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[ { "text": "Leith opened the door to his room. He had known that he wouldn't be able to get to sleep after the events of the night before, so he just wandered around the college, helping where he could. He was both mentally and physically exhausted, and yet he knew that he still wouldn't be able to sleep. He would probably go see Sam later in the night for something to help him sleep. When everything had calmed down more-so than it was at the moment. He only came back to the room to drop off his gauntlet and the sword that he had acquired early in the battle, as well as change into some fresh clothing\n\nHe had shuffled his way to his bed and deposited his sword on it before he noticed the hole in the wall and Ssarak and Meirin Standing there. He stared at them for a few moments before he realized what was wrong with the scene. Leith shook his head to clear it and chuckled. \"Well this is a surprise. Did one of you fight a demon in here?\"\n\n___________________________________________________________________\n\nDarius woke up with a start. He was covered in bandages and he was in an unfamiliar environment. He sat up in the bed quickly and immediately regretted it. His arms and legs started burning and his head started throbbing horribly. It had felt like he had been drinking the entire night before. It took him a lot of effort to not vomit at that moment.\n\nHe looked around the room and saw that it was full with injured people. Some were wailing in pain while others were either unconscious or dead. Darius saw no one from his detail in the room. That could be either a good thing or a bad thing. With a grunt of effort, pulled the covers off and swung his legs over the bed, ignoring the pain that doing so had caused. He located his robes and pulled himself off the bed.\n\nHis legs failed to hold him upright for long and he collapsed onto the ground. A woman walked towards him to help him up but he waved her off. \"Leave me! I do not need help,\" he growled between laboured breaths. He slowly pulled himself up the wall and walked towards where his robes were, using the wall as support. When he grabbed his robes, he started the slow process of putting them back on.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Quietly nodding her head, Meirin was going to lead the two out of the room when Leith showed up. He didn't seem to have rested last night, which worried Meirin a bit. She did crack a smile when he asked about the wall.**\"Not exactly. Let's just say that I'm not partial to using doors. Anyways, me and Ssarak are going to go out and try to help the college with repairs. You look... Tired. Should we drop you off at the Infirmary first?\"**Meirin remembered Leith's help last night. He was a great assist when she and Lyris fought against the Black Knight, and things might have turned out worse if Leith wasn't there to stop the demon from whatever it was he tried to do as well as taking on the flying sword. So now she was worried that Leith wasn't recovering from the aftermath; it looked like he stayed up the whole night, which he probably did. That wouldn't do anything good for his health or his mind. But she could understand why he couldn't simply rest. Frankly she was surprised that she was able to sleep herself, but that was mostly from finally giving into the pain and blacking out rather than simply being exhausted.**\"I think we should go to the Infirmary first, make sure Leith and our friends are okay.\"**", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\n\"Agreed. Leith, if you wish to recover fully from yesterday's events, you will need rest. Even if you do not feel it completely necessary to visit the infirmary, you should at the very least get some rest here to speed along your recovery.\" Ssarak recommended. Going through his mind was a list of his friends and acquaintances and the last places he remembered seeing them. Other than Leith and Meirin, He had not seen many of the others he had fought alongside in the dining hall. Devan, Jenna, Auriel, and Haklo were all alive the last time he saw them, but anything could have happened when they split off to secure the college. Sure, they did have the advantage in their counterattack, but it had still been a dangerous task. There were also other, less combat-capable students he knew that he had not seen since before the attack. Then there was Annabeth, who he remembered being in a questionable state the night before. Leith was the last one to see her, so Ssarak reasoned he would have more up-to-date information on her health.\n\n\"Leith, do you know what happened to Annabeth after I left? I remember she was wounded and in a daze; were you able to ensure she sought proper medical attention?\" He asked.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Leith scratched his temple with his left hand as he answered Ssarak's question. \"Yes, I was able to get someone to look after her. She really seemed out of it, didn't she?\" He put his right hand under his armpit as he attempted to remove his gauntlet.\n\n\"Actually, I think I saw her this morning. She was carrying an axe and a shield, so maybe she was going to go to the gym. And as for getting some rest. I've still got a day or two left in me. One of the upsides of having insomnia. I won't be able to sleep right now, not after last night. I was going to go pick up something to help me sleep later- why isn't this coming off?\"\n\nThe entire time that he had been talking, he had been trying to remove his gauntlet. He lifted his gauntlet up to examine it.\"It didn't fuse- ah, it did.\" The gauntlet had fused to his arm. For all intents and purposes, it*was*his hand for now. An absurdly large and extremely strong hand.\n\n\"I guess i should have taken it off when I was done with it. Oh well. Anyway, you were going to the infirmary, right? I'll be right behind you, I'm just going to change into something that isn't as cut up as this is.\" He gestured to his clothing, which had several tears and cuts in it, as well as some dried blood.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "Colette\n\nColette came out of the room the next night with a sigh. She was wearing a different dress since her other one was destroyed. She was now wearing black dress that was tight against her small form and it was strapless. At the top of the dress it curved up and was shaped like a bat wing. The dressed ended at her knees and she still had her black boots since they were still in perfect condition, like they always have been for centuries..\n\n\"I wonder what Lucillia has planned for me..\" she said to herself as she walked out of the tower for the first time since she got wounded. Her wounds were completely healed leaving nothing but flawless pale skin in its wake. She walked around campus trying to find Lucillia not bothered by the cool air around her.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" } ]

[ { "text": "Meirin did not expect this to happen. With all that occurred yesterday, she did not expect to see this boy. She felt ashamed at first, wondering why he was hugging her. Only when she glanced at Ssarak did she remember with great clarity that the two of them saved this boy as well as a few others last night. It made her glad that he survived, as it reminded her that Ssarak was right; she did save lives, despite her own self doubts. It still pained her to see the faces of those who were just out of her grasp, but for a moment she was glad that she was able to save at least one life, perhaps even more. When the boy went to embrace Ssarak, Meirin simply stood quietly until the boy let go. He opened his mouth to try to say something, but he was speechless. What else was there to say? She knew that he wanted to thank the two of them, but perhaps out of shock or shyness he could not. Meirin simply stepped over to the boy and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.**\"We're both glad that you're alive. How are you holding up?\"**Meirin than gave Ssarak a subtle but understanding look; she would speak to the boy for now, and allow him a chance to check in the Infirmary.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyrackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak noticed Meirin's gaze and nodded. She would be more well-suited to talk to him than himself, and one of them needed to see who was wounded in the infirmary. He gave a polite nod to the boy, then entered the infirmary. He looked around the room, but was not really sure where to begin. No matter what he did, he needed to avoid getting in the way of the medical staff, so he mostly stuck to the sidelines. As expected, the entire room was filled with people with various degrees of injuries. Some looked like they would be fine without help, while others were maimed to the point that all the healers could do was make their last moments painless. As much as it pained him, he focused on the latter group closely. The sheer thought of seeing a friend in that state struck fear into his heart, but to be able to grieve would be better than just not knowing. The only thing keeping him out of depression was the knowledge that at least most of these people had a chance. The college's healers were probably some of the best in Tien, so if anyone could save them, it was them. The infirmary had evidently held out against the demons' assault, so not all of the college's healers had perished. When Ssarak's village was attacked, almost everyone who could have helped the wounded had been killed, so many who did survive had been doomed to a slow death. Ssarak considered it a mercy that most of them had died before he returned, as it meant he did not have to witness their lives extinguishing around him.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nThe girl that Annabeth was talking too seemed... Distressed? Sad? Well, Annabeth could imagine why. Yesterday was quite harrowing to many people. Normally Annabeth would use her telepathy to figure out more, but today she believes everyone needs some time to themselves. To grieve alone, and with others when they're ready. Not that Annabeth was the type of person who'd leave someone well enough alone.**\"Hi. You seemed distressed. I don't mean to pry of course... Yesterday was quite a tragedy for many people. I'm just trying to do my part and help some people out. Are you okay? Lost, perhaps? I'm actually heading towards the forge, if you'd like to accompany me.\"**Now that she thought of it, Annabeth should try to find some of her friends too. Haklo, Leith, Ssarak, and anyone else she could find. She should find Grey later as well, see if he would like some company. And of course, Annabeth should see Cynn as soon as possible. No telling how she's holding up after yesterday's events.**\"I'm Annabeth, by the way. I think I've seen you before, but I can't quite place a name.\"**", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" }, { "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nThough still very much unconscious, Alaira did shift slightly in her (more or less) self-induced coma. This relieved at least one of the Apothecaries, who had begun to suspect she was dead. Whether or not she's brain-dead remains to be seen of course.\n\n **Grey Onyx** \n\nGrey simply waved as Annabeth left. He understood, it wasn't exactly a happy time at the moment.**\"Nice meeting you too.\"**He added as she left. Hrm, now what? If it weren't for Mathix ordering him to take a day off, he'd have a nigh-uncountable amount of things to do. Though, he couldn't fault Mathix too much. Sure he looked fine on the outside, but what if something gives out on the inside if he exerts himself? It only makes sense not to push a soldier too hard, why waste a good man? It made sense, but that didn't mean he liked it. He decided that training was likely too much for him right now, so maybe a walk? He wasn't 'on patrol' technically, and nobody would fault him for settling any disputes he came across, right?\n\nHe walked for a time, and was surprised that nothing of importance happened. Usually when disasters like this struck it would be an opportune time for mischief, but everything seemed to be in order. He did notice the infirmary, however. He'd heard that after they dealt with some kind of demon there they had managed to lock the place up like a vault, and even held out against whatever assault the demons carried out.**\"I doubt Mathix'd care if I helped out the medics, right?\"**He mumbled under his breath. Grabbing knives and potions for people was hardly strenuous.\n\nThe infirmary was... crowded to say the least. it was extremely disheartening to see all the wounded but... oddly encouraging in a strange way. This... this carnage could not be allowed to take place again. He would train, he would get his hands on enchanted weapons, and he'd do everything in his power to deliver the justice these people were denied, that was a promise. Several figures stuck out however (It was impossible to miss an eight-foot tall black dragon-man in a white room after all). There was also a man with an oversized gauntlet, a young student and...\n\n**\"Ah, Meirin. It's good to see you alive.\"**The guardsman said as he approached the group.**\"Course, I doubt they could take you out so easily.\"**He regarded the other people assembled, before asking**\"Friends of yours?\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nAs much as Ssarak wanted to speak to the people he knew, he did not want to put himself in the way of the infirmary staff. Besides, most of them likely needed rest, and simply seeing them alive would be enough to put his mind at ease. A few of the friendly faces he saw came from Satori's psychomancy class, and at least none of those seemed to be in mortal danger. Of course, there were others from his classes that were not present, which meant they were either fine, or they were deceased. Time would be the only way to determine which was the case. Apart from Lidda, he could see no teachers in the room, though there were guards, staff, and other college officials. He even saw the headmaster, Khan, recovering from the wounds he sustained during the previous night's events. He also spotted Mar in the infirmary, along with her child. From the outside, both her and her child seemed to be in good health for their circumstances. From what Leith had said, she had been attacked not only by demons, but by the other Naga, Xyden, as well. Ssarak could not fathom what would provoke such an attack against the mother of a newborn child, but he hoped Xyden received proper punishment for his actions.\n\nThe person Ssarak saw who he was most concerned about was Alaira. She was not conscious and, by the attention the staff was giving her, not responsive as well. He could see that she was breathing, so she was certainly alive, but of all the people he recognized, she looked to be in the worst shape. He could not admit to knowing her too well, but anyone who knew Alaira knew that her talents in combat was one of the defining features of her personality. The fact that she was in her current state underscored how dangerous the demons they faced could be.\n\nOnce he had looked around the infirmary enough, Ssarak left to return to Meirin and Leith outside. As he approached the group, he noticed an unfamiliar individual in a guard uniform speaking to the pair. Ssarak walked up beside Meirin and gave the guardsman a nod.\n\n\"Greetings.\" He said politely before looking down to Meirin. \"I saw a few people I knew in the infirmary. The headmaster was there, wounded, but recovering. I saw Mar and her child; both appeared in good health, all things considered. Alaira seemed to be in a much more dubious state, however. She was alive, but was unconscious and did not appear responsive. I intend to return to check on her when the infirmary is less crowded. One person I did not see was Aruna. I know she did not return to your room last night, so I hoped to find her recovering in there. Hopefully, she is unharmed and simply found another place to stay for the night due to the chaos.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Leith inspected his gauntlet with a smile after Grey's question. \"That's a good eye...\" he trailed off for a second as he realized the inappropriateness of his statement for having just met the man. Sure, Grey might not mind the statement, or even notice it, but there was the chance that he was sensitive about the subject.*Whatever, I've gone past the point of no return,,*Leith thought, and with a shrug, he continued. \"You got there. I've been wearing this since last night right after the attack happened, and I can't really take it off now since it fused to my arm.\" Leith picked up a loose stone from the floor with his left hand, giving it a toss into the air and catching it as he straightened up.\n\n\"I got it a few months ago. A reward for working with Satori's Investigation Squad.\" Leith threw the stone into the air and caught it with his right hand. He squeezed his hand into a fist and looked up at Grey. \"It's quite handy, and it helped more than once last night.\" He opened his hand and poured the dust that the stone had been reduced to onto the floor. He shot Grey a playful smile and held his right arm up. \"Arm wrestle?\"\n\nLeith turned his head towards Ssarak when the Esyire approached them with info on what he saw in the Infirmary. Leith nodded at Ssarak's sentiments about Aruna. While he didn't know her that well, he knew her enough that her death would have an effect on him. \"Maybe we'll bump into her today. So, What're we going to do now?\"\n\n_________________________________________________________________________\n\n\"This damned place is too large!\"\n\nDarius was frustrated. He thought that he had understood the directions to get to this Lucilia woman, but after passing the same window the fifth time, and each time he got there a different way, he knew that he was lost. The fifth time seemed to be the lucky number because Darius spotted a man in a guard uniform. He approached the guard, and when the man didn't turn around, he cleared his throat.\n\nThe guard jumped and spun around. He was an older man, and if Darius had to guess, they were close to the same age. The man had a haunted look on his face that Darius knew quite well. It was probably a look that he himself had after his first few battles. It looked like this was his first taste at battle. The man stared at Darius for a few moments before his eyes widened and he shook his head, as if realizing where he was. After clearing his throat, the man spoke.\n\n\"What is it?\" The man sounded like he needed to be somewhere and was in a hurry to finish the conversation. Darius cut to the chase.\n\n\"I am looking for a woman named Lucilia. My detail left me here. Now I need work. Since most-\"\n\n\"Good! Come with me.\" The man interrupted Darius and started walking away. Darius had to restrain himself from shouting at the guard for interrupting him. He took a deep breath and followed the man. As he walked, he continued speaking. \"I can't take you to Lucilia right now, but I will after we help Justine, the Geomancy teacher, haul some stuff. My name's Erik, by the way.\"\n\n\"Darius.\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Darius Jura" } ]

[ { "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\nGrey wandered the halls, the events of two months ago more or less forgotten. Well, maybe not forgotten, but certainly... far away. Right now, he was just focused on delivering this package. Recently, Grey had been assisting the smiths in churning out gear, seeing as how the demons had destroyed quite a lot of equipment and he was one of the few gifted with the knowledge of smithing that wasn't dead, hospitalized, or Tyrael.\n\nAs such, there was an impressive backlog of student requests, among them a crossbow for a man by the name of Athalus. Why a student would need a crossbow was beyond him, but students also occasionally needed rat viscera so the crossbow didn't seem all that odd. It was a simple, though effective tool. Not quick by any means but accurate and it packed a punch. He eventually arrived at the snake-woman's room (apparently they were... erm, romantically involved) and softly knocked at the door. He listened for a moment, and he didn't hear anything. Well, it was still early. He left the package by the door (there were instructions on calibrating the damn thing included) and went on his way.\n\n*Well... now what?*It wasn't even noon and he didn't really have any other tasks to complete today. well... He could always just patrol... yeah. Yeah, that's what he'd do. And that's what he did.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx" }, { "text": "**Justice is Red**\n\nTwo days previously, a man had stumbled into the College grounds. He was wounded, the most obvious being the fact that his left arm had been cut off at the shoulder and cauterized. His clothes were bloody and burned, and there appeared to be teeth marks on his neck. Human, teeth marks. He was allowed through by Uicle's Golems because he didn't pose any significant threat. Indeed, he was immediately stopped by a Steel Golem and was about to be taken to the Infirmary when he began babbling in a terrified voice, almost a scream. Demons sprouting from blood. Devouring shadows. Flames instead of breath. An unkillable monster in the flesh of an Elf. Those were repeated over and over. From what Uicle could gather from the babbling, his farm had been attacked. What, the man couldn't accurately say. Regardless, as soon as he was brought into the Infirmary, he was given a sedative. That's how he has largely been kept for the past 48 hours, as every time he woke up, he'd begin panicking and babbling again. In fact every time Uicle has come by to check on their visitor, the man woke up, panicked, and managed to knock Uicle's head off. A joke that Uicle hoped Aarem found hilarious, because he didn't.\n\nRegardless, the man woke up without panicking this time, and Uicle was allowed in. The man had come here for a reason after all. And something had attacked him. The Necromancer wanted to know what. As he opened the door to the Infirmary, he heard someone shouting \"No, I have to see the Headmaster!\". Then a pan hit him in the face, and knocked his head loose again. It didn't fall off though, which was good. \"Really. I think I preferred the stones.\" Uicle grumbled under his breath, replacing the helmet that served as his head. As if to comply, a stone clunked on the top of his head. \"I was being sarcastic.\"\n\nThe man had stopped his struggling, and was looking at him in undisguised surprise. Uicle spoke before he could. \"I'm as close to the Headmaster as you're going to get. What do you need help with? You stumbled in here, bloodied and nearly dead.\" The man's face flooded with grief and he choked out, \"My farm. My family. All dead and gone. Mages! Mages did it! They burned and consumed and destroyed! I went to the nearest army official, begging for help, but he just sent me here! Said he had no mages to spare!\"\n\nUicle closed the distance quickly. Rogue mages, rampaging in the Eanian farmlands, were never a good thing. \"Tell me everything.\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Uicle" } ]

[ { "text": "Leith yawned as he picked up his papers. He hadn't exactly slept that well for the past few days. Between his studies and insomnia he was starting to wear out. It was starting to become another cycle of issues that caused his insomnia. He couldn't sleep, which made the buzzing in his head more prominent, which caused him to be unable to sleep. It was a problem that he didn't want to address until he absolutely needed to. It was how it always happened, even before he had insomnia. As a child, he neglected to tell his parents that he was being ostracized because the other kids thought he was a vampire.\n\n*Hell, I don't think they even knew until after the fight a few years after the fact.*Leith smiled at the memory before chuckling at how yawning brought his train of thought to memories of his childhood. His thoughts were cut off abruptly, however, when he heard someone speak behind him. He flinched and concealed a shout as stood up and spun around to see who spoke. It was Annabeth He gave her a embarrassed smile. \"Ah, hello Annabeth. You startled me. And yes, a hand would be nice,\" he said as he went back to picking up some of the papers he got. \"So, what brings you this way today?\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "After leaving the training area Meirin swallowed a small handful of pills. They were suppose to be her \"Sleeping\" medicine, but she found out that what they did was help suppress her nightmares, both when she was asleep and when she was awake. Ever since the demon attacks, she's found it harder to fall asleep, or even think strait, without taking at least four or five of those pills. So far they haven't seen to affected her body, though she still found it hard to sleep simply because she couldn't. She hasn't seen Aruna in a while, so Meirin has had the room to herself this entire time. She tries not to think too much about what happened to her, but the emptiness of her room made it hard to focus on anything else. And so Meirin had to not only take more pills, but get new medicine to help her sleep. Nowadays she takes about ten pills a day just to maintain a sense of normalcy. It's been so routine that she hasn't realized how bizarre it is.\n\nSpeaking of routine, as Meirin was walking back to her dorm she saw Grey. She remembered their time together chasing down Zaad, as well as Grey breaking his arm, and the general bedlam that came after it. It was chaotic, but also fun. Too bad it happened during the same day the demon attack did, which immediately set off some harrowing thoughts in Meirin's mind. She paused for a few minutes before she managed to snap out of it and called out to the guardsman. \"Hey Grey!\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\nAs Grey 'patrolled' he heard a familiar voice and turned around. It was Meirin, the one that helped him chase Zaad down. He smiled and waved back as he approached, mostly glad that someone was talking to him at all (ever since the college started hiring those new guards and given out those 'zero tolerance' orders, the student body had become a lot more distrustful of the guard battalion. Most students wouldn't even look him in the eye as they passed him by in the hall).\n\n**\"Good morning, Meirin. Is there anything I can help you with? Other than smithing requests...\"**Meirin was known to occasionally request... odd things from the forge. Weapons he'd never even heard of. the strangest ones were these multi-pointed bladed disc things, hadn't the foggiest clue how to even set about making them or, gods above, use them. About the only ones he knew who could were the Demonomancy teacher (who was always busy), and a particularly short-tempered half-elf (who was out of commission apparently).**\"Anything else though, I'm your guy.\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx" } ]

[ { "text": "Meirin had not expected to be called to Lucilia's office for a mission. It sounded quite similar to jobs she would take back at the monastery, and indeed it was pretty much the same thing she'd do: She'd escort some travelers to the nearest city. Of course this time they were part of a caravan, but it was still the same, if only a bit more dangerous. Especially since Lucilia says that they may face demons along the way, which Meirin was confident that she could handle. She actually had a bit of difficulty chose what weapon in her armory she wanted to take with her. She wanted to take some of her star knives, but she felt that they would be too obvious as weapons if she took them. Instead she took two pairs of*Lungchuan tamo*as well as what appeared to be a long-handled shovel, but was in fact a*Monk's Spade*. Perhaps one of the most used weapons back at the monastery and something of a signature weapon. Bandits would know to fear this weapon while travelers would know where she comes from with it. It reminded her of home and how close to it she was going to be. Unfortunately Hysteria didn't go past the mountains, so she wouldn't be able to stop by.\n\nOther things Meirin took was clothing she'd need for traveling as well as some of her medicine. Speaking of medicine, Meirin took more of her pills and noted that she was running low. She'd need to stop by the infirmary to get more. Once she had finished she headed to the Infirmary to pick up more medicine, than to the meeting spot. Ssarak was already there. \"Hello Ssarak. I guess you and I are the first ones here, huh?\" Meirin was almost shaking with excitement.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak was deep in his own thoughts for a while, but when he heard Meirin's voice, his expression lit up. He smiled, shifted over to one side of the bench he was on, and moved his tail out of the way. This mission would be the first time in quite a while that he left the college, and despite the danger the would be facing, he couldn't help but to look forward to it, especially since Meirin would be joining as well. He couldn't help but to wonder if it was intentional that they were assigned to the same mission.\n\n\"Greetings, Meirin. Here, have a seat.\" He offered as she approached. \"I believe this will be the first time that we have traveled outside the college together, will it not? The city we are traveling to, Hysteria, I believe the name is, I cannot say I know much about it. Indeed, I cannot confess to having much...practical knowledge of many places outside the Scorched Lands. Do you happen to know anything about it, or Djarkel in general?\" He asked. In the few years he spent as a mercenary after leaving his homeland, he spent some time in cities, but even so, he always found a way to isolate himself. He did not understand their culture, so he just avoided any contact with others outside of his work. It prevented him from making social mistakes, but it also prevented him from learning from them. He reasoned that their customs would be similar to the college, as he was accustomed to, but he was well-aware that regional customs could vary. This was, of course, assuming the caravan made it to the city safely, as a demon attack could certainly interrupt their travel plans.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Roc Mission\n**A Roc Start**\n\nThe horses set aside for the day's ride to Leaper's Plateau stamped their hooves nervously, their nostrils snorted and breathed heavy mist into the warm air. At their barrel bellies hung two days' worth of supplies as well as extras like sleeping bundles and water skins to farther add comfort to the long ride. Among the unsteady animals was Eural, a young man about between his early twenties and late teens. His blond hair was a mess and his clothing just as scruffy, crumbled by long nights of sleeping within them and covered in layers of dust.\n\nOnce he noted the group which had arrived, he smirked. \"Well, if we're all done chatting let's be off shall we? It's a day's ride to and back but it's over tough territory and if we're lucky, the Roc might be away when we arrive.\"\n\nOnce they mounted, he led them through the gate and across the grey plains. The travel pace was likely extended farther by the slow set pace because of the balista which was a large, and in Eural's opinion pointless machine to bring, hulking thing which required several horses to tug its wagon. Mages… always over complicating things he thought in a reproachful manner during his ride. Though not a word passed through his lips.\n\n**Several hours later….**\n\nHalf way into the journey, their horses had left the grisly sight of demon heads tacked up like a morbid mini forest and buzzing of flies almost deafening behind them. However the scent seemed to follow and was almost too much to tolerate, Eural forcefully brought his horse slowly to a halt, preferably downwind of it. His beast, including the others, had become rather unsettled. Their tails flickered nervously while their heads seemed to scan the horizon, seeming to see something none of them could yet nothing seemed to be heading their way. Actually, the most unnerving part was the total absence of animals at all. Never had a bird sang its beautiful song nor had the glimpse of white tail deer that darted across the plains. It was if everything was scared into dark silence.\n\nHe dismounted, his leg dropped hard into the ground. \"Alright, we'll give the horses a rest here and take a light lunch. We can also determine our strategy too with how to deal with the Roc. I much rather not waltz up on it before we all know what we're doing. Nothing screams dinner like lined up horse meat to a Roc.\"\n\nWith practice ease, Eural unlatched his bag and a bundle to cushion his chosen seat on the ground. Wasting little time he had indicated where the others should sit then crashed himself. He chewed on some hard tack bread, washing it down with ale, while he took a small reed from nearby for a writing tool. He quickly sketched out on the dirt the position of the key markers, the plateau, the road, and where they were currently.\n\n\"Alright, here's what we're dealing with. The Roc is a big ass bird. It's large enough to lift a full size wagon, draft horse and all, right up off its feet and across large distances. Its eye sight can see in time of broad daylight but it can't see at night, or in twilight. Flaps of its wings can reach to about several miles per hour which is like a full mage's gale for an aeromancer if we managed to ground the bitch. Weak points are the eyes and wing joints, though the later will take great force to damage and you need to be close. Watch out for beak, feet, and talons. The beak and talons will shred you, the feet will crush you. Last location was the road just before Leaper's Plateau so its stands to reason that's where her nest is. So, any questions or ideas on our approach?\" Eural asked, slightly in a mocking pleasant voice.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak made full use of the wagon's footholds whenever possible to ease his burden on the journey. Even the most well-conditioned individual would grow tired after long enough of walking in full gear, and they needed to cover as much ground as they could as quickly as possible. Not to mention that each of them needed to be in as good of a condition as possible in the event that they ran across trouble, which, unfortunately, they did as they came across a bridge over a river.\n\nComing upon the scene of the two duelists, there were countless possibilities that could have brought the two into their confrontation, which is why Ssarak was careful not to guess or speculate on any of them. He intended to make no assumptions based on anything but evidence. He knew that they were engaged in a duel, and that they appeared to be adept in combat. In his mind, he went over the potential advantages and disadvantages they had over the duelists. For himself, he noticed that they seemed to be using strictly blades, which would not piece his armor. It was technically possible for a blade to be forced through gaps in joints, but the overlapping plates Ssarak used did minimize those areas as much as possible, and he was no novice in the use of his armor. That being said, the duelists appeared skilled, and he was not going to make the mistake of underestimating them. Beyond himself, there was Meirin, Darius, and Alaira, all of whom were skilled in their own styles. Of course, the ideal situation for Ssarak would be to avoid entering a fight at all, and instead settle the issue with words alone. Between Darius and Alaira, however, he worried that wouldn't be possible. They did outnumber the pair of duelists, but there were still factors working against them, the largest of which was lack of information. They knew nothing of these duelists' abilities beyond what they could see, and there was always the possibility that it was a ruse, something to draw them out so hidden attackers could strike while they did not expect it. As well, they were obviously far more agile than Ssarak, but as long as he was with his friends and allies, they could make up for his weakness.\n\nSsarak walked alongside the wagon, fully armed and armored, but did not yet step any further. Instead, he observed from a distance, intending to plan with the others. \"What approach do you all believe would be best. I would like to avoid a fight, if at all possible. Perhaps we should attempt to speak to them from a distance? They are engaged in combat, so there is a good chance we will not receive a response, but it could be a good opening strategy.\" He suggested.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "\"I understand it is likely a trap, but we should not - Alaira, no!\" Ssarak shouted as soon as he saw what she was doing, but it was too late. With a bolt of lightning, she ignited a flame that spread quickly through the dry grasses, ending immediately any chance of talking their way through. She wanted to flush out any bandits hiding for an ambush, but the flames revealed none. Instead, it frightened the horses and forced them onto the bridge. The flames quickly engulfed the area behind them, not to mention the smoke that was filling the air and beginning to restrict their breathing. Using his wings, Ssarak did his best to keep the smoke away from himself and his allies, but they still had even more pressing concerns. The smoke wasn't as bad the closer they drew to the far side of the bridge, but the bandits were still set on taking their caravan.\n\nThe pair of duelists had their knives firmly on the ropes supporting the bridge, and Ssarak could see no way to stop them from finishing off the ropes if they were intent on severing them. The thought entered his mind to use his magic to make them think they were stationary while they continued to advance, but he was not confident he would be able to sustain such an illusion. Ssarak could fly, so his own life wouldn't be in danger if the bridge fell, but the others could not, and he could only realistically save one of them before impact. However, at the moment, he saw no compelling reason that they could not just agree to hand over the wagon, then kill them anyway once they were safely on land.\n\n*\"Perhaps we should agree to their demand, then kill them once we are off the bridge?\"*Ssarak suggested in a telepathic message to all of his allies except Alaira, due to her weakness to psychomancy.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nAlaira laughed as the flames went up. Even if there weren't any bandits in there, one thing was clear; she*loved*fire. She affixed her mace to her belt loop as she took stock of the increasingly bleak situation. Everything was on fire, she doubted that all of the caravan would survive (Who cares? not like there was anything important in those fucking wagons. Just some food and shit), and the bastards were gonna cut the rope. However, she had succeeded in creating the mother of all distractions. She pat Ssarak on the shoulder as she moved through the smoke, towards the water.**\"Make sure they don't see me...\"**She said as she reached the bank, leaping over with her Aeromancy. Now she was quiet, very quiet. She wasn't wearing her clanking armor and the whole place was**on fire**so they likely wouldn't notice her cross below the bridge, especially not with Ssarak helping her.\n\nShe crept up behind them, her time spent hunting made her quite stealthy when she wanted to be. Did she like it? no, she found it unfair, but they weren't exactly being fair themselves. Using all her strength, she grabbed them, pulling them back as hard as she could as she whipped around, throwing them to the ground as she readied her mace.**\"Here's a different plan! You fight me like men or die like cowards!\"**She shouted.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "**Aramir**\n\nHer redundant check of her equipment was cut short by the arrival of their guide. She packed her gear and then walked or rode in the wagon, refusing to ride a horse. She did this for two reasons. One, she didn't know how to ride a horse. Two, there was no way that she was going to get on something that big (She, after all, only came to the horses' shin. Barely.) and try to make it go in the direction she wanted it to. She had all too vivid images of the horse flinging her off with a shake of its head, or a buck, or something, and then she'd go flying through the air and crash into the ground. No, she was perfectly fine walking, thank you very much. Though, she mildly regretted that decision when they had to travel past Tyrael's little warning to any more attacks on the College. Where those who had horses could merely trot a good distance up wind and away from it all, she was forced to stay behind and put up with it. Still, compared to most of her past hunting trips, this one was rather pleasant. No biting winds, no cold, no local wildlife that wanted to eat her that blended in perfectly with the background, all in all, things were quite nice.\n\nWhen they finally stopped, Aramir sat down on the ground, a little separate from most of the group. A familiar uneasiness was growing in her, as she realized that they were in mostly complete and utter silence, broken only by their guide talking, and the occasional quiet noise from the horses. As Eural described the Roc and its strength and weaknesses, she listened intently, feeling herself relax. This was familiar territory. This she could understand and work with. Thus, with a small note of relief in her voice, she asked her own questions. \"How good is its hearing? How smart is it? Could it, for example, hear a small sound we might make approaching? Or see the ballista being aimed at it and recognize it immediately as a weapon and a threat? I assume we're going to approach it during twilight or night time if we find it at its nest. After all, it's better to not be seen by the angry bird that could kill us in a heartbeat.\" She paused for a moment, considering anything else that may be of use to know. \"Is there a chance that there might be more than one Roc at the nest? Do they typically nest in pairs?\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Aramir Ryk(generally does not give her last name)" } ]

[ { "text": "**Coco Bean**\n\n**\"Me?\"**\n\nIn surprise, her leaves puffed out and her face scrunched up. The smell, the feeling of having stepped on fleshling parts and the sounds of flames licking at the surfaces of ruined houses were... Oddly interesting. Still gross, mainly because she knew most fleshlings were nice creatures, and to be stepping on their guts was disconcerting.\n\nConfused, interested and overall feeling sick, Coco wielded her spear--And then flicked the pointy metal end. The high sound was enough for her to know what she was up against. The fleshling was clearly not fully developed, by the sound of its voice and the faintest 'baby-smell' that it had.\n\n**\"Hey, my name's Coco Bean. You can call me Coco. I'm a Foreas. I smell like chocolate, but that doesn't mean you can eat me,\"**Having started her introduction, Coco moved a few steps forward, to the front of the group as she leaned her head up towards the window she heard the teenager's voice come from,**\"who are you? Are you a human? I think you are, but you're not wearing any perfume. Annabeth wears a perfume that smells like roses, and it's magnificent.\"** \n\nLeaves quivered, as if not knowing what to do.**\"Why are there so many bodies scattered around? They smell gross. I think I stepped on some of them, too.\"**\n\nShe then turned around to face Grey and whispered,**\"I honestly have no idea what to say to a King to make him calm down, Grey. I've never met a King before.\"**", "username": "Frettzo", "char_name": "Coco Bean" }, { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nThe trip was done in silence. Annabeth took it upon herself to man the balista should it be needed, taking some advice from one of the guards before they left. While she knew how to operate it, it was much different from her bow, and the best she could do was apply her knowledge with bows to the balista. At the very least, it made her feel a bit more comfortable being behind such a powerful weapon. Going through the east side of the college, Annabeth did her best not to pay attention to the staked demon heads. They were rotting on their spikes, but when Annabeth would dare steal a glance at them, she swore that they were looking at her, watching her. She shuttered and her had eyes closed doing most of the trip through, until the smell of their decaying skulls weren't on her nose. Once they came to a stop Annabeth opened her eyes.\n\nGetting her meal from the horse bags, Annabeth's lunch was just some hardtack bread, water, and dried fruits. Not the most luxurious meal, but if they're expected to be out here for long, she packed only want didn't spoil if left out. As they ate their guide, Eural, explained more about the Roc. Form what Annabeth was hearing, the roc was well out of their league. Eural made the roc out to be some sort of monster, which in hindsight it was. Annabeth wavered for a moment before steeling her resolve.*\"No! I chose this mission. I'll see through it to the end. Besides, we have a balista. No monster, no matter how big, could just shrug something like that off.\"*Annabeth tried to assure herself. When Eural was done talking he wanted to know if they had any questions. Aramir shot off a few questions, which Annabeth followed up on.**\"Are we the first ones to try to take out this roc? Do you think we can lure it away with the horses, or any other beast near by? Do you think it'll try to eat us, or maybe even bring us back to it's nest?'**Fighting the roc was certainly something on her mind, but any way to avoid a direct confrontation was just as good.\n\nCaravan Escort\n\nThe in chaos that ensued, the caravan barely made it across the bridge. The fire was spreading to the bridge however and threaten to bring it down. The bandits got to their feet quickly and drew their weapons at Alaira. But they knew that they were outnumbered, and didn't have any leverage. One of the bandits threw down a smoke bomb to cover their escape. They ran quickly for their lives, hoping that the guards would be too concerned to protecting the caravan to give chase. But now the college students had one more problem, one that could not be defeated with blades. The ropes snapped on the other side of the bridge just as the cart crossed.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" } ]

[ { "text": "Roc Mission\n\nAt the sound of Arcadius's voice, the Roc paused in the middle of her meal and twisted her head to glimpse the source. A lithe, bare skeleton had started to walk quietly toward the tree line. She flicked her head to the side in curiosity then slowly released what remained of her meal. Her golden eyes narrowed on the creature and deep inside her mind, she wondered if he was able to be devoured. Interested, the Roc chirped softly. Though what sounded soft to her had screeched across the scenery and made most creatures within the area flinch. She danced on her claw tips then darted her head out.\n\nHer first strike wasn't intended to grab the skeleton. Rather it would, if he didn't dodge it, knock the bony fellow down into the dirt. Whether she managed to hit or not, the Roc readjusted her aim then flicked out again. This time her mouth was open and intended to snatch the skull into her beak.\nSamson\n\nThe woods blurred all around him as he ran flat out. His hooves thundered upon the soft earth, his sharp toes clawed at the dirt tossing clots and pushed him farther along. His muscles glistened in sweat and power, each one budged with veins feeding his body in its plight. At first it was easy. The trees near the edge had started off widely apart for him to plow past without notice. His body seemed to pour more agility and speed then seemed possible for his thick, heavy built frame should've been able to muster.\n\nSamson's nostrils wisped thick heavy mist with each inhale and exhale, his barrel chest took in the air like needed nutrients then burned it just as fast. Slowly, he started to realize his error in darting into the woods. Unlike the other horse, whose frame was slightly smaller and better built to plow, Samson's wasn't. He had been a war horse in his young. Among those experiences, his flank held faded scars where a few minor battles had left their mark. Closer the trees became until a few scrapped against his flank making it waiver until the trees became too tight for him to race by. They appeared like cage bar from nature and his head jerked about, his hooves stuttered in their rhythm only to recover in a moment. His body had slowed slight in his turn. His trace whipped out far enough for Annabeth to skim it with her fingers before it evaded her grasp's attempt should she've made one. In a few seconds he skirted about her position and darted back the way he came.\n\nAgain he smacked his shoulder into the nearest tree, his eyes covered at the side by blinds, which caused it to ooze slight with blood. It slickened down his flank and covered his skin, but his gallop never ceased in speed. Instead he only seemed to push himself harder. So lost in fear and unease, Samson didn't see the small, blue object in his way: Aramir.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null }, { "text": "**Aramir**\n\nAramir, her back turned to the horses, didn't notice they were escaping until she heard the galloping hooves and Annabeth nearly ran her over. What happened next was more instinctual than actual thought. Annabeth was a hunter of her hunting group, and it was typically death for hunters to go off by themselves. So Aramir immediately snatched up her bow and ran after the human, pausing only to string her bow as fast as possible. Aramir tried to keep up, she really did. But Annabeth both had the advantage of being faster, and having long legs. It took a minute, but eventually she lost sight of Annabeth, and had to stop, gasping for breath. As soon as she had regained her breath, the Snow Elf immediately began cursing as best she could. Auriel would have been surprised, and probably proud, to hear the things coming from Aramir's mouth. Various anatomical parts of various gods were called upon (including, but not limited to: toes, beards, eyes, and belly buttons). She was by herself, in the middle of unfamiliar territory that belonged to a Roc, and she had no idea which way was back to camp. \"Great. The only way this could be worse was if it was nighttime. \" Just in case, she glanced at the sky through the leaves, and breathed a sigh of relief. Nightime was a long way off.\n\nThe screech made Aramir aware of two things; One, that the Roc was close by. Two, Samson was coming back. Her head snapped up to look for the Roc, only to see that the horse was coming back…straight towards her. Behind it was the Roc, but Aramir had more pressing problems. \"Oh no. Oh, no, no, no. Stop horse! Heel! Halt!\" Samson ignored her. \"Oh Gods!\" Aramir turned and ran again. How was she supposed to know that the horse would have jumped over her? All she knew was that there was a charging, hoofed, angry looking horse that was over three times her size, coming at her. Aramir suddenly found a reserve of strength she didn't know she had. But that didn't stop the hoofbeats from steadily growing closer, making her look over her shoulder periodically, and follow these periodic looks with bursts of speed. Luckily for the Snow Elf, it solved her problem of finding her way back to camp. The horse drove her straight into the middle of it, in fact. As soon as she realized where she was Aramir made a request. \"Someone catch this stupid Godsdamned animal!\" With that she suddenly leapt to the right, and Samson charged on past her. Aramir lay on her back, panting for breath. \"And that….is why….I don't like horses. I say…we use that one….as bait…for the Roc…\" She heaved herself up onto her elbows, her breathing a bit more under control now. \"The Roc is about half a mile that way.\" She gestured towards where the screech had come from and Annabeth had run with her head. For a moment she paused, and then let out an incoherent noise of alarm, leaping to her feet. \"Come on, come on! We have to go kill the bird before Annabeth gets eaten!\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Aramir Ryk(generally does not give her last name)" } ]

[ { "text": "**Pitch Black**\n\nPitch opened his eyes, blinking a few times in the light that shone through the window. The old lantern had gone out, though he could still remember watching them dance against the black palette that was darkness. He pushed himself up on his elbows, and leaned back a bit so he could see out the window. He must not have slept very long, though, because the sun was not perched very high in the sky.\n\nHe slid his legs from the bed, stretching them out for a moment. He stood up, a bit abruptly, and wobbled a bit before steadying himself. He let out a long, loud yawn, and stepped awkwardly to his dresser. As he got dressed, he vaguely remembered the dream he'd had. He had been in some sort of tower, built higher than he could see. On one of the floors, though, he could see something shining through the window. Well, more of a huge hole in the wall. It seemed to be calling him, telling him to go and retrieve it. So he did, of course. He climbed the countless number of stairs. Each floor had strange people and things. Some people were familiar, others were not. The one he remembered most, was a small, hobbled old man. He looked pretty normal, but then he turned around. The opposite side of the old man's head was decayed and dripping an odd purple substance. So Pitch left the floor and continued up the stairs. He made it to the floor that had been shining. That was it, the moment he'd been waiting for. But then he woke up, just as he touched the door.\n\nPitch wore black trousers, a large patch where his knee was. His torso was covered in a plain black button-up, with a white undershirt beneath it. He pulled on his shoes, that looked more like they should be worn for special occasions, shiny and black. He matted his hair back, making him actually look rather nice. He checked himself through his reflection in the window, let out a high-pitched laugh, and messed his hair up again. Why would he need to look nice? Ha! Forget nice, wild and creepy was more his style.\n\nHe grabbed his bag, which was hanging on his bedpost. It was fairly small, but would definitely work for holding just about anything. It had several pockets, half of them on the inside. He shoved a few pieces of parchment inside, and threw it over his shoulder, carrying it like some sort of homeless person. He left his room, slamming the door loudly behind him. He heard a few gasps just as the door shut. He chuckled to himself, not having flinched one bit.\n\nHe walked down the hallway, slowly but surely, and heard his stomach growl.*Suppose it's time to eat something...*he thought, almost saying aloud. He strolled down to the dining hall, leisurely opened the doors, and looked around. Empty.*Great, all the more for me!*\n\nThen he heard something, a whimper of some sort. It seemed he had missed the presence of a young elf, crying alone at one of the tables. Pitch let out a sort of high-pitched laugh, moving toward the table. He supposed eating could wait, he wanted to know what was going on. Especially to this particular elf who'd found it an interesting idea to go to the empty dining hall. Then again, it was also his idea, having come down here just to find it just about as barren as a desert with a single cactus.\n\nHe obnoxiously slammed his hands onto the table that the elf sat at, giving her an eerie smile that could hardly be human. He cleared his throat.\n\n\"So I see I'm not the only one who takes...\" he paused, \"Pleasure... in isolation. Though it seems that you've got nothing to be excited about, what's the problem?\" He squinted, now staring at her for quite some time.", "username": "louie221", "char_name": null }, { "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nAlaira... smiled, softly as Lyn sat in her lap. She had quite the healthy appetite, especially considering her size. She simply let her eat, thinking about things for once. If it weren't for Meirin, she wouldn't be sitting here at all... On the other hand, she had explicitly paid Lucilia to ensure something like this did not happen... Nonetheless, what mattered was she was safe. There's always the next caravan, she can always take another mission, but to lose Lyn? Why, there wouldn't be much point in living anymore. She had nothing resembling family or purpose anymore.\n\nHowever, soon Ssarak came to take Lyn away. He gave a fairly reasonable motive, but she knew what was going on, especially when Meirin and the Yarosmerian came to the bar. She looked to the two, and spoke, her voice low.**\"There's nothing ta talk about. I fucked up, but we're all alive. You can complain when something does happen...\"**She returned to her mead, set on ignoring them, And nothing short of violence would get her to pay attention again.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nMost of the guards were still angry, which was perfectly understandable, but the robed man seemed much more calm. Unfortunately the amount he demanded in reparation was far above reasonable. It was possible that it was simply a high first offer which could be haggled, but in any case, it was far too much for them to pay. It did, however, open up an avenue of conversation that could get them through witout further violence, as the promise of gold could, even a smaller mount, could significantly lower the weary guards' willingness to fight. Lyn had also revealed herself, which was concerning, but as long as they were still negotiating, Meirin would have time to get her back into the wagon. \n\n\"I understand your anger, as I would share it in your position, but you know that a bloody nose and bruised neck is not worth three years pay. The idea of reparations, however, is not unreasonable. OUr friend was out of line. It was her judgment, her mistake, and it should be her consequences. I can offer all of her gold for the transgression. It is not three years pay, but it is a price we are actually capable of paying. This is gold on top of the normal toll, for your own use. It goes to yourselves, not your superiors, and most of all, it comes at no risk to you. You need not fight well-trained guards to obtain it;, you can just have it at no risk to your own lives. Just free gold, with no more hassle. Alaira, give me what you have so I may count it.\" Ssarak said. He had a few ideas in mind for his counteroffer. For one, it offered something of a sense of justice, as it punished specifically the one who harmed them. For some, seeing somone who had hurt them suffer could make up for a lesser monetary reward. As well, it was an offer that took advantage of some of their fears. Even just by appearances alone, most of the caravan guard looked to be in better shape than the bridge's guards. Fighting the caravan guard would be a significant risk to their lives, and what Ssarak was offering allowed them to recieve extra payment with none of that danger. Ssarak made sure to look across each of the guards as he made his offer so that they knew he was talking to them all, as even if his words did not convince every single one of them, he could possibly divide their opinions.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "**_Alaira Taenn_**\n\nAlaira could not hear, or really even perceive Ssarak, everything was a foggy haze of screaming pain as her mind ore itself apart. And it only got worse as it continued. She did even see Lyn as she approached, just distorted silhouettes of everyone. She had to make this stop, at any cost... Shaky, she rose to her feet, shoving the larger shadow aside... those other shadows on the other side, they were causing this... She rushed one of the diseased guards, howling in fury and pain, tackling him to the ground as she clamped her hand over the sides of his head. Her arms crackled with energy as enormous amounts of power crackled through, no doubt cooking his mind...", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Darius raised an eyebrow when Alaira dropped to the ground grabbing at her head. Something happened to her, but nothing happened to anyone else. Maybe the Psychomancer that Ssarak mentioned had done something to cause the half-elf pain. Either way, it stopped the situation from getting worse. The man in the robe began negotiating a fee for attacking the guardsmen. Darius didn't care what they were talking about. He was watching the guardsmen just in case one of them decided to attack. \n\nHowever yet again it was Alaira that attacked first. She ran at one of the guardsmen and tackled him to the ground. Her arms started crackling with energy. If it was anything like last time, the man was either dead or going to be very soon. With sigh, Darius ran over to Alaira, and after taking a few deep breaths, he pulled her off of the man with enough force to send her sliding back a few feet. He then looked at the guardsmen and put his hand on the hilt of his sword. \n\n\"I do not believe that negotiations are an option anymore. Am I correct? And I will not allow you to take anything from the caravan. It is our job to ensure it arrives at Hysteria intact.\" Darius was ready. The prospect of a fight after having gone so long without one was an exciting one.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Darius Jura" }, { "text": "**Cynn Ellime**\n\nPitch's question caught Cynn off-guard, making her reel back in her chair. Her hand had started to go up to cover the scar on her neck when she heard a deep, Orcish voice. She turned to see Tyrael, who was asking Pitch and herself to help him with something. Well, \"asking\" wasn't the right term for it; it was more of a polite command.\n\n\"Oh! H-hi, Mister T-Tyrael,\" she stammered out in her usual quiet voice. \"I can help, I th-think... But...I mean, it...might be sort of...slow, I guess? I'm still r-recovering from my...uh...my coma...\" That word didn't come out easily, but she couldn't just hint at it. She doubted such an important College official really knew much about her former condition.", "username": "Crossark", "char_name": "Cynn Ellime" } ]

