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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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NarutardDate: Th, 25.July.13, 3:27 PM | Message # 3476
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I smiled.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Th, 25.July.13, 7:18 PM | Message # 3477
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Natalie

I just leaned against his chest.


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NarutardDate: Th, 25.July.13, 11:26 PM | Message # 3478
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Nate
I held her.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Th, 25.July.13, 11:33 PM | Message # 3479
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Collin

"are you sure he won't hurt Milly?"

Natalie

I looked over at Collin, quietly. He sure seems to take the news calmly. "I don't think he would."


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DepressedDuckDate: Th, 25.July.13, 11:34 PM | Message # 3480
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As the white dragon flew off, Matra watched.
He could see the colored dot on it's back. 
Shame. The little one was so kind. So kind...
Matra, out of shift, walked back over to the castle wall.


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NarutardDate: Th, 25.July.13, 11:34 PM | Message # 3481
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"She's to valuable. I mean...what if her sickness goes.,.two ways?"


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Ilovedogs2Date: Th, 25.July.13, 11:38 PM | Message # 3482
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Collin

"two ways?" I repeated, confused.

Natalie

I just groaned.


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NarutardDate: Th, 25.July.13, 11:41 PM | Message # 3483
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"If she gets hurt, something happens here."


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DepressedDuckDate: Th, 25.July.13, 11:42 PM | Message # 3484
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He started to comb the castle windows. Room by room.
By now, guards had noticed. They began to group in the courtyard,
The first head kept looking from room to room. The other looked down upon the heads of the guards.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Th, 25.July.13, 11:45 PM | Message # 3485
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Natalie

I sighed. "more work for me."


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NarutardDate: Th, 25.July.13, 11:46 PM | Message # 3486
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"Milly's friend is back," I nodded to the massive dragon filling the courtyard.


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DepressedDuckDate: Th, 25.July.13, 11:48 PM | Message # 3487
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The head facing the guards looked among them, many of them cowering in fright. Matra feared no man.
The second head found a room with 3 young people in them, talking amongst themselfs. Matra simply watched from the window.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Th, 25.July.13, 11:53 PM | Message # 3488
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Natalie

"and at my window." I stared in awe before stumbling to open the window.

Collin

I just stared.


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DepressedDuckDate: Th, 25.July.13, 11:55 PM | Message # 3489
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"She has left?" Said the one head.

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NarutardDate: Th, 25.July.13, 11:57 PM | Message # 3490
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Nate
I watched quietly. "Taken."

Milly
After being fed I was led into a sort of entertainment room, where Noire lay as the centerpiece. She looked at me with her dead eyes and my uncle's hand on my elbow felt suddenly colder.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Fr, 26.July.13, 0:01 AM | Message # 3491
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Natalie

"unfortunately..."

Collin

"did you see where they went?"


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DepressedDuckDate: Fr, 26.July.13, 0:01 AM | Message # 3492
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He blinked slowly.
"A...Shame. She was...For peace. A...strange choice. Most others...who choose that path...Eventually die. I...gifted her my scale as protection...to no...avail."


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NarutardDate: Fr, 26.July.13, 0:04 AM | Message # 3493
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Nate
"We'll get her back though."

Milly
I sat on the couch, silent. "It's a pity you don't have a dragon, my dear," my uncle sighed.


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DepressedDuckDate: Fr, 26.July.13, 0:08 AM | Message # 3494
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"Getting...Her back..."
He chuckled.
"Why?"


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Ilovedogs2Date: Fr, 26.July.13, 0:11 AM | Message # 3495
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Collin

"I have to get her back. She means everything to me."


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NarutardDate: Fr, 26.July.13, 0:13 AM | Message # 3496
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"And she's our queen. If we can get her back, why not?"


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DepressedDuckDate: Fr, 26.July.13, 0:14 AM | Message # 3497
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Oh. Love.
"Everything...Love, how...strange."
The other head snaked over the first, to look back on the other side of the castle.
"What...does her absense...mean?"


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Ilovedogs2Date: Fr, 26.July.13, 0:22 AM | Message # 3498
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Natalie

"chaos...and I'll be forced to do what I hate to do."


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NarutardDate: Fr, 26.July.13, 0:22 AM | Message # 3499
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Nate
"Very scared people. Causing damage everywhere."


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DepressedDuckDate: Fr, 26.July.13, 0:23 AM | Message # 3500
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"Chaos."
His mouth contorted from a plain face to somewhat of a snare.
"Do...you know...what Chaos is? What...It really...is?"


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