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OOC: *snickers at the goings on* You know...Eventually, i'm going to have Drakian wake up...It's getting boring since he's still wallowing...

"Oh Shi....."Andrea groaned before the roar cut her off. There was no way around it now, he'd need to cut loose entirely to handle both of them, she'd have to risk that these men wouldn't recognize Kijin tactics. She ignored the intense heat of the Dragon's blood on her flesh, it would take slightly more for her inhuman heritage to feel that pain. Like getting swatted by one of the powerful opponents, or grazed by their razor sharp scales and claws. Her hand's warmed further as she powered up two ki blasts in either palm. THe crackles of electircity ignited her arms in a wreath of flame and she sent each blast towards the dragons eyes, even if they missed their intended mark, chances were the blows would still injure blunt trauma if they hit.

"HEY! WAKE UP YOU GODDESS-DAMMED FILTHY LAZY DRUNK!!!!YOUR RENT'S PAST DUE!" Screamed the landlord pounding on the door. Drakian Knightmage groaned feebly, placing his hands over his ears. The manager inhaled, regaining his color to lose the purple haze of his face. Then he pulled the jangling keys from his belt and fit it in the lock. It didn't turn. The landlord regarded this for a moment. THen his face simmered again. "DAMNIT!!!!! I TOLD YOU NOT TO CHANGE THE LOCKS!!!!" Drakian cringed again at the man's shrill voice, then leapt out the window, his large wings gliding effortlessly as he landed. The place wasn't worth it anyway Drakian scratched at his thick beard. I should have taken a shower first He was squinting against the harsh daylight and his pupils had narrowed to slits. Now to find a good tree to sleep in. He considered, shifting the wieght of the knapsack on his shoulder. It was filled mostly with liquor bottles, with a spare chage of clothes he hadn't worn in months(so they were still clean), and a pair of boots, unnecessary as he was in his full form, and his talons could fand for themselves. Maybe after his nap, he'd find a stream to wash in...

*at the sense of the stranger the little dragon vanished in an instant. the stranger was unexpected, hmmmm. he looked upset. okay, time for a little mini-dragon behavior. she appeared before him, her tiny head only inches from his and chitted at him as only a tiny creature could like he just did something wrong. in fact he did. but the minute he made an move she vanished to hid behind the girl, her little body pretending to shake in fear*

((*griins* me? get away with things? I would never..... wink ))

OOC: just a note, Faea's minidragon form would be recognized as a shapeshifter in form as Natural Minidragons are only green(male) or grey (female) however shapeshifters often are prone to retain a recurring color unique to themselves. For instance Tanya Knightmage held varying shades of purple in every transformation she made unless she made an extreme effort to keep a normal color. Also, very rarely will their eyes change in any degree, for instance a character who will appear in some time will be discovered to be a full-dragon in form. His eyes are green with slit pupils so he wears sunglasses and he dyes his hair entirely black to hide red streaks(and his grey hairs...hee hee, he's old) And both his name and appearence bear an extreme similarity to another character in this rp already...In any case he's the Draconic heir and that's all the information i'm going to give about him.

I/C
Drakian's snooze was rudely interrupted by the snarling of feral dragons. He did not feel like bothering with it and slipped out of his tree, sniffing the air for water and trying not to gag on his own eye-watering stench. Upon finding a stream he shed his filth encrusted clothing into the water and climbed in. He grinned at the warmth of the water. Ahhh, a hot spring After being sure he was as thoroughly clean as he could he climbed out of the water and pulled a small knife from his pack. he grabbed one matted shank of his hair and cut. Then again and again, until his hair was a short choppy level, mostly free of entanglements, then he sawed off his beard, resharpened the blade, and shaved as closely as he could, though a rough stubble remained. He didn't mind though, his five-o-clock shadow gave him the sexy title of a 'rugged' man. The he changed to a completely human form, dressed, and put on his boots, feeling almost a new man.

"Hmm...I guess nothing died after all. Only a drunk...*sigh* And i'm hungry for something meaty..all my jerky's gone." Laments the voice of a young girl. Drakian whirls, caught unawares by the presence of another being. He was doubly surprised by the fact she was standing next to a huge piebald/skewbald draft horse. Then he saw the girl herself for the first time. She wasn't very tall considering the Matritian standard, but she was odd. For one, he couldn't sense an aura from her, and for another, she was entirely covered in grey-brown striped fur, and a pair of glasses were perched upon her thick pointed muzzle. The wind shifted directions and the Hyaenthrope sniffed the air. He didn't need her announcement to recognize the scent on the beeze. "Smells like dragon's and Gadmir's blood. Oh, and people...ish."

Eric stared at her intently when she claimed no knowledge of the town of Parte, after a moment of assessment he decided she was telling the truth. "Oh thank Jianre!" He whispered fervently, sinking to the ground in relief and dropping his head into his hands. "I'm not sure I could bear any more citizens of Parte right now." He glanced up at her again, and noted that she didn't seem as at ease as he was starting to feel. "Oh, don't worry, I won't hurt you or anything." He smiled wanely. "As long as you aren't affiliated with Parte you're fine in my books."

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OOC: Ummmm....when is the dragon going to react to the ki blasts? i kinda want the dragon closer to being dead by the time Drakian shows up there....He's currently unarmed, and still very hungover.

OOC: SHould Misopan and Dyonisu *pop* in soon? They appear apart from all the other parties first anyway, then meet Kuri's dad and the wierd dragon-were type guy from another dimension. Those two will prolly be NPC's since they leave as soon as they meet Aurum the bounty hunter (i changed the name since it fits the character slightly better and so he wont get confused with Angel's Auron (though someone would confuse them if they both were at the same place.... idea confused smile biggrin 3nodding