In the continent of Temparda Several Dragon cities have sprung up....this is a time long before humans.....After a long time of peace the 7 clans separate into separate cities, The fire Dragons make the city known as Pyraze, The dragons of water form the the city Hycean,The ice Dragons made the city of Wintra, the wind dragons made the city of Toreeze The earth Dragons make the city of Terrock, the electric dragons make the city of Boltic, the holy dragons make the city of Holight, the shadow dragons create the city of Middark.
After awhile the Evil Dragons of Middark start a war against all of the other cities, but the holy dragons have gone missing! In this Rpg it is your job to make a dragon and to go on a quest to stop the armies of Middark and to find the holy Dragons.
Need help picking your Dragon type? OOC: if you end up a stone dragon....you'll just become an earth dragon (same thing) And i'll control a normal dragon and the holy Dragons are NPC's
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Rules: no godmodding
If you are going to swear, keep it minimal
Since this is a dragon rpg and there are no humans....Two dragons are allowed to mate and they can post it in the forums....it's dragon mating not human so it's not so....obscene? If you do want to have an egg the male and female dragon must both PM me with approval because i plan on making an rpg for the eggs....
Have fun!
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Draconic Chronicles (story mode not OOC)
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Re: Draconic Chronicles (story mode not OOC) ( )
by Blade_Dancer on Tue Aug 19, 2008 8:04 am
Niv was finally awake after his long sleep. He was surprised to find himself sleeping on a clearing but to be honest he had no idea how he got there. He blinked of the initial feeling of boredom from being awake and yawned widely. He looked around to see what was happening around and realised he was completely alone, surrounded only by bugs and small rodents. Niv rose from the ground and shook of the debris and dirt that got attached to his scales probably during his sleep. He stretched out his wings and arms to finally shake of the sleepiness that still entangled his body. With a mighty swoop he took off to the sky and in no time was higher than the clouds. He enjoyed flying but not as much as sleeping on just lazily lying around but it was the most sufficient way of travelling for a dragon so he had to adapt. After a half an hour or so he finally descended below the line of clouds and scanned the ground for any potential breakfast. In a moment he found what he was looking for. A herd of sheep grazing on a small meadow. “Sheep!” he thought happily as he swopped down into the nearby trees trying to be as unnoticed as possible not to scare of the breakfast. As he landed he looked at the herd. The sheep didn´t seem to notice anything what made Niv grin. He was too big to go unnoticed once he´ll leave the forest but, he had an idea. He gathered the sun particles from the rising sun and created more than a dozen of small orbs of energy. It took great effort and concentration but not to mention his slight exhaustion from still not being fully awake but he managed to get it done as soon as possible. He manoeuvred the orbs to hit as much sheep as they could on their wake and when the preparations were complete, he fired. The orbs turned into concentrated beams and shot through the sheep on various places, from head to stomach. About twenty or so sheep instantly fell to the ground as the rest of the herd ran off in blind terror and chaos. “Let´s eat” Niv thought as he emerged from the forest hideout and sank his fangs into the nearest of the dead sheep.
"I but a simple person have only my dreams, and I´ve stretched those dreams under your feet. Walk carefully because you´re walking on my dreams"
Re: Draconic Chronicles (story mode not OOC) ( )
by Creiko on Tue Aug 19, 2008 8:44 am
Maeldur sat poised on a cliff face, watching the destruction of his home. His home had been built on a higher elevation than most, but still they came. His red eyes misted with tears he refused to shed, but he continued watching anyway. His red scales reflected the sunlight, causing him to resemble a large red beacon. He tried to close his sensitive ears to the screeches of pain and sounds of battles, but he did not move. He could not.
The young dragon did not consider himself cowardly, his instinct of self-preservation did not overrule all others. It was finally getting to him, the sounds of destruction, and he raised himself, unfurling his wings, ready to take flight.
"When can we go back uncle Mael?" the voice of a hatchling interrupted his thoughts and he paused and turned to look at Maev, his sister's hatchling. her colour was barely discernible, she was still too young. She tottered towards him, tripping over her forelegs. Unlike her uncle, she walked on all fours. He gathered her up in his arms and wrapped his large wings around them, protecting them from the wind.
