Bloodlust - Strife [PG-17]

[Ray Maverick]

.:Intro:.
Intros are boring. I'm Ray and this is my second RP, let's move on.
Rated PG-17 (War scenes, spam it. Romance scenes keep it moderated.)
OCC is right here, new SUs, discussion, questions and stuff HERE.​

Credits to ShadowTheQuilava, that wonderful person who gave me this idea, but we never got to make it together. ​

.:History:.
The Seraph, the being of pure light, created the Outer World, a parallel world to ours. Everything on that world needed to be in perfect balance and control - so the Seraph made the Gods.
Many centuries passed in peace, new races appearing in Outer World. The free will of those races could not be controlled by the Gods -not even by Seraph-.
But then, one day, the God of Death claimed that all beings would be better in the "afterlife", so he and the Gods could control them. The Seraph disagreed saying that, the races were originally made to give shape to the world they created - and not to be controlled.
The War of the Makers started. The Gods left their places in nature, leaving the elements uncontrolled. The Outer World was in grave danger.
But the War of the Makers wasn't the only thing threatening to destroy the Outer World; the Angels, personal agents of Seraph, teamed up with the Humans againist the Dark Tribe, also known as demons. The threat the Dark Tribe was about to unleash in the land needed to be stopped.​

With the Gods busy fighting, they don't notice the Demons and their plan. But they also don't notice that the forsaken race of the Outer World is coming to Anemos to change it one and for all: the Vicious Ones, the wild, sacred Dragons of the far away continent of Dracodenia are on their way.
Originally, there are two tribes of Dragons: the Vicious Ones and the Wise Ones. The Vicious Ones are territorial, they are purely warrios using the ancient, sacred arts of the Dragons. They are in disagreements with the Wise Ones, who wanted to study more of the magic arts. The Vicious Ones did not want to abandon their arts, so they exiled the Wise Ones, which headed Southeast of Dracodenia and created their own kingdom. And now they are about to stop the Vicious Ones who are about to invade Anemos and "cleanse the land of all the blight". But that's another story.​

.:Races/Plot:.​

Humans
The humans, as one of the newest races in the Outer Land, were extremely territorial. But, their spirit and knowledge, art development were great. This race was clearly formed to create. Their wooden houses and mighty stone castles have taken over the Southernwest part of the Anemos continent, and they're spreading fast.​

Angels
Angels were originally created by Seraph to serve him. Their purpose was to spread the good will and protect all the races (unlike humans who believe angels would only protect them). But, after many centuries, they eventually became their own race, Seraph losing power over them, with their only purpose to keep the balance between good and evil in Outer World.
The Angels draw their power from Seraph's endless light. ​

Dark Tribe
The Dark Tribe, or Demons for short, are angels whose logic was twisted by the evil hearts of the Outer World. The whole race leads Venjus, the Archdemon. This race comes from the Dark Isles in the south, where they developed dark arts, such as "Black Magic", which contains Blood Magic, Necromancy, Demonic Fire, Demonic Frost, Chaos and Affliction Magic.
The Dark Tribe created the evil in the humans. The evil ended up to be something more in the human society: Strife. The Strife coming from the hearts of all the beings in Outer World was gathered by the Demons, and with their help, a being that could oppose even Seraph itself was created.
The demons started a war againist the humans and the angels -and Seraph- for unknown purposes.​

Spirits
Spirits become the humans that just don't want to die. They look exactly what they were as humans, but they're immortal. Those with twisted hearts only become spirits. Thus, the spirits is originally an evil race.
Spirits may be immortal, but they're unable to kill other beings, only hurt them. That's Seraph's golden law, which they want to break, so they teamed up with the devils.​

Elves
The Elves are a neutral race, a part of humans who studied the magic arts more intensively. They were always a peaceful race which didn't take part in the conflicts between the races, they only tried to protect nature from the disasters the wars caused.​

Dragons
Dragons are the rulers of a far away land, much farther away from Outer Land than anyone would think. There are two tribes of Dragons: the Vicious Ones, always war friendly and bloodthirsty, and the Wise Ones. All of them are sacred beings - but only the Wise Ones know it. They're the ones thriving in the arts of magic, who study philosophy and trying to record History. The Vicious Ones understand none of this and exist only to crush them.
But they have no idea about the War of the Makers or the Strife, as they are in no way "close" to the Anemos continent, where it all takes place. ​

.:In the Outer World:.​

Anemos Continent
Humans - Cydonia (Southernwest), Anemos (West)
Angels - Ionia the Angel Kingdom (Northeast)
Gods - Olympus (North)
Spirits - Underworld
Elves - Ezhrassil, the Overgrowth (Northeast)​

Dark Isles
Demons - Zaldanar​

Dracodenia
Wise Ones - Southeast
Vicious Ones - Northwest​

.:SU Form/You/My SU:.​

SU Form:​

Spoiler:

Name: (You know what it is)
Nickname:
Gender:
Race: (Races are above or below) ***
Age:
Personality: (1 paragraph)
History: (1 paragraph)
Appearance:
Powers:
Others: (w/e)​

RP Sample/Intro:

You:​

You're a member of the said races, good or bad it's up to you. You can join whatever side you want on the Humans & Angels VS The Dark Tribe & Spirits, whatever race you are. But if you're the opposing race (E.G. An angel with the Dark Tribe & Spirits), you have to convince them you will help them.
You're free to make this world whoever you like (e.g. woods, and other landscapes) as well as customs and magic arts of each race; just make sure you don't overdo anything.
*** The race members you're allowed to pick are limited, check the form below:​

Humans: 2 Slots - None so far
Angels: 3 Slots - None so far
Dark Tribe: 2 Slots - ElectricScyther
Spirits: - XxSweetDreamsxX, ShadowTheQuilava
Elf: Blayze~, Shayde~
Dragons: - Ray Maverick, Nakuzami​

[-->Characters<--]
Ray Maverick - - Charon Alistar - Dragon - Bad side
ElectricScyther - - Asmodaeus Umbra - Demon - Bad side
XxSweetDreamsxX - - Jenna Xie - Spirit - Bad side
Blayze~ - - Amethyst Kasumi - Elf - Good side
Shayde~ - - Silver Tenshi - Elf - Good side​

My SU:​

Spoiler:

