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    Thatcywalker
    Thatcywalker

    Player 
    Lineage : The Eternal Hex
    Position : None
    Faction : The Ironheart Pact
    Posts : 217
    Guild : Silver Wolf
    Cosmic Coins : 95
    Experience : 200,190

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: 1st generation iron dragon slayer
    Second Magic: 2nd generation rimefrost dragon slayer
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Thatcywalker 22nd April 2022, 11:04 pm

    Midday rose at the guild as the sun was high overhead, though the blizzard would had made it hard for it's rays to shine down on the guild. Light tended to be persistent though and still managed to shine a few rays down on the buildings below. One of these rays would had shown through the window of the guild infirmary, illuminating the room where one iron dragon slayer laid in bed. It had been a week since her fight with the guild ace Mercury and had defied expectations, recovering much faster then anticipated. In fact the day prior she had managed to stir and stay awake for a half hour before falling asleep. As such the normal meals sent to the infirmary had one small portion added to see if the slayer could eat, while not expected it wouldn't be surprising if she could by this time.

    Reina was far from her bed though. In fact she was back in Joya, the basement of a theater to be exact. Her eyes scanned the concrete floor for something that should had been there, but found empty ground and a curious smashed imprint. She would had began to inspect before she put her hands up in a stance, hearing a noise from the darkness. Ready for a fight, her face dropped when seeing the figure awkwardly walk out of the shadows. It was a neko, woman with cat features plain to be seen save for the very noticeable hole in her head. Reina's body shook as the horror continued toward her, an unknown feeling of panic rising in her. She quickly made for the hole in the roof, but as she climbed it seemed to stay out of reach, while the neko was close enough now to reach out to Reina. In a desperate state, she launched herself upward in hopes of reaching the hole, but her fingers fell just short. She then felt herself falling...

    THUD!

    Reina woke up in fear and doubt, armor less and mad. The thin hospital gown and bandages didn't nearly have enough layers to make the dragon slayer comfortable, in fact, it only made her angry. "Grrrr my armor! Give it back at once thief, or I'll, I'll! I'll go tell my daaaad!!!" she growled it in the draconic tongue, a mixture of grunts and hisses that clearly conveyed her fury. Though for all of her wrath, she might as well have been a turtle on its shell, fuming and struggling on the ground next to her bed as she struggled in vain. Normally this shouldn't have happened, but someone didn't count on Reina chewing through the iron rails on her bed in her sleep. More bad luck was that the normal nurse was not present at the moment, leaving Reina all by herself for the moment.

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    Rude awakening(Private w/ rodanuf) Darksteel

    Rodadnuf
    Rodadnuf

    Player 
    Lineage : Progeny of Nyx
    Position : None
    Faction : The Ironheart Pact
    Posts : 117
    Guild : Silver Wolf
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 24,974

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Rollins & Schwartz-Brand
    Second Magic: Heaven God Slayer
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Rodadnuf 24th April 2022, 9:24 am



    Tim was sitting on a chair opposite to where his redheaded guildmate fell off her hospital bed. The fall sounded ugly, and the fact the girl responded with a growl and a rant in a language he didn’t understand a word out of just proved what the staff had told him. It wasn’t a well-kept secret between the researchers who witnessed her scuffle with the guild ace and the doctors who tended to her after the fact that the young lady had a personality problem. ‘Well deserved, if you ask me.’ Tim was told by one of them over a drink. ‘Nothing against the lass but if she’s planning on going anywhere but up in this guild? She needs a reality check before she takes another step.’

    Tim, however, was slightly more concerned about something else.

    How she got herself into the hospital room was slightly interesting. Apparently, she quite literally bit more than she could chew. She took a bite off a holy-slash-unholy dagger because she didn’t know consuming something like that would have adverse effects. Additionally, even before doing something like that she already had the reputation of both looking down on people and disregarding casualties all in the banner of being a ‘Dragon’ or some such. Tim never relied on rumors alone, but in all his years on the streets he never underestimated how close some would get to the truth. In this case, there was some truth to the stories. But from the way the redhead growled and spoke in her own tongue, there was a feint desperation to it. It was a vulnerability Tim knew first hand.

