Dragon's Lament

[Yvansi]

Corbes continued running blindly directly at the mage. He hated suspense of any kind.  

[Loveless_Beecher]

The mage balled up his hand and threw a ball of light at the human running towards him. He turned on his heel and vanished. He appeared behind his attacker and threw another ball of light at him.  

[Yvansi]

(Corbes is the human, Havnas is the dragon.) stare  

[Loveless_Beecher]

((Oops. My bad! Do u want me 2 change it?))  

[Yvansi]

((Sure.))  

[Loveless_Beecher]

((Done and done!! There you go buddy!! blaugh ))  

[Yvansi]

(Yo beecher, I thought I'd bring it back to life here.)
Corbes cursed as the mage appeared. He saw a flash then felt pain. From behind he heard another noise, then felt more pain. "Augh! Phoenix!!! Havnas!!! " He yelled for his friends.  

[Loveless_Beecher]

((Bout time somebody did!))

Phoenix had one, very powerful, no defense attack at her despoisal. She reared back her head slowly with her mouth open. A ball of glowing white light appeared in her mouth and shot the mage with her light.
He saw it coming. He didn't know what it was, but he saw it coming. He threw shields up around him and spun to attack the other Dragon. He heard her power strike his shield and blow right through it like it wasn't even there. He spun around to face it and got his arm blown off. He screamed and crumbled to the ground.  

[Yvansi]

(Whats it with you and amputation of the arm?)
Corbes approached the downed man. "Can't catch a break, can we?" He panted.  

[Loveless_Beecher]

((Don't know what you mean.))

Phoenix growled. "To think," she said. "A Dark Mage in a sanctuary! I have never heard of such a thing happening."  

[Yvansi]

(Well, you ate Sunahrs arm, and you blew off this guys.)
Corbes sighed. "At least he's dead. Not much of a fighter, eh?"  

[Loveless_Beecher]

Phoenix shook her head. "He's young and desperate for pure engery," she said. "Don't you know that?"

((*smiles innocently* Still don't knwo what you mean. rolleyes ))  

[Lady_Sapphomet]

Name: Cynder (yes I know it's from Spyro)
Age: 122 years
Race: Black Dragon
Alliance: Evil
Weapon: Fangs, claws, horns
Skills or Powers: Agile, firebreath, blue lightning breath
Bio: Born in the Black Mountains, Cynder's past is clouded, but she doesn't care really. She has always loved to be evil and mischeavious, ever since she was a little dragonlet. Not much else is known, except she wants complete control of everything.
Pic:  

[Loveless_Beecher]

((There's nothing in that picture. It's just black.))  

[Lady_Sapphomet]

((not on my computer...))