Shrieking Dragon (Dragon/Human RP) ~Accepting~
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Re: Shrieking Dragon (Dragon/Human RP) ~Accepting~
by asexual pirate;; » Fri Dec 31, 2010 9:16 am
Asteria breathed in. She stod and looked at the dragons beside her, then turned her gaze to Storm and Morgan. "The bonding of all Riders and Dragon is never th same, but always special." She began. "I, Asteria, Queen and leader of all Dragon kind, prounounce the dragon, Storm, and the human, Morgan, dragon and rider. Strength of the Dragons." A soft blue light grew out towards them. "Welcome."
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Re: Shrieking Dragon (Dragon/Human RP) ~Accepting~
by ~Dixie~ » Fri Dec 31, 2010 9:54 am
Aveira & Raven watch. After they are bonded, Aveira claps, & Raven roars.
(Is that ok?)
(Is that ok?)
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Re: Shrieking Dragon (Dragon/Human RP) ~Accepting~
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:01 pm
(( Uh, I'm not used to read the way you type, why don't you try typing in past tense, 3rd person? EX. -- "Aveira and Raven watched. After they bonded, Aveira clapped, and Raven roared" ? Its easier, I can say, but the choice is yours. ^-^ ))
Morgan closed her eyes as the blue lights came around her. Storm curiously blinked, before his eyes closed as well. He could feel his owner's feelings right now, but not very well. Morgan could feel herself as one with her newborn hatchling, but remained like that until they bonded.
"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: Shrieking Dragon (Dragon/Human RP) ~Accepting~
by asexual pirate;; » Tue Jan 04, 2011 10:41 am
Asteria raised her large head gracefully. "They are bonded. The feeling between the two will be by their choice alone, they may choose to come with me on a battle." Asteria turned her large head. "Since the bonding is complete. I need all Dragons present at the top of my mountain immediatly. All Dragons."
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Re: Shrieking Dragon (Dragon/Human RP) ~Accepting~
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Tue Jan 04, 2011 10:46 am
Diamond dipped her head low and nodded at Asteria. The skinny white dragon rose to her hind legs and waited for the Leader to fly first. Dadokai did the same as well and looked up, seeing Pearl and Alice fly by.
"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: Shrieking Dragon (Dragon/Human RP) ~Accepting~
by asexual pirate;; » Tue Jan 04, 2011 10:58 am
Asteria looked down at Storm and Morgan. "Do you wish to ride with me, as Storm is to young to carry you. And if you, Storm, can not fly yet, I can carry you up there."
Two dragons, Wind and Cry were circling above Asteria, fighting. "I want to first!" Wind cried as she plummeted down, her sleek body hit the groud with a thump just a few feet from and tree. "I'm okay!" she said, standing.
Two dragons, Wind and Cry were circling above Asteria, fighting. "I want to first!" Wind cried as she plummeted down, her sleek body hit the groud with a thump just a few feet from and tree. "I'm okay!" she said, standing.
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Re: Shrieking Dragon (Dragon/Human RP) ~Accepting~
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Tue Jan 04, 2011 11:07 am
Storm looked over at the two dragons and giggled. They were acting more than two hatchlings. He then looked up at Asteria "No, thank you, I can fly, I'll do it." the young hatchling smiled, beating it's wings and now flying in mid-air, smiling up at the Leader. Morgan smiled "But its only for dragons..." she said uneasily.
"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: Shrieking Dragon (Dragon/Human RP) ~Accepting~
by asexual pirate;; » Tue Jan 04, 2011 11:13 am
Asteria lowered her head, so she was eye-level. "I didn't say anything about riders, did I?" Her blue eyes were piercing.
"Well, who's this?" Wind and Cry asked at the same time, walking over to Storm.
"Well, who's this?" Wind and Cry asked at the same time, walking over to Storm.
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Re: Shrieking Dragon (Dragon/Human RP) ~Accepting~
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Tue Jan 04, 2011 11:18 am
(( Weren't Wind and Cry created by another user? O-o ))
Storm looked at the two dragons "A newborn, what else?" he teased playfully. Morgan nodded "Okay.." to Asteria, before looking that Diamond was already beside her. The girl smiled and slid onto the skinny white dragon's back and felt more comfortable than on a pillow. She chuckled at Wind and Cry a bit.
Storm looked at the two dragons "A newborn, what else?" he teased playfully. Morgan nodded "Okay.." to Asteria, before looking that Diamond was already beside her. The girl smiled and slid onto the skinny white dragon's back and felt more comfortable than on a pillow. She chuckled at Wind and Cry a bit.
"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: Shrieking Dragon (Dragon/Human RP) ~Accepting~
by asexual pirate;; » Tue Jan 04, 2011 11:25 am
{Nope, I created them.}
"Then let us go." Asteria said. "Wind, Cry! Stop messing about, there's a meeting." She jerked upwards, gliding gracefully into the air, and towards her mountain.
Wind snorted, flapping her massive wings and gliding after Asteria. Cry had a harder time getting into the air, spreading her smaller wings and running across the ground before she took off, gently rising upwards.
"Then let us go." Asteria said. "Wind, Cry! Stop messing about, there's a meeting." She jerked upwards, gliding gracefully into the air, and towards her mountain.
Wind snorted, flapping her massive wings and gliding after Asteria. Cry had a harder time getting into the air, spreading her smaller wings and running across the ground before she took off, gently rising upwards.
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