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    posted a message on Guan Island; New Era (Always Accepting) (Dinosaur RP)

    "If that question is of that great a concern to you, I'm sure that your friend would be far more suited to answer it adequately. Important questions deserve responses from those you trust most, do they not?" Skathi replied. It now occurred to her that Sarah might be too volatile to serve any purpose in Set's army. Then again, it had never been said that volatility was, by all accounts, a negative a factor.

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    posted a message on Guan Island; New Era (Always Accepting) (Dinosaur RP)

    "Need? I haven't a need for anything. I just like to make sure everyone else doesn't have any unmet requirements either. Which leads me to the point that, if either of you need anything, at any point, simply find some way of contacting me and I'll do my best to help. If you ask around the forest, you'll probably find someone who can point you in the correct direction," Skathi offered with a parting smile. She then turned and began to disappear into the forest as peacefully as she had arrived. Obviously these two would require some more visits.

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    posted a message on Guan Island; New Era (Always Accepting) (Dinosaur RP)

    "We've been talking about the forest. I inquired as to how well you two are faring, but I can see that, evidently, you're doing fine by yourself," Skathi explained, nodding to the ceratopsian's carcass. The roar of an abelisaurid resonated dimly through the forest; clearly they were in no danger, as the abelisaurid would have to have been at least a kilometre away for such a sound to be heard this quietly. Skathi ignored this roar and waited indifferently for one of the Dakotaraptor's to respond.

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    posted a message on Guan Island; New Era (Always Accepting) (Dinosaur RP)

    "Because to explain it would both be unnecessary and untactful," Skathi explained in a curt manner. "Now, you mentioned predator problems? Have you formed a plan to deal with them yet?" She waited an appropriate amount of time before continuing; not long enough that Sarah could speak, but long enough that it appeared as if she could have. "Or, perhaps I could be of assistance." Sarah struck her as a smart dinosaur, if not a bit naive. All dinosaurs could find their place in Set's army, though. It benefited everyone, did it not? Well, most certainly it had benefited this Troodontid.

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    posted a message on Guan Island; New Era (Always Accepting) (Dinosaur RP)

    "It's not important," Skathi skirted the question about mates, as it would only distract from the purpose of the conversation. "As for well, I mean... How are you two faring? Have you been finding enough to eat?" In the darkness of the cave, Skathi couldn't see the injuries which Sarah had received, but she recognized that the raptor seemed restrained in her movements.

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    posted a message on Guan Island; New Era (Always Accepting) (Dinosaur RP)

    "I've lived on various parts of the island throughout my life; the mountains, the shores, the plains, and other forests, but you're right, I've never been to this one. Has it been treating you and your mate kindly?" Skathi asked, assuming that the two Dakotaraptors were mates. She watched with no concern as the male walked off; some creatures were better suited to isolation, and she understood that. Others were well suited to large crowds. She was somewhere in between the two extremes; in truth, she could survive anywhere or with anyone.

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    posted a message on Guan Island; New Era (Always Accepting) (Dinosaur RP)

    "It's a big island. I'm Skathi, by the way. Troodon. So you two are natives?" Skathi entered the conversation with uncanny elegance and grace. Of course, she had performed these conversations many times before, so that was to be expected. As she spoke, she took a seat opposite Sarah and Bantoo.

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    posted a message on Guan Island; New Era (Always Accepting) (Dinosaur RP)

    "I was wandering in the underbrush when I came across this lizard. I decided to look for a cave, but, seeing as you're already using this one - would you like a lizard?" Skathi offered, having dropped the reptile to her feet. "Like I said, I just came across it, and I don't really need it much right now. You look like you'd appreciate it, though."

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    posted a message on (A dinosaur RP) Chronicles of Terratan: Moonlight. (Finale begins the 25th.)

    "Goodbye, you wretched, treacherous scum." T'was the scorn of Set's obedient soldiers, moments before he pushed Loki from the cliff. But moments can be varied in length, and the moments pursuant to this statement were lasting several seconds at the least.


    First Loki looked to his executioner, and then he looked out to the scene of his death: The vast expanse behind him. He could see the ocean; it was just down below, but there were smatterings of sharp, jagged rocks which would surely impede his fall. Even if he were to somehow survive that, there was the ocean itself: Injured, he would never swim to shore. Bleeding, he would attract countless predators. He was truly a doomed creature.


    Then came a sound, and a few of the creatures named Magmaraptors began to turn and investigate. They were too late: From the cliffs, above, stones began to be hurled. They were small, although a few larger ones emerged: These were thrown by Herkul, using his tail and his side to force them off of the escarpments with ease. While few rocks actually hit the soldiers, they created quite a distracting atmosphere, and this gave time for Gor, Illora and Kokorat to emerge from the shadows. One of the Magmaraptors emitted a nearly cackling tone:


    "Ha! You have truly lead an army of fools. To think that they were almost free of your influence - now they'll have to follow you in death." This arrogance did not last. As the soldiers of Set prepared to deal with the three closest insurgents, and as the stones began to fall less frequently and in smaller quantities, a raucous of noise was suddenly present, and then it took the lives of one of the Magmaraptors: A flock of Ramphorynchus had emerged from hiding, and several of them had startled one soldier standing too close to the cliff's precipice. Now realizing that they were, in fact, in some danger, the raptors assumed positions of more serious defence. They were not even at the end of their ordeal: Next came packs of vicious proto-mammalians. Several more raptors fell to these beasts, and as they assumed a closer arrangement for better defence, they found themselves only now suffering the approach of Loki's three remaining loyal cronies. They did not notice that the rocks were not smashing against each other any more; that sound had been replaced by animalistic screeching and cackling. Loki grinned, relishing the defeat of his arrogant captors, but this grin was not to last: He was soon pushed from the cliff in a final attempt to complete Set's tasks before death.


