Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390 
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 10, 2016 20:45:26 GMT -8
The demon just nodded and when they neared a wall he stopped to lean against it and slide down to take a seat on the ground.
"Oh well I guess that's good for me eh? Hehe... My earlier relations? Are you sure you want to hear about them? They're rather dull... Okay fine."
He took a deep breath and tried to work past the blush that was taking over his face once again.
"I only really had one real relationship before this... It was with a succubus who was smitten with me, or I suppose she was more attracted to the power I held, regardless she was in the room with me and wanted me to take her. However that was when I experienced a hitch, you see it may be a bit hard to believe but back then I was much larger than I am now... Further more I didn't have any prior experience in lovemaking so she sorta had to direct me herself. Well, at some point, I'm not sure when but things escalated and I got a little too excited..."
He sighed and rushed the last half out like it he was ripping off a bandaid.
"I accidentally sorta... killed her, I guess I ruptured her organs or something and I admit I got a little rough... The servant demons said I got pretty worked up from that and while I can't remember myself they said I was running around the halls butt naked and swinging her corpse around like a floppy baton. They said I swatted a good few dozen other demons through the walls and out the windows before I fell into a 'sex coma.'"
His blush intensified and he tried to retract his neck enough to hide his head in his armor. He was nowhere near close.
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325 
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 10, 2016 21:08:10 GMT -8
Lum gives Maelik a shocked look, the colour draining from her face. She shakes her head slowly, and though she doesn't smile, she also doesn't release his arm.
"Thank you for telling me that. It means a lot that you were honest with me. Though in the future you can perhaps, gloss over some details."
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 10, 2016 21:14:00 GMT -8
"Honesty... Is the best policy, sorry to ruin the mood..."
He felt terribly awkward and had no idea what to say now that he had so thoroughly destroyed the atmosphere, he just wanted to curl up in the corner and shrivel away.
"I'll try my best to do just that my dear... Sorry... Sorry."
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 10, 2016 21:22:58 GMT -8
Lum sighs, she wasn't quite sure who was at fault for ruining the mood. He probably should have seen her reaction coming, but she should have known better than to ask. He had lived a very different life from her. Even compared to her younger days, she had to imagine his was far more violent. She decided to change the subject.
"So tell me how, and why you learned to cook!"
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 10, 2016 21:35:14 GMT -8
Now that was a brighter topic and the demon latched onto it gratefully, although he was still a bit hesitant to share after Lum's earlier reaction.
"Well, after I perpetuated a war between two long feuding factions and uhhh, escaped... a few paladins I was going to return home and see to other business when I smelled a strange scent wafting from a nearby village. I was intrigued and followed the breeze until I found the source cooling on a windowsill. It was some sort of pie. Unfortunately I couldn't ask the creator what sort of pie it was and how she made it after I ummm... scared her off, and nobody else was still in the town as I did much the same with the rest of them. So I ate the pie and found it to be phenomenal, I absolutely had to recreate it, so I collected berries from the surrounding area and fumbled through learning how to make the crust. I tried to make that pie for a week straight but I just couldn't quite get it right, but somewhere along the way I discovered I enjoyed baking and experimenting to create new tastes. From that my horizons broadened and I became obsessed with inventing new and interesting recipes, it was also when I learned that I have a verrrrrrry sensitive tongue."
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 11, 2016 7:31:51 GMT -8
For a demon Maelik was remarkable bad at lying. Or at least very bad at adjusting a story on the fly. Still he was doing what she asked, glossing over details. She smiled and give a slight chuckle.
"What do you mean by, a verrrrrrry sensitive tongue?"
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 11, 2016 12:28:59 GMT -8
Maelik stuck his tongue out at Lum's inquiry and wiggled it about whilst he explained.
"Well, my tongue is generally used to assist in hunting things down, it can pick up even the subtlest scent and can discern between smells with extreme accuracy. As a by product I guess that means that it's also very touchy when it comes to textures and tastes. Normally it doesn't pose as a problem but I can't stand overly sweet or spicy things. The sensation overloads my senses and my body gets very... sensitive, and sometimes I just fall over and start twitching. Goodness knows what would happen if somebody yanked on it or something."
