I think there retreating. *as I stab a enemy in the chest. I takedown three more while the others start to run in different direction* well this is an odd turn of events. Ooc: yea I get the reference ic:

Feshwa is almost away when a rat scurris past her. But rats didn't usually glare up at her like this one did. Nor did they change into a human when they went behind a tree. The woman who stepped out would have been lovely. She had long blonde hair, a slim figure, and sleek legs. But her eyes were cruel and sharp. She stepped up to Feshwa, her eyes gleaming in malice. "Who gave you she order?" hse asked. Feshwa stammered. "w- what?" Fesha asked, retreating back to the camp slowly.

This seems weird, someone, or something has made them retreat, and I don't think it's us.

ooc: *has no idea what the reference is* ic: *I look towards our now half demolished pavillion as a gust of wind blows the door flaps open, and see the ropes Klepter had tied the shapeshifter with lying on the ground* Klepter, where's that Shapeshifter you caught?

The woman was getting far too close to Feshwa, and it was all she could do to stop from going on a nother warping spasm. "Who gave you the order to call the retreat?" the woman said, sliding her fingers along Feshwa'a torso. Feshwa winced as she went over the broken rib. "Oh?"she said, pressing harder. "Does that hurt?" Feshwa held back a scream. "Now," the woman said, not removing her fingers. "Who. gave. you. the. order?"

What!? She escaped...she might of been the one who called the retreat...and then she would of ran into the closes cover, witch would be the woods, right?

A good bet. Come on... I have a bad feeling *I run tawards the woods, there are dead humans every where, but alot seem to have been spared by the retreat*

i whirl anduril at the coming changeling. when our blades lock, i take my short sword and decapitate him, then run after feshwa

*i sprint after silveera, pull out my wings and bost my self along* we should look right behind pavilion area, that's the most designs spot to hide in...wait who's that? * point to the two people talking ahead of us, on a women and the other a man.

where did you go* i shout as i run towards where i last saw feshwa. in frustration, i put away my blades and got to dragon form and look around from air. then i here a whistling sound and turn just in time to see a flame covered ball that was thrown from a tribuchet from glass mountain * going the wrong way as always

*since I ran faster I arrive at the tree line first* where'd they go?

i get to a high enough altitude and then fold in my wings and dive towards glass mountain in an attempt to destroy the tribuchet.as i get closer to iit, i see that its made of metal, so i cant burn it, and fthat thousands of every creature we faced and a few more are there

*I stop by Klepter* I sensed something here... but it vanished... or teleported *Movement catches my Eye, and see the distant form of Shadow near the peaks of glass mountain.* I think we better go help Shadow.. *I step away from Klepter, shifting into my dragon form once more and taking off twards Shadow*

*I watch shadow dive out of the sky* now what is he doing? Were looking for what's her name(we don't actually know her name) and that mystery woman but he is just flying around.* but since we can't find them I follow silveera. I change form and take off after silveera*

i spread my wings and begin to pull out of my dive.when i more or less stop, i begin to flap my wings to stay at a safe altitude from the tribuchets and begin to observe their standings. about 5000 of diffrent monsters and about 4 of us.

The woman begins to dig her nails under Feshwa's chin. No longer able to bear the pain, she said, "Noone!" She coughed. The shapeshifter laughed. A cold and manacicing chuckle. "Then you will die." Feshwa screamed. ooc: and that's all for tonight folks. Bedtime.

Silveera, what are we going to do once we get over there? Ooc: aw this was just getting interesting

ooc: night nayru

OOC: ): Bye Nayru IC:*I stop, growling as I hovering in place* As much as I hate to say it..... I think we should retre- *I'm interupted by a scream from the forest below us* Klepter, I think that was the shapeshifter!

mutters a curse under my breath and begins to go where silveera is. as i go toward that direction i see to heat forms (my dragon eyes are thermal) and begin to go that direction

* I swing my head around and see that silveera is right.* why didn't we see them when we were right there? * I look at the troops that have assembled* umm...yea I see your point...let's at least try to burn a few, by flying low and scorching them , but you might not get past all of them, since your scaleless you will take more hits. Yea, one who runs today will live to fight another day.

