Tamasha white dragon like wings were folded around her as she laid out on a branch in a true reptile like style. Though her body seemed human features such as the two sharp horns on her head, tail, and deadly claws made her a monster and defintley someone to be considered the enemy of the story.
To kill everyone who crossed her path, that was her mission and that had been why she was conjured up. Well at least she knew why, she didn't know who did so and exactly where she came from. She was a demon, so did she come from the depths of hell? Did she have no soul and was just a weapon of torture, pain, and death?
...Then why were her eyes so blue? All the other demons she'd witnessed had red eyes showing that they weren't in control of themselves or their destiny.
So was she able too? Could she just lay down and say no, she didn't want to shed blood anymore? It didn't seem like she could, as though that ability beyond her control. She now served King and Country, and she was to roam this country side slaying all armies that opposed the land. It was her purpose, lifeforms were to serve their purpose.
She quickly snapped back to being alert as she heard horses apporach...it was time.
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Re: Behind Blue Eyes ( )
by Akieko94 on Sat Jul 19, 2008 7:59 pm
Her white cloak trailed behind her as her horses' galloped towards their destination. A large fleet followed behind her. She began to wonder why she thought she could change everything that was happening...that she could oppose the king and the country and stop all the killing. Maybe it was the tells that her mother had told her. That sometimes one person could change everything and make the world a better place. Maybe that was what she wanted. Maybe she believed that if she lead this fleet of soliders that she could change the world for the better. She smiled and then tightened the reins of her horse.
A wind blew against her blowing off the hood of her cloak revealing forest green hair and pale skin. Her skin was flawless and beautiful yet terrifyingly beautiful as she lead tha assult. Her bow was perched on her back, loaded with arrows that no matter how many she used... she all ways had more. This was the only thing she had other than the small protective spells that she had learned as a small child. She swallowed and then saw their destination. "You can do this Sumire...no worries. This is for everyone..." she whispered to herself her hands getting ready to give the signal
A wind blew against her blowing off the hood of her cloak revealing forest green hair and pale skin. Her skin was flawless and beautiful yet terrifyingly beautiful as she lead tha assult. Her bow was perched on her back, loaded with arrows that no matter how many she used... she all ways had more. This was the only thing she had other than the small protective spells that she had learned as a small child. She swallowed and then saw their destination. "You can do this Sumire...no worries. This is for everyone..." she whispered to herself her hands getting ready to give the signal
Darkness Covers My Eyes When I'm Not With You....
I am A lovER For INSIDE JoKeS!
Which Final Fantasy Character Are You?
Final Fantasy 7
I think that something inside of me is broken.....
And only you can fix it.
So much pain.....
I am A lovER For INSIDE JoKeS!
Which Final Fantasy Character Are You?
Final Fantasy 7
I think that something inside of me is broken.....
And only you can fix it.
So much pain.....
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The 51st Army was not the King's, but of the Concordiat's; An Empire bordering the kingdom and it's wretched Monarchy, the Concordiat has been at war for a long time, spanning many generations, and embittering the two nations to a point of no return.
[i]Constantin-Marie-Jean Chevrier, or Constantin, as he was known more common, stopped. He pulled back on the reins of his horse, and raised his left hand in apprehensively. He looked around, searching for the rusting noise that seemed to come from in front of him. His chainmail neckpiece rustled as he turned his head, the sun glinted off his polished steel galea(Roman Helmet). The sun glinted off the rest of his armor too, shining off his full set of Scalemail, and glinting on the pearl handle of shortsword resting in it's scabbard.
Halt!
The congregation of troops slowed, and packed together into a tight formation, expecting a sneak attack at any time now. They wore much less armor then their Commander, and a singe arrow shot could be lethal, instead of bouncing off the finely articulated Scalemail that Constantin wore. The Casters in the Group, Demons loyal to the Concordiat, took aim above the heads of the Legionaries, angeling their basic fire spells to fly above the heads of the rank-and-file, and fall directly in front of them, where the enemy would be standing.
Constantin looked at the forest, and shouted a warning. His voice was rough and gritty, hardened from years of Combat in the 51st of the Concordiat.
If these were men of the Kingdom, they would meet a swift death at the steel blades of the 51st. Constantin would make sure of that, and if they lived, it would only be for the worst when the Concordiat came again.
Who goes there?
Re: Behind Blue Eyes ( )
by Kronos on Sat Jul 19, 2008 8:06 pm
51st Army of the Concordiat
The 51st Army was not the King's, but of the Concordiat's; An Empire bordering the kingdom and it's wretched Monarchy, the Concordiat has been at war for a long time, spanning many generations, and embittering the two nations to a point of no return.
[i]Constantin-Marie-Jean Chevrier, or Constantin, as he was known more common, stopped. He pulled back on the reins of his horse, and raised his left hand in apprehensively. He looked around, searching for the rusting noise that seemed to come from in front of him. His chainmail neckpiece rustled as he turned his head, the sun glinted off his polished steel galea(Roman Helmet). The sun glinted off the rest of his armor too, shining off his full set of Scalemail, and glinting on the pearl handle of shortsword resting in it's scabbard.
Halt!
