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I might make a character for this soon if it's still open.
This to still open? I'd like to make one for the phobia of fire. (transforming into a dragon seems like a rather fitting beast transformation is it not? C:)
The Great Dragon Prince!


@wxps350@Baklava

William watched as the witch approached him, his eyes narrowed at her annoyance. He was practically giving her the benefit of leaving her alone. Her insane nature became clear as she spoke to him.
Williams eyes widened in surprise before he was engulfed in odd colored flames, the explosions blasting him back from the roof and falling onto the ground with his clothes burning with residue of the witch's fire. Strangely, the flames themselves didn't burn his skin, though the force did bruise him a bit.

"You little.." He muttered in frustration as he took to the air, flying above the roof and glaring down upon her as he rested to a hover. "I'll wipe that grin off your face!" He shouted as he took off the glove of his left hand, then aimed that arm down towards her. His hand would rapidly morph, skin turning to plated scales and horns, eyes forming on what is now a large head of a dragon that was once a hand. The monstrous head would let out a roar before red flames grew from it's throat and sprayed the fire down upon her from above.
Interested, I'll make a racial sheet first soon enough.
I'll try to make a post tonight.
I'm genuinely curious how everyone will react to Jackal on their first encounter.
@dragonmancer Waiting for you to post, unless you want me to go.


Didn't see it was my turn, sorry! I made a post now.
The Great Dragon Prince!


@wxps350@Baklava

William didn't offer no return smile to the witch, he cared little for her games. At least for now anyway. The prince watched, though the bright flash momentarily blinded him, his vigil returned when it faded, and he was amused at watching the moon prince over powered. Annoyed at the moon prince's tone as he asked for his assistance. "Call me a coward again and I'll do the witch's job for her." I stared coldly before my prideful side showed over. "This isn't my fight, if you truly are a proper prince, you should be able to handle this on your own." His arms crossed, crimson orbs analyzing the six shadows, a witch, and what appeared to be a monster of a familiar barely visible.

Needless to say, he was generally curious. At first he might have decided to help him if he was going to surely die, but after being insulted so, the odds of that decision slimmed. In fact now he would be much for satisfied in watching the witch slaughter the Prince desperate for aid in his own battle. A cocky and cruel smirk formed on his face as he spoke again. "If you can't handle the most basic jobs of us princes then you should have just stayed home, or at the very least stick to small-time shadows."
The sun rose, but the thick clouds obscured its warm rays from grazing the earth. The snow had stopped falling, but it was already 7 inches deep. Snow had poured into the barn, forcing its way through previously locked windows of the barn in certain sections. The twittering of winter birds would chirp in response to dawn.

As the low sunlight grazed my eyes William would slowly rise from his straw bed, yawning and stretching his arms as he got up. "Seems the storm has stopped." He muttered as He went to shut the snow-flowing windows. He then turned his attention to his partner.



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