A Throne for a Warrior

[Drago_Bloodtooth]

He was never a king, he'd always been a wandered... but in the end, he could not escape his own blood. Sir. Drago Teleren Bloodtooth was recently crowned to his father's throne in the land of Draconius. By blood he ruled the lands, but by that very blood... half of his dragon father, half of his human mother... he was a true wanderer. Oh the castle was a prison to him.

He turned from the window he was gazing out, letting the long white hair of his drape back over a shoulder as he heard one of his chamberpages enter, he had been waiting for this.

"You sent for me, your majesty?"

"Yes... yes, I did. I will be taking a day for reflection in my santuary. You know my desire."

"Aye majesty. I shall see you are not disturbed for any reason"

"Good, you may have your leave now." He nodded as the page turned. No interruptions is just what he wished. With that he moved on his way to the sanctuary that houses the alter to his god, the Dragon Spirit. He moved to take the position of one in prayer as the doors closed and latched behind him, waiting a moment before taking action.

Rising he moved to collect his hidden bag, quickly changing over to his traveling garb, he smirks that he always has to do this so secretively. A press to a stone in the wall and it slides open, allowing him access down through the castle's secret ways and out to an alley.

Reveling in the smells of the city once more, he moves on until he comes to a tavern, stepping inside to find out just what this day might bring...

 

[Nyte]

::the tavern was packed, with the typical tavern riff-raff. Nyte reveled in this atmosphere. so easy to try her "craft" here. but tonight, she settled on making bets involving a game of daggers, and boy was she cleaning up::

::nyte concentrated, holding her dagger in her hand, her limp at the right angle to hurl it, when a familiar scent caught her nose. she glanced around trying to see who smelled so damn familiar. musty like old books, yet also of fine cologne, with a small trace of...she threw her dagger. it missed but it did embed itself a few inches into the wall. phospherus! thats what it was. thats why it smelled so familiar. a dragon was lurking around::

You missed. ::nyte looked up, pissed that someone was rubbing it in. her face then broke out into a smile once she saw the smiling and tad smirking face of drago::

 

[Drago_Bloodtooth]

Yes, that bit of a smirk, he hadn't expected to run upon this one here. "You're a bit out of your lands, are you not? Draconius is a long way from RhyDin, Lady Nyte."

"I get around..." came the flat reply, she liked him but never really was one to be too respectful to authority, but of course as it was, he was just a common traveler for the time being.

"So I see." As he looked over to the dagger embedded in the wall. "You need to work on your shot a little, no? You won't win any money with that throw."

"Oh so rub it in. You distracted me you big old sulpher factory."

"Sulpher factory?" He laughed out loud. "Now that... is a new one. Though, perhaps... can I have a toss?" He held out a hand for a dagger.

 

[Nyte]

::nyte grinned and handed over a dagger. she took that time to slip off her cape to adjust her bustier. though she normally wouldnt be caught dead in something like that, she found it works in situations like this...adding to the damsel in distress ploy...or ::she noted as dragos eyes found her..well you know:: a good distraction.

::he threw the dagger. it hit but not a good enough shot:: you missed ::nyte rubbed in, fastening her cape over her clothes and sword she wore at her hip::

 

[Brenna]

::Brenna slips out the door after Nyte and speaks to her:: Now you know Nyte I'm not going to let you run off and get into fun without me ::smirks then looks about:: Dragon... Draco is that you sneaking out of your place again? ::says in a laughing voice, very fond of the dragon:: So what are you doing romping about? Care to join Nyte and I and get into some trouble?

 

[Drago_Bloodtooth]

He blinked at seeing Brenna here as well. Oh heavens, has all of RhyDin come to his land now? Leaning he whispers harshly to Brenna. "That's Drago... not Draco. And ixnay on the alacepay."

 

[Morgoth]

"Lord, a group of what looks like maniacs are outside the gates and want to come in", said a gaurd, running up."Well, open the gates", Drago said. they all heard the squeak as the gates slid open. 4 horsemen rode in. "Lord, we come from the land of Taros. We are here, looking for a word with you. Our lord, as well, is here", one of them said," Our names are Lokken, Emperor of Taros, Thrinta, is lead general, I, Joreth, Leader of the Order of the White Shield, you better recognize me, and also, Murazor, a Dragonmancer. We wish a private talk with you. Ah, Nyte and Brenna, I have the honor to meet your vicious selves again", Joreth said, all of them stepping from out of the shadows.