[ { "text": "Alaira Taenn\n\nSeconds before Alaira managed to fry the poor fool's brain, she was thrown off of him, into the cart. With a loud thud she slammed into the cart. The shadows flickered, moving this way and that... fighting, maybe? She couldn't focus, the searing pain in both her mind and her back prevented any sort of action on her part. She whimpered, clutching her head in agony as the fight erupted around her. She didn't notice the phantasmal demons, as illusions didn't really work on her. All psychomantic interference on her mind was just white noise, an infernal searing pain throughout her brain. While it was impossible for a psychomancer to have the desired effect on her, it was rather easy to render her a non-issue...", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Baulder\n\nBaulder was lead out of the ornate dorms through stairs and past a mixture of races and out to a courtyard. He was absolutely interested to the point of anger that he didn't know about all these other races. He had only met humans and an elf back at the village. He had no idea that there were so many different types of beings. However whenever he started to stop to stare at any given person or object the gargoyle pushed him along. He had the scariest thought for a moment that he would never have time to learn everything here. Time, he would need more of it. How much more would he need though is what he wondered for a moment before the gargoyle pushed him along again.\n\nThey passed by a cluster of large open spaces where people were casting fire from their hands at various objects and frost from their feet. He was rather curious as one of the people with ice protruding from their feet began skating around the small courtyard. He was rather entertained by this for a moment as he then saw the demon. The large gray creature that had taken him into the inferno, well atleast he thought so anyways. Either way he had seen the demon before. The gargoyle pushed him in the direction of his \"master\" and then walked off away to the corner of the room incase he needed it further. Baulder felt his eyes widen and his nostrils flair as his combined senses remembered the imp and the taste. He salivated as he remembered the taste of the imp, although it was quite gamey it was much less fatty than the deer he had been eating up until that point. His mind quickly wandered back to being knocked out again.\n\nBaulder began seething with rage and made a quick pace over to the large creature and once near his face dropped into a completely calm and neutral one again. His pupils dilated and then returned to normal as he said \"Master.....\" Immediately he clenched his jaw tight.", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" }, { "text": "Darius looked at the robed man as he denied being a Psychomancer and insisted that he was a Demonmancer. Whatever kind of magic the man had, he was a mage, and made him a priority target. Ssarak seemed certain that the man was a Psychomancer, and the dragon man had no reason to lie, so Darius believed him. \n\nThe remaining guardsmen attacked as soon as the mage stopped speaking. Darius was ready. As soon as he saw movement from the guards he started running for the robed man. As he dodged the knife that was thrown at him, he heard something screech from his right side. He chanced a look and saw that a demon had appeared from out of nowhere and it was heading for him. He stopped his charge and rolled out of the way of the creature's attack. He gritted his teeth in anger as he watched the demon and the guardsman.\n\nThese two were preventing him from getting to the mage. Focusing his anger, he created a ball of air in his hand. He waited for the demon to attack before he threw the condensed ball of air into the ground in front of the guard. The ball of air blew up and sent dirt and debris into the air. The moment the ball detonated, Darius dodged the demon's attack and ran at the guard he potentially temporarily blinded and thew a vicious punch at the man.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Darius Jura" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nThat was not supposed to happen. \n\nSsarak was momentarily confused by the guard captain's extreme reaction to his breath attack. At first, Ssarak thought Meirin's weaving spell might have asphyxiated him, but he was reacting even before that would have happened. His breath attack was essentially a calming pathokinesis spell, and while it could have other...potential effects than stopping one from fighting, it certainly should not have incapacitated him. He did not know if the captain had died, but before he could do anything to check, he caught the familiar and terrified thoughts of Lyn, not to mention her audible screams. At a quick glance, he could see the robed man was still alive, but Lyn's safety was more important than him. \n\nThough Ssarak could have given chase to Lyn, he worried that might cause her even more terror. Despite the intensity of the fight, Ssarak reached into her mind with a calm voice, meant to soothe her fear. \"Lyn, you need not be afraid. We can protect you; just hide behind the carriage, and we will stop anyone who might harm you.\" \n\nIn addition to his words, Ssarak used a spell of calming pathokinesis to calm her mind, which she would likely attribute to his voice. So far, Ssarak had been nothing but calm and friendly with Lyn. Hopefully, he had left enough of an impression on her that she could trust him as a protector. It also helped that he was very intent on following through with his promise.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Darius grunted in surprise when the guard not only took his punch head on, but when he also grabbed ahold of his arm and locked it in place. Once the guard started swinging his club, Darius knew that he was going to get hit by it. At least he could prevent his arm from getting broken. When the club was close enough, Darius pulled himself closer to the man. Pain flared up his shoulder as the club struck it. It was nowhere near as bad as it could have been. He grinned at the guard.\n\n\"My turn.\" \n\nDarius grabbed the man and pulled him backwards to knock him of balance. Then he pushed forward and, using some enhanced strength, picked the man up, took three quick steps forward and slammed the man into the ground. He kneeled on the man's neck. Not enough to choke him, but enough to possibly pacify him. \"This is not a battlefield, and we are not from two different armies, so I am offering you a choice; Yield. If you do not, then I will make it quick.\"\n\nThe hairs on the back of his neck alerted him of someone behind him. He turned his head around to see the pale guard that had attacked Meirin approaching him. He started to draw his sword, but he paused when Alaira passed through the pale man's shoulder in a run towards the Psychomancer. He also noticed another pale gaurd writhing on the ground with that stuffed bear attached to his face. The one approaching him must have been a mind trick the Psychomancer made. Darius turned back to the guard on the ground and awaited the man's answer.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Darius Jura" } ]

[ { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nTruth be told Mei has never been to Hysteria. She's never taken anyone actually into the city, as the monks typically leave the group once the city was within sight. But it was a colorful place, it seemed so exciting and new. It doesn't even look familiar, and yet Meirin knew it well enough to recognize it. She was almost as enthralled by the sights and sound as Lyn was, and was half-tempted to spend some time looking around the sights. However the mission at hand was more important. One day perhaps she'll come back to Hysteria and enjoy the scenery. \n\nShe hoped that the caravan master wasn't too angry at the college still. She tried to cheer him up, but frankly those bandits ruined the mood. She was surprised to meet with the Scarlet Travelers, as she had once provided security for them in the past. She never knew they were aligned with the college, Lucilia is particular. \"Learn something everyday.\" The trip back was uneventful and shorter than the trip going to the college. She wondered if their efforts of stopping the bandits actually helped make the roads safer. She remembered back at the monastery where even if the school was asked to disperse a clan of raiders on behalf of the local villages, it always seemed like a new gang would replace them the next day. It felt odd seeing how... Peaceful Djarkel was. She's only known conflicts and fights here. Maybe it'll do them all some good to get away from that.\n\nMeirin was happy to be back at the college. It was a familiar place to her even though she's been there for less than a year. Alaira took Lyn off, probably to go see the parents. But as she was watching them leave Ssarak came up and asked her how they were going to inform Lucilia about what happened during the mission. Ssarak was concerned about the dangers Alaira posed and Meirin's own face darken at the idea of participating with her again. While she wasn't one to abandon others, Meirin was seriously considering if Alaira wanted or was worth help. On one hand, she was noting but trouble ever since they first arrived to the bridge. Then again, would she really be any better if they just left her alone? Meirin wanted to have nothing to do with her and let someone else sort out Alaira. But deep down Meirin felt that someone needed to help her, to tell her that she's wrong and that she needs to change. Because Meirin doesn't want to feel responsible for Alaira hurting herself or anyone else because no one was ever there for her.\n\n\"We should be honest. We tell her that Alaira started a wild fire on a hunch, that she attacked guardsmen under the impression that they were vampires in the middle of the day, and that she holds very little respect about us or the caravan master. She doesn't work well with others and is prone to violence without consulting any of us. Then we can let Lucilia decide what to do with Alaira. However...\"\n\nMeirin suddenly began to look angry and marched towards Lucilia's office. \"I honestly don't care about her right now. She's alive, and I'm more concerned that Lyn was smuggled onto the wagon. While there's a lot of things Alaira is wrong about, I'm certain that she's right that Lucilia played a part in endangering Lyn. And as mad as I am with Alaira what Lucilia did... That's unforgivable.\" There was a certain fire in Meirin's eyes. A deep, burning flash that Ssarak would have seen during the brief moments when Meirin fought against the demons. Hatred, anger, and a desire to protect, even if it meant killing others. Meirin took that emotion and controlled it. Instead of letting it loose and control her, she's taken that anger and honed it into a fine blade. A blade that she wouldn't hesitate to aim at Lucilia, more so since Meirin was still carrying her weapon with her, with the intent of getting into a fight. Both verbal and physical.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak gave a slight huff as he nodded in agreement. Alaira's actions had been foolish, and close to deadly to them, but she was not, nor had she ever been to his knowledge, in a position of power or leadership. It made sense to him how she could lack judgment, but for Lucilia, she was in a position of authority at the college. She was meant to be a leader, and he could not fathom how she could have such authority and still be willing to send a toddler on a dangerous mission for seemingly no purpose. \n\n\"I could not agree more. Alaira lacks judgment when working with a team, but Lucilia, she is meant to be a leader here. Her motivation for hiding Lyn in that carriage must have either been terribly foolish or...even intentionally malicious. I am not certain which would be worse, given her position here. But...\" Ssarak began as he took a few steps in front of her and placed his hand on her shoulder, stopping them in the middle of the hall. Now that they were in the college, he no longer needed to wear his helmet, leaving his concerned expression plainly visible. \"I know you Meirin. I can hear it in your voice; see it in your eyes. You are angry. Righteously angry. But as much as I hate to say it, we have to accept our limitations. Lucilia, as foolish as her past decisions might have been, is a master of herbamancy. That is not a power to be taken lightly. She could kill both of us. Easily. Not to mention the college's rules against violence. We will not let her get away with this, but we have to find another way to do it. Certainly, we should still confront her about it, but please, stay your blade. I do not wish to see you harmed.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Colette\n\nColette nodded in agreement with her friend and looked at her new familar who watched her intently for instructions. \"Hyllos I want you to scout for Aramir and the others for us. Can you do that\" she asked and Hyllos nodded with no hesitation. 'Of course mistress I will be back as soon as possible' she was about to fly off when Colette stopped her.\n\n\"And can you just call me Colette, I haven't been called mistress in years and it kinda feels uncomfortable now' she said and Hyllos nodded before flying off aware that Colette watched her go until she was out of site", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak gave something of an amused grunt. \"The reason we are telling you about this is because you asked.\" He commented, giving another glance in the direction of Lucilia's office. \"We wish to speak with Lucilia about this because she is in a position to prevent Alaira from being sent on more missions and endangering more lives. I can understand your skepticism, but you were not present for the mission, so you were not witness to her actions. On two separate occasions, her recklessness endangered all of our lives, and the mission itself. When faced with two individuals on a bridge ahead of us that were potentially bandits, she promptly, and without consulting anyone else, ignited a field of grass off to our right. It sparked a forest fire, choked the air with smoke, panicked our horses, and forced us to be trapped on the bridge, which the bandits quickly cut. It was an action that did not harm the bandits in the slightest, but brought us to the brink of death. That is not someone to whom you want to trust your life. Perhaps she can be helped; be taught better judgment, but until then, be wary of her if you are required to work with her.\" He warned. \n\nThere was not much purpose in continuing to voice their grievances with Grey. If he still disagreed, then there likely would be no swaying him. They had already likely said enough to convince him that their issue was with Alaira, instead of Lucilia herself, so they could go ahead and give their report to her. \"We should probably go speak to her now.\" Ssarak suggested, glancing to Meirin.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Grey Onyx\nGrey sighed, shaking his head some as he looked up to the ceiling for a moment. \"I'm not saying it isn't true... Ugh, look. Lucilia's a smart woman. Probably the smartest person I know. She took a calculated risk in sending her along, and it didn't quite work out. The only thing she needs to see is an official report, which I will deliver to her whenever I receive it. You... did write a report, right?\" He asked, idly cracking his knuckles. Not as a gesture of intimidation, just as a habit. \"I'm certain that not only is she quite aware of any issues she has or would cause, but that there was a very good reason for sending her with you. What she doesn't need is to be bothered right now. She is very, very busy with the paperwork for my mission alone, then she has to do yours, and then the as-yet unresolved one. On top of all the logistics she normally has to do.\" \n\nHe sighed, tapping his finger over his eye-patch twice. \"Listen... Just bring me a report and I'll make sure to bring this issue to her attention...\" He scratched the back of his neck as he looked down... \"It's just... she's already got a lot to deal with right now, and I'd appreciate it if we could all just relax for a bit and let her work.\"\n\nHe looked off to Satori, sighing again. \"Great... Find another guard then.\" He said, loosening his arm. \"Look... I'm sure you've already pulled everything out of my head, but...\" He seemed bitter. \"...My own mission was less than happy for me. And I was told to relax and take the day off, and nothing short of Gaurot coming for my soul is gonna stop me.\" In truth, it was because he was more or less ordered to. And Grey could not willingly disobey an order from her in most circumstances. \"And can't you just... I dunno, fry its brain from here?\"\n\nAlaira Taenn\nAlaira quickly set Lyn down as the window opened, climbing in after her. She looked down to the drink offered, and sighed. She didn't really trust her cup... It probably had something in it, considering the vampire's side profession. But that was likely just to keep the Half-Elf from trying to hurt her. that is, if the cup wasn't innocent. She raised her hand a little bit, non-verbally declining as she flopped into a chair, watching Lyn... \"I know you know why I'm here... I'm not mad.\" She said, surprisingly calm. \"I ain't gonna hurt ya... I ain't gonna scream at ya... Just don't do it again, alright?\" She asked, looking up to her. from her expression, she just looked... tired. No barely contained rage, no quiet disapproval, nothing.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Grey Onyx\nGrey nodded at Meirin's words... She was a nice enough woman, but he just couldn't shake this feeling that the two shouldn't be allowed to pass. There was something he wasn't being told, and if there was one thing he hated it was lies. \"I'm afraid you'll just have to come back with a written report... And... yeah, I'd like that. I saw some... Less than pleasant things.\" He raised his eyebrow as they approached, stepping in front of the door with a sigh. \"Look, this doesn't need to be diffi-Hey!\" He shouted when he saw the illusion, stepping over to stop it... and watching as his hand went through... Goddamn psychomancer!\n\nHe turned back, finding that Ssarak had indeed tricked him. He fixed his shield to his arm, which is the one piece of equipment he insisted on carrying at all times. Something was definitely wrong. If this was just a report, they wouldn't have felt the need to try an illusion. He stepped forward, and shoved the Eysire to the side as he took up a position in front of the door. He kept his guard up, staring at the Eysire. \"Back. Off.\" He growled... before turning his gaze to Meirin. As he did, his expression softened. \"Friend or not after that stunt I cannot allow you to pass. Come back with a written report...\" He said, sighing as he turned back to the Eysire. He would not harm either of them, but he would not let them pass without explicit orders to do so.\n\nAlaira Taenn\nAlaira smiled slightly as Lyn went around being her usual self. She took a seat, patting her on the head as Lyn drank her cocoa. She saw Lucilia look to her several times, usually looking away quite quickly. If she had to guess, the vampire was probably surprised that she wasn't trying to throttle her... Well, it appeared that this reasonable approach thing might not be so bad after all. She sighed, hoping that she could stop some bullshit down the line. \"Look... Just don't do it again, alright?\" She asked, fairly certain she would know what she was talking about. \n\nShe heard her say Ssarak and Meirin were at the door... Ugh, figures. She heard a knock on the door as well, followed by one of her least favorite voices. She stood up, and yelled to Ssarak right after he spoke. \"Fuck off! The office is closed until further notice!\" She then proceeded to drag a chair over and prop it against the handles. She raised her eyebrows at the sounds of a minor scuffle, but just shrugged as she walked back to her seat. \"I'll just give you the damn report... they would tell you the same thing anyway.\" She said, leaning back as she began to recount the events of their mission in her usual blunt manner. She was fairly detailed, and she told her everything, even stuff that made her look less than ideal. The burning of the field, her misguided provocation of the guards, her intimidation of the caravan master, and their elimination of a sizable chunk of the bandit threat. \"There weren't any demons, just Vampire mind-mages... I think it went pretty well, but the others'll probably whine to you to put me in 'time out' or something...\" She said, grumbling as she turned back to Lyn, patting her again.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nThis was getting ridiculous. Something as simple as debriefing on their mission was being halted by someone who knew nothing about it, for reasons that were not apparent. He did not resist when Grey tried to shove him aside, though he was quite surprised that he would go that far. They had been through a good deal of stress on the mission, and now even college guards were giving them trouble. Ssarak could not help but to feel somewhat insulted. They had volunteered for the mission at considerable peril to themselves for the benefit of the College, and now they were being harassed for trying to complete it. Still, he retained his composure and avoided lashing out, even verbally, at Grey. Even more concerning was that, much to his surprise, Alaira's voice sounded from within the room. He had not seen her enter through the room's door, so he wondered how exactly she managed to get in there. Out of curiosity, he reached out with his mind to feel how many were inside the room, at which point he found a voice he did not expect: Lyn's. He looked to Meirin with a concerned expression as he sent her a telepathic message. He did not wish to do any more without consulting with her. \n\n\"This, I did not anticipate. What motive could he have for trying to keep us from Lucilia? I wonder if Lucilia instructed him to keep us away because of what she did to Lyn? This requirement of a 'written report' is something I feel Grey invented himself, as Lucilia did not mention it when she gave us this mission. I could attempt to read into his mind, but I do not wish to antagonize him any further. The last thing I want is to damage one of your friendships, and I do not particularly wish to make an enemy of Grey either. Though, I am more concerned about Alaira. If she is the only one to report to Lucilia, then she may downplay her own errors. I think we need to talk to Lucilia; if we say that we have these letters, journals, and maps for her, she will have no choice but to let us in. But...I can also feel Lyn's thoughts within that room. She is there, and I do not wish to put her under any more stress than she has already experienced. What do you think we should do?\" Ssarak asked.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Rathel\nKhan was furious as expected. \n\nRathel knew it whenever he tapped into the connection they both shared. He also acknowledge exactly where his demonomancer, currently talking with Ovak and it seemed to make his fury at his demon fade. Something that made the demon become relieved that the archmage could temper such anger, deciding it was best to avoid the pair for the present time. Just because he was marked and enslaved to another mage, didn't mean he had to check on Khan when he didn't need it. It was one of the few negative things about being a demon as he had no free will after he willingly bound himself to Khan. His mind flickered back to when the Eysire was so young and foolish during the time, enough to risk dying just gain his power to help his brother. A misguided notion that caused him to feel pity for the road Khan was traveling down. The guilt was the biggest factor driving Rathel to create a loyalty and hope to prevent his mage from swirling down the very same path. \n\nIt was a full time job and well done until recent events when Rathel allowed his own passions and pride wash over his responsibilities. A terrible and regretful thing that was bound to happen some day. He only wished it was sooner rather than now, mind filled with Kudd's little, dark gift and fratting slightly over the repercussions of it. Most the students and teacher body was left in the dark about the matter but was that really best? Rathel's heart felt it wasn't his place to decide that.\n\nHis feet sensed movement as Grey's body shifted upon the bench, his weight unsettling the normal stillness and giving the demon a vague notion of size. A large human, likely the most recent guardsman, Grey Onyx. He tapped into the feelers on his face to scent the hormones lingering in the air. The man's current mood was easy to determine, depression, as the diagnosis surface to Rathel's mind. Well, that won't do. he thought and shifted closer to the gaurd. \n\n\"Reminiscing over your run with Zaad? I thought Lucilia would've fixed that window by now, don't you?\" Rathel spoke, gently, to stir casual chatter. Getting to the problem's root always needed a gentle and firm touch, though never a hurried one. \n\nLyn\n\nLyn held onto Ssarak tightly, her little arms wrapped in much needed comfort and drawing what warmth she could from him. His hug helped melt away the anxiety, pain and worry for a brief moment. It made her realize that above everything she could ask for, she just wanted things to be alright. That was most important to her because nothing seemed to be. Right now, tension and hurt feelings threatened to drown her and there was nothing she could do to fix it. The realization was painful to her most of all. That she had caused this misery, something she regretted the moment she asked Lucilia to put her into that cart. \n\nShe left go when Ssarak stood upright again, his words requested Alaira to take her back to her parents. It was met with aggression toward the Esyire as Alaira stepped forward and shoved him light, making Lyn's eyes widen in surprise and shock. Did she do something to make her Aunt angry at Ssarak? Was it because she hugged him? Unsure what had caused the hatred toward the male, she watched Alaira growl causing Lyn's arms wrap about herself to keep from touching anyone. Without much warning or time to grab her basket, she felt herself scooped and held in Alaira's arms on the way through the door. \n\nLyn looked back at the gift basket left behind until it vanished, their exit made quickly. Her mind reached with sorrow and confusion in her head, speaking a single phase that she hoped out make everything better towards Ssarak. I'm sorry for getting you in trouble with Alaira… \n\nIn moments they were gone, walking outside the hallway a distance before she was held out enough to look Alaira in the face. When her aunt asked her where she wanted to go, she didn't think it was wise to tell she wanted to get her basket and instead looked at her with worry. It was clear she was worried, blaming herself for what happened back in Lucilia's office, then gestured yes. The idea of making shapes in the clouds might put her aunt into a better mood and apologize for what she did wrong.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "Leith ran his left hand along the wall as he walked. His mind was a lot clearer than it had been since he got back to the college. He wondered whether or not he should let Lucilia know about the ring that had affixed itself to his finger and the information that came with it. He decided he would, but not right this moment. Maybe a bit later in the day. When it was a bit more quieter. He continued his aimless walk until he spotted Lyn and Alaira. \n\nIt was crazy to think that it had only been two months since Lyn was born. She had grown so fast, quite literally. Leith still needed to get a gift for her, but with how fast she had grown, he had no clue what to get her. He'd figure it out sooner or later. With a smile, he approached two.\n\n\"Hey, kiddo,\" he said to Lyn before nodding at Alaira. \"Alaira\" He looked between the two of them. Lyn looked worried, but that must have been because of Mar and Althalus having been taken to the infirmary. \"What are you two up to today?\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nMeirin went straight towards the garden, but not before gussying herself up. While putting on make up wasn't unusual for Meirin, today was a special occasion, so she not only applied a bit more then usual, but even kept a bit with her to fix any messes. And dashing to the garden cause her to sweat enough to cause some of her make up to start running, so using a pool of water as her mirror Meirin reapplied what she needed before she spotted Ssarak in the gardens. \n\nThe gardens were peaceful and quiet unlike most of the college. Everyone must have gone towards the dining hall. Finding Ssarak would be no problem here, but Meirin wanted to walk a bit. As she enjoyed the scenery she pondered just how her relationship with Ssarak has gone so far. They've only been together for about a week, officially. Thinking back on it she's actually been with Ssarak for much longer, and it's only been recently that they've told their feelings for one another. She wondered if she was taking things too quickly, but considering how close they were even before Meirin confessed to him, perhaps this was her chance to take things up a notch? Her face blushed at the idea however, thinking that she was being hasty. While she certainly had fantasies about Ssarak and their possible life together, she needed to be careful not to get too crazy. Temperance and consideration was needed, as well as communication. Meirin wouldn't mind living the rest of her life with Ssarak, but only after she accepts that he is the one she wants to be with forever. Meirin loves Ssarak, but a decision like that... There were too many things to account for.\n\nAs she wandered around Meirin came across Cupid Roses. She remembered seeing them in alchemy class, though they lacked any notable properties. But symbolically, they were a classical representation of one's love and devotion. Specifically a prayer for young love, to flourish against adversity and strife. It was appropriate for the situation: Meirin wasn't quite ready for a long-term commitment, but she was more than happy to facilitate her budding romance with Ssarak. Carefully Meirin picked a few Cupid Roses from a bushel and wrapped them with her handkerchief. \"Now to find Ssarak.\"\n\nIt wasn't hard finding the eysire in the gardens. His dark scales clashed vibrantly against the green foliage. And while he likely already picked up her thoughts as she approached Meirin still called out for him. \n\n\"Hello Ssarak.\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nAs soon as he heard Meirin's voice, Ssarak lifted up his head, and his smile widened. He was seated in the grass in a part of the garden which he felt looked particularly nice. The platter of food he had brought was covered to hold in the heat, but fortunately, he had not had to wait too long for her to arrive. \n\n\"Hello, Meirin.\" Ssarak responded. For a brief moment, he simply looked at her, smiling. To him, she looked quite nice, though it was not due to the makeup, as his mind was not designed to notice the fine details of a human's face. Rather, it was because of the way she moved as she approached, because of her smile, and her tone. It was because of the effort she had placed into her appearance and clothing, and though they had each only spoken a few words, he could see that she seemed excited for this meeting. \n\nThe silence between them was just long enough to be noticed before Ssarak continued. \"You look quite beautiful, I must say. Please, sit down.\" He added, motioning to a spot beside him. He hoped she did not mind sitting in the grass. He might have been able to find a table or bench, but the vibrance and color of the flowers in the spot he selected had a certain beauty which he, and hopefully Meirin, admired. Quite simply, it was romantic. \n\nAs Meirin approached, Ssarak uncovered the platter and started to separate out their respective meals. \"I know you are missing the feast to be here, so...I thought it would be nice to have a feast of our own. Would you like a glass of wine?\" He asked as he uncorked the bottle to pour a glass for himself.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Lyn\n\nLyn bit her lip at realizing she had nearly crashed into someone. Her rounded, childish eyes showed a bit of guilt as she was pulled up again on her feet, her body slowly balancing herself. In nervous gesture, her foot raised a bit and scratched the ground. The toe etching an erratic pattern with no purpose save to spend her discomfort while she nodded her answer to other student. Lifting her head, her eyes widened in surprise for a split moment on seeing the man's appearance up close for the first time. Her eyes went way, way up, nearly craning her neck to meet her rescuer's face.\n\nShe first noticed his skin was white as can be before her sight found his light blue eyes looking down at her. His head had literally no hair at all and his height towered over her smaller form, causing her neck to strain trying to meet his eyes. She tilted her head a bit to the side just to see if the angle altered the features in anyway. Or at least made them less intimidating, but it didn't. \n\nLyn scrunched up her eyes slightly. It obvious she was studying the man and on absorbing his vampiric appearance, impulsively flicked out her half human and half snake tongue. There wasn't the death like scent lingering on her smell like she expected there would've been. However, it was clear he was human and that put her at ease some. Her attention noted the gauntlet fused to his hand a little late and stepped forward to it, her hands reached out to touch it gently. Only at the mention of a gift did she stop tracing the hand's surface and looked at him fully. \n\nThe child smiled then pointed at herself, making sure he was serious about her gift. When he started to retrieve it, her curiosity would get the better of her and caused the child to lean uncomfortably into Leith's personal space to get a chance glimpse of his present. Naturally she liked most her gifts she got to date through many would call her spoiled.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "Tyrael Marchosias\n\nIt took him some time, but Tyrael managed to get find Darius in the feast hall. Of course Tyrael did check there first, but didn't see the man. He must have came in after her had left. The man spoke brusquely to him and Tyrael was tempted to discipline him. But once again he realized that his armor, supposedly which was going to earn him some respect, made his own status unknown. So Tyrael removed his helmet to reveal his identity to Darius, and hopefully the swordsman knew who the Demonomancy Professor was. \"You are from Yarosmere, are you not? I am here to pass along an order: Investigate the Yarosmere diplomats. Bring back the information to me. That is all.\" Without even waiting to hear if Darius would accept this task Tyrael put his helmet back on and walked away from the desert warrior. Even if he didn't rule the college, Tyrael tends to make his orders absolute. If Darius for some reason fails to meet the demon's expectations, his life will be come inconvenient, to say the least.\n\nDonning his helmet Tyrael roamed the dinning hall for a little while longer. He doesn't need to be here right now and was thinking of sneaking off to Underhaven for a quality meal. But before he left he spotted Lyn wandering about. He smiled but worried that she shouldn't be walking about unattended. As he approached Lyn bumped into Leith, which immediately put Tyrael on guard. Leith, all things considered, isn't a bad guy. But he had a demonically possessed right hand and wanted to dabble in Demonomancy, despite it not being his blood. While he has yet to do anything to wrong Tyreal, he expects it. So Tyrael stayed hidden in the crowd the best he could (Which was extremely difficult, what with him being a large humanoid with wings) and watched over Leith and Lyn's interaction, hand on the pommel of his sword.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Tyrael Marchosias (His current alias), Karnage Urabrask Vorinclex (His true full name), Master Demonology Professor (College Title), Forge Master (Occupation Title)" } ]

[ { "text": "Alaira Taenn\nAlaira quirked a brow for a mere moment when he opened the door, before covering her nose. The scent, his words, and his appearance gave her a very clear picture of what they were just doing... \"Been busy?\" she asked, in a more irritated tone than she intended. Something about that knowledge just... angered her, and she didn't know why. She shook her head, sighing. \"I guess that means Lyn isn't here... It would say a LOT about your parenting if she was...\" She teased, smirking. \"Before you ask, I still haven't checked with the demon-thing, so she's probably with him.\" She did a poor job of hiding the distaste in her voice as she looked away.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nAfter spending some time in the gardens Meirin and Ssarak went to watch the demonstrations. They were just in time to see Ghell preform his demonstration, which really made Meirin hyped up. Meirin tried to copy some of his movements herself, but unlike Ghell her technique failed to create any creature. She didn't even feel any magic through her body as she tried. \"Wow! One day, I'll be able to do that too.\" Meirin watched a few more demonstrations before she and Ssarak went outside for some fresh air.\n\nOutside Meirin saw the various carts and stalls in the courtyard, so she dragged Ssarak down to try some games. She recognized a few back when she protected some of the caravans. Some of the caravaneers even remembered her, though they didn't know she was a student of the college. They tried to sell all sorts of little presents and knicknacks. She did buy a few, such as a silk mask that made her head look like a panda bear's, and a wooden toy called a yoyo. One attraction stood out to her the most. \"Oh! I remember these back at the monestary. Come on Ssarak!\" Instead of the usual torchlight, this stall was illuminated by glowing jack-o-lanterns. For just a few gold they would carve out a pumpkin for customers, or even let the customers carve out their own design. \"We used to do this back at the monastery with old pumpkins. I'm surprised to see someone build a business out of it. Two pumpkins please!\"\n\nAnd young man came over to Meirin and Ssarak with two fairly large pumpkins. When asked if they wanted a specific design Meirin asked for a knife instead. \"I have a design I'd like to make myself, please. Ssarak, I'll just be right over there. I brought a pumpkin for you too.\" Heading over to a table Meirin set her pumpkin down, first cutting open the top to scoop out the seeds within. From softness of the hull, these pumpkins were somewhat old indeed. They'll be easier to cut through at least. Meirin was already poking holes into her pumpkin while she wore her silly panda mask.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nUnlike the previous year, the demonstrations that Ssarak and Meirin were able to observe were actually pleasant, and even quite interesting. It was perhaps a bias of his, but he found particular interest in Satori's displays of psychomancy. They appeared to have missed her actual demonstration, but her ability to condition the animals around them into her service was an ability with great potential. Manipulating the minds of simple creatures was, in general, far easier than that of a person. The potential utility of such an ability was vast, particularly if the psychomancer was creative. \n\nAfter the demonstrations, the pair moved on outside. The day of the feast was essentially like a festival with the amount of merchants and other businesspeople it attracted to the college. The same had been true last year, though for obvious reasons, Ssarak had been unable to see what they had to offer. Although, Ssarak was not quite certain where to begin himself. He had only attended such an event once before in his life, and that was in Felldor. Outside his homeland, he had mostly only witnessed the normal operations of the places he visited, and even they were sometimes unusual to him. For a day such as this, Ssarak was not quite certain what to expect. As such, he followed Meirin's lead, for the most part, The displays of art, whether it be paintings, sculptures, or simple trinkets, often caught his eye. They originated from many parts of Tiien, and as such, were all drastically different in style. Some possessed a realism that almost did not seem possible without the aid of magic, while others sought to please through more abstract means. Unfortunately, the most impressive of them were more expensive than the amount he was willing to spend. He would have purchased a mask along with Meirin, but he was stopped mostly by the fact that the vendor did not have any available which would fit an Esyire's snout. \n\nSsarak found himself somewhat confused by the business of carving pumpkins. There were certainly strange displays of art around the courtyard, but he did not quite understand why one would wish to take the time to carve something into a berry. Surely the pumpkin would rot within a few weeks, at which point their art would be ruined? In his village, everything they made, apart from their housing, was meant to last as long as they could make it. Artwork was often carved or painted onto stone, partially so it would not need to be recreated as frequently, and partially because stone was rather common. The concept of carving a food item was unusual, but nevertheless, Ssarak gave no protest. He sat down at the table beside Meirin, staring at the large orange fruit for at least a minute after Meirin had began to think of what design he might try to create. \"I...do have to admit that the visual arts have never been my specialty. Music was what captured my interest. Carving, well, I did attempt it as a child.\" He explained, as if he felt compelled to explain the reason why his own carving was likely to be...subpar in quality. Eventually, he slowly reached out and stabbed a claw into the pumpkin to begin his carving. He was going to attempt to create the silhouette of an actual dragon, though he was not anticipating a great deal of success.\n\n\"Are you talented in visual arts, like painting, carving, or sculpting?\" Ssarak asked Meirin curiously. \"You certainly have the dexterity for it. I know at least with the grace with which you move, you could be a talented dancer.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Lyn\n\nLyn nearly jumped when she felt Meirin's finger brushed her cheek, her mind engrossed into the show for a moment during the end. Immediately her hand whipped up and tried to brush the tickling away, confused at the cause on her expression until she registered the voice causing her look down instinctively. Her arms held tightly to Tyrael's head while she leaned over the edge to smile over Mei. Her golden eyes brightened to see the red haired and green eyed woman underneath her. Her little lips crept into a smile at the sight as she waved from on top of Tyrael's shoulder, her head looked beyond to notice Ssarak had followed the older student as well. \n\nLyn's voice spoke out loud through the rune after Mei bowed and asked her question, followed by Ssarak's greeting toward her Uncle. Letting Tyrael answer, she looked at Mei then proceeded to show it off. \"Look at what Leith gave me. It's a rune where I can talk with my thoughts! Isn't it neat?\" \n\nTo let the woman examine it, Lyn held it out in her hand then tried to pass it to the woman while leaning from her perch. She wasn't frightened because she knew her uncle would catch her if she went too far over, even as he was digging out coin for donations, and so the odds of her hitting the ground was very, very slim. She didn't realize her sweet bag was on the verge of toppling over on the other hand. At least, until it suddenly came crashing to the ground. For Lyn tried to snatch it only to have Tyrael's large hand be faster. It plopped right into his palm as he offered them to the pair, making Lyn smile in relief, and her body returned to sit back upright. Her chin rested on the Fallen Orc's head comfortably settling in.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "Althalus\n\nAlthalus quirked an eyebrow at Alaira's tone. \"Jealous that I've got all her attention? Don't worry, I'm sure Mar can find the time to talk to you. We're done and both relatively presentable. I swear.\" He teased grinning up at the half-elf. His grin slipped away at Alaira's distaste. \"Don't worry. Lyn isn't with us, she's with 'the demon-thing'.\" He paused for a moment, obviously considering if he should really try this again before continuing with a sigh. \n\n\"You have to make your peace with Tyrael at some point Alaira. Lyn likes him and if you want to be around Lyn you're going to have to be around him more. You're both more similar than you'd like to admit. You both want to protect Lyn, Mar, and, strangely enough, me. Both of you, for some damned reason, think you're monsters that don't have a chance of redemption. So, if you're not here to chat with Mar, why don't you go and find Tyrael and Lyn? Have a fun day with the both of them and realize that perhaps Tyrael isn't as bad as you thought and maybe you can learn to trust him. After all, he hasn't threatened you with death. Horrific death, I might add. He may even like you, if you weren't so busty threatening him all the time.\"\n\nAlthalus glanced back into Den before continuing. \"If you don't want to go chat with Tyrael and Lyn you could always chat with Mar. I think she might enjoy the company. Don't tell her I said that though, Naga pride and all that.\" He winked conspiratorially at Alaira.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Althalus Marik" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nTo be polite, Ssarak accepted one of the caramels, while leaving the rest for Lyn. Giving a nod, he took a seat nearby to wait for the show. Although, he actually did not know where or what kind of show it was going to be; he was simply present to see Lyn. Given their surroundings, he guessed that it was a show meant for children. Of course, with Tyrael's well-known propensity towards violence, Ssarak actually did not know what the fallen demon would consider suitable for a young child. \n\nWhen Lyn started to speak, or rather, the rune on her person, it actually took Ssarak a bit by surprise. He knew how well-developed Lyn's mind was, so it was a kind gesture for Leith to give her such a gift as that rune. However, Ssarak found himself curious about how Leith came into possession of such a rune. It had a rather specialized purpose which would not be useful in many other circumstances. He supposed Leith could have simply requested it from a runecrafter like Val, but that would likely require payment, which would have made it an even greater kindness. \n\nSsarak leaned in to get a closer look at the rune. \"Indeed it is. I am guessing that it is nice to not require a psychomancer to relay your thoughts to others? Although, be careful not to become too complacent with it. You will still need to practice speaking normally; that is even better than having a rune, I can assure you.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Leith ran a knuckle along the scar on his cheek when Ovak mentioned Lidda. \"Vitamancers can indeed be quite threatening.\" He shuddered as he recalled his encounter with the Eternal Hunger, and more specifically, her death. He was quick to start talking again. \"Though that could be said for all the Master's of each Blood class here, and all of the different skill levels training to become masters.\" He smiled. \"I'm not sure if some people are going to think that these messages are subtle.\" \n\nHe listened to Ovak as he talked about what he could see and his warning about curiosity. He nodded as he dropped his hand to his knee under the table. \"I understand. I've read a lot of stories as when I was younger, and a few of them hand the same moral. I will use restraint whenever something catches my curiosity.\" He listened to Lucilia's speech, and when it was done, he turned to Ovak. \"She seems to have a knack for the big speeches, doesn't she?\" He whispered lightheartedly to the archmage.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "text": "Leith paused when Ovak asked if his mission had an encounter with a Wild mage. He was slightly surprised that the Archmage knew about his mission. More-so at the mention of a Wild mage. The ring on his finger seemed to know about the Wild be he was hesitant to ask it. \"Well yes, I did have an encounter with a mage, but I don't really know what you mean by Wild. But that has been the second time that I have heard of it in these past few days.\"\n\nHe paused as Grey approached the table to give Ovak a cup of tea from Lucilia. He nodded to the guardsman when he said hello. \"Hello. I did enjoy the demonstrations. They were a lot different then last time. I can tell you that. How have you been?\" Leith asked. He wanted to know how Grey was doing after what had happened when the man was attacked by the Eternal Hunger during the mission. Something like that doesn't just go away, and Leith should. He had been having trouble sleeping ever since the mission. He stifled a yawn as he waited for Grey's answer.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n--- \nIronically, Ssarak was just as clueless as to what the others were describing as Lyn was. His homeland was entirely inhospitable to virtually all exotic creatures, so to attempt to gather foreign animals in such a way would require a steady supply of runes. As a result, it was not generally a profitable venture. Likewise, \"carousel\" was a word he had never even heard before, so he had no concept of what that could be. \n\nSsarak had no particular issue accompanying Tyrael, as long as Meirin was still willing to stay. The professor's personality was one of the farthest from likable possible, and he generally made no effort to act otherwise. Not to mention, he was a demon, or at least, a fallen. There was a definite distinction between the two, but for most of those who were not demonmancers, they were one in the same. It was surprising to Ssarak that Lyn actually liked being around him, though Ssarak mostly attributed that to her youthful innocence. At the very least, Ssarak could respect Tyrael's abilities, his consistency, and the fact that he was seemingly loyal to the College. \n\n\"Being that I am unfamiliar with either of those, anything you do will likely be new to me. The performance we just watched was certainly a new experience.\" Ssarak commented.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Colette\n\nColette smiled as she walked ways from Lucilla. She knew in her unbeating heart that tonight was the best night of her life. She felt like she accomplished something tonight. She only began to hope that things would go well with the other vampire at the full moon ritual where she would spread her candy to them.\n\n'I wonder if the vampires who hate me will accept my help...' she thought as she stopped in front of the many large windows that was in the corridors. She held her chest close looking at the almost full moon, the light glimmering on her like it did on the balcony. She heard a familiar screech as her bat friend, Hyllos, flew at her and nuzzles herself to Colette.\n\n\"Well Hyllos we have a something big coming up pretty soon. Let's just hope everything goes as planned with the others of my kind..if only I had the opinion of another vampire before I try this.\" She said.\n\n\"Be careful of what you wish for mistress, you may never know if they will come true\" Hyllos said preaching herself in Colette's bare shoulders carefully so she wouldn't cut into her mistress's skin with her sharp claws.\n\n\"I doubt it. I been wishing for a long time and they have never been answered.\" Colette said petting her head with a free hand. She placed the chest in the ground gently and leaned on the window sil looking up at the moon. Hyllos and Colette just stood there in a comfortable silence.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" } ]

