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Thread: Under The Auspice of the Dragon

Sneaking around the Market, invisible for those who didn't look, which were most, but in plain sight for the ones who did, was Jo'suhr. Several times something could suddenly disappear from one spot, and turn up on another again, nothing happening to it. It had become a game for him, to keep several of his more obscure skills up, as he couldn't really practice them any other place. Sometimes even things from hidden lockboxes showed up in other places. The people around had learned to accept this behaviour, though some still found it annoying. If he was found out, he'd often do some task for them to make it right. Needless to say he didn't often have to do those tasks. Nya was lying on the beach, on the warm stones, next to the sand. Her body was like the one of her Rider, agile, but fairly muscular as well. She liked the warmth here, having grown used to it always being warm during the time she was getting her rider. She was around the size of an Elephant, because she was still pretty young. She had only just passed her half-a-century mark, which meant she was often treated like almost a baby, and if possible kept out of too dangerous situations. Jo'suhr had told her not to worry, that if they kept out of the battles and in the shadows they would be able to do more damage, but it still didn't feel right to her. That was one thing in which the two were different, he was relaxed, said it'd all work out, but she wanted to do things, wanted to help. And because she was still a dragon, most often she dragged Jo'suhr along with her if she wanted to help. Mezuh coming up
Thread: Under The Auspice of the Dragon

Emerson was surprised at liveliness of the keep, but she knew she couldn't enjoy the view for long and slunk into the nearest alley. She knew she shouldn't be there but, she also knew that most of the people who visited had money to spare. As she crept across the alley she stayed low and quiet, while she covered her somewhat scarred face. Then as she neared a small blacksmith's shop she had the erge to enter because of an unknown force, so against her better judgement, she stumbled in. Artemis was lying on a warm rock on the top of a mountain near the keep, just trying to figure out why he had such a strong erge to fly closer to the 'land people'. But fought it with a mighty conviction. But the compulsion was getting harder and harder to fight. Emerson was surprised to see the people she saw, and fought the feeling in the pit of her stomach telling her to run, but instead stood her ground, still slightly nervous for what was to come next.
Thread: Under The Auspice of the Dragon

Caitriona arched a brow on her blank face, the only reaction ever really shown, as she tossed a dagger to the idiot who killed Chase. Otherwise, she seemed immovable, and ice cold, including her green eyes. She looked around, noting that there were others in the forge with her.. At least one seemed to be there for an actual reason, needing his blade fixed, she nodded to the table, Set it there, put your name on it. It'll be ready for pick up in three days, she told him in her typically flat voice, alto pitched so it was somewhat low, but not masculine. She looked around at everyone else, eye practically throwing ice daggers as they scanned the room, If you are not here to work or to put something on the table that needs to be fixed, you need to get out. Now , she said. Then she moved toward the one who killed her blacksmith, her left hand glowing and something sharp formed, Who in the hells are you and why did you kill him? she said as she advanced in a lethal predatory way.
Thread: Under The Auspice of the Dragon

Adam was walking through the marketplace with his loyal dragon Flick roosting on his shoulder, having shrunk using its unique ability. Adam was looking for a blacksmith to find a replacement sword after his old one was broken. He was looking for a Dragon Rider called Caitriona. He finally found her place, before seeing her and several other people in her shop, as well as a dead blacksmith keeled over his anvil. He recognized them all, Dragon Riders like himself Caitorina, Emerson, Voradin and an assassin he didn't recognize. Who in the hells are you and why did you kill him? Caitorina said as she advanced in a lethal predatory way. I'm Adam and this is Flick he said.
Thread: Under The Auspice of the Dragon

