Realms of the Dragons RPG

[Anaclagon]

With everything loaded up...the carrier group moved out for London. F-22's were all over the carrier groups while what remained of the Eagles and the F-16's were below the deck. Many were destroyed over the skies in America... The group set out towards London moving swiftly as the carrier group was heavily defended.

"So, how's Europe like?" One asked.

"I heard its all screwed up, thats where it all started, then they spreaded" Another said.

"When we get there...we are to report to our base in London. We are to fan out as soon as possible...France might be our next destination. We are then to load up, get in our fighters and prove youselfes...now Europe I hear is a whole other league...not saying we should be worried but if enough damage is done we might win still..were going to see larger dragons, more powerful. But were still going to bring them down" John said...The captain hmself only hoped he was right...

[Doc 42]

Jacob realeased a sigh of releif, sinking back into his chair as the giant gunship tilted its engines back and zipped out of sight. There was very few of those gunships in active duty. They were large, expensive and difficult to manufacture. However their usefullness far offset the expense. If this wasn't such a demanding job the boss would never have consented to its use. Above, the three mosquitos slowly circled round the convey. They were named after the needle like gun barrel at the tip of their heads. It was cabable of shooting in a 280 degree fireing arc allowing pilots to target specific points on a dragon, such as the base of the wings. The convoy pushed onward, still scanning the night sky for the Dragons return. The search lights were off, but they were ready to kick into action at any moment. In the command vehicle they still had the dragons trace. When it came back for another attack it would be a matter of seconds untill they had it locked....

[Zihark]

Pedro looked at his new F22. the members of his squadron that were killed were replaced and each one of them got new jets. "Alright everyone get in" Pedro said. They were ready for their next mission.

[Anaclagon]

Time after time passed by as the U.s grouped drop off the men as the supplies were taken to London. After a 2 hour drive...the supplies were unloaded on the empties hanger as John reported to the officer in charge. He walked in.., eager to finally get into action and finally get some fighting done. France was possibly the next place yet but he remained quiet as he walked into the office with a salute...he felt like a rookie again..

[Doc 42]

A man droped a letter onto the generals desk. He grunted "Whats this?" The man replied "The americans arrived... The brass wants you to go talk to 'em" he exclaimed "The yanks? What do they want?" The man shifted uncomfortably and said "Erm, there here to help fight sir..." At this the general stood up out of his chair and grunted "What?! Since when the hell does the DDASF need help fighting?!" The general continued ranting on about the situation for a few minutes before grudgely making his way towards where the letter told him to meet the pilots.

[Zihark]

Pedro felt great to be back on a jet. Though he flew the jet calmly, everone in his squadron knew how much he was enjoying his new F22. "sir hosiles located, intel was right it's only a group of infant dragons." Ryan said to his Captain. " it doesn't mater Ryan its just great to see some real action again" Pedro replied.

[CRUSHER IS KING]

OOC: Inferno is pissed and I'm talking about Legendarus

King saw Inferno and decieded that it was a good idea, if he listened to the red dragon, he started to fly off next Ireland, feeling guilty because he was the one who had stopped Inferno, from going back to his den, He landed, looked up in the sky and saw the quickly falling form of him, attacking the vehicles that had done it. He then let out an earsplitting roar, a bit louder than Inferno's, the loudest roar king had ever done, was when he found his mate dead, and that roar traveled for thousands of miles. this roar was almost 5 times louder than that roar, he knew what the massive red dragon was going through, because he had went through the same thing, he then roared a good bye and flew off next Iceland, reaching it within the hour becausehe was flying at 1200 miles per hour, he soon spotted another dragon, a lot smaller than himself, he flew down their and growled Who are you, I am King, I used to own all the south Isles of England, now I am moving here, looking for a new friend King now waited for a reply, from the massive Prehistoric dragon.

[Zihark]

the small dragons died in a matter of seconds. "all right mission complete lets go back" Pedro said. "that was too easy." one of the new pilots claimed. "thats because they were only infants, wait till you fight the older dragons" Ryan replied while turning his jet to head back to base.

[Iceking]

name:dark fang
age:3500
species:pantherex
gender:male
length:70 feet
height:30 feet
wingspan:60 feet. his wings are on the forearms
weapons:jaws, tail, teeth, claws, electric breath, electric magic and wind magic.
apperance:
personality:calm and stealthy. he preffers to hunt at night when the chances of spotting him are reduced. is not easily intiminated and is quick to learn from mistakes.

[CRUSHER IS KING]

OOC: Welcome Iceking, to the RPG.

King was still waiting for a response, when he noticed an object moving behind the dragon, he growled to it Hey their is something moving around way behind you, oh wait never mind its just a farmer outside. King now stood to his full height, towering over the much smaller Prehistoric dragon, then growling how long have you lived here he now waited for a response from the small, yet gigantic Prehistoric dragon. he even shot his shadow flame at a tree to see what would happen, he then growle uh oh, I better put that out, luckily I have ice magic, so hold on. King turned next the blaze and sho his ice magicon it, quickly utting it out, then returning back to face the Prehistoric dragon, waitin for an answer.

