Ragnaris looks at Coronet with hollow eyes. After a second he shakes his head, and the light seems to return to them. "Thank you, Coronet. I deeply appreciate you healing me. I fear even my magic may not have been enough to fix my state. Now, onto your question. I had a run-in with a young dragon in a large valley surrounded by mountains. They were quite prideful it seems, because they attacked me. Just after I obliterated the youngling, I was met by an entire thunder of much older, much more powerful dragons. The young one seemed to have belonged to their group, and they were not in the least pleased with me. I could have fended them off easily enough, had my magic worked. For some odd reason, none of my spells seemed to affect them." He shudders, then turns to gaze up at the swirling blackness of the dome above them. "I haven't feared for my life like that since before I was that youngling's age. I- I fear next time something like that happens, I may not survive."
"Unaffected by magic...that is troubling. Very few creature can completely nullify magic so completely like that, especially if you have access to extremely high levels of magical incantations. At least not without great effort...what sort of dragons were these?" Coronet asks.
Ragnaris looks at Coronet with hollow eyes. After a second he shakes his head, and the light seems to return to them. "Thank you, Coronet. I deeply appreciate you healing me. I fear even my magic may not have been enough to fix my state. Now, onto your question. I had a run-in with a young dragon in a large valley surrounded by mountains. They were quite prideful it seems, because they attacked me. Just after I obliterated the youngling, I was met by an entire thunder of much older, much more powerful dragons. The young one seemed to have belonged to their group, and they were not in the least pleased with me. I could have fended them off easily enough, had my magic worked. For some odd reason, none of my spells seemed to affect them." He shudders, then turns to gaze up at the swirling blackness of the dome above them. "I haven't feared for my life like that since before I was that youngling's age. I- I fear next time something like that happens, I may not survive."
"Unaffected by magic...that is troubling. Very few creature can completely nullify magic so completely like that, especially if you have access to extremely high levels of magical incantations. At least not without great effort...what sort of dragons were these?" Coronet asks.
"All kinds. Red, green, blue, white, black, even metallic dragons like copper and bronze, which is deeply concerning. The leader of the group was a large, middle-age red dragon with a scarred eye and a hole in his left wing that made a whistling sound when he flew." Ragnaris shakes his head yet again, trying to recall more details. "The group was about twenty-seven dragons strong, all ranging in age."
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Hi guys! This is my desktop alt account. My mobile one goes by the name of AgateElk8337, so maybe you've heard of me? Who knows! For those who don't know, I'm a demiromantic, very socially awkward he/him from the Sooner State. I'm also an unofficial therapist on Onions Are LIke Worms.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with barbecue sauce."
Ragnaris looks at Coronet with hollow eyes. After a second he shakes his head, and the light seems to return to them. "Thank you, Coronet. I deeply appreciate you healing me. I fear even my magic may not have been enough to fix my state. Now, onto your question. I had a run-in with a young dragon in a large valley surrounded by mountains. They were quite prideful it seems, because they attacked me. Just after I obliterated the youngling, I was met by an entire thunder of much older, much more powerful dragons. The young one seemed to have belonged to their group, and they were not in the least pleased with me. I could have fended them off easily enough, had my magic worked. For some odd reason, none of my spells seemed to affect them." He shudders, then turns to gaze up at the swirling blackness of the dome above them. "I haven't feared for my life like that since before I was that youngling's age. I- I fear next time something like that happens, I may not survive."
"Unaffected by magic...that is troubling. Very few creature can completely nullify magic so completely like that, especially if you have access to extremely high levels of magical incantations. At least not without great effort...what sort of dragons were these?" Coronet asks.
"All kinds. Red, green, blue, white, black, even metallic dragons like copper and bronze, which is deeply concerning. The leader of the group was a large, middle-age red dragon with a scarred eye and a hole in his left wing that made a whistling sound when he flew." Ragnaris shakes his head yet again, trying to recall more details. "The group was about twenty-seven dragons strong, all ranging in age."
"Curious. It isn't unheard of for our kind to come together in a large dragonflight like that, but it's very strange for so many different species to be working together, especially between metallic and chromatic. I can only imagine what possessed them to come together like that."
