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Fennin
He heard his name called, he saw the stone flying the air, a black figure trying to get it.
He was far away. Maybe too far.
“Nora! Cover me!” He dropped his sword, and ran. His knees came up high, his stride grew longer and his head was thrown back. The ground under him passed by, the leaves and ground were torn up by his boots. The distance closed in between him and the stone. But, just as he thought it was his, he tripped over a rock, and was sent down. He groped for e stone, dating it in his hands, before landing on ground. He curled into a protective ball, the stone was pressed between his legs and ribs, his hands still around it. The green light pulsed, and itgrew to such an intensity that the glow was to be seen even by Nora.
Fennin breathed a sigh of relief, his heart slowing it’s beat.
Nahim
The stone was flying in the air again, everyone grasping for it. Fennin came tearing up, his speed faster than Nahim had ever seen. The stone glow intensified at the Prince’s approach. He tripped, but at last grabbed the stone and curled into a ball on the ground, a green glow surrounding his body. Zash sent knives to attack him, but Nahim jumped between the Prince and the pieces of metal. The blades clanged against his gauntlets and breastplate.
Nahum’s gauntlets began to glow under their paint.
"You need French Toast."
So what happens now? Fennin has the stone, but the jungle dragon is still alive.
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📚 Appreciator of BooksThe dragons see Fennin, attack him, Ellis and Nahim and whoever else defend Fennin. Simple!
"You need French Toast."
That does make sense! Alright, jungle dragon, bring it on!
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Fennin
The stone pulsed in perfect sync with his heartbeat.
“Silva, Silva,” He whispered for no reason at all. His muscles relaxed, his breathing deepened. It was safe, safe in his arms.
A shadow crossed in front of the moon. A great beast swooped down, his wings creating a wind of their own. Acid was spit into the ground next to Fennin. The Prince rolled away. Nahum’s sword came out with a flash. Conviction was drawn with it.
“Run Prince Fennin! Head for the forest!” Fennin got up, Silva in his hands. He didn’t run.
“The forest is more dangerous than here!” Nahim fiddled with his belt. He tossed something to Fennin, a small round object.
“If the dragon gets to close, hold this,” he tossed a small tablet that fitted in the hand snugly, “and turn the top of that object 360 degrees. Whatever you do, hold onto the tablet, or you will die!”
"You need French Toast."
How is Fennin going to not die if it blows up?
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📚 Appreciator of BooksThe tablet. The tablet tells the bomb that that person is not the target. It will then search for the closest thing. If there is nothing too near, it will specifically search for large amounts of metal like Mithaln. It will then, with fingers like lightning, cover it’s victim’s body. For a Realn, it means extreme pain, and almost total helplessness. For any other, it means death.
"You need French Toast."
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Can we bring my fav rp topic back to healthy life?
"You need French Toast."
What do you mean?
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📚 Appreciator of BooksYeah, we’ve been trying. I’m not sure how we can do that, but I want to if we can.
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