Melany: Are you certain? I'm an adept healer, and I have salves that are efficient for bruising.

Erronys: *grins again*

Malcolm: You'll please excuse his silence. Erronys is mute.

Simperer: I'm fine. *scowls*

Me: You're muleheaded when you want to be, did you know that?

Alastair: Oooooh....*smiles at Erronys* You've got a big smile, Erronys.

Me: duh, he could eat you in like two bites. He's a dragon. *i think* His mouth has to be big. *goes off to make character intros for Joutsen and Ilati* everybody, meet Joutsen and Ilati.

Joutsen: Hello!

Ilati: *hisses and bares her fangs*

Mordir: I see... Sounds like you have a reliable community you live with.

Chayn: Interesting... Have you and Tanner been practicing.

Emeer: Hello! You have quite the assortment of characters. You all should visit Allare sometime.

Me: If they do, let me know so I can hide Yovak from the Simperer. Those two do NOT need to become fast friends. Unless we want two worlds in total mass destruction.

Emeer: Who did what now?

Chayn: Aris is being dramatic.

Tynx: *Bursts into the light, followed on his heels by an angry Rynx* Yipes! *Flinches under the arrow*

Rynx: *Spots the drawing* Who did this?!?!?!?!

Tynx: M-

Mordir: *Hisses* Don't tell him, idiot!

Rynx: M? Who is M?!

Emeer: Someone call me?

Rynx: You!!!!

Chayn: *Huffs* He did nothing, little demon.

Rynx: Then WHO?!?!?

Me: Isn't he the bundle of sunshine?

Chayn: *Looks the the Simperer* I meant nothing like that. I won't be eating you.

Me: *Hugs Erro* Mute or not, he's awesome.

Emeer: Hello Joutsen and Ilati! I'm Emeer!

Me: Interesting... he's a social butterfly... not sure how well that'll work in my book, though...

Mordir: I'm still not even sure how the sixteen year old kid can be the leader of Dragon Keepers.

Me: Yeah, well, his age fit. And the DKs are kinda like a youth movement, anyway.

Erronys: *blinks appreciatively at Alace and grins modestly at Aris*

Me: Basilisks are really huge, so it probably wouldn't even be that much...

Melany: As you like... *stands up and looks about* Oh, hello, Mordir. It's been an age.

Guilo: Yep! Aren, our mentor is training us.

Me: OooooOOOOOoooooooohhh....he's a basilisk. Ok. Sorry, Erronys. So like...half a bite?
*to Emeer* Oh, thank you, Emeer. Please tell Aris her characters are amazing, and that she needs to post more chapters in that "story yet unnamed critique requested" thread of hers. *glances amusedly at Aris* yes. Keeping them separated would be a good idea. Those two would be an evil, world-dominating dynamic duo. It would be very, very bad. And funny...

Tinsley: *follows Rynx with her bow, keeping a green eye on him at all times* Easy, sir. Calm down. And then I won't have to use this.

Simperer: *continues sulking in corner*

Joutsen: Greetings, friend Emeer!

Ilati: *hisses at Emeer and crawls like a salamander onto the wall of the thread*

Me: Stop acting like a villain.

Ilati: *sees Simperer*

Me: *poofs him back into WIP* that would have been bad...he'll be back later. Now, Ilati: behave!!

Ilati: Fine. *bends over backwards and flips off the wall*to Emeer* A pleasssure, Emeer.

Me: Stop being creepy!!!

Ilati: I am not creepy. I am a Dark Elf, which you need to give a ssspecies name to.

Me: Stop hissing!

Ilati: My tongue isss forked for a reason.

Mordir: *Looks casually over at Melany* It has. We didn't have a squable, did we?

Me: She was probably busy healing all the people you wounded.

Mordir: Oh.

Chayn: *Nods, pleased* Good. Do not slack off, now.

Emeer: *Looks at me*

Me: *Pats* I heard. Aww, thank you. I'll work on getting more of my story up. I've taken a pause in its weiting for a bit to develop characters more. They all need it desperately.

Rynx: *Whirls on Tinsley* Who are you to order me around, girl?! Your petty weapons cannot harm me.

Tynx: Oh lay off, Rynx.

Rynx: Excuse me?!?!

