Lifeless Eyes
Divine Syndicate 
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Posts: 70 
OOC name: Waffles
Species: Eagle
Rank: Leader
Mate: N/A
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Post by Lifeless Eyes on Dec 3, 2013 2:29:29 GMT
((Alright, so I was unsure if I could go ahead and make a roleplay thread here, but to try and get things tumbling, I was going to make a neutral one with no conflict.))
Spratz's massive wings cast a black shadow over the land below as he glides towards Goldlyn Lake. The collar around his neck jingled with chains and the small hawk feather hung from one of the links and swung around in the wind. Many would call him crazy for crossing over the outskirts of the Syndicate's territory, but the weather had picked up nearby and it would have caused him to be thrown through the air and slam into something. Maybe breaking his wings--one of his worst fears.
With a small grin spread across his beak, he turns his body backwards so he can land next to the gleaming sheet of water. His reflection looked back up at him from the seemingly gold water cast by the setting sun.
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Post by chatnip on Dec 5, 2013 2:52:06 GMT
The Spirit Known as Oracle walks along a small "shore" near the lake. Due to his fear of water he stays a few feet away from the water the old Fire Dragon Spirit sighed. He'd rather live in a place that is dry and has controlled fires. Sensing another "creature" near by the Fire Dragon doesn't want to interfere with the creature because he/she could be hostile and try to kill him or wound him severely.
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NomNomNutella
Syndicate 
Posts: 86
OOC name: Ayla
Species: Donkey
Rank: Gatherer
Mate: Enola is a young, independent donkey who don't need no man.
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Post by NomNomNutella on Dec 6, 2013 22:52:57 GMT
Enola was so very thirsty and so very tired. Her slightly moist tongue hung from her mouth as she panted while slowly dragging herself forward. It has been two days since the thin white donkey left her group on the search for food. The gatherer was told to seek for food further out than usual, but her adventurous heart didn’t understand the limits of “further”.
So, here she was, two days away from home and with no food inside the two baskets that were attached to a rope tied around her body. To add to everything else, she was so lost. She’s never been so far from home before. As soon as she was told she was able to venture further, she quickly left without another word. Enola was too excited to see the new surroundings, the new plants, the new everything. She was so excited, she forgot to remember where she was going and which way she went.
Enola snorted at herself in shame.
After dragging herself another mile or so, she began to smell mud. Her long bunny-like ears perked up and she turned her sluggish walk into a gallop. She could see the glimmering of water.
As she she quickly approached the lake, the donkey hurriedly turned her head and untied the rope from herself (while running). The baskets and rope slipped from her body as she sped up and threw herself into the lake head first. For a moment, she was still, then she began thrashing with joy.
“Water!~” Enola exclaimed and made an embarrassing donkey noise--she made that noise when she thought no one was around. By herself, she began childishly playing in the water and drinking it. After a while, she lay in the water by the shore, cooling herself down. She paid no attention to whether anyone else was there or not. She was already occupied by one of her daydreams while gazing off into the distance.
(Ahh, I wrote so much. ;v; I got too into whatever I was writing. x3 )
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Post by chatnip on Dec 6, 2013 23:08:36 GMT
((Nothing bad about writing to much it helps people know where you are and such))
Oracle continues to walk on the "beach" of the lake he senses yet another being in the area. "I just hope these beings don't destroy the peace like they do sometimes" thought the spirit. Continuing his walk he sees the faint outline of a white donkey. "A white donkey?" thought the Spirit. "Well now I've seen everything". He continues to walk not really paying any attention to the white donkey. |
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NomNomNutella
Syndicate
Posts: 86
OOC name: Ayla
Species: Donkey
Rank: Gatherer
Mate: Enola is a young, independent donkey who don't need no man.
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Post by NomNomNutella on Dec 6, 2013 23:43:37 GMT
Enola was in pure bliss. The new area was so beautiful and refreshing. She almost didn't want to leave. The Syndicate decided to stay for the rest of the day and leave tomorrow. She might as well, right? She’s already been gone for two days anyways. It’ll take her two more at minimum to get back and she still had to look for food--and she was still lost.
Enola began memorizing her surroundings, just in case she lost herself ((ooc lost while being lost. Lostception.)) and couldn't find her way back to the lake. Once she was confident with memorization of the area, she stood up and began slowly walking out of the water and onto the bank. She began drying herself off by shaking her body and head, causing water to fly off her body and red mane.
Mud covered her white coat--which was from her laying in the shallow end-- and her red and orange face paint was smeared all over her face. The smeared paint could be mistaken as blood from a distance. Also, the tuff of hair on her head was in a huge muddy mess. Her appearance was so bad. The donkey had no idea that she that she looked so savage and uncivilized.
As she walked further from the muddy bank, the Syndicate happened to look up and to her right. Her mouth dropped open in amazement.
“A dragon?!” she mumbled to herself, not currently able to understand what she was seeing. The guys back home wouldn't believe that she saw a dragon. How cool would it be to say that you made friends with a dragon.
She must talk with it!
Without further thinking, Enola began running at full speed toward the dragon. All thinking and reasoning vanished from her head as her mind was off in a fantasy and her heart was pumping for an adventure.
Hopefully, her off-throwing appearance won't startle the creature.
(The way I'm making Enola seem is kinda childish and silly, but she isn't usually like this. x3 She only acts like this on adventures. At home or at a place she's been before, she's calm.))
