OOC: Timestamping: 11 Dyo, 18380 Character: Tsuki This is open to anyone who wishes to roleplay. IC: Tsuki's body was low to the ground as she slunk through the shadows, though they just barely helped to conceal her mostly pure white coat and wings. The feathers of the tender limbs of flight ruffled as she slipped past trees and bushes, barely making a sound. She stopped near a clearing to look up at the quarter moon above a soft smile spreading across her lips. She tensed sudenlly as she smelled a disgusting smell close by. <span style='color:orange'>"What the...oh my goodness..."</span> Her voice was like that of smooth silk on a feathery bed. It sounded of a birds call on dawns first light and like a wolf's howl on a full, yellow moon. Tsuki squinted her eyes shut against the wretched smell and buried her nose under her paws. After a couple of silent seconds she lifted her head up again, to see if the smell was gone, but it was still there, strong as ever. She stood up completely, keeping her wings close to her sides and came out into the clearing and looked about. The only thing she saw was a tiny pond that also was partially out of the clearing. Trotting up to it slowly, the smell got stronger and made Tsuki almost gag on her own bile. She looked down into the pond and saw that all the fish lay at the top, on their sides and any life that had once been in it was now gone. A smirk crossed Tsuki's muzzle. She wondered how someone could be as so careless as to dump toxins into the pond, as it seemed like. But she had no clue if it was on purpose or truly and accident. <span style='color:orange'>"Oh god..."</span> Tsuki could not take it any more, quickly she bolted away and back into the woods, though she was also careless enough to not watch where she was going and accidentally ran into someone, both of them tumbling to the ground in a massive heap. <span style='color:orange'>"...oow..."</span>
Life was pain. That was something Gyamez had learned long ago. That's why he'd been developing a masochistical attitude. If pain was so abundant, why not learn to enjoy it? And so, every time he'd been hurt, he'd atempted to savour it, have it feel good instead. It hadn't been entirely succesful yet, but he was proud to boast that, at least, he was more resiliant to pain than most. That was why his current situation was so bothersome. The hunter had come across a fiend of unknown origin, and the bloody thing had broken his right arm. He had experienced having his limbs broken before, but this... It just wouldn't stop hurting. He'd seen a doctor, had it put right back in place, even put his arm in a sling. The aneasthetics had helped at first, but their effects where long gone now. So there he was, minding his own business, pitying himself, trying desperately not to think about his aching arm, when something hit him hard from behind. He yelped in surprise as whatever it was struck him square between the wings, sending him plummeting forewards. Just tens of seconds later, he outright screamed as his broken arm hit the dirt, sending bursts of agonizing pain through it. The world blurred, and between the tears and repressed screams, he threw the weight of his body in the deperate manner of a trapped animal, howling with pain and fear. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Hope you don't mind if I join in. Ghymez Veejausaj's this one's name.</td></tr></table>
OOC: Nope, I don't mind at all. IC: As Tsuki fell to the ground, lying on her back, she cringed at the agonizing scream that erupted from the 'dragon she ran into. She quickly jumped up and came over to him, her ears back and her head low in a saddened manner. She kept her wings close to the sides and winced at the slight pain in her shoulders now. She saw that the 'dragon was not a quadroped like her and saw the arm that was in the sling. She whimpered softly and sat down, quickly pulling out some sort of leaf like root from a pouch strapped around one of her back legs. She held it into her mouth and quickly put on wing over the 'dragon's mouth. <span style='color:orange'>"I'm sooo sorry...here...Quiet down and eat this or else you might attrack some unwanted attention. The plant will help ease the pain..."</span> She set it down onto the ground near him and pulled her snowy wing away, settling it back against her side.
Ghyamez bolted around, facing what he, at first, perceived as his attacker. He could feel the rage boiling closer to the surface. He was just about to give in to it, when he realised that what he was facing was not some bog monster trying to eat him alive, but a rather young thill. With a rather eye-catching colouration, to boot. Still, it was no more obvious than his own, in this place. The hunter's lips slid back over his teeth, turning his snarl into a mere gaze of suspicion. Sure, she looked innocent, but so had that one girl who slashed him open and left him to bleed to death... She was polite, though. And fairly bright. This really wasn't the kind of place where you wanted to announce your presence to everything within earshot. Sometimes, all finesse just seemed to slip of the firestarter, as if though it was just a garment he wore... He crouched down, picking the herb up. He sniffed it. In truth, he couldn't tell poison from medicine just by smelling it, but at least it would give him something to base his gut feeling on... And, after all, it didn't smell that bad, and he was dying for relief. So, in the end, he put the strange plant in his mouth and started to chew, staying in his crouched position. "Unwanted attention..." He mused, swallowing the plant. "I'm a leading authority on unwanted attention. Bad shit happens when you even suspect you're getting it. I'd thank you for that herb o' yours, but what I swallowed might've been lettuce, for all I know. Once my arm isn't feelin' like one huge lump of pain anymore, I'll give you my heartfelt gratitude."
