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TOPIC | The Skull Syndicate [Story/Fodderlocke]
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[img]http://i.imgur.com/2sUBT6r.png[/img] [center][size=6][font=Castellar]|| 5 ||[/size][/center] [center][size=5][font=Castellar]|| Red Eyes ||[/size][/center] [size=5][font=Castellar]Phase 1: Recruit[/size] [b]The Failures:[/b] [i]The recruits that were not worthy of joining the ranks. Farewell![/i] [columns] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=60136391][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/601364/60136391.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=60145787][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/601458/60145787.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=60166680][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/601667/60166680.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=60166679][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/601667/60166679.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=60173299][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/601733/60173299.png[/img][/url] [/columns] [columns] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=60173301][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/601734/60173301.png[/img][/url] [/columns] [b]The Successful:[/b] [i]The recruits that passed the test and are now members of the Skull Syndicate![/i] [columns] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=60166678][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/601667/60166678p.png[/img][/url] [nextcol] [b]Maro[/b] | Marauder | Day 5 | [emoji=wind rune size=1] After a detrimental brawl with the leader of his old band, Maro was chased out with the promise of death if he ever crossed his former friends again. Armed with nothing but his skills and spite, he wandered the wasteland robbing unfortunate travellers until he found himself robbing a syndicate that was more sharp than he thought. He joined after begging for them not to kill him in exchange for his might when among numbers and unique eye for valuables. [/columns] ----- [size=5]"T[/size]ell me, [i]why [/i]did we take this guy in, again?" Imoen glared at Kakir with poisonous green eyes, her lips curled to bear her teeth. "Because if he's not on our side, he's on his [i]own[/i]." The obsidian Nocturne almost snarled as he spoke. "Rhian is one of the last dragons in Sorienth we want against us. He has some connection to this place, and you can all remember how [i]they [/i]ended up." "...so you think Rhian killed them." Frir huffed. "[i]Yes[/i]. And if we aren't careful, [i]we [/i]might end up like them. Or worse, as one of his little pets like that dead-eyed spiral he has hanging around his neck." When his subjects' glares did not fall, he added, "It's better that we have him here, under our watch, than out in the wasteland plotting something. Had I not brought him here, he could have come and killed us at any moment. At least now we are prepared." "And how prepared is that?" Imoen asked, her eyes fixed onto the floor. "More prepared than we could be!" The dragons were left silent as the Imperial's red eyes flashed in their minds. "Uh, Kakir?" A faint voice came from outside the gathering tent. The council turned to glare at Maro, who lowered his head in submission and stepped back. "Ravenspine said to come. Phovotos says he wants to talk." ----- [size=5][font=Castellar]Phase 2: Drama[/size] [center][emoji=d20 size=1] 16 = Ambush! [i][s]The law has somehow located the group’s hideout![/s] Flip a coin. If heads, most of them manage to escape; exalt one random dragon. If tails, two random dragons fall during the escape and must be exalted.[/i] [center]I flipped heads, so only one dragon was lost.....[b]Jekusea[/b].[/center] [/center] ----- [size=5]"J[/size]ekusea, are you busy, perhaps?" Rhian's shadow completely threw the Skydancers into darkness, and Jekusea had to strain her neck for her eyes to meet his. Obsidian paused to look up her elder, only to swiftly turn back to her talons as Zevon stared down at her with a lifeless glare. Jekusea placed her talon atop her novice's, her expression dire. "Yes, a bit. I'm teaching Obsidian how to keep her fur untangled." When the Imperial said nothing, she lifted her talon to show the Imperial the comb she held. "Ah, I see. Well, I do not mean to interrupt but...ah...." On cue, Carnelian crawled her way around her master's talon. His large yellow eyes were locked on Obsidian as he trotted towards the skydancers. "I was hoping...since you are doing so well to raise Obsidian that..ah..you and I could take our hatchlings out and teach them to hunt?" With a nervous laugh that was as fake as his smile, he elaborated, "I'm not so used to this, you see and...you are a bit more his size..so..." Red eyes glared down at the pair, and Obsidian forced herself not to cower behind her broodmother. Jekusea remained still, but a slight smile forced itself onto her face. "..S-sure. But Obsidian is...a bit too old for this. She needs to practice other things... like-" Jekusea hurriedly placed the comb in Obsidian's talon, then stood up with a flap of her wings. "-combing. You stay here and practice.....ok?" She gave her hatchling a smile, but her eyes were clouded with worry. Obsidian locked her gaze onto the blue eyes that loved her. In a tiny voice, she gasped, "Ok," her stomach tying itself into knots. The nightshade dragon stared at her a moment longer before trotting off next to Carnelian, and Obsidian watched as the troop flew off into the wasteland. They didn't return that night. Obsidian sat in her nest, combing her fur until her eyes couldn't stay open any longer. When she finally allowed her head to rest upon the edge of her nest, she dreamed of the praise she would get for her silky fur in the morning, and let her pounding heart rest. ----- [center]Obsidian grew up today, so I levelled her to 5.[/center] [quote=Twistedstripe] Maro didn't really get much of an introduction, but I wanted to focus on Rhian and the gang more, so I kinda maybe put him in as an afterthought. Whoops. Oh, yeah, and Jekusea's dead. In case the ending wasn't clear. The second death, and a tragedy too! 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Phase 1: Recruit

