<font color='698AAB'>\\ Aiolos Vhaamanir ¤ #2, Male, 2400 ¤ Elemental Sorcery (A) ¤ Debate (A) \\ Kujai Goldfeather ¤ #12, Female, 2400 ¤ Rogue (J) ¤ Dark Sorcery (J) Day: 12th Month: Tessera Year: 81376 Note: This RP is basically.. err.. for me. LOL. I'm having my two chars meet up for a little unplanned sparring match. Egotistical and psycho. I will post when I have the time over the next week, so feel free to keep track for your own morbid curiosity! XD So. I don't care if you join. BUT. I WILL ignore you (and likely delete your post) if you do any of the following; - Jump in and start fighting them. - Physically try to stop them from fighting. - More or less defend one from the other, physically. (try to pull one away, only fight one, etc) Feel free to watch, to heckle, to complain they're bugging you, whatever. Basically feel free to be the peanut gallery. Just don't get physically involved. That's all I ask. ;) Oh, and don't draw attention to her, if you join before they start fighting. She's gonna jump him. *nod* Kinda takes the surprise out of tackling someone if you draw attention to them. *smirks* They're here to fight, but don't worry. I'm thinking of these two procreating in the future. (Scary thought, no?) So nobody's gonna die. And neither of them will leave with a bruised ego. I think that might upset the balance of the circle of life or something... ^_~ Now, onto the show... \\ IC Aiolos Vhaamanir, out for a stroll, to beef up on his skills for his exams. He had applied to be tested for his journeymanship, and didn't want to fail. Thus, he had travelled away from Janardan for the day, to practice. Yes, even he practiced. Unbeknownst to him, he was being watched. Settling down in a rather secluded part of a field, he begins to round. There were a few trees here or there, along with the forested area and mountains in the distance to his right. To his left were open plains, dotted with the regular wildlife. But, directly behind him, far enough away he couldn't detect her, sleeping in a tree, was the six-legged anomaly known simply as Kujai. His trek through the golden grass had awakened her, so now, with piercing lavender eyes, this already-graduated young adult watches in silence. She was feeling.. angsty. But that angst was slowly turning to anger at his intruding upon her nap. No thought went into the mere fact he didn't know she was there. Or rather, she did think that; but didn't settle on it for she moved directly into thinking that he must be ignoring her due to her ugliness. Most thought she was ugly. Dirtied gold and ruddy bronze. Tattoo'd to the extreme. He had just been pinned a jerk to the upteenth power. Unfortunately for him, she was right. He was a jerk. Though not at this particular point in time. Aiolos opens his paws, sitting back on his haunches, going through a range of little tricks. He wasn't particularly interested in wasting his energy on large earth-moving spells, weather-calling spells, or anything on a huge scale. Things were moving, floating perhaps, being pushed and pulled. Flowers and grass grew, flame erupted and burnt them to ash, and water came to douse it out. Through hours of practice, he'd gotten rather good and quickly calling up these spells, and more among them. All the while, unaware of a pair of ngry watchful eyes. Most would have gotten that tingly feeling up their neck. But he was too focused to be qued into the distant world around him. Only the close and current mattered for this round of practice. And that was his biggest mistake.</font>
<font color='#CCCCCC'>OOC: Hope you don’t mind if I follow along. Don’t worry, she will just be watching and won’t brake any of your rules. Maylina isn’t one to jump into anything any way. She just always likes to know what’s going on.  Character: Maylina Avalon goes by: Kealar Sukrick  Age: 1700, Female  IC: Maylina was sitting in a tree not too far from where another ‘dragon came into view and sat down. She had been there for a brake from searching for her lost sister.   She looked over at him with her violet eyes knowing that she was not seen. She would be careful not to be seen. She had on plans to ask him what he was up to. She was never too comfortable around others anyway.  She knew that there was another ‘dragon in a tree some distance behind him that he did not know about. She made sure she was always aware of her surroundings. If she didn’t she wouldn’t make a good spy now would she. <span style='color:"CCFFFF"'>Stupid!</span> She through to herself she had to stop thinking about her job as a spy, for all she knew any of them could read minds.  After a while she started to feel magic in the air. It was not one of her favorite things but she would put up with it cause she was interested to see what would happen. It seemed that the male was playing around with some of the plants near by. She realized that he must have been in deep concentration to be doing that, she was amazed by the different thing he could do. She herself knew nothing about magic.</font>
