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Post by Tismri on Feb 26, 2009 22:55:15 GMT -5
OOC: Let's get this show on the road, blod! lol!
Tismri sat on Ismrolde, her mind still in a daze. She kept thinking back to that day when Kaylayn attacked them. The day she told him she loved him.
It was all a blur now, really. She could hardly remember anything about it except that he had gotten angry about...about what? She wracked her brain and twisted her mind but could find to answers.
She and Ismrolde had retreated to Sharktooth for the time being. It was an isolated rock only inhabited by strange monks. She didn't bother them and they didn't bother her.
Heart-friend, if you keep thinking about it over and over, you're going to drive me insane, Ismrolde told her gently. Tismri placed her hand on the copper dragon's shoulder.
I know, Ismrolde, but I can't help it. I only wish I knew what caused Kaylayn to have such a destructive, chaotic nature...and that I could stop it somehow. I love him.
I know, little one, I know.
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Post by blodhgarm on Feb 27, 2009 15:03:31 GMT -5
occ: Yeah my first pole play as the great Lokierm.
Lokierm sniffed the air and shaking his head sadly. He had been back for two days and already he was disappointed by this new Alagasiea. It even smelt different from four hundred or so years ago. It was in war which was tearing the place apart. Riders weren't doing anything and to top it all off ancients seemed to be appearing. When he thought over that he let out a burst of laughter thinking how young the ancients would appear to him and his Jorm. He patted Jormungand fondly on the side of his massive neck which obviously wouldn't have even registered past the thick plates if they hadn't been emotionally connected. We are almost there older one. Lokierm laughed as Jormungand called him that thinking how funny it was for the dragon to call him older even though he was a century older and just as wise which was why he occasionally said that.
Jorm flew around a couple miles or so from Sharktooth the little place they use to hand out in, but he could already see the place was inhabited and unless they were blind they could see him even though he wouldn't seen as big as he truly was. He saw a dragon large yet smaller then him. His huge mouth let out a tremendous roar shaking the waves below and still carrying to the perfectly to the island. Lokierm just laughed his dragon cloak flying backwards and his blue marks, more intricate then Kaylayn's, glowed as his magic started to flow ready for release.
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Post by Tismri on Feb 27, 2009 22:25:20 GMT -5
Tismri and Ismrolde looked up at the same instant as they saw a great red dragon appear in the sky. Neither of them could tell exactly how large it was, but they knew it was big. He let out a loud roar that seemed to shake the whole island. Ismrolde took flight away from the beach as huge tital waves soaked the place.
Who could this be? Ismrolde asked as they flew upward.
I don't know. I suppose we could go see, Tismri replied, grateful for a distraction from her confusion.
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Post by blodhgarm on Feb 28, 2009 11:20:35 GMT -5
Lokierm laughed loudly his voice magnified by a spell. He walked calmly up Jorm's neck even as the large dragon was flying t the other one smaller but large. He guessed it was about half Jorm's age and gave a shrug as he finally finished his walk and stood on top of Jomrungand's mountainous head that could have held a dozen people comfortably. "Come rider speak your name and intentions clearly to Lokierm the Omnipotent and Jormungand the Powerful." Jorm flew lazy circles around the other dragon but a dragon of his size couldn't just hover so he calmly drifted to the island his girth blocking out the sun and making the monks look up in fear yet going back to work as he settled were Ismorlde use to yet took up more space.
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Post by Tismri on Feb 28, 2009 15:14:40 GMT -5
Ismrolde and Tismri were both startled at the size of the dragon, seeing that it was much larger than she was.
And here I was thinking I was among the oldest still living, Ismrolde commented. Tismri shook her head a little when she heard what the Rider called out.
"If you were truly omnipotent, would you not know what my name and intentions were? Do not claim titles unless you have proof of them. As to my name, I am Tismri, Rider of Ismrolde." She could not see the Rider very clearly; he was only a small figure on the large dragon's neck. But she could spot long white hair that somehow made her think of Kaylayn.
