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Coming to a New Land
« Thread Started on Oct 11, 2006, 3:43pm »

The day was late, the air was cool, and Zylo was about to make his first encounter with the Kingdom of Avaren. He's been wandering across the land, after the army of his homeland rejected him, for his poor archery skills. Zylo was a young man, which his appearance didn't match. He had a long Mohawk, which wan across the back of his head, and a goatee. On the rest of his face he had stubble. His eyes were dark brown, and when he gets angry, or when he squints, they appear even darker. His traveling around the world, in the hot sun, made his skin tan, very tan. Zylo was on the larger side, but not to an extreme. He barely had muscles, even though people would judge him as a muscle head at first glance. He wasn't on the bright side either, but he wanted to get smarter, but he always had something to do, no matter how important it was.

The guard let him through, and Zylo took his first few steps in the City. He made sure that his money pouch was secure, even though he didn't had too much. His chubby legs pounded the ground, making dust and dirt rise from the ground, covering the lower part of his brown pants. To go with his brown pants, Zylo had a brown jacket, that covered a stained green shirt. He looked around the City, and noted that this city contained many people, of all races, and all cultures. Zylo was a human, a short, chubby human. His hometown was mostly populated with Elves, but he never got a bad vibe from them. He wasn't judgmental, and are disgusted with people who do judge people by their race.

A group of people nudged past him, and he knew that he should move out from the middle of the Main Entrance. He made his way near a building, that had seen better days. He sat down on the ground, and reached into his pocket, grabbing out a coin. He played with the coin, and then dropped. A man quickly pounced on it, and claimed it as his own. Zylo didn't want to get confrontational, so he kept his mouth shut. He had no archery gear, which damaged the chance of him preparing to join Avaren's army. Zylo wasn't skilled with any weapon, but he was always fond of the bow and arrow. Zylo had very little to his name, and he knew he would be staying in the local bar, or even the outside. If both became a problem, he would leave this city, and got to the next. He looked around, watching people walk past.

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Re: Coming to a New Land
« Reply #1 on Oct 14, 2006, 12:27am »

As Drakon walked through the gates after Finlay getting to the great city he had heard about, he looked around at all of the people, wondering which ones were full fledged spell casters and how many of them could help his weird position.

it all started when he met a wizard named Herok. before they met he was a well know and well liked dragon. he was a silver wyvern until the day that the wizard came to his woodlands and started unleashing ancient and powerful demons that should have been dead. he thought he was unmatched until drakon came. they battled fiercely until drakon was left standing, but not unscathed for even now a large scare is on his right arm, but the wizards dieing breath them self held power and he turned drakon into his human form and trap him in that form.

now he must find away to turn back to his dragon form, so his journey finally ends him up here where it is rumored that a master wizard may hold the key to drakons freedom from this most retched form.

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