Storm King

  Fandomless original dragon character. A fearsome dragon that even other dragons hesitate to fly when thunder clouds loom.  [7/22/16]

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A smirk, though not so apparent as it seemed to disappear just as quickly as it had been formed. Eris crossed one leg over the other, resting her arm on her lap as she kept her chin held high. “ No. Sorcerers do not make it a point to hide their faces. Even if it does seem to be raining. “ Eris mused, a tone most delicate in being coy.

A strange one was he. To her mind, she would like to pry into secrets he withheld. But alas, Eris had always been one to conceal her curiosity until it was deemed proper to ask him questions. So for the time being, she kept distantly vague.

“ It would be altogether improper of me to say what you are, or what you aren’t. Only you know the truth of that. What I can say, is I sense how rare you are. You may look the part of an everyday man, but I too look the part of an everyday woman in Nazair. I would be foolish to think you were at all normal. “ Another, short-lived grin as she shifted in her seated position. “ Especially when humans smell entirely different. “

Eris seemed to be the polar opposite in this situation, she was far more honest, hardly concealing the fact she was far from human. Why should she?

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“It takes a bold lady to speak as you did. I, would not find it improper if you gave a guess or three.” Teasing the woman. “Ah the rain. Necessary for live and yet unpleasant. A curious thing it is. To conceal scent to avoid being tracked or remain hidden.” A finger rose to tab against his nose. “And yet you smell nothing like a human yourself. I daresay flowers are a most pleasant scent compared to others I have met.” The man kept his voice calm and neutral. Letting a smirk from on his lips. It was difficult to hide such things from more intelligent creatures. Witchers could be easy to foul along with sorceresses.

Unlike her, she was limited to a single human form. He could look however he liked. With a gesture he pushed down his hood to no longer ‘conceal’ himself.

“I believe introductions are in order. You may call me Abaddon and I am a dragon. A rarity in this world. A pleasure, my lady.” Abaddon said rather charming.

[dragon-inside]

Signoir by  Godfrey Escota

Signoir, the Devourer

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𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❛ You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast. ❜

❛ You are going to break your promise. ❜

❛ I understand. ❜

❛ And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you. ❜

❛ Oh, I will be cruel to you. ❜

❛ It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be. ❜

❛ But you understand, don’t you? ❜

❛ I am a demanding creature. ❜

❛ I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable. ❜

❛ For you alone I will be weak. ❜

❛ I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. ❜

❛ In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold. ❜

❛ I have looked for your face in the patterns of the ice. ❜

❛ I moved the earth and the water for you. ❜

❛ Because my magic is as strong as an arm. ❜

❛ Magic does that. It wastes you away. ❜

❛ Magic does that. It wastes you away. Once it grips you by the ear, the real world gets quieter and quieter, until you can hardly hear it at all. ❜

❛ You will always run away with her. ❜

❛ You will always lose her. ❜

❛ You will always be a fool. ❜

❛ War is not for winning. ❜

❛ But her heart was so cold that she could hold ice in her mouth and it would never melt. ❜

❛ You look like a winter night. ❜

❛ But if you must be clever, then be clever. ❜

❛ Be brave. ❜

❛ Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight. ❜

❛ She is so stubborn, her heart has an argument with her head every time it wants to beat. ❜

❛ How I adore you. ❜

❛ Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me. ❜

❛ Oh, quit that. ❜

❛ In his own country, death can be kind. ❜

❛ Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing. ❜

❛ Someone ought to write a novel about me. ❜

❛ I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived. ❜

❛ What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists? ❜

❛ After love, no one is what they were before. ❜

❛ In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you. ❜

❛ No one is now what they were before the war. There’s just no getting any of it back. ❜

❛ How long your hair has grown. You could strangle a man in it. ❜

❛ I have survived, but I have not been spared. ❜

❛ After all, when all else is gone, you may still have bitterness in abundance. ❜

❛ I’ve a devil of a habit for being right. ❜

❛ Everyone is a criminal! ❜

❛ Naturally, then, humans fall into three categories: the criminal, the not-yet-criminal, and the not-yet-caught. ❜

❛ Forests have secrets. ❜

❛ We are better at this than you are. ❜

❛ We can hold two terrible ideas at once in our hearts. ❜

❛ It’s not so bad, my darling. ❜

❛ I look at you and it is like my throat being cut. ❜

❛ Do you think I am a fool? ❜

❛ Did you never think, even once, that I loved lipstick and rouge for more than their color alone? ❜

❛ I still want to kiss you. ❜

❛ I hate it here. ❜

❛ He’ll burn you down like wax if you let him. ❜

❛ Did I not come to you on my knees with a kingdom in my hand? ❜

❛ I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too. ❜

❛ My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it. ❜

❛ Nothing ever truly dies. ❜

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The man simply chuckled. How refreshing it was to allow the charade crumble. Even has he did nothing. The corner of his lip tugged in a grin. Arms resting on his thighs as he sat on smooth surface of a boulder. His hood was drawn up, hiding his face save his lips and chin. Droplets of water fell from the edge of the hood. A dizzy had settled over a handful of hours before.

“Would you believe me if I told you I was a simple sorcerer?” The man said with amusement. Lifting his head as he gazed at the woman. The woman was light of skin while his was darken by the sun. She was a lovely being and her eyes what drew him. The smile wavered for only a moment. She reminded him of a woman he loved. A woman he loves still. The intensely of the color was like hers but gold. Bad tempered but beautiful. However, she feel in love with another. Another that left her and left her and broke her heart.

