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[ { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "\"Oh, no; no! Everything's fine!\" Rithrynn quickly replied to Sharon's concerned expression; eluding to the fact that Liaena had left the house; and swiftly conjuring up the most reassuring smile that she could give him. Leaning a little over him to peer into the room, noticing that it was empty; Rithrynn's eyes fell back down to Sharon.\n\n\"Mind if I come in?\"\n\nRithrynn asked, yet the Night Elf had already squeezed herself through the opening in the door and inside the room; pushing Sharon back inside as she entered before the High Elf could even have time to answer properly.\n\nStanding in the room, the Sentinel took a moment to gaze around in the dimly lit room. Given the Night Elves' natural affinity for darkness and superior night vision, the lack of lighting bothered her much less so than what it probably did the High Elf.\nMoving one leg behind the other, she used the back of her heel to close the door shut behind her. As they were finally alone, separated and removed from the noise in the rest of the house; Rithrynn's attention finally returned to Sharon. Walking over to the High Elf, Rithrynn grabbed him by his shoulders as she looked down at him with a look of almost unbridled glee as she smiled.\n\n\"I just wanted to talk to you, Shaw... \"", "username": "Rithy" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "Sharon gazed back up at Rithrynn for a couple of moments, his eyes racing over happy features on her face.\n\nAlthough his old, natural instincts shouted out the obvious warning signs; the High Elf slowly nodded, before smiling back at Rithrynn.\n\n\"Of course,\" Sharon confirmed, making an attempt to move; yet Rithrynn's solid grip prevented him from doing much. Staring back at the Night Elf, Sharon eventually motioned towards a set of sofas and table at the side of the room.\n\"Why don't you find yourself a seat over there, and I will get some light up in this room? I really did not expect anyone at this hour.\"\n\n---\n\n\"If you hadn't been so damnable lucky with the appearance of that elf, you'd have been MINE!\" Sounded Astrid's angry voice from the bag as it shuffled around, much to Donald's discomfort as he was on the bottom.\n\nDoin furrowed his brow at the bag, intrigued by the unusual sight. There was a lot he did not know about Liaena, yet he learned something new everything he met her.\n\n\"Say'e, there shouldn't be annea problem with ye spendin' a night over. We got more rooms than we can fill, and we usually don't rent them out to just anybody; this being guild property and all.\" Doin finally said, giving Liaena a smile as he picked up his pipe.\n\"After all, the boss owe me some favors. I'll get ye tha finest room we have available!\"\n\n\"Hopefully without any overgrown fairies breaking in through the windows this time.\" Frarn mentioned jokingly as he walked up next to his father. However, the two dwarves paused as their eyes drifted over to Kathlin, in Liaena's form; who was currently standing in the room.\n\"Is that a friend of yours?\"\n\nDoin peered over to Kathlin, before chuckling.\n\n\"I'm pretty sure she is, son. After all, who in their right mind would ever trust their own image in the hands of someone they didn't trust absolutely? Hah!\"", "username": "Sinerathin" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "Sharon gazed back up at Rithrynn for a couple of moments, his eyes racing over happy features on her face.\n\nAlthough his old, natural instincts shouted out the obvious warning signs; the High Elf slowly nodded, before smiling back at Rithrynn.\n\n\"Of course,\" Sharon confirmed, making an attempt to move; yet Rithrynn's solid grip prevented him from doing much. Staring back at the Night Elf, Sharon eventually motioned towards a set of sofas and table at the side of the room.\n\"Why don't you find yourself a seat over there, and I will get some light up in this room? I really did not expect anyone at this hour.\"\n\n---\n\n\"If you hadn't been so damnable lucky with the appearance of that elf, you'd have been MINE!\" Sounded Astrid's angry voice from the bag as it shuffled around, much to Donald's discomfort as he was on the bottom.\n\nDoin furrowed his brows at the bag, intrigued by the unusual sight. There was a lot he did not know about Liaena, yet he learned something new every time he met her.\n\n\"Say'e, there shouldn't be annea problem with ye spendin' a night over. We got more rooms than we can fill, and we usually don't rent them out to just anybody; this being guild property and all.\" Doin finally said, giving Liaena a smile as he picked up his pipe.\n\"After all, the boss owe me some favors. I'll get ye tha finest room we have available!\"\n\n\"Hopefully without any overgrown fairies breaking in through the windows this time.\" Frarn mentioned jokingly as he walked up next to his father. However, the two dwarves paused as their eyes drifted over to Kathlin, in Liaena's form; who was currently standing in the room.\n\"Is that a friend of yours?\"\n\nDoin peered over to Kathlin, before chuckling.\n\n\"I'm pretty sure she is, son. After all, who in their right mind would ever trust their own image in the hands of someone they didn't trust absolutely? Hah!\"", "username": "Sinerathin" }, { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "Rithrynn continued to peer back at Sharon for a couple of moments after he asked her. With a soft smile, she subtly nodded with her head as she removed her hands from him.\n\n\"Okay... \" The Sentinel spoke, before stepping over to the nearby sofa. It was a rare thing to have Liaena away and Sharon still in the house, seeing as the nosy human usually didn't let Sharon get far away from her notice. In one sense, the attack from the mysterious assassins was a good thing as it finally took Liaena's paranoia away from Rithrynn and over to them.\n\nAs she walked over to the sofa, she brushed off some of the snow flakes that still remained on her cloak from the outside, before extending her butt and slumping it down into the cushioning embrace of the sofa.\n\n\"Have you been up here by yourself for a long time?\" Rithrynn asked as she had become comfortable in the couch, allowing her eyes to trail back to the High Elf in her room.\n\"I hope the assassins are not forcing you into solitude... \"\n\nRithrynn said as she gave Sharon a sympathetic look through the room, while fiddling with her gloves in the meantime as she removed them and placed them, alongside her Sentinel bracers, onto the table before her.", "username": "Rithy" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "\"Oh, no. I wouldn't worry about that.\" Sharon answered confidently as the High Elf turned to the candles around in the room.\n\nPulling his arm out from under his cloak, he held his hand up in the air for a moment. Conjoining his thumb and ring finger, Sharon uttered a silent a silent spell. Snapping his fingers, half a dozen small lights suddenly ignited around the study, partly illuminating the room and chasing away some of the shadows around the corner where Rithrynn was.\n\n\"Greymoon and the others were here not long ago... \" Sharon explained with a smirk as he ventured over to his office desk to retrieve the half empty bottle of wine and two glasses from his secret stash.\n\" at least... before I fell asleep, that was... how long was I out??\"\n\nSharon paused for a moment as the High Elf simply stared up in the direction of the room as he tried to remember.\n\nUnable to, the High Elf shrugged and merely let out a light chuckle before he continued over to Rithrynn. \"Doesn't matter... \"\n\nReaching the sofas and the table, he placed the wine alongside the two glasses down onto it, before looking at Rithrynn with a friendly smile.\n\n\"Can I offer you something to drink?\" He asked as he picked the bottle up again and attempted to remove the cork. Yet Greymoon, being the last one to seal it, had pushed the cork so far down into the bottle that it was almost impossible to get a proper grip around it. Still attempting to grab it, the High Elf tried and failed a couple of times to pull it out before giving up. Grimacing at the bottle, he turned back to Rithrynn and smiled again at her.\n\n\"Also, I fear your sisters may not view me in the same light as you, Rithrynn. Light, they are... well, I mean you are rather tolerant. Relatively speaking.\" Sharon chuckled as he motioned at Rithrynn.\n\"I even wonder what they'd think about you being in my office. Would they even consent to that?\"", "username": "Sinerathin" }, { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "\"They cannot complain about something they know anything nothing about.\" Rithrynn smirked back at Sharon, the Sentinel confident in the fact that her sisters knew nothing of the fact that she was currently with Sharon.\n\nStanding up, Rithrynn reached out to take the wine bottle from Sharon that he was struggling with. Creating a solid grip around the persistent cork, she forcefully removed it from the opening of the bottle with one swift, powerful motion.\n\n\"And yes, I will not say no... \" She leered at the High Elf as the Sentinel lowered the bottle to pour both of the glasses. Placing the bottle back at the table, Rithrynn picked up the glasses, one for her and one for Sharon, both filled almost to the brim with a plentiful abundance of wine in them. Handing one glass to Sharon and keeping the other for herself, Rithrynn stepped closer to the High Elf as she smiled broadly down at him at him.\n\n\"It is just us here. Forget about my sisters. They are surely entertained enough by themselves and the abundance of food you have given them. Focus instead on the moment at hand, that which Elune has blessed us with... \" Rithrynn winked slyly at Sharon as she took a sip of her glass of wine.", "username": "Rithy" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "\"Yeargh!\" Sevarian growled as he slammed his staff around to block yet another of Serphia's blows! As the abyss black base of the saronite staff met with the Captain's sword, it created a magical shockwave of purple magic that pushed Serphia backwards!\n\n\"My powers are beyond that of any backwards wood elf!\" Sevarian spat as he used the small opening to start summoning a dark spell.\n\"You will find that death is but one of my lesser gifts!\"\n\nBut as Sevarian attempted to cast his spell at Serphia, Sharon had conjured an arcane blast of his own that intercepted the dark mage's shadowbolt mid-air, causing the two spells to explode in a mix of dark and purple flames that gushed out to the side instead!\n\nAn arrow came flying through the air from one of the sentinels in the back, but it glanced off Sevarian's silver white armor. From the sideline, one of the few remaining troll ghouls came scrambling towards Sharon and Serphia, its claws raised and jagged maw ready to bite! But just as the ghoul was about to come within range of them, Sevarian cast a spell of his own.\n\nAll of a sudden, the ghoul erupted in an explosion of gore, harmful shadow magic and fragments of bones that flew around like bullets in the ritual chamber! \n\nSharon succeeded in quickly conjuring up a temporary barrier that was annihilated by the corpse explosion, but succeeded in shielding Serphia from the worst of the damage. The explosion had left a blinding cloud that was dark as night around them.\n\nA frantic battle cry could be heard from somewhere through the cloud, as a green bolt suddenly flew towards them, coming straight out of the cloud! Sharon had tried to raise his hands to deflect it, but was too late. Fortunately however, Serphia seemed to already have noticed it, the large Night Elf, surprisingly agile for her size, dodging out of the way just in time!\n\nBut while she may have dodged the necrotic bolt, Sharon soon noticed a figure appearing in the shadow before them...\n\n*Fwhoom!*\n\nA gust of burning fire flowed out from Sharon's staff, hitting Sevarian straight in the face as the dark mage came out of the blinding mist. The mage reeled back in pain, letting out a cry! All the while, Sevarian's failed sneak attack had become apparent to Serphia, as the Captain swung around to bury one of her swords right into the side of the dark mage!\n\nA shock expression now haunted Sevarian's face, now partly scorched, the rest covered in blood and grime.\n\nAs Serphia retracted her blade, he stepped back, dropping his staff before falling over; his armor clattering as he fell to the floor, red blood gushing out of the side of his mouth.\n\n\"You... i-insignificant vermin!\" Sevarian uttered through his shaken voice, struggling to speak as his lungs filled with blood as he looked up at Serphia and Sharon with eyes full of hate.\n\"You... hnngh! you are already dead! Through your very own flesh and blood, I will have my revenge!\"\n\nSharon merely looked down at Sevarian from where he stood on Serphia's shoulder. There seemed to be no resentment in the ocean blue eyes of the High Elf. Instead, it could almost be taken as an expression of pity.\n\n\"I hope you find peace.\" Sharon simply replied, seeming unphased by Sevarian's hateful last breath.\n\n-----------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nOutside the ritual chamber, Liaena's group were met by a surprised Smokey as they barged out of the door.\n\n\"We're leavin' already?\" Smokey asked, the dwarf having stayed behind during the fight. Although he received no initial answers at first, the dwarf looked at them and soon guessed what it would be.\n\n\"That's great! I've had enough of this blasted place! Let's get outta here!\"\n\nThe Dwarf said as he turned to begin running down across the corridor. \n\nBut as the dwarf had run a couple of yards down the corridor, a loud bang as from a musket could be heard behind Liaena and the rest of the group, a snapping past them to hit Smokey right in the back. The dwarf fell forward, losing his blunderbuss as he crashed onto the ground as his heavy backpack fell on top of him.\n\n\"I'm fine, I'm fine!\" \n\nThe dwarf was quick to repeat as he scrambled to get back onto his feet, turning around to look back at Liaena and the party who were further back in the corridor. The dwarf seemed completely fine, his backpack having absorbed the bullet.\n\n\"Get a move o,-\"\n\nHis backpack that was filled with dynamite.\n\n*BOOOOOM*\n\nWithout a warning, Smokey's backpack exploded with an eye shattering boom! The blast stormed through the narrow corridors like a crushing wall, knocking Liaena, Alissah and the rest of the party completely off their feet. The ritual chamber was shaken, with rocks falling from the ceiling and a cloud of dust and rocks gushing in through the entrance!\n\nThe entire passageway that Smokey had once stood in had completely caved in. As for the dwarf himself, there was no sign of him. If there had been anything left of him after the initial explosion, it was presumably buried beneath multiple tonnes of solid rock that now blocked the passage. A thick carpet of dust and smoke now filled the corridor, making it difficult to breath for anyone in it. With the collapse of one of the tunnels, only two opposing hallways now remained, one running off to the north, and the other one; south.\n\n\"An adequate shot. It suffices.\" Sounded a familiar voice emanating from the southern hallway.\n\nEmerging through the thick cloud of dust was a group of humanoid figures. At the front stood Sherpa, the High Elf staring towards Liaena and her group that lay on the floor outside the ritual chamber. Behind him stood his White Hand mercenaries, alongside Rae'liel in bonds and magical chains.\n\nThe High Elf nodded to a White Hand musketeer who was currently in the process of reloading his weapon, apparently in approval of his previous shot against the dwarf.\n\n\"How convenient for my brother to decide to come all the way over to my own house.\" Sherpa remarked with a satisfied smirk.\n\nIn the other corridor on the opposite of the one Sherpa and his crew had come from, a lone set of footsteps could be heard from a pair of heavy steel sabatons. Emerging out from the cloud of dust was the Blood Death Knight from earlier, his chestplate still carrying the heavy dent from Doin's axe, and the armor around his shoulder still cleaved in half from Rae'liel's own strike, yet his decomposing body was stitched together. The Death Knight clutched his Runeblade tight in his glove as he stared silently towards Liaena's group as well.", "username": "Sinerathin" }, { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "As Sevarian finally fell, so too did the fighting in the room subside. Whatever cultists had occupied it now lay dead side by side with their ghoul minions. Serphia, standing over the dying dark mage, threw her right hand blade up in the air to catch it once again in an underhand grip; aiming the tip of her blade down towards Sevarian.\n\n\"Defiance without substance - you have lost everything.\" She commented dryly, glaring down at him with a cold and unforgiving gaze cast by her shimmering silver eyes.\n\nBut before she could perform any execution move against the dying mage, the entire room suddenly shook from a violent tremor outside. A loud bang almost knocked Serphia off her feet as dust filled parts of the room, coming from outside.\n\n\"What was that?!\" Serphia yelled out through the dust that had now filled the room.\n\n\"An explosion, mistress!\" Rithrynn called back as the sentinel was standing closer to the doorway,\n\n\"No shit!\" \n\n\"Wait, where is Li?\" Rithrynn suddenly asked, as the Sentinel had noticed the peculiar lack of midgets in the room. She looked around to her sisters, most of whom shook their heads.\n\n\"They ran out!\" Vashi noted, motioning towards the door.\n\n\"But that's where the explosion came from!\" Rithrynn exclaimed, before the Sentinel immediately turned and rushed towards the exit. It would not surprise her if the explosion was the cause of Liaena, the short black haired ex-priestess having a notorious record for blowing shit up without necessarily having any good reason to do so other than to satiate some wicked mental need to wreathe the world in cool and devastating explosions.\n\nAs she peered out of the ritual chamber, Rithrynn squinted with her eyes as she tried to see past the thick cloud of dust that now covered the entire corridor, and one of the passages now having been completely blocked off by a cave in.\n\n\"There you are, Li, I.. oh.. \" Rithrynn said as she noticed Liaena and the rest lying on the ground by the wall, but as she looked up; she also noticed the new arrivals, Sherpa, Rae'liel and a cohort of White Knight mercenaries.\n\n\"Crap... \"\n\n\"Mistress! Mistress!\" Rithrynn yelled as she retreated back into the ritual chamber, hugging the edge of the doorway leading out as she looked back at Serphia who was standing in the middle of the room.\n\n\"The White Hand reinforcements are here! One... no, TWO Death Knights are with them!\" Rithrynn exclaimed!\n\" ... ohh, and they got that Blood Elf you beat up earlier as well.\"\n\n\"What?!\" Serphia called back, her surprise being directed not so much at the White Hand reinforcements as it was at the mention of Rae'liel being with them.\n\"What is that useless, green eyed magical crack whore doing here?!\"\n\n\" ... I don't know! Why don't you ask her - preferably AFTER we have dealt with the White Hand?!\" \n\nSerphia gritted her teeth, before she turned to look down at Sevarian who was still coughing blood at her feet.\n\n\"You are coming with me, ape!\"\n\nSheathing one of her swords, Serphia bent forward to pull Sevarian to his feet, spinning him around as she held him close to her body and placed the sharp edge of her blade against the unprotected skin of his throat as she walked him towards the exit to the room.\n\n\"Prepare the wounded and be ready to leave on my command.\" Serphia said to one of her soldiers who were tending to those sentinels that had been wounded in the fighting. \n\nOutside in the corridor, Serphia, carrying the bleeding Sevarian, emerged from the doorway. Rithrynn followed closely behind her mistress, bow and arrow in hand and at the ready.\n\n\"Stand aside, humans! Or your commander will become one head shorter!\" Serphia called out with a threatening voice as she faced Sevarian towards Sherpa and his White Hand mercenaries. Serphia's eyes narrowed as she spotted Rae'liel in the back, tied and bound. What was the Blood Elf doing with them?!", "username": "Rithy" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Meirie Leran", "text": "\"However you wish, miss Vashi...\" Mei had given up on trying to argue already and was simply following the night elf mage. The very idea of an arcane wielding night elf seemed absurd at first. Mei herself had spend some time at the lands of the night elves years ago when the relationships between their two nations were forming so she got a chance to study their libraries and ancient texts... at least withing the allowed range without trying to read secret documents and the like. What she did learn was that night elves abandoned anything arcane related thousands of years ago... why this night elf used magic like this was quite the mystery for the draenei warrior.\n\n \"Will not be surprised... \" Meirie added at the statement of possible secret laboratories down in the basement somewhere. It was the perfect place for it really, underground so the noise from it would be deafened, no flashes of light to alert the surroundings and very well protected in case... something blows up.\n\n \"Don't worry miss Vashi... from now on I will protect you and your things. If someone wants to take something or touch something, I will give them a stern scolding.\" She said with a smile, wondering exactly how big was the basement of this mansion. She knew that they were big for she had entered one of the other estates before for work. Had to clean a basement from some hostile beasts... how they ended there she did not ask for the pay was good back then.\n\n \"Miss... I've been meaning to ask, but how did you end in a night elven warband?\" The warrior asked eventually.\" I mean a woman with your abilities would surely have other prospects?\"", "username": "rivaan" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "\"Wow. You might need to restock these, Sharon\"\n\nA low but still very noticeable mental groan could almost be felt emanating from the smaller High Elf on Liaena's shoulder as she entered into the (now posthumously) room o jam.\n\nSharon said nothing, but merely gazed at the rows upon rows of empty or missing bottles of jam, half of which lay scattered across the floor in an unceremonious fashion. Indeed, the Night Elves had apparently not afforded even the jam any more mercy than they had the wine storage by the looks of it! The mage could only dread the number at the end of the bill once everything had been refilled.\n\nPerhaps it might even be better just to let Friedrick burn said bill before he could even see it.\n\n\"It's the antidote. Take it. I don't want to mislay you down here\"\n\n\"I think there are worse places you could mislay me. And you don't have to leave the house to find them.\" Sharon said half-jokingly, half concerned as he threw a quick glance around before he accepted the potion.\n\nMoments later, he would stand back at his full, very-much-so normal and not-pocket-sized stature. Taking a moment to tidy up his deep azure blue robe and adjust the mithril chestplate under it so that it sat properly, the blond haired High Elf would step over to where Liaena was working not far from the unconscious body of the large Death Knight. As he came close enough, he would extend his staff wielding arm and a bit of his cloak as well as he wrapped it around Liaena as she was working, before speaking as he looked towards her.\n\n\"I think you did really well today, Liaena. My brother has made this life anything but easy... no matter how much you may make it seem the exact opposite sometimes. I really appreciate having you by my side, Liaena.\" He smiled, simply taking a moment where he simply looked at her.\n\nThat attention however would be broken by a low groan emanating from the now half-sleeping Draenei as she shuffled somewhat around on the floor, slowly recovering from her sleep.\n\nCasting a look between Liaena and Malizia, Sharon would reach into his arcane pouch hanging at his side with his other hand to produce a pair of handcuffs made out of Thorium, with some mystical magical runes written into them. \n\n\"I got some anti-mage cuffs that could prevent her from casting any spells... \" Sharon explained as he held them up in front of Liaena with a slight grin, before suffering the inevitably stare that any man outside of law enforcement would receive when casually revealing himself to be carrying handcuffs.\n\"You never know when they might come in handy... totally not a souvenir from my academy time in Dalaran, no... \"\n\n...\n\n\"Anyhow!\" Brushing past the awkward silence, he'd look back at Liaena.\n\"They would block her spells, but I don't think you'd be able to shrink them. So we are going to have to make a choice, whether we want to contend with a shackled 8ft tall martial monstrosity of death - literally -, or a shrunk adept student of some of the darkest magic known to mortals and deities alike.\"\n\nNodding, he'd gaze slightly away.\n\n\"Just like... whichever option you'd feel the most comfortable with.\"", "username": "Sinerathin" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "\"AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!\"\n\n\"OWWWWH!!\"\n\n*Crash*\n*BOOM*\n\n\"Let me introduce you to my little friend, GRAVITY, BITCH!\"\n\n\"AIII-\"\n*DROOOHHHMM!!*\n\nSerphia's support team/goon squad had long since given up any attempt at interfering with the fight of the two, giant behemoth currently fighting over the piece of dirt that had once been Sharon's garden! Instead, they had taken up a (relatively) safe distance in the surrounding streets and simply gazed up at the ash cloud covered silhouettes of Serphia and Malizia as the two furious women duked it out in a no-holds-barred beatdown of each other!\n\nIn one scene, Malizia charged forward, launching her own head right into Serphia's chest and knocking the gigantic Sentinel Captain into the mansion, promptly making her serve as an oversized wrecking ball that immediately demolished the roof of the east wing!\n\n\"Giving up yet, you little troll?\"\n\n\"You are going to DIE for that!!\"\n\nSerphia retaliated by swiping the feet(hoofs) out from under Malizia, the giant red draenei-demon-thingy falling to the ground with a deep rumble! Malizia answered by jumping onto Serphia, only for Serphia to pull one leg back, place her feet up under Malizia's chest, and push back, causing Malizia to go flying up into the air with a scream!