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Black Dragon   Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
 Re: MourningKeia's eyes snapped open and her nostrils flared wide as she felt Medalanim's energy sear through her body, waking her right up from the lethargy that had been taking over her mind a minute ago. She exhaled, like how a horse would when startled. The sienna dragoness glanced at Taren and nodded without speaking. There was a different tone to his voice. It made her think of her father, Kemon, even though she had never actually met him. She closed her eyes once more and sighed, relaxing her body so that it would be easier for Taren to heal her. When his magic entered her body it felt as if her body had been warmed from the inside out. It was very soothing and pleasant, like laying close to a fire and feeling its heat lick over her scales, only on the inside.
As he healed each bit, it felt like she slowly gained more energy on top of what Medalanim had given her. She knew that wasn't the case, but it felt similar. There really wasn't a way to describe how it felt. When the bronze came to the tendon that attached her wing to her body, she felt an intense amount of relief as he soothed it and healed it, not as much as he would have probably liked to, nor what she would have preferred, but it was necessary. After a few more minutes, she felt him withdraw his magic from her body. She shivered a bit as its warmth left her, but otherwise was unaffected. Slowly she opened her eyes and blinked a few times. She didn't feel whole, but she did feel much better. Even the slash over her snout didn't sting quite as much. She looked up at Taren. There was only one way she'd be able to repay him for this. Find his niece or nephew. I feel...not whole, but definitely more functional. she said. She blinked again, and this time she noticed that the scar over her eye didn't pull at the scales as she did so. Had he done something to that too? She lifted a paw and gently traced the scar with the tip of her talon; it started at the corner of her mouth on the left side, curled over her snout and up her right cheek, before slashing across her right eye and ending at her eyeridge. She looked up at the bronze. My scar doesn't feel as tight over my scales as it did before. Did you touch it a little with your magic too? she asked. She hadn't known that was possible. Of course it might feel looser than she was used to cause she wasn't scowling either. She looked out of the cave when she heard deep thuds outside and saw Lean returning with four deer. The ancient black pushed three toward her and laid the fourth aside. Keia's stomach snarled abruptly with hunger. She prummed her gratitude to Lean, then dragged the first deer toward her and sank her teeth into its belly. - - - - - - - - - - Lean rumbled in her chest and brushed Taren's mind in return to know she had received his thanks, then banked away to hunt for Keia. She searched for one of the bigger herds and then singled out the plumpest deer she could manage. She knew Keia would be very hungry, probably ravenous, so she picked out three for the sienna, and a forth for Taren, just in case he was a little hungry as well from his magic wielding. Once she had chosen then she gathered all four into her claws and took flight to return to the cave. When she saw the entrance she pulled in her wings and backwinged to slow her descent before landing lightly. She pushed the three deer to Keia and laid the forth close to Taren. She smiled at the bronze. Just in case you want it. she said, then settled down with a sigh on her belly and watched with satisfaction as Keia ate. _________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.  
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| November 22nd, 2011, 7:04 pm |
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DragonRider   Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning Medalanim watched Taren both with sight and mind, watching from an outside standpoint to see if he would succeed. He spent quite a long time, carefully healing the muscles and tendons. Medalanim sighted little visual changes, which was what she wanted. Although a few of the deeper gashes mended at their deepest when the muscles underneath were woven together.
When he finished, Keia seemed partially satisfied. Medalanim nodded in answer. Your muscles and joints are healed, so basically all the wounds you have are now only on the surface; you can fly and help us for as long as you can. However, I do have to warn you to still take it easy until you heal naturally. Some of the wounds could get worse if you move around too much. She moved to the side of the room when Lean arrived, and let the issue of Keia's scar pass to Taren. When Taren raised a lip in distaste, Medalanim looked at Keia's torn body with a solemn gaze as she privately addressed him. It is worth a half hour of your time to save her life. Even with the keener eye of a dragon does she not look different from the state she arrived in, albeit in a cheerier mood. So unless Galbatorix examines her snout to tail with magic, her healed injuries will be overlooked. You did a good job. After passing Taren a grin, she then weaved her way around Keia and Lean to the outside of the cave, waiting patiently for Keia to finish her meal. _________________  o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. |
| November 22nd, 2011, 8:01 pm |
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Cycle Moderator   Joined: June 5th, 2006, 4:56 am Posts: 5409 Location: North of here, south of there Gender: Girl Affiliation: Dragonriders Dragon: Melanthor |
Re: Mourning I suppose that's a good thing, considering that's all you asked for, Taren said moodily. He didn't bother hiding his displeasure at leaving his patient in pain when he could have taken it all away, his body language would have given it away anyway. He frowned and lowered his head to inspect the scar in question. No, I didn't do anything to it. Magic is a finnicky thing, even a dragon's magic. It's possible a bit of it escaped my attention and attempted to heal your scar, though from the looks of it, not enough to take it away completely. Are there any other differences? he said, still staring intently at the scar.
It was unlike him to let the magic get away, even just a little bit. He wondered if perhaps it was Keia's own magic, and not his own, that had fixed the scar. He drew back his head, frowning down at the sienna while his mind was a million miles away. He pursed his lips and drew his head against his chest, one foretalon clicking against the ground. Keia, can you use magic? It's possible that my using healing magic on you drew the same energy out of you, although not to any great degree, as that was not my intention, he asked, looking at her, the talon paused in midair. He rumbled his thanks to Lean when she pushed a deer towards him, taking a hearty bite out of it's haunch. He had eaten a lot yesterday and he really didn't need the meal, but he felt it was best to replenish the energy drained by the magic, so he ate. He looked up at Keia when he finished, waiting for her answer. His copper-and-bronze eyes flicked to where Medalanim was standing outside of the cave. Maybe... But I still don't like it. I would much rather take her pain completely away. I fancy myself a healer, and isn't that what healers are supposed to do? he said, a mocking edge to his voice. He huffed and looked away, not wanting her to think his annoyance was directed at her. _________________ You are most like SAPHIRA Like the majestic dragon, Saphira, you are brave and ferocious in battle but also deep in ancient wisdom. You think before flying headfirst into battle. You prefer the solitude of the wilderness to the populated cities of Alagaesia. SF Facebook Raven & Oceanis, Tobias & Avalon, Taren, Valora, Liam, Aero, Arston & Arturos, Jason, Lee & Melanthor, Silas, Asa & Naor, Darian, Illuna, Blake, Anastasia, Luka, Rok, Gwen, Ryker There's no such thing as sane, we're all crazy. Well hello Captain Obvious...Nice to meet you, I'm Lieutenant Sarcasm. >:) Something here doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick. - The Doctor Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me while I'm cross! |
| November 23rd, 2011, 7:23 pm |
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Black Dragon Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
Re: Mourning Keia rumbled her thanks to the bronze, wincing at the moodiness in his tone. She knew it was because he he couldn't heal her completely. She stilled a bit as Taren leaned closer to inspect her scar. She closed her right eye so he could see it completely. When she had received it, she had instinctively closed her eyelid to protect the eye. She huffed softly and continued eating. She was on the second deer already, and nearly finished with it as well. No, I don't have magic of my own. At least, I can't control it. I know I have magic, like Lean's, but I can't touch it unlessI have incentive. Like most other dragons. she said. She swallowed the bite she'd taken and lifted her head. I suppose your magic might have activated mine a bit...I didn't feel anything, though. Wouldn't I have felt if my magic was activated, even if it was only a little? she asked, tilting her head.