Me: Rynx, chill. Don't possess anybody

Rynx: Who's to stop me?

Me: Uh... I am, actually. I brought you into this world, I can take you back out.

Mordir: That sounds.... disturbing.

Emeer: *Jumps back at Ilati's hissing. Looks at Joutsen and flashes a smile* Hello. You enjoying it here? I just arrived myself.

Mordir: *Watches the Simperer poof* Aw. No more teasing?

Me: No. Gives my brain a reprieve from trying to give you clever retorts.

Emeer: *Looks at Ilati warily, but smiles and bows* A pleasure, m'lady. I've never met a Dark Elf before. Then again, I've never met an Elf before. Or a half-Elf.

Me: Hmm... Sheltered and talkative... not quite the direction I hoped he would go... But I suppose I can work with it.

Chayn: He can be serious, too.

Me: *Gasps sharply, making Tynx and Rynx jump* Story idea!!!! Gaw... It'd be so interesting!!!

Mordir: *Tries to peer at idea* Why can't I see?

Me: Because it involves you. And because I've no idea if I'll do it.

Mordir: Should I be concerned?

Me: ....I've realized how many of my characters have the 'eer' (as in 'deer') sound in their names. Maybe Allare has an affinity for those names.

Mordir: I hate you.

Me: You've mentioned that before.

Me: you're welcome. I know what a pain development can be.

All my characters: HEY! *Ilati hisses*

Me: why do you think I brought y'all in here?!

*collective snort of disapproval*

Tinsley: Perhaps not, *tugs on bowstring* but it couldn't hurt anything...

Me: Rynx, don't even try reasoning with her. She's in guardian mode, and she's not exactly...sane, so...save your breath. It'll be easier all the way around.

Joutsen: I'm not sure yet...Is very odd, this place.

Me: I didn't know you talked like that!

Joutsen: *blinks at Rynx and shifts into a mirror image* what have we here? Hello, green and black Fox!

Me: *to Mordir* Aw, don't worry, Mordir. He'll be back. I just realized that I couldn't have him and *indicates Ilati* her in the same room together.

Ilati: *waves maimed hand around wildly* Or he would be a dead man!!

Me: Um...to put it bluntly, yeah, I suppose so.

Alastair: That's the possession fox? *jumps when Joutsen shifts* Two of them!! *stays between Tinsley, Malcolm, and Erronys*

Melany: On that occasion, you were among the wounded.

Me: Everyone hated Mordir then. I think she's partly to blame for his later turn around. We have a lot of introverts in here that aren't getting much talking in. *pokes Trevelian*

Rynx: I am doing you no harm, female. I doubt I could do much with my annoying counterpart around. *Looks at Tinsley critically. Looks at her bad eye for a minute, then looks at Joutsen* You dare mock me?

Tynx: Joutsen's a shifter?!?!? Sweet!!!

Emeer: It does seem a bit odd here. People arguing, characters shouting at writers. It's chaos.

Me: So what else is new?

Mordir: I see. I'm guessing he hurt her?

Me: I wouldn't pry if I were you.

Mordir: I'm not prying. I'm clarifying.

Rynx: *Looks at Alastair* Is this the one who had everyone crowded about him? Seems young.

Tynx: Leave him be, Rynx. Guess who drew the picture! I posed for it!

Rynx: *Snarls* It was that Michael character, wasn't it?!

Tynx: Got it first try. So you remember what happened last time...

Rynx: Remember?! How could I not?!

Me: Heehee.

Rynx: *Snarls again. He suddenly dissolves into the air, disappearing*

Tynx: Aaarrrrissss....

Me: Yes, that's new.

Mordir: *Blinks* Oh yeah, I think I remember that...

Me: I should search for why exactly you were in her care. To tease you.

Mordir: You're already keeping secrets from me! I have a right to know!

Me: No you don't. It's not important to the story. They're just little bits of trivia that aren't important.

Tinsley: *narrows eyes* *steps more in front of Alastair, bow still drawn* I don't trust you, fox. It's like trusting a crocodile in a fish bowl.

Joutsen: *to Rynx* Uh...Yeah. I do. *to Tynx* Yes I'm a shifter. And you? *shifts into Tynx*

Me: he's mischievous. Who knew?

