Fundor Eater of Sheep
Committed
Mutton... human, what's the difference?
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 2000 years
Physical Description: Dragon: A truly massive ancient red wyrm, Fundor's scales have darkened with age to take on a blood red hue. Atop his head he has two massive black horns, which are swept back towards his neck, along with many more black horns all along his spine and covering his back. These spikes are not only intimidating but they serve as protection for the back of his neck.
Length: 375 ft (114.3m)
Wingspan: 937 ft (286m)
Height: 83 ft (25m)
Mortal Forms: lol
Clothes and Equipment: Dragon: Don't need any equipment.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 13:29:55 GMT -8
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Post by Fundor Eater of Sheep on Nov 27, 2015 14:53:33 GMT -8
Cloud Spear, an extremely tall mountain in the Nokari mountain range. It's namesake is derived from the fact that it's summit pierces the clouds, reaching up into the heavens beyond the clouds. The mountain is so tall that near the top the air is too thin to breath for any length of time and it is also blisteringly cold. The top of the mountain is eternally covered in snow, and buffeted by strong winds. Despite being the tallest mountain in the Nokari mountain range travelers and adventurers alike steer well clear of the mountain, due to its newest inhabitant. Deep within a cavern whose entrance is near the summit of Cloud Spear lies The Red Depths. The cavern bores nearly half-way down the mountain straight to it's core where a single cavernous chamber resides. The deeper one descends into The Red Depths the hotter the temperatures get. The main chamber within The Red Depths in the core of the mountain sits at around 150°F. The Red Depths get it's name due to the constant red light that permeates the main chamber of the cavern, due to the presence of lava in the core of the mountain. As one descends into The Red Depths the red light given off by the lava in the core of the mountain becomes more and more apparent. The main chamber of The Red Depths is about one square mile in surface area with an over head ceiling nearly five hundred feet high. All along the floor of the huge chamber there is hoards of treasure- golden coins, jewels, artifacts, and anything else that can be seen as valuable to the dragon whom hoards the treasures. In the middle of the seas of gold is a single protrusion of rock on which The Red Depth's current tenant usually slumbers upon.
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Phoenix Dove
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Physical Description: About eight inches in length. They have a dark red color, males sporting black tips on the wings, while females are a solid red. They can fly at about twenty miles per hour and can dive at seventy five miles per hour. These birds are trained for message delivery and scouting due to their high intelligence. Due to their temperature, these birds are kept in special cages to prevent accidental fires.
Registered: Jun 11, 2015 17:38:47 GMT -8
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Post by Phoenix Dove on Dec 4, 2015 20:05:42 GMT -8
A medium sized red bird would find it's way into Fundor's lair. The bird seemed to radiate extreme heat, finding itself very comfortable within the cave. The bird would screech a bit, trying to get the attention of something. The birds screech would resemble that of the Phoenix, but not as loud.
"Where are you dragon? I've got a job for you!" The bird spoke in it's screeches.
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Fundor Eater of Sheep
Committed
Mutton... human, what's the difference?
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 2000 years
Physical Description: Dragon: A truly massive ancient red wyrm, Fundor's scales have darkened with age to take on a blood red hue. Atop his head he has two massive black horns, which are swept back towards his neck, along with many more black horns all along his spine and covering his back. These spikes are not only intimidating but they serve as protection for the back of his neck.
Length: 375 ft (114.3m)
Wingspan: 937 ft (286m)
Height: 83 ft (25m)
Mortal Forms: lol
Clothes and Equipment: Dragon: Don't need any equipment.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 13:29:55 GMT -8
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Post by Fundor Eater of Sheep on Dec 4, 2015 20:39:55 GMT -8
The huge dragon would stir from where it laid on its stony perch in the midst of a sea of gold and other riches he has accumulated over 2000 years. Fundor creaked one eye open to look at the new intruder to his lair. It was just a bird though, and it seemed to talk.
Growling again he rose, turning to face the screeching bird who was but an insect before him. "What do you want bird?" he growled, smoke rising from his nostrils. He had half a mind to just snap up the bird right now, he wasn't expecting messages from anyone.
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Phoenix Dove
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Physical Description: About eight inches in length. They have a dark red color, males sporting black tips on the wings, while females are a solid red. They can fly at about twenty miles per hour and can dive at seventy five miles per hour. These birds are trained for message delivery and scouting due to their high intelligence. Due to their temperature, these birds are kept in special cages to prevent accidental fires.
