Being at the base of the mountain she is still upon Pronta City while being at the entrance of it. She is located right next to the ocean and is able to quickly return to Pronta City in a matter of moments due to where it is located.
*Note that the images numbered are the same area with a different view.
Auriel certainly had not been expecting to be whisked away into the air by Isabella. She felt the familar sensation of weightlessness for just a moment, and then the terrifying pull of gravity on her body. For a brief second the nephilim tried to frantically flap her own wings, of course she had not manifested them. So instead she gripped onto Isabella tightly and focused on not slipping. The miles melted before them and the girl spent much of the ride in a brooding silence. She was nervous, anxious and actually fairly tired. Her wits would not be about her and that meant her guard would be down. As it was, she could already feel the unnecessary drag of her armor weighing her down. Mindlessly she listened to the rythmic sushering of feathers brushing against feathers as Isabella guided them to the base of the mountain, circling around an immaculately crafted house. Auriel craned her neck and tried to get a better look at the opulence. This place was incredibly opulent, that much she could tell from here. At the Advent, the nephilim and the acolytes had crafted their home for efficiency and simplicity. It was their voices and prayers that filled the halls, not tapestries and trinkets. Auriel got the feeling that no expenses had been spared on this home. At least it was not a palace. Her stomach dropped as the odd couple descended and alit upon some sort of porch. It took a second for Auriel to regain her barings, but when she did her jaw actually dropped. Golden eyes flitted to and fro as she tried to take in every new sensation she was having. Tentatively she took a step forth, not wanting to actually touch anything. Everything was so pristine and even the couch probably cost more than Auriel's entire armor set. She crossed an arm over her chest and grasped onto the other as she peeked around, feeling entirely out of place. A flush creeped up the back of her neck and suddenly she wondered if she had made the right decision. It felt almost wrong to have such luxuries. This was all so alien to her and she had no idea how to even begin to acclimatize. Auriel turned in a slow circle, not bothering to hide her awe. Something caught her eye and she stopped moving, her head have turned to the side. What was this thing? It looked like some sort of tub set into the ground, big enough for a number of people. The look on her face conveyed her curiosity , though she dare not touch a thing for fear of tarinishing anything.
As everything occurred she gently placed Auriel down so that she could gather her mind. Or whatever else that Auriel was needing to do within the short amount of time they had arrived. Cracking her neck air was released from her joints and she moaned softly as her body went through so much torture. It was the berserker within her that made her this way in all honesty. To put so much strain and tension upon her body was immense but she was always able to get the energy back instantly after a fight. Downgrading from her clothing and armor she appeared before Auriel wearing nothing but a half tank top shirt and shorts. Her clothing allowed Auriel to see the gauntlets were a part of Isabella's body. Blending in with the flesh just above the shoulders making a material neither flesh nor metal. This also allowed Auriel to see every muscle upon Isabella's snowflake pale flesh. Her long hair falling around her face was tickling her abdomen along her abdominal muscles and obliques. Both heavily defined as well as the rest of her body. She was showing herself to be a true berserker with how she was built. Yet this didn't distract from her snow witch skin, royal blue eyes that were as deep as sapphire, silky smooth hair that even a succubus would be jealous of, and a pair of full breasts to compliment the rest of her body. Looking at Auriel she was curious as to what she saw and upon finding out she couldn't help but smile. "It's a tub that heats the water. Helps the flesh relax after a long day. You could always take off your armor and clothing and hop in." She suggested with her smile turning a tad seductive but none the less she still didnt' know if she was going too fast or slow with Auriel. This was something that was new to her as she was out of her comfort area. She honestly thought she was going to live the rest of her life alone. Then Auriel came flying into her mind to allow her the benefit of an amazing future. As she didn't know if she should take her clothes off and join Auriel she blushed a bit thinking it might be a bit fast of her. "If you wanted... I'd join you as well." She offered leaving it up to Auriel to decide.
Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 1:45 am
The girl had been so distracted with her surroundings it took her a second to even notice that Isabella had moved. Auriel blinked thrice in response and could not peel her eyes off of the queen. It was not the way her body seemed to be sculpted by an artist who had pictured a warrior, nor even the way Isabella's flimsy shirt clearly outlined the supple curve of her breasts. Perhaps it was the way her eyes were a blue so true to its name Auriel could imagine herself diving into those pools. But really, it was the gauntlets. Very deliberately the redhead closed distance and raised a hand. The magical heating tub of water was forgotten when Auriel's hand grazed the cool metal her lips parted slightly. Her eyes traced the layers and slender fingers followed suit. She touched gently at the connection on the shoulders, the melding between flesh and metal that seemed so seamless. There was no scarring or any sign of marring upon her, the gauntlets were truly a part of Isabella, just as her legs or eyes were. Having realized she just initiated contact in a way some may deem rude, Auriel took a step back and looked abashed. Her eyes drifted to the hot tub and what Isabella said actually hit her. Auriel's head turned so quick she could have gotten whiplash. With eyes as big as a spooked deer, she regarded the reaper. "I...would like that." Her own voice sounded like it had come from someone else. A queer sensation was spreading throughout her body and it was emanating from deep within her. Needing some form of distraction lest she allow herself to fall prey to base desires even she did not fully understand, Auriel set to removing the armor that covered her body. Deft fingers flit over straps and knots, pulling apart and loosening first her own gauntlet. The processs was repeated again and soon her arms were free. With clearly practiced skill, Auriel reached into her breastplate and undid the parts that held it together. Piece by piece she removed, until a circle of metal surrounded her. She stood in only the loose padding and under garments that protected her flesh from the armor. Auriel took great care to stare at anything but Isabella as she crossed her arms and grasped the hem of her shirt. Her thumbs worked circles over the material as a sense of unease settled in Auriel's mind. It was not like she had not been naked in front of another before. She had to suck it up and get on with it. A soft breath escaped her lips and with a false bravado the shirt that concealed her body was removed. Auriel did not have a dainty little body like some sort of noble woman. No, she had a body forged through years of rigorous training and constant upkeep. She was not as clearly defined as Isabella but instead appeared more lithe and sinewy. Her arms spoke of her years hefting a shield, her torso of bearing the wait of her armor. Auriel had breasts that --while not overtly large -- were very shapely. Her pants quickly followed suit and inch by inch her long, smooth legs were revealed. She stood naked before Isabella, daring to meet those blue eyes as she reached up and removed the winged head piece, letting her long red trusses fall freely about her. Auriel fingerd the piece in her hand as she gave Isabella an unsteady gaze. Fake courage only went so far. Once again she took her bottom lip into her mouth and slowly opened her hand, letting her tiara fall into the forgotten pile around her. Deciding that the sun would set in the east and rise in the west before she dared make a move towards Isabella, Auriel instead walked over to the tub. She picked her way around it and slowly lowered herself in up to her hips, letting her palms skim the surface of the water. Golden eyes would dart upward once more and meet Isabella's; a beckoning of sorts.
Watching Auriel undress before her left her feeling small in her presence. Auriel was confident enough to undress completely before Isabella. Watching Auriel settle into the hot tub with a smile until she saw something in her eyes. Isabella wasn't going to question what she saw as her smile grew upon her face. She slowly stripped out of the two pieces of clothing that concealed her gorgeous body. Teasing Auriel as she did so and then further teasing the Nephilim by taking her time to get into the tub in the first place. Slowly stepping in she pushed Auriel to the stone ledge within the hot water so that she may sit down. Only after that did Isabella earn a mischievous grin upon her face. She leaned in and her lips gently pressed against Auriel's one more time. She was never going to tire of that in the least. Pulling her head back she sat against the opposite edge and lifted Auriel's right leg. Sitting it upon her lap her gauntlets began to gently massage each muscle delicately working every kink out. Her deep blue eyes searched into Auriel's golden ones seeing if she liked this. If she did then Isabella was going to continue with the rest of Auriel's body until she was completely relaxed and at peace.
Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2014 11:56 am
The water had warmed Auriel down to the quick and she was haiving a hard time not enjoying herself. Through eyes heavy with exhaustion she watched the reaper stalk to the rim of the tub, slowly lowering herself in with clear deliberation. She wordlessly slided along to the ledge at Isabella's push. The girl felt Isabella coming closer - surely for one of the kisses she so enjoyed - and acquiesced to the request. Throughout the entire ordeal Auriel still felt terribly awful at this. Her mouth fell open in a small 'o' when Isabella grasped her thigh and hoisted it upon her legs. Acutely aware of her nakedness Auriel chose to stare at her reflection cast by the nearly still water. She beheld a young girl with flames for hair, eyes molten gold and an expression of unease. Auriel shook her head and admonished herself lightly. Choosing to not leave this moment to chance and fate, the nephilim began to speak. "You have been alive for a long time." It was not entirely a question, more an affirmation of sorts. The gears in her head were spinning slowly as she worked out what it was she wanted to say. "I am sure you have been witness to thousands of more experiences than I. I admit, I am unsure what it is you are seeking from..." A hand raised from the water and gestured aimlessly around. "This." A silence would wrap around them once more and Auriel absentmindedly directed her thoughts to the way Isabella was working her muscles. She closed her eyes and leaned back, letting her head gaze up at the skies. "Would you tell me of it? Of all the years you have seen?" Auriel knew what she was asking and perhaps it was a tad invasive. Lives were filled with a myriad of experiences; joyous ones, painful ones, dull and intense both. If Isabella felt the need to completely ignore her than that was that. But should the woman elect to divulge even a shred of information, Auriel would drink it up as if it was the ambrosia her kind so enjoyed.
• Exemplar of Vitality • Exorcismus • Bulwark of the Angel • Longsword • Dual Katanas
Passives
• Tainted Auriel can tell when someone is truly evil regardless of them being from holy, unholy, or neutral descent.
• The Hand Of GodE Whenever a weapon is in their grasp the weapon immediately becomes endowed with the Nephilim's energy turning it into seemingly the utmost of Holiest weapons. (Does not do harm to those not weak to Holy attacks).
• The Sight Being of God's blood, like God, they can see the world for what it truly is. They can see through ''the Mist" and see those for what they are. Instantly recognizing creatures of the night on spot or those who can use dark magic for they can read the aura's about them. Also giving them a general idea of how strong another is regardless of race. (Rank-wise, not as precise to be know the exact amount in the other energy pool.)
• The Wings of an Angel The Nephilim can natural 'soar'. Even in running their strides are immense, allowing them to clear ground easily skipping over ten feet with one stride at a full sprint. Just naturally jumping they can leap to heights of fifteen feet and drop from heights even reaching sixty feet. Their touchdown, whether walking/falling/jumping, upon the ground is always light while landing upon their feet. Giving them the natural knack for acrobatic-movements.
• The Blood of the Angel The Nephilim's blood is highly acidic to those of the dark. Vampires will not be able to feed upon the blood of the Nephilim unless they risked death. To those such as humans their blood is seen a antidote of sorts for it can heal others as well. (Can heal equivalent to that of an Adept)
• The Blood of the Angel (Regeneration)E-A The Nephilim, in comparison to others, are capable of slight regeneration which begins just as soon as the blow was taken. Bruises and scraps won't even appear making it seem as if their skin is tougher than others. Trainees can deal with simple cuts. Novice can deal with simple cuts and first degree burns. Adept can deal with cuts, second degree burns, and fractured bones. Experts can deal with deep lacerations and broken bones. Masters can heal third degree burns, wounds such as stabs(only on surface, not internal damage), and crushed bones. E-Trainee, D-Novice, C-Adept, B-Expert, A-Master
• Fear of God Passive This passive creates an invisible aura around Auriel that extends to 10 feet. Anything within that range will receive the 'Fear of God', which makes them weaker to holy attacks by 1 rank. If they leave the aura it does not apply to them, but if they enter once more it is applicable.
