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  • The Outsiders (semi-advanced only)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 20px #000][align=right][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=6]• • • • • • • • • • Rosalie & Eve •[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;] A soft smile crossed the dark-haired woman. [b]"Better luck next time." If she had of been shot- Eve most likely would have killed the man, so in a sense- it was better that his crossbow was faulty. "You should go now. You will go now." She stood up, and placed the hood back of her head before jumping from tree to tree. This was skill she had learnt as a child and one that has saved her far too many times to recall. What if you had died? The agitated thought from the dragons squeezed its way into her head. Then I would be dead. She thought as she jumped to the next tree. Once she was a good seven hundred metres away from this man, Rosalie jumped onto ground level.


    She approached the dragon, whom was deep in thought. What is it? She questioned. Another supernatural creature. Two actually. Her eyes widened in surprise. It had been a while since interaction with another supernatural creature. A smile crossed her lips, perhaps she could find these supernatural beings, even befriend them. Eve obviously knew what Rosalie had planned, and the dragon wasn't happy with it. No, Rose. Do you know what these two creatures can do? No. you don't. Rose shook her head in agreement, but it didn't mean that she wasn't going to no go into town.


    Thoughts
    "Speech"
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  • |Midnight Whispers Pack|Roleplay|


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    Ignis [hr]I'M OVER HERE.
    I'M OVER THERE
    I'm everwhere
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    The brute stiffened as he was approached via one of his fellow warriors, Karai. His golden eyes flickered towards her as she spoke. "Good morning. I take it that your patrol went well?" Ignis wasn't at all expecting to be spoken to. "Morning. I wasn't on patrol. I just didn't sleep. But- uh, it's went okay. Picked up on the scent of a loner." He paused, and checked that she was still listening. The male obviously didn't have any social skills. "Other than that nothing really happened." He frowned, thinking of something to say. "How- uh- was your morning?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; letter-spacing:5px][align=center][font=bookman oldstyle]Onyx [hr][size=8][color=lightblue]THE WORLD IS MY VOICE
    THE WIND IS MY SCREAM
    So listen to my words
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    ~~~~

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  • |Midnight Whispers Pack|Roleplay|


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    Ignis [hr]I'M OVER HERE.
    I'M OVER THERE
    I'm everwhere
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    A light smile crossed his jaws, something that hadn't happened for quite a while now. His gold eyes focused on the ground before answering her question. "I presume it was Siren. I'll probably get a group to go check it out later- make sure she isn't hunting on our grounds." He paused, and listened to her again. "At least one of us is getting sleep." He chuckled, yet another first for today.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; letter-spacing:5px][align=center][font=bookman oldstyle]Onyx [hr][size=8][color=lightblue]THE WORLD IS MY VOICE
    THE WIND IS MY SCREAM
    So listen to my words
    [/fancypost]
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    ~~~~

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  • The Outsiders (semi-advanced only)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 20px #000][align=right][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=6]• • • • • • • • • • Rosalie & Eve •[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;] Eve leaned down to the girl, and gave her a lick. What was that for? Rose questioned the dragon. Whatever creatures they are- they'll know you're connected to a dragon of some sort. The girl chuckled at the way Eve had said, dragon- as if the beast could take down a mountain. Alright- alright. You have to go overboard on everything don't you? Rose thought, only for the dragon to give a soft growl, before leaving. Placing her hood over her head- Rose made her way to town. For some reason- she was determined to find these two strangers. The rain had calmed down now, and the sun was now out again. Entering town, she removed her hood yet again. Her eyes flickered around the small town, she was attempting to determine where the pair were. If she was a supernatural, Rose would hide out of sight, or somewhere it would be hard to reach. The rooftops. Preferably outside of town sounded best.


    Rose made her way down several tight alleyways before heard heard anything. , I believe you have my coin purse, lass." Perhaps that was one? "Your coin purse? My, my, I believe you have the wrong person." Defiantly elf. She had met a few quite a while ago, during the early days of dragon riding. Then the sound of a gryphon identified the other one. It was strange, to say the least- an elf and gryphon travelling together. Wasn't something one would expect to see in a human village.


