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You realize that this is the Fire Divine-Born
"You may call me whatever you wish."
He puts his hand out for a handshake.
"Daniel, head of the Light Faction."
"Is that all?"
Shining Armor, and noticably a shining shield which has a slight magical glow to it.
"I could say the same. What is it that you do?"
He stands there saying nothing
"Ah, a Fashionista I see... hm... I assume an Arcane Valen then, am I correct?"
"It won't be meaningful anyway." He walks away
"She only got here a few hours ago, i've yet to talk to her, but she seems well."
RP END
@Gushy48 sorry to mess up that scene majorly
that's fine lol
"Yes, I did. I make sure it gets polished regularly, you know how people can be with appearances after all..."
In the mountains north of the manor lies a Vanyon fighting a mighty Whelpling. She uses her magic and might to deal blows to the baby dragon. It roars in fury as it swipes at Vanyon with its claw, but it was too slow. Vanyon dodges the claw by flipping over it. The beast flies back and roars out a great pillar of flame from its mouth towards the Ice-Divine Born. The beam would hit the Ice-Divine Born if it wasn't for a man in crimson armor who blocks the beam with his blade. Vanyon recognizes this man as Siegfried, her brother.
Vanyon had pulled back a mighty shot on her bow, only to swear in annoyance as Siegfried jumped in the way, forcing her shot to go wide so she didn't skewer the fire divine.
"Siegfried, get the helm out of here. I don't need your help."
From head to toe, Vanyon was coated in wounds and scars, many of them fresh.
"Your wounds says otherwise." Sieg replies back, deflecting the pillar of flame upwards in the sky.
"Let me kill this beast."
"If you think these wounds are bad, you've never seen me fight. Now move."
She rushed forward, and channeled frost magic into her bow with confidence.
[Frost Shots]
"I'm finishing this fight."
Vanyon shoots frost arrows into the Whelping’s wounds, freezing them. It brings up its claw and prepares to slam it down onto her. However, Siegfried lauches from a rock formation and slices the Whelpling’s hand off with one swift motion.