[ { "text": "Summer Flores\n\nSummer sighed as she walked around the college. It had been very docile for her every since she was rescued by Meirin. She stood in front of a window her long red hair swaying behind her as she moved around. She had changed from wearing the green dress she came here in to wearing to a strapless salmon color dress that went well with how red her hair was. It reached all the way to the ground hiding her feet from sight. It was out of a silk material so it clung to her skin perfectly. She looked up at the moon, her crown green gems gleaming upon her forehead making her sigh. She knew that on the crown was a seal that sealed her from using her powers completely.\n\n'I know that I must fight my way through the levels of the seal my mother placed upon me.' she thought leaning against the window sil. She knew how powerful her mom was and that meant she had alot to do if she was going to get control over her power without it trying to kill her like it did in the past. She started to walk again heading for the kitchen, remembering the day of the fire and remember how the others worked hard to put it out. When she got to the ktichen she saw everyone was in a rushed motion trying to get stuff done and saw something on a silver tray. One of the workers saw her and pulled her in quickly.\n\nSummer sighed as she walked outside the the school to where she was told the tray needed to go pondering how she got put in this situation.'Oh well if they needed help, I am willing to help in any way I can' she thought as she got inside. She smiled when she saw Mar. She met her when she spotted her daughter Lynn playing hide n' seek and even a couple times had joined the games. Those times she really missed being a child and so carefree, but hey everyone had to grow up at some point in time\n\n\"Hey Mar I brought your meal for you. Sorry if it took longer than usual there was a mix up in the kitchen' Summer said with a little smile on her lips at the older woman.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Summer Flores" }, { "text": "Leith followed Annabeth and Colette to the courtyard. There were people everywhere. It was nice to see so much liveliness as there had been a sort of depression hanging around the College since the attack. With luck, an event like the attack wouldn't happen again, or any time soon at least.\n\nWhen Annabeth spoke up, Leith nodded and looked around the courtyard. He thought he saw a pair of silhouettes on one of the walls, but with all the lights around he couldn't be sure. Having no luck with finding Khan, he turned towards Annabeth and Colette to see if they had any luck, and saw Colette make a beeline towards a group of people in line for what looked like a ride. Oddly enough, the group consisted of Ssarak, Meirin, Lyn, a snow elf, a woman and a woman that was starting to sway. \n\nHe watched as Colette approached the woman that was swaying and handed her something that the woman ate. The woman stopped swaying and Ssarak gestured for the woman to follow him. Leith raised his eyebrow at scene and turned to Annabeth. \"Any Idea what that was about?\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "text": "Lira stretched finding a slightly less stench fill part of the catacombs, and sat down relaxing for a bit. Her eyes closed just for a brief second or least she though it was. She was startled by the sound of thumping feet. She swore under her breath and got up running off getting lost and ending up in a dead end. She back tracked and decide running probably wasn't the smartest thing, she calmed herself down and tried to think and searched for something to defend herself with, though tried to be quiet. Maybe if I hide in a casket they will think I'm just another corps and pass me, then again maybe not she thought flinching when something clattered", "username": "Sento", "char_name": "Lira" }, { "text": "Alaira TaennAlaira let out a soft little laugh when the girl seemed surprised, not at all worried about catching a knife in her for her trouble... It was good that she was alert, if a bit jumpy. She gently rubbed her head in a soothing manner, looking around before crouching low to the ground to search for prey...\"Don't worry about it~...\" She said quietly, scanning the horizon. \"I'm here, remember? Nothing's gonna hurt you on my watch.\"\n\nShe looked up to Annabeth... There might perhaps be too many people, Lyn was a popular one. She was about to say something along the lines of 'Probably the big-ass horse' to her, but she kept it to herself. She was a lot nicer, at least outwardly, when she was around the little tyke. \"Try to get a ways off, yeah? I can keep low over here...\" She said... \n\nShe heard it first. Rustlings in the grass, vermin fleeing in terror across the grasses en mass. She looked about to the source, gasping slightly at the sight... \"A Nitemare, here?\" She whispered, shaking her head... She'd fought such creatures before, though she'd never killed one herself... Her expression hardened as she rose to her feet, readying her blade... Before she could talk though, Annabeth gave her orders... No, that was a terrible idea! She'd been trying to listen to people more lately, but she'd faced creatures like this before, she knew how to deal with them. \n\nShe grabbed Lyn quickly, less concerned with handling her gently with the situation as she placed her on the horse with Annabeth, slapping its flank. \"No, get some distance! I can handle it, just keep her away!\" She said urgently, turning to see it charge... Along wiht a terrible shriek. She knew what was coming... She didn't have much time. She dashed about fifteen feet from where it shrieked, readying her blade to meet its charge head on, slightly to the side. She'd aim a cleaving blow with her weapon right where its legs would be when it left the veil and re-entered their world... \"Come on... Come on then.\" She growled.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Althalus, Lyn's Hunt \n\n\"Perhaps. Perhaps not.\" Althalus replied, chuckling slightly. However, his amusement faded away as he noticed Mar begin to tense up. He slowly drew a throwing knife as giggling began to surround them. \"Great.\" He muttered under his breath slowly turning around and scanning the trees. He didn't like the feeling of being hunted. The falling branches and giggling set him on edge. Still, this wasn't a feeling he was entirely unfamiliar with. \"Come on...come on, make your move you bastards...\" Unfortunately, before he could get a sight on whatever was hunting them, they attacked Mar. \n\nAlthalus whirled around at the sound of fluttering in time to see a Harpy crash into Mar's back. His knife flashed out in a heartbeat, sinking into the Harpy's skin. Althalus didn't have time to see where it hit, as he had a brief moment to feel something wrap around his ankle, and then he was gone, flying through the air. Not only flying through the air, but smashing into every tree along the way. \"Ow..fuck...damn...you...bitch!\" \n\nA distance away.\n\nShadows slithered back into a man's body, his too wide grin shaking with his giggles. \"My, my, my.\" The only part of his body that wasn't a solid, light consuming, black was his violet eyes and his razor sharp teeth in a Cheshire cat grin. \"It looks like they're having a bit of trouble. All her protectors are injured. Shall we visit them with our new recruits, Mackendrick?\" His skin writhed with anticipation. \n\nThe masked man stood and glanced back at their three latest pawns. One was barely a man, sitting and rocking back and forth, muttering to himself. His clothes were ragged, and every inch of his skin seemed to be covered in scars. The other two were evidently ready. One stood, eyes coldly regarding Mackendrick. \"We are ready, aren't we brother?\" The other remained sitting, humming lightly to himself. \"Can you hear the whispers of the forest?\" He asked quietly. When no answer was forthcoming, he sighed in quiet disappointment. \"Most people can't. The whispers promise blood this day.\"\n\nSlade's grin grew wider, if that was possible, as he rose to his full ten foot height. \"Good.\"\n\nIn the catacombs\n\nAn elf carefully crept into the darkness, watching carefully. Remember E'docsil, this is not a vengeance mission. This is a sabotage. Her master's voice, as always sounding vaguely like three people speaking at once, whispered through her mind. \"I want blood.\" She hissed in reply. You will obey. There was only the slightest hint of command, but she nonetheless flinched. \"As you command.\" She muttered sullenly, before disappearing in the darkness towards the Demonomancy Master. There was a grotesque sound of bones and flesh changing, and a bat flew threw the darkness from where she had been.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Althalus Marik" }, { "text": "Leith Calder Lyn's Hunt\n\nLeith followed behind Meirin and Summer, ready to redirect the rabbit as it made its way to the meadow. He stopped abruptly when he heard a voice whisper in his head. It told him that there were people coming for Lyn and Mar. He reached into his pocket to make sure he had Seraphim Sword with him. He felt relieved when he felt the trinket in his pocket. If something was about to happen, it was nice to have the sword. After testing the sword out a few times, he was now able to control the size it became when he enlarged it. Now it appeared to be a longsword when he did so. \n\nThe sound of Meirin yelling at Summer to look out made Leith flinch. He looked up and saw some kind of animal reaching out to claw at the back of Summer's foot. Luckily, the girl stepped out of the way of the creature and its claws. Another creature was walking away from the two dragging the rabbit. He figured that these creatures were going to be a problem. He walked towards Summer and Meirin, keeping an eye on both creatures.\n\n\"We need to deal with these quickly and get to Lyn. People are coming for her.\"\n\nHe held his arms out and clenched his hands into fists. Water was pulled from the air and formed bubbles around the heads of the creatures. He hoped to either force them to flee, or, if they didn't, distract them long enough to have either Summer or Meirin deal with them.\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nDarius Jura Catacombs\n\nDarius looked at the group that had gathered as he made his way through the catacombs. He was not impressed. None of them looked like they were capable of fighting other than the one who set up the mission, or Ssarak. When they came upon the corpse of a Ridge Hound, Darius cursed under his breath. Where there was one, there were so many more. He drew his sword and got ready for the inevitable fight, angry at the fact that he was left alone with all of the ones that were not skilled in fighting. \n\nWhen the ridge hounds started charging towards the group, Darius threw a blast of wind at the feet of the ones in the front, he then started exploding motes of air all around the ridge hounds in loud pops to disorient them. When one of the clawed at the pale girl and drew blood. He swung his sword at the ridge hound as it fought with the girl's demon, hoping to take it by surprise.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Darius Jura" } ]

[ { "text": "After Grey had cleaved the Naga's head off, the axe had evidently thrown a fit... Perhaps it didn't know what a maliced naga was. -That Naga was in malice, it was a rage-fueled zombie. The Naga it used to be was already dead...- He said to it, grimacing at the flaky, weak appearance it had taken... He had looked back to the shapeshifter quickly enough to see it devour the Naga's corpse and throw itself in the middle, pulsing... That wasn't a good sign. \"Move!\" He shouted, shoving past Ssarak as he leapt onto the creature, holding his shield to protect his face... And then, it exploded into sharp, piercing spikes... Spikes that could not pierce his armor, breaking as they slammed against the steel. That did not mean he was unharmed, for it felt as if he'd just suffered over a dozen pike blows at once, sending him back a short ways and slamming his shield into his head...\n\nHe groaned, dazed by the blows as he rose... He may have blacked out, he couldn't be sure. While the impact would have rendered a normal man unconscious for far longer, he was far from normal... He looked around, ears ringing... He saw... no hounds. -T-tyrfing?- he 'asked', wondering if the weapon could hear him. He had woken just in time to see... demons, and something that could only be Tyrael... He was telling them to leave so he could 'deal' with the Naga... As the ground around them shifted into some kind of hellscape he simply stepped forward, putting him ahead of the others, between them and Tyrael. He was very obviously exhausted, his face bruised... He reached up, grabbing at his eyepatch and tearing the sweat-soaked thing off his face. He looked up to Tyrael, his good eye a bright contrast to the dark glass orb that acted as a space filler on the other side of his face. \n\n\"He's right, Tyrael.\" He said, looking down and then up again. \"Would you murder helpless civilians? What may very well be the last of the Naga?\" He said, grimacing as he remembered the diplomat's words... He looked him straight in... where his eyes would be. \"We will take them back, and ask Satori to talk to them, understand? And if you disagree, well...\" He raised his shield, axe remaining lowered to make it clear he had no intent of going on the attack. \"You'll have to go through me first.\" Internally, he was a lot less sure... emotions running wild, fear prevalent... -Tyrfing, if you're there... Look, I know I'm not the 'champion' you wanted but... Please, I need your help. I can't defeat him on my own power, I need your strength if it comes to that...-", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\n\"This...might not be better.\" Athlalus' voice faded in her ears as another took its place.\n\n\"Looks like you finally get what you wanted. Keep in mind you're going against everything dad taught you.\" the vampire noticed her brother's voice sounded disappointed.\"I'm not going against it. He taught us family is the most important thing in this world. I don't think you have noticed but you're dead and buried along with everyone else.\" she waited for a response to this fact.\" Family isn't always blood or the people you lost. It's what's important to you and what your willing to die protecting. These people are willing to die for each other. The question is are you willing to die for each of them?\" the girl thought for a moment as she looked around. The pale man was being helped by a wood elf, the girl that used the plants earlier was on the ground, Althalus was about to take on the masked man again, and Annabeth and Lyn were safe.\"Yeah, I would die for each of them. They've shown me kindness and trust even when I have not.\"she responded truthfully.\" Now that's the sister I know and love.\"\n\n\"A-am I here at a- a good ti-me?\" The new voice asked. \n\nThis caused Keri to jump in surprise. If the elf hadn't spoke out loud she would have most likely swung thinking he was an enemy.\" How did you get over here so fast?\" the girl asked as she glanced around again. It dawned on the vampire she had spaced out during the fight, which if she didn't have help, could have gotten herself killed.\" Actually that was perfect timing. I assume you can handle that mutt.\" the question passed her lips as the man run towards the Cosh. The vampire watching him when she received the unaware claw, slashing her back. She made sure to move away quickly by running towards Athlalus stopping once again at his side.\n\n\"I don't know about that Athlalus. I would rather we drain him just in case. Besides the moron made his last mistake in this lifetime. I take it personally when my family is being attacked.\" Keri said as her eyes shifted to blood. This time she eased into her mode, making sure to study his attacks. The vampire grabbed the torn piece of tunic from Athlalus then ran towards the masked man. The plan was to make the cloth stick to him. Keri threw the cloth up.\" Athalus aim for the cloth!\" as she screamed this she slashed at his leg. If this was unsuccessful she would then roll diagonally, escaping most of the damage, if not all of it.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" } ]

[ { "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\nThe vampire thought it would work. The original plan was so simple, use the Cosh to attack the assassin. Yet the masked man didn't seem to be worried. He didn't move to block or move. The man had just moved to attack. Keri heard the tearing of clothes, followed by a clang making the weapon bouncing back, which was when she had rolled. The knives had scratched her enough to leave a shallow red furrows on her shoulder in her escape.\n\nAt the end of the roll was when the Cosh reappeared. The girl was about to react just before the bugger grasped her boot with its mouth. This made Keri unable to move away as he jerked his head. She was propelled into a tree a few feet away. Nothing seemed break as the girl slammed horizontally into the tree. She tried scrambled to her feet only to let out a pained cry. There was something wrong. The pain of movement was lingering stabs as she moved unlike the experience with the broken bones.\n\nKeri gritted her teeth as she forced herself up. If anyone was paying attention they could clearly see tears forming in her eyes. The girl leaned onto the tree for support as she cursed. She noticed it was the bigger one from before. The vampire held a breath, hopping to help muffled the scream, as she ran towards the Cosh's left side. The slash was towards the head as Keri positioned herself sideways for an easier block afterwards. If the Cosh didn't attack or block the girl during the attack then there would be another wound to piss it off.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Leith Calder Lyn's Hunt\n\nLeith's stomach churned at the sound the Naga's head made when his sword punched through it. It was not a pleasant sound in the least, but it succeeded in killing the Naga. As he shrunk his sword back to the trinket, he heard two more thumps. Then an arrow went whizzing by his face. He hardly noticed the arrow nearly hit him. He was in a stupor. A lot had happened and he was trying to process it all. After a few moments, he felt the tail of the Naga being loosened. He was then helped to the ground. The person talked to him, but Leith didn't hear what they said. He sat there as the person left.\n\nLeith sat there unmoving until he heard footsteps. He looked up and saw another student making her way towards Summer. He stared at Summer for a few moments before it clicked. Leith gasped loudly as his thoughts came back to him. He looked around and noticed that he was sitting on the ground. It smelled of blood and waste and again his stomach churned and threatened to show him his last meal. He moved to try and get away from the dead Naga, but a flare of pain in his leg made him stop. Leith tore his tattered left pant leg off and examined his leg. There was nothing sticking out of his leg but it was definitely broken. The bruising let him know that.\n\nHe looked back at Summer and saw the other student checking if the girl was alive, and the small sigh of relief and the lack of horror, told Leith that Summer was still alive. As the other student made her way towards him, Leith smiled weakly. \"Hey. Could you help me-\" A chill went up Leith's spine as he remembered that the Herbamancer had only retreated a short distance when the Naga attacked. Leith looked towards the man who had fallen back and watched the fight with Naga. Leith frowned. Is there anything that can be done that could give me an advantage against the Herbamancer? Leith asked the ring mentally before looking at the girl that he was talking to. \"Keep an eye on the man over there. It would be safe to assume that he is a highly skilled Herbamancer.\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "His hand slick with blood and the stench of it clustered Sinys's nose thickly. A portion of his world went dark where no rich scents perturbed him deeply. Such things had happened before, but not with this much blood. Not yet at least, his stomach churned inside of him violently threatening to make him hurl. Steeling himself against giving an oppertunity, all the while the thought pestered him that he had finally killed a living thinking thing. \n\nThis passed after a moment and then he assessed the situation through the area he understood. In the time passing a girl had been thrown, and from the sound of it she smacked the three pretty hard. He counted her out for the time being and focus on the other that he figured he could help. A sounding thump made Sinys assume that she had been thrown on her back or pushed down. His mind put regrouping as a priority and bound to Helena that he had not met yet. \n\nUpon getting there his right foot had slid to the same distance of her head vertically, though the two were not very close. The angle of the Cosh's tail was the first indicator of direction since Sinys became familiar with the basic appearance of the cosh. As his left hand grew close enough he yanked on the said tail before his foot was fully extended to slow himself down. The resulting force should give a large amount of shock to the beast. Hopefully even giving him the strength to throw it away in a slinging motion. \n\nHowever if nothing really happened the head of the mammal and rest of its body was within his field and every bit of his focus would be placed on the image he was receiving. Not for defending but countering, he would take the arrow that he still carried and shoved it into the neck of the beast.", "username": "EthTenshi", "char_name": "Sinys Erweinoc Luf'firio" } ]

[ { "text": "Knight's Brother\n\nAs the grass began to grow brittle and be easily snapped, the man tilted his head. \"Ah, a clever mage. You don't find those often. Most of your kind trample through the world, smashing and tearing as they go, thinking themselves immortal. I'm impressed. Well played young man, well played.\" He stood holding out his hands in a manner that made him seem like he was praising the sky. The trees around him began to shake and groan. \"However. The Forest demands your death. And I will give it to them.\" \n\nThree trees ripped themselves free and began to move towards Leith, E'nasha, and Summer. The man remained stuck in his position, praising the sky.\n\nKnight\n\n\"Bah! Cowardly woman!\" The Knight spat as he blocked another scythe of water on his shield, then immediately dodged another. He hadn't always been so successful. Slight trails of blood were coming from his joints where she had struck home, and the rest of his armor was scuffed and cut from repeated successful hits. \"Enough of this! You will fight me like a warrior or I will find another opponent!\" He snarled, turning to E'nasha and Leith, his back fully turned to Meirein as he began to rush towards them. \n\nLeith's Ring\n\nPrepare yourself. His brother is very angry and on his way at a fast past. His shield has considerable range.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nAs the group was exiting the catacombs, Ssarak had certainly not expected to see Annabeth approaching. In speaking with Meirin before, he knew who was joining in Lyn's hunt, and from his memory, Annabeth was meant to be among them. However, when his mind received the message from her, he grabbed on to the hilt of his blade reflexively.\n\n\"What?\" Ssarak said audibly, and for apparently no reason to those watching the exchange. He was glad to hear Lyn was safe, but his thoughts immediately went to Meirin. Annabeth had given no information on the state of the others, and he knew that Meirin was more than capable of defending herself, but the fear for her safety still lingered in his mind. The only thing which gave him a moment of pause was the sight of Tyrael nearby. Given the Demonomancer's recent outburst, Ssarak would not trust him to help, and if he knew that Mar was in danger, then he could very well disobey Khan to try. As such, Ssarak felt it best not to inform him.\n\nPreparing another telepathic message, Ssarak directed it towards Khan, Grey, Aramir, and Darius. \"Something has gone wrong on Lyn's hunt. Lyn is safe, but everyone else is in danger. I will give you my full report when I am able, Khan, but I must help them now!\"\n\nThere was not a moment more of hesitation from Ssarak as he took off running after Annabeth. Fortunately, his conversations with Meirin about their respective missions meant that he knew roughly where the hunt was taking place. Ideally, he would have liked to have taken something to regenerate his blood before stepping into danger once more, but there was no time for that. Mentally, he attempted to take stock of his magic usage so far. He had, of course, been reading minds and sending mental messages fairly consistently, but for a psychomancer of his level, reading unwarded minds was a trivial exertion. Otherwise, he could recall creating three or so doppelgangers, and performing some illusions against the ridge hounds. He had exerted himself to a far greater degree during endurance training in the past, so he was not worried about blood sickness for the moment, especially considering how conservative he tended to be with his magic. \n\nAs soon as Ssarak made it to the courtyard, he took to the skies and, after taking a moment to orient himself, started off in the same direction as Annabeth beneath him. Being that he could fly straight to the hunting grounds, he expected to be the first from the college that would be able to reinforce the group on the hunt. Though, his priorities were not entirely selfless. He would help anyone he could find, but his first priority was finding Meirin and making sure she was safe. He flew low, and kept his mind searching for any thoughts that might lead him to her.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Deven Zoria and Jenna Fellrein: Lyn's Hunt\n\nDeven Zoria\n\nIt happened fast, as Deven closed in on the beast, it dropped low and lunged for him. He only had a few second to react, he did as much as he could to brace for the coming impact. As the beast collided with him he grunted and was forced to take a step back to cope, a moment later and the beast's paws warped around his legs and he was fighting to stay standing. If he hadn't braced he would have certainly been taken clean off his feet by the force of the impact, a thought he tried to keep out of his mind as he struggled to remain standing. \n\nThe muscles in his legs strained against the beast's effort, he could only keep up this resistance for so long, eventually the beast would be able to topple him if he didn't act. It's head was ducked into his side which protected it's vitals and kept only really it's muscular back as a target for his blows and given it's proximity he didn't have enough space for a full swing to do any real damage. \n\nSo instead he shifted his grip on his sword and angled the tip of the blade towards the beast's back and prepared to drive the blade down into it.\n\nJenna Fellrein\n\nHe arrow narrowly missed it's mark, skimming along the beast's back instead. As she grabbed another arrow she watched as the beast lunged toward Deven, thankfully he had braced for the attack and was able to remain standing. Now that the beast was grappling with Deven he was once more blocking her vision of it. She couldn't help but wonder if the beast was doing this on purpose, it couldn't be that smart could it?\n\nPushing the thought out of her head Jenna quickly shifted positions she needed to get a better angle on this thing. She quickly moved between the trees always keeping the fighting in the edge of her vision as she maneuvered. Eventual she settled into a new position next to a tree towards the rear of the beast, this put her in closer proximity to the girl they came to help. She couldn't help but notice something seemed odd about her, something about her complexion struck her as different, and wait did she just hiss? Jenna tried her best to ignore it, she had much more important things to focus on, there was the beast that was currently trying to kill everyone. \n\nShe nocked her new arrow and drew back, this time she aimed for the beast's thigh muscles, with the hope of inhibiting it's movements, if she could slow it then it would become much easier to land a finishing blow.", "username": "Leon5431", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose \n\n---\n\nSsarak's blow landed full-force against the knight's shield. It protected his head and other vital areas from the impact, though the shield did not stop the force from throwing him back, or apparently, hurting his arm. The fight would not end immediately, as Ssarak had wanted, but it might at least go in their favor. Ssarak could see that the knight showed some signs of being weakened. The way he stood, the dents in his armor, it was all evidence that Meirin had been wearing him down, and now, he was outnumbered. Ssarak too was fatigued from the exertion of fighting the ridge hounds in the catacombs, but a mere glance at Meirin gave him all the motivation he needed to keep pressing on. \n\nAs the knight was standing to his feet, Ssarak landed a moderate distance away from him, placing the knight between himself and Meirin. With a few more mental commands, Ssarak's blade continued shifting its form. The blade lost its edge entirely and was circularizing into the form of a shaft, while the hilt was growing to form the head of a mace. \n\nThrough the knight's rant, Ssarak growled at him. These \"foul creations of Aarem\", to Ssarak's knowledge, could only reasonably refer to one thing: vampires. Unless he was terrible at identifying vampires, that did not explain why he was fighting Meirin, but it did at least explain his zeal. \"Vampires? You seek to slaughter the victims of Aarem? Whether righteous or misguided, your intent is of no matter. All I see of you is that you are attacking the innocent, and I will personally see that you receive justice for your crime. You hold no advantage over me, so leave now…\" Ssarak began, drawing his shield from his back and pointing his now fully-formed mace at the knight. \"You shall not have another chance.\"\n\nWhile he was attempting to hold the knight's attention, Ssarak was allowing Meirin to get into position. He was better equipped to fight the armored knight head-on, so when and if the fight resumed, he would charge straight in. Meirin, being much more agile than himself, would hopefully be able to capitalize on any opportunities he could create to either land the fatal blow herself, or disable the knight long enough to allow Ssarak to do the same. In either case, he and Meirin had trained together for fights such as these on many occasions, and now, they would have a chance to see if they could apply that training in a real fight.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nLyn's Hunt \n\nThe look that she shot at Sinys could almost literally burn. Pity he couldn't see it. Did he really think that was the wisest course of action? Obviously he had figured out what he Mageblood type was, and yet, this was how he wanted to go. He must not fully understand the impact of his words. \"Hone my anger?\" She asked with a huffing laugh, her tone not actually amused though. \"Because you think I've not tried that before? If I could control this easily, I honestly wouldn't be here.\"\n\nThe girl looked at him incredulously when he asked if she could light his arrow on fire. Well, yes, she could do that. But right now she might just manage to light him on fire too along with all the arrows in his quiver. She probably wouldn't, but she didn't want to chance it either. \"No,\" she said, blowing air out of her nose so she didn't say anything too nasty. It wasn't his fault afterall. \"Dunno if you've noticed, but we are surrounded by flammable things, and I'm too upset to have any kind of control. I will not light this place on fire.\"\n\nHelena looked around again now that she had moved to see if there were anyone else in need of help. The beast seemed well enough in hand and she thought she remembered seeing others nearby when she'd shown up. Now if only she could remember better so she could direct better without her glasses. \"I can brawl well enough without them,\" she said to his offer to teach her to fight blind. She didn't quite need all that much help in that area. But she could probably use some help in getting a better sense of the environment around her without. He was good with that, she had to admit. \n\n\"Is there...I mean, can you tell if there's anyone else around? I think I saw others nearby who could need your help.\" Because she wavy certain that she'd be of much assistance just now to anyone.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\nWhen the simmering stopped on the look of thin air laid where the creature stood. The man wouldn't let the beast go, making retreat seem impossible. Most likely the Cosh knew it was struck between a rock and a hard place. This caused the Alpha to tear and scatter both grass and dirt. Clearly the monster wasn't going down without a fight at least from the frustrated snarling and the deepening paw prints in the dirt. Deeper went the print on the left side forcing a snapping sound in Keri's ears during the guy's rush.\n\nThe vampire didn't exactly hit where she was aiming at. Thank the gods her aim had hit the invisible Cosh instead of the man. Flesh tearing and smell of blood said the girl had hit though it went more towards one side than the other. The Alpha seemed to have reappeared, though she couldn't truly confirm it, either way she smelled blood and could tell the attack must have left another thin red line on the side. Then a thump towards the ground.\n\nKeri never truly stopped at least completely mainly because if she did there was a chance she would lose the blood trail. The princess was still in trouble yet he seemed farther than when the girl left him. The familiar scent was becoming faint which was rather concerning factor. The vampire cursed at herself before completely skidding to an almost violent stopped.\" Calm down. So far as we know the bear is with our damsel. It sounded as if the frame was damaged which seemed to force it to not be able to move very well. The masked man is also with them. Come on think.\" Keri thought to herself as while she looked around.\n\nThere was a near by tree which would help give her momentum and add speed. Also something to help spot the two allies and the freaky fast white masked person. Unless in theory jumping high enough for a better view. Maybe halfway up the tree which most likely prove difficult with the bruising. The vampire knew she had to at least try. The girl dashed halfway back then turned and dashed forward. The landing wasn't even close to the halfway mark but enough to see where bear's leg was none the less. She pushed her leg off the tree landing on the ground in a crouch. Keri took off towards the battleground, gripping the sword tightly and inhaling the scent of blood, while trying to think of how to get the guy's attention. Once there the girl sliced at enemy's leg with the sword once again, ducking into a roll afterwards.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Knight\n\n\"Yes, whore, forced! You refused to fight me, running away until you have someone more honorable to fight for you. You are a coward. A weak woman who can't stand up to her opponents, and hides behind real warriors. He,\" the knight pointed his shield at Ssarak, barely tracking Mei's movements with his eyes, \"will fight me with honor. He will not run. He is not a coward who speaks like she has courage when all she has are words!\" The knight ignored Ssarak's words. While honorable, the Esyire was clearly misguided and thought that the 'victims of Aarem' weren't savage beasts that needed to be exterminated. \"Stay quiet and cower in your corner, coward. I have an actual opponent to fight.\"\n\nHe shifted his shield into a higher position, his wince of pain hidden behind his mask. \"The Lord of Light guides my hand, and I will cleanse Aarem's filth from this world. Vampiric death by vampiric death, until my hands are stained bloody so bloody that they are darker than the night!\" The knight threw his shield again, a whistling noise emanating from it as it tore through the air, soon followed by the knight himself. He was moving fast, too fast for a man in his armor. The blades of the shield were heading towards Ssarak's head. Whatever he did to stop it, it would be followed by a punch to the stomach from the knight himself. \n\nKnight's brother\n\nThe man frowned. \"What are you doing? Drying the earth while death approaches? Foolish.\" The trees were finally within range of the annoyances, and their branches swung down, intent upon beating his opponents to death. Limb beat by bloody limb beat.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "E'nasha Williams\n\nE'nasha smiled and sat next to Baulder after he greeted her, trying not to feel embarrassed that he'd been laughing about Ucile as she'd walked over. That was definitely her fault, but Baulder didn't stay on the topic so, she would put it aside for now. She perked up when he mentioned that he'd gotten blood sickness from the catacombs mission. From what she knew, that was the other mission going on when she was helping with Lyn's hunt, but she hadn't found out yet what happened. \n\n\"I've been good, I guess. About the same time as you were in the catacombs, I was on a mission to help with a hunt. It was supposed to be, anyway. In the middle everyone kinda got attacked by either monsters or weirdos, and it just became a fight.\" She paused to think what to say next. Besides throwing a tree at a Cosh, she'd really been useless in all that chaos. \"In the last two weeks after we got back to the college I've been focusing on studies. The only reason I'm out and about today is because my friend El'kan hid all my stuff. So, I've been looking for him, and am kinda giving up for the moment.\" \n\nShe shook her head slightly and let a hint pf worry slip into her voice. \"So, how do you feel? Was this the first time you've had blood sickness?\" While she seemed to catch it more often than most, no case she's had in a while has lasted more than a few days. If Baulder was sick for long enough to need a couple of weeks to recover, and he's never been sick like that before, he could still be in danger if he's not careful.", "username": "Vesuvius00", "char_name": "E'nasha Williams" }, { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\n\nThe young woman blinked at her words, her green eyes widening behind her glasses some, making it look almost comical. She wasn't even...she had younger siblings older than this girl. Her baby brother was older than her!\n\nShe was still looking a little dumbfounded as someone called out for Lyn, catching both of their attention. She turned her head some, looking at the approaching girls as Lyn turned to great them more enthusiastically. Helena recognized at least one of them fairly well. She was among those she'd help save. Or she supposed more accurately the hunt, as they called it, that she'd barged in on. Lyn's hunt. \n\nShaking her head a bit, she looked over the other girls. Pretty girls the both of them, just like the first of them was. She huffed a little laugh at the thought of what her boyfriend would say if he was there. \n\nWaving her hand at the one not being hugged, she stood looking the slightest bit awkward.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Baulder\n\nBaulder moved over to make room for E'nasha to sit next to him in the booth. As she sat down next to him Baulder had a realization, noone ever sat that close to him. Everyone had a habit of sitting away or across. Baulder was unable to make anything of it but it was something... different. He bent the corner at the top of his heavy book and closed it as he slid further into the booth, likely to come back to it soon. Baulder laughed slightly when he heard that her study time had been interrupted by someone taking her books. Had someone done the same to Baulder he would likely begin to wonder what their flesh tastes like. But what did Khan say? No eating people on college grounds right? Did that apply to students at all times or just while on campus? Were non-campus children safe to eat? He would need to talk to Khan later as these rules seemed not specific enough to him.\n\n\"I heard, odd things about the hunt. Mainly that they don't remember it or some such, someone said you guys killed a dragon but the man that told me was in pyromancy and I don't like those people much. Too... much heat, evil evil stuff that is.\" Baulder scratched the hand scar on his face before he answered. \"Yeah I'm fine now....I.. think, I couldn't summon John for a few days or anything it was strange. Having all this taken away from me after I just started to unders......\" Baulder sorta trailed off with his thought for a moment trying to answer her other question. \"I don't think I've ever done that before no, we just had to keep going. The old guy in the infirmary is nice, I like him. I met him when I first came here too, still old still nice. How uh... have you been feeling?\" Baulder didn't know if the question made sense. That was one of the things he had begun to pick up from people at the college, reciprocation of questions. Baulder licked his lips and then pursed them for a second before speaking again. \"Killing that dragon must have been hard.\" Baulder said with sort of a laugh and a grin on the end. That's what other people think is funny right?", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak felt both a great weight lift off of his shoulders, and a feeling of intense passion come over him, when Meirin returned his kiss just as enthusiastically as he had given it. He had not known exactly when this moment would come, when the opportunity would afford itself, but he had put considerable thought into it for at least a few weeks. The fear he had felt when he knew Meirin could be in danger during Lyn's hunt had revealed to him the extent to which he cared for her. He had known that he wanted to express that to her, but he had wanted to make sure that he did so properly, even going as far as taking the time to learn how Humans actually kissed, and what it meant for them. Now, after all of his worrying, he knew she felt the same way. \n\nEven being as close as she was to him, Meirin's whisper was difficult to hear over the roar of the wind, but the context was enough to inform him of her words. Though, he did not have time to respond before it was time for him to once again take control of their descent. As the College was growing closer beneath them, Ssarak extended out his wings to catch the air, then pulled up and to the right sharply. They flew at impressive speeds around the College's tallest tower, far enough for Ssarak to remain safe, but close enough to make the speed of his sharp turn seem all the more thrilling. He made a tight circle around the tower, then turned to fly in another circle above the College's courtyard just to slow them down to a reasonable enough speed to land. Finally, he flew them over to the roof of one of the buildings overlooking the courtyard and pulled up at the last moment to allow himself to land on his feet. \n\nSsarak slowly lowered Meirin onto her own feet, but kept his arms around her, partially to keep her steady in case his acrobatics had disoriented her, and and partially because he wanted to continue holding her in his embrace. \"And I love you, Meirin. More than I could have imagined.\" He said, reaching up one of his hands and running it through her hair.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Alaira Taenn & Grey Onyx\n\nFwoosh. Fwoosh.\n...\nHiss.\nFwoosh. Fwoosh.\n...\nHiss. \n\n\"You're going too fast, you need to slow down.\" Came the gruff voice of the guardsman, frowning at the woman as she worked the bellows. \"I've been doing this for fuckin' decades, I know how to do it...\" the woman replied, wiping the sweat from her brow as she slid the blade into the forge again, stepping at the bellows exactly twice and waiting, and then removing it and cooling it with water. She was tempering the blade, heating and cooling it repeatedly to give the weapon the flexibility it needed to be durable. the final step in the process.\n\nGrey held his hands up, shaking his head as he went back to polishing the set of armor he'd been working on. The upper half was beautifully designed, lightly engraved and adorned and polished to a shine, brass plating decorated the trim. The greaves were comparatively simple, leather boots making up the feet as opposed to the sabatons he normally made, owing to the fact that the lower segment had been rushed. Still, it was as sturdy as the rest. He frowned, sighing as he rolled his eyes.\n\nAlaira looked over her shoulder as she finished cooling the blade a fifth time, clicking her tongue. \"you can stop worrying about the legs. She's gonna like it or hate it regardless.\" She said, shaking her head as she went back to work. Grey looked up, and then simply sighed again. \"I know, but... it just doesn't feel right.\" He said, shaking his head some again as he got back to polishing it. He felt that it made him look... lazy or something, part of it was simply worry for his reputation. How could he have ever expected that what had happened with Mar had... well, happened?\n\n\"So... remind me again why you're doing this? I didn't think you were close to them.\" Alaira chimed in, stepping at the bellows. Grey looked up for a moment, humming. \"Remember way back when Athalus lost his hand?\" He said, stroking his chin. \"Yeah?\" \"Well, at the time I had felt like it was my fault, that I hadn't done enough to protect him or Mar. I got over that little bit of despair, but at the time I felt like I needed to make it up to them, somehow. I tried to think of something I could do for them, and I realized that all I could do was make something.\" He said, Alaira nodding along. \"So I noticed-\" \"right, right. You noticed that Mar didn't wear any armor and that Athalus couldn't really do it so you started working on something for her.\" Grey nodded, tapping at the armor and smiling at the sound. \"Exactly. I figured that she'd get hurt a lot less if she stopped going into fights with just a tunic on.\" He said, looking over to Alaira to find that she'd been polishing her blade now, as well as slotting the blade itself into the guard and the grip. \n\n\"And yours?\" He asked. She smiled, wiping at the blade some with a soft cloth before she took out her engraving tools and got to work. \"It's for Lyn. She's a big girl now, she can't just use that stick forever.\" She said cheerfully, referring to a wooden practice sword. She had made her a 'Hand-and-a-Half' sword, better known as a Bastard sword. It was a weapon sized so that it could be comfortably wielded one-handed or two-handed, as needed. Lyn was stronger than most so Alaira felt that a lighter weapon was wasted on her, but she was no brute so a big old greatsword wouldn't be able to take advantage of the girl's quickness very well. So she found that a middle ground was necessary. Even if she didn't use it, she'd made sure that the sword was pretty enough to be put on display, at least. She blew at the blade once she was done, polishing the segment now that the girl's name had been engraved into it, along with a few words. Grey stepped over, arching his brow. \"Per aspera ad astra?\" He asked. \"Through hardship, to the Stars.\" She said, gingerly sliding the weapon into its sheath. \n\nShe said nothing more as she cooled the forge, watching Grey load up a small cart. \"Ready then?\" She asked, the man giving her a thumbs up and a nod as he placed a boot on the cart. \"Ready as I'll ever be.\" He said, grumbling some to himself. {I hope those measurements Athalus got me were right... It'd be pretty embarrassing to give a gift that doesn't even fit.} He thought to himself. They walked through the halls, agreeing to stop by their room to deliver the armor, and they'd go their separate ways after. \n\nOnce they arrived, they found Leith standing in the doorway, prompting the two to look to eachother for a moment as they drew in closer, only catching the last bits of his words. \"What's goin' on? What are we dealin' with?\" Alaira asked, crossing her arms and arching a brow to him. Her tone was curious, not accusatory. Grey simply wheeled the cart to the wall and waved to Leith. \"Hey there.\" He said quietly, leaning against the wall and simply standing by.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Khan, Courtyard\n\nKhan moved slowly over the grasses, his cane end planted in the dirt and helped to propel him across the grounds. His leg was still acting up as he came to rest, watching the last of the Naga prepare themselves for the trip. The college had allowed them to hunt and collect their own supplies, supplying only what couldn't be made through their own engineering. It was difficult to get the remaining race residents to accept aid when their pride got in the way, Khan came to realize when Ssarak's departure from the skies happened. \n\nWhen the wind whipped over his figure, batting at his ponytail, Khan flashed the two students a smile while he hobbled toward them.It was clear he was pleased that at least one pain in his tail was about to depart as he nodded at Ssarak's comment. He noted both Lyam and Amary, the Matriarch, both lifted their heads to spot the younger Esyire's arrival with another student. \"Yes, and with any luck they will manage to hash out their new lives. Rurik has agreed to take them to an area close to the Scorched Lands for now. It's currently a neutral area through I worry it might not stay that way for long and it's not an ideal situation. However we have few of those.\" \nThe Headmaster turned to eye the Naga starting to move out with a small group of students assigned to escort service and Rurik's cart leading the way. The Gate shuddered open for all to past while Khan continued. \"When we discover what's happening in Yarsomere then maybe, with some luck, we'll return the Naga back to their homeland.\" \n\nInhaling a breath, he then put a little more cheer in his tone when he asked a question. \"So, since the unsavory events with Lyn's hunt, how have you two been enjoying your R&R?\"", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Khan Avrea Jevarath" }, { "text": "The deal the Naga had received was sensible, in Ssarak's eyes. It could be difficult finding unclaimed areas of land in Tiien, but they were actually somewhat common in the region around the Scorched Lands. \"That is a reasonable plan, I imagine. I have always noticed that the other races tended to give our lands a wider berth than was necessary to avoid being poisoned by our homeland's air. Sensible, but if you know of a place that is safe for them, then they may have some protection simply from the reputation of the land itself.\"\n\nAs Khan shifted the conversation towards himself and Meirin, Ssarak picked up on the lightened mood. He gave a short, subtle nod to Khan, and even started to grin. \"I personally have been taking the time to relax whenever I can. Though, my studies are rather demanding. Today, we were fortunate enough that both of our schedules permitted us to have some time together. Satori had another obligation which forced her to reschedule our private lessons. It is rare for her not to keep an appointment, at least in my experience, but I suppose she had her reasons. I certainly shall not complain about an...albeit short reprieve. Now, you have inspired some curiosity within me, Khan. When was the last time a certain Headmaster had any significant time to himself.\" Ssarak asked. \n\nSsarak was by no means against lighthearted conversation, but he doubted that the Naga would have the desire to join in. He did hope to speak to both Lyam and the Martriarch before they departed.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\n\nHelena had momentarily zoned out when Annabeth spoke to her and brought her back into focus. It took her brain another second to figure out what she was talking about. People more often asked about the ring through her nose and not her glasses, and when they did, they wanted to see just how bad her eyesight was. It was amusing to them to take them and put them on and see how blurry or big things became for them. It wasn't so funny to her after awhile. Like people pointing out her freckles and bright hair. She knew she had them. It didn't change daily. \n\n\"Glasses,\" she laughed, pushing them back up her nose some. \"They help me see. Kinda almost blind without them. Have you never seen someone with glasses before?\" That was a little strange. She knew not everyone who might need them would have them, like her father who could really use some, but still there had to have been someone else with them. Especially in a place where people read books often.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Lyn, Orchard \n\n \"I'll have to try harder next time. I love seeing you out and in the twilight. Especially when you're having fun with friends.\" Lyn stated with smile, the gesture warming the edges of her face deeply. Her eyes twinkled with happiness at seeing her uncle interact with people beside her mother and herself. He deserved it as much as her mother did. Even if she didn't seem to agree and spent most her time mopping in the den. Lyn's thoughts drifted to her father and hoped he was at least managing to get mother out of bed.\n\nLetting the thoughts slip through her attention, Lyn's head tilted back in surprised and blinked. She was unsure how to answer his question. She narrowed her eyes and tilted her head before uttering the first thing that came to mind. \"What made you think I was causing trouble? I thought I was usually well behaved...most of the time. \" \n\nHer smile curled into a wicked teasing one while her arms curled upon her hips, pretending to be insulted. Her uncle would naturally know she wasn't seriously upset or hurt thanks to the expression she wore. \n\nKhan, Courtyard\n\n \"It's called a demon. Some call it possession as demonomancers are at highest risk of it due to their blood magic. It could even happen to me if I'm not visual and keep my demons under control. It is more rare for masters to fall to such tricks by their demons and usually only because they allow issues to build, giving the demons a foothold into the mind for manipulation.\" Khan answered while he eyed Rurik's cart coming into view, his horses snorting with the weight. It seemed he had made quite a profit this round around and purchased numerous bone artwork from the few remaining Naga.\n\nNoting that Ssarak was growing uncomfortable with the conversation topic, he allowed it shift toward another of the student's' choice. He noted the look exchanged between Meirin and himself, wondering if she felt the same fear of him. Tyrael and him were not as different as most people thought. They both kept secrets to protect others, both demonomancers, and held leashes to some powerful creatures that should never have walked the earth. The most obvious difference was how they handled their own issues resulting in how people viewed and connected to them, sealing their roles with in this world. His thoughts he kept to himself however, not wanting to upset either of them over a debate turned sour. \n\nAmary nodded. \"Yes, it was and is. I'm disappointed in the half demon's actions and it has created...stress between us. As for recovery, the Naga have survived nearly being wiped out before when the world was new and creatures like yourself were rising into existence. Just like then, we'll move on and stride to overcome the challenges. It merely takes time. If you, or the others, are ever within our lands than know you'll have rights to wander freely.\"", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\n\"Indeed.\" Ssarak responded to Amary. As concerning as it was, he did not wish to dwell on the matter of Tyrael. There was more he wished to talk about with the Naga, like Mar and Lyn, but he knew it was a sensitive topic that he would only really want to discuss with Amary or Lyam. There was the option of a telepathic conversation, but he did not like to read the thoughts of others without permission, unless they were in immediate danger. \n\nFor the moment, Ssarak simply continued, deciding to discuss the future rather than the past. \"Adaptability is a defining trait of any intelligent being, and your kind does have a great deal of experience in matters of survival. Do you know in which area exactly you will be settling? If you are in neutral territory, it is not terribly likely that you will be disturbed by anyone, from either side of the border. But, I suppose it is possible that your presence could be investigated by the Esyire. Fortunately, we do not have a history of violent encounters with outsiders. Since our lands are quite hostile to other races, they have never had much of an interest in them. If you are discovered by any of the clans, it is doubtful they will assume you to be hostile, unless given a good reason. If I know which region you are settling in, I may be able to tell you which clan you are most likely to encounter, explain their customs, and how to best interact with them peacefully.\"\n\nSsarak did not expect the Naga to experience much opposition in their new home, given its location, but he wanted to give as much advice as he could regardless. He had risked a great deal to help them, so he was naturally interested in assuring that they would survive. Having favorable relations with at least one of their neighboring groups could be a great help in that regard.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Colette Filiatraut\n\nColette smiled as she finally got her girlfriend to wake up and out of bed. She waited patiently by the door that lead to the stairs to get out of the their tower dorm. She heard her ask if she was ready and nodded. [color=lavender]\"Yes I am. Are you going to eat something or are you going to skip another meal\"She asked as she opened the door and began the descent down the stone stairwell, her heels clicking with each step she took.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Keri Wolf\n\nKeri opened her mouth to deny Colette's comment before shaking her head. She never spoke a single word about skipping meals but then again the woman was much younger compared to most of the vampires here. The young woman standing in front of her had 231 years as an advantage dispute the 16 to 18 year old look. If one would have added Lucilia into the mix then they both would have lost in an instant, not like she would actually tell you her real age. The younger vampire's head turn toward the window just in time to see another flake stick for a few seconds before melting away into the air leaking a small water mark where it had once been. The room wasn't completely fill yet it wasn't completely empty as she stared out into toward the college grounds. If one was beside her they would see that something wasn't quite right, as if something was bothering the girl or she was looking at a memory playing inside the room, but then again they would had to been rather closed.\n\nShe saw Lyn playing in the crimson snow which laid underneath her feet, with a mischievous grin upon her face, along with half dead eyes looking directly at someone. Mar was at a distance slowly crawling and pleading for something to stop. To leave her child alone. Inside Keri's mind her eyes flickered toward a figure dressed inside Althalus' armor with a weapon held high, only to fall as smoothing slashed through his armor. Slowly the students were placed in specific areas where they were killed. Some of the teachers were wounded and beaten causing rumbles of cheering and chanting on one side of the area. In the other a familiar chuckled fluttered through the air as if it was just a normal everyday thing. The vampire could feel herself moving forward inside her dream like state as a crimson hand slowly fluttered in her line of sight. Her claws bared the sign of use and the scent of freshly spilled blood filtered through the winter air. The young woman could feel as her throat began to dry as she stalked toward the two last victims. Khan seemed to be keeping Colette behind him as she screamed a name out, as if to snap them out of the trance, only to be overpowered by a familiar laugher. One word passed the person's lips. A single word that ended both of their lives.\n\nA loud clicking sound caused the young woman nearly jump out of her skin. She looked around in search of any evidence of what occurred was real just to be proven wrong. A another nightmare which haunted the vampire's morning. She noted that this one was more vivid than the ones in the past was. For some reason after Uicle had caught her the nightmares seemed to had begun hunting her in the day as her sleeplessness nights had ceased. Keri sighed as she allowed herself to focused on clearing her head, which for some reason caused her to think of the promises that were made, and how the owners didn't even have a clue of what was happening. \" In order to protect everyone from the result of my dream I must not tell. This is the best way to protect everyone. If I'm unable to keep the distance that is needed from these people than I shall bear these nightmares on my own. Only then will I be able to keep the students and teacher away from the same monster that I had met so long.\" the young woman repeated this inside her head before turning around to follow Colette. The older vampire seemed to have stopped to allow the young one to catch up which made the younger vampire a tiny bit better. \" So, where are we going first? To the missions board are or for something to eat?\" the young woman asked as if she kept up the whole time.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak hummed at Meirin. \"Well, I really do not wish to risk Lucilia filling the mission before we have a chance to speak to her, but…\" He began, giving a quick glance around them. There was no one around to pay attention to them, so he gave her another, brief kiss. \"I have such a difficult time saying no to you. We can get some breakfast, see if we can find anyone we can trust to join us. There are some of our friends who I believe would be well-suited to diplomacy. Others…would be objectively terrible. Hopefully this time, Lucilia actually has the presence of mind to consider the personalities of the students she allows on the mission, especially considering how delicate it could be.\"\n\nOnce the pair made their way to the dining hall, Ssarak looked around for anyone they knew. There were indeed a few friends around, though Ssarak elected to at least get his breakfast first. As usual, his meal reflected his meat-heavy diet. He had a sizable cut of pork, with a side of mutton and an egg from an animal he had never actually heard of before, and a cup of herbal tea, since he was in the mood for something more interesting than water. He took his seat beside Meirin, though he refrained from any physical shows of affection that were too obvious, regardless of how tempting it might have been. He knew Mei was uncomfortable with public displays of affection, and he could understand her reasoning. It was only exceptional moments in which he would consider anything more than a quick hug, or a wing around her shoulder. \n\n\"So, who do believe may be a good fit for this mission?\" Ssarak questioned.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\n\nShe looked at Annabeth a little confused for a moment before she remembered what her magic was. And even then she was a little uncertain what it was she was exactly going to do to help with her hangover. But she was willing to let her try anything right now if it would improve her day any. Even if it just took off the edge while her body handled the rest. \n\nBut when the relief did come she let out a soft little moan of pleasure. \"You my dear girl are a beautiful, beautiful angel. I could kiss you right now.\" And she didn't sound like that was a joke either. Or at least she didn't sound like it was totally a joke. \n\nShe was distracted for a moment by the arrival of song, she watched him go past, eyebrow quirked before shaking her head and turning back to find that not only had Baulder just stopped eating all of a sudden, but E'nasha had also returned with a friend. These people were all so weird. Really. She thought where she had grown up was weird, being a port city opened things up to the strange, but here, maybe because she was actually talking with them and she noticed it more was just different. \n\nShe finished up her breakfast after waving hello to the new commer. \"Well I hate to eat and run,\" she sighed, standing up, \"But I have a mission to be packing for that I neglected finishing up last night.\"", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Keri Wolf\n\nThe young woman watched as the other two interacted with each other. Her eyebrow raised when Lucilia mentioned something about there being missions already up. Her head shook as she tried to hide a yawn. Thankfully Colette had this covered so it would be logical to assume that they were both up rather late, which was kind of true. \" What missions? I mean as far as I'm aware there are not any up.\" the girl commented before continuing. \" Would you like to join us Lucilia? I mean I know Colette would like the company after breakfast since I need to see Khan.\" she commented while giving Colette a cheeky smile.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Lyn, Messhall\n\nLyn overlooked the fact she could feel the heavy tension between Tyrael and her friends. Though the desire to make things better and ease the hurt feelings was gnawing to her slowly in their presence causing her slight discomfort, her figure looking at Ssarak when he spoke. She knew what happened within the catacombs. Or at least what bit she could get from Colette. The bad part, she had put it away in her mind to deal with later due to her mother's condition and everything that happened during the hunt. Gradually it had slipped her mind over time causing her to forget until recently and any attempts to get information from Meirin, who seemed to hold the biggest grudge, were becoming rather difficult. \n\nShe smiled, letting the thought fade away for the moment, then replied. \"Maybe but I won't know unless I tried. At least then I won't be eating for a good month or two, that's a perk!\" \n\nThe woman reached for an unclaimed plate and set it in front of her. She then leaned forward and snatched a slice of ham (bit disappointed it was cooked), several grapes, some boiled eggs and other breakfast items to fully fill up her plate. She plopped back downward on her rear to dig in when she decided to ask the question on her mind. \"Big question, do any of you know who we need to contact before heading into Djarkel? I don't know much about it to be honest save that I'm hoping to meet someone there. I don't think he'll even know who I am since I've changed quite a bit from the caravan mission…\"", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nNox Mission \n\nHelena looked over at Darell as he looked at her, confused by what it was that he was trying to figure out with her. There was something about him that just bugged at her. She'd met a few less than pleasant people in her time, and they kinda gave her the same sort vibe. But without more context it was hard for her to really judge him. Either way, she wasn't going to trust him until she knew more about him. \n\n\"Didn't say we wouldn't...\" she started before he rushed off. Looking to Athalus, rolling her eyes a little bit. She didn't want to run away like he did, she just didn't want to run in either. That was dumb, and he'd just yelled at her about that. She turned to Annabeth and shook her head slightly, \"you're not going alone,\" she said with a little sigh. \"Come on, let's go make sure out new 'friend' doesn't get himself killed.\" She started forward, but she didn't do anything like running.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Keri Wolf\nLocation: Hysteria (Djarkel)\n\nThe rune slowly provided the much needed relief for the vampire though the familiar feeling of her short temper slowly seemed to ignite the sleeping embers inside her soul. In a way the young woman should have expected a move like this and yet for someone to use such a place for a cheap shot had caught her completely off guard. \n\nThe girl bit her tongue in order to keep from doing something very stupid. What was the point in going to this place? Why had she come to this specific mission without really pondering over the other missions? In a way Keri knew the real answer to her questions granted that the last reasoning wasn't totally truthful. Yes she had come here to help the college and to protect the others from harm to the best of her ability but there was another answer that seemed to stick out from her mind. Much more than the other answers.\n\nThe ringing of a bell caused the woman's eyes to flicker upwards towards a large staircase. The girl listened quietly as the person spoke, finally successful in pushing the feeling off to the side to take out upon her teacher during their training session later on. When the host mentioned a fact everyone knew the vampire couldn't help but scoff.\n\n\" Vampires may have immortality but at the cost of drinking the blood of mortals. For those who you've come to trust this can be dangerous. We take lives from others just to continue living our empty lives. Aarem is just someone who loves causing pain towards others without a second thought towards the outcome. He has us playing pawns in a small sick twisted world and personally I'm not one for playing such moronic games. I'm only here for two reasons Colette and the one who turned me. So the God can take his blessings for me and shove them up his ass for all I care because I don't need them.\" she mentally commented. This wasn't the first time the young woman had thought this and nor would it be the last.\n\nWhen the speech was over the students had gathered to congratulate the Barron though Keri stayed a little bit farther behind the small group. This was so the others could speak towards the man instead of her. That and this provided time for the girl to calm down. When Lyn spoke the woman couldn't help but feel a smile form on her lips. \"Yes I'm alright Lyn. Though since I do believe Ssarak has this handled I vote we just stay quiet. At least for now.\"", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" } ]