    Thoughts/ Other people's speech
    [b]"Speech"
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  • The Outsiders (semi-advanced only)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 20px #000][align=right][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=6]• • • • • • • • • • Rosalie & Eve •[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;] Jumping onto the rooftop, Rose now had a better view of the pair. Watching as the male their ran, she connected with her dragon. It appears I have found them. Rose paused her thoughts, awaiting a reply. I realised one is a gryphon, I can smell its stench from here. The other? Rosalie studied the face of the fae in front of her. Appears to be a Lythari Elf- I think could probably be a Gryphon rider. With no reply coming from the dragon the dark eyes of Rose flickered towards the pair. [b]"You spit at the word thief. But you are one yourself. Hypocrite?"


    Thoughts
    "Speech"
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  • The Outsiders (semi-advanced only)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 20px #000][align=right][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=6]• • • • • • • • • • Rosalie & Eve •[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;] A light smile crossed the face of the girl, [b]"You think I tamed a dragon?" Rose scoffed. "Eve choose to have a rider. Not me. I planned to kill her." Rose still remembered the night as if it was yesterday. It had been around when she was sixteen- with the memory of her family fresh and raw. There had been talk of a young dragon sighted around town. Rosalie planned to kill it. However the night she confronted the den of Eve, the dragon was already waiting for her. Eve's own voice snapped her out of her little daydream. You think loudly. The dragon obviously wasn't impressed. "...I'd like to meet her, I haven't seen such a beast in ages." The head of the girl shot up as she spoke. "My name is Katyr and I steal from the living in order to live, whom do I have the pleasure of speaking to?" Although the sarcasm was light it her voice, it was easily recognisable. Narrowing her eyes, she answered. "Rosalie." She paused, looking towards the elf whom was handing a small dagger. "I expect you actually wanted to meet Eve?"


    Rose placed her thumb and forefinger of the bridge of her nose, thinking. The fae wants to meet you. Silence. As if the dragon was deep in thought, as was her rider. We'll come to you. Okay? More silence. It was as if the dragon wasn't listening. Rose was about to speak to Katyr, only for a single word to hit her like a bullet. Fine. Fine? It was as if Eve didn't want to meet new people. Very rarely had the dragon acted like that. "Follow me."


    The girl lead faer around the back of the city, Rose walked in silence as she lead them a good fifteen hundred metres inwards. The soft growl alerted her that Eve was around. The long snake-like tail suddenly surrounded Rose. She had only seen this happen once before. Eve was protecting her. What is this for? Rose stepped away from the dragon, whom had never acted like this. Placing her hand on the snout of the dragon, Eve allowed it to stay for a few seconds, before she spoke. This was a mistake. rose shook her head. It wasn't you're going to have to deal with this. We'll talk later. Okay? The dragon gave a sigh, before focusing on the Elf and Gryphon.


    Thoughts
    "Speech"
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  • The Outsiders (semi-advanced only)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 20px #000][align=right][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=6]• • • • • • • • • • Rosalie & Eve •[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;] The tongue that the elf spoke was unknown to her, yet Eve appeared to recognize it. The dragon took a step in, concentrating on the words being said. "Vedui', ure sgiathatc.h" Eve softened at these words, as if whatever threat was now gone. Then, the dragon spoke. [b]"Vedui' a' lle, nessa er. " The words were raspy, as if the dragon was speaking with a cold. "mankoi naa lle e' y' Edan yamen'? mankoi il- yassen lle Tel'Quessir?." The yellow-ish eyes of the dragon flickered to the gryphon. "lle nostale destroyed amin flight- uma lle nowa um- somethien similar?" Rose could only figure out several words, destroyed, and flight. A flight is a group of dragons. Rosalie figured gryphons must have destroyed Eve's flight. Perhaps that was why Eve decided to act strange towards Katyr and the gryphon.