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 11, 2016 14:18:07 GMT -8
The mental image of Maelik, Demonlord of Warth, being laid low by a piece of candy, is too much. Lum snorts, then that isn't enough she laughs. Her laughter is a tinkling sound, like pure silver bells, beautiful and warm.
"You were laid low by a piece of pie? That's adorable."
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 11, 2016 14:47:36 GMT -8
A short chuckle escaped Maelik's maw as he thought back to that time, remembering blacking out and waking back up admist the flames and smoke of a burning village hours later. Depending on one's views those were good times.
"Yeah, I guess it is. I've done lots of strange things in my time, one of the perks of being tens of thousands of years old I suppose... But about you, you got any weird stories?"
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 11, 2016 17:45:11 GMT -8
Weird stories? She probably had a few...
"Maybe not weird, but I can think of an amusing one certainly."
She takes a moment to organize her thoughts.
"This happened shortly after I took my eternal virtue, and became a holy dragon. As you probably noticed I spend a lot of time in my angelic form. I learned early on people found it more approachable. I was in a town called Elreath, doing what I do. When someone came up behind me and whacked me on the noggin."
She makes a smacking motion with her hand.
"Knocked me out, left a nasty lump too. I woke up a few hours later tied to an alter, in some kind of temple. I had evidently, been abducted by some kind of cult. The cult needed the blood of an angel to finish a ritual. When the leader noticed I was awake he comes up to me, and says: Prepare yourself creature of heaven. I will spill your blood, and then Virl'Kzt the devourer will emerge. He will feast on your flesh, then on this world!"
She gestures dramatically to mimic the priest. She also tries deepening her voice to sound menacing, she fails spectacularly.
"Anyway so he cuts me across the belly, and blood starts pooling out. He starts laughing, and watches the blood flow across the room. When nothing happens, he goes over to see what's wrong. He starts muttering something about it all being perfect and turns around shouting: Why isn't this working! While he was distracted though, I had shifted to my dragon form. So when he turned around there I was, a lot bigger than he was expecting, and I said to him: Maybe because I am not an angel? At which point he defecated in his pants. Which was very gross."
Lum giggles at the memory.
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 11, 2016 18:29:57 GMT -8
The demon listened to Lum's story with an amused grin and a wild imagination, picturing everything as if he were there. It sounded like something that he'd have gotten into during his time as well, something that only encouraged him to keep pursuing this relationship. He wondered what other funny little tidbits he could come to learn of his beloved? What fantastic revelations he could come to as he laughed and shared his feelings with this most most cherished woman?
"I can imagine, generally speaking when people see a dragon they tend to backpedal or at the very least think hard about the decisions that brought them to their situation. Why, I remember one time when I was trying to convince the king of some despot nation to invade the benevolent country neighboring them. His people were so poor and their military was so pitiful that he refused to entertain the possibility, but he did see the value in having a Lord around and tried to capture me so I could 'grant him wishes.' I found the whole thing so preposterous that I fell into a giggle fit and came down with a case of the hiccups. Those poor guards did their best to make me comply and even speared me a few times but it was just so stupid I couldn't take them seriously, and then I hiccuped real hard and I accidentally transformed myself into my own draconic form. The king had just enough time to yelp before I expanded and crushed the lot of them against the wall. I was stuck in that throne room for a solid three hours as I tried to make the hiccups go away and shrink back down to my normal form."
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 11, 2016 19:08:15 GMT -8
Lum gives a little snort at Maelik's story. She was focusing on his intent, rather than his words. He was trying to share and make her laugh. There may have been aspects of his story she didn't approve of, but that was too be expected. She had no delusions about what Maelik was, only hopes for what he could be.
"That is so bad! Killing a king with a hiccup, that is probably a first."
