Knights of The Round Table and Dragon roleplay

[Alpha*]

The Angel holds the princess tight and then is surging for the sky with glittering, light-eating wings. Morag grimaces, "What happened?" he asks her, headed for Ketch's caves.

Contrast reaches out and touches Xa'limir's cheek. "You are better than them Dark one." he murmmers, "The Angel... lets just say that I know of pain and cruelty." he retracts his hand. "The Angel will tend you, he is on his way. And questions? The answers will come when you gain her trust, her loyalty and affection - this? This only brings pain and hatred. It is coersion. And it is what we fight against Every Day. It is what you were Saved from by the Angel saving your rider, by you and the Redeemed being pulled from the bowels of the earth. You are Better than this and I can prove it." he turns from his friend to the injured dragoness, "Hello, " he tells her. "We do not want to hurt you, please, what is your name?"

[notactive]

Silent sighed. His tail flicked. We're protective. We don't give information easy unless there is trust... He frowned at Xa'limir. You don't need to do that so I can fish through her memories. Memories are precious, maybe she doesn't want some to be read. I wouldn't want you to read certain memories of mine, though my mind is advanced enough to lock certain memories.

[Baelixx]

Kwinerva
"We just woke up and then there was this new drain and she attacked Xa'limir and and....", the story rambled out of her as they flew.
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[notactive]

Silent hadn't been thinking about his little issue he had right now. Every single time he took in so much information, he fainted. Usually for a few hours. His eyes suddenly flashed, then faded to a bland color. His legs collapsed from under him, and he hit the ground, and he blacked out.

[ghostie..]

Xa'limir
He felt a flash of gratitude towards the Wer, and he touched the tip of his snout to the Wer's chest in appreciation. "Thank you, Contast." He murmurs, then looks over at the other, named Silent. Yes, some memories are personal, but it is better to know the truth of someone... They could clip your wings midst battle, if you're not careful. He replies, the draconian saying coming to his mind easily.


Dragoness
She looks at Contrast frightened, but too weak to fight. Instead, she pushes herself against the wall more as the wer spoke. "M..My name is personal..," she managed to spit out, definitely not trusting this certain group, her heart hammering in her chest so loudly she was sure they could hear. She jumped when one of the dragon's collapsed, and pushed against the wall further.

[notactive]

Silent knew he was dreaming again. A dream animal always came and told him what he did wrong, even though he figured it out. "Silent... You keep dodging the rules. You know you can't come close to others. This often happens!" He sighed. Struggling up. He collapsed again. "Don't remind me." He mumbled. He was speaking in cat, because this spirit animal was a cat.

Silent was mumbling in his "Dream world". They could hear his mumbling, though never understood it because he spoke in cat. They also would've seen him struggle up, then collapse.

[Alpha*]

The Wer smiles lightly and nods just a tad, "You dont have to be afraid, you are Free. You can be who and what you want. Old names? You can choose another, make a new life." he tells them all, sadness for the pain in his eyes,"Then what would you have us call you?" Contrast asks softly, in a soothing way. "How about... "Fiadhaich"? Or perhaps "Oiche"?" Only for a second does he reguard the one called Silent.

( The Irish Gaelic words for 'night' is oiche and 'stormy' is...fiadhaich.)

"I see." he murmmers, *I should never have let them go. Never again!* he mentally snarls to himself. They are almost to the caves and keen eyes are searching for Jackson.

[notactive]

The dream cat continued to stare sternly at him. "Try not to make that same old mistake." He murmured, and he finally snapped out of the world.

Coughing, Silent blinked, staggering up and shaking himself off. Sorry. I took in a bit too much, and I fainted. Got a lecture from a cat. He made a face.

[ghostie..]

Dragoness
She shudders, "I will never be free...," she murmurs, looking at the wer sadly. She tries to spit out the words, and dips her head when she can't. "The King... He holds my Eldunari." She says, her voice sorrowful, looking at Contrast. "But... Until I can tell you my name... You may know me as Oiche..," she mumbles, then spreads her wings. Much of the membrane is torn from Xa'limir's claws, and after a moment, she says; "until then, stay away from me... I am a forced killer."

Jackson
He climbed up the dragons, agile from the times he and Contrast used to have climbing races, and looked at Silent. Dipping his head, he stepped forward and held out his hand, intending to gently touch the dragon's nose in greeting. Stopping, he asked, "may I?"

[Baelixx]

Kwinerva
She looked down at her feet. 'Xa'limir, are you alright?', she asked through their connection, staying quiet.