_________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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| November 24th, 2011, 8:59 pm |
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DragonRider Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning Medalanim narrowed her eyes, turning slowly to Keia. As I control the powerful magic that most dragons hold, such as you do, it is a very good possibility that either Taren's healing, or even my energy somehow brought forth some of your natural magic. You don't really know when it comes and you may not have control or even awareness of it until after it has done what it came to do. In all means, it probably isn't much more than an added comfort.
Medalanim then lay down, closing her eyes and sending a private tendril of thought to Keia. I scried you when you were being tortured. . . And just know that I'm simply glad that you are alive. _________________ o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. |
| November 25th, 2011, 1:48 am |
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Cycle Moderator Joined: June 5th, 2006, 4:56 am Posts: 5409 Location: North of here, south of there Gender: Girl Affiliation: Dragonriders Dragon: Melanthor |
Re: Mourning No, I think it more likely that in the rush of energy from Medalanim and myself, the energy from you was concealed. After all, it was a few droplets compared to a flood. Either way it does not matter. Perhaps it is a good thing your scar no longer pulls. Have you ever felt hampered by it? Taren said, pushing his own deer carcass away. Over half of it was left, but he couldn't make himself eat anymore. He already felt pleasantly full, his belly distended from eating so much in such a short time.
He bent his head and started licking the blood from around the scales on his paws, restoring each one to mirror brightness as he listened to the others. _________________ You are most like SAPHIRA Like the majestic dragon, Saphira, you are brave and ferocious in battle but also deep in ancient wisdom. You think before flying headfirst into battle. You prefer the solitude of the wilderness to the populated cities of Alagaesia. SF Facebook Raven & Oceanis, Tobias & Avalon, Taren, Valora, Liam, Aero, Arston & Arturos, Jason, Lee & Melanthor, Silas, Asa & Naor, Darian, Illuna, Blake, Anastasia, Luka, Rok, Gwen, Ryker There's no such thing as sane, we're all crazy. Well hello Captain Obvious...Nice to meet you, I'm Lieutenant Sarcasm. >:) Something here doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick. - The Doctor Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me while I'm cross! |
| November 25th, 2011, 7:30 pm |
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Black Dragon Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
Re: Mourning Keia nodded her head slowly as both Medalanim and Taren offered reasons for why, and how, her scar might have been touched and healed slightly. She blinked once at the blue dragoness when she felt the female contact her privately. She blinked again at what the blue said, slightly surprised. You..scried..I... she fell silent for a moment then resumed. Thank you. But I...don't deserve it. I should be dead after everything I've done. And I know it. After this war is over, I will probably be put to death because of my service to the King. I just wonder if they will leave it at my physical death or if they will insist on searching for my Eldunarí as well and destroying it too so I will die eternally. she said softly across the private link between them. There was no bitterness in her tone as she said this. It was the truth as she saw it now. She looked up at Taren and huffed softly, blinking her right eye deliberately a few times so that he could see it in full motion. It's never hindered me before. she said, finishing the third deer. She had stripped every single bone clean of meat on all three carcasses with her barbed tongue. Now she laid her head on her forepaws and let her eyelids droop halfway as fatigue rolled over her. I received it when I was hatchling...In one of the regular torturing sessions I was put through to make me disgorge my Heart of Hearts. she said tiredly and released a warm huff of breath.
_________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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| November 26th, 2011, 12:54 am |
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DragonRider Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning Medalanim cracked an eye open, her heart sinking from the bitterness in Keia's voice. Yes, many people have been forced by Galbatorix to do his bidding, but most do not do it out of free will. By helping us, you are already opposing him, and if you are true to your word, and your will is strong, there is nothing in this world that says you do not deserve a second chance.
She puffed a ring of smoke that curled into the air, twisting into interesting shapes with the wind. Never give up hope. Never give up life. I had almost lost both when I ran, but now that I have summoned the courage to return, I now see a future. And it is time you find yours. Medalanim transferred feelings of care and compassion to Keia to comfort her, and then turned her gaze away, looking into the sky. She cringed at Keia's tale of her scar. Her tail twitched as the desire to cut, tear, and burn Galbatorix for his actions flooded her mind, but she knew that she could not do it. At least alone. If I ever could, I would make him feel the pain of the countless others who have fell under his iron fist. Then he would see. Medalanim privately thought, slyly grinning while playing with the image of watching Galbatorix beg for mercy at her feet. OOC: I know. . . Another Inheritance reference  _________________ o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. |
| November 26th, 2011, 1:47 am |
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Cycle Moderator Joined: June 5th, 2006, 4:56 am Posts: 5409 Location: North of here, south of there Gender: Girl Affiliation: Dragonriders Dragon: Melanthor |
Re: Mourning Taren finished cleaning his paws and laid his head on the ground, the opaque inner eyelids closing over his bronze eyes so that he could rest and still observe what was happening around him. His eyes slowly flicked over to Keia when she said she'd never been hindered by it. Hmmm... Don't take this the wrong way, but then maybe it was a vanity thing that caused your magic to touch it up. Although I would have thought in that case it would have been healed completely, he said slowly, a lazy smile on his face.
