Wrath of the Dragons

Catore- Gabriel:

I smiled at the young girl's show, pushing my hood back to see in the dim cave better.

"I should go," she stammered again, taking a step towards the door.

My right wing shot out to stop her. "No, stay."

She looked up at me, but before she could do anything else, a soft rustle of wings sounded just outside the cave. Another angel, like myself, landed outside.

"Who's there?" i called out instinctively.

"No one you know," she said shyly, "and no one of concequence. It's freezing out here, may I please come in?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Christine," she responded.

"What group are you?"

"Cantore."

The wing came down and Chirstine went inside, pulling her wrap tightly around her, "thank you."

Catore

Nyugan snorted. This was interesting.

He rose and approached the terrified girl. She still could not speak properly.

You have no reason to fear me, girl. He connected with her mind, speaking directly into it. I am one of the few who mean you no harm.

She stared into the enormous brown eyes over her, and Nyugan peered back as softly as he could manage.

Solvyer

Goron paid no attention to the sparring elves as he passed. There was a visitor in his cave...another insolent whelp?

Thyme. What brings you here?

Today, she sat next to the small bubbling brook close to the edge of the forest. She was lying her head down on her legs out in front of her, watching it trickle over small pebbles, the sun casting little rainbows back at her scales. Jade often came down from her castle perch in the mountains (it had been abandoned years ago) to enjoy the towns and company of others. People did come to the castle, but only seeking advice or treasures, so she preferred this.


(I'll just kinda hang around until someone/thing comes up, because there's too many people together in the other scene.)

Senra looked up into the dragon's eyes and relaxed, he looked a lot like her mother's dragon, a pang of sadness touched her heart but she pushed it aside and smiled, Alright, sorry for barging in on you.

She turned to the others and took in each of them. Now that she had relaxed she would study her situation, she wasn't normally this jumpy but with the dragons on the verge of war she was on edge. Her mother had said this would happen but she never wanted to see the day that it did.

Sorry im joining so late. I hope its O.K. with you AyumiGosu.

Name:Alken
Team:Catore
Age:19
Race/Breed:Elf
Appearance: http://b13.deviantart.com/art/Sword-Master-16452081
Bio:Has been on his own his whole life, and learned how to get along. Is a master of the sword, and adores dragons.
Magical Element(s):Wind and fire.


Ok, my character is deffenetly up for a rider, especially after reading earagon.

*Catore

Nyugan shifted, unable to conceal his unease. Everyone moved as he drug an enormous paw across the ground.

Forgive me, but... he hated to admit something so trivial. It is rather crowded in here.

The angels moved to fly out, but Nyugan shook his head.

You don't have to leave. Just...wait a moment. He focused on his form, on his identity. Closing his eyes, he felt his body shift, his wings and tail gradually disappearing into a mass much smaller than his current one; his paws reduced to hands and feet as his neck shortened, his muzzle shrinking into a nose and mouth on a young man's face. As always, halfway through the transformation, he molded clothes out of the earth and trees to appear on him when he was fully human. Blonde hair tickled the base of his neck.

He opened his eyes to see everyone staring at him in disbelief - or was it awe?

He chuckled, a soft tenor sound. "Forgive me. It's easier to move this way."

Myrth chukled, "A fine trick my friend. I've seen a lot of things in my travels, but that was quiet impressive."

"Thank you. May I ask why you're here?"

Myrth dug into his cloak pulling out the paper, "To answer this."

Hey! Can I join? Sorry I am a little late.

Team - Solvyer

Name - Kaile (rhymes with mail)

Age - 20

Gender - Female

Race/Breed - An odd mixture. She is like an Angel but she has dragon wings instead.

Appearance - Pale, so she wears a long black cloak with rips in the back for her wings, she has silvery-blue hair which is long with a fringe which she sweeps across to the side becasue it is too long. She has eyes which change colour depending on her mood. Her wings are dark blue with a silver tint in the sun. She is always barefoot.