Tsuki couldn't help but smile at what he said. She was amused by it, but knew that it was true for him to not thank her now. She knew what kind of things happened in places such as this forest. Shacking her head, she also ruffled her wings. She saw the look of his eyes and looked closer at him, amazed by the flame like look of his body. <span style='color:orange'>"True, too true. But I wont take offence to that. But what you ate was just a bit of my own creation of herb. Anyway, name's Tsuki, Tsuki Fralla. And you are...?"</span> She cocked her head to the side, some of the black locks of hair covering her eyes just slightly, the dull blue-grey color of them seeming to almost see inside a person. But yet at times, seemed to be off in another world. She couldn't help how her eyes looked, they had been like that for almost 7 years now. She barely even remembered how they had come to look that way sometimes. Though she wished she could forget altogether.
Ghyamez studied the one who had introduced herself as Tsuki carefully. Female, quadruped, a healer, or possibly a conwoman. Maybe even both. Life was quick-paced and ever surprising, particularly in this corner of the world. The elder pendragon settled on the ground, still looking at his new acquaintance. He thought for a moment, commiting her name to memory. He spoke, his voice as steady as ever. The pain had gone back to what it was before he'd been unwittingly tackled. "A hunter. But I presume it is my name, not my identity, you seek? It is Ghyamez Vejaausaj."
Tsuki stood where she was and bowed her head slowly. <span style='color:orange'>"It is nice to meet you Ghyamez. What are you doing out...."</span> Tsuki stopped her sentence short as the smell that she had run into earlier drifted this way with the change of wind. Tsuki gagged slightly and buried her nose under her paws and she draped her wings over herself. <span style='color:orange'>"Oh god...that smell....Not again..."</span> She gagged a bit more and whimpered at the smell, it was almost unbearable.
<span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'>[OOC] I do hope it's okay if I join in with Morbidezzuah (quad). If it's not, just let me know. My post is kind of short, because we leave to lunch in like 5 minutes since I'm at school. [IC] <span style='color:#990000'>From the vegitation peered a pair of crimson-grey eyes, observing the other's in a dark manner. Though dark paintings enveloped his figure, his scent revealed that he was a fellow Pendragon - obviously not wishing to give himself away. The male's breathing was quiet, deciding not to disturb these two. Though his expression was blank to hold a silent and strong image, inside he felt kind of nervous and foolish; wondering why he ever decided to spy on two older pendragons in the first place. The male adjusted his ebony mitts, in which the tips held a scarce hint of yellow on a few tips, which seemed to look kind of odd. He was basically black, which made it easy for him to blend into the dark realm he usually remained in. His tail was long and dragon-like; the tip ending in a reptilian spike, one of his main weapons whenever in a fight. His crimson-grey eyes remained upon this duo with upmost caution, muscles tensed; unaware of what action these creatures might take if they found him to be offensive.</span></span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>I don't mind. Three is a good number for RPing. And, in case you haven't noticed, the posts in this thread aren't exactly epic. :P</td></tr></table> At first, Ghyamez didn't understand what the female was talking about, but it soon became obvious as the smell drifted on the winds, further towards the pyrokinetic's location. It was overpowering, and thoroughly nasty. He covered his nose with a hand in a vain atempt to block it out. "Holy mother of fuck..." He muttered, gagging as he inhaled air to speak. "What in the name of every hell conceived of is that smell?"
OOC: 'Tis no problem. I don't mind at all who posts here as long as they don't be asses (sorry for the language) which I'm sure you wont. IC: Tsuki buried her nose deeper into the dirt and whimpered again. Through the dirt, paws, and wings she was able to get out, <span style='color:orange'>"How should I know...but it's coming from a pond a little ways to the east."</span> She growled softly and brought her head up slightly as she felt the smell die down as the wind changed again. ~Well...looks like there might be a storm soon...hopefully not a bad one.~ <span style='color:orange'>"Do you want to see it? Or would you rather avoid the stench?"</span> Tsuki smiled slightly in a joking manner, but her ears perked up out of the mane of hair on her head and flicked to point behind her. She heard someone, but just barely. She hoped that they were friends and not enemies.
"I'm not particularly inclined to actively seek out something that foul. I'd rather move in the exact opposite direction. It is, so to speak, not my problem. At least not to solve. I..." He ceased speaking in mid-sentance, noting the other's perception. He froze, listening intently. And indeed, there was something. A lifetime of experience had taught that firestarter that paranoia saves lives. Luckily, the herb was actually working, and the pain was numbing. It seemed to make Ghyamez somewhat light-headed as well, though. You can't really expect painkillers to have no side effects whatsoever. That was probably part of why he did what he did. What he did was get to his legs with a fireball, sumoned out of thin air, blazing in his left hand. He held it out in the direction of the noise and spoke in a regular tone of voice, yet with a clear undertone of hostility. "Who goes there?" Hoping the overall effect would frighten of a potential attacker, 'dragon or beast, or, should the offender prove to be harmless, frighten them off or draw them out to clarify the matter.
