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 Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 11:29 pm
After hearing the explaination, Kunjiro nodded and raised up his hand. There was something that the teacher did not mention, and that was the height and the weight of red dragons. "Sir, can you please tell me how tall red dragons are?"
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 1:45 am
"Oh! Um, sorry. Wyrmlings start off at medium, very young, young, and juveniles are all large, young adults, adults, and mature adults are huge, old, very old, ancient, and Wyrm are all gargantuan, and finally Great Wyrms are colossal. As you can see, red dragons are among the biggest kinds." He finished, blushing slightly at having forgoten a bit of it.
Meanwhile the dragon behind him only smiled as if she thought he deserved the embaressment and far more for speaking so rudely about her.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 3:38 am
King licked his lips, having completely taken care of the sandwich he was given earlier. Looking around him(perhaps for more), the tyrannosaur caught sight of the red dragon and chirred good-naturedly.
Now that's a pretty face.
You think so? Rex grinned, waving up at the dragoness on behalf of King.
Isn't it? She's far better looking than the previous ones...
Oho, is it now? So... Rex's grin widened, and his eyes wandered sideways to his brother for a moment. You like her?
King snorted, saying no more and prompting a laughing snort from Rex. The tyrannosaur huffed, and turned his gaze away.
Rex chuckled, and returned his gaze to Syzdothyx. He smiled politely at the dragoness, but made no comments or anything else. He wasn't one to tease someone for long.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 2:18 pm
Syzdothyx looked down at the wave, her smirk widening slightly as she held her head up higher in the proudest, most elegent way possible.
Salem couldn't help but smile. Good. The lesson was going more smoothly then before. Good, good. "Alright, is there any final questions about the reds?"
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 4:26 pm
'Ask him what's the chemical make up of a dragon?'
' I am not going to ask him that Albert S. Debuea.' Aphrodite shook her head sighing as huffed, getting comfortable in Rex's hand. Despite being infront of so many collosal sized creatues... she couldn't help but feel safe. Raising her hand, she took a deep breath. "What's the range of their breath weapon?"
'Then ask him later.' He shook his head and sighed.
Diemos on the other hand was extremely interested in the red dragon, mainly due to it's alignment to fire like himself. Though still neglecting his notes, he still absorbed the information... remembering he still had an essay due for Magic Class, pshh.
[ Jizzy has given me the ok to RP as Deimos in classes until she gets back. ]
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 6:07 pm
Salem blinked, not expecting that one. "Well... Dragon breath weapons come in two types, a line or a cone. A line takes up a five by five foot space while a cone is as tall and wide as it is long. When it comes to line breath weapons, tiny dragons can attack up to 30' away, small ones 40', medium ones 60', large 80', huge 100', gargantuan 120', and colossal 140'. Dragons that use cones, like red dragons span 15' when tiny, small ones 20', medium 30', large 40', huge 50', gargantuan 60', and colossal 70'. They each have their ups and downs. The one's that use lines can reach targets that are farther away, but the ones that use cones can attack several people before them despite the fact they have to be closer. Alright. Anyone else before I move on?"
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 4:19 pm
"Alright, sense there seems to be no more questions for Syzdothyx or the rest of the red dragons, we'll move on to our last chromatic dragon, the white."
With that the lovely and proud red dragon was replaced with white one. The one looked nothing short a vicious, already glaring at each child with nothing short of soul chilling hate.
"This is Laximyrkcion everyone. Anyway, one to general whites. Among the smallest and least intelligent (this got quite a nasty glare at him) of dragonkind, most white dragons are simply animalistic predators.Their faces express single-minded ferocity rather than the shrewdness of their more powerful kin.
The scales of a wyrmling white dragon glisten like mirrors. As the dragon ages, the sheen disappears, and by very old age, scales of pale blue and light gray are mixed in with the white. A white dragon is distinguished by a beaked, crested head and is accompanied by a crisp, faintly chemichal odor.
White dragons' lairs are usually icy caves and deep subterranean chambers that open away from the warming rays of the sun. They store all of their treasure within the lair, preferably in caverns coated in ice, which reflects the gems. White dragons are especially fond of diamonds.
Although white dragons, as all others, are able to eat nearly anything, they are very particular and will consume only food that has been frozen. Usually a dragon devours a creature killed by its breath weapon while the carcass is still stiff and frigid. It buries other kills in snowbanks until they are suitably frozen.
White dragons' natural enemies are frost giants, who kill the dragons for food and armor and capture them to use as guards.
White dragons prefer sudden assaults, swooping down from aloft or bursting from beneath water, snow, or ice. They loose their breath weapon, then try to knock out a single opponent with a follow-up attack.
A white dragon has one type of breath weapon, a cone of cold. They also have the ability of Icewalking, Freezing Fog, Fog Cloud, Gust of Wind, Wall of Ice and Control Weather.
Finally, wyrmlings are tiny, very young are small, young and juvenile are medium, young adults and adults are large, mature adults, old, very old, and ancient are all huge, and wyrms and great wyrms are gargantuan."