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 11, 2016 19:17:41 GMT -8
Maelik chortled a bit as well, although a shudder did run down his spine as he remembered all the gore that got stuck in his scales. It took ages to get out.
"Okay okay, your turn now!"
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 11, 2016 22:03:09 GMT -8
She had lived a long time, and she had a lot of stories. So why was it so hard to think of one. It was the funny part that was making it harder. Still she had another one.
"This is a shorter story. One time when I was napping in the woods, a young knight stumbled upon me. He was brave, strong, true, but he wasn't terribly bright. He thought I was an evil dragon, so he draws his blessed sword, shouts a challange, and charges me. I look up just in time to watch him smack me in the side. Fortunately the blessed sword bounced off my scales, and rebounded right back into his face. He was left dumbfounded with a broken nose. I was left confused and having to deal with a knight, who thought I was some kind of invincible dragon."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2016 8:21:38 GMT -8
And from there, unfortunately, came a sudden surprise.  Standing nearly 7' high, the strange one looked to the two of them. "You... I know of you." Stated the deep, whispering voice. "We have little time, I cannot be seen here." He looked around, ducking his head a bit as he looked to the two of them. Soon, he stared straight to Maelik, gently reaching out for his right arm, attempting to hold it respectfully with both of his. "We must speak, but in private. Please, I beg of you, follow me." His head was raised to look at him in the eyes, though his own could not be seen. At this time, the figure could be examined. The figure was shrouded in black clothing, a strange, silky cape attached to his back. His scent was hidden with a powerful amount of cologne, or something of fragrance to hide any natural scents. His height remained the same, however, as if not trying to hide everything. His voice quivered with rush and anxiety, as if things had to happen fast. Strange markings were seen upon the black leather of what appeared to be some form of armor, but yet upon the same time appeared to be travelling clothes, something easy and light to run with. |
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 12, 2016 11:22:14 GMT -8
This was fun. Maelik never could have dreamed that he'd one day be sitting in an alley with aura fatigue and dust settling on his armor and being grateful for the experience.
He stared into Lum's eyes as she spoke and felt at ease in those silvery depths, this was perfection. He was about to share with her the story of the cursed spoons when suddenly a mysterious newcomer appeared and interrupted his good time. If he had the strength he'd have bent over and strangled the man.
But he didn't and with Lum so close he knew that he couldn't just reduce the guy to ashes either, so when the stranger reached out to him Maelik gave another look to Lum, imploring her to follow him.
"I suppose we have another fellow to help on our hands, but first we got a feeble old demon to assist... I'm finding trouble getting back up."
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 12, 2016 16:07:36 GMT -8
Lum'Valia was slightly confused with what was going on. Still someone needed help, and she was always happy to help. Grasping Maelik by the arm she gets him to his feet. She then follows the stranger, arm in arm with the demon.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 23, 2024 8:21:24 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2016 16:24:42 GMT -8
With that, the other arm that wasn't cuffed was gracefully held with both of the hands of the stranger, holding it with a praise. He grew more crouched, hurrying the fastest he could while at the same time not rushing them, staring around and making many turns and cuts. "I know where you come from. You are from The Midnight Sun..." He started. "My blood is at hand, powerful ones. I know your capability, and you can preserve my kind. Any questions will be answered once we reach our destination." He stopped in front of a tent, looking up to Maelik, holding his hand in between his own. His voice picked up a bit, a very foreign accent was faintly heard as he spoke with a powerful sentence. "It is in your hands to preserve our race."With that, foreign language was heard within the tent. It seemed large enough for the two to come inside, but it mattered not, as they could see inside as the stranger lifted up the tent side, revealing... a child?  