Delos curved his neck, and landed beside them. Cyrus leaped off of Delos, and looked up at the arch.
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Mon Nov 29, 2010 4:10 am
Though the gate was huge and fearful, the forest air was relaxing. Rynn looked at Cyrus "5 min. rest. Do you like this place?" she asked.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by riddlestyx » Mon Nov 29, 2010 4:14 am
Cyrus nodded, "It's very beautiful." He sat down with Delos at his side.
Alourai came riding up, and panted, "I almost lost you guys!" Misty came up from behind Alourai, and smiled, "Alourai, I asked you many times before. Would you like a ride?" Snow reared, and snorted, "Of course she wouldn't!" Alourai looked back at Misty, "I'm sure!" Misty nodded, "Okay..." Delos looked back at the three, scanned them for a second, then faced his rider again. Cyrus looked back at them, "Nice to see you again?"
Alourai came riding up, and panted, "I almost lost you guys!" Misty came up from behind Alourai, and smiled, "Alourai, I asked you many times before. Would you like a ride?" Snow reared, and snorted, "Of course she wouldn't!" Alourai looked back at Misty, "I'm sure!" Misty nodded, "Okay..." Delos looked back at the three, scanned them for a second, then faced his rider again. Cyrus looked back at them, "Nice to see you again?"
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Mon Nov 29, 2010 5:01 am
(( soz, had shower. When is Cyrus gonna ... Make the move with Rynn? ))
Rynn looked at them "Hi again." she smiled. Arokh sighed in happiness when he saw Misty.
Rynn looked at them "Hi again." she smiled. Arokh sighed in happiness when he saw Misty.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by riddlestyx » Mon Nov 29, 2010 5:25 am
(( ... Uh ... Once he gets to know her better I guess. 
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Misty looked down at Alourai, "Suit yourself."
))Misty looked down at Alourai, "Suit yourself."
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Mon Nov 29, 2010 7:48 am
(( I know, stupid question, right? Lol.. 
Okay, so I'm on the computer now xD ))
Rynn leaned on Arokh's side, but felt him shifting again ''What's wrong now?'' she looked at him. DeathWing's roar got Arokh under some sort of nerviousness and stress. He looked up, then sighed. Rynn just rolled her eyes and petted his side. She got up on his back and layed down on his back.
Okay, so I'm on the computer now xD ))Rynn leaned on Arokh's side, but felt him shifting again ''What's wrong now?'' she looked at him. DeathWing's roar got Arokh under some sort of nerviousness and stress. He looked up, then sighed. Rynn just rolled her eyes and petted his side. She got up on his back and layed down on his back.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by riddlestyx » Mon Nov 29, 2010 8:06 am
Alourai dismounted Snow, and began to explain, "Deathwing has just destroyed a whole major city. It is not safe to stay here. We saw him moving this way, and left to tell you as soon as possible." Misty shifted uncomfortably at the name of her brother. "If we don't move now, Deathwing will turn this into a pit of lava." Alourai finished, and got back on Snow. Misty sighed, "We must hurry."
Cyrus nodded to the two, "Alright. Let's go Rynn." He mounted Delos, and Delos seemed extremely happy to be leaving here.
Cyrus nodded to the two, "Alright. Let's go Rynn." He mounted Delos, and Delos seemed extremely happy to be leaving here.
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Mon Nov 29, 2010 8:42 am
Rynn lifted her hand and soon a white, large, probably 10-20 times bigger than DeathWing dragon came flying out of the Gate. The white giant landed in front of the gate, glowing brightly. Arokh turned at her and bowed his head in respect. Rynn slided off his back and did the same.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by riddlestyx » Mon Nov 29, 2010 8:55 am
(( Not to be rude... But... Deathwing is about 8x bigger than the size of that major city he destroyed. o.O If the other dragon is 10-20 bigger than Deathwing, then it's about the size... Of a... Um... Well I can't think of anything that huge. :/ ))
Delos snorted, and didn't do anything. He was his own leader, no matter who this dragon was. Misty didn't do anything either. Alourai pat Snow on the neck, as she reared uneasily. Alourai started to reach for her blade.
Delos snorted, and didn't do anything. He was his own leader, no matter who this dragon was. Misty didn't do anything either. Alourai pat Snow on the neck, as she reared uneasily. Alourai started to reach for her blade.
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Tue Nov 30, 2010 5:50 am
(( she is the mother dragon, sorta the source of all dragon lives, so its normal to be that huge. ))
Mala-Shae didn't mind them not bowing. She looked up, scenting DeathWing nearby. Before she spoke, whispering guessing were heard ''Go, my dears. I'll save you.'' her voice echoed softly and whispering as she spoke, her piercing, icy blue eyes shining. Rynn mounted Arokh and turned him at the others ''No need to fight, Alourai.'' she said. Arokh spreaded his wings high up ''She is our only chance, lets go.'' he shook his head to the Gate.
Mala-Shae didn't mind them not bowing. She looked up, scenting DeathWing nearby. Before she spoke, whispering guessing were heard ''Go, my dears. I'll save you.'' her voice echoed softly and whispering as she spoke, her piercing, icy blue eyes shining. Rynn mounted Arokh and turned him at the others ''No need to fight, Alourai.'' she said. Arokh spreaded his wings high up ''She is our only chance, lets go.'' he shook his head to the Gate.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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