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I have sent you a PM, Pathas. Look forward to roleplaying with you. :)
Prophecy
[For zaga2575 and Jealous Angel D]
The planet Aurion exists parallel to Earth. It is a place that has been shaped and destroyed by magic. The inhabitants of this world are legendary, each race needing the ability to wield magic in order to survive. From the chaos caused by the magic, two individuals rose up above all the rest to claim the right of ruler. The power struggle between the two was fierce. And as the two fought each other, another individual ascended to stand beside them. And thus the Triad was created – splitting the world into three territories. The world has remained in relative peace since managing to grow and develop from the chaos of the magic, but currently that peace is on the brink of destruction. A prophecy has been made of a human man who is able to channel magic, able to magnify a magic user’s abilities. But humans have long since been extinct from Aurion, causing the Triad to turn their attention to another dimension.
{Your Character} is an inhabitant of present day Earth. He is a man who has found success in life, and is currently happy with how his life is going. However, such normality is soon shattered when one night he finds himself surrounded by a gang of hooded thugs. Strong though he may be, he finds himself out numbered and knocked unconscious. When he awakes, he finds himself not in a cage or some dark prison, but instead on the couch of a simple apartment. However, he isn’t alone. Not too far away sits a woman. While this strange woman may appear to be human – she is in fact a resident of Aurion, sent to protect this human man who is believed to be the one her people have prophesied about.
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Dragon and Protector
Deneva, daughter of Cadel
[For zaga2575 and Jealous Angel D]
The planet Aurion exists parallel to Earth. It is a place that has been shaped and destroyed by magic. The inhabitants of this world are legendary, each race needing the ability to wield magic in order to survive. From the chaos caused by the magic, two individuals rose up above all the rest to claim the right of ruler. The power struggle between the two was fierce. And as the two fought each other, another individual ascended to stand beside them. And thus the Triad was created – splitting the world into three territories. The world has remained in relative peace since managing to grow and develop from the chaos of the magic, but currently that peace is on the brink of destruction. A prophecy has been made of a human man who is able to channel magic, able to magnify a magic user’s abilities. But humans have long since been extinct from Aurion, causing the Triad to turn their attention to another dimension.
{Your Character} is an inhabitant of present day Earth. He is a man who has found success in life, and is currently happy with how his life is going. However, such normality is soon shattered when one night he finds himself surrounded by a gang of hooded thugs. Strong though he may be, he finds himself out numbered and knocked unconscious. When he awakes, he finds himself not in a cage or some dark prison, but instead on the couch of a simple apartment. However, he isn’t alone. Not too far away sits a woman. While this strange woman may appear to be human – she is in fact a resident of Aurion, sent to protect this human man who is believed to be the one her people have prophesied about.
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Dragon and Protector
Deneva, daughter of Cadel
Sent you a PM. :)
Looking forward to a summer of fun. Updated this thread with the Flames of War plot.
Elizabeth smiled as the man stumbled to find the right words that would hopefully save him from too much more embarrassment. It was a risk to continue to spend time with this hunter. However, she prefered the idea of going to his house rather than showing up at a convience store while bleeding. That would get too many people involved - and she didn't like the idea of people seeing her in such a weakened state.
"A quick stop would be just fine," she agreed to his offer. "Just as long as you aren't lying about there being any corpses hiding in your closet."
The future was too unpredictable. She shifted her right arm, doing her best to keep the marking out of his sight. The mark had never proven to be a problem growing up in a world where no one knew its meaning. But now, she was unsure what the hunter would do if he managed to see the mark of Chronos. He would probably kill her before sitting down to hear her side of the story.
"A quick stop would be just fine," she agreed to his offer. "Just as long as you aren't lying about there being any corpses hiding in your closet."
The future was too unpredictable. She shifted her right arm, doing her best to keep the marking out of his sight. The mark had never proven to be a problem growing up in a world where no one knew its meaning. But now, she was unsure what the hunter would do if he managed to see the mark of Chronos. He would probably kill her before sitting down to hear her side of the story.
Sorry I've been gone. I had family in town all last week. And this week I've been swamped with putting together research papers for a 2 month semester course. I'll hopefully have time tomorrow to put something together. Once again, sorry for my absence.
She raised her eyebrows in suspicion at his response. How could anyone think that such actions were a family tradition? But she remained silent. There was no reason to ask him more if he wasn’t willing to go into details.
