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In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
The Twin-Headed Dragon



Time: Night before the summoning
Location: Malthemoor



The storm outside raged with the loud claps of thunder as strikes of lightning flashed and illuminated the darkened room of the stone castle the twins resided, casting their shadows on the wall. The air was thick and humid and the sound of the torrential downpour was a heavy percussion against the ceiling above them.

“Th-th-the light elves are planning to summon man-thing tomorrow morning, do not know the location I don’t. Very s-s-secretive they are.” The rat demi-human knelt on the floor before the two. The dark-haired woman watched the rat curiously as they spoke and soon was grinning darkly. She had been lounging on her throne with her legs dangling over the armrest. She suddenly spun around and stood, slowly walking towards the sniveling rat.

”Is that so? And you truly don’t know anymore?” She asked, a grim smile on her beautiful face as she gently caressed his cheek. The rat quickly shook his head and Amarantha remained silent for a moment as she studied him, then sighed. ”Well then I guess you’ve become useless, wouldn’t you agree brother?”

Basilian looked towards the two, “Yes, and you know what we do with loose ends.” His face was stone cold with a lack of emotion as he hid his disgust from the rat on his floor. “I will give you the pleasure, sister.” He stood up walking past them, “I will get the preparations started with the cast spheres.” Basilian faced one of the guards standing in the room and said, “Get the prisoners and bring them to the balcony.”

The rat began pleading for his life, pure terror in his eyes as Amarantha shushed him as she leaned in closer. ”Hush now, everything is going to be okay.” There was a gentleness to her voice now and it began calming the man as he became unsure of what was going to happen. Was she actually going to kill him or did they mean something else when they meant ‘tying up loose ends’? Amarantha’s lips met the man’s in a soft, comforting kiss. She felt him relax, but then suddenly stiffen as his eyes and ears began bleeding. Dark tendrils surrounded Amarantha and her prey as he began screaming in agony. Suddenly he went limp and she let him drop to the floor, dark tendrils seeming to flow out of his mouth for a moment before dissipating. Amarantha stood upright once more as she wiped some blood from her mouth before moving back to her brother’s side.

“I don’t understand why you would put your lips on such a disgusting beast.” Basilian stared at his sister before looking back towards the cast sphere in his hand. “This should be ready.” He stated before he heard the door open. Basilian looked towards the door and watched as four prisoners were dragged into the room and out to the balcony. “It looks like we can join our unwelcome guests,” He told his sister as he walked out onto the balcony, rage now starting to seep out in his face.
The pitter-patter of the rain greatly increased in volume as they made their way outside. The sky was a foreboding molten gray.

Out in the middle of the courtyard sat a large map of all of Avalia. Kneeling atop of said map were four figures encompassing each of the large races of the land. On the far left of the group sat Prince Khurdral Mountainspine, heir to the throne of Ironhold and the Dwarves. Beside him was Prince Echo Millinia, youngest son of the Fairy King. Next in line was the general of the Light Elves, Talindra Joxalim. Last was the Demi-Human heir, Prince Itsuki Yoshikawa. All had their hands bound behind their backs and mouths gagged. They were swiftly becoming soaked from the rain and behind each of them stood a Dark Elf Dragon Knight.

Basilian activated the casting sphere, which opened up broadcasting to all of Availa. “Welcome Avalians to our show. We know you plan to bring the humans and thought we would make our move first. If you look over here, we have some of your fellow pinces and this Light Elf general. “ He said, waving his arm towards them and showing the world their faces. ”This is a declaration of war, We will take what is rightfully ours and plunge your pathetic races into despair just as you did to us thousand years ago. Our race has kept quiet for years building and growing this great nation of Malthemoor. I will make you watch as we murder your people just as you made us watch the murder of ours.” Basilians looked at the knights and with one swift movement of his hand the knights slit the throats of the prisoners letting the blood drain from their necks in view of everyone watching the broadcast.

”Remember this, people of Avalia, all of this could have been avoided. If you hadn't exiled us into the coldest places of Avalia, treated us as a lesser race, then there could have been peace. Now you have forced our hand and we will become the monsters you have believed us to be. The rivers and streets shall run red with the blood of your children.” As Amarantha finished speaking her words, she conjured the form of a twin-headed dragon with her dark magic. It appeared to emerge from her and her brother before lifting into the air, flying around for a moment before she signaled for the spheres to be shut off. War had come to Avalia once more.
In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay








It had been awhile since Sira had stepped foot in Calimport, but no matter how much time had passed she would always remember her home. While for some it should have been comforting, the familiar sights, sounds, and smells of their home, for Sira it just brought back unpleasant memories. She could still see her mother on her deathbed, wearing the face of her familiar human form all the way up until she drew her last breath. She’d watched as the woman's hair, skin, and eyes went completely colorless. She sat there staring at her mother for a long time until she grew hungry and knew she needed to leave. There had been nothing else she could do for her mother at that time and, although she was young, she knew she had to go on. Tears had definitely been shed as she knew she was alone in the world now and she’d likely never meet someone else that would truly understand her, understand what it meant to be a changeling.

Many things had changed since that day, but every event is what led her to grow stronger. Led her to become the woman she was today and that was a woman she felt like she was proud of. Was she proud of her? She’d made lots of mistakes and life wasn’t easy, but now she was the captain of a wonderful and loyal crew. That was worth something, right? These were often questions that plagued her as she wanted to be someone that would have made her mother proud. She wanted to be someone that made herself proud. Perhaps she’d feel better about herself once she accomplished her real goal.

Now Sira stood inside the reception hall of the estate of Jakeem Kalil. Silently she scanned the room, noting every exit, every guard, every person in that room. She wasn’t fond of being in a closed room with people she didn’t know and no easy way to escape, but she swallowed her discomfort as she watched the Dragonborn and the woman introduce themselves to Jakeem. Her gaze lingered on Samira for a bit longer as she felt she knew the woman, but couldn’t quite place her. She seemed to be native to Calimsha as she seemed to know how to properly greet a pasha, not to mention how the woman arrived at the estate. It was driving Sira a little mad that she couldn’t quite figure out where she knew the woman from, but she decided she’d think on it later as there were more important things right now. She turned her attention back to Jakeem as she decided it was now her turn to introduce herself.

She stepped forward with a confident swagger, but then dipped low and dropped her gaze to the floor as well. ”Peace be upon you, great Pasha. I am Sira Hezrihd, your humble servant ready to serve you however you need.” She kept bowing deeply as she spoke, but as she finished she briefly glanced sideways at Samira. She was trying to get a better look at the woman’s face, but was also giving her a small smirk as if to say “You’re not the only one who’s willing to use flattery here.”
In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Posting for my fellow GMs to look at in the morning.



In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Skreeeeeeeee! Yes I am here for this.
In Reversed 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


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