War's Lament (Space limited)

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    For four years now, a war between humans and the Diamontous, animals that are human based/ walk on their hind legs and are taller than most humans, over a human purpously killing a young Diamontous and breaking the peace treaty.


    I am just experimenting with this prompt and seeing where it goes. Aside from what is written above, there is no official plot as to what is happening. This roleplay is a smidge below semi-advanced so I am expecting SOME length in posts; at least 2-3 sentences followed by correct grammar. Cursing, touchy lovey stuff, and gore are allowed in this roleplay so if you don't like it...TOO BAD!! Spaces are limited...so join quickly!


    Form


    Name:
    Age:
    Species:
    Gender:
    Personality:
    Weapon(Sword, Gun, Magic, Combat):
    Family:
    Description/Appearence:


    Mine:


    Name:Surge
    Age: 11
    Species: Sergal Diamontous
    Gender: Male
    Personality: Boastful of his abilities of his swordskills and challenges others due to his stubbornness and jealousy. Under all of his seriousness, Surge is actually a caring Diamontous who loves eating food and likes making friends
    Weapon(Sword, Gun, Magic, Combat): Sword, Magic :Surge's sword has the ability to come apart into two smaller swords allowing him to move faster and attack more quickly. He rarely uses his magic mostly due to his recklessness use of it.
    Family: Mother
    Description/Appearence: A younger version of this.
    http://i.imgur.com/rKXb6Uh.jpg

    Name: Fred
    Age: 35
    Species: Human
    Gender: Male
    Personality: Cold and confident of his powers and wits
    Weapon(Sword, Gun, Magic, Combat): Magic: Fred's magic is one that affects the kinetic energy in objects according to the scientific definition of Temperature. He can make swords and guns but he only does this when enraged
    Family: None
    Description/Appearence: (below)

    Name:Crimson Peace
    Age:16
    Species:Human
    Gender:Female
    Personality:Really aggressive when in battle, but really nice with friends. She likes sneaking out at night and disobeying rules
    Weapon(Sword, Gun, Magic, Combat):Bow and Arrow and Ice magic
    Family:All dead
    Description/Appearence:

    (Alright...since there doesn't seem to be anyone else who'd like to join, We'll start)


    Surge held his left shoulder tightly trying to stop more blood from flowing out.
    "We're coming for you fuzzbutt!" the human called from a distance.
    Surge looked around unsure as to where to go in the thick forest fog. No no no! I can't die like this! He imagined the humans skinning him and using his dark blue fur for coats while his meat for a meal.

    Fred was walking through the fog using his magic to evaporate it so he could see all around him. He soon sees Surge and walks up asking "What happened to you?". Then listening carefully for an answer from the Diamontous and around for sounds of danger.

    Crimson runs away from her enemies, shooting ice daggers at them. She tripped over a rock and falls flat on her face behind Surge."Uggggghhhhhh." She groans

    Name: Ornas
    Age: 150
    Species:Qunari (dragon people)
    Gender:male
    Personality: Very ridge and humorless, cold and uncaring about to flights of other races Or as lives only to serve the Qun, a religious text almost all qunari base their life off of.
    Weapon(Sword, Gun, Magic, Combat): Unknown: mages in the Qun are caged and restrained. Some even have their tongues ripped out for being too powerful, though usually their mouths and sewn shut. Ornas is one such qunari whose mouth has been sewn shut and his magic never explored.
    Family: not really
    Description/Appearence: [img width=446 height=510]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/jojobob89/qunari.jpg[/img]

    (Accepted! :D)


    Surge stepped back from the two humans. "S-stay away! I'm warning you!" He was in no condition to fight. He had a long cut going across his chest and an extremely deep cut on his shoulder which still bled. "Scum...humans are never to be trusted!" he shouted at them tears in his eyes. "It's because of you...my dad lost his life..."

    Crimson gets up and wipes off herself "Scum? Excuse Me? I'm on your side you idiot. It's the human's fault we're at war, so I'm on your side."

    "I still don't trust you...." The sergal spat blood at his feet. I've heard all about you guys....how you betraded us...how you tore down our home....I'm not going to let it happen again... "So are you guys here to fight or-" he winced. "Are...are you just here to just taunt me like the others..."

    Ornas could hear people arguing in the mist so he and the qunari detachment he was attached to went to investigate, "Who goes there!?" One of the Qunari asked as the intruders came into view. The 8 ft tall Qunari, including Ornas, all looked down at the humans and the Sergal, "Humans....." The Qunari captain spat.

    Fred looked over at Ornas and with a soft sigh mutters "I'm getting to old for this". He then looks at Serge "Which way are the ones that are taunting you?" he asks as he loosens his muscles "I think I'm going to teach the young humans a lesson about respect for other races"

    Surge was surprised that the human wanted to do that. "I-I don't know...they probably ran off when they saw you guys with me...." Surge then looked to the tall figure. "I'm not a stupid human..." he snapped at him.