Jameson~
James was prepared for the arrival of the Silver dragon, as Jauffre had warned him in advance of his arrival. James nodded to the beast and greeted him through thought. He then turned to the group who mostly seemed to be in awe of the grand beasts arrival. He tipped his cap up and studied their expressions, he noticed the new comer for the first time since his arrival and nodded in greeting. He paused for a moment before beginning to speak. "As most of you now know, my name is Jameson, I have offered the select few of you who are not welcome in the elven city a sanctuary in the forests to the west of here. I ask now that we might split into two groups. Myself, Jauffre and one other head into the woods, I shall introduce you both to my home there whilst the others head to the elven city as originally planned. Jauffre would then head with the other individual who followed me back to the group to hear of the elves reaction to our arrival. If they accept you with open arms, then I will have no need to worry further for your safety. If not than My offer stands to be taken up. While my plan is but a suggestion, I do hop that we all consider it carefully. Either way, I will be parting with you here, I have business too attend to in the forest."
James turned away from the group as he awaited their response. He decided it best to let them decide amongst themselves. For the time being he simply watched the land. Here was still untouched by the ravages of the demon army, so peaceful it was that it almost made him forget the threat that loomed over them all. Directly ahead was the beautiful elven capitol, surrounded by the famous pearl walls. Within he knew lay the most protected city in all of the realms, if they were not safe here, than they were not safe anywhere. The serene planes stretched out before him and to the west he could just make out the outline of his home. The forest of Elden, a beautiful wood, and a place he missed dearly. He truly hoped that it would be Cassandra joining him, he had wanted to show her the beauty of that forest for some time now. He let out a sigh of relief. Perhaps now he would finally be able to take a small rest. Yes,it would seem that for now, in this small Sanctuary of the light, their was indeed a calm before the storm.
Barghest~
While Jameson the Silver took his time enjoying his moments of peace, Barghest the black grew restless in a rut of impeded plans. The red moon that had shown for 30 years cast its eerie glow upon his empire. His strongest pack had just returned from a midday hunt,and their prey was rather intriguing. Barghest idly scratched his main with a empty paw as he awaited the traitors arrival. Oh how he enjoyed teaching the young pups a lesson. He would take great joy in this particular scolding as well, for this very pup had been the source of his shame for quite some time now. He then scowled as Eliphas's messenger approached his throne. "What.. is it?" he barked at the cretin.
"S-sir.. Milord Eliphas asks for your presence in his chamber.. It is for a special task." The creature shuddered like a pathetic imp.
Barghest devoured it in a single gulp. The creature slid down his throat with ease. He ripped the dimensional fabric with a single bark and lept through. He landed beforethe demon lord. "Eliphas.... what is it that you need..." Barghest was a proud wolf, but he knew when to respect those above him. He bowed to his lord as he said this, truly curious as to what he might need.
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done editing, again sorry about that :D
Sooo
I read over my Ariela post again, and well I made a big mistake-o
put off the wrong impression and all that.
My excuse was that I was extremely tired when I wrote it and that is about it /is going to edit it.
Please re read for it will be quite different after editing. lol.
I read over my Ariela post again, and well I made a big mistake-o
put off the wrong impression and all that.
My excuse was that I was extremely tired when I wrote it and that is about it /is going to edit it.
Please re read for it will be quite different after editing. lol.
The Red Zephyr said
I was crazy once. They put me in a kitchen with a bunch of idiots and asked me to work several thirteen-hour shifts in a row. Thirteen-hour shifts?I worked a thirteen hour shift once. My feet hurt and thought of creative ways to kill the crazy customers. Crazy? I was crazy once.
lol this, this deserves a place in my sig.
Kyoto said
posted, also Elise, Captain, Nova, EWillden. We ought to create a separate rp just between the five of us for old time sake.
indeed.
