History Used to be Written in Ink {Dragons, Griffons, etc. RP} When Did it Become Blood?


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NightmareDream

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OOC: Bump~



WolfMoon96

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Silent cocked his head slightly and the hood fell away, finally revealing his face. He noticed how Revin tried to not look as if he was watching him. His lip twitched in a smile. Then he sighed. The sound was like the brittle wind and it didn't seem to come from his mouth, but the world itself. The importance of the eggs is great. They are our mounts, and we are their riders. Sent on a quest to destroy the one thing humans always seem to miss in their wars and their fights. The creator of these things. Suddenly he paused. As if he couldn't go on. Then, The creator's name, is Feraduke. Te trees shivered and the animals seemed to disappeared. Silent grimaced. The creator and master of hate an lust and wrath. He has a mount of his own. Sagriel. A beast that is half dragon, half demon. Without our mounts, we would perish if we approached him. We Silent Brother's have tried for many years to kill him. But humans fuel his strength and we cannot kill a human unless provoked. Even then, he is strengthened. By death and war. We have tired of him. Together, with the Creators, we wandered the lands in search of these eggs and we found them in the deepest and most hidden places. We took them and hid them in a cave that was visible, yet invisible. We bound them with spells and set a guard as the watch. Me. For when I had touched the first egg found, The egg had sung. It had sung a prophecy that bound us Silent Brother's to this age. I cannot speak of what was said, for it was in a tongue foreign to Un-godly creatures. The egg came to me and I stayed behind, leaving my brothers and sisters.  But now the eggs have been found and even now, I hear the song, whispered in my head in my unhatched egg's voice. It is time to rise and for Feraduke to fall. Along with his mount. But be warned. When we et upon this quest, Feraduke will try everything to stop us. Send lust into our hearts and make terrible desires breed in our minds. He will send hate among us, to break us apart. He will send armies, bound and broken to his will, to kill us. We must not falter. We must not fear. For this group, is called 
иɛттιяM иɛнт иɛттσɢяσҒ '∂σσℓβ иɛнт κиƖ
I dare not speak it in your tongue. For when the time comes, I shall translate and we shall speak it as one. When we truly have accepted our roles. And with that, Silent fell silent, once more. Yet his eyes pierced them, searching for their answers. 
 
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Rein stared at the Silent Brother, stunned into silence. "Well..." he whispered. He cleared his throat. "Now we know what's on your mind." Revin teased. But his face was pale and his hands trembled. The egg in his backpack suddenly felt warm. As if the Silent Brother's speech had made it happy and proud. He felt a faint shake in his bag. 
 
(( The eggs shall hatch soon. And the name of the group will be translated later on. )) 




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Wolfeira

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OOC: Duude. D: I'm sorry I'm being so late. I'll try anf fix up some bios later, but I can't think of anything right now. :x  Sorry, Wolfie.



WolfMoon96

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(( That's alright. ^_^ ))




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Wolfeira

9:06am May 2 2010 (last edited on 12:42pm May 5 2010)

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OOC: Hokai. Here goes. Chances are I'll be editing them here and there because I haven't really sat down and pondered hard over them. <:3
 
Name: Karmek Drivius
 
Age: His official age is 46, but his mind's age is unclear. For his species he is relitavely young - not exactly the middle-aged equivalent of a human's lifespan - and is around early 30s in human years.
 
Gender: Male
 
Egg: None, currently.
 
Rank: Eh? If matters concerning "Occupation"are arisen, Karmek is simply a thief.
 
Personality: Cunning, greedy, clever, sharp, steadfast (but has been known to descend into cowardice more than once). Karmek is an absolute chance-taker - if he's after something he desperately wants, he will risk all simply to acheive or gain, and frequently puts his life on the line. However, when cornered, he will betray almost anyone if his survival is threatened. Capture, however, is something he evades 97% of the time, which not only makes him untrustworthy but also an incredibly slippery character. Karmek almost never forges strong freindships with people, but has a deep respect for fellow tradesmen and, if proven, will defend those he devotes himself to. He will lie and cheat and steal, but mainly from those he has taken a disliking to or have proven themselves unworthy to him. He does not believe in fate, and despite being a magical creature himself, does not believe in the affects caused by enchantments, clas-sifying anything supernatural fake or a trick. More accurately, he trusts his instincts, rather than a stranger's word or fancy writing scribbled on some parchment.
 
Other: He has formed somewhat of an alliance with Caeregae, but sees her as a kind of aquaintance (or mount) instead of a proper friend, or at least, a partner.
 