Ilati: *slinks up to Mordir and taps a claw on his chest to emphasise each word* He. Cut. Off. My. Fingers. Because it was fun. *bares teeth at the thought*

Me: The dark elves have an instant regeneration sort of thing...So when he couldn't torture her, he maimed her.

Ilati: and it was not wise.

Me: easy, Ilati. He's gone. Chill. I'll give you a firework.

Ilati:

Me: they also came up with fireworks.

Alastair: I am young. I'm thirteen. How old are you?

Tinsley: *relaxes when Rynx disappears*

Alace: where'd he go? *double take at twin Tynxes* what?

Joutsen: *laughs* this is a curious form. It has no means of flight whatever.

Alastair: Hi, Trevelian. How are you?

Trevelian: *is pulled back to the present* *looks up at hearing his name* *stares rather long at Alace* Oh. I am well. Thank you.

Tynx: Me too! *Shifts into a swan* Ooh, this is weird. Ever been a duck before.

Me: *Face/palm*

Mordir: *Holds still* Understood. I don't like him much either, so can we maybe not puncture my chest with claws?

Tynx: Rynx is... I don't know exactly how old. Really old, I think.

Me: Yeah, the 19-21 I put for his bio doesn't really fit anymore. Where'd he go, anyway?

Tynx: *Shrugs* Wherever he went, I'm glad he's- *winces and starts shaking violently. Shifts into a fox, but his fur is black and green*

Me: Oh... Squid face.

Mordir: I don't like that tone...

Chayn: Did that demon seriously just that?

Emeer: *Is about as confused as can be*

Rynx: *Smirks* You all should know better than to mocks and threaten a demon.

Chayn: Aris!

Me: I'm talking too much. He won't listen, and I'm letting you guys deal with it. I ain't doing anything. I wanna see where this goes.

Mordir: It's going to go into a new thread if you let it go!

Me: Interesting.

Emeer: Is she always this apathetic?

Mordir: No, actually.

Chayn: This would be the first time...

Alastair: you're welcome.

Joutsen: Awesome!. *also shifts into a swan*

Ilati: A thousssand pardons. *emits a strange little laugh and walks away from Mordir*

Me: TYNXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!

Alastair: Mighty God... Rynx!! *steps forward*

Me: Calm down, Alace. You're still wounded, remember?

*Alastair scowls at Rynx*: Let him go, Rynx!

Tinsley: New rules.*pounces on Rynx, bow drawn* Very uncool, demon fox. Let Tynx go!

*Ilati screeches and Joutsen shifts into a firebird*

Me: What a lot of havoc you just wreaked, Rynx. Be proud of yourself.

Me: Things happen too fast in here.

Michael: *brow knits in concern for a moment as the strange sounds emanate from Tynx's corner, but then gets a hold of himself when Tynx and Rynx appear*

Me: Well he would have said more about here, but things happened too quickly. XD

Michael: *catches up with the goings on* Hello, Rynx; miss me? Ah, seems you aren't quite useless after all... *adjusts glasses* Interesting. I suppose Tynx is still alive in there, somewhere. *frowns for a moment, considering some momentary dilemma, before coming to a decision* Let him go, Rynx. Tynx is one of the few interesting people in this room; possess someone else.
(@Everyone else in the room) Anyone here want to volunteer?

Mordir: *Lifts an eyebrow* Should I be concerned about the laughter?

Me: Meh. Worst case scenario she murders you.

Mordir: Oh, thanks.

Rynx: *Smirks* Got your precious friend, did I? Got everyone's feathers and fur in a ruffle, hmm?

Mordir: *Lifts hands* I would like to note that I have nothing to do with this, and none of this is my fault.

Chayn: *Nudges his shoulder* And we all appreciate that.

Me: I remember why Melany remembers Mordir! I searched it last night and got sucked in to reading part of the rebellion!

Mordir: Yeah. Thysal stabbed my shoulder and Malcolm nearly bit my head off.

Emeer: *Is looking like a deer in the headlights* Am I supposed to do something?

Mordir: No.

Rynx: *Looks at Michael with a scowl* I'll deal with you and your insulting artistry in a moment. *Looks at Tinsley* You kill me, Tynx goes too.