OOC: I am using 4 of my characters.HA HA HA HA HA HA! And you better not shove me in limbo!

 

[Drago_Bloodtooth]

"Lord, a group of what looks like maniacs are outside the gates and want to come in", said a gaurd, running up."Well, open the gates", Drago said. they all heard the squeak as the gates slid open. 4 horsemen rode in. "Lord, we come from the land of Taros. We are here, looking for a word with you. Our lord, as well, is here", one of them said," Our names are Lokken, Emperor of Taros, Thrinta, is lead general, I, Joreth, Leader of the Order of the White Shield, you better recognize me, and also, Murazor, a Dragonmancer. We wish a private talk with you. Ah, Nyte and Brenna, I have the honor to meet your vicious selves again", Joreth said, all of them stepping from out of the shadows.

OOC: I am using 4 of my characters.HA HA HA HA HA HA! And you better not shove me in limbo!

OOC: Get out of my thread with that! Heavens, what an idiot. They are not in the castle for one thing and Drago would not just open the gates. What kind of fool do you think he is?? Lords alive.

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Sorry, dude, usually people are angry at me for asking questions and making threads develop slowly. Seems your the opposite. You want me to edit it, or just go away? Please don't make me go.

 

[Drago_Bloodtooth]

OOC: If you want in on the thread, hook up with the chars in the tavern. Also, two minor little details: 1) keep with the surrounding, I do not take well to sudden changes of location without some means of explanation. 2) NO god-like monsters or creatures that no one's ever heard of outside of some video game, to note of which... some of those I did know about, I am an RPG fanatic so don't try to sneak one by me. Oh, and as for the Trasque... it's an AD&D monster, 1 of a kind, 10,000 HP and in order to kill it you need to get it to - 60 and wish it dead.

 

[Brenna]

OOC: Everyone please ignore that stupid post. You didn't even READ the dang string you idiot. And just why do you think your char was shoved into limbo in the first place? Humm? Maybe because you kept trying to take over the string and play it a way no one wanted to but YOU! I swear monsters, with mega monsters, followed by super mega monsters. That's fine for cartoons and the Power Rangers but for heaven's sake MOST of us posting want a TAD more than that. Like ... oh I don't know a PLOT THAT YOU CAN'T DRIVE A MACK TRUCK THOUGH THE HOLES?

[Edited by Brenna on 08-13-2000 at 01:05 AM]

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen walked into the tavern laughing. Travesty slapped her on the back as he added another joke to the one she was already laughing at. She wiped the tears from her eyes as they approached the bar. "Two ales bartender... make 'em strong!" Travesty yelled out. His 6'2 figure dwarfing Vixen's petite 5'4 frame. She shook her head, not bothering to yell at him for not asking her first. She leaned against the bar and surveyed the crowd. Her lithe figure still dressed in her occupational tight leather. Travesty was wearing the clothing of a merchant. Cloak, breeches and a flouncy shirt. Vixen thought she recognised a few of the other patrons, but she shook off the feeling. She'd never been to this part of the world before. She still couldn't believe she'd let Travesty talk her into coming in the first place. With a slight nod of thanks she picked up the ale the bartender brought and lifted it to her lips, her eyes glinting over the rim. Her long black hair tied back into a tight pony tail to keep it from obstructing her vision.

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Actually, I sucked the Tarasque out of a game called Silver, he is one of the biggest bosses(I am proud to say that I killed the filthy bastard on my first try and without cheating). I get all of my characters out of computer games, books, or real life. Unluckily, I have never played AD&D or D&D, so I have no idea what you are talking about. As already explained, all my creatures have weaknesses. I will try to make them in the same post as I announce there is a weakness, following poohlive's advice, okay? I have read this story, okay? I was just thinking that there have to be some gaurds on patrol and one saw you, saw the horsemen, and asked you if he should let them in. I got Lokken from a game called Total Annhilation: Kingdoms, Thrinta was a parody of Thirsha, yet another character from the same game, Genjaro popped in my mind, Dima is my name with which I disguise myself when I move around in the human world, Joreth, as well as Belial, Lokken, and Thirsha is from Total Anhillation: Kingdoms, Murazor is from Tolkien, and Dark, I just made up. Just trying to tell you where I got my characters from. Ignore my old post, please! I assume that you have all stepped out of the tavern, as said by Breena: She stepped out of the door after Nyte.