    The reason he was visiting her was because of two things: the first reason, he had been exposed from his years in the workhouses an unspoken tradition of nipping things in the bud. Back in the Neutral Grounds’ workhouses if someone’s a little slower finishing their workload, purposefully not doing their job or just having some signs of being sick? The moment they step off their shift he and the other kids would badger the person in question. Then and there they’ll get the reason and make sure something gets done to keep them from lowering their collective performance, anything to keep themselves in the workhouse and not out the actual streets. Tim had kept this tradition all his life and there no reason to stop now.

    Tim’s second reason was because of Reina’s insistence of calling herself a dragon. As far as Tim had read, dragons weren’t any smaller than a house. Also, her behavior was eerily similar to how his father was before his life went off the deep end, along with Tim’s. He might be wrong, of course. But while they were officially on the same guild, Tim wasn’t going take that chance. Before her little imagination escalates into complete delusion, Tim needed to bring her back to reality.

    I’m getting ahead of myself. First thing’s first— Shaking his thoughts away, Tim used his Grav-à-tête spell to help his guildmate back to her bed by levitating her off the ground. While she was slowly hovering back into the comfy hospital bed, Tim stood up from his seat. He dusted Servant off any crease that might have formed and picked up the steel tray with precise control despite the thing holding a full coffee set and a Cloche-closed metal plate containing her meal. Tim debated whether or not he should come armored but after remembering her track record decided to wear his black and white cat-person themed armor, complete with the cat-ear accessory.

    “Good Day, or Morning— in your case, young lady.” Tim took a step forward and stood straight, tray held low with one hand. He gave his most disarming smile as he greeted his guildmate. “Lunch?”


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    Thatcywalker
    Thatcywalker

    Player 
    Lineage : The Eternal Hex
    Position : None
    Faction : The Ironheart Pact
    Posts : 217
    Guild : Silver Wolf
    Cosmic Coins : 95
    Experience : 200,190

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: 1st generation iron dragon slayer
    Second Magic: 2nd generation rimefrost dragon slayer
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Thatcywalker 30th April 2022, 4:40 pm

    Reina's displeasure was instantly heard from the instance she was lifted off the ground, a mix of anger and confusion. She would had thrashed violently but the bandages and her overall weakness from recovery prevented it, only stopping when she felt the bed under her again. Mad eyes searched until they laid on a figure approaching her, with the grogginess of just waking all she could make out was...cat ears??! "Leave me alone! It's not my fault!" she cried aloud interrupting his words, her arms raised up in a protective manner to shield her head with bandaged arms and dull grey scale covered elbows. She would had held that pose for a minute before daring to peek from under her arms. What she thought was a specter was instead a stranger, a man?

    Her mind gathering this new information, she slowly relaxed as she let her arms fall to her side, though they were not relaxed. She eyed the tanned man with suspicion as he stood there with a metal tray in hands. "Who are you? Where am I and where's my armor?! Don't you know what happens when you steal from a-" Reina would had found her demands cut short as she tried to point at him, only for something in her arm to scream in protest at the sound of a pop. She would had withdrawn it with a sigh of pain, rubbing it gently from where the pain had originated, focusing on it for the time being. Though the slayer's eyes would had focused on him the instant she noticed or heard something from him.

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    Rude awakening(Private w/ rodanuf) Darksteel

    Rodadnuf
    Rodadnuf

    Player 
    Lineage : Progeny of Nyx
    Position : None
    Faction : The Ironheart Pact
    Posts : 117
    Guild : Silver Wolf
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 24,974

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Rollins & Schwartz-Brand
    Second Magic: Heaven God Slayer
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Rodadnuf 18th May 2022, 7:44 am



    It only took a muffled pop and a wince from Tim’s redheaded guildmate for him to abandon his plan. Tim let go of the tray, letting it levitate in its place while he leaned closer and tried grasping her shoulder gently while looking at the part of her arm she had been rubbing gently.

