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Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

Btw, who else (other than presumably Hayim) is going to also come to the next Fear/Nature Spire?

:: Dragon Heart ::

_{@Valor Glory | @Reflection Muko | @Sho Minazuki Vega | @Rune_Alchemist Ceri}

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Of course, this commotion would have to bring in the worst kind of person in the guild. When Vega reared his ugly head upon the notion of causing mayhem, Dreadlin could only sigh in utter disgust. Of all the log-heads in this guild, this dark edge-lord took the cake and then some. This along with the chills that rattled his scales would cause the lizardman to become way more irritable then he already has been. But just before he'd bellow at that magic-eatin' numb-skull, he'd hear a sudden hiss from behind him, followed by warm steam flowing from behind. The warmth would easily be absorbed into his scales and he suddenly became way calmer than before. But who could've done that without~?

"Two favors."

The lizardman irked unexpectedly as his eyes widened in disbelief as he sees Glory's arm shift back into it's neutral state.

"EHHH?" he breathed in shockingly, "Y-Ya didn't have ta do tat, ya know!"

He then remembered who he was talking too and quickly had to gather his commotion for her good deed. Wouldn't want to piss her off or even be on her bad side either.

"I-I mean..." he remarked as he cleared his throat, "Yeh, t-tanks for dat. I-I'll beh sure ta repay da favors... somehow."

Just then he'd hear a high-pitched chirp call out to him from below. Looking down, he can see lil' Ceri timidly nodding at him after finishing chatting with Glory. Dreadlin gave a friendly toothy grin as he waved towards her while she left to see someone else. He always liked Ceri, an adorable lass who must be protected. She may be timid, but her power's aren't to be trifled with in any circumstance. You could craft something interesting with all that smoke.

As Glory rose and walked to another part of the guild, Dreadlin was left alone once again as he devoured the rest of the meat into his massive gullet. With the brawl having just concluded, the lizardman finally gets up to the bar to grab a pint of beer. He's definitely going to need a drink after all that.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

And posted! Drakairos is first on the scene - and Kai's gonna torch it all (hopefully)

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

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_{@A Lowly Wretch - The Spire | @Legion02 - Ragnagedon & Arch-Dragons (In Passing)}

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If the fallen woman would've squinted just a bit farther into the horizon, she would see a saving grace descend from the swirling clouds above. As lightning spastically ripped through the clouds, three golden strands of light appear as they descend to the surface in a synchronized swirling motion. A god had responded to the events taking place, but it was anyone but Hayim. For the last ten days, the weather god had been feverishly scouring across the land in search for new dragons to recruit into his ever growing army. That humiliating defeat regarding the two arch-dragons will not be tolerated and he'll strike back with unbreakable vengeance. He had already gathered more dragons from all across the land, most being from the fire dragons they've defeated in battle. Their army was growing ever so larger by the day. In due time, it will finally be time to strike back at the two loathsome monsters and perhaps Ragnagedon himself.

As they neared the Deep Castle's general vicinity, Drakairós had sensed a great disturbance with the native wind patterns, as well as seeing a bright green light jet into the air. There was no way they were going to let this anomaly slide by. As they finally make landfall, the three bodies coil together as they carefully examine the black monolith that looms from atop the mountain, just a few meters away from the vicinity.

"This must be the source of the disturbance." Dra said as they glance upon what's before them.

They would look at the ground within the spire's range, only to see a plentiful amount of green foliage covering what would've been dry scrubland. But once they'd look closely, they could see several strange structures made of vine and roots that seem to resemble those of human mortals. It was as if they'd been encapsulated in a petrified tomb of raw flora, as they forever show a face of pure horror at what they've become.

"I've heard that a number of gods had encountered a spire quite similar to this one ten days ago," Rós remarked curiously, "Although the effects here are... different. The ground would've been devoid of all life, with a huge crater forming in the middle as the radius would've gotten slowly wider and wider... but here, it appears as the forces of mother nature silenced all who dared to be within her direct presence."

Kai would snarl at this sight of lush greenery.

