Redthorn Anvil

Damsel in Distress?

Also, sorry for not posting yet, I'm having to help out with chores.

Damsel in Distress?

Vore? Eh, not my thing XD

Exodus

"I see. And what about territorial laws?" Sephiroth asked. He was mildly surprised--this was going along more easily than he had expected at first. He noted the sleeping guard in the chair some distance away with a small modicum of amusement.

Damsel in Distress?

Karth was amused by the human's failing attempts to escape his grasp. "Do you know, human, that even if you were to wiggle out from between my claws, you would have nowhere to go, except to fall to your death anyway." He told her diplomatically. However, he wasn't sure that she was paying attention, since she was screaming so loudly. Silly humans; they couldn't even accept their fates with dignity. Ah well.

He flew in lazy circles around the mountain, catching the updrafts in his wings to reach his beautiful cavern where he stored his marvelous treasure-horde. The only way in or out of the cave was a hollow in the rock face where the floor of the cave jutted out to form a ledge. So the only way to reach it was by flying.

Karth alighted upon this ledge and folded up his wings as he set the girl down, confident that a frail creature like herself would have no chance of escape. Then he plodded along deeper into the cavern to check on his treasure. For he was a jealous dragon, and he would be angered furiously if even one piece was missing.

Damsel in Distress?

It is perfectly fine. At least we got it squared away, right?

Damsel in Distress?

Even right after I edited it. Perhaps you would like to read my first edit before I change it again, in case you change your mind about that?

Damsel in Distress?

Oh? My apologies. I have this habit of trying not to be too controlling in other people's roleplays. I will edit that shortly.

Damsel in Distress?

Now Karth here was a dragon. He had a special love for treasure of all sorts, as all dragons do, and he took pride in all of the treasures he'd come to possess. But like all dragons, he too had to pull himself away from his mountain cave and all its glory to hunt for food. Oh, any living creature would do, of course, but nothing tasted ever so fine as a human. And so it was that found Karth, all asparkle with his glittering scales like stained glass of the deepest blue, stalking the forests below his mountain home in search of a proper meal, for he had not had a good meal in days. Of course, dragons did not need to eat very often, as they spent most of their time sleeping upon the piles of their treasures, hibernating until they needed to eat, or to defend their horde.

It did not take long for the dragon to sniff out the scent of a human, and began to stalk his quarry. The human was a young female; the tastiest kind, in his own very not humble opinion. For it was well known that dragons thought very highly of themselves. They also liked riddles. A dragon could spend years debating riddles with other dragons. Despite a dragon's ego, however, they were by no means stupid. They were clever, deceitful, and had tongues of the purest silver. They could beguile anyone into trusting them, only to snatch them away for a crispy dinner.

But Karth was not very interested in exchanging deceptive words with this human. And so he gave his dinner no warning. Pouncing forward from his hiding place, Karth snatched up the young female in his well-kept talons and flew off with her, back towards his cliffside cavern, really quite pleased with himself for managing to catch her unawares, since dragons were certainly not small creatures, and nor were they easily camouflaged.

Exodus

"A fact that I must say I do not at all understand. Intimidation is a perfectly viable and effective way to obtain truth. But I suppose that is just part of the reason that makes us so different. Now is the part where we start bartering, your highness." He said. It was clear that the girl had little to no experience in the subtle art of diplomacy. "Name your terms."

The Dragons of Tyrell

The Anvil was aware of a disturbance on the Mountain, but the Anvil knew not what it was, for the Anvil did not have eyes to see with. But the Anvil knew that it was not far away. Perhaps the Anvil could somehow get to the odd occurance which confused it.

The Mountain which was its parent spoke to the Anvil, and it told the Anvil that the Anvil could indeed go there, if it willed to.

So the Anvil willed, and the Anvil was surprised to discover that it had disappeared from its place in the shrine to keep it from collecting dust, and the Anvil appeared inside the cave with two living creatures. Angel-Dragons. The Anvil sat in a dark shadow of the cave, silently observing the strange creatures which it had never before seen.