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 Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 6:26 pm
Thy Beast...
Tis a Dragon / /
We're our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.
Flying skywards, the dragon could feel the cool air beating against her massive wings. She flapped harder, her wings making a thunderous whipping noise. She could see it, the dim light coming from the entrance atop the cavern. Swooshing out, she spiraled higher. She could feel it, the warmth of the sun soaking into her scales. Scanning the area, she flapped in place, looking here and there. Everything seemed so small in comparison to her. The dragon belted out an earsplitting roar and flew about. Looking beneath her, the dragon noticed a small village full of townsfolk. They were so miniscule, and yet she feared them in a sense. They were the unknown to her. She coiled downwards and landed on a field. Many flowers and trees swayed by her, and got crushed by her gigantic size. A hooded hunter nearby gasped as he saw the large beast before him. He dashed at her with his sword. She widened her eyes and roared back. Fearful of what was to occur, she did what instinct told her to do. She darted forward and clawed the man. He fell down, he had no chance. With relief the dragon closed her eyes, trying to figure out what she could do to remain safe. Staring at the brown hood that was fallen beside him, the idea instantly popped into her head. With a bright flash and in mere seconds, she took a human like form. She quickly put the hood on, in an attempt to hide her large tail. Wincing, the tail withdrew, leaving only a slender one in it's place- easily hide-able. As for the horns atop her head, they also retracted. The only way that any of these dragon attributes were to return, would be in her times of weakness. Some long blue strands of hair flowed out of the front part of her hood, and large hues of red could be noticed by each passerby. Village people whispered about the red eyed beauty, that skipped down the road barefoot, hidden beneath the brown hooded cloak. 
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 9:14 pm
ooc: bump... can't really do anything until you respond ^^;;
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 9:34 pm
cHesHiRe_CaT_0013 ooc: bump... can't really do anything until you respond ^^;; ooc: D:
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 9:43 am
Dαmíαn Wσlfє
▇ ▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Sсhølαɾ ⇉ Røģυε ⇉ Fɾïεṉḋ
ταќε ṃε ⇥вεÿøṉḋ τhε ραģε,
ï сαṉ ṡταÿ hεɾε ṉø løṉģεɾ.
ïṉ τhε ρhαṉτøṃ lαṉḋ øƒ ṃÿ ḋɾεαṃṡ,
ï сαṉ hεαɾ τhε ṿøïсε, ♫
αṡ ï αṉτïсïρατε α ṡεṉṡε øƒ αḋṿεṉτυɾε.
τεll ṃε øƒ τhε ṉεχτ ραɾτ, ►►
вεƒøɾε τhε ṉïģhτ ïṡ øṿεɾ. ☾
"Ah. Yes, your summon."
Wolfe tried to keep his face from hardening and gaze shifting into a malicious glare. What kind of a fool did this prince take him for? Obviously, he didn't understand his subjects very well. Or, at least, not well enough to know this was coming.
He stared into Lord White's eyes for a moment, reading a different emotion then his upbeat words had once implied. Wolfe felt it unessesary to spew any kind of spiteful speech; the scholar knew much better than to do such foolish things, so, his expression remained fairly pleasant and neutral.
"I had recieved it this morning. Curious that you came by, My Leige, for I was just about to write a response."
His voice sounded a bit lighter then his usual growling tone, although it was an act. He wasn't thrilled about this visit, and he wasn't thrilled about being harassed by the very man who send him the letter. His eyes became a bit cold, as he continued.
"I humbly refuse your summon, mi'lord."
⎾øυτøƒcαρïταlṡ: sorry, a combination of writer's block and no time. don't be maad at mee, pleease? heart ⏌
ώïτh τhε ṃøṿεṃεṉτ øƒ τhε høυɾ hαṉḋ,
τhε ṃαģïс ɾεlεαṡεḋ hαḋ сøṉсεαlεḋ ɾεαlïτÿ.
τhε ρhαṉτøṃ lαṉḋ, αlïṿε ώïτhïṉ ṃε,
❝ταќε ṃε τhεɾε.❞
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τhε ρïсτυɾε вøøќ τhατ ṃøτhεɾ ģαṿε ṃε?
ï hαḋ αlɾεαḋÿ вυɾṉτ ïτ løṉģ αģø.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 4:07 pm
ooc: My character shall wait on this roadside until someone bumps into her rofl
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 9:43 pm
 Ｐｅｔｅｒ ♠ Ｗｈｉｔｅｔｈｅ ＰＲＩＮＣＥThe prince continued to smile pleasantly before his smile turned into a frown. He stared at the scholar for a while noticing that he was holding back. Lies, he was lying. Peter knew that this man had a deep discontent with the kingdom that it had turned into hate at some point.
"Aww is that your final answer?" Peter asked with mock sorrow.
Peter turned his back on Wolfe and brushed past the soldiers.
"I guess we'll have to send her prematurely. I hope she lasts..." Peter stated.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 6:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 1:23 pm
Luther VonEigan
Luther walked down the old beaten path. The road was dry and a small cloud of dust settled in his wake. Air perched herself on his shoulders. Keeping and eye out for anything that could be harmful to Luther, like the bartender looking for the tab Luther owed him, for about a year now.
His staff in hand copying the motion of his feet though giving no support. It looked like a simple stick that's be smoothed and shaped. Though his staff is mainly for defense he always has it hand, its better to have your shield up and find your enemy before launching a blind counter spell.