    The dark-haired girl looked towards the dragon. Am I correct? The blue-scaled dragon looked towards her, before looking back to the elf and gryphon. Indeed you are.


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    1) Greetings, young one.
    2) Why are you in a human village? Why not with your fellow elves?
    3) You kind has destroyed my flight- do you plan to do something similar?


    [/size]Thoughts
    "Speech"
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  • The Outsiders (semi-advanced only)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 20px #000][align=right][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=6]• • • • • • • • • • Rosalie & Eve •[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;] Eve appeared to soften at the words, that Rose had no idea had even existed. [b]"sai- hante. sai- hante. amin naa sorry ten' lle loss en' nosse. " The dragon lowered it's head slightly, before turning to Rose. Perhaps you have changed my outlook on things. Rose looked back, the obvious confusion stuck on her face. I have no idea what is going on. Help? If the dragon was human, she would have laughed- instead a small amount of smoke began to escape from the nostrils of the dragon.


    The dragon lowered her neck, signalling for Rose to jump on. Once the girl was in the leather saddle, Eve approached the gryphon and rider- appearing to focus on their scent. With the scent of the pair now lodged inside her head, she backed off. "Dune will probably never trust lle. however, lle yuuyo caela amin trust." The deeply confused Rose, decided to jump out of the saddle- confused why she even got in there in the first place.


    [size=6pt]1] Much appreciated. I apologize for your loss of kin.
    2] Rose will probably never trust you. however, you both have my trust. [/size]


    Thoughts
    "Speech"
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  • Snow Elves, We are Alone in this Fight.. (Sign ups)


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    Sira
    Name: Sira
    Gender: Female
    Age: Twenty four
    Looks: Sira is a 'fire elf'. Born and raised inside a volcano- she had fiery red hair that is common in her people. She ad vibrant green eyes and pale flesh- both an unusual deformation seen among the fire elves. She was trained to be a warrior, and therefore had lots of small scars on her body- these glow a pale orange as that is the colour of her blood. Sira is slightly taller than average for her age- but not by much. Her legs are slightly longer than her torso. Sira can often be seen in a green hood with her small arrangement of weapons that situate themselves on a belt.


    History: Sira was born and trained in a small volcano. Despite her physical 'oddities', she was an excellent warrior. Her father was human and her mother died during childbirth. Instead- the lead warrior, Durin- took her in and trained her to perfection. However one night she heard the court speaking of her exile. To save her embarrassment, she self-exiled herself from the village. Dragons were considered 'i' rauko' (The Demon)- that was until she met Sgiathatch, whom she nicknamed, Thatch. The dragon chose her as his rider and slowly they bonded. The pair have been together ever since.
    Good \ Bad?: Good
    Dragon?: Yes
    D name: Sgiathatch
    D age: 46 years
    D looks:

    Sgiathatch

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    D history: Thatch was born alone. Brass Dragons abandon their eggs once laid so finding one is rare. However Thatch survived, and as he grew- felt the pull of his rider. He wandered for months to find her. When he did- she was easily untrusting of his kind. Once the bond was formed, the Brass Dragon explained the tale of his kind to her, completing their bond.
    D personality: Thatch is extremely protective of Sira. He is clam when she is calm, is angry when she is angry. If he is not copying her emotions, Thatch is very gentle towards others, yet appears to be vicious. Sira's friends are his friends as are her enemies.
    Strong magic user or weak?: Strong
    Advantages: Magic, Archery, Fighting, Fire
    Disadvantages: Water, Swimming, Salt
    Weakness\s\: Salt, Water
    Strength\s\: Archery, Fire, Magic
    Personality: Sira is extremely stubborn, once her mind is set she will stop at nothing to complete the task. She is rather curious towards others- yet is cautious of their actions and appearance. She can be cold and nasty, however underneath the flesh she is warm and kind.
    Other: Nope.