    As he fell, Loki panicked. He had never died before. There had been one, perhaps two times, where he had thought that the would die. He had even been presumed dead after one of these events. But this was different. This was final. There was nothing which could save him from the jagged rocks below. And in that moment, as is customary, his life was replayed quite vividly in his brain.


    His childhood was a blur. Slowly he began to form his own pack, and evolution brought that to an end after a rather successful run. Then he had reformed an army. He had spent some time flirting with the idea of joining Nocturne, but that had never fruitioned. He had travelled to Terratan, which was truly his home, as cruel as it had been to him. Scarletfire.


    He had seen Scarletfire nearly as an equal. She was a genius, obviously, and she shared with him so many things: Passion for power, a desire to rule, and an innate ability to betray anyone. They both had ideals, and perhaps they shared their ideals. He wished to rule the island, but to enjoy ruling it. He would have gladly used Set to achieve this goal. And that was what had driven them apart: He had been willing to make use of any tool. She had seen danger in tools. Perhaps that was where she bested him: She was never blind to any side of a scenario. As unlikely an outcome as it had been, she had still seen it, and she had used her intelligence to stay away from it. In the face of death, Loki still saw that view as stupid, but he saw Scarletfire herself as a genius, and as a being who he was meant to do great things with. Perhaps he even loved her.


    He made contact too soon.


    His eyes had been closed, but he had calculated how long it would be before he hit the rocks and died. The ocean wasn't loud enough yet. Opening his eyes, Loki found himself on an out-sprung branch. It appeared to be dead, and he could feel it breaking under his weight. However, from here, he could easily jump to a spot amongst the rocks where he would not die; nor would he suffer serious injury. Moments after he had jumped he heard a crunch, followed by a splash, and when he turned around, another Magmaraptor had fallen into the waves after crushing the branch which had saved his life. It had never been noticed before, and now, it would never be noticed again. The branch had seemingly been present only for the purpose of his own survival. Well, I suppose I am important enough to warrant an entire branch, at the least.

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    posted a message on The Conflict Of Terma. ( Renaissance type RP) (Activity resuming soon)

    Elizabeth awaited the count's inevitable knocking, and when it finally came, it was none other than the same man as she had seen the day before. More accurately, it was the same suit of armour; beneath that mask she could only assume that this was Captain Loyset Haveron. Despite how early in the day it was, Elizabeth was at her peak in terms of intellectual interest and ability. It was a rarity that she would be awake and not mentally present at this level: Perhaps only for five minutes at the start of each day, or when she occasionally indulged in the slightest of alcoholic drinks. Aside from that, she was impeccably identical at every turn.


    "M'lady." The captain bowed respectfully. Elizabeth returned a slight curtsey. "Are you ready, your highness? I did say that you could inform any of the guards when it was most suitable to you." Elizabeth was now certain that this was the captain from the night before; his voice had revealed his identity before the context of his statement had reaffirmed it. She now took him to be a very smart man; he treated her exactly as she would expect a politician to. He made her feel quite natural... Almost as if the two were on equal turf. Of course they were not.


    "Did you? I must apologize; I'm afraid that must have slipped my mind. It's still quite early, is it not? Oh well, I suppose I am prepared to meet with Count Orelius presently," the countess elaborated, moving her head and hands in gestures which suggested a fluttering mind, quite unlike the one which she harboured. The captain nodded once and then gestured for her to follow him. They walked through several corridors, each made of dark stone and riddled, occasionally with banners and paintings, before coming to a door, simpler than some of the others, but more refined in a way. The darkness outside the door showed that it was made for the purpose of not being noticed; an interesting tactic, considering the status of its room's occupant. Elizabeth knew her guards awaited her return at the guest house; of Chelsette, she knew nothing, though that was to be expected. Perhaps she had stolen the count's jewels and run off, or perhaps she was returning to the guest house at the very moment. Perhaps she had been caught in her ordeal. Whatever the outcome, it could do the countess no permanent harm. Having covered these basis for security reasons, and having reaffirmed the presence of a certain object in her pocket, Elizabeth's mind refocused entirely upon the eminent meeting with Count Orelius.


