Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

[Bakbuk]

“Ha!” Condor barked out a laugh. “I couldn’t make a rhyme to save my life. Maybe cheesy poetry is your calling.”

The green dragon snorted. "Not likely."


(Be warned, Cyprus is an EXTREME introvert and all this contact with other dragons always starts building up negative energy after a while. Lol)

 

[-Kiwi-]

The green dragon snorted. "Not likely."


(Be warned, Cyprus is an EXTREME introvert and all this contact with other dragons always starts building up negative energy after a while. Lol)

(Valid)

 

[-Kiwi-]

Condor hoped she wasn’t being a problem. She debated going back to the Scorpion den after all. She didn’t want to be a burden if Cyprus had other things to worry about. Which it seemed like he did, she noted, watching his face.

 

[Bakbuk]

Condor hoped she wasn’t being a problem. She debated going back to the Scorpion den after all. She didn’t want to be a burden if Cyprus had other things to worry about. Which it seemed like he did, she noted, watching his face.

(The internal conflict of the RPer is real. )

 

[-Kiwi-]

(The internal conflict of the RPer is real. )

(I feel like I’m inadvertently projecting my bad . Condor isn’t anxious I am )

 

[Bakbuk]

(I feel like I’m inadvertently projecting my bad . Condor isn’t anxious I am )

(Blah, so am I lol. I'll try to keep it more normal.)

 

[-Kiwi-]

(Blah, so am I lol. I'll try to keep it more normal.)

(same here. (Kiwi it’s just role play stop getting scared of the personal side of things it’s not the end of the world))

 

[Bakbuk]

Condor hoped she wasn’t being a problem. She debated going back to the Scorpion den after all. She didn’t want to be a burden if Cyprus had other things to worry about. Which it seemed like he did, she noted, watching his face.

Cyprus shook his head out, scratching one of his ears. "So- um, anyway. Anything in particular that you like doing?" He asked, mildly curious.

 

[-Kiwi-]

Cyprus shook his head out, scratching one of his ears. "So- um, anyway. Anything in particular that you like doing?" He asked, mildly curious.

“Stealing from the rich.” She joked. She glanced up at the cloudless sky thoughtfully. “Hmm. I draw sometimes. Can’t say I’m any good at it, but I enjoy it.”
She ran a talon through her spinal crest, glancing at Cyprus. “Uhhh, i think that might be it? No.” She paused again, thinking. “Oh. I collect knives and daggers. I think they’re beautiful. There’s some really experienced crafts dragons in the kingdom of sand. Would be a cool trade to learn one day.” She reached beneath one of her wings, pulling out a short silver dagger with swirling black patterns on it. (Think Damascus steel.) “This beaut is my personal favorite. Hasn’t failed me yet in a pinch,” she said appreciatively, turning the dagger so it caught the light before holding it out to Cyprus. “And how bout you?”

 

[Blue Raptor]

“Unless you really don’t want me to. In which case, I guess I’ll go back to the IceWings.” Chenoa said, with a hint of sadness in her voice.

Ender blinked. Then blinked again. “You teamed up with an evil animus IceWing!” He suddenly burst out. “You said you were going to stop the armies, then JOINED them?” He growled, low and rumbling. “I dragged myself here because I thought you were going to get yourself killed! But no, it turns out you were safe the whole time.. on the enemy’s side. I shouldn’t have come here.”