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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2015 19:19:42 GMT -8
When Max initially approached it in a friendly manner it stayed there watching. The tiny dragon attempted to take flight as the sand crept onto it but failed and the result of it now being trapped besides the head and neck it took advantage of the loose head. It's mouth opened and thick green smoke exhaled from it's mouth covering itself in acidic toxic smog, which would surely burn anyone's internal organs if to much of it was inhaled. To it surprise the group began to fight eachother. During this time the smog slowly dissipated. Suddenly it unexpectedly had been moved to the center of the group but rather than speaking to the group who confronted it, it spoke to Asadobres whilest moving toward her.
"Kii re wux ressan mrith nomenoi skav?!?!" It's toned sounded quite upset. Once the Garden dragon finished his little shout at Asadobres he turned around.
"Why this?"
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Engara
Established
Roleplay posts: 38 
Age: 12
Physical Description: Height: 5'3"
Weight: 135 pounds
Pale skin with black markings on skin.
Clothes and Equipment: Currently a rhino skin coat is his only excess piece of clothing besides his pants and shoes. He has a few throwing stars, but nothing else.
Registered: May 14, 2015 20:40:34 GMT -8
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Post by Engara on Aug 23, 2015 19:33:38 GMT -8
"Why this? You ate one of our people. At least you get the chance to explain, he didn't. I personally didn't want to be eaten. I'd expect the same response from you if the tables were turned." Engara spoke, he tone reverting back to normal, "So can we agree that nobody else gets eaten and move on and answer these peoples questions?"
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Asadobres
Committed
Roleplay posts: 83 
Age: 30
Physical Description: A young dragon by all means. Coated in silver scales with claws and horns that look like obsidian. Small frame to be faster and more agile in the air but weaker physically. Her wings when spread are saphiric blue.
Her humanoid form looks like a young elf girl, with white hair and blue eyes. It took time and a lot of practice but her humanoid guise is finally perfected.
Clothes and Equipment: A saddle made by leiron out of many different kinds of leathers. It was well designed through trial and error. She accepts the extra quivers and saddle bags, the weight will make her faster and stronger should they be removed.
In her human form she often wears a light cloth dress that Leiron makes her wear, though she doesn't understand why.
Registered: Jun 30, 2015 19:46:52 GMT -8
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Post by Asadobres on Aug 23, 2015 19:47:12 GMT -8
Asadobres racked her brain to respond, somewhere inside she could understand the dragon tounge, but she had never spoken it. After a moment she spoke, a light voice for a dragon, "svihelen." She looked at Leiron when she said the word.
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Chop The Dog
Established
*Bark!*
Roleplay posts: 18
Physical Description: Chop the dog
A Golden Retriever.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a worn leathery collar that has a tin plate with a single word imprinted on it: ‘Chop'
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 14:57:04 GMT -8
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Post by Chop The Dog on Aug 24, 2015 5:50:28 GMT -8
Nom nom nom...
Chop had taken refuged on the sand next to The Blue Lady, as they both seemed to have similar interests. While the group was cracking from the seams, Chop had fetched his meat from the sand and was munching away with glee.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Aug 24, 2015 13:24:43 GMT -8
"Err," Ralf tried to figure out the best way to talk to a dragon, "you're eating one of our own it seems. Naturally, we're a little surprised. But... if you'd listen to us... maybe we don't need to be so hostile."
Ralf was willing to use diplomacy, but he kept his guard up in case the dragon tried anything funny.
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max
Committed
Roleplay posts: 71
Registered: Jul 25, 2015 13:03:02 GMT -8
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Post by max on Aug 24, 2015 21:27:08 GMT -8
''We've been sent here on a mission by some mysterious spooky spooky traveler mage or something, are you supposed to deliver something to us or not?''
Quick and straight to the point. He was sick and tired of all the diversions, the shenanigans and complication, he just wanted to get the job done.
Max kept his blade in hand just in case, although he was more afeared Engara would pull something than the dragon.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 7:57:47 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Aug 26, 2015 9:14:17 GMT -8
He nodded to Asadobres, acknowledging her.
"Many kinds of people have eaten us as we have eaten you, it is a balance of life." It was true in both cases.
"I have nothing of importance to deliver besides my services, perhaps you seek the Great One?" The dragon asked this rather than going for the city, mainly those guarding it were unlikely to allow the group to pass without some sort of greater reputation with a better dragon.
