The Dragon and His Princess (syko & wolventears)
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				Title: <strong>The Dragon and His Princess (syko &amp; wolventears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>12-07-2012, 07:51:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s91/hislipsonmine/princess10.jpg)</div>Gwendolynn ran as soon as she heard the opening of the large wooden doors. Her father was finally back. Her heart was like a hammer in her chest as she ran down the steps to the entry hall, the soft leather of her shoes slapping against the stone. At the second to last step, she jumped to the bottom, never missing a beat as she flew through the halls. She practically tackled the man who had raised her, the fear that had been gripping her heart finally letting go at the sight of him. <br><br>"Father, thank the Gods you are home, safe and sound." She quickly pulled back, her hands on his arms as she looked him over. He was covered in soot and it looked like his cheeks and grey hair might have been singed, but other than that, she could see no injuries. He wore his typical chainmale and armor, metal that was very hard to get through and the best in the country. "Are you hurt? Do you need aide?" she asked hurriedly.<br><br>"No, girl. Nonsense. I feel great," he beamed. It was obvious he was quite happy with himself and the soldiers flanking him were quite happy as well. "We bested the dragon, taking care of it forever."<br><br>Her eyes widened. "You killed the beast then? It will no longer destroy our villages and farms?"<br><br>"No longer, daughter mine." As he spoke, a horse drawn cart was lead past the doorway they stood in, a large green scaled head, bloodied at the neck sitting inside. They had cut off the head, a mighty fine prize to have. <br><br>Pride blossomed within her. "Come father, we must celebrate. Dinner is about ready. It is a night to feast." As she said that, a servant greeted them with a bow and told them dinner was served. <br><br>The night went on merrily, the soldiers and king drinking, mead sloshing as they clinked and saluted. A small band played music and they drunkenly danced in celebration. Female servants were pulled onto laps, faces buried into their generous bussoms. Gwendoline laughed at their antics, enjoying the fun, but only to an extent. She was the King's daughter afterall. The captain of the guard danced with her, but he was an older man, and as she knew he fancied her, she didn't return those feelings. <br><br>By the end of the night, she was outside, walking inside her large garden. She had only had a little to drink, so she was still relatively sober, and one can only take so much from drunken soldiers. Her father had left hours before, this months mistress at his arm. She was used to it though and without her mother, this was the calmest thing about her life. <br><br>She walked slowly, breathing the floral scents in deeply and just enjoying the crisp night air. She picked a tulip and moved her strawberry blond hair to place it behind her ear. Such a pretty flower, and such a pretty pink, they were her favorite. <br><br>As she was bent, she noticed the mossy green with yellow and brown spots walking along her plants. "Oh, hello, little caterpillar," she said in a sweet voice, "I would prefere if you didn't eat my flowers." She picked it up gently and walked down a ways from her garden to the large oak tree that stood tall in her yard. Wild flowers grew beneath, so it was a perfect place for the little guy. "Her you are, little one." She knelt down and placed it on a leaf, a smile curving her pink lips as she sat completely unaware of what was about to happen. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dragon and His Princess (syko &amp; wolventears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syko</strong> on <strong>27-07-2012, 02:59:33</strong>
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				While peace reigned in Gwendolynn's little world, something was beginning to brew, far in the mountains where the king had just finished his quest.&nbsp; The second he landed, the male knew that something was amiss.&nbsp; He dropped the corpse of his prey--a large buck--and let his nose seek out what his mind was already starting to piece together.&nbsp; There was the scent of steel, sweat, charred flesh, and blood.&nbsp; His eyes narrowed as a growl escaped his lips, and the dragon slipped onto all fours, slowly stalking his way into the cavern.<br><br>As he got further into the cave, he started to speed up.&nbsp; There were trails of blood that led outside the cave, but there was one trail that couldn't have come from a human.&nbsp; His heart rose to his throat, and his arms and legs started to move swifter now, until he reached near the end of the cave.<br><br>Here, the smell was the worst.&nbsp; It was putrid, polluting the air that he was breathing.&nbsp; But that wasn't the reason he stopped, the reason all of time came crashing to a halt.&nbsp; Cornered like a rat, he found the headless body of his mate, surrounded by a few dead human bodies.&nbsp; He couldn't pull his eyes away, and it wasn't until his heart started beating again that he bellowed out a roar, echoing through the cave.<br><br>He picked up a dead soldier, looking the body over and tearing the surcoat from his body and examining it.&nbsp; He had seen men from this country before... he knew where they came from.&nbsp; He would have his revenge.<br><br>Faster than before, he bolted out of the cavern, taking to the sky while the sunlight shined off of his scales.&nbsp; With any luck, he would get there by nightfall, and have the cloak of darkness to shield his approach.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 06:46:13</strong>
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				Gwen had pulled a book from her satchel as she chose to sit beneath that tree, breathing in the crisp night air, and for once, not having to worry about their kingdom, she ended up staying their for a long while and falling asleep. She woke to a chill, and realized she was still outside in the garden. With a stretch and a yawn, she rose, making her way back into the castle. There were knights and maids asleep everywhere, cups of mead still in their hands as they dozed. <br><br>She made her way to her room where she undress on her own, sure her own handmaiden had already retired. It was still a breautiful night, so she pulled the curtain from her large stained glass window and opened it wide, to allow the breeze in. Slipping into bed, once her head hit the pillow, she instantly fell asleep. The excitement of the day had finally caught up with her, and she slept, feeling safe and sound in her bed. 
