*Alright, heres my finished product :DDD (If you can't tell, i'm very excited to use them :)*
A 7'8 male Goliath walks into the tavern. Their skin is an ashen gray, with swirling black markings running along their skin. They have short black hair on their head, which is shaved along the sides. They wear a oddly padded outfit, and have a sheathed great sword on their back. The sheath of the great sword has a multitude of odd runes covering it, along with a few on the pommel and cross guard of the sword itself. At their hip, attached to their belt, is a small case with a single rune on its shell. They look around the tavern with their light hazelnut brown eyes, a calmness emanating from them. With a simple smile on their face, they head further into the tavern, sitting down at a table
*EEEEE, i'm super excited. Honestly i'd never write out a description this long if i didn't like the character a lot ;p*
*Nice! I like it!*
A sudden breeze buffets the outside of the tavern, and dust swirls around as Phantomizakell lands after exploring the area from the air. He stays in dragon form for the time being, enjoying the freedom of being in his natural form.
*Alright, heres my finished product :DDD (If you can't tell, i'm very excited to use them :)*
A 7'8 male Goliath walks into the tavern. Their skin is an ashen gray, with swirling black markings running along their skin. They have short black hair on their head, which is shaved along the sides. They wear a oddly padded outfit, and have a sheathed great sword on their back. The sheath of the great sword has a multitude of odd runes covering it, along with a few on the pommel and cross guard of the sword itself. At their hip, attached to their belt, is a small case with a single rune on its shell. They look around the tavern with their light hazelnut brown eyes, a calmness emanating from them. With a simple smile on their face, they head further into the tavern, sitting down at a table
*EEEEE, i'm super excited. Honestly i'd never write out a description this long if i didn't like the character a lot ;p*
*Nice! I like it!*
A sudden breeze buffets the outside of the tavern, and dust swirls around as Phantomizakell lands after exploring the area from the air. He stays in dragon form for the time being, enjoying the freedom of being in his natural form.
*Thanks :D*
*Also i can't use my character to interact with that cause its outside where he is and he wouldn't notice the wind ;-; *
*Alright, heres my finished product :DDD (If you can't tell, i'm very excited to use them :)*
A 7'8 male Goliath walks into the tavern. Their skin is an ashen gray, with swirling black markings running along their skin. They have short black hair on their head, which is shaved along the sides. They wear a oddly padded outfit, and have a sheathed great sword on their back. The sheath of the great sword has a multitude of odd runes covering it, along with a few on the pommel and cross guard of the sword itself. At their hip, attached to their belt, is a small case with a single rune on its shell. They look around the tavern with their light hazelnut brown eyes, a calmness emanating from them. With a simple smile on their face, they head further into the tavern, sitting down at a table
*EEEEE, i'm super excited. Honestly i'd never write out a description this long if i didn't like the character a lot ;p*
*Nice! I like it!*
A sudden breeze buffets the outside of the tavern, and dust swirls around as Phantomizakell lands after exploring the area from the air. He stays in dragon form for the time being, enjoying the freedom of being in his natural form.
*Thanks :D*
*Also i can't use my character to interact with that cause its outside where he is and he wouldn't notice the wind ;-; *
Avery waves at the dragon
*Would he notice the wind shaking the windows though? I mean, we're talking about a dragon with something like a 250 ft wingspan that's over 300 ft long and 70 ft tall.*
Phantomizakell smiles, and nods slightly in response to Avery.
*Alright, heres my finished product :DDD (If you can't tell, i'm very excited to use them :)*
A 7'8 male Goliath walks into the tavern. Their skin is an ashen gray, with swirling black markings running along their skin. They have short black hair on their head, which is shaved along the sides. They wear a oddly padded outfit, and have a sheathed great sword on their back. The sheath of the great sword has a multitude of odd runes covering it, along with a few on the pommel and cross guard of the sword itself. At their hip, attached to their belt, is a small case with a single rune on its shell. They look around the tavern with their light hazelnut brown eyes, a calmness emanating from them. With a simple smile on their face, they head further into the tavern, sitting down at a table
*EEEEE, i'm super excited. Honestly i'd never write out a description this long if i didn't like the character a lot ;p*
*Nice! I like it!*
A sudden breeze buffets the outside of the tavern, and dust swirls around as Phantomizakell lands after exploring the area from the air. He stays in dragon form for the time being, enjoying the freedom of being in his natural form.
