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 Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 10:37 am
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?  The war god and his dragon would nod almost simaltaneously, satisfied with their new task. Tiranus wasn't much for defense, but he liked helping with fortifications... Especially with new technology, he was eager to see what he could put to use in defending Pronta, the city in which he was destined to rule. The war god would snap, and his spear would teleport from the ground and onto his back, the broadsword teleporting from it's original spot as well and manifest inside it's sheathe. The war god gave Devrin a small wave before Vexion began galloping across the field like a graceful panther on the hunt for it's prey. Even atop Vexion, the war god still shone with an ethereal presence, as if he commanded the very universe's attention. And then after these fortifications were done... hopefully they could get on to killing those damn orcs. Truthfully, little had been on his mind truthfully since he had been assigned the task. The war god was a blood thirsty being, as was to be expected from his pantheon. When we reach those orcish settlements, see to it that we leave none alive. Not even the children. I want none of these savages spared. Orcs breed like cockroaches, and within a few years we will have the same problem. He said to Vexion, who responded telepathically in kind. Of course. We dragons are familiar with orcs, they often try to slay us for our treasure. And don't be mad at Devrin for assigning you tasks, it's only because he trusts you. You're always such a grumpy asshat. The dragon said the last part teasingly, and the war god would chuckle in kind... of course, only the dragon was permitted to talk to him like that. He probably would have beheaded anybody else, had they tried saying something like that. If he trusts me, why won't he let me handle the orcs? He doubts our capabilities, I think. No matter, it's probably better for him to come. Then he can see our prowess in combat, hmm? The pagan replied to his maroon scaled friend. Now, it was time to go get the s**t he needed for the fortifications, as well as a building crew.
- exit 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: Mon Nov 25, 2013 10:52 pm
 DervinGoldheart
Class: Swordmaster | Bloodline: Draconian | Title: King | Rank: Adept | Str/Spd: 12/5 | Nation: Yuran | Energy: 900/900 | Clothes: Casual/CrownDevrin entered the area followed by Pix. He strolled over to the edge and looked off into the horizon.
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 11:03 pm
~☼Pix Ban☼~
Captain of Protan
item: Prismatic Opal of Clarity;
(allows the owner to see truly, discern truth from lie, and even know if someone isn't who they appear to be. Can be useful if currently hunting Sins or against Shapeshifters. If in 15 feet of the Prismatic Opal of Deception, both stones will not work until they are farther apart again.)
Weapons: A dagger and shotgun.
 ThemeRed...
A color you can't get from blending any other color.
It stands alone, like a naked flame. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
Coming up to Academy cliff behind Devrin, she look off to the open sky too with her arm grossed. The wind pick up, blowing ever so lightly as it brush agents her hair. "So are we here for the view?" Questioning the reason they are here.
▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ A little tint of red will turn other colors warmer.
But when red meets red...
you'll only get a bloody mess.Rank: Expert pool: 1950/1950 Sp/Str: 5/5 Battle Theme
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 11:19 pm
DervinGoldheart
Class: Swordmaster | Bloodline: Draconian | Title: King | Rank: Adept | Str/Spd: 12/5 | Nation: Yuran | Energy: 900/900 | Clothes: Casual/CrownDevrin looked over to Pix and shook his head "tell me, how much do you like adrenalin?" he asked her and looked back out to the horizon his hands in his pockets.
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 11:44 pm
~☼Pix Ban☼~
Captain of Protan
item: Prismatic Opal of Clarity;
(allows the owner to see truly, discern truth from lie, and even know if someone isn't who they appear to be. Can be useful if currently hunting Sins or against Shapeshifters. If in 15 feet of the Prismatic Opal of Deception, both stones will not work until they are farther apart again.)
Weapons: A dagger and shotgun.
ThemeRed...
A color you can't get from blending any other color.
It stands alone, like a naked flame. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
She raised an eye brow, looking over to him. Pix gave a light shrug. "I see it as a extreme training. When ever I need my blood pumping than reading books." She anasly said to him.
▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ A little tint of red will turn other colors warmer.
But when red meets red...
you'll only get a bloody mess.Rank: Expert pool: 1950/1950 Sp/Str: 5/5 Battle Theme
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 11:57 pm
DervinGoldheart
Class: Swordmaster | Bloodline: Draconian | Title: King | Rank: Adept | Str/Spd: 12/5 | Nation: Yuran | Energy: 900/900 | Clothes: Casual/CrownDevrin gave a smile that he was up to something. But before Pix could question it he scooped her up by the waist an launched them from the cliff. Gravity took effect and they plummeted.
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 12:38 am
~☼Pix Ban☼~
Captain of Protan
item: Prismatic Opal of Clarity;
(allows the owner to see truly, discern truth from lie, and even know if someone isn't who they appear to be. Can be useful if currently hunting Sins or against Shapeshifters. If in 15 feet of the Prismatic Opal of Deception, both stones will not work until they are farther apart again.)