Name: Alistar
Nickname: Charon Alistar
Gender: Male
Race: Dragon
Age: 20 (Dragon Adultship)
History:
Alistar lost his parents when he was an offspring, in Ores Woods, where a great battle between the Vicious Ones and the Wise Ones took place. He was raised by a rich family in the Wise One's kingdom, Domentor. He was taught the ancient arts of his race, Arcane and Dark magic arts in the University of Domentor.
He showed so much interest in the dragon arts he was admired by the Archmages, and was sent to guard the Temple with two of his friends. But the blood of the Vicious Ones was running in his veins, and one day, he killed 2 of his childhood friends in an explosion of anger. He felt their dark ambitions were threatening the Temple, so he eliminated them.
This costed him alot, as he was exiled off the island of Dracodenia. The archmages erased his memories and teleported him into nowhere.
Alistar ended up in the Dark Isles, and without any memories, he stayed there and developed his dark arts with the Demons untill he grew into adultship. That day he heard more about his race, the Dragons and swore one day he'd find them.
But he was admired by the Elite for his loyalty to the Demons and his Black Magic prowess, and he was hired as an assasin to kill those who opposed them.​

Personality:
Before he reached the Dark Isles, Alistar was a wise young dragon with great mental prowess. He was so clever he could understand what others really wanted. The evil in the hearts of the dragons was affecting him greatly, but there wasn't much of it in Domentor, his heart was pure.
After his memory was erazed, a violent scream was heard in the Dark Isles. The evil of all the hearts in Anemos began twisting his mind and heart, filling him with dark thoughts and bringing him closer to the Strife. In his 20 years, he became a ruthless assasin, cunning and merciless againist his opponents. He always seemed to feel no emotion, but in the battle, he was a bloodthirsty warrior whose only purpose was to kill.
Appearance: -Picture inc soon-
Powers: The Dragons' Sacred Arts, Black Magic (Blood), Arcane Powers(very little)
Others: His blood is a powerful med for other races
Intro: (Will post when we have enough RPers;)​

.:Rules:.
- PC/RP rules apply
- If you're inactive, just inform me. I'll kick people out.
- Short posts are NOT allowed.
- Romance/Blood allowed.
- No godmodding.
- Moderated bunnying allowed.​

​

 

[ElectricScyther]

A word of advice: When creating an RP with various races/positions, don't create one with a single opening and then fill it yourself. This is unfair to other RPers who may have wanted to pick that one themselves.

Anyway, I'm joining.

Name: Asmodaeus Umbra
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Age: 22
Personality: Asmodaeus will do anything to get ahead, even if it means betrayal. Especially if it means betrayal. As a result, he never develops lasting friendships, and he only does in the short-term if it helps him. However, this approach to life has taken its toll on Asmodaeus, leaving him easily manipulated and even gullible. Though clever and cunning, he has little patience for anything and tends to give up easily unless sufficiently motivated.

Though many members of other races would be appalled at Asmodaeus's black heart, he is by no means emotionally inhuman and heartless. On his more brutal tasks, his heart lurched in disgust, and over the years has become slightly softer and more compassionate. However, even that remains just a small part of him.
History: Ever since he was born, Asmodaeus was seen as special. His parents had left him to die as an infant, and he was rescued by one of the demon warlords who saw talent in him. For eight years, Asmodaeus learned discipline under his adopted father before being sent to train with a group of highly respected teachers in the dark sourcery of the demons, where by the age of sixteen, Asmodaeus became the youngest ever to fully master and utilise the powers of Demonic Frost. During his years of training, Asmodaeus's heart was hardened and his strength grown. He was accepted into the demons' army and given freedom to pursue other sacred texts and arts.

But being a mere soldier and granted freedom didn't quench Asmodaeus's thirst for power. Even while studying the arts of affliction, he met with a treacherous demon in the Infernus Hills, where the blazing skies of Zaldanar, the Outer Islands, were visible in all their splendour. The plan was to murder Asmodaeus's own father. Unable to do it at first, Asmodaeus returned to his studies until two of his closest friends were killed as a warning. Worried for himself, Asmodaeus accepted the offer and killed his adopted father, the first of many betrayals he would initiate. In the years that followed, his heart hardened to the quality of diamonds and all traces of compassion had been erased from his heart as he took jobs from rival warlords before the entire Demon population united under one banner: the Dark Tribe. Seen under the new leadership as an enemy of the public, Asmodaeus fled to the Anemos Continent to prevent his execution.

Here he remained for two years. Now, with a war erupting in the Outer World, and the elements uncontrolled, unbalanced, and dangerous, Asmodaeus's heart craves revenge, and his mind's eye sees a chance to get ahead. It was no challenge to make up his mind: he would make himself known once again.
Appearance: Asmodaeus's skin is a deep crimson colour, with spots around his eyes the colour of platinum. The eyes themselves are a dark yellow, with pale off-white irises, with accentuating black eyebrows that stand out and, which apart from his pointed, small goatee, is the only hair on his body. As the stereotype of a "demon" is in culture, Asmodaeus has eroded horns on his temples, curving upward and ending vertically. His face is thin, and the shaved top of his head is usually hidden by a cloak that sweeps behind his ears and horns. Just below his lower lip, Asmodaeus has painted his skin black in a thin band following his lip.

Tall and thin, Asmodaeus wears loose padding underneath royal blue robes with gold trimmings, and a black cape in the back. The cape, worn loosely around his body, will often catch a light wind and flap lazily like a flag. In the front, an ruby is embedded into the robes at the bottom of the neck.
Powers: The main reason Asmodaeus mastered the Demonic Frost powers is because of innate elemental powers, rare in the Outer World, and seen by Demons as a mark of destiny. Asmodaeus, also skilled in the arts of Chaos and Affliction, is in control of the power of Ice, making Demonic Frost mastery an easy task. (If having elemental power is too much, let me know and I'll remove it.)
Others: None​

 

[XxSweetDreamsxX]

Name: Jenna Xie

Nickname: -none-

Gender: Female

Race: Spirit

Age: 15 (-In appearance. Real age is unknown-)

History: Back as a child, Jenna lived in the Cydonia Region with her family and friends. Peace continued to live in her world, as she was given everything and anything she desired. However, a mere accident ended her life, as she was accidentally hit by a human-made vehicle. Trampled under it, she was crushed, her life ending, but she wasn't finished. Actually, she never disappeared, as she demanded to keep 'living' the life she would have lived if she wasn't killed.
Her wish was granted, though she has far outgrew her life expectancy, having lost count of her true age. Finally realizing she was immortal, Jenna's heart has been twisted, for she has picked fights with many, causing several human beings pain in oblivious revenge. However, she cannot kill them, something that makes her undeniably angry. Teaming up with the demons, she is determined to make her newest goal come true.