*Thanks :D*
*Also i can't use my character to interact with that cause its outside where he is and he wouldn't notice the wind ;-; *
Avery waves at the dragon
*Would he notice the wind shaking the windows though? I mean, we're talking about a dragon with something like a 250 ft wingspan that's over 300 ft long and 70 ft tall.*
Phantomizakell smiles, and nods slightly in response to Avery.
*Then yes, yes he would*
Avery smiles back, reading on the roof
The goliathwalks outside the tavern, looking up at the dragon. In a suprisingly smooth, yet deep voice, they speak in draconic, "Hello there, i haven't seen a wyrm of your size in a while."
*Alright, heres my finished product :DDD (If you can't tell, i'm very excited to use them :)*
A 7'8 male Goliath walks into the tavern. Their skin is an ashen gray, with swirling black markings running along their skin. They have short black hair on their head, which is shaved along the sides. They wear a oddly padded outfit, and have a sheathed great sword on their back. The sheath of the great sword has a multitude of odd runes covering it, along with a few on the pommel and cross guard of the sword itself. At their hip, attached to their belt, is a small case with a single rune on its shell. They look around the tavern with their light hazelnut brown eyes, a calmness emanating from them. With a simple smile on their face, they head further into the tavern, sitting down at a table
*EEEEE, i'm super excited. Honestly i'd never write out a description this long if i didn't like the character a lot ;p*
*Nice! I like it!*
A sudden breeze buffets the outside of the tavern, and dust swirls around as Phantomizakell lands after exploring the area from the air. He stays in dragon form for the time being, enjoying the freedom of being in his natural form.
*Thanks :D*
*Also i can't use my character to interact with that cause its outside where he is and he wouldn't notice the wind ;-; *
Avery waves at the dragon
*Would he notice the wind shaking the windows though? I mean, we're talking about a dragon with something like a 250 ft wingspan that's over 300 ft long and 70 ft tall.*
Phantomizakell smiles, and nods slightly in response to Avery.
*Then yes, yes he would*
Avery smiles back, reading on the roof
The goliathwalks outside the tavern, looking up at the dragon. In a suprisingly smooth, yet deep voice, they speak in draconic, "Hello there, i haven't seen a wyrm of your size in a while."
*I'll repost his description for you just in case here in italics*
It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.
Phantomizakell chuckles at that, the sound making the windows in the tavern rattle. In a deep voice, he replies, also in draconic, "Greetings fellow traveler. My name is Phantomizakell. It's not very often I see a goliath, although there is a small tribe in the mountain range I name home." He chuckles again. "Just how many dragons have you seen though? You don't exactly look that old, so either you're world has a lot of dragons, you've been very lucky, or you're older than you look." He says this with his head slightly tilted, as though examining the goliath in front of him.
"I know. I wasn't saying that you had to learn them."
"Right. Anyways, you never told me where you're from. I, myself am from..." Phantom's voice trails off as he notices Soldaer standing over at one of the target dummies, still practicing.
"SOLDAER??!!!! IS THAT YOU??!!??"
*Yep, you betchya I'm gonna have an intertwined backstory here again, lol.*
Soldaer whirls around at the sounds of his name being called and looks for whoever called him, seeming a bit confused.
"Right.... He's used to my dragon form..." Phantom mutters to himself. "Well, guess it's time to shift back into dragon form," he laughs quietly to himself. Another swirl of mist around himself, and then he's back to his draconic form.
"Come now, Soldaer, don't tell me you don't recognize your old friend, Phantomizakell."
