The Dragon Roleplay Roleplaying

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OOC: Sorry, I was busy looking at the open house for an Art School.

IC: The dragoness looked at the entrance as Aranuisti landed. She shrank her form to the ground as the dragon walked in.

Upon hearing him speak, she relaxed slightly, realising that he may not be dangerous, but she was still wary.
 
OOC: Ummm, she in there because he put her there?
The cave he stashed that dragoness would be rather nice.

IC: Lilith flinched when he yelled at her. She quickly got up and moved against the wall.
"Who are you? What do you want with me?" She asked. She had no clue why she was there, but she assumed that someone had helped her, as her wounds were nearly healed.
 
OOC:Hmmm a strange male dragon taking a strange lady dragon to a creepy cave... I sense rape.
 
OOC: Come on Sacrid, relax, it's just humor XD, I thought it was kinda funny actually, and he obviously didn't mean it, though it was indeed, not needed in this thread)

IC: Sarnish had no idea where he was going, and eventually reached a mountain range, was he back home? No, these mountains weren't high enough, he could quite easily fly over them, he enterred a valley, and landed at the bottom of it, there was a river, so he started to drink.

OOC: Sacrid and Gath, if any of you looks out of your cave, you can see Sarnish, Sarnish doesn't notice you though, since your scent is covered by the cave, where no wind comes from =D)
 
IC: I can't let her know I helped her. . . "I picked out this spot yesturday to live in... Why are you here." He sighed turning around and looking out at the river running nearby. He was startled at the sight of another dragon this one as black as night. "More?" He began to mumble under his breath. "I can't let any distract me from my goals... but... perhaps they wouldn't be distractions..." He sighed again walking towards the other dragon.
 
OOC: Don't forget, Sarnish is a spirit-born dragon, which means he is not all too familliar with other dragon, especially organic-born ones, he can recocnise the smell of blood, but most other smells can be weird to him, just as weird as all the other foreign smells at the location, Sarnish is not a traveler, he has been guarding that cave for a long time.)

IC: Sarnish heard rather large footsteps behind him, he quickly turned around as a whole, fully alert... He did not look aggressive, however, he also didn't look completely friendly, and he waited for the dragon that approached him to speak, so he could choose words or actions accordingly.
 
OOC: No, we didn't forget. But just because one was created, doesn't mean they don't have the normal senses of their species. In fact, I would think he'd be even more alert because everything is so new to him.

IC: Lilith followed the dragon as he left, but didn't leave the cave. She then saw the other dragon. "Did he bring me here? or... she?" She wondered as the other dragon turned around. the dragon was too far away to see details clearly.
 
OOC: Blasphemy we obviously smell like umm fishsticks

IC: He walked nearer to him. "What brings you to these mountains, dragon." Araniusti managed a half smile his silver coat glowing in the sun.
 
"I fear that I am lost, so I landed here, to drink something." Sarnish thought a moment, and then continued with a rather sober voice. "I am also searching for a way to save my people from permanent slavery until the end of time"
 
"Yes, I rule over the dead of New Paradise, but those are details, do you know something to defend a place with one entrance from an ever growing enemy?" Sarnish said, speaking as if what he was talking about was the most normal thing in the world.
 
"They arrive every so often, my people will be able to hold them off for a while, until they grow too large, they have the entire world to find recruits, I don't, I do not wish my people to die, it was a hard choice, making them defend New Paradise." Sarnish said.
 
"Well... If you agree to aid me with something not many armies can hold up to two dragons." He glanced at the female dragon. "Or maybe three... and perhaps we can take the fight to them."
 
"Yes... yes, that's a great idea! What do you want aid with?" Sarnish asked. He then looked in the direction of where Araniusti looked, and only just noticed the female dragon, and he said to himself "I realy should get my senses checked."
 
IC: The two dragons looked at her and she quickly looked around for a rock to hide behind, realising that she had stepped out into plain view just to hear the conversation better.

After calming down some, she stayed where she was, but kept from making eye contact.

OOC: As I'm sure you'd understand, being alone for three years has made her unused to being around others. XD
 
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"She would need convincing... as for what I want..." He lifted his claw pointing to one of the top peaks. "Up there is one of the famed dwarven fortresses. I have chosen it a my new domain, yet I will need help getting the present inhabitants out."
 
Araniusti was startled as the dragon simply vanished. He stepped back a few steps. "Umm....." He turned to the dragoness walking towards her. "So what do you say to aiding me..."
 
Sarnish arrived at the fortress, the entrance was wide open, luckily, becouse it was made out of stone. He entered through the massive entrance, and started to walk around, checking for defences, listening in on conversations and measuring certain things for their lethality, or blocking abillity (stationary weapons and doors)

OOC: Gath, you made the fortress, so you may tell me what Sarnish finds there =3)
 
He stood in a hallway that stretched far up dwarfing even him. Laterns lined the walls up and down it producing an eery glow in the halls. Several strange cracks were in dozens of places along the hallway. Walking along the hall he eventually came to a large door slightly taller than him.

OOC: Can you like phase through walls?

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"Hmmm. Excellent. Now..." He smiled. "We need a meatshield of sorts. Perhaps a humanoid army?"
 
OOC: Sarnish, in spirit mode, can move through organic objects, this including dead ones, so only wooden walls without non-organic compounds in them can be moved through (So if wires or pipes run through a wall, he can't move through it) He also can't manipulate objects that are in the 'real' world.)

IC: Sarnish patiently waited for someone to open the door, and then quickly move through it.
 
OOC: It's a dwarven Fortress, they in general, don't use much wood. So I assumed that just about all the doors were made of stone. He can move through curtains, wooden doors, people, trees etc. But not through stone, metals etc.)
 
It was a grand hall. Two rows of heavily decorated columns sprouted out from the floor spaning to the very high ceiling. Row upon row of tables filled the room leading to a throne on a raised platform. The throne looked to be made of gold and silver heavily decorated as well. A dwarf sat upon it old and grayed, but still very much strong. At his side was an incredibly aged dwarf carrying a staff with a. . . . . . dragon's skull dominating it's top in place of it's eyes were two clear gems. However, they looked to belong just as much in the spirit world as in the real. "Milord, the dragon sighted earlier today worries our men. They wish to go dragon hunting to clear the beast from our minds."
 
The elder dwarf looked at the staff. "The wind of our ancestors are here. Spirits have entered our domain." He turned to face Sarnish his beginning to glow until they to seemed to belong in the spirit world. "A beast defiles our santuary!" The King rose. "Where!" The Elder Dwarf stepped forward. "You can do nothing to hurt the spirits milord..." "...Beast! Why do you come to Tresnn'uudan!"
 
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