Du Fyrn Skulblaka: An Inheritance RPG

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Before the vile king Galabotorix and the mighty Eragon Shadeslayer, Alagaesia lived in peace and harmony. Elves think dragons as a normal animal, until a young elf killed a dragon as he would a tiger, And thus began Du Fyrn Skulblaka, or The Dragon War. Create your character, play as an elf or dragon, and find out how he/she/it will survive the war. Will you fight? Will you hide? Or will you seek the dwarves for protection? Join now!

RULES

*You are not super powerful
*No godmobbing
*No killing without permisson.
*Follow the official RPing rules
*Have Fun.

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[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Race (elf or dragon?):[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Skills:[/b]
[b]Picture (Optional):[/b]

Name: Aiedail
Gender: Female
Race (elf or dragon?): Elf
Appearance: Beautiful elven lady with midnight-black hair and elegant green eyes
Personality: Calm, not easily angered, patient, daring, won't back down from a fight.
Skills: Bow, sword, lance. Flexible, agile, and deadly. Great magical abilities.
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Name: Inferno
Gender: Male
Race (elf or dragon?): Dragon
Appearance: Fire-red dragon with bright scales and amber eyes
Personality: Fierce, proud, ambitious, and brave. Always ready for battles.
Skills: Fire. He is an exceptional fire-breather.
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Spoiler:

Aiedail nodded. "Yes, a dragon, fiery red, and just swooped. I'm going after it." And she ran away. As she approached the dragon's trail, Aiedail saw the dead elf. But...He was the only child we had... There was the elf's blood...And another kind. A dragon's blood! Thank goodness I didn't step on any. At first, Aiedail thought the elf was fighting the red dragon, and died, until she found an elegant light-blue scale. It was too small to be fully grown...Then, Aiedail realized, that the elf hunted the dragon! The red one must've wanted vengeance...But the boy wouldn't do such a thing! I know what this means, there's gonna be a war!

Arowyn nodded. "This means war. This elf has hunted a dragon and theyw want revenge." She sighed.


Spyron looked up. He saw Inferno circle down with... Adurna! He gasped. He stared down at Adurna's lifeless body. "No" he murmured.

Mercedes was about to call out to Aiedail, but she was too quick. She let the elf go, knowing something had to be done about the dragon situation. Was a war really that close? She had never expected it.

~don't forget Blaze, dragons communicate with their minds ~

Xenon glided to a stop on the grass next to Spyron. That can't be... Adurna? He felt anger from the tip of his wings to his claws. Why would someone kill a dragon? They had never done anything to harm anyone, in Xenon's mind.

Spyron shook his head sadly. An elf did this, He said to Xenon. Inferno killed the elf and brought Adurna back. He lowered his head. Adurna was a great dragon.

Inferno detected Xenon's thoughts, and said, Remember that elves treat dragons as extremly large scaly flying tigers. It was meant to be a joke, but sadness drenched the playfulness away. This means war. We need to stop the abuse of our kind! Think of it...they might start to hunt us to extinction. After those words, A teer ran down Inferno's scaly red cheek. Adurna.

Aiedail ran back to Arowyn. "This is it. We have no choice...But to fight." She clenched her fist hard. "They want vengeance. Protection for their species. We could try to make peace, but signed parchment means nothing to a mighty creature like a dragon."

Those rotten elves! I won't go down without a proper fight. We will not be disgraced! Xenon thought angrily. His rage caused his breathing to quicken, and small fumes of steam blew from his nostrils. We cannot let this happen to our species. When shall we attack?

"Dragons are such unruly creatures!" Mercedes hissed. "Do they really think violence is the answer? They are fools. We must act quickly. They are powerful creatures and we need a plan."

Spyron nodded his great black scaly head. Yes! He growled. We must show them who's boss! He flapped his huge wings and his mouth smoldered with lightning.

Arowyn shrugged. "True," She said. "They'll probably blow the parchment up. But we still have to try, right?" She regarded Aiedail.

Aiedail nodded. "We can try, but I doubt it will work. But we should prepare, anyway." She was disturbed by a dreadful thought. Wars are dangerous. What if dragons and elves were destroyed forever?

Inferno growled. One month, at the most. Wars take time to prepare for. He then snorted and a tongue of fire slipped from his nostrils. These elves, these rotton, no-good, dirty elves. Inferno thought to himself.

~Any summary of what happened so far? o.o Please?~

basically, Inferno's sister, Adurna, was killed by an elf and Inferno killed the elf. now, the two sides decided that it's time for war since they cannot settle the dispute any other way. right now they're in the stage of preparation

~ What has happened? Ugh I'm so behind in all these RPGs ~

An elf has killed Inferno's sister Adurna and both sidses are planning for war.

^did you read my post? i just wrote what happened so far right above you xD

Mercedes went training, feeling the need to release some of her anger. She pulled her knife-bow apart, forming two blades. In a rage, she threw them at a target pinned to the tree. They stuck to the tree trunk above the target board. She'd need a lot more skill to defeat a dragon.

One month gives them time to prepare too, Xenon thought. We have a strength and size advantage, but that might give them enough time to formulate a plan. We must make sure we are ahead at every step! We must patrol them constantly! They're always up to no good. Flames blew from his nostrils and lit the grass below him.

"The elf child was killed?" Rowyn stormed up to Aiedail, her eyes stormy. "By a dragon? How dare they? They're just mere animals." The auburn-haired elf tossed an angry look at the sky. "I thought something had pierced Du Weldenvarden's magical barriers, but I never thought it would be because of a dragon!"

Caethiel finished polishing her bow, and with a brisk, cold sweep of her
breath, she rose, swiping the purple bow across her back. She trotted
over to the others. She had to tell them of the incident she came across
earlier.

"An elf child was killed?" she echoed. "What?" She had
been busy training all day, and was completely oblivious of recent
happenings.

Arowyn sighed. "The elf child killed a dragon and my guess is that the red dragon had revenge, maybe it was revenge, but we are now at war. The borders are not safe." She explained.

Spyron snorted. Yes. We must be ready for an attack just in case the elves attack first. We have an advantage, our scales and our powers, but we also have disadvantages. We are not as fast as the elves, but surely we can beat them? He inquired.

Inferno growled. The elves are smart and magical, too. But we are a match for them. And don't forget, we fly. He stared at Spyron. We should set up camp somewhere closer to Ellesmera. But let's leave it here for today. I'm going to bury Adurna. And Inferno flew away, the body of Adurna in his talons.