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?Tarai-Raama?
The Wings of Scale
In the times of old, before the earth was devoid of magic, there was a time of war. A time of betrayal. A time of dragons.
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This forgotten era of brawling sky-beasts was ruled by four clans:
Runya Noore
The Clan of Fire
This clan is the most aggressive and merciless, though they are not bloodthirsty. In their possession is the magic of fyre, which is their lifeblood. It quite literally flows in their blood, and any to touch it is scalded with the burns of lava. Fyre is wild and violent, as well as the most numerous. They are headed by a King and Queen. Their main opponent is the Clan of Water.
Alu Noore
The Clan of Water
The Alu clan is known for its healers and guardians, although they do not openly help the other clans. Within each Alu dragon exists a heart of water, which is their jewel of magic. It is placed deep within their breast, sending its selected power through the dragon's body. They are reclusive, in fact, and it is hard to catch one on its own. Water is silent and withdrawn. This clan is the least numerous and are lead by a single Matriarch, or a female queen. Their main adversary is the Clan of Lightning.
Me'urra Noore
The Clan of Lightning
Me'urra clan boasts its cunning and speed. They strike in a flash, their beings filled with the coursing beat of their lightning-jeweled heart. Their flesh retains the electricity, only harmless to those of their own clan. Without the current in their veins, the Me'urra dragons would perish. Their leader is an Empress or an Emperor, whose most hated clan is the clan of Kemen.
Kemen Noore
The Clan of the Earth
This clan is the eldest and most powerful in strength. They claim to be born from the very Earth itself and are proud of their ancestries. They are known for their wisdom of ancient times, most of all their leader, the Council Head. She or he is the oldest of the clan and rules until death, with one purpose to direct their clan's dislike towards Runya Noore.
Page 1 - Title Page
Page 2 - Clan Information
Page 3 - Roleplay Rules
Page 4 - General Rules
Page 5 - Application Information
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?Clan Information?
Each clan has a specific rival and certain feelings towards others. Though they usually try to avoid battles, a skirmish between two opponents is not uncommon. None openly search for war, but sometimes they will look for an excuse to invade or attack one another.
Although the clans each have a leader or two, the rest of the dragons in the clan are of equal importance to each other. If a royal has a brood of children or even a single child, they are not born as an heir. Rulers in these clans are chosen or the rank is fought for.
Runya Noore
This clan is headed by a King and a Queen. They are equals and may be mated or they may not. Either way, both must work together and coexist if they wish for their clan to survive.
Ally || Me'urra Noore
Rivals || Kemen Noore and Alu Noore
King || ---
Queen || Lirima Malda'Elen, Female, 475 Years.
Members
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Alu Noore
The clan of water is ruled by their Matriarch, a powerful female whose word is law for the clan.
Ally || Kemen Noore
Rivals || Runya Noore and Me'urra Noore
Matriarch || ---
Members
Maksa Nim Losa, Female, 189 Years.
Me'urra Noore
An Empress or an Emperor leads the clan of lightning. This dragon usually must fight for the title, but it is not uncommon for one to be chosen by the clan members.
Ally || Runya Noore
Rivals || Alu Noore and Kemen Noore
Empress || Kiyra Nao Mineaii, Female, 270 Years.
Members
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Kemen Noore
Kemen dragons follow the Council Head, which is most often a male dragon who represents them. This clan is much like a democracy, and the Council Head usually just takes in the decisions of all and compromises them to create a decision for them.
Ally || Alu Noore
Rivals || Me'urra Noore and Runya Noore
Council Head || ---
Members
Lord Ard'Rakka, Male, 435 Years.
Blanaid Siobhan Clodagh, Female, 396 Years.
I'Lema
Name meaning: The Journey. These dragons are basically loners. Some have strange powers, such as venomous claws instead of fire, or wind-strikes instead of electricity. Others are simply exiles from the Clans. They live out of the way of the clans, since they are not welcome inside.
Members
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?Roleplay Rules?
?Although the clan rules state that dragons cannot find romance between clans, I will allow this, since it just makes for interesting roleplay at times. However!! If everyone starts doing this, that will be a problem. Please refrain from every single dragon going out of their clan to mate.
?If your dragon mates with a different elemental, the brood will not have two powers. Each hatchling will gain either their mother or their father's element.