"Graaaaagh!" he snarls disgustingly, "Too many plants! Too much green! All of this should be purged from my eye sockets immediately! All should be set aflame!"

Dra and Rós pause suddenly as they looked to one another as if they had a similar idea. They cackle in gleeful agreement as they both glance over to their fiery kin.

"Either way," the frost head began, "We should find a way to destroy this vile spire... and what not better way to destroy everything..."

He would plant his head close to Kai's ear and quietly mutters:

"Then to burn it."

Kai cocked his head towards his icy brother with a curious chirp. Are they finally listening to his ideas for once? He couldn't help but to cackle loudly in response.

"Yeeeeessss!" he hisses eagerly, "We must!"

The two heads would then glance back at their leading head, who was nodding in agreement.

"You may have the honors, Kai." he officially announces, "If you need assistance, you may call us if need be."

He'd issue a devilish grin as he simply mutters to him:

"Do your worst."

Kai would cackle devilishly as he soon takes off to the spire's range from the air. As soon as he entered the radius, he unleashes his fiery torment starting by breathing burning hot air and cinders at the flora below. They would immediately catch on fire, initiating the first phase of an upcoming forest fire. Wherever he flew, he brought down the hammer of destruction as his heat attempts to evaporate the moisture from the plants below. But that wouldn't be the only thing that would start. In the distance, the winds began to whirl towards the ground as a massive tornado begins ripping through the foliage with great speed and destructive power. Kai's destructive rampage has only just begun.

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_{@Dealdric - Tetroz}

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Jimbo would screech loudly as he sees his adversary take to the skies with his massive wings. As it began to spit it's vile acid towards him, the giant rat would make a quick leap to avoid the vile substance from touching him. As he gathers his bearings, he begins to scuttle towards him from below and attempts to pounce on the metallic dragon. If he were to grip onto his metal hide, his powerful claws and massive fangs began to pierce through it with surprising strength.

Nerplaguis was mortifyingly astonished at what he was witnessing. He had to do something in order to cease the rat from killing his visitor. Yet no ordinary plague or sickness will do. No no. He needs something specific for this. He needs the god-damn rat poison - and he's all out of this stuff apparently. He makes a mad-dash over to his outside laboratory and begins scouring through the books to find the exact recipe in concocting this anti-rat substance.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

My post is coming out shortly. I just need to do one other part and it'll be done.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

I’ll get my post up here tonight.

:: Dragon Heart ::

_{@Valor Glory, @Reflection Muko}

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"Why not just get your own…”

Dreadlin would blink once before turning to the carnage that unfolded before him.

"Yeeeeeh abot that." the lizardman said reluctantly as he pointed to the brawl that was going on.

He wasn't in the mood for braving the cafeteria battlefield all just so he could grab a meal. While he could easily beat most of the members here - save for the S-Class and a few other high rankers perhaps - he's already been weakened by the fight that he had with the wyvern. He's simply not at full strength to take them head on. Thankfully though, the stern woman seemed to acknowledge this dilemma and after an audible sigh she agreed to give him a chunk of her meat. She ripped a piece with her powerful jaws and with her powerful claws she plucked the remainder of the meat from the bone. She would give the remaining meat from her platter to Dreadlin.

"Ah, thanks-a-million, mate." the lizardman politely thanked her as he began to immediately plop of piece of meat into his mouth, "I reckon I~"

Of course, he wouldn't be off the hook right there and then, or not without Glory simply telling him:

“You owe me a favor.”

She beaten him to the punch. Dreadlin paused for a moment before rapidly nodding his head with a nervous chuckle.

"Ah, y-yeh!" the lizardman nervously responded, "Tha's wut I was gonna say! Sure! I'll do anythin' ya wan' meh ta~"

Before he could finish, he hears the dreadful call of a spell about to be casted in the guild hall. Turning quickly he sees the resident dragon slayer, Muko, cast a powerful spell to disperse the brawl taking place. With a lightning fast explosion, he began to feel the whole room instantly turn from a pleasantly warm sunny day to a chilly cold evening. All the warmth that was left in the room was merely extinguished as snow began to fall from the ceiling. A big patch also attempted to rid the fighters from their conflict and head for cover.

