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 Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 2:48 pm
Nowe Valentine ceasar guided her in to the laberinth after some time he stoped and waited wen he heard hove like sound on the ground he knew this creatur wasent the kindest one (and no its not a minotour lol)wen he knew it was safe he started to walk agian . liatha almost ran into him, but stopped, hearing the hooves too. she cocked her head to the side, listening. liatha frowned after the steps receded "that almost sounded like...a centaur. or minotaur" she said thoughtfully, thinking of a book she had read about different beasts (or a funky type of dragon XD lol)
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Posted: Tue Sep 28, 2010 10:54 am
"that was a bracon " ceasar said " its a hors with horns of a mouthan goat and a tail of a lion and a goat beard . dere verry bad temperd "
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Phainon Morningstar Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 28, 2010 5:12 pm
Below Liatha and Caesar in the forest uproar was occurring. The treetops change from green to black and gold unknown birds. These bird unnatural numbers is only made more unnatural when the birds begin chirping in harmony, their song sounding heavenly is also wild demanding power. Becoming louder, ringing in the ears all that inhabit the forest below and the mountain above. The mountain hard rock bed shakes and crack, as roots climb and grind though the mountain. These roots blossom into tall trees creating large amasses of oxygen and shade. The trees advance to the mountain to the point they reach Liatha and Caesar. Suddenly a figure forms form the shade of the trees in front of them. It was a dark elf male having glorious hair white and curly making it look like a cloud. He wears a golden mask in the butterfly that covers his forehead and sideburns. His eyes glowing silver like they symbolize justice and order. He chest rippled through a Onyx Blouse that cover a onyx waistcoat both with golden lining and crest showing the entity is of high nobility, but he jean to move effortlessly in battle, with a golden thong showing tell the story of the noblemen with a freaky side. The jeans stop at the knees because his combat boots cover them. These boots have flexible leg braces and is fine black and silver bows whip and wrap around the combat boot making them look elegant, an elegancy intensified by the gold tip of the shoe tips, the sole of the shoe though soft is reinforced to withstand any terrain. He wield a golden blade and a katana in a red and indigo sheath, the katana hilt is metallic colored pitch black and a koi-guchi embedded with red diamonds attached to his hip my a silk sash to his left hip. In his left hand he wield a sword with magic inscribing on the hilt and the blade is a concentrated beam of cosmic magic that blade is so sharp you can hear it crackle as it cuts the air that dares to blow in its direction. A holy circle glowing behind his head, and magical runes orbiting around him demanding to be used.
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 3:08 pm
(ow, that hurt my eyes >.< sorry, just gotta say....)
liatha felt the earth trembling as she opened her mouth to reply, and sensed the trees growing around them. snapping her mouth shut, she quickly nocked an arrow to her bow and aimed it where she could feel the most energy pulsing, right after the dark elf male appeared. face grim, liatha corrected her aim just a touch from where her senses had been overwhelmed with all the raw power; it was now around his heart region "what do you want with us...??" she asked, her voice controlled but with an edge
(oh dear, all that and if you really DO try to fight her, i could be in trouble :p lol)
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 4:32 am
~Azalea~
A dracomancer who never goes anywhere without her dragon, Night  Azalea looked at her friend. "Night why are you dieing? Your a dragon so you should longer" she said softly. Night lifted his massive head and looked towards the sky. "I gave much of my life to you when we were held prisoner in the bandit camp. I couldn't let you die because of my mistake in failing to protect you." he said softly. She hugged him as she stood next to him. "Night i wanted to die during those days because of what they did but i understand your reasons. I forgive you for it" she said softly. They watched the sky together as Night began to grow weaker. He wouldn't make to see the next dawn.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 1:54 pm
I look close my eyes and I reach in my back pocket and move my hand directly from my pocket into the position like I throwed something ,but nothng in my hand. I then face my head towards you; liatha holding your bow at my heart, with commanding intent I say unto thee "
Cesti seiraer sai ti sai air ei ailylal thyr mysi thys tia tala (translated--> wink You should lower you bow and arrows you could end up making a bad choice. I merely am here to fight the monsters in this labryrinth and gain treasure. You can either drop the bow or make with the passion of a massacre."
I lower my knees and shuffle the dirt next to my left foot and I bend my right knee. With my right han I stroke my hair, when my hand leaves from my hair in it it hold a single strad of my hair. i attach it to the sword mounted to my hip. The hair glow with a golden aura, the hair blackens to the color of coal. The hair grows longer spliting in half and growing weaving around it self it forms a hand, it hold the sword mounted at my hip and beginunshealth the sword, the sword finally unsheaths from my side unto the ground. with the hand made of hair holding it still, the hair still growing manifesting into a body. It started from a hand into a body then the hair the golden aure becomes absorbed by the hair body and it makes hair turn into organs. Lungs,stomach,then a heart that beat begins beating, then muscles , finally the exterior. The body i now idenifiable as Velakar. Velakar made a clone of himself. The clone get up off the ground into the same stance of velakar. What will Liatha choose to fight or choose to put away her bow...