Andol had expected someone to approch him, especially becuase of the fact he had falled to keep the blacksmith quite when killing him... he knew that this would just make things far more annoying in the end than they had to be. Luckily one of his ravens had done thier work and part in all of this and now Andol had the evidenice that he needed so he really didn't feel like he needed to worry about anything. So when Caitorina approched him he just looked in her direction, though kept his hood up... the darkness of the inside completely disquised his freatures. Andol was one of the more marked of the riders, and really didn't like to show this fact off which was why he kept himself hidden under his cloak most of the time. When she approched him and began to threaten him... he didn't say anything... the young man usally never did. It took a lot to get him to speak. Of course Segumas, knew that it was certianly time for her to step in... so the large black dragon suddenly took off form her spot form where she had been wacthing, and flew down to the area, of course the crowd was sent sprinting in differnt directions to make place for a dragon to land near this area, right near her rider... but Segumas didn't want a fight breaking out becuase of a misunderstanding. The large black dragon looked down at the female rider and said, If you want to get a answer... it won't be form him. My rider... doesn't really have the habit of talking to humans. I would explian more, but he would have to give me premission first. As for what has happened here, my rider was given a contract to kill this man... and trust me when I say... you and the rest of the riders benifeted form it as well. The dragon paused for a moment and then looked to her rider and asked, Andol sweety can you please have your birds show her the evidenice...? Of course there was a long pause before the sighed and realized what had happened... Andol... did you store it in your mouth again... Could you please take it out and show her. Thier seemed to be a pause, as though the young man was thinking about wethier he really wanted to show his face, but then figured that he better... and so after a few moments he took down his hood and stared back at Caitorina, with his slit like eyes that blinked sideways... and Andol had a bad habit of blinking... alot. He just stared at her for a long time and then suddenly... horned young man, stuck his tounge out and there rested on it... the blacksmiths eye. Which if the other rider looked down she would be able to see that it had been plucked out of the blacksmiths head, by Andol's pet raven that now sat on his head. Though thier was somthing strange about the eye... and it was this that was the evediance as the dragon explained, If you look you can see that the part that connects the eye ball to the brain... well... it has been tied in three knots. This man was a spy for Connor... his eye had been converted into basically a spy glass for our enemy... Andol took hold of the eye and took it off his tounge, and held it out to Caitorina if she wanted to get a closer look.
Thread: Under The Auspice of the Dragon

Flick hissed as he dragon flew down and hissed once more when Andol removed his hood. Adam kept his dragon calm, but nearly lost his cool himself when he learnt why the man was killed. You didn't have to kill him! Adam yelled.
Thread: Under The Auspice of the Dragon

Voradin squinted his eyes lightly to the hooded figure as he walked in. He never wore a helmet even in the heat of battle. The visors or nose guards always seemed to stifle his vision. He was cautious at best to those that chose them as a necessary or even stylish reasons. This particular figure seemed to give off an air of...Oddness. He shook his head lightly, chalking his feelings up to prejudice at best. But scoffed lightly as the man made his way towards the blacksmith. Wait your tu... His attempts at words faltered, the blacksmith now dead with a hole the size of a human heart made in his back. Voradin's eyes flared open and he let his reflexes take over bringing his axe up to bear as he went after the man. He watched as other figures came into view, the singular tunnel vision removed as he held his weapon in heavily clenched fingers. But his mind was keenly focused on the hooded figure. Voradin snapped into full reality as he realized a woman had already taken the initiative a blade held up to meet the figures face. He stood there posed from the back ready to help should things turned for the worse bit watched as a dragon came into full view its voice seeping into his ears. Voradin gave his head a quick shake but decided that he would wait to hear what this evidence was and decide from there. As he head the explanation he lowered the hold on his axe and shrugged. A dead supporter of an enemy was better then a live one but he thought it would have been better to squeeze some information out of him first. Voradin decided that this matter was best left out of his hands as he held the large battleaxe in one hand letting the hilt of the blade hit the floor. He wasn't sure what to say, if he needed to say anything. The situation had resolved itself and he needed not interfere to come to a solution. The traitor was dead and the evidence was provided. Sweet and simple. Voradin looked around and smelt the hostility grow thicker in the air around him as he heard raised voices coming from another figure. He rolled his eyes lightly and shook his head to get himself back from whatever this little event was. He felt compelled to answer Caitorina's request. Well. If this is all...'Wrapped' up I'd say I can go about my business. Would it be at all possible to shorten that time to say...A day? He shrugged at his own request trying his best to negotiate though he could only wonder at the possible outcome.
Thread: Under The Auspice of the Dragon

You think I did not know that, she stated flatly. The six foot tall woman seemed emotionless, with the exception of a temper, I was using him, feeding false information, and you've ruined that, she said, she shook her head and turned from the hooded man. She went back to her station, and picked her hammer up, Apollo stood outside, one silver eye peering through the window at her, a low growl emanating at the possible threat toward his Rider, still. He remained where he was instead of ripping the roof off and plucking Cait out. Caitriona in the mean time turned back to Voradin, Do you not see the amount of work I have? she asked him then, Two days is the best I can do, take it or go repair your own blade, as of now, I'm the only Rider Blacksmith here, she continued on, giving Andol a pointed icy look.
Thread: Under The Auspice of the Dragon

Voradin raised his hands up into the air as a sign of retreat from this little vocal combat that formed out of nowhere, letting the axe fall back into his body. Fair enough, fair enough. Just thought I would ask. He said with a small nod of his head as he grabbed the weapon and placed it on the table as he brought out a small piece of paper and signed his name on it placing it on the weapon. Thank you. He said as he turned slowly and began his short walk out the door. He stopped for a moment as his hand clutched at the door frame. He looked back. Perhaps...Would you like some help? I'm not as good as well...The dead man I can assure you but, I have some skill with a forge. He said as he spun back around waiting for a reply. Dargon hovered over the forest looking around the various sights as he let his jade eyes trail over the woods and rocks. He sighed lightly before he made his way back. He had already seen all this numerous times and was now beyond bored of it. He listened to his gut instincts which told him another nap was in order. He ascended into the air as his copper wings lifted him gently through the gusts of wind. He landed softly on the edge of one of the ledges and perched himself there closing his eyes and letting the sun beat down on his skin and wings as he let the blissful feeling of sleep take him again.
Thread: Under The Auspice of the Dragon