\n\nBack at the mansion ground, Sentinels in various states of clothes or stripping could be seen running out of the front door of the mansion, gathering in a small crowd outside in response to the growing fire.\n\nThere was an awkward pause among the dozens of drunk and half-sober sentinels that had gathered outside of the mansion as they simply stared dumbfounded at the fire spreading in the second floor, before one of them suddenly stepped forward and raised her stolen mug.\n\n\"BEST PARTY EVER!!\"\n\nIn response to the sentinel, the rest of her sisters raised their fists and cried out as well, jumping up and down with their drinks as they cheered on the burning mansion!\nIn the background, angry nightsabers could be seen jumping out of windows of the mansion to escape the fire, before running amok in the streets!\n\n\"WHOOOO-HOOOO!!\"\n\"YEAAH!!\"\n\n...\n\n\"So... where do we go now?\"", "username": "Rithy" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "\"So are we leaving? I like this plan if you do, Mister Dal'dieb\"\n\nThe High Elf's gaze passed from the curious, strangely optimistic looking Kathlin over to Liaena, then back again.\n\n\"If I said no, I doubt I'd get to the o in that word before Liaena had already dragged me off to Westfall. I'm still not sure if giving her that haste buff was a good idea!\"\n\nSharon privately thought, also unsure whether he should also mention the potential of the spell having taking 1 or 2 years off her life expectancy.\n\n\"Come to think of it, I have always wanted a new place closer to the beach... \" Sharon muttered, moving one hand up to his chin in a thoughtful expression, before he turned to Liaena and Kathlin, and nodded; all the while instinctively bracing himself in case Liaena should decide to run somewhere with him along!\n\n\"Not to speak ill of your skills or anything, but I do believe the barrier I set up is more than a match for a yet so simple apprentice.\" Sharon said as he glanced over at Kathlin. Though Kathlin had never shown anything but t e best intentions and did seem to have an elevated magical potential despite her simple class, Sharon doubted that her skills were enough to contest with that of a long lived High Elf and esteemed student and teacher at the Dalaran academy of magical sorcery!\n\n\"Aran kehn, rahs fuhs.\" Sharon suddenly muttered, before thumping the butt of his silver staff into the ground two times. \n\nFor a moment, a creeping silence ran across the entire mansion like a wave, as the invisible enchantment was dispelled by the utterance of the keyphrase. The only noise was the not-so-subtle noise of the fleeing elves and nightsabers who apparently already had decided it was time to ditch his soon-to-be ex-mansion!\n\n\"One of the first things we were taught at the Institute of Enchantment back at Dalaran was to attach a keyphrase, or password if you will, to our *simpler* wards, so that we could more easily unravel them at a moment's notice than have to go through a lengthy ritual of disenchantment.\" \n\nSharon explained with a smile as he looked over at Kathlin, apparently enjoying any chance he got to show off his superior magical knowledge!\n\n\"Now, I will begin the ritual of teleporta,- thank you, Friedrick.\" \n\nSharon interrupted himself to thank Friedrick as the butler seemingly appeared out of nowhere and handed him a Rune of Teleportation, before the High Elf returned to focusing on his ritual.\n\n\"This is going to take a few seconds, a minute max... any special destination in mind?\" He asked, turning to look over at Liaena with a smile, all the while motioning for them to come closer. However, his confident smile would suddenly fade for a moment, as if the High Elf had just remembered about something.\n\nTurning towards Liaena, he quirked an eyebrow at her.\n\n\"Liaena... aren't we forgetting about someone?\"", "username": "Sinerathin" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "\"My sin was trying to save my race from oblivion!\"\n\nMalizia reacted as Mei came in for a kick by stepping backwards, sweeping out in a strike against the incoming kick and hitting her leg armor. The armor prevailed, but Mei could feel a tingling cold sensation coming from her legs as blue and ghostly misty tendrils crept from Malizia's runeblade and onto her leg armor for the brief moment they touched.\n\nReadjusting her sword, Malizia instead swiped it in an upwards sweep against Mei's face. The Draenei succeeded in avoiding the incoming Runeblade, but did not have time to dodge the second as Malizia glided her other Runeblade across her left flank as she passed her by, leaving a shallow gash on Mei's left!\n\nThe physical pain of the strike would perhaps be the least of Mei's worry. In the brief moment that Malizia's blade had touched, it had felt as though an overwhelming wave of chill had jolted through her body, dropping her internal body temperature by a couple of degrees. Though the wound was only superficial for the most part, it was as though a dark presence had entered her, sapping some of her will and courage. The wound at her side was not bleeding - in fact, it was frozen shut.\n\n\"I was cast out because I would not let myself become blinded by the Light!\" Malizia spoke as she turned to look back at Mei, pointing her left Runeblade at her.\n\"I saw through its petty lies and promises for the blissful ignorance that it truly was! I was one of the few that realized that victory would take more than vain hope and foolish ideals that were utterly unfit for the realities of war!\"\n\nMalizia's eyes narrowed sharply on Mei, the Draenei ignoring the blood that seeped down across her left eye.\n\n\"Our misguided ideas of right and just were just as dangerous to us as the Orcs themselves - if not more so!\"\n\n---------------------------------\n\nSilje-Serphia had not hesitated to take the antitode, and it did not take long before a new, 5ft and 6 girl stood next to them in the corridor, blond hair and blue eyes. Serphia's oversized armor had long since fallen off her, and she cloaked herself instead in the Captain's still-very-much-so oversized cloak!\n\n\"Sharon, you mean the yellow haired High Elf?\" Silje inquired as she looked towards Liaena and Kathlin, her eyes remaining on the latter.\n\n\"I think I saw him chase after the 'Mindbreaker' after he escaped your bag and out into the corridor before we exited.\" Silje explained, removing one hand from the cloak to point down along the hallway to the left, which lead towards the stairs to the atrium where the sound of the great Night Elven brawl could still be heard!\n\"I never realized anyone so tiny could run that fast... \"", "username": "Sinerathin" }, { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "The standoff between the two Draenei had become the center of attention in the room.\n\nWhile they were talking, Rithrynn would be slowly inching her way around the room in a half circle around the two fighters, until she stood right next to her Captain. Vashi would repeat the same thing, approaching Serphia from the opposite direction and keeping her distance to the two Draenei.\n\nAs she stood next to her towering Captain, Rithrynn would slowly lean in; eyes still on Mei and Malizia, and whisper up to Serphia.\n\n\"Uhhmm... should we intervene, mistress?\" She asked, throwing a slightly quizzical look between Serphia and the two Draenei.\n\nThe fight seemed to have been really one sided to far. An unarmed, perhaps drunk Draenei fighting a fully armed and armored Draenei who wielded not just one, but two Runeblades!\n\n\"We probably should... \"\n\nSerphia had raised a hand up to her chin, rubbing it for a moment as she gazed thoughtfully at the two combatants. Suddenly motioning for Vashi to give her her sword, she held the blade up in front of Vashi. Vashi, looking slightly confused for a moment, would raise her staff towards the blade, casting a quiet enchantment which suddenly caused the runes inscribed into the Night Elven magi's blade to suddenly glow with a deep, orange hue as the blade suddenly began to burn!\n\n\"Draenei, catch!\" \n\nThe Night Elven Captain's voice would suddenly call out through the room when she suddenly threw Vashi's now flaming elven shortsword towards Mei like a flaming missile, despite the fact that half of Malizia was already in the way!\n\nAs she did, Serphia would raise her own sword and called out to Rithrynn and Vashi standing around her.\n\n\"KILL THE SQUID GOAT!\"\n\n\"Which one?!\"\n\n\"THE EVIL ONE!\"\n\n\" ?? ... OKAY!\"\n\nIn an instant, Rithrynn and Serphia suddenly charged towards Malizia from behind, the two big and bigger Sentinels rapidly closing the gap between them; and Vashi cast a spell that levitated Malizia's feet some inches above the ground, making the Death Knight lose her footing!\n\n*\n\nBack in the atrium, pandemonium had ensued! (even worse than before!!)\n\nAleena and Lithrielle had teamed up in the middle of the brawl, and had just double slammed one of the chevalier-elves into the ground when Aleena turned to look at Lithrielle.\n\n\"Where's the rest of those traitors?! I'm itching for a fight!\" Aleena exclaimed as she looked around, offhandedly elbowing a drunk Sentinel as she tried to attack her from behind, causing her to slump right down onto the fallen chevalier-elf, whom let out a painful groan in return!\n\n\"I think we've run out of them... \" Lithrielle replied as she scanned the surrounding battle, which at this point mostly featured the warband fighting against itself; any chevalier-elf having been lost in the confusing elf brawl.\n\n\"Wait, look!\" Aleena would suddenly say, grabbing Lithrielle as she pointed towards two tiny High Elves locked in battle a little further away, barely visible past the legs of the fighters!\n\"It's that High Elf guy we're supposed to be protecting - and I think he found the last invader!\"\n\n\"Ohhh, let's get him!\n\n\"Yeees!!\"\n\n\"CHAAAARRGEE!\" And with a combined battle cry, Aleena and Lithrielle charged forth together through the fray and towards Sharon and Valion, using an unfortunate, crouched sentinel as a stepping stone as they both leaped into the air towards the two High Elves in a combined, aerial elf assault formation!", "username": "Rithy" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "With his question left hanging dead, Sharon nodded.\n\n\"I guess nobody knows where that girl is then.\"\n\nWell, obviously with the exception of one; Naliyah, whom seemed to have some kind of mental GPS of Rithrynn, to know her every location. But Sharon had no clue as to where Naliyah was either.\n\n\"Not the most pressing matter, regardless!\"\n\nAs the conversation between Kathlin and Liaena dragged on, with Kathlin being positioned on the other side of the big Mei, making her rather hard to see; the tense atmosphere became easily noticeable, to the point at which Sharon wondered if Mei couldn't genuinely taste the salt between the two priestesses. \n\n\"Hrmmmmgh... \" A low groaning eminated from the other end of the cellar as the previously unconscious body of the Death Knight began to move, Malizia opening a weary eye as the bedraggled Draenei returned to life.\n\nNoticing the crowd that had gathered on the opposite room of the cellar, with everyone gathered around Mei, Malizia would receive a small grin on her face. Suddenly raising an arm towards them, she would create a wave of energy that crashed into all of them. \n\nWithin seconds, the first thing the group would hear would be the quiet muttering from Malizia, before a wall of force hit them from behind, knocking Mei, Vashi, Kathlin, Liaena and Sharon forward with considerable force and into a pile on the other end of the room!\n\n\"Not today!\" Malizia panted as she reached into a pouch hanging by her side, producing a scroll of some kind. Unfolding it and quickly muttering what sounded like an enchantment, the Death Knight would be consumed by a white light, before disappearing into thin air!\n\n------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nAppearing outside, 30ft above the mansion, Malizia would rematerialize.\n\nAt first, she was smiling.\n\nThen she was frowning, as she realized she was not standing on anything.\n\nThen, looking down, and realizing she was currently hovering above the mansion; gravity about to kick in; she would gasp, before letting out a cry as she began falling!\n\nLanding onto the tilted roof, she would crash into the snow, passing by a rather surprised Sentinel as she raced towards the edge!\n\n\"Shit! Shit-shit-shit-shit-sit!\" Malizia would exclaim as she flailed around and sliding down through the half frozen snow on the roof, grabbing about to try to get ahold of something; which just so happened to be the end of the cloak of the surprised sentinel; whom in turn was dragged off her post and with Malizia as she continued downwards!", "username": "Sinerathin" }, { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "In one moment, Vashi was lost in her own blushing as she was staring back at Mei, unsure what to even say as her dark blue, purple skin gained a very visible pink hue.\n\nIn the next moment, Vashi then found herself lying on top of a fallen Mei, having just been knocked over by a sudden force wave of some kind!\n\n\"I... !\" Vashi merely gasped, looking down at Mei whom she was lying on top of with an astounded expression. But the cause of the expression would be less the sudden attack from behind, and more the position that she found herself in!\n\nOr on...\n\n\"I... did not intend that, sorry... but thanks for catching me!\" Vashi would eventually find a sufficient amount of words to produce a coherent sentence, looking down at the Draenei currently lying under her, whom in turn was probably lying on top one of the human girls that Vashi could no longer see. Now with a smile on her face, Vashi would raise a hand and reach down towards Mei's face, gently touching her cheek.\n\n\"You're quite cute.\" She eventually said, raising an eyebrow at Mei.\n\"Are you sure you were not sent to me as a gift from the goddess or some kind?\" \n\nVashi gently chuckled as she winked slyly at Mei, playfully tilting her head as she looked down at the Draenei.", "username": "Rithy" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "\"This day just keeps getting better and better... \"\n\nSharon thought as he was picked up by Liaena. Being forcefully pushed and knocked back into a stone wall was rarely a fun experience for anyone, regardless of their size. Though for whatever consolation it was, his sudden meeting with the wall had not been accompanied by an equally sudden meeting with the rear end of a large Night Elf flying in behind him or similar. \n\nAll things considered, it could have been worse.\n\n\"Is that right, Mister Dal'dieb?\"\n\n\"Yes, if she's using a normal scroll of teleportation, she should be within 30 feet of the mansion in any direction. But although the barrier may have stopped the teleportation short, it won't prevent her from simply running past it once she's out.\" Sharon would reply to Kathlin as he looked towards the apprentice, suddenly smiling as he nodded with his head.\n\"And good job on that description on the nature of spacial magic. I could almost have sworn it was something you had taken out of one of my own arcane thesis a couple of centuries back!\"\n\nCommendations aside, Sharon soon realized that they had a more pressing matter; that being the runaway Death Knight who was presumably getting closer and closer to escaping for every moment they wasted chatting.\n\n\"We should not delay, however. Either the front yard or the roof will be our best way of spotting her! Once we do, I got a couple of spells that could help us catch her.\"", "username": "Sinerathin" }, { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "Vashi was rather surprised at the sound of Liaena and Kathlin's noticeably not-pained voices, before realizing that she and Mei were in fact floating; fact that had initially completely passed her by due to being so caught up in Mei's eyes to really notice!\n\n\"Wait, you're saying the Death Knight is gone? ... \"\n\nIt took a while, but eventually Vashi would succeed in tearing her attention away from the Draenei to look around for the second Draenei; which at this time was nowhere to be seen, having seemingly vanished from her spot.\n\n\"It's almost like every cheesy story ever... when the heroes got the upper hand against the villain, he just uses some cheeky means to escape right out of their clutches!\"\n\n\"You – Vashi. Save the canoodling for later. Do you know where that Death Knight went!? She must have teleported, right? Can you trace that?\" \n\n\"Oh, easy!\" Vashi gleamed as she sat up on the hovering Mei, raising a hand whilst concentrating on something. A blue, shimmering mist briefly wreathed her fingers, before she suddenly looked up and pointed at the roof.\n\"Oh, she went that-a-way! Straight up, if we hurry, we'll... WHOAAAAHH!\"\n\nVashi was in the middle of explaining while also at the same time trying to get off Mei. But even though the Draenei was suspended in the air above the ground, she was by no means stabilized; a fact soon discovered by Vashi as she, and Mei, suddenly spun around mid-air as the mage had accidentally leaned too far to the right!\n\n*\n\nMeanwhile, up in one the high towers of the mansion that Captain Serphia had made her own, the door would open up as the Captain walked in with a big smile on her face.\n\n\"Ohh Syn'dial, I never realized before that you looked so beautiful... \" Serphia would speak, gazing down at something she was holding in her hand; which on further inspection would reveal itself to be the shrunken form of Rithrynn, the tiny sentinel trying desperately to wriggle herself out of the Captain's grip while throwing her a pleading look.\n\n\"Uh, mistress, clearly you are mistaken! You are not yourself, you'd normally never say,- !\"\n\nHowever, in her rapid talk, Rithrynn would be promptly silenced as Serphia laid a finger on her mouth!\n\n\"Sshhh... I may have been mistaken my entire life, but that does not make this realization any less true.\" Serphia said with a smirk as she placed Rithrynn down on one of the cupboards next to the bed, before the Captain next moved her hands to begin unbuckling and removing her sentinel uniform with an impressive degree of efficiency. Although perhaps there was not much to remove to begin with...\n\nRithrynn, whom had been about to say something in the beginning, was left dumbstruck and with her jaw hanging as the tiny elf simply gazed up at the massive, towering body of her Captain now looming in front of her, most of her view taken up by Serphia's large hips right in front of her!\n\n\"One moment, just you and me, it will be... \" Serphia was about to begin talking when suddenly she would be interrupted by a scream from outside!\n\nLooking to her left and out the window, Serphia's eyes would widen as she saw one of her Sentinels + Death Knight just slide down the side of the roof outside the tower in a duo of shrieks!\n\n\" ... \"\n\n\" ... \"\n\n\"Should we investigate that?\" Rithrynn carefully suggested, looking up at her Captain with a hopeful look.\n\n\"Oh no, they got it under control.\" Serphia would quickly reason, before turning back to gaze down at Rithrynn with a particularly mischievous grin on her face!\n\"Now, where were we... \"\n\n*\n\n\"LET. GO. OFF. ME!\" The Sentinel would shout as she hung from the edge of the roof, with the heavy baggage of the big Malizia hanging from her legs below as the Sentinel squirmed around, trying to get the Draenei off!\n\n\"You fell first, tentacle face, so you should make the drop!\"", "username": "Rithy" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "There was an awkward moment as the group eventually came to realize what had happened to Serphia, and presumably, to Rithrynn as well.\n\nSharon felt the palm of his hand instinctively try to move towards his face, but managed to resist the urge to face palm at the whole ordeal. Letting out a long sigh, he would eventually speak up, looking at Liaena.\n\n\"Substitute boyfriend with potentially hyper-obsessive, power-loving dominatrix girlfriend, and I believe you may have reached your mission goals.\" He would comment, offhandly considering teleporting back to his office. Though he was not sure if he would even find Rithrynn there anymore.\n\nStill, there was another matter that required his attention.\n\nLooking down at the Draenei Death Knight now lying in the slurry, half-melted snow in front of them, with an equally unconscious Night Elf watcher lying on top of her in turn; using the Death Knight as a big mattress; Sharon would nod.\n\n\"We definitely should interrogate her before anything else.\" Sharon concluded with a thoughtful expression on his face as he analysed Malizia.\n\"She is bound to have valuable information. Granted, interrogating a Death Knight is not something that I have ever done before. We also have some intruders masquerading as Night Elves in the mansion, whom we should probably deal with as well.\"\n\nStill, Sharon thought, in all of the chaos that had ensued, there was one thing that had worked out in their favor.\n\n\"Thankfully, I think Rithrynn will buy us valuable time by... distracting Serphia. Still, we probably should try to help the girl before she gets too deep into trouble.\"", "username": "Sinerathin" }, { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "\"My body heals fast due all the training I went through. Once I fix and patch up my clothes it will be like the fight didn't even happen… \"\n\n\"Oh don´t be silly, miss! Physical exercise does not help your body heal faster. Only proper diet, sleep, divine and transmutation magic can hasten the body´s natural regenerative properties!\" Vashi was quick to interject, correcting the Draenei as she \"guided\" her towards the mansion door.\n\n\"I may be no official healer, but through my long studies, I´ve come to learn a bit about everything aswellasincludingthelonglostsecretsandcosmicpowerofthearcane, and additionally enough about physiology to tell you that that is just not... \"\n\n\"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh... \"\n\nHowever, as she was rambling away and had just extended her arm to reach out towards the ramshackled mansion door, a loud gasp of sheer delight from what Vashi recognised to be from no one else but Serphia suddenly emanated from one of the windows high above the roof!\n\n...\n\nFor a moment, Vashi would not speak at all. Instead, she would simply stare at the door with a raised eyebrow. The momentary confusion would not last long however, as she promptly opened the door and walked in.\n\n\" ... as I was saying, or rather, to summarise it all up, you need to be checked. You were hit by a Runeblade. Do you have any idea how dangerous those things are?\" Vashi said, but would throw Mei a sly wink as they entered into the main atrium. At this point, the full out melee brawl that had been going on earlier had simmered down...\n\n... somewhat.\n\nThat being, the number of fighting Night Elves had been reduced by a large amount. Most of them had either retreated to the side to try to recover or throw off their dizziness, and a lot of them were knocked down on the ground, lying sprawled about in various different poses. In the middle of the room, Lithrielle and Aleena could be seen in a fierce competition with some of the remaining sentinels.\n\n\"And don´t mind those two, it´s quite a normal celebration!\" Vashi would quickly explain to Mei in reference to Aleena and Lithrielle as she lead the Draenei along the outskirt of the fighting, just as a drunk sentinel wearing a hilariously ill-fitting, half torn ball gown was thrown right past them and into the wall on the opposite side - leaving behind a solid elf-mark in the wall.\n\n\"And I think they might be almost done!\"", "username": "Rithy" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "\"I have the feeling this involves the death knight again. That's why I said to kill her… \"\n\nVashi would giggle softly at the statement from the Draenei, who at that point already looked quite antsy. Raising one finger, she would gently place it on top of Mei's lips as she looked her in the eyes with a smile.\n\n\"You mean the Death Knight you beat so badly who'll probably spend the remainder of the week in bed? I don't think she's going anywhere, hihi.\" Vashi laughed softly.\n\"These are probably just the kind of antics that are so usual for my sisters. They get really rowdy during parties, being all oh-so-badass-warriors, a point they apparently have to prove to everyone they meet, including themselves.\"\n\nVashi snickered softly at the last comment, remembering the chaos that usually accompanied any party thrown by her warband. There was always something she found amusing by her sisters throwing themselves at each other, like a constant feud that never seemed to end, partly thanks to big egos and copious amounts of alcohol combined!\n\nRaising her head slightly, Vashi would suddenly give Mei a kiss on the cheek and hug closer around the Draenei.\n\n\"Let's go upstairs and leave my sisters to their little contests, they are probably just comparing boob sizes or something and one of them is a sore loser. Leaving them alone is probably best. They are after all big, capable warriors of the goddess.\" She winked at Vashi.\n\n\" ... I mean, what could possibly ever go wrong?\"\n\n*\n\n\"Ofhhhh! Oaaaaah!\" The first bright green haired elf, Lelili, who was wearing the cloak and the minimalistic binds, let out a painful groan as all the air was pushed out of her lungs as she was just rammed by the Draenei, and catapulted across the room, flying not-so-very gracefully over Kathlin and Silje before crashing into a wall painting on the other side with a loud crash!\n\nThe second pale haired elf, Valia, wearing nothing other than the show-off belt, found herself in the meantime in the middle of doing a barrel roll as her legs had been swiped out from under her, before she would promptly crash down into the ground on her back with a heavy thud, the tiny elf Luci letting out a quick yelp as she jumped to the side just in time to avoid ending up under her friend!\n\n\"Owwwhh!\"\n\n\"Girls, this is embarrassing! Are you even Sentinels? It's just one Draenei!\" Luci called out, scolding the poor combat performance of her sisters.\n\"Get off your fat butts and... \"\n\n\" ... \"\n\n\" ... butts.