Ragnaris looks at Coronet with hollow eyes. After a second he shakes his head, and the light seems to return to them. "Thank you, Coronet. I deeply appreciate you healing me. I fear even my magic may not have been enough to fix my state. Now, onto your question. I had a run-in with a young dragon in a large valley surrounded by mountains. They were quite prideful it seems, because they attacked me. Just after I obliterated the youngling, I was met by an entire thunder of much older, much more powerful dragons. The young one seemed to have belonged to their group, and they were not in the least pleased with me. I could have fended them off easily enough, had my magic worked. For some odd reason, none of my spells seemed to affect them." He shudders, then turns to gaze up at the swirling blackness of the dome above them. "I haven't feared for my life like that since before I was that youngling's age. I- I fear next time something like that happens, I may not survive."
"Unaffected by magic...that is troubling. Very few creature can completely nullify magic so completely like that, especially if you have access to extremely high levels of magical incantations. At least not without great effort...what sort of dragons were these?" Coronet asks.
"All kinds. Red, green, blue, white, black, even metallic dragons like copper and bronze, which is deeply concerning. The leader of the group was a large, middle-age red dragon with a scarred eye and a hole in his left wing that made a whistling sound when he flew." Ragnaris shakes his head yet again, trying to recall more details. "The group was about twenty-seven dragons strong, all ranging in age."
"Curious. It isn't unheard of for our kind to come together in a large dragonflight like that, but it's very strange for so many different species to be working together, especially between metallic and chromatic. I can only imagine what possessed them to come together like that."
"Me either... I would very much like to know why that group would dare attack a greatwyrm, especially one such as me, who has been granted massive power by the Archcrone." Ragnaris begins to walk in circles, continuing to ponder this issue. He muses, "If these dragons continue to attack dragons and greatwyrms, they could endanger all dragonkind. I wonder if this is great enough of a matter for the Council of Wyrms."
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Hi guys! This is my desktop alt account. My mobile one goes by the name of AgateElk8337, so maybe you've heard of me? Who knows! For those who don't know, I'm a demiromantic, very socially awkward he/him from the Sooner State. I'm also an unofficial therapist on Onions Are LIke Worms.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with barbecue sauce."
Ragnaris looks at Coronet with hollow eyes. After a second he shakes his head, and the light seems to return to them. "Thank you, Coronet. I deeply appreciate you healing me. I fear even my magic may not have been enough to fix my state. Now, onto your question. I had a run-in with a young dragon in a large valley surrounded by mountains. They were quite prideful it seems, because they attacked me. Just after I obliterated the youngling, I was met by an entire thunder of much older, much more powerful dragons. The young one seemed to have belonged to their group, and they were not in the least pleased with me. I could have fended them off easily enough, had my magic worked. For some odd reason, none of my spells seemed to affect them." He shudders, then turns to gaze up at the swirling blackness of the dome above them. "I haven't feared for my life like that since before I was that youngling's age. I- I fear next time something like that happens, I may not survive."
"Unaffected by magic...that is troubling. Very few creature can completely nullify magic so completely like that, especially if you have access to extremely high levels of magical incantations. At least not without great effort...what sort of dragons were these?" Coronet asks.
"All kinds. Red, green, blue, white, black, even metallic dragons like copper and bronze, which is deeply concerning. The leader of the group was a large, middle-age red dragon with a scarred eye and a hole in his left wing that made a whistling sound when he flew." Ragnaris shakes his head yet again, trying to recall more details. "The group was about twenty-seven dragons strong, all ranging in age."
"Curious. It isn't unheard of for our kind to come together in a large dragonflight like that, but it's very strange for so many different species to be working together, especially between metallic and chromatic. I can only imagine what possessed them to come together like that."
"Me either... I would very much like to know why that group would dare attack a greatwyrm, especially one such as me, who has been granted massive power by the Archcrone." Ragnaris begins to walk in circles, continuing to ponder this issue. He muses, "If these dragons continue to attack dragons and greatwyrms, they could endanger all dragonkind. I wonder if this is great enough of a matter for the Council of Wyrms."