Registered: Jun 11, 2015 17:38:47 GMT -8
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Post by Phoenix Dove on Dec 6, 2015 18:51:58 GMT -8
"I want you to come with me. Here's a letter, but I already know the deal." The bird chimed as it dropped a letter for the dragon to read if he could.
"They want to pay you a lot of gold and food to lead an army for them. From what i've seen, there's a lot of gold there to have. This letter really wasn't for you, but you were the better option. As a bird of fire, I would rather see you get the job than somebody else." The bird spoke as it landed on the dragons snout for a second.
The bird then lept off the snout and flew around the cave, "So you ready to have fun in some humanoid affairs for payment? Don't make me look bad, man. Did I mention there's lots of looting and destruction with the job?"
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Fundor Eater of Sheep
Committed
Mutton... human, what's the difference?
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 2000 years
Physical Description: Dragon: A truly massive ancient red wyrm, Fundor's scales have darkened with age to take on a blood red hue. Atop his head he has two massive black horns, which are swept back towards his neck, along with many more black horns all along his spine and covering his back. These spikes are not only intimidating but they serve as protection for the back of his neck.
Length: 375 ft (114.3m)
Wingspan: 937 ft (286m)
Height: 83 ft (25m)
Mortal Forms: lol
Clothes and Equipment: Dragon: Don't need any equipment.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 13:29:55 GMT -8
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Post by Fundor Eater of Sheep on Dec 6, 2015 20:37:28 GMT -8
The dragon considered the notion of gold for a moment, not moving when the bird landed on his snout. The creature was so small compared to him he probably did not notice, "Do I look like I need any more gold bird?" he asked, growling at the end of his sentence to accentuate his anger at the bird's words, which seemed to insult the dragon and his hoard. He seemed to completely ignore the letter, it was much to small for him to read at this point, so instead he burned it, shoot a spout of flame as large as a smaller dragon's fire breath to burn the parchment to ashes.
Fundor swished his tail then, like a cat would right before it was going to pounce on its prey as he eyed up the bird, when he figured the bird was scared enough he laughed, a deep rumbling sound that echoed throughout the cave, "That was a trick question, I always need more gold, and destruction sounds great to me. Where do I need to go to lead this army?
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Phoenix Dove
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Physical Description: About eight inches in length. They have a dark red color, males sporting black tips on the wings, while females are a solid red. They can fly at about twenty miles per hour and can dive at seventy five miles per hour. These birds are trained for message delivery and scouting due to their high intelligence. Due to their temperature, these birds are kept in special cages to prevent accidental fires.
Registered: Jun 11, 2015 17:38:47 GMT -8
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Post by Phoenix Dove on Dec 7, 2015 18:22:01 GMT -8
The birds feathers poofed up as a shiver ran down it's spine, "Alright, fire fucker, lets go! I'll guide you there. You'll have to turn into something smaller somehow when we get there. Dunno' what you got in mind for that, but they probably got a Magical Science Engineer that has some kind shrinking something. I thought these humans were smart for using my species to deliver messages, but when I seen their magical advancements, it was wilder than any mushroom trip in those woods to the south that are extremely misty...and that's a trip.."
"Destruction is right this way!" The bird took off out the cave, dropping a bird dropping that it dared not drop in the dragons cave; he was almost dinner.
<Exit to The Phoenix State - Vauc Berheemius>
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 18, 2015 0:05:54 GMT -8
(Time skip to after Jun's training with Lum'Valia)
The horse-sized black crow was struggling to flap its wings against the thin air. Meanwhile Jun was becoming light-headed. "Cold... cold... cold..." She was wearing a thick fur coat over her armor, but even then her defenses were getting overwhelmed.
One advantage she did have was her headpiece, which with its holy properties actually helped her cells continue to metabolize normally even with the reduced oxygen levels. But even so, this was not a pleasant experience. She didn't dare summon flames as she did not want to risk hurting her ride.
SQUAWK! The massive demon crow was disgruntled to say the least. Jun tried her best to reassure him. "It's ok. I'll use Blueberry next time. Consider it a compliment." She carefully caressed the bird underneath its neck.
Slowly they ascended their way past several rocky outcroppings. "Ehhh... huh, it does feel kinda warm here." Then they would spot the opening to the cavern. The creature threw its massive wingspan open and landed with a thud. Jun hopped off and reached into her bag. "Ok, most of this is for Fundor but I'll give you a piece." It was a hunk of marinated mutton that had been carefully salted and wrapped. It was damn near frozen, but being in the warm cavern actually made it somewhat appetizing. Blackbean took the hunk of meat in its powerful beak and snapped it up. As he was swallowing it, Jun removed her coat, revealing her new black armor.
