The Age of Destruction Dragon/Human Cataclysm 1x1 RP
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Re: The Age of Destruction Dragon/Human Cataclysm 1x1 RP
by riddlestyx » Sun Feb 06, 2011 1:03 pm
(( PMed. ^^ ))
Cynder's eyes widened, stunned to see Rynn. But she showed no fear. Cynder lunged from the throne, landing harshly in front of Rynn with blazing eyes, "It appears you have refused the offer to run, and take death as your punishment." The massive dragon began to laugh darkly, echoing throughout the Throneroom. She turned towards the guards, and ordered, "This battle is mine." Cynder lowered her head to Rynn, fangs dripping venom, "I'd wish you good luck but that would be a waste."
Cynder's eyes widened, stunned to see Rynn. But she showed no fear. Cynder lunged from the throne, landing harshly in front of Rynn with blazing eyes, "It appears you have refused the offer to run, and take death as your punishment." The massive dragon began to laugh darkly, echoing throughout the Throneroom. She turned towards the guards, and ordered, "This battle is mine." Cynder lowered her head to Rynn, fangs dripping venom, "I'd wish you good luck but that would be a waste."
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Re: The Age of Destruction Dragon/Human Cataclysm 1x1 RP
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Sun Feb 06, 2011 1:15 pm
The guards were only that scavenger. And of course a Flame Knight that was randomly patroling. He quickly bowed and creeped off further, leaving his queen as she wished. Rynn looked up at the dragon with an angry frown "Now listen here you reptile!" she said, pointing a finger at her nose, making her make a few steps backwards "Give me the rune that opens the cage, NOW!" she yelled out in the Throneroom at Cynder. The Mournbringer made a loud humming voice as she swung it backwards during the step forward she made. She stared up into the dragon's blue eyes, not fearing to fight.
"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: The Age of Destruction Dragon/Human Cataclysm 1x1 RP
by riddlestyx » Sun Feb 06, 2011 1:26 pm
Cynder rasped angrily, head shooting up. A dark and black aurora surrounded her, and her eyes turning an extremely bright and glowing pale blue. Cynder swiped violently at Rynn. "Never! The Rune belongs to us!" She roared, the dark pulsing through her body.
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Re: The Age of Destruction Dragon/Human Cataclysm 1x1 RP
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Sun Feb 06, 2011 1:30 pm
Rynn fell backwards, but quickly got up, swinging the Mournbringer inches away from Cynder's face that it actually hit her. That blade could also heal it's "owner" that it was held by by hitting the opponent. Rynn gritted her teeth "You won't get away with this! Neither did Shilla did!" she yelled and lunged to attack again, swinging the Mournbringer violently to hit Cynder in the head to put her unconscious. But that would be hard to do, the queen was obviously a tough opponent.
"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: The Age of Destruction Dragon/Human Cataclysm 1x1 RP
by riddlestyx » Sun Feb 06, 2011 1:33 pm
Cynder swiftly recoiled, but the blade just barely swiping at her nose. At the state she was at the moment, this wouldn't be an easy battle for Rynn. Cynder snarled, leaping into the air and dissolving into the shadows. Her dark laughter was heard from all around, obviously pleased with herself. Cynder was an excellent decision for the new queen, and that was no mistake.
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Re: The Age of Destruction Dragon/Human Cataclysm 1x1 RP
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Sun Feb 06, 2011 1:38 pm
Rynn could see the Cage Rune attached to one of Cynder's legs with a belt. That was always done, the servants knowing how well a queen kept those. She wiped her brow and jumped up, managing to swing the long blade of the Mournbringer at Cynder and hit her chest, but it was too late as the queen vanished. Rynn landed and looked around the Throneroom "What, do you cower? Come out and fight like a queen!" she shouted, the Mournbringer held firmly.
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"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: The Age of Destruction Dragon/Human Cataclysm 1x1 RP
by riddlestyx » Sun Feb 06, 2011 1:43 pm
(( Btw, Cynder vanished into the shadows. XD You might wanna edit that... ))
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Re: The Age of Destruction Dragon/Human Cataclysm 1x1 RP
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Sun Feb 06, 2011 1:52 pm
(( Oh xD Edited ^_______^ ))
"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: The Age of Destruction Dragon/Human Cataclysm 1x1 RP
by riddlestyx » Sun Feb 06, 2011 1:59 pm
(( XD Okay. Btw, sorry if it might take a while for me to reply, working on my comic. ))
Cynder's laughter cut short, her eyes now showing from the shadows of the roof of the darkened Throneroom. She then burst from the darkness, eyes shining with hunger for the human's flesh. It had been a while since she feasted on the meat of a human. But Cynder couldn't. Instead, she would put her body up for display in her Throneroom. But then something hit her. What if Rynn did beat her. She mentally bit herself. Impossible! Cynder was then shook from her thoughts, tacking Rynn violently. She cleverly kept Rynn away from her hind legs as they flipped and tumbled. Cynder growled menacingly, deadly venom dripping from her fangs as she aimed an attack for Rynn's neck.
Cynder's laughter cut short, her eyes now showing from the shadows of the roof of the darkened Throneroom. She then burst from the darkness, eyes shining with hunger for the human's flesh. It had been a while since she feasted on the meat of a human. But Cynder couldn't. Instead, she would put her body up for display in her Throneroom. But then something hit her. What if Rynn did beat her. She mentally bit herself. Impossible! Cynder was then shook from her thoughts, tacking Rynn violently. She cleverly kept Rynn away from her hind legs as they flipped and tumbled. Cynder growled menacingly, deadly venom dripping from her fangs as she aimed an attack for Rynn's neck.
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Re: The Age of Destruction Dragon/Human Cataclysm 1x1 RP
by ~Supernatural Life~ » Sun Feb 06, 2011 2:08 pm
(( Its okay ^^ I'm actually watching a turkish comedy with bularian subtitles, so it might take me awhile as well... I switched to the phone now... ))
Rynn gasped, the Mournbringer luckily not slipping away. She growled "Kill me, and your little ritual will fail!" she yelled out, lifting a knee to hit her in the stomatch. Now she saw her chance and swung the lava blade across the dragoness' chest, then quickly attempted to get to the rune, threatfully holding up the as powerful as the Runeblade - the Mournbringer. She stretched out her hand to reach the belt in a desperate attempt.
Rynn gasped, the Mournbringer luckily not slipping away. She growled "Kill me, and your little ritual will fail!" she yelled out, lifting a knee to hit her in the stomatch. Now she saw her chance and swung the lava blade across the dragoness' chest, then quickly attempted to get to the rune, threatfully holding up the as powerful as the Runeblade - the Mournbringer. She stretched out her hand to reach the belt in a desperate attempt.
"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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