Gale

Thunder Dragon II Slave II Krovs Castle RPG

[galexkrovs]

balerionxtargaryean​:

“You truly are a feisty dragon, it’ll be both a shame and a pleasure to break you my old friend.” He replies and wipes the others spit off his face. “Oh my little dragon, this is hell.” He tells him and presses the cursed blade against the dragons arm, staring into the thunder dragons eyes as he cuts into him, wanting to see the pain.

“I intend to do my worst to you, you’re a legend amongst our kind. The only dragon to ever survive an encounter with Balerion the Black Dread.” He hums. “Your suffering will be told throughout the world and everyone will know that I am not to be crossed.” Balerion growls and cuts even deeper into the others skin out of pure anger.

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Gale tried to be as ready as he could be. He gritted his teeth, hard. Body tensed and ready to endure whatever pain may come. He stared toward the ceiling, wanted to keep his eyes away from the vampire and to keep his facial expression as still as possible. He wouldn’t be weak in front of this damn Aswang. He refused to show him his weakness-

“A-ARRGGHHHHH!!!!”

The blade completely shattered his defence as the edge cut into his arm. Gale lost it, screamed out loudly with the force of his lungs behind it. His eyes widened, suddenly jerked back to look into the Awang’s eyes as if he was compelled by an invisible force. The Dragon Blade, bathed in the blood of the dragon and cursed by powerful witches, was forged to torture Dragon specifically. What hope did Gale really have against such artefact built with hatred and the joy of torment?

The cut was not one, but a thousands. Not just to his flesh, but to his soul as well.

Even as strong will as Gale was, a hint of fear leaked from his blue eyes. He tried to breath, found himself losing control over his breathing already. The blood his wound leaked was not in its nature colour. Darker, crimson near black. The curse within the blade began to leak into his veins. It didn’t poison his blood, but the magic began to flow within his system, made him even more vulnerable and forged an unwilling bond between the victim and the one who granted him the wound.

[galexkrovs]

balerionxtargaryean​: 

Balerion’s lips curled into a dark grin when the other confirms what the dragon suspected from the start. “You’ve been a busy little dragon.” He teases and hums softly, walking around the table and admiring Gale from every angle. “I may be a traitor, but I was still a dragon before that. I know of our customs, our beliefs.” He replies calmly, looking unimpressed when Gale struggled against the restraints. “They won’t break, they were made to contain dragons. The council here made sure of that.”

“Are you finished? Yes? Good.” The blonde said and looked at the knife once again. “I did not create this knife, the vampires here did to tame and weaken those that they captured.” He tells him. “But, to answer your question. I’ve killed hundreds of them, maybe even more but know this Sparky, I did so in battle, I never slaughtered in their sleep.” Balerion was many things, a monster and a traitor were one but he still had some honor.

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The Aswang might thought he retained some honour, but Gale disagreed. The anger boiled inside so much he couldn’t help but spat hard toward Balerion in defiant. “Go to hell.” He cursed, continued to struggle against the bindings despite the man’s warning. The area where the restrains met his skin turned red, slowly became marked by the friction burnt as he pulled harder against them.

“Damnit! Curse you!” Gale finally reached the point of furious frustration, realised the bindings won’t move despite his efforts. “Go on then, do your worst.” He stared at the Aswang coldly, took in a long breath as he tensed up his body as if it could help him endure the cut from the cursed blade. 

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j-crawley​:

James could have pointed out that he had literally just moved to Krovs Town that week and learned about the castle just awhile before that, but it did not seem like it would do much to assuage what the slave was feeling. The man had a right to be angry at the injustices he was experiencing and who was James to take that away from him. 

“Of course,” he said and stepped next to the slave to escort him back to the castle. “Could I trouble you not to let others know that I’m a vampire?” the dhampir asked, though he was unsure of how the other man would take his request. “Most of the villagers are tetchy enough with the vampires in the castle as it is. I’d prefer not to spook them…” James would slowly let them know in his own time, but right now, he wished to keep it a secret.

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Being sort of a new comer himself, Gale had no idea how the vampire has been around. He would, however, suspect it wasn’t for long. The place would either corrupt or drives away those who couldn’t stomach the darkness it brews.

“And how long do you intend to put up the act, officer?” Gale asked, straight to the point without being hostile. He was simply pointing out a fact. “If I can sniff out your true nature, do you think there wouldn’t be anyone in the village that can do the same? Better come clean than having someone else to strip that layer of pretend off you. Especially when you take on a role where people are depending on you. To keep something like this to people who gives you their trust, can be almost see as an act of betrayal.”

