Author Topic: Seb's first fight. (Read 11033 times)

serpington · « **Reply #120 on:** April 13, 2011, 11:08:34 PM »

the puddle of metal begins to condense, rising as it does, the liquid form started to take shape as a dragon-anthro. the form grew tall, two horns sat on his forhead, going about an inch forward then a foot back and behind his head, a row of steadily declining spikes running down the center of his spine from just behind his horns down to 3/4s of the way down his three meter tail. these spikes and horns were the same colour as his claws that looked more like sharp finger armour and the spikes running along the side of his forearm that grew in size as they got closer to the spike comming out of the dradons elbows that matched the length of his upper arms. all these spikes were a dark, almost black purple. his scales were completely pure black other than his tainted blood red underbelly and wing membrains. he stood for a moment on his clawed hind paws before launching into the air and looking down at cifero.

Cifero Windtail · « **Reply #121 on:** April 14, 2011, 12:06:38 AM »

*Looks up at Durako*

This could be interesting...

Pheobe Deathcaster · « **Reply #122 on:** April 14, 2011, 03:04:43 AM »

*Places hand to mouth*
:'( (whispering) Oh God....

serpington · « **Reply #123 on:** April 16, 2011, 12:27:18 PM »

<let's go.> the words seem to echo into existance out of thin air, being 'thought-out-loud' rather than spoken. raises a hand and aims a single finger at cifero's tail, a small ball, no larger than a small marble, or pure black liquid flames forms at the tip of the claw before it's outer skin split sending a beam, less than three centimeters wide, of what looked like energy through his tail fur, barely hiting it but still burning away the section of fur before hitting the ground and bursting into flames asir a metior had hit that exact spot. <that was my weakest ranged attack. and your only warning of my capabilitys.>

Cifero Windtail · « **Reply #124 on:** July 05, 2011, 05:44:42 PM »

Well that hurt.
Slightly.
*Flash steps upwards and lands on Durako's back.*
But I've learned some new tricks while I was absent...

* Jumps off Durako's back, then twists around to face him in midair and ejects 9000 paper clip-sized iron needles in the dragons direction, which explode into balls of light on contact; flash steps back to the ground and creates a mithril chain that he attaches to the clip on the tip of his dagger's hilt.*
Your move.