Personality: Though once a darling young girl in her living years, the time she has spent on the Outer World had distorted her personality completely. Jenna is smart and cunning, having a bloodthirsty need for trickery and mischief. She cares for no one but herself, and picks fights with many, knowing she will never loose. The girl fights with no mercy, only stopping if she feels the need to for whatever reason. Overall, she's a b*tch-and she doesn't give a crap about you or what you think of her.
However, on the positive side, she is very wise and knows more about the world than people think she does(often acting dumb or stupid), expanding her knowledge whenever possible. Another 'positive' about Jenna is her sincerity. If she truly does commit to something, she will get the job done. This is also true when she makes threats.

Appearance:

Spoiler:

Something like this... >w>;;;

Powers: Spirit Magic, Blood Manipulation

Others: She doesn't feel pain, but if her opponent has enough power, she may begin to feel a stinging sensation.
​

 

[Nakuzami]

A word of advice: When creating an RP with various races/positions, don't create one with a single opening and then fill it yourself. This is unfair to other RPers who may have wanted to pick that one themselves.

Anyway, I'm joining.

I be second dragon ;P
Reserve me! My SU shall be up soonish :D

 

[Blayze~]

Can I reserve the Elf spot?

 

[Ray Maverick]

A word of advice: When creating an RP with various races/positions, don't create one with a single opening and then fill it yourself. This is unfair to other RPers who may have wanted to pick that one themselves.

Anyway, I'm joining.

Name: Asmodaeus Umbra
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Age: 22
Personality: Asmodaeus will do anything to get ahead, even if it means betrayal. Especially if it means betrayal. As a result, he never develops lasting friendships, and he only does in the short-term if it helps him. However, this approach to life has taken its toll on Asmodaeus, leaving him easily manipulated and even gullible. Though clever and cunning, he has little patience for anything and tends to give up easily unless sufficiently motivated.​

Though many members of other races would be appalled at Asmodaeus's black heart, he is by no means emotionally inhuman and heartless. On his more brutal tasks, his heart lurched in disgust, and over the years has become slightly softer and more compassionate. However, even that remains just a small part of him.
History: Ever since he was born, Asmodaeus was seen as special. His parents had left him to die as an infant, and he was rescued by one of the demon warlords who saw talent in him. For eight years, Asmodaeus learned discipline under his adopted father before being sent to train with a group of highly respected teachers in the dark sourcery of the demons, where by the age of sixteen, Asmodaeus became the youngest ever to fully master and utilise the powers of Demonic Frost. During his years of training, Asmodaeus's heart was hardened and his strength grown. He was accepted into the demons' army and given freedom to pursue other sacred texts and arts.​

But being a mere soldier and granted freedom didn't quench Asmodaeus's thirst for power. Even while studying the arts of affliction, he met with a treacherous demon in the Infernus Hills, where the blazing skies of Zaldanar, the Outer Islands, were visible in all their splendour. The plan was to murder Asmodaeus's own father. Unable to do it at first, Asmodaeus returned to his studies until two of his closest friends were killed as a warning. Worried for himself, Asmodaeus accepted the offer and killed his adopted father, the first of many betrayals he would initiate. In the years that followed, his heart hardened to the quality of diamonds and all traces of compassion had been erased from his heart as he took jobs from rival warlords before the entire Demon population united under one banner: the Dark Tribe. Seen under the new leadership as an enemy of the public, Asmodaeus fled to the Anemos Continent to prevent his execution.​

Here he remained for two years. Now, with a war erupting in the Outer World, and the elements uncontrolled, unbalanced, and dangerous, Asmodaeus's heart craves revenge, and his mind's eye sees a chance to get ahead. It was no challenge to make up his mind: he would make himself known once again.
Appearance: Asmodaeus's skin is a deep crimson colour, with spots around his eyes the colour of platinum. The eyes themselves are a dark yellow, with pale off-white irises, with accentuating black eyebrows that stand out and, which apart from his pointed, small goatee, is the only hair on his body. As the stereotype of a "demon" is in culture, Asmodaeus has eroded horns on his temples, curving upward and ending vertically. His face is thin, and the shaved top of his head is usually hidden by a cloak that sweeps behind his ears and horns. Just below his lower lip, Asmodaeus has painted his skin black in a thin band following his lip.​

Tall and thin, Asmodaeus wears loose padding underneath royal blue robes with gold trimmings, and a black cape in the back. The cape, worn loosely around his body, will often catch a light wind and flap lazily like a flag. In the front, an ruby is embedded into the robes at the bottom of the neck.
Powers: The main reason Asmodaeus mastered the Demonic Frost powers is because of innate elemental powers, rare in the Outer World, and seen by Demons as a mark of destiny. Asmodaeus, also skilled in the arts of Chaos and Affliction, is in control of the power of Ice, making Demonic Frost mastery an easy task. (If having elemental power is too much, let me know and I'll remove it.)
Others: None​

What Nakuzami above me said. Although the main idea was what you said xD
I'm an @$$H0I3, I know...

But you're in mate, no RP sample needed, I guess.. xD

Name: Jenna Xie​

Nickname: -none-​

Gender: Female​

Race: Spirit​

Age: 15 (-In appearance. Real age is unknown-)​

History: Back as a child, Jenna lived in the Cydonia Region with her family and friends. Peace continued to live in her world, as she was given everything and anything she desired. However, a mere accident ended her life, as she was accidentally hit by a human-made vehicle. Trampled under it, she was crushed, her life ending, but she wasn't finished. Actually, she never disappeared, as she demanded to keep 'living' the life she would have lived if she wasn't killed.
Her wish was granted, though she has far outgrew her life expectancy, having lost count of her true age. Finally realizing she was immortal, Jenna's heart has been twisted, for she has picked fights with many, causing several human beings pain in oblivious revenge. However, she cannot kill them, something that makes her undeniably angry. Teaming up with the demons, she is determined to make her newest goal come true.​

Personality: Though once a darling young girl in her living years, the time she has spent on the Outer World had distorted her personality completely. Jenna is smart and cunning, having a bloodthirsty need for trickery and mischief. She cares for no one but herself, and picks fights with many, knowing she will never loose. The girl fights with no mercy, only stopping if she feels the need to for whatever reason. Overall, she's a b*tch-and she doesn't give a crap about you or what you think of her.​

Appearance: -will write in a sec-​

Powers: Spirit Magic, Blood Manipulation​

Others: She doesn't feel pain, but if her opponent has enough power, she may begin to feel a stinging sensation.​

Wow, quite rushed... thank you anyway for the post sweetie~ :D
You're in, w/ no doubt.