"PHANTOM!!!?? HOW DID YOU GET HERE!!?? WHEN!!? WHAT!!???" Soldaer seems both confused and ecstatic at the same time, and sheaths his swords as he sprints over.
Phantom reverts to humanoid form with another swirl of mist, and embraces his old friend. "How long has it been? 50 years? 70?"
*This continues for some time, lol.*
Phantom turns back to Mithris. "Well, since Soldaer has been here for a while, you can easily guess where I'm from." He laughs, seeming far less serious than he had been before.
"He's only been here for about a week. But I'm guessing you're from the same world?"
Phantom is smiling now. "Indeed. Same area of the continent even. My lair is in the Lyasel mountains on the eastern border of the Fírantín Forest. I help patrol a large section of the area for marauding orcs, but some do slip past every now and then." Phantom glances back over at Soldaer. "We've been on a few adventures together as well, some of which included my helping him and his kin clear their forest home of some of the more dangerous denizens, such as purple worms, wyverns, and even a pair of Hellfire drakes and a Darkfrost drake that was nesting up on the peak of one of the few mountains scattered in the Fírantín Forest."
"Purple worms? I heard that they weren't aggressive if you don't attack first."
"Not if they're hungry, and they aren't exactly... intelligent enough to be reasoned with. As for the drakes, these drakes are extremely intelligent, but a by-product of the Creation War. They have fiendish blood running through them, and are evil through and through. I myself have witnessed a ming of them slaughter a village becasue they could. They didn't take anything from the village, and the village wasn't even anywhere near their lairs. They kiled for the sheer enjoyment of it."
"Wyverns aren't fiends. They're just animals. They listen to true dragons, but they really mostly just want food."
"I'm not talking about the Wyverns. The wyverns were a little... unpredictable, but I admit, may have been able to be reasoned with, at least to some degree. Have you no Drakes in your world Mithris?"
"They're not very common, and they're really only stronger guard dogs."
"These are far stronger than those guard drakes, as I believe they are called. These specific two drake types I had to deal with, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes, came about during the Creation War, when the magical energies flying everywhere, including the power to create new life, mingled with the blood of fallen dragons and fiends. Out of those pools arose these drakes, and they are only slightly less intelligent than you or I, but they have all the cunning and maliciousness of the fiends whose blood courses through their veins. There's no more reasoning with them than there is with any of the Tanar'ri."
"I know some people who are demons. But I've never heard of those drakes."
"They are unique to my world, as far as I know, as no other world has had a war of the magnitude of the Creation War. Dragons and some of the goodly humanoid races against the elementals and fiends. Throw gods battling in on top of that, and you can see how the inadvertent creation of something like the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes was possible."
"Many creatures were created during the Dragon Wars, by both sides. In a war between powerful beings, they usually seem to create weaker allies. Entire species, even."
"Hmmm..., Interesting. Every war has its side effects. But the fiendish drakes were not created intentionally. They were an accident.
"How?"
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He smiles, slightly mischievously "Yup! So you dont need to try to disagree. Because to me, itll always be true!"
"Kalnor!"
He laughs slightly "It is the truth" :Chosen family:
She smiles. "No, it's not!" :Chosen family:
"I thought you said we shouldn't argue about it?" He says, partially joking
"We shouldn't. So you should just give up."
"Or maybe you should. Or maybe we can agree to just do something else together instead?"
"Like what?"
"Im not sure... Maybe just look at the stars?"
"That would be nice, if you want to."
He nods, smiling "I think itd be pretty calming..."
"Why don't we do it, then?"
He nods, lying down in the grass, looking up
She lies down next to him.
He smiles, looking between her and the sky
"Why are you looking at me?"
"No specific reason" he smiles
"I'm being serious."
"Im really just happy to be with you"
"I'm happy to be with you, too."
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"I know. I wasn't saying that you had to learn them."
"Right. Anyways, you never told me where you're from. I, myself am from..." Phantom's voice trails off as he notices Soldaer standing over at one of the target dummies, still practicing.
