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Thread: Heart of the Forest (Atroxa & Loveraiden)

Dragons were once as popular as the flies around a carcass, every hue of color and every shine of metal. Beings of pure power and magic, they were frequently sought after for the magic in their blood, the strength in their scales, or the fame for their heads. This had caused dragons to dwindle in number and only the strongest and smartest were able to escape notice. But nothing was safe for too long from the human race, a short lived race that constant strove from more. There is a legend passed down from mothers to their children, that one day dragons were supposed to stand aside these evil men. To help them make the world a better place for everything. This legend was what gave them the innate ability to change into a form that appeared more human. Unfortunately, there was an egg that would not be getting this lesson, thanks to the same humans he was supposed to protect. To the untrained eye, it would appear as a large polished golden decoration, but the warm shell and small hum of a heartbeat is what set it apart from the rest. He never knew how lucky he was, being taken by the elven druid, only finding a new sense of heat and comfort from her voice. He could tell the voice was different from what he had assumed was his mother, but the feeling seemed the same. Between the trauma of the attack, and moving from his warm nest, the hatching process had been accelerated. His scaled body was still soft, and his claws had only just began to harden. It was enough, however, for him to start scratching at the inside of his shell. Slowly he chiseled a small hole to the outside world, the sudden shock of air had sent his body into a hurried rage to escape. His mind spinning as his consciousness began to take full grasp of his actions. Soon the small chips began to fall as large chunks of shell, using his large head to push against the top until the top of his shell split and fell off. The young hatchling gasped for air and then released a high pitch squeel in replace of a growl. Brown eyes gleamed of an deep orange light as he tried to discover where he was and more importantly where the voice had come from.
Thread: Heart of the Forest (Atroxa & Loveraiden)

Valaethia slept soundly for a while, though the tapping and scratching noises from inside the egg began to wake her slowly. The elf let out a bit of a groan, starting to stir, but when the egg suddenly broke and shook in her arms, she sat up, staring around wildly. It was dark and while her vision at night was good, it wasn't so good that she could make out perfectly what was going on. Though if she had to guess, the egg was hatching. She got up, lighting the latern beside her bed but only that one, not wanting to overwhelm the creature, and sat at the foot of the bed, watching the small creature. Valaethia wanted to help, but she knew she shouldn't, it was important for him to do this on his own, it was vital not only for physical strength but mental as well. There was much she would not be able to teach him that a dragon should know, but that one thing she knew he had to do on his own. How she knew that the dragon was a he she wasn't sure, but when his eyes finally found her in the low light, she knew that it was a male. The elf tucked a bit of red hair behind her ear and moved a little closer, though not too close, he would need to come to her. Well hello there, she told him quietly after he let out that high pitch squeal, that birthing yelp that announced to the world that he was alive and now a part of it. Valeathia held out her hand, becoming him forward, out of the remains of his shell, Come here, she spoke softly, quietly, the way one might speak to a frightened animal. He didn't seem very frightened, but better to err on the side of caution she thought. Valaethia had no idea what she was going to do with a baby dragon, raise it she supposed, but what did she know about raising a dragon? She had known a few over her long life, she had even been intimate with a couple of them, dragons were an interesting species, seeming to embody qualities of the others in one creature. The longevity of the elves, the ambition of the humans, the fortitude of the dwarves, a dragon had told her once that their people believed that the other races had been distilled from their blood by the gods. Which was a very dragon thing to believe, being a rather proud and somewhat self-centered race. Valaethia supposed that maybe it would be good to have a companion though, she had many friends throughout the forest, but she had to maintain a professional neutrality with all the inhabitants of the forest, it resulted in a lonely lifestyle.
Thread: Heart of the Forest (Atroxa & Loveraiden)

The world outside of his shelled home was strange. There were sounds, smells and sights he had never began to fathom. Even as a magical being, he was still a beast at heart and craved for beastial things. He listened to the strange form in front of him, her voice matching the second voice he remembered within the egg. The sound that had carried him through the escape he was unaware of. Something about the voice drew him to her, and he felt more than curious to explore it. Making his way forward cautiously, he let out a softer squeal as his lungs continued to adjust to the air around him. His nostrils flaring he as he took in every sense of her. Slowly he reached out with his muzzle and pressed it against her skin for a mere second. He hadn't known what to expect, but was glad that this motion didn't cause any discomfort. In fact, he felt a comforting feeling as he approached her. His fork tongue sliding between his lips, he reached out and tasted her skin, taking in the earth sweetness that was the elven woman. Satisfied that this creature was his center of comfort, he suddenly lept at her and nuzzled against her body. Her warmth matched with his as he felt himself almost melt into her. This feeling was natural, warm and right.
Thread: Heart of the Forest (Atroxa & Loveraiden)