"She is no part of our government, but highly respected nonetheless. I could take you there, but I need to attend to my love first." He stretched out his arms and legs, it would be a fairly long walk.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Aug 26, 2015 9:48:17 GMT -8
"Yes," Ralf said, walking a little closer to the dragon. He sheathed his sword and lowered his shield. "If this 'Great One' can give us some answers, or point us in the direction of some answers, then I suppose that's as good a place to start."
Ralf looked at the others and nodded, relieved that this didn't turn into some unnecessary fight. He followed the dragon as he walked to its destination: his 'love'.
Then again, he could be leading us to his home, where he and his 'love' could eat us. Only one way to find out, he thought. He looked behind him and winked at the others, "stay sharp."
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Aug 26, 2015 10:07:26 GMT -8
"Want us to wait here?" Rani didn't really want to follow a dragon to it's love, and possibly witness sexy times.
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Hirhan
Dedicated
Braving the desert heat in search of ancient relics.
Roleplay posts: 107
Age: 50
Physical Description: Weathered, serious looking (though in actuality not serious at all). Tall and lanky.
Clothes and Equipment: >A well worn robe favored by lecturers.
>Several weighty tomes, filled with information on the arcane. >Heavily bookmarked and earmarked, well used.
>A journal and accompanying scribe's toolkit.
>A rod of polished rosewood wood carved with arcane sigils. This blasting rod allows fine control, and helps Hirhan to channel more energy than he normally could.
>A medallion, featuring a pair of carved hands. This trinket helps absorb incoming missiles, and is somewhat effective at blocking magical attacks. Useless in a melee.
>A pouch of coins.
>A pair of glasses covered in lenses, which allow him to see that which mortal eyes cannot view.
>A vambrace which can store a single spell of later casting.
>An athame.
Player's online availability : Lol
Registered: Jul 30, 2015 17:28:46 GMT -8
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Post by Hirhan on Aug 26, 2015 12:25:55 GMT -8
The fiend's words chilled Hirhan's spine. Releasing the daemon would be easy, but containing it for long enough to transfer it and subdue it... he would need strong wards and a perfect binding circle, two things that are rather difficult to create in the middle of a fight. He would have to plan ahead if he had a chance of defeating the fiend. The dragon spoke, mentioning a Great One .
"Yes, take us to this being at once!"
Hirhan gave the garden dragon a short bow before he sheathed his blasting rod.
He would follow the dragon with Ralf. If Engara followed he would give him a deathglare. He didn't want the kid following them, and it was evident that the daemon had his own purposes on the island. If they had any luck a dragon would eat him or something.
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Leiron
Dedicated
...
Roleplay posts: 196
Age: 23
Physical Description: The elf was of tanned skin, his hair was brushed back and so blonde it seemed white. He had a scar that started under his right eye and ended half way down his angular face. His cheekbones were high and his face long. His upper body was much bulkier than other elves she had known but his legs were just as gangly. Though you could hardly tell with the thickness of his grieves. Looking at his eyes, they are large like most elves. Silver with ring of blue around his pupil
Clothes and Equipment: ________________________________________________________
Leiron wears a long green sleeved tunic and faded black cloth trousers. Over them he wears bracers, a jerkin with leather scales on hte chest shoulders and arms, boot greaves, and 2 leg satchels, and 3 belts. All are dark brown leather with elvish designs pressed into them. He also has a full helm made of the same material and elvish design. They all have black fur accents except the belts. Over his armor is long, black, cloth gilet which has some elvish embroidery on the edges and black fur and leather over its shoulders. Each belt has a purpose. One belt hangs slightly to the left and holds the scabbard for his sword. Another belt hangs to the right and holds a quiver. and the last and widest (6 inches wide) belt simply holds up his pants... and provides a bit of extra armor.
He has an elvish long sword sheathed at his left hip. a longbow rests across a small shield on his back. Both of which are of elvish design. A mythril spear 6" in length
Registered: Jun 12, 2015 13:24:52 GMT -8
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Post by Leiron on Aug 26, 2015 18:39:29 GMT -8
Leiron spoke up once more. "Then we go. And hope she does not eat us." He assumed this great one would be too much for the group to handle even with Asadobres in tow.
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Aug 27, 2015 12:38:59 GMT -8
Rani had started cooking a third fish and groaned when it was decided they should all go. She would leave camp last, waiting for the right moment for her fish to cook to her liking then running to catch up.
