Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

[-Kiwi-]

Ivory sighed and extended her right wing, her eyes following the scorched, bubbling trails left by cruel flames. She was sitting out on a cliff overlooking the sea, trying to gather her thoughts. Her queen was injured, chaos was all around and Ivory didn't know what to do. And she had these hideous scars to look at. She sighed again and looked back at the Night Palace. She wanted to go home. She knew she couldn't, it was too dangerous, but she assumed that by now the fire had been put out and it would be *safer* to return.

The fire.

Ivory didn't remember much. Just chaos, screaming, and pain. So much pain. She had woken up here. The memories made her feel sick. How many had died? How many were dying. She knew about the IceWing animus, Leif. He had done this. He had ruined her life.

Ivory hissed quietly and curled her claws in. She wanted to do something. To stop all this killing. But how?

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

(Now to decide how to actually incorporate myself without ruining things )

(Not at all! Just jump in!)

 

[-Kiwi-]

(So I'm reading back now... should've been patient and done it before jumping in... so where is the whol evil monalogue fiasco thing with Lief, Brightscales, Blackflower Cyprus and them going on? Why the heck did I decide to do a tImE tO mYsElF session while dragons are dead and dying on the battlefield??? Ivory, get your head in the friggen game.)

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

"Brightscales. Have you seen her?" Paradise hoped for the best.

A hysterical, broken sob escaped. "She's dying, and I don't know what to- what to do." Cinta gasped, and gasped. It was like a horror story coming true. A nightmare. But she was a Queen. She couldn't be weak.

 

[-Kiwi-]

(I'm so very lost )

 

[Duckpip]

Name: Condor
Gender: Female
Age: 25 human years
Tribe: Sand/Sky
Physical appearance: mostly SandWing in appearance, but with a rosy back that’s fades into sandy white. She’s covered in pale sand colored splotches that are ringed with a darker brown. Her wings are covered in dusky red stripes. She has golden brown eyes. Her tail barb works, and her wings are slightly bigger than a SandWings.
Personality: generally a lighthearted, “we’ll build that bridge when we get there” kind of dragon. Anything that may concern her she brushes off and ignores. She can be selfish at times, due to her Scorpion Den upbringing. She has a serious side to her as well, though. She tends to stick to herself, not paying much attention to strangers.
Backstory: (Optional)

Condor grew up in the Scorpion Den, mostly on her own. As an adult she still chooses to be mostly a loner, acting as a thief. She’s an experienced fighter, and usually carries a dagger or two.

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(Not likely to actually use her she’s just here in case)

Name: Ivory
Gender: Female
Age: 23 human years
Tribe: RainWing
Physical appearance: albino, burn scars from a forest fire rippling down her right side and mutilating her wing membrane in the edges.
Personality: Tends to be more reserved, she can come off as passive aggressive when angry. Hard to detect sense of sarcasm. She has a great fear of fire, due to her accident.
Backstory: (Optional)


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(Your art is beautiful!)

 

[-Kiwi-]

(Your art is beautiful!)

(Thanks haha)

 

[Summer_]

A hysterical, broken sob escaped. "She's dying, and I don't know what to- what to do." Cinta gasped, and gasped. It was like a horror story coming true. A nightmare. But she was a Queen. She couldn't be weak.

Paradise stared in shock. He stepped out of the trees. "Can you take me to wherever she is? How did this happen?".

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

Paradise stared in shock. He stepped out of the trees. "Can you take me to wherever she is? How did this happen?".

"NO!" Cinta shrieked, grabbing the RainWing's shoulders desperately, "Don't go! He'll kill you, too! He'll kill us all." She sobbed all the harder, shaking uncontrollably. Some distant part of her scoffed as she trembled with fear, scoffed at what a ridiculous, emotional dragon she was. But all decency was long gone. Cinta was horrified, and unable to contain her panic. She had an entire tribe to rule. Queens didn't run away and hide. A selfish, defensive side of her objected: Leif would just use her to kill other dragons, like he had tried with the LeafWing. She was doing the right thing, and protecting the others. So many conflicting emotions. Cinta shuddered, pulling away from the RainWing, stammering apologies.

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

(I'm so very lost )

"NO!" Cinta shrieked, grabbing the RainWing's shoulders desperately, "Don't go! He'll kill you, too! He'll kill us all." She sobbed all the harder, shaking uncontrollably. Some distant part of her scoffed as she trembled with fear, scoffed at what a ridiculous, emotional dragon she was. But all decency was long gone. Cinta was horrified, and unable to contain her panic. She had an entire tribe to rule. Queens didn't run away and hide. A selfish, defensive side of her objected: Leif would just use her to kill other dragons, like he had tried with the LeafWing. She was doing the right thing, and protecting the others. So many conflicting emotions. Cinta shuddered, pulling away from the RainWing, stammering apologies.

(Kiwi (is that your nickname?? You have to have one, right? xD), Ivory could overhear us and investigate. It would be perfect, since Paradise (Summer) is getting dragged in and clueless too.)