"Alright, you can go now. Thanks for the ride." She patted the bird's head. It squawked in maligned resignation and lightly jabbed the top of her head before disappearing into the shadows.
"OUCH!" Jun grimaced and ruffled her hair while giving the disappearing demon stink eye. (She had to appreciate the clever bird's humor though. Her so-called helmet was more of a crown, and while very effective against magic, it technically did little against physical attacks from behind). When he had left, she began to drag the meat sack down into the cavern. The temperature rapidly increased, though again her helmet gave her some protection against the elements. It also helped defrost the meat. Finally she made it to the chamber.
"Hey, Fundor! Fundor!" Her voiced echoed inside the great hall. "Goddaaaaaaaaamn." That's when she noticed the treasures everywhere. She wasn't interested in the gold itself, just very, very impressed. "It's me! The human from Merrimill! I brought you a gift!"
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Doobie du Shoobie
Dedicated
The Premier Stand Master!
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 18
Physical Description: He's a Kobold with green scales and long hair that has recently turned platinum colour.
Clothes and Equipment: Blue Mage Robes with gold trim and the Heroes Guild cape draped over one shoulder.
Allegiances: Heroes Guild, Jun of the Celadine
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: May 28, 2015 14:51:50 GMT -8
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Post by Doobie du Shoobie on Dec 18, 2015 18:05:11 GMT -8
Doobie had been holding on for his life during the trip there. After a while he stopped screaming, he really hated flying. Once at their destination, Doobie hopped down and ran for shelter from the frigid cold. "Feels nice in here. Toasty."
Doobie would help Jun carry the meat.
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Fundor Eater of Sheep
Committed
Mutton... human, what's the difference?
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 2000 years
Physical Description: Dragon: A truly massive ancient red wyrm, Fundor's scales have darkened with age to take on a blood red hue. Atop his head he has two massive black horns, which are swept back towards his neck, along with many more black horns all along his spine and covering his back. These spikes are not only intimidating but they serve as protection for the back of his neck.
Length: 375 ft (114.3m)
Wingspan: 937 ft (286m)
Height: 83 ft (25m)
Mortal Forms: lol
Clothes and Equipment: Dragon: Don't need any equipment.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 13:29:55 GMT -8
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Post by Fundor Eater of Sheep on Dec 19, 2015 14:08:05 GMT -8
In the center of the blistering hot cave filled with gold, stood a rocky outcropping, and a mass of blood red scales seemed to stir atop of it when Jun called out. This stirring was filled with a low growl, akin to the sound of an avalanche that seemed to echo throughout the cave. Fundor had been sleeping, and he was usually cranky when awakened.
Despite this, he soon got up, the huge dragon rising to his full height and peering towards where Jun and Doobie stood. With a slight leap, and lazy flap of his wings Fundor landed right in front of them, lowering his head to get a closer look, "Ah yes, I remember you, little human. I did invite you here, and it would be uncomely to eat an invited guest in my own home. Besides you also brought me a nice snack." Fundor snatched the piece of mutton up in one bite, swallowing it easily. "Hmm, mutton, my favorite, how did you know?"
Fundor then noticed Doobie, "Oh? I don't remember asking this fellow to come here, perhaps you brought me to snacks?" Fundor bared his teeth maliciously as he lowered his head closed to Doobie as if to sniff him. Fundor's teeth were easily as big as Doobie, and his breath was not very pleasant either.
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Doobie du Shoobie
Dedicated
The Premier Stand Master!
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 18
Physical Description: He's a Kobold with green scales and long hair that has recently turned platinum colour.
Clothes and Equipment: Blue Mage Robes with gold trim and the Heroes Guild cape draped over one shoulder.
Allegiances: Heroes Guild, Jun of the Celadine
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: May 28, 2015 14:51:50 GMT -8
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Post by Doobie du Shoobie on Dec 19, 2015 16:04:03 GMT -8
"EEEEEEK!" Doobie shrieks and moves behind Jun. "No way! Doobie is Jun's friend! Doobie also dragon-kin!"
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 19, 2015 16:31:17 GMT -8
Jun's eyes grew wide with alarm. She flailed her hands in front of her. "Uh... D... Doobie helped me make the mutton! He's a friend! And besides you know how disgusting kobolds taste what with all the worms and sticks and stuff they eat. Besides I can't remember the last time he bathed. You'd be better off eating a colony of lamprey eels!"