?Clan dragons have been known to mate with I'Lema, although the other clan-members discourage it.
?Dragons don't have to specifically follow their clan's personality, although it helps if they sort of do. Don't make your fire dragons all timid and weak and then all your earth dragons all stupid and shy.
?Don't powerplay! No, your dragon is NOT the best, is NOT perfect. He/She must have some flaw, and that means they can't be the most powerful fighter ever. They can't dodge every single attack or make every attack hit.
?Have fun! I want this to be enjoyable for everyone. :)
?Rulers are first-come-first-serve, basically, unless you reserve a spot. In the roleplay, if you say it is alright, your high-ranked dragon may be overthrown or killed.
?Dragons may swear using human terms. Just don't go overboard. Use the more general ones that don't offend one certain gender, race, etc, etc. (If it is offensive for you to hear any swears, please go away owo)
?Dragons create gore. Your character might be tearing out someone's intestines with their claws with blood gushing everywhere. Just don't go too far where you describe every. Single. Detail... Just kidding, go all out. ;D
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?General Rules?
?This rp is strictly literate. That means no one-sentence roleplays, no text-talk, no... you get the point. :P
?There will be no mating-scenes. If you must, a dragon can choose to mate by flying up with their partner, embracing together while plummeting to earth, and then flying just before hitting the ground. That's it. Pretty basic. owo
?You may have any number up to four characters. Try not to favor one gender over the other.
?Your IC grudges and anger does NOT, I repeat, does NOT translate into OOC! If your dragon hates someone, you hate the character, not the player.
?Please post your character's name and/or picture above their roleplay. It just makes it so much easier for us to see which character is being played.
?Try color-coding your characters into different shades. That way your roleplays don't collide and get confusing. However, people may share the same color, it's not a problem. Just as long as your own dragons have different roleplay colors, we are good. :)
?Put "dragon knights" in your application somewhere to show that you read the rules.
?Try to be active. If you must drop out, please say so. Don't just abandon us. ;-;
?Please ask (message or before you make your character) if your I'Lema is allowed. There won't be all sorts of random things like Mind-control or something, so I must know what your dragon's power will be before he/she is allowed in.
?Again, have fun!!! :D
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?Application Information?
I'll make this simple for y'all... I won't force you to make a gigantic bio or anything, but I'll just include a code if I can.
Picture: This is required; a picture of your character.
Name: What is your character's full name? (It may be lengthy) Include their title.
Alias: What do other dragons call you?
Gender: What gender is your dragon?
Age: Dragons outlive dragons by hundreds of years. Many are simply Unknown. 0-1 year is a Hatchling. 1-50 is a Juvenile. 50-200 is an Adolescent. 200-800 is an Adult. 800-1000 is an Elder. Most die at around 1000 years.
Clan: Of which clan does you dragon claim membership to?
Rank: If your dragon is not a high-ranking dragon, delete this.
Ability: Your dragon may have only one ability, and it must be of the same element that their clan has.
Personality: Describe what your dragon is like.
Description: This is optional; Describe your character.
Talent(s): If your dragon has any specific talent or skill, put it here.
Flaw(s): Every dragon must have ONE, be it physical or mental. Describe it.
Love Interest: Basically your dragon's crush.
Partner: Who is your dragon's mate? You may have more than one if you want.
Brood(s): A dragon tends to have two or more children, called a brood. If your dragon has had more than one brood in their life, make sure you can tell which names are in which brood.
Family: Who is your dragon's family? (they may be deceased or anything you'd like) Someone may play them if you ask.
History: Describe their history.
Other: Anything else?
I didn't include bold on the titles for the above template.
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Zontre Varalaz Oraughe
'The sweet cold-hearted soul'
If you be my star ill be your sky
You can hide underneath me and come out at night
When I turn jet black and you show off your light
I live to let you shine
Name: Zontre Varalaz Oraughe ;; 'The sweet cold-hearted soul'
Alias: Zontre absolutely hates nicknames.
Gender: He is an obvious male, and if question will probably respond with: "Want to check?"
Age: He is 301 years old- and is already loving life.
Clan: The male belongs to the Me'urra Noore clan.