I don't know... the mass of creatures probably threw off my senses, it only flet like they dissapeared because all I could feel was the horde.. *I fold my wings, and dive to where i heard the scream* I hate the idea of retreating too, guys. ooc: Maybe we should pause this rp, until Nayru can get back on?

all in favor?

Ooc: exactly what I was thinking, also I am courious about one thing, I know shadow and I know each others real names, but we don't know yours, that's the only thing that has been in the back of my mind since nayru got on.

ooc: I've got to go too C: talk to you guys later

time for mixology live at air1 .com. my favorite radio station

OOC: AYE! I am in favor so what time are we getting on again? I'll be here the next time It's been a hectic few days for me

Maybe tomorrow, after shadow gets out of school, so around 4 or something

6ish. usually i have a lot of homework, plus i have to take care of the chickens and horse and ride the horse and practice speed events on him so i wont be able to get on until a little after 6 usually

Plus we have to wait for nayru to get on so we can get out of this little rp jam. We'd better stop commenting so we can still remember what we were talking about when we get back on.

I also agree to after school. I will certainly be online. also, sorry for taking over the rp... >.

it ok. btw, told you i had to get up at 6 oh, also, whose time are we on, i mean cause almost all of us live in a diffrent time zone. how about US Central time at 6. that 7 oclock for catc and god knows what time for silveera and nayru. me and klepter live in central so its easier for us. but if you like we can try a diffrent time. just let us know

I'm betting they live in the states, Right?

I live in Western Australia c:

Feshwa runs through the forsest, every step accompanied by a stabbing pain. The woman's laugher echoes around her as she played like a cat with it's mouse. Already she had repeated the call for attack, and her sole focus was tormenting her prey for a few deliscious hours. Feshwa had barely enough breath to continue running, let alone scream again. Water, water! Where is it? An inner guide was leading her to nearby water, though she mostly relied on her sense of smell, for it was very close. The moisture from the rag with which she had cleaned off the blood was wearing thin, and her skin was beginning to crack and dry.

@silveera: i knew that.*ic: i swoop down and find the female changeling.* so you choose to confront me, son of galifrae. well, you have met your match and a little bit more so. *she draws her sword, and i arwen. our blades clash and sparks shower us as we dance the deadly dance of combat to the death

@shadow: again, don't act out what you think they are going to do, you say what your going to do and other third person characters, but don't act as us...just another reminder, cause I bet she wasn't going to say that. IC: *I have tiered a little and need a small drink, I land at the nearest source of fresh water. As I land I hear a commotion out in the forest coming from the direction of the camp. I change to my wolf form* who is that *I growl under my breath as I get into the attacking position*

ooc: @ klepter :then evidently you have forgotten the changelings killed one of my friends and because of that they have a debt to pay. intend to collect

ooc: Shadow: Then you may control YOUR OWN character as they confront someone else's character, but DO NOT control their character. My character has no sword. My character would not fight. It is no fun to roleplay when you can't control your own characters. You may, however suggest through speech or ooc that something may happen, but it is up to the individual what happens to their character.

IC: Feshwa, tired from running and yet still scared out of her mind, sees Shadow charging at her with his sword. He said something about Galifrae, and that she confronted him. Confusion now wormed it's way between the overwhelming fear and she ran ever faster. Without seeing the wolf, she stumbles over a rock and lands in a small stream. In less than a second, confusion black out the fear, and then relief made them both melt out of the way. With a single deep pulse (I hate to use a reference, but think light saber) a large, many headed monster appears by the bank. One is a lion's head, another a dragon's head, another a howler monkey's head, and there were still many others, connected to a body of tentacles. The monster snapped at Shadow with the head of a vulture while Feshwa coughed up blood into the stream. Though the shape shifter was invisible, the blood glowed a bright teal as it washed down the stream.

ooc: The beast is visible. Would you like to revise?

Okay, to explain myself. Feshwa is a water elemental dragon, and not just a random shape-shifter. Her water element allows her two powers. One is the ability to change her own form to an extent. She cannot get much larger than a tiger and not much smaller than a large rat. She cannot turn into anything non-living. Her other power is to creat false images. These can be any size, but require her to be near a lot of water, or to have been near a lot of water recently. With this power, she can be almost invisible, though from different angles it becomes very obvious where she is. The images she makes, though they look very real and solid, actually can do no harm and would feel like a fine mist.

