.:Evil's Prize:. (Actual RP)

Kryance

Kryance

The Ultimate Enigma

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. :P L O T:.


The land of Meriphas has come to the Summer, where evil rages from one specific mountain and makes a dreaded attempt to take over the valley whilst implanting/mutating every single animal there is. But, aside all the evil there is a prize inside this mountain. A prize that almost every warrior seeks for the use of battle. The Enchanted armor and sword that they call "The Pyre's Wrath."


This armor is unique in it's own way. The sword has a burning touch to it, and the armor almost unbreakable to the strike. But getting to this mountain is a matter of life or death if you do not have the correct skills and tools. The main tool this warrior may need is a dragon. Dragons are found everywhere in the valley of Meriphas.


Because that Warrior needs a dragon,it is because Evil was created by dragons themselves. And only a dragon can defeat specific creatures and solve certain obstacles and puzzles in order to get to that prize that every warrior is drooling for.


.:SECRETS TO DRAGON TAMING:.


Secret #1: Dragons are usually attracted to a large amount of prey.


Secret #2: If you see un-natural remains, that means you might find a dragon near...


Secret #3: Dragons hate when things are shoved into their mouths...


Secret #4: Striking your weapon underneath their chestplates hurts...


Secret #5: They also hate illusions.


.:R U L E S:.


#1: Respect the Moderators as well as the other Role players.


#2: Please do not make your character become OP. @@Tigress or @@TechnoDragon will kindly ask you to edit your character. if you refuse, we will ask you to leave this RP.


#3: If you have a conflict with someone else then do not go over it on the RP thread or the Sign Up thread. Move your argument into PM; No one wants to hear it.


#4: No Godmodding or Powerplaying. It is stupid and shows that you are illiterate.


#5: PLEASE keep this thread active. I don't want to see die down...


#6: MAX Characters are 1! We do not need to have one user make 3 or more dragons!


#7: Try to keep even... I don't want all the dragons filled out, then no one else joins in on the Warrior slots.


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((Go ahead and start us off Techy :3 I'll post after you do. Just don't feel comfy with being the #1 first post.
 

Senthuriax


The leaves and air vibrated with a fluent roar that shook the valley and it's residents. Nothing lesser than man can defeat such a beast, especially the almighty Senthuriax. Roaring with a deep hate of he humans, he dove down to a wide river and skimmed the surface and reared the the clouds at almost 100mph. When he had reached his limit, he dove down and felt every spine fill with life and every draft filling Senthuriax with the eagerness to push his limits.


Before hitting the rocky earth he once again reared and fanned his wings to a stop at the top of a pleasant hill which granted the view of the merciless human village. Without hesitation, he let out a thundering roar of evil as it trickled towards the village. Nothing was more fun than watching man tremble in fear. Guards and other nobles were prepared for attack if Senthuriax dared.


But today Senthuriax plans to keep himself busy searching for gold and large amounts of prey. Nothing was more pleasing than food and riches. It also has been long since Senthuriax had ever stolen from a merchant or the grand castle's riches. A dragon with the taste of gold would be eager to steal any nugget of gold or gem if it was possible.

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Kiro awoke early morning just as the sun peaked into the mountain side cave he had chosen to sleep in. Kiro didn't know much about this area and had only arrived in the area a few months ago. He could see dragons flying about in the sky so assumed this land was ruled by them and not the more human like races. He sat up softly sighing and stretching out in a cat like position hearing his stiff bones pop while doing so. A yawn slipped his throat revealing his fangs. "Right then." He grunted standing up smiling softly staring out into the clearing of the cave. It was breakfast time and he would have to catch his prey, a small river was close by so that would be where he would head.


Leaving the cave, Kiro began to glance around the mountain following the small pathway that lead to the base. He wasn't to far up on the mountain, it had only been about ten feet. This path would easily drop him into a forest that the mountain poked out from. He would then proceed to the small river smiling at the scent of the forest. To him it was the best smell in the world when the sun was just rising.


An hour had passed by and Kiro had finally reached a small clearing where a lake would break into a river leading into the thicker section of the forest. The neko would slip out of his shirt only to move the the edge where the river met the lake watching the clear water closely for a fish or two to go swimming on by.
 
Rideg Tûzkár

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Up on one of the highest mountains in the land was covored with snow at every point of the day, A blizzard raged on the mountain the wind made loose shavings of ice and snow scrap the top layer of the crusted snow. The wind howled through Ice crevices and valleys, Rideg Tûzkár Sat upon a mound of both Rock and snow. He looked over the area as he strech's his neck out letting snow and cold air get under his scales on his neck. as he thinks, The cold is so nice, and Inviting..... He then opened his wings holding them out to let the cold in, He then begins to flap his wings taking off into the blizzard stating low to the ground.
 