Ability: Zontre has the ability to control, generate, and/or absorb electricity and or lightning. He is able to absorb, conduct, generate and manipulate it. He can charge objects with electricity, heating them and/or making them conduct electricity, he can also use this in his attacks. Zontre can diverse various electrical-based attacks, ranging from simple to complex attacks. Simple effects may include the ability to generate electricity, shoot lightning, or overload a circuit or something of the sort while complex ones might be manipulating one in a person. Zontre can even surround himself in electricity. Also, he has the power to fuse electricity and physical combat, and he also can create, summon, project, and manipulate lightning bolts. (Try looking up your powers on superpowers wiki!)
Personality: Describe what your dragon is like.
Description: This is optional; Describe your character.
Talent(s): If your dragon has any specific talent or skill, put it here.
Flaw(s): He cannot take a whole lot of water due to his electricity, and can short-circuit.
Love Interest: Zontre has no crush.
Partner: Who is your dragon's mate? You may have more than one if you want.
Brood(s): A dragon tends to have two or more children, called a brood. If your dragon has had more than one brood in their life, make sure you can tell which names are in which brood.
Family: Who is your dragon's family? (they may be deceased or anything you'd like) Someone may play them if you ask.
History: Describe their history.
Other: Anything else?
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Rivera Osiris Jeron
'The not-so-sweet angel of fire'
Little hand grenade
Salty like a summer's day
Kiss the pain away
To your radio
Name: What is your character's full name? (It may be lengthy) Include their title.
Alias: What do other dragons call you?
Gender: What gender is your dragon?
Age: Dragons outlive dragons by hundreds of years. Many are simply Unknown. 0-1 year is a Hatchling. 1-50 is a Juvenile. 50-200 is an Adolescent. 200-600 is an Adult. 600-1000 is an Elder. Most die at around 1000 years.
Clan: Of which clan does you dragon claim membership to?
Rank: If your dragon is not a high-ranking dragon, delete this.
Ability: Your dragon may have only one ability, and it must be of the same element that their clan has.
Personality: Describe what your dragon is like.
Description: This is optional; Describe your character.
Talent(s): If your dragon has any specific talent or skill, put it here.
Flaw(s): Every dragon must have ONE, be it physical or mental. Describe it.
Love Interest: Basically your dragon's crush.
Partner: Who is your dragon's mate? You may have more than one if you want.
Brood(s): A dragon tends to have two or more children, called a brood. If your dragon has had more than one brood in their life, make sure you can tell which names are in which brood.
Family: Who is your dragon's family? (they may be deceased or anything you'd like) Someone may play them if you ask.
History: Describe their history.
Other: Anything else?
still a wip c:
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Hmm... Looks rather male to me. But, whichever you're comfortable with. :) -is so happy for new member, gives floof- :3))
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Time for my own applications. x3
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Lirima Malda'Elen
Name:
Lirima Malda'Elen, meaning Lovely Gold-star.
Alias:
Lady Lirima, Malda'Elen, or Queen Elen by inferiors or other clan-leaders.
Known as Lirima by the King.
Gender:
Female.
Age:
An adult at the age of 475 years.
Clan:
Runya Noore.
Rank:
Queen
Ability:
Lirima's fyre is a brilliant golden swirl that has no rough edges or flaws. It is always a thing of grace that coils around itself in a slender beam of flame. Although it may seem just a decoration, it is, however, a specialized weapon that is used to blind her enemies as well as scorch them in combat.
Personality:
Lady Lirima is elegant in both mind and stature. She holds herself and her clan proudly, refusing to let them be made a fool of. When a law is disobeyed, she is rather unforgiving, but if the clan member is worthy enough of her pardon in her mind, she won't stay too long on the subject. For those outside of her clan, she believes she is of higher order than them, although she shows cool respect for the other leaders. It is hard to catch her off guard, and she is not a bad queen. Her clan is of utmost importance to her, and she cares for all of them dearly. She will not hesitate to attack trespassers.
Talent(s):
The Queen of Runya is extremely clever and has a silver tongue that several find hard to resist.
Flaw(s):
Lirima has a temper that may go over a few times. It's hard to convince her of anything.
Love Interest:
None at the moment.
Partner:
None at the moment.
Brood(s):
None in the past or present.