He shifted slightly to get more comfortable, a deep, rumbling purr resonating in his chest that slowly died off as he fell asleep. After awhile his outer eyelids closed as well, creating cool shadows within his mind. OOC: Lol, not much for him to do at the moment.  _________________ You are most like SAPHIRA Like the majestic dragon, Saphira, you are brave and ferocious in battle but also deep in ancient wisdom. You think before flying headfirst into battle. You prefer the solitude of the wilderness to the populated cities of Alagaesia. SF Facebook Raven & Oceanis, Tobias & Avalon, Taren, Valora, Liam, Aero, Arston & Arturos, Jason, Lee & Melanthor, Silas, Asa & Naor, Darian, Illuna, Blake, Anastasia, Luka, Rok, Gwen, Ryker There's no such thing as sane, we're all crazy. Well hello Captain Obvious...Nice to meet you, I'm Lieutenant Sarcasm. >:) Something here doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick. - The Doctor Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me while I'm cross! |
| November 26th, 2011, 6:24 pm |
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Black Dragon Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
Re: Mourning Keia looked in Taren's direction and smiled slightly, then watched as the bronze slowly fell asleep. Once she knew he was asleep, she turned back to Medalanim and curled her lips back in a silent snarl, her aquamarine eyes hard. i used to be willing, Medalanim. That's the point. Earlier, during the Fall, and even more recently, with the new rise in the Varden and Surda, I've been perfectly willing to go out and kill and rampage and punish. I'm not innocent, Medalanim, and you know it. I was a killer, and no matter how much I change and do good now, history can not be rewritten. she said bitterly. The Varden and the people of Alagaësia won't look at what I'm doing now, only what I've done in the past for the last ninety-four years of my life, roughly. When they look at me, all they will see is a blood thirsty monster that will rip them apart as soon as they look at me. I'm not giving up, Medalanim. I just know what the people think of me. she said shortly, and snorted softly. She looked out at Lean and found the ancient black was asleep. They've nicknamed me, you know. I'm known as the Silent Snake around the Varden, different names elsewhere. she said quietly, then sighed.
_________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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| November 27th, 2011, 12:56 am |
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DragonRider Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning Medalanim opened her eyes to her full extent and narrowed her pupils when he raised her head, staring deep into Keia's. Yet instead of a growl, a deep hum emanated from her chest.
Their word; the word of men, is not the only one that matters in this world. If you have forgotten, I was one of the highest and more well known of the order. Anyone who had lived long enough to remember that age will surely recognize me, such as many of the surviving elves, who I know will never forget a friend. If you will let me, I will vouch for your life, and your freedom. Medalanim's ice cold gaze warmed into a sly smile, and she moved her head to the side inquisitively. Yet of course, it is all up to you. History cannot be rewritten, but history can be overshadowed. You can either be remembered for what you were, or what you are now. Your fate isn't set in stone. She then lay her head down and wrapped her tail blades around so that she could wonder at the shining metal. And of course, there's always the option to hide for a century or two. My cave in the Spine is completely empty if you need it, and the memory of men fade faster than a candle in a gale. Medalanim muttered jokingly, twisting the blade around to see the other side. _________________ o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. |
| November 27th, 2011, 2:46 am |
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Cycle Moderator Joined: June 5th, 2006, 4:56 am Posts: 5409 Location: North of here, south of there Gender: Girl Affiliation: Dragonriders Dragon: Melanthor |
Re: Mourning OOC: Pass, Taren's asleep, and I'm enjoying the dialogue between Medalanim and Keia.
_________________ You are most like SAPHIRA Like the majestic dragon, Saphira, you are brave and ferocious in battle but also deep in ancient wisdom. You think before flying headfirst into battle. You prefer the solitude of the wilderness to the populated cities of Alagaesia. SF Facebook Raven & Oceanis, Tobias & Avalon, Taren, Valora, Liam, Aero, Arston & Arturos, Jason, Lee & Melanthor, Silas, Asa & Naor, Darian, Illuna, Blake, Anastasia, Luka, Rok, Gwen, Ryker There's no such thing as sane, we're all crazy. Well hello Captain Obvious...Nice to meet you, I'm Lieutenant Sarcasm. >:) Something here doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick. - The Doctor Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me while I'm cross! |
| November 27th, 2011, 4:25 am |
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Black Dragon Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
Re: Mourning Keia looked away from Medalanim, her nostrils flaring slightly as she huffed a breath. Thank you. I don't know many people who would do that for me. she said softly, blinking at the blue dragoness. She looked down at the ground between her paws. She glanced up at the offer to hide in the cave. She considered it, but shook her head slowly. No. I won't hide. I won't run anymore. It's why I went back to Uru'baen, even though I knew ahead of time that I would probably be punished. I don't run from my problems. When this war is over and things are calming down, if I am convicted because of what I've done, with or without your vouch, I will take it. I will, however, tell someone that I trust where my Eldunarí is currently located. she said, ruffling her wings a bit.
_________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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| November 27th, 2011, 7:05 am |
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DragonRider Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning Medalanim's tail blades hung in midair as she peeked her eye through the gap between them towards Keia. So you would give your physical body away so easily to a simple conviction? she let out a great sigh, I have seen the minds of the oldest Eldunarì myself, and have immersed myself in their memories. You do not realize how much you have to loose until you actually have physically died, and even the strongest dragons can find the change to be maddening.
Medalanim swished her tail blade, the steel whistling in the air, and watched it slice cleanly through a nearby rock. The top half of the stone crashed down a second later. An Eldunarì is not a second life. It is a prison. And unless you are old, and wise enough to care less about your physical body and more about events or problems in the world, then retreating into your heart of hearts will be a mistake that, along with countless other dragons before you, you will regret. Medalanim stood up and stretched, taking a great yawn before turning to Keia, her eyes narrow, yet matched with a cunning expression. You said that you would not run anymore. Yet you will willingly give yourself up. That I count as running. So will you face your fears? Will you fight for your freedom? Will you find your purpose in this world? That is what I ask. Your life has more worth than what you imagine, and until you figure it out, you will be running forever. No matter how "strong" you think yourself to be. _________________ o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. |
| November 27th, 2011, 3:17 pm |
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Cycle Moderator Joined: June 5th, 2006, 4:56 am Posts: 5409 Location: North of here, south of there Gender: Girl Affiliation: Dragonriders Dragon: Melanthor |
Re: Mourning Taren twitched in his sleep, a faint snarl on his slack features. A low, soft growl rumbled in his chest, then faded away as he shifted in his sleep.