<font color='698AAB'>OOC: hehe, welcome! Â Nope, no problem, you're definitely welcome to stay! \\ IC Kujai watches his elemental prowess with a small amount of awe at the control he held. But she was still angry with him. This awe simply gave her the respect to be careful, and more prepared for what she would do to him, and what she would expect in return. Slipping out of the tree she'd been laying in, the six-legged 'dragon sneaks through the grass with the skill of a learned huntress. All her focus was on him, and she didn't notice the other laying hidden in yet another tree not too far off. Now she had made the same mistake Aiolos had. At this point in time, however, she was too disturbed to care. She would get close enough and perform a little distracting spell. Then attack. Simple enough. Keeping her head flat, so her horns would not erupt above the surface of the tall, golden, and waving grasses, Kujai mentally focuses. A cloud of black and purple-tipped flame erupts from the tips of the grass no more than ten feet from Aiolos. This does it's job, as Aiolos halts his spells and leaps to his feet, astonished, and a little startled. He raises his paw to attempt to put it out, when he realizes, with a jolt of true surprise, that someone was there. The next happened in a split second. Kujai leaps out of the grass, a roar mighty enough to rival a lion in making one quiver with fear, four front arms spread to capture him in an angry tackle. Aiolos spots her movements out of his peripheral vision, and turns towards her. It didn't take more than a millisecond to recognize her attack was aggressive. Thus he changes his open and ready hand from attempting to cease the dark magicked flame, to aim at her, instead. <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"THYBA!"</span> He shouts, equally aggressive as her roar, and her frame is snapped back, as if shot. Her entire momentum is turned, so instead of lying atop him in a pin as she'd intended, she was flying backwards with equal speed. However, she had her own tricks up her proverbial sleeve. As she whips through the air, she whispers, <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Make landing soft, arrest my fall, grant me strength, and figure null!"</span> Instantly she disappears from sight - effectively turning invisible. Her fall had been stopped, mid air, and she floated quickly to the ground, without injury. He heard no crash. That was not right. Neither was the fact she made herself invisible. Well. Two can play at that game. He growls harshly under his breath, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"Embeterelesi."</span> As soon as his own figure becomes invisble, he moves away from where he'd previously been standing. Kujai snarls silently as she sees he'd too learned his own version of the spell. Well. No matter. She'd still tear him up and return to her nap within minutes. Or so she thought. Carelessly, she'd underestimated his own rage at being disturbed, and then attacked. Aiolos watches quietly. Listening for any movement in the grass. Likewise, Kujai was doing the same. But neither were stupid enough to move, so it was a classic stand off. Until Aiolos decided to heat things up a bit, that is. Within a fifty foot radius of himself, Aiolos sets fire to the grasses, controlling the flames to stay within his limit and control. Kujai smiles approvingly as she realizes his logic, and whispers to herself another rhyme, <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Reflect the flame, keep off the heat, to be unharmed, is my planned feat."</span> This particular dark spell kept her cool and unburnt while the flames ravaged the grasses around her, and underneath her. Literally, the ground beneath her feet was on fire, and she was untouched. Aiolos, a little irked his assailant hadn't been frightened off, especially enough to run so he could chase, quickly calls forth rain in the same small area, to soak the burnt ground. This Kujai wasn't expecting, and as the first raindrops hit, Aiolos zeros in on her figure. The rain droplets bouncing off her frame allowed him to 'see' her. Just because she was invisible to the naked eye didn't mean her mass had disappeared as well. Kujai has to time to think up another spell to ward off the rain - and in all actuality, she'd have to attempt overriding his authority of the cloud to stop it. Therefore, in an attempt to save her energy, she becomes visible again with another quickly uttered rhyme, <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Allow my figure, again to be, visible and unchanged, so let him see."