Family:
Father and Mother, names unknown, deceased.
History:
Lirima was born in a more secret way; her parents were two young dragons who'd fallen in love despite their own parents' forbidding. Lirima was among a brood of two, but only she lived past the eggshell to see the light of day and the glimmer of night. Her parents raised her to care for herself privately and then became anonymous, melting in secretly with the Clan once again as if they'd never had a brood together. Lirima trained herself quickly, brutally. It was a constant way for her to spend her time; battling other young dragons, testing her stealth skills, carrying weights in races against other wings. She was chosen for the Queen position one hundred years prior to now for her advanced learning and abilities.
Other:
Although she knows some dragons in the clan resent her, she will stop at nothing to protect them and lead them to victory.
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Maksa Nim Losa
Name:
Maksa Nim Losa, meaning Soft White Snow.
Alias:
Those in her clan call her Maksa, or some above her will call her Nim Losa.
Gender:
Female.
Age:
Adolescent at the age of 189 years.
Clan:
Alu Noore.
Rank:
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Ability:
Maksa was born with the ability to infuse water with a healing quality that speeds the clotting of blood it touches over a wound. This, in turn, slows the bleeding and may save a life, although there is a chance it will leave a scar. The power's home is in the gem embedded in her crest.
Personality:
This young dragon is focused mostly on her training, and is very happy to be in solitude, although she doesn't mind a companion or two for a short period of time. She is calm and peaceful, with an innocent curiosity in her gaze that makes others take her for simply stupid. However, she is fairly smart, not a genius, but still well-educated. She is timid and shy and tends to seclude herself to avoid contact with others.
Talent(s):
She is a great healer, of course, but she is surprisingly a great singer as well. Many 'patients' she's had have been lulled to a peaceful sleep while she works on their wounds.
Flaw(s):
She has absolutely zero fighting skills. She's very vulnerable, but that's why she knows to conceal herself most of the time and not trust fully.
Love Interest:
None at the moment.
Partner:
None at the moment.
Brood(s):
None in the past or present.
Family:
Her parents were Ancients when she was born, so they faded away with age just recently. She was never very attached to them, so it was almost like it didn't matter to her.
History:
Maksa's parents, as stated before, were old when they hatched her. They spent very little time with her, so involved were they with helping the ruler of the clan. That didn't particularly bother the young hatchling, as she preferred the silence of their absence anyways. She trained herself as she grew, finding her ability at a young age and fiddling with it, which is still where she is today.
Other:
She has tried different ways of imbuing her powers on water to make it heal. She's tried adding herbs and minerals as well as taken water from different sources. The healing power seems to change with the quality and clarity of the liquid.
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Lord Ard'Rakka
Name:
Lord Ard'Rakka, meaning Lord Earthclaw
Alias:
He's known as Ard'Rakka, Rakka by anyone who disregard his chosen title.
Gender:
Male.
Age:
Adult at the age of 435.
Clan:
Kemen Noore.
Rank:
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Ability:
This powerful male can manipulate earth. He can use his mind, so to speak, to lift a stone and shift it or even throw it depending on its weight. When his ability is at work, the crystals along his flank and tail glow with inner power.
Personality:
Even though Ard'Rakka can be cocky and arrogant, he has a true heart. He is loyal to the last breath and never breaks his word, although he doesn't take betrayal by others very lightly. But who does? This male is a stickler about his title, Lord Ard'Rakka, and if anyone he doesn't know doesn't call him that, he becomes cranky. He can't even explain why; it just irks him.
Talent(s):
As a fun little trick, he can create light when it is dark. But for a self-taught talent, he is an extremely agile and proud flyer, due to his ability to change the position of his feathers in respect to the wind.
Flaw(s):
He holds grudges for a long time, so if anyone betrays him, he will find it hard to forgive them. He also loves to fight, so if there's even a chance of a battle, it is likely that he is the first to jump in and slice a stone through a dragon's wing-membrane.
Love Interest:
None at the moment.
Partner:
None at the moment.
Brood(s):
None in the past or present.
Family:
He really has no idea...
History:
His memory only goes back about a three centuries. He cannot recall anything before that, and for as long as he can remember he's been able to manipulate earth. A pretty plain history, no?
Other:
His battle screeching sounds almost hawk-like.