    ***

    The house of the chief was quite beautifully decorated. It was similar in design to nearly every other house in Sitheachdon, although of the three who entered it at this moment, only two could recognize this, and they did not, for they had lived in this house for the majority of their lives. They knew the stories of the pelts upon the walls, and the hatchets and bows which lined the hooks. They recognized the chip in one of the wooden poles, and they knew every line in every floorboard without giving them a second thought. When Leif followed Laire and the chief, Ulsar Sangster, into the building, he was struck by the fact that it smelt of pine. In Garlant abodes, there were three smells one could expect: Food, body odour, and whiskey. Occasionally, one would find all three, but this would not be a surprise. The smell of pine was stronger here than it was in the forest, because in the forest, not all trees were pines. Here, every piece of wood appeared to be pine, and Leif could not fathom why, because he was not accustomed to the Shcot way of living, and during his short stay in the town, he had not come to know much of the true Shcots, the nearly barbaric race that lived further into the territory.


    “Take a seat, please, good sir,” Chief Sangster intoned, gesturing to a chair at the table. Leif obliged. The chief left for the kitchen, and his daughter took a seat opposite Leif. She fidgeted, and she did not make eye contact; influenced by her actions, he did the same, until it came to him that the Chief was not yet returning, so he decided to make conversation.


    “Your father should be aware, I do not need food at the moment. I only ask for a far greater deed,” Leif began, somewhat awkwardly. Laire looked to him as if he were mad, but the realization was soon upon her that he was not accustomed to her traditions.


    “It’s just a thing we Shcots do. A bit like how you Garlants…” Now, Laire realized that she was at a loss for words. She did not know what Garlants did, but there were several in town who worked in the sale of foreign products, and Werner Reigt was the town’s foremost blacksmith, much to the chagrin of the native Shcots. However, she did not know if either of these professions was representative of the Garlants as a whole. Thankfully, Leif saved her from this awkward situation.


    “Train and teach?” The young soldier offered playfully, quoting one Garlant manifesto. To be a soldier is to be a teacher. To fight is to provide your knowledge. Garlant’s must train so they may teach, and teach so they may train. To find understanding is to win the greatest victory against the strongest enemy. The enemy in question was quite clearly ignorance, and Leif agreed that it was the greatest foe ever faced, for it fought effortlessly. In fact, the more that one was to learn, the more that others were to be ignorant of.


    Laire smiled and nodded, grateful for the assistance. Leif was a gentleman, she surmised. He was exotic, and truly handsome. It was a shame that he had to leave so soon… But if that was what he desired, she would do what she could to assist. That willingness to provide help went out to any that required it, and if Leif were to find himself lucky, it would be a trait shared by her father.
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    posted a message on Guan Island; New Era (Always Accepting) (Dinosaur RP)

    Skathi emerged from the bushes, a dead lizard in her mouth. She had known that she was coming across Bantoo and Sarah: That was why she carried the lizard. It was a gift of amicability. If they responded favourably, then she would gladly reciprocate the actions. If not, she would leave it was as simple as that: While she may have been a reasonably skilled fighter, fighting did nothing to improve her reputation, success rate, or happiness. Speaking to Bantoo and Sarah, on the other hand, could positively affect at least two of those three categories.

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    posted a message on Guan Island; New Era (Always Accepting) (Dinosaur RP)

    ((Not excessively active, but I'll be around from time to time. What's the thing in the bushes walking towards Bantoo and Sarah? Mind if it's Skathi?))

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    posted a message on Guan Island; New Era (Always Accepting) (Dinosaur RP)

    Name: Skathi

    Species: Unnamed Alaskan Troodontid

    Diet: Small mammals, reptiles, fish and the remains of larger prey.

    Size: 4 meters in length

    Appearance: A motley black pelt, with the faintest tinge of purple and red. This hint of colour is only seen in glimpses, and is uncommon enough that she would not be remembered as anything other than dark grayscale. Most curious, perhaps, is the lighter colour of her feathers along the spine and head. This leads into a fancily patterned tail-tip feathering on one end, and a nearly indistinguishable lightening around the eyes.
    Backstory: Skathi had no problem joining forces with Set's army once she had been approached about the possibility. As a native Guan Islander, she could see the good which would come from an alliance with this dominion, both for herself and for the rest of the island's population. Conflict was a staple of Guan Island, be it with giant oceanic monsters or with the army of the demented Nocturne. Some order would be a welcome change for everyone. After being accepted into the ranks of Set's army, Skathi was quickly chosen as the face of recruitment for native Guan Islanders. She was given a relatively good degree of freedom and authority within the army, though one requirement was made of her: Occasionally, she had to give speeches to the army, and when it was requested she had to participate in strategic discussions. She readily agreed to this, already being a relatively good orator and knowing that being a part of a strategic meeting was advantageous to her; it would provide further interest to her days, and it would make her standing within the army greater.

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    posted a message on The Void [Expansive Roleplay] [Accepting]

    ((It's not a problem; I can certainly ask some people. In fact, I find it surprising that no one else has joined of their own volition - there were a few people discussing the idea of a roleplay following this formula not too long ago.))

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    posted a message on The Void [Expansive Roleplay] [Accepting]

    ((Indeed we do.))


    Loki wandered around, but, seeing as his surroundings were rather boring, he lay on the ground and began to work his mind into a state in which it could sleep. He soon realized that he had chosen a bad location for his sleeping to occur, and stood so that the could search for a darker patch of forest.

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