She really hoped Doobie wouldn't be offended.
"Actually, now that you mention it, you might find Doobie an interesting fellow. He's one of the few kobolds who can use magic, and on top of that he's created a revolutionary new type of construct called a Stand. You wouldn't wanna eat someone who honors his entire species, especially one that practically worships dragons, right?"
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Doobie du Shoobie
Dedicated
The Premier Stand Master!
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 18
Physical Description: He's a Kobold with green scales and long hair that has recently turned platinum colour.
Clothes and Equipment: Blue Mage Robes with gold trim and the Heroes Guild cape draped over one shoulder.
Allegiances: Heroes Guild, Jun of the Celadine
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: May 28, 2015 14:51:50 GMT -8
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Post by Doobie du Shoobie on Dec 19, 2015 20:17:59 GMT -8
Doobie grumbles but understands she's defending him. It makes him remember when he defended that farmer that shared food with him. "Yeah! Kobold and Dragon are cousins!"
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Fundor Eater of Sheep
Committed
Mutton... human, what's the difference?
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 2000 years
Physical Description: Dragon: A truly massive ancient red wyrm, Fundor's scales have darkened with age to take on a blood red hue. Atop his head he has two massive black horns, which are swept back towards his neck, along with many more black horns all along his spine and covering his back. These spikes are not only intimidating but they serve as protection for the back of his neck.
Length: 375 ft (114.3m)
Wingspan: 937 ft (286m)
Height: 83 ft (25m)
Mortal Forms: lol
Clothes and Equipment: Dragon: Don't need any equipment.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 13:29:55 GMT -8
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Post by Fundor Eater of Sheep on Dec 22, 2015 10:43:16 GMT -8
Fundor made a rumbling sound, almost like a growl. In truth this was what a dragon laughing sounded like.
"Fine I won't eat your friend, for now."
Blowing some smoke out of his nostrils he raised his head again, his fangs once again hidden by his maw. The large red dragon moved to lounge on the sea of gold coins and other treausres that made up most of the cavern's floor. He turned his head so one of his eyes could peer at them more closely on the ground. The reptilian eye with a red iris seemed to pierce right through them, as if his gaze stripped them right to the core, and they could hide no secrets under his gaze,
"I am somewhat surprised you even came here, I figured you would be too scared, or that perhaps that holy dragon would of convinced you against coming here." Fundor narrowed his eye at them then, "What did you come here to learn again?"
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 22, 2015 11:11:47 GMT -8
Jun was entranced by Fundor's massive red iris. His eyeball alone was comparable to her entire body size. She stared deep within the eyeball, admiring the smooth and glistening surface of the cornea, the clay-like texture of the iris, the black emptiness of the eternal void that was his pupil. She couldn't believe she was thinking this, but the truth is Fundor's giant eyeball was the most beautiful think she had ever beheld, more beautiful than a giant gem stone or Lum'Valia's holy scales.
"Wha..." Jun shook her head and snapped out of her trance. "Oh, right. Well, after that giant dragon destroyed Merrimill, I asked Lum'Valia to teach me a way to help protect the people I care about, and so she gave me lessons in light magic. Observe. KUN KUZ BULD!"
There were two blinding flashes of light to Jun's sides. Afterwards came a screeching sound and two massive blades, far bigger than any human could wield, materialized. They were shaped like scimitars and seemed to be made out of a translucent, luminous white stone, like a radioactive quartz if such a thing existed.
"I convinced Lum'Valia that I needed to explore all the different sides of my soul, both my good and... er... not so good sides, so she held off on teaching me holy magic so I could come here. She helped me unlock my potential for light magic, but my natural affinities are darkness and fire. So..."
Jun dismissed her swords. With a smaller screech they cracked and dissipated into small shards which faded away. "I guess... I dunno. Teach me the opposite of... that." She pointed to where her swords had faded. "I mean, you're the dragon, you're the one with all the ancient wisdom and stuff. What do you think I should learn?"
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Doobie du Shoobie
Dedicated
The Premier Stand Master!
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 18
Physical Description: He's a Kobold with green scales and long hair that has recently turned platinum colour.
Clothes and Equipment: Blue Mage Robes with gold trim and the Heroes Guild cape draped over one shoulder.
Allegiances: Heroes Guild, Jun of the Celadine
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: May 28, 2015 14:51:50 GMT -8
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Post by Doobie du Shoobie on Dec 23, 2015 17:13:16 GMT -8
Doobie sighs with relief. He looks over again at the sea of gold, wonder in his eyes. "So many riches!"
