Maw of The Dragons Den

Rp blog for Forgotten Realms, Half-Dragon Zirra.

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(( If anyone would like a Zirra starter of any sorts, leave a comment or like?)) (( Trying to get back into the beat of this ))

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Send me an emotion and I’ll describe how my Muse expresses it non-verbally.

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lannasroleplaymemes:

Indifference Anxiety Frustration Excitement Impatience Boredom Sorrow Confusion Lust Disgust Exhaustion Panic Fright Enthusiasm Mischief …Or any other you can think of!

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Drunk RP prompts

Red wine: Send a glass of red wine for a drunken kiss.

Rosé wine: Send a glass of rosé wine for a drunken confession.

White wine: Send a glass of white wine for a drunken story.

Shot of Whiskey: Send a shot of whiskey for my muse to mistake yours for someone they hate.

Shot of Vodka: Send a shot of vodka for my muse to mistake yours for someone they're friends with.

Shot of Tequila: Send a shot of tequila for my muse to mistake yours for someone they're in love with.

Pint of Beer: Send a pint of beer for my muse to get pregnant to yours after a night of blackout drinking-- or vice versa. Feel free to specify.

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*it starts raining*

me: yes

*lighting appears*

me: yES

*thunders explode*

me: YES

*raining intensifies*

me: YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS

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Bouncing off the Walls(closed starter with proudlydraconic)

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rasereiverfallen:

Raserei followed the exotic woman with silence save for some grunts when the whispers from his blood tried to be louder then what he wanted to allow.  His eye tracing the blue scales on her back. Clearly dragon blooded, those kind of scales aren’t seen on demon spawn, but that was in his world, and he wasn’t there. 

As the thoughts of asking her how much farther, for fear he was being lead into an ambush she stopped and presented him with a rock.  Raserei looked the rock over and wanted to scream.  He could have been closer to the city by now instead of further out in the desert, and for what a rock?!

But she spoke a word unfamiliar to him and the rock seemed to open revealing what treasures it actually held.  While following a woman into a cave was one of the stupidest things he could do, he wanted to clean himself and the hells out of the sun.

Raserei walked around the cave inspecting it, seeing where someone could be hiding, where there might be fake walls for people to come from everything to make sure he wasn’t putting himself up for a fight. He also took this time to study her behavior in the cave, to see what game she was up to, if any.

He watched her set her weapon down, but like him that meant nothing, a falsehood to trick the stupid. Their bodies were weapons they didn’t need steel.

Still Raserei removed some of his gear and removed the top layers of his hide armor. She was right he needed to clean himself off, he knew he stunk anyhow, the smell of blood would never wash off, but doesn’t mean he should let it be beaked onto him with guts. 

His eye lingered down to the shallow pool.  To bathe in it and not make life harder on himself he would need to strip down, something he wasn’t sure he was willing to do, for a good number of reasons.  She may have scales and for all purposes looked like him; but it didn’t mean he was okay with her seeing him, seeing his warped body. 

“My name is Zirra, pleasure to meet you even in such high heat circumstance” Having watched him look for anything traps or accomplices, she imagined he was paranoid about such things. Though to be fair, it wasn’t exactly common occurrence to meet a stranger in the desert to lead you away to good things. So the behavior couldn't exactly be faulted. Sometimes she forgot to question and check things and its lead to her being abused and nearly dying. “As much as I like the heat at times, the sun really is over bearing today” Tail flicking curiously against the ground she took time to observe him more closely now that she had the time too. What looked like broken horns, scaled skin and a tail. But no he was no dragon, perhaps he was one of those tieflings, she had no distaste for them. But often by uneducated commoners she would get pegged as one, when she was a dragon. And through the years it had become somewhat of a pet peeve of hers. “Did you want me to wait outside the cave while you wash up?” Seeing the look he was giving the shallow pool, she didn’t have a problem with nudity. So often she would forget that others might not be so keen on stripping in front of strangers. Finding the whole concept of being shamed of your body slightly weird, one should be comfortable with themselves. Whether one had scales, blemishes, or riddled with scars.

