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[ { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\n\"A petting zoo is where you can see different kinds of animals up close. It's kinda like a stable, but with different animals, like birds, or cows, or even bugs. You can even touch them and feed them!\" Meirin cheerfully explained to Lyn. She was hoping that Lyn would agree, but before she could speak Tyrael mentioned taking Lyn to some sort of wooden contraption. Meirin was not a superstitious person, but she didn't exactly trust the handiwork of technology. Too many moving parts, too many chances where things could go wrong. She understood that Tyrael just wanted to take Lyn on something new and exciting, but Meirin wanted Lyn to see something safer and more interesting.\n\nBut before Meirin could offer a counter, the demonomancy professor left with Lyn, heading straight towards the carousel. \"Oh, wait!\" Meirin stood up and followed, but not before taking out a coin and donating it. She bowed her head respectfully towards the actors before catching up with Tyrael and Lyn. She didn't like how he was practically forcing them along, even if Lyn agreed to see the carousel first. As they got closer, Meirin was questioning the carousel's stability. The wooden mounts look stable enough, but the way it creaked as it spun made Meirin uncertain. Not to mention that just almost out of eyesight was piles of broken parts of the carousel, suggesting that they must have broken off at some point. Gulping, Meirin catch up to the others.\n\n\"Is... Is this safe? It doesn't exactly look the most... Stable.\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Ovak\n\n\"Ah, well I could be getting my train of thoughts crossed. Not many are able to tell the difference after all and few live to make that mistake again. Their magic is rather old and derived from a source best left alone in the end.\" Ovak stated simply, his words paused to bring his tea to his lips again. The steam wafting up and into his nostrils. A minty scent lingering in his memory for a few moments. \n\nHe thought for a moment, his fingers tightened as something passed through his mind. The archmage inhaled a moment then let out the breath in a bitter sigh. Avoiding it was impossible but he hated having his peace taken away by the collecting mob, his eyes shifted to the pair with a slight apologetic look. However, he refused to send them away. If they left on their own was another matter and fully understandable. \n\nSlowly, Ovak leaned into Leith's side then whispered. \"Brace yourself, we might become rather popular here shortly. If you want to run, I don't blame you. Just wish I could follow.\"\n\nThe words barely finished, the diplomats drew close like vultures waiting to pick a carcass clean when the lions were done.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"A prominent college in which those with mageblood are expertly trained in the art of magic.\"\n\nHad Ruvaen lied to her as a joke? If so, it wasn't very funny considering she had traveled a long way. Well, not too long, but it was wasted time, nonetheless, that she could have spent on making money. After all, there was no way a renowned college such as Ruvaen spoke of would be reduced to a backyard carnival – one with questionable and obviously treacherous rides. More specifically, a carnival with a wooden, slowly spinning trap of death. Cosima had never laid eyes on a torture device more foul than the carousel; an apparatus created to torment children with dizziness and delusional notions of misplaced fun. This dead-like festival was not Cosima's definition of fun, more so her nightmares and terrified thoughts. Nothing scared Cosima more than loose children flying about and dubious contrivances with working, toothless men and pure sugary demise. Yet, Cosima waited in line, her foot tapping impatiently as she waited for it to move forward in hopes of being able to ride this death machine herself. It would give her something to tell her mother after she explained the disappointment the college was.\n\nSomewhere near her, Cosima could hear the uncertain and shaky voice of someone either behind her or in front of her and an accompanying insistent one. The brunette would be lying if the voices didn't irk her – everything irked her at this point; the smells, the sounds, the permeating sweat and body heat that clung to her like sickness clings to lying near-corpses. It was unbearable – but the idea of seeing some mage to talk about her future at the college was even more unbearable. Instead, Cosima wanted to pretend that everything was a deception so she could return to her mother in New Sanguine, where she belonged.\n\n\"How long must I wait here till I can leave without a guilty conscience?\" Cosima wondered aloud as she was wont to do.", "username": "Apokalipse", "char_name": "Cosima Crestbloom" }, { "text": "Tyrael Marchosias\n\nTyrael didn't comment on Meirin's concern. In hindsight the carousel was a new thing that even he wasn't didn't know much about. The fact that no incidents have been reported (As far as he knew) about the ride made him think it was safe to use. But all the more reason he'd like Lyn to experience it, for good or ill. Of course if it was a bad experience there'd be hell to pay. When Tyrael approached he could see the workers look at him with fear. Whether it's because he was a demon or because they knew he was a professor, Tyrael didn't care much for it. Her let Lyn down to wait in line before approaching one of the workers.\n\n\"When will the next ride begin?\"\n\n\"H-hello good sir! Next ride is actually beginning right now, we just need to reset the ride...\"\n\nTyrael nodded his head and was about to join Lyn when the worker spoke out. \"Ah, I must apologize, sir, but... There's a weight limit for the carousel... No one over 200 pounds.\" Under normal circumstance Tyrael would feel insulted at the perceived insult, however seeing Lyn look so excited at the carousel, he opted to ignore it. \"So be it, mortal. But I want the child to ride on the best seat available.\" The worker bowed his head and got the others to go back to work. Soon a man dressed in fine clothes stepped up onto a podium and began shouting for people to come ride the carousel, and that there were some mounts available. There was twelve in total, and the ride itself was free, though a modest donation for Hysteria's \"Creative Dynamics\" group was most appreciated. \n\nHowever as the riders got onto their mounts, there was another issue. The horses used to move the carousel around were exhausted and needed some time to rest. An hour at least, but regardless the customers would have to leave. When Tyrael noticed how long things were taking he went back to see what the issue was. \"What is taking so long?\" He asked bluntly. The head engineer, the only worker there who seemed to have no fear of Tyrael, answered back. \"Horses are tired sir. We've been pushing em hard for the past few hours, and they're near dead if we make them do this one more time. We'd ask the college if we could borrow their horses, but the thing is that ours are trained to power the carousel. Any other animal gets jumpy in cramp spaces.\" Sighing, Tyrael had a simple solution to this problem: Demons.\n\n\"How many do you need?\" \n\n\"Four at the minimum, though six makes things easier for everyone I'd reckon.\"\n\nLooking over at the horses being led out of the carousel, Tyrael knew a few bestial demons who he could easily command that would fit. \"Then stand back.\" Tyrael's hands began to glow with a dark green energy as he focused on the demons he needed to summon, remembering who they are and what plane they exist in. When he found the six needed Tyrael tore open a hole between the Inferno and the Physical Realm, and used his demonic powers to call the creatures forward. From the hellish portal came large hellhounds, with two-heads and glowing red. They were shorter than the horses but a bit wider, and more or less the right size to power the carousel. Vicious beasts normally, but under Tyrael's control they were docile as dogs (Which they kinda were). He spoke in a profane language of demons and commanded them to enter the carousel, serving as it's new source of power. They did so dutifully, even allowing the frighten workers to put them into harnesses. And just like that, the carousel was back on schedule.\n\nVultures\n\nApproaching Ovak, Leith, and Grey was a lone woman who smelled of blood and roses. She smelled almost like Lucilia, which for at least one of the three gathered there, it could only mean one thing: This woman was a vampire. Unlike any vampire seen thus far, she had crimson leathery wings sprouting from her lower back; whether these are natural parts of her body or something she has only for the occasion was to be determined. She approached the trio, curtsying deeply before introducing herself. \"Greetings, I am Shaltear Yzarc. I am the Baroness of Tide Tower. May I speak to you, Archmage? I'd like to ask you about some of your students.\" Shaltear spoke politely, yet her eyes were filled with quiet hostility, like a woman bent on revenge.", "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nEven before the carousel's attendant said anything, Ssarak knew he was far too large to accompany Lyn. As such, he simply waited off to the side to observe the large machine. It seemed as if Lyn was going to have to cancel her ride when the attendant explained that the horses were fatigued, until Tyrael intervened. Of course, to say that Tyrael's \"solution\" was unnerving would be an understatement. Demons: Tyrael's first choice as a solution to any problem. He used demon hounds to keep the ride going, which was more than enough to scare away some of the children who had been awaiting their turn. Ssarak was not comfortable with the casual use of such monsters, but it was not as if he was going to be able to convince Tyrael, of all people, to change his ways. \n\nIt was not long afterwards that Ssarak heard a familiar voice in his mind, one that he recognized immediately. Satori was a difficult person to trust, but he knew her tone to be serious, and she had not yet deceived him in serious matters. Almost instantly, his gaze started to scan the crowd around them, looking for anyone who seemed out of place. \n\nSince Ssarak could possibly need to act quickly, he decided to warn Meirin as soon as possible using psychomancy, so as not to alert Tyrael. \"I just received a warning from Satori. There is a girl nearby, Human, who could be dangerous. But, she wants me to make sure that Tyrael does not harm her.\"\n\nOverall, it did not take much effort for Ssarak to find the girl whom Satori most likely warned him about. He did not even need his magic to see that she her actions as being odd. Most of the crowd around them were generally upbeat and enjoying the festivities, but not this one. Her movements were nervous, just as her expression. He could see the glistening of sweat on her skin, even though the air was rather mild at this hour. And, she was walking straight towards them. Ssarak made eye contact with her and approached, though not with any particular hostility. \"Greetings, friend. Is there something wrong? You appear nervous.\" He said politely. At the same time, he reached into her mind with his magic to see what thoughts he could obtain.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Enzius Zarbath and Lucilia Riovas\n\nEnzius looked back to the seat and could tell that if he sat down he wouldn't be able to see the vampire. Instead, he nimbly leaped off the table and landed on the chair, standing with arms crossed. His face took on a slight scowl, as was his usual look, but it changed slightly with grudging admiration \"I must admit, Madame Riovas, the college is an impressive sight.\"\n\nNodding her head in agreement Lucilia laced her fingers together and looked at Enzius. \"I'm glad you see it so, Sir Zarbath. The college represents the unfied effort of all the people in Tiien, dedicated to the goal of teaching the future generation and protecting it from threats from all around.\" The common speigel, what the college also does is manufacture and provide magical product and services world wide, and Lucilia uses that monopoly in order to make sure the college never falls into the hands of any nation. At least none under her control.\n\n\"But as this is a formal celebtration, I'm afraid I'm ill prepared to have you formally introduced into the college. Paperwork needs to be filled out, a tour provided, seminars, a background check, that sort of thing. If you come visit me again tomorrow, I can provide you everything you need in order to apply to the college of Twilight.\"\n\nEnzius ears twitched at the phrase 'background check'. He wasn't really sure what that entailed, but he was sure he didn't like the sound of it. \"What do you mean, background check? I have told you I am from the Clan Enfeah. I come from a line of Cryomancers, all of which enrolled in this college. What more is there?\" His scowl had returned, he was a very impatient person and was already tired from traveling miles and miles only to be told come back tommorow.\n\nLucilia closed her eyes and internally sighed in her mind. \"One of those people.\" When she opened her eyes her unnaturally red and glowing eyes looked straight into Enzius's. She moved her hands close to her mouth, concealing whatever emotion her face would show. All he would have as a tell was her eyes, which while glowing with some sort of occult power, were also lifeless.\n\n\"Here are the college we do not descriminate between one's race, history, or relations. That being said, we must conduct a standardized background check on everyone who wishes to be part of the college. This way should any incidents occur involving you, we can apply whatever information we have on hand in order to come to a solution. Additionally, we do these background checks in order to ensure that fugatives of other nations do not intend to apply to the college in order to seek asylum for their actions, nor bring harm to our students. Now, you mentioned that your family has a history at the college. While this will certainly make for a good recommendation for you, understand that I do not have these records on hand to verify those facts. Thus, I'll need some time in order to make sure what you say is true. In the mean time you're free to take up occupancy in our guest rooms, and enjoy the feast and celebrations.\"\n\nWhile Lucilia wouldn't be so quick to call Enzius a phony, too often does Lucilia have to deal with magically inept criminals who thought that the college's mercy, free room and board, and largely free education will allow them to run away from their past. But Lucilia makes sure that isn't the case. While it won't be fair to accuse every college hopefully of being that type of scum, she has these methods in place to weed out the weak ones. Simply being capable of magic isn't enough to join the college; it's a thing of dedication and loyalty. The paperwork tested the former.\n\nEnzius looked straight into Lucilia's eyes and it was as cold as the Northern Frozen Coast. His form started to swirl with frost as he listened to her speech. A Criminal. Him? Enzius closed his eyes as she finished and concentrated on his Grandfather's words \"Anger leads to the blizzard and that blizzard will consume you.\" He took a breath and the frost he had been emitting slowly stopped, though the wooden chair he was standing on was covered in frost. He opened his eyes and looked Lucilia in the eyes and said \"Please forgive me for my brashness. I was raised in a particular way. We have a saying where I'm from. What you don't accomplish today, will kill you tommorow. I will await your decision.\" \n\nEnzius bowed slightly, muttering a departing phrase in his native tongue. He dropped off the chair and saw himself out, sighing as he exited the room. He looked around for a servant and asked them where the guest rooms were. They pointed him in the right direction and he made his way there.\n\nSighing, Lucilia looked back at the emtpy chair. It's not that she wanted to be harsh, but with some of these people a firm word was needed. Lucilia can't afford to be soft like Khan or Ovak. There were... Expectations of her. And standards. But now that this little moment passed, Lucilia had to move on. Using her magic to remove the makeshift chair the next meal was given to the teachers. When the servants came to give her food Lucilia leaned towards one of them. \"Go ahead and give my serving to Enzius Zarbath, in the guest quarters.\"\n\nEnzius sat cross-legged in the middle of his room, a bowl of water sitting in front of him. His eyes were closed and his hand was on the rim of the bowl. He focused on his Grandfather's words \"Snow and Ice is much more like fire than most think. Too much kindling, the fire will rage and become dangerous. But not enough and it will die out.\" Enzius concentrated on spreading throughout the water, his power was limitless, nothing could stop him. But he must also control it, or it will cause more destruction than anyone could ever imagine. Frost spread throughout the bowl as the water began to slowly freeze. Enzius began to sweat as he concentrated harder, knowing he was making progress. A loud, obnoxious knock interupted him and he was startled out of his revierie. He stared down at the bowl through a furrowed brow, the wood coevered in frost and tiny specks of ice flotaing in the water. He scowled and got to his feet, opening the door. A servant presented some food and a note. He took the plate of food and the note, setting the plate on an end table. He opened the note and started to read.\n\n\"Don't let the ice in your heart forget the warmth of love.\"\n\nEnzius put down the note and picked up a slice of cheese and took a bite. It was incredibly tasty.", "username": "The Survivor", "char_name": "Enzius Zarbath" }, { "text": "Colette\n\nColette sighed and finally picked up the chest. She quickly returned to her room to put it back under her bed before she returned to the fesst. She noticed that Lucllia was back also back. She smiled Gael that she loved her candy tonight. She knew already that the effect of tasting the candy gave her finally wore off so she was back to only able to tasting blood. Perhaps when she had more time she could make the effect even more than just a few minutes.\n\nShe looked at Hyllos and told her she could fly around if she wasted to before she went to loom for someone to talk to. At the corner of her eye, she saw Annabeth sitting there. \n\n[i]'Hmm we haven't talked since the mission. I hope she doesn't hate me because I fed off her'[i] that thought made a pang of guilty was go through her p, but she buried it knowing that she should be happy for the festival. She slowly made her way to Annabeth until she stood behind her.\n\n\"Hi Annabeth\" she said nervously playing with her braided hair wondering if she would like her new outfit as well.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" } ]

[ { "text": "Enzius Zarbath\n\nEnzius finished the meal, quite satisfied. He got to his feet and grabbed his sword, wrapping the belt it was attached to around his waist. He figured he could go out and take a look at the college festivities. He made his way outside into the hustle and bustle of the fair. Many of the participants were significantly taller than him, Especially esyires and wood elves. He inspected the silly games and rides as he waltzed around. He saw several students but was unsure if he should approach them. He also saw what seemed to be demon hounds pulling a carousel. Demons were an uncommon sight in his homeland, as they are usually deep in seclusion and very powerful. But in Eania and most likely, Djarkel, demons were a more common sight. He sighed and climbed a wooden post, which was holding some equipment, and reached the top. He sat down and looked around, the height provided him a nice view of the colorful fair against the dreary landscape. He looked over to the demon carousel and saw that a girl was waiting to ride it, who also seemed to be talking with a woman. He decided to ask about the demons and leaped off the top, hitting the ground in a roll a few feet away from the carousel. He skipped people in line, he had no intention of riding, he just wanted to see what the demons were about. He hopped up on to the fence and peered at demons, who were a bit larger than the wolves from his homeland. But he had no doubt that the Ice Wolves could make up for their smallness with viciousness were they to fight. He turned to the two and asked \"So how are you able to tame these creatures?\" His question was directed at the older woman, though he noticed the girl had looked towards him as well.", "username": "The Survivor", "char_name": "Enzius Zarbath" }, { "text": "Annabeth Gultch | Colette Filiatraut | Ssarak Dyreackthanose | Keri Wolf\n\n\"Oh no no no! Don't think like that! I want to spend time with you too! I just need to find the headmaster so I could ask him to set up a room for my family They're here to visit me, but right now they sleep outside in their wagon. I'm hoping to set them up with a room at least. Say, you're not busy right now, right?\" While Annabeth may be the psychomancer, even Colette may know why her friend was asking such a question. Before Colette could even answer Annabeth made her request.\n\n\"Would you help me find Khan? Surely two pairs of eyes could find the giant dragon man.\"\n\n\"Um sure.\" Colette said. It was better than nothing, she suppose. She really didn't have this in mind. She sighed mentally and gave a small smile to her fiend. She was not oblivious of what the marks on her neck meant and her unbeating heart did pang a little with jealousy.'Annabeth is a nice girl, she deserves to have someone to love her.' she thought as Hyllos came back and sat on her shoulder. She turned and went back for the exit going slow enough so her friend could keep up with her. \n\n\"How about we check the grounds... Perhaps Khan is there.\" Colette said once they exited the dining hall, where it was much quieter.\n\n\"Good idea. The headmaster probably wanted to do some sight seeing, and all the more reason to bring you along! There'll be a lot of people over there,so you'll need to help me see them. Let's go!\" Annabeth playfully wrapped herself around Colette's arm, dragging her off towards the courtyard. Along the way, Annabeth wanted to chat with Colette, get to know how her days have been. \"So how are you holding up Colette? Are you still in shock over defeating that roc? And your demon, is he okay? I mean... I don't know much about demons, but I thought he was hurt pretty badly.\" Annabeth almost surprised herself for actually feeling concern about a demon. But Hyllos didn't seem like a bad bat, despite it's origins.\n\n\"Hyllos is just fine and Hyllos is actually a she. I been holding up and I am not is much shock anymore. about defeating the roc. I been working hard for Lucilia with something very important.\" Colette said answering her question concisely, but a lot loosely than she has before. and smiled. \"I just made the lace shirt to this new outfit you are seeing me wear right now.\" She said motion with her free pale hand to the outfit she was wearing. She looked like a porcelain doll, but she looked very cute in it. She didn't seem to mind Annabeth hanging off her arm.\n\n\"Oh. Oooooh.\" So Hyllos was female and that's how Colette got all her dresses. Annabeth was a bit jealous. She could mend and patch her clothing just fine, but she doesn't have the chops to make whole dresses. Maybe for little dolls and such, but not for herself. \"You certainly look cute.\" Though what Colette mentioned working on something important for Lucilia, she was a bit worried. Annabeth honestly could not find herself trusting that woman; it wasn't because she was a vampire, but because she was deceptive. Annabeth had a very hard time figuring out when Lucilia was or wasn't lying to her. Still, Colette was innocent. Annabeth only hoped that Lucilia wasn't using her for some darker purpose.\n\nEventually Annabeth did let go of Colette's arm and simply walked next to her. \"I know this might be... Personal for you, but what about your family Colette? Are... Are they vampires too?\" Honestly, Annabeth could likely get information like this just by reading Colette's mind. She knows the vampire doesn't have wards. But unlike say, Satori, Annabeth respected other people's privacy. Usually. At least when she's sober.\n\n\"Um... Actually I was the only one turned. My mother and father vanished after they lost their minds.\" She said a little sadly, but she didn't seem to affect her as bad as it used to. Colette looked at her.She held back a blush when Annabeth said she was cute. \"Speaking of vampires... I am sorry I fed off you. I hope you aren't mad about that.\" She said. She noticed she no longer had her bite marks which made her a bit relieved. Since she never really stuck around someone after she bit them, in fact Annabeth was the first person she bit without killing. That information was shocking to Colette, but she knew the shock wasn't going to last since she didn't lose control like she did before.\n\nPredictably, Colette's parents left her after she turned. Annabeth figured she should have known, but by asking she won't make assumptions. On the bright side Colette seemed to be willing to reveal that sort of information to her, and took it well. Annabeth was willing to drop the subject when Colette apologized for feeding off of Annabeth during the Roc Hunt. \"Oh no no no, it's fine Colette. I understand why you had to do it, and I'm glad that you were my first one. I wanted to help, remember? And that still hasn't changed. So don't worry about it.\" Annabeth gave Colette a warm smile and a friendly pet on her head.\n\nAs they were about to depart, Leith arrived. Another set of eyes would be helpful, and Leith was a good friend of Annabeth's. \"Hello Leith. This is my friend, Colette. I'm sorry for being sudden, but would you help us find Khan? I have to make a request for him quickly!\" Annabeth didn't want to drag Leith along, but she was in a bit of a hurry. She left the dining hall, taking whoever with her.\n\nSoon enough the they arrived at the courtyard. While it was still dark, there was plenty of people milling about. Humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, Esyires, just about every races around the world was here, short of demons. And even then Annabeth was almost certain that a demonomancy teacher was around here somewhere. \"Well, let's start looking. Stay close so if you see Khan you can tell me immediately.\"\n\nColette nodded and began to look around. Since she was creature of darkness her eyesight was a lot more better than Annabeth's.'Hmm where could he be. There is too many people out here to sniff him out' she thought. Her eyes went everywhere she found some people together, but what caught her eyes was a girl. She looked closely at her and her eyes widened when she realized she was staring at another vampire.\n\nCourtyard\n\nFor Ssarak, the thoughts he gleaned from the Human girl's mind was concerning. They were aggressive, almost primal, and largely disjointed. She seemed to be having a hard time concentrating, as if her mind was being influenced by something else. She seemed to refer to the crowd as \"meat,\" which gave Ssarak worrying speculation. The girl was unquestionably afraid, but at the very least, what she wanted was something that he could actually help her with.\n\n\"You wish to find Satori? She is the college's foremost master of psychomancy, and my instructor. If you wish to speak to her, follow me and I will take you to her.\" Ssarak offered. \n\nKeri looked at Ssarak with a devilish smile. Her eyes looked around her once more. She noticed a pale girl, eyes widen towards her way. A chuckle escaped Keri's mouth. Sticking out way too much.\n\n\"Alright Mr. Psychomancer as long as you remember to give me an animal bone later. Also give this to the child for me please.\" Keri said as she gave him a little wooden deer bracelet.\n\nHer lips parted causing her to gasp. The burning grew hotter. Keri could feel her stomach lurch up in a sickening motion. Her balance was starting to become unstable. Heartbeats pounded faster. The intense pain caused tears to escape her control. \n\nColette saw the girl seem to be struggling for control over her blood lust. Colette looked at Annabeth biting her lip debating on letting things lie or going to help the girl. Seeing the girl struggled reminded Colette of her struggling 200 years alone and she made up her mind. \n\n\"Annabeth stay here I have to do something.\" Colette said quickly going over there. She ignores the unknown male there and stood in front of the girl holding out the very same candy she have gave to Lucilia not even an hour ago. Since Colette knew it worked for her, it would work for the struggling girl as well. \n\n\"Here take this. It will help with the hunger.\" Colette said keeping her emotions in check. Mentally she wanted to pull the girl close and whisper that it would be alright like her mother use to back when she was human and a little girl, but she knew that it wasn't alright. Not yet it wasn't.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" } ]

[ { "text": "Grey OnyxGrey nodded curtly to the Archmage. He'd be sure to carry out his orders. \"anything else, Sir?\" He asked, arching a brow. He thought nothing of his directives, they were all reasonable enough... But they were mostly just mundane. When Leith asked him about how he'd been, his expression soured for a moment... Well, he hadn't been great. But it wouldn't do him any good to complain, now would it? \"I've been better.\" He said simply, preferring to just drop it. \n\nOnce people started to crowd around, Grey rolled his eye. He could tell that the old man didn't want to deal with this nonsense right now... and who could blame him. He wasn't ordered to, but he simply shook his head and put himself inbetween him and the diplomats. \"Alright, alright. One at a time.\" He then tried redirecting as many of them as he could to other staff, insisting that they'd be better served elsewhere. And where words failed, 'The glare' didn't.\n\nThere was... One, however. A woman, obviously a vampire. She just... strode by him while he was busy with the others. He approached, hearing her introduce herself as Leith left. He gave him a light wave as he passed, shaking his head... This woman... There was something about her, something he didn't trust. Something beyond the vampire thing. Though to be fair, you should never trust a Djarken Baron. He stepped between her and the Archmage, holding up a hand. He remembered the reports, random vampire nobody'd heard of approaches Khan, and then suddenly demons? Well, here we had another random vampire nobody'd heard of approaching some other College elite. Well, they'd have to go through him first. \"I'm afraid the Archmage is not here to speak to diplomats. I can attempt to help you with whatever problem it is you're having...\" He said, politely. And if she tried to get around him? He'd be... less polite.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx" }, { "text": "Khan\n\nWithin Khan's office\n\nKhan settled into his chair after he finished his story. His back leaned back and applied pressure enough to make the wood squeak in protest, his odd colored eyes examined the teacher. Weariness was already flooding him from the inside out and threatened to force him to drift off to slumber. It was a rest long overdue but he resisted. There was still the feast to deal with, including Ovak's condition and other more important matters. Giving into mental fatigue wouldn't remedy the miles of paperwork he still needed to complete. That fact was only made worse when Khan's odd colored eyes shifted to note them staring there waiting for him. \n\nThe headmaster took a breath then exchanged a look with Uicle, his eyes holding there. It was by far the longest staring contest he ever had. Little pointless though since the armor had no definite eyes to speak of. In the back of Khan's mind, he was debating on the teacher's reaction to his story. Would there be disgust? Unlikely as Uicle possibly had all his human emotions hollowed out of him by Aarem himself and stuffed in a jar on the God's mantel. At least that was what Uicle made it seem like. \n\nIn his own mind, Khan knew none of the staff or teachers were saints. Serge had killed innocents in the thousands during his time as a soldier and Lidda had been forced to walk away from those enemies dying on the battlefield, their suffering only began. He was fairly certain even Ovak had tasted blood by the way the archmage held himself. \n\nIgnoring his growing anxiety, the headmaster looked at Uicle a little longer. Then he withdrew. His hand reached for his cane and slowly he lifted up, his lungs released a stressful grunt in his efforts. After a moment where his knuckles seemed to fail to crush his cane's handle, he spoke. \"Is there anything else you want to know or shall we return to the feast before we're noticed to be missing?\"\n\nOvak\n\n \"No thank you Grey,\" Ovak stated kindly as he let Grey answer Leith. Naturally, being a gentle giant he was, Grey moved to intercept the group collecting. Unfortunately he wasn't perfect and one managed to slip by him, trotting to approach Ovak. \n\nThe vampire bowed, then started to speak respectively, slightly hinting at her intentions. Her eyes however reflected that of a predator. It was likely what had scared off Leith because abruptly the student's body rose from his seat and he bid them a polite farewell.\n\nIf things were easy, Ovak might've followed Leith's lead and escaped himself. His eyes followed the youth, partly wishing he could join him. He then smacked away the desire, ripping his eyes back to the front to hear the rest. \n\nOvak reached for his tea to sip it again. The warm heat played at his wrinkled lips and his thoughts pushed past the taste, even ignoring the terrible smell. It was proof he had worse in his history making him smirk at the memory. It was of a woman with flowing, curling locks forming into his thoughts and holding out a terrible smelling tea cup to him. Her brown eyes felt like deep voids he easily could get lost in for hours. The more he dwelled on her picture, the more his heart began to ache. He knew she was gone and the recollection never seemed to dull in pain, but she was still within his heart. His past was history and while it was enjoyable to linger on, it was best to deal with present. \n\nHis mind returned to examine the vampiress before him recalling her somewhere. Mentally he tried to conjure up everything he knew about this event, from her most venomous reaction to her mildest, causing realization to dawn on him. She was a baronness. The one connected to guards attacked during one particular escort mission and immediately he realized which mission it was. \n\nOddly enough he wasn't surprised. \n\nBaroness wouldn't be satisfied, like many others, to leave here without getting her goal even a fraction done. The main reason many individuals didn't bother the College was because they had hope they would eventually get what they wanted. She wasn't any different.\n\nBefore he could reply, Grey abruptly went on the defensive and subtly warned the vampire off. Not exactly ideal for the delicate situation as Ovak rapidly got to his feet. His hand reached for his came and gestured for a nearby golem, one of wind, to help him upright. \"It's alright Grey and thank you. I'm sure the Baroness, Ms. Yzarc, doesn't mean any harm here. However I believe she's here about an incident over a misunderstanding and one I intend to clear up.\" \n\nHis arm grasped the golem's out held arm then moved around the lengthy table toward her. \"However I do want to make a request of you.\" \n\nOvak stopped to place a hand on the man's arm in a fatherly manner and didn't imply, in any manner, he was demeaning the larger man's actions. In fact he more than appreciate someone had broke the awkward moment soon to come. \"Could you give Lucilia this for me? Tell her to tap it twice and whisper the flower Lyn bought her to it. Lucilia will explain and wish me luck.\" \n\nWithout warning, Ovak gently pressed his hand to mouth then whispered several inaudible words under his breath. Even the most sharp ear would merely note a few syllables and nothing more, making it impossible to determine the contents. When Ovak finished he withdrew his hand. In it was a small coin of purple hue nested in the palm, one that hadn't been there before and likely a work of arcanite. He indicated with his head for Grey-hopefully when the guard faced him- to take it to Lucilia. When Grey finally retrieved, and if he decided to trust Ovak, only then would he turn back to Yzarc to address her. \n\nWhen the coin is tapped, it glows and Ovak's words come from it in a quiet tone into her mind. \n\n 'Yes, Lucilia you can be upset with me later. First off, we have a important matter to discuss.'\n\nHe paused then spoke again, continually without further delay.\n\n 'Alright, Shaltear Yzarc has currently arrived and approached me about the recent mission that quickly got out of hand. Now, I need you to do several things for me: \n\nFirst, bring the Journal Ssarak Dyreackthanose and Meirin Kureni delivered to you. The one about interesting activities in Djarkel. Mostly I need proof about the student's report over the guards not being themselves and having been turned in Ghouls, bring doubt in about the lack of bodies if my suspicions are correct. Namely that the Baroness hasn't been given full details about the series of events that happened. \n\nSecond, seek out the two students should the Baroness request to speak with the individuals responsible for delivering the information. I would also suggest we not have Alaira, Darius Jura, or Lyn speak with the Baroness herself else things become more complicate than they should. Alaira is likely to get aggressive if she suspects the Baroness will hurt her or someone she loves. Darius might not know as much or will only speak what he feels is needed, placing blame on Alaira for the mission's path. And Lyn's a child. An intelligent child, but even she will try to lie and keep her Aunt out of danger putting the Baroness on alert to our intentions. Besides, I'm sure none of the students will want to put the child through Djarkel questioning, including myself. \n\nThird, inform Val she will needing to free up her work schedule for next several weeks. This means Tyrael will have the forge to himself but might need to teach a few of the basic forge classes Val usually does and also watch over her classes in her absence. Have Uicle put out request for volunteer manual workers from the staff and college to help rebuild the bridge that was destroyed. Granted, it would've came down a week later and we would've been forced to build it anyways for free, but telling the Baroness that isn't going to gain a compromise. It also saves us purchasing the materials and gaining the Baron's permission.\n\nLast thing is cut pay down for the future missions from any student who killed a guard. They will be down a notable amount of their payment as it will be going to the families, something I want you to personally ensure happens. Even if you need to make a list of what the family needs and buy them from Rurik, at the College discount, and have him deliver it to the family himself or your own trade services. This will be happening for the next ten to fifteen years, depending on what I can get the Baroness to agree to. They might not like it but it's the least dangerous route to ending this peacefully. \n\nAlso, on a completely different note… if any of you happen to meet Annabeth Gulch, or one of her companions, please inform them Khan is his office. Just feel free to knock and enter right away before he vanishes. And Grey has a message from me as well about later tonight. Sincerely, Ovak.'", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Khan Avrea Jevarath" } ]

[ { "text": "Keri Wolf\n\nKeri chucked as she watched people flew out of Satori's way. This was a sight she had missed from their childhood. Pride filled as her while the enchanting scene played out before her. Yet as soon as Satori stopped moving a sense of regret replaced her sudden pride. It had been years since they had any sort of contact. One of the most darkened events in her life was saying goodbye to Satori as she walked away from their hometown. On that day they had promised to keep in contact with each other. In reality it was nothing more then an empty promise after the slaughter.\n\nKeri suddenly felt a calming presence inside her mind. At first she was alarmed. As she glanced up to her most dearest friend her alarmed feeling slowly drifted away. Keri in return intently stared as Satori's faced changed expressions. Her face became paler as her worst fear became true. Every villager would warn their children never to go out at night for there were things outside which craved human blood.Now remember my children never go outside in the dark for vampires live there.A lore which was told in vein in her case.\n\nHer mind snapped back to the present as Satori embraced her in a strong hug. She turned her head in a tilted manner as her old friend looked at her. Keri noted that there were some changes in Satori. She was pale, just as the girl next to her. A sigh was exhaled as realization hit. No longer human, just undead as long as she consumes a living person's blood. Thankfully her love for animals seemed to have stayed. Keri intently focused as her old friend talked to her student. It was good to watch her be able to interact with others now. As her eyes followed Satori mounting the bear once more and patting behind for Keri to sit, frustration started to boil inside her.\n\n\"Satori why don't you stop all this nonsense. I'm not in the mood to be alone with you right now. Ssarak if you want you can stay. This goes for you too Colette. You could have just asked me. Have I not been nothing but honest with you for years? Yes, I never kept my promise. Before you ask yes I'm still aiming to put my family's killer in the ground. Anything else?\"She stated in a sudden agitation.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Lyn\n\nLyn felt worry grip her heart when the Wood Elf looked down. Her eyes shifted from Lyn's outreached hand to the snow elf, her lips locked in a scowl, then casually looked away. She turned her nose up at them both while she returned to watch for signs the line was diminishing, her foot tapping the whole time. When it had started to move, her eyes widened at the sight of the demons replacing the horse and seemed to think better of it before walking off elsewhere. It was obvious the Wood Elf hadn't want anything to do with the child or the newcomer-or the carousel now- causing Lyn to lower her hand. Her face fell into disappointment though she tried, miserably, to hide it.\n\nShe bit her lip, wondering if she had done something wrong.\n\nAny more thoughts were casted away when Meirin gripped Lyn's small hand. The child looked up and smiled, her fingers reflexively tightened and her feet started to move, following close behind. The crowd seemed to have thinned since her uncle summoned the demons as many others started to shift uncomfortable from the attraction. This gave Lyn a good look at it and fear edged into surface. Not because she didn't trust Tyrael's demons, but rather she spotted children, alone, getting off quickly. The idea of riding by herself wasn't a comforting one in her mind.Her body immediately pushed against the red haired woman, fearful the woman would up leaving her behind and vanish if she released her hold. \n\nWhen they walked up the wooden steps she heard Meirin speak which made her fear dissolve a bit. Her mouth opened to speak softly through she still could only manage sounds. \"Tee-thh-hh…\"\n\nShe gave up after a moment of two of trying. Giving Meirin a sheepish, defeated look, she spoke through the rune. 'Thank you. And I tried to say it, but... ' \n\nA little sigh came from her as she looked at the horse, and climbed up. When finally seated, she held onto the pole sticking out of the beast's back while she waited. The moment it started she would squeal in surprise, her body shifted with the movement, and then start to giggle at the sensation. It would last a bit before the staff began to shout for the riders to get off. Through she enjoyed it, Lyn knew there was still the petting zoo to experience and her curiosity was peaked by Meirin's description.\n\nMar\n\nMar's eyebrow arched in confusion as she spotted the girl standing outside her den, holding a tray. It was filled with sugared fruits, a salad, bread, cheese and not a single trace of meat on it. It was obvious a mistake. The was easily to recognize with the crown upon her head, the jewels glinting and shimmering in the twilight red. She had seen Summer, as she learned her name from Lyn, was among one of her daughter's playmates. \n\n\"With the opening feast being underway, it's expected. Mar said, her eyes fixed in uncertainty one the platter. \n\nSlowly the Naga's hand pushed the door open and she slithered back. Her figure slithered back enough to allow the human in. The den entrance lead to a stairwell that lowered the smoothed out dirt floor, making anyone above six foot have to slouch downward to crawl through and reach to larger main room. There was the normal settings from a desk and chair to their bed, clearly left unmade during their morning romp. Beside the bed was a table, small and very elegantly carved from the college, which Mar pointed to. \n\n\"Put it there,\"Mar stated the. Recalled something Athalus said and added with a slight struggle,\"...please.\" \n\nAfter a few moments, the Naga twisted upon her snake like tail and commented. \"I don't think that's my order. Mainly as there's no raw or cooked meat whatsoever. However taking it back is pointless and I'm sure you've not eaten.\" \n\nMar inhaled and continued. \"You are one of my daughter's playmates, Summer?\"", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "Tyrael Marchosias\n\nSighing, Tyrael wasn't really in the mood to debate the morality of enslaving demons. But Tyrael was in a good mood, so perhaps he could actually explain what he meant to the snow elf. As Lyn and Meirin got themselves settled down, Tyrael decided to give a little lecture. \"Demons will betray you. That is an inevitable. A deal, a promise, is just a ruse to make them trustworthy. What you need when dealing with demons is certainty. The ability to make the demon know that when betrays you, that you will bring it great suffering. Thus it should postpone its betrayal for as long as possible.\" Soon, after people started to gather their courage to take part of the carousel ride, it was time to get the ride started. Tyrael commanded his demons to move, and they did so with no arguments. \n\n\"The basic concept is mutually ensured destruction. Never assumed that a demon, whether it is an imp or an archdemon, is not capable of bringing your end. If you wish to control weaker demons, ensure a fate worse than death if they defy you. For stronger demons, promise ruin if they refuse you. If you cannot back up these claims, then your fate is your own fault. Of course, you can always try to make deals with demons for their power... But if you lack the power to enforce those deals, do not expect the demon to uphold their side of the bargain. Pray that when you deal with demons, they have the intelligence of fools or animals. At least they can be coerced by violence. Cunning demons will burden that abuse until they find your weakness. Powerful ones will earn your trust.\" That was Tyrael's philosophy towards demon ownership. Hardly a friendly relationship, but after many attempts at \"Diplomacy\", Tyrael simply found it easier to use the same pain and suffering he's gone through against the very creatures who inflict it on him. It was the reason for his success, and will likely be the reason for his eventual downfall.\n\nTen minutes passed, and the ride was over. Lyn seemed quite pleased at the carousel, which pleased Tyrael. He immediately dismissed his demons and they returned to the Inferno whence they came. The Fallen Orc tipped the carousel workers with an actual bag of coin before going to retrieve Lyn. \"Did you have fun, Lyn?\" As if he wasn't a towering hulking demon, Tyrael lifted Lyn off the ground and allowed her to rest on his shoulders once more, standing above all. It was only then did Tyrael also notice Satori, but figured she had her own reasons to be at the carnival. \"Where do you want to go to next?\"\n\nSatori\n\nSatori had hoped to distract Keri from her harsh memories and bring her somewhere where she could express her feelings without making a scene. But it seemed that her feelings for revenge were far greater then any other emotions she could have been feeling. Satori didn't need to use magic to know that Keri was angry. She didn't want her friend to be angry, but at the same time Satori cannot back down. She had to confront her friend and be level with her. So Satori dismounted once more, turning towards the bear and telling him to return to the dinning hall. The bear grunted and walked away as Satori walked back towards Keri.\n\n\"I understand Keri. I'll speak plainly: you're becoming a vampire. But you're still turning. You've been hurt badly, and I want to help you. Please... Let's go and make sure you're alright. Then we can talk about finding who did this to you.\"", "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": "Enzius Zarbath, Lyn's Hunt\n\nEnzius sat in the meadow, legs crossed and eyes closed. He listened with mild interest to Mar's and Althalus's banter. He had to admit he didn't fully trust Althalus, he found the magic of Noxomancy unnatural and dangerous. The ability to control disease is like playing with the most volatile fire in Enzius's eyes. He was nice enough, Enzius supposed, but things aren't always as it seemed. Mar was a lot like Enzius in the whole, not so great at making friends. But she seemed like a good person who cared for her family, a valuable attribute in the clan. His ears twitched as he heard branches snapping with the force of some creature. His eyes opened as he saw an incredibly large creature. It was beautiful. He assumed Mar wanted him to handle it. He was on his feet, sprinting towards the creature at a high speed. Even though Lyn was growing at an incredible rate, there was no way she could take on this creature. Enzius unsheathed his sword and leaped up into the air. His agile form enabled him to leap up to 7 feet in the air from the ground. He vaulted off the tree slightly in front of the creature. Enzius swung his sword towards the beefiest part of it's right leg. A spurt of blood followed the attack. The animal made a pained sound and turned around, digging it's hooves into the dirt. The Snow Elf rolled away as the creature took off in the opposite direction. He landed neatly on his feet and watched the beast flee, away from Lyn. He sheathed his sword and walked to the middle of the meadow, sitting down again.", "username": "The Survivor", "char_name": "Enzius Zarbath" }, { "text": "Baulder, catacombs\n\n\"Yes, yes, grab the skiffs. We will need them, I will anyways.\" Baulder said as he finished placing his bedding in the pack he had been given by Tyrael for the expedition. Really his bedding was just what sheets he had on his bed folded up and put in the bag with the other items he had been given. Until Tyrael had actually told him that he would need to bring things into the Ravine Baulder was ready to go with just the demon's bane weapons he had been given after completing the lobster hunt with him. It was then descibed to him in such a way that he remembered the long trek here. Though there would be less water on the way, he wondered if there would be as much food though. John had started tasting more salty and vile as of late. Though he had also changed in more than that respect.\n\n\"Gggg-yeeee-gs, grab ssss-kiff. Fill g-yesss.\" John Cena managed to spit out with his very crude common. John had acquired a scarily similar likeness to Baulder himself. Though he was still mostly red skinned, his feet weren't quite like his own yet, and his hair was still an odd shade of blue he had become very much like him. When E'nasha had informed him that there was only one of him Baulder became depressed whenever he contemplated the idea. This showed in his emotional interactions with John Cena, while mutilating the demon with a new found fervor he learned something in his studies with Tyrael. Imps, like John, could be molded by their summoners through time. Baulder then concluded that he could be him. If another one of him didn't just exist he could make one. While initially there was not much progress in this area after about a month the demon began changing. While before he had tried to sculpt the demon into himself, which got him more than a few wounds, he took a different approach. He kept focusing on what he wanted to the demon to do and telling it. While he never fully gave up the physical rearrangement it did fall out of practice for the most part. Teaching the demon common was one of the more interesting things however. \n\nWhen he wasn't doing odd jobs for Tyrael he was reading up on how to teach a demon language. He found the best thing became to get John to mimic himself. While he wasn't sure entirely if he knew what any of the words he was saying actually meant Baulder was confident that if he kept using them he would get it eventually. But at the same time Baulder had to stop eating the demon for the most part as not only was his meat very salty his blood would actually dry out Baulder's mouth now. While Baulder was annoyed by this he guessed Khan did warn him. This had been where most of time had been spent in the last couple of months, so he did not have a terrible amount of gold but it was enough to go down to Underhaven every so often for a fresh uncooked lamb. \"Yes fill the water on the way down.\" Baulder then turned back to the demon who was playing around with the muscles in his face. Baulder got a quick laugh out of this before saying. We will see you in the Inferno again, soon.\" Continuing to play with his Baulder sent the demon back to his home and turned back to his bag and picked it up and put it over his shoulders. He put his two blades at his sides in the sheaths that they came with and slid the extra demon bane knife he had been given into a sheath that was tied onto his back pack. \n\nWhile on his way down to the catacombs Baulder had filled up his multiple water skiffs that he had brought with him on that trek so long ago from the college water source. He even grabbed a chunk of bread to eat on the way down. He was excited to head back into the fiery hellscape again. Now that he knew what he would be looking at he hoped Tyrael would show him the fire demon again. For some reason he had not forgot her, it was something that had been in the back of his mind for all this time. Though he just hoped his clothing did not set on fire if he met the demon again. His clothing was all made of mostly cloth but he had managed to acquire some leather bracers from a caravan that had passed through last month. He also had some leather he could wrap his feet in if the terrain became particularly bad.\n\nWhen he came apon the gathered students and Tyrael outside the stone gate he quickly made a beeline for his teacher. \"Master Tyrael, I have a particular question. If John Cena is killed and eaten while in the Inferno how long do I have to wait for him again? To reform I mean, I haven't gotten to do much reading about the inside of the Inferno yet.\"", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" }, { "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's hunt\n\nKeri had decided to stay a vampire after the feast. This had so far proven to be a good choice except for Lucilla's hard training and Satori's paranoia. She had decided to keep her vampirism as a reminder for what had happened, mainly wanting to use this new power towards her ultimate goal. However this had caused her friend to be on constant watch. Thankfully this hunt had provided a new learning experience away from Satori's watching gaze. As much worry as her friend had displayed she decided to get a rune that allowed to call Satori when needed.\n\nKeri moved her thoughts towards the mission ahead of her. The sleeveless shirt she wore was a faded green. She wore a her usual brown tight pants. Keri walked towards her wardrobe searching for her most prized possession. A sigh of relief passed her lips as the necklace come into view. She grabbed the necklace as she once again studied the new rune on it. Keri reminded herself to keep moving as she placed the necklace in it's rightful place. She glanced at her doorway to see if her practice bow was next to her new sword hoister. A gift from Val when Keri started working down at the forge. She grabbed her mother's old sword, placing it inside it's new holder. She place the quiver of arrows as well as the sword on her back. The last things Keri had grabbed was the recently bought Phylactery and bag of candies before receiving any other required supplies before setting out.\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nThe branch shifted underneath Keri's feet as she moved away from the trunk. Her eyes intently focused around her for any form of movement. She allowed herself a peek towards Lyn only to see the teddy bear move in her line of sight. She stepped back in surprise only to cause herself to fall backwards. Keri unsuccessful tried to land on her feet. In the end she had landed on her back in front of E'nasha.\n\n\" Damn bear! Why did Lyn have to bring the thing anyways. Are you alright E'nasha?\"She said while groaning in pain.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Colette Filatrault, Catacomb\n\nColette sighed as she looked at her room. She was holding her small dagger with her. She was wearing the same dress from the feasts since she had no other clothes to wear and she hasn't had the time to make more. She packed some of the blood candies that recently finished last night into a small bag. \n\n\"Hmm I hope Mr. Tyrael doesn't mind that I am going with him\" she said before leaving Hyllos following close after her. She bi her lip as he walked towards the catacombs. She knew what it was like to be in the catacombs since she went in there to train with Hyllos, and she knew that it would be a very difficult mission. She got closer to the catacomb entrance and saw Tyrael waiting there obviously thinking to himself.She walked slowly until she was standing in front of him waiting for him to acknowledged her. While she was waiting she looked at the stone hate that was entrance of where they were going into, her mind going back her first time here. She looked at Hyllos who was flying around and remembered the creatures that were wondering around the dark place. She sighed and shook her head and looked down at her dagger gripping the handle of it in a tight grip", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "E'nasha Williams Lyn's Hunt\n\nTime moved on after the feast, and over two months E'nasha had gotten into a routine. Mostly she studied, and spent as much time as possible practicing using her mageblood. Unfortunately that meant she wasn't spending any time being social, which caused El'kan to sign her up to go on a mission, to force her to at least talk to someone who wasn't him. \n\nNow she was standing in the middle of a forest, where she was apparently just supposed to help a hunt by scaring small animals to the huntress, and keep the bigger, more dangerous creatures away. She jumped back as her assigned partner, Keri, fell to the ground in front of her. She smiled and let out a small breath of laughter as she offered her hand to help Keri off the ground. \n\n\"Me? I'm fine. You're the one who just fell out of a tree.\" Sir flew down from his perch to land on E'nasha's shoulder as she spoke, and she pat the Raven on the head with her unoccupied hand. \"I'm starting to see a lot less animals in this area. Maybe we should go deeper into the forest?\"", "username": "Vesuvius00", "char_name": "E'nasha Williams" } ]

[ { "text": "Summer Flores\n\nSummer gasped when she heard what her friend said. I'm her short time at school she learned a lot about many creatures. She knew these things were vicious, especially when something they cared or loved about was killed. She got away from the creature before it could attack her. \n\nSummer looked around at the ground knowing these creatures could come out of the ground and she had no idea if there was more than one. Suddenly the ground under her left foot collapsed and she moved on time as a younger paich came up attacking her leg scratching her. \n\n\"Ah\" she yelled in pain. She held out her hand as it howled green as she used a a growth spell she learned in her class to trap it making it more pissed off at her. She knew in her heart she could never kill a creature from nature, but at least she could stop it from hurting her. She looked to her friends and but her lip. She looked around for things to use to help them.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Summer Flores" }, { "text": "E'nasha Williams Lyn's Hunt\n\nE'nasha froze at first at the sound of growling around them, the Creature's howl breaking her paralysis as she bent and scooped a handful of tree nuts, seeds, off the ground. Good thing she'd been studying so much before this. As Keri drew a sword, E'nasha watched the shadows, waiting for the creatures to appear. Soon enough one did, charging right at her from the shadows. \n\nActing quickly, She threw a couple of the seeds towards it, causing them to sprout and grow into full-sized trees right in front of the creature, effectively blocking it from reaching her. In the next moment, a thud behind her made her turn to see another one about to attack Keri. Luckily, its hind foot was placed just right that E'nasha was able to manipulate a tree's root to wrap around and possibly trip the creature before it could reach the vampire. \"And now, we should probably start running.\"", "username": "Vesuvius00", "char_name": "E'nasha Williams" }, { "text": "Aramir\n\n\"Caution? Who needs caution? Lets just charge into the middle of the pack, that seems like a perfectly intelligent idea.\" Aramir muttered under her breath, pulling back her bow and aiming carefully at the writhing mess. At this distance, with this many enemies, she couldn't mess. However, she didn't want to accidentally hit Myrn or Colette or her little bat demon either. There was a rhythm to the chaos. Packs never moved unorganized. \"And...there!\" She let loose an arrow, and another. She was careful to make sure that Myrn was moving in the opposite direction. She hoped Colette wasn't in the way and she couldn't see her little bat either. She only hoped that she didn't hit any of her allies or the stone wall. She only had finite amount of arrows and she didn't want to go breaking any. Making new ones was a pain.\n\n\"Come down to the Catacombs, they said. Investigate some rumors, they said. Nothing major, they said.\" She muttered under her breath, drawing and firing another arrow in an automatic motion, her hands a blue blur.\n\nE'docsil. \n\nThe bat flew over the battle, stopping only briefly to examine who all was there. Satisfied with her examination, she flew on after the Esyire and the Demonomancy master.\n\nSlade, Mackendrick, and co.\n\nTendrils of shadows leapt out from the shade cast by the trees, several grabbing each harpy. With vicious yanks and twisting, the monsters were ripped in various pieces. Slade's version of being drawn and quartered. The shadow man strode past the gore, giggling to himself as he picked up a shoulder and arm of a Harpy and ate it, swallowing it in one gulp.\n\nIf you do not have the courage to kill her yourself, my servants will do it and you can slither away in shame back to your tribe. Chessmaster's voice whispered in Ellys's ear, as Mackendrick and the three new pawns walked past her, heading towards Lyn.\n\nLeith\n\nThey are here. Prepare yourself! The ring warned.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Aramir Ryk(generally does not give her last name)" } ]

