Sassy Dalmation

I can't remember his name... He was only alive for like two pages.

Collector... The last Rahkshi who attacked Shark for little rhyme or reason... Well, his body is somewhere at the bottom of the ocean. So good luck

IC: Dahl - Library Okay, that was just pathetic. "So... Let me get this straight. You hear us trying to tell her to karz off. She starts shouting. Maybe we were a little loud, yes, but rather than being a sensible Rahkshi, and telling us to shut the #### up, you decide 'Oh, golly gee, I better try to attack these people. They'll get the message.' Seriously, what the karz was your thought process? You're in a building with well armed and trained warriors mate. What did you think was going to happen?" The fact that he fell over was plainly ridiculous. The fact of the matter was, he was duking it out with two other Rahks with little to no problem. Okay, now I'm pathetic. Lovely. Even so, the fact he was here whining gave me no feelings of sympathy for him... Quite the opposite, in fact.

IC: Dahl - Library The way he commands respect... Hoo boy. I had to take this seriously... Otherwise, I was in big trouble. "Sir, with all due respect, we were simply retaliating against this student. What happened was, me and..." I slowly realized I didn't know the name of the other Rahkshi. Might have to change that. The others... Nah. Plebs, the lot of em. "her, were having a pleasant conversation. Then, she-" I point to Kri, who was still on the ground, unconscious."-decided to come up to us and start insulting us. We told her to leave us be, but then she started shouting. He-" I shift my finger to Frog."- Thought it would then be a good idea to attack us all to get the insulter to shut up, rather than ask politely. Now, I don't know about you, but... I'm not the type of Rahk to stand their defenseless when attacked. So, we decided, admittedly maybe foolishly, to retaliate. After all, we were being targeted with an attack. What else could you do?" This was not like me at all, dear readers. The fact that I was being so serious and depressed made me want to vomit, but... I didn't want to taste the Refectory food twice. So I stood their, and looked like a mourner. And I hated every #### moment of it.

IC: Dahl - Library Well, that's just great. I say, recovering from my slide. I leap up, and turn around... Oh... I stop right where I was. Standing over Malady was a golden Rahkshi of monstrous size. And the way he carries himself... Another Prefect? Man, what the karz. A Rahkshi can't do anything fun here without attracting attention. Even so... It was that feller right there that started this... So... I block the door with myself from Frog, to prevent his escape.

IC: Dahl - Library Okay then you piece of ####... Lezzgo. During my short run at him, I eliminated several plans of action, before settling on one. I continue my charge, but at the last second, break into a slide to his left side. While sliding, I throw my right arm back in an attempt to back hand Frog's knee, spikes and all, so as to knock him to the ground.

The general consensus was that he threw the knife, then put on his gloves, before leaping. Not in that same instant, just in that order. Sorry if that was worded weirdly.

IC: Draco - Hallways I was walking through the halls, lost in thought, until a Porter came scurrying over to me. "Is there a problem?" I ask, slightly startled by its approach. The Porter bobs its head, as if in affirmation. I think for a moment, before signing loudly. "Is it the student I asked you to watch?" Another bob. Why now? I think irritably. "Lead me to him." The Porter bobs again, before turning around and scurrying off. I follow closely behind, annoyed at the fact that my plans had a wrench thrown in them. IC: Dahl - Library The sonic blast hits me dead on, and my head starts pounding. Whirling around, I... Lose my balance, and fall to the ground. Struggling back up, I look to the source(who Malady was already attacking). Wow. Way to be a ####. I think, before grabbing one of my throwing knives, and throwing it at him. I then put on my gloves, and leap at Frog.

IC: Leviathan - Gym On the outside I was silent, but my thoughts were of annoyance. You aren't a prefect. If you were, then you wouldn't be complaining about this idiot trying to kill you. You would have fought back tenfold.

