Rafia: Blackwind Mountains and Necropia

[Crazy Cow]

OOC:
I think that Dragonson is about to regret mentioning the dragon merchant at all. I doubt he was planning on every single member of the group to get a dragon.

 

[Phoonix]

IC: Darek decided to go along whit the grouo anyway after hearing Taiions offer. "Pft... only dragons? i was hoping for some sort of war hound." he sighed

 

[Dragonson]

OOC:

OOC:
I think that Dragonson is about to regret mentioning the dragon merchant at all. I doubt he was planning on every single member of the group to get a dragon.

Dude, i knew EXACTLY what would happen.
I'm not a RP veteran for nothing.
I also already figured out more than one of you'd like a black dragon.
Even though i were sure one of you would ask about this Holo guy, but well, once i've finished and posted the Dragonpriest lore you'l all know anyway.

Also, i controll the dragons.


IC: The handler looked abit baffled at the many new customers.
"Slow down! The orc were here first." He turns to Mourg. "Well, for the black ones: Their mind exists 80% in the chaotic plane. Abit like a black spectre, but the thing is that the last 20% of their minds exist in the Plane of Order. Holo seems to know, but he refuses to tell me why." He scratched one of the black whelps on it's chin, and it made a low, purring sound.
"Make sure to keep it warm until it's three months old. And if it starts coughing smoke, feed it coal. Apart from that it generally eats anything that's not vegetables.
If it begins to make gulping noises, break it's neck."
The handler saw Mourg's face and laughed.
"It won't kill it, ofcourse. It will just loosen whatever's stuck in it's little body.
There's alot of things in the Chaotic Plane that tends to mess with the whelps. It'l be feeling fine after some minutes."
The handler turned to Geeron. "Two Thousand Gold Coins."
The handler turned to Murdmip. "I do. I do. They're one thousand gold coins Apeice. Those blue one's are hard to handle though, i warn ya."
The handler now gave Darek a glare.
"Try at the Arena. They sell leftover monsters as pets to warriors."

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Huntico's appearance and Helmdal's (NPC for Now)

IC: He see the group. "So do you have any of the chaos types?" As he walked over to the group. He got a new bag filled with books and food. The smile was a bit off.

 

[Dragonson]

"Sorry sir. A black dragon is the closest i can get to a real chaos dragon. Primordial dragons refuses to be pets to anyone else than the Dragonpriests. The lucky bastards..."
The handler says, and grumbles abit.

 

[SoLmaster]

"Any sliver or star drakes?" He wanted a chaos dragon but he will get the next best thing.

 

[Dragonson]

"Aye. I've got a silver drake. But it's my only one, and it's not cheap."
The handler takes out a shining egg. "This, sir, is a silver drake egg. Right from the Plane of Order. The only one in town. Ya won't find this anywhere else within the next fity years!" He looked quite proud of himself for having the egg in stock.

 

[SoLmaster]

"How much is this going to cost me?"

 

[Dragonson]

"Six Thousand gold pieces. And that's actually pretty cheap for a pristine egg like this! Just LOOK at it!" The handler were beaming with pride.

 

[SoLmaster]

"I take it and a black egg. That would be?" He pulled out a pouch that jingled with metal.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Eh... SoL? If you don't have any Chaos Ore there's NO WAY you have enough money to buy it.
You did bring chaos ore right?

IC: "Eight thousand."

 

[mato2]

Geeron overheard the conversation, i will give you this, he pulled out a bag with about 8 pounds of chaos ore in it, for the silver one.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Yes I did.

IC: Huntico gave him the bag full of chaos ore. "Here you go, this should service. I would like a nest for these. All the money you need is in there."

 

[Dragonson]

"Eh... you two will have to settle that one yourselves. I'm not getting into a fight of who get's my silver dragon!" The handler said, and puts the egg back into the magical cage he had it in before. "Decide who get's it, then we can talk buisness."

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Who is the other person?

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Mato2. He posted just above you.

 

[SoLmaster]

"Geeron, don't. I need these dragons. They have an importance to me." He said with a clam voice.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: A Clam Voice XD How does that sound?

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: It just calm and not emotional.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: It's CALM.
Clam is something else

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Mistake.

 

[mato2]

"I'm getting the egg Huntico." Geeron replied, menacingly facing the elf, " We'e put this off for way too long." And in a split second the phoenix charged at him, going for his throat, while Geeron took out his blade and charged, going for his chest.

 

[SoLmaster]

He moved out of the way and took out his spear. "Your fire won't work here." He cast a water ball at Geeron. "Oh, didn't I tell you. I got magic." He threw his spear at Geeron's chest.

