Here's to a brighter tomorrow.

[Spikes]

For years, two armies have fought, struggled and scrapped over all the land, supplies and workers they could have. Both kingdoms are at each other's necks at all times, trying to outsmart and outperform their rivalling armies.
Dark and Light, both forged in war, having it forced deep within their roots. Both see each other as a threat, and are always ready to lash back after an attack.
So deeply entrenched in war, that the general may as well be a king.
Both armies have upped the ante, both forming an elite brigade of mounted soldiers, specialised in their own means of fighting. The Dark Horse Brigade, and the Light Dragon Brigade, each composed of their land's greatest war specialists, and their strongest fighters.
Perhaps... Only with total conquest can peace be achieved.

Jazz's back~ right back atcha. With a thread. This is very loosely based off of both Tera and Guild Wars 2, mostly class and race wise. Aside from that, it's unrelated to those games.

Info:
-All Brigade units have mounts in which they utilise
-Reasonable mounts please. If you have a heavy unit such as a lancer or warrior, any mounts that would be able to fly should not due to armour/weapon weight
-Lance corporals and corporals take up two positions on the brigades (Technically)
-As a sidenote, please add what class your corporal or lance corporal is (Two spots will be taken for this character)
-Once generals are filled in, they will accept your position as corporal, not me, I will still be the one to accept your form, however
-Reasonable ages for an elite unit please~ No less than 18



Dark Army
-Amani (http://tera-cdn2.enmasse-game.com/datastore/images/2012/04/26/18/38/57/45/Amani_Wallpaper.jpg)
-Castanics (http://tera-cdn1.enmasse-game.com/datastore/images/2012/03/16/01/46/33/562/Castanic_wallpaper.jpg)
-Charrs (http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/118/f/1/guild_wars_2_charr_by_artfall-d3f3avz.jpg)
-High Elves (http://orig00.deviantart.net/2575/f/2011/073/3/f/tera_high_elf_male_wallpaper_by_rendermax-d3bmzm4.jpg)

Light Army
-Sylvari (https://d3b4yo2b5lbfy.cloudfront.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/sylvari-06.jpg)
-Popori (http://tera-cdn2.enmasse-game.com/datastore/images/2012/03/16/01/46/04/262/TERA_Popori_4.jpg)
-Humans (http://gw2101.gtm.guildwars2.com/global/includes/images/wallpapers/GuildWars2-13-1024x768.jpg)
-Barakas (http://tera-cdn2.enmasse-game.com/datastore/images/2012/04/26/19/06/05/640/Baraka_wallpaper.jpg)


Dark Army
Dark Horse Brigade
-General (Also Lance corporal): Thanos, High elf (Vanellen)
-Corporal: Ian, Castanic (Jazz)
-Bowman (Hunter): Open
-Swordsman (Warrior): Open
-Lancer: Thanos, High elf (Vanellen)
-Necromancer: Ian, Castanic (Jazz)
-Healer: Skylark, High elf (Trashy Sky)

Light Army
Light Dragon Brigade
-General (Lance corporal): Rose Iris, Human (Rosepet)
-Corporal: Alex, Human (InsertUserName)
-Bowman (Hunter): Aquilam Noctis, Human (MooTheBean)
-Swordsman (Warrior): Rose Iris, Human (Rosepet)
-Lancer: Alex, Human (InsertUserName)
-Elementalist: Open
-Healer: Nefari, Sylvari (Rivergold)

More will be added if we get enough people to join

Hunter: Use bow and arrows, and even knives in a pinch. Are accompanied by a pet who is not only their travel companion, but a useful ally in battle.
Warrior: A close combat unit who is a heavy hitter, and can specialise in any variety of two-handed weapons, ranging from swords, axes and even shotguns.
Lancer: Tanking unit that is heavily armoured, use lances and shields and can take quite a bit of damage.
Necromancer: Lack weapons but specialise in curses, life sapping and the reanimation of the dead.
Elementalist: Lack weapons but are proficient in harnessing the elements, able to use the powers of fire, water earth and air, specialising in one element over the others.
Healer: Lack weapons but are skillful in the use of healing magic, including the expelling of curses. Needs protection in battle.

Form:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race/Looks:
Personality: (Please don't put TBRP. I will accept short/simple descriptions)
Mount:
Rank and class:

Main element: (Elementalist only)
Pet: (Hunters only)

:bow: Have fun, cupcakes. :bow:

[Rivergold]

Name: Nefari
Age: 19
Gender: female
Race/Looks: Sylvari/ A thin girl with bluish-white hair, large green eyes and a shy look.
Personality: (Please don't put TBRP. I will accept short/simple descriptions) She can be on the shy side, but can also give someone a good tongue lashing if needed. She is always there to help her friends.
Mount: I apologize, but I do not understand what this means
Rank and class: Light dragon healer

[Spikes]

Name: Nefari
Age: 19
Gender: female
Race/Looks: Sylvari/ A thin girl with bluish-white hair, large green eyes and a shy look.
Personality: (Please don't put TBRP. I will accept short/simple descriptions) She can be on the shy side, but can also give someone a good tongue lashing if needed. She is always there to help her friends.
Mount: I apologize, but I do not understand what this means
Rank and class: Light dragon healer

Accepted, though by mount (And I just realised I forgot to add this) The light dragon brigade and dark horse brigade are all elite mounted units. Any reasonable mount will do.

[Rivergold]

Ok here's her mount then.

...Unless she can have a dragon?

[Vanellen]

Name: Thanos (An unfortunate cover-up name)
Age: 32 (aha, middle-agedness, here I come )
Gender: Male
Race/Looks: Thanos is a High Elf, though despite the common tall nature of High Elves, Thanos finds himself on the shorter side of the population. He maintains an elegant look as most Elves do, though maintains a few scars; one through his lip, and one slightly off to the side of his lips. He wears his hair like this (http://image.prntscr.com/image/2b110e7f185d425982eb548a08469a2e.png) if it doesn't fall back into place, of course. His eyes are a dark steelish/greyish blue.
Personality: Despite his elegant stance, he is no doubt an elf who easily contradicts his exterior looks. He's cold, reserved and tends to be rather informal. It's no easy feat to understand if he cares about another or not, but more often or not it's his emotional disconnection that makes him seem so disinterested in many things. He's not one to take death lightly, but he has taught himself to bottle many, many things up.
He'd ought to break soon.
Mount: Boreas is here! He won't fly much at all tbh so ... https://static.enmasse.com/store/tera/20160516-Flying_Mounts/Brown.png
Rank and class: Dark Horse Brigade General, Lancer

[Spikes]

https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/1a/6e/85/1a6e85acd3de40ef16b50c58b5f2d186.jpg
Ok here's her mount then.

...Unless she can have a dragon?
By reasonable mount, the boundaries can be stretched for this, as this is still mythical. She's allowed to have a dragon, yes ^^

[Spikes]

Name: Thanos (An unfortunate cover-up name)
Age: 32 (aha, middle-agedness, here I come )
Gender: Male
Race/Looks: Thanos is a High Elf, though despite the common tall nature of High Elves, Thanos finds himself on the shorter side of the population. He maintains an elegant look as most Elves do, though maintains a few scars; one through his lip, and one slightly off to the side of his lips. He wears his hair like this (http://image.prntscr.com/image/2b110e7f185d425982eb548a08469a2e.png) if it doesn't fall back into place, of course. His eyes are a dark steelish/greyish blue.
Personality: Despite his elegant stance, he is no doubt an elf who easily contradicts his exterior looks. He's cold, reserved and tends to be rather informal. It's no easy feat to understand if he cares about another or not, but more often or not it's his emotional disconnection that makes him seem so disinterested in many things. He's not one to take death lightly, but he has taught himself to bottle many, many things up.
He'd ought to break soon.
Mount: Boreas is here! He won't fly much at all tbh so ... https://static.enmasse.com/store/tera/20160516-Flying_Mounts/Brown.png
Rank and class: Dark Horse Brigade General, Lancer
Accepted~ Ah, Boreas.

[Rivergold]

Hm...I'm stuck between these two:

[Spikes]

Hm...I'm stuck between these two:

http://img15.deviantart.net/8e66/i/2008/296/8/c/silver_dragon_by_thedragonalchemist.jpg

https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/e2/11/fc/e211fc085a3068f80f31d6140a7880c5.jpg
Your choice.

[Rivergold]

The first one is her mount.

