forum The Brotherhood- Supernatural council (Open)

Started June 12, 2018 by Deleted user

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He sighed and sat down choosing to form another fireball and toss it in the air before catching it again. "I don't have the specific yet."

“I got nothin,” Victoria said anxiously. “Please tell me you have a plan.”

"He never has a plan!" Maddox yelled, starting to panic. "We're all gonna die and there's nothing we can do about it!" He covered his head with a pillow, which promptly began to freeze.

"We can go to the North-kingdom, they have villages there where we can stay." Josh suggested.

“Bad bad bad thats evidence no give me the pillow,” Victoria rushed.

"I could just burn it…" he said tossing the fireball.

Maddox threw the pillow to the ground, hiding his face in his arms. His hair and face started to get frosted, as well as his clothing. Snowflakes flitted around him.

“More evidence!” Victoria exclaimed.

Victoria picked up the pillow and crushed it, the ice crumbling and leaving shards on the ground. “Heat that up,” she told Josh.

(Josh: Maddox get on the fridge!
Maddox: This is a fKING NIGHTMAREEEE)

"I know someone who might be able to help…" Genevieve suggested quietly.

A smile grew across Josh's face as he took the pillow and hugged it close to himself. The pillow melted visibly and fast. "I'm half hell boy and half puppy," He shrugged, "I'm made of warm."

“Okay know evaporate the water,” Victoria instructed.

Josh shrugged, "It'll dry I don't think I need to use fire to evaporate water…"

//Victoria: i dont even know anymore ok half the time I’m not solid

Black and red wings beat the air, thrusting him through the sky. Pale bluish eyes slowly blinked, pupils narrowing into thin slits. A forked tongue flicked from the beast's muzzle, testing the air. The dragon, Zilant. A Dragonkin, and the chosen spokesperson for his village.
Among the council, he was considered an older member. The Dragonkin was older than most, but even his age didn't rival some of the other beasts and creatures that existed. Either way, he honestly preferred the solitude in the village, away from the rest. However, the council and other creatures insisted that the Dragonkin make themselves known to the rest of the council, as to 'keep an eye' on them. Something which annoyed many of Zilant's people.
The dragon released a soft rumble. His eyes slowly blinked, small streams of smoke escaping his nostrils. His cold eyes opened again, the pupils remaining in thin slits. His gaze soon landed on the space where other members of the council awaited his presence. Zilant started to slowly circle downwards, back legs landing, followed by his front. As his form landed, his massive body shimmered, shrinking downwards. Soon, a tall male stood in the place where the dragon had once landed. His eyes opened, revealing the dragon's, a pair of horns curling on either side of his head. A long tail slowly swayed behind him, flicking one way, then the other. Even as human, a forked tongue flicked past his lips, testing the air once again.
He heard the murmurs of the other council members as he approached, his long tail trailing behind him. Zilant's voice was low as he spoke, "I assume that this discussion is important. You creatures know the Dragonkin and the dragons prefer our solitude."
There was a huff from a member, but another suddenly spoke, "I would consider it is Zilant. The supernatural creatures have grown restless and worried. Many fear of us being exposed to humans, something some of your parent dragons have completely ignored."
Zilant slowly blinked his eyes. His long tail lashed to the side, however, his voice remained calm and even, "Our parents have been around longer than what some consider your species as annoying pests and inbred."
A hush seemingly went over the members. Several jaws dropped, silence descending. The one who had spoke out about the dragons curled his lips back, showing sharp fangs.
Despite the aggressive stance, the Dragonkin only shrugged, "You aren't denying it, or has something got your tongue? Either way, I wouldn't worry about my village or the dragons."

"So are we going to the North-Kingdom then?" Josh said dropping the soggy pillow on the floor.

“Guess so,” Victoria nodded. “Hurry.”

Maddox stood up next to Josh, feeling very short as usual. Where even is the North Kingdom? How do we get there?

“Okay so. Am I dissolving us all? Or do we have another plan?” Victoria asked.

"My plan is running and that would require the two of you to ride me. I'm no horse so your plan is what we are using…" Josh thought, "Or I could shimmer there and take you with, whichever you want, because shimmering takes a ton of my energy especially with other people."

Josh gathered up his belongings which consisted of him picking up a necklace off the bedside and dropping it over his head. "Let's go then."