    “Was it from me levitating you?” Tim even dropped his prim and proper way of speaking, letting out a sigh and a ‘damn’ as he looked at her.

    Considering what he had heard happen to her, it would be overkill for him to add another one to the pile of injuries on her plate. While Tim had steeled himself and learned to be cruel, lately especially, and even resorting to killing, he wasn’t one to just needlessly bring random misery to someone without any reason. He thought he could for the sake of keeping her in check, but looking at someone vulnerable hit too close to home.

    “Hey, kid.” Tim greeted her again, casually this time. “I’m also a member here. Don’t move around so much, you’ll just hurt yourself, alright?”

    Depending on her reaction, Tim would actually want to treat the wound however he could. Regardless, he opted to ask first. “Mind if I take a look?”


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    Thatcywalker
    Thatcywalker

    Player 
    Lineage : The Eternal Hex
    Position : None
    Faction : The Ironheart Pact
    Posts : 217
    Guild : Silver Wolf
    Cosmic Coins : 95
    Experience : 200,190

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: 1st generation iron dragon slayer
    Second Magic: 2nd generation rimefrost dragon slayer
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Thatcywalker 19th June 2022, 2:33 pm

    She eyed his approach warily as he stood by her bedside and asked his question. Reina chose not to answer right away, instead now examining the man before her. Even laying down she knew he was quite taller then him, wearing more fancy clothes then she was use to seeing. No that wasn't right, she often saw them on the people around the guild that did a lot of the menial work. Staff? The help? The name didn't matter as much to Reina as the fact he was still here, most she had interacted with usually left quickly after spotting her with thinly hidden nervousness most of the time. Which made him more odd that he was still around, though as her gaze traveled to his hands she spotted something more familiar. Scars; a few numbered on the hands that he had and Reina recalled her father's words on how each mark tells a story. It was why she was proud of the scars she had collected herself...most of them anyways.

    Subconsciously rubbing the area just below her collarbone where it was most bandaged, she now decided to look the stranger in the eyes. Their was a look on his face that she couldn't place, familiar but foreign. No, she knew pity when she saw it.

    "A dragon is not a fragile creature and neither am I, Nor am I a hatchling." She spat, and would had followed with another question but realized that his hand was on her shoulder. She looked at where he was holding her with confusion, not of what was going on but just the manner of it. Such a gentle grasp was the reason why her reaction was not as volatile as her prior one, moving her shoulder away in a slow manner while looking slightly uncomfortable until he let go.

    Taking a breath, she looked at him with a annoyed expression more toned down from her earlier mood. "You still haven't answered my questions. Where are we in Silver Wolf, where is my armor, and...is that mine?" She finished with a notable change in her tone as the she now noticed the tray, her curiosity fixed on it.

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    Rude awakening(Private w/ rodanuf) Darksteel

    Rodadnuf
    Rodadnuf

    Player 
    Lineage : Progeny of Nyx
    Position : None
    Faction : The Ironheart Pact
    Posts : 117
    Guild : Silver Wolf
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 24,974

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Rollins & Schwartz-Brand
    Second Magic: Heaven God Slayer
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Rodadnuf 20th June 2022, 11:53 am



    “Oh, cooler heads prevail it seemed like.” Tim muttered absentmindedly.

    In the end, just being himself was more than enough to earn his guildmate’s attention. It sounded like the redhead’s tone had simmered completely down. Even the way she complained about not being fragile nor a hatchling sounded less harsh and more like a child’s attempt at being indignant. Tim didn’t mind handling an attitude like that, it reminded him of the many flavors of customers he had back in Hargeon. Another problem child to the pile was not beyond his expertise.

    Tim noticed she looked at his hands earlier. He didn’t know what she was looking at exactly, but a figurative stab in the dark won’t hurt anyone.

    “Are they rough to the touch? Sorry ‘bout that. Been in this job for a bit now but the calluses from my old job haven’t popped off.”

    She didn’t exactly answer his request, but the way she was completely cooperative now was as good a permission as any. Tim reached over her arm again, as placating as he could, and slowly tried to find any internal dislocations or problems. She was mostly bandaged so he opted to gently squeeze her limb to check. As he did so, his guildmate had given him a barrage of questions.

