Posts by Doomspeaker

Garto let out another demonic roar, smashing his head inþo the castle, crushing the wall.

Avar:

He flew over to Angel. "Are you wounded?" He looked to the distance. "Brace yourself!
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Garto roared at the lesser one's insolence. He unleashed a flame that melted the stones of the castle, he was focused on destroying it. Devos' job was killing them

A thunderous roar sounded off as a purple fire blasted through the center of the lesser dragons.

Devos crawled out of the mountain near the gates of hell, letting out another plunge of fire.

Devos snarled at the sonic roars, roaring with enough force to crumble mountains.

Garto tore the castle apart, unleashing a screeching roar.

Avar landed beside the group, his markings glowing worryingly.

Avar:

He pressed his talons to his head. "There were casualties. Demor and Avalience are dead."

Garto snarled at the lesser, flaring his jagged wings and taking flight. He unleashed a large plume of flame upon the land.

Garto raked his talons across her leg, his eyes igniting with soullessness. "Leave now, before you get into something you can't finish."

Avar looked to the leader. "But they were the Light and Nightmare leaders."

Avar nudged Angel away from Lasrath, placing his talons gently over her breaks. "None are broken, my dear. Simple dislocated, I'm going to put them back in place. Please do not bite my head off."

Garto hissed as the demon slammed her head against his skull, he used the jagged horns on his head to bash her hard to the point where he could feel some of her skull break with the impact.

Name; Talios
age; 17,238
rank within your dragonkind; Foreseer, I guess. Kinda like a psychic
appearance;
mate/crush; None
kin; Avar is a distant relative
dragonlings; None
personality; Wise and calm
gender; Male
history; He was born into his duty of Foreseer, helping the tribe in any way
type of dragon; Fire
abilities (5 max);

[li]See into the future[/li]
[li]Predict serval possibilities[/li]
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other; Nada

Avar chuckled. "I'm afraid I'm not that useful in a battle. I am only a healer dear."

Garto vanished into small flames, appearing in front of her, sinking his jagged teeth into her plating.

Wingbeats sounded about Lasrath, as Talios landed beside her. "Angel informed me that you are in need of my wisdom."

Avar braced himself. "Bite a tree and not me." He placed his talons on her ribs, giving them a forceful shove in different directions.

Garto increased the pressure, twisting his neck with her body. "Not until I see you dead."

Garto roared at her horns pierced his shoulder, so he slammed his spiney head into her exposed back of her neck.

Avar sat back. "That should do it."

Talios landed beside her. "You need my wisdom?"

Garto dug his claws into her flesh, flames licking at the back of his throat.

Talios pressed his talons against her head. "See what I see in the future."

Garto laughed as he felt her grow weary. "Getting tired? As mortals usually do."

Talios pulled his talons away. "There are too many possibilities to see the victor."

Garto, Send the demon to me, Death ordered to his guardian in his mind. He flapped upwards, throwing his body down upon her body, sending her through the portal.

Talios sighed. "If we can take out the harbingers, it might weaken Death."

(Oh seriously? I wasn't even paying attention to the post count. Thanks :3)

Talios sighed. "I wish it didn't have to come to this. If you can get them all in one spot, I can kill them all, but in turn, I will die as well."

Death wheezed, closing the portal. "Welcome, demon. You've come home."

Talios looked her in the eyes. "My life is less important than the countless ones in the tribes."

Death raspy chuckle echoed. "To bring you home. And to offer you this, give me your soul and I will make you more powerful than you could imagine."

Talios stood, pressing his talons to his head. "I see the tribes luring them with innocent pure souls to this location where the forest traps them."

Death looked to his gate Guardian. "Very well. Garto if you will."

The demon smashed her head against the rock solid walls, striking her spine with his talons.

Garto dodged the blasts, igniting the flames in his throat and unleashing it upon her, while throwing himself at her.

Talios took flight, then landed beside Jeruth. "Hello, Jeruth. I must speak to you."

"Do you have a dragon of pure soul? If so I need them to lure the Harbingers to the forest where you must trap them."

Garto was struck with the orb, but was unaffected. Death looked to Nago, wheezing. "Contain the Demon."

Nago stood on her hind legs, forming a large black and blue orb between her claws and unleashing chains that clasped around her stomach, legs, snout and head.