\" \n\nLuci, having turned around to point up at the Draenei in front of her, was completely stunned by what she saw when she looked up. For above her, casting a shadow down at her, Luci could see the huge, purple and jiggly butt of Naliyah, and coming right behind it, the even more massive butt of Malizia that even somehow dwarfed that of her large mistress's, Serphia! The massive Draenei had just thrown herself backwards in a free fall, with Luci right in the path. The tiny sentinel simply stared up in disbelief, before the inevitable finally happened, as Malizia's slammed down onto the ground with her huge butt, the tiny Sentinel disappearing from sight as she was promptly shoved right up the Draenei's wide rear as it hit the ground with a heavy boom!\n\n*BOOM*\n\n\" ... \"\n\n\"I'm not done with you, you thief!\" Naliyah's voice sounded as she pink haired elf had gotten off her bum and leapt back onto the back Draenei now sitting down, trying to wrestle the large Draenei around as she wrapped her legs around her torso!", "username": "Rithy" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "\"How is the interrogation going, Mister Dal'dieb?\"\n\n*Sigh*\n\nSharon let out an audible sigh at the question, initially not even wanting to answer Kathlin, before eventually motioning towards the chaotic fight in the middle.\n\n\"Not yet decided... but I think we'll win.\" The High Elf said, rolling his eyes as Sentinel Valia and Lelili were thrown around like ragdolls. Looking back at Kathlin, he would put on a reassuring tone.\n\" ... we still have two elves left!\"\n\nFor one moment, Malizia had been feeling the thrill of battle filling up inside of her, but that focus would suddenly be changed as she slammed down onto the ground, and she felt the beautiful sentinel, Luci, just shoved up her butt, a wondrous sensation that was amplified a thousand times by the strange attraction she felt towards the precious little elf!\n\nRather than getting up and continuing the fight, the Draenei just sat there on the floor, her face turning into one of joy as she just enjoyed the sensation.\n\nPlacing one hand on the fallen Valia, leaning on her for both support and to prevent her from getting up, and completely ignoring Naliyah as she was riding her back, Malizia began instead to just wriggle her butt happily around on the ground, giving Luci all the assistance she could ever need in going further up. The sensation from Luci had completely defeated Malizia's lust for battle, as the Draenei leaned her head back in just pure pleasure instead.\n\nIn that moment, the Death Knight gave little indication of wanting to flee or even try move from the spot, simply enjoying every second of it.\n\nSharon, after an initial awkward pause, would slowly turn towards Kathlin, eventually throwing the girl a slight smirk as he motioned towards the Draenei who at that point seemed very... pacified.\n\n\"See? I knew our Night Elven friends could handle it.\"", "username": "Sinerathin" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "Naliyah was at first a little surprised when the Draenei decided to lean in towards her, raising an eyebrow as she glanced towards her. But after hearing the 'proposal' that Malizia had just whispered into her ears, Naliyah's eyes would grow notably wider as her head suddenly snapped around to stare directly at the Draenei's face!\n\n\"You really mean that? ... \" Naliyah asked, choosing more to gauge the answer from Malizia's expression rather than any answer.\n\nTeaming up with her? Naliyah, although she often ran solo, was no stranger to the occasional temporary alliance when it came to her little escapades! \nShe may never have done such a thing with a Draenei, let alone a Death Knight before, but as Naliyah gazed up at Malizia with an eye reminiscent to that of a professional wine inspector, she slowly gave a nod. \n\nAfter all, the benefits of having a big, 8ft Draenei on her side were nothing to scoff at! The possibilities were seemingly endless! And the only one who could truly put her new friend down was Mistress Serphia, who was currently incognito, presumably to continue her not-so-secret mission with Falere, something that Naliyah knew would leave her preoccupied for quite some time!\n\nGrinning slightly, Naliyah turned around; if not only to suddenly lean back again against the Draenei and whisper.\n\n\"Uh, which of the two human girls? I see three?\" Naliyah whispered back at Malizia.\n\"Oh, the two that do not look like they crawled out from an experiment involving a rainbow and acid.\"\n\" ... that makes sense!\"\n\nTurning back towards Kathlin, and Silje hiding behind her, Naliyah would smile cheerfully as she looked at them with a big, broad smile.\n\n\"Have you guys met this Draenei before?\" She inquired with enthusiasm, motioning back towards Malizia.\n\"She is actually quite a cool girl! I was thinking, why don't I get some drink, and we all get together for a wonderful chat?!\"", "username": "Rithy" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "\"I don't think I caused that?\"\n\n\"I don't think you did either... \" Sharon uttered with an utterly stoic face as he simply gazed at the secret conversation that was going on between Naliyah and Malizia, as he simply leaned in slightly towards Liaena.\n\n\"I think it is quite simply a completely naturally occurring harmonious relationship between two equally devious minds when they are put in the same room.\"\n\nSharon reasoned as he looked at them, silently shaking his head as he did so. Obviously there was a big difference between Malizia and Naliyah, first and foremost that the aforementioned was a Death Knight and an unholy killing machine. Even if Malizia might have had a secret kinky flair similar to that of Naliyah, Sharon found it still difficult to imagine that this could ever be the basis of a partnership, let alone friendship between the two!\n\n\"We need to nip this unholy alliance in the bud!\"\n\nAs Naliyah turned around to speak to them, presumably on behalf of Malizia, Sharon was quick to step forward, reach an arm up to Naliyah's shoulder, and attempt to pull her down as he walked off to the side, giving Liaena a look indicating that \"she deal with the other\", as Sharon brought Naliyah off to the side line.\n\n\"Sentinel Naliyah, if I could just have a word... or two, with you, about your new friend.\" Sharon started, pulling Naliyah further down \n\nWhen suitably far enough away from Malizia, who at that point was staring directly down at Liaena; with no Sharon or Naliyah to stand in between; The High Elf continued on with his little 'dialogue' with Naliyah.\n\n\"While I am all for seeing you make new friends; and I think, trying to befriend a Draenei, even a Death Knight at that, is very progressive of you; I would like to remind you that the woman you were talking to IS in fact an agent of evil. A Death Knight, a harbinger of death and woe, a spreader of disease and darkness. She is not just evil in the grey sense, like 'all orcs must die!', but in 'the whole world must die!' kind of way, and I think it is important that we stand together against her! Whatever devious things she may have promised you, it's not worth it!\"", "username": "Sinerathin" }, { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "\"You are being too hard on yourself.\" Vashi said with a smirk as she looked back up at Mei, before raising a finger to poke it directly at the front of her forehead.\n\n\"You need to live less inside of there... \" She said, as she gestured with her finger to point at the air around them.\n\" ... and more out here!\"\n\nHowever, as the Draenei opened the doorhandle, the sight that would greet her in the dimly lit guestroom ahead of her was not that of any drunken elf, caught in some intimate act. Instead, as they looked into the room, they could see a group of six or more large, furry nightsabers; the huge felines that the Night Elves used as mounts dotting the room ahead of them. The beds, sheets, carpets and draperies of the room had been all torn up by the large creatures living inside, and as the door swung open, at least a dozen glowing eyes immediately turned to gaze towards the disturbance.\n\n\"Ohhh, so that's where we left them!\" Vashi commented as she looked into the room at the gathered nightsabers inside. The nightsabers, when they noticed Vashi at first, did not seem to be any bothered or alarmed by the sight. It was something they had seen a thousand times before. The new figure in the form of Mei, the Draenei, however, succeeded in garnering quite a different reaction as at least four of the nightsabers got on their feet and let out a series of threatening growls.\n\n\" ... I don't think they like you... \"\n\nVashi, quickly recognizing where the situation was heading, would raise one hand, and with a spell; she would immediately cause the door to swing shut and close just as the largest, black furred Nightsaber lunged forward towards Mei. As the door closed shut right in front of the nightsaber, which was none other than Serphia's very own, a loud crash could be heard from the other side as the very door bulged outwards towards the corridor they were in. Deep roars and growling emanated from inside the room, as wooden chunks of the other side of the door could be heard being torn off on the other end by multiple sets of razor sharp claws!\n\nLooking back up at Mei, Vashi would simply throw her a reassuring smile!\n\n\"Ohh, that one would just be Silafeen, or \"Ripfang\" in common. It's the mistress's own mount!\" Vashi explained as she motioned towards the door with her hand.", "username": "Rithy" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "Vashi would giggle at the comment, staring over at Mei with a funny smile.\n\n\"You're already more humble than the rest of my warband combined.\" She said with an amused tone, before tilting her head playfully to the side as she looked up at the big Draenei next to her.\n\"Not that it is really such a great achievement in and of itself, now that I think of it... but it doesn't make it any less of a good thing!\"\n\nThe Night Elf mage chuckled as she walked together with Mei down towards the nearest stairs to find the atrium and the mage. She did not know the High Elf Mage of this house much, but in what limited interaction she had had with him, he did appear like an okay guy! The patience with which he had dealt with the rest of her warband was something to be admired.\n\nPerking one ear up as she listened to the banging from upstairs, presumably from the nightsaber wanting to get out, Vashi would peer back up at Mei.\n\n\"And don't worry, the best way to get them to accept newcomers is to just show that you're friend with their boss!\"\n\n*\n\nNaliyah was initially taken by surprise when the High Elf mage wanted to drag her off to talk with her, being one of the last kind of people in the house the Night Elf would have expected to take interest in her!\n\nListening to the High Elf's little speech whilst partly resting on top of his head with her chest, Naliyah would quickly form a frown as she cast a quick glance back at Malizia standing behind them.\n\n\"But... are you really sure she is a paragon of evil?\" Naliyah asked, her ears perking up as she glanced between Malizia as the Death Knight was standing there, eying Liaena and the rest of the girls with a wicked grin, and then back down at the High Elf who at that point was doing his best not to face palm.\n\n\"I mean... well, she may be big and bad, but that describes mistress too!\" Naliyah argued, trying her best to think of an argument in favor of Malizia. \n\"Like, she offered us to team up! Team up! Like, how often is it that you get a big Draenei like that, offering to help out. I think she has some potential that we really shouldn't waste!\" Naliyah said as she turned towards the High Elf, grabbing him with both of her arms as she beamed down at him with an enthusiastic smile on her face!\n\n\"The Draenei seems already have made good friends with the human girls, and she and Sentinel Luci are practically inseparable!\"\n\nNaliyah exclaimed with a big smile, just as across the atrium, at the stairs, where Liaena and Silje were heading. Coming walking down would be Vashi and Mei. Vashi would be the first one to raise an eyebrow when she saw the atrium, initially smiling when she saw Liaena and Silje, but then frowning slightly as she saw Malizia just stand about in the open of the atrium.\n\n\"Uhhm... \" Vashi paused as she was taken slightly aback by the sight, before prodding Mei in the side as she motioned towards Malizia with one hand.\n\"Isn't that that Ryuuna girl you just beat up earlier?\"", "username": "Rithy" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "Sharon let out a big sigh in return as he listened to the pink haired Night Elf's defense of the Draenei.\n\n\" ... is she drunk? Or High?\"\n\nThere was a pause in which the High Elf moved his head to the side so that he could get a clearer look up at Naliyah for a moment, just to look at her and study her expression. Alas, despite his suspicions, there was no sign of Naliyah being either drunk or high, at least not to any significant degree. \n\nInstead, it seemed like the source of her weird behaviors was just... well, just Naliyah being Naliyah.\n\n\"Look, Naliyah, we don't bed the agents of evil, we... \" Sharon started, only to pause for a moment as he rethought his words.\n\n\"I mean... we do not team up with the agents of evil, no matter how good or ´sweet´their promise may be! This Draenei, this Death Knight, she is only going to seek to manipulate you! If you follow her, you may never get to see Rithrynn! It is... \" \n\nAs Sharon was leaning a little bit backwards whilst talking to Naliyah, he could not help but get a glimpse past the pink haired Night Elf only to see Vashi and Meirie as the two of them were just walking down the stairs towards the atrium, only to then notice Malizia standing in the room!\n\n\"Oh shii... time for damage control!\"\n\n\"Naliyah, let's discuss this later! Just... go play with the rest of your sentinels in the meantime!\" Sharon then quickly urged Naliyah as he began to push her towards the nearby living room, giving her a slap on one big buttock before he turned about to look at Meirie and Vashi as they were walking down.\n\nMalizia, in the meantime, had also noticed the two newcomers, as her eyes immediately darted over to Vashi and Meirie, but more particularly, the latter, giving the other Draenei a smirk when she saw her and muttered:\n\n\"Nice to see you again, sister... \"", "username": "Sinerathin" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "There was a moment of pause as the understanding of what Liaena really was talking about finally sinked in with the two elves.\n\nFor a moment, the color of both Serphia and Lithrielle's faces vanished slightly, and their eyes widened as they thought of the possible outcomes. To Serphia, the thought of turning the already giant Draenei Death Knight into a monstrous, giant spider that could rampage through the streets with its long, icky legs was enough to send a chill down the otherwise stoic warrioress's spine. And to Lithrielle, the image of turning the Draenei into a giant frog with a jabbing, long sticky tongue was perhaps even more frightening than the current thing outside of the mansion.\n\nAnd then again, even the idea of a giant, evil rabbit with command over the powers of evil at its disposal...\n\n\"I think you are underestimating rabbits, little human, they are... \" Lithrielle started carefully, peering down at Liaena from behind her Captain, only for Serphia to suddenly raise a hand towards her to motion her to be quiet.\n\n*\n\n\"Wait, I recognize that voice... wait, it's Li. IT'S LI!\"\n\nTrapped as she was within the voluptuous booty of the Captain, all the voices except Serphia's own became muffled to the tiny Sentinel, Rithrynn. But even though the overly large butt(and her own series of curses), Rithrynn recognized the annoyingly snarky, always slightly sarcastic tone of Liaena!\n\nLiaena, who was responsible for whatever craziness it was that had taken over the Captain! Who was responsible for the fact that she, ever loyal and faithful, never dishonest Rithrynn was now trapped in the Captain's butt!\n\n\"LIIIIII!\" Rithrynn immediately screamed as the tiny elf was spurred into action, beginning to write and squirm madly about in her dark prison!\n\"THIS IS YOUR MESS! GET ME OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW, YOU BITCH!\"\n\n\"Nooo, don't move so much!\" Shani, the other Night Elf below Rithrynn, pleaded desperately. Though her pleas fell on deaf ears, or were outright ignored, as the only reply Shani would receive was the sole of Rithrynn's boot as the tiny elf suddenly kicked the elf below her right in the face, sending Shani flying deeper up into Serphia's butt as the tiny Rithrynn entered into a frenzy!\n\n\"IF YOU DON'T FIX THIS RIGHT NOW, I SWEAR I WILL STRANGLE YOUR TREACHEROUS NECK, AND STEAL YOUR SHAWWY ... as soon as I get out!\"\n\n*\n\n\"What about that thing, whatever it was, that made the Draenei giant?\" Serphia inquired, her eyes narrowing as she studied the tiny human.\n\"You... mmmh, don't have any of those lying around, little human?\"\n\nAs the Captain spoke, she suddenly found herself having to focus to avoid smiling too much. For whatever reason, Rithrynn; whilst always furious; had suddenly been spurred into a maddening fury within her rear. As her knees began to grow weak, Serphia placed one hand on her large hips as she slowly gyrated them, all the while trying to maintain a semi-serious face that did not betray the commotion going on within her booty too much...\n\nLithrielle, standing behind her, stood still as a statue; though her eyes flickered between Serphia's face and butt, she dared say nothing!\n\n\"Ahh.. mhm, we could even the playing field if so.\"\n\n*\n\n\"Ughh... owww, hey wait!\" Aleena suddenly exclaimed as she saw Mei suddenly run away as the Night Elf staggered back onto her feet.\n\"The fight is THAT way. You're runnin the wrong! ... \"\n\n...\n\n\"Oh Elun,-\"\n\n*CRASH*\n\nAleena's ears dropped low when she looked up, only to see what Mei was fleeing from; as the Death Knight's gigantic butt came falling down like a mountain! The sentinel would immediately vanish beneath the darkened mass of Malizia's giant butt. Letting out a laugh and wriggling her butt triumphantly, Malizia enjoyed the sensation of feeling the smaller Aleena as the sentinel would disappear up into her butt, letting out a teasing moan.\n\nThough her brief victory celebration would be cut short by an impudent attack from Mei! Furious, Malizia glared behind her, noticing the incoming Draenei!\n\n\"Not so easy!\" Malizia grinned as she suddenly threw herself backwards, to land on Mei; but as she did, she suddenly noticed another set of figures come running out the back door of the mansion.\nIn fact, it was a Night Elf Sentinel, holding... the most beautiful human female she had ever seen. Silje...\n\n\"LET ME GO-LET-ME-GOLEMMEGOLEMEMEGOo!\" Silje cried out in terror in the Night Elf's hands, only to freeze to a statue when she looked out into the garden and saw Malizia.\n\nAll the while, the Sentinel holding the little human female called out encouragingly!\n\n\"LOOK! I FOUND A DISTRACTION!\"", "username": "Rithy" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "\"Although, it is against several tenants of my religion unfortunately\"\n\n\"So is letting evil run rampant I presume!\" Sharon answered swiftly as he was focusing on aligning a long bronze rod that almost served as a kind of cylindrical barrel that he aimed towards one of the windows leading out into the garden behind the mansion.\n\nThe sound of chaos coming from outside could easily be heard all the way into the sanctum. A deep tremor suddenly shook the entire building, causing bits of dust to drain down from the roof through the cracks and douse the sanctum below.\n\n\"Please take the Arcane Difican,- ahem, I mean the purple looking disc and insert it into the brass cage over there!\" Sharon said as he instructed Kathlin to help him set up the large apparatus, which at this point consisted of a maze of long, narrow bronze stilts and flashy gems and glasses arrayed in a dazzling form.\n\n\"I would not worry too much about the wards right now. She is within the property, and this is not exactly your everyday teleportation. No, this is transdimensional rifting, as we used to call it back at the acedemy.\" \n\nSharon smirked as he headed over to the other side of the room, opening the window so that the apperatus had a clear view out into the garden - and the great fight going on outside.\n\n\"If all goes well, this will create a rift for our dear guest to fall through - sending her into another world somewhere in the twisting nether... \" Sharon said as he found a bronze box with a brightly red, ornate button attached on the top of it. Removing the protective safety glass case and muttering a quick enchantment that caused the runes on the side of the box to glow with the same hue as that of the rest of the apparatus, the High Elf adjusted his goggles and turned to Kathlin.\n\n\"According to my theory, it's a 76% chance success, and it will save the rest of the district from what could otherwise have been a great rumble... \" Sharon said, before scratching his chin.\n\"Other than that, we just have to hope that we don't dislocate the entire street, or something comes out of the rift from the other end.\"\n\nFurrowing his long, blonde brows over his at this point ridiculous goggles, he quirked a smile as he suddenly held out the trigger box to Kathlin.\n\n\"On a more cheery note... would you do the honors?\"", "username": "Sinerathin" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "\"HEY! MISTRESS IS NOT DONE WITH YOU YET, MONKEY!\" Lithrielle would exclaim as Liaena suddenly ran off, her purple cheeks gaining a distinct blood red hue!\n\nHowever, as she looked over at Serphia, Lithrielle would immediately frown as she noticed Serphia wasn't really paying the situation any real attention. Opening her mouth a bit, Lithrielle would tilt her head as she eyed her mistress to see if she was all well.\n\n\"Uhhh... mistress Serphia?\"\n\n\"Mmmmhhm... let her go.\" Serphia simply said as she waved her hand towards Lithrielle, motioning for her to calm down.\n\n\"We will let the midget go and try to deal with the giantess problem in the yard herself.\" She continued, turning to give Lithrielle a smile.\n\"If she just so happens to get trampled, eaten or otherwise obliterated by her massively overpowering foe, we will simply deal with the problem ourselves! And if they destroy each other, that's just a win-win for us!\"\n\n\"B-but... \" Lithrielle stammered, looking worried.\n\"What if the giant Draenei wins?\"\n\n\"Go find Naliyah and go see if she doesn't have something in her stash that we cannot use against the Draenei.\"\n\n\"Naliyah?! You can't be serious, mistress!\" \n\n\"Ohhh, I know we can rely on her.\" Serphia smirked as she formed a slight grin with her purple lips looking down at Lithrielle.\n\"Tell her that I know where her Rithrynn is.\"\n\nLithrielle remained silent for a moment, yet her worried expression soon faded into that of a smile as she looked back up at her mistress!\n\n\"Ohhh, that's brilliant! I'll go find her right away, mistress!\"\n\n*\n\nMalizia had already bent over and was in the process of moving over towards the tiny sentinel and Silje, both of whom had nowhere to run now as Mei had already ran past them and shut the door behind them, leaving them outside and alone before the gigantic ebony draenei that was rapidly closing in on them!\n\nThat was, until her head suddenly snapped around at the sound of another beautiful creature... !\n\n\"Could it be? ... \"\n\n\"I don't suppose…you could step away from the screaming human? It would be very nice of you\"\n\nStopping right in her tracks, Malizia would turn around and spot Kathlin! She did look a little bit different, in her heavy protection gear, but even through the heavy guide, her person was unmistakable! Malizia's eyes would widen into star-filled orbs as she smiled with glee!\n\n\"Little mushie-wushie!\" She exclaimed, and in one sudden show of (giant) acrobatics, the giantess had swung around, launched herself across the yard, knocking and tearing up a good number of the trees and bushes in the process, before slamming down on her butt in front of Kathlin and swooping her up in one hand, holding the tiny human up in front of her!\n\n\"I sooo missed you!\" Malizia exclaimed as she looked down at the little human in her hand, her face bright with joy!\n\"I was so worried some of those mean elves might have hurt you!\"\n\nAs Malizia said that, the giant draenei would throw a dirty look down towards the sentinel holding Silje, all the while the Sentinel was slowly trying to inch towards the door to frantically knock on it in hopes that Mei would open!\n\nTurning back to Kathlin with a huge grin, the Draenei would notice the tiny device in the human's hands, before raising a finger and motioning towards it.\n\n\"D'aaaaawwwwhhh! Did you bring that gift for me?\" Malizia would exclaim with a sound of exasperation.\n\"You are soooo wonderful, I could just eat you up, cutiepie!\"", "username": "Rithy" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "\"Wait, what are you doing? You have to stay clear of the target zone!\" Sharon exclaimed as he rushed towards the window that Kathlin had just exited, only to watch the bizarre scene unfold outside in the garden.\n\nSilje, faced with the sight of her monolithic adorer, had; like most rational and normal people would have done under similar circumstances; feinted, and was no longer offering any sort of resistence to the Night Elf holding her. The poor girl's mind had by now retreated to her happy place, free of any crazy Night Elves or giant Draenei.\n\nKathlin, on the other hand, had been snatched up by the massive Draenei, who looked equally busy ogling her as trying to woo her. And that is without to give any kind of mention to her rather problematic choice of words in her expressions!\n\n\"No-no, this is all getting out of hand... !\" Sharon mumbled, slightly hesitant to state the obvious as he beheld the spectacle going on. \n\nA sharp hiss and crackling noise caused him to turn to look back inside of his sanctum, as he watched the magnificent apparatus he had erected was practically boggling with the massive fel energies currently streaming through it. He had not anticipated the firing delay, whereas the fel crystals had continued to feed the apperatus raw, uncontained demonic energies, causing it now to overflow; threatening to rupture at any moment now if it was not allowed to discharge in an orderly fashion!\n\n\"Just my luck!\" Sharon said from below his oversized goggles before pulling them back down onto his eyes, and turning to call out through the window.\n\n\"FORGET ABOUT FINDING THE EXACT PERFECT MOMENT, GIRL! JUST PUSH THE BUTTON, OR WE ARE GOING TO SUFFER A DEMONIC ANOMALY!