    Tim went about his inspection as efficiently as he could and answered all her questions as he was doing so:

    “Where? Well, we are in the infirmary…”

    He checked her wrist and forearm with a gentle squeeze, nothing.

    “…your armor’s wiped, scrubbed, and oiled by yours truly. Left it in the laundry room, warm and dry. I’ll have it sent here after you’ve recovered…”

    Tim moved up over her upper arm and shoulder, again nothing.

    “…and, yes, that’s your meal: beef stew, with a bit of carrots and potatoes. The cook went a little crazy with the tomato, so it’s a bit more reddish than how I would’ve done it, but it’s still good. Even brought coffee for a little pick-me-up…”

    There’s a little bruising forming over her collarbone. But it’s nothing an ice bag won’t fix. What Tim was looking for, was something that’ll lead to internal bleeding. It seemed his worries were more of an overreaction on his part.

    “I used Joyan Altura beans. Soft acidity— I don’t want to upset your stomach. And a little nutty flavor, just ‘cause…”

    Tim slowly landed his hand over her elbow.

    “…I can even feed you, if you… want… huh?”

    Her elbow was littered with scales! And they didn’t feel like lacerations. They felt, natural, for the most part. “Uh…”

    Tim knew how he would feel if someone had walked into him with his curse in full view, hell, the last time it happened it was with Silver Wolf’s ace. He had his eyes darted around the hospital room while he was absentmindedly inspecting her arm and answering her questions. His cluelessness was costing him!

    “Sorry…” Tim suddenly pulled his hand away with a ‘damn’ under his breath. “Didn’t mean to— you don’t have to explain if you don’t want to.”



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    Thatcywalker
    Thatcywalker

    Player 
    Lineage : The Eternal Hex
    Position : None
    Faction : The Ironheart Pact
    Posts : 217
    Guild : Silver Wolf
    Cosmic Coins : 95
    Experience : 200,190

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: 1st generation iron dragon slayer
    Second Magic: 2nd generation rimefrost dragon slayer
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Thatcywalker 25th June 2022, 2:54 pm

    Reina was yet again subjected to the touching once more despite her vain attempt to worm out of it. She would had grudgingly put up with it, admittedly while odd he was being gentle as she felt his hands work their way up and down her arm and to her shoulder. The few spots where her skin was exposed she did feel his supposedly rough hands, but they were hardly noticeable, then again people had such a low tolerance for the splendor of dragon scale.

    While he did his odd routine he at least answered her questions in the meantime, helping distract her from the process. She was confused briefly by the mention of infirmary, but given her surroundings and the state she was in it had to be a hospital, or as her dad called them a hostel. The more important question though was her armor, hearing that it had been touched by someone other then her had her feeling of anger rise up again. "You better bring it here right now so I can fix whatever you-ah!" her annoyance was cut off as she felt his hand on her shoulder. While his touch was gentle, she was surprised her shoulder was injured to such a degree from...something?

    While the man began explaining what he had brought her Reina was only half listening, only catching that it was a stew. Her mind was trying to piece together how she ended up here. As far as she was concerned very few things could best her except another dragon, did she fight a dragon recently? It wouldn't have surprised her, but the fact she didn't remember it forced her to forgo the possibility. After all she would had remembered such a worthy foe! Foe, yeah she did fight someone recently, her body seemed to ache from the memory. But who was-

    The man who was examining her arm suddenly stepped away from her, breaking her out of her thought process. He was apologizing? "You should be sorry! What did you do?" She began to examine the arm he had been feeling, expecting some sort of blemish he had left on her immaculate scales...scales??! Reina took a deep interest in the trace amount of scales on her left elbow, taking time to feel and pull at them, confirming their legitimacy. She would had examined her other elbow revealing the same change. After taking a minute to stare in silence at the new development, a smile began to creep on her face. She soon began giggling to herself as felt a surge of happiness go through her.