[galexkrovs]

balerionxtargaryean​:

The thunder dragon was in a very awkward position indeed, with Balerion being shorter in his human form; Gale had to essentially be bent over for the dark creature to feed and feed Balerion did. The Aswang showing little care for over drinking the others blood, the thunder dragons powers coursed through his veins.

“You know I could easily find out why you’re here, who brought you here.” The monster purrs as he pulls off of the others neck after drinking more then enough blood, his lips stained with it as he pushes the dragon onto the table and straps him to it. “Are you protecting other dragons? A dragon only shows this much… dedication if they’re protecting their own.” The blonde asks tracing the man’s muscles with his fingers.

“Did you have children after our battle?” He asks as he grips the others chin once again, staring down at him with red eyes, eyes filled with hatred and fire. “Your blood is delicious by the way, I couldn’t resist drinking more then I needed. You see, I haven’t eaten in awhile and I got a little… messy as you can tell.” Gesturing at the others neck before brandishing a knife. “Do you know that vampires had the witches enchant knives to battle the dragons? Knives that inflict unimaginable pain to them? I didn’t find that out until recently. Shall we find out if it’s true?”

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“......Mffft.” Gale made a grunt as the Aswang finally withdrew the fangs in his neck. Dizziness took over him for a second, had him easily got pushed onto the table. He was quick to struggle, waved his arms into the thin air and completely missed his mark, before his wrists were held and was strapped onto the table.

“Shut up.” Gale hissed when the Aswang guessed the one thing that bound him here correctly. “What do you know about our kins and our pride? Nothing. You are a traitor.” He pulled against the bindings, muscular forms tensed greatly and showed the strength within. Even with his dragonic strength suppressed, Gale was still a strong man. His body was carved by years of battles and training. The binding tightened against his pulls, almost struggled to hold him.

Then Gale saw the blade. His eyes widened, suddenly forgot to continue to struggle against the bindings. A sharp inhale, Gale stared at the blade. His expression slowly turned from surprise into rage. “That blade...It can only be forged with the blood of our kind. How dare you?” He gritted his teeth, voice filled with hatred and anger. “How many dragons have you killed, traitor? I will kill you. I will murder you myself!” 

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j-crawley​:

James turned to look at the slave when he addressed him. The curt tone was to be expected and the dhampir was surprised that there had not been others who accused him of such. That the other man had clocked him as a vampire made him nervous because it was something James had been trying to keep on the down low. The dhampir did not think that it would do well for the village residents to know that a vampire was living amongst them.

“I don’t justify myself…” he said slowly. “Look, I’m sorry for what you have to go through… I really am. But I don’t work for the castle and neither do I wish to partake in what it has to offer.” He did not even spend most of his time there. Unfortunately, this new job James found himself working had him dealing with the castle directly and he was still grappling with the moral implications of that. “Can I at least walk you back?” It was not the best offer, but it was all James had.

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“Pitiness is worthless if nothing is to be done, officer.” Gale’s words might be unkind, but he wasn’t in rage. He wasn’t blinded by anger, aware that there were vampires who didn’t support the slavery. However, it didn’t change the fact that it happened, and that there were people who let it happened. “You might not be a part of what caused this system to happen. You might not work for the castle, but it didn’t change the fact that there are people who suffers everyday in the castle that sits practically next to your town. Staying outside the wall doesn’t make things right.” He pointed out, looked toward the road back to the castle with a sigh.

“...Thank you, officer.” Gale finally said, began to walk his way back to the castle. “I am not the best company, not in this state. But having a vampire walking me back will at least get the guards to shut up when I go through the gate.”

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kresnikxkaden​:

Kaden lifted his head at the sound of his cell door opening, one brow arching when a beaten man was shoved inside. “Seems rather painful,” he commented, shifting to sit on the edge of his cot so he could better observe the other slave. If he had the supplies, he would have immediately jumped to apply first aid. Unfortunately, he had nothing but the clothes on his back right now. 

“Kaden,” he introduced himself, “What’d ya do to piss ‘em off so badly, Gale?” 

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Gale shrugged, took a slow deep breath as he regathered himself and endured the burning pain on his back. “It will pass.” He replied, shook his head and turned his body slightly, removed it from the man’s gaze.