OOC: Short, pass... _________________ You are most like SAPHIRA Like the majestic dragon, Saphira, you are brave and ferocious in battle but also deep in ancient wisdom. You think before flying headfirst into battle. You prefer the solitude of the wilderness to the populated cities of Alagaesia. SF Facebook Raven & Oceanis, Tobias & Avalon, Taren, Valora, Liam, Aero, Arston & Arturos, Jason, Lee & Melanthor, Silas, Asa & Naor, Darian, Illuna, Blake, Anastasia, Luka, Rok, Gwen, Ryker There's no such thing as sane, we're all crazy. Well hello Captain Obvious...Nice to meet you, I'm Lieutenant Sarcasm. >:) Something here doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick. - The Doctor Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me while I'm cross! |
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Black Dragon Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
Re: Mourning Keia's lips drew back again, but she didn't make a sound. She glanced at Taren when he shifted, then focused back on Medalanim. She waited politely for the blue dragoness to finish, then snorted softly. I won't dispute that. But which would you prefer; roaming a land where you are hated wherever you go, cursed, shunned, hunted down like a poisonous snake. Never to be trusted, no matter what good deeds you might do. Or choosing exile voluntarily. True that the humans might forget me. But the elves, other dragons, and dwarves will not. she said softly. I guess I could just leave Alagaësia for good. Explore the rest of the world. she rested her head on her paws and closed her eyes; she was becoming tired. Good. She could use the rest. She opened her eyes and huffed lightly.
_________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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DragonRider Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning Medalanim's eyes slightly widened as she gazed upon the sienna dragoness with a twinge of hopelessness. She is broken. . . her vision for true independance, and her future is lost. Somehow I need to bring it back or she will not live to see the end of this war, much less free of the King's manipulation. As soon as I liberate her out of his reach completely, she will be truly free, and able to fight back. She declared to herself as she turned away and gazed silently over the ruins of the city. Taren shifted in his sleep, but she ignored him. Help me Solir. . .
Taking a deep breath, she looked down, gazing into the steep cliff face below her home. You ask me as if I did not know what you were going through, but on the contrary, I share the same situation as yours. Medalanim's face darkened, and she turned slowly, pacing along the edge of the cliff with a single eye fixated on Keia. I too am hunted, and if you do not remember, you are the one supposed to be hunting me. The men of the Empire and possibly the Varden might claim me to be an agent of Galbatorix, and even to the elves and dwarves I might not be trusted because I disappeared for a hundred years when I could have helped them. But there are more choices than you think. I gave up my exile only two days ago, and I already am realizing how foolish it was of me to run, and roaming the land aimlessly will only worsen your chances of survival. Medalanim emanated a low growl, I want to play my part in ending this war, and running will do nothing to help it. Even if you are not trusted, even if you are hated by everyone around you, it does not mean that you still can't fight for a cause. And even then, if you able to prove yourself, you can earn the trust of the free races. "Wyrd er néiat setja unin stenr." Medalanim growled with her draconic voice, which vibrated the surrounding air with mysterious power. Fate is not set in stone. You do not have to be shunned; it is your choice to be. Seeing that Keia was tired, she ended with a small sigh and resigned herself at the extreme edge of the cliffside. Medalanim thought she felt a familiar presence touch her mind, but it was gone before she looked to see what it was. Umaroth? She thought in confusion, before she laid her head back down, slightly confused. _________________ o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. Last edited by Brisineo on November 29th, 2011, 5:47 pm, edited 1 time in total. |
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Cycle Moderator Joined: June 5th, 2006, 4:56 am Posts: 5409 Location: North of here, south of there Gender: Girl Affiliation: Dragonriders Dragon: Melanthor |
Re: Mourning OOC: I'm not sure if I should move this on to the next day or what, so... Pass...
_________________ You are most like SAPHIRA Like the majestic dragon, Saphira, you are brave and ferocious in battle but also deep in ancient wisdom. You think before flying headfirst into battle. You prefer the solitude of the wilderness to the populated cities of Alagaesia. SF Facebook Raven & Oceanis, Tobias & Avalon, Taren, Valora, Liam, Aero, Arston & Arturos, Jason, Lee & Melanthor, Silas, Asa & Naor, Darian, Illuna, Blake, Anastasia, Luka, Rok, Gwen, Ryker There's no such thing as sane, we're all crazy. Well hello Captain Obvious...Nice to meet you, I'm Lieutenant Sarcasm. >:) Something here doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick. - The Doctor Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me while I'm cross! |
| November 29th, 2011, 4:46 pm |
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Black Dragon Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
Re: Mourning Keia looked away and gazed at the ground between her paws, embarrassed to admit that she had forgotten. She sighed and closed her eyes, laying her head on her forepaws more easily. I'm sorry. Since I've hatched I've had no hope for anything, except for support the Empire in every way I could and protecting the King. Now that I am not bound to him...It is strange for me. Please...try to understand. The Empire is all I've known. It will...take some time to get used to the idea of...being free. Or, as free as I can be, when I still must return to that horrible place. she said, and shuddered. But I will try to see it your way more, Medalanim-elda. she murmured, rumbling in her chest softly before letting herself drift to sleep.
_________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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DragonRider Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning Medalanim watched Keia admit humbly of her confusion, which caused her to turn her head in interest. When Keia called her Medalanim-elda, a small grin broke on her face. "Förr ono eru sjálf unin onr hjarta, ono weohnata waíse sjálf wiolnagon." Medalanim whispered gently. Once you are free in your heart, you are free forever. She spoke low enough where Keia would not hear, but audibly enough for the magic around her to take effect, shaping the world. She did not know what, how, or why, but the meaning of the words would penetrate into Keia's soul greater than the greatest speech ever devised, and although she might not feel or discover anything new for a while, it will push her in the right track.
With a great feeling of relief and satisfaction, Medalanim sighed as she watched the sun set. Medalanim-elda. . . I have not heard that in so long. She smiled again before laying down onto the ground, soon slowly falling into a deep sleep; retreating into the gentle swirling imagery of her dreams. OOT: You can skip to next day now, starting with Taren. _________________ o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. |
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Cycle Moderator Joined: June 5th, 2006, 4:56 am Posts: 5409 Location: North of here, south of there Gender: Girl Affiliation: Dragonriders Dragon: Melanthor |
Re: Mourning Taren twitched in his sleep again, his mind slowly emerging from the warm fog of sleep. He remained still as the last vestiges of his rest drained away, then opened his eyes, wondering why he was so warm. The bronze blinked in surprise when he saw the sun was almost at the halfway point in the sky. He pulled himself into a sitting position, stretching luxuriously in the hot sunshine. He yawned, his huge jaws parting to the point where he could have easily swallowed a small cow.
