by Soarora » Mon Jan 28, 2019 3:46 am
username: MaximumWildlife
name: Draconas
gender: Female
prompt:
Outside the cold air is whipping across the landscape like a small hurricane. There, she stands. Draconas, the legendary. The winds don’t phase her at all, as she stares down into the Horacan Valley. Slowly, she spins and walks away from the Valley, and towards the large hut on the hill. With a sigh, she pushes the door open and is met with a flash of the warm light and heat hitting her body. Everyone inside quickly perks up, and stares with shock at the door, some even with fear. “Enter the dragon!” Draconas shouts, flipping her head into the air with glory. Although she very much did not want to fight, she knew what was about to occur.
“Draconas,” a shadow in the edge of the room whispers.
“Yes, Horaca?” She replies, staring with her bright red eyes right into the shadow.
“What brings you here on this glorious day? You wish to fight?” the creature crawls out of the corner, and then stands tall.
“Do I ever wish to? No, of course not. However, I know you well enough that you want to show off and feed into your ever growing ego,” Draconas states as she checks her shining armor in the mirror.
“SHUT UP!” yells the tall man with a snarl, “I can’t believe you walk around calling out your title and fighting people in their own safe homes!”
The crowd gasps and begins to stare at Draconas.
“You know well as I that I have no choice in the matter,” she starkly replies while polishing her sword.
“Sure, sure, but why?” he questions, moving forward.
“Why? Well,” Draconas spins around to lock eyes with the robed man, “because you keep stirring up trouble for The Alphins.. and of course.. the others themselves. You almost killed Fereal!”
“Almost? Well perhaps this time I will finally make a kill, Dragon.”
“We shall see about that, Lost One.”
Draconas sets her helmet atop her head, and Horaca grabs a katana.
Time to go ham on this
well time isn’t rn
But s o o n
Honk honk