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Kirya Nao Mineaii
'The Calm Strike'
'I'll be there when you need me
I'll be there when you call
Yeah I'll be there to catch you when you fall
Know that I'll never leave you
Out here on your own
I'll be the lights that guide you home '
Name:
"Kiyra Nao Mineaii, Kiyra is fine."
Alias:
"Kiyra, Neaii, Min. Known as Empress Kiyra to most"
Gender:
"Female."
Age:
"270 years."
Clan:
"Me'urra Noore"
Rank:
"Empress."
Ability:
Her electricity is her ability. This dragon's eletricity is known for it's short, steady bursts when enraged. At full force, when enraged, she'd have enough power to roast a dragon alive, leaving herself eletrified, in the sense of her body letting off small shocks, for weeks ahead. However, she is most known for teaching young how to control lightning.
Personality:
This dragon is usually calm and kind, one quick to jump at the chance to teach hatchlings and juveniles. She often refers to herself as the 'Mother of many', an appropriate title to how dearly she cares for the young of her kingdom, and maybe many others. She, of course, cares for all her kingdom, and is not hesitan to protect it from forgieners. Kiyra holds chasses for the oung of her kingdom, whether high in status or not, and is proud to teach even the youngest how to work with lightning.
However, she does like playing tricks on others. It's hilarious to her, apparently, but she knows it can irk others. Whether it's stealing a certain item, scaring the living scales out of others, or pretending to eat something only to get the tasty desserts, she's known for all general light-hearted pranks. She doesn't like puns, for the strangest of reasons.
Her kindness is easy to dissapear when Kemen Noore is brought up, due to the long rivalry the two clans have, instead being replaced by anger and, maybe, the intent to kill. When angered to her boiling point, she is quick to snap at the dragon responsible. It is also known on how quick she is to banish or execute a dragon of unfathomable crimes, for instance, killing a hatchling. She has killed several dragons who broke major rules in her kingdom, and banished many more. Basically, don't tick her off, especially in battle.
Talent(s):
This dragon is a great racer, surprisingly agile in the sky with her small wings. She is also good at Lntheri, a form of sign-language for dragons. Her strength comes in speed and skill(I hope you don't mind about the sign-language)
Flaw(s):
If it concerns Kemen Noore, she is quick to jump to conclusions. Her anger is easy to invoke invovling anything to do with them. She is a weakling when to comes to her kingdom's lives, and is easy to submit if anyting involves them and not living. She's not very strong either, physically, and is hatchling-sized compared to others..
Love Interest:
"I wish...."
Partner:
"Be nice..."
Brood(s):
"I'd love to have a brood, but I don't."
Family:
"I did no know my family for long, and I am... unsure... if any of my siblings are alive."
History:
Her backstory is greatly unknown. Shewas a normal dragon, living by regular standards, and she happened to bechosen by the kingdom for the new emperess.
Other:
[Dragon knights.
This female holds her kingdom close-knit, and doesn't allow 'poverty'.
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@Iceheart999
Accepted. x3 I love how hidden that is.
@taywolf
I await your app completion. :3
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Thank you! I cannot wait to get started roleplaying!
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Dragon Knights
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Blanaid | Siobhan | Clodagh
"They start to yell...And the fighting starts."
Name:
Blanaid Siobhan Clodagh, meaning 'River of Blossoms'.
Alias:
She prefers to be called Blanaid, but she is sometimes addressed as Siobhan (pronounced 'Shivon')
Gender:
Female.
Age:
She is an Adult at the age of 396 years old.
Clan:
Kemen Noore.
Rank:
---
Ability:
Blanaid has the ability to control the speed of the growth of many plants, she can normally control where they grow and how they look. But sometimes, for particularly tough plants, she can only control the speed of the growth. Whenever she uses this ability, the crystal on her forehead faintly glows the colour of the plant she is controlling.
Personality:
Blanaid is a very quiet, intelligent dragon. She is understanding and is very good at 'socialising', as her mother used to call it. At times, she can be quite aggressive when she needs to be but she prefers to discuss matters. When around strangers, she is very formal but once around the dragons of her clan, she is humorous, daring and always up for a laugh.
