An Unexpected Invitation }{ Misty weather

[Arias]

A dark dragon loomed over the sky, her wings beating slowly and droplets of sparkling liquid - a shade of deep red - leaking from her bodice. Tiamat had had a rough encounter with another opposing dragon when crossing the Middle borders of Valear to the South and lost, suffering many gashes and wounds from the long violent engagement. She peered down before her and saw wide-spread trees, the colours of dark oak, disperced all around the landscape and a light misty haze shadowed the base of the whole forest. Unable to sustain her steady flight she faultered and dropped a few metres, her belly just rubbing the uppermost leaves of the trees and leaving a faint trail of trickling blood above its treetops. She couldn't last much longer and sooner she would have to find a place to rest but she continued on, fighting from exhaustion looking for a more suitable place to recover but alas, fell into a quick state of lost perspecacious and dropped into the canopy, the branches scraping at her dark shine-deprived scales and puncturing the membranes of her wings. She woke wearily and with a weak last beat of her wings, rose a few inches then pumelled to the ground crashing to the floor creating a long-stretched crater that went for metres. Birds flew from the sudden interruption of the forest and sounds of ravens screeched from the sudden silence that followed the crash. The commotion the forest was creating would have surely alarmed anyone who was travelling the treacherous trails the forest gave.

Tiamat's wings stretched over her worn body and her spiked tail stood still behind her. Her inherited talisman stood dangling from her neck held onto a string of linked chains. With bated breath fell into a temporary unconsciousness and lay silent.

[EDIT]Ooc: Forgot to note, when you post my character will then regain her senses and use her powers to absorb light around her and change into her human form, x3
Ooc: Just getting warmed up so this is just a warm up thread. Makes no difference between any other thread so RP as you do normally! <3 -

[ShadowSlayer]

OOC: Aha!, here's my chance to RP with ya, . Although I'm using this character in another RP, I see no reason to use another, rendering the efforts of needing another character profile, useless.....As for my post this morning, it is not as efficient as I had hoped it to be. Usually I have time to edit it and re-edit it, but maybe it's because it's around 3:10 A.M C.D.T.....


Rogan walked through the forest, taking in sounds of wildlife, and listening to the wind caress the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees. Suddenly he saw a massive shadow swoop over the trees. He instinctively ducked down, gripping his sword in the process. 'Damn.....', he thought to himself. 'More unfriendly people......' Rogan had been battling in the war for quite some time, and had eventually tired of it. During the battle for a small territory, he quickly 'escaped', leaving others to presume he was dead. He grinned thinking of this, and how his evasiveness had helped him in similar situations. Now with his body hugging the ground, he looked around making sure that he wasn't surrounded or about to be attacked. After he was sure no one had detected his presence, he stood up, wiping the loose dirt from his pants and shirt. He walked for about 10 feet, when his curiosity got to him. Quickly changing directions, Rogan went in the direction of which the creature flew.

[Arias]

The sound of chattering coins filled Tiamat's sense and she awoke abruptly. She pushed herself on all fours and scanned all around her only to see an endless dark void. She was confused, her cuts had gone, the darkness, tranquil and calm to her like the feeling of returning home from a long trip. The feeling was somehow unfamiliar but she welcomed it, the euphoria slightly taking over.

Tiamat took a step forward, another another, her hind legs following along. She looked from side to side to see if anything was different but nothing. Just a stagnant space. Then suddenly a small twinkling light appeared, sparkling infront of her illuminating the surrounding darkness. She stopped, shielding her eyes with her front paw and squinting as the light shone brighter and more blinding.

Out of all the beams of light stood proudly a familiar Light dragon, beautiful white scales and gigantic wings with pale blue membranes. The Light Dragon took a leap forward, closing the distance between itself and Tiamat. It's aura of shining brilliance seemed to glow strongly the more it purged of the darkness.

Tiamat just stared, in awe, wondering why he or she was here but before she could comprehend she peered down to notice her paw was opening wounds and blood was dripping away. Her body was slowly being cutted by an invisible sword and she stagged back. She then felt the pain but... her body did'nt react to it at all. She just stared, dazed. More cuts were opening up and blood was flowing freely, the pain was incinerating. She tore her eyes away from he wounds and looked at the Light dragon and then finally realising who it was... the symbol dangling on it's chest, never noticing it before. She recognised it instantly.
"You are--" the light was getting so strong that it got to the point that she felt she was in heaven but she awoke.

"Graaar!" she growled, wincing not only at the dream but the pain her wounds induced. Tiamat managed to stand on her hind legs, aggravating her scars along her legs to open. Using her paws to support herself she focused her power of the darkness and absorbed light from within a two metre radius, enveloping herself in a black haze. As the blackness disappeared the dragon was gone, but in it's place was a female - not any older than 18 - kneeling on one left knee, her right hand clutching her left shoulder.
Her breathing came in long hard gasps and she felt very stiff in the legs.