It looks like we've got bigger problems said Adam, giving a small berry to Flick. Whose going to keep feeding false information? With only a second's thought, he responded to his own question. I guess I could, if you wanted me to.
Thread: Under The Auspice of the Dragon

Emerson just stood there in shock of seeing a dead body for the first time, and a dead one at that. She just stood there, staring directly at the dead man above the anvil, until she heard Adams voiceand finally snapped out of her trance, only to be put right back into it when she finally caught sight of Andol and his strange horns.
Thread: Under The Auspice of the Dragon

Mezuh awoke late in the morning, close to the beginning of the afternoon. He needed as much sleep he could get, as he didn't know when he would need to be fit once more. He kicked a woman, a dragon mark going from crotch to neck, wings wavering over her breasts, out of his bed. He didn't remember her name, only remembered the moment she was brought in, and several times in the dungeon. She was now another shell, used to draw power from, and for enjoyment. The king had no idea that was the reason why he needed that much space, thinking he used it for alchemy and training of kinds. He stood up, dressing in his robes, adorned with jewels flaming with power for those who could see it. He made his rounds through the dungeons, drawing the power of the captives there, keeping them at levels where they could barely think of fatigue. Ones who had become too weak just died, giving him an extra rush of power as the power which kept them alive went through him into another gem. He would have someone clean the bodies up later. After that he went towards his tower, all the way to the top, taking two steps per pace. When he got upstairs he lay his hand on the black gem there, and his sight conjoined with his dragons'. He looked around, and made the dragon scan the area, to look for Riders. When he didn't found any, he decided he'd take a trip into the enemies' lair. He let his dragon be saddled, the saddle looking like it was made out of human hide, and stepped up on it. Soon all petty squabbles would be forgotten. Though with all their forces they easily overwhelmed him, he was still, and had always been, a force to be reckoned with. With a surprise he could easily destroy a quarter of their base without getting harmed much.
Thread: Blair's Request, Preference, and Craving Thread (MxF)

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Thread: Blair's Request, Preference, and Craving Thread (MxF)

Bump looking for consistent roleplays
Thread: Resolved

Yeah. Moderator asked me close one of my three active threads. I just said go ahead and close two of them. However, I accidently suggested my main request thread. If 'Burning Down the Underground' could be re-opened, and 'The Beast and the Harlot' closed, I'd be a happy camper. Though I hate camping , but I'll be happy regardless. Thanks in advance, -Twisted.
Thread: Resolved

RE I'm an Idiot. Need To Re-open Thread Fixed.
Thread: Resolved

RE I'm an Idiot. Need To Re-open Thread Thank you kindly!
Thread: New pm notification

Can anyone tell me why I constantly get the pop up that notifies you that a new pm is in when there is in fact no new pm? This happens on both my iPhone and my pc.
Thread: New pm notification

Hrmmm.... not sure. Have you double checked to make sure that all your PMs have indeed been read? That you haven't missed one on accident? I know I've done that in the past without realizing only to finally see a PM much farther down my list that I accidentally overlooked.
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Yeah I thought it could be that, but I delete my emails once a day after I've saved them. I just had the message pop up while writing this. But I have no emails at all in my inbox.
Thread: New pm notification

Hrmmm... very very strange. By any chance does your inbox read that you have any unread messages or does it list out zero? I'm curious..... so odd.
Thread: New pm notification

happens to me on occasion too when I hit the back button
Thread: New pm notification

At least I'm not the only one. But it happens on a new page as well as hitting back. Dark angel. It says zero. And if I'm on a page and a new message arrives it says zero until I refresh.
Thread: New pm notification

So, you've definitely read all the PMs. You're good about clearing out your inbox, etc. Your 'messages read' states zero except for when you refresh a page after opening it. Sound right? Just want to make sure I get where the glitch part is occurring. So, when you first login and such, it'll read zero and the pop-up won't show up on your screen or does it?. But, when you refresh, it suddenly states you have unread messages and then the pop-up shows up. If this is right, let me know. Either way, I'm going to refer this to Vek. As the site's techie, he might know what's going on here with the glitch you seem to be experiencing. I'll send word to him for you.
Thread: New pm notification

Ohh... one other thing to try. Try going into your User CP and turning off the pop-up option. Then logoutlogin and reset the pop-up option. Then, once again, logoutlogin and see what happens. Maybe a hard restart like that will help..... just trying to see if that'll reset the glitch or not. Either way, I've already sent word to Vek.
Thread: New pm notification

