(This is a second attempt at this rolpeplay. I would like this roleplay to get pretty far for a chance, most of mine never surpass three pages.)
Freezing wind blew across the ancient battlefield, covering it in snow. This was the site of a forgotten battle. The Deities have been attempting to erase the embarrassment of this battle for centuries, for this was the only one they lost. Dragon skeletons lay still, along with broken swords bones, and shields, all encased in ice. However, if one were to inspect the relic closer, they would see mortifying burns. That was what this battle was about, frost and fire. Of course, the Deities only knew about the ice.
The ice that killed so many
The ice that nearly destroyed Sorneith
The ice that would have encased them
The ice that imprisoned her
At the center of the battlefield lay a massive obsidian statue, to which the Flamecaller and the Icewarden both created. It was the only thing that could contain the FrostFire Queen. A dragon that was destined to serve them, not destroy all of them. Luckily, she is imprisoned, or is she? The statue held many cracks and crevices, to an extent where one couldn't count them all. And at that exact same moment, it shattered. Flames started to swirl around the skeleton that emerged from it, along with the blizzard intensifying. "At last, I'm free. Now Sorneith and it's gods shall suffer!" the wind and flames then encased her. When they dissipated, she was gone.
At that same moment, a young spiral awoke, she was wearing a small crown of ice, likely from being buried in the snow too long. "Wh- Where am I? Is anyone there?" and she began to weep, but it was drowned out in the howling wind.
A blue fae visited you in your dreams last night. "Hey there, I have a question." and she giggled "Are you ready to save Sorneith and become a hero? If not, you have to anyway!" and you awoke to the light of day.
Rules:
Also include:
An image of your dragon(s) being play and anything about them.
Freezing wind blew across the ancient battlefield, covering it in snow. This was the site of a forgotten battle. The Deities have been attempting to erase the embarrassment of this battle for centuries, for this was the only one they lost. Dragon skeletons lay still, along with broken swords bones, and shields, all encased in ice. However, if one were to inspect the relic closer, they would see mortifying burns. That was what this battle was about, frost and fire. Of course, the Deities only knew about the ice.
The ice that killed so many
The ice that nearly destroyed Sorneith
The ice that would have encased them
The ice that imprisoned her
At the center of the battlefield lay a massive obsidian statue, to which the Flamecaller and the Icewarden both created. It was the only thing that could contain the FrostFire Queen. A dragon that was destined to serve them, not destroy all of them. Luckily, she is imprisoned, or is she? The statue held many cracks and crevices, to an extent where one couldn't count them all. And at that exact same moment, it shattered. Flames started to swirl around the skeleton that emerged from it, along with the blizzard intensifying. "At last, I'm free. Now Sorneith and it's gods shall suffer!" the wind and flames then encased her. When they dissipated, she was gone.
At that same moment, a young spiral awoke, she was wearing a small crown of ice, likely from being buried in the snow too long. "Wh- Where am I? Is anyone there?" and she began to weep, but it was drowned out in the howling wind.
A blue fae visited you in your dreams last night. "Hey there, I have a question." and she giggled "Are you ready to save Sorneith and become a hero? If not, you have to anyway!" and you awoke to the light of day.
Rules:
- No godmodding or powerplaying
- No more than three dragons per person
- You can't kill another person's dragon unless they are fine with it
Also include:
An image of your dragon(s) being play and anything about them.
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