The dark dragon remained curled up in her dark, damp cave, staring out into the morning sun. The light made her weak, but she had to venture out into it, and she was branded evil simply because of her looks. She gave a heavy sigh, her forked tongue flickering through her muzzle as she slowly forced herself to her feet, her strong tail swishing from side to side. She wasn't as strong as a lot of the other dragons out there, but her ability was more powerful than many others. And she was proud of that. She stretched open her torn wings and shot through the sky, a grating roar ripping through the peaceful morning air as she signified her presence.
 

Senthuriax


For the fun of it, he let one more roar cry out to the village and then he left without hesitation towards his favorite area near a river. It was an open clearing wide enough for two dragons to fit in, and/or sleep in. This, however, was time for Senthuriax to act as if he was sleeping when he was really listening for prey to get a drink of water. Morning food was a big deal for a dragon, especially wild ones.


After waiting about five minutes, a sound of pounding hooves had neared his range. A silent hiss emitted from his soul and he opened his eyes slightly to gaze upon the unfortunate creature. Perfect! A large moose.... But it is also unfortunate that he has to deal with the sharp horn that they possess. Without a doubt, Senthuriax wasn't going to let this one slide. He looked to healthy and in order for Senthuriaxto stay healthy... He obviously needs to eat the healthy.


A readied stance was slowly forming onto the dragon's body and he rose, waving his spiked tail. Now, he was just waiting for his prey to lower his head down to the water's surface and drink. When the moose did, Senthuriax swiftly pounced onto the moose and immediately pried off the horns, leaving the moose wailing for freedom. Senthuriax desperately sunk his razors into the stomach and digging his fangs into the neck. After that mess, he ate quickly before anything would try to steal his meal.

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.Caricon crouched in the bushes as the dragon attacked the moose he had sent out. Caricon pulled out his bow as his ears grew. Danger they said, but this time Caricon wasn't going to listen. He took in a deep breath and jumped out of the bush. Using his hunting skills he went behind the beast and jumped on, holding on to it's scales, he put up his bow and pulled out his staff. Small vines came from the bushes and started to wrap themselves around the dragon, becoming stronger as they wrapped around. As soon as Caricon thought it was enough he stopped. The magic had left him exhausted, but he that he was only getting started. He grabbed on the dragon and began speaking Elvish in the dragon's ear. He hoped the dragon could understand. "Fdahe ms hso famws desoas," he said (I do not wish to harm you).
 

Senthuriax


After so cautiously eating his meal, there was a touch to his feet, the feeling of being gripped tightly... And those were the vines of bushes and other plants keeping him place. Roaring, he had fanned his wings and tried to take off, but before he could there was a feeling of something grabbing onto his scales. Hissing and groaning, Senthuriax had waved his tail around in anger.


But no, there were words told to him. Words he understood? Yeah, slightly though. Even though the elf did not want to harm such a creature, Senthuriax was pissed anyways. Nothing pleased him with these actions. The dragon took the daring move to charge his scales with electricity, but not a high power that would potentially kill the damned thing.


As he did, he was hoping he'd loose his grip and fall off...

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Once the Neko had finished eating his catch for the morning he pushed through the forest hearing the sounds of dragons off in the distance. It actually sounded as if one were being attacked. Hearing this as well as the roars, Kiro rushed to the sound hoping to be in time to stop this before anyone had come into harm. Breaking from the forest and traveling down a path Kiro slipped behind a bush when the dragon and male came into view. He could see vines holding the dragon down then watched as they were sparked with electricity. In soft anger Kiro grumbled slightly, why would anyone be doing this to a dragon? Was it to kill it? Or other things? Shaking his head quickly at the thought of a dead dragon his eyes began to glow a deep purple colour as the base of each vine would slowly ignite into flames, they were all small so it would cause no harm to the dragon but it would burn the vines to a snapping point if they would last long enough, if not it would surely weaken them.
 
Camille had spent one night of many on the uncomfortable forest floor, so she felt that she had deserved to at least sleep in. However, no matter how hard the girl tried to ignore the multiple noises echoing about, the less she was able to. She was tired, aching, and just plain cranky. There was no way she was going to get any sort of sleep now, so she might as well check out the source.


Before busting out of her makeshift tent, Camille had to slip some clothes over her undergarments, then grab the coat that hung from the tree that helped hold up her little campsite. She shoved on her boots as she stomped towards the direction of all the ruckus, and as she grew near she could then hear the sound of rushing water, as well as make out one of the many sounds. A dragon was nearby, and at least one person was either attacking it or attempting to tame it. It had been years since Camille had set out to find one, and this would be her first sight of one ever! Well, up close, that is.


She tread carefully and as quietly as she could before she could see figures form up ahead, behind the trees and in a large clearing near a river.
 

Rideg Tûzkár


He flew low to the ground the wind wiping by him he lands near a edge of a cliff He looks out over the land the blizzard not blocking his view in the slightest. The it hit him, I'll make it snow... He spreads his wings taking off once more. he stays in the clouds to keep cool and not have warmth touch him but each time he flew through the clouds he opened his mouth spraying his Ice breath so the clouds would become even colder. As he spayed the ice breath it began to snow below do to make the water in the clouds colder. This process would take a while but to everyone below snow began to fall, and it was summer! Rideg Stayed out of site so he wouldn't be seen by anybody besides his white scales helped him blend into the clouds. He flew quickly almost like a blur.