“Well met, Kaden.” Gale offered a tired smile and took a good look at the man’s face. He nodded to himself, he might not be the oldest dragon in the world but he could tell if someone has lived far longer than a mortal’s life from looking into their eyes. “I had a fight with one of the masters in the castle.” He snorted loudly, “A traitor to the dragon kinds. I left a scar on him during the second war and he is determined to make my life a living hell when I am in this castle.” He shook his head, hands clenched into fists as he spoke. He shut his eyes for a few seconds, took a deep breath and slowly released his hands.

“We should work together, Kaden.” He said, opened his eyes once more. “Nothing can be done if it is done alone.”

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abeloplev​:

Abel couldn’t help but smirk against the skin of the thunder dragon’s neck. The slave clearly got it, that they were nothing more than bodies to satisfy the primal needs of their vampire overlords. He actually found the man’s flavor of feistiness a little bit interesting. “You’re right about that.” He muttered, before finally biting into the muscular man, piercing his flesh and triggering a flow of delicious blood. 

The councilman was experienced enough with feeding on live subjects to know how much blood most could lose before passing. And he knew what kind of pain drinking fast could cause them. And so he spared no mercy for the mouthy dragon, taking a nice big fill, but stopping right before the slave would pass out. He would certainly feel very dizzy and weak, but not enough to make him go uncouncious, and certainly not enough to kill him. Reaching that point, Abel detached from him, rising to his feet while wiping his lips of fresh blood. “How’s the for defiance now, huh? If it takes more to shut that disrespectful mouth of yours, I might just string you up for punishment in the morning.”

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“Tsk!”

Gale hissed loudly when those sharp fangs broke his skin and inserted skilfully into his pumping vein. The sharp pain exploded from the spot where the vampire feasted, triggered his nerves and made his body jerked in response. As a Thunder Dragon with dragonic blood flew in his system, Gale was physically strong and more durable than most races. Which meant he could endure more blood lost than most. Still, the vampire drank him quick and greedy. He could feel his strength faded away, his eyes slowly rolled up, brain was clouded and foggy. The rate of blood lost triggered him, he grabbed the vampire, wanted to push him away. But it was too late, his strength was already restricted by the collar on his neck. The blood lost reduced him to the strength of an average mortal. He could not move the vampire despite how hard he was trying, pushes turned into fists hammering at the man’s body. Nothing.

Weakness took over him. His struggling arms slowly slid down, lost grip on the vampire and dropped to the sides. Finally, a gasp escaped his lips. All he could feel was his warmth being transferred to the other man, and how pain seemed to have replaced his blood and flew through his entire body. It felt...

The sudden withdraw interrupted his thoughts. The vampire stood, and he dropped back down onto his knees weakly, eyes gazed down at the master’s feet with his body slightly rocked from side to side.

“...Fuck you.”

His voice was weak, almost impossible to be heard...Only the man before him was a vampire with sensitive hearing.

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merekhopper​:

Merek didn’t often rent slaves from the Undercroft unless they somehow caught his attention.  As a simple staff member, it wasn’t like he had a ton of money to just throw away on just anyone.  He had to admit, though, that this particular one – a dragon, apparently – was well worth the money.  Even if, at the moment, he seemed to be the tall brooding type.  After he’d done a circle around the other man, Merek stopped in front of him and tsked quietly, the psionic’s bottom lip jutting out in a pout.

“I do hope that you plan on talking at some point tonight.  It’s going to be awfully dull, and potentially very annoying for you, if I’m forced to have one sided conversations here.  Not that I’m incapable of it – I’ve been told I can ramble on quite a bit in these kinds of situations.”  He had enough of a knack with telepathy that he could have probably just pushed into the other man’s thoughts, but Merek didn’t use that gift of his unless he felt it was absolutely necessary.

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Gale watched Merek carefully in return, his expression unchanged even when the man let a ‘tsk’ out of those lips with perfect proportion. Faced the man’s statement, he kept himself quiet for a few seconds, made consideration before he chose his words. “Sir,” He nodded lightly, kept his tone polite. He could be angry with the situation he was in, but at least he knew he wouldn’t be used by a vampire this evening. Either way, Gale knew he had to stay in his place in order to protect his own people. “My name is Gale. And I will be servicing you this evening.” His words were strong and clean, quick to the point.

“What will be your first order, sir?” 

Gale asked, he suspected a command would come sooner or later, so he might as well asked for it. He kept his position as he asked, hands held behind his body and pressed against the small of his back, like a soldier awaiting for instruction.