I be second dragon ;P
Reserve me! My SU shall be up soonish :D

You're already reserved, OCC is also up but not completly yet.. lol
Just make sure you don't end up in the Dark Isles the same way as me!

@Blayze~

NO! GTFO WE AINT RECRUITIN ANY MOAR

*reserved*

 

[Blayze~]

Name: Amethyst Kasumi

Nickname: Ame

Gender: Gender

Race: Elf

Age: 17

Personality: Amethyst is a very strange Elf. Unlike her people who are mainly neutral. She has chosen to side with the Humans & Angels in the war. Her reasons for being on a side are few but hold a big part in her heart. Amethyst is fiercely protective of those she calls friends though she has made none yet. At times the young elf can be very rash not thinking things through and will dive head first into any situation no matter how bad. However once she finds someone she can look up to that will all change. She is a very good listener though and when not being rash she will listen to plans and put them into action being more of a follower than a leader.

History: Amethyst was born and raised in the forests of Ezhrassil. She often as a child went to Anemos with her parents and older brother who were traders. During these journey's her father would teach her about nature, which plants where good to eat, which herbs healed what poisons or injuries and where to find them and like most elves by the young age of ten she learned to communicate with nature. Her mother taught her to use ice and water magic while on the side her older brother taught her what bits of Fire magic he knew. This went on peacefully for several years but when she turned fifteen while journeying to Anemos with her family they were attacked by a group of Demon bandits. Amethyst's brother hid her and she watched as her family was slaughtered. From that day on Amethyst swore revenge against the demons and was one of the first of her people to leave being neutral. Making the journey to Ionia she spent the next two years proving herself to the Angels there.

Appearance:

Spoiler:

Powers: ice magic, water magic, a little fire magic

Others: she's very attune with nature and even lost in the woods she knows where to find food and herbs.

RP Sample: This is from another RP I'm in Two Kingdoms (Three Kingdoms Continued)

Spoiler:

Blayze sighed to herself already bored at the meeting her father had dragged her to. This meeting her father and his general's where talking about the war and other things but she wasn't paying attention to what they where saying. Why can't everyone just get along she thought sadly before her thoughts turned to her love I really hope Shayde's okay. I hope I can see him soon
"Blayze are you listening!" Moltress The king of the Light Kingdom growled making her jump out of her thoughts. Looking at her father she winced under his angry gaze. "Well? Where you!" he yelled angrily causing her to wince again.
"N-No s-sorry Sir it won't happen again" Blayze said looking down hoping those words got her out of trouble for the time being. Gulping to herself Blaze looked back up when she was addressed.
"What we had been talking about was the upcoming wedding" The king said looking at her.
"Wedding? Who's getting married?" Blayze asked tilting her head in confusion. This was the first she'd heard of anyone getting married. Her father stared at her for a minute and smirked "Why You are Blayze, to Jet my newest General" he said gesturing towards the end of the table where a young Pignite sat.
Blayze's eyes widened and she jumped out of her seat with a yell of "I Won't!" He's just doing this to separate me and Shayde, I won't let him! she thought wincing as her father yelled and screamed at her "YOU WILL DO AS I SAY!" he roared slashing her side with one of his talons. Glaring angrily at her he growled "Go to your room now, clean up the wedding is at sundown." his eyes threatened more trouble if she said anything else.
Wincing in pain the young princess stumbled through the halls of the castle passing several servants who were loyal to her father but not to her. In tears by the time she reached her room she slammed the door shut and locked it still not noticing Shayde in her room. Not looking around much Blayze went under her bed and pulled out the bag she had packed muttering to herself to upset and hurt to notice she wasn't alone. "Litrus should be here soon, he'll have heard by now and I know he'll help me." she said to herself unable to stand anymore her paws gave out and she looked at the wound on her side. The blood coming from the wound not really standing out against her dark red fur. Crying to herself she finished talking "H-He'll help me get to Shayde"

 

[XxSweetDreamsxX]

Lol, sorry about that~ XD I'm a lazy bum. Dx

 

[Shayde~]

Name:
Silver Tenshi

Nickname:
Leif

Gender:
Male

Race:
Winged Elf (Mixed between Elf and Angel)

Age:
17

Personality:
Silver is quiet. Very quiet. He tends to talk very little, except to his love, Amethyst. Though besides that, he is very kind and gentle. He is highly in-tune with nature, often in the forest, whistling to the birds and attracting forest critters. Though, most of all, he's always, ALWAYS, beside his mate. His views are neutral, but no matter what he sides with Amethyst.

History:
Very little is known about Silver. His mother, Sapphire, was an Elf while his father, Onyx, was an Angel. The result was the first of an interesting mix of races. An Elf, with wings and a heightened set of morals; knowing right from wrong. The angelic side also gave his skin a pale glow, and also gave him a few angelic abilities, gained from Seraph's Light.

Appearance:
View attachment 61346

Powers:
Perception (Able to detect others within a certain range)
Angelic Light Abilities
Healing Powers
Earth and Wind Elemantal Magic
Little Fire and Lighting Magic (Blue Fire, Purple Lightning)
Psychic Abilities (Telekinesis, Levitation, etc.)


Others:
Herbalist (Can make herbs and natural materials into medicine)
Lighting Reflexes and Agility (Less power attacks, more fast and critical hits)
Heightened Senses (High Hearing, Smell, Sight, etc.)