[Spikes]

The first one is her mount. THis. (http://img15.deviantart.net/8e66/i/2...nalchemist.jpg)
Alright, first one it is

[Spikes]

Form:

Name:
Ian
Age:
25
Gender:
Male
Race/Looks:
Castanic, here (http://imgur.com/SUwVU1L) and here (http://imgur.com/GXnPtfg)
Personality:
Hot-headed and easily excitable, he's got quite a lot of energy to burn, even off of the battlefield. Most of the time it's wasted on pushing his comrades over the edge, or spending some time flirting. Likes to mess around with the lance corporal a BIT too much. (Or likes the lance corporal a bit too much.)
Mount:
Here (http://imgur.com/ie9Fcsj)
Rank and class:
Accept me as corporal, lance-corporal? ;) Vanellen / Necromancer

[Vanellen]

Form:

Name:
Ian
Age:
25
Gender:
Male
Race/Looks:
Castanic, here (http://imgur.com/SUwVU1L) and here (http://imgur.com/GXnPtfg)
Personality:
Hot-headed and easily excitable, he's got quite a lot of energy to burn, even off of the battlefield. Most of the time it's wasted on pushing his comrades over the edge, or spending some time flirting. Likes to mess around with the lance corporal a BIT too much. (Or likes the lance corporal a bit too much.)
Mount:
Here (http://imgur.com/ie9Fcsj)
Rank and class:
Accept me as corporal, lance-corporal? ;) Vanellen / Necromancer
sure daddy~~~~~~~ work with me homie

[Spikes]

sure daddy~~~~~~~ work with me homie
Yup :backhug: BRO

[¤Insert_User_Name¤]

Name: Alex Byrne
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race/Looks: Humans / Bop (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/a6/4a/3e/a64a3eaa4508e9b043f5918a883e2526.jpg)
Personality: Alex takes his rank as corporal pretty seriously, and will punish others if they defy his orders. But sometimes, his personality before he was in the army will show, usually to people he knows well. It does not usually last long though, usually a quick smile or cracking a small joke. But his personality before he joined is still there, waiting for someone to find it.
Mount: Basilisk (http://www.aidedd.org/dnd/images/basilisk.jpg).
Rank and class: Light Dragon Brigade Corporal / Lancer

[Mayflower]

Form:

Name:
Aquilam Noctis
Age:
19
Gender:
female
Race/Looks:
Aquilam (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/e4/7c/17/e47c178d697bab5af9b7fa0da3954fda.jpg)
Personality: (Please don't put TBRP. I will accept short/simple descriptions)
She is very devoted to her hunting. She rarely goofs around and can come off as cold. Though she is rather new to having friends, the ones she does have know she is a very generous person, however quiet she is.
Mount:
Boop (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/3c/66/0b/3c660b309e1c5dc575c5b78ca089ae7b.jpg) Boop 2 (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/10/f6/b3/10f6b3c6fb5d3e961814dd48545144f9.jpg)
His name is Aurum and he is her main hunting horse. His dapples help him blend in to the forest they hunt in.
Rank and class:
Light Dragon Brigade Bowsman/Hunter
Main element: (Elementalist only)
Nope
Pet: (Hunters only)
Boop (http://www.ukazkydravcu.cz/dravci/Sokol%20loveck%C3%BD%20-%20k%C5%99%C3%AD%C5%BEen%C3%BD%20s%20rarohem/slides/Snow%20detail%20hlavy.JPG)
Her name is Argentum. She locates prey for Aquilam and sometimes catches it on her own.
Other:
Aquilam Noctis means The Eagle Night
Aurum means Gold
Argentum means Silver

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Name: Alex Byrne
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race/Looks: Humans / Bop (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/a6/4a/3e/a64a3eaa4508e9b043f5918a883e2526.jpg)
Personality: Alex takes his rank as corporal pretty seriously, and will punish others if they defy his orders. But sometimes, his personality before he was in the army will show, usually to people he knows well. It does not usually last long though, usually a quick smile or cracking a small joke. But his personality before he joined is still there, waiting for someone to find it.
Mount: Possibly Basilisk (http://www.aidedd.org/dnd/images/basilisk.jpg) or Dragon (https://images4.alphacoders.com/140/14066.png).
Rank and class: Light Dragon Brigade Corporal / Lancer
Accepted! I would suggest basilisk for a lancer. I'll put you as the pending corporal.

[Spikes]

Form:

Name:
Aquilam Noctis
Age:
19
Gender:
female
Race/Looks:
Aquilam (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/e4/7c/17/e47c178d697bab5af9b7fa0da3954fda.jpg)
Personality: (Please don't put TBRP. I will accept short/simple descriptions)
She is very devoted to her hunting. She rarely goofs around and can come off as cold. Though she is rather new to having friends, the ones she does have know she is a very generous person, however quiet she is.
Mount:
Boop (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/3c/66/0b/3c660b309e1c5dc575c5b78ca089ae7b.jpg) Boop 2 (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/10/f6/b3/10f6b3c6fb5d3e961814dd48545144f9.jpg)
His name is Aurum and he is her main hunting horse. His dapples help him blend in to the forest they hunt in.
Rank and class:
Light Dragon Brigade Bowsman/Hunter
Main element: (Elementalist only)
Nope
Pet: (Hunters only)
Boop (http://www.ukazkydravcu.cz/dravci/Sokol%20loveck%C3%BD%20-%20k%C5%99%C3%AD%C5%BEen%C3%BD%20s%20rarohem/slides/Snow%20detail%20hlavy.JPG)
Her name is Argentum. She locates prey for Aquilam and sometimes catches it on her own.
Other:
Aquilam Noctis means The Eagle Night
Aurum means Gold
Argentum means Silver
Accepted! I'll put her down as a human, though correct me if I'm wrong.

[|+sari+|]

For years, two armies have fought, struggled and scrapped over all the land, supplies and workers they could have. Both kingdoms are at each other's necks at all times, trying to outsmart and outperform their rivalling armies.
Dark and Light, both forged in war, having it forced deep within their roots. Both see each other as a threat, and are always ready to lash back after an attack.
So deeply entrenched in war, that the general may as well be a king.
Both armies have upped the ante, both forming an elite brigade of mounted soldiers, specialised in their own means of fighting. The Dark Horse Brigade, and the Light Dragon Brigade, each composed of their land's greatest war specialists, and their strongest fighters.
Perhaps... Only with total conquest can peace be achieved.

Jazz's back~ right back atcha. With a thread. This is very loosely based off of both Tera and Guild Wars 2, mostly class and race wise. Aside from that, it's unrelated to those games.

Info:
-All Brigade units have mounts in which they utilise
-Reasonable mounts please. If you have a heavy unit such as a lancer or warrior, any mounts that would be able to fly should not due to armour/weapon weight
-Lance corporals and corporals take up two positions on the brigades (Technically)
-As a sidenote, please add what class your corporal or lance corporal is (Two spots will be taken for this character)
-Once generals are filled in, they will accept your position as corporal, not me, I will still be the one to accept your form, however
-Reasonable ages for an elite unit please~ No less than 18



Dark Army
-Amani (http://tera-cdn2.enmasse-game.com/datastore/images/2012/04/26/18/38/57/45/Amani_Wallpaper.jpg)
-Castanics (http://tera-cdn1.enmasse-game.com/datastore/images/2012/03/16/01/46/33/562/Castanic_wallpaper.jpg)
-Charrs (http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/118/f/1/guild_wars_2_charr_by_artfall-d3f3avz.jpg)
-High Elves (http://orig00.deviantart.net/2575/f/2011/073/3/f/tera_high_elf_male_wallpaper_by_rendermax-d3bmzm4.jpg)

Light Army
-Sylvari (https://d3b4yo2b5lbfy.cloudfront.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/sylvari-06.jpg)
-Popori (http://tera-cdn2.enmasse-game.com/datastore/images/2012/03/16/01/46/04/262/TERA_Popori_4.jpg)
-Humans (http://gw2101.gtm.guildwars2.com/global/includes/images/wallpapers/GuildWars2-13-1024x768.jpg)
-Barakas (http://tera-cdn2.enmasse-game.com/datastore/images/2012/04/26/19/06/05/640/Baraka_wallpaper.jpg)


Dark Army
Dark Horse Brigade
-General (Also Lance corporal): Thanos, High elf (Vanellen)
-Corporal: Ian, Castanic (Jazz)
-Bowman (Hunter): Open
-Swordsman (Warrior): Open
-Lancer: Thanos, High elf (Vanellen)
-Necromancer: Ian, Castanic (Jazz)
-Healer: Open

Light Army
Light Dragon Brigade
-General (Lance corporal): Open
-Corporal: PENDING Alex, Human (InsertUserName)
-Bowman (Hunter): Aquilam Noctis, Human (MooTheBean)
-Swordsman (Warrior): Open
-Lancer: Alex, Human (InsertUserName)
-Elementalist: Open
-Healer: Nefari, Sylvari (Rivergold)

More will be added if we get enough people to join

Hunter: Use bow and arrows, and even knives in a pinch. Are accompanied by a pet who is not only their travel companion, but a useful ally in battle.
Warrior: A close combat unit who is a heavy hitter, and can specialise in any variety of two-handed weapons, ranging from swords, axes and even shotguns.
Lancer: Tanking unit that is heavily armoured, use lances and shields and can take quite a bit of damage.
Necromancer: Lack weapons but specialise in curses, life sapping and the reanimation of the dead.
Elementalist: Lack weapons but are proficient in harnessing the elements, able to use the powers of fire, water earth and air, specialising in one element over the others.
Healer: Lack weapons but are skillful in the use of healing magic, including the expelling of curses. Needs protection in battle.

