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Post by [cass] on Jul 24, 2012 3:57:07 GMT -5
The dragon merely looked down at her in such a way that a smile was tugged unwillingly to her lips. The large beast fascinated her in a way that nothing else had. Her original fear now seemed childish; she knew she had nothing to fear from such a beast, she was a werecat. But as the white dragon bent down to sniff her she doubted for a moment whether he knew what she really was. Her foot stumbled a touch back as the great beast let out a large gust of air from his nostrils. She hissed in defiance to his treatment of her. So much for being nice, a scowl darkened her face as she glared fiercely up at the dragon. Her eyes did not budge as the rider spoke. So its name was Starlight. She eyed the white scales, they were large like plates of armour running down the length of his body, they intrigued her and made her want to touch and play with them. Although she was much higher than a street cat or any cat for that matter, the way that light danced off of the scales made her tail twitch and made her want to leap up and try hit them.
She had not felt this way in her life. For a moment she stood there worried. She was not a cat to feel joy, they called her dead, those of her kind had given her such a name, was she meant to feel this way? The touch of his mind surprised her and she shook herself, banishing the thought of her name from mind. She gently opened her mind up to his, hiding the insanity that grabbed her and threatened to overspill into his innocent mind, because it was, he might be a killer, but he was innocent by every length compared to the werecat. Nola didn’t expect the feeling of strength and power that come from it, it surprised her. The amount of power that poured into her mind as he entered was amazing; she had only ever felt such power like that one other time in her life. But the power in his mind did not scare her; it felt oddly like the touch of most werecats, with just a lot more strength and size and the need to feel better and more superior then her. In a way his complete and total feeling of superiority amused her.
His deep voice filled her head, What are you strange furling. She felt a flicker of annoyance at his complete lack of knowledge, his ignorance to her race. However, she did not show this, after all this dragon was a mere hatchling, young and fresh to the world, compared with her. I am a werecat. She responded, her voice held her confidence and superiority in her belief that she was better than this dragon. You are very strange, she continued, moving around his paw, before standing right in front of him. In the years that I have lived I to be honest have never seen a dragon before, I have heard many tales of your size, but I have never had the… pleasure of meeting one before. She said, both her eyes stayed on Starlight, she grudgingly admitted to herself that she liked the big dragon, he was tall and proud, almost the complete opposite of her.
The rider now spoke up, his mind joining the link. Alright, stop hassling her before she strikes at you. He said. To this the dragon responded with an arrogant headshake, Strike at me ? She would only hurt herself in the process. Nola snorted at his ignorance. You must see me fight before you judge so easily, dragon. She said coolly. "My apologizes Werecat –“ The rider hesitated. "I'm sorry. Do you have a name?" To that Nola had no answer, for a moment she stared at the rider a slightly puzzled expression crossing her face, no one had ever asked her for a name, she was never asked she was only told her name and others had called her that because none of them knew. Name? … She asked, she paused, when she continued to speak she chose through the mind rather than speaking, she preferred the ease of talking that way rather than through actual words. They all call me the Dead One… She hesitated, the next words on her lips she had not spoken for a long time.
… Nolamarra. That’s is my name. She said softly. Her eyes flickered back to the dragon, she wanted to know more about him. ”Care to join us oh werecat it would be an honour to dine with you I've only come across your kind briefly in Ellesmara and never really got a chance to converse with any.” The words came from another elf and she turned her head to take a curious look at him. Food was not what she felt like at the moment, and she most defiantly did not want to go into a noisy pub, where her sensitive ears would hurt. She hated crowded rooms, full of lots of people and talking and chatting, right now she felt vulnerable and open to the world around her, right now there was too many people for her liking. ”I’m sorry, but those places are not for me. However, Elf I would be honoured with the opportunity to speak with you another time, perhaps just the two of us? And where there is not so many people and noise?” Nola did not feel bad for anything, her sharp tongue always quick with a rude comment, but she hated saying no to the elf, he seemed kind and fair, but her fear of such places would not allow her to go.
There were just too many people, too many ways for them to hurt her and make her scream in the way she had a long time ago. She felt the wind and the people around her tense, she shrugged not bothered by the wind, her instinct told her not to worry, instead she moved back to the white dragon and again found herself intrigued with the way the light danced off of his scales in a way that made her chest lighten and brought a small smile to her face, something she had not seen for a long time.