"Our intentions are peaceable ones. We are only here to momentarily escape our pressing duties and rest."
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Post by blodhgarm on Feb 28, 2009 16:21:27 GMT -5
occ: Remember Kaylayn's Nightmare he was supposed to give it to you at the end of Order vs Chaos.
Lokierm shook his head, his long white hair flying all around. The girl didn't understand the difference between all powerful and all knowing. He cackled madly and his dragon cot flapped in the air. The dragon scales made a loud snapping sound and he rubbed his bracelets which held powerful gems. They are a feisty bunch. Yes Jorm they are but they aren't as powerful as us I think I would like to talk to that female. Jorm let a large smoke cloud come out as he chuckled which sounded more like a series of avalanches falling. " Well fellow rider lets talk, since you don't think me powerful lets talk." He jumped into the air powered by magic flying a hundred feet into the air and slamming down creating a ten foot crater and laughing all the while. "Right here is find!"
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Post by arwyn on Feb 28, 2009 16:32:28 GMT -5
Nextith crept up to look at the scene before him. He saw the elf leap off the dragon and land so hard that a crater formed. Another dragon circled overhead.
Oversized lizards. That one is really oversized. But powerfull. Not to be mocked. Is he friend or foe? Is his Rider? Hopefully friend.He turned to watch again.
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Shanith took Senor to the monks against his will. They were fearful and chased the dragon off.
I wonder...
Shanith raised her head and sniffed the air.
Dragons! Two, incredibly large dragons.
Oh great. thought Senor sarcasticly.
And... an elf. Not a Rider.
Senor perked up.
Thats interesting. Lets see who it is.
Shanith took off again.
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Nextith raised his head suddenly.
Another over-grown lizard. And its rider.
He drew his swords and watched as the dragon landed. It was a great, red beast.
It's rider slid off its back and stuck his nose in the air defiantly. Nextith rolled in the grass laughing.
"Whats the matter boy? You smell something?" he macked.
Senor grew angry and drew his sword.
"Oh, ho, the boy wants to fight." Nextith's swords appeared in his hands. "I think hes an increadibly stupid boy."
"I am not a child." said Senor in a deadly voice.
"No, your a baby!" Nextith fell over again laughing.
Senor yelled and lunged. Nextith easily sidestepped.
"Oh, naughty, naughty." he taunted, another insane mood coming on.
Senor pulled his hood back and Nexthith's grin was wiped off his face.
"You!" He sniffed. He smelled Andril's scent. "Where is she? Wheres Andril?"
"She got away."
"If you hurt her..."
"I didn't. She hurt me."
Nextith looked at him blankly for a moment and began cracking up again.
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Post by Tismri on Apr 11, 2009 12:28:11 GMT -5
OOC: well...I would think that omnipotence implies omniscence. Knowledge is power, so if you are "all-powerful," then you should be "all-knowing" as well. lol, but anyway...
Tismri watched with an unimpressed expression as the elf lept off his dragon and landed on the ground with a resounding thud. She patted Ismrolde's huge shoulder, then jumped off, slowing her own fall so she wouldn't damage the land, landing as lightly as if she were a small bird.
"All right, what is it you wish to talk about, my fellow Rider?" she asked, approaching him. Though she didn't show it, she was astonished when she saw him.
Ismrolde! He looks like Kaylayn! she told her dragon. A small flash came to her mind, a memory of when Kaylayn had been attacking her. She remembered a blur of thought from him where she saw Kaylayn standing on the still form of Ismrolde.
Maybe it wasn't Kaylayn...maybe it was this one, Ismrolde suggested.
Maybe...but something still doesn't feel right about that. They left the speculations for later thought.
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Post by blodhgarm on Apr 11, 2009 12:35:58 GMT -5
Old little one others are a little while away.