</span> The invisbility spell ripples off her frame in waves. Aiolos pauses momentarily as soon as he sees her. Mixed emotions well within him. Angry at being disturbed, pissed his attacker wouldn't leave, yet awed at the skill they possessed, and now, simply starstruck that his new found enemy was female. And a rather stunning female. He hadn't really looked at her when she first attacked him. But now that she was stationary, he could easily see. He calls off his own invisbility spell with another ramathian word, and stands, looking at her. Waiting for her reaction. Silently hoping it would be a calm one. He was wrong. Kujai took his staring in the wrong way: and snarls aggressively, assuming he thought her disgusting and odd, like many others. Why else would he stare? Raising a mixture of cough and growl from her throat, the golden female leaps at him, tackling the larger male. Aiolos, now that he knew she was female, was less inclined to fight with his all. He was respectful to the opposite sex, and he thought injuring her would not bear well on his already tarnished reputation. But she knew none of this. Her only drive was to maim him. Rolling around on the soaked ash gets them both incredibly dirty. Kujai trying to rip holes in him, and Aiolos simply trying to defend himself without hurting her. Both were wary of using magic again, as they had yet to fully discover the true extent of the other's power. Aiolos had to think fast, as Kujai simply kept pushing - swiping with her two free clawed arms, dodging and rolling, tackling him anew, trying to drag him to the ground and pin him. Aiolos was not the type to easily be pinned. He was rather large, and equally muscular. In a claw-to-claw battle, this female would most certainly lose, if his heart was in it. But now, he was trying to figure a way to calm her..</font>
<font color='#CCCCCC'>Maylina watch as the female ‘dragon slip down off the tree she was in and slowly toward the male.  The first thing she saw was that the female had two extra legs. <span style='color:"CCFFFF"'>Stupid of me to miss that.</span>  She through. She had never seen a ‘dragon with more then 4 legs, knowing it was not too common. In a way it was an amazing sight knowing that having two more paws could come in handy.  She then saw a dark flame thinking that it had come from the fem’dragon. It all happened pretty fast. The female jumped to tackle the male with a roar what sent a chill down her spine.  There was a flame shot out and in a few seconds they were gone. There was a look of shock on Maylinas face for any that would have seen her.  She was tempted to get down and take a look but remembered they were both magic user and must be around here somewhere. She watched for movement in the grass. A fire was started but she didn’t know who started it but it told her they were both still there.  They were both again visible and were now in a paw to paw fight no more magic was in use.  The fight was getting really interesting and she decided to stay around and watch. She didn’t really have a favor to see one of them win but also didn’t really want to see either of them dead.</font>
<font color='698AAB'>Kujai would have no calming. Every time he opens his mouth to speak, she takes it as a means to speak another spell against her, and swipes at his face, quickly closing it again. She knew that trying to pin this large male was ultimately not going to work. She wasn't stupid, simply angry. Meanwhile, Aiolos was getting irritated that every time he tried to speak, claws raked millimeters away from his muzzle. Jerking his head back out of her grasp, he points an open palm at her and grunts, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"Tovvykusa!"</span> This removes al oxygen from a certain area. Specifically, the area around her head. In essence, he was suffocating her. In shock, Kujai realizes she can't breathe immediately, and while her head starts to swim as her body begs for air, she braces herself against falling to the ground. Aiolos, steps backward, and removes the spell seconds after casting it, and getting enough distance away that he can speak. While she coughs, wheezing for air, he begins,<span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"I've no desire to hurt you, not now anyway. Why did you atta-"</span> His sentence is unceremoniously cut off as she turns the tables on him. <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Don't breathe, just grieve!"</span> she glares daggers in his direction, as he, now, begins to suffocate. However, while he preferred vocalization in his spells, they weren't needed. He begins his own suffocation spell, turning it back on her again. Both gasping for air, and choking all the while, the two begin to get a little lightheaded. Finally, Kujai can't take his spell any longer: she'd been deprived of air too long for her body. His first spell, then the second round with not enough time inbetween compounded the need for air. She releases him. Following suit, he releases her, as soon as fresh oxygen greets his nostrils. Kujai, still standing, as all six limbs were braced firmly, takes deep breaths, after a few initial quick ones. Aiolos had ultimately collapsed, and was beginning to pick himself up. Catching his own breathe faster than her, he starts anew, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"Now. Why did you attack me? I've never seen you before in my life, and I've never done anything incredibly horrible to anyone. Certainly not killed them."