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Dragon Tamers
Ilovedogs2Date: Su, 04.November.12, 1:05 AM | Message # 1
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After the continents smashed into one another, human kind was almost wiped out by the many earthquakes and tsunami that ravaged the land. Within a decade, towns were slowly built up with some new surprises. Never seen species emerged to find some place to call home. Fights were sometimes reported, however the humans gradually formed symbiotic relationships with many. It was peaceful for some time until the first batch of recent discovered dragon eggs were found.

Eagerly, all species emerged claimed what they thought was theirs. They were mistaken. As the dragons hatched, an unnecessary war erupted. A few uneasy decades past, a rivalry started. A new class had emerged, the tamers. Almost regarded as royalty, history repeated itself. Discontent and unhappiness spreads among the people of all species.

The war started brutally. The 'good' Tamer fought against the 'Evil' Tamers. Brother against brother, friend against friend, the world was split. Dragons and numerous Tamers died as the war persisted for a few years. People hid in fear, hoping the good side would win. However they were mistaken. The 'good' Tamers were almost out of men and dragons that had the heart to fight against their own family members. With a short meeting of the heads, all of them agreed. It was time to leave.

In order to keep their dignity, the nameless group disappeared without a trace vowing one day they'll return. The war was dubbed War of Linaus. The people dubbed the 'good' Tamers, the Franators for the higher families and the Lisflends for the rest. Likewise, the "evil' ones were names Qwaserst. The dragons also fought each other and mysteriously disappeared with their Tamers. After a century, everyone wanted the Franators and the Lisflends back in control to stop the chaos.

As the end of the War of Linaus ended, an uneasy tension lingered for many years that kept building on and on. Many had thought hope was lost when Tamers were pitted against each other and died, whether from injury or the loss of their dragons. After a century passed, no Franators nor Lisflends were seen. Worst of all without the Franators, the world is left in torn pieces.

Years passed, dragons slowly disappeared from mind as history started taking in place that we read at school. Dragons have been killed for sport and almost hunted until extinction. Some sympathetic citizens decided to capture dragons and put them in zoos to save the, from extinction. So they did, the dragons were sadly and quite forcefully barred from their natural world Suddenly everything snapped, dragons roared through cities, stamping on houses and buildings until they were leveled onto the ground. Soldiers that were foolish enough to fight the dragons were one by one killed.

One by one, the dragons escaped back to their homeland, fuming at the thought of the being captured. An uneasy feeling continued as both worlds cried out for the Lisflends and the long forgotten Franators to come back to bring back the peace again.

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RazDate: Tu, 16.July.13, 9:47 PM | Message # 3101
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NarutardDate: Tu, 16.July.13, 9:58 PM | Message # 3102
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"No, I guess not...though I was somewhat busy."


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RazDate: Tu, 16.July.13, 10:01 PM | Message # 3103
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"Alright, well, if you need me I'll be at the Inn."


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NarutardDate: Tu, 16.July.13, 10:22 PM | Message # 3104
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"Um, okay."


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Ilovedogs2Date: Tu, 16.July.13, 10:22 PM | Message # 3105
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Collin

I looked back at her painting, examining the details.


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NarutardDate: Tu, 16.July.13, 10:23 PM | Message # 3106
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RazDate: Tu, 16.July.13, 10:34 PM | Message # 3107
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I stood up and walked away.


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NarutardDate: Tu, 16.July.13, 10:39 PM | Message # 3108
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I returned to the painting, quiet.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Tu, 16.July.13, 10:53 PM | Message # 3109
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"hmph."


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NarutardDate: Tu, 16.July.13, 10:59 PM | Message # 3110
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"What?"


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Ilovedogs2Date: Tu, 16.July.13, 11:11 PM | Message # 3111
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"you shouldn't have admitted to the weakness."


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NarutardDate: We, 17.July.13, 7:58 AM | Message # 3112
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"Really?"


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Ilovedogs2Date: We, 17.July.13, 11:07 AM | Message # 3113
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I sighed. "You'll soon be sick and almost on your deathbed if he told anyone. Then I'll have to rush out and try to stable everything."


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DepressedDuckDate: We, 17.July.13, 11:44 AM | Message # 3114
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(Hey ILD, Isn't Nataline obsessed with dragonology? Because there are some quite large footprints outside the castle walls, and the dragon has, for now, dropped his mind-slipping visage.)

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NarutardDate: We, 17.July.13, 12:04 PM | Message # 3115
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I looked down. "I'm sorry..."


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Ilovedogs2Date: We, 17.July.13, 2:55 PM | Message # 3116
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(uh in a way, she is. She can just dispatch soldiers and let them faint when...no, footprints it is.)

Collin

I scowled at her. "Natalie would agree with me." I kissed her cheek anyways.


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RazDate: We, 17.July.13, 2:59 PM | Message # 3117
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(So wait, people in town can see you Duck?)

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DepressedDuckDate: We, 17.July.13, 3:13 PM | Message # 3118
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(Hmm...I'll say some. Not everyone, due to it's location. From it's distance, it would resemble a tree more, even without aura.)

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RazDate: We, 17.July.13, 3:25 PM | Message # 3119
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(Ah, okay.)
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I saw a rather odd tree in the distance, thankfully my eyesight is better than that of humans.


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Ilovedogs2Date: We, 17.July.13, 3:34 PM | Message # 3120
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Natalie

Not finding Nathan, I went to go search for Bane which didn't take long. I grinned as I hugged his neck. "everyone seems to be avoiding me." I grumbled as I patted his scales.


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DepressedDuckDate: We, 17.July.13, 4:47 PM | Message # 3121
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With the tell-tale sound of scale sliding upon scale, the neck descended back into the valley.

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NarutardDate: We, 17.July.13, 5:05 PM | Message # 3122
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Milly
I turned away from him as he kissed me. He kissed air.


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Ilovedogs2Date: We, 17.July.13, 5:14 PM | Message # 3123
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"Milly... Look I forgive you, but please don't do it again, okay?"


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NarutardDate: We, 17.July.13, 5:16 PM | Message # 3124
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Whatever," I mumbled, grabbing my painting and walking away.


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Ilovedogs2Date: We, 17.July.13, 5:29 PM | Message # 3125
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Collin

I sighed. Women these days. I followed her.


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