What was perhaps his most striking feature was too his eyes. Yellow like glitter gold. “But if not a man? Than what am I, my lady?”

@ladycarpenoctem

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The rustling of leaves disrupted the tranquility of the forest. The wind all but still before. Only the distant rumbling gave thought of a storm. The skies were indeed cloudy with only bits of the open blue peaked through. But they were not storm clouds. The branches creaked and cracked as the trunks of the trees groaned as the gusts grew stronger and stronger. The rumbling was louder but steady like a drum. It wasn’t thunder, it was wings. With each thrust of its wings the wind was like a hurricane. A dark shape in the clouds lowered with a bellow. A chilling cry like a shriek of a banshee. Within the gloom the creature revealed itself.

The massive weight of the dragon struck the mountain side. Sending a shower of rocks and boulders tumbling down as it shirked again. Black wings stretched out as the beast turned its massive head. The dark leviathan was the Tyrant of Skellige. Many have tried and failed to kill him. The hide too thick and to approach within a suit of armor was a death sentience. Even with its size the dragon was elusive.

Nostrils sniffed the air as its wings folded against it back. A growl rumbled within its throat before it shook its head. Blow the beast as a source of power. Either drawn by it or by chance as it descended down the cliff towards the source

@causeitsmyboat

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// yo, like this for a possible hostile dragon starter 

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Pain...pain...pain! It was the only thing the dragon had felt for days. Or was it weeks? Knowing nothing but pain inside the Fel prison as it slowly tried to corrupt the dark leviathan. He held strong but even mighty as he was. He could not hold forever. The demon knew this. It was only a matter of time. But suddenly...it was gone. Only the ghosts of what felt like his insides boiling and being torn in half. The earth shook as the weight of the leviathan slammed into the tainted soil. Unable to even stop his fall and was deathly still.

As the pain slowly drifted away, what filled the void was rage. A burning, madding rage. It was what fueled him to rise. Pitiful attempts as he used his wings to aid him as lightning cracked and danced across his hide. Bellowing into the sky as if to shatter it as his tail stuck the earth hard. As on instinct the dragon flapped his wings but still too weak to take to the skies. Each thrust of his wings was like a force from a hurricane. The Legion machinery groaned in protect. The lightning from its body striking anything that near and turning in black. Even thunder cracked over head as lightning struck the tainted ground. Whatever had killed the demon or tried to converse with him was lost to the dragon. Unable to think reasonable but to destroy.

Like a whip the dragon’s tail torn in half the prison spires. His breath baking the sickly ground before his molten gaze was upon a man.

But even his was not safe from the dragons fury as it lunged forward with open jaws.

@arcane-harbinger

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                                      𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖  𝕊𝕋𝕆ℝ𝕄

promo credit: x

[Dossier] [Decree] [Verses] 

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“I don’t do magic tricks.”

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Tremors shook the earth as thunder rumbled the heavens that drown the battle of two colossus. The waves lashed against the shore and boiled with blood. The monster of both sea and air clashed as tendrils pulled at the dragon to drag it into the deeps. With tooth and claw the beast torn the tentacles off its body and advanced. Unafraid of the leviathan as golden eyes glowed with anger and determination. With a roar the dragon locked its jaws around the head of the sea monster. Tugging with all its might as it pulled it closer to the shore.

Try as it might the leviathan could not retreat. Burned and bloody as its swarm of many arms gone or half torn. Useless things as it tried to bat at the dragons hide or anything it could. Impaling themselves on the dragons horns as the dragon let go. Only to bite and slash with new found energy as its victory was near. 

With final fits did the sea creature still and the dark dragon let out a bellowed into the rumbling skies.

[dragonspiritblog]

Art by Kim Aldau

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The chains stained to hold the leviathan in place. Lightning danced across it’s body and the metal that would not last much longer. Jumping at any who drew near as the dragon bellowed in fury. With one mighty push. The chains were broken as the beast rose, a mountain of dark colored scales. The shadow of death as it’s jaws parted once more.

Letting out a deathly blast of electricity. The screams of men filled the night air as trees were toppled like twigs and the earth burnt black.

[ryuvhiel]

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// I only thought it was fair to do some stuff on here while Meredith is more active right now. I miss this lightning bug 

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“You think you can deceive me?!” The beast roared as lightning danced across his massive wings. The boom of the leviathans voice was equal to that of thunder.

“Witness your folly than!” With just a single flap of his wings. Mighty trees toppled and split as a wave of electricity was unleashed by the breath of this dragon.   

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"I've never seen anyone like you. Not while I was awake, anyway."

Abaddon chuckled. “I hope they were all good dreams at least?” He wasn’t blind to the fact the same found him alluring. But all the same it was quite amusing at times.

“I hope I don’t disappoint. But I am afraid I am running short on time”

@frxgmcntcd 

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❛ That’s all I have to tell you. That’s all I’ve got to say. ❜

“Mhm.” Abaddon did not believe him. Arms crossed over his chest as his golden eyes held the gaze of the Witcher’s feline eyes. Skellige was his ‘home’ or otherwise to him - his territory. The Tyrant but simply to the Witcher a sorcerer had secrets upon secrets and knew a lie. Especially a poor one.

“A lie and half truth.”

@siimplewolf