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 Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 9:04 pm
BLOODLINES: BACK TO THE PACT WITH THE DRAGON KINGDOM
*Intro
*Plot
* BEGIN!
*Rules
*Characters/ Profiles
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 9:11 pm
BLOODLINES: BACK TO THE PACT WITH THE DRAGON KINGDOM
*Intro
*Reserved Posts
*Rules
*Plot
*Characters/ Profiles
*BEGIN!!
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Okay, so here is the beginning of a 1x1 roleplay with Izzy and Mollie having to do in the Renaissance and also has Dragons! HUZZAH! Now, since we all dont want me to give away everything in the introduction....that is all.
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 4:39 pm
BLOODLINES: BACK TO THE PACT WITH THE DRAGON KINGDOM
*Intro
*Reserved Posts
*Rules
*Plot
*Characters/ Profiles
*BEGIN!!
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Two kingdoms. Bitter Enemies. Blood filled battlefield.
So many lives were lost in the heat of battle, and some saved, but between the two kingdoms one had a very powerful ally:
The Dragon Kingdom.
In her family's history, Shayla's great-great grandfather made a blood bound Oath to The King of the Dragons, to protect each other like they were their own, and if anything were to happen, the children would be put under the care of the other.
Shayla's family is assassinated during a vacation to the desert, but she barely gets away with her life, only to collapse halfway to her destination and to be found by but a lowly human guard from her families dragon allies.
She knew little about them, but what she didn't know was that she was to be betrothed to a man who was raised by the dragons and was crowned their prince, and like all the other dragons, he was also one. Handsome in his human guise, but beautiful and strong nonetheless.
Not remembering anything of the most recent events, she is brought to the prince and although there is some mutual distrust in the beginning...they grow to become good friends...perhaps more?
The battle between Shayla's kingdom and their enemy kingdom of Ogarr rages on, but instead of their focus being on Huntsburg, it is now focused on the Crystal City! The heart of the dragon kingdom.
What will happen next? Will everyone live? Die? Or will love conquer all?
We can only wait and see........
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 9:19 pm
BLOODLINES: BACK TO THE PACT WITH THE DRAGON KINGDOM
*Intro
*Rules
*Plot
*Characters/ Profiles
*BEGIN!!
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***RuLeS!!!!***
1) PLEASE Follow the gaia ToS. (Yup, had to put this in here. XD)
2) NOT even gonna put a rating, cuz this RP is just me 'n' Izzy. And we don't care. smile Cuz we rock like that.
3)No nudity, profanity, blah blah blah I decided this rule sucked and should be taken out of the rulebook. XD
4) Please stay in character and only godmode if its okay with the other party, or if truly necessary to make your post relevant.
5)At LEAST 6 sentences. Just so we have enough to go off of. wink
6) LITERACY IS GOD AND THE BEST THING EVER INVENTED!!!!!!
7) Any Questions? Just revert back to your concience. It'll tell you what to do. wink If that doesnt work, just listen to the little angel and devil on your right and left shoulder until you go insane. Thats always fun.
*~ *~*~*~*~*~*HaVe FuN!!!*~*~*~*~*~*~*
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 9:53 pm
BLOODLINES: BACK TO THE PACT WITH THE DRAGON KINGDOM *Intro *Rules *Plot *Characters/ Profiles *BEGIN!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *-*-*-*ChArAcTeR PrOfIleS*-*-*-* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Profile layout[color=teal][size=9]
[b]Who am I?[/b]
[b]This year I am.....[/b] (age)
[b]Oh! I can reach the high shelves?[/b] (height)
[b]Okay. I swear. I'm not THAT fat.[/b] (weight)
[b]I have....hair![/b] (hair style/color)
[b]OoOoOh. Do my eyes really change color?[/b] (eye shape/color)
[b]To be or not to be?[/b](Dragon or human?)
[b]I was born as a.......[/b] (gender)
[b]History is an amazing thing.....[/b] (Biography/Past)
[b]This is me![/b] (A picture. Or a link to one)
[b]What....is your favorite color?![/b] (Font color. DuH!)
