Threat of Shadow ➳ A Medieval RP ➳ Open and Accepting

[Inupait]

~ Female ~ Edelivia Bounty Hunter ~ 18 years ~ Tag: James ~

Renna did not know for how long she slept. her mind never truly slept, years of fighting for her life and fending for herself had taught her to never truly be asleep. even in her resting state Renna was aware of Tavin's movements next to her and the sounds around her. When she did wake she opened her pale eyes and stared up at the stallion still standing guard over her. she stood up and brushed the dust and straw from her cloak and breaches. she pulled out the list once more and read it over and over again, memorizing it. filing the names and bounties in her mental filing cabinet. her name lingered on the one name that stuck out in her mind. it was the only one that sent up a flag in her, she knew that he had t be the first one she went for or he would not be able to focus on the others. but he knew her, she knew her face. in her mind she toiled over the ideas she had used in the past and knew that none would work. She had to change something, make herself less recognizable. she glanced around her hearing the sounds of the barn once more and an idea hit her.

She stepped out of the stall and walked down the line of stalls toward where she thought she had heard the stable boy. she pulled the hood off of her head to look less threatening, she knew that the request she was about to ask would catch the poor fellow off guard and it certainly set her own nerves shivering as she approached him. her hand unconsciously slipped to her belt, resting only inches from the circular blades sheathed at her hips. "Excuse me sure" she called into the stall where he was. "how much do they pay you here?" she asked with ought waiting for him to respond to her greeting. She knew she was taking a great risk by decide on this plan but the risk was worth the reward .

[ghostie..]

> Dovev

> Status Breaking Out || > Tags Bane

Running out of time for deliberating and not getting a response, he grabbed the back of the man's neck, shoving him out the window. Grinning, he poked his head out the window, watching the man he's stolen twice now fall into the moat with a splash. He laughed, pulling his head back in then blinked in surprise when two mages stood there, grinning in malice. Slowly stepping back, he stood on the windowsill, looking at the mages. "Love to stay and chat, but I have a man to return." And with that, he jumped out the window.

He landed with a splash, swimming up to the surface of the water. The water was bone-chilling cold, and he was pretty sure he kicked an alligator on the way down. Swimming to shore, he pulled Bane along, and up onto the shore. His bandanna and hood had slipped off on impact, and so his face was revealed. He looked at Bane, "we don't have much time."

> Xa'limir

> Status Resting || > Tags None

The large dragon sat perched on top of a cliff hangar near Silithan border. Here, he was able to see into both kingdoms, just not very far. Yawning with boredom, the large dragon lifted his head at the sound of commotion, to see smoke coming from one of the nearby kingdoms. Shaking his head, he figured it was a pillaging dragon. As long as it didn't come into Silithia, it wasn't his problem. In fact, he'd probably go to the town later on and nitpick the remains of what the other failed to get, if there was any left.

Xa'limir had lived a rather pleasant life this way, fighting and killing when ordered was an altogether pleasant buisness that kept a large horde and a full stomach. He didn't like dealing with other dragons, they more annoyed him than anything else. Most of their work was sloppy, and destroyed towns he needed. Looking over at the sound of footsteps, the dragon looked down at a mage. It was his so-called handler. He didn't respect the man, but he followed orders. So, when he was ordered to go investigate what was going on, the black dragon stood and leapt off the cliff without a word.

[azhefa.]

{{Lol steroids or not, daddy's the beast of nightmares c:<

Ｊａｍｅｓ Ｃｉｓｅｒｏ
{Sᴛᴀʙʟᴇ Bᴏʏ ᴏғ Eᴅᴇʟɪᴠɪᴀ}
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ⋮ 22 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉˢ : Human ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Single ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Renna

He had finished the stall and also a few more as Renna slept next to her horse, much to his amusement. James set a pale of water in each freshly cleaned stall, and also tossed in a bale of hay for good measure. He had removed his shirt when had been cleaning, baring his scarred chest and back that was nicely tanned from years of working in the sun. The stable boy had a sack of feed on each shoulder when Renna approaches him, he had to fill some buckets before a group of riders arrived. He rolls his dark brown eyes at her greeting question, not bothering to stop and talk to her, he simply called over his shoulder as he walks past her, "I'm no sir, and they don't pay me, I'm a servant."

James drops the sacks of feed onto a table and grabs a tall stack of buckets, putting them on the table as well. He opens one sack and goes about scooping out the feed to put it in the buckets, not bothering to really measure them since the riders never cared how much their horses ate only that they were fed enough to survive. James huffs an irritate sigh as he grabs two finished buckets, he hates working for people who disrespect him, but he loves horses which is probably the only reason he has yet to run away. After placing the buckets into their respective stalls, he glances over to see Renna still standing there and rolls his eyes again, "What is it that you want? I have work to do."

