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First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

@Song Book

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

Alright. So should she be noticed by him and then instantly jump to the position to take her life or something more curious rounded?

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

So can I assume the tree she's at is where he had stopped?

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

The fancy trip happened and I've been exhausted to a mental level. I will be replying when I can though. Now I'm getting some sleep.

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

That work great concluding it would be his responsibility to ensure she survived without them. Assuming their races are obviously close enough to share a sense of kinship nature wise enabling the feeling of burden. Totally sorry of I don't get to replying tomorrow aka Wednesday I've got this fancy trip which determines whether I fail or not. The director of the program I'm in stated so to everyone whom was there. And unlucky me was just in time to hear the damning words.

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

@Song Book Alright, just make sure you aren't rushing yourself missy.

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

Lost, scattered so suddenly and once more dowsed in aqua. Less sensitive specifies assumed the islands had simple orbits but those whom clutched to the under side stone knew otherwise. The aligned paths changed so suddenly Reaver was left with iron black claws dug into rock allowing rushing water to hide him away from the searching eyes. Unfortunate was hardly fitting as above young of all sorts danced about under the sight of their parents. Anxious to disappear the surface of his skin soon flushed clear as camouflage for day. Sure enough with passing moments he needed to move when a child looked off the side of the abruptly ending grass.

Reaver left with no choice but to lurch away launched upward exhaling to send any water resting on his scale away. Sure enough airborne he caused a short shower of water on the youth whom squealed with awe at the sun gleaming off his scales which trying to adapt to new light levels flushed brilliant gold. while he became a distraction for the others of his kinda to scatter to their home. Updraft pulled him skyward towards the island above but in vain he was now being intensely stalked by the eyes of parents. Once again he grasped a island using his scythe style tail.

Instantly he shot upward even faster like a bullet towards one of many larger islands above. As if clockwork he would sink into the rocks below an island frequented by even more creatures but originally the island about a mile east from it's current position completely dismantling his pin point sense of distance. Unloved he land on the grass surface after scuttling up the side swinging the blade edge behind him. The moment he touched down a dozen creatures jumped to the defense of their ilk leaving Reaver once more needing to make haste.

Now mid lunge his scale returned to pitch black including his mane turning black in suit. Every step a good 10 solid feet as he continuously made way forward with grass ripping up behind every clawed step until he was going in the same direction as Fae but it was her misfortune to be used a launch board. Sure enough her shoulders rested in his class and with a swish his feet on her back he pulled the poor miss the opposite direction before it happened. With a gruesome amount of force he used her wings and back to launch from horizontally essentially allowing him to take off a speed thunder wyren reached amongst storms.

Wings barely out he shot away from the screaming crowd like a fighter jet mid air until he reached one of few sun bleached zone. Straining to turn mid air he fully opened his arms to slow down and lower until with the sound of soil curling apart he was stopped by the motion of pushing his claws into the ground soon tumbling in image of a draconian lizard blown out a cannon left finally to stop barely sheltered beside a good sized banana tree. His body with bits of dry grass over almost everywhere while he spared his claws taking them from the earth before falling on his side to breathe deeply as if chained around the neck for the adventure's duration.
@Song Book

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

@Song Book it started at night but I suppose I'll simply do something with my character leaving his current area. Fluff. I'll manage something... probably involving the idea that a time skip happened leading to the morning and some how he couldn't get to his own home before day.

A Moonlit Stroll Through the Cemetery [Female Searching for Male]

Great thought candy, putting the general starter in poem format. What exactly do you have in mind for continuing from that point or am I to assume the piece was bait?

I typically have turkey for both Christmas with mashed potatoes and stew. I don't generally do the gift part for Christmas but I've gotten the Harry Potter and the deathly Hallows book a few years back.

OOops sorry blonde moment I'll send a pm.

Fantasy:N'yo, Metal With A Tinge Of Quiet Lifestyle.

Races allowed: Kitsune along with other anthro based races, Elf, Harpy, Lamia(which is literally half snake and half humanoid torso), Pixie, Fairy(type is needed), and depending I may allow others just asking me about it.)

Mankind, the race born without but power but the will to create it.
Every species happily lived using their inborn skills and abilities to live life smoothly Mankind on the other hand had very dark emotions inside as they where left with nothing but metal, fire and water. That lead to the invention of STEAM engines which worked much better the.magicite counterparts which required the rocks with energy stored within. Sure humans could have grown the rocks themselves but they would have to rely on another race which being prideful they wouldn't even if they face extinction.

Everyday for men where either filled with Grease, Boozes, sword fights, or a dark isolation which chained the ones who still dreamed of a better place. In time they could power a massive city with just 900Gallons of water with a burn able fuel. As time progressed other races didn't trust mankind from their rash and brute like actions so easily they where to be avoided making the human race suffer more as their ideals fell into oblivion.

N'yo a young inventor who at his dismay got no credit for the creation of Spiral Coils(a rod which easily transfers electricity to the nearest other Spiral coil.) he started to suffer from a slightly depression as in hopes of getting credit for his first one. He spent most of his time amongst the gears of his airborne workshop with a ladder hanging down just incase someone wanted to place a order for an airship or land vehicle since he refused to make weapons.

When N'yo does happen to leave hes seen with a (Your Character's race) which many believe is his only friend seeing how no one visits him because of his slightly dead tone. (How long N'yo has known them is up for debate.) Despite their constant contact kids passing by can't help but laugh as they are hear him groan when his friend attempts to drag him away from the grinding of gears.

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He sighed as he sat in a chair his hands coated in a black gutless amount of grease while a size 6'8th wrench rested in his hand. Gears gently grinded in the background as light peered into his metallic workshop illuminating the small air ship he was currently working on. N'yo moodily walked across the room unpleased with every single contraption he made that would help even during a every day life. A cluster of the contraptions sat next to his massive toolbox which had his Magnet Boots on them. He turned as bolt he forgot to tighten earlier on the airship spun off ricocheting striking the back of his neck leaving a small welt. He grasped grabbing the back of his neck as if swatting a bug and taking a deep breathe he spoke cringing." Oh Damnit..." pulling the bolt into his view he groaned deeply knowing where it's from instantly. Walking past several pieces of scrap before he got into the airship.

The airship had enough space for about 5 people to comfortably sit and move. N'yo glanced at a panel which slung out beside the engine which gently hummed letting out a bits of the steam it had stored when he parked it. Pushing a few cooper wires back inside he took his wrench and hammered the plating back on. After he did that he screwed the bolt on with his finger before he slapped his wrench on it, tightening it so it wouldn't hit him again. N'yo glanced around checking several interior ojects like lights and parachute mechanics.

After checking all the mechanics of the machine he stepped out with his eyes dark with a slightly emptiness. N'yo approach his newest project almost as if mourning a death. The object needed several fixes but it was something which froze the water in the air using electricity coils to deconstruct the heat in the air making what it was directed as freeze. N'yo lifted the gun like object as it easily would be pictured like a handgun. He opened the side and with a small solar collector stone melted into a battery he placed it inside before picking up his welding mask. After the welding mask was snug apon his jaw and brow he started to fix the battery inside of the gun with sparks illuminating his shop with the sound of crackles.