[b]And my puppet master is....[/b] (gaia name)
[/color][/size] +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Mollie's Profile:
Who am I? Shayla Mae Koryu, Princess of Huntsberg
This year I am..... 17
Oh! I can reach the high shelves? 5'5"
Okay. I swear. I'm not THAT fat. 125 lbs.
I have....hair! Long, wavy. Brunette.
OoOoOh. Do my eyes really change color? Almond shape. Indigo color.
To be or not to be? Human
I was born as a....... Female
History is an amazing thing..... Shayla is the youngest of her siblings, so not exactly the first in line for her kingdom's crown. She is lithe and slender, and a very outgoing spunky person. She is somewhat fragile in the fact that she is definitley a klutz, although she attempts with all her might to be graceful. She can be very quiet and shy, and slightly sensitive and emotional, but otherwise, has a very fresh and innocent feel. Shayla sometimes has a hard time trusting people in the very beginning, but once she becomes close to someone, her protective instincts kick in, and she sticks to them like glue.
This is me! Shayla
What....is your favorite color?! dark magenta
And my puppet master is.... twilight_vampiress1676
Izzy's Profile: Who am I? Gulnozzdyn Veszinid'erd "Dinin" Myneld
This year I am..... 239
Oh! I can reach the high shelves? 5' 8"
Okay. I swear. I'm not THAT fat. 10,000 lbs.
I have....hair! Shorn short, golden hair
OoOoOh. Do my eyes really change color? Green, oval
To be or not to be? Dragon
I was born as a....... Male
History is an amazing thing..... Gulnozzdyn Veszinhisid'erd Myneld was born the crown prince of the dragon kingdom. As was their custom, when he came of age, he was given his first Xana; his favorite by far came later however: Liante. Just thinking about her made him smile. Recently, he learned that he was engaged to a human female from a neighboring kingdom; he had never learned her name.
This is me! Dragon
Human
What....is your favorite color?! Silver
And my puppet master is.... The Diamond God
Who am I? Liante Di'viir
This year I am..... 75
Oh! I can reach the high shelves? 5' 3"
Okay. I swear. I'm not THAT fat. 98 lbs.
I have....hair! Long, wavy brown hair
OoOoOh. Do my eyes really change color? Slanted, amber
To be or not to be? Human
I was born as a....... Female
History is an amazing thing..... Liante was born a Xana many years past in a kingdom far, far away. But as was on par with their treaty, the dragon kingdom took a number of the race as slaves and hostages from their home state and brought them to the dragon kingdom; Liante was one of them. She was given to House Myneld, as she was a particularly beautiful specimen, in the Xana's opinion. Dinin's father passed Liante onto him, to become one of his many personal Xana. However, Liante and Dinin were of a like mind on a great many opinions and grew close; she proudly carries the surname of "Di'viir," meaning "chosen" in the draconic tongue, in reference to royalty. Dinin had awarded Liante with it when she'd become his favorite.
This is me! Liante Di'viir
What....is your favorite color?! Light blue
And my puppet master is.... The Diamond God
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 9:55 pm
BEGIN! We Are Now Open after my first post!! ^__________^
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 10:06 pm
The wood in her vacation home crackled as the flames licked them and danced around each room. She could do nothing but stand and stare, horrified at the scene before her.
Her family had been murdered, and her home, well, vacation home rather, was being burned to the ground.
She pushed burning embers out of her way as she forced her way out, the only one left alive, and flames burned her skin, bringing tears to eyes. Coughing and breathing heavily, she was barely able to make it out before the building collapsed, and she dove out behind a cliff, falling against it and weeping.
Shayla had lost everything she knew and loved within the past hour, and the only things she had left were her mother's locket, and her father's holy sword. Which, she had determined, would not be given up without a fight.
Quickly beating out the last flame that had caught her gown, she staggered to her feet and started the long trek across the desert to the Dragon kingdom. She had no idea where she was going, but she knew to go west, as her father had always told her to do if she needed help.