RP Sample/Intro:
My first post on my RP, the same one as my mate's:

Spoiler:

????? Shayde ran, knowing that his speed was far greater than anyone in his Kingdom, so he'd have time to spare. He burst into his room and quickly searched his room for everything he figured he should take with him, everything he'll need when he runs from home. He started to pack his belongings: 5000 pokedollars, a stunningly beautiful knife made of silver with an amethyst hilt, some silver claws for fighting... I need to be prepared to leave, he thought to himself, in a hurry to pack up his things. As he packed his memory replayed to him the fight he had just fled from...

~~~

????? "You may not see this girl, and that is final!!" shouted Darkrai, the King of Darkness, his screaming directed at his Zorua son. His eyes burned with absolute fury, and his breath stung with the rotten smell of alcohol.
????? "I'm going to see her, whether you want me to or not!!!" Shayde screamed right back. No way in HELL am I letting him separate us, he thought. "I love her, and you can't stop me!!" Tears dripped from the strange little Zorua's eyes as he turned and left for his room, but near the door he stopped. "I bet mother would have wanted us to be together..."
????? That final comment left King Darkrai in a short paralysis, stunned by those silencing words. He knew very well that the Queen had recently passed on, and he definitely knew how. After he snapped out of paralysis he shouted to his henchmen. "Guards!! Guards!! Stop him!!"

~~~

????? "Hey!! Hey!! Prince, stop now and turn yourself in!!" shouted the Purrloin, one of the King's right-hand men. He rushed into the Prince's room, but alas, no Prince in sight. "Come out, show yourself, now!!"
????? Shayde had already slipped out of the kingdom, rushing over the the light kingdom, hiding in a bush watching the gates. A Rapidash and a Flareon guard the gate so that no non-fire types get in. Shayde's eyes gleamed with mischief as he used his Illusion powers to turn into a small Growlithe puppy. He barked and ran right through the gate without being stopped. He made his way around the corridors and hallways until he crept into the Princess' room and closed the door. Once they were hidden, he turned back to his natural off-colored Zorua form, giggling and purring, his fluffy white tail wagging happily.

 

[Ray Maverick]

Reply down b-low, use the OCC (link b-low). I'm gonna start the RP since we're 5

Spoiler:

Name: Amethyst Kasumi

Spoiler:

Nickname: Ame

Gender: Gender

Race: Elf

Age: 17

Personality: Amethyst is a very strange Elf. Unlike her people who are mainly neutral. She has chosen to side with the Humans & Angels in the war. Her reasons for being on a side are few but hold a big part in her heart. Amethyst is fiercely protective of those she calls friends though she has made none yet. At times the young elf can be very rash not thinking things through and will dive head first into any situation no matter how bad. However once she finds someone she can look up to that will all change. She is a very good listener though and when not being rash she will listen to plans and put them into action being more of a follower than a leader.

History: Amethyst was born and raised in the forests of Ezhrassil. She often as a child went to Anemos with her parents and older brother who were traders. During these journey's her father would teach her about nature, which plants where good to eat, which herbs healed what poisons or injuries and where to find them and like most elves by the young age of ten she learned to communicate with nature. Her mother taught her to use ice and water magic while on the side her older brother taught her what bits of Fire magic he knew. This went on peacefully for several years but when she turned fifteen while journeying to Anemos with her family they were attacked by a group of Demon bandits. Amethyst's brother hid her and she watched as her family was slaughtered. From that day on Amethyst swore revenge against the demons and was one of the first of her people to leave being neutral. Making the journey to Ionia she spent the next two years proving herself to the Angels there.

Appearance:

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Powers: ice magic, water magic, a little fire magic

Others: she's very attune with nature and even lost in the woods she knows where to find food and herbs.

RP Sample: This is from another RP I'm in Two Kingdoms (Three Kingdoms Continued)

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Blayze sighed to herself already bored at the meeting her father had dragged her to. This meeting her father and his general's where talking about the war and other things but she wasn't paying attention to what they where saying. Why can't everyone just get along she thought sadly before her thoughts turned to her love I really hope Shayde's okay. I hope I can see him soon

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"Blayze are you listening!" Moltress The king of the Light Kingdom growled making her jump out of her thoughts. Looking at her father she winced under his angry gaze. "Well? Where you!" he yelled angrily causing her to wince again.
"N-No s-sorry Sir it won't happen again" Blayze said looking down hoping those words got her out of trouble for the time being. Gulping to herself Blaze looked back up when she was addressed.
"What we had been talking about was the upcoming wedding" The king said looking at her.
"Wedding? Who's getting married?" Blayze asked tilting her head in confusion. This was the first she'd heard of anyone getting married. Her father stared at her for a minute and smirked "Why You are Blayze, to Jet my newest General" he said gesturing towards the end of the table where a young Pignite sat.
Blayze's eyes widened and she jumped out of her seat with a yell of "I Won't!" He's just doing this to separate me and Shayde, I won't let him! she thought wincing as her father yelled and screamed at her "YOU WILL DO AS I SAY!" he roared slashing her side with one of his talons. Glaring angrily at her he growled "Go to your room now, clean up the wedding is at sundown." his eyes threatened more trouble if she said anything else.
Wincing in pain the young princess stumbled through the halls of the castle passing several servants who were loyal to her father but not to her. In tears by the time she reached her room she slammed the door shut and locked it still not noticing Shayde in her room. Not looking around much Blayze went under her bed and pulled out the bag she had packed muttering to herself to upset and hurt to notice she wasn't alone. "Litrus should be here soon, he'll have heard by now and I know he'll help me." she said to herself unable to stand anymore her paws gave out and she looked at the wound on her side. The blood coming from the wound not really standing out against her dark red fur. Crying to herself she finished talking "H-He'll help me get to Shayde"

You're in, sweet. Didn't know any elf would want to join xD

Name:

Silver Tenshi

Nickname:
Leif

Gender:
Male

Race:
Winged Elf (Mixed between Elf and Angel)

Age:
17

Personality:
Silver is quiet. Very quiet. He tends to talk very little, except to his love, Amethyst. Though besides that, he is very kind and gentle. He is highly in-tune with nature, often in the forest, whistling to the birds and attracting forest critters. Though, most of all, he's always, ALWAYS, beside his mate. His views are neutral, but no matter what he sides with Amethyst.

History:
Very little is known about Silver. His mother, Sapphire, was an Elf while his father, Onyx, was an Angel. The result was the first of an interesting mix of races. An Elf, with wings and a heightened set of morals; knowing right from wrong. The angelic side also gave his skin a pale glow, and also gave him a few angelic abilities, gained from Seraph's Light.

Appearance:
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Powers:
Perception (Able to detect others within a certain range)
Angelic Light Abilities
Healing Powers
Earth and Wind Elemantal Magic
Little Fire and Lighting Magic (Blue Fire, Purple Lightning)
Psychic Abilities (Telekinesis, Levitation, etc.)


