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Subject: .::.‡.::.(Arg to many post!!!) Author: Nymphious/Rishyojya/Kutrase [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 19:21:08 12/16/02 Mon In reply to: Bulldarin & Faelynn 's message, "In Pain........ (Kris)" on 21:07:52 12/13/02 Fri .::.‡.::. Mistress of great evil sneers slightly. So soft. She, to much extend, ignores the Hellbender Deity and focuses on the impure lead. I know who you are Tear. You would find it wise to watch your thoughts more carefully. I do not take kindly to those that to not respect authority. Optics flash darkly. This little minx seemed to want to make enemies of every dragon of 'ness about. Not like that was her problem. Attention flashes to the trio of draklings. Studies the Terra quickly, then the Abyssal and finally the untransformed. Addressed the bourne of these two, CS and RAGE. Greetings Intergity... Dragoness remains in a statue like position, focused on the drakings. Navy claws motion softly for the Terra to join her. After all, she was to be his mentor. Do not fear little warrior. Leave your sister, she will remain unharmed... Voice was strangely warm and intiving, for a dark 'ness. Perhaps she was more complicated than thought. The impure abyssal slowly unleashes a dark simper, watching the Pure and the young impure. 'Tis a pleasure to met you lady. Unable, like his coligue to read minds, the opnions of the hatchling and the gold go unnoticed, by him at least. Remains my the blacks side, almost akward to leave her or stay with her. The ovory 'ness snickers and mooth whip like tail swings round and knocks him in the back of the head. Oh Rishyojya, you really think we want you with us? Go see your Deity. Perhaps Kutrase, if you actually knew how to think, you would understand my hesitation. I am not about to leave my sister so open in this land of aring kinds. The snakelike male snarls at the winglies stupidity and remains close to Nye. Optics of the other show a blank understanding, on the lowest level and she snickers. Nye can take care of herself. Besides, if troble did arise, a bloated snake like you would only get in the way. She'd need the speed and wit of a Wilgie to help her our, not some slow bodied and brained Abyssal. The black growls softly, again silencing the bickering pair. Shut up. Two words held the power of hundreds and she steps forward, away from them both. I can take care of myself now. Rish, join your own kind. Kutrase, do what you wish until more of your kind arise. Perhaps you could asist me in training my pupil. Speed and agility. Ivory frowns at her words, then grins excitedly. Ah ha! See, I am important. She told you to go away, and me to help. Go suck on a lemon Rishyojya. The male snarls and turns to face her. Lay an egg bird brain. An annoyed sigh escapes the pure as she turn and sits to face them. Optics roll slightly and she ignores them, wiating to be adressed by the others. A sudden question surfaces. Where is the soveriegn? It was obvious than none of those about her were he, for their power did not surpass her own. The soveriegn would have at least, double hers... With the continuous bickering of the male and the Winglie, so ends the speach of the Terrian Deity. And there recent interaction. .::.‡.::. Nymphious -Where Light ends and Shadows Breed +Rishyojya+ ¿?Kutrase?¿ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: |:|:...:|:| Author: Bairavee [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 19:33:32 12/16/02 Mon |:|:...:|:| Lost in darkness, beyond the awareness of the mind, body or soul, the soveriegn watched the arrival of 5 new Gaia's into his kingdom. And then, the entry of Integrity. He sighs. Its seems their blood ran strong in that strain. He would not transform her, not unless the blood began to destroy her. He could not deal with anymore battles with RAGE, CS and their followers. Snickers to himself at the words of the Winglie. Indeed, she was refreshing. At the question of him, he finally surfaces, slipping into veiw behind the Terrain. I am he... Welcome Nymphious, I have awaited your arrival. Crown dips slightly in respect to the 'ness. Curious and strange. Rishyojya, Kutrase, Bull, Fae. Welcome to the world of Gaian blood and power. Attention returns to the blackened femme. She was dark, devious and wicked. She would do nicely. And, would fit in very well in the Shadowlands. optics scan her slender form quickly, then flash away with a sudden pang of guilt. He had a mate, and would not destory that with an odd temptaion. And yet, she held so much power and pure evil. And beauty. Who wouldn't be attracted? Holds in a groan, both internal and physical. Where was BT when he needed her... He poses a question, attempting to take him mind off the Terrain. What are your blood lines? Rishyojya and Kutrase, and Nymphious especially. Each of the three was home to a string power, even the impures rivalling that of his pure sister and brother. Even the Winglie. Ignores his brother, and sister and the daughter of RAGE. At least, for now. |:|:...:|:| Bairavee -The Cruel-