[ { "text": "E'nasha Williams ~ Yarosmere\n\n---\n\n\n\nE'nasha sighed silently before shaking her head. This was going to turn out okay, right? Obviously it was well-thought out and, well there wasn't much else they could do. She went along quietly as they got the 'cosmetics' out of the way before the group was portal-ed to the desert sands in front of the Castle.\n\nThey landed in a pile, and E'nasha was pretty much trapped by the others around her until they all started getting up. The pressure of the other's bodies on top of her own made her aches just that much worse. The beating she received for authenticity sake seemed to also have been a release for the Sand Cobras' anger as much as a ruse to her now. She got up as soon as she could, apologizing to those around her as she crawled out of the pile. \n\n\nAs she stood, she heard Baulder speaking, probably to himself, but answered his question anyway. She walked beside him towards the castle gate as she spoke. \"Some live here because they have no choice, others stay because this is where their family is. It's not that bad once you get used to the heat, most of the hard things about living in a desert are made easier over time.\" She used to live here, she would know... but this place wasn't the same as it was in her childhood. Too much had changed with the rise of the new king... she wasn't sure she wanted to come back anymore.\n\nThe gate opened as they approached, and the group was rushed by the other half of the college students as they were taken inside the castle. El'kan hugged E'nasha as soon as he saw her, and even though he asked a million questions she stayed quiet for now, only hugging him back. Aramir waved off the guards as they tried to take the new arrivals to the infirmary, and E'nasha thanked her quietly as they were all then led to a courtyard and patched up a little by the other students. \n\n\nE'nasha flinched as Yolin's voice rang out over the courtyard. The man was dangerous, she knew that much from what the others had said happened after she was pulled through the shadow portal at lunch, and she'd really been hoping to stay as far away from him as possible now they were back. Luckily, he clapped his hands and continued way too cheerily for someone who'd just promised to kill an entire group of people. Dinner was ready, and it's time to meet the king. \n\nE'nasha sat between El'kan and Baulder at the table, and began filling her plate with the familiar foods laid out before them. She pointed out a few of her favorite things to Baulder as well, even though she knew he'd probably end up trying them all by the end of the meal. The king sat to the group's right, though in her mind he didn't look regal so much as like a rogue. He had long dark hair and a sharp nose, a square jaw and piercing blue eyes. He was a pretty man, but in her mind he was still nothing like she had imagined the king would be. While she was pondering this in her mind the king spoke to them, and Darius was quick to answer.\n\n\nBefore the king answered, she spoke up as well. \"I have a more personal question, if you'll indulge me your highness. We may have been told this before, but what is your birthname?\" As far as she knew, a person's name also told of where they were from. It'd be kinda cool if she could guess his hometown, if he had one.", "username": "Vesuvius00", "char_name": "E'nasha Williams" }, { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nNox Mission \n\nShe held in check her joy at having actually done something right this time. But only mostly. A little, smug smirk crossed her face as she prepared another small volley. She knew she shouldn't over tax herself, but if fire was what hurt them, and as far as she knew she was the only pyromancer in the group, then she had to do it. She watched the creature she'd injured as it geared up to pounce at Athalus. This time, she'd be more direct. The fire that she held in her hand she shot at its face, letting the older man use that as a distraction for getting him with his blades.\n\nShe glanced around quickly, doing a check of their classmates and somewhat friends. Where the fuck is what's his face? , she thought, a second of worry creeping in. She might not like him, or trust him really, but he seemed to be the only one who knew what was going on. And she'd like to make it out of here alive, so she was going to need him. \n\n\"Darell?\" she called before she spotted what she thought was him not to far away with one of the tentacle beasts coming at him. \"Shit,\" she murmured heading towards them quickly and as quietly as possible. She was already starting to feel the effects of using her magic, but the adrenaline of this whole thing would at least keep her upright for a while more. Just hopefully long enough to make it back to the relative safety of the surface.\n\n\"Hey ugly,\" she called to the beast, knife in hand, a tingle of flames in the other. \"Why don't you try me on for size?\"", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\n\"Do not worry, I can create a sufficient distration for all of you. Just be ready to attack quickly, and decisively.\" Ssarak telepathically responded to Keri, as well as the rest of his allies. \n\nIn the moments it took for his allies to get themselves into position, Ssarak made sure he was ready to fulfill his own role. He agreed with Keri that he was not looking to kill anyone at this point. Although, crippling injuries were not out of the question. He took his blade and turned it around, then activated the rune to shape it into the form of a hammer, distributing its mass appropriately. It would be much easier to deliver non-lethal blows with a blunt weapon. Lastly, Ssarak created a small illusion on himself to make the parts of his scales that were visible appear white, as if he was of the Lux mageblood. \n\nFinally, after giving his allies enough time to be ready, Ssarak put one hand on the hatch and sent another telepathic message to his friends. \"Okay, be ready. Three, two, one, go!\"\n\nGiving up any semblance of subtlety, Ssarak practically ripped the hatch off of its hinges as he forced it open and dropped inside, using his unfurled wings to slow his descent. He did not know exactly what he was dropping into, so he had to make several judgments quickly to improve his own safety. His first priority in the seconds he had to observe while he was descending was to pick a reasonable location to land. Given the tight spaces without much room to maneuver, the best option he saw was to land with his back to a tall stack of crates so that he could not be easily surrounded. \n\nOnce on the ground, Ssarak quickly took in as much of his surroundings as he could. It was dark, but he did have keen eyesight, and he could see that there was movement heading towards him. With his shield in hand, he took up a defensive posture behind it and prepared to protect himself, while also trying to quickly identify every threat he could. Ssarak had made himself as obvious of a target as he could in order to allow his allies the opportunity to surprise the thieves.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "**Ponders**\n\nPonders Mordent had arrived at the college one day ago, though time was difficult to tell in this grey land. That was one reason for arriving so much later than he might otherwise have. This land was fascinating to him. He'd first arrived on the edge of the Twilight lands about three months ago and was immediately struck by its strangeness. He had to know everything about it. Why it was different, how exactly it was different, how long it had been like this. He'd stood still for a week just watching when he first saw it, taking in every detail. Then he'd moved to a different location and stood still, repeating the process several times. Eventually he'd decided to roam instead of standing still, and thats when he'd come across the College. Seeing the grand structure had reminded him of why he'd come to this land in the first place, and he'd headed almost straight there. The grey twilight land was interesting, but Geomancy fascinated him much more. That, and after some thought, he'd realised the college probably had a library. He couldn't resist the pull of so much knowledge concentrated into one place.\n\nAt the gates, the guards had assumed he was a golem. Not entirely an unsurprising turn of events, and thankfully he'd already thought about what to do. He told them he was not a golem, and that he wanted to join the college. He was told to wait. Some people came to look at him while he waited, but he was content to wait and observe, his many component pieces gently revolving around his core. Eventually, people had gathered around him and the gate had been opened. No-one had specifically told him he was being considered a student, but when no-one moved to stop him he assumed they believed him.\n\nHe watched the behaviours of the various gathered beings, observing the strange creatures among them. When the call for questions came, he simply moved straight towards the college. He had no questions right now, his goal was the library. Maybe after he'd seen that he would ask questions. He moved at a solid stride towards the building and once inside the corridors, touched the first golem he saw. All he said was 'Library.' The Gargoyle sprung to life and peered at him suspiciously. \"You're a surly one aren't ya.\" It said. Ponders didn't really know what to think about the beast. Khan had said some had developed personalities, this was obviously one of them. \"Can't you speak for yourself? Dropped a rock on your tongue?\" It said, before some rasping grating noise escaped its unmoving mouth that was evidently its way of laughing.\n\nPonders simply looked at it. He was formulating a reply to the obstinate creature. It managed to just barely start speaking again before Ponders cut it off. \"Will you take me to the library?\" He said, his voice soft yet deep. The thing stared at him. He stared at it. Anyone else who arrived at that time would've seen a staring match between two statues and probably found the whole thing hilarious. Eventually, the gargoyle relented. \"Fine, fine. The library it is. You're no fun. No fun at all.\" Ponders didn't understand. He simply followed the small stone creature to the Library.", "username": "Sundered Echo", "char_name": "Auriel Lavai" }, { "text": "**ALAIRA TAENN**\n\n*Well, at least she can pull herself together quick enough.*Alaira thought, a bit surprised at the Snow Elf's recovery from her prior state of 'gibbering wreck.' Apparently the girl wasn't afraid of any harm befalling her, but she couldn't seem to explain just what had actually spooked her. Probably something to do with all the bastards laughing at her or somesuch. Those kinds of people made her sick. 'oh, let's laugh at the helpless.' In her experience, those were the guys that ran at the first sign of any real danger. And she had to give the little elf some credit, she was handling everything quite well it seemed. The girl introduced herself, and thanked her for helping her.**\"Hey, don't worry about it. Nothing right about just lettin' ya embarass yourself. And I'm Alaira.\"**The Berzerker said, playfully (and lightly) punching her in the arm.\n\nAlaira heard Khan give his 'Please don't kill anyone' speech (At least, that's how she heard it) again. Oh come on, she hadn't killed anybody! Though, he did have a point. What's the point of fighting the same guy over and over? Still, they probably wouldn't let her stay if she did end someone, and even with her predisposition for bloodshed she certainly wouldn't just murder a random stranger for sport, at least not on purpose.**\"Yeah, yeah. I got it. Healer first, then fight.\"**She said, almost dismissively as se turned to walk away. Though at least she didn't sound insubordinate. She stopped, however, as she remembered something.**\"Hey, you need someone to show you around? I know the place just about as well as those damned statues.\"**She said to the Snow-Elf. It was true, her myriad manual labor jobs had made sure of it.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Meirin was having the hardest time staying awake. Short of doing a small jig, all this waiting and talking was not only a bore, but making her sleepy. As she rubbed her eyes to stay awake, she noticed a shadow on the roof. She didn't really pay much attention at first, but than it swooped down. It was some sort of gigantic beast, growing larger and larger by the moment. \"Is... Is anyone else seeing this?!\" Merin's eyes grew wide as the creature grew so large that the tower could barely hold onto it. It was no surprise that the creature soon crushed the tower underneath it's weight, so suddenly and violently that it caused a sizable explosion. Meirin was knocked to the ground and buried underneath rubble. She blacked out as soon as she hit the ground.\n\nBy the time she opened her eyes, the dust had settled, but the scene was horrific. People dead and dying all around her. Buried underneath rocks, or tore apart and spread about like garbage. Some were trying in vain to help the injured, but dark monsters emerged form the shadows, tearing them apart before retreating back into the darkness and leaving behind the mess they made. Meirin looked for her bag and when she found it, she took out a pair of swords. She didn't know what was attacking them, but she wasn't about to go down. She heard the sound of blades clashing as she saw Khan, the Archmage, fighting off a group of the dark monsters. Meirin ran over to help, stabbing her blade into the back of one beast before proceeding to do the same to another. But it had no affect; the monster would cry in pain, but death did not come to them. Even when the draconian would hew one in half, it simply made a blood curdling cry before reattaching itself and continuing it's assault. It got to the point where even the Archmage was getting overwhelmed, and was soon swallowed up in a sea of darkness. \"Archmage!\" Meirin cut her way through the dark monsters, but when she reached the Archmage who she found was her own body, missing much of her own flesh and already in the process of rotting to death. \"What!?\" As Meirin tried to comprehend what was happening, she woke up.\n\nThe red haired girl opened her eyes when someone came to speak to her. For the longest moment she spaced out before her body trembled and she regained her composure. She had fallen asleep for just a short moment and had a surreal dream. Or was it just a nightmare? Not her worse, but it still was uncomfortable. But once she took some time to compose herself, Meirin shook off the nightmare and resumed her sunny-if-slightly-sleepy disposition. She didn't catch anything the person said aside from his name, and Meirin pretended that she listened to him the entire time. \"My name is Meirin Kurenai. But you may call me Mei. I... I guess we're students here now, huh?\" Now that she had something active to focus on, Mei's mind tried to work out something to converse about. She than asked the first thing that came to mind. \"So, what sort of magic can you do?\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Leith smiled at Mei's attempt to cover up the fact that she had been asleep when he approached her, and had been about to say something when he was distracted by a sudden movement out of the corner of his eye. He watched Lucillia's entrance with interest, and gave a small snort of amusement when she said she was a vampire. \"Show off,\" he muttered under his breath with a smile.\n\nHe looked back at Mei \"I guess we are,\" he said, answering her first question. \"I'm a hydromancer.\" He grabbed his waterskin and poured a little bit of water onto his hand, but instead of splashing off his hand and onto the ground, the water beaded up in the palm of his hand. He turned his hand over and the bead of water moved with his hand and ended up on the top of his hand. The bead lost its shape, and the water trailed off his hand.\n\n\"That's pretty much it, what can you do? Other than that amazing talent of sleeping while standing. I've gotta ask, can you do it for an hour? Because that's what I was doing out there,\" he jerked his thumb back towards the gate. \"I think I nearly missed being a part of this group.\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "text": "Aruna released Ssarak's hand and turned to ask the small gargoyle to go ahead and start off, but as soon as she turned around the stone creature let out an exasperated, \"Finally\", before starting off. She turned to speak to her companion on what she thought room arrangements might be, but as soon as she opened her mouth bats began to fly in from everywhere.\nAruna immediately recalled what she could on bats and odd behavior. What came to mind immediately was a vampire. She had fought one once, it had been a terrifying experience and she had barely gotten away alive. Aruna immediately snapped her tail like a whip and all the blades on it slid together with a quick*shink*to make a solid metal spike on the end of her tail. She also reached for her knife, but by this time she noticed thatneither the Headmaster, nor anyone else were attaching the vampire. When she introduced herself as a teacher Aruna couldn't believe it for a moment. Then she withdrew her weapons, and put her tail whip back the way it was by snapping it upward quickly.\n*So much for this being my sanctuary. It looks like I'll be in more trouble here than I was outside.*\nShe turned to Ssarak and began walking with the gargoyle.She couldn't stop her adrenaline from pumping and decided to ask her companion something.\n\"So, Ssarak, what brings you to the college?\"", "username": "Toxic Diamond", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Ssarak followed along with the gargoyle and Aruna after the surprise of the vampire's arrival subsided. Aruna's response was much more visually hostile than Ssarak's, though she too realized that the vampire was not hostile shortly afterwards. Still, even as they were walking away, Ssarak noticed that she still seemed on edge. It seemed like the Half-Esyire was particularly cautious or nervous, though perhaps his experiences as a warrior had dulled him to the prospect of danger.\n\nShortly after leaving, Aruna asked Ssarak why he was at the college; a reasonable question. It had been long enough that Ssarak was not too terribly uncomfortable with talking about his past, though he doubted the details were appropriate for a casual conversation. Regardless, he gave no hesitation before answering. \"I suspect it is for the same reason as you, to learn how to use my mageblood. I am a psychomancer, and have taught myself a small amount about by blood. As can likely see, I am a warrior by trade, hailing from clan Dyre in the Scorched Lands. I left my homeland a few years ago, and recently heard about this college and what it offers. The concept of magic intrigues me, and I am eager to learn. What of yourself? I know not if Half-Esyire show all of the same traits as full Esyire, but by the color of your scales, I am guessing you are of Lues mageblood as well?\" He asked curiously.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Aruna listened patiently and attentively as they walked. It was unsurprising to learn that he was a warrior. It was surprising, however to learn that he knew how to use even a small amount of his magical abilities. She had yet to discover anything. She assumed since she had Esyire blood, that it would automatically be magic. But she had never been sure.\n\"I am afraid I am unsure. I assume I am of Lues mageblood, as you said, given my scale color it would be probable... But I am unsure if I even have mage blood. I am here to see if I can, and if so learn as much as I can for protection against... My enemies.\"\nShe decided not to go further on that subject. He didn't need to know everything. But there were several things she wished to know from him.\n\"Um... If you don't mind me asking, how did you discover you abilities, or how to use them? Also, what are the scorchlands like? I... I'm slightly ashamed to say I've never gotten far enough in to see any kind of civilization.\"\nShe tried to hive him her best pleading look. These were things she had desperately wondered about for a while. She hoped he didn't consider it to be rude, or disrespectful.", "username": "Toxic Diamond", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\n\"Wait, I am confused.\" Ssarak responded, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. Nothing these Humans did ever seemed to make sense. Aruna was raised in their culture, and according to her, asking to be a roommate was offensive, but Leith was now telling him otherwise. Their rules seemed selective and variable, and not at all sensible. What Leith said seemed to indicate their rules varied by gender, which he also could not understand. In Ssarak's upbringing, societal differentiation between genders was nearly nonexistent, so the concept did not exist in his mind.\n\n\"So, is there, or is there not a rule among humans regarding sharing rooms? I am relatively new to this land, and I have already offended one person because of rules I do not understand. And what influence does gender have on this; that does not make sense to me. If sharing rooms is acceptable, then I have no issue with you staying, but I would*really*like to understand what is going on here. From my perspective, humans make no sense whatsoever, and have rules that apply only selectively, apparently to my detriment.\" Ssarak explained, staring attentively at the human and awaiting his response.The sooner someone set right his misconceptions about human society, the sooner he would be able to clear up any misunderstandings he had made with others, such as Aruna, so perhaps it was fortunate Leith had came along, even if it did seem as if he was only interested in getting to sleep.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "**Leith Calder**\n\nLeith looked down and ran his hands over his head as he pondered Ssarak's question. He was surprised at how difficult it was to explain something he thought of as simple. When his figured it out, he looked back at Ssarak.\n\n\"There is,\" Leith started slowly as he searched for the right words. \"An unspoken rule when it comes to roommates. It isn't a rule that is set in stone, but it usually known by everyon- Humans, at least. Men don't room with women unless they are,\" he paused, searching for the correct word. \"Together, but there*are*exceptions to this rule. Siblings can share a room. There are other exceptions, but I think that one is good enough. Back to the point, if the man and woman aren't together when they share a room, other people tend to think that they are. From the sounds of it, that girl, Aruna, right? She knew about the rule, and assumed that you were pushing for you two to be.\" Leith coughed nervously. \"Uh, together.\"\n\nLeith chuckled at Ssarak's earlier comment of humans making no sense at all, and after giving his explanation and having lived with a crazy old man in the middle of the woods, he agreed. Feeling that he had explained the situation as best as he could, he decided to start a new topic on a lighter note.\n\n\"So, what brings you to the College?\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "text": "With Aramir dismissed, Alaira left on her own. She found craploads of variety in all the food, and was a tad irritated at how long it took to find something a little less fancy. Not to mention the overall 'decadence' of the place.*Gods, we're already treating these guys like nobles. I mean with this and that 'perfect room' button thing.. When I was a little girl, you had to deal with what you got.*She thought. If anything, something about this place had this too easy, too good to be true atmosphere. But she didn't let it bother her much, since she at least knew that these lessons would be extremely difficult to compensate. Hell, she was sure some of these mages were just here for the free food and shelter. At least mostly free. it would be a little more free for herself if she didn't constantly destroy things.\n\nSatisfied with her comparatively modest meal, Alaira's next task was to find a seat. There were quite a few to choose from, and quite a lot of variety in the various new students near said seats. Most of them looked pretty tough, but by far one of the most intimidating was that huge black Eysire. And... was that the Half-lizard girl from earlier? Heh, it was! Well this ought to be good. She moved towards the seat next to her, and with a twirl she planted her lance in the space between the large stone plates that made up the floor.**\"So, it looks like ya haven't been killed. Fancy that.\"**She said as she took her seat.**\"Well, it's almost like you were worried about nothing.\"**Still, for all her bravado, her guard was up. This act had gotten her stabbed way too often for her to be all that relaxed.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Aruna didn't give the girl who sat down a glance. She kept her eyes forward, watching the crowd and exits. Her tail slid silently up the leg of the table, wrapping around it like a snake might. From here she could flip the table to use as a Shield or break the leg to use as a club. She also readjusted her position so that her knife would be easy to reach in It's shoulder sheath under her arm.\n\"Not yet, anyway.\"\nShe turned her head to look at her new guest. She seemed to unpredictable for Aruna's liking.\n\"Is there something I can help you with?\"\nAruna knew she was being rude, but she had had enough excitement for the day, and this girl seemed like more... Excitement than she could handle. Her demeanor and tone seemed to shout danger, And it did not escape Aruna that this was the same girl who Kahn had berated about fighting. She kept herself in edge, but tried her best to keep her muscles relaxed, lest her would-be enemy know she was prepared.", "username": "Toxic Diamond", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Tyrael Marchosias\n\nBefore the newcomer arrived, a different figure stepped from the shadows. Tyrael approached Mar, his hands resting by his side. He was somewhat surprised to see her here at the feast, but given that she was hiding herself, it was obvious that she had plans to be elsewhere. Or at least wanted to. She seemed to be waiting for someone, and he contemplated whether he should greet her or not. He honestly had no reason to, even when he remembered about the message Khan sent him via whelp. He always knew Mar was a confrontational type and Tyrael cared nothing about it. Hot-headed she may be, she wasn't so foolish as to resort ton violence so openly like before. If she was the type, she'd never survive hunting in the Ravine, where their prey would often mock them before dying from their wounds. Still, Tyrael did feel that he should at least ask her what made her so intense. Rarely has he heard of her being so brash like that, but perhaps there was still more to her that he didn't know. It was entirely possible.**\"Stakling new prey?\"**\n\n**Lucilia Riovas**\n\nWhen the Feast rolled by, Lucilia immediately went to ensure everything was in order. All the food stuff was in, drinks prepared, security detail was up, emergency responds ready. She invested a lot of resources for today, and she wanted to make sure it went over smoothly. By the time the students were allowed in, Lucilia was sitting at the teacher's table with all the others. She had been one of the first to notice Khan's little injury and chastised him for mishandling a demon like that. But at least he took the time to get it checked... Now if he only took the time to take the medicine prescribed to him. He seemed to struggle to drink it, making the vampire smirk.**\"Well Headmaster, perhaps if you had just asked one of our many guardsmen instead of summoning a demon, you could have avoided that.\"**She was simply joking of course, and now that Khan had taken his medicine Lucilia decided to move onto a different subject.**\"Do not worry Professor Uicle. Given the fact that more than half the attendees are young adults and that we have enough ale alone to drown a manwhale, I've already taken precautions for damages. Let's just make sure to keep it contained in the halls, yes?\"**\n\nAnnabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth snapped out of her train of thought when Haklo told her what he picked up. Much of it was jumbled words that didn't make much sense together. She could easily say that he was wrong, but not only was he correct, she knew it would be better to simply agree with him. Something to stroke his ego.**\"Oh my, you caught all of that? Well sir, your magic is indeed impressive.\"**Curiously, Annabeth wondered what Haklo planned to do with this sort of magic. He did seem to be blue-blooded, so she could imagine the possibilities. Quest was, did he?**\"What do you plan to do with your magic, Lord Haklo? Surely you're not just going to leave it for parlor tricks and entertainment.\"**", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Leith chuckled at what the Naga called him. \"Land Strider... I've been called many things, but Land Strider, that's new.\" He looked at the Naga closely. He didn't look like the Naga that he had heard about, but he had the simmilar qualities of a Naga. Going with what he looked like and what he had called him. Leith came up with a guess of where the Naga had come from.\n\n\"I never knew that there were Naga in the ocean. The only Naga I've heard about were the ones that looked similar to humans. And to answer your question, yes, I do control water. I noticed your little,\" he coughed into his fist as he remembered his little coughing fit before continuing. \"Exercise and decided to come over.\"\n\nHe put his hand over his cup and pulled a bubble of the juice out of the cup. It stayed there for a moment before dropping back into the cup, splashing some of the juice out of the cup and onto the table. Leith stared at the spilled juice with a dejected look on his face. \"Aww...I was trying not to spill anything.\" He looked back at the Naga.\n\n\"My name's Leith, by the way,\" he said as he held his hand out to the Naga.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "**Not yet? The hell do you expect lady? What, bandits are gonna get ya?\"**Alaira asked, laughing. She found this girl hilarious, given her rampant paranoia, when there was nothing to be feared.**\"I used ta run with a group o' bandits ya know. Even they aren't stupid enough to attack a fortified castle full of gods-damn wizards.\"**She added. She really did, though she kind of... snapped and killed the rest of them early in her career when they killed a kid and his mother.**But, bandits are small time. So, assassins? Assassins won't just kill anybody. You'd have had ta *really* piss somebody off for them to even give a shit.\"**Alaira continued. Well, this didn't seem to be working. As it turns out, brute force is not the best way to help with psychological problems.\n\nAlaira took a moment to study the girl. She seemed wound really tight, like she was about to explode, or run off. The girl kept her eyes forward, as if the act of making eye- contact would get her killed. But she did notice the way she seemed to be scanning things, and that every time she looked at somebody, she seemed to quickly give them the once over. About four times. Of course, she merely smirked and spoke;**\"Gods, you're a lot more paranoid than I thought...\"**With that, she left. However, it wasn't long before she was back.**\"You really need ta relax girlie. Here,\"**With that, she more or less slammed a pint of... something by the girl.**\"Dwarven ale, the good stuff. Technically the Dragon spite stuff is stronger, but that crap'll burn ya up before it can even get ya drunk.\"**She said with a wink. However, she feigned shock and took the pint back real quick, before taking a swig from it.**\"See? I didn't drug it or anything.\"**She said, smirking. It was at that point she noticed the full-Eysire again. This guy was a quiet bastard wasn't he? You'd think such a big guy would be easy to notice.**\"Heh. Hi I guess...\"**She said. Well, he seemed polite at least. She could save the inevitable beatdown for whenever the bastard finally started acting like a scumbag.**\"I woulda brought you some if I had an extra arm.\"**She said simply as she took a swig from her own glass.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Colette\n\nColette sighed watching her leave before she went to the corner in the back of the Dinning hall and leaned against the back wall watching everyone in a sad expression that reached deep into her eyes.*'Why is that I feel sad, why do I feel fear...is it because I fear loosing into my instincts and attack her...or something else'*she thought as she watched everyone having a good time with her maroon eyes before she tipped her head back closing her eyes in attempt to rid the emotions that she was currently feeling. Her nose twitched taking in all the scents of everyone in the room and prevented herself from getting a head ache from all the overwhelming scents that was abusing her poor nose before she opened her eyes and looked around the Dinning Hall again.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "**Aramir**\n\nWell, the girl certainly seemed nervous. Though, Aramir assumed it was because she was just shy. As Lyris finished talking, Aramir gave her a bright smile, in what she hoped was a friendly manner. \"I'm doing fine, thank you Lyris. And for what it's worth, I'm not to attached to my home either.*Mainly because it doesn't exist anymore.*She added silently, keeping her smile on her face. \"Though, compared to the Frozen Plains, this pace seems kind of closed in. And warm. Mainly warm in fact. It makes for a refreshing change of pace from unending white and cold to constantly changing seasons and room color.\" It was true. Now that she wasn't freaking out over a lack of silence, or being lead about by another Elf on a tour, she could actually take time to appreciate the variety of colors and warmth and shapes of the rooms. Just the variety in general really. The Frozen Plains was usually unending white with the occasional hill or glacier to break the monotony, and it made one forget that there was actually something called diversity in the world.\n\n\"Anyways, where are you from?\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Aramir Ryk(generally does not give her last name)" }, { "text": "Lyris knew close to nothing about the Frozen Plains other than that they were probably what they sounded like, frozen flat land. She thought the Elf said something, but couldn't make it out. . . She didn't feel like asked her to repeat either. Then she asked where Lyris was from. How should she answer? Technically, she could have said the mountains over by Ghannos, but she felt she would have been lying. During her flight from home, she never really thought about where it was at so she couldn't easily tell where that was. \"That's something I don't think I can really say. . .\" She told the Elf. It's not that she didn't want to tell. . . But couldn't. It was an otherwise undisclosed location that Lyris didn't know of. \"B-but, umm, the. . . the warmth is good, right?\" She couldn't think of what else to talk about really. \"You said you were from the Frozen Plains right and. . . Umm, well. . .\" She paused briefly before continuing, \"Sorry, I'm not all too great at talking to others I've not met before. You must excuse me.\" Maybe the Elf could help her learn.", "username": "Pyromania99", "char_name": null }, { "text": "**\"Whatever.\"**Alaira was not one for politeness, that's for sure. Alaira listened to Aruna's little spiel, and couldn't help but be amused. Then came the laughter.**\"Look girlie, do you have any idea how many guys have put a price on my head? Tons!\"**She more or less shouted, in her usual boisterous manner.**\"But I'm still here. You know why? It's 'cause I beat down anyone that tries to change that! Why run when you can fight?! 'Sides, an ambush is just like a surprise party... 'Cept, you know... with more blood.\"**She paused to take another swig. Ah yes, that nice warm feeling you get when the ale starts to work it's magic, but not so much you start stumblin' around.**\"So what I'm sayin' is, Stand yer ground, If those Bastards get ya all scared, then that means they win rig- BY THE PIT WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!\"**Alaira had finally begun to slur slightly, but she believed her words, sober or not.\n\nHowever, it was then she noticed some plant... thing enter. Luckily, her shouting didn't draw too much attention, what with the noise of the place. She made some sort of gesture that probably meant 'I'll talk to you later' or 'I'll be right back' to Aruna and the Eysire, before leaving to investigate the creature. She had managed to approach, but not anywhere near stealthily, not that she was trying.**\"Okay, I'll bite. What the hell are ya?\"**She said, equal parts caution and drunken confusion. She hated plants, and now it looked like some kind of plant-person. Come on! They already grow everywhere, get stuck in her boots, and make all these nasty poisons those godsdamn assassins are so fond of, now they could*move?*has the world gone mad?! Why, if it weren't for the fact you need the plants to feed the animals people eat, she'd have attempted to destroy them all!", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Mei came back into the dinning hall after some time to gather her thoughts. So far she's been able to stay awake and not succumb to her random narcolepsy, and she aimed to make sure it didn't come back at an awkward moment. As she returned, she immediately looked around for someone to talk to. She spotted Aruna but decided to avoid her for now. There was always the teachers, but it would look strange if she just walked up to them, wouldn't it? But Mei was determined to make a friend tonight, even if she had to do something embarrassing. But before she could, she did notice someone who seemed to be in pain. It was a large black Esyire, who Mei did notice was speaking to Aruna earlier. Mei debated in her mind what might be wrong; he looked in pain, but why? He showed no physical injuries, perhaps he was simply hungover? but no, even though Mei never drank alcohol, she knew at least that most people don't get hungover until some time later. Surely this Esyire wasn't such a lightweight? Concern overtook Mei's initial desire to make conversation as she went over to the large creature.\n\n**\"Excuse me, are you okay?\"**Mei went over to the massive draconian. Under most circumstances Mei would be a bit scared talking to someone like him, especially since previous encounters with Esyire's never went well (usually because they're bandits). But Mei did not care so much for the past, and was worried that this person was in great pain. But she's never dealt with someone who's suffering from alcohol headaches, if that's what is even wrong with him.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Ssarak heard the voice of someone beside him, though with the shouting in his head, he couldn't make out what the person said. He turned his head and looked at the Human beside him, his eyes watering from the intense pain he was in. She appeared to be concerned, so she probably had been asking if he was alright, or perhaps if he needed help. He had been ill prepared for this situation. Although he had experienced accidental mind reading plenty of times before, it had never happened in a place so crowded. He couldn't have imagined what it would be like to hear so many thoughts and feelings at once, and now he was paying the price.\n\nSsarak groaned in pain, trying to concentrate enough to at least think about how to stop this madness. Eventually, he reclaimed enough of his senses to at least give a response to the Human. \"I…my head. Too many thoughts at once.\" He said before managing to think of a new strategy. He needed to find something to concentrate on, something to put all of his mind's attention in one place, instead of on the thoughts of those around him. He stared at the human, deciding to focus on giving her an intelligible response.\n\n\"I am a…psychomancer. I have a terrible headache brought on…by my abilities.\" He said, the pace of his words slowing significantly by the end. Closing his eyes once more, he started breathing in and out deeply, trying to calm his mind. He shifted his attention from talking, focusing all of his thoughts on the simple act of breathing.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Aruna grabbed her food and she began to head back to the table she had been sharing with Ssarak, but she had to stop with her back to the wall. she just stood and scanned the room. she had seen something... She wasn't sure what it was she had seen, but her instincts were telling her that something was wrong and she had learned to trust her instincts. Aruna kept scanning the room, looking for what she had registered. She calmed herself and began to think.\n *All the students are here for the demonstration, most seem rather interested. So, look for someone who is either disinterested, OR someone who-*\n\nSomeone bumped into her, hard. She immediately tore her knife out of it's sheath and pressed it into the throat of an acid green male Esyire who consequently dropped the cup he was carrying and spilled it's contents all over the floor, and onto both their feet. She didn't move, but just kept her eyes on the Green Esyire before her. She was just about to ask what he wanted when he slowly drew his hand under his leather jerkin, she pressed harder with her knife, but he only pulled out a small leather pouch that jingled when he moved it. he spoke in a shaky voice. \"P-please, just take it, I don't want trouble.\"\n\nAruna, felt a little sick when she realized what the Esyire thought, then she noticed that students around them were staring at her with wide eyes. she dropped the knife and silently walked away, leaving her food on the ground where she'd left it. she started back to Ssarak, with her cheeks warm and cherry red, but then she noticed that Mei was sitting with him, and she quickly just left the room entirely, to get some air.", "username": "Toxic Diamond", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Mei listened to the Esyire's issue, but she had no idea how to help him. She had helped her fellow artist nurse concussions, hallucinations brought about from poisons, even did some remedial counseling before she needed it herself, but she has never dealt with something like this, and not with an Esyire. Mei had to think quickly, and as she looked around for someone to help, she noticed Aruna leaving. That's when Mei had an idea.**\"Come with me!\"**\n\nAlthough Mei was likely not stronger than the Esyire, she was still fairly strong for a human her size, at least enough to get the esyire on his feet. Mei lead him outside to where she had been meditating previously. By not most of the others had left, leaving one or two pairs just sitting around. While Mei did not know the exact abilities of Psychomancer, if he was having \"too many thoughts\", she figured he should go somewhere where he can focus on just his own. Somewhere away from the eyes and presences of others. At least that's what she thought, because she had no idea what effects this would have on him.**\"Clear your mind now. Do not focus on anything, simply... Let it be.\"**easier said than done of course. Mei could clear her mind and make space for a single thing to concentrate on due to past experience, but she can't expect him to do the same. But she can hope.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "It seemed that Mei's plan worked, because the Esyire bowed to her and thanked her for her efforts.**\"I-it was nothing. I wasn't even sure if it would work... But I'm glad that it worked out.\"**He than began to explain a bit about what happened, that he was able to read the others of others. Problem was, he began to read*everyone's*thoughts, and not always when he wanted to. He imagined that would be troublesome.**\"Oh my. That... I have no words for that. I hope that doesn't happen too often... Oh yes!\"**Mei bowed her head furiously towards the Esyire.**\"I apologize, in all the rush I haven't even introduced myself! My name is Meirin Kurenai. I noticed that you seemed in pain and wanted to help, though I never imagined it would be for something like this.\"**Mei eventually stopped bowing but was not at a lost with words. She was glad that the esyire was no longer in pain, but would taking him back to the dinning hall be a good idea? What if he ended up reading everyone's thoughts again? Meirin had one idea how to possible stop it, but mostly because it was how she handled her nightmares. She can't be sure it'll work for him and his magic. Perhaps she'll be lucky again.**\"Um... I'm no psychomancer, but back where I grew up from, there was a method we used when we needed to clear our minds of all other thoughts, even our own. I do not know if it'll work for you, but I'm willing to try... If you are.\"**", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\n\"Thank you, Meirin. My name is Ssarak Dyreackthanose, it is a pleasure to meet you. I believe I will be fine. I became distracted while observing all of the people in the dining hall, so I was not as careful as I should have been. It was my fault it happened. Normally, I only accidentally read minds when I actually attempt to use my abilities.\" Ssarak explained. He was appreciative of her aid, and of how willing she seemed to be to help a stranger. It was not often he encountered people such as that since leaving his homeland.\n\n\"Still, there is no harm in learning a potentially useful talent. I am not one to turn down knowledge in any case; I would be grateful for any advice you have to offer. I would like to make sure to be back in the dining hall in time for the magic demonstrations, however. I would not want to be responsible for you missing the show any more than I would want to miss it myself.\" Ssarak said with a friendly smile. Despite the embarrassment he experienced earlier, his first day at the college was shaping up to be a good one. He seemed to have a great deal of luck in finding friendly individuals. He did not doubt there were other, more malicious students at the college as well, but his appearance was usually enough to keep such people away. In his experience, those types of people usually only liked to bother people who they perceived as weak or vulnerable.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Mei silently nodded her head as the Esyire, Ssarak Dyreackthanose, accepted her help. It took her days to get this right, but for now she'll just show him what he needed to do for the moment.**\"Take a seat. Close your eyes, and first make a mental image of yourself...\"**\n\nA few minutes passed as Mei explained the method to Ssarak as quickly as she could, and without all the philosophical ideals that came with it. Even that bored her. Looking back at the dinning hall, it was starting to become more quiet as she could hear the music from within, even from the outside.**\"I believe it's time for the demonstration. I hope that what I've taught you is helpful. If you ever need any help, please, come and find me.\"**Mei stood up and dusted the dirt off her legs before waving goodbye to ssarak. Than she went back into the Dinning hall, feeling a accomplished for making at least one more friend.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Aruna looked spun to look at the creature that had been following her. It was odd, to say the least, but she had seen many odd things in her life ( not small percentage had happened that very night) so the surprise was lessened greatly from what she supposed a normal person should feel. It asked, she didn't know how, if she knew she was going to miss the demonstration in the Dining Hall. It seemed polite enough, but had the look of a demon. She recalled that the head master was a Demonmancer, so she assumed he was with the headmaster, if not by obligation then by employment.\n\"Yes, I realize it's about to start I just... got a bit flustered. I needed some air...\"\nAruna sat there for a moment before her curiosity got the better of her.\n\"I am sorry, but could you please tell me how it is you speak?\"\nShe eyed the tentacle like appendages that seemed to make up it's mouth with curiosity.", "username": "Toxic Diamond", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Leith was surprised by the fact that Jenna and her friend weren't affected by the Psychomancy demonstration. He had thought that everyone had been affected by it. \"Well, I've got to say that you were lucky, then,\" he said as he accepted the offered chair with a grateful smile. When Jenna asked a out what the demonstration was, Leith folded his hands and leaned forward.\n\n\"I can't really say for anyone else, of course, but I had a nightmare. I can't remember much of it anymore, but what I do remember wasn't pleasant. I was shackled to a wall and set on fire. By two men I had the*pleasure*of meeting five years ago. That was what happened to me. For Satori to do something similar to almost everyone in the hall, it's amazing what master's of the blood can do.\"\n\nThe sound of hurried footsteps drew his attention away from Jenna. He saw an armored man carrying the girl with black wings he saw earlier that night. The man shouted, asking where Lidda was. Leith watched silently as the man headed towards the head table.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "Lidda\n\nLidda had shifted herself into acentaurquite easily after Satori's little stunt. In her own opinion, the teacher thought the woman got a little carried away with her determination and thoughtlessness. Instead of thinking about the possible prejudice her students might endure from their fellows, a direct cause of this event, there was a little fact even less would take those so called Warding classes of hers. Much to Lidda's good fortune, she was from Eania and her young life was schooled thanks to the military which had its perks.\n\nShe had been tugging along a small cart filled with many dish assortments before suddenly the doors boomed open and someone was shouting her name. Lidda's head jerked up at the sounds to see a sight she wished to forget. There was the paranoid half breed, the very one that confronted Khan and tried to prove their generosity wrong, cradled within a fully armored man's arms. Her torso was wrapped in a bloodied bandage while by the time he reached the table would've likely been much redder.\n\nGreat she thought bitterly, just what we need another accident for the night!\n\nInstantly her Body reared only to then push forward, her rear legs kicked the cart off impatiently before her body rushed towards the pair, eager to meet them half way. Her hooves sent her quickly along and ate the distance up. Within a few feet her pace slowed to a trot until she stood in front of them.\n\nNaturally she used an age old Eania curse to show her concern in the only way Lidda could. \"What in all of Brillant's graces and holy light happened? Set her down before she bleeds to death, there's nothing to starch the flow.\"", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Khan Avrea Jevarath" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak took a left out of the door and headed down the hall toward the last place he remembered seeing a gargoyle. Fortunately, they did not tend to move around much when they were not needed, though the abundance of inanimate statues could make finding them confusing at times. The Human, who identified herself as Annabeth, followed behind and seemed grateful for the help.\n\n\"Indeed I am. My name is Ssarak Dyreackthanose; it is a pleasure to meet you.\" He responded, nodding to her. \"I am a student of psychomancy. I have a small amount of training in my blood, though I am still very much a novice. What of yourself? You are looking for Uicle; are you a necromancer? Or perhaps a hydromancer?\" He asked curiously. Unlike Esyire, humans had no external indications of their type of mageblood, so it was more difficult to discern their abilities.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\nGrey listened to Lucilia's reasoning, and was a bit embarrassed when he had realized how rude his previous statement was. He hadn't intended it that way, but that just seems to have been how it came out. Even so, he found he disagreed.**\"There's some truth to that, but I find that a visible defense force conveys a feeling of safety ma'am. most people don't trust things they can't see.\"**he said matter-of-factly. In any event, the woman continued as she began to set a veritable mountain of paperwork on the desk. Grey listened intently, nodding every so often. Eventually, she finished, crossed her arms, and smiled. There was nothing friendly about that smile... Gods this woman was intimidating. And people thought he was scary...\n\nGrey picked up the papers, but before he left, Lucilia asked if he had any questions, as well as warned him not to bother the inhabitants. Actually, there was one...**\"I do, actually. So when I was at the gate there was this parade of demons with, uh, with a couch...\"**He said, Some of his earlier confusion seeping into his tone.**\"That's not normal, is it?\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx" }, { "text": "Lucilia Riovas\n\nLucilia simply gave a shrug to the man's comment about a present security. It would be taken into consideration. He stood up and took his papers to be filled out and was about to leave when he asked her a question. Apparently there was a group of demons with a couch at the gate. She touched a small potted plant that sat on her desk, her hand glowing a faint green.**\"... Ah. That. Yes, you will find that we of the college house many types of people. We are a very accepting people; demons, monsters, vampires, and other strange and dangerous beings will be accepted so long as they behave themselves. We don't discriminate anyone for their birth. As for the demons and the... Couch... I'll admit it's certainly an odd sight, but yes, similar things will happen. You will find many monstrous, strange things happen at the college, but not all of them is done out of malice. Many of them is rather harmless. I wouldn't worry too much, if there is any danger, we would react quickly.\"**\n\nAnd with that said, Lucilia called the demon back in.**\"Please escort our guest to the guest lodgings. After that you are dismissed.\"**The demon nodded silently, motioned for the stranger to follow him, and headed off towards the guest lodgings.\n\nAnnabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth and the eysire, Ssarak Dyreackthanose, finally managed to find a gargoyle that wasn't a statue to talk to. Before activating it, she answered some of Ssarak's comments and questions.**\"Well, this may sound a bit embarrassing, but after the feast yesterday I... I discovered I had mage blood within me. Originally I was here for a different purpose, but with this new discovery I figured I should get myself formally initiated as a student. But the issue is that I do not even have a clue as to what my mage blood is. I'm looking for Uicle as he's the only teacher that I have met personally, and I'd like to ask him to see if he could help me discover what by mage blood is.\"**That might have sounded better in her head, though Annabeth felt comfortable being truthful around Ssarak. As fearsome as he is, he gave off a calming aura, like he's a friend despite not knowing him for more than ten minutes at most.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Haklo slept for a very long time the following night after the introduction of the collage teachers. He still had Annabeth's knife as he was not comfortable of leaving a sharp instrument in her care while in a broken state from the mental assault. He got up from his bed and looked around. No one had roomed with him so he pretty much had the room all to himself. All his belongings were already there, one of which was an stand with his plate armor, gleaming in the morning light that escaped from the window. He got up from the bed and got dressed after his morning business, dumping said business out the window.\n\nAfter washing his face and hair, Haklo kept his hair long and straight, draping over his shoulders and smooth as silk. He donned a red silk shirt with black pants and vest. Around his hips he strapped on a sword belt where his blade was sheathed in it's scabbard. He sheathed his dagger with the blade and placed Annabeth's knife on the other side, wrapped in a leather thong as a makeshift scabbard. He set a brooch on his left side breast of his family crest and slipped on a silver ring on his right hand middle finger.\n\nAll dressed up and in comfortable yet expensive shoes, Haklo left his room, putting on a black coat that reached his knees and inside a chest pocket he placed a coinpurse with some gold.\n\nThe nobleman made his way through the collage halls, his hand on his weapon rather casually.He made his way to the dining hall to get something to eat. He went through the door and looked around the hall to see who else had the same idea as him. His eyes went to a blonde man, older than Haklo but one who he somehow familiar. A certain shape of the shoulders and baring that he found familiar. Probably someone he had seen during the festivities but he couldn't point his finger at him. Haklo got himself a meal of poultry in gravy and took a seat not too far from the blonde man.\n\n\"Which blood are you?\" He asked between a bite and a sip of water. Next to the glass of water he had a glass of deep crimson wine.", "username": "WitchChild", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Tyrael Marchosias\n\nAnd so the mystery of the couch continues. After heading towards Underhaven, turned out that the couch didn't belong there. However it was apparently obvious that it left a path of destruction through it, and the boss of Underhaven was pissed at Tyrael for reasons he couldn't remember.**\"I will fix this issue, I assure you.\"**He left his remaining demons at Underhaven to clean up, leaving him to haul the couch to wherever it belongs. The boss of Underhaven wanted nothing to do with it after it had \"severely maim three patrons and gave everyone else a hernia\", which Tyrael wished he remembered. Still, he wanted nothing more to do with the chair, but he had no idea where to diposite it at. He could always throw it into the Inferno, but he figured he'd look around and see if anyone wanted it. Turning a corner, he ended up running into a likely candidate: Mar.**\"Top of the morning. Hunting?\"**\n\nAnnabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth entered Uicle's office, which was much more... Plain than she imagined. She figured that, being a teacher of Necromancy, he would have some nick-knacks representing that, or at least a bookcase of some sort. But the room looked almost barren. But she wasn't here to judge the decor, so she went and took a seat as Uicle asked.**\"Greeting, Si- Um, I mean, Uicle. The demonstrations yesterday were wonderful.\"**At least she thinks they were, as much of it was a blank slate. Regardless, after initial introductions she didn't beat around the bush and went strait towards the issue.**\"Uicle, I think I discovered I had mageblood. But I have no idea what sort of mageblood I have. Would you know of some way I could figure this out?\"**\n\nCynn Ellime\n\nThe gates opened for a forest elf. On her back was a large pack, and in her hands were her transcripts. She had been late to the opening day due to a case of bandits, but after escaping them she managed to reach the college no worse for ware. Admittedly, now she was lost. Her location, the courtyard, was almost entirely voided of people, aside from the occasional guard in the shadows. She began to wonder around, hoping that she'd find someone who could help her understand what she'd need to do now.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Aruna grunted and laid back down against the infirmary bed, her back stating It's protes Lidda was right, she wasn't fooling anyone. The best thing for her to do would be to lay down and let her body heal. But it was hard for her to just sit there. She needed to be out there learning about her mageblood, or training, or at the very least looking for whomever had shot the arrow at her!\n\nSo, she made a compromise with herself, she would find a way to actively heal as fast as possible, then she would get out faster. And it wasn't a total loss, she could still read about what she missed. Another thing that peeved her was that she didn't like the how open she was in the room she slept in. Of whoever it was that shot her tried to finish the job, she wouldn't be able to put up any kind of fight, but she dismissed those thoughts for another time. She spoke to Lidda in a somewhat pleading voice. \"I'm sorry, please I just... I want to get out of here and get to learning as fast as I can. Is there anything I can do to help myself heal and get out of here faster?\"", "username": "Toxic Diamond", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Uicle\n\nThe Necromancy teacher raised an eyebrow. Or at least he felt like he did. She hadn't been a known magic user before hand? Then why had she been on the tour? Or in the school for that matter? With a mental shrug, he decided not to pursue the subject any further. It didn't really matter. What did, however, was that now he had to go through the possibly lengthy process of deciding which mageblood Annabeth had. He glanced over to his still intact pencils, wondering if he should even bother. In response, cracks appeared directly in the middle of them all. If he was to pick up one of them now, he'd likely only get half of a broken pencil.*Alright then.*Uicle thought, returning his thoughts back to the problem in front of him. \"Alright, there are tests we could do.\" He turned to Ssarak. \"Unless you need something from me, I'd suggest leaving. This could be a fairly lengthy and tedious process. I can't imagine you want to sit here for that long.\" The door to his office opened, showing the Esyire the way out. At the same time, the back legs of Uicle's desk broke, and it toppled backwards onto his legs with a loud crash, the hollow sound of his legs ringing in amongst it. Surprisingly, his chair remained stable. \"Well isn't that cons-\" He began sarcastically, only to have all four of the chair legs give way as well. He hit the floor with a bang. Gregor looked away from his mission to get Ssarak to scratch his metal ears and snorted in possible amusement. \"*That's*what I expected.\" The desk tilted backwards, precariously balancing on it's front legs, while the back ones flew into their original position. Uicle himself stood up, ignoring the sizeable dents in his legs. \"Leaving now might be a good idea. It's only going to get worse.\" He commented to Ssarak.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Uicle" } ]