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Chop The Dog
Established
*Bark!*
Roleplay posts: 18
Physical Description: Chop the dog
A Golden Retriever.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a worn leathery collar that has a tin plate with a single word imprinted on it: ‘Chop'
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 14:57:04 GMT -8
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Post by Chop The Dog on Aug 30, 2015 13:27:56 GMT -8
Chop would stick to the Blue Lady like glue, begging for treats every chance he got, even going so far as doing that whole "roll over" routine, that he only used in special occasions.
Eventually, he would join the others, greeting them with a woof and exited jumping when he finally caught up.
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Engara
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: 12
Physical Description: Height: 5'3"
Weight: 135 pounds
Pale skin with black markings on skin.
Clothes and Equipment: Currently a rhino skin coat is his only excess piece of clothing besides his pants and shoes. He has a few throwing stars, but nothing else.
Registered: May 14, 2015 20:40:34 GMT -8
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Post by Engara on Aug 31, 2015 7:23:56 GMT -8
Engara worried very little about Hirhan and his glare, simply smirking in response to his glare, "I'm going with. You all might not like me and vice versa, but we all need answers and one more bit of power could save us or break us. Plus I don't want you all to die alone if the dragon attacks, i'd like to bury you myself."
Sarcasm filled his voice when he spoke. Sampson would decide to hang with Chop and Rani. He'd watch the dog try to earn treats, and if it worked, Sampson would do the same.
Sampson would speak to Chop, "Is it really that easy?! Rolling over and big eyes for treats?! I could learn a lot from you!"
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Rani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 252
Age: 20
Physical Description: Light blue skin, Long red hair, blue eyes, has two small tusks
5'11"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a sexy genie/belly dancer-like outfit with a veil and harem pants with slits on the thighs and such.
Flameburst Gauntlet: A mithril gauntlet that enhances fire magic.
Band of Nati: A shred of cloth colored vivid green with the blood of the infant nature god. Has healing properties and glows in the dark.
In her bag she carries lots of random objects that she uses as reagents, or they're junk.
Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: Jun 19, 2015 14:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Rani on Aug 31, 2015 11:29:28 GMT -8
Rani saw what they were trying to do, but this fish was hers! "Sorry, but dis one is mine, beasties."
She finished eating her fish and picked her teeth with the stick. Afterward she would wipe her tusks with her fingers checking that they are clean.
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Chop The Dog
Established
*Bark!*
Roleplay posts: 18
Physical Description: Chop the dog
A Golden Retriever.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a worn leathery collar that has a tin plate with a single word imprinted on it: ‘Chop'
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 14:57:04 GMT -8
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Post by Chop The Dog on Aug 31, 2015 11:43:24 GMT -8
Bummer.
Bummerbummerbummer...
After Chop realised that he could not quench his hunger by begging from the Blue Lady, he decided to play tag with the monkey while they were catching up to the others.
"Yeah! It usually works! This one was just mean... Come on, I'll race you to the others! They went..." *sniff sniff* "This-a-way!" Chop started running with goofy grin, his tongue flapping frantically out from his mouth.
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Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf
Dedicated
Varan Adventurer
Roleplay posts: 299
Age: 25
Physical Description: An athletically-built man weighing 160 lbs and standing 6 feet high. He has fierce blue eyes set into a wolfish face. His dark brown hair is usually pulled back into a braid on the back of his head. Well-groomed facial hair, for which he is proud of, covers the bottom half of his face.
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Clothes and Equipment: Ralf's primary possessions include his Hirhanic Shield, Mariah's Dagger, his Ancestral Sword, and his Ki'Gar.
The Hirhanic Shield is able to absorb various forms of energy: physical, magical, or otherwise. He can release this energy in the form of shockwaves on command. This item was a gift from his friend Hirhan.
Mariah's Dagger was looted from Mariah's corpse in Aozora. The dagger is able to absorb magical energy from its victims.
Ralf's ancestral sword is of exquisite make; it is an ancient weapon forged in a forgotten age using a rare material. It has the potential to channel 'the Power of the Old Gods', but Ralf is oblivious to this and the weapon is never used.
Ralf's ki'gar, or 'kin garb', is blue with white borders. A white wolf's head is emblazoned in the center, with the family name "VALGARD" written across the bottom. He usually wears the garment as a scarf or cowl.
Currently Ralf carries a a two-handed battle-axe.
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Allegiances: His Family, Himself, His People - in that order
Registered: Jul 21, 2015 14:42:16 GMT -8
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Post by Ralf Valgard, the White Wolf on Sept 1, 2015 15:03:56 GMT -8
"So," Ralf said to the group, "has anyone had any real experience with dragons? I know you have Leiron, and Asadrobes... well, that's obvious. Any useful information, strategies, or suggestions when dealing with these beasts - whether it be diplomatic of aggressive?"