</span> assuming she was an assasin or revengeful family member or some such that had confused him with someone else. Kujai shakes her head, regaining her voice, though cracked for the first few syllables, <span style='color:#CB9201'>"You're certainly capable of killing someone!"</span> Aiolos smirks, if a little arrogantly. Blue eyes flashing, he looks her dead in the eye in return, acknowledging her skill, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"So are you. Can I recieve an answer, now?"</span> Kujai remains standing as he sits, glaring, but controlled. <span style='color:#CB9201'>"You interrupted my nap."</span> Aiolos can't help but raise an eyebrow, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"You were going to kill me over waking you up?"</span> he smirks, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"I'd hate to see you when someone really does something awful to you."</span> Kujai glares, taking it as an insult. Aiolos realizes this and snorts, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"I'm complimenting you. You're very good; quick witted, and skilled."</span> Kujai's expression softens, as she is told this. And her violent mood vanishes. Just like that. No one ever said this one was stable. <span style='color:#CB9201'>"You asked me a question, now I ask you one."</span> Aiolos grins, enthralled with her. He liked it when he met a worthy adversary. <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"Go right ahead."</span> <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Why are you here?"</span> <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"Practice. I'm testing for my journeymanship in a few days."</span> She pauses with this information, and allows herself to zone out. It's at this moment she realizes they weren't completely alone. <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Did you know I'm not the only one here?"</span> He pauses, too, at her question, wondering what she meant by that. <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"No. You have back-up in the trees, or some such?"</span> Kujai glances toward the treeline with her pale lavender eyes, then back to him, <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Something like that."</span> She'd let him think what he chose. And at the time being, it might keep hm under her control if he thought there were more like her, waiting to pounce. At her glance, Aiolos begins to 'search' for the other. He didn't concentrate too hard, though. He wanted to keep his focus on this one in front of him. \\ OOC: she can stay hidden, or come out to introduce herself - I left it like that for whichever you choose. hehe! Â </font>
<font color='#CCCCCC'>OOC: Well since they know she there she might as well come out. Man, I had a hard time trying to post this my computer just wouldnÂ’t let me. It better work now. Â BIC: Maylina watch as they slowed down looking like they were out of air then they seem to be able to breathe again and came to a stop in the fight. Â For the first time one of them spoke not in a spell. Â After a while they both look around chose to where she was sitting. Had they spotted her. Should she run, no that would make her look like a coward and that was something she was not, even with some very powerful magic user in the field. And it not a good thing to do if youÂ’re a spy. Â She paused for a minute to see what they might do or think. The female seemed to know where she was but it seemed that the male was looking for her. Â <span style='color:"CCFFFF"'>I guess I might as well reveal myself as long as IÂ’m here.</span> She through to herself. <span style='color:"CCFFFF"'>As long as I stay Kealar SukrickÂ….for the time being any way.</span> She added making sure she wouldnÂ’t forget. Â Â She took a quick glance around the area before she jumped out of the tree. She landed silently making no sound after practicing that for so long. Â Â She looked at the two with her violet as she stretch out her white dragon like wings then broth them back in to her sides. She took a few steps closer to get out from the shade so they could see her better. She didnÂ’t get to close in the chances that one of them still wanted to fight. She would stay on guard for the time being. Â She didnÂ’t know what to say really, she wasnÂ’t much of a talker and would wait for one of the two to make the first move, as long it wasnÂ’t to harm her. OOC: Happy Birthday Zeva!! Have fun. </font>