"It is definitely something we shouldn't ignore. However, it may be hard for the Council to consider a proper course of action without more information. For all we know, these dragons are grouping up to combat a even bigger threat we are currently unaware of, or are serving some other greater power like how you serve a patron, or there might be even more members of this group that operate elsewhere."Coronet muses.
Ragnaris looks at Coronet with hollow eyes. After a second he shakes his head, and the light seems to return to them. "Thank you, Coronet. I deeply appreciate you healing me. I fear even my magic may not have been enough to fix my state. Now, onto your question. I had a run-in with a young dragon in a large valley surrounded by mountains. They were quite prideful it seems, because they attacked me. Just after I obliterated the youngling, I was met by an entire thunder of much older, much more powerful dragons. The young one seemed to have belonged to their group, and they were not in the least pleased with me. I could have fended them off easily enough, had my magic worked. For some odd reason, none of my spells seemed to affect them." He shudders, then turns to gaze up at the swirling blackness of the dome above them. "I haven't feared for my life like that since before I was that youngling's age. I- I fear next time something like that happens, I may not survive."
"Unaffected by magic...that is troubling. Very few creature can completely nullify magic so completely like that, especially if you have access to extremely high levels of magical incantations. At least not without great effort...what sort of dragons were these?" Coronet asks.
"All kinds. Red, green, blue, white, black, even metallic dragons like copper and bronze, which is deeply concerning. The leader of the group was a large, middle-age red dragon with a scarred eye and a hole in his left wing that made a whistling sound when he flew." Ragnaris shakes his head yet again, trying to recall more details. "The group was about twenty-seven dragons strong, all ranging in age."
"Curious. It isn't unheard of for our kind to come together in a large dragonflight like that, but it's very strange for so many different species to be working together, especially between metallic and chromatic. I can only imagine what possessed them to come together like that."
"Me either... I would very much like to know why that group would dare attack a greatwyrm, especially one such as me, who has been granted massive power by the Archcrone." Ragnaris begins to walk in circles, continuing to ponder this issue. He muses, "If these dragons continue to attack dragons and greatwyrms, they could endanger all dragonkind. I wonder if this is great enough of a matter for the Council of Wyrms."
"It is definitely something we shouldn't ignore. However, it may be hard for the Council to consider a proper course of action without more information. For all we know, these dragons are grouping up to combat a even bigger threat we are currently unaware of, or are serving some other greater power like how you serve a patron, or there might be even more members of this group that operate elsewhere."Coronet muses. "There ability to nullify magic is especially concerning, so finding out how they did that would also be important before another confrontation occurs"
Ragnaris looks at Coronet with hollow eyes. After a second he shakes his head, and the light seems to return to them. "Thank you, Coronet. I deeply appreciate you healing me. I fear even my magic may not have been enough to fix my state. Now, onto your question. I had a run-in with a young dragon in a large valley surrounded by mountains. They were quite prideful it seems, because they attacked me. Just after I obliterated the youngling, I was met by an entire thunder of much older, much more powerful dragons. The young one seemed to have belonged to their group, and they were not in the least pleased with me. I could have fended them off easily enough, had my magic worked. For some odd reason, none of my spells seemed to affect them." He shudders, then turns to gaze up at the swirling blackness of the dome above them. "I haven't feared for my life like that since before I was that youngling's age. I- I fear next time something like that happens, I may not survive."
"Unaffected by magic...that is troubling. Very few creature can completely nullify magic so completely like that, especially if you have access to extremely high levels of magical incantations. At least not without great effort...what sort of dragons were these?" Coronet asks.
"All kinds. Red, green, blue, white, black, even metallic dragons like copper and bronze, which is deeply concerning. The leader of the group was a large, middle-age red dragon with a scarred eye and a hole in his left wing that made a whistling sound when he flew." Ragnaris shakes his head yet again, trying to recall more details. "The group was about twenty-seven dragons strong, all ranging in age."
"Curious. It isn't unheard of for our kind to come together in a large dragonflight like that, but it's very strange for so many different species to be working together, especially between metallic and chromatic. I can only imagine what possessed them to come together like that."
