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 Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 9:42 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 squirmed a tad on the seat, not used to being in human form. Being more strange she leaned in, close. She smelled no fear from the man, nor danger yet. Leaning in even closer, she wiggled her nose and sneezed. The event of sneezing scared her so much, she put her hands atop her head. Oop~ Looking around at her surroundings, and back at him, then continuing the whole process over and over. She grabbed a strand of hair and stared at it intently and wiggled a few strands to her face, giggling.
"Hrm.. Veena's family... they left her long ago.."
She was neither sad nor happy with this reply, quite indifferent actually. She never had the chance to really know them. Her mom was, what she thought to be slaughtered by a human, due to the fact when she hatched from that egg.. well, she was alone. There were some obvious signs of dragon's remains also.
A small smile tugged upon her lips, as she looked up at the man. She was not afraid of this human, not yet.
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 6:54 am
Luther VonEigan He studied her intently , how she acted, how she reacted to things. This girl had something about her. Something abnormal. He tried to to move much when she started to sniff him. He knew animals, sudden movements would frighten them, he didn't want to do that to her. Not with the power he sensed from her. She sneezed and it looked like she was totally knew to the whole subject of sneezing. She looked confused where it came from and if there was something out there that caused it? He lifted his hand slowly in to his inside coat pocket and pulled out a handkerchief. He held it in front of him offering it to her. He thought for a moment and pretended to wipe his nose with it, and then held it out a gain."Wipe your nose, and give it a blow." He smiled. Hopefully she would, if she did he could test it with a few potions. Maybe he could find out who or what she really is. Ooc I feel i could have made it much longer. But my brain. It said no.
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 1:14 pm
ooc: oh noes D: if you want to be notified, i can quote you if you want and nobody wants to join the kingdom's side? do people hate the prince that much? lol  Ｐｅｔｅｒ ♠ Ｗｈｉｔｅｔｈｅ ＰＲＩＮＣＥPeter waited for the scholar's response and when he finally replied, his answer surprised the prince. It seemed the man was adamant about not teaching the Diva. The prince had hoped he would agree so this girl would last much longer, but alas, that was not the case. "Have fun with your work then. You, go to the castle and give the order that it is time to send her to the dragon's lair. You will come with me since there is the matter of finding the next Diva," Peter said ordering the two guards. "B-but your majesty? It's too soon, the girl is not ready," one of the guards said. Peter turned to the man, his eyes stone cold but he smiled pleasanly. "If I remember correctly you have a daughter don't you? I've heard that she has a beautiful voice," the prince stated. Hearing this, the guard immediately became obedient. The man quickly left and headed to the castle. The other guard remained silent and kept a wary eye on the prince. The prince was truly a cold person and would do anything to keep the kingdom safe. His actions and words proved this. "Goodbye scholar," Peter said to Wolfe before leaving.
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 3:00 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 3:04 pm
Replying now dear ~ Happy thanksgiving !
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 3:49 pm
 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 let out a grunt of disgust as he glared at White, who sauntered off without a care in the world. Such a pompous child. This ruthlessness was the very reason he hated working for the kingdom; foolish royalty who didn't realize that protecting the people meant protecting the young women as well. Whoever thought that worshipping a mindless dragon to avoid it's wrath was acceptable was no more than a spineless curr.
However, as his bitter thoughts were all good and well, he was still a bystander; equally as guilty. Whilst he stood there, the Diva would be sent to her early demise, which angered Wolfe more than anything, especially since the prince used such blackmail to get him into cooperating. When Wolfe slammed his door loudly, his face held a defeated expression as he exhaled a sigh. He was responsible for this, wasn't he?
"I'm sorry,"
Wolfe murmured lowly, feeling guilty for this girl's demise, although it hadn't happened yet. He grasped the pendant around his neck once more, holding it tightly in his large hands. He wondered what his mother would think if she saw him now.
