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TOPIC | [Closed RP] Stories of Yonder: IC
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@snoopsnip
(GETS WEAKER)

He shuffles awkwardly. "I do not.. dance." He sits and watches him. "I will watch you though." He grins and tilts his head to the side. "Your dancing is quite gorgeous. Well, I have not watched others dance during a festival or anytime really." His tail hits the ground and follows the rhythm of the drums.
@snoopsnip
(GETS WEAKER)

He shuffles awkwardly. "I do not.. dance." He sits and watches him. "I will watch you though." He grins and tilts his head to the side. "Your dancing is quite gorgeous. Well, I have not watched others dance during a festival or anytime really." His tail hits the ground and follows the rhythm of the drums.
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@colm

"Come, now, anyone can dance," Elmendion chimes as he swirls around his partner. He disregards the fluttering sensation in his stomach upon Fern's praise of his dancing. It must just be something he ate. The Celebration foods here are foreign for him. "Just feel the rhythm," he guides the Tundra. "Music is as alive as any of us. It thrums in your veins and beats with your heart. Let it guide you. Mirror me." The Skydancer's wings then catch the air and send him to the sky in a dance of twirls and rhythm.
@colm

"Come, now, anyone can dance," Elmendion chimes as he swirls around his partner. He disregards the fluttering sensation in his stomach upon Fern's praise of his dancing. It must just be something he ate. The Celebration foods here are foreign for him. "Just feel the rhythm," he guides the Tundra. "Music is as alive as any of us. It thrums in your veins and beats with your heart. Let it guide you. Mirror me." The Skydancer's wings then catch the air and send him to the sky in a dance of twirls and rhythm.

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@snoopsnip

Ranceto craned down to the young woman jumping up to reach Nicholas' nose.
"That explains your absence today Wisp. More importantly are you alright? Did Delia's little "experiment" hurt you?"

Wisp nuzzled the imperial's nose with a wide grin as her horns grew back through her forehead and her long tail flicked out from her cloak. Her eyes still kept their deep purple abyss as reptilian pupil, with hints of scales dotting her skin, but she had assumed an unmistakable humanoid form.

"It only hurts a little bit each time I change back and forth, but Delia said I'll get used to it! Maculatum is keeping an eye on me too!"
She chirped and jumped up, her form stretched back into the length of a spiral as she danced around Nicholas and shifted back into a human atop his antlers.

Ranceto signed a breath of relief and looked to Corona.
"Escort him to the library at your earliest convenience buddy will you? He gets full access to the archives he needs."

Corona nodded and swiped up his papers that lay strewn about on his podium, digging up an illuminated orb wrapped in an iron frame.
@snoopsnip

Ranceto craned down to the young woman jumping up to reach Nicholas' nose.
"That explains your absence today Wisp. More importantly are you alright? Did Delia's little "experiment" hurt you?"

Wisp nuzzled the imperial's nose with a wide grin as her horns grew back through her forehead and her long tail flicked out from her cloak. Her eyes still kept their deep purple abyss as reptilian pupil, with hints of scales dotting her skin, but she had assumed an unmistakable humanoid form.

"It only hurts a little bit each time I change back and forth, but Delia said I'll get used to it! Maculatum is keeping an eye on me too!"
She chirped and jumped up, her form stretched back into the length of a spiral as she danced around Nicholas and shifted back into a human atop his antlers.

Ranceto signed a breath of relief and looked to Corona.
"Escort him to the library at your earliest convenience buddy will you? He gets full access to the archives he needs."

Corona nodded and swiped up his papers that lay strewn about on his podium, digging up an illuminated orb wrapped in an iron frame.
@Strawberrium

The Imperial is shell-shocked as the human girl slips between her forms. It takes him a long moment of sitting still in overwhelmed rapture before he manages to make himself move. Sight and sounds echo around him. His ears ring and he feels out of body. Nicholas is afraid to let this glimmer of hope escape him. He holds her in his paws and sits quietly, just watching her. His big red eyes remain blown and entranced.
@Strawberrium

The Imperial is shell-shocked as the human girl slips between her forms. It takes him a long moment of sitting still in overwhelmed rapture before he manages to make himself move. Sight and sounds echo around him. His ears ring and he feels out of body. Nicholas is afraid to let this glimmer of hope escape him. He holds her in his paws and sits quietly, just watching her. His big red eyes remain blown and entranced.

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@snoopsnip

Wisp curled up in Nicholas' hands and shifted back into a human form. Her candles danced around the imperial and as she yawned, the candles flickered along with her. She held her receding tail as it shrunk back into her spine, and rested there peacefully and out of breath.

