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@dragongem23 Perhaps Alaric might be happy teaching Amarr some spells? (This assumes he isn't a homosexual. I'll provide another male dragon if he is homosexual. Just let me know, and I'm open to a Charachter RP) [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=56607922] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/566080/56607922_350.png[/img] [/url] [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=48758799] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/487588/48758799_350.png[/img] [/url]
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Perhaps Alaric might be happy teaching Amarr some spells? (This assumes he isn't a homosexual. I'll provide another male dragon if he is homosexual. Just let me know, and I'm open to a Charachter RP)


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@LogrithmGames [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=49739974] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/497400/49739974_350.png[/img] [/url] and [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=30919349] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/309194/30919349_350.png[/img] [/url] -- Visiting him birth region, The Southern Icefield, was refreshing. He had been used to the darkness, but it was still nice to come into the light every now and again. Celio has been on a search to find a good story to right about, but nothing interesting had come up. It seems to be all the same, and he wishes to not disappoint his clanmates. Sighing, he stopped walking to take a break. He pulled out the small journal he kept hidden in his scarf to see all the scribbled out ideas. His ears flicker when he heard the sound of snow crunch not to far behind him. Closing the journal, he turned to look around, only to be face-to-face with a Coatl. Well, more like the other dragon towered over him. He looked up and smiled nervously, "Uh, hello?" The female tips her hat, "Greetings." She tilts her head, "Haven't see you around before? Not even in my travels?" "Oh? You are some kind of traveler?" Celio perked up a bit, bring out his journal again, "Can you tell me somethings you have came across?" The female raised a brow but chuckled, "Maybe. I have to go back home first before setting out again. I don't quite enjoy staying in one place for very long." "Oh? Why is that?" Celio questioned before adding, "If you are okay with me asking, of course." "Hm. You seem like a gentlemen, perhaps I'll tell you," The Coatl winked, "Looking for an adventure and discover a new world beyond the coast of Sornieth." Celio's eyes sparkled as she said that, before he could speak again, she told him, "I must be going now," "B-But, do you think you can tell me more?" Celio asked as she began to walk away. She looked over her shoulder and gave him a wink, "Don't worry, I'm sure we will cross paths again at some point." She opened her wings and flew off. Celio watched her leave before he yelled, "Wait! What's your name?!" She didn't hear him, and now he was left with more questions. This traveler seemed really interesting and pretty. The Tundra blushed at the thought before shaking his head.
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Visiting him birth region, The Southern Icefield, was refreshing. He had been used to the darkness, but it was still nice to come into the light every now and again.
Celio has been on a search to find a good story to right about, but nothing interesting had come up. It seems to be all the same, and he wishes to not disappoint his clanmates.
Sighing, he stopped walking to take a break. He pulled out the small journal he kept hidden in his scarf to see all the scribbled out ideas. His ears flicker when he heard the sound of snow crunch not to far behind him. Closing the journal, he turned to look around, only to be face-to-face with a Coatl. Well, more like the other dragon towered over him.
He looked up and smiled nervously, "Uh, hello?"
The female tips her hat, "Greetings." She tilts her head, "Haven't see you around before? Not even in my travels?"
"Oh? You are some kind of traveler?" Celio perked up a bit, bring out his journal again, "Can you tell me somethings you have came across?"
The female raised a brow but chuckled, "Maybe. I have to go back home first before setting out again. I don't quite enjoy staying in one place for very long."
"Oh? Why is that?" Celio questioned before adding, "If you are okay with me asking, of course."
"Hm. You seem like a gentlemen, perhaps I'll tell you," The Coatl winked, "Looking for an adventure and discover a new world beyond the coast of Sornieth."
Celio's eyes sparkled as she said that, before he could speak again, she told him, "I must be going now,"
"B-But, do you think you can tell me more?" Celio asked as she began to walk away.
She looked over her shoulder and gave him a wink, "Don't worry, I'm sure we will cross paths again at some point." She opened her wings and flew off.
Celio watched her leave before he yelled, "Wait! What's your name?!" She didn't hear him, and now he was left with more questions. This traveler seemed really interesting and pretty. The Tundra blushed at the thought before shaking his head.
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@Longtailsally457 claim~ [center]×××[/center] [center][b][size=4]Please don't pick Tza or Forge for this! All other dragons besides the fodder and sales dragons are open! I have dergs in hibernal too! Thank you <3[/size][/b][/center] [center]______________________________________________________________________________________[/center] i think that Deathwatch [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=26495659] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/264957/26495659_350.png[/img] [/url] caught the eye of Förfall [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=54807778] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/548078/54807778_350.png[/img] [/url] [center]______________________________________________________________________________[/center] Heaving a heavy sigh through her nose, Förfall slowly hoisted herself up from the bed of decayed leaves and other such crushed vegetation. Digging her claws into the dirt, a crooked grin pulled at her lips. The feeling was satisfying, and so were the furrows that were left in the dirt. Lifting her gaze, she lazily observed the area she'd lain down to take a nap in. It was obviously the Tangled Wood, judging by the glowing mushrooms that were scattered around. Standing and shaking herself to loosen the clinging leaves from her apparel, Förfall tilted her head up to draw in scent as best she could. There was the vague scent of another dragon nearby, so she supposed that would be the best direction to head. Perhaps she could find a clan that she could temporarily rest in, and not just sleep in the woods for once. Plodding forward and tucking her wings close to her back, the large Guardian kept a keen eye out for anything that could possibly pose a threat. So when the shape of a decently sized Ridgeback female slunk from the shadows, a jolt of surprise went through her. Stopping her in her tracks as she flattened her ears back against her head. This Ridgeback had snuck up on her, seemingly effortlessly. Her scales were colored perfectly for the dark forest, gorgeous and obsidian-black... What a fine dragoness. An easygoing smile slowly curled on Förfall's face and she gave a small polite head-nod. "Hello, mistress." She murmured in a satin tone, shamelessly letting her gaze roam over the other dragoness. "What a pleasure to run across such a beauty in these woods." The words were practically [i]purred.[/i] "The deities must be looking down on me for the opportunity to run into you, my dear. I am a witch of decay. Though I believe you can call me by my name, Förfall...~ Now who, pray tell... Are you?"
@Longtailsally457 claim~

