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Post by Alexander on Nov 21, 2006 20:15:22 GMT -5
What should i do he asked Galar, Galar closed his eyes, he pictured her, and since he was an elder breed of the dragons, he opened his mouth and blew fire that was golden, and that healed and restored her. As she stood up he looked into her eyes, and said" We need to talk"!
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Post by Lúthien Elensar on Nov 21, 2006 22:06:32 GMT -5
Fethe shook the dry sand off of her crusted pelt. Oh yes we do! she said helplessly. My companion is in great pain, and my strength is still waning, no matter what a dragon spell may do. I am permanantly cursed with this wretched scar. fethe pointed to her right flank. A ragged gash ran from her hip to her paw. It was a ghastly green color, with puss and other matter oozing from the wound that should've healed many hundreds of years before. Nothing can cure it, not even with the help of the dragon's. she explained. But I am in dire need of your assistance, Sir dragon! I Do need a dragon specialty for this delema!
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Post by Alexander on Nov 22, 2006 22:44:30 GMT -5
I could probably heal the wound so you can be full again, what about your rider? Is she ok? he asked, then put one of his claws on the end of the wound and the claw followed the wound, and healed it! Then said you have the power to be an elder breed, but you must fulfil your tests! Then closed his eyes, and said show me your power, and release the might, for your heart knows not i, for your will see, the true power. Then the sand started to spin, he said close your eyes, and when she did, he released a cloud of fire then the sand stopped spinning around them, when she opened her eyes, he said, don't worry about the riders, the time stopped, now show me what you can do. He glided to a rock, and looked around for the room was: rocks and lava everywhere, he said this isn't real, your mind only makes it real, then he glided to a pond of lava, and drank it. he said if this was real i would be dead by now, and this lava is actually water, then he jumped into the lava pit, he said us elder breed can not only talk by mind but can talk like our riders, and we can also, stop time, change the look around us, make what ever we want. We have an umlimited suply of power. And know one ever has questioned what our powers can do. So tell me young Dragon, do you believe me?
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Post by Lúthien Elensar on Nov 23, 2006 17:16:56 GMT -5
Then, a terrible pain swept up Fethe. Her flank started to burn, and the wound returned, more gruesome than the last time. Fethe shot the dragon a lethal glance. She is not my rider. I am a cat for crying out loud! She is a companion and nothing more. She has no power over me. But, she does need your help. Come with me and I will show her too you. Fethe returned the time flux back to narmal with a single word. Her stength drained immensly and her flank burned, but she was able to do it nonthe less. And you shouldn't underestimate me. she said. Fethe crept silently back up the sandy hill and pointed down to a small oasis. A dragon lay over a prone form. The dragon was merely the size of a small house, only a few months old. Her violet scales clashed with the emerald landscape. The prone form was an elf with violet hair streaming over her bruised and cut face. Only her face was so bad. The rest of her bodt was a ghastly white, whiter than the clouds above them. Fethe turned to the dragon. You must help her. she said.
((Fethe is a pale gray main coon cat who is a descendant of the werecats. She is more powerful than a dragon, but the wound inflicted upon her has injured her permanantly. No amount of magic can cure it.
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Post by Alexander on Nov 23, 2006 19:10:41 GMT -5
I will! he said, then put his claws over her body, and said heal in the AL! while she was getting healed her seen something move at the corner of his eyes, when he turned to look, after Flux was healed, and saw a black dragon, OH-NO he said, Fethe, can you help me with this battle, he said
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Post by Lúthien Elensar on Nov 23, 2006 22:21:51 GMT -5
((Who's flux? The TIME FLUX is time. if it is stopped, it is a paused time flux. The elf's name is Luthien, the violet dragon's name is Lessien))
Fethe shook her head in annoyance. And who would this be to haunt us? Galbatorix himself? She shook her feathery tail in irritation. She worridly looked back at Lessien and Luthien. Fethe stood in front of them, drawing strength from the jewel inside Luthien's sword's pomel. Be ready to fight she warned Lessien.
Lessien bared her white fangs. I am ready to do anything to help my Rider and you. She snarled, staring head on at the black shape.
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Post by Paiten on Nov 25, 2006 17:23:24 GMT -5
{{sorry I was gone for wat 2 weeks?, No comp access, I swear I went insane, could you fill me in, I'm too lazy to read right now}}
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Post by Lúthien Elensar on Nov 26, 2006 16:00:42 GMT -5
((You wouldn't happen to be Silentstar on Silent woodz now would you? if you are, it is me! Winter! Anyway, My character, Fethe, a small main coon cat descendant of the Werecats and more powerful than a dragon but is weakened due to a scar from Galbatorix(which NOTHING can heal), is running in for help because her companion( a Rider and Dragon) elf is hurt and Fethe is to weak to cure her. Galar decends, but then a black dragon comes. That is what has happened in a nutshell))
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Post by Alexander on Nov 26, 2006 22:53:40 GMT -5
((Yeah what she said))
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Post by Paiten on Dec 2, 2006 11:23:56 GMT -5
((ok, thankies Winter, and yes this is dear little Silent, thats been my nickname at my school for years, but I'm never silent, and ok I'll try and fit Talon in here))
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Post by Paiten on Dec 2, 2006 11:31:26 GMT -5
Talon stood and watched, her face held a smirk. Her black and gold dragon, Rakea lay down in the sands. "just call when you need me.." she said.
while......
Aeon hid in the dunes, she was clad in crimson and black armor. Her sword was pressed against her chest. Her black hair was neatly set over her greenish brown eyes. Aeon,s dragon, Ryiuh flew in the sky, hidden in the clouds. I hear voices her trusted dragon said nearby
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Post by Alexander on Dec 12, 2006 1:19:58 GMT -5
" Don't know who this black dragon is, but i know it isn't Glabatorix, it has no rider" Said Gladen, he walked towards the dragon and said "who are you, what do you want" the dragon responded, "Don't worry i won't hurt you, just wanted to warn you that Galbatorix has sent 200 urgals and men to capture, you. And i doubt you will be able to fight them" Gladened bowed and said " thanks, now who are you" the dragon grinned, and said "Galar, haven't seen you in awhile" Galar, said "Brother, where have you been" "Captured!" Then he spread his wings and disappeared, Gladen said "wait where did he go" Galar answered "home, he is dead that was a spirit." Gladen bowed and walked towards Fethe and said "what should we do?"
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Post by Lúthien Elensar on Dec 13, 2006 18:59:13 GMT -5
Fethe just stared after the dragon, her tail twitching. "If what he said is true..." she chose her next words carefully, "Then we must either flee, or fight. Seeing as my companion can't do the fight, I suggest we flee." she said clamly.
Lessien was already trying to hoist Luthien onto her back. She waited for the great golden dragon's reply, never taking her eyes off of him.
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Post by Alexander on Dec 13, 2006 22:30:16 GMT -5
Galar nodded, and said "we must flee, we have no chance against 200 Urgals and men, if we fought it would be suicide, and if we fought why not just go to uru'baen our selves!" Galar closed his eyes, and said "they are close, we must go" Gladen said "what about therir archers?" Galar said, no need to worry about them" then looked at and archer running towards them and the archer dropped dead. "Now we must go!"
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Post by Lúthien Elensar on Dec 14, 2006 19:35:11 GMT -5
Fethe hopped atop Lessien as they flew off. Lessien killed more of the archers than she had ever killed any thing. Her scales shimmered as she glided through the ai, breathing a plume of violet fire at the soldiers.
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