Enjoying her time helping the young nephilim relax she moved down to the foot. Gently massaging every nerve and joint to aid Auriel. Then her eyes looked to the golden orbs looking down upon her. "I've already told you what I seek from," Then she cut herself off hearing Auriel's next request and she sighed softly. Placing Auriel's foot down she looked off in the distance towards the ocean. Should she actually tell someone about her past. Tell her events of her life could bring their connection to each other closer couldn't it. But if she were honest then Auriel would run off in the other direction. As she began to speak of one of her many memories she lost herself into the memory. Even though she was lost within it she described every detail to her nephilim like Auriel was there as well. Isabella was walking through a monastery boarding up every window as shadow knights were right on their doorstep. The king had given her a mission to not allow the clerics to fall into the shadow knights' hands no matter the cost. There were dozens of children in the monastery as well as the weak and weary. Isabella had no hesitation in accepting the mission as she knew she could defend them. She knew it had to be her in order to get these people out safely. What she didn't anticipate was the fact a high leveled dragoon would be among their ranks. As the roar of a dragon could be heard overhead Isabella gritted her teeth. Knowing she had to leave in order to deal with the threat. "Lady Reaper?" A young boy called to Isabella handing her a small doll he made. As an offering as if she was a god who needed to be praised. Smiling she patted the boy's head and kissed his forehead gently. "Lady Reaper needs to deal with the bad people." She spoke soothingly to the boy and he nodded understanding her. As energy consumed her body it turned into a beautiful gold as she felt only the need to protect these people. They had done nothing wrong and didn't deserve to be turned into shadow knights. Many moments passed outside in which she was dealing with the dragon. Any attempt to deal with the dragoon led her right into the clutches of the dragon. Once the dragon would be finished she knew everything would be easy from there. Upon her long battle with the dragon she got distracted by shadow knights entering the monastery. The dragon ate her with one bite and she ended up inside of the dragon's belly. Within the next moment she claws her way out of the stomach of the beast sending it crashing into the ground. Covered in dragon's blood the dragoon fell to the ground in disbelief his dragon fell. As the shadow knight's were overwhelming the monastery she knew there was only one way out of this. Pointing one hand in front of her towards the monastery and the other behind her she... From that point she returned back to reality as she hesitated with the next part. "I was a monster back then Auriel. I did as I was told and... I was rewarded for it. Often it didn't matter how the mission was completed so I slaughtered everyone back then if required. From that point on I earned the title daughter of the dragon. Shortly after I wanted all the shadow knights to know my wrath. I impaled the ones that were still alive thus I earned my other title 'Isabella the Impaler'. I've done a lot of things that i'm not proud of..." She zoned out after that thinking of the boy that worshiped her like a goddess.
Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 9:47 am
Auriel found herself transported right into the story Isabella was reciting. She could feel the pain the queen was feeling and suddenly she felt incredibly ashamed of herself for even asking a question like that. Her past was none of Auriel's business. Isabella had been alive for so long she surely had seen some truly ugly things, maybe even participated in them. She could be an entirely different person from what she had been. Knowing she was already in too deep to back out, Auriel clenched her jaw and drank in every detail, determined to make the most of this uncomfortable memory that was being shared. The story left the nephilim staring down at her hands just below the surface of the water. Isabella had to make a tough decision, just as Auriel had to back at Pakolo. Even now she could feel the weight of every soul she had left down there pressing down on her. "We cannot always make the easy decision. There will always be times when we must do things we are not proud of. But we have to live with those decisions." Auriel said softly, more to herself than anything really. Of course Isabella would know that. Hopefully that would be comforting in some way. The nephilim took in a breath and shifted in the water till most of her upper body was freely exposed from the water. "I often find myself talking to my father. He is an angel." Auriel said, giving a little insight into her life and family. They were a big part of her life and incredibly important to her. "Even when he's not physically here I know he is always watching over me. No matter what path in life I choose." Auriel was not totally sure why she was even talking about this. She always felt so comforted just thinking about him, like he was there placing a warm hand upon her shoulder or watching out should she stumble along her road in life. But she knew that this was not the path she wanted. Auriel shook her head and stood up, collecting the pieces to her set of armor and reattaching them. "Should there come a day when evil no longer threatens the good, then maybe I will be prepared for this. Until then. I am just a soldier." Auriel said, holdind Isabella's gaze before turning away. Golden wings shot from her back and off she was, flying into the night sky.