    She soon raised her arm as high as her sore body would allow, showing off with pride the scales on her elbow. "Well I see why you were now touching my arm. It's probably not every day you get to feel authentic dragon scales, especially those from the Darksteels! Ohhhh Cha's going to be so proud! I wonder when my wings will come in!" Reina was briefly lost in her own world before she eyed again the tray once more.

    She would had tried to move herself to it but her body announced it's protest internally. Not letting this slow her, she would had extended her arm to create her iron limb spell. The iron though did not form like normal, instead appearing as flimsy and light as aluminum foil. Still she would had been able to pull the tray closer to her as it floated through the air within arms reach(more then likely thanks to the helpful tim). She would had started her lunch by devouring the very metal cover itself, taking a single bite at first before slowly crushing it into her mouth. She lamented that it was a sterling silver and not full silver, but soon found another issue.

    Reina's body barely recovered would have trouble processing this metal blend and began to panic from the metal going too slow in her throat. Quickly going for the cup of brown liquid she would had used it to wash down the metal before coughing up a little of it. Clearing off the bit that she spat up with her hand, she would had set down the empty cup before laying back in her bed with a long sigh. "If your going to give me metal make a quality blend and not that of sterling silver blech...I guess since you did bring me something I'll allow you to feel my scales again before I continue eating er, what was your name?"

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    Rude awakening(Private w/ rodanuf) Darksteel

    Rodadnuf
    Rodadnuf

    Player 
    Lineage : Progeny of Nyx
    Position : None
    Faction : The Ironheart Pact
    Posts : 117
    Guild : Silver Wolf
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 24,974

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Rollins & Schwartz-Brand
    Second Magic: Heaven God Slayer
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Rodadnuf 28th June 2022, 9:34 pm



    “Darksteels…” Tim parroted the redhead.

    The name didn’t ring any bells for the young man, but what did stand out to him was her saying the metal protrusions were ‘authentic’ dragon scales. Tim had never encountered a dragon in his life, let alone judge if what she was saying had any ounce of truth to it. But her reaction, the way she raised her arm and showed off her scales made Tim uneasy. She even wondered about gaining wings, something Tim raised a brow at.

    But before he could ask her to elaborate, the redhead began eating.

    Given her circumstance, getting beaten up and hospitalized for a good amount of time she had quite the appetite. And considering Tim prepared the food, he shouldn’t be surprised if she had been able to finish her entire meal; he laid the portions enough for her to finish without feeling bloated, after all. But her eating the silver tray? What’s more, washing it all down with the coffee like it was as good as the food Tim prepared?

    Tim was looking at her, dumbfounded. His mouth slightly agape, saying “Sure, I’ll take that into account next time.” when she complained about the quality of the metal ‘blend’, whatever that meant.

    She did allow him to ‘feel’ her limb again, but not before asking for his name.

    Tim was completely staring at the iron limb. He gave a short, “It’s Tim. Just Tim…” Before looking over her arm again, holding it by the elbow and wrist as gently as he could.

    “A ‘dragon’ curse…” He muttered. Her little attitude made some sense now. From the way she just ‘ate’ metal like food to the way her scales manifested… Tim, having a lineage cursed by a deity as well, had not encountered someone in a similar situation outside his family. But if Tim’s cursed inklike skin had been metallic in nature, this would have been an eerie representation. Tim could only imagine what childhood the poor kid might have gone through. But to just carry this like a badge of honor is a very dangerous way of going about things. Tim should know, his father had been in a similar way.

    “It’s a very similar taint to ours…” Tim muttered to himself. “It’s just manifesting in a distinct way.”

    Tim, already his prime, was too late to get his curse removed. For a lack of a better term, his curse was already ‘ripe’. And while Tim had spent his months since becoming a member of Silver Wolf trying to get as many of his fellow curse-bearers cured. A longing for being cured as well, was something he could never let go—

    Tim then recalled how the redhead reacted to seeing her scales earlier.

    “This hasn’t happened to you up until know, has it?! This curse, how have you been able to control it...?”

    Tim looked directly at her crimson eyes, not even thinking how he hasn’t let her answer yet before giving another question. There was a desperation in Tim’s voice he half-hoped his guildmate would not pick up on. But there was no going back now.