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Please don't pick Tza or Forge for this! All other dragons besides the fodder and sales dragons are open! I have dergs in hibernal too! Thank you <3

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Heaving a heavy sigh through her nose, Förfall slowly hoisted herself up from the bed of decayed leaves and other such crushed vegetation. Digging her claws into the dirt, a crooked grin pulled at her lips. The feeling was satisfying, and so were the furrows that were left in the dirt. Lifting her gaze, she lazily observed the area she'd lain down to take a nap in. It was obviously the Tangled Wood, judging by the glowing mushrooms that were scattered around.

Standing and shaking herself to loosen the clinging leaves from her apparel, Förfall tilted her head up to draw in scent as best she could. There was the vague scent of another dragon nearby, so she supposed that would be the best direction to head. Perhaps she could find a clan that she could temporarily rest in, and not just sleep in the woods for once.

Plodding forward and tucking her wings close to her back, the large Guardian kept a keen eye out for anything that could possibly pose a threat. So when the shape of a decently sized Ridgeback female slunk from the shadows, a jolt of surprise went through her. Stopping her in her tracks as she flattened her ears back against her head. This Ridgeback had snuck up on her, seemingly effortlessly.

Her scales were colored perfectly for the dark forest, gorgeous and obsidian-black... What a fine dragoness. An easygoing smile slowly curled on Förfall's face and she gave a small polite head-nod. "Hello, mistress." She murmured in a satin tone, shamelessly letting her gaze roam over the other dragoness.

"What a pleasure to run across such a beauty in these woods." The words were practically purred. "The deities must be looking down on me for the opportunity to run into you, my dear. I am a witch of decay. Though I believe you can call me by my name, Förfall...~ Now who, pray tell... Are you?"
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Claim @Sl0wDecay (Been a while since I've done this. Apologies for any mistakes.) It seems that Allure... [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=12354847] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/123549/12354847_350.png[/img] [/url] Has...fainted for Thrall [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=57300720] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/573008/57300720_350.png[/img] [/url] Oh boy, here we go. ------------------------------ Mortals falling ill in his company was not new; he was something outside of their realm of reality, after all - but this creature, so very delicate and yet so very deadly, had merely caught a glimpse of his face and had hit the ground faster than the fallen god could react. They were too far from either of their clans for Thrall to move him, and so with a breath of crushing ice and wrathful fire, he forced the ground to form a temporary shelter. There he treated the skydancer, clean rags soaked in ice water laid oh so carefully dabbing away at the mortal's head and feathers. These mortals, so small and sensitive, and yet they thrived here. Lived and fought and turned out like this. As Thrall turned to re-wet the rag, the sound of claws scrambling over hard stone caught his attention. "You fainted." He rumbled, moving slowly, turning his hooded face towards the skydancer, who now stood on his own feet. The creature seemed to struggle for words, mouth gaping and eyes terrified. The fallen god only sighed and moved to remove his hood, letting the dark fabric gather in the sharp angles of his armor, where lightning sparked in the silver metal prongs, the arcs of electricity casting a blue light on the two of them. A being of the sky and stars, facing a being of the ground and scars. Interesting. "You're interesting." Thrall lifted his dark gaze from the dragon, regarding the rag still clutched in his star-dotted claws. "Why continue to exist when your life is so dull and horrible? How do you thrive in such misery?" Questions this mortal could not answer - the mortal just...stared at him, partly in awe and partly in terror. "Well, whenever you catch your tongue, mortal, do tell me your name." His eyes, as deep and burning as a dying supernova, flicked back to the skydancer. "You have taken my night, and I am but a fool if I left without your story. I am Thrall, of the stars and shadows." ------------- None of that was flirting, but since Allure tends to faint at the sight of attractive dragons, why not throw him a disgraced god with the all the beauty of crushing space and time? I can absolutely change this if you don't like it. I love your entire lair btw! Only dragons in the first tab of my lair (the one marked "Clan Misfortune") are perma dragons, please ignore all other tabs. Ignore dragons without names or lore, and please check in the bio to see if the dragon is available for forum games.
Claim @Sl0wDecay (Been a while since I've done this. Apologies for any mistakes.)



It seems that Allure...



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Has...fainted for Thrall



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Oh boy, here we go.







Mortals falling ill in his company was not new; he was something outside of their realm of reality, after all - but this creature, so very delicate and yet so very deadly, had merely caught a glimpse of his face and had hit the ground faster than the fallen god could react.

They were too far from either of their clans for Thrall to move him, and so with a breath of crushing ice and wrathful fire, he forced the ground to form a temporary shelter. There he treated the skydancer, clean rags soaked in ice water laid oh so carefully dabbing away at the mortal's head and feathers. These mortals, so small and sensitive, and yet they thrived here. Lived and fought and turned out like this.

As Thrall turned to re-wet the rag, the sound of claws scrambling over hard stone caught his attention.

"You fainted." He rumbled, moving slowly, turning his hooded face towards the skydancer, who now stood on his own feet. The creature seemed to struggle for words, mouth gaping and eyes terrified. The fallen god only sighed and moved to remove his hood, letting the dark fabric gather in the sharp angles of his armor, where lightning sparked in the silver metal prongs, the arcs of electricity casting a blue light on the two of them.