[ { "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\nKeri rushed through the forest ignoring the howling. She knew most likely more were on the way. Her sense of smell picked up smoke as well as blood. She didn't need anyone telling her that the simple hunt had just turned into one hell of shit storm. This thought forced her instincts to nearly take her into overdrive. Fear and panic spread through her mind.\n\nKeri stopped halfway through the forest just to skid to a stop. Her teeth ground and her red eyes deepened the already crimson coloring of her irises. Anger filled her almost to the brink of no return. She had just about had enough of playing cat and mouse with these mutts. Putting E'nasha gently down on the ground Keri darted her eyes towards where the strongest scent of blood was.\n\n\" I've had just about enough of this cat and mouse game. There is a the smell of blood coming from the left. Can you go check it out and be careful.\" She almost pleaded to E'nasha.\n\nKeri knew that she wanted the alpha to follow only her, though her attack seemed to merely managed to anger the thing. She knew she could use this as her advantage and devilish grin replaced her usual serious look. Her instincts told her that this would be fun. Keri would have more practice for her ultimate goal, if the vampire lived.\n\n\"Hey come and get me you mangy mutt! Stop falling behind!\" she said coldly while turning back towards where they would be.\n\nKeri launched herself towards the opposite direction that she was going originally. As she pushed forward she made sure to make at least some sort of noise to gains it's attention. As the meadow clearing became closer Keri grabbed out her sword. Once she started slowing a little her eyes widen in terror as she saw someone about to throw a spear at Mar. Fury flushed through Keri allowing her to focus on her claimed target. With her sword fully out she pressed towards Mar,skidding to a halt on the unknown Naga's left side with her sword aimed towards it's throat.\n\n\" I don't think so bitch. Step away and I won't hunt you down. If not than I'll gladly end you here and now that's a promise I grantee to for fill.\" Keri deeply growled towards the Naga, which seemed to be at her mercy.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Leith Calder Lyn's Hunt\n\nLeith frowned when the ground started moving beneath him. Then as quickly as it happened, he started sinking into the ground. He lowered his hands and tried to get his feet out of the ground, forgetting about sustaining the bubble around the Paich's head. Any attempt at getting out pulled him further down instead. He needed to figure out how to get out, and fast. There was a tree near him, but he wasn't sure if he could reach it. Stretching out, he was just out of reach of the tree, the tips of his gauntlet were just scraping the tree. \n\nIt took a lot of effort for Leith to not panic. He was starting sink deeper and deeper into the loose dirt. Taking a deep breath, he reached into his pocket and grabbed Seraphim Sword. As quick as he could, he transformed the sword. He switched it to his right hand and stabbed it at the tree. The sword stuck in horizontally, and after a few test pulls, it seemed solid enough to hold his weight. He attempted to pull himself out of the hole, but the sword started to shift, so he stopped and just hung on to the sword. \n\nThen, several things happened at once. First, the ring spoke to him and said that the ones that were after Lyn were here. Then, a loud shrieking noise ripped through the forrest followed by rising smoke. They needed to end this quickly and get to Lyn. He looked toward the Paich that he had been using his magic on. Currently, it was on its back an trying to right itself. As he hung from the sword, he collected the moisture in the air to form a decent sized ball of water directly above the Paich. The ball elongated to form a cone with the point facing down. The cone started spinning rapidly, sending small trails of water off of it. Leith swung left hand downwards and sent the spinning cone down. He was hoping to impale the Paich, but he had just heard of using rapidly spinning water as a weapon and wasn't sure how successful it would be.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "Ellys\n\nNo matter. You've done your part. Chessmaster replied dismissively. As it spoke, the dagger broke in Mar's chest. The sliver that broke free burrowed rapidly towards the Naga's heart. Once inside, Chessmaster turned Mar's magic against her. The Naga's body started tearing and shifting, as if some manic child was playing with her body. Mar's screams echoed through the Forest.\n\nAlthalus\n\nAfter several more times of smacking into trees, Althalus remembered the gauntlet Tyrael had given him. It was strapped on his arm, the assassin figuring it was better to be safe rather than sorry in case he needed it. Now he definitely needed it. Althalus clenched his fist (the gauntlet already being on the strength he needed) and focused, just like the overprotective bastard told him too. Only one Rune. Don't want to push it. Energy and strength filled him. Alright...my turn. In one quick movement he drew his crossbow, leaned up, shoved it under the chin of the Harpy carrying him, and fired a bolt through her skull. As her body went limp and they both went crashing to the ground he tucked his body into a ball and rolled quickly to his feet, throwing two knives at the remaining Four Harpies. His ankle flared with pain, torn to shreds by the Harpy's tail, but nothing felt broken. \n\nThe two harpies he threw at went down, one dead immediately with a knife in her eye, the other writhing around on the forest floor with a knife in her throat. Althalus whipped around to kill the other two when he heard the screaming. He froze. \"Mar!\" One second he was ready to kill the remaining Harpies, the next he was turned around and sprinting. Five runes on his gauntlet flared, and more power and energy flowed into him. He was moving faster than any mortal should, tearing through the forest.\n\nMackendrick and Co.\n\nThe armored knight halted when he saw Keri. Hatred boiled in his gaze as he regarded her for a moment, various parts of his armor seeming to glow for a moment, before he raised his crossbow and shouted. \"VAMPIRE! I will kill you.\" The bolt was sent flying towards Keri. His brother stopped, a distance behind him. \"Do you rea-\" Whatever he was going to say was turned into a shout as he was backhanded into a nearby tree, bursting into a cloud of buzzing insects upon impact. He had gotten in Althalus' way. \n\nThe Knight ignored his brother's distress, shouldering on his shield as he began to reload to fire again.\n\nSlade reappeared next to the masked Assassin. \"You can handle this?\" Mackendrick snorted quietly. \"I can kill a child.\" Slade giggled. \"Good! I have business in the College.\" With that, he sank into a shadow and was gone. \"Come on, boy.\" Mackendrick gestured towards the scarred man. \"We have to go kill an abomination.\"\n\nAlthalus cont.\n\nHe was within reach of Mar in seconds, after knocking that new stranger out of his way. He didn't care who it was, or why they were here. Mar was suffering, and Lyn was protected. He had to save her. He couldn't fail again. There was a well of power inside of him he hadn't had before, and he used it to its fullest ability. As soon as he crashed into Mar, arms wrapping around her writhing form, a shadow opened up beneath them and they were gone. The Nox was a blur as he quickly picked up Mar like he would have a small child and sprinted towards the medical room of the school. \n\nHe didn't have long. He had to get Mar to help and then go back to protect Lyn. Within moments, he had dropped Mar in the center of the med room. Perhaps it was unceremonious and harsh, given what she was going through, but Sam and others were there to help, and he could feel the power beginning to run out. Have to hurry. Have to go faster. He tore through the Nox again, looking for Lyn. It didn't take long to find her. Or, rather, find her opposite. He popped out of Samson's shadow, just as his energy disappeared. \"That...was too close.\" He gasped, looking up as the horse continued running past. \n\nThere was screaming here too. Althalus cursed before drawing in a deep breath. \"ANNABETH! TAKE LYN TO THE COLLEGE! RUN! RUN DAMN IT!\" He screamed as loud as he could, seeing a white mask and someone else begin to approach.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Althalus Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Lira pushed the hound over off the female bellow, she wasn't sure but she thought she heard more approaching their direction \"We need to go\" She said her knife was in her hand had broke off in the hound leaving her with shrapnel and the wooden handle. \"Also do you have a better weapon on you? Mine seems to have been lodged into the hound?\" She asked though it probably wasn't the best time to ask for a blade to fight with in the middle of a fight. Lira knew that she probably wouldn't last long maybe be able to take one or two more down, but they where bigger by the sound of them. this wont end well, if we don't get out soon we will be killed Lira thought.She reached her hand out to help the person up \"I'm Lira by the way\"", "username": "Sento", "char_name": "Lira" }, { "text": "Summer Flores, Lyn's Hunt\n\nSummer nodded and followed Leith after he got out of the hole. She bit her lip as they got closer to the smokey hair. She looked around to make sure nothing was coming. She looked forward and saw a naga about to attack a young vampire girl. She nodded and looked for nearby to see what planets she could forcefully grow. She spotted some flowers luckily and used her growth spell to make them grow towards the naga. Just as the girl was about to be struck down, the flowers wrapped themselves around the naga tight enough that it wouldn't be able to escape right away to attack them.\n\n\"Hello. I am Summer Flores are you ok\" She asked a worried look on her face. She looked towards the battle wand then to the naga that was tied up.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Summer Flores" }, { "text": "Lyn, Lyn's Hunt\n\nAnnabeth's spell was still in full swing when Althalus suddenly popped up from Sam's moving shadow, the horse still running past and toward the opposite of the meadow. Her hands had gripped Annabeth just barely as the woman bolted forward with the animal. Her arms were numb from the tight grip she tried to maintain, her heart steady and beating well. She felt like she was swallowed by a calm water all the way around her which made her more distance from the chaos erupting all around her. Her face reflected hr odd calmness while she considered the source of the earlier screaming. It had been a while since the sounds faded into the forest causing a dread to fester and die against the psychomaner's effect. \n\nWhen her father screamed for Annabeth to take her back to the college, her eyes looked to the older girl for answers to question bubbling up inside her. What was going on? Who was screaming, are they alright? Shouldn't we help them? \n\nAlready Annabeth was notching an arrow and lining up a shot, her body bent down and low while they swept past everything on their path. They were drawing closer to a group, Lyn's head peered out and around to spot Keri caught in the Naga's grip. Her tail crushing and coiling, breaking the legs and slowly crushing the vampire's arm. The absence of fear, worry and pain was logically settling into Lyn's mind causing her to press tightly to Annabeth. by that time her guardian let loose a smoke arrow that screeched forward into the crossbowman's direction then exploded into black smoke. Another arrow followed right toward the Naga's limb as they bolted past them, racing deeper into the forest. \n\nSamson flipped about, his front facing where they came from as well and her bow raised for any future attackers. \n\nEllys, Lyn's hunt\n\nEllys' tail curled more and more about the vampire, her tail constricting while feeling the bones give away underneath. Fragile little things that easily gave away and would eventually turn to dust. Much like the blood that had dried up whenever it escaped through the wounds. There was no thump of the heart, no sense of beat or heat, under the tail's smoother scales. This was causing the Naga's instinct to rattle as her primal nature drew out, her eyes closed against the sensation filling her mind. It was then her heat sense felt a large amount to her right, her head jerked and saw the gesturing movements of a bow being drawn. \n\nHer tail loosen and bunched while she shoved the vampire away, her hands ripped out the spear tip embedded in Keri's throat. The arrow nearly missed, nicking the Naga's spear on its flight. More dust scattered into the wind as she hiss, retracting her fangs. Something dark and leafy immediately jerked out to snag her tail causing the Naga to swipe her spear, ripping the fast growing vines away. Her tail lashed out to crush the fast growing plants while she retreated toward meadow. Wide eyed and angry, her blade failed to clear the debris quickly enough before it swarmed her. It bonded her figure into a thicket of green within moments through it wouldn't hold her for long. \n\nSam & Lidda, College\n\nSam flinched and hissed in pain, his wound bleeding across the floor. His undamaged hand immediately reached for a linen bandage, quickly wrapping it several times around it then tying it off neatly as he could under the circumstances. Hoping the bleeding would stop later, he shooed the frightened students away allowing Lidda to rush into their place. Her eyes widen in fear and confusion at the Naga's damaged figure. Her body in a continual state of flux that it was a blessing she was out cold from the pain. Already her twin tails were defining themselves into human legs, muscle, flesh and bone forming into functioning legs while Lidda's hand reached out. Dread filled her heart when a rib, like with Sam, shot from the torso and speared her palm. Luckily, the woman wasn't foolish enough to allow the pain. She immediately, in a few seconds, cut off the vein's flood through constricting in the walls and severed ties to her pain receptors by disconnecting the tissue. \n\nHer hand fisted about the rib base, pouring her arcanite to overwhelm the existing damage. It retracted but quickly the ribs fused and Mar's windpipe once more sealed shut, her breathing stopped. Lidda's eyes widened in alarm as she cried for Sam to bring a blade. By this time, Lucilia had arrived. Her petite figure busting into the sick wing with a bag in her hand, shooting questions, orders and preparing for surgery. \n\nSam watched a student rapidly depart for Satori while he passed both a sterilized reed and blade to Lidda, the woman splitting open the windpipe then inserted the reed tubing. Flickering her thumb across the small carved rune, the plant extended down to Mar's lungs where fresh air surged into her chest. Mar gasped, releasing blood from her mouth to spill over her chin and chest. Lidda attempted to control the wild changes as her face furrowed into a sour look, her magic failing in keeping Mar from changing. \"Damn it, what the hell is going on?\"\n\nFinding time to actually answer Lucilia, Sam fired off an answer. \"Althalus brought her in here like this, her body keeps changing and even Lidda is having trouble keeping her stable. It's like her mageblood is tearing her body apart and we can't figure out the cause. We need to replenish her blood loss-\"\n\nHe heard her curse causing the old man to stare hard at Lucilia, the muffled roar drowned out to his human hearing, as he stared at her. \"Lucilia, what is it?\"", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\n\"Lyn, things are very dangerous right now. There are bad people here who... Who want to hurt you. We're going to make sure they don't do that. So hold on tight and do what I tell you, okay? I'll make sure everyone is okay.\"\n\nThings were chaotic, but Annabeth kept a close eye on it all. The man from the demon attack moved towards Samson's path; Annabeth figured he would be able to figure out her movements. Summer had a strange man made of a swarm of bees behind her, though Athalus managed to shoot him long enough to give Summer some time to escape. Annabeth wasn't certain of the situation with Leith and the armored knight, but she hoped he would be able to take him on. The naga seemed to be fighting off something near her tail, which if Annabeth guessed was right, it was Summer's doing. \"Good. I have a target then.\"\n\nEverything had to be executed quickly. First, Annabeth turned her body around and aimed towards the naga's back. Another broadhead arrow was sent flying towards the creature, aimed approximately between the lower back and shoulders. It was no headshot, but it could pierce a heart or at least grievously wound the naga. Next Annabeth needed to get ready for the man from the demon invasion. A bow wouldn't be good; he was moving in too fast. She needed to take advantage of his speed. \"You may be able to move fast, but let's see how fast you can stop!\" Annabeth shouted in her own mind.\n\nAnnabeth put her bow away in her saddle bag; it wasn't the proper place to put it but it was the closest. Next she took out her boar spear. She was going to try to stab the man, but then Lyn did... Something. Something that caused her grip to weaken. \"No, no no!\" Annabeth used her other hand to hold onto Lyn closely, making sure she doesn't end up falling off. She lost her chance to attack the man, nad instead had to keep Lyn steady and pull Samson away. Lyn had no strength to even stay on the horse on her own. Annabeth needed to make her escape. \"C'mon Samson, let's go!\"\n\nLucilia Riovas\n\nAs Sam briefed her, Lucilia took out the medicines she needed. Ethers to replenish blood and archanite in the body, blood thickeners to make Mar's wounds clot and stop bleeding, and pain killers so that Mar won't struggle too much as they operate. They still don't know the cause of what's happening aside that it was obviously magical in nature. A vitamancer or something was forcing Mar's own body to tear itself apart. It must have been something made by a master vitamancer, because Lidda couldn't overpower it with her own magic. Someone wants Mar dead. \"But who? The ocean nagas? Do they even have someone capable of doing this?\" Lucilia said mostly to herself.\n\nSam asked Lucilia about her previous curse, which got a groan from the vampire. \"There are a lot of things for me to worry about, Sam. Right now I have to focus on this.\" Fortunately at that time Uicle came in. Lucilia was honestly surprised that he was here. Was Aarem cursing them today? Was he displeased at last month's offering? Was watching Mar writhe in pain just another cruel way for the evil god to make Uicle, and everyone else, suffer for his amusement? Lucilia didn't know. But if this was the case, he wasn't going to have his way. Not if Lucilia had anything to do with it. \"Mar is losing blood fast, use your Hydromancy to keep her blood flowing back into her body. If need be, use that necromancy to make sure her soul doesn't escape before we can save her.\" Shortly after Satori came in, who looked rather shocked at what was happening before her. Lucilia informed her of everything through her mind, as well as what she needs Satori to do.\n\n\"We don't have time to do an examination. Satori, search Mar's thoughts for how this could have happened. Find everything that happened in her memories from now to an hour ago. Someone or something did this to her, and with any luck Mar saw who or what it was. Lidda, if you can't stop the transformations, handle damage control. Make sure she doesn't inadvertently maim herself or anyone else while we try to stop this.\" Taking a sharp breath Lucilia looked down at Mar's lower half. It looked like it had been split apart, but upon closer observation she could see... Legs. \"It looks like Mar's tail is turning into legs... Gods, it's just like the little mermaid... Keep her body from going into shock. I need to get this medicine into her body. Try to keep her bones from stabbing me.\"\n\nLucilia had her medicines hooked up to tubes and needles, now she just needed to get them into one of Mar's veins. However getting close ends up with Lucilia getting stabbed. Being a vampire she ignored the wounds, but was more worried about Mar's body damaging the medical equipment. Not only was it expensive to replace, but if she cuts the tubes the medicine won't be flowing into her body. She needed to get the medicine into Mar's body to keep her alive.\n\nMeanwhile Satori took a seat on a nearby bed and started looking through Mar's thoughts. It was chaotic and filled with memories, but Satori was only looking for what happened recently. Obviously Mar's current mind was a jumbled mess, but that only made things easier for Satori to her thing. With Mar losing the grip on her own mind, Satori can easily take control. But something wasn't right... It wasn't just as if Mar lost control of herself. It was almost as if... Someone was controlling her right now. A vitamancer and a Psychomancer? Satori cracked her knuckles. \"Challenge accepted...\"", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose - Catacombs\n\n---\n\nAfter the flurry of arrows, and the attack from behind from the shapeshifter, Ssarak had much to contend with. Until they could push through the hounds and join with the rest of the students, his priority was to protect the Naga behind him. They were still holding against the ridge hounds in front of them, though after the scream from elsewhere in the catacombs, which Ssarak could only guess came from the real Tyrael, more of the beasts were turning to focus on them. At the very least, the hounds were currently trapped between Ssarak and the Naga, and the students ahead of them. \n\nNow that he no longer had to guard against arrows, Ssarak could return to thinning out the ridge hounds in front of them. Baulder was being stopped in his tracks by the beasts, so he was not the most present threat. At the same time, he did what he could to filter out the frenzy of thoughts around him for those that seemed important. Verbally and mentally, he heard the shapeshifter shouting about some female that Grey had evidently killed, but he would need to give more focus to its mind to gain any more detail. At the moment, he also had the worried minds of the Naga to contend with. He heard Lyamis' thoughts on Baulder, and more worryingly a maliced Naga among them. As a unit, their line could deny the hounds the ability to flank, but that line could fall apart if its own members were turning on it. \n\nGlancing back quickly, Ssarak was the young woman who had been felled by the arrow. Soon, she would be a danger to everyone around her. Although, as unfortunate as her death was, Ssarak had already taken advantage of a maliced Naga's barbaric instincts before. He knew how he could handle her. The doppelganger he had left to help Tyrael had dissipated long ago, so he created another that quickly ran to the fallen Naga. When she rose again, the first thing she would see would be his illusion, which would do anything it could to capture her attention. Given that a malice Naga lacked the ability to reason, Ssarak did not need to make the details of his doppelganger exceptionally convincing, just enough to make it seem like a legitimate target to the enraged reptilian. From there, his doppelganger would lead the maliced Naga back to the shapeshifter, where her body could hopefully do some good before they had to destroy it. \n\nAs a warning, Ssarak sent a telepathic message to Grey and the Naga around him, including Lyamis. \"I can contend with the maliced woman. Grey, I am going to guide her back to you. A Naga in malice is essentially an enraged corpse who will try to kill every living thing around it. My illusion will try to guide it to the shapeshifter; let them fight, and take advantage however you can.\"\n\nSsarak continued to multitask between fighting the hounds in front of him, and scanning the minds around them. The arrows had caused disarray in their ranks, and they needed to form together more tightly to bolster their defense. Among the worry and discord, Ssarak felt the presence of intense pain, and intense anger. Another glance back and he was able to see the one from whom these thoughts were originating. With his eyes on the ridge hounds ahead of him, he used his shield to defend while he reached into a pouch at his side with his sword hand and pulled out a rune from within. The college had given them an allowance of supplies for their mission, among them being a healing rune. \n\nSsarak reached his hand back towards Lyamis to offer him the rune while sending him another telepathic message. \"Another of your warriors is wounded; get this healing rune to her.\" He said, followed by a brief instruction on how to use it. \"We need everyone to form around the matriarch, and the wounded, quickly.\" He added.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Lira had no idea what to do with the weapon she was given. She quickly felt it and made a frown \"Um what is this and how exactly do you intend for me to use it?\" She said \"Look I'm going to find us a way out there's to many of them\" She said helping the female up with out another word she began to search for an exit or least a way to higher ground. She could feel fatigue setting in her adrenaline was running out. \"Hey the entrance you guys came through how close is it we can use that to escape\"Lira waited for a reply all the while hearing the fighting not to far away. She was kind of glad and not so glad at the same time. It kept the hounds distracted mostly, how ever the shouting sounded like something else was wrong something other then the pack of dogs. Some times she wish she could see, but in this case she was glad she didn't. She wasn't squeamish, but the amount of corpse both old and new had pile up, any water around or shallow holes in the ground where slicked with blood of the fallen. Which made her cringed when she stepped in some. remind me to bath after all this she thought", "username": "Sento", "char_name": "Lira" }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nSuddenly from the forest, a heavy gust blew. When the armored warrior shot at Leith, the arrow flew off course. And the source of that wind was Meirin, propelled through the air and heading straight towards the knight when he was stuck in the mud. She shorten the distance in her runs using quick weaving motions that allowed her to fire off gusts of wind, letting her gain ten to fifteenth feet each blast. When she saw the attacker make a great leap from the mud to one of her fellow students, Meirin also leaped after him, right after he tossed his shield at Keri. Meirin had to angle her fall and time it right, but when she did she would have stopped the shield by smashing it into the ground, landing on it. The red-haired monk looked no worse for wear, her face showing a serious and stony demeanor.\n\n\"What sort of 'honorable' knight would attack students of the college, unprovoked? Who would allow his allies to threaten a child and their guardians? You're no knight, not by any stretch of the word. You don't even have the honor of a warrior. You're just a murderer in a suit of armor.\"\n\nBrandishing her long hammer, Meirin attacked while she spoke to the warrior. She aimed her hammer to sunder through his crossbow, and whether that succeeded or not, she also swung low to smash the warrior's knee. Meirin did not stay put after her strike, quickly putting distance between herself and the knight, but staying close to Keri. From what little she heard, Meirin assumed that the warrior had something against vampires, so she knew Keri was a high priority target to the mad man. She pointed her weapon at the warrior once Meirin had disengaged from him, ready for any tricks, be it magical or mundane.\n\nMyrn Vaan'Atisha\n\nThings got quickly chaotic when, right after the scream that stunned the ridge hounds, Baulder went on a suicidal charge to kill the naga. Myrn knew very little of Tyrael beyond the fact that he was a demonomancy teacher, but even she questioned his \"orders\" when Aramir told everyone about it. In fact Myrn questioned if Aramir even did rely those orders, since she could quite clearly see that Aramir had been more-or-less the same location when they first confronted the Ridge Hounds, yet the voice came from somewhere within the pack itself. Myrn was confused, but she could guess there was some trickery involved. What sort and why, she didn't know, but what mattered right now was dealing with these Ridge Hounds.\n\nDespite Baulder's foolish actions, at least his efforts were stemming the horde. The creatures were too busy eating their own dead to attack the students, giving everyone chances to cut down a few more. But Baulder was most likely going to die if he kept going no matter how many ridge hounds he killed along the way. Darius moved in to save him and Myrn was going to follow. But then she heard Lira saying that she was going to try to find an exit, and when she did Myrn saw more Ridge Hounds lunge at her. Why Lira didn't notice them herself the wood elf didn't know, but Myrn didn't waste time as she dashed forward and cut down the beasts before they hurt Lira.\n\n\"Lira, there's no time to find an escape! Just, stay here!\" Myrn grasped Lira by her hand and took her towards Aramir, who was doing a good job keeping most of the ridge hounds at bay. Myrn cut down a few more as she approached the snow elf, her mood changing from deathly serious to more flirty. \"Love the way you use your fingers, sweet lolita. Mind watching this girl for me? I need to help everyone else, but then I'll be back to pick you up. Toodles!\" After dropping off Lira, if she didn't already try to run away, Myrn went to go help Darius save Baulder by cutting down any more Ridge Hounds that were trying to get to them. However there were so many, dead or alive, that it made it hard for Myrn to actually get to them without jumping off of corpses and skeletons. Baulder wasn't looking too good either, and while Myrn had some herbs to help patch up his injuries she can't help him until he's out of danger.\n\n\"Darius, I don't suppose you know any spells that would clear a way back for us? If you need time, I'll fend them off for as long as I can!\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Lira who actually hadn't notice the hounds behind her was startled when the female had cut them down. Her since where so clogged by all the noise it almost paralyzed her. Though she could hear the female clearly saying that they could or didn't have time to escape. She didn't try to fight when she was dragged over to another girl though was tempted to pick her up and flee the nonsense. \"I am not a child to be passed along members to be watched\" She tried to argue but the female had ran off already. Annoyed at being passed off like a kid she held the arrow searching for the point so she could at least help the person she was stuck with for now. She didn't try to make conversation trying to drown out as much of the useless noise and focus on what is close by. She manage to cut down one or two of the smaller hounds if any had gotten by. How ever their hits where more of lucky shots then her ability to hurt them.", "username": "Sento", "char_name": "Lira" } ]

[ { "text": "Baulder, Catacombs\n\n\"You fool you'll ki-\" was all Baulder was able to get out before the loud shockwave knocked him out of the clutches of the hounds. For a second Baulder thought he had died, as he could not see or hear anything. While his vision quickly returned his ears were still ringing incredibly loudly. He was on the ground spread out on the floor trying to orient himself to where he was again. The shockwave Darius had sent out had sent the hounds into a frenzy and were now trying to scramble to their claws again as they figured out where they were. One was so out of it that it began to thrash its head around wildly trying to make sense of the world without sound. Baulder moved his hands to his ears to try and stop the ringing and shut his eyes hard. Feeling the ground with his body Baulder made and effort to stand up but quickly fell down because he was so disorientated. He took one of his hands off his ear and put it on the ground to right himself onto his knees. Baulder then started trying to blink with his eyes wide as if he were just waking up. \n\nEars still ringing, Baulder turned behind him towards the pile of corpse hounds and seeing John bleeding from the ears and eyes stabbing one of the larger hounds that had grabbed him to death. Baulder yelled out to John but he couldn't hear anything but the ringing, even though he could feel his throat straining. Baulder began crawling over to his double on his hands and knees trying to steady himself. But Baulder had to stop for a moment and wiped the blood on his hands on his shirt. His hands were beginning to become slippery with blood, threatening to make him slip forward onto his face. Still yelling out his demon's name but still not hearing anything Baulder began to become light headed. The ground moving into angles they shouldn't be, his vision becoming filled with black dots. He could feel himself losing the ability to control his jaw and instinctively clenched it for fear of losing control of it. He was still trying to yell to the demon for help but he couldn't tell if he was making any noise. He could feel the spittle be ejected from between his teeth and his vocal cords straining to make noise but all he could hear was the ringing. The ringing was so loud, so very loud. He just wanted the ringing to stop. \n\nBaulder put one of his hands on the demon who was still stabbing the now very dead hound. The demon brought the blade immediately to his throat, but stopping just short of killing him. The demon's face went from pure anger to fear in a second and he put the knife into it's holster quickly and grabbed Baulder before he collapsed face first into the floor. Baulder looked at the demon's face, it seemed to him like he was trying to say words but even if Baulder could lip read he doubted his demon's ability to actually make coherent sentences. Baulder, holding onto the demons shoulders began trying to say \"The rune! The rune!\" But Baulder couldn't be sure what it sounded like, he was going off what he remembered the word sounding like. \n\nIn that moment the pain hit him like a wave. He suddenly felt all the tears and cuts on his body from the hounds. He went limp for a second as he was using John to stand up. He managed to stop himself falling over for a second but he found himself in intense pain. The cuts on his chest in particular felt like a brand was being put to him. Clenching his jaw again and trying to force a grunt out of his mouth more spittle flew out of his teeth. It didn't help that he could barely see now with his vision darkening. Then he felt the intense healing of the rune on his skin. While Baulder had been struggling to stand up against his demon, John had gotten to work producing the healing rune. Baulders knees went weak again for a second but this time he was hanging onto John's shoulder and kept himself from collapsing. Not knowing where he was in relation to the naga or the other students Baulder tried to say the words \"We must kill the Naga brothers and sisters! You must assist me, they will die because our master demands it!\" Baulder was entirely unaware if any of those words managed to escape his clenched mouth but he had made the effort. He then managed to spot the naga in his narrow field of vision. Still killing hounds and.... something else. He couldn't make it out as there was a man with a shield in front of it and Ssarak dealing with it and a dying naga. Baulder reached over to John's dagger and pulled it from it's sheath and pointed the dagger at the naga.\n\n\"Their death has been demanded, we comply!\" Baulder managed to open his mouth this time but he still could not tell what it actually sounded like. The ringing seemed like it was now a fact of life to him, never ceasing and covering up any noise the world should be providing him. Still leaning heavily on John Baulder began to step in the direction of the naga, clutching the blade as tightly as he could in his weak hands. He clenched his jaw again and began grunting with every step he took towards the naga, making a sure but slow pace towards them. If Baulder could see anything that wasn't the naga he ignored it. Master Tyrael had demanded their deaths, Baulder could not disappoint master Tyrael. He wouldn't. But the distanced between him and the naga seemed like an eternity away even though it couldn't be more than 30 yards. Baulder was having a hard time navigation over all the corpses littering the catacomb now. Slowing what could only already be described as a crawling speed.", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" }, { "text": "Myrn Vaan'Atisha\n\nThings were hectic as ever as the Ridge Hounds started hopping around everyone like angry, man-eating fleas. Myrn had to go on the defensive as the monsters actually started posing more of a threat with fewer of them around to get in each other's ways, but she knew if she could kill one that the beasts would be stupid enough to stop what they were doing and eat their dead. And with so few of them left, they shouldn't finish as quickly. One of the Ridge Hounds jumped on her back and bite into Myrn's shoulder, causing her to shout in pain. \"Shit!\" Quickly Myrn brought her blade through the Ridge Hound's skull, using it as leverage as she tossed the corpse far away from her past the ridge hounds she was fighting. And sure enough they went after the body like a dog fetching a stick.\n\nHowever despite the momentary reprieve, Myrn looked at her shoulder. It was severely wounded and it would certainly weaken her fighting prowess. Nothing a little healing magic can't fix, but she doesn't have access to such things right now. Not to mention that even if she did, those Ridge Hounds would be on her the moment she was finished, if not sooner. No, Myrn can patch herself up later. Now it was time to finish this fight once and for all. Ignoring her wound, Myrn got ready for her final attack.\n\nAnd just as she asked, Darius had a spell to stun the Ridge Hounds. When he told everyone to cover their ears Myrn did as told, and even though she couldn't hear Darius's explosion of sound, she certainly felt it. It was sudden yet intense, as if she was thrown into the bottom of a lake, crushed by the pressure of water. But as fast as it came the feeling was gone and the Ridge Hounds were all stunned. Now it was Myrn's turn. Gripping her Dar'Missan with both hands Myrn got into a low stance and looked at each of her opponents. For just four seconds, Myrn emptied her thoughts and meditated, and during her meditation she saw only herself and her enemies. Each second she felt a renewed vigor as well as a direct path to each of her targets, avoiding her allies and obstacles. When she opened her eyes Myrn pointed her blade at her first target and dashed forward.\n\n\"Path of Blades.\"\n\nMyrn was at the first Ridge Hound in less than a second. She swung at the creature, but did not drag her whole blade through. Instead, she gave the monster a small cut, and then used the sheer speed of her Dar'Missan to carry the weight of her blow through the wound and cut the ridge hound in half. This effectively allowed Myrn to keep moving even after delivering a powerful blow, so she could do the same to the Ridge Hounds in the hall. Myrn went from one ridge hound to another, letting the speed from her swing tear open the cuts Myrn puts onto the ridge hounds so she can continue her path of destruction. She slew the ridge hounds attacking Darius, sliced through the ones trying to eat Baulder, and even took out the few that were after her. The only ones Myrn couldn't get to where the Ridge Hounds that were previously at the Naga's, and even then she managed to cut down two as they ran past her.\n\nBy the time Myrn came to a full stop the Ridge Hounds stopped moving. Suddenly they would fall apart, cut in half by Myrn's attacks. But because Myrn didn't bother to heal herself, the wound on her shoulder got worse, and blood began to burst from it. Unknowingly to her, the Ridge Hound had not only managed to make her bleed heavidly, but actually broke her shoulder, and Myrn's Alpha's Strike did not help it at all. Another painful scream escaped Myrn's mouth as she fell to the ground, clutching her bloody arm. She didn't hear Baulder's crazed ranting but if she knew that he was still intent on killing the naga, she would have tried to knock him out.", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Myrn Vaan'Atisha" }, { "text": "Leith Calder Lyn's Hunt\n\nLeith sighed in relief when the pressure on this leg lessened. He looked at the Naga that broke his leg and realized that she looked dead. Which was odd because she was still trying to kill him. It almost looked like Necromancy, but something wasn't right. The Naga was still bleeding. It seemed like there was some truth to the stories he had read about the Naga. They have to die twice, or something similar to that. Currently, though, he was still stuck, and the only thing keeping him relatively safe was the fact the sword acted as a buffer between him and the thing's fangs. \n\nTwo thumps made the Naga jerk and turn her head. It also caused her tail to loosen up on him slightly, and gave him enough room to act. Quickly, Leith shrunk the sword back down to regular size and pulled his arm free. He pointed the trinket at the Naga's head and enlarged the sword a second time.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose - Catacombs\n\n---\n\nThough his wing gusts did exactly what Ssarak intended them to do, they were nevertheless ineffective at keeping the shapeshifter in place. Grey, being that he had to protect the Naga from the bone shards, was not in a position to immediately follow up to attack, and even if he had been, the shapeshifter could change forms far faster than even Lidda. It seemed as if it was the most powerful vitamancer Ssarak had ever encountered. It briefly made him wonder how they had managed to have any success against it, but his attention was quickly taken by an even greater threat: Tyrael. \n\nThe master Demonmancer had arrived far sooner than Ssarak had hoped. The ridge hounds and shapeshifter had delayed them for too long. Fighting was, of course, not an option, and if they could not find a way to talk him down, they would need help. Ssarak had intended to use Colette's bat to send a message to Khan quickly, but even that would not be fast enough now. It would have to be able to fly straight to him…which was a thought that provoked an idea within Ssarak's mind. The catacombs were beneath the college, so the straight-line distance between them was not terribly far. One would have to pass straight through the ground, and the college's stonework, but that was only an issue for corporeal beings. An illusion, if it was not attempting to be convincing, did not have to obey any natural laws. Ssarak recalled that his friend Annabeth had instructed her doppelgangers to attend classes in her stead on a few occasions. They could work at range, and he could instruct it to speak, so it could deliver a message. \n\nMaking no attempt to hide which version of himself was genuine, Ssarak had his doppelganger fly up in the direction of the college, straight through the catacombs. It was going to warn Khan, to tell him that the students, and Naga survivors, were in danger from Tyrael. As long as Ssarak was alive and conscious, his messenger would not be stopped. \n\nMeanwhile, Ssarak and the others had to do what they could to calm Tyrael, or at least delay him. Telepathically, Ssarak sent a message to each of the Naga. We have to persuade him to let you live. He is a master demonmancer and could kill us all with ease; fighting is not an option. Lower your weapons; they will not be useful anyway. \n\nSsarak did not bother to raise his weapon against Tyrael, though he did stay in a position where he could protect the Naga. \"Why do this, Tyrael? Why kill the Naga? Baulder…he needs healing. We need to get him back to the college, instead of fighting over what to do with the Naga. If you believe they are a threat, then we can detain them. Lock them away, let Khan, or the Archmage judge them. They could not stand against us if they wanted to, especially with one as powerful as you among us. There would be no danger in capturing them.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose - Catacombs\n\n---\n\nTowards Grey, Ssarak shook his head. \"Not specifically, unfortunately. I tried to stop it, but that shapeshifter could transform far faster than even Lidda. It would have to be beyond the skill of even a master to accomplish such a feat. With the presence of that...demon blocking that path, the rodent it transformed into would had to have scurried past Tyrael. It would have to be down that pathway, but with the range of forms it seems to be able to take on, it would be difficult to catch even if we could find it. But, you are correct that it had an extreme fixation on you. I could read into its mind during the fight, and I could tell that it was almost obsessed with you, as if you had history with it.\"\n\nSsarak was keeping his blade at the ready, though at this point, it was more just to be ready for any unexpected threats than to defend against Tyrael. \"Regardless, I would suggest we wait near the entrance of the catacombs. I expect that Khan will be here shortly. We can inform him that the fighting has ended, and ask him about the Naga. I can remain to help stand guard, in the event the shapeshifter arrives again.\"\n\nMeanwhile, Ssarak continued to attempt to give the Naga reassurance with telepathic messages. \"I would not be afraid of Khan. Unlike Tyrael, he is not a fallen demonmancer, and as our headmaster, is far more rational. I do not expect you will be detained. Actually, I would expect him to give you aid, once the situation with Tyrael has been concluded. As long as you abide by the rules of the college, of course. We need only keep Tyrael from becoming violent until he arrives.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nLyn's Hunt \nIt took a long moment for her to feel the teeth in her arm. She had been elated that she'd managed to have found the cosh in the first place. She had hoped that she would, she thought that she could, but it was still a surprise that she had actually managed to do it. Even if she'd missed where she thought she might, she had sunk the knife into flesh.\n\nSo when the jaws closed around her arm, and she realized it, she yelped loudly. Her first reaction was to pull her arm back, but as she did she felt her flesh starting to tear. Hot blood started to run down her arm and she felt a hint of panic start to rise up in her chest. This was not going well at all. She had lost the tight grip she'd had on the handle of the knife when she'd finally felt the pain, so now she took it back, even as the cosh's jaws clamped down more. Teeth went into muscle more as the seconds ticked by. If she didn't do something soon, she likely wouldn't be able to do anything. \n\nThe cosh was starting to push her back, push her over to the ground, but she wouldn't be pushed down so easily. She shoved back as best she could, but the forest floor was not the best for getting a grip with her boots and she struggled to find purchase for a moment, but that seemed to be all the beast needed and Helena felt herself beginning to lose her footing as the cosh began to clamp down more and shake her head. Through gritted teeth and another yelp of pain she twisted the blade that she had finally gotten a better grip on, hoping and praying that that would be enough to free her arm.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" } ]

[ { "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": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nMeirin didn't need to see the knight charge at her; he was as subtle a falling shelf full of glass bottles. But Meirin wasn't finished with her spell yet. She needed just a few more seconds, seconds that if she didn't time right, would only result in a bigger, heavier man stomping all over her. Which is why she actually went just a bit slower instead of speeding up. She knew that there were still movements with her weaving that she needed to complete, and she wouldn't finish them in time before the knight would run into her. So she needed to time it just right.\n\nRight as the man would be within arm's reach, Meirin used her staff to propel herself into the air. This was actually part of the movement, albeit she made herself jump higher than usual. That exact moment called for a front flip, so Meirin bide her time until she could use said flip to avoid the knight's charge. She continued to put distance between herself and the knight as she was almost finished with her spell now. \"This is your final chance to surrender! Leave and never come back, and we'll trouble you no more.\" \n\nMyrn Vaan'Atisha\n\nGlad that Tyrael wasn't going to kill them all Myrn was hoping to chat with the naga. As inappropriate as it may seem right now she was very interested in the naga culture. It wasn't often that you'd see nagas out on the surface. Myrn never really got close to Mar simply because Mar didn't seem the type who'd appreciate a stranger's company, and Myrn respects her distance. Hopefully her family were more welcoming. She had so many questions she'd like to ask the naga, and with any luck she can use this information to have a conversation with Mar. Myrn especially wanted to know if the naga had any songs, poems, or even dances. Unfortunately before Myrn could start talking she collapsed into Lyamis and began to bleed out. \"Medic.\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Lyamis (Naga), Catacomb\n\nLyamis heard Ssarak and Grey talk, relaying their information, both making it clear they would remain behind with the Naga. A fact he had mixed feelings about. His pride stirred and tried to deny they didn't need the aid when in reality he knew better. Their numbers had already dwindle past safe levels and another attack was impossible to withstand against. Instead of hiss or stiffen, as was the normal, he merely casted away the thought then focused on his allies. Thinking Myrn could stand, he had completely released until her body gave out and leaned against him. \n\nImpulsively his tail jerked up and was the first to slow her fall, preventing her body from slamming down on him or the floor. His hands clasped around her and gently lowered her into his coils. Wet, warm liquid started to ooze across his darker scales as she spoke one word. \"Medic.\"\n\nThe male Naga noticed the medic kit at her waist and reached for it, his fingers delicately unbuckling the leather then removing it. Feeling her wounds still bleeding, he grabbed a large wad of cloth then stuffed it into her side in order to stifle the bleeding. Unfamiliar with the kit, his tongue flickered out and scented the dried components. He knew one, a desert flower used to increase blood clotting, as he gripped the single sack then started to gently grind it into her wound. The woman would likely flinch in pain which swelled in her body causing her stir briefly and slouch back down. \n\nSsarak's words penetrated into his mind in an attempt to soothe and pacify him. \"I would not be afraid of Khan. Unlike Tyrael, he is not a fallen demonmancer, and as our headmaster, is far more rational. I do not expect you will be detained. Actually, I would expect him to give you aid, once the situation with Tyrael has been concluded. As long as you abide by the rules of the college, of course. We need only keep Tyrael from becoming violent until he arrives.\"\n\nLyamis' simple reply wasn't a kind one. 'We shall see… currently, I've had enough demons and demonomancers.' \n\nGrey, the guardsman, had lowered his weapons into a slightly more relaxed posture. However it was clear he would start up again if the man felt his efforts to calm the monster ahead weren't as effective as they all suspected. \"Understood, Sir. I shall keep an eye on them\" A simple reply to the order, and it seemed he would follow through with it. The brutish man's attitude turned upon the earlier mention of the shapeshifter and curious where it had gone. Lyamis wasn't, despite it attacking it his people and nearly killing them all. At the present he was far more interested in keeping the very wood elf at his tail from bleeding to death. Survival, however, was another matter altogether. \n\n\"The wood elf is bleeding, and her wounds need sealed, and packed. Then she needs to rest, through not sure if she will live past today.\" He stated calmly with his hands trying to stop the bleeding. \n\nCosh, Lyn's hunt\n\nHelena & Sinys\n\nThe woman yelped, her voice escaped and filled the female with excitement. Her teeth crunched down harder and threatened to break bone. It seemed like the Cosh was winning, her weight overwhelming and pushing the plump woman downward. Her paw like hands pushed up then scratched on the woman's tunic. Loud shredding sounds came when her nails ripping into the tunic until Helena twisted the blade, pushing it deeper. There was muffled whine at the pain flooding through the Cosh causing her to still completely. \n\nA fresh, thicker stream of blood flooded from her throat. Helena was unknowingly slicing the Cosh's throat open. Survival instinct jumped in causing the feline like monster causing her to growl as she tightened her hold briefly, then released. Her tongue stained with red while her eyes glowed in anger. Her body abruptly leaned back on her hind legs, bring her slightly upright with a hunched posture until she just a few inches shy of Helena's height. \n\nHowever, the Cosh hadn't counted on her tail being tugged. When Sinys tugged it, her left hind paw jerked about to snap at him while her left hand like paw swing at Helena's head from the left side. If it hit, she would've been tossed to the ground with a pounding headache and slight dae, through no serious head trauma or damage. Meanwhile Sinys would've felt the sharp, harsh breath of the beast's teeth nearly clamping down on the base of his neck with her angle. Her legs were already adjusting to prevent her fall through when she either hit or missed Helena, it forced her back upon all four with her attention intending on ripping the wood elf to pieces. \n\nKeri\n\nThe Alpha stood there and waited. His pads dug into the ground as he growled low and threateningly. His eyes narrowed on her weak form rising to her feet, his nose smelling nothing but the cherry blossom scent still lingering on her person. Immediately she dove for his side causing the Cosh to snarl in challenge. Her blade went for his head as he hopped just out of reach, pulling back and to the right putting a little distance from Keri. She had sidestepped where he was originally positioned, his black lips curled into a greedy smile. He didn't waste much time in cutting down the distance when he coiled down his hunches and pushed forward. His feet left the ground as he made to leap upon her with his hand like paws outward and claws glistening in the reddish light.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Darius Jura Catacombs\n\nBy the time Darius caught his breath, the Ridge Hounds had been dealt with, and a new threat had appeared. The demon teacher appeared, changed the landscape of the catacombs, and ordered everyone to go back to the college while he dealt with the Naga, but pretty much everyone stood against him and would not leave. If it came down to a fight, Darius would probably have sided with the other students mainly because he didn't want to look like he had been sided with Tyrael if the situation went sideways and the teacher's act was against the college. \n\nThere was no fight, however, as Tyrael stood down, and decided to listen to the students. The Naga were to stay in the catacombs while everything got figured out. Ssarak and Grey chose to stay with the Naga. Which left Darius, the unconscious man, the snow elf, the pale girl, and the wood elf. The wood elf was wounded and most likely needed to be helped to the surface. Almost as if on cue, the wood elf collapsed from what appeared to be blood loss. One of the Naga caught the girl and started using the medical kit the girl had on her. There was a moment of hesitation when the Naga looked at the kit that made Darius approach them. \n\n\"Move your hands and ensure that she does not move.\" He said to the Naga curtly, ready to take over and thoroughly clean and dress the wounded elf's shoulder. If there was one thing that Darius learned from being a soldier, it was how to deal with large wounds.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Darius Jura" } ]

[ { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth looked down at Lyn in her arms. She still blamed herself. She should have just left with Lyn. She wanted to fight with the others, but because she did she nearly got Lyn killed. Granted it was only Blood Sickness, but it wouldn't have happened if Annabeth just left.\n\nRather offered Annabeth some tea which she took a few sips from. Then she just drained the whole cup. She coughed as she burned her mouth from the hot tea. But Annabeth knew that she was running low on Mageblood too. She was dizzy and her vision blurry. Closing her eyes for a moment Annabeth allowed herself a moment of rest. For some reason, she felt very tired.\n\nWhen Annabeth opened her eyes she didn't know how long she was out. Not too long since the sun was more or less still the same, but Annabeth wasn't certain if she was asleep for a few minutes or an hour. Lyn was still in her arms, so adjusting herself so the child was comfortable Annabeth patted her cheek. \"Lyn. Lyn, are you alright?\" She heard a little noise from Lyn, making Annabeth happy. As the two sat there regaining their strength, Annabeth whispered a nursery rhyme about the Twilight College.\n\n\"I journey here into a darkness deep\nThrough this land of twilight, in this magic keep\nBut even in endless nights there are stars in the sky\nI will not say my quest is done, nor tell the light goodbye.\"\n\nTyrael Marchosias\n\nTyrael had already turned his back against the others students and nagas alike. He knew they opposed him. They all did. \"Can't you see? You can't win against them. They'll never let you win. They're holding you back. You can't save Mar, you failed your mission, can't and now you've become and enemy of the college. There's nothing left for you anymore. You are their enemy now.\" \n\nTyrael said nothing, did nothing. Slowly he changed back his his usual form, dismissing the demonic influence over him. But he could hear their whispers putting him down. To anyone else they'd be petty insults. But they were always on Tyrael's mind, and they represented his own thoughts. His inner demon weren't some great monster bent on taking over the world or destroying all of life. It was nothing but regrets and self-loathing. \n\nBecause of it he perpetuates the vicious cycle: because he considers his demon to be nothing more than a petty bully, he ignores them and believes they cannot control him. But they hurt him emotionally, something he has very little experience in. But because he must project an image of strength and dominance over his demons, he cannot admit his weakness, as obvious as it is. Tyrael can't seek help because it's suppose to be assumed he was strong enough. He could stand the idea that he isn't already powerful enough. The idea that he has a weakness scares him. And he can't be scared, he's not suppose to be. Tyrael is suppose to be the fearless, unstoppable Overlord of the Inferno. Anything less and he may as well be as nobody.\n\nBrooding in his own thoughts, Tyrael didn't notice Khan until they were both in the same hall. He was initially surprised to see the Headmaster here, but then remembered Ssarak's illusion. He must have used the doppelganger to alert Khan. For a moment Tyrael pondered a battle between himself and the headmaster.\n\nThere was no doubt that in terms of demons, Khan's was much stronger. Tyrael had an army under his command, but a single one of Khan's own demons had the strength of an army alone. Of the few demons Khan employs, each could be an Archdemon in terms of power. But of his demons, only two could be used reliably. The others were powerful, but treacherous. The exact sort of thing that Tyrael constantly tells his students to never work with. Even if they were honorable enough to uphold their end of the bargain, in the end the price is your life. Surely if Khan used even just one of them, it would end in a mutual kill.\n\nBut Tyrael wasn't going to fight Khan. If he was here to stop him, punish him, then so be it. Tyrael would accept his punishment, for whatever reason. \"This is their appreciation. This is your reward for doing your job to the college and for protecting your loved ones. For your loyalty you will be punished. Your enemies will be allowed to roam free, and those treacherous students will be hailed as heroes. And you. You'll be a pariah to the college. You'll never see Mar or Lyn again. You'll never teach, be stripped of your authority. The college will abandon you for your most hated enemy. You will lose EVERYTHING!\"\n\nA single tear fell from Tyrael's eye. He didn't realize how much he was going to lose. He stood petrified. Everything he's worked for, all lost just because those students sided with strangers. He wanted to run. Go back to a simpler time where he could just run away or kill his problems. But now he was out of options. He sighed and walked towards Khan. \n\n\"We should not waste time. Name your judgement.\"\n\nCatacombs\n\nAs the students gathered their wounded and the naga rallied together, a single person had gone missing. The strange, blind swamp orc. She had fled during the chaos before Darius's sound burst, fleeing deeper into the catacombs. But without a guide and with no luck, she would never escape. Indeed, as she wandered, she ended up in a lost area of the catacombs, unknown to even the likes of Tyrael and other members of the college. Here even the dead were so old they were nothing more than bones and dust. The names on their tombs have long since been lost to the annals of time.\n\nBut the girl was not alone here. There was one creature here that served as the lone protector of this foreboding area. A golem made by a necromancer before even Uicle's time, who's sole purpose was to collect corpses and impale them onto it's body spikes. The golem was black with rust and blood, with streaks of white made from the ancient dust of bones from skeletons long ago. This golem patrolled the catacombs, but it was not a guardian of the dead, merely a cleaner. And it would cleanse the catacombs of the living as well, given the opportunity. Such is the life of the Corpse Collector.\n\nAnd that was Lira's fate. She had the misfortune to be in the path of the catacomb roaming monstrosity. But it was not by it's hand that she died. No, when she crossed path with the beast, it reached out and grabbed her, breaking her arm in a single pull. It tore off her hand when she tried to struggle, and the monster followed her as her blood left a trail alongside her fear. Her death was inevitable here. But her death was not going to be meaningless.\n\nBecause the Corpse Collector was not what made this part of the catacombs forbidden. Unbeknownst to those in the college, there was a dark history hidden away here. The Corpse Collector was simply it's unintentional guardian. As Lira's life was draining from her body, the air around her became cold. The walls became icy and the floor slick. All it took was one errant slip, and Lira lost her footing and went skidding on the sloped floor. Despite her wounds she was still living, still suffering, until the sickening sound of her flesh and bones peeling apart silenced her cries of pain.\n\nThe blood drained from Lira's body and pooled into the altar. Her body began to grow stiff as ice covered her body, but even death was beyond her grasp. No, she would live, and suffer, to give life to this unholy sepulcher. The blade of ice, just an inch away from her heart, glowed with tainted magic as a voice spoke out from the Altar of Ice and Murder.\n\n\"Khan\"", "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose- Catacombs\n\n---\n\nSsarak did not waste any time as he saw Khan approaching. When he had sent his doppelganger to Khan as a messenger, he could not change the message it delivered after it moved too far away, and it had warned that Tyrael was a possible danger. He had recognized that there was a possibility that they could talk Tyrael down, which would still leave Khan expecting a fight. But, at the time, Ssarak had felt that would be a preferable problem to face than to be forced to face down Tyrael with no help in sight. At the very least, Ssarak had thought about what he was going to say and reacted quickly to defuse the situation before any problems started. \n\nBefore Tyrael had even had a chance to speak, Ssarak had already sent a telepathic message to Khan: \"We managed to talk him down. He saw reason once we all spoke up. The danger has passed, or at least the danger from Tyrael. A master Vitamancer also attacked us, and may still be in the area. I can explain everything I witnessed regarding Tyrael, but I can understand that you may not wish to discuss it in the presence of the Naga. They are survivors from Mesa Gaan, and both they, and some of the students, received injuries from the ridge hounds we were fighting. Fortunately, Tyrael did not actually harm any of us.\" \n\nSince the headmaster possessed powerful wards that Ssarak would not even attempt to break, for multiple reasons, he could not read into Khan's mind for any response that the headmaster might have unless he specifically allowed Ssarak into his mind. Regardless, as long as he could deliver his message, the situation could hopefully resolve peacefully.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Leith Calder Lyn's Hunt\n\nLeith was correct. Almost as soon as he mentioned the Herbamancer, the man started his attack. The grass around him and E'nasha started growing and moved to entangle them. The first thing that needed to be done was stop the grass. The girl threw a few seeds in the direction of the man and they started growing mid flight. Leith shook his head when E'nasha offered him her hand. \"That's not going to hold him off for long enough. He can turn into a swarm of bugs and reform quite quickly. Not to mention my leg is broken. I wouldn't be able to get too far.\" Leith frowned as he racked his brain for ideas. Conventional attacks were out of the equation since the man could turn into a swarm of bugs, but they couldn't deal with him until they dealt with the grass. \n\nIf he had a way of making a lot of fire quickly, he could scorch the earth around them and stall for some time. But the only scorched earth he could make was... That could work. Leith started small. He raised his hand over a small patch of grass and made a pulling motion. Beads of water started escaping the grass. The color started draining from the blades of grass and after a few moments, the grass was a dull brown. He brushed the patch of grass and they were brittle to the touch.\n\nLeith took a few breaths to prepare himself for what he was going to do. He turned his hands palm up and moved them as if he was lifting something. Beads of water rose from the ground and grass and coalesced into a ball roughly the size of his head. He made a shoving motion and the ball of water went flying into the distance, breaking apart as it lost its cohesion. Leith repeated the process over and over agin, slowly draining the water from both the grass and the ground around and beneath him and E'nasha\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nDarius Jura Catacombs\n\nDarius nodded when the Naga moved his hands out of the way for him to deal with the wood elf's wound, or wounds as he quickly discovered by the shifting he felt when he grabbed her shoulder. He used the cloth to wipe away the blood and gauge how much the girl was bleeding. It wasn't bleeding fast, but it was a steady flow. He covered the wound with one hand and reached into the kit at her side and grabbed a bottle and three more bandages. He hung the bandages over his shoulder and inspected the bottle. The bottle was unmarked so Darius opened it and gave it a smell. He recoiled at the strong smell of the disinfectant, but that was what he was looking for. \n\nHe removed the bloodied cloth from the elf's shoulder and dropped it on the ground. He then grabbed one of the clean bandages from his shoulder and doused it in the contents of the bottle. He then grabbed the herbs that helped with clotting and covered one side of the doused bandage with them. The bandage was then pressed to the wound and the elf started complaining. Darius stayed silent as he grabbed the second bandage and wrapped it around the first bandage tightly. He then grabbed the third bandage and made a sling from it which he put around the girl's neck and set her arm in it. \n\nWith that done Darius, grabbed another bandage from the kit to wipe the blood off his hands and looked towards the Headmaster who had arrived while he was treating the elf's wounds. The Esyire asked who was worse off when it came to wounds \"He is,\" Darius spoke up and nodded towards the unconscious man. \"He was fighting the Ridge Hounds with no sense of caution. The elf's injury was large but she will not die during the walk to the medical wing.\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "Deven Zoria\n\nWith adrenaline pumping through his veins Deven rushed toward the beast and swung his blade hoping to make contact with what he was thinking was the beast. Then he felt it, the moment his blade made contact, cutting into flesh that rapidly appeared before him. The beast howled as it's hulking form came into view. It was much like the other one, black and white fur. But unlike the other this one was much larger even on all fours the beast came up to about half his size. It's two muscular long arms flexed as it dug it's nails into the soft dirt below and reacted to his strike.\n\nBlood rushed out of the wound on the beast's back coating the edge of Deven's blade in crimson. Quickly the beast turned about and faced him down snarling menacingly as it addressed it's new foe. It was an intimidating sight, this beast glaring him down flashing it's teeth that were set in a jaw strong enough to crush bones. Deven's grip tightened on his blade and silently he thanked his stars for having decided to travel with his armor on. \n\nKeeping his blade at the ready he stared the beast down as he waited for it's move. The way the beast moved, one thing was made very clear it was fast despite it's larger size he'd have to keep his reactions quick and precise. He had his armor and he could abuse that fact and he had no doubt he would abuse that fact several times before this beast either dies or flees wether he wanted to or not. \n\nOnce the beast finished eyeing finished eyeing him it made it's move. Not surprisingly it went for an attack on his legs, if it could get him on his back it would have a distinct advantage over him, but that went without saying. Intent on keeping that from happening Deven swung his blade for the beasts head but he misjudged this creature and it's intelligence. As his swing came in the beast pulled it's head back dodging the blow and rushed forward this time aiming for the wrist of his right arm. Deven silently cursed to himself as his blade cut through empty air and he tried to pull his hand back but it was already too late, the beast's mouth closed around his wrist and bit down. Thankfully though the beast ended up biting into his forearm instead of his wrist and was met with the steel of his armor. Deven could feel the immense pressure the bit put on his forearm through the armor and it caused an uneasy feeling to spread through his stomach, he hadn't been wrong about these jaws and he needed to do something to free himself before his armor began gave out.\n\nReleasing his grip on his blade with his right hand he transferred the full weight of his blade to his left hand. Pulling the hilt back he pointed the tip of his blade for the beast's neck or collar bone and thrust forward. Given the beast's grip on his arm it gave him a relative easy target for the stab. If the stab didn't skewer the beast then it should at least force it to free his forearm.", "username": "Leon5431", "char_name": "Deven Zoria" }, { "text": "Cosh\nJenna, Helena & Sinys\n\nThe Cosh had a hold of leather, not flesh. She knew because the taste of the cured, dried and dead skin was foul in her mouth. However, she clamped down more with her teeth and sank into the sole another quarter of a cm in hopes to prevent escape. The beast's neck throbbed with pain as the Cosh's muscles moved, stressed by the damage Helena had caused. Her paws dug down into the ground where her claws pawed the dirt. The animal's breathing was labored through she seemed unable to give up. Upon feeling something stir at the boot, a foot wiggling to get free, then Cosh female snarled a warn. \n\nCoiling all her energy into her motion, she ripped the red haired woman toward Sinyus causing the 'feeling' that something was off thanks to the force of her body disrupting the air. The female Cosh managed to drag Helena to the side when Jenna's arrow hit and Helena's foot kicked, sending pain into the beast's side then her head. The animal's eyes shut while she used her pain for power then made one last toss. It was mid way the woman's boot finally decided to come off through her body was already in the air and landing on Sinyus, the boy letting his arrow loose moments after she touched down. The arrow skirted past, seemingly dangerously close to nicking her, and flow toward the Cosh's shoulder where it stuck fast. \n\nThe Cosh whimpered then crumbled. Her body no longer responding to her demands through she struggled to get back up and attack, her limbs weakly wobbling underneath her before she flopped onto the ground. To anyone with eyes, the animal was slowly bleeding out and suffering until someone put her out of her misery. There was too much damage, and risk, to heal the beast while she meekly lifted her with a plea for death in her eyes. \n\nAn end to the pain…", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak's flight to the hunting grounds was not a long one. The hunt had not ranged exceptionally far from the college, and Ssarak did not have to deal with any obstacles along the way. In fact, the wind was even in his favor. Once he reached the right area, he started to fly in a search pattern low over the trees, keeping his sharp eyes and mind attentively searching for any hint of where the others could be, Meirin in particular. Fortunately, it did not take long for him to begin picking up on the thoughts of those below. \n\nPerhaps it was due to luck, or the fact that he was searching specifically for her thoughts, but Ssarak managed to isolate what was unmistakably Meirin's mind. It gave him an immediate sense of relief to feel her presence, but it was followed quickly by a wave of worry due to the nature of her thoughts. She was unmistakably in a fight. \n\nWith a combination of the images Ssarak could glean from Meirin's mind, the strength of her thoughts as he flew, and simple keen eyesight, Ssarak managed to hone in on her position. The magic she was using was hardly subtle, so he could easily spot it beneath him. Annabeth had described the group as having been attacked by mages and monsters, so Ssarak had not expected to find Meirin fighting a fully armored knight, but it was of no matter. Ssarak knew not why the group had been attacked at all, but he did not care about the identify of this knight, or his motivations. All that mattered to him was that he was in a fight with Meirin, so he was an enemy of Ssarak's as well. \n\nSsarak drew his sword, then turned it around to grab it firmly by the blade in both hands. With a simple telepathic command, he dulled the edged and increased the weight of his sword's hilt to give it the same weight and balance as a mace. Against a heavily armored opponent, it would be far more effective than if used as a sword. \n\nAs Ssarak swooped down to begin his attack, he noticed that the knight was moving away from Meirin, as if he were ignoring here. Again, it was no matter; he would give him something to pay attention to. With the boost from his dive, Ssarak matched Meirin's speed, flying directly above her with his eyes trained on the knight just ahead of them. Ssarak intended to strike him in the back of the head, or if he attempted to dodge, the upper back. With the weight of his weapon, and the momentum of his flight, it would not be a light hit if it connected.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nLyn's Hunt \nShe pulled her blade free and cleaned it off on the bottom of her shirt before putting it back in its sheath on her hip. \"Yeah, still one more of those things. But it seems relatively well in hand,\" she said, turning as the elf addressed her, blinking a little too try and get him more in focus without her glasses. After a second she gave up and just faced the slightly fuzzy shape of him and nodded her head some. She could patch herself up too, but it would be harder given it was her arm, even more so because it was her dominant arm that was hurt. \n\n\"My name's Helena,\" she went on as he worked on her arm, looking him over now that he was close enough. His work would need to be done over again, but he was right about stopping the bleeding now. Even if she didn't do more fighting, there was still danger of her bleeding out. The girl was already calm. She may not have fought a lot of beats in her time, but she'd been in her share of fights before, and now that the immediate threat to her life had passed she wasn't panicked anymore. Even if her heart was beating fast with the adrenaline of it all and she could feel the tingle of the fire inside her. And though she was calm, that didn't stop the small gasps and sharp intakes of air and grumbled curses as he worked on her arm. It was painful being bit, and continued to be so for quite some time it seemed. But she shouldn't expect it to just go away.\n\nHelena kept looking around past him, trying to find her glasses without them was difficult. She couldn't see clearly very far, and she could hear more fighting nearby. But she couldn't see enough to tell her newfound companion about what was going on around them while he focused. \"I honestly can't see very well,\" She said with no hint of the impairment that the elf had in her voice. \"You haven't happened to have happened on my glasses on your way over here?\" Helena asked as she pulled her arm back from his work now that he was finished.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Cosh: Alpha (Last one)\n\nThe armored man shot backwards. His boots thumping the ground and drawing backwards, the cosh unable to see if he was stumbling or remained standing after the clash with the paw. His claws made a loud screeching sound when it smacked into the surface before he retracted it, his head turned toward Keri and readied to attack him. His ear flickered when the knight came charging in again. The joints in the armor and heavy metal making a loud sound too difficult to ignore causing the Alpha's head to jerk in his direction, two things happening at almost the same time. \n\nJenna's arrow skirted past the beast's neck, nicking the top as it embedded into the ground behind him. The Alpha had fallen back, hard, upon all fours to react against Deven and pivot on his left arm to bring him to the knight's side which was likely to be exposed by the swing. A fresh, red gash streaked his black and white coat causing the animal to snarl. His eyes narrowed while he fought the pain swelling in his body from the strike, then shot forward less than a moment when the words left Deven's mouth. \n\n\"Eyes on me you bit bastard!\"\n\nThe cosh's body low and fast, the beast meeting the knight halfway in his charge. He managed to hit right before he could bring down his weapon, the attack stopped moments after it was finished perparing itself. The cosh's arms reached about the knees and was about to jerk them out from under Deven unless he did something, the wolf like feline's weight pushed into Deven, intending to shove the man off balance. The creature's head would nudged, firmly underneath Deven's side where the attack was coming from and preventing his head from being slashed by the attack. \n\nIf Deven had chosen to brace himself instead of swing, the man would've had better footing to withstand the charge and remain upright. Otherwise, he would find it difficult to remain upright even with the power he put into the propelling attack. \n\nThe knight's armor was frustrating to the beast. It protected, even if it slowed him, and prevented the creature from ripping him to pieces and moving onto the bitch that brought him here. The one that crossed into his territory, challenged his authority and refused to leave his turf. \n\nPain rippled through the Cosh again when the vampire's weapon raked across his face. Long, thin red line appeared as the vampire darted in then back out while the beast was entangled with the knight. The animal couldn't detangle or risk the man slicing him with the sword or worse, drawing an irritated snarl. His hind legs shifted, his weight increased against the man (unless he detangled) to use him as a shield against the woman wielding arrows. \n\nIf anyone was quick and sharp of sight, they might've spotted Helena's wire framed glasses dangerously near the Cosh's right leg and about to be crushed under the struggle.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Summer Flores, Lyn's Hunt\n\nSummer groaned in pain as she finally woke up from being knocked out by the naga. She couldn't hear anything at first and she squinted her eyes shut as the light shined in her eyes making her head throb even more. She could feel her blood running to her head making it nearly impossible for her to comprehend her surrounding. She closed her eyes again her pale face contorted with pain. Summer attempted to move and rolled on her back to take the pressure off her churning stomach.\n\n'Ugh...everything hurts' she thought. At first she couldn't remember how she was knocked out, but the more she was awake the more she remembered. She panicked internally wondering if that vampire girl was ok. Summer tried to take deep breaths to focus on something other than her pain, but it wasn't working. She opened her eyes and tried to get them to focus and got them to focus a little bit. She was still in the same spot from where she landed. It was a complete mess from what she could tell. Her hurting stomach tightened with worry and panic as she didn't see any of her team around.. She sat up and gagged a little as she felt bile rise up in her throat from her movement. She knew that she shouldn't be moving, but she needed to make sure her team was ok. \n\n\"I n need t to find them\" she stuttered out as she stood on her shaky legs, the throbbing in her head a lot worse and the urge to vomit was a lot higher. She needed medical attention, but she didn't care. She needed to find her team and fast. Bent over slightly she began to walk in a random direction. She stopped when she heard what sounded like people nearby and she began to follow the sounds. With her blurry eyes she could see two figures ahead of her. The closer she got the clearer they became. She recognised one of them and weakly cried out.\n\n\"L-Leith!", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Summer Flores" }, { "text": "Alpha Cosh, Lyn's Hunt\n\nBlood seeped from the wound created across the eye, blinding the Alpha Cosh and causing him to growl. The blade had sliced over the iris to the outer edge causing a small blind spot in his vision. A loud, glass crackling sound came from near his feet when the vampire stepped directly upon Helena's glasses. It twisted under the weight and instantly busted into three to four pieces, the wire frame bent out of shape that it wouldn't fit on her face easily. Ignoring the sound, the Cosh tried to move forward. However, the Knight's legs resisted even when his hand like paws tried to grip and pull it from under the man. All the man's legs did was briefly adjust into a stronger stance against the beast's strength, delaying the maneuver. \n\nThrough the Cosh looked bigger, they were equals in the art of brute strength while they continued to grapple. \n\nDetermined not to let Deven have an easy shot, the animal moved to the right using his hind legs. His ears pinned back then butted at the man's side to toss off his aim and delay the attack. The impact rattled against the steel causing the Cosh pin but also jerking the armor, jarring it just enough that any attack would've been off its mark. At least by an inch. \n\nThat's when the vampire struck. She moved faster than the humans, her speed slightly predatory, when she lashed out her weapon then clipped the Cosh's leg back. The sting was shallow but effective as the trail skimmed the outside of the leg and onto the side, painting it with a thin, red line across the stripped hide. Her teeth let out a hiss which seemed to signal additional attacked when she finally cleared past his range. Jenna's arrow found its mark, the head penetrating through the back of the left thigh then stopping about halfway. The beast howled again causing his back to arch downward as his left paw released and slapped down on the ground, bracing himself from toppling to the side. At this point, yet another arrow which flew from Sinys' bow, nailed the beast into the side. Through it didn't hit any vital organs, it did make it very painful and drew another stressed snarl from the creature. His muscles twitched and flared from the multiple points of impact that he attempted to jerk away. \n\nWhile Deven, should he allow the beast to get away, might be able to get a hit, the beast wasn't down. His invisible started to ripple over his fur and in moments he would vanish from sight to attack whoever he could. He might be bleeding, it take some sharp eyes and hearing to continually keep track. Those who lacked such keen senses would've been in the greatest danger.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "Khan Catacombs to his office\n\nKhan had been debating, internally on how to inform Ssarak about the developments within Lyn's hunt. That fact that was made more difficult due to Mar's and Lyn's direct involvement and how Tyrael would react, his situation dire as it was currently without the additional issues. He wa spared when suddenly Ssarak's hand gripped his blade then shouted, \"What?\", outloud. The sound echoed through the corridor while another telepathic message entered Khan's mind, establishing a fact he already knew and was about to address. \"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\nWithout giving Khan much chance to stop him or explain the situation, Ssarak took off down the hallway toward Annabeth who was mounting Samson in the distance. Worry etched into his mind over the fact the girl left Lyn along in his office, but at least Rathel was there. If anyone attempted to hurt the half Naga, Rathel would have no mercy. That was one aspect that both Uicle and the demon shared and had very little issues over it. \n\nUnable to keep up, Khan continued to walk at his quickest pace. Each step, he brought his cane clipping along the way and cautiously kept an eye on Tyrael the farther they went into the college. \n\nWorry edged into his mind when the demonomancer began to show clear signs of struggling with his inner demons, his voice started to argue and lounge at what appeared to be thin air. There was anger, resentment, and worse in Tyrael's voices causing Khan's scales to press against his muscles from the tension growing in his core. His figure paused to focus upon the fallen Orc in utter silence, unable to help him, while Orleah snickered in wicked glee. They both knew what was happening. Tyrael's demons were trying to overwhelm and rip his control away, the scene making Khan wonder how long it had been going and if the master was about to lose it all. Realizing this, the headmaster felt the same sickness at seeing his brother's mageblood whittle away. On the outside it looked like Tyrael was losing his mind and there was nothing that Khan could do, a risk every demonomancer faced if they weren't careful to remain in control. At hearing Orleah's chuckle, his eyes darted to the side and glared in warning. Quickly the demoness' voice died down into nothing and her figure slowly faded from this plane, returning back to their small corner of the inferno. \n\nWhen Tyrael's voice died down, Khan began to relax. He watched the teacher taken to Uicle's office words over the scene lost to him as he continued to question his judgement, wondering if perhaps Kudd hadn't influenced it to some degree, then noted the Naga being marched to their quarters. The Golems, much like Tyrael's own, immediately settled down in front to prevent anyone from entering or leaving. The college's safety was the highest priority even if he didn't liked how the teacher approached it. It would be there they would remain until Satori and Lucilia had time to hear then examine their stories, ensuring they were truthful. Then, and only then, would they be relocated to somewhere temporarily on the grounds until they determined what to do with them. \n\nHis arm reached out to a wind golem, the thing darting just within his reach while he spoke. \"I want you to contact Val and and tell her to select several near master student and experienced guards as quickly as she can. Bring the emergency supplies for medical care and then march out to where the students were staging a hunt for the half Naga. It seems there's been an incident. In addition, have her best student design and start construction on several Nox Runes to seal the College grounds.\" \n\nWaving the Golem away, he started to head to his office where he opened the door to find Colette already waiting for him. His figure looked wore and tired through his muzzle creased into a smirk upon seeing her there.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Khan Avrea Jevarath" } ]

[ { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nLyn's Hunt \nHelena flushed at the elf's words, looking at him in the face for only a few seconds before she looked down again. She hadn't noticed, he'd been fighting so well that she had just assumed. And he was an archer as well. He must have had some extraordinary senses otherwise to be able to 'see' like he did. She almost didn't believe him. \n\nBut she looked towards the fight anyways, squinting to see if she could catch a glint of her glasses amongst the feet of everyone over there. Knowing her luck though, he was right and they were about to be crushed. When he went, she looked after him like he'd gone crazy. There was no way she was charging in there when she couldn't see. She wasn't like him, she was more dependent on the lenses than she liked to admit. So no, she wasn't going in without a plan. She was almost blind, and hurt in her good arm. Foolhardy she might be, but she wasn't stupid. \n\nSo she moved a little slower, following after him while keeping an eye out for what she could see going on. Where there more people? There were. Thank the gods, because she wasn't for sure what use she'd be just now. \n\nAnd even less of a use with her glasses broken. \n\nThe snap of the glass seemed to carry to her ears in some strange silence. Like the rest of everything else either wasn't going on, it wasn't as important. \"No…\" She whispered, the word coming out with a breath of air. She stopped moving in her disbelief. \"Fuck, Fuck fuck. Fuckity fuck.\"\n\nThe creatures howling kicked her body back into action. She shifted a few steps closer to the group, unthinking, as she felt the familiar tingle of fire at the tips of her fingers. Her emotions had always been hot, but now that sometimes came with real heat. The shock, the anger at the loss of her glasses, and the adrenaline of the fight was a lot of fuel to both preverbal and literally fire. She had to get things in check or it could be very dangerous to be around her. She hadn't noticed how close she had made it towards the others without tripping up herself, she felt like she was crackling, but she knew that was in her head. Glancing towards the much closer fight, she could see that things were going alright. Or at least not drastically bad. It was hard to identify when things were fuzzy colored shapes. One of the men seemed to have the last beast pinned down, and it had been bleeding before, the arrrow shaft likes shapes she could see had likely done it enough damage that they wouldn't need her help. Perhaps, and hopefully so, the fire that bubbled in her wasn't needed.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Sinys: Lyn's Hunt\n\nSinys shivered when he heard breaking glass, well there went that prospect. Then he felt an intense and obviously magical heat, from that he gathered two ideas. The first was practical, the second... Well the second was down right scary. Though why was it that Sinys could not feel the heat anylonger? Was her emotions a fuel to her strength? Did she doubt herself as well? She had too or losing her glasses would not be such a bother. He placed a hand on Helena's shoulder gently \"Hone your anger, burn it coldly or it could get in your way. Embers are hotter and last longer than a flame.\" He said sensing her anger lightly, and was trying to think of something worth saying. He was honestly surprised that he picked up on it at all. \n\nHe hoped that his words were comforting her as much as he could \"At least you have something left, don't belittle it or I'll be offended.\" He said not knowing how to convey himself properly. Most likely he seemed to be lying, he was most certainly blushing from embarrassment that he had dampened her spirits. \n\nHe decided to give her the ideas he managed to gather \"First could you light an arrow for me?.\" He begged a favor holding the arrow up shallowly. He only waited for a short amount of time before nocking the bow and adjusting for angles again. He was going to fire either way \"Now, see if you cannot touch the beast and release your frustration on it point blank. Maybe even use an arrow as a conduit?\" He suggested hoping to rekindle her attitude. He released his arrow and started forward satisfied with his vitals recovery \"When we get out of this alive, I'll show you how to fight blind.\" He said flatly, he was not entirely sure that they would come up victorious. However he wasn't going to give that impression at this point. \n\nHe reflected on whether or not his words would hold weight so he turned and made an awkward smile in stride \"I do a good job hiding that I'm blind right?\" He asked with the voice he reserved for his mother filled with warmth. He didn't like doing such, but he saw value in this one. It made his hands itch for a fight that would push himself further.", "username": "EthTenshi", "char_name": "Sinys Erweinoc Luf'firio" }, { "text": "Alpha Cosh, Lyn's Hunt\n\nWhen his attempt to get away failed, the Cosh's dread filled his instinct. His body shimmered then became invisible through it did him little since Deven didn't allow him to retreat. Through it seemed like the knight was grappling thin air, the impression of something kicking and struggling against the armored man was very clear when the the grass was being torn up and dirt scattered. The cosh was bent on not going down easily as his paws raised to jerk his head free by pressing against Deven's legs and waist, the creature snarling in frustration. It wasn't working, the beast realized, when he was shifted to his side. The arrow stem snapped when it bent at the ground rising up while his leg crumbled, unable to take the pressure the knight's rush forward had created. \n\nKeri's slash hit just when the beast's side rolled into the ground, missing the back and scoring along the side. Another red line ran along the muscle causing the beast to jerk in reaction and lash out his paw at where Deven's face was. With a long reach, through his eyes unable to see, his paw darted to the man's neck and nearly clipped his face if he didn't move it. \n\nAfter the attack, the Cosh rolled over to his side. Blood stained the ground, leaving a smear thanks to the widened wound and serious damage. His invisibility had completely engulfed his body preventing the students from seeing the beast's body curl then coil up his hind feet to attack Deven's exposed side. Immediately the Cosh jerked out his hind legs to smack upon the man's leg then cause it to crumble should it hit.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "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": "Althalus\n\nHe entered the room and sat down next to Mar, unannounced and moving quietly. For a few moments he just sat next to her, idly watching. Then he took out his old familiar coin, beginning to flip it between his fingers as he hummed a slight tune. It had been two weeks since the operation and Mar's recovery, if one could call it that. She had been sleeping for much of the past week, and when she hadn't been sleeping she had been silently depressed, obviously about her tail and the events that happened before it. She claimed not to remember what happened in her mind, and Satori remembered nothing as well. It struck Althalus as odd and worried him as well. Who, or what, was powerful enough to wipe Satori's memory and what do they want with Mar? It was yet again something he couldn't defend Mar against. But he could prepare to fight to defend her. \n\n\"You know. Legs aren't that bad. You can finally climb trees, balance properly, kick things, wall run, jump, all kinds of things. And if you're worried about being stabbed and taken out, welcome to the club. Everyone in the college has been stabbed by surprise, me more so than others.\" He flicked his coin through the air, catching it in his other fingers and beginning to flip it almost immediately. He smiled childishly. \"Been practicing that with Lyn for a while. That reminds me. Alaira's still very upset about being knocked out and having her jaw broke by her one opponent, and only getting lucky when she killed him. If she hadn't hit him just right in the skull, he would have only been very angry and hurting rather than dead from electric shock to the brain. I mentioned it, and she threw bottles at me. With terrifying accuracy. I'm not even sure where she got most of them from. \"\n\nUicle\n\nCLANG!\n\n\"Gods damn it!\" Uicle cursed as he was picking himself up from the ground where he had slipped. \"So much for my dramatic entrance.\" He grumbled, making his way over to where Tyrael was. \"So. This is what the mighty Demonomancy teacher does when he screws up. Wallows in self-pity. Impressive, truly.\" Uicle sat down on the stool next to Tyrael, only to crash to the ground as it broke. He sighed in defeat. \"Fine. I'll remain standing for this talk.\" He picked himself up yet again, before turning to face the half-demon. \"Alright. You've had enough time to wallow in self-pity about how you screwed up in the Catacombs. You made mistake. So do we all. You're not teaching but that doesn't mean you can't be helping yourself or the College. We're at war, in case you haven't noticed. Something sent those mages. Something attacked our students and nearly succeeded in making you do a terrible thing. I want to see them defeated before they see us defeated. But we can't do it while you wallow here. You can either sit here like a failure, or you can do something about it.\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Uicle" }, { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\n\nHelena had heard the sound of footsteps approaching, but she'd not bothered looking up at them. It could be anyone, and since she didn't really know too many people, she doubted that it was someone who would want to talk with her. So she went on reading, subconsciously ignoring the sound of someone or something climbing the tree she sat under. Might be a stray cat for all she knew.\n\nAnd then there was a leaf on her page. The green a sharp contrast to the off white of the pages below it. She looked at it with something like surprise before she reached a hand up to brush it away. It was to be expected when sitting under a tree that leaves would fall down on you. She was just happy it wasn't any of the juicy looking berries that she'd glimpsed before flopping down.\n\nSplat \n\n\"Ugh!\"\n\n\"Shit,\" came the signal hiss of a curse when she realized what had happened. She had spoken too soon as it were. She could feel the juice running down through her red hair that she'd thought would be a fine time to wear down. She supposed that was better than getting all over her shirt, though. Her hair at least was easier to wash. Shifting, she turned to look up at the reason she was now sporting more than one color in her hair.\n\n\"Hey,\" she called up, looking into the face of a young woman. She hardly looked older than her, but there was something different about her, that was certain. \"You might wanna be cautious when sitting in a tree full of berries when there's someone else under it.\" She reached up to pull the mess of mulberry out of her hair after closing her book. Her tone was flustered, but she didn't look angry or anything like that. Just annoyed at the sticky mess of her hair.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Baulder\n\n\"Gamey, bit stringy, and...... tough this one.\" Baulder said as he contemplated eating another chunk of the fresh Elk. Baulder played with the piece of flank steak for a second before looking down at John Cena who was still shoving chunks into his mouth and chewing with new teeth. For the past two weeks since Tyrael's teaching ban Baulder had a lighter class load than usual. So he had decided hunting with John would be a better way to fill the time then trying to keep up with Tyrael's working pace in the forges. \"Repeat.\"\n\n\"Gaaamey, bi...it string, an-nd tough t-this one.\" John stammered out with his mouthful. John had become nearly a spitting image of Baulder himself. Other than some skin tone issues and his teeth becoming sharper than his own John could pass as Baulder, as long as he didn't talk anyways. Baulder was pleased at the progress his demon had made, he wondered what he would do after he got him to speak correctly. But he wasn't alone anymore, the facsimile was close enough that he felt as if he had a companion in this world now. \n\n\"Finish up, we've got reading to do.\" Baulder said. He then devoured the piece of meat he was holding as John picked through the innards eating the liver and stomach of the dead animal. He had begun to notice John preferred the organs over the muscle and fat of things that they killed. While it seemed odd to him he wasn't complaining, more for him.\n\nBaulder had cleaned himself up and sent John back to the Inferno where he belonged. Having put on clean white linen Baulder took a seat in the Underhaven at one of the booths pressed against the wall he had a thick tome in front of him he had yet to open, something to do with demon transfiguration. He had learned not to long ago that John was likely some sort of Vitamancer given that he was able to adapt to a new form so quickly. But he wasn't reading at that moment, he was watching master Tyrael who was at the bar. He had watched him down an amount of alcohol that likely would have killed Baulder. He couldn't help but think that such an ability would be... useful. But that wasn't why he was there. While the fact that the underground bar was cooler and damper than the rest of the college he found that Tyrael had been spending quite a bit of time here. After he had cranked out a massive amount of client orders recently and given Baulder a suit of ironwood armor Tyrael would spend the rest of his day in the Underhaven or the Inferno. Baulder could only follow him to one of those places. So Baulder sat quietly watching his master and reading whatever book they were given in class by one of the other demonmancy teachers. Waiting for Tyrael to teach him something.\n\nThe only interesting thing that had happened so far was Uicle coming in and immediately being struck by a piece of falling debris. Baulder grinned and stifled a laugh. The suit of armor Baulder had found to be a source of constant entertainment with all the absolutely ridiculous things that had a habit of falling on him. Baulder turned back to his book and opened it up to where he had left off, seeing as he was too far away to ease drop on the two teachers.", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" } ]

[ { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\n\"Ah. Oh...\" Annabeth felt a bit embarrassed rambling on like that. More so once Keri revealed what she was doing and how serious it really was. Annabeth looked at the little wooden carving that Keri said was from her brother. A tear fell from Annabeth's eye. She realized that she had nothing left from her brother or father. No trinket or memento, not even a home to go back to. Only memories and what they taught her. Wiping away the tears before they got too heavy Annabeth handed Keri back her necklace. \"I... Um... No, not really. I don't have anymore questions. But I do understand, Keri. How it feels that is. Like I said, I'll help you out, so just ask me and I'll do anything for you.\"\n\nAnnabeth and Keri later grabbed some lunch at the mess hall. There were plenty of students milling about, but the two girls got their food quickly. Annabeth had a simple meal of tomato soup with bread, while Keri had her Blood Root tea. It had the taste and consistency of blood, but without that hint of the living it was, at best, a placebo. But it would serve it's purpose to keep Keri's true hunger at bay, if only for a few more hours. Annabeth couldn't really bring herself to say much as her thoughts drifted back to her brothers and father. Her youngest brother and father died after bandits attacked their farm house, and her elder brother, Rendar, had already left to train at the college. In fact, Annabeth had come to the college looking for him, but never found him. She remembered that she was going to search for him, but the college and it's people... They ended up filling that void of family that she was going to seek her brother for. People she could turn to and rely on during stressful times, and people she could be with during happier days. Annabeth wondered what had become of her brother. She hoped that he did not end up like Keri's family.\n\nEventually Annabeth was full of soup and bread, and she waited for Keri to finish. Once they were Annabeth was ready to head to the forge and help Keri with ehr task, though not without a friendly warning. \"We should try not to take too long. Tyrael has been in an awful mood lately, and I don't want him catching us in his forge if he's angry. Well, he's always angry I suppose. But let's not make it worse?\" Annabeth said, unaware of Keri's own relationship to the demonomancy teacher. Annabeth just didn't want to get into trouble.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" }, { "text": "Mar & [Althalus\n\nAlthalus sighed, his coin flicking through his fingers still. \"No. You've been in here for a week now. You're going to eat. You're going to stand up. And you're going to start learning how to use your legs. I'm not making a request, or a suggestion. You are going to do these things. Lyn is now a teenager. She needs you. I need you. So you're going to get up. I'm going to help you up. You're going to eat, and then you're going to work on walking. We can't change these things, but we can adapt to them.\"\n\nHe stood up and pulled the blanket off of her, not even raising an eyebrow at her nakedness. Althalus put the plate down next to her. \"Eat.\"\n\n \"Please Althalus, don't... \" Mar pleaded, something she rarely did, as her hand tried to pull the blanket back over. Her head turned toward him with slight anger and pain in them while she continued. \"I can't walk Althalus. Not with these things. I don't even know where to begin and… I can't.\" \n\nShe had almost told him the main reason she didn't want to. The naga would recognize her and likely disown her, resulting in her banishment being realized for what it was originally. At least at the college she had the option of pretending she would one day be able to return. Her heart ached while she leaned upon her elbow, propping herself upright, then pushed the plate back toward. \"I'm not hungry. I've not been for weeks…\" \n\n\"Yes. You can. You can walk. All of us at the College can walk 'on these things'. And I'm going to teach you.\" His eyes hardened as he figured out why she didn't want to learn. \"Mar. You're not apart of their tribe anymore. They banished you before you got legs. They sent a gods damned assassin after you. This isn't going to change anything.\" \n\nMar snapped upright then hissed at Althalus, her tone angry. \"She wasn't sent by them. It doesn't make sense for them to kill a banished Naga!\" \n\nAgain, her leg weakly moved, flickering to smack him only to fall short as she winched at the sight. Her hands balled into fists then smacked the bed top in frustration. Her head lowered into her hands where she cradled it and tried to stop a soft sob attempting to escape her lips. She barely sensed Althalus moving closer. \n\nHe crouched down next to her, putting the plate next to her. \"Yes you are. You're just ignoring your hunger. Nothing seems like it's worth it. You've lost it all. What's hunger compared to your loss? Except you haven't lost anything. You've changed, sure. A bit damaged, well yeah. But you still have your family, and you still have the college. Now eat, and then we're going to start practicing walking.\"\n\n \"What's the use? I'm not human, why pretend? Even if practice, it could be years before I learn to walk and even then… why? At some point Lyn won't need me and you can't wait around forever. Why bother?\" \n\nMar leaned toward Althalus' side, her arms wrapped about herself while she tried with every fiber not to scream or shout, her anger building up. \"I can't even do a single thing in this form right now so how do you know I can?\" \n\n\"You're not human. Neither is Ssarak. Or Aramir. Or Tyrael. Or Auriel. Or Khan, or Uicle, or any number of creatures that walk with two legs. It won't be years, and I'm quite prepared to wait forever. Lyn won't need either of us at some point, though I'll probably stick around like an annoying father for far longer than she'd like.\" Althalus hugged her.\n\n\"I know you can. Because you're you. Stubborn, wilful, remarkably intelligent and willing to learn. You'll learn. If it takes small children only a few years to learn to walk, and they practically aren't even sentient, you can learn in a shorter amount of time.\" \n\n \"I've tried. I just… I can't do anything with these things. They're useless to me.\" Mar breathed, inhaling softly as she leaned more into him. \"You lost your hand, but Lidda was able to grow it back. She can't with mine due to the damage I took when something happened. She, Sam and a few other teachers have told me I was lucky I'm alive and I should leave it at that. However, I get this sickening sensation something is still wrong.\" \n\n\"Of course they're useless to you. You haven't been practicing or trying to use them at all.\" Althalus chastised gently, stroking Mar's hair. \n\nMar inhaled at his reasoning, her brown eyes looked down at her feet. The toes curled and stretched with each thought causing her to wonder if this was what it was like for all bipeds, her dislike of being forced into becoming one pushed away. Her head turned to bury herself deeper into Althalus' chest as her heart sank. His musky, male scent had usually been enough to comfort her in any stressful moment, but the sensation of losing part of herself was much deeper than she could've imagined. \n\nIt was like she had lost a part of who she was. \n\n \"Excuse me if I find it hard to believe when I can't do a single thing now.\" Mar half heartedly snapped, her skin quivered under his touch while he skirted his fingertip across her forehead and shifted her hair. Her arms folded against her while her ear rested against his heart, listening to the beat rhythmically surge up and down. \n\n\"I disagree. You've kicked my about twenty times by now. With remarkable accuracy, I might add. Who knows, with some training from Mei you might actually be able to kick me in the skull. I do like flexible women.\" Althalus waggled his eyebrows suggestively at Mar.\n\n\"I can even teach you how to climb now! You can follow Lyn and I, rather than waiting below the tree, worried sick. Yes, you couldn't hide it very well. You're still not good at hiding things, but you're getting better. Lyn, at least, believed you weren't worried.\" Althalus teased, kissing Mar on the forehead. \n\n\"You may have lost something, but you gained things as well.\"\n\nMar leaned back more, her head nuzzled under his chin as she pondered over what he had said. Her mind flashing through numerous reasons that worked in her favor. None of them realistic or plausible enough to argue Althalus into seeing her point. She let her shoulders slouch while she then quietly spoke. \n\n \"I just hate feeling useless.\" \n\n\"We all do.\" Althalus replied, hugging her closer. For a moment, he just allowed himself to be content with the fact that all he loved was still alive. Everything had turned out, for the most part, okay. Now all they had to do was start adapting to the new situation. Start teaching Mar why two legs wasn't that bad. Hmm. I have an idea… He smirked mischievously, leaning down to kiss Mar on the lips.\n\nOf course. That's when Leith knocked on the door.\n\nAlthalus groaned in despair, breaking the kiss and rising up to see who was there. \"One moment Mar. I'll be back, hopefully without company.\" He winked standing to his feet. \"This had better be good.\" He muttered.\n\n Opening the door, he eyed Leith only slightly balefully. \"Can I help you?\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Althalus Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\n\nShe nodded her head some, her brow creasing for a moment at the feel of the girl's hand. But she'd been around enough strange, that she knew better than to question things right away. It'd be better when she'd gathered enough information. But that didn't stop her from rubbing her hand on her leg without thinking about it at all. \n\n\"Well thanks, I'll let my old man know that,\" she laughed, smiling. \"And he can gloat about being right. And yeah, I've only been here a fortnight. Still trying to figure things out and find my way around.\" \n\nShe looked away for a moment, biting her bottom lip some before going on, \"honestly feels both longer and shorter than that.\" Helena looked back then, snorting some at how silly she'd sounded just now, and with a girl she didn't even know. \"Not that you needed to know that. How about you? You've obviously been here longer than me.\"", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Baulder\n\nBaulder looked up from his tome when he heard cracking what he could only describe as stretching as vines began to over take and entangle the suit of armor. Baulder began to laugh at the sudden misfortune of the suit of armor, not knowing why exactly everything seemed to exist to inconvenience him. Baulder started laughing so hard tears began to well in his eyes. For a few seconds he managed to open his eyes and saw E'nasha quickly making her way over to his table. He had seen her a few moments ago waving at him, a gesture which he had returned. But he was made to suddenly close his eyes again as tears began flowing. His stomach was starting to hurt from laughing so hard when E'nasha addressed him.\n\nHe managed to start calming himself down and to keep down enough air to form words. \"Hi E'nasha, all of the seats are yours if you want them. The armor man... gives me a good laugh.\" Baulder managed to trail off his laugh and began wiping the tears from his eyes. He let out a kind of half laugh half sigh which then finished with him just grinning. \"Sorry I haven't seen you much, blood sickness I learned was a thing that happens to us. I've been... recovering from that.... thing after the catacomb trip. How have you err... been lately?\" Baulder managed to tack the last sentence on as he had been learning it was proper \"social\" etiquette to do when talking to someone. Easedropping on the people around him had become a useful skill for him recently. It was the main way he found out that some lady named \"Mar\" was sick or afflicted with something due to a hunt of some sort around the same time Baulder was put in the infirmary.\n\nHe had learned bits and pieces about several goings on at the college while he was laying helpless in that bed. The only thing he had found really important was that there was a baking contest that he had not been able to attend do to his weakened state. These thoughts of missing out on baked goods had been weighing heavily on Baulder's mind as of late.", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak took Meirin up in his arms and, with a running start, pulled them both up into the air. Taking off from the ground was usually the most difficult part of a flight, particularly when carrying any sort of weight. He could use his legs for an initial boost, but it took a lot of work with his wings to gain any sort of altitude. Given his experience in flight, however, he knew how to save energy wherever he could. Tall structures, like towers or mountains, tended to create updrafts of which he could take advantage. As such, he flew alongside the College's tallest tower to use the wind to carry him even higher, until he had taken them above the tower. From that point, it would simply be a matter of flying in a spiral upwards until his wings could carry them no higher. He would take advantage of thermal updrafts whenever he could find them to speed along the process, but it was not something he expected to accomplish quickly. \n\nThe pair were already higher than the tallest landmark in sight, though it was no height they had not reached before. Since the flight had steadied out, Ssarak readjusted his grip on Meirin to be more comfortable for her. With her weaving magic, she could easily save herself if something went wrong, so he did not have to carry her with near as secure of a grip as he had in the past. Of course, he still took pleasure in holding his arms firmly around her. \"I should probably say, it could take a while before we reach the height I am wanting. There is heat rising from the College below, which is helping, but it is still quite the height regardless. I hope you do not mind being in my...gentle, loving embrace for such a time.\" He chuckled. \n\nSsarak's gaze shifted down to the landscape below. The College itself was starting to appear increasingly small beneath them. The College was an impressive sight, certainly, but when compared with the entirety of the horizon in all directions, all of the forests, plains, and other features that expanded out beneath them, it almost looked insignificant. To Ssarak, such sights had been normal in the Scorched Lands, but he did not often take the time to seek them out since he had arrived at the college. \n\nAbove them, the clouds that were growing increasingly closer were thick, and somewhat dark. Smiling, Ssarak moved his head so he could look at Meirin. \"It looks like it could rain soon. Fortunately, that shall not be an issue for us. Just...be ready for some humidity in a few minutes.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Lyamis' eyes darted over the skies, still not use to the twilight scenery or how it bathed him in a crimson light. He noted the birds flirting past and skirting toward the orchard where he could scent his niece's smell wafting among the flowers, fruits and other numerous plants the herbamancers grew there. He would some times past time by passively watching them since his duties were lessened thanks to the wall as it provided continual protection from the outside elements. The male naga again treated the next batch of Myrn's question like before. His voice rapidly sounding off answers in her nearly breathless volley, her quill scratching away with the newly obtained information. \n \nHe was mindful not let his tail tread too closely to her current position, recalling her reaction last time. Repeating it wasn't a very desired thing. \n\n\"Fascinating! Could you tell me more about your home?\" \n\n\"Why,? It's no longer our home.\"\n\n\"What was it called, where was it at?\" \n\nMesa Gaan and within the deeper desert parts of Yarsomere. \n\n\"Was it underground, or did you have settlements above ground as well?\"\n\n\"Our sleeping quarters were underground while we did normal, everyday activities on the surface.\" \n\n\"What about the diet of a naga? I've noticed it's primarily meat, do nagas have any vegetation to their diet?\" \n\n\"Vegetation tends to run through our digestive system quicker than meat, which sets in our bodies for up to a month. This allows us to go hunting only once every month, each naga divided into groups and designated key times to hunt and feed. Any more meat hunted between is often salted and preserved before selling to the brave merchants in the desert. Usually conducted by the crafters and watched over by the hunters.\" \n\n\"Do they practice animal husbandry, farming, anything like that?\" \n\n\"No point. Ravine provides most of what we need.\"\n\n \"What is their cuisine like?\"\n\n\"Depends on the demon. Most have a hot, sulfuric taste to their meat that requires specialized preparations to make edible, though it helps it's Ravine demons since they are technically surface demons and less tough.\" \n\n \"Do naga practice any sort of smiting or crafting? Most naga do not seem to wear clothing, what do they do with leathers and hides from creatures?\" \n\n\"We create goods and tools from the items we don't use, ensuring no part of the demon is wasted. In addition, some people pay us to capture or hunt specific creatures within the Ravine for their own uses.\" \n\n \"What do naga hunt the most in the Ravine?\" \n\n\"The Ravine is difficult to predict what will come to the surface or within, it was mostly Ravine Hounds. They seem to have a sac that allows them to prevent poisoning and very highly valued in large amounts.\" \n\n \"Have the naga ever warred against other civilizations in the past?\" \n\n\"No. We've always been separated from the other races for as long as any generation can remember. We never found it reasonable to want to any race, unless they became a repeated and endless threat to us, dead. That's a key difference between us and the other races. Mainly because grudges or wars are caused by emotions.\" \n\n \"I know that right now they've been displaced due to the Yarosmere government, has something like this happened before?\"\n\n\"No.\" \n\n \"What is the daily life of a naga like?\" \n\n\"Depends on the naga. Casters are in charge of taking care of camp, crafting, and manual labor. Hunters are in charge of defending, hunting, scouting, order and watch.\" \n\n \"Is there a caste system or other form of government for the naga? You're lead by a matriarch, is it typical for leaders to be female, or is it by merit?\"\n\n\"As said, earlier, there's two castes. Crafter and Hunter. And yes, all naga are lead by at least one matriarch who was once a hunter and chosen for a successor by the prior one. They are called Tyros which often were chosen from the Hunter caste by the matriarch.\" \n\n \"And what will the naga do now?\" \n\n\"Resettle at first then it's up to the matriarch to determine.\" \n\n \"Will you still maintain relations with the college?\"\n\n\"I don't know.\" Lyamis admitted. He, himself, personally would've liked to keep in contact with the College, which allowed him to keep tabs on Mar and even to some extent, Lyn. The hybrid had been the source of tension between most of the naga since her discovery, a fact he found rather unsettling and worried might tear his clan apart. The matriarch said such diversity was expected but he wasn't sure it should've been tolerated as they drew near to Amaryllis. Her weathered figure hunched over her woven basket, crudely made compared to the crafters they have lost, and hung loosely at her thin arm. She looked like she would die any day now. A matter that worried the male indefinitely because he knew not everyone will follow him when the matriarch died. \n\nHe leaned over and hissed quietly to Myrn. \"Behave yourself and don't pepper the Matriarch with your numerous questions.\"", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth pouted hearing that Keri wasn't interested in her little game. Not that keri also wasn't right that Lyn couldn't sense them. Ever since her hunt, Lyn has to be more perspective. But all the more reason Annabeth needed to hone her own magics. She used to think that being invisible would be a good enough edge. But during that fight, that masked man was able to track her flawlessly. He was even able to see her arrows, which were not only invisible but faster than most people could see. And then there was the naga… Annabeth knew that right now, her magic simply wasn't strong enough. She needed to be able to subvert more than just sight; she needed to be able to manipulate and trick all the senses.\n\nBut Annabeth could practice her magic later. Right now she and Keri were just relaxing, so Annabeth followed the vampire to the little girl. Well, young girl. Lyn wasn't very little anymore. Barely a year old but she was nearly an adult in height. Annabeth still feels this growth spurt is very strange and unnatural, more so for a long-lived race like the naga, but Annabeth just assumed that the gods had a reason for people like her. It wasn't Annabeth's place to question it. Soon the vampire and Lyn embraced one another, with Annabeth walking up from behind keri and waving at Lyn and Helena. \n\n\"Hello! You must be Helena, right? I remember seeing you. I don't think I've ever thanked you for your help, have I? My name is Annabeth Gulch. How are you?\" Annabeth remembered Helena, vaguely. It was a frantic mess after the hunt, so there was no time for formalities. But now things were more peaceful, Annabeth had the chance to properly introduce herself. Of course she also needed to greet Lyn too. \"Morning Lyn, are you just by yourself today?\" Annabeth asked she she was quietly hoping to have a hug too.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" } ]

[ { "text": "Despite Meirin's worries, Ssarak seemed unfazed, and still in quite good humor. He leaned his head to the side slightly as she rubbed her hand across his muzzle. He gave a soft, pleasant hum. \"You need not fear. I know what it is that I am doing.\" He answered confidently. They were nearing the edge of the cloud, so the truthfulness of his words would be proven shortly. \n\nAs the pair ascended into the cloud from below, Meirin might have been surprised by the sensation, in that it did not feel too appreciably different from flying anywhere else. For someone who lived their life on the ground, a cloud might appear soft, like cotton, but the only change they could feel physically was that it quickly became strongly humid. It was almost like flying through a very thick fog, and indeed, they could not see more than a few feet in front of them. Even Ssarak's sharp eyesight did not allow him to see any farther than Meirin. Regardless, he had flown through many clouds in the past, so there was no panic from the fact that he could not see their current bearing. He simply continued to spiral upwards in the same circles as before. \n\nEven with the lack of sensation, Ssarak did not doubt that the cloud was a new experience for Meirin. Clouds were simple things, and a common sight to anyone who did not live in a desert. But, that only meant that they were something most people could fanaticize about, without actually being able to reach them. Among Humans, Meirin was now one of the few exceptions. However, what was even more impressive than being in the clouds was the view once they breached the top of the clouds, and were able to fly above them. \n\nExtending out in all directions around the pair were clouds, which had replaced the horizon below. Though their underside had been dark, even stormclouds were almost solid white from above. They appeared more beautiful than threatening, particularly for one viewing them for the first time. From the ground, clouds tended to appear deceptively small, but now that they were flying just above them, their true scale was readily apparent. They were like mountains floating through the sky all around them. Above them, the sky was bright blue, like the clearest of days. Some of the splendor of the sight was lost on Ssarak, since he had flown to these heights before, but he could still remember his first time testing the limits of his wings. Between the clouds' white color, and their sheer scale, it was like flying inches above the landscape of some strange, foreign world. \n\n\"Sublime, is it not? Just tell me if you start to feel short of breath, and I shall climb no higher.\" Ssarak commented.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "E'nasha Williams\n\n\"Well, I didn't see any dragons, but we did fight a guy that could turn into a swarm of bugs, apparently. And he was an herbamancer. He, sent a bunch of trees after us. Not very fun to try and dodge.\" E'nasha laughed slightly as she finished talking. It wasn't very funny at the time, but now the event did seem almost laughable, especially scince the guy they'd fought had seemed so strong when she'd been told about his abilities, but had died almost… easily.\n\n \"Well, I'm glad you're better, and I hope you don't get blood sickness ever again if you can avoid it. I… seem prone to catching it, though it never really lasts long. I haven't had blood sickness scince I came to the college, but a couple months before El'kan and I got here...\" She trailed off. There, wasn't any reason to talk about this anymore, and, she didn't really want to. She always had bad dreams, worse than her nightmares, when she got sick, and those dreams dominated her memory of the time. When there's nothing good to focus on, dreams are supposed to be your escape, not a prison.\n\nChange of topic. \"Well, scince you're obviously not bedridden anymore, but should still probably take it easy, do you want to.. er, would you like to.. \" Shoot, this sounds way less wierd in her head. She sighed and spoke quickly, before she could back out or something. \"I was gonna ask if you would help me look for El'kan, but honestly I think I've given up at this point so… would you mind just hanging out with me? Or letting me hang out with you, I guess is the better term. We could explore the college together or find something fun to do… unless, you already have plans?\"", "username": "Vesuvius00", "char_name": "E'nasha Williams" } ]

[ { "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": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nOnce landed Meirin took a moment to observe the Naga. It was very strange seeing so many of them when the only naga she knew was Mar. SHe half-expected to see all of them, or at leas the women, look like Mar. But they each had their own individual looks, appearances, and subtle personalities. Meirin doesn't know Mar as well as Ssarak does, but from small bits of information she could glean the naga often commhnicated through body language, rather than words. Figuring out the subtle cues were difficult for someone who knew so little about the naga themselves, but Meirin learned what she could from Mar, and just by glancing at the naga she could tell they were all uneasy. It was as if they were still in hostile territory and must make their escape before predators pounced on them. And while the college certainly had it's bad influences, Meirin felt that they would be safest at the college. Some of the best healers in the world, as well as the strongest mages, and possibly even a few master warriors. Not that Meirin has heard much from them,\n\nDespite her concerns, Meirin believed that their leaving was for the best. After all, it wasn't as if they had any choice. They were driven from their homes and forced into this strange and new land, much of it dangerous. Meirin also heard that when the college first met with the naga, their meeting did not exactly go... Well. Mostly due to Tyrael. That demon scares Meirin, and she despises him for it. She always knew that demons couldn't be trusted, and this once incident was just one of many that made Meirin extra cautious against the monster. She doesn't even go to him when she needs her weapons repaired anymore, opting for Val instead. Tyrael aside, the college was only going to become a hotbed for more danger in the future. Meirin was certain this wouldn't be the last time they hear of the naga, but hopefully when they do it'd be under better circumstances.\n\nKhan asked Meirin and Ssarak about how their time off had been. Meirin blushed as Ssarak spoke about himself. Meirin didn't want to kiss and tell, but it was fairly obvious from her dress and blushing face that she and Ssarak had been intimate only a short while ago. \"I had a little bit of training this morning with Annabeth. She wanted to try a new sword technique and I wanted to practice fighting with armor. Afterwards I met with Ssarak and... Came here.\" Ssarak asked Khan about his time off, and Meirin had noticed that she doesn't see him as often as they used to. Meirin had gotten some new medicine to help her with her sleeping and nightmares, so much to the point that they hardly haunt her at all. Ever since she's been to the college she's actually had a good night's sleep and hasn't been falling asleep in classes anymore. But that also meant that during those sleepless nights she couldn't have tea with Khan. \n\n\"All work and no play will make you into a dull boy, Khan. It may do you some good to take time off.\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak was in his room, dressing himself in his thick winter attire. He tended to forego leather in favor of appropriately thick furs during this time of year. They were not particularly necessary indoors, but he disliked stepping outside even briefly without something to insulate him. Being Esyire meant that he was less tolerant to the cold than most other races. His natural body temperature was rather high, so it took more effort for his body to maintain that temperature when the air cooled. Nevertheless, his experience this year was not quite as bad as it had been the previous, and he suspected that it would only get easier as time went on. \n\nThe previous few months had continued to be a time of intellectual growth for Ssarak. His private lessons with Satori had become so ingrained into his schedule by this point that he could hardly even consider filling that time with any other kind of task. It was mostly due to his military background that he was able to maintain such singular focus on his magic in perpetuity. He had further improved with his strengths in focused concentration, and continued to fine-tune those skills. Normally, Ssarak was the type of person who would want to diversify his skills to allow him to handle a variety of situations. It was why he had trained with multiple weapon types growing up, and was still maintaining his physical conditioning. However, in this instance, he had a particular interest in aspects of psychomancy related to focused concentration. He had an interest in learning of the intricacies of the mind and how it functioned. It was the kind of knowledge that could only be obtained with detailed concentration on a singular mind. It was something that had interested him for a while, but now, he had a new, more personal reason to pursue it. With how close they had become, Meirin had shared more details of her past with him. She had told him of the demon attack on her home in the past, but now he knew that its effects had reached far past that moment, and well into the present. It was because of that demon attack that Meirin now had her problems with sleeping, More troubling was that her medicine was becoming less effective, causing her to need more, which had been adversely affecting her health. The attack had done something to her mind, something he wanted cured before something terrible happened to her. But, being a psychomancer, he was in a position to at least try to do something. Psychomancy could manipulate the mind just as vitamancy could manipulate the body. Psychomancy in general was generally associated with its more harmful, manipulative effects, but it could heal just as well. If Ssarak wanted to heal her mind, he would need to improve his understanding as much as possible. \n\nWhile Ssarak had certainly been making progress with his magic, there was something else he had heard that was a more present concern. New missions had been posted on the notice board in the courtyard, and he did not intend to ignore them. As with any skill, magical training needed to be tempered with real-world experience, and there was no doubt that the missions would be important. Once he was dressed, Ssarak stepped out of his room, though he did not go far. He was fairly certain that Meirin was in her room, so he stopped and knocked on her door. \"Are you there, Mei?\" He asked simply.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Colette Filiatraut\n\nColette sighed as she was sitting at the edge of the bed of her room looking out the window of the tower looking at the heavy snow fall. She then turned her head and looked at her sleeping girlfriend and her pale face lit up with a smile. She then stood and took out an outfit. It was a pretty dress that was short sleeve and was puffed up at the shoulder. The shoulder had black straps criss crossed to make X's in a light gray area. Hanging off the sleeves was fake roses that had two black bow hanging below. The chest was like a corset that that was not strapless that had a light gray area like the sleeves with the black straps to make mini x's. Draped over it and along her shoulders was a dark black ruffled piece. The shirt was puffed out a little and was mostly draped in black except for the right side that was white. Hanging over the white was a rose bow that had stripes over the bow part and had two see through clothes hanging from the rose. The bottom was layered and ruffled. She put on matching shin high shocks and even matching heels.\n\nShe looked in the mirror was was in her room and adjusted the dress. She took her brush and began to brush her hair. She put her hair in two hanging braids and clipped out a small top hat at the right side of her head. She looked at the mirror again and began to trace her skin, almost missing the warmth human and other creatures coveted in. Seeing the slight formal wear made her think she was back home with her family not turned. She shook her mind out of the illusions knowing such times was over and would never be returned. She went to the window and head out her hand catching some of the falling snow. She was now the creature of the night, unable to feel anything on the outside as her mortal body was like the walking dead yet she was a mind and ever sense any living creature had only they were ten fold than human senses, the only sense truly dead for her is her sense of taste as she could only taste blood.\n\nHer eyes went to the small bag of blood candies she recently made the night before and it made her happy and hopeful that it would soon be changed. She picked up the small bag and decided it was time to get Keri up. She took note that Atticus was watching her, but not saying anything for once as her magic had improved greatly since the Catacombs and she was able to hold dominance over him. She giggled silently as Hyllos landed on his head, much to Atticus' annoyance. She went to Keri's side of the bed and shook her a little.\n\n\"Dear its time to wake up\"\n\nSummer Flores\n\nSummer hummed as she was leaving her dorm room. She was not adorned in her usual short sleeve, floor length green dress, but instead she was dressed in a dress that had long olive green sleeves that was connected to a white chest that had a draped by the same color over her shoulders. The shirt was a olive green that had designs of leaves blowing in what looked like white wind. She wore light gray tights that had vines going up the sides of her lengths. Her heels were black lined with green and had straps cross crossed over her ankles. Her hair was in two pony tail braid that were low that was covered with a bonnet like hat that was white over the top and olive green in the back. \n\nShe looked so happy at this moment. This was her first winter out of the tower that was trapped in. She always loved winter since it was odd for an herbamancer to like winter since nature went dormant over the winter. She continued to walk wondering who she should try and talk to. She didn't know much people here since she had been here for only a short few months and she had been focusing on gaining control over her powers and breaking some parts of her sealed up powers so she wouldn't nearly die.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": null }, { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\n\nHelena had spent the last few weeks getting the hang of this whole college life. It got better and better being away from home and everyone she knew. It helped to have people to talk to now. Even if she wasn't totally for certain that she'd call them friends just yet. Or at least very close friends. But they were friendly, and they gave her something to do aside from sit and study or do school work.\n\nShe had maybe indulged herself a bit too much the night before. Her father had sent her a few bottles of her favorite ale from home, and she might have finished one herself, and stayed up too late doing it. And now, now she was already cursing the sun as it came shining through her window and it felt like straight into her face.\n\nGrumbling, cursing, and generally being in a foul tempered mood, she climbed out of bed and splashed her face with the cold water in the basin on her vanity. She hissed at the cold, but knew she needed it to actually leave her room and not want to light someone on fire. And that was something that was very important that she had to do today. Because it wasn't just classes she might be skipping out on if she arise today. It was important things. Like a mission. \n\nHelena hurried out of her room still in the clothes she was wearing yesterday, that she'd fallen asleep in, huffing in the brisk air as she pulled her cloak tighter about her. Her hair was in a messy braid, also from the day before, but most of it had come undone and her hair haloed around her head in a flame colored light. Her eyes were a little red as well, and looked almost bruised from the dark circles around them. \n\nShe rubbed at her nose gently, being careful of the ring through it. She hoped she wouldn't catch a cold this winter, that would be just terrible. Especially right now. She was just glad, as she stepped into the warmth of the mess hall, that she'd at least had enough foresight to pack her bags before she started drinking. Because trying to do that right now would be all sorts of terrible. \n\nShe got her food and sat down heavily at a half full table. She looked at her plate with almost distaste before grabbing the hot tea and sipping at that before starting in on her food. She didn't really want to eat, but if she didn't, she'd regret it later. All she wanted to do right now was not throw up. She was normally much better at handling her drink, but she hadn't had much the last few months and she over indulged. \n\n\"Pace yourself next time, Helena,\" she grumbled to herself, picking apart a heel of bread into little crumbs.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" } ]

[ { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nMeirin nodded and followed Ssarak out of her room. She did have some ideas for how to dress Ssarak, though admittedly dressing up a dragon man wasn't an easy task. Meirin's own fashion knowledge was... Novice at best, and nothing she's heard or ready took Eysires into account. Though the idea of an Eysire being dressed in something aside from furs or armor would be good enough. It's like a dancing bear: It doesn't matter if the bear dances well, just that it dances. Meirin didn't have anything here, but hopefully she'd find something for Ssarak soon.\n\nClosing the door behind her Meirin kissed Ssarak on the cheek once more. \"If you come with me, then nothing will go wrong. But before you get yourself wrapped up in more work, why don't we get some breakfast? I'm sure Professor Lucilia will have plenty of time for us once you're properly fed.\" Although they'll be spending a lot of time together if they're on the same mission, Meirin knew that once they're on the job they might not get a chance to be so close to one another. They might end up separated to handle their own duties, or forced to be apart due to extenuating circumstances. Point was, Meirin wanted to spend a bit more time with Ssarak.\n\n\"Besides, even I haven't signed up yet. I only know about the mission. Perhaps we could try to find other like-minded students to come with us, to save Lucilia time of explaining the mission.\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "E'nasha Williams\n\n\"Yeah, it's a desert, lots of sand and lots of sun. It's nice, I like it a lot more than this constant cold we have now. It's not that the cold is any worse for you than heat, I guess, but I'm better at dealing with hot air than cold.\" She sighed slightly before continuing to answer. \"Just griping about the cold doesn't make it go away however, so... \"\n\nE'nasha laughed slightly as Helena answered her question and introduced herself. \"Oh, sorry. I don't really drink so I don't know what you must be going through right now. It's still nice to meet you though!\" She returned the handshake, and then nearly jumped out of her chair as Baulder stood up and summoned a demon that looked almost exactly like him before walking away. As the demon handed the honey pot to Helena, E'nasha supposed that this must be John. She must've heard Baulder mention him a hundred times before, but this was the first time that she'd actually met the demon. She tried to say something nice to him as he sat where Baulder had been just moments before, but her mind went blank and she settled for just smiling at the demon until Baulder got back.\n\nMentally, she was kicking herself for freezing up like that. Yes, she'd had bad experiences with demons before, but everything she'd learned about them since coming to the college pointed to them being mostly harmless when under the control of their Demonmancer. John had no reason to hurt her, or even dislike her at this point, so why was she scared of him? She sighed in half-relief and half-anger at herself when Baulder got back to the table, another heaping plate of food with him. She briefly wondered where all the food he eats goes, as he seemed relatively skinny for how big he was. She turned her attention back to her surroundings however as another stranger walked up and asked if she could sit with them. \n\nHelena was quick to greet the newcomer, calling her Annabeth. E'nasha smiled and did the same. \"The more the merrier! I'm E'nasha, and it's nice to meet you Annabeth.\" Now that she actually looked at Annabeth however, she couldn't help the small sense of recognition she felt. \"Actually, have we met before? Your name and face seem familiar somehow. Maybe we have a class together?\"", "username": "Vesuvius00", "char_name": "E'nasha Williams" }, { "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": "Uicle\n\nUicle briefly scanned the group in front of him, stopping in brief surprise at only the sight of Mar and Aramir. \"Most of you know the situation in Yarosmere. For those of you that don't, I'll give the briefest version I can.\" He didn't even bother trying to put it nicely. \"Yarosmere has undergone a violent and fanatical coup. The old social order, and nearly all of it's nobles, has been violently displaced. It's all under the rule of 'The Prophet of the Sand God'. The Prophet has disposed of the King, executed almost the entirety of the upper class, and rules Yarosmere with an iron grip. The people there are fanatical for him.\" \n\n\"In addition to his brutal rise to power, The Prophet has deemed that Naga are an impurity to be cleansed. He has commanded his armies to eradicate all the Naga in his domain, and has had great success. As far as we know, Mar's tribe is the only one to have escaped. Even then, they were severely depleted and on the verge of annihilation. He doesn't have as much control as it appears, however. Before the diplomat killed himself, screaming about how The Prophet knows all the secrets men try to hide, he revealed that there is a resistance movement in Yarosmere. They call themselves the Shadows of the Kingdom. They launch constant hit and run attacks. Killing soldiers, burning granaries, assassinating mages, so on so forth. They're generally doing their best to be a thorn in the side of the Prophet, and seem to be doing a well enough job. Despite all this, The Prophet is cordial to new diplomacy and relations. That's where you all come in.\" Uicle gestured to the students before him. \n\n\"Your job is to go into Yarosmere and find out exactly how bad it is there. You're to establish a basis of relations between the College and The Prophet. If you can do so without being executed as spies or traitors, establish contact with these Shadows as well.\" He steepled his fingers, looking from one student to the next, with a piercing gaze. \"Let me make one thing perfectly clear. You will see horrors in Yarosmere. Fanatics mutilating themselves. People being slain for not believing in the Sand God. Nagas tortured and made to go into their Malice mode for pure amusement. Your job is to report, not intervene. Do you understand? No matter what you see, no matter what happens right in front of you, if it is not in the aid or defense of the current government, do not get involved. You do not have diplomatic immunity. You are guests, walking on very thin ice with them, and we will not be able to protect you.\"\n\n\"If any of you have been to the human parts of Yarosmere before, discard all that you know of them. It has changed entirely. Somethings may still be familiar, but for the most part it is an entirely knew country. Act like you're new and unfamiliar with their customs, and you may be given lee way for any transgressions, real or imagined, that you make.\" Uicle scanned them one last time, wondering if sending a Naga and a Snow Elf into the hot desert nation that had nearly eradicated said Naga's tribe was a good idea. \n\n\"The cart will be ready to take you to Yarosmere in two hours. Grab what you need, and I suggest you pack clothing appropriate for extreme heat, extra water containers, and food. You're going to need it. Good luck.\" With that, and a wave of his hand, Uicle dismissed them.\n\n\"How did I ever let you convince me to do this...\" Aramir complained to Myrn, heading out the door. Gods above, but she was going to need help.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Uicle" }, { "text": "Lyn, Lucilia's office.\n\nLyn joined the others. Her thin figure fell in after Meirin and Ssarak, her eyes scanned the room currently Lucilia's office. It looked like the common dwellings of any Herbamancer. There was several lush, exotic plants lining the very walls adding splashes of green color to the dark theme settings. The window was covered over by thin curtains and any shred of light was stalled from flooding in, keeping the surroundings slightly dimmer than the other teachers. It gave it an eerie appeal to her through it held a slight appeal. Lyn's eyes hadn't wandered very far when she felt Lucilia's eyes fix upon her figure. Immediately, the hybrid smiled a reassuring smile before she felt Keri fall in behind her and cause her eyes to look back to see who was there. \n\nWhen Lucilia's voice started to detail their mission, Lyn's hand quickly reached into her pocket and pulled forth a seed. The seed was sparked into life then blossomed into a bright, yellow flower which had four petals and three stamen in the center. The pieces wiggled with each vibration of Lucilia's voice while it 'recorded' the information. It was a special type of plant called a Mimic Flower. It could easily mimic voices and repeat up to half an hour's worth of a lecture, which gave her an edge when learning her magic compared to those that had a much easier learning streak. Paying close attention, Lyn listened to the lecture as she noted Lucilia indicating each location on the map. First Hysteria, then the Mountains within Djarkel, and finally near the city of Sorrow. \n\nLyn recalled reading it once before she gained her mage blood. Through she couldn't recall much about it and considered mentioning it to the others. However she couldn't recall where exactly she spotted it or what it detailed. Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt a voucher pressed into her hand. Lyn looked down then stared, not fully sure what the thing was for. Most of her stuff had been given to her as it was and so she never handled a voucher before.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nNox Mission \n\nHelena smiled at the sound of bolts swishing past her and finding home in the thin flesh of the enemy. It was nice knowing that those with ranged weapons were good shots. Not that she'd doubted Althalus's abilities any. But she had the advantage of growing up with stories of him being told to her. He was almost the same age as her father after all. \n\nShe on the other hand, didn't have the range the other's had. She couldn't throw as accurately from as far away. So she had to get closer. Which was not something that she was particularly excited about. She did not relish the idea of getting in that close to basically the living dead.\n\n\"Well time to go die,\" she sighed, more to herself than anyone around her. She left the others, somewhat, striking out on a wider arc and coming at some of the outliers who seemed at least mostly weapon free. She stepped lightly, avoiding drawing attention to herself for the most part. Though once she was somewhat close enough, a head did turn in her direction. She slowed, taking a firm hold of her blade before tossing it at the shambling creature, missing the face that she'd aimed for and instead hit something below, towards the chest. Which seemed to do nothing but piss it off and have it fully change direction towards her.\n\n\"Well fuck me,\" she groaned, reaching for her other blade easily, taking her time this time. She did not want to become food.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nAs the gala was beginning, Ssarak supposed that it would be in the best interest of himself and the other students to speak to the important barons attending the event. Here, they were not just students, but rather diplomats. They would be approaching the Djarkel nobility on equal terms, rather than as servants or messengers. It was not a position Ssarak had imagined himself being in before, but he could give off as much confidence as needed to represent the College as an organization of power and authority. \n\nBecoming acquainted with the leaders of the local factions was certainly important, but Ssarak specifically had other responsibilities among the group. Namely, he was their psychomancer, and events like these were a mental battleground. His first task was identifying his foes. With each greeting he received, he was attentive. Rather than prod the mind of every single person in the room, he decided to approach the problem more conservatively. Whenever one of the psychomancers would prod his ward, he would act quickly to follow it to its source, then try to identify them in the crowd. He also used the minds of others, such as Lyn, for the same purpose. She was allowing psychomancers to access a small sliver of her mind, so Ssarak waited. Then, when another psychomancer would find their way in, he would follow it to its source. Ssarak did not think that he could identify them all, but he was finding them one by one. \n\nThrough the course of examining his allies mind, Ssarak noticed how the vampire, Keri, was obviously uncomfortable. Moreso than the other students. He would not even need to break into her mind to make that assessment. She was not at home in a large, crowded gala, but unfortunately, she would have to act like she was. Ssarak stepped up alongside her, looking down upon her with an intentionally calm expression. \"We do not have to remain here long, so as long as we remain focused on our task. If you are nervous, stick together with one of us, and be ready with your wards.\" He said to her telepathically.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Colette Filiatraut,Nox Mission \nLocation-Craigville\n\nColette, standing, frowned at the sudden weather. She was gaining a bad feeling about this storm. Goosebumps forming on her exposed skin, she looked back at the town of Craigville, taking notice of the woman. Something didn't seem right about this woman. Tensing, she let her hand touch the handle of her rapier. Atticus was growling as zombies seemed to appear more.\n\n\"Atticus, Hyllos we have a fight on our hands\" Pulling out her blade, she held it front of her. The noise of her pulling out of her blade gained some of the attention of the thing and they began to go towards her. Cringing at the moaning and groaning noises, she began her run towards them.\n\nBeing taught that she should wait for her opponent to make the first move, this was a bit odd for her to make the first move, but since these things were technically alive like other ones would be, that little lesson shouldn't count, right? As she got close, one managed to grab her, but with her vampiric speed, se broke the arm off and sliced its head right off. \n\nSeeing some of the dark red blood spatter on her new clothes, she had to hold down a gag. Normally, yes blood would definitely make her want to drool, but blood belonging to something already dead and rotting smelt so damn bad. Hearing a yelp, she saw two pinning Atticus downand try to take a bite out of him, she rushed over and kicked them away and into a tree.\n\n\"Oops sorry tree forgive me\", she sliced the two open and jumped back before any more blood could get onto her precious clothes. Looking at her rapier, she wanted to gag eve more seeing the slimy substance drip off the once clean blade. Oh yes she would definitely need to get her rapier cleaned.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Summer Flores, Yoshemere\nLocation- Sansar\n\nSummer followed the Yollin person, standing being Mar. She had seen how she was acting and it caused quite a bit of concern for the female naga. She wanted to pulled her close and comfort her, so the only thing she could do was lay a hand on her shoulder and hold it in a soft way that meant comfort. It was a thing her mother did for her for several weeks after her sister went missing.\n\nLooking around the city, she felt a huge sense of uneasiness. It was the same uneasiness she felt on the last day she saw her parents. There was maniacs running around them and even bodies laid scattered around and it didn't help that everyone was exposed to danger at this point. Oh yes, not a perfect moment to let your guard down. She even had her hand on her bow, ready to use it if needed. With her hand still on Mar, the shiver that passed through her body could possible be felt by Mar. \n\n\"So sir, Mr Yollin, you seem very well known here. What do you do here exactly?\" She had taken notice how the people seemed to part for him when they were walking through, it was a bit strange to her", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Summer Flores" } ]

[ { "text": "Leith Calder\n\n\"Not exactly.\" Leith looked at his hand while he answered the question. \"Wearable Daemon Artes can fuse to the wearer, and if left long enough without any help, can turn them into demons. It can be halted, and if I can't find help soon, I will stop what progression has been done.\" He clenched and unclenched his hand before looking back at Bryland. \"But for the time being, the strength I have can be put to good use.\" Leith looked around the ballroom for a moment as he gathered his thoughts.\n\n\"So, what can you tell me about Lord Carmine?\"\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nDarius Jura\n\nDarius followed Yolin to the Arena in silence. He was on edge with the amount of guards that they had now. They had appeared quite quickly considering how the attack was out of seemingly nowhere. He was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of the crowds chanting. Quickly, they entered the arena and soon had a view of the battlefield. As Khalitin Cah made his way into the arena, Darius snorted.\n\n\"That old man is going up against seven Sand Cobras? This will be something to see.\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nThe Nox was a dangerous place.\n\nAnnabeth was ready for ambushes, traps, heck even for the walls to fall or explode on them. But not for the ground to open up and swallow them whole. Really, what could Annabeth do when something like that happened? She tried her best to avoid it but to no avail; the best she could do was tuck and roll into the landing. But only so much could be done in a free fall, and soon something crashed into Annabeth as she fell. By the time she came to, she saw Helena staring right into her face, her features somewhat recognizable in the darkness. \"Helena!?\" The two got off of each other and started looking around, though not much good that'd do considering they're completely surrounded by darkness. Annabeth sent out another telepathic pulse to try to pick up any minds nearby, ideally familiars ones.\n\nAside from Helena, who was much closer to Annabeth then she realized now that she could get an idea of her distance, the only other mind Annabeth could pick up right now was Athalus, who was on his way over. Colette was no where to be found. \"Colette is missing...\" Worry and concern filled her voice. Annabeth didn't want to leave Colette alone; sure she was a big vampire girl, but to Annabeth, Colette was a bit too gentle to be on her own. Annabeth started pacing around a bit before Athalus approached and pointed towards and exit. Annabeth was about to ask about Colette when her voice appeared nearby as well. She seemed to be talking to someone, which worried the psychomancer. Athalus handed out weapons to Helena and Annabeth, and Annabeth took the crossbow. While she was more skilled with a bow, she knew how to use a crossbow and at least Athalus had more ammo did Annabeth did.\n\n\"Colette, I'm glad to see you're okay! But who's he? And Athalus, why are you glowing?\" Annabeth had been meaning to ask that, before the ground swallowed them up and everything.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" }, { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nNox Mission \n\nHelena smiled at Annabeth when she was sure she was alright, adjusting even back into place and double checking her own weapons as she got things situated again. Everything was there except for the one she'd lost in that bastard up above. It she assumed up above. She wasn't entirely sure where they were in relation to where they'd come from. They might have gone sideways she supposed. \n\nShe took the knives that Althalus offered begrudgingly. He needn't be such an ass about everything. Not everyone could have as man years of experience as him, yet he seemed to expect her to be just as good. \"How are you so certain that's the way out?\" She asked as she tucked the knives away into her belt and such, places that would he easy for her to get to. \"Because this looks like a maze to me and I haven't fucking clue how to get out.\"", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Summer Flores, Yarsomere\nLocation- Unknown, Underground Caves\n\nSummer moaned as she held her stomach. Ever since she was ran through the portal behind Mar, the nauseous feeling had not faded. She turned her attention to the woman that was speaking She waked a little under she stood beside Mar, still feeling nervous about the mission. She looked at Mar.\n\n\"I will go with you, I am rather calm though nervous, but I would like to know more about what is going on and stuff. Mar?Baulder,are you two going to just glare at each other or come with me to find out more about this?\"Summer said in a slightly less nervous voice. Seeing their answer, she turned to the leader, Sahra, nodding her head.\n\n\"Well I'm ready\" Summer said,adjusting her bow on her back to a more comfortable holding position, its string empty of a arrow.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Summer Flores" }, { "text": "Diplomacy at Yarosmere\nMar, Sansar (Yarsomere): Underground Cave~Unknown Location\n\nWhen Baulder started to approach, Mar's eyes narrowed and her figure tensed at his nearness. She let out a hiss at his growl with fangs bared defensively and ready to tear out his throat should he try something. At this point, she didn't care what the woman said because she was tired of things attacking her and she was determined to take a chunk of Baulder with her should he try. Tyrael's student or not. The fact he attacked Aramir proved he was unreliable, something obviously dangerous since she was sure he would try to finish hurting the snow elf over something pitiful. When he spoke to her, Mar didn't stop her glare as he assumed she would've done the same thing. \n\n \"You know nothing about me. I've never attacked unless physically provoked or learning to expression emotions, there was no intention to harm. You attacked with the purpose to hurt Aramir and that makes the difference very clear,\" Mar shot back at him, farther ignoring his change in tone then addressed Sahra's comment, \"Let me be very clear: Unless he attacks others or myself, I won't attack. I will not be the one that starts a fight but I'll finish it if needed. I'm not willing to repeat a mistake.\" \n\nMar listened to the woman explain why the resistance wasn't under the sway of the 'Prophet' and Wild Magic, the later a complete mystery to her. That's when Summer awake then interrupted with a comment about Baulder and her glaring at each other. Mar frowned then commented, \"They don't want us to move from this spot so I have little idea where you're planning to go or who's leading you.\" \n\nBefore further discussion was made, a new voice spoke. Mar's attention shifted and her eye narrowed on light skinned man pushing his way toward them. Dressed in dark and loose clothing fitting the desert landscape, he had red and gold trimmings break the monotone theme around the lower waist and chest. Over all it gave him an appearance that reminded her of Althalus because it was meant to hide his identity. That was where the similarities ended however as he mentioned about the College aiding them again the current rule. \n\nUicle's word penetrated her mind and mingled with the Naga withering in death, creating conflict within her. Finally, she answered calmly, \"Despite my current issues with the state of things within Yarosmere, our main task was to first observe how badly it had gotten and then establish a basis of a relation with the Prophet. Our second task was to establish a connection with you if possible, without getting killed. I don't think the 'Prophet' will risk making the College our enemy by harming the other students, but I don't like the fact of leaving them with the Prophet for very long.\"", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Mar, her full name is Marya and only used by her race." }, { "text": "Nox Alignment Ceremony\n\n,@Lucius Cypher, @May, & @Luna\n\n\nDarell frowned when both Annabeth and Althalus mentioned, but instead of addressing him personally… they asked Colette. This slightly irked him off as while he might've been ghostly, he wasn't invisible. Inhaling, he didn't trust the demonmancer to actually introduce him properly and instead stepped forward to do it himself. He held out a see through hand to Althalus as he spoke, \"Hello… I-I'm Darell. Who are you?\" \n\nSuddenly, he realized his current condition and gradually retracted his hand with a sheepish look. He rested it at his side and after the other introduced themselves, he answered Annabeth's question before anyone else could, \"That's rather simple as he is what is called a Seeker. He can't really attack or do anything besides seek out the location to the maze's center and the only known exit. You all, since you're not ghostly like him or me, are likely guardians. That means you are able to attack and defend us from whatever dangers are within here.\" \n\nHis eyes trailed toward where Althalus pointed and nodded, getting the same sense as the older man. \n\n\"Through honestly, I'm not sure why you three are actually here and it's really strange. The Nox is primarily for those students getting aligned… I've never heard of outsiders being dragged into the Nox. Did something happen topside?\" He asked with his eyes shifted between the group and seeking answers to his question.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Yarosmere, Unknown Location\n\nSahra looked at E'nasha. \"We've tried to find others. There are none. No one else is resisting anywhere in Yarosmere. There are not attacks, no protestations, no outcries. We are the only ones left with the will to resist. The rest are just mindless slaves to the Prophet. As for the Naga...they are all dead. The three main ones have been eradicated, as have more than half of the minor villages. The other ones are abandoned. We believe that they fled into the Ravine of Demons. Regardless, they are long out of our reach.\" She couldn't help but smirk as Baulder approached. \"Down the on the right, second carved out entrance on your left. Plenty of food to devour to your heart's content. Hopefully, it'll be enough to keep you satisfied until we're ready to save your friends.\"\n\n\"As I said, Mak and I will be at the back, planning the rescue of your friends. What little weapons and armor we have is off to the right, the medical section is off the left, and the bunks are over there, if you'd like to catch some sleep. There's little else to do now. If you have any questions you can ask anyone here, or join Mak and I in the planning.\" With a smile and a small bow, Sahra turned and followed Mak.\n\nAlthalus\n\n\"Nope. Fuck that.\" Althalus replied, going to leave the opposite direction of the noise. He sighed and came to a stop as the others began to move towards the sounds of death and murder.\"They're probably already dead. And we certainly can't help anyone else if we are all dead trying to save corpses. Right? You're not going to listen to me are you. Althalus sighed again, reluctantly turning around. \"Why can't I ever be paired with the pragmatic and pessimistic people?", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Althalus Marik" }, { "text": "Nox Alignment Ceremony\n\n,@Lucius Cypher, @May, & @Luna\n\n\nDarell looked at Helena as he studied her expression. Inwardly, he debated on if she was overcautious or seriously cold hearted when she wanted to avoid going into the darkness. If it was the latter, then god of 'evil' became impress at her dedication to self preservation rather than following the school's helpful nature. He partly wondered if he had added to the decision being considered as his head turned to the direction. \n\nDeep down he, faintly, knew what was happening. \n\nNone of the students, much like the ones here, had been slaughtered. At least until they fully emerged within the Nox and now several groups had been set upon by the inhabitants. Currently, the group that they had detected had issues with a nitemare which was ripping them apart. Already a single student had been impaled and her life slowly dripped from her corpse, shocking the others into nearly getting trampled. At this rate, they wouldn't last much longer. \n\nThey were easily killed that for a moment, Darell wondered what Ren saw in these mortals. \n\nFeeling Colette eyeing him, he turned his eyes onto her. That's when she pulled out her rapier and his figure jerked from the way, avoiding getting slice as it narrowly miss. He gave her a glare telling her to watch where her blade was flipped out at. By this time, Annabeth had decided to speak her own thoughts with a heroic intention behind it. Sadly, Darell knew her solution would get her killed no matter if she had encountered one on the surface. Naturally Athalus whined about them not listening, but couldn't leave them to their death. \n\n\"For some reason, and I don't know why, you all don't trust me. That's fine because I know not to count on you to keep me alive so I'll take my chances with the other group,\" with that, Darell then bolted off down the tunnel. \n\nUncovering Shadows\nLyn, Hysteria (Djarkel) \n\nRipppp! \n\n Lyn was sure which surprised her more, the fact she got a cheap shot in or that the vampire's fabric came away so easily. The seam held no resistance when the plant snared a piece and gave it a hard tug, resulting in the psychomancer being distracted. The vampire confusedly glanced down to spy the imperfection in his clothing before a sharp, attention getting ring literally called everyone's eyes to snap toward the source. Her figure twisted around with a smirk at seeing the Baron, Baroness and their son glide into the room. The speech had been to the point and an adapt thanks to the god responsible for the vampiric nature they all carried with proud. \n\nFrom the corner of Lyn's vision, she watched the psychomancer immediately excuse himself. His lithe figure retreated so quickly in shame that she almost felt terrible about what she had done. However, deep down she knew if she didn't then Keri would've likely done something irreversible for the College's reputation. This why she hated politics. They were so shady and no one really won within them, a fact she regretted about this mission. \n\nWhile they waited patiently to approach the Baron, Lyn skirted to Keri's side, \"That was a close one. Are you alright?\" \n\nWhen she got her answer, she nodded in understanding then noticed that Ssarak had stepped up toward the family. Gesturing to the Eysire's back, her head nudged for Keri and herself to follow suit, \"Try not to be a fraidy cat.\" \n\nHer tone was teasing and playful before she fell into Ssarak's wake, her figure tried to mimic grace and politeness. The armored guards, with their thicker frame and tall stature, made her a bit nervous since they looked poised to attack at any moment. Her breath held in her chest while she tried to relax on her way through. Her head rotated from one to the other until their host's voice caught her attention and unofficial leader replied, kindly addressing the Baron and his family. He was rather elegant with words compared to how she, herself, often stumbled over them. Instead of taking the spotlight from him, Lyn allowed herself to meld into the background as the Eysire handled the politics. \n\nHe seemed to be in his element after all. \n\nDiplomacy at Yarosmere\nMar, Sansar (Yarsomere): Underground Cave~Unknown Location\n\nNaturally, Mar ignored anything that Baulder had done. His avoidance of her did little to hurt her and only put her on higher alert, her fingers hovered near her bone weapon in order to be ready to defend herself. However, when mention of the Naga reached her ears… all color drained from her face. Her irises wavered and continued to stare at Sahra in obvious disbelief. It couldn't be real. Her heart sank while her mind struggled with the correct emotions surfacing into her attention. Anger… fear, worry, and more battered at her very core until it fell to the ground, batter and beaten. \n\nA familiar sting edged to the corner of her eyes where a slight blurriness began, held by pure will. Her eyes averted to the nearest wall where they avoided to be seen preventing tears from bleeding across her face. \n\nHer eyelids promptly shut, then opened again. \n\nAny emotion abruptly shy behind a wall, one she knew very well, as she tried to hold it all in. Emotions wouldn't help her now and merely tossing a temper would get very little done. Any addition questions turned to ash in her dry throat and she remained frozen to the spot, unable to bring herself to move or she might never stop. Her heritage was gone now. Nothing left of her roots and that meant her daughter would never have a chance to learn what it was like to be a Naga, part of her culture completely wiped from Tiien. The reality of everything that Athalus had argued about slapped her fully in the face leaving a sickening sensation to linger. \n\nGradually she stirred then began to move silently off toward wherever someone indicated an exit.", "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak was aware that their time to speak with the Baron was not limitless, so it would be wise to make the most of it. He wanted to be careful to ensure they kept up the friendly tone of this meeting. Their ultimate goal in attending this event was to ensure the Baron would remain an ally to the College. He was being friendly enough, though in political matters, friendly words meant little. Still, he had not thusfar had any reason to believe there were any problems between him and the College.\n\n\"Indeed, Lucilia does everything that she can for the College, and Ovak still fills his role effectively. I do not think I have ever been as impressed with another as I have been with the Arch Mage. His appearance is certainly deceiving.\" Ssarak responded to the Baron, actually quite genuinely. He still remembered well how the Archmage had managed to single handedly end the single strongest demon attack that Ssarak was aware had ever happened in Tiien. \"Regardless, you can rest assured that the College remains, and will remain a sanctuary for any of your subjects who have the desire to learn what we have to teach, living or undead. Personally, I believe that Tiien should be a place where any being who seeks to live in peace should be able to do just that.\"\n\nFeeling that he had spoken enough about the College itself, Ssarak decided to shift the conversation at least somewhat more towards the Baron on his people. \"With the demon presence in Tiien, have your lands fared well?\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nNox Mission \n\nHelena listened to Athalus, shivering at the ghostly feeling of his hand passing through her. She said nothing about it though because he probably didn't even know that he'd done it. \"You can be general of this battle,\" she said, looking at him as she pulled out another knife of her own. \"It can't hurt you, right? Fog walls can't be hurt. You can see everything without having to worry about yourself. Tell us what to do to make sure we all get out of this.\"\n\nTaking a deep breath she headed into the room, slowly, and sticking to the wall. While she knew it could teleport through them, that didn't mean that it would. But it gave her a safer view of the room as well. Deciding while the beast was distracted with other things and before it saw her, she would see if she could get in at least one or two throws. Which she did just that, praying that the beast wouldn't suddenly move out of the way and she'd hit friends instead of foe.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nThere was no time to fear. If there was one lesson Satori taught her about psychomancy, it's that emotions fuel it. Fear can be a powerful source, but it is selfish and will often only serve to delay the inevitable. If Annabeth wanted to run away fear would be helpful. But that wasn't her intentions. She was going to save people's lives; if she was fearful, she wouldn't be successful. No, she needed confidence. Bravery. Courage. Yes, she was concerned about the threat that faced the students and could potentially kill her. But it wasn't fear that made her go forward, her blade drawn, to defend her friends and associates. Today, she would tap into her heroism.\n\nThe scene was horrific, even in the darkness. Two dead bodies, two frighten students, and another nightmare. Annabeth remembered the monster well; it was the same creature that attacked them during Lyn's hunt. She did a bit of research after that incident and knew some of the creature's abilities, but she has never seen it since. Gripping her estoc tightly she regretted loosing so many arrows, but she wasn't going to give up so soon. Taking out the crossbow Athalus had handed her Annabeth leveled the weapon at the nightmare and fired at it's flank. She knew the single arrow wouldn't kill the creature, but it should get it's attention. Then she focused her magic on the nightmare: she created a sort of illusion that would make herself seem glowing like Athalus and Darell, while making everyone else a bit more faded. This way the monster's attention would be on her.\n\nIf her experience with the beast before was any indication, it liked to use it's teleportation to get a sneak attack on it's targets. So bracing her estoc for it to charge right at her was useless, Annabeth needed to be much more perceptive of her environment. But as fate would have it, such awareness is what Annabeth specializes in. Unlike Ssarak who could defeat Annabeth in a straight duel of the mind and blade, Annabeth's talents lies in her synchronicity in the chaos of battle, or in this instance, against a slippery enemy. Annabeth's passive wide concentration telepathy would allow her to be constantly aware of the position of herself, her allies, and her enemies, while her illusion would ensure that the creature wouldn't try to target them. And if he did, Annabeth would be aware. She did note the slight wavering in her grip; she's been using quite a bit of blood in a short time. She was certain she could manage, but she had made a mental note to conserve her mage blood. The last thing she needed was to suffer from blood sickness.\n\nGently putting the crossbow onto the floor, Annabeth took on a defensive stance against the shadowy beast. \"En garde, vile monster!\" Making sure she didn't get in Helena's way as she attacked, Annabeth charged the beast, ready for it to try and gore her or teleport elsewhere.\n\nDIPLOMACY MISSION\n\nThe Baron looked over to Ssarak, listening to him with a passive expression. He was no stranger to people putting their own factions in a better light. If one asked other Barons how their lands were, you'd think they lived in the land of the gods. But Sanguine wasn't quite so naive, and he was certain the the college was still recovering from their own demon attack. Which only made the transition to the demons in Sanguine's own land all the more smoother. \"Ah yes, the demons... I suppose that's really the most important thing recently, no?\" Standing up, Sanguine moved towards Ssarak and shook his hand, leaning in close to speak quickly and quietly. \"Demons are among us. Even I cannot stop them alone. I cannot speak openly, however when you leave today ask the maid in blue for your horses. She shall leave you all that I know of the demons. You must leave soon, before the demons realize your business here.\"\n\nThe baron spoke with urgency that Ssarak could well recognize, even if his face wore the mask of a man celebrating mirth and merriment. \"Thank you for coming today. You college folk are always a joy to keep. Please, tell Lucilia to send letters sometimes. I do miss our hearty debates and conversations.\" The vampire lord then dismissed the college students, allowing other barons and baronesses to meet and converse with the man. The rest of the students were free to dine and converse as they pleased, as sure enough there was a maid in blue standing near the exit of the grand hall among other maids. Though she too was a vampire, she was visibly elderly and her uniform was much more elaborate, marking her as a head maid. The party continued without much issues, with only the occasional vampire noble stopping by the group to chat and ask about the college. No fights broke out, and no one at the moment seemed to be actively trying to harm or otherwise bother the college students.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" }, { "text": "E'nasha Williams ~ Unknown cave, Yarosmere\n\n---\n\nE'nasha answered Summer's question the same way she had when everyone else had asked so far. \"Yes, I'm alright. Thanks for asking.\" She wasn't sure she was going to be okay if she ever had to go through that portal again, but for now the urge to throw up had subsided, so she focused on keeping it that way. \n\nShe remained skeptical that the sand cobras were truly the only ones unhappy with this situation, even as Sahra told her so. These people had the ability to fight, whereas in her opinion most others didn't. They were in hiding, keeping any complaint they held bottled within for fear of being killed if they were found out. There had to be a way to find these secret rebels, to maybe draft them into Sahara and Mak's group. E'nasha kept these thoughts to herself now though, and simply listened to the rest of the conversation before they were allowed to go off and do their own things.\n\nShe decided to go sleep, since it seemed there was nothing else to do at the moment. She woke up a few hours later, just in time for Sahra and Mak to begin explaining their plan. She listened in silence, taking one of the strange black stones from the table once they were done. \"I don't have any questions, but.. No way am I going through that portal again. Please. Just, no.\" She knew her complaint would probably be ignored, but she really did not want to experience that again.", "username": "Vesuvius00", "char_name": "E'nasha Williams" } ]

[ { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth braced herself for the beast's charge. No doubt it's vile horn could pierce her armor, but compared to some of the things she fought at the college, it was no more threatening than a knight on horseback; only a novice would fear his couched lance. Annabeth readied herself to parry the blow and riposte, but that's when she noticed that it began to sink into the ground. It was teleporting, and Annabeth lunged out to strike. Unfortunately she was just a moment too slow and her blade struck only empty air. Then, her magic lost track of the beast. It had plane shifted somewhere else, but no doubt it'll return soon. Annabeth didn't know if it could still sense them when they leave for another plane, but she didn't intend to stay and find out.\n\nShortly after the beast had fled she heard the surviving students argue among each other. The male with the rapier tried to assist the fallen girl, but in her hysteria she refused his help. No doubt the shock of such a brutal death has unhinged her. After their conversation the boy introduced himself as Drake and inquired about Annabeth. \"I'm Annabeth. We're students from the college too. I'm sorry, but we don't have much time to talk. That Nightmare might come back at any moment, and who knows what else might be here.\" Annabeth didn't let her guard down for a second. In this blasted pit, she wasn't going to. She went over to the girl who was still sobbing to herself, her voice gentle but firm. \n\n\"We have to go. You can't die here, she wouldn't want you to die here. Don't let her death be in vain.\" Annabeth thought about using her magic on the girl, but a twist in her arm told Annabeth that she was already pushing herself with the magic. She clenched her teeth and cursed to herself. She had said that she was going to save these students, weather they wanted to or not. So Annabeth was only going to give this girl one chance to come with her, or Annabeth will drag her if she had to. \"Come on... Let's go.\"\n\nDIPLOMACY MISSION\n\nThe old maid in blue nodded her head and led the others back to their carrige. Along the way they were handed their things, and in Ssarak's belongings was a leather bound book. Inside were details about various other barons who have been \"compromised\" by demonic influences. Whether they were vampires, mortals, or even those who scorn magic, this book had information on those who have suddenly shifted their interest in favor of demons. There was some notes hypothesizing and confirming either corruption or even take over. Indeed, the sheer amount of Barons who had converted or were being pressed by the demonic forces was startlingly large. There was a lot of work the college needed to do.\n\nAfterwards, the college students were whisked away to their next task. They had another party to attend to, this time for a new Baron. His name was Baron Praxis, and he was the new inheritor of the title after his father had passed away a year ago. The students would be attending the party and giving him their congratulations in the form of a gift selected by Lucilia. It was a large ornate ironwood box, with a lock to prevent anyone from peeking inside. The details of what was inside of the box was not told to the others, only that it was emphasized that this box reach the new baron as soon as possible.\n\nIt wasn't long until the students arrived to the city. Everyone seemed to be celebrating the raise of the new baron, and the streets were filled with festivities. Stalls selling the best of their goods, children running about with toys, and merriment everywhere. For a land that was suppose to be embroiled in war and strife, people seemed happy. But that didn't mean all was well. As the carriage the students were in was stopped due to a parade, something landed on the top of the carriage. Shortly after someone jumped from the carriage and started to run. For those who investigated, they could see that someone had just stolen the box that Lucilia had asked to be delivered to the baron. The one who stole it was a large figure, about as bit as Ssarak. Yet he moved swiftly. The students must act quickly if they wish to catch the man.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak did not need much time to react. The moment someone confirmed that their gift for the Baron had been taken, Ssarak started to sprint a short distance, then kicked off the ground to take to the sky. \"Leith, stay and protect Lyn!\" He shouted telepathically. Fortunately, the group had only just arrived in the city, so Ssarak was still armed and armored for traveling, and therefore, fighting. If he was able to catch their thief, then he would be in a good position to deal with him. \n\nThough Ssarak knew not what was in the box, Lucilia had made it clear that it was important. It was important enough that Ssarak felt it was not a coincidence that a thief had just happened to grab it. It seemed more like they had been targeted specifically, which put Ssarak on guard. From the air, Ssarak had a distinct advantage in the chase. Apart from stationary buildings, there was nothing in his way, so he could move more efficiently than a ground runner. He would be able to keep track of the thief as long as he remained outside, and searching for overhead cover would limit the thief's escape options. He also focused on the thief's mind to determine if there were any wards to break through. If not, he could try to use his magic to alter the thief's perceptions and trick them into tripping.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Nox Alignment Ceremony\n\n,@Lucius Cypher, @May, & @Luna\n\n\n 'How little you know,' Darell though but resisted snapping back the comment to Helena. Her outburst was unreasonable, purely because he suspected her pride got into the way and made her irked to his re-sharing of knowledge she should've recalled. He didn't have the time to argue since they were under attack. The nitemare could return and ready to burst into the room at any moment. \n\nHe watched the man approach Annabeth, as she introduced herself and then walked off to attend to the girl. \n\nStill sobbing, the girl looked up. Her eyes met the speaker trying to sooth her pain as she wiped away the tears. She sharply nodded and reached a hand for Annabeth to hoist her up. The girl was weak in the knees, as expected, causing her to stumble forward upon being lifted up and grip Annabeth's arm for balance. When she finally gathered her balance once more, she introduced herself and began walking toward the group, \"My name is Jessie. We were trying to find a way out, but S-\" \n\nHer words cut off from the pain of trying to say the younger girl's name, her breath inhaled to collect herself, \"She said not to go this way and that she got a bad feeling. Drake didn't listen. He felt he knew better despite what we were taught about the Nox.\" \n\nDrake, still guilty about the whole incident, averted his gaze from Jessie. He focused on Helena instead as he listened to what she spoke about the thing possibly coming back causing him to pale in color. For a moment it looked like he was about to be sick, \"Oh by the Gods. W-w-well… what are we waiting for? Lead the way out.\" \n\nBefore any of them could move, a low familiar rumble filled the tunnels. It was the starting of the maze shifting again causing Darell to shout at the others, \"Get into the room and grab each other, quickly before we're separated!\" \n\nMeanwhile, if anyone had looked down the hallway then they would see a snorting, charging nitemare heading for those who had managed to edge into the hallway. Drake being among them. \n\nUncovering Shadows\nLyn, Hysteria (Djarkel)\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nLyn leaned against the carriage interior as she thought over what Ssarak had said to her. Her arms were crossed over her middle while her head bumped with the jarring movement, letting the guilt fill her despite her best efforts to shrug it off. Their conversation had touched on something she hadn't considered. This made her feel a mixture of an idiot and possible murder, thinking she might've risked the Naga's last remaining numbers with her foolishness. She began to question why she thought she was ready for this trip. \n\nThe hybrid sighed, then shifted her arm from her middle and rested her chin comfortably on. Coming into the city, her eyes drifted to the scenery and absorbing it until the carriage stopped abruptly. She hadn't much time to dwell on the reason when suddenly she heard a loud thump above her. Her eyes to looked upward and she frowned.\n\nFootsteps darted across the roof as she watched a man leap down from the carriage to the street. Lyn pushed her torso out to lean out the window as she spotted him dash down the street with something in hand. Her arms reached up to the upper frame of the window and pulled herself to the top, her head peeked over the roof's edge to see the trunk was stolen. She cursed in her head as she pulled her feet out to drop to the ground just outside the carriage door. \n\n\"Leith, stay and protect Lyn!\" Ssarak's voice ripped through her head causing Lyn to frown, but didn't stop her bolt into the thief's wake. She wasn't about to be left behind since she was nimble enough to join the chase now. Reaching a hand at her side, she pulled one of her non lethal ones and tossed it at the man's legs. \n\nHe jerked to the right, seeming to sense her attempts to pin him, as the dagger busted and entangled the wall it landed at. Unable to waste the time to pause and pick it up, she continued to follow the man's wake.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak continued pressing into the thief's ward. It was much stronger than he would have expected, which only furthered his suspicion that this was no random robbery. However, he could not take the time to think on such speculation while the chase had his focus. Ssarak followed along the path above the thief as much as possible, though as he started taking routes that he could not follow directly, he took advantage of his ability to bypass buildings entirely to try to cut him off. \n\nRaising his altitude enough to get above the rooftops, Ssarak continued to pressure his ward as much as possible, as well as to try to keep getting a sense of his location. It took a moment for Ssarak to discern the logical exit of the tunnel, and by the time Ssarak had flown over to it, his fast-moving figure was halfway through the crowd. On the ground, it would likely be difficult to track him through the mass of people, but Ssarak could help with that. He had already been giving his allies directions through the chase. This time, he created an illusion for his allies in the form of a beacon of light shooting up from the thief into the sky. It would reduce his pressure on the ward, but it would be worth it to allow his allies the ability to track, and hopefully catch up with the target. \n\nFollow the light!\" Ssarak said telepathically to his allies, just to be sure that it was clear.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nNox Mission \n\nHelena looked at Athalus with something like disgust on her face. \"What the hell do you think I'm doing?!\" she shouted back at him, pulling at the other man's arm as if to drag him faster, regardless of what he was doing. She made it to Annabeth and finally let him go, turning around to see who else was left. \n\n\"Colette,\" she called, trying to find the other girl in the dark. \"Can't be the heroine if you're dead. Run first, then attack.\" She knew she'd been stupid before, but that was a much smaller a threat. A threat that she could have handled. But this was just stupid, standing up to this beast that could fucking teleport and leave the plane they were currently existing in to move about. Like why would they stand and fight that when they could flee?", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Nox Alignment Ceremony\n\n,@Lucius Cypher, @May, & @Luna\n\n \nThe Nitemare snorted and rushed forward. Colette could see the hallways behind it collapsing, each wall falling in on itself and then sucked backwards into a swirling hole. Even the beast seemed terrified at being sucked since it barely reacted to the searing pain of the rapier across its flank or the dagger that nicked its shoulder. Instead it just plowed onward past Colette who crouched down beside a wall to avoid its path. With the last of the party pulled in, the rumble lowered and the exit sealed itself. Now whatever force had collapse the hallway was working on the room itself. \n \nDarell, upon spotting it, yelled at the others and gestured for them to follow him across the room. His feet moved quickly toward it while the roof started to crumble from the top and the floor rose to crush whatever came into its path. \n \n~~~|After entering the tunnel|~~~\n \nAfter entering the tunnel, darkness seemed to swallow them. A pale blue light stretched in the distance and casted everything in an eerie blue as they drew closer with each step. The shifting of the room had ceased the moment they entered the tunnel allowing them all a breather from their harrowing experience. Alert and wired with adrenaline, Darell remained ahead of the others. Every few steps his head whipped about then shifted from one side to the other. \n \nGradually they entered a circular room and at the center was a dark, sinister figure gently running his clawed hands upon the orb. He raised his bird like mask to notice the students then seemed to give an aura of amusement. \n \n \nUncovering Shadows\nLyn, Hysteria (Djarkel)\n\n\n---\n\n\n \nLyn silently cheered when Leith created a small puddle, the water slipping the thief up and caused him to crash into a stone wall. Not surprisingly the man managed to recover and keep on running faster, his pace unfazed by the sudden blow. Cursing under her breath, Lyn pushed her legs faster. The muscles burned and protested, but she ignored them in favor of gaining ground. She naturally jerked to the side to avoid the puddle as it retracted into the air and returned to Leith for additional use. Gradually recovering lost momentum, she parkour over the various crates left abandoned in the street sides while darting around what few bodies were walking within the alleyway. \n \nDespite her lithe build and focus on speed, she still couldn't catch him easily and he began to pull away into a dark tunnel. A flicker of movement and a flutter of red hair was revealed before he melted into the crowds. His figure pushed any spectator aside on his path deeper into the people. The moment he reached the crowd, Lyn knew there would be little chance to catch him. She hated herself for her failure to reach the man as she looked about quickly for a high vantage point. To her side was a grey, aged trellis on a nearby wall. Usually they were used for plants but in Djarkel, the cursed land made such things difficult or ugly as only withered vines pitiful clung to the wooden frame now. \n \nCarefully she paused then began to scale the trellis toward the building's roof. In moments she was gone, Leith likely the only one that spotted her small rear vanish over the roof's edge. Her eyes spotted the large beam of light that showed their quarry followed by a telepathic message that confirmed it. Not waiting for any of the other students, Lyn darted along the roof's edge at a rapid pace. She managed to keep parallel to their target as she went from one closely packed building to the next with surprising grace, a lesson from her father.\n \n 'I'm going to try to get ahead and drop down to a nearby alley to cut him off!' She mentally uttered to Ssarak as she continued onward, her path unhindered by people. Each time she spotted a gap too wide to jump, she reached into her pouch of seeds then flipped out a few vine seeds to create a single tight walk rope to the next roof. Thankfully there wasn't too many gaps while she parkour over the obstructions in her way and pull ahead of the light beam. \n \n \n \nDiplomacy at Yarosmere\nMar, Sansar (Yarsomere): Underground Cave~Unknown Location\n \n \"I doubt it too. I believe any devout follower would easily tie me up to a wooden post and force me into malice before ending my life. Personally, I have a reason for not wanting that,\" Mar said in agreement, recalling the Naga tied up on their entrance and how they tortured it until it become a shell of itself, \"I've seen more than I can tolerate and want to be away as soon as possible. Since you've got that covered, let's get this over with.\" \n \nGently Mar moved from her leaned over position on the table edge and followed where she was gestured to. As she was led off to be beaten down, she turned to the nearest individual to warn them, \"I'll try not to bite but old habits are hard to break. If you happen to get bitten, it will wear off in a few hours to a day.\" \n \nWithout another word, she was lead off as any others finished their questions and lead off.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "Leith Calder\n\nLeith chased after the thief, silently cursing his inability to sprint long distances. The trap he made did manage to trip the thief up momentarily and Leith winced at the sound the man's arm made when he hit the wall. Despite that, however, the man continued to run, much to Leith's dismay. Already, a stitch was starting to form in Leith side, and he was starting to gasp in breaths. He wouldn't be able to chase the thief for that much longer, but he could attempt to try something to make it easier to track the man. \n\nAs the man ran into the tunnel, Leith gathered his water into a rapidly spinning cone and with a swipe of his arm, sent it towards the man's legs. It wasn't big enough to drastically harm the man. It was just enough to draw blood. With his last attempt done, Leith slowed down as he exited the tunnel into the crowd of people enjoying the festivities and braced himself against a nearby wall, catching sight of Lyn scaling up another. Leith took a moment to catch his breath before rejoining the chase, albeit a little slower. Searching the ground for any signs of blood and keeping an eye on the light that pinpointed the location of the thief. \n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nDarius Jura\n\n\"If we somehow offend the King, all we can do is hope that the fact that we are from the college grants us some immunity. That is it.\" Darius answered the snow elf before thinking about her other question. He scratched his cheek lazily as he looked around the room. \"We could tell the college that Yarosmere has undergone a revolution and is now a new country and very unstable. We should not offer any aid until it has stabilized. But we have yet to meet the King, and so we have nothing to tell the college yet.\" With that said, Darius leaned backwards in his chair and rested his feet on the table and got comfortable as he waited for Yolin to return/", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "text": "Althalus\n\nAlthalus' eyebrows raised at the sight of the man in the middle of the room, a weary despair settling into his bones. He merely shrugged at Helena's question, waiting for their new visitor to unleash some fresh inferno on them. Althalus sighed as the doors slammed shut behind them, with a distinct note of finality. As the man spoke, something about the heart of the Nox, he wasn't really paying attention, Althalus replied. \"Is this the part where you tell us you're going to kill us.\" It was less of a question and more of an automatic sarcastic response. As the man declared that he couldn't tolerate insects, Althalus rolled his eyes. \"It is, oh goody. What are you going to do? Teleport around the room? Shoot dark shadows from you-\" What ever tired mocking he had left was suddenly silenced as the loud screeching noise filled his hearing, making him instinctively curse and cover his ears. The only reason he didn't fall to his knees was because an immobile assassin was a dead assassin. He wanted to be prepared for whatever the masked bastard threw at them.\n\nStill. Hard to be prepared for your own shadow turning into a pile of tentacles with mouth. \n\n\"Oh! Summon tentacle monsters from our shadows. That's...different.\" He darted backwards as his own shadow thing (Uth, he thought he heard Daren or whatever his name was say) lashed out at him. He stumbled, having crashed into Helena in the process. \"Sorry, trying not to di-Hey! I'm solid again!\" He grinned, looking over at Helena. \"Pass me some of my knives would you? You do still have them right?\"\n\nAramir, Sansar\n\nAramir hated the heat. She hated it almost more than she hated the people they were forced to play nice with. It constantly beat down on her, making her sweat out what felt like twice her own body weight. She had wanted to stay inside, maybe drink some more water before some madman tried to kill them. But her companions had wanted to go outside on the ramp, and she wasn't about to stay behind alone in the palace and make small talk with their guide. So here she was, standing in the heat, almost wishing she was sitting down with this new 'King' of Yarosmere.\n\nShe supposed that the desert had some form of beauty to it, if you could stand the heat, but right now she hated it with every fiber of her being. What I'd give just to be amongst the endless snow storms for just one more minute...why did I let Myrn talk me into going to this hellish place? She sighed wistfully, before looking up in minor alarm at one of the guards. He was aiming his crossbow at a group, too far out to be identified, and seemed to be on the verge of firing. \n\n\"Wouldn't it be better to wait till we see who it is before shooting them?\" It was more of a general question to the group, rather than the guard. She didn't expect him to acknowledge her, much less listen.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Althalus Marik" }, { "text": "Baulder\n\nBaulder brought his hand to his jaw and rubbed his rather sore skin. Baulder had... not enjoyed being beaten, even if it was for a ruse. He may have punched back once. The Sand Cobra's had not taken too kindly to that and settled for just knocking him over. So now his jaw was bruised a rather dark color. Oddly enough, he hadn't felt the need to throw up after this teleport. Maybe it was just that he had eaten so much of the rebels food that it kept him safe. Or it could be that he was half dazed from the slug to the jaw. Whatever the case Baulder found his arms on the outside edge of the pile and he began pulling himself from the group. Feeling his legs drag over other people was a bit of an odd sensation to Baulder. His rough and calloused feet felt odd against someones bare skin. It was, an interesting feeling to Baulder.\n\nAs he extracted himself from the mass of living beings he found himself standing on soft, burning sand. Luckily he still had remnants of his shoes on his feet. Granted, leather wasn't stopping all of the heat from the sand it was atleast stopping most of it. He hated the heat, the heat of the day was long gone but it's remnants had been left all over the landscape, including the hot sand. The air was not terribly warm and was acceptable to his taste. He looked around and saw the high walls of the city again. \"Even in the night the ground, it is uncomfortable. Why would people choose to live here.\"", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nSsarak tracked the thief up to the point where he headed into the warehouse, after which he circled around the warehouse quickly to check exactly where the exits to the building were. If they had to head in after him, they would need to cover each entrance to make sure he had no escape. Hopefully, they would get him cornered and force him to surrender. Getting him alive would allow them to interrogate him to find out why and how he had planned this theft. It was most likely not random. \n\nQuite fortunately for Lyn, Ssarak had a clear view of the rooftop that she had attempted to jump to. He was upset that she was even attempting such a thing, but helping her took priority over blaming her. Ssarak swooped down towards her, made a half circle back to slow down quickly, then touched down just at the edge of the rooftop, right above her. He reached down to grab her by the wrist, then effortlessly pulled her light body up onto the rooftop with him. \"I think you shall need wings if you wish to attempt a jump like that.\" He commented. \"The thief ran into this warehouse, and…\"\n\nSsarak cut himself off as he concentrated on the minds around him. There were three others moving in, though Ssarak could not see them from where he was. \"There may be others.\" He warned as he tried to find as many of his friends' minds as he could in order to send a message. \"The thief has ran into this warehouse; he may not be alone. Myself and Lyn are on the roof. I will see if there is a way to climb in from above; if not, it may be wise to attack from multiple angles.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nNox Mission \n\nHelena had managed to sidestep the dark tentacles that reached for her, just barely. They closed around where her feet had been a few seconds ago, but caught air instead of her boot. She looked away for a second as she heard Drake's cry of pain. \"Shit,\" she hissed, looking back just in time to see the rest of them reaching for Darell since he'd been the bigger threat to it. \"Fuck me.\"\n\nDarell's words reached her as she stumbled backwards, almost losing her footing as she did so. \"Well that would have been good to know about two seconds ago,\" she shot back. \"So time to use some heat then.\" \n\nTaking a deep breath, she called up the fire that had been bubbling to get out since she'd been pulled down into this darkness. Control, at least a little, was something she'd learned. And her aim wasn't too bad either. As the beast stalked towards Darell she shot a few balls of fire at its backside, aiming for the legs so as to slow it down. They seemed to hit well, but she wasn't certain if that would do all that much to it anyways. Magic or not, she didn't think these things would be so easy to take down.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak knelt down next to the wooden hatch and tried to listen for any movement below, though his hearing was not the best for listening for faint sounds. Not to mention, the warded mind of the thief made it difficult for him to reach inside and discern his exact location. But, one thing that Ssarak was sure of was the fact that they could not afford to wait long. It was possible the thief might know of a secret exit, so they had to act quickly, or risk losing their property. \n\n \"I have an entrance on the roof. I can jump down inside safely, capture, and hold their attention. Everyone else, enter from different entrances and hit them from all angles immediately afterwards. With luck, our thief or thieves will surrender immediately. If not, prepare for a fight.\" Ssarak said telepathically to all of his allies. \n\nSsarak looked to Lyn and spoke quietly. \"It would not be wise of me to try to jump down carrying you. I do not know what I am dropping into. You carry plants or seeds with you, correct? Can you support me from up here, Lyn?\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Althalus\n\nAlthalus quickly and easily caught the daggers, tucking all but two into hidden sheathes. \"You never know, I'm guessing you've never held properly forged knives.\" He danced out of the way of his own Uth, smiling and listening. He had no idea how to murder these things, but Darrel did. His smile dropped as first Darrel got hit towards the abyss, and then the new one with the sword began screaming as he was gnawed upon. \"Gods damn it. These were my good knives.\" He sighed, dodging his own Uth yet again. \"She's gonna be pissed.\" Taking a deep breath, and glancing regretfully at the two knives in his hands, Althalus focused his magic. Rust began to creep quickly along them, pitting the blades and filling them with rot as the assassin filled his blades with the power of decay. He threw one at the monster gnawing on Drake's leg, the dagger flashing through the air before sinking hilt deep into the side of the Uth. The creature screamed and fell on the ground, writhing, as the decay magic began to spread to it. \n\n\"That's one.\" He turned his attention to the one Helena had wounded, it shrieking and hissing as the fireballs struck it. His other dagger whistled through the air, striking it in the chest. It shrieked as well, leaping backwards. Althalus darted out of the way of his Uth again, drawing another dagger. \"Colette! Go get Darrel. We'll keep them off of you.\" He waved his dagger at the Uth, the thing approaching him. \"You don't want to end up like your friends do you? Why don't we just all play nice, and you leave and I leave, hmm?\" It ignored him, leaping forward again.\n\nSansar, Yarosmere. Aramir.\n\nAs the guard aimed his bow at the crowd in the distance, he glanced between Darius and the slowly approaching group. For a few tense seconds, it seemed like he would fire anyway. Then, scowling, he brought his crossbow down and unloaded it. As the group approached and individual members were able to be picked out, Aramir breathed a sigh of relief. It was their friends. Friends who looked like they had been beaten up, but alive none the less. \"Open the gate. It's the rest of our group.\" The guard looked at her skeptically, but then glanced at Darius again and shouted the order. The gates creaked open, and the rest of the College students limped in, sporting various injuries.\n\nThe soldiers began to take them to the infirmary, but Aramir waved them off. \"We can take care of our own.\" The soldiers hesitated, then shrugged. They had tried. They couldn't force the visitors to take care of themselves. \n\nWalking away to an empty part of the courtyard, the students taken by the rebels were examined and had the worst of their wounds patched as they explained what had happened to them and the situation with the Resistance. Aramir whistled quietly. \"That's certainly food for thought.\" She jumped as Yolin's voice rang across the courtyard. \"Friends! I'm so glad that you're alive, but absolutely disgusted that the Resistance would disgrace us by treating you in such away. You have my word that we will find and destroy them. There will be nothing left of those cowardly fools but ash and blood by the time we are done.\" He clapped his hands together. \"Enough of that though! The King is ready, as is dinner. You will be given a few minutes to freshen up, and then begin to eat!\"\n\nFifteen minutes later, the college students were seated at a large table, the King closest to them at their right, the rest of his court farther down to their left. A veritable feast laid out before them, steaming meats and soups, spices, vases of drinks. It seemed that there was no expense spared for their arrival. The King, Prophet of the Sand God, looked at them with calculating eyes. \"I imagine the College has questions about my reign.\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Leith Calder\n\nAfter some searching, Leith was able to find a door to the warehouse. Set in the alleyway between two stacks of boxes. Leith made himself comfortable beside one of those stacks. As he waited for instructions from Ssarak, thoughts of the chase came back to him. He had so quickly run out of breath as he chased after the thief, and because of that, he wasn't able to follow after Lyn. She had nearly fallen to the street below. If there hadn't been anyone else there to save Lyn, there would have been no way for him to reach her, and it would have been his fault if she got seriously injured, or even killed.\n\nLeith grit his teeth. This made it three times, now, that Leith had had a hand in the safety of Lyn. Two of those times he had failed. It did not paint a good picture about his ability to protect those he cared about. He sighed. Now was not a good time to think on such things. With a bit of effort, he pushed his worries to the back of his mind. Back to the task at hand. Ssarak had once again contacted them with a plan. With nothing else to do but wait, Leith took to examining the patterns of the grain on the door.\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nDarius Jura\n\nDarius glared down at the guard, ready to slap the crossbow down if the man continued on his line of thought in shooting the unconfirmed group of people. But nothing needed to be done. The guard lowered his crossbow and unloaded it. Soon enough it was clear that it was the students abducted by the rebels. Darius smiled and slapped the man on the back. \"Good choice. Remember, you are on watch to protect the city and her people. You do neither if you end up harming the people you were supposed to protect.\" With that, he left to regroup with the others. \n\nOnce they had been all caught up and patched up, they were taken to have dinner with the new King of Yarosmere. The man looked at each of them before asking his question.\n\n\"I imagine the College has questions about my reign.\"\n\nDarius gave the man a deep nod before speaking. \n\n\"Something like that. It is not often a new nation is formed from beneath an existing one. Can you tell us how that came to be?\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "text": "SNAP\n\nThat sound was the worst thing Henri could possibly hear at that moment. He didn't even need to look to understand what happened. Lyn wasn't able to hold the orc anymore. The time was now. Henri had to do something that second, otherwise she would simply cut him down with her machete.\n\nHastily proceeding to the second part of his 'plan' Henri jerked her arm and shifted his weight to knock her down, but he wasn't expecting her to throw herself backwards as well. With a heavy impact, Henri fell to the ground, his back hitting the roof with full force making him let out a pained gasp and loosing his grasp at the woman for a second. But that was all that she needed, grabbing Henri's leg with a renewed vigor, she tried to break his leg with a tight grasp. Henri would already dead only if wasn't for the fact that she had dropped her weapons.\n\nThere wasn't much more to do, Henri was completely out of strength, he was tired, his muscles protested every time he moved and he was almost passing out due to his hunger. Lyn was not in a good state as well, the spell she used drained her completely.\nBut once again, lady luck smiled to Henri once more as a loud voice coming from somewhere said that it was time to retreat.\n\n\"We will meet again… and next time, you will die.\" The orc woman said, already up and rushing towards the edge of the roof.\n\n\"Next... time, I won't be... tired, hungry and thirsty...\" Henri said, breathing heavily, almost passing out, but still with a provocative smile on his face.\n\n\"I'll surely look forward to our next... dance.\" He said, kneeling on the ground and trying to get up as the orc woman fled the roof.\n\nLyn and Henri were safe... for now. But Henri was in a bad state. Probably worse than Lyn. Even if he tried to get up, his legs didn't have enough strength to even sustain her own weight, and his vision was getting blurry and dark. Even though he fought to keep his eyes open, his body was simply too tired...\n\n\"Lyn... We might have a... small problem....\" He said, with an awkward smile on his face, blinking his eyes and trying to focus on her, but he only saw a big blur on the place where Lyn should be.\n\n\"Going to the college on foot and not packing any... Provisions, might not have been the brightest idea...\" He said, leaning to the side and falling on the ground.\n\nBefore his vision went dark, the last thing he could see was a man getting out of a hatch on the roof with a pair of wings on his back. Together with the strange winged being, he could smell and see a pillar of smoke getting out of the hatch.\n\n\"Hey... Angel... The 'old man' will get mad at you... if he sees you 'down there'.\" Henri said with a chuckle and a mischievous smile, making a joke about the stranger's aspect before his vision went completely black...\n\n@EliteCommander", "username": "13org", "char_name": "Henri Larue" }, { "text": "Leith Calder\n\nThe floor of the warehouse was cold. The chill seeped into Leith's body as he stared at the ceiling. He needed to get out of the warehouse. There was a fire, and he could see smoke gathering above him. With great effort, he hauled himself off the floor. With the smoke and the dizziness that still plagued him, Leith could not remember where the door was. He felt his way about the boxes until he reached the wall. From there he searched for the door.\n\nIt took him a few moments, but he found it. He was glad that he had. The smoke was making it hard to breathe. He opened the door and stumbled to the ground, coughing violently. Fresh air was nice. Cold, but nice. Leith looked up from his position and saw the box. \n\n\"Oh hey, the box.\" \n\nLeith then noticed Keri fighting with the man who took the box. \"Oh...\" He pulled himself up using the wall as support. The world swayed underneath his feet and he could taste blood. \n\nOh, fun.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "Alaira Taenn\n\nAfter a time, Alaira felt like she'd spent enough time on the roof. She hadn't had a whole lot to think about lately, stuck 'going through the motions' as she was. Get up, go to class, make hinges or something, piss around, go to bed. Day in, day out, with little in the way of higher purpose to guide her. She never used to think a whole lot, really. She'd just go from fight to fight, and if she couldn't find one, she'd make one. Didn't think about it, didn't need to. The violence itself was all that mattered. Now? Now she did a lot of thinking, tried to find some... point in it all. She still loved a good scrap but it was getting harder and harder to justify it to herself. \n\nAnd that wasn't even the important question. The important question was... Why? Why did she suddenly feel this way? However, even with this newfound introspection she was still her, and the lack of any real activity was starting to leave her a bit stir-crazy. So, come to think about it, she did still have a lot to think about, but it was all questions she'd already asked and hadn't found any answers to. In any event, she's sure someone would throw a fit if she sat up here too much longer, didn't wanna ruin the shingles. So, she slowly began her descent. She was not adept enough with Aeromancy to survive simply jumping off and gliding to the bottom, so she simply lowered herself off the edge and kept her hand to the wall, using her magic to slowly slide down from roof to roof. The final drop to the ground was far too tall, however. \n\nAlaira clicked her tongue as she looked over the edge... Looks like I'm above a hall... probably. She thought, looking over the edge again. There might be a window open, she could use that to get back inside. Sure enough, there was an open window. She smirked and cracked her knuckles, that would do just fine! She sure hoped nobody was sitting in front of it... She stretched a bit to the left, bit to the right, inhale, exhale... And jumped. During her descent she called upon a gust of wind to knock her back into the open window, curling and bracing for impact. It was pretty simple really, but it was going to hurt. Thankfully nobody was sitting right in front of the window when she came barreling inside, hitting the ground and rolling a short ways before collapsing in a heap. With a pained groan she slowly began to rise, looking up to see... Well, she figured the girl was a student. She hadn't seen her before, that's for sure. Red hair, green eyes, piercings. The most she could offer was a weak smile as she rose to her full height. Huh. The girl looked taller from the ground. \"Heh. Uh... Hey. And you are...?\"", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Lyn, Shimmerstone\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nLyn had missed most the conversation with Henri and Althalus. She was driven to try to separate the pair before things escalated into a physical confrontation, especially here. As friendly as Eania appeared, her father wasn't wrong that one wrong step could cause the College to cut all ties and leave them all to fend for themselves. She had hoped some time apart might help lower the tense situation. As her steps slowed, she recalled her mood flowers stashed in her pouch. Promptly she reached a hand into it then began to rummage around to show Henri and Helena. Her fingers had just grasped them when his serious expression caught her attention. \n\nShe rarely had seen him looking so... different. \n\nLyn frowned. She wondered if he was upset, now feeling the need to apologize. Her father could be difficult to handle, something she knew from birth, causing the young hybrid to decide upon talking with him later over this. Before she could apologize for his behavior, Henri's words stopped her thoughts cold in their tracks. Her stomach bottomed out in her middle where it coiled in on itself. Breath seemed to flee from her very core seeing a rare venom seeping into the charming face. \n\nFor an endless moment, conflict wiggled itself into her chest. The threat knocked the wind out of her in one swift punch as it \ncaught her off guard. She knew he was likely upset, but she didn't think he would threaten her family or ask her to deliver it. It wasn't a secret among the college she was Marya's and Athalus' daughter. The impact of request seeped through Lyn causing her to step on reflex. Quickly, his dark expression vanished like smoke in the air. \n\nLike nothing ever happened. Part of her feverishly wished she didn't see it. She didn't want to think that Henri and her father would kill each other one day, each laying in a pool of his own blood. Especially since she couldn't just tell her own flesh and blood to stay away from her. \n\nLyn didn't move as Henri addressed Helena, his suggestive wink missed by her numb mind. It was likely easily confused with fluster, but it was far from it in reality. Her mind was silently screaming. \n\nArcanite bursted through her fingers into the seeds. The vines, without control or focus, blossomed quickly along her arm. Their stems crisscrossed across her skin as they dug into the skin. All the thorns buried past the soft scales into the veins beneath causing superficial cuts. Lyn's mind barely registered what she had done or Helena's words until the liquid stained the pale rosy surface. \n\nShe hissed, then ripped her arm from her pouch to examine it. Her eyes widened in shock for the moment before she quickly excused herself. \n\n \"It's alright, I'll just… I need to take care of this. I'll catch up with you two in the marketplace later. In a few hours?\" Without letting either of them answer, Lyn then slowly pushed into the crowd. When she gotten far enough, she bolted off.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" }, { "text": "Alaira Taenn\nAlaira smirked and crossed her arms behind her head. \"Yeah, Yeah. I'm not really feelin' like cracking heads today.\" She said, looking up to the sky. It was... unusual for her to say something like that, but she had been rather less violent than usual lately so perhaps it wasn't so shocking after all. She'd... well, she'd wanted to spend time with Athalus today, but it was more or less impossible to do that without Mar around. She'd noticed Darius had arrived, apparently. She barely knew him, only that he still held a grudge from that disaster of a mission. \"And I see you've still got that stick up your ass.\" She said flatly, rolling her eyes. She didn't really feel like fighting today. She just wanted to do something else for once. \n\nShe sighed, taking a step back and raising her arms. \"You guys just... have fun, alright? I'm gonna take a look around.\" She said. She didn't really give them a chance to reply of course, simply walking away with the sort of blunt abruptness she was known for. She stuffed her hands in her pockets as she walked through the crowds, sighing heavily. It was funny. She knew so many people now, but she felt more alone then ever. Before she could wallow any further in her own misery, she'd noticed someone run past her, on the other side of the street. \"Was that...\" She started, staring after the figure... \"Lyn...\" She said, dumbstruck. What... what could she be running for? She started to follow, using her magic to scale a building, watching her to see where she went as she hopped from building to building. She wouldn't interfere unless she stopped or was in danger. Something was very wrong, obviously, but she couldn't just call for her or tackle her or something...", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" } ]

[ { "text": "Keri Wolf\n\nKeri watched as the castle gates appeared into her view. Her eyes widen in amazement . A menacing smile played across her lips exposing her whitened fangs. A feast within her grasp. A offering of meat. Keri violently shook her head, heartbeats pounded in her ears continuously. In the past days, insanity played as her only friend. Her starvation started to kick in as if she was kick in the gut by a horse.\n\n\"I'm in control.\" She whispered in a faint voice.\n\nKeri noted many guards which roamed the grounds. Two seemed to be posted by the gate. She felt some of the previously passed guards gain a tighter hold of their weapons. This just added to her already maxed out stress. Her palms became sweaty as what seemed to be a fair ground formed behind the already ajared gates. Keri noticed her breathing become labored as she watched groups form within the area.\n\nKeri took a deep breath then continued on her search. Her mouth watered. She ended up stopping random people asking if the knew someone named Satori. The answer was the same every time making her frustration rise and her impossible goal seem farther away.\n\nThe need to find her friend became more urgent as minutes went by.\n\nWhen Keri was just about to the carousel, she felt a gentle breeze brushed by her. On instinct she let out a warning hiss while her hair settled back into place. She noticed the ground closer than before and brought herself up again. Her eyes darted around in uncontainable excitement once she realised one else seem to have felt it.\n\nKeri knew there was no breeze when she walked inside the gates. She continued with extreme caution while searching for the person who just passed her by but in udder disappointment no solid object stood out.\n\nUpon arriving at her designation, and turning her head to the nearest group, Keri noticed a demon standing by a child, a human, Eysire, as well as an odd looking elf. She stood there lost in the slime possible that she would be able to approach the others as well as maybe the demon itself. Gathering her courage she decided to approach them for more information just to notice the demon leaving the group. Keri slightly turned away for a retreat, but decided against it forcing herself to interact with the odd group.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Lyn \n\nLyn listened, hearing Mei's description and slowly let her imagination run rampant. Birds, cows, and several other creatures cropped up in her head where they swirled around in a blender, twisting in bizarre creations. Some were mixed match creatures. Like cows with eight legs to bird like wings or horses with beaks, and even birds with compound eyes. Others looked like the physical representations of their names such as horseflies, dogfish, and more. The pure silliness in her head was enough to make Lyn giggle out loud, her hand raised to stifle it, as the mood was undisturbed by her guardian's rudeness. \n\nWhen they arrived at the carousel, her eyes scrunched up in question. At finally seeing the thing her uncle was excited about and she then peered down in question at him. Mainly her eyes were asking if that thing still worked at all. Despite the paint job and repaired parts, it still looked like there was already several years under its belt. \n\nTo add to her growing anxiety, Lyn noticed it was mostly children who was riding and without being accompanied by adults. The seats were gradually emptied to release the prior riders and they followed the workers, mostly human leading them toward an exit. Meanwhile new customers were bring led to the various mounts then carefully instructed to sit down, hold on tightly and remain still. There didn't appear to be any sort of harnesses unlike the saddles and other safety measures many of the teachers made when they let her ride the many animals. \n\nTyrael didn't seem to notice her glance. Instead, he picked her up and placed her down, allowing her feet to find purchase upon the firm ground behind. She was literally placed behind the earlier female. It was the very one who had made an impatient comment and was still likely tapping her foot, wanting to get onto the ride herself. Ignoring the woman for a moment, Lyn peered around her to watch Tyrael's larger figure move through the collection of individuals. He easily parted the crowds in the line who spotted him and gave him wide berth, thanks to his appearance. It likely looked like he was cutting in line to most. \n\nLyn shook her head not fully understanding everyone's fear of her god father. \n\nUnable to hear his conversation, her head turned to introduce herself to the woman. Though she promised Leith, as well as the others, she would speak physically, the idea of looking strange in front of a possible new friend was not something she wanted. Not to mention her struggling to make sounds and noises could be seen as rude. So, the child let her rune do the talking. \n\nThe friendly, childish voice broke out across the air toward the half elf and human. Lyn's left hand clasped her rune while her free hand raised outward in greeting like she had seen numerous people do in the past. To the woman, Lyn almost looked identical to a normal, healthy human six year old. In reality, her mental state was more around seven or nine, though her eyes also gave away her origins. The pupils were thin and curved down, much like a snake's. Despite the reaction she might gain, Lyn tried to be nice as she could when she spoke. 'Hello. My name is Lyn, you waiting for carousel too?'\n\nBefore the older woman could answer, movement caused Lyn attention and shifted her head to identify it. It was a Naersan human of slight paleness wearing a dark, green tunic and buck breeches heading their direction. The newcomer's boots clipped along the college's cobblestone grounds, her three swords wiggled at her hips, as something seemed off to the child. Her serpent like tongue flickered from her lips to catch the scent and wrinkled her nose abruptly. It was human...yet, something was off. Something she couldn't quite understand and out of her past experience. It perked her curiosity enough to make her stare then follow where the woman walked to, unsure if it was polite to call her over or wait.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Colette\n\nColette sighed and finally picked up the chest. She quickly returned to her room to put it back under her bed before she returned to the fesst. She noticed that Lucllia was back also back. She smiled Gael that she loved her candy tonight. She knew already that the effect of tasting the candy gave her finally wore off so she was back to only able to tasting blood. Perhaps when she had more time she could make the effect even more than just a few minutes.\n\nShe looked at Hyllos and told her she could fly around if she wasted to before she went to loom for someone to talk to. At the corner of her eye, she saw Annabeth sitting there. \n\n[i]'Hmm we haven't talked since the mission. I hope she doesn't hate me because I fed off her'[i] that thought made a pang of guilty was go through her p, but she buried it knowing that she should be happy for the festival. She slowly made her way to Annabeth until she stood behind her.\n\n\"Hi Annabeth\" she said nervously playing with her braided hair wondering if she would like her new outfit as well.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Keri Wolf\n\nKeri walked a few steps back. Her nervous look formed into a glare. She allowed her eyes to dart to the right. This path was mostly clear. Keri's eyes then shifted to the left. Too much meat in my way to escape.\n\n\"I'm not nervous. I'm looking for someone. Her name is Satori.\" She said in almost a hiss.\n\nThis wasn't the first time a stranger approached her and it probably wouldn't be the last. Keri's mind almost replayed the tragic events. Her body formed shivers down her spine. She violently shook her head clear. Stop thinking about it. Find Satori first then back to hunting them down.\n\nKeri took a deep breath. Her throat began to burn. She felt her body trying to go into a crouch but she refused to let the action happen. Suddenly she sensed something off around her. It was somewhat a familiar smell but different causing ripples goosebumps on Keri's arms.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAs Annabeth looked for Khan she heard a familiar voice behind her. Turning and she saw Colette, dressed fine as always. Annabeth wondered how many fancy dresses Colette has. Must be a perk of being Lucilia's friend. Annabeth also noticed her friend had a box with her. A bit small and doesn't really match her dress, Annabeth guessed it was a gift of some sort. Thinking about it, it has been almost a year since the two of them enrolled at the college. Things have been very eventful. Why just a few days ago, Annabeth was fed off this same girl. Instinctively, Annabeth touched her neck. The marks where Colette fed from Annabeth was gone, now replaced by love bites from either Aramir or Myrn. \"I guess in a way, Colette was my first.\" Laughing that dirty thought aside Annabeth approached her vampire friend.\n\n\"Hello Colette! You look amazing, as usual. Though I'm a bit surprised to see you out here! You're normally so... Shy.\" Of course if Colette wanted to change and be more outgoing, that was good. Annabeth would be proud of that. Now that she thought about it, perhaps she should introduce Colette to some of her family. Which only reminded Annabeth what she needed to be doing. \"Oh! Colette, have you seen the headmaster, Khan, around? I need to ask a favor of him!\"", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" }, { "text": "Colette\n\n\"Oh no I haven't seen him. I just talked to Lucllia about something\" she said hiding her disappointment. She wanted to spend a little time with her friend but it seemed she was busy. \"I decided to come and enjoy this.\"She said with a small smile. She saw Hyllos nearby as if sensing her inner emotions and she sent a mental message that she was fine making Hyllos relax a little and fly around more.\n\n\"Sorry if I am not a big help Annabeth if you want I could leave you alone since you seem to be looking for someone else\" She said.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Leith looked up when Ovak leaned into him whispered that they were going to become quite popular. The woman that approached them looked quite interesting. He wasn't sure if the wings were real or not, but she sure looked the part of a vampire, at least, the ones in some stories. When she introduced herself and asked to speak to Ovak, Leith stood up and spoke to the Archmage. \"Well, this sounds like a more private conversation. I'll leave you two be.\" He nodded to Ovak and Grey and gave a small bow to Shaltear \"I hope that whatever problem you have is cleared up as cleanly as possible.\" With that he left the Archmage's table. He shuddered. He definitely did not want to be on the wrong side of that woman's anger. \n\nHe left the dining hall and wandered the grounds. It looked quite impressive. He made his way through the hallways, idly running his hand along the wall. It wasn't for a few moments that he realized that he was running his right hand along the wall and it was making a loud scraping noise. It rang for a few seconds after he stopped. He chuckled as he examined the small scratch marks that he had accidentally made as he walked. With a shrug, he continued down the hallway and turned a corner where he saw Annabeth and someone else. They were walking in his direction so he waved at them and idly wondered if they heard the scraping noise. \"Hello, Annabeth, and Hello...\" Leith frowned. The girl looked familiar, but he wasn't sure if he knew her name. \"I don't know your name. I'm Leith.\" He snapped his fingers as he remembered where he had seen her. \"You're in the Demonmancy class, aren't you?\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "text": "Leith Calder, Lyn's Hunt\n\nLeith was sitting on the ground in the forest pretty far away from the meadow that Lyn was currently in, examining the first aid kit he was given for the mission. All of it was laid out neatly in front of him. It had something for quite a few minor injuries, even a couple more major ones. He frowned once he saw the sutures. He had some skill with them, but that was before he had a gauntlet fused to his hand. He still didn't have the finesse to control such small items with as much ease he had before. With a sigh, he started putting everything back into the first aid kit. \n\nOnce everything was put away, Leith stood up and stretched. The day was nice and there was plenty of moisture in the air. It was strange how easy it was that he could sense and control water he couldn't see. It was almost as if he had experience doing it. One thing he discovered that he could sense were heartbeats. He reached his hand out in front of him and a ball of water was pulled from the air and hovered above his hand. Chuckling, he dropped the ball of water and looked around for some animals that he could send in Lyn's direction. \n\nA rustling noise coming from a nearby bush caught Leith's attention. He focused on the area of the bush and sensed a very fast-moving, rhythmic liquid, most likely blood. There was an animal there, and from the speed of heartbeat, a smaller one. He focused on the moisture in the air to a point opposite of the meadow and forced it to rattle around the bush. After he had done that, a brown rabbit came bolting out of the bush. It was not going in the direction of the meadow, though. It was running parallel to the meadow, and in the direction of Summer, a girl in his group that he had not met before. He still had to work on direction when not seeing water. \n\n\"Hey! There's a rabbit headed your way, try to push it towards the meadow!\" He shouted in Summer's direction.\n\n\n\n---\n\n\nDarius Jura, Catacombs\n\nDarius had been among the first to arrive at the gates to the catacombs. He leaned against one of the walls as he waited for the others to arrive at the gates. The two that arrived after him made him scoff. A man that had a look of madness about him and hardly any armor, and a girl that looked like she wasn't out of her teens yet. He turned back to the stick he was whittling to a point and shook his head. He didn't count on them lasting long in the catacombs. As he waited, he thought about his progress in learning how to control his Aeromancy \n\nHe was finally able to control the wind without having to get angry. His anger still had control over his power, though. Whenever he'd get extremely angry he'd create small motes of air that would pop around him and make wind currents that flew around him. His ability to gain power and speed had also gotten better, and he can now do it for a longer period of time. \n\nWhen Darius was done whittling his stick he dropped it and started pacing along the wall. He was starting to get tired of waiting.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "Tyrael Marcrosias\n\nSlowly, everyone began to gather. First was Darius, then Ssarak, and soon Tyrael had a small party of students gathered. He knew a few more would arrive soon, but he wasn't going to wait for them. They can catch up or go home. Grabbing his things Tyrael was about to open the doors when Baulder asked a question. Not a very important questions to Tyrael anyways, but he might as well educate the weirdo. \"Not long. Once digested and secreted, your imp will resurrect and can be summoned. But that is irrelevant. We are not going to the Inferno. You will all die if that was the case.\" Tyrael said quite plainly. While he can use his magic to protect them from the Inferno's inherently hostile nature, there would be much bigger problems at hand if for some reason everyone was forcefully transported into the Inferno.\n\nAfter answering Baulder's question Tyrael went to get the door open. The iron gate was barred closed with heavy iron-and-wood logs, which Tyrael moved without much trouble. Opening the catacomb doors the first thing that would hit everyone was the stale smell of preservatives and the faint smell of death. As the name implies, the catacombs housed much of the college's dead, be it students, teachers, or strangers who chose to be buried here rather than home or wherever. Despite their connection with death, the catacombs are generally a peaceful place, aside from the vermin and occasional walking undead. Students are allowed to use certain corpses for their magical experimentation, but only after approval of the teachers, typically Uicle since he is the Necromancy Professor. Tyrael himself has very little to do in the catacombs and rarely goes this way, but today was different. The catacombs not only housed the college's dead, but it was the only location on the college grounds were Tyrael could reliable access the Ravine. While there were plenty of locations scattered throughout the Twilight Hold, their entrances had a tendency to seal or otherwise be inaccessible. It didn't help that ever since the demon attack, Tyrael had also sealed any known entrances to prevent more demonic invasions. And to make sure Mar doesn't run away.\n\nAlthough Tyrael himself has no need for it, he lit a torch for illumination. But it did not glow red like most fires, but some sort of sickly green color. Fairy Fire: as bright as a normal flame, but produces no heat, uses no air, and creates no smoke. It can even be put inside a sealed container and the flame won't go out. Handy when one needs light but doesn't want to risk burning something. The fact that they were cheap and easy to make made Fairy Fire the most common means of illumination in the college. Once Tyrael had his torch out he walked into the catacombs, informing the students of what they were here to do.\n\n\"First we go through the catacombs to reach the Ravine. There are zombies here. Weak, but sneaky. And vermin crawling about. Rats, bats, lizards. They are all diseased. Do not get bit. When we reach the Ravine Entrance, I will tell you what we need to find.\"\n\nThe fact that Tyrael, Overlord of the Inferno, Professor of Demonomancy, The Forge Master, needed the student's help with hunting monsters should imply just how tough some of these creatures are. But he didn't really elaborate beyond that. He'd tell them more once they actually got to the Ravine, since the catacombs will make sure to weed out any of the weaker-willed students.\n\nLittle did Tyrael know, however, was that there was more then vermin and skeletons in the catacombs. As the party traveled down further into the catacombs, Tyrael came across a disturbing sight. \"Ah shite...\" Quickening his pace Tyrael came across the corpse of some strange animal. It's body was torn apart, with limbs scattered about. But as Tyrael looked at the body, he realized that it was not claws and fangs that ripped the creature apart, but blades and probably tentacles. Crushed bones at the torn off limbs implied that the creature was able to wrap their tendril around the area and tear it off. The cuts on the body were too clean to be claws or teeth, and likely were a manufactured or at least carved blade of stone or bone. The blood was still wet, which meant the monster was recently killed. The fact that this creature belonged in the Ravine, instead of the catacomb, worried him.\n\n\"Change of plans. This is a ridge hound. A common pest in the Ravine. If they are here, then the entrance to the Ravine is open. Kill all the ridge hounds. They are weak, but there are many, and they breed rapidly. Destroy their eggs, leave no survivors. We will split into two teams. Ssarak you will come with me. We will head to the Ravine entrance and see what has happened. The rest of you, stay together and kill everything you come across. If other students arrive, tell them to help you eradicate the Ridge Hounds.\"\n\nNot one to waste, Tyrael took out his big knife and carved out some parts from the Ridge Hounds. He took the Sulkus Gland, which he'll need in the event that there is poison at work. He also, with great care and focus, removed a thin black vein from the Ridge Hound's skull. He carefully closed the ends and put the vein into a small bag. Then he crushed the skull under his foot before taking out his great bow and moving onward.", "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": "Althalus Lyn's Hunt\n\nAlthalus smirked at Mar. \"Me? I'm just admiring your lovely tunic. It fits you so much more better than it fits me. You're the most likely out of the two of us to spot and point out any rabbits. And besides, I enjoy looking at you far more than I enjoy looking for rabbits. After this hunt, with Alaira and Lyn and the rest celebrating, perhaps we can celebrate in our own way.\" He smiled, his eyes traveling up and down Mar's form, leaving no doubt as to what his idea of celebrating was. He glanced at her twitching tail and chuckled. \"Have I ever mentioned you're cute when you're irritated? Because you are.\" \n\nHis smirk vanished as he turned to see what had made the cracking noise. At Mar's words he couldn't help but chuckle. \"See? You even spotted the giant moose before I did.\" He began to pull out his crossbow. \"We'll deal with it.\" Before anything could happen, though a Snow Elf came and quite handily dealt with the moose sending it along on it's way. After a moment, Althalus put his crossbow up. \"Never mind. Enzius will take care of it. We'll just keep an eye out for more...\" He gestured vaguely. \"Wildlife that Lyn won't have too much trouble with.\"\n\nAramir, Catacombs\n\nAramir followed the group, barely catching the tail end of it in time for the venture. Her ring was glowing slightly, giving her more light to work by as she examined the surrounding area. She merely quirked an eyebrow as Tyrael left with Ssarak, stringing her bow. Taking their two strongest fighters out of the way seemed like a bad idea, but it wasn't her place to critique or deal with the leader of the expedition, especially since he was both Tyrael and gone. \n\nShe glanced idly at Myrn. Ever since their drunken escapade, she had avoided the elf. She found it awkward, to say the least. But right now wasn't the time to be worried about her sex life. \"Ridge Hounds are fast, vicious, and usually travel in packs. Large packs. Aim ahead of them so they run into your attack and don't get split off from the group. They'll merely surround then slaughter you. On the bright side, you can usually kill them with one blow and they wound easy. You'll just have to do it over and over again until there aren't fifty of them anymore!\" She smiled at the Forest Elf and then stood. \"So, does anyone have any ideas where to start?\"\n\nLeith's rings, Lyn's hunt\n\nSlade and Mackendrick...E'doc'sil...new bloods. The Wild Generals and their latest servants are here. Prepare yourself and your friends. They come for the child, and to kill its mother's tribe.\n\nThe voice of the ring, long silent, suddenly whispered in Leith's skull.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Althalus Marik" }, { "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\nKeri waited for E'nasha's response only to hear a growl instead. She darted her eyes towards the woman just in time to watch a creature part from the shadows behind her partner, just to howl and move back into it's original position. Dread began to fill her newly stilled heart. Keri grounded her teeth as she felt something shift her hair. This had indeed just confirmed what she was starting to fear would happen. There seemed to be at least two of them for now. Her eyes searched only to dart up at the branch above her creaked.\n\nKeri shuffled away from the tree trying to put at least some distance from it. Keri glanced at her partner then towards the ground, as if to ask E'nasha would have enough time to run if things got anymore problematic. She knew that in worst case she would allow the human to have enough time to run as she could. Her undead heart refused to allow another human to die on her watch if she had anything to say about it. Quickly as Keri could she pulled the sword out of its hoister into ready position.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" } ]

