EurmalEye

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@The One Haha that's alright- that's how @Fetzen joined this RP too lol. You see all the dragons I have to deal with? I would recommend going through all of the IC though- it's quite entertaining and let's you see the overall style and world details in play.

The Dragon King and the Human

@The One

"Why would anyone fight fair? If everyone fought fair, only the strong would get anywhere in life. If your army has been convinced to fight for her just convince them back." Alia scoffed from her vantage point outside the cave. "As for accepting help from a human - which is worse for a dragon? Accepting basic medical aid or lying helplessly on the ground till someone shows up to kill you?" Alia climbed back up to the rock wall in front of the cave. She could feel her here pounding in her chest with fear, as at any point in this conversation the dragon could simply breath a tongue of flame at her and end her life. She was putting a large amount of faith in his professed desire to help humans, though something about the beast's tone had made her believe his story about humanities upcoming destruction. But if this dragon could help, it would be her responsibility to humankind to rouse the great beast into action once again.

She moved closer into the interior of the cave, pale and hands trembling but she continued forward stopping before the dragon."It seems to me that instead of me helping you, you can simply owe me a favor instead. It won't be charity, it will be a business transaction. Surely even dragons recognize commerce." She glanced pointedly at the massive piles of gold around them. "Accept my deal and live to fight again or patiently wait for your sister to disembowel you. One is suicide the other living. Which would you prefer?"

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Alexandros

@FallenTrinity @Fetzen

Alex sniffed the air around himself inquisitively, he could not detect any scent coming from himself, but it was fairly likely that many of the creatures here would have much better noses than himself. He made a slight mental note to buy better deodorant as soon as he was able, for politeness's sake if nothing else. The humanoid dragon had seem to appreciate the joke he had made about his taste, blinking suddenly at it before releasing a smoke fueled belly laugh that rang of equal parts amusement and condescension. The dragon/man regained his composure and smiled at him before proclaiming the ironclad nature of his stomach. Alex wondered by what he had meant by the comment about his body causing the dragon some form of indigestion. Was it a comment about his smell again or some other meaning he could not quite understand? He gave an internal shrug not particularly concerned about it.

As Laurel left the scene, and Alex joked with the dragon about his apparent size and pointed out the figure watching them, the dragon glanced at it unconcernedly. Then he turned back to Alex and suddenly lunged forward. The tall mans form began to change, twisting and morphing, his mass somehow increasing from nothingness to a huge serpentine body, entirely crimson of color. Every small motion of the dragon's body spoke of it's sheer power, muscles moving fluidly underneath the scaled surface of its skin. The dragon's massive head came to rest in front of him. Alex could see in perfect detail each of the dragon's many fangs, all incredibly sharp and large. The dragon blew smoke around him and let out an earth shatteringly loud roar directly into his face. Flecks of red hot spittle landed against Alex's body and without the tree supporting his back behind him, he may have lost his balanced completely and fallen over once more or even bolted from sheer animal instinct. The dragon then in what seemed a rather surprising shift of mood, began to laugh. The deep vibrations from the motion flattened some of the smaller plants around him. That was how Alex could tell the creature was laughing at least. The sheer volume of the roar had seemed to have left him somewhat deafened. He placed a finger in his ear and swiveled it rapidly making a "Moop mooop" sound until his Gifted healing ability repaired the damage done to his eardrums.

He looked up at the laughing dragon and considered the beast's size and reaction. It seemed he had entered some sort of contest with the beast. He made a show of clamping his fingers over his now ash covered nose and said, in a slightly nasal tone, "And you accuse me of having a pungent odor. We must grow you a daily garden of mint it seems!" He smiled widely at the giant beast before him. He let go of his nose and began to wipe at his clothes trying in vain to salvage his one set of academy clothing. "As for your size meeting my criteria, I am sorry to say that I have neglected to bring a ruler with me. We will have to check another time. And I am sure your dinner guests always go on about how polite it is that you do not crush them accidentally." Alex paused for a moment with a twinkle in his eye, before letting out a large belly laugh of amusement and delight. "That was simply fantastic- thank you for showing me! I'm Alex and you? Or should I continue to think of you as Red Dragon Man?"

