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Post by Zeth Gurido on Mar 18, 2007 20:27:09 GMT -5
*Zeth feels his power start to fade*
No...must...hold...on....
Esdra Gendaro!!!
*Zeth starts to leavatate*
Duruga Geros!!!!!
*Sends dozens of spires at Damergon*
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Mar 18, 2007 20:29:19 GMT -5
dameragon easily blows them away with a wisp from his wings.
it then darts towards zeth, leaping towards him, mouth open wide. claws outstretched. tail pointed foward.
it sends a burst of flaming prominence over to zeth and it does hit this time, burning all around him and him itself.
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Mar 18, 2007 20:36:32 GMT -5
Hmmm....Is that all?
*blows the flames away with one wave of his arm*
Fendur, Ragnarok!!!
*Ragnarok flies into Zeth's palm*
Erion Luna Fenrir!!!!!!
*Ragnarok Glows furiously and It sends a shockwave in the shape of a serpent at Dameragon*
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Mar 18, 2007 20:38:26 GMT -5
dameragon isn't affected one bit and lands on top of dameus, it then takes its claw and cuts open his neck, then grabbing him in his jaws and tossing him up, then chewing him with his sharp jagged teeth.
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Mar 18, 2007 20:45:00 GMT -5
*His power Fades almost completly*
Dang!
*Focuses all of his energies into Ragnarok and it glows more powerful than ever*
Sorcera....Erion.......Luna.....Fenrir!!!!!!!!
*A shockwave rips through Dameragon's Jaws and a serpent surrounded in Black fire strikes through Dameragon while Zeth falls to the earth*
Dang, I can't move......
*Zeth slams into the earth*
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Mar 18, 2007 20:53:09 GMT -5
"REAGH!!!" dameragon flies down to greet zeth and lands on him. it then takes its claws and ravages zeth with its raging fury.
the mark on the back of dameragon suddenly glows with a purple aura.....and just like veins it spreads all over his body....when it reaches his eyes they suddenly have three slits.....he gains a second mouth under his current one and spikes force out of his skull. his entire body surges with spikes that start sprouting...his wings grow massive....he himself, his own body mass more than doubles. his claws grow to the size of great axes, his tail is like a mighty trident.....
he moves his tail towards zeth, picks him up and begins flying to the top of the sky.
once it reaches the top it flings dameus towards the ground and then turns towards him, mustering an immense inferno blazing throughout his entire body. he breathes it towards zeth. its an enormous amount of surging flame....unholy flame....its the size of a mountain and it hits zeth, the middle getting closer until zeth finally resides within the entire blast.
dameragon flies into the flame as it reaches the ground and slams zeth into the sharp jagged rocky earth with all of its bodymass.
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Mar 18, 2007 20:57:32 GMT -5
Hmph, well, it seems, you aren't a true warrior after all.
*Zeth closes his eyes and ragnarok starts to glowwhile he takes the flames at his body while he falls unconcous*
((Zeth Gurido Logging off))
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Mar 18, 2007 21:00:15 GMT -5
the effects of the mark on dameragons shoulder suddenly wears off.
dameragon picks up zeth within his jaws and then flies towards the dragoon ruins.
*dameragon has left for the dragoon ruins*
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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Mar 21, 2007 15:34:08 GMT -5
((Lol yay for everyone's houses))
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Mar 21, 2007 18:23:46 GMT -5
((loooooooooooooooool))
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Post by Lan on Mar 23, 2007 16:33:44 GMT -5
the wanderer returned home, only to find it completely destroyed. nooooooooo!
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Post by Kuraz on Mar 23, 2007 16:35:36 GMT -5
*whips out his everhandy orchastra in a box and plays star wars empire theme song*
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adventurerwhoforgottopost
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Post by adventurerwhoforgottopost on Mar 23, 2007 16:51:20 GMT -5
((*takes out very tiny violin and plays it*(Mr.Krabs)))
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Mar 31, 2007 23:15:56 GMT -5
with a crack of furious lightning, dameus found himself standing in his comfortable single room he called home...
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burning with curiosity, he strapped off the wrapped...thing...he stole from the skingrad kingdom and began to unwrap it.
it was wrapped in quite the amount of leather and such.
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about five minutes later he had stripped it of quite a bit of the cloth binding it...whatever it was.
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dameus finally tore off the last layer of...
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dameus's eyes widened...
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he was staring...
at a gold and silver pulsing dragon egg...
the last dragon egg...in the world...
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Apr 1, 2007 9:45:46 GMT -5
Dameus ran to his bookcase and began grabbing books that had information about dragons and their lives.
he had to see if there was anything he missed while reading about them.
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dameus laid down the pile of books he had chosen to read up on dragons.
after rereading them all over again, he felt surer this time.
he walked up to the egg and carefully picked it up...
it was warm...
good
dameus began looking around for something that would be good for a sort of next of which he could enchant to retain heat without burning so it may sit in an everflame and incubate.
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the book said a dragon never dies in its egg. the eggs are inpenetrable by any force and they will never die within the egg. it will hatch when the process of growth in the egg has surpassed by certain means...
dameus picked up the leather that binded the egg a few minutes beforehand and enchanted the leather to retain fire and never be burned by it.
then he checked his fireplace to make sure the everflame he had set so long ago had enough magii left within it to keep burning. just long enough for the egg to hatch.
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all was right.
dameus picked up a large couldron and placed it over the fire and then srapped the dragon egg within the leather he had enchanted.
he then set the leather in the couldron and charmed it with a flare.
the fire raged under the cauldron and the temperature in the room increased ever steadily.
dameus took out a few cooling elixirs and began drinking a few and then finally cast a ward around the fireplace so that the immense heat wouldnt spread any longer.
now as the dragon egg lay over the everflame wrapped in its resistant garb and the flames heated ever so, dameus marveled at his luck.