The congregation of troops slowed, and packed together into a tight formation, expecting a sneak attack at any time now. They wore much less armor then their Commander, and a singe arrow shot could be lethal, instead of bouncing off the finely articulated Scalemail that Constantin wore. The Casters in the Group, Demons loyal to the Concordiat, took aim above the heads of the Legionaries, angeling their basic fire spells to fly above the heads of the rank-and-file, and fall directly in front of them, where the enemy would be standing.
Constantin looked at the forest, and shouted a warning. His voice was rough and gritty, hardened from years of Combat in the 51st of the Concordiat.
If these were men of the Kingdom, they would meet a swift death at the steel blades of the 51st. Constantin would make sure of that, and if they lived, it would only be for the worst when the Concordiat came again.
Who goes there?
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Re: Behind Blue Eyes ( )
by Proclaimer on Sat Jul 19, 2008 8:09 pm
He watched from afar, using the water around him to prop himself up, he just stared down, watching silently. He knew what was coming, but would he dare stop it, maybe not, he could just let the chaos go on. The water twirling under him began to grow faster, ready to strike. Finally he did, quickly a flood of water rained down the top of the hills, coming straight towards the horses. Smirking he kept moving it, faster, and faster with each waking moment. Finally using the air, the water formed large waves, and the ground under began to shake. As it moved, he jumped high in the air, above the water, landing on a tree, watching it come by.
He stared down scowling. "Enough....." He roared, trying to keep balance in the stupid battle, Demons, Mortals, what did it matter? Watching he grinned, and fire raged towards the Horses, pure heat and frustration. More and more came as the water reached their knees. He was never a party for one or another, but both, he believed both deserved peace, and he was willing to deliver it.
He stared down scowling. "Enough....." He roared, trying to keep balance in the stupid battle, Demons, Mortals, what did it matter? Watching he grinned, and fire raged towards the Horses, pure heat and frustration. More and more came as the water reached their knees. He was never a party for one or another, but both, he believed both deserved peace, and he was willing to deliver it.
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Re: Behind Blue Eyes ( )
by TamashaToko on Sat Jul 19, 2008 8:22 pm
The elements might be hindering the troops, but had no affect on the blue eyed demon. Her wings spread out so she could hover above the ground as fire couldn't affect her scales. Screams could be heard on the battle field as she quickly twirled around slashing and hacking up everyone and then dashing to the other side of the field so it could be done again. No other demon could do anything against her, for she was the strongest. That she'd been assured of shortly after being conjured.
"This is not your territory," she quietly stated, "I will show no mercy."
Much to her dismay though she had to show a little restraint when she found the leader. Those who commanded her were interested in who exactly was invading the country so she would have to figure out that information and pass it on. Therefore she lept in front of the green haired woman, "Who are you? Where do you hail from?"
"This is not your territory," she quietly stated, "I will show no mercy."
Much to her dismay though she had to show a little restraint when she found the leader. Those who commanded her were interested in who exactly was invading the country so she would have to figure out that information and pass it on. Therefore she lept in front of the green haired woman, "Who are you? Where do you hail from?"
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Re: Behind Blue Eyes ( )
by Vyrwolf on Sat Jul 19, 2008 8:36 pm
((We never finished the other RP, Last Dragon. And I was kinda hoping to have Grey meet Tamasha. D=))
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Re: Behind Blue Eyes ( )
by Kronos on Sat Jul 19, 2008 8:46 pm
The Legionaries raised their shields defensively, forming a bulwark of metal and spears resistant to fire and arrows. The flames bounced off harmlessly, heating the metal of the shields, but going nothing else. The water clashed against the sides of bulwark, sending the troops backwards on the right side of the formation, and doing nothing else to stop them.
Constantin looked around for the source of the attacks, and yelled freverently for his troops to strat towards the Demon now on the field. He gave the reins of his horse a whack, and rode off to the side of his charging infantry Legion.
The legion was 64 men deep and wide, and all of them held their Spears forward, making something akin to a charging Porcupine. They had their shield in front and above, depending on their position in side the charge.
The casters, Pontifices trained in the art of throwing arcs of Shadow and Fire magic, open fire on the Dragon and the position of the Caster, sending arcs of raw shadow and flaming magic fire over the heads of the Legion, making the charge even more deadly.
In the woods, the complement of crossbow men that accompany each legion fire at the Dragon, staying safetly hidden in the overgrowth and behind the trees. They bolts made a resounding thud as they fire, and whistle through the air, inconspicuous bringers of death.
Charge!
Constantin looked around for the source of the attacks, and yelled freverently for his troops to strat towards the Demon now on the field. He gave the reins of his horse a whack, and rode off to the side of his charging infantry Legion.
The legion was 64 men deep and wide, and all of them held their Spears forward, making something akin to a charging Porcupine. They had their shield in front and above, depending on their position in side the charge.
The casters, Pontifices trained in the art of throwing arcs of Shadow and Fire magic, open fire on the Dragon and the position of the Caster, sending arcs of raw shadow and flaming magic fire over the heads of the Legion, making the charge even more deadly.
In the woods, the complement of crossbow men that accompany each legion fire at the Dragon, staying safetly hidden in the overgrowth and behind the trees. They bolts made a resounding thud as they fire, and whistle through the air, inconspicuous bringers of death.
Charge!
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