"Me either... I would very much like to know why that group would dare attack a greatwyrm, especially one such as me, who has been granted massive power by the Archcrone." Ragnaris begins to walk in circles, continuing to ponder this issue. He muses, "If these dragons continue to attack dragons and greatwyrms, they could endanger all dragonkind. I wonder if this is great enough of a matter for the Council of Wyrms."
"It is definitely something we shouldn't ignore. However, it may be hard for the Council to consider a proper course of action without more information. For all we know, these dragons are grouping up to combat a even bigger threat we are currently unaware of, or are serving some other greater power like how you serve a patron, or there might be even more members of this group that operate elsewhere."Coronet muses. "Their ability to nullify magic is especially concerning, so finding out how they did that would also be important before another confrontation occurs"
"Yes, you are quite right. I am not one for stealth, due to being nearly thrice the size of a normal greatwyrm my age. But what about you, Coronet? I have seen you be quite stealthy before, and I would assume that your stealth would be quite assisted far up in the snowy mountains. Also, you have a bit more knowledge of the arcane than me, as much as I hate to admit it. Perhaps you can find a way around their charms. Would you be willing to spy on this group?" Ragnaris turns and stares Coronet dead in the eyes, leaning down slightly so that he is on her level.
(I have to go to bed 'cause I have an archery tournament early in the mornin' tomorrow, but I'd be delighted to finish this interaction later. Haven't used Ragnaris in a long time, and I've liked bein' able to get back into the feel of his character.)
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Hi guys! This is my desktop alt account. My mobile one goes by the name of AgateElk8337, so maybe you've heard of me? Who knows! For those who don't know, I'm a demiromantic, very socially awkward he/him from the Sooner State. I'm also an unofficial therapist on Onions Are LIke Worms.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with barbecue sauce."
Ragnaris looks at Coronet with hollow eyes. After a second he shakes his head, and the light seems to return to them. "Thank you, Coronet. I deeply appreciate you healing me. I fear even my magic may not have been enough to fix my state. Now, onto your question. I had a run-in with a young dragon in a large valley surrounded by mountains. They were quite prideful it seems, because they attacked me. Just after I obliterated the youngling, I was met by an entire thunder of much older, much more powerful dragons. The young one seemed to have belonged to their group, and they were not in the least pleased with me. I could have fended them off easily enough, had my magic worked. For some odd reason, none of my spells seemed to affect them." He shudders, then turns to gaze up at the swirling blackness of the dome above them. "I haven't feared for my life like that since before I was that youngling's age. I- I fear next time something like that happens, I may not survive."
"Unaffected by magic...that is troubling. Very few creature can completely nullify magic so completely like that, especially if you have access to extremely high levels of magical incantations. At least not without great effort...what sort of dragons were these?" Coronet asks.
"All kinds. Red, green, blue, white, black, even metallic dragons like copper and bronze, which is deeply concerning. The leader of the group was a large, middle-age red dragon with a scarred eye and a hole in his left wing that made a whistling sound when he flew." Ragnaris shakes his head yet again, trying to recall more details. "The group was about twenty-seven dragons strong, all ranging in age."
"Curious. It isn't unheard of for our kind to come together in a large dragonflight like that, but it's very strange for so many different species to be working together, especially between metallic and chromatic. I can only imagine what possessed them to come together like that."
"Me either... I would very much like to know why that group would dare attack a greatwyrm, especially one such as me, who has been granted massive power by the Archcrone." Ragnaris begins to walk in circles, continuing to ponder this issue. He muses, "If these dragons continue to attack dragons and greatwyrms, they could endanger all dragonkind. I wonder if this is great enough of a matter for the Council of Wyrms."
"It is definitely something we shouldn't ignore. However, it may be hard for the Council to consider a proper course of action without more information. For all we know, these dragons are grouping up to combat a even bigger threat we are currently unaware of, or are serving some other greater power like how you serve a patron, or there might be even more members of this group that operate elsewhere."Coronet muses. "Their ability to nullify magic is especially concerning, so finding out how they did that would also be important before another confrontation occurs"
"Yes, you are quite right. I am not one for stealth, due to being nearly thrice the size of a normal greatwyrm my age. But what about you, Coronet? I have seen you be quite stealthy before, and I would assume that your stealth would be quite assisted far up in the snowy mountains. Also, you have a bit more knowledge of the arcane than me, as much as I hate to admit it. Perhaps you can find a way around their charms. Would you be willing to spy on this group?" Ragnaris turns and stares Coronet dead in the eyes, leaning down slightly so that he is on her level.