"SOLDAER??!!!! IS THAT YOU??!!??"
*Yep, you betchya I'm gonna have an intertwined backstory here again, lol.*
Soldaer whirls around at the sounds of his name being called and looks for whoever called him, seeming a bit confused.
"Right.... He's used to my dragon form..." Phantom mutters to himself. "Well, guess it's time to shift back into dragon form," he laughs quietly to himself. Another swirl of mist around himself, and then he's back to his draconic form.
"Come now, Soldaer, don't tell me you don't recognize your old friend, Phantomizakell."
"PHANTOM!!!?? HOW DID YOU GET HERE!!?? WHEN!!? WHAT!!???" Soldaer seems both confused and ecstatic at the same time, and sheaths his swords as he sprints over.
Phantom reverts to humanoid form with another swirl of mist, and embraces his old friend. "How long has it been? 50 years? 70?"
*This continues for some time, lol.*
Phantom turns back to Mithris. "Well, since Soldaer has been here for a while, you can easily guess where I'm from." He laughs, seeming far less serious than he had been before.
"He's only been here for about a week. But I'm guessing you're from the same world?"
Phantom is smiling now. "Indeed. Same area of the continent even. My lair is in the Lyasel mountains on the eastern border of the Fírantín Forest. I help patrol a large section of the area for marauding orcs, but some do slip past every now and then." Phantom glances back over at Soldaer. "We've been on a few adventures together as well, some of which included my helping him and his kin clear their forest home of some of the more dangerous denizens, such as purple worms, wyverns, and even a pair of Hellfire drakes and a Darkfrost drake that was nesting up on the peak of one of the few mountains scattered in the Fírantín Forest."
"Purple worms? I heard that they weren't aggressive if you don't attack first."
"Not if they're hungry, and they aren't exactly... intelligent enough to be reasoned with. As for the drakes, these drakes are extremely intelligent, but a by-product of the Creation War. They have fiendish blood running through them, and are evil through and through. I myself have witnessed a ming of them slaughter a village becasue they could. They didn't take anything from the village, and the village wasn't even anywhere near their lairs. They kiled for the sheer enjoyment of it."
"Wyverns aren't fiends. They're just animals. They listen to true dragons, but they really mostly just want food."
"I'm not talking about the Wyverns. The wyverns were a little... unpredictable, but I admit, may have been able to be reasoned with, at least to some degree. Have you no Drakes in your world Mithris?"
"They're not very common, and they're really only stronger guard dogs."
"These are far stronger than those guard drakes, as I believe they are called. These specific two drake types I had to deal with, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes, came about during the Creation War, when the magical energies flying everywhere, including the power to create new life, mingled with the blood of fallen dragons and fiends. Out of those pools arose these drakes, and they are only slightly less intelligent than you or I, but they have all the cunning and maliciousness of the fiends whose blood courses through their veins. There's no more reasoning with them than there is with any of the Tanar'ri."
"I know some people who are demons. But I've never heard of those drakes."
"They are unique to my world, as far as I know, as no other world has had a war of the magnitude of the Creation War. Dragons and some of the goodly humanoid races against the elementals and fiends. Throw gods battling in on top of that, and you can see how the inadvertent creation of something like the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes was possible."
"Many creatures were created during the Dragon Wars, by both sides. In a war between powerful beings, they usually seem to create weaker allies. Entire species, even."
"Hmmm..., Interesting. Every war has its side effects. But the fiendish drakes were not created intentionally. They were an accident.
"How?"
"What happens when the raw creation magic of gods mixes with the blood and dead bodies of dragons and fiends? You get whole new species, in this case, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes. The elemental drakes came from a similar combination, but with the residual energies of vanquished elementals instead of the remains of fallen fiends."
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"I know. I wasn't saying that you had to learn them."
"Right. Anyways, you never told me where you're from. I, myself am from..." Phantom's voice trails off as he notices Soldaer standing over at one of the target dummies, still practicing.
