He gently taps her wing with his tail, and starts spiraling down.
Shadow Dragon
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STATUS: The guild has gained nearly 2000 new members in 7 months, and only 26 are online 5 days ago
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The guild has gained nearly 2000 new members in 7 months, and only 26 are online
3 mos ago
Hum.....conquest or destruction, that is the question.... #British Empire
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Lost power for two days. Joy. How's everyone doing?
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Yesterday was history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift. That why it's called the present.
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93,000 members, and only 35 are online
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I'm a 25 year old RPer trying to get back into this site lol. Here's a link to my interest checks if you want to know more. If you want to talk to me on discord, msg Shadow_Dragon#0908, though I may take a while to reply. Wer sulta qeelakvi zhincitic
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He smiles, gently soaring with her to the distant castle.
He hugs her softly, resting his head on her shoulder.
He looks down at the floor.
He flies next to her, and just spreads his wings, letting the heat carry him. "Long, slow flaps love."
He gently places his staff on the bed next to her, and his shoulders slump. "Am I doing something wrong?"
It chuffs loudly, and begins flying off to the castle. Follow me.
Dharichar spreads his wings, and flaps them to get airborne, letting the warm currents carry him upward.
Dharichar spreads his wings, and flaps them to get airborne, letting the warm currents carry him upward.
Haboorith bows deeply to Eragon and Saphira. "Elda finiarel, I hórna your hugin." He slowly backs out, submissive to the famous Kingslayer. He takes Astarot with him, finding a cold, dark room to meditate in. He lets out a deep breath, trying to stay calm and collected, then settles down, cross legged, with Astarot nestled comfortably in his lap.
Ok Thanks!
Haboorith listens sadly to the history, and shudders at the tale of the death of the wrenched king. Astarot gently crawls over to the other dragons, and whimpers. How...how old are you all? He looks around at them, his tail whipping nervously, and he shudders slightly, helping Haboorith with his nerves, gently reassuring him.
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