Form:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race/Looks:
Personality: (Please don't put TBRP. I will accept short/simple descriptions)
Mount:
Rank and class:

Main element: (Elementalist only)
Pet: (Hunters only)

:bow: Have fun, cupcakes. :bow:

Name: Rose Iris
Age: 20
Gender: F
Race/Looks: Light Army/ Rowr (https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-40WVCM7J82Y/UkfN5IW7SZI/AAAAAAAAApU/wnzMDuiCGRA/w506-h750/gothic-anime-girl-beautiful-beauty-black-hair-free-1338223.jpg)
Persona: is very serious about her job, but when she is around her friends, she is flirty, funny, and smart. She is a great fighter, and is a master at using her weapons.
Mount: Growl (http://www.amazingwallpaperz.com/wp-content/uploads/Black-Dragon-Full-HD-Wallpapers.png)
Rank/Class: General / Warrior
Other: . She always carries a shotgun and sword in seaths on her hip and across her chest if the need arises. But be warned; she is a master of these weapons :3

Am I Accepted? ))

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Name: Rose Iris
Age: 20
Gender: F
Race/Looks: Light Army/ Rowr (https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-40WVCM7J82Y/UkfN5IW7SZI/AAAAAAAAApU/wnzMDuiCGRA/w506-h750/gothic-anime-girl-beautiful-beauty-black-hair-free-1338223.jpg)
Persona: is very serious about her job, but when she is around her friends, she is flirty, funny, and smart. She is a great fighter, but does not beleive in using weapons.
Mount: Growl (http://www.amazingwallpaperz.com/wp-content/uploads/Black-Dragon-Full-HD-Wallpapers.png)
Rank/Class: General / Warrior
Other: doesn't like to use manmade weapons; prefers to use the deadly black and purple fire of her dragon instead. But she always carries a shotgun and dagger in seaths on her hip if the need arises. But be warned; she is a master of these weapons :3

Am I Accepted? ))
Keep in mind warriors are inept with smaller weapons, and are mainly about their skills with heavier weaponry. I'm assuming this dragon cannot fly due to her weaponry, and I'd prefer if mounts weren't weapons as well. Shotgun and mount are otherwise accepted.
Light Army isn't a race, but I'm guessing you mean human?
Just a few tweaks to your form and you'll be accepted!

[¤Insert_User_Name¤]

Accepted! I would suggest basilisk for a lancer. I'll put you as the pending corporal.
( Okay! It's edited. Thanks you! ^^ )

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( Okay! It's edited. Thanks you! ^^ )
Aight ^^ No prob

[|+sari+|]

Keep in mind warriors are inept with smaller weapons, and are mainly about their skills with heavier weaponry. I'm assuming this dragon cannot fly due to her weaponry, and I'd prefer if mounts weren't weapons as well. Shotgun and mount are otherwise accepted.
Light Army isn't a race, but I'm guessing you mean human?
Just a few tweaks to your form and you'll be accepted!

Kk, I'll go ahead and Edit it :3

[|+sari+|]

Name: Rose Iris
Age: 20
Gender: F
Race/Looks: Light Army/ Rowr (https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-40WVCM7J82Y/UkfN5IW7SZI/AAAAAAAAApU/wnzMDuiCGRA/w506-h750/gothic-anime-girl-beautiful-beauty-black-hair-free-1338223.jpg)
Persona: is very serious about her job, but when she is around her friends, she is flirty, funny, and smart. She is a great fighter, and is a master at using her weapons.
Mount: Growl (http://www.amazingwallpaperz.com/wp-content/uploads/Black-Dragon-Full-HD-Wallpapers.png)
Rank/Class: General / Warrior
Other: . She always carries a shotgun and sword in seaths on her hip and across her chest if the need arises. But be warned; she is a master of these weapons :3

Am I Accepted? ))
Keep in mind warriors are inept with smaller weapons, and are mainly about their skills with heavier weaponry. I'm assuming this dragon cannot fly due to her weaponry, and I'd prefer if mounts weren't weapons as well. Shotgun and mount are otherwise accepted.
Light Army isn't a race, but I'm guessing you mean human?
Just a few tweaks to your form and you'll be accepted!
Kk, I'll go ahead and Edit it :3

Okay, fixed! Is it okay if she allows her dragon to fly during her free time, since she is not riding him and her weapons aren't making her heavy? I just can't imagine a dragon that never flies XD))

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Okay, fixed! Is it okay if she allows her dragon to fly during her free time, since she is not riding him and her weapons aren't making her heavy? I just can't imagine a dragon that never flies XD))
The dragon can still fly, of course! Just as long as she's not riding it with her weapons, armour, etc. Accepted as General/Lance Corporal, otherwise! Here's Insert's form to consider for your corporal :3
Name: Alex Byrne
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race/Looks: Humans / Bop
Personality: Alex takes his rank as corporal pretty seriously, and will punish others if they defy his orders. But sometimes, his personality before he was in the army will show, usually to people he knows well. It does not usually last long though, usually a quick smile or cracking a small joke. But his personality before he joined is still there, waiting for someone to find it.
Mount: Possibly Basilisk or Dragon.
Rank and class: Light Dragon Brigade Corporal / Lancer

[|+sari+|]

The dragon can still fly, of course! Just as long as she's not riding it with her weapons, armour, etc. Accepted as General/Lance Corporal, otherwise! Here's Insert's form to consider for your corporal :3
Name: Alex Byrne
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race/Looks: Humans / Bop
Personality: Alex takes his rank as corporal pretty seriously, and will punish others if they defy his orders. But sometimes, his personality before he was in the army will show, usually to people he knows well. It does not usually last long though, usually a quick smile or cracking a small joke. But his personality before he joined is still there, waiting for someone to find it.
Mount: Possibly Basilisk or Dragon.
Rank and class: Light Dragon Brigade Corporal / Lancer


Hmm... consider it tis! X3
Yeah, sure. I'll take him as my Corporal. :3

Hey, ¤Insert_User_Name¤ , since they will be working together, how bout Alex x Rose? But she might be bossing and ordering him around, tho. She'll be like: "Underling! Obey my orders! You may be powerful, but I am more powerful!" X3 ))

[Spikes]

Hmm... consider it tis! X3
Yeah, sure. I'll take him as my Corporal. :3

Hey, ¤Insert_User_Name¤ , since they will be working together, how bout Alex x Rose? But she might be bossing and ordering him around, tho. She'll be like: "Underling! Obey my orders! You may be powerful, but I am more powerful!" X3 ))
So both armies are doing lance corporal x corporal? Lmao what an outcome XD

[|+sari+|]

So both armies are doing lance corporal x corporal? Lmao what an outcome XD

Lmaooo X3

Yesh, what an outcome it tis :3))

[Rivergold]

(.....Since Nefari Is a healer, Could her dragon be her "weapon?" As in fighting instead of her, firing on anyting that gets too close.... scratch weapon, could he just be seriously overprotective?)

[¤Insert_User_Name¤]

Hmm... consider it tis! X3
Yeah, sure. I'll take him as my Corporal. :3

Hey, ¤Insert_User_Name¤ , since they will be working together, how bout Alex x Rose? But she might be bossing and ordering him around, tho. She'll be like: "Underling! Obey my orders! You may be powerful, but I am more powerful!" X3 ))
( Yaaaaay! X3 And sure! Alex will be like, "Fine, O Great One..." But later in the RP he'll start to realize he has feelings for Rose or something. Idk. XD )

[Spikes]

(.....Since Nefari Is a healer, Could her dragon be her "weapon?" As in fighting instead of her, firing on anyting that gets too close.... scratch weapon, could he just be seriously overprotective?)
In a healer situation I'd recommend the whole brigade stepping in to protect them, though if she were to get cornered somehow without the team, I could allow some form of defence. Not something like a breath power though, but biting and clawing is ok.

[Rivergold]

In a healer situation I'd recommend the whole brigade stepping in to protect them, though if she were to get cornered somehow without the team, I could allow some form of defence. Not something like a breath power though, but biting and clawing is ok.
ok. Although I kinda mean as a 24/7 thing of him being super overprotective of her.

[Spikes]

ok. Although I kinda mean as a 24/7 thing of him being super overprotective of her.
That's allowed. Mount behaviour is up to you ^^

[Trashy Sky]

Name: Skylark
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Race/Looks: High Elf, Skylark has a tan complexion with a few freckles covering his skin and a few scars here and there. His hair is naturally a dark brown but his eyes are dark, deep, brown. He's not very big, being around 5'3" and weighing about 120 pounds. An odd thing for being small though, is that his pointed ears seem to be pretty big; like, a bit too big at this point. Even though his body is small and slightly frail, his face seems to show a depressed look at almost all times. Even though that, he looks terribly exhausted about 24/7. His eyes are always half lidded and dark circles stay under them.
Personality: well i don't have time to write this rn so it's a wip unless you just want to accept him because it's the same skylark personality it always is tbh
Mount: i've got a few ideas but any recommendations for what a healer mount would be?
Rank and Class: Dark Horse Brigade, Healer

[Spikes]

Name: Skylark
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Race/Looks: High Elf, Skylark has a tan complexion with a few freckles covering his skin and a few scars here and there. His hair is naturally a dark brown but his eyes are dark, deep, brown. He's not very big, being around 5'3" and weighing about 120 pounds. An odd thing for being small though, is that his pointed ears seem to be pretty big; like, a bit too big at this point. Even though his body is small and slightly frail, his face seems to show a depressed look at almost all times. Even though that, he looks terribly exhausted about 24/7. His eyes are always half lidded and dark circles stay under them.
Personality: well i don't have time to write this rn so it's a wip unless you just want to accept him because it's the same skylark personality it always is tbh
Mount: i've got a few ideas but any recommendations for what a healer mount would be?
Rank and Class: Dark Horse Brigade, Healer
Eyyy Trashy! Yeah I know Sky, don't worry bout his perso. As for a healer mount... Maybe something that flies? More mobility n stuff. Possibly a pegasus or something along the lines of that ^^

[Rivergold]

That's allowed. Mount behaviour is up to you ^^
He's gonna be the only one with an actual personality XD)

[Trashy Sky]

Eyyy Trashy! Yeah I know Sky, don't worry bout his perso. As for a healer mount... Maybe something that flies? More mobility n stuff. Possibly a pegasus or something along the lines of that ^^
aaa a flying mount
i'll give skylark a Roc (http://inkwellideas.com/fate_creatures/images/roc__jacqui_davis.png) then hah
jus a big bird

[Spikes]

aaa a flying mount
i'll give skylark a Roc (http://inkwellideas.com/fate_creatures/images/roc__jacqui_davis.png) then hah
jus a big bird
Sure ^^ All sorted

[Vanellen]

Tfw army is mostly high elves

[Spikes]

Tfw army is composed of gays

[Trashy Sky]

petition to change the dark horse brigade's name to really gay brigade 2017

[Spikes]

petition to change the dark horse brigade's name to really gay brigade 2017
The gay elf brigade that has.. one castanic

[Trashy Sky]

The gay elf brigade that has.. one castanic
its ok, he's the gem of the gay elf brigade

[Rivergold]

This is hilarious XD

[Spikes]

its ok, he's the gem of the gay elf brigade
He's the gay not elf gem of the gay elf gay brigayde

[Trashy Sky]

He's the gay not elf gem of the gay elf gay brigayde
g
a
y

[Vanellen]

Typical Sign-Up process for the Dark Horse Brigade

"Hello do you wish to join?"
'Yes'
"Are you gay?"
'Uh... why are you asking?'
"ANSWER THE QUESTION."
'UH. YES.'
"Welcome. Here's your cape or whatever. Watch out for the short high elves."

