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(I know his name is Master, but for the sake of the rp can it be Amon?)
Amon was a rather heavily built wildclaw. Every muscle in his body was polished through hundreds of hours of training. He heard something in the woods he was in, it was a small fae, chased by some chimeras. It was a rather rare scene even for someone like him. He sttod his ground waiting for the fae to approach him, and then snap, he caught her. Unfortunately for the fae, wildclaws have rather small paws, so he caught her in his mouth. Amon was skilled at what he was doing so non of his fangs pierced her.
He took out his sword and faced the chimeras, he spread his wings out, making him larger then he is, a way to scare stupid beasts. He growled at them, considering he had something in his mouth it was the best he could do. It sounded fierce nontheless. He preffered to scare away the beasts rather then kill them off. He was capable of both.
Amon caught the fae by her hind, so she could take a good look at him. He was a shadow dragon, furthermore he had a [url=http://www.thesectofthehornedgod.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Slide5.png]mark[/url] on his neck. This sign was burnt into his skin, and many dragons knew what it meant. Amon was a paid mercinary, belonging to the dark brotherhood, which specialised in killing for money.(skyrim reference :3) This dragon is a killer, and she was held in his mouth. If she looked further she could see his chimes, they didnt consist of animal bones, they consisted of dragon fangs, from spiral all the way to imperial. No fae fang though. He had three fae skulls on a necklace around his neck.
/maybe a change of heart plot?
(I know his name is Master, but for the sake of the rp can it be Amon?)
Amon was a rather heavily built wildclaw. Every muscle in his body was polished through hundreds of hours of training. He heard something in the woods he was in, it was a small fae, chased by some chimeras. It was a rather rare scene even for someone like him. He sttod his ground waiting for the fae to approach him, and then snap, he caught her. Unfortunately for the fae, wildclaws have rather small paws, so he caught her in his mouth. Amon was skilled at what he was doing so non of his fangs pierced her.
He took out his sword and faced the chimeras, he spread his wings out, making him larger then he is, a way to scare stupid beasts. He growled at them, considering he had something in his mouth it was the best he could do. It sounded fierce nontheless. He preffered to scare away the beasts rather then kill them off. He was capable of both.
Amon caught the fae by her hind, so she could take a good look at him. He was a shadow dragon, furthermore he had a
mark on his neck. This sign was burnt into his skin, and many dragons knew what it meant. Amon was a paid mercinary, belonging to the dark brotherhood, which specialised in killing for money.(skyrim reference :3) This dragon is a killer, and she was held in his mouth. If she looked further she could see his chimes, they didnt consist of animal bones, they consisted of dragon fangs, from spiral all the way to imperial. No fae fang though. He had three fae skulls on a necklace around his neck.
/maybe a change of heart plot?
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Hilda didn't have time to react before she was snapped up by a pair of maws, only able to cry out softly. The growl that vibrated her bones and set her teeth on edge automatically caused her to fall silent. The last thing she wanted was to be bitten by the sharp teeth caging her in.
When she was flung into the air and caught by her tail, her wings spread automatically and she hissed feebly. "Let me go!" She snapped, writhing around weakly. She noticed the accessories after a moment, eyeing them warily as she finally managed to right herself. Although she couldn't go anywhere due to his grip on his tail, she still preferred to be in the air on her own will. "What do you want?" She grumbled, her own morals making her feel as if she owed him something in return for him saving her.
(sure!)
Hilda didn't have time to react before she was snapped up by a pair of maws, only able to cry out softly. The growl that vibrated her bones and set her teeth on edge automatically caused her to fall silent. The last thing she wanted was to be bitten by the sharp teeth caging her in.
When she was flung into the air and caught by her tail, her wings spread automatically and she hissed feebly. "Let me go!" She snapped, writhing around weakly. She noticed the accessories after a moment, eyeing them warily as she finally managed to right herself. Although she couldn't go anywhere due to his grip on his tail, she still preferred to be in the air on her own will. "What do you want?" She grumbled, her own morals making her feel as if she owed him something in return for him saving her.
(sure!)
The soft rustle of leaves echo out from the treeline, a bogsneak emerging soon after. She looks as if she was made of water, a fish even swimming around through the chasm of her body. She watches you for a moment before nodding her head slightly and handing you the letter she had clutched in her talons. A mere moment later, she was gone.
When Amon was sure the chimeras were gonee he bent his wing and spat Hilda onto it.
- I want nothing from you, you seemed like you needed help so I offered it to you. Your wing is torn in a bqd way and I doubt you will be able to go far with it.
He said and pointed at her wing. His draconian was rusty. He didnt get to use it often.
- Im sorry I had to catch you with my snout, as a wildclaw my hands are rather small.
