The Time Of The Dragons Has Returned Medieval Fantasy RP

[loyal]

(Oh, so you have a plot with the evil guy? I made him up!!! xD jk jk, but I don't think that just one person should play him, whoever is fighting him or stuff should play him, 'cause then it is more fun, because the person who is playing him doesn't have to be on.)
"Bad idea. But go if you want." Wolf said. She could think of many ways to stop her, but none were polite, or kept anyone from getting hurt, so she just faded away into the shade again. "And don't count on using me, Aragon, I don't do teams."

[Pengu.]

{Ts more like a prologue of the story with him You dont really meet him yet}

[loyal]

(Sure then, but I am leaving in like 15-20 mins, I have to go to band practice. I'll be about an hour and a half.)

[Pengu.]

{Ugh.. cant wait any longer to post the backstory thing ^^ I am going to explode..}

[loyal]

(Well, Post it then! I wanna know!!!!)

[f e a r l e s s]

Recap))

[Pengu.]

{ok ^^ this is one of four posts that I made}


Tiral had been flying for hours. Kalia's home town was indeed far away. She lived on the outskirts of the country, near the ocean. Tiral was suprised he still could remember, for he was only an egg the time. At last, the city came into view. "Wow..its beautiful. Just like I remembered.." Kalia wispered to her dragon. Tiral flew a little and landed is the nearby woods. "I will wait here Kalia. Contact me if need be." Tiral spoke.
Kalia nooded and made the short hike to the gates of the city. The guards looked her up and down before letting her enter. As Kalia passed, she heard their wispers. "She looks familiar, doesnt she?" "Yes, but from where?" Kalia shoke it off and continued walking with her chin held high.
Though the little shops and stands seemed different, the streets remained unmoved. Kalia remembered the way to her little cottage. She had walked the same route many years ago with her mother.
After a ten minute walk, she came to an open field. There, in shabbles, laid a burned cabin. Kalia slowely approched the cabin, reaching for her sword. She neared the rubble and stepped inside. She was in the dining room. As she walked from room to room, the memories flowed back. On the ground, was a shiny object. She knelt to pick it up. It was a pearl locket. "Mom's... *crack* Kalia spun around, sword in hand. "Who is there?!" A shadowy figure stepped out of the shadows. "Welcome home Kalia. I knew you would return for answers one day."

[blue_dun]

((I'm really sorry my onlineness has been very patchy. It'll probably be this way for a while.))
((Ooh :3 Exciting...))
Con sighed, leaned back, and closed his eyes. All he could do now was rest.
Soon he was asleep. Oh, training and preperation and remembering could come later.

[f e a r l e s s]

"He will come and when he comes we will fight. He thinks we arie week but he is wrong!" Aragon said and then began to practice sword fighting.

[Pengu.]

{This is the second post of four...let me know what you think ok?}

"Who are you? How do you know who I am?" Kalia stuttered.
"Do you not remember child?" the soft voice spoke. The figure stepped into the light. It was the innocent voice and figure of an old woman. She was a good head shorter than Kalia. She guessed the woman must be in her late seventies. "Down the road? At the orchard?"
Kalia thought back. Her brother would always take her through the woods, to an orchard of grapes were the wine was made. There, they would meet a friend. A woman, late sixties. She would tell them stories and let them pick grapes to take home. "Ms...Winters?"
The woman smiled, showing a row of still perfect teeth. "Indeed. Come, there is nothing here for you. To my house little one. There, there you will find your answers." Ms. Winters walked out of the burned cabin and into the woods.
Kalia was still unsure. But this was te woman from her childhood. She trusted her. Plus, the woman said she had the answers. "Wait! I am coming!" Kalia called, rushing after her.