[|+sari+|]

(.....Since Nefari Is a healer, Could her dragon be her "weapon?" As in fighting instead of her, firing on anyting that gets too close.... scratch weapon, could he just be seriously overprotective?)
( Yaaaaay! X3 And sure! Alex will be like, "Fine, O Great One..." But later in the RP he'll start to realize he has feelings for Rose or something. Idk. XD )
He's gonna be the only one with an actual personality XD)

Rivergold You can't be the one to decide that. I could just as easily make my own dragon have a personality as you or anybody else can :c

¤Insert_User_Name¤ Yeah! And as she continues like: "Don't say fine! You say Yes Ma'am!" she will soon see she has a bit of a liking for him, then fals in love or something like that X3 ))

[Rivergold]

@Rivergold (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=177) You can't be the one to decide that. I could just as easily make my own dragon have a personality as you or anybody else can :c

@¤Insert_User_Name¤ (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=141) Yeah! And as she continues like: "Don't say fine! You say Yes Ma'am!" she will soon see she has a bit of a liking for him, then fals in love or something like that X3 ))
I know that! I meant so far.

[|+sari+|]

I know that! I meant so far.

Oh, ok. I get it now. Sry, I just assumed you meant you thought you could be the only one with a dragon with a personality. I just thought you were being unfair, that's all. I am very sensitive, as you can tell. Still friends? *holds out hand*

[¤Insert_User_Name¤]

Rivergold You can't be the one to decide that. I could just as easily make my own dragon have a personality as you or anybody else can :c

¤Insert_User_Name¤ Yeah! And as she continues like: "Don't say fine! You say Yes Ma'am!" she will soon see she has a bit of a liking for him, then fals in love or something like that X3 ))
( X3 Alex is gonna get a bit angry with her ordering him around like that. XD )

[Spikes]

Lmao we still need a few more members for the "gay" brigade

[Trashy Sky]

please join the dark horse brigayde

[Spikes]

Maybe we scared the others away from joining with all the... Gay high elves
And the one gay castanic

[Rivergold]

Oh, ok. I get it now. Sry, I just assumed you meant you thought you could be the only one with a dragon with a personality. I just thought you were being unfair, that's all. I am very sensitive, as you can tell. Still friends? *holds out hand* Pff! As if you need to ask. *purrs*

[Mayflower]

Accepted! I'll put her down as a human, though correct me if I'm wrong.
Yep! She's human!

[¤Insert_User_Name¤]

( When can we start? Srry. I'm impatient. XD )

[Rivergold]

Yuuus PLS

[Spikes]

( When can we start? Srry. I'm impatient. XD )
Yuuus PLS
(Kinda hard to say, tbh. XD I'm guessing in a few days time because I'll be stuck on mobile for a while, so hang in there! I'll mention everyone once we start)

[¤Insert_User_Name¤]

(Kinda hard to say, tbh. XD I'm guessing in a few days time because I'll be stuck on mobile for a while, so hang in there! I'll mention everyone once we start)
( Yasss! Thank you! ^^ )

[Rivergold]

...meep?)

[Spikes]

(Thread ain't dead, guys. Still stuck on mobile for the time being ^^; )

[Rivergold]

*sits patiently in a corner*

[Spikes]

( Vanellen Trashy Sky Rivergold RosePet123 ¤Insert_User_Name¤ MootheBean Time to start, all c; Sorry for the wait! There are still some open positions to take up if anyone else is interested. )
Bored as usual, Ian made his way through the barracks, looking for someone else to mess around with. Unfortunately, it seemed as if all the other soldiers were busy. Did they have to have extra training or something? Strange... They weren't as high up as the brigade was, yet they spent a lot of their time trying to get up to that level. He guessed they needed someone to replace one of the brigade's lost units. Like they'd lose many, anyway...
The general was never open. Well, at least suspiciously enough to Ian only. He was always "too busy" or had "important" things to do. More important than talking to him? Ridiculous. He forced his nonsense onto his lance corporal, anyway. He wasn't slipping out of a conversation too easily today. With a knock on the general's door, he called through to the man. "Thanos... Open up. We never get the time to talk..."

[Vanellen]

( Vanellen Trashy Sky Rivergold RosePet123 ¤Insert_User_Name¤ MootheBean Time to start, all c; Sorry for the wait! There are still some open positions to take up if anyone else is interested. )
Bored as usual, Ian made his way through the barracks, looking for someone else to mess around with. Unfortunately, it seemed as if all the other soldiers were busy. Did they have to have extra training or something? Strange... They weren't as high up as the brigade was, yet they spent a lot of their time trying to get up to that level. He guessed they needed someone to replace one of the brigade's lost units. Like they'd lose many, anyway...
The general was never open. Well, at least suspiciously enough to Ian only. He was always "too busy" or had "important" things to do. More important than talking to him? Ridiculous. He forced his nonsense onto his lance corporal, anyway. He wasn't slipping out of a conversation too easily today. With a knock on the general's door, he called through to the man. "Thanos... Open up. We never get the time to talk..."
The scratching of the tip of an inked feather stalk filled the air as Thanos assumed his daily round of general non-physical work. As dreadful as it was, it had to be done sometime every day. A certain downfall to his position, of course, but he knew taking on this position was worth the 'hardships'. War was enthralling, and being a leader in one was enough to throw a man into the deepest realms of both absolute horror and absolute bliss. The land they maintained was impressive, and looking upon maps of even the smallest dominated territories was really the best pay off one could receive; a successful and determined army.
Thanos had only just been examining documents and journals submitted about new areas that the opposing army, the Light Dragon Brigade, were protecting. They always managed to have such lush lands within their possession, and the very idea of it made Thanos scoff. What use were those plants and animals if they couldn't adapt to tough surroundings? What value could you find in land that needed to be aided by something other than itself? Though, harvest was aplenty...
Within a moment, he snapped out of his ponderous state, his lids lowering with disapproval as he heard an all too familiar voice sound through the door. Again? He sighed deeply, placing his quill down as he looked to the door. "We never have time to talk because we have jobs we're supposed to be doing, Ian." he called back simply. In this moment he tried to remain somewhat pleasant for the sake of the other finally taking a hint, but he somehow doubted Ian was the type to 'take a hint' anytime soon. How bothersome Ian's job was right by his own.

[Spikes]

"Oh, you're in? It's so quiet in there... I thought you were dead." he chuckled softly, opening the door and making his own way in. He had no problems with pushing his way into everyone else's business... It was pretty much his job, now. He closed the door behind himself, slowly, as if he didn't want to disturb anyone. Well, he didn't want anyone to disturb them at the moment.
"You shouldn't just shut me out, you know... I'm your corporal, and you should treat me like it." making his way over to the general's desk, he rested his hands on it, leaning forward and looking down to see what he was working on... "You don't even want me to help you out? Harsh." Of course, this was just a joke. Thanos already knew of his work ethic, which was sub-par. What could he say? Written work was too boring to ever complete. At least he could always fight things out in the end. His work was to keep the general entertained, anyway. Or to keep him busy in some sense. It was what he'd always done, and he was still the corporal, wasn't he?
( Vanellen )

[Rivergold]

YAYYY!!! *forgot my charrie's name momentarily*)
Nefari Walked towards her tent, trying to ignore the dragon's head that hovered only a few inches above her own. "Hecanth, I highly doubt that I will be harmed in my own camp." The dragon growled low but didn't move. She sighed and continued to her tent, then inside, hearing Hecanth curl protectively around her tent.

