NationStates Jolt Archive

We Darastrix (dragons) are strong, but in these dangerous times, all places need allies, even Aurixorkathel. Therefore Riikano-alinaris, maekrix of the gold dragons, extends the offer of friendship to all of good or even neutral alignment. However, evil creatures are not welcome. Throden bensvelk kear!
(Many good days)

The Goblins do not care if you label them under as 'evil!' Mark our words, cross us and ye shall be DOOOOMED!

You greenies are midgets. Fear the wrath of the giants that can decimate you with a swipe of the tail!

We Satyr's would be honored to ally with the great Dragonkin; after all; such majestic beasts have ruled the skies for genersations; to scorn such mighty power would be foolish, Foolish!

As such, we drink deeply to a grand alliance; and a peace.

The Dragons accept the Satyr's as allies. We too will drink deeply.

Queen Asmira and Lord Kirtar were locked deeply in debate in the Grand Palace Aerie perched on the peak of Aven.

"Kirtar, you thickheaded fool! If we want to remain at peace with these creatures, we must create at least a loose alliance."

The Lord of Aven stamped and cooed gruffly.

"I'll have no such thing happen. We Aracoix should be the sole rulers of the sky, not those giant fire-breathing lizards! If I had my way, I would lead our armies against those winged abominations!"

Asmira gave her husband a reprochful glare.

''It's those "winged abominations" that could almost certianly storm this city and destroy all we have worked for. The Aracoix can easily defeat any grounded army, but Dragons are an exception. Their wings are many times as powerful as ours and their claws many times as sharp. A full-scale Dragon attack would probably knock the whole mountian over. Agree to neutrality agreements, at least! We do not want these...things to be our enemy."

Kirtar thought these words over carefully, then snarled furiously.

"Very well; you'll get what you want this time. But I'll have you know that I will never have the Aracoix march to war with these...Lizards!"

The Queen gave a harsh smile and sent a dispatch to Aurixorkathel.
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The Aracoix messenger stood before the great Riikano-alinaris and said his peace.

"The Queen Asmira and The Lord Kirtar of Aven and the Aracoix civilization wish to declare neutrality, trade, and peace between our two people. Does the Dragon Lord agree to this?"

Riikano-alinaris will definitly agree to this. Together the dragons and the Aracroix rule the sky.
OOC: I know it was just Kirtar, but the dragons are actually more feline than lizardish.

(OCC:Yea, I know. Kirtar's just a typical, xenophobic Aracoix, though. He wouldn't care if the Dragons were part Disco-Funk, he'd still probably refer to them as "Big Stupid Lizard.")

OOC: Thought so. I am so going to make disco-funk dragons now.

Three men in black cloaks approach the seated king upon his throne. The King was tired, the war with the Centaurs had drained the country of its people. Although the warriors of the Old Celts faught hard with sword and axe, and though the numbers they killed were far greater than those of theirs that lay dead, the war dragged on. The King called for these three men, the commanders of his intelligence network.
"My lord," said the largest of them. "The Centaurs have broken through the west forrest, the Giants can do little to stop the horde. We must seek help."

"Help, who would help us? We are but a nation of warriors and battlemages. Even our giants cannot hold off the centaurs."

"Sire, we received a message from the ruler of the Dragons."

"Dragons." the King perked with intrest.

"Aye sire. They seek allies, they wish to form bonds with neighboring nations."

"This could be our chance. Inform the Dragon Lord! The Kingdom of the Old Celts will rally to his aide, but we require assistance of our own. Send him exactly that message."

"Aye sire, as swift as the raven flies."

****The Kingdom of Old Celts wishes to call the Dragons ally, however our existance is threatened. We will join you, if you bring us aid, however much you can spare.

King DunHaven
Ruler of the Old Celts

Read the Mythology Earth thread. This is for our own little mini-rp.

Thank you Doom.