Roleplay

[center][b]Plot[/b] [/center] The assassin Darkfall gets a mysterious request from a dragon she does not know to take out a dragon. She sets out on her mission only to find that this dragon is impossible to find. She stumbles across a dragon almost exactly the same in her travels and uses a dragon she randomly selected from the clan to spy on this dragon. Hoping to find the answers from this dragon she sticks around the clan, never trully showing herself but there. [b]Name:[/b] Darkfall [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Appearance: [/b][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=39633939] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/396340/39633939_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Personality:[/b] Cold, distant, shows no mercy, a little psychotic, often angry, never talks unless absolutely necessary [b]Background(optional):[/b] Born in a small clan on the outskirts of the Tangled Woods and Scarred Wastelands, Darkfall grew up learning not to trust everyone she met. Her family was harsh and taught her at a young age how to fight and defend herself. Darkfall's parent's were killed by a travelling assassin under the disguise of a merchant. Instead of fearing the assassin, she watched in awe, her once loving attitude for her parents long since gone. The assassin took her under his wing and taught her how to be an assassin. She learned quickly and left when she felt she was ready. Although everything she learned was from the other dragon, she had a very different way of killing. Where he had always used disguises and friendliness to get close to his target she used speed and silence to eliminate her targets. She eventually found her way back to the Tangled Woods, but this time went into the heart of the woods. [b]Name:[/b] Salem [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Appearance: [/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=31906383] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/319064/31906383_350.png[/img] [/url] [b]Personality:[/b] Sweet, caring, gentle, prefers peace but it well accustomed to fighting [b]Background(optional):[/b] Salem grew up in the quiet comforts of the Everbloom Gardens. He could always be found in the trees or tending to his garden. Although he loved his home and the energy of the Everbloom Gardens, he always felt out of place. His answer came to him in the form of a small black cat who appeared to him one day. He chose to follow the cat. It lead him to the Tangled Woods where he felt uneasy but like there was something important to him hidden the dark mists.

Darkfall flicked her tail, batting away the bones of her prey. Her eyes narrowed as she examined the clearing she made her "home" in. She could smell the fae nearby. Snorting she stretched out her leg and flexed her claws, examining them as they glinted in the faint light from nearby mushrooms. A nervous fluttering of wings made her look up as the fae appeared. She grinned under her mask as she noticed the look of fear on his face. She always knew that the leaders of this clan were afraid of her.

" Someone has a request for you. I don't know who it was, I've never seen them before." He says, his wings twitching and fear making his voice much higher than it already was. He throws down a scroll. Darkfall watches as it lands in front of her and slowly unrolls. She pins it down with her claw, the sound of ripping paper echoing and making the small fae jump. She reads the words on the paper before flicking it away with her tail and turning away. Behind her a flutter of wings told her the fae had departed.
Intresting, what an intresting job

Darkfall narrowed her eyes at the brightness of the sun as she left the shadows. The sun glinting off the water in front of her make her growl and turn her head. Her eyes landed on the edge of the Scarred Wasteland. Nothing had changed. It was still the barren, infected land it always had been. She looked away and walked over to the water, taking a sip and looking around for any signs of dragons. She spread her wings and jumped into the air, her large wings sending her into the air much faster than most dragons. Her clothing provided her shade from the sun beating down on her. She looked around before deciding to head to the Sunbeam Ruins, birthplace of the Imperials.

The harsh brightness of the Sunbeam Ruins made her uncomfortable but she had to find the dragon. The dragons around her were casting her suspicious stares. She stuck out with her outfit. She ignored them and narrowed her eyes, examining the dragons around her. None looked like the description she was given.

" Um.. Excuse me? Are you lost? You seem a little out of place..." A small voice trails off next to her. She turns and snarls at the small pearlcatcher. His eyes widen and he scampers off to an older dragon she assumed was his mother. She was glaring at Darkfall. Darkfall examined the area one more time, noting that the dragons were trying to hide the fact that they were rushing to get away from her. She spread her wings and took off once again, the dragons below her all watching her. She swung around and glided through the air, changing direction only once.

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Salem purred in amusement. His small black cat chased his tail around in circles until Salem lifted it just out of the cats reach. It jumped onto its hind legs and stretched it's small legs out to reach it, its claws glinting in the smoky air. A rumble and burst of lava nearby had Salem sweeping his tail out to herd the cat back to him. He looked down at the small cat protectively as it meowed. He lowered his head to the ground and let the cat climb onto his head, proceeding to play with his feathers. He smiled and turned away from the fresh lava stream, heading towards a small mound of rock in the distance.

Darkfall looked down as she flew. It seemed like the Wastes were empty today. Lava seemed to be erupting in a lot of places. She grimaced as she flew into a cloud of ash. Deciding not to fly through the air she dropped to the ground, sending up a cloud of ash. She growled and shook herself off.
Stupid ash is everywhere. She thinks to herself, looking around at the landscape. A movement in the distance catches her eye. She crouches low to the ground and narrows her eyes as the figure suddenly starts moving away. Behind her a cloud of ash erupts into the air.

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Salem smiles as the cat rolls around on his head, occasionally sliding down his neck and running back up. He stops as he feels eyes on him. He looks over at the empty landscape of the Ashfall Wastes. A cloud of ash erupts in the distance but he couldn't see any dragons. He shakes off the feeling ans continues forward, noticing dragons at the base of the rock formation. He tilts his head curiously, his cat copying his movements.