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Post by ringwraith on Oct 8, 2007 14:57:50 GMT -5
Ancalagon crouched atop the craggy edge of the mountain, his great black wings arched above him like some monstrous umbrella. He flexed his smooth neck as his dark, blood-red eye swept the landscape beneath him, sharply defining the shapes of the country and small town below. The black lips curled back to reveal a jagged jawful of sharp teeth in what appeared to be a smile; the green saliva hung in slippery ropes from is streamlined jaw. The great wings swept the mountain's edge as Ancalagon launched himself off into the bitingly cold air, and his narrow red eyes scanned the ground for his prey. He spotted the people below in their town moving like tiny ants below him , and, grinning evilly, he dived, his wings flicking to change direction and he was falling like an arrow towards the ground. Suddenly he opened the black wings like a parachute to prevent him from hitting the ground and he roared earth-shatteringly in a war cry as the green fire blazed from his mouth and set the buildings nearest on fire. The people screamed and scattered around him as Ancalagon soared like a great, evil shadow descending upon the town, grinning in terrible satisfaction. He landed on top of the village town hall and it buckled and crumbled beneath his weight in a huge cloud of dust and rubble, crushing the people running below him. His long, whip-like tail lashed out at them and caught them, sending them flying, or else slicing them into pieces. The dark wings reared high and blotted out the sun behind him, for it was sunset, like a dark dome, encasing the citizens within the scaly walls. He chuckled in his horrible, gutteral voice at the massacre before him. Who could stop him?
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Post by Ademar on Oct 19, 2007 13:25:59 GMT -5
A sudden roar blasted through the forest, waking up Dematoss. the screams of humans and the smell of dragon's fire came to his senses. His saphire eyes widened but a small smirk came to his lips. His rider, Asren, was still sleeping, and he wanted her to rest. Standing to his hing legs he unstrapped his saddle and lay it on the ground. worry not Asren, i will handle this, you stay and sleep Witht hat the dragon lept into the air and began flying towards the town that was not so far away to begin with.
He flew swiftly, slicing through the clouds with speed and fierce energy, letting out a roar of his own as he reached the town. Dematoss found the dragon, perched atop the rubble of the fallen building. he flew right past him and grabbed the rouge dragon by its neck with his powerfull tallon, and with all his might Dematoss threw the dragon into the wall of the massive cliffs and then kicked him, making an indention in the rock face witht he powerfull attack. Dematoss' sapphire eyes stare down the rouge dragon. He was confident in himself and was ready to fight this dragon on his own, ready to win.
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Post by ringwraith on Oct 21, 2007 3:12:04 GMT -5
Ancalagon, his black wings still arched and his eyes still focused on the ground, did not see Dematoss fly into him and was caught by surprise as he was thrown into the cliff. He let out an ear-splitting roar and a burst of bright green fire engulfed the other dragon, his blood red eyes fixed with merciless vengeance upon Dematoss. With a massive sweep of his wings, he flew up onto the top of the cliff and watched Dematoss, a huge grin on his black lips, his gruesome fangs beared. He spoke, not telepathically, but in a strong gutteral voice as a human would speak with sound "Why are you here, dragon?" he said in a harsh tone, the words formed like thick caramel at his lips and dropped down to Dematoss, as he sat majestically on the summet of the cliff, the orange sun reflecting off his dark gleaming scales.
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Post by Ademar on Oct 23, 2007 10:09:52 GMT -5
Dematoss was caught by surprise as the green fire suddenly engulfed him. But the other dragon flew up and perched itself atop the red rock of the cliffs, looking down to Dematoss. His wings had covered him just in time, and as this other dragon looked on, Dematoss thrust his wings away form his body with a loud roar, dissipating the fire, without a single burn on Dematoss, he perched himself atop the cliffs on the opposite side of Ancalagon. "I am here, because you have no right to terrorize the humans. A dragon with no rider is indeed rare, and unless you leave now, there will be one less by the end of this battle!" Dematoss growled a low roar at the dragon and stood on his hind legs, ready to lunge at Ancalagon should he decide to fight, but Dematoss was true enough, allowing him the chance to leave.
