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Post by Zolah on Nov 11, 2005 8:41:03 GMT -5
" she hurried back on her feet still smiling showing a pair on fangs( imagine a big sweatdrop also ) "
- Im fine, Really! hahaha..ha...
" she seemed quite nervous, both her tail and wings moved around nervously"
" from the back Letti had crawled out, she looked at the party and decided to land on moss head since it looked most confy . she didnt say something but her mouth was wide open telling she was bit chocked and fascinated on the same time"
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Post by Rehiro on Nov 11, 2005 23:52:44 GMT -5
Moss' ears perked up when Letti landed on his head. He kept a watchful eye on the two others. He felt vulnarable and trapped. Perhaps this was a trap. Perhaps he really didnt have any allies. Perhaps it had all been a trick.
"Hey um..." Moss said, deciding not to act suspicious, as it would probably not help his situation. "Letti do you know these people?". His voice remained calm but he was inwardly panicing and adrenalin pulsed through his body.
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Post by deltaT on Nov 12, 2005 0:39:55 GMT -5
Varian was confused. Who were these newcomers? Should she offer to fight them? That WAS the felidae way. However, that didn't seem very appropriate right now. There didn't seem to be anything more to do than keep on being friendly.
"Um..hi. I'm Varian. I'm not sure who any of you are. Could you please introduce yourselves, or at least challenge me to a fight?"
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Post by Zolah on Nov 12, 2005 5:50:00 GMT -5
" Letti shooked her head and talked with a very low voice"
i dont know what it is, looks like a BIG fairy... O.o
"The 'demon' girl put her hand behind her head and seemed to look for a way out." - well, My name is Orryn and... "she looks up and seems ready to jump rigth up into the trees" -Im out of here!
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Post by Rehiro on Nov 12, 2005 12:09:43 GMT -5
All of a sudden it hit Moss. That stench... that disgusting way that she looked and talked and moved.... that violence and urge to hurt and kill that was welling up inside of him...
"Thats no big fairy" Moss growled "thats a dragon"
Dragons were the most disgusting vile beings on the face of the earth. They killed and destroyed needlessly and pointlessly, yet they always understood what they were doing. They relished in killing. They found pleasure in causing pain. They're greedy self indulgent beasts! No matter what you did to a dragon, you never felt guilty. They were the only creatures in the world that one should kill on sight, without proof or evidence of their awful deeds. Because they are all the same. Why didnt he see it before? He could usually spot a dragon on sight. But this girl did seem to eminate the feel of a dragon. Should he kill her? Or let her go?
The panic... the urge to kill... all came from her presence. He lusted to see her scream in pain. Inside, he was roaring with rage. His blood boiling in his veins. It took all of his efforts not to pounce at her and rip her apart with his fangs and claws.
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Post by Zolah on Nov 12, 2005 15:53:49 GMT -5
( just wated to say : nice rp post ^^)
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Post by Scarecrow on Nov 12, 2005 16:11:49 GMT -5
((VERY nice rp post!)) Well wasn't this just a treat? Moss seemed to be bubbling over in a combination of rage and panic, and the girl that had recently gotten up after falling over, possibly due to head trauma wanted to leave. Immediately. Moss's rage seemed to be directed at the newcomer girl... Perhaps she was also an empath, sensing his anger and panic towards her? Or maybe she just didn't like being surrounded by strangers. Stop assuming, you silly girl.
A dragon, was she? Well! Grey hadn't met a dragon in ages! She had never been one to define people by species, but the few dragons she had met had been fascinating people. Wait... Moss was seething BECAUSE the girl was a dragon! Why hadn't she seen it before? Better play the peacekeeper for a little bit...
She strode over to the leader of her party, and murmered softly, "What is the source of you anger? Or would you not speak of it?" Better to not let him in on her power... And besides, anyone could tell that he was angry! Anyone with empathic abilities, halfwit, she berated herself... Oh well! Wait and see what happens...
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Post by Rehiro on Nov 12, 2005 22:28:48 GMT -5
(Thanks ;D)
Moss growled "dragons are the most horrible, disturbing, disgusting creatures on the face of the earth." He whispered to Grey "They trick, steal and kill. They understand what they do is wrong and they take pleasure in causing pain" he realized that he had been whispering and to show the dragon that he wasnt afraid of it, and to show that he hated it, he raised his voice. "They are evil in the trueist sense of the word, the only creature that should be slain on sight. Vile disgusting beasts the lot of them! Decievers, tricksters, liars, murderers, theives and they know what they do is wrong! They should all die! This worlds tueist mistake! TO SEE A DRAGON AND NOT TRY TO KILL IT IS MURDER!!!!!!!!"
Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew that he had gone too far, but he was too caught up in hate to pay the thought much heed. He abandoned all thought of conspiracy and focused his hate on the filthy lizard thing that stood before him. In his mind all but the dragon had become innocent. He stood, staring at the dragon. Growling and forcing himself not to lunge at her. His claws seemed to grow a bit longer and blood trickled down his finger tips. He hunched into what was almost a pouncing position. His mouth fixed in a snarl, his eyes shone dangerously.
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Post by Zolah on Nov 13, 2005 7:08:51 GMT -5
" she stopped herself to jump rigth up and fly away, her eyes fixated at him. she crossed her arms and snorts ' Thanks for the compliment, I maybe trick someone once in a while and i only kill when im in need for food or protection.. stealing?! I WOULD NEVER STEAL! but it depends really on what.. there is times when there is short on food.. BUT THATS NOT THE POINT!
"she snorts again and some smoke comes out, and she screams out loudly." Im the daugther of Mirania and Etariell Darkvault! , you shallt not think that you can scare me!
" a few minutes goes and she looks nervously around as if she was waiting for something to happen "
YOU CANT SCARE ME!
" her eyes widen and she smiles nervously"
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Post by Rehiro on Nov 13, 2005 10:21:23 GMT -5
"LIAR!"
Moss charged at her.
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Post by Zolah on Nov 13, 2005 11:10:28 GMT -5
" letti grabs onto Moss hair to not fall of, while screaming " -Nononononono!
" Orryn turns around and starts to run"
DADDY!
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Post by Scarecrow on Nov 13, 2005 15:07:44 GMT -5
Grey slapped her forehead. So much for acting as peacekeeper... And then did something that she knew she would regret. She leapt between Moss and Orryn, brandishing her walking stick as if it held the ability to stop time it's self. She felt immediately that she was betraying him, even though she was probably saving a life... "MOSS!! You told me that to kill in cold blood was murder... And I agree! Dragon though she may be, SHE IS TELLING the TRUTH! Stay your hand." she began to weave the threads of energy required for a powerfull spell... One that would blind the target by surrounding them in a shroud of darkness... And Grey desperately hoped this would work...
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Post by deltaT on Nov 13, 2005 18:31:49 GMT -5
Varian jumped up to a tree branch to get out the way. These people were crazy! Did she really want to go adventuring with them? Being bored might be better....
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Post by Rehiro on Nov 13, 2005 18:58:05 GMT -5
Moss' eyes flashed red. With incredible speed, he lifted his left arm over his right shoulder, his claws shot out of his fingers three feet and he smashed the convex side of his claws against Greys right shoulder. He lifted his right arm and his claws grew. He pulled his right arm back, ready to run Orryn through with his claws. His eyes glowed red.
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Post by Zolah on Nov 14, 2005 2:26:22 GMT -5
" orryn put her arms up to protect herself, she had pulled her ears back in fear. suddenly a hand rests on her shoulder, a tall elf with long black hair. his eyes is pitch black and his skin is dark as orryns, you cn see the similarity between them. he seems not pleased, first he slaps Orryn in he face and talks a few words towards her. orryn falls a tear and then he turns to the others, his clothing seems like they coe from another age - more of the middle ages. he takes a step before orryn and glares at moss, he flicks hs hand and a dagger appear in it suddenly. then he takes a figthing stance, he takes a long breath then he says somemore words in another language and orryn steps behind a tree.
- So, Treeborn... I see that you thirst for blood..
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Post by ShippoatSchoolo on Nov 14, 2005 14:18:49 GMT -5
Suka was a bit creeped out by the whole thing. And she felt a little left out frum all the whispering that did not include her. She could still hear it with her enhanced hearing, but the intentions...
As she saw the elfy man walk up to Moss, she could tell that this was not going to be a good experience for either one of them. So, going against all her common sense, sha ran up to Moss's side.
"Stop! Moss! Calm down! I'll fight on your side if I must, but lets not jump into things!"