[ { "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nOh, so he had a big Axe? was she supposed to be impressed? Internally, she laughed a bit. The way that axe was designed, it would likely get stuck in things quite easily, such is the price paid for ornamentation. Either that, or it was wielded by someone with monstrous strength. Of course, seeing as that was untrue of the last guy she fought that waved around a similarly over-ornamented weapon, she was doubtful.**\"Eh, I've seen bigger.\"**She said. Well, wielded by a*minotaur*, but still. She was about to challenge the poor bastard to an honor duel when some other fight broke out. Hey, wait a second, why wasn't she invited? How inconsiderate! The lizard excused himself, but she found herself following for a closer look.\n\nAs it turned out, they hadn't come to blows yet but Alaira had seen enough situations between such people and they only ever ended in two ways: Violence, or sex (Usually in a different location). However she'd never seen a Naga so pissed off. It wasn't long before they came to blows, and she was certainly enjoying the show. Her money was on the Naga.**\"Come on, smack the bitch outta him!\"**she shouted as the guy avoided her attacks. However, soon she had the guy pinned and was about to tear his throat out when she moved to intervene.**\"Heh, playtime's over...\"**she said with a crooked smile as she readied her lance and was about to charge in and knock the girl off of him. However, she did none of that as she noticed Lizard-boy was about to do something.\n\nThe Lizard fired some sort of purple(?) gas out of his mouth at the two of them, and suddenly they didn't feel like fighting anymore. and then... it was as the two acted that the sheer... ridiculousness of the situation dawned on her. She started laughing as the two drugged fools started... well, being affected by it. she only laughed harder when the two wandered off together, considering that she was literally about to tear his throat out with her goddamn teeth.**\"Well look at that Mr. Hero, you saved the goddamn day...\"**she said, still getting the laughter out of her system.**\"The hell was that? I didn't know you could do shit like that...\"**she said. Clearly this guy was a bit of a killjoy, but he might be a good fight, who knows.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak leaned himself up against a nearby column, letting the head of his axe rest on the ground while he held lightly onto the end of its handle. He closed his eyes a moment and let out a deep breath, though he could already feel that he was about to get a headache. A good deal of fatigue came over him, though it was nothing some rest, and maybe a meal or two, could not fix. He was proud of his actions, however. For once in his life, he was saving lives instead of taking them.\n\n\"Psychomancy can have many effects, not all of which are harmful. I would rather save a life than to take one.\" Ssarak said, opening his eyes to look at the Forest Elf. \"As an Esyire, I can project the essence of my blood into a sort of breath attack. For other bloods, that might be fire, or lightning, or even shards of rock. For psychomancy, the effect is not quite so directly harmful. Mine in particular has a calming effect on the victim, along with other effects one would commonly associate with various types of drugs. It was, however, exhausting.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "**Annabeth Gulch**\n\nAnnabeth was hopeful when Uicle said he could help, only for that to be followed by a series of unfortunate events. Everything he touched began to break, and she was a bit worried. This was more than simply bad luck. Bad luck could be falling out of your chair or having a painting fall on you. What happened seemed to be a very lazy assassination attempt involving broken furniture. It was funny at first, but now Annabeth was seriously concerned that there was something wrong with Uicle.**\"Uicle, is... No, there is something very wrong with what just happened. The falling hammer, that worker dropping knives on you, that could have been an accident... But this? Broken desk, broken chair, surely this isn't normal.\"**Annabeth was trying to show concern for her teacher, if only because she was worried his bad luck was going to affect her as well. Everyone had their quirks, but this misfortune that followed Uicle could be maddening.**\"Forgive me if I am speaking out of place... I am merely concerned as a student, about your well being.\"**\n\nSatori\n\n**\"You would find that Psychomancy is capable of much more still.\"**From the shadows Satori appeared. She had heard the clamoring and would have came in to stop it had Ssarak not shown the ability to handle it himself. Not how she would have done it, but he did well considering his abilities. She was wearing a two-piece long robe, made of a light blue and white cloth, which contrasted with her pale pink hair.**\"I thank you for stopping them before they came to blows, Sir Dyreackthanose. Though this incident will be reported none the less... And Miss Taenn, fighting in school grounds may be allowed when sanctioned, but we do not advocate hostilities among the students. We are here to learn our magics, not as a place to do harm to each other.\"**Satori walked over to the duo with her hands laced over each other. Though her face held a small smile and her tone of voice was almost soothing, there was the subtle feeling that she was crawling through the minds of the two, like she was merely a distraction for an assassin to slit through throats from behind. But it was just Satori, alone with the two students.**\"Lessons will begin soon. I myself am heading towards my classroom. Seeing that you are one of my disciple, Sir Dyreackthanose, would you like to accompany me?\"**", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" } ]

[ { "text": "Lidda\n\nLidda noted the man seemed paranoid by her while he watched her carry out her task. However it could've been because of what she just did or her appearance, not that she could really tell. When the checkup ended the man said his good byes before he decided to leave, obviously uncomfortable about being contacted by a Golem. She could understand and was guilty of herself when she first arrived, namely because most people within Eania believed it was evil to jerk a soul and trap it within a state of unnaturalness made from any material. Though in time she had gain a different view with her talks with Uicle and came to respect the magic just as much as she did her own.\n\nThe thought of her own suddenly made the woman realize what time it was. The day was getting along and soon her classes needed to their teacher, the fact she was still here didn't help. After the man left, she decided it was time for her to go too. Her head turned back to Aruna, her lips transformed into a smile. \"Aruna, stay out of trouble and no more running into rakes!\"\n\nTo Sam, she said her goodbyes before she headed out the door. Her body shifted to one just to keep from running head long in the newest arrival, a red haired student, who entered the medical wing. Lidda noticed she looked slightly dead on her feet, Sam's concerned form approached her. Lidda managed to catch Sam's last words to the new patient, just as she vanished down the hall and headed to her classes.\n\n\"What's the matter and how can I help you, Ms…?\"", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null }, { "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nWell, Alaira knew that. She'd fought enough Eysires to quite familiar with the breath weapon. She wasn't aware that there was a psychomancy one however. She listened to him talk a bit for a moment about how he didn't really want to hurt anyone. To that, she laughed a bit.**\"Well, aren't you just a big softie. Big, bad, lizard man just wants to get along.\"**She said, smug smirk plastered on her face.**\"The little bastard got himself into that, bothering that Naga. That's how it works, idiots get themselves hurt when they decide to be stupid. 'course, by the way those two were looking at each other after that I'd say you may have just set some crazy things up to happen.\"**Did she think the guy deserved death? No, but he certainly should have gotten roughed up quite a bit.\n\nShe was about to needle the poor guy for a little longer when...*she*arrived. Ssarak may have noticed that at Satori's presence, Alaira had stopped smiling, and her hand seemed to be hovering near a holster for a utility knife. Alaira hated this woman, hated her voice, hated the way she looked at her, hated how she just...*appears*whenever you least expected it, and she hated her gods-damn hair too. Then she spoke. When Satori turned to address Alaira, her eyes narrowed in annoyance.*'Oh, no beating people up for no reason. now don't forget to wipe or button your pants' I get it! Damn it...*she thought. However, then she felt it. that horrible migraine again. With a cry of pain she fell to a knee, clutching her head.**\"Stopstopstop get outta my head!\"**she said through gritted teeth as she clutched her head, as if she was trying to keep something from exploding out of her skull.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Satori\n\n**\"Not to worry. Today's lesson will mostly be an introductory to Psychomancy, I don't expect anyone to actually be using their magic to soon. Perhaps during the next lesson or two we will begin on some basic techniques.\"**Satori's attention soon turned towards Alaria, who was giving off some negative vibes with her sarcastically hostile thoughts. It was due to her own Wide-Concentration Mind Reading ability she had active all the time, and was about to shut her out when it seemed that Alaria was in pain. She clutched her head, demanding that they get out of her head. Admittedly Satori was a bit worried, but delving into her head some more, she found that Alaria had a certain weakness to Psychomancy.*\"Interesting.\"*She thought. Though she was curious to know more, Satori thought it would be more entertaining to simply leave. Alaria was a strong girl after all, surely she wouldn't need them to baby her.**\"Come along now Ssarak. You would not want to be late. I'm sure Miss Taenn will be fine... She's a strong girl after all.\"**Satori had a thin veil of sarcasm in that last sentence, but said not more as she walked off towards her classroom.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": null }, { "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nAlaira couldn't hear anything, nor could she see. The pain was simply so immense it was causing sensory overload. Rage soon turned to despair, however, as she merely wanted the noise to stop. She fell over, and the panicked screeching became desperate sobbing as she (mostly unintelligibly) pleaded for it to stop. However, she felt the pain bite deeper as Satori dug around in her mind. At this point the pain became too much for her to take, and she screamed. It was as if the very sound of it itself was infused with agony in it's purest form. the scream soon died out as she trailed off, having fallen unconscious.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak found himself nervous, still believing that much could go wrong in approaching Mar. Perhaps he was being too cautious. After all, with how far along Mar's pregnancy was, she was certainly not in peak physical condition and might realize the risks involved with lashing out at someone. Regardless, Ssarak still did not wish to offend her. The Nagas' customs were entirely alien to both Human and Esyire cultures, so neither he nor Annabeth had any real idea of what expectations they had for social interaction. Perhaps he would be able to convince Annabeth to present the gifts to Althalus, instead of Mar? He was Human, and much more friendly and approachable than Mar. Allowing him to take the gifts would serve the same purpose with less risk.\n\nJust as Ssarak was about to speak up, Annabeth rounded the corner at the same time as another individual, who ended up falling to the ground as a result of the impact. Upon closer inspection, Ssarak saw that it was his roommate, Leith. He seemed unharmed as he stood up and dusted himself off, and Annabeth had managed to keep her footing, so there was no cause for concern. \"Good morning, Leith.\" Ssarak added after the two introduced themselves.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "\"It's nice to meet you too,\" Leith said to Annabeth with a smile. \"I have to say, this was definitely an interesting way to meet someone.\" He looked at Ssarak when the Esyire spoke, and nodded at him. \"Good morning. What are you two doing today? Nothing gossip-worthy, I hope,\" he asked in a conspiratorial tone with a grin that he hoped showed that he was joking. \"Anyway, I'm a bit bored, mind if I join you for a while?\"\n\nLeith noticed the pillow Ssarak was holding, and then the items that Annabeth was holding. \"What's with the baby stuff?\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "text": "Grey spoke about his home, though he didn't go as long on a tangent as Meirin did. Though her home was in Djarkel, she never considered Djarkel her home. She nodded her head \"no\" when he asked if she ever visited the village of Blacklight, though she vaguely might have remembered escorting one or two people there in passing. Then Grey asked her about her weapons, though Meirin was a bit hesitant. Technically she \"could\" use all sorts of weapons, but life at the monastery taught her that a true warrior does not claim what their weapon is. Their actions will prove that, and unfortunately Meirin wasn't carrying her weapons today.**\"Ah, well... I suppose you could say I'm more of a hand-to-hand person, though I've never really gained the same level of ability as my masters...\"**Soon another person arrived, Lucilia Riovas the Vampire Teacher. Meirin perked up when she arrived, as she knew that Lucilia had potions that could help Grey. Or so Meirin thinks, she's never seen a medicine that could cure a physical injury like a broken arm. She's seen and had medicines that once purged her body of monster venom and currently was on medicine that would help her subdue her emotions, but she didn't think a potion could be used to restore a broken arm.**\"Ah! Miss Riovas, Grey's arm broke! We were heading towards the infirmary, but is there anything you can do for him!?\"**", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nWhen Leith asked about the baby gifts, Annabeth could hardly hide her excitement.**\"They're for Mar's child! I heard she's due for a baby any day now, so I had Ssarak help me pick things out. Though he worries that Mar would be too prideful to accept such things.\"**Annabeth shot Ssarak a dirty but playful look at his comment.**\"What is life worth living without the chance of death? Besides, Mar isn't that bad. A bit rough around the edges maybe, but I'm sure she's simply a bashful, independent woman.\"**Granted, Annabeth knew very little of Mar aside from second-hand observations and rumors, so she was hoping for the best here. Though Ssarak did have a point in that they should get Mar and Althalus their gifts soon. There was no real rush, but the sooner the better, she thought.**\"Anyways, let's go. I think they should still be in their dorm.\"**\n\nHowever, as the trio moved on, they stumbled upon a strange sight. Mar, Athalus, Alaria, and... A baby!?**\"Oh gods! She's already born!\"**With feelings of excitement and worry, Annabeth rushed towards the scene.\n\nLucilia Riovas\n\n**\"Oh? That is quite serious. I'm surprised that you're taking it so calmly... Though I suppose that panicking isn't going to do you any good.\"**Lucilia went over to Grey and examined his arm. It was indeed broken, much more than merely a fracture, though nothing that she couldn't handle. Though a Vitamancer would be able to restore his arm back to normal in a short notice, Lucilia preferred more tried and true methods of medication and braces. Magic had it's uses, but the energy needed to restore Grey's arm would be a lot for just any healer at the infirmary. And despite Lidda's own generosity, she did not want other students taking advantage of their kindness by constantly getting themselves hurt and hoping that they would make everything better. Granted, Lucilia was going to heal Grey, but she was also going to charge him and make sure that he owed her a favor.**\"I can handle this one. We'll need some bandages and splints to form a cast, but I have a few things to patch him up. My office isn't too far away, so let's head over there shall we?\"**Lucilia motioned for the duo to follow her to her office.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": null }, { "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\n**\"Heh, not surprising, It is pretty small...\"**Grey said when Mei answered no. It was an extremely small village. Without Grey it would have a population of about 14 if nobody died. In fact, it was so small Djarkel's government never bothered collecting taxes. Or did anything with it, it was just seen as a colossal waste of time when the threat of war was always looming. She spoke, and he understood. 'Martial training' referred to hand to hand combat. Something even he was trained in a little.**\"Ah. You're the weapon.\"**he said in understanding. then when Lucilia showed up, Mei more or less panicked again.**\"Hey, easy. I'm alright.\"**He said. True, it still sorta hurt, but it wasn't anything to worry about.\n\nLucilia, however, had basically confirmed Mei's worries.**\"I don't really understand what the fuss is about...\"**He mumbled to himself quietly. At this point, Lucilia wanted him to follow her to her office.**\"Very well, lead the way. I think we were lost anyway...\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx" } ]

[ { "text": "Darius' gaze shot up from the now dead demonic knight to the girl who had killed it, his face showing confusion. The confusion on his face then twisted into a grimace as he started to realize what had happened. He picked himself off the ground, all the while glaring at the red-headed girl. He turned his head and spat a mouthful of blood onto the floor. An Esyire walked up to them and asked if the girl was alright. He ignored his headache and the pain that had blossomed in his shoulders and legs as he laughed flippantly at the question.\n\n\"I do not believe she could have hurt herself stealing*my*kill,\" he said, anger evident in his voice. He turned his gaze back to the girl and spoke to her, ignoring the Esyire for the moment. \"I did not call for hel-\" The man swayed as a wave of dizziness washed over him. \"For hel-\" Darius fell backwards onto the edge of a table, tipping it over. He spent his last few moments conscious wondering how bad his wounds were for him to be feeling the effects of blood loss.\n\n--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nLeith had finally gotten his breathing back to normal when Ssarak approached them. He stood up and made his way over towards his roommate. Leith chuckled as when he heard Ssarak mention that taking down the knight was impressive. \"You should have seen the sword-\" He was saying before a robed man the he hadn't seen before interrupted him. The man saying something about Meirin stealing a kill before he addressed her. His voice was rising as he spoke, and Leith was going to try and defuse the situation before the man fell, bringing a table and all its contents with him.\n\nLeith rushed over to the man and checked for a pulse. He still had one, but it was weak. Leith glanced at Ssarak and Meirin. \"*That*was interesting. Can you help me move him over there?\" he asked as he pointed towards the small area in the back corner where the medics from both the armies and the college had gathered all the injured people", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "Meirin stepped away from the Black Knight and left her spear in his head. She was very tired now, having cast a few Wing Weaving spells in quick succession. She could go through each of her forms ten times, one through twenty, but a single Aeromancy Weaving Spell seemed to take a lot out of her. She didn't even have much energy to try preforming a Vitamancy spell to heal herself with. Ssarak came over, his armor dented and his body bleeding form various injuries. He of all people asked Meirin if she was okay, which aside from a few cuts she sustained trying to fend off the knight and his flying sword, she was much better off than Sssarak.**\"I'm alright. You, on the other hand, really need to get yourself patched up!\"**\n\nJust than the swordsman from before spoke out against Meirin. Apparently he din't like that she killed the Black Knight before he could have, which she herself found very stupid. Who cares who killed him? The demon needed to be dead. She was just going to ignore him until he collapsed, the injuries he sustained fighting the Black Knight finally taking him out. Upon closer inspection, the man was very heavily wounded, no doubt because he had the Black Knight's full attention. Meirin supposed she should feel grateful that he was willing to put himself in harms way to buy her and the others some time, even if he did seem like an arrogant bastard for it. Leith came over to comment on the battle itself, but when the man fell he wanted to bring him back towards the corner of the Dinning hall where the medics were curing the wounded.**\"I think we all need to visit the healers right now.\"**Meirin mustered what was left of her strength to lift the swordsman by his arms. He was quite heavy so she couldn't so much as carry him as much as drag him towards the corner.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Colette\n\nColette panted when she finally saw the fight over, she allowed her bat ally to vanish before falling to her knees, her dress was torn and she was bleeding in several parts of her bod. She stood up steadily and made her way slowly back to her dorm holding her shoulder wound which was the deepest. \"Man if I don't get back soon this blood loss will cause me to become even hunger which I fear for since I never been so wounded\" she said looking down at her dress which was completely torn up \"And I might have to make a new outfit for me\" she said to herself again.\n\nShe smiled when she made it to the tower and went upstairs landing on her bed her bat pets nuzzling her whining at seeing such wounds on her small body, she patted them lightly wincing. \"I will be fine as long as I stay here and heal the best I can\" she said her eyes looking up at the dull ceiling with a sigh", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Ssarak could not admit that he entirely understood what happened over the course of the next few minutes. At first, it seemed like demons were raising from the dead while the air became difficult and painful to breathe. It looked like the fight was lost, but then, as quickly as they had risen, the demons spontaneously exploded and the air returned to its normal state. With Satori as an organizing force, the guards overcame their confusion and pushed back against the demons that were already trying to return from the Inferno. Ssarak, Meirin, and Leith joined in the offensive as well, with Ssarak foregoing any physical combat in favor of closely examining enemy movements and providing useful tactical information.\n\nIt was not long before they had cleared the way to the infirmary. With access to those supplies and healers, the wounded in the dining hall would stand a much better chance of recovering. For all intents and purposes, unless something else catastrophic happened, the battle seemed to be over. There were almost certainly stragglers hidden in the college, but the guards were in much better shape to deal with them than Ssarak was.\n\nSsarak returned his axe to its place on his back and leaned himself against a wall outside the infirmary. With the chaos and excitement of the battle essentially over, he could feel the pain in his chest more clearly with each breath. It wasn't what he would associate with a broken rib, but it was almost certainly fractured. Overall, though, he was not worried about his health, but rather what this attack would mean for the college. He would recover, but from his perspective, the future of the college was less certain. How many students had survived the attack? How much would it cost to rebuild? Was the college even capable of continuing? Even more concerning was the source of the attack itself. An immense amount of power had been directed at the college, and while it had survived, how close had they been to death? The inferno had nearly manifested in the college twice during the attack. Had either succeeded, what hope of survival would there have been for himself, and his friends?\n\n\"So...it's over, then.\" Ssarak said, looking to Meirin and Leith with a pained expression, not because of his injuries, but because of the realization of the danger they were in, and were likely going to continue to be in as long as they remained with the college.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Meirin had no idea what sort of chaos was forming now. At first she thought the worse had happened, that the Demons had somehow been resurrected, only for them to shortly after explode into a bloody mess. The confusion was surprisingly short however, as soon Meirin heard Satori's voice in her head telling everyone to begin their counter offensive. Meirin was quick to adapt to the situation and picked up a new spear, skewering the remaining demonic invaders alongside the guards and students. Before long they sent the entire horde into a full retreat. Meirin followed Ssarak and Leith throughout most of the attack as they made a path towards the Infirmary. Than Meirin dropped her spear so she could help carrying the wounded into the Infirmary, even got herself patched up to full health. She carried as many bodies as she could before the Infirmary was packed full, and even than they tried to bring some healers to those who couldn't be placed inside the Infirmary.\n\nMeirin left to take a breather and brought back a few health potions for Ssarak and Leith. She definitely knew that Ssarak was injured, and Leith was likely in no better shape after fighting that demonic sword.**\"Hey guys, I brought some potions for you.\"**Just than Ssarak asked if the attack was over. Meirin's face grew solemn.**\"No... This is just the beginning. It's never that simply, you know? This was just one attack. One day they will come back, and we have to be ready for them. They always come back....\"**Meirin's memory began to resurface the thoughts of her home. When it too was attacked by demons, forced to fight off the invaders. She saw friends cut down, people she could have saved if she was just a second faster. It was all coming back to her now, and a single tear was shed. She looked at her hands and noticed all the blood. She wasn't sure who's it belonged to. How many people could she have saved today, if she had been stronger? What would happen to the college if she couldn't?", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Colette\n\nColette shook her head. \"I am used to no one trusting me so there isnt much new in that department. But no I dont have any plans...since I really dont have any friends or anything I just stayed in my dorm to study or I just walk around campus enjoying my freedom as much i really can...\" she said looking out the window with a sigh", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Lucilia Riovas\n\nThat. Sounded. So. Sad. Lucilia had hoped that bringing Colette here would have earned her some friends, but that doesn't seem to be the case. Lucilia wanted to try to get Colette to make friends somehow, but she couldn't just keep holding her hand throughout her life. Lucilia just sighed, hoping that somehow she can think of something that would help.**\"Well... There's something I usually have to do everyone once in a while. As a vampire, I simply wondered if you might be interested in attending. But! It's a bit scary. If you want to come, just find me before nightfall and I'll take you there. If you want to become as strong as me, you may want to consider coming. Just... Just know that once it happens, it will change your life again. For better or for worse. Anyways, enough of that! I have to head back to my office now and straiten some things out. It's going to be a long day... Is there anything you'd like to ask me before I go?\"**", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Lucilia Riovas, Master Herbamancy Professor (College Title), Owner of Scarlet Traveler (Trade Caravan & Occupation Title), Sanguine Rose (Alias in Vampire society)" }, { "text": "Colette\n\n\"No Lucillia...I will see you at nightfall....\"Colette said. \"Oh wait there is oneone...where can I get.a new outfit...I.need aa new outfit since I have nothing else to wear\" she said looking at her tattered dress with a sigh", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Lucilia Riovas\n\nLucilia smiled as Colette accepted to come with her tomorrow. She laughed when Colette asked where she could get a new dress.**\"Ah, I'll help you out with that first thing next morning. I'll be sending someone over to give you some clothes you can try out. For now, you'll just have to settle with what you have. It's going to be a busy day tomorrow, so I'd suggest you rest up and take it easy.\"**Lucilia walked towards the window and was about to change into her swarm when she turned back towards Colette.**\"You did a good job out there, by the way. Protecting the college and it's people. You might not have a lot of friends right now, but know that we're all grateful for your help. Sleep tight, Colette. I'll see you later.\"**And with that Lucilia transformed into a swarm of bats, heading back to her office to try to get some rest before she had to start working again. She'd also need to find some of the other vampires to prepare for the ritual tomorrow. Aarem expects his dues.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Lucilia Riovas, Master Herbamancy Professor (College Title), Owner of Scarlet Traveler (Trade Caravan & Occupation Title), Sanguine Rose (Alias in Vampire society)" }, { "text": "Colette\n\nShe nodded and laid down wincing at her wounds.*' I wonde what she is planning....Will i truely get stronger like she said....I have to trust her...she is the one who saved me....from that place that I called my home for so many years....*she thought as she laid on her bed closing her eyes son falling asleep her mind wondering what will happen tomorrow night.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak was glad to hear Meirin's voice, even if she did seem surprised to hear him at first. From her tone, it seemed like she was in good health...or at least acceptable health. His joints popped and ached as he stood, which was both relieving and concerning at the same time. He had not gotten dressed yet, but he was still wearing his leather trousers, so Meirin did not have any unpleasant surprises when she approached the hole in the wall. He approached the hole as well and examined the damage to the stonework.\n\n\"Well, my entire body feels sore, my scales are bruised, and my joints feel like those of a one hundred-eighty year old man, but I am alive, and I will recover. I believe that potion mended my fractured rib. As for this hole, we can ask the next geomancer we see. I doubt it will be a priority for them, but I am sure they will get to it eventually. Until then...I suppose we are roommates. Hopefully, it turns out better than the last time I attempted to be Aruna's roommate.\" Ssarak said with a chuckle. When Meirin asked if he had seen anything, he cocked his head to the side and looked at her curiously. \"See what?\" He asked.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth viciously hacked away at the straw dummy. Occasionally one blow would be particularly powerful and she'd cleave right through it, which brought her a sense of satisfaction that helped her ignore her shortcoming yesterday. These cleaving blows were far and in between, but she felt that she was getting a pattern of idea of how to make it more consistent. As she attempted to cleave a head in half (Which she failed at doing, forcing the axe to get stuck somewhere between the eyes), a voice called out to her. She tried pulling out axe out quickly, but it took her a food five seconds to do so, five seconds in which an opponent could have taken advantage of. Luckily even though she used up so much time to pull her axe out, the person who spoke didn't seem hostile.\n\nAnnabeth turned to see the man who spoke to her. He was dressed in a light guard uniform, which told Annabeth that he was a guard. Why he was her instead of helping with the reconstruction of the college she didn't know. Wasn't her business she suppose, but after yesterday, she didn't want to be caught off guard yet again. She eyed him as he explained how to properly use an axe, even pointing out that she seemed to have taken two-handed axe training instead of her more usual weapon-and-shield style. She still didn't quite trust him, but she took mental notes of his technique on how to handle her axe better. Than the man made proper introductions. He was indeed a guardsman here, and his name was Grey. He complimented Annabeth on her form and physique and even thought that if she kept at it, she'd master the axe.**\"Thank you. And I certainly hope I can get better with this before too long.\"**Annabeth shifted her hand on the handle of her axe, taking into consideration of what Grey told her. She wanted a bit of reach on her weapon, as it was already much shorter than her long sword and any less and she might as well just find herself a large knife. Admittedly her past training had made her used to swinging her axe from near the bottom, and now having so much hilt made it a bit cumbersome. Annabeth figured that she'd find the right balance for her eventually.\n\nRemembering her part in basic manners, Annabeth faced Grey to introduce herself.**\"My name is Annabeth Gulch. I'm a student here at the college. I'm just here to... To get ready for another disaster. Um...\"**Annabeth shook her head. She really should stop thinking about yesterday. If she need something to focus on, she should focus on getting the right handling on her axe.**\"So what brings you here, Sir Grey? I had thought all the guardsmen were working towards reconstructing the college/ At least, that's what I seem most of them doing if they aren't... Well, guarding.\"**", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" }, { "text": "**\"Ah... It was nothing important. Don't think too much about it.\"**Meirin waved off her last question. She did crack a smile at Ssarak's joke about them being rooms mates now with the hole int he wall however. A bit of humor would help ease tensions, she hoped.**\"Well, now that I'm in good health, I was thinking of trying to help the college out a bit. The sound of construction woke me up, so I figured they could use an extra hand with repairs and what not. Are you interested in helping them too?\"**She could see the usefulness of a large Eysire like Ssarak for the repair efforts. Though another thought came into her mind as she continued to wonder how she was going to help the college.**\"Ah, but just so you know, we're probably not going to have much of a break. I mean, once we start I doubt they'll just let us walk off whenever we feel like it. If you have any plans today, I understand if you don't want to come. Since classes are canceled for the day, I figured I'd use my free time to be productive.\"**", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\n\"Agreed. Leith, if you wish to recover fully from yesterday's events, you will need rest. Even if you do not feel it completely necessary to visit the infirmary, you should at the very least get some rest here to speed along your recovery.\" Ssarak recommended. Going through his mind was a list of his friends and acquaintances and the last places he remembered seeing them. Other than Leith and Meirin, He had not seen many of the others he had fought alongside in the dining hall. Devan, Jenna, Auriel, and Haklo were all alive the last time he saw them, but anything could have happened when they split off to secure the college. Sure, they did have the advantage in their counterattack, but it had still been a dangerous task. There were also other, less combat-capable students he knew that he had not seen since before the attack. Then there was Annabeth, who he remembered being in a questionable state the night before. Leith was the last one to see her, so Ssarak reasoned he would have more up-to-date information on her health.\n\n\"Leith, do you know what happened to Annabeth after I left? I remember she was wounded and in a daze; were you able to ensure she sought proper medical attention?\" He asked.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Leith scratched his temple with his left hand as he answered Ssarak's question. \"Yes, I was able to get someone to look after her. She really seemed out of it, didn't she?\" He put his right hand under his armpit as he attempted to remove his gauntlet.\n\n\"Actually, I think I saw her this morning. She was carrying an axe and a shield, so maybe she was going to go to the gym. And as for getting some rest. I've still got a day or two left in me. One of the upsides of having insomnia. I won't be able to sleep right now, not after last night. I was going to go pick up something to help me sleep later- why isn't this coming off?\"\n\nThe entire time that he had been talking, he had been trying to remove his gauntlet. He lifted his gauntlet up to examine it.\"It didn't fuse- ah, it did.\" The gauntlet had fused to his arm. For all intents and purposes, it*was*his hand for now. An absurdly large and extremely strong hand.\n\n\"I guess i should have taken it off when I was done with it. Oh well. Anyway, you were going to the infirmary, right? I'll be right behind you, I'm just going to change into something that isn't as cut up as this is.\" He gestured to his clothing, which had several tears and cuts in it, as well as some dried blood.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "Colette\n\nColette came out of the room the next night with a sigh. She was wearing a different dress since her other one was destroyed. She was now wearing black dress that was tight against her small form and it was strapless. At the top of the dress it curved up and was shaped like a bat wing. The dressed ended at her knees and she still had her black boots since they were still in perfect condition, like they always have been for centuries..\n\n\"I wonder what Lucillia has planned for me..\" she said to herself as she walked out of the tower for the first time since she got wounded. Her wounds were completely healed leaving nothing but flawless pale skin in its wake. She walked around campus trying to find Lucillia not bothered by the cool air around her.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Meirin sighed as Leith continued to act very lax about his health. Well, at least if they were heading to the Infirmary, they could get a doctor's note to see if Leith should worry or not. Though Meirin was very much unnerved when he said that his gauntlet was \"Fused\" to his hand. It looked rather demonic.**\"Right... Let's go than.\"**\n\nMeirin led the two boys towards the Infirmary. The entire college seemed to echo in cacophony with construction. It hurt her ears a little with how much noise they're making, and she wondered if they were simply doing repairs. It wouldn't surprise her if the college was going to step up security if something like this happens again. She was certainly going to suggest it next time she meets a teacher. Meirin tried her best to ignore some of the things in the hall, mostly the piles of tarp. She knew that there were bodies underneath the tarp, and taking Ssarak's word to heart last night, she has to stop blaming herself for their deaths. She felt that this was rather callous, but what could she have done? Brooding on it wasn't doing anyone any favors, least of all herself. She'll just have to try not to let it bring her down. The college needs all the hope it can get right now.\n\nEventually Meirin managed to get to the Infirmary. Not quite as bustling as last night, but the place was still packed. Guards were moving bodies out from the Infirmary, while some patience rested within.**\"This place still looks busy. I'm... I'm going to wait out here. See if anyone needs my help. Come find me when you're done, alright guys?\"**", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Colette\n\nShe sighed as she gave up on looking for Lucillia and sat down in front of a tree looking up at the sky. She envied the early morning time sky because of its peacefulness, something she hadn't felt in centuries. She sighed and looked away \"Why must the sky torture me, I had enough it of\" she muttered as she payed with her pink hair that was out of its usual pony tails closing her eyes. She leaned back her left kneel pointed up as her free hand rubbed her exposed legs which were as cold as ice which she was used to. Her mind slowly went back to the conversation she had with her savior.\n\n\"Can I possibly get stronger....will it take away the pain from my non beating heart that I want to get rid of, put everything in the past behind me...\" she had so many questions about this that she didn't have the guts to ask Lucillia because she felt stupid for asking.She gave out or more like forced out a hollow chuckle as she stopped her actions and curled up the felt fabric of her new dress brushing against her skin. She could feel her eyes tear up but none did not fall.\n\n\"I doubt nothing could take a centuries worth of pain, never\" she said coldly as if she was trying to convince herself. All soon was silent around her as her eyes stayed teared up beneath her eyelashes that were against her pale skin which made them stand out even more.All she could hear was the sounds of crickets singing their final song and birds in some other trees not far from her. But nothing eased her paging mind at all.\n\nShe looked up when she heard someone say hi to her and she looked up blinking away her tears. She vaguely remembered seeing this girl before in the Underhaven but never talked to her since she was still settling in.\n\n\"Um hello...\" she said her voice was a little cracked from her ealier emotions that were leaking through her mental barrier", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Meirin did not expect this to happen. With all that occurred yesterday, she did not expect to see this boy. She felt ashamed at first, wondering why he was hugging her. Only when she glanced at Ssarak did she remember with great clarity that the two of them saved this boy as well as a few others last night. It made her glad that he survived, as it reminded her that Ssarak was right; she did save lives, despite her own self doubts. It still pained her to see the faces of those who were just out of her grasp, but for a moment she was glad that she was able to save at least one life, perhaps even more. When the boy went to embrace Ssarak, Meirin simply stood quietly until the boy let go. He opened his mouth to try to say something, but he was speechless. What else was there to say? She knew that he wanted to thank the two of them, but perhaps out of shock or shyness he could not. Meirin simply stepped over to the boy and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.**\"We're both glad that you're alive. How are you holding up?\"**Meirin than gave Ssarak a subtle but understanding look; she would speak to the boy for now, and allow him a chance to check in the Infirmary.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Leith was unsure how long he had been asleep while leaning against the wall, but when he jolted back into reality, Ssarak was gone and Meirin was talking to the student. He pushed off the wall and took a look inside the Infirmary. It was*way*too crowded for him, so he decided to stay outside and wait for Ssarak. As he walked over to Meirin, a guard approached them. The man was the exact opposite of Leith in terms of build. While Leith was tall and skinny, the guard was tall and solid. The man seemed to know Meirin. Leith made a face of mock offence and spoke to Meirin.\n\n\"Are you not going to introduce me?\" Leith shook his head and clicked his tongue at her, a smile making its way onto his face. He looked at the guard and smiled. \"My name's Leith,\" he said as he held his right hand out to the man before stopping and offering his left hand out to the man instead.*I think breaking someone's hand would be a horrible way to meet someone,*he thought as he chuckled to himself.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "**Grey Onyx**\n\nGrey was relieved that Meirin seemed to be alright. He didn't really know many students by name, so he wouldn't really feel too good if one of them died, even if he'd known her for less than 24 hours. She'd asked him if he was on patrol, and he scowled.**\"The captain ordered me to take the day off. He saw me after I fought that one demon, I was quite a mess, I'm told.\"**He explained. True, he was covered in bruises, lacerations, several of his bones were dislocated, the whole nine yards.**\"I'm a bit tired, but I feel fine. I must be the only one around here that doesn't want to take a damned break...\"**He added, seeming even more frustrated, though he quickly calmed himself down.**\"Anyway, I figured that helping the Nurses wouldn't be physical enough for the captain to get angry. I gotta be useful somehow.\"**He didn't seem all that aware of the fact that his quick recovery was... unnatural to say the least. This guy was the kind of thing that just more eerie the harder you looked at it.\n\nThe smaller man with the gauntlet piped up at this moment, and he turned to face him. Now that he was closer, he was absolutely astounded he didn't notice the man's unusual appearance earlier. Bald albino's tend to stick out. That gauntlet was even stranger, he thought. It had to be enchanted, seeing as how it's bulk made it absolutely worthless as armor.**\"Grey Onyx, of Blacklight.\"**He said as he returned the handshake. The man had offered his gauntleted hand, but withdrew it as if remembering something. Clearly he was unfamiliar with it.**\"That's an odd gauntlet there, Leith.\"**He said.**\"I take it you haven't been wearing it for long?\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx" } ]