(I have to go to bed 'cause I have an archery tournament early in the mornin' tomorrow, but I'd be delighted to finish this interaction later. Haven't used Ragnaris in a long time, and I've liked bein' able to get back into the feel of his character.)
(Its all good, and yeah we can continue this later)
"I certainly think I can do some spying, and thankfully I am very adept at it even without the need for magical assistance. Besides, if things go bad, death really doesn't hider me much." She says with her wide grins.
Ragnaris looks at Coronet with hollow eyes. After a second he shakes his head, and the light seems to return to them. "Thank you, Coronet. I deeply appreciate you healing me. I fear even my magic may not have been enough to fix my state. Now, onto your question. I had a run-in with a young dragon in a large valley surrounded by mountains. They were quite prideful it seems, because they attacked me. Just after I obliterated the youngling, I was met by an entire thunder of much older, much more powerful dragons. The young one seemed to have belonged to their group, and they were not in the least pleased with me. I could have fended them off easily enough, had my magic worked. For some odd reason, none of my spells seemed to affect them." He shudders, then turns to gaze up at the swirling blackness of the dome above them. "I haven't feared for my life like that since before I was that youngling's age. I- I fear next time something like that happens, I may not survive."
"Unaffected by magic...that is troubling. Very few creature can completely nullify magic so completely like that, especially if you have access to extremely high levels of magical incantations. At least not without great effort...what sort of dragons were these?" Coronet asks.
"All kinds. Red, green, blue, white, black, even metallic dragons like copper and bronze, which is deeply concerning. The leader of the group was a large, middle-age red dragon with a scarred eye and a hole in his left wing that made a whistling sound when he flew." Ragnaris shakes his head yet again, trying to recall more details. "The group was about twenty-seven dragons strong, all ranging in age."
"Curious. It isn't unheard of for our kind to come together in a large dragonflight like that, but it's very strange for so many different species to be working together, especially between metallic and chromatic. I can only imagine what possessed them to come together like that."
"Me either... I would very much like to know why that group would dare attack a greatwyrm, especially one such as me, who has been granted massive power by the Archcrone." Ragnaris begins to walk in circles, continuing to ponder this issue. He muses, "If these dragons continue to attack dragons and greatwyrms, they could endanger all dragonkind. I wonder if this is great enough of a matter for the Council of Wyrms."
"It is definitely something we shouldn't ignore. However, it may be hard for the Council to consider a proper course of action without more information. For all we know, these dragons are grouping up to combat a even bigger threat we are currently unaware of, or are serving some other greater power like how you serve a patron, or there might be even more members of this group that operate elsewhere."Coronet muses. "Their ability to nullify magic is especially concerning, so finding out how they did that would also be important before another confrontation occurs"
"Yes, you are quite right. I am not one for stealth, due to being nearly thrice the size of a normal greatwyrm my age. But what about you, Coronet? I have seen you be quite stealthy before, and I would assume that your stealth would be quite assisted far up in the snowy mountains. Also, you have a bit more knowledge of the arcane than me, as much as I hate to admit it. Perhaps you can find a way around their charms. Would you be willing to spy on this group?" Ragnaris turns and stares Coronet dead in the eyes, leaning down slightly so that he is on her level.
(I have to go to bed 'cause I have an archery tournament early in the mornin' tomorrow, but I'd be delighted to finish this interaction later. Haven't used Ragnaris in a long time, and I've liked bein' able to get back into the feel of his character.)
(Its all good, and yeah we can continue this later)
"I certainly think I can do some spying, and thankfully I am very adept at it even without the need for magical assistance. Besides, if things go bad, death really doesn't hider me much." She says with her wide grins.
