(new players welcome to join) The Lies of Sayark's Past •~○~●~○~• Fantasy RP

[Wintent]

((I hate it when it does that, my phone always tries to make duplicates.))

(Yeah.)

 

[Ariel91]

"All I know he was off in the forest," Sterling said simply he knew he'd be able to find the dragon if needed but he didn't know who she was and what her antintions where.

Tollia spun on her heels without another word, racing down the street and disappearing around a corner. Gar nodded, offering his hand to Florence and then Sterling. "Thank you for your help, we both appreciate it greatly. You have to forgive her, she... she hasn't lead the easiest life." Gar bit his lip, unsure of why he was saying so much, perhaps it was some strange power of Dragons to draw out secrets. "She was abandoned by her mother when she was a week old, left on the doorsteps of the church. I found her, alone. She looked like an elf child, except..." He glanced over his shoulder, making sure none could hear him. "She had a tail, or at least she seemed to have one. The women of the church bundled her up so quickly that I could not be certain. When I said something about it later I was told that it was because she was a Wildling. I am not sure if they were speaking the truth or not, I have never seen a pure blood Wildling, only Mongrels like myself and apparently you as well." He nodded to Florence. "She has these flashes, of another life, another time. And in them she sees that golden dragon. She hates her past, hates what it has made her, has done to her, but at the same time she wants to learn more. Surely you can understand why she acts so strangely, she carries a lot of weight on her shoulders. I only hope that we can find him, that we can finally put her mind at rest. She deserves to know who she is." He paused, meeting Sterling's eyes, pleading with him to understand. "What she is." He started to turn, already wishing that he had not said so much to a creature he had just met.

 

[Dragapacacorn]

((https://www.backyardchickens.com/a/the-lies-of-sayarks-past-character-page Character and race(s) descriptions added, check em out if you like. Start wherever and whenever your character feels like, lol))

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[Ariel91]

(Ok :3)

((Couldn't sleep so I'm back into fantasy world, lol.))

 

[Ariel91]

Want to Roleplay?

((Sure.

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[Dusty61]

Kaydar thought for a moment, the mare silent in his arms, the wind billowing beneath his massive wings. With a slight tilt of his wings he was shooting toward the canopy below, closing his wings tight to his side as he parted the branches. He snapped his wings open once more before colliding with the ground, landing neatly on his hind legs. He felt the Younlings sliding off of his back and he positioned his tail so that they slipped down it and landed at his powerful feet. He set the horse down beside them, shifting back to his biped form. He searched the satchel behind the horse's saddle and pulled out a set of clothing that would hide his wings and claws. There was nothing to hide his torn ears, but his long white hair made the strangeness of them hard to detect. He donned the cloak with a flourish, looking to the Younglings. "I know the place well, or I did once. It isn't the palace I seek, but someone there may know of it's whereabouts." He swung up onto his saddle, guiding the mare back onto the path at a quick pace.

Keeper grabbed Gardenia's wrist and swung her up onto his back. He took off swiftly, following the mare, knowing that if he lost sight of her they may never find them again. It was a good thing that he was light on his feet and as swift as the wind, because the mare was very sure footed. Keeper spoke softly to Gardenia. "We must not lose our Sire, even though we are but children in his eyes my feeling is that we will play a great part in his journey."

 

[Dusty61]

As Skylur stirred the fire that cracked and popped in the damp evening air he called to his men. "Our purse has become light, no thanks to that wretched knight. We need to travel to Puralay, now, in this growing darkness we may come across another little firefly. Saddle your horses, we are off to Puralay."

 

[Ariel91]

Keeper grabbed Gardenia's wrist and swung her up onto his back. He took off swiftly, following the mare, knowing that if he lost sight of her they may never find them again. It was a good thing that he was light on his feet and as swift as the wind, because the mare was very sure footed. Keeper spoke softly to Gardenia. "We must not lose our Sire, even though we are but children in his eyes my feeling is that we will play a great part in his journey."

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Kaydar's mare leapt onto the forest path, leaves and dirt flying into the air behind her. He could hear the Centaur behind him only because all Dragon's had a keen sense of hearing. The creature was more agile than a Centaur should have been, smarter. The Pixie was just as strange, with her spots that now glowed like lamplight in the gathering darkness. Or perhaps it was he who was the strange one, perhaps the word had merely changed whil he was away. Nothing was as it had been, his thoughts darkened and he trembled. Without her nothing would ever be the same.

 

[Silver Bantam]

((Couldn't sleep so I'm back into fantasy world, lol.))

(All right Can't be bothered doing another post, if anyone wants to RP with Rose (human), I'll just find where I last was with her)

 

[Ariel91]

Keeper grabbed Gardenia's wrist and swung her up onto his back. He took off swiftly, following the mare, knowing that if he lost sight of her they may never find them again. It was a good thing that he was light on his feet and as swift as the wind, because the mare was very sure footed. Keeper spoke softly to Gardenia. "We must not lose our Sire, even though we are but children in his eyes my feeling is that we will play a great part in his journey."

((Welcome back.))

Kaydar's mare leapt onto the forest path, leaves and dirt flying into the air behind her. He could hear the Centaur behind him only because all Dragon's had a keen sense of hearing. The creature was more agile than a Centaur should have been, smarter. The Pixie was just as strange, with her spots that now glowed like lamplight in the gathering darkness. Or perhaps it was he who was the strange one, perhaps the word had merely changed whil he was away. Nothing was as it had been, his thoughts darkened and he trembled. Without her nothing would ever be the same.

(All right

Can't be bothered doing another post, if anyone wants to RP with Rose (human), I'll just find where I last was with her)

((Should we stumble upon Rose, Dusty? That is if you want to join the "party", Silver Bantam.

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