[ { "text": "**\"I still think you should get that checked, Leith. To be reliant on a demon weapon... It's just asking for trouble.\"**Meirin commented as Leith showed off his gauntlet. It was handy she had to admit, but at the same time she didn't trust it since it was a demon-made object. They often never really work well with normal people, or so she believes. She let Leith and Grey chat with each other shortly after Ssarak came back. It seemed that the Headmaster had been injured last night, which made Meirin's heart sink. The Headmaster, the large, imposing Eysire who controls some of the strongest demons in the college, was hurt enough that he had to be put into the Infirmary? Just what sort of demons attacked them yesterday that would do so much damage? Meirin gulped and tried to ignore it. They survived; whatever attacked them yesterday was defeated. Or at least gone.\n\nSsarak also mentioned some other people too. Mar and her child, which Meirin was somewhat surprised about. She knew that Mar had been carrying a child from the rumors she's heard about her, but to have already given birth? It must have had happened yesterday, and considering what happened than, it must have been hard on her. Alaira was another name that Meirin somewhat remembered, mostly as the loud-mouth elf girl who seemed to want to fight everyone. Meirin gave her a wide birth, though that didn't mean she also didn't feel a bit sad hearing that she was also in the infirmary. Like the headmaster, Meirin imagined that Alaira must have fought some powerful demons to have in such a wounded state. And lastly, there was Aruna. But Ssarak only mentioned that he didn't see her. Meirin hoped that she got out fine, but given that she hasn't seen her at all yesterday Meirin didn't have high hopes. Meirin didn't want to think what might have become of her roommate, but it's not like Meirin could just pretend that nothing could have happened.\n\nNot wanting to dwell on such negative things Meirin decided to jump on Leith's question about what they should do now. Her first thoughts went with trying to find others to help out but she didn't know who to go to for that. Than she had another idea.**\"Well, I did break a few of my weapons last night. I'd like to go see if anyone could repair them. We might also find something to do to help out at the forge too. I'd imagine that after what happened last night, they could use anyone who could use a hammer.\"**", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\nGrey was likely too good-natured to see the 'good-eye' line as an insult or such. So naturally he payed it no mind. He was a bit incredulous at that last statement, however.**\"It... fused to your arm? you should probably get that checked...\"**the Guardsman said. Well, it wasn't like it was too much of an inconvenience or anything, they were literally standing right outside the infirmary. Leith then demonstrated what the arm could do, and Grey was impressed, if somewhat disturbed. From stories he'd heard, these types of weapons never turned out well. Though if anyone could help him, they were here.**\"Hah, no thanks. I can't afford another broken arm, that might put me out of commission for a few days.\"**\n\nThe Eysire... Ssarak he thought returned at around this time, and spoke about the various wounded he saw in there. He didn't really know anyone, save one.**\"Yes, Khan was injured last night as well, poisoned no less. Whatever was in that drink, it made Khan's demons go berserk. If what Lucilia said is true that's what started this whole mess...\"**He was quick to add the second part, however.**\"Don't worry, the situation's contained, Khan's more belligerent demons are gone and Zaad and the other one are more or less back to normal.\"**He was quiet for a moment, and he continued.**\"That's what I was fighting, you know. Khan had this one demon, though it bore more resemblance to an angry mountain that grew legs than any sort of living being. I was barely able to survive, and likely wouldn't have if it weren't for that necromancy teacher...\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx" } ]

[ { "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nAlaira rested there, thinking of the previous couple of months as she waited. It was odd, all this... Before this place she'd just drift from place to place, looking for a fight and somewhere cheap to stay for the night. She'd never considered having anything to fight for... It was nice. She watched Athalus step out, nearly tripping over some kind of box. She had to suppress a giggle there. For someone so sneaky he needed to watch where he was going.\n\nShe smiled as she saw Lyn. It was a warm smile, one she only gave when the girl was around. She giggled for real this time, reaching for the girl.**\"Hey, Mini-Mar... Did'ya miss me?\"**She said, hugging the girl tight. She listened as Athalus spoke, before giggling again.**\"You did? Aww, that's great! You don't have daddy's wussy magic...\"**Oh, how she loved messing with him. She saw him sat down, and heard him when he spoke...**\"I do what I can...\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Lyn\n\nShe leaned against her father's collarbone. His breathing a good comfort to her as she held the toy closer, her hand reached for the dagger her mother held out. Clasping the handle, Lyn gave it a little ring to let the bells fill the air with its merry sound and settled back against her father's warmth. Most students, despite her being born two months ago, thought she was too big to be held anymore. In truth, Lyn enjoyed the height and eliminate the need to take extra steps just to keep up with the adults. Nothing tired her legs out more than picking up her pace.\n\nHer cheeks became cute dimples when she smiled at her father's gesture of affection. He leaned in quick and planted a kiss on her stunned mother's face, the Naga didn't react beyond a flinch. Her face turned into a deep frown, never showing an expression until her father had turned away after his wink. Lyn's eyes peered behind him, his mirthful voice chided her mageblood, to see her mother's face soften slowly. There was a small warmth which had edged into Mar's features and made Lyn hug her father tighter, a thanks for drawing out her mother's more emotional side. It was a rarity but a pretty one to her.\n\nHowever the emotion vanished when Lyn felt her father's body jerk forward.\n\nSeveral things happened when her father tripped over the crossbow. First, her mother's expression dropped and her tail flickered out only to stop abruptly in mid-movement when he caught his footing again. The second was her arm tightly squeezing the toy which seemed to rustle uncomfortable at her father's clumsiness, her eyes scrunched tightly and fear pulsed through her in expecting the fall. Finally, her father's outrage before he realized the true culprit was [i[his[/i] weapon.\n\n\"Well, it appears you found your answer,\" came her mother's reply in a firm tone. It sounded like it held a trace of sarcastic, proof her father's habits had started to infect her mother, causing Lyn to snicker softly against her father's neck and smile more.\n\nIn moments they were outside where the sunlight blinded her, her face buried deeper as she whimpered in protest. It was so much brighter out here than in the den that it took a bit for her eyes to adjust. Despite that, she still flickered out her snake like tongue and caught Alaira's scent. While still in the crib, Lyn had discovered everyone had a unique scent and some aspect of that scent faintly told her their mageblood.She had only been able to determine a few to date yet she always knew Alaira's without a mistake. Mainly because it was mixed with hot steel and sweat since her Aunt was usually in combat sparing.\n\nWhen that hit her tongue, Lyn was ignoring the pain in her eyes and reaching for Alaira's direction. She was still too drained to walk upright as she had used her blood for the first time. The only reason she was active and not weak was because she had been too excited to lay down, the adrenaline was her only source of energy and even that was up and down. It wouldn't be long until she needed take a nap. She smiled at listening to Alaria's giggle and feeling the strong arms wrapped about he when she went from her father to her aunt. It pretty much the safest place to be really, at least in Lyn's opinion. As Alaira called her by her nick name and asked a question, Lyn nodded quickly in reply. Yes, yes she did why won't she? The squeezing hug which followed had made her giggle and squeak in delight as she returned it. Slowly, her head rested on her aunt's shoulder while she enjoyed the conversation between the two. Her toy was still held in her elbow where it tightly latch on for dear life.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Colette\n\nShe was surprised and shocked when Lucilia called her and some other people and was even more shocked when she received news that she was going on a mission. She pondered it as she went back to her room getting anything she needed for the trip when she froze. \"Oh god what happens if I dont have access to blood\" she thought not knowing as a full vampire she now had control over her blood lust. She took deep breaths and forced herself to relax \"I will have to try controlling it during the mission. She made sure her things were prepared grabbing her cage of bats that were begging for her attention by their usual screeches. She slowly left looking back at her beloved room before leaving completely.\n\nShe meet with the others and quickly got nervous at seeing unfamiliar faces ahead of her. The fear that they would look at her with disgust and hatred like others have in her past quickly filled her mind but she forced herself to stay there so they could head out for the mission", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "**Coco Bean**\n\n... Her leaves rustled the moment she recognized the words.*Forest of Symphony*. That was her home. And rogue mages were in there, doing Xiah-knows-what. When the briefing was done and her decision was made, she looked like a cactus. A rather... Soft and brightly colored cactus, that was for sure, but her leaves surely stood on end, sharper than they had ever been in her life before. With maybe the exception of the demon attack... And the time the Syphis hunted her... And that time she accidentally touched something she wasn't supposed to touch on a fleshling.\n\nShe didn't have much in the way of material possessions, and the only one of such things she truly cared about, was the spear that Alaira had given to her, months ago. She grabbed it as soon as she had reached her spot in the gardens. It had been leaning against the wall of the overgrown cottage, with a small box of clothing next to it. She dug through the wooden box and pulled out a pair of leather pauldrons. She tied the pauldrons to her shoulders, carefully placing them over her delicate and fully blossomed shoulder pads, with laces that went down her chest and all the way around her ribcage. When both pauldrons were secure, she grabbed the spear and straightened her back. She rolled her shoulders a bit, then turned around and leaned against the wall.\n\nHer leaves pressed themselves against her head and neck, left hand fingers brushing against the smooth surface of her communication rune.\n\nThen she walked.\n\nMinutes, accompanied by the silence of the gardens and then the stares she felt from other students, passed. She found herself nearing the West Gate, as instructed, where she was able to pick up several familiar scents. Grey was the first one. She hadn't talked to him enough, and she was always curious about fleshlings. Plus, it seemed like a good time to socialize and take her mind away from the Forest, Foreas and the Great Tree.\n\n**\"Oh! Grey, right?\"**Coco said, in her uniquely chipper way, even though the rune wasn't able to change its voice's tone, her body language was another thing.**\"And...\"**she flicked a finger at the pointy metal end of the spear,**\"you're collecting papers? What are they about? You're a Guard, right? I know you were there in the briefing. So why is a Guard coming with us?\"**\n\nShe knelt down near Grey and put her hand on one of the papers, then grabbed the page and passed it to Grey, hand soon free to wave Althalus a greeting. As silent as the man was, Coco had learned to recognize his scent.\n\n**\"Actually, that's a silly question,\"**She muttered, then perked up, facing Grey,**\"have you ever visited the Forest of Symphony?\"**And there she went again, mind back to home and its troubles.", "username": "Frettzo", "char_name": "Coco Bean" } ]

[ { "text": "*Althalus*\n\nAs the guardsman arrived, Althalus was feeling better about the venture. People tended to immediately go for the biggest, most armored, toughest looking opponent. Grey fit at least one requirement. Which meant that more people would be going for him, and that would allow the assassin to get a free shot at someone's back. And it was always better to kill a mage from behind, where they couldn't see you, than the front, where they tended to throw most of their nasty little spells. As the man tripped and fell, spilling papers everywhere and asking for help, Althalus shrugged. Why not? It's not like he had anything better to do. Setting his crossbow down on the wagon bed, he chased down the farthest reaching ones, coming up with a handful. He waved back at Coco before glancing down at the wanted posters. As he returned to Grey, Althalus exclaimed, \"Hey! I know these guys! They're the Arson brothers. Nice bunch of kids. Tend to have a penchant for burning things, which is why they changed their last name to Arson, but they're nice. Though, you have each of them as different people on five different wanted posters.\" Riffling through the remaining papers, he commented on them. \"Ah, No-Finger Pete. Surprisingly good with a knife. I know for a fact that Billy here is dead, and has been for several years now, and yet they persist on posting wanted posters for him. He's probably laughing himself silly in whatever dark pit he was thrown in. Hey, it's Sally! What a little hellion. Castrated a man with her teeth once. Shame she decided to try and travel to Ghannos. Reverend Parker! Revered servant of Aarem and master torturer. He also makes a very good rat stew.\"\n\nGlancing up as he gave the papers back to Grey, Althalus shrugged. \"What? I grew up in Port Slaughter. Everyone there is a criminal, it's just a matter of if you are a*legal*criminal. The nobles abuse their power and protect and pay the guards, the guards abuse their power and ensure that the peasants pay their taxes and don't kill the nobles in a violent uprising, and the peasants do the best they can, committing a variety of crimes in the name of survival. Or, in the case of some, just because they find it ridiculously fun.\" He caught a glimpse of the last poster and barely kept himself from grinning. It was a drawing of his mask. Well, not exactly his mask. There were a few minor differences, but the essence of it was the same.*This is going to be fun.*\"I'd be careful if you started going for that one.\" He said, tapping a finger on the poster. \"Even when I was in Port Slaughter he was well known. 'The Terror of the Port' they called him. About as solid as smoke, they claimed. They claimed he was as ruthless as the nobles, but with the martial skill of the guards and the subtlety skill of the thieves. Any death that went unexplained was placed at his feet. They claim he left a calling card at the site of each death, a gold coin, caked with blood.\" Then Althalus shrugged again. \"Then again, they also claimed he was so handsome that the Baroness fell in love with him, that the Baron's children are actually 'The Terror of the Port's children, that he has the stamina of not one, but three gods, and that he was so silver tongued that a guardswoman once gave him her armor, her weaponry, and her maidenhood, all because he asked.\" He gave a smirk. \"Obviously, the tale has grown with the telling. I doubt that he actually exists.\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Althalus Marik" }, { "text": "Meirin had not expected to be called to Lucilia's office for a mission. It sounded quite similar to jobs she would take back at the monastery, and indeed it was pretty much the same thing she'd do: She'd escort some travelers to the nearest city. Of course this time they were part of a caravan, but it was still the same, if only a bit more dangerous. Especially since Lucilia says that they may face demons along the way, which Meirin was confident that she could handle. She actually had a bit of difficulty chose what weapon in her armory she wanted to take with her. She wanted to take some of her star knives, but she felt that they would be too obvious as weapons if she took them. Instead she took two pairs of*Lungchuan tamo*as well as what appeared to be a long-handled shovel, but was in fact a*Monk's Spade*. Perhaps one of the most used weapons back at the monastery and something of a signature weapon. Bandits would know to fear this weapon while travelers would know where she comes from with it. It reminded her of home and how close to it she was going to be. Unfortunately Hysteria didn't go past the mountains, so she wouldn't be able to stop by.\n\nOther things Meirin took was clothing she'd need for traveling as well as some of her medicine. Speaking of medicine, Meirin took more of her pills and noted that she was running low. She'd need to stop by the infirmary to get more. Once she had finished she headed to the Infirmary to pick up more medicine, than to the meeting spot. Ssarak was already there. \"Hello Ssarak. I guess you and I are the first ones here, huh?\" Meirin was almost shaking with excitement.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\nIt wasn't a comfortable ride, to be sure.Though technically Mar was bigger, Grey had by far the bulkiest frame, and thus took up the most space. As such, he had accidently elbowed people quite a few times. The ride was very, very quiet, a situation he had tried to rectify many times. However, he found it unnerving how... quiet his companions were, Coco being the exception. Mar seemed to be the least... sociable, though she always seemed angry about... something. He had spent most of the trip wondering if he'd done anything wrong. Coco, however, was different. The only one with anything resembling a sunny disposition. He was none too happy about having her tag along, it wasn't right to have such a nice girl thrown into this world of blood and mayhem headfirst like this. The other missions were about hunting monsters or protecting a wagon, they were a bona fide hit squad.\n\nThen... they arrived. It was a nightmare, death filled the streets, mutilated bodies were everywhere. Drawing his axe and affixing his shield, he hopped off the cart as he listened to the guide speak, he was honestly debating whether he was mute before this moment. He found one unnerving theme among the violence; decay. Decay everywhere he looked, it made no sense. Then he remembered his brief fight with Khan's spindly demon, the one with the... unique manner of speech.**\"Beware. It's obvious this is the work of a Noxomancer. Decay, as you can probably tell. These cowards are fond of tricks, be on your guard.\"**He said, mostly for Coco's and perhaps Leith's benefit. Athalus was a Noxomancer himself if he recalled correctly, and he overestimated Mar's knowledge of magic (how was he supposed to know magic was stupidly rare in Naga?). Meanwhile, while he wasn't sure about Leith, Coco was... flighty. He wasn't sure if she knew anything of magebloods that weren't her own.\n\nOne house, however, seemed untouched. Naturally, this warranted investigation and his position as indestructible brute made him the choice for door duty. However some... child had shouted when he tried opening it, spouting nonsense. Athalus spoke up at about this time.**\"He is clearly unhinged, the last time I underestimated a child it nearly cost me my last eye.\"**He said calmly, glancing at the kid now and then to make sure he didn't have a crossbow or somesuch.**\"We could try diplomacy...\"[b] He said, looking over the group. Athalus and Mar were bad choices, Athalus less so. Leith would likely scare the village dweller, and Grey himself was no better... However... [b]\"Coco!\"**He called.**\"Could you try to calm the boy down?\"**He asked. He'd never met anyone that didn't like the plant girl...", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx" }, { "text": "And sure enough the grass was lit aflame. First it was only a few smoking reeds, but the grass was dry and the weather was arid. It didn't take long before the smoking grass became a full fire, and eventually the entire caravan was surrounded by a blazing inferno. If anyone was in the grass would be a mystery; there was no screams, no shouting, not even the sound of people rustling out of the grass. And with fire came smoke as well; the caravan was covered in a thick, choking smoke. The caravan's horses began to panic and the caravaneers lost control of them. They rushed off into the smoke, presumably towards the bridge but visual confirmation was next to impossible right now.Turning back wasn't an option; what was once a dirt path is now sixty yards of flesh-rending fire. The air was growing increasingly thin as well, and if the fire did not immolate the students of the college, it would suffocate them like a noose.\n\nBut the bandits weren't completely gone. Ever pragmatic, the two \"duelists\" went to the other side of the bridge, where they were safely away from the blazing wild fire. And the caravan indeed did go onto the bridge, but that only served to make the bandits all the more intimidating. Mainly because they were about to cut the ropes to the bridge, and plummet the entire caravan into the river below. \"Ya know, I heard there be some fools who'd fight us, but you lot at a cut above the rest trying to kill yourselves first! Ah, but I got nothing but pity for ya. Now than, to business eh? Give us yer wagon and we won't let yer plummet to yer death below. That River is only ten feet deep, but with rapid waters and sharp rocks! It's not going to save you, but we'll be fine picking through your remains if we gots to. So what'll it be? The wagon, or a watery grave?\" The bandits were already half-way through cutting the rope. Expecting someone to try to pull a fast one and kill them both, they would cut the rope upon death, and condemn the caravan to a fall anyways. Also, the other side of the bridge would soon catch on fire. The bridge itself is old and but sturdy, but it would only take a few minutes for the fire to also chew through the ropes on the other side, which would also cause the bridge to fall into the river below.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nAlaira laughed as the flames went up. Even if there weren't any bandits in there, one thing was clear; she*loved*fire. She affixed her mace to her belt loop as she took stock of the increasingly bleak situation. Everything was on fire, she doubted that all of the caravan would survive (Who cares? not like there was anything important in those fucking wagons. Just some food and shit), and the bastards were gonna cut the rope. However, she had succeeded in creating the mother of all distractions. She pat Ssarak on the shoulder as she moved through the smoke, towards the water.**\"Make sure they don't see me...\"**She said as she reached the bank, leaping over with her Aeromancy. Now she was quiet, very quiet. She wasn't wearing her clanking armor and the whole place was**on fire**so they likely wouldn't notice her cross below the bridge, especially not with Ssarak helping her.\n\nShe crept up behind them, her time spent hunting made her quite stealthy when she wanted to be. Did she like it? no, she found it unfair, but they weren't exactly being fair themselves. Using all her strength, she grabbed them, pulling them back as hard as she could as she whipped around, throwing them to the ground as she readied her mace.**\"Here's a different plan! You fight me like men or die like cowards!\"**She shouted.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "**Aramir**\n\nHer redundant check of her equipment was cut short by the arrival of their guide. She packed her gear and then walked or rode in the wagon, refusing to ride a horse. She did this for two reasons. One, she didn't know how to ride a horse. Two, there was no way that she was going to get on something that big (She, after all, only came to the horses' shin. Barely.) and try to make it go in the direction she wanted it to. She had all too vivid images of the horse flinging her off with a shake of its head, or a buck, or something, and then she'd go flying through the air and crash into the ground. No, she was perfectly fine walking, thank you very much. Though, she mildly regretted that decision when they had to travel past Tyrael's little warning to any more attacks on the College. Where those who had horses could merely trot a good distance up wind and away from it all, she was forced to stay behind and put up with it. Still, compared to most of her past hunting trips, this one was rather pleasant. No biting winds, no cold, no local wildlife that wanted to eat her that blended in perfectly with the background, all in all, things were quite nice.\n\nWhen they finally stopped, Aramir sat down on the ground, a little separate from most of the group. A familiar uneasiness was growing in her, as she realized that they were in mostly complete and utter silence, broken only by their guide talking, and the occasional quiet noise from the horses. As Eural described the Roc and its strength and weaknesses, she listened intently, feeling herself relax. This was familiar territory. This she could understand and work with. Thus, with a small note of relief in her voice, she asked her own questions. \"How good is its hearing? How smart is it? Could it, for example, hear a small sound we might make approaching? Or see the ballista being aimed at it and recognize it immediately as a weapon and a threat? I assume we're going to approach it during twilight or night time if we find it at its nest. After all, it's better to not be seen by the angry bird that could kill us in a heartbeat.\" She paused for a moment, considering anything else that may be of use to know. \"Is there a chance that there might be more than one Roc at the nest? Do they typically nest in pairs?\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Aramir Ryk(generally does not give her last name)" }, { "text": "\"Dammit, Alaira!\"\n\nMeirin tried in vane to stop the fire from spreading. She always knew Alaira was a bit unhinged, but was she trying to kill them all?! How was this even suppose to be remotely helpful? Meirin did a quick movement to blow the smoke out of their faces, but she couldn't do that more than once before she started coughing. Fighting the flames was pointless, but they could still escape with the caravan. Meirin followed the tracks and got onto the bridge, only to see that the bandits were still there and they were now in a much more precious situation. At least before they had a fighting chance, but now the bandits threaten to cut the bridge if they don't give into their demands. Ssarak relayed a mental message suggesting to give into the bandits demands and they try to kill them afterwards, but of course, Alaira was a loose-cannon. She vaulted over the bank under the assumption no one would see her burst out of the fire, and tried to pull the bandits down. All she succeed in doing was cutting the last rope keeping the bridge up.\n\nMeirin had to act fast, at least fast enough to fix this mess. She knew little to no magic that could save the rope, but she could still use her body. Just as the rope split Meirin grabbed onto it, and than reached out to grab the post it was tied to. Using her own body to hold the bridge up she could feel her body ripping apart from the weight, but she held together. For now. \"GO! GO ACROSS THE BRIDGE NOW, DAMMIT!\" Meirin screamed as tears begin to form across her body.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nThe trip was done in silence. Annabeth took it upon herself to man the balista should it be needed, taking some advice from one of the guards before they left. While she knew how to operate it, it was much different from her bow, and the best she could do was apply her knowledge with bows to the balista. At the very least, it made her feel a bit more comfortable being behind such a powerful weapon. Going through the east side of the college, Annabeth did her best not to pay attention to the staked demon heads. They were rotting on their spikes, but when Annabeth would dare steal a glance at them, she swore that they were looking at her, watching her. She shuttered and her had eyes closed doing most of the trip through, until the smell of their decaying skulls weren't on her nose. Once they came to a stop Annabeth opened her eyes.\n\nGetting her meal from the horse bags, Annabeth's lunch was just some hardtack bread, water, and dried fruits. Not the most luxurious meal, but if they're expected to be out here for long, she packed only want didn't spoil if left out. As they ate their guide, Eural, explained more about the Roc. Form what Annabeth was hearing, the roc was well out of their league. Eural made the roc out to be some sort of monster, which in hindsight it was. Annabeth wavered for a moment before steeling her resolve.*\"No! I chose this mission. I'll see through it to the end. Besides, we have a balista. No monster, no matter how big, could just shrug something like that off.\"*Annabeth tried to assure herself. When Eural was done talking he wanted to know if they had any questions. Aramir shot off a few questions, which Annabeth followed up on.**\"Are we the first ones to try to take out this roc? Do you think we can lure it away with the horses, or any other beast near by? Do you think it'll try to eat us, or maybe even bring us back to it's nest?'**Fighting the roc was certainly something on her mind, but any way to avoid a direct confrontation was just as good.\n\nCaravan Escort\n\nThe in chaos that ensued, the caravan barely made it across the bridge. The fire was spreading to the bridge however and threaten to bring it down. The bandits got to their feet quickly and drew their weapons at Alaira. But they knew that they were outnumbered, and didn't have any leverage. One of the bandits threw down a smoke bomb to cover their escape. They ran quickly for their lives, hoping that the guards would be too concerned to protecting the caravan to give chase. But now the college students had one more problem, one that could not be defeated with blades. The ropes snapped on the other side of the bridge just as the cart crossed.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" }, { "text": "Struggling through holding the rope, Meirin didn't relax even when Ssarak and Darius came across. She certainly didn't when she saw something sneak out from behind the caravan. At first she thought a bandit might have sneaked onto the cart, but what she saw was much worse. \"Lyn!?\" It was Mar's and Athalus's child, of all things. She seemed to have come out to help and managed to manipulate the ropes to holding together. This allowed the caravan enough time to get across and Meirin let go, ready to leave as well. But than she saw Lyn fall. Worse, she saw from afar that the fire was now eating the ropes. Meirin wished she could have taken the time to talk to the others about what she was going to do, but they really didn't have time to talk. Despite the pain, Meirin ran out to pick up Lyn. As the bridge was falling, Meirin was unsure if she could make it. She did something so stupid, it might have topped what Alaira did. Meirin threw Lyn towards the solid ground, off the bridge and hopefully to safety. When the bridge snapped and fell, Meirin could only think that somehow, someway, she was going to have to survive this. If not, that at least she dies in her hope country.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "*Doors.*\n\nDoors were such brilliant inventions, he missed doors. If he had had a door he could have gotten out and slapped whoever was bumping his coffin around. Though if he could get out after he had slapped said person he would likely have been on his merry way. He did have things to do after all, if he ever got out. The previous people to cart him around had not been quite so careless. There had been the occasional bump along the road as was to be expected but this ruckus? No it was entirely undignified and he wasn't really keen of being in the hands of bandits again. They were loud and noisy and not a lot of fun to be around when you couldn't punch them. Then he felt himself tip up, he would have put his hands above his head if there had been enough room, which there wasn't, slumping at the top of the coffin he groaned. What he didn't expect was for when his legs pushed up against the lid it opened and fell. Daylight rushing into the coffin, fresh air, the smell of the grass and the flowers... he didn't really notice any of it anymore but he could imagine it being there. He stood up, his clothes being exposed to the elements or what was left of his clothes fell to the ground. He picked up the cane and began walking when he heard the shriek.\n\nHe turned to face the Roc eating some poor morsel. \"Well, I don't suppose your species is any friendlier now than it was the last time it was about now would it be? No. I don't suppose it is.\" He looked around, there wasn't exactly anything nearby he could defend himself against a Roc with. He wasn't exactly sure what kind of fighting capability his body had and he didn't really have any runes or the ability to make any runes and he wasn't going to hide back in the coffin. So what did he do? Would he run? No, how would that look. A skeleton running away from a*Giant bird*. Such a thing would be ridiculous. No, he held his cane elegantly and began walking away slowly, making sure to make as little noise as possible, if he could just make it to the treeline without it noticing he'd be in the clear. To run to the treeline would likely grab its attention.\n\nBesides, it felt good to walk again.*Oh look, a butterfly.*", "username": "Sep", "char_name": "Arcadius" }, { "text": "Meirin wished she could have known what was happening. It was all just too fast for her. First she threw Lyn, than she began to fall, than everything turned black. She didn't know what to make of it. If this was what death was like, it was awfully anti-climactic. Least of all since she never imagined her end would simply be falling into a river in Djarkel. Kind of disappointing. Whether Ssarak's arms was a better turn of events or not didn't really register in Meirin's mind.\n\nHer head was throbbing, her arms felt like they were both on fire, and she was certain she was bleeding. Truthfully however she didn't strain her arms enough to actually tear them out, but they were pulled out of socket, which didn't make things feel any more comfortable for her. Not one to linger on weakness however, as Meirin struggled to move off of Ssarak, she put her shoulders back into position, with a sickening and unnatural crunching sound. Despite being somewhat ready for this, she still screamed out in pain, and even did the same with her other arm. This was, at best, a rudimentary solution to her problems however, and she would like to see a professional healer to ensure that she makes a full recovery. But that wasn't on her mind right now. All she could think about was the pain and trying not to make a mess of herself in front of Ssarak. Meirin couldn't even say anything that didn't come out as a pained whimper. All she could think about was a single phrase while leaning weakly against Ssarak's body.*\"I'm so weak...\"*\n\nDespite her thoughts, Meirin knew she had to get out of here. Once she gathered enough of her strength to stand steady she began to walk. She didn't really know where she was going, but she was starting to become more lucid, and knew that she was looking for some way out of the riverbed and back to the caravan. Her body was swaying and she was still staggering, but she was determined to get back to the caravan. She had something to say to Alaira, and it was this fury that fueled Meirin.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nAlaira laid there, holding Lyn in her arms... Shaking, she reached in her pocket, and pulled out her two emergency Vitamancy runes. She got these several years back, but had never had them when she needed them. One for Lyn, and one for Meirin, if she lived...**\"I-I'm so sorry Lyn... So sorry...\"**She coughed out, tears running down her face as she pressed the rune against Lyn's forehead. The rune would heal any thing on her save the ridiculously life threatening, like getting severed in half. But she understood the child quite well, and she knew what she was thinking... She looked to her left, Ssarak had indeed saved Meirin...**\"Lyn... M-mei's fine, Lyn... Stop crying...\"**She said, coughing onto the ground some more as she ran a hand through her hair...\n\nShe shoved the other stone into Lyn's hand and set her down onto the ground beside her.**\"P-press that against... Against Mei's Head like I...\"**She paused, coughing some more.**\"Like I did with you...\"**It wasn't a moment after she finished directing her that she fell unconscious...", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "-rips out-", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak did not notice Lyn's cues to her hunger until he finished his question to Meirin and he happened to hear her thoughts. He was hungry himself, so he could imagine that it would be the same for the little girl.\n\n\"Oh, of course, we must not forget about you, Lyn. With all you have been through, i imagine you are starved.\" He said before turning his head to Meirin. \"I am going to take a few moments to get Lyn a meal, and perhaps one for myself. Just head to a room when you are ready to use the room and I will meet you there.\"\n\nAs Ssarak carefully took Lyn's hand, removing his gauntlets first and placing them into his bag so that she would not have to grab onto steel. Being mindful of the other patrons, he walked over closer to the fire so that she could get a better look at what was cooking. No doubt it was food for other patrons, but it would give an idea of what the innkeeper had for sale. \"What is it that you are used to eating, Lyn?\" He asked.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Lyn\n\nLyn smiled, slightly relieved someone had noticed her problem, and nodded in agreement to show her understanding. Again, her middle growled like some fierce beast and dug deeper, making her wiggle in place where she sat. She watched eagerly as Ssarak finished his conversation with Mei then paced around the table to where she was located. Not waiting for long, Lyn swung her legs about the wooden bench and hop off just when the Esyire approached. When her soles hit the hard floor she raised her hand to take Ssarak's, no longer covered by steel gauntlet, and tightly squeezed it while he lead the way.\n\nHer hunger seemed to grow with their distance closing in. Thicker the smells became until it seemed to wash over her in a pleasant wave and her eyes lit up in enjoyment. The warmth from the fire stroked over her skin, chasing any remaining cold from her easily, letting her eyes wander. There was little fear about being separated since her hand was secured by Ssarak. Bodies crowded about the man with the soup pot, his ladle dipped in and scooped a portion into a wooden bowl for each request. He only paused when it came to cutting into the chickens still roasting on the fire where they were prevented from cooling. Their flesh had slightly blackened and crisp, tickled by the wafting heat and dripped into the fire's very core where they sizzled into nothing.\n\nAfter he had maneuvered her past the other rustling patrons, he then asked her what she would like. Inattentively she flicked out her narrow, snake like tongue to absorb the scents in the same fashion as she inwardly debated on what she wanted. Mei had mentioned something about barley soup and it had made her curious, but that wasn't what Ssarak had asked.\n\nHer finger pointed at the chicken showing him she usually ate meat. Despite the truth, her eyes drifted back to the scents coming from the pot and bread, a slight desire lingering in her face. It seemed like it might be good. Namely since Mei had seemed to like it. Though she hadn't counted on the fact that the broth might not last long within her system (fact stated by Mar) and that meant she would be hungry again a few hours later. For some odd reason meat, either raw or cooked, lasted longer in her system and seemed to be an inherited trait from her mother. Another thought was it was because she was growing at an extreme rate.\n\n'I eat meat…but…' Lyn hadn't pried her eyes away from the pot still. Part of her wished her mother was here since she would know what to do and how to handle it, namely ensuring none of the food went to waste.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak listened and picked up on Lyn's thoughts. It made sense that she would eat meat, given who her mother was, but he had wanted to be sure. He was aware that Naga ate meat pretty much exclusively, but he did not know if it was just a strong preference, as with Esyire, or a nutritional requirement. There were some beings who could eat*only*meat and would become sick, and could even die, if they ate some types of plants. It was easy to tell that she wanted to try the soup, but since he did not know if that was the case with Lyn, he decided to air on the side of caution.\n\n\"If you normally eat meat, then we should stick with that for now. Some meat-eating creatures become sick if they eat anything but meat. I do not know if that is true for you, but let's be safe. When we return you to your mother, I can help you ask her for different kinds of foods. Does that sound good?\" Ssarak asked, though it was more of a rhetorical question, as he had already made the decision on what to order. When the innkeeper came around to him, he ordered enough chicken for both himself and Lyn. He was tempted to order another item for himself, but he elected not to so that he did not make Lyn feel jealous by tempting her with something else she might want.\n\nOnce the order was placed, Ssarak looked down to Lyn once more. \"It should not be too long before our chicken is ready. Come, let's go over to Alaira while we wait.\" He said. Ssarak knew that Alaira had spent more time than most around Lyn since her birth, so Lyn was no doubt quite familiar with her, and therefore comfortable around her. Given Alaira's personality, he found it strange that she seemed to care so much about Lyn, but he had no doubt that her compassion was genuine. No matter how reckless she was, Ssarak had no doubt that Alaira would not willingly put Lyn into harm's way. As Ssarak walked up to Alaira with Lyn, he gave her a serious expression, but he had no intention to have the inevitable argument with her just yet. There was no reason to have Lyn around for that. \"Alaira.\" He said simply to grab her attention. \"I would like to have a...conversation with you soon, but for now, I need to help Meirin deal with her injuries. Once we finish our meals, could you watch after Lyn? I do not want to leave her alone in this place.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nAlaira took the tankard almost as quickly as it had been slammed down. She couldn't help but smile, just a little bit. Few things could equal the simple pleasure of a good drink. She took a swig, and she wasn't disappointed. It wasn't the best mead she had ever had, but it was up there... She'd give the guy a tip if she had any money to spare. Mysteriously, her purse had become lighter... In any event, this had been relaxing, but she couldn't shake a sense of immense dread.\n\nThat made itself apparent when Ssarak had approached. It was difficult with that snout of his, but she could tell he wasn't happy. She simply stared as he spoke, her face grim.**\"Injuries? I had a rune delivered. She should be fine.\"**She said, her voice neutral. Could Lyn have lost it? No, not likely. They were probably too busy being all indecisive about it. Even if it had been a disaster, at least she actually did something rather than sit around talking about it. She looked down at Lyn... She was alright... She smiled softly and held her arms open, inviting the girl to her lap. She could have said something, but with the hybrid child words didn't seem to matter all that much.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Crossark (User:Talk) 10:26 PM 7 December, 2014 - Reverted 1 edit by Crossark: Copyediting. Possible Vandalism.", "username": "Crossark", "char_name": "Cynn Ellime" }, { "text": "[[snip]]", "username": "Crossark", "char_name": "Cynn Ellime" }, { "text": "**Pitch Black**\n\nAs soon as the elf started running her hand along everywhere on herself she could get to, }Pitch raised an eyebrow. He noticed that the places he could see were covered in scars. He blinked a few times, now noticing how many there were. He felt a twinge of sympathy toward her. What had happened? It mustn't have been pretty, considering they were all over. When she seemed to snap back into the moment, he hardly noticed she was talking. He completely ignored her question.\n\n\"Well, what happened there?\" he asked, eyeing her suspiciously. \"Looks like you were ripped to shreds. I wonder how that feels... That could be fun, depending on what was doing the shredding...\" he rambled on for a few moments, explaining how he thought the best way to be shredded up is, and by whom. When he finished, he realized how long he'd been talking.\n\n\"Oh, my apologies. What was that?\" he asked, a more gentlemanly smile on his face than you'd expect from an insane person.", "username": "louie221", "char_name": null }, { "text": "**Cynn Ellime**\nCynn felt slightly violated by Pitch's stare, but she was more annoyed that he hadn't listened to her at all, choosing to rant about his own masochism instead. For once, however - though it was unknown to her at the time - she didn't feel empty and sad. It wasn't that big of a step up, but it was one.\n\nAnyhow, the young elf was pretty angry at the man in front of her. She repeated her question with a much more determined and bitter tone, not noticing that she had gone back to covering up one of the scars on her left arm.\n\n\"I said,\" Cynn began, \"How long have you studied at the College. I've been...out for a bit, and you're the first person I've met upon returning, so... I'd just like to know, okay?\"", "username": "Crossark", "char_name": "Cynn Ellime" }, { "text": "\"You*are*a brute.\" Darius said as he shifted his stance, both relieved and disappointed that he didn't have to stop a fight. \"But that does not mean you need to stay one. Think before you act, and today will not repeat itself.\" He turned around and got ready to hop off the roof, but before he did, he spoke over his shoulder. \"It does not look like you are alone now. That child seems to enjoy your company.\" With that he jumped down onto the ground below.\n\nDarius sighed as he made his way back to the inn. Hopefully, the problem would be solved for this mission. He had no idea if the events at the bridge would stay with the half-elf after the mission was over. It wouldn't be his problem after, so he didn't really care that much about it. He opened the door to the inn and scanned the room to see if Ssarak was still around. He was, so Darius went to the bar and ordered two mugs of mead. Once he had them, he made his way to Ssarak's table and sat down across from him. He offered the dragon man a mug. \"I think we need to celebrate surviving today.\" Darius smiled. \"Let us hope that we will not have to celebrate this every night.\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Darius Jura" }, { "text": "**Pitch Black**\n\nPitch noticed her hand running up her arm again. He grinned, a soft chuckle coming from his lips. When she spoke, he could hear her frustration and he chuckled a bit more.\n\n**Frustration**, he though, **frustration! Ha ha ha haaaa!**He rubbed his hands together, now actually paying attention to what she had asked. How long had he been there, she asked him. Hmmm. He had already lost count, but he knew he'd been there at least a few days. He mentally stabbed himself for losing count so quickly.\n\n\"Oh, I've just gotten here. Arrived a few days ago.\" he paused, watching her caress her own arm. What the hell was she doing? She seemed like a canine that attempted to scratch*itself*. \"What the hell're you doing?\" he asked, fully aware of the sarcastic tone in his voice.", "username": "louie221", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "**_Alaira Taenn_**\n\nAlaira smirked as she shifted her boot slightly, pressing it into the downed goon's throat a little harder. She had heard Ssarak, but she simply shrugged. **\"You won't hurt me.\"** she said simply, eyeing the increasingly unfortunate man as he spoke. She growled, pressing it in a little harder. **\"Damn right I can take the lot of ya. After I crush your little throat, I could _easily_ snap all your worthless necks with both arms chopped off.\"** She growled, before hearing Ssarak speak again.\n\n_Look at this asshole, thinks this is just random crazy..._ She thought idly... Ssarak might catch that, actually. While extreme pain was to be had from any attempts to peer into her mind, idle surface thoughts could be picked up off of her with no issue. She gave Ssarak the finger without even looking to him, looking down to the guard again. Now, this plan was impulsive and stupid but it was a plan at least. She hadn't just crushed them on an assumption, like she usually would. In fact, if Meirin hadn't spoken to her yesterday she would have just gone into all-out 'stab the guards' mode. \n\nWhile she was not so sure of her original thoughts, the fact that the guards meant no harm was yet to be confirmed, so more scary. **\"Look,\"** She began, her voice slightly more friendly and less growly, but still absolutely terrifying. **\"I could have just talked this out with you, but let's be honest. I trust you much, much more like this, with my boot on your throat. See, you know I'm one crazy bitch, as I've just demonstrated and my friends have clearly validated.\"** She gestures around.\n\n**\"So you know, if you lie to me or make me _unhappy_, I'll kill you. And don't think I won't, the last bridge that pissed me off got burned down...\"** She shifts her boot a little, though is sure not to crush the little bastard. **\"I've had a very, very bad year... So tell me, are you lot planning anything?!\"** It was then that she felt something grab her arm... Ssarak? No, it couldn't be, he wouldn't just grab her out of the blue like that, she might accidentally kill the poor bastard... It was then that she felt it. \n\nImmediately, a searing pain entered her mind, like a thousand angry bees, stabbing and screeching at evey corner of her mind. Broken images of her life flashed before her, too fast to focus. Emotions were out of control, rage, fear, loneliness, guilt... Immediately, she clutched her head, howling in extreme agony as she was pulled away. She would have likely killed the guard had Ssarak not done that, simply from losing control of her body. She thrashed, the pain unceasing, unending. It sounded strange, that such a proud woman could make such a pitiful sound... **\"NomoreNomoreNomorenomore!!!\"** She moaned out, slamming her head against the cart as sobs went along with her wailing...", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "In a move that did not surprise Meirin, Alaira went and attacked one of the guards. She had a mixture of anger and worry; one one hand Meirin was pissed that Alaira had once again acted on her own, but than again Meirin did feel rather suspicious of these guards anyways. She did wish that Alaira would have been more... Subtle. And understandably just about everyone took up arms and readied themselves for a fight. The guardsmen took out their meager weapons and Meirin almost pitied them. But that doesn't mean that she wouldn't kill them if they had to fight. The guards argued against Alaira and frankly, Meirin agreed with them. Alaira may be right for the wrong reasons however, and Meirin was still angry at how quickly Alaira kept jumping into these fights.\n\nBefore anyone could take a swing at each other however two more people came across from the bridge. Meirin didn't notice them until Ssarak gave her a telepathic message. She glanced at the two newcomers and her face grew darker. Where the others had emblems that didn't belong to these lands, the man in the robes did. In fact, Meirin knew the emblem and the baron the emblem belongs to. She didn't need to know more for her to figure out they've found themselves in a bad position. [i]\"Ssarak, I think I know why these guardsmen are here. They must be allies to the local barony, and that man with the staff must be their superior. We need to settle this peacefully; the last thing we need is to be branded as criminals for assaulting guardsmen.\"[/i] Meirin would have tried to keep an empty head, but frankly she had no ways to fend against Psychomancers. If for some reason they want to enter her mind there was little that she could do to stop them, so she went ahead and made her thoughts so Ssarak would at least read them. \n\n\"We're merely heading towards Hysteria to sell our cargo. We had a run in with bandits just the day before, and our friend here has been on edge since than. Please understand, she only wishes to protect the merchandise and... Us.\" Meirin choked on that last word. She didn't want to reveal Lyn's presence to these guardsmen less they try to do something to harm her. And if they did... Even Meirin would not be able to control herself. Images of children in her past flashed in her mind as she thought about protecting Lyn. Gritting her teeth and tightening her grip on her staff Meirin watched the guards to see who would make the first mistake.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "_Lyn _\n\nAfter Lyn had dropped the toy outside and made sure it would stay, she had pulled her upper half back inside rather quickly. She had barely concealed herself again when she spotting Mei appear nearby, as if out of nowhere, and made her heart rattle the small ribs. A slight guilty sensation swelled within her chest at realizing what she had done. She bit her lip, but the young girl shook her head and tried to ignore it. Most using excuses that her Aunt wouldn't have regretted it, making her feel only a margin better. \n\nHer relief was short lived when several things happen at once. Lyn had felt Satori brush her mind many times, but nothing like this as something barely touched her awareness and made her small body pause. She wasn't sure what it was for sure. Merely a feeling or something icky had grazed her mind, easily pushing through her newly made wards without any trouble at all. She didn't like that and her arms wrapped around her shoulders, trying to rub off the feeling like she did the cold. A fruitless effort though as it didn't change what she felt. Her thoughts were pushed aside when Alaira started to slam her head against the wagon, the cart jerked and creaked anew with the reaction, causing the little girl to reaction impulsively. \n\nShe had to get out. \n\nLyn let the need to do something stir her to react and her arms reached for the wagon's edge, her fingers started to pull her body from her hiding spot. Her head lifted upright to spot the two figures on the opposite side of bridge but paid them little mind. All that mattered was her loved ones. Ignoring any words or mental demands, Lyn's feet slapped the bridge's solid road then turned to spot Alaira's huddled figure pressed against the wagon's rear wheel. Her voice soft and unlike anything the child had ever heard before. It made Lyn's stomach twist into knots as she immediately drew closer, her eyes building tears and panic piling in her core at the sight. She had only managed to get to her Aunt's side when she was stopped, her legs feeling weak and almost slammed into the ground, by Mei. Her head whipped into the red head's direction, giving Mei a look mixed between confusion and on the verge of crying.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "**_Caravan Escort_**\n\nThe guardsmen had a mixture of fear and anger. Fear that they'd have to fight such formidable opponents, and anger because they were getting pushed around and quite frankly, they were growing rather tired of people abusing them. The guard captain gave Ssarak and Meirin a dirty look, disbelieving their words. \"You think that justifies her actions!? We have served loyally here for a week, weathering storms and diseases, and you expect us to just forgive when your bitch decides to act on her paranoia?\" If the guard captain was a Pyromancer he would be smoking from his fury, but the robed man stepped forward, raising a hand so the guard captain could calm down. A little. \"I too would like use to forget about this incident and move on without any bloodshed. But I do believe some... Recompense is in order. You there! What is your cargo?\" The robed man spoke towards the caravan master who sat up in shock. He began to sweat and looked nervously between the robed man and Ssarak. \"I-I delivering textiles and... Other luxuries... To Hysteria, sir. Silk curtains and engraved bowls.\" The caravan master gulped.\n\nThe robed man stroke his chin and contemplated this new information as he continued to using a Wide-Concentration telepathy on everyone but Ssarak. The man could feel Ssarak's wards deflect his own magic, though he already guessed he was a Psychomancer by the Eysire's scales. \"I suppose it would have to do than. A 100 gold in reparation for the harm your friend has done to one of my guardsmen... And 50 for each guardsman here for needlessly endangering them.\" That was 350 gold at a minimum, which was almost three years worth of pay for most of those guardsmen. But the robed man didn't care for the money. He wanted to see the merchant's contraband, as he had a feeling that the caravanners couldn't get the money to pay for reparations. \"Or, these gentlemen can simply pick what they'd like to take from this wagon.\"\n\n**_Tyrael Marchosias_**\n\nTyrael entered the messhall looking for Pitch. With all these new recruits coming in, Tyrael aimed to make use of them. The messhall was rather empty and he saw Pitch and Cynn sitting together. The Fallen Orc strode towards the two and called out to them. **\"Pitch. Cynn. I have a job for the both of you, if you are available today. Come with me.\"** As if he was giving them a choice, Tyrael than walked back towards the exit of the mess hall, stopping at the doors to see if they were going to follow him. From his stern glare, he was expecting them to follow him.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Tyrael Marchosias (His current alias), Karnage Urabrask Vorinclex (His true full name), Master Demonology Professor (College Title), Forge Master (Occupation Title)" } ]

