Wings of Fire Role Play!
Hello! I love doing anything wings of fire! So, I decided to make a role play for wings of fire! You create a character (see necessary things below) and when you role play, you put it from your character's point of view! Here's what your character needs: Dragon tribe Name Gender Color (this one is optional) Any special abilities? (Examples: animus, leafspeak, etc) Here's my character for example! Dragon tribe: SandWing Name: Sunset Gender: Female Color: sand yellow and brown on her spines Any special abilities?: is an animus. Ok, here's the backstory. Prryhia and Pantala have a problem. An assassin has been going around killing queens! If it doesn't stop soon, there might be a war. Tensions have already exploded with the NightWings and IceWings and other dragons tribes are getting just as bad. If things don't change soon, all the tribes might d.ie out. I START THE ROLE PLAY WITH MY CHARACTER IN NEXT POST
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Also I just noticed that they censored a word (I meant to put d.ie out, sorry)
Well, don't know how much I'll be able to keep up with this, but I'll give it a shot.
Dragon tribe: Night Wing/Sea Wing, but growing up in the Night wing tribe with his mother
Name: Abyssal
Gender: Male
Color: super dark sea green with black details, muted glowing spots down his sides
Any special abilities: is fairly good at combat, but otherwise no
Abyssal looked at the older Night Wing in front of him in shock.
"You want me to act as the embassy to the Sand Wings? You don't think that's a... A bad decision?" What he really wanted to do was yell that they were just trying to get rid of him, permanently. But doing so would just hasten things.
"You'll do fine, you're resourceful." Was the only reply he received. "Now hop to it."
"Yes sir." Abyssal sighed, gathering up the satchel of scrolls. He'd have to say goodbye to his mom and then head out.
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A couple of days later, Abyssal set down right outside of the Sand Wing palace, swallowing hard and trying not to show how scared he was. Hopefully he could find someone nice to let him in.
Sunset straightened her wings. "OK. This is generally the queen's thing, but you've got this." She said to herself. She straightened the emerald pin on her slash, showing that she was the queen honor guard captain. She walked to the door and opened it, revealing a Night Wing/Sea Wing hybrid . Putting on her best smile to not show how much despair after her queen's death she was in. "Welcome to the Sand Wing palace! I'm Sunset, captain of the past queen's honor guard." Sunset then slapped her head, remembering that the rest of the tribes still didn't know of the queen's death. She studied the dragon, waiting for a reaction, silently cursing herself for giving up the queen's death.
Consider me interested! How many OCs can we have in this roleplay?
I'd like it limited to 1 or 2, so everybody has a chance to create a character, but you can post on the role play thread with you're character as much as you want!
"Oh, hi, honor guard, um..." His mind raced to comprehend, this wasn't exactly what he had been prepared for. He forced his wings back up and returned his best smile.
"I'm here as an embassy from the Night wings. I have urgent messages for the queen. The present Queen, I guess." Shortly after making the statement, he realized the stupidity of himself. Their queen must've been killed too...
"O-or whoever is in charge." He lamely tried to remedy the already butchered situation.
Sunset smiles weakly. "Well, we don't have a queen at the moment. However, her past majesty's daughter will asend to the throne when we can move on from her mother's d.eath. I am surprised the night wings wish to messenge us. I can take you to the Council. They are in charge until the queen's daughter is crowned." Sunset said calmly. She turned. "Please follow me." Sunset said, walking calmly to the hallway.
"My condolences. If I'm being frank, I'm not sure why I was sent. But I can only hope that it's not something like a proclamation of war that's gonna get my head chopped off." He chuckled weakly, then shook his head. Not the time for morbid jokes. He folded his wings closer to his body and followed Sunset into the hallway.
(sorry, it posted twice for some reason)
Sunset smiled. "It's quite alright. I'm not exactly my best after the queen's d.eath. I apologize for telling you. The queen wanted us to tell the entire continent when the time was right, after the shock of her d.eath was over. I feel like a failure at protecting her." Sunset's wings drooped. She walked and stopped at the door to the Council. "Before we go in, I must warn you, the council is paranoid after her majesty's death."
The first-circle Icewing didn't mourn his queen's death, not even the slightest bit. Despite being a soldier of the royal army, he had no care nor relationship with her, he was just another dragon that protected the royalty and the kingdom. He was chosen for this role due to his superb skills, however, he rather despised the superiority. So yes, he did not care that the previous queen was gone and her daughter took her place on the throne. The one thing he cared about, however, was what his mother would do next now that a weaker dragon was above her. If anything, he feared for the current queen, and vowed to do his best to protect her from even his own birthgiver. Even if he didn't like the royals.
