Cursed Waters- A Dragon RP

"I see." His deep voice rumbled ominously.

"But how strange a "protection". Destroying your own homes and murdering your own brethren (granted, some by accident). Turning on your own tribe and bringing ruin to this city. Do you DARE to propose that it is I that did this? I think not." He growled challengingly.
Accel: the only ones we attacked are you soldiers. *he pointed out.* it is you who started this invasion after all.
 
"I see." His deep voice rumbled ominously.

"But how strange a "protection". Destroying your own homes and murdering your own brethren (granted, some by accident). Turning on your own tribe and bringing ruin to this city. Do you DARE to propose that it is I that did this? I think not." He growled challengingly.
Current sat silent, she was having second thoughts. She had no army, no protection other than her two Solosis guards right now, and no motivation other than helping Basalt. Her eye, which had been locked on Apollyon, dropped.
 
Moss followed the hallway for a minute. It was going up. Soon he entered a good-sized room. The odor he smelled before became more pungent, hitting him like a wave. He looked around and then his memory snapped into place (unlike a few of his bones at the moment). It was the cave. The room. The tunnel. The shaft. The Great Abyss. The centipede. THE CENTIPEDE!! The young imago nearly screamed with terror. So that was what that smell was. He needed to leave. Now.
He limped through the room as fast as he could go, smashing open the blocked entrance in a fear-driven burst of power, and rolled out into the bright sunlight, groaning softly. His eyes were blinded by so much light! He needed to wait to get acclimated before moving on.
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Basalt turned all the way around towards the door. He had an odd, shifting sense in his gut that was telling him that something was wrong with his son. Basalt groaned and rolled back down on the floor, shifting his chained arms under him. He closed his eyes and concentrated. He wouldn’t be able to help his son much, but he could at least send a sign that he was okay, more or less an sos. He sensed the general location of Moss, and slowly grew a branch up from the ground.
Now, hopefully Moss would see it. Because he didn’t have much strength to grow another branch or root.
 
Onyx sat in the lab, looking at the talonprint on her arm. “He began flying towards Solosis.” She told the doctor. “Strange, but he was probably in a panic. He has about a 20 minute head start, and if he hasn’t hidden them the guards can catch up to him. You can instruct them to pursue him. He’s a valuable asset.” She told Merin.
Onyx’s arm was feeling better. Dr. Merin had put ointment and a wrap on it. He put stuff on her face too, but she refused to let it be wrapped.. again. She began instructing some guards to form a search party to fly towards Solosis to find the fire-scaled dragon. “Do I have to go myself?” She roared at them. “Hurry up, he's getting away as I speak! Master Apollyon will be very angry..” That was enough to scare the guards into hurrying out of the mountain, and a search party of 10, spears equipped, flew towards Solosis.
“I’ve never met Monarche Vixen..” Westar said slowly. “Will she help get rid of him?”
“If they belong to the same tribe, didn't he already take over her place? What did you say it was called? The Tallcanyon House?” Westar was clearly worried as he followed Chief Blaze back towards the refuge camp in the forest.
Current sat silent, she was having second thoughts. She had no army, no protection other than her two Solosis guards right now, and no motivation other than helping Basalt. Her eyes, which had been locked on Apollyon, dropped.
If Apollyon was already taking over Draconat- who could stop him? Current was having more and more doubts as she thought about the reason for the red dragon’s intentions.
Able to create portals, able to blast everyone near him ten feet away with only a spear, able to clone dragons and cure cursed waters.. could anything stop Apollyon’s ambition? Was it even worth trying? Fighting him only created war and pain, and he only wanted a united world…
right?
Current slowly stepped up to where the large red Enfernae was standing. “Aquation…” She struggled to say the words. “Surrenders. Just- no more fighting.” Her eyes stayed down, her face intensely troubled.

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Basalt turned all the way around towards the door. He had an odd, shifting sense in his gut that was telling him that something was wrong with his son. Basalt groaned and rolled back down on the floor, shifting his chained arms under him. He closed his eyes and concentrated. He wouldn’t be able to help his son much, but he could at least send a sign that he was okay, more or less an sos. He sensed the general location of Moss, and slowly grew a branch up from the ground.
Now, hopefully Moss would see it. Because he didn’t have much strength to grow another branch or root.
Basalt startled so hard that his whole weight nearly jumped off the ground. ACE!! Where was he? What had happen? Was he okay? He was just a little wyrm! The Solosis Monarche grabbed his horns, shaking his head back and forth. “No, no, no, no, no..” He muttered, his eyes wild. How could he reach him? How would he find him? His powers wouldn’t connect him with another Tribe’s, especially since they weren’t blood related. “Hey. Hey!” He shouted at the guards, frantically trying to get their attention.