Ragnaris' eyes crinkle at Coronet's remark, yet the rest of his face stays deathly serious. "Thank you, Coronet. I should go visit my grandson, due to being gone for so long. I am willing to wager he is wondering where I am..."
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Hi guys! This is my desktop alt account. My mobile one goes by the name of AgateElk8337, so maybe you've heard of me? Who knows! For those who don't know, I'm a demiromantic, very socially awkward he/him from the Sooner State. I'm also an unofficial therapist on Onions Are LIke Worms.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with barbecue sauce."
Ulquiorra is doing a little bit of torturing, tearing of someone's fingernails and making them eat them
Cu Challain is fighting some people, and winning
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*You know, I thought this thread died so I deleted most of my character sheets for it, so remaking some of those is going to be a pain, but I can still rp, just can't fight for a while. Do you wanna rp Himy?*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*You know, I thought this thread died so I deleted most of my character sheets for it, so remaking some of those is going to be a pain, but I can still rp, just can't fight for a while. Do you wanna rp Himy?*
*Yeah. And not fighting isn't an issue*
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Ulquiorra is doing a little bit of torturing, tearing of someone's fingernails and making them eat them
Cu Challain is fighting some people, and winning
They can hear the sound of violent throwing up coming from the cloud house for a solid while, I mean like minutes, and then they feel Jason's aura again, where is it was heavy like walking on the ocean floor, it feels like walking through something solid for a moment, making the person Ulquiorra is torturing fall unconscious under the powerful new weight.
Gon watches with interest, his legs crossed and hands on his knees.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Ulquiorra is doing a little bit of torturing, tearing of someone's fingernails and making them eat them
Cu Challain is fighting some people, and winning
They can hear the sound of violent throwing up coming from the cloud house for a solid while, I mean like minutes, and then they feel Jason's aura again, where is it was heavy like walking on the ocean floor, it feels like walking through something solid for a moment, making the person Ulquiorra is torturing fall unconscious under the powerful new weight.
Gon watches with interest, his legs crossed and hands on his knees.
He pouts, as he can't torture someone who's unconscious, so he appears in front of the cloud house with a resounding boom "You knocked him out."
He's styling on them, flipping over them and throwing them into each other
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Ulquiorra is doing a little bit of torturing, tearing of someone's fingernails and making them eat them
Cu Challain is fighting some people, and winning
They can hear the sound of violent throwing up coming from the cloud house for a solid while, I mean like minutes, and then they feel Jason's aura again, where is it was heavy like walking on the ocean floor, it feels like walking through something solid for a moment, making the person Ulquiorra is torturing fall unconscious under the powerful new weight.
Gon watches with interest, his legs crossed and hands on his knees.
He pouts, as he can't torture someone who's unconscious, so he appears in front of the cloud house with a resounding boom "You knocked him out."
He's styling on them, flipping over them and throwing them into each other
Jason's aura can be felt inside as he stumbles to the door, leaning against it as he opens it, he looks more radiant than before, even if he feels absolutely wrecked at the same time "...Sorry mate..."
Gon cheers whenever one goes down, smiling wide and throwing up his hands with every hit they land.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Ulquiorra is doing a little bit of torturing, tearing of someone's fingernails and making them eat them
Cu Challain is fighting some people, and winning
They can hear the sound of violent throwing up coming from the cloud house for a solid while, I mean like minutes, and then they feel Jason's aura again, where is it was heavy like walking on the ocean floor, it feels like walking through something solid for a moment, making the person Ulquiorra is torturing fall unconscious under the powerful new weight.
Gon watches with interest, his legs crossed and hands on his knees.
He pouts, as he can't torture someone who's unconscious, so he appears in front of the cloud house with a resounding boom "You knocked him out."
He's styling on them, flipping over them and throwing them into each other
Jason's aura can be felt inside as he stumbles to the door, leaning against it as he opens it, he looks more radiant than before, even if he feels absolutely wrecked at the same time "...Sorry mate..."
Gon cheers whenever one goes down, smiling wide and throwing up his hands with every hit they land.
He averts his eyes "Why do you look like that? Yet sound depressed."
