KirbyOfHyrule
Knight
'Hero' might not be exactly the word you're searching for...
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Post by KirbyOfHyrule on Mar 13, 2012 10:32:50 GMT -8
Some movement on the ground caught hist attention. appearently, some guy tried to follw the Dragon on foot. 'The people in this town are weird. Oh well, happy hunting.' Forgath smiled. that could actually turn out intersting. Something else caught his eye. An angel (meybe the one Forgath had seen before? He looked similar, but it was pretty dark, exept the fires the dragon caused) seemed to follow the guy who was following the dragon. He had nothing else to do,so Gorgath ascended himself and started following the angel. 'Let's see,how long it'll take till someone decides to follow me.' he smirked. He realized another sillhouette foolwing the dragon, that just started tearing the roof from a pub. "Hey you idiot,I planned on getting a drink later." The dragon ventured further leading a trail of fire,ashes and destruction. Another Shadow follwed the trail from the pub's ruins. "Seems like it's going to be a real party" Forgath smiled. "Well then, first one who delivers the killing blow will pay the drinks for tonight." he yelled,laughing manically. Was he really planning to fight a dragon,well knowing his blades coundn't do any harm to the giant creature? Well, at least he wasn't bored any more. For now.
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Post by aimzicr on Mar 13, 2012 12:00:30 GMT -8
Vessa looked around, hearing more footsteps and the sound of breathing. More joining the imprompteau pack. Interesting.
Suddenly, the hunt for the dragon seemed a lot more likely to be successful.
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Post by Pentharis on Mar 13, 2012 12:19:06 GMT -8
The angel looked back a bit and noticed their crew. "Well this is a sight. Everyone! if we're going to band together, we must know what we're doing before we go in to investigate. Sneaky sorts to the centre, tanks to the front, healers to the back. I'll fly up and see where he's off to." He called down, not caring who's side the group was on, but hoping they'd have the sense to follow a traditional battle pattern. Healers were weak and necessary, so they generally stayed to the back. Tanks were the first line of defence, with the sneaky sorts staying to the middle to loot and backstab where they were needed.
Natan flew up a bit to investigate, and saw the dragon perching itself in some low foothills, to curl up. He swooped back down low with the others, staying just above their heads and to the side some to fill them all in. "It's perched in the foothills some distance from here. We may make it by morning if we continue to run, but we'll be out of breath and in no condition to fight it. I suggest if we do make it, we take the attack slow, and investigate before we leap into anything. It's a dragon, after all. I know nothing of lore, but if I were to guess, it looks like a Black Lands dragon. If it's flown all this way, it's probably going to sleep through most everything, and at a cursory glance, none of us are prepared to fight one. I can't operate on one, and I don't see blunt weapons on you lot, but my eyesight may be going with age. I am nobody's leader, but I don't want to have to operate on someone with half of their torso missing, either, so keep that in mind should you choose not to heed advice." He warned to the party, sounding like he would help regardless. He seemed quite open-minded to this sudden band of adventurers on what seemed to be an obvious suicide mission. He didn't even know any of their names but he was planning battle tactics where they clearly weren't needed.
"Actually, on that note of orders and suggestions, should we stop as a group, I would like to suggest that the first thing we do is learn one-another's names, and elect a party leader. As individual and undoubtedly unruly as we all are, I've seen more than one individual on my operating table who thought it would be a good idea to go it alone. They're usually the ones that don't make it." He pointed out dryly, but kept his tone polite and civil. He just continued to fly slightly above all of them, following the graverobber who led them as though he was the leader and Natan was only a tactical advisor. Which may have been the case, he still wasn't sure. He was definitely the most talkative of them, it seemed. And when the angel with the plague doctor mask is most talkative, you may have some problems.
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Post by missdetermined on Mar 13, 2012 12:35:38 GMT -8
Amelia stared at herself in the mirror. Everything had to be perfect for the show. Nothing could go wrong tonight. Nothing ever went wrong. She sighed and put the mirror down. The show would start soon and for some reason she felt like tonight, everything changed. She would do her act and everything would be fine, that's all she could tell herself. She quickly said a prayer that everything would be fine and that the fire would follow her will. After finishing she stood up and watched the fire that seemed to come from her hand. It danced around with a playful feeling. That's the reason she loved fire. It had the personality of a human. It seemed to lick her hand in anticipation of the soon to come show. She smiled and ran her hand over the flame. "Ready, friend" she whispered as she walked out on to the stage.
The show took off and Amelia danced with the flame. The show went as it usually did until flames came from the sky. At first she thought it was beautiful, even if it was her losing control of her spell. Then she saw the dragon that flew over head just long enough to make everyone leave. She sighed as she stopped her dance and put out the flames. Putting away the fan she used when not controlling the flame with her hands.