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				Post by: <strong>syko</strong> on <strong>31-07-2012, 21:54:19</strong>
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				The festivities had died down finally by the time the dragon was circling the air.&nbsp; Emerald green eyes stared down below, scanning the area slowly while he tried to find any of the royal family among those that were so drunk they were sleeping.&nbsp; He snarled and started for the towers, hoping that he was right in assuming the king or princess would be in one of them.<br><br>He smirked as his eyes caught a young, beautiful, strawberry blonde woman, fast asleep in the northwestern tower.&nbsp; He wheeled around once more, getting closer and listening for voices.&nbsp; When he heard none within, he dove in and the glass shattered from his entrance.&nbsp; He landed quickly, pulled the woman off her bed (blankets and all) and jumped right back out of the window, diving to gain some speed before opening his wings and taking toward the mountains once more.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>31-07-2012, 22:21:00</strong>
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				The sound of glass breaking caused her to bolt upright, waking her from her slumber. But what happened next was only a blur of movement as the blankets were picked up around her, locking her inside as if she were in a satchel. Her heart beat thunderously in her chest as she cried out for help, but within moments, she felt herself being risen into the air, her body no longer on a solid surface.<br><br>Her stomach dropped as she rose, the cold night air whiring through the fabric. She struggled and wriggled, but whatever had her, had a good hold on the blanket, keeping her firmly locked in place. The longer they flew, the colder the air got. She knew what that meant... They were headed to the mountains and there was only one thing that lived so high within them. <br><br>She screamed with every last bit of air in her lungs, causing the lack of air due to the elevation to make her dizzy and light headed. But it didn't stop her. She continued her screaming, yanking and pulling on the blanket around until she began to hyperventilate, which in turn lead to her passing out into unconsciousness. 
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				Post by: <strong>syko</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 03:04:07</strong>
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				He was impressed with how quickly it took her to finally pass out.&nbsp; With the amount of energy it took for her to scream and yell for that long, he would have thought her voice would give out, but fortunately for him, her consciousness faded about halfway along the flight.<br><br>With a sigh of relief, he continued to fly on, passing over fields and forests alike.&nbsp; Had she been able to see him, with the moonlight glimmering off his scales, she might have thought him a majestic beast.&nbsp; Frightening, but majestic.<br><br>Only about twenty minutes after she had passed out did he descend once more.&nbsp; Far gentler than the dive he performed earlier, he landed in a barren part of the mountain, in front of a long-abandoned cave.<br><br>He held the blanket up with his prize inside, listened, and started to go into the cave as she continued sleeping.&nbsp; When she woke, he wouldn't be within eyesight, and she was in a rather large, makeshift bed...
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>05-08-2012, 03:23:19</strong>
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				Gwen woke with a gasping breath, her throat sore from the screaming. Wherever she was was dimly lit, and her blanket was still wrapped around her. She paniced, lashing out and fighting against the fabric as she struggled to sit up. Unwrapping it from her body, she let her eyes adjust to find that she was in a makeshift bed of sorts, a large bed of soft fabrics and the like. <br><br>Her arms circled her torso as tears filled her eyes. She looked around frantically, but saw nothing but the mouth of the cave a ways ahead. The mouth of the cave!<br><br>She stood, tripping over her own feet as she propelled herself forward towards the entrance. She didn't see the dragon, but he would be there somewhere, and she planned to make that as far away from her as possible. But as she skidded to a halt just outside, she was dismayed to find out how high they were into the mountain, the ground, so far far away. <br><br>She collapsed to her knees, her hands gripping the edge, her knuckles turning white from the pressure. "Help!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, "Help me!" But being so high in the mountains, her words were only carried away in the wind where no ears could hear. 
