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 Posted: Fri Nov 08, 2013 12:36 pm
 Kumori The Shadow Magistrate ╔══════════════╗ Kumori returned to the academy through the entrance as he dismounted from Svetlana as she neighed before he walked over to Maria. "Where did Pix run off to?" He asked her as he looked around, sensing a stronger presence in the area. "Who else is here Maria?" (Techniques: ) Equipment: Stainless Steel Katana, Stainless Steel Rapier, & Stainless Steel Shurikens Side Equipment: Stainless Steel Shield. Energy: 900 Strength: 7 Speed: 5 Bag: Mepsomite Rock x1, Zertish Oil x1, Sephoric Fruits x1, Folar; Clear Leaves x1, Birchen Fruit x3, Holzin Shells x3, Glacin Crystals x2 ╚══════════════╝ "Miza! Now you will know true terror!" The Shadow of a Legendary man
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Posted: Fri Nov 08, 2013 5:43 pm
Maria
Shadowknight//Vampire//Sage
The dark female knight look over to Kumori return from his trip with a creature he was riding. "She's at the palace, I believe." Answering his first question. Her eyes trail off to the large dragon in the area, that isn't full grown with a man with. "Only Tiranus is here, training with his fellow dragon." Answering his second question. Not sure why that much concern to him, beside the fact that we have a man that has a dragon as their partner.
Her eye's then turn back to Kumori. "You may drop off all the stuff you have gathered from your journey at the lab, just as Captain Pix has mention." Reminding him, figure that's the reason he's so high up of knowing were she is.
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Posted: Fri Nov 08, 2013 6:05 pm
Kumori The Shadow Magistrate ╔══════════════╗ Kumori nodded before he got up and moved off towards the lab back on his steed. (Exits) (Techniques: ) Equipment: Stainless Steel Katana, Stainless Steel Rapier, & Stainless Steel Shurikens Side Equipment: Stainless Steel Shield. Energy: 900 Strength: 7 Speed: 5 Bag: Mepsomite Rock x1, Zertish Oil x1, Sephoric Fruits x1, Folar; Clear Leaves x1, Birchen Fruit x3, Holzin Shells x3, Glacin Crystals x2 ╚══════════════╝ "Miza! Now you will know true terror!" The Shadow of a Legendary man
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 7:15 pm
 Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Trainee | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 350/350 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of Narathos
Favnir entered the area, seemed this is were Yuran Soldiers did their training. Something had caught his eye, a Dragon. He approached the dragon and kneeled "Hail great wurm!" he said respectfully.
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 7:54 pm
簡 Tiranus 簡
The God Of War • Rank: Novice
• bloodline: Pagan
• Class: Dragoon
• currently equipped: full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture)
• feeling: calm
• Condition: normal
• Weapons: Spear, Greatsword (Same greatsword in picture)
 Deadly
Exalted
Merciless?  ((Lol Favnir can't see Ty right now, he's being covered by Vex's wing and tail.))
After a few hours of sleep, the pagan slowly awoke from his deep slumber, yawning and stretching underneath his companion's wing. Good morning, little one. The dragon would state cheerfully in Tiranus's mind. Tiranus chuckled, responding telepathically. little one? I am a god, not exactly little. he would state jokingly to vexion, who chuckled as well. While that may be so, you're still rather small in stature compared to me. The dragon replied wryly. That is true enough my friend... and to think you will only get bigger. He said to Vexion, before the dragon lifted it's wing. As it did so, Tiranus would graciously stand, midafternoon sun glittering in a bright outline behind him as he did so. Slowly, the man would begin to put on the remaining dragonbone armor he had unequipped. This included his chestplate, leggings, spaulders, and gauntlets. As he tightened some of his armor up, he saw the draconian kneeling. Vexion smiled slightly, before speaking in a low, booming powerful voice, shiny silvery eyes hovering over Favnir. "Rise, dragon kin. Your name, might I ask?" Vexion would ask as Tiranus finished tightening up his dragon bone armor. His caramel brown eyes would survey the draconian in front of him, trying to figure out anything about him. Well he looks strong... though that's not surprising for a draconian. Tiranus would think simply, though he couldn't figure out much about the draconian besides that. Perhaps he was a martial artist; after all, he carried no obvious weapons or armor. Battle Theme - Invincible Theme Song - Heart of Courage Vexion • Strength: 10
• Speed: 10
• Energy: 550/550
• Vexion's strength & Speed: 7/8
• Vexion's energy: 900/900 "Some see the blade as an extension of their body... My blade is an extension of my will. And my will is for you to die." 
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 8:48 pm
Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Trainee | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 350/350 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of Narathos
Favnir eyed the human as he rose. He looked back to the dragon "I am Favnir" he said to Vexion. He looked to the human again his hate swirling but yet he seemed not human, something greater. He was just not sure what it was.