Thanks. I'll try that out.
Thread: New pm notification

Sure thing. Let me know how it goes.... crosses fingers
Thread: New pm notification

I just did as you suggested. We will see what happens. I guess I should also mention that the problem would stop once I actually received a pm. But then the next day after Im logged out for a while it starts again.
Thread: New pm notification

Hrmm.... well, keep me posted as to what happens after doing the reset of the option. Though, as I said, I have sent word to Vek. But, I figure while we wait for him to respond and such, we can exhaust all the options so that he knows what's been tried, etc. Here's to hoping things stay as they should now though....
Thread: New pm notification

Thanks. Well they will for the rest of the night. Got a pm. We will see in the am. Thanks for all your help. I owe ya one.
Thread: New pm notification

Sure thing. And no problem. That's what I'm here for.
Thread: New pm notification

Well it only happened once today. However, about twenty minutes later I got the message again, and when I checked I did in fact have a pm. But the time stamp said it was received at about the time I got the first notification today. Though when I checked earlier there was nothing in my inbox. Wow wait, maybe I'm just really tired. Did that make sense?
Thread: New pm notification

Kinda sorta. Though, I'm thinking there might've been a lag in there somewhere. Give it another couple tries there before we jump the gun. But also, as I've said, I have sent word to Vek about it. So, hopefully he'll look into it sooner than later. And, if this turns out not to be a way to fix it, he might think of other things to try or have a possible explanation. But, here's to hoping it was a lag thing. XD And again, thanks for the update. We'll get this figured out soon.
Thread: New pm notification

If it lasts until you receive one more does it go away if you send yourself a pm?
Thread: New pm notification

Vekseid said If it lasts until you receive one more does it go away if you send yourself a pm? Click to expand... I never tried that. But the issue seems to have resolved itself. Now I only get the false notification if I hit the back button.
Thread: New pm notification

I have always wondered about the pm notification. I would get one PM notification for one unread PM. But say I didn't read that PM, and another unread PM comes in, I don't get any e-mail notification for that second one. So I would check my mail and there's only one notification, but sometimes when I log in there's more than one.
Thread: Ambivalent Love Song (Raivh and Emmi-Mae)

Dark clouds blotched out the moon as a storm swirled overhead. Thunder cracked and lightning flashed, creating a racket as he unpacked the last of his belongings. Time and time again hed packed and unpacked, and most of what he owned was very old, very antique. Pulling out a rectangular item wrapped in yellowed newspaper, he brushed his thumb over the corner and took a deep breath. With each slide of hand, the newspaper fell away and to the floor, revealing more of an old black and white image of a young woman, her eyes still seeming very much alive, though she had died many years ago, and many, many times. Clenching his jaw, he wrapped the picture back up and placed in the bottom of the box with about a dozen more. The last time hed seen her, hed wanted pictures, fearing that she would be killed, and she had been. Images of her broken body and blood still plagued his mind. They were visuals that should have enticed him as a vampire, a creature of the dark, a danger, a being abhorred. Instead, they made his stomach churn, and his temper heat. Quietly he rose from the bed, carrying the box in strong arms and setting it in the bottom of a closet. He shut the door, aware that he wouldnt open it until the next time he forced himself to move on. This was her neighborhood, her world, but she was his and no one elses, as she always had been. The day hed arrived, hed seen her once, had caught her gaze she still had those eyes. They were the most alluring pair of eyes hed ever seen on a woman. Stepping into the bathroom, he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it back into the bedroom, staring at his lack of a reflection in the mirror. Nothing about him had changed nothing physical anyway. His body was still very much the same as it had been the day his sire had turned him into this monstrosity that could never step out into the light of day, not without risking severe injury or a fiery, painful death. The first time the suns ultraviolet rays had charred his skin, shed been there, and he could still hear her voice, scolding him for doing something so foolish. Hed lost her back then, too. Exhaling, he moved out of the bathroom, gliding with eerie elegance through the two-story home that had cost him nothing with as much money as hed earned over the years and from various countries. With a glance to the sliding glass doors leading out to the backyard, he paused, watching the water shimmer in the dim lamplight. Looking away, he walked to the front door and stepped out, into the night and the rain that poured in torrents from above. His lips parted and he spoke her name, knowing she wouldnt hear him, not yet. He could get into her mind, let her hear his voice, his thoughts, and if she would let him, hers as well, whenever she wished and no matter where she was. Stepping down from the shelter of the porch awning, he wandered down the driveway and to the sidewalk, turning right to take a walk. It would be enough for him this time, just to see her he didnt need to touch her, kiss her, tell her he loved her and hear her utter the same in quiet moments and moments of passion, lust.