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				Post by: <strong>syko</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 15:39:50</strong>
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				"It might be a while before your voice reaches the ears of your fellow man, maiden." A dark, soul-shaking voice told her from above.&nbsp; Now she could see her captor in all his glory.&nbsp; Crimson scales covered his body, with his chest scales being an even deeper shade of red.&nbsp; His ocean-blue eyes were focused on the horizon, it seemed, as his thick and strong tail slowly swayed back and forth.&nbsp; His wings were folded against his back, but she could only imagine that they would be enormous in order to carry such weight.&nbsp; After all, he had to be almost twice as tall as the average man, and she would find it hard to locate any fat on his tall, muscular body.<br><br>"No, I fear you're going to be stuck here for some time," he told her, and as he spoke she would see one of his other natural weapons; long, sharp teeth that could easily tear something in half.&nbsp; Two long, black horns extended back from his skull.<br><br>"I would also strongly suggest against a jump from here.&nbsp; I've seen animals try it before... It ends poorly for them."<br><br>He jumped down from his perch, landing gracefully next to her, "...So you are the princess, aren't you?"
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 19:21:28</strong>
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				At the sound of the deep voice, she turned slowly, her eyes landing on the beast that had kidnapped her. They widened but she stayed in place, fear freezing her as he spoke. The dragon was enormous, and for a second, she even thought his scaled body beautiful before she forcefully reminded herself that he had stolen her from her bed, and planned to imprison her in this mountainous cave. When he spoke, she caught site of large dagger like teeth within his maw, that alone scared her even more. His body was even heavily muscled so there was no hope in her fighting him. <br><br>When he hopped from his perch, she squeeked and managed to her feet. He knew she was the princess so he must know how much leverage he would have over the kingdom. She backed away from him. "There was only supposed to be one of you," she whispered, her voice hoarse, "and my father killed it." <br><br>Her foot stepped upon a loose stone, rolling it out from under her, but she had forgotten about the ledge and had stepped right upon it, only the open air to her back. Her eyes widened for a whole different matter as her arms flailed, trying to propell herself forward. But it was too late, she was already falling backwards. She let out another horrified scream, her throat feeling like it was ripping from the ferocity. 
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				Post by: <strong>syko</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 20:06:07</strong>
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				As she told him just how many there were supposed to be, he sneered at her and prepared a retort, but he heard the crumbling of stone under her feet.&nbsp; He lunged forward, but missed her by a foot as she fell to her death.<br><br>Of course, he couldn't let her just die on him now.&nbsp; The ever cunning mind that he had plotted something foul once more, and his lips twisted into a wicked grin as he watched her fall.&nbsp; It would be risky, but he allowed her to get half the length down the cliffside before diving off the edge, darting straight at her.<br><br>The fall would be enough of a thrill, but it was followed with the sight of this large beast coming crashing toward her.&nbsp; He made sure that he barely made the catch, his tail grabbing her leg and almost dislocating her ankle as he stopped her just five feet from ending up six feet under.&nbsp; He flapped his mighty wings in powerful strokes as he started back for the cavern.<br><br>Once they were back up, he laid her down and growled out, "As I said, that is NOT the smartest way down the cliff, girl." 
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 21:29:14</strong>
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				Her screams rushed through the wind as she plummeted, her night gown flapping around her, and how she wished it would take flight. This was not how she wished to die, falling thousands of feet and being turned into a smashed tomato at the bottom. <br><br>Her fall felt like forever before she saw the dragon dive from the cliff's edge, his crimson scales glistening in the moonlight. Another scream left her as his tail whipped out and latched onto her ankle. It hurt like all hell, and it caused her gown to fly down and around her arms, enveiling the golden curls between her legs and her pert breasts and pink nipples. But what brought the tears to her eyes was the fact that the ground below was so close. About her own height away. <br><br>Several minutes later, they were back to the cave, and the dragon laid her down upon the stone floor. She just laid there for a moment, uncaring of her nudity before slowly sitting up and righting her gown. The material was thin and almost gauzy, catching on the stones and pebbles beneath her. Soon it wouldn't even be worth wearing. <br><br>She pulled her knees to her chest as he growled at her, wrapping her arms around her legs and burying her face in them. The sobs wracked her body as she cried. She forced herself to stop though, remembering who and what she was. She was the princess for God's sake. She would not go unmissed. She raised her head and glared at the dragon before her. Even though her eyes were red and puffy from the tears, they still held fire as she spoke. <br><br>"My father will know what has happened and when he does, he will find you and slay you. Then your head will be on that cart, laying next to the other."