[ { "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": "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak's sword was already drawn, but upon seeing the veritable wave of ridge hounds before them, he readied his shield as well. As far as underground caves were concerned, the catacombs were fairly large, but they were still more restrictive than he would have liked. Being able to fly above the beasts would have given him more than enough of an advantage, but that was not the situation he was in. In preparation for this excursion into the Ravine, he had naturally taken the time to learn of its common denizens, and fortunately, ridge hounds were anything but unusual. They were like pests, but much more deadly. \n\nIn the time since his last mission, Ssarak's abilities had expanded, and he intended to make use of them. The ridge hounds had no eyes with which to see, but their hearing easily compensated for that weakness. However, their hearing could be \"blinded\" in much the same way as eyesight. Towards the mass of hounds, he targeted an attack against the few in the front: an illusion of an extremely loud, piercing sound to briefly stun them. As they were leading the charge, any sudden delay was likely to sew some chaos among the crowd and potentially cause them to trip over one another. He then followed that attack with another, targeting some, but not all of the hounds. It would not be necessary to create the illusion for all of them, and would be more efficient with his blood. In their minds, he altered their perception of some of the other hounds around them so that they appeared to be something other than a ridge hound. These creatures were meant to be brutal and aggressive, but not greatly intelligent. They would attack anything they could view as prey. Many of those he targeted were nearer to the front, and a fight there would of course stall the group. Given their temperament, it could potentially draw in others behind them as well. \n\nSsarak stood directly alongside Tyrael with his weapons still at the ready. If his illusions opened up the proper opportunities, he would possibly move forward to engage them.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Colette Filatrault, Catacombs\n\nColette panted as she held her bleeding arm. Somehow it wasn't closing in her and she saw Hyllos get hit by the ridge hound and sent into the stone wall of the catacombs. She grew angry at this and glared at the ridge hound. her angry seemed to spike a similar feeling she got when she had first summoned Hyloos only it seemed a little bit more powerful than Hyllos.\n\n\"How dare you hit my friend. You will pay for that\" she said as a glow around her started to form. She let go of her bleeding arm to hold out her hand that was covered in her blood. A burst of light came out and a cat like creature appeared before her. It was tiny, but still a little bigger than Hyllos is. His fur was black completely but had a blood red belly. Unlike most cats this one had two tails instead of one and not the normal green eyes. His red eyes stared at the ridge hound and then looked at Colette who was back to holding her bleeding arm. He looked at her arm and then looked at the ridge hound. It glowed and grew the size of a German Shepard. \n\n\"Attack....Atticus\" Colette said falling to the ground slightly feeling dizzy, her blood dripped down and off her fingers Turing into black dust on the catacomb floors. Atticus responded to his name and attacked the hound aiming for the heart area killing it stanly. Colette's eyes widened at the power Atticus held.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nThough he might have been able to simply overpower them, Ssarak, as per usual, decided to take the cautious approach. When the first ridge hound leaped up onto the wall, Ssarak jumped back. Although, the ridge hounds would not necessarily perceive it, as in his place he had left a doppelganger. Though they did not have eyes to see it, their other senses could still perceive it. \n\nWith the ridge hounds focused on the illusion, Ssarak retaliated immediately, focusing first on the one that had attempted to pounce on his head. If these beasts were at all capable of recognizing the deception, that would be the hound which would notice it first, since it had passed straight through the doppelganger. Fortunately, killing a single ridge hound was not a difficult matter. A simple thrust with his sword through the confused beast's chest was enough to end it. \n\nIt was at that point where Ssarak heard Tyrael shouting about something down the hall, prompting him to focus on collecting thoughts from that direction. Most of them were the bestial intentions and perceptions of the ridge hounds, but there was something else mixed among them, something more coherent. They were beings with sight and rational thought, and they were currently engaged in a fight. He could have attempted to filter out the ridge hounds to listen in greater detail, but it would require more concentration to gain knowledge that would be unnecessary at the moment. With his cursory scan of the tunnel, he already knew there were people ahead fighting for their lives. \"There are ridge hounds and...people!\" He answered quickly. \n\nSeeing as there were people ahead who could use their help, Ssarak went on the offensive. The hound attempting to flank his doppelganger was his next target. Again, he thrust his blade into the beast, this time from behind towards where he assumed the heart would be. Though, he quickly pulled the blade from its body to keep up his momentum. Two of the beasts had just \"tackled\" the doppelganger, and subsequently fallen through it, so Ssarak brought down a diagonal overhead strike at the nearest one, intent on using the momentum to proceed into his next swing towards the other. If he was able to kill them, he would turn to aid Tyrael if he had not yet killed those threatening him.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak was startled when the wall just ahead of the group came crashing down. His first thought was that an enraged Tyrael had found them. He braced himself for whatever might come next, but to his surprise, it was the guardsman, Grey who came walking through the opening. \n\n\"Grey?\" Ssarak began in surprise before looking briefly to the Naga. \"Hold! He is an ally.\" He shouted, immediately striking back against the ridge hounds that had tried to get past his shield. One jumped off of the back of one of its fallen allies in an attempt to leap on Ssarak's head, but was met only by the cold steel of a bash from his shield.\n\n\"Naga survivors…from Mesa Gaan. The Matriarch herself….and even Mar's brother is here.\" Ssarak explained between swings and thrusts of his sword. He had not yet explained to the Naga who he was, or even the fact that he recognized Lyamis, so there would likely be some surprise from them on how he recognized them. \n\nSimilarly to one of the first hounds Ssarak had fought with Tyrael, another of the beasts jumped off of the wall and successfully onto his back. However, it was cut down quickly by the spear of a Naga behind him. \"Ridge hounds made it…to the catacombs. But they are not the real danger. Tyrael, it is as if he has gone mad.\" He said, stopping for a moment to shift his shield in front of a hound attempting to flank him. \"He became enraged the moment he saw the Naga. Ordered me to murder them, and threated to kill me when I refused. I think his demon is overtaking his mind. We need to get back to the College and get help before he hurts anyone.\"\n\nAround that point, the last of the immediate wave of hounds in front of them was finished off. Although, the sounds of fighting ahead of them told that there were many more remaining. \"There are more students ahead, we need to help them.\" Ssarak said as he began to advance once more. It was difficult to determine exactly at that distance, but he thought he saw Colette ahead of them.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nJust as Meirin was about to fire off her gust of wind, her foot fell into a hole. She nearly twisted her ankle and was only able to knock the strange mole monster onto it's back. Fortunately Leith was on the ball and seemed to have one taken care of, but that only left Meirin wondering what happened to the other. Seeing that it had somehow managed to bury Leith's legs into some dirt, she assumed one of them were near him. But short of stabbing the ground and hoping she'd get lucky, Meirin had no direct means to attack them. At least until she remembered that these things traveled through the dirt. Her plan was a long shot, but considering her other abilities it was the only thing she thought she could do.\n\nGetting her foot out of the hole Meirin carefully made her way towards the last hole the mole-like monsters came from. And this time making sure that she doesn't step into another hole or get caught off guard by another mole monster, Meirin used another weaving motion to summon a powerful gust of wind. But instead of aiming for any moles on the surface, she channeled all the wind through the hole in the ground. With any luck she might be able to force them onto the surface, stunning them with the blast of air and allowing her to pick them off easily. \n\nWhen Meirin noticed the smoke and screech of an arrow, she knew something was wrong. She didn't know what, but she knew that Annabeth wouldn't have used those arrows if it wasn't an emergency. And anything that put Lyn into danger was an emergency. \"Leith, Summer, get out of there! Go see what that smoke is about, I'll catch up to you later once I deal with these monsters!\" Meirin used another weaving motion to allow herself to jump great heights for a few minutes. Once she sees any of the mole monsters surface, she'd leap upon them with her spear, impaling them using the full weight of her body and the momentum from her drop.\n\nMyrn Vaan'Atisha\n\nMyrn and the others were able to wipe out the Ridge Hounds they found at first, but then a whole lot more showed up. Myrn didn't think she could dodge and parry that many. but Ridge Hounds were fragile creatures: a solid hit, whether she cuts them or not, would be enough to kill them. But there were so many that she'd have a hard time getting to them all on her own. So instead of rushing to the front and getting herself killed, Myrn stayed close to some of the other students, keeping the Ridge Hounds off of them or picking off the wounded or distracted Ridge Hounds. Baulder and his demon seemed to have made a lot of noise and attracted most of the Ridge Hounds, which allowed Myrn to dash between the two and kill four or five. Myrn stayed low to the ground with her blade forward, never needing to slash more than a few inches each swing. The sharpness of her blade, combined with the force of the ridge hound's body sliding across her sword, was all the force she needed to slice them to bits. \n\nDespite how quickly she was moving, there were too many Ridge Hounds to stop. She had hoped that maybe the ones eating their comrades would be distracted long enough to stop most of the horde, but much to her surprise they have eaten the flesh of the fallen in less then a minute. Myrn was going to need a new plan. That's when she noticed a few of the caskets which were over the Ridge Hounds on the ground, which gave her an idea. \"Colette! Use your demons and drop the caskets on them!\" Running towards the ridge hounds, Myrn leap off the body of one big ridge hound and latched onto the handle of a casket. Bracing her feet against the wall and using as much strength as she could muster, she was able to pull a casket out and drop it on the ridge hounds below, killing two at once. The Casket also shattered, exposing the corpses within. Myrn would have to quietly pray to herself for defiling the dead like this, but she didn't want to be one of the dead either.\n\nAfter dropping a casket Myrn jumped back with the others but noticed more Ridge Hounds coming up from behind them. Seeing that there was already a crude barricade in place (She didn't know where that came from), Myrn thought to do the same. She pulled one casket out and flipped it over, but much to Myrn's surprise, there was a living girl inside. \"What are you doing here!?\" Myrn didn't have a chance to hear an answer when a ridge hound jumped onto her. She struggled against it, or sword braced against it's claws to prevent it and the monster's giant teeth from sinking into her skin. \"A little help!?\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Lira had no idea what to do with the weapon she was given. She quickly felt it and made a frown \"Um what is this and how exactly do you intend for me to use it?\" She said \"Look I'm going to find us a way out there's to many of them\" She said helping the female up with out another word she began to search for an exit or least a way to higher ground. She could feel fatigue setting in her adrenaline was running out. \"Hey the entrance you guys came through how close is it we can use that to escape\"Lira waited for a reply all the while hearing the fighting not to far away. She was kind of glad and not so glad at the same time. It kept the hounds distracted mostly, how ever the shouting sounded like something else was wrong something other then the pack of dogs. Some times she wish she could see, but in this case she was glad she didn't. She wasn't squeamish, but the amount of corpse both old and new had pile up, any water around or shallow holes in the ground where slicked with blood of the fallen. Which made her cringed when she stepped in some. remind me to bath after all this she thought", "username": "Sento", "char_name": "Lira" }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nSuddenly from the forest, a heavy gust blew. When the armored warrior shot at Leith, the arrow flew off course. And the source of that wind was Meirin, propelled through the air and heading straight towards the knight when he was stuck in the mud. She shorten the distance in her runs using quick weaving motions that allowed her to fire off gusts of wind, letting her gain ten to fifteenth feet each blast. When she saw the attacker make a great leap from the mud to one of her fellow students, Meirin also leaped after him, right after he tossed his shield at Keri. Meirin had to angle her fall and time it right, but when she did she would have stopped the shield by smashing it into the ground, landing on it. The red-haired monk looked no worse for wear, her face showing a serious and stony demeanor.\n\n\"What sort of 'honorable' knight would attack students of the college, unprovoked? Who would allow his allies to threaten a child and their guardians? You're no knight, not by any stretch of the word. You don't even have the honor of a warrior. You're just a murderer in a suit of armor.\"\n\nBrandishing her long hammer, Meirin attacked while she spoke to the warrior. She aimed her hammer to sunder through his crossbow, and whether that succeeded or not, she also swung low to smash the warrior's knee. Meirin did not stay put after her strike, quickly putting distance between herself and the knight, but staying close to Keri. From what little she heard, Meirin assumed that the warrior had something against vampires, so she knew Keri was a high priority target to the mad man. She pointed her weapon at the warrior once Meirin had disengaged from him, ready for any tricks, be it magical or mundane.\n\nMyrn Vaan'Atisha\n\nThings got quickly chaotic when, right after the scream that stunned the ridge hounds, Baulder went on a suicidal charge to kill the naga. Myrn knew very little of Tyrael beyond the fact that he was a demonomancy teacher, but even she questioned his \"orders\" when Aramir told everyone about it. In fact Myrn questioned if Aramir even did rely those orders, since she could quite clearly see that Aramir had been more-or-less the same location when they first confronted the Ridge Hounds, yet the voice came from somewhere within the pack itself. Myrn was confused, but she could guess there was some trickery involved. What sort and why, she didn't know, but what mattered right now was dealing with these Ridge Hounds.\n\nDespite Baulder's foolish actions, at least his efforts were stemming the horde. The creatures were too busy eating their own dead to attack the students, giving everyone chances to cut down a few more. But Baulder was most likely going to die if he kept going no matter how many ridge hounds he killed along the way. Darius moved in to save him and Myrn was going to follow. But then she heard Lira saying that she was going to try to find an exit, and when she did Myrn saw more Ridge Hounds lunge at her. Why Lira didn't notice them herself the wood elf didn't know, but Myrn didn't waste time as she dashed forward and cut down the beasts before they hurt Lira.\n\n\"Lira, there's no time to find an escape! Just, stay here!\" Myrn grasped Lira by her hand and took her towards Aramir, who was doing a good job keeping most of the ridge hounds at bay. Myrn cut down a few more as she approached the snow elf, her mood changing from deathly serious to more flirty. \"Love the way you use your fingers, sweet lolita. Mind watching this girl for me? I need to help everyone else, but then I'll be back to pick you up. Toodles!\" After dropping off Lira, if she didn't already try to run away, Myrn went to go help Darius save Baulder by cutting down any more Ridge Hounds that were trying to get to them. However there were so many, dead or alive, that it made it hard for Myrn to actually get to them without jumping off of corpses and skeletons. Baulder wasn't looking too good either, and while Myrn had some herbs to help patch up his injuries she can't help him until he's out of danger.\n\n\"Darius, I don't suppose you know any spells that would clear a way back for us? If you need time, I'll fend them off for as long as I can!\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" } ]

[ { "text": "Tyrael Marchosias\n\nThe Ridge Hounds fell, one-by-one, as the students fought them to the last. Aramir was the last one to fight against the survivors, but when she was stunned, the Ridge Hound who was lunging at her continued to do so, even as it was stunned in midair. Despite this however, it still managed to land on the Snow Elf and was going to shred her apart in it's fury. Or would have, had a blade not emerged from the monster's head, dripping vicious sticky blood on the elf. Standing over her was a demonic entity, a creature from the depths of the Inferno. It was Tyrael, albeit... Changed. Unlike before he looked relatively \"Normal\", yet this was obviously not his usual form. Tossing the dead Ridge Hound away the demonomancy teacher spoke quietly, almost frighteningly so.\n\n\"This mission has been a disaster. Take the students back to the surface. Now.\"\n\nAs he spoke, his Threshold Guardian was making his appearance, if the sound of him dragging his massive body wasn't enough to alert the others. He completely blocked off one of the tunnels, and on the other side were his amorphous demons, though they were hidden. They would reveal themselves however, if anyone tried to go in that direction. The only other path that didn't have a demon was the one Tyrael was on. And as he stepped forward, each stepped changed the catacombs around him. The grey stone and walls vanished into an open area that had floating stones in the skies, but the landscape was desolate. The husks of trees in the background indicated that this place was once a civilization, but not only tentacled monstrosities wander in the distance, oblivious to the students, demonomancer, and others. But depite what people could see in the distance, there was also a distinct border where the this strange realm and the physical realm met. Most of the students were on one side, while Ssarak, Grey, the nagas, and the shapeshifter were on the other.\n\nDespite the appearance of this place, this part of the Inferno Realm. And the only reason that no one else caught in the realm was not petrified and turned to dust, as this realm often will do to outsiders, was because of Tyrael's magic. Even Baulder and Colette's demonomancer would barely be enough to save themselves, let alone anyone else. But Tyrael was giving everyone a chance to leave. Everyone but the nagas and the shapeshifter.\n\n\"I will deal with the naga, and this new threat. Take the wounded and leave this place.\"\n\nTyrael spoke calmly, almost serene. This was unlike the roar of blood and anger that had previously echoed through the halls. But it was obvious that he wasn't here to talk. He just wanted the students gone. The fact that he was manifesting the Inferno here, a powerful but draining magical technique, should make it obvious that he was not holding back. Anyone who chose to be his enemy right now would face him at his strongest, in his domain. He only had one mercy to give. The students will have to use it wisely.", "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": "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": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\nThe pain didn't seem to want to let up as the sword missed its mark completely. \nThe girl mainly did this to see what advantage she had over it. Though it didn't seem like much at the moment. Dirt falling off something caused the girl to glance downward. The Mongrel seemed to have dug into the ground which left an outline of his paws. After the attack it seemed they had switched positions a bit. This made the vampire use her usual questioning look, a raised eyebrow and a tilted head, leaving her with a mile long list of questions.\n\nGrass shifting from strain made Keri shift herself toward it. She kept the look even while the Cosh coiled down as if ready for an attack. A push forward then a leap caused her to sigh. Dash towards the left is what she did that way when the bloody thing landed it wouldn't be on her. Now it was time for some homework and maybe a bag of well needed tricks. These were what the vampire was looking forward to the most.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "E'docsil\n\nThe three legged rat quickly scurried away in the shadows, looking decidedly more demonic than it had been before. To survive the Inferno, she had had to change into a demon. Regardless, she was gone now. The mission was a failure. \n\nKnight\n\nThe knight merely laughed, scooping up his shield, and charged Mei again, intent upon slamming his bladed shield edge into her chest. \"I will not run from you, girl! Not until the vampire is dead at my feet. It is my holy purpose, given to my by the God of Light. War upon the foul undead of Aarem is my calling, death is my fate!\"\n\nKnight's Brother\n\n\"I suppose I should get involved again.\" He sighed, crouching low on the ground. He wanted to leave. Things were falling apart. Mackendrick was still chasing the assassin, Slade was gone with the target, his brother had lost all focus and control, the twins were still battling the half-breed, E'docsil had failed. Everything was a horrible mess and they needed to leave. Badly. But he couldn't with his brother still there. His hand reached out to touch the ground. Immediately, grass began to grow around Leith and those around him, intent upon trapping him and his friends.\n\n\"The trees whisper of your death. I will deliver it.\"\n\nLeith's Ring\n\nUnless you have a Geomancer, I suggest using fire. Conventional weapons won't work against him. Mass attack weapons work good. Try killing his brother, it might make him lose control, which should help you. The ring commented.", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Sinys:Lyn's hunt\n\nSinys grew worried as his original intention fell through, in his vision the all too sharp teeth nearly nipped the base of his neck. Hot breath and more blood invaded his nose, with his sense of smell shot it didn't give the same effect as previously. However it did send shivers up and down his spine. Memories of his fox friend flooded his brain with playful experiences, this feeling had been so very different. Obviously the first difference had been aggression, but to him the whole fact of it had been that this thing was still an animal. Trivial at the moment, his entire mind screamed it at this point. He could not afford to take it easy. \n\nIn the next few moments after his shock he leaned to his side heavily borrowing speed from gravity, as his upper body became level with the ground he twisted his body giving the beast his back for a very short moment in time. His planted foot extended to his toe pushing him forward as the ground rotated under them. The force of these actions allowed him to slip around to the side of his foe as it began to become steady. The creature came into his vision again like a coiling snake he regained his balance readying to strike. \n\nHe used the last of its momentum as power to clash against his own as his right hand came, with the entire length of his arm, and his right leg supported the back of the arrow to give it driving power into its eye. His breath grew very short, he had used up his lungs to this point. He looked to Helena, at least he made it seem this way to make a point, through his memory and pointed in the way of the girl that got tossed. The effort of his meaning would be clear if she had been looking. That much he couldn't fore tell or force. It made him feel vulnerable as he heaved for breath. His mind overloaded for a short time, not enough to make him unresponsive. Just enough to slow his reaction speed to the point to where he knew that striking was out of the question. \n\nSo his stance switched over to one that was closer to the ground and covered his vitals. He needed to play it smart for now! Getting himself needlessly damaged would not end well. The beast did not know that he could not see, and he did not know that it could turn invisible. Either way he would be in a slight advantage in this regaurd, his right hand crossed the arrow over his forearm ready to slash with it if need be.", "username": "EthTenshi", "char_name": "Sinys Erweinoc Luf'firio" } ]

[ { "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\nThe echoing howl rang in the air as if trying to struck fear into the student's hearts. Trees vibrated with the pained howl threatening to release the bloody scent in hopes to give farther nightmares to each person there. This sound brought a very disturbing threat with it. A promise to return blood from the one who caused it's pain. A promise of newly found violence to those whom were near. At least that was what Keri thought as she automatically flinched from the enhanced sound. Quite the down fall in her opinion though in many ways it helped.\n\nThe vampire slowly relaxed once more as the Cosh thumped to the ground. Though the sound was more muffled than before. Another problem was the bloody thing was gone. The girl's eyes darted around, trying to find something to track the mutt. A shift of grass caught her attention. A familiar outline of the paw came into view betraying the current location. This wasn't enough though. Keri knew if she wasn't careful she would most likely drain someone due to blood lust. A huge down fall for someone of her kind. A sudden dart forward as if it was attacking her but where was the question.\n\nA sudden attempted attack towards the Cosh allowed the vampire to dash right. She was still a bit faster then the damn thing even with the bruising. Granted every little twitch still send sharp pricks of pain. As if there were needles underneath the girl's skin. All she had to do was focus an not getting hit again. Easier said then done considering her luck thus far. Now all the vampire could really do was dodge and find it's weak point.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Colette, catacombs\n\nColette was the first to spot Khan coming towards them and she tensed slightly at the sight. Seeing Khan coming to them reminded her of what she did during the mission and it became to the foremost thought in her head now. She could feel her body began to shake slightly as she put away her dagger and knelt down to Baulder who was currently conscious, but immobile. She helped him onto her back since he was basically weightless to her and wanted to huff at the look\n\n\"Don't give me that look. I wasn't the one to drop you to the ground\" said said with as much bravery as she could in her shaky state. Once he was situated on her back she began her slow walk to the head master. She stood in front of him and waited for him to acknowledge her before speaking.\n\n\"Mr Khan...after I bring Baulder to the surface...can we have tea?\" Colette said in a shaky voice trying to control her shaking body so she didn't drop Baulder on the ground and hurt him more. Colette listened as Khan said something to her and slowly processed to hand Baulder over to him before making her way back to the college.\n\nColette exited from the catacombs and allowed herself to take a breath of fresh air which calmed her slightly, but it was enough until she talked about it with Khan. She knew she should be going to Lucillia with this, but after being catch in a comprising position in Keri's dorm room she has kept her distance from her mentor. She paused as she thought about the vampire and a light blush littered her pale white cheek. She hasn't seen much of Keri since they were caught over a month ago,and on more than one occasion missed her company dearly; especially when she was extremely lonely. She sighed and began the walk to Khan's office.\n\nShe reached the office and sighed mentally knowing that once she was done with this she could get past it and move on. She reached and slowly opened the door. She blinked in surprise when she spotted Annabeth and another girl she never really seen much.\n\n\"Oh Annabeth I didn't know you would be in here' Colette said.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "E'nasha Williams Lyn's Hunt\n\nE'nasha ran the last few steps over to Leith once she realized he was awake, pulling out her med-pack as he warned her about one of the enemies. She glanced over at the man mentioned, just in time to see him start an attack. \"Uh-oh. A little late for warnings now.\" She said as she noticed the grass around them growing into a trap. \n\nShe drew her knife and then immediately wondered what she was gonna do. Cutting the grass would just make him grow it faster, and while that might eventually tire him out, it would do worse to her. Her best bet might be to try and distract him, so she pulled two more seeds out of her pocket and threw them towards the man, quickly growing them into trees. Hopefully they would fall on top of him, or at least block her and Leith from his view long enough for them to move to somewhere safer. \n\nShe turned back to Leith and held out her hand to him to help him up. \"Here, I'll help you get away from him and distract him. You can use my med-kit to try and bandage your wounds while I do.\"", "username": "Vesuvius00", "char_name": "E'nasha Williams" } ]

[ { "text": "Cosh\nJenna, Helena & Sinys\n\nThe Cosh had a hold of leather, not flesh. She knew because the taste of the cured, dried and dead skin was foul in her mouth. However, she clamped down more with her teeth and sank into the sole another quarter of a cm in hopes to prevent escape. The beast's neck throbbed with pain as the Cosh's muscles moved, stressed by the damage Helena had caused. Her paws dug down into the ground where her claws pawed the dirt. The animal's breathing was labored through she seemed unable to give up. Upon feeling something stir at the boot, a foot wiggling to get free, then Cosh female snarled a warn. \n\nCoiling all her energy into her motion, she ripped the red haired woman toward Sinyus causing the 'feeling' that something was off thanks to the force of her body disrupting the air. The female Cosh managed to drag Helena to the side when Jenna's arrow hit and Helena's foot kicked, sending pain into the beast's side then her head. The animal's eyes shut while she used her pain for power then made one last toss. It was mid way the woman's boot finally decided to come off through her body was already in the air and landing on Sinyus, the boy letting his arrow loose moments after she touched down. The arrow skirted past, seemingly dangerously close to nicking her, and flow toward the Cosh's shoulder where it stuck fast. \n\nThe Cosh whimpered then crumbled. Her body no longer responding to her demands through she struggled to get back up and attack, her limbs weakly wobbling underneath her before she flopped onto the ground. To anyone with eyes, the animal was slowly bleeding out and suffering until someone put her out of her misery. There was too much damage, and risk, to heal the beast while she meekly lifted her with a plea for death in her eyes. \n\nAn end to the pain…", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null }, { "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": "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak's flight to the hunting grounds was not a long one. The hunt had not ranged exceptionally far from the college, and Ssarak did not have to deal with any obstacles along the way. In fact, the wind was even in his favor. Once he reached the right area, he started to fly in a search pattern low over the trees, keeping his sharp eyes and mind attentively searching for any hint of where the others could be, Meirin in particular. Fortunately, it did not take long for him to begin picking up on the thoughts of those below. \n\nPerhaps it was due to luck, or the fact that he was searching specifically for her thoughts, but Ssarak managed to isolate what was unmistakably Meirin's mind. It gave him an immediate sense of relief to feel her presence, but it was followed quickly by a wave of worry due to the nature of her thoughts. She was unmistakably in a fight. \n\nWith a combination of the images Ssarak could glean from Meirin's mind, the strength of her thoughts as he flew, and simple keen eyesight, Ssarak managed to hone in on her position. The magic she was using was hardly subtle, so he could easily spot it beneath him. Annabeth had described the group as having been attacked by mages and monsters, so Ssarak had not expected to find Meirin fighting a fully armored knight, but it was of no matter. Ssarak knew not why the group had been attacked at all, but he did not care about the identify of this knight, or his motivations. All that mattered to him was that he was in a fight with Meirin, so he was an enemy of Ssarak's as well. \n\nSsarak drew his sword, then turned it around to grab it firmly by the blade in both hands. With a simple telepathic command, he dulled the edged and increased the weight of his sword's hilt to give it the same weight and balance as a mace. Against a heavily armored opponent, it would be far more effective than if used as a sword. \n\nAs Ssarak swooped down to begin his attack, he noticed that the knight was moving away from Meirin, as if he were ignoring here. Again, it was no matter; he would give him something to pay attention to. With the boost from his dive, Ssarak matched Meirin's speed, flying directly above her with his eyes trained on the knight just ahead of them. Ssarak intended to strike him in the back of the head, or if he attempted to dodge, the upper back. With the weight of his weapon, and the momentum of his flight, it would not be a light hit if it connected.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\nThe red thin line started at the Cosh's back leg and ended at the side. It's blood caused the white stripes to turn pink in color and the smell of blood seep heavily in the air once more. Three arrows clung to the beast's flesh as if they were apart of it's skeleton. One had been placed in the creature's leg causing the already crimson ground underneath to show signs of pooling blood. Another had struck on the same side as the vampires clinging to about where his ribs were though it didn't seem to hit any organs. The last one was placed in the Alpha's other side as well as displaying the some effect as Annabeth's.\n\nKeri noted this inside her mind adding that the savior was helping by keeping the Cosh at bay with their grappling match. Seeing this helped strike an idea just as one would do with a match. Granted the beast was being to turn invisible though the blood helped with tracking it. But in turn the event would most likely prove some risk to the humans, mostly from it's speed on all four limbs, and likely it wasn't done attempting to kill them just yet. The conclusion was drawn mainly from the evidence displayed so far making letting it go free an obvious danger to everyone around it.\n\n\" Don't let the Mongrel go just yet. It's beast that you keep it in your hold since it's invisible now. Since as for as I know I'm the only one to be able to see it coming.\" the vampire called towards Deven.\" Other then getting physically crushed by a Naga tail, a knight wanting to kill me just for being a vampire, trying to help Athalus with that wacko only to be thrown and clawed at by this thing I'm peachy.\" Keri told Annabeth in a rather sarcastic tone.\" Athalus is somewhere around here. Ninja bear and wacko of the century was with him. Find the bear you find them but be carful the guy is wearing armor.\" with that said the girl point her friend in the direction she last saw them.\n\nThe vampire went in for another attack slashing where she had last seen the Cosh's back in a diagonal motion then stepped back once more. If the guy heard Keri then the attack would have worked. If not then then the possible outcome would have proven to be catastrophic.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Deven Zoria: Lyn's Hunt\n\nDeven Zoria\n\nJust as Deven started to drive his blade down to skewer the beast he was hit hard enough in the side that he missed his mark and his blade instead grazed along the beast's side drawing blood before plunging into the ground below them. Deven couldn't help but curse at the beast, it was proving rather resilient and resourceful. He had to admit he had gone into this underestimating it's intelligence. As the beast howled in pain at the series of attacks from the others Deven took this chance to pull his blade back up out of the ground just in time to see the beast struggle to remain standing. \n\nThis lessened the force the beast was applying into knocking him over which gave him a chance to survey the situation. There was a new arrow piercing the beast's and another in its left thigh making it stuggle to remain standing. The one in it's side seems to have come from the elf, or at least Deven guessed it did, and the one in it's leg seemed to have come from Jenna. There was the other girl too, she seemed to have just finished landing another blow on the beast, lastly another figure seemed to have been approaching, he didn't the time to pay them much mind but he noticed a horse and what he thought was a bow. \n\nThat's when Deven noticed the beast beginning to pull back and there was an odd shimmer to it's fur. It only took him a second to realize what that could mean. It was trying to go invisible again, whether to run or attack he did not know but he was dead set on not letting this beast get away. Switching his blade to his left arm her dropped low to the ground keeping close to the beast. He moved to slip his right arm under the beast's head and around it's neck and move his left arm around the back of the beast's neck by it's shoulders. Then he rushed forward pushing all of his weight into the beast, pushing it back onto it's back left wounded leg with the intent of knocking it onto it's side. If he succeeded in pushing the beast onto it's side he would then roll over it onto the ground behind it keeping himself pressed to it's back and keeping it pinned with his weight.", "username": "Leon5431", "char_name": "Deven Zoria" } ]

[ { "text": "Sinys: Lyn's Hunt\n\nSinys shivered when he heard breaking glass, well there went that prospect. Then he felt an intense and obviously magical heat, from that he gathered two ideas. The first was practical, the second... Well the second was down right scary. Though why was it that Sinys could not feel the heat anylonger? Was her emotions a fuel to her strength? Did she doubt herself as well? She had too or losing her glasses would not be such a bother. He placed a hand on Helena's shoulder gently \"Hone your anger, burn it coldly or it could get in your way. Embers are hotter and last longer than a flame.\" He said sensing her anger lightly, and was trying to think of something worth saying. He was honestly surprised that he picked up on it at all. \n\nHe hoped that his words were comforting her as much as he could \"At least you have something left, don't belittle it or I'll be offended.\" He said not knowing how to convey himself properly. Most likely he seemed to be lying, he was most certainly blushing from embarrassment that he had dampened her spirits. \n\nHe decided to give her the ideas he managed to gather \"First could you light an arrow for me?.\" He begged a favor holding the arrow up shallowly. He only waited for a short amount of time before nocking the bow and adjusting for angles again. He was going to fire either way \"Now, see if you cannot touch the beast and release your frustration on it point blank. Maybe even use an arrow as a conduit?\" He suggested hoping to rekindle her attitude. He released his arrow and started forward satisfied with his vitals recovery \"When we get out of this alive, I'll show you how to fight blind.\" He said flatly, he was not entirely sure that they would come up victorious. However he wasn't going to give that impression at this point. \n\nHe reflected on whether or not his words would hold weight so he turned and made an awkward smile in stride \"I do a good job hiding that I'm blind right?\" He asked with the voice he reserved for his mother filled with warmth. He didn't like doing such, but he saw value in this one. It made his hands itch for a fight that would push himself further.", "username": "EthTenshi", "char_name": "Sinys Erweinoc Luf'firio" }, { "text": "Alpha Cosh, Lyn's Hunt\n\nWhen his attempt to get away failed, the Cosh's dread filled his instinct. His body shimmered then became invisible through it did him little since Deven didn't allow him to retreat. Through it seemed like the knight was grappling thin air, the impression of something kicking and struggling against the armored man was very clear when the the grass was being torn up and dirt scattered. The cosh was bent on not going down easily as his paws raised to jerk his head free by pressing against Deven's legs and waist, the creature snarling in frustration. It wasn't working, the beast realized, when he was shifted to his side. The arrow stem snapped when it bent at the ground rising up while his leg crumbled, unable to take the pressure the knight's rush forward had created. \n\nKeri's slash hit just when the beast's side rolled into the ground, missing the back and scoring along the side. Another red line ran along the muscle causing the beast to jerk in reaction and lash out his paw at where Deven's face was. With a long reach, through his eyes unable to see, his paw darted to the man's neck and nearly clipped his face if he didn't move it. \n\nAfter the attack, the Cosh rolled over to his side. Blood stained the ground, leaving a smear thanks to the widened wound and serious damage. His invisibility had completely engulfed his body preventing the students from seeing the beast's body curl then coil up his hind feet to attack Deven's exposed side. Immediately the Cosh jerked out his hind legs to smack upon the man's leg then cause it to crumble should it hit.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "2 Weeks later\n\nKhan\n\nKhan sat at his desk, his figure hunched over a series of paperwork, as he signed a few parchments then shifted it to the already dangerously high pile to his right. His tail swished in a lazy motion from behind him. The underside bounced subtly over the uneven stone flooring from right to left, the base pressed against the seat's end through a masterfully made opening. His wings were folded against his spine and curled much like a leathery cloak over him as he mentally stressed over recent events from Lyn's hunt. \n\nIt had only been a few weeks, but the results were too puzzling to ignore or forget. They managed to recover the corpses but there wasn't a single, undeniable shred of evidence that provided a clue to who was responsible. Every single mage came from a variety of races from human to elf, their clothes having no single, similar aspect that provided answers. Their bodies revealing much less, Lucilia to Uicle being unable to differentiate anything different from the normal master mage, a fact that left all the teachers more and more confused. If it wasn't for the fact Satori, or one of her students, determined their minds were completely fine then Khan would've thought they were all half mad when they described their foe's abilities. \n\nKhan paused in his work to lean his chin upon his folded hands, both tucked underneath his jawline for a prop. It bothered him greatly. Something was happening but they still too far behind to know it and even worse, they couldn't protect the students that needed it when it counted. Since the sudden attack, several of the mercenaries provided by Grey had been hired then requested to search and patrol the area. They, much like the College, turned up nothing. \n\nThankfully all those involved, including Mar, had recovered from their experiences since both the Catacomb mission and Lyn's Hunt's tragic events. Among the Catacomb results included Tyrael and the Naga. The teacher had been suspended temporarily then pressed to resolve his issues in a manner suitable. Until they were solved, and he proved it, there was no tolerance for his actions. While on the College grounds he was monitored continually as he went about minor task. \n\nIt was milder compared to the Naga. They were confined to key areas of the grounds and continually watched, not for their safety but the other students. Khan recalled his first encounters with Mar's aggression and brash actions in the past, a matter he took into account when he set up their arrangements. Lyn and Mar, especially, were given limited access due to the fact the Matriarch had mentioned what complications a hybrid child might've caused. Thankfully they were being moved today from the college into a new home outside of Yarsomere. \n\nThe consequences from Lyn's hunt had just as much complications, through more positive results than negative. The two arrivals, Helena Axford and Sinys Luf'fino had been registered, thanks to Lucilia's aid, and settled in, their classes started last week. This allowed them to recover from their experience and get familiar with the college layout as opposed to merely tossing them into stress after their ordeal. Devon Zoria and Jenna Fellrein were surprised to find their rooms in order as well as their class schedules adjusted to cover for their missing education months. Keri and Colette were fed plenty of blood to prevent them from going feral through apportate means. \n\nFrom that disastrous situation, the worse event was Mar losing her tail. They had finally managed to stop her mageblood from killing her but the damage was already done. Lidda couldn't reverse the legs back into a tail without risking the woman's well being, her body too stressed from the rapid and unexpected changes happening repeatedly to her body. A master vitamancer could easily tolerate such an event, through they would've been had issues and this was the main reason their changes were limited. Lidda could alter her shape completely but larger changes happened much more slowly and carefully as without the attention to anatomy detail, her figure would've become stressed and worn, doing more harm than good. \n\nKhan inhaled, his figure slowly rising from his desk as he pushed his chair out. His hand reached out for his cane then started to hobble out of his office into the direction of the courtyards where he would be supervising the event.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Khan Avrea Jevarath" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak was making his way back towards the living quarters, though it was not his own room he was going to. As usual after such stressful missions, it had taken a few days to get settled back in after the missions two weeks prior. Again, he had escaped with only some bruising, but others were not so lucky. He had not known until after the mission, but Mar had been terribly disfigured from an attack from a vitamancer. Thankfully, she had survived and was currently recovering, though he was not certain how long it would be before her body could be returned to normal. There were others on the hunt that had not made it back at all, sadly. As for Tyrael, he had heard that the Demonomancer had been temporarily suspended for his actions during the mission in the catacombs. As angered as Ssarak had been at him, Ssarak was, somewhat reluctantly, glad that he had not been ousted from the college entirely. Though unstable, Tyrael was unquestionably powerful, and Ssarak would not want to be forced to face down the college's enemies without him. \n\nAt present, Ssarak was making his way to Meirin's room. He had just made a stop by the garden and now had a cupid rose in hand. It was a simple gesture, but one he hoped she would appreciate. Today was something of a rare day, in that, to his knowledge, neither of them had anything in particular that they were required to do. They were both generally quite busy people, but his private lessons with Satori that day had to be rescheduled, so he now had the opportunity to surprise Meirin with some time to themselves. \n\nOnce at Meirin's door, Ssarak put on a smile and started to knock. He had made himself get up early that day, so it was possible that he was waking her up, but it was late enough that she would be getting up on her own at any moment anyway, if she had not already.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak was quite patient in the hallway for Meirin to return. He understood that she would want to clean up after a bout of what he assumed to be training, though he did start to notice that it was taking a bit longer than he would have expected. Nevertheless, he did not even think of moving until she returned. Mostly, his thoughts were filled with brainstorming on where he could actually take her. He had made the decision to spend the day with her not long ago, so it occurred to him that he did not have many specific ideas in mind. \n\nWhen Meirin finally emerged, Ssarak found himself surprised for more than one reason. Given how Meirin usually dressed, he did of course notice her new attire, along with the attention she had put into her hair. It was green, with a floral design on its lower half. It had quite a large bow tied around her midsection, and seemed more loose than her usual garb. Overall, it did not seem nearly as practical as what she usually wore, which struck him as odd. For Ssarak, he had no concept of what it meant to \"dress up.\" In his village, both men and women certainly had ways of improving their appearance for those they wanted to impress, but they did not use clothing to accomplish it. As such, the meaning of her new dress was lost on him. \n\nCertainly, though...I have to admit, I am not entirely resolute on what we should do. I only learned I would have this free time recently, so...I am making up my plans as we go along.\" Ssarak chuckled. \"But, I think we have plenty of options. We could take a walk around the gardens, or perhaps the forest, we could go for a swim, or fly up to the rooftops and have a nice dinner as we look out over the landscape. Or, now that your magic can allow you to fly yourself, I would feel more comfortable flying you up to the highest altitude I can carry you. The world looks so much different from up there. For me, I have no preference. I am just happy to spend the time with you.\"\n\nAs Ssarak allowed Meirin a moment to think, he took a look at her dress once more, this time with a curious expression. It was unusual enough that he could not help but to comment. \"You know, you look different from usual. That dress is not like the clothing you usually wear. It is...lively and flowing, like the waves on a lake. But, it does not look easy to move around in. I am surprised you would want to wear it.\"\n\nA few moments later, now that Ssarak was paying close attention, he noticed the scents of the oils Meirin had put on herself. They smelled sweet, like the flower he had given her. It was quite pleasant, and for Ssarak, it was something he could understand. While those in his village did not dress themselves to impress their lovers, perfumes were something they did use. The scents they had access to were far different from what Meirin was wearing, granted, but they were still pleasant, and he understood the intent behind it. He quickly started to smile upon the realization that she seemed to want to impress him.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "(WHOOPS WRONG PLACE)", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "[h1][color=silver][center]Keri Wolf[/h1][/color][/h1]\n\nThe mulberry tree seemed to be at full bloom, as if trying to help everyone forget all about the missions. The excitement from Lyn only showed that shown that she wasn't affected as much than when Annabeth had taken her back to the college during the hunt. Though the mental scars would still be there no matter how much the child talked about it or at least in Keri's mind. A grin worked it's way on the vampire's lips, exposing a white fang on one side which wasn't really noticeable unless you knew what you were looking for, as the hybrid moved for a hug. Her red eyes watched as something brown seemed to worm it's way off the kid's shoulder and then settled down on upon the ground. The bear must be almost as new by now but truthfully the vampire wasn't really sure. \n\nThe young woman gave the hybrid a hug only releasing when she gave a slight shiver. Annabeth's scent filled the air causing her head to suddenly turn to see what the human decided to do. Though to Keri's surprise the woman had decided against the prank granted she didn't seem quite happy about Lyn giving a hug to her first. A claw like hand just gently ruffled the girl's hair before the human spoke.\"Hello! You must be Helena, right? I remember seeing you. I don't think I've ever thanked you for your help, have I? My name is Annabeth Gulch. How are you?\" she said causing the young woman to raise an eyebrow as she finished and addressed Lyn.\"Morning Lyn, are you just by yourself today?\"\n\nThe vampire shifted to the child's other side then leaned down in front of the bear just noting that it could walk now.\" Alright buddy just think of this as a check up. Hey Lyn did he started walking after I gave him back or when Ucile took a look at him? If so I would love to ask my teacher where I went wrong.\" she said turning the stuffed animal around again while it growled at her.\" Okay. Sorry. I didn't realize that you were against everyone else touching you.\" Keri said as she raised her hands in defeat before her red eyeslooked up toward Helena.\" Thanks for your help during the hunt. We really appreciate it.\" she said bringing her right hand down for a handshake.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Lyn, Orchard \n\nLyn embraced Keri, letting the vampire's arm wrap about her and keep her close. The girl's tongue flickered out and absorbed the cherry blossom scent she enjoyed about Keri. Granted it wasn't the vampire's own natural musk but it was much better than that absence of smell, the void making her and most animals rather uncomfortable around the undead students. Few of the other vampires were as accommodating to 'gain' a unique scent and put the hybrid, or her mother, at ease. Keri wasn't like them which made the child enjoy her more as she pulled away, her feet falling down to the ground and stepping back. \n\nLyn hadn't noted the bear had moved from her shoulder to the ground until she noted Keri's shift to her bear's direction, moving forward to inspect the thing. Her voice was slightly concern, her body taking a knee to bring herself to the bear's level. \"Alright buddy just think of this as a check up.\" \n\nShe then asked a question that draw a thoughtful look from Lyn. Hey Lyn did he started walking after I gave him back or when Ucile took a look at him? If so I would love to ask my teacher where I went wrong.\" \n\n \"He walked before Uicle got a hold of him, through not very good. I know he made some improvements and stitched him together a bit better.\" The girl admitted, truthfully, with her finger to her lips thoughtfully. She then frowned at the bear when he growled at Keri's outreaching hand causing the vampire to retract it, commenting on his sour mood. \n\n \"Okay. Sorry. I didn't realize that you were against everyone else touching you.\"\n\n \"Hello! You must be Helena, right? I remember seeing you. I don't think I've ever thanked you for your help, have I? My name is Annabeth Gulch. How are you?\" Annabeth's voice appeared suddenly causing Lyn's head to jerk immediately to the source then relax. She was still a little jerky since the mission and so every once in a while, she reacted to abrupt noises despite her knowing the person was there. Thankfully no one had decided to startle her or she might've bolted off or worse. \n\nAnnabeth then turned to address her. \"Morning Lyn, are you just by yourself today?\" \n\nPausing long enough to look at Helena, who she noted was looking awkward in her body language, Lyn gave Annabeth a warm smile before she came forward to give the older student a hug. Stepping back, she replied. \"I was collecting mulberries for Uncle Tyrael, namely to make him feel better as he seems down in the dumps. I was hoping to possibly get one of the cooks to teach me how to make it into a pastry and bring it to him later.\"", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Sinys: His room.\n\nThe air itself had tasted stale as he breathed in the dankness from his sweat in the air. Unsatisfied with himself as ever his morning ritual turned into a struggle to continue through the day. It had been continuing for the past two weeks with little rest other than what classes he actually attended. In his arrogance he did not see why he had to be there when his father's murderer still breathed. However he had currently been working on his fourth full itteration of the forms he normally only did twice. He decided to double his workout wanting more results than what he had already, and for now his youthful body was allowing it. Signs that most people would recognize in the mirror easily passed right over his head. \n\nPerhaps he intentionally avoided other sentient beings for the fear of hearing such things. Now was not the time for rest, the lull held no promises for peace. The things he valued most in his forms was the flexibility it gave him. No matter how he moved it had stretched his muscles that he didn't know existed previously, and toned him from the constant motion and weight shift. On his last stance he faultered stumbleing as his foot touched the floor remembering the blunders he made on the battle feild past. The exsessive blood spilt on that Cosh, and of course speaking out of place to a stranger. It was funny to him. for the first time he felt comfortable to speak to a stranger. He reflected the latter subject and decided that it was not so much as comfortable as his lips had loosened in the heat of the battle. The thought made him consider the things that could be given to enemies if he chose to follow the feeling again. Not that he knew anything, in fact he fear what he didn't know more. Slowly he took off the weights he placed on his wrists and ankles sighing heavily as they hit the floor with an obnoxious thump. He really didn't want to think of how heavy they were. His body didn't seem to care as it informed him that each weighed about fourteen pounds of dead iron.\n\nMaking his way to the door a little sorely he pulled up his robe over his thin but ropey muscles. When he closed the door he did not worry about blowing out a candle. Closing the door he began to walk down the hall following his nose to the kitchen, something delicious was being made and he couldn't remember his last warm meal. His head felt a little light as he traveresed slower and slower to his destination. Eventually he took a knee and rested for the time being. He evened out his breathing carefully and stood when he was ready.\n\nA thought invaded his mind before actually entering the kitchen, he took a strip of cloth and tied it over his eyes. It had been one thing to be around mages whom get to see the extra ordinary. The concept of disturbing a poor cook creeped up on him quickly. He wondered why he thought of doing just such. He had always considered his village to be ingorant of the needs of a blind person, this thought presenting itself to him brought on just one more. So far not too many people seemed to think he was blind here, at first. So he tried making it a little more obvious. Leaving his home had most certainlty been a double edged sword. His weapon was cutting him from inexperiance of this world. \n\nStepping into the kitchen Sinys began hunting for food, mostly fruit, bread, soup and vegtables. He knew that he was in need of real sustenence, for now his mood for meat out weighed what he was finding. His nerves were on end with the thought of flying kitchen knives being pointed at him without his knowledge. The thought was ridiculous but it still sat in the back corner of his mind screaming assurance. He had heard of such things by word of mouth. That kind of information isn't to be trusted. During the search for food he made a very rough map of the kitchen in his mind. Each solid surface traced with his bubble, anything moving outside of his range before he got around would remain hidden. There was also the smell of food masking most of his nose power, he had a love hate relationship with the thought.", "username": "EthTenshi", "char_name": "Sinys Erweinoc Luf'firio" }, { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth quietly watched as everyone started gathering around Lyn. She had only stopped by to say hi, but now it seemed like there was going to be a little impromptu party. Keri teased Annabeth about not knowing what a mulberry tree was, to which Annabeth's face grew red. \"Well excuse me, I read minds, not trees!\" She didn't mean anything bad from it however. Annabeth was merely returning Keri's tease with her own. Still, Annabeth felt uneasy with Tyrael around. She's heard of what he did back at the catacombs, and while she doubts he would dare do something while they were in the college, and near Lyn, Annabeth never trusted him since day one. Annabeth decided to quickly place herself away from Tyrael which brought her to Helena. Looking at her closer, Annabeth noticed the... Things on her face. They looked like some sort of glass mask. Annabeth's never seen anything like them before. \"Say Helena... What are those?\" Annabeth pointed towards her glasses.\n\nTyrael Marchrosias\n\nSlowly, a small smile cracked on the old demon's face. Being around Lyn always brought his spirits up. It put his demons at bay. Lyn asked Colette how she managed to get Tyrael out, but he was more than willing to answer himself. \"With a strong arm and not taking no for an answer.\" He looked up into the trees and noticed that the mulberries were ripe. That reminded him that it was around the same time for some of the animals to come back to the forests. Most of the natural predators have already moved on, leaving the land ripe for game. He debated taking Lyn out for a hunt. But her first, proper hunt should be overseen by Mar. Thinking about her made Tyrael feel sad. He distracted himself with Lyn instead.\n\n\"Now then, what are you doing out here Lyn? Not causing any trouble are you?\"", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" } ]

[ { "text": "Baulder\n\nBaulder had taken the opportunity while E'nasha was talking about Yarosmere to finish off his bread. He noticed that it was a bit sour but.... in a pleasing way. The almost bitter taste complimented the copper-ish taste he was getting from the pork's juices. The flavours were very complimentary, something he would need to remember. Baulder having zoned out for a moment thinking about the complex interactions of food in his mouth caught the end of her talking about the desert and it being too cold. \"Yes, Yarosmere. I believe we will join you on that, yes. Was.... unsure of what I wanted to go on, I figure you will be arbitration on this decision then.\" Baulder said with a slight laugh before putting more pork in his gullet. \n\nBaulder saw some small facial movements in her face as she paused to think about his second question. He didn't know what they meant though, it was just a thing he noticed. He would need to ask master later, maybe he would know, he always knows. With a reassurance that she was ok Baulder responded best that he could. \"\"Good... good.... good, the uh.... cold feels good on my.... feet. I think I like this cold, getting up in the morning is pleasant. So is leaving the forge into the cool.... air.\" Baulder for a second dredged his bare foot off the floor and put it into his lap and looked at it for a moment. He rested his second joint over his thigh and put his hand on what he would consider his \"shin\" and his warm hand was barely felt through his thick callouses but it felt good nevertheless. \"The food in... Yaso-mare? Yarsomere? Is it good? Tell me about their... your foods, I always like a good food.\" Baulder said with a grin as he began shoveling the last remaining bits of his pork into his mouth.", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" }, { "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nAfter letting Ssarak in Meirin also sat on her bed. Usually if they were going to be together for an extended time they would be in Ssarak's room, since his furnishing were large enough to comfort him. Still Meirin did make the effort to commission some larger furniture for the future, such as a bed. Before Meirin just slept on mats, as she did back at the monastery but after spending a night with Ssarak, Meirin wanted to try out beds some more. Hers right now was sized only for her, but that was just until she could make up her mind about one that could fit someone like Ssarak.\n\nHer room aside, Meirin tilted her head at his mention about the missions. She would have thought that Ssarak would keep tabs on it considering how important the information was, though perhaps it was only because Djarkel was her home. Or rather her home was in Djarkel. The monks stayed away from the cities and civilization knowing the sort of trouble they bring, but that didn't mean they could escape everything. Demons and monsters were common enough in the land of darkness, but if there were evil people in Djarkel, then Meirin would protect her home. Both the college and the monestary. \"I'll gladly join you Ssarak. You don't even need to ask.\" She said with a smile.\n\nShe stood up and took a journal out from her shelf. Most of the first pages consisted of scribbles and Meirin's poor attempt at literature. While she could read decently enough, her penmanship had room for improvement. It wasn't that the letters themselves were ugly, but her spelling and grammar needed more work. But she skipped those pages and got to the important part; a page sized map of Djarkel. \"The mission I'll be going on will bring us to Djarkel again. We'll be following up on the leads from our last mission, so Lucilia assigned it. I don't know what exactly she discovered, but from what I'm told we'll be meeting with some important people in Djarkel, so we'll need to be prepared. She only wants those she can trust to maintain the college's good reputation with the barons.\"", "username": "Ryonara", "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak rubbed his chin as he looked over the map, noting any apparent places of interest. \"Hmm, I was wondering what became of the information we uncovered. It is good to see that our work has not gone to waste; or at least, not yet. It will be a diplomatic mission, you say? A few years ago, I would have told you that I was entirely unqualified, except perhaps as a bodyguard, but now, I believe my abilities are strong enough to be of some use. I just hope the other students who join us on the mission are as...cool-headed as us. I would not want someone like Alaira anywhere close to this task.\"\n\nBeing rid of his serious demeanor for a moment, Ssarak grinned towards Meirin. \"Though, there are still some things with which I will need your help. If it is a diplomatic mission, I should look the part of a diplomat, but I am not as well-versed in Djarkel fashion as yourself. I do not suppose you have anything in my size, do you?\" He joked. \"You may need to help dress me up as a 'proper' member of Djarkel high society. With your help, I may not look completely like a fool.\" \n\nSsarak stood up from the bed, letting out a breath towards the door. \"I suppose I should go speak to Lucilia right away, before the mission is filled completely. I would not want to miss the chance to join you. I may be able to convince her to give us something to purchase proper clothing, if she has not thought of that already. Besides that, I believe I am going to have quite a few questions for you about Djarkel over the next few weeks.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Baulder\n\nBaulder continued shoveling food into his mouth with his hands and was finding he was running out. He would need to go back for more soon. \"Yarosmere sounds like a \"desert\" from what.... I 'ave seen..read. I don't know what that really means. But you speak as if it's hot..... I wish to try this \"desert\". I'm not j-just....going for you or anything. I-i hear there is a lot of sand there.\" Baulder looked up at E'nasha for a second not halting his never ending consumption of meat. He saw her shiver and pull herself into her coat but Baulder didn't really feel any difference. \"I rather like this being bundled up yes? I like this coat, from some traders that came in last week... yes they seemed tasty.\"\n\n\"Hmmmmmm..... just bread? Surely there is meat right? Of course, but does the bread go well with certain types of meat or do you just always eat it. Yes yes you will have to show me all of the food we find. New foods we can remember, give to the underhaven cooks, we needed a new venison recipe if I remember.\" Baulder shoveled the last of his meat into his mouth and quickly shredded it with his canine teeth. He ended up using his tongue to break up the meat just so he could swallow faster. Still chewing on his meat and his mouth being full he was unable to laugh at E'nasha's attempt to grab a honey bowl too far away from her. But he quickly realized she wasn't trying to get it for herself. It amused him though that other people had shorter arms than him, come to think of it, he was quite a bit taller than her wasn't he? He hadn't really thought about it that much since they spent so much time sitting down when they were together. Maybe that was why they did then?\n\nWhen E'nasha asked him to get it however he quickly glanced at his tray then back to her. He held up one finger in front of him as he got up from his chair. As he got up his head felt light for a moment while he brought John into existence on Tienn. Without even looking at what was now nearly a mirror John reached over the table and passed the honey to the newcomer. \"Bauuuulder ssssends his thank...... get more foooood wasssssssssss where..... he wents to, he tell.\" John then sat down at the table for a moment before Baulder came back over with another large mound of food on his tray. He began to sit down right on top of John as the demon then disintegrated into quickly dissolving ash and took his place again.\n\n\"He says he doesn't like the trivial things, we know he doesn't mind them.\" Baulder said before he began shoveling down more food once again. It then clicked for Baulder that he should atleast acknowledge the new person. So he managed to get a smile with his food still full of what he now guessed was chicken. He quickly turned back to his heap of food and began putting a dent in it.", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" }, { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth arrived to the mess hall. It was lively, and she noticed that one of her co-workers from Underhaven was also here. Since today was the day people were going out for missions, it made sense that any vampires who would be going should have a quick access to their food too. It was kind of strange how... Normal it was for Annabeth to just accept the fact that she works with people who drink mortal blood. She even worked along man eaters and cannibals. But for Annabeth, that was just business as usual. Either she had nerves of steel, or was secretly rather twisted...\n\nBut the grumbling in her tummy made Annabeth focus on feeding herself. She walked over to the kitchens to get her food: corned beef on wheat bread, two whole-fried pickles, and some blue cheese. She had a simple mug of water to drink, cool as the weather outside. Once she was on her mission, Annabeth wouldn't have such good food for some time. It may be nothing but hardtack, jerky, and dried fruits for days on end. \"Heh. The college spoils me.\" Annabeth said quietly as she took a bite of her fried pickle.\n\nNow there was still the matter of seating. There were plenty of seats and tables available, but Annabeth wanted to sit with someone she recognized. That's when she noticed two familiar faces: Baulder and Helena. It seemed odd that these two people would be with each other, considering Baulder's.... Reputation and the fact that Helena was new. There was also another dark skinned girl sitting with them who seemed to be friends with Baulder. Annabeth never met her before, but now was a better time then ever. So Annabeth went over to their table, placing her food down but not sitting just yet. After all, she should ask first. \"Good morning. May I take a seat here?\"", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" } ]

[ { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth smiled and sat down near Helena. \"Thanks, I was afraid I was going to have to eat breakfast alone.\" She looked to the others, mostly the girl who called herself E'nasha. It seemed familiar to her, but Annabeth couldn't quite place it. \"I'm pleased to meet you too E'nasha! Hmm... No, I don't think we have classes together, and yet... Oh! I think I remember now. I met you during the roc hunt!\"[/color] They didn't really get a chance to properly introduce one another, but Annabeth now remember seeing the girl after Aramir and Auriel managed to bring back Rorik's wagon. Somehow E'nasha was also there. \"You know that reminds me, I never did figure out how and why you were in that Roc's nest. I mean, it could have been helpful, you know? Being inside the best were Rorik's wagon was. It could have certainly made it easier getting to the nest.\" Annabeth took a bite of her pickle as she waited to hear E'nasha's story.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak rested his elbows on the table in front of him, and leaned forward with his hands clasped together. Meirin brought up points he had not previously considered, and he could not think of a way in which he disagreed with her. \"Good points, on all accounts. I understand you want to do everything you can for your homeland. Even in exile, I would do the same for my people. I cannot say I have been on a diplomatic mission before, but your reasoning is sound. We cannot present ourselves in a manner that suggests we are servants of the barons. The College is among the most powerful organizations in Tien, and we will need to uphold that image. To that end, we may want to avoid making it seem as if we are putting on a show. We still may need to demonstrate our abilities, but we may need to determine a way to present them that seems more...respectable, I suppose? A competition, perhaps?\"\n\nSsarak thought for a moment on how viable any sort of competition would be if they were pressed to demonstrate their abilities. It would make them seem less like court jesters, but by the nature of it being a competition, there was also the chance that they could lose. Of course, the College was the preeminent center of magical learning in Tien. They had some of the best teachers across every time of blood, and for him at least, he had been training diligently. It might have been arrogant for him to admit, but he doubted there were many psychomancers with the same number of years of experience who could best his abilities, particularly without the same caliber of instruction. \"Regardless, you are right that a varied group would probably be best-suited for the task. Different bloods, different backgrounds. Not to mention, we will still need to be concerned about more mundane dangers. Our task may not be specifically hazardous, but traveling the roads over such a long distance is never completely safe. I wish everyone could fly like us; it would make traveling much simpler.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Baulder\n\nBaulder was so focused on eating his food full force that he did not see or here Annabeth arrive. When he started to choke again however (because he forgot to breath in between bites) he stopped long enough to look up and see Annabeth sitting at the table. Coughing and choking while holding his throat Baulder yelled \"Ann-cough-be\" Baulder was then cut off again and made a series of hacking noises attempting to finish saying Annabeth's name. Finally, Baulder managed to clear his throat and say \"Annabeth!\" Baulder said with open arms as he was excited to see her. He almost conjured up John to give her a bear hug but she sat down before he could do it. Afterall he didn't want to destroy someone elese's food, no that was a sin, punishable even to himself.\n\n\"Annabeth works down in the Underhaven, can't believe you've never run into her E'nasha! All the times you've seen me down there..... ooooh nice person. Helped me not bleed to death my first week, good chap...er....las? One of the guards said something like that, seems it'ssssssssss endearing yes? Something like that. Baulder then turned back on his food and gripping it firmly in his claws and continuing to shovel it in his mouth.", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" } ]

