Hey there! I am interested into just about all types of characters but the complete opposites, selective mute/motermouth, and werewolf/human roles have caught my eye. I don't have a discord, but I have a Skype if that helps. I can be just about as active so I hope we can pm out the details!
Once upon a time, a long time ago, there was a kingdom called Patline. Patline was a small kingdom, not very round but actually quite long and served of no great purpose to the rest of the kingdom's around it. Though one day, they realized they were the boundary between dream and war.
To make...
The slab of meat hit the ground in front of the small scaled creature and it just starred at it. What is that? The dragon asked itself before it sat up, looking up at Andrew one last time and scampered away on his two little chicken legs. His long tail dragging on the ground behind him. Better...
The small dragon took a pouncing stance, his but up high and his head down low. The folds of his wings brushed the ground, and his beating little eyes looked up at Andrew with a curious, crazy look. It's small tail swished back and forth on the ground, and it tried to look fierce.
The cottage...
@tigereyes The small dragon froze as Andrew started to move and then talk. It suddenly remembered its training and froze still, not sure what to do. Its nostrils flarred with fear and its eyes twitched. The long slender tail fought not to move and and its tiny wings vibrated. Dont move, dont...
Before some of the party could even think about checking on Andrew, a little creature decided to. It has little wings, a long tail, a scaled body, and two little legs. It was a small little dragon, hopping out from the insides of a barrel. It's nostrils flared as it hopped towards the human on...
It all seemed creepy, as people slowly filed inside the little town. The queen helped herself to look at everything, examining the insides of a few houses. Everyone was tense, especially Killian.It all looked like it was once such a happy kingdom, but now it was just abandoned? It didn't have an...
Nothing seemed too harmful that was out of ordinary. It was just a normal town that was just simply falling apart and abandoned. The town was large, the castle being in the centr of the kingdom, was a large distance away with woods, more towns, and who knows what else between.
The king thanked Jane and took his wife's hand. They followed a few people through the gate, slowly. The vines backed off of everyone, keeping the gates nice and open and steady. It truthfully didn't make sense. Killian went through the gates very slowly, glancing around the dark, gloomy area...
Finally, after the queen grabbed a knife from her tall black boots and struck the vine, it wavered. It actually put her down gently on the ground, and stopped attacking people. The little green vines stopped growing, and the thorned black vines stopped attacking people. One minute later, the...
The King is most likely going to die once he gets over the wall {Dont worry people we will get over the wall after a little more struggling, i have everything planned out!} and he didn't even start climbing. Too dangerous for him, the queen couldn't care less though.
The vines some what grew angry, as they didn't like playing games. They started to expand, nothing seemed to work on them. It was in fact immune to the decay arrow, as it probably just had a strong immune system or something. So it started to make itself taller, to make the climb even harder. No...
Killian Winters
Killian was quiet as she heard the story her great grandparents were listening too stopped, and the loud opera music started. Killian sighed, they just wanted to annoy her on purpose at this point. A door could bloke out the drone of a recorded voice, but nothing could bloke an...
As soon as the future queen reached the wall with her husband, she took out a pair of gloves from the small satchel her husband wore. She put them on, flexed her fingers, and walked right up to the wall. She grabbed the side of a large black spike and set her feet on a lower on, starting her...