Talent(s):
Blanaid has a particular talent in self-control. She knows how to keep calm and not stress out or worry about certain matters. She is also quite good at calming others and understanding their emotions.
Flaw(s):
At the worst of times, Blanaid sometimes sees 'pictures' of what might happen in the future and it puts her off her duties, a weakness she hates.
Love Interest:
Lord Ard'Rakka (If that's okay)
Partner:
None, at the moment.
Brood(s):
Sadly, she has no brood of her own.
Family:
Her mother, Ferdenarii. Her father, Raven. All deceased.
History:
When she was born, Blanaid's father left with no warning and her mother was left to care for her alone. Blanaid had a normal dragon childhood, until her mother died of an unknown illness. Luckily, by then, Blanaid was old enough to look after herself and lived a life on her own until now.
Other:
Blanaid's white colour was from her mother's side of the family, some of her distant ancestors were from the Alu Noore clan and had the same colour as her.
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@DarkPetal
Accepted. :) Also, that is fine with her love interest. :3
@All Accepted Dragons
We can begin roleplaying whenever you are all ready.
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Lirima Malda'Elen
A brief but powerful blast of air flattened the soot-filled grass below Lirima's expanse of wings. She beat them once, twice, and was off into the air, turning slowly at first but then arching her neck and gaining altitude quickly. The queen's eyes glowed in the red light and her scales were painted gold by the rays of the dying sun, glimmering neatly in the sky. Lirima swooped and wheeled over the crater she'd just been in, wings curling as they caught the air and scooping it into eddies and currents. She'd just been in the young dragons' favorite training place. It reeked of charred flesh and rotting bones from previous kills of prey, but that didn't particularly bother her at the moment. Usually she'd snort and pinch her nostrils closed, but she'd grown accustom to this spot just because she landed there often.
Lirima gazed at the expanse of gray grass and soot. It was about half-a-mile long, a short distance on wing. She could see a couple of adolescents sparring nearby, leaping and fluttering their wings for balance in the dusty atmosphere that was the hollow. She shook her head and beat her wings in a circular motion, keeping her body in a relatively still hover. The young dragons glanced up, the male's scales rustling in a way that showed he was feeling self-conscious. His partner, obviously his sister by their similar traits, lowered her skull and looked away while her brother tried to look gallant for the queen. Lirima chuckled wryly and twisted away, pounding her wings against the air to move herself away from them.
She soon broke into a cloud bank, ignoring the soft mist of water that glistened on her scales and made twisting trails off of her wings' leading edges. She slitted her eyes and peered down through the white mass of sky and allowed herself to slide lower, gliding easily on the currents of air. She was heading for her favorite place to relax: a large boulder nestled conveniently on top of a large hill. It soaked up the sun's heat nicely, providing a comfortable spot for a dragon filled with fyre to warm her belly.
Lirima's wings angled themselves automatically as she aimed lower in the sky. Her striped tail lowered itself to absorb the impact first, and then her wings rotated quickly to slow her descent. She dropped her hind-feet onto the rock first, then her fore. Stretching out her neck and settling her wings against her flanks, the queen allowed herself to lie regally on the boulder. The day had been peaceful, and the sun's warm setting was starting to lull her into a sleepy state. She arched her neck and crossed her forelegs, lowering her eyelids halfway. Perhaps she'd be able to relax for a while before she returned to the cave she slept in.
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Maksa Nim Losa
A small gleam of white appeared at the mouth of a cave. A waterfall curtained it with both its glittering swirls and the noise that it created as it tumbled into the pool below. Maksa Nim Losa was the occupant here. She lifted her crested head silently and sniffed the air, cautiously passing under the veil of water and sliding into the deep, cold pool. She could just touch the bottom, and she stood still for a moment, checking her surroundings. The tall trees provided excellent cover for this place, but she was a bit worried that anyone could show up at any time.
Satisfied that she was alone, the female dragon lowered her head and drank deeply from the water. The liquid slid down her throat and filled her belly, contenting her. Maksa looked up again, her jaws dripping, and scanned the trees. Huffing with the effort of her feet sliding on the loose rocks below the surface, she gained the bank and let her scales drip-dry. She glanced back at her cave. It was safe now, but who knew what would happen. Some dragon could come along and chase her out, or worse, destroy the place's beauty. Maybe someone would even poison the water while she was gone and she'd die at her return.