Suka was suprised at herself. She usually was the one jumping into things. Oh well, she didn't want her new (and only) friend to die. She still didn't trust Grey. But now is not the time for mistrust... Now is the time for waiting to see what Moss did next...
OOC: This is Shippochan at school. Not some loser poser shippo. Shipposhippo! Do you believe me? I hopes so!
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Post by Rehiro on Nov 14, 2005 15:35:12 GMT -5
OOC: I think I believe you. I believe you enough to post a response and hope for the best. If im wrong you can yell at me when you come back.
All Moss knew was anger and a need to kill the dragon. He was able to keep himself from killing Grey, but the moment he had her out of the way, she was gone from memory.
Now some bits and pieces of rational thought began to run through his mind. He acknoledged dragon, Suka, Suka talking, elf, knife, self restraint, kill.
His eyes began to turn white again, then changed red again. He acknowledged obsticle. He threw his clawed hand at the elf with a blood curdling roar.
He felt regret.
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Post by Zolah on Nov 15, 2005 4:01:39 GMT -5
" The male elf barely dodged, moss claw ripped up a wound on his chest. he says some words in a diffrent language its sounds like he is cursing, then he jumps towards Moss. he reaches to the ground and picks up a handfull of dirt and throws it into moss eyes"
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Post by Scarecrow on Nov 15, 2005 19:24:19 GMT -5
Grey had fallen over, and was cursing under her breath. The ground learned a variety of colourful words that day... She immediately stood back up. She picks up the walking stick that she had dropped, and points it directly at Moss, uttering strange words that were grabbed swiftly on the wind and seemed to vanish. Dark spirals begin to twine about the air, seeming more reflection than anything. They burst towards Moss, as Grey's eyes seem to glow.
((Rehiro, you I will Message you.))
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on Nov 19, 2005 20:03:41 GMT -5
OOC: Yepyep, that was me! (and why would I yell at you, Rehiro-sama?) Shippo is sneaky again...
Suka expertly gawked at the spirals in the air. They were pretty. But now was not the time. They were snaking towards Moss-sama! She judged that it was not going to hurt him, maybe hold him for a bit, so she decided to try to mend the shattered peace between the two groups...
"*ahem* I'm sorry, good elf, but my friend here is not very.... fond of dragons. I apologize, please do not hold it against him. I believe he has had a very bad experience in his past... I hope we can bridge these gaps and become allies!"
Suka had tried to sound as intelligent as possible... and failed...
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Post by Rehiro on Nov 19, 2005 22:17:44 GMT -5
OOC: I thought that you might be mad that I couldnt tell your words from that of an imposter. But it seems that I had good judgement.
Moss collapsed in mid charge. He slid across the ground on his stomach and stopped. For a moment he lay twitching. His eyes white. Momentarily stunned. Facing a new foe.
Oh woe, the Staff had spent so long. Slowly placing itself within the Treeborns mind and now it could feel the part of itself within the Treeborn tugging at it. Trying to reclaim its memory's. All that time, taking advantage of the Treeborn during times of vulnerability was coming back to work against the Staff. Giving the Treeborn better power to fight.
A black tentacle of smoke shot out from Moss' staff in the tree. It entered Moss and Moss began to shreik in anger and pain.
Moss' father was being torn apart in front of his eyes by the retched dragon. Moss was burning in the flames. His father screaming and thrashing.
Moss' eyes turned red again. He screamed and thrashed at the air like a maniac. He screamed at the top of his lungs.
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Post by Scarecrow on Nov 20, 2005 18:09:44 GMT -5
Ooc. Wow. One hell of a worst memory. Bic.
Damn! No wonder Moss had lost his memories. As he began to scream, Grey dropped her walking stick as if it was burning, and sat down hard on the ground, closing her eyes firmly. Why had she underestimated his memory?! Now she had gone and mindlapsed. What had she been thinking?! Her eyes snapped open, and were black as deep tunnels, empty and welling over with shadow. She saw the dragon tearing Moss's father to bloody shreds. She knew now why he hated dragons so.
Grey stood up and shrieked out the cancel spell, and the shadowy tendrils shot straight back into her own mind, and she stumbled, barely catching her balance on the forked walking stick.
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Post by Rehiro on Nov 21, 2005 0:46:10 GMT -5
OOC: Hey Shippo, when you get back, you can read about my failings. And im beginning to catch up to you in posts.