[ { "text": "Darius raised an eyebrow when Alaira dropped to the ground grabbing at her head. Something happened to her, but nothing happened to anyone else. Maybe the Psychomancer that Ssarak mentioned had done something to cause the half-elf pain. Either way, it stopped the situation from getting worse. The man in the robe began negotiating a fee for attacking the guardsmen. Darius didn't care what they were talking about. He was watching the guardsmen just in case one of them decided to attack. \n\nHowever yet again it was Alaira that attacked first. She ran at one of the guardsmen and tackled him to the ground. Her arms started crackling with energy. If it was anything like last time, the man was either dead or going to be very soon. With sigh, Darius ran over to Alaira, and after taking a few deep breaths, he pulled her off of the man with enough force to send her sliding back a few feet. He then looked at the guardsmen and put his hand on the hilt of his sword. \n\n\"I do not believe that negotiations are an option anymore. Am I correct? And I will not allow you to take anything from the caravan. It is our job to ensure it arrives at Hysteria intact.\" Darius was ready. The prospect of a fight after having gone so long without one was an exciting one.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Darius Jura" }, { "text": "**Cynn Ellime**\n\nPitch's question caught Cynn off-guard, making her reel back in her chair. Her hand had started to go up to cover the scar on her neck when she heard a deep, Orcish voice. She turned to see Tyrael, who was asking Pitch and herself to help him with something. Well, \"asking\" wasn't the right term for it; it was more of a polite command.\n\n\"Oh! H-hi, Mister T-Tyrael,\" she stammered out in her usual quiet voice. \"I can help, I th-think... But...I mean, it...might be sort of...slow, I guess? I'm still r-recovering from my...uh...my coma...\" That word didn't come out easily, but she couldn't just hint at it. She doubted such an important College official really knew much about her former condition.", "username": "Crossark", "char_name": "Cynn Ellime" }, { "text": "At this point Meirin knew things could only get worse. When Lyn got out the first thing Meirin did was make sure Lyn didn't go too far. But during that moment Meirin was distracted and wasn't able to stop Alaira. Meirin didn't know what was happening to her and frankly she was a bit glad that Alaira had been temporarily stopped, but that didn't even last long before she tried to kill someone again. At this point Meirin was considering knocking out Alaira for the rest of the trip, but now Meirin would like as much help as she can get. \"Lyn stay with Alaira, please. She needs you right now.\"\n\nLyn's eyes widened when Alaira moved, the half Elf's fast and rapid reactions caused the child to pause in mid step. Lyn's hand considered seeking out her dagger as the scene filled with tension. Instead it just tightly clutched at her tunic front while she stood in place. She was scared, new to such atmosphere while she watched the adults talk in less then comfortable voices. Most of it she understood far too well. A fact she wished was otherwise but now, nothing could change it. \n\nHer head jerked to Mei, seeing the woman who made sure she didn't wander off, and seemed to plead for help. However, no words came into the air, not from Lyn's mouth or mind. Just a pure, terrified expression filled her face. It was only softened by the woman's next small gesture. \n\nMeirin gave Lyn, who nodded her understanding, a reassuring smile before standing up to face the guards. Her face looked much more serious. She flourished with her weapon as she stood next to Darius. She looked at the guardsmen in the eyes before raising her weapon at them. \"If any of you have ears and a least bit of wit, than you have heard about this weapon. The Monk's Spade. With it I will make your grave and fill with your corpse. Your lives aren't worth throwing away like this.\" This wasn't a threat or even a suggestion. As much as Meirin didn't want it to come to this, she was mentally and physically prepared to kill these men and put them into a shallow grave. Her eyes held a gaze as steely as the metal her Monk's Spade was made of.\n\nAs she spoke to the guardsmen she gave Ssarak a somber mental message. _\"I'm sorry Ssarak, but I don't think we can avoid this fight anymore.\"_ As Meirin moved into a fighting stance she also held another thought. _\"And to that Psychomancer listening to this, you know who I am. You know what I'm capable of. And you know that your magic means nothing to me.\"_ Although her back was turned from the robed man Meirin knew where he was at, and it was as though she was glaring at him with her very mind.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Roc Mission\n\nNo more rain or drizzle as the storm clouds passed, leaving the skies free of the rain that once poured downward. There was no light drizzle or mist hanging in the air, bring relief to the mother roc at last. It might've been nothing more than a minor annoyance to fly within but it was one the roc could've done without. Most of her focus had been in reordering her nest while she shifted branches and greenery from one side to another, pilling it near the milling herbivores. Every so often her feet gingerly shuffled about to check on her larger eggs. She would nuzzle and gently untangle the brush gathering with each small jiggle, the soft sounds of tapping coming from within. They were close to hatching. Even the small mage novice, hidden among the pilfered goods, would be able to tell it wouldn't be long until she had unwanted company. \n\nAfter a few more fussy movements, she looked to the horizon as if expecting something. Or rather, someone. The skies had dimmed to the dusk and lowered the light compared to the twilight midday, casting longer shadows. No sign of the late male which stirred the roc's inner, instinctive dread. Something was wrong. After a bit, the roc's head moved down and preened a loose feather from her chest then moved to the nest edge. \n\nBranches, trees, and other assorted shrubbery made crackling sounds under her great weight, protesting her massive steps. Herbivores immediately perked their heads up from their feeding and watched careful, mindful where her bulk started to move toward. Their silhouettes tensed in silence as if holding their breathe. Inwardly they were determining if they needed to be fearful and scatter, the roc eager to snatch a snack, relaxing when she climbed the nest edge. Bracing herself, the roc spread her wings and abruptly dropped from sight. The wind whipped up to quickly catch her outstretched wings before it pushed her upward and caused her to glide over the cleared area then into the sky. It would be a few short minutes until Colette would spot the large shape gliding overhead.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Caravan Mission\n\nAfter the group finished their preparations, putting away their equipment or preparing their other gear, the caravan master and crew continued onwards. About two hours into the trip the caravan master stopped. The group was now in the general area of where the bandit lair is suppose to be located at. The caravan master was both quite a quite drunk during their trip, but now he had moved the wagon to a fairly hidden spot in the forest. It was rather difficult coming in, but here it would be difficult to both reach and find the wagon. It would have to serve to keep the wagon safe without anyone to actually protect it. Lyn and the Caravan master would be staying here for the next few hours. With any luck the students would return before sundown, which would be when the Caravan Master himself would take the wagon to Hysteria, with or without his guards.\n\nAfter dropping off the caravan master and Lyn, it took the group about an hour to find the location of the bandit lair. They operated out of a Ravine entrance; the surface camp was crudely fortified, using poorly cut logs as walls and as the base for watch towers. All thing considered rather impressive for a handful of brigands. Currently, there was a few guards paroling/lodging the camp, about seven total. Some where asking about \"When are the others coming back\", and following conversation implies that some of the other bandits are out hunting to the north. From the stench of watered ale wafting through the air and the general atmosphere of the group, it seemed that most of them were drunk and bored. There was no immediate signs of their leaders, though one of the bandits who actually seemed like he was doing his job also was one of the biggest and imposing. Unlike the others who wore leather or hide armor, he wore platemail and had a studded threshing flail and a an axe by his side. The others had an arrangement of clubs, axes, and swords. Some who where in the towers had crossbows.\n\n\"Look alive you dolts!\"\n\nFrom the Ravine came a heavy cloaked figure. He was much bigger and bulkier than most of the bandits, with a spiked chain wrapped around one of his arms. \"I just got word that Zarak got himself killed. Get ready, in about an hour I'm going to need five of you lot to come with me and see what happened. So get your lazy, drunk asses up and get ready!\" The voice was deep and orcish. Some of the bandits began to stir lazily and prepared themselves to leave the camp.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Colette\n\nColette watched stock still as the female roc came right at her before she suddenly let out a defeaning screech that make her cover her ears as tight as she could. Before she could do anything else, she was suddenly snatched off her feet and she clung to the person that caught her looking up to see it was Annabeth which made her relax a little knowing she was out of danger until she felt whatever she was on suddenly get crashed into by the injured roc and she gave a cry out of fear.\n\nThrough the chaos around her she heard what Annabeth said and all she could was nod before she recalled her dmeon back to the world it came from and she closed her eyes just in time as light filled the area which made her wince as the light felt like fire on her sensitive skin but it was only a little uncomfortable.\n\nShe curled up holding tightly to the wagon as she tried to take deoe breaths and relax, but her mind wouldn't allow it as she could feel her blood racing in her veins.\n\n\"Annabeth i is there anything I can do to help\" she cried out knwoing she needed to do something to help her team through this", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Alaira Taenn\nAlaira wrenched her mace from pulped bandit skull, a predatory smile creeping across her face as the other bandits all ran off... Clearly, they were smart enough to realize they were outclassed, but not smart enough to keep their weapons, seeing as how they all threw 'em down... She laughed, a horrible, mocking noise... \"Aha! That's right scum! Flee! Flee for your lives!\" She called with manic glee, overcome with laughter... What a fucking joke these guys were. She caught sight of the larger one's discarded weapon... She approached it, noting the glowing rune... Obviously, something like this was bad news, even she could see that. Still, to the victor go the spoils, and considering the fact she killed more men it was obviously hers by right. So, she'd take it back to the college and see if it was safe, or worth anything.\n\nShe had taken a poke around the camp, and an especially keen one might notice that she seemed to tense when she approached the cave... She held her weapon a little tighter as her breathing quickened. She strained her ears, but she could hear... breathing in there. She swallowed, breaking out into a cold sweat, just a bit. \"H-hey! S-something's in... Th-there...\" She called to the others, pointing her weapon down towards the entrance... Uncertainty and nervousness was plain in her voice, which would be quite jarring to one that had spent any time around her at all. Though it was probably unwise to make mention of it. \"I c-can hear 'em breathe... Th-there's gotta be at least three... P-probably more...\"\n\nGrey Onyx\nGrey definitely objected to Leith's course of action, actually turning after him, which of course meant he had made the critical mistake of turning his back to the enemy. \"A-Are you mad?! Get back here!\" He called, ready to sprint after him... Hydromancy mattered little, it's not like it was a hard counter to Pyromancy. And it's especially true that this crazed lunatic was far more experienced in his art than any of them were in there's... Athalus was a ranged combatant, and Leith was not. And while Athalus would be a boon in fighting the elf, he didn't especially need it as much as the others did. Which means that all three of them over there were close quarters fighters, easy prey for a Pyromancer. \n\nAnd on top of all that, all that heat meant there was not going to be much water... why had Leith charged off?... Grey was faculty, technically, he had rank, which was especially true given that he was their protector. And... And now he was trying to reason with them... He could think of but one way to salvage this situation. He... also knew Athalus would not go along with it. So he would have to hope his self-preservation instinct would help. \"No.\" Grey declared, ignoring his suggestions. \"I'm regrouping. You should do the same, if you plan on living.\" With that, he took off running, keeping his shield up as he charged for the others... he'd have to hope he was faster than the elf. And also that Athalus would follow.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "E'nasha\n\n\nThe words startled E'nasha, who up until that point had been hiding, curled up in a ball by the one cart that hadn't been destroyed yet, listening to the far-off cries of the monster that had brought her here. Looking toward the voice E'nasha was surprised to see an elf, a fox-like creature she didn't recognize, and another smaller elf, blue like the one that had tried to help her and El'kan earlier that day. \n\n\"Y-yeah? I wouldn't mind helping if you can get me out of here.\" Her voice shook at first as she slowly stood, brushing the dirt and other things off of herself. First we finally find the college, then I'm kidnapped by a monster, and now once I'm safe from the monster again I'll have to make my way all the way back to the college, alone this time because El'kan's already there... E'nasha sighed quietly to herself and took a few steps towards the small group. \"What should I do?\"", "username": "Vesuvius00", "char_name": "E'nasha Williams" }, { "text": "Darius made his way down the tower. It had been quite easy to dispatch the crossbowman, considering he had been distracted by Alaira, and then by Ssarak. All it had taken was a dagger up into the base of the skull. The fight had ended quickly, and without any casualties. It had been marginally better than the last two fights.\n\nWhen Darius regrouped with the others, he peered into the cave. It was blacker than the pit in there. He spat on the ground before turning to Ssarak and Alaira. \"I do not know much about mind magic.\" Darius started. \"is there some way to see what is down there to deal with without light? He looked in the direction of the gates. \"We should have someone keep watch for the other bandits. And possibly move the bodies to a place where they can't be seen.\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Darius Jura" }, { "text": "Grey came to a stop as she heard that piercing scream, wheeling around and noticing, with no small amount of horror, exactly the extent of his folly. The world seemed to go dark as he witnessed that... Monster tear off his Ally's hand. He dropped to a knee, nearly vomiting at the sight of the horrifying visage their opponent had dawned... He had.. underestimated her considerably... No, that wasn't strong enough. He fucked up, no other way about it. He heard Mar call for him, and turned to see the man he had been going to provide support against set her ablaze, and before he knew it, the Elf had torn a chunk of Leith's neck out... He... couldn't adapt to Leith running off, and thanks to this petty nonsense he had nearly gotten all of them killed... He was really the only fighter left... \n\nGrey froze as she regarded him, the normally unshakeable guardsman paralyzed with fear as the creature spoke in that sickening voice of hers... The very thought that such an art as Vitamancy could be used to kill had never even occured to him, much less something like... this. He was totally at a loss as to how to fight her now. He had expected she was merely support, but the reality was far too grim. And yet... He tightened his grip on his axe. He would save them. He was no hero, every single thing that had happened to them was his fault. They would not thank him, and he would not deserve it if they did... He... he had to redeem himself, somehow. He would never forgive himself if for some reason he lived, and they didn't... And if he were to quit now, he would have for sure killed them. If he somehow pulled through, he could at least sleep easy knowing they hadn't been lost solely because of his incompetence.\n\n\"A... Abomination...\" He growled, tears streaking from his one eye. \"I will not underestimate you a second time...!\" He dashed forward rather suddenly, intent on kneeing her in the stomach and bringing the haft of his axe down on her skull right after...", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Aramir\n\nThe little blue snow Elf glanced about, a bit uncertain about how to go about rescuing all the carts herself. They had just crawled up a plateau and were now, somehow, supposed to get the carts down and past an angry Roc with minimal damage to them. Why. Why was I sent here.. Aramir thought, running a hand through her hair. She was a hunter not a cart driver. Looking about she saw very little options. There were some horses, but they were kept with other monsters and predators. She didn't think the four of them were enough to not only wrangle the horses and tie them to the carts but to fight off anything else they would release. It was looking more and more like they were going to have to push the carts down the plateau and hope they don't fall apart on the way down. Which wasn't really a plan at all. \n\n\"Frankly? I don't know. We were sent up here to get the carts down, but the only way I can see to remove them is to push them down the Plateau and pray they don't break apart when they finally land. The Roc is probably going to be coming back soon. So, unless any of you have any ideas, pushing them down is the only way I see us getting off this rock and back to the College before we all become bird lunch.\" She glanced back at her two other companions. \"Besides. We'd best get back to the others in a hurry. It does not sound like their mission against the Roc is going well at all.\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Aramir Ryk(generally does not give her last name)" }, { "text": "Mar\nMar didn't like waiting and watching. The whole time the battle played out, her eyes narrowed with tension and thick frustration, as it was clear Grey was at a serious disadvantage. With each turn, the man seemed to have fallen in worse condition and ended up being damaged beyond most normal human ability. A few times she tried to rise only to have the demon's hoof press deeper on her hip, pinning her in place. The Naga gritted her teeth and bit back the desire to slam her twitching tail right into the demon's side, although it was mending her wounds. \n\nAfter another few layers, most her skin was back to its original state though more reddish in color and sensitive to the air. Her muscles flexed, her torso slowly lifting herself up as she pushed herself upright again. Mar's eyes shifted to spot the demonomacer taking off into the woods, followed by his demon, making her teeth grit in anger. Why did he protect them? What was the point? It didn't make sense and the more she pondered over it, the more questions that popped into her head. Sadly by the time she got up the demonomancer had already fled, no where to be seen with only the droplets of blood left in his wake. Althaus, who had rushed to herself, was standing over her hunched over body, worry over his expression undeterred by the fact he had lost a hand. Her eyes felt sick lingering on the severed stump. Her hand gingerly reached and touched the cauterized remain, fingers examining the flesh while cursing herself for neglecting her vitamancy in healing. Though even at a novice level, she couldn't revive a whole hand. Not even reattached the old. \n\nStill, she tried while her fingers sent tingling down the nerves and limb, resisting the urge to slap Althalus. Instead she berated him verbally absentmindedly, her tone pissed and upset at his carelessness. \"You shouldn't have done that! That was the most idiotic and … being a stupid male! Now how do I explain this to Lyn, how I couldn't… couldn't protect you?\" \n\nthe last bit she nearly choked on because of her pride, but she managed to swallow it down and bite through it. Althalus would feel the veins start to seal off and skin to slowly grow over, though nothing of a notable degree quite yet. Inward she was aware of her surroundings, from Leith's wobbly and weakened approach to Grey throwing up his last meal, until at last the former spoke. \n\n\"Death is never pretty, be grateful you're not numb to it yet.\" Mar stated while she tried to mend Althalus' hand the best she could, her eyes looking at it carefully with disdain at her lacking skills.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Alaira was nowhere to be found... She had been scouting the perimeter, picking through the corpses for yet more valuables... Not things like money, or weapons... No, she had sought something far more grisly:\n\nTrophies.\n\nYes, there was nothing quite like a memento to remind oneself of triumph, so she picked through the corpses to find something worth taking back. The axe would normally count, but she might have to sell it or use it, so it was out of the question. She would also normally take a bodypart from the most impressive thing she'd killed, but any target of hers that had any real value had been disintegrated. She picked through for at least ten minutes, before happening upon the location where she'd killed that ghoul. It was ash, obviously, but there was something odd about the pile... She brushed some of it away, finding, to her wonder, that a skeletal hand hadn't burned up in the sunlight... That was a pretty interesting trinket she thought, so she shrugged off her pack, and pulled out a jar she used for her 'collections', gently placing the hand into it as she donned her pack and headed back for the camp.\n\nShe had returned, halfway through Ssarak's little speech... \"Trust me, there ain't nothin' of any use to us out here on the surface...\" She said simply, spitting off to the side... She didn't say anything else about Ssarak's plan, she had no gripes.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Magehunters\n\nThe Guide glanced down at Mar, frowning, before looking at Grey. \"Carry her to the carriage. Make her as comfortable as possible. We need to get back to the college, and don't have the time to wait for the venom to wear off. Althalus, follow him. We don't want her panicking and accidentally hurting whoever happens to be nearby.\" Dismissing both men, the guide turned towards Leith, giving an impressed whistle. \"What have you done to your face. Don't answer that, I don't want to know.\" He made another bandage and put poultice on it, handing it to the injured Hydromancer. \"Keep this pressed against your face and maybe you won't get a terrible infection and lose half your face. Also, go to the carriage with the guardsman.\" The guide stood up looking about for the missing member of the original group. \"Where in he name of the inferno is that chatty plant...\" He muttered. Answering his question, Coco stumbled out of the woods, and then promptly collapsed. \n\n\"Well. That answers that question.\" The guide picked up the unconscious Foreas, and dragged her back to carriage along with the rest of the group. As the remaining mages settled in the carriage and the guide sent the horses on the path to the College, a creature followed at a discreet distance, leaving the ruined village and the burning forest behind them.\n\nThings moved quickly when they finally reached the College. Mar, Leith, Coco and Althalus (despite his protests that his hand was fine) were immediately taken to the infirmary. Grey was sent to give a report on all that had happened to the Herbamancy teacher. Leith was released after a brief moment with a Vitamancer, his wounds repaired. However, scars would forever remain. Althalus was similarly given permission to leave, but declined as Lidda was still working on flushing Mar's system clear of the lingering venom. Coco was healed as best she was able then put up in a bed to awaken.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Althalus Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak gave a slight huff as he nodded in agreement. Alaira's actions had been foolish, and close to deadly to them, but she was not, nor had she ever been to his knowledge, in a position of power or leadership. It made sense to him how she could lack judgment, but for Lucilia, she was in a position of authority at the college. She was meant to be a leader, and he could not fathom how she could have such authority and still be willing to send a toddler on a dangerous mission for seemingly no purpose. \n\n\"I could not agree more. Alaira lacks judgment when working with a team, but Lucilia, she is meant to be a leader here. Her motivation for hiding Lyn in that carriage must have either been terribly foolish or...even intentionally malicious. I am not certain which would be worse, given her position here. But...\" Ssarak began as he took a few steps in front of her and placed his hand on her shoulder, stopping them in the middle of the hall. Now that they were in the college, he no longer needed to wear his helmet, leaving his concerned expression plainly visible. \"I know you Meirin. I can hear it in your voice; see it in your eyes. You are angry. Righteously angry. But as much as I hate to say it, we have to accept our limitations. Lucilia, as foolish as her past decisions might have been, is a master of herbamancy. That is not a power to be taken lightly. She could kill both of us. Easily. Not to mention the college's rules against violence. We will not let her get away with this, but we have to find another way to do it. Certainly, we should still confront her about it, but please, stay your blade. I do not wish to see you harmed.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nFeeling Ssarak's hand on her shoulder Meirin knew that she had to let go of her anger. It wouldn't do her any good to flip out against Lucilia, partly because she is a teacher of the college, as well as the fact that even if they were to fight in a strait melee, Meirin knew that Lucilia's vampire strength could overcome Meirin's techniques. Perhaps when she was stronger in both magic and combat, Meirin could challenge Lucilia. But for now she'd need to let cooler heads prevail.\n\n\"I'm still going to give her a piece of my mind! At least with Alaira we're more than capable of surviving the messes she gets herself into. But for her to endanger Lyn, I can't even begin to imagine what she was thinking! She always seemed like a reasonable woman. I don't know what got into her mind to let Lyn tag along on such a mission.\" Meirin fumed with anger and was still holding onto her weapon, but she was calming down step-by-step. She wanted to confront Lucilia about this, maybe not fight her, but to let her know that this is unacceptable. Though Meirin would need to think of a better way to prevent this from happening. \"I don't want Lucilia to think that she could try pulling something like this off again. I never really thought about it until recently, but Lucilia does seem like the type of person who'd easily abuse or at least use her powers, both magical and authoritative, to get away with these things. And I want to make it clear to her that is not the case!\"\n\nMeirin had her fill of corrupt government official in Djarkel. Lucilia would certainly fit there, but Meirin wasn't going to allow the worse of Djarkel seep into the College. She came here not only to learn about her magic, but to get away from all that. The manipulation and cold-hearted treatment of others. It was easy to abuse power and Meirin fought often not to do it herself. She didn't want to live under the rule of someone who would so easily misuse her skills to cause trouble for others. \"Perhaps we could tell one of the other teachers first? We don't need to see Lucilia right now. We... We could go to Khan! I'm sure he'd listen, and he's the headmaster. I... I know it's our word against hers, but we have Alaira and Darius to back us up too. And as difficult as Alaira is, I'm sure even she could work with us to make sure that Lucilia get's a proper punishment. And maybe even Satori? She's a master Psychomancer, so I'm sure that she could use her magic to prove that we're telling the truth!\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak nodded to Meirin, walking along with her. \"Agreed.\" He began before turning his attention to Grey. \"There is no need for hostility among friends. We have seen far too much of that over the last few days, and I personally prefer cooperation. Besides, we are meant to report to her, and we do have physical evidence that we should deliver to her sooner rather than later.\"\n\nDespite Ssarak's explanation, Grey was still intent on trying to stop them from meeting with Lucilia, going as far as standing in front of the door in an attempt to block them from entering. At this point, Ssarak was beginning to feel some annoyance towards Grey. It was Lucilia who had given them this mission, and she would naturally want their report afterwards. It did not make sense to Ssarak why Grey felt it was appropriate to attempt to stop them from completing the assignment that Lucilia herself had given them. They could not just avoid meeting with Lucilia, but Ssarak wanted to avoid hostilities if at all possible. As such, he decided not to do anything that could be perceived as violent. Instead, he performed a quick, simple illusion. When he started to move, he made it seem as if his body was moving around Grey to the right, when he was actually starting to move to the left. The mirrored movement meant that, when Grey attempted to intercept him he actually ended up moving out of Ssarak's way, allowing him to reach the door. With Ssarak already past, there was no reason to try and block Meirin. \n\nUnfortunately, when Ssarak attempted to open the door, he found it locked. Quickly, he knocked and announced who it was. \"Lucilia, it is Ssarak and Meirin. We are here to deliver our report of the caravan escort.\" He said, keeping his tone polite. At this point, if Grey was still intent on stopping them from meeting with Lucilia, he would have to attempt to physically pull Ssarak away from the door, an act which he hoped Grey would consider to be a step too far.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Grey Onyx\nGrey nodded at Meirin's words... She was a nice enough woman, but he just couldn't shake this feeling that the two shouldn't be allowed to pass. There was something he wasn't being told, and if there was one thing he hated it was lies. \"I'm afraid you'll just have to come back with a written report... And... yeah, I'd like that. I saw some... Less than pleasant things.\" He raised his eyebrow as they approached, stepping in front of the door with a sigh. \"Look, this doesn't need to be diffi-Hey!\" He shouted when he saw the illusion, stepping over to stop it... and watching as his hand went through... Goddamn psychomancer!\n\nHe turned back, finding that Ssarak had indeed tricked him. He fixed his shield to his arm, which is the one piece of equipment he insisted on carrying at all times. Something was definitely wrong. If this was just a report, they wouldn't have felt the need to try an illusion. He stepped forward, and shoved the Eysire to the side as he took up a position in front of the door. He kept his guard up, staring at the Eysire. \"Back. Off.\" He growled... before turning his gaze to Meirin. As he did, his expression softened. \"Friend or not after that stunt I cannot allow you to pass. Come back with a written report...\" He said, sighing as he turned back to the Eysire. He would not harm either of them, but he would not let them pass without explicit orders to do so.\n\nAlaira Taenn\nAlaira smiled slightly as Lyn went around being her usual self. She took a seat, patting her on the head as Lyn drank her cocoa. She saw Lucilia look to her several times, usually looking away quite quickly. If she had to guess, the vampire was probably surprised that she wasn't trying to throttle her... Well, it appeared that this reasonable approach thing might not be so bad after all. She sighed, hoping that she could stop some bullshit down the line. \"Look... Just don't do it again, alright?\" She asked, fairly certain she would know what she was talking about. \n\nShe heard her say Ssarak and Meirin were at the door... Ugh, figures. She heard a knock on the door as well, followed by one of her least favorite voices. She stood up, and yelled to Ssarak right after he spoke. \"Fuck off! The office is closed until further notice!\" She then proceeded to drag a chair over and prop it against the handles. She raised her eyebrows at the sounds of a minor scuffle, but just shrugged as she walked back to her seat. \"I'll just give you the damn report... they would tell you the same thing anyway.\" She said, leaning back as she began to recount the events of their mission in her usual blunt manner. She was fairly detailed, and she told her everything, even stuff that made her look less than ideal. The burning of the field, her misguided provocation of the guards, her intimidation of the caravan master, and their elimination of a sizable chunk of the bandit threat. \"There weren't any demons, just Vampire mind-mages... I think it went pretty well, but the others'll probably whine to you to put me in 'time out' or something...\" She said, grumbling as she turned back to Lyn, patting her again.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Lyn\n\nLyn watched Mei and Ssarak enter the room, still holding the basket, she stood where she was. She was aware how dangerous and delicate the scene seemed, feeling if she moved then they would all be crushed by the anger seeping into the room. At least, she thought it was anger. She didn't get long to examine the emotions stirring in the air when Ssarak answered her question. Naturally the child frowned, her eyebrow raised in disbelief that her Aunt would use such type of words to be hurtful or mean. Her Aunt was a great person after and no one could convince her otherwise.\n\n'I don't understand. Dad and my aunt are good people so why would they use words to hurt others? Why would they want to? They aren't bad people... are they?'\n\nShe looked at Ssarak with curiosity for a moment before moving onto the next topic Ssarak had asked. 'I'm just happy everyone's alive. And yes, I did see my parents though Dad's hand was nothing but a stump. He got seriously hurt and I couldn't protect him or make it better. I've not tested out my herbamancy since I got back which I'm a little scared it might never work again. Part of me wishes I could use it to help mom. Something's wrong with, I can feel it but I don't know how to fix it. It's like she very, very sad and my gestures, actions and usual stuff isn't enough. I can't really say anything because I can't put my thoughts into words. It's why I like you, Satori and the other psychomancers. I can say fully what I feel without worrying about something getting misunderstood. As good as those who love are at understanding my gestures, they don't say everything. Does that make sense?'", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "Althalus\n\n\"Everything.\" Was Althalus' simple reply to Tyrael. He eyed the gauntlet suspiciously before putting it to the side. He would have Khan look at it later. Just because Tyrael said he didn't make it or mess with it didn't mean Althalus believed him. Besides, he didn't even have his main hand painfully regrown yet. He smirked at Tyrael's comment about a hand. Whether it was an intentional joke or not, it was still amusing. Even more so with Tyrael's obvious comment about their liking of each other. \"You don't say Tyrael? And here I thought we were going to become best friends.\"\n\nHe answered for Lidda. \"She's fine Tyrael, healed except for a few bruises. She's in our room, resting.\" He paused, wondering briefly if telling Tyrael about Mesa Gaan in this manner would end well at all. Still. Lidda was right about Tyrael. \"She needs your help Tyrael. Mesa Gaan has been wiped out by the Yarosmerians. It's hit her hard.\"\n\nUicle\n\nUicle walked into the room shared by Mar and Althalus, glancing around at the remains of the fight. \"You know, most couples just scream at each other for a bit, then one of them leaves before it gets really violent. It seems your lover isn't that smart.\" He commented, heading over to the Naga. He examined Mar, and then tsked impatiently. \"Lidda, you could have at least mentioned that I would need a knife.\" After a brief moment of silence, there was soon a whistling sound. The door opened before the knife could thunk into it, and the blade flew into Uicle's hand. \"I'm not going to kill you so please try to remain calm. I don't want to make you hold still. Tyrael might be upset.\" He carefully made a small cut in Mar's arm. \n\nHe began drawing out the venom, while continuing to talk to Mar. \"It's a unique feeling, isn't it? Self-loathing. Not quite like any emotion out there. You keep trying to hate yourself, convinced that you're not worth the time of day. But there's always that person or group of person who sticks around, who insists you are worth it. Insists that no matter what you've done, they'll never leave you. And despite your best efforts they do stick around. Rather annoying isn't it? Almost throws you into a rage. Sometimes it does, but they still stick around. It eventually passes Mar. You'll recover. Althalus is too stubborn and annoying to let you not.\" \n\n\"Regardless, don't worry about banishment. Lidda won't say anything, I won't say anything, and Tyrael won't say anything. You won't be banished for a long while yet if we can help it.\" He gathered the venom in his palm before turning to leave. \"I suspect Tyrael will be on his way soon. Might want to prepare yourself.\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Uicle" } ]