"I'm not sure...but your mother will let us know." they took one last look at the city, each wrapped in their own thoughts. The silence stretched on, and Maeldur turned, taking Maev back to the cave with the other juveniles. The sight of the young dragons huddling together broke his heart, yet comforted him. He was doing something for his city, wasn't he? It had been his idea to evacuate all the young ones, to keep them safe. He entered the cave, blocking their view of the destruction with his bulk and curled up, wishing the day would end.
The young dragon did not consider himself cowardly, his instinct of self-preservation did not overrule all others. It was finally getting to him, the sounds of destruction, and he raised himself, unfurling his wings, ready to take flight.
"When can we go back uncle Mael?" the voice of a hatchling interrupted his thoughts and he paused and turned to look at Maev, his sister's hatchling. her colour was barely discernible, she was still too young. She tottered towards him, tripping over her forelegs. Unlike her uncle, she walked on all fours. He gathered her up in his arms and wrapped his large wings around them, protecting them from the wind.
"I'm not sure...but your mother will let us know." they took one last look at the city, each wrapped in their own thoughts. The silence stretched on, and Maeldur turned, taking Maev back to the cave with the other juveniles. The sight of the young dragons huddling together broke his heart, yet comforted him. He was doing something for his city, wasn't he? It had been his idea to evacuate all the young ones, to keep them safe. He entered the cave, blocking their view of the destruction with his bulk and curled up, wishing the day would end.
Re: Draconic Chronicles (story mode not OOC) ( )
by Riikano-Alinaris on Tue Aug 19, 2008 11:57 am
"Come on almond were gonna miss it!" Zex met up with the fellow electric dragon when he was on the run after killing a Shadow Dragon fighter...He was taking her up to the top of a giant hill because supposedly this was the night of an eclipse...He was very Happy when she accepted his invitation, for after knowing almond for a while he started to get a small crush on her but no one knew it...or could tell. When they were almost to the top he got out his wings and flew right up through the clouds...when he made it and so did Almond, he let out a burst of lightning from his mouth to fill the clouds with his doings....."yeah shadow dragons let's see you do that..." he said it while hurring(dragon form of laughter) He laid down on his back and got ready for the eclipse..."this is gonna be cool" he thought silently to himself
Re: Draconic Chronicles (story mode not OOC) ( )
by Creiko on Tue Aug 19, 2008 2:01 pm
Night had fallen and the darkness in the cave encompassed the slumbering Dragons, but the same could not be said for the silence. Maeldur was only half asleep, his slender ears flicking occasionally to pick up any strange sounds. There was a soft scrabbling in the distance, but he had previously discovered it was just one of the juveniles, fussing in it's sleep. There was another sound, from behind him, near the mouth of the cave. He became instantly alert, he and the juveniles had moved to the rear of the cave, who was at the mouth?
He could hear the clack of the dragon's claws as it cantered towards them, and he tensed his muscles. He waited for his moment and reared, drawing himself to as much of his height as the cave would allow. His large frame belied his shy, gentle nature, and he always appeared slightly intimidating. He glanced about the cave in confusion, at first he didn't notice the inky-black dragon, a small slender female, his sister.
"Krona!" he hissed in relief, making a low, guttural sound in welcome. Repeating the sound to him, she came forward, and they brushed the scales of their necks together.
"Maeldur, all is lost! I will take the juveniles and flee, as have most of the wind dragons. Only our warriors remain. I will take the children and go east. You should go west, Maeldur. The survivors are to meet at the great mountains in three full moon cycles." She made a low ululation and the juveniles rose and clustered around her, and they prepared to leave. "Three cycles, Maeldur." He couldn't see her in the darkness, but he knew there'd be concern in her eyes. He inclined his head to her in goodbye and watched as they flew off into the darkness, a multicoloured cloud.
He could hear the clack of the dragon's claws as it cantered towards them, and he tensed his muscles. He waited for his moment and reared, drawing himself to as much of his height as the cave would allow. His large frame belied his shy, gentle nature, and he always appeared slightly intimidating. He glanced about the cave in confusion, at first he didn't notice the inky-black dragon, a small slender female, his sister.
"Krona!" he hissed in relief, making a low, guttural sound in welcome. Repeating the sound to him, she came forward, and they brushed the scales of their necks together.
