Dragon Riders of Alagaësia {New & needs Riders!}

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    "Eventually, you'll have to let me go," Helluin glared at Aguandar. "I have secrets that are very useful and will never give them if I'm locked up."


    Barahir skidded back a few steps, blood dripped from his shoulder from an earlier wound.

    (( Heya Silvey. *waves at Silverstripe* Anyways, Im going to do a sign-up and as far as a crush goes, would Ara be interested? *wiggles eyebrows up and down* ))

    Ara smiled as she lashed out again. Things were looking okay. Kyra, I thin we're going to be okay. Across the way, the white dragon puffed some smoke. Of course we will be. I'll keep you safe. Ara smiled again at her dragon.


    OOC: Have at it Gold. Though knowing you and your army of personalitys, I cant promise she'll like him back :D ))

    Rider's name: Malvoron (Goes by Mal)
    Race: Elf
    Rider's looks: Tall and Muscular. He has brown hair and brown eyes. He wears green and brown leather armor and prefers to use his bow and sword.
    Rider's personality: Meet him and find out.
    Rider's gender: Male
    Dragon's name: Shadow
    Dragon's personality:: Meet him
    Dragon's gender: Male
    Dragon's looks: Black scales and gold eyes
    Rank: Rider
    Crush/Mate: He likes Ara


    Malvoron:http://www.google.com/imgres?q…1&ved=1t:429,r:2,s:0,i:79


    Shadow: http://www.google.com/imgres?q…&ved=1t:429,r:1,s:0,i:139


    Shadow is te black one in the picture, but look Ara, the white one looks like Kyra!))

    Aguandar totally ignored Helluin altogether and launched evil spells at the riders.

    OOC: Accepted


    IC: Helluin frowned and slightly raised his palm. "Brisingr." He whispered at set fire near the edge of the Forsworns cloak.


    Barahir roared at Matgar, then lunged.

    Matgar spread his wings and roared as Barahir smashed into him. He attempted to use his legs to kick him off, while he breathed fire as a distraction.


    Aguandar used a water spell, receiving only a small burn, and did a disenchantment on the whole cell. "Now no magic can be used once inside that prison," He turned back and continued to shout fatal curses.

    Ara winced in pain as she tripped and fell hard on her side. She gazed back to see what it was that had tripped her and saw one of the corpses lying unmoving on the floor. Kyra dove across the room to circle her rider, slashing, biting, and clawing at any thing that got to close. Ara sat up and gingerly prodded at her ribs. They hurt, but she didn't think she broke any. Probably just bruises. Ara! Are you all right? I saw you fall and I thought.... Ara stood up and shifted her weight back and forth testing each foot. Yeah, I'm fine. I just tripped.


    Ara growled at the Forsworn. He was starting to annoy her. She debated whether to charge at him again and decided against it. Instead she retrieved her bow. Knocking and arrow, she carefully took aim at him.

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    "No arrows," He shouted as he turned the arrow yet again into a snake. "Please, that is the SIMPLEST form of dark magic," He laughed.

    Mal sat perched atop Shadow, soaring through the air. Shadow, can you maybe speed up just a little? The massive black dragon growled. Would you stop asking me that? We get there when we get there. Mal shifted. But, what if Ara is in trouble? The dragon sighed. Mal, she'll be fine. Her and Kyra can handle themselves.

    She dropped the bow again and cursed. She began to do the only thing she could think of at the moment. She yelled her frustration at him. "Are you honestly that bad with a sword that you have to hide behind magic to defeat me?! I have magic too you know!"

    "I have talent in both, you worm. If you haven't noticed, the end of my staff is a blade. Your arrogance is annoying," He rasped.

    Ara growled and smirked. "Did you just call me that?! Well guess what, I find your ego annoying! And if your talented in both arts, I have yet to see some swordsmanship!" Consiecly she stepped away from Kyra.

    We are getting closer, are we not? Mal nodded in reply. Yeah. Taking a deep breath he reached out with his mind, hoping to find the familiar feel of Ara's mind, who he had been friends with for so long. He considered calling out.

    Ara allowed her eyes to briefely drif away from her opponent over to Helluin. If she could just figure out a way to free him, they could escape. And what was her plan if Aguandar really decided to come at her? Fight. That was all she could do. But still.....

    Ara stood in a stance, ready for any possibility. She was begininng to think she would have to charge him or go for the cell door when she heard a voice that caused her to lower her mental barriers. She scolded herself knowing it was probably a trick, but she couldnt help herself. The familiar voice called again. Ara!!! Hesitantly she called out with her own mind. Mal?