Tiamat took half a minute to calm down and examine her crash site. She looked behind her to see a giant far-stretched crater and below a tail which belonged to hers which she hid with the hems of her clothing. She cursed at it and slowly forced herself to stand on to legs despite the pain. The sun beams that managed to sneak in through the leaves stroked her face which highlighted her brown shoulder lengthed hair and unblemished skin, the illusion wiped all existence of scars and wounds but she could feel them, and made prominent her white silk cloak she wore with an undershirt beneath it and and simple skirt underneath that.

Tiamat wouldn't be able to fly properly until she recovered and she didn't know what would happen from now.OoC: Bit of Tiamat story time! -

[Dezmond]

Dezmond scanned the vast green landscape for any sign of disturbance. He had been sitting atop a high hill's cavern, which seemed to be blocked by impenetrable rocks. It did not seem like the cavern was worth the visit, so he finally came to a conclusion that, instead of exploration, he would sit atop it and connect with the heavens. The cleansed thoughts of other Seraphim sank into his mind as he sat, one arm around his leg which was bent close to his body, his hat clutched in his hand. His cloak flapped and his hair waved in the gusts of wind passing by.

His head was facing the ever-blue sky with random clouds scattered here and there, but his mind was as clear as pure crystal. His eyes closed, he whispered as he connected with the other Seraphim, as if in some kind of gathering. He was sent here, to Valear, to rid it of evil and wars. But, all of a sudden, his discussion was interrupted as a loud crash erupted from nowhere. He opened his eyes immediately to find that something had fallen somewhere in the forest. He had heard distant flapping before.

A crease of thought forming betwixt his eyebrows, Dezmond's eyes did not leave the area where he determined the thing crashed into, as a large flock of birds escaped the surrounding area and the trees became mobile unnaturally. He outstretched his arms and a blinding white light washed his entire body. He was no longer wearing any clothes: his body was now completely concealed by an everlasting radiance as six angelic wings sprouted from his back and he stood up straight.

He would see to it that the supposedly fallen item would not be left alone, had it been an item, or that the supposedly injured creature would not be left unattended, had it been a creature, but still; he would not approach it too closely. His wings flapped once against the now ferocious gales and Dezmond, his arms still outstretched gracefully, let himself fall off the edge of the cliff gently. Bracing himself, he elegantly curved his direction so that he was now flying straight through the air, wisps of atmosphere stroking by his streamlined shape as he soared through the air.

He could see it: but then again, he could not. The Seraphim watched as all the light was sucked from the region and he at last knew that this was the zone he was going to inspect in due time. At last, he dove down to a nearby area of trees, away from the darkness, and rotated his body so he was now in a standing position. He floated gently into the canopy and rested atop a large branch, his wings sinking back into his being but the Seraphic form remaining. Then, Dezmond gently floated down to the ground, inspecting the area carefully for anything suspicious, and several beams of light formed a glorious, long silver Seraphim's sword appeared in his right hand.

Hiding behind a tree, his sword close to him, he peered down into the vicinity of the crater and noticed a young woman.

[Arias]

Tiamat took a step forward and found the pain excruciating but she beared on. It was then she noticed something unusual wafting in the air. Tiamat stopped and paused to sniff, taking the scent in and pinpointing where it was coming from,

'Behind me,' she noted, her eyes shifting behind her as she tried to detect what creature would make an absurd smell.

Tiamat turned around and began walking backwards slowly, waiting for movement when another smell came into her presense. This one was also unfamiliar but she could smell sweat coming from the direction behind her, and it was slowly getting stronger,

'It's coming here.'

Tiamat was stuck between two foreign smells that she could not identity and she was gravely wounded. Tiamat made a dash, out of the way of the conflicting smells when she tripped and fell forward, sliding on the ground. Quickly getting to her feet she came to a decision that she would not be able to run properly on two legs yet,

"Come out! I will fight you!"
Wow, elite posts makes me edgy because I'm not good enough.... -

[ShadowSlayer]

Rogan climbed up to the top of the next hill. His black eyes gazed down into the small valley, and he saw an unusually large crater. He noticed that the calls of nature had also stopped. It was........quiet. He studied the surrounding area to the east and west of the crater. 'It's still here,' he thought to himself. Gripping his sword hilt, he body went rigid. "Wake up Baraga, you're being summoned." The wisp of a dark shadow slowly crept out of the hilt of the sword. It slid out of the small gap, and entwined the hilt of the sword, doubling back and slowly encased his left arm. The shadow lingered on his arm, then as if seeping through the skin, slowly dissipated. Rogan stood upright once more, eyes deep crimson. He started to walk down into the valley.