A being of the sky and stars, facing a being of the ground and scars. Interesting.

"You're interesting." Thrall lifted his dark gaze from the dragon, regarding the rag still clutched in his star-dotted claws. "Why continue to exist when your life is so dull and horrible? How do you thrive in such misery?"

Questions this mortal could not answer - the mortal just...stared at him, partly in awe and partly in terror.

"Well, whenever you catch your tongue, mortal, do tell me your name." His eyes, as deep and burning as a dying supernova, flicked back to the skydancer. "You have taken my night, and I am but a fool if I left without your story. I am Thrall, of the stars and shadows."





None of that was flirting, but since Allure tends to faint at the sight of attractive dragons, why not throw him a disgraced god with the all the beauty of crushing space and time? I can absolutely change this if you don't like it. I love your entire lair btw!


Only dragons in the first tab of my lair (the one marked "Clan Misfortune") are perma dragons, please ignore all other tabs. Ignore dragons without names or lore, and please check in the bio to see if the dragon is available for forum games.
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@TwistedRae Potential Claim (Is Reaper or Technicolor available for this game? Just checking in since they have lore but don't specify the answer to my question.) Edit: Claim! Someone from my lair wants to flirt with Spine here :D Currently working on short story... Allison flirts with [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=51396647] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/513967/51396647_350.png[/img] [/url] Spine [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=22560585] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/225606/22560585_350.png[/img] [/url] Completed short story found below. This is actually my first attempt at flirting with anything so sorry if it's trash XD I've never really read nor written a romance piece before either so I'm starting with a subject I'm comfortable with before shifting over to some brief flirting. (Sorry if I botched Spine's personality as well, either way, I tried ^^') [b]Short Story[/b] Allison drove back from the rising hoards of the undead as score after score of the vile beast rose up around her. Clawing their disgustingly slimy hands through the grungy dirt as their malformed appendages gripped at her heels and limped towards her through the dead of night. Lightning streaked around them as their fight raged on and boulders came crashing down from the sides of the cliffs around them as she fell one vile being after another. The thuds of their lifeless bodies silenced by the roaring thunder and cracking boulders which were all around. Unfortunately, even she knew, she couldn't fight them forever, sure, they were weak... but there was always strength in numbers, and for every one she slayed another four rose up to take it's place. If she was ever going to end this she needed to destroy the source. The source that had plagued her homeland for centuries, the source that had kept her on the run all her life... the source that had claimed the lives of so many she loved. Her trusty blade Dawnbreaker gleamed furiously into the night as it's blinding white rays alerted her to the presence of the damned. "Oh for God's sake! How many of these things are there!?" she questioned out loud to herself as her sword cleaved another three corpses in two. Swinging around to lock eyes with her quarry her stormy blue orbs caught sight of the crumbling cliff as the Lich King openly mocked her progress, causing her eyes to flare in pure fury. 9,000, literally 9,000 of these corpses had hit the ground in this fight alone, exploding into a cloud of nothingness by the tip of her blade and this, this... Creature dares to laugh!? "Hey, you bloody coward! Why don't you stop flying and fight me like a man huh!?" she questioned irritably, pointing the tip of Dawnbreaker towards the floating corpse "Or are you afraid to die? Scared a mortal can kill you after all you've done? Tch." Seeing how the Lich was hardly interested in conversation and only drew further away the female took a step towards the towering cliff side. She had been following this beast for years now and if the hunt continued for a second longer she was going to lose her sanity "How pathetic... Well, if you won't come to me then..." she rushed towards the crumbling cliffside as a nagging presence clouded her thoughts. [I]"Wait, show patience."[/I] "I guess I'll come to you!" Another lightning bolt crashed against the cliff, just barely missing her as she hesitated from the helpful whisper heard deep within the depths of her mind. "Huh!" she breathed out in shock and stepped back from the gaping hole which plunged into the depths of nothingness as another hand ripped through the earth, mere inches from the edge "Thanks..." she mumbled out to the ghostly whisper, the presence sent it's regards before disappearing once more. "Funny how helpful that [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=22560585]Reaper[/url] can be." she mumbled to herself, thankful that the reaper had decided to help her yet again. He seemed less like a reaper and more like a friend by this point, but there was always the chance he was helping her to avoid having more live corpses to bury and more souls to claim. He helped her to stay alive and she returned the favor by slaying the very creatures which had taken everything from her, to put an end to the ones who had claimed her family's life. Her mother, her sister, her father... even her love... all of them had…” Allison’s teeth gritted together as a tear fell from her eye. The faces of her family members flashed before her, their smiles bright and faces filled with hope before pure terror streaked across their expressions and screams crowded the air. The vile laughter of the Lich above her filled the sky as the voice of the reaper told her not to lose hope… but how can you keep on fighting when? “No… no, not you.” Allison whispered as the hand that shot up in front of her clawed it’s way out of the dirt and revealed the owner on the other side. It’s head split open down the center as chunks of brain fell out the side and it’s hollow, lifeless eyes stared deep into her soul. The pure white orbs held no emotion, no pity… no freedom. The lifeless corpse would never move on and all the Rifter could do was fall to her knees with a scream of agony at not only the sight, but what the sight meant. “NOT MY SISTER!” she howled out as her blade hit the ground and a series of erratic blasts of white light shot off of her own body. The corpse shambled towards her, it’s bright red tongue lolled out as the disgustingly wet splosh of brains hitting the dirt was heard. The Rifter hesitated, how could she bring herself to kill the only sibling she ever had? [I]”No, not kill, she’s already dead. You’re only ending it’s misery my friend. Allison, whatever you do don’t stop fighting.”[/I] “I… I can’t… I can’t kill her.” another sob racked through her as she violently shook her head in her conflicted state. The corpse was growing closer and closer as the female continued to hesitate. [I]”If you don’t kill it you’re going to die!”