[Iceking]

in a large cave located in kenya, it seemed that nothing was inside of it. however, there was indeed a living creature located in the cave and it was waiting for night to come before leaving to get food and water. dark fang took one look outside and could see that it was still the late afternoon. with only a slight growl, the dragon closed his yellow eyes and fell asleep.

[The Kingpin]

a massive fireball struck a Shilka tank, the blast barely missing, making a massive hole in the underside of the vehicle and sending it flipping into the air, landing on one of the jeeps, the two wrecked vehicles exploding as a booming roar echoed with such intensity it could be heard throughout northern England. the two fiery eyes of an infuriated Red Imperial piercing the darkness, the Dragon's elemental fin having grown to 3 times it's normal size, plumes of smoke and flames coming from his mouth with each breath as he clapped his hands, a white shockwave of energy coming from between them, as a ridge of rock tore from the ground, coming out with a razor sharp edge that sliced a couple of the tanks clean in half, before dropping to the ground once more, burying the wrecked vehicles with the rock...

[Doc 42]

Angered shouts of fear broke out across the coms line as they watched the tank fly over 30 meters through the air and land on the jeep. The convoy screeched to a halt. Jacob's voice broke through the others with the words "Got em" With a huge thud, a single missile tore way from the convoy, arcing in strange spirals towards the Dragon. It twisted to the side and then looped back, smashing into his side, just below the wing. The missile pireced his scales and exploded lighting up the sky. The dragon's flameing form was blown to the side. It fell out of the sky and landed into a feild to the west. the soilders broke out into cheers. Jacob smirked, looking into the sky through his camera, watching the the missiles smoke trail fade away. The convoy started moving again at full speed through the scottish wasteland. A jolly roger flag being raised from the back of the Command vehicle, a skull with horns and a snout, the letters "DDASF" across the bones....

[The Kingpin]

Inferno lifted himself to his feet, his side burning in pain. but he wasn't out yet. as he watched the vehicles continue on their path, he struggled to keep up, barely keeping after them, but he was determined to find out where their headquarters was. this was only the beginning...he would hunt each and every one of those humans down...until none of them remained...

[Anaclagon]

John waited in the office, a general was suppose to meet him so he just waited. 2 of some of his best pilots went along with him and they awaited as well. Most likely they were to constantly being sent all over the place.

"Damn, I feel like rookies again you know, reporting to some guy and all that...your nobody" Kevin said.

"I know what you mean, hell in America now we were something, we consited of some of the best pilots has to offer. We dont have much 16's or Eagles to spare...looks like the rookies will never make it" John replied.

"Yea, F-22's are hard to earn but hell they become your best friends in a dogfight" Mike replied, the other pilot. The 3 pilots continued to wait..

[Doc 42]

The general opened the door, hideing his fustration and walked into the room sitting down on a leather chair, looking at the three pilots. A DDASF leuitenent had come in with him. he said "This is General Drexler of the DDASF, he will be manageing your stay here and organiseing your resources..." Drexler grunted "That will be enough leuitenent. I'm going to bring a few of my soilders in here later to breif you on what your dealing with but for now, your names?"

Jacob's forces had just passed out of the Dark zone and were back to civilisation. The missions success was being broadcast back to command and the air support had flown back to London...

[Anaclagon]

"I'm Captain John Roland, this here is Kevin Kirby and Mike Falcon, these 2 our some of my best, we were sent here from the States to well...help you guys out" John said...yea he really did feel like a rookie again, it was odd, reporting to this officer...it was going to take some time to get used to being in London.

[Doc 42]

Drexler looked them all in the eyes and said "Your going to need to learn a few things about how we work here. First of all, I want you to summerize, in your own words, what does hunting down a single dragon that has been attacking a town means to you..." He leaned back in his chair, waiting for them to speak. He sent the leuitient off to go find a pilot named Jullian, she was just back from a mission proivdeing air support for Jacobs hunters.

[Anaclagon]

"Single dragon huh.." John paused for a moment, thinking then spoke. "Well it means to me...that the dragon is looking for attention and is willing to get an *** kicking. We've been fighting in this war for a while and we pretty much seen it all, found a dragon shoot him down, it became so easy for a while. Then the losses came in so then I realized that every human that can be saved is worth going out there and fighting to make sure he doesnt die from a dragon" John got a bit serious at the end but he waited for what else the general had to say.

[Zihark]

Pedro began landing his jet on the air strip. His plane began to slow down until it finally reached to a complete stop. He got out of his jet and noticed the French leutinet approaching him. "i hope this one knows how to speak english, cause i'm having a hard time understanding French." Pedro said to himself.