Knights of The Round Table and Dragon roleplay

[ghostie..]

Xa'limir
Run, Lost One! Get to the Angel! He growled into her mind, his own mind growling hazy from the thin air sice he had chased her so high. Realizing the other could still breathe, he went into a spiral dive, baiting the other to chase. Feeling her fire breath singe the scaled on his tail, he locked his wings so he grew closer to the ground.

[Baelixx]

Kwinerva
She bit her lip and ran, she ran as fast as she could.
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[Alpha*]

Morag bolts upright with a shout, "Keep them here!" he yells to the dragon, pulling the sleepy Wer from Jackson's chest and lurching for the sky in a flash of light - letting his Real self, the True Angel out, to take over and lend this mortal form strength and speed. Without the emblem it would be hard to come out of being light and music but well worth it to save the maiden.

"Kwin!" yowls the dark cat, pointing with one paw toward the princess as she runs, eyes above them on the fighting dragons. The Angel says nothing but falls like a dieing star to infront of her.

"Quickly, hold onto me." he tells her but the wer who'd come leaps away, he would stay with Xa'limir.

[ghostie..]

Dragoness
She latched onto Xa'limir, keeping his wings pinned down to his sides with amazing strength that Xa'limir couldn't break. Pinning his wings, she stopped him from preventing or slowing his rapid decent towards the ground, lowering her head to make it faster as they neared the ground. Growling in his ear, she let go and vaulted back into the air right as Xa'limir crashed into the ground. Her silver armor glittered in the sunlight, her flank decorated with the King's crest.

Xa'limir
Crashing into the ground, white lights flashed in the back of his mind as pain erupted in his body. Shakily standing up, he roared up at the dragoness before shooting upwards into the air. He caught her tail between his teeth, and swung his head with brute force as she struggled to get out of his grasp. Her back claw struck his face, causing him to let go of her with a loud growl of pain and fury.

[notactive]

Silent began imitating bird noises. His wings stretched out, and took to the sky, continuing to imitate chirps. This usually hid the fact he was a Nightshade, though some people managed to memorize the common noises they imitate and use that to track them. He hovered in the air, then let out a loud cry as he almost veered into two fighting dragons. He then tried to catch a current. He caught it, and stared at the dragons. His eyes began to glow as he contacted them. What are you doing? He asked.

[ghostie..]

Dragoness
Screeching when an unexpected voice caught her mind, she froze just long enough to be kicked into a nearby cliff, pain shooting through her back at the contact. Unable to move, she fell limply to an outcropping, and lay there, breathing heavily under the weighted armor.

Xa'limir
Roaring at the dragoness in victory, he looked at the new dragon, and touched his mind. She attacked me, and works for the King, judging by the crest on her side. Thank you for distracting her long enough so I could get an advantage. He said in thanks to the dragon, watching him as his own wings struggled to keep his weight supported due to his strained muscles.

[Alpha*]

Contrast clambers up to Xa'limir with a purr, touching his scales with his nose. "You are bleeding Dark Warrior," he murrmmers, "Nomatter, the Angel has her, she is safe and He will heal you soon as the others know your fates." the Wer's acid eyes are on the newcommer she-dragon and he cannot hide the purr. Another Dragon. Despite that she works for the King. "And who are You Night-Shade?"

[notactive]

Silent blinked. It was accidental, actually. Turning to Contrast, he gazed at him. Silent. Have the nightmares gone into order? I sent the Crystal of Nightmares back to it's temple. He replied. His shiny black scales caught the sunlight, and his eyes stopped glowing.

[ghostie..]

Xa'limir
He slowly descended into a dive, lightly landing next to the dragoness. "My injuries can wait, Contrast." He insists, then looked closer at the dragoness, then yanked his head back as she snapped at his face, not allowing him to get closer. He growled, and she cowered to the ground, at his mercy. "It wold be a shame... Killing her." He says, absentmindedly as he again moves closer to inspect her armor.

[Alpha*]

The wer blinks thoughtfully, "I don't know what you speak of Silent." he answers in a soft voice, so unlike when he trusts someone. His dark red and glistening black pelt ruffles, "Crystal nightmares? I haven't heard of those and I have known many things. What do you mean Dream-Keeper?"