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

The dragon bellows again and comes crashing down to land, his tail destroying a few buildings as he touches down. His bulk causes the ground to shake when he lands, making a few buildings that were ablaze tumble down. Nazarath roars again and lets loose another stream of bright blue/white fire, setting more homes on fire as he seeks out the people he had burnt alive. He finds a few bodies and snaps them up, gulping them down as if they were nothing but snacks. When he moves to look for more bodies, his tail swings and flattens more buildings and killing a few people who were panicking in the streets. He finds more and eats them as well as a few dead animals, he has a massive stomach that takes a lot to fill.

Nazarath snarls when he spots a figure flying towards the town, another dragon judging by the looks of it. The big male knew there were other dragons around, but that doesn't mean he wants to mingle with any of them. A loud piercing scream shatters the air as the beast rears back on his hind legs, the sound erupting from his open maw in a clear warning to the other dragon to stay away from his kill zone, this was his feast and no one else's. Nazarath spreads his wings in a terrifying display and slams his front legs back down to the ground in a rumbling thud, shaking the ground beneath him like an earthquake.

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

{In the courtyard of her castle.}

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

{Wandering in the forest now.}

Ｍａｒｃｕｓ Ｔｙｓｏｎ
{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.}

[Forever Insane]

Sidran ignored the other dragon's warning, he was killing people, and anger bubbled up inside of her, she flew toward him with deadly speed and slammed into him full tilt

Bane grabbed the other man by the back of the collar and shoved his head underwater "I'm not your toy or your pawn" he pulled himself out of the water, at 6'4 he was taller than the other and more muscled, after all he had once been a knight

Georgie gave a cry as Ondine fell, she watched the trees whip by and closed her eyes once more, longing for the familiar sight of the barn

[*Frozen*]

(Anyone open for Queen Anne? She's in her castle, in the throne room.)

[ghostie..]

> Dovev

> Status Breaking Out || > Tags Bane

Grabbing Bane by the throat, he shoved him to the ground and pinned him there, one hand over his whip as he glared down at he knight. "I don't give a crap about your safety, Knight." He sneered on the word knight, "I was hired to deliver you alive. I could deliver you with every bone broken in your body if I so please, and I would still be paid. However, that's bad for business." Red eyes found Bane's and they glinted dangerously, voice turning venomous. "The next time you try anything, I will start busting skulls. I won't be so generous as to do it quickly, either." He spat, getting off the man.

He rolled to his feet, wringing out his ponytail and started to muter under his breath. "Out of all the ungrateful men in the city.... Should've just thrown him to the gators..." Grabbing his wet bandanna off the ground, he wrings it out as he looks up at the castle with a grimace. The scan had just went by, they'd be on the escapees soon. He looked down at Bane. "Because you're a knight doesn't mean I'm gonna treat you special. Like it or not, you need me. You couldn't fight off a mage if the mage were blindfolded with his mouth gagged. Besides, I need to kill the tails so they don't go after your family -- my clients. Dead clients means I don't get paid. So shut up, and do as I say." He didn't care that the man was taller with more muscle. Dovev was easily his senior, in age, fighting skill, and intelligence.

> Xa'limir

> Status Watching || > Tags None

Xa'limir flew towards the town, amber eyes watching as he angled slightly to circle the town, rather than dive right into it. There were two dragons already there. One, he recognized, but he couldn't place a claw on it. The other, he didn't mind for at all. Right now, his job was to collect information unless he heard otherwise, though the smell of burning flesh was appetizing. Landing on the outskirts of the town, the black dragon moved through the streets, eyes on the dragons in front of him.

He didn't plan on starting a fight, but if he did, so be it. He doubted he could take the other black dragon, it was older than he and despite the enhancements from mages, it was undeniably more brutal than he. The other one, the green and gold one, he could probably take on the ground. In the sky, it was less likely. She seemed more comfortable in the skies where he was a ground fighter.

[Forever Insane]

(Um Dovev can't be perfect, there is no way you can just grab someone whose 6'4 and over 200 pounds and pin them, thats a bit much)

Bain shoved Dovev easily off him and stood "I could bring down a mage" he growled angrily, it was true, Bain was good with a bow, summoning magic took energy, and it didn't always go as planned, but arrows remained true

[azhefa.]

{{This will be an amusing family reunion.

Ｎａｚａｒａｔｈ
{Wɪʟᴅ Dʀᴀɢᴏɴ}
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ⋮ ♂ ⋮ Uᶰᵏᶰᵒʷᶰ ⋮ Sᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉˢ : Dragon ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Single ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Sidran + Xa'limir

The beast roars in anger as Sidran flies and barrels into his shoulder, the female was barely half his size and the action did nothing to actually harm him. Nazarath snarls and twits his great bulk around to smack Sidran to the ground, his clawed paw pinning her to the ash covered ground as he roars down at her, clearly not pleased with her interference. The male snarls and digs his long claws into Sidran's scaly hide, letting her know just how strong and dangerous he really was. The back of his throat glows a bright blue as he speaks to her in his deep gravely voice, his tone sharp and deadly, "You dare attack me? The Lord of the Night and King of Dragons? You must be a special kind of stupid."

