Demon Kingdom RP [Open!!]

(She wouldn't know your motives either, just that you practice with a sword or somethin.)

(Okie :p )

(She wouldn't know your motives either, just that you practice with a sword or somethin.)

(Ok)
Arya was 'praying' that the dragon hadnt seen the sword

"It's fine, you can continue to practise. I just wanted to ask you something." Druia said.

"Uh… What?" Arya brings out the sword but doesnt use it

(How should I make my entrance?)

(Maybe you find Max and Mira?)

"How would you feel about a mentor?" Druia asked.

"A mentor? I already have some…" Arya was starting to feel antsy, "What's a dragon doing here." She snaps trying to act more 'dignified'

"Speaking as the advisor of the royal family, those are tutors, not mentors."

"They're the same thing." She wasnt really thinking straight. What if she tells my parents what if she knows hoe I really feel about them

(I'm not exactly sure how to introduce Azrail.)

Druia chuckled. "Hardly. A mentor teaches you about life, a tutor teaches nothing useful at all!"

"They're the same thing." She wasnt really thinking straight. What if she tells my parents what if she knows hoe I really feel about them

(She knows…. lol)

"And either way, I know your secret. You truly dislike your mother and father's reign, don't you?"

Arya stares at her, open mouthed, "But how-"

"Shhhh, nobody can hear us."

(Hello?)

Arya starts, almost dropping the sword

"Listen, I wouldn't tell anyone unless it was a must, but I need us to find a more private place."

Arya opens her mouth to say something but doesnt. Her mind was too crowded with questions

"Have you heard of the Rebellion?"

"Well of coarse I have. I-" She cuts herself off quickly, eyeing the dragon.

"Well, let's find a private area and then talk."

Name: Chrysanthemum Dragon
Age: 18
Gender/Sexuality: Female/Pansexual
Species: Draconic Demon (If that's okay.)
(Keep one of the following): Demon Hunter: Rebel Leader
Appearance: Dark black hair in a jawline cut, tan skin, one violet eye, one red eye. Purple scales lining her eyes, arms, legs, chest, and two arches on her forehead. She has two horns that curl back before returning to a point towards upwards. A pair of wings with a purple scaled frame and black lining.
Personality: Rebellious (Duh), Leadership qualities, however a slight loner, likes to control the group for a far, great a manipulating the truth to her favor, is quite honest, hotheaded, and skilled with weapons.
Backstory: Develop
Other: Uses a bow, dagger, and swords. Also has a bit of fire abilities.

Arya hesitates but sheaths her sword and walks silently toward Duira

"I know a tavern where nobody will overhear us."

Arya grips her sword tighter but nods, "Lead the way…"

Druia walked along with the girl, out of the palace and into the borders of town, they entered a dusty tavern that was nearly empty save a demon in the corner.

Arya jumps as they enter, looking around the entire building from where she stood