Weapons: A dagger and shotgun.
ThemeRed...
A color you can't get from blending any other color.
It stands alone, like a naked flame. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
"WHAT THE F#CK ARE YOU DOING?" Pix yelled as she's been dragged along with him as they jump off the cliff. "YOU CAN'T F#CKING FLY! YOU PLANING ON TAKING ME WITH YOU?" Infuriated at him clinking onto his shirt, only remember that he couldn't use his wings yet. She doesn't have any potion to help her but she douse one Summon. The only question is why drag her off with him?
▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ A little tint of red will turn other colors warmer.
But when red meets red...
you'll only get a bloody mess.Rank: Expert pool: 1950/1950 Sp/Str: 5/5 Battle Theme
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 1:06 am
Chilling2 i am freaking dieing of laughter DervinGoldheart
Class: Swordmaster | Bloodline: Draconian | Title: King | Rank: Adept | Str/Spd: 12/5 | Nation: Yuran | Energy: 900/900 | Clothes: Casual/CrownDevrin looked at her seriously "YES LET US DIE FOR LOVE, TOGETHER, THERE IS NO HOPE!!!!!" he yelled over the wind. He let them go a few more feet before he spread his wings and slowed their decent to a halt and began flying. He looked to Pix with a big smile on his face "nah, just kidding" he said with a small chuckle.
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 1:38 am
~☼Pix Ban☼~
Captain of Protan
item: Prismatic Opal of Clarity;
(allows the owner to see truly, discern truth from lie, and even know if someone isn't who they appear to be. Can be useful if currently hunting Sins or against Shapeshifters. If in 15 feet of the Prismatic Opal of Deception, both stones will not work until they are farther apart again.)
Weapons: A dagger and shotgun.
ThemeRed...
A color you can't get from blending any other color.
It stands alone, like a naked flame. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
His little prank stunt did no good of bringing the joy of this as Pix was only more frustrated. "You f#cking a$$ hole!" Laying a punch on his chest even though he is the one holding onto you over a big drop. "Since when did you learn to fly? You were trying to f#cking scare me by hiding it tell now?!?" She pinched his chuckled cheeks, adding the more pain for her furry.
▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ A little tint of red will turn other colors warmer.
But when red meets red...
you'll only get a bloody mess.Rank: Expert pool: 1950/1950 Sp/Str: 5/5 Battle Theme
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 1:50 am
DervinGoldheart
Class: Swordmaster | Bloodline: Draconian | Title: King | Rank: Adept | Str/Spd: 12/5 | Nation: Yuran | Energy: 900/900 | Clothes: Casual/CrownDevrin still just smiled "I had time on my hands and was ready" he managed past his stretched cheeks. He continued on flying, descending down the mountain, leaving the high altitudes in favor of the lower.
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 7:18 pm
~☼Pix Ban☼~
Captain of Protan
item: Prismatic Opal of Clarity;
(allows the owner to see truly, discern truth from lie, and even know if someone isn't who they appear to be. Can be useful if currently hunting Sins or against Shapeshifters. If in 15 feet of the Prismatic Opal of Deception, both stones will not work until they are farther apart again.)
Weapons: A dagger and shotgun.
ThemeRed...
A color you can't get from blending any other color.
It stands alone, like a naked flame. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
"I swear to god I'm going to get you back." She continue grumble under her anger as she threatening him. She want to seriously kill him but she'll have pay back one day.
With a big sigh, her heated anger quickly gone away as the calming air breeze through them during the flight, wind soothing her emotion away. Looked out to the surrounding passing by as Devrin carry her through the rocky mountain, it was a not bad sight. Even being trained in a very high mountain, she's not that use to of having her feet off the floor this long.
▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ A little tint of red will turn other colors warmer.
But when red meets red...
you'll only get a bloody mess.Rank: Expert pool: 1950/1950 Sp/Str: 5/5 Battle Theme
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 7:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 9:28 am
簡 Tiranus 簡
The God Of War • Rank: Adept
• 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
Worshipped
Merciless? Tiranus soared across the mountainside atop his faithful maroon scaled dragon, idly surveying Pronta's wilderness as they approached the training area for him to pick up on a few new skills. The man wasn't entirely sure why... but he had woken up feeling a lot stronger. And on top of that, Vexion had grown. So much in fact, that the beast could rival a fully stocked and armored S.W.A.T. truck in both size and weight. The sun glinted off of crimson and silver scales as Vexion dipped down suddenly towards the ground, leveling out evenly right before they crashed into the ground and coming to a complete halt. Tiranus surveyed the other training warrior's idly before jumping off of his large beast, flipping gracefully in the air and landing in a light crouch in front of the dragon. Holding out his hand, red energy would begin to swirl about it as a large head formed over his arm. Within no time at all there was a large dragon's head of bright red energy reaching out forward connected to his fore arm. The head gave him about the reach of a spear. He then turned to a tree and thrust his arm forward. The dragon's head bit into the tree, ripping a huge chunk out of it before spitting it out.
