forum The Soldier, the Poet and the Ruler (3/3)

Started February 18, 2019 by @Shadow_Knight group

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Quick question, are fox beads flammable?//

fox form strings, sorry.//
Are they flammable, also, how strong is Aaron?//

Crimson smiled, the scales on his arms growing up and beginning to creep up his arms. "Oh? Maybe you aren't as boring as I thought." He said, his body making crackling noises as his bones shifted, becoming stronger along with with the scales now covering his entire body.

(Oof, now I have a question. I'm hoping to wait until Shadow posts but better get the answer now so I can answer later with no problem. How much protection does Crimson's scales give him?)

Quite a lot, he's a dragon shifter. So, when he activates his scales and begins to shift into his dragon form, it is like punching a rock.//

Yeah buddy, I kinda wanna do this rp…

Nykidia looked over the two. How the heck am I going to stop this? She thought as she looked them over. The one in the mask wants something from the dragon thing. Maybe I could convince them to trade?

(Sorry guys!!!! Life has been using me as a punching bag recently. I probably won't be on as often or gone for long periods of time because I'm in a play. I won't be on much for spring break.)

(It's fine, have fun with the play! I was just curious why you haven't posted much.)
Aaron was wary as the scales grew while the bandit simply grinned, yet managed to keep an annoyed glare towards him for ignoring the question. He adjusted his paws as the bandit king started taking a more dragon-like form, having to keep himself from flinching at the sound of cracking bones. Silently thankful his shifting focused more around the soul like the rest of his magic. "I don't care what you think. Where is it? You aren't answering me." He snapped. He didn't even know the other's name yet, his fur bristling to look threatening while he tried to think of a plan, only knowing he needed to think of something to deal with a dragon rather than a human thief.

"Wouldn't you like to know!" Crimson sang, his face twisted into an unnatural looking smile as his voice took on a more guttural tone. This was the best part, in his opinion, watching someone think they were dealing with a human thief only to realize that they are dealing with a dragon shifter who has rightfully fought for and won the title of Bandit King.

(Btw what brought about the new username Lex?)
Aaron was tense, claws out, not even realizing the strings were tightening around the other’s wings as he growled to hide the question his expression would otherwise show. He’d seen people get overconfident before, but this guy seemed like he thought he would never die. The thought made his temper flare. “Fine. You can tell me after that smirk is wiped off your face.” Aaron snarled. Swiping at the bandit’s face he ignored the brief pain of the growing scales being tougher than he expected, instead pushing himself up and away from the bandit as he shifted back to his human form. His magic summoned a small foxfire and knife, though the plan was to not hurt the male too badly. He needed answers, he needed the watch, but he had to focus to get either. “Before I remind you that you have something called mortality, what's your name? I, unlike you, don't want to keep calling you 'bandit boy'." He scowled, seeming to be annoyed just remembering the supposed bandit king's comment of fox boy.
(idk what I'm doing. I'm posting super late where I'm at. ._.)

"You can call me Crimson, most everyone does. Also, what's mortality, never heard of her." He said with a cheeky grin, his almost forked tongue pocking out of his teeth. He couldn't feel the pain, that's thanks to his scales."And I know your name too, well, the one you go by. So you don't need to tell me Fox Boy."

"Alright, Crimson, you're lucky you have the watch or you'd be in a lot worse of a situation right now," Aaron spoke, hate slipping into his words as he said the other's name. He glared, trying too figure out this 'king' that appeared to think so highly of himself. No one was above mortality, not even those who seemed like they'd live forever. There were always ways to have life cut short… He blinked to get back his focus, now wasn't the time to think of that. "Then what's my name? If you actually know it I suggest using it, I don't have much patience with you." He didn't even realize it himself but he was stalling. He didn't want to fight when he'd had no sleep and no food. He didn't want to go against someone that seemed reasonable enough to talk to, even if they were annoying. Yet his grip tightened around the knife, not dropping his guard, glancing every so often to see what others were doing. Waiting for an answer from Crimson he even glanced to the red-headed girl seemingly observing them and the situation, cautious of what she might do.

"But what if I don't want to use your name?" Crimson replied, his smirk still on his face. He put his finger to his lip, almost as in thought. Ooh! This is fun! I wonder what any of my bandits would do if they were faced like this, I'll have to test them soon.

Aaron furrowed his brows in thought, trying to keep his expression from showing his agitation. He just had to make sure Crimson didn't get hurt. Right? Once again thankful he had his mask to hide his face from the market people he stomped his foot, sending strings to tie up more than the bandit's wings with nothing so much as acknowledgment to those that backed up further. If the strings snagged the king his annoyance would most likely leave Crimson with the magic lowly tightening. He growled, tone dark, "If you don't know my name, don't lie about it. If you do, start using it before I decide a few cuts won't keep you from answering my questions." He threatened. He couldn't stand the mockery, a low growl rising in his throat despite the back of his mind telling him he was being messed with. "Where's the watch?"
(I'm going to bed now. Goodnight!)

"I don't know Aaron. Where do you think it is?" Crimson said, giving a little laugh with a half lidded gaze. Wow, my writer cannot think right now, he should go to sleep. (I know asshole.)

Mhm//

We should wait.//

Lol, I'm about to bump up one I made a while ago, you can join it! It's called Site City.//