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[sonofshin]

"What can the Iron Dragon do for you small Dragon of Ionia?" Zhao ming tapped a vial carefully and handed it off to one of his apprentices before turning to look at the boy. "if it is wisdom you seek, it would be my pleasure to provide"

The two could not be more different, the Iron Dragon's robes swirled in browns, golds and earthen tones. His eyes, pale and inscrutable, seemed to only add to the impressive image of the Lord of Shan Yang

Hayase simply stood and stared at the other. His jaw slacked at the impressive sight. The flowing robes, the crown, the demeanor. It was just like papa, but... DRAGONY!

The whelp didn't really know what wisdom was, but he dared not deny the older dragon. So he simply nodded furiously, slowly closing his mouth. He would like whatever big dragon could give him!

Strange, though. Even so young, Hayase instinctively knew that other dragons meant danger. He was nothing but food to them. Yet Zhao Ming did not smell that dangerous. But was clearly a dragon... Not dangerous dragon.... interesting!

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[warhammer-fantasy-muses]

@oldworldfantasyrp | x

While Zhao Ming was busying himself with his experiments, Qhi'zhek had taken it upon himself to get comfortable, and when the Iron Dragon turned to face him once more, the Lord of Change would be hovering in mid-air, his legs crossed underneath him as he was reading through a large, thick tome that seemed conjured from thin air.

"And I have acted accordingly, have I not?" he retorts to the Iron Dragon, gazing at him from behind his book. "I do indeed play the role of envoy here, Zhao Ming. I have no interest in Cathay or her people. Rather... my interest lies with your rare art of alchemy. There are few things in both the Old and New World that intrigue me, Zhao Ming. But your alchemists do truly inspire me."

#oldworldfantasyrp #qhi'zhek the knowledge keeper

[skxrbrand]

No Moral Compass (What type of villain are you?)

You are cold, analytical, and you strive to be as objective as a person of flesh and blood can be. Either don't understand the concepts of good and evil, or you understand it perfectly and think it's a load of bull. Some may call you selfish, some may call you unfeeling, but you're just doing what you believe will yield the best results, plain and simple. Why bother with petty ideals of right or wrong when you can do what will actively help those you give a fuck about? Your goals may be selfish or noble or anything in between, but you will not let anyone make you feel like garbage for going after them. You couldn't care less about what people brand you as. You just care about getting shit done by any means necessary.

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[snugglyporos]

@oldworldfantasyrp​ Urskin sniffs the fluffballsIs not chaos and is not food, Urskin shall allow the snuggles into his big warm fur so long as they do not disturb his sleep.

Poros not disturb! are good and snuggly poros! Are warm! Are definitely not chaos or food. Are clearly okay with the snuggles and sleep! Is good! 

[ysmay-of-nilfgaard]

Scarloc leaned against the door frame of Ysmays room in her palace, casually eating one of the apples waiting for her to notice his presence as she moved about her chambers. Finally he rolled his eyes "big day ahead?" He asked her finally announcing himself

"Especially big," she replied, turning to smile at Scarloc, sliding a bracelet 'round her wrist. "Well, do come in," she added, motioning him forwards, pointing to a seat near her window. It was interesting seeing Scarloc outside of the forest, she couldn't say she envisioned him in a keep like hers, but she had to admit, it was nice. Smiling still, she watched him out of the corner of her eye, twisting strands of her hair into a plait.

"To what do I owe the honor of a visit? Besides the current celebrations?"

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[the-stars-belong-to-us]

Lost Sun and Moon

Under the dark of night two women speak in hushed tones, secreted away in a place the undead of Lahmia have yet to find them.

“You think someone’s coming to siege the city?” The heavily robed one asks, she gives off a dim light from the horn that grows from her temple- a ring of flame at the base.

“I saw it, on the horizon, while scouting on the wall.” Her elder sister nods, opening her coat and ensuring the large arm-length bolts that line the inside are all accounted for. “Not to mention the guard on the wall is growing- they are expecting something.” She finishes with a small smile, reaching for a contraption on her back, a seemingly well decorated club of iron- two metal pincers protruding from the top.

The other girl, Thanatob, huffs as she leans her shoulder to the dusty wall. “Who would come, though? Did you see a banner?” 

“I thought my eyes could be deceiving me,” Tiho replies, looking over her weapon and ensuring all it’s moving parts are in order. “But I could never mistake the banner of King Settra for any others.”

“But he is long dead?” Thanatob remarks with a raised brow, she had been told of the Arch Necromancer while they traveled back home, but she was not told he was raising the rulers of eld… much less had the ability to break the seal upon Settra the Great’s tomb. “Are the vampires being besieged by Na-”

With swift movement of her hand, Tiho silences Thanatob- who hears footsteps on the sand just a few yards away from their hiding place- the ring around her horn is extinguished and they are plunged into silence until the marching passes. “Fool- I told you to not speak his name!” Tiho admonishes in a harsh whisper as she pulls away. “And no, the Userper would not have the power to break the wards on the King of King’s pyramid. Don’t be foolish.” She peers out past the corner, making sure the coast is clear.

“What are we going to do, then?” Thanatob asks with a sigh, gently picking up her staff and ensuring the metal of its top piece does not clatter. She really does not care for her sister calling her a fool.

Tiho looks back with a mischievous glint in her golden eyes, “We will throw open the gates for them, and be free of this cursed city.”

