Earth-Middle (Fantasy Quest RP, NEW and ACCEPTING)

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(Actually yea that would be great. Zane is bleeding preddy badly and Zepporah doesn't have much energy left in her to carry him anymore. So yea that would be great ^-^)

~Zepporah/Zane~
Elven-Dragon Hybrid~18~ female/ male~ control the weather with emotions, fly, and never misses with bow and arrow/ move at high speeds, elemental power of earth, morph objects into weapons

Zepporah walked on. The clouds had started to block out the sun as her emotions started to take hold. She could feel her brothers heart beat now begin to slow. She sweeped him off his feet and started to struggle in through the crowds. Zane stood a few inches taller than her and weighed a lot more. Her focus was on zane when she ran into micheal. She stopped in her tracks almost falling backwards. The man in front of her towered over her. She had to lean back just to see his face. "Sir?" She called suprised he wasn't moving. He seemed deep in thought. Zane shuddered. Zepporahs blue eyes snapped back to her brother. "Hush" she said tenderly. Fear striking behind her eyes. Rain started to sprinkle around them as a tear rolled down her right cheek. She looked back up at the man. "Can you help him?" She asked.

[daices.]

Michael~~~
Michael heard a small girl's voice echo somewhere in the midst of his thoughts. Snapping out of his deep thinking with a small jerk, he abruptly turned around, eyes flashing gold for the barest moment- it was not such a good idea to shock him. After seeing it was a girl much, much smaller than him, he looked down. "Hrrrmmmmm?" He rumbled in a deep voice. However, despite his imposing appearance and voice, he had a very soft and cuddly feel to him... for whatever reason. "What is it, child?" Wiping rain from his face, he eyed the girl and her brother. "You would like help? What for?" Michael frowned a bit again. what was this that happened? There was an injury? But that was impossible... Demons dissipated almost at once and celestial beings had regenetative powers... Michael's eyes widened a bit. He had forgotten he was in the mortal world. "Is your kin... wounded?" Michael felt a bit uncomfortable saying the almost never used word. "Tell me where."

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~Zepporah/Zane~
Elven-Dragon Hybrid~18~ female/ male~ control the weather with emotions, fly, and never misses with bow and arrow/ move at high speeds, elemental power of earth, morph objects into weapons

Zepporah nearly launched herself at him in rage at being called a child, but she took a deep breathe in and relaxed. Though he dragon spiked tail lashed behind her. He spoke strangely. As if being injured and hurt was new to him. "We were attacked by shadow walkers." She paused. "You know what i speak of don't you?" She asked. "Never mind it doesn't matter. His left wing is ripped pretty bad and he has a deep side wound." She explained to him.

[daices.]

Michael~~~
Michael's eyes flashed gold again; it definitely wasn't an illusion. "Demons, you say? Hrrrrmmmm...." He rumbled again. "And I thought most were demolished in the great war... Seems I am wrong." Eyeing the girl's tail for a moment, his mellow gaze then flicked to the boy slung across her back. Walking a few paces to an abandoned vegetable stall, he pointed at the long table. "Put him down. here." He had a slight accent to his voice, but it was an extremely strange and unique one. "Hurry, child; that boy is at border's door. Believe me; I can tell." Indeed he could; he could sense the spirit of this child wavering, pulling closer and closer to the border where he would go to either heaven or Hell.

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~Zepporah/Zane~
Elven-Dragon Hybrid~18~ female/ male~ control the weather with emotions, fly, and never misses with bow and arrow/ move at high speeds, elemental power of earth, morph objects into weapons

Zepporah followed him and rested him on the table. Careful to not bend her brothers wing more than it already was. She took a step back and stretched out her own wings, feeling them start to fall asleep from Zane being on her back.
Zane fluttered his eyes open but it was just long enough to see his sister and the man before he was taking back to darkness.
Zepporah watched. Fear striking her. She started to fiddle with the sword piece that hung loosely from her necklace. She looked down at it as it was glowing blue. She watched the back of the mans head. 'This must be at least one of them.' She thought.

[daices.]

