Roleplay

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Pan wanted through the tall grass of the Wind Swept Plateaus as if it were a lake, her furred arms held above and wings lifted as she looked around. She stood and stretched up as far as she could to try and find her friend, I should have just listened to her.. she thought, her hooded face twisting in pain, "Archive! " she called, sharp eyes wide.

Her head snapped to one side as she saw movement, she took a few hesitant steps and the movement quickened. Pan didn't stop to think if it was Archive or not and dashed after the movement, wings now pulled tight against her clothed back. Why is Archive heading for the watering holes? Pan thought, still following. Soon they were within sight of the pond sized pools of water, "Archive!" Pan called, tears coming to her eyes as her friend kept running.

She was about to call again when her clawed caught on something and she tipped forward, right into one of the pools. Pan spread her wings to try and stop the fall, but she was already in. Her wings soaked up some of the water, the feathers on the damp, she couldn't fly out. Her head burst above thebwater, her hood plastered to her face in uncomfortable folds, "Pan!" came a cry from behind her. She turned around, only catching a glimpse of her red eyed friend's worried face before getting sacked under.

Pan raised a claw, her own barely grazing Archive's, then she was gone. Everything was dark and yet light as Pan was ducked into a light, and then cold and hot, quiet and loud. Pan curled up, her wings folding around her as she tried to make sense of this. She spasmed as a pain shot through her back and the base of her spine. When she saw what looked like the water's surface, she pushed up- or was it down?

She broke the surface and clawed her way up the bank. She rested her hand on the sand, to find she didn't have to crane her neck. She blinked and bolted up, nearly collapsing due to the pain that shot through her. She lifted her hands to get the bit of sand off her facial fur, only to notice she no longer had claws, or fur. She blanched as she looked at the soft, brown skin that covered her once claws, "Wh-" Pan tried to speak, but only a wheeze came out. She turned and sat on the bank, looking over in the water. She had a smaller, flatter face that reminded her of a centaur or sethris, and short brown hair More centaur... Since I don't have scales. she looked down, thinking she'd see hover, to be greeted by more skin and clothes.

She looked around to see others looking just like her, "Wh-er a-arr wee?" she asked, her voice hoarse and the words had to get out. She didn't dare try to stand. She'd spent most over her lift on her hind claws, but her feet had been much bigger than they are now. She plan a hand across her brow, a thin sheen of water coming off, this climate was warmer than the plateau, and wetter too. She licked it and scrunched her face, Are we near the ocean? she thought, not feeling the same wind nor smelling the same salt that accompanied her home. She had no concept of producing the water herself.

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Merrinii watched as several other dragons came, some from the water some from the sky and some that seemed to have been spit up by the earth. She began to panic, but kept her face stern, yellow eyes scanning the new crowd as she fought to keep her composure. She grabbed a handful of sand and struggled to her feet, opening her mouth only to shut it again. She could tell these dragons were all scared and all wondering what was going on as she was, but she couldn't think of how to handle this situation.
She scanned the area, finding a large stick and going to a rather clear spot of sand. Why would i be brought her alone? Shery would be much better at figuring out what's going on and helping the others. She sighed, getting used to the weird feeling of this new body. She began scribbling in the sand with the stick, trying to still the shaking of her hands so that she could write out a message to the others. She finished writing and looked around, raising her new hand and waving it around, snapping to try and get their attention. Of course it had to be me, the gods had to choose the mute one of the clan to send to this ungodly place. she sighed, standing by her message and waiting for anyone to notice her and try to figure out what's going on. It wasn't much, but she hoped that someone would know how to get everyone talking more than she would.
She looked at her message again, making sure that it was all legible. Where did you all come from? Does anyone know where we are? Is anyone hurt?

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She heard noises around her and whipped around, getting into a defensive crouch as she saw strange and lumbering two-legged creatures. She hissed, wishing she had better eyesight. Was this what it was like to be a non-Shadow dragon in The Tangled Wood? How pitiful. Seeing that the strange shapes were also bumbling like she had been, she tilted her head to the side, trying to figure out what was wrong with them. Were they also dragons that got sucked into this weird world?

Not far away was a figure with a rather large stick waving at the rest of them. Curious, Saevia carefully walked over to see what she was waving and snapping about, her arms still out a little to counterbalance. In the soft sand was a message and she read it. "T-ta-angled Wo-od. Wh-who are you?" she asked, her voice halting and throat constricting oddly. This was going to be annoying.

Balerion

He glanced all around him, wondering what was going on. He saw one waving a stick and another walking to it, somehow talking. He shakily got up, trying to balance as he walked, nearly falling a few times. Once he was a few feet away he stopped, before he sat down awkwardly. He listened as it spoke as he gazed to the one that it was talking to, wondering what the reply was going to be.

Belinda

She watched the dark skinned creature stand and walk to two others. 'What is it doing?' she thought, slightly irritated that she didn't know the answer. 'Great way to sound smart, just be completely dumb. Sure that's defiantly going to work,' she silently snapped to herself as she glared at the male looking creature. 'Is it going to hurt them, or is it going to be completely docile,' she thought, rolling her eyes at the word 'docile'. 'Who would be docile for something that you don't even know, that's just a death sentence,' she thought as she watched the creature, wondering what its next course of action would be.