\" Sharon called out from the window frame down to the girl currently firmly in the Draenei's grasp.\n\n\"GET TO A SAFE DISTANCE AND P,-\"\n\n*CRACKLE*\n*CZZZZ-KZZZTTT!*\n*BROOSH!!*\n\n\"... YOU KNOW WHAT, FORGET ABOUT THE SAFE DISTANCE; JUST PUSH THE DAMN BUTTON!\"", "username": "Sinerathin" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "\"AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!\"\n\n\"OWWWWH!!\"\n\n*Crash*\n*BOOM*\n\n\"Let me introduce you to my little friend, GRAVITY, BITCH!\"\n\n\"AIII-\"\n*DROOOHHHMM!!*\n\nSerphia's support team/goon squad had long since given up any attempt at interfering with the fight of the two, giant behemoth currently fighting over the piece of dirt that had once been Sharon's garden! Instead, they had taken up a (relatively) safe distance in the surrounding streets and simply gazed up at the ash cloud covered silhouettes of Serphia and Malizia as the two furious women duked it out in a no-holds-barred beatdown of each other!\n\nIn one scene, Malizia charged forward, launching her own head right into Serphia's chest and knocking the gigantic Sentinel Captain into the mansion, promptly making her serve as an oversized wrecking ball that immediately demolished the roof of the east wing!\n\n\"Giving up yet, you little troll?\"\n\n\"You are going to DIE for that!!\"\n\nSerphia retaliated by swiping the feet(hoofs) out from under Malizia, the giant red draenei-demon-thingy falling to the ground with a deep rumble! Malizia answered by jumping onto Serphia, only for Serphia to pull one leg back, place her feet up under Malizia's chest, and push back, causing Malizia to go flying up into the air with a scream!\n\nBack at the mansion ground, Sentinels in various states of clothes or stripping could be seen running out of the front door of the mansion, gathering in a small crowd outside in response to the growing fire.\n\nThere was an awkward pause among the dozens of drunk and half-sober sentinels that had gathered outside of the mansion as they simply stared dumbfounded at the fire spreading in the second floor, before one of them suddenly stepped forward and raised her stolen mug.\n\n\"BEST PARTY EVER!!\"\n\nIn response to the sentinel, the rest of her sisters raised their fists and cried out as well, jumping up and down with their drinks as they cheered on the burning mansion!\nIn the background, angry nightsabers could be seen jumping out of windows of the mansion to escape the fire, before running amok in the streets!\n\n\"WHOOOO-HOOOO!!\"\n\"YEAAH!!\"\n\n...\n\n\"So... where do we go now?\"", "username": "Rithy" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "\"So are we leaving? I like this plan if you do, Mister Dal'dieb\"\n\nThe High Elf's gaze passed from the curious, strangely optimistic looking Kathlin over to Liaena, then back again.\n\n\"If I said no, I doubt I'd get to the o in that word before Liaena had already dragged me off to Westfall. I'm still not sure if giving her that haste buff was a good idea!\"\n\nSharon privately thought, also unsure whether he should also mention the potential of the spell having taking 1 or 2 years off her life expectancy.\n\n\"Come to think of it, I have always wanted a new place closer to the beach... \" Sharon muttered, moving one hand up to his chin in a thoughtful expression, before he turned to Liaena and Kathlin, and nodded; all the while instinctively bracing himself in case Liaena should decide to run somewhere with him along!\n\n\"Not to speak ill of your skills or anything, but I do believe the barrier I set up is more than a match for a yet so simple apprentice.\" Sharon said as he glanced over at Kathlin. Though Kathlin had never shown anything but t e best intentions and did seem to have an elevated magical potential despite her simple class, Sharon doubted that her skills were enough to contest with that of a long lived High Elf and esteemed student and teacher at the Dalaran academy of magical sorcery!\n\n\"Aran kehn, rahs fuhs.\" Sharon suddenly muttered, before thumping the butt of his silver staff into the ground two times. \n\nFor a moment, a creeping silence ran across the entire mansion like a wave, as the invisible enchantment was dispelled by the utterance of the keyphrase. The only noise was the not-so-subtle noise of the fleeing elves and nightsabers who apparently already had decided it was time to ditch his soon-to-be ex-mansion!\n\n\"One of the first things we were taught at the Institute of Enchantment back at Dalaran was to attach a keyphrase, or password if you will, to our *simpler* wards, so that we could more easily unravel them at a moment's notice than have to go through a lengthy ritual of disenchantment.\" \n\nSharon explained with a smile as he looked over at Kathlin, apparently enjoying any chance he got to show off his superior magical knowledge!\n\n\"Now, I will begin the ritual of teleporta,- thank you, Friedrick.\" \n\nSharon interrupted himself to thank Friedrick as the butler seemingly appeared out of nowhere and handed him a Rune of Teleportation, before the High Elf returned to focusing on his ritual.\n\n\"This is going to take a few seconds, a minute max... any special destination in mind?\" He asked, turning to look over at Liaena with a smile, all the while motioning for them to come closer. However, his confident smile would suddenly fade for a moment, as if the High Elf had just remembered about something.\n\nTurning towards Liaena, he quirked an eyebrow at her.\n\n\"Liaena... aren't we forgetting about someone?\"", "username": "Sinerathin" }, { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "\"Uhmm... \" Vashi was slightly taken aback by the Draenei's strangely casual tone, especially when one considered what was going on all around them!\n\"I had always wanted to try that strange thing the humies refer to as Fish and Chips. I hear it's quite popular around here for some reason!\" \n\nVashi simply answered, occasionally listening out through the mansion and outside. She did not know whether Mei realised it or not, but as she was a Night Elf, she enjoyed a far better hearing than the Draenei could ever possess. As an immediate result, Vashi got to hear practically... everything... that was going on outside between the two giantesses.\n\n\"Goddess, why did she even have to go and say that?!!\"\n\nVashi thought with a worried mind as she heard Malizia utter the forbidden words around Serphia. It was enough to convince Vashi that if Serphia had ever had any plans of killing the Draenei quickly, those plans had just faded!\n\nBut also, there was a strange odour in the air...\n\nFurrowing her brows and nose, Vashi suddenly cast an inquisitive look at Mei, and then over at the rest of their surroundings.\n\n\"Do you... smell that too?\"\n\nShe asked with an uncertain tone as she landed one silvery eye on Mei, sniffing in the rather ominous coarse, acidic smell that had suddenly entered the air!", "username": "Rithy" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "\"What... did you say?!\"\n\nA visible vein would suddenly pop in Serphia's forehead! For a moment, Serphia visually imagined for herself how she could kill the High Elf on the spot using the six nearest objects. Said objects being a big brass rod, a spanner, a mining pick, a teacup, an iron, and of course the Gnome Gimpsy herself.\n\nYet the murderous look on her face would soon give way to a reddish blush as she felt a renewed vigor from Rithrynn, deep inside of her butt, who had suddenly become agitated!\n\nSwaying her hips, she'd turn to look down at Sharon, attempting, but also clearly failing, at keeping a stern, authoritarian expression between the look of comfort and delight.\n\n\"Just you... watch your mouth, High Elf.\" She more mumbled than said, before taking a moment to straighten up to help inch the hapless Rithrynn a bit further, enjoying every second of it; before the murderous part of her brain again reminded her that she had still lost to that demon, and so slumped her big butt down onto a nearby crate!\n\n\"Mistress... are you,\"\n\n\"We have a demon to slay!\" Serphia quickly stated, raising a hand.\n\"Or, more precisely; I have a demon to slay! Whoever brings her down, remember that I will have the kill!\"\n\n\" ... are you sure charging at it again is going to work?\" Aleena muttered carefully from the sideline, the Sentinel apparently having recovered from her unfortunate role as collision pillow for her large mistress!\n\n\"Yes! ... no, actually, I am thinking of an ambush while it's busy terrorizing the silly apes in this city.\" Serphia muttered, gaining a modicum of thoughtfulness on her face.\n\nShe knew a thousand different ways to kill an Orc. But a more than 50ft plus tall giant demoness DID tend to limit the number of available approaches!\n\nShe doubted any of the mages in the room alone had the firepower to kill the giant demoness. But even if they had, she'd never let them steal her kill!\nSo it would be a matter of restraining the demoness, or hold her in place long enough for her to deliver the killing blow! But to deliver an effective killing blow against something that big, she'd need a big weapon. A sanctified weapon.\n\n\"I never thought I'd ever miss our Moon Priestess... \"\n\n\"Sentine Aleena!\"\n\n\"Yes, mistress!\"\n\n\"Go to the humie Cathedral and bring me the biggest, holiest; by blasphemous human standards; and spikiest thing you can find! And you,\"\n\nSerphia turned to narrow her silvery eyes on Mei.\n\n\"What exactly sort of stuff is in that vault of yours?\" Serphia asked with a dangerously inquisitive look on her face, a look both cold and analytical, with a frightening, murderous intent hidden behind the crystal clear features of her eyes. But before Mei could even give her an answer, Serphia's left ear would suddenly twitch, her elven hearing picking up on something, as Serphia's eyes suddenly darted over to Liaena and Kathlin.\n\n\" ... what's that about a love potion I keep hearing about?!\"", "username": "Rithy" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "There was a mixture of both relief and guilt that washed over the High Elf when Rithrynn took the bait, and Serphia's ire slowly drifted away, overtaken by more sensual matters...\n\n\"At this point, I have no idea if we'll even be able to get Rithrynn out the situation she's gotten herself in.\" \n\nSharon thought to himself as he cast a glance towards the Captain's large, curvacious butt that was threatening to destroy the crate below it at any moment. That was, before he rolled his eyes over to Liaena.\n\n\" ... or rather, the situation you got her into.\"\n\nThe High Elf didn't speak or say anything. However, his eyes were nonetheless in a clear frown as he eyed the girl, making the message behind his expression quite obvious.\n\n\"I won't be ordered around by a long-eared blueberry!\" Gimpsy squeaked as she folded her arms defiantly, before straightening herself up to stand at the (relatively) more imposing height of three feet! However, given the Captain's critical state of undress, and Gimpsy's point of view, the Gnome had gotten a front seat view to all of the Captain's shenanigans ever since she arrived, and it was obvious in the way she squinted her eyes!\n\"But I'll give you some stuff for free if it just means you would PLEASE dress up like a normal, non-elf person!\"\n\nGimpsy conceded as she closed one eye and pointed at a nearby shelf of used adventuring equipment, labeled \"SALE\", \"SALE\" and \"SALE\" all over.\n\n\"You don't have any of those old mana crystals I sold you a couple of months ago still lying around, do you?\" He asked as he turned to look towards Gimpsy. Yet he did not have time to wait for the Gnome's response before he suddenly heard a very alarming sentence snapped out from Serphia!\n\n\" ... what's that about a love potion I keep hearing about?!\" \n\n\"Uh-oh.\"\n\nChoosing to stay quiet, Sharon turned to give Liaena a look from behind Serphia, a look that said less so \"Are you going to be alright with this?\", and more something along the lines of; \"Are you going to be able to avert a possible diplomatic catastrophe of the century?\"!", "username": "Sinerathin" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Rithrynn Syn'Dial", "text": "\"Well... \" \n\nVashi responded as she fiddled gingerly with her staff in the cramped confines of the carriage as the blood caked Draenei stepped into it, her snakes-like hair now taking up almost half the space within the chariot.\n\n\"The laws of the cosmos would have it that if you didn't deal with those mercenaries now, they would become a problem that would come to bite us in the butt later.\" The mage explained with a soft smile as she seemed to have finished scribbling a rune on her staff, before suddenly aiming it at Mei.\n\n\"Just close your eyes for a moment!\"\n\n...\n\n\"Anun oDeli aqua voosh!\"\n\n*PPFFSSHOOOOOSSSHH!*\n\nIn an instant, the shimmering blue crystal on the tip of Vashi's staff would be turned into a high-powered water hose, showering the entire Draenei warrior in a high powered sideways shower! Red colored water burst out of the back of the carriage, popping out the back window in the process as Mei was soaked from top to toe!\n\nThe whole spell lasted only a couple of seconds, but by the time it was over, half the interior of the chariot was dripping wet. Whatever blood may have been on Mei's person was now long since gone, alongside a couple of years of grime and dirt that may have gathered in the more minute crevices of her armor and clothing. Mei's snake hair, which had previously been writhing in every direction, had now been neatly combed backwards by the water blast.\n\n\"There, good as new!\" Vashi said with a small smile as she eyed the draenei warrior across from her with a look of satisfaction.", "username": "Rithy" }, { "char_name": "Sharon Daerin'Lei", "text": "Sharon passed a casual glance over the grizzly scene left behind by Mei's rampage, half of the street now having gained a distinctly red paintjob.\n\n\"I hope no children stumble across this scene before the cleanup crew arrives. It might mentally scar them for life.\"\n\n\"There is no point in crying over spilled milk... \" Sharon commented as he swung the whip overhead and cracked it, sending the horses of the carriage to charge forward.\n\"Let's go find them, I don't want to leave them to fight alone against the de,-\"\n\n*PPFFSSHOOOOOSSSHH!*\n\nSharon's eyes widened as the entire carriage suddenly rattled as a flood of water just shot out from the back of the vehicle! Risking a glance behind during the high speed ride of the carriage, Sharon saw that fortunately, the carriage was still intact regardless of whatever magical shenanigans the Night Elven mage had just pulled!\n\n\"Is everyone okay back there? You know, there are cleaning spells that are both less dramatic and just as effective.\" Sharon commented, before turning to focus on the chase.\n\nFinding the Night Elves was something the High Elf had long since given up on. However, finding Malizia was a lot easier, thanks to the not-so-subtle fact that Malizia was also a 50+ft tall giant demoness, which meant that Sharon could easily make out the top of her red wings over the rooftops in the distance, or at least the giant clouds of dust that were pumped up into the air as a byproduct of the demon's mad chase!\n\nFollowing the demon through the city and out the gates was relatively easy. None of the guards who'd usually stop him to ask about his carriage license or speed limit were currently out, seemingly not wishing to get in the way of the rampaging demon, a move for which Sharon really couldn't blame them.\n\nThe real challenge came however when they reached the mountainous roads outside of the city.\n\nSharon could see the the tail-ends of some Night Elves riding atop of Nightsabers as they rapidly disappeared up into the mountainous pass ahead!\n\n\"It seems we are catching up to Serphia and her girls!\" Sharon called out to the passengers in the back of the carriage as he cracked his whip once more; a hint of enthusiasm coloring the tone of the High Elf's voice; and the horses pulling the carriage charged upwards across the narrow mountain path ahead. However, the incline was a lot steeper than previously anticipated, the ground muddy, and the carriage obviously not designed as an all-terrain vehicle!\n\nThey had barely gotten a hundred feet or so up one of the steeper parts of the narrow path before the carriage slowed down drastically, and slowly but steadily, started sliding back down despite the best efforts of the horses in front.\n\n\" or not... \" Sharon commented, a distinct look of dismay forming on his face.", "username": "Sinerathin" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "text": "**Leith Calder**\n\nLeith stared at Ssarak in confusion as the Esyire back-pedalled away. It took him a few seconds for Ssarak's words to sink into his sleep-deprived head, and when they did, his eyes opened wide. His mouth opened and closed a few times before he could speak.\n\n\"Wha- no. That's not what being roommates means at all-well, most of the time, that is. It's only like the way you say it is if the roommates are opposite gender, or the same, sometimes, but-\" Leith dropped his bag by the smaller bed, sat on the bed, and sighed loudly. He put his elbows on his knees and rubbed his eyes. \"I'm explaining this terribly, aren't I? It only becomes intimate if the roommates make it that way, but having a roommate of the opposite gender can have intimate connotations; even if there is nothing there.\"\n\nHe looked at Ssarak and smiled. \"Just to allay your fears, I'm not looking for a relationship either, more-so with men, not exactly my kind of thing. Anyway, I*really*don't want to search for another room,\" he said with a dry smile. He was completely willing to go find another room, but he thought a joke might make the mood a bit lighter. \"So how about we become roommates?\"", "username": "Konan375" }, { "char_name": "Tyrael Marchosias (His current alias), Karnage Urabrask Vorinclex (His true full name), Master Demonology Professor (College Title), Forge Master (Occupation Title)", "text": "Tyrael Marchosias\n\nTyrael began to drag the man further and further into the forest. The man had dark skin, bald, and very scarred. Blood mattered his face, likely from Tyrael since his fists were red as well. Once they were a sufficient distance away, Tyrael tossed the man against a tree and took out one of his daggers from the Inferno. He had the blade heated from the Inferno so when Tyrael cut into the man, it would burn the wound so he wouldn't bleed out. He'd still die... Eventually. But Tyrael had some questions to ask.\n\nBy the time the man had awoken, Tyrael had gutted him from groin to sternum. He was slowly, inch by inch, putting his intestines out from his body. While the man was very much alive and conscience. The man screamed for a while, but Tyrael paid him no mind as he continued to pull out the man's guts. Once the man began to stop screaming, Tyrael started asking questions.**\"Where is he? Elysion.\"**\n\nThe man began to breath heavily, though it was muffled by the squelching sounds of his guts being pulled out of his body. He shuddered every time Tyrael tugged on a tight intestine. When the man didn't answer, Tyrael slid his hand into the man's body and poked his lung.**\"Where is Arrun Kamfer?\"**The man began to hyperventilate, but he also began to talk. \"I don't know I don't know! Why are you doing this!? I don't know what you're talking about!\" Tyrael kept pulling the man's guts out, seemingly uncaring about what the man said.**\"You know, they say that a human's body has a mile's worth of intestine int heir body. I do not know the exact number myself. But I imagine that if you do not tell me where Elysion is, I will be able to discover the truth soon enough.\"**The man began to scream for help, but no one would hear him. They were far from the college now, just as Tyrael intended.\n\nAfter some time, Tyrael had a small pile of intestines next to him, enough that he could throw it over the College wall and use it to rappel his way up.**\"Elysion. Formerly called Arrun Kamfer. Demonmancer. Cult leader. Formerly a unassuming candle maker. Your employer. Three days ago he vanished from his shop. Between those days and now, over fifty people have been killed 'In the name of Salvation'. You have been caught attempting to murder one of my chefs. Need I explain more, or shall I see what your entrails will tell me?\"**Tyrael wrapped the man's intestines around his hand and made a quick jerk, causing blood and fat to roll down his arm. The man continued to scream, but his throat had gone so dry and hoarse that Tyrael was somewhat concerned that the man wouldn't be able to answer. No matter, there was some time before the opening ceremony, and if the man wouldn't give him anything useful he'd just hand him off to one of his demons to get the man to start talking.\n\nAs Tyrael began to coil the man's intestine into more manageable sizes, the man spoke up. \"He... Elysion... Has seen his coming... It will not... Be long...***Kudd...***\" And with that, the man had finally died. Tyrael's eyes grew wide at the man's last words. Tyrael left the body behind as he went back out to the college. Once there, his mind was lost in thought. He went over many things in his head, information about demons, the current state of the Inferno, and occasionally the open ceremony. Along the way he bumped into a student absentmindedly.**\"I apologize, I was not... Wait a moment. You are Lucilia's guest, are you not?\"**The hulking demon had run into Colette the vampire.\n\nAnnabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth watched with amusement as the unfortunate teacher continued to stumble through one unfortunate accident after another. She felt a little bit guilty at his bad luck, but it was still entertaining. She made sure to be extra careful however, as she was unsure if his bad luck would affect her somehow. Though after looking around, she noticed that Uicle's luck might be worse than just what's happening to him. Slowly she saw that many students were beginning to leave him one-by-one. Annabeth herself considered doing the same, but she didn't. She felt bad for the unfortunate soul, and it may hurt him emotionally to know that all his \"students\" left him.\n\nOf course, it didn't help that it seemed that the exact scenario just happened. By the time Uicle had finally left the forge, the only students left was Annabeth a a couple that didn't so much follow Uicle as much as they were going in his general direction while they conversed among themselves. Annabeth just faked a smile, trying to make it seem like she was at least trying to pay attention.**\"Well, Sir Uicle.... I suppose that everyone wanted to explore on their own...\"**", "username": "Lucius Cypher" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\n\"Wait, I am confused.\" Ssarak responded, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. Nothing these Humans did ever seemed to make sense. Aruna was raised in their culture, and according to her, asking to be a roommate was offensive, but Leith was now telling him otherwise. Their rules seemed selective and variable, and not at all sensible. What Leith said seemed to indicate their rules varied by gender, which he also could not understand. In Ssarak's upbringing, societal differentiation between genders was nearly nonexistent, so the concept did not exist in his mind.\n\n\"So, is there, or is there not a rule among humans regarding sharing rooms? I am relatively new to this land, and I have already offended one person because of rules I do not understand. And what influence does gender have on this; that does not make sense to me. If sharing rooms is acceptable, then I have no issue with you staying, but I would*really*like to understand what is going on here. From my perspective, humans make no sense whatsoever, and have rules that apply only selectively, apparently to my detriment.\" Ssarak explained, staring attentively at the human and awaiting his response.The sooner someone set right his misconceptions about human society, the sooner he would be able to clear up any misunderstandings he had made with others, such as Aruna, so perhaps it was fortunate Leith had came along, even if it did seem as if he was only interested in getting to sleep.", "username": "EliteCommander" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut", "text": "Colette\n\nShe nodded slowly when he introduced himself and bowed. \"Nice to meet you I am Colette.\" she said politely and when he mentioned the stuff that the older vampire had given her she nodded. \"Yes she did give me that stuff so I can control my blood lust\" she said softly, almost quietly. She grew cautious when he mentioned her to follow him and she nodded slowly and began to follow him. \"What is it you wanted to show me Mr. Marchosias\" she asked curiously siding glancing the male she was following with a curious but guarded expression on her youthful face.", "username": "Luna" }, { "char_name": "Khan Avrea Jevarath", "text": "Khan\n\nKhan had been eyeing the pair since they finally noticed each other. He had a unsettle feeling and when things started to escalate, his mind for a split second debated on sending Uicle's little mental birds to aid should the worse happen. The only problem with his idea was that it looked as if he wouldn't have much time. The two looked on the verge of attacking one another, rather it would be something which would drag the remaining student body among their clash and likely injure several students in the careless action. Not to mention the pair of them.\n\nOf all days, why it have to be today when two Naga had to show up on their door step? The Esyire sighed, his gesture mixed in both annoyance and defeat. He should've realized today was bound to be interesting. He forced his body to relax yet one foot stepped in front of another, brought him slightly closer and inwardly made a note to talk to Tyrael. He aimed to request Tyrael to keep his guest from attacking others unless Lucilia or Uicle would have a better method to complete such a task. Still retaining a safe distant, he remained on high gaurd to interfere and separate the pair. His eyes lingered upon the pair, inwardly debated on best method that would both minimize the damage and restrain the two Naga. His mind set to call Zaad to his aid. Thankfully he didn't need to. Val, the blunt and gruff Rune Master, had leapt feet first into the heated discussion before the two vipers like creatures could tangle. Immediately she scolded both then warned them she would put them both in their place if they continued.