Oh, and I have not forgotten about the woman shape-shifter. She's waiting in the sidelines, not wanting to say anything, for she is having far too much fun watching Feshwa's personal terror and could care less for the battle that has resumed in full force back at the camp.

ooc:okay, now you have me confused. i never attacked feshwa. i attacked the female changling whos waiting on the side lines as you just stated.

ooc: Oh okay. You just said 'female changeling.' Feshwa is also a female changeling, so it wasn't very clear. So, how about this: Shadow had gone to attack the shape-whifter who was following Feshwa. Feshwa thought he was aming for herself, so that's why she did what she did. And shadow, you attacked the woman with your sword, arwen, and she attacks back by: ic: The woman, whose name is Keirr'k, looks coldly at Shadow while dodging his atacks. Keeping track of the many headed beast, which she thinks is just another form of Feshwa, she continues to step lightly away from Shadow.

*having been hit by Feshwa as she tumbled into the stream, i stand and look around a little dazed. i somewhat see shadow fighting someone and a huge monster of sorts swinging tentacles and snapping in the direction of shadow.* wow, didn't see her coming. *i turn around to look into the stream. i don't see anything so i walk in to it.* whats going on...*i don't get to finish my sentence because i fall face first into the stream after tripping over something. i mumble something into the water, i then i get back up and mumble again.* great, wet fur. now I'll have to brush it out. what did i trip over? *i look around me for something that could of tripped me.*

Feshwa, hit by Keeper, coughs up a bit more bright teal blood, which flows down the streem slowly. The many-headead tentacle monster shimmers a bit before becoming solid again, but in that moment, Feshwa was almost clearly visible, though now she cannot be seen. A lound splashing and moving of water can be heard, but not seen as Feshwa exits the river and slumps next to a tree. The beast aims itself toward keeper now, because he is closer to Feshwa than Shadow.

*see's feshwa for half a second* whered you go? *looks up at the monster* awh man. *i back away to the other side of the stream and up it to some bushes* why wont she just be visible...unless shes scared spitless by whats happening.

Feshwa shifts her postition, but her broken rib shifts inward and causes and uproar of sharp jabs in her chest. Both the monster and her sheild imediately drop, and every painful breath is accompanied by weak groans.

*spots feshwa instanly as the monster disapears* there you are! *i growl as i make my way over to her* why have you been running with an injury like that?

A shadow of the tentacle beast reappears, but drops away quickly. Feshwa stares fearfully at Keeper as he approaches.

Keirr'k laughs coldly and disappears behind a tree. As a tiny bug, she buzzes behind Shadow and then turns into Silveera's form, with the same heat pattern and everything. "Hey!" She says. "Have you found that shape-shifting dragon girl yet? I just visited Angarav's (?) tent and found her blood on him. She most have been the one who killed him and started the whole battle!"

ooc: She didn't find her blood, for her blood was never there. Just so nobody is confused.

*i continue to walk to feshwa* you have made me very courious, i would like to ask you a few questions.

Feshwa made a small attempt to get up, but was overwhelmed by a mighty and deafening burst of pain. She stayed where she was, limp and afraid to move incase the rib punctured something valuable. She looked at Keeper and nodded slightly.

ok now that we have an understanding. first, where did you come from?

Though talking was difficult, Feshwa would need all the help she could get just to stand up and walk away from this horror. If talking would help her, she would talk. "I found myslef needing water, many many eons ago. I found the ocean. I stayed there.." She coughed, heaving up more blue blood which stained her torso. "Until fishermen caught me. I was a fish to escape... One was like me, a changer. He saw... saw me and kept me in a metal box. I had to help... them. Fight... for them... I'm here... now..." She took as deep a breath as possible, and shuddered.

who? who was the changer and why did he keep you?

"P- please..." Her breathing is short and quick now. "I didn't know. Could never... tell... which ones... They..." Each time she spoke her breath grew less and less. She reached down with a grunt and put a hand in the water, which seemed to steady her breathing slightly. "They wanted more... for a revolt... to kill the humans."

*looks down at her hand* ok, two more questions. what was that other changling wanting?