[j-crawley]

new day | open starter

@krovscastlestarters​

“Dreadful day you’re having, aren’t you?” James said with a smile and his eyes flashed a yellow colour at the man whose wrist he was currently gripping. The villager, at least the dhampir believed he was a villager, had been getting a little too handsy with an unclaimed slave who was being escorted back to the castle and James knew that there was protocol he had to follow. First, he had to make sure the villager did not break any rules for his own sake, and second, that the slave was unharmed. 

“Now I’m supposed to report this to the castle, but if you promise not to do it agai– Hey!” The villager had managed to twist his wrist out of James’ hold and ran off, leaving the dhampir standing there with a number of curious eyes turned on the new police officer in the village. “Alright, alright. Move along now! Nothing to see here.” James called out as he tried to shoo his audience away.

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Gale watched the scene, unable to suppress a mocking laugh as he watched the scene. He watched the officer shooed the audience away, made the crowd moved and went back to their own businesses.

He didn’t care about being touched by the villager. He has already endured far worst behind the castle walls.

“A self-righteous one, aren’t you. And a vampire.” The Thunder Dragon snorted loudly, “You act because that little brat touched me without my permission. Yet, when the other vampire masters in the castle torture me and use me at night, you do nothing. Tell me, how do you justify yourself?”

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vampirexchxndler​:

Chandler couldn’t help the bubble of laughter that came up through his throat seeing the other hold back like that. It was clear a chord had been struck and the massive slave was holding back his emotions. “Why be so compliant if it pains you?” he asked as he easily slid into the other man’s lap, hands moving down the front of Gale’s chest, admiring the curves of muscles he could never have. “You’re quite lovely…” he breathed softly. 

As the thick neck was presented to him, Chandler didn’t hesitate to bite into it, his sharp fangs sinking into the skin, finding the vein and drawing on the wellspring within. Warm. Spicy. Not bad though. Almost like an energy drink. He pulled back licking the puncture wounds. “You don’t have to call me Master. You can call me Chandler. It won’t offend me to not go by honorifics. They haven’t been extended to me before.” 

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Gale had no intention to elaborate when the man questioned his reason of compliant. He shut his eyes, clenched his teeth as the man touched his body and invaded his privacy. His nipples quickly hardened under the attentive touches, grind against the vampire’s palms every time they toyed with his peculiar muscles.

“It doesn’t matter what I call you. First name doesn’t make us friends or equal.” Gale hissed, which quickly turned into a low, quiet grunt when the vampire suddenly sunk his fangs into his skin. He endured the pain, felt his hot, dragonic blood flew into the other man’s mouth and to be consumed. His muscles tensed with the pain and strange sensation he received from the biting and feeding. His hands once again clenched into fists, silently endure.  

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balerionxtargaryean​:

It wasn’t a fair fight with the other collared, Benji could defeat him with a hand behind his back when Gale was tired and they both knew that, evidenced by the dent in the wall from being thrown across the room. The masters eyes watched with sick glee as the other fell back to his knees, he could sense the rage and he smirked, silently egging him to strike so Balerion could end him right here and now.

“What a shame.” He sighs when he sensed the other calm himself, the Aswang was itching for a good fight. “What is it that has calmed the temperamental dragon, maybe you’re protecting someone, something.” He purrs and grins at Gale, the thunder dragons words only lit a fire in Balerion’s stomach and he nodded. “I’m glad you say that, I do love a challenge.” He hums, the mention of the scar though did result in the mighty dragon getting a kick to his gut. “I will enjoy breaking you.” He tells him and the boy pulls Gale up by his blonde locks of hair and he takes a bite of his neck, feeding from the taller man.

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The angry grunt confirmed the Aswang‘s suspicious, but Gale had no plan to elaborate on the matter. “I am sure you will-” He didn’t get to finish the word. The Aswang aimed straight for his guts, sent a kick straight to the spot so hard, Gale felt his knees were lifted off the ground by the momentum before dropped back down. He suppressed the grunt, refused to show weakness so easily. The Thunder Dragon continued to clench his teeth and kept his mouth shut, not making a sound even when the Aswang grabbed him by his hair and pulled him up.

“D-Damnit-” Gale hissed when the Aswang’s fangs broke his skin and sunk deep into the muscle of his neck. The room quickly filled with the scene of his delicious dragon hybrid blood. Being a rare breed, the strong taste of dragonic blood was balanced by his air-elemental half, like a perfect steak with the exact right amount of seasoning.