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a dragon egg!
the last dragon egg...
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and the colors...they were that of the armor of his real father.
how much better could this get?
he began pondering over what he would first name the dragon...
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he went over sets of names until he finally considered the fact of it would depend on whether it wass a male or a female.
now grasping that thought, he began to think of how he would keep the dragon and feed it...
he had to keep it secret...
if it was the last dragon egg...people would siege just to have it.
after the war in unwritten history, the shadows slaughtered every dragon and dragoon they could find.
they found the nest that held the dragon eggs and began to kill off each and every dragon egg by destroying it with shadow magii.
but zodack was the one to save one of the eggs...and then, once zodack died, he teleported the egg out of the reach of the shadows.
he teleported it somewhere and it was picked up by supposedly the regal in the kingdom of skingrad.
since the king did not want to cause any ruckuss, he never raised the egg and kept it in secret...he must have...
dameus heard a squeak.
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he jumped to his feet and watched the egg tightly bound in the resistant leather...
it squeaked yet again.
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squeak
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the squeaking became ever more common...
a few hours passed by and it finally squeaked, but this was louder than the rest.
the fire suddenly died out, how it did dameu did not know. the cauldron fell with a clang and the egg rolled out of the leather.
the egg was a glowing amber, the silver veins were pulsing bright...
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another small squeak and he saw a bit of shadow moving in the glowing radiance of the egg.
it moved every so often and finally he saw the egg begin to crack...
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the book said it wouldnt hatch...in at least a few-
the egg began to crack even more...now the egg was decorated with lines and small indenations as one piece finally began to move up and down.
up and down...
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it popped off.
dameus could see a small dark nose poking in and out.
now a few more of the pieces began to hover and fell off lightly.
he could see the dragons head now as its legs began to push lightly on the rest of the cracks.
the dragons eyes were closed and it was coated in thin membrane...
the dragons legs finally pushed hard enough and the rest of the egg cracked and finally shattered around the dragon.
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dameus stared in awe...and in confusion.
the dragon was peeping almost like a bird.
it was roughly the size of his torso...
its wings were about double its own length and dameus could see through the thin membrane tying the bony fingers that stretched through it...forming the enormous wings that arched over it, flapping a little to dry them off.
it had small eyes. they were an amber gold and shone with a molten flame, a flame he had seen so much lately...
it had two needle-like teeth pointing out of the front of the mouth.
dameus decided to call them its foreteeth.
its back legs seemed to have more muscle than its front legs dameus could immediately tell. the paws had five claw sticking out of each. four in the front and in the back there was one poking out.
its scales were very soft, dameus thought from looking at them.
they shone beautifully gold and brilliantly were shining amber. they shone in accordance with the silver claws and teeth on the dragon.
the dragons wings, he now noticed after they had dried, were silver membrane.
its eyes darted from place to place, ignoring dameus until he finally shifted to get a closer look.
its tail, which was quite long and spiked, dameus saw, was flickering left and right.
the dragon stared at dameus for a little bit and finally blinked, then turned away and examined the rest of dameus's one roomed house.
it was quite small now he thought of it.
he could have fit it in the sack he had stolen it in and still have a small amount of room for...lets say jewelrey.
the dragon shakily began to release itself from the sticky membrane that once encased it within the gold and silver egg.
dameus now noticed what looked like lava pouring out from the rest of the casing the dragon shook off about ten minutes ago.
dameus looked back at the dragon and looked at its belly...he decided that it must be hungry.
dameus cast a small spell so it wouldnt wander around too much, and then ran into the refrigerated room.
he found some small strips of meat and then considered the fact this was a dragon, not a small lizard.
he got a small ham and ran back to the dragon, laying it next to it.
he then ran back and mixed a few liquids and made what he thought would be a healty nourishmental liquid for it to drink.
he ran back with the liquid to find the dragon ate the ham bone dry and dameus was quite astonished.
he laid down a bowl and then poured the liquid inside, bidding for the dragon to drink it.
it couldnt see that well, dameus could tell that was obvious, so he tried to guide it with his mind.
the dragon reached the liquid and began to drink softly from it.
dameus reached out and began brushing the dragon with his hand, careful to do it gently.
the dragon seemed to purr...it was a high rumble of sorts.
the scales were soft like feathers...in fact it even had small tiny hairs on its head and down.
dameus decided to check its gender.
(okay im just not going into description)
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it was...a girl.
now to finally think of a name...
he wanted a name that he could give it...
a name that would someday be famed and written in books.
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"What to call you..." he whispered to the small dragon hatchling.
it peeped again and with a last drought finished down the liquid.
it then stretched itself, arching its back like a cat, and it scurried towards dameus.
it hopped on his shoulder and began to lick his ear.
dameus laughed a little bit and finally went over to his bad escuse for a bed.
he got out the leather garbs he had wrapped the dragon egg in and made a small nest for it to sleep on.
dameus laid down in bed, laying the dragon on the nest.
it began to turn itself around, sniffing the leather, he thought.
finally it let out a small squeak of dissatisfaction and scurried to dameus.
once again it began the high pitched purring and like a cat began rubbing itself on dameus.
dameus laughed at the small amazingly cute dragon that had hatched on that very day...
finally it curled against him and with a soft rumble began to sleep.
dameus gently began petting it with his palm like before.
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"Welcome home, Elasia..."
it let out another small distant peep and dameus closed his eyes...
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