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 9:02 pm
簡 Tiranus 簡
The God Of War • Rank: Novice
• bloodline: Pagan
• Class: Dragoon
• currently equipped: full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture)
• feeling: calm
• Condition: normal
• Weapons: Spear, Greatsword (Same greatsword in picture)
Deadly
Exalted
Merciless? As Favnir replied to Vexion, the dragon nodded. "Nice to meet you Favnir. I am Vexion the Eternal, Guardian of Tiranus. Do you have official business with us, or did you merely come to sightsee?" The dragon would ask in a lighthearted tone, meaning no harm by his little joke, trying to lighten the mood between the two warriors; one a dragon, and the other a dragonslayer. Tiranus's straight and to the point attitude was beginning to rub off on Vexion. The mid day sun shone brightly behind him like a bright white halo, the breeze making his dreadlocks sway slightly. He would continue to look at the dragon's glare with a curious, yet blank stare of his own. Vexion, I do not like the way he looks at me. It is a hostile look. If he doesn't stop, I. Will. Hurt. Him. He said simply, his gaze unwavering from Favnir. Battle Theme - Invincible Theme Song - Heart of Courage Vexion • Strength: 10
• Speed: 10
• Energy: 550/550
• Vexion's strength & Speed: 7/8
• Vexion's energy: 900/900 "Some see the blade as an extension of their body... My blade is an extension of my will. And my will is for you to die."
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 9:14 pm
Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Trainee | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 350/350 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of Narathos
Favnir looked back to Vexion and inclined his head, then shrugged at his question "I am not sure, I guess I came looking for someone to fight" he said then glanced back to Tiranus. He then again looked to Vexion "this man seems human..." he looked to Tiranus again then to Vexion "...but he seems higher" he said slightly confused.
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 9:27 pm
簡 Tiranus 簡
The God Of War • Rank: Novice
• bloodline: Pagan
• Class: Dragoon
• currently equipped: full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture)
• feeling: calm
• Condition: normal
• Weapons: Spear, Greatsword (Same greatsword in picture)
Deadly
Exalted
Merciless? Vexion smiled a large and sharp toothy grin, happy they finally got to a point. "Well then, Tiranus is your man! Never met a being that enjoys combat as much as him... though this isn't surprising, considering he is the god of war." He said, as the pagan stepped forward. "You are right. I am no mere man. I am the Pagan God of War. And if it's a fight you wish, it is a fight you shall recieve. Prepare yourself beast." He would state, walking calmly towards his weapons stuck in the ground. He would pull his favorite spear from the earth, as well as the broadsword right next to it. In one hand he held an ornate spear, and in the other a rather simple looking sword. Two other spears would pull themselves from the ground, levitating near the war god and pointing towards Favnir. "Right then, Ready when you are." He would state, nodding towards Favnir and indicating that he when he was ready he may begin. After all, in Tiranus's old empire it was customary for the one challenging to go for the first strike in a duel. It was proper ediquitte in those times... though he wasn't sure if people still followed the old rules. Battle Theme - Invincible Theme Song - Heart of Courage Vexion • Strength: 10
• Speed: 10
• Energy: 550/550
• Vexion's strength & Speed: 7/8
• Vexion's energy: 900/900 "Some see the blade as an extension of their body... My blade is an extension of my will. And my will is for you to die."
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 9:35 pm
Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Trainee | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 350/350 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of Narathos
Favnir smiled as his blood boiled for this opportunity to fight a god, a God of War no less. But he was one to make sure he was ready "Will you give me a few moments to prepare?" he asked the walked over to a nice spot and kneeled in the dirt his hands resting on his legs as he concentrated.
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 9:38 pm
A wise, old man with his helmet under arm, looks at the two men. His eyes strained with age, he smiles and rises a single hand in the air.
"Ready?"
His smile widened more.
"GO!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 9:39 pm
"Do what you will." The pagan said, waiting for the draconian to make any of the necessary preperations he needed. ((Sorry, lazy post. Just waiting for this fight to start lol))
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 10:01 pm
Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Trainee | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 325/350 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of NarathosFavnir focused on his being his entirety. He needed to be solid, toughened, ready to take a hit. After awhile he stood up brushing the dirty off his knees. He turned to Tiranus and nodded. He dashed forward starting this with Wing Chun Style. His Ki propelled him forward fast enough to leave after images. Only two shown as he closed in on Tiranus making a punch for his face. Iron Form 1/10 Used- Wing Chun Lunging Punch. Battle Theme: Unchained
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 10:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 11:13 pm
Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Trainee | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 325/350 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of NarathosFavnir growled in pain as the spears hit his scales. They didn't puncture, but they hurt like a b***h. They were gonna leave bruises, then the earth below him shook. His footing weakened by the blows from the spears, he feel on his a**. He managed to get on all fours and launch himself forward, wings flapping as he head straight for Tiranus Iron Form 2/10 Used- Gaining Air (can be used for a minor hover if I am right) Battle Theme: Unchained
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