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  1. Do you need a character description?? Or do we reveal our character while beginning the RP??
  2. Good afternoon Valucre!! So much has been happening that I’ve lost touch. I desire to write though; miss it at the utmost. I hope to come aboard though, and write to my heart’s content
  3. hey buddy hope you been okay we gotta rp together again sometime.

    im still around i just been busy with irl stuff but yeah hit me up sometime and well plan some new rps!

  4. Nilan continued to push herself up against the wall. The old wood produced splinters that prodded Nilan’s back. She squeaked in the sudden agony and pushed away from the wall, where she stood. Her body swayed, dizziness consuming her. She swallowed the bile rising in her throat. As she gained controlled movement of her muscles, her mind regaining control of commanding those muscles. Nilan forced her gaze away from the beast as her eyes met the maroon eyes. ”My-my-my name is Nilan,” she stuttered. Her emerald eyes veered away from the lady and landed on the beast. Nilan had never met such a majestic beast. The lady said she could pet it. Am I seriously going to touch the beast?? Nilan thought. What if it bites my hand off?? Before Nilan could reach her hand out, another female appeared over the railing of the boat. Nilan’s gaze swerved to the newcomer. She inhaled sharply, and brought her palm up and placed over her heart. She may found comrades for her quest. @Priestess @Zashiii
  5. Drakon twirled his new gift, his gaze vague, as though he were deep in thought. He repeated Fle’rolloth in his mind and the dagger warmed beneath his grasp. The twirling ceased when Drakon let out a squeak in surprise. He muttered curses under his breath and reached down with a bloody hand to retrieve the hilt of the dagger. Blood seeped through a gash across the palm of Drakon’s hand. His brows furrowed together as he only half listened to Velindrel. My guide?? Drakon’s interest in what the Elf offered held sudden attention. He can show the way.... the purpose of this life?? No!! That can’t be!! As Velindrel bid Drakon a farewell, his last sentence seemed to stop time in Drakon’s mind. I can befriend an Elf?!? Expecially one so gifted as Velindrel?!?
  6. “So you swear you’ll teach me?” Drakon asked. You SWEAR?” He asked boldly. Drakon shifted the daggers weight, feeling how the balance of the blade matched that of the hilt. Not only will he be taught the elements, but he was going to practice swordmastery. Drakon’s mind reeled with this opportunity. ”A Hero?!?” Drakon asked.
  7. Drakon found a rickety seat, an old stool that when he sat down, he leapt right back up, muttering curses under his breath as splinters pierced his bottom. As Velindrel mentioned Drakon maybe able to learn the elemental magic of the Elves, his spine snapped straight up and his eyes met Velindrel’s thoughtful gaze. Drakon’s cheeks burned as Velindrel spoke of him as doing “exceedingly well.” He took in a sharp breath, his head bowing down. His attention returned to Velindrel as the elf spoke of the elements in his tongue. I’m to learn the Elven tongue and how to control the magic of the elements? Drakon glanced around and suddenly ran to Velindrel and plopped himself on his knees before the elf. He raised his hands over his head and opened his eyes wide. ”Please teach me the way of the elemental magic!” Drakon pleaded. Drakon rose to his feet excitedly as Velindrel explained his first lesson shall be fire. Fle’rolloth, Drakon corrected himself. Then the other elements will follow. Drakon sighed. He had much to study. The dagger he still held in his grasp seemed to warm his hands in response for him thinking of fire. His life suddenly just became very interesting.
  8. As Nilan’s breathing stabilized, she blinked her eyes several times. She met the gaze of the maroon eyes watching her. She coughed and reached her arm around herself to feel the arm that was injured. She felt no pain, and was surprised by this. ”Wh-wh-what happened? Nilan questioned, emerald eyes glancing around in fearful curiosity. There was a large creature that had wrapped itself around Nilan and the girl. Nilan’s eyes widened. She had seen these fascinating creatures in books, but they weren’t supposed to exist. Nilan pushed herself up, using the wall to keep her body straight. She swayed in dizziness but remained her composure as she gazed at the dragon. She wanted to touch it, but feared it, and, for that matter, feared the female, whose eyes watched her. @Priestess
  9. Drakon stepped toward the anvil, leaning toward Velindrel as the elf went into a trance. He brushed his chestnut hair away from hazel eyes, which were wide open. He took a sudden step back as Velindrel’s hands began to glow. The element of fire slithered down the elf’s arm. Drakon watched in awe as the element was controlled precisely, not burning Velindrel. Time passed as the blade absorbed the fire. As the dagger cooled, Drakon was surprised when Velindrel turned to him, and offered the handle of the blade. Drakon paused, and slowly lifted his hand to grasp the handle of the dagger. Velindrel spoke in the tongue of his race, leaving Drakon to observe his gift. There was a mark on the blade, a symbol. Drakon glanced at Velindrel. ”You are giving me magic?” Drakon asked incredulously. He watched the elf. ”Can you teach me how to call upon the elements? Or, can a human even learn awesome stuff like you just did?” Drakon grasped the handle of the blade, his fingers tightening around the hilt of the dagger. He preceded to lift the blade so it rested on his palm. He observed the symbol again, thinking how beautiful magic can be.