Michael~~~
Michael walked over to the boy, examining him. After a while, he sighed, then held out two fingers on his left hand, then two on his right; touching the two fingers on his right to his forehead, he then barked out a line of guttural language that sounded both simple and powerful at the same time. If it could be translated, into human words, then one would know that he had said 'Archangel form, wake!' In celestial language. A dazzling, searingly bright glow fell on Michael, and three pairs of pure gold wings unfolded on his back, each about as tall as he was. Michael's hair and eyes then seemed to flip-flop, his hair turning the same gold as his wings and his eye turning a pure silvery white. Ignoring the girl and turning to the boy lying on the table, Michael then held out a hand over the boy's head; a blazing flame appeared, pure white. Setting the boy on fire, Michael then looked at the girl. "It is done. He will be well." He rumbled, flames receding from his arm. However, the boy appeared to still be on fire...

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~Zepporah/Zane~
Elven-Dragon Hybrid~18~ female/ male~ control the weather with emotions, fly, and never misses with bow and arrow/ move at high speeds, elemental power of earth, morph objects into weapons

Zepporah watched as he changed. She smiled knowing an archangel was healing her brother but soon her smile turned to a frown. "What are you doin!?" She screeched as a loud clap of thunder boomed overhead. She pulled an arrow from her quiver and equipped her bow. She directed it at him. "If you harm my brother. Be sure to note that i will harm you" she growled. There was a warning in her voice that she will release the arrow and it would hit her target. She didn't want to kill the man because they needed him for the quest but an injured archangel would be just fine. She watched as he sat her brother on fire. The wounds on his side started to heal. When the man finished her brother looked to be still on fire. "What wrong with you. Put that fire out or you will burn him." She screeched again as lightening flashed close by and thunder rolled above.

[daices.]

Michael~~~
Michael looked at Zepporah with a stony, impassive expression, his personality seemingly completely different. Seeing the arrow pointed at him, Michael's wings flared out for the merest second. "Know your place, foolish mortal." He rumbled in a cool, impassive voice. "You are currently in my debt; you have no place to pull a weapon on me. You are just wasting arrows. Now, if you are done with your squabbling... You will find your kin is fine." Pointing at the boy, the holy fire suddenly dissipated, though it left the faint scent of charred cloth. "Are all mortals like this?" Michael rumbled, slightly weary. "All so quick to judge and quick to act... Ah well, it is most expected when one's lifetime is but a blip in history."

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Alexandra~~~
Alexandra glanced at her cup for a few seconds. "...No. I do not have two threes. Good guess, however; It seems you've been at this for quite a while. I think I'll go with one three for you?" Alexandra frowned under her cloak. Tapping her fingers slightly on the wooden table, you could almost see the gears in Alexandra's head turning as she thought; she took her games quite seriously. Then again, she took pretty much everything quite seriously. "I believe this will be quite the fun match of Liar's Dice, eh?"

Tam smirked. "It would be, if yeh knew the rules. We guess what the dice say between both our cups, not just mine or yours, and..." She lifted her cup as she spoke, silently swapping out the six for a three from her sleeve without looking at the cup. "I won the first round, regardless of what you've got."

This would be a fun match.

She frowned, however, as she saw that stupid key glow through her shirt sleeve. The hell is with this thing? she thought to herself. She recovered, however, and put her customary smile back on her face.

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~Zepporah/Zane~
Elven-Dragon Hybrid~18~ female/ male~ control the weather with emotions, fly, and never misses with bow and arrow/ move at high speeds, elemental power of earth, morph objects into weapons

Zepporah relaxed a bit. She eyed micheal carefully. "Most of us mortals are not used to seeing our kin set on fire." She grumbled as she replaced the arrow back in her quiver and slung her bow across her shoulders. She moved past him and knelt beside her brother holding his hand. She looked back up to micheal. Her eyes now calm as the weather outside. "I am Zepporah by the way, and the man you just saved is my brother, Zane." She explained to him. Her blue eyes took in his angelic form. "I think i liked you better as a human." She said giving him a smile. Her mood completely changed. She looked back down to her brother who seemed to be deep in sleep. She ran her hand across his scaly face. "If you don't mind me asking. Where are you heading stranger?" She looked back up to him. He spiked dragon tail swaying back and forth impatiently like a cat would waiting her food.