A Gold and Purple Spotted Egg (Semi-Open, Sign up for Entry)
Sept 22, 2015 3:11:17 GMT -6
Post by Liam on Sept 22, 2015 3:11:17 GMT -6
Liam had taken notice that the wyvern and it's rider had left not too long ago, her fight or flight sense kicked into full gear. She knew it was wise to retreat when faced with a foe that could level a whole city. Much like humans, dragons had that sense as well, Liam's was screaming for action. Whether he was to fight or retreat he couldn't hold this form for much longer, his stone as well as his body began to scream in agony while holding the cart above his head.
If he was to wipe out everybody here he knew he would be safe to remain in Bern, but the rider on top of the wyvern had seen his face and made an escape. Has it been over a thousand years since Liam took his true form? He knew for a fact it was during the scouring he made his presence known in all of it's glory, it was a damn shame that his return to it would be around all of these filthy humans. He had began to scream, which sounded more like a roar, as his body began to grow even larger. The stubs on his shoulder blades had broke through his skin as they began to turn into wings.
While he still had a humaniod like shape he began to lower the cart as he bent over placing it on his back. In a matter of seconds Liam had reviled his true form, he had watched as the humans around him scurry around like mice so they wouldn't be crushed by the dragon. He turned his eye towards the other man with an eye patch, the same one that challenged him to a fight, and let out a snort. As if that human could possibly beat him in a fight by himself.
Liam had began to flap his large wings, lifting him off the ground a couple of feet for a couple of seconds debating if he should purge this path of the humans on top of it. He had deemed it a waste of time to kill all of those humans so he began to beat his wings harder as he began to climb in the air, he turned around carefully to change his direction to Etruria, he would go above the clouds and hope that would hide him as he crossed the borders until he could find a safe place to land and revert to his human form.
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If he was to wipe out everybody here he knew he would be safe to remain in Bern, but the rider on top of the wyvern had seen his face and made an escape. Has it been over a thousand years since Liam took his true form? He knew for a fact it was during the scouring he made his presence known in all of it's glory, it was a damn shame that his return to it would be around all of these filthy humans. He had began to scream, which sounded more like a roar, as his body began to grow even larger. The stubs on his shoulder blades had broke through his skin as they began to turn into wings.
While he still had a humaniod like shape he began to lower the cart as he bent over placing it on his back. In a matter of seconds Liam had reviled his true form, he had watched as the humans around him scurry around like mice so they wouldn't be crushed by the dragon. He turned his eye towards the other man with an eye patch, the same one that challenged him to a fight, and let out a snort. As if that human could possibly beat him in a fight by himself.
Liam had began to flap his large wings, lifting him off the ground a couple of feet for a couple of seconds debating if he should purge this path of the humans on top of it. He had deemed it a waste of time to kill all of those humans so he began to beat his wings harder as he began to climb in the air, he turned around carefully to change his direction to Etruria, he would go above the clouds and hope that would hide him as he crossed the borders until he could find a safe place to land and revert to his human form.
(exit thread)