⎾øυτøƒcαρïταlṡ: thanks for the quote. doing that will make me post faster. should i quote you too from now on? and i might double as a kingdom character, if no one else does. i think the prince is deliciously antagonistic. -smiles- ⏌
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: Thu Nov 24, 2011 4:01 pm
ooc: you can quote me if you want, but i usually check this anyways. i'll start quoting you from now on. and yay! glad you like my prince lol x3 Ｐｅｔｅｒ ♠ Ｗｈｉｔｅｔｈｅ ＰＲＩＮＣＥPeter left the building then he and the guard headed off to the "school" where they brought potential Divas. It was a white building that was kept clean and neat. There, many girls of all ages stayed where they were groomed to potentially become the next Diva. Word of the Prince's arrivals surprised the caretakers as they were not expecting another Diva to be chosen so soon. "Your Majesty, what brings you here?" one of the caretakers ask as the prince makes his way to the building. "I am here to take the next Diva. It is time for her to begin her lessons," Peter replied with a small smile. "But what about the current Diva? She still hasn't been sent off to the dragon's lair..." "She will be," Peter replied.
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 5:20 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.
She stared at the cloth like material in his hand, reaching out for it. After observing his actions, she blew into it.
Chuuu~
She arched her eyebrow, when she noticed the man staring at her so intently.
She set the handkerchief to her side, and looked up at the sky. Her eyes then shifted to the man, a more serious gaze held now. She pursed her lips, letting out an opinion about humans, through herself.
"We're often a danger to living things.. don't you agree?"
Getting up, she let out a sigh. He asked about her family, now that the thought played through her mind, she felt uneasy. These were the creatures that had slaughtered her after all, and now she slaughtered them out of fear. She questioned it all, her existence, their existence.
As she awaited his reply, she stared at a woman walking by, wearing a light blue dress. She stared at the tattered robe she wore, and pouted.
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 5:46 pm
 Luther VonEigan
He hooted again to his owl who is always listening. She hooted loudly at Wolfe and then flew out the back door back towards Luther. He looked at the girl and couldn't help but smile at how oddly adorable she was. He watched her set the handkerchief down and speak. "Who do you mean by 'we'?" Was she talking about the magical? Or something else. She stood and looked off into the distance.
He grabbed the cloth and stuffed it into his pocket. Ari was now standing where Veena was sitting. She hooted happily making herself comfortable. He noticed her looking at a women on the street and looking back down at her own clothing. She seems human, Or at least human like. He lifted up his hand and studied his fingers. He raised his thumb to his mouth and bit down on the tip with his canines. A drop of blood seeped out of the small cut. He looked at the girl and smeared the blood between that thumb and his index finger and pointed them at the girl. "Hasath Mulstro" His blood glowed brightly and seemed to lift into the air like a sparkly crimson cloud floated towards the girls garments. The cloud seeped into them and shifted her rags into the women's dress but a dark blood read color the same as he eyes. "There we go" He smiled, hoping he didn't scare her to bad. Her mind set seemed to be changing, or something like that, maybe he struck a nerve with something he said. But he wanted to keep her appeased.
Ooc: Few things. 1) Read the spell like parsel tongue. 2) Bippity Boppity Boo biggrin
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 6:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 6:21 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 7:36 pm
_________________________________________
"We're our own dragons as well as our own heroes,
and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves"
■▬▬▬▬▬ ___→ → _⊱ .: _《 VeenaDragonclaw 》 :. ⊱
________________▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬■
______________░░░░░░░░░ Thy Beast... Tis a Dragon / / x x x
Veena watched the bird perch atop his shoulder. Eyeing the feathered creature, she reached out and touched it's breast. It felt soft. Looking back up at the man, she could see the smile playing upon his face. A small smile tugged upon her lips, as she could see, he too was content. She was no longer scared of this man.
"The bird is so soft..."
A few moments later, she noticed the man before piercing his skin with his teeth. Her eyes widened as he pointed at her with the bloody finger
"What are you..."
The manner of his speech was strange, almost snake like to her. One close to her own. A small gasp came from her lips, as the crimson smoke cloud surrounded her. Magic, At the moment, her garments seemed to shift form. It was now, a dark, ruby red type color. A sparkled almost, twirling around, she jumped up and down in glee.
"It is so lovely! Thank you.."
Leaning towards him, she put the tip of her nose and lips to his face, an affectionate gesture. (almost a kiss, not quite).
"I have yet to have something so lovely.. I've seen such loveliness before.."