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Fundor Eater of Sheep
Committed
Mutton... human, what's the difference?
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 2000 years
Physical Description: Dragon: A truly massive ancient red wyrm, Fundor's scales have darkened with age to take on a blood red hue. Atop his head he has two massive black horns, which are swept back towards his neck, along with many more black horns all along his spine and covering his back. These spikes are not only intimidating but they serve as protection for the back of his neck.
Length: 375 ft (114.3m)
Wingspan: 937 ft (286m)
Height: 83 ft (25m)
Mortal Forms: lol
Clothes and Equipment: Dragon: Don't need any equipment.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 13:29:55 GMT -8
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Post by Fundor Eater of Sheep on Dec 23, 2015 19:32:24 GMT -8
Fundor watched curiously as she cast her light magic, summoning two luminous light magic swords, they were much like the ones Lum'valia had summoned to fight him previously, only those were made of the more potent holy magic. "A somewhat useful type of magic, to a point. Did she not teach you any draconic or anything? Hmph. Some teacher that was." He spoke in a a proud, arrogant tone now as he stood up again, eyeing Doobie now as he spoke,
"Yes, and I have every single coin accounted for, if I find anything missing you will face my wrath."
The threat was anything but veiled, and the tone Fundor used meant he would deliver on any threats he made. For now however he seemed to be thinking, "Fire and dark magic... interesting." He seemed to shake his head now, before blowing smoke out of his nostrils again, as if sighing, that seemed to be a habit he had.
"Show me some of this 'fire' magic, I suppose, the dark magic can wait until later."
And with this his red eyes would peer once again at Jun, waiting for her to do something.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 24, 2015 11:16:46 GMT -8
"Well that's good, because if you eat my friend I'll... I'll... eat... one... of... you're friends? Oiiiii..." Jun flushed at her own stupid threat as she walked towards an open space in the lair. As she walked she muttered to herself in a barely audible voice. "That was a horrible threat. Oh I'd like to see you do better. You know it'd take hundreds of years to eat one of his friends. Who asked you? Does he even have friends? Yah, make fun of the two thousand year old dragon in ear shot..."
Jun still hadn't fully recovered from Lum'Valia's mind split training.
She stood in front of the open space and took a deep breath. Her new rig made its classic whirring sound, like a winding up jet engine, as sparks of mana shot up the chains and into her arms and hands. Jun shot her palms outwards. A torrent of bright orange and red flames shot out about 150 feet, swirling and rippling as it traveled and spraying yellow embers all over the floor. Jun thrust her palms a second time and a blast of hot air cut right through the smoke and flames, dissipating them and striking a boulder with a thud. The boulder was unharmed, but glowing slightly red.
"Fire Art: Plasma Blast!" A bluish sphere of fire and energy gathered itself into her palms before flying outwards towards the boulder. It struck the boulder with a loud crack, punching a hole through it and sending cracks throughout its body. Bits of stone fragments flew everywhere and more stone crumbled off the boulder and rolled to the floor.
"These next two spells need some preparation." Jun took several deep breaths. The more breaths she took the more her body gave off a faint orange glow, until finally she was bathed in an orange aura. "Fire Art: Acetylene Beam!" She pointed at the ground. There was a loud screeching sound and a golden beam of energy shot out of her finger tip and melted its way into the stone. As she raised her finger upwards to a 90 degree angle, the beam cut its way through the stone, leaving behind a glowing red trench.
"One left." Jun took her macuahuitl and sliced the obsidian stone into her her hand. She walked towards the center of the clear space. The blood began to glow with a bright magenta. "This also counts as a dark spell". Jun thrust her palms together. Some of the blood droplets sprayed out a bit. "Fire Art: CORONAL SHOCKWAVE!"
A bubble of strange, crimson flames exploded out from her body. The bubble's final diameter was about 100 feet. It was gone in a flash, leaving behind a fairly large, though shallow, crater of broken rock around her.
"There, that's my strongest attack OH GOD OH GOD!" Jun started to smack herself in the back of the head, which had evidently caught fire. "Atatatatata...ta.. Phew." The flames quickly went out. Once again Jun's face turned red.
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Fundor Eater of Sheep
Committed
Mutton... human, what's the difference?
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 2000 years
Physical Description: Dragon: A truly massive ancient red wyrm, Fundor's scales have darkened with age to take on a blood red hue. Atop his head he has two massive black horns, which are swept back towards his neck, along with many more black horns all along his spine and covering his back. These spikes are not only intimidating but they serve as protection for the back of his neck.