<font color='#FFFFFF'>OOC: Enter me, I guess. Not going anywhere much, and pretty new around these parts. But I'd like to observe. Name: Slazzurus Khalleria Age: 2400 The young interrogator stared across the wooded areas, noting an obtrusive clash lingering across the area. Not one to get into trouble, but one who firmly does not believe curiosity killed the cat, Slazzurus edges through the grass, head down, wings folded, and tries to blend into the background, streamlining himself. Rushing through the grasses at breakneck speed, the lean Slazzurus only parts the tall vegetation slightly. He dashes through in an almost predator-like accuracy, slightly slowing himself down as he senses the two attacking pendragons near. A closer glance reveals that they have stopped assaulting each other. Slazzurus notes that one is female, and the other is male. They look about his age, too. As he sways his tail from left to right, he notes quickly that they don't seem hostile anymore, but the young pendragon approaches them slowly, still cautious. He softly whispers, <span style='color:RED'>"Hello."</span></font>
<font color='698AAB'>OOC: Thankee! I had such a great time yesterday! -- Welcome to the crazy thread Slazz! *grins* IC: Kujai is the first to spot the two other pendragons exiting from the treeline. After all, she was getting a bite cocky from her apparent effect on this male. She was semi-sure he wouldn't attack her again. Aiolos, however, hadn't taken his eyes off her. Two reasons. One, the most obvious, she was the instigator, and would probably not hesitate to attack him again. (Her mental stability was questionable, as well) And two, she was a rather pretty thing to look at... though she didn't seem to think so. Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, isn't it? Kujai studies them both. Hurriedly sizing them up. Something she does merely out of habit. Both were winged, and both seemed.. almost timid. They probably had witnesed the clash between herself and this male. Healthy wariness never killed anybody; rather kept them alive. She nods a short greeting first to the winged female. Then the male. The male had spoken first, so she vocalizes her greeting to him first, <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Hello."</span> then to the female, <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Hello."</span> Aiolos bears a quick glance at both of them, and gives a curt nod to both. No reason breaking his incredibly rude streak, was there? Instead, he quieries their names and their motives. He wanted to know if this golden female in front of him had been bluffing, or if he needed to start an assault. <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"Now, who are you, and what purpose do you have here?"</span> The question is delivered evenly, though no 'please' or 'thank you' was included. Aio wasn't reknowned for his sparkling personality and lively chit-chat, that's for sure.. Kujai raises a 'brow, and yet again turns the tables on him, likely before they even had a chance to answer, <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Well, who are you exactly?"</span> Aiolos raises an eyebrow, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"I should ask you the same thing, and out of courtesy, you should answer first. After all, you did attack me, not the other way around."</span> <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Why should I show any courtesy when all you seem to display is a personality of a rude and arrogant nioti?"</span> Kujai returns sarcastically. Aiolos' fur bristles momentarily as he is likened to that of a spoiled child, and narrows his clear blue eyes at her. Control and ingrained respect for females was all that kept this behemoth sitting still. Kujai smiles smugly, as if she won. Which; she did. She got him irritated to the point he wanted to attack her, yet he didn't. She was in control, and she was going to see just how far she could push him before he snapped.. So, now, she turns to the two onlookers, and smiles delightfully. Again her mood had gone from angst, to anger, to violence, to submission, to smugness for this male, and now to kindness to these new comers. Certainly no stability to speak of, here! <span style='color:#CB9201'>"My name is Kujai. Who might you two be?"</span></font>
<font color='#CCCCCC'>OOC: Yes, Welcome Slazzurus Maylina turn a quick glance to where one more ‘dragon came into view. She had heard him before she had seen him come out of the tees. She then turned back in the two ‘dragons in the field. She nodded to both of them. She took her time before she answered the question but before that the fem’dragon asked him the same. Maylina was starting to think that this might turn into a sort of yelling match. She waited for it to stop. Before she finally answered. <span style='color:"9933FF"'>“Hello Kujai, my name is Kealar. And my business is of my own."</span> She would leave it at that for the time. If they really wanted to know she would tell them what she could. She would wait to see what they would think of it. She looked from the female, who now had a smile on her face, to the male who still seem to be not to happy. Then to the newcomer, who also seem a little cautious to come any closer. She then turn back to the pair to ask a question of her own. <span style='color:"9933FF"'>“Would it be to hard to learn your name Sir? "</span> She turned to the male in the field hoping to also know his name also.</font>