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				Post by: <strong>syko</strong> on <strong>16-08-2012, 00:27:22</strong>
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				When her words reached him, he stood there for but a moment, and it had almost seemed as if her threat had done something.&nbsp; Almost, until his wicked lips curled into a sneer, and he closed the distance between them, his face only inches from her own as he spoke slowly with his anger dripping off each word, "Let your father come.&nbsp; He is but a fool and a coward, and I'd love to watch him smash against the floor below for what he's done."<br><br>She could hear his tail whip the ground behind him as he vented his frustration physically, before storming past her.&nbsp; He didn't get but ten steps away before he turned around, "You don't seem to understand exactly what he has done, so let me enlighten you, Your Majesty.&nbsp; Had he come up here alone and found me and my mate alone, we would have both been able to fend for ourselves, and your father would be no more.&nbsp; However, it's quite common knowledge that a mother will put her own life before her child's, correct...?"<br><br>He would let those words alone linger in the air as he moved back into the cave...
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-08-2012, 02:19:22</strong>
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				She flinched as his tail slammed agianst the floor behind him, pebbles flying up into the air. He growled and snarled as he spoke, as if threatening her before stalking away. What had her jump to her feet was what he said next. <br><br>"How dare you!" she shouted, her voice heavy with anger. "My father would never harm a child, even if it were a dragon. Children are not evil. They only become so due to the ones who raised them." This, she believed wholeheartedly. She hadn't even seen the body of a child, only the head of an adult dragon. But that was beside the point.&nbsp; "He would never do such a thing."<br><br>Her face was red with anger, the attitude of a princess coming out full swing. Who did this creature think he was? He was nothing but a beast. And she told him as such. "You are nothing but an evil wyrm. My father did the kingdom a favor killing your mate so you couldn't reproduce and pollute this world with more evil." <br>
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				Post by: <strong>syko</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 02:39:32</strong>
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				Her words seeped into his mind, slowly poisoning his thoughts.&nbsp; She could see his lip curl as he snarled at her, lowering himself into a position where he could tackle her off the edge of the cliff--and not catch her this time.&nbsp; It was at the very last second of this poor choice that his conscious got the better of him, and prevented his legs from springing at her to shred her like the robe she wore.<br><br>Instead, the bottled energy and rage formed words, which almost came out as a roar from his lips as he spewed them, "If you're so knowledgeable about what occured up here while neither you or I were present, you tell me why I found a damned hammer of your kingdom, buried hilt deep in my mate's egg!&nbsp; Did some doppleganger or intruder slip in here in the few hours I was gone, coincidentally, so frame your pitiful father?!"<br><br>He fell forward, looking more intimidating on four--as a savage beast would--than how he looked when he was standing upright, "Why is it that he attacked us, when we haven't even flown over your kingdom in over a hundred years?!"
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 02:52:42</strong>
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				Her mouth hung agape at his accusations. Did he think her a fool? That she was just a spoiled princess who only cared about herself and what she was given? <br><br>He was in a defensive stance now, acting like the true beast he was, but it mattered not. If she were to die defending her king and kingdom, than so be it. She stalked forward, stopping only a foot away from him. "If he did such a thing, than show me!" He of course wouldn't be able to give her proof, and she was sure she had caught him in a lie now. But doubt was beginning&nbsp; to well up in her chest. She didn't show it, sure he was a liar, but her father did indeed weild a hammer. One with the family crest. That, however, was common knowledge, once again giving allowing her to be sure he was lying. <br><br>"As for flying over our kingdom, you are the only dragon within twenty miles of the land. Of course it had been you and your evil mate who brought havoc and chaos into our lives."
