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Meanwhile, Rayyda, still re-adjusting to life above the underground slums, wondered about the castle grounds. She watched the guard perform their duties, mostly enthralled by their movements. She wondered what had brought her here. Was she allowed here? She hoped so.

Rayyda was startled. She began to fumble with a response.
"I-I'm a healer-" she began.
She recalled, for a quick moment, that her master had been summoned to heal members of the royal family on several occasions, and perhaps was known to the Queen.
"I'm- er- I was Fennite's apprentice."

OOC: Rayyda is just Fennite's apprentice, her actual parents are unknown

Rayyda bowed.
"Rayyda, former apprentice to Fennite the Healer, who has fallen to the great plague," she groped for a few final words. "- at your service," she finished.

Rayyda rose, keeping her thoughts to herself. She had given up on a cure years ago, but did the possibility truly leave her mind? Perhaps the lingering desire to start anew on her research was what had brought her.

"The possibility of a cure."
It was a half-truth at best, as she had given up on the cure a long time ago, but what if she tried again?

After resting for a little, I take a walk through my forest. The gentle breeze and the warm sun's rays feel great on me. My scales glisten stars as golden sunlight dances off of them as I enjoy my stroll.

As I am walking through my forest I hear the advance of other dragons. My sapphire blue eyes glisten as I turn to face the guards. I bow politely to them but turning my head as I cough violently. Blood streams from my mouth and I clutch my chest in agony. True I may not have turned like the others but instead I suffer from internal bleeding.

"How can I...I cough violently spilling more blood from my mouth onto the ground, help you," I say as more blood streams from my mouth.

I nod stretching my wings and follow the guards. As I fly with them beside me the sun dances off of my scales making me glisten like stars. My deep blue eyes sparkle as I gaze at the area around me.

OOC: I I changed it.

I bow politely to Crystal and Icestorm before speaking.

"I am Istarri, the last White Dragon, at your service," I say bowing again.

I follow my friends as we walk toward the castle. My eyes sparkle in the light and my scales glisten like stars. My wings remain folded at my side while my long whip-like tail flick back and forth.

Rayyda quietly followed Istarri, observing him closely. Could the existence of dragons like this be the thing that made her master believe in a cure? Surely, surely.
He could be her inspiration, her hope, the very flesh and blood of her new research.
If only she could muster the strength to attempt said research again. For now, she wasn't even sure if such a creature would let a twisted little dragoness near...

I hear Icestorm speak to me and face him.

"Yes my friend," I reply after blowing blue-white flames over an injured fledgling and returning it to is mother, who is very grateful.

I nod my head and smile at Icestorm and Crystal.

"Sure, if that is what you want, I say. Now how do you wish to do this," I ask looking around.

Occ: What was the name of the town/city of the RP

Occ: Ok thanks


Name: Flame
Speices: Human
Elements: Fire
Speical Ability: Compeletly and utter control of Pryomancy or Fire Magic
Age: 16
Weapons: Utter then his hands he carries a sword
Appearance: A red T-shirt with the a picture of a Phoenix, Two white armbands repensenting his status as Starburner, He has mud brown hair and sky blue eyes, he wears light orange fingerless gloves and when its cold he wears a long scarf. He also wears a blue jeans pants
story: He was the youngest ever to be granted the title of Starburner, He also been accepted into the Dragonlord order for his power and honor in combat. His may seem uncaring and cold hearted but he is a natural born leader and will stop at nothing to complete his goal. He was assign to invesgate the mysterious illness that plagues Draco City

Occ: Please tell me that you don't need me to RP like Story thing or whatever that I can RP like I'm used to RPing

Occ: Oh thank you


Flame: *just on the near of Draco City* .......*enters the city*

Flame: I'm from the Dragonlord Order Now Let me past *continues to walk past the Royal Guards*

Flame:.....*continues walking ignoring the Royal Guards*

Flame: *doesn't stop* I've warning you....If you don't let me through then I have no choice but to go in by force *flames burst from his hands*

Flame: You must be King Icestorm.....Like I told these fools I'm from the Dragonlord Order....I'm under orders to invasgate the disease that plagues your city

Flame: *shoots jets of flames from his hands to take flight* If its all the same to you your masjetiy I would like to see the damage thats already done.....

Flame: *flies to the part of the city where the virus was compelely spread* *lands* Hmm.....*walks*

Occ: Yeah but couldn't Flame fly over the wall to get to the other side or the virus didn't affect their flying abilies