Feshwa simply looks away, and does not respond for a moment. Then, quietly, she says, "To ask me a question."

humph. ok last question. do you want to get out of here?

The calmness of keeper's questions allowed Feshwa to not be as terrified, and though her breaths were still shallow, they came slower, and were more controlled. "I can't," she said. As if the prove a point, at that moment she had to cough up another spatter of light teal blood.

why? whos stoping you?

"I can't... move."

*i look closely at feshwa* what do you mean? why cant you move?

"My rib's... broken and I can't... move... 's digging deeper."

*i step right up to feshwa and place a paw lightly on her broken rib* i sense that you are being tormented by that other changeling...shall we leave her presence?

Feshwa shudders at the touch. "Would you..." She glanced at the changer who had the appearance of Silveera. "Could you get me... out of here?" Hope had wormed its way past the the fear, and showed up even in her light voice.

ooc: Wow, I use 'shudder' waaaay too much! *looks for a thesaurus*

*as i ease my touch we instantly apear by a huge river, a long ways away from the camp and the little stream* your rib should be fine now. you can stand up and walk i think.

She touches her rib gingerly, and it feels fine. She gives a small smile, then begins to shrink and turn fully blue. When she stops, she is a long-scaled bright blue dragon with webbed toes, small wings, and a fin on the end of her tail. Arching her back, she stretches her wings and then thanks Keeper. "I am Feshwa, and this is my true form. I also have some questions for you. What is your name, and where are we? Can the other changer find us here?"

*i look at feshwa astonished* umm, nice form...that sounded weird. oh im klepter, we are at the southern end of the river you see next to you, and no, no one can find us unless they know the whole of Dragnix. *i change to my dragon form* and this is my true form. *my scales glisten in the low afternoon sun. i stretch my wings and look down at feshwa.* if your a water dragon, why couldnt you conjure up a pool of water eirlier?

Keirr'k laughs and pulls her arm back. Being a true shape shifter, she slips her bone back and changes to a snake, slithering up a tree, and then as a bat she dives down towards shadow, flipping to the side at the last second and aiming at his legs.

Feshwa looks at him curiously. "As I am a water dragon, how would I use my powers without water?"

if you are a water dragon, why didnt you have a vial of water?

Feshwa let out a short bark of laughter. "A vial is not enough. I never fully complied with them, but I could turn into shapes they could never dream of, and they needed me. Even if I had been alowed a vial, it would not have been anough to make even a single mouse appear." She looks at the river, and a rat comes out, soaking wet. It shakes the water off, but the ground stays dry. More rats come out and they dash between Feshwa and Klepter, though they make no sound, not even a squeek.

*looks at the rats with a hungry face* you think i should eat one? even though they look clearly like they are an illusion. ooc: i gotta go, my mom is telling me to get off. ic:

ooc: Bye! ic: Feshwa turns the rats into a sigle large one, and it walks its round body through Klepter, who feels nothing more than a cool mist as the solid-loking rat walks through him. "You cannot eat it, but it looks as though it can eat you. that is why I was not allowed much water."

ooc: Shadow: I want you to look back at the fight between Keirr'k and Yourself. How much did you control? Was I able to fight back at all? How many comments did this 'epic' battle last? How many extra powers or extra weapons did you give yourself to help yourself? These are all parts of godmoding.

ooc: Shadow, I'd like you to read my previous comment. And I'd like to show you something.

Feshwa becomes angry at the sudden appearance of Shadow and leaps upon him, pinning him to the ground. She makes a small incision in his neck before demaning him to go away. After a few mumbles he descides to go away, and Feshwa is happy again.

Where is the fun for you if I 1) attack you without letting you block 2) control your character and 3) not allow anything you want to have happen? We feel the same way when you control us and your characters. Please don't godmode. It removes the fun of roleplaying.

oh man sorry. but look at the comment list now. the darn thing just deleted my comment list from all day except this morning. oh well, i can try again. ic
sheaths arwen, as the creature is apparently gon, then looks back at silveera * how did you get here

Shadow, I'm not just asking you to remove your comments. I'm trying to help you and let you see what needs to be improved. <3 I think we've all come to dragnix to have fun, and when we roleplay correctly, it's a lot more fun. ^^ I'm not mad at you.

no really the page actually did remove my comments *mutters something about computer virus scan in progress gtg bye

ooc: Lovely, thank you so much! ^^ Thanks for letting us redo it. ic: Keirr'k smiles as Silveera. "I found a towel with the girl's blue blood on it in the king's tent. She must've been the one that killed the king and started the battle! I tried to find you as soon as I could, to make sure you were safe."