\n\nIt seemed to do the trick as the female, Mar if he remembered correctly, had slithered away.\n\nYet not without cause for Khan to become concern. He would've over looked the matter if all there had been mere hissing and displays. His ears caught Mar's threat, a clear warning that she fully intended to carry it out regardless of the courtesy extended from the College, disregarded the Twilight college rules. Despite the accusations and verbal claims, he didn't completely condone such behavior. At least Alaira had the common sense to vent on potted plants or other such inanimate objects, even if it had made a few gargoyles grumble in grudging protest and earned Rathel's disapproval.\n\nHis eyes still watched the Naga leave but another voice, feminine and gentle, had spoken. This caused Khan to break his line of sight upon Mar's retreating back to the owner, his head tilted down when he realized it came from below him. His wing stretched out and up, no longer obscured his sight as they fell on what seemed to be a she wolf. Made from a combination of ivory, stone and bright gems, his eyebrow rose in question to whom the golem belonged to. His first assumption was an intermediate student's first attempt to create a higher level golem or maybe another of Uicle's.\n\nNot aimed to be rude any farther, the Head master replied. \"I believe they are called Naga. Though currently it seems they are in a bit of argument and one that is not advised. If you'll give me a moment to settle a matter, I'll introduce myself and we'll seek out you master. I'm sure he can't be far.\"\n\nThough the event died down he couldn't allow the Naga to wander off unwatched. Khan rose his hand up. In moments, a small metal bird fluttered to his hand and perched there lightly. One of Uicle's many spies and sentries. The small creature bobbed its head, surprisingly gentle in its grip upon Esyire's large fingers while the Head Master pulled it close and whispered instructions to report back to Uicle. It was a simple request, one he would entrust the man to fulfill: send a few spies to keep an eye on the female Naga and some Golems on standby should she become aggressive again. Inwardly Khan only hoped he was being over cautious.\n\nNext, he focused upon his knowledge of the Inferno, noted it was highly likely a small swarm ofbone impswould've been nested in the precise area at this current time of day within the Inferno, and quickly summoned a portal big enough for his hand. He it held there for a moment until something, toothy and hungry, bit down. Instantly his hand fisted about the unwise creature and jerked it into the physical realm, the small portal sealed once through. The bone imp squeaked in surprise to find its prey had trapped it. It was just over 2' tall, with red orange skin and bony tips at its bat like wing end. Twin horn curved up from the top of its narrow head, sided by pointed ears and slightly elongated neck. It was far too thin to be considered well fed, its long tail held a scorpion like stinger that had started to stab into the Esyire's fisted hand repeatedly until it drew a bit of blood. In a few hours the venom would've affected him, unless he attended to it soon, but first this creature had a message to deliver. One to the demonomancer Tyrael in regards to Mar. Once he bind the bone imp, Khan made his massage clear that if Tyrael's guest attacked a student, she would be forcibly removed and it was his responsible to ensure she didn't. With careless and rough discarded, he released the demon to flutter off to deliver the message. The Esyire wasn't sure if the creature would return alive once it managed its task.\n\nHe returned his focus back to the stone wolf, no farther distractions to deal with. This time he stepped about to face her, his figure fell to one knee and rested his injured hand against his leg. Still assuming the statue had been created by one of the College's current students, he continued to look in the golem wolf's diamond eyes. His mind ignored the slight throbbing started in his hand to address her. \"Well, what might your name be and to which student do you belong to? I'm Khan Jevarath, the current Head Master if you're still a young soul. Though you're a little more elegant then most intermediate students have tried to create but I admit a fine job with the craftsmanship, possibly one of our craftsmen within the school or from your master's homeland?\"", "username": "Fallenreaper" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "text": "Leith was starting to get a bit bored. Watching the people around him was definitely interesting, but without having to do something, the feast was starting to get a bit dull. With a sigh, Leith got up from the table and went to see the selection of drinks.\n\nAs he headed back to his table, sipping a cooled mint juice that he had come to enjoy while he had lived with Rehm, Leith noticed a Naga, at least, he thought it was, manipulating water. When the Naga's ability quit on him, drenching the front of his shirt, Leith snorted in amusement, and accidentally inhaled some of his drink. After a few minutes of coughing and trying to get his breath back, he decided to make his way over to Naga. He walked up to the table and smiled at the Naga.\n\n\"Do you mind if I sit here?\"\n\nThe sound of shouting took his attention away from the Naga. He was surprised when it was Khan that had shouted. He followed the Esyire's gaze and saw something that looked like a shadow disappear into another shadow.*I wonder what that was*", "username": "Konan375" }, { "char_name": "Auriel Lavai", "text": "Xyden had decided he liked the strange river-fish. He rapidly finished the previous dish and was about to reach across the table for more when someone nearby seemed to start choking. He whipped his head around to find the source of this strange noise and was greeted with the sight of a very pale human who seemed to be having trouble breathing the air. He could relate somewhat on that count, breathing above water was certainly not a pleasant thing to do, but even he had so far managed to avoid actually choking on it. For a moment he wondered whether he should help the human out by dunking his head underwater where he'd find breathing much easier. Right as he decided he should, however, the human seemed to recover. A few moments later, Xyden remembered that Surface Dwellers generally couldn't breath at all underwater anyway. With that, his fins rustled a little as if to say 'how strange' and he turned back to his food.\n\nMoments later, he suddenly heard the same human asking if it could sit next to him. It seemed his slightly disastrous display had attracted some attention after all. He looked down at the human for a moment, but before he could reply, a shout rang out across the room and there was a minor commotion that quickly ended. Xyden swung his head about quickly looking for signs of danger. When he found none, he turned back to the human and spoke. \"You may sit... where you wish... Land Strider.\"\n\nHe then picked some more of the fish and put it on his plate, tongue flicking out to savour the smell of it before once more turning to the human and asking a question of it. \"Do you control the water, Land Strider?\"", "username": "Sundered Echo" }, { "char_name": "Althalus Marik", "text": "*Althalus*\n\nHe wasn't sure if the Runemaster had bought his lie about having made more than a few enemies(which was true),one of them was particularly stubborn(which was also true), and that same one had connections to a Necromacer who had set a Shadow Golem to follow him(which was a lie). The greatest lies always had at least a little bit of truth in them, after all. She had created the Rune for him easily enough, but she didn't seem to quite believe him. Maybe he was just being paranoid. But she had seemed doubtful, and that made him nervous. He had no idea who had sent the Golem, why, or what connections they had. Maybe the dwarf would mention it to them and whoever had created the Golem would put two and two together and go into more..direct methods of getting whatever they want from Mar. Thus, as he walked from the Runemaster to the Feast(following the flow of students to the Dining Hall), he occasionally glanced behind his back, and kept a hand near his hidden knives. There wasn't a room for him to put down all of his arms and armor, so he was still carrying it around. And besides. Trusting in the College's protection was well and good, but it was better to be safe than sorry.\n\nAlthalus let out a small sigh of relief when he saw the doors to the Dining Hall, and spotted Mar. A small grin crossed his face at the state of her dress, and the looks she was getting from the students. Especially the boys. Before he could go over there and make a suitable remark, the demon from before stepped out. Tyrael, Althalus remembered. Rather than interrupt the meeting conversation between the two of them, Althalus moved where Mar could see him and waved in an attemp to draw her eyes. When she was finally looking at him, he gave her a self-satsified smirk, mouthing 'Got it'. It was a small thing, about the size of coin. It was carved onto a piece of wood, which was rectangular and small. Easily hidden in a pocket..or whatever the Naga used for pockets. Replacing it in his own pocket, Althalus gestured to the Dining Hall. If she wanted the rune, she'd have to go into Feast herself. He certainly wasn't waiting around while she chatted with her friendly killing machine. Walking into the Hall with a final parting wave, Althalus entered just in time to see a Forest Elf shoving a candlestick into another Demons face.\n\nAs the demon was drawing back his claws to impale the girl, and Althalus was drawing a knife from his armor to throw, the Esyire at the head of table bellowed at the demon, who was apparently Zaad. The demon immediately stopped, and Althalus warily sheathed his knife as Zaad retreated into the shadows, the girl sticking her tongue out at him and returning to her meal, a smile on her face. Well of course, Althalus couldn't just leave that be, could he? Walking over and sitting down, he grinned at her. \"Not sure if you're crazy or not, but you're certainly lucky. Then again, I've also been called a crazy lucky bastard on occasion. I'm Althalus.\"", "username": "Rtron" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Auriel Lavai", "text": "Xyden had almost given up on finding Leith when fate itself seemed to intervene, depositing the Land Strider before him such that he almost slithered right into him and bowled him over. He stopped moments before that happened, but it seemed to him to be proof of the justness of his cause, however grim it may be. The Leith Land Strider questioned his armour, as he had expected. He rarely wore the imposing and vicious shaped armour as it held no purpose in the safe confines of the college, and even more rarely carried his large bladed trident as he had observed that his strength, fangs and constricting coils outmatched the meagre natural defenses of the majority of Surface Dwellers.\n\nHe had prepared for this line of questioning, and he delivered his prepared story on cue, relying on the fact that many still considered him something of an enigma to lend it credence. \"There are many Surface Dwellers… gathering before the bastions of this place… as though to invade…\" He still spoke haltingly as his unusually shaped mouth would never allow for perfect use of the common tongue, but he was at least more familiar with the language than when he had arrived. \"The air is permeated… with the stench of fear… and mistrust… I am prepared… should relations… break down.\" He knew that the armies were not here to fight, but how could Surface Dwellers be trusted not to give into their hatred of one another? They were rash and emotional beings that often acted without thinking.\n\n\"Leith… I require your… favor…\" He began. It had been difficult to make this fit with his story, and he was hoping the Land Strider didn't question it much. \"I need you… to find the staff that are not... tending to the armies… Tell them… I have found Land Striders… that smell... of the armies… on the other side of the college.\" He did not know the word for it, but he was implying heavily with his tone that they were not supposed to be there. This was, of course, a lie, as was what came next. \"I am tracking the scent… of more… of these outsider Land Striders… to where they should not be… and cannot divert or I will… lose the trail…\" Xyden only hoped that this would be sufficient for Leith to rouse the suspicions and draw away the remaining teachers. Then his path to Marya would be clear, Xanaphya willing.", "username": "Sundered Echo" }, { "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx", "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\nGrey was always amazed by the versatility of this office. It seemed that every time he came in here the room was re-purposed into something else. Office, med-bay, kitchen, laundry room, botanical garden (Actually, it was always a garden at the same time), Sauna, bakery, and even a dungeon one time. There was an operating table in the center of the room, and Lucilia had asked him to lie on it. And he did. He was always good at following orders.**\"Y'know, I've been thinking.\"**He said as he waited for Lucilia to be done preparing.**\"I think chasing Zaad is pointless. I mean, if he was really dangerous Khan wouldn't let him wander around, right? No, about the worst I ever see hiim do is the odd prank. Even my arm here was just an accident and was more my fault than anything...\"**He said. He didn't really need an answer, he was just voicing his thoughts. As he finished, Lucilia had asked him if he needed anything for the pain**\"Heh, do your worst...\"**He said confidently. He was no stranger to pain. Unbeknownst to him, this was a result of his uniue physiology. It wasn't that he didn't feel pain, that would be a disadvantage. No, he was merely aware of all but the worst pain, allowing him to know when he's in physical danger while also being almost immune to physical torture.", "username": "Freeshooter92" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Alaira Taenn", "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nAlaira... didn't really know what had happened. At first, she walked out of the tent, and then... There was this guy, laying in a cot. He had said quite possibly the worst pickup line she had ever heard. Now, she*hated*it when people hit on her, and (most likely owing to the very stressful series of events she had endured) she felt extremely angry. Without really thinking, she tried to strike the man. However, the blow was knocked off target somehow, and she ended up on top of him, no damage to his head. At that point, their eyes locked. For whatever reason, she was more or less frozen. As she looked into his eyes she saw... sadness. But for what? It was at that point that he commented on her eyes. She blushed for a moment, in confusion.*Wha? B-but I just tried to break his damn nose!*She thought, flustered. She slapped him, quite hard. But his expression remained unchanged. Oh come on! How many things would be unfazed when she hit them!? She decided it would be wise to get the hell off of him.\n\n**\"Wh-who the hell do you think you are, anyway?!\"**She said, still blushing.**\"I hit you! that means cut it the hell out!\"**She said. Well, this was embarrassing. She knew that Lucilia would find some way to blackmail her with this nonsense...", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Cynn Ellime", "text": "**Locas Jule**\n\nWell, this certainly didn't go very well. He knew he should apologize, but apologizing wasn't really Locas's strong suit. Manipulation, reading body language, getting out of tough situations;*those*were his strong suits. Anything he could say would come out awkward, but something had to be said.\n\nLocas stood up. More accurately, Locas began to stand up, then had his right leg collapse. Leaning on the cot for support, he opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again and tried to speak.\n\n\"Listen,\" he began, tone unwavering. \"I'm sorry. I...I mispegged you, I suppose. I needed to know who you were quickly, and the best way I had to do so was to...well, to hit on you. I didn't mean...well...I did mean some offense, else I would have used a better line.\" He smiled slightly, but quickly returned to his neutral demeanor. \"I just...I'm sorry. It was dumb and rude, but I...I couldn't help it. Long story.\"\n\nHe pushed off of the cot and took a step forward, faltering again, having forgotten the pain in his leg. Prepared now, he slowly walked towards the elf and outstretched a hand. She looked doubtful, as if Locas had a blade hidden in his hand, but the fact that she wasn't focused on his wounds meant he hadn't gotten her*entirely*wrong.\n\n\"I'm Locas Jule. Please accept my very informal apology. If you would like, I could send a written one to your room.\" The last line was delivered with such a neutral tone that even Locas himself couldn't tell if it was sarcastic or genuine. Of course, it didn't matter. It was really just a clever attempt at getting her room number. \"May I know your name, Miss...?\"", "username": "Crossark" }, { "char_name": "Lucilia Riovas, Master Herbamancy Professor (College Title), Owner of Scarlet Traveler (Trade Caravan & Occupation Title), Sanguine Rose (Alias in Vampire society)", "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAfter her operation Annabeth decided to stay by Cynn. She could use a friendly face after all that's happened, and it's not like Annabeth was doing anything in particular. Eventually Cynn came to, and Annabeth was quick to make sure that she was still okay. After her own impromptu check up, Annabeth explained what had happened to Cynn the best she could figure out. She smiled politely as she let Cynn soak in the information, and her face grew a bit warmer when the elf reached out and touched her hand. Annabeth squeezed it softly.**\"It's nothing, really. I mean, I couldn't just leave you, right? Of course not!\"**Cynn's words made Annabeth feel nice, which was a pleasant change from all the chaos that happened just moments before. Of course, things didn't get any easier when another student came in, but this one seemed to only be affected by blood sickness rather than injury.**\"Today is pretty dangerous, huh... We should stay together for now, yes? For our own safety.\"**\n\nLucilia Riovas\n\n***\"Oi.\"***\n\nLucilia was standing at Locas's cot when Alaria showed up, knowing fully well that she'd likely get herself into trouble. Lucilia was, unfortunately, correct. Lucilia hasn't even gotten to clean the blood off her hands before Alaria showed up, and than Locas tried to stand up even though she gave him specific orders to stay in bed for the next few hours.**\"I don't mind visitors, but if you keep causing so much noise, you'll be joining his cot, Alaria. And Locas, *get your rest.*\"**She spoke in a soft tone, but it was hidden behind a false smile and she still radiated an aura implying that she was about to put more bodies into intensive care.\n\nBefore long Rathel showed up. He was perhaps one of the few demons that Lucilia didn't have a hidden distaste for, probably because he was one of Khan's demons and that he helped clean up everyone else mess. She only wished that he could prevent those messes in the first place, but he tries at least. He brought Aramir in, who had gotten a case of blood sickness. Lucilia could imagine how, and regretted not having Grey out of her office sooner. Zaad was indeed much more troublesome than Grey thinks. Heaving a sign, Lucilia pointed towards an empty cot.**\"Lay her down there and I'll find her a potion. If you have some time, could you go to my office and take these needles with you? I believe Grey, one of our guardsmen, is still in there. Also take one of these potions to him and this letter.\"**Though it was stained in some blood, the letter detailed to Grey about her absence, and apology for that absence, and a request to see her later today after he was feeling better. She wanted to alleviate him of his burden with Zaad tonight and assign him a guard position during today's feast. Just a little something to help him ease the stress of everyday life. But also she wanted to talk to him about how he could deal with Zaad.\n\nBeing a servant of Aarem came with it's benefits, despite what others may think.\n\nLucilia went into one of the rooms to wash her hands and get some potions for Aramir and Rathel. She handed the demon the potion and the sealed envelope with herinsignia.Than she went to with with Aramir, taking note of any of her external injuries while giving her small doses of an ether to ease her blood sickness. Aside from being pale the snow elf was unharmed, so she delegated the task to another healer while Lucilia went about trying to make sure the Infirmary wouldn't need her constant attention. She still needed to return to her office, finish Grey's operation, and finish the work she was suppose to be doing before this entire mess spiraled out of control. But that was just another day at the college.", "username": "Lucius Cypher" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Cynn Ellime", "text": "**Cynn Ellime**\n\n\"So,\" Cynn said softly, having taken all that Annabeth had just told her. \"You are quite the busy one yourself, I see.\" She smiled kindly, moving slightly in the cot. This human girl was proving to be quite the interesting one, and kind to boot. She felt like they'd become good friends. But, for now, the forest elf had one more question.\n\n\"Annabeth,\" Cynn said, quite suddenly. The girl turned toward her quickly, like something was wrong, causing Cynn to smile a little. \"Nothing's happened, don't worry. I was just wondering...I mean, I told you about my family...and I was th-thinking that you could...maybe...let me know some about yours?\"", "username": "Crossark" }, { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "After dropping of Locas at the Infirmary, Meirin stayed hidden around the shadows. She was shocked when she saw Lucilia at the Infirmary already, no doubt angry that she was taking so long to get those needles. Meirin didn't dare to show her face, an left as soon as she could. She hear the herbamancy teacher tell the demon to take the needles back to her office, so Meirin guessed she wasn't needed there. Perhaps it would have been best if she simply stayed out of sight again. So she just wondered around the college, on patrol an making sure no one was acting up again. But mostly she just wanted to be alone and reflect on her actions. She wanted to think that she was just trying to help for bringing Leith back to the Infirmary, but given how chaotic everything was, Meirin didn't feel that she helped at all. Setting those thoughts aside however, she stopped an turned around to the stranger behind her.**\"You've walked in this direction for far too long for this to simply be a coincidence. What is it that you want from me, Haklo of house Desol?\"**", "username": "Ryonara" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "text": "Leith had been wandering around the stalls for a while, finding some interesting games here and there. He paused as he found a game that centred around Hydromancy. There was a row of hoops. One row had a large hoop a small distance away from the counter. The empty space if the hoop was large. As the row progressed, the number of hoops increased, and the middle started to shrink. The man at the stall smiled as Leith drew closer.\n\n\"Welcome to my game! If you're a Hydromancer, this game will be challenging. If you aren't, It'll be nigh impossible. The point of this game is to shoot a stream of water through the hoops. Shooting a stream through the first hoop will get you half your money back, but you must stop to receive your money.\" The man started walking down the row. \"As you progress, the shots will get harder and harder, obviously, and your prize will get larger. If you complete the last challenge\" the man said as he stopped at a series of large disks that had holes the size of a gold coin placed off centre.\n\n\"You will win the grand prize of thirty gold coins. It is six silver to play. No runes that boost Hydromancy are allowed here. Do you want to play?\"\n\nLeith nodded as he reached for his coin purse. When he couldn't find it, he felt the blood drain from his face before he remembered that he had dropped it off at his room along with the runes that he had picked up from Val. Leith smiled at the man. \"I'll be back.\"\n\nWith that, Leith spun on his heel and hurried towards his room. He was amazed at how many demons were standing guard. They were everywhere, and he had to take car not to bump into the statue-like demons. As he was making his way down a hallway, he noticed someone walk past a door and stop before reaching in and closing it.*Well that was a nice gesture,*Leith thought as he hurried past the door that was just closed. A cry for help from behind the closed door stopped him in his tracks. Leith turned to look at the door before walking up to it. He noticed a demon not that far away laughing. He raised an eyebrow before opening the door to find...\n\nNobody.\n\nLeith was stumped. He was sure that he had heard someone call for help in this room. He looked back at the laughing demon, thinking that it had thrown its voice or something. The demon noticed Leith looking at it and pointed somewhere at Leith's feet. Confused, Leith looked down, but found nothing. He looked behind him had found a bed. He had a moment of clarity and looked under the bed. Sure enough, there was somebody under the bed. \"So that's why it was laughing,\" Leith mused to out loud as he looked at the white-haired elf. \"Did you call for help?\"", "username": "Konan375" }, { "char_name": "Khan Avrea Jevarath", "text": "Lidda\n\nLidda had to admit that Annabeth was right, her eyes shifted to look on herself for the first time in a long while. After all, half Snow Elf and Orc crossbreeds were rare as well as unusual since their birth rates were so little, the reason rather clear to why. Out of all her prior forms, even she had to realize this current shape was the closest to normal she had ever gotten, most the others ranged in human shapes and some didn't even bother with any humanoid traits at all. Those were the fun ones in her opinion. One of the fun reasons she enjoyed her blood and the creativity that came with it, it brought a greater understand how things worked in her mind.