modforged: (deathwing)
Warforged Mods ([personal profile] modforged) wrote in [community profile] warforged2014-03-24 10:35 pm

you can't carry it with you

Who: Deathwing, Surion, and the Blacksworn
What: Successful retreat into the Obsidian Sanctum
Where: Obsidian Sanctum
When: After a long, grueling battle near the borders of Suramar
Warnings: Please PM the mods if any warnings are needed

[The Obsidian Sanctum is quiet, even in the midst of activity. The wounded have been taken to the right of the giant pool of lava in the center of the cavern, where Surion grimly stands observing. There aren't many dragons who seem to have made it inside, but it doesn't seem to have put a dent in the amount of black dragons moving around the sanctum either.

The ceiling is impossibly high, even with all the mountain range stretching through it. Rivers of lava create most of the light source, but Blacksworn will have no problem finding their way around once they are brought through the portal. The eggs have been moved to smaller and warmer clusters around the sanctum, and are guarded by at least two dragons at all times.

Meanwhile, Deathwing has himself perched on one of the larger ledges close to the ground so that he may watch the goings on from an elevated position, making his metal encased form very easy to see as soon as one enters.]


[OOC: Mingle log for blacksworn!]
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (bound in symmetry)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-03-25 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Now that they're out of the woods--literally--the Master's feeling much less pleased about this situation. Maybe he should have stayed with the Doctor, but it didn't matter now, did it?

His hand clench into fists. He wonders how easy it would be to walk right back out of the sanctum. Same as before, he sees no reason to help with the wounded. Instead, his eyes are fixed on the mighty dragon above. He sneers and storms closer to the ledge.]


So then what, are you our keeper?

[Yeah, okay, so yelling at a very large dragon wasn't the best of plans, sure. But the Master feels caged and he despises feeling caged.]
deathforged: (pic#7515063)

[personal profile] deathforged 2014-03-25 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[The Master's approach doesn't seem to bother Deathwing -- in fact, he seems almost intrigued by it. The metal plates squeal when they shift against one another as he moves to get a better look at the man who's chosen to approach him first, rather than his...disciple.

His tail flicks over the edge of the platform behind him, sending rocks to the ground.]


Such temper will find you no favor with me, little one.

[His voice is a deep bass that echos in the sanctum, but despite his words, his tone is very obviously amused.]
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (but tough luck)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-03-25 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Little one? Deathwing's amusement only angers the Master more.]

Forgive me [except his tone is laced with sarcasm] perhaps I should have come and offered tea.
deathforged: (pic#7515061)

[personal profile] deathforged 2014-03-25 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
[The behemoth chuckles, a grating and awful sound as one forepaw smugly folds over the other. Deathwing has more knowledge on the younger races thanks to Surion's legwork, so he can take the tea comment in stride.]

Perhaps. You are lucky to be alive at all. Tea would be the absolute least you could do for me.

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faultline: (what conflict awaits?)

[personal profile] faultline 2014-03-26 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
You should learn some respect.

[ riven has paused behind the master, finding it just a bit too hard to ignore people who yell at dragons as you pass them by-- no matter how much she would've liked to. her tone is mild, with only the slightest bit of reproach in it. there's no love lost for dragons, here, but if they have no other choice... ]

So long as we're beholden to them, there's no harm in it. [ in playing nice. ]
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (I'll break the sky)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-03-26 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[He pivots around to face her quickly, head cocking to the side.

There's always a choice.]


I'll give them respect when I think they truly deserve it.

[Which will probably be never, but that's besides the point.]
faultline: (how should i proceed?)

[personal profile] faultline 2014-03-26 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ jeez-- deserving is such a subjective idea. it's hard to argue directly, so she goes for the roundabout method instead. ]

Are you trying to make things difficult for yourself? If you'd prefer to be eaten... you should probably just ask.

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mortalforged: (SURION)

[personal profile] mortalforged 2014-03-25 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Surion folds his arms as he watches the wounded. Occasionally he peers at Deathwing's latest perch out of the corner of his eye, but never for too long. His clawlike-nails dig into his arms; even his smile has a haunted look to it.]
deathforged: (pic#7515063)

[personal profile] deathforged 2014-03-25 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
Surion.