[ { "text": "Nox Alignment Ceremony\n\nPresent\n\nCraig had sent out several gargoyles, all were armed with scrolls instructions for each involved student. There was two types: the Nox students themselves and the volunteers to protect them within Craigsville. Within the notes for the latter were instructions to see Val before they departed, her forge brewing up several specialized Runes for the Nox creatures and equally disperse them among the students involved. Each rune was bound on a thick leather cord about the neck as she explained how it worked. Instead of being on always, like most runes, it was tasked with the goal to locate and alert nox energy emitting from the beasts. Whenever it was within about 4 meters of an individual with a rune then it would go off with a reddish glow and then a tingling from the direction the creature would be coming from would signal them where to attack. The most important things were to never allow it to get broken, scratched or cracked. Should the last case happen then it was advised to fling the rune as far away as possible before risking being caught in the explosion. \n\nIn addition, the scrolls informed them the wagon were going to leave around Early Evening so they would make a good portion of the trip during the night. The reason was because some of the students were vampires and traveling through direct sunlight would weaken them causing issues with conserving their energy. This fact made it especially dangerous for everyone because bandits were believed to roam the \n\nEarly Evening\n\nCraig Gray was an intimidating teacher, this was something even his students agreed on. Currently his figure was leaning upon the wagon, filled with several of his class already, the evening drawing closer. His gloved hand tapped quietly against the wagon's edge while waiting for the last stragglers to arrive. His onyx shielded eyes darted to for the fifth time to analyze their supplies and note their route in his mind, his head finally looking over the drivers who were seasoned travelers. \n\nThere would only be a brief time for mingling before they had to take off so the students had some time to get know each other. They were expected to make the most of it.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nAfter eating their breakfast, Ssarak and Meirin headed fairly quickly to Lucilia's office to receive their briefing on the mission. As expected, it followed from what they had learned on their previous mission, and they would have quite a few responsibilities this time. Attending both a gala and a coronation; potentially preventing an assassination, and solving some other undescribed problem. Then, after all of that, they would need to prepare for a small war against demons. Certainly, it was all drastically different from the guard duty they had last time. This type of political mission was, at the very least, well-suited for a skilled psychomancer, so he would still be in his element for these tasks. \n\nSsarak's more immediate concerns turned to his preparations for the mission. His own wardrobe was distinctly lacking in any real variety, much less anything that would be appropriate for either a gala or coronation, so he had to make use of Lucilia's voucher. He needed to tailor his appearance to what would most impress the Baron and his court, which ended up being a stranger outfit than he had imagined. Evidently, among Djarkel's ruling class, there was resistance to any sort of fashion that seemed too \"safe.\" They respected an appearance that was bold, visually interesting, and even outlandish. The average suits and dresses would not be enough to impress Djarkel nobility, so he and the other diplomats would need to be creative in their attire. After receiving advice from both Lucilia and Meirin, Ssarak settled on something completely divergent from his normal style. It had a bright violet shirt with a tight silver waistband, open at the chest and back, along with a pair of tight-fitting silk pants. It also had a belt, though its only real functionality was to hide his dagger. \n\nIn addition to new clothes, Ssarak also purchased a simple tabard bearing the symbol of the College to wear over his armor at other points during the mission. He did not want to give off the appearance of being a simple mercenary, so wearing something bearing the insignia of the College would make him seem more 'official.\" Though he was a warrior, he was also meant to be a diplomat in this case, and in diplomacy, appearances were half the battle. Otherwise, Ssarak stocked up on as many of the usual basic supplies as he could carry. He wasted no space, as he would prefer to have a surplus of supplies than a shortage in the event of an emergency. \n\nIt was shortly before nightfall that Ssarak made his way to the carriages, fully armed and armored. He had his new clothing packed tightly away in the center of his bags for their protection due to their value. He was not wearing his tabard either, since he would not need it until they were in Djarkel. This time, he and the other students would be the primary cargo instead of trade goods, so there was plenty of room for them in the carriages.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Colette Filiatraut, Nox Mission\n\n-Several Weeks Later-\n\nColette sighed as she looked up at the sky. They had been traveling for several weeks and in her opinion, it was getting on her nerves. Even when she was human, she hated the long travel her family did. While those trips were mostly in silence, this one was not as much. She had never seen or heard as much bickering as she did during this trip. She had been keeping to herself mostly during the trip. It got on her nerves, but she never said anything to them since she did not know where they were going nor did she know what trails to take, but these people should have know what trail to use when they were planning out their route.\n\nFeeling a bit hungry for blood, she took out a blonde candy and put one in her mouth letting it slowly dissolve in her mouth making her sigh. She missed Keri a bunch. Ever since Keri let her bite her neck on their first date, her fnsg have been aching to do it again, but she didn't want to burden Annabeth with it like she did with her first ever mission, so she used the blood candies to sate her need for blood.\n\nShe stopped when the wagon did and helped pass the things along to others before getting hers. She made sure the vampires that were on the trip were find and even gave them a blood candy if they were in need of feeding. Pride had filled her chest as she helped these vampire students. She had came so far from who she was when she first came to the college with Lucillia. She never thought she would be the one now helping vampires everywhere with her creation until the night she showed the amulet she had that had pure vampire blood that hadn't turned into dust upon exiting the body. The only person who knew the one ingredient that she was using for the candies to allow vampire to taste actually food was Lucillia. No one else knew the secret, not even her beloved Keri knew.\n\nShe listened to what the guy was talking about and prepared her rapier. She looked over to the barely visible town and frowned, sad that this happened to the city and all its good people. She prepared her things and sat in the place she was needed in, making sure her panties weren't showing with her new outfit.\n\nSummer Flores Yoshemere\n\nSummer sighed as she once again wiped sweat off her forehead. She was sitting next to Mar and was silent as she looked out of where they were going. She never seen the desert let along been in it and she could say this was not her favorite places to be in. She never felt so hot in her life as she was she sat there. She looked over at Mar frowning, wondering how she was holding up.\n\nShe looked up at the madness they were passing, tears pricking her spring green eyes as she saw the skeletons hanging off the tree and the priest preaching about something. Her emotions only got worse when they reached the area they were suppose to be and saw everything. Some tears escaped before getting off keeping close to Mar as she followed everyone.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Baulder\n\nBefore departure\n\nBaulder was not particularly annoyed by the fact that Annabeth and Helena were leaving after only having been there for such a short time. He really only cared if E'nasha stuck around anyways. But then just like that she and El'kan both left to. Once again Baulder was left by himself at the table, like he had been not too long before. Baulder took his right index finger claw and dug it into the palm of his hand until it drew blood. For a second he thought his blood was actually black but he very quickly remembered and saw that it wasn't. Baulder then ran his hand through his slowly lengthening hair. He had found that letting it grow out was entertaining to say the least. It wasn't even touching his ears yet but it had been odd going from his usual to skin cut to this. The interesting thing he had noticed was that his hair didn't grow over the tips of the hand shaped scar he had. This left two differently length patches of no hair on the top of his forehead. He ran his right hand through his hair and let the small amount of blood that had pooled in his palm act as a bit of a a slicking agent. He then got up and went to find his shovel.\n\nLater\nDuring the meeting Uicle had prepared Baulder ended up being silent, simply watching the suit walk around the room and gesticulate about the mission. The only real words that Baulder got out of most of the briefing were \"don't touch things\", \"don't get involved\", and \"it's hot\". Had Baulder known what Uicle had meant by that last statement he may not have agreed to actually come on the mission. While Baulder had consulted E'nasha briefly before going and gathering his things he couldn't think of any clothes that would help him here other than the lack thereof. He was picking at his white cotton shirt most of the day they were traveling in the carriage. Even his leather trousers were feeling like they were just confining him. Baulder was just glad he hadn't actually put any of his armor on today, as he surely would have taken it off by now. \n\nThe ride through the towns had atleast been entertaining for Baulder. He was particularly amused by a skeleton that was in tatters on the ground under a tree where it looked as if it had once belonged in a noose. The skeleton had what looked like it's foot shoved in between it's jaw bone and it's skull. Other than the occasional months old mutilation Baulder had been mostly bored as E'nasha hesitated to bring him too far from the wagon. He was wondering why that was to, it's not like he didn't keep himself armed. Surely there wasn't sand bears or something.....right?\n\nThe capital was much more interesting however. The smell of burning flesh and rotting bodies mixed with excrement reminded him of the farm. Baulder was able to keep himself entertained simply looking around at the ridiculous things occurring around him. He found the whipping posts to be of a special treat. Some prisoner or citizen or whatever these people were had their arms wrapped around some post while a man in robes hit them with a whip. Several of the people they passed had the skin flayed from their backs due to the extreme whipping. He was beginning to wonder what exactly Uicle had found so awful about this place. It really was quite funny.\n\nWhen the carriage stopped and they were greated by another man in robes Baulder listened intently to his stomach. He felt a deep rumble and the words \"food\" and \"market\" said by the oddly dressed man. \"Yes food! I've been hungry for a bit of time now, that would be wonderful!\" Baulder said with enthusiasm.", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak walked into the ballroom alongside Meirin. The first and foremost detail on his mind was the fact that he despised the outfit he was wearing. Not only was its appearance outlandish in his mind, but it was terribly uncomfortable. The pants were far too tight, and the shirt made him feel like a jester. He also had some illusory designs on his wings, which he could change at any time and scarcely required effort to maintain. His belt could hide a dagger, but he had instead elected to hide his weapon in plain sight, as it were. He could shift it into any shape he desired, so he shaped it into a somewhat thick bracelet, which did not stand out any more or less than the rest of his outfit. From everything he had seen and been told, his current outfit was perfectly in line with what was expected among Djarkel nobility, but he would be glad once the gala was over. In the meantime, they had a task to perform. \n\nThe ballroom itself was actually rather impressive. It had a tall, glass ceiling through which they could clearly see the nighttime sky above. There was a slight cloud cover, though the moon was bright above them. As for the floor, it was reflective enough to essentially be a mirror. It felt strange at first, like walking on a solid, flat lake. He would have much rather have gone swimming than to this \"celebration.\" Already, Ssarak's mind was on alert. Psychomancers were reasonably common among Djarkel courts, and whether or not it was \"polite\" to intrude into another's mind, he expected they would be doing just that. With Ssarak's College training and extensive private lessons, he could more than handle his own, but he was worried for the others with him. He had refrained from speaking of his hidden weapon, or any other sensitive topics, with them just in case. Ssarak supposed it would be appropriate to mingle and learn more about the other guests, but he stuck with Meirin for guidance for the moment.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Nox Alignment Ceremony\n\n,@Lucius Cypher, @May, & @Luna\n\n\nUnseen Trouble\n\nA man, willowy and tall, stood at the very heart of Craigville. If not for fact he was alive, most would believe he had been a resident and victim of the curse. His skin pale and deathly, the surface stretched thinner than humanly possible until the bones outlines were easily seen. It gave him a skeletal appearance. Dark, tattered robes draped along his boney figure, giving it some weight to what otherwise didn't exist. In one clawed hand, the strange shaped lantern swung back and forth with a soft rusty squeak. Not a breathe of life marred his bizarre stillness. A silver blade rested at his hip, ready to slice into the nearest intruder should the residents become restless. \n\nIn moments a strange, eerie light penetrated the darkness, illuminating it in a greenish tint. The Nox stirred. \n\nSomething's Coming…\n\nAn eerie breeze floated through the town. It rattled the wobbly doors and crumbling shutters, their rotting foundations straining against the movement. Soft moans were muffled by the aged stone of the buildings, the residents stirring while they shuffled within their past. The clouds overhead collided into rolling waves as if a storm started to brew. Thunder rumbled through causing bats to screech in protest then scattered to the air, their leather wings beating the darken skies in retreat. They became a disjointed mist that swarmed the surroundings before they vanished quickly. \n\nThe area still seemed rather dead at first until a single being began to shuffle down the lonely main road. It was a woman. Her skin paler than death and face hollowed out, she shambled along the dirt road. Most her hair stuck together in blood clotted clumps while she struggled with her wobbly balance. Her thin, white dress trailed behind her with blood stains covering moth eaten holes. Her eyes were milked over and the pupils impossible to see through the cataract fog. Gradually, another figure appeared. This one a man, his tunic shredded from shoulder to waist across the chest, with a single hatchet gripped tightly in his hand. \n\nIn a few short moments, several deathly sick and strange town folk appeared. Their lives swallowed up by the curse upon this land and nothing but their hollowed out husks remained. If allowed to proceed, they would attack anything that got within range. They were slow and sluggish in their attacks, through dispatching them might've been another matter altogether....", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Nox Alignment Ceremony\n\n,@Lucius Cypher, @May, & @Luna\n\n\nWALK CRAWLER\n\nThe crawler paused and looked down, her eight eyes stared intently at the vampire. Colette was covered in layers upon layers of white, sticky thread and with each movement she became entangled more. They clung to her then seemed to cut into like thin blades, creating small sparks of pain across her surface. Thankfully no blood had been drawn. When Helena scrambled upright, the sound echoed off the walls causing the beast's head to whip up and acknowledge her. \n\nShe lets out an ear piercing screech at Helena which ends in a death rattling sound. Her front lowers defensively and hind legs curl backwards, ready to push forward. Just when the crawler is about to, Annabeth's voice rang out. \"Get away from Colette you wretched monster!\" \n\nWhoosh and followed by a thunk! The first arrow misses easily as the crawler jerked back, her legs pulled back and she smacked into the nearest wall. It flies on by then nicks Helena's hair before passing through Althalus' torso and down the long hallway. The second one soundly lands into the spiderish torso drawing thick, black blood. The crawler lets out a blood curdling screech. Her back legs stretch to use her wall climbing ability to scale the wall's side. She hissed for a third time and gradually attempts to climb to the roof.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Colette Filiatraut,Nox Mission \nLocation-Nox\n\nColette growled, the pain just adding to the annoyance. Using her long fingers nails, she tried to cut the sticky, white threat that the damn creature, for some reason, to cover her with while ignoring the pain it was bringing to her exposed skin, mainly her stomach and arms. Each time she cut a new thread, another one was in her way.\n\n\"Ooooh this is so fucking annoying right now. I am not going to be a damn meal for that...thing!\" not caring for mannerism, she continued to spout out cuss words that could make a make a sailor blush. Lady or not, she wasn't a lady, right this second, it was not important. What was important is that she needed to get free and maybe slice and dice the creature who dared look at her as a meal.\n\nHearing Annabeth's voice rang out, her eyes turned to the female, who seemed to be trying to find the creature with her psychomancy, but looked to be failing badly.\n\n\"Annabeth. Look for a spider like creature\"Colette cried out to her, hoping the little description would be able to help her best friend out. Turning back to her task of getting free, she was able to make some progress, getting her upper body free.\n\n\"Atticus, Hyllos. I could use your help right now\" Colette held out her hand, her hand glowing a dark red color. Within moments, the flabbergasted demons appeared. Hyllos was the first one to see her mistress and flew to, her nuzzling her.\n\n'Mistress, we were so worried about you\"She said.\n\n\"I know.I need you two to free my legs and feet quickly\" The two demons nodded and began to claw the remaining white thread off her body. Once free Colette jumped back from the spot and flexed her hands. Colette's body was littered with red lines from where the threads had touched flesh. Picking up her rapier, she pointed it outwards.\n\n\"Time to teach it a lesson that I am not a meal\" Colette said.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut" }, { "text": "Althalus\n\nAlthalus opened his mouth to yell at the stupid girl (Helena, he thought her name was) for running into the undead infested city by herself and fighting their enemies in close quarters. She did it well, he had to admit, but the timing was stupid. Before he could tell her this, however, his chance was yanked away as darkness reached up and grabbed everyone. After several attempts at yanking himself free failed, he merely secured his crossbow and knives. \"We don't get paid enough for this.\" With that, he was yanked into darkness, feverently hoping he wasn't going to be torn apart like some other poor bastards.\n\nAlthalus woke up to screaming. Good news; I woke up. Bad news; There's screaming, and not all of it human. He quickly got to his feet, idly noting how unusually light he felt, before turning around and jumping six feet into the air as an arrow went through his chest. \"Gah!\" He yelled, hands going all over his body, feeling for the arrow. They paused when he finally looked down. \"I'm a ghost....does this mean I died then immediately left my body?\" Glancing down, his idea was (much to his relief) tossed aside at the abject lack of a body. \"Okaaaay...Why am I...oh fuck.\" Althalus believes in preparation. Knowing the event he was going into, he had done research into the Nox, finding what scattered lore he could. He knew what he was, and what it meant. He just didn't like it. But there wasn't anything to do about it, for now at least. With nothing left to worry about, he turned his attention to the monster along the wall. \n\n\"You, stupid girl who ran into a horde of undead. Are you good at shooting a crossbow?\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Althalus Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nThe death of the bird made Ssarak's next decision for him. He saw Lyn re-enter the gala and intended to speak with her, but there was first another matter that quickly presented itself to him. He felt pressure against his ward, much more than before. Fortunately, his training clued him in to the nature of this attack, being that it originated from a group of psychomancers. This was not something he could ignore. \n\nIt did not take long at all for Ssarak to react. He leaned himself up against the nearest wall and placed his concentration first in to his own defense. He reached his hand into one of his pockets and placed his hand over one of the psychomancy runes the college had supplies to each student. He did not yet need it, but if he found himself starting to be overwhelmed, he could use it to bolster his defense. He hoped it would not become necessary, as this was his first real challenge at the gala. The first chance to demonstrate to at least a part of the Djarkel court the might that the College could bring to bear. \n\nSsarak could have attempted a wide concentration attack against each of his opponents at once, but that was not his specialization. His expertise was in focused concentration, he felt he could overcome that particular limitation with some creativity that played to his strengths. With his expert focused ability, he could break through a weak ward quickly, and often without notice. So, he quickly surveyed his attackers as best as he could and singled out the weakest ward he could locate within the few seconds he gave himself. From there, he worked to break through as quickly as he could while still maintaining his own ward. Once he was through, he intended to maximize the effect with the least amount of magical effort as possible. The psychomancers attacking him were all across the room, but their locations would be irrelevant. He would influence his target's psychomantic \"perceptions\" to direct him or her to attack the wards of one of his allies, specifically the strongest ward of an attacker that Ssarak could currently identify, all while still thinking that they were attacking Ssarak's wards. The result of this single action would be threefold: one less opponent would be directing attacks on Ssarak's ward, another opponent's attacks would be weakened by the sudden attacks against their ward, and Ssarak would gain unwitting help in retaliating against his attackers. All-in-all, it would have a fairly drastic impact on the mental battle compared to the amount of effort Ssarak had to put into his trick. And the more times he could do it, the more times the effect would compound. As long as he could maintain his own ward, it would not be long before the advantage turned towards him. He would just need to think of an appropriate punishment for his opponents that was not too extreme.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Uncovering Shadows\nLyn, Hysteria (Djarkel)\n\nLyn's hand pressed against the intricately decorated frame, then pushed the wood forward. It creaked open into the sounds of music, sight of ambling bodies, and suffocating atmosphere. The cursed landscape gave away to the illusion within the party causing her to pause and her mind filled by the sense of being out of her element. Psychomancers were feared for a reason. She recalled the tales from Satori over their abilities, ranging between the defenses she was taught to the strengths they had compared to other blood magics, drawing her doubt over her ability for this mission. \n\n'No, stop that, Lyn chided herself as she inhaled, then pushed the door more. \n\nGingerly, she stepped into the colorful scenery once more and moved toward Keri casually. Any reminding thoughts about the handkerchief clutched in her fist, her fingers curled and crinkled the surface's scribbled surface. Her wards flickered with strength through the holes of carefully selected childhood memories were still present. It required continual focus to sense when other edges of her ward holes were being poked or prodded. \n\nShe swayed her face about to scan the crowd vaguely. The new atmosphere warped about her and seemed to push in toward, her heart leapt in caution. Her soles prickled from the chill across the glass floor, the delicate vines and flowers protecting her slightly. Pushing farther into the room, Lyn's eyes searched for her companions and quickly spotted Keri being the nearest one. As the hybrid drew nearer, her expression crunched up in confusion when she saw Keri immediately down one of the offered cups causing her feet to draw to a slower pace. Her eyes darted down to the handkerchief then looked around through the crowds, noting the behavior of a few within the general area. \n\nIt took her several moments but she located a possible source. She suspected it might've been one of the Psychomancers, her figure drew closer to investigate. She came to a halt at the nearest table, its top filled with several blood filled goblets, rare meats, and some pretty flowers shimmering with a crystal gloss. On closer inspection, Lyn was amused to find it was merely an illusion when she gently touched one of the pretty ones to 'admire' it. Her attention however edged over to her target. It was obvious he wasn't listening, his words darted hopelessly against the subject and seemed to frustrate his conversational partner. Testing a theory, Lyn eyed Keri from the corner of her sight then casted a spell of growth upon the flowers, her body stepped away casually. \n\nThe flower bloomed and extended upright, a small narrow stem branched from the vase. It trailed down the surface then crept to the edge nearest the sneaky bastard's back. With precision and quick movement, the whip like stem sprouts thorns then lashed out across the rear intending to rip the finery before it retracted back into the vase. Hopefully, unseen.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Leith Calder\n\n\"Not exactly.\" Leith looked at his hand while he answered the question. \"Wearable Daemon Artes can fuse to the wearer, and if left long enough without any help, can turn them into demons. It can be halted, and if I can't find help soon, I will stop what progression has been done.\" He clenched and unclenched his hand before looking back at Bryland. \"But for the time being, the strength I have can be put to good use.\" Leith looked around the ballroom for a moment as he gathered his thoughts.\n\n\"So, what can you tell me about Lord Carmine?\"\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nDarius Jura\n\nDarius followed Yolin to the Arena in silence. He was on edge with the amount of guards that they had now. They had appeared quite quickly considering how the attack was out of seemingly nowhere. He was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of the crowds chanting. Quickly, they entered the arena and soon had a view of the battlefield. As Khalitin Cah made his way into the arena, Darius snorted.\n\n\"That old man is going up against seven Sand Cobras? This will be something to see.\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nThe Nox was a dangerous place.\n\nAnnabeth was ready for ambushes, traps, heck even for the walls to fall or explode on them. But not for the ground to open up and swallow them whole. Really, what could Annabeth do when something like that happened? She tried her best to avoid it but to no avail; the best she could do was tuck and roll into the landing. But only so much could be done in a free fall, and soon something crashed into Annabeth as she fell. By the time she came to, she saw Helena staring right into her face, her features somewhat recognizable in the darkness. \"Helena!?\" The two got off of each other and started looking around, though not much good that'd do considering they're completely surrounded by darkness. Annabeth sent out another telepathic pulse to try to pick up any minds nearby, ideally familiars ones.\n\nAside from Helena, who was much closer to Annabeth then she realized now that she could get an idea of her distance, the only other mind Annabeth could pick up right now was Athalus, who was on his way over. Colette was no where to be found. \"Colette is missing...\" Worry and concern filled her voice. Annabeth didn't want to leave Colette alone; sure she was a big vampire girl, but to Annabeth, Colette was a bit too gentle to be on her own. Annabeth started pacing around a bit before Athalus approached and pointed towards and exit. Annabeth was about to ask about Colette when her voice appeared nearby as well. She seemed to be talking to someone, which worried the psychomancer. Athalus handed out weapons to Helena and Annabeth, and Annabeth took the crossbow. While she was more skilled with a bow, she knew how to use a crossbow and at least Athalus had more ammo did Annabeth did.\n\n\"Colette, I'm glad to see you're okay! But who's he? And Athalus, why are you glowing?\" Annabeth had been meaning to ask that, before the ground swallowed them up and everything.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" } ]

[ { "text": "Summer Flores, Yarsomere\nLocation- Unknown, Underground Caves\n\nSummer moaned as she held her stomach. Ever since she was ran through the portal behind Mar, the nauseous feeling had not faded. She turned her attention to the woman that was speaking She waked a little under she stood beside Mar, still feeling nervous about the mission. She looked at Mar.\n\n\"I will go with you, I am rather calm though nervous, but I would like to know more about what is going on and stuff. Mar?Baulder,are you two going to just glare at each other or come with me to find out more about this?\"Summer said in a slightly less nervous voice. Seeing their answer, she turned to the leader, Sahra, nodding her head.\n\n\"Well I'm ready\" Summer said,adjusting her bow on her back to a more comfortable holding position, its string empty of a arrow.", "username": "Luna", "char_name": "Summer Flores" }, { "text": "Diplomacy at Yarosmere\nMar, Sansar (Yarsomere): Underground Cave~Unknown Location\n\nWhen Baulder started to approach, Mar's eyes narrowed and her figure tensed at his nearness. She let out a hiss at his growl with fangs bared defensively and ready to tear out his throat should he try something. At this point, she didn't care what the woman said because she was tired of things attacking her and she was determined to take a chunk of Baulder with her should he try. Tyrael's student or not. The fact he attacked Aramir proved he was unreliable, something obviously dangerous since she was sure he would try to finish hurting the snow elf over something pitiful. When he spoke to her, Mar didn't stop her glare as he assumed she would've done the same thing. \n\n \"You know nothing about me. I've never attacked unless physically provoked or learning to expression emotions, there was no intention to harm. You attacked with the purpose to hurt Aramir and that makes the difference very clear,\" Mar shot back at him, farther ignoring his change in tone then addressed Sahra's comment, \"Let me be very clear: Unless he attacks others or myself, I won't attack. I will not be the one that starts a fight but I'll finish it if needed. I'm not willing to repeat a mistake.\" \n\nMar listened to the woman explain why the resistance wasn't under the sway of the 'Prophet' and Wild Magic, the later a complete mystery to her. That's when Summer awake then interrupted with a comment about Baulder and her glaring at each other. Mar frowned then commented, \"They don't want us to move from this spot so I have little idea where you're planning to go or who's leading you.\" \n\nBefore further discussion was made, a new voice spoke. Mar's attention shifted and her eye narrowed on light skinned man pushing his way toward them. Dressed in dark and loose clothing fitting the desert landscape, he had red and gold trimmings break the monotone theme around the lower waist and chest. Over all it gave him an appearance that reminded her of Althalus because it was meant to hide his identity. That was where the similarities ended however as he mentioned about the College aiding them again the current rule. \n\nUicle's word penetrated her mind and mingled with the Naga withering in death, creating conflict within her. Finally, she answered calmly, \"Despite my current issues with the state of things within Yarosmere, our main task was to first observe how badly it had gotten and then establish a basis of a relation with the Prophet. Our second task was to establish a connection with you if possible, without getting killed. I don't think the 'Prophet' will risk making the College our enemy by harming the other students, but I don't like the fact of leaving them with the Prophet for very long.\"", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Mar, her full name is Marya and only used by her race." }, { "text": "Nox Alignment Ceremony\n\n,@Lucius Cypher, @May, & @Luna\n\n\nDarell frowned when both Annabeth and Althalus mentioned, but instead of addressing him personally… they asked Colette. This slightly irked him off as while he might've been ghostly, he wasn't invisible. Inhaling, he didn't trust the demonmancer to actually introduce him properly and instead stepped forward to do it himself. He held out a see through hand to Althalus as he spoke, \"Hello… I-I'm Darell. Who are you?\" \n\nSuddenly, he realized his current condition and gradually retracted his hand with a sheepish look. He rested it at his side and after the other introduced themselves, he answered Annabeth's question before anyone else could, \"That's rather simple as he is what is called a Seeker. He can't really attack or do anything besides seek out the location to the maze's center and the only known exit. You all, since you're not ghostly like him or me, are likely guardians. That means you are able to attack and defend us from whatever dangers are within here.\" \n\nHis eyes trailed toward where Althalus pointed and nodded, getting the same sense as the older man. \n\n\"Through honestly, I'm not sure why you three are actually here and it's really strange. The Nox is primarily for those students getting aligned… I've never heard of outsiders being dragged into the Nox. Did something happen topside?\" He asked with his eyes shifted between the group and seeking answers to his question.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Keri Wolf\nLocation-Hysteria\n\nDrowning inside a river, unable to reach outwards and attempt to grasp a mysterious hand just a few inches above her head, this had been the feeling which flooded the active room. An overwhelming darkness weaving around each person inside like smoke attempting to steal it's victim of their last warm breath, only to be snuffed out by the small light, which crawled off each mortal student from within their designated areas. Yes the vampire had begun to grow accustomed of this warm welcoming feeling yet this still felt impossible to contain without the Crimson liquid flowing inside their veins from each beating motion of their fragile life force. Not that the woman would even willingly think of taking their lives away. In reality one of the reason for her going back, other than protecting Lyn, was to keep the others safe from the ever tempting darkness. A dark yearning that was placed inside ever mortal's deepest thoughts. Of course since Keri's nerves were slowly depleting the reason was just an excuse to get out of the school.\n\nA small tickling sensation forced her to attempt to clear her throat. A hand lifted upwards, gently grasping the vampire's neck, and move in a gentle soothing massage. In the back of the vampire's mind alarm bells were ringing one by one forcing a small amount of morbid curiosity to twist and shift, making the pervious worries move in the back of her mind. When her nose caught that heavenly smell the women gently removed two goblets from the servant with a kind smile. As soon as the girl was away from her companies instinct took over. Lately she had feed privately from others with Colette, taking meals inside Underhaven with just the two of them, or munching on the candies until they were inside their tower. Even though the sight would have been unusual the woman quickly downed one of the goblets as her hand reached for one of the runes connected to her dress and squeezed. Once that was done she downed the second one a little bit slower.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" } ]

[ { "text": "E'nasha Williams ~ Unknown cave, Yarosmere\n\n---\n\nE'nasha nodded her head slightly in agreement with what Mar whispered to her as the woman came over and tried to help her get over her queasiness. It was a good thing to get her and Baulder away from the crazy people of Sansar, though it would be better if they weren't on the verge of fighting each other. At this point Baulder had walked over to her too, and she felt a twinge of guilt as she heard him ask if she was ok. \"I'm.. Fine? Just nauseous.\" The words ended up just being a mumble she wasn't sure anyone but herself heard, she didn't even lift her head to look at anyone when she spoke. \n\nEnasha sat and listened to the conversation around her as best she could, she just really didn't want to move right now. Sahra went on to explain the shadow-portal, and why the resistance isn't following the prophet. She did look up at the arrival of a new voice, a man pushing his way towards them in the small, crowded cave. He explained that they were going to stage an attack on the dinner later that night, both to rescue the other college students and to attempt to kill the prophet. No one was really able to get a word in to ask him anything before he ran off just as suddenly as he'd approached. Sahra told them his name was Mak.\n\n\"Ok, I should get up now...\" She spoke more to herself than anyone, mumbling again. She got to the point where she was kneeling with one hand on the floor and one on her knee to help her push herself up before she felt like curling back up into a ball. Instead of doing that, she stood the rest of the way quickly, stumbling a little as she tried to find her balance and accidentally bumping into Baulder and Mar as they were both so close to her. \n\n\"Sorry, sorry.\" She reached out to the two to stabilize herself, and hopefully to keep her and Mar from falling over each other. She shook her head slightly to help clear it before turning to address Sahra. \"So, what exactly has 'corrupted' the people's minds, as you say? Yarrosmere seems so different than I remember, though it has been a while, but I can't believe that everyone just accepts this… everything. Even if they may not be in their right minds.\"\n\n\"You all can't be the only ones resisting the prophet. Maybe the only ones openly resisting, but not the only ones.\"", "username": "Vesuvius00", "char_name": "E'nasha Williams" }, { "text": "Nox Alignment Ceremony\n\n,@Lucius Cypher, @May, & @Luna\n\n\nDarell eyed each student, from Athalus to Helen, carefully. There were signs of anxiety, tension and suspicion that laced their body language upon interacting with him. They ranged from subtle to obvious (in Athalus' case) as they explained their situation, his expression giving nothing away that he had noticed it. Inwardly, however, he had wondered how long they would last within the Nox if they kept this up. Pushing the thought away for the moment, he pondered on what had been said for clues over why his Nox connection had dwindled since his arrival. \n\nAfter finding little information to help him, he looked up to see Colette glare at him. He couldn't stop his reaction, his eyes rolled and shoulders shrugged, at her childish behavior toward him when he shared the facts about demons. She could trust her rotten little 'darlings' all she wanted, but that changed nothing about their vile nature. Give some sins an inch… they would easily consume her and her friends, proving not all sins should be forgiven. They stemmed from mortals after all and over time, they always showed their true colors. \n\nSomething finally registered with Darell that he had overlooked before. Before stepping to the front, his eyes tightened on the older Slaughter Port resident while a quiver edged into his tone, \"Wait, Athalus… do you mean to say, we're the only ones left alive? That can't be true.\" \n\nAs if on cue, a sound broke any chance for an awkward silence. A blood curling scream. It was followed by shouts of panic then silenced by a monstrous roar ahead of them causing Darell to jump abruptly in place. Impulsively, his foot took a step back and skin drained any color from his flesh. He stared down the dark, eerie corridor stretching before them. His head darted to Athalus for an answer to his lingering question and added another more urgent one. \n\n\"Was that more s-students? S-shouldn't we go help them?\" \n\nDiplomacy at Yarosmere\nMar, Sansar (Yarsomere): Underground Cave~Unknown Location\n\nMar ignored the mouth agap traitor Baulder in order to keep her temper in check. However, her eyes watched from her peripheral vision carefully because she didn't trust him to continue to behave. Words of the wrong variety set him off with Aramir and there was little telling what else might, harmless or not. Mentally, Mar blamed Uicle's lack in foresight over the student's missing control over his temper. Even Tyrael wasn't this bad from her recollection and at least directed his fury at objects rather than the source. \n\nWhen Baulder finally closed his mouth then addressed Sahra, the once Naga found herself bitterly agreeing with him. The others were first on their list and Uicle had made it expressly clear they observe, not get involved. Right now the Resistance seemed determined on getting their aid in this assault. She didn't like it. It would hurt their ability to convince, though slim, the College to side with murders instead of victims. \n\nPrimarily the only reason she had came was to see the fate of her people. When that was completed, she would leave with the others and not get involved with the Yarosmere fighting. In truth, she had seen enough to last her a long time. Distracted by her thoughts, Mar didn't note when Enasha rose up quicker than usual and started to stumble. When the girl bumped into the wobbly Naga, then gripped her shoulder causing her to lean forward rapidly. Immediately, Mar stepped backwards and leaned too far to account for the girl's weight in order to catch herself. \n\nSummer seemed to notice this. Within a few moments, she held out her arms and pushed Mar forward to stop her from falling. After a bit of back and forth, Enasha finally stabilized herself at last then turned to Sahra. \n\n \"Thank you,\" Mar quietly spoke to Summer. \n\nWhen Enasha's question was answered, she stepped forward and voiced the question she had on her mind since she arrived at the city, \"Do you have idea how many Naga have been wiped out so far? We watched one tortured into Malice and several on the wall, but the number is hard to determine how many were lost.\" \n\nShe held little hope for any information but was hopeful. Either way, a simple walk into the desert would provide all the answers she needed if none could be find here. Unlike many Yarsomerians, she knew at least where a few Naga clans would hide out and collect having been a Tyro before.", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Mar, her full name is Marya and only used by her race." } ]

[ { "text": "Several Hours later, Unknown Location in Yarosmere.\n\n\"We have good news, and we have bad news.\" Sahra began. The College students had all been rounded up and taken to the back of the cave system, where the two leaders of the Resistance were waiting. \"The good news is that we know where your friends are and we can get you to them fairly quickly. It's also highly likely that none of you will be harmed by the 'King' as he invited you here in the first place. Regardless, we'll have soldiers in place to help if anything goes incredibly wrong.\" She smiled reassuringly. \"It probably won't though. Even he's not crazy enough to piss off the world's largest source of master mages.\" \n\nMak spoke next. \"The bad news is that to get close to him without being grilled by the guards, or worse Yolin, it has to look like you didn't just have a fun time eating most of our supplies,\" He looked pointedly at Baulder, \"or wandering around the caves. Which means we're going to have to beat you. Not severely, but enough that it looks like you put up a fight and didn't answer any of our questions. Then, we'll drop you outside the the palace and you'll be taken to the medical ward and then to the dinner with the King. This will be the first time you or your friends have met him. Be on your guard. He hides his madness and cruelty behind a powerful degree of charm. Don't let him fool you. He would just as soon skin you alive as treat you as a guest. If anything goes wrong, break one of these emblems.\" He slid a few black stones across the table. They seemed to absorb the light, and were cold to the touch. \"They'll alert Sahra that you need help, and she'll send us in.\"\n\nHe waved a dismissive hand. \"THat's only if it all goes wrong though. It's far more likely you'll have to stomach sitting with a monster, and then be sent on your merry way the next day to describe the situation to the college. Any questions?\"\n\nSansar, Yarosmere\n\n\"I'm sure you're all tired and hungry from the days events, so sit, eat, reenergize yourself!\" Yolin declared, ushering them into a room. They had spent the last few hours going from room to room as Yolin droned on about what each purpose served, and the staff there. He was very excited about it, for a reason Aramir couldn't fathom. It had all nearly bored her to death. Regardless, food was being wheeled in in small plates. \n\n\"You'll be eating with the King soon, so do try not to fill up. These are just pick me ups, something to wake you up and energize yourselves. THere are washrooms to your left if you'd like to freshen up. I'll be back to collect you after a while.\" With that, Yolin turned on his heel and left, presumably to go make sure the King's dinner service would be ready and perfect. \n\nAramir looked around, disinterestedly glancing at the food left by the staff. \"Well. The people seem very happy under this King's rule. Aside from the bloodsport, fanaticism, and genocide of an entire race, he doesn't seem to be doing that bad of a job.\" She offered to their small group.\n\nAlthalus, Nox\n\n\"Gee, I wonder why. It can't be because you appeared out of nowhere in this treachero-wait where are you going? The other group is dead or dying!\" Althalus called after Darell and Annabeth as they both headed into the shadows. He cursed, reluctantly following Helena as the two of them walked towards the sounds of death and murder. Silence grew and stretched out as they approached, making Althalus nervous. Silence was never good after something that sounded as violent as that. It usually meant that whoever had won wasn't going to be distracted by its victims anymore. \n\nMuch to his surprise, there were still survivors. Less survivors by the second, he noted as a corpse flew over head and splattered into a nearby wall. Althalus idly stepped the side as Helena stepped back, waving a hand forward and through her in a gesture towards the beast. \"Nitemare. Nasty little bastards. Teleportation, prehensile tails with knives on the end of them, and all the power of a warhorse behind those horns. We have an idiot who ran into here blind, a boy with a rapier, Annabeth, Colette, and you. Grab my knives and stay back. Annabeth has the training to not be gutted by this thing, and Colette should be fast enough not to be. Hopefully Daren or whatever his name was knows something other than 'run blindly in' and rapier boy over there didn't just get lucky. Do try not to hit our friends with my knives. They're very expensive and would go straight into vital organs. I'll go see what I can do, seeing as I'm about as solid as a wall of fog.\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": "Althalus Marik" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak was aware that their time to speak with the Baron was not limitless, so it would be wise to make the most of it. He wanted to be careful to ensure they kept up the friendly tone of this meeting. Their ultimate goal in attending this event was to ensure the Baron would remain an ally to the College. He was being friendly enough, though in political matters, friendly words meant little. Still, he had not thusfar had any reason to believe there were any problems between him and the College.\n\n\"Indeed, Lucilia does everything that she can for the College, and Ovak still fills his role effectively. I do not think I have ever been as impressed with another as I have been with the Arch Mage. His appearance is certainly deceiving.\" Ssarak responded to the Baron, actually quite genuinely. He still remembered well how the Archmage had managed to single handedly end the single strongest demon attack that Ssarak was aware had ever happened in Tiien. \"Regardless, you can rest assured that the College remains, and will remain a sanctuary for any of your subjects who have the desire to learn what we have to teach, living or undead. Personally, I believe that Tiien should be a place where any being who seeks to live in peace should be able to do just that.\"\n\nFeeling that he had spoken enough about the College itself, Ssarak decided to shift the conversation at least somewhat more towards the Baron on his people. \"With the demon presence in Tiien, have your lands fared well?\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Keri Wolf\nDiplomacy Mission\n\nKeri stayed still in the carriage, eyes sealed shut, as the noises of the festivities filled her ears. Everyone knew that this land was filled with nothing but bloodshed and chaos due to the everlasting war, yet here it seemed calm. As if they hadn't been touched by the cruel destiny that loomed over them all.\n\nSo why did this sight sicken her so much? Was it because the woman had experienced what something so evil could do to a family or was it because no one seemed to even want to acknowledge something could happen in a blink of an eye? No, it was this false sense of happiness that twisted and turned her stomach inside out. A celebration for someone who they believe will bring peace in this troubling world.\n\nThis goal was impossible for one person to do. Nothing but a foolish attempt that wouldn't bring any results. The vampire shifted from her spot trying to calm the storm within her own mind. None of this would help the mission but it would bring something else to it. A mistake that would turn a potential ally away from the college, leaving it defenseless when something massive happened again. Something that couldn't be afforded.\n\nWhen the carriage stopped the woman opened her eyes. Her red eyes glanced around, ears listening for something strange, only to pick up what sounded like a parade. Something which made Keri's already sour mood a bit worse. Still she kept her mouth shut. When the carriage wiggled a little from side to side the woman mentally cursed at herself. How stupid had she been to let someone just jump onto the carriage and leave without speaking to them? The girl mumbled something under her breath as she grabbed her sword and shield. Her figure worked out of the carriage just in time to see a fleeting figure.\n\n[color=silver]\" Shit. When can we have once day which nothing goes wrong. I'm beginning to get tired of this. Every move we make just adds to the list of things to do. Who's,\" shut stated to asked as Ssarak started to get up from the ground. The vampire watched as she wondered how long it would take this man. How long would they have to wait before they could resume with this moronic mission? She quietly listened to the mental message and looked towards Lyn. It seemed as if as soon as Keri looked at girl she sprung into action.\n\nThe kid threw a knife at the man, missing him completely, and then took off after the danger. \" So much for her listening. Crap! Lyn get back here!\" the woman said running after the three.", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" }, { "text": "Leith Calder\n\nLeith stared out the window at the festivities that surrounded their carriage. There was a lot of celebration for this baron, and Leith was curious as to what type of man this baron was. His thoughts were interrupted by a thud on the roof of the carriage followed by footsteps. With a frown, Leith looked towards the other window to see someone jump down from the carriage and start running. Soon it was revealed that the box was taken and Ssarak took after the thief and told Leith to stay with Lyn, who also took off after the thief. Leith shrugged and took after the thief as well, making sure to stay with Lyn.\n\nAs Lyn threw her dagger, Leith started gathering water from the surrounding area. Once he had enough, he threw it out towards the thief and attempted to create a sheet of water between the man's feet and the ground. Hopefully he'd slip. Once the attempt was done, Leith scattered the water into a mist to prevent them from slipping on it.\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nDarius Jura\n\nDarius helped himself to the food that had been brought in. He listened to Aramir speak her thoughts on the state of Yarosmere. \"It is the fanaticism that will be the issue here.\" Darius tapped the side of his head. \"Once fanatics get something into their head, they will not stop. I have dealt with fanatics before. They had little to no care for their lives if it meant that they will help further their goals. Now these fanatics have a country, and more importantly, and army.\" He leaned back in his chair. \"All we need to do is make sure that we do not offend them while we are here.\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nSure enough, everything went to hell quickly. While Annabeth managed to get the girl, Jessie, to cooperate, the Nox started to shift again. \"Dammit, why now!?\" And to make matter's worse, the Nightmare was back. Everyone was making a dash to the room that Darrel directed, but the beast was heading straight for Drake. Everyone was moving except Colette, who had made the decision to fight the Nightmare herself. \"Colette get back here!\" Annabeth had to save her magic; she couldn't risk Blood Sickness trying to use her spells to distract the Nightmare. Instead she took her dagger and hurled it in the Nightmare's path, hoping that maybe the blade would sink into it's eye or something, or at least distract it long enough for Annabeth to grab Colette and get to the room.\n\n\"Stay with the group Colette, follow me!\" The girl grabbed the vampire by her hand, not wanting her friend to throw her life away trying to hold this beast back. The room was just a few feet away; if she could get Colette in there, then Annabeth could save them all. \"Let's go!\"\n\nDIPLOMACY MISSION\n\nThe first thing Ssarak would notice was the presence of a ward; but not simply a novice one, but one at least equal to his own. It was strong enough that if it weren't for the fact that Ssarak was actively looking for it, this ward could have possibly gone beneath his notice. Even now, tracking the ward was about as difficult as tracking the thief himself, who had the advantage of moving through the narrow alleyways; various obstacles such as canvas covers and tunnels covered the thief from above, and without Ssarak attempting to break through his ward he would have quickly lost the thief's position from above.\n\nLeith's attempt to stop the thief failed, however it did succeed in causing the thief to crash into the wall with a sickening crunch. He quickly recovered and ran, however it was obvious that he had damaged his arm from the crash. For those pursing the man on foot, they may have noticed as he ran into a dark tunnel that he removed his mask; what was at first a dark blade hood soon revealed long fiery red hair. When he was outy of the tunnel, he was in front of a thick crowd of parade goers and onlookers. They didn't seem to notice him as he pushed through them and ran across the parade with agile swiftness, avoiding the horses and dancers and easily reaching the other side of the street.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" }, { "text": "Althalus\n\nHe cursed as the room began shaking again, and he heard the snort of the Nitemare charging again. Of course this happens, why would we ever get a single stupid break in this stupid place. He complained to himself, hoping the group would hurry up and not try to be heroes. Of course, one of his own group decided to prove him wrong. Colette tried to make a fight against the Nitemare when speed was of the essence and stupid heroics were not. \"Colette! We can kill it later, right now we need to stick together!\" Annabeth, who actually had a physical presence, went to grab her. \"Good enough!\" Unable to grab anyone himself, he settled for urging others into the room. \"Lets go lets go lets go. Annabeth and Colette can take care of themselves, and we don't want to end up like a great number of people have on this trip.\" When they didn't start moving fast enough for his liking, he turned to the only other person with physical presence for help. \"Helena, start pushing them. I can't do anything.\"\n\nSansar, Yarosmere\n\n\"Oh yeah, just don't offend the madman whose fanatics despise most of what the College stands for. Easy!\" Aramir replied. \"All the while hoping that he doesn't assume that our friends, having not returned from their kidnapping, have gone on to the side of the rebels and tries to capture us to ensure that he has bargaining chips.\" She smiled in an overly chipper way. \"Shouldn't be a problem at all!\" She glanced idly around, as if to ensure that no one was listening. \"So what's the plan if we have to suddenly run for our lives because we've some how offended the King?\"\n\n\"And what are we going to tell the College? Aside from the fact that the entire nation has gone insane.\"\n\nUnknown Location, Yarosmere\n\nSahra smiled softly, speaking as Mak rolled his eyes. \"We have no other choice. If anything it will help you act like you didn't enjoy your time staying here. We'll drop you off close to the palace. I suggest you have a story about how you escaped ready for the guards, lest they try to arrest you for being rebel collaborators.\"\n\nShe turned her gaze to Mar. \"While I doubt the madman will give you enough of a courtesy to actually go to an infirmary, we'll cover that eventuality as well. A psychomancy rune will be made and given to you, hiding all your non-human traits from examination. It'll only last a few hours, but that is all the time you'll need to get out of Yarosmere after the dinner. Trust me, you will not want to stay any longer than absolutely necessary in this Inferno-cursed country.\"\n\n\"To review, we're going to beat you so you're not considered traitors by the crown, ensure that any disguises you need are in place so you don't get revealed and killed, and be on hand if everything goes to an absolute disaster and you need to get out of the palace as fast as possible. Any questions or requests?\"", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak continued pressing into the thief's ward. It was much stronger than he would have expected, which only furthered his suspicion that this was no random robbery. However, he could not take the time to think on such speculation while the chase had his focus. Ssarak followed along the path above the thief as much as possible, though as he started taking routes that he could not follow directly, he took advantage of his ability to bypass buildings entirely to try to cut him off. \n\nRaising his altitude enough to get above the rooftops, Ssarak continued to pressure his ward as much as possible, as well as to try to keep getting a sense of his location. It took a moment for Ssarak to discern the logical exit of the tunnel, and by the time Ssarak had flown over to it, his fast-moving figure was halfway through the crowd. On the ground, it would likely be difficult to track him through the mass of people, but Ssarak could help with that. He had already been giving his allies directions through the chase. This time, he created an illusion for his allies in the form of a beacon of light shooting up from the thief into the sky. It would reduce his pressure on the ward, but it would be worth it to allow his allies the ability to track, and hopefully catch up with the target. \n\nFollow the light!\" Ssarak said telepathically to his allies, just to be sure that it was clear.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Leith Calder\n\nLeith chased after the thief, silently cursing his inability to sprint long distances. The trap he made did manage to trip the thief up momentarily and Leith winced at the sound the man's arm made when he hit the wall. Despite that, however, the man continued to run, much to Leith's dismay. Already, a stitch was starting to form in Leith side, and he was starting to gasp in breaths. He wouldn't be able to chase the thief for that much longer, but he could attempt to try something to make it easier to track the man. \n\nAs the man ran into the tunnel, Leith gathered his water into a rapidly spinning cone and with a swipe of his arm, sent it towards the man's legs. It wasn't big enough to drastically harm the man. It was just enough to draw blood. With his last attempt done, Leith slowed down as he exited the tunnel into the crowd of people enjoying the festivities and braced himself against a nearby wall, catching sight of Lyn scaling up another. Leith took a moment to catch his breath before rejoining the chase, albeit a little slower. Searching the ground for any signs of blood and keeping an eye on the light that pinpointed the location of the thief. \n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nDarius Jura\n\n\"If we somehow offend the King, all we can do is hope that the fact that we are from the college grants us some immunity. That is it.\" Darius answered the snow elf before thinking about her other question. He scratched his cheek lazily as he looked around the room. \"We could tell the college that Yarosmere has undergone a revolution and is now a new country and very unstable. We should not offer any aid until it has stabilized. But we have yet to meet the King, and so we have nothing to tell the college yet.\" With that said, Darius leaned backwards in his chair and rested his feet on the table and got comfortable as he waited for Yolin to return/", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "Keri Wolf\nLocation: Hysteria, Djarkel\nMission: Diplomacy Mission\n\nThe young woman heard the sickening crack which came from the thief, making a smile creep on her lips. In a way the girl was happy at least one of the students were able to harm the human granted that the bloody man still had what they needed. Her hand gripped the shield in her hand tighter as the sword on her back gently patted her back. The vampire glanced from side to side, feet carrying her forward, in order to keep up with the hybrid child. Granted that the simple task wasn't proving to be much of a challenge. Yes, Lyn was much faster than a normal human being though at times it didn't feel like it. In a way time always seemed to stand still for Keri when running. The feeling was great in some aspects but in others it didn't allow her to feel human.\n \nPerhaps it was due to the newly piling stress that had began to make her feel this way. Maybe it was worry about her lover that added this unfamiliar though inside her mind. Whatever it was the vampire didn't enjoy the feeling. She made a mental note to see her teacher in order to release some of her anger out again. Maybe ask him to train with her after this damn mission was over.\n \nIn the corner of Keri's eyes was the color red showing in the light. This was the main thing that seemed to drag her out of her trance like thoughts. The hair color wasn't unusual at least in the young woman's mind set. Then again she could have been wrong. \" stop slipping into your own little world. Focus on protecting the others. Where's Lyn?\" she thought while looking around while continuing running forward.\n \nSsarak's words filled the girl's mind granted that they didn't make much sense at the moment. When her eyes caught a sliver a light then his words made much more sense. She managed to see a figure go upwards towards the rooftops and decided to follow suit, mentally bring thankful that the person was Lyn.\n \n\"Lyn can you manage to grab him with a vine? If so then I can make a move for the box. Though if that doesn't work I can at least injure his leg.\"", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" } ]

[ { "text": "Baulder\n\nBaulder brought his hand to his jaw and rubbed his rather sore skin. Baulder had... not enjoyed being beaten, even if it was for a ruse. He may have punched back once. The Sand Cobra's had not taken too kindly to that and settled for just knocking him over. So now his jaw was bruised a rather dark color. Oddly enough, he hadn't felt the need to throw up after this teleport. Maybe it was just that he had eaten so much of the rebels food that it kept him safe. Or it could be that he was half dazed from the slug to the jaw. Whatever the case Baulder found his arms on the outside edge of the pile and he began pulling himself from the group. Feeling his legs drag over other people was a bit of an odd sensation to Baulder. His rough and calloused feet felt odd against someones bare skin. It was, an interesting feeling to Baulder.\n\nAs he extracted himself from the mass of living beings he found himself standing on soft, burning sand. Luckily he still had remnants of his shoes on his feet. Granted, leather wasn't stopping all of the heat from the sand it was atleast stopping most of it. He hated the heat, the heat of the day was long gone but it's remnants had been left all over the landscape, including the hot sand. The air was not terribly warm and was acceptable to his taste. He looked around and saw the high walls of the city again. \"Even in the night the ground, it is uncomfortable. Why would people choose to live here.\"", "username": "cqbexpt", "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder" }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nSsarak tracked the thief up to the point where he headed into the warehouse, after which he circled around the warehouse quickly to check exactly where the exits to the building were. If they had to head in after him, they would need to cover each entrance to make sure he had no escape. Hopefully, they would get him cornered and force him to surrender. Getting him alive would allow them to interrogate him to find out why and how he had planned this theft. It was most likely not random. \n\nQuite fortunately for Lyn, Ssarak had a clear view of the rooftop that she had attempted to jump to. He was upset that she was even attempting such a thing, but helping her took priority over blaming her. Ssarak swooped down towards her, made a half circle back to slow down quickly, then touched down just at the edge of the rooftop, right above her. He reached down to grab her by the wrist, then effortlessly pulled her light body up onto the rooftop with him. \"I think you shall need wings if you wish to attempt a jump like that.\" He commented. \"The thief ran into this warehouse, and…\"\n\nSsarak cut himself off as he concentrated on the minds around him. There were three others moving in, though Ssarak could not see them from where he was. \"There may be others.\" He warned as he tried to find as many of his friends' minds as he could in order to send a message. \"The thief has ran into this warehouse; he may not be alone. Myself and Lyn are on the roof. I will see if there is a way to climb in from above; if not, it may be wise to attack from multiple angles.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Mission: Retrieve the stolen box\nLocation: Hysteria, Djarkel\n\nA few steps backwards in order to get the right distance, wapping of wings coming from her right, and on decision though could have harm the three of them. How much more stupider could the girl have been? Of course there was someone flying above when Lyn misjudged that jump. Of course it would have been the Esyire of all things. How stupider could the young woman get considering that Lyn was never truly left alone. Everything was beginning to fall in place for once on her life. She was no longer needed to protect the young woman.\n\nPersonally the vampire didn't mind turning back and going towards the cart. After all considering that the half breed was safe and sound with a protector there wasn't much to do. The human could survive retrieving the blasted box without any problems. Best to leave now and not be bothered with such burdens. This was what everyone in the group was thinking right? Best get rid of the useless people so you don't have to deal with them ever again.\n\nThe woman's head shook violently attempting to clear all these negative thoughts away. Granted some still lingered in their place. Control was never really her strong suit, making it fairly easy to pick up her thoughts if one wanted to. Her figure once again copied the movements from before, making the jump without any problems for being a newly turned vampire. \" Guess the whole jumping through the trees like a complete moron wasn't useless after all. The last step gave me a small amount of troubles as well as getting the angle perfectly but I digress.\" She thought to herself then addressed Lyna after Ssarak.\n\n\" I know you want to be just like your father Lyn but please don't do that again. You could have gotten hurt and the last thing I need is another hit on the head due to you copying me alright? Stay with Ssarak and the others please. It's better if I get hurt then you alright?\" The woman said in a soft tone before placing a few more candies in her mouth. Her eye twitched off to the distance, seeing faint figures running their way.\n\n\"Ssarak take our little Lyn up. Keep high off the ground and leave the fighting to us. If you don't trust me then give Lyn to me and we'll head back to the cart. Personally I would rather release my frustrations on them than the cart.\"", "username": "Demonic Angel", "char_name": "Keri Wolf" } ]

[ { "text": "\" There was no way that this incident was random. The fucking thing was pre planned. We were exactly where they wanted us.\" The young woman remarked as her figure shifted her weight. A finger reached into the bag tied to her outfit, dragging a crimson tinted object from it, and placed it into her mouth. This action was soon repeated in the same manner making the favor a bit more strong. A sure sign that the blood candies weren't quite as strong like they had been. \" The thief was after that box is what we do know. Question is what is inside our little piece of cargo?\" She quietly mumbled out loud.\n\nThe woman glanced upwards at her comrades, towards the two rings which laid in wait on her fingers, to the door Ssarak was fiddling with, and back to the rings. The green gem on one of the rings seemed to attract her red eyes.Mental plans and scenarios running through her mind. \" I might have an idea but I need you all to listen. Ssarak ask Leith where he is. If he's anywhere near the enemies then ask the guy if he can make a distraction without getting hurt. Lyn, sweetheart I need you to make some plant dummies and place them around this door.\" She said with a sweet smile while whispering before addressing the dragon.\n\n\" Ssarak once you get down there make sure to keep them busy. Right now I have a few advantages on hand. I'll see if I can't take them out quietly.\" Without another word Keri went into hunting mode. Just at the edge of her perch she spoke the world into the ring. Once the vampire's figure was cloaked she jumped down, using the blunt end of her sword to knock one guy out that had traveled towards her area, or at least it seemed like it. When another person came towards her the woman repeated the action hiding the bodies behind some crates and entered in from the back.\n\n\" Alright boys and girls. Time to make these guys regret stealing from us. Do your best to just knock these jokers out. I don't want any blood spilt if it can be helped.\"", "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": "Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, things didn't go exactly as planned. The second Henri landed, a beautiful, young lady fell over him, making him lose balance, sitting down on the ground as the girl fell on his lap. But again... That couldn't be considered a lack of luck, right? He was indeed surprised, he didn't expect that the orc woman would use the girl to halt his advance. It was a setback, albeit only a temporary one.\n\n\"Bonsoir, mademoiselle!\" Henri said, with a playful wink to the girl, getting up while holding her on his arms to put her on her feet.\n\n\"Henri Larue, at your disposal.\" Henri said, with a flourished bow. But the time for greetings was short, and Henri knew that. There was still the orc woman to deal with.\n\n\"I am rather tired, hungry and thirsty from travelling... Currently, I don't think i can deal with the orc woman without resorting to some small tricks...\" Henri said, being careful to not speak too loud so the orc woman could hear him.\n\nMaybe, the fact that he was interrupted before getting near the orc woman was a signal that his plan wouldn't go very well, maybe it was only a coincidence... Who knows... The thing is that Henri is very persistent.\n\n\"I'm sorry, my muse, but I'm not going to back down this easily...\" He thought to himself calmly walking towards the orc woman.\n\n\"I don't know what is happening here, but I'm sure we can solve this by talking, right?\" He asked, opening his arms, in a sign of peace.\n\n\"I'm sure that if you-\" He said, suddenly, with a quick and swift movement, getting a dagger that was hidden beneath his bandages and throwing it towards her.\n\n\"I'm sorry... I'm very hypocritical...\" He said with a smirk, as he dashed towards her with another dagger on his hand.\n\nThe plan was rather simple, he would simply walk towards her, and when he got a bit closer, he would immediately throw a knife, aiming to her face. If she wasn't able to block that, things would be far easier, but he was indeed expecting her to block it. She was obviously no stranger to fighting, and he was hoping to use her reflexes against her. That's why he would start to run towards her the second the dagger got out of his hands.\n\nThe burst of speed, together with the fact that she would need to block her own vision to defend against that dagger, or even if she tried to dodge, it would give him enough time for surprising her. After that, it would be simple as throwing her to the ground with a sweeping kick and knocking her out with a sharp axe kick to the head. \n\nProbably he had energy left only run like that only once more after that charge, so it would be a gamble. But he was very familiar with gambles... The other dagger on his hand was just because of that. He couldn't afford running like that without at least crippling the orc. So if his plan failed, he would use it to try and cut her achilles tendon or another local that would cripple her enough for them to flee.\n\nOf course... He wasn't underestimating her... He was ready to dodge if she somehow was able to strike him back.", "username": "13org", "char_name": "Henri Larue" }, { "text": "Veretu & Salem\n\n\n---\n\n\nVeretu opened his wings up slightly, exposing a few of his features as the two spoke. He seemed to be more observing at the moment rather then outright speaking. All seemed fairly well...seemed to be a normal greeting. He could handle a normal greeting. His wings opened slightly more as he was preparing himself to actually greet this person. But then he heard a voice behind him and that sent his wings to shut as he moved away. Not quite out of sheer fear, but from remembering the last time he encountered demons that were not salem and how that ended....weirdly. \n\nSalem meanwhile was completely absorbed by the people not giving him nearly enough attention when he suddenly felt a jerk on his tail. His tail of all things. He spun around and hissed given that he was the perfect size for punting this probably was not nearly as intimidating as he would have wished it to be. Soon he saw the demon responsible for it and sat down smoothing down his fur. As if no such thing happened.\n\nVeretu seemed to be back to where he was originally with his wings hiding him. He soon found himself blinking though when he felt a warm gentle touch. His head tilted as slowly the wings opened enough to reveal some of his features. \"I was....taken off guard\" Slowly his wings opened up more until they folded neatly on his back. He gave the woman a glance and went to open his mouth only to be interrupted. \"Im Salem thats veretu...princess over there wants to learn or something. I Dunno\" He then went back to cleaning his fur as veretu sent him a deep dagger glare. \n\nWith an exhale Veretu shrugs. \"Sorry about the ball of fur....I do wish to learn how to use my abilities....so i can send that back\" He featured at Salem who gave an innocent look.", "username": "BlackPanther", "char_name": "Veretu Olend" } ]

[ { "text": "Leith Calder\n\nThe fumes were dulling Leith's senses. As the elf swung her trident at him, he knew he had to move, but his reactions felt sluggish. He staggered to the side, away from the crates he had his back against. The trident still connected with him, slashing across his chest, but the wound was shallow. The pain pulsed hollowly through him, almost as if it wasn't his pain, but someone else's. \n\nLeith shook his head. He needed to deal with the elf before he made any more mistakes. He had left his sword in the carriage when he chased after the thief, but he still had a weapon. He pulled at the leather necklace he had around his neck. It pulled off easily, and he gripped the small, trinket-sized sword in his left hand. \n\n\"To be fair, it wasn't you I was sneaking up on,\" Leith said, his speech slightly slurred. He glanced back in Ssarak's direction. There was another Esyire facing off against his friend. \"Although maybe facing you would have been an easier challenge.\"\n\nHe took a step forward and swung his right fist at the elf. He wasn't intending on hitting her with it. It was a cover to try and prevent her from noticing him enlarge Sephrim Sword in his other hand to the size of a longsword and take a swing at her leg.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "Elise, Twilight College\n\n@Luna@BlackPanther\n\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nElise was breathing heavily but was slowly trying to calm down from seeing the color of red, after all it has been troubling her ever since her mother died. She looked at Val with a slight smile and a slight confused look on her face. \"V-Val, D-Demons? I-Is t-that w-what Z-Zaad i-is,\" Elise said, with a unquestionable curiosity and not understanding in what Val was talking about.\n\nElise was a bit more calmer and looked at Val. \"I-I h-have a-a f-fear o-of t-the c-color r-red,\" Elise said, with a slight nervousness in her voice when she told Val. She smiled a bit with what she had said even though she's slightly nervous. She had a thought in her head and looked at Veretu. \"I-Is, t-that w-what y-you w-were w-warning m-me a-about, V-Veretu? A-About S-Salem,\" Elise said, towards Veretu with a slight curious poking question. She had always liked cats though.\n\nElise heard a voice coming from behind them and slowly turned to see a female with red hair approaching them. She somewhat started to breathe heavily again even after she calmed down a bit. She looked at the ground with a bit of nervousness. \"H-Hello,\" Elise said, nervously towards the red hair girl.", "username": "Landaus Five-One", "char_name": "The Cander Village" }, { "text": "Henri didn't expect that the orc woman would deflect his blade so easily, without even taking her eyes off him, making his dagger fly off the roof. Loosing one of his daggers wasn't that bad, the worse thing was her machete cutting the air. Her strike was true, she wouldn't miss. His eyes were wide open as he twisted his body, doing a cartwheel to try and dodge her attack. But even with his agility and flexibility, he wouldn't be able to completely dodge that attack... He grinned his teeth as he saw her blade getting near his thighs. It would be a deep cut... He would be lucky if it didn't break his femur...\n\n\"Should have gone for the kill...\" Henri thought, grinning his teeth and twisting his body to try and make her miss any vital spot. Every single cell on his body yelled him to grab the girl and flee. He was too tired and exhausted to beat that orc woman alone. Only luck would decide if he would survive that strike, and still be able to walk...\n\nBut once more... Luck proved to be on Henri's side, as something quite unexpected happened. Lyn threw some seeds at the woman, which exploded in many thorns, grabbing the orc woman's arm and throwing it back. He didn't expect that Lyn, that frail beauty could handle herself in a battle, but he was apparently wrong. She had some tricks up her sleeve.\n\nThat's right. He wasn't alone this time. Lyn was there to help him. Henri wouldn't waste that opportunity that Lyn gave him. The few, precious seconds that Lyn's magic made the orc woman drop her guard, surprised.\nHe was in the middle of the cartwheel, so he couldn't grab a dagger right now... The only thing he could do was use the momentum the cartwheel gave him, he would kick the orc woman right in the neck, putting his legs around her neck, using his powerful legs to try and suffocate the orc woman, grabbing her arm with his hands so she couldn't hit him with the other blade.\n\n\"I'm counting on you, Lyn! Don't let her move her other arm. Hold still only for a few seconds!\" Henri shouted, locking his legs around the orc woman's neck.", "username": "13org", "char_name": "Henri Larue" } ]