\n\nWhen Annabeth's initial shock was over, Lidda's right hand rested upon her hip while her tusked mouth gave a small smirk. At least the best it could. Her eyes shifted to the weighted coin purse, likely now more empty now in her guess, at the student's side and chuckled to herself. Either the girl was extremely lucky in her choice of games and managed to pick the more honest games out the many hustlers and swindlers in the bunch. The other option, the likeliest, was that she had taught the game owners never to underestimate a pretty face.\n\nIf the latter was true, Lidda could admire that. Khan's naïve method was based on trust that the game owners would be fair and honest, but that's not the greatest way to make a living. That's why she sometimes skirted dinner to ensure there was no game that drained too much of the student's earnings on the College grounds. If they did, she easily shut it down and reported it to the guards to watch the offender.\n\nWhen Annabeth saw her father, the girl of course recognized him as the Eania Ambassador before she backed up and bowed in respect. Lidda's eyes fought to roll upwards when she spotted him return the gesture, his face serious in its business like display. Before her father could answer, Lidda's comment jumped in as she noticed Annabeth was alone instead of accompanied by her friends. \"No, you've not. Annabeth, this is my father, Jordan Sonnet. A retired Captain of Eania's military and current the official between the city and the College.\"\n\nHer head shifted to the sky and noted how late it was. Her voice added another comment to her intro, a slight dislike even if it was family as she decided to send Annabeth off. At least before her father's presence could drag her into this, making things more complex than she needed. \"It's getting late so maybe you be finding your friends before the fun ends? I'll be escorting my father back to his room before much longer.\"\n\nKhan\n\nKhan listened to Tyrael's words and knowledge about the Naga, namely with his experience living among them. What he found mostly interesting was that they lived near the Ravine, one of Tiien's most dangerous areas, where they continually struggled again the threats that tried to swell to the surface. It seemed the place Mar came from was named Mesa Gaan and he made a note to converse with both Uicle and Tyrael to attempt to contact them. Mainly because if they reacted the way to Mar as Tyrael had once described, he could only imagine what would've happened if more Naga started to develop the same gift.\n\nIt could very well wipe the whole race in time. The thought was an unsettling notion but a dark truth about the civilized world's reaction to change, one he had seen happen a few times over and was helpless to stop. His hand rubbed the back of his neck to chase away the negative thoughts before he noted the time. A few hours had passed and the feast had started to draw to a close. The evidence of this was in the number of attendees, the amount slowly dropping as they retired to their rooms. It was a good excuse to follow suit. Like in the past, his mind and body was usually drained in his experience with the events.\n\n\"Well, if you'll excuse me Tyrael, I think it's time I retire before I fall asleep upon the table itself. Have a good evening and thank you for your aid.\" Khan said, his muzzle turned up in a bit of an exhausted smile.\n\nThe chair squealed as he pushed it away, his hands reached to stead his descendent upwards. His wings tucked close to his body and steps at a steady pace, he pulled away from the table and headed through the thinning crowd towards the door. Luckily no one approached him when he edged out into the hallway. His feet pitter-pattered in the slightly emptying hallways along his route towards his quarters.", "username": "Fallenreaper" }, { "char_name": "Cynn Ellime", "text": "**Cynn Ellime**\n\nLuckily for Cynn, the person who entered wasn't entirely a stranger. She vaguely remembered having met this man during her time at the College up to this point, and, despite her usual social awkwardness, he had seemed nice enough. He asked if she'd called for help after mentioning something about laughter, and Cynn nodded, already beginning to blush. Her face only reddened when she remembered her current...attire, her head pausing from it's frantic bobbing for a motion to look down and check that her current undergarments covered what they needed to. Once that item of interest was checked off the list, she returned to nodding, always the awkward one, and tried to wave the man down to her.\n\n\"H-Hell-llo...\" the white-haired wood elf began, her panicked state only serving to make her words come slower, making her seem more shy. \"U-Um...I...We've seen each o-other...b-b-before, r-right?\" She waited for the man to lower himself to her level and respond.", "username": "Crossark" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch", "text": "Annabeth Gultch\n\n**\"Oh, of course Lidda. Um... I guess this is good night. I hope you enjoy your stay at the college, sir.\"**Annabeth bowed one more time towards Lidda's father and the ambassador from Eania. She could hardly believe it, and had many questions to ask, such as why Lidda was in that form, just how she related to her father, what they were doing out here, and so many more. But Annabeth did as Lidda suggested and went off to find her friends. Annabeth continued to wonder around the college, her thoughts no longer on Lidda but now on her friends. She hasn't seen Ssarak since she tried to give her gifts to Mar and Athalus. She was also certain that Haklo was no where to be seen; even though she scarcely had much interaction with him, he left a fairly pleasant impression on her. But all her thoughts came back to Cynn. It had been quite some time since their little tiff, and now Annabeth was starting to regret blowing up at her like she did. Granted, Annabeth had no intention of telling her the full story yet, but she needed to at least apologize. Annabeth guessed that Cynn was still in their room, given that she was still in no condition to do much other strenuous activities as far as Annabeth knew. Deciding to try to make peace with her roommate, Annabeth brought some snacks, souvenirs, and other treats for Cynn.\n\nIt was unnerving with how many demons were around. She had heard that the demonmancy teacher had left to go gather more demons to guard the college, but she couldn't even throw a stone without hitting a demon (Hypothetically speaking). More so since they were so quiet and unmoving; she'd expect this sort of thing form golems, not demons. From her experience, demons were wild, free-spirited creatures who did whatever they wanted, up to and including causing a ruckus. Seeing them just standing around waiting made her worry that they were up to something. Still, the demonmancy teacher was pretty good at keeping them in line, and more than likely they're only here as a show of force against the two nations who had pretty much gathered their own armies outside of the college. Still unnerving.\n\nAnnabeth walked up to her dorm room, opening it up and closing it with one swift movement.**\"Cynn, I'm ba.... Ah? Where are you?\"**Annabeth noticed that the room was empty. Some of Cynn's things were scattered about, telling Annabeth that she was here. But no sign of the girl herself. Annabeth set down her things onto her desk and looked around the room, thinking that Cynn might have just been in the other rooms.**\"Cynn? Are you here?\"**\n\nTyrael Marchrosias\n\nTyrael went on a bit more about the Naga and some on the Ravine, caught up in the moment as he pleasantly chatted with Khan. As the night winded down many of the guest began leaving, and indeed Tyrael himself was feeling a mite tired from the Inferno. He'd like time to rest up and get ready for the next day, as well as organizing all these demons to find his daughter and generally make use of them. When Khan left the table Tyrael got up shortly after before he was stopped by someone. It was Satori, who had slight disturbed look on her face. Tyrael couldn't really call Satori a friend, and her own reputation left much to be desired, but he supposed that he could try to lend a hand to his fellow teacher and ask her what was wrong. If she didn't already know that he was about to ask and spoke anyways.**\"I have sensed a... Great disturbance. Many of these minds have shielded themselves suddenly, but even than I detect traces of... Evil. Pure evil. Tyrael, I need to ask you, where do your new demons come from? How long have you had them?\"**\n\nLucilia Riovas\n\nAfter the meeting with the Eysire, Lucilia had little time to rest as more people showed up to speak to her, as well as herself searching for those she wanted to arrange things with. Despite some unpleasant business that at one point involved Lucilia having someone escorted out of the feast, it was a rather productive night. Hours ticked off as the crowd soon thinned out. If she had to guess, it was about two, maybe three hours before midnight. Many other vampires and creatures of the night will still be active, as would Lucilia. First she'd need to arrange quarters for Dirssi and her company. They'd have to move into the common house, but that aside Lucilia wasn't even going to touch on investigating Ssarak until she finalized the deals for the college, as well as reported to Khan about Xyden. It was than that Lucilia stopped in her track and rubbed her eyes.**\"I forgot to inform Khan about the incident... I suppose I should go find him. Hopefully he's already been told and I can arrange a meeting with him about it...\"**Lucilia faintly remembered seeing him leave the dinning hall, but did not know which door he left from. But she figured that he'd be heading to his private chambers, so she headed in that direction hoping that their paths would cross each other.\n\nNorschtalen\n\nNorschtalen had to bide her time. Despite the fox's help, she couldn't get an audience with Khan as he was constantly busy, or otherwise unavailable. Even at the feast she couldn't approach as the other vampire Lucilia would have spotted her, and no doubt would have involved herself with Norschtalen's business between her and Khan. And Khan never left the table due to the demon teacher, forcing her to wait the entire feast for Khan to leave, which he only did to retire to his room. Not the best moment, but the only one she had. She followed the head master with two drinks which she wanted to share with him. As she approached, she called out to him.**\"Headmaster! Oh headmaster, please wait a moment!\"**Norschtalen caught up with the demonmancer not too far away from where the feast was held.", "username": "Lucius Cypher" }, { "char_name": "Cynn Ellime", "text": "**Cynn Ellime**\n\nSoon after Leith had exited the room, Cynn heard footsteps approach the door again, but from the opposite direct that Leith had gone in. Soon after this observation, the door once again opened, and, much to the wood elf's relief, Annabeth stepped in. It was good to see a friendly... Well, was it a friendly face? That argument had gotten really heated, really fast, and she wasn't quite sure if the human's return was a peaceful one or not. And why should she get to talk to her now, even when she was in need? If she knew that Cynn had been stabbing the wall because of her and had stripped to next-to-nothing, she'd win! So, when Annabeth called for her, she didn't answer, and figured she'd find her soon enough if she kept looking.\n\nSoon after, the white-haired elf heard what seemed to be Leith's boots coming back the way they'd left, and she panicked. Of course, it was only a matter of time before Cynn got found out, but she'd hoped she would get a bit longer making Annabeth think about her actions. He entered the room with a massive gauntlet in his hand, and missed Annabeth's presence entirely. This was suddenly awkward, even by Cynn's standards, and she had to bite back a sigh of facepalminess to keep Annabeth from noticing her.", "username": "Crossark" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "Meirin wasn't really sure what to make out of what Locas did. At first she was fairly surprised at his magic, but than he ended up blacking out likely due to blood sickness. Throughout the entire time you could say she was dumbstruck. It didn't take long before medics arrived and took Locas away to the infirmary. She suppose she'd be seeing more of him later, she just hoped that each time didn't end up with him visiting the healers. Once the scene settled down Meirin just decided to get herself something to eat. The food was pretty good by usual college standards. As she went to get a seat she unknowingly passed Grey, who she missed as she didn't recognize him in the new armor. She ate her meal quiet and quickly before putting it away. Meirin wanted to go look around the college since it seems there was some sort of festival going on, but as she was leaving she saw Ssarak. She hasn't really seen him a lot since she taught him how to meditate back at the opening ceremony, though she doubts he needed her help with that now. Still, she figured that if she was going to see familiar faces again, she might as well start with him.**\"Ssarak? It's been a while, hasn't it?\"**", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch", "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth was just about to leave her dorm and look for Cynn when, just as she was about to reach for her door, it opened. Annabeth sidestepped and avoided getting hit by the opening door, only to have some stranger come in wearing a fairly evil looking gauntlet. He seemed to have not seen Annabeth, which was fine as it allowed her to draw her dagger within him noticing. How or why he was here, she didn't care for. He didn't even knock, coming in like he owned the place. She was poised to hit him in the back of the head with the hilt of her dagger when he knelt at the bed and started speak to something under it. He mentioned how it (The gauntlet) would help someone get unstuck. Annabeth assumed it was Cynn. The situation was just all sorts of confusing, but Annabeth decided that she'd just watch for now and see what would happen. She had her dagger hidden behind her back just in case, but otherwise said and did little as the stranger was seemingly going to help Cynn out of a weird situation.", "username": "Lucius Cypher" }, { "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx", "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\n*THUD*\n\n**\"Hugh! T-the hells your -Ach- problem? D-d-don't you, know -Urk- who I am?!\"**\n\nGrey was silent as he held the man against the wall, by his throat. The man struggled and kicked, though against even his old armor it would be pointless. This man wasn't exactly fit. He had been taking a moment to survey the dining hall, and he had noticed that this Djarken Noble had likely had a bit too much wine, and was making unwanted sexual advances on two students. He had simply walked up behind the drunken moron, and grabbed him by the throat. After pressing him to a wall, he turned to the two girls and said**\"Worry not, This situation will be dealt with. Please run off and enjoy the rest of the evening.\"**The two simply nodded and ran off at that point, leaving him to deal with, with*this.*\n\n**\"H-hello?! Do you have *any* idea who you are- Hrk!\"**The noble had begun toangrily question him again, but Grey simply tightened his grip. He was very careful not to actually hurt him. The goal was to use fear to cow him into submission, not start a diplomatic incident.**\"I do not care.\"**He said in the most commanding voice he could muster. The noble tried to speak, but he tightened again to silence him.**\"And I do not care if your status at your homeland allows you to get away with such. *This is not home.*\"**He said, placing extra emphasis on the last part.**\"As such, you abide by our laws. Break them, and I will return. And if I do, I will send you back to Sanguine in a *very* small box. Understand?\"**The man was nearly in tears, and was nodding frantically. As it turns out, he was unused to large angry men putting their hands on his throat. At this point, Grey thought the bastard had had enough, and released him.**\"Go.\"**Grey said, although the man was already walking away as quickly as he could.\n\nWith that business taken care of, he decided it was time to check on Lucilia once more, And was mildly concerned for a moment when she was nowhere to be found. Though she was by no means defenseless, it was his job to watch her at the moment. He noticed that she was leaving for whatever reason, and moved to follow. Besides, his gut had been telling him terrible things were going to happen all day, and misfortune tended to come in waves.**\"Mi'lady! Hold!\"**He said as he got relatively close.**\"If you're leaving, allow me to accompany you.\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Cynn Ellime", "text": "**Cynn Ellime**\n\nThat sigh that Cynn had tried so hard to conceal managed to escape her oral prison and run out into the open. Looking up at Annabeth, she smiled a weak smile and waved awkwardly, her movements limited by the massive block of wood above her.\n\n\"Hi...Annabeth,\" the elf murmured shyly. \"Would...um...you mind...helping L-Leith here? He's...not going to hurt me or anything.\" She added the last part having noticed the girl's hand on her knife, and did so in a tone that implied, \"Back off, he's cool.\" Cynn tried not to think anything rude, because she knew Annabeth might hear it, but some things still slipped in. Still, she figured it was good to let bygones be bygones, and that any help was good help.\n\n*Alright, when this is over,*she thought.*I'm going to get a lighter bed frame*\n\nAs Leith walked over and attempted to lift the bed, she hoped Annabeth would, in fact, help, as it would be a good point of conversation later on.", "username": "Crossark" }, { "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch", "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nSo much for the element of surprise. Cynn must have saw Annabeth walked in, or heard her call out to her. But why she was so quiet Annabeth didn't know, but she suppose that she was still a bit sore about their argument. Sighing the human girl sheathed her dagger and went over to Cynn's bed. She gave the stranger an odd look but otherwise decided not to try to antagonize him. Yet. Annabeth still wondered how or why he was in here, but she would do that once Cynn was out from under her bed (Which would bring it's own questions of how and why).**\"Slow and careful now...\"**\n\nIt turned out that thanks to Leith's gauntlet, he would be able to lift the bed on his own, even if he did leave some prints on the bed frame. Annabeth mostly helped by directing the bed so that it wouldn't continue or threaten to crush Cynn yet again, and soon enough her bed sat in the middle of her side of the room, leaving Cynn exposed. Literally so, as she was down to her skivvies. Annabeth's face went red as she turned back towards Cynn's bed and threw the blanket over her body.**\"There are so many questions to ask right now, I just don't know where to begin... So... Are you hungry? I brought some snacks from the festival.\"**", "username": "Lucius Cypher" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "\"Twist, turn, coil, and release!\" Meirin burst forward with a large gust of wind. The back blast was strong enough to knock over a few wooden training dummies. More impressively, despite how much power was put into it, Meirin was able to swiftly maneuver around the obstacles she set up in front of herself. A series of barrels, boxes, and other things to get in her way a she spend past them using her boost of magic. She was moving much faster than her body normally can, and if anyone else tried to go at her speed they'd either fall unconscious at the sheer force or even get their skinned ripped off. It didn't happen to Meirin however because she had been taking these past two months training her Weaving Magic. She actually had put a lot more time into her studies now, and even took up some Alchemy to learn how to make medicines and healing salves, if people get hurt again.\n\nThe secret to Meirin's speed and durability was two gestures that she learned. One was merely a more powerful form of her wind blast weaving technique that was strong enough to propel herself, and another was a different variant of a Vitamancy weaving technique. While Meirin already knew one that could rejuvenate the energy in her body, this new one strengthen her skin. What it did was harden her skin and made it more tense. This served a few functions; first and most obviously it made her body a little bit harder to harm. Second was that, due to her muscles tensing together, it also closed any wounds on her body and stops bleeding for the duration of the spell. However due to how tight her muscles contracted, moving was difficult and took a considerable amount of effort. Effort that Meirin was putting into overcoming the initial weakness of the technique.\n\nThe bandages and cuts on her body showed that her training did not start off perfectly, but over the two months she had largely gotten rid of her new technique's stiffness and could not utilize it's defensive ability without losing her mobility. A little help with her improved wind blast spell also contributed to creating a new technique that Meirin was now practicing. It was simply a charge, using her wind blast to give her a large initial burst of speed. She than use smaller and quick hand gestures to shoot off small burst of wind to steer herself, though she largely just used her own body to dodge and navigate around most obstacles. She used the wind blast to help her with more deft-defying stunts, like running up a wall or falling off a wall. She wasn't just running however; she had set up specific targets that she needed to hit during each run, and missing one was considered a fail. So far she had a rather high accuracy; no missed targets and she always made sure to put as much power as she could to behind each hit. That meant that most of the targets, whether they were wooden signs or metal plates, had fist-shaped holes in them if not shattered in half.\n\nNow Meirin sat on a bench wrapping up her hands. Turns out hitting wooden signs and metal plates can damage your fists, though there was nothing broken, just a bit bloody and bruised. \"I think that's enough for now.\" Meirin got up and collected her things before leaving the gymnasium. \"Now than, where did Ssarak go?\"", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "For a moment, Ssarak was silent. He took in a deep breath, released it, then repeated. His heart rate slowed back to normal levels and his heightened blood flow calmed down. He had not needed to exert himself too particularly hard, but nevertheless, relaxing outside in the fresh air was soothing, more times than not. He had just finished a sparring session with Alaira, who he had been helping recover over the past few months. Given the state her body was still in, she was considerably more exhausted than himself, but she was improving every day. Alaira had sacrificed quite a lot to save the lives of Mar, Althalus, and their child, Lyn, so he felt it only right that he help her recover. After all, he had quite a bit of experience in combat training, and had dealt with physical therapy for injured warriors. When it came to building up health and physical fitness, one might even consider him an expert.\n\nWith all that had happened over the past few months, Ssarak had been quite busy, and unbelievably stressed. The situation with Dirssi had brought up more pain, more bad memories than he had ever hoped to feel again. It reminded him of his own weaknesses and failures. Were it not for those closest to him, he would undoubtedly be dead by now. Even through it all, though, he still managed to keep up with most of his responsibilities. It was fortunate that the college allowed him to keep up with his classes while they considered Dirssi's claims, and he even managed to attend his private lessons with Satori on a mostly regular schedule. All of that combined with the physical therapy sessions with Alaira meant he had been used to having little free time. That was only now starting to change, though with the implications of the attack a few months beforehand, he doubted the reprieve would be permanent.\n\nTurning his attention back to reality, Ssarak stood up and stretched out his muscles. He approached Alaira, observing her carefully to see what kind of state she was in. No one, of course, wanted their body to be damaged to the point that it lost functionality, but he felt that it was particularly bad for Alaira. Fighting was a large part of who she was; it was almost a defining trait of her personality. While she did not have the same wartime experience as himself, she poured a lot of effort into improving her fighting abilities. To be injured as she was, to have her body unable to perform in quite the same way as it did before, was no doubt torturous to her and her pride. Even if he disagreed with everything she believed in regards to war and fighting, he still respected how selflessly she could act when the situation demanded it. For that reason, he would see her recovery through to the end.\n\n\"The rate of your improvement seems to be increasing. That is good, but as always, I feel I need to remind you not to over-exert yourself. In a recovery stage like this, your health is still fragile. You could still regress if you push yourself too hard. Be sure to get some rest. Our schedule's permitting, we can have another session tomorrow. Perhaps not sparring again, though. It has been a while since we worked on your legs, and it can be unwise to skip those exercises.\" Ssarak suggested.", "username": "EliteCommander" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx", "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\nGrey noticeably soured at the mention of the new guards.**\"Those things aren't human, they can't be... Some of us are still around you know, the organized ones left but there's about a couple dozen freelancers like myself still here.\"**He explained, though it was clear he didn't want to talk about the subject right now. He listened to Meirin speak of her training. Interesting magic, weaving. It was so different from the other types...**\"You guys never cease to amaze me. I mean, you all stuck around, and you aren't even bound by contract! Not that I'd ever consider abandoning any of you.\"**He said, pride obvious in his voice. These little chats always reminded him that the people here were worth protecting, that he'd made a good choice in applying here.\n\nSoon however, one of those false guards had come for the two of them, apparently they were to report to lucilia...\n\n ***Later...