Posts by Vendaval.

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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Vendaval approached the duo with a slight smile etched across his face. [color=#fff380]Wow Mortel is that really you? That form suits you, though it will be hard to picture you without your spots and all. The teen voiced. He too had shapeshifting, but he had no idea how to use it yet.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Oh a joiner! And he had already pledged to a house too. Vendaval walked over and dipped his head slightly in greeting to the purple flaming demon. [color=#fff380]Hey, my name is Vendaval. Welcome to westeros. The teen voiced as he eventually came to a halt beside Jocelyn and Exodus.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Vendaval had put it off long enough. He thought that if he kept trying to mend the grotesque wound residing within his torso that it would eventually heal and go away on its own. That had been about a week ago. What he did not know was that he was also suffering from internal bleeding. He would wake up coughing up blood here and there and to be honest it scared the young golden teenager. The injury itself had come from the exiles leader during their raid. Belial had stabbed him deeply with a spear he had conjured while Vendaval had been breaking his hand. At the moment he sat leaned up against a tree, a bloodied hand covering the gushing wound. He had accidently reopened it while pushing himself to run a few errands, and now with so much blood lost he was too weak to do much else. [color=#fff380]H..help.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Vendaval walked over silently at first, his smoldering orange optics looking over the decorated field. Giving a small smile in the direction of the ebony wildcat he spoke up. [color=#fff380]This looks really nice Malak. She had turned an ordinary field into a thing of beauty.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Vendaval walked over, coming to a stop beside Lancelot silently for a moment. So she was leaving to try and find Driscoll? He wished her the best of luck although he was sure that the male would never be found. But, of course he would not say such a thing out loud. [color=#fff380]Safe travels... Vendaval voiced finally, dipping his head slightly as the femme began he departure.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] He didn't want it to come to this. He felt so embarrassed, watching as the two of them came forth to help him. If only he had dodged the exilers attack he wouldn't have been in this situation. Forcing a weak smile in the direction of Sera he croaked. Thanks... However, when Diana came closer to him his eyes widened considerably as she began to transfer the wounds to herself. [color=#fff380]W..what are you doing?! Vendaval asked in a horrified tone whilst a bit of blood dribbled down the side of his mouth. Of course he was starting to feel a little better, the pain itself ebbing from the wound.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Decorations huh? Walking over Vendaval eyed the half completed décor and took a seat upon the ground. I can help too if you want. The teen offered whilst allowing his gaze to shift back towards the domestic feline. Decorations were always nice. [color=#fff380]Where do you plan on putting these?
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Spotting the new obsidian wings adorning the back of the ebony femme Vendaval allowed a bright smile to cover his face. Nice wings Malak! The gilded teen voiced as he finally came to a stop within the crowd. Looking them over he parted his jaws again. [color=#fff380]I could help teach you how to fly if you wish. He murmured whist spreading his own vast wings a bit whilst unintentionally spreading some of the pollen like golden dust that rubbed off of his scales.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Ah, so that's what a bonfire was. Raking his orange gaze over the equally orange fire he moved from sitting to laying, hoping that he wasn't taking up too much room. Glancing at the marshmallow laden sticks the teen grabbed one and held it over the fire silently. This story of the red god sounded amusing. [color=#fff380]Is this Red god a real thing? Or just legend? Vendaval questioned.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Everyone seemed to either be leaving or vanishing from the vast lands of westeros. With a frown the dragon noticed the pawprints heading outside of the border and off to some other distant land. He did not know the one that had decided to leave but it was one last member nonetheless. [color=#fff380]Safe travels... Vendaval found himself saying albeit rather softly.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Vendaval walked over and dipped his head to the familiar looking stag sitting underneath the shade of his tree. Hey, we've met before but my name is Vendaval just incase you'd forgotten. The elder dragon juvenile articulated after a moment. Coming to stand beside Malak he tipped his head to the side slightly in a questioning manner. [color=#fff380]How do you like westeros so far?
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] If he were a rather sensitive dragon then he probably would have been crying out of gratitude. But that did not mean that he did not feel any less grateful towards the three of them. Thanks you guys...I..I don't know how I could ever repay you. Vendaval rasped, his mandarin gaze flickering to each female respectively. They were great friends, if they didn't mind him thinking them as such. He removed his bloodied hand so that Jocelyn could see the mending wound more clearly. Still wearing a look of concern he went on. [color=#fff380]Will the three of you be alright? The spear had stabbed him rather deeply, and if each of them had taken on a portion of that then it left him feeling concerned.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Hello Kenshi, how are you? Vendaval questioned whilst greeting the warden of the north. The domestic feline was rather innovative and always had wonderful ideas to contribute. Tipping his head the golden dragon took a seat in front of the smaller male. [color=#fff380]How did you like your travels?
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Vendaval had been making his way down the vast halls of the building he was in when he accidentally stepped upon something. Hearing it crunch underneath his hand the teen lifted it and peeled the paper off in order to read it. Frowning he looked around with a sigh. [color=#fff380]So he decided to leave too huh? Vendaval murmured softly. Everyone was leaving, whether it was on their own accord or not. Still, he wanted to know what this cool place was. So to speak/
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] The idea was rather interesting to him. He'd never heard of such a thing, yet he still wished to participate in this ball of his. If he received a candle to give to someone who would he give it too? He wasn't sure if he even liked anyone here in that manner. It was certainly something to dwell on albeit at a later time. [color=#fff380]I don't mind helping out either if it is needed. Vendaval voiced. He didn't mind helping with the set up.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 0px solid #fff; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 18px solid lavender; width: 353px; letter-spacing: 3px; color: lavender][size=13pt]Vendaval[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 370px; height: 200px; background:url(http://i62.tinypic.com/2gxnwvt.gif);][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#222; border-top: 0px solid #fff; border-left: 18px solid lavender; border-bottom: 0px solid #fff; border-right: 0px solid #; width: 352px; font-size: 7pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #fff] Feeling a soft tap upon the length of his golden tail Vendaval turned his head in the direction of the little tiger cub standing there. He glanced from the cub back to the note in his hands then back again. Its a note from Whistleblower. He claims that he found some sort of place and that he will be working there for a little while. The note never said exactly when the young dragon would be back though. [color=#fff380]I just wonder where he went exactly.
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