Ranceto brushed her hair out of her face with a gentle claw and sighed.
"The transformation must've taken a lot out of her on top of being incredibly active...poor thing."
The stars started to emerge from the sky as the group left city hall and into the cool breeze of the Reedcliff Ascent's peak. The wind chimes rang out in gentle harmony as Corona held up the lanturn and gestured to a set of doors carved into a rock wall.

@snoopsnip

Wisp curled up in Nicholas' hands and shifted back into a human form. Her candles danced around the imperial and as she yawned, the candles flickered along with her. She held her receding tail as it shrunk back into her spine, and rested there peacefully and out of breath.

Ranceto brushed her hair out of her face with a gentle claw and sighed.
"The transformation must've taken a lot out of her on top of being incredibly active...poor thing."
The stars started to emerge from the sky as the group left city hall and into the cool breeze of the Reedcliff Ascent's peak. The wind chimes rang out in gentle harmony as Corona held up the lanturn and gestured to a set of doors carved into a rock wall.

@Strawberrium

Ranceto's single claw is so large in comparison to the human girl curled up in Nicholas' paws.
"I...I'm afraid to let her go," the Imperial confesses, "like she's all part of a dream and I'll wake up back in my broken palace with my suffering people...,"
He grows quiet, suddenly lifting his head as he seems to come out of a trance. He looks over to the other Imperial dragon with urgency in his scarlet eyes.
"Good Corona," he says, "I apologize deeply, but my people need me first. If i may come stay in your library another time? Right now I feel it is most pressing that I go to Delia to obtain the countercurse."
Nicholas gets up to his crooked feet as he speaks. His scales are glittering in the late evening light as fire rumbles around his heart.
@Strawberrium

Ranceto's single claw is so large in comparison to the human girl curled up in Nicholas' paws.
"I...I'm afraid to let her go," the Imperial confesses, "like she's all part of a dream and I'll wake up back in my broken palace with my suffering people...,"
He grows quiet, suddenly lifting his head as he seems to come out of a trance. He looks over to the other Imperial dragon with urgency in his scarlet eyes.
"Good Corona," he says, "I apologize deeply, but my people need me first. If i may come stay in your library another time? Right now I feel it is most pressing that I go to Delia to obtain the countercurse."
Nicholas gets up to his crooked feet as he speaks. His scales are glittering in the late evening light as fire rumbles around his heart.

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@SnoopSnip
Corona nodded and flapped his golden translucent wings with a powerful gust of wind down the hill and into the cliffs beyond.
Ranceto gently nudged Wisp with his long snout and smiled as she stretched out her whole body in Nicholas' paws.
"Wisp, take him to Delia will you?"

She wiped her eyes open and hopped up into the sky sprouting her wings on her back, arms, and legs. Wisp dove down the cliffs and laughed all the way down.
"Come on Nicholas! Delia's waiting!!"

Her form skipped in the air just as nimbly as her draconic form, she gave Nicholas a wide grin and conjured her candles to guide him in the night breeze.
@SnoopSnip
Corona nodded and flapped his golden translucent wings with a powerful gust of wind down the hill and into the cliffs beyond.
Ranceto gently nudged Wisp with his long snout and smiled as she stretched out her whole body in Nicholas' paws.
"Wisp, take him to Delia will you?"

She wiped her eyes open and hopped up into the sky sprouting her wings on her back, arms, and legs. Wisp dove down the cliffs and laughed all the way down.
"Come on Nicholas! Delia's waiting!!"

Her form skipped in the air just as nimbly as her draconic form, she gave Nicholas a wide grin and conjured her candles to guide him in the night breeze.
@Strawberrium

Nicholas watches after Corona. He likes the company of that dragon, he decides, before following the girl. His steps are light as he bounds along the cliffs. His great body is lithe like a sky serpent. They both leave Ranceto and journey through the outskirts of yonder. The sun has set below the windblown ridges. The stars wink from the heavens and shimmer over the twinkling celebration in the heart of the city.
The Imperial enters the caverns with gentle steps. He's fallen back into his trancelike state as his heart thunders in his breast and his blood thrums wildly in his ears. He rides the overwhelming excitement. The answer to so many prayers is just within his reach. He struggles to remain calmly composed.
"Madame Delia," He approaches the Wildclaw, "it is an honor."
@Strawberrium

Nicholas watches after Corona. He likes the company of that dragon, he decides, before following the girl. His steps are light as he bounds along the cliffs. His great body is lithe like a sky serpent. They both leave Ranceto and journey through the outskirts of yonder. The sun has set below the windblown ridges. The stars wink from the heavens and shimmer over the twinkling celebration in the heart of the city.
The Imperial enters the caverns with gentle steps. He's fallen back into his trancelike state as his heart thunders in his breast and his blood thrums wildly in his ears. He rides the overwhelming excitement. The answer to so many prayers is just within his reach. He struggles to remain calmly composed.
"Madame Delia," He approaches the Wildclaw, "it is an honor."

