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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Dec 03, 2010 9:19 am
(( sorry ))
"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 » Fri Dec 03, 2010 9:21 am
(( Mala-Shae can be a exactly the same size as Deathwing. ))
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Dec 03, 2010 9:26 am
(( as you wish! 
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))"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 » Fri Dec 03, 2010 9:33 am
(( ALRIGHT! She is accepted! ^-^ ))
Delos looked back at Deathwing, devastating everything in his path. He swallowed lightly, and continued on.
Misty realized Arokh and Rynn hadn't left. "Hold on!" Misty called, as she dived down to them. "Come quickly, that dragon should hopefully distract Deathwing long enough." Alourai was locked onto her back, breathing heavily. She was extremely frightened, and glad that Misty had landed. Misty was holding Snow off the ground, who was neighing loudly to go back on the ground again.
Deathwing hissed at the female dragon, and flipped. The large nightmare roared loudly, as he grasped the dragon's head in his massive talons. He didn't let go as he plummeted to the ground, holding the dragon down to the Earth, about to be smothered in his grip. Then Deathwing froze. He flapped furiously to get back in the air again. What was about this dragon that prevented her death? He was confused, looked into her eyes for many moments, then flew off. He didn't slow to destroy. Deathwing kept going, not stopping, thinking about this beautiful dragon he just saw.
Delos looked back at Deathwing, devastating everything in his path. He swallowed lightly, and continued on.
Misty realized Arokh and Rynn hadn't left. "Hold on!" Misty called, as she dived down to them. "Come quickly, that dragon should hopefully distract Deathwing long enough." Alourai was locked onto her back, breathing heavily. She was extremely frightened, and glad that Misty had landed. Misty was holding Snow off the ground, who was neighing loudly to go back on the ground again.
Deathwing hissed at the female dragon, and flipped. The large nightmare roared loudly, as he grasped the dragon's head in his massive talons. He didn't let go as he plummeted to the ground, holding the dragon down to the Earth, about to be smothered in his grip. Then Deathwing froze. He flapped furiously to get back in the air again. What was about this dragon that prevented her death? He was confused, looked into her eyes for many moments, then flew off. He didn't slow to destroy. Deathwing kept going, not stopping, thinking about this beautiful dragon he just saw.
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Dec 03, 2010 9:41 am
(( thankies! ^^ ))
Mala-Shae roared. She flew after DeathWing and landed harshly on him, making him loose speed and balance. Her eyes stared into his', as if she was drinking his soul.
Mala-Shae roared. She flew after DeathWing and landed harshly on him, making him loose speed and balance. Her eyes stared into his', as if she was drinking his soul.
"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 » Fri Dec 03, 2010 9:44 am
Deathwing recoiled, and flipped her off. He blew his fire into the clouds, and plummeted into a volcano. His head was low to the ground as he flopped around the fiery pit. His wings spread out, and roared loudly from the volcano, and collapsed.
(( OH and put the new picture of her on her form. ))
(( OH and put the new picture of her on her form. ))
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by riddlestyx » Fri Dec 03, 2010 11:56 am
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by riddlestyx » Fri Dec 03, 2010 12:36 pm
(( OMG! I can't believe I totally forgot about Deathwing's daughter! :O ... Well... Here she is!
Name: Onyxia
Gender: Female
Personality: She is nearly as violent and deadly as her father. Other times, she can, oddly enough, be quite kind.
Good or Evil: Neutral
Destruction level: Extremely deadly. Helps her father
History: She was Deathwing's daughter, and was furious when they captured him. They tried to get her as well, but she wouldn't be taken down that easily. She fought as deadly as she could, until her father made his impossible escape. The humans left her be, and went after her father.
Family: Her father, Deathwing
Crush: No one ( Yet... )
Mate: -
Looks/Pic:
She is a very beautiful dragon.
Other: She is exactly like her father, immortal and can talk. Nearly impossible to kill. No one knows how Deathwing is her father, and neither will tell. She is also as massive as her father.
Onyxia Ftw!! x3 ))
Name: Onyxia
Gender: Female
Personality: She is nearly as violent and deadly as her father. Other times, she can, oddly enough, be quite kind.