As she left the stage, watching people run in terror, she saw a few people who seemed to...be following the dragon. She smiled. If anything it could be fun to dance in a dragons fire. At least she could watch as these people lost to the dragon. She followed in a jog watching the angel fly and the rest of them running after the dragon. Strangers after the same cause. An adventure, or maybe just for a fight. When the angel spoke she wasn't sure where she would be put so she just went to the center. "Agreed if the rest agree."
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KirbyOfHyrule
Knight
'Hero' might not be exactly the word you're searching for...
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Post by KirbyOfHyrule on Mar 13, 2012 12:45:58 GMT -8
While plague doctor Angel held his motivationg speech and suggested,they'd better cooperate if they really planned to attack the dragon,Forgath started circleing below him. He scanned the group. The Angel was really the one he'd seen earlier that day,and the "leader" seemed to be the guy who looted the doctors last victim. 'familiar faces.' Forgath didn't knew,who the other two followers were,but he didn't really care.The way he saw it, they'd either slay the dragon together or get's eaten by it. 'Oh great,Angel-boy pleas for a meet&greet' he thought,when the plague doctor suggested a break and that they should introduce themselves. "Oh yeah, great idea. I'm Forgath Scaleskin. Come on into my arms,my dear flying friend" he laughed,as he flew towards the angel.
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Post by Pentharis on Mar 13, 2012 13:00:05 GMT -8
The angel withdrew a bit and raised his scalpel at Forgath. "Distance, if you please. I'm nice because I have no reason to be otherwise, and I'm aware that your race will dull my scalpel before it ever reaches anything vital, but If pressed I'm okay with making that temporary sacrifice." He was not a huggy person. At least, not without knowing people well enough first. It didn't help that lizards had a habit of eating birds, and some part of him seemed to remember that (as illogical as it was). Still, he couldn't help but feel it was necessary.
"Now we have no reason to fight, and if you want any chance of defeating a dragon, you may want a healer to repair the wounds. I am not someone one makes enemies with lightly, and we have no good reason to fight. So a little distance would be preferred." He stated as diplomatically as possible, while retaining a suspicious eye toward the draco-human. It wasn't race-based, he just wasn't sure he liked the tone that he put forth while flying at him. Flying at someone isn't usually the way one makes friends.
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Post by aimzicr on Mar 13, 2012 13:19:17 GMT -8
Vessa, who was pacing herself with a jog rather than all out sprint to keep pace with the group, slowed a little to better consider the words of the winged plague doctor. And to try and cool down a little from the heat, but that didn't count.
"Why 'elect' a leader?" She asked, a little puzzled. "If none of us are prepared to hunt that beast, then taking the time to prepare on the path to the footholds where it waits should be plenty of time to decide who amongst us are fit to lead." She smiled, a wide cheerful grin that seemed a little unsuitable for someone in heavy leather armour. "A true leader proves their worth first before they are accepted. And we are all strangers to each other."
She made a point of looking into everyone's eyes, one by one, and holding their gaze a few seconds. "I am Vessa, a tracker and hunter of the Frozen Tundra." For all her smile, there was something firm in her tone that suggested she was testing the idea of being the group's leader, and liked it.
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Post by missdetermined on Mar 13, 2012 13:26:31 GMT -8
She smiled, as Amelia watched the draco-human and angel went back and forth. The creatures seemed like they would be a unique pairing to work together. "Boys, Boys, back to getting to know about each other. Amelia at your service" she bowed while running which for most people could come out looking clumsy but a dancer always had their grace so it looked as a bow should. Looking at the other people around her, she wondered who they were. Could all of them possible be a team and work together? She honestly couldn't see herself working with any of them.
Playing with fire as she waited for the others to speak. Fire equaled beauty to her. She smiled and let the fire run over her arm. Fighting a dragon didn't happen every day but her mind could only stay on the fire while she had it out. For some reason she always had trouble focusing once she had her fire out. She wouldn't call it an obsession but some could. "As for leader" she spoke with her eyes on the fire the whole time "Any one want to step forward?" She wouldn't she knew that. She would love to lead, in fact she thought she was perfect for the rule. With the two flying men and the others, she had a feeling none would follow her.
When the girl called Vessa spoke, Amelia looked her over. She wasn't sure what she thought about a hunter being the leader. She preferred someone with more capability. No offense to the girl and if everyone wanted her as leader Amelia could agree, but she preferred an experienced leader. When Vessa met her eyes she gave her the same steady look back. Challenging her to show what she could do as a leader.
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Post by aimzicr on Mar 13, 2012 13:35:13 GMT -8
Vessa's eyes flick to the fire, and she gives a small snort. Her gaze, when she meets Amelia's is a little colder than the look she'd given to everyone else. Almost icy.
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Post by missdetermined on Mar 13, 2012 13:42:59 GMT -8
Amelia put out the flame after the look from the girl. She could tell she was going to very much like this girl, whether they got along or not. She would have fun challenging her at least. "I would rather have a leader as we face a dragon. Someone to give orders and control things when things get difficult, when fighting a dragon they tend to get difficult" she said in a soft voice her eyes always staying on Vessa. It was odd that she suggest they wait for a leader, when also suggesting that she be the leader. "Anyone else want to throw in an opinion?" she asked. Her eyes looked the girl up and down and waited for her reply.