The dragon had turned its head to greet the viewer observing them with the strange body. Alex moved at the blink of the eye, circling around the giant beast by the time it had finished greeting the so called "chimera," to sit in front of the creature. "Hello there- welcome to the conversation. I am Alex, Alexandros, or even Hey You and I haven't seen one of your kind before."

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O.O I need a post from u ._.

@FallenTrinity

I wish I could say this was the strangest way someone has asked for a reply from me lol- give me like 2 hours to be done with work and head home

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@Aspen Wren I did yes! Had a good chuckle about it too lol

The Dragon King and the Human

@The One

Alia raised an eyebrow in annoyance, "foolish girl" indeed. She let out an angry breath, taking another moment to ensure that she could get away quickly if she needed to. She poked the top of her head in view of the caverns opening, glaring at the interior. "Did you just call me foolish? That seems excessively rude. So your sister is coming to the area to kill you? And then all of humanity?" Again, she frowned face going into the expression quite naturally. "Do dragons always take things to such excess? It looks to me that the only thing wrong with you is your wings are quite torn up. Do they not have stitching where you come from?" She peered cautiously inside the cave further, eyes adjusting to the dim light and saw the dark drops of scarlet blood coming from the dragon's wings. She paused for another moment thinking, dropping her head below the line of sight from the cave. Then poked her head back up again. "If I stitch up your wings will you leave this area? You can fight with your sister anywhere else in the sky." She spoke up louder, annoyance coloring her tone. "And don't you call me 'Girl' again! You may call me "Miss" or "Alia."

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Alexandro

@Aspen Wren @FallenTrinity

As the flaming leopard caught up to them, another figure approached Alex the shadows from his height drawing his attention before he had ever heard a noise. Alex looked up at an impressively large man, with slightly crimson skin and smile on his face that spoke of fox like cunning. Alex cocked his head slightly at the man asked him about his reason for being here. Alex raised an eyebrow and laughed, pointing down at the path in front of him. "Why the path came through here of course! And what brings you to this curve in the path? Following the path or coming for conversation?" He paused for a moment, noticing the rather intense gaze the man seemed to be giving him. "Ah if you intend to eat me, I must warn you I doubt that I would be particularly tasty. Too stringy you know?" He let out a laugh to let the man know that he wasn't being serious. He turned his head away from the slightly red man as the flaming leopard completed its approach, flicking its tail and nodding to the other man beside him.

Alex watched in open fascination as the flaming leapord, bathed itself in flames once more and transformed into an attractive, curvy woman. She introduced herself as Laurel and responded to his banter with some of her own. She smiled warmly and spoke with a tone that matched perfectly with a surrounding forest. And Alex could clearly see the fires still burning in her eyes, never dwindled just changed. Alex looked on, slightly stunned as she turned away and called out to them in Turkish. Snapping back to attention he called back out to her also in Turkish "Çok uzun , güzel Laurel. Her zaman parlak yakmak." He looked at her as she left, before turning back to the the apparent Dragon. He eyed him with interest, and then behind him before speaking casually. "You are not as large as I might have expected. Also, are you aware there is some sort of horned winged lion behind you?"

The Dragon King and the Human

The golden gleam of treasure sparkled brightly at her from the interior of the cave. A ransom of gold that could easily have bought her village several thousand times over, a ransom fit for multiple kings. Alia sighed, an amount of gold that would bring no end of trouble for and her people if the word were ever to get out about the massive hoard of wealth in the mountains. She wondered idly if it would be better to seal this cave entrance now and be done with it. However, her sharp eyes caught a hint of slithering motion. What Alia had at first taken as a crimson decorative statue had begun to move. A serpentine head rose up to regard the light reflecting off of her knife, she quickly pulled it back, but not fast enough as the crimson beast began to call out in a deep and rough voice.