Species: Y'altaq, of course. 
 The Y'altaq are a species of mammalian creatures that have almost moulded their entire existence around the business of trading, marketing and the like. Experts in merchandising, Y'altaq are valued specimens for their ability to make quick money and keeping secrets if bribed. However, they come with a few flaws that could quickly plummet a kingdom's thriving economy just as fast as it was formed - their vanity, greed, pride, and cowardice, not to mention their knack of switching the rules when displeased, and general maliciousness. A good, helpful Y'altaq is a rich, powerful Y'altaq. After they decided to completely devote almost their entire species to the ways of marketing, different clans and families were selected by leaders and authorities to help support their lands and organizations, either secretly to themselves or openly to the public. Y'altaq are happy to work for a single government or group, yet are sometimes difficult to keep in line when aroused. Those in power that have hired a group of Y'altaq and forgotten to look after them, pay them, or simply decide to dispose of them frequently have to deal with a swiftly-crumbling system if the ones who created their wealth are angered. Y'altaq are more than happy to support, but they are quite difficult to keep contented, and the slightest act of misjudgment, deliberate or not, could end in chaos, as they are also equally happy to punish those unable to fulfil their needs. Nevertheless, when independent or separated from the rest of their kind (as they are incredibly social) they are less effective when working alone, so loning Y'altaq are often, quite literally, left to fend for themselves. Survival can be difficult for single Y'altaq, and it is not unknown for them to mix with other species in order to survive, whether to support them with their fighting abilities or make the most of their famous talent for moneymaking.
They have a strict hierachial system and are famous for their tendancies to be aggressive when forcing dominance upon their families or groups. They are not naturally violent towards each other (in truth, being rather gentle and affectionate towards each other), and all Y'altaq know their places - but never let rowdy, boisterous members of their packs get away with being disobedient. They are carnivorous by nature but do resort to ominvorous behaviour if prey is scarce. They will eat almost anything edible, but their delicate, lightweight physical structure means that a large group and expert teamwork is required when dealing with large animals. Fully-grown adults can grow to be around 1m at shoulder length, and particularly large ones to grow to almost two meters long (tail included). 
 
Looks: I'll do you guise an image soon. x
 
OOC: Edit later.
EDIT:
 
Name: Caeregae (kaii-reg)
Age: Official age 49, mind age around 30-49. Human approximation is unclear, but, like Karmek, is rather youthful for her species but still an experienced creature.
 
Gender: Female.
 
Egg: Currently none.
 
Rank: Has no real occupation, but serves as an as-sistant and sometimes the odd mount to Karmek.
 
Personality: Incredibly sensible, incredibly tough, steadfast, quite prickly and isolated but noble-hearted and warm when understood. She does not take instantly to strangers, preferring to observe their capability and strengths before making any real judgements. Caeregae analyzes people and their actions, keen to learn about others rather than show off her own abilities. Caeregae will not boast what she can do and others can't, won't make snide remarks or deliberately try to be awkward simply for her own amusement. She is co-operative and helpful, but dislikes being treated like a slave and does not take kindly to selfish people or those devoid of kindness. She will make efforts to avoid fights but will, without hesitation, battle against those who go against her beliefs and judgement without regret.
 
Other: Not really.
 
Species: Welsh Gryphon, or British Isle Gryphon/Western European Gryphon.
Caeregae is a member of the declining gryphon breed that migrated from the Middle East in the 13th century along with many others, West towards Europe and continued onwards until Ireland became the furthest country known to gryphonkind at the time. Unlike mid-Europe and farther East, the British Isles proved complex country for gryphons to survive, but Caeregae's family and a handful of others managed to thrive well enough. They are built like the average gryphon, but cold winters and hot summers proved a problem for the stirct eagle-lion balance of their physique. They moult out of a thicker feather coating which conceals almost all of the body during the colder months and resort to a lighter plumage during the hotter seasons. Lightweight, built for gliding over swooping hills rather than the rocky, hot outcroppings and deserts of their Middle Eastern ancestors. Originally and generally carnivorous, but with the largest known prey on the British Isles being deer, Caeraegae's breed frequently rely on scavenging, sometime slurking amongst human towns for garbage and wasted food. When not hunting land-animals, they have been known to catch fish on coastal areas and other water-based habitats. They have become slightly omnivorous too, sometimes resorting to natural fruits and seeds if their main food sources become scarce.
 
Looks: Again, I'll get you guise an image.
 



WolfMoon96

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(( Wow... Nicely done Eira. ))




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Wolfeira

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OOC: Thanks. <:3 I've edited it, though, so I think it's a little better. My second chara will be added later; I think dad wants the computer now. 



Wolfeira

12:29pm May 5 2010 (last edited on 12:52pm May 5 2010)

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OOC: Bump~
Also, could I ask you guise about the setting? Where's it all taking place? What's the weather, time, stuff? I don't wanna enter looking like a fool. xD I prefer to prove my dimwitted-ness over time.
And... well, I'll go over which eggies I'll take. >3> I'll try to avoid choosing you guises' ones.



NightmareDream

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OOC: Sorreh Wolfie. My internet went out for two whole days. x.x It was torture.



Wolfeira

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