Threat of Shadow ➳ A Medieval RP ➳ Open and Accepting

[iWonder]

Ondine.

Ondine resisted a glare at the younger woman's remark. "Thank you. Have fun waiting here." And with that she led Georgie away. Of course she could pay for the food, she may not dress like she can, but she has money. And if there is not enough, a little dip of her hand into somebody's pocket would solve the issue.
When they reached the bakery the sweet smell of cinnamon, rising yeast and sugar met Ondine's nose. She smiled. "What do you want?" She asked, looking down at Georgie before stepping inside the fragrant building.

[Forever Insane]

Sidran shook her head, surprised to here her own language, she lowered her head toward him, to hear better, she felt rather flattered, she spoke in the human's language, a gift she had learned as a hatchling "my name is Sidran, and yes I speak your language" she flicked her tail "mages" she growled, blue flames licked around her sharp fangs

Georgie's eyes widened, she sniffed at the fragrant air "can I have a cinnamon pastry?" she asked hopefully, she began to twine her red curls around her fingers

[ghostie..]

> Dovev

Status;Talking Tags; Sidran

He nods, expecting this. Slipping back into English, he gestured to the chains. "I am no friend to the Mages, Sidran. I am called The Ghost, and I retrieve people." He pauses, looking to the chains. "And I can release you, if so you wish. However, you cannot attack the Kingdom of Silithia. The mages there can harm even a mighty dragon such as yourself, and they would only put you back here. I wouldn't be able to help you, then. I would be gone."

He walks over to the chains, resting a hand on cold metal. He could break the chains, probably, but he had to make sure the dragon wouldn't ruin his plan to break out Bane. After all, dealing with Mages was hard enough. He didn't want to have to deal with a dragoness as well. "A time will come for revenge, dragoness. But now is not the time. There are many who would go against the Kingdom of Silitha. You can seek them out."

[lion's tooth]

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Fellwyn couldn't deny the woman's attitude stung a little. That atleast proved she was no criminal scum. And she did have a child with her. Oh well, Fellwyn would just have to apologize if she saw her again. In the meantime however, it was probably best to focus on her order and scold herself for her ill manners. She allowed her mind to wander. This line seemed to be going nowhere fast.

[iWonder]

(Lol.)
Ondine.

Ondine nodded, looking around the crowded store for Liz. She was in the middle of a crowd of young men, all talking and smiling.
"Please stop, I do not want to go on a walk, or out to eat, or on a ride or have a chat with any of you! Shoo!" Liz growled, waving her hands at the fondling crowd. The men dispersed muttering, and cursing the other men for ruining their chances.

Liz shook her head, running to the back room and coming out with a tray of rolls. Ondine waited for Liz to notice them, looking at all the sweets and treats.
Liz smiled and waved at them "Ondine!" She exclaimed, coming around the counter to hug her cousin. She hadn't seen Georgie. "Hello Lizbeth. " Ondine, pulled out of the embrace.

Liz looked down at Georgiana a little surprised. "Ondine... Who is this?" She looked from Georgie to Ondine. They did have the same red hair.

"Have you forgotten already?"
"It appears I have."

[Forever Insane]

Sidran dipped her head "I understand, you must be here to retrieve someone, for a paying client, I know your kind" smoke drifted from her nostrils "I plan on being far from this place, dragons dislike mages, they make our scales burn"

Georgie smiled brilliantly "I'm Georgie" she said brightly, she looked around the shop and noticed the retreating men "who are they?" she asked

[ghostie..]

> Dovev

Status;Talking Tags; Sidran

He steps back from the chains, unhooking his whip from his belt, the same warmth traveling up his arm as he regarded the chains. The whip had been a gift from the same one who had given him immortality...with one other ability he found handy but rarely ever used. The whip was enchanted; it would move as fast as lightning, strike like a cobra, and would follow his command in whatever he wished it to.

However, all things came with a price. The whip would feed off his memories as he used it, but only the unimportant ones. He could store memories in a special 'lockbox,' if you will, where he could access them like a library. Turning the handle of the whip in his hand, the tip began to glow a bright yellow, then an orange, then an electric blue as he slowly turned it. Then, his arm snapped forward like a cobra, the heated whip breaking through the first chain like one would break bread. Then the next, then the next. Only when all the chains were broken did the whip simmer, Dovev latching it back onto his belt. At the dragon's comment, he chuckled. "Oh no, dragoness. You've never seen a man like me."

[Forever Insane]

Sidran narrowed her gold eyes "oh I have, just like you, a century ago there were several, we called them the cursed" with that she spread her wings and pushed herself off into the air and shot toward the west

[ghostie..]

> Dovev

Status; Riding Tags; Diablo- Horse

"Cursed..." He murmured to himself, turning and walking back to Diablo as the dragoness flew away. Yes, he was cursed, and yes, there were others. He had disposed of many of them when he found they were doing things Dovev didn't particularly approve of. he wasn't the strongest of them all, but he was one of the most clever. He was also one of the eldest, but only because he killed many of those who were older and stronger than he.