[Vanellen]

"Oh, you're in? It's so quiet in there... I thought you were dead." he chuckled softly, opening the door and making his own way in. He had no problems with pushing his way into everyone else's business... It was pretty much his job, now. He closed the door behind himself, slowly, as if he didn't want to disturb anyone. Well, he didn't want anyone to disturb them at the moment.
"You shouldn't just shut me out, you know... I'm your corporal, and you should treat me like it." making his way over to the general's desk, he rested his hands on it, leaning forward and looking down to see what he was working on... "You don't even want me to help you out? Harsh." Of course, this was just a joke. Thanos already knew of his work ethic, which was sub-par. What could he say? Written work was too boring to ever complete. At least he could always fight things out in the end. His work was to keep the general entertained, anyway. Or to keep him busy in some sense. It was what he'd always done, and he was still the corporal, wasn't he?
( Vanellen )
Thanos' face gradually welcomed the creases of displeasure, as almost always his 'partner in work', Ian, would make a habit of, well... being a pain in Thanos' backside, to put it nicely. As he watched the other stroll in, a faint grumble escaped his lips, and suddenly he wished he never said anything to the horned man when he knocked. Worse enough he took his words as an invitation to invade in the only private space he had away from the other. What was the purpose of this room anymore? May as well sleep on the other's back from now on.
Eyes glared at the other as he leant over the table, poking his nose into his current work, lines clearly unfinished and quill slowly dripping ink onto the table as though it was in pure agony from not being used in the moment. In a way, Thanos could relate to such agony, though it wasn't as much as not working than as not wanting to deal with Ian's... issues.
Though as the other spoke, he couldn't help but let out another long, exasperated sigh. "I wish you were as keen to do this work as you are keen to annoy me whilst I'm trying to do it." He grumbled, putting his head in his hand. "However, if your horns have any use other than to be dragged around, let me know. I'll consider it battle strategy," he spoke once more, now speaking as though he were rolling his words on the end of his tongue, though this was far from a playful act.

[Spikes]

"Don't get too excited." he rolled his eyes, his tone sarcastic. He took a seat on the table, making himself comfortable, as usual. What a shame it was that Thanos was annoyed by him. It only meant Ian was going to visit him more. Already bored of the work he was observing, he looked around the room, eyebrows raised slightly. If only his could be like that... he quickly glanced back down at the work, sighing and kicking his legs out of boredom. "Always working. You don't ever want to talk to me..." he ignored the man's words, shifting closer and pulling his legs up onto the table as well. "I know you like me, deep down. You never would've appointed me, otherwise. Are you nervous, or something?" resting his hands on the man's cheeks, he turned his face towards his, staring at him. "Unless you have another explanation." he smirked, eyes glinting with the usual hint of mischief that showed whenever he was about to cause more trouble.
( Vanellen )

[Vanellen]

"Don't get too excited." he rolled his eyes, his tone sarcastic. He took a seat on the table, making himself comfortable, as usual. What a shame it was that Thanos was annoyed by him. It only meant Ian was going to visit him more. Already bored of the work he was observing, he looked around the room, eyebrows raised slightly. If only his could be like that... he quickly glanced back down at the work, sighing and kicking his legs out of boredom. "Always working. You don't ever want to talk to me..." he ignored the man's words, shifting closer and pulling his legs up onto the table as well. "I know you like me, deep down. You never would've appointed me, otherwise. Are you nervous, or something?" resting his hands on the man's cheeks, he turned his face towards his, staring at him. "Unless you have another explanation." he smirked, eyes glinting with the usual hint of mischief that showed whenever he was about to cause more trouble.
( Vanellen )
Ignoring the other's sarcasm, Thanos looked back down at his work. He'd been deciding methods of attack, whether the approach should be sudden; from the shadows, or bold; outright declaring battle. With the landscapes offered, both options were well justified, yet the typography wasn't well evaluated in a certain area, and the journal notes didn't say much about it either-
Damn it. He's on the desk. He looked at the other, eyes still burning with his displeasure. He kept silent as the other talked, holding himself back from basically sweeping the other off the desk and continuing to work, though now with the addition of the other's rather long legs upon his clean -- or what used to be clean -- desk, he now knew the corporal intended to stay on the desk. After another stupid comment, he looked back down at his work, though... not for long.
As his head was pulled back up from his work, he snarled. Those hands upon his cheeks were not welcome, despite how warm they were against his otherwise constantly cooled skin. Looking back at the other with a look that screamed 'I will kick you into the next kingdom', he uttered "I used to think you were good at your job, Ian." he paused, looking the other up and down "But I don't think you understand what your job is anymore." and in a brisk movement, he pulled away from the other's unnecessary affectionate grasp and looked back down at his work.
"Do you even know the areas we plan to take over next?" He queried, eyes refusing to meet the other's as he scanned the map before him again "Or what we're planning to do in order to take over?" he let his words linger for a moment before speaking up once more "If you were more helpful, my door would be open for your more often. All you do nowadays is put your obviously not battle-appropriate shoes on my desk and taunt me." he picked up his quill and dipped it in the small inkpot he had nearby, beginning to write something on the map. He hoped for a hill in the landscape, not a hill of issues with Ian.

[Spikes]

Thanos had never taken his boredom seriously, annoyingly enough. He wasn't very sociable at all... It was hard to get any words out of him, let alone kind ones. At least he was getting something. His smirk seemed to fade, however, when Thanos started to "Lash out" at him, in a way, and he let his arms drop once the man had forced himself out of his grip. "I know what it is..." he was starting to get annoyed, now frowning at his general. He slid off of the table as he talked, waiting for him to finish complaining about the man he'd appointed, himself.
"..No. You're right." he looked at Thanos again, narrowing his eyes slightly. "I don't know anything, I'm totally incompetent and I'm just your problem. So why don't you just go ahead and hire someone else, if I'm such an issue?" he growled, pulling away and turning to head out of the room. The general was always complaining. Why did he take it so seriously?
( Vanellen )

[Vanellen]

Thanos had never taken his boredom seriously, annoyingly enough. He wasn't very sociable at all... It was hard to get any words out of him, let alone kind ones. At least he was getting something. His smirk seemed to fade, however, when Thanos started to "Lash out" at him, in a way, and he let his arms drop once the man had forced himself out of his grip. "I know what it is..." he was starting to get annoyed, now frowning at his general. He slid off of the table as he talked, waiting for him to finish complaining about the man he'd appointed, himself.
"..No. You're right." he looked at Thanos again, narrowing his eyes slightly. "I don't know anything, I'm totally incompetent and I'm just your problem. So why don't you just go ahead and hire someone else, if I'm such an issue?" he growled, pulling away and turning to head out of the room. The general was always complaining. Why did he take it so seriously?
( Vanellen )
Watching as the other began to take his words to heart, he didn't seem to be affected at all. This was the first time this had gotten to him, at least in front of him. Internally, he questioned why it suddenly bothered him, but his agitation with the other's immaturity made him want to give him the equivalent of a 'naughty corner', which was more comparable to waterboarding than an actual naughty corner.
"I don't have time for this, Ian." He growled as the other seemed to storm off toward the exit. "Be glad you have your job, and that you're good on the field." He tilted his head up, looking at a supportive beam above, still not pleased with the situation he was in. Plans would never get done at this rate, and now he had to deal with a case of insecurity.
"Would it kill you to help more or what? We could all use a bit of improvement, don't you think?" he called out to him, voice stern. The fact that the other was unwilling to take feedback was a real pain for him, especially in the timeframe where feedback and evaluations were crucial for missions and battles. He looked back down to his desk, hands tracing over a few loose pieces of paper, flicking the corners out as he counted the individual pages, picking up a small stack of papers. "And before you start running back to your room and complain about your dearest lance corporal and how he isn't fun or whatever it is you hate about me, please do something about these. They've been waiting on my desk for a while." he said once more, waving the standard paperwork in his extended arm, waiting for the other to take them from his hands.

[Spikes]

"Not surprised... You never have time for me. Not a good enough answer, anyway." he became more and more baffled as the general continued. It really did seem like he didn't want him to be there in the first place. It made no sense... Maybe he didn't belong here, after all. He looked ahead at the door, hesitating to exit, at first.
But it seemed as if Thanos had more to say. For once he just wanted him to stop. He seemed to shudder as soon as he heard his general call out to him, and he shot a look back again. "Would it kill you to be nice for once?" he retorted bluntly, becoming more spiteful by the minute. Hearing the lance corporal's request, he took the papers, avoiding a look at Thanos. "...Sure." he sure wouldn't be expecting any praise for doing them, though.
( Vanellen )

[Vanellen]

"Not surprised... You never have time for me. Not a good enough answer, anyway." he became more and more baffled as the general continued. It really did seem like he didn't want him to be there in the first place. It made no sense... Maybe he didn't belong here, after all. He looked ahead at the door, hesitating to exit, at first.
But it seemed as if Thanos had more to say. For once he just wanted him to stop. He seemed to shudder as soon as he heard his general call out to him, and he shot a look back again. "Would it kill you to be nice for once?" he retorted bluntly, becoming more spiteful by the minute. Hearing the lance corporal's request, he took the papers, avoiding a look at Thanos. "...Sure." he sure wouldn't be expecting any praise for doing them, though.
( Vanellen )
"I'm not paid to be nice, Ian." He said calmly, watching as he took the papers from his hand. Finally, they'd be off his desk for a while. "Don't forget we're in a war and I have to lead our army." He looked the other in the eyes for a moment, face still expressionless as he did so. "Don't just expect me to be nice when I've got minimal help."
As he retracted his hand to pick up a few journal entries about the area that he had already read through. He felt as though he may have missed something, but needed to get along with different sections of the landscape, or else he wouldn't have a strategy done anytime soon. "Since you don't wander in and ask for your work, may as well ask you to read over these when you're done with that pile," he spoke once more, holding out the torn entries "It would be nice if you could help, Ian." he said in a soft tone, coaxing him to take the papers whilst also hoping the other would calm down a bit.