"Maeldur, all is lost! I will take the juveniles and flee, as have most of the wind dragons. Only our warriors remain. I will take the children and go east. You should go west, Maeldur. The survivors are to meet at the great mountains in three full moon cycles." She made a low ululation and the juveniles rose and clustered around her, and they prepared to leave. "Three cycles, Maeldur." He couldn't see her in the darkness, but he knew there'd be concern in her eyes. He inclined his head to her in goodbye and watched as they flew off into the darkness, a multicoloured cloud.
Re: Draconic Chronicles (story mode not OOC) ( )
by Alishna on Tue Aug 19, 2008 3:23 pm
Her white scales seemed to shine in the darkness as Eza flew over the rocks till she found the cave.The juveniles and the dragon,Maeldur,should be.Eza landed carefully as stones fell down the mountain to the forests far below.She turned her head side to side."Maeldur?" Eza said,her voice sounding like the whisper of the wind flowing through the trees.Her tail thumped against the rocky ground.
Eza smiled,knowing the young ones were safe with Krona.She was trustworthy.She invitedherself into the cave,but not before tearing a tree out of the ground and tossed it on the cave floor where it landed with a thump.She opened her jaws wide,and flames erupted from it,sending a warm glow in the cave.The reflection of the fire dancing on her scales,Eza sat beside the fire.
Eza smiled,knowing the young ones were safe with Krona.She was trustworthy.She invitedherself into the cave,but not before tearing a tree out of the ground and tossed it on the cave floor where it landed with a thump.She opened her jaws wide,and flames erupted from it,sending a warm glow in the cave.The reflection of the fire dancing on her scales,Eza sat beside the fire.
Re: Draconic Chronicles (story mode not OOC) ( )
by Creiko on Tue Aug 19, 2008 3:56 pm
"Eza? Why do you not leave with the others?" Maeldur demanded, stepping into the firelight, the reflection of the flames dancing on his bright red scales as if he too had been ignited. He sat watching the flames for a moment, wrapping his thick tail around his legs. "Krona has the juveniles. They are going east, if you wish to join them." His red eyes watched the flames intently, thinking about all the friends and family he had lost.
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by Silvrr on Tue Aug 19, 2008 7:23 pm
Abinn guarded the skies. He sat on a high cliff watching the bears fight and the hawks soar.
He was peacefull. He looked over to his dragonic library.
"Hmm what book today?"
He loved reading and was a big fan of art, he considered himself a scholar dragon, and didnt care for fighting
If the time did arise he would soar down and protect some helpless lamb, but for the most part he was a peaceful
wind dragon. Which seemed weird to him because he was very good at fighting.
He was peacefull. He looked over to his dragonic library.
"Hmm what book today?"
He loved reading and was a big fan of art, he considered himself a scholar dragon, and didnt care for fighting
If the time did arise he would soar down and protect some helpless lamb, but for the most part he was a peaceful
wind dragon. Which seemed weird to him because he was very good at fighting.
Re: Draconic Chronicles (story mode not OOC) ( )
by Riikano-Alinaris on Thu Aug 21, 2008 6:15 am
The moon passed over the sun like it was expected to and there were plenty of ohhs and ahhs coming from Almond and zex. When it was over though...Zex started to walk down the hill with almond "How was that for an Eclipse?" Zex said enthusiastically. "It was Beutiful! One of the most amazing things I've ever seen!" they were working there way down when suddenly a figure popped out of the Shadows "Halt! this is Shadow Dragon territory, You may not enter or leave, you must surrender to our leader Sethic!" "oh did you say something buddy?!" Zex was acting aloof but he was really starting to use his Hiss of sleep ability...."you.....must *yawn follow orders...or elseee...Iiiii...will...turn you two.....in...." *snore* The shadow dragon patrolman was asleep....Zex told Almond to turn away for Zex Ripped The Shadow dragons throat apart killing it...Good thing his claws made the cut clean because Dragon blood is able to give 3rd degree burns! When that was all over and they made it back to the village of Boltic Zex and Almond started to head back to their separate caves..."lovely evening hope to do it again some time!" Almond called over to Zex about 50 meters from her..."hope to do it again to..." He said....he laid down in his hollow before he scolded himself ...."Damn i should have made a move on her...." then he fell asleep.
