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Dragon Riders Needed! Tale of Two Dragon Academies[CLOSED]

Bristle stifled a yawn at the thought of it, scrolls again? He'd already read like three of these and the tug of war was just getting good. Maybe he shouldn't have signed a blood contract. Still he didn't want to get kicked out or anything so he regained his feet, after carefully moving Ark off his lap, and looked at the scrolls. At least it was mostly pictures. How could each head be a different breed? How did they get created anyway? Some sort of magic mumbo? Eh, wasn't really important, one was enough for him. Bristle figured he should start participated so he asked, "How fast do these little guys grow? Is it going to take like three years for these little dragons to get full size or I'm I going to wait till I get old? Same for the doggies."

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Dragon Riders Needed! Tale of Two Dragon Academies[CLOSED]

Bristle watched the fight with mild interest. "Go Rylarth!" he cheered, excited in spite of himself to see who would win. Naturally he wanted Rylarth to as the dragon was his own. This job was looking pretty cushy so far, sit around and watch dragons play, make sure they don't hurt themselves. The most cushy job he'd had in a while.

Plague-Hunters 2

Alexander did a brief sweep for more dangers as the wyvern collapsed, wiping the small smattering of gore that had landed on him off his face as best he could. Then he froze when he saw the man holding Sapphire- in an instant his crossbow was in his hand ready to fire, but even faster than him the man had vanished into the woods. Alexander cursed as Joshua left them- again -to chase after the masked man. What was the deal with the darkness that Sapphire had let out and that white masked man? One thing after another wasn't it? Sighing Alexander took out a small metal box and stretched out some gauze, wrapping it around the worst of his familiar's injuries. Alexander quietly whispered his encouragement to the injured lizard and it growled back, oddly pleased with itself. Hopefully the blight hadn't managed to spread, Alexander didn't want to think about what would happen if it had. Alexander gave a hopeful whistle and Imgor's horse as well Alexander's own came trotting back, throwing their heads and neighing nervously. Well that was lucky at least, it wasn't unusual for horses to be trained to respond to whistles. Alexander cut of one of the wyvern's talon's and stuffed it into his bag, it couldn't hurt to take trophy, if nothing else it was proof they'd done the deed. He made sure Imgor could get on his own horse first before jumping onto his own. There was no point in following Joshua, if the masked man could beat or escape from him there was nothing Alexander could do about it, regardless of how much he wanted her back. With a small kick of his feet his horse began travelling down the road towards Kiruth again, Larion following eagerly. Just another day.

I died and reincarnated into fantasy world- WHAT'S WITH THIS LIGHT NOVEL-LIKE SETTING!?!

Bonk, I need MAWR POWER and that can't happen if there are no posts!!!

Mains | League of Legends

We can just tell them we had a tots rad party.

The Red Dragon Bone Guild: Tales of the Hinterlands

I'd just specify your code of conduct.

Academy of Noble Arms

Hanged has internet issues. My own personal feedback that has no importance what so ever is. First off that's a really cool and in-depth noble arm. Second off, by the nine that is strong af! Such stronk defense and a reasonable form of attack. O.o _{Saltly cause I think your character is stronker than mine}

The Red Dragon Bone Guild: Tales of the Hinterlands

CS should be good now.

The Magic Apprentice(s) (REBOOT)

Bristle let the orb die out with a small warble. Free time now? He wasn't sure that that word was in the master's vocabulary. Well whatever, free time was good time. It was a shame he couldn't mess around with magic more without the risk of turning himself inside out. Which would be an interesting experience, but painful and likely fatal. Two things that Bristle didn't like very much. "Cya nerds." he said casually and walked out, only stumbling slightly when he found his legs were somewhat weaker than he expected. Naturally he went to find his old clothes, he needed to retrieve his toys and... other things. Even a wizard had locked doors right? And locked doors usually had something exciting behind them!