By this point the dragon behind him looked nothing short of murderous! She spread her wings and roared at the top of her lungs before taking in a deep breath and, sure enough before anything else, used her breath weapon upon Salem, the icey breath not so much as cooling the air nor causing a breeze. It did however look quite scary.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 11:45 pm
"Wow, all the dragons have complicated names," Kunjiro thought, staring at the white dragon, feeling amazed. The boy sat and listened attentively to Salem.
After Salem explained Kunjiro stared at the dragon in fear. He moved closer to Rex and the others. Surely he would have a nightmare tonight after the class......
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 4:25 pm
Salem looked over his shoulder annoyed before speaking to the dragon. "Laximyrkcion! Behave. Gairbith over there has killed dragons far more formitable then you."
It seemed odd to threaten the life of something that was nothing but a memory, but it seemed to have worked. The white dragon was looking nervously at the much larger chaos dragon laying near by. Seems white dragons really weren't the brightest of dragons...
Gairbith couldn't help but smile, knowing very well what Salem was doing. Desiding to back up his friend he raised his head from it's lazy perch on his wrists and narrowed his glowing eyes, growling softly as he beared his sharp fangs. His odd wings spread themselves to make him look even bigger then he already was as he snarled before quieting down and silently glaring at the smaller white dragon. As friendly and kind as the scared up dragon had been it seemed he could be quite fearsome when he wanted. Judging by all the scars covering his body, he wasn't bluffing about his strength in the least.
Salem turned his attention back to the students as he saw the white dragon slowly back up to the side of the circle he was trapped within farthest from Gairbith. "So! Any questions about white dragons?"
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 5:55 pm
After some time thinking, Kunjiro immediately raised his hand as high ans possible, hoping that Salem would notice. "I have one sir," said the kid. "What is the lifespan of white dragons?" he asked with a smile.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 6:14 pm
He smiled down at Kunjiro before answering. "White dragons have the shortest lifespan of all the true dragons. They enter Twilight at about the age of 2,100." He answered simply, "Black dragons live for 2,200, blue and greens live 2,300, reds live 2,500, brass 3,200, copper 3,400, bronze 3,800, silver 4,200, and golds live for 4,400. Anything else?"
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Posted: Sat May 27, 2006 5:54 am
"Oh," said Kunjiro, feeling amazed at the lifespans of each dragon. "Then I guess that's all from me sir," he continued, turning at the other students before turning back to Salem. "Thank you," he said, not forgetting his manners.
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 2:28 pm
"What kind of abilites dragons share.. besides all having a breath weapon?" The small wasp asked, her hand raised.
After letting his mind wander for sometime, Aphrodite's question caught his attention. Yeah, what other things could dragons do beside be big, fly, and breath fire? ...Well, that proved how much he was paying attention.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 2:33 am
"Well... All dragons have superbly adapted vision for hunting, which allows them excellent depth perception as well as perioheral vision. Well... As long as they have both eyes, unlike Gairbith over there..." He looked over at his friend before continuing. "They also see very well in the dark. They have a sense of smell nearly as well developed as its vision. They can smell not only with their nose, but also their tongue, like snakes do. Their hearing is about as good as what you and I have. All dragons have an ability called 'blindsense'. This is the ability to feel the things around them, hense, being able to feel someone sneaking up on them, even if they are invisable. They could even sense things underground! They have a very sensative sense of taste as well, able to taste even the slightest difference between something. Because of their thick scales, however, they don't feel very much when they get older and their scales thicker. All dragons have the ability to fly. All dragons have a breath weapon, though they have different ones, depending on the dragon. All dragons have a frightful presence once they get to a certain age. All dragons are immune to at least one type of energy, usually the same type the dragon uses for it's breath weapon. They have superb internal temperature regulation so they never feel hot or cold.They are also are immune to spells that are meant to put them to sleep or cause paralysis. They also have a great resistance to physical blows. All dragons develope the ability to use magic, though just what spells varies from dragon to dragon. All dragons feel the need to gather a hoard. Um... All of them can speak Draconic at birth. Dragons have a religion, though they warship different gods and goddesses within this religion. I think that's about it..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 12:31 am
Salem lost Deimos as he started babbling about religion. Pah, he already was having trouble with one god... why must he leanr more about others? Though, what information seemed interesting or... needed he took in, though his paper was as blank as it started, with of course a few doodles here and there when he drifted in and out of attention.
On the other hand, Aprhodite absorbed the information like a sponge. nodding she took in the knowledge, only hoping that Al wrote it all down. Smiling she looked up at Rex, taking a deep breath, shaking her head quickly she turned her attention back to Salem as she heard the tidbit about how dragons were immune to sleep spells. "Dragons are immune to sleep and paralysis spells just like Elves? Also, besides the black dragon which are immune to poisons... and is it true that the strongest posions are made from dragon poo?"
Al blinked, shaking his head as he wrote down all the notes that spewed forth from the face hole on Salem's face, sputtering to a stop when she asked such an odd.. and icky question. "Ugh."
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