Me: If this starts to turn into something that should go in another thread, lemme know.

Emeer: The interest she's taking in this is worrying.

Mordir: When does Aris NOT worry us?

Malcolm: Did I, indeed? I had forgotten that.

Mordir: *Rubs neck uncomfortably* Yes, you did. You nearly killed me. Because I wasn't shutting up or something while Jayson and Thysal were demanding I call the villains off. And yes, I am holding a grudge.

Malcolm: *shrugs* I'm sure it will not be the last time I make a human enemy.

Michael: (@Tinsley) No! I need Rynx alive!
(@Rynx) Look, if all you're interested in is possessing somebody, go ahead and possess me. What are you after anyway?

Me: *screams at post count*

Shawn: "Eesh." *covers ears*

Jayson: "Just read it already."

Me: *continues screaming*

Hawkes: *glares*

*several minutes later, after the help of a Leprechaun...*

Jayson: (to Mordir) "Would not so!"

Hawkes: (to Mordir) *raises an eyebrow*

Me: "That's it?"

Hawkes: "There isn't really a response to that."

Shawn: (to Mordir) "We aren't in your way. And maybe you should take a break from killing everyone." (in general) "Wait, possessing what?" *stares in confusion at Tynx-now-Rynx*

Mordir: *To Malcolm* Yeah, but you almost took my head off!

Rynx: *Sneers at Michael* I'm a mischief maker, human. I cause chaos.

Me: Well, I'm not sure what his purpose is.

Mordir: *To Jayson* I came close, at any rate. If Aris hadn't taken away my sword, I would have. *To Hawkes* I will admit that may have been a weak response...

Me: He admitted defeat?

Mordir: No. I admitted the reply was weak. There was no surrender involved. *Looks at Shawn* That's like asking a blacksmith to cease his trade, lass. Assassination is what I do. I have children to feed.

Me: I think she meant around here.

Mordir: Well, they shouldn't irritate me.

Rynx: If you want your precious shifter back, fine. *Black and green 'particles' leave Tynx. Materializes into Rynx a few feet away*

Tynx: *Gasps and tries to dig his claws into the ground* What fell on me?!

Mordir: Tynx, relax.

Emeer: Uh, guys...

Tynx: Where is that mangy demon?! Lemme at him!!! Come out of me, you evil thing!

Chayn: Tynx, you're alright! He left you!

Tynx: *Freezes* He did? *Sees Tinsley's arrows and yelps* I promise I didn't do it!!!

Mordir: Someone shoot me now...

Emeer: Guys!

Mordir: What?!

Emeer: *Points to Alastair* That demon just went into him.

Chayn: *Snarls* Get out of him, demon!!!!

Tynx: *Growls* He's hiding inside of him. He probably won't hurt him, though.

Malcolm: Which is why it is somewhat reasonable that you would hold a grudge, and I am willing to accept that.

Michael: (@Rynx) Better. Do you prefer to cause individual chaos or chaos on a more collective level? You certainly were effective when it came to causing chaos in this chat room-- *deep in thought* Interesting...

Shawn: *runs and picks up Tynx* "Are you okay?"

Jayson: "Would not have beat me!"

Me: "Actually, yes, he--"

Jayson: *glares*

Me: "He would have beat you. Simple fact."

Hawkes: (to Mordir) *bluntly* "You wouldn't be the first to call me failure."

Me:*to Mordir* I'm not sure. Ilati is not one to be messed with...but like your author said, the worst she'll do is kill you. Just kidding!!

Tinsley: *immediately gets off Tynx* Sorry, Tynx! I was aiming at Rynx. Who was technically in you...*aims at Mordir* I can shoot you, if you want.

Me: He was being sarcastic.

Tinsley: Oh. *puts bow away*

Alastair: *claps when Rynx leaves Tynx* Yay! Tynx is back! Now--*freezes when Rynx enters him. Stares blankly for a moment* What...just...happened? *panicked expression*

Tinsley: Rynx! You l--

Me: No language!! *laughs at Rynx's target of choice* Omq...Alace? You okay?

Alastair: What do I do?! He's--inside me! *massages the side of his neck, attempting to ward off a panic attack* Help!

Tynx: I think so. *Blinks* He didn't hurt me, I don't think...