[/I] the voice growled, a tone of worry filling it’s voice as Allison whimpered in response. [I]”Remember your promise! What did you promise them you’d do if the Lich ever caught them!? What did you all agree on!? Wouldn’t you want the same? Wouldn’t you want your misery to end!?”[/I] Allison’s heart clenched up at his words, they had promised to kill each other… to end the curse on them all even if it hurt. Oh, and it hurt, it hurt so much she couldn’t bring herself to breath as the blade was placed gently against her own hand. Without thinking, without giving herself a chance to change her mind she took the blade from the ally beside her and held the blade up, pointed the tip at her sister’s head, just between her eyes, locked eye contact with her, and froze. Her siblings eyes stared back at her, for just a moment she could have sworn that a piece of her sibling was still there as it’s jaw wobbled around and it’s teeth clattered against it’s bloody tongue. But in that moment of silence between them, in that moment as all sound was lost, just before she could consider pulling back the corpse of her sister leaned forward, appeared to chatter some incoherent sentence between it’s agonized breaths, and leaned itself into the sword till a sickening crack filled the air and rotten blood seeped along the edges of her blade. The Rifter needn’t move a muscle as the thing killed itself. Overwhelmed by confliction and despair Allison knew that her sister would have thanked her, that it’s what she would have wanted, but it hurt so much, it hurt so much she couldn’t bare it. If anything else that monster would pay, if it was the last thing she did that Lich was going to die. Screaming out in pure inconsolable rage the Rifter plunged her blade through her own flesh, right through her stomach as the ally beside her drew in a startled breath of disbelief. “Finally… it’s time this finally ends!” Allison screamed out as Dawnbreaker’s light exploded through her and launched them both high into the air. The Reaper didn’t have time to think as Allison tore the blade from her own flesh and plunged it through the gem around the Lich’s neck and deep into it’s hallowed chest. Another explosion ripped through the two as a sickening grin crossed the Rifter’s face and the phylactery of the Lich, in the form of the gem stone, shattered into pieces before piercing it’s own heart. “How’s that feel, huh?” Allison chuckled before falling from the sky and slamming hard against the ground. The Reaper stood in disbelief for a moment before approaching the two. He collected the soul of the Lich, damning it to an eternity in a hellish afterlife. Then glanced down at the lifeless body of the Rifter below him [I]”It’s not over, there’s still a chance for you… it’s not your time to die.”[/I] *Two Weeks Later* Allison’s eyes fluttered open as clouds of white blurred her vision and a gentle humming rung against her ears. “Ugh.” she heaved a heavy breath and sluggishly moved her head as a gentle hand stroked her hair, it was freezing but she knew she was still alive… or at least, she thought she was? Soft coughing racked her ribs and an itchy air filled her lungs as her vision cleared and she took the time to observe her surroundings. It was obviously a graveyard but the place was so well kept, and she wasn’t underground. The chilly air blew softly against the pale grass and the branches of a bare tree rattled in the breeze. “Where am I?” she croaked out before looking down to see her midriff covered in a bloody bandage. Was she saved? Why would someone help her out of that hoard of undead? “You’re home, welcome back to the land of the living.” the voice chuckled, that voice was so familiar… could it be? “R-Reaper?” she questioned “Nooo~” the voice slyly replied “Guess again~” “Very funny” she huffed “You never told me your name… and you know as well as anyone that this isn’t my home” she grumbled. There was a long pause as the hand continued to stroke her head “You’re right~ Most everyone living knows me by the name of death… but you can call me Spine~” Allison released another chuckle, it hurt but… she was here “Ok, Spine, do you mind telling me why you saved my life?” she questioned. Another long pause occured as the female lightly stroked her bandaged midriff before flinching. This was going to leave the nastiest scar, nothing but a giant scab replaced where her skin once was along her stomach. “You know… I really have no idea, perhaps you’ve grown on me… and before you ask, no, you’re not dead.” “Oh, what a relief!” Allison responded with a roaring laughter, nothing but sarcasm filled her tone “I’ve got so much to live for now that the Lich is dead. I suppose the best thing to do is to return… Oh wait, that’s right, I don’t have a home anymore. It was destroyed by that Li-” she was interrupted as Spine’s free hand placed a finger to her lips and shushed her. “Just focus on healing, the last thing I need is another corpse.” *Four Years Later* Allison had grown quite close to Spine in the time it took her to heal, and closer still through their future battles, whatever reason he had for taking an interest in her she couldn’t tell… but he had saved her life, and he had given her a home. If anything was worth living for it was that right? Still, he was rather eccentric and when they weren’t out hunting necromancers and the undead he was either nowhere to be seen or messing with some sort of corpse somewhere. Just what in the world was it about that guy that drew her to him? Was it the bond they shared in battle or something… something more? Perhaps it was the loneliness in her heart which cried for a new meaning now that the old one had been destroyed. “Well, well, well, look who’s here~” Spine’s voice rumbled deep within his own lifeless chest as Allison sauntered on up to him “Feeling better?~” Instead of responding Allison leaned forward and gently took his left shoulder in her left hand before plucking out a candied piece of cherry flavored chocolate from her Journeyman Satchels “I’m not sure Spine, do you want to find out~” she chuckled back as she gently placed the piece of chocolate against his jaw. He seemed bewildered by her behavior but that didn’t stop her from taking hold of his hood, something he was normally quite protective of, and carefully pulling it away from his head so she could see his facial features “I’m not really sure if someone’s told you this before but… you’re kind of cute~” she chuckled yet again as he chomped on the chocolate she had given him “Would you mind spending an eternity together?~” “Not over my job.” he scoffed “Of course not~ you can put the dead to rest… and I’ll destroy the corruption of this world…” she was obviously referencing her work in destroying necromancers and the undead “I think we’d make quite the pair, don’t you?~” she began to wonder just how much he knew about the bond they were beginning to share. Next Person: If you do reply I'd absolutely adore seeing some derg flirt with Allison. She's straight but I'm not stopping a female derg from flirting with her if they want to.
@TwistedRae
Potential Claim (Is Reaper or Technicolor available for this game? Just checking in since they have lore but don't specify the answer to my question.)