Others:
Herbalist (Can make herbs and natural materials into medicine)
Lighting Reflexes and Agility (Less power attacks, more fast and critical hits)
Heightened Senses (High Hearing, Smell, Sight, etc.)

RP Sample/Intro:
My first post on my RP, the same one as my mate's:

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????? Shayde ran, knowing that his speed was far greater than anyone in his Kingdom, so he'd have time to spare. He burst into his room and quickly searched his room for everything he figured he should take with him, everything he'll need when he runs from home. He started to pack his belongings: 5000 pokedollars, a stunningly beautiful knife made of silver with an amethyst hilt, some silver claws for fighting... I need to be prepared to leave, he thought to himself, in a hurry to pack up his things. As he packed his memory replayed to him the fight he had just fled from...

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????? "You may not see this girl, and that is final!!" shouted Darkrai, the King of Darkness, his screaming directed at his Zorua son. His eyes burned with absolute fury, and his breath stung with the rotten smell of alcohol.
????? "I'm going to see her, whether you want me to or not!!!" Shayde screamed right back. No way in HELL am I letting him separate us, he thought. "I love her, and you can't stop me!!" Tears dripped from the strange little Zorua's eyes as he turned and left for his room, but near the door he stopped. "I bet mother would have wanted us to be together..."
????? That final comment left King Darkrai in a short paralysis, stunned by those silencing words. He knew very well that the Queen had recently passed on, and he definitely knew how. After he snapped out of paralysis he shouted to his henchmen. "Guards!! Guards!! Stop him!!"

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????? "Hey!! Hey!! Prince, stop now and turn yourself in!!" shouted the Purrloin, one of the King's right-hand men. He rushed into the Prince's room, but alas, no Prince in sight. "Come out, show yourself, now!!"
????? Shayde had already slipped out of the kingdom, rushing over the the light kingdom, hiding in a bush watching the gates. A Rapidash and a Flareon guard the gate so that no non-fire types get in. Shayde's eyes gleamed with mischief as he used his Illusion powers to turn into a small Growlithe puppy. He barked and ran right through the gate without being stopped. He made his way around the corridors and hallways until he crept into the Princess' room and closed the door. Once they were hidden, he turned back to his natural off-colored Zorua form, giggling and purring, his fluffy white tail wagging happily.

Eh, you have too many powers xD You can be either a mage (power of the elements) or a melee (lightning reflexes). You can't have both, sorry.
You're in anyway, as you and above seem to be a RPing pair xD

OCC is up, discussion & SUs HERE.


Charon Alistar
Dark Isles, Zaldanar Kingdom
"Black Castle"

The eternal clouds above the northern Dark Isles let a beam of light fall into the Volcano, where a Dragon was living in one of the thousand caves. No living being was walking on that scorched mountain. Only birds were flying around, the birds Alistar was closely observing from his cave. His amber eyes were locked in one of them. Jealous - he admitted he was, as he studied the structure of their wings, trying to figure out if he would ever be able to fly. He couldn't remember anything of his own kind - if they could fly, or if they get any bigger.
The dragon paced out of his cave to climb down the mountain to the huge castle that was build at the foot of his volcano, the Black Castle of Zaldanar, the citadel of the demons. He was kicking rocks with his front feet, lost in his thoughts; why smaller beings than him, such as birds, could fly. That injustice was burning his throat like when he was about to unleash the sacred fire of the dragons he was storing in his lungs.

Everyone on Zaldanar was looking curiously at Alistar. The being was out of this world - literally. He flapped his wings in annoyance of all the unwanted people staring at him. Demons everywhere - looking like humans but with pale and dark skin, some even had wings. He saw a bunch of demons with altered forms - probably Strife's doing. Strife in their hearts.. I can feel it even from here, it changes them, thought Alistar. He focused on his way to the Black Castle, passing through the main street, filled with dark-grey houses and other kind of buildings.

The guards at the entrance of the castle let him pass by, greeting him.

"The King and the Council asked to see you, Alistar," said one of them with a motionless expression on his face. Alistar liked the loyalty of the demon warriors. That's why they were so mighty - their devotion and discipline were astounding.
Alistar simply groaned to show he'd understand, without looking at any of them. The guards opened the gates, and Alistar headed inside the Black Castle which was made of burned and hardened with arcane magic rocks and dwarven steel.
The dragon didn't know why he knew all that stuff, he didn't even know who he was, 3 years ago.
He reached the King's throne room, the guards let him pass again. Alistar saw the King's black throne with 2 demons carved in it, their wings reaching the ceiling. Next to the king, there were standing the 5 members of the council.
Although the dragon didn't like it, he bowed down to show his loyalty to the king.

"Ah, Alistar, you're finally here," the King and Archdemon spoke with a dead, calm voice. "We have a... task for you."

"Who is it, my King?" asked Alistar. His head was looking at the red carpet he bowed on, but from his voice, they could tell the dragon was smiling.
The Archdemon Venjus spoke again.

"We're having troubles with someone in the southern islands"
The King leaned on his left elbow, in the thrown, having a fake troubled look on.
Alistar remained silent. As an elite assasin, he wasn't allowed to ask any questions. He let the King explain, while readying himself.

"He's bald, he has a red rune on his head," the King said in a simple tone.
Alistar did not need to hear more. He suddenly turned around and charged outside the room with his full speed, the guards rushing to open the gates for him.

 

[XxSweetDreamsxX]

Jenna Xie
Underworld
The Spirit Capital

Scampering over the rugged terrain, the small, feminine spirit darted for the gates in hidden joy. Leaving a trail of ghostly mist behind, she halted as she reached her destination. Jenna felt herself almost grin as she peered up at the gateway, its glimmering bars radiating with ghostly aura. No words were necessary as she shot her average glance at the guards. Each demon was pale, no expressions detectable. They recognized her with ease. She normally preferred the Outer World rather than the Spirit Capital.

With an echoing crack, the bars before her unlocked with a shriek. Both of the sides made way for the girl. Walking casually through without much of many interest for the guards, the vibrant light of the Outer World sucked her in, her body vanishing inside.

Her eyes squinted as her view changed to the Outer World. She yawned at the sight. Zaldanar. Demons flooding the area, she was eyeballed by many of them. Spirits commonly floated around the area, though most were bigger, otherwise blunt. Jenna shook the glares off with ease.