The next skill he wanted to learn was pretty east too. crouching down quickly, the dragoon focused his energy into all of the dragon bone armor he currently had equipped. The entire set of armor quickly grew and expanded, until the war god was completely encompassed in a sphere of dragon bone protection. After a moment the war god would deactivate the skill, armor rapidly shrinking back to it's original size before continuing.
The dragoon would look at Vexion mischievously, his caramel golden eyes glinting as he hatched an idea. "Come on Vex, let's go for a ride. I've got a skill that I want to teach you." He said, hopping atop the dragon's back. The dragon roared mightily before running forward, jumping off of the ground swiftly and taking to the skies. His wings would flap, taking him higher and higher until they were way above the countryside. From here, Tiranus let go of the spike he was holding onto, and felt the sense of weightlessness as he flew backwards, barely managing to catch himself by the dragon's stail. Holding out a hand, a golden colored spear would materialize into his hand before he pointed at an extremely large boulder with the pole arm, one at least twice the size of Vexion. "Now, whip your tail forward, trust me I know what i'm doing." He shouted over the gale force winds. Without a second thought, the dragon whipped it's tail forward, and Tiranus let go of the appendage. The war god was sent flying forward like a bolt launched by a crossbow, blurring through the air at an amazing speed towards the boulder. As the tip of his spear smashed into the boulder, the war god was met with little resistance as he literally smashed right through the boulder. He landed on his feet, wiping off all of the boulder debris from his armor. Vexion landed right behind him, eyeing the man in an amused fashion. "Now... that was an impressive display my friend." the dragon said with a small chuckle. The war god simply smiled and bowed sarcastically, as if performing for an audience of people.
The war god then summoned three spears, deciding he should take the time right now to learn the newest skill in his personal style. The spears levitated, and all three stabbed downwards at the same time into a nearby mountain lion. The spears then flipped the helpless creature onto it's back, before one of them pulled out and stabbed the big cat in it's face. Tiranus then made all three of the spears dissipate, and was left holding a single spear.
Tiranus sighed as he learned the last move that he really cared to learn at the moment. Glancing over at Vexion with caramel brown hues, the war god would slowly walk back over to his reptilian companion, One of his dark skinned hands patting a single extremely large and scaled muscular thigh as he was lost in contemplation. He and Vexion were quickly growing stronger, there was no doubt about that. Then suddenly... Tiranus's back arched in pain, and after a moment the war god would drop to the floor, screaming at the top of his lungs whilst his hands scrabbled at the armor on his chest, desperately trying to rip off the chest piece. After a moment he succeeded, and Vexion knelt down protectively near his master, not quite sure what to do. The dragon felt the immense pain his master was going through, though he had no idea how to help, and it was killing him. The silver eyed beast would watch their surroundings wearily, deciding that nothing was going to sneak up on his master while he was in his current state. Tiranus finally succeeded in pulling off his chest piece, and the top layer of his skin was morphing and twisting, as if there were snakes crawling just beneath it. Just when the pagan thought the pain would be enough to kill him, it stopped all at once, as if nothing had ever happened. He looked down at his chest, and grew confused. All around his chest, back, and neck area there were black tribal like tattoos, though the reason for these tattoos was unknown to the war god for now. He simply stood up, collecting himself as he brushed off himself before he grabbed his dragonbone chestplate, re tightening it onto his chest. He sighed, before jumping on top of Vexion. The tattoos on his neck were visible, but the rest were currently blocked by his armor. We will never speak of what just occured. The war god said to his dragon firmly, still confused and paranoid as to why it had happened. The dragon then took to the skies once more, returning them both to the cliff's edge academy, which they had ventured away from to ensure they didn't hurt anybody whilst training their new skills. Battle Theme - Invincible Theme Song - Heart of Courage Vexion • Strength: 10
• Speed: 10
• Energy: 900/900
• Vexion's strength & Speed: 9/9
• Vexion's energy: 1300/1300 "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: Sun Dec 01, 2013 6:40 pm
簡 Tiranus 簡
The God Of War • Rank: Adept
• 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
Worshipped