Re: Draconic Chronicles (story mode not OOC) ( )
by Kronos on Thu Aug 21, 2008 1:51 pm
Aboard the RTS 'Zmey Gorynych'
Captain Nikolai Slovak, a tall, clean-cut man resplendent in the drab Grey, Gold and Crimson uniform of Red Technocracy Officers, gazed out into the inky black void of outer space for a fleeting moment. He noted that this was his job, scouting the great unknown; Blowing things from sky with powerful weapons was just a bonus.
He turned his sharp gaze from the blackness of space, to the familiar sight of a Class-I planet, swirling in clouds and shining blue from it's many and numerous oceans. Nikolai cracked a slight grin, and sighed.
Praxius IV, as it had been, held many forms of life, but with a relatively low tech-level, there was also a massive amount of magical radiation on the planet, the strange kind that TSA ships spewed in their wake. All of this information came from a Full-Spectrum Scan of the planet, which included various HSI sweeps, and a Magical-Dirac-Sweep.
The Captain turned his gaze to the Helmsman, sitting directly in front of him; He was slaving away with Nav-GLS Coordinates, and now would have even more work to get to...
"Helmsman, take us in to Exo-Orbital Range, 400 Miles from the surface."
The Helmsman nodded, and quickly typed in the commands on his Touch-Screen Command Console. He worked like a demon, that helmsman, his massive collection of cybernetic implants leaving him with almost the entire day awake, and nearly every moment fully alert and ready. Some of the crew said that he played a mean game of golf, also...
Outside the RTS 'Zmey Gorynych'
Outside the 'Zmey' a single Drop-Ship was approaching orbital range of the planet. It's sixteen inhabitants were all marines, kitted out in IS-01 Powered Armor, and carrying the standard 16-Man Load out. (10 Riflemen, two snipers, 4 Demolitions and CSW)
Outside the Drop-Ship, things were heating up, quite literally, in fact. The outer plating was turning a bright shade of red from the re-entry friction, and a massive contrail was left in the pods wake as the Atmo-Thrusters frequently readjusted the Drop-Ship's course. There was nothing major happening, although how contrary it may seem.
In 20 mintues, the pod would be on the surface, ready for whatever lived here.
Captain Nikolai Slovak, a tall, clean-cut man resplendent in the drab Grey, Gold and Crimson uniform of Red Technocracy Officers, gazed out into the inky black void of outer space for a fleeting moment. He noted that this was his job, scouting the great unknown; Blowing things from sky with powerful weapons was just a bonus.
He turned his sharp gaze from the blackness of space, to the familiar sight of a Class-I planet, swirling in clouds and shining blue from it's many and numerous oceans. Nikolai cracked a slight grin, and sighed.
Praxius IV, as it had been, held many forms of life, but with a relatively low tech-level, there was also a massive amount of magical radiation on the planet, the strange kind that TSA ships spewed in their wake. All of this information came from a Full-Spectrum Scan of the planet, which included various HSI sweeps, and a Magical-Dirac-Sweep.
The Captain turned his gaze to the Helmsman, sitting directly in front of him; He was slaving away with Nav-GLS Coordinates, and now would have even more work to get to...
"Helmsman, take us in to Exo-Orbital Range, 400 Miles from the surface."
The Helmsman nodded, and quickly typed in the commands on his Touch-Screen Command Console. He worked like a demon, that helmsman, his massive collection of cybernetic implants leaving him with almost the entire day awake, and nearly every moment fully alert and ready. Some of the crew said that he played a mean game of golf, also...
Outside the RTS 'Zmey Gorynych'
Outside the 'Zmey' a single Drop-Ship was approaching orbital range of the planet. It's sixteen inhabitants were all marines, kitted out in IS-01 Powered Armor, and carrying the standard 16-Man Load out. (10 Riflemen, two snipers, 4 Demolitions and CSW)
Outside the Drop-Ship, things were heating up, quite literally, in fact. The outer plating was turning a bright shade of red from the re-entry friction, and a massive contrail was left in the pods wake as the Atmo-Thrusters frequently readjusted the Drop-Ship's course. There was nothing major happening, although how contrary it may seem.
In 20 mintues, the pod would be on the surface, ready for whatever lived here.
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