Running over, but keeping slightly hidden for an element of surprise, Quickclaws ran over into position, happy to be hunting as a group. He hasn't done so in so long. And, although they were human, it didn't make much of a difference.
Lupus roared at the mother dragon from his place, yet didn't move just yet.
"Si tuum diligemus vitam, hoc esse sapere ad te conversus est retrorsum. Relinquit illa, draconis, et puero pro te."
(If you value your life, it would be wise for you to turn back. Leave, she-dragon, for the sake of yourself and your child.)
He spoke in a deep, booming voice. The sound of his voice mixed with the thudding of his wings proved to be a sound terrifying to most. He knew not what the other's were doing below, so he kept his eye on the one he could see, the mother dragon.
"Si tuum diligemus vitam, hoc esse sapere ad te conversus est retrorsum. Relinquit illa, draconis, et puero pro te."
(If you value your life, it would be wise for you to turn back. Leave, she-dragon, for the sake of yourself and your child.)
He spoke in a deep, booming voice. The sound of his voice mixed with the thudding of his wings proved to be a sound terrifying to most. He knew not what the other's were doing below, so he kept his eye on the one he could see, the mother dragon.
Far off, at the castle that rose above capital city and surrounding villages, all appeared to be calm.
The peace, however, sooned turned to be very brittle as the roar of dragons growls pierced the air.
Citizens that had been peacefully going about their business, were now hurrying to the royal fortress to hear of the king's grave news. Throughout the realm, starting from the royal castle, bells started to tall to signal the danger that was about to fall upon them.
No sooner the crowds were gathered king Conrad came to the royal balcony to confirm that which most already feared.
"My people... it is with the heaviest heart that I must break such terrible news. Wounded messengers have arrived from the further villages of the realm, closest to the forest and wilderness to confirm that which we now know to be true. Dragons exist and live and they are attacking our realm and livelihoods.
I am dispatching the royal knights to help secure provisions and bring you all at the castle, there is enough space, with some constraints to keep us all safe, albeit you must all bring provisions for the ones we hold are too scarce for all. All men must take up arms and help defend the kingdom. After that they will ride out to assist what villages they can and of course, attempt to eliminate this threat once and for all.
Anyone brave and bold enough to consider themselves dragon slayers, shall receive a bounty if they manage to bring down the beasts, and bring them back dead or captured. We shall prove the greater force, one to be reckoned with" declared Conrad patting his son's shoulder, to dispatch him and the knights to start securing the cities.
The peace, however, sooned turned to be very brittle as the roar of dragons growls pierced the air.
Citizens that had been peacefully going about their business, were now hurrying to the royal fortress to hear of the king's grave news. Throughout the realm, starting from the royal castle, bells started to tall to signal the danger that was about to fall upon them.
No sooner the crowds were gathered king Conrad came to the royal balcony to confirm that which most already feared.
"My people... it is with the heaviest heart that I must break such terrible news. Wounded messengers have arrived from the further villages of the realm, closest to the forest and wilderness to confirm that which we now know to be true. Dragons exist and live and they are attacking our realm and livelihoods.
I am dispatching the royal knights to help secure provisions and bring you all at the castle, there is enough space, with some constraints to keep us all safe, albeit you must all bring provisions for the ones we hold are too scarce for all. All men must take up arms and help defend the kingdom. After that they will ride out to assist what villages they can and of course, attempt to eliminate this threat once and for all.
Anyone brave and bold enough to consider themselves dragon slayers, shall receive a bounty if they manage to bring down the beasts, and bring them back dead or captured. We shall prove the greater force, one to be reckoned with" declared Conrad patting his son's shoulder, to dispatch him and the knights to start securing the cities.
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Robin, Aynor, Rufus, Glendale, Haldor and Matthew had been mingling with the commoners listening to the king'd words and Robin cracked a wide smile at the news, such sounded ... music to his hear.
"You hear this, lads, dragons raiding the furthest villages, the ones that are most unguarded and severely undefended... the ones by the mountains where ore and gold is forged. With the handful of guards busy with the beast, and the villagers having run scared at the roars... all that loot laid down behind for us to pick. Follow the path of destruction to reap wealth" indicated Robin
"If we stay, they will hang us for being outlaws and chances are, these beasts are busy eating horses and cows and large cattle to care for a handful of skinny men... any men wounded left behind will make a fine slave, any orphan left behind will make an easy slave, any woman left behind will make a beautiful slave... all that livestock abandoned to the clutches of those greedy dragons... I say we go get our spoils of war... of such effortless war at that, much to gain and little resistance or losses" grinned nodded getting ayes of approval from among the men, hastily making their way to the horses and riding at full speed towards the village that the king had revealed as recently attacked.
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Aynor had listened to the king's plea and promise of reward from among the crowds and rushed to his horse, this solitary wandering rogue was more a palladin at heart than a gutless assassin, though sometimes, needs must. He had heard the king speak of villagers in dire in dire and one thing came to his mind, remove the danger. Be it by scaring it away for good or injurying it enough to force it to leave.
This wanderer had a reputation that preceeded him across the lands, he was known to be as honourable and knightly at times, fighting for the greater good in his own ways, as he was dubious and rogue at other times. They called him... the slayer.
Lord's slayer, king's slayer, dragon slayer... where he set his mind, he set his prey and he would not think it twice to venture into danger to defend peace and freedom, be it killing an overly cruel lord, a tyrant king or a devouring beast. His experience with dragons was abundant but not because of killing them, but rather because of taming and riding them. He preferred to call himself dragonrider, for the many flights he had enjoyed with the beastly steed, and one this big was a sure promise of the thrill of adventure.
"You hear this, lads, dragons raiding the furthest villages, the ones that are most unguarded and severely undefended... the ones by the mountains where ore and gold is forged. With the handful of guards busy with the beast, and the villagers having run scared at the roars... all that loot laid down behind for us to pick. Follow the path of destruction to reap wealth" indicated Robin
"If we stay, they will hang us for being outlaws and chances are, these beasts are busy eating horses and cows and large cattle to care for a handful of skinny men... any men wounded left behind will make a fine slave, any orphan left behind will make an easy slave, any woman left behind will make a beautiful slave... all that livestock abandoned to the clutches of those greedy dragons... I say we go get our spoils of war... of such effortless war at that, much to gain and little resistance or losses" grinned nodded getting ayes of approval from among the men, hastily making their way to the horses and riding at full speed towards the village that the king had revealed as recently attacked.
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Aynor had listened to the king's plea and promise of reward from among the crowds and rushed to his horse, this solitary wandering rogue was more a palladin at heart than a gutless assassin, though sometimes, needs must. He had heard the king speak of villagers in dire in dire and one thing came to his mind, remove the danger. Be it by scaring it away for good or injurying it enough to force it to leave.
This wanderer had a reputation that preceeded him across the lands, he was known to be as honourable and knightly at times, fighting for the greater good in his own ways, as he was dubious and rogue at other times. They called him... the slayer.
Lord's slayer, king's slayer, dragon slayer... where he set his mind, he set his prey and he would not think it twice to venture into danger to defend peace and freedom, be it killing an overly cruel lord, a tyrant king or a devouring beast. His experience with dragons was abundant but not because of killing them, but rather because of taming and riding them. He preferred to call himself dragonrider, for the many flights he had enjoyed with the beastly steed, and one this big was a sure promise of the thrill of adventure.
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((OOC Cynders / strawberry .. are you continuing in this RP? ))
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