Smiling at the young girl, Kyla rose to her feet, dragonling snuggled to her chest the way a mother would hold a son or daughter. "It is okay, child. Do not despair. Only the sight of an infant dragonling will reveal the true monsters of the world." Kyla walked over to the girl, lifting the teen's chin to gaze into her eyes and show that there was no cruel intent within them. "It is natural to feel saddened at what the human race has done to that which they don't understand. Dragons, a rather peaceful race, never meant any harm to us. The fear of the unknown lead the king into an irrational extermination crusade. The poor creatures did not even fight back. They tried to be peaceful, to show they meant no harm. The ignorance of man!" Kyla's eyes flared with hatred and rage, her body was surrounded with a crimson glow. "By the time they decided pacifism wouldn't work it was too late. There weren't enough dragons left to fight the Overseer's personal forces."

Her eyes still smeared with tears Akari listened to Kyla and gazed into her eyes, confused by her kindness. When Kyla was finished with her very moving and understanding speech, Akari began to calm down and started to speak, "You are terribly understanding. I hate who I am. You see, I am forced to be this way. The Overseer said I am to kill all of the remaining dragons in this country or he will personally see to it that I am killed because I know his secrets. He sets double-standards and weird rules and never follows any of them!"

 

(Sorry for the short post. I'm leaving now. goodbye.)

(iey, when did you get the dragonling? or did you jsut time warp?)

LET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFVnnfkL5r8

Sorry about that. It called to me.

"... err.. dude?... whatever. im going to go check at the lair... if its still.. there. the overseers gone nuts latley, and i dont want my friends to be harmed..." i say, half to myself, as i trek to a cave heavily guarded by C-Bow trees. these tree are being upgraded for higher accuracy, and for a special affect. (youl find out if you try to destroy my defenses!!) once inside, there is a great roaring, until whatever is in the cave realizes who is at the entrance.

(Earth, I get the feeling you're trying to treat this as a game, instead of an RP. Somebody is just going to say "I skillfully and deftly avoid the projectiles, persuing Earth into the cave", if they really want to.)

Kemios decides to get even more lost in the forest than he already is.

Rashid (or should I say the desert fox) wakes up in the circle. He thinks to himself "So that strange man was sent away by the interwoven defenses?" Before taking out a scroll and some ink and then writing several interwoven collums of runes on the scroll. He does this for three more scrolls and put's his new "ammunition" away in a hidden pocket in his robes. (If someone wants I can explain how I am using runes)

A hole appears next to Kemios (that';s what you're called in this, right?) as the man with the swirl-pattern coat punches through, the white patterns of his cloak swirling at incredible speed around, and even forming a spinning tip beyond, the arms of his coat.

"Why, hello there. Weren't you one of the Earthwood combatants?"

"Well well, Desert Fox. Interesting. I do believe I've heard that before..."

The coated man seems to have appeared out of nowhere, and the white patterns of his coat seem to be swirling in spirals around his arms.

"Wait, wait a moment! I remember! The End Chronicles! Dear Dyentes, you're the Desert Fox! Simply incredible."

The man shakes his head in amazement, chuckling.

"Here true names hold power, I remember. It is only fair that I give you mine."

The man looks up, suddenly grim-faced.

"My name is Cerentis. Cerentis Abeolux."

You saw this, right Grim?

Kemios decides to get even more lost in the forest than he already is.

 

On another note, two/three line posts will NOT be tolerated when in-character. If you are going to RPing, put some effort into it. This is coming from both Vixion and myself. We are tired of those not taking this at least partially serious ruining distracting those of us who are actually trying to RP.

 

Vixion: Honestly, it isn't needed if it doesn't have substance.

(ross.. how so? i jsut dont want people screwing with my stuff. and no, im not treating it like a game. my profession is growing things, and building bases. i forgot all my skills, so i wont start out uber powerfull. and anyways, free form much?)

Edit: (err, IEy.. i dont have that much to say. i just do the prompts, seeing as i cant really just like.. oh i dont know, say that i relearn everything, and go ona a rampage? i am doing a mini storyline for meself (say nothing ross.) so, i should get some good posts in)

Uh, sorry. Does it count if I'm in a conversation for the purpose of mutual character progression?

"Well well, Desert Fox. Interesting. I do believe I've heard that before..."

The coated man seems to have appeared out of nowhere, and the white patterns of his coat seem to be swirling in spirals around his arms.

"Wait, wait a moment! I remember! The End Chronicles! Dear Dyentes, you're the Desert Fox! Simply incredible."

The man shakes his head in amazement, chuckling.

"Here true names hold power, I remember. It is only fair that I give you mine."