Valaethia smiled warmly as the small dragon came a little closer, squealing softly between unsteady breaths with lungs still figuring out exactly how to function, and pressed his snout into her hand. She felt a bit of warmth tingle through her fingertips through her hand to her wrist before he pulled away, a little surprised by the feeling, but it was pleasant. A soft laughed bubbled up her throat as he licked at her skin, the agile forked tongue tickling the sensitive skin of her inner wrist. That's it, come here, she urged, encouraged by his reaction so far. She let out a startled noise though as he pounced at her, though she knew he didn't mean her any harm, that he was only excited so that noise was quickly followed by a laugh as he curled up in her lap against her body. He was a little too big to fit in her lap really, being about the size of a wolf, but Valaethia made it work, her hands gently tugging and pushing him a little until he was comfortably cradled against her thighs. Alright, there you go, she smiled, her hands, surprisingly soft for how calloused they were, running along his neck and back, over the shimmering gold scales. What a handsome little thing you are, Valaethia cooed affectionately, a hand scratching along under his chin and along his jaw to his reptilian ear, scratching a bit behind it as well. You're alright now, you're safe with me, she assured him, already feeling an affectionate protectiveness for him, almost maternal. If she ever caught the knight who have killed Imizael, he would wish he had never been born. That was for another time though as she sat on her bed, cradling the newborn dragon in her lap, showering him with affection. Hmm, bet you're hungry though huh? Valaethia mused aloud, thinking about the meat she kept in store.
Thread: Heart of the Forest (Atroxa & Loveraiden)

The young dragon nuzzled against the affection he was receiving, content to be against her warmth and her voice. It was a soothing sensation to the hatchling. She had brought up food, and when he first got a wiff of the succulent meat she had to offer him, he almost dove straight for it. His mouth angrily tearing apart the meat and swallowing it in chunks. He let out a low coo as he filled himself to content. The excitement of the food and the hatching had tired what little energy he had to begin with. Crawling along the floor he cuddled up with the young elf and let out a yawn, ready to go back to sleep. That air was crisp in this fine morning. The young hatchling had grown to the size of a large horse in no time and was now barely able to move around the small residences that had. Urowen stared out into the dense foliage of the forest he called home. Having been raised by the young elf, he grew much like a weed compared to Val's much more steady growth cycle. His soft dull scales had hardened and now gleamed in the rising sunlight. Come on. Urowen said impatiently, hopping around the ground as he wait for his caretaker. She was almost like a mother to him, and he acted the bratty son part well. However, nothing was going to deter him today. Today, he was promised to go on a hunt with her. To find his own food and start to learn how to take care of himself. His keen eyes already at work as he checked back and forth for her and any potential prey.
Thread: Heart of the Forest (Atroxa & Loveraiden)

Urowen was excited that he would finally get the chance to hunt, and it showed in his giddy nature. When Val began to explain the finer details of tracking, learning the signs of what passed through and how long ago, he tried his best to pay attention. He knew that if he were to just fumble his way through the forest, he wouldn't have any luck catching anything so he bowed to her teaching. Although he was able to calm his body for the most part, he wasn't able to still his mind. This was a whole new part of life and he wanted to jump into it head first. Once they were on the trail of a deer, Urowen copied his elven caretakers stance. A mountain lion, slowly creeping up on a prey was a majestic sight. The way her fur seemed to gleam against the sparse light through the canopy. Urowen was not as graceful looking, with his golden scales catching every ray of light and reflecting it against a tree or brush. But he was doing his best to stay out of sight. As they got closer, the tension was building within his body. His eyes transfixed on the small beast, that for his size, looked more like a snack than a meal.
Thread: Heart of the Forest (Atroxa & Loveraiden)