He looked around at his sleeping companions and smiled pleasantly. Taren stood carefully, then walked to the edge of the cliff. He peeked over his shoulder to make sure the others were still sleeping, then leaped forward off of the cliff and gently opened his wings. With hardly a sound, the thin membranes filled with warm air and he drifted over to a pool of fresh water. He landed beside the water and stood there lapping up the cool liquid for a few minutes before he jumped back into the air and circled lazily up to his friends. The bronze male was tempted to wake up his companions, but it had been a rough few days. Between Medalanim's magic use and Lean and Keia's flight, not to mention torture, he wouldn't be surprised if they slept the whole day. He curled up gently by the edge of the cliff and watched over them while they slept. He marveled at how much more peaceful the three dragoness' looked when asleep, their faces and body language much more relaxed than they ever would have been if they were awake. _________________ You are most like SAPHIRA Like the majestic dragon, Saphira, you are brave and ferocious in battle but also deep in ancient wisdom. You think before flying headfirst into battle. You prefer the solitude of the wilderness to the populated cities of Alagaesia. SF Facebook Raven & Oceanis, Tobias & Avalon, Taren, Valora, Liam, Aero, Arston & Arturos, Jason, Lee & Melanthor, Silas, Asa & Naor, Darian, Illuna, Blake, Anastasia, Luka, Rok, Gwen, Ryker There's no such thing as sane, we're all crazy. Well hello Captain Obvious...Nice to meet you, I'm Lieutenant Sarcasm. >:) Something here doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick. - The Doctor Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me while I'm cross! |
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Black Dragon Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
Re: Mourning Lean stirred, then lifted her head and yawned widely, flashing her white teeth. She blinked open her eyes and shook her head to rid it of the last dredges of sleep. She glanced over at Taren and smiled at him, seeing that he was awake and had been watching over them. Thank you for helping Keia yesterday, Taren. Since I joined the Empire I've always thought of her as my daughter, even though we have no blood relation at all. I would have healed her as you did myself, but I have no control over my magic at all, and I could not. she said sadly, glancing over at the sienna dragoness with warm navy blue eyes.
_________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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DragonRider Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning Medalanim was woken by the soft sound of wings. Her breathing and heart quickened, and her eyes snapped open a second later.
She remained still for a minute, letting the delirium of sleep wear off, before she stood and stretched. At the same time she yawned and flicked her tail blades in the air, with both her teeth and the metal glinting in the noonday sun. Looking over at Keia, she let a small caring smile glean her face as she looked upon the sienna before moving on trying not to disturb her slumber. Looking over, she saw that Lean and Taren were awake as well. She walked up to them but did not say anything. She only took a relaxed sigh and nodded to Lean as she walked past, laying on the edge of the cliff. _________________ o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. |
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Cycle Moderator Joined: June 5th, 2006, 4:56 am Posts: 5409 Location: North of here, south of there Gender: Girl Affiliation: Dragonriders Dragon: Melanthor |
Re: Mourning You do not need to thank me Lean. I only did what any decent being would have done if they had been here and were able, he said warmly. He twisted his neck around to look at Medalanim when she stood up, nodding at her as she walked past.
He turned back to Lean and dipped his head toward Keia. If she feels like it, I suppose we could get started today. It depends on how she's feeling, he said. If you don't think she's up to it, or is lying about how well she feels, please tell me, he added, looking Lean in the eyes. He wasn't going to push Keia too hard, not even if it took her a month to feel rested enough to start. _________________ You are most like SAPHIRA Like the majestic dragon, Saphira, you are brave and ferocious in battle but also deep in ancient wisdom. You think before flying headfirst into battle. You prefer the solitude of the wilderness to the populated cities of Alagaesia. SF Facebook Raven & Oceanis, Tobias & Avalon, Taren, Valora, Liam, Aero, Arston & Arturos, Jason, Lee & Melanthor, Silas, Asa & Naor, Darian, Illuna, Blake, Anastasia, Luka, Rok, Gwen, Ryker There's no such thing as sane, we're all crazy. Well hello Captain Obvious...Nice to meet you, I'm Lieutenant Sarcasm. >:) Something here doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick. - The Doctor Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me while I'm cross! |
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Black Dragon Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
Re: Mourning Lean dipped her head at Taren in acknowledgment. When Medalanim stirred she turned to look at the blue dragoness as she passed, dipping her head once more to her. She glanced at Keia after Taren mentioned her condition and whether she would be ready to start tracking today. She will start today. No matter what I say or what you say, she will insist on starting today. She would have started yesterday if you hadn't said anything about her condition. She doesn't let very much slow her down. she said. I'd let her sleep for another hour or so, or until she wakes up on her own, if you insist on letting her rest. she won't be happy with you for it, but she needs it. she mused, more to herself than him.
_________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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DragonRider Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning I will not stop Keia if she insists on starting immediately, even though many of her injuries could still reopen and cause pain. But I do know that Keia's will is strong and she does not let any thing prevent her from continuing on, even if it is completely foolish to do so. Medalanim answered to Lean with an understanding expression.
She then stretched again shaking her entire body and causing her gemstone scales to glitter in the sunlight. And I do not blame her either for her desire to leave. I too want to get off this rock as soon as I can. Too many dark memories linger here. _________________ o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. |
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Cycle Moderator Joined: June 5th, 2006, 4:56 am Posts: 5409 Location: North of here, south of there Gender: Girl Affiliation: Dragonriders Dragon: Melanthor |
Re: Mourning Taren chuckled lightly, his eyes sparkling with humor. You're probably right about her not being happy with me for it, but I do insist. Besides, if she gives me grief about it, I can always say I needed her in top condition in case we get into any fights along the way, he said, still chuckling.