Ralf lifted his shield up and down, feeling the weight of it. I wonder what my shield could do against dragonfire, he thought.
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Hirhan
Dedicated
Braving the desert heat in search of ancient relics.
Roleplay posts: 107
Age: 50
Physical Description: Weathered, serious looking (though in actuality not serious at all). Tall and lanky.
Clothes and Equipment: >A well worn robe favored by lecturers.
>Several weighty tomes, filled with information on the arcane. >Heavily bookmarked and earmarked, well used.
>A journal and accompanying scribe's toolkit.
>A rod of polished rosewood wood carved with arcane sigils. This blasting rod allows fine control, and helps Hirhan to channel more energy than he normally could.
>A medallion, featuring a pair of carved hands. This trinket helps absorb incoming missiles, and is somewhat effective at blocking magical attacks. Useless in a melee.
>A pouch of coins.
>A pair of glasses covered in lenses, which allow him to see that which mortal eyes cannot view.
>A vambrace which can store a single spell of later casting.
>An athame.
Player's online availability : Lol
Registered: Jul 30, 2015 17:28:46 GMT -8
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Post by Hirhan on Sept 1, 2015 15:55:57 GMT -8
Real experience? You could say he had it. Memories of the cult flashed back through Hirhan's mind: the sterile ozone smell, the screams of the boy as his soul was merged with that of the drake. The eager grins of his colleges, and his own disgust at the monstrous thing they had done. He had left that all behind, but the memories...
Hirhan looked up, his face suddenly looking a bit wearier than before. Either he was still bothered by his confrontation with Engara, or something deeper was bothering him. It was hard to tell.
"You could say I was once one of the foremost experts on dragons, behind a few specialists of course... Diplomacy and deference tend to be the best approaches."
He paused for a moment, the rare moment of clarity letting him remember the dragon walking ahead of them.
"Yes, dragons are a proud folk. Powerful, long lived, magically skilled and intelligent. The average dragon is smarter than 95% of the human population... and the particularly intelligent ones are an order into themselves."
He stole a glance at Engara. He hid his anxiousness about the demon remarkably poorly.
"I could go on, but first let me let you in on the most important thing: be respectful. If a dragon is talking, don't interrupt it. Never demand, ask. Demanding is for those in positions of power, and when dealing with dragons the power relationship tends to favor the dragon. Oh, lighten up everyone, you look glum now! Feel lucky dragons tend to be reasonable creatures. If we have made it this far we shouldn't be put on the menu unless we REALLY mess up."
He double checked his sleeve. Inside his vambrace the curse roiled like a worm within the gem, begging to be released.
He hoped he wouldn't have to use it.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 7:57:47 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2015 20:40:21 GMT -8
The group continued to move directly east deeper into the forest and slowly headed up a small incline indicating that the mountains and hill ranges were close after about half a day's worth of travelling. "The smart one is right, although some dragons may not be as reasonable. Your presence has a very wide spectrum of reactions, some would kill you on sight for trespassing without any regard for themselves, and others would rejoice that other sapient species have returned from the mainland after the cataclysm." After another short distance through the forest a heavily flowered and designed clearing came up, lined with mush larger trees containing homes for other fairy and garden dragons. The Garden dragon leading lead them to a nearby tree and made a sort of purring noise. This was quickly responded to by his wife peering out of a knotted hole in the tree and greeting him.  "Hello, my mate," she then took notice to the strange group of followers behind him. "Wha- Who are these creatures?" "They supposedly came from the Lastuthaczil, and were seeking the Jennuir. I had no reason to decline so I've stopped by to tell you. Also how are the children?" "They are fine, are you sure you'll be safe higher up in the verthichai?" The male chuckled, "Of course, I know my way around and I'm sure these people are not unskilled." Turning back to his very own tourists, "Would all of you like to stay here and rest for a while or should we continue on our way?" |
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Engara
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: 12
Physical Description: Height: 5'3"
Weight: 135 pounds
Pale skin with black markings on skin.
Clothes and Equipment: Currently a rhino skin coat is his only excess piece of clothing besides his pants and shoes. He has a few throwing stars, but nothing else.
Registered: May 14, 2015 20:40:34 GMT -8
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Post by Engara on Sept 2, 2015 21:34:07 GMT -8
Engara looked at Sampson, who gave him a nod, before answering for himself, "It doesn't matter to me.
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