[Deathwing's voice is a demand, and its followed by an expectant thwack of his tail against a mountain. As if his voice wasn't enough of a hint that he needs to approach him.]
mortalforged: (SURION)

[personal profile] mortalforged 2014-03-25 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Surion doesn't waste any time slinking over to Deathwing's perch. He keeps his head down, a sign of respect and (rightful) fear.]

What is it you require?
deathforged: (pic#7515063)

[personal profile] deathforged 2014-03-25 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't look down at his child -- he simply observes his claws and how the light of lava reflects off of them.]

How are the broods of my siblings fairing?

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beholdthedrums: [EoT] (I'll take the world)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-03-29 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh look who's following "orders" and finding Surion. Oh look who's downright unhappy to be here.]

Your boss "suggested" I come find you.

[He probably could have put it off. Or maybe never do it, but you know, he's apparently "motivated" right now.]
mortalforged: (SURION)

[personal profile] mortalforged 2014-03-29 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
I appreciate the air quotes. That would be my father, Deathwing, by the way.

[He regards the Master with a smile that is not altogether nice.]

How can I help you, dragonsworn?

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agasm: (pic#7538430)

[personal profile] agasm 2014-03-25 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ Zero has already taken her time to observe her surroundings and is currently taking a good hard look at herself, glowing eyes being the newest addition to her 'new-and-improved' look. Not that she had doubted what the others had told her on the battlefield, but what they told her was definitely right... she was an undead now. The Intoner had killed enough in her time to come to the conclusion herself, eventually, it was simply that she appeared to be far more healthier and intelligent than those that had crossed her path. ]

Tsk. What a makeover. [ She is hardly surprised, simply... displeased and disgusted. After all, who would be happy about this? ]
deathforged: (pic#7515060)

[personal profile] deathforged 2014-03-25 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
[The sound of wind rushing through the cavern is audible over most other things. Deathwing smells a body in the room unlike most others. Surion had done well -- anathema of life, just like himself. That meant, of course, that he would need to keep a close eye on this one.]

Necromancer.

[Its a curious calling, one in a deep echoing base, but his lava-pooled eyes are very obviously set on Zero -- he is referring to her.]
agasm: (pic#7580451)

[personal profile] agasm 2014-03-25 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ Attention instantly rushing to who is probably the head dragon, Zero stiffens at being called a necromancer. ]

Perfect. [ Because raising the dead is an area she is wholly uninterested in, but she couldn't outright deny this. If this world had the power to turn into this, they could have given her the power to raise the dead. ] I wouldn't expect much, since... this is the first time I've ever been undead.

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chronoillogical: (scribblecloud pout)

[personal profile] chronoillogical 2014-03-25 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Caliborn misses the battle already.]

[The Sanctum is objectively awesome, with the heat and lava and jagged rock and the enormous "robot" dragon overseeing it all. But Caliborn is not one who easily succumbs to a patriotism that isn't centered completely around him, so he doesn't take the time to really revel and get a feel for his new "home." Or whatever you might consider it.]

[He would rather sulk over the feeling of his bloodlust being blueballed. He only got to kill one person, after all, and that had been a dragon. Boring. He sits down on a rock where he can properly both pout and make sure every last person, dragon or dragonsworn, knew it.]

[Being the bastion of maturity he is, he sticks his black tongue out at anyone who stares.]
mortalforged: (SURION)

[personal profile] mortalforged 2014-03-25 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
[To say Surion is displeased would be an understatement. Without so much as a warning, a lanky shadow appears before Caliborn. Though he is smiling, his eyes contain a thinly-veiled fury.]

Champion, walk with me.
chronoillogical: (side-eye..........)

[personal profile] chronoillogical 2014-03-25 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
You, again.

[Caliborn looks Surion up and down, his expression remaining purely and wholly unimpressed. He can already tell that this guy is going to be the pits.]

[Still, even Caliborn welcomes a distraction, and he decides to hop up all on his own, rather than argue. There is a fire in his eyes that Caliborn likes. Maybe the words the dragon mage has to offer will be less boring, this time.]