Mordir: *Smirks at Jayson* See, your author agrees with me.

Me: If I had left you to hand-to-hand combat he would have beaten you.

Mordir: Isn't that basically what you did?

Me: Not at first, no.

Mordir: *Looks at Hawkes* Oh? Must have been a big failure, then.

Me: Oi, don't be mean.

Mordir: I'll do what I want.

Me:

Mordir: *Looks at Abigail* I'll be sure to not make her angry, then.

Tynx: *Looks at Alace* Im afraid there's not much we can do. He shouldn't do anything terrible, I don't-

Rynx: *His eyes take the place of Alace's* Miss me?

Tynx: Get out of him, Rynx!!!!

Mordir: Aris still isn't helping?

Me: Aris is talking too much here. I'm staying out.

Rynx: Humans have odd bodies. What happens if you walk off the cliff?

Tynx: *Snarls* Don't you dare!!!!

Rynx: *To Michael* I prefer any sort of mischief. For instance. *Makes Alace hop on one foot and spin* See? I enjoy mischief.

Me: If this gets too big, I can make a thread, or something. Or shoo Rynx out of chat. (And if Abigail prefers Alace not to be possessed or anything. I'm making this up as I go )

Me: That's very smart, Mordir. Good idea.

Ilati: *flicks her tongue out, amused*

Joutsen: I'm glad you're not hurt, Tynx. That must have been awful!

Tinsley: *looks horrified, but can't bring herself to threaten Rynx out of Alace with a weapon*

Alastair: *tries to cover his mouth when Rynx starts speaking* W-why …why can't I see? *his hands tremble slightly and he puts them out in front of him, as if warding off a cliff edge* I can't go over a cliff! I'll--I'll die if I fall off a cliff! Please don't----*hops on one foot and spins around* Aaaah!!!! *starts hyperventilating*

Me: No, Aris, it's okay. I, for one, am enjoying this. A lot. More than I should be, I think...

Tinsley: You are so cruel to him sometimes.

Me: that's because it's easy, and entertaining. Pipe down. Besides, it's fun to watch somebody else control him, against his will.

Me: And what respect Michael just received for Rynx is gone like that. *snaps fingers*

Michael: (@Aris) Is there any way one could... take Rynx's powers away?

Me: Michael...

Shawn: "Oh, good." *cuddles Tynxie*

Jayson: (to Mordir) "I would have whupped your tail."

Me: "Right..."

Hawkes: (to Mordir) "Thanks, don't mention it."

Malcolm: *gently places a heavy foreleg on Alace so he has to stay still*

Erronys: *looks at Alace, breathes in and out deeply, then looks at Alace again expectantly*

Tynx: Me too. I'm kind of used to it, though. He stuck around Iside me a lot longer before.

Rynx: *Laughs* No cliff, then? You are a rather weak-kneed human. *Looks at Tinsley* Does it bother you, little miss? I say, do you know how to dance? *Leaves Alace and enters Tinsley. Thrusts her forward and makes her dance with Michael* Dance with the lady, my boy! I care little for your respect, so losing what I had doesn't make me miffed.

Mordir: *Groans* I'm not the one being possessed, and I feel embarrassed.

Me: *To Michael* Um... I don't know. I suppose I could, but then he'd need an actual demon form. Which he still doesn't have.

Tynx: *Rubs head against Shawn's cheek*

Mordir: *To Hawkes* Don't mention what? What'd I do? *To Jayson* Right. Of course you would have.

Rynx: *Looks at Malcolm and Erronys* Making you nervous, fellas? You're big creatures. Wonder what it would be like...

Chayn: *Snarls and paces, wanting to do something but can't* Cowardly demon. Stop hiding behind the minds of others!

Tinsley: *hysterically to Malcolm* Get off! You're crushing him!!

Joutsen: No he's not. Relax, Tinsley.

Tinsley: Relax? Relax?!?! How can I relax? *points to Alace* Look at him!! Rynx, so help me, Uh...

Alastair: *hears Erronys's breathing example, stops hyperventilating and takes several shuddery, deep breaths**blinks in surprise* Hey, I can see again! Tinsley! Tinsley?