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KirbyOfHyrule
Knight
'Hero' might not be exactly the word you're searching for...
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Post by KirbyOfHyrule on Mar 13, 2012 13:50:22 GMT -8
Forgath had a hard moment holding his laughter back,when the angel retreated. But he had been fallen more then once because he started laughing to much while flying. It was actually pretty hard to concentrate on flying, when you're laughing tears. "Allright, my feathered friend.Don't wet yourself, I'm just kidding." He smirked and circled downwards. The girls seemed to started already debating who should be their leader. this could get interesting. "Well ladies, what shall we do? will you roll some dice? Or should anybody prepare a puddle of mud so you can fight for leadership?" he started laughing again. 'oh crap... concentrate;forgath,concentrate...' but it was to late. Their confused faces amused him enough,he lost his concentration and started falling. He hit the ground and laughed even more,while he cleared his face from the ashes.
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Post by aimzicr on Mar 13, 2012 14:12:47 GMT -8
"I am suggesting that on our path towards the dragon, the more capable of us will prove themselves our leader," she said, relaxing as the flame was extinguished. This place was hot enough as it was. "I am aware of my own strengths and abilities, but not of any of yours. And the same could be said for all of you - we are all strangers. Time will tell which of us is best suited to the task."
She smirked faintly at the fallen draco-human as he picked himself up. "I'd say snow or ice water over mud. Less to clean up later."
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Post by missdetermined on Mar 13, 2012 14:37:48 GMT -8
Amelia smiled at the draco-human as he fell. He reminded her of a child. When Vessa spoke she nodded. She was right in a way but they also needed a leader now. How could they face the dragon without one? "What ever you all would like to do." When Vessa spoke again she laughed. Which was an odd occasion for her. "Are you suggestion that we do fight? I warn you Vessa, I happen to be quiet the fighter." Being a dancer made you flexible and a lot of dance moves could easily be used as fighting moves. She could see how the girl could fight back as a hunter, but Amelia was sure she could take her.
She shook her head. They had no time for joking. They had a dragon to face. "So does anyone have any battle strategies, any moves we should know of that could help us fight? How about you Forgath, any specialties?"
As she spoke she had to keep herself from lighting the fire again. She would if it didn't seem to make Vessa uncomfortable. She was trying to keep everyone calm and on subject. The dragon seemed like it was waiting for him. Almost as if it wanted to fight them. Could a dragon be complex? She had never wondered about the possibility of dragons minds.
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KirbyOfHyrule
Knight
'Hero' might not be exactly the word you're searching for...
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Post by KirbyOfHyrule on Mar 13, 2012 15:00:15 GMT -8
Forgath knocked off the ashes froms his robes. Well, my specialities... You mean besides beim impervious to blades, just getting tickeld by lightning,yawning at ice and just offering a cold smile to fire? As you saw,I can fly,just like the doc - and regarding what just happend and the fact I'm still alive, it seems like the only being capable of defeating me is...myself.But that's no problem,I generally don't fight myself when I'm facing a dragon. Oh,and did I meintion,I might unterstand the dragon better then all of you combined? after all,I 'm part-dragon myself." He stretched his arms. "So,what about you two ladies fighting? When will that happen?" Talikng,just talking. He already started feeling bored again.
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Post by Pentharis on Mar 13, 2012 15:07:18 GMT -8
"You're not impervious to blades, dragons are. You're resistant." The angel corrected dryly. He paused a moment. "I should know, I've had to operate on them." He pointed out, to explain himself. It was absolutely impossible to operate on a dragon, but operating on a draco-human was possible. It was just very -very- difficult. He wouldn't attempt to steal organs from them unless he had to, that was far too much effort. "Fighting amongst ourselves is a ridiculous notion, we'll be weak before we ever touch the dragon. Better instead to consider tactics. I propose that when we get to a spot to rest by the dragon, we stop and plan battle strategies. The best battle strategy becomes the leader -at least for the moment- and we can see how it goes from there. It's a logical and effective way to do things without quarreling amongst ourselves. But of course we wouldn't be able to vote for our own tactics, so that we won't end up in a tie. Hopefully, anyway." Natan suggested patiently, hiding his distaste for Forgath only barely. He knew the lizardlike being would probably grow on him in time, so he tried to be fair about it.
"As for the moment, we should keep travelling until we are close, then make camp so that we can consider our options, and learn one-another's strengths for better planning." He advised. He didn't seem interested in becoming the leader, only that he wanted someone who would take things logically. Thus far he was actually considering the grave robber first as a leader. Possibly because he hadn't said anything to get on his nerves, yet. Possibly because he was following the grave robber in the first place.
"If you think about it, we've already got a leader. We all started following him." The angel pointed out, gesturing toward the grave robber as though pointing out that they had missed a biblical sign.
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