The man looks up, suddenly grim-faced.

"My name is Cerentis. Cerentis Abeolux."

You saw this, right Grim?

Ah sorry.

 

Cursing Rashid jumps back into the center of the circle calling up the defenses from the pillars. At his word the runes upon the pillars race and flash setting up a dome of energy around Rashid. Looking enraged now Rashid asks "And why by the shifting sands are you here?" As he speaks his eyes narrow and he starts tracing blast runes on pebbles whilst constantly keeping his eyes on Cerentis.

(Earth, this is free form. Nex. you can post a 5 word reply in-character and still form a decently sized paragraph.)

(and free form is what i come up with? oh sure.. it wiont stop players, but the other guys, like Overseer minions, wont get through. now, please tell me... why are we arguing like this when we could be Rping?)

(lol, I'm not arguing with you. You're one of the people who are actually trying to RP, though it does seem like you are putting a game twist to your posts)

If writing large amount of details is necessary for this, then I'm outta here.

 

Kemios jumps back from the hole in the ground, swearing mildly. After he recovers from his initial shock, he replies to the cloaked man, "What the heck is Earthwood? I did get this club from some guy who lived in a tree, but that's just about it...."

(er? game twist? im trying to give a good reason to why i respawn, if i find it neccecary to die.) the roaring turns out to be a tribe of dragons (wait, are there types of dragons or is there just one species (colour) of dragons, just so i can get this right) they are very glad to see it is not an attack on their home, and settle back to tribe life. "okay.. great! but i need to re-do some research onto how to keep these guys better protected." (listen, with these bases, we can send out troops, so it is kinda of fun, in spare time, to attack stufff with troops and see what we can come up with.)

"As you know, I am Cerentis Abeolux. I am called Deusianua by my people, the Deylani. I must admit, my journey here was an accident, caused by that damned Portacustodis, Galleus. He's always switching around this little world of yours, though I believe it might just be a faulty connection. This place was thought to be lost, the portal permanently destroyed. We have most of its history chronicled, though the little I recall of that particular history is best left unsaid to one such as yourself. I believe I may have a part to play, however, so it's best I stick with the players. Have you, by any chance, seen an assassin called Nighleena?

"Bah. Who to follow, who to follow... That guy!" gestures Lelantos, pointing at the green robed man, while talking to nobody in particular.

 

He hops down from his tree, and starts following the path he took. After a few minutes, he sees a cave a few dozen metres ahead, and suddenly, his eyes light up "Caves... Usually mean treasure. Or at least exploration.", he thinks, and begins running towards it. He turns at the last second to see a large bolt flying at his shoulder. THUNK. The bolt hits him in the arm and knocks him to the side. His arm is pinned to his chest, and he is bleeding quite heavily now. He uses his other arm to try to remove the bolt, but is apprently not strong enough to do so. Instead, he chooses the next best option, and rams the pierced shoulder into a tree, allowing him to grip the bolt from both sides and remove it by pushing and pulling at the same time.

 

"Well, that was rather an annoyance" he thinks to himself, face scrunched in no small amount of pain. He decides to proceed with caution from here on out, climbing a nearby tree, and jumping around in the canopy, kicking off the trees to make his way to the entrance of a cave. He goes in and hides in the darkness near the entrance, watching what the green robed person has planned.

"you mayy want to come in. i dont know how you got yourself shot. i dont even have sentry trees up.." i say as i drag the wounded person inside. i patch up his wound with a spell, and then uses another spell to make it so he wont gt shot again. "now.. what do yeh want?"

"Don't bother. I'm fine" states Lelantos, rather shocked that he was so easily spotted, a pool of blood now forming at his feet. The would was clearly still there, but he appeared to simply be ignoring it. He could even move his arm perfectly, despite the bolt striking his elbow.

 

"So yeah, what's up with all the giant lizards? They look sort of funny. Do they taste good?" he says, glancing over the cave in a curious fashion, tilting his head to one side.

"well.. if you want to be burnt, and to have those "lizards" see if YOU taste good, go ahead and try. also, dont look o suprised. i know when my trees shoot something." i say, as i use the spell to make sure the person who i jsut dragged into the cave isnt shot again.

(I have this strange feeling that I have been forgotten by Earth. No bother. I'll still post.)

 

Feeling ignored Vixion looked down to his new pet, Tuck, and began to pat the dog on his flea-bitten head. "You need a bath Tuck. You filthy mutt." He laughed hoarsely from the yelling he did previously. Tuck, pleased by the attention, began to wag his tail furiously and laid down on his side, allowing Vixion to stroke his whole side. (3 line post for the win.)

 

 

(/wait for Ieyfura to respond.......)