Tinsley: *dances helplessly with Michael*

Ilati: Oh dear....thissss is pathetic.

Joutsen: Agreed. They make a nice pair, though.

Me: *facepalm* You are hopeless, Joutsen.

Tinsley: *screams in anger, face turning red*

Alastair: Tinsley!! *to Malcolm* Let me up let me up let me up!!! *to Rynx* By the Great I Am, let her go, demon! *eyes flash with fire*

Me: Whoa, Alastair is acting mature now. I thought I brought the thirteen year old version of him in here....

Ilati: You did. But he's already been renamed Fireheart.

Me: He wasn't acting like it a second ago.

Ilati: A second ago Tins wasn't being humiliated and possessed.

Me: Hmm. True. Watch yourself, Alastair. Rynx has more to come, I'm sure.

Rynx: Ooh, does the lady have feelings for the boy?

Emeer: *Hurries over to Alastair* You alright? Sit down if you need to.

Mordir: Okay, this imp is just annoying now. *Tries to pry Tinsley from Michael*

Rynx: Ooh, someone jealous? *Makes Tinsley dance with Mordir*

Me: *Explodes into laughter*

Mordir: Not funny Aris!!!! Make him stop!!!! Let Michael best him up or something!!!

Chayn: *Tilts her head* You two dance rather well.

Mordir: Oh, don't even. *Looks at Tinsley* I won't breathe a word of this if you won't.

Alastair: *glances at Emeer and unwillingly sits, glaring daggers at Tinsley/Rynx* Rynx is going to die. First Tynx will kill him, then Tinsley, then Mordir.

Me: *dies laughing* Dancing with Tinsley? Heavens, what will your wife think, Mordir?

Tinsley: My lips are sealed. *refuses to look at Mordir during the dance*

Emeer: *Sits down by Alastair* Do you need anything?

Mordir: ARIS!!

Me: She won't know! I promise!

Chayn: You have her bio up here...

Mordir: Chayn! Not. Helping!! *Looks at Tinsley* *In a tone only she can hear* You dance well.

Rynx: Ooh, getting nervous, lady? Let's try the Basilisk, eh? *Leaves Tinsley and enters Erronys (if Kitra has no objections)*

Mordir: *Steps back immediately* Escuse me while I murder the imp.

Chayn: We can't do anything to him when he's taken over another. Aris?

Me: Yeah... Um, maybe he can enter a person only once?

Mordir: So he has to enter all of us before we can kill him?

Tynx: Well, at the rate he's changing, we shouldn't have to wait too long.

Me: *Grumbles* I'm working on it!

Shawn: *hugs Tynx and watches the antics with nervousness*

Jayson: "Mordir, quit fooling around!"

Me: "You..." *headdesk* "I give up."

Hawkes: (to Mordir) "Don't mention the size failure."

Me: "Not everyone here knows about that."

Hawkes: "Oh."

Alastair: *picks at bandage* A glass of water would be nice...and a demon-slaying weapon of some kind...

Tinsley: *raises eyebrows. Also quietly* Thank you. So do you. *looks relieved and also steps back* I'm so glad that's over! Only once, huh? Then three of us are immune already. Stop hiding like the coward you are, Rynx!

Ilati: *pulls out a firecracker**waits deviously*

Michael: What the--?

Me: No language.

Michael: *struggles against Tinsley until she finally lets go of him*
*growls* (@Aris) Pity. His powers could be so useful; they are such a waste with him.
(@Me) Where's my sword when I need it!

Me: You can't have it. Technically, this room doesn't allow fighting.

Michael: (@Me) Can't we bend the rules just a little?
(@Rynx) I suggest you leave this creature. Now.

Mordir: I wasn't fooling around! I couldn't do anything!

Me: Dude, he's making you angry on purpose. Chill. You two were such good friends. Don't destroy the relationship.

Mordir: What in all Allare made you think we were friends?

Me:

Mordir: *To Hawkes* Oh. I see.

Me: Probably a good thing he doesn't know.

Rynx: *Glares at Michael* Come and make me, little boy!

Me: Oh yeah, because calling names makes everyone feel better.

Emeer: *Laughs and pats his shoulder* I don't know how much luck I'll have in finding the weapon, but I doubt the water will be as elusive.

