Dames, Dragons and Dangerous Games (Kertaro & Zombie)
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				Title: <strong>Dames, Dragons and Dangerous Games (Kertaro &amp; Zombie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 01:00:38</strong>
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				Roslyn Elaine really considered being a princess a persuasion she played flawlessly. Her movements commanded attention and in every aspect of her life she craved it like some sick little girl with a desperate obsession. Into her early twenties she was to be searching for a proper suitor. But fancy dressed princes in lace didn’t suite her style. Haughty as she was, they were just not good enough to wrap a band on her delicate finger. After six months of pushing Roslyn to choose, the king and queen saw fit to cut her off from society refusing to allow her to attend any formal functions until she should make a decision on which courtier to marry. This angered Roslyn, but it wasn’t until people began ignoring her that she really through a fit, scheming up some dramatic plot in order to call every eye to her attention. <br><br>It was late in the evening, moon casting president over shapes, and shadows, when the lovely Roslyn slipped from her bedroom balcony with little more than a few changes of clothes and some coins. If the guards had been doing their job instead of drinking, playing cards and courting maidens, Roslyn would have found it a far bit more difficult to cut across the castle moat and flee to the woods. Lady Luck was on her side tonight. Nobody noticed her silhouette slide into the forest brush. <br><br>Impetuous and angry she fled head on into the woods not stopping to mark where she was or where she had been. It wasn’t until angry branches clasped her dress and strange animals crossed her path that she deemed this a losing game and decided to head home. But the further she had traveled the more she had lost herself within the thick dense trees, the castle towers were nowhere to be seen. However there was a large hilltop within the distance. Maybe if she should climb to the top she would find the proper way to go. <br><br>The break of day was chilly and she was a beacon in the light. With hair like rivulets of gold clinging to the satin skin of her pale shoulders, she could be seen quite easily amongst the dark pine. She had not though things through ahead of time and still wore her evening gown, once white but now dingy at the fringe. Despite her aptitude for feigning weakness in the presence of suitors she was quite strong. Long legs and well formed hips allowed her to travel a long span of distance in a short amount of time. Roslyn found herself at a clearing beneath the hill just as the sound of wind drew her attention towards the heavens. <br><br>At first she didn’t know what to make of the beast. It’s powerful claws clutching her tight enough to keep her from pulling free, but delicately enough that the only pain she felt was pressure. Roslyn was breathless as she ascended up and away from the ground and then the extent of what was happening hit her like a cold wind. “Hey! Where are you taking me? Put me down you foul thing.” She screamed and kicked, dug her hands into rough skin. Her efforts were in vain because they continued to head far above what she had ever planned to go. <br><br>Eventually she was let down and stared into the eyes of the most handsome and frightening wonder she could have ever imagined. As the dragon opened its mouth and bellowed a strong guttural screech to the skies above, Roslyn stood dumbfounded. “You’re a…” Dragons had been spotted in the area but they rarely came close enough to the castle to stir up trouble. How far had she traveled?&nbsp; Where she was now? She stepped out of the mouth of the cave and looked across the vast space of forest which stood between her and her wonderful castle. They would certainly be missing her now. Despite the obvious monstrous threat, all she could do was sprout a wide grin and upturn an eyebrow. This would certainly show the king and queen. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dames, Dragons and Dangerous Games (Kertaro &amp; Zombie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 01:48:28</strong>
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				Freedom was an amazing thing. Soaring through the night sky he enjoyed the nice feeling of the cool dew forming on the tips of his leathery wings. Dipping down he rolled onto his back and looped through the air spinning in another direction. Coming down form the cloud cover he saw the castle looming in the distance and his stomach rumbled gently. It had been a few weeks since his last human kill. He had been subsiting on the local cows and deer. Human was such an exquisite taste though. Something about the fear that made them taste much sweeter then the mindless creatures. <br><br>Coming up along the edge of the human village outside the castle he scanned for any foolish soul out and about in the wee morning hours. Not spying anyone he curled his lip in annoyance. Turning back towards the shelter of his lair he settled on grabbing a cow along the way. Dipping lower he was startled then to find a white gleaming morsel shining in the first glint of the day. It was moving fast up and across the hilltop and he smiled to himself. Usually the hunters he snagged were well hidden. This fool must be begging for his jaws. Dipping lower he flapped speeding up quickly. Opening his rear claws he dipped low and snatched the scurrying figure up quickly. Pulling his wings quickly he rose back up into the air and into the clouds. <br><br>By the time he landed in his cave he