Sam~
Pain. that was the first this he remembered when he awoke in the forest to what seemed to be the apocalypse. Even though he had undoubtedly been unconscious for some time he felt refreshed, almost as if he had been born anew. He remembered nothing of the past year, in fact the more he thought about his past, the less he seemed to remember. He staggered forward, still attempting to get his bearings as too exactly what had happened. After a few long moments he found himself regaining his senses and truly taking in his surroundings.
He was walking along a wall, he was deep within a forested area that somehow seemed familiar too him. It was then that he realized he was following something, a string of white light. It simple hung in the air, he knew not where it came from, nor did he know where it ended. No matter which way he followed it it seemed to travel forward forever. He decided to continue following it as he had been.
Four three hours he walked, unaware of where he was or what had happened to the beautiful city he had once called home. Nor was he aware of even having a home, in fact all of Samuel's memories had been erased from his mind He knew not who he was, or who had been. He was at a loss and the only feasible choice he could make at the time was to follow this strange glowing string. He eventually arrived at a gate. The gate had the name Winter's plastered above it, and for some reason that name struck a cord of familiarity in Samuel's mind. He stepped forward and pressed a button that he assumed to be a door bell. Samuel did not know how he came to this assumption, or what a doorbell was for that matter. He simply knew that he must ring it, and because of that he did not question him doing so.
"Um.. Hello?" He said questioningly to seemingly no one. "I seem to have lost my way, and I am not quite sure where it was I was headed." He went to scratch his head as he said this, but instead his hand met with a rather stylish top hat. He patted down the rest of himself, realizing that he was dressed in rather fancy clothing. He began to wonder if he was over dressed for the occasion, but then he began to wonder if their was an occasion to be over dressed for at all. Samuel was deeply confused, and all he could do was wonder at the twenty or so strings that led into this mansion from different directions, and hope that these strings had some nice people attached to them.
Pain. that was the first this he remembered when he awoke in the forest to what seemed to be the apocalypse. Even though he had undoubtedly been unconscious for some time he felt refreshed, almost as if he had been born anew. He remembered nothing of the past year, in fact the more he thought about his past, the less he seemed to remember. He staggered forward, still attempting to get his bearings as too exactly what had happened. After a few long moments he found himself regaining his senses and truly taking in his surroundings.
He was walking along a wall, he was deep within a forested area that somehow seemed familiar too him. It was then that he realized he was following something, a string of white light. It simple hung in the air, he knew not where it came from, nor did he know where it ended. No matter which way he followed it it seemed to travel forward forever. He decided to continue following it as he had been.
Four three hours he walked, unaware of where he was or what had happened to the beautiful city he had once called home. Nor was he aware of even having a home, in fact all of Samuel's memories had been erased from his mind He knew not who he was, or who had been. He was at a loss and the only feasible choice he could make at the time was to follow this strange glowing string. He eventually arrived at a gate. The gate had the name Winter's plastered above it, and for some reason that name struck a cord of familiarity in Samuel's mind. He stepped forward and pressed a button that he assumed to be a door bell. Samuel did not know how he came to this assumption, or what a doorbell was for that matter. He simply knew that he must ring it, and because of that he did not question him doing so.
"Um.. Hello?" He said questioningly to seemingly no one. "I seem to have lost my way, and I am not quite sure where it was I was headed." He went to scratch his head as he said this, but instead his hand met with a rather stylish top hat. He patted down the rest of himself, realizing that he was dressed in rather fancy clothing. He began to wonder if he was over dressed for the occasion, but then he began to wonder if their was an occasion to be over dressed for at all. Samuel was deeply confused, and all he could do was wonder at the twenty or so strings that led into this mansion from different directions, and hope that these strings had some nice people attached to them.
you whooor
also, by Cannibal , I did not mean eats people you silly boy.
I shall reveal exactly what kind of cannibal she is in my next post as her. (que evil laughter)
I shall reveal exactly what kind of cannibal she is in my next post as her. (que evil laughter)
Ariela is a beautiful, kind, young lady with pristine class, how dare you compare her to a common cannibal D: (the sarcasm, it hurts)
of course.
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