These were the paranoid thoughts that ran through her head. Shaking her skull, the young dragon cleared her mind. That stuff is silly. Nobody would do that, she assured herself. Clacking her teeth together, Maksa slipped between two tree trunks, off in search of some medical plants she'd wanted.
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Lord Ard'Rakka
"I'd better get out of here before the Empress comes along. Fine fix I'd be in if she, or anyone caught me in this state." Lord Ard'Rakka's entire body and wings were coated in dust. He'd been excavating a trench that he wanted to use for water-diverting. A nearby river had started to create a deep well that was approaching his lair. That wouldn't do to have muddy water on his cave-floor. Sighing, the male shook his dirt-heavy wings and lifted them. He leaped upward and flew off silently, whirling in the air to go in the right direction. The wind brushed off some of the dust, but most of it still stuck between his wing-feathers and caked along his mane. The fur was draped along both the front and back of his long neck, ending between his shoulder blades and forelegs respectively.
Diving nearly straight down when he spotted his cave-mouth, Ard'Rakka narrowly but cleanly missed an outcropping of jagged stones. This cave had once just been a shallow gash in the rock wall, but Rakka had used his ability to dig deeper. It was now a spacious cavern large enough for three dragons his own size.
Yawning, the dragon set his frame down onto a pile of smooth, rounded pebbles in an alcove at the back of his chamber. His claws clicked dully against the stones as he shifted about. "Better clean myself up," he groaned to himself. Closing his eyes momentarily, he allowed his ability to flow. Focusing, he elevated a flat stone and forced it to defy gravity and logic by fanning a powerful gust of wind towards him in the cave. The dust flew off of his whipping mane and swirled out of the cave, chased by the fanning stone. Sighing happily, Rakka allowed the stone to rest once again, partially blocking the entrance. The sun's dying rays filtered in, lighting some of the chamber. But most of the light came from his own glowing crystals. They were fading quickly as he relaxed his power. The purple glimmer flickered out, leaving Rakka in a room of half-lit stone. Stretching his jaws in a yawn, he settled down to rest.[/font]
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OOC: You know I can't seem to think of anything for my other App... Can I just have one? If so i'm finshed now.... I think
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Kirya Nao Mineaii
'The Calm Strike'
'I'll be there when you need me
I'll be there when you call
Yeah I'll be there to catch you when you fall
Know that I'll never leave you
Out here on your own
I'll be the lights that guide you home '
Azure-blue eyes cast their gaze ouside of the cave, her claws tapping against the stone floor. She was terribly, utterly bored. Many classes had finished earlier in the day, and others were being held that didn't exactly need her. The sound of a voice snapped her out of her thoughts, and she turned to see the yellow juvenile who fequently visited. He was a runt, like herself, yet had larger wings. The dragon, like the others in her personal class, often visited the empress, each having gained a somewhat close bond to her. "Hello little Nignet, I see you have brought me a gift." Her eyes glanced to the fawn in which he held in his jaws.
"Ah, erm, yes. Here you are." The fawn was pushed towards the emperess, and she happily began to tear shreds from it. Her tail lashed happily. "Did you have anything to tell me? Of not, you are dissmissed. Class will be late tommorrow. By the flapping of wings, Kirya only huffed, once finishing the fown shoving the bones out to and off the cliff in which her cave resided. Annoyance was clear in her azure-blue eyes as she rose up and walked out onto the cliff.
The cave she made home might as well have been the entrance of heaven itself. The mountain pierced the sky, and usually clouds protected the carvenous place she called her home from sight.. At least, until they were ripped though by the boredom-fleeing emperess. The caren extented deep into the mountain in a winding slope, not too deep and not too shallow. Gems often found in the walls were there one day and gone the next. At the moment, however, Kirya was allowing her body to soak up some of the last rays of sunlight before taking off in her mission of finding entertainment to cure her boredom.