[> [> Subject: \\In Each Breath is Life or Death// & ~*~The Everchanging Tides~*~ Author: Bulldarin & Faelynn [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 20:25:55 12/16/02 Mon Bronze mascu does not heed his new 'teachers' words and stays by his sister's side. He would leave when she was ready for him to do so. His head turns in the direction of the Sovereign. Yes, he was powerful, just as Fae said he would be. He suddenly wished he knew more about these Gaians', one of he now was. He hadn't believed Fae when she had first started telling him of this race. She had felt the pains much earlier than he had. Almost right out of her shell she had been bothered by these stupid pains. He hadn't even got them until last year. His sister had suffered three years of pain and he only one. And it wasn't until he began to have the pains that he started to believe her. Until he started to think that these Gaians' were more than just a figment of her imagination. He snorts, more angry with himself than with anyone else. He should have bothered to learn more with Fae. She probably knew all there was to know and he knew almost nothing. Nothing at all about what he'd become. He truely was a fool in that aspect. He raises his head to look at the Sovereign, his eyes narrowing at the request of bloodlines. Would he and Fae be considered less than desired because they did not know whom their real parents were? And how would they treat Fae whom was an obvious Light amongst all of these Darks'? Fae and I don't know our bloodlines. We were found by our adoptive Light parents as abandoned eggs. We have a brother or sister out there somewhere, but we haven't found him or her yet. All we know is that there was another egg. He felt his sister's sadness at him calling their adoptive parents exactly that, but that was what they were. He supposed they had taken good care of the and Fae loved them dearly, but they wre Light's and he was not. It was as simple as that. But that was what his dear little Fae was, and her overly loving and warm heart often got her hurt when simple truths were said. Pale blue minx stares up at the ebon rather intimidated by such a fearsome presence. And when the Sovereign showed she was sure she'd begin to shake. Was she the only Light here? Would they hate her? She wanted to cry with the unfairness of it. Why couldn't she be a Dark too? She was surrounded by them so why not become one? If only it were that simple. She knew so much about the Gaian's but she truely didn't feel as one of them now. And it was because she was Light. She'd studied and studied so she'd know all about them and now that didn't seem to matter at all. When her brother speaks of their parents, her sadness only deepens. He had never liked it there. He had never considered them his parents. And now the Sovereign wanted to know where they came from and neither of them had any idea. This wasn't turning out very well. She sighs softly, wondering if her brother and herself will even be wanted now.....

[> [> [> Subject: .:Newcomer:. -¤- Author: Orlith + Crystals Tear [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 22:07:02 12/16/02 Mon <-†-> The vixen was hidden in the darkness,the terra kepper,An impue but a gian, none the less.She stalked from the darkness,bowing to the terra diety and bowing even deeper to the sovereign,it was neat and finished with quikly.She was of golden hue,her hide nearly glowing as if polished,her talons pure silver with crimson tips as if stained by blood.Her ooids narrowed on all of those about her,they were swirling orange and red,glowing. "I'am Orlith,terra keeper" Her voice was full of the richness of youth,being but 20 she was only a teen. <-†-> .:The unkown:. Orlith .:†:. Her lippen twisted into a wicked smirk.She had a bad habit of rebeling againts authority,'ness' didn't bother her and she made a point of this by greating Orlith.... Perhaps slight over done??...ahh scratch it She shrugged,hearing Bairavee's thoughts she smirked,looks like this 'lil princess better watch out. "Well i'am glad you do that means i will not have to introduce my self any further" She felt some what smotherd by the many surounding gians.She was'nt the 'lil social bee and never had been. .:†:. <-Hell in wings-> ..Crystals tear...

[> [> [> [> Subject: :^:A Warrior's Hell:^: Author: Bronze Warrior [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 22:38:31 12/16/02 Mon Silver gaze never flickers from the ebon. Soft he was not. She was a fool in thinking such. He represented the Hellbenders and they were not 'soft'. Intelligent and wise, yes, but never soft. He snorts and turns to the newest addition to their little group. A Terra Keeper? They now had two complete sets. The Hellbenders' and the Terras'. Astarte had two young pupil's in which to train, one of whom she may one day make Keeper. And the Winglies'...they had no one but this little minx at the current moment. His gaze flickers from each dragons' face before he turns to his brother. It looks like we have quite the turn-out Bairavee. That makes the Gaians' we know of a total of 12, with a possible other 3. Nymphious and Orlith can take on the training of Bulldarin, while Astarte takes on the training of Faelynn and Rishyojya. As for the little Winglie Kutrase, it looks like you'll be training her until we find the Winglie Deity or Keeper. Tears and I will have Enya and possibly the other I found. Then we see if Integrity is one of us and see if we can't find this lost sibling of Faelynn and Bulldarin's. If they were both Gaian's, their sibling most likely is as well. He gives them all a slight bow. And now if you will all excuse me, I don't mean to be rude, but I must attend to the little femme I found. I will bring her back her and we will make the change as I have done with the other two. Good day to you all. As he turns to walk out, a mental message is sent to Tears. Be watching for my return. I am weak from shifting the other two and will need your assistance with Ariesa.

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: -¤- Author: Crystals Tear [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 22:58:05 12/16/02 Mon .:¤:. With one last glance at the others she followed Bronze away from the others. "So where is the 'lil demond?" .:¤:.

[> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: :^:A Warrior's Hell:^: Author: Bronze Warrior [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 23:01:52 12/16/02 Mon He nods his large golden head towards his mother's old cavern. She's in there. I figured she'd be safe and she'd be close by. With this gathering out here, maybe we should shift her in my mother's lair. Come on. I want to get this over with. She's almost in as bad of shape as that little Abyssal was before I shifted her. His pace was steady and certain, but a bit weak to the trained eye.....