*still by the river* ok, i see how powerful some of that can be but its more of a diversion than anything, you know scare tactics. hey now that im hungry, do you see anything that could be food? after all that fighting and healing im kinda hungry. *i change back to my wolf form* Arnt you the least bit famished?

hmm. lets go find the others ok?

*I stop my dive and level out above the forest, the horde is so large that it keeps drowning out my 'magic sense', making it impossible for me to locate anyone, even my friends. With an irritated snort, my sclera and irises turn black and my pupils white as I acctivate my spirit sight. The world becomes colourless, with the souls of creatures showing up as colours, There is the silver-black and golden-yellow forms of Klepter and Shadow, as well as an unfamiliar green-blue form of another dragon. The dopplegangers horde shows up as writhing mass of dull greenish-yellow , spotted with various shades of grey of other dark creatures. A large green-yellow near Shadow catches my eye and a growl rumbles deep in my throat as I notice it in my own shape. I drop my spirit sight before it weakens me over much, and dive into the trees. Landing on all fours, I charge straight for the imposter, snarling savagely*

Feshwa nods. "Though the water gives me some strength and energy, my stomach remains empty. Watch, and I will show you how my powers can be great." She pulls a few large beasts from the river, all of them aquatic. With a smile, she and all the others dive into the river and can be seen swimming easily under the surface.

Keirr'k, standing right next to Shadow, jumps into him with great force and sends both of them rolling. As they are rolling, she turns into Shadow's form.

as we roll, i catch brief glimpses of where we are headed. toward the river full of quiss.instinctivly, i grab hold of a tree root and stop, rolling to my feet and i draw arwen, the blades elvish writing glowing white hot

Keirr'k Jumps away from Shadow, also holding a sword with glowing runes. Stumbling a bit, she pretends to panic and try to avoid him. "Help me! I can't hold her off on my own!"

ok, nice try, though you mayu have my form, you dont have my skill

Keirr'k feigns fear. "Y- your form? I can't be anything else, you're the imposter!" She runs up next to Silveera. "Please, you've got to help me!"

form, as in body shape. but if you are me, then you wont mind a duel. you dont have my skill, my memories, my powers... i could easily beat you

ooc: Part of her fighting tactic here requires Silvy to respond, so I'll be idle till she comes back on, kay? <3

see ya

The water predators swim easily through the water, and bigin to round up some salmon/trout/fish towards Feshwa, who has cloaked herself. Suddenly, when several of the fish are close to her, she shifts to an octopus form and grabs at a fish with each of her tentacles. She manages to grab five, and swims back to shore with her three free tentacles. When she is in a shallow eddie, she turns her top half into a woman's form. She has light blonde hair which ripples gracefully down her back. Her skin is even paler, almost a pearly white, and her eyes are the same bright blueish-green as her blood. With her hands, she grabs the fish from each tentacle and lays it on the ground. When she is holding no more fish, she turns into a full human form. Her toes are straight and thin, and she wears a light blue dress which flows around her legs silkily. Feshwa smile up at Klepter. "You hungry for fish?" She tucks a lock of hair behind her ear.

heheh, i could eat a horse...oh wait, i can. *i walk over to the shallow part of the river and take a bite at the closest fish. some blood squirts out the side and lands on my paw. with a mouth full of food* aww man, now i have to scrub that out before i can comb my fur *i finish the fish none the less and lay down looking at feshwa in an undeterminded glance.* does anyone ever call you emerald?

*I skid to a stop, faced by the two Shadows. I growl deeply as one of them runs towards me.* Stay back! Until I know which one of you is the real Shadow, I will trust neither!