Edit: Claim! Someone from my lair wants to flirt with Spine here :D Currently working on short story...

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Completed short story found below. This is actually my first attempt at flirting with anything so sorry if it's trash XD I've never really read nor written a romance piece before either so I'm starting with a subject I'm comfortable with before shifting over to some brief flirting. (Sorry if I botched Spine's personality as well, either way, I tried ^^')

Short Story
Allison drove back from the rising hoards of the undead as score after score of the vile beast rose up around her. Clawing their disgustingly slimy hands through the grungy dirt as their malformed appendages gripped at her heels and limped towards her through the dead of night. Lightning streaked around them as their fight raged on and boulders came crashing down from the sides of the cliffs around them as she fell one vile being after another. The thuds of their lifeless bodies silenced by the roaring thunder and cracking boulders which were all around.

Unfortunately, even she knew, she couldn't fight them forever, sure, they were weak... but there was always strength in numbers, and for every one she slayed another four rose up to take it's place. If she was ever going to end this she needed to destroy the source. The source that had plagued her homeland for centuries, the source that had kept her on the run all her life... the source that had claimed the lives of so many she loved.

Her trusty blade Dawnbreaker gleamed furiously into the night as it's blinding white rays alerted her to the presence of the damned. "Oh for God's sake! How many of these things are there!?" she questioned out loud to herself as her sword cleaved another three corpses in two.

Swinging around to lock eyes with her quarry her stormy blue orbs caught sight of the crumbling cliff as the Lich King openly mocked her progress, causing her eyes to flare in pure fury.

9,000, literally 9,000 of these corpses had hit the ground in this fight alone, exploding into a cloud of nothingness by the tip of her blade and this, this... Creature dares to laugh!?

"Hey, you bloody coward! Why don't you stop flying and fight me like a man huh!?" she questioned irritably, pointing the tip of Dawnbreaker towards the floating corpse "Or are you afraid to die? Scared a mortal can kill you after all you've done? Tch." Seeing how the Lich was hardly interested in conversation and only drew further away the female took a step towards the towering cliff side.

She had been following this beast for years now and if the hunt continued for a second longer she was going to lose her sanity "How pathetic... Well, if you won't come to me then..." she rushed towards the crumbling cliffside as a nagging presence clouded her thoughts. "Wait, show patience." "I guess I'll come to you!"

Another lightning bolt crashed against the cliff, just barely missing her as she hesitated from the helpful whisper heard deep within the depths of her mind. "Huh!" she breathed out in shock and stepped back from the gaping hole which plunged into the depths of nothingness as another hand ripped through the earth, mere inches from the edge "Thanks..." she mumbled out to the ghostly whisper, the presence sent it's regards before disappearing once more. "Funny how helpful that Reaper can be." she mumbled to herself, thankful that the reaper had decided to help her yet again.

He seemed less like a reaper and more like a friend by this point, but there was always the chance he was helping her to avoid having more live corpses to bury and more souls to claim.

He helped her to stay alive and she returned the favor by slaying the very creatures which had taken everything from her, to put an end to the ones who had claimed her family's life. Her mother, her sister, her father... even her love... all of them had…” Allison’s teeth gritted together as a tear fell from her eye. The faces of her family members flashed before her, their smiles bright and faces filled with hope before pure terror streaked across their expressions and screams crowded the air. The vile laughter of the Lich above her filled the sky as the voice of the reaper told her not to lose hope… but how can you keep on fighting when?

“No… no, not you.” Allison whispered as the hand that shot up in front of her clawed it’s way out of the dirt and revealed the owner on the other side. It’s head split open down the center as chunks of brain fell out the side and it’s hollow, lifeless eyes stared deep into her soul. The pure white orbs held no emotion, no pity… no freedom. The lifeless corpse would never move on and all the Rifter could do was fall to her knees with a scream of agony at not only the sight, but what the sight meant. “NOT MY SISTER!” she howled out as her blade hit the ground and a series of erratic blasts of white light shot off of her own body.

The corpse shambled towards her, it’s bright red tongue lolled out as the disgustingly wet splosh of brains hitting the dirt was heard. The Rifter hesitated, how could she bring herself to kill the only sibling she ever had? ”No, not kill, she’s already dead. You’re only ending it’s misery my friend. Allison, whatever you do don’t stop fighting.”

“I… I can’t… I can’t kill her.” another sob racked through her as she violently shook her head in her conflicted state. The corpse was growing closer and closer as the female continued to hesitate. ”If you don’t kill it you’re going to die!” the voice growled, a tone of worry filling it’s voice as Allison whimpered in response. ”Remember your promise! What did you promise them you’d do if the Lich ever caught them!? What did you all agree on!? Wouldn’t you want the same? Wouldn’t you want your misery to end!?”

Allison’s heart clenched up at his words, they had promised to kill each other… to end the curse on them all even if it hurt. Oh, and it hurt, it hurt so much she couldn’t bring herself to breath as the blade was placed gently against her own hand.

Without thinking, without giving herself a chance to change her mind she took the blade from the ally beside her and held the blade up, pointed the tip at her sister’s head, just between her eyes, locked eye contact with her, and froze.