[ { "text": "Alaira Taenn\n\nSilently, Alaira stood. Well. Perhaps not stood. No, one had to have their feet planted on solid ground. Alaira hung from a decorative gargoyle's plinth, quietly contemplating her next move. It didn't take long before she had leaped off with a slight grunt of effort, a burst of aeromancy gifting her with the momentum to continue her climb. It was good training for her, she thought. She could keep her body in shape and hone her magic at the same time. She caught the roof, groaning with effort as she heaved herself up. She rolled onto her back, panting as she looked up at the sky. \"I... I bet Dervis would... would just fuckin'... fly right up... The prick...\" She muttered inbetween breaths. She couldn't really do much with her Aeromancy apart from augment her momentum, so she had a habit of deriding some of the others with a better handle on it for 'taking the easy way'. This especially included the teacher, who she often teased on account of his height. Having her tossed straight into the air on gusts of wind did little to dissuade her. \n\nAfter her little break she sat up, brushing her hair behind her shoulders as looked out over the horizon. She sat at the highest point on the keep, and it made her smile a bit every time she remembered that the Arch-mage's chambers were just under her. She quietly wondered how many gargoyles or other, less physical sentries were watching her? Apart from the exercise, she like to come her as, apart from the wind, this was the quietest spot in the entire grounds. For a mindlessly bloodthirsty brute, she spent a lot of time just... thinking. Today was comparatively uneventful. Sure she'd been smithing earlier, as evidenced by the fact that her tunic was still somewhat damp with sweat, but it wasn't anything exciting. Just horseshoes, nails, that sort of thing. Being a goddamn wizard tended to inflate one's ego, and of the very, very small population of students that could work a forge, most found the act of creating such things beneath them. \n\nThey wanted to spend their time creating mighty blades, or all manner of magical whatsits, and yes, so did she. The difference was that she understood the value of things like that. Someone has to make the nails and hinges and rivets, and if she does it that means that means she's paid instead of some random chump merchant somewhere. More money means she has an easier time putting together the materials to actually make something worth bragging about. Didn't mean it was any less boring, though. Looking up at the sky, she was reminded that of all the things she missed about her life before, it was probably the blue sky. Out here, it was always some reddish/purple-y shade even in the middle of the damned day. She sighed and rolled her eyes, leaning back against the conical roof and closing her eyes. She began to sing to herself, just a dwarven mining song she'd picked up a few years back. She really did have a beautiful voice, odd from such a brutish woman. Well, she was half-elf, after all.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth wasn't entirely sure what happened. After knocking the Uth into the Abyss and making a run for the crystal everything was blurry. Just one huge mental block. Even names were starting to fade from her mind, but Annabeth knew at the very least that this place wasn't safe. She could see others getting up from the ground and while most seemed unharmed Annabeth still couldn't explain what just happened, and thus she felt they were still in danger. She also noticed that she was missing much of her equipment such as her bardiche and bow. She'd have to go find a new one when she gets back to the college.\n\n\"Is everyone alright? Who are we missing?\"\n\nEventually however Annabeth and the others began their slow trek back to the college. Along the way Annabeth finds Samson who seemed frighten and confused. Annabeth had to use a considerable amount of her mage blood to calm him down and coo him, and afterwards Annabeth felt absolutely exhausted and fell to her knee. She could tell that she must have used much of her mageblood already, \"Keep it together….\" Annabeth mounted Samson and rejoined the group.", "username": "Lucius Cypher", "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch" }, { "text": "Veretu & Salem\n\n\n---\n\n\nSalem tilted his head causing his large ears to point directly outwards. Large green eyes stared at the woman and while he knew he was getting glared at, why would he change who he was because of a look? Head straightened and he yawned at the woman. Clearly sending the message that he did not care about what she had to say. Who knew that it was even possible to sarcastically yawn. \n\nVeretu seemed to shrink somewhat at being looked over. He seems to relax as soon as Val focused on Salem for a bit. With an inhale he focused in on Val as she gave him his first lesson. He gave a nod. \"Understood...I hope that I can get him to be more...well behaved\" He shot a glare of his own to the small feline before giving a nod to Val as a thanks for the information. Salem rolled his large eyes in response and smoothed a bit of fur that seemed to be out of place only to him. \n\nThough, he soon stopped, pink tongue stuck out as his head lifted. An offended expression swept the cat's features before he huffed. \"I am clearly not like that pile of sand\" The cat's head moved as he snuffed the idea. Veretu meanwhile, gave a small chuckle before hearing a greeting. \n\nVeretu moved his wings into a half circle as he slowly turned. \"Uh...hi\" He was clearly still not the best with social interactions. Salem turned his head and the large green eyes in his head moved to see her. \"Another one?\" The cat gave a shrug of his small shoulders. \"Im more surprised people want to talk to the wall flower\" The cat flicked his ears and then snorted. \n\nAs Elise spoke Veretu gave a small nod, though it was not the easiest to see given his half circle of wings. Salem huffed. \"Im clearly not just any demon. Im obviously way more awesome\" The small cat puffed his chest before getting an eye roll from veretu. \"Eventually you will be better\" Salem stuck his tongue out at Veretu before standing his tail flicking.", "username": "BlackPanther", "char_name": "Veretu Olend" } ]

[ { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nBack at School \n\nHelena stopped part way down the hall, distracted by the entrance of the other...well student was all she could guess until she got a better look at them. Ah yes, another student for sure. A girl (woman probably a more accurate word), and an...elf? She hummed and smiled at her when she stood and spoke to. \"I'm minorly impressed,\" she said with a little chuckle. \"But you can call me Helena.\" \n\nShe looked up at the much taller woman, not at all bothered it seemed by their very apparent height difference. She was used to tall people in her life after all. \"And you are?\" she asked with another little smile, pushing her glasses up her nose some.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Alaira Taenn\nShe seems nice enough, I guess. She thought, looking her over with a quirked brow. Usually when she met someone they expressed either fear or a degree of revulsion. This one, however, seemed rather... well, normal. In the sense that she was not particularly upset with her presence. It was nice. She scratched at the back of her neck as she offered her other hand. \"Alaira. Apprentice wizard, I guess.\"\n\nThe girl might notice something a little odd about her. Mainly that all the flesh below her head was well-covered. She wore very thin gloves, and while her simple peasant's clothes had short sleeves her arms were tightly bandaged, even her neck as well. She didn't look injured either, seeing as how she just shrugged off getting tossed to the ground. Could be hiding something.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": "Alaira Taenn" }, { "text": "Uncovering Shadows Hysteria (Djarkel) \n, @Demonic Angel, @13org and @EliteCommander\n \n\n---\n\n\n\nAll the assassins managed to escape. \n\nNot a single trace was able to be found as they vanished like smoke in the wind, the warehouse reduced to a partly burnt ruin. With the scene quiet, the students were left to resume their earlier mission. Those still healthy quickly collected their crippled allies and proceeded with medical attention. Much to a few of their fortunes, Samuel seemed to have prepared for trouble. About six tightly bundled blood sickness herbs were stashed among their things within the carriage. \n\nWithin the next two days, Henri, Lyn, and Leith were back on their feet. Naturally, during a long conversation things were decided to bring Henri back to the college with them. \n\nThings became uneventful since the assassins didn't aim a second time for the chest. When the students finally arrived at their final destination, the Baron was grateful for the chest. Even so, he provided them with a return letter for Lucilia. Insisting that they waste no time in returning to the college before the day end, he bade them farewell. \n\nPresent\n\nLyn\n\nLyn sat, comfortable and warm, covered by blanket inside the carriage. Being slightly cold-blooded, her instinct forced her to suck heat from the nearest heat source. Much to Henri's enjoyment, that happened to be him. She disliked the cold as it bit through the wool and dug into her flesh. It chilled her to the very bone at the worst times. \n\nThe driver upfront hollers back to his passengers. \"Twilight College just ahead, folks.\" \n\nGradually the large gates creaked open to allow the horse and the students through. As the horse snorted, their figures brought to a halt, Lyn was the first out. The blanket still wrapped about, she felt her joints pop then snap upon exiting. \n\n \"Oh, geeze… ow…owie!\" \n\nShe leaned back to release the pressure on her back. Sitting for days on end was not fun at all and made her muscles all stiff. \n\nCollege Troubles\nVal, Twilight College\n\nFive-One@BlackPanther@Luna\n \n\nSeeing the younger woman still panicking, Val decided to take matters into her own hands. The dwarven woman gently placed her hands on either side of Elise's arms then gently guided the woman toward the infirmary. Averting eyes from the color red. \n\n\"Come on Lassie, follow me.\" \n\nVal paused long enough to address Veretu. \n\n\" Ye n' Summer t'ere 'ead to t'e kitc'ens. T'en explore the college a bit. I'll 'ave K'an send Rat'el to git ye later. Sounds like a plan?\"", "username": "Fallenreaper", "char_name": "Lyn Marik" } ]

[ { "text": "Lucilia Riovas\n\nLucilia soon returned towards her office carrying a small basket of blood candies. This was one of the more recently successful batches that Lucilia was going to box and send out as gifts to her allies in Djarkel and Eania, hopefully this might make some of the more independent covens more interested in collaborating with the college in the future. Speaking of diplomatic missions, she noticed Leith sitting outside of her office. Last she remembered she had sent him on a mission into Djarkel to speak to some of the college's allies. She hoped that everything turned out well for them, though Leith seemed sad. He was slumped against the wall like he had just hurt a friend's feeling. Not wanting to sour his mood, Lucilia crept over and playfully poked his cheek with a flower. \"Boop. Hello Leith. Why so glum?\"\n\n\n\nTyrael Marchosias\n\n\"Oh?\n\nHenri would feel a burning sensation in his back as Tyrael glared at him. The flowers that were on his body began to wilt as his temperature rose, a good sign that Tyrael was about to activate his magic. His arms grew bigger and his fingers extended into sharp bladed claws as the demonomancy teacher her the newcomer flirt with Lyn. \"What is this? An intruder in the college? We cannot allow that.\" Tyrael's black eyes looked into Henri's soul to mark him for death, or at least that's how it felt. For the most part Tyrael just looked like he was about to tear someone apart, partly out of intimidation, mostly because he really was and was only holding back because of the flowers that were now actively constricting his body.\n\nOf course Tyrael had to calm down at some point, which was when Grey addressed him. Tyrael's claws turned back into hands, though his notably bulkier arms remained. \"Hmph. I am fine. Just Lucilia's magic trying to ward off demons again.\" Grey seemed to have Henri handled for now, allowing Tyrael to focus his attention back to Lyn. Though he still looked like he was on the verge of mayhem, his expression soften (subtly) as he looked to Lyn. \"I do not, miss Lyn. I have actually come to see if she has arrived, but I believe she has. Her team came sometime ago and she was not reported missing. I am certain that your mother is just resting. For now let us go and rest as well. Professor's orders. Later we may bring your mother something fresh to eat.\" In Lyn's company Tyrael relaxed, his arms returning back to normal as he turned to guide the students to the dinning hall. Normally they'd have to walk on the sidewalks, but it was faster going through the snow. For those who didn't want to get their feet wet, Tyrael would make a path as he walked through the snow, melting a path thanks to the heat radiating from his body. The flowers remained wilted, yet still showed stubborn signs of life.\n\n@13org@EliteCommander@Freeshooter92", "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": "Leith Calder\n\nLeith flinched when he was poked with a flower. His head jerked to the side as he searched, wide eyed, for whoever had done that. He didn't have to look that long as the person who had poked him was standing beside him. It was Lucilia. Leith chuckled at his reaction and pulled himself to his feet. He must have been sitting longer than he had thought. Oh well, it allowed him to give Lucilia the letter and the report. \n\nHis face fell for a second as Lucilia asked what was wrong, but he changed it to a small smile. \"Oh, it's nothing really,\" He waved his hand dismissively. \"Just de-stressing from the mission. Oh! It was a success, I think we made a good impression with Lord Carmine. He gave us a journal with information on the other Barons of Djarkel.\" Leith handed both the book and the letter to Lucilia. \n\n\"Baron Praxis received his gift and gave us this letter to return to you. There was an attempt made to steal the box that we stopped, but one of the people that were hired to do it burst into flames due to a rune. It burned down the warehouse we faced them in.\" Leith finished and handed the report to Lucilia.\n\n\"There are more details in the report, but that is the gist of it.\"\n\nLeith looked back at spot on the floor where he had been sitting and sighed. \"I wasn't expecting a fight for my life during a diplomacy mission, and I guess it kinda weighed on me.\" He looked back at Lucilia as he told her his half-truth. He smiled widely as a thought occurred to him.\n\n\"Tyrael approached us to tell us that you were busy. He was covered in these flowers that just wouldn't stop growing. You didn't have anything to do with that, did you? I won't tell. I promise\" Leith smiled conspiratorially and crossed his heart with his right hand. He frowned for a second as he realized which hand he had used, but he was quick to return to smiling.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\n\nHelena found it mildly amusing that she had spent her whole life in one place, with the occasional little trips outside the city, even though it was a port city. And now, she'd gone off to school and she had travelled more in the almost year she'd been there than she had her whole life. Though she couldn't say that she didn't like it. Especially when you get the chance to go to a once in a lifetime thing like this.\n\nLike normal, she'd spent a majority of the travel time just watching things go by, doodling in her little book when the fancy struck. This time at least, it was less dark than the ones she'd drawn on the way to the Nox event. Even now, months later, she still had trouble recalling what had happened while they were down there. She'd had strange dreams, things that she only recalled for a few moments in morning when she awoke. But she couldn't separate what was real and what it was that her mind made up as nightmare. And she was sure that she really wanted to know. \n\nAs they got closer and closer to the city, she couldn't help but just stare out the windows in a bit of awe. Port Slaughter was a pretty big town for what it was. But it was nothing compared to this. Not this (relatively) clean, glittering collection of buildings. And part of her couldn't wait to get in there and suss out the dark parts of it. Even if they were supposed to be there on slightly more important terms.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "E'nasha Williams ~ Shimmerstone\n\n---\n\n\nE'nasha sat by the window of the carriage she shared with a few other students, looking out at the scenery as she had the whole trip so far. Months ago now, El'kan had told her she'd be on her own for her next mission- and despite her efforts, he still wasn't here with her now. Even though this isn't a \"mission\", just a festival in a far away city... Her thoughts seemed heightened in her mind because of the view of Shimmerstone in the distance now. They were a very, very far way from the college, and she was farther from her best friend than she'd ever been in her life. Whether her sadness at that fact showed on her face as she watched the carriage approach the city's gates, she didn't know. \n\nAs soon as they were through the gate and actually in the city though, the feeling began to fade into the back of her mind as the city commanded her attention in a way the landscapes of travel never could. She watched the people on the streets, each of them going about their preparations for the celebrations to come. Traders and merchants lined the streets, their stands and carts scattered around everywhere yet somehow not detracting at all from the atmosphere of the pristine stone buildings that made up this place. \n\nThoroughly distracted from her worries about El'kan for now, E'nasha let the curtain fall back over the window to block the view of the city. She finally relaxed back into her seat for what seemed like the first time since they'd started the journey from the college. Glancing at her carriagemates, she smiled slightly before speaking. \"Well, we're here. Are you guys excited?\"", "username": "Vesuvius00", "char_name": "E'nasha Williams" }, { "text": "Althalus\n\n\"The college won't tolerate anyone souring relations with Eania because they couldn't swallow their pride long enough to be polite whenever a noble happened to speak to them. Which is doubtlessly the only reason a noble would want to fight you, since we're novelties at best. Mages from the famous College of magic. A curiosity to be satisfied. Nothing worth even playing politics with, much less challenging to a fight without being provoked. So, my oily troublemaker, I'd suggest that if a noble talks to you, you smile and nod. Because if you get thrown in jail for provoking one of the nobles you so despise, I doubt the College will bother trying to save you. Besides, for the vast majority of this festival we're just going to be 'among the commonfolk'. You should be totally at ease. Not to much though, of course. Representatives of the college, and all that. You're going to be watched very carefully.\n\nAlthalus spoke from across the carriage, leaned backwards against the wall. His eyes had been closed most of the ride, catching up on rest for the festival to come. He was dressed in rough, homespun clothes of simple tans and whites. For all the world, he looked like another Eanian farmer or laborer, coming to the festival for a good time. Of course, he still had his knives hidden carefully on his body. He wasn't foolish enough to trust a festival like this to go smoothly. He stretched, sitting up, and turned his attention to Lyn.\"Shimmerstone. The Light of Eania. I've been here a few times on business. Its nicer than most cities, the people are kinder. I suspect it has to do with the over-saturation of Billant temples in the city, promoting good will and kindness to all but a select few. The best time to be in the city is now, however. Dancers, acrobats, storytellers, merchants, tricks with all kinds of weapons, reduced prices at taverns and inns, and general good cheer all around. Once we get past telling them how honored we are to be invited to this honorable city by its honorable leader on this most honored of days, we'll have a great time. Who knows? Maybe there'll be some Herbamancers you can talk to. I hear that those in Shimmerstone are second only to the elves beyond the mountains.\" He smiled and winked at his daughter, settling back against the wall.\n\nAramir\n\n\"Of course!\" Aramir exclaimed, peering out the window like a small child. She was ecstatic. This was her first time being to anything close to a festival, and it showed. She kept to her normal clothes, the only thing being different is that she didn't have her bow on her. Why should she? They were in the seat of Eania's power. Anything that could successfully attack here was much stronger than she could damage with her bow. And besides, she still had her magic. \"Can't you hear it all? The bustling crowd, the laughter, the sizzling food. This is gonna be great. Well, after we go and talk to the people that invited us here. That's the important part, obviously. But the fun part will be after we get out of there and get to go to this festival. I don't even know what all goes on in it and I intend to find out thoroughly!\"\n\nShe glanced over at Helena and then nudged her shoulder lightly. \"You could probably even make a few coins selling your drawings. I'm sure they're are plenty of people who'd want to buy some.\"\n\n@May@13org@Fallenreaper", "username": "Rtron", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\n\nHelena glanced up from her work, looking at Aramir for a moment as she tried to refresh her brain of what she'd just said. \"Oh I don't know about that,\" she replied with a little laugh, closing her little sketchbook around the charcoal she had in there. \"I'm not all that good. I mostly just do it as an outlet. I'm sure there's loads of other people already living here who draw and paint a lot better than me.\"\n\nShe pushed her glasses up her nose some and looked around at her carriage mates with a small smile. \"You all must be from some very small places,\" she said with a laugh. Even though she too was a little awed at the place.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Alaira Taenn & Danica Ruzicka & Grey Onyx\n\nAlaira glanced out the skylight with that prideful smirk of hers as the carriage rolled on. Ever since her 'operation', the woman had seemed... happier, though the difference was more pronounced to those close to her. The trauma she had experienced was not forgotten, but with the scars healed she seemed to finally be moving past it. She was more like the boisterous show-off of old, but tempered by the lessons she's learned. She wore simple clothing much like Athalus beside her, but in her case they were simply what she tended to wear outside of her armor. A simple set of trousers and a sleeveless tunic. She also wore a short sword on her hip, as she couldn't really justify a ten-foot spear as a weapon of self defense. \n\nShe heard Lyn speak, followed by Henri's answer, her smile becoming a frown. She kicked at the bench Henri sat on directly across from her, her foot thumping at the wood paneling just below his groin. \"Behave.\" She muttered coldly as she looked out the skylight again, her point made. Some things didn't change. After Athalus was finished with his little spiel, she thumbed towards him over her shoulder. \"What he said. You don't have to like the damn nobles, just shut up and mutter a pleasantry or two.\" She idly glanced over to the woman seated across from Aramir. \n\nDanica, however, was very much unlike her usual self. She was dressed in her 'hunting' leathers, all sorts of bandoliers and belt pouches apparently empty (Though, Athalus could tell that many of her weapons were simply hidden). She had her mask on as per usual along with her hat, pulled down low. She sat in the corner with her cloak pulled tight around, like a child trying to hide. \"It's... It's a lovely city.\" She said nervously, glancing out the window. \"I have not been here in some time.\"\n\nHer behavior was especially strange to anyone that had even met her for a moment. Simply put, she never seems to shut up about Billant, and for whatever reason she's conspicuously quiet at the biggest festival celebrating her goddess in all the land. She looked up to the snow elf, the subtle movement of her face mask implying a smile. \"The music was always my favorite part.\" she added, with a very light chuckle. \n\nFor Grey however, things were far less interesting. He didn't have the luxury of conversation from his position atop the carriage. Unlike most he was allowed to carry his weapons, given his position as a bodyguard. That didn't extend to his armor however, as he was expected to wear his fancy dress uniform. He looked around, occasionally smiling or waving. As much as he wanted to relax though, the last time he was at any kind of festivities he got into a fist-fight with a demon fifty times his size, so it was best to remain alert.", "username": "Freeshooter92", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose \n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nSsarak could not help but to smile as he breathed in the fresh air through the window beside him. At least on the surface, the land seemed to live up to the reputation it held. He would not want to stir up any debate by speaking his thoughts aloud, but he felt that he preferred it to the destination of his previous mission. This festival seemed like something he might actually enjoy far more than the parties he had attended in Djarkel. For one, his clothes were far more comfortable than the strange attire he had worn to fit in among the Djarkel nobility. Not to mention, it was much more bright and vibrant in color. The oranges and reds of his tunic stood out against his black scales. He had with him his blade, though it was currently in the form of a simple knife that any common person would carry as a tool. \n\nAlso helpful was the fact that they were not really on an \"assignment\" at all. They had no tasks to perform, or objectives to complete. They merely needed to enjoy themselves in a way that reflected well upon the College. Just being present and avoiding causing trouble would suffice. \n\n\"I would call myself excited, yes. It reminds me of my first time in Feldor.\" Ssarak commented. \"It might not have been as vibrant or colorful as this place, but to a young Esyire who had never seen more than a somewhat large collection of huts and small buildings, it could not have been more alive. Though, I cannot say I have been to a festival like this before. Does anyone have any ideas in mind for what they intend to do first?\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "Leith Calder\n\nLeith went whiter than usual when Henri told him that Lyn had run. All the things that could happen to her ran through his mind. Yes, while she was no longer a child, she still had very little life experience outside of the college, and in a city like Shimmerston, even though it had prettied up for the festival, it still had some pretty dark parts. He realized that if Keri saw or heard about Lyn running away she would have gone after the her unless someone else had. While he still worried about Lyn, it was less so.\n\nAs Henri explained what was going on in the exact opposite way that Leith had asked, a crowd of children had gathered around, awed by Henri's knife skills. They clapped and cheered once he had finished twirling his knife. They quickly dispersed with giggles and screams once Henri started flirting with Helena.\n\nLeith rubbed his face with a hand. Even though Henri had done the opposite of what Leith wanted, he got a good enough idea of what was going on. He chuckled as something that Henri said registered. \"I think Althalus will get a good laugh out of being called an it, but in my honest opinion, I really believe that no one at this college is threatening you near as seriously as you think they are, except maybe Tyrael, but Tyrael threatens everyone. None of who you mentioned would actually do harm to the person who saved Lyn's life. It would destroy her. I actually didn't overhear what was going on in the carriage, which was why I asked, but you have given me enough information for me to say-\"\n\n\"Excuse me, Henri. If you do not mind, I would like to pull you away for a moment and speak in private. There is something important I would like to discuss.\" \n\nSsarak had approached the three of them. Leith had been too busy talking to Henri to notice the Esyire walk up to them.\n\n\"Ah, perfect!\" Leith said with a smile. \"A better mediator than I ever could be.\" He bowed his head to Ssarak. \"I'll leave Henri to you and head back to the others.\" With that said Leith went back to the group. \n\n\"So, I don't think that Henri actually knows you're Lyn's father.\" Leith said to Althalus as he approached him, a smile on his face. \n\nAlthalus would feel something wet on his sleeve. Water mixed with mud for visibility scrawled out a message. Keep a close eye on your hand. The shapeshifter is The Eternal Hunger's sister. Once Althalus had read the message, the water-mud writing wicked away, leaving his sleeve dry and unstained. Leith chuckled nervously. \"He called you a goon, too, I think.\"", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "(dbl post)", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nSsarak gave a thankful nod towards Leith for his vote of confidence, and retained his friendly demeanor towards Henri. \"You will have to trust me when I say that it is best if we speak in confidence. My words could end up being vital to you, for the sake of your own safety with the shapeshifter about.\"\n\nFor a moment, Ssarak gave a glance towards Helena. \"Do not worry, I shall endeavor not to occupy your companion for too long, if I can avoid it.\" He said reassuringly, though his attention was soon back on Henri. This time, he made sure to maintain their privacy by exclusively speaking to him telepathically. \"I know you have encountered trouble with some of the others. It is hard not to know at this point, even without mind-reading. But, I feel some of this stems from…unfamiliarity with one another. You are new here, having only arrived within the last few months. There are many people here that you do not really know, nor are you truly familiar with the College itself and why we are doing the things we are doing. Why it is all important. Myself, on the other hand, I have known most of my fellow students for years. For a few, I know them better than I they know themselves. It is unfair for you to be thrown into the middle of all of this without the depth of knowledge that you would require to make proper judgments. I can give you…context, about the others, and about the College itself. I can help you understand why people like Althalus, Alaira, and Tyrael act the way they act, and why they make their choices. Firstly, I would like to ask if you are aware of the demon attack that took place at the College a few years ago. News of it has spread all over Tiien by this point, but everyone might not still be aware of it.\"", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" } ]

[ { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nNox Mission \n\nHelena started to back up again, but the beast was taken down before she had to worry too much about it. Once it was crumpling to the ground, she hurried over, retrieving any knives she passed on the way, and went to help Darell back onto even, solid footing again. \"C'mon, let's get you back into the fight.\" Not that she wanted to do more fighting, but she'd also wanted to get out of their alive. He came up and got onto his feet, she took that moment to look around again, see where Annabeth and Collete were and if Athalus was handling the one that had gone for him. She was sure that he was, he'd been the one to actually kill any of them, she'd only distracted and wounded. \n\nWhich she did again, once she let go of Darell's hand, lighting up the one going after Drake and the others, helping them out as she could so they all could get out of there. But when she was done, she was panting a little bit. It was pushing at her limits now, at the very least her limits of control. They needed to get out of there soon.", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" }, { "text": "Veretu&Salem\n\n\n---\n\n\nVeretu was walking at a decent pace when he heard someone approach. Approach then fall, but that was not here nor there. He hoped that that would've meant the person would leave, but no...apparently not. His dragon wings pulled around him to create more of barrier between them. He turned, but the full view of him was blocked out by his leathery wings. \"He's not a cat\" it was said matter of factly and it did not seem to be ready to explain in full detail what he meant. \n\nSalem however turned and seemed somehow more egotistical. \"Im much better then a cat. Im special\" The cat waved his tail and beamed at the girl before looking up at veretu and rolling his eyes. \n\nBefore either could continue however, veretu caught sight of the dwarf woman. It would seem impossible for his wings to shut anymore and him still see, but he managed it. He was fully taken from sight on his front and it was clear he did not handle social interaction well. Though, he was at least facing her direction. \n\nSalem however once more proved that he was the more social of the two. The cat waved his tail once more and instead of outright speaking gave a rather innocent sounding meow. He was testing to see how the soot covered woman would react to him. Giant green eyes and all.", "username": "BlackPanther", "char_name": "Veretu Olend" } ]

[ { "text": "Veretu & Salem\n\n\n---\n\n\nVeretu opened his wings up slightly, exposing a few of his features as the two spoke. He seemed to be more observing at the moment rather then outright speaking. All seemed fairly well...seemed to be a normal greeting. He could handle a normal greeting. His wings opened slightly more as he was preparing himself to actually greet this person. But then he heard a voice behind him and that sent his wings to shut as he moved away. Not quite out of sheer fear, but from remembering the last time he encountered demons that were not salem and how that ended....weirdly. \n\nSalem meanwhile was completely absorbed by the people not giving him nearly enough attention when he suddenly felt a jerk on his tail. His tail of all things. He spun around and hissed given that he was the perfect size for punting this probably was not nearly as intimidating as he would have wished it to be. Soon he saw the demon responsible for it and sat down smoothing down his fur. As if no such thing happened.\n\nVeretu seemed to be back to where he was originally with his wings hiding him. He soon found himself blinking though when he felt a warm gentle touch. His head tilted as slowly the wings opened enough to reveal some of his features. \"I was....taken off guard\" Slowly his wings opened up more until they folded neatly on his back. He gave the woman a glance and went to open his mouth only to be interrupted. \"Im Salem thats veretu...princess over there wants to learn or something. I Dunno\" He then went back to cleaning his fur as veretu sent him a deep dagger glare. \n\nWith an exhale Veretu shrugs. \"Sorry about the ball of fur....I do wish to learn how to use my abilities....so i can send that back\" He featured at Salem who gave an innocent look.", "username": "BlackPanther", "char_name": "Veretu Olend" }, { "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nNox Mission \n\n\"Ah yes, because you know all so much about it too, mister I'm-a-Nox-mageblood-but-I-don't-know-what-I'm-doing-either,\" she sighed, rolling her eyes at Athalus some. Men and their trying to best one another, she sighed as the rest of them hurried together some and started to move away from their fights and to what was hopefully the exist.\n \nHelena looked over at Darell, tilting her head some for a moment. \"What are we, fodder?\" she asked, sounding annoyed, but she went into motion to do as she was asked. Because she wanted to get out of here. She wanted to live. And she'd deal with being bossed about by someone who she didn't like, wasn't fully sure that she trusted, but had so far been the most helpful of the group if it meant that she would make it to the surface again. \n\n\"Hey! Ugly!\" she called to the masked man, coming closer to him even though every part of her being wanted to run the other way just then. \"Why don't you take that manic laugh down a notch there and let's talk about this whole...taking over the Nox thing. Yeah?\"", "username": "May", "char_name": "Helena Axford" } ]

[ { "text": "Leith Calder\n\nThe fumes were dulling Leith's senses. As the elf swung her trident at him, he knew he had to move, but his reactions felt sluggish. He staggered to the side, away from the crates he had his back against. The trident still connected with him, slashing across his chest, but the wound was shallow. The pain pulsed hollowly through him, almost as if it wasn't his pain, but someone else's. \n\nLeith shook his head. He needed to deal with the elf before he made any more mistakes. He had left his sword in the carriage when he chased after the thief, but he still had a weapon. He pulled at the leather necklace he had around his neck. It pulled off easily, and he gripped the small, trinket-sized sword in his left hand. \n\n\"To be fair, it wasn't you I was sneaking up on,\" Leith said, his speech slightly slurred. He glanced back in Ssarak's direction. There was another Esyire facing off against his friend. \"Although maybe facing you would have been an easier challenge.\"\n\nHe took a step forward and swung his right fist at the elf. He wasn't intending on hitting her with it. It was a cover to try and prevent her from noticing him enlarge Sephrim Sword in his other hand to the size of a longsword and take a swing at her leg.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" }, { "text": "Elise, Twilight College\n\n@Luna@BlackPanther\n\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nElise was breathing heavily but was slowly trying to calm down from seeing the color of red, after all it has been troubling her ever since her mother died. She looked at Val with a slight smile and a slight confused look on her face. \"V-Val, D-Demons? I-Is t-that w-what Z-Zaad i-is,\" Elise said, with a unquestionable curiosity and not understanding in what Val was talking about.\n\nElise was a bit more calmer and looked at Val. \"I-I h-have a-a f-fear o-of t-the c-color r-red,\" Elise said, with a slight nervousness in her voice when she told Val. She smiled a bit with what she had said even though she's slightly nervous. She had a thought in her head and looked at Veretu. \"I-Is, t-that w-what y-you w-were w-warning m-me a-about, V-Veretu? A-About S-Salem,\" Elise said, towards Veretu with a slight curious poking question. She had always liked cats though.\n\nElise heard a voice coming from behind them and slowly turned to see a female with red hair approaching them. She somewhat started to breathe heavily again even after she calmed down a bit. She looked at the ground with a bit of nervousness. \"H-Hello,\" Elise said, nervously towards the red hair girl.", "username": "Landaus Five-One", "char_name": "The Cander Village" } ]

[ { "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak was not expecting the sudden outburst of flames, to be certain. For a few, very brief moments, it raised quite a few questions in his mind which he had a hard time believing would possess reasonable answers. Between the Esyire's thoughts and the words he screamed, it did not take too much effort for Ssarak to piece together what happened. The way the Esyire spoke seemed to suggest that he knew it would happen, which begged the question of why he, or any rational mercenary, would accept such a job to begin with. Why in the Inferno would anyone who was just working for coin agree to put on something that would allow said employer to immediately kill them at any time? Ssarak worked as a mercenary for a time, and if nothing else, he would have suspected that the employer could easily turn on them once they had secured the package. To Ssarak, it seemed insane, but he did not have time to dwell on such thoughts. \n\nThe Esyire, in his panic, was running for an exit, towards at least one of Ssarak's friends. He could still be dangerous even in his last moments, so Ssarak followed after him. Being that the Esyire was on fire, Ssarak wondered if he might now be more susceptible to illusions. It did not seem likely that he was paying close attention to anything except his own pain. As such, Ssarak attempted to shift his perceptions to guide him away from anything dangerous he might end up setting ablaze. He shifted the apparent position of crates, other obstacles, and the exit itself to try and keep him from causing more harm.", "username": "EliteCommander", "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose" }, { "text": "Leith Calder\n\nLeith staggered from the push. After the blade made contact with the elf's leg, Leith had shrunk the sword back down to the trinket it was before. He had been planning on shrinking and enlarging the sword when he attacked to throw his opponent off, but a scream silenced his plans. He spun his head around to notice that the Esyire that was fighting Ssarak was now engulfed in flames. A puzzled expression crossed Leith's face and he tried to figure out why the Esyire was on fire. \n\nPanic soon overtook bewilderment as the Esyire started running in Leith's direction. With all the spilled oil, it was far too easy for the warehouse to go up in flames. Without another thought, Leith shot his hands out in front of him and made a pushing motion. All the lamp oil that had been spilled from the barrel and landed on Leith and the elf flowed towards the back wall and out of the flaming Esyire's path. \n\nLeith regretted his decision immediately. \n\nHis stomach churned as he lost all sense of orientation. He stumbled backwards, his foot catching on the edge of a crate. He was sent crashing to the floor. He spent a few moments staring at the roof of the warehouse idly wondering what brought him to this point. As he turned his head to the side and vomited, he smiled feebly. \n\nWell, he had never gotten Blood Sickness this badly before, so that was new.", "username": "Konan375", "char_name": "Leith Calder" } ]