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@the_peanut_coop Whisp
Tide gathered the few things that she had, including two of the glass talonprints that had mysteriously appeared on the beach. Her, Starshine, and her ‘brother’ Whisp were going to Mnt. Ascension to stay safe from the rouge attacking Enfernae. Tide had taken to calling Starshine ‘mom’ now. It’s suited Star better now that she seemed more like her parental figure. “Did we already get all the medicines, mom?” She called across the clinic. “Or are there any more you need me to grab?”
 
If Apollyon was already taking over Draconat- who could stop him? Current was having more and more doubts as she thought about the reason for the red dragon’s intentions.
Able to create portals, able to blast everyone near him ten feet away with only a spear, able to clone dragons and cure cursed waters.. could anything stop Apollyon’s ambition? Was it even worth trying? Fighting him only created war and pain, and he only wanted a united world…
right?
Current slowly stepped up to where the large red Enfernae was standing. “Aquation…” She struggled to say the words. “Surrenders. Just- no more fighting.” Her eyes stayed down, her face intensely troubled.
"So be it." Apollyon said, ever so slightly softer. "Go home in peace. Do you wish these to escort you?" He asked, motioning to the small band of Solosis.
 
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Basalt turned all the way around towards the door. He had an odd, shifting sense in his gut that was telling him that something was wrong with his son. Basalt groaned and rolled back down on the floor, shifting his chained arms under him. He closed his eyes and concentrated. He wouldn’t be able to help his son much, but he could at least send a sign that he was okay, more or less an sos. He sensed the general location of Moss, and slowly grew a branch up from the ground.
Now, hopefully Moss would see it. Because he didn’t have much strength to grow another branch or root.
Moss saw the sapling spring up. He felt it too. In surprise, he examined it closely. It was father's! Father needed help. He must answer. The young Imago wrapped his talons around it and sent a vibrating pulse straight back to Basalt through the root system.
 
"So be it." Apollyon said, ever so slightly softer. "Go home in peace. Do you wish these to escort you?" He asked, motioning to the small band of Solosis.
Current was surprised that Apollyon was just letting her go.. he really did just want peace? She shook her head at his proposal. “I can escort myself.” She told him.
Moss saw the sapling spring up. He felt it too. In surprise, he examined it closely. It was father's! Father needed help. He must answer. The young Imago wrapped his talons around it and sent a vibrating pulse straight back to Basalt through the root system.
Even though panicking, Basalt felt the vibrations. He sent some back, neutral and calm, so that Moss wouldn’t come looking for him. It was too dangerous.
Again, he called out to the guards, hoping they were still stationed outside the cell.
 
Current was surprised that Apollyon was just letting her go.. he really did just want peace? She shook her head at his proposal. “I can escort myself.” She told him.

Even though panicking, Basalt felt the vibrations. He sent some back, neutral and calm, so that Moss wouldn’t come looking for him. It was too dangerous.
Again, he called out to the guards, hoping they were still stationed outside the cell.
Moss saw the sapling spring up. He felt it too. In surprise, he examined it closely. It was father's! Father needed help. He must answer. The young Imago wrapped his talons around it and sent a vibrating pulse straight back to Basalt through the root system.
Will respond after a swim in the pool)
 
Even though panicking, Basalt felt the vibrations. He sent some back, neutral and calm, so that Moss wouldn’t come looking for him. It was too dangerous.
Again, he called out to the guards, hoping they were still stationed outside the cell.
Moss sighed with relief at the calming message sent a faint one in return. Then he left, limping southeast.

Two of the guards stationed nearby marched over to the cell. "What's the trouble here?" One of them demanded.
 
Moss sighed with relief at the calming message sent a faint one in return. Then he left, limping southeast.

Two of the guards stationed nearby marched over to the cell. "What's the trouble here?" One of them demanded.
Basalt could feel that Moss was hurt, and inwardly winced in sympathy. “I need you to make sure that my Aquation wyrm is safe.” He said, turning his desperate attention on the guards. “Please, I’ll do anything in return.”
 

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