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Post by chatnip on Dec 6, 2013 23:53:45 GMT
Oracle continues to walk he looks up to see the white donkey now heading towards him. The donkey looked savage and the dragon sighs "Going to be one of those again" thought the spirit. He allows some fire to enter his throat just a little so it wouldn't be seen but if the donkey is savage he'll unleash a small wall of flame which would scare her away. So he stops walking and waits for the donkey to come to him. |
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NomNomNutella
Syndicate
Posts: 86
OOC name: Ayla
Species: Donkey
Rank: Gatherer
Mate: Enola is a young, independent donkey who don't need no man.
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Post by NomNomNutella on Dec 7, 2013 0:12:10 GMT
With all of her excitement over taking her, Enola almost forgot to stop running. She skidded to a stop; her hind legs slid in so far in front of her front legs that she was sitting when she stopped before the dragon. For a moment, she didn't utter a word for she was bent over and huffing for air. But then, she pulled herself together and sat up straight. And as friendly and politely as anyone could be, she said, “Hello! I’m Enola. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Enola gazed quietly at the beast as she waited for a response.
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Post by chatnip on Dec 7, 2013 0:25:56 GMT
Allowing the flame in is throat to dissipate the dragon does a mental sigh. And tilts his head at the donkey obviously she wasn't as savage like he thought. So he thinks of a response. He decides to reply to the donkey. Speaking in a clam voice.
"Nice to meet you I am Oracle a Spirit." said the dragon. |
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NomNomNutella
Syndicate
Posts: 86
OOC name: Ayla
Species: Donkey
Rank: Gatherer
Mate: Enola is a young, independent donkey who don't need no man.
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Post by NomNomNutella on Dec 7, 2013 0:49:05 GMT
Enola was full of questions, but decided not to rapid fire at him, even though she really wanted to. The donkey’s senses were coming back to her and she realized that she first need to know where she was at, if there was any food for herbivores near by, and how she could get home. The personal questions would be saved for later.
“Do you have any idea where this place is and how far away I am from Hedgemont Mountains?” Enola asked Oracle as she looked up to his face. “I’ve seemed to have gotten myself lost.”
She chuckled with embarrassment as she told him. It’s been a good long time since the last time she has gotten lost. She feels completely silly.
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Post by chatnip on Dec 7, 2013 1:04:54 GMT
The dragon tilts his head again trying to remember the places he saw fruits and edible plants. He remembers a few things then
"I believe there are some fruit bearing trees nearby and I do not know how to get to the mountains I cannot enter non spirit territory."
The Dragon looks at the donkey to him she looked like some spunky child who seems to not remember the term "Stranger danger". But she may be able to defend herself should she have actually encountered a hostile creature. |
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NomNomNutella
Syndicate
Posts: 86
OOC name: Ayla
Species: Donkey
Rank: Gatherer
Mate: Enola is a young, independent donkey who don't need no man.
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Post by NomNomNutella on Dec 7, 2013 1:22:49 GMT
She sighed, disappointed. She should have known that he couldn't have known. Enola went quiet again as she peered around, squinting at the horizon looking for a mountain peak. She spotted none.
“Thank you, sir.” she says and then asks, “Would you mind showing me to the trees?”
Without waiting for an answer, she walked off into the directing in which she came running from and then picked up her muddy baskets and rope from the ground. She calmly walked back into the water and began cleaning them off. Then skillfully, the donkey manages to tie the rope around her body using her mouth. She checks the baskets, tightening them closer to her sides so they aren't swinging or loose. Once finished, she walks out of the water --now wet and even muddier--and looked over to Oracle, expecting him to show her the way.
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Post by chatnip on Dec 7, 2013 1:29:32 GMT
The dragon nods to the donkey then turns around. He looks back at the donkey "Please follow me". Said the spirit. He would then begin to walk towards a large group of trees each one had three large orange fruit.
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NomNomNutella
Syndicate
Posts: 86
OOC name: Ayla
Species: Donkey
Rank: Gatherer
Mate: Enola is a young, independent donkey who don't need no man.
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Post by NomNomNutella on Dec 7, 2013 1:46:59 GMT
She trotted behind him as she followed him. Once they made it to the trees, she approached one and gently took an orange with her mouth. Setting it in front of her, she carefully kneeled on her front legs and then lowered to rump to lay on the ground. Enola has never had an orange before; she eyed it for a moment and then bravely bit through the tough skin. The sweet juice rushed into her mouth as she bit the orange in half and chewed on it. It was so delicious.
After swallowing the fruit, she asked, “So, why are you here? Are you lost as well?” She picked up the other half of the fruit with her lips and proceeded to eat it.
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Post by chatnip on Dec 7, 2013 1:51:47 GMT
The dragon thinks of why he was here again he looks at the Donkey then replies.
"I am not lost I am simply on a walk."
The dragon looks up at the trees then looks around he tilts his head at the trees then tilts his head back to normal he then looks down at the donkey waiting for her reply. |
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NomNomNutella
Syndicate
Posts: 86
OOC name: Ayla
Species: Donkey
Rank: Gatherer
Mate: Enola is a young, independent donkey who don't need no man.
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Post by NomNomNutella on Dec 7, 2013 2:09:58 GMT
“Oh.” replied. She was beginning to think her question seemed childish.
The donkey lowered her head onto the ground and went silent. She looked away from the dragon as she began thinking. She didn’t want to keep asking him questions--even though she was just so very elated to another creature who wasn’t a Syndicate. Enola decided that it would be better to talk about other things so she wouldn’t seem suspicious or something.
“I’m a gatherer for the Syndicates.” she said, almost randomly. “I was sent to find some food, but that was two days ago. I wandered too far and I am lost.” Enola huffed, blowing the dirt and dust in front of her. “It’s so silly of me, even at my age.”
She leaned to the right, shifting herself into a more comfortable position. Mumbling to herself, she said “I can’t believe left our territory…”
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