11-26-2020, 03:53 AM
His body continued to shake though his gaze wavered over in the direction of Sevcon that had been the first to approach him, Trygve would snarl with lips peeled back as his tail lashed to the sides "I'm not here... For small talk..." Both of his ears pressed flat against his skull as he noticed that there was someone else there yet it wasn't the person that he had been looking for so he looked down at his paws only to let his claws sink into the sand. He could only imagine what his friends or family would think of him if they knew he was here, he gritted his teeth as he let his insides boil and bubble, the faint sound of his heart echoing through his ears as everything around him became muffled and distorted. Everything began to fly over his head and words were just foreign to him in those few moments, he coughed quietly. A huff leaving his maw as the scales on his body still pricked upwards as he stood there swaying slightly during the process.
Finally, Stryker showed his face and approached the scene though Ry only found a painful smile on his maw. "You don't look that great either..." His gaze became blurry as he wobbled a bit more but he took a few steps forward only to stop a bit as the lava dripped from his parted jaws, everything hurt so much. The draconic boy opened his jaws as if to speak but only closed them though he perked up with irritation as he was called small fry. This is where he was going to die then and he didn't care if he hadn't made much of a name for himself at this rate. He would be dust in the wind soon enough, quite literally too. "Here... For an eye, pendejo..." He finally hissed out though in that given moment, he took a step back feeling a jolt of pain go through his body.
The draconic jaguar took a few wobbly steps back only to feel his legs finally giving out, he had already traveled to several places before getting here. He wished that maybe he could've lived longer to actually make Stryker eat some sand though given his current state, it was impossible. He was going to die here. He grit his teeth digging his claws into the sand as more of his fur began to fall from his skin, the growth of scales slowly beginning to cover his legs and traveled up his chest. He felt like he couldn't breathe, everything was happening so fast. Maybe it would be a quick death despite how painful it was. Larger scales formed along his spine and skull only to eventually cover his entire body, the sound of bones snapping resonated through the area and the boy who thought he was going to die... Began to grow larger.
His once clenched paws began to unfurl and talons stretched out as he hunched over with a loud shriek of agony. Soon the boy didn't even look remotely feline but took more of a reptile appearance and his wings expanded laying against the sands on the shore. Eyes that were once shut would open in a flash, revealing a molten red gaze that locked onto the stark furred lion that stood in front of him. The large beast would lift their wings into the air only to raise their head, lava leaving the cracks in some of his scales and skin, some of it dripping from the beast's jaws. With parted jaws, the draconic beast would let out a roar and droplets of lava would fly from their cavern of teeth. Smoke would leave its nostrils as it stood there looking down at everyone that was there.
The dragon could only feel the pain that was going throughout their entire body and they wanted it to stop. The only feelings that were known to them was pain and rage. They wanted everyone to hurt like they were hurting, it was fair in the beast's eyes. Noticing movement in the corner of their eye did they catch the sight of a passing NPC, their nostrils flared as they turned around in a swift movement with the flames that lapped at their tail swinging to the side. The dragon's jaws parted as they lunged forward to bite down on the passing NPC, the creature caught between the large beasts maw. The draconic beast not biting down to kill them just yet as they turned once more to face that lion, the creature within their jaws being burned alive.
Trygve Roux had died and in his place was a large brute that was ready to reign destruction upon the Coalition of the Condemned. A merciless creature without much of a mind or thoughts of it's own, the draconic beast only wanted everyone to suffer just like they were. Loud growling would erupt from the beast as it looked upon the three that were currently gathered, forked tongue flickering out as they let out another roar of fury. IT HURTS. IT HURTS. IT HURTS. Their snout wrinkled as their tail lashed to the sides behind him, folding their wings at their side as their hard obsidian hued scales rippled and rose as more lava flowed from the crevices in their skin. DIE. DIE. DIE. They would lift up a leg to the air with talons outstretched, they aimed to swipe or stomp at Stryker if that didn't work... He would slam his tail onto the ground to cause the earth to shake violently as they shrieked.
/ oopsie
Finally, Stryker showed his face and approached the scene though Ry only found a painful smile on his maw. "You don't look that great either..." His gaze became blurry as he wobbled a bit more but he took a few steps forward only to stop a bit as the lava dripped from his parted jaws, everything hurt so much. The draconic boy opened his jaws as if to speak but only closed them though he perked up with irritation as he was called small fry. This is where he was going to die then and he didn't care if he hadn't made much of a name for himself at this rate. He would be dust in the wind soon enough, quite literally too. "Here... For an eye, pendejo..." He finally hissed out though in that given moment, he took a step back feeling a jolt of pain go through his body.
The draconic jaguar took a few wobbly steps back only to feel his legs finally giving out, he had already traveled to several places before getting here. He wished that maybe he could've lived longer to actually make Stryker eat some sand though given his current state, it was impossible. He was going to die here. He grit his teeth digging his claws into the sand as more of his fur began to fall from his skin, the growth of scales slowly beginning to cover his legs and traveled up his chest. He felt like he couldn't breathe, everything was happening so fast. Maybe it would be a quick death despite how painful it was. Larger scales formed along his spine and skull only to eventually cover his entire body, the sound of bones snapping resonated through the area and the boy who thought he was going to die... Began to grow larger.
His once clenched paws began to unfurl and talons stretched out as he hunched over with a loud shriek of agony. Soon the boy didn't even look remotely feline but took more of a reptile appearance and his wings expanded laying against the sands on the shore. Eyes that were once shut would open in a flash, revealing a molten red gaze that locked onto the stark furred lion that stood in front of him. The large beast would lift their wings into the air only to raise their head, lava leaving the cracks in some of his scales and skin, some of it dripping from the beast's jaws. With parted jaws, the draconic beast would let out a roar and droplets of lava would fly from their cavern of teeth. Smoke would leave its nostrils as it stood there looking down at everyone that was there.
The dragon could only feel the pain that was going throughout their entire body and they wanted it to stop. The only feelings that were known to them was pain and rage. They wanted everyone to hurt like they were hurting, it was fair in the beast's eyes. Noticing movement in the corner of their eye did they catch the sight of a passing NPC, their nostrils flared as they turned around in a swift movement with the flames that lapped at their tail swinging to the side. The dragon's jaws parted as they lunged forward to bite down on the passing NPC, the creature caught between the large beasts maw. The draconic beast not biting down to kill them just yet as they turned once more to face that lion, the creature within their jaws being burned alive.
Trygve Roux had died and in his place was a large brute that was ready to reign destruction upon the Coalition of the Condemned. A merciless creature without much of a mind or thoughts of it's own, the draconic beast only wanted everyone to suffer just like they were. Loud growling would erupt from the beast as it looked upon the three that were currently gathered, forked tongue flickering out as they let out another roar of fury. IT HURTS. IT HURTS. IT HURTS. Their snout wrinkled as their tail lashed to the sides behind him, folding their wings at their side as their hard obsidian hued scales rippled and rose as more lava flowed from the crevices in their skin. DIE. DIE. DIE. They would lift up a leg to the air with talons outstretched, they aimed to swipe or stomp at Stryker if that didn't work... He would slam his tail onto the ground to cause the earth to shake violently as they shrieked.
/ oopsie