  • The Outsiders (semi-advanced only)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 20px #000][align=right][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=6]• • • • • • • • • • Rosalie & Eve •[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;]Rose shook her head. This strange language was giving her a mental block. Climbing back into the dragon, she placed her legs through the stirrups and placed her two jade swords back into their sheaths. [b]"amin ish lle marth yassen he`." Fed up, she began to speak only for Katyr to take the opportunity. "Perhaps I could treat you to tea? I have a small cottage not far from here." Rose received a smile, and sent one back. "I'm not used to guests, though the place has been awfully empty as of late." Rose mentally danced around. "Finally! I can understand..." She sent her gaze to Eve, who gave a sheepish grin. "Somebody!" With Eve's wings by her side, the dragon trotted up next to the gryphon. "I'm sure both of us would adore tea with another." Eve gave a purr-like sound in agreement.


    "The woods around it are plentiful, enough game for hunting without effecting the population. Phaeron and I are strict about killing only what is needed to survive." Rose listened to faer. "You do not hunt in the skies?" Her eyes flickered towards the gryphon- Phaeron, whom appeared pleased to have heard his name.


    [size=6pt]1] I wish you luck with her. [/size]


    Thoughts
    "Speech"
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  • |Midnight Whispers Pack|Roleplay|


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    Ignis [hr]I'M OVER HERE.
    I'M OVER THERE
    I'm everwhere
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    The soft sound of a struggle was faint, you had to been listening for it to recognize it was there. As his brain was always listening, it was easy to pick up. The brute was forced away rom his relaxed pose as he began, "Come with me." His words were bitter, and had a surprising amount of authority dripping from them. He broke into a sprint as he left the pack ground, he coved ground quickly and easily, attempting to find where the struggle had came from. The brute almost tripped over two small pups running from something. "She- she killed him!" One exclaimed. The male gave a snarl. "Who killed who?" The second pup spoke then, "Siren! S-She killed-", Ignis didn't need to know who it was, a snarl immediately crossed his jaws. "Go tell the Alpha- or the Beta. Someone." The pair of pups nodded and immediately ran off. Then the stench of blood came over him.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; letter-spacing:5px][align=center][font=bookman oldstyle]Onyx [hr][size=8][color=lightblue]THE WORLD IS MY VOICE
    THE WIND IS MY SCREAM
    So listen to my words
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    The female gave a light smile tugged at her jaw, she enjoyed being around those whom would speak without second thought. "Surprisingly well- " She was about to say more before Ignis broke off into a sprint. It was obvious he had found something. She stood up from her half-laying position and watched. "What?' She murmured under her breath. First patrols weren't supposed to set off until much later.

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  • Apocalyptic Wolf// OPEN // Please Join


    Ignis
    Name: Ignis
    Rank: Lead Warrior
    Gender: Male
    Age: Five Years
    Personality: Ignis isn't one to take any types of silly behaviour- in a sense he doesn't put up with crap. The male rarely shows his face within the pack, quite often only being seen via fellow warriors and anyone that calls him out of the shadows. He is refined, and doesn't take no for an answer. His arrogant and 'nasty' behaviour is due to the strange coloured scars that litter his face, all because of his past. Underneath his nastiness, Ignis does have a kind heart- however that kindness his hidden deep under his fur.


    History:Ignis isn't one to take any types of silly behaviour- in a sense he doesn't put up with crap. The male rarely shows his face within the pack, quite often only being seen via fellow warriors and anyone that calls him out of the shadows. He is refined, and doesn't take no for an answer. His arrogant and 'nasty' behaviour is due to the strange coloured scars that litter his face, all because of his past. Underneath his nastiness, Ignis does have a kind heart- however that kindness his hidden deep under his fur. This all happened around two months before the start of the infection.
    Crush/Mate/Pups: TBD/None/None
    Other:

    Roleplay Example

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  • Snow Elves, We are Alone in this Fight.. (Rp)