IC: Dahl - Library "Oh, well excuuuuuse me. I don't see you trying to make this karz-forsaken rock in the middle of nowhere livelier. Instead, you're just slingin mud. Let me put it simple to ya. You're insults are garbage. You're not wanted here. Ya might as well leave if that's the best you can offer. No... I'm not even giving you the option. Leave." I say, growing more serious. This Rahk is just plain annoying... IC: Leviathan - Gym "A simple bystander who has watched what began as a simple spar devolve into something far more... Brutal." I reply.

IC: Leviathan - Gym And just like that, the gym had become a major source of activity. I stood, and began to observe all the situations. First, there was the tournament, but off to the side was a lone Rahk, with a single fin, observing... Much like me... Then there was the incident with the masochist, but more intriguingly was a certain winged Rahkshi's activity. The power he commanded... Perhaps he is one of the prefects? A new incident, however, drew all my thoughts away. One Rahkhsi against another, only... Something was off. I realized that one Rahkshi had two heads. Odd... What's more, the two headed one seemed to be not really fighting. Their opponent on the other hand, was being vicious, launching kicks and knocking the weapon out of their hand. The two headed one wishes not to fight... I realize. Anger boiled inside of me. This situation reminded me of the one with my brothers and sisters. Mocked and sneered at. Attacked with no cause. Before I realized what was happening, I stormed over to the "battle", before growling, "Enough." OOC: Levi interacting with Phobia/ Glaciem Ignis.

IC: Dahl - Library "I mean... I guess my ability is a bit dodgy..." I say, silently chuckling to myself. Let's see if this idiot gets the memo. He isn't wanted here.

IC: Dahl - Library Wow. That's the first thing she does? Insult me? And not only that, but a horrid attempt? Well, if you want to provoke me, you're going to have to do better than that. "Why thank you. I really do think that it shows how strong my neck is, so I'm rather glad that I'm finally getting some recognition." I say with apparent gratitude. Your move, #####.

IC: Dahl - Library I held back a chuckle, before recovering. "Y'know, it is rather rude to interrupt a conversation with 'Oi, you two!' Could've just done a polite 'pardon me,' or the more preferable option: 'I'm sorry for interrupting, my lords, but...' There was so much you could do! Eh, whatever. Anyways, what d'you want?"

IC: Dahl - Library "Well, considering I'm still alive and kicking, I'd say not too bad. Plus, his idiocy definitely brightened up my day." I say in response to Malady.

Draco may be an idiot, but I'm sure that he won't let anything slip to the other prefects. After all, Draco is pretty powerful, but the others are just as, if not more, dangerous. He knows the risks of this new philosophy.

... Except it's not rebellion at all. He's merely understanding that each Rahkshi is a unique entity, and has a choice as to who they want to be. He made his choice to be loyal, and he's sticking to that. He's not seeing the world as black and white now.

Woo, character development for Draco.

IC: Dahl "Yes, I'm so scared of the Rahkshi who throws a temper tantrum." I say, smirking. "In all seriousness, though, I'd be more than happy to go a few rounds with somebody. So... If you're challenging me, then I'm more than willing to accept the offer." IC: Draco - Hallways/Gym I walk into the gym, barely noticing the ongoing tournament. I had other issues on my mind. Moving to my own corner, I summon a several targets, while I draw Necrosmith. Switching it to scythe mode, I will the targets to rush towards me. I wait for the first line to get in range, before obliterating them with a clean horizontal slash. The second wave appears, and I slash through two of them again, before instantly switching to hammer mode and smashing the rest. Where is the rush? I think furiously. Normally, causing destruction with my weapons would bring great joy to me. But not now. I quickly summon up more targets, all while placing Necrosmith on my back and drawing my longswords. Willing them to rush towards me, I swing at one with one blade, before stabbing another with both, and ripping it open. I hack and slash through them, as if they were no more than butter, and yet... I felt nothing. Furious with myself, I amp up the difficulty. I created a plethora of "enemies," and have them all rush towards me. I start slashing again, but this time with level 4 cyclonic abilities aiding my speed. Speed was definitely my ally here. nothing Nothing NOTHING. Furious, I start blasting the targets with concentrated cyclonic bursts, breaking some, while slowing down others(which I promptly destroyed). Eventually, I could barely breathe. Exhausted, I slump against the wall. I could ravage villages easily. I could beat any #### Rahkshi here. And yet... I feel no urge to fight. I slowly stand, with a troubled expression on my face. I am one of the strongest and fastest Rahkshi in this school. I hold a power here that most would only dream of. I could bend anybody to my will... But no. I look around the room. They... No, we aren't mindless beings like our lesser brothers. Each of us has a dream we want to fulfill. We have a purpose that isn't to just kill. We have... Choice. Why should we be confined by another's will? ... ... ... Am I planning to rebel? ... No. I made a choice to be loyal to the Makuta, and I will stick with it. But that doesn't mean others have to. ... Like Vitesse. I grip the hilt of my blade tighter. Ever since I arrived, we have been at odds over this discussion. Maybe... Maybe I should apologize. I turn to exit the gym, feeling like a changed Rahk.