He bonks the last guy on the head with the hilt of his sword, knocking him out, before looking at Gon a smiling
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Ulquiorra is doing a little bit of torturing, tearing of someone's fingernails and making them eat them
Cu Challain is fighting some people, and winning
They can hear the sound of violent throwing up coming from the cloud house for a solid while, I mean like minutes, and then they feel Jason's aura again, where is it was heavy like walking on the ocean floor, it feels like walking through something solid for a moment, making the person Ulquiorra is torturing fall unconscious under the powerful new weight.
Gon watches with interest, his legs crossed and hands on his knees.
He pouts, as he can't torture someone who's unconscious, so he appears in front of the cloud house with a resounding boom "You knocked him out."
He's styling on them, flipping over them and throwing them into each other
Jason's aura can be felt inside as he stumbles to the door, leaning against it as he opens it, he looks more radiant than before, even if he feels absolutely wrecked at the same time "...Sorry mate..."
Gon cheers whenever one goes down, smiling wide and throwing up his hands with every hit they land.
He averts his eyes "Why do you look like that? Yet sound depressed."
He bonks the last guy on the head with the hilt of his sword, knocking him out, before looking at Gon a smiling
He waves his head dismissively "No no mate, just ranked up again. That's what the power surge was. Sorry 'bout knockin' out your torture."
He claps heartily, applauding the stranger who seems to be a master of fighting, "That was awesome!"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Ulquiorra is doing a little bit of torturing, tearing of someone's fingernails and making them eat them
Cu Challain is fighting some people, and winning
They can hear the sound of violent throwing up coming from the cloud house for a solid while, I mean like minutes, and then they feel Jason's aura again, where is it was heavy like walking on the ocean floor, it feels like walking through something solid for a moment, making the person Ulquiorra is torturing fall unconscious under the powerful new weight.
Gon watches with interest, his legs crossed and hands on his knees.
He pouts, as he can't torture someone who's unconscious, so he appears in front of the cloud house with a resounding boom "You knocked him out."
He's styling on them, flipping over them and throwing them into each other
Jason's aura can be felt inside as he stumbles to the door, leaning against it as he opens it, he looks more radiant than before, even if he feels absolutely wrecked at the same time "...Sorry mate..."
Gon cheers whenever one goes down, smiling wide and throwing up his hands with every hit they land.
He averts his eyes "Why do you look like that? Yet sound depressed."
He bonks the last guy on the head with the hilt of his sword, knocking him out, before looking at Gon a smiling
He waves his head dismissively "No no mate, just ranked up again. That's what the power surge was. Sorry 'bout knockin' out your torture."
He claps heartily, applauding the stranger who seems to be a master of fighting, "That was awesome!"
"I am not sure what you mean by that."
"I know! They we're a pretty nice warm up."
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"Unaffected by magic...that is troubling. Very few creature can completely nullify magic so completely like that, especially if you have access to extremely high levels of magical incantations. At least not without great effort...what sort of dragons were these?" Coronet asks.
"All kinds. Red, green, blue, white, black, even metallic dragons like copper and bronze, which is deeply concerning. The leader of the group was a large, middle-age red dragon with a scarred eye and a hole in his left wing that made a whistling sound when he flew." Ragnaris shakes his head yet again, trying to recall more details. "The group was about twenty-seven dragons strong, all ranging in age."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with barbecue sauce."
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!"
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"Curious. It isn't unheard of for our kind to come together in a large dragonflight like that, but it's very strange for so many different species to be working together, especially between metallic and chromatic. I can only imagine what possessed them to come together like that."
"Me either... I would very much like to know why that group would dare attack a greatwyrm, especially one such as me, who has been granted massive power by the Archcrone." Ragnaris begins to walk in circles, continuing to ponder this issue. He muses, "If these dragons continue to attack dragons and greatwyrms, they could endanger all dragonkind. I wonder if this is great enough of a matter for the Council of Wyrms."
Hi guys! This is my desktop alt account. My mobile one goes by the name of AgateElk8337, so maybe you've heard of me? Who knows! For those who don't know, I'm a demiromantic, very socially awkward he/him from the Sooner State. I'm also an unofficial therapist on Onions Are LIke Worms.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with barbecue sauce."