Feshwa smiles. "No. I went by the name Jeik'tok." When she says the same, she lowers the pitch of her voice, though still speaks at the same volume. "It means..." She pauses for a moment, and looks down and to the side, as if trying to find the right words. "It means the bad one. Untrustworthy. It's not exactly 'traitor,' but one who is likely to betray." She smiles a bit. "I do not always wear blue or green." Standing up, she stretches her back. From her neck down, her form begins to change. Her torso becoms black with white spots on it, but solid black stretches down her arms. The ends of her sleeves have sharp ruffles of a bright golden yellow. Her top piece ends in a point, and then the same yellow spreads out in sharp ruffles, though each one is very wide. The bottom of her large skirt has a thick black band, and there are white spots in the black. Finished with her transforming, Feshwa says, "I based this one off of a butterfly."

Keirr'k nods. Standing as though she is on the same side as Silveera, but no closer than before, she turns to face Shadow. "Come and get me, you filth, and I will have my revenge, with or without my friend's help!"

is that why you changed your form? i still think that you keep it and take that name, and you are not who you are because of your name, your name is because of who you are. you can change this.

if you are me, which you arent, then you wouldnt mind a duel. or perhaps youd like to read the writing on the blade? the galifraen/elvish is currently known to only, say 1 person in current existence

Feshwa scowls slightly. "Do you think I chose to be called Jeik'tok? I am Feshwa, and always will be, no matter what my form. The changers who captured me called me Jeik'tok, and called me that no matter my form." She sits next to the river and dangles her toes in the water, though her head is still tunred to face Klepter.

Keirr'k glares at Shadow. "Of course you want me to read it first! Then you can feign your knowledge and say that you know it as well! As for a duel, I could best you easily." She takes her fake Arwn and dashes up to Shadow faster than humanly possible. Inches from his face, she shifts her own face just enough to show her usual features, and smiles maliciously. Reverting back to shadow's face, she jumps back a step and raises her sword.

*I have a sudden idea, I decide to ask a question only the real shadow could answer would know* Shadow, what are the names of each of our companion animals?

Nezzer, Flute, and Sitka catc doesnt have one * Dissarms Keirr'k and when the false Arwen falls to thee ground, the blade dissentigrates. holds arwen at keirr'k's throat. *as if you could beat me

ooc: One question. Shadow and Keeper, are you the same person? ic: Keirr'k shifts her body back to the woman she was originally, with her thin face and sharp red lips. She lifts her hands and, smiling all the while says, "You got me..." In mere seconds, her neck becomes super hard but flexible, and wraps around the blade. Her head shrinks slightly as her neck elongates, and her forked tongue shoots out and presses against shadow's neck, drawing two drops of blood and not slowing. Her smile has not faded.

Feshwa picks up a fish and, turning her finger into a small blade, punctures it. She lifts it up and begins to squeeze it, causing several drops of blood to drop into her mouth. She closes her eyes in a satisfied way. When the fish has had all its blood squeezed out, she tosses it into the river for others to feast on its dry flesh.

Ooc: heheh, to answer that, no, were not the same person, what would lead you to think that? but I do like to act as if I have two different personalities. Maybe your confusion lies at the fact that we live near each other and we sometimes act alike, kinda like brothers, to this it would be best to know that I am older than shadow. Just go to DA and look at our icons, we are both in it. Maybe shadow and I should post up a picture of the both of us just to help. IC: No matter, I said what I felt like rather than what I thought. No harm done? *I walk over and slip into the water almost silently. I change to my human/wolf form (in witch I'm still covered with fur)* shall we continue to move south or would this location Suffice? Even though we have talked for mere hours or so I feel like I have meet a long lost sister, I still yet sense fear and confusion about your recent dilemma, may I ask what has bothered you so? Ooc: I have been reading "the count of monte cristo" for school tomorrow...my English might sound a little old and might cleverly pop up here and there. I always loved the sound of old English when I say it.

ooc: Okay, I was just curious because you both came on at the same EXACT time this morning and both only posted one comment before both disappearing. ic: Feshwa licks off a bit of sray blood from her lips. (I edited my previous comment cuz I was bored) "Should you not be looking for your friends? Keirr'k, the one who was chasing me, is vicious and could best them easily. I am no longer hurt, and I can match her now that I have access to water." Her feet, dangling in the water, begin to swell slightly as tendrils of water snake up her legs and soon, she is a third larger than she was. "The one who likes to kill cannot best me so easily now.'