Frostbite, on this day rather cloudy day, can be found feeding himself in the palace cafeteria, surrounded by his fellow warriors. After he finished up his meal, he reported to the general for his next orders. However, he didn't expect what would be given for him to do today and for the next few days...
"I'm sure that you did your best.' He commented sympathetically. "And... Thanks for the warning. It was nice meeting you."
He stepped into the room and swallowed hard.
"Hello, my name is Abyssal, I've been sent by the Nightwing high council with urgent messages." He took off the satchel and offered it. "We send our goodwill and peace offerings to the Sand Wing kingdom."
Sunset watched the dragon go in. "That dragon has got guts. Elder Cactus is the most paranoid. Let's hope he can talk to them." She curled her claws in. She stood next to the door as a messenger appeared, holding a scroll. "It's for you, captain." The messenger said. She read it. She wrote a rapid response. "Tell them I'll be there as soon as possible. I have a duty to attend to here first." Sunset said. The messenger bowed and left. Sunset glanced at the council door and sighed. Waiting was not her specialty
Abyssal watched the elders read the scrolls, his mouth going dry. They did not look to be happy. After what felt like an eternity, one of the elders addressed him.
"You Nightwings wish to ally with the Sand wings against whoever is behind the attacks? Is this some trick to get us to fight the Ice wings again? Did you kill our queen to force us to ally? We won't fall for your tricks." The elder snarled. Abyssal felt his stomach drop as another elder called into the hall.
"Guards, please take this one into a holding cell. Interrogate him to see if the Nightwings are behind the attack."
Abyssal cowered back. "No, no, we weren't behind the attack! I didn't even know what the scrolls were, I have no clue about any of this, I'm literally just a messenger!"
But his pleas had no effect on the unrelenting elders.
Sunset heard the sound of the elders through the door. "Oh no." She muttered as two guards rushed out with the dragon in their arms. She spread her wings. "HALT! You dare put a guest to the Sand Wing palace dungeon? He is clearly here to help!" Sunset growled. One guard looked at her. "The elders--" he started. "You will release him now. If they have any problems with my orders, they can come to ME." Sunset growled, her tail barb flashing as it flipped. The guards immediately let him go. "Back to your quarters with you! All of you!" Sunset roared to the guards positioned at the door. The guards ran off, fearing Sunset's wrath.
She ran to the dragon. "Are you alright?" She asked
He looked up at her, trying to calm his racing heart. "Yeah, yeah, I'm just fine... They didn't really hurt me. You sure you're not gonna get in trouble for helping me? The elders seemed pretty mad..." He tucks his wings close and curls his tail tightly around his feet, trying to make himself look smaller. "Why... Why would you help me?"
Sunset looked at the dragon. "You clearly came under the flag of peace. Besides I can see how paranoid the elders have become. Just yesterday they had one of the most loyal sargents put to d.eath! I have to admit, nobody is safe from them now. They would have probably come up with some bizarre reason to get me out of here too. However, everybody is afraid of me when I get mad, even the elders of the council." Sunset said. One guard was still there, but he was quivering. "Go on, get out of here!" Sunset snapped at the guard. She returned her gaze to the dragon. "What on the three moons did the elders think you were doing other than trying to help bring peace?" Sunset asked.
"Something about the Nightwings wanting a military alliance. The elders thought that we had assassinated your queen to force an alliance against the Icewings. Or something like that. Which is ridiculous, we don't want war which is the entire point of this!" *Probably* his internal thoughts finished for him. He wasn't actually sure that the intentions were.
He started sizing her up, considering whether making a run for it would be the best idea. She didn't /look/ too intimidating, though her tail barb could be an issue. The guards were scared of her for a reason though. So maybe negotiating would be best. He tried to shift his body language to show more confidence.
"Can you get me out of here? My head council won't be happy, but I probably won't be tortured and killed. Unless there's some other way that I can be of service. Because this very well could lead to war. And we don't need more deaths..."
Sunset noticed the dragon look at her barb uneasily. She curled it in. "You don't have to worry about my tail barb. I apologize if I scared you. The guards aren't completely scared of just my barb. More like what I could do to them without it..." Sunset didn't like being feared just because of her magic, but it had come to that. "I'll get you out of here. The elders will probably have guards at all known entrances now...but not the one that only I know of. Follow me!" Sunset sped off toward the kitchen.
