Dragon's Roar-(casting call)

[AngelofDeath]

okay i just have to do another dragon/fantasy rpg.

Welcome to dragon's roar. it's you're simple fantasy game with lots of sex thrown in for good measure. Be whatever your little brain can come up with.

Name: Mira
Age: unknown
Race: Elf/dragon thief turned healer
Description: Mira is athief turned healer. She's very loyal and is the healer for most of Mithra.

 

[Cherrie]

Devlin..Royal protector to the Princess Garthia.
Sex...Not Known
Age...Not Known
Race..Ladonian..( a rare breed, half goblin, half elf)
Speciality..Swordplay/ telepathitic abilities with animals.

Nightfall was nearly upon us. The Chastines would be out in force,trying to collect their bounty. Aria was all about done in, her fever was getting worse. Mithra was nearly in sight. They would have to keep their wits about them, if they wanted to reach the village in time.
"Not much further your highness," whispered Snips, "Just hang on a little longer."
Reighning in my mount, I leaned over to see how Garthia was fairing. Not too good , the wound had opened up again. Unless we could get to the village and find Mira in time....then the kingdom would be lost. I spurred the horses onwards. Already I could hear the baying cries of the Chastines on our heels...

 

[Radeon]

Name: Tri'Lam
Sex: Male
Race: High Elf
Description: 5'11", good build, deep green eyes, cunning.

Experienced Archer, also highly skilled in short sword fighting.

 

[Cherrie]

Devlin.

It took another hour before we reached the outskirts of Mithra. The night was pitch, all semblance of a moon we once knew, gone. In it's place, the eerie red glow filled the dark sky.
Stopping by the edge of the forest, I commanded Snips to take care of the princess.
"I'll return within the hour," I promised, " protect her with your life, less you forfiet yours Dwarf!" I added.
Dwarves were a funny race, completely uncivilised in the real world. Take them out of the mines, and put them with real folk, and it was a recipe for disaster. They gave scant loyalty to no-one, apart from their own.
Snips assured me that she would be safe, until my return. He carried her with ease across his broad shoulders, holding her fast with his muscular arm, whilst clutching his double headed axe with the other.
I knew he would protect her. I still didn't trust Dwarves, but I had no choice.
Without looking back, I spurred my mount in search of Mira the healer.
Tiredness crept it's way through my bones as I rode like the wind towards the village. I had decided to stay away from the roads, and was negotiating a tricky brook crossing, which my mount told me was too deep. I accepted his judgement and dismounted. I was so engrossed with argueing the point, that I was unaware of the tall figure approaching. Before I could react he was upon me!
"Who dares to tresspass in the valley of Mithra?" demanded the figure menacingly. I went for my sword, but thought better of it...that was a pretty formidable long bow he was carrying, and it was aimed right at my heart..

 

[AngelofDeath]

lets try and keep this board to descriptions. I'm putting the real thread up today.