IC: 3 darkly , and 1 lightly, cloaked figures walked out of the tavern. "Greetings, old friend!", Joreth said. "May, I introduce to you my good friends?"

 

[Brenna]

OOC: Joreth-mun... one screw up in it's into limbo you go. And it is BreNNa not Breena

 

[Nyte]

::nyte stood with her back to the door, talking with drago. she sniffed. another familiar scent...this one she thought reminded her of horse dung.::

vixen! ::she hissed::

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Got it, my bad BrENNa.

IC: "Drago, this Dark, a Dragonmancer, Lokken, Emperor of Taros, Thrinta, his lead general, and of course you know me. Although, now I am leader of the Order of the White shield. And Nyte and Brenna, glad to meet your firey, leechy selves again. Just don't suck my blood or sorround me with fire, and we can be all happy", Joreth said, looking at them nervously, but happily.

 

[Brenna]

::looks over and sees a man she met in another adventure and wrinkles her nose:: I suppose...

 

[Morgoth]

"Okay, now, you three should at least be able to maybe have a good start with these three", Joreth said, sighing and getting happier.

 

[Brenna]

:Raises a brow:: well as long at they refrain from such comments as oh.. blood sucking bitch and don't get out of hand I see no reason to crisp them. ::turns at Nyte's comment:: well well... it's getting to get a regular reunion. We'll have to introduce you around, Fire Eater ::grins and being a terible flirt blows Drago a kiss::

 

[Nyte]

::nyte curled her lip seeing joreth:: just spiffy

 

[Morgoth]

"Some day, you all must come to my palace, as long as you don't try to burn it down", Lokken said.

Joreth:After Lokken had said his words
"Well, my friends, this is Nyte, I don't know what exactly she is, although she has sucked my blood before, and this is Brenna, I believe she is human, although she has tried to roast me alive, and that is Drago, Lord of this kingdom and half dragon, half human", Joreth said.

Thrinta: After Joreth
"Pleased to meet you", said Thrinta, outstretching his arm.

Dark: After Thrinta
"I as well" he said, not bothering with the arm.

 

[Nyte]

:nyte grabbed him by his shirt pulling him close:: lay off the vamp jokes ::she hissed, knowing how dangerous it is to be one in a kingdom of dragons;: and lay off the info about my friends..


i dont care if your friends our here or not, i will eat you alive and leave your carcass to the vultures..::she threw him to the floor. he hit up against vixen::

DO NOT ASK ME TO SLEEP WITH YOU FOR THAT AMOUNT OF MONEY MONSUIER! ::she yelled:: I AM NOT A COMMON WHORE ::she made sure he was very well embarressed in that tavern weither the alegations were true or it didnt matter.::

 

[Nyte]

He was never a king, he'd always been a wandered... but in the end, he could not escape his own blood. Sir. Drago Teleren Bloodtooth was recently crowned to his father's throne in the land of Draconius. By blood he ruled the lands, but by that very blood... half of his dragon father, half of his human mother... he was a true wanderer. Oh the castle was a prison to him.

ooc: this was all said without any characters around so it could not be common character knowledge. so no one who just met drago could possibly know this. with the exception of nyte and bre because they know drago already from before and are not meeting him for the first time.

Rising he moved to collect his hidden bag, quickly changing over to his traveling garb, he smirks that he always has to do this so secretively. A press to a stone in the wall and it slides open, allowing him access down through the castle's secret ways and out to an alley.

THIS is the drago that is in the tavern. dressed like a commoner, so joreth couldnt possibly know hes the king or halfdragon..that is bad bad rp morgothmun

 

[Brenna]

::Bre hides a snicker behind her face but Drago looks enraged::

OOC: ummm Joreth has never met Drago, so how would he know Drago's lineage?

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Quote and I quote: I know Drago well.

IC: "Stupid bitches, all of them", Joreth muttered.

Lokken: After Joreth
"I would like it very much, M'ladies, if you would stop abusing the willing friendship of Joreth", Lokken told them angrily.