He hesitated for just a moment, then followed close behind her, wondering what else the guards were afraid of. And if he should be more afraid. He tried to stay in her shadow, as they passed a few servants, but he could feel their eyes on him. It was a feeling that he had grown accustomed to. But this time, it could be the end of him. "What are you going to do once you get me out? I'm sure the elders aren't going to take kindly to you helping me."
Sunset brought the dragon to a small tunnel she had made with her animus magic. "He doesn't need to know that." Sunset thought. "Here. You can get out here." Sunset curled her talons in and the vines she had magicked to protect it slithered away. She threw open the hatch. "This tunnel will lead you to the very edge of the palace's soldiers and defenses. From there you can make you're way back home. I must remain here, so the elders don't get suspicious. Don't worry about me. They can't lay a talon on me and they know it." Sunset said.
Sunset gripped the scroll she had gotten from the messenger tight. It had been from the SkyWing queen, who wanted to meet with her. She had written a reply that she would, after she completed her duties here.
He sighed. May as well tell her his predicament.
"I won't be going home. If I do, it'll be seen as a declaration of war. I need to find out who's behind this, for my tribe and for all the others. And, if you can manage it... I could use some help. You seem to have connections." He met her eyes. This could be a terrible mistake, but she had been trustworthy so far.
Sunset looked at the dragon in surprise. "I can help." She said. She hesitated for a second. Should she tell him about being an animus? "No. Too dangerous right now." She thought. She ducked into the tunnel. "We can go to Possiblity and work from there." Sunset said.
He sighs in relief. "Thank you so much. Possibility sounds good. I've always wanted to visit there." He turns and slips through the tunnel. "If you don't mind me asking, how did the assassin, um, attack? If it's not too painful..."
"Wait, what?!" Frostbite exclaimed, in utter shock with the task given to him.
The general rolled their eyes, seeming annoyed. "You heard me correct, Frostbite. You and three more soldiers will be heading to Possibility soon to hopefully learn as much information as you can about the recent queen assassinations, and hopefully gather some allies. No excuses."
The Icewing soldier's spikes bristled along his spine and tail, a sign of him being on edge. However, this was his general, and he could not argue with his superiors. "Very well then." Frostbite nodded once, before turning away, muttering curses under his breath.
Sunset inhaled. "I don't know much, because I was guarding outside the door. A gas bomb went off and blocked my and the guard I was with sight. But I felt something slip past me and then the queen screamed. I burst in and I saw the queen on the floor, a huge deep gash on her throat and a shadow leaping out her bedroom window. The guard with me tried to chase after the dragon, but lost him. As for the queen, she was already dead and I couldn't do anything to bring her back." Sunset bowed her head. She remembered trying to use her magic to bring her back, but nothing worked.
"Now you know why I feel like I failed. I was so close to her--but I still couldn't stop him." Sunset said sadly.
He brushed his wing against hers, trying to be comforting.
"Either way, I don't think she would've wanted to beat yourself up over it. We'll find whoever's behind this and stop them. We'll be heroes." He tried to joke and cheer her up. "Now let's get to Possibility."
(sorry, my internet is acting up and posting things twice)
Sunset tried to smile. "Alright. I know some dragons in Possiblity that might know about the assassin. I tried tracking the assassin when he came, but something blocked what I sent to track him." Sunset mused for a second. "That means he must be able to avoid special tracking." She said. She heaved herself out of the tunnel exit.
Sunset looked down at her claws. "There's something you should know too...since we're going to be working together. I am...an animus." Sunset sighed. "He's probably going to run terrified now." Sunset thought.
He followed her, blinking in the bright sunlight. The sun hit his dark scales, the heat feeling like a wall.
"That sounds like as good of a place to start as any. I might have someone that I can talk to as well. But we'll see. What sort of special tracking did you try? Maybe we could find a way around it." He commented, squinting at her as his eyes slowly adjusted. He was most certainly not made for the desert and would be happy to leave the oppressive heat.
He kept talking as her words sunk it.
"Wait... A what? Is... Is that why everyone was scared? Should... Should I be scared?" He tried to keep his voice calm as his mind kicked into overdrive.
Sunset sighed. "I knew it. Dragons are always scared of animus dragons. They dragons in the palace are afraid of me because the last dragon that made enemies with me...well, he didn't have a pleasant life for a while. But you don't have to be scared of me." Sunset said. She looked down sadly. "I'm sorry if I scare you." She added.
Soon, Frostbite gathered with the 3 other soldiers going on the mission. His instinct was to immediately size up his comrades, scoffing at how punny they were compared to him. 'This is the best they can give me? How pathetic.' He thought, his muscles rippling under his diamond like scales as he joined the small group.