The child looked no more than five, bubbling from his mouth and giggling as he watched what appeared to be his caretaker play with some puppets of sorts. Suddenly staring at the two, the boy growled a bit, clenching the fork in his hand. "Ku'uth mal, ev'lon!" The stranger hissed out of his mouth, making the boy slowly halt his growling and resume eating. He looked back to Maelik, throwing his arm around the tent wall, seen struggling and breathing heavy as he tried to lift something heavy. It was then seen, a massive bag, what appeared to be meant for a potato sac, tossing it in Maelik's larger hand. A minor sound of scraping could be heard, and gleaming through the small holes of green and purple. "This child... he is sacred, yet cursed.... you must protect him- I beg you!!" The strange one picked up his voice. Anyone could know what he was at this point- an orc. The pronunciation of his syllables was easily analyzed once he picked up his voice. The mother soon began to sing to the child, who soon hugged onto the woman who hugged the child back. The strange one looked back to Maelik. "It is heard that you will be venturing away from this place- somewhere sacred, somewhere isolate... You must take this child there, and be his caretaker. I will return, but my return will be unknown." He dropped to his knee, holding Maelik's hand high as if it was an idol. "I beg of you....." His voice dropped, waiting for a response, voice grown silent and breathing mute, the child's mouth emitting bubbles as he slurped down the last worm in his bowl, looking at Maelik with calm, curious eyes, seemingly unable to blink. |
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Feb 12, 2016 17:04:37 GMT -8
The walk was strangely exhausting for Maelik, but he didn't mind solely because Lum was holding his hand. He didn't even pay attention to where he was going due to his focused stare that was pointed at the sight of her hand clasping his. Anything that the stranger said during the walk went in one ear and out the other, and it wasn't until he stepped through the tent and laid eyes upon the strange orc kid staring at him.
Maelik, as was per the norm, stared right back as if he were trying to win a staring contest.
Wut?
The demon's blank facial expression matched his presence of mind at that moment, what exactly was going on. Eventually he looked away from the child and rested his malevolent gaze at the stranger, his muscles bulging as his body tensed up.
"Excuse me? You want me to handle that littl-" and then a realization dawned on him.
"Of course! It will be my honor sir, but I will require this beautiful maiden to assist me in this!" he said motioning towards Lum, his body relaxing once more and a jovial smile replacing his scowl.
"I can promise that anything that wants to get to that little bundle of hopes and dreams will have to get through me first, which I can assure you is quite difficult... But in terms of nurturing and care Lum is without a doubt the best option I can come up with, you did well in coming to us. What do you think my dear Yummy Lummy?"
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Lum'Valia
Dedicated
Normally a dragon, sometimes an angel, always good.
Roleplay posts: 325
Age: 1248
Physical Description: 128 feet long from head to tail. Her eyes which are usually half lidded glow silver. Her scales are a bright white that glows with energy and her massive wings are covered in alabaster feathers. She is a dragon so of course, she is unspeakable beautiful like a work of art.
Her voice is a difficult thing to described. It is a languid thing low and sonorous. Each word she speaks seems to be set to some unheard melody and those who hear her voice often get wrapped up in it. It's almost as though everything she says is part of a comforting lullaby from your childhood wrapping you up making you feel safe.
She specializes in light and holy magics, and her breath attack is a torrent of purifying white flame. Her flame attacks not the body but the soul purging and cleansing evil on a spiritual level. Her flame can turn someone who has been led astray back to the path of good and destroy those who are truly evil. She of course also has all the fearsome physical capabilities of her kind.
In her angelic form, she is lovely. Standing at roughly 5'8 with a slim and curvaceous figure. Her skin is a glowing alabaster and she has large wings with ivory feathers. Her hair is a lustrous silver color and spills down to her mid back. Her features are delicate, with high cheek bones, a pert nose, full lips, and beautiful silver eyes. Currently, she is in her human form, which looks identical to her angelic form but with red hair, and eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: Dragons don't need gear.
Registered: Nov 26, 2015 20:26:13 GMT -8
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Post by Lum'Valia on Feb 12, 2016 17:14:07 GMT -8
Lum was mildly baffled by this whole situation. The orcs wanted Maelik to guard a child. She understood that much, the reasoning though was beyond her. Still she smiled at the child.
"Of course we can help... though I am not sure I understand. Why does he need protection? What do you mean by cursed? I could likely remove any cures, I am a very skilled healer."
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