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				Post by: <strong>syko</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 04:21:16</strong>
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				His eyes widened as she said this, "Hold it!&nbsp; I believe that you have been fooled, good princess, for we have stuck to the skies of the mountains rather than flying above your precious kingdom."<br><br>they were beyond words at this point, and he was a man of action... Or beast... Or beastman?&nbsp; Regardless, he huffed out a heavy breath as she asked for proof.<br><br>"Fine.&nbsp; The answer should be simple enough, if he had returned without it, but I shall show you what you so desire."<br><br>He stood up on his feet once more and whipped around, almost hitting her ankles with his tail as he started back into the cavern.<br><br>It only took a short time with his pace to get to the branch of the cavern.&nbsp; She knew there was something wrong the moment they turned to go down this tunnel as a scent that should be unfamiliar to her filled her nose.&nbsp; His mind knew the scent well.&nbsp; Blood, death, decay...<br><br>He slowed considerably when they neared the end of the cave, and he took in a deep breath and released a stream of fire, which caught a torch that held the light.&nbsp; But it didn't take the torchlight to burn the sight of an enormous egg split in half into her mind, with the familiar sight of the warhammer's hilt sticking from it.&nbsp; Worse off still was the sight of his mate, who was yet to be buried, and headless at this point.<br><br>"Say what you wish.&nbsp; Your father is the true monster here.&nbsp; At least I've allowed you to live."<br><br>While the sight sunk in for her, he started to walk back, but sat at the opening to this part of the cavern.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 07:45:54</strong>
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				The sudden change in smell had her quickly holding her hand to her face, as if that would keep it at bay. Her eyes widened as he breathed fire to light a torch, but what got her was the sight in that small cavern. <br><br>The female, or what was left of her laid beside an egg, a delicate splayed if it had been wrapped around it. The egg, speckled an a pretty reds and blues, was now cracked, chunks missing with the hammer stuck inside. She gulped as she caught sight of that familiar crest. <br><br>He walked past her, but she eas unable to look at him, unable to take her eyes from the horrible sight. He was right. She had merely been protecting her young and they had cornered her. She remembered now as she looked at the now dull sapphire scales of the female's body, that the dragon who ravaged their kingdom was indeed emerald in color. Neither of which either of these dragons were.<br><br>Tears welled up in her eyes as she fell to her knees. He wasn't the monster here. She was. Her father was. They hadn't even stopped to ask and her father had murdered that poor baby, before it had even had a chance to take it's first breath. <br><br>She sat there like that for awhile before standing and walking out of the small room. She found him sitting himself, and she coukd see the sadness within him. Not only had he lost his mate, he had lost his child. It broke her heart. <br><br>"I will help you bury them," she said softly, her voice cracking from the crying. "It is the least I can do. Then, you can kill me. Take your vengeance out on me and please, not my kingdom. Just because the King is a monster, does not mean my people are." She sat beside him, her knees coming up to her chest as she waited for his response.
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				Post by: <strong>syko</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 23:26:24</strong>
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				He said nothing as she offered her condolences.&nbsp; Up until this very moment, he had managed to escape the true reality of the situation.&nbsp; Rage was a wonderful fuel to drive one to madness, but he hadn't allowed himself to mourn the passing of his mate and child.&nbsp; He had the experience throughout his lifetime to make it so that he was able to hold his feelings within, but his mind was still racing.&nbsp; He wouldn't allow his mind to descend into the depths of self blame nor self pity.&nbsp; He knew that if he hadn't gone to fetch food for his mate, they would have passed away from hunger--but it still made him furious that he wasn't there to protect them...<br><br>He gave her a nod to acknowledge her words, before standing up once more.&nbsp; No matter how well he could hide his thoughts, when he spoke she could easily detect a faint quiver in his voice when he told her, "Your fate doesn't hold death anytime soon... And I'm not the fool your father is.&nbsp; I'm not going to exterminate without reason, your people are safe."<br><br>He moved back into the cavern.&nbsp; Without proper tools, it was going to be considerably more difficult to bury them.&nbsp; He looked over to her, however, letting her know, "Our traditions differ from your own.&nbsp; We are... A little closer, in thought, to the phoenix.&nbsp; We burn the remains of our kin, in order to let their souls be reborn in the afterlife..."
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 23:55:45</strong>
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				She heard the faint quiver in his voice, but he was doing well to hold himself strong. After so much, she herself would have been torn to pieces. She understood why he had acted as he did but why then if he weren't going to kill her, had he taken her captive. At the moment though, she didn't ask. <br><br>Instead, she stood and followed after him. It was a a beautiful thing he spoke of. To be reborn in the afterlife. Her people didn't believe in that. "Alright, is there anything you need me to help with?" She assumed he would provide the fire, he was a dragon after all. Other than that, she didn't know what she could do. She dared not touch the body of his mate or the egg. She didn't want to upset him further. 