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!"
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"It is definitely something we shouldn't ignore. However, it may be hard for the Council to consider a proper course of action without more information. For all we know, these dragons are grouping up to combat a even bigger threat we are currently unaware of, or are serving some other greater power like how you serve a patron, or there might be even more members of this group that operate elsewhere." Coronet muses.
"Yes, you are quite right. I am not one for stealth, due to being nearly thrice the size of a normal greatwyrm my age. But what about you, Coronet? I have seen you be quite stealthy before, and I would assume that your stealth would be quite assisted far up in the snowy mountains. Also, you have a bit more knowledge of the arcane than me, as much as I hate to admit it. Perhaps you can find a way around their charms. Would you be willing to spy on this group?" Ragnaris turns and stares Coronet dead in the eyes, leaning down slightly so that he is on her level.
(I have to go to bed 'cause I have an archery tournament early in the mornin' tomorrow, but I'd be delighted to finish this interaction later. Haven't used Ragnaris in a long time, and I've liked bein' able to get back into the feel of his character.)
Hi guys! This is my desktop alt account. My mobile one goes by the name of AgateElk8337, so maybe you've heard of me? Who knows! For those who don't know, I'm a demiromantic, very socially awkward he/him from the Sooner State. I'm also an unofficial therapist on Onions Are LIke Worms.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with barbecue sauce."
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!"
Click here for cool art!
(Its all good, and yeah we can continue this later)
"I certainly think I can do some spying, and thankfully I am very adept at it even without the need for magical assistance. Besides, if things go bad, death really doesn't hider me much." She says with her wide grins.
*Oh wait, Ragnaris was hurt? Welp, guess Rag is going on a crusade to kill some dragons.*
Ragnaris' eyes crinkle at Coronet's remark, yet the rest of his face stays deathly serious. "Thank you, Coronet. I should go visit my grandson, due to being gone for so long. I am willing to wager he is wondering where I am..."
Hi guys! This is my desktop alt account. My mobile one goes by the name of AgateElk8337, so maybe you've heard of me? Who knows! For those who don't know, I'm a demiromantic, very socially awkward he/him from the Sooner State. I'm also an unofficial therapist on Onions Are LIke Worms.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with barbecue sauce."
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!"
Click here for cool art!
Aza is doing some meditating
Ulquiorra is doing a little bit of torturing, tearing of someone's fingernails and making them eat them
Cu Challain is fighting some people, and winning
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*You know, I thought this thread died so I deleted most of my character sheets for it, so remaking some of those is going to be a pain, but I can still rp, just can't fight for a while. Do you wanna rp Himy?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Yeah. And not fighting isn't an issue*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
They can hear the sound of violent throwing up coming from the cloud house for a solid while, I mean like minutes, and then they feel Jason's aura again, where is it was heavy like walking on the ocean floor, it feels like walking through something solid for a moment, making the person Ulquiorra is torturing fall unconscious under the powerful new weight.
Gon watches with interest, his legs crossed and hands on his knees.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He pouts, as he can't torture someone who's unconscious, so he appears in front of the cloud house with a resounding boom "You knocked him out."
He's styling on them, flipping over them and throwing them into each other
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Jason's aura can be felt inside as he stumbles to the door, leaning against it as he opens it, he looks more radiant than before, even if he feels absolutely wrecked at the same time "...Sorry mate..."
Gon cheers whenever one goes down, smiling wide and throwing up his hands with every hit they land.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He averts his eyes "Why do you look like that? Yet sound depressed."
He bonks the last guy on the head with the hilt of his sword, knocking him out, before looking at Gon a smiling
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
He waves his head dismissively "No no mate, just ranked up again. That's what the power surge was. Sorry 'bout knockin' out your torture."
He claps heartily, applauding the stranger who seems to be a master of fighting, "That was awesome!"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I am not sure what you mean by that."
"I know! They we're a pretty nice warm up."
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"Don't worry about it, do you want somethin' ta drink?"
"That was just a warm up to you? That's really cool! I'm Gon." He holds out a hand.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)