Nagaram

[Rayleonarde]

The knight seized the opportunity, and leaped at Al, his sword pointed earthward, attempting to impale his prostrate foe.

[Razuel]

Name: AngelGender: Female Age: 18Species: Celestial DragonKingdom alignment: Has noneClothing/Armor: None of that >:3Weapons: A gas that emits from her back as wings that has properties that can cause a high of sorts.

Appearance: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/22345256/

Bio: Angel was once a goddess, but one day when her siblings had planned to kill their mother, she stood against them and was struck down just like her mother, so in feeling bad for what they had done, they held onto Angel's soul and set her into a mortal body, but still keeping her appearance.   The eldest of the siblings took Angel down to the world below and onto a shoddy wooden raft.  Angel did not wake up at all as her mind was still processing this plane. Her brother then pushed the raft into a calm river, hoping the best for his sister.

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This calm river gently carried Angel along until she was spat out into a small lake.

Her body was naked, not bearing a penny to herself. She had no cuts or bruises, and in a lake that once was riddled with monsters, it all became calm and the sky above the lake became clear, opening the sky to shower light onto the surrounding area.


Even in the light, Angel's body lightly shone with a gentle turquoise glow that made her stand out in the dark blue lake.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al rolled out of the way of the attack, taking a stand afterwards. He didn't make any immediate moves to retaliate, still recovering from the earlier hit somewhat. But, now that the rain was gone, he wasn't going to be slowed down by it, and he could even use his fire against this foe of his.

[Rayleonarde]

The knight, instead of drawing his sword from the earth it now impaled, stayed still and waited for Al's next attack. It would seem he was opening himself for an attack.


A few of the circus folks, simple clad males and females, spotted something or someone floating on the lake's surface. They had been washing clothes and fishing. Two of the males leaped into a nearby rowboat, and quickly made their way to Angel's body. They drew her in, and quickly draped her in a rough-hewn sheet. The two looked at each other.
"Where'd she come from, y'think?"
"Not sure, she's not one of ours, that's for sure."
"Oh, really? We're all purple raccoons you dunce, she's not from our tribe. Anyway, let's get back to the others."
They began rowing, singing a quiet tune to keep them in time. Within a few moments, they had disembarked with the unconscious she-dragon lain as comfortably as possible on a sledge. After a few moments of discussion, the group moved towards the circus tent, all praying to their gods that the she-dragon would live.

[Razuel]

As the group would near the shore and land, Angel's eyes would slowly start to open she them gave a yawn but still laid down.   Angel shivered under the sheet, so she then tried to curl up in her spot and draw the sheet over her head to try and get warmer.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al closed his eyes and took a deep breath in and out and did this (https://youtu.be/7GSgWzmR_-c?t=2m46s - to 2m54). Once he re-opened his eyes, he quickly ignited his paws to dry them off before slowly approaching the knight.

[Rayleonarde]

The knight, even as he was aware of Al, did not move. He seemed to be waiting for something.


The group, as they entered the camp, brought Angel to a fire-place. They laid her gently beside it, left her a set of clothes and left her alone, whispering as they went.
"You think she'll be alright?"
"Yes, it's the middle of the warm season, she'll be fine."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al yelled loudly and began to charge at the knight, but was quickly interrupted by a bright light appearing to his left within both of their views. From it, a voice emerged. "I think I've seen quite enough..."

[Razuel]

Angel slowly sat up as the two went away, dropping the whole blanket down before sitting close to the fire as she enjoyed the warmth.   Angel looked at the clothing and picked up a piece before placing it back down as she hadn't a clue on what to do with the clothing.

[Rayleonarde]

The knight, now confused by the new individual, stood up. A small burst of golden light dispersed around him, and he called out. "Reveal yourself interloper!"


A young female walked into Angel's room, carrying a loaf of bread and a wedge of cheese. Upon seeing Angel sitting up, she gasped and left to get the others.  A few moments passed, and an older female returned with the younger one, and the older female smiled as she spoke. "Good morning, sleepy-head."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al stayed silent for now, keeping a paw on a blade.

"You're hardly one to be barking out orders like that..." The voice spoke, as the light caved inwards to the form of a wolf with wings before disappearing to fully reveal his form. He wore armour (http://www.designyourway.neterse/6/angels/1000594.jpg without the extra metal wings), and carried a very average looking silver broadsword. "But, interloper is indeed a peculiar choice of words..."

[Rayleonarde]

The knight sheathed his sword. "Then what purpose have you here?"

[Razuel]

Angel looked behind herself, her body still naked and the clothing being provided for herself  strewn across the floor.


Angel looked at the older female as she tilted her head in confusion, not able to understand this girl.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

"At first, I was merely an observer. See..." He turned his face towards Al. "This mortal has been sending plenty of people to the other realm. Including, as I saw, your brother. I've been watching him for quite some time now, but had decided not to interrupt his practise until I actually knew how powerful of a being he is. This... man... is not to be under estimated, it seems..."

Al didn't like this at all. Some random guy shows up out of no where and starts complimenting him? His instincts were telling him he was about to get ganged up on. Again. But still, he listened on, paw firmly placed on a knife.

[Rayleonarde]

The old she-raccoon sighed. "We'll have to get Granma." The two leave, and return with a very old raccoon. She wore an elaborate headdress, carried a cane, and had a mystical air about her.  She brought a chair in front of Angel, and offered her a withered, old paw.


The knight nodded. "Then I apologize, for my comrade and myself. I did not realize he was under your charge."