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Post by ringwraith on Oct 24, 2007 12:36:58 GMT -5
"These humans are nothing. They create war and now this is a taste of their own medicine! I have my reasons, dragon. I advise you not to intefere, or you may meet the same end as these pathetic beings" he snarled, the anger dredged up from deep inside him, the pain from many long soul-eating years he spat out in venemous fury. His blood red eyes seemed to burn like scrorching fire against his black scales. This dragon had no right to interrupt him - he was ignorant to the fact that these humans deserved this massacre...
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Post by Ademar on Oct 28, 2007 14:01:18 GMT -5
Dematoss listened to the angry words of the dragon, but he was unmoved, Unable to talk like this dragon, Dematoss could still communicate with it telepathically. Humans are a young species, they have much to learn. But they deserve the right to choose for themselves how they live their lives. You have no right to take judgement upon these people Dragon, what you have done is wrong, and i will end your reign of terror here! Dematoss roared and jumped off his side of the cliff into the air, and breathed fire into his own hand, but it did not burn him, it formed a destructive ball of fire, and he threw it at the dragon with all his might.
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Post by ringwraith on Oct 30, 2007 17:17:18 GMT -5
Ancalagon's lip curled slightly as he heard the dragon's words and closed his eyes. Ah, the ignorance of this young dragon amused him, but as he heard the fire ball hurtle towards him, he jumped into the air with one massive swoop of his wings. Ancalagon, unnaturally just hovered in the air and said "What is your name young one? I admire your courage. I am Ancalagon" he spoke quite normally, even friendly, in the middle of a battle. He had after all not spoken to a dragon for the majority of his life. He knew that this must be an odd question and response to his attack, but Ancalagon's curiousity held back his anger and instinct to fight back. He waited for an answer, hovering above the cliff where he had previously been perching.
The town smouldered sadly beneath the pair, the people had fled the scene and it lay in smokey ruin like a ghost town, the smoke rising to form a thin mist around the pair.
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Post by Aurora on Nov 5, 2007 23:02:19 GMT -5
Asren, Dematoss' rider, had found him missing when she awoke. She searched the nearby skies and thought nothing of it, yet now the air was hot with the smoke of the fire and the air was thick with ashes. She looked around worried now that Dematoss was the one making mischeif, yet she went wide eyed when she looked over and found the side of a mountain. It was the only way, she had to see what was happening. She began the long climb upward and make it halfway after about half an hour to a flat area where she could stand. She looked around in horror to see the tail of the opposing dragon above her and her dragon on the other mountain side. "Dematoss!!" She said quickly outloud, her heart now racing.
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Post by Ademar on Nov 12, 2007 22:01:49 GMT -5
The dragon asked Dematoss his name, at first, his sapphire blue eyes widened, but then it made him smirk, showing his thousands of sharp teeth as he looked up to the now hovering dragon. Alright I suppose, where i come from, it is customary to give your name to an opponent, as a last courtesy, before you kill them. My name is Dematoss, Ancalagon, this day, the world will be rid of one riderless dragon Dematoss perched himself atop the cliff and looked so very ready to fight, his talons curled into fists as fire consumed both of them, yet something distracted him. He heard the familiar voice of his only friend and ally, coming right below the other dragon. "DEMATOSS!!" -he looked down to her in shock! Asren!? get to safety!!
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Post by ringwraith on Nov 13, 2007 12:37:13 GMT -5
Ancalagon looked calmly back at Dematoss. Having heard his reply, he was about to thud back to earth on the opposite cliff, but he heard a soft voice cry out beneath him. "DEMATOSS!" it shouted. He looked down and saw a girl. A human girl. His eyes narrowed in dislike as they always did with humans, but then he spotted the panicked look on Dematoss' face, and he knew this must be his rider. A smirk spread over his terrible black face, and his blood-red eyes fell back to the girl. He dropped with the speed of a bullet and snatched her by the scruff of the neck. She was so light to him it was like picking up a beetle from the ground. He landed back onto the cliff and sat on the edge with the girl hanging in his teeth, smirking still, watching Dematoss. She was quite unharmed, merely being held in his teeth as a hostage. "Will you still attack Dematoss? Will you still attack, knowing the merest flicker of a flame from my mouth with scorch her alive?" he said slyly, no, mockingly over at Dematoss, waiting for his reaction. ((ooc: Im sorry if this is god moding, if it is i can change it  )) |
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Post by Aurora on Nov 13, 2007 19:11:10 GMT -5
Asren looked from her dragon and when she looked up the only thing she could see was a blur that was coming right towards her. She drew her sword, but she dropped it once she felt the teeth of the opposing grab her and clamp her down like a vice in it's jaw. She could smell the hot breath and yet said nothing to her dragon as she struggled, yet she had to be careful about the sharp teeth, they could still hurt her. A few struggle grunts here and there escaped her lips. She didn't know what the purpose of this was.