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Tenuous(closed starter for proudlydraconic)

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rasereiverfallen:

proudlydraconic:

The door to the inn clamored open as another would be patron walked in. A female seeming worn with travel, she was a curious individual she wore no hood nor helmet. A tail trailed behind her as she walked up to the counter, blue scaled flecked her what was seen of her body. Armour seemed to be covered in blood from a recent battle.  On the side of her head was small sets of horns and in the middle was a single large one, jagged like lightening in the sky.

“Hello I was wondering if you had a room to rent” Seeming unbothered by the looks her presence offered, and any unease set by herself largely went ignored. Though she would be more irritated as she was not exactly expecting to get attacked out here, where towns were small. However she loved the battle despite that, often she forgot small town folk however might be wary of her. Being a half-dragon with a very draconic appearance, or monstrous as some would say it was to be expected. Though in all honest she was hoping to relieve herself of her armour and wind down for the night. As she waited at the counter for a room to pay for her tail swished behind her, seemingly to reveal her pent up energy she still had. Blue scales shimmered the light around, though her appearance was usually off putting to most common folk. However she gave the owner a rather charming smile, as if she did not know any better.

It would seem fate would curse this town with two out of place strangers, though it seemed the woman at the counter was oblivious to just how different she looked, or maybe she just didn’t care.  He had to remind himself not all were as bitter as he about how they looked, or where their blood lines flowed to. But judging by her scales, he doubted she was from the lower planes. He heard here that dragons were like paints, different colors and what not.  Not that the dragons back home were dull, in fact there were a bit more vibrant in some areas. 

He watched her from his seat his tail idly moving about on the ground.  He sipped on his tea and his body cried as it chased off the much wanted damp and coldness it was basking in. And while he might have been inclined to appease this aspect of himself, he needed something to calm his nerves.

The inn keeper walked up to the blue scaled woman and handed her a key, trying to pretend he didn’t see the blood on her, all while holding out a hand waiting for coin to pass to it, “Are you with the other one?” he asked in almost a whisper and nodded to where Raserei sat. 

Giving the appropriate coin into the inn keepers hands she quirked a brow and looked over to where he nodded at. Interesting fellow, “No but I think you directed me to an interesting person. Thank you” She said sincerely, before heading to her room and shedding herself of her armour and storing it aside.  The need to clean it would come later, stretching she loved her armour but it could be so cumbersome at times. Changing her clothes she discarded her old clothes, it was all blood stained. Entering her wash room she washed away the traces of blood from her battle she had. No sense in scaring anyone by walking around covered in blood for longer than she needed to. Oddly she was charged with energy, sparks jumped from in between her horns.Chuckling she told herself she needed to calm down lest she electrocute something. Walking back down into the main area, wearing a simple orange red v-neck top. Causing all her blue features to pop out, her eyes and all her scales. Seeming to know that, she was not afraid of being the center of attention. Relishing in it while trying to act like she didn’t notice people staring. Coming to the bar she ordered a mead and dropped the coin and walked over to where the man sat and cocked a grin. “Hello there, do you mind if I invite myself to your table for some company?” No hesitation, there was no shyness with this girl.

[musesgonnamuse]

Get to know my muse a little better! Send a symbol and my muse will talk about that thing in relation to themselves.

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musesgonnamuse:

💏 sexual orientation

❤️‍ romantic orientation

💑 views on monogamy or polyamory

⚧ gender,pronouns, etc

⚪ race, ethnicity, etc

🔲 religion/beliefs

🔵 mental illness/disorders

🚬 addictions

💉 phobias

💃 disabilities

🌻 allergies

💅 (asker specifies what they want talked about)

💇 (up to mun to decide what they want to talk about)

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Journal Entry 1

We arrived back in Winterhaven for a brief rest, the bardic warlock was being an ass but ignore him. Since his arrival into our group and insult upon my intelligence because I am a fighter therefore I am dumb. Well let’s see him poking fun at me, made him nearly electrocute himself. Something was glowing from the Sandmans bag of holding, our moonborn Arcane looked inside and found a staff we found earlier in our adventures. Apparently she grabbed it and some vision of evil, minotaurs and a mountain. We decided to glean more information but talking to Liz’s minatour friend. Arcane and I talked to him and then we seduced him to bed, were we proceeded to have a lovely threesome until the wee hours. It was glorious, however he did not stay and cuddle afterwards. I was okay with that. In the morning we decided to travel to the mountain, what we found was interesting. We found a huge gathering hall within the mountain full of informants and aristocrats. We chatted amung them, there is something below the mountain and a spy we paid was going to find the entrance to it. While the Scath, the bardic warlock spoke with him the rest of us visited the market hall they had. Most of us bought a few knick knacks. I talked so a dragon born back in the gathering hall, a curious warlock with a very sad depressing tale of her life. I don’t exactly think she had all her brain working the way it should. After telling me her life story she convinced me to go back to her room to enjoy apple cider and board games about justice and law. I felt bad to I obliged, I’m hoping that soon we’ll get on to the rest of our adventure. I can not take another spiel of law and justice, while the rest of my party is drinking mead.