He looked at Medalanim when she spoke, his laughter fading away, but good humor still showed in his eyes. I don't think her wounds will pain her unless we have to fly hard and fast for some reason. But if they do, we'll just have to close them up again, he said. He didn't mention that he'd hardly ever used that kind of magic on the move before. If her wounds opened again, he hoped they were over land so they could land while her worked, or that she could make it long enough to reach the shore. The sparkle in his eyes dimmed considerably when Medalanim talked of dark memories around the island. He looked around them at the destruction and knew exactly what she meant. _________________ You are most like SAPHIRA Like the majestic dragon, Saphira, you are brave and ferocious in battle but also deep in ancient wisdom. You think before flying headfirst into battle. You prefer the solitude of the wilderness to the populated cities of Alagaesia. SF Facebook Raven & Oceanis, Tobias & Avalon, Taren, Valora, Liam, Aero, Arston & Arturos, Jason, Lee & Melanthor, Silas, Asa & Naor, Darian, Illuna, Blake, Anastasia, Luka, Rok, Gwen, Ryker There's no such thing as sane, we're all crazy. Well hello Captain Obvious...Nice to meet you, I'm Lieutenant Sarcasm. >:) Something here doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick. - The Doctor Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me while I'm cross! |
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Re: Mourning Lean sighed and nodded in agreement silently with the both of them, huffing. She twisted her head around to lick at the scales on her shoulder and lay them flat. She glanced up when she heard Keia stir.
- - - - - - - - - - Keia rumbled in her chest and stirred, opening her eyes into slits. She lifted her head and yawned widely, shaking herself, then stood on her paws and stretched luxoriously like a cat. The sienna shook herself once more, unfurling her wings a bit before settling them on her sides. She looked up and found Taren, Lean, and Medalanim already awake. When she looked up at the sky she saw the sun was already far overhead. She ducked her head sheepishly. I'm sorry I slept so long. One of you should have woken me so that we could have headed over to the ledge as soon as possible. she said, spreading her wings once more and padding to the edge near the blue dragoness. She leapt into the air and surged into the sky, surprised for a moment by how easy it was compared to the last time she had flown, and then she remembered that Taren had healed her wing, so of course now it would be easier. She circled overheard and looked down at the three with a twinkle in her eye, grinning wolfishly. Come on then. she urged, chuckling deep in her chest. _________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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DragonRider Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning Medalanim's eyes twinkled when Keia rose and walked past. We overslept as well Keia, so don't blame us for not waking you. We were actually going to if you had not woken within the hour.
With a joyous roar, she leaped into the air after Keia, ready to continue on. _________________ o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. |
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Cycle Moderator Joined: June 5th, 2006, 4:56 am Posts: 5409 Location: North of here, south of there Gender: Girl Affiliation: Dragonriders Dragon: Melanthor |
Re: Mourning Taren hummed a good afternoon to Keia as she walked past and leaped into the air. To tell the truth, I myself didn't awake until a little while ago, he said, watching her move through the air. He hummed happily when he saw how much easier she flew today than she had yesterday. He could feel in his bones that her wounds wouldn't pain her on the journey. We did a good job, he said privately to Medalanim.
The massive bronze surged to his feet and roared happily, then fell off of the cliff. He opened his wings after a few seconds and soared upwards, looping around Medalanim and Keia in a raucous display of agility and energy. He played with them for a moment, diving and feinting at their wings and legs, before he tilted his wings and headed towards the crevasse in the wall. He hovered in the air above it, waiting for Keia to come and take the lead. He didn't want to risk obliterating whatever scent might remain after his attack on the rock face yesterday. _________________ You are most like SAPHIRA Like the majestic dragon, Saphira, you are brave and ferocious in battle but also deep in ancient wisdom. You think before flying headfirst into battle. You prefer the solitude of the wilderness to the populated cities of Alagaesia. SF Facebook Raven & Oceanis, Tobias & Avalon, Taren, Valora, Liam, Aero, Arston & Arturos, Jason, Lee & Melanthor, Silas, Asa & Naor, Darian, Illuna, Blake, Anastasia, Luka, Rok, Gwen, Ryker There's no such thing as sane, we're all crazy. Well hello Captain Obvious...Nice to meet you, I'm Lieutenant Sarcasm. >:) Something here doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick. - The Doctor Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me while I'm cross! |
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Black Dragon Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
Re: Mourning Keia snorted lightly, glancing at both of them, before grinning wolfishly. Oh alright, I suppose that's okay then. she teased. She trumpeted at him as Taren circled around her and Medalanim, diving and feinting at their wings and legs. She flinched the first few times, instinct telling her she was being attacked (the consequences for being trained to attack first and ask questions later), but after a while she realized he was playing, teasing them. She snorted when she noticed it, the twinkle in his eyes, and a coy grin pulled at her muzzle. She flicked her wings and soared after him, her eyes narrowing playfully. She lightly tapped his shoulder once they reached the crevasse, humming gently at him, then tilted her wings and landed lightly on the ledge just outside.
Her head was small enough that she could stick it directly into the hole and sniff around carefully. She located the area of the egg and sniffed at the pieces, studying how they had fallen. This egg had definitely hatched. She could tell because the egg shards laid in a circle shape, with a empty space in the middle, and the curved side of the shell lay against the ground. If it had been crushed, it would be in a small pile, with the curved side facing up, and possibly even a tiny skeleton for the unborn dragonling. Because she knew they would be wondering what she was doing, she extended a tendril of thought to Taren and Medalanim so that they could watch what she was doing in her mind and get the same information that she was gathering. Once she deduced that the egg had indeed hatched, she sniffed at the egg shards, studying the scent hard in her mind, automatically separating it from Taren's. Female dragons had a gentler musk than males, similar to a cool breeze or warm summer day, with a spicy tang to it, while males were harsher, wilder, like the calm before the storm, and the hot, scale tingling spice of the Hadarac. That's how she always registered the difference between male and female scents, however, she wasn't sure if others did. This egg had hatched a female. She was almost certain of it. Seventy years...What have you been doing all this time, little one.... she murmured, more to herself than to Taren or Medalanim. The blue dragoness had been right. Less than a century had passed since this egg had been put here, but more that fifty decades. She pulled her head from the crevasse and inspected the entrance. She could see small, shallow claw marks just inside, made by soft, developing hatchling claws, compared to the deeper, not to mention much bigger, more menacing trenches that Taren's deadly talons had made. She padded lightly to the edge of the landing and peered down, inspecting the close by area for signs of having been lived in. She saw something glint from the corner of her eye, wedged between two rocks on the cliff. She inspected the cliff side carefully near the glint and found one or two more. She narrowed her eyes and forced her eyes to focus on the gleams. They appeared to be a pale-gold-white. She snorted softly, then lifted her wings and beat them powerfully to take to the air. She drifted down and hovered beside the cliff, sniffing closely at one of the scales she's spotted. It held the same scent, though much fainter than the egg shards because it had been exposed to the elements. She lived here for a time. There are a few scales wedged here, from when she grew and shed her older, smaller ones. she said to Taren and Medalanim. She looked at the bronze and smiled. Congratulations. You have a niece. she said, blinking at him. She turned and swooped down into the crater more, going slowly and with light beats of her wings so she didn't stir anything up too badly with the wind from her flapping. She backwinged and landed lightly on her hindpaws, clenching her talons into the ground for balance, before dropping carefully to her forepaws. She bent and sniffed at the skeleton of what appeared to be a dear. She sniffed the area around it as well, catching a hint of the young scent from the crevasse. The hatchling had definitely survived here for a while. For how long exactly, that she couldn't tack down, but she knew it was for several years. She snorted softly and shook her head, shuffling her wings. I think the young one is still alive....But I don't think she still remains on the island. I haven't found any fresh scents that would have indicated activity in the last few months, only some that go back several years. Perhaps the isolation got to her and she went to the mainland to search for surviving dragons or Riders. Or she left just to explore the rest of Alagaësia. she shrugged. She lifted her wings and sprang into the air, circling as she gained height until she could land on the ramp at the same level as the other three. She shook herself and looked at Taren. I can keep searching if you like for more clues, but I think that's all I'll be able to get. To actually find her you might need to go to the mainland and search there. I'd be happy to go with you. Galbatorix ordered me to hunt you two down anyway, so I have an excuse for being gone for so long. she said, her face darkening as she revealed that little tidbit. She grimaced and snorted softly. _________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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DragonRider Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning Medalanim watched as Keia and Taren teased each other in the air. She snorted and with a single flap, rolled twice and positioned herself above the two.