Her siblings eyes stared back at her, for just a moment she could have sworn that a piece of her sibling was still there as it’s jaw wobbled around and it’s teeth clattered against it’s bloody tongue. But in that moment of silence between them, in that moment as all sound was lost, just before she could consider pulling back the corpse of her sister leaned forward, appeared to chatter some incoherent sentence between it’s agonized breaths, and leaned itself into the sword till a sickening crack filled the air and rotten blood seeped along the edges of her blade. The Rifter needn’t move a muscle as the thing killed itself.

Overwhelmed by confliction and despair Allison knew that her sister would have thanked her, that it’s what she would have wanted, but it hurt so much, it hurt so much she couldn’t bare it.

If anything else that monster would pay, if it was the last thing she did that Lich was going to die. Screaming out in pure inconsolable rage the Rifter plunged her blade through her own flesh, right through her stomach as the ally beside her drew in a startled breath of disbelief. “Finally… it’s time this finally ends!” Allison screamed out as Dawnbreaker’s light exploded through her and launched them both high into the air.

The Reaper didn’t have time to think as Allison tore the blade from her own flesh and plunged it through the gem around the Lich’s neck and deep into it’s hallowed chest. Another explosion ripped through the two as a sickening grin crossed the Rifter’s face and the phylactery of the Lich, in the form of the gem stone, shattered into pieces before piercing it’s own heart.

“How’s that feel, huh?” Allison chuckled before falling from the sky and slamming hard against the ground. The Reaper stood in disbelief for a moment before approaching the two. He collected the soul of the Lich, damning it to an eternity in a hellish afterlife. Then glanced down at the lifeless body of the Rifter below him ”It’s not over, there’s still a chance for you… it’s not your time to die.”

*Two Weeks Later*

Allison’s eyes fluttered open as clouds of white blurred her vision and a gentle humming rung against her ears. “Ugh.” she heaved a heavy breath and sluggishly moved her head as a gentle hand stroked her hair, it was freezing but she knew she was still alive… or at least, she thought she was?

Soft coughing racked her ribs and an itchy air filled her lungs as her vision cleared and she took the time to observe her surroundings. It was obviously a graveyard but the place was so well kept, and she wasn’t underground. The chilly air blew softly against the pale grass and the branches of a bare tree rattled in the breeze.

“Where am I?” she croaked out before looking down to see her midriff covered in a bloody bandage. Was she saved? Why would someone help her out of that hoard of undead?

“You’re home, welcome back to the land of the living.” the voice chuckled, that voice was so familiar… could it be? “R-Reaper?” she questioned “Nooo~” the voice slyly replied “Guess again~”

“Very funny” she huffed “You never told me your name… and you know as well as anyone that this isn’t my home” she grumbled. There was a long pause as the hand continued to stroke her head “You’re right~ Most everyone living knows me by the name of death… but you can call me Spine~”

Allison released another chuckle, it hurt but… she was here “Ok, Spine, do you mind telling me why you saved my life?” she questioned. Another long pause occured as the female lightly stroked her bandaged midriff before flinching. This was going to leave the nastiest scar, nothing but a giant scab replaced where her skin once was along her stomach.

“You know… I really have no idea, perhaps you’ve grown on me… and before you ask, no, you’re not dead.” “Oh, what a relief!” Allison responded with a roaring laughter, nothing but sarcasm filled her tone “I’ve got so much to live for now that the Lich is dead. I suppose the best thing to do is to return… Oh wait, that’s right, I don’t have a home anymore. It was destroyed by that Li-” she was interrupted as Spine’s free hand placed a finger to her lips and shushed her.

“Just focus on healing, the last thing I need is another corpse.”

*Four Years Later*

Allison had grown quite close to Spine in the time it took her to heal, and closer still through their future battles, whatever reason he had for taking an interest in her she couldn’t tell… but he had saved her life, and he had given her a home. If anything was worth living for it was that right?

Still, he was rather eccentric and when they weren’t out hunting necromancers and the undead he was either nowhere to be seen or messing with some sort of corpse somewhere. Just what in the world was it about that guy that drew her to him? Was it the bond they shared in battle or something… something more? Perhaps it was the loneliness in her heart which cried for a new meaning now that the old one had been destroyed.

“Well, well, well, look who’s here~” Spine’s voice rumbled deep within his own lifeless chest as Allison sauntered on up to him “Feeling better?~”

Instead of responding Allison leaned forward and gently took his left shoulder in her left hand before plucking out a candied piece of cherry flavored chocolate from her Journeyman Satchels “I’m not sure Spine, do you want to find out~” she chuckled back as she gently placed the piece of chocolate against his jaw.

He seemed bewildered by her behavior but that didn’t stop her from taking hold of his hood, something he was normally quite protective of, and carefully pulling it away from his head so she could see his facial features “I’m not really sure if someone’s told you this before but… you’re kind of cute~” she chuckled yet again as he chomped on the chocolate she had given him “Would you mind spending an eternity together?~”

“Not over my job.” he scoffed “Of course not~ you can put the dead to rest… and I’ll destroy the corruption of this world…” she was obviously referencing her work in destroying necromancers and the undead “I think we’d make quite the pair, don’t you?~” she began to wonder just how much he knew about the bond they were beginning to share.