<span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'>[OOC] Sorry for taking so long to respond. I just got Kingdom Hearts 2.. I'm afraid it's addicting. o.o [IC] <span style='color:990099'>Crimson-grey eyes remained upon the other 'Dragons, mind quickly processing the two beforehand. Eyes narrowed somewhat, aware of the fact that they had sensed his presence within the vegitation. Morbidezzuah was usually quite the stubborn, strong-minded individuals who would never do what he didn't feel necessary. But in this case, he decided to allow these others to view him; aknowledging the fact that if he did not, they could easily turn on him, which could result in death. Slowly, mitts pounded the Earth as he came forth - keeping a keen watch upon these two, almost expecting offensive behavior. His slick, ebony lips held not a smile nor frown, his expression bare of any emotion. Since his pre-teenager years, he had worked on keeping any expression inside, finding it to be a weakness - though there was no real reason why. Morbidezzuah didn't bow down, though; having far too much pride to kneel at the feet of others. Instead, he stood with his muscles tensed, and after a few moments of silence, he decided to introduce himself.</span> <span style='color:DDDDDD'>"....Salutations to you both - I mean no harm to either of you. My name is Morbidezzuah.."</span></span>
IC: O.o...wow....I'm really likeing this. You guys are good, I must really say. ^^ OOC: Tsuki yelped slightly and jumped as the fireball flashed to life in Ghyamez's hand. Her fur stood on end but she calmed almost imediatally. She didn't do well around fire, and it showed. Tilting her head around, she watched the bushes and cocked her head to the side when Morbidezzuah came out. She smiled softly and turned around, nodding as he introduced himself. Tsuki bowed her head slowly as she introduced herself also, her bow slow but perfect. <span style='color:orange'>"I am Tsuki, Tsuki Fralla and we mean you no harm. Right Ghyamez?"</span> She turned her head to look to Ghyamez as she spoke the last part, her eyes narrowing. Hoping that he would put away the damned fire; she hated it too much. Turning her head to look at Morbidezzuah once more she smiled, noting that he was younger than either of them. <span style='color:orange'>"Why were you spying on us?"</span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Thanks. I have to say, though, despite the slightly boastful nature of the mesage, that I am not going all-out. I never quite seem to be able to embrace Ghyamez the same way I have Turmoil...</td></tr></table> Claiming innocence. Naturally. More often than not, those who claimed guilt where actually innocent, but not necessarily vice versa. In the eyes of Ghyamez, he appeared young, someone he might have called kiddo, or even nioti, where he so inclined. But, again, appearancs could be deceiving. This 'kid' could, after all, be twice Ghyamez's own age, for all he knew. "I mean no harm for harm's sake. I will not hesitate to cause you pain, should you prove threat, though." He announced, making the flame in his hand slowly wither away. It seemed to merge with the patterns of his skin, and disappear among them. Maintaining a fire in this climate was difficult enough, anyway.
<span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'>[OOC] Heh; I think that I'm an alright roleplayer - though I've met "Elite" roleplayers, whose skills are amazing. o.o [IC] "Nice to make the aquaintences of you both - Tsuki and Ghyamez," <span style='color:#990000'>Morbidezzuah stated, though he didn't bow. He was attempting to be polite, which asked a lot of the rebellious male. Usually, he was aloof - keeping away from the other 'Dragons after horrible experiences as a child. Now, though, he was at least making an attempt to get along with others, something rare for him. Crimson-grey eyes drew towards the male now, observing the fading flame. Keen ears caught the words, which he found peculiar. He seemed polite, yet semi-dangerous all at the same time; but Morbidezzuah decided not to comment on that. Instead, he decided that responding to what Ghyamez had said might proclaim his true innocence. His expression ddin't flinch as he responded,</span> "My intentions were not to spy, nor cause harm. I was just wandering about when I caught both of your scents. A moment later, I heard a cry of pain; thus, I thought that there was a scuffle taking place."</span>
Tsuki smiled softly and nodded in agreement. She was sure that she would have thought the same if she was in his position. But she was still curious, but decided not to pester. <span style='color:orange'>"Well, it's perfectly alright. I'm sure you would never mean any harm, I always look to the good side of someone. Everyone has one...even Ghyamez..."</span> Tsuki said this in a joking manner and looked to Ghyamez as she said it. She couldn't help but laugh slightly. She was actually in a good mood, despite the smell and hurting Ghyamez. <span style='color:orange'>"But anywho...how about we get away from here. I don't want that smell to get to us again."</span> At this she stuck out her tongue and squinted her eyes.
Ghyamez had a sense of humor. It was somewhat obscure, but no less prominent than in any other 'dragon. Somehow, he didn't find the white thill's joke quite as amusing as she did herself. He scoffed, and proclaimed that: "Words are just sounds. Actions speak much louder, and much clearer. Easily gained trust is easily abused." He gave the nioti a sceptical look. At least the youngster wasn't sucking up to him. Beware the dog that eats from your hand, lest you loose a finger. That was his mother's favorite proverb. She would know, after all. She had made taking entire arms without anybody noticing an art. "Yes, you're hilarious," he continued, speaking to Tsuki this time. "But I'd rather not let the wind catch up again. And I'm getting sick of this swamp. Which way out?"
