~The Forests of Avalon, A Dragon Roleplay~

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"Forget how rough Caronia is?" She snapped. "Well, maybe it hasn't crossed your mind yet, but I live there. I know. You however are going to be in for a nasty surprise when they find out what you've done. Go to he**, I'm not bathing for you."
 
"Yes you forget i live there too." he came out of the room, he had donned metal black armor that covered every inch of his body, "And who my dear would care about the SERVANT?" He looked her strait in the eyes, "Bathing would be a good option, because otherwise, this armour will get quite uncomfterble, so would you rather sit down and do nothing, or would you rather help me hunt, because i am going after quite a large prize today" he glared at her, "You woulden't want to miss that now would you?" he turned around and reentered the back room of the den.
 
"Maybe the ones who have to do everything themselves without me?" She shouted, thinking of Lilith especially who would nearly take her head off when she was late. Lilith would look for her, for the servant more then her in person, but the end result was the same. She sat down and refused to move. "Go do it yourself."
 
Tap Tap Tap Tap "Alright then, sit here and do nothing, this will be your only chance to go out for several days, i see a terrible storm coming up, a pity if you became too uncooperitive," he had donned black metal claw coverings, and a helmet that covered his entire head. "on second thought.." he turned around and looked at christina, he walked over to her and chained her back leg with a chain links large enough for a small dragon to walk through, "It will reach the water if you change your mind." he them walked out of the cave and closed it with the stone, he took off into the morning air, he knew where his target was, yes this dragon will be a prize indeed.
 
Silvanus smelled blood.

He wasn't sure from where the scent drifted, but he knew who it came from; the little meat-bringing sprite.
He had been resting, thinking about what to do with Bianka and what was happening with Caronia on the whole. His nostrils twitched with the scent and his eyes flashed opened. It wasn't a drip, a drip would have hardly registered to his nose, especially in his sleep. This was more, he was thinking more along the lines of a puddle... Or a pool.

To get up, or not to get up? It would be humorous to see sprite having done herself in while on the hunt, poor little creature didn't belong here as it was. But she certainly didn't need another dragon to aid in her demise, that wouldn't be fair. Not fair at all. Perhaps he should see.
 
Gerbs!

Christina sank down miserably onto the floor, tears welling in her blue eyes and running down her cheeks. She was exhausted, her muscles sore and cramped, her wrists rubbed raw and bloody and a constant, stinging pain across her entire body where her scales had been removed. Who was this dragon? Why did he want her to help him? She wasn't a warrior, she could hardly hunt anything her size and never anything larger. Worst of all, she was terrified. Her big talk was all a sham, she he knew that. For all she knew, nobody would notice her disappearance and she'd waste away until death in this damp little cave.
 
(Timeskip 5 hours)

He re entered the cave dragging a dead figure, and another one on top of the dead figure, he dragged it into the back room and started taking off his armor of which had a large gash in it. he glanced at the dragoness, but then he returned to taking off his armor.
 
BOOM and then there was icecream. :cool: (I needed a catch phrase)

Whichever the case, it was worth investigating if only to calm his curiosity.
He slunk off his stoney perch like a sun-swollen lizard, tongue flickering, shining sapphire.
The location wouldn't elude him long.
 
*Taps watch* I don't have long, I will be back later this afternoon though. :l


The smell was strong, belonging to the little sprite without a doubt... But there was another scent just as, if not more powerful, than hers... Another dragons, a male, large. He smelled the blood of others in the area as well. He began to doubt sprite's fate was the result of an enraged deer, and starting thinking about the latter.... This could get interesting.

His desire to learn more of the situation drew him like a hound, he was rather determined to find out what, or who had taken the Sprite. Whether she was alive or dead, was second, although with the blood he scented on the air.... Things weren't looking like daisies.
 
(Sorry, I had to go to class
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She opened one eye as Artemis entered the cave, and watched him haul in the deseased characters. Her heart beat quickened slightly, was that what he was planning to do with her too? She struggled to her feet, wincing as the chain around her ankle tightened painfully. She felt so weak and tired from the excessive bloodloss, it took a considerable amount of effort to stand and she still felt shaky. A large, thinly spread pool of blood had collected around her feet, making her feel sick and nausous. Fortunantly she had eaten only shortly before her kidnapping, unfortunantly she had vomited that meal on Artemis the previous night and was already feeling hungry.


 
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