IC: Dahl - Hallways "So basically you're telling me to leave the source of any entertainment in this Karz-forsaken place? Nah. Also, I believe it was you who made this situation ugly with your rather... Short temper. Although, your face might contribute to it, too..." I said cheerily, reaching back for a chair. This could be good... OOC: Hello to you too.

IC: - Library "Well, isn't this a rather grim sight?" I say, looking up from my book about swordplay. I had heard the prefect's name(which wasn't hard to do, considering the ruckus), and knew that things were about to get interesting. Slamming the book, I hop up from my chair, and go to observe the scene going down. What even caused this... Oh. My gaze had shifted over to Malady, who was badmouthing two Rahkshi... Wait. No. One.With two heads. Oh, this day keeps getting better and better. OOC: Dahl interacting with Library group.

Alright, edited out the falchion.

That's not at all what I was going for. The only two things I'm pulling from Dark Souls is the Avelyn(which I can remove easily) and my intense dislike for spears in those games. Everything else... I've had the idea for this character for a surprisingly long time. A quick-fingered, nimble mercenary who has a taste for bad jokes. Playing as someone with no alliances but to themself has always been fun for me, and I thought that curved blade weapons would fit him more, what with his nimbleness. As for him being a Dark Souls expy... A) Characters in Dark Souls have an incredible variety in weaponry, and B) he would literally have no personality, as the characters barely show any emotions during the sparse cutscenes. In the end, I know it's your choice, but those are just my two cents on the issue. EDIT: just saw the post above. Avelyn is gone.

Name: Dahl Variation: Dodge Level: 2 Gender: Male Gear: Dahl carries a pair of scimitars, as well as a pair of thick leather gloves, with spikes embedded into them, and a set of throwing knives. Appearance: Dahl is a slightly taller than average Rahkshi, primarily colored black with his lower arms and legs silver. His faceplate contains heavier armor than the rest of his body, which is also silver. From his lower forearms to his wrists, he has wrapped lightweight chains around him(he claims that this helps him somehow, but more than likely, he's just trying to be stylish). His eyes are a brilliant shade of blue. Personality: Dahl can best be described as eccentric. Randomly cracking (rather bad-humoured) jokes. He likes to overexaggerate movements, and believes sarcasm is a positive teaching tool. He considers himself a sellsword, and will do work... For a price. He is extraordinarily dexterous, and, with his powers, could stand toe to toe with most Rahkshi. However, he often gets cocky in a fight, and will often take damage he could have easily avoided. The one thing he absolutely loathes is a spear user, as he calls it "a cheap weapon with no style." Bio: Dahl's history is pretty standard. He was spawned from a lesser known Makuta, and after a bit of training, was shipped off to Corpus.

IC: Draco - Hallways Talk about triggered. I turn to head towards the gym again. A few weeks ago, I would have tried to kill anybody who disrespected me like that. So why didn't I this time?