"SOLDAER??!!!! IS THAT YOU??!!??"
*Yep, you betchya I'm gonna have an intertwined backstory here again, lol.*
Soldaer whirls around at the sounds of his name being called and looks for whoever called him, seeming a bit confused.
"Right.... He's used to my dragon form..." Phantom mutters to himself. "Well, guess it's time to shift back into dragon form," he laughs quietly to himself. Another swirl of mist around himself, and then he's back to his draconic form.
"Come now, Soldaer, don't tell me you don't recognize your old friend, Phantomizakell."
"PHANTOM!!!?? HOW DID YOU GET HERE!!?? WHEN!!? WHAT!!???" Soldaer seems both confused and ecstatic at the same time, and sheaths his swords as he sprints over.
Phantom reverts to humanoid form with another swirl of mist, and embraces his old friend. "How long has it been? 50 years? 70?"
*This continues for some time, lol.*
Phantom turns back to Mithris. "Well, since Soldaer has been here for a while, you can easily guess where I'm from." He laughs, seeming far less serious than he had been before.
"He's only been here for about a week. But I'm guessing you're from the same world?"
Phantom is smiling now. "Indeed. Same area of the continent even. My lair is in the Lyasel mountains on the eastern border of the Fírantín Forest. I help patrol a large section of the area for marauding orcs, but some do slip past every now and then." Phantom glances back over at Soldaer. "We've been on a few adventures together as well, some of which included my helping him and his kin clear their forest home of some of the more dangerous denizens, such as purple worms, wyverns, and even a pair of Hellfire drakes and a Darkfrost drake that was nesting up on the peak of one of the few mountains scattered in the Fírantín Forest."
"Purple worms? I heard that they weren't aggressive if you don't attack first."
"Not if they're hungry, and they aren't exactly... intelligent enough to be reasoned with. As for the drakes, these drakes are extremely intelligent, but a by-product of the Creation War. They have fiendish blood running through them, and are evil through and through. I myself have witnessed a ming of them slaughter a village becasue they could. They didn't take anything from the village, and the village wasn't even anywhere near their lairs. They kiled for the sheer enjoyment of it."
"Wyverns aren't fiends. They're just animals. They listen to true dragons, but they really mostly just want food."
"I'm not talking about the Wyverns. The wyverns were a little... unpredictable, but I admit, may have been able to be reasoned with, at least to some degree. Have you no Drakes in your world Mithris?"
"They're not very common, and they're really only stronger guard dogs."
"These are far stronger than those guard drakes, as I believe they are called. These specific two drake types I had to deal with, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes, came about during the Creation War, when the magical energies flying everywhere, including the power to create new life, mingled with the blood of fallen dragons and fiends. Out of those pools arose these drakes, and they are only slightly less intelligent than you or I, but they have all the cunning and maliciousness of the fiends whose blood courses through their veins. There's no more reasoning with them than there is with any of the Tanar'ri."
"I know some people who are demons. But I've never heard of those drakes."
"They are unique to my world, as far as I know, as no other world has had a war of the magnitude of the Creation War. Dragons and some of the goodly humanoid races against the elementals and fiends. Throw gods battling in on top of that, and you can see how the inadvertent creation of something like the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes was possible."
"Many creatures were created during the Dragon Wars, by both sides. In a war between powerful beings, they usually seem to create weaker allies. Entire species, even."
"Hmmm..., Interesting. Every war has its side effects. But the fiendish drakes were not created intentionally. They were an accident.
"How?"
"What happens when the raw creation magic of gods mixes with the blood and dead bodies of dragons and fiends? You get whole new species, in this case, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes. The elemental drakes came from a similar combination, but with the residual energies of vanquished elementals instead of the remains of fallen fiends."
"Wouldn't the gods have been able to predict that?"
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"They're not very common, and they're really only stronger guard dogs."
