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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: Fr, 07.December.12, 9:44 PM | Message # 1076
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Milly
"Thank you," I said quietly, getting back down from the stage.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Fr, 07.December.12, 9:52 PM | Message # 1077
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Marshall

I stood back up to the stage when no one else came up. "Thank you all for coming up here and talking. Our beloved king is now rested with Tyrone forever beside him. We come to the last stage of his life. He wished to be cremated and it shall be done." I took two torches from my aides and nodded towards the siblings to come forward.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:07 PM | Message # 1078
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Milly
I grabbed tight to David's hand. "Don't let go," I whispered.


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RazDate: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:10 PM | Message # 1079
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I walked to the Funeral with a Cigarette barely hanging in my mouth.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:15 PM | Message # 1080
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David

"Course not." I held it tightly as I led her to the pastor.

Marshall

I gave them each a torch.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:16 PM | Message # 1081
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Milly
I gripped the torch with my free hand.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:20 PM | Message # 1082
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David

I took one also with my left hand.

Marshall

I led the two of them into the forest.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:25 PM | Message # 1083
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Milly
I breathed a quiet sigh as we moved out of the vision of the people.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:31 PM | Message # 1084
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Marshall

I stopped a respectful distance from the bodies. "light the wood up."

David

I looked down at Milly, not quite ready for this.


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RazDate: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:32 PM | Message # 1085
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Betzalel
I had followed them into the Forest.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:34 PM | Message # 1086
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(>.>)

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RazDate: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:35 PM | Message # 1087
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(What is it this time.)

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Ilovedogs2Date: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:45 PM | Message # 1088
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(its family only that are allowed to head in.)

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RazDate: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:46 PM | Message # 1089
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(Fine, I just won't argue because it'll only piss me off.)

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NarutardDate: Fr, 07.December.12, 10:50 PM | Message # 1090
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Milly
I walked forward and pressed the torch to the covered forms.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Sa, 08.December.12, 0:01 AM | Message # 1091
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David

Tears slipped down from my cheeks as I added the growing fire with mine.


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 08.December.12, 1:07 PM | Message # 1092
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Jorden:

After they left, the let the rest of us leave to give the family some space. I left for a store, getting my first paycheck as a soildger and looked around for something to give to the new Queen. She needs some good in her life, after losing her father. I eventually settled on an empty locket, that way she can open it and look at her dad, if she has a picture. If not, atleast its pretty

Trace:

I walked into the King's throne room and kneeled. "Sir, I must say its rather honerable of you to not, attack them at their funeral"


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Ilovedogs2Date: Sa, 08.December.12, 1:53 PM | Message # 1093
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(she isn't officially a queen yet...I'm still thinking of what to do with her coronation in order to add on with the funeral...hmm.)

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NarutardDate: Sa, 08.December.12, 4:24 PM | Message # 1094
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(:P)
Milly
I watched the flames grow in size and took a step back.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Sa, 08.December.12, 4:34 PM | Message # 1095
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(>.< I think I know a way now...)

David

"goodbye dad." I choked out quietly.


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NarutardDate: Sa, 08.December.12, 4:51 PM | Message # 1096
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Milly
"Bye," I whispered.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Sa, 08.December.12, 5:02 PM | Message # 1097
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David

I hugged her tightly.

Marshall

I leaned against a tree, watching.


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NarutardDate: Sa, 08.December.12, 5:23 PM | Message # 1098
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Milly
I hugged him back.

Scarborough
"Why should I?"


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Ilovedogs2Date: Sa, 08.December.12, 5:46 PM | Message # 1099
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Marshall

I hugged them both. "he's in a better place now." I whispered.

David

I nodded, sniffing.


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Dillon0909Date: Su, 09.December.12, 1:03 AM | Message # 1100
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Trace:

"Just saying its honerable...which is a trait I admire"

Jorden:

I was waiting for the Princess to get back


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