Medalanim, to make sure that she did not interfere with the search, let Keia land first before swooping around and landing from afar a few seconds later, walking the rest of the distance. When she arrived, Keia was already hot on her search, updating both Medalanim and Taren with her findings. The hatchling turned out to have hatched around seventy years ago, was a female, was a pale-yellow color at birth, and had lived on the island for some time before leaving. Medalanim had hoped for Keia to say that she had gone to the mainland, so when Keia confirmed it, her heart leaped. Yet when Keia offered to come along, Medalanim's face grew serious. I'm alright with you staying with us, for we need your help to track down Taren's niece, but only to a certain extent. If we get too close to the more populated areas of the Empire, it would be safer for us to separate so that we are not seen together. You could go on alone and then return to tell us what you've found. Medalanim then shrugged, Otherwise Galbatorix might just brand you and Lean as traitors and come after all of us himself. Medalanim turned to Taren then, her face set. I'm ready to go when you are. . . She then sent a private link to Taren, concern shining in her eyes, Seventy years is a long time Taren, just know that. She might. . . Well, she might already be gone. Galbatorix might have already detected her long ago. Yet I managed to evade his sight for a century, so anything is possible. I might actually prove to be of help there, as I can guess a few good places a dragon might hide in. She gave a hopeful smile, hoping herself that the hatchling had found a safe haven of her own. _________________ o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. |
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Cycle Moderator Joined: June 5th, 2006, 4:56 am Posts: 5409 Location: North of here, south of there Gender: Girl Affiliation: Dragonriders Dragon: Melanthor |
Re: Mourning Taren watched Keia getting the scent from the crevasse, his eyes never leaving the sienna. Anxiety and anticipation were displayed equally on his bronze features. When she left the ramp to flip through the air for a better scent of something on the rocks, he landed a short distance from where she had left the rock face and craned his head over the side to watch her. His tail tip was twitching from nerves, he could feel the tendril of thought she sent out, but he didn't take hold of it. What if he didn't like what she found? His heart almost stopped when she looked up at him. Then she smiled.
Congratulations. You have a niece. Taren looked at her in shock, his forepaws unconsciously gripping the rock so tightly that hatchling-sized pieces broke off and splintered. He stared at her for a moment, then lifted his head and bugled happily. He beat the air with his wings and loosed a roaring torrent of bronze flame, then happily roared some more. When he could contain his joy again, he looked at Keia. Yes, it is time we went to the mainland to search for her. How long do you think Galbatorix would find acceptable for you to be gone? he asked. He nodded at Medalanim when she suggested they split up around the populated areas. That would be wise, he agreed. He tried not to show his impatience about it. It was necessary if Keia and Lean were to remain safe. He stiffened as Medalanim's words rolled across the private link she had established. Bronze-and-copper eyes bored into her for a moment, then he snorted and they softened. You are probably right. I have to hope though, I have to! If she's still out there somewhere, it means I'm not alone. It means I have a family, he said quietly, looking her in the eyes. He shifted slightly so only Medalanim could see his face. He didn't want the others to see how desperately he wanted to find her... to find his niece. To find the one dragon in all of Alagaesia that really was his family. _________________ You are most like SAPHIRA Like the majestic dragon, Saphira, you are brave and ferocious in battle but also deep in ancient wisdom. You think before flying headfirst into battle. You prefer the solitude of the wilderness to the populated cities of Alagaesia. SF Facebook Raven & Oceanis, Tobias & Avalon, Taren, Valora, Liam, Aero, Arston & Arturos, Jason, Lee & Melanthor, Silas, Asa & Naor, Darian, Illuna, Blake, Anastasia, Luka, Rok, Gwen, Ryker There's no such thing as sane, we're all crazy. Well hello Captain Obvious...Nice to meet you, I'm Lieutenant Sarcasm. >:) Something here doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick. - The Doctor Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me while I'm cross! |
| December 5th, 2011, 6:56 pm |
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Black Dragon Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
Re: Mourning Keia smiled to herself as Taren bugled with happiness and released a torrent of bronze flames, then roared again. She shuffled her wings and walked towards Medalanim and Taren, eagerness in her eyes. I have at least a week, maybe two. Galbatorix knows that I don't hurry when I'm tracking, I take as long as it needs. she said. She scowled as they both agreed to her breaking off from them when they went into more populated places, then snorted softly and lifted an eyeridge. You're a seventy some year old young one, think you are probably the very last of your kind, and were probably still in the egg during the Fall and remember hearing the terrible battle. she said slowly, and if thinking her words carefully before saying them. I doubt she will go anywhere near a place that is too populated. She probably was in the egg during the battle here and remembers the sounds of fighting. And she most likely will not want to risk getting into Galbatorix's grasp by wandering too close to people. But if it does come to that, I agree as well. she said, ruffling her wings. But...I've been thinking...about not actually going back. she said, and huffed. Lean snorted and looked at her, but didn't comment.