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Post by Nandon on Jul 24, 2012 4:55:14 GMT -5
Nandon smiled and began walking towards the tavern he had mentioned his stomach growling at the prospect...It was early in the day and most soldiers who would be here where on duty so there was only about three people inside.... Nandon instantly walked over and looked at the food.... chicken steak potatoes corn bread cheese biscuits gravy.... Everything was there and nandon walked over to the line and heaped a enourmous amount of each on his trey and walled over to the table waiting for the others to come before he set to eating
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Post by fëanàro on Jul 25, 2012 20:42:41 GMT -5
Feanaro looked down at the warecat after learning her name and nodes his head after she spoke to him "I understand nolamarra i would enjoy the opportunity to converse with you very much. I've found you'd kind to be quite interesting company to be around, any talks I've had with a warecat have been brief. But alas maby next time we meet it won't be so crowded,I often times enjoy setting up a camp out side of big citys such as this. Being able to hunt my own food,cook it and enjoy the warmth of the sun and the open air always appeals to be. An I find laying on a soft bed of grass with a full stomach looking up at the stars to be quite invigorateing."
When feanaro finished speaking he smiled to him self once he noticed the warecats widen and her tail twitch playfully at the reflections of starlights scales.he foundered if she would jump at the lights like so many regular cats did,but then he reminded him self that nolamarra was no ordinary cat.
As nandon made his leave no doubt to go enjoy the feast he had just described feanaro felt a twinge of hunger in his stomach. Looking over at nepherion before he made to follow nandon he spoke to the rider "what about you shurtu'gal some warm food an ale sounds pretty good right about now would you and your majestic dragon care to join us." Feanaro figured nepherion would refuse the offer, being a dragon rider ment he was probably quite busy most of the time. But feanaro did not want to seem rude.
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Post by Nepherion on Jul 28, 2012 0:26:46 GMT -5
The two seemed impervious to the answers and questions of the others as they contemplated the wind. Then suddenly the mind of another join with Starlight's and Nepherion's. This mind seemed as titanic as the Beor Mountains, and like Thunderheads above Alagaesia itself it loomed over the two and boomed it's voice out in their minds. Do not worry about the flutters of the wind. It is a force that many have yet to understand. Even the most powerful magician's have trouble mastering it essence. For now focus on the Werecat in-front of you. If you can befriend it, than fortune is sure to shine on you. The voice was unmistakable, Bid'Daum had touch their minds and just as quickly receded back into his gem. His touched fading slowly from their minds, Nepherion reached out to him. His voice frantic in his search for answers. Wait. What do you mean ? The immense mind continued it's descent into it's diamond shell, only leaving a single word for Nepherion to ponder. Go.
Nepherion clenched his teeth as he peered at the sac on his hip. His hand gripped the handle of Brojska as he thought on Bid'Daum's word. Do not pester him. A dragon of his stature will not tolerate a fly biting at his tail. Starlight said, bringing Nepherion out of his small fit. For now we return to the Werecat, before she believes we've gone mad.
Nepherion let out a snort of amusement before returning to the Werecat. He was certain that though his mind had been other places, that his memory and ears had store all the information he heard subconsciously. He closed his eyes for only a second as he searched his psyche and begin to gather the answers and questions that he had missed. It was a good thing that Starlight was with him. For the dragon had a larger attention span than him and also a more organized collection of thoughts and sounds. Gathering all he could, Nepherion turned towards the Werecat and touch the wing of his hair, framing his cheek. Nolamarra... He said, examining it's pronunciation. That's such a pretty name. Befitting for a beast of your caliber. A warm smile spread across his cheeks as he looked towards her.
Starlight thingyed his head slightly at the larger-smarter-mice-hunter's explanation. A feeling of slight interest flowed out his mind, only to be replaced by sheer arrogance afterwards. What could your claws do to a mighty dragon like me ? He asked. His question seemed genuine as he pushed his chest out and lifted his neck to a more imposing posture. Though he enjoyed the voice of the feral beast, her mind was indeed confusing and dark. As if she hid a secret that threatened to consume her just as quick as the ocean would a ship. He glanced towards the tent and notice the fractions of his scale reflecting off it's tent. He stopped to admire himself as the elves talked to the larger-smarter-mice-hunter. Afterwards he aligned himself with the row of tents, readying to take off into the sky. Are you ready Rider ? He asked.