• Exemplar of Vitality • Exorcismus • Bulwark of the Angel • Longsword • Dual Katanas
Passives
• Tainted Auriel can tell when someone is truly evil regardless of them being from holy, unholy, or neutral descent.
• The Hand Of GodE Whenever a weapon is in their grasp the weapon immediately becomes endowed with the Nephilim's energy turning it into seemingly the utmost of Holiest weapons. (Does not do harm to those not weak to Holy attacks).
• The Sight Being of God's blood, like God, they can see the world for what it truly is. They can see through ''the Mist" and see those for what they are. Instantly recognizing creatures of the night on spot or those who can use dark magic for they can read the aura's about them. Also giving them a general idea of how strong another is regardless of race. (Rank-wise, not as precise to be know the exact amount in the other energy pool.)
• The Wings of an Angel The Nephilim can natural 'soar'. Even in running their strides are immense, allowing them to clear ground easily skipping over ten feet with one stride at a full sprint. Just naturally jumping they can leap to heights of fifteen feet and drop from heights even reaching sixty feet. Their touchdown, whether walking/falling/jumping, upon the ground is always light while landing upon their feet. Giving them the natural knack for acrobatic-movements.
• The Blood of the Angel The Nephilim's blood is highly acidic to those of the dark. Vampires will not be able to feed upon the blood of the Nephilim unless they risked death. To those such as humans their blood is seen a antidote of sorts for it can heal others as well. (Can heal equivalent to that of an Adept)
• The Blood of the Angel (Regeneration)E-A The Nephilim, in comparison to others, are capable of slight regeneration which begins just as soon as the blow was taken. Bruises and scraps won't even appear making it seem as if their skin is tougher than others. Trainees can deal with simple cuts. Novice can deal with simple cuts and first degree burns. Adept can deal with cuts, second degree burns, and fractured bones. Experts can deal with deep lacerations and broken bones. Masters can heal third degree burns, wounds such as stabs(only on surface, not internal damage), and crushed bones. E-Trainee, D-Novice, C-Adept, B-Expert, A-Master
• Fear of God Passive This passive creates an invisible aura around Auriel that extends to 10 feet. Anything within that range will receive the 'Fear of God', which makes them weaker to holy attacks by 1 rank. If they leave the aura it does not apply to them, but if they enter once more it is applicable.
After a long day of negotiations the three leaders had finally reached a decision. Peace through a royal wedding which would bring three nations together in harmony. Isabella was honestly relieved that everything was handled the way it was. For her sake and everyone else's she didn't think she could fight anymore that day. Thus as she held her fiance's hand within her she guided her through the home on the beach. Showing Maria where everything was as she was honestly shy during all of this. The head strong, charismatic, strong willed queen was finally showing her other side. This new shy Isabella fumbled upon some of her words as she explained things to Maria while walking through the home. As she lead Maria to her bedroom she looked to her and blushed a bit more. "I-Is everything to your liking?" She faltered on her words yet again. Trying to date someone was one thing but this woman wanted to spend the rest of her life with her. She looked at Maria and kept her royal blue eyes upon her eyes to try and see if everything was how Maria would like it.