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    Thatcywalker
    Thatcywalker

    Player 
    Lineage : The Eternal Hex
    Position : None
    Faction : The Ironheart Pact
    Posts : 217
    Guild : Silver Wolf
    Cosmic Coins : 95
    Experience : 200,190

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: 1st generation iron dragon slayer
    Second Magic: 2nd generation rimefrost dragon slayer
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Thatcywalker 4th July 2022, 8:38 pm

    With a unwanted slowness, she reached over to grab the bowl of red stew to place in her lap with the spoon. She tried to greedily devour the stew, but her stomach was still not well enough so she had to eat more slowly. Of course she had also been slowed because Tim wished to feel her arm more, feeling his hands at her scales and wrist. In a way it was amusing for the slayer to see the man in deep consideration about the new discovery. It was a welcomed reaction, too many people around her reacted to her claims of dragon blood with ridicule and disbelief, but now with physical proof they would all begin to see her for who she really was.

    As she began to wake the first thing that began to come back to strength was her senses, her taste and nose certainly picked up on a rich flavoring of the stew, this flavor could had been because of these tomatoes. And her ears picked up on even his low muttering about her dragon curse.

    Curse? Reina couldn't have heard right, surely he couldn't be so ignorant. It did mean she paid more attention to what he spoke, her gaze once on the food now on him. She watched as he looked deep in thought, less examining her arm and more lost in his own head. Her curiosity grew upon his mention of having a similar taint. Unless her nose had been messed up from the strong scent of the stew, she was sure he was not a dragon slayer. Though now that she did focus on it, their was something familiar to his magical aura.

    Her concentration would had been cut short as he urgently asked his own questions, his brown eyes meeting her crimson ones that would had caught her off guard.

    "I-yes this is new to me, it's probably because I entered dragon force again. This, power, has been something I had always been able to control. My father ensured of it. And if we were truly similar then you wouldn't talk of it as if it were a disease!" She would had snapped her arm out of his grasp with a quick motion, wincing as the pain irritated her from the motion.

    Before he could interject she would continue, a familiar anger in her eyes but fueled by a different emotion. "I'll tell you this Tim, the power of a dragon is only a curse to those who do not have the good fortune to be blessed by their wisdom, their magic! How anyone could look upon being granted a armor that no sword could hope to pierce, a strength to shake the very mountains themselves, the wings to soar high in the air and refer to it as some sort of foul thing would be ridiculous!"

    Her breaths became quicker as she continued her passionate speech, the lacrima on the side that was once glowing with a dull blue soon begun to brighten up, its blue shade slowly giving away to a red as it went on. "And to call it a curse! How shallow minded can you be to look at a superior form to this and call it wrong? Undesirable? Do you enjoy wadding around in your own muck and filth of mortality?! Your easily broken and wounded flesh! You...mongrel..."

    She shifted in her bed as she felt her own rage build up in her body.

    "...you dirt crawling maggot..."

    Her magical aura was now stronger then before, flaring like the tendrils of a fire.

    "...you FOOL!" she finished with her last insult in a draconic growl as she would had launched herself from her bed at Tim, spoon and half a bowl of stew clattering and spilling to the ground. In her impulsive rage she would had attempted to grapple Tim and wrestle him to the ground to prove the strength of a dragon.

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    Rude awakening(Private w/ rodanuf) Darksteel

    Rodadnuf
    Rodadnuf

    Player 
    Lineage : Progeny of Nyx
    Position : None
    Faction : The Ironheart Pact
    Posts : 117
    Guild : Silver Wolf
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 24,974

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Rollins & Schwartz-Brand
    Second Magic: Heaven God Slayer
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Rodadnuf Yesterday at 12:05 am



    The way Darksteel carried herself as Tim went off in his little world spoke pride, and Tim didn’t even realize till it was too late. His guildmate yanked her arm off his grasp, it looked like it hurt more for her. Tim put his arms between him and her, palms out.

    “Miss Darksteel, I…” Tim didn’t even get a chance to say anything edgewise before she went off.