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Tenuous(closed starter for proudlydraconic)

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rasereiverfallen:

The inn was mostly deserted, it was small and worn, much like the small almost hamlet of a town he was inn.  The barbarian lazily watched the the tea mixed with the hot water, a sweet brownish gold swirling in the translucent liquid; offering a pleasing scent of pine and lemon grass with a small hint of honey. 

His face was bare for all to see. A nasty storm had raged the night before when he entered the small place and the wind hand blown his hood right as he entered. While the local regarded him with leery glares, none had acted on fears, thankfully. But they seemed to have bigger issues on hand then one lone djövok. Fears of the undead had that effect on people, it made the offspring from the denizens of the lower planes seem tolerable. 

The demon spawn hummed to himself as he steeped his tea, sometimes lyrics forming on his lips.

“In stillness, no comfort. In silence, awash in fervent dreams…”

The door to the inn clamored open as another would be patron walked in. A female seeming worn with travel, she was a curious individual she wore no hood nor helmet. A tail trailed behind her as she walked up to the counter, blue scaled flecked her what was seen of her body. Armour seemed to be covered in blood from a recent battle.  On the side of her head was small sets of horns and in the middle was a single large one, jagged like lightening in the sky. “Hello I was wondering if you had a room to rent” Seeming unbothered by the looks her presence offered, and any unease set by herself largely went ignored. Though she would be more irritated as she was not exactly expecting to get attacked out here, where towns were small. However she loved the battle despite that, often she forgot small town folk however might be wary of her. Being a half-dragon with a very draconic appearance, or monstrous as some would say it was to be expected. Though in all honest she was hoping to relieve herself of her armour and wind down for the night. As she waited at the counter for a room to pay for her tail swished behind her, seemingly to reveal her pent up energy she still had. Blue scales shimmered the light around, though her appearance was usually off putting to most common folk. However she gave the owner a rather charming smile, as if she did not know any better.

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Bouncing off the Walls(closed starter with proudlydraconic)

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rasereiverfallen:

The sun was clearly getting the best of his temper, the best of his blood. Demon spawn from his world didn’t do heat well, that was a devil’s thing and as far as he was concerned they could keep it. 

“I always smell like blut.” Raserei replied in response to comment about his smell. 

Normally Raserei would laugh in her face and refuse her offer, but she looked dragon made, or where they born in this world and not created? He couldn’t remember. Which meant she was about as likely to sell him out to harvesters as he was to her. Still, he wasn’t sure with his temper being the way it was that it was safe to take on any sort of company, and in truth he just wanted to get back to the city, get his money and find the nearest mountains with snow and go rolling around naked.

But shade out of the heat seemed more doable at the moment. He would just need to be careful he didn’t give in.

In the sunken city, we lay dreaming, feeding, waiting.

Raserei grunted and nodded yes. Besides she was right, the blood and guts where cooking onto him and it was making his already unpleasant smell worse. Hopefully some shade will do his temper well too. 

“Lead the way.” 