<font color='#FFFFFF'>OOC: Slazzy thanks you all for the warm welcome. Name: Slazzurus Khalleria Age: 2400 Primary: Interrogation (J) Secondary: Military (J) The young pendragon seems in a rather foul mood, but he retains his jaunty grin, the teeth randomly jutting out in the area of the back jaw. It gives him an even more mischievous, roguish look, but with his serious glare, it makes him more menacing than mischievous. Obviously looking depressing, the young pendragon stamps a right back leg, and a left back leg. He seems to be agile and strong enough to carry himself on two legs, an uncommon trait. <span style='color:RED'>"Hello. Is anyone hurt?"</span> Obviously, the roguish-looking, grayish/red-striped pendragon finds that it's not worth his time to give his name at this moment. Quickly scanning over the two combatants, he satisfyingly nods, and materializes a bag. Pulling out a jar filled with some grayish-brown pulp, he looks around at the party of three. <span style='color:RED'>"Pain reliever. Does anyone want some?"</span> Saying this in his usually bored, drawling manner, he analyzes everyone around here again. Consequently, he pulls out a jug of water. <span style='color:RED'>"Got this to mix it with to dull the taste."</span> A skeptical look appears on his face, unbelievably strange when combined with his crocodile teeth and jaw. <span style='color:RED'>"Slazzurus Khalleria's the name."</span> Not a doctor, he doesn't know wounds very well, but knows enough to see that the scratches are shallow from his military experience. He continues analyzing, and decides the pain would be managemable, hence putting away the Tupmatt Sjaa bark. <span style='color:RED'>"I would assume that you two are okay."</span> All at once, his voice is bored, skeptical, authoritative yet jauntily annoying. Slazzurus paces back and forth, continuing to note the previous spar combatants. Childish, in his opinion, this pendragon seems to have seen more than his impish, toothy grin allows to show.</font>
<font color='698AAB'>Aiolos cared not for any one else's mood. Ever. Excepting this one before him. She was not predictable.. and that both startled him and made him wary, and rather intrigued him. In either the case, he shakes his head, quite politely refusing to accept the offered pain reliever salve. Before he can reply to 'Kealar', however, Kujai had begun talking. Kujai was no longer longer actively paying attention to Aio. Instead, she was pretending he didn't exist, and focusing on these other two. In all reality, a tiny pang of guilt strikes her, as both of these pendragons were of the winged variety. Like the rest of her bioilogical family. She was born with an extra set of arms instead of wings, and was quite confused on the whole matter. But her feelings were well masked as she converses with them - she was hardly an open book. Kujai nods to each as they introduce themselves, simply watching the tupmatt pain killer curiously, though, too, kindly declining. She'd be alright, she'd had worse scrapes before from a little creature she'd been hunting a season ago... perhaps she should mention that... twist the proverbial knife deeper into this male's already bruised ego... After a moment's consideration, she does just that. <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Yes, I'm fine, thank you. My cuts aren't deep, I probably could have used it though a season ago: hunted some little cute furry thing. Had quite a set of inch long claws on him!"</span> Aiolos pins his ruby colored ears back and flashes a canine in a silent snarl that disappears as quick as it appeared. His answer is relayed calmly, though started through gritted teeth, and forced to take on an even tone. He was usually very good at keeping his cool; he couldn't place why she upset him so. <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"I wasn't trying to dismember you. If I had, I could have easily left you in pieces. I may be more rude in social standings, but I'm not nearly as clumsy a fighter."</span> The ego-cutting remark struck a nerve in the female, and if the other two hadn't been there, she would've proven him right, in her instantly jumping him again. But he was right: she knew it. Even though her size nearly matched his, she knew he had only been fending her off when she'd gotten close enough. So her return is even, and aloof, <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Hmm? What? You didn't care to introduce yourself. I don't deal with nameless 'dragons."</span> Aiolos smirks, putting to good use his trade in debate, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"Oh, really? Nothing to speak of your own actions? Can only try and cut me down? You know you were wrong. Your unstable personality is more childish than my rudeness. Everyone has something they want to say; I'm just not afraid to be the one that says it."