Nepherion wobbled slightly as Starlight pawed his way around. Without the saddle he could feel the dragon's scale begin to chafe against his skin. He winced, then felt Starlight's apologetic feelings course through him. " Of course I'am. But first." He said, turning to Feanaro. " I have had my fill earlier. But please eat a extra meal for me will you ? " He looked around for Nandon-elda but he had left already and without a goodbye or anything, Who could blame him though. He had been consumed by the feelings of united siblings. Nepherion doubted he would pay anyone much mind if Nix and his family was around him.
Starlight gazed down at Nolamarra as she admired him, or atleast that what he thought she was doing. He separated his mind from the larger-smarter-mice-hunter and joined it with the partner-of-his-heart-and-mind. She is amusing. Can we bring her with us ? Nepherion chuckled out loud at Starlight's obvious merriment. Let me ask her if she would like to accompany us. He said, still hesitant of entering the Werecat's mind. But assured he could handle it thanks to Starlight blocking anything he that would turn his mind into mush. Nolamarra. Would you like to join us ? Starlight gazed at her with a crimson eye, as if he was expecting her answer as well.
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Post by fëanàro on Jul 30, 2012 14:49:55 GMT -5
Feanaro nodes his head at nepherions response an smirked a little "I will make sure to do that. Until we meet agian may the stars watch over you". An with that feanaro made his way towards the city.
Apon arriving feanaro already knew wear the jeweled eager was, heaving spent a few drinkn knights there him self. But the smell of the awsome food that was being cooked for this buffets nandon spoke of is what feanaro was following. His stomach grumbled impatiently at the scent of roasted meat, stews,and side dishes. Even the thought of it made feanaro quicken his pace till he arrived at the tavern.
Entering the well lit room feanaro instantly spotted nandon already ready to tear into his meal,his sister grining sarcastically next to him with her own plate of food. So with out further edu feanaro gave a quick wave towards the pair as he made his way to the table holding the food. Grabbing a few plates feanaro stacked them high each one heaving something different,two of the plates had different meat an another held a pile of rice. Then sitting next to nandon an his sister feanaro smiled "sorry for the wait. Nandon this is awsome"
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Post by [cass] on Jul 30, 2012 18:42:20 GMT -5
Solitude seemed to be her only company, for so many years did she travel the empty hallways of Tronjheim. Her feet would slide over the ground at times quieter than a ghost, not even the aged layers of dust moved as she stepped delicately over the ground. Isolation had seemed to surround the place, closing each door that could lead to others, preventing her from seeing anyone, at first she hadn’t minded it searching and exploring the many rooms had always been fun, always finding new toys and hidey wholes, dodging the dwarves that searched for intruders and hiding from anyone who came in search of her, calling out her name, but it just echoed through the hallways Dead One, running through the empty place, where the only answer was silence. There would never be an answer to their calls, her voice was never heard, and words seemed to be of no use to her anymore, until she joined the fight. Until she threw myself into a battle she never spoke, she never reached out with her mind, holding it to herself and letting her insanity sink into her very soul, she let it take me, it was what the isolation did.
But now as she stood her peering at the dragon that was both tall and majestic as well as large and clumsy, his steps took up so much space that he knocked into everything, his feet colliding with table and chairs and his tail? Oh his tail, it was like a large broom that had no limits and appeared to have no control. As he moved it everything in its path be it a person, chair or plant was crushed, it amused her as much as a mouse in her claws, trying to flee, but failing. It was only small, but so very amusing, just as the sparkles of light on his scales, it was small ,but amusing, it made her feel almost kittish and young and more lively then she had ever felt in her life. With a rough shake of her fur she withdrew herself from the rider just as he did the same, the connection of their minds for such a long time was not good for him, her mind was a spinning circle of madness and even though she controlled what he saw and she controlled everything he felt, things could leak through, her insanity could slide pass her and into his mind.
