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The last of the Dragons

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"It seems that with each story, the reasons humans have for hating dragons get more and more mysterious." she sighed and created a little air current with her wings. "It seems Wrath is right, perhaps we should let the humans know what it is like to nearly be driven to extinction."

She froze.
"Humans!"
 
Wrath walked out, and scorched the bush with black flames. the area was filled with painful, frightening screams, then all was silent...
 
A shiny sort of glinty thing appeared over the top of the bushes. Fear drove its way into Nymbryxion's heart.
A gun.

OOC: Sorry, have to go now.
 
Wrath returned. "It is okay now. They have been destroyed, as will every single human be soon enough. You must know that if the humans give you a hard time, you must punish in any means.
 
Wrath began to think. "Maybe this isn't just my fight. I can build an army of the last remaining dragons. We will crush all resistance from the humans, and wipe them from the earth, allowing us to rise up from near-extinction and take back this earth."
 
"Wrath...I think that, before we kill a human, one of us shoudl check it for hidden dragon DNA. Those of them that are part dragon..should be allowed to live. Yes, humans will once again fear the meaning of the word DRAGON!"
She pumped her curled fist in the air and lashed her tail.
 
OOC: Wait a minute, ok? I'll tell TDT what we're really supposed to be doing...

"Wait!" she shook her head and it seemed as if a fog cleared. Had Nymbryxion really said a few minutes ago to kill humans? No...the real Nymbryxion never would have said that. It was a spell, she realized, as the looked at Wrath's enormous hide.
"STOP! We're dying here, and violence is not the way to go! We need help..nondragon help. Think about it. You've been put under a spell! STOP!"
 
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Name: Steel Blade

Age: 72

Gender: Female

Colors: Her body is a dark flaming orange color, with a few pale blue streaks faintly showing.

Breath: Steel Blade breathes fire and ice.

Overall appearance: She is long, with a bright dark orange color and a few pale blue streaks showing faintly on her neck. Her skin is not as scaly, but fairly shiny. On her flowing tail there are short spikes stuck out. Having average teeth, she has a slightly longer snout than what general dragons do. She has long wings, which spread out to be like most of the dragons.

Personality: Steel Blade is a cautious dragon, and has the fear of death. Depression comes to her every year, everytime with a related reason to the other. This makes her faint-hearted. She's mostly kind, but defensive and stubborn at times. Not so social because of her occassional silence, but as years pass she gets used to it.

History: A middle dragonet of three, and lived a normal life. She had never had a near-death experience, as long as she could remember. Steel Blade looks up to her grandparents who live far away from her, but visits every 2-3 years, although now they've died. This brings Steel Blade extreme depression. Her younger sister had been quite a problem for a while, until one day she had the courage to scold her younger sister. Then her parents had to leave for a reason the 3 siblings should not know. Steel Blade then lived a hard life with her siblings, until the oldest said that they all were ready to separate, so they did.

OOC: If you don't accept anymore people or just don't accept my form, just er... ignore me. ^^;
 
"We are under a spell! Look inside yourselves. Just yesterday, would you have willingly killed innocent, bystanding humans? I think not!"
She lashed her tail furiously and roared. That mighty roar shook the trees and the earth, so great was her frustration.
"Snap out of it! We ned help, and we need it NOW!"
 
Suddenly, Nymbryxion lunged forward and looked dep into Ice Cube's eyes. For a split second she thought she saw a shadow swirling there, a shadow she had not seen before.
 
"Ice Cube....I want to ask you something. Do you really think the right thing to do is to wipe humans off the earth...or to get help?"
 
"Think...is that really something you would have said yesterday? Are we really shaping up to what humans think we are--heartless monsters that kill innocent humans for no particular reason?"
 
"Hmmmm....Don't look at Wrath for a whole day. Just trust me, okay?"
she flipped her tail sadly. She had some suspicions about Wrath, and she was going to see if they were correct.
 
"Violence isn't always something we must do!" Venomfang still held the dragonet and got up. "I do not wish to fight unless my life depended upon it!"
 
"Mmmmm, finally, someone who agrees," she said, nodding slowly. "Come on, let's go hunt moose like we planned."
She picked up the dragonet, tucked it under her wing, and walked slowly off towards the woods.
 
Wrath retreated to a corner and folded his wings, "Humans helping us? Sounds ridiculous, but if you really believe that, I stay out of your way for a while."
 
Venomfang blinked then growled lowly, moving up beside Nymbryxion. "I care for the young one," He said, taking the dragonet from the other dragon. The dragon felt it was his duty to protect it with his life....even if his own were to suddenly end.....

OOC: I just came up with a human character, so it'll make things more interesting!

Race: Human
Name: Serenia
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: https://img355.imageshack.us/img355/1695/gwranger17hp.jpg
Weapons & Supplies: Her bow and arrow, a short sword. (Hey she's cool ^.^ )
Personality: A kind and generous girl, she is easy to befriend
History: Serenia has been alone all her life. She was abandonded as a very young girl, and grew up with foster parents. She learned archery and sword fighting.
 
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