_________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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DragonRider Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning Medalanim's face did not change, even when Taren celebrated about having possible family, however, a sparkle of hope shone in her eyes from his joy. She felt his fiery and steadfast determination, and it spurred her on to follow him and hope equally as much as he did that his blood still lives on.
When Keia mentioned about leaving however, Medalanim immediately turned to her. Surprise flashed briefly in her expression before it faded, and then relaxed, giving way to a mischievous smirk that exposed her white teeth. Leaving the halls of the king is your decision, but if you really mean that you are not going back, then I guess the only concern now for us is being seen. Medalanim looked at everyone, her eyes burning brightly with energy, and declared, Well, we have a trail and a guide to follow. We have nothing else to do here and no time to waste. So let us fly! She bugled triumphantly as she dove off the ledge and circled into the air, waiting for the others to follow. Looking down with soft eyes, she glanced one final time at the ruins of her saddle far below; the one last relic of her past and the resting place of her Rider. Thank you Solir. I will return someday to bury you properly for all the things you've done for me. She took a deep breath, and then after a minute she ripped her gaze off of the city and began to head west, pacing herself for the others to catch up. OOC: This is probably my last post here and then we will move this on into the Spine to begin the search. _________________ o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. |
| December 6th, 2011, 3:19 am |
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Cycle Moderator Joined: June 5th, 2006, 4:56 am Posts: 5409 Location: North of here, south of there Gender: Girl Affiliation: Dragonriders Dragon: Melanthor |
Re: Mourning OOC: Cool
Taren nodded eagerly at Keia's words. Good, that gives us plenty of time to reach the shore and search. After that two week mark though... If you don't plan on returning, we'll have to keep a sharp eye out for whoever he sends to retrieve you, he said quickly, shaking his forepaws to get rid of the stone shards stuck between the scales. He looked at her curiously when she started talking to herself, trying to get into the mindset of the hatchling. He cocked his head at her, watching her curiously. That is a most unusual way to hunt, but very effective I assume, he said to her when her thoughts were collected. You're probably right, but... It's been so long since I was in my egg, I don't really remember how much I was able to hear what was going on around me. She might not know any better and wander close to the smaller human settlements, he said. The bronze male's head snapped around and he watched Medalanim fling herself off of the cliff, then soar into the sky. He roared at her, then leaped into the air, pumping his wings powerfully until he was above her. Come Keia, Lean! Let us not delay any more! he said, happiness and boundless energy making his eyes gleam brightly in the sunlight. He circled once, then turned and followed Medalanim, loosing one last roar to the sky. _________________ You are most like SAPHIRA Like the majestic dragon, Saphira, you are brave and ferocious in battle but also deep in ancient wisdom. You think before flying headfirst into battle. You prefer the solitude of the wilderness to the populated cities of Alagaesia. SF Facebook Raven & Oceanis, Tobias & Avalon, Taren, Valora, Liam, Aero, Arston & Arturos, Jason, Lee & Melanthor, Silas, Asa & Naor, Darian, Illuna, Blake, Anastasia, Luka, Rok, Gwen, Ryker There's no such thing as sane, we're all crazy. Well hello Captain Obvious...Nice to meet you, I'm Lieutenant Sarcasm. >:) Something here doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick. - The Doctor Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me while I'm cross! |
| December 6th, 2011, 5:36 pm |
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Black Dragon Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
Re: Mourning Keia snorted softly at Medalanim, but didn't speak. She still was not certain if this was the way she wanted to go. If she left the Empire, she wouldn't be able to get information, like Lean did. If I don't return he will send Shruikan. He is one of the only dragons that could probably subdue me completely in a fight. she said dryly. She blinked her eyes as he commented on her method of thinking like her quarry. It takes one to know one. If I can think like she would, it will be that much easier to track her down. she said, huffing gently. She gazed after the blue dragoness as she leapt into the air, smiling, and chuckled when Taren joined her. The sienna dragoness unfurled her wings and launched into the sky, reveling in the freedom that flying gave her. She bellowed, releasing a long stream of orange-gold flame. Let us find her! she declared, her eyes bright and fierce with determination. She would do her best, more than her best. She would find this hatchling, if it was the last thing she ever did. She would find her and protect her, for Taren's sake. She looked back as she heard a great thundering, and smiled brightly at the ancient black. Then she looked ahead and bugled, beating her wings powerfully so she surged in front of Medalanim and Taren to lead the way to the mainland, twisting and spiraling with eagerness.
OOC: Alright then, would you like me to move this thread to the Archive section? _________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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DragonRider Joined: December 11th, 2010, 12:36 am Posts: 862 Location: Carvahall, The Spine Gender: Guy Affiliation: Skulblakans |
Re: Mourning OOC: Yep, that's good with me.
 _________________ o)===={(::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::> Brisineo and Vedrian Calem Medalanim Nesa Tyran Vaerin <::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::)}====<> --WARNING-- If you or someone you know experiences 5 or more of these symptoms: -Smug, relaxed, or gentle grin plastered on face-Random giddiness-Irrational desire to talk about ponies/ show off ponies-Daydreaming-Urge to listen to, whistle, hum, or even sing MLP songs or Brony songs-Urge to sporadically do something good-Draw Ponies-Watch episodes of MLP-Urge to write/read Fanfiction-Irrational joy-Urge to sing MLP songs at the top of your lungs, despite others around-Listen to MLP songs full volume on the biggest speakers you can find-Pinkie Pie like giddiness and energy-Loss of the ability to feel shame and disappointment-Elated euphoria every time you say something pony related-Carefree thoughts-increased energy in movements and walking They might like the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Ponies are for everyone. Consult an experienced Brony before use. |
| December 6th, 2011, 7:48 pm |
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Black Dragon Joined: February 2nd, 2008, 3:34 am Posts: 6998 Location: Me fav website in the whole world, SF. Gender: Girl Affiliation: Skulblakans Dragon: Faelia |
Re: Mourning OOC:
Alright, this thread has been moved. ^^ _________________ Eka fricai un Shur'tugal. Wiol ono Rest in peace, ILS. You'll be greatly missed... Good: Felecia and Ebony Zeke Shaina Mýa Johdzsia Sarai Vermona Samantha Tyleek Sephora Sofranir Tel'aeír Jeria Sol Jessa Neutral: Leanbrara Naixul Autarkeia Sevena Vena Kenai Evil: Iaras Leurgan I will watch over your charries too, Rathon.
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