Valaethia knew that stealth would not likely be his strong point, his kind hunted best from the sky, but he was still too young to learn to fly just yet. He could manage to glide fairly well by now, it was how he got down from the top of the Great Oak where she made her home, but Urowen wasn't strong enough to lift himself more than a few feet off the ground before his wings gave out. He grew stronger everyday, he'd learn soon enough. Until then, she would teach him on the ground as best she could, they would be valuable lessons, even if the method wasn't one he would probably voluntarily use as an adult. Learning tracks and scents were still important after all. The Elf though had been hunting much this way for centuries, and dropped into the almost meditative state of stalking her prey. It was a common misconception these days among humans that Elves were vegetarians, but this wasn't true. They did primarily vegetables and fruit, but they did eat meat, how much depended on their lifestyle and beliefs. Life was a precious thing among the Elves, not to be wasted wantonly, depending on which gods and traditions an Elf followed, life might be so precious that eating meat was reserved only for certain holidays,and there had indeed been certain factions of Elves that had abstained from it completely, but Valaethia had not been a member of them. She was a Druid, and her lifestyle reflected the balance of nature, life and death. She took only what she needed, but she needed the protein and it was just as important for her to know the life of a predator as it was to know the lives of their prey. They found the deer soon enough, it was on the small side, but it would do for the lesson. The mountain lion paused, tail flicking, and glanced at Urowen, impressing on him the command to stay put, to watch and learn, and be still. That done she proceeded, carefully, each footfall carefully placed so as not disturb twig or leaf. If the deer lifted it's head from it's grazing to survey it's surroundings, Valaethia froze, watching in midstep, before continuing when the doe lowered her head again. She drew close, very close, almost close enough to pounce, almost there, her hind legs coiling in preparation to leap.
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Thread: Can we PLEASE get an app??

It seriously sucks visiting on my phone with Chrome. Or any browser, really. Can someone please make an app?! I know there are some software developers here. I'd buy the app, happily!!
Thread: Can we PLEASE get an app??

Please see our FAQ about this. This question has come up numerous times in this section and each time with the same answer. Given that, it even has its own little spot in our FAQ stickied in this section. So please take a peek. Thanks!
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Biting Girl said I'd buy the app, happily!! Click to expand... On the subject, however, Tapatalk claims to be free, but there seems to be concerns about ad revenue vs. normal pageviews. A better option may be a mobile-oriented theme for the site, either loaded on mobile detection, or simply a user-selectable option in the CP. I'll look for mobile-friendly MyBB themes, see if anything comes up. Edit It seems GoMobile is the favored option, but the forum is currently closed for 'consolidation'.
Thread: Can we PLEASE get an app??

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Thread: Tales of Fantasia ~~ Ironic and Isenhart  (Discontinued)

RE Tales of Fantasia Ironic and Isenhart 'Autumn' glared at Frederick for raising his hand up against her, commanding her to hold in her words and to not fight back with his orders, but she knew that he was right she wasn't in any shape to tag along and help the trio. Instead of fighting, her muscles seemed to let-go a bit and she nodded shamefully, not wanting to admit to her body's defeat. Her eyes widened as she heard that Isenhart would be accompanying her on their journey to a place called 'Avistan.' She regretted not studying the new kingdom and its cities before she approached these lands, but back then she never thought that something would happen like this - but she should of seen it coming due to the attitude of the kingdom anyways. Once again, she nodded and looked into Isenhart's eyes, smiling softly as a sign that she would be good and to not have any doubts about her. It was a pleasure to meet the two of you, bowing down again, she finished her sentence, Thanks again for all of your help. You will be blessed by the stars. Lifting up her head, she grinned at them, but that alone took a lot of energy from her. Lord knows how it was going to be walking back to the city, she knew she wasn't up for it now. Her calves ached and her head continued its rhythmical pounding, but somehow she seemed to pull it off as if she was fine. Unfortunately, she was still too young to learn such powerful spells to regain her health and strength, but soon she would have to know them to be better prepared for situations like this. No one saw it coming... Taking her hand, she began to wave farewell as Frederick and Allister turned their backs and began to walk away into the darkness of the woods, the dark shadows concealing their identity for another victim to slither their way into their fate. Turning her body around, she faced Isenhart once more, an awkward flow of air shifting between the two. Hello again, so it's just me and you now, hm? She giggled out, trying to break the ice that was between them, but she was shy admittedly, not really knowing what to say or do. She folded her hands in front of her, twiddling her thumbs as she waited for him to speak and give orders, trying to be respectful of him and that he was trying to help her.
Thread: Tales of Fantasia ~~ Ironic and Isenhart  (Discontinued)