Length: 375 ft (114.3m)
Wingspan: 937 ft (286m)
Height: 83 ft (25m)
Mortal Forms: lol
Clothes and Equipment: Dragon: Don't need any equipment.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 13:29:55 GMT -8
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Post by Fundor Eater of Sheep on Dec 25, 2015 20:46:07 GMT -8
Fundor watched as Jun cast her spells, a glint of perhaps curiosity and amusement glinting in his red eyes as he did so.
Her first few spells were fire magic, or a variation thereof, as Fundor noted, nothing he hasn't seen before. He noted that she seemed to gather energy with her breathing in some way, her body heating up as she gained power for her spells, but the energy was not drawn from the environment.
He was close enough to her to be in range of her final attack, but he did not move out of the way, and simple watched curiously. When she began to charge up her spell he narrowed his eyes slightly, before muttering some words in draconic,
"Lahspaan koraavut ahrk vuldak nau dii uth."
A thin ward that cast a field on the surrounding area but did not block anything seemed to emanate from Fundor then, but this ward was completely invisible and low power, a cautionary ward of diagnostic properties. Fundor had not encountered magic such as this dark magic before, so he was slightly cautious. He narrowed his eyes as he watched Jun gather up energy for the spell, the sort of energy she produced only became apparent right in the last few moments however, at which point Fundor quickly muttered the activation words,
"Vul Lu,"
The ward from before now quickly contracted to protect Fundor himself as he watched Jun closely. When the smoke cleared he found Jun in the epicenter of a crater, frantically putting out her hair which lit on fire. At this Fundor seemed to laugh, a bellowing growling sound that was altogether not very pleasant. He quickly grew serious again as he peered at Jun with his piercing red eyes, however,
"The amount of power you have at your command is quite impressive, for a human. However, not even my power can compare to the power that surrounds us in the heat of the mountain, yet you make no use of it, not even the left over energy from your previous spells. That will be the first thing I teach you."
Without another word, Fundor would stand up, rising to his impressive full height, and begin lumbering away, towards a more remote part of the cavern. If he noticed they were not following him quick enough, or didn't get the hint in the first place he would turn his head and growl lowly, and say, "Don't just stand there, follow me."
He would lead them towards an area where the ground was not covered by gold treasures, but simple bare rock. Nearby there was a small lake of lava bubbling, and a lava fall slowly poured into it. Once there, he would turn and wait for Jun and Doobie to catch up, as they undoubtedly had much shorter legs than him.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 25, 2015 21:04:14 GMT -8
Jun nervously followed the giant creature, eyeing his massive tail in case it accidentally took a swing at her. She tried not to think about the fact that Fundor could kill her and Doobie in an instant if he decided to be a jerk, or was just careless... or just sneezed.
When they came to the lava pool, Jun immediately felt the lava's heat smack her in the face. She hoped poor Doobie was ok. She looked up at Fundor nervously. "Wow, I'd sure hate to be thrown into that thing."
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Fundor Eater of Sheep
Committed
Mutton... human, what's the difference?
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: 2000 years
Physical Description: Dragon: A truly massive ancient red wyrm, Fundor's scales have darkened with age to take on a blood red hue. Atop his head he has two massive black horns, which are swept back towards his neck, along with many more black horns all along his spine and covering his back. These spikes are not only intimidating but they serve as protection for the back of his neck.
Length: 375 ft (114.3m)
Wingspan: 937 ft (286m)
Height: 83 ft (25m)
Mortal Forms: lol
Clothes and Equipment: Dragon: Don't need any equipment.
Registered: Nov 27, 2015 13:29:55 GMT -8
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Post by Fundor Eater of Sheep on Dec 26, 2015 16:23:10 GMT -8
Fundor snorted at Jun's comment before replying, "Don't worry about that for now, and when you do have to worry about it the only reason you would plunge into the lava would be due to your own incompetence." Wordlessly, Fundor shifted his form into something easier to train Jun in, a form that was as close as he could get to a human's form. The only hitch was that he was eight feet tall. He also had the same red reptilian eyes. Otherwise he was not very hard to look at. If Fundor was going to take a lesser form he would at least like to not take an ugly lesser form. "Alright, now that that's settled, I want you to take off that head piece, it blocks the heat from reaching you. Don't worry, the heat shouldn't be fatal for your feeble body. At least I am quite certain it should not be." Fundor crossed his arms as he waited for Jun to follow his instruction.
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