With the room having turned awfully chilly, Dreadlin was the first to suffer from this as he began shivering. Being a cold-blooded reptilian humanoid, he like the other reptiles in the world relied on the sun to warm them up. When the warmth is suddenly extinguished from existence, they are never prepared to engage the cold that rattles through their bones. That god-damned Muko. He may have so-called pacified the brawl, it couldn't be said for the rest of the bystanders. Dreadlin growled angrily as he hammered his fist into the table, followed by a sharp sneeze, and roared at the Void Dragon Slayer.

"OI, YA DAMN BARNEY RUBBLIN' GIT!" he roars defiantly over his way, "HAVEN'T YA GOT THE SLIGHTEST NOTION OF RESPECTIN' OTHA PEEPLE'S SPACES?! WHERE ARE YA BLOODY MANNAS?!"

:: Dragon Heart ::

_{@Valor Glory}

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As pandemonium erupted from the guildhall, a large green creature, slightly battered and bruised, came silently walking from the main entrance. It was simply just regular business as usual here in the guild. Fights here were incredibly common and heavily disruptive to the entire atmosphere. Dreadlin wasn't much of a brawler, although he admits to participating in a handful back in the day, and would rather be fighting the wild monsters lurking deep within the nearby jungle. Speaking of that, the lizardman's somewhat tired and tarnished look came from one of the recent creatures he fought in that very jungle. A large wyvern had attacked him while he was observing the nature around him, and he had no other option but to combat him in his fiery monster form. The fight was fierce and quickly-paced, with the two having fallen into a lake, where the winged-beast quickly took flight and escaped with an inch of his life at stake. But it wasn't without sacrificing its tail to the blade-like protrusion of Dreadlin's own.

A shame he wasn't able to nab a Wyvern for his ever growing collection of transformable beasts. It would've definitely benefited him walking miles just to get there.

And boy was he starving.

He left the guild on an empty stomach, which for someone who burns so many calories in one fight alone is already a recipe for failure. However, the rich bear-stew he had last night really filled him up, so he didn't even feel hungry when he left. Dreadlin looks around one one side of the room for something to eat. He glances over the tables and taking a peak at what others are having. Most of the people had beer in their hands and only one person was actually eating something... a measly salad. Yuck. As a lizardman with sharp teeth, he needs something more substantial than simply greens. If anything, he wouldn't mind fruit, but he's on the prowl for something more. Maybe he can find some meat?

Dreadlin checks the other side of the room. At first he saw more-or-less the same thing until he smelled a welcoming scent. It was the unmistakable smell of smoking-hot cooked meat. His mouth was already beginning to water as he follows the scent to the corner of the room. But once he found the source of the smell, his face of eagerness turned into a face of utter fear. There, sitting alone eating a chunk of meat, was one hell of a woman named Glory. Oh boy, why did it lead him to her. He didn't hate Glory in anyway or capacity, far from it, but she's simply so... imposing! With her body replaced with metal than meat, she definitely gave off a cold vibe. He didn't want to disturb her from her lunch, but his rumbling stomach says otherwise.

Well, looks like he's going in.

Dreadlin approached Glory cautiously, trying not to disturb her with his presence as he walks up to her.

"Oi, 'scuse meh Glory-O-Mighty," he says hesitantly with a heavy slang in his voice, "Sorry ta be a botha, but uh, if I meh ask kindly, are ya gonna finish that big ole' chunk o' mutton ya got there? I didn' eat anythin' before I wen' out and I be wonderin' if ya mah kindly spare a lil' ole' piece for meh plese? Jus' a tiny piece, nuthin' too big, yeh?"

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@Lord Zee Only reason I mentioned him was because from when I posted that, he was last seen 7 hours ago. Ik its slim that he could come back, but I wanted to be sure - had a little bit of hope but idk.

:: Dragon Heart ::

@Hitman So may I add Saya in?