[Spikes]

"..So does being nice cost you something?" the experience had drained him, even though it was so short. Maybe Thanos was training in a bit of "life-sucking" as well. What a joke it was that even though he was a necromancer, Ian seemed to be the liveliest of the lot. "Oh, more stuff... Goody." with the papers slotted under his left arm, he took the torn entries, narrowing his eyes at Thanos' response. It seemed painfully insincere, which was just insulting, in his opinion. "Don't bother." he couldn't be bothered to say anything else, himself. He hoped Thanos would just stop there so that he could cool down for a bit.
( Vanellen )

[Rivergold]

YAYYY!!! *forgot my charrie's name momentarily*)
Nefari Walked towards her tent, trying to ignore the dragon's head that hovered only a few inches above her own. "Hecanth, I highly doubt that I will be harmed in my own camp." The dragon growled low but didn't move. She sighed and continued to her tent, then inside, hearing Hecanth curl protectively around her tent.
*wishes someone would interact with her*)

[Vanellen]

"..So does being nice cost you something?" the experience had drained him, even though it was so short. Maybe Thanos was training in a bit of "life-sucking" as well. What a joke it was that even though he was a necromancer, Ian seemed to be the liveliest of the lot. "Oh, more stuff... Goody." with the papers slotted under his left arm, he took the torn entries, narrowing his eyes at Thanos' response. It seemed painfully insincere, which was just insulting, in his opinion. "Don't bother." he couldn't be bothered to say anything else, himself. He hoped Thanos would just stop there so that he could cool down for a bit.
( Vanellen )
Ignoring any further comments, Thanos lowered his head to look at the map once more. He'd said what he needed to, no point in continuing to talk for now. Ian seemed annoyed anyway. Guess he finally knew what it felt like.
After scratching a few things out on a spare slip of paper, just to keep track of sudden thoughts, his eyes lifted once more to look at the castanic, beginning to tap his finger against the desk; waiting for the other to leave. If he stayed any longer, he'd need to start lighting candles. Personally, he could work in the sombre glow of one candle, but he'd hate to light up the room just for company that didn't want to be there any longer, so he waited.

[Spikes]

He glanced at Thanos, sighing softly. No reaction, as usual. He was sure Thanos must've won an award for being as cold and distant as he was. Pretty unnatural, in Ian's opinion. Or maybe he just didn't understand what was ticking him off so much.
He watched the high elf tap his finger on the table impatiently. Subtle. "..Yeah. I get it." how was it possible for someone to make you angrier by the second, but also drain you just as fast? Just another one of Thanos' skills, he guessed. Turning on his heel, he walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him with his right arm.
( Vanellen )

[Trashy Sky]

(*choking because maybe I can do this instead of schoolwork*)

Skylark sat away from the other ranks and groups of soilders in the dark brigade, and seeing how there wasn't many people to avoid anyways it was easy. The male healer was usually found alone in these moments, the moments that he could be alone, as it allowed him to feel better after long days of, well, healing. Seeing how the healer didn't think he was good at healing, even though he obviously was, it took a toll on him that his army needed him and only him to care for the wounds of the injured. Skylark would continue to try his best, which may exceed outstanding at this point, even if he thought he was a bad healer. Maybe it's the people who've died on him that's gotten him to the point of believing he's a sucky healer. Who knows. Whatever it is though, it could most likely wait in the background until Skylark has finished those healing duties. He wouldn't just abandon the army he belongs to, that would be a jerk move.

[Vanellen]

He glanced at Thanos, sighing softly. No reaction, as usual. He was sure Thanos must've won an award for being as cold and distant as he was. Pretty unnatural, in Ian's opinion. Or maybe he just didn't understand what was ticking him off so much.
He watched the high elf tap his finger on the table impatiently. Subtle. "..Yeah. I get it." how was it possible for someone to make you angrier by the second, but also drain you just as fast? Just another one of Thanos' skills, he guessed. Turning on his heel, he walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him with his right arm.
( Vanellen )
{Insert timeskip to about idk, 3-4 hours later}
After working at his desk for a while, Thanos eventually getting around to lighting a single candle in between all the reading, sketching and writing. Night time never seemed to be forgiving for him either, work seemed to become more complicated as the hours ticked by, and a tight feeling in his stomach managed to always keep him working in fear that he may not find time at any other time in the next day.
In the process of evaluating a few plans, entries and so on, he finally managed to stop for a moment. His mind strayed from the battle plans, and instead rehashed over the discussions from earlier on in the day. Ian still followed his habit today, and ended up leaving more than just dissatisfied. In a way, Thanos felt guilty. Ian was young and playful, and it was in his nature to just be the way he was today, yet somehow along the way Thanos managed to watch him lose these aspects, and walked out of his office in the least, well, 'flashy' way.
Thanos sighed and looked at the single candle he'd lit, watching the fire flicker every soft often, like it was eating the wick slowly. He looked for a while, noting all the shades of yellows and oranges, with an occasional blue if he squinted enough, though soon his eyelids began to feel heavier than usual, and his eyes began to burn the more he kept his eyes open. Within a few minutes, he was slumped over his desk, sleeping calmly with only the sounds of the candle burning meeting his ears.

[Spikes]

Finally done. The work he'd set was ridiculous... Maybe Thanos was used to it and didn't know any better. It sucked, nonetheless. Eager to get the stack of work out of his room, Ian made his way back to Thanos', knocking on the door briskly. No response. What a surprise. Surely he could've at least said something. Ian had actually done his work, this time.
Once again, he pushed through, making his way to the table and placing the papers on top. At least Thanos had a reason for not responding to his knock... He was slumped over in sleep, it seemed. He didn't care about whether his general was sleeping or not at this point, but like hell he was going to hand this stuff in without Thanos' knowledge. He could at least say something nice for once, but why bother? He never did and probably wouldn't in this case, anyway. He tapped Thanos on the head with a finger, waiting for him to wake up. He could leave as soon as the man started complaining again, it'd be no real issue. He wouldn't want Ian to stay in at night, anyway.
( Vanellen )

[Vanellen]

Finally done. The work he'd set was ridiculous... Maybe Thanos was used to it and didn't know any better. It sucked, nonetheless. Eager to get the stack of work out of his room, Ian made his way back to Thanos', knocking on the door briskly. No response. What a surprise. Surely he could've at least said something. Ian had actually done his work, this time.
Once again, he pushed through, making his way to the table and placing the papers on top. At least Thanos had a reason for not responding to his knock... He was slumped over in sleep, it seemed. He didn't care about whether his general was sleeping or not at this point, but like hell he was going to hand this stuff in without Thanos' knowledge. He could at least say something nice for once, but why bother? He never did and probably wouldn't in this case, anyway. He tapped Thanos on the head with a finger, waiting for him to wake up. He could leave as soon as the man started complaining again, it'd be no real issue. He wouldn't want Ian to stay in at night, anyway.
( Vanellen )
As he felt the sensation of a tap on his shoulder, he began to move slightly, slowly opening his eyes and taking a deep breath in as he attempted to adjust himself in his sleepy state. With one eye open, and the other seemingly still waking up, he looked up, noticing someone was standing there.
He sat up and massaged his forehead for a moment, grumbling hazily as he did so. After adjusting to the dim room, he soon figured out from the shape of horns atop the person's head, and the rather unmissable figure, that it was Ian. He blinked groggily, wishing he could just ignore him and fall asleep again, though didn't for the sake of understanding why he was there.
"Ian?" He spoke up, tire apparent in his voice. "What is it..." he mumbled softly, lowering his head into his arms, though still looked at the other.

[Spikes]

He waited impatiently for Thanos to wake up. He didn't have the time to hang around in the office of someone who didn't care about him just to give him some papers. It wouldn't even be that bad if it was just someone that didn't care about them, but Thanos seemed to hate him in every manner possible. Maybe he should've just left with the papers on the desk. At least then he wouldn't get reprimanded with the next thing the general could throw at him.
"Your stuff's done." he gestured to the papers in front, taking a step back. He waited for a response, expecting anything between nothing and a "get out". Maybe he might get a "thanks" if he was lucky, but that'd be a rare situation indeed. He just wanted a response to at least show that Thanos acknowledged that he was done.
( Vanellen )

[Vanellen]

He waited impatiently for Thanos to wake up. He didn't have the time to hang around in the office of someone who didn't care about him just to give him some papers. It wouldn't even be that bad if it was just someone that didn't care about them, but Thanos seemed to hate him in every manner possible. Maybe he should've just left with the papers on the desk. At least then he wouldn't get reprimanded with the next thing the general could throw at him.
"Your stuff's done." he gestured to the papers in front, taking a step back. He waited for a response, expecting anything between nothing and a "get out". Maybe he might get a "thanks" if he was lucky, but that'd be a rare situation indeed. He just wanted a response to at least show that Thanos acknowledged that he was done.
( Vanellen )
Thanos blinked sleepily once more, looking down at the new small pile of paper on his desk. He didn't know how long it took the other to finish, or what time it was at the moment, but he knew it didn't take more than a day for the other to finish. In a way, he wished he did it earlier as he now knew he could get it done rather quickly.
He dragged the pile of papers towards himself, lazily running his finger across the edges of the paper, inspecting how many pages there were before briefly scanning over them. He nodded in the slightest of movements, satisfied with the world he'd managed to complete. He'd need to force the other to do it more often. After looking at the pages, he looked back up at the other.
"...Good work." was all he said to Ian, voice soft as he did so. He was impressed with the work, though he wasn't used to saying he was in such a state unless he had a messenger do so for him instead. He was afraid of presenting himself that would lower what he assumed was respect for him. He wasn't one to bond, or to even let himself relax. Though now, in this sleepy state, he wouldn't be able to control this.
So, when it came to Ian, he found that being so bold and ... cheeky, was quite admirable, as he was doing something he'd never had the courage to do in the army. One day he'd have to 'be himself'.