Nazarath opens his maw wide and is about to bathe the smaller dragon in his blue flame when he catches sight of yet another dragon, this one was his match in color and size, but not in age and bulk. The old dragon lets out his piercing scream and lets Sidran free, he was more focused on the new threat than the puny female. He flares out his great wings and sends a jet of blue fire towards Xa'limir, warning the younger beast away with his display. His tail flicks in fury, wiping out a few more buildings in the process, but there weren't many people left to be killed so the buildings crumble in puff of dust. Nazarath snarls and bores into the young dragon with his pure white gaze, there was no pupil or iris, all of it was white as if he was blind, but it was almost the complete opposite. The old dragon's vision was nearly perfect in the bright day and pitch black night, he had adapted after thousands of years of not being able to see in the daylight, his white eyes make it possible to see in all ranges of light.

Ｊａｍｅｓ Ｃｉｓｅｒｏ
{Sᴛᴀʙʟᴇ Bᴏʏ ᴏғ Eᴅᴇʟɪᴠɪᴀ}
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ⋮ 22 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉˢ : Human ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Single ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Renna

He had finished the stall and also a few more as Renna slept next to her horse, much to his amusement. James set a pale of water in each freshly cleaned stall, and also tossed in a bale of hay for good measure. He had removed his shirt when had been cleaning, baring his scarred chest and back that was nicely tanned from years of working in the sun. The stable boy had a sack of feed on each shoulder when Renna approaches him, he had to fill some buckets before a group of riders arrived. He rolls his dark brown eyes at her greeting question, not bothering to stop and talk to her, he simply called over his shoulder as he walks past her, "I'm no sir, and they don't pay me, I'm a servant."

James drops the sacks of feed onto a table and grabs a tall stack of buckets, putting them on the table as well. He opens one sack and goes about scooping out the feed to put it in the buckets, not bothering to really measure them since the riders never cared how much their horses ate only that they were fed enough to survive. James huffs an irritate sigh as he grabs two finished buckets, he hates working for people who disrespect him, but he loves horses which is probably the only reason he has yet to run away. After placing the buckets into their respective stalls, he glances over to see Renna still standing there and rolls his eyes again, "What is it that you want? I have work to do."

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

{In the courtyard of her castle.}

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

{Wandering in the forest now.}

Ｍａｒｃｕｓ Ｔｙｓｏｎ
{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.}

[ghostie..]

(Dovev is cursed though. And he did kidnap Bane the first time? Oh and don't worry, he's not perfect. You'll see soon how screwed the poor dude actually is. I'll tone it down if you want me too, though :3)

> Dovev

> Status Breaking Out || > Tags Bane

"Newsflash, knight-boy. You don't have any arrows. Now, I'm sure we both want to get out of this alive, and I want to get paid. Now, you can either continue arguing with me and let yourself be thrown back into that dungeon, or we can agree to disagree and get the heck out of here." He suggests, rolling to his feet and popping his neck. He didn't appreciate being thrown around, and because of it his back was starting to ache from impact.

Choosing to ignore the pain, he lead the man into the forest, stopping at Diablo's side. Tossing the bandanna to Bane, he spoke. "Put that on over your mouth. It won't help much, but it will enough to give us a small head start in the darkness. You may hate me, but I know how to run away. When we do, I'll find you a real weapon." He offers, putting his own bandanna back on.

> Xa'limir

> Status Fighting || > Tags Sindran, Nazarath

Turning quickly and ducking his head under his wing, he allowed the fire to hit into the metallic armor he wore, heating it but leaving him unharmed. Anger flashed through him as he uncovered his head, the black armor covering black scales glowing with heat as he bellowed in response to the challenge, wings expanding slightly. He knew he couldn't fight the older and win, but that didn't mean he would cower in fear or submission, either.

Looking into the eyes of the older, he finally realized where he had seen the dragon before, and he blanched under his armor, his battle rage lost. His wings flattened to his sides as he stared at the dragon in stupor. He had only seen the dragon in his memories, for he had only been a hatchling the last time he saw his father. Amber eyes never looked away from the white ones, and he took a step back in uncertainty. "Don't recognize your own hatchling, father?" He asks, courage returning, and as did his mind. He knew he wouldn't land a single hit on the King of Dragons, but because of his smaller bulk, he could dodge a few.

[Forever Insane]

(Sidran isn't puny, she's smaller but only slightly smaller)

Sidran roared and brought her claws down on the older dragons flank "you spread nothing but death, you disgrace the royal race of dragon!" She roared " only hatchlings are dumb enough to arouse attention by attacking a village"

Bane grudgingly agreed and wrapped the bandanna around his face, he had once again started wondering what Dovev was, he could hear a voice shout something from behind him