Alia listened pressed up against the reassuring strength of the stone wall beside the car opening, heart beating wildly in her chest as the being introduced itself. When he was done a large plume of smoke exited the cave smelling of ash. Alia stood stock still, before calling out "Alright, I'm leaving!" To Alia, this seemed the most rational course of action, she was no great dragon slayer out of Shema's tales, nor was she armed with any particular weapon that could even hurt the self proclaimed King of Dragons. She began making her way down the stony wall before pausing noting that the expanded entrance of the front walls had crimson streaks of blood along it. She frowned at it and groaned before calling out again, "Is there any chance that I can convince you to take your treasure and leave this area? If the local guard hear there is a wounded dragon here, I'm sure half of them would die on the trip over here from excitement before you incinerated the rest. Then the King's Forces would come and overall it would be a rather large ordeal for the village and quite a annoyance for you as well. Besides what gold we once may have had we traded for seeds and iron. Oh and we just had out last Harvest Festival so I don't even think we have any eligible maidens. All in all, this is probably not a fantastic spot for you."

The Dragon King and the Human

@The One Finished Human MC and posted- will work more on the villagers throughout day they are not quite needed yet

The Dragon King and the Human

The deer was crouched over by a stream running though the forest, it's small size a clear indication of its youth. Alia took a steadying breath as she sighted down the shaft of her arrow at the creature. She had no clear indication of how much longer the deer would drink the refreshing water, but it seemed obvious her remaining time to fire the arrow could be counted in heartbeats rather than seconds. She had mustered the courage to fire the bow, but where could she place the arrow so the deer would die without pain. Alia was not certain she could score a direct hit on the head, the legs would only slow the beast down, possibly condemning it to a long period of agony. She took another breath and shifted her aim slightly till the arrow lingered over the creatures heart. She breathed in one more time, then held the breath inside her. The leather gloves on her hands creaked with the tension held in the taut bowstring, her arms feeling the pleasant burn of strain.

A monumental roar of some enraged giant burst through the forest sending alarm through all of its occupants. Alia spun wildly, the arrow launching extremely of course in her surprise. Behind her the deer bolted for protection entirely unharmed. "What in the blazes was that?" A traditional curse from her mother wormed its way from her mouth as her gaze darted around the forest trees near her looking for the danger. The sound came again, rustling the leaves in the trees around her with the force of the noise. The roar was strange, louder and more ferocious than any beast she had ever heard. Yet still, there was something strange about the noise... It seemed amplified somehow and less like a roar of anger and more one of... pain?

Alia relaxed her stance and calmed down, she glanced behind her expectantly and found the deer gone. She let out a grunt of unsurprised annoyance. That would have been a decent day's wages for her. Her eyes flicked around the landscape around her trying to determine where the noise had originated. The village was to the south of here but too distant to have come that far. The east led to the lake and the west was merely more forest for many leagues. However, the north had a stone mountain in it known to contain a fairly elaborate cave system. She nodded at it, the cave system could have produced the strange echoey amplification she had heard in the second roar.

If she investigated the noise, her village might be better prepared to defend itself against some new threat or call upon the King's Forces to protect them. However, if she simply left the noise alone perhaps nothing would come of it. She paused for a moment weighing the potential pros and cons and came to the decision to investigate the noise, but to go no further than observation. She jogged using the strange silent gait Shema had taught her to move the forest floor. There were no animals to be seen, they had either fleed or his at the massive bellowing sounds. As she approached the mountain, she could clearly see a cave smashed into a wider opening, clouds of stone dust still in the air around the point of impact. Her eyes widened at the sight of it and she retreated back slightly to a patch of soft mud left by the last rainfall. She coated her clothes and exposed skin in the muck, masking her scent. She spun her orange hair into a tight bun making it easier to cover.

Alia approached the mountain again and slowly began to climb the porous surface careful to have her balance set at every motion. She eyes the new loose stone suspiciously for signs of movement in case something slipped and crashed into her. A few pepples fell down nearly silently and she tensed her body in caution, ready to flee if need be. Waiting for a moment before continuing, she finished climbing to the newly expanded cave, and knelt by the outside of the cave. She brought a knife out of the sheath by her side and polished it on the inside of her clothes to a reflective clean surface. Still pressed up against the outside of the wall she slid down and lowered the knife to floor at an angle, attempting to peer in through the cave through its reflection.