    The girl went into a sermon about a dragon’s power. Her eyes never left his as she roared her heart out from Tim’s apparent insult to her status as a dragon. She mentioned something about her father, about how he made sure she had complete control of her power. She talked about how Tim could have possible called it a curse. She talked about it being conceivable how having such a blessing would be called undesirable. She then resorted to name calling.

    Tim, apparently, was shallow-minded.

    Tim, apparently, enjoy wading his easily broken and wounded flesh in a pool of muck and filth called mortality.

    Tim, apparently, was a maggot.

    Tim was also a fool, to boot.

    With a last roar the ‘dragon’ lunged at Tim! The young man’s freshly cooked food and well-prepared utensils came flying as she launched in a rage.

    The midday sun’s light bounced around the white room and, letting out a disappointed breath, Tim summoned his bastardized domain. He allowed his injured guildmate pass through him as if he was nothing but a ray of light. But before she would injure herself even more, Tim materialized his hand the last second, touching her leg and levitated her again. This time, Tim didn’t let her float back to bed. With the mess she made, some of the shards might have landed in there.

    He looked at her, his brow arched up, biting his lip as he shook head disapprovingly. “I thought you’d be better than this.”

    He wanted to say he wasn’t angry at her, but he’d be lying.

    He knew she would try and say something back or, at least, spit out an insult so he shushed her mouth with his finger. Erebus’ curse crawled out of his hand. The tar-like substance dripped down, only dissolving when the sun’s light overwhelmed it.

    “Please let me finish.”

    Tim frowned.

    “I’ve never met one.” He began. “A dragon, I mean.”

    He let go of his guildmate, letting her float safely. “But I’ve had my fair share of butting heads with gods and the like.”

    “Gods are completely full of themselves, you know that? You’re just a kid flapping her figurative wings around, saying ‘dragons are the best, I’m on of them!’ so I thought you’ll do fine. Just a little hammering around that attitude and we’ll have a decent person on our hands.”

    Tim paced around the room.


    “But them?” He looked out the window. “These bastards are the peak of being megalomaniacs. The worst part? They actually have the magic to back it up!”

    Tim clenched his hand, the tar squishing, crawling over his arm up into his neck. “They burn civilizations to the ground because they feel like it. They whisper sweet nothings and make people into husks to their whims. Empty promises are their drug, and somehow, I’ve seen time and time again how they rope mortals into their mess. And then there’s monsters like us, ‘graced’ with their taint from the moment we are born.”

    “Like I said, I’ve never met a dragon.” Tim walked back to his guildmate. “But if your only take away from being with them are ‘we are the best to offer in existence’, how are you any different than an egotistical deity?”

    He kept his eyes locked with hers.

    “And I do mean what I say when I want you to be better.” Tim’s face felt hot. “Call yourself a dragon, for all I care. Grow wings and soar through the skies all you like; I wouldn’t mind doing that myself. But why come in with such arrogance? Why the superiority? I’ve seen people do more good than any god. I’ve seen more compassion in the company of faeries and wolves than deities— You know what’s more impressive, more powerful, than seeing a dragon that can shake mountains? Seeing a dragon who everyone knew could do that, but doesn’t.”

    He was seeing red.

    “I’ve yet to see a powerful god.” Tim let out a dry laugh. “And from what I’ve heard about dragons, they’re on the same pathetic boat.”

    Tim blinked, finally realizing how far his curse had manifested. The young man took a step back and lit his cursed arm and face with his magic’s purple light! He seared the curse off his body, the way the tar-like substance burned made Tim wince. Between breaths Tim muttered to himself. “…too close…”

    The young man closed his eyes and sighed again. “Damn it.”

    He let her levitate beside the bed. “I’ll have someone clean that up. I’ll bring your armor up. If you can move that well, I won’t stop you from getting out. Till then, behave.”

    Tim walked out of the room, but said one last thing over the doorframe.

    “You’re a powerful dragon, right? Well, I don’t think you are if you have that empty pride crawling over your head. Prove me wrong.”

    He walked out echoing ‘Nurse!’ over the hall way.

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