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@snoopsnip

Delia had a wicked grin plastered across her pale face as she held orange vials in her claws outside her bramble infested home. Her blight nymph fluttered around her and curiously flew over to Nicholas.
"You must be Nicholas, and by the look of Wisp's condition she seems to have taken the potion just fine. Excellent!!"

Wisp tripped over her new human feet and tumbled across the ground, laughing as she rolled towards the bramble infested hut and even giggling in her dizzy state. The vials bubbled inside their beakers and their warmth radiated all the way to Nicholas.
Delia held out her hand to the imperial.

"As per requested, it has been done. My alchemical prowess and Wisp's magic, simply...divine"
She popped the cork off of one of the vials and held it up above her head. Yellow plumes of smoke wheezed out from the vial and spun around in a noxious twirl.
"There's plenty more of this batch where this came from, all that's left is to drink up...It might hurt a little bit at the beginning but it'll pass I promise! Let the pain take you where you need to go."
@snoopsnip

Delia had a wicked grin plastered across her pale face as she held orange vials in her claws outside her bramble infested home. Her blight nymph fluttered around her and curiously flew over to Nicholas.
"You must be Nicholas, and by the look of Wisp's condition she seems to have taken the potion just fine. Excellent!!"

Wisp tripped over her new human feet and tumbled across the ground, laughing as she rolled towards the bramble infested hut and even giggling in her dizzy state. The vials bubbled inside their beakers and their warmth radiated all the way to Nicholas.
Delia held out her hand to the imperial.

"As per requested, it has been done. My alchemical prowess and Wisp's magic, simply...divine"
She popped the cork off of one of the vials and held it up above her head. Yellow plumes of smoke wheezed out from the vial and spun around in a noxious twirl.
"There's plenty more of this batch where this came from, all that's left is to drink up...It might hurt a little bit at the beginning but it'll pass I promise! Let the pain take you where you need to go."
@Strawberrium

The Imperial hesitates for a brief moment as he reaches for the bubbling vial. What's about to happen in monumental. For centuries he and his people have been locked, trapped in these creatures bodies. What will it finally be like to be normal once more?

Nicholas holds the vial in his paw for a long moment. "I worry not about the pain," he eventually tells the Wildclaw. "Nothing can hurt as much as being powerless for so long to help my own people. Madame Delia...," he says quietly. His voice is sincere with a strong, reigned back emotion. "Thank you."

With that, the dragon closes his eyes tightly and swallows the potion. It goes down sweet like honey and radiates with warmth through his veins. It settles, pooling in his stomach, and all is quiet. Then the pain hits. It comes as a pang of discomfort that rips through his belly. It causes Nicholas to gasp and bend in on himself in a rather human-esque manner. The vial shatters on the floor as his body burns. His scales are splitting and his jaws pop as his teeth recede. Claws bend into soft fingers.

Nicholas is shivering where he stands. He feels as though a freight train has slammed into his body. Gingerly he cradles his head as he catches his breath. The world around him blurs violently. Sound and sight swim all together in a nauseating conglomeration. It hurts to try and open his eyes.

He grows very, very still, however, when his vision clears enough to make out the human hands that he's pressed over his eyes.

"May I please have a looking mirror?" He asks softly. Nicholas barely recognizes his own voice, his real voice, after so many years of it being warped and rumbled through the jaws of a dragon.
@Strawberrium

The Imperial hesitates for a brief moment as he reaches for the bubbling vial. What's about to happen in monumental. For centuries he and his people have been locked, trapped in these creatures bodies. What will it finally be like to be normal once more?

Nicholas holds the vial in his paw for a long moment. "I worry not about the pain," he eventually tells the Wildclaw. "Nothing can hurt as much as being powerless for so long to help my own people. Madame Delia...," he says quietly. His voice is sincere with a strong, reigned back emotion. "Thank you."

With that, the dragon closes his eyes tightly and swallows the potion. It goes down sweet like honey and radiates with warmth through his veins. It settles, pooling in his stomach, and all is quiet. Then the pain hits. It comes as a pang of discomfort that rips through his belly. It causes Nicholas to gasp and bend in on himself in a rather human-esque manner. The vial shatters on the floor as his body burns. His scales are splitting and his jaws pop as his teeth recede. Claws bend into soft fingers.

Nicholas is shivering where he stands. He feels as though a freight train has slammed into his body. Gingerly he cradles his head as he catches his breath. The world around him blurs violently. Sound and sight swim all together in a nauseating conglomeration. It hurts to try and open his eyes.

He grows very, very still, however, when his vision clears enough to make out the human hands that he's pressed over his eyes.

"May I please have a looking mirror?" He asks softly. Nicholas barely recognizes his own voice, his real voice, after so many years of it being warped and rumbled through the jaws of a dragon.

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