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The left gate was Tiho’s undoing. She had managed to sneak in unseen and unheard. She took her large bolts and transformed her club into a large bow- she tied rope to a bolt, then the gate, and crouched down to get a wide stance, aiming for one of the far buildings. She lets out a calming breath, readying her void to teleport her away, and she awaits the distant scream of arrows.

Moments pass before she finally hears the towers fire, releasing the tension in her fingers. The power of her arm and the size of her bolt work in tandem to rip one door from the other. None had seen any units sneak to the gate, and Tiho was long gone before anyone had investigated.

As she made her way to the middle gate, a plume of flame and smoke erupted from the far right gate. Thanatob never was good at subtly, she muses as she readies herself to open the center gate by herself. 

The younger sister was an amazing distraction, at least. As she blasted the gate doors loose from their great hinges. With any hint of secrecy lost to her, she abandons her cloak- letting it burn to cinders as her wings burn bright and she takes to the sky for a moment, raining fire down upon the units on the wall, completely unprepared for the surprise attack. She dips behind the wall after a moment, not wanting to draw unwanted attention from the invading force’s arrows, readying her staff to fight off any undead that chase after her.

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[rayamash]

​ORION

“Indeed she is little shifter, perhaps I shall introduce you to my dearest wife one day” he said wistfully “I am sure she would be elated to meet yourself, and of course the dear Princess Valerica”

She had not mentioned her frogs name, but she probably did not have to, so connected with nature was the thing before her.

“Will you accompany a while little shifter?” He asked softly ���my walks have been rather lonely as of late”

“... You didn’t even tell me you were famous around these parts.” Neeko murmured under her breath to the frog sitting idly on her palm before she decided Valerica would be more comfortable sitting right ontop of her head. Rising from the floor, the shapeshifter rubbed both hands over her muddied legs to try and clean up some. Even if she didn’t seem too bothered by it, others were most likely to be. “Sure! Neeko knows how lonely feels.”

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[cxrribbxanstxrs]

The Mermaids Deal (Closed)

@oldworldfantasyrp

The strange home of the sea witch known as Calypso had been hard to find. The woman was a legend. But the eccentric sea witch looked up when her door was opened, and a smile appeared on her face.

“Come in! Come, come, I’ve been expecting you!~” She didnt seem threatened in the slightest

#IC #Closed starter

[demacianmage]

"Mademoiselle" a rather Regal man swept down from on high toward the girl upon her walk in the countryside, riding a great white Hippogryph followed by heavily armoured knights riding similar beasts covered in unknown heraldry "Excusez moi Mademoiselle, pouvez-vous me dire où nous avons atterri?" (OldworldfantasyRp)

     what in the world is this? she raises a brow, unsure of exactly what it was he was doing here.      “I, uh... I apologize, but I’m not sure what you said. Do you speak Demacian?”

#answered #Anonymous

[sonofshin]

Sad headcanon: Imrik allows the Dragons of Cathay to take the young dragon because they can teach him far better than he can and he watches as the last remnants of his good friend goes with them.

Oh no that IS a sad headcanon! BUT SO GOOD! YES! YES GIVE ME THAT PAIN!

Give me a montage of Hayase growing up with the other dragons. Make him feel like he's a replacement rather than his own person. Let him struggle with that. God the mental anguish this would inflict upon the child. Knowing he lives in his failure of a father's shadow.

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[snugglyporos]

@oldworldfantasyrp​  Wise things such as the price of ale these days and how back in their day the bakers would make big loafs of soft bread and not this tough stuff they get fed now...

Yes, clearly they need to fix this and make sure the bread is big and soft! Is not good for bread to be like building material.

[ysmay-of-nilfgaard]

HOW DO YOU NEED TO BE LOVED?

Carefully, like a gentle rain on dry Earth

You've been left beaten down and by someone you really trusted and loved, so now love doesn't come easy for you. You want it to. You want to love and be loved, but you're not sure you remember how. So you need someone else to take the lead. They have to be gentle and sweet and patient. They have to watch out for you, and make sure you’re doing okay, because most days you feel a little fragile, if not totally shattered. But someone will come along who will put those pieces back together again.

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[sonofshin]

Imrik takes the rat out of baby dragons mouth and replaces it with fruit, much better for baby dragons

Hayase's mouth is bleeding. The rat's bitten and scratched him up quite a bit. If anything, the juice from the fruit would probably end up hurting him more.

The little dragon sniffles, looking at the elf with open mouth, clearly in distress.

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[sonofshin]

Imrik is laughing at the subby little baby dragon. Little bottom boy little baby bottom bitch

"I AM NOT A LITTLE BABY BOTTOM BITCH IMRIK! SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

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#oldworldfantasyrp #yes Imrik lay into him #Spill the tea #tell the truth

[sonofshin]

Imrik picks up the smol, breasted, yun with a grin. "Ah yes, runeterras ice breasted moron, a rare find indeed"

"You know, that moron mention was really unnecessary. I made such nice breasts and you insult me. I should freeze-burn your hands so you can't touch any sort of chest for a month."

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#oldworldfantasyrp #'you're an asshole'

[sonofshin]

*Toots the Dragon calling horn* Imrik has returned where is his drinking companion dragon?

Alas, the call remains unanswered. The dragon is dead.

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#oldworldfantasyrp #sorry bruh