"These are far stronger than those guard drakes, as I believe they are called. These specific two drake types I had to deal with, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes, came about during the Creation War, when the magical energies flying everywhere, including the power to create new life, mingled with the blood of fallen dragons and fiends. Out of those pools arose these drakes, and they are only slightly less intelligent than you or I, but they have all the cunning and maliciousness of the fiends whose blood courses through their veins. There's no more reasoning with them than there is with any of the Tanar'ri."
"I know some people who are demons. But I've never heard of those drakes."
"They are unique to my world, as far as I know, as no other world has had a war of the magnitude of the Creation War. Dragons and some of the goodly humanoid races against the elementals and fiends. Throw gods battling in on top of that, and you can see how the inadvertent creation of something like the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes was possible."
"Many creatures were created during the Dragon Wars, by both sides. In a war between powerful beings, they usually seem to create weaker allies. Entire species, even."
"Hmmm..., Interesting. Every war has its side effects. But the fiendish drakes were not created intentionally. They were an accident.
"How?"
"What happens when the raw creation magic of gods mixes with the blood and dead bodies of dragons and fiends? You get whole new species, in this case, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes. The elemental drakes came from a similar combination, but with the residual energies of vanquished elementals instead of the remains of fallen fiends."
"Wouldn't the gods have been able to predict that?"
"They may have, but who knows the minds of the gods." Phantom laughs. "Besides, many of the gods in other worlds aren't all-knowing. Who's to say that the ones in my world are any different?"
"They're not very common, and they're really only stronger guard dogs."
"These are far stronger than those guard drakes, as I believe they are called. These specific two drake types I had to deal with, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes, came about during the Creation War, when the magical energies flying everywhere, including the power to create new life, mingled with the blood of fallen dragons and fiends. Out of those pools arose these drakes, and they are only slightly less intelligent than you or I, but they have all the cunning and maliciousness of the fiends whose blood courses through their veins. There's no more reasoning with them than there is with any of the Tanar'ri."
"I know some people who are demons. But I've never heard of those drakes."
"They are unique to my world, as far as I know, as no other world has had a war of the magnitude of the Creation War. Dragons and some of the goodly humanoid races against the elementals and fiends. Throw gods battling in on top of that, and you can see how the inadvertent creation of something like the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes was possible."
"Many creatures were created during the Dragon Wars, by both sides. In a war between powerful beings, they usually seem to create weaker allies. Entire species, even."
"Hmmm..., Interesting. Every war has its side effects. But the fiendish drakes were not created intentionally. They were an accident.
"How?"
"What happens when the raw creation magic of gods mixes with the blood and dead bodies of dragons and fiends? You get whole new species, in this case, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes. The elemental drakes came from a similar combination, but with the residual energies of vanquished elementals instead of the remains of fallen fiends."
"Wouldn't the gods have been able to predict that?"
"They may have, but who knows the minds of the gods." Phantom laughs. "Besides, many of the gods in other worlds aren't all-knowing. Who's to say that the ones in my world are any different?"
"They weren't omnipotent, from what I've read. But the gods of Borrelia had a greater understanding of the world and how it worked than any other living being. They probably could have figured out what would happen if those substances mixed."
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"They're not very common, and they're really only stronger guard dogs."
"These are far stronger than those guard drakes, as I believe they are called. These specific two drake types I had to deal with, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes, came about during the Creation War, when the magical energies flying everywhere, including the power to create new life, mingled with the blood of fallen dragons and fiends. Out of those pools arose these drakes, and they are only slightly less intelligent than you or I, but they have all the cunning and maliciousness of the fiends whose blood courses through their veins. There's no more reasoning with them than there is with any of the Tanar'ri."
"I know some people who are demons. But I've never heard of those drakes."
"They are unique to my world, as far as I know, as no other world has had a war of the magnitude of the Creation War. Dragons and some of the goodly humanoid races against the elementals and fiends. Throw gods battling in on top of that, and you can see how the inadvertent creation of something like the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes was possible."