After the general repeated the orders and warned them as to what was to come, Frostbite was given charge of the group, the large sparkly Icewing smirking with delight. 'That's more like it.' And with their orders set in stone, they were off for Possibility.
"That's what I meant by special tracking. Somehow the assassin managed to avoid my MAGIC. It seems impossible, but it happened." Sunset said. She looked at Abyssal, waiting for him to fly away, scared of her.
"I'm, sorry, i didn't mean to... I'm just surprised. Not scared. Though I guess it's a good warning to not get on your bad side..." He laughs nervously.
"Wha-what's it like? Having that much power?"
"It's scary...knowing that you could lose your soul but sometimes you just use you're magic on accident. Once, I muttered to myself that I wished all the rats would die...and well...let's just say it stunk of dead rat for a while." Sunset said. She laughed for a second at the thought. "It's a power you don't want. I don't want to become like albatross or Darkstalker...so I try not to use my magic, but things like the tracking spell and the tunnel are some of the few spells I've done." Sunset said.
Sunset glanced up. "Animus dragons are dangerous. My POWER is dangerous." Sunset looked down sadly. "However I can't lose my soul. I don't want to k.ill somebody." Sunset said
"I mean, being different isn't all bad. Even using the magic once or twice, it's more than most of us have." He winces as the sand starts burning his feet. "um, how far is it to Possibility? And is it safe to fly yet? Not that I'm complaining, im fine." He mentioned, trying to change the subject.
"It's not too far from here. Id say a day at the most. We can start flying now, we're out of the guards sight." Sunset said. She passed Abyssal a bottle containing water. "Drink this on the flight if you get thirsty" She said. She lifted her wings and took off, flying in the direction of possibility
"Thank you." He took the bottle, then thankfully lifted off of the ground, catching an air current and soaring after her.
True to her word, they arrived at Possibility within the day. He looked in shock at the town, trying to take the whole thing in. "I've heard stories but... Wow..."
(If you didn't want to time skip, you can go back.)
"A city where dragons of all tribes can live together in peace. Even animus dragons. I thought it was a dream until I saw it the first time." Sunset said. She landed. "I managed to pull some strings and get a few minutes with a friend of mine that helps run the assassin organization. He's pretty nice all things considered, but it's best to stay calm with him." Sunset said to Abyssal. She started walking down the main street.
"Sounds like I'll let you do the talking then, since I don't have a ton of experience with any assassin's guilds." He commented, hardly paying any attention to her as he gawked at the multitribe crowds. He could even spot several other hybrids, something he'd never seen among the Nightwings. He was jarred back into reality when he tripped over someone's foot and went sprawling into another dragon. "Oh gosh, I'm sorry ..." He mumbled, darting back over to Sunset's side.
Sunset stopped a the entrance of a doorframe and knocked three times rapidly. "Come on in." Firespark said, stepping toward them. He was a skywing sandwing hybrid and radiated menace from every scale. "Hello Firespark." Sunset made sure to stay in front of Abyssal so Firespark didn't see him.
"We have a few questions." Sunset said. Firespark wasn't paying attention anymore though. "No way. Is that another hybrid?" Firespark said, eyeing Abyssal.
"I... Yeah, I am. Is that a problem?" He flared his wings out a bit, ready for the inevitable challenge. Then he realized that Firesspark was another hybrid and unlikely to be attacking his heritage.
"I mean, why would that matter?" He softened his previous statement. This guy looked tough, but Abyssal was fairly sure that he could hold his own in a fight against the other hybrid.
Sunset stomped her foot to get Firespark's attention again. "so, a few questions. First one is do you have any assassins missing?" Sunset asked. "Not that I know of." Firespark said. "Ok...any missing supplies?" Sunset asked. "Yes. I think some of my gas bombs are missing." Firespark said. Sunset looked at Abyssal. "Gas bombs like the ones at the palace attack!" Sunset said. "Why did you want to know that?" Firespark asked. "We are looking for an assassin." Sunset said. "I see..." Firespark said. Sunset looked at Abyssal. "Anything you want to add?" She asked, making sure before they closed off ways.
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Sunset watched as they buried the sandwing queen. The assassin had struck at night and the screams of the queen could be heard throughout the palace. Sunset, as an animus, tried to track the assassin but her magic couldn't find him or her. Her wings fell, defeated. This was the fourth queen, the first being the NightWing queen then the IceWing queen and finally the MudWing queen. Sunset was worried. If things didn't change, there would be a war. The NightWings had already attacked the IceWings once. She nodded, determined.
She had to stop this, but she would need help
(Also, feel free to use my character if you need to, and there's no limit to how many can role play)