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Having thought his act of defiance would have at least unnerved the human, Rymvar was quickly enraged growling loudly as the human approached and had the audacity to lower himself to meet the dragon’s gaze at an even level. Still, the space remained tense as the use continued to use a tone of...

Brow's narrowing as he glared at the human who captured him, Rymvar growled lowly his eyes glaring yet searching all at once. He could feel it, his soul was on the other person somewhere. It was only a matter of getting it and figuring out how to release his soul before he could set this all...

Feeling as if he was falling into an empty void, the darkness was pitch black without any sense of direction as Rymvar found himself slowly spinning in nothingness. He saw himself, his wings and tail flailing helplessly against the empty expansion trying to find some sort of center only...

Growling with new vigor, the wyvern realized that his fiery breath wasn’t going to be enough to kill this intruder quickly as it had originally hoped. Quick to deduct the next course of action, he chose to use his strength to overcome the magic-user as he flew directly at the human closing the...

Confident his flames have done the trick to rid himself of this troublesome human, the dragon doubted even a mere mortal with some magical talent would expect a fire attack from a silvery white scaled wyvern. It was commonly known that white dragons controlled the elements of ice, not fire thus...

Not at all worried about facing a mere human, there wasn’t much that could face a dragon equally aside from another dragon. Still, Rymvar let his silver almost invisible irises inspect the intruder a bit more closely. He noticed a few important details about this knight that seemed to suggest...

The mountainous region of Hendore is indeed quite vast, the rolling peaks looked like waves against an ever-changing landscape as the seasons changed yet the mountains remained the same. Deep snow blankets the higher reaches and clouds beckon around the highest peaks where only a singular...

Trying his best to avoid looking upon the carnage that was practically everywhere, Felix found it almost unavoidable as bodies of werewolves and vampires alike lay scattered everywhere as they went. It was not the blood that disturbed him or even made him nauseous, but rather the knowledge of...

Taken aback slightly by the vampire's smirk, confusion crossed Felix’s face as his tears shifted from weary to alert. His shackles were removed, so simply without much thought as to why he even wore them. There was a reason he was in this cage, a reason he wore shackles, and yet this bloodsucker...

With eyes sealed shut trying to void out the carnage and death around him, it was the slight vibration of the metal bars against him that made Felix aware that someone had opened his cage. Peering through teary eyes, the little demon slowly opened his eyes and turned to look up at the man in the...

This night had started out like so many others, loud arguing and laughter filled the room as the same three guards sat lazily at a table stationed close to the door drinking away their cares and fighting over who cheated on their latest game of poker. Their curses and bouts of shouting echoed...

Laying motionlessly within the reinforced steel cage meant to hold him captive, Rymvur stayed there completely aware of the mounting misery and pain coursing through his weak human body. He could do nothing but curse his own misfortune as he lay in the dark oblivious to everything around him as...

***Timeskip*** Stirring off and on throughout the night and sometime into the next day, Rymvur didn’t know how long he had been out of it or where he was at all as he found the same darkness awaiting him every time he opened his eyes. Everything was black and cold, his body felt like it was...

Hate. Hate could not even begin to describe the amount of anger and rage flowing through Rymvur’s veins as he glared threatening at the cultists surrounding him, these holy people were supposed to be good. Weren't they supposed to passive and sway from violence as the lord commanded it and yet...

Parting ways shortly after entering the cobblestone corridors of the lower levels of a massive cathedral, Rymvur found himself muted by magic as he felt a strong current wrap around his throat silencing his shouts of outrage. Spitting and cursing, not a single sound left his lips as he was...

Flinching as he shifted his arms trying to find a comfortable position that didn’t strain his shoulders, Rymvur hissed briefly as he tried to get a better look at the burn on his shoulder. Normally it would be healing by now, even the scratches and bruises from earlier that morning were starting...

As the minutes passed in complete silence upon being left alone with this human child, Rymvur took the time to carefully scan the boy’s every feature looking for anything that would hint at combat skills or magical prowess. He was sizing up his new ‘master’, determined to not underestimate these...

Frantically struggling to break free from the magical chains which have bound him, Rymvur has spent the past four days cursing loudly and spitting his hatred at anyone who came to pay him a visit. Currently occupying a rather small steel cage only large enough to lay down in or stand, the demon...

“Come forth Rymvur, I set you free body, mind, and soul. Aid me in my hardship.” The necklace against Ellis’s heart began to pulse intensely fast, very quickly heating up as the floodgates between the two worlds were opened and the demon was set free. Glowing a bright red, the center...

Pondering the reasons of everything yet nothing in particular, Rymvur has spent decades thinking about anything from the simple to the most abstract of concepts if only to occupy his intelligent mind. Often he wondered the state of the world and how the overall universe, with the absence of a...