Post by Bloodwing on Jan 15, 2009 16:27:20 GMT -5
(ooc: Between me and Dante. We've been RPing together for 2 and a half years already and this RP is going to involve an accumulation of Characters from this site and characters from another site that takes place in the future. Have fun reading it every one. =D)
From the darkness of the deep caves under the great dragon mountains can a man dress from head to tows in read. His eye Blazed like an unstoppable inferno. He was angry. The taste of her blood on his tongue, and the words of their conversation where branded into his mind, searing his vary soul.
"Dragon, your very race is at danger. A creature of unfathomable power is sweeping across our land slaughtering. The dragons that live harmlessly in the mountains near my home of Talrin."
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"Aye and you run from the trouble you say you you work to coexist with us dragons. Though I say you should be bowing to us i concede the point that what you say you do is noble. But idf what you say about them being killed is true then why do you not aid them."
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"We've tried to... but it's too powerful. This creatures' dark shadow leaves nothing but Draconic corpses in its wake."
In anger at hearing such lies, and at how she dared talk about dragons as if a single being could do such an atrocity was nothing more than an insult. his great jaws Clamped around her long white neck and with a powerful twist of his body he slams her into the ground with earth shattering force. Before he could finish her she was gone. With the neck wound he had just inflicted he was sure she wouldn't last long, but...
...There had to be more. What if her story was true. How had he not heard about it. But hadn't Dante mentions something? If his race was in trouble and here he was torturing the peons of Avaren, wasn't going to be let himself live it down. He needed to fly out there and do his duty to his brethren, but first he needed more reliable information. "DANTE!" He called in a voice of rage. He wasn't mad at her he was just angry in general.
From the darkness of the deep caves under the great dragon mountains can a man dress from head to tows in read. His eye Blazed like an unstoppable inferno. He was angry. The taste of her blood on his tongue, and the words of their conversation where branded into his mind, searing his vary soul.
"Dragon, your very race is at danger. A creature of unfathomable power is sweeping across our land slaughtering. The dragons that live harmlessly in the mountains near my home of Talrin."
...
"Aye and you run from the trouble you say you you work to coexist with us dragons. Though I say you should be bowing to us i concede the point that what you say you do is noble. But idf what you say about them being killed is true then why do you not aid them."
...
"We've tried to... but it's too powerful. This creatures' dark shadow leaves nothing but Draconic corpses in its wake."
In anger at hearing such lies, and at how she dared talk about dragons as if a single being could do such an atrocity was nothing more than an insult. his great jaws Clamped around her long white neck and with a powerful twist of his body he slams her into the ground with earth shattering force. Before he could finish her she was gone. With the neck wound he had just inflicted he was sure she wouldn't last long, but...
...There had to be more. What if her story was true. How had he not heard about it. But hadn't Dante mentions something? If his race was in trouble and here he was torturing the peons of Avaren, wasn't going to be let himself live it down. He needed to fly out there and do his duty to his brethren, but first he needed more reliable information. "DANTE!" He called in a voice of rage. He wasn't mad at her he was just angry in general.