Good or Evil: Neutral
Destruction level: Extremely deadly. Helps her father
History: She was Deathwing's daughter, and was furious when they captured him. They tried to get her as well, but she wouldn't be taken down that easily. She fought as deadly as she could, until her father made his impossible escape. The humans left her be, and went after her father.
Family: Her father, Deathwing
Crush: No one ( Yet... )
Mate: -
Looks/Pic:
She is a very beautiful dragon.
Other: She is exactly like her father, immortal and can talk. Nearly impossible to kill. No one knows how Deathwing is her father, and neither will tell. She is also as massive as her father.
Onyxia Ftw!! x3 ))
Onyxia flew silently overhead. She was relieved the humans left her be, and was in search of her father, Deathwing. Her roar rang out to the world, hoping her father would hear it.
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by riddlestyx » Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:19 pm
Deathwing arose from the volcano, his eyes burning with fury.
Onyxia landed, near Mala-Shae. She roared again for her father, a desperate pleading tone in it. Onyxia was dying to see her father once more. She roared one last roar, with the last bit of hope.
Deathwing paused in mid-air. Was it possible that was his daughters roar? His loud roar rang out to the world, as Onyxia's head perked up with more hope. Deathwing flew silently over head, and saw Onyxia landed, looking around desperately. Deathwing's eyes lit up, and landed beside her.
Onyxia's response was a startled jump. "Father!" She gasped. Deathwing smiled at his daughter, "What did those filthy beasts do to you?" Onyxia shook her head, "Nothing major. I showed them whose boss, that's for sure." Deathwing nodded, "It's nice to see you again." Onyxia smiled, "Indeed."
Onyxia landed, near Mala-Shae. She roared again for her father, a desperate pleading tone in it. Onyxia was dying to see her father once more. She roared one last roar, with the last bit of hope.
Deathwing paused in mid-air. Was it possible that was his daughters roar? His loud roar rang out to the world, as Onyxia's head perked up with more hope. Deathwing flew silently over head, and saw Onyxia landed, looking around desperately. Deathwing's eyes lit up, and landed beside her.
Onyxia's response was a startled jump. "Father!" She gasped. Deathwing smiled at his daughter, "What did those filthy beasts do to you?" Onyxia shook her head, "Nothing major. I showed them whose boss, that's for sure." Deathwing nodded, "It's nice to see you again." Onyxia smiled, "Indeed."
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Re: The Age of Destruction ( Dragon/Human Cataclysm RP )
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Sat Dec 04, 2010 3:24 am
(( *stares eye-wided with jaw dropped at the video O_O* DUDE THAT ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Lols, soz, but that trailer just kicks @ass!!! *with excuse for the last word..* But I can't say that DeathWing is as big as you describe him, but oh well, he sure is scary! It made my hair look like Einstien's! xD 
BTW, his daughter is... Pretty. ^^ ))
Mala-Shae saw Onyxia land beside her. Her teeth bared, but she saw DeathWing again "Father?" she growled in her soft voice. Her teeth bared and mighty wings spreaded high up, size the same as their's, the mighty Dragon Mother walked towards the two. She lightly looked down at them, but was still the same size.
Aaron ran through the woods and stopped. He saw Alourai, Misty, Snow, Cyrus and Delos. He drew his sword out and slowly approached them.
(( In the Kingdom of Surdona ))
Rynn and Arokh flew back to Earth and from above, they saw them (Misty and the rest, but not Mala-Shae). Arokh landed and saw Aaron approaching. His wings were high up as he bared his teeth and hissed. Rynn unmounted him.
BTW, his daughter is... Pretty. ^^ ))Mala-Shae saw Onyxia land beside her. Her teeth bared, but she saw DeathWing again "Father?" she growled in her soft voice. Her teeth bared and mighty wings spreaded high up, size the same as their's, the mighty Dragon Mother walked towards the two. She lightly looked down at them, but was still the same size.
Aaron ran through the woods and stopped. He saw Alourai, Misty, Snow, Cyrus and Delos. He drew his sword out and slowly approached them.
(( In the Kingdom of Surdona ))
Rynn and Arokh flew back to Earth and from above, they saw them (Misty and the rest, but not Mala-Shae). Arokh landed and saw Aaron approaching. His wings were high up as he bared his teeth and hissed. Rynn unmounted him.
"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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