"Many creatures were created during the Dragon Wars, by both sides. In a war between powerful beings, they usually seem to create weaker allies. Entire species, even."
"Hmmm..., Interesting. Every war has its side effects. But the fiendish drakes were not created intentionally. They were an accident.
"How?"
"What happens when the raw creation magic of gods mixes with the blood and dead bodies of dragons and fiends? You get whole new species, in this case, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes. The elemental drakes came from a similar combination, but with the residual energies of vanquished elementals instead of the remains of fallen fiends."
"Wouldn't the gods have been able to predict that?"
"They may have, but who knows the minds of the gods." Phantom laughs. "Besides, many of the gods in other worlds aren't all-knowing. Who's to say that the ones in my world are any different?"
"They weren't omnipotent, from what I've read. But the gods of Borrelia had a greater understanding of the world and how it worked than any other living being. They probably could have figured out what would happen if those substances mixed."
"Indeed." Phantom shrugs his shoulders. "Who knows the minds of the gods though. They may have foreseen it and not cared, or they may have not foreseen it at all."
"They're not very common, and they're really only stronger guard dogs."
"These are far stronger than those guard drakes, as I believe they are called. These specific two drake types I had to deal with, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes, came about during the Creation War, when the magical energies flying everywhere, including the power to create new life, mingled with the blood of fallen dragons and fiends. Out of those pools arose these drakes, and they are only slightly less intelligent than you or I, but they have all the cunning and maliciousness of the fiends whose blood courses through their veins. There's no more reasoning with them than there is with any of the Tanar'ri."
"I know some people who are demons. But I've never heard of those drakes."
"They are unique to my world, as far as I know, as no other world has had a war of the magnitude of the Creation War. Dragons and some of the goodly humanoid races against the elementals and fiends. Throw gods battling in on top of that, and you can see how the inadvertent creation of something like the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes was possible."
"Many creatures were created during the Dragon Wars, by both sides. In a war between powerful beings, they usually seem to create weaker allies. Entire species, even."
"Hmmm..., Interesting. Every war has its side effects. But the fiendish drakes were not created intentionally. They were an accident.
"How?"
"What happens when the raw creation magic of gods mixes with the blood and dead bodies of dragons and fiends? You get whole new species, in this case, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes. The elemental drakes came from a similar combination, but with the residual energies of vanquished elementals instead of the remains of fallen fiends."
"Wouldn't the gods have been able to predict that?"
"They may have, but who knows the minds of the gods." Phantom laughs. "Besides, many of the gods in other worlds aren't all-knowing. Who's to say that the ones in my world are any different?"
"They weren't omnipotent, from what I've read. But the gods of Borrelia had a greater understanding of the world and how it worked than any other living being. They probably could have figured out what would happen if those substances mixed."
"Indeed." Phantom shrugs his shoulders. "Who knows the minds of the gods though. They may have foreseen it and not cared, or they may have not foreseen it at all."
"Perhaps. From what I've heard, Saevaran was always open when speaking to his children. Even I heard him, once."
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"They're not very common, and they're really only stronger guard dogs."
"These are far stronger than those guard drakes, as I believe they are called. These specific two drake types I had to deal with, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes, came about during the Creation War, when the magical energies flying everywhere, including the power to create new life, mingled with the blood of fallen dragons and fiends. Out of those pools arose these drakes, and they are only slightly less intelligent than you or I, but they have all the cunning and maliciousness of the fiends whose blood courses through their veins. There's no more reasoning with them than there is with any of the Tanar'ri."
"I know some people who are demons. But I've never heard of those drakes."
"They are unique to my world, as far as I know, as no other world has had a war of the magnitude of the Creation War. Dragons and some of the goodly humanoid races against the elementals and fiends. Throw gods battling in on top of that, and you can see how the inadvertent creation of something like the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes was possible."
"Many creatures were created during the Dragon Wars, by both sides. In a war between powerful beings, they usually seem to create weaker allies. Entire species, even."