Amon added
When Amon was sure the chimeras were gonee he bent his wing and spat Hilda onto it.
- I want nothing from you, you seemed like you needed help so I offered it to you. Your wing is torn in a bqd way and I doubt you will be able to go far with it.
He said and pointed at her wing. His draconian was rusty. He didnt get to use it often.
- Im sorry I had to catch you with my snout, as a wildclaw my hands are rather small.
Amon added
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Hilda rolled down the curve of his wing before stopping and climbing onto her feet, grimacing lightly. She eyed him suspiciously, especially the small skulls.
"...Thank you," She replied after a moment, before tucking her wing closer to her body in an attempt to hide the tears.
"I know it's injured," she muttered, "but it's not like I have a nest to go back to anymore. The pack split and followed my scent back to the nest."
Hilda rolled down the curve of his wing before stopping and climbing onto her feet, grimacing lightly. She eyed him suspiciously, especially the small skulls.
"...Thank you," She replied after a moment, before tucking her wing closer to her body in an attempt to hide the tears.
"I know it's injured," she muttered, "but it's not like I have a nest to go back to anymore. The pack split and followed my scent back to the nest."
The soft rustle of leaves echo out from the treeline, a bogsneak emerging soon after. She looks as if she was made of water, a fish even swimming around through the chasm of her body. She watches you for a moment before nodding her head slightly and handing you the letter she had clutched in her talons. A mere moment later, she was gone.
- I dont have any contracts at the moment, I could help you find one of your own. Unless you would feel uncomfortable with me.
He said as if it was nothing. He was a dragon like any other. Except his profession was killing other dragons.
- Besides with that wing you will be someones grub in no time.
- I dont have any contracts at the moment, I could help you find one of your own. Unless you would feel uncomfortable with me.
He said as if it was nothing. He was a dragon like any other. Except his profession was killing other dragons.
- Besides with that wing you will be someones grub in no time.
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"Why are you helping me?" She retorted, hunching over defensively. "You have no reason to help me. No reason to find me a nest." The tiny Fae looked around before giving a small sigh. She had no idea where she was anymore. No idea where water was, and she wasn't a survivalist. The best she could do to make a living was sell the things she created with alchemy and from foraging.
"Why are you helping me?" She retorted, hunching over defensively. "You have no reason to help me. No reason to find me a nest." The tiny Fae looked around before giving a small sigh. She had no idea where she was anymore. No idea where water was, and she wasn't a survivalist. The best she could do to make a living was sell the things she created with alchemy and from foraging.
The soft rustle of leaves echo out from the treeline, a bogsneak emerging soon after. She looks as if she was made of water, a fish even swimming around through the chasm of her body. She watches you for a moment before nodding her head slightly and handing you the letter she had clutched in her talons. A mere moment later, she was gone.
- I have no reason but you look like you need help. These parts of the woods are rather dangerous and with an injured wing you wont get far. Yet I do not insist on it. If you please I can just leave you be.
He answered slowly. Unlike her he was a survivalist. He knew how to fend for himself and knew exactly how to find food or water. A useful trait, if not considering who is.
- I do realise I make other dragons uncomfortable.
He added and licked the side of his snout.
- I have no reason but you look like you need help. These parts of the woods are rather dangerous and with an injured wing you wont get far. Yet I do not insist on it. If you please I can just leave you be.
He answered slowly. Unlike her he was a survivalist. He knew how to fend for himself and knew exactly how to find food or water. A useful trait, if not considering who is.
- I do realise I make other dragons uncomfortable.
He added and licked the side of his snout.
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Her eyes narrowed but she huffed softly.
"Alright... fine..." she murmured after a moment, "thank you."
Hilda sighed and her wings slumped.
"I know alchemy," she murmured after a moment, "but im pretty useless at most other stuff..."
Her eyes narrowed but she huffed softly.
"Alright... fine..." she murmured after a moment, "thank you."
Hilda sighed and her wings slumped.
"I know alchemy," she murmured after a moment, "but im pretty useless at most other stuff..."
The soft rustle of leaves echo out from the treeline, a bogsneak emerging soon after. She looks as if she was made of water, a fish even swimming around through the chasm of her body. She watches you for a moment before nodding her head slightly and handing you the letter she had clutched in her talons. A mere moment later, she was gone.
- Im Amon by the way. What can you make with alchemy, little fae?
He asked to keep up the conversation. He stared walking towards a place where he knew there was fresh water, assuming she might be thirsty after running away from the chimeras. He was walking slowly though. Taking his time.
- Im Amon by the way. What can you make with alchemy, little fae?
He asked to keep up the conversation. He stared walking towards a place where he knew there was fresh water, assuming she might be thirsty after running away from the chimeras. He was walking slowly though. Taking his time.
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