“This way” Speaking in a friendly and upbeat tone, turning her back to him as she began to walk. Because she was wearing thin revealing clothes, he could see the more prominent blue scales that decorated her back. The blue tail that swung behind her, thick and mobile. Though it appeared the heat wasn’t bothering her too much but there was a sheen of sweat that layered her skin. For a bit ti seemed she was leading him further into the desert but eventually she stopped at a huge and rather protruding rock. “Here we go!” Presenting the rock like it was something to behold, she waited a few moments before she continued. “Nif” Speaking in draconic before the large rock seem to waver slightly and a large opening of a cave made itself known. “Come this cave is nice and cool, and has pools of water you can help yourself to” Waltzing in she looks back to make sure he was following, not wanting the sun to scramble the poor mans brain further. There were lots of places like this in the desert but this was also dragon country so most were hidden away, but if you knew where to find them shelter and water were usually never too far away. After walking little further in she makes herself at home by sitting on a rather large flat rock just a ways from a shallow pool. Already enjoying the cool shade the small little cave provided, behind her her tail flicked curiously.  Setting her sword beside her as they were uncomfortable to be sitting with, she did not seem overly bothered by his presence. “Much better in here, we can rest up a bit until the sun decides to waver its intense heat”

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Bouncing off the Walls(closed starter with proudlydraconic)

[rasereiverfallen]

He had just finished his outburst when he heard someone calling out to him. His good eye looked for the owner of the voice and fell upon and odd looking woman, well no more odd looking than he, and it wasn’t to say she wasn’t attractive. 

If not in his current mood his mind might have reeled more on how he felt about her features, but at moment he was far too into his brooding to care.

Need assistance? Lost? This woman can see I’m covered in guts, blood and spirits knows what! And she is asking if I need help?!

Raserei rolled his good eye, “Simply wandern, says the frau before me.”

He should be more guarded around her but in truth the fight with the dragon left more worn out than he would like to admit. However that did mean if she did try something or had an ambush waiting for him, she would be in for a terrible surprise when he lost his temper. 

More bones to hear crunch, more blood to sustain us! Why are you standing still?

Raserei sighed and his shoulders slumped, he thought the dragon would be enough for them.  Dragon didn’t exactly taste great he found over the years, it’s blood though was decent enough. Still every time he killed one he would come to with a belly full of the beast. 

“I know wievielte way I’m going.” 

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It was strange to see someone in the desert covered in such, and blood and guts did not make good for any protection from the sun rays. And it looked like the heat was leading to some irritation from the stranger, and she would be lying if she didn’t want to monopolize his time somewhat. Unused to those that even remotely resembled herself she was curious by his appearance, and why he was covered in guts. If she had to guess he’d prolly got hired to kill some dragons out here, because other poor people could not. And although she was angry that he was potentially out here killing kin, it was also their fault for not being stronger and they shame the blood within them. So she supposed that perhaps she wasn’t as upset as she thought she was. Besides that meant more territory for her father to take over, he’d be a fool not to take advantage of another dragons passing. “Do you? If you don’t traverse this area frequently one would get lost quite easily” Looking him up and down she gave an amused smile, “And frankly it looks like you could use some rest out of the sun” No perhaps he was not lost, but she decided she would help him none the less. Besides she wouldn’t mind getting out of the heat to rest up bit while the sun passed its high point. And company was always nice to have, and how much company did you find in the middle of the desert? The answer of course was not a whole lot. “Besides you look terrible being baked in the sun is prolly not helping the way you smell either. No offense stranger, but blood and guts in the sun is not exactly what I would call a fun time” Pausing she chuckles, “Well not in the long run of things. Come on I know a place where we can rest out of the sun for a bit, if you don’t mind talking with a strange girl you just met of course” Standing there waiting for an answer as her tail behind her seem to sway back and forth absently. Scattered blue scales seem to shimmer slightly within the sun, and her piercing blue eyes did not exactly seem unfriendly. Hoping that she would get the chance to speak with him, it was so curious. Part of her was hoping that he was also part dragon but it was unlikely. In all her years she had only met a few other half-dragon kin. “I can even share some water too” Enticing him further with the prospect of water, unsure if he had any for awhile.

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♠

Zirra has other siblings she has a few human siblings and an undefined amount of dragon siblings. When Zirra was born, during her childhood she was often traded between parents. So for a couple years she would be raised by her father, a full blooded dragon in the middle of the desert. And then back to civilization with her mother. As a result she can be very well rounded but this often has her conflicting natures. However her draconian parenthood seems to be winning out, and she considers herself more dragon than human. And instincts usually dictate her behavior as if she was a dragon. Sometimes this makes her angry because she knows that she should often be nice and do the right thing, other than the selfish or violent thing. Human siblings sort of resent her for her natural strength and odd parenthood. While she constantly feels inferior to her dragon kin, and always feels like she needs to match up to other dragons. Often she thinks of her father her wants her to be the best dragon, treating her much like a true dragon and not half which is appreciative.

