"EriQ" EriQ replied simply, narrowing his mismatched eyes to the sky when they suddenly widened and let out a warning roar, opening his great wings. He had spotted his brother in the sir and knew a fight was nigh
francois heard the roar and saw his brother on the ground. He circled, swishing his tail and blowing fire as a challenge
Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:04 am
Arokh looked up at Francois - another fire dragon? He roared louder to the dragon, his roar loud and booming than his. He wondered what was all the anger, then looked at the electricity dragon, EriQ, who also challenged. He raised a brow in confusion, and decided to wait and see when would it be suitable to jump in and split them apart from the fight.
Meanwhile, Rynn was already on her way to Arokh. She soon bolted out of the bushes, looking at the big amount of dragons in the clearing and another one hovering above in anger. Then her gaze settled on Arokh, her eyes widening to see him unharmed "Arokh!" she called out overjoyed, jumping to hug his neck. He responded with a light laugh, patting her back, then letting her mount him.
Meanwhile, Rynn was already on her way to Arokh. She soon bolted out of the bushes, looking at the big amount of dragons in the clearing and another one hovering above in anger. Then her gaze settled on Arokh, her eyes widening to see him unharmed "Arokh!" she called out overjoyed, jumping to hug his neck. He responded with a light laugh, patting her back, then letting her mount 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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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by |||| » Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:06 am
Sunset raised her wings defiantly to Fancois, she recognised him as one of the dragons from the flock. She bared her teeth in anger, she remembered how they'd shunned her for bonding with a human. She let out a low growl, she knew the challenge was aimed at EriQ, but she was still sour about being kicked out of the flock for looking after a defenceless creature.
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by Nyne » Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:13 am
EriQ stood and took a running jumo into the air, giving his wing a strong downstroke and shooting into the air, meeting his brother with bared teeth. "You stray far from home brother" He growled . Francois let out a roar that shook the earth with it's power. He flew at EriQ head butting him in the chest, but EriQ wrapped his talons around his neck and threw him through the air. Francois rihted hijmself with ease and growled, "You will regret being a traitor EriQ!" He roared, but EriQ only roared back in defiance
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:19 am
Arokh looked up at them with Rynn following his gaze "What are they up to?" she mumbled. Arokh sighed "They utter the word 'brother', so maybe they are kins. Can I?" he turned his majestic head to look at his bonded on his back. Rynn settled on his back, his soft but yet strong scales seeming extremely comfortable. She sighed and gave a slight nod. Arokh then spread his wings and bolted in the air, speeding up to hit Francois in his side.
Last edited by ~Supernatural Life~ on Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:26 am, edited 1 time in total.
"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: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by Nyne » Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:26 am
(I'm afraid I might make you feel worse when I say it is simply "Erik" with a captil Q at the end)
Francois swung his long neck and struck Arokh in the side of his head, "Step down traitor, this is a fight among brothers" He roared. EriQ took advantage of Francois' distraction and slashed his shoulders with his talons, then did a flip mid air, kicking Francois in the ribs. Francois hissed and blasted fire, which EriQ dodged and countered with purple lightening. The lightening struck Francois' wings, making him screech in rage as his wings locked up and sent him plummeting
Francois swung his long neck and struck Arokh in the side of his head, "Step down traitor, this is a fight among brothers" He roared. EriQ took advantage of Francois' distraction and slashed his shoulders with his talons, then did a flip mid air, kicking Francois in the ribs. Francois hissed and blasted fire, which EriQ dodged and countered with purple lightening. The lightening struck Francois' wings, making him screech in rage as his wings locked up and sent him plummeting
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:33 am
(( I'm not feeling worse or bad... Just that I'm bad at pronouncing and some names are just too weird and curious to me... Thanks for telling though, I know it was a stupid questioin anyway............. ))
Arokh shook his head with the hit, razor sharp teeth baring. He turned to look at his foe again and shot in their direction, hovering high above. Rynn took out her Dagger, but got a warning "Rynn, this weapon could kill him. Put it back." he growled as he watched the two fight, waiting for the moment to strike.
Arokh shook his head with the hit, razor sharp teeth baring. He turned to look at his foe again and shot in their direction, hovering high above. Rynn took out her Dagger, but got a warning "Rynn, this weapon could kill him. Put it back." he growled as he watched the two fight, waiting for the moment to strike.
"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: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by Nyne » Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:39 am
Francois pulled out of his plummet at the last moment, "I will fight you, brother, when you are brave enough to fight without friends!" He roared and flew off, smoke rising from his nostrils in anger. He was enraged that a one on one fight with his brotheer had been thwarted. EriQ growled and dove for landing
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:44 am
Arokh growled "Kins..." he murmured, remembering the last time his sister joined an army, so called the Dark Union. But that was six centuries ago, and no-one had to know where he and his rider came from... They weren't from Earth. He shrugged and landed softly, but thunderly, then dipped for Rynn to jump off. She looked up at Sunset and the blade in her shoulder. Arokh rose to his hind legs and outstretched his right foreleg, grabbing the hilt of the blade, trying to pull it out in the most painless way he could. Rynn just watched, making a few steps backwards in case.
"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: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by Nyne » Fri Feb 04, 2011 8:36 am
EriQ landed gracefully, stretched like a cat and spreading his wings. He was clearly unbotheered by his brother's sudden attack, and was quite excited about meeting other bonded dragons, although he himself had bonded with no human yet, he fully intended too, he just had yet to find the right one
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