Next Person: If you do reply I'd absolutely adore seeing some derg flirt with Allison. She's straight but I'm not stopping a female derg from flirting with her if they want to.
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@catrisa I'll go with Allison~~ My [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=49098255] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/490983/49098255_350.png[/img] [/url] Flirts with your [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=51396647] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/513967/51396647_350.png[/img] [/url] ----- Cassinova was always known to tug on heartstrings, literally. He was never one to be infatuated with another dragon, but there was something about a female imperial that he's seen recently that's got his interest piped. He wasn't sure what it was or how it came into being, but he was going to find out... With a little dark help of course... He enthralled others, and he never knew why, so he simply snatched one up from the gaggle of others that seemed to never lessen in numbers and took them off to do his ritual. He didn't know what to think of what he had learned about her, but it was interesting, to say the least... Maybe He'll follow to see what she's really all about. Sorry I'm getting back into the swing of doing these things and left this as mysterious as Cass is ----- For TPBM, Just don't choose mated pairs or anyone from my nobility tab <3
@catrisa

I'll go with Allison~~

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Cassinova was always known to tug on heartstrings, literally. He was never one to be infatuated with another dragon, but there was something about a female imperial that he's seen recently that's got his interest piped. He wasn't sure what it was or how it came into being, but he was going to find out... With a little dark help of course... He enthralled others, and he never knew why, so he simply snatched one up from the gaggle of others that seemed to never lessen in numbers and took them off to do his ritual. He didn't know what to think of what he had learned about her, but it was interesting, to say the least... Maybe He'll follow to see what she's really all about.


Sorry I'm getting back into the swing of doing these things and left this as mysterious as Cass is
For TPBM, Just don't choose mated pairs or anyone from my nobility tab <3
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[center]@DravenSparrow (when I saw she was a star I just had to bring one of my own stars in here, also kinda fitting for the season with their colors) Pyxis has run into one of her own kind … Arwen the fallen star And yes he's a sob story so it got snagged into here [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/482618/48261716_350.png[/img] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/499210/49920964_350.png[/img] Arwen would hide from the stars on most nights,he felt their cold gazes glaring down at him.But tonight was different.It was one of those nights where the moon shone brighter than they did,a blue moon.It was his first one since he'd been thrown down here."Guess you like seeing the moon too" a voice remarked from behind him.He turned around suddenly,scared.The crimson skydancer behind him laughed,"I didn't mean to scare you,i just saw you and decided to come over,it felt right" she replied.He saw the light radiating from her core.She was one of them,one of the faces that sneered down at him from the sky.A star,like he'd been.He turned away from her catching a glance of confusion from her.As he began to fly off she followed after him."Wait I-I didn't mean to scare you" she remarked catching up to him.He didn't respond and looked away,how long would it take for her to notice that he was dark.His light had gone out. They flew in silence for a long while, and he felt when she noticed. Her energy got a little more sporadic. "What happened to you?" he heard her ask sorrow filling her voice. She wouldn't know, wouldn't understand. She was a guardian star, one that led others. Unlike him. One who'd been sent down to end the life of a child. "I made a choice, and it wasn't well liked" was all he responded with. As he landed on another ledge he braced himself for the scolding and the scorn from her. But was given none, instead he was given a large feathery crimson hug. One that was warm and long. "I'm sorry" she responded. "I don't know what's going on up there...but i'm sorry" ||whoever's next most of the dragons are open except for the pairs,those in the fodder/sales tab(Who I need to get rid of) and those who have mate's in their bios...hibden is open too!||[/center]
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(when I saw she was a star I just had to bring one of my own stars in here, also kinda fitting for the season with their colors)
Pyxis has run into one of her own kind … Arwen the fallen star
And yes he's a sob story so it got snagged into here
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Arwen would hide from the stars on most nights,he felt their cold gazes glaring down at him.But tonight was different.It was one of those nights where the moon shone brighter than they did,a blue moon.It was his first one since he'd been thrown down here."Guess you like seeing the moon too" a voice remarked from behind him.He turned around suddenly,scared.The crimson skydancer behind him laughed,"I didn't mean to scare you,i just saw you and decided to come over,it felt right" she replied.He saw the light radiating from her core.She was one of them,one of the faces that sneered down at him from the sky.A star,like he'd been.He turned away from her catching a glance of confusion from her.As he began to fly off she followed after him."Wait I-I didn't mean to scare you" she remarked catching up to him.He didn't respond and looked away,how long would it take for her to notice that he was dark.His light had gone out. They flew in silence for a long while, and he felt when she noticed. Her energy got a little more sporadic. "What happened to you?" he heard her ask sorrow filling her voice. She wouldn't know, wouldn't understand. She was a guardian star, one that led others. Unlike him. One who'd been sent down to end the life of a child. "I made a choice, and it wasn't well liked" was all he responded with. As he landed on another ledge he braced himself for the scolding and the scorn from her. But was given none, instead he was given a large feathery crimson hug. One that was warm and long. "I'm sorry" she responded. "I don't know what's going on up there...but i'm sorry"


||whoever's next most of the dragons are open except for the pairs,those in the fodder/sales tab(Who I need to get rid of) and those who have mate's in their bios...hibden is open too!||
@dragongem23 [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/516660/51665925_350.png[/img] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/500315/50031447_350.png[/img] The mute apparition has caught the attention of the deaf monk! ---------------- Batarakala looked out at the sea as the sun came out of hiding. The waves that rubbed the beach were tinted a dark lavender, their repetitive motions of charging forward then retreating back soothed the Fae as he let his mind drift away. Nothing could ruin this moment. Of course, life has a way of proving us all wrong, and this time is no different. The monk's head shot up, his eyes wide and scanning the beach. He had sensed the appearance of another presence, an unusual one. As he scanned the beach in front of him, he noticed a trail of teal flower petals that gave off a faint glow. Quickly leaping down from his perch, he Batarakala followed the eerie petals, which started to increase in number. When he had finally reached the end of the trail, he looked at the source: a ghostly looking spiral. This was the unusual presence he had sensed. The two dragons just gazed at each other in silence for a moment. Batarakala picked up a nearby twig and began guiding it through the sand. [b]Hello.[/b] The monk looked up at the spiral, who glanced at his surroundings after reading the Fae's message. For a moment, the monk felt confused as he watched the spiral search the beach. What was he doing? Does he want to be alone? Batarakala's mind was swamped with these thoughts until he saw the spiral reapproaching him, this time with a stick in his grasp. [b][i]Greetings. Who are you?[/i][/b] Batarakala wiped away his previous message and wrote a new one in its place. [b]I am Batarakala. And you are?[/b] [b][i]Adonis. Well met.[/i][/b] The two continued to exchange messages in the sand as the sun rose higher above their heads, as if it was trying to get a better view at the voiceless conversation between the Spiral and the Fae. ----------------- To the next person: feel free to choose anyone in my lair's first three tabs!
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The mute apparition has caught the attention of the deaf monk!
Batarakala looked out at the sea as the sun came out of hiding. The waves that rubbed the beach were tinted a dark lavender, their repetitive motions of charging forward then retreating back soothed the Fae as he let his mind drift away. Nothing could ruin this moment. Of course, life has a way of proving us all wrong, and this time is no different. The monk's head shot up, his eyes wide and scanning the beach. He had sensed the appearance of another presence, an unusual one. As he scanned the beach in front of him, he noticed a trail of teal flower petals that gave off a faint glow. Quickly leaping down from his perch, he Batarakala followed the eerie petals, which started to increase in number. When he had finally reached the end of the trail, he looked at the source: a ghostly looking spiral. This was the unusual presence he had sensed. The two dragons just gazed at each other in silence for a moment. Batarakala picked up a nearby twig and began guiding it through the sand.

