Captain Flonshade

It was past noon, and Sortos was sitting on the bar of an empty cafe, waiting for people to hang out with. Though he was pretty sure the moment anyone turned up he would be a nervous wreck. But nevertheless, he was not going to let this day pass him by without trying at least to have a conversation with someone. 

juvionmodord:

Juvion blamed Thon. The Captain was the taller of the two by a bit, so clearly, his presence what what tipped off the dragon. Granted, it could also have had something to do with them not having cover or really any method of sneaking around that a dragon wouldn’t see. He was beginning to suspect that perhaps they should have thought this through better, when the dragon descended with a roared warning.

Thon turned to him with a look on his face that said something along the lines of, holy fuck a dragon, and Juvion had to agree, so he nodded to the Captain as if to say, yup, that it is, and we’re screwed but, he gave a shrug, we might as well go out swinging.

He eyed the dragon up—and up—and up—and down, gods they were huge beings… Speaking in the politest tone he could manage, he said, “We’ll just get out of your hair then. If you had any hair. Which you don’t… we’ll get out of your scales.” With that eloquent speech delivered, he saluted to the dragon and turned to leave, watching warily for flames from the corner of his eye.

maslathedragon

Masla growled lowly in her throat as her eyes swept over the two legged beings who had dared to enter her domain. Were they really so stupid that they thought they would be able to walk in unnoticed. Or perhaps they had ulterior motives. Whatever the situation may be she would be on her guard.

As the creature spoke she narrowed her eyes. She did not know whether to laugh or to simply scorn at the suggestion the creature had made. With one powerful flap of her wings she was airborne and her jaws were wide open as she let loose a stream of fire that encircled the two of them trapping them in the small clearing.

Masla closed her mouth with a sharp click, as her dagger like teeth connected, and the fire stopped. The circle was obviously very accurate since she had been practicing for years. But now was not the time to admire her handy work. Stepping into the ring of fire, she raised her neck so that she stood poised as if to strike the two creatures in front of her.

“Do you take me for a fool?” She growled, the flames from the fire having no effect on her as she stood half outside and half inside the circle. “You are the enemy and you will not be going anywhere until we benefit from you in some way.” The skin around her mouth pulled back into a dangerous and sharp toothed smile which only seemed to add to the ferocity and the danger the she-dragon possessed, but she did not care. The more scared they were the better it was for her.

@thonflonshade

“Until you benefit from us? You Knights already tried that once. Held a good Mancer captive for ten years and tortured him for information. Though apparently y’all aren’t any good at extracting information because you got nothing from him. What makes you think you’ll get anything from us?” Well, the words were out of his mouth before he knew what he was saying. At least it was great for a final speech (speech being a loose term for what he had just said).

He shot Juvion another look this time saying sorry I definitely fucked it up and we could die now. Sometimes he cursed his own impulsiveness in situations such as this. It made it hard for him to keep his mouth in check. Though in his defense he didn’t usually have to watch what he said. He was also used to being the most powerful creature in all circumstances so he definitely felt a bit lower than he was used to at the moment.

It was then that he remembered the canteen full of water at his side. If it came to it he could use that to fight while he pulled more water from the environment around him. Without moving he started feeling through the ground and plants, measuring how much water he would have to work with if he had to fight.

For Magical Enemies roleplay

The wind was favorable at present, Masla noted as her wings gave a powerful flap, propelling her forwards. Although the wind smelled of something that had been present for quite a few years but now it was more noticeable then ever before, the dragon noted grimly, as she flew at a slightly languid pace over her domain.

Battle.

Sometimes whatever course a living being took and no matter how hard they tried to avoid it fighting was inevitable. There were different kinds of battles that came with those fights. A being would fight for it’s survival. Or they would clash in a battle of words instead of swords. Words were as powerful as swords, Masla mused to herself, her sharp cat like eyes scanning the ground below her as she kept watch over the territory under her protection. 

Catching sight of two figures she growled when their scent hit her nose, a wisp of smoke curling from her mouth as she descended.

‘Intruders!’ She roared, landing in front of them and growling. ‘Begone lest you feel the heat of my flames.’

It was very easy to get bored around a Mancer camp at night, most people were sleeping or busy preparing for the next day’s battle. It was particularly boring for a ship captain who was landlocked and told basically to make himself useful around camp because there weren’t any strong water sources nearby to make him powerful in the battle field. 

Not wanting to be useless and stuck sitting at camp, he’d been whining to Juvion about it and one of them (he wasn’t even sure which at this point) had suggested going on this crazy mission. So now here they stood face to face with a dragon, not nearly enough weapons on them for the situation. 

He shot Juvion a look trying to convey to him silently, now what?