She saw such loveliness before, on the divas. The dress was the same color..... the color of their blood.. which she killed them. Guilt, did she feel it at all? This man..humans.. was she wrong? Were they not dangerous? Then, why would they attack her when she did nothing wrong. She felt so confused.
Shaking the thought off, and trying her best to keep a smile upon her face, she awaited his reply.
xxxx
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 7:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 8:10 pm
Luther VonEigan
Ari knew to behave as the girl went to touch her. Though it did not stop her from looking terrified. Her fingers rubbed against Ari's soft breast feathers. Ari hooted softly mimicking a hoot of affection. Luther could tell he earned the girls trust, or at least no longer seemed threatening. He was anxious to run tests on the handkerchief. Though even though it has only been a short time he was starting to like the girl. Not in any sexual way, she was just but a girl, and he didn't even like girls that way. But he couldn't help but start to feel like the girl was some kind of stray, a poor kitten that need a nice bowl of milk. He wanted to try and care for her. But first he would want to know what she is.
"I am just a simple Mage. Some would call me a Druid, others a Blood Mage. Depends who you ask." Some mages looked down upon him for using blood magic. But he only sacrifices himself for the magic, unlike others who use others. Luther only uses it when to change things. His other magic is far worse than any kind of blood magic. He doesn't use it often, but blood magic and his darker magic are his strongest types. He is a gifted Mage knowing many types of magic but specializes in those two.
"You are very welcome." He smiled."I'm glad you like it. Does it fit okay? I wasn't sure I got the size right." He watched her dance and spin around with glee. He noticed a flash of confusion on her face but went back to joy. Hmm, This girl. I must know what she is. Where is Wolfe?
Ooc: I'm gunna go to sleep. Night ^^
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 12:51 pm
 I carve the distant voice on my blank map
As I seek to whom it belongs to.
Were destined to go further, further without end.
Trying to find the fragments of my heart, I keep wandering.
“Thy frame is ancient as the days,
As Ocean large an wide,
A pride that dares, and head not praise,
A stern and silent pride:
Not that false joy that dreams content
With what our sires have won;
The blood a hero sire hath spent
Still nerves a hero’s son.”
Casey sung quietly to himself as he tore a chunk of bread from its loaf. He sat outside the city’s main gate taking a short break for his lunch; all mourning he had been traveling and his feet were sore from overuse so he supposed one was in order. The gate was a great block from the heavy afternoon sun, which was boiling this time of year. However Casey supposed the heat was better than the cold when it came to traveling so he really had no complaints. Casey bit hard into the bead chunk, grimacing as he did so. It seemed that stale bread only got staler the longer you waited to eat it. The young adventurer had been eating his last morsale slowly over the last few days, trying his best to preserve it. The walk from Bralk to Edensor took almost three day and there were no rest stops in between. Only a dense forest and a rubbish path that hardy deserved the tile of a “dirt road.”
As Casey struggled to eat his mouthful of stale bread, he very quickly realised he was already starting to miss his little home. The small farming village, the long days working in his uncle’s field, his mother’s delicious cooking laid out for him each night; it all felt so far away now. The large city was nothing like Gotling, it was big, brash, and uncomfortably busy. Casey hadn’t even stepped foot in the main gate and he was already aware of this. Just the bustling marketplace was enough to tell him that.
With a sigh Casey lazily stood. He brushed his fingers though his hair, blonde locks falling neatly into his face, and grabbed for his pack. He glared at the left over loaf with distanced, and without another thought decided he would dispose of it. Not wanting to waist it heartlessly, Casey tossed it into the lap of a sleeping bum. Stale food was better than no food after all.
For almost two weeks Casey had worked to make it to this city, to find the scholar with the answers. He was determined to find the dragon’s lair, and as far as everyone had told him, the one man that could help him lived in this city. Casey pushed all uncertainty aside and proceeded forward into the city, humming the song his mother had taught him.
I won't give up on finding you,
Whose smile has been burnt into my mind. [[Hey guyz, nice to meet you all. Sorry about my inactiveness, I suck. Fact. Anyways, If i need to change anything just let me know. Also, I'm not sure where to start, so just throw me a bone and I'll go for it. I may just go straight for the wizard~ :3 --Murr, I hate this post. It sounds really bad. My bad.--]]
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