It hurt. With him being taller than the other man, he was put into an awkward position, unable to fully stand or kneel, hanged in somewhere in between and only stayed up by the hair grabbing. He could feel his hot dragonic blood consumed by the dark creature, devoured his strength and some of his power as a Thunder Dragon. “...I hope you- Hmf- Ch-Choke on...it.”

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balerionxtargaryean​:

The Aswang was in the middle of making himself something a cup of coffee when the scent hit him, a scent that he hadn’t smelled in centuries and the hairs on his back rose when it processed who the scent belonged too and he stopped what he was doing, his hand going to his arm where the scar use to be of their fight and he was out the door, heading to the undercroft.

There fight was one of legend, a battle between good and evil and a battle between two titans. Balerion had betrayed his kind willingly, his lust for power had him accept the blood of a vampire and he turned into a monster. Luckily for Gale, when the battle took place, Benji was new to his powers and could be defeated, thus the thunder dragon inflicted a wound, a wound that would heal but the boys pride was what had taken a larger hit.

Balerion told a guard to bring him the thunder dragon and the master waited in a playroom for the man’s arrival, the Aswang was going to make it hurt, the damage he would inflict on Gale would be legendary. His eyes darted up when the door opened and the slave was pushed into the room, his eyes locked on Gale’s figure like a snake locked on its prey. The blonde’s lips curling into a cruel grin when the proud dragon knelt before him.

“Now now now, that’s no way to talk to your superior.” He purrs coldly and stalks towards his prey, stopping in front of him and crouches down, his hand cupping the others chin as he forced the dragon to look at him. “I want you to know this Gale, what I’m about to do to you, I’m going to enjoy it very, very much.” He tells him before throwing the dragon across the room.

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Gale let out a low grunt as the Aswang touched him. His face instinctively turned away when those fingers touched the strong line of his jaw and buried deep within his golden beard, but before he could do so, those fingers clenched his jaw harshly. Their eyes locked. The shimmering in the Aswang‘s when he watched him kneel was nothing but humiliating. Before he could say anything, the Aswang threw him by his jaw. His large, muscle-filled body flied across the room like a weightless doll, back slammed onto the dungeon wall on the opposite side heavily. So hard, the wall showed a slight crack and dent, cradle the Thunder Dragon’s body and let him hanged against it for a few seconds before he dropped down onto the ground, landed heavily onto his knees.

The Aswang’s move sparked the anger in the Thunder Dragon’s eyes. His teeth clenched so hard it showed. His muscles tensed, alerted, ready to throw itself back to the Aswang for a battle. His anger began to boil, rage burnt and-

No.

Gale swallowed the cursing shout he was about to let out. His hands clenched into fists so hard he could feel his nails buried into his palms as his arms shook, suppressed the anger within him. He remembered the deal. The blackmail. Gale will obey, or else, the dragon kins he has protected for so long...

“...I will endure.” Gale finally spat those words out. “But know this...Balerion, breaking me will not be that easy...And I hope that scar I left you still hurt.”

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@merekhopper​

Gale stared back at the man who has requested him for the night. A staff rather than a vampire master, for a change. The Thunder Dragon stood at the centre of the room, like a piece of statue in display at the heart of a museum. After all, the Thunder Dragon did have a beautiful body. Muscles spoke strength and well-defined, heavy yet balanced at the same time.

He couldn’t help but pondered as he watched the man before him. The questioning look was obvious on his expression.

Why?

The Thunder Dragon thought in his low, earthy voice, lips sealed and remained quiet. 

Why serve the vampires as master? He is a hybrid, that I understand. But half of his blood filled with the phoenix’s fire. A creature that could bring back the light and drive the wickedness away. Why would he allow himself to submit to the darkness?

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@kresnikxkaden​

“......” 

Gale only let out a quiet grunt as he was thrown back into the cell. His body heavily dropped onto the ground, back exposed and revealed more than a few new markings from the playroom session he was forced to undertake. He didn’t move for a few seconds, but slowly, he moved his arms, took a few tries before he finally managed to push himself up.

“Don’t. Don’t say a word.” The Thunder Dragon grunted in a low voice as he peeked at the other slave with the corner of his eyes. “...They have done far worst. This...This will heal.” He closed his eyes, endured the burning pain from his back before he shook his head, determined to move on. He looked at the other man, forced a smile despite how tired he looked.

“...I don’t believe I have caught your name yet. I am Gale. Only recently joined this...” He looked around, spoke in a self-mocking manner, “...shit-hole.”