 

[mato2]

OOC: You're not really the one who decides if you've moved out of the way, that's Dragonson's job

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC:Well, he might approve he might not.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: The Pheonix is a pet, just like any dragon.
Anyways, when did you get magic SoL? :/
I actually said when you made your charecter that rangers DO NOT have magic.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Ok, I not in a mood to fight a GM. HE has no magic but he has book to learn it.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: *sigh* Where and how did he get it?

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: I was kidding.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Good. Now get on with the discussion.

 

[Exoplasma]

The gnome inspected his purse,realizing that he only could afford the half of the price "I cannot afford such amount sadly..." he stated to the merchant.

 

[Dragonson]

"A shame sir." The handler said.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: what about me? i was eyeing a little black one? did i get the dragon??

Taiion looked at the drakes and then asked the man: "do you have a blue dragon egg?" If so, he indicated towards the ore he stuffed in the mans hand. "i'd like one"


EDIT- Taiion then turned towards murmip and stuffed more of his ore into murmip's hand. "buy one"

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Well, he told you it's price. I were waiting for you to respond to that
Do you want a black one or a blue one?

 

[Exoplasma]

OOC
Ah I don't want a drake

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: well i guess i'll ask the difference

EXO: well taiion is generous. that just what he would do. buy somthing else with it.

IC:

Taiion paused for a moment. then he asked the man: "what is the difference... between the black and blue ones?"

 

[Dragonson]

OOC:

"Well, for the black ones: Their mind exists 80% in the chaotic plane. Abit like a black spectre, but the thing is that the last 20% of their minds exist in the Plane of Order. Holo seems to know, but he refuses to tell me why." He scratched one of the black whelps on it's chin, and it made a low, purring sound.
"Make sure to keep it warm until it's three months old. And if it starts coughing smoke, feed it coal. Apart from that it generally eats anything that's not vegetables.
If it begins to make gulping noises, break it's neck."
The handler saw Mourg's face and laughed.
"It won't kill it, ofcourse. It will just loosen whatever's stuck in it's little body.
There's alot of things in the Chaotic Plane that tends to mess with the whelps. It'l be feeling fine after some minutes."

There, flat Your char allready know.
A blue one is pretty much a normal dragon as you know them, though they're abit restless and hard to tame.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion said: I'll take a black egg. he moved down on the street towards the man selling the (drakeshdhsdss paintings?)

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: The man selling the WHAT? The guy who painted things yellow so they came to life?

 

[Phoonix]

IC: "hei little man" Darek said to the gnome "do you know where the arena is? I'd like to see if i can find any interesting pets. also can someone lend me some chaos ore... i forgot to take some."

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: crap sry (keyboard) the yellow ones yes. sry gtg for a while! bye.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: awlright.

 

[Crazy Cow]

Mourg looked at the few black whelps for a moment, and then, at a loss for how to handle a dragon, simply picked one up like a cat.

OOC:
I'm going to get a fancy ring made out of the remaining Ore I have. Yes, I'm greedy.
I will also never doubt your RP experience again, Dragonson. I'm guessing these drakes will be important later on?

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Not that much. I just thought i could make some nice subplots for them.
I might intertwine them with the main plot though.
Also, didn't you want a drake? O.ô

 

[Crazy Cow]

OOC:
Yes, but I figured that running through the Black Spectre fight with a little dragon might be a bit risky for said dragon. I'll just stick with an egg for now.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Allright... i will now reluctantly give you a "DM Tip":
It will be more risky for said Spectre. The dragon can see, and tell you, where the spectre's weak spots are, since it's mind exists partly in the chaotic plane. Also, the dragon has more "chaos power" than the spectre, so the spectre can't hurt the dragon through a mind battle.

 

[Crazy Cow]

OOC:
Thank you for your reluctant tip. I'll be making the appropriate changes.

 

[Dragonson]

The whelp makes a silent "Merrawp" sound, and tries to curl into a ball of scale in Mourg's hands.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC back. please discount any of my cheesy RP-ing, (i need coffee) i just bought the little drake. (a Black one) is that ok? and could you please re-post the rest of the merchants because i seem to have lost track of them.

And i don't think anyone here doubts your rp-ing prowess Dragonson.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: if they do, i've failed

"As they walked through the traveller's district they saw loads of diffirent shops.
A jewelry shop only selling things made out of chronite, a runeforge, a "ordinary" smith, a scribe's shop, a guy painting things with a yellow paint so they come to life, a guy selling baby dragons and dragon eggs, a woman selling small pictures of Scardrake, the Dragonpriest of earth, and a man trying to sell another man a golden pelvis. "
There ya go.