However, she knew the dragon could protect him from her mind; his mind was far more superior then the riders. Gently she settled herself down onto the ground, wrapping her tail around her paws, her eyes rarely strayed from the dragon, she was taking a great liking to the proud creature, his strength and attitude made her want to be near him and like him and her early fear now seemed to embarrass her, how could she have been scared of such a beast. He was not something to fear, his strength come with arrogance, but a deadly air hung around him and that arrogance could easily be mistaken for confidence for those of the same kind.
"I understand Nolamarra I would enjoy the opportunity to converse with you very much. I've found you'd kind to be quite interesting company to be around, any talks I've had with a werecat have been brief. But alas maybe next time we meet it won't be so crowded, I often times enjoy setting up a camp outside of big cities such as this. Being able to hunt my own food, cook it and enjoy the warmth of the sun and the open air always appeals to be. An I find laying on a soft bed of grass with a full stomach looking up at the stars to be quite invigorating." The werecat looked back at the elf, who had spoken to her before, she listened intently as he spoke of a time when her kind had spoken to him, she had no use for stories, but his gratitude and want made her happy, this elf really did want to talk to her, it appeared that Nola was being asked more than her name, she was being asked to join this person, in talk. Something she never did, now she stared at him, hiding her eagerness to indeed meet him and spend hours talking to him, such things had never ever caught her attention, but now they did. ”For that I am grateful of, elf. I look forward to our talk.” She said kindly.
Her attention was then drawn within her as she felt the now familiar presence of another’s mind reach out to her; she looked startled at the rider as he moved onto his dragon, his mind stretching out to speak with her. Tentatively she opened herself, making sure none of the swirling mass of madness engulfed him, Nolamarra. Would you like to join us? The words slipped into her mind and she embraced them as they sunk in, they were asking her to join them. Surprise flickered in her eyes just briefly before she covered it with an unreadable look. Starlight watched her, waiting for a reply just as much as his rider, there was a glint of curiosity hidden in its giant depths, just as there was in her eyes. I would be honoured to join you, she said, at that moment the other elf left with a farewell and it was just the three of them.
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Post by Nandon on Jul 31, 2012 6:37:30 GMT -5
Nandon nodded his head as he tried to stop from drolling then he basicly... stuffed his face bring one of the plates as close as possible to his face and began eating as quickly as he could... The tavern staff looked with horor at the two who had massive amount of food on there plate
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Post by Nepherion on Jul 31, 2012 12:19:36 GMT -5
The werecat responded as expected, causing a smile to appear on his face. It made him feel..accepted. That his titles: Shurtu'gal or Argetlam, or even Rider had brought some unnatural attraction to his life. He was, in only a few moments about to depart with a werecat . One of the most seclusive races in all of Alagaesia. Starlight lifted his gaze from the werecat and back to the dignified posture of looking to the sky. A content feeling emanating from his mind and heart. Tell her to climb on so I may leave this cramped position. I think the two-legs are beginning to resent my size. The dragon lowered himself, placing his soft underbelly on the ground and lifting his wings over the tent, so not to crush any of the ones around him. Nepherion gestured Nolamarra to get on with a subtle snap of his head.
As she climbed on, Nepherion would turn around towards her. " It would be best if you get between my lap. The take-off... will be a little bumpy. " He said, as Starlight's muscles begin to contract. A open arm was extended towards Nolamarra, along with a warm, inviting, smile. " You should hurry, that tremor usually means he's about to take-off. " Starlight did his usual roar, which he did to maintain his terrifying atmosphere then sprung into the air, climbing high above the campsite and into the sky. The wind as usual tore at his passengers, - usually Nepherion - causing him to lean in closer to Starlight's body as he speared through the currents.
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Post by [cass] on Aug 2, 2012 4:02:29 GMT -5
Nola looked up in total shock, her eyes grew wide at the very suggestion of climbing onto the dragon, but what made her eyes widen the most was the fact that under that he was suggesting that she was to fly with them, up in the sky, in the air where he re would be nothing solid to keep her paws. In the air. Starlight lowered himself closer to the ground so that she could get on and she tentatively stepped onto his scales, they were surprisingly smooth under her paws, there roughness was lost in her as she stepped up higher until she stood just behind Nepherion, her paws were still shaky, but the giant beast seemed to not want to hurt her, as Nepherion motioned for her to come sit with him on his lap, she reluctantly moved forwards moving under his arm, and ignoring his open hand. Being a cat her balance was perfect and she neatly made her way to the riders lap, settling herself down between his legs, she was bigger than a normal cat, but there was plenty of room on the dragon.