  10. (Okay, I’m gonna go out on a limb here and try to not repeat your character’s dialogue. *sucks in a deep breath*) ”Alrighty! Out the door we go,” Drakon spoke with mocking cheeriness, slowing a second out the door, watching Velindrel’s face shape as though he were in deep thought. *** Drakon silently sat upon a rickety stool, observing the beautiful craft that Velindrel was creating. The human boy was intrigued by the arts. ”Hey! I appreciate your art!!” he stated, wondering if the elf knew he was present. ”So, you, like the rest of your race, knows arcane magic?!?” Drakon’s eyes widened. He has studied a little in the arts of magic. How the elves held a relationship with the elements. Drakon watched in utter fascination as Velindrel seemed off kilter, speaking to the maid. He listened carefully to Velindrel, eager to learn. He was only human, but he could be taught the use of arcane magic. Suddenly, Velindrel’s voice spoke in a language unknown to Drakon. The words were mesmerizing and a stray thought came up from Drakon. Will I actually be able to learn from this elf?? Velindrel snapped out of his trancelike state. Drakon watched in awe as the magic flowed from the elf, casting an odd glare about the room. Drakon could only nod in agreement with Velindrel’s last statement.
  11. Nilan belched as the small, wooden structure in the vague shape of a boat rocked violently. She swallowed back the ghastly taste of bile in her throat. She hasn’t consumed much for the long period of time. She’s been rolling on dangerous waves. She stood slowly, swaying with dizziness. She attempted to take a step, and her hand caught the wall. She leaned against this wall, which was built as a room, and slid down against it. She was nauseous with fever. Her journey has cost her so much of what little she wanted to live. It encouraged her that the weather was calm. A couple of fluffy clouds inched across the sky, as the sun’s unyielding rays wrapped Nilan in their warmth. Nilan stretched her legs out before her and allowed her skull to rest against the wall. She was lost in an unrelenting body of water. She was endangering herself to save her father, whom she would give her own life for. Nilan ran slim fingers through her auburn hair. This quest has already drained her. Her figure was deathly thin, and her emerald eyes gaze roamed over the water. Suddenly, an odd sound issued from above her. The creature circled the boat and Nilan shoved herself onto her bare feet. A form of life!! It must mean land!! Nilan thought with giddiness. The boat rocked as she reached for the rope that controlled the sail. Her excitement grew where she spotted a shadow of something in the distance. She attempted to keep the sail on course, squinting her eyes as she watched the shadow become larger. As she grew closer, she realized the shadow was a forest. Nilan huffed in exaggeration, keeping the boat on course to the land. Suddenly, the boat slowed and Nilan tripped over herself. Sudden sounds of wood scraping rock split the silence of the forest. Nilan pushed herself up and gazed around her. The boat drifted onto the coast, and came to a halt. Nilan inhaled sharply and released her breath in awe. There are so many trees!!! Nilan reached up and rubbed her shoulder. The coast was littered with sharp stones. She contemplated how she was going to climb out of the boat with bare feet and travel the coast. Suddenly, the sound of movement caught her attention. She swiveled her head, trying to peer around herself. The noise grew louder, like something splitting stone. Nilan sunk down to the floor of the boat. The something crushed the stone beneath its feet. Whatever it was, it was large with tough skin. Nilan had curiosity, and leveled her eyes with the edge of the boat. The creature before her, she had never seen the likes of it. It looked to be black, leather skin. Four legs held the creature standing and it has two pincers. A long tail was three snakes, which forked tongues flickered in and out of their fanged mouth. The head was cat like, the eyes aqua. It’s ears swiveled eagerly as the creature surveyed the boat. Nilan slid as close to the floor as possible, trying to slow her frightened breaths. Suddenly, a loud thud sounded. The feet of the creature were steel-like pads with razor sharp claws. Then, there was a screeching sound as the claws pierced the wood. The creature came up into the boat, forcing Nilan to defend herself. As she reached her arm out, the creature slashed at her arm. Nilan screamed in agony, a very large gash just above her elbow. The injury spewed blood as muscles and bone were revealed. Nilan screamed as loud as she could.
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