Biography - She was abandonned when she was young beacuse of her odd appearance and she wondered around trying to fit in, eventually she joined the Solvyer's and now she acts as a kind of amature spy.

Magical elements - Ice and water, she has learnt a little air but isn't very good.

Other - She is sharp witted and keeps her hood up as a barrier between the sun and people.

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Kaile pulled her cloak closer, the sun was hot today and she moved under the shade of a tree to escape it. She relaxed for a second, then heard voices and swung expertly up into the branches. She balenced perfectly and then crouched as she waited for the owners of the voices to come into view.

~SishBee~
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Catore- Gabriel:

I examined the angel. I didn't recognize her, which was odd. He knew just about every Catore, especially the angels.

"Why havent i seen you around?" I asked curiosly.


Sloyver- Thyme:

Thyme. What brings you here? A voice echoed in my head. I continued my forward momentum.

"I have come to see if you had decided on war. Will we be fighting soon?" I asked, trying to hide my eagerness.

I came to a large, circular chamber and stopped. Goron stood in the middle and turned to face me...


Neither- Ariel:

I continued walking through the woods, not really looking where i was going until i nearly fell over something sitting next to a small, bubbling brook.

"Sorry," i mumbled, sidestepping at the last moment so not to hit the figure. "I didn't see you there. Forgive me."

I looked down and blushed deeply. Shimmering scales glinted in the sun...

A heavy, but gentle sigh escaped her, brushing through the trees in the surrounding area. 'Tis a simple mistake one often makes. She spoke to the Elven girls mind, who seemed to stir a little uneasily. Jade was not a dragon of monstrous size, but still had the large size known for her species. She slowly picked up her head and turned it toward the girl, meeting her gaze.

Without faults, or mistakes, everyone or thing would be perfect. And my dear, there is no such thing as perfect. Her tail lifted in the air behind her and slowly began moving left to right, a low whoosh of air causing the leaves to sway.

*One more in please?*

Name: Taren

side: catore

appearance: http://queeniechan.deviantart.com/art/A ... r-43892451
(weapon is included)
gender: male

race: human

biography: taken into a training camp when he was ten, he was trained for the catore armies. At first was a weaker subject, but fierce dedication to the blade as made him a warrior to be reckoned with. His mother and father were killed by the solvyer, and though he does not show it, when in battle he is driven by pure hatred for them.

personality: Dedicated, pure-hearted, assists those he can. Loyal to the end no matter the choice of his leader. He, however, does not know his place and is known to be outspoken too often.

magic: knows minimal fire magic taught to him by a passing elf, and is constantly trying to convince nyugan to teach him more.

Taren strutted into the cave, His thick blade leaned on his shoulder. His boots clicked in an off step pattern as he climbed over small rocks and debris over to the one known as nyugan.
He bowed deeply and dramatically, hoping to please the leader even the slightest amount. His sword fell to his side, sending small sparks in the air as it struck the earth.
"It is good to see you Nyugan." He said. "And I bare news. Scouts of the solyver have been spotted amidst our borders."

Sure! Come on in as long as you don't mess anyone up!

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*Catore

Nyugan twitched. That was never a good sign.

"Scouts?" He shivered, almost too anxious to maintain control of his transformation. If he lost it now, he'd hurt everyone here...

So, Goron must have decided...I hope it was not the wrong choice. He strode briskly from the cave, motioning for the new arrival to show the way and for the others to follow. Are we really going to war?

"How long ago?"


*Solvyer

Goron bared his fangs, hissing.

So, you come with a reasonable question. I'm impressed by your wit! He popped his tail abruptly, causing the spikes on the end to rake small chunks of rock from the wall behind him.

Maybe, little one. We may be going to war; I have scouts on Nyugan's borders, watching as we speak.

"I tend to stay on my own," Christine said, "I don't usually like large groups of people." she backed up against a wall.

*Sorry its so short, but I won't be posting much until Saturday, I'll be on but not really posting (nano coming to an end) so...yeah*