Maria held onto not just the hand but the arm of Isabella as they walked through the house. She especially loved the Infinity pool. That would prove to be very relaxing for her. Everything was so lovely, so beautiful. It reminded her a lot of emperor west's palace. And the icing on the cake was it's proximity to the ocean. Upon arriving at the bedroom, Maria smiled and let go of her future waifu chan, removing the crown and placing it on the small table at the head of the desk and allowing her red hair to flow free down just below her bottom. She turned to Isabella with her golden eyes set on hers, the mark on her head as alive and burning as ever. "I love it!" she said, nearly able to sense the anxiety rising within her. Maria stripped the pieces of her light armor quickly, leaving only a clamshell bra and a maxie skirt to cover her lower half, but nothing else below it's silk. A few steps put her back before isabella, looking into her eyes and resting her hands upon her face. "In Anthosii culture, typically marriages are consumated after vows are said... is this true of you as well?" she asked as her accent slipped through a bit more than usual. "Or... would you rather take me now."
• Seashores The Mer are hyper-aware of everything around them, their five senses deeply active. They feel the light touching their shoulder, the running about of the small creatures, everything. They're very perceptive, moreso than most races. Furthermore, when listening through a conch (many Mer carry one everywhere), they can hear things for hundreds of meters around them.
• Seashells The Mer are capable of speaking to all sea creatures, although they have the closest connection to the small ones. Tiny little creatures like crabs, shrimp and the littlest of fish, they often reach out to the Mer to protect them from the predators of the sea. A young Mer will often form a powerful bond with one of these creatures, and this enables them to quite literally share their longevity with this creature. The lifespan of the small creature they bond with will increase, making them as long-lived as their Mer companion, although they will also die if their Mer dies (though the Mer will not die if the companion dies). This life-long companion counts as a pet rather than a summon, but at high ranks, it can become extremely deadly.
The creature grows with you in ranks, and will also rapidly grow in size, into something that is simply unusual for its species. It should be noted that this creature will evolve into being capable of breathing/walking on land. Some animals are obvious; a lobster, a crab, etc. Less obvious ones such as regular fish will evolve in highly strange ways, some of them even turning out to look nearly parallel to a Mer. These creatures can have their own movesets. Furthermore, they can eventually, if desired, take up the summon slot and the seashell slot -- which would enable them to grow in power immensely.
• Masterful Dragon Riding The dragoon must spend a considerable amount of time riding on their dragon, and must know how to ride on them from every single part of the dragon without falling off. This takes a considerable amount of time to do, but once accomplished the dragoon will be able to accomplish incredible feats, such as holding onto a single dragon spine with one hand while your dragon is in an upside down position mid flight, whilst still being able to use your weapon proficiently.
• Telepathy As the name implies, it is a simple form of telepathy between you and your dragon. Thoughts, images, emotions, sounds... pretty much anything can be felt in this link, and it is a constant link. If the dragon is hurt, the dragoon can sense it, and vice versa. This however, also prevents the two from lying to each other, as they can see what the other is truly thinking.
• Soft Landing A passive all dragoons must learn, as without learning this skill, when they performed their super high jumps they would simply splatter against the ground. Once this technique is learned the dragoon can survive falls from incredible distances, and come out unharmed.
Licking her lips to try and bring moisture back to them she held Maria's gaze and began to speak while seeing her take her armor off. "In our culture things are very loose in terms of marriage. As long as it happens that's all that really matters." She said blushing deeply and then looking out to the ocean to try and relax for a moment. Isabella had always been the forward one. She wasn't a virgin by any means but she wasn't used to being with someone who was more direct than even she. Then her eyes went wide looking back to Maria and she gulped as she was indeed nervous. "It's whatever you wish for." Isabella spoke honestly as she pulled of her armor and let it drop to the floor. With her blush still existing upon her face she looked to her queen's face and then moved closer. "Do you want to consummate our marriage?" She asked Maria as all Isabella was currently wearing was a tight fitting tank top and shorts that formed to her thighs. Her eyes full of curiosity, desire, and fear of being unwanted as she awaited Maria's decision.
