|
Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 1, 2017 6:43:36 GMT -5
OOC: Ah why not I'll join, it looks cool. One question though, can I make one of my characters a dragon , or does it have to be dragonkin/human? Oh and he's not to cause any trouble, just to be there if anything, like a side character.
IC: Text
|
|
|
Post by Flop on Jul 1, 2017 11:15:33 GMT -5
(Your charrie can be a Dragonkin, but most don't stray from the forest, and most people don't believe them. Your charrie can be a Dragonkin-Human, but Dragonkin's are humans. there are also Elves and Dwarves. If you rlly want you can rp a full Dragon.)
|
|
|
|
Post by Flop on Jul 1, 2017 12:23:53 GMT -5
The amount of magic Ronan was using had started to tax on him. When Andrea back up he got back up, the wall dissolving. He used the superior reach of his staff to hit her in the shoulder where the leather was. He could use no more magic this fight. --- Mason helped the rest of town start to prepare for the midnight feast. He walked over to Nichole and offered to help in the kitchen sith her dish to bring to the potluck. "I used to bake with my ma, now that she's gone i'm one of the handfull of people who know how" he tried hard to convince her.
|
|
|
|
Post by Flop on Jul 1, 2017 13:03:55 GMT -5
Mason followed Nichole into her house and got to work mashing the dark berries into a sweet PASTE. He looked over and saw Nichole making the tart's crust from scratch. "Do you want to switch?" He didn't want her to tire. Lily waited at the still open door, her one wing flapping excitedly as she watched the brawl break out in town. Ronan seemed to be doing okay, but Andrea showed a lot of power. --- Ronan moved his grip to the center of the staff where he had a simple leather cord wrapped to guard against possible splinters and wood burn, but didn't notice the throwing knife early enough to dodge it. While he was trying to push her sword down the knife skimmed his shoulder and definitely tore the muscle. The release of force against her sword was almost surprising as she fell forwards. "Good trick, knives" He gave a small laugh, but the blood loss was immense.
|
|
|
|
Heterosexual
Fey
Ah, so happy for the long weekend!
|
Post by Fey on Jul 1, 2017 13:40:54 GMT -5
OOC:Ah why not I'll join, it looks cool. One question though, can I make one of my characters a dragon , or does it have to be dragonkin/human? Oh and he's not to cause any trouble, just to be there if anything, like a side character. IC: Text (U can join. As far as a dragon is concerned, you could, but there might not be many spots where you can roleplay since humans fear dragons and dragons hate Dragonkin. )
|
|
|
Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 1, 2017 16:07:06 GMT -5
OOC: Okay awesome thanks! Yeah I'm aware there won't really be anywhere to rp with him, he was gonna be one of those characters that I rp alone until he might be needed for anything or someone makes their own dragon. Though I will make a dragonkin to rp too. What exactly going on atm in the rp?
IC: Text
|
|
|
|
Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 1, 2017 20:46:07 GMT -5
OOC: Oh boy, sounds intense. Do you have any characters open? I'll use a dragonkin character if I can. I got just the one.
IC: Text
|
|
|
|
Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 1, 2017 22:20:46 GMT -5
OOC: I might pop in with Nichole and Mason? How would I jump in though?
IC: Text
|
|
|
Post by Flop on Jul 1, 2017 22:26:51 GMT -5
(Sounds dank, and moist, please i need plot, not a tart.)
|
|
|
Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 1, 2017 22:40:43 GMT -5
OOC: What's the plot you guys are doing?
IC: Text
|
|
|
|
Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 1, 2017 22:47:52 GMT -5
OOC: Ooh still, that'd be interesting.XS
IC: Text
|
|
|
Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 2, 2017 6:52:17 GMT -5
OOC: I might just post this cause I'm bored rn.
IC: Karaekatori crawled into the cave he called home, a large assortment of berries and even a couple small mammals tucked inside a little pouch that hung around his neck. He smiled slightly as he heard a small squealing voice quickly rushing toward him from down the tunnel. A hole at the top of the cave illuminated the small area. It was about a little larger then a common (real life) home, only with a lot higher roofs and there was even a little natural stone bridge over a shallow drop. In the dim light he could see his daughter rederika, or just Red, bounding up to him excitedly. She was very brightly coloured and small compared to him. She sported all red scales, which had a bluish shine when the sun shone on them, so in the light she looked a bright shining purple. Matching that she also had the same coloured wings and bright sapphire blue eyes. She was also about the size of a Great Dane. Kar was bland in comparison. He had completely black scales that didn't have too much shine to them. Though he did have glowing emerald green eyes and he was about three times the size of a horse. Carefully he took off the satchel like pouch and placed it down and nearly immediately Red was rummaging through the bag, picking out her favourite berries and a couple mice while he laid down, watching with tired eyes. She was a little bit of a handful and it payed a toll on him, but he loved her like a daughter all the same.
|
|
|
Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 4, 2017 6:48:57 GMT -5
OOC: Hmm...