[ { "text": "**Aslan's Camp, Narnia**\n\n\"Thank you all for your great help in defeating the White Witch. I hope we once will see each other again, and when that time comes this land will be freed from the witch and Aslan will have returned.\" Oreius spoke.\n\n\"Take care all.\" Mr. Tumnus added.\n\nAfter saying goodbye to the residents of Narnia the group gathered. In one of Reno's personality changes, he flew away. Away from Narnia, he was going fast, but if someone went after him now they could catch up to him, or at least see to which world he would be heading. \"So from what I understand me and Thomas are going after Reno while the three of you go to the next world, right?\" Belle asked, after Thomas suggested the idea. She turned to Thomas. \"Since I don't have a Keyblade and I also don't know the destination of where Reno is heading too, could I hop on back of your glider?\" she asked.", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" }, { "text": "\"That'll possibly be too slow Belle.\" Joshua said. He had Amaya on his back now, since she was easier to carry that way\" If I know the general location I can open a Corridor for you and Thomas to go through. It'll be faster then a glider but more dangerous as well. However, if you make it there ahead of him, you might have a better chance at finding him.\"", "username": "Joshua Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Amaya yawned shifting some on his back moving her head some and murmured werid things for a bit before falling silent still fast asleep with her arms wrapped loosely around his neck. While Joshua held her legs up keeping her from falling down", "username": "Amaya Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Before\n\nReno had returned to the White Witch's Castle after saving Belle from the White Witch's dwarf henchman by using a mysterious new spell, Dark Flare. It was unclear how he came to use or learn it, but the fact was that he had used it. He had returned because he had blacked out once again and had gone to the battlefield, leaving Amaya behind. So in concern he swiftly made his return to the castle. Fortunately, upon arrival, Amaya was safe and even Joshua and Mr. Tumnus had appeared. Several questions were asked from both of them, Joshua angry at Reno for leaving Amaya and Amaya wondering why he had turned essentially into a soulless being.\n\nSomething strange happened to the young Magus after that. His eyes seemed to become devoid of any existence as did his presence. Essentially it was as if his entire being ceased to exist, yet he was still there. In what seemed like a struggle though Reno's Keyblade did materialize for just a moment as he tried to grab it, but something went wrong. The weapon seemed to fade into nothing, not vanishing in the conventional manner, leaving Reno(?) in the same state of nothingness. An empty void of oblivion. All seemed lost for Reno after that, whose existence in his presence seemed to be completely gone with no traces of it whatsoever.\n\nThere was still hope though. In what could only be described as unexpected, a brilliant circle of pure light shone from Reno's forehead as his eyes changed colors, the eye that was grey becoming green and his green eye turning red. His entire posture and demeanor seemed to change as well. He was more mature for sure. His voice even was different. It was quieter and lacked the childish quality that Reno's possessed. Before more could be explored about Reno's(?) new state, he seemed to apologize to both Joshua and Amaya before materializing his Glider. The strange thing was he seemed to have a slightly harder time calling it forth, almost as if it wasn't actually his. After the Glider came forth Reno sped off from Narnia at a very fast pace, as if he was in a hurry to get somewhere.\n\n---\n\nThe Present\n\nHe arrived in a world called Prydain, not that Reno(?) took note of that. He seemed to be preparing to do something, but the light on his forehead was fading much faster now. Somehow, according to Reno(?) he had 'run out of time' and wasn't able to proceed with his plans. Saying 'hurry up and hear my voice' to no one, the circle disappeared from Reno's forehead, leaving Reno back to normal as he looked around, not sure of where he was at all.\n\n\"This place seems different from that Narnia place\". Reno couldn't entirely tell for sure, but his gut told him that he wasn't in Narnia anymore. It also told him that he was hungry, which Reno proceeded to quell by taking out a candy bar and eating it as he began to float away from the small clearing he was in. \"Its exploration time!\" he stated gleefully as he finished off the candy bar and with all haste began to float quickly now, hoping to find the others as maybe they had come here as well. Of course, he was also hoping to find someone or something interesting as well, but for now he was just moving forward quickly with no real destination in mind.", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I as well,' Thomas replied with a bow to Oreius. It was nice to have a victory under his belt, if a tad soured by the knowledge that the White Witch would probably have beaten him if it weren't for the intervention of his other self. But he could overlook that as it was. He turned back to the group, as they discussed what to do about Reno. He heard the various suggestions, and shook his head. After last time, he was not doing another Corridor of Darkness. And it would make it harder to hide.\n\n\"Thanks but no thanks Joshua,\" he replied. \"I have confidence in my own flying skills. and we can't do very much looking if one of us is hurt by the Corridor of Darkness. So I'll pass.\" He then looked over at Belle. \"Sure.\" For some reason he was looking forward to the trip, though also nervous in case he blacked out like what had happened earlier, though his fear of that had somewhat subsided. He then scanned the group. \"Well, we best get moving, since he already has a lead on us\"", "username": "Flamelord", "char_name": "Thomas Delatori" }, { "text": "Belle nodded at Thomas and then turned to Joshua, Amaya and Ascot. \"Success in the next world. The plan was to meet back again in Twilight Town, right? See you there.\" Belle said and waited for Thomas to summon his keyblade glider. If the glider would be summoned she would hop on the back of it and let Thomas fly them into the direction Reno was heading. Seeing his 'other' state it can be assumed he went straight forwards and landed on the first world that he stumbled onto.\n\nThis would be a quest with only Thomas with her, that was something... different. She always had been with the group, Thomas wasn't even with the group when she first met them. However now she was going on a trip, uh, a quest with him to find Reno. Belle hoped that Reno had gone to a world where environment is somewhat better, they have been living in these cold lands for a few days and it would be nice to get some rays from the sun on her skin. All these little things would she discuss in her head during the trip, she knew it. And an occasional talk with Thomas, he doesn't really seem like a talker unlike Ascot or Reno. But why was she worrying so much, they should just make the best of it.\n\nOnce they had landed on the world where, hopefully, Reno was. Belle immediately noticed a dark presence ruling the world. This is something anyone would think as the world was cloaked in darkness and they were standing in front of a massive dark castle. The moon was red, and the sky was dark. Once she hopped off Thomas' glider she asked him \"Okay what's the plan?\"", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" }, { "text": "The plan all set, Thomas nodded to the departing group and tossed out his Keyblade Glider, hopping on and ready to go as he felt the board shift under him from belle getting on. Her proximity was a bit unnerving with the possibility of another episode, but once again he was fairly certain those had passed. But there was more than that, and it wasn't a sensation he was used to. But they had a mission, and he needed to focus on it. He too shared the desire that the new world would be warmer than the last, though how difficult that would be was anyone's guess.. They did talk during the trip, about strategy, a bit of each others histories, though nothing ground breaking. And eventually they arrived at the world Reno would presumably have landed on.\n\nHe looked around for a spot and then took them in for a landing, He let Belle get off before doing so as well and sending away his Glider. If belle could notice a dark presence, it his like a load of bricks, dark wound flaring in reaction, and he grit his teeth while striving to suppress the pain and keep her from noticing. His eyes traveled up to the full height of the castle, and he whistled, a bit impressed.\n\nHe rubbed the back of his head in thought. \"Ummm, I suppose the big, ominous, castle is a good place to start,\" he replied, and set off. If he didn't let his mind dwell, maybe it wouldn't be as much of a problem.", "username": "Flamelord", "char_name": "Thomas Delatori" }, { "text": "Joshua waited until Thomas and Belle had left before opening a CoD. After a moment of hesitation he entered and led the way through so the group emerged at the other end safely. When they exited they would be on a floating island, the sky in a state of twilight. It wasn't the world Ascot and Amaya might've expected, but Joshua wasn't going to risk hurting them. Not again.\n\"Alright then. Let's see if the old man is in... probably is.\" Joshua said before entering Yen Sid's tower", "username": "Joshua Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Amaya stirred some ad they came out of the cod as she yawned stretching a but as she almost fell backwards but held on to Joshua as she looked around rubbing her eyes\"where are we? \"she asked with a yawn trying to wake up", "username": "Amaya Tamashii", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "The plan all set, Thomas nodded to the departing group and tossed out his Keyblade Glider, hopping on and ready to go as he felt the board shift under him from belle getting on. Her proximity was a bit unnerving with the possibility of another episode, but once again he was fairly certain those had passed. But there was more than that, and it wasn't a sensation he was used to. But they had a mission, and he needed to focus on it. He too shared the desire that the new world would be warmer than the last, though how difficult that would be was anyone's guess.. They did talk during the trip, about strategy, a bit of each others histories, though nothing ground breaking. And eventually they arrived at the world Reno would presumably have landed on.\n\nHe looked around for a spot and then took them in for a landing, He let Belle get off before doing so as well and sending away his Glider. If belle could notice a dark presence, it his like a load of bricks, dark wound flaring in reaction, and he grit his teeth while striving to suppress the pain and keep her from noticing. His eyes traveled up to the full height of the castle, and he whistled, a bit impressed.\n\nHe rubbed the back of his head in thought. \"Ummm, I suppose the big, ominous, castle is a good place to start,\" he replied, and set off. If he didn't let his mind dwell, maybe it wouldn't be as much of a problem.", "username": "Flamelord", "char_name": "Thomas Delatori" }, { "text": "Joshua waited until Thomas and Belle had left before opening a CoD. After a moment of hesitation he entered and led the way through so the group emerged at the other end safely. When they exited they would be on a floating island, the sky in a state of twilight. It wasn't the world Ascot and Amaya might've expected, but Joshua wasn't going to risk hurting them. Not again.\n\"Alright then. Let's see if the old man is in... probably is.\" Joshua said before entering Yen Sid's tower", "username": "Joshua Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Amaya stirred some ad they came out of the cod as she yawned stretching a but as she almost fell backwards but held on to Joshua as she looked around rubbing her eyes\"where are we? \"she asked with a yawn trying to wake up", "username": "Amaya Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Yen Sid was sitting behind his desk on his big green chair. A single, but big, candle was standing on his desk. A little flame was radiating light from the tip of the candlewick. He saw three young keyblade warriors arrive in his chamber. Joshua, Amaya and Ascot. As a great master of the keyblade, Yen Sid knew their names, and especially now that they were on this special quest.\n\n\"Ah, Joshua.\" Yen Sid spoke in his deep toned voice. \"It is nice to see you, as well as you two.\" he looked at Ascot and Amaya. \"What is the business you seek here?\" the interior of his room hasn't changed since the time of Sora, Riku and Kairi, or even their predecessors. Yen Sid was also curious where the other team members were, but that was a subject for later. First he needed to know what Joshua's purpose of coming here was, as it was clear that he was the one who wanted to ask something.\n\n---\n\n*Earlier*\nAs Reno was wandering the new world he had arrived on he was quickly encountered by a large group of skeletons and some Heartless. They didn't speak but held their weapons into his direction. They motioned him to walk into the direction of the dungeons of the castle. If Reno would come along without defeating the skeleton guards he would be lead into the dungeons and locked away behind the steel bars.\n\n*Later*\nBelle chuckled. \"Yeah, I guess that's a nice place to start looking.\" she said and walked along with Thomas to the entrance of the castle. \"Do you think Reno is here? This place looks dangerous, and although I know Reno can manage is psychically I wonder if he also can mentally...\" Belle paused. \"Sorry, I'm just a bit worried. I'm sure he is okay.\"", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" }, { "text": "Joshua slowed down a bit when he felt Amaya stir on his back. He managed to keep his balance dispute climbing up stairs at the time, though it was only just barely so.\n\"We're at Master Yen Sid's place. I need to ask him for some... help.\" Joshua said before he continued up the stairs. After a few more minutes he reached the door to the Master's office he entered slowly. After the Master greeted them and asked why they were there Joshua set Amaya down before walking forward and bowing.\n\"Yen Sid-sama.\" He said.\" I... I need some help controlling the darkness inside of me.\"", "username": "Joshua Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Amaya listened as she watched.Joshua kinda struggle to get up the stairs.she kinda felt bad but he didn't seem to mind, or atleast he didn't show it.\n\nAmaya thanked Joshua when.he placed her down. She stood up adjusting her skirt, dusting any dirt on it. She then looked around setting her eyes of yen Sid \"mother use to tell be great things about you and thank-you for helping Joshua while I was...away would be the best words to describe my old situation \"said amaya gently\"also thank-you for allowing us in your presence \"she added", "username": "Amaya Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Skeletons and Heartless. A strange combination. Skeletons were types of undead, he had seen them in plenty of games. Of course, being the powerful wizard he was and knowing that skeletons, like most undead and everything else in the entire world, were weak to fire would make them easy game for Reno's powerful Ardor spell. The others weren't around though and to be honest, Reno was a bit curious as to what was going on. Maybe if there were indeed Heartless here then maybe there was a Sign here as well. Usually Heartless appeared in important places, so Reno figured he would go with them since they didn't seem to be hostile in the sense of attacking on sight.\n\nSo just nodding to the Skeletons he followed them, floating beside them with a sense of curiosity and wonderment on his face, not really the face of one fearing the dungeons. No instead his face was its usual happy-go lucky self. As he was taken to the castle he looked around in awe at both the outside of the large, ominous building and its insides as he was guided to the dungeon chamber. \"Wow, you Skeleton guys got a nice place huh?\" He said to the skeletons with a grin on his face, half expecting an answer and at the same time not expecting one.\n\n\"Wow, this is my first time being thrown in prison, I can't wait to tell Father about this\". He said this with way too much excitement for a kid being thrown in prison. It almost seemed as though he wanted to experience this as he was locked away behind bars, having gone willingly into the cell himself. The steel bars would be no trouble before Reno's magic, and even if the steel bars wouldn't move, there was always the brick walls. Either way, his escape was pretty much secured, but he figured he might as well enjoy the prison life for a bit. He snapped his fingers his glider appeared in front of him in a small flash of light and atop of that was a large assortment of food as Reno was using it as a table, the Glider lowering itself to the ground as Reno sat in front of it, floating on his knees in a more traditional sitting style.\n\n\"Itadakimasu~\" With that he began to chow down, looking to other cells as he wondered if anyone else was in here. \"Is anyone else in here? I have food if anyone wants some\". After calling out to anyone else in the dungeons the young Magus continued to eat, taking the moment to relax and fill the black hole known as his stomach.", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Aside from the other keyblader, Jake, there also were four other people. Of which three were human and one was an animal, you could describe him as a dog, but then different. As Reno handed out pancakes the others kindly accepted it. \"Wow, great pancakes. I haven't eaten for some time now.\" the youngest boy in the group said. \"It is truly a delis.\" the girl said afterwards before eating another piece of the meal. The old bard finished his meal rather quickly, he had also been locked up for a longer time than the others. The dog-like creature feasted on the pancakes immediately.\n\n\"Thank you kind sir. My name is Fflewddur Fflam, but you just can call me Fflam.\" he pulled out his harp. \"You know, this harp is magic. It breaks every time when I tell a lie. Although that doesn't happen often.\" and just as he said that his harp broke. \"Bummers, now I have to fix it again.\"\n\nThe youngsters also introduced themselves after Fflam. \"I am Taran, and this here is Princess Eilonwy.\" he said and Eilonwy greeted Reno by waving at him. \"Gurgi, that ball of hair there\" he pointed to the dog-like creature \"were imprisoned here. I met Eilonwy, Fflam and Jake here too, we tried to escape but without success, until you came along.\" he explained. \"Tell him about your quest.\" Eilonwy said.\n\n\"Right. We are here to save my pig Hen Wen from the Horned King. And seeing as you are a powerful mage, maybe you could help us accomplish it.\" Taran grabbed a sword that he secretly took along with him to the prison. \"I will fight too. But we have to keep Eilonwy, Fflam and Gurgi save. Are you in?\"", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" }, { "text": "Ascot disagreed with Rose's diagnosis of darkness as a disease; he knew from his studies at Disney Town that Joshua would have to accept his own small-d darkness in order to succeed, but let's just say that this was not a matter to broach with his future mother, not when she's had bad experiences with her own darkness, and not when she was otherwise a kind person.\n\n\"Yes,\" spoke Ascot in response to Rose's question. \"For seven years now, I've been without family, or at least, I've been without parents. I've had parental figures and friends, but, none of them can fill the void, since, in the end, my own home is alone; no one there stays with me. I want to live in a normal house again, with parents and two sisters and a warm fire in the hearth.\"\n\n\"That said, though, I'll have to come back to my homeworld every six months; I still have friends there, and responsibilities, too. That also means that, should you choose to adopt me, I'll have to leave you and Elyse alone for half the year. Would that be all right with you?\"", "username": "Letter Bee", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Well you will have one parent to say the least since my husband is no longer among us,rest his soul.I wouldn't mind having you as a son. I understand obligations and will not stop you\"she said \"all I ask is that you keep in touch with me and elyse from time to time. Elyse does get lonely and sometimes I need a baby sitter when amaya and Joshua isn't around \"she said before looking at elyse \"hey wanna big brother elyse\"asked rose to her youngest", "username": "Amaya Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Reno watched them all eat the pancakes he made and he was glad that all of them seemed to enjoy them. Reno was actually a good cook since he knew his father couldn't always be the one to cook. There were times when Serin was busy, so Reno had picked up cooking and became really good at it. Using magic while he cooked made him even better. He simply just used magic to make the things he was cooking with float and essentially he moved them with hand gestures. In a sense, magic allowed him to cook more food faster. Plus Reno was too lazy to use his hands anyway. It took longer that way.\n\n\"I didn't summon them at all, and after we get out of here I would be glad to give you the recipe\". He grinned up at the older Keyblader before looking at the bard as he spoke and introduced him, his companions, and their goal which was trying to save a pig that apparently allowed a King to summon skeletons. Reno really didn't know what was going on in this world really, but it sounded like these people needed help rescuing their friend. That was more than enough of a reason for Reno to want to help them, although in reality he would have helped them without any form of reason. After all for Reno knew that you didn't need any reason to help someone.\n\n\"Sure, i'll gladly help rescue your friend\". He had a grin as he said this without any form of hesitation. \"Just take me to where he is and ill do whatever I can\".", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Low level Heartless, this wasn't too hard, and it was a nice break after nearly getting murdered by the White Witch. Aerial swipes and lightning flared as he lashed out at the Wyverns, twisting in air to dodge retaliatory hits. It was a change of pace, to fight aerial enemies as opposed to land bound ones, and he found himself adapting to cope, sweeping blows aimed in time with jumps, using the momentum from one hit to propel him in a spin to another Wyvern.so he could hit that one. Landing provided the opportunity for healing, and more magic as well as a chance to see how belle's fight was going, if he needed to intervene, though that was unnecessary every time he did look. One less thing to worry about as he took down one Wyvern after another until the skies were clear.\n\nhe relaxed his Keyblade as he walked over to Belle, breathing deeply but not tired. He glanced about at the various doors before humming in thought, and pointed to a door on the right side, which seemed a bit less gaudy than the others. If it led to a place for servants, or the kitchen, he knew he wouldn't decorate it that well. \"Let's try there,\" he replied, moving off towards the door in question to see what he could find.", "username": "Flamelord", "char_name": "Thomas Delatori" }, { "text": "\"That's great,\" Jake said, getting up. \"I'd like to try that recipe out sometime myself.\"\n\nHe took a torch off a nearby wall.\n\n\"From what I heard, the pig's not so much for creating skeletons as finding a piece of kitchenware that will allow him to raise the dead. Pig's got the power to see the unseen, so I understood. And generally, if the Horned King gets his hands on said cauldron, we'd be looking at hordes of undead that can be replenished easily, and, well, no need to tell you that's a Bad Thing.\"\n\nJake rubbed his chest, as though it was still sore.\n\n\"Trust me, the Horned Freak could really use a makeover, but no denying he's a tough bastard. Keep your eyes peeled, and let's get moving.\"\n\nHe turned to the other freed prisoners. \"Any idea where to start looking?\"\n\nWith a flick of his wrist, Jake called forth Kaiser Leo, his trusty ax-shaped Keyblade. The thing was almost as big as he was, and glinted a bright bronze and silver in the torchlight. Dangling from its handle was a snarling lion's head the size of an orange.\n\n\"Better to be prepared,\" he said with a wink. He lead the group, taking point with his trusty weapon firmly in hand...", "username": "shadowsaint007", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Riku stood up from his chair in the basement. He looked to the mirror which showed Joshua standing alone in the empty void. \"Mirror! Bring him back.\" he said with his arms crossed. \"Of course Master Riku.\" the Mirror spoke. An orb of light came out of the mirror which contained Joshua. The orb stopped above the ground and released Joshua. It went back to the mirror and the Magic Mirror's mask appeared again.\n\n\"Thank you for your services Mirror.\" Riku said followed by a nod. \"Always am glad to be. Seems like the boy finally found his real key.\" the Mirror said, and although speaking monotone, you could kinda hear he was happy. Riky grabbed the blanket again and threw it over the mirror. He turned to Joshua again. He was very impressed by Joshua's performances, and thought he put up a good fight, but he didn't need to say that. Joshua already knew that himself.\n\n\"So boy. To which world are you headed next? I have heard from Master Yen Sid that you and your group are on a mission to find the signs. I wish I could help, but I have to stay here and protect the master, as well as assist him. You do have a list of which world contain the signs right?\" Riku asked curious as he wanted to know which worlds were still left, and if there were some he could recommend going to first.\n\n---\n\nThomas suggestion to split up was a good idea, yet dangerous. The Heartless they faced in the main hall were no challenge, but they didn't know what kind of Heartless were deeper in the castle. No, she was strong now, and independent woman, she could handle this herself. She just likes hanging out with Thomas though. He doesn't say much, but he is good company, a good friend. But him being the leader, he knows best.\n\n\"Okay Thomas. I will go and skim through the upper level, then you can do the base level.\" she said and waited for Thomas to reply and otherwise would just go. The Heartless in the main hall had not respawned yet, which she was happy about. She wasn't in the mood to fight, she got too much on her head now. Searching Reno was the main one, but also worrying about Thomas. The took the stairs up and defeated a few soldiers that were on the corridor of the upper floor. A simple Thunder Dash and an occasional stab would do the trick. She felt really weird though. It didn't seem like anyone was inhabiting this castle, or at least no one was near the entrance of it. She assumed that Reno might by higher up. Maybe looking for a strong enemy of the throne room or something. Without returning to Thomas she decided to just head towards there, thinking that Reno is there.", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" }, { "text": "\"Amaya, that's not true,\" Ascot decided to interrupt. \"You saved both me and Thomas when Joshua fell to his darkness in Narnia. I thought that was the destruction of all our hopes, but you, your proved that wrong when you rescued Joshua from what had consumed him. As for being horrible at fighting, you're getting better, and I'm sure that my new mom and I can teach you some new tricks.\"\n\nThen, the boy turned towards Elyse.\n\n\"Say, wanna hear a song, Elyse?\" If she nodded, Ascot would sing:\n\n\"A true, true friend helps a friend in need, A friend will be there to help them see...\"", "username": "Letter Bee", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I don't know... depends on the answers I get.\" Joshua said to Riku before heading upstairs. He arrived in time to hear the last of Amaya's comments about herself. He silentl crept up on her before he wrapped his arms around her\" You know, if you only caused pain you no one would want to be around you. Yet here are alot of people who enjoy your company, no matter what happens. I'd say it's safe to say that you're not useless or a causer of pain. You bring joy to other people and they only feel pain when you're sad. So cheer up and smile so the rest of us can.\"\n\nGiving her a quick peck on the cheek he let go of her and turned to Rose and Elyse\n\"Didn't expect to see you two here but it's nice to see you. I trust you're both doing well.\" He said before turning to Yen Sid.\" Master Yen Sid, I got a few questions for you. I know you know alot about what's happening to people. You watch the stars constantly for signs. I'm hoping you could tell me a bit more about our companions Reno and Thomas. They both seem to be having problems and I'd like to know if you know anything about them before deciding what our next move is.\"\n\nElyse listened to both Ascot and Joshua but mostly Ascot, since she liked the song he was singing. When he finished she clapped her hands and gave him a bright smile'\n\"Again!\" she demanded", "username": "Joshua Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"It seems you got Elyse's approval....welcome to the family Ascot \"said rose sitting elyse down by Ascot as she turned towards amaya\"you know that is not true...you are very loved and wanted...look at radiant gardens...you have so many there that cared for you ever since I was able to bring you into this world\"she said \"you were able to change Joshua from how he use to be to who he is today. The most important weapon one owns that is most powerful is the heart. It is stronger then any magic \"she commented with a smile\n\nAmaya listened to her mother then Ascot before she let outs gasp when she felt Joshua hug her from behind \"thanks everyone...Joshua I am so happy to see you passed the test and is back here safely\"she said as rose smiled ruffling Joshua's hair \"good to see you are still too stubborn to go down ...welcome back and I am only here cause elyse absolutely wanted to see master Yen Sid for some odd reason...hey. elyse unca. Joshua is here\"she added", "username": "Amaya Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Thomas walked over to the door and nodded in agreement. \"Sounds like a plan.\" The two of them exited before branching out, Belle heading upstairs while he took the main floor. It was a casual stroll, him moving from one room to another in an organized fashion as he looked to see what he could find. There were some Heartless still around, but it wasn't too much of an issue to deal with them, since they came in small packs, not the large numbers that were so common on the other worlds they'd been to thus far. He supposed the other area of his search, besides finding Reno was finding a library, maybe a vault. His goal was to find tomes, artifacts, something to increase his magical abilities, give him an edge. And why not? The castle may be dark and spooky, but it was also old, and so odds were that the previous inhabitants may have left something behind. and finding that would be useful indeed, if the voice in his head was speaking rightly.", "username": "Flamelord", "char_name": "Thomas Delatori" }, { "text": "\"Okay, Elyse,\" spoke Ascot, and he sang 'A true, true friend' again, smiling as he did so. At the same time, his heart was glad. This was how he had felt when his parents were still alive; the boy had never forgotten that despite his early loss. Then, Rose broke in to confirm that Ascot was now part of the family, something that caused the young Paladin's happiness to shoot up the roof.\n\n\"Welcome back, Joshua,\" spoke Ascot. \"Did you come to the same revelation that Riku did, then? What methods did Master Yen Sid use?\" The boy then smiled, and continued:\n\n\"You seem confident, and happy. That's always good to hear.\" Joshua was now more powerful than ever, but Ascot didn't mind now. What mattered was that he had someone new to protect, a child that loved his music.", "username": "Letter Bee", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"It seems you got Elyse's approval....welcome to the family Ascot \"said rose sitting elyse down by Ascot as she turned towards amaya\"you know that is not true...you are very loved and wanted...look at radiant gardens...you have so many there that cared for you ever since I was able to bring you into this world\"she said \"you were able to change Joshua from how he use to be to who he is today. The most important weapon one owns that is most powerful is the heart. It is stronger then any magic \"she commented with a smile\n\nAmaya listened to her mother then Ascot before she let outs gasp when she felt Joshua hug her from behind \"thanks everyone...Joshua I am so happy to see you passed the test and is back here safely\"she said as rose smiled ruffling Joshua's hair \"good to see you are still too stubborn to go down ...welcome back and I am only here cause elyse absolutely wanted to see master Yen Sid for some odd reason...hey. elyse unca. Joshua is here\"she added", "username": "Amaya Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Thomas walked over to the door and nodded in agreement. \"Sounds like a plan.\" The two of them exited before branching out, Belle heading upstairs while he took the main floor. It was a casual stroll, him moving from one room to another in an organized fashion as he looked to see what he could find. There were some Heartless still around, but it wasn't too much of an issue to deal with them, since they came in small packs, not the large numbers that were so common on the other worlds they'd been to thus far. He supposed the other area of his search, besides finding Reno was finding a library, maybe a vault. His goal was to find tomes, artifacts, something to increase his magical abilities, give him an edge. And why not? The castle may be dark and spooky, but it was also old, and so odds were that the previous inhabitants may have left something behind. and finding that would be useful indeed, if the voice in his head was speaking rightly.", "username": "Flamelord", "char_name": "Thomas Delatori" }, { "text": "\"Okay, Elyse,\" spoke Ascot, and he sang 'A true, true friend' again, smiling as he did so. At the same time, his heart was glad. This was how he had felt when his parents were still alive; the boy had never forgotten that despite his early loss. Then, Rose broke in to confirm that Ascot was now part of the family, something that caused the young Paladin's happiness to shoot up the roof.\n\n\"Welcome back, Joshua,\" spoke Ascot. \"Did you come to the same revelation that Riku did, then? What methods did Master Yen Sid use?\" The boy then smiled, and continued:\n\n\"You seem confident, and happy. That's always good to hear.\" Joshua was now more powerful than ever, but Ascot didn't mind now. What mattered was that he had someone new to protect, a child that loved his music.", "username": "Letter Bee", "char_name": null }, { "text": "The searching party for Hen Wen, consisting out of Taran, Eilonwy, Gurgi, Fflam, Jake and Reno, were making their way out of the dungeon. Jake made a good formation which would get them safely out of the dungeons. Jake and Reno being on the front, Taran guarding the back, and the other three safely in the middle. There surprisingly weren't any Heartless in the dungeons, only skeleton guards. It was relatively easy to get out of the old dungeon, they also seemed to be the only ones imprisoned there.\n\nA stairs led up to a big hall out of the dungeons, in the castle. A huge table was placed in the middle with candles, rotten food, and many spiderwebs. Some broken and normal chairs standing, of laying around the table. A dusty, spiderweb filled, chandelier was hanging on the ceiling and the rest of the room was empty only being filled with dust and spiderwebs. \"Seems like no one is here.\" Eilonwy said. \"Hen Wen is probably already up in the castle with the king.\" she looked up.\n\n\"Then we just will have to make our way up there!\" Taran said brave. \"With three strong wa--\" Taran was interrupted by the doors at the other end opening. A little green creature wearing a purple cloak, stumbled its way through the chamber holding a few bowls which probably contained prisoner food. When he looked up he saw the group standing at the other end and dropped the bowls.\n\n\"Intruders!!! Intruders!!! Summon the Heartless!!!\" Creeper shouted loudly. In no time the room was filled with Wyverns, Landwyrms and Darkballs. Creeper jumped on the back of one of the Wyverns. \"Take me to the Horned King. He has to be alarmed.\" the Wyvern turned away from the battle and flew out of the chamber towards where the Horned King should be. \"Eilonwy, stay back. Fflam, Gurgi protect her. I will fight these creatures of the Horned King.\" he readied his enchanted sword and rushed into battle.\n\nThe Wyvern with Creeper on his back flew through the castle. Belle, who was making her way deeper into the castle saw the passing Wyvern, and decided to follow it. A single Heartless flying through the air was very suspicious. Maybe it would even lead to where Reno is. The Wyvern eventually reached the place where The Horned King was. It was a big round room stationed in the top of the castle. In the middle was a Black Cauldron, and somewhere in the corner was a cage with the locked up Hen Wen.\n\n\"Master, master! The prisoners have escaped, and they are going to take the pig!\" he said on his annoying voice. Creeper however didn't notice that his master had company. Next to him were standing Maleficent and Pete. \"Good, now go disgusting creature. We are having some grown-up talk.\" Maleficent said. Pete picked Creeper up and threw him out of the door. \"I didn't know that a sign could also be inside of someone.\" Maleficent said. \"The organization was right.\"\n\n\"And by putting Hen Wen into this cauldron, it will not only grant you that sign, it will also awaken my army of the undead. So I can finally take over this whole world and engulf it with darkness.\" The Horned King spoke. Maleficent chuckled. \"You must know how many times I have seen someone being consumed by the darkness themselves in the process.\" the Horned King grunted. \"That won't happen to me, witch.\" suddenly a corridor of darkness opened and a person in a black coat stepped out of it.\n\n\"I will take over from here. You return to the base.\" the voice said. Maleficent left displeased along with Pete through the corridor of darkness, which closed immediately afterwards. \"They won't be getting the sign this time.\" the voice said.", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" }, { "text": "\"What a waste of good food...\" Reno noticed the food on the table as they entered, the food rotting and uneaten. Reno disliked wasting food, so seeing all of this food here neglected upset him. \"It makes a cook sad when one just doesn't able to finish their meal. Even worse if its just left at the table\". Reno never wasted food, ever. Leftovers were a different story. To him those were alright, not that he ever left any. In fact, he was just about to pull a chocolate bar from his pack when suddenly the doors at the other end of the dining hall opened and them some strange green creature entered the hall holding bowls of food.\n\nReno was about to give a friendly greeting, but then the creature suddenly began to shout and called forth a bunch of Heartless before speeding off on the back of one. \"The direction Mr. Goblin went in must be where Mr. Pig is!\" As he shouted this his glove appeared on his hand. The glove was the same blue color as the shaft of his Keyblade with a pentagram, or magic circle, on the back of it. Hanging from its wrist was the same keychain that hung off his Keyblade. He knew now that they needed to get through quickly before something bad happened to the pig as even Reno understood priorities and the need for haste.\n\nWith that in mind he waved his hand at the group of Heartless while uttering one word.***\"Lit\"***With that single quick hand gesture and word a very large, powerful surge of lightning bolts seemed to spawn above the heartless, the lightning slamming into all of them as fast as well...lightning, which moves at about 140,000 mph, so it was pretty quick. Reno did not stop there though as with a few more snaps of his fingers, not having to utter 'Lit' with the snaps, several more of the incredibly powerful and large surges of lightning would slam into the Heartless as he cast the spell with rapid repetition, hoping to quickly dispatch these Heartless so they could go rescue the pig, who Reno assumed to be important to the bard in more ways than one.\n\nFortunately these Heartless weren't all that tough. With just one short series of two snaps after the initial cast of Lit, with three mighty surges of lightning in a row being set off against these Heartless, there were none left. The battle, for Reno, ended nearly as quickly as it had began. \"It'll be dangerous ahead, so ill go chase after Mr. Goblin and see if he knows where your friend is\". With that Reno jumped up, his Glider appearing beneath him, and the moment he landed on it he shot forward after Creeper like a rocket, heading in the same direction as the Goblin since he assumed that where the Goblin was heading would be where this 'Horned King' was.", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Ascot accepted Satoko's triade with something resembling serenity, and repsonded:\n\n\"As someone wise once said; 'my friends are my power,*and I am theirs*'. As for 'never', \" spoke the boy, \"I will*never*give up on trying to change you!\" He then moved to smash Satoko's guan dao aside and pummel her to unconciousness, but then, Darkness, Capital-D Darkness of a type that he hadn't experienced before, slammed into him, shattering his Avatar form and knocking Satoko aside.\n\nThe man, a man who, from Ascot's observations, had enough power to be an Evil Overlord in his own right, began talking, revealing a wide store of knowledge about the group, knowledge that Ascot stored for further use. So, Belle doubted herself, and Oner and Reno were one person? All that was good to know, yet, nevertheless, he had to get up, he must continue the fight...\n\nAscot screamed in distress when Necro (not that he knew his name) extracted the Sign from Amaya's body. Joshua and Rose were distressed, too, and the latter tried to kill the Evil Overlord, yet failed. So, the group were slated for another battle once the Six Senses have been defeated? Good and bad to know. Ascot would have pondered this further, if not for the fact that Oner had taken him from the battle and started healing him.\n\nThe boy listened to Oner's words, and knew that trying to intimidate Satoko was the wrong approach. So, he forced himself back to his feet, ignoring the remaining sting from his burns as well as his fatigue.\n\n\"No,\" spoke Ascot. \"I'm continuing the fight. Satoko wants to continue as well. As I said, I'm not giving up on trying to change her; because...\" he said, facing Satoko directly, \"my destiny is to reach out, and form new connections, and keep on doing so till the day that I die. And I will keep on forming new connections, because that's*the right thing to do*.\" He then waited for Satoko's rage.", "username": "Letter Bee", "char_name": null }, { "text": "The dual introduction was slightly amusing, one of the two having obviously gotten more emotion than the other (Since it didn't take a genius to figure out that they were related Thomas shrugged at the apology. \"It's fine,\" he replied, though almost immediately after there was an explosion from nearby, a dark explosion that set his face to a pained grimace as lightning bolts shot through his arm. He grabbed at it reflexively, but almost as quickly let go, battering down thew pain while putting up a front that he was fine for the three he was with. Fortunately, they had started moving towards the disturbance, which gave him a break.\n\nHe rolled his eyes at the serious one before moving to follow Jake and the two that had greeted them, figuring that an explosion of darkness probably meant that the others were involved.", "username": "Flamelord", "char_name": "Thomas Delatori" }, { "text": "\"Yeah i got her, no wories.\" Joshua said, keping a close, yet gentle hold over Amaya. When Rose handed him the Sign he took it and pocketed it witha slight nod. She would know that was good a thanks she would get with him being concerned for Amaya's well-being. Then Belle came over and asked him if he knew anything more about the situation. He could only shake his head as he replied\" No, no I don't. I've only met one of the Six Senses, a man going by the name of Breasel. He's the one who taught me how to use the Corridors of Darkness. However those two sounded nothing alike.\n\nWhat bothers me is that he brought up Lucus... oh yeah you don't know. The black-haired woman with the child in her hands. They're names are Rose and Elyse van Isis. Lucus Griffonbane was their husband and father respectively. About a year ago he totally lost it and fell into Darkness. While he was still human he abused both of them and while Rose could've easily been rid of him she didn't because he used Elyse against her. Not long ago he lost his heart. I guess he has a Nobody somewhere and that our mysterious... 'friend' knows him.\"\n\nJoshua then heard Ascot bring up continuing the fight and was about to yell at his new younger brother when he spotted something and smiled.\n\nJust as Ascot finished his little speach a small hand grabbed his shirt and tugged on it. The Nobody they had come for, Amelia, was standing behind him, her creeper nobody friends behind her protectively.", "username": "Joshua Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Oner, Reno, or whoever was up on that Arena in front of Ascot with the two Keyblades and the rather strange and mystic appearance was about to protest openly when Ascot planned on continuing the fight, but then he saw the small figure tugging on the back of Ascot's shirt, making him lower his two Keyblades before two sighs escaped the boy at the same time, as if two people were sighing simultaneously. The boy closed his eyes, the light and darkness swirling harmoniously in the circle on his forehead enveloping and covering his body completely in a single moment in a gentle motion before dissipating.\n\nOnce the elements had both dissipated now the normal, jet black haired Oner was standing there, the circle on his forehead and the lines going down from it just white once again, and not currently glowing. \"Sorry for waking you up like that Reno\". Oner mumbled this beneath his breath before opening his eyes and looking at Ascot now. \"You both are hurt due to an enemy's interference. If you two still truly want to fight then you both should wait till you fully recover. That way you both can fight without any surprises, tricks, or any unexpected interference\".\n\nHe then chuckled as he looked at Amelia, then back at Ascot. \"Besides, I'm pretty sure your new friend doesn't want either of you to continue\".", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Jake ran as quickly as he could, wondering what could have happened. He turned around a corner, sliding to a halt, axe in hand. He saw a pair of nobodies - one apparently having taken a bit of a beating - and several light warriors; one grown-up woman and several kids no older than Thomas. One girl was laid out on the ground, shivering, with a a boy and a girl trying to console her, and another badly wounded boy being cured by...\n\n\"Wait a second...\" Jake took a good hard look at the one trying to cure the badly wounded boy. Sure, he had only seen Reno for a few minutes, but he could have sworn that kid was incredibly similar.\n\n\"Reno?\" he inquired, his voice a mixture of curiosity and confusion. \"That you?\n\n\"And what the hell happened here?\"\n\nHe looked around. It was a regular mess, as though a fight had erupted, besides the fact that there were three wounded.", "username": "shadowsaint007", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Ascot felt a hand pulling on his shirt, a tiny hand that he immidiately guessed to be Amelia, and his mood did a 180-degree turn. Instead of determination, he felt happiness. Instead of a desire to fight, he felt a desire to pat the young Nobody's head and sit down with her, which he proceeded to do, in defiance of Satoko and her obvious rage. The boy smiled, and spoke:\n\n\"I'm sorry, Amelia. I know I must have caused you to worry, and I apologize for that.\" He then pulled out an apple, and split it in pieces with his Keyblade. \"Want some for you and your friends, Amelia? Perhaps I can sing again for you.\" And then Ascot would begin to singWinter Wrap Upto the little girl, seemingly unmindful of the irate young woman near him.\n\nHowever, if Satoko could look past her anger and actually*observe*Ascot, she can see that the boy was actually happy to be with Amelia, and, furthermore, was genuinely concerned with making her happy. And, if she would remember her triade against Ascot, about how he was nothing without his friends, she would realize: Amelia was one of those friends now.", "username": "Letter Bee", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Oner sighed as Ascot seemed to lose immediate interest in continuing the fight as he paid attention and played with Amelia. Oner figured that even Satoko wouldn't attack Ascot while he was playing with a young child. If she did, then that would leave Oner to question her sense of priority. Of course, none of that was said out loud. In fact, it was a simply a mere passing thought as he stepped off of the arena, just in time to see Jake, Thomas, and two other people he had never seen before arrive on the scene. Jake immediately went to questioning Oner, asking him of his identity and wondering just what had occurred here.\n\n\"You could say that I am Reno. I am Reno's reflection, his other self. Oner. Of course, Reno is also my reflection and my other self as we are the same person, but at the same time not the same\". Oner scratched the back of his head as he began to try and figure out how to explain it. It truly was a hard to explain fact due to for Oner and Reno it was just a natural thing, natural like the air people breath. \"Its hard to find a proper way of putting it, as not even that mysterious figure who came not to long before you all arrived, causing chaos when he did, had it right despite how much he seemed to know about all of the others\". Oner just sighed and shook his head before returning his gaze upward towards Jake.\n\n\"But for all intents and purposes, Reno is indeed safe. Fast asleep and out like a light, but safe nonetheless\".", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Huh,\" Jake mused, not entirely sure he understood - and somewhat concerned Reno had multiple personalities. He turned to look at the others.\n\n\"Seriously, though, what happened to the others? Looks like they got banged up pretty badly. Shouldn't we get them to a doctor? Or at least find someplace to rest? I doubt some Cure spells alone are going to cut it.", "username": "shadowsaint007", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Jake just blinked as he looked around.\n\n\"Oh-kay, I think I'm going to become a diabetic just by***standing***here. What kind of a land is this?\"\n\nHe reached out a felt one of the sugar cane branches, testing its flexibility and strength.\n\n\"So, how do we find... erm... what we're looking for?\" With the recent attack on the arena, Jake felt it may not be wise to openly mention what it was they're looking for. He looked around in all directions, trying to get a bead on civilization somewhere.", "username": "shadowsaint007", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Thomas turned to Serin as the older mage walked up and presented the tomes, himself secretly elated to have the chance to learn some new magic in the endless game of catch up he seemed to be engaged in. He'd have to figure out when he would have the time to learn and practice what was in the books, since doing so in transition to another world wasn't a very viable option, due to the lack of time needed to get a spell down, as well as the other things that might demand his attention in the meanwhile. But he'd manage somehow. \"Thanks,\" he replied with a grin, taking the three books and slipping them into his own bag. \"And don't worry about it. I've come to expect it.\" though that never really seemed to change how annoying it was.\n\nThe crowd slowly dispersed, and Thomas summoned his armor and keyblade glider for the journey. \"Alright, let's go,\" he announced, gesturing and allowing Belle to get on the glider for this trip as well since she still didn't have her own. Not that he minded much. Together (except for Reno who had not shown up), they headed off to the next world, a place called Sugar Rush.\n\nArriving there, he was....impressed. He wasn't sure if it was a good thing, but hopping off and sending his armor away, he found himself surrounded by candy. Lots and lots of candy. First, he slapped himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming, then he walked over to one of the trees, snapping off a twig and popping it into his mouth, humming as he was assaulted with the taste of peppermint. Oh yeah, that was real. If there was some flaw, it was that the candy was so big. Now, he wouldn't freak out and start stuffing his bags, but he had a bit of a sweet tooth, candy a luxury he hadn't had often except for special occasions when he was younger. It was almost mind blowing to see a world made of it here.\n\nCandy cane twig jutting from his mouth, he walked over to Jake. \"Well, Amaya can sometimes sense them, though I'm not sure if that ability is gone now. Alternatively, we usually just run into it. Next to the largest mob of Heartless on the world or the largest one. Or by someone particularly evil. To be honest they aren't hidden that well, it's just figuring out what the Sign actually is.\"", "username": "Flamelord", "char_name": "Thomas Delatori" }, { "text": "Candy was nonexistent in Ascot's world, although Honey and Sugar did, giving Ascot a reference once he learned about Candy from the toons at Disney Town. Ever since, Ascot had fallen in love with the concept, that said, since his commune of scholars had already made the connection between diabetes, tooth decay, and sweets, he was careful to restrict his consumption of candy.\n\nNot that he wasn't tempted by the profuse distribution of sugary snacks that literally made up this world. Nevertheless, the boy forcefully brought himself short once he realized that this discussion was going somewhere he can be of help. So, the boy spoke:\n\n\"Normally, the Sign just comes to us after we defeat whoever the 'main villain' is in this world; said villains are usually a very unsubtle sort. Said villains are, usually, the ones with the most power in the world, at least temporarily. So, we go find a settlement, find out who the most powerful guy is, and investigate them to see if they are evil. If they are, well, we beat them up.\"", "username": "Letter Bee", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Amaya said goodbye to her mother and sister and her nobody as she dis get a souvenir, that being the summon tinker bell from her nobody. Amaya was kinda happy to receive the summon from the fact she might be more useful in a stealth situation then Shiva.\n\nAmaya follwed the others coming to this world of sugar. It was like a little kids dreams world. She looked towards Thomas answering him \"it isn't as strong but I still think I can sense them since they are opposite of me so to say\"she commented gently placing a hand on her cheast where the sign was. It hurt and even touching the skin hire alot from the sign being forced out of her body by that cloaked stranger that seemed to know a lot more then the senses did.", "username": "Amaya Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Joshua said goodbye to Rose and Elyse after everyone who used a glider left. Getting a fix on their location with the help of the signs he had, he opened a CoD to their location and was there in seconds. The moment he saw their surroundings he was thankful Elyse wasn't there.\n\"Man if Elyse was with us we'd need to put a leash on that girl to keep her in our sights here.\" He said while sniffing the air and almost gagging on the overly sweet scent. He liked sweets as much as the next guy but this was too much. Still back to the task at hand and already everyone was turning to Amaya, apparently still seeing her as the 'sign radar'. That ki da ticked him off\" Don't push yourself Amaya. If you can't sense it we'll just do thinks the old-fashioned way. If you can and it hurts just stop. You needn't hurt yourself to help us.\"", "username": "Joshua Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Look, maybe we shouldn't rely on Amaya. She got badly hurt back there, and she hasn't fully recovered yet.\"\n\nHe looked around.\n\n\"Though it's hard to believe there's Heartless here. Everything's just so... bright pastel.\"\n\nHe picked a berry off a vine, popped it into his mouth, and then cringed strongly at the taste.\n\n\"Oh*man*talk about sour grapes!\" he mumbled, forcing himself to complete it. \"Talk about chewing the scenery, though...\n\n\"Hold on, though, I think I have an idea...\"\n\nHe jumped up onto the nearest candy cane tree, and began leaping from branch to branch. He kept going up to the top of the tree, trying to locate the nearest town or any notable landmarks.", "username": "shadowsaint007", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Yes, it is hard to believe that Heartless could be in a world like this\". A voice would suddenly speak to the group, but where it came from was completely unclear. It was quiet and faint, like a whisper, yet they would all be able to hear it. Due to the faintness of the voice it would be unclear to even tell who it belonged to. It might have seemed familiar, but at the same time it wasn't. It was unclear as to just what this voice was. Then all of a sudden one of Belle's daggers would begin to act strange, it floating upward and moving to a position about five yards away from the group, it swathed in harmonious light and darkness as this occurred.\n\nThen it seemed to float there for a few moments before the two serene elements suddenly seemed to move to the reflective surface of the blade, swirling in the reflection of it before it began to glow a little more. This seemed to go on for a few long, still moments as then suddenly the light and darkness slowly flowed and swirled out onto the ground from the reflective blade, the two elements seeming to continue to pour out of the blade's surface before soon enough a human silhouette was standing there, the sillhouette made of light and darkness. It pointed a finger at the group towards Belle, the dagger floating back to her before slowly the light swirling in the silhouette, it seeming to mix and swirl with the darkness in a very balanced, serene, and harmonious manner but never actually merged or combined with it, seemed to enter the silhouette.\n\nSoon enough just a silhouette of pure darkness remained, the darkness soon slowly fading until soon enough a figure was revealed. It was Reno, only he seemed just a small bit older. Not really by appearance, but just by a sort of feeling, like it had been a very long time since anyone had seen him despite his absence not lasting more than around half a day. The black lines on his body going down his entire body and face from the black circle on his forehead were glowing slightly and there seemed to be a slightly more intricate and neat way they did this now than there was the last time anyone saw him, almost as if the 'markings', if they could be called that, had changed and looked more mysterious now.\n\nSoon enough though that small glow of serene darkness that came from the lines and circle on his forehead faded, his red eye and green eye slowly opening before he stretched a little, a grin forming on his face as he looked at the group. \"Hey everyone, long time no see, I can't believe its been a year\". And just as it seemed Reno was about to get distracted and ecstatic about all the candy that made up this world, as he was just about to look around at it all, his appearance changed. His pale white hair turned jet black, his red eye turned green and his green eye turned red, and the lines going down from the circle on his forehead all turned white as now it seemed Oner had manifested now.\n\n\"Well what he means to say is that it has been a year since we have seen you, but it also hasn't been that long either for neither you all or the two of us since we last talked or saw one another\". Oner's voice, if by just a little bit, also seemed a bit older now. Not really by much though, but he just felt like he was a year older although Oner always was a very mature person to begin with.", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Calhoun nodded interested as Thomas explained that the Heartless came from their game. \"Ah, you come from an RPG game. Not many of those around here. But I do wonder why enemies from other games are attracted to this one.\" Calhoun questioned. Oner afterwards said that he had an idea and suddenly shot a beam of energy straight into the sky. Calhoun already knew that this would not help them in finding the hive, as the hive is filled with eggs and eggs can't react to what Oner just did. Or was it Reno, it stays confusing for everyone. Nothing much happened. \"I already thought so.\" Calhoun said. \"We can expect some Cy-Bugs or Heartless here soon, but we got to keep moving.\" she said.\n\n\"S-Sergeant.\" Felix said and pointed to the hole in the ground in the distance. Two spider-like legs just came out of it, shortly followed by the rest of the creature's body. A largeCy-Bugappeared out of the hole. It had completely merged with the environment of Sugar Rush, almost making it look like it belonged here. His legs were made out of two Pocky, two pretzels and two candy canes each with a chocolate dip and a different topping, white chocolate, peanut and sprinkles respectively. It's backside was a huge waffle cone with chocolate dip tip. One top of the body was a mint chocolate chip ice cream ball with a chocolate topping with hard candy sprinkles on top. The only thing left of the monster to recognize it as a Cy-Bug was it's black beetle face with glowing green eyes.\n\n\"Seems like it worked after all. And I now have an idea where the hive might be.\" Calhoun said. \"But first lets kill this thing!\" she said and ran towards it with her blaster ready.\n\n\"I'll stay here!\" Felix shouted as everyone headed off.", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" }, { "text": "Thomas couldn't answer that second question of hers, but he nodded in agreement when she decided that theirs was an 'RPG', whatever that was. He just smiled and nodded, smiled and nodded. It seemed like the safest course rather than embarrassing himself further by asking what that was. He would probably find out soon enough anyway.\n\nThe mage was thrown off by the rapid shift from Oner to Reno, one made in practically the blink of an eye and with little fanfare or the decorative trappings that there usually were. He didn't think drawing the hive to them quite worked that way, which Calhoun seemed to confirm. But it was too late as Reno said...something, and a spell flared out, a beam of magical energy that smote the sky with blackness. Thomas could feel the magical energy radiating from it, the sheer darkness, and it had a resonant reaction in his dark wound, him gritting his teeth as he grabbed for the pulsating injury behind an armor plating, candy cane twig in his mouth snapping form the stress, magic wavering enough for the inky spots of blackness on the armor to reveal themselves. He could only hope that everyone was paying attention to the spectacle rather than him as he forced the magic back into place. He was none too pleased with Reno or himself, himself for showing weakness in the face of darkness, and Reno for once again showing off with magic that Thomas didn't have and probably never could have.\n\nFortunately, for his sanity, Oner returned just as quickly as he had left. \"I noticed,\" Thomas replied, perhaps a bit more acerbically than he had meant too. \"Anything else important in that bag of tricks?\" He didn't expect that question to be answered, but there had to be a lot, given that Oner had had a year of training compared to the paltry few days everyone else had. Hell, that was almost like cheating.\n\nAttention was drawn elsewhere, to a Cy-bug that emerged that seemed fully combined with this candy environment, which was probably a bad thing. Thomas summoned his Keyblade, ready to get to work. \"Well, that guy looks ugly,\" he commented dryly as he took on a guard posture, moving in as well and waiting to see which of his companions would light off first at the thing.", "username": "Flamelord", "char_name": "Thomas Delatori" }, { "text": "Joshua listened to the conversation then went on passively, most of his attention on Thomas. This didn't stop him from mentally wanting to strangle Reno when the mage went and did something random, namely he shot a dark spell into the sky. He prayed Amaya didn't seem that and think it was him. However he also got to take note of Thomas' reactions to the dark spell and they were somewhat revealing. Thomas not only gritted his teeth to the point that the candy cane in his mouth broke and he grabbed his armored arm.\n~~So that's how it is~~ he thought to himself, also noting Thomas' change in tone when speaking after the spell.\n\nWhen Joshua spotted the Cy-bug that came out of a hole in the ground, Joshua's expression turned serious. He stepped forward to get in front of the other\n\"You four go on ahead.\" he said, summoning his keyblade\" I'll handle ugly here and catch up to you later. We can't let these things run wild by the looks of this one, which means we can't afford to be delayed. So get your asses down that hole right now while I do some exterminating. If you meet up with the others, try to help them... and make sure Amaya is okay for me will ya?\"", "username": "Joshua Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "**OOC:**Sorry it took so long, guys. Busy week.\n\nJake was leading the two girls based on directions Vanellope was giving them. They had barely managed to get in site of the car factory when Ascot and Ralph finally caught up.\n\n\"Man, look at that thing,\" Jake whistled. \"All that just to make a couple of candy cars? They certainly roll deep around here.\"\n\nHe turned to the two arrivals.\n\n\"Well, you two took your time - and good grief, what happened to you too?! You look like you've been in a war!!\"\n\n\"Let's just say,\" Ralph responded, \"King Candy is a BIG fan of exterior decoration.\"\n\n\"Oh?\"\n\n\"The type that includes fireballs, explosions, and high-pressure hoses.\"\n\n\"Wait,\" Jake protested. \"All this place has is candy! Ho-\"\n\nRalph raised a hand to interrupted Jake, reached around, winced, and then grunted as he pulled out something from his side. He presented it to Jake who recognized the shard.\n\n\"Wait, how did you get Peanut Brittle stuck in your... actually wait, I don't want to know.\"\n\n\"Thanks.\"\n\n\"Talk about overkill, what sort of a distraction did you two do to piss him off so much?! Speaking of which...\"\n\nJake looked around.\n\n\"What about Belle? Did you agree on a time to meet?\"\n\nHe looked at the sun's position. It must have been more than an hour or two. Either King Candy's castle was a veritable labyrinth, or...\n\n\"She's late,\" Jake muttered. \"I don't like this. I know she's supposed to be a skilled infiltrator, but... this is taking too long...\"", "username": "shadowsaint007", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I know,\" spoke Ascot, \"'I'm worried about Belle, too.\" Ascot*refused*to consider the possibility that she might have been trapped, not because he wasn't smart enough to think of that, but because he trusted the Thief to get out of trouble. \"Anyway, let's focus on...\" he looked around the factory, \"making a vehicle?\" Ascot had never been in a factory before, being from a medieval world, and the entire place*facsinated*him.\n\nHe watched Vanellope and Ralph make a car, with Ralph surprisingly showing creative skill in doing so. Then, after that, once the two had finished constructing the vehicle, it was time for an escape from the factory. Though still aching from the castle battle, Ascot, well, let's just say he's prepared to help Ralph and Vanellope escape the facility, and go to...whatever was their home base.", "username": "Letter Bee", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Amaya followed the others finding the wrecked cart as she assisted with helping before seeing ascot and Ralph back. She moved to them both holding up her hands over their wounds casting \"cure\" on each one \"i am glad you are safe but belle isn't here yet \"she added before looking up sensing a huge surge of dark energy \"that has to be one of the boys....it isn't Joshua's from what i can tell\"she said", "username": "Amaya Tamashii", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Joshua listened to all the things happening around them, though his particular attention was on Ralph, as he spoke with Vanellope. With a sigh he walked between the two and proceeded to hit Ralph in the face before turning to Vanellope.\n\"Ignore the big guy.\" He said\" He's putting his own wants before yours. If your dream is to compete in this race, then I say you go all out for it. Glitch or not, you follow your dreams to the end, otherwise you'll never be happy. Trust me, I know what it's like to go against the wishes of other to achieve a goal. And when I finally achieved, or found in this case, said goal I never felt more satisfied.\n\nSo go for it, and have as much fun as possible.\"\n\nTurning back to Ralph, he gave the bigger man a rather stern look\n\"And you should be ashamed of yourself. You promised to help her race as much as possible and then you tell her she can't? Fine Mr.Hero, though how long you expect to keep that title, I don't know. But let me tell you, you're doing a rather bad job at this rate. If I were you, I'd give up. The hero business isn't one where you can doubt yourself when it matters most. Set your course of action and see it through till the end. Otherwise you'll fail when it matters the most.\"\n\nHis part said, he turned towards the others.\n\"So this King Candy, Turbo, or whatever he calls himself. He's likely to interfere in Vanellope's race when she competes in it. If we're going to help her we'll have to divide into teams again. One or two of us should be in the race as well, preferable the fastest and most adaptable of us. Ascot, you're by far the fastest on here and Thomas you're very adaptable, so you should join him on the track, show us some of your more fancy tricks, if you got any.\n\nReno, Oner, whichever, and Miss army Lady, you should probably keep an eye on things from a distance. If any of those Cybugs come in, you blast hard and blast it fast. Amaya should probably be with you two, she can use the possible target practice for her magic. That fine if you Amaya?\n\nBelle and I will keep an eye on King Cady or break into his castle again. I'm not sure what caught you Belle, but back-up will never hurt ya. If we do the former we'll need to be in the crowds or break into some place with surveillance equipment somewhere. If we do the latter... well, ransacking his castle should divide his attention nicely shouldn't it?\n\nIf all goes well, we can help Vanellope accomplish her dream and King Asshole out of the picture. If he's the real bug, he's the cause of all our problems\n\nNow anyone got any other opinions on what we should do? Ideas are always welcome you know.\"", "username": "Joshua Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Things got intense for a few moments as Ralph didn't seem to want Vanellope to race, probably a trick of the villainous and attention hungry King Candy, or Turbo according to Belle. Then Joshua came up with a plan, which Oner definitely seemed to agree as a good plan. \"I agree--\" Unfortunately, before Oner could finish his sentence, someone had other ideas. Suddenly Oner was no longer standing there, but instead Reno was now standing there within the next instant, who had a confident, innocent, and happy-go-lucky grin upon his face as he began to speak.\n\n\"While I agree with the rest of Jambalaya's plan, but the racing part needs more work. While adaptability is a good trait in all racing games, as since this is a videogame we have to abide by videogame logic, personal speed on foot or glider doesn't matter since we'll be racing on karts. What matters is reflexes, adaptability, and hand eye coordination. Not only that, but one has to know how to drive as well. Racing tracks are usually full of obstacles, sharp turns that have no railings so one could easily fall off, and also power ups. Racing games that are colorful as this one usually have tons of deadly power up boxes on the tracks that have missiles, oil spills, bombs, banana peels, red shells, or other power ups meant to be used by racers to attack the other racers. So knowing when to use power ups, when to avoid other racers or bump into them to try and knock them off the track, and other such things are needed, as well as being able to take sharp turns or suddenly react to changes in the track including other racers popping up to either ram you or attack you with a power up. Being able to account for obstacles in the track is needed as well.\"\n\nReno nodded, but was not done yet as a \"Furthermore\" escaped from him. \"Most racing games, especially ones like this one, usually either have four, eight, twelve, or sixteen racers on the track. If we do want two of us to participate we would need to get two racers to give up their spots and we would need to be able to determine the attributes of their karts like Handling, Speed, Acceleration, Weight, and Traction since knowing these can determine how a person should race since the traits of a kart can drastically alter their racing style.\"\n\nAfter Ren's rather knowledgeable, and long winded, speech was over he had a grin on his face as he floated there, sitting cross legged a good foot or two off the ground in the air. \"I really like games and racing games are one of my favorite types. I played alot of them when father thought I was doing my homework for magic practice since I usually finished it really quickly.\" Reno is very eccentric and... strange, but he could also be brilliant, in his own insane and eccentric way, at times. Suddenly he flicked his wrist and a sandwich, peanut butter and jelly to be exact, appeared in his hand, as his stomach growled, and he began to eat with a happy expression upon his face.", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Another problem,\" spoke Ascot, \"is that I know less about driving a vehicle than Vanellope does. True, true, Keyblade Gliders count as vehicles, but, well...my point is, I've never driven a car before. I may be fast, but that does not translate to driving a racing car. Nor have I played any racing games, meaning that I am less qualified to join a race than Reno.\"\n\n\"So, yeah, I agree with him; he should be the one that would race.\" Then, a thought struck his head. \"That doesn't mean that I can take a crash course to learn; from what I know of videogame logic, it only takes one tutorial for a skill to be acquired.\" He then turned to Reno. \"Reno, can you give me said crash course? It doesn't have to be long; like I said, videogame logic.\"", "username": "Letter Bee", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Reno tilted his head at Ascot's words, he seemed somewhat confused. \"I never said that I should replace anyone as I was just telling you all about racing games... but...\" He chomped down on the rest of his sandwich, finishing it in a few bites before using a napkin to wipe hands clean, throwing the napkin behind him as it turned to ashes in a small poof of blue flame. \"I can replace someone if they want me to, racing around in cars sounds like alot of fun.\" Reno's eyes were glimmering now and the circle on his forehead was glimmering some with a... strangely happy darkness out of his excitement that made the lines going down from it shimmer as well with the same element, the boy clearly excited and ignoring Ascot's question about giving him a crash course. Reno didn't ignore it on purpose, it just completely slipped his mind during his excitement.\n\n\"Maybe one of you all can go and fight the cy-bugs with Calzone\", which was apparently Reno's name for Sergeant Calhoun, \"and Almond instead, I would much rather race anyway as that sounds like much more fun than fighting any day.\" He turned to look at Vanellope, floating over to her. \"Where do you get a kart ? Or better yet, know of anyone in that race who wouldn't mind giving me their spot? I don't really care if I win, I just wanna race.\" Reno was clearly too exicted about the prospect of being in a real racing game as he hopped on his glider, flying up a good five or so feet in the air, waiting for someone to say where they would be going first, completely forgetting about the actual tasks and problems at hand. \"So, where are we gonna go? To build a kart or to ask others for their spot?\"", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Joshua watched the activities going on in the bath house. It was quickly apparent that this place didn't cater to a human cliental, as some of the things were far from human. He even saw some people literally taking random junk out from one of the customers as they took a bath. As he was focusing on this though, he sensed a powerful darkness coming from further up in the bathhouse. Knowing such a darkness like this could cause trouble he used a Corridor to appear in the rafters in what appeared to be an office space of sorts. Peering over the edge, he sought to catch a glimpse of whatever was causing this darkness, and see if he could stop it before it caused any trouble.", "username": "Joshua Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "They all seemed to decide that Ascot would be fine, since this place was decently large, and if he'd been abducted then they really didn't have a place to start off at, at least in Thomas's mind, so he was willing to dismiss that. For now, Joshua disappeared into his CoD, and they could focus on the matter at hand.\n\n\"Alright, good luck,\" he said to Belle and Amaya before they moved off, and Reno appeared. And of course, he'd been sleeping or something, and was now drinking something. At this point, he was neither surprised, nor cared, since it kept Reno from being annoying, which was a positive thing in Thomas' perspective.\n\n\"Hello,\" he said back, still standing where he had been left. \"We're infiltrating that bath house there to try and find the Sign. Apparently they don't let human men inside or something. Come along if you want.\" With that, he set off towards the staircase he had noticed before, alert for danger as he made his way towards and up the stairs, entering inside the door there after a moment. Time to see what he could find.", "username": "Flamelord", "char_name": "Thomas Delatori" }, { "text": "\"Humans huh...\" pondered Reno between sips of his milk shake. He finished the rest down with one large gulp before just letting the cup disappear with a flick of his wrist. \"Well its a good thing I'm not human then\" he stated, a grin on his face. It was unclear if everyone had forgotten, or if everyone even knew, that Reno was indeed not human. He wasn't even from the same realm as the rest, a mysterious existence so to speak. \"So they should have no problem with me if its humans they don't like\". \n\nReno followed along Thomas now, his book having vanished as he was now floating upside down while sitting in a cross legged position. Unlike Thomas, he wasn't really standing alert, or even floating alert. He was simply enjoying the sights that there were to see. So many interesting people and creatures. To Reno, it was truly an awesome place. With his strange appearance he probably didn't look out of place in this place with how strange everything else looked. If anything, his appearance was probably more natural here than the appearances of the others were. \n\nHe entered the door after Thomas did, actually floating, or more accurately flying, a bit higher in the room now if there was a higher ceiling to allow it. \"You check down there, ill check up here\" said Reno with a grin, looking as though he was able to freely fly and move through the air now with ease and without a glider.", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Thomas and Reno encountered some minor air Heartless when heading down the stairs, but they were easy to defeat. They eventually reached the platform at the bottom of the stairs and entered the single door there. They would quickly notice that they were in a boiler room, which probably provided the boiling water for the bathhouse. Inside they encountered an old, cranky-looking man with six arms who is operating the boiler room from a specially designed chair for him. Little black and fluffy balls were walking over the floor holding coal to throw it in the furnace. If Thomas was a regular human it would've been a problem to get across without disturbing the Sootballs. Reno could easily fly over as he had been doing that this entire time. The old man didn't pay any attention to the boys who entered.\n---\n\nJoshua had appeared in the office of the one who was in control of this bathhouse, Yubaba. She was a tiny woman with a huge head, which made her slightly bigger than Joshua. She was sitting behind her desk. On the other side of the desk was someone that Joshua and the others were already familiar with, Maleficent.\n\n\"Pete told me that a group of keyblade warriors entered this world.\" Maleficent said. \"You haven't seen them by any chance?\"\n\n\"Not yet, but I feel a disturbance in my bathhouse. The scent of human suddenly grew bigger... Sen is not the only human around anymore.\"\n\n\"And what about the sign? You still haven't acquired it? I thought you would be in possession of it right now.\"\n\n\"It has been a bit of a struggle to find it. We had some troublesome guests lately, and I really needed to focus me on that. Don't forget that I still run a business here! But I already send him to retrieve the sign. I got some intel from one of our guests as to where it is.\"\n\n\"A guest?\" Maleficent questioned.\n\n\"Yes someone in a black coat. But that's not important. Come back in a few days and we can finalize our deal.\" Yubaba said with a big grin on her face.\n\n\"Then I'll see you in a couple of days.\" Maleficent said and disappeared in a Corridor of Darkness. After Maleficent was gone, Yubaba sniffed a few times and a disgusted look appeared on her face. \"I smell human.\" she mumbled to herself. She walked through the office and kept sniffing, her face looking more disgusted by the second. She looked up and almost found Joshua's hiding spot until a baby's cry was heard. As fast as lightning Yubaba went to the cojoined room in her office. Joshua could hear her comforting the one who was crying.", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" }, { "text": "Thomas resisted the urge to roll his eyes as Reno pointed out that he wasn't human, which was fair enough, and true, but didn't make it any less annoying in his general attitude, or the way he said it. \"Well, don't wait on my account,\" he commented in return before moving off. He wanted to get to the bottom of this before the urge to hit something returned. \n\nFortunately, it seemed said urge was needed, in small amounts, as minor Heartless appeared on the stairs that they moved along. None were difficult, even without considering how stupidly powerful Reno was, so it was more like a minor workout than anything challenging. Those obstacles quickly overcome, they soon reached the bottom.\n\nStepping inside, Thomas found himself in a boiler room, buffeted by the heat from the furnaces that generated the fire, which by all accounts looked to heat wate ror something. Thomas stepped a bit further in as he looked about, noting the small creatures, as well as the man with six arms. That was weird, but he'd gotten used to weird stuff by now, so not incredibly.\n\n\"Alright,\" he confirmed with a nod, resisting the urge to grumble beneath his breath. It wasn't like there was much to see here. But while he was ignored, he moved in and looked for an exit, or some way further in, while avoiding those minion type things, and defending himself if need be. After all, he was only a regular human (unless the darkness inside him negated that in some way), so he was unwilling to take any chances going further on.", "username": "Flamelord", "char_name": "Thomas Delatori" }, { "text": "Reno was immediately fascinated with all of the tiny little black fuzzballs on the floor to the point where he was levitating upside, face inches from each of them as he watched them work. In fact, he was so into it that he didn't realize that he had cast 'Float' on Thomas so that he would easily be able to levitate himself over the fuzzballs on the floor. The circle on his forehead was shimmering softly in its usual black color, the serene darkness from the circle flowing through the lines going his face and the rest of him as he just continued to watch the creatures work in strange fascination. \n\n\"Wow\" he remarked as his upside down self looked up at Thomas. \"These things are really cool!\" he stated cheerfully, a big grin on his face. That was when he noticed the six armed man operating the boiler. For how much Reno floated or flew upside down, it was a wonder how the blood didn't rush to his head. Perhaps that was some sort of physiology of the Denizens? Or was that just an affect of his magic. Regardless he flipped right side up, but still sat in mid-air in a cross legged position before moving over to the six armed man, looking over his shoulders from various angles and upright and upside down positions. \n\n\"Hey Kali-san?\" He had already given the six armed man a name, although it didn't seem to make much sense, but it was probably a reference to something else that may have had six arms. \"Whatcha doin?\" he idly asked, interested in the man's work as he just watched in simplistic fascination. Reno was a very curious and easily fascinated person.", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Amaya and Belle were led by Rin to the elevator in the second floor. While making their way towards it the girls could see how the bathhouse was designed. Since there weren't any guests right now because it was daytime, it was very quiet. Most of the employers were either sleeping or just had awoken and were wandering around a bit. \"You know it was really a mess last night.\" Rin laughed. \"Another human like you two, Sen, came here and her first guest was a Water Spirit. She really did her best and got a nice present from the guest.\" Belle didn't really reply to it but only smiled, it was a nice story but she didn't have anything useful to say, so she wouldn't say anything. They soon reached the elevator.\n\n\"Here is the elevator. It should take you all the way to the top floor where Yubaba's office is.\" she sighed. \"I hope she is in a good mood.\" Rin gave the girls a thumbs up and left again to do whatever she had to do. From what Rin just said it sounds like Yubaba isn't really the nicest person and probably only pretends to be very nice, for customers for example.\n\n\"Shall we go Amaya?\" the two rid the elevator to the top level and exited. They were standing in the empty hallway, which unlike the rest of the bathhouse had fancy walls, expensive pots and more. Which immediately gave Belle the conclusion that most of the money earned went to Yubaba. \"Are you ready to enter Amaya?\"\n\n----\n\nAfter Thomas and Reno entered the boiler room, Kamaji didn't seem to pay much attention to him. After only a minute Reno was already floating behind of him, looking over his shoulder to admire his lousy job, something only Reno would do. Thomas was trying to make his way across the ground where the Sootballs were walking. \"Don't step on any of them boy.\" Kamaji said, totally ignoring Reno.\n\nThe six-armed man took a big gulp from his jug of water. \"Watcha boys doing in my boiler room anyway? For the record I'm not giving more people a job, and ya guys aren't even spirits so that is out of the question.\" the grumpy man said.\n\n----\n\nWhile Ascot was wandering around in the Spirit Realm, wherever he would be. He would notice that a strange figure was lurking behind him. He did not really move but just was standing there. A black and slightly transparent spirit wearing a white mask with a faint smile on it. If Ascot would continue to walk the figure would slowly make it's way towards him.", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" }, { "text": "Except that Ascot was not in the Spirit World. In fact, he had not been with the group since mid-way through their journey. Rather, he had just...vanished during the trip through the Lanes Between, there one second, gone the next. It was as if he had been teleported away...but that was impossible, wasn't it? It took someone like Merlin to teleport people, and few people were of that caliber, right?\n\nThat didn't change the facts; Ascot had been magically transported, magically transported into a dimly-lit dungeon where, as soon as he emerged, he was stabbed by a strange weapon, a crooked dagger that seemed magical in nature, and which, when it struck him, cut not his flesh, but his Metaphysical Heart, aka his Light. As the knife was pulled back, the boy tried to conjure up his Keyblade, only to find himself unable to. Nor can he use his magic, including his second Limit Break.\n\n\"Sorry, boy,\" spoke a hooded figure which held the magical dagger in their hand, \"but we can't have you conjuring up your 'Keyblade' just yet. Nor use Magic. This dagger, this is called the Blade of Severance, which temporarily severs the link between Mind and Heart, meaning that you cannot conciously use Magic. And this, this my boy, this is one of our cells, not just in a literal, but in an organizational sense.\"\n\n\"You're another group,\" spoke Ascot, noticing the fact that the hoods worn by the figure were not the same as that worn by the Past Organization, the Six Senses, and certainly not the Riders. No, these hoods were red, with a golden trim. \"Who are you? What is your goal? How does it conflict with the other enemies? What is your understanding of the Universe?\" That last question was more useful than was thought.\n\n\"I...I am A'mael,\" the voice was now evidently female, \"and I am one of the cells that serve The Universal Cartel. Our goal is simply to destroy the barriers to profit and money - munny - that the Old and New Keybladers embody, and it conflicts with your other antagonists in that they uphold those same barriers, as far as we know. As for our understanding of the Universe...\"\n\n\"...Long ago, the World was united, whole and full of Light. But the Light cast a Shadow, and both Light and Shadow we lurked. In the day we were traders, exchanging vital goods across nations, in the night we were criminals, trading drugs, flesh, and other forbidden items. That was a day when we lived upon mountains of gold, in luxurious quarters, with armies of minions who obeyed our every whim.\"\n\n\"Then the Keyblade War happened, and the destruction after it!\" A'mael finally screamed. \"Almost overnight, the worlds were divided, our profits lost, our networks sundered! It was only our securing the secret of immortality that saved us...only to find that whenever we tried to rebuild, your Keyblade Orders always found a way to stop us!\" A'mael then looked at Ascot, who was staring at her skeptically.\n\n\"But you want a moral argument, don't you?\" she sneered. \"Well, how about this? The divisions you foster between the worlds encourage stagnation. In the interests of preventing a new Keyblade War, you have stopped progress, technological and magical advancement, legal trade. You have also prevented worlds from learning from each other, helping each other. If your world had traded with others', would it not have progressed beyond tribal and medieval norms?\"\n\nThen, suddenly, the dim lights grew much brighter, as more torches lit up the room where Ascot was. He can see now other people, not just other Cartel members in Red and Gold; a dozen of them besides A'mael, but also other prisoners, adult men and women, chained unconcious to the wall. All of them were from his homeworld. The implications suddenly came to Ascot.\n\n\"You, you're here to enslave us, aren't you?\" he asked A'mael.\n\n\"Yes, yes, yes!\" shouted the Cartel member manically. \"Your homeworld provides an entire population of primitives easily captured and coerced into labor. As for you, well, you're young, and scrawny, but with regular stabs from the Dagger of Severance, you can be very easily kept and broken. Once you are sold to the highest bidder, or kept as our pet; whichever comes first, you are going to make your owner very happy indeed...\" she said in a lustful tone.\n\n\"We will destroy all of you!\" shouted Ascot. \"Joshua will hunt you all down!\"\n\n\"Not even your brother can be everywhere at once,\" spoke A'mael. \"And even if he kills this cell, there will be others; and we are all decentralized. If he saves you, he'll have to take up the duty of happily hunting hundreds of us, scattered across dozens of worlds...\"", "username": "Letter Bee", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"We are... we are...\" Reno thought for a moment. What were they doing here? In truth, him and Oner had been both meditating, so they hadn't really been paying attention. If it was Transing then they would have been paying attention, since Transing was sleep without the unconsciousness of sleep. Meditating was a bit of a different story. \"We are looking for a Sign thingy...\" he stated, scratching his head for a moment, before a grin appeared on his face as he stated \"so I guess we are exploring for now\". \n\nHe continued to watch the man work, fascinated by the machine and his six arms. He really wanted to help work on the machine, watching it for a few moments before he flew over to where the fire in the boiler was, watching the coal being burnt in it. \"Hey, this is what heats the water right? I could help heat it without coal, that'd save you money\". Reno, without showing any tact or restraint as he had a big, innocent grin upon his face, suddenly held up a single finger, a small blue flame appearing above it. \n\nWith a flick of his finger, the blue flame went right into the boiler, before bursting out in an intense, blue blaze, turning the flames of the boiler a bright azure, making the flames of a much higher, and a bit warmer than regular fire, quality that did not need coal to persist as long as Reno supplied it with a minuscule stream of magical energy, something that he had virtually infinite reserves of. Normally blue fire was many times hotter than red, but Reno figured that boiling flames were not the best idea, so he did tone down the heat a good bit on that part to make it just a small bit hotter than the fire that was already going. \"And when I leave, you can keep this new fire alive forever with less coal\". Reno was pretty sure he had helped, as the innocent grin on his face showed that he only had helpful intentions.", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "**Aslan's Camp, Narnia**\n\n\"Thank you all for your great help in defeating the White Witch. I hope we once will see each other again, and when that time comes this land will be freed from the witch and Aslan will have returned.\" Oreius spoke.\n\n\"Take care all.\" Mr. Tumnus added.\n\nAfter saying goodbye to the residents of Narnia the group gathered. In one of Reno's personality changes, he flew away. Away from Narnia, he was going fast, but if someone went after him now they could catch up to him, or at least see to which world he would be heading. \"So from what I understand me and Thomas are going after Reno while the three of you go to the next world, right?\" Belle asked, after Thomas suggested the idea. She turned to Thomas. \"Since I don't have a Keyblade and I also don't know the destination of where Reno is heading too, could I hop on back of your glider?\" she asked.", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" }, { "text": "\"That'll possibly be too slow Belle.\" Joshua said. He had Amaya on his back now, since she was easier to carry that way\" If I know the general location I can open a Corridor for you and Thomas to go through. It'll be faster then a glider but more dangerous as well. However, if you make it there ahead of him, you might have a better chance at finding him.\"", "username": "Joshua Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Amaya yawned shifting some on his back moving her head some and murmured werid things for a bit before falling silent still fast asleep with her arms wrapped loosely around his neck. While Joshua held her legs up keeping her from falling down", "username": "Amaya Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Before\n\nReno had returned to the White Witch's Castle after saving Belle from the White Witch's dwarf henchman by using a mysterious new spell, Dark Flare. It was unclear how he came to use or learn it, but the fact was that he had used it. He had returned because he had blacked out once again and had gone to the battlefield, leaving Amaya behind. So in concern he swiftly made his return to the castle. Fortunately, upon arrival, Amaya was safe and even Joshua and Mr. Tumnus had appeared. Several questions were asked from both of them, Joshua angry at Reno for leaving Amaya and Amaya wondering why he had turned essentially into a soulless being.\n\nSomething strange happened to the young Magus after that. His eyes seemed to become devoid of any existence as did his presence. Essentially it was as if his entire being ceased to exist, yet he was still there. In what seemed like a struggle though Reno's Keyblade did materialize for just a moment as he tried to grab it, but something went wrong. The weapon seemed to fade into nothing, not vanishing in the conventional manner, leaving Reno(?) in the same state of nothingness. An empty void of oblivion. All seemed lost for Reno after that, whose existence in his presence seemed to be completely gone with no traces of it whatsoever.\n\nThere was still hope though. In what could only be described as unexpected, a brilliant circle of pure light shone from Reno's forehead as his eyes changed colors, the eye that was grey becoming green and his green eye turning red. His entire posture and demeanor seemed to change as well. He was more mature for sure. His voice even was different. It was quieter and lacked the childish quality that Reno's possessed. Before more could be explored about Reno's(?) new state, he seemed to apologize to both Joshua and Amaya before materializing his Glider. The strange thing was he seemed to have a slightly harder time calling it forth, almost as if it wasn't actually his. After the Glider came forth Reno sped off from Narnia at a very fast pace, as if he was in a hurry to get somewhere.\n\n---\n\nThe Present\n\nHe arrived in a world called Prydain, not that Reno(?) took note of that. He seemed to be preparing to do something, but the light on his forehead was fading much faster now. Somehow, according to Reno(?) he had 'run out of time' and wasn't able to proceed with his plans. Saying 'hurry up and hear my voice' to no one, the circle disappeared from Reno's forehead, leaving Reno back to normal as he looked around, not sure of where he was at all.\n\n\"This place seems different from that Narnia place\". Reno couldn't entirely tell for sure, but his gut told him that he wasn't in Narnia anymore. It also told him that he was hungry, which Reno proceeded to quell by taking out a candy bar and eating it as he began to float away from the small clearing he was in. \"Its exploration time!\" he stated gleefully as he finished off the candy bar and with all haste began to float quickly now, hoping to find the others as maybe they had come here as well. Of course, he was also hoping to find someone or something interesting as well, but for now he was just moving forward quickly with no real destination in mind.", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I as well,' Thomas replied with a bow to Oreius. It was nice to have a victory under his belt, if a tad soured by the knowledge that the White Witch would probably have beaten him if it weren't for the intervention of his other self. But he could overlook that as it was. He turned back to the group, as they discussed what to do about Reno. He heard the various suggestions, and shook his head. After last time, he was not doing another Corridor of Darkness. And it would make it harder to hide.\n\n\"Thanks but no thanks Joshua,\" he replied. \"I have confidence in my own flying skills. and we can't do very much looking if one of us is hurt by the Corridor of Darkness. So I'll pass.\" He then looked over at Belle. \"Sure.\" For some reason he was looking forward to the trip, though also nervous in case he blacked out like what had happened earlier, though his fear of that had somewhat subsided. He then scanned the group. \"Well, we best get moving, since he already has a lead on us\"", "username": "Flamelord", "char_name": "Thomas Delatori" }, { "text": "Belle nodded at Thomas and then turned to Joshua, Amaya and Ascot. \"Success in the next world. The plan was to meet back again in Twilight Town, right? See you there.\" Belle said and waited for Thomas to summon his keyblade glider. If the glider would be summoned she would hop on the back of it and let Thomas fly them into the direction Reno was heading. Seeing his 'other' state it can be assumed he went straight forwards and landed on the first world that he stumbled onto.\n\nThis would be a quest with only Thomas with her, that was something... different. She always had been with the group, Thomas wasn't even with the group when she first met them. However now she was going on a trip, uh, a quest with him to find Reno. Belle hoped that Reno had gone to a world where environment is somewhat better, they have been living in these cold lands for a few days and it would be nice to get some rays from the sun on her skin. All these little things would she discuss in her head during the trip, she knew it. And an occasional talk with Thomas, he doesn't really seem like a talker unlike Ascot or Reno. But why was she worrying so much, they should just make the best of it.\n\nOnce they had landed on the world where, hopefully, Reno was. Belle immediately noticed a dark presence ruling the world. This is something anyone would think as the world was cloaked in darkness and they were standing in front of a massive dark castle. The moon was red, and the sky was dark. Once she hopped off Thomas' glider she asked him \"Okay what's the plan?\"", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" } ]

[ { "text": "Amaya stirred some ad they came out of the cod as she yawned stretching a but as she almost fell backwards but held on to Joshua as she looked around rubbing her eyes\"where are we? \"she asked with a yawn trying to wake up", "username": "Amaya Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Yen Sid was sitting behind his desk on his big green chair. A single, but big, candle was standing on his desk. A little flame was radiating light from the tip of the candlewick. He saw three young keyblade warriors arrive in his chamber. Joshua, Amaya and Ascot. As a great master of the keyblade, Yen Sid knew their names, and especially now that they were on this special quest.\n\n\"Ah, Joshua.\" Yen Sid spoke in his deep toned voice. \"It is nice to see you, as well as you two.\" he looked at Ascot and Amaya. \"What is the business you seek here?\" the interior of his room hasn't changed since the time of Sora, Riku and Kairi, or even their predecessors. Yen Sid was also curious where the other team members were, but that was a subject for later. First he needed to know what Joshua's purpose of coming here was, as it was clear that he was the one who wanted to ask something.\n\n---\n\n*Earlier*\nAs Reno was wandering the new world he had arrived on he was quickly encountered by a large group of skeletons and some Heartless. They didn't speak but held their weapons into his direction. They motioned him to walk into the direction of the dungeons of the castle. If Reno would come along without defeating the skeleton guards he would be lead into the dungeons and locked away behind the steel bars.\n\n*Later*\nBelle chuckled. \"Yeah, I guess that's a nice place to start looking.\" she said and walked along with Thomas to the entrance of the castle. \"Do you think Reno is here? This place looks dangerous, and although I know Reno can manage is psychically I wonder if he also can mentally...\" Belle paused. \"Sorry, I'm just a bit worried. I'm sure he is okay.\"", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" }, { "text": "Joshua slowed down a bit when he felt Amaya stir on his back. He managed to keep his balance dispute climbing up stairs at the time, though it was only just barely so.\n\"We're at Master Yen Sid's place. I need to ask him for some... help.\" Joshua said before he continued up the stairs. After a few more minutes he reached the door to the Master's office he entered slowly. After the Master greeted them and asked why they were there Joshua set Amaya down before walking forward and bowing.\n\"Yen Sid-sama.\" He said.\" I... I need some help controlling the darkness inside of me.\"", "username": "Joshua Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Amaya listened as she watched.Joshua kinda struggle to get up the stairs.she kinda felt bad but he didn't seem to mind, or atleast he didn't show it.\n\nAmaya thanked Joshua when.he placed her down. She stood up adjusting her skirt, dusting any dirt on it. She then looked around setting her eyes of yen Sid \"mother use to tell be great things about you and thank-you for helping Joshua while I was...away would be the best words to describe my old situation \"said amaya gently\"also thank-you for allowing us in your presence \"she added", "username": "Amaya Tamashii", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Skeletons and Heartless. A strange combination. Skeletons were types of undead, he had seen them in plenty of games. Of course, being the powerful wizard he was and knowing that skeletons, like most undead and everything else in the entire world, were weak to fire would make them easy game for Reno's powerful Ardor spell. The others weren't around though and to be honest, Reno was a bit curious as to what was going on. Maybe if there were indeed Heartless here then maybe there was a Sign here as well. Usually Heartless appeared in important places, so Reno figured he would go with them since they didn't seem to be hostile in the sense of attacking on sight.\n\nSo just nodding to the Skeletons he followed them, floating beside them with a sense of curiosity and wonderment on his face, not really the face of one fearing the dungeons. No instead his face was its usual happy-go lucky self. As he was taken to the castle he looked around in awe at both the outside of the large, ominous building and its insides as he was guided to the dungeon chamber. \"Wow, you Skeleton guys got a nice place huh?\" He said to the skeletons with a grin on his face, half expecting an answer and at the same time not expecting one.\n\n\"Wow, this is my first time being thrown in prison, I can't wait to tell Father about this\". He said this with way too much excitement for a kid being thrown in prison. It almost seemed as though he wanted to experience this as he was locked away behind bars, having gone willingly into the cell himself. The steel bars would be no trouble before Reno's magic, and even if the steel bars wouldn't move, there was always the brick walls. Either way, his escape was pretty much secured, but he figured he might as well enjoy the prison life for a bit. He snapped his fingers his glider appeared in front of him in a small flash of light and atop of that was a large assortment of food as Reno was using it as a table, the Glider lowering itself to the ground as Reno sat in front of it, floating on his knees in a more traditional sitting style.\n\n\"Itadakimasu~\" With that he began to chow down, looking to other cells as he wondered if anyone else was in here. \"Is anyone else in here? I have food if anyone wants some\". After calling out to anyone else in the dungeons the young Magus continued to eat, taking the moment to relax and fill the black hole known as his stomach.", "username": "Renose", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Yen Sid stood up from his chair and looked towards Joshua. \"Unfortunately, I can't help you with that. For starters it's very busy at the moment, and secondly, I can't get rid of the darkness in someone.\" He turned around and stared out of the moon-shaped window. \"However there is someone here who can help you with that. \"My assistent.\" not long after he spoke those words, the door behind the three warriors opened. In the doorway was standing a tall man, he had long silver hair that rested on his shoulders, and a few stubbles on his chin, probably from a day not shaving.\n\nHe was wearing blue jeans and a long sleeved jacket in black and yellow color. Yen Sid continued after the man had entered. \"This is Riku. He also once had much darkness built up inside of him. Not a weak darkness, Xehanort, Seeker of Darkness, also known as Ansem's Heartless. However he managed to control it.\" Yen Sid said. Riku interrupted. \"Master, sorry to interrupt, but I'd like to take Joshua with me to the basement. The others can come too, if they want.\" Riku said. \"Do as you wish.\" Yen Sid replied. Riku motioned Joshua to come with him. Once they were down the stairs, Riku placed his hand on a special part of the wall. Another staircase revealed itself to lead to the basement of the tower. Riku walked up front. The basement was dark, and empty. At the rear wall of the room was standing a piece of furniture, covered by a white cloak. Riku walked towards it and pulled off the blanket. A mirror was revealed to be underneath. \"Go ahead.\" he said.\n\n---\n\n\"Is there someone there?\" the voice of an adult man echoed through the dungeons of the Horned King's Castle. The man had a nice and small intrument in his hands, and was dressed as a jester. He crawled towards the iron bars of the prison that seperated him and Reno. \"Are you a prisoner too? I am locked up here along with a boy, a girl and a talking dog who are looking for a pig because it makes the king of this castle able to summon an army of skeletons, and take over Prydain.\" he looked behind him. \"Did I say that right?\" he shouted to the prison next to him.\n\n\"Yes!\" was heard. It was a boy's voice not and adult just a boy who just seemed to hit puberty. \"Tell him about the special prisoner!\" he shouted afterwards. The old man turned to Reno again. \"Right, almost forgot. There also is a man locked up in here, he has a special blade which is a key. However unlike us he is locked behind a barrier which only can be opened from the outside, and not from the inside with his weapon.\"", "username": "BioHazard", "char_name": "Reno" } ]