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				Post by: <strong>syko</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 00:40:08</strong>
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				He took in a breath so that his thoughts could be sorted out, rather than being the tangled, twisted mess they were currently.&nbsp; He looked over the scene, before moving to the hammer.&nbsp; He grabbed it and effortlessly lifted it from the wreckage that remained.&nbsp; She could see him shudder at the disgusting sound that it made as it was pulled from the smashed egg.&nbsp; Regardless of what he had experienced, nothing could have prepared him for that... Noise.<br><br>&nbsp;"I want you to throw this off the edge of the cliff.&nbsp; I don't want to see it again..."<br><br>He would wait for her to leave before he took in a deep breath, and released a long stream of fire that ignited the remains of the two dragons.&nbsp; He waited for a few minutes, making sure the bodies were truly ablaze before he left the cavern.&nbsp; He used his claws and tail to carve into the area above this cavern, before slamming his fists against the side of it, to knock it all loose and cover the entrance to this section of the cavern.&nbsp; The smoke would seep out for some time, until the blazes died down.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dragon and His Princess (syko &amp; wolventears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 02:02:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She flinched at the sound of him pulling the hammer from the egg. It was almost sickening, and she could see the anguish on his face. She took the weapon from him, and it was heavy in her slender hands. She took it out of the cavern, to the edge of the cliff and chucked it with all her might. Tears ran down her cheeks as she watched it become smaller and smaller. <br><br>A loud crash had her spinning, running to see if the collapse had caught him inside. She practically ran into him but managed to skid to a stop, seeing that he had caused this part of the cave to collapse and seal away his mates body and their unborn egg. She stood there for what seemed like hours, just watching the smoke seep from between the cracks. <br><br>"What is your name?" she asked, suddenly desiring to know. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dragon and His Princess (syko &amp; wolventears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syko</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 04:33:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The clawing, the physical exertion of making the tunnel cave cleared out plenty of stress in his mind and body.&nbsp; By the time she got back to him, he had taken in a deep breath and relaxed considerably.&nbsp; Time would allow him to heal, but for now...<br><br>"Rah'Zuul," he told her as he turned away from the rocks and moved back toward the mouth of the cave.&nbsp; Warmth would do his cold-blooded body some good right about now.&nbsp; He had made sure that there was no way for anyone to get to the remains.&nbsp; After all, he had heard that certain smiths were able to make weapons from the bones of a dragon...<br><br>"What about yours, princess?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dragon and His Princess (syko &amp; wolventears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 07:44:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She followed him without thought, wanting nothing more than to comfort him. Beauty and the beast, she thought solemnly but in truth he wasn't the beast. She was. Her people were. Her father was. And all because he believed things different then them were automatically evil. Granted the dragon whom destroyed their villages was, thriving of the desteuction, it didn't mean this dragon was as well. That was like saying all humans were as caring as she was. Something she knew for a fact wasn't true.<br><br>"Gwendolynn," she whispered as she stood beside him outside the cave. It was cooler outside, but still relatively warm in this summer month. Her arms were circled around her, as if hugging herself. The guilt she felt was strong and had begun tearing her apart inside the moment she had laid eyes on her father's hammer within that egg.<br><br>In a way, she grieved with him. But there was no way to tell him without the possibility of disrespecting him and he had been hurt enough for one day. She sat then, looking towards tbe eastern mountains as the sun began to rise, wondering what would become of her. If he hadn't planed one killing her, what did he plan?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dragon and His Princess (syko &amp; wolventears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>syko</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 04:01:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded to her and sat down where he was.&nbsp; He didn't want a repeat of what had happened earlier in the day to reoccur, so he made sure that they stayed plenty away from the edge.&nbsp; He gestured to the ground beside him; it was a far cry from her comfortable seats back in the castle, but at least he was offering to let her near him.<br><br>Rather than having her try her best to console him, he turned the tables on her, "...Understand, then, Gwendolynn, that I place none of this blame on your shoulders, nor your people--well, except the knights."<br><br>He looked over to her, "It was solely your father's motivation to get to me and my mate.&nbsp; I'm not petty enough to take out such a sin on his daughter... But he must be made to pay in some form or another.&nbsp; I... Have yet to decide his fate, but be sure I will have a hand in this."<br><br>His eyes moved back to the horizon and he watched it, his mind deep in thought.&nbsp; He knew what he could do, but... No, he was certain that this simple girl wasn't the right one for such a role.
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