[vibraniumplums]

For every ♠ I receive, I will post a headcanon about my muse!

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BONUS: Specify a topic and I’ll make it about that topic!

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agate, biotite

Agate: How my muse calms down.Zirra usually calms down by being on her own, she has a hard time making close friends so she doesn’t rely on others for comfort. Being out in the wilderness or going to go fight some poor creature usually helps her as well. She also likes to bathe, hot water, cold stream, bottomless lake, you name it. Even going around to flirt will even calm her nerves as that something normal for her, and it a routine she can fall into. Biotite: The biggest problems my muse is currently dealing with.Being a half dragon and for the most part of her life, being out on her own. And her constant sexual ventures has left her with a huge fear of growing close to others. Not sure how she supposed to make close friends and allies, and then when it comes down to it she doesn’t know if she can trust herself for others to trust her. Her dragon nature makes her sort of fickle and very selfish at times, and often she thinks her love for blood lust and battle also makes her monster to most mortals. Despite that she still embraces her dragon heritage proudly, but for her its also her source of her greatest conflicts.

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send me a crystal and i'll tell...

abalone: what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally

aegerine: my muse's opinion of the supernatural

agate: how my muse calms down

blue lace agate: my muse's favorite form of communication (verbal, letters, texting, etc.)

fire agate: if my muse is brave or cowardly

moss agate: if my muse has a high or low opinion of themself

amazonite: what kind of situations call for my muse to be dishonest

amethyst: what my muse would most like to be able to shape-shift into

ammolite: how lucky or unlucky my use is

angel aura quartz: my muse's opinion of LGBT+ issues

apache tears: a sadness headcanon

apatite: a headcanon about my muse's intuition

apophyllite: my muse's religious/spiritual beliefs

aquamarine: where my muse feels most calm/relaxed

biotite: the biggest problems my muse is currently dealing with

bloodstone: how my muse sees themself as part of the world at large

calcite: my muse's social tendencies (introverted vs extroverted, parties vs one-on-one conversations, etc.)

carnelian: an art-related headcanon

celestite: how my muse deals with anxiety

chalcedony: the saddest my muse has ever been

chalcopyrite: how my muse deals with ending relationships

charoite: who my muse looks up to

chrysocolla: a money-making headcanon

copper: how I think my muse will end up when they're older

coral: how my muse views the natural world

diamond: a sex headcanon

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

emerald: how my muse tells someone they love them without words

fluorite: what my muse's room looks like

fossil: what my muse's dream job is

galena: what it's like to be in a relationship with my muse

garnet: what my muse's perfect partner would be

gold: my muse's financial situation

hematite: how squeamish my muse is

hiddenite: how much of an "inner child" my muse has

iolite: my muse's drinking habits

jade: if my muse would ever cheat on a partner

jasper: what my muse would be like as a parent

kyanite: an anger headcanon

lapis lazuli: where 'home' is to my muse

lodestone: what kind of people gravitate towards my muse

malachite: what my muse as a child thought they would be when they grew up

mica: what my muse views as their worst personality trait

moonstone: my muse's opinions on outer space

mother of pearl: if my muse tends to lift people up or bring them down

nebula stone: how good my muse's memory is

obsidian: which of the seven deadly sins my muse would be

opal: how creative my muse is

pearl: a mental health headcanon

petalite: what my muse would do if they found a wallet on the street

pyrite: a physical health headcanon

quartz: how my muse thinks other people see them

rhodonite: if my muse prefers elegance or convenience

rubellite: if my muse has any 'triggers' that inspire painful memories

ruby: a happiness headcanon

sapphire: if everyone my muse knew was hanging off a cliff and they could only choose three to save, the rest certainly dying, who they would choose

serpentine: how my muse would seduce another [alt: how my muse makes their money]

silver: if my muse prefers masculinity or femininity

tsavorite: if my muse believes in destiny or fate

ulexite: how empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate my muse is

unakite: what my muse's ideal pet would be

verdite: my muse's ethnicity/family history

zebra stone: what gets my muse excited

zoisite: does my muse believe everything's going to work out for them in the end or not?