</span> Triumphant in seemingly regaining his dignity and control over the situation between himself and Kujai, he turns to the other two, responding directly to Kealar, as she had asked the question first, but of course including Slazzurus, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"No, it is not difficult to discover my name. I'm Aiolos Vhaamanir."</span> He didn't expect them to know him; and didn't say it with any expectation that they would. And in all honesty, he didn't really care if they did know him. Most who knew him despised him because of his brutal honesty and bad temper. But he had no qualms in giving his full true name. Kujai was annoyed that he was right. But she was most annoyed at the fact that he had the upper hand now. And all she really wanted to do was go back to her afternoon nap! Sullen and dejected, but still trying to sit high, the golden female watches in silence. Even if the other two were going to stay, she just might play a few more tricks on this Aiolos fellow. She immediately sets to scheming. She'd see what he could really do: his tests for his journeymanship would be a walk in the park when she was finished with him..</font>
<font color='#CCCCCC'>Maylina shook her head to say that she didn’t need any of that stuff the Slazzurus had with him. She also nodded in greeting to Slazzurus. Then watch the two yell at each other again and waited for them to clam down again. She was suprized that they weren’t fighting again. <span style='color:"9933FF"'>“Hello Aiolos, and hello to you too Slazzurus."</span> She nodded to Aiolos as well. She looked at Kujai who seem to have fun getting Aiolos mad. It would have put a smile on her face but she had been tough enough training to not show her feeling that easily. She started to relax around the two but still staying on guard. She took a seat where she was. She didn’t really have another question for any of them so she would just wait to see what happened next. OOC: Sorry, I’m out of ideas at the moment.</font>
<font color='698AAB'>\\ OOC: hehe, here's somethin' to talk about... XD \\ IC Kujai was rather skilled with her dark sorcery, and in an attempt to prove it, she decides to play with Aiolos' colors.. Mental twisting a quite elaborate rhyme, the sorceress poet changes his colors. From his black and red and white, he starts fading to all the colors of the rainbow every few second, lingering long enough for others to see. Aiolos didn't realize this, until crossing his eyes, and staring down the length of his muzzle, he sees his jet black pelt turn bright pink. Then blue. Then yellow. Then gray. And on, and on. Curling a lip in a snarl, he looks directly at Kujai, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"I'll warn you only once to stop it."</span> Kujai grins, <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Alright."</span> She ceases her mental chanting, and his color morphing halts. But.. he's now rather rainbow-ish 'dragon. Aiolos glares, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"Kujai, return my colors, or.."</span> The golden female giggles, mirthful now, at having recovered her 'top dog' position in their quarrel, <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Or what? I thought you didn't attack females!"</span> Lavender eyes dazzle with her glee at taunting him. The behemoth of a pendragon male replies evenly, though with the addition of an undertone of murder glittering in his own pale blue eyes, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"I normally don't. But you're pushing, and trying to get a reaction out of me. Trust me, you won't like the outcome."</span> Still grinning, but not completely overlooking the not-so-idle threat, Kujai waves her first right paw, and his colors return to normal. <span style='color:#CB9201'>"Spoil sport."</span> She murmurs, chuckling to herself. Aiolos, not mising a beat, replies, <span style='color:#AC0A0A'>"Devil woman."</span> The most recent spat over for the time being, Kujai still plotting, and Aiolos in a state of confusion - for he truly didn't know what to do next, leaves more than enough room for another chat with their two onlookers.</font>
<font color='#CCCCCC'>Maylina couldn’t help it any more. She started laughing at the sight of Aiolos changing colors. She probably wouldn’t have stopped but when he finally noticed what was going on he sounded pretty mad. She through it better for herself if she stopped. Even after that she still had a smile on her face. <span style='color:"9933FF"'>“I’m sorry. It just you look really funny when your bright pink."</span>   She got red of the smile on her face so he wouldn't get mad. She then thought of keeping the conversation going. Even if she didn’t like to be around many others she also didn’t like waiting in the silence for the others to say something. <span style='color:"9933FF"'>“You two seem to be quite skilled in magic. May I asked how it came to be one of your trades? And I have noticed that your way of using it is both very different."</span>  As she waited for a reply she looked over at Slazzurus who was pacing back and forth.</font>