*** \n\nIt was... a lot to take in. Evidently, Lucilia was sending the students out to take care of what was likely a group of renegade mages, and he was attached to keep them safe. Part of him was somewhat satisfied, he was far better as a personal bodyguard than a patrol guard. But, he had several misgivings about the company... there was Leith, who was actually quite friendly, but had that relic of demonic origin attached to his arm. He didn't trust it. There was Athalus, the one who ordered the crossbow. it might just be paranoia, but the guy seemed like the sort of man who was always up to no good. Mar... Mar needed no explanation. She was abrasive and had these alien values he simply didn't understand. And Coco... At first, Coco creeped him out, but at this point he found the girl adorable.\n\nHe walked out to the gate, seeing Athalus was already there, which was good, he'd gotten there early. He waved, but tripped on a loose stone as one of his belt pouches fell to the ground, coming open and scattering papers everywhere.**\"Gods... Can you help me gather these?\"**he said, as he rosed, rubbing at his arm as he set about picking them up. They were wanted posters of various criminals he'd collected. While he was no bounty hunter, he liked to familiarize himself with prominent ne'er do wells, so that he'd know what people to look out for on the job. Most of them came from Djarkel, and more than half of them came from a nasty little place by the name of port slaughter, most of which were worthless as they were renditions of disguises most of the gods-damn time.", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut", "text": "Colette\n\nShe was surprised and shocked when Lucilia called her and some other people and was even more shocked when she received news that she was going on a mission. She pondered it as she went back to her room getting anything she needed for the trip when she froze. \"Oh god what happens if I dont have access to blood\" she thought not knowing as a full vampire she now had control over her blood lust. She took deep breaths and forced herself to relax \"I will have to try controlling it during the mission. She made sure her things were prepared grabbing her cage of bats that were begging for her attention by their usual screeches. She slowly left looking back at her beloved room before leaving completely.\n\nShe meet with the others and quickly got nervous at seeing unfamiliar faces ahead of her. The fear that they would look at her with disgust and hatred like others have in her past quickly filled her mind but she forced herself to stay there so they could head out for the mission", "username": "Luna" }, { "char_name": "Coco Bean", "text": "**Coco Bean**\n\n... Her leaves rustled the moment she recognized the words.*Forest of Symphony*. That was her home. And rogue mages were in there, doing Xiah-knows-what. When the briefing was done and her decision was made, she looked like a cactus. A rather... Soft and brightly colored cactus, that was for sure, but her leaves surely stood on end, sharper than they had ever been in her life before. With maybe the exception of the demon attack... And the time the Syphis hunted her... And that time she accidentally touched something she wasn't supposed to touch on a fleshling.\n\nShe didn't have much in the way of material possessions, and the only one of such things she truly cared about, was the spear that Alaira had given to her, months ago. She grabbed it as soon as she had reached her spot in the gardens. It had been leaning against the wall of the overgrown cottage, with a small box of clothing next to it. She dug through the wooden box and pulled out a pair of leather pauldrons. She tied the pauldrons to her shoulders, carefully placing them over her delicate and fully blossomed shoulder pads, with laces that went down her chest and all the way around her ribcage. When both pauldrons were secure, she grabbed the spear and straightened her back. She rolled her shoulders a bit, then turned around and leaned against the wall.\n\nHer leaves pressed themselves against her head and neck, left hand fingers brushing against the smooth surface of her communication rune.\n\nThen she walked.\n\nMinutes, accompanied by the silence of the gardens and then the stares she felt from other students, passed. She found herself nearing the West Gate, as instructed, where she was able to pick up several familiar scents. Grey was the first one. She hadn't talked to him enough, and she was always curious about fleshlings. Plus, it seemed like a good time to socialize and take her mind away from the Forest, Foreas and the Great Tree.\n\n**\"Oh! Grey, right?\"**Coco said, in her uniquely chipper way, even though the rune wasn't able to change its voice's tone, her body language was another thing.**\"And...\"**she flicked a finger at the pointy metal end of the spear,**\"you're collecting papers? What are they about? You're a Guard, right? I know you were there in the briefing. So why is a Guard coming with us?\"**\n\nShe knelt down near Grey and put her hand on one of the papers, then grabbed the page and passed it to Grey, hand soon free to wave Althalus a greeting. As silent as the man was, Coco had learned to recognize his scent.\n\n**\"Actually, that's a silly question,\"**She muttered, then perked up, facing Grey,**\"have you ever visited the Forest of Symphony?\"**And there she went again, mind back to home and its troubles.", "username": "Frettzo" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak pulled tight the straps on his armor, being sure each plate was well-secured to his body. There had been no question that he was accept the escort mission, regardless of the danger, so he went straight to preparing himself. It had been recently repaired, so it was in good condition. Before grabbing his weapon, he looked up at his axe in its now-permanent resting place mounted on his wall. The weapon he had carried for so long was broken in two in the middle of the haft. While it was true that he could have potentially repaired it, he had resolved that it was time for a new weapon. Besides, he did not place too much importance on an object's sentimental value. Even if it had belonged to his father, it was just an axe that carried no more importance than what he wanted to ascribe to it.\n\nHis new weapon was two handed as well, with a head that had a hammer on one side, an axe on the other, and a spike in the middle. As a result, he could use it for cutting and bludgeoning. The spike was not something he would use quite as often, as it would be unwieldy as a spear, but it had its uses. He secured it into place on his back, then stored his helmet in his backpack along with some of his other supplies. He planned to wear it while on the road, but there was no reason to have it on while inside the college...or at least he hoped there would not be. He had everything he would need for the mission, so he made his way downstairs and into the courtyard, where he, Meirin, Alaira, and Darius were meant to meet the caravan driver .As it seemed he or she had not yet arrived, Ssarak took a seat on a nearby bench to rest before they set out.", "username": "EliteCommander" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak did not have any more to add about the mission itself, but he did want to make sure Lucilia understood how much of a danger Alaria could be. She certainly had the potential to be a productive and helpful ally, but only if she could learn temperance in her actions. Ssarak nodded his head, but before they took their leave, he gave one final comment. \n\n\"Very well, and thank you, but you should be cautious with Alaira. She is an excellent fighter, but she is not an excellent warrior. Her skills will serve her well in one-on-one duels, or perhaps against a small group, depending on the skill of the enemy, but for anything more, she will be a liability. Her judgment could break allied formations, or otherwise give the enemy opportunities to exploit. If she were a warrior of my clan, she would not be allowed on the battlefield. Her skill in the mechanics of fighting is great, true, but if she is ever in a position that places the lives of others in her hands, she may very well get them killed. She needs more training, but, well, you saw her reaction towards me. It will have to be another who persuades her.\" Ssarak warned. \n\nAs Ssarak was about to leave the office, he noticed Lyn's basket still on the floor. Evidently, Alaira had taken her away before she could grab it. He notified Lucilia that he would take it to her, then left with Meirin. Once out in the hall, and sufficiently far from the office, Ssarak stopped to talk with Meirin. He let out a sign, his overall expression showing at least some measure of relief. After the stress they had been through over the past few days, it was calming to know that he had more responsibilities ahead of him for time being. At least, nothing aside from the daily routine. \n\n\"I suppose that went as well as it could have. Satori will bring forward word of Lucilia's transgressions in regards to Lyn, and hopefully, Lucilia will still heed our warning on Alaira. Since we did not say anything about Lyn, she will not have any particular reason to be angry with us. For now, I am simply glad to be free of these burdens. With all of that out of the way...I am looking forward to being able to spend time with you, without all of the stress and danger looming over us. Right now, I would like to bring this basket to Lyn, and perhaps do a favor for her as well. I was speaking to Lyn before, as you likely gathered. She is very developed for her age, her mind even moreso than her body. She has been worried about the depression plaguing her mother recently, and wants to talk to her. It is something she has never been able to do before, and I would like to help her. You do not have to come if you do not wish to, of course, but I would be happy to have you along. Even if you cannot read Lyn's mind, I am sure you could help. You do have a way of touching others' hearts. Though, hopefully not in the same way as mine.\" Ssarak said, giving a chuckle and a warm smile.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "E'nasha Williams", "text": "E'nasha Williams\n\nE'nasha was pretty quiet as she went with the group back to the college, not really knowing what she could say anyway. When they got back, E'nasha wanted to go looking for El'kan right away, but decided it would probably be better to find whoever's in charge and tell them why she and El'kan were even there.\n\nShe was a little surprised when the dwarf offered a reward to her along with the rest of the group. Sure she had helped them, but not that much right? She took a yellow ring, because it seemed the simplest of the choices, but also the most useful to her. She wondered if it would work on finding people as well as items, and decided to test it later with El'kan. \n\nShe laughed a little at the scene between the two elves, and was about to ask one of the remaining group members for help, when one of them beat her to it. She introduced herself as Annabeth before running off, and the next girl that spoke to her was called Colette. \"I'm E'nasha, nice to meet you too. I suppose going to Lucilia first would be best, if she's busy I'll take you up on that tour though.\"", "username": "Vesuvius00" }, { "char_name": "Aramir Ryk(generally does not give her last name)", "text": "Aramir\n\nAramir walked through the halls of the College, relieved to be back inside its walls and relatively safe from fears both imagined and real. There certainly wouldn't be any giant birds hunting her down any time soon, the College was practically constantly filled with noise, and shadows were always beat back by the torches. Not to mention, she had a new ring that would keep at bay any darkness long enough for her to find a more permanent solution. It wasn't hard for her to figure out where Auriel was going. There was only one place sure to be empty and have a lockable door, after all, and that was their room. The Snow Elf easily weaved through the groups of students, guards, and golems. Dodging the wayward staff or shin or sword sheathe was a second nature to her by now and she didn't pay the least bit attention to the various times she was nearly knocked over by those much bigger than her. \n\nFinally reaching the door to their room, Aramir tested the handle and was relieved to find that the door was still unlocked. She opened the door and shut it behind her quietly. Her eyes found Auriel, sulking, and she couldn't help smiling and shaking her head. It was slightly endearing to see Auriel go from shrieking rage to quiet sulk, much like a wildfire dying out. \"Auriel.\" She called softly as she walked closer. \"I have some good news and bad news.\" When she was finally within the Forest Elf's sight she pulled out the candy and shook it gently, the ring she had accidentally gotten while down Auriel's shirt glinting in the light(not that Aramir seemed to be aware of it). \"This candy can make you appear normal until the rune of anti-thievery runs out and you naturally return to normal. An illusion candy I believe Rurik called it. That's the good news.\"\n\nAramir smirked, a teasing tone entering her voice. \"The bad news is I'm not entirely sure you'll learn your lesson if I just give it to you and allow you to take the short route to becoming normal. So you'll have to convince me it's a good idea to give it to you.\"", "username": "Rtron" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nSsarak had chosen a nice place in the gardens. Meirin didn't terribly mind sitting in the grass; her dress was almost the same color, so any stains would be unnoticeable. As she sat down Meirin handed him the cupid roses. \"These are for you. Cupid Roses... They symbolize the growth of a budding romance.\" Immediately Meirin's face turned red. She felt foolish simply explaining what Cupid Roses were for. She just laughed it off and handed it off to Ssarak, gladly accepting a cup of wine. Perhaps a few drinks would allow her to relax.\n\nThere were also food which Ssarak had brought with him. Steamed vegetables, a fruit platter, and some sort of stew with mushrooms. Not a lot of meat, but Meirin was fine with that; meat was a rare commodity back at the monastery and even now Meirin eats a lot of greens out of habit. her stomach growled, reminding her that she hasn't eaten anything yet. Eager to chow down Meirin was about to ask Ssarak for a bowl when she felt something hit her head. It wasn't a physical pain however, but a mental one. One that she knew too well. \"Oh my... I shouldn't have sat down so quickly, I'm a little dizzy...\"\n\nBut in truth it was Meirin's narcolepsy acting up. Before she came to the college it was a constantly plague, but now she has been taking medicine to fight it. But she's been taking a bit more then usual and they still peak out at times. She hasn't actually fallen asleep for a very long time, but that was due taking her medicine regularly. Not wanting her condition to worsen Meirin would need to take another pill. So casually, Meirin took her plate that Ssarak had given her, eating a few bites and taking some sips from her wine. Occasionally she would reach into her purse to grab a napkin to wipe her mouth, but she was also sneaking some pills. \n\nOf course it wouldn't be hard for Ssarak to notice that Meirin was doing this, even if he doesn't read her mind. Meirin wasn't trying to be sneaky, rather she was simply trying not to make a big fuss about it. And wanting to distract him from questioning Meirin spoke. \"By the way Ssarak, I noticed that you spoke to some other Eysire at the feast. Mind if I ask what you spoke to them about?\"", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Though Meirin seemed embarrassed by it, Ssarak was glad that she had explained why she had given him the roses. Giving another flowers was an unfamiliar tradition to him, seeing as there were no flowers to give in his homeland. It was a custom that he would be sure to keep in mind for the future. He gladly accepted them, and smiled in thanks while she got herself situated. \n\nSsarak of course noticed Meirin's uneasiness as she sat down. Her condition was something that was actually easy to forget about as of late, since her medicine was rather effective at mitigating the symptoms. He was already well-aware of her narcolepsy, so there was no need for him to ask if she was alright. Rather, he just addressed her question. \"They were representatives of the Scorched Lands. Uicle asked me to speak to them, to gather information. What I learned from them does have rather dire implications for my homeland, but...well, there is no reason to worry about it at this very moment. I think we both deserve to be able to just...ignore these stresses, if only for a moment.\"\n\nPausing a moment, Ssarak looked around at the garden surrounding them, closed his eyes, and took in a deep breath. \"This place has such vibrance, does it not? So full of life. Plants are a rarity in the Scorched Lands, and none have the color of these. I remember the first time I saw a forest. The caravan driver nearly abandoned me for how many times I stopped and stared in awe at every tree or plant.\"\n\nAlong with the many flowers and other plants, the garden had its share of bees, butterflies, and other insect life. Most insects tended to be annoying, more than anything, but from what Ssarak gathered, butterflies were a welcomed guest in most outings. Being simple-minded creatures, most insects were not difficult for a psychomancer to manipulate, at least not individually. Spotting one flying nearby, he held out his finger in front of Meirin, then compelled the colorful creature to land on it. \"When a butterfly first landed on me, I actually started flailing my arm trying to get it off of me.\" He added with a chuckle. \"I thought it was going to inject me with some manner of poison. Harmless creatures, even insects, are a rarity in my homeland. I am much more familiar with this place now, but I am sure it will not be long before I do something to completely embarrass myself in front of you. Do not worry, you have my permission to laugh, when it comes.\" Ssarak said with a grin.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Lyn Marik", "text": "Lyn\nLyn was still coughing when she padded out of the kitchens as the earlier fire was finally smothered, all thanks to the combined aid of the four girls' actions. The child had a rough time at first getting the older girls' attentions. After a lot of tugging their clothes, their eyes finally realize what she was pointing at and with all three herbamancers, the plants had smothered the fire finally causing it to die out. It was a good thing there was a homemade garden on the counter else they would never have been able to put it out and the whole college would've been drowning in smoke. Already, the small, black puffs billowed out into the mess hall as she quickened her exiting herself. \n\nHer ears caught the sounds of people muttering and talking, their eyes all fixed on the elderly man who was talking to Uncle Uicle earlier. Their head seemed fixed upon the man while a student, Meirin, lead him back to his sit and shortly took off to the outside of the hallway. It wouldn't be long now before the demonstrations happened and that meant she would have to seek out her dad before they started, or at least someone to stay with and watch them with her. \n\nHer mind drifted to Alaira only to discard it when her mind recalled what happened in the caravan. Despite Alaira's insistence she wasn't mad, the child felt guilt and regret. Her Aunt had been hurt because of her and for that, Lyn couldn't bring herself to seeing the half elf. After her mind was made up, she started to head toward the staff table and away from Alaira. \n\nIt hadn't helped her middle was getting hungry again, her memory soon recalled her had forgotten to eat before her attention was grabbed by the sudden appearance of the fire, she immediately looked for some place to get a bite. Her eyes fell on the appetizer table and her lips curled up into a smile. Without considering the fact her legs were shorter than the adults, Lyn gently pushed her way through the crowds and toward the table where a few individuals were gathered instead of staring at Ovak. On reaching it, Lyn came to it and soon noted her height was still too short. When her head tried to peer over the edge, her hands used the edge to aid her higher but she could barely see the items laid out on the table surface. Naturally it wasn't enough so Lyn pushed up onto her tippytoes to try to get a better look. Her feet wobbled unsteadily before they abruptly gave to one side causing her to trip sideways. \n\nShe closed her eyes, expecting to fall down, and feel the hard floor in her landing. Instead, she smacked into someone else!", "username": "Fallenreaper" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Tyrael Marchosias (His current alias), Karnage Urabrask Vorinclex (His true full name), Master Demonology Professor (College Title), Forge Master (Occupation Title)", "text": "Tyrael Marcroias\n\nTyrael brought Lyn over to the puppet show, where they were just ending the story of a knight versus a warrior in green. Tyrael may have heard the tale before, with some Aesop involving honesty or some such. He and Lyn arrived just in time to see the knight engage in a game of decapitation against the green warrior: he was to allow the green warrior to lop off his head, just as knight lopped off the green warriors' head so long ago. However the knight flinched as the axe swung, causing the blade to miss. The green warrior mocked the knight for cowardliness and for his second swing the knight closed his eyes, and the warrior missed again. He mocked the knight for being unable to face his death, and so the knight vowed to watch his own head roll, staying perfectly still. The warrior swung his axe once more, but only nicked the knight instead of cutting off his head. Then the green warrior congratulated the knight for his bravery, revealed his trickery, and the story ended. Tyrael honestly lost interest around the second attempt at decapitation. \n\nAfter the end of the that story the puppeteers were about to begin the second story, first passing around a donation box. The money was going to go to the Hysterical Arts of Craft and Ventriloquism. Those who attended the caravan mission to Hysteria may briefly remember the same organization who preformed a street show, using larger puppets and with more dramatic flair (and fire). Tyrael was in the middle of digging out some gold coins from a portal when he was approached by Meirin and Ssarak. He turned towards the two as he took out a gaudy dagger made of gold and a purple silk handle. He tossed the dagger nonchalantly into the donation box.\n\nAs with all students, Tyrael had very little relation towards the students. He knew Meirin only has a warrior from Djarkel who has recently purchased some of his weapons and has a particular disdain towards demonkind. Despite that, Tyrael \"likes\" her (As in doesn't have any plans to harm her) as her passionate hatred for demons will be useful for the coming war, and he was no stranger to people distrusting him for his demon blood. It's fairly normal at this point. Ssarak was seen in a lesser light by Tyrael, as he sees the Eysire as the other reason Athalus and Mar ended up intoxicated enough to elope. Admittedly Tyrael was harder on Athalus for being the one who actually did the deed, but that didn't mean Ssarak was seen much better. His only saving grace was that by this point Tyrael has nearly forgotten who Ssarak was, aside from the fact he was a student of Satori, and with it the fallen orc has largely forgotten why he had a reason to hate Ssarak. Though he still doesn't like him.\n\n\"Kurenai. Dyreackthanose. Good afternoon to you as well. I have finally found time to enjoy myself today. I hope that the feast has been peaceful for you?\" Tyrael sincerely hoped so, because for once he was not in a mood to kill something right now. He wanted to show Lyn a good time around the college and not have to worry about protecting her, killing someone, or reigning in demons. As he spoke the bag of candy being balanced on his head nearly fell, but Tyrael caught it in his hand before it could spill on the ground. Pretending that he had intended to do that, Tyrael offered some caramel candies for Meirin and Ssarak. \"We should find ourselves a seat. The show is about to begin.\"", "username": "Lucius Cypher" }, { "char_name": "Lyn Marik", "text": "Lyn\n\nLyn nearly jumped when she felt Meirin's finger brushed her cheek, her mind engrossed into the show for a moment during the end. Immediately her hand whipped up and tried to brush the tickling away, confused at the cause on her expression until she registered the voice causing her look down instinctively. Her arms held tightly to Tyrael's head while she leaned over the edge to smile over Mei. Her golden eyes brightened to see the red haired and green eyed woman underneath her. Her little lips crept into a smile at the sight as she waved from on top of Tyrael's shoulder, her head looked beyond to notice Ssarak had followed the older student as well. \n\nLyn's voice spoke out loud through the rune after Mei bowed and asked her question, followed by Ssarak's greeting toward her Uncle. Letting Tyrael answer, she looked at Mei then proceeded to show it off. \"Look at what Leith gave me. It's a rune where I can talk with my thoughts! Isn't it neat?\" \n\nTo let the woman examine it, Lyn held it out in her hand then tried to pass it to the woman while leaning from her perch. She wasn't frightened because she knew her uncle would catch her if she went too far over, even as he was digging out coin for donations, and so the odds of her hitting the ground was very, very slim. She didn't realize her sweet bag was on the verge of toppling over on the other hand. At least, until it suddenly came crashing to the ground. For Lyn tried to snatch it only to have Tyrael's large hand be faster. It plopped right into his palm as he offered them to the pair, making Lyn smile in relief, and her body returned to sit back upright. Her chin rested on the Fallen Orc's head comfortably settling in.", "username": "Fallenreaper" }, { "char_name": "Althalus Marik", "text": "Althalus\n\nAlthalus quirked an eyebrow at Alaira's tone. \"Jealous that I've got all her attention? Don't worry, I'm sure Mar can find the time to talk to you. We're done and both relatively presentable. I swear.\" He teased grinning up at the half-elf. His grin slipped away at Alaira's distaste. \"Don't worry. Lyn isn't with us, she's with 'the demon-thing'.