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Bouncing off the Walls(closed starter with proudlydraconic)

There are bad days and then there are days you just wished never came. Today was one of those days. Not only was he stuck in some spirits only knew desert, helping some shit hole of a kingdom with their problems.  Which they contracted his merc company to handle, because their shit soldiers couldn’t fight their way out of goblin shit. And of course his company only sends him out to handle everything because it’s not like Raserei was mortal. 

The barbarain growled in anger as he moved through the sand covered in dragon entrails and blood, but whose was mostly on him he wasn’t even sure.  He smeared some of the blood on his fingers and licked.  His face scrunched up and he made disgusted noises, it was his.   Spirits he tasted like ass. 

Anger roiled in his veins as he pressed on in the hot sun, which wasn’t helping him.  He hated the deserts, he didn’t do well in the heat.  Give him a frozen tundra any day and he will kill whatever you wanted free of charge.  Which reminded him of the damn price cut he was doing this all for because he ‘scared the locals’. 

The demon roared up at the sun, shadows bursting forth and reaching up for the heavens.  He needed to let some of his anger out before he returned to the city of he was going to kill someone, and with his luck it would be some poor sod who made a backhanded comment as he passed. 

He was going to strangle who ever started the idea that all tieflings could handle the heat.  That or throw them in a fire and ask them how it feels. 

[proudlydraconic-blog]

It had been awhile since you’ve been on your own home turf, but you had decided it was time for a family visit. Meaning bother your mother and the monstrous dragon that you called your father. Which meant walking out in the middle of the desert to go find his liar, which was underground and much cooler than the sun baring down on any poor saps dumb enough to be walking in it. Of course you grew up in the sun and didn’t mind the heat so much, though it was almost a little much in full armour. And since it was family visit you decided to leave the armour at your mothers and go for bare minimum clothes. Showing off the dark tanned skin, and the random flecked scales that mostly covered your back side, arms and around your hips and even a few on your face. Most of the locals knew who you were, and you were completely comfortable with yourself. The several sets of horns upon your head and tapered ears sometime had you mistaken for a tiefling and though it was a pet peeve you didn’t mind so much the correction. Currently you couldn’t help but take your time back traveling freely within your fathers territory. Noticing a figure up ahead one furrowns her brows as, she didn’t know who would be traveling...in the very high point of the day. It was practically suicide, even she was almost getting too hot and she grew up baked in the sun. Thinking perhaps it was a lost traveler in needing of assistance, changing course to eventually meet up with them. When she was close enough to see the man she realized, this was no ordinary traveler. The blue scaled tail behind her  flicked around in curiosity. Stopping a little ways she stood there now in range of him, “Stranger are you need in assistance? Are you lost? One does simply wander into the desert in the middle of the day and especially in dragon territory”  Taken the time to look him up and down, and watch for any hostility. She may not have her armour with her, but she had her two dragon bone short swords that never left her.

[proudlydraconic-blog]

Hurt rp Starters

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Slow down! You don't want to get even more hurt, do you?"

"Tell me where it hurts."

"Whoa, that's purple... It looks like your shoulder is dislocated."

"Oh my god. Are you okay?"

"You're bleeding... You're bleeding bad..."

"This is gonna hurt..."

"Holy crap! I may not know much about human anatomy, but legs don't bend that way!"

"It's all swollen up..."

"You have a black eye. Where you fighting with someone?"

"Okay... Okay, hospital. Hospital, now."

"I think you have a concussion."

"Calm down! Calm down! Your ankle is sprained, okay?"

"Here, lean on me."

"I'm gonna need more bandaids..."

"What the hell happened to you!?"

"Here, I need to clean you up. This might sting a bit..."

"We need to get the bullet out..."

"Oh my god, you've been shot!"

"Did... did you get beat up!?"

"Just hold on. You're gonna be fine..."

"Look out for that car!"

"Wake up! Oh god, please wake up!"

"You're alive! Oh, thank god!"

"I'm no doctor, but you should have that looked at. It's bleeding a lot..."

"What is that? Are there bandages under your shirt?"

"Why is your arm wrapped up like that? And are those blood stains!?"

"You must have hit the back of your head really hard."

"Look at me. Just look at me and stay awake. Can you do that?"