The Failures:
The recruits that were not worthy of joining the ranks. Farewell!
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The Successful:
The recruits that passed the test and are now members of the Skull Syndicate!

60166678p.png Maro | Marauder | Day 5 |
After a detrimental brawl with the leader of his old band, Maro was chased out with the promise of death if he ever crossed his former friends again. Armed with nothing but his skills and spite, he wandered the wasteland robbing unfortunate travellers until he found himself robbing a syndicate that was more sharp than he thought. He joined after begging for them not to kill him in exchange for his might when among numbers and unique eye for valuables.


"Tell me, why did we take this guy in, again?" Imoen glared at Kakir with poisonous green eyes, her lips curled to bear her teeth.

"Because if he's not on our side, he's on his own." The obsidian Nocturne almost snarled as he spoke. "Rhian is one of the last dragons in Sorienth we want against us. He has some connection to this place, and you can all remember how they ended up."

"...so you think Rhian killed them." Frir huffed.

"Yes. And if we aren't careful, we might end up like them. Or worse, as one of his little pets like that dead-eyed spiral he has hanging around his neck."

When his subjects' glares did not fall, he added, "It's better that we have him here, under our watch, than out in the wasteland plotting something. Had I not brought him here, he could have come and killed us at any moment. At least now we are prepared."

"And how prepared is that?" Imoen asked, her eyes fixed onto the floor.

"More prepared than we could be!"

The dragons were left silent as the Imperial's red eyes flashed in their minds.

"Uh, Kakir?" A faint voice came from outside the gathering tent. The council turned to glare at Maro, who lowered his head in submission and stepped back.

"Ravenspine said to come. Phovotos says he wants to talk."



Phase 2: Drama

16 = Ambush!
The law has somehow located the group’s hideout! Flip a coin. If heads, most of them manage to escape; exalt one random dragon. If tails, two random dragons fall during the escape and must be exalted.
I flipped heads, so only one dragon was lost.....Jekusea.



"Jekusea, are you busy, perhaps?" Rhian's shadow completely threw the Skydancers into darkness, and Jekusea had to strain her neck for her eyes to meet his. Obsidian paused to look up her elder, only to swiftly turn back to her talons as Zevon stared down at her with a lifeless glare.

Jekusea placed her talon atop her novice's, her expression dire. "Yes, a bit. I'm teaching Obsidian how to keep her fur untangled." When the Imperial said nothing, she lifted her talon to show the Imperial the comb she held.

"Ah, I see. Well, I do not mean to interrupt but...ah...." On cue, Carnelian crawled her way around her master's talon. His large yellow eyes were locked on Obsidian as he trotted towards the skydancers.

"I was hoping...since you are doing so well to raise Obsidian that..ah..you and I could take our hatchlings out and teach them to hunt?" With a nervous laugh that was as fake as his smile, he elaborated, "I'm not so used to this, you see and...you are a bit more his size..so..." Red eyes glared down at the pair, and Obsidian forced herself not to cower behind her broodmother.

Jekusea remained still, but a slight smile forced itself onto her face.

"..S-sure. But Obsidian is...a bit too old for this. She needs to practice other things... like-" Jekusea hurriedly placed the comb in Obsidian's talon, then stood up with a flap of her wings. "-combing. You stay here and practice.....ok?" She gave her hatchling a smile, but her eyes were clouded with worry.

Obsidian locked her gaze onto the blue eyes that loved her. In a tiny voice, she gasped, "Ok," her stomach tying itself into knots. The nightshade dragon stared at her a moment longer before trotting off next to Carnelian, and Obsidian watched as the troop flew off into the wasteland.

They didn't return that night.

Obsidian sat in her nest, combing her fur until her eyes couldn't stay open any longer. When she finally allowed her head to rest upon the edge of her nest, she dreamed of the praise she would get for her silky fur in the morning, and let her pounding heart rest.


Obsidian grew up today, so I levelled her to 5.
Twistedstripe wrote:
Maro didn't really get much of an introduction, but I wanted to focus on Rhian and the gang more, so I kinda maybe put him in as an afterthought. Whoops.

Oh, yeah, and Jekusea's dead. In case the ending wasn't clear. The second death, and a tragedy too!

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