Roleplay

grimiore, a powerful fae that seemed like a valient crusador, despite looking more like a black knight. trains out in a field, not realising it was not part of his clan's territory, he continues to fly about. practicing aerial combat, although it was difficult with his more recent wounds.

a snap is heard in the bushes. he quickly looks over only to fly into a rock.
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"ow..."

@ClockworkMadness
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@crookedhalo1109 sorry, forgot to add ya)

(Oh whoopises @clockworkmadness Before I start, which one is saying ow? And I'm going to use this one if it's alright with you? [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=18370558] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/183706/18370558_350.png[/img] [/url]

@crookedhalo1109 grimiore is. And that is fine ^^)

( @crookedhalo1109 and the character i am using.)

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@ClockworkMadness

The pearlcatcher shuffled through the woods, his clan having put him on guarding the forest. He was convinced it was some sort of punishment for his last 'escapade'. Only one dragon was injured, and even that was minimal.

Suddenly, he smelled something. It was like a wounded animal, nervous and... Blood. He laid his ears back, nervous. If there was that scent around, there would likely be predators, whether they caused the smell or not. He negotiated his pearl up onto his back in between his wings, where it comfortably slid into place. His ears still laid back, he crept forward slowly, pushing though a bush and cracking it. Great, he thought, there goes my element of surprise. He pushed through the bush anyways, thinking he could always run away if it was too difficult. He found himself in a clearing, and looked around for the scent. The source was a fae, on the ground in front of a rock. The first thing that occurred to him was that the fae was injured. The second: They were not from his clan. He thought the first realization took precedence.
"Are you alright?" And then, "You're not from around here, are you." It was a question, but the tone was a statement.

@crookedhalo1109

The fae on its own appears powerful. Like the champion of its clan. He gets up, shading his head a little derpily as he looks around for the voice. He looked like a black knight from his armour.. And his size was roughly half a tundra, gigantic for a fae..

"I-im fine.. still not exactly used to this.." judging from the state he was in, he was trying to fly.. but his wings were huge, certainly flying should be no problem for him!

@ClockworkMadness

He cocked his head to the side.
"Used to... What exactly? And you do know that this is our territory..?" He stated.

The pearlcatcher rolled his pearl down his back and tail and put it back under his foot. His claws stroked the surface of the gem, eyeing the fae with a mix of curiosity and suspicion.