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| Ilovedogs2 | 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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Tamer CS
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 10:22 PM | Message # 476 |
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| Milly
"Then let's go," I said quietly.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 10:24 PM | Message # 477 |
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| Nat
"are you sure you wanna go? your dad...okay then, I'll get you when it's time." I nodded, giving in.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 10:50 PM | Message # 478 |
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| Milly
I walked slowly towards the castle, Just keep going...you can make it. For Tyrone...For Daddy...
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 10:58 PM | Message # 479 |
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| Nat
Bane had followed us relatively quietly...except for his usual stomping on snow. "go on boy. go sleep. they'll want to talk to you also." I followed Milly.
Bane
I looked her up and down and blew air in her hair before snorting quietly. I walked the other way where the dragons were kept.
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:01 PM | Message # 480 |
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| Jorden:
I sighed and looked at Jamie "I wonder what's gonna happen"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:09 PM | Message # 481 |
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| Milly
I stumbled but caught myself, coughing a few times before continuing on.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:11 PM | Message # 482 |
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| Jorden:
I sighed and tried to force myself to sleep.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:11 PM | Message # 483 |
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| Nat
"I can carry you." I offered.
(Spetz, if you're in uniform then just go inside.)
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:16 PM | Message # 484 |
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| Jorden :
It didn't work and I woke up.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:19 PM | Message # 485 |
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| Milly
"No, I've got it," I said, walking on.
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| Brinicle | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:22 PM | Message # 486 |
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Name: Zedd Matthews
Age: 23
Family Crest: A dragon wearing a crown
Class: Bcesui
Body Appearance: 5'11, 168 pounds. His skin is rather pale, since most the work he does is in the kitchen. His hair is short, shaggy, and colored a dark chocolate brown. He also has a light stubble.
Clothes: A short sleeved green tunic with a hood, and black cotton hosen pants. He wears an apron when doing his job, along with leather gloves to prevent burning his hands or getting dirt or germs on the food.
Personality: Quiet, but not shy. He likes to keep things to himself, as he has a pretty vivid imagination, and choose it'd be best to not float it around.
Race: Human
Job: Cook for the Uld-Omnes
Bio: TBR, don't have one completely in mind yet.
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Name: Stache
M/F: M
Age: 7
Appearance: Solid forest green, with royal purple designs on his head and end of tail. His eyes match the shade of purple as well. He's about 12 feet with a wingspan of 6 feet.
Race(s): Venustas
Personality: He is an excellent flyer and gatherer, but can get angry or sad easily since he has very soft emotions.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:22 PM | Message # 487 |
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| Nat
"okay then." I opened the door for her.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:25 PM | Message # 488 |
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| Milly
I walked forward and to the stairs. "I'm going to change," I said.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:27 PM | Message # 489 |
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| Jorden:
I got up and started to pace.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:30 PM | Message # 490 |
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| Nat
and get into my uniform. I followed her. "okay..." I said confused.
(now. anyone wanna TS a few hours?)
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:30 PM | Message # 491 |
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| (Sure)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:40 PM | Message # 492 |
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| (ok. Dillon, your character can watch and listen...but no taking notes. >.>)
Natalie
"Attention!" I called to the troops as they saluted. A group of six council members strode in with folders, looking grim or stoic. Each of them sat in an arc with the middle chair left unseated while they waited for the crown princess to come forward. It was quiet, too quiet. The audience was quiet.
It's time.
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| Raz | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:44 PM | Message # 493 |
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| Betzalel
I was sitting on top of the castle, smoking.
Persona Non Grata
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:45 PM | Message # 494 |
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| Milly
I adjusted my crown and walked in, my hands folded neatly over my dress. I walked for my chair slowly.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:48 PM | Message # 495 |
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| Jorden:
I sighed and walked outside. "Jamie...lets try to help people." I said to her.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:50 PM | Message # 496 |
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| (oh sorry I'm at the meeting)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:50 PM | Message # 497 |
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| (great. I didst think of names. >.<)
Nat
i watch her quietly. they stood up, waiting for her to sit down.
It's time.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:57 PM | Message # 498 |
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| (uh...you're standing with the military...)
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:57 PM | Message # 499 |
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| Milly
I sat down. "Okay, so let's get started. Ornir?" I asked, turning to the man on my left.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 17.November.12, 11:59 PM | Message # 500 |
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| Jorden:
I watched quietly.
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