Returning to Diablo, he untied the horse and swung up into the saddle. Steering the spooked stallion around the tree, he continued on his way to Silithia. He was there by nightfall, and it was the best time to be able to slip into the castle. Normally, he would have set up surveillance for at least a week, but since he had been inside so many times it was hardly necessary anymore. Silitha was a special case. Break in, retrieve, break out before they find you. He knew he would have to spend a few weeks with Bane, as they would have to take the long way around to loose the trackers the mages would set after them.

[azhefa.]

{{Alrighty! Nazarath has made his entrance in town! Lol beware!

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{Wɪʟᴅ Dʀᴀɢᴏɴ}
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ⋮ ♂ ⋮ Uᶰᵏᶰᵒʷᶰ ⋮ Sᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉˢ : Dragon ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Single ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Everyone in town

With a great yawn, the massive black beast awakes in his wide cavern that he had dug into a mountain side the night before. His mouth opens wide and his long sharp teeth flash in the faint sunlight that was trickling into his makeshift den, like his scales, his teeth were black like obsidian and sharp enough to bite a boulder in half as if it was made of half melted butter. Nazarath snorts a little as he crawls out of his cavern, his white eyes quickly adjusting to the bright light that shines down upon him when he emerges from the rocks. The sky was clear and the sun warm upon his scales, the perfect day for him to raid the town, he hasn't eaten in a few days which is a dangerous thing for the people who roam the towns today.

Nazarath crouches and then launches his massive bulk into the sky, his wings snapping out like two great black sails to catch the wind. He rides an warm updraft towards the clouds and then soars on the currents that flowed under the fluffy white puffs of vapor, it was hard for him to fly in still air so he prefers to ride the currents and drafts. The big black dragon rides a current until he was over the forest, he loved to fly low over the trees so that he arrived over the town practically unseen, a deadly surprise attack. He flexes his wings and drops in altitude so that he was instead flying low over the forest, his super-sized wings beating every now and again to keep him in the air, the force of the wind his wings create bends the trees almost to the point of breaking. As he flies, he stays quiet which is quite the feat since it's pretty hard to keep wings larger than a ship silent in flight.

After flying for a few minutes, Nazarath can see the town only a mile or so away, his excellent sight was rivaled only by another dragon. The small streams of smoke puffing from a few buildings were clear against the pale blue sky, almost like signals to the nightmarish beast that there is prey in town. Once he was only half a mile away from the town, Nazarath lets out a thunderous roar that seems to shake the sky and that vibrates the ground like a minor earthquake. The screams and shouts that reach his ears were like music to him as well as a loud dinner bell. With a second loud bellow, the dragon appears over the town, his massive size blocking out the sun as he spews bright blue/white fire from his jaws. The fire engulfs a few homes and dozens of people which pleases the great beast, the more death and destruction, the better.

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{Qᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴏғ Eᴅᴇʟɪᴠɪᴀ}
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Nᵉˢˢ ⋮ 37 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉˢ : Human ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Single ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Renna

The Queen wasn't at all intimidated by the unknown rider, not even when they showed their face and stunning grey eyes. Everness has always admired grey eyes, her husband had had steel grey eyes that she loved. With a small shake of her head, she rids her mind of the lovely grey eyes of her late husband and focuses on Renna instead, nodding to the woman when she speaks of bounties and reaping, a bounty hunter. She nods again and motions to the Guard to her right with a slender hand, "My Commander has the bounties list, you may receive your copy if you wish, each has their own amount which is listed along with the names." With a nod to the Queen, the Commander steps forward and takes out a roll of parchment that was tied with a string, he holds it out to Renna with a rather narrowed gaze.

Everness clasps her hands behind her again as she speaks once more, "To receive payment, proof must be presented before my Commander. Take however long you wish, the money isn't going anywhere." With a single nod, she starts to move off, heading over to a small tree that had a few pieces of fruit hanging from its limbs. She reaches up and plucks one of the fruits and proceeds to eat it as she keeps walking, the rest of her Guard following after her as the Commander waits for the woman to take the bounty list from him.

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{Sᴛᴀʙʟᴇ Bᴏʏ ᴏғ Eᴅᴇʟɪᴠɪᴀ}
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ⋮ 22 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉˢ : Human ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Single ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Renna's Horse

When the horse stomps his hoof at him, James only chuckles as he picks out the last knot from the thick strands, "It's gonna take more than that to scare me, big boy." He quickly finishes with the tail and moves to the mane, but it wasn't as knotted as the tail so it was much easier to brush. James packs up his tools and leaves the stall once he was done, letting the stallion have his space so he can rest. He shakes his head a little when it squeals, calling to its owner, but otherwise ignores the sound. After placing his tools back in the storage room, he returns to the stall he had been cleaning when the rider interrupted him.

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{Sɪʟɪᴛʜɪᴀ Mᴀɢᴇ / Rᴏᴜɢᴇ}
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ⋮ 21 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉˢ : Cursed Mage ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Single ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: None

{Wandering in the forest now.}

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{Kɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ Eʀᴏɴɪᴇʟ}
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Mᵃʳᶜ ⋮ 24 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉˢ : Human ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Single ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: None

{Lost my muse, he's in the Eroniel castle if anyone wants to bump into him.}