Cursed Waters- A Dragon RP

"Who are you?" The other dragon demanded. "Talk!"

Flint snarled. "I don't take orders from peasants." He spat. "Who are YOU to talk to me in such a fashion?" He stepped down from where he was standing and walked towards the other dragon.
"My name is Ocavo."

"Like I care?" Flint sneered.

"Maybe you should."

"Oh don't you try to get all mister tough guy on me. I could kill you with the snap of my finger. You'd better be careful." The black dragon growled.

"Let's see it." Said Ocavo, picking up his spear.

"You really don't know what you're up against, do you?" Flint chuckled as he drew his sword.

"I guess we'll find out." Said Ocavo, still surprisingly calm.

"All right, but your dead body asked for it, got that?" Flint threatened, snarling.

"I understand perfectly." The other dragon growled.

The two rushed at each other, clanging weapons, and the fight was on.
 
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"My name is Ocavo."

"Like I care?" Flint sneered.

"Maybe you should."

"Oh don't you try to get all mister tough guy on me. I could kill you with the snap of my finger. You'd better be careful." The black dragon growled.

"Let's see it." Said Ocavo, picking up his spear.

"You really don't know what you're up against, do you?" Flint chuckled as he drew his sword.

"Let's find out." Said Ocavo, still surprisingly calm.

"All right, but your dead body asked for it, got that?" Flint threatened, snarling.

"I understand perfectly." The other dragon growled.

The two rushed at each other, clanging weapons, and the fight was on.
HA I KNEW it was Avocado!! 😌
 
As if right on cue, the guard opened the cell door and tossed in some bones with some meat on them. "Lord Apollyon's finished eating. You'll get the rest of the leftovers too." he said, slamming the door behind him.
Apollyon was sitting on his throne, making plans and watching what other dragons were doing, especially Aerattl. The watchstones sat in their designated slots, two in each arm of the throne. The glowed with a strange, unnatural light in the thick darkness that permeated the room.
Kallitrax, Marsh and Enther trudged through the dark of night, avoiding the strange creatures of the planet Draconat and the camps of clone scouts, of which were fortunately far and few.
He snorted with annoyance as he saw his plans for Aerattl would have to be delayed for these stupid Solosis. He would deal with them shortly. Waiting on Aerattl might not be a bad thing though.
Zephyr walked into Storm’s main room, tossing her mane quickly. “Monarche Storm,” she said formally
(hadn’t realized it since Bucky’s post on Flint- but she really is stiff and formal 😂, though sometimes nice- like with Vixen and Storm. I think she likes associating with higher-ranked people like herself.)
“It’s been quite a few days, and the fog-breathing dragons are starting to get worn out. Should I go scout the other Tribes to see where we lay on account of the war? I want to see where Apollyon’s army is located. Maybe we could set up a messenger system to tell us when the army is approaching so we know when to put up the fog curtain?”
"Ah." He smiled that terrifying smile of his and chuckled when he saw this. "Very well. Very well INDEED. He made a mental note to call Azira up when he was finished.

He stopped for a moment. Then he roared with laughter.
"To think- to think that these rock-heads imagine that they could ever stop the inevitable!" He laughed again. It was a twisted, ugly laugh.

"AZIRA!" He called.
 
Apollyon was sitting on his throne, making plans and watching what other dragons were doing, especially Aerattl. The watchstones sat in their designated slots, two in each arm of the throne. The glowed with a strange, unnatural light in the thick darkness that permeated the room.

He snorted with annoyance as he saw his plans for Aerattl would have to be delayed for these stupid Solosis. He would deal with them shortly. Waiting on Aerattl might not be a bad thing though.

"Ah." He smiled that terrifying smile of his and chuckled when he saw this. "Very well. Very well INDEED. He made a mental note to call Azira up when he was finished.

He stopped for a moment. Then he roared with laughter.
"To think- to think that these rock-heads imagine that they could ever stop the inevitable!" He laughed again. It was a twisted, ugly laugh.

"AZIRA!" He called.
(Just reminding you, storm and other high ranking aerattle have presence stones that have the ability to block the abilities of the watchstones. Storm wears her's on her.)

*azira stopped what she was doing when she heard his thoughts*

Azira: yes sire? *she waited for his orders.*
 
(Just reminding you, storm and other high ranking aerattle have presence stones that have the ability to block the abilities of the watchstones. Storm wears her's on her.)

*azira stopped what she was doing when she heard his thoughts*

Azira: yes sire? *she waited for his orders.*
(Oh, right. But he could still faintly hear Zephyr.)
 

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