Dragons Roleplaying Forum
Hello! I greet all you guests warmly. Don't be scared, we won't bite! Us roleplayers are very active and have some experience. Our moderators and admins are always eager to help! We often hang out in the chatbox. So go on ahead, and join us today!

Something to Care About Dragon10
Dragons Roleplaying Forum
Would you like to react to this message? Create an account in a few clicks or log in to continue.
Log in

I forgot my password

Quick Links

Site Rules

Contact Staff

Celestia: astral@rpgdragons.org Baldirak: baldirak@rpgdragons.org

Latest topics
» There can only be one (open)
by malaki Wed Jul 01, 2020 7:30 pm

» Two Heads are Better than One (Twilight Imperium)
by Cyclone and Typhoon Wed Jul 01, 2020 6:36 pm

» To the Market (Elara)
by Cygnus Thu Jun 25, 2020 7:30 pm

» Vin ( character for review )
by Baldirak Sapiens Draco Wed Jun 17, 2020 2:05 am

» Ice and Fire [Xajiva]
by Àlamei Sun Jun 14, 2020 4:14 am

» Reclamation, Part 1 [All Starlights]
by Helia Sun Jun 14, 2020 3:59 am

» The land of bearded kings (solo)
by Richard Fri Jun 05, 2020 8:17 pm

» Hush, you need to heal [Attor ]
by Helia Fri May 22, 2020 9:53 am

» Leaving Home, Story Submission
by Attor Thu May 21, 2020 1:10 pm

» Introducing: RISK, DRF Edition!
by Baldirak Sapiens Draco Sat May 02, 2020 5:03 pm

» In Need of Direction (Gifted Crystals)
by Atarijor XVI Sat May 02, 2020 4:49 pm

» Dragon Masters
by Noctis Umbra Thu Apr 30, 2020 2:03 pm

» Fishing in the Dark (Seawing)
by Minnow Thu Apr 30, 2020 8:28 am

» Storms and Mountains [Nelthy]
by Àlamei Tue Apr 28, 2020 1:06 am

» Updated Active Characters List
by Jackie Mon Apr 27, 2020 12:40 pm

» Leaving Home [Attor] | Finished
by Helia Sun Apr 26, 2020 8:42 am

» Looking to rp with anyone
by Tharasis Sat Apr 25, 2020 7:31 pm

» Kneel, Baldirak Che'le. Rise, Baldirak Sapiens Draco (Open to all)
by Noctis Umbra Thu Apr 23, 2020 1:54 pm

» Recreational Break (Incus)
by Incus Mon Apr 20, 2020 8:00 pm

» Crazy How Things Change [Baldi]
by Baldirak Sapiens Draco Mon Apr 20, 2020 11:58 am

» Gleam, the Healer
by Bassasail Sun Apr 19, 2020 10:15 am

» Prophet of Madness [Paradox]
by Neltharion Sat Apr 18, 2020 7:34 pm

» The Wrong Land (Gleam)
by Petram Sat Apr 18, 2020 1:43 pm

» The Assumptions and the Truth [Neltharion]
by Ragnarock Sat Apr 18, 2020 10:52 am

» Snapping turtles and bedside manners [Burner]
by Àlamei Fri Apr 17, 2020 6:07 am

Top posting users this month
Cyclone and Typhoon
Something to Care About Vote_lcapSomething to Care About Voting_barSomething to Care About Vote_rcap 
malaki
Something to Care About Vote_lcapSomething to Care About Voting_barSomething to Care About Vote_rcap 
Noctis Umbra
Something to Care About Vote_lcapSomething to Care About Voting_barSomething to Care About Vote_rcap 

Who is online?
In total there are 3 users online :: 0 Registered, 0 Hidden and 3 Guests

None

Most users ever online was 315 on Mon Nov 04, 2019 1:22 pm
Affiliates

Our Buttons:

Our Affiliates:

Something to Care About

Go down

Something to Care About Empty Something to Care About

Post by Abbadon on Sun Mar 08, 2020 8:45 am

"My sword!" A man cried out in the sun, checking the luggage on his caravans camels to make sure it wasn't there. The man in question was dressed in garbed robes of many colors, he wore a head cloth wrapped around to help keep the sun off it. While no swordsman, he was certainly a silver tongued merchant who sold, and stole, many treasures like jewelery, weapons and armor, and miscellaneous items. He was no saint but was always tracked down by voracious bandits and soldiers of the major cities who caught him for his crimes.

