@Swiftblight It's pretty much what your dragon's job is. Like, Kale is a Wizard, Whisper is a traveler and Kat is a Warrior Mage. Things like that XP
@Swiftblight It's pretty much what your dragon's job is. Like, Kale is a Wizard, Whisper is a traveler and Kat is a Warrior Mage. Things like that XP
Achilles / Steven .He / Thae / They / It » 1999 .Writer » Artist » Roleplayer .FR +3 » Offline Weekends
Achilles / Steven .He / Thae / They / It » 1999 .Writer » Artist » Roleplayer .FR +3 » Offline Weekends
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The path was long, the night was young, and Katrina was ready for anything. Her Solidscale Shoulder Guards had been repaired very recently, and her leather wraps replaced. Her cowl was pulled over her face more then usual, and her bright green eyes shined under the hood as she made her way down the dusty road.
It was a very peaceful night, she could say that. But it wouldn't last, that she was sure of. The Tundra was always very wary about any strangers, and always stiff, ready to defend herself with the spells her father had taught her. Kale... a great Dragon Wizard, one of the best in all the WindSinger's lands--that was Katrina's option anyway.
The path was long, the night was young, and Katrina was ready for anything. Her Solidscale Shoulder Guards had been repaired very recently, and her leather wraps replaced. Her cowl was pulled over her face more then usual, and her bright green eyes shined under the hood as she made her way down the dusty road.
It was a very peaceful night, she could say that. But it wouldn't last, that she was sure of. The Tundra was always very wary about any strangers, and always stiff, ready to defend herself with the spells her father had taught her. Kale... a great Dragon Wizard, one of the best in all the WindSinger's lands--that was Katrina's option anyway.
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((Blarg, short post XP))
Achilles / Steven .He / Thae / They / It » 1999 .Writer » Artist » Roleplayer .FR +3 » Offline Weekends
The dull sound of leathery wings grows as the mighty Guardian swoops lower. Glancing around, the blue dragon spots someone on the path below and banks to the left. Flying in a low circle, Boreas suddenly flares to slow his descent which kicks up a large cloud of dust from the road. He keeps a respectful distance from the Tundra, partially because he noticed her armor. Boreas allows a smile to curve across his face to his pale green eyes and he bows his head to the stranger.
“Evening.†He says, the voice rumbling through the peaceful air. A small pair of bright orange eyes peek out from behind his horns. They belong to a tiny Fae female who was taking shelter there, as to not be blown off while flying. She says nothing, but regards the strange dragon with suspicion.
The dull sound of leathery wings grows as the mighty Guardian swoops lower. Glancing around, the blue dragon spots someone on the path below and banks to the left. Flying in a low circle, Boreas suddenly flares to slow his descent which kicks up a large cloud of dust from the road. He keeps a respectful distance from the Tundra, partially because he noticed her armor. Boreas allows a smile to curve across his face to his pale green eyes and he bows his head to the stranger.
“Evening.†He says, the voice rumbling through the peaceful air. A small pair of bright orange eyes peek out from behind his horns. They belong to a tiny Fae female who was taking shelter there, as to not be blown off while flying. She says nothing, but regards the strange dragon with suspicion.
Acid's neon green wings were tucked tight into his side, red eyes searched the road ahead of him. He snorted there were two dragons blocking the road right in front of him. One wore a cowl, another was a large guardian. The obsidian male shook his head when he noticed a small Fae dragon was behind the guardian's horns.
Slowing to a stop Acid tilted his head at the cowled female, before turning eyes to regard the blue guardian. Acid tossed his head and took two steps back, "So wheres the Toll Troll?"
Acid's neon green wings were tucked tight into his side, red eyes searched the road ahead of him. He snorted there were two dragons blocking the road right in front of him. One wore a cowl, another was a large guardian. The obsidian male shook his head when he noticed a small Fae dragon was behind the guardian's horns.
Slowing to a stop Acid tilted his head at the cowled female, before turning eyes to regard the blue guardian. Acid tossed his head and took two steps back, "So wheres the Toll Troll?"