Hello.

The monk looked up at the spiral, who glanced at his surroundings after reading the Fae's message. For a moment, the monk felt confused as he watched the spiral search the beach. What was he doing? Does he want to be alone? Batarakala's mind was swamped with these thoughts until he saw the spiral reapproaching him, this time with a stick in his grasp.

Greetings. Who are you?

Batarakala wiped away his previous message and wrote a new one in its place.

I am Batarakala. And you are?

Adonis. Well met.

The two continued to exchange messages in the sand as the sun rose higher above their heads, as if it was trying to get a better view at the voiceless conversation between the Spiral and the Fae.
To the next person: feel free to choose anyone in my lair's first three tabs!
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@Dragara Claim @CitrusSeeds Arundel, Mangrove, Petra, Delphi, Sera, and Artemis have lore if you wish to use that as inspiration. c: Sera is interested in your Ventitus. [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=48579882] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/485799/48579882_350.png[/img] [/url] [url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=15115897] [img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/151159/15115897_350.png[/img] [/url] Fit For A King The waves crash softly against the sandy shores of the beach. With the salty sea air and flowing grasses, it is peaceful, until a bright white Skydancer comes stomping through the dunes. “Oh dear, so much sand. Soo much sand. I’ll be picking grains out of my garments for years..” she complains, manicured talons still clumsily shuffling around. Sera came here to search for some unique treasures to add to her growing collection of apparel pieces titled “The Flights.” The plan was to collect materials from each flight’s homeland and combine them into an extravagant costume. Unfortunately, the dragons that Sera ran into didn’t care to sell anything. They just talked about battle and fishing weather. With a pout, the Skydancer spins around to look at the landward side of whatever island she stumbled upon. “Sand, sand, sand…”, her eyes darted towards a fluffy looking figure standing alone on the beach. “Ooh.” His strong form and beautifully tailored apparel were calling her name. With a deep breath, Sera collects herself and elegantly floats towards the stranger, purple banners gently swaying around her. Her long wings fold around her sides, the feathery tips flirtatiously sweeping against the Tundra’s shoulders. “I love your robe darling, it's almost as dashing as you are.” Her talons toy with a corner of the blue fabric, awed by the stitching. She looks back up to meet his gaze, a joyful smile taking over her face. “I’m Sera, from the Viridian Labyrinth. Apparel extraordinaire,” she states, once again flapping her wings to show off the banners. “Oh, you’re making me love the color blue,” she jokes. Could this Tundra be royalty? Her childhood dream was meeting a real life prince, and perhaps it would finally come true. “Ventitus? Sounds like a name fit for a king.”
@Dragara Claim
@CitrusSeeds

Arundel, Mangrove, Petra, Delphi, Sera, and Artemis have lore if you wish to use that as inspiration. c:

Sera is interested in your Ventitus.


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The waves crash softly against the sandy shores of the beach. With the salty sea air and flowing grasses, it is peaceful, until a bright white Skydancer comes stomping through the dunes. “Oh dear, so much sand. Soo much sand. I’ll be picking grains out of my garments for years..” she complains, manicured talons still clumsily shuffling around. Sera came here to search for some unique treasures to add to her growing collection of apparel pieces titled “The Flights.” The plan was to collect materials from each flight’s homeland and combine them into an extravagant costume. Unfortunately, the dragons that Sera ran into didn’t care to sell anything. They just talked about battle and fishing weather. With a pout, the Skydancer spins around to look at the landward side of whatever island she stumbled upon. “Sand, sand, sand…”, her eyes darted towards a fluffy looking figure standing alone on the beach. “Ooh.” His strong form and beautifully tailored apparel were calling her name.

With a deep breath, Sera collects herself and elegantly floats towards the stranger, purple banners gently swaying around her. Her long wings fold around her sides, the feathery tips flirtatiously sweeping against the Tundra’s shoulders. “I love your robe darling, it's almost as dashing as you are.” Her talons toy with a corner of the blue fabric, awed by the stitching. She looks back up to meet his gaze, a joyful smile taking over her face. “I’m Sera, from the Viridian Labyrinth. Apparel extraordinaire,” she states, once again flapping her wings to show off the banners. “Oh, you’re making me love the color blue,” she jokes. Could this Tundra be royalty? Her childhood dream was meeting a real life prince, and perhaps it would finally come true. “Ventitus? Sounds like a name fit for a king.”
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Natalya would totally flirt with her and annoy her actual girlfriend (regal)


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