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 3:12 pm
liatha sighed, and glandor make an annoyed squaking sound "shivareth'tai, gladorai..." she said, which basically amounted to "shut up glandor" liatha looked at velakar with steady eyes, mocing her bow off away from his vitals, but still warily ready "you say that, yet make ready to fight..." she said, tension making her sound more formal "you come with a presence thick enough to blind and deafen me to ur presence; something tells me you could just wipe me out easily, and with little care.....i wouldn't want to fight either, but this is not my home, and i don't know the ways and customs of people, so i must ever be on my gueard. and isn't it better, despite what little honest chance may be granted me, tht i had managed to react at all?" she replied philosophically, releasing some of the tension of her bow, pointing to the side but ready to loose if necessary as she kept the clone in her peripheral vision
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 4:14 pm
A little scroll of sort blows in the wind, but it moves against the wind to liatha neck. Then softly on her shoulders. Then a a haze of smoke surrounds her. When the smoke clear you the scenes is disturbing you see two liathas, one with it bow lowered and another with it's wrap around the other one in has a has her hand posed on liatha throat,but it's not a normal elf hand it a scally, sharp-clawed dragon hand. The one with the claws on her hands look the other into the eyes and say "He comes prepared to kill all in his path, you choice was wise no one wants to see the outcome of you fighting yourself right." Then she drop her claw from liatha throat and walk over to velakar. He get out of his fighting stance and the odd liatha and the velakar clone turn into strands of hair, once more. He then look up at her and says " Usually these encounters end in violeance, thus I come prepared to to not only destro an opponent physically, but mentally. Let us enter this labryrinth and show each other what we can do as temporary allies.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 4:23 pm
liatha remained calm, having heard of this sort of magic "i have already fought myself, many times, many ways but in a different course of things. and as i do not have that ability, then it is not truly myself, is it?" she countered, looking easily at the dragon claws around her throat with her eyes, not seeming to be bothered despite the adrenaline going through her system. glandor squaked unhappily, then dove to pierce the clawed hand. sighing and frowning, liatha yanked him from the air in an eye-defying movement, and jerked him back "don't...if you do that, the pain and injury would most likely transfer to me, since its my near-replica' she said calmly, but she felt slightly angry "im the shaman here...." glaring at the bird, she sighed "ive got to apologise gentlemen, but this locale likes me not..." so saying, faster than either could blink, the earth around her rushed up like water and fell...and liatha disappeared. she was traveling underground like any other place she moved through, glandor squaking about being left behind, a ring of clay from the rise holding him to the side of the cave
(huh..........ur willing to kill all in your way, but have some overkill abilities -_- for a second, i thought they were like soultwins or somethng, so fighting him would be like fighting herself at her full potential 0.0 *gets an idea* too bad you CANT be related...! hmmmm....maybe you see her potential? idk, i like having epic characters -_- could be my own flaw...sigh)
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 4:29 pm
~Azalea~
A dracomancer who never goes anywhere without her dragon, Night Standing up weakly, Night Roared loudly so his call echoed through the valley. It was the roar of a dieing dragon who had given his last good roar. Collasping to the ground hard, he weakly looked at Azalea. "Good by sister of the bond" he said softly. With that Night's eyes closed as he died. Crying silently, Azalea withdrew a bag of powder from her sleeve and tossed it over his body. Soon it began to form a clear crystal over his body. "Rest in peace my brother of the bond" she said softly. She laid down next to him.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 4:36 pm
(sadness.....sorry, funny moment time! XD well, i think its funny :/)
liatha was tumbled around in the ground at the dragon's last reverbrating roar "dammit..." she muttered as it broke her ability, and she shot out of the ground. blinking, she spat out dirt...on top of valekar's head "oh, great..." squinting her eyes, she was staring right at the holy symblos around his head "well, im just in deep s**t, aren't i?" she asked them good-naturedly, hanging there, stuck by her feet in the ceiling
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 6:02 pm
Velakar in retaliation to you spitting dirt in his face makes him uneasy his rage growing " You will learn a lesson in respect young elfling. My let hand illuminates with my golden aura.I wave it to the left slightly, the moutain, trees, your clothes,totems,weapons, items turn into gas. I then throw down a angelic seal to trap demons, which are being of darkness. To void your shadowmare, then sniff you for your scent. I then stroke my hair and grab a patch of hiair and trow it at you , they transform into clones of you. " These clones are you in your full potential, have fun winning." Then I lock eyes with you, as the clones close in on you. I get into a meditation shield to block you from using your psychic powers on me....
(Let me fill you in on what just happened. I nullified your shadowmare, turned all your equipment, totems, weapons, your clothes, I nullified your physic power by blocking it with a mental trance, the five clones of you in your full potential
advance towards you. I gave you a gaze of my beautiful eyes, without magic able to work on me and you having to fight stronger version of yourself, what will you do?)
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Phainon Morningstar Captain
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 5:48 am
Ceasar narrow his eyes if he hated one ting it was troble nere the homeland of the dragons and so did his alter ego . a raor loud and clear a sound that ment do not mess with the one it came from . Ceasar was now the black dragon with the redish armor decorated with silver he was the dragon guardian and no one would break the rules . he looks to velakar and Liatha
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 5:57 am
XxXDeadlyxShadowsXxX ~Azalea~
A dracomancer who never goes anywhere without her dragon, Night Standing up weakly, Night Roared loudly so his call echoed through the valley. It was the roar of a dieing dragon who had given his last good roar. Collasping to the ground hard, he weakly looked at Azalea. "Good by sister of the bond" he said softly. With that Night's eyes closed as he died. Crying silently, Azalea withdrew a bag of powder from her sleeve and tossed it over his body. Soon it began to form a clear crystal over his body. "Rest in peace my brother of the bond" she said softly. She laid down next to him. (npc dragon so you know lol ) a large shadow of a dark greyish dragon with silver white armore landed neckst to the crystal of your dragon he looks currios trowards Azalea .then he nudged the crystal and closses his light silvery eyes ."night bond brother of Azalea free you anciend soul from this earthly body rest peacfully we shall await the day for your rebirth " the dragon said . this was the dragon of the dead the one wo tock care of the souls of the dead to guid dem to rebirth . he looks to Azalea "i give you premision to enther the dragon realm to find your bond brother agian wen he is reborn" he lays down and lowers his wing so she could get on his back .
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Phainon Morningstar Captain
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