I flop down on my bed back at base, deep in thought. I'm trying to shut down my brain so I can get some sleep when there's a knock on my door. "The last person to enter my room without my permission still has bloodstains in my carpet. If you don't think I want to see you, please go away," I say, propping myself up against the wall. The door opens, and Liv enters the room. She quickly shuts the door and locks it.
"Sorry to intrude," she says. "I just... Oh, I don't know. I just wanted to be with you for a while." I nod and sit up on the bed, patting the empty space next to me. She takes the seat, and we sit together for a while...
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"War does not determine who is right- only who is left." ~Bertrand Russell
Species: Afrit ((Read the Bartimaues Trilogy, basically can be summoned and controlled.))
Species description: Afrits are one of the 6 spiritual creatures that can be summoned to be controlled and will follow orders. Afrits are from 'The Other Place' which is basically where spiritual creatures go, and where there isn't landmass or anything, just thoughts and such. Afrits are higher up, and often very powerful. They have no discernable age, and can change form in the organic world as they want, and are only seriously harmed by silver and iron, which few know
Species Skills/magic: Can use 'Detonations' ((Basically a bolt of fire that explodes)) 'Concealments' ((A version of the Shield that is very thin and hides the user from view)) 'Shields' (( A thin invisible wall around the user to protect it)) and 'Infernos'((a bolt of solid fire)), Ices((a shard of extremely hard ice))
Each use lowers the energy of the spirit. Which means limited amounts: the more fired, the more tired.
Magic: Look up((Species skills/magic))
Skills: most things are moderate or less so
Appearance: Can change appearance, but prefers the form of a slim, young girl that looks about 10
Bio: The Afrit, Mauritius, has been summoned to help in the construction of hundreds of projects and other things, as well has been summoned to fight in wars and other places. Spirits don't actually have much of a biography, so there isn't much to put here since this Afrit is relatively new. ((A spirit's age is determined at it's first summons. It has only been summoned a couple hundreds years before, so still pretty new))
((Uh... not much. The RP is a bit dead now, Snivy seems to be gone for the holidays and so are a lot of other people so we're in temporary limbo. And Minecraft.net is down for me ;-;
Actually, make that more than a bit dead. Three days and no posts. Snivy, y u no post?!))
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"War does not determine who is right- only who is left." ~Bertrand Russell
((SCREW IT!)) Epilouge
~~~~One Thousand Years Later, In the Plain of Burning Ice~~~~
I sit calmly, at the mouth of Ske'muind, looking out over the land.. watching the highbeast roam the lands their ancestors once did, I swear I occasionally see a SnowBank Dragon, but they never seem to come around anymore... this saddens me, they were good company...
Ac'fel had died three years ago... He was taking a flight around and.. even for a seer, couldn't predict the Venom Drake's attack... We had thought we had killed them all off at least two hundred years ago, but there are still rogue bands, and we kill more each day.
Jade'yel sits beside me, Dragon form as usual...
On her head...
...Sits a small, 24 year old Red Dragon of the Mind, named Thal'tek Deathscales I... My son.. I named him after the great king Thal'tek Scaleburn of the Black Dragons of the Soul ... who had lost his life in the put-down of a rebellion, a thousand years ago it was.. and I still remember his death..
"I think someone's ready to start flying." Jade'yel says..
Thal'tek hops happily..
"Yes! Father. may I, please?" he asks me..
I smile..
"Certainly, my son." i say, taking off.... and he quickly but shakily follows....
THE END
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Ravnica, city of guilds, and 'tis with the Izzet that I shall take my stand.
(Great... Here goes one of the main storys that could have been used...)
((It wasn't really a main story. Remember the fabeled saying of lore: Faffing about in dragonland? None of it was really pertaining to the other characters or Earth; it was very self-contained. Everything was sort of a port from that other RP. That isn't to say that I'm not sort of confused and saddened to see Spyro leave just like that, it was sort of interesting, it was just very self contained and didn't really connect with everything else very well. But as I mentioned earlier, I've got a couple of aces up my sleeve that I could use if we ever finish the current plot arc.))
((To be honest, I can't see much more going on with Ona. He's the king of a closed-off realm with nobody to interact with. He is essentially dead to the RP. I'm saddened that you don't want to get another character and are just leaving, though. 'Bye.))
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"War does not determine who is right- only who is left." ~Bertrand Russell
"Sorry to intrude," she says. "I just... Oh, I don't know. I just wanted to be with you for a while." I nod and sit up on the bed, patting the empty space next to me. She takes the seat, and we sit together for a while...
Age: Of Unknown age(350-500)
Species: Afrit ((Read the Bartimaues Trilogy, basically can be summoned and controlled.))
Species description: Afrits are one of the 6 spiritual creatures that can be summoned to be controlled and will follow orders. Afrits are from 'The Other Place' which is basically where spiritual creatures go, and where there isn't landmass or anything, just thoughts and such. Afrits are higher up, and often very powerful. They have no discernable age, and can change form in the organic world as they want, and are only seriously harmed by silver and iron, which few know
Species Skills/magic: Can use 'Detonations' ((Basically a bolt of fire that explodes)) 'Concealments' ((A version of the Shield that is very thin and hides the user from view)) 'Shields' (( A thin invisible wall around the user to protect it)) and 'Infernos'((a bolt of solid fire)), Ices((a shard of extremely hard ice))
Each use lowers the energy of the spirit. Which means limited amounts: the more fired, the more tired.
Magic: Look up((Species skills/magic))
Skills: most things are moderate or less so
Appearance: Can change appearance, but prefers the form of a slim, young girl that looks about 10
Bio:
The Afrit, Mauritius, has been summoned to help in the construction of hundreds of projects and other things, as well has been summoned to fight in wars and other places. Spirits don't actually have much of a biography, so there isn't much to put here since this Afrit is relatively new. ((A spirit's age is determined at it's first summons. It has only been summoned a couple hundreds years before, so still pretty new))
Alignment: BLANK
Other: 4
Actually, make that more than a bit dead. Three days and no posts. Snivy, y u no post?!))
Epilouge
~~~~One Thousand Years Later, In the Plain of Burning Ice~~~~
I sit calmly, at the mouth of Ske'muind, looking out over the land.. watching the highbeast roam the lands their ancestors once did, I swear I occasionally see a SnowBank Dragon, but they never seem to come around anymore... this saddens me, they were good company...
Ac'fel had died three years ago... He was taking a flight around and.. even for a seer, couldn't predict the Venom Drake's attack... We had thought we had killed them all off at least two hundred years ago, but there are still rogue bands, and we kill more each day.
Jade'yel sits beside me, Dragon form as usual...
On her head...
...Sits a small, 24 year old Red Dragon of the Mind, named Thal'tek Deathscales I... My son.. I named him after the great king Thal'tek Scaleburn of the Black Dragons of the Soul ... who had lost his life in the put-down of a rebellion, a thousand years ago it was.. and I still remember his death..
"I think someone's ready to start flying." Jade'yel says..
Thal'tek hops happily..
"Yes! Father. may I, please?" he asks me..
I smile..
"Certainly, my son." i say, taking off.... and he quickly but shakily follows....
THE END
((It wasn't really a main story. Remember the fabeled saying of lore: Faffing about in dragonland? None of it was really pertaining to the other characters or Earth; it was very self-contained. Everything was sort of a port from that other RP. That isn't to say that I'm not sort of confused and saddened to see Spyro leave just like that, it was sort of interesting, it was just very self contained and didn't really connect with everything else very well. But as I mentioned earlier, I've got a couple of aces up my sleeve that I could use if we ever finish the current plot arc.))