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Date: 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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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 0:18 AM | Message # 326

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"watch your tongue. She is just a step lower than me. The initiation is quite fun to watch to prove who she is."

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 1:14 AM | Message # 327

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"got those lazy stragglers to come in?"

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 1:54 AM | Message # 328

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"well then, I expect you all to get into positions and be in attention when we start." i sighed

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 1:59 AM | Message # 329

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 2:13 AM | Message # 330

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(sigh. i don't know Dillon if keeping you like this will impact my plotline...)

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 2:30 AM | Message # 331

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(Debbie, its not like I'm not trying)

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 5:06 PM | Message # 332

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(*grumble* *grumble* *grumble* *grumble* Garsh guys, throwin' parties without me here sad

Debbie, no reason to trash something, if it doesn't go the way you like, make it again and put it in Girls' Only and we'll make it the way we want to.)

Milly
I brushed my hair up, coughing a few times as I placed the ribbon holding it in place. Nat had already left to get ready, so I was alone. Pain swept along my abdomen and I leaned over the sink in pain, coughing and retching as something tore up my wind pipe. It landed in the sink with a torrent of blood, and the coughs didn't stop for a few minutes. I washed out the sink quickly and it drained away. Damn it...that hurts...and I don't think it's done...

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 5:18 PM | Message # 333

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I started to lend them a hand around the party.

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 5:27 PM | Message # 334

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(*sigh* don't remind me. I'm in a depressed mood right now.)

Nat

I scowled quietly in my room, not lining how this had turned out.

Soldier

I knocked on her door. "Princess, you ready?"

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 5:31 PM | Message # 335

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I was still helping out

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 5:48 PM | Message # 336

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Milly
I wiped my mouth off and straightened, adjusting my coat. "Yes, I'm coming," I said, walking out.

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 5:56 PM | Message # 337

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I waited

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 6:13 PM | Message # 338

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Soldier

I looked her up and down, satisfied. "Alright then. I'll escort you downstairs."

Nat

I looked up at Bane who was pretty much disgruntled from the cleaning. "oh hush, this happens once in a lifetime."

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 6:15 PM | Message # 339

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I was waiting for this thing to start.

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 6:18 PM | Message # 340

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Milly
I stumbled a bit walking out. "Do you mind...if I hold onto your elbow?" I asked.

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 6:26 PM | Message # 341

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Nat

I was nervous as I leaned against Bane and I knew he could feel it. Reacting to my emotion, he gently blew air in my hair sending me into quiet giggles.

Soldier

"of course." I pinked.

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 6:30 PM | Message # 342

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I knocked on the door quietly.

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 6:32 PM | Message # 343

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(the ceremony is outside like I said because they wouldn't be able to fit a dragon inside. (well they could but Nah.)-

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 6:33 PM | Message # 344

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Milly
I grasped his elbow firmly. I won't fall...I won't fall...I won't fall...

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 6:35 PM | Message # 345

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I sighed and still waited quietly.

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 6:36 PM | Message # 346

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Nat

All of the guests stood up as soon as the appearance of the royals came in. I watched Milly with a smile. She was beautiful, no wonder other nations wanted her for their sons. I hid my smirk.

(what. am. I. doing? hmph.)

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 6:37 PM | Message # 347

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I led her up to her throne before bowing slightly and returned to my own ranks.

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 6:39 PM | Message # 348

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Woah. I said admiring the royal sitting there. This is my first time seeing a member of the royal family so this was kind of awsome to me.

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Date: Su, 11.November.12, 6:44 PM | Message # 349

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Milly
I sat as my father sat, coughing a few times into a handkerchief. I put it away quickly to hide the red stains spilling through the fabric. I found Nat and smiled at her.

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