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Blanaid | Siobhan | Clodagh
Blanaid traced swirling patterns in the earth with her claw. She raised her head as some dust fell over her wings, and looked up into the glaring sun. She saw a small dark silhouette in the sky, but could not identify who or what it was. She slowly stood up, shaking her body to relax her muscles. The sky looked so beautiful today, so clear and blue. She couldn't resist it any longer and stretched out her wings, shaking them a few times to release the dust from her barely visible feathers. She used her hind legs to push off the ground of the entrance to her cave and took off. At first, she started plummeting to the ground, her wings folded neatly at the side of her body and at the last moment she outstretched them, she was soaring freely, the wind ruffled some of her white feathers but she loved it that way. A few birds flew along side her, but she simply beat her wings a few times to pull ahead of them, twisting and turning and laughing at the same time.
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Lirima Malda'Elen
"Aah, what a wonderful day it has been," Lirima remarked, largely to herself. The queen's voice was deep and alluring, giving off a mysterious but also beautiful feeling to those who listened. Well, at least several, but not all. It could sound cold to others and almost frightening.
Lirima's belly was warmed by the stone below and the luxurious fur that covered her spine was comfortably heated by the few sun rays that hit it. She lifted her head towards the sky and breathed out a small wisp of fire just to watch it coil briefly in the air before going out with a little flicker of gold. One had to admit that the day had not been eventful, nor had any day recently. She couldn't help but think about a battle between her clan and Alu or Kemen Noore. What she wouldn't do to have her claws tearing some dragon's wings apart. Although, that was a brutish thought and she soon cleared it from her mind. It would never do to have a bloodthirsty queen.
With her tail curled around the enormous boulder, Lirima could almost be posing. She smirked at a passing female dragon who looked at her with an envious glare. Many of the females would do this each day, wanting to be queen and given 'special treatment'. Any dragoness who became queen somehow seemed more beautiful. Lirima watched the younger dragon fly out of sight, her mind calmly picking over idle thoughts.
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Maksa Nim Losa
"Not this one... no... Not this one either..." Maksa searched laboriously for the right leafed plant. It was an elusive thing that only bloomed in during certain hours of the day; she was hoping she'd make it in time. The crown-like crest upon her brow suddenly tangled with some branches above and the young dragoness paused warily. Once she was sure that it was a harmless tree, she shook herself away from it and continued on her little journey through the woods. She was bound to run into her plant-quarry sooner or later. -short :T-
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Lord Ard'Rakka
Rakka lifted his head after a moment of relaxation. He shook his vast body as he stood, swatting his wings forward and down to clear them of pebbles. Murmuring something incoherent, he allowed the jewels on his flanks to burst into life once again. Bathed in the purple light, Rakka turned to his wings and preened them swiftly, like some magnificent bird.
Once he was finished, the male strode out of his home to greet the last fading glimmer of sunlight as it settled in the horizon. Perfect timing. He could work on his trench now without fear of being spotted.
Lifting his wings proudly, he inhaled the familiar scent of the earth before leaping into the air and working his muscles to gain height. As he was rising, he narrowly escaped from being rammed into by a bullet-like shape lancing through the sky. "What the-" He cut himself off so he could dodge the whipping tail and turn in the sky, wings quiet on the updrafts. Seeing it was a female dragon, he couldn't help but show off his glimmering crystals and how they lit up his lacing markings. Realizing that he was being distracted, Rakka shook his head roughly and twisted away, aiming back for the trench he was working on.
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Blanaid | Siobhan | Clodagh
Blanaid had been flying for while and she was still soaring through the sky, her eyes closed. Her flying was interrupted by a sudden voice, inches away from her "What the-" Her eyes flew open as another dragon narrowly dodged past her. She flicked her tail out of the way before it could do any damage to the unfamiliar dragon. "Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed, hovering mid-air. She just had time to inspect the make dragon's glowing crystals before he flew away, his long feathers rustling in the wind. She debated in her mind wether to follow the dragon to properly apologise, but she was embarrassed enough so she plummeted back down towards the ground, her wings folded neatly against her streamline body once more. At the last second, she unfolded her wings and gently sailed down to the ground. She noticed a river near by and slowly walked towards it, ignoring the water. She had her eyes set in some half-grown water lilies that floated gracefully above the surface of the water.
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Did I kill this Rp? Please don't let it die! -Sorry for double posting-
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I would be posting but, I don't know if i'm in or not :-\
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I think you're in, I don't see any reason why not *shrugs*
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If this continues to ehh... die, I was thinking about making a remake of this... maybe))