    [img width=510 height=318]http://orig13.deviantart.net/0…_alexshatohin-d83ullb.jpg[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style:; font-size: 15px; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: 10px; letter-spacing: 4px; opacity: 0.99; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #000000;][align=center]SIRA[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; letter-spacing:5px][align=center][size=7pt]"We will be, and are- forever free."
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    The green eyes of the fire elf flickered in the sunlight, as if instead of the colour green- there were emeralds sparkling in her eyes. Sira rode upon a brass dragon, whom she called Sgiathatch- it quite literally meant, dragon in her natural language. The pair flew above the clouds. "Uma lye merna a' ndor?" She asked the dragon- who gave a soft coo in reply. She raised her body slightly above the saddle, and prepared to dive. With Thatch now diving, Sira lowered her head behind the crest of the brass dragon. She only heard one thing before the pair were hit. "There!" The thing hit them like a bullet. That 'thing', was a bola. Attempting now to panic, the looked for a place to land, there was a small patch of recently uprooted dirt- as if someone had landed there in the same condition they're in. It was obvious the dragon was panicking. Thatch's large wings were entangled in each other, and his tail was a mess. "ta's tereva. lye can uma sina." She murmured to the dragon.


    Thankfully, the brass dragon landed easily. As soon as the paws of the dragon were on the ground, she jumped out of the saddle. Grabbing a small knife from her belt, she began to cut the ropes free from her dragon. Thatch, now calm- bumped his head into the shoulder of the fiery-haired girl. Sira spun around- only to see what she dreaded most. Company. She spotted two things that appeared to be recognisable- a dragon, and a draco. Dragons were rare as it was- but a drago! Those things were thought to be extinct. The fire elf looked towards the white-skinned people behind the dragon and it's rider. Snow elves. Of course, she had to land in a meeting of her natural enemies, she was after all a fire elf. The dragon rider was a dwarf, it was strange that a dwarf would have a bond with a dragon.


    1]Do we want to land?
    2]It's okay. We can do this.


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    [align=center][font=arial][size=8][color=#8e8a4d]© dusty ♡[color=#8e8a4d]
    #dustylooky    [/size]


    Sgiathatch 'Thatch'

  • |Midnight Whispers Pack|Roleplay|


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    Ignis [hr]I'M OVER HERE.
    I'M OVER THERE
    I'm everwhere
    [/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; margin-top: auto; margin-left: auto; width: 250px; height: auto; overflow: auto;][justify]The body wasn't something he wanted to be around. The male glanced towards Karai, whom also appeared to be on a blood scent. There were two different killings. One- obviously wolf and the other appeared to be a herbivore. "She killed before attacking this pup. Why?" The howl of Inali caused him to give a short howl back. His location was now known. Other warriors could find him. [/justify][/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; letter-spacing:5px][align=center][font=bookman oldstyle]Onyx [hr][size=8][color=lightblue]THE WORLD IS MY VOICE
    THE WIND IS MY SCREAM
    So listen to my words
    [/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; margin-top: auto; margin-left: auto; width: 250px; height: auto; overflow: auto;][justify][size=10][font=times new roman][color=white]The pack head of Onyx snapped towards the sound of the Alpha's voice. "... A cave is most likely your best shot at finding him." Ignis would need to be careful in this situation. There was a loner in the territory. She trotted down and approached the two pups. They would have to be taken to the healers. Onyx nudged the two pups towards the healers den, there they could he helped.

    		 [/justify][/fancypost]


  • |Midnight Whispers Pack|Roleplay|


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    Ignis [hr]I'M OVER HERE.
    I'M OVER THERE
    I'm everwhere
    [/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; margin-top: auto; margin-left: auto; width: 250px; height: auto; overflow: auto;][justify]Ignis stood back from Karai slightly, allowing the fae to have her room. The brute had followed the fae to where she stood. It became apparent that Siren was focusing on Karai- for some strange reason. However Ignis would not have that. His eyes flickered towards the slightly darkened part of the forest- just near the meadow. A flash of red, white and black alerted him that Siren was there. He left his post and made his way down towards the place of Siren. [/justify][/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; letter-spacing:5px][align=center][font=bookman oldstyle]Onyx [hr][size=8][color=lightblue]THE WORLD IS MY VOICE
    THE WIND IS MY SCREAM
    So listen to my words
    [/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; margin-top: auto; margin-left: auto; width: 250px; height: auto; overflow: auto;][justify][size=10][font=times new roman][color=white]The female age a soft growl as the howl reached her ears. She was going to help - warrior or not. The female sprung into action- her body was a flash of black fur as she followed the scent of Karai, whom she had seen running with Ignis. She followed the scent, only to approach a large meadow. There were many wolves here- so many, she couldn't concentrate on their scents.