Without any food or water, and only a holy sword for defense, she went as far as half way across the desert before she collapsed and realized she was too weak to go any farther.
"Oh Ma...Pa...I'm so sorry...I failed to get help....I guess I'll die out here after all...."
She said these words weakly, her body covered in scrapes, bruises, horrible burns and bloodied cuts that if not treated, would be sure to become infected.
And with those last few tears, blackness overcame her, and a bright blue light enveloped her body (unknowingly to her), seeming to come from the holy sword at her side, as a beacon of distress to the dragon empire from her family.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 5:42 pm
Gulnozzdyn Veszinid'erd "Dinin" Myneld soared high above the empty wastelands boarding his future kingdom, Liante mounted between the shoulder blades; she was his chosen companion today. She was a Xana, a fairy nymph of extraordinary beauty who's race was believed to live in fountains, rivers, waterfalls or forested regions with pure water. Today, Liante had her hair pinned up with a silved comb woven from a moonbeam itself. A sudden spark of light in the distance caught Dinin's eye; he began to descend in a lazy swirl. He landed a short distance away and waited until Liante had slid off her shoulders skillfully to shift to his smaller, human form. Dinin moved over to Shayla, crouching over her.
"It's a girl."
Liante's dainty noise curled up in mild disgust.
"It's a human girl. A mortal."
He examined her, running his eyes up and down her limp form carefully; besides the annoyingly bright sword at her side, there wasn't much to identify her. Dinin sighed, standing.
"We need to take her back, Di'viir. She needs help."
He shifted back as quickly as he'd shifted in the first place, ignoring his Xana's complaints. With a careful claw, he picked Shayla up and placed her on his back.
"No, Dinin, no! She's just a...she's just some peasant girl; you have no obligations to her."
"Are you coming, or are you going to walk?"
With a stubborn look, Liante mounted up; she reluctantly held onto Shayla so she wouldn't fall off when Dinin stroked off for the clouds again. Within the hour, they were flying in friendly territory and within reach of Dinin's father's surgeons. Dinin landed and Liante carried Shayla off of her master's back so he could change again. Dinin took the limp girl back, and carried her to the hospital wing himself.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 7:38 pm
After Dinin had taken her to the hospital wing, she was lied down on a soft bedding, and her mother's locket fell from her grasp. It had the emblem of Huntsberg and its royalty, immediatly identifying who she was.
The other locket was clasped about her neck, it was simpler in design, but still the same emblem.
Locket was delacite and intricate and on the back was engraved the name "Shayla Mae Koryu" in a beautiful calligraphy. This proved she was no peasant.
Her burns would be treated, along with her other wounds and clothes would be provided....but the real surprise wouldn't come until she awoke sometime later.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 8:31 pm
Before Dinin could leave the room, he heard the small locket hit the ground. He bent to retrieve and sucked in a small breath, recognizing immediately the House symbol etched into the metal. He glanced between the locket and unconscious and much abused apparent daughter of the royal House. Carefully, he set the necklace down on the nightstand nearest Shayla.
"Liante, watch her. Don't let her leave if she wakes up."
He hurried out of the room to go find his father, trusting in his Xana to protect the lost princess. Liante may have been small but she was feisty and more then proficient in her fighting abilities, both magical and otherwise. Liante settled onto an over-stuffed cushion in one corner of the room, curling her long legs up beneath her form, amber eyes locked on the steadily-breathing Shayla. Doctors and surgeons entered and treated the princess and left again; Liante hardly seemed to notice them, as did Shayla. Dinin was still not back and Shayla was still unconscious. Liante fingered a small, highly enchanted dirk at her waist. Perhaps that is for the best... She smiled darkly at her own depressing humor. Speaking almost to herself, Liante spoke up in her light, almost sing-song voice.
"Little mortal, you've come to a dangerous place. Dragons are fickle creatures, worse then even the fey..."