RE Tales of Fantasia Ironic and Isenhart Secretly, Isenhart was glad to see Frederick and Caine trod off back into the dark woods. He and Caine always got into it on missions like this - missions where they would have to engage in combat with their fellow men and women. When they were called upon to engage with beasts or monsters, there was never any trouble. These creatures were not sentient. They were not self-aware and though they could certainly feel physical pain, they were not capable of emotional or spiritual pain incapable of understanding the world beyond survival and reproduction. These creatures were just that beasts, monsters, and animals. There was no crime in cutting them down when need be. No guilt. No shame. Bandits and thugs, however... Most of them were men and women trying to feed their lovers and children. There were the select few who deserved retribution. There were those that murdered, pillaged, and caused pain for the sake of causing pain. There were those that would abduct and rape women for some sick sense of pleasure. There were those who deserved to taste the steel of a fine sword. Most, however, were beneath such fates. Caine could never understand this. Watching his companions walk off into the night would mean that Isenhart and Caine would be spared this bout. Undoubtedly, that is why Frederick had asked Isenhart to accompany this woman. Just us until we get to Avistan, Isenhart replied as he turned his attention back to the elf. If Isenhart was going to have to babysit for a while, at least he was going to get to babysit a young woman with such beauty. Even though she was beaten, tired, and dirty, she still had an ethereal beauty to her that surpassed that of even most other elves. This duty certainly beat out beating the sense out of dirty bandits. We're a solid two days out from there, though, and you hardly look like you are in any shape for such a journey, Isenhart stated as he glanced around the camp. There wasn't much laying around in the ways of supplies. That was unfortunate. Well, fortunately, we passed a large building not too far back. I think that it might have been a Traveler's Guild Inn. We can rest there for the night, maybe get you something to eat and a change of clothes.
Thread: Tales of Fantasia ~~ Ironic and Isenhart  (Discontinued)

RE Tales of Fantasia Ironic and Isenhart Not wanting to get caught staring at the man, she glanced up at him occasionally, trying to take in all of his features. Sighing at the length of the journey, she tucked in another stray hair that wondered away behind her ear, and glanced up at him, nodding in agreement. She had to trust him in his sense of direction, since he most likely knew every crevice and terrain in the kingdom. Looking around her, she looked for things that they could take with them along their way, but she did not see anything but the tents and alcohol. An Inn sounds good, I can already feel the warmth just by the thought of it. She joked around, smiling softly as she began to walk alongside of Isenhart, her feet being met with the hard and cold ground, her toes becoming numb from the feeling. Even though she was cold, this would of been far worse for someone who wasn't accustomed to nature like she was. So, tell me about yourself, if I may ask you. Offering to start up a conversation, she took her hands that was folded against her stomach and brought them against her arms in a crossing position, rubbing at her skin occasionally to keep her body warm. Hearing something in the distance, her sharp pointed ears flicked, staying in tune to whatever lurked in the dark forest, her heart beginning to picking up its pace. Only a small black squirrel jumped out of the bushes, scampering away into the other side of the forest. Her heart began to settle back down to its regular beat after finding out the cause of the unexpected noise. If this guy is someone I can trust, then I will feel comfortable telling him my true identity... she quietly thought to herself as she waited for his response, her mind racing with many scattered thoughts, throwing around like papers in the middle of a busy street being bullied around by a strong current of wind, whipping the papers violently in different directions. Lowering her head, she secretly looked at him once more in the corner of her eye, taking in more of his striking looks. For a human he was very good-looking, and she found herself feeling rather fluttery in her stomach. Why am I feeling this way over someone I do not know? Was this how I was suppose to feel about the Prince Gadwin? she posed the question on her, her stomach fluttering with butterflies. The vibes that the environment was giving her was telling her that this was a good choice, and that she should take her feelings into consideration in the future, and to not jump too quickly. Questioned at this reading, she sighed and shrugged it off. There is more to worry about now than some new and random feelings. She reminded herself, her eyes now attuned to what was in front of her, keeping a steady pace.