~The Forests of Avalon, A Dragon Roleplay~

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Ooh... that was epic Gerbs... dun dun dun lol


If you meant epically filled with missing words, I agree. lol
I seriously gotta read things through before posting from now on.

Anyways... MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Something needs to start somewhere.




I need to start somewhere, he thought, somewhere, indeed...
Pebbles skittered down the cliff side as he progressed upwards, towards the peak.
The atmosphere was growing steadily more desolate, the cold wind nagging at his wings and the surrounding rock turning jagged.
He cocked his head from time to time to stare into the endless sea of grey. Such depression it brought with it, this mountain would never host life. When he... They had Avalon, this is where the survivors would go. Right here, where he stood. They would get to sit their remaining lives out with the lichens and the stone. He smirked, he knew the torment was more of his own, but still.

Plotting fates of those whom he had not even met yet was getting him nowhere and he returned to his climb. The inner part of Caronia couldn't be far, from what he remembered of his first day. Within it he believed he might find some of his answers, and a start.
 
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Voodoo discovered the battered dragonness outside on her way out to gather.
She thought at first she was dead, almost dismissing her and proceeding on her way. But, what could a test kick hurt?
Just as she neared the body, and readied a foot, it took a shallow breath. Voo jumped in shock, how?!
After a quick jog to her den, she returned with a claw full of herbs and a large animal hide rolled up on her back.
She had no idea where to begin, the poor thing was plucked clean, "Can you hear me?"

At first Christina made no movement besides the shallow, hardly noticable moving of her chest as she breathed. She lay sprawled on the floor of her own den, halfway from where Silv had left her to the thin bed of moss she slept on, having not made it all the way before losing conciousness. Her body was covered in shallow wounds that were festering with a horrible infection, and the deeper wounds where the acid had penetrated were even worse. Without her scales, her body had no way of defending off bacteria and illness, and upon further inspection it could be found that she was running a very high fever on top of everything else.

A few moments after Voodoo spoke, Christina jerked upwards, limps flailing. The whites of her eyes shone wild and desperate in the dim light of the cave and an eerie wail escaped from the back of her throat. "Nooo, noo, don't let them kill me!" She looked at Voodoo, but did not seem to recognise her. "Silv," she said instead. "Silv go find him before he gets here!"
 
At first Christina made no movement besides the shallow, hardly noticable moving of her chest as she breathed. She lay sprawled on the floor of her own den, halfway from where Silv had left her to the thin bed of moss she slept on, having not made it all the way before losing conciousness. Her body was covered in shallow wounds that were festering with a horrible infection, and the deeper wounds where the acid had penetrated were even worse. Without her scales, her body had no way of defending off bacteria and illness, and upon further inspection it could be found that she was running a very high fever on top of everything else.

A few moments after Voodoo spoke, Christina jerked upwards, limps flailing. The whites of her eyes shone wild and desperate in the dim light of the cave and an eerie wail escaped from the back of her throat. "Nooo, noo, don't let them kill me!" She looked at Voodoo, but did not seem to recognise her. "Silv," she said instead. "Silv go find him before he gets here!"



"Shh,shh" Voodoo crooned, using what strength she had to pin Christina down, "My name is Voodoo. There is no one here but us, you're safe."
While she was slightly repulsed by the dragoness's current state, she couldn't let the poor thing suffer.
"If you can calm down for just a second I can give you something to ease the pain."
 
Christina stopped moving but her muscles remained taunt. She looked at Voodoo again, but still didn't seem to realize who she was. However, this time she seemed to think it was someone else still. She cringed away from Voodoo like she expected the healer to strike her and rocked back and forth on her haunches. "What do you want..." Her voice quivered and her eyes kept flicking back and forth between Voodoo and the den exit. "I already told you, I don't have anything."
 
Christina stopped moving but her muscles remained taunt. She looked at Voodoo again, but still didn't seem to realize who she was. However, this time she seemed to think it was someone else still. She cringed away from Voodoo like she expected the healer to strike her and rocked back and forth on her haunches. "What do you want..." Her voice quivered and her eyes kept flicking back and forth between Voodoo and the den exit. "I already told you, I don't have anything."


Voo frowned uncertainly, unsure how to proceed.
Giving the dragoness a sedative would work, but in the state she was in, she might not wake up.
"I don't want anything, I am here to help you, see?" Voo replied gently, putting her hands back on the ground, "Are you thirsty? I can give something to drink that will help you calm down."
 
zar'roc stumbled out of the woods near voodoo, still bleeding badly.
niernen had continued to walk to pelendava and was almost there by now.

(Not quite woodsy where Voo is, but she/he can meander out of nearby rocks or something. lol)

It took Voo several moments to notice the other dragon. She did not recognize it.
There was visible blood on it though, defiantly wounded in some way. Great.
 
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