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[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=86728518][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/867286/86728518.png[/img][/url] [size=5][b]Shin[/b][/size] [i]He/Him[/i][/center] ------------------------ Interacting with: [b]Open![/b] Shin is [i]not[/i] getting out of his shadow-hole. No sirree. He tucks his wings tighter around himself, relishing in the comforting blackness on all sides. They'd have to drag him out by his tail kicking and screaming. --------------------- Shin votes for [b]Salem[/b]

[center][font=candara][size=7][size=4][color=#4a0450][b][u]Kor[/u][/b][/color][/size][/size] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=67966041][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/679661/67966041.png[/img][/url] [font=candara][color=#4a0450][size=5][b]he/him[/b][/size][/color][/font] [/center] ------------------------ [b][font=candara][color=#4a0450][size=5]Interacting with:[/color][/size][size=5] no one in particular[/size][/font][/b] ------------------------ At the meeting Kor maintains a stoic presence, mostly quietly assessing the group dynamic while softly agreeing or dissenting with various opinions. He only raises his voice to diffuse tension when things get too heated, using his large bulk and intimidating presence to stop feuds from getting physical, and to remind the participants that they were going to settle this matter civilly. Throughout the affair he finds himself cautiously eyeing and tracking the movements of the fae he had met in the woods two days prior. The fellow who he now knew as Shin had continued to reside within the settlement, but notably always kept his distance from the others and seemed loathe to participate in any communal undertakings. Kor couldn't help but worry that inviting the other here was a grievous mistake. After all, the day the murders started occurring was the same day Shin had shown up. Perhaps it was time for the shadow dragon to take his leave from this place once and for all. ------------------------ [font=candara][color=#4a0450][size=6][b]Kor votes for Shin[/b][/size][/color][/font] ------------------------

[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=90197043][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/901971/90197043.png[/img][/url][/center] [center][color=#4d160a][size=4][b][font=Century Gothic] Salem [/size][/b][/color][/center][/font] [img alt=""]https://i.imgur.com/NrzsQm1.png[/img] [font=Century Gothic] [center][size=3] Salem didn't have a whole lot to go off of, but after much consideration, she votes for [color=#4d160a][b] Shin [/b][/color][/size][/center] [img alt=""]https://i.imgur.com/NrzsQm1.png[/img] [/font]

[center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/89676078][img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/896761/89676078p.png[/img][/url] [size=2][color=#d68baa][b]Reverie[/b][/color] [color=#a69fa2]She / Her Interacting With:[/color][/center] ----- Reverie frankly was rather winded by the events of last night, and so she'd spent the whole day asleep. (Daydream voted for [b]Salem[/b] in her place.)

[left][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/865622/86562186p.png[/img] ___________ [b]Sandy[/b] | [i]They/Them [/i] Interacting: None Sandy scuttled out from their den, a flower speckled shadow in the back of the meeting. Their little eyes, poking out from underneath their mop of hair, glittered like twin diamonds. And they stared directly at Salem, vicious little pinpricks of hate. Every fiber of their being hated her. They knew, [i]knew[/i] something was off about her. She was always there, always calling meetings, and always present. They snuffled, a small sound. It barely made any noise compared to the din of the other dragons. It was up to Sandy to keep the hatchlings safe- away from her. Sandy votes for [b]Shin[/b]

[center][color=#110b29][font=papyrus][b]Ilnae[/b][/font] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/90314311][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/903144/90314311.png[/img][/url] [color=#110b29]Interacting with all [rule] [left]The living dragons seemed distressed. Ilnae knew why, of course, but it still stood out. There was a lethargy in her bones that it couldn't seem to shake, and despite having first-hand experience with this particular killer, her brain just wouldn't supply the crucial details that the clan needed. It didn't help that she hadn't personally seen the killer, either. A part of her was distressed that she wasn't more helpful. A part of her was willing to let this all go if nobody else was hurt. A part of her wanted to tear apart the rest of the clan and give them the peace they deserved. A part of her wanted to crumble into dust once more. A part of her felt the need to defend those who still breathed. No, it was not paying attention to the meeting. No, it couldn't untangle its thoughts from the spaghetti swirling in her mind. Yes, by all means, it understood the importance of the conversation. No, it had nothing helpful to add. Ilnae sighed, a wheezy gust of air, before standing and turning tail to the congregation. If she couldn't help here, she'd help elsewhere. The new bones of the skydancer needed to be treated with the proper respect. [rule] Ilnae votes for [b]Smokesho[/b]

[columns][center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=64668979][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/646690/64668979p.png[/img][/url][/center][nextcol][nextcol][nextcol][font=book antiqua][size=6][b][color=#ff70bc]M[/color][color=#ff7bb9]a[/color][color=#ff87b6]l[/color][color=#fe92b3]l[/color][color=#fe9eb0]o[/color][color=#fea9ad]w[/color][/b] [emoji=cloud size=1] [b][color=#ff70bc]s[/color][color=#ff7aba]h[/color][color=#ff83b7]e[/color][color=#ff8db5]/[/color][color=#fe96b2]h[/color][color=#fea0b0]e[/color][color=#fea9ad]r[/color][/b][/size] [size=5]interacting with: no one [/columns] ----- [font=book antiqua][size=4]When the stress hanging in the air only seemed to intensify, Mallow felt a little... helpless. She doesn't quite understand why any of the lovely dragons were so upset. She hoped that the little ones at least remain unharmed, though. If only she had one of her other more emotionally attuned spirit friends around, this would be a lot easier. ----- [center][font=book antiqua][size=5]Mallow votes for [b]Salem[/b]

[center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/792#post_58533561][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/999076/99907595p.png[/img][/url] [size=4][font=times new roman]Hoarfrost | He/Him Interacting with no one [/center] ----- [size=4][font=times new roman]Hoarfrost is honestly quite confused at the moment. He had just awoken from what felt like a 2-day slumber, seeing himself back at the clearing where gatherings took place. There was another meeting, and another death. Mulling over his memories when he was half asleep, he remembered seeing a corpse below a cliff and a trail of charcoal before blacking out each time. Hoarfrost recognized one of the dragons in the meeting, it was the same individual that he saw the corpse of, though she still looked dead even if alive. As for the latter memory, he was sure of the fact that it was a trail of charcoal, perhaps from controlled burning, but no other detail stuck out to him. Hoarfrost thinks that he'd prefer to sleep for another day. ----- [center][size=5][font=times new roman]Hoarfrost votes for [b]Smoksho[/b]

[center][img]https://ehyde.neocities.org/smoksho%20slice.png[/img] [rule] [color=orange][size=7]Smoksho[/size][/color] [rule] Interacting with: Shin, sort of [rule][/center] Smoksho shook out his smoky wings and peered into the shadows. It was definitely Shin. The shadow dragon moved away as he came closer. He clearly didn't want to talk to Smoksho, and when he tried to say something to him, his vision went dark for a few seconds. [rule] [b]Smoksho[/b] votes for [b]Shin[/b]

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