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Paris Abollyon


Paris let out a cry of triumph once again as he speared another fish. He had been camping by this stream for a few days now. The lack of adventure and adrenaline was annoying and boring but he knew he had to resupply well. He had been starving for a few days in the Valley and could not find a trace of food. Miracoulously he found a stream large enough and clean enough to resupply with water, food, and take a good bath


Paris looked at his fish and snapped his fingers with his magic gauntlet and heat started radiating from inside the fish now. He had learned this neat trick so he could cook faster and not risk leaving it raw or charred. He could also create a flame which was great but he still needed to practice. His favorite trick is making a slightly open fist and the blowing out one side, while flames come out of the other. It makes the illusion that he is breathing fire when he is simply providing air so the fire can flow and become bigger. It is a pretty energy consuming trick. But if he gets this snapping trick it'll be easier to fight with, quicker, and maybe more effective in some areas.


As he say down and ate, mentally reviewing his skills as a Pyro Slayer day dreamed about one day getting the enchanted sword and armor. He suddenly looks east as he hears a loud roar. "Dragon.." He rapidly packs and runs towards the sound, trying to be as light as possible. He lights the top of the wooden spear he was using on fore as he eats and runs. Ready to throw it at anyone who interferes. This was his chance. He looks as he notices others hiding in the bushes. "Suckers." He says as he jumps out and throws the spear toward the elf. He was hoping to miss really not wanting to kill him, maybe a light wound since he pointed to the leg. He gets in front of him as he pulls out his sword. "What are you planning to do with the big guy? Sell him? Kill him for parts? Tame him? If so, bad luck for you elfy because this one's mine."
 
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Tarkus

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Green. So much green. Or was it called yellow? The young dragon didn't know. He had just left his mother's den a few days ago and was completely lost to where he was supposed to go. "I'm not lost. I just took the scenic route. That's all." Trying hard to convince himself that he wasn't lost, the large green dragon stared down at the green patch of grass before him.


Blowing a thin stream of fire to set the grass up in flames, Tarkus looked up at the blue skies and began to panic ever so slightly. He was four centuries old now! He should be able to handle this! "I'm a big dragon now!" With a look of determination on his scaly face, Tarkus felt a boom of adrenaline flash through his body and shake the ground. Oh, wait. That wasn't adrenaline.


Running off, Tarkus's huge feet stomped at the ground, leaving dents in the soil as he pushed off and flew into the sky. Flapping his strong wings, the young dragon grinned a toothy smile as he felt the winds brush against his scales, forcefully removing the dirt that had covered it a little while ago. Maybe adventuring won't be so bad after all! As Tarkus flew into the horizon, he seemed to look like a painting of some sort. He suddenly realized that he didn't know where he was going. Crap. "I'm lost."
 
Caricon the Geomancer saw his vines on fire and quickly retracted them. As he saw the spear coming at him he panicked. He sent a burst of vines that stopped the spear and made it drop mid flight. "I plan to tame this dragon and fly the mountains on it." He then smiled as he shot vines at the human, not wanting to kill, but to entangle.


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Bloodstone heard the roar of a dragon as it fought with someone, perhaps a person attempting to tame it, and she stretched open her jagged and tattered wings before taking off, landing on the edge of the mountain. Her presence darkened the entire area, shrouding everything in shadow. She recognized the dragon below her. They weren't friends, but they weren't enemies either. She opened her mouth to speak. "Senthuriax. Are you in need of assistance?" she questioned, her voice rough and harsh, enough to frighten away many men as they had tried to capture her. Towards dragon though, she was polite.


(I apologize for the lameness.....)
 
(At least you posted... :D )


Senthuriax


Senthuriax swung his head towards a familiar voice. "If you want!" He hissed back, before turning his head to see three other humans. Well, one of them was an elf. He faced them with a fierce look that brutalized their faces, and with all he had he let out a terrifying roar that shook every tree standing. Ripping the vines from his feet, he lunged towards the daring elf with his teeth sheathed.


(Sorry, it's a short post because I need to wait for @Hunnyhelp c:)

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@TechnoDragon


@Hunnyhelp


As he burned the vines the Elf threw at him he realized he burnt the ones on the dragon, who knows maybe it would Appreciate him for freeing her, he seemed to chuckled slightly at the weak attempt of the elf. "I don't think that is going to work on me." he said holding his long-sword now. He starts charging the elf until suddenly the dragon swoops by him and attacks the elf. In a moment of shock but advantage he slashed under the dragon's chest plate, not wanting it to hurt the elf. He stood up again as he rolled. Ready for another attack. But this he finally noticed the darkness...and was it snowing? He decides to light a small bush on fire that's slightly away from the trees. Now he has some light source at least.


(sorry for short post didn't have much to post)
 
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