[Spikes]

"..Pass out or something?" he watched Thanos pull the papers towards himself, rifling through to check his work. Good luck finding something to call me out on. Now that the work seemed to be presented as a challenge to him, he'd actually put in the effort. He couldn't turn down any challenges, whether spoken or not. He was still quite annoyed with his lance corporal, however...
He remained absolutely silent as Thanos responded, bewildered with his response. He lightened up once more at the praise, a smile starting to make its way onto his lips. Sure, a small one, but his eyes said everything. "..Thanks." he responded simply. "..Are you going to bed, or what?" the general was a notorious insomniac. Well, notorious to him. Did anyone else know about it?
( Vanellen )

[Vanellen]

"..Pass out or something?" he watched Thanos pull the papers towards himself, rifling through to check his work. Good luck finding something to call me out on. Now that the work seemed to be presented as a challenge to him, he'd actually put in the effort. He couldn't turn down any challenges, whether spoken or not. He was still quite annoyed with his lance corporal, however...
He remained absolutely silent as Thanos responded, bewildered with his response. He lightened up once more at the praise, a smile starting to make its way onto his lips. Sure, a small one, but his eyes said everything. "..Thanks." he responded simply. "..Are you going to bed, or what?" the general was a notorious insomniac. Well, notorious to him. Did anyone else know about it?
( Vanellen )
Thanos shifted in place, brushing stray pieces of paper aside as he looked back up at Ian. It was hard to make out the look on his face, yet he could hear that he'd calmed down. Good, he'd hate to be lashed out at as soon as he awoke. To be fair, he didn't like it when Ian got upset now that he'd experienced it firsthand. Maybe attempts at being 'nice' would help avoid that, at least in his presence.
Though, now that sleep was suggested, he realised that despite his grogginess he wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon. He sighed softly after Ian spoke, uttering "I don't think I can now..." and then sat back in his seat, still looking back at the castanic.
"First time in a while I've fallen asleep so easily," he added, still trying to figure out how long he was out for. Must've been enough to start dreaming, even though he couldn't quite remember what he saw in said dreams. Probably wasn't all that special anyway.

[Spikes]

Now he felt a little guilty that he'd woken him up in the first place. After Thanos explained his "situation", Ian sighed softly. "Sorry about waking you up on purpose." he mumbled, looking to the side sheepishly. He should've known not to disturb the man while he was sleeping, especially in the state that he was in. But he just couldn't help it. Not to mention, a desk wasn't the most comfortable pillow in the first place... Maybe he could urge him to try, at least.
"Maybe it's a good sign, then. I'd try again if I were you." he decided that egging Thanos on was his best option, going ahead with it and seeing how it went. "You've got nothing else to do but try it."
( Vanellen Sleep help? c; )

[Vanellen]

Now he felt a little guilty that he'd woken him up in the first place. After Thanos explained his "situation", Ian sighed softly. "Sorry about waking you up on purpose." he mumbled, looking to the side sheepishly. He should've known not to disturb the man while he was sleeping, especially in the state that he was in. But he just couldn't help it. Not to mention, a desk wasn't the most comfortable pillow in the first place... Maybe he could urge him to try, at least.
"Maybe it's a good sign, then. I'd try again if I were you." he decided that egging Thanos on was his best option, going ahead with it and seeing how it went. "You've got nothing else to do but try it."
( Vanellen Sleep help? c; )
( mmmmhhhmm! ' v ~ )
"You don't have to worry about my sleeping habits, Ian." Thanos responded, looking at his desk. All this work that could be done in the time spent in sleeping. He guessed that mentality is what used to keep him awake, but nowadays, it was just habit. He couldn't help staying awake so long and only sleeping every so often, but it certainly didn't mean he never wanted to sleep.
After a few moments, he began to ease his coat off his shoulders, eventually pulling it off his torso and laying it neatly on his desk away from all the paperwork. "By all means, get some sleep yourself. Don't let me sit here and complain more." he mumbled softly.

[Spikes]

"Sleep's important, though. You can't hold it off forever." It seemed that paperwork was everywhere in this room, it may as well have been wallpaper at this rate. How could he do all this without sleep? He needed an intervention, or something. It probably was no issue to Thanos himself, but as such an avid lover of his spare sleeping time, Ian was quite worried about his attitude towards it.
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table as Thanos eventually began to edge his coat off, bit by bit. Did this count as a "victory"? He glanced at the coat, looking back at the general once he continued to talk in his sleep-deprived state. "Oh, I'm not so tired. You need it more. I could see to it that you do get some sleep."
( Vanellen )

[Vanellen]

"Sleep's important, though. You can't hold it off forever." It seemed that paperwork was everywhere in this room, it may as well have been wallpaper at this rate. How could he do all this without sleep? He needed an intervention, or something. It probably was no issue to Thanos himself, but as such an avid lover of his spare sleeping time, Ian was quite worried about his attitude towards it.
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table as Thanos eventually began to edge his coat off, bit by bit. Did this count as a "victory"? He glanced at the coat, looking back at the general once he continued to talk in his sleep-deprived state. "Oh, I'm not so tired. You need it more. I could see to it that you do get some sleep."
( Vanellen )
He huffed softly. He knew all too well that sleep was important. Not like he'd be able to do much about it now.
Yet, hearing the words from other were a surprise. He didn't have that same teasing tone to his voice, or that look in his eye that he couldn't quite pin. Thanos raised a brow as his gaze rested on the other. "What, you're going to help me sleep?" he queried, almost humoring the other's suggestion "How are you going to do that?" he leant forward slightly, resting an elbow on the desk.

[Spikes]

"By watching over you and possibly knocking you back out if you wake back up." he said it rather matter of factly, as if he'd been planning this for a while. How better could he help out than being right there beside him? Maybe loneliness was one of his problems, too. Maybe he just needed a bit of companionship before he slept.
"So.. You want to try it out?" he pulled away from the desk, pacing over to the door and waiting for Thanos to follow. "Only one way to find out if it works... We could be making a real discovery, here." Well, he doubted that. He was playing up his words quite a little, if only to persuade the general to try this out.
( Vanellen )

[Rivergold]

(Am I the only person here in the Light Dragon brigade?)

[¤Insert_User_Name¤]

(Am I the only person here in the Light Dragon brigade?)
( Nope. Alex is in the Light Dragon Brigade. I'll post in a bit. )

[Spikes]

( Rivergold the Light Dragon Brigade is pretty much full. There's one spot in it left
Also, RosePet123 Don't leave your army behind, bruv )

[Rivergold]

( Nope. Alex is in the Light Dragon Brigade. I'll post in a bit. ) Yay!)
( Rivergold the Light Dragon Brigade is pretty much full. There's one spot in it left
Also, RosePet123 Don't leave your army behind, bruv )
(I meant the only one rping.)

[Vanellen]

"By watching over you and possibly knocking you back out if you wake back up." he said it rather matter of factly, as if he'd been planning this for a while. How better could he help out than being right there beside him? Maybe loneliness was one of his problems, too. Maybe he just needed a bit of companionship before he slept.
"So.. You want to try it out?" he pulled away from the desk, pacing over to the door and waiting for Thanos to follow. "Only one way to find out if it works... We could be making a real discovery, here." Well, he doubted that. He was playing up his words quite a little, if only to persuade the general to try this out.
( Vanellen )
Thanos stared at Ian for a moment, just watching Ian as his lips moved whilst he spoke. It took a moment for him to process what he had just said. He wasn't sure if it was caring notion or a slightly controlling one, yet he didn't seem to mind. It had been a while since anyone had offered help in such a sense. Not once had anyone paid attention to his sleeping patterns, so it felt almost... comforting that someone wanted to help.
"I'd.. like to try it out yes, but I'm not sure why you want to help." He paused for a moment as he moved to get out of his chair, once again questioning the castanic.
"And what's this?" he asked, slowly walking over to the other "Are you escorting me somewhere now?"

[Spikes]

Maybe Thanos would much prefer sleeping in his own bed, not that he'd used it much in the first place. He'd rather watch the general sleep in the comfort of his own room... He never thought he'd think up a sentence like that. "We could always stay in your room, you know..." he didn't want to, though. He had to think of an excuse to make Thanos go to his, instead. "..But your room might be the problem. Negative... Vibes." he nodded at his suggestion. Good enough. He knew more about curses and magic, anyway. He could always make up some nonsense. "Well I don't want us to have a sleep-deprived general. Wanna try it out?"
( Vanellen )

[Vanellen]

Maybe Thanos would much prefer sleeping in his own bed, not that he'd used it much in the first place. He'd rather watch the general sleep in the comfort of his own room... He never thought he'd think up a sentence like that. "We could always stay in your room, you know..." he didn't want to, though. He had to think of an excuse to make Thanos go to his, instead. "..But your room might be the problem. Negative... Vibes." he nodded at his suggestion. Good enough. He knew more about curses and magic, anyway. He could always make up some nonsense. "Well I don't want us to have a sleep-deprived general. Wanna try it out?"
( Vanellen )
"Negative 'vibes'?" Thanos repeated, brow quirked. He did suppose he related this room to nonstop paperwork, and that certainly never got him in a good mood. In fact, he maybe even dreaded being anywhere near his desk due to that gut feeling that he felt when he knew work needed to be done. It was his job, but it left him worrying more than doing other important things.
He looked up at Ian, shifting his weight onto his right leg as he stood there. "I suppose you're right," he mumbled "But where would you take me instead, Ian?" he was curious what plan the other had, or how successful it would actually be. For all he knew, Ian could have all the answers to his borderline insomnia issues, and he wanted to believe so.
"And don't try any chants when we get there. I'm not dead yet." he warned in an almost joking manner, though his voice didn't add much comedic appeal to his statement.