Liante heard a noise outside the door. In a half of a mortal's heartbeat, she was at the door, dirk drawn; she did not much like this little mortal lying limp on the bed, but her lord had ordered her to watch him. She yanked open the door, dirk poised to sow death...only to have it turned aside against just air; Liante didn't try again, recognizing Nhildia, a fellow Xana, from Dinin's harem; she was his head magician, as their folk went. Liante dropped her eyes down to Nhildia's waistline, to her faintly glowing belt.
"Still using that old thing?"
"D'anthe uss, you always were too dagger happy. Our lord wished for me to join you. It seems...he doesn't quite trust you."
Nhildia smiled carefully at Liante and pushed past her into the room, ignoring Liante's muttered "Maelthra shu..."Reluctantly she sheathed her dirk, shut the door and returned to her seat. The two concubines didn't speak, but stared at various locations around the room that weren't each other.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 8:48 pm
Her eyes fluttered, and slowly, she opened her eyes, her vision blurry as she tried to make sense of where she was.
"Wha--"
Her vision cleared and she froze.
Instant fear and a slight shyness rose up within her, and she saw the two Xanas beside her.
"W-Who are you? Where am I?"
Her indigo eyes frantically searched the room and her hands instantly went to her neck and she breathed out a sigh of relief.
Her locket was still there.
She tried to move but sucked in a breath and bit her lip to keep her from crying out in pain.
"I can't remember....what happened....much less who I am...."
Shayla knew her name, she knew she was from Huntsberg, but she had been so traumatized, she forgot everything else about herself....and probably wouldn't remember until she talked to someone later in the day.
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 2:53 pm
Liante and Nhildia were standing over Shayla's beside the moment she made signs of stirring. They glanced up at each other and then towards the door.
"Our lord..."
Nhildia nodded; she'd guessed at where Liante was going with it.
"I will go get him. Don't kill her."
She brushed out of the room as easily as she'd brushed in, closing the locking the door behind her. Liante turned back to Shayla, examining her at her leisure; she wasn't bad looking, for a human and that additional spark of intelligence in her eyes added a little...extra, she thought. Still. She's just a mortal. Liante remembered Shayla had spoken. Somewhat thickly, the Xana answered in the crude human tongue she'd heard the princess using.
"You were in the desert, to the west. My lord rescued you. He will be here soon."
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 6:21 pm
"Th-the desert? Why would I be there?"
She stopped short when a vision of orange and red tongues of flame danced in her minds eye, and the sinking feeling of despair as she realized her parents perished. She couldn't remember why she was feeling the way she was, but it was painful....and she was determined to find out why.
"I-I don't know why.....but suddenly....I feel like a piece of my heart is missing.....its a horrible feeling...."
Tears sprang the the young princesses eyes,
"I don't even know why I'm crying....."
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 6:45 pm
Liante resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Then don't cry. She smiled indulgently down at Shayla, not bothering to try and answer questions she didn't know the answer to. Her hand dropped to her dirk when the door opened a few minutes later; she removed it with a true smile when she saw Dinin brush through the door, Nhildia and another dragon guard from his personal contingency. She stepped back from the bed, giving him full access to the bed.
"She is speaking, my lord, but doesn't seem to know our tongue."
Dinin nodded, stepping up to the bed. He switched to Shayla's crude tongue.
"I am prince Gulnozzdyn Veszinid'erd, of the Royal House Myneld. Small folk most often simply call me 'Dinin.' My father's scribes tell me the inscription on your locket is of the royal House of the human kingdom to the west. We reviewed the archives, only to find an inordinate amount of females in their line. Now, the only question is, who are you."
His green eyes flicked over towards the locket still sitting on the side table; Dinin looked back towards Shayla.
"I found you, lying in the desert. You were broken and beaten, burned and singed, dehydrated and starved. If you are royalty, then what were you doing in the Deep Desert, away from any supplies, or guards? Just who are you?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 7:11 pm
"I-I can't remember....all I remember is flames....and screaming...."
She took off her own locket,
"This locket is my own....My name is Shayla....but that's all I can remember...I-I'm sorry...m'lord."
Shayla was shaking, her eyes averted to her clasped hands, and a few tears fell.
"And I can't figure out why....it feels like a part of my heart is missing....."
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