?How rude. As if they?ve never seen a spirit before??

Letting her feet direct her through the crowds, she was suddenly bumped by a demon, who was trampling backwards along with several others. She scrambled back up in rage. The crowd had split in two, making way for a dragon which had just landed in their path. Jenna snorted as she brushed off the dust on her skirt. The dragon was easily identified by her as Alistar- an assassin known by many of the demons in this area. He was certainly intriguing in appearance.

She smirked, studying the dragon as so were many others. He disappeared once he entered the castle ahead. Mumbles scattered among the demons surrounding her, everyone pondering why the killer dragon had been summoned to the king. Jenna stood around wondering the same as them, though he was probably going to be assigned another one of those ?jobs?. The jobs that no one were suppose to know about.

Watching the dragon exit through the castle gates, Jenna followed him with her ghostly eyes, her feet soon mechanically taking the same path as him.

"Finally found something interesting in this town."

 

[Ray Maverick]

Charon Alistar
Dark Isles
Terzar Woods

Alistar dashed through the trees, crushing the branches which came in his way. His hands with the five fingers with enormous claws were touching the edges of his wings, as if he was flying. His figure was like the one of a jet plane, and he thought he was born to fly like that. Sometimes he wondered if he was bound to fly one day.
The sacred dragon reached a clearing with a pond and a river going to the south. His heart pounding from the endless running and his breath coming down heavy, Alistar made the mistake of drinking from the river's water "sacred" to the elves. Almost instanly, he heard a suspicious sound from his right. An arrow probably coated with poison was shot againist Alistar. His honed reflexes and extreme agility helped him avoid it by drawing back. The elf who shot him appeared from the bush.

"What's your beef, pal?"
Asked the dragon with his eyes half closed as he concentrated. The elf opened his mouth to reply but Alistar was playing dirty, he had already charged forward with extreme speed. The elf shot another arrow at him which hit him in the shoulder. It went through his skin and let its poison run through his veins. But, once Alistar was in range, he span around himself forward to a mighty headbutt right into the elf. His head's horn were baptised by the elf's magical blood which fell on the ground as well. The elf let a sigh and died right after.

The dragon was hurt, but he didn't worry one bit. Dragons were sacred creatures, made by the Maker itself, they wouldn't die that easily. And, the 3 years Alistar lived with the demons, he was taught the art of Blood Manipulation, "Consumption" in specific. The procedure was simple and the effects instant; the elf's blood disappeared from the ground, adding to the dragon's, healing his wound as he pulled the arrow out. The poison was cleaned from his blood as well.

Alistar smirked and groaned when he pulled the arrow off his body. He looked at the elf he just killed. I like combat, after all... Assasins are gettin' boring.

 

[Nakuzami]

Angel Divine
Darcodenia to Anemos
Down the rabbit hole

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"Oh, what was I thinking?" I said as I paced next to the ancient well. I was to go deliver a message to someone in a faraway land. I had assured my parents that I could get there on my own using the well. The well was one filled with magic, and it could teleport anyone to where they wanted to go, assuming they could harness its magic correctly. I was not so sure anymore if I was powerful enough to harness its power and... end up in the right place. Well, I had to try.

I walked over to the well and pictured where I wanted to go. I looked at the water to make sure it was displaying the right place. I jumped in, headfirst. I closed my eyes, trying to keep calm as I traveled through the vortex. Once I felt ground beneath my feet, I opened my eyes. I was in the wrong place.

"Damn, I forgot to concentrate!" I roared in a fit of anger and disappointment. After I calmed down, I spoke to the earth. "Where am I?"

"Dark Tribe-ibe-ibe, Anemos-os-os." Anemos? The Dark Tribe? Man, was I off! I wasn't even on the right continent! I twisted around at the sound of an arrow. I peered through some bushes and saw another dragon, murdering an elf.

"He killed an Elf? How dare he?"​

 

[ElectricScyther]

Asmodaeus Umbra
Zaldanar
Ridge

Asmodaeus knelt over the ridge, gazing down at the village of demons beneath him. All would make good killings, but there was no need to advertise that he had returned to Zaldanar... yet. With his life the price to pay, should anyone escape, it would be foolish to use the village just to satisfy his bloodlust.

Instead, Asmodaeus retreated from the ridge, standing up and looking up at the fiery sky above him. Turning and walking away, he allowed himself a smile. The clouds in the sky looked like explosions, the sky itself trapped in eternal sunset, and the whole sight was something, Asmodaeus and others would agree, everyone had to see before dying. Peeling his eyes away from the sky, he scanned the landscape in front of him to find a path he knew well. Many times, he had fled into the night here, where two rocky bluffs, each with a dead, twisted tree atop them, indicated a trail through a dead forest. Of course, the demons who created this trail had fiendishly cut forks in the road to confuse anyone who may try to escape justice through it. Once, though, the army had marched through the trail to capture an enemy warlord, with Asmodaeus in the rows of demon soldiers. As a result, he could follow the trail without getting lost. At the other end, Asmodaeus would emerge at the Black Castle, where hopefully the King would listen to him and even supply him with a job.

But something stopped him. His pace hadn't been fast, but now it stopped altogether as he stared at the trees in the forest. Normally, the trees would be dead, bare, twisted, and dark. Now, though, they were green with leaves, tall, and as if they were from the Anemos Continent. Confused, Asmodaeus ran his finger along the trunk of one of the trees, and rather than rough, brittle, and abrasive, it felt smooth and firm. Shrugging, he tried to ignore the abnormality of the trees, but they kept returning to his mind. Have angels been here, 'purifying' this forest? he thought, mildly concerned. If they had, it might be a bad omen of the future.

His thoughts were cut off as he heard a rustling noise from deeper in the forest, somewhere off the trail. A voice growled "What's your beef, pal?" and heavy footsteps followed shortly after. Asmodaeus followed the direction of the sound, in time to see a dragon, an arrow in his shoulder, headbutting an elf. The elf, with its low pain threshold, collapsed and died, and the dragon cleansed his wound. Asmodaeus stepped forward. "Not bad, but an elf is easy prey for anyone. Even a fresh assassin can kill one of them. But who are you and what's a dragon doing here?"

 

[Ray Maverick]

Charon Alistar
Dark Isles, Zaldanar
Terzar Woods

His wound healed up in no time with the elve's blood. Before examining the dead creature before him, he heard a sinister voice behind him.