Moss' claws retracted and his eyes turned to their normal glowing white. For a moment he didnt know who he was, or where he was or what was real. Then, slowly, memory began to come back. He remembered his name, he remembered the forests and spirits. He remembered meeting Suka and Grey. There was something else too, something in the back of his mind. Something horrible. He felt completely sapped of strength. He tried to get up. He lifted his shaking arms and pressed his hands against the ground. He tried to prop himself up but failed and fell on his face.
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Post by Zolah on Nov 21, 2005 2:54:44 GMT -5
" Orryn peeked out, her eyes was big as plates and her mouth was open. " ___
" The dark elf glared at Suka, he put the hand on the wound and mumbled some words and soon it somewhat burned closed he seemed to be in deep pain while that kind of magic healed the wound. left there was a scar" - The Darkvault family have never stepped out from a unfinished figth, and so will we never do...
" he looks at Grey, and spitted at her direction " - This is my figth, Thy shall not use magics and dishonor me! He drawed blood, and so will I in return...
" he takes the knife and cuts wound on his arm, and mumbles some words. the blood drips on the ground and makes a cirkle around him and moss , it glows red when completed ( those who know magics sees its a blood spell - it seals all magic outside the spellcaster, it means his own magics too. But if youre a stronger magician you maybe can dispell it ) "
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Post by Scarecrow on Nov 21, 2005 21:17:36 GMT -5
"Blast!"she cried as she recognised the weavings of blood magic... Dispelling had never been her speciality, but she could try. Lives were at stake! If she was correct, Moss would be rather weak after reliving his own worst enemy, and might not be able to fight! Perhaps she could distract him as she gathered her energies to dispell, and Moss might manage to escape, or at least prepare himself to fight...Wait! It was that... Thing he carried around. It was somehow draining him, or putting it's self into him... Or some other form of something else she didn't recognise...
She was determined to make sure Moss could escape. She didn't want there to be any violence, though! Perhaps she could taunt him... "Hah! Honour. Where is the honour in slaying a incapacitated opponent, Son of the Darkvault family?" an ok start, anyway. She hoped this would work... "Apparently... No more honour than you allready have, Darkvault." she took a brisk step forward, scowling, and three of the many ravens and crows who had remained silent up untill now, crowed ferociously.
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Post by Rehiro on Nov 21, 2005 21:48:09 GMT -5
Moss lay on his stomach with his face in the dirt. Arms and legs splayed out. He could hear voices but he was too tired to care all that much. He was too tired to deal with it, so he pretended to be asleep and soon genuinely lost conscienceness.
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Post by Zolah on Nov 22, 2005 5:17:35 GMT -5
" he looked at her, glaring at her. He groaled a reply " - If I was dishonorfull I would have stabbed thy in your back ages ago... I will let him rest.. and if youre so in the mood of figth, I can figth with you meanwhile... you should be a easy task...
" he steps out, looking at you "
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Post by Scarecrow on Nov 22, 2005 18:43:11 GMT -5
Oops... Worked a little too well? He wanted a fight, did he? Magicless, she would be useless... But she wouldn't let him know that. Instead, Grey reasoned that although the circle would stop her magic from entering, if she stayed outside that she would still be able to at least defend herself...
Moss's energy had lessened even more... He was unconsious, but at least the elf-creature had decided to let him rest... she took a step backwards and the ravens shuffled their feet quietly, devulging her inner discomfort as she remained as blank and cold as ever.
"I have no need or wish to fight," quoth she as she seemed to fade into the surrounding shadows with a swirl of shadowy energy, "...But if you must, prepare yourself, son of the Darkvault familly."
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Post by Zolah on Nov 23, 2005 1:22:38 GMT -5
" he takes the final step outside the cirkle, he has a firm grip on his dagger. he stretched his neck and a cracking sound comes from it "
- Im ready, for protecting my familys name...
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Post by Scarecrow on Nov 23, 2005 20:54:39 GMT -5
Hidden in the shadows and ready to run or attack at a moment's notice, Grey crouched slightly, bracing herself. Better wake Moss up... She sent the feeling of being prodded in the back of the head with a stick to him, hoping she hadn't gone too far with the spell. Better keep the elf busy...
She made an illusion of herself seem to appear behind him, and it said in her very own tones as she controlled it like some macabre marionette, "Protect your family's name? What is there to protect?"
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