“I’m fine, really,” she tried to reassure him. Never had see witnessed a vampire hunter stick around so long. Perhaps things had changed in twenty-one years. Perhaps the humans were a bit more careful at treating those who had encountered a vampire. “I’ve been through worse.” The sharp bitterness of the truth tainted her words – dying was far worse than a bump to the head. However, the fact that her head was throbbing with pain made her reconsider the offer. And the more she thought, the more she wondered if she had pain killers and first aid kit to deal with her wound. “But… perhaps a quick stop for some painkillers wouldn’t hurt.”
“I’m fine, really,” she tried to reassure him. Never had see witnessed a vampire hunter stick around so long. Perhaps things had changed in twenty-one years. Perhaps the humans were a bit more careful at treating those who had encountered a vampire. “I’ve been through worse.” The sharp bitterness of the truth tainted her words – dying was far worse than a bump to the head. However, the fact that her head was throbbing with pain made her reconsider the offer. And the more she thought, the more she wondered if she had pain killers and first aid kit to deal with her wound. “But… perhaps a quick stop for some painkillers wouldn’t hurt.”
She was quiet for a moment, battling with the words that her tongue did not wish to utter. Never in her life had she thanked a vampire hunter. And yet, here was one, desperately trying to make sure that she felt safe. "Thank you," Elizabeth finally expressed her gratitude, a heavy feeling settling within her. She owed him her life. Perhaps this would have been easier if he had just disappeared back into the shadows. "For I probably would have been... could have been killed if you hadn't shown up."
"How did you learn to fight like that?" Elizabeth asked. It was a horrible attempt at small talk - or at least that's what she hoped it came across as. For the conversation allowed her to keep her thoughts aligned. If she was able to get him to talk more - than there was less of a chance that in her weakened state that she'd say something she shouldn't have. She was already starting to wonder that her anger for the hunter was already obvious. And she hoped that he believed that shock was the reason she was handling this situation so calmly.
"How did you learn to fight like that?" Elizabeth asked. It was a horrible attempt at small talk - or at least that's what she hoped it came across as. For the conversation allowed her to keep her thoughts aligned. If she was able to get him to talk more - than there was less of a chance that in her weakened state that she'd say something she shouldn't have. She was already starting to wonder that her anger for the hunter was already obvious. And she hoped that he believed that shock was the reason she was handling this situation so calmly.
"I see," she quietly responded to his answer. A frown tugged at her mouth as she ground her teeth together. How much would the man enjoy if a vampire had said the same about one of his own? Of course, he had no idea who she was. And that was how it should be. She was human, and needed to resign herself to such a life. Yet, here she was talking with a vampire hunter while standing over a corpse. This wasn't normal. And what was to say that this wouldn't happen again. That another vampire with the mark of Chronos wouldn't pop out of the woodworks. Maybe this was just a random happening. Still... was she going to let this all slide and ignore this reality?
She began to deny his help. Began to move slowly away from the wall that was her support. But the world swayed a bit, and she found herself reaching out for his hand. "A cab should do me just fine - unless there are more guys like him out there. I don't need another experience like this again tonight."
She began to deny his help. Began to move slowly away from the wall that was her support. But the world swayed a bit, and she found herself reaching out for his hand. "A cab should do me just fine - unless there are more guys like him out there. I don't need another experience like this again tonight."
She drew in a deep breath as the vampire fell away from her. Placing a hand behind her, she steadied herself upon the wall. Relief rushed through her, grateful that she had not lost her life tonight. But anger rushed in quickly upon watching the scene play out before her. The very act stirred at the memories of a distant past. As the vampire stopped moving, she found her anger grow even more. How was she supposed to know more about this vampire if he was dead?
The question stirred her out of her thoughts, and she reached up with her right hand to touch the back of her head. She winced as she felt the gash that the attack had caused. “It’s not too bad,” Elizabeth answered as she glanced at the blood that coated her fingers. Wiping the substance upon her jeans, her attention was drawn back to the corpse. “What do you plan to do with that?”
Why she was asking, she wasn’t sure, for she knew that the hunter would most likely burn it – or find some other way to destroy the evidence. Clean up was always the most tedious part of the job. Her gaze rested upon the face of the fallen. Even now, without the threat of eminent death, she could not recognize the face.
The question stirred her out of her thoughts, and she reached up with her right hand to touch the back of her head. She winced as she felt the gash that the attack had caused. “It’s not too bad,” Elizabeth answered as she glanced at the blood that coated her fingers. Wiping the substance upon her jeans, her attention was drawn back to the corpse. “What do you plan to do with that?”
Why she was asking, she wasn’t sure, for she knew that the hunter would most likely burn it – or find some other way to destroy the evidence. Clean up was always the most tedious part of the job. Her gaze rested upon the face of the fallen. Even now, without the threat of eminent death, she could not recognize the face.
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