IC: Text
|
|
|
Post by Flop on Jul 4, 2017 11:47:59 GMT -5
(I guess i'll interact with you, but i won't be on for most of today.) Enzia had been chowen to try and repair the relation between Dragonkin and Dragon. Ever since the first Dragonkin was found out that dragon had been living in solitude. She had a whip on her belt and and quarterstaff in her hands. She was strong, even for a dragonkin and extremely well versed in dragontounge and dragon like magic. She was supposed to be equal to the weakest dragon. She had a tail, so she climbed the mountain, and she had yellow eyes. At the base of the mountain Enzia found monstrositities unlike anything ever found in the outer forest. She had climbed for three weeks shen she found her first dragons. A huge black hulking beast, a large dog sized dragon, and a third beast was feeding the third. She was terrified, but spoke in almost flawless dragon speech "I am Enzia of the village Melthrus on the outskirts of the forest. I have been sent as an Ambassador of our kind. The elders seek their father, as they assume he would be here." She was shaking with fear. Enzia was told that if they did not appreciate her gifts to offer herself as a sacrifice. The reason the ascent took such a long time was the wagon filled with enchant goods, and more powerful items.
|
|
|
Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 4, 2017 17:02:38 GMT -5
OOC: Oh okay! It's fine though!
IC: Kar had sat down with his paws tucked under him as he rested, watching Red eat with a small smile. He was a little curious when Red looked curiously behind him, but brushed it off as her looking at a butterfly or something. However when he heard the voice he jumped up and whipped around, expecting it was another dragon. Though he recoiled slightly as he saw that it was human...no, dragonkin. He snarled and unsheathed his claws as a warning as he used his tail to tuck Red behind him. "What are you doing up here? Don't you know how dangerous it is for a dragonkin?" He asked, his voice deep and loud. Two rows of sharp teeth lined his mouth. He had heard what she said before, he just asked as though he was confirming that he had heard it correctly.
|
|
|
Post by Flop on Jul 5, 2017 0:04:58 GMT -5
"I have been sent by the three in order to try to repair the broken relationship out species has. We have been living in tiny huts, impoverished and starving for the past two hundred years. I wish to speak to Pallio." ( can you rp this char? I don't wanna self rp plot. He should be hiding in exile) She wheeled the rune covered wagon up closer to her. It couldn't be knocked over, or broken. Enzia was covered in runes made from a thick colorful sap that hardened, and was scraped off would leave a tattoo ( henna ) runes that shielded against dragon magic, but not physical attacks.
|
|
Heterosexual
Fey
Ah, so happy for the long weekend!
|
Post by Fey on Jul 5, 2017 0:07:07 GMT -5
"Don't use to much sugar, only a little bit. You can use some flour to thicken it if you need to." Nichole advised. "I don't want it to sugary, I have a plan to make it a perfect blend of bittersweet." she added. She said as she was finishing up the grinding. "No thanks," she added to his offer. She heaved out the wheel and grabbed her bowl, sweeping the new flour into the bowl. She brought it over to the table and poured in some of the milk along with a little bit of sugar and two eggs. She walked over to her water pale and dipped in her hands to the ice-cold water and went back over to the bowls to start kneading the ingredients together. -- Andrea quickly sheathed her sword when the boy drew back his own staff. She pulled out a roll of clothe bandages from her boots which she always brought since she's hurt herself before when training. "I'm so sorry." She gasped, "It was only meant to skim your shoulder, I wasn't planning that you would move you're shoulder like that." She pressed the clothe to the wound and began wrapping it.
|
|
|
Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 5, 2017 1:26:04 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah sure, I might need some more backstory about the dragons though, so I understand more. I don't wanna rp this incorrectly. Turns out Kar is Pallio in hiding.
IC: Kar's growl faded slightly as he saw that she was obviously very scared and he tilted his head. "I'm sorry. I've heard that name, but I don't get out often." He said quietly. He wasn't lying either. He stayed a lot of the time in the cave or just out the front of it. The only times that he went out on his own was really when he was getting food. "Why do you want to see him?" He asked, a sceptical look in his eye. As he thought, Red snuck around him and slowly approached the girl and her cart. "What's in there?" She asked quietly so her father didn't hear. Her voice, unlike her father's, was soft and sweet. She had never seen any sort of person, and her father never really spoke about anyone, let alone the dragonkin.
|
|
|
Post by Flop on Jul 5, 2017 21:15:20 GMT -5
"Alright" Mason sighed, pinching the few grains of sugar into the paste. Then pulled an egg out of her egg box, and whited it before adding the white and stirring. --- Ronan sighed as she wrapped his wound, her lack of magic use even at this situation confirmed his suspicicions. Ronan sighed "It looks worse than it is. I had to break up a fight earlier and got a deep wound there. I didn't get it healed yet."
|
|
|
Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 13, 2017 16:57:28 GMT -5
OOC: Oh well.
IC: Text
|
|