"Hmmm..., Interesting. Every war has its side effects. But the fiendish drakes were not created intentionally. They were an accident.
"How?"
"What happens when the raw creation magic of gods mixes with the blood and dead bodies of dragons and fiends? You get whole new species, in this case, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes. The elemental drakes came from a similar combination, but with the residual energies of vanquished elementals instead of the remains of fallen fiends."
"Wouldn't the gods have been able to predict that?"
"They may have, but who knows the minds of the gods." Phantom laughs. "Besides, many of the gods in other worlds aren't all-knowing. Who's to say that the ones in my world are any different?"
"They weren't omnipotent, from what I've read. But the gods of Borrelia had a greater understanding of the world and how it worked than any other living being. They probably could have figured out what would happen if those substances mixed."
"Indeed." Phantom shrugs his shoulders. "Who knows the minds of the gods though. They may have foreseen it and not cared, or they may have not foreseen it at all."
"Perhaps. From what I've heard, Saevaran was always open when speaking to his children. Even I heard him, once."
"That is a unique gift. Not many can claim to have heard the voice of the god they serve. Stargazer, the creator of the world, first god, and first god of the dragons, does occasionally speak to us dragons on my world, although it is rare, and only in times of great trouble."
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"I'll take that as a yes then." Soldaer continues walking alongside Kinsley.
*Nice! I like it!*
A sudden breeze buffets the outside of the tavern, and dust swirls around as Phantomizakell lands after exploring the area from the air. He stays in dragon form for the time being, enjoying the freedom of being in his natural form.
*Thanks :D*
*Also i can't use my character to interact with that cause its outside where he is and he wouldn't notice the wind ;-; *
Avery waves at the dragon
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*Would he notice the wind shaking the windows though? I mean, we're talking about a dragon with something like a 250 ft wingspan that's over 300 ft long and 70 ft tall.*
Phantomizakell smiles, and nods slightly in response to Avery.
*Then yes, yes he would*
Avery smiles back, reading on the roof
The goliathwalks outside the tavern, looking up at the dragon. In a suprisingly smooth, yet deep voice, they speak in draconic, "Hello there, i haven't seen a wyrm of your size in a while."
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*I'll repost his description for you just in case here in italics*
It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.
Phantomizakell chuckles at that, the sound making the windows in the tavern rattle. In a deep voice, he replies, also in draconic, "Greetings fellow traveler. My name is Phantomizakell. It's not very often I see a goliath, although there is a small tribe in the mountain range I name home." He chuckles again. "Just how many dragons have you seen though? You don't exactly look that old, so either you're world has a lot of dragons, you've been very lucky, or you're older than you look." He says this with his head slightly tilted, as though examining the goliath in front of him.
"How?"
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*Hello!*
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"What happens when the raw creation magic of gods mixes with the blood and dead bodies of dragons and fiends? You get whole new species, in this case, the Hellfire and Darkfrost Drakes. The elemental drakes came from a similar combination, but with the residual energies of vanquished elementals instead of the remains of fallen fiends."
*Hey TTB! How's it going?*
*Not bad, thanks. How about you?*
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*Pretty good*
*That's good!*
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"They may have, but who knows the minds of the gods." Phantom laughs. "Besides, many of the gods in other worlds aren't all-knowing. Who's to say that the ones in my world are any different?"
"They weren't omnipotent, from what I've read. But the gods of Borrelia had a greater understanding of the world and how it worked than any other living being. They probably could have figured out what would happen if those substances mixed."
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"Indeed." Phantom shrugs his shoulders. "Who knows the minds of the gods though. They may have foreseen it and not cared, or they may have not foreseen it at all."
"Perhaps. From what I've heard, Saevaran was always open when speaking to his children. Even I heard him, once."
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"That is a unique gift. Not many can claim to have heard the voice of the god they serve. Stargazer, the creator of the world, first god, and first god of the dragons, does occasionally speak to us dragons on my world, although it is rare, and only in times of great trouble."