Sure. Why not. Consider yourself "graced." With my presence, I mean.

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agasm: (pic#7538426)

[personal profile] agasm 2014-03-25 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ Not bothering to resist the urge to stare at this disgruntled green person, Zero actually laughs when Caliborn’s pout shifts to sticking his tongue in her direction. She couldn't exactly blame him for his attitude, but it was unbearably obnoxious. Even she knew that throwing a fit in the middle of a sanctum teeming with dragons was simply a death wish and she'd save doing that when she finally decided to cease her own existence. ]

They’re not going to let you go just because the sight of you is too disgusting to even look at.
chronoillogical: (CHINHANDS...)

[personal profile] chronoillogical 2014-03-25 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hook, line, and sinker. Someone to bicker with.]

[Caliborn looks Zero up and down, the expression on his face cracking into a wide and lopsided grin. He talked to a couple women out on the battlefield, but he wasn't inclined toward being slimy to them. He is now, and testing for a reaction.]


How would you know. I doubt anyone's ever run away screaming from you, hot stuff. Especially with damaged clothes like that?

I bet you get swarmed by tailors.

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convictionary: (I can't hold back)

[personal profile] convictionary 2014-03-26 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[If he'd known the future and the dramatic twists and turns that awaited him back home, specifically in the dragon-dispatching department, Gaius would be far twitchier at the moment. As it was, he was just merely vaguely surprised that the big guy didn't turn into a manaketesque humanish form. Seemed easier. But hey, wyverns couldn't turn back and forth at will so maybe he was closer to that.

He'd more important things to deal with, such as checking his pockets to see what he had and didn't have on his person, glad that he decided to stay on with Chrom (if but for a while) and so came armed, and seeing what in general he had avail- wait. Gods.

This was when he made a loud, annoyed noise.]
traitre: (❀ concentrating or smth)

[personal profile] traitre 2014-03-26 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[The harsh mountain ranges and molten rivers are a far cry from the verdant fields and elegant temples that the Eliatrope dragons had called home-- but even if it's not exactly inviting, it's certainly an improvement over a demon-infested battlefield. Qilby's not complaining. Not yet, anyway.

Too much about the Sanctum demands close investigation -- those eggs, especially -- but his brief encounter with one of the black dragons is still fresh in his memory, and the ones guarding the clutches don't look any friendlier than that one had been. His missing arm's proof enough that he knows better than anyone the consequences of antagonizing a dragon.

So he decides to hold off on nosing around, and instead seats himself by a small pool of lava. His powers failed him when he needed them before, and that's simply unacceptable. The cool-blue of his magic stands out like a sore thumb in the warm light the magma casts around the Sanctum -- conjuring one portal, two portals, three...

His hand shakes and the disc-shaped lights wink out.]
Damn it. [This is literal child's play, so why is he having so much trouble now?

The blue glow returns as he takes a deep breath, holds out his hand, and starts again. One portal, two portals...]
deathforged: (pic#7514548)

[personal profile] deathforged 2014-03-28 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[And the third will be interrupted by a large shadow suddenly looming over him -- maybe a splash of lava as Deathwing's weight forces it over the bank. There is a large and almost curious expulsion of air given from his nostrils.

This one smells familiar -- not familiar in the way he knows his brood, and the siblings of his brood. But familiar.]
traitre: (❀ hgfhjkll)

[personal profile] traitre 2014-03-28 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[Concentrating as hard on his portals as he is, Qilby doesn't even notice the enormous dragon until it's literally breathing down his neck (and threatening to blow his hat right off his head!) He nearly jumps out of his skin, recoiling with a loud, startled yelp that really does a good job showing off the Sanctum's acoustics.

Needless to say, the portals wink out a second time; Qilby pulls a face, but by the time he actually gets to his feet and turns to face Deathwing, his expression's all smoothed over as if he didn't just scream like a little girl a second ago.]
For a dragon of such impressive size, you certainly can sneak up on someone.

[Even joking, he's careful to keep his tone respectful. This is the beast that had put himself up on display near the entrance of the Sanctum: even if he's not their auspicious leader, he's certainly someone of importance...]

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