Lokeirm learned to stop wincing centuries ago upon hearing the dark and booming voice of Jorm in his head but he still felt the pain in his head. Don't attack just stare angrily.
Jorm didn't respond other than puff out a large cloud of smoke from his nose the size of a young dragon at the others a little while away from them. Young ones what do you want? His voice boomed through any barriers the rider and crazy one could hold up.
Lokeirm smiled and nodded his head as the female rider landed lightly. "Lets see I'm just guessing you have been here for a little while longer so please tell me all you know of the changes that have happened."
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Post by Tismri on Apr 11, 2009 12:44:07 GMT -5
Tismri looked curiously at him for a few mintues, glancing up at his dragon for an instant of an instant to take in his size.
"It might depend on how long you have been gone for me to summerize all the changes that have taken place. From what I have gathered since I have returned--for I was gone for some centuries as well--a Dragon Rider with evil intentions rebelled against his leaders and killed all who refused to follow him. He proclaimed himself king over this land and has ruled it cruelly ever since. There is now a war between him and those who wish to be free of his dark rule."
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Post by blodhgarm on Apr 12, 2009 10:52:32 GMT -5
Lokeirm listened though he was fully bored with her little story. It was quite obvious that it wasn't the kings fault if he had the strength to take power and did. Jorm how long have we been away?
About a thousand years give or take a few centuries.
"Well I was just informed I have been gone for about a thousand years or maybe a couple centuries more." Lokeirm wasn't telling the full truth due to the fact that he had come to Alagesia once about four hundred years ago for one day. He shook his white hair and ran his tan fingers through and smiled. "How old are you?" He adjusted his dragon cloak and gave a smile.
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Post by Tismri on Apr 12, 2009 14:06:59 GMT -5
Tismri studied the older elf carefully. He definately looked as if he could have been gone for as long as he had said, but he looked so much like Kaylayn she couldn't believe it was a coincidence. Though this one was much less chaotic and more charming than Kaylayn was. In a way, though, it was Kaylayn's chaos and random ways that endeared him to her.
"Four hundred and ninety-six years. Why do you ask?" She kept her face expressionless, but she was curious about this elf who was a Rider. Why had he been gone for so long? Who was he? And the question that burned in her mind the hottest: Why did he look so much like Kaylayn?!
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Post by arwyn on Apr 12, 2009 16:30:45 GMT -5
Nextith stopped laughing as a booming voice filled his head.
Well that depends on which person you are speaking to. He replied. I want to see the monks befor I lose my mind but him... Not a clue.
He looked at Senor who glared back.
We were going to see the monks, mighty dragon. But we were driven off. We were on our way home untill we met him.
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Post by blodhgarm on Apr 12, 2009 20:08:09 GMT -5
Lokeirm looked at the younger human and gave a grin. She was good looking and had an aura of strength and intelligence about her. He could have lots of fun with her, but alas he had a whole city of woman who he could have fun with after this little conversation. He tapped his chin as she most likely waited for an answer from him thinking over if he should make a move on her or just go on his plan of charming whatever city woman he wanted to. " No reason, honey. Just thought I'd ask...you know casual conversation. That hasn't become obsolete in the years I've been gone has it?"
Jormungand turned his massive head away from Ismorlde who he had been eying with some interest to the small ones. Go on your ways and do not disturb less you want to become my mid snack. Jorm didn't need to growl all he did was show the front part of his teeth bigger than either elf.
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Post by Tismri on Apr 12, 2009 21:07:46 GMT -5
Tismri nodded a little and smiled slightly, her emerald eyes sharp and alert. She didn't suspect he meant her any harm, but she still kept herself carefully guarded.
"Very well," she agreed, "and I asked for the sake of conversation as well. Such things have not become obselete, though it is mostly filled with talks of wars, both physical and emotional." She paused for a minute, still gazing at him curiously. "Are you sure you have not been to Alagaesia in recent centuries? Within the last four or five maybe?"
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