Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by .Lola » Fri Feb 04, 2011 3:43 am
Nyra gazed at the larger dragon swoop down at the humans. She, along with him, swooped down, picking up a different human and dropping him, sending more water down.
(Sorry, writers block:/ Its morning where I live)
(Sorry, writers block:/ Its morning where I live)
Whoever said life was good obviously never stepped out the front door
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Feb 04, 2011 3:48 am
(( guys, can you be slower? I'm on the phone... Seriously... ))
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by .Lola » Fri Feb 04, 2011 3:48 am
Nyra saw the human wit the bow, and shot down, inches from Sunset, and knocked the man over. She picked him up and dropped him, this time from an extremely high altitude. She then worked on getting the others off of the dragon. Nyra had no clue where Alice was, but she was sure she was okay.
Whoever said life was good obviously never stepped out the front door
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Feb 04, 2011 3:52 am
The arrow let loose from it's string as the human got pinned. It shot right into his chest, making him fall limply. He quickly struggled up and kicked the humans away, managing to free the purple dragoness. He was stunned for awhile, but then blew his flames at two other that strayed too close.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by Nyne » Fri Feb 04, 2011 4:00 am
DaughterofAres wrote:Wild Dragon Form
Username:DaughterofAres
Name:Francois
Age:2321
Gender:male
Appearance:
Power(Only one): Fire
Personality:recluse amd quick to temper. Francois is not one to be messed with. He is passionate about the things he believes in and is willing to defend his honor to the death. He is ashamed of his brother and does not speak of him. Francois is quiet, but respects his fellow free dragons
History: Francois was raised by a beautiful Dragoness by the name of Sabrina with his younger brother, EriQ. He and his brother were seperated when there was a skirmish with a group of humans. His Mother went to search for him and he does not see her often anymore
Place In Flock:Lead Tracker?
Crush:open
Mate:open
Chicks:none
Other Playing with fire
[i]Tame Dragon Form
Username:DaughterofAre
Name: EriQ
Human Owner's Name: open
Age: 2113
Gender:male
Appearance:(he's the white one
Power(Only One): Electricity
Personality: EriQ is loving and playfull, the exact opposite of his brother. He is accepting of the humans and serves them as beat as possible. He loves to help and make others smile, whether they are human or dragon. He is sad that wild dragon's hate him, but hopes he will be able to join his brother agian one day
History: He was seperated from his older brother and taken by knights when he was very young. He has grown with the humans and learned their ways and helps them in any way they need
Crush:open
Mate:open
Chicks:none
Other: [color=#FF0000]playing with fire
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by Nyne » Fri Feb 04, 2011 4:09 am
(Sweet just makin sure :3 where can I jump in?)
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Feb 04, 2011 4:10 am
Amilou96 wrote:Sunset blinked when she saw the forms of two dragons around her, defending her. She arrowed her eyes at the humans, her teeth bared in an angry snarl. She glared at them with barely discuised hatred. She opened her jaws, this time, sending out more than one bolt, striking a human in the back as he tried to run. She watched them cower and start to back up, their feeble weapons raised, she snorted, as if those stupid things would defend them. She reared up, spreading her wings once more, ignoring the pain in her side and head, she growled at them.
(( I'm typing from the phone, its quite difficult you know........ ))
Arokh got the arrow from his chest and chased off the humans who quickly fled into the forest. He turned to Sunset and rose to his hind legs, eyeing her "Are you alright?" he asked in his deep, yet booming voice, then reached to get the arrow out, the golden bracelet on his right ankle shining.
Arokh got the arrow from his chest and chased off the humans who quickly fled into the forest. He turned to Sunset and rose to his hind legs, eyeing her "Are you alright?" he asked in his deep, yet booming voice, then reached to get the arrow out, the golden bracelet on his right ankle shining.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Feb 04, 2011 4:25 am
Arokh grunted, then lowered his arm, not bothering to remove the blade from her shoulder. He looked at her "I'm Arokh." came the quick reply.
Meamwhile, Rynn was blown into a hill wall from feeling the pain that Arokh took in with the arrow. Panting, she began to run to the east, hoping to reach the forest.
Meamwhile, Rynn was blown into a hill wall from feeling the pain that Arokh took in with the arrow. Panting, she began to run to the east, hoping to reach the forest.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by Nyne » Fri Feb 04, 2011 4:26 am
EriQ perked his ears at the sound of fighting, he also smelled three dragons near by. His wings flapped in slight agitation, so he lifted into the air to get a birds eye veiw of everything that was happening. He flicked his tail, circling the area in a leisurely fashion.
(sorry it's short I' m on my iPod and it's hard to type >.<)
(sorry it's short I' m on my iPod and it's hard to type >.<)
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Re: Playing With Fire~Semi Lit Dragon RP~Accepting! :D
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Fri Feb 04, 2011 4:53 am
Rynn kept running, the pain stabbing in her chest. She drew her dagger out and soon reached the lush green forest "Thank god! Thought I'd never find this forest..." she mumbled aloud, running deeper, soon hearing Arokh's voice in the distance.
Arokh looked up to see another electricity dragon. He snorted, then looked down at the golden bracelet on his ankle, soon feeling Rynn closer.
Arokh looked up to see another electricity dragon. He snorted, then looked down at the golden bracelet on his ankle, soon feeling Rynn closer.
"At the foot of Mount Tibor, surrounded and outnumbered,
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
the Order's only chance lay in this sword - the Runeblade.
The weapon was borne by the warrior Heron, and the dragon, Arokh.
As the armies clashed, Navaros entered a mystic trance,
drawing power for a massive spell of destruction.
With the stolen strength of his dragon's soul,
Navaros had grown far mightier than any mage before him.
As the words of destruction rose to his lips,
a lone dragon came shrieking from the clouds,
weaving amidst the streams of lightning and fire that flooded the sky.
On Arokh's back, Heron gripped the Runeblade in both hands,
and with one final cry,
drove it deep into Navaros' blackened heart.
All sound went silent somehow, in the moment of the act.
The tremendous forces Navaros had summoned were unleashed without direction.
The clash of swords was heard no longer, and blackness hung over the field.
When at last the smoke cleared, the two great armies lay decimated.
Where Navaros had stood, a wound-like rip had been torn in the very fabric of space.
In the smouldering crater below, Heron lay dead, the Runeblade broken in two at his side.
In that blackened pit, only the dragon Arokh still clung to life..."
Legend of the Order of the Flame,
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
of Arokh the Hero
and Heron the Mighty Rider
of how they saved the world of Drakan...
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