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[color=920ee8][b]Status:[/b][/color] [color=C23F5B]Alive / Well[/color]
[color=920ee8][b]Location:[/b][/color] [color=C23F5B]Outside the Tavern[/color]
[color=920ee8][b]Response:[/b][/color] [color=C23F5B][@Redpandagamer][@Forsythe][/color]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xeeNxYqzePg]Theme Song[/url] 

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[color=C23F5B]Pyrona was rather bold, maybe a little too much so given she just stuck her head through the door of a tavern and it not being human. Thaddeus was honestly waiting for the screams and half the tavern to hightail it out the back. Finding that thought rather funny if he was being honest, it reminded him of Xevoaren, he smiled at the thought. He had not been one for subetly as such, he believed that he shouldn't have to conceal himself because the greater world feared his species. Pyrona was brash like him, it is probably why it didn't take long at all for him to like her. A normal person would be pissed about being whipped across the yard with a tail but he was fairly used to it. At least, he was used to it anyways, it seemed like such a long time ago now and eons later from that moment in his life. Placing his hand comfortably around the hilt of his blade his smile become somewhat deflated as he looked at the ground. Funny how one can forget over a course of so many years but in the instance of a moment everything comes flooding back to you.


[hider=284 Years Prior]
[b]"Let me out of these ropes you bastards! Ill kill you, I will kill you all!"[/b] Thaddeus screamed in pure rage as he struggled hard against the ropes bounding him. He couldn't escape the damn bindings though no matter how hard he tried, there was no rope strong enough to hold him yet this stupid one was and it pissed him off even more! Screaming loudly and angrily the struggling intensified while the rope just tightening more and more forming deep burns in his arms. [color=gold][b]"Calm down stripling."[/b][/color] The voice that responded back was deep, animal like but with a resonance that would have frightening anyone who had heard it even it was calm and level. Thaddeus responded with another loud scream as he thrashed harder once more against the impossibly tight ropes. When his body went flying across the cave and his skull crashed into a wall, only than did he quiet down if not on purpose than from the large dragon whipping the breath out of him with their tail. [b][color=gold]"Xevoaren, stay back! That boy is half Mesmer and blood crazed, he will think nothing of slitting your throat and drinking your blood."[/color][/b] The large dragon hissed towrds the younger dragon whom was bounding to Thaddeus to see if he was okay after slamming into a wall. [color=purple][b]"He saved me! Why would he do that if he wanted to kill me!?"[/b][/color] [color=gold][b]"I would doubt he even knew he saved anyone, he just wanted to drink that creatures blood you little fool. I should kill him and put him out of his misery, it won't be too long before the thirst takes him for good and he has no chance of coming back."[/b][/color] The large dragon shook his head in agitation, first his stripling runs off on some ill concieved adventure, that he almost gets killed by a Winago, and now he is trying to help a half blood mesmer boy who would kill him if he wasn't restricted by those enforced ropes.

When the stripling placed himself between the Mesmer and him the dragon just sighed as his hatchling was very adamant about him not killing the boy. [color=purple][b]"We can help him! I'm sure we can, he helped me and I want to help him!"[/b][/color] The large dragon sighed relenting to his hatchlings stubborn nature. [color=gold][b]"Fine but you are to stay away from him until I say so or you will be next for the whipping!"[/b][/color]
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Honestly, he had spent most of that conversation in a haze, his eyes spinning in his skull, but he had heard enough to know that he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. Not that it mattered much, when a Mesmer child goes into a blood rage, there is no reasoning with them, there is no stopping them, it was the final stage before complete insanity and once entered one did not come back from it. At least, that was the notion anyways but Xevoaren had convinced his father Alduin to spare his life, to help him. An Alduin felt obligated to do so by a debt of blood even if he didn't believe the boy could be brought back from the blood rage that was slowly engulfing his mind. [/color]