The merchant was none too pleased when his favorite sword went missing, a steel scimitar jagged in a unique shape much akin to a dragons tooth. Perfectly balanced, it was really the only weapon he was masterly skilled with... and now it's gone. The merchant to panic until he saw a series of draglines through the sand. Cocking his head slightly, the merchant kneeled down at the edge of his makeshift camp and inspected the many lines in the sand. Some were narrow, some wide and smooth and others jagged. There was a familar drag line though, the wide gouge in the sand of his blade! Quickly, he packed the rest of his equipment on his camels and began to vigorously follow the trail, camels in tow bound to his hand with a rope. Whoever stole his weapon would certainly pay!

Though that, "Whoever," was more a, " Whatever." From the Birdseye view, a small red dot scurried along the dessert sands, a large cacti fruit held tightly in a long tail and behind it followed a large mass of mainly doorknobs and coins of great rarity, however with those items were also numerous daggers, arrow tips, random jewelry, and of course, a certain dragon shaped scimitar. These things were pulled by an invisible force almost right directly behind a large red critter. That, "Critter," Just so happened to be a dragon or rather a hatchling rather. It chirped with great vigor as if calling out to something, trying to get the attention of a long sought-after friend. Or rather, it's mother.

Abbadon didn't even know how to talk let alone think like a proper hatchling, merely a very young and recently hatched dragon that acted on instinct. Though he needed care, a much needed bath to help get dead little leave, sticks, and sand from between his fine scales. Berry and fruit juice were plastered on his scales though old and slowly the colors fading, leaving old green and brown stains. He was very scrawny but not in the sense that Abbadon was born that way but the fact he was starving, unbeknownst his tail grasped a fruit. To the hatchling, there was a sense of sadness a d urgency, it couldn't even remember the call of his mother and any call would be deemed a parent! The adventurous and curious hatchling traveled a great deal to find his mother, avoiding the dangers by sheer dumb luck despite his constant chirping.

In the distance, Abbadon heard a noise and turned his head. Seeing smoke in the distance, there were buildings and tents in said distance. Immediately, he turned that direction and began to quickly make his way to the noise. Desperate for attention, the hatchling simply wanted to return to it's nest and find his mother waiting for him.

_______________________
Something to Care About YRfSBSomething to Care About 901ytSomething to Care About RWuMNSomething to Care About ZVUem
Abbadon
Abbadon
EarthWing Hatchling
EarthWing Hatchling

Male Posts : 37
Reputation : 0

Back to top Go down

Something to Care About Empty Re: Something to Care About

Post by Súl Iolar on Mon Mar 09, 2020 2:09 pm

A cart slowly moved over the desert, as Sul, joined by his daughter El, was heading out to find some supplies. Food had been disappearing from Ammos, so they were heading out for a farming settlement to get more food stores. It was then the the El spotted something... weird over a dune.

"Dad.... Is that... a pile of metal moving around." Sul shook his head at first, handing his daughter a canteen.

"Get some fluids into your system, El. You're seein.... What the heck?" Sul stopped the horse that was pulling the cart, and quickly looked out, trying to see what was going on. "Keep the horse calm." He then pulled his hood and face cloth up, and slowly walked ahead. He looked to see.... A hatchling? A dragon hatchling with tons of things trailing him. Well... it was a sight at least.

_______________________
Something to Care About Z596ecad8b3268
Name by Lori.
Alts of Wake
Theme: https://youtu.be/_RAuU9URKY4
Súl Iolar
Súl Iolar

Male Posts : 187
Reputation : 0

Back to top Go down

Something to Care About Empty Re: Something to Care About

Post by Abbadon on Tue Mar 10, 2020 1:28 pm

Abbadon, a hatchling of the endangered EarthWing tribe was nothing more than mindless yet curious thing. If there was ever an answer as to why he always escaped the caring clutches of his mother was quite simple. Abbadon had an adventurous quirk, though innocent, he meant no harm but wasn't aware of the dangers of this massive world. In due time the little lizard might grow into a dragon who thinks all these monsters, humans, these conflicts between the dragons, and the mundane might just be normal where others will find it... aberrant.

The young hatchling traveled hard, thirsty, hot, hungry and seeking it's mother, he desperately moved toward the human settlement not knowing any better. How could he know better? Soon a sound caught his attention a d he and the massive pile of clutter came to a halt. Looking around for any predators Abbadon spotted a cart, driven by a human. He stared for a moment as of weighing his options, then in a flash his mind forgot of the settlement Ammos and he turned. He began to travel toward the cart, chirping quit loudly compared to some other hatchlings.

_______________________
Something to Care About YRfSBSomething to Care About 901ytSomething to Care About RWuMNSomething to Care About ZVUem
Abbadon
Abbadon
EarthWing Hatchling
EarthWing Hatchling

Male Posts : 37
Reputation : 0

Back to top Go down

Something to Care About Empty Re: Something to Care About

Post by Súl Iolar on Tue Mar 17, 2020 12:18 pm

Súl looked around before noticing the little dragon was headed straight for the cart. He looked over to El, quickly waving his hands.