Merciless? As dragon and dragoon alike landed with a ground shaking thud, the God of War would survey the land idly, watching many other warriors as they tried to train and reach their full potential. And it's quite sad to think... that no matter how hard anybody here trains, they'll never be as strong as I. It's quite amazing, now that I think about it. The pagan communicated telepathically to his silver and vermillion scaled companion, his thoughts echoing through the large and sophisticated mind of his partner. The dragon definitely agreed... though he wouldn't say much, but responded by nodding his head simply. He was aware of his partner's big ego, but he felt no need to stoke the flames of his arrogance. Vexion knew that Tiranus was strong, but underestimating an opponent has been the downfall of many powerful entities in the past, and if Tiranus wasn't careful, Vexion feared that they would share the same fate as those before them. Ty, you are strong, there is no question of that. But if you truly believe you are still the strongest out of everybody in Axiom, you are mistaken. I tell you this not to quarrel, but to point out a simple fact. If you were pitted against either of those tyrant's on the mountainside, can you honestly tell me you think you would come out victorious? The powerful and booming tone echoed through the dragon slayer's mind, and he sighed, his opinion re adjusting as he consented to the dragon's point. Well... i'm a work in progress. Maybe not yet, but eventually you and I WILL crush Aramil, make no mistake about that. The city was destroyed once, and so it shall be destroyed again. This time by the combined might of The God of War and his Faithful companion... who is also his dearest friend. The war god said calmly. As always, Vexion talked to him in a way that would get most mounted on a pike if they thought to talk to the pagan like that... Not only that, but the dragon had also gotten the god of war to admit he was wrong, which was another virtual impossibility. For a moment, the dragon and rider were both mentally silent, content with sitting and looking out over the cliff side at the magnificent view of the aqua blue sky. Puffy alabaster clouds passed by at eye level oddly, instead of way overhead like you would see in most nations. Then... Tiranus realized something. Where the hell is Devrin? I managed to build two walls, train everything I possibly can for my new rank, and have a ******** siezure and he's still not here. Jeez did he take the woman on a honeymoon or something? He thought to Vexion in an annoyed tone. Then, his face twisted into a smile as he realized something. He was a dragon slayer... and Yuran was a place widely renowned for it's dragons. Caramel brown hues would gaze towards the sky again as boody thoughts and epic fantasies of battle entered his brain. Vex- he began, though his telepathic message was interrupted by his dragon, who had already been surveying his thoughts. Yes Tiranus, I want to go slay some dragons. It sounds like fun. Oooff we go! The dragon said excitedly, before it would leap off of the cliff's side with the dark skinned warrior on it's back, the man looking just as majestic as the beast underneath him as the light glinted divinely off of his armor. They took off at a devastatingly fast speed towards Yuran's volcanoes, both the dragon and it's master knowing full well this was undoubtedly probably the best place in all of Axiom to find a dragon... or several dragons, as they would soon discover..
- exit Battle Theme - Invincible Theme Song - Heart of Courage Vexion • Strength: 10
• Speed: 10
• Energy: 900/900
• Vexion's strength & Speed: 9/9
• Vexion's energy: 1300/1300 "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: Mon Dec 02, 2013 7:52 pm
簡 Tiranus 簡
The God Of War • Rank: Adept
• 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
Worshipped
Merciless? Tiranus and his dragon would land upon the familiar planes of the cliff's edge academy, Vexion's claws sinking into the frozen soil as they landed. The War God would jump off of his companion, dragonbone boots sinking into the powdery snow underfoot as he landed in a low crouch. Straightening himself, ebony tendrils would wrap around his armor's fastenings as the fingers worked to separate him from the tattered dragonbone shell. He pulled it off, and told Vexion to breathe the hottest flames he could onto it. The dragon complied, flames heating up the large chest pieces until it was a molten color. Setting it on a nearby anvil, Tiranus would conjure a hammer into his hand and swiftly strike at the material, fixing the dents in it before he continued. He then pulled several different dragonbones from the satchel he had placed on Vexion's body. Each of the bones were thick and platelike in construction, perfect for mending armor like his. The dragon would superheat these bones as well, before Tiranus struggled to meld the pieces together. In a little under an hour he was done, and he set the finished piece next to a boulder to let it cool. The war god would arch his back and stretch, his bare muscles flexing as he popped several bones in his spine. He then popped his neck, before walking over to Vexion and sitting down, resting his bare back against the silver and maroon scaled beast. Pulling a pen and pad of paper from the satchel he had equipped vexion with, he began drawing. It was a slow process, but one that the god of war enjoyed. Caramel brown hues surveyed the icy landscape from an overhead vantage point, slow but determined strokes arching from the pen as he began to work. He always tried to get in every detail he could... and something just dawned on him. Tapping into his dragoon magic, he would access the dragon's sight. Instantly, his view was changed. It was literally like putting in contact lenses. Details were so much clearer... colors contrasted and brightened greatly, and everything seemed just all around more vibrant. The war god continued his little art project, the sight of his dragon enabling to see many details he wouldn't have been able to before.
((Used: dragon sight)) Battle Theme - Invincible Theme Song - Heart of Courage Vexion • Strength: 10
• Speed: 10
• Energy: 900/900
• Vexion's strength & Speed: 9/9
• Vexion's energy: 1300/1300 "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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