Some people want to raise dragons, some want to ride them, but some want to BE THEM. The Great Wryms have caverns scattered all over the known and unknown world. Clans come together during mating times and for war against the lesser races. It has been a long time since the last war, but trouble is afoot and the elves and humans have been massing armies. The dwarves have kept to themselves and still send their yearly tributes, something the ground and tree dwellers quit doing years ago. If it is a war that they seek they shall find more than they expected.
Name: Age: In Centuries Dragon Clan: Type: Hoard: A tiny pile of gems Alliances: Enemies:
Name: Pythagoros Age: 7 Centuries Dragon Clan: None Type: Shadow Drake Hoard: A small pile of gems Alliances: None Enemies: None
ooc:when you say that they are sounding the horn, do you mean that they are having a meeting or something. i am not really up to date right now.
I ignored the arrows that shot at me and i ran faster than i have in years toward the moat(presuming you meant moat when you said moot) knowing that being shunned was worse than a thousand arrows being shot at you. As i arrive at the moat i wonder why did they call the horn
Name: Pythagoros Age: 7 Centuries Dragon Clan: None Type: Shadow Drake Hoard: A small pile of gems Alliances: None Enemies: None
ok, i 'll do dat next time
I arrive at the moot wondering what is happening. i ask one of the council member, Sidfou what is happening. (By the way, is it allowed to talk to another player. if it isnt allowed, i will post a different response.)
Glimmerwing: The elemental curses at the poor timing as you escape.
Pythagoros: You wait for the much younger Sidfou to tell you what is going on.
@ Nero, Remember this?
(post your character sheet! else your character will have the personality of a blue haired dragon lady.)
Nero flaps his wings several times but all he does is eat dust.
OOC: drummaster you are waiting for the king to call the moot to order. There is always the traditional greeting of all of the dragons before the moot itself begins.
OOC: He merely meant that you were at the moot before him. You are too young to be of any importance to the dragon council. Note that you can also become ALLIES... Also if you turn into a NERO and don't post your character sheet you will have about as much success in your endeavors as he does in his... NONE.
As you lumber over to Pythagoras you see several of your kin as well. Many of them greet you warmly.
Name: Shadow Age: 1 centuries. Dragon Clan: none. Type: fire. Hoard: A tiny pile of gems Alliances: Not sure... Enemies: Not sure...
Glimmerwing: None of the dragons are sure yet why the moot is called but war and the rumor of poor health are prevalent ideas among the other silvers.
@ Nero I did respond to yours, you flapped your wings and got a mouthful of dust. I said he would still be able to play just fail at everything he tried to do until his sheet was up. Example walking forward sends him off a cliff and walking backward sends him into a field of dragons bane.