[ { "text": "E'nasha and Joseph (Vesuvius00 and Lucius Cypher)\n\nE'nasha took a deep breath as she left the room, holding the folders tightly so she wouldn't drop any of the papers inside. After looking down the hallway in each direction, she chose a path and started walking, silently cursing herself for not at least asking the directions to the other teacher's office. \n\nThere was some chatting in one of the office. Inside the partially open door was a small snow elf, talking to El'kan. He was helping him do his paperwork knowing how Lucilia loves to bog people down with piles upon piles of documents. Joseph heard some footsteps coming through the hall and barely missed E'nasha walking on by. \"Ah! E'nasha!\" \n\nWhen she heard someone say her name, E'nasha stopped walking and looked around to see the Snow Elf from before and El'kan in one of the offices. \"Oh there you are!\" She said, smiling at them. She took one of the folders and handed it to El'kan. \"Lucilia gave me this one for you.\" \n\nEl'kan took the folder, looked at it a moment, and then hugged E'nasha with no warning. \"I was so worried about you! Even after Sir got back with your necklace I still worried.\" He let go of her and smiled. \n\nJoseph was happy to see E'nasha alive and well, jumping over his tall desk to get to them. As a snow elf, he was barely up to E'nasha's waist. \"I'm sorry I was too late. I hope the roc didn't hurt you too much?\" Joseph looked concerned despite E'nasha's obvious safety. \n\n\"It's ok, I'm fine. I blacked out on the way to its nest and then it pretty much ignored me because of the group that was there.\" E'nasha smiled at the teacher. \"It doesn't matter if you were too late, the point is that you tried.\"\n\nJoseph looked down and rubbed his head. \"Thank you. As a teacher of hydromancy, I had thought I could have done more for you. Well, regardless I'm glad you're safe. But not from Lucilia's paperwork I see! That woman, I swear she likes to bury us all in bureaucracy. Would you like me to help you look through that? I helped El'kan with most of his, and I'm sure I can help you right quick.\" \n\n\"Thanks! I appreciate it.\" She laughed a little and looked to El'kan. \"If you've got most of it done already then it can't be too bad.\" \n\nHe made a face at her and held up the folder she had handed him. \"Yea, but you just gave me even more to do!\" E'nasha just barely stifled a laugh. \n\nThe laughter spread to Joseph, and he chuckled as he crawled up into his chair behind his desk. \"Well, pull up a chair. I'll help you figure out what you need to sign and what's a trap that Lucilia likes to lay down to get you caught in a tricky deal. A lot of her rules and clauses will refer back to things a few pages back, and that always catches people off guard.\" Joseph put on his thinking cap and inked his pen. From the blade stains on the side of his hand, he's been doing this recently as well.", "username": "Vesuvius00", "char_name": "E'nasha Williams" }, { "text": "As Ssarak turned to leave Meirin looked hard at Lucilia. While Satori did say that she'd handle it, the red-haired girl still couldn't help but feel that she needed to do something to let Lucilia know her disapproval. Something that at least made the teacher know that Meirin knew what she did. But after letting her fists uncurl, Meirin simply turned around and spoke softly. \"I hope you knew what you were doing.\" She followed Ssarak out into the hallway.\n\nOnce out of Lucilia's office Meirin felt a great burden off her shoulders. While she still had some concerns at least the mission was over now, and all she'd need to worry about would be her classes and friends. At some point she should check up on Lyn and see how she's doing. Fortunately for her Ssarak suggested finding Lyn, not only to return the basket but also because he had a favor to do for her. Meirin already guessed that Ssarak had a mental conversation with her considering that Lyn lacked the ability to speak for herself. The only thing Meirin was worried about was dealing with Lyn's parents. She didn't know Mar or Athalus much aside that Mar was a Naga and Athalus hailed from Djarkel. But most people knew that Mar was... Temperamental and while there wasn't much known about Athalus, the fact he came from Djarkel was all that Meirin needed to know about him. He was likely crafty and dangerous, and somehow able to live with Mar as his wife. Meirin supposed it wouldn't be bad for her to get to know the two more however, seeing that Lyn is turning out to be a sweet girl.\n\nAt Ssarak's final comment about Meirin, she simply smiled and lifted her chest. \"I can't help to have that affect on others Ssarak. But you shouldn't worry. You're the only one who's touched my heart.\" She playfully punched Ssarak on the chest, roughly where his heart ought to be if he was human. Then she began to walk down the hall before stopping and turning to Ssarak. \"I believe Lyn is still with Alaira, and we should give her some space. I don't know where Mar or Athalus are except maybe in their room. They might not welcome our intrusion either, so is there anything else you'd like to do? Perhaps... We could go flying?\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Grey Onyx\nGrey was silent, his brow furrowed deep in thought as he took in the demon's words. He suppressed a smile at the irony, the fact that he was seeking advice from a demon of all things. The Grey from a few years ago might've tried to attack Rathel... or vomit, who knows. He... He was right. He was being ridiculous, the things he had done were only positive. He was here complaining about powerful gifts others lacked. He still feared the unknown, but... he would focus on what he could do with this power, rather than sitting around being afraid of it. \n\n\"I... Yes. You're right.\" He finally said, nodding. He looked up to the demon, finally. His expression still showed concern, but most of his old determination had returned. He... felt that Rathel's expression was somewhat disturbing, but he understood the intent. \"Thanks, friend... I need to figure this out, but I can't sit here tearing my hair out about it...\" He offered his hand.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx" }, { "text": "Time Skip- 5 days: Opening Feast\nMorning\n\nDawn redden the skies in the normal twilight fashion across the College skies, making them bleed crimson. It was a solemn and silent reminder, the historic scars erased in a few days, that no one truly forgotten the events of last Opening Feast. The last few days since the missions had passed into a subtle lull. Mostly individuals being healed within the medical, their supplies nearly dwindled to about a third of their reserves, as students were allowed time off. Now the day's morning was nothing more than a series of busy bodies stirring to prepare for the new arrivals and diplomats arriving nearer noon. Most the college areas showed some evidence of the upcoming Feast. \n\nThe most dominant were the kitchens. Various scents and platters were escaping the ovens, the aromas were scattering throughout the inner walls and making most students ambling past water at the mouth. The hard work could be heard through clattering dishes and pots, the chiefs and staff helping to brew easy to eat items for a light lunch until the main event. Dishwashers were banging the wooden and ceramic as the food vanished into water, rinsed by the simple touch of a rune that once again flushed it clean and ready for another round of soap. The Gardens outside were trimmed, cut and decorated by many of Lucilia's students from mages at all stages, their skills put to good use. Pretty red to yellow, flowers of all kinds littered the once green grasses to break up the monologue in the summer scene. Others were cleaning out the pond where the fish were caught and farmed with barely a ripple. Further out was stables being cleaned as Guardsmen patrolled the grounds, their eyes peeled for trouble. Forges were closed for anything larger than a horseshoe to make a better impression which upset, especially Tyrael, artisans within the areas of weapons forging and runes. \n\nInside Khan's office was purged of all demonic life and cleansed, returning it back to its original state, as students scrubbed the stone walls. The brush gleaned away the grim until the walls looked like new again. Golems milled around to check the area around for threat, ensuring the students were safe. Healers and Sam were stocking the medical wing should this event turn into the last.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Khan Avrea Jevarath" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nAt first, Ssarak was not quite certain what to do after leaving Khan's office. There were no other tasks to complete, but Ovak had not yet told him it was time to go to the garden. The feast would likely be starting soon, but once it did, he would probably not be staying long. Regardless, he headed back to the dining hall, which was probably the best place currently to pass the time. \n\nOnce he rejoined the crowds in the dining hall, Ssarak wandered mostly aimlessly. He did see Meirin, but she appeared to be in a conversation with two finely-dressed individuals, perhaps diplomats, and an old Yarsomerian man. Based on the description he had heard of Ovak, he felt that it might be the Archmage, but he had never actually seen him in person before. He did not wish to interrupt, so he continued to search around the room to perhaps find another of his friends to converse with. However, his thoughts kept going back to Meirin, which had not been uncommon over the past few days. He felt like he was becoming a bit obsessed, honestly, but he did not quite believe that to be a bad thing. To him, it meant the feelings were genuine, instead of some trick of his mind. \n\nAfter a few minutes, Ssarak decided that there was no reason to continue waiting. Ovak had not told him it was time, but there was no harm in arriving early. It would give him the chance to actually prepare something for Meirin. Luckily, the fact that it was the day of the feast meant that there was plenty of food around with which he could collect a dinner for himself and Meirin. He was quick to gather food for his own meal, but he took more time making his selections for Meirin. He knew she did not eat meat, but it took some time for him to think back on the foods he could recall her eating, and what she had liked. Nevertheless, he was able to put together a plate of steamed vegetables, a bowl of mushroom and cream soup, a side of watermelon and grapes, and some wine for the both of them. He was fairly certain she would eat cream, though he would have to ask to be sure. He put both dishes, along with the wine, into a large, covered platter and carried it carefully with him out of the dining hall. He was not certain if the staff would want him to take an entire platter…but he did anyways. \n\nSsarak rarely had a specific reason to go to the garden, so he had to wander for a few minutes in the right general area in order to find it. As he hoped, he was the only person present for the moment. The feast had drawn most of the population of the College to the dining hall, and the area around it, so it seemed as if he would have the chance to spend quality time alone with Meirin. He just needed to find the best place for them to sit; Ovak had mentioned something about cupid roses, though he could not confess to actually knowing what those were.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nMeirin went straight towards the garden, but not before gussying herself up. While putting on make up wasn't unusual for Meirin, today was a special occasion, so she not only applied a bit more then usual, but even kept a bit with her to fix any messes. And dashing to the garden cause her to sweat enough to cause some of her make up to start running, so using a pool of water as her mirror Meirin reapplied what she needed before she spotted Ssarak in the gardens. \n\nThe gardens were peaceful and quiet unlike most of the college. Everyone must have gone towards the dining hall. Finding Ssarak would be no problem here, but Meirin wanted to walk a bit. As she enjoyed the scenery she pondered just how her relationship with Ssarak has gone so far. They've only been together for about a week, officially. Thinking back on it she's actually been with Ssarak for much longer, and it's only been recently that they've told their feelings for one another. She wondered if she was taking things too quickly, but considering how close they were even before Meirin confessed to him, perhaps this was her chance to take things up a notch? Her face blushed at the idea however, thinking that she was being hasty. While she certainly had fantasies about Ssarak and their possible life together, she needed to be careful not to get too crazy. Temperance and consideration was needed, as well as communication. Meirin wouldn't mind living the rest of her life with Ssarak, but only after she accepts that he is the one she wants to be with forever. Meirin loves Ssarak, but a decision like that... There were too many things to account for.\n\nAs she wandered around Meirin came across Cupid Roses. She remembered seeing them in alchemy class, though they lacked any notable properties. But symbolically, they were a classical representation of one's love and devotion. Specifically a prayer for young love, to flourish against adversity and strife. It was appropriate for the situation: Meirin wasn't quite ready for a long-term commitment, but she was more than happy to facilitate her budding romance with Ssarak. Carefully Meirin picked a few Cupid Roses from a bushel and wrapped them with her handkerchief. \"Now to find Ssarak.\"\n\nIt wasn't hard finding the eysire in the gardens. His dark scales clashed vibrantly against the green foliage. And while he likely already picked up her thoughts as she approached Meirin still called out for him. \n\n\"Hello Ssarak.\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nAs soon as he heard Meirin's voice, Ssarak lifted up his head, and his smile widened. He was seated in the grass in a part of the garden which he felt looked particularly nice. The platter of food he had brought was covered to hold in the heat, but fortunately, he had not had to wait too long for her to arrive. \n\n\"Hello, Meirin.\" Ssarak responded. For a brief moment, he simply looked at her, smiling. To him, she looked quite nice, though it was not due to the makeup, as his mind was not designed to notice the fine details of a human's face. Rather, it was because of the way she moved as she approached, because of her smile, and her tone. It was because of the effort she had placed into her appearance and clothing, and though they had each only spoken a few words, he could see that she seemed excited for this meeting. \n\nThe silence between them was just long enough to be noticed before Ssarak continued. \"You look quite beautiful, I must say. Please, sit down.\" He added, motioning to a spot beside him. He hoped she did not mind sitting in the grass. He might have been able to find a table or bench, but the vibrance and color of the flowers in the spot he selected had a certain beauty which he, and hopefully Meirin, admired. Quite simply, it was romantic. \n\nAs Meirin approached, Ssarak uncovered the platter and started to separate out their respective meals. \"I know you are missing the feast to be here, so...I thought it would be nice to have a feast of our own. Would you like a glass of wine?\" He asked as he uncorked the bottle to pour a glass for himself.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nSsarak had chosen a nice place in the gardens. Meirin didn't terribly mind sitting in the grass; her dress was almost the same color, so any stains would be unnoticeable. As she sat down Meirin handed him the cupid roses. \"These are for you. Cupid Roses... They symbolize the growth of a budding romance.\" Immediately Meirin's face turned red. She felt foolish simply explaining what Cupid Roses were for. She just laughed it off and handed it off to Ssarak, gladly accepting a cup of wine. Perhaps a few drinks would allow her to relax.\n\nThere were also food which Ssarak had brought with him. Steamed vegetables, a fruit platter, and some sort of stew with mushrooms. Not a lot of meat, but Meirin was fine with that; meat was a rare commodity back at the monastery and even now Meirin eats a lot of greens out of habit. her stomach growled, reminding her that she hasn't eaten anything yet. Eager to chow down Meirin was about to ask Ssarak for a bowl when she felt something hit her head. It wasn't a physical pain however, but a mental one. One that she knew too well. \"Oh my... I shouldn't have sat down so quickly, I'm a little dizzy...\"\n\nBut in truth it was Meirin's narcolepsy acting up. Before she came to the college it was a constantly plague, but now she has been taking medicine to fight it. But she's been taking a bit more then usual and they still peak out at times. She hasn't actually fallen asleep for a very long time, but that was due taking her medicine regularly. Not wanting her condition to worsen Meirin would need to take another pill. So casually, Meirin took her plate that Ssarak had given her, eating a few bites and taking some sips from her wine. Occasionally she would reach into her purse to grab a napkin to wipe her mouth, but she was also sneaking some pills. \n\nOf course it wouldn't be hard for Ssarak to notice that Meirin was doing this, even if he doesn't read her mind. Meirin wasn't trying to be sneaky, rather she was simply trying not to make a big fuss about it. And wanting to distract him from questioning Meirin spoke. \"By the way Ssarak, I noticed that you spoke to some other Eysire at the feast. Mind if I ask what you spoke to them about?\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Alaira Taenn\nAlaira quirked a brow for a mere moment when he opened the door, before covering her nose. The scent, his words, and his appearance gave her a very clear picture of what they were just doing... \"Been busy?\" she asked, in a more irritated tone than she intended. Something about that knowledge just... angered her, and she didn't know why. She shook her head, sighing. \"I guess that means Lyn isn't here... It would say a LOT about your parenting if she was...\" She teased, smirking. \"Before you ask, I still haven't checked with the demon-thing, so she's probably with him.\" She did a poor job of hiding the distaste in her voice as she looked away.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nAfter spending some time in the gardens Meirin and Ssarak went to watch the demonstrations. They were just in time to see Ghell preform his demonstration, which really made Meirin hyped up. Meirin tried to copy some of his movements herself, but unlike Ghell her technique failed to create any creature. She didn't even feel any magic through her body as she tried. \"Wow! One day, I'll be able to do that too.\" Meirin watched a few more demonstrations before she and Ssarak went outside for some fresh air.\n\nOutside Meirin saw the various carts and stalls in the courtyard, so she dragged Ssarak down to try some games. She recognized a few back when she protected some of the caravans. Some of the caravaneers even remembered her, though they didn't know she was a student of the college. They tried to sell all sorts of little presents and knicknacks. She did buy a few, such as a silk mask that made her head look like a panda bear's, and a wooden toy called a yoyo. One attraction stood out to her the most. \"Oh! I remember these back at the monestary. Come on Ssarak!\" Instead of the usual torchlight, this stall was illuminated by glowing jack-o-lanterns. For just a few gold they would carve out a pumpkin for customers, or even let the customers carve out their own design. \"We used to do this back at the monastery with old pumpkins. I'm surprised to see someone build a business out of it. Two pumpkins please!\"\n\nAnd young man came over to Meirin and Ssarak with two fairly large pumpkins. When asked if they wanted a specific design Meirin asked for a knife instead. \"I have a design I'd like to make myself, please. Ssarak, I'll just be right over there. I brought a pumpkin for you too.\" Heading over to a table Meirin set her pumpkin down, first cutting open the top to scoop out the seeds within. From softness of the hull, these pumpkins were somewhat old indeed. They'll be easier to cut through at least. Meirin was already poking holes into her pumpkin while she wore her silly panda mask.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Lyn\n\nLyn smiled, then nodded her head. Her free hand reached out for the second piece and placed it into her teeth while she placed her rune under her arm, pinning it to her body. Both hands freed, she began to unwrapped the brown paper. It was hard at first, the candy stuck to the fragile brown and seemed to refuse to remove itself. Bit by bit, she carefully revealed the tan colored candy. She quickly popped it into her mouth a moment later and readjusted her rune back into her hand. \n\nAt first the texture was hard and sticky causing her molars to glue together, making it hard to undo. It took straining her jaw muscles to finally release it through a few moments later it happened all over. Her expression was confusing and frustrated since she hadn't figured out she was supposed to suck on it rather than chew. \n\nIt took all of Tyrael's turn for her to get through the first milk caramel which was delicious when it slid down her throat and settled in her belly. It made the struggle worth going through it again. After unwrapping the second one, her fingers were already inserting the piece when she spotted one of the rubber balls come out of a portal and land in a cup. She giggled, bouncing on her feet balls at seeing it repeat twice more, winning her more candies which she took willingly. \n\nStill struggling with her newest caramel in her teeth, she didn't wiggle when her uncle picked her back up. Her legs widening and sat back into the shoulders where he held her closely. Not knowing where else to put her candies, she placed the bag on Tyrael's head then pointed to a small puppet show occurring, the papercuts hidden behind a sheet as they moved and were manipulated by talented hands repeating the story for the hundredth time that day.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\n\"Well... I can't say I know how the monastery kept their supplies. We ate a lot of vegetables, so I know we had a garden. But there were lean periods, but I was taught they were for mental discipline... In hindsight we may have had a food shortage at some points.\" Meirin started to wonder more about her home. Now that the topic was shifted to it she realized that despite living there for most of her life, she didn't really know a lot about how it worked behind the scenes. She was only aware of the things that directly involved her, such as lessons and work. \"Well, I wouldn't worry too much about food. We do keep some meat for special occasions, and I'm certain that they'll be more than glad to cook some for you when we go visit. You'll be a guest after all, and we are nothing if not courteous to guest.\" Meirin said with a false air of nobility near the end. She was being honest though: they will be willing to cook something with meat for Ssarak if only because he was a guest, and not just because Meirin asked them too.\n\nAs she was considering looking for another stand to attend Meirin spotted Lyn in the corner of her eye. Ever since they returned from the caravan mission Meirin actually hasn't gotten a lot of time to see the little girl. If Meirin wasn't in class, Lyn was being taken care of by her parents or Alaira. Meirin had mixed feelings about the half-elf, so she left her alone during those private moments. But Meirin didn't see Alaira anywhere, so she stood up with her pumpkin. \"I think I saw Lyn. We should say hi!\"\n\nMeirin tracked down Lyn, which was when she realized that Lyn was also with Tyrael. Meirin had an even more mixed amount of feeling with Tyrael than she did with Alaira. At least with Alaira Meirin thinks she could find it within herself to forgive and befriend her. But with Tyrael... At best, he was a teacher and Meirin was a student, so she respected his authority. But otherwise she wants nothing to do with the demon. Even when she brought his weapons, she did her best to be professional and leave as soon as possible. Being a demon was bad enough; but Meirin knew that Tyrael willingly gave up his mortality to become one. What would drive him to do something like that? To stripe away his very humanity to become a monster? In a way people like Tyrael were worse than demons: at least demons were born bad. Tyrael chose to be.\n\nStill Meirin wasn't going to be scared off by him. She wanted to spend time with Lyn too, and if she had to tolerate his presence than she'll just have to deal with it. Though Meirin was wondering how to approach them when she saw the two heading towards a puppet show. Not really something that interested Meirin so she knew trying to lie about that would be pointless. It would be best if she was honest and just said she wanted to spend time with her. Getting her away from Tyrael was going to be the real challenge. \"I won't lose!\"\n\nAs it looked like a new puppet show was about to start Meirin approached Lyn and Tyrael quietly. Because she was sitting high on Tyrael's shoulders Meirin had to stand on her toes to reach up, putting her finger right next to Lyn's cheek. \"Lyn!\" When Lyn turns her head around, her cheek would run right into Meirin's finger. \"Boop!\" Settling down Meirin looked at Lyn and Tyrael, bowing her head politely. \"Good afternoon, Professor Tyrael, Lyn. How are you two doing?\" Meirin also noticed Lyn holding onto some sort of rune. She guessed it was a prize from the festival along with the bag of candy, which looked quite silly on Tyrael's head. Despite his usually intimating presence, he looked somewhat less fearsome in his tight fitting armor, with a little girl on his shoulders and a bag of sweets for a hat.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Lyn\n\nLyn nearly jumped when she felt Meirin's finger brushed her cheek, her mind engrossed into the show for a moment during the end. Immediately her hand whipped up and tried to brush the tickling away, confused at the cause on her expression until she registered the voice causing her look down instinctively. Her arms held tightly to Tyrael's head while she leaned over the edge to smile over Mei. Her golden eyes brightened to see the red haired and green eyed woman underneath her. Her little lips crept into a smile at the sight as she waved from on top of Tyrael's shoulder, her head looked beyond to notice Ssarak had followed the older student as well. \n\nLyn's voice spoke out loud through the rune after Mei bowed and asked her question, followed by Ssarak's greeting toward her Uncle. Letting Tyrael answer, she looked at Mei then proceeded to show it off. \"Look at what Leith gave me. It's a rune where I can talk with my thoughts! Isn't it neat?\" \n\nTo let the woman examine it, Lyn held it out in her hand then tried to pass it to the woman while leaning from her perch. She wasn't frightened because she knew her uncle would catch her if she went too far over, even as he was digging out coin for donations, and so the odds of her hitting the ground was very, very slim. She didn't realize her sweet bag was on the verge of toppling over on the other hand. At least, until it suddenly came crashing to the ground. For Lyn tried to snatch it only to have Tyrael's large hand be faster. It plopped right into his palm as he offered them to the pair, making Lyn smile in relief, and her body returned to sit back upright. Her chin rested on the Fallen Orc's head comfortably settling in.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "Althalus\n\nAlthalus quirked an eyebrow at Alaira's tone. \"Jealous that I've got all her attention? Don't worry, I'm sure Mar can find the time to talk to you. We're done and both relatively presentable. I swear.\" He teased grinning up at the half-elf. His grin slipped away at Alaira's distaste. \"Don't worry. Lyn isn't with us, she's with 'the demon-thing'.\" He paused for a moment, obviously considering if he should really try this again before continuing with a sigh. \n\n\"You have to make your peace with Tyrael at some point Alaira. Lyn likes him and if you want to be around Lyn you're going to have to be around him more. You're both more similar than you'd like to admit. You both want to protect Lyn, Mar, and, strangely enough, me. Both of you, for some damned reason, think you're monsters that don't have a chance of redemption. So, if you're not here to chat with Mar, why don't you go and find Tyrael and Lyn? Have a fun day with the both of them and realize that perhaps Tyrael isn't as bad as you thought and maybe you can learn to trust him. After all, he hasn't threatened you with death. Horrific death, I might add. He may even like you, if you weren't so busty threatening him all the time.\"\n\nAlthalus glanced back into Den before continuing. \"If you don't want to go chat with Tyrael and Lyn you could always chat with Mar. I think she might enjoy the company. Don't tell her I said that though, Naga pride and all that.\" He winked conspiratorially at Alaira.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Althalus Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Lira was silently wandering the open field, enjoying the grass under her toes. She had been walking for a while and had gotten use to the gentle or rapid changes depending on the terrain. She was so used to it she hadn't notice the change of hollow ground under her feet till it broke away. She screamed out as she plummeted into the unknown.When the echoed noise of the collapsed tunnel subsided did she uncurl from her ball. She inspected herself for broken bones finding only bruises on top of already sore muscles. She carefully stood back on her feet listening around hearing the whistle of the wind as it blew over the hole she had fallen into.\n\"Well I won't be climbing out of here any time soon\" She muttered sniffed the air catching a faint coppery sent. \n\"Blood? Is some one hurt? Or maybe there's a copper vine down here, where ever here is exactly\" She mutter placing her hand on the wall as she began to walk away from the sent and away from the hole, though soon found out that it wasn't a good idea as she felt bones of a long since dead corps.\n\"Okay that's just gross\" She said making a ew face and wandered a bit blindly using her ears to find her way around though still manage to walk into a few walls.", "username": "Sento", "char_name": "Lira" }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nRunning through the forest, flashes of steel cut through the trees and brush, scaring off birds and little animals. As meirin ran past, she was able to pick up a few of her throwing stars, swiftly putting them back into her pouch. She was trying to to find an animal that Lyn can try to take down, but so far she hasn't had any luck getting anything good. Meirin hoped to have Lyn start with a fox or perhaps rabbit, but the rabbits were too fast and Meirin never found a fox yet. She did see some wolves, but Meirin was uncertain if Lyn was ready for them, even if she wounded them a bit. Perhaps a deer, but Meirin had a hard time getting close to them. Their nose were quite sharp, and despite Meirin's best efforts her natural musk gave her away even when she was down-wind. \n\nFor a moment Meirin stopped for a breather. She's been running around all morning trying to find animals for Lyn to take out, but the monk girl hasn't even managed to wound one. It was somewhat self-conscience; hunting wasn't really something Meirin did. Sure she'd kill an animal if she had to, even help butcher one, but hunting wasn't something Meirin grew up to do. She was more prepared to hunt and take out a bandit then she was a bunny. But Meirin was always willing to give help to Lyn and her family, even doing things she's not used to. Though perhaps Meirin would have more luck if she worked with her partners; she was only suppose to be scouting for potential prey. Meirin's own arrogance in her skills with the Shuriken made her believe she could wound a rabbit, but instead of a grazing cut she just missed. Sighing, Meirin went to find Summer and Leith. Perhaps they were having better luck then she was.\n\nAs Meirin was looking for Summer, she heard Leith call out. \"Hey! There's a rabbit headed your way, try to push it towards the meadow!\" Looking around Meirin didn't see Summer, but did see the rabbit. \"you got this Summer! I have your back!\" As Meirin said that she carefully held her spear in her hand while her other hand took out two shurikens, ready to help redirect the bunny once Summer manages to get it to head into the meadow. \n\nMyrn Vaan'Atisha\n\nMyrn caught up to the others as they entered through the catacomb doors. She carried more-or-less the usual gear she would have while on the road. Travel rations that could last her a few days, a bedroll, torches, flint and steel, a gallon of water, a whetstone, compass, and most importantly a map. And not just any map, but a map of the catacombs. Myrn had to scour through the library for this, but hearing about where she was going Myrn wanted to make sure she knew as much as she could. The map was about two years old, but she didn't think the college would have renovated the catacombs much in the past two years. Things looked fairly aligned as they were going through the entrance. \"Hello everyone! I'm Myrn Vaan'Atisha, at your service.\"\n\nThe wood elf was quietly keeping track of the team's progress when Tyrael stopped them. He was looking voer a corpse which Myrn knew was a Ridge Hound. She saw a few of them in Yarosmere once, and knew they were a local of the Ravine. It didn't take long for Myrn to figure out that something was wrong before Tyrael explained it to them. He divided everyone up into teams, to which Myrn responded by taking out her sword. \"Ridge Hounds! I've never faced them before. This will be fun!\" Myrn said cheerfully as she took some practiced swings with her Dar'Missan.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Alaira TaennAlaira let out a soft little laugh when the girl seemed surprised, not at all worried about catching a knife in her for her trouble... It was good that she was alert, if a bit jumpy. She gently rubbed her head in a soothing manner, looking around before crouching low to the ground to search for prey...\"Don't worry about it~...\" She said quietly, scanning the horizon. \"I'm here, remember? Nothing's gonna hurt you on my watch.\"\n\nShe looked up to Annabeth... There might perhaps be too many people, Lyn was a popular one. She was about to say something along the lines of 'Probably the big-ass horse' to her, but she kept it to herself. She was a lot nicer, at least outwardly, when she was around the little tyke. \"Try to get a ways off, yeah? I can keep low over here...\" She said... \n\nShe heard it first. Rustlings in the grass, vermin fleeing in terror across the grasses en mass. She looked about to the source, gasping slightly at the sight... \"A Nitemare, here?\" She whispered, shaking her head... She'd fought such creatures before, though she'd never killed one herself... Her expression hardened as she rose to her feet, readying her blade... Before she could talk though, Annabeth gave her orders... No, that was a terrible idea! She'd been trying to listen to people more lately, but she'd faced creatures like this before, she knew how to deal with them. \n\nShe grabbed Lyn quickly, less concerned with handling her gently with the situation as she placed her on the horse with Annabeth, slapping its flank. \"No, get some distance! I can handle it, just keep her away!\" She said urgently, turning to see it charge... Along wiht a terrible shriek. She knew what was coming... She didn't have much time. She dashed about fifteen feet from where it shrieked, readying her blade to meet its charge head on, slightly to the side. She'd aim a cleaving blow with her weapon right where its legs would be when it left the veil and re-entered their world... \"Come on... Come on then.\" She growled.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nMeirin chased the rabbit with Summer, staying a bit behind her in case the rabbit tried to make a detour. She jumped over obstacles with use, using her spear to vault her over trees and branches too thick or too high for her to jump under her own power. There was too much on the forest floor for Meirin to be able to get a clear shot with her shurikens, so she just had to keep running. Eventually Meirin reached the meadows where she saw the rabbit get attacked by a badger. Or what she thought was a badger, it was too far for Meirin to make the details. \"Summer, that badger is going to take-\"\n\nAs Meirin was yelling for Summer, she noticed a similar badger at Summer's feat. Knowing the ferocity of such creatures, Meirin was immediately concerned for Summer's safety. \"SUMMER WATCH OUT!\" With careful aim, Meirin tossed her throwing star right at the creature at Summer's feet. Meirin was certain that she wouldn't hit Summer, though she couldn't say the same about the creature at her feet. But once more, Meirin was still too far away to identify it as anything other than a badger. And she's never seen one outside of some of the books Ssarak shows her.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Colette, Catacombs\n\nColette flinched as he suddenly answered in anger. She was always scared of him even when she was in class with him. She sat in somewhat back to keep away from him most of the lectures but he would sometimes walk around and go by her. She the rest of the group went a separate way of Tyrael and another male. They walked until Colette stopped sniffed the air. She smelt the smell preservation of corpses which was odd since it never smelt like that. She could also smell the ridge hounds nearby and knew there would be a fight. She only heard about rigid hounds in pictures and learned about them but never actually faced one. She jumped when the hounds howled and went at the. Colette looked at the group\n\n\"Everyone time for battle\" She said and Hyllos gave a loud screech in the air. Colette pulled out her dagger for some protection. The battle started and Colette was facing one of the rigid hounds. She was keeping it at bay for now with Hyllos's help. She gasped when she felt the hound claw at her cutting her arm. She backed up holding her bleeding arm. \"Hyllos find its weakness\" She said and she backed up holding her arm trying to stop the bleeding. She knew in her mind Hyllos would not last long against this beast.\n\nSummer, Lyn's Hunt\n\nSummer gasped when she saw the creature and backed up as a star came out of no where and get the creature killing it, she looked at Meirin and smiled at her.\n\n\"Thanks so much....well that rabbit is done for...we better go find another\" She sighed and turned to her friend. She smiled at her again. \n\n\"Thank you so much for that. I probably would have been hurt\" she said wanting to hug her but she didn't know how she felt about it, so she resisted the urge.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" } ]

[ { "text": "Alaira Taenn, Hunt\nAlaira waited, idly tapping her blade against her shoulder as she awaited the madman to reveal just what the fuck he was talking about... Perhaps some shapeshifter? One with a sort of split personality, maybe.? Regardless, she wasn't that good at psyche evaluations, much better at pummeling madman than analyzing them. She chuckled lightly to herself when the man resolved into an elven shape... An elven brawler? Almost as unusual as her...\n\nAnd then, he spoke. Her smile completely disappeared. Her expression was... worryingly cold. No obvious fury, no smarmy smile, no snarl. She lifted her blade from her shoulder, pointing it to him one-handed. \"You... Are going to regret that.\" She said, bringing her blade closer and inspecting it. She looked it over, before giving it one twirl and planting the weapon into the ground. She took her bow and then her quiver, holding them out to either side of her and letting them fall to the ground. She stepped forward, pounding a fist into her palm, grinding the knuckles against it as power arced across her arms. \"Come on.\" She said, dropping low into a fighting stance. \n\nGrey Onyx, Catacombs\nGrey gasped slightly in shock as his weapon burst into flame, seeming to express excitement at being used... Perhaps only because she was a worthy opponent? When he had hit the ridge hounds it had been quiet... The creature seemed to metamorphose some more, growing a dragon's head and using some sort of breath weapon... He kept his head behind the shield, flames bouncing from it and narrowly missing his head. He didn't have a lot of time here. Then, he received telepathic messages. He... didn't know what to say. Add another mindless monster for him to fight? no thank you. -While I appreciate the thought, it'd probably just consume it at best and at worst I'd have more to fight...- He sent back, an irritable tone clear in his 'voice' from his... Well, impending doom.\n\nStill, since thanks to his plan Ssarak would not be able to deal with the unfortunate Naga, Grey would at least try to neutralize it if he wouldn't utilize it. What to do... He needed just a little breathing room. Speaking of breathing, he could hear it behind him, and he knew it was the maliced one: It breathed differently, in a more 'bestial' manner. -I think I have this... Whatever happens, slice through this arm.- He thought, to the Axe and not Ssarak. He grit his teeth, shifting his stance as he chopped at the arm again... Slicing through was easy, but he knew it would grow a new one anyhow. His runes burned once more as he prepared his second blow. He smashed his shield into her at full power, knocking her back a fair distance. He turned some, keeping his shield towards the more pressing threat as he whipped back, neatly cleaving the maliced Naga's head from its shoulders. Hopefully, he could bring his shield back to bear before the abomination had gotten too close.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Sinys: Lyn's Hunt\n\nDuring the long ride to the college Sinys refused to sit for very long, most of the time he stood for a while and then sat back down. Large portions of the time he had been reading letting the breeze from the carriage window do the work for him. Of course it had been slightly difficult to read when the breeze passed through multiple pages at one time. Though he kept his focus on a single page at a time. With the carriage coming to an abrupt halt he felt anxiety for not knowing what was going on. \n\nStanding once more he got out of the wooden vehicle and met the sun with peace. Then he grew aware of the sounds of battle \"Sir it might be best for you to wait here. Or even better let us head back to the town we had left earlier.\" The driver warned with a waver in his voice. \n\nHowever Sinys shook his head and walked to the front of the carriage \"Tell me what you see.\" He demanded hating to rely on someone else's eyes. After a moment of description he asked about the Naga, what it looked like and how big it had been. He then took off running to that area foolishly, as he had never heard of malice before. Nor the problems of Naga venom. He only hoped that he had ran in the correct direction, dodging the occasional limb, root, and stone. One might ask how he knew that it was there, but he wouldn't give a straight answer. \n\nHis foot steps were sure enough to guide his a good distance from the people fighting. The deciding factor being the noise and scents he followed upon shortening the distance. Being blind meant one thing on the battle field. Announcing your attendance \"Blind areomancer reporting.\" He announced not too far away. Drawing his bow for a single shot he positioned himself at a decent angle so as to not hit an ally. Or what he had assumed to be allies. For now anything that entered his range would be considered hostile and dealt with in a counter grapple. \n\nThe sounds and smells that entered his field of recognition he did not manipulate. That would take too much energy from him. Instead he let such things flow more naturally. After all he needed to conserve anything that he had until he had been doubly ensured that no other enemies existed. Many things raced through his mind as he honed his senses to paint a picture the best he could. Including the sharp sound of bolts being fired.", "username": "EthTenshi", "char_name": "Sinys Erweinoc Luf'firio" } ]

[ { "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\nThe wounds from on the white masked man made Keri very frightened. As a vampire there was no way she could cause that much damage in so little time. Althalus seemed much like a damsel in distress to even cause that much damage himself. The fact was she really had to give credit to whatever did that much to the masked man since she had apparently screwed up herself.\" Never send a moron to do the dirty work for you. Oh I forgot it takes a moron to know one.\" The man's speed was… Superior than anyone Keri knew. The movements and the grinding was more unnatural than her still being classified as alive. She felt overwhelmed and powerless making her knees buckle from fear.\"Steady there Ker. It's going to be alright. You're going to be alright.\"\n\n\" T-t-there's no steady about this! What the hell is going on Althalus? Who was that? How are we supposed to beat a freak like him?\" Keri's choked voice displayed her fear. This thing was much more frightening than her maker. A soft rustling made her fear disappear almost completely. She had hoped these mongrels had learned their lesson but it seemed she would have to finish the job this time. She slashed at where the sound had originated, allowing a glimpse of the Naga, making her fear rise a little more.\n\nIf the Cosh was unable to dodge his jaw would have received a massive cut. \" I know this isn't the time to ask but Althalus can a Naga still be alive after they get hit with an arrow in the heart? If not please explain to me how she is. I'd really love to know.\" Keri asked as she tore the bottom of her tunic off exposing her navel. She was curious as to how the Naga was alive as to an experiment she wanted to test out. The Cosh seemed to tracked her and she wanted to find out how. If she did maybe they could use this to their advantage.\" Here cut this up. I'm quite curious about something. When the clones get into throwing range see if you can pin a piece of cloth to them. I want to see if the mongrels are attracted to the cherry blossom scent.\"", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Enzius Zarbath\n\nLyn's Hunt\n\nHe had lost them. A rookie mistake. These forests were alien to him and in the confusion he had gotten separated. Enzius raced through the brush, hopping from branch to branch, tree to tree, bush to bush. Leave whirled around him as he sped through the trees. Enzius stopped and rolled to the ground, taking in his surroundings. He looked behind him and saw a gigantic figure looming behind him. At least 9 feet tall, probably more. It was one of the strange beasts that he had fended off earlier. His eyes widened as the animal started bounding towards him at a startling speed. Enzius looked up and saw a branch just tall enough to be higher than the beast. He thought he could make it. He misjudged.\n\nEnzius leaped up through the air, but the beast was faster. Enzius grunted and was thrown backwards onto the beasts antlers, impaled. He tried to scream in pain but his vocal chords didn't work. The antler was covered in Enzius's blood and the hooved monster shook his head around as he tried to shake the snow elf off. Enzius made small grunts, not able to make any noise as his tiny body was jerked around and with the blood slicking the antler, he slid off and was thrown to the side; the beast sprinting away. Enzius laid there as he bled out, blood trickling out of his mouth. He looked up at the sky, it growing dimmer every second. He wondered where he had gone wrong.\n\nThe Branch he thought.\n\nThe branch was too high.\n\nHe drifted into eternal darkness.", "username": "The Survivor", "char_name": "Enzius Zarbath" } ]

[ { "text": "Baulder, Catacombs\n\nBaulder could only keep his field of vision on the Naga now, even that though was quickly closing. He had the field of view of a large bowl now, but he could tell that it was going to get smaller from there too. As he was making his way to the Naga with blade still outstreched he looked beyond the Naga and saw a massive wall of flesh begin to take up the hallway. Either Tyrael had finally arrived, or the Inferno had opened itself into the catacombs. Baulder began to believe the latter as he turn around himself while John propped him up. The walls we becoming deceptively larger and beginning to open up into what he could only presume was the Inferno. We figured this was a possibility. Baulder found himself in solemn agreeance with the fact that he was likely to die now. If only he could give him more time, maybe he would find him.\n\nAs Baulder collapsed to his knees and John began to fade away Baulder reached out to his fading demon and then he was gone. Baulder tried to get himself up, even sheathing his blade to try and stand but he only succeeded in landing on his hands and knees again. Baulder decided to lean back on his knees and pivoting his foot to touch the ground so that he was stable. He looked back at the leading edge of the Inferno that was coming towards him and he realized that right next to him was a bipedal demon. \"Demon..\" Baulder coughed hard for a moment then turned back to the demon \"I do not know if you are of the masters brood or... maybe you are him. Find Tyrael, tell him.... I failed... there were so many of them.... we killed so many of them.... couldn't..... get to them. We tried Tyrael, we could not accomplish your orders. We are..... sorry for that.\" Baulder suddenly went limp and face planted forwards into a ridgehound body. Through Baulder's pinhole of vision he was able to see the demon continue moving past him. Baulder had failed him, Baulder was undeserving of his mercy.", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" }, { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nLyn's Hunt \n\nThere was a breath of relief when the knife found its home not in the leg of one of people she was trying to help. Her father would be proud that she'd done so well. And she'd been right that it wouldn't kill anything, but she'd hurt and distracted something successfully. Even if the distraction had brought attention directly to her now. And now what was she to do? She should have really thought this through a bit better. Because now she was going to get hurt.\n\nGlancing at the others to make sure that things were balanced at the very least. Or ideally tilted in their favor. But nothing ever went ideally easily, it took work to get there.\n\nShe drew the slightly bigger blade from its home on her belt. She held it in her hands with a practiced ease. Fire was the newer thing for her. Her father had been teaching her how to fight and use a blade since she was a very young girl. She'd never taken on something like this, so she hoped she could handle this. There was one coming right at her. But he flickered out of sight and she lost it for a moment. Well great, she thought with a panic growing in her chest. Taking a deep breath again she closed her eyes for just a moment to slow down the panic. When she opened them again a minute later she noticed the shifting grass. \n\n\"Got you,\" She said with a quietly barked laugh. Perhaps she'd not die at the very least. Crouching lower, she shifted her bag slowly down until it war on the ground, she kicked it back towards the trees stop she hopefully wouldn't trip over it in the fight. Gripping the blade tighter she went for the spot where she thought the cosh would be, hopefully going for the flank of the thing and avoiding the teeth as much as possible. But without being able to see it, she was almost sure that she'd be clenched down on at some point.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" } ]

[ { "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\nThe creatures teeth was near enough for the vampire to feel the hot breathe through her boot. If it had not been for the new human's attack the girl would have been done for. There would have been two ways which could have been played out. Keri's death or instinct would have took over. Making her blinded by blood lust unable to depart friends from foes. Which would most likely would have ended in killing those whom she swore to protect or them killing her in self defense. Thankfully all had worked out just fine leaving a very much needed thank you towards the man afterwards.\n\nBlood filled the air once more adding to more of an animal scent. The scent of blood and what seemed like a pained howl confirmed the Cosh had been hit. Though how badly Keri couldn't tell as she placed her free hand towards the ground. Her claws digging into the grey grass, slowing her down enough to turn back towards the enemy, as it snared. The young woman looked up just to see the newly appeared monster. There was distance between them but not enough to truly matter. That was if the Alpha was looking her way. All the black and white beast would need was just a few steps making her easy prey.\n\nNow it seemed as if their situations had been switched. The savior now seemed to have the creature's undivided attention. As an advantage the human did have armor on. At least mostly coving his body. This would help stop the mutt's sharp teeth from piercing his skin making things easier on the vampire. But in the end who knew how long the armor would hold under it's grip. That was when there counter attack happened. When the Cosh attacked Keri noted it's pace as well as the man's. Legs first to be attacked. A swing towards the enemy's head missing entirely making it clear to the girl the Alpha had expected the attack. Now the creature had the human's forearm though the Cosh seemed to be trying to go for his wrist.\n\nKeri placed her sword back into it's holder. Each person fighting the huge black and white Alpha had an advantage over it. The man's was his armor though it looked to be slowing him down. Which the vampire could help with. Keri was naturally faster than most of the students there with one exception in play. Even though the pain had become numb there limitation was still in play. Yet the girl noticed earlier she was still slightly faster. All that was needed was a distraction. This was provided when the older Naersan attacked the creature.\n\nThe girl stayed lowered towards the ground as she thought of what to do. Keri slowly worked her claw out of the dirt. There was so many ways this plan could go wrong yet she knew she needed to try. The vampire just wished she would have spent more time with Colette. Even after the complicated situation over a month ago. Yet she decided to keep her distance, at the time seemed like the best choice, at the time. Oh gods the vampire hoped this would end successfully since she missed Colette. After the prayer off Keri went. A drive towards the ground near the furry leg, slashing it with her dominate claw, and ending with an awkward roll.\n\nIf the Alpha Cosh didn't noticed the familiar scent of cherry blossoms, due to being mostly focused on Deven, then it's leg would have been damaged. Hopefully making it harder to move as well as another way for the teammates to track the bloody creature. If it had smelled her and was able to react fast enough the Keri would most likely received either a rather large amount of damage. This would then activate her feral side. Or the mutt could have just scratched the girl's leg.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nLyn's Hunt \n\nHelena found herself flying lowly through the air, being tossed like she was nothing more than a rag doll. She was small, but this thing was more powerful than just being able to lift her because she was little. Even with how much blood it had lost and the damage it had taken, it still managed to toss her about like she was nothing. Howls of pain ripped through the air as she sailed and she hoped it was from the one she was fighting. \n\nShe landed with a thud against the elf, knocking the breath out of her chest and tossing get glasses off her face before the two of them were a tangled pile of limbs. She dropped her knife so she didn't end up stabbing him as well, and struggled to free herself from the other body. She was sure that there was some elbows to the face on both sides before she finally managed to roll off of Sinys and get her breath back.\n\nSearching for her glasses first she came up on her blade instead, grasping the blood covered blade and looking to the cosh to see what was going on. It wasn't coming at them. It was almost totally still. It was dying, but it wasn't dead yet. The way it held itself, lowered itself down, it was pitiful. Such a beast brought down so low.\n\nShe got to her knees and then up with a grunt and hiss of pain from the pressure on her injured arm. Foregoing her glasses she made her way to the cosh as slowly as she dared, trying not to rile it up and cause it to have one last sputter of attack in it. But the closer she got, the clearer she could see it, and she doubted that would happen.\n\nHelena knelt down within arm's reach of the cosh, breathing through her nose through the pain of newly found bruises. \"I am sorry,\" She murmured to it, taking the knife in left hand and with a deep breath, plunged it through at the base of the skull. A quick, and relatively pain free death for something that probably would have ripped her to shreds alive if she would have let it.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" } ]

[ { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nMeirin continued to pummeled the knight with blows of water until he got fed up. Apparently this wasn't the honorable combat he wanted, so instead of trying to put up a better fight he was going to go after Leith and Enasha. \"I'm your opponent, you dishonorable cur!\" Meirin threw everything she had at the knight. She didn't bother trying to hit his weak points except as a lucky hit, and instead had her balls of water just swarm the knight and beat him down. As she did this Meirin readied another spell, this one easier to do quickly. She jumped into the air spinning her body round and round, her arms stretched out whilst holding her weapon. She spun at least eight times in a full rotation before the spell went off. Right before she touche the ground she was at the center of a wheel made of pure wind. This wheel allowed her to move very fast, but was hard to stop and only went in one direction at a time. But that was fine as she used the Wind Wheel to charge straight towards the knight. Right as the spheres of water dropped because Meirin was no longer maintaining them, she was about to knock out the knight's knee caps. \n\n\"Dammit! If only I had a different weapon to break through his armor!\" Meirin berated herself in her mind. She didn't expect to fight an armored knight here, but if she did she'd take a heavier weapon to deal with him. Her meteor hammers or wolf tooth club. \"I should have learned how to use Ssarak's pollaxe. Few of my weapons are useful against heavy armor like this.\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\nAfter shifting to the side a few feet she now had a clear line of sight on the beast's front and right side. She once more took aim as Deven began to clear the distance, taking in a calm and steady breath she lined up her shot and let loose aiming for the beasts neck.\n\nThe slash wasn't deep enough to cause any serious damage to the beast. Keri's claws had torn the skin as well as into the tendon allowing another way to track the Alpha. That was if it ever decided to turn invisible once again. Crimson dripped to the ground forcing loose blades of grass to stick to her hand. Somehow the vampire had rolled past on of the places the creature had dug into. This wasn't a huge surprise considering they seemed to stay put where the monster had tossed her. At least the attack had been repaid.\n\nThe girl stayed in a crouch as she turned. She spotted were the slash was as it howled in pain. In truth it had worked better than she thought though the outcome was a bit... Disappointing. Now it was crumpled towards the ground, as if the human smacked it on the noise like a dog. The wound was leaking crimson causing the grey grass underneath turn red faster and time for someone else to attack. This was a win-win in her book though the young woman wasn't quite done with the thing. But it was best to wrap this up and help out the others.\n\n\"Eyes on me you big bastard!\" Being said caused Keri to notice the Cosh's attention turn towards the screaming moron. It was rather strange not having it's undivided attention now but a welcomed distraction none the less. Most people in these students position would high tail it out of here yet here they all were trying to finish this hellish day.\" I suppose it's time to get to work before this idiot gets himself killed. I just hope Annabeth managed to get to the college alright with Lyn. As well as Mar being alright. Otherwise this may end up as a horrible day.\"\n\n\"Damn\" was said from a woman. At least to the vampire.\" I take that back. Apparently these two seem to be having a rather off day.\" Keri took out her sword from it's holder. Crouching down while turning her head towards where the voice sounded from. Once the arrow was released. The young woman waited until it was halfway towards the target before running at angle to the opposite side. Keri slashed at it's head then took a few steps back afterwards.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" } ]

[ { "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\nWhen the simmering stopped on the look of thin air laid where the creature stood. The man wouldn't let the beast go, making retreat seem impossible. Most likely the Cosh knew it was struck between a rock and a hard place. This caused the Alpha to tear and scatter both grass and dirt. Clearly the monster wasn't going down without a fight at least from the frustrated snarling and the deepening paw prints in the dirt. Deeper went the print on the left side forcing a snapping sound in Keri's ears during the guy's rush.\n\nThe vampire didn't exactly hit where she was aiming at. Thank the gods her aim had hit the invisible Cosh instead of the man. Flesh tearing and smell of blood said the girl had hit though it went more towards one side than the other. The Alpha seemed to have reappeared, though she couldn't truly confirm it, either way she smelled blood and could tell the attack must have left another thin red line on the side. Then a thump towards the ground.\n\nKeri never truly stopped at least completely mainly because if she did there was a chance she would lose the blood trail. The princess was still in trouble yet he seemed farther than when the girl left him. The familiar scent was becoming faint which was rather concerning factor. The vampire cursed at herself before completely skidding to an almost violent stopped.\" Calm down. So far as we know the bear is with our damsel. It sounded as if the frame was damaged which seemed to force it to not be able to move very well. The masked man is also with them. Come on think.\" Keri thought to herself as while she looked around.\n\nThere was a near by tree which would help give her momentum and add speed. Also something to help spot the two allies and the freaky fast white masked person. Unless in theory jumping high enough for a better view. Maybe halfway up the tree which most likely prove difficult with the bruising. The vampire knew she had to at least try. The girl dashed halfway back then turned and dashed forward. The landing wasn't even close to the halfway mark but enough to see where bear's leg was none the less. She pushed her leg off the tree landing on the ground in a crouch. Keri took off towards the battleground, gripping the sword tightly and inhaling the scent of blood, while trying to think of how to get the guy's attention. Once there the girl sliced at enemy's leg with the sword once again, ducking into a roll afterwards.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Knight\n\n\"Yes, whore, forced! You refused to fight me, running away until you have someone more honorable to fight for you. You are a coward. A weak woman who can't stand up to her opponents, and hides behind real warriors. He,\" the knight pointed his shield at Ssarak, barely tracking Mei's movements with his eyes, \"will fight me with honor. He will not run. He is not a coward who speaks like she has courage when all she has are words!\" The knight ignored Ssarak's words. While honorable, the Esyire was clearly misguided and thought that the 'victims of Aarem' weren't savage beasts that needed to be exterminated. \"Stay quiet and cower in your corner, coward. I have an actual opponent to fight.\"\n\nHe shifted his shield into a higher position, his wince of pain hidden behind his mask. \"The Lord of Light guides my hand, and I will cleanse Aarem's filth from this world. Vampiric death by vampiric death, until my hands are stained bloody so bloody that they are darker than the night!\" The knight threw his shield again, a whistling noise emanating from it as it tore through the air, soon followed by the knight himself. He was moving fast, too fast for a man in his armor. The blades of the shield were heading towards Ssarak's head. Whatever he did to stop it, it would be followed by a punch to the stomach from the knight himself. \n\nKnight's brother\n\nThe man frowned. \"What are you doing? Drying the earth while death approaches? Foolish.\" The trees were finally within range of the annoyances, and their branches swung down, intent upon beating his opponents to death. Limb beat by bloody limb beat.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\n\"You are a sad, sad mad man.\" Meirin wasn't certain if he was ignorant or just stupid. Either way it was pitiful; this man seemed like the type who's never fought against an actual martial artist or mage. Assuming he wasn't all bluster, which Meirin had to admit he probably wasn't, the knight was still more familiar with other armored knights or perhaps savage feral vampires. Basically, the types that would engage the knight in \"honorable\" melee combat. But Meirin wasn't about to let the knight's insults get to her, even if she wanted to prove to him she could take him on hand-to-hand. She already had her spell ready and Ssarak could use the help.\n\nOnce more Meirin gain control of orbs of water. But this time instead of sending each orb out at the knight as multiple blades, she fused and stretched the water into a long, thread-like current. Practically invisible to the naked eye, but despite being as thin as string the water was moving at speeds greater than the blades before. Meirin was inspired to create this spell from an old proverb her masters told her: Even mountains whither to a storm. Mixing dirt and stones into the threads of water and making the liquid move at high speeds, Meirin created a razor wire to cut the knight with.\n\nThe knight moved fast for a man in armor, but he wasn't nearly as fast as Meirin. Making the water blade into one large loop, she had the blades in the path of the knight as he charged towards Ssarak. She positioned one blade knee-high so that if he tried to slide underneath, it'd still cut him from the shoulders up. She also had another blade head-high, so if he tried to jump it'd cut off his knees. That's assuming he could even see the thin blade anymore than he could see a clothesline. She couldn't stop the shield, but Meirin knew that Ssarak could defend against it easily.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]