"The little guys coming to you!" The girl was quick to hop off the cart, and looked at the little dragon. She smiled, crouching down and beginning to use her dads lessons to talk to him in a dragon's tongue.

"Hey there little fella." The teen did her best to not bring attention to the mass of metal behind him, thinking it would scare the little thing.

_______________________
Something to Care About Z596ecad8b3268
Name by Lori.
Alts of Wake
Theme: https://youtu.be/_RAuU9URKY4
Súl Iolar
Súl Iolar

Male Posts : 187
Reputation : 0

Back to top Go down

Something to Care About Empty Re: Something to Care About

Post by Abbadon on Tue Mar 17, 2020 8:43 pm

The small lizard made its way with the pile of junk falling over and reforming itself in a new change of pace. With clinking and loud sounds of metal scraping across another, presenting a not so pleasant music. Once the hatchling got of several inches of the human girl he stopped and stared at her. He sniffed the ground then the girl herself as he grew just centimeters, a slow yet near quiet growl coming from him and a small chirp that escaped him.

The hatchlings tail let loose the cactus pear, it's pink midsection now turned dark with clearly mangled and squished. The once proudly plump fruit fell an inch to his right, though the hatchling seemed more focused on investigating the girl to even notice the fruit. Or the pile behind him.

_______________________
Something to Care About YRfSBSomething to Care About 901ytSomething to Care About RWuMNSomething to Care About ZVUem
Abbadon
Abbadon
EarthWing Hatchling
EarthWing Hatchling

Male Posts : 37
Reputation : 0

Back to top Go down

Something to Care About Empty Re: Something to Care About

Post by Súl Iolar on Fri Mar 27, 2020 7:09 am

"It's ok. I won't hurt you." El smiled, though still kept her movements slow. She watched her dad enough to know how to react around dragons. Meanwhile Sul had finally made his way up, but stopped to let his daughter handle this.

_______________________
Something to Care About Z596ecad8b3268
Name by Lori.
Alts of Wake
Theme: https://youtu.be/_RAuU9URKY4
Súl Iolar
Súl Iolar

Male Posts : 187
Reputation : 0

Back to top Go down

Something to Care About Empty Re: Something to Care About

Post by Abbadon on Mon Mar 30, 2020 6:32 am

The hatchling, careful to inspect the girl grew closer until the thing was up to her skin. He sniffed it vigorously and yet the growls subsided replaced by low chirps. There was one growl before it quickly evolved into the joyful chirps and calls the hatchling gave before. It seemed the girl presented no danger or whatever was perceived as harmless. The hatchling was quick to climb into the girls arms, but for as small and scrawny as he was he weighed quite a bit. He inspected further by sniffing some more until crawling along her shoulder and onto her back and all over her, a curious thing really. The pile of junk grew closer until it was literally against the teens legs and trying to climb onto her as well.

_______________________
Something to Care About YRfSBSomething to Care About 901ytSomething to Care About RWuMNSomething to Care About ZVUem
Abbadon
Abbadon
EarthWing Hatchling
EarthWing Hatchling

Male Posts : 37
Reputation : 0

Back to top Go down

Something to Care About Empty Re: Something to Care About

Post by Súl Iolar on Fri Apr 03, 2020 8:35 am

El was surprised when the little dragon quickly jumped onto her, but instead of being spooked she giggled.

"Well you're a playful o.... What the...!?" Now the metal beginning to try and climb up her leg, that scared her. She tried kicking at it, and Sul was quick to come up.

"What the heck!"

_______________________
Something to Care About Z596ecad8b3268
Name by Lori.
Alts of Wake
Theme: https://youtu.be/_RAuU9URKY4
Súl Iolar
Súl Iolar

Male Posts : 187
Reputation : 0

Back to top Go down

Something to Care About Empty Re: Something to Care About

Post by Abbadon on Sat Apr 04, 2020 8:47 am

The Hatchling continued it's curious assault as harmless as he was, however the metal continued to climb up the girl until the random objects began to collect on the hatchling. However in the girls struggle, the Hatchling climbed downward toward her legs until he got kicked harshly in the head. The little critter fell down almost shocked and so the did the metal, he reared back and retreated a few feet away, hissing not of anger but of fear since he got a hard blow to the head. Tears began to well up in his eyes as he continued to take a defensive posture, trying to scare the humans away with his best efforts and coiled his body.

_______________________
Something to Care About YRfSBSomething to Care About 901ytSomething to Care About RWuMNSomething to Care About ZVUem
Abbadon
Abbadon
EarthWing Hatchling
EarthWing Hatchling

Male Posts : 37
Reputation : 0

Back to top Go down

Back to top


 
Permissions in this forum:
You cannot reply to topics in this forum