Castles Vampiria, Fright, and Hope

[Somebody]

Tezztor looks at Attica as they walked into the woods and nodded to her question. "Jusst me out here. I can attract less attention by myself then with otherss." He thought about the current situation with the panther and the assassin. "Perhapss I was wrong." he shrugged as they finally came to his camp. It was a pretty ragged camp, a tent and the remains of a campfire. He grabbed some sticks and started a fire, assembling a spit above it. "Your welcome to the tent if you like, the stars are out tonight I don't mind."

[Dr. Strange]

When they returned, she was gone. She's gone down to the Castle to take another look at the layout. "I'll find me that assassin if it kills me..." She promised, grunting in pain as her stomach started to bleed again.

[Arke]

The assassin creeps into the castle, following the sound of distant voices. As he drew near enough to pick up on the conversation, he found this job promised to be impossible to fail. He slinks almost behind the larger of the two figures, ignoring the cub an moving behin his target. "Staying here may cost you dearly, oh knight of war an destruction. However, if you renounce your throne an leave this place forever, you will do us both a favor, for you see I am not in the mood for bloodshed. A simple, reasonable request, no?"

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Nyx found a spot in the grass and lied down a short distance from the fire. She truly enjoyed the dark, the coolness of the shadows. She rolled over onto her back and looked at the stars. I think I can survive without the tent. I've gotten this far without one. I live wherever I can. The moon peaked through gaps in the canopy of the forest, shedding splotches of light on the forest floor like search lights. So... What is that tome for? And why does everyone want you dead for it? She looked over to him, only her glowing silver eyes visible in the darkness of the forest.

[Dr. Strange]

The cub, Syrial, growled and leaped at the assassin, claw extended. "Master! Look out!"

[Somebody]

Tezztor sat his feet by the fire. The warmth felt good against the wounds. "The tome is a anchient artifact of the casstle hope, the castle of my distant relatives. Besides various wordss of power, it holds the location of the nexus. Not much iss known about the nexus other then it was a seat of diplomacy and supposedly great and secret power. That iss perhaps what they want." He explained trying to best explain her question. In truth he did not know all the power the tome held, or why it was so forbidden by his people to use it.

The fire crackled and snapped, its hot flames tearing at the meat, turning it a golden brown. He moved in closer to get a sniff and a look of contentment came over his face. "It smellss good!"

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Interesting, though it doesn't surprise me how these creatures would grub for power. She looked back up to the sky, the stars winking rebelliously against the velvet black sky. Most dragons fall because of that exact reason either by corruption or by humans who envy our treasures. Her acute senses picked up the delicious smell of the meat reminding her she had a stomach; Mind tossing a piece my way? It doesn't have to be cooked.. I can do that myself.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

jumps of the roof and does some twirls in the air njoying thw wat the wind rumple her featheres

[Somebody]

Tezztor eyed her dragon form noticing she had more then a slight resemblance to the dragon half of his bloodline. He touched the horns on his head, unusual for a raptor but given to him by dragon genes. "Not many dragonss around these days" he said not letting on that he thought her to be quite attractive. He tossed her a bit of meat that was cooking, topped with spices from his homeland. "I hope its satisfactory"

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Nyx caught the meat in her jaws and swallowed it greedily; though she was not one for gluttony, she had not eaten in a few days. There aren't many of us around, I agree. Many that I knew were slaughtered as they slumbered by idiot humans who called themselves dragon slayers. Often they would kill the young hatchlings and wear them as armour as if it were a big feat to murder an inexperienced child. I read it in the dragonscripts that were in the library and still intact. She finally got the courage to go to the fire. As she approached, her silver eyes were accompanied by a face, then a body. The dragon found a spot and lied down as if a cat would, her head erect, her hands placed on atop the other, and her tail curling around her body. I appreciate the company. It has been so long since I have spoken to anything remotely like my kind.

[Somebody]

Tezztor nodded placing his pack on the ground beneath his head, tome inside. He looked up at the stars, wondering if she was upon them looking back down at him. He then looked over at the dragon. "I may be more like your kind then your realize if my theories are correct" he said and shrugged it off.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

How so? She questioned, curiously tilting her head to the side as if encouraging him to explain. Family history? She shifted her wings uncomfortably as the grass behind her rustled. Sensing it was a small animal, she relaxed a little. Being alone for so long had made her defensive over the years...

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

lands softly down beside broken wondering what the hell was wrong

[Somebody]

Tezztor shifted to lay on his side. "Dragons and my tribe are almost one in the same. Well the minature dragons anywayss which bear a almost exact resemblance to you. We had a close knit bond with them, each contributing for the greater of the whole. They guarded the sskies and we took care of the ground. But it ran much deeper then that. Often dragon and raptor royalty would breed sso that we both might share in the benefits of our unique traits. My father was the guildmasster of the assassin's guild. He took a dragon female as a mate. Thanks to that I have the magical resistance of a dragon in addition to my immunity to mind tampering." he paused for a moment for no apparent reason.


  "When I was still a hatchling we entered a terrible war with demons, most of my people and those of dragonkin were killed. A few raptors made it out but we don't know what happened to the dragon surviverss. It is rumored both my mother and father survived but I only found him. I guess you remind me of her is all. Same fighter spirit. During my travels in search of her I found hints of this place and its ancestry of my people. So here I am." He trailed off, almost sad.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

I see. I've never really stayed attatched to my family, I fled the den when I was younger without the Dragon King's knowledge. I was curious, and that's what got my into trouble, I had to raise myself. And I appreciate the compliment; but if your mother is the dragon that you describe, then I doubt that I could measure up. She placed her tail on Tezztor's shoulder reassuringly. Just because you haven't found your mother doesn't mean that she's not out there.