was more then ready to pop the head off of this annoying and loud little creature. Incling his head he roared letting the sound echo in the chamber and off his glistening red scales. The torches themselves waivered with the sound and quite pleased he lowered his head hoping to see his prize cowering in fear. Instead she pushed past him to the mouth of the cave and looked out. She folded her arms and seemed quite pleased and he blinked in confusion. Sniffing the air he caught a scent of something pleasing, but not food as the breeze blew into the cave around her. The sun was now half on the horizon and he could see clearly this was no villager. He wondered just what her place was and decided he would speak to this one before hearing its bones crunch. Flicking his tongue out in annoyance he knew she could not get down. Walking deeper into the cave he breathed out a puff of smoke and then turned his bulk in the cave to face her. <br><br>"Escape is impossible" he spoke in a thick tone and let the smoke plume from his nostrils. "Your fate is sealed" he echoed hoping that she was not thinking about jumping to end her life before he could. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dames, Dragons and Dangerous Games (Kertaro &amp; Zombie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 07:28:26</strong>
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				She leaned over the edge of the cliff side and looked to either side of her. There was no way up except to either climb or fly. How was her knight supposed to ride in on horseback and rescue her? How long would they search before realizing that she was inside the cave? When they did find her how would they carry her down? This wouldn’t do. At some point she would just have to climb down on her own. Now was not the time for climbing, now was the time for waiting. She heard no reveille calling attention the search party, and heard no barking dogs. Right now they were probably thinking she was off on her own pouting. After a few days they would begin their search.&nbsp; <br><br>“Escape?” Roslyn poised the question as though it were the furthest thing from her mind. Green eyes sparkled in annoyance as she stood up and brushed off the knees of her gown. “My fate is not yours to decide.” She looked up into the mouth of the cave brazenly eyeing the dragons scales, colored as brightly as a raging inferno. This beast did look sinister, especially beneath the darkness of the cave. “But I have to confess you have done me a kindness sir. I was lost in the woods and now I can see my way home.” <br><br>Roslyn was not knowledgeable in the ways of dragons. The stories she heard were of knight battles and dragon slayings. Pretentious boys running up to caves and lobbing off the heads of sleeping beasts, gaining fame and fortune in doing so. Honestly Roslyn really wasn’t interested in knights as much as she just desired the role of a distressed demoiselle.&nbsp; “Ugh. I’m covered in forest goo. I can’t go back to my castle covered in forest goo.” Suddenly it seemed as though the dragon in the cave was the furthest thing from her mind. She completely turned her back on him and meandered around pulling small forest pine needles from her hair and tossing them into the wind. “This won’t do. How can a knight fall in love with a princess who is covered in pine needles?” Roslyn so very sure she would be leaving soon plopped down at mouth of the cave and began to toss her dirty clothes over the cliff side. She had brought a couple changes of clothes. Luckily enough they had stayed with her. It hadn’t occurred to her that it might be inappropriate to change clothes in front of a dragon. They were different species and he was just a silly lizard. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dames, Dragons and Dangerous Games (Kertaro &amp; Zombie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>31-05-2010, 18:20:58</strong>
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				Blinking slowly he pulled his head back and watched the very frustrating human speak to him as though he were a comman peasent. Flicking his tongue out in annoyance he waited listening to her prattle on as she pranced back and forth. Did she just say Princess? Rolling his eyes when he heard that he growled and shook his head. <br><br>Royalty meant trouble. Royalty meant money. Money could hire knights. Knights were a hassle. Looking over his shoulder he eyed the long scar in his left wing and flexed it remembering when he was younger. After a particularly stupid daylight raid he had been chased back to his lair by a knight on steed. He was younger then his lair being easier to get to and he was cocky. The pain the cold steel has caused in his delicate wing had been the wake up call he needed to live as long as he had now. <br><br>Watching her perched on the mouth of the cave he thought how easy it would be to flip around and send his tail slamming against her and watch her bounce down the mountainside. From the mouth of the cave though the breeze blowing through was filling his nostrils with his scent. Flaring out his nostrils he took in the scent and then moved to the mouth of the cave. His eyes took in her soft curving form and the creamy skin and was surprised to find it quite pleasing. She obviously was different from the leathery skinned and brown peasants. She was soft supple and her skin was almost white. <br><br>Lumbering up behind her he found a different urge rising instead of the urge to toss her off the cliff. Leaning down beside her ear he hissed softly "And just how will they climb here to rescue you wearing all that armor?" 
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