"Not bad, but an elf is easy prey for anyone. Even a fresh assassin can kill one of them. But who are you and what's a dragon doing here?"

Alistar turned his head and faced the demon who had spoke with a glow of curiousity in his eyes.

"I agree... the elf was being annoying, I couldn't resist ripping him apart," said Alistar with a smile on his face.

"Charon Alistar.. that's how they call me. And who're you? I haven't seen many demons 'round here," he said, letting out a laugh as small embers came out of his nose.

"How do you know about us dragons anyway?" Alistar asked suspiciously, examining the demon. He didn't seem strong but he did have the aura of a magician.
Alistar doubted magic could even harm him. He couldn't remember why - but he has a very negative opinion about magic, even though he can use it.

 

[ElectricScyther]

Asmodaeus Umbra
Zaldanar
Terzar Woods

Asmodaeus laughed. "You might say I've been forced to leave the isles for my life. Betrayed and killed a few too many demons, and they no longer wanted my services. I left when they demanded my execution. I learned quite a bit about you dragons, though I'm no authority, and one thing I learned was that you never have left your ancestral homes in all your existence."

Asmodaeus locked eyes with Charon Alistar and asked in a low voice, noticing the dragon scrutinising him, "So what are you doing here?"

 

[Ray Maverick]

Charon Alistar
Dark Isles, Zaldanar
Terzar Woods

The demon laughed, which made Alistar smirk in irritation.
"You might say I've been forced to leave the isles for my life. Betrayed and killed a few too many demons, and they no longer wanted my services. I left when they demanded my execution."
The dragon started to like this demon. All that being before him cared about is blood, no matter if it was demon's or human's. Just like Charon Alistar.
He remained silent as he let him speak.

"I learned quite a bit about you dragons, though I'm no authority, and one thing I learned was that you never have left your ancestral homes in all your existence."

The demon lowered his voice as he looked Alistar straight into his eyes.
"So what are you doing here?"

Alistar smiled, showing his tools inside his mouth, feeling somewhat glad the demon had asked.

"... I don't even remember. Something involving alot of killing, perhaps. Now I'm heading to the south for some more killing."

 

[Blayze~]

Amethyst Kasumi
Anemos Continent
Averliss Forest

Amethyst smiled to herself sitting by a river in Averliss forest. Only a few hours away from the Angel kingdom Ionia she had stopped to rest. After spending the past two years proving to the Angels she became one of the first Elves to chose a side. Until being needed though she kept traveling between Ionia and Ezhrassil. Going from her new home to her old in order to say goodbye to her people and make sure she had everything of her families. Splashing water on her face the young elf stood up feeling refreshed and continued on her way to Ionia. Walking for at least an hour she froze hearing footsteps behind her. Turning quickly just she saw a demon jump out from behind the trees. What's a demon doing all the way up here? she thought jumping out of the way as an arrow was shot at her. Clenching her hands into fists the young elf's eyes turned an icy blue and a volley of ice shards came from her hand flying at the demon. Of those shards only a few hit him in non-vital area's and this time she couldn't dodge the arrow and got shot in the shoulder falling to her knees.

(There first post. Left it hanging so Shayde~ can post from there)

 

[Nakuzami]

Angel Divine
Dark Isles, Zaldanar
Terzar Woods
"Charon Alistair"​

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The dragon's wound healed once he absorbhed the elf's blood. He could use Black Magic.

"Not bad, but an elf is easy prey for anyone. Even a fresh assassin can kill one of them. But who are you and what's a dragon doing here?" A demon had appeared behind the dragon. I hadn't even noticed him walk up.

"I agree... the elf was being annoying, I couldn't resist ripping him apart," the dragon said with a smile on his face."Charon Alistar.. that's how they call me. And who're you? I haven't seen many demons 'round here," he said, letting out a laugh as small embers came out of his nose."How do you know about us dragons anyway?" Yes, that's something that I too would like to know. Though, the demon had the aura of a magician. I could sense that much, at least.


The demon laughed, "You might say I've been forced to leave the isles for my life. Betrayed and killed a few too many demons, and they no longer wanted my services. I left when they demanded my execution."


"I learned quite a bit about you dragons, though I'm no authority, and one thing I learned was that you never have left your ancestral homes in all your existence." The demon lowered his voice as he looked Charon Alistair straight into his eyes."So what are you doing here?"

"... I don't even remember. Something involving alot of killing, perhaps. Now I'm heading to the south for some more killing." What was in the south? Nothing, nothing was in the south. Well, except for some more Dark Isles.

I decided that I would pursue Charon Alistair, at least for awhile. I wanted to be sure nothing serious would happen, and if I had to, stop him. Perhaps I would also find some answers. Answers to what? I had no idea. That's why I was going to get them.​

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[XxSweetDreamsxX]

Jenna Xie
Dark Isles, Zaldanar
Terzar Woods

The dragon was a fast one, obviously much larger and able to walk on all fours. It easily outmatched her speed, Jenna running to catch up with Alistar while still trying to be undetected. The small spirit instantly lost sight of him as the beast entered the woods. She frowned, having lost track of her 'target'.

"I'm this far, no use in stopping now," she mumbled to herself, continuing to walk through the grasses and into the thick bushes of trees. Her face was blank for the most part, no expressions distinct, though it was obvious she was searching for something. That something being a dragon. Pushing the nearby vegetation out of her way, Jenna stopped in her tracks to see Alistar and a demon in the middle of a chat. She couldn't help letting a large grin creep up her mouth as she listened.

"Charon Alistar.. that's how they call me. And who're you? I haven't seen many demons 'round here," he said, letting out a laugh as small embers came out of his nose. "How do you know about us dragons anyway?"

The demon laughed in reply, "You might say I've been forced to leave the isles for my life. Betrayed and killed a few too many demons, and they no longer wanted my services. I left when they demanded my execution. I learned quite a bit about you dragons, though I'm no authority, and one thing I learned was that you never have left your ancestral homes in all your existence. So what are you doing here?"

"... I don't even remember. Something involving alot of killing, perhaps. Now I'm heading to the south for some more killing."

The south. Why hadn't she suspected that earlier? Letting her wide grin droop down to a small smile, she let her body become transparent, waiting for the dragon to make a move if the demon didn't. He had been assigned to kill someone after all. How lovely.