He quickly made his way to his old friends house. He walked of the drive and noticed what looked like a royal carriage. He raised an eyebrow and pulled down his hood. He disliked the little p***k of a prince. He tapped his staff on the ground camouflaging him, people could see him only if they really tried,if you weren't trying to find him, than he would look just like his surroundings.
He sneaked his way around the house.And waited for his conversation to end with the royal pain. So he could join his friend.
((EDIT))
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 2:15 pm
Veena■DragonclawThy Beast...
Tis a Dragon / /
We're our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.
Village people whispered about the red eyed beauty, that skipped down the road barefoot, hidden beneath the brown hooded cloak...
Veena gulped as, she made sure her slim tail was tucked under the brown cloak. Looking down at the tip, she could see the blood of the man that she had slaughtered. Pouting, she reached down and ripped it, so now one side of her cloak was now ripped mid thigh. As she walked further up the road, she could see a mage, whom was hidden to everyone. She was the dragon, she had powers no one else could imagine. A small playful smile appeared on her lips as she skipped forward, reaching out and grabbing the man. She was disguised well as a girl, no one would have known that she was the dragon.
"H-Hello.."
The girl looked up at the man with beautiful red eyes, small strands of blue hair revealed from the cloak.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 2:55 pm
Luther VonEigan
Luther waited for his friend to finish his conversation and for the prince to leave. He sighed. He felt an unnatural presence of some kind of power other than his own. Ari turned and hooted into Luther's ear. He turned around to see a girl grabbing his arm. When she touched him, he was sure that,she was that power. He did not recognize her as a mage. He stared at her, her piercing eyes looking up at him. He tightened his grip on his staff and the camouflage disapated so he was visible to all.
"Who are you?!" He hissed at her keeping his voice low. He glared at her. His cloudy eyes looking down at her from under his hood. Most people back away or treat him less when they see his eyes, either his is cursed, or he is blind. He is neither he just has an advantage with death. His magics, are scary. Ari sat restless on Luther's shoulder sensing the power in the girl as well. Luther made a hooting sound and the bird turned and flew into the house landing on a chair near Wolfe. When Wolfe saw her he would know Luther was there. But now, this girl, what did she want?
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 3:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 4:03 pm
Veena■DragonclawThy Beast...
Tis a Dragon / /
We're our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.
The dragon was frightened but this man did not give her the need to kill. She stayed on guard nonetheless. Her gaze instantly snapped to the creature on his shoulder, she grew hungry. Shaking it off, she just stood there, and continued to stare at him. Her human language speaking abilities weren't great so she couldn't say much. Her piercing red eyes never left his side, she pointed to herself.
"Veena...I am Veena..."
As she awaited his reply, she stood there and turned right and left. She watched the ripped hooded garment swish back and forth.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 4:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 4:19 pm
Luther VonEigan
"Well are you peculiar."
He eyed the girl now with more interest. " Well hello there Veena, I am Luther." He whispered pointing to himself, and smiling faintly. "Where does Veena come from? Did you get separated from your family?" He looked around and spotted a bench a few feet behind him. He slowly backed up towards the bench and sat down on the far end. He looked up to the girl and patted the spot next to him. This girl made him uneasy, but he did not want to upset her.
He looked around, the few animals that were around all vacated the area. Not even the birds flew above the house. This girl, she is odd. OOC: Nurthin biggrin
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 10:56 am
Dαmíαn Wσlfє
▇ ▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Sсhølαɾ ⇉ Røģυε ⇉ Fɾïεṉḋ
ταќε ṃε ⇥вεÿøṉḋ τhε ραģε,
ï сαṉ ṡταÿ hεɾε ṉø løṉģεɾ.
ïṉ τhε ρhαṉτøṃ lαṉḋ øƒ ṃÿ ḋɾεαṃṡ,
ï сαṉ hεαɾ τhε ṿøïсε, ♫
αṡ ï αṉτïсïρατε α ṡεṉṡε øƒ αḋṿεṉτυɾε.
τεll ṃε øƒ τhε ṉεχτ ραɾτ, ►►
вεƒøɾε τhε ṉïģhτ ïṡ øṿεɾ. ☾
Wolfe held back a scoff; what kind of attempt of guilt tripping was that? If this prince had really cared about the Diva's in the first place; maybe he'd keep them from entering a mindless dragon's lair? Something told Wolfe, whatever it may be, that it was not the case. His eyes hardened; was that it? Wolfe had expected to be arrested, but maybe the prince didn't find him someone that was dangerous enough for that.
He could hear commotion in the background, but took no mind to it. He didn't want to talk back to Lord White; although it was tempting, he didn't want his life forfeit so early. He dismissively turned himself a bit, his hand resting on the door, ready to slam it in his guard's face.
"If that is all, I will continue with my work; I can imagine you're busy. With your permission, I will bid you farewell."
⎾øυτøƒcαρïταlṡ: i really wish i could get notified by gaia when guild roleplays are posted in. o_e; i also wish i didn't have writer's block like crazy right now.⏌
ώïτh τhε ṃøṿεṃεṉτ øƒ τhε høυɾ hαṉḋ,
τhε ṃαģïс ɾεlεαṡεḋ hαḋ сøṉсεαlεḋ ɾεαlïτÿ.
τhε ρhαṉτøṃ lαṉḋ, αlïṿε ώïτhïṉ ṃε,
❝ταќε ṃε τhεɾε.❞
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τhε ρïсτυɾε вøøќ τhατ ṃøτhεɾ ģαṿε ṃε?
ï hαḋ αlɾεαḋÿ вυɾṉτ ïτ løṉģ αģø.
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