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Post by Ademar on Nov 14, 2007 18:35:45 GMT -5
Dematoss' eyes shot wide open as he saw his beloved rider in the other dragon's teeth. His immediat thought was to attack and try to free her, but he calmed his mind and began to think. How can I free her, keeping her safe? Suddenly it hit him, the way Asren could free herself, and give Dematoss the time he would need to catch her after she fell. Using their magic combined Dematoss slowly lifted the sword from the side of the cliff that Asren had dropped before, keeping Ancalagon distracted with meaningless banter while the sword slowly lifted to Asren. You will not harm her! you would be so very unwise to do so without Ancalon noticing, Asren's sword was now firmly gripped in her right hand and Dematoss spoke to Asren, and Asren alone, Ancalagon would not hear the words he spoke to his rider alone. Asren, his jaw, now! I will catch you, then we can fight as one!
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Post by ringwraith on Nov 15, 2007 11:47:26 GMT -5
Ancalagon watched Dematoss make his moves. His eyes narrowed as he looked at his rider and he knew he was talking to her though he could not hear the words. He could tell they were up to something. With a fierce growl, he said "So be it" and leapt at Dematoss before the girl could make her move, and slashed at Dematoss with his great talons, all 4 of them, as he had thrown his whole weight into the attack and had smashed into Dematoss at the same time. He could not care less for the girl in his jaws and did not pay any attention to her, as his whole attention was attacking this dragon as viciously as he could.
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Post by Aurora on Nov 15, 2007 16:08:57 GMT -5
Asren was desperately trying to get out of the clutches of the dragon who held her prisoner in a jaw of razor sharp bars. She struggled as much as she could until she heard Dematoss give her instructions. She stopped squirming and looked at the sword which was almost in her grasp and she reached for it, yet when she almost had it, the dragon decided to attack her own and again she was forced back to struggle. Only now as she looked down she didn’t think that she would live through this. It was a long way down. Her eyes widened, but should anything happen she knew her dragon would somehow be there for her. The care of her from the new dragon grew little as he attacked Dematoss with fury. She was yanked here and there; most likely she would come out of this with nothing less than a bruise, if she made it out alive that is. She needed to think of something to do and fast, Asren only hoped that the new dragon would not drop her or decide to throw a flaming blast at Dematoss while she was still in his jaw. Dematoss! Look out!! She was more worried about her dragon than herself this time. She knew that it would take a while from him to recover from deep wounds and it was impossible for her to find someone who could heal him for her. It just didn’t exist. Not in these times.
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Post by Ademar on Nov 19, 2007 13:40:48 GMT -5
Dematoss' eyes widened as the dragon attacked him. The brute force attack was giving Dematoss very deep wounds, he was screaming in pain. BUT, Dematoss noticed something, Ancalagon attack was for the kill, he was concentrating on power rather than speed. He had only one chance to get away from this attack. Dematoss closed his eyes...using his remaining magic and strength, he suddenly moved away from the dragon at such a high rate of speed, that he seemed to just disappear with a loud thunderous sound. ancalagon looked in amazement as the dragon once before him was just gone, but Dematoss was not gone, her was behind the dragon and he reached around with his blood covered talon and ripped three very large gashes into the throat of Ancalagon, causing him to open his mouth and scream very loudly. Dropping Asren, which was Dematoss' plan in the first place, he grabbed her from behind Ancalagon and held her to his chest gently in his talons. Dematoss then took a deep breath and unleashed a hell blazon of sapphire blue flames over the back of the dragons head. The hottest flame a dragon cold produce. Strong or not, this would seriously wound Ancalagon, this fight was over...for the time being anyway. Dematoss had little strength left in him at all, But he placed Asren onto his saddle strapped to his back. I..need to get us to safety for now....then...I...need....rest Dematoss words to Asren alone, sounded weak, and brutally injured. He sounded awful, and he felt as bad as he sounded.
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