    OOC; Ugh. Low muse.

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  • Snow Elves, We are Alone in this Fight.. (Rp)

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    A soft snarl arose from the jaws of the brass dragon, and a soft glow of heat emerged from Thatch's mouth- he was willing to fire if necessary. "uma ta maa ve' lye merna a' be sinome?" She spoke in her natural tongue, only to realise that the snow elves and dwarf couldn't understand her. Right. English. Her green eyes narrowed as she attempted to recall the language. "What does it matter to you if I am a fire elf?." Her green orbs flickered towards the large group of snow elves. It was obvious the head was getting immense for them. "Sgiathatch, halt lle naur. lye don't merna rashwe. " As soon as the final word left her lips, the brass dragon closed his jaws and took afew steps back- into the darkness of the surrounding forest, only his softly glowing eyes could be seen now.


    Her head snapped to what appeared to be their leader, a drago rider. "Demon? Me?", Sarcasm dripped from her words. "You must have the wrong person."


    1] Does it look like we want to be here?
    2] Sgiathatch, stop your fire. We don't want trouble.


    OOC; The language she is speaking is called Tel'Quessir, there's a few translators around.
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    Sgiathatch 'Thatch'

  • Apocalyptic Wolf// RP Thread//


    [color=white][font=georgia][size=6] Ignis [hr][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;]Very rarely did the male sleep in this infected world. Instead- he tended to wander, only staying in the areas he knew very little infected beings were- or he knew he could easily take many on. The side of his face throbbed- as it always did, only this time the throbbing tended to stay in perfect timing with his footsteps. Ignis growled at every moving thing- as if a small lizard would the biggest threat to him. The male walked all night, as if he was determined to never tire- determined to make himself unstoppable. His head turned back towards where the small pack was situated. He gave a small sigh- before heading back.
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  • The Outsiders (semi-advanced only)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 20px #000][align=right][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=6]• • • • • • • • • • Rosalie & Eve •[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;]Eve gave a hushed roar, as Rose propped her body up and prepared for take off. The dragon broke into an awkward run, before taking off, as the world that once seemed so big- get smaller and smaller with each heavy wing beat. Now rather high in the air, the Pern dragon was finally content. It was as if being on the ground caused her to be ore alert- here they were both free. Rose tilted her head upwards slightly at the sound of Katyr speaking through the screaming wind. "Phaenon prefers to stalk his prey, as do I." With the gryphon and lef now overhead- it made them easier to hear. "As a Lythari, I am both skilled in hunting with bow and tooth and claw" Tooth and Claw? Rose questioned Eve. Ah yes- Lythari Elves are very similar to what humans call werewolves, in a sense they are shape-shifters. Rose gave a nod. The pair lowered themselves closer to the forest-line. This was a mistake. Before the bola hit the dragon and rider, only one word could be heard. "There!" The bola tanged Eve's wings, causing the dragon to plummet to the ground.