Me: I've got it. Magic doesn't affect the possessed person. Only Rynx. Physical attacks hurt only the person (and Rynx, if they die).

Rynx:

Mordir: *Smiles* You and me both.

Rynx: Coward? Hey, I don't have a solid demon form, so I need a body to posses!

Me: I'll work on it tomorrow!

Michael: *word bleeped out by author*, I never got the chance to learn any magic. Then I guess there's only one thing to do. *leans down and takes something from his boot, before rising back up and diving for Erronys soft under-belly*

Me: No! No fighting! I think we will need to take this elsewhere 'til everything gets sorted out.

Kaida: *sees the demon enter Erronys*

Tanner: Why would a demon entering your best friend be good??

Kaida: You obviously don't know Erroy.

Erronys: *sits upright, closes his eyes and smiles, his grin growing wider and wider as thoughts, joyful memories, and prayers rush through his head, he lets out a trumpeting roar of well-founded joy*

Kaida: Because no demon could stand up to what he keeps inside.

Guilo: She's smiling.

Michael: *stops short before plunging the knife into Erronys* What's going on?

Alastair: *watches Erronys and lets out a cheer*

Me: ok. He's acting normal now. Omq, Kaida just smiled!! *searches sky for flying pigs*

Me: Even though I don't know Erroy well, that makes sense.

Tynx: *Follows Abigail's eyes* Watcha lookin' for up there?

Rynx: No!!!! What is all this... light?! Fine! *Exits Erronys. And shakes himself* Blurgh.... too much light in that one.

Me: You might want to be careful on who you choose, buddy. Who knows how many others will do the same.

Rynx: *In his black/green Tynx form* Why don't I have my real form?!

Me: Because that's your real form. You've been stuck in a rock for years with no form. Tynx was the first body you possessed and created a new body from.

Rynx: Oh come on! That's not fair! I don't look at all scary like this! Please tell me I get some special powers!!!!

Me: Maybe. Now, you either want to run or possess somebody, 'cause you have several angry people wanting to kill you. Alace made a list. *To Sui* We can resolve it now. I really had no idea where this was going to go anyway.

Mordir: *Watching Erroy* I don't know anything about Basilisks, but how can anyone have that much joy? Especially when faced with being possessed by a miniature demon?

Rynx: Oi!!

Me: I suggest Rynx runs 'cause considering my physical capabilities, I won't be able to hold Michael down very long. *tackles charry*

Michael: Get off me! *struggles against author*

Me: Oof! Otherwise, we're still going to have to take this elsewhere.

Erronys: *looks at Mordir* *turns and emotes something to Malcolm* *looks back at Mordir*

Malcolm: He says it has nothing to do with his race, but that he has learned to be small and weak so that the Lord is great and strong in him. That even though he is an animal, he has been given that gift.

Me: You heard the man, Rynx.

Rynx: HA! The human thinks he can take me?

Me: Apparently he does. Now scoot and if Sui and Michael wish, we can get a duel thread going for the two of you to have at each other.

Mordir: Seriously?

Emeer: Why does Michael hate Rynx so much?

Me: I think it had something to do with a previous encounter, now fueled by Rynx's possessing people?

Mordir: *Looks at Erronys* Were you angry with this God because you're small and weak? I would be. I mean, you get stuck with the risk of being teased and picked on. Wouldn't that make you angry?

Me: Erroy is small and weak?

Me: Just for clarification, no. Erroy is somewhere near seventy feet long and at least ten tons (his head alone is bigger than just above everyone in the room).

Malcolm: Physically, we dragons are the furthest things from small (accept the pyrausta) and weak. Erronys means that his own abilities are not something he chooses to rely on because, as you can see with the tiny demon, that can easily be turned on its head. But where he would be weak, he has been given strength.

Erronys: *indicates mouth, emotes talking, nods and grins*

Mordir: Oh, so it's not a physical weakness. My bad.

Me: Big Basilisk.

Mordir: You put a lot of trust in this God of yours. Why? Why not rely on your own strengths to make up for the weaknesses?

Erronys: *points to Rynx* *points to himself* *Eyes turn from yellow to red as he blasts fire into the sky* *shrugs*

Kaida: Basically, we'd all be dead now if he had gone that way.