Shadow Dragon

Lycan romance/open ideas. Looking for male characters.

Sounds cool!

State Of Paranoia

She looks over at the tall man, and grins, flicking a needle into the crook of his arm, making it go limp and drop his sword. "Looks like you lost your weapon." She spins several more needles between her fingers, and chuckles. "Fools. You really think anyone could catch a true witch?" She laughs, a cruel, heartless sound. She then flicks more needles, until he's completely immobilized. "Awww, how sweet. Two siblings, trying to protect each other."

Dragon's Awakening

He shakes his head, his head hurting form the blow to the skull, but he back wings, and avoids the uppercut. He then flies up higher, and holds out his hands, letting the snakes coil around his body before burning them away, his body bleeding form several bites. He then flies higher spinning in mid air, making a tornado of flames. The blaze is so strong and so hot, it begins melting everything around him, the pavement turning back into tar. He begins drawing weapons and monsters out of the fire, and they rush forward to attack the group. He stares at Shaula, and chuckles, shooting a laser of fire into her backpack, liquefying her 'emitters'.

State Of Paranoia

She chuckles, watching the witch doctors drag the body off, making note of where they put it. She waits patiently for them to leave, then makes her way down to the place where they stashed the body, and gestures to it. The still warm body stirs, eyes glazed over in death. She turns around, throwing needles in her hands. "I know you're there. Come out."

Dark Dagger

Vuthaternock draws his flaming blade, it's jagged, foreign design making it look like the whole blade is made of some ethereal energy. He roars a battle cry, and attacks the remaining undead, spinning his blade with a well practiced ease. Any undead he hits explodes into tiny, burning bone fragments, but he fights on the defense. Strong as his scale might be, a slice by one of those rusty blades would be terribly painful.

The Rise of WillowClan

I am

Magic RP (Open to new players)

He smiles. "I know. I'll try not to." He drums his fingers on the table, thinking for a moment. "Drow males would try to court the females, who were typically spellcasters, by preforming feats of daring, or bravery. The risker the better, from attacking a rival, to trying to steal from a basilisk hoard. The more impressive the feat, the more favorably they were looked on in the community." He smiles. "Besides, the females were in charge. The males had to either be mates with one in power, or be spellcasters themselves." He chuckles. "But the chances of a male being a spellcaster are about one in ten thousand."

Magic RP (Open to new players)

He nods. "I know. Considering that I haven't had to eat in....around five or six centuries, I'll likely be anorexic. I'm still learning to breathe again. Thank you again, I doubt I'll ever be able to repay you for this gift." He smiles. "Really? Even though I'm a different race?" He rubs his head. "I need to learn to court again, it's been so long...."

Myriad Reality

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Then by all means.

@Etcetera

Graveny, huh. Welp, They have moments to live.

*He slashes his scythe through the air, and reality tears along the blade of his weapon*

Myriad Reality

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I wouldn't reject the proposal if it applies to Graveny.

@Etcetera

Then I'm the perfect candidate for the job.