Isabella's body was something to behold indeed. Maria traced a finger over her toned abs, her eyes alight with curiosity and intrigue. She was almost assuredly horny as hell but something was barring her off. She placed both of her arms upon the queens shoulders and leaned forward, placing a quick but hungry kiss there. "Isabella. I wish to consumate, yes, but I want more. This marriage will bind us together, indefinitely. Don't misunderstand me. You are a stunning woman... unfairly beautiful in fact." Maria, her own body smooth, deceptively so as she was a fairly strong and fast individual, showed no tone, or at least compared to the queens. Maria closed her eyes took the queen by the hand, walking to the bed and sitting before Isabella. "So tell me what you want to do; take me now or anything that you wish." With that she bit her lip, and allowing a more primal instinct to drive her she placed a hand on the woman's perfectly toned abs yet again, this time lightly pressing in with her nails all while biting her lip.
• Seashores The Mer are hyper-aware of everything around them, their five senses deeply active. They feel the light touching their shoulder, the running about of the small creatures, everything. They're very perceptive, moreso than most races. Furthermore, when listening through a conch (many Mer carry one everywhere), they can hear things for hundreds of meters around them.
• Seashells The Mer are capable of speaking to all sea creatures, although they have the closest connection to the small ones. Tiny little creatures like crabs, shrimp and the littlest of fish, they often reach out to the Mer to protect them from the predators of the sea. A young Mer will often form a powerful bond with one of these creatures, and this enables them to quite literally share their longevity with this creature. The lifespan of the small creature they bond with will increase, making them as long-lived as their Mer companion, although they will also die if their Mer dies (though the Mer will not die if the companion dies). This life-long companion counts as a pet rather than a summon, but at high ranks, it can become extremely deadly.
The creature grows with you in ranks, and will also rapidly grow in size, into something that is simply unusual for its species. It should be noted that this creature will evolve into being capable of breathing/walking on land. Some animals are obvious; a lobster, a crab, etc. Less obvious ones such as regular fish will evolve in highly strange ways, some of them even turning out to look nearly parallel to a Mer. These creatures can have their own movesets. Furthermore, they can eventually, if desired, take up the summon slot and the seashell slot -- which would enable them to grow in power immensely.
• Masterful Dragon Riding The dragoon must spend a considerable amount of time riding on their dragon, and must know how to ride on them from every single part of the dragon without falling off. This takes a considerable amount of time to do, but once accomplished the dragoon will be able to accomplish incredible feats, such as holding onto a single dragon spine with one hand while your dragon is in an upside down position mid flight, whilst still being able to use your weapon proficiently.
• Telepathy As the name implies, it is a simple form of telepathy between you and your dragon. Thoughts, images, emotions, sounds... pretty much anything can be felt in this link, and it is a constant link. If the dragon is hurt, the dragoon can sense it, and vice versa. This however, also prevents the two from lying to each other, as they can see what the other is truly thinking.
• Soft Landing A passive all dragoons must learn, as without learning this skill, when they performed their super high jumps they would simply splatter against the ground. Once this technique is learned the dragoon can survive falls from incredible distances, and come out unharmed.
Warm lips pressed against Isabella's taking her off guard as her eyes widened with surprise. Then closing her eyes she answered the hunger of Maria with her own hunger. Then as the kiss stopped she looked to Maria with confusion sweeping over her face until she heard her words. Her eyes went wide with Maria admitting she wanted more than just pleasure and Isabella's chest became tight. Licking her lips she slowly gained the courage to pounce upon her prey. Pinning Maria to the bed by her wrists she smiled softly only to kiss Maria with her eyes closed again. "I wish to be yours." She spoke just as soft as a whisper as her lips brushed against Maria's again. Opening her royal blue eyes she looked into Maria'sand rolled over with the mer goddess on top of her. "Would you set he pace?" She asked softly of her betrothed as she had never been with another woman intimately before.