She felt the ground –starlight shake beneath her, his roar rumbled through her and she instinctively sunk her claws into his scales as a precaution, fearing that she would be thrown off; a startled hiss escaped her lips as the giant dragon leapt off of the ground and into the air. She stared wide eyed at the ground that rapidly shrank beneath her and yet it grew at a new scale, she no longer saw a small place, but the big place in a view and sight that she had never seen before, this was a whole new world. ”Wow.” She whispered the words escaping her lips and she looked at the white dragon, his wings beating with so much power and at the boy that sat on him and she felt like she was in a whole new world.
ooc- Naww she loves this <3
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Post by Nepherion on Aug 2, 2012 5:22:30 GMT -5
Nepherion's hair fluttered as Starlight flapped through the air with the booming beat of his wings. The white scales that covered his body, shimmered with a milky light that seemed to sparkle like diamonds. A smile of content was plaster on Nepherion's face as held tight to the spike of Starlight's neck. Than he heard a light, yet clear word come from the werecat.
A indisputable shock was expressed, with a short breathe when he heard Nolamarra speak. After a moment of sharing the feeling with Starlight, a small chuckle was released and Nepherion rubbed her fur with a gentle gloved-hand. " How is the ride ? Are you enjoying it ? " He asked. He felt the sheathe of Brojska scrape against Starlight's scales with ever rough turn or jerk, it made him feel a little more rushed to get the saddle or land, whichever came first.
Starlight soared into the sky at the moment of the question, curving up and spiraling quickly as he rose higher past the clouds - allowing a chill to creep into the bones of his passengers. Nepherion felt the force of gravity begin to pull him back and without the saddle to keep him centered, he was forced to gripped the spike tighter. Starlight slowed to a halt before opening his wings - his massive size, majestic in the light of the sun. - and leaning out into a tranquil glide over the clouds. His scales sparkled brighter than before and his wings flapped within greater intervals. Starlight flew on the wind as smoothly as a bird, though he would of rather been compared to a hawk - the predators of the sky. As his slanted lids peered into the vast space infront of him, he noticed a flock of birds and had the urge to give chase.
No way Starlight. We have to get back to camp. If only to retrieve the saddle... He said a little grudgingly. I almost fell during that little trick of yours. A resonating rumble, coursed the length of his neck, as he sent a accepting feeling through the bond . He banked infront of the shape of the sun and made his way back to the camp, Starlight sent his mind out to the taller-than-normal-mice-hunter as well. How is it that your mind is so vast and your body so small ? His voice casual in his haste to make conversation with her.
Below them, the small encampment that belong to Nepherion became visible. On a small hill, looking over the Varden below, rested a small bache tent. To the left of it were several wooden logs that looked to be cut clean in half each four-feet in height and a foot in width. The smothering remains of a campfire rose into the air and around it was a single table and a single stool. The area around was large enough to house Starlight's massive frame and allowed him to stretch comfortably out and around.
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Post by fëanàro on Aug 3, 2012 13:59:40 GMT -5
As nandon began the destruction of his own food feanaro pulled s tankard of near towards him so he could wash his food down. Then with his own ravenous hunger the elf began tearing off big peaces of meat from the bone of the the chicken he was eating first.after every bite he swallowed he shifted over to his big bowl of rice witch he would bring close to his face an shocked vast amounts into his mouth. The look on the inns staff was one of complete shock as nandon an feanaro began piling plate after plate on front of them.
After finishing his 3rd bowl of rice feanaro looked to the cook who was now looking curiously out at him an nandon,most likely wondering what was causing all the excitement. Feanaro waved a hand to the man an with a half full mouth of food said "danks..ish is ounderful.."Feanaro took a long drought of mead to help swallow then spoke agian"this is all delicious I thank you for preparing such a fine feast". Feanaro then back to work on the roasted duck that was in front of him.
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