[Spikes]

"Uh-huh." Surely that was convincing enough. It could've easily been true, just looking at the place. Ian opened the door, eyeing Thanos as he moved about and talked. "Where would I take you? Well you need to sleep somewhere, preferably where I can watch, just in case... What a coincidence... My room fits!" he rolled his eyes at the little comeback the general had given him, smiling as usual. "I'll just reanimate you when you die, and guess what?" he leaned over Thanos slightly. "Then you'll work for me. So you better watch out one day.." he poked Thanos' nose, making his way out of the room and waiting for his lance corporal to follow.
( Vanellen )

[Vanellen]

"Uh-huh." Surely that was convincing enough. It could've easily been true, just looking at the place. Ian opened the door, eyeing Thanos as he moved about and talked. "Where would I take you? Well you need to sleep somewhere, preferably where I can watch, just in case... What a coincidence... My room fits!" he rolled his eyes at the little comeback the general had given him, smiling as usual. "I'll just reanimate you when you die, and guess what?" he leaned over Thanos slightly. "Then you'll work for me. So you better watch out one day.." he poked Thanos' nose, making his way out of the room and waiting for his lance corporal to follow.
( Vanellen )
Thanos flinched as he felt the other's finger press against his nose, a soft grumble following promptly. Somehow he couldn't help a small smile. Maybe his tired state was to blame, or maybe it was just Ian, but either way, there was something or someone to blame for it.
"Yes, yes... whatever." He added, walking out to stand by Ian once again, looking ahead down the hallways, attempting to figure out where the castanic's room was. "Your room, right?" he mentioned, looking back at the other briefly, small smile still present upon his lips "Since I don't visit your room too often, please lead the way." he suggested. Maybe if he was lucky, he'd even get a tour of said room, though he doubted the length of any tour.

[Spikes]

"My room, correct." he was quite pleased that the general maintained a smile, if only a small one. Enough gawking, though... He had to get him to bed before he under-slept again. Looking away from Thanos, he instead looked towards the direction in which his room was, leading the way for Thanos as he walked at a leisurely pace. It was a good thing his room wasn't too far away... Thanos might not have agreed to go if it was.
He stopped by the door, waiting for the lance corporal to make his way over, watching him whilst he waited with his signature smile still present.
( Vanellen )

[Vanellen]

"My room, correct." he was quite pleased that the general maintained a smile, if only a small one. Enough gawking, though... He had to get him to bed before he under-slept again. Looking away from Thanos, he instead looked towards the direction in which his room was, leading the way for Thanos as he walked at a leisurely pace. It was a good thing his room wasn't too far away... Thanos might not have agreed to go if it was.
He stopped by the door, waiting for the lance corporal to make his way over, watching him whilst he waited with his signature smile still present.
( Vanellen )
As Ian began to walk, in a rather proud way as well, Thanos followed not far behind. He found it quite a surprise the other's room wasn't far off from his own, and even a relief... though he couldn't help but think that the castanic might've passed by his room more often than he thought. He felt as though he may have lost a few opportunities at getting to know Ian better without just snapping at him.
He stood by the door, deciding to balance himself by leaning against the wall by the door. "Might have to carry me in." He commented, once again trying to joke around. He quite instantly wished he didn't say it, but was too worn to care for more than a few seconds.

[Mayflower]

(Sorry i'm late. Do you just want Aquilam to go hunting?)

[Spikes]

( MootheBean It's alright! No huge things have happened yet, you haven't missed a whole lot. )
"I can't believe you're actually going through with this." he'd long lost his "filter" from his thoughts to his mouth, though he still regretted quite a few things he said. This was no different, though he got over it rather quickly. Just another little outburst that the lance corporal was most likely used to him having.
He stopped by the door, twisting the door knob, though stopping abruptly, looking blankly ahead at the door when Thanos seemed to... Request something. He slowly turned his head to look back at the elf, smiling again. "Oh, really?" he opened the door fully, before scooping him up into his arms, carrying him into the room much like a... princess. He kicked the door shut behind them, sighing softly.
( Vanellen )

[Vanellen]

( MootheBean It's alright! No huge things have happened yet, you haven't missed a whole lot. )
"I can't believe you're actually going through with this." he'd long lost his "filter" from his thoughts to his mouth, though he still regretted quite a few things he said. This was no different, though he got over it rather quickly. Just another little outburst that the lance corporal was most likely used to him having.
He stopped by the door, twisting the door knob, though stopping abruptly, looking blankly ahead at the door when Thanos seemed to... Request something. He slowly turned his head to look back at the elf, smiling again. "Oh, really?" he opened the door fully, before scooping him up into his arms, carrying him into the room much like a... princess. He kicked the door shut behind them, sighing softly.
( Vanellen )
He couldn't believe he was doing this either. Out of character for him for sure, but he truly did want to try this with Ian, who happened to be the only person he had any sort of connection with now that he thought about it. He didn't realise how much time he had placed into building an exterior others couldn't get close to, something that created a wall between himself and the others. However, Ian was determined to break that wall for some odd reason. It was almost a relief, but also made his heart sink as he thought about how hard he tried to be alone, and actually succeeded, yet now he couldn't help but think about how much he had missed.
Though, whilst he thought, he only caught the last part of Ian's words, which were.. agreeing to his joke? He could barely react before he had gotten swept up into the castanic's arms almost effortlessly. He quickly grasped the other's shirt, attempting to keep himself in his arms without falling out. "Ian, you know I wasn't serious, right?" he asked almost shakily, though he was sure Ian didn't care if he was serious or not. "... Thank you, anyway." he mumbled softly afterwards.

[Spikes]

"You weren't?" nevertheless, he continued to pace through the room with the general in his arms, who was now holding onto him by the shirt. He was quite surprised that Thanos had taken his actions so well. He'd usually be complaining at this point, ordering that he be put down immediately. Maybe he was too tired to do so.
He placed Thanos on his bed, looking down at him as he slid over to the opposite side with a grin on his face. "You're not complaining." he made himself comfortable, pulling up the covers and nuzzling his cheek into the pillow by his head, before looking back at Thanos again from his position beside him.
( Vanellen )

[Trashy Sky]

(here i am with a character who does nothing even in rp)

[Vanellen]

"You weren't?" nevertheless, he continued to pace through the room with the general in his arms, who was now holding onto him by the shirt. He was quite surprised that Thanos had taken his actions so well. He'd usually be complaining at this point, ordering that he be put down immediately. Maybe he was too tired to do so.
He placed Thanos on his bed, looking down at him as he slid over to the opposite side with a grin on his face. "You're not complaining." he made himself comfortable, pulling up the covers and nuzzling his cheek into the pillow by his head, before looking back at Thanos again from his position beside him.
( Vanellen )
As Thanos was placed on the bed by Ian, he couldn't help let out a small sigh, his head comfortably colliding with the rather comfortable pillow. He couldn't quite tell why Ian's bed pillows were more comfortable than his own, but he didn't dwell on that idea for too long, as he watched the other get into the same bed. Well, it was a close way of watching someone, but it was closer than he expected.
"I suppose I'm not, but..." he pulled the blanket up further, nestling his head into the pile of comfort, looking back at Ian "I'm surprised you're not complaining." he mumbled, "After all, I am taking up space in your bed."
He slowly shifted his hand out from under the covers, resting it upon the pillow, just beside his head.

[Spikes]

"Surprised I'm not complaining? I've always preferred having something warm beside me when I sleep. You probably didn't know..." He hadn't had the chance to tell Thanos a lot about himself, even though he managed to blab non-stop without any issues. The general was always so busy... And grumpy. He didn't seem like someone who wanted to talk. Maybe his sudden comfort was making him more talkative. He seemed a bit groggy to top it all off. Maybe he wouldn't want to talk once he'd woken up the next day.
But that was tomorrow. No point in worrying about all the bad things that could happen tomorrow. "Now go to sleep," he mumbled. "I have to watch, and if you don't sleep soon, neither do I."
( Vanellen )

[Mayflower]

Aquilam narrowed her eyes, scanning the forest for animals. Aurum snorted and Argentum ruffled her wings, impatient. Light filtered through the canopy of leaves and hit a living creature. Aquilam grinned as she saw the large doe feeding in the distance. She nudged Aurum, and he stepped forward silently. The girl stopped her horse and pulled an arrow out of her quiver, nocking it onto her bow. Argentum leaped into the air to avoid being hit with her master's elbow and waited as Aquilam pulled back her arm. She lined the deer up in her sights and let out her breath. Then she let the arrow fly.
Thud.

It sank into the doe's shoulder, just where the lungs are. The animal cried out and tried to run before collapsing, dead. Aquilam shouted in victory and slung her bow over her shoulder. She tapped Aurum and he trotted over to the dead doe, circling it before coming to a stop. Argentum flew in and landed on Aurum's saddle, carrying a mouse. Aquilam grinned, then dismounted and walked the short distance to the carcass. The girl leaned over the deer and yanked the arrow out, watching the deer's blood spill anew as she removed the projectile. She revealed a cloth and wiped the arrow clean before standing and reaching for a large bag tied to Aurum's saddle. Aquilam opened the bag and struggled to fit the deer inside. When she eventually had, she tied the bag back on to Aurum.
"I'll walk back, this deer seems quite heavy. It'll feed us for a while." Aquilam grinned and stroked Aurum's nose. He snorted, and she grabbed his reins and began to tread back to camp.

[Rivergold]

Nefari opened the flap of her tent, walking outside with her dragon trailing behind her.