    As they were falling, Rose attempted to get her jade swords out and slice the rope. It was hopeless. As soon as the sword was out, Eve landed awkwardly on the ground. The jade sword sliced the forehead of the dark-haired girl easily, now on the ground Rose was thrown from the saddle. Even with her world dazed she knew what had to happen. Eve had to be saved. Grabbing the swords the held her own blood she cut the ropes of the bola- allowing the dragon to be free. [b]"Go! Get out of here!" She screamed in English at the dragon. Eve gave a roar- the dragon knew she had to leave her rider. The bounty for a dragon was very high. I will find you again Rosalie. With those single words being though, the blue dragon dashed faster than a bullet towards the cloud-line, Eve was gone in a matter of seconds. Now probably thousands of metres away from her rider. The soft clink of metal on metal alerted her that soldiers were coming. It was no use putting up a fight. "You are herby under arrest for associating with a dragon. We know who you are- dragon girl." The soldier grabbed her jade sword- the other was still on the saddle. She was thrown on a horse and handcuffed. It was going to be a long ride back to Emerald.
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    Rosalie was thrown into the dungeon with two recognisable faces. The thief- whom Katyr had thrown his coins away- and the dragon hunter. "Well- fancy seeing you two here." Her hand rose to her head- it was still bleeding and the sight of her own blood caused her to turn a ghastly white.


    OOC: Rosalie joins the party!


    Thoughts
    "Speech"
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  • Memaids?! No!! (sign Up & Roleplay)

    Lavender Des Cervette

  • ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏsᴛ ʜᴏʀsᴇs \ sɪɢɴ ᴜᴘ

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    Far Away
    NAME;; Dragon
    --- stable name;;Dragon fire
    --- show name;;Flame of a Dragon
    AGE;; Four Years
    GENDER;; Male; Stallion
    BREED;; Thoroughbred
    RANK;; Stallion
    SEXUALITY;; Straight
    Up Close
    APPEARENCE;; The stallion stands tall for his breed and age, 17.1 hands. However his legs are long and make up most of his height. Like most Thoroughbreds, Dragon has a rather deep chest, long/think muscles and a lean body structure. His coat is a glossy ebony colour, this is also because both his parents carried the eumelanin gene (black pigment). The stallion also carries this gene. Dragon's ears are a natural size and almond-shaped, similar to the shape of his dark brown eyes. Dragon has a thick black mane and tail, his mane averages eleven centimetres [4.2 inches], and his tail averages fifty-seven centimetres [57.07 inches].
    --- voice;; slightly deep, a pretty average tone.
    --- smell;; A surprisingly natural scent of salty ocean air.
    PERSONALITY;; Dragon displays several different traits, all witch lead to his main personality. Bravery- unlike most animals that would cower to a dangerous animal- Dragon is the type that would look it right in the eye. Some call him stupid, other call him insane- Dragon refers to the term brave. Not just facing predators and enemies, Dragon is brave enough to stand up for his own rights and let his opinion be heard. Secretive, yet trustworthy- Dragon has secrets of his own, secrets that he doesn't want to get out and about. He understands that everyone should protect what they've been told, regardless of how badly one wants to tell another. Ani-social- The stallion would much prefer to be alone than in a large group. He ends it hard to speak to others and he will quite often just end up leaving the conversation- or avoid getting into one in the first place.
    --- likes;; Snow, Rain, The Cold, Being Solitary
    --- dislikes;; Extreme Heat, Being Forced To Do Something
    HISTORY;; Dragon was brought up to be a racehorse. He did extremely well in the short time he was doing so. The stallion was bred to be racing royalty. At a young age, he did not see his mother very much, and his father- he never knew of. Training was vigorous and daily, however it paid off. At the age of three, won the Australian Melbourne Cup. He accomplished this feat again at the age of four. The stallion was deported to Ireland for the, Irish Champion Stakes- several days before the event, the fire happened and Dragon was 'lost'.
    Family Ties
    MOTHER;; Fire of the North
    FATHER;; Flight Above
    SIBLINGS;;
    -Lava in the Clouds [F]
    -Fire Dancer [F]
    -Soar of the Beast[M]
    INDIRECT FAMILY;; None
    MATE;; None
    --- previous mates;; Never had enough time.
    CRUSH;; To Be Decided
    --- previous crushes;;None
    User
    SCREENNAME;;♛Oʀᴀɴɢᴇ♛
    --- nicknames;; Orange, Oh.
    ACTIVITY;; 7/10
    MUSE;; Usually around 8/10 or 9/10
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