The great War

[ghostie..]

Dovev listens to the other talk, admiring the wisdom of the Angel. Something he had not seen since the time of the old ones. "Yes, I may have a loyalty. To the King. To Grimm." He says, watching the fire. "The King raised me as his own son. He taught me how to be a killer. How to fight, to protect. He's the closest thing to a father I have, I suppose...." His voice trails off.

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Jackson smiles faintly at the wer, kissing his head. "Good, because you need sleep. You're still not out of the clear. I wanna make sure you're not ill."

[Baelixx]

Alanna
She laughed softly. " I'm human, i can't be born ready, but being a knight is as close as it gets...", she said with a bright smile as he flew...
Jai
She smiled softly and watched him, walking along slightly behind. At the question, she smiled brightly, her tail moving back and forth in a rhythmical fashion. "I'd love to.", she said softly, smiling brightly.
Deathwing
he kept quiet, watching her.
Arthas Menethil
He now placed back and forth in his library, have clasped behind guess back as he thought of what to do...
Kwinerva
she smiled softly and scratched her head a bit. " Food sounds great...", she said and looked over at Grim, smiling brightly. She hadn't eaten in quite a while and was pretty hungry.
Grim
she looked back at her and shrugged. "I'm ok, thank you for offering..."

[Alpha*]

"We do not have to follow in our kindreds' steps, even if we happen to learn much of what creates us from them, we make our own paths.. when we want. I did." The Angel shakes his head sleepilly and climbs to his feet - shedding jacket and tunic and cloak - revealing a mess of scars and wounds and almost tattoos, angel markings before he gets to work. Morag makes up the spare bed, "There is a bath-house through this door, a small space for clothing - you can bathe if you desire; and if you are hungry there is a cubbord with dried fruits, nuts and meats - The Silver One brought me some meat a few weeks ago." a shrug as he speaks to the other.

Con shakes his head, "I'm not ill Goon.'' he replies with another soft purr. "I'm not becomming so."

The silver dragon laughs, "It is an expression Alanna." he teases her mercillisly.

He takes a deep breath and beams at her before continuing his walk, "Tell me something."

[Baelixx]

Jai
She smiled softly and walked along. "Hmm, what kind of something?", she asked softly, unsure.
Alanna
"Hmm, whatever...", she said softly. " You do enjoy teasing me Ketch..."

[Alpha*]

"There you go." says the Angel with wornness in his voice; "I have been,.. nevermind." Morag shakes his head and banishes the thoughts as he turns away - headed for his own bed though it is only early afternoon. "Let me know if you need anything, though the elves call me a fairy they are still terrified of me.. for some reason..not sure why." he sits on his bed with a smile and a yawn, bare feet pulled up beside himself "The future.. changes.. always changes." and in a ball he crashes out - wings unwillingly furl over himself tearing from his skin-leaving bloody, ragged looking cuts, shedding those irredecent feathers everywhere in a flurry like a barely contained snow-storm.

Adam takes a deep breath, a long moment to keep ahold of himself, when he does there is a touch of steel to hide the fear unsucessfully in his voice. "Why do you come...with me Jai? " in her name is love.

The Silvery dragon grins at her toothilly, "Mmmm." he mutters to himself, "How you do know me!" For Ketch is always up for a good joke or prank.

Contrast hugs the other in a tight hold, "He probably doesnt remember us.. anyways..''

[нana ѕong]

(Its Ray...Back to my old Username, so you can call my Ray or Neko)

[Baelixx]

Oo, kk//

[нana ѕong]

(no for another random post...)

Deryn sighs, running her hand down Nightshades nose. Something still didn't feel right. Not at all. With a slight frown, she goes against her better judgment, as she walks over to where Nightshades riding materials are. Heading back to her mare, she quickly tacks her up, before grabbing the reins. "Come on girl...Looks like we have nothing else to do today anyways," she comments softly, before walking out of the stables. As soon as the duo are outside, the lady knight swings herself into the saddle, moving Nightshade into a gentle trot.

[Baelixx]

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Just a new rp of mine, just posting so you guys can see it //

[ghostie..]

The wolf watches the angel with a silent form of curiosity, listening to the offer of a bed and food and washing, then watching as the angel crashed on the bed. His steps quiet, he walked over to the angel, looking at the many scars and new wounds on the body. The feathers didn't help him any, but he had already decided against asking about that. Silent, he took his jacket and tore a few strips of cloth off the material, not knowing where the aid kit was. Carefully, as not to wake up the angel, he tied the cloth around some of the open wounds. It would stop the bleeding, most of the wounds didn't seem too deep so with that, he turned into a wolf. He didn't need the bed, he much rather curl up next to the fireplace.

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Jackson holds the other in his arms, smiling faintly as he is called a goon by the small wer, then it fading slightly as they speak of the wolf once more. "Perhaps, but I will be watching nevertheless." He says, stroking the other's hair softly. "Why don't you show me the place you found? The one we were going to explore?"

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Xa'limir nods at the two girls. "I'll be back before dawn. I need to fly out of Ellesemera to hunt, the elves don't take kindly to meat eaters like me. You two stay here, you wouldn't be able to keep up anyway and the cold air would hurt your fragile lungs." He walked towards the door, wings coming out of his back. He glanced back at them. "And the Shadowdancer is under our protection, Kwinerva. If you must hold a grudge, do it to the wolf, not Grimm. I do not want to come back to a Massacre. Either of you."