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Luke simpli eyed everyone around him before attempting to stand up, he removed his sword from its shaft & with a weak grasp on it he manged to use it as a walking stick of some sort. Know able to kinda of catch his balance he quietly wobbled near the figure with the stick eyeing her before eyeing her message. A rather annoyed meow followed behind him as his Tabby, aced angry whined, absolutely p*ssed at becoming drenched. "Yes Ace I get your wet, your hurt, I'm pretty everyone else here is so get over it won't you?!" He angry snapped at the cat, has his attention turned to Merrinii & everyone else. His wasnt quite sure who there where or what there why, but he guessed they where dragons sucked up here as well & turned into theses werid bootleg Beastclans. "You now... Know that I think about theses forms seem familiar to the creatures of the second age... I'v studied about them before..." He mutter to himself.

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It turned out Helios couldn't swim very well in this form. Irys had an easier time as it was just a les spindly version of how she used to look. Half dragging Helios to shore, Irys fixed her gaze on the other creatures on the waterfront. They all looked marginally similar to one another, but with their own variants. All with the same fleshy skin.

"Hey!" Irys called out as soon as she had hauled herself and Helios onto the sandy shore. She struggled to stand, her legs feeling strange beneath her and her balance off kilter, but she managed to shakily make her way over to a pair of the creatures. One had taken to drawing words out into the sand, a silent message. She heard the second creature reply just as Helios joined her side.

"Tangled Wood? We're from the Icefields," she said by way of greeting. She studied the other two creatures, figuring them to be like her as well. Dragons who were no longer dragons. "Do either of you know how we got here?"

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Akir shakily followed the other... creatures over to a place where they were all grouping together. They had to be like her, right? Oh. One of them mentioned the Tangled Wood, and the Icefield. They were other dragons, just as she was. What did this to us? Wind brushed past her, and it felt so strange without scales that she flinched.

Only a moment later she was close enough to look at the message one of the other transformed dragons had scratched into the ground: Where did you all come from? Does anyone know where we are? Is anyone hurt? Akir wondered if she should speak or not, then gathered her courage and made up her mind to say just enough to join in the conversation, but hopefully not enough to attract much notice. She had no idea who these dragons were, and that made her a bit wary. "I'm from the Sea of a Thousand Currents," she said softly. "I'm wondering how we got here as well. And why we look like this - a spell, maybe. But if it is... cast by who? And why?" Well, that was more than I intended to say. Watch yourself, Aki... you don't know who to trust.

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I'll need to get up eventually.... Pan thought, shaking as she pushed up onto her hind legs. She teetered and fell, use to using her wings to balance herself. She coughed up a but of sand and stood once more, forcing herself to use her arms this time. Arms out for balance, and a concentrated look in her emerald eyes, set her off towards the others.

She had things on the bottom of her feet and clothes that covered most of her body, but still the air felt strange on the bare parts of skin. She tentatively brushed the short, brown hair from her face and made it to where the others are, she read the message and once everyone was done speaking, spoke. "I'm P-pan. I'm from the Windswept Plateau, clan CornixElecti." she introduced herself, "I-I personally don't know how we got here, could it have b-been someone from this side?" she posed, her head tilted to the side.

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Merrinii watched as slowly several people made their way over. She listened as a dark haired girl spoke of the tangled woods, and a few others who spoke of the icefields, sea of a thousand currents, and the windswept plateau, as well as one who spoke of studying creatures like this from the second age.
Her eyes brightened, mood lifting slightly as something sparked in the back of her mind, she remembered something similar. She took her weird boot thing and cleared the message in the sand, using the stick for balance as she did so. She scribbled more on the ground, her only way of talking to them. She sighed, It would have been much easier if Shery had been the one to come here. Shaking her head she finished her message, answering as many questions as she could while asking one of her own in the small space she had.
Name's Merrinii, clan GrunHexe in the Shrieking wilds. Do you mean the Magi? Do you think we were sent back in time? She frowned, looking around. It didn't look like these trees were too old but they did look like different kinds than the ones she had become accustomed to living in. This was definitely a different place but is it a different time? Her face scrunched as she pondered this question, noticing that there was still one new creature staying a ways away from the forming group. She frowned, knitting her brow as she tried to imagine why they would stay back. Sure everyone could be a threat but they were all in the same boat and they should at least try to be friends with everyone...It might be the only way to get back home..

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She looked around at the other creatures, their responses to the written question making it clear that everyone in their group was a dragon. She cleared her throat and swallowed, trying to get a feel for her strange throat. As the one with the stick, Merrinii according to her writing, wrote out her question, Saevia looked around and pursed her lips.

"I--ahem--I don't think we've gone back in time," she said, "It appears as though we've gone elsewhere. I thought I was being transported back to my lair when I fell through. Besides, if we went back in time then shouldn't we still be dragons?" As she spoke, she managed to relax her throat and get used to how she made sounds. She'd have to get used to everything fairly quickly and blend in as best she could, no sense in sticking out too much when she didn't know the dangers of wherever they all were.