\" He paused for a moment, obviously considering if he should really try this again before continuing with a sigh. \n\n\"You have to make your peace with Tyrael at some point Alaira. Lyn likes him and if you want to be around Lyn you're going to have to be around him more. You're both more similar than you'd like to admit. You both want to protect Lyn, Mar, and, strangely enough, me. Both of you, for some damned reason, think you're monsters that don't have a chance of redemption. So, if you're not here to chat with Mar, why don't you go and find Tyrael and Lyn? Have a fun day with the both of them and realize that perhaps Tyrael isn't as bad as you thought and maybe you can learn to trust him. After all, he hasn't threatened you with death. Horrific death, I might add. He may even like you, if you weren't so busty threatening him all the time.\"\n\nAlthalus glanced back into Den before continuing. \"If you don't want to go chat with Tyrael and Lyn you could always chat with Mar. I think she might enjoy the company. Don't tell her I said that though, Naga pride and all that.\" He winked conspiratorially at Alaira.", "username": "Rtron" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nTo be polite, Ssarak accepted one of the caramels, while leaving the rest for Lyn. Giving a nod, he took a seat nearby to wait for the show. Although, he actually did not know where or what kind of show it was going to be; he was simply present to see Lyn. Given their surroundings, he guessed that it was a show meant for children. Of course, with Tyrael's well-known propensity towards violence, Ssarak actually did not know what the fallen demon would consider suitable for a young child. \n\nWhen Lyn started to speak, or rather, the rune on her person, it actually took Ssarak a bit by surprise. He knew how well-developed Lyn's mind was, so it was a kind gesture for Leith to give her such a gift as that rune. However, Ssarak found himself curious about how Leith came into possession of such a rune. It had a rather specialized purpose which would not be useful in many other circumstances. He supposed Leith could have simply requested it from a runecrafter like Val, but that would likely require payment, which would have made it an even greater kindness. \n\nSsarak leaned in to get a closer look at the rune. \"Indeed it is. I am guessing that it is nice to not require a psychomancer to relay your thoughts to others? Although, be careful not to become too complacent with it. You will still need to practice speaking normally; that is even better than having a rune, I can assure you.\"", "username": "EliteCommander" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Lyn Marik", "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": "Tyrael Marchosias (His current alias), Karnage Urabrask Vorinclex (His true full name), Master Demonology Professor (College Title), Forge Master (Occupation Title)", "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": "Keri Wolf", "text": "Keri wished that she could take back the words at once after they snaked out of her mouth. It wasn't really out of anger which caused her to act that way, well not entirely anyway. Yes it was indeed becoming an uncontrollable amount. Keri knew her attempts of keeping it under control were proving difficult. Thankfully she would be able to unleash that fury to the one that had cause this grief in the first place.\n\nShe closely watched Satori as her old friend turned her attention back towards the bear. Keri eyes shifted towards Ssarak, as if she was about to ask something. The bear towards Satori's direction causing Keri's eyes to shift back. She intently focused on the cobblestone as her friend's footsteps drew closer. As Satori stopped in front of her once more causing her to look into her friend's face again.\n\nAs Satori laid out that she was starting to become a vampire, Keri lifted her bitten hand. A filthy piece cloth laid somewhat loosely upon the wound. She carefully started to examine her arm only now to notice filth on unnoticed claw marks. Her face paled as fear replaced the tightly held hope. She felt her knees lock in place then turned to jello. Air seemed in Keri's mind thinner forcing her to take shallower breaths.\n\n\" What do you mean by turning into a vampire. That's impossible Satori.\" Keri whispered, begging almost, as gravity forced her to fall hard on her knees.", "username": "Demonic Angel" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "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": "Helena Axford", "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": "Keri Wolf", "text": "Keri Wolf Lyn's Hunt\n\nThe vampire thought it would work. The original plan was so simple, use the Cosh to attack the assassin. Yet the masked man didn't seem to be worried. He didn't move to block or move. The man had just moved to attack. Keri heard the tearing of clothes, followed by a clang making the weapon bouncing back, which was when she had rolled. The knives had scratched her enough to leave a shallow red furrows on her shoulder in her escape.\n\nAt the end of the roll was when the Cosh reappeared. The girl was about to react just before the bugger grasped her boot with its mouth. This made Keri unable to move away as he jerked his head. She was propelled into a tree a few feet away. Nothing seemed break as the girl slammed horizontally into the tree. She tried scrambled to her feet only to let out a pained cry. There was something wrong. The pain of movement was lingering stabs as she moved unlike the experience with the broken bones.\n\nKeri gritted her teeth as she forced herself up. If anyone was paying attention they could clearly see tears forming in her eyes. The girl leaned onto the tree for support as she cursed. She noticed it was the bigger one from before. The vampire held a breath, hopping to help muffled the scream, as she ran towards the Cosh's left side. The slash was towards the head as Keri positioned herself sideways for an easier block afterwards. If the Cosh didn't attack or block the girl during the attack then there would be another wound to piss it off.", "username": "Demonic Angel" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak was already focusing intently on the Knight, so he was ready in an instant when he began to attack. His opponent threw at him what appeared to be his only good means of close quarters attack and defense, then rushed at him with only his fists. It was a questionable decision, in Ssarak's mind, and one he intended to punish him for. \n\nSince his shield was already at the ready, it took only a quick movement to bring up his own shield to protect his head. He held it forward and at an angle to deflect the incoming shield, and more importantly, the force it carried with it. Meanwhile, Ssarak also swung his mace low as hard as he could muster, directly towards the knight's incoming fist. Ssarak intended to break his attacker's hand, and if he missed, his mace would still continue on to strike the knight's torso with frightening force. Ssarak was too focused on aiming his strike to pay close attention to what Meirin was doing, but he trusted in her abilities to help.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut", "text": "Colette, Khan's Office\n\nColette closed the door behind her, not taking her eyes off her best friend as she found a seat nearby. \"The mission just ended I think\" she gave a light shudder at mentioning what just happened. She felt a little guilty for going against her own teacher, but she couldn't bring herself to regret her actions. She looked at Annabeth as she spoke again. Colette took noticed of the girl that was near Annabeth and didn't recognize her. She nodded.\n\n\"Um ok then\" Colette said. She watched as Annabeth handed the girl off to a guy she didn't notice that was in the room and she felt a little guilty for not seeing him, she had a lot of things on her mind and all she could focus on was Annabeth the moment she walked into the office. She sat back trying to get comfortable, but she was finding it extremely hard to as her thoughts went back to the mission. She closed her eyes and tried to get her mind out of it, but this was something that she always suffered these thoughts if her other half, the ugly, darker part of her came out of her cage even a little bit, until she talked to someone to talk to. Months ago she probably would have believed she could trust no one, but she had Lucilia, Khan, and even Keri to talk to. \n\nShe looked towards the guy that was currently holding the girl, Lyn as Annabeth called her, and let her eyes wander his form. She didn't have a hint of disdain or mistrust in her eyes as she checked him over.\n\n\"So Rathel right?\" Colette said shyly, not knowing how to start a conversation with someone she didn't know. She had to find time to work on her social skins. Perhaps if she saw Keri again or even Annabeth she could try. \"So what type of demon are you, if you don;t mind me asking.\" She felt fur brush her leg and saw her newest demon, Atticus, had entered the office without her noticing and had laid down against her legs. On top of his back was Hyllos, who was still unconscious and much to Colette's relief didn't look too injured from the fighting.\n\nShe turned her head as she heard footsteps approaching the office and she turned her head slowly as the door opened.", "username": "Luna" }, { "char_name": "E'nasha Williams", "text": "E'nasha Williams Lyn's Hunt\n\n\"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.\"\nWell, great. bugs and broken legs and- whatever this guy is doing now...? E'nasha watched as Leith started draining the grass around them of water, drying it out slowly. That's one way to kill a plant. She wasn't sure what she could do to help him, if anything, so she focused on the bug-man as he spoke. \"Wait, so he can control plants and turn into bugs at will? Those bloods don't really occur in one person very much.\" She said to Leith as the trees began moving towards them.\n\nShe thought about trying to force the trees away or make them grow so fast that the other herbamancer lost control, but those plans probably wouldn't work. More than definitely he was a higher level than her with his magic, and had more practice than she did in fighting actual fights. She'd have to think of something else. Leith pointed out to the man that his brother was fighting a losing battle against two other college students, she didn't see what happened next though as her attention was taken by the girl she'd seen passed out earlier walking towards them. \n\nThe girl called to Leith in a shaky voice, and E'nasha went over to her to help support the girl as she stood. \"Hey, take it easy. You were just out cold. I'm glad you're awake now but there's no need to push yourself.\" She said as she tried to move the girl away from the fight, or at least sit her down. \"I'm E'nasha, by the way. Herbamancer, just like you right?\" She let her gaze stray from the girl's face as the trees got close enough to start swinging at them.\n\n\"Great. Hold still a moment!\" She said to Summer and Leith as she bent one of the not-currently-hostile trees over to create a sort of shield for the trio, bending another one over as well to create a small space where they were less likely to get crushed by flailing branches. \"Hopefully this holds for a while.\"\n\nE'nasha flinched as one hit sounded as if it would break the trees in two, starting to say her thoughts out loud to get her mind off it. \"So, bugs. I don't know if he'll fall for it, but, if we can get him to transform into his little bug-swarm, I have seeds for a carnivorous plant that could eat some of the bugs. That should damage him a bit, right?\" A half-baked crazy idea, but it was literally all that was popping into her head at the moment.", "username": "Vesuvius00" }, { "char_name": "E'nasha Williams", "text": "(Dang glitchy double posts)", "username": "Vesuvius00" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nThe incoming shield flying towards Ssarak deflected at an angle off of his own shield, just as planned. Although, his attempt to cripple the knight was not quite as successful. The knight's reactions were quick, and Ssarak could not redirect his mace quite fast enough to meet his fist head-on. The knight delivered a heavy blow to Ssarak's stomach, though so too did Ssarak's mace slam at full force into the knight's chestplate. Ssarak was knocked out of breath, and he expected the knight to at least have a broken rib or two. \n\nDespite his lack of breath, Ssarak had h is guard up in an instant, and was starting to bring his mace around for another blow when he noticed that his opponent was oddly…still. He did not raise his guard, nor push the attack, but rather just stood, almost as if in shock. He coughed, then collapsed down to his knees. Slowly, blood started to pour from a razor-thin line at his neck before his seemingly lifeless body collapsed entirely to the ground. \n\nSsarak was not certain of what Meirin had done exactly, but it had evidently pierced through the weaker armor at his neck and slit his throat, or even partially beheaded him. With that threat eliminated, Ssarak wanted to just stop and embrace Meirin. To check on her well-being, and confirm to himself that she was safe, but unfortunately, the fight was not entirely over. Nearby, he could easily see that some of the others were still in trouble. A mage, evidently an herbamancer, was manipulating the trees themselves to attack them. He needed to give them help, and the best way he could see to do that quickly was to grab and keep the mage's focus on himself. Ssarak turned to the herbamancer and let out a loud, animalistic roar to hopefully capture his attention. He stood in an aggressive, slightly hunched over posture with his boot pressed against the helmet of the herbamancer's dead ally. At the same time, Ssarak telepathically probed into the mage's mind to see if he had any wards to speak of.", "username": "EliteCommander" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nAt Ssarak's signal, Meirin bursted through one of the windows. She relied on Ssarak to provide a distraction as she moved in with her weapon ready to strike down any foe. This thief was no ordinary robber; his skills and agility told her that he was at least a professional, possibly even an assassin. She wouldn't be surprised considering the things they ran into when they go to Djarkel. And the fact that they went after a specific package, an important one no less, made it too obvious to Meirin that this was the work of someone working from the shadows. And if that was the case, than these thieves wouldn't be alone.\n\nMeirin had only managed to grab her monk's spade from the carriage, though she had a couple of star knives on her too. She took out two of them and looked for any foe trying to hide to foil their sneak attack. Meirin herself hide within the shadows of the building, taking full advantage of Ssarak's distraction and everyone else coming in at the same time. \"I'm inside. How many enemies do you see Ssarak?\"", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Lyn Marik", "text": "Nox Alignment Ceremony\n\n,@Lucius Cypher, @May, & @Luna\n\n\nDarell closed his eyes, bracing for the pain that would follow and tried to scramble back before he lost his grip. The beast's tentacles reached for him just when two fireballs shoot out at the creature's side. It screamed inhumanly while smoke flew off its hide, searing many dark tentacles and catching the beast's attention. Taking the chance presented, Darell pushed himself upward. His foot reached and tried to find purchase, only to slip back down and nearly caused him to lose his footing. \n\n\"Shit!\" He cursed again. \n\nThe Uth that Helena hit wasn't quite down as it turned its attention onto her. Jaws snarled and snapped, drool dripped from its maw at the treat nearby. Thump! The beast felt the decay magic spread rapidly from its wounds as it snaked through its system. It screamed and tried to claw out the blade only to topple then die. \n\nDrake's, however, was a bit more durable. It took the hit and shook itself, before dropping the man's foot as he back peddled away. Baring teeth, its hooves clattered across the floor and charged toward Althalus. \n\n~Althalus~ \n\nAthalus' Uth growled then lounged. Its tentacles smacked across the front of itself to shield its body and its maw clamped down on Athalus' hand with his remaining dagger. \n\nUncovering Shadows\nLyn, Hysteria (Djarkel)\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nLyn bit her lip. She thought a moment, considering the request and her own abilities limits. Her arms wrapped about herself as she thought back to her lessons. In theory it was possible that she could protect him by using her plants. Mostly if she focused on it solely and wasn't interrupted, but she worried her skill level was far lower than she had hoped. In addition, the window above would have to remain open in order for her to be of any use at all. If Ssarak got hurt, not only would Mei kill her, but she would be responsible for it. Lyn inhaled as she shrugged the worry off. \n\nThe fight was likely to be most difficult. Especially since she doubted they would simply surround and allow themselves to be arrested, at least if they were good thieves. She had a hard enough time in sparring matches with her god father, could she actually take a life in cold blood let alone in self defense? A childish, naive part of her didn't want to learn. Not speaking for several more moments, she let the others speak in her silence. \n\nShe flinched at Keri's irritation as the vampire snapped at Ssarak, insisting it wasn't preplanned. When Keri turned to her then asked if she could make some plant dummies and place them around the door, Lyn nodded that she could. \n\n\"I can, and also I can support from up here. Through the main issue is the hatch because leaving it open will expose me and if any of them have any long distance weapons, that could an issue,\" she admitted and voiced her worry. Instinctively she pulled her seeds, what was left of them, from her belt. She took a single seed then pulsed her magic through it. The seedling began to sprout before it formed a Y shape and strung a small, rubbery vine between the two top points. It was a crude slingshot for the moment but it would do for her purposes. \n\nLyn frowned at Ssarak when he stated he could create enough distraction for all of them causing her eyebrow to raise. Not figuring this was the time to argue, she moved into position near the hatch. She readied her weapon as she looked to the Esyire to lead the assault. When his count hit go, Lyn pulled back her first seed then readied her aim. \n\n-Within the Warehouse- \n\nEverything was silent. Boxes piled on top of each other creating haphazardly towers about the stone floors, providing excellent cover for those within. Light poured in from the overhead hatch and illuminated the Esyire to all those present. Everything seemed bizarrely silent for the warehouse which one might question of the students actually were correct in their assumptions that the thief had come here. \n\nSeveral things happened at once. \n\nA weight on chain came flying out of the nearest shadow to Ssarak's back. It was aimed at the Esyire's joint where the wing and back connected, intending to cripple him. Any attempts to grab would be retaliated on for certain. A inkling, if the assault's mind was being read, would reveal another Esyire who was older, faster and had a knack for Nox magic at the novice level. Through it was unlikely his magic could reach the same level as the other students, it was still likely to be crippling should he use his breath. \n\nMeanwhile, Lyn leaned out to shot the seed from her sling-shot. Her eyes narrowed and focused on the Esyire whose movement revealed himself, only to hear the twang of a crossbow release. It came from the far side of the room where the deepest shadows were. A place where Meirin had likely hidden herself upon entering the building. \n\n \"Shit!\" Lyn cursed out loud, her figure jerked back to attempt to avoid the arrow. The seed, on instinct, bursted in her hand and immediately hardened into bark causing the arrow to embed into the surface. Frightened and surprised, the hybrid landed back on her ass end with a heavy thump right when the hatch slammed shut. It would take her several moments to get it back open, but at least she would be safe from attacks for the time. \n\nWhen the hatch slammed shut, there was shuffling in the shadows where the arrow came from and already the man was busying reloading a new shot. It was unlikely he would remain where he was when he fired again so the students better move fast.", "username": "Fallenreaper" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Helena Axford", "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": "Veretu Olend", "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": "The Cander Village", "text": "---\n\n\n\nAt the Twilight College, Elise blinked at the response from the tall man in front of her. She did notice he tried to shroud himself with his beautiful wings and her eyes were sparkling in awe. \"W-What d-do y-you m-mean h-he's n-not a-a k-kitty c-cat?\" Elise asked, curiously to the man who had awe inspiring wings. She heard Black Kitty's response to her and giggled cutely towards the talking black cat. \"Y-You a-are v-very c-cute,\" Elise said, looking at the kitty cat. She had cute little eyes looking at the black kitty, she had always wanted a kitty cat. \n\nElise noticed ahead of them, a dwarf woman covered in soot from working at a blacksmithing forge. She walked forward to greet the woman, even though she stays away from forges in her hometown because they craft swords mostly. \"I-I g-guess, I-I s-should g-greet m-myself,\" Elise thought to herself, nervously but she didn't fall on her face again. She gently smiles towards the woman who's approaching them. \"H-H-Hello…,\" Elise stuttered, nervously because of the fact she's nervous around new people. She cutely and gently sighs and tried to become calm around new people.\n\nElise had stopped walking right next to the man with beautiful dragon wings at closer inspection. She only wanted to get closer to the black kitty cat. \"I-I s-so w-want t-to p-pet t-the k-kitty,\" Elise thought to herself, while looking at the black cat in awe of his' adorableness. She was looked up for a bit and had a smile on her face. She waited for the person who approached them to speak since she wanted to introduce herself unless, she's already known for coming here.", "username": "Landaus Five-One" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Keri Wolf", "text": "The woman wasn't expecting for this to happen. In a way the young woman had a feeling something would go wrong. After all who steals something in broad daylight that? They must have known they were coming. They must have known there was a vampire with the group. With this factor in motion the young woman was literally forced back into a human. Fine with her considering this manageable. The chest might have damaged her knee but this wouldn't stop her. Only death would stop the girl.\n\n\"You and your friends,\" his tone held a smug and cocky tone in each word, \"should never have followed. Now you will not live to see another day!\" \n\n\" We do seem to pop into situations like this a lot do we? Hmmm... Honestly I never thought about this before. It felt so natural considering these people are my friends and family. Perhaps we will have a long talk about learning each other's fighting styles after this mission. Then again I would die for each and everyone of this people. So if today is the day I'm killed for those I love and care for then so be it. Though I hate to be the bearer of bad news but this isn't the day.\" The woman remarked placing her hand into the bag at her side. Some of them had broken do to the impact earlier. Fair considering she hadn't completely thought the movement out completely. The limb grabbed four candies out, popping the sweets into her mouth, the other gripping the shield tighter. \" Since you're my opponent I'm wondering if I should just place the shield and sword on the ground. Then again I can't guarantee you won't fight fair so I'm leaving the choice up sir. After all we're one semi-equal terms.\"", "username": "Demonic Angel" }, { "char_name": "Aramir Ryk(generally does not give her last name)", "text": "Diplomacy at Yarosmere\n\nAramir was slow to follow the group, her bow still out. She kept her eyes on Yolin, the only living threat in the room that she could do something against, and followed. She didn't trust them to not do anything, but much to her surprise, the King merely held a hand out to Yolin and they were allowed to leave. She barely heard Darius as they entered the parlor, immediately destringing her bow and going to Mar's side. \"Hey.\" She said softly, standing next to the Naga and putting hugging her. \"We'll make this right. The college won't stand for this, and we'll fix it. We can't undo what's been done, but we can bring justice. I'm sorry Mar. We need to go though.\" She reached into Mar's pocket, fishing out the stone. In an instant, she had cracked it in her hands. A moment later, Resistance Members were leaping out of the shadows, armed and ready for a fight. \n\nMuch to their surprise, there was nothing to do. Rather than waiting for an explanation, they hurried everyone back through the shadows and out of the Palace, not feeling safe at all.\n\nOnce back into the Resistance Headquarters, the College students informed the leaders what had happened. Sahra cursed quietly and the man merely shook his head, moving deeper into the Headquarters. Thanking the students for trusting them, giving them the pick of recently stolen weapons for the trouble they had been through, and beseeching them to get the aid of the College in the ongoing rebellion in Yarasmere, Sahra opened more portals, quickly sending them outside of College grounds. They had much to tell the teachers.\n\nMISSION OVER. \n\nBack in Yarosmere\n\nYolin looked at the King, confused. \"Why did you let the hereteics go, my lord? They were aligned with an abomination.\" The King smiled slightly, shaking his head. \"The Sand God has plans for everyone, Yolin. Even Heretics and abominations. They have not yet achieved their purpose. They will though. In time.\"\n\nHe walked back into the palace halls, calling back to Yolin as he did so. \"Clean up the mess, and make the army ready. War is coming.\"", "username": "Rtron" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Summer Flores", "text": "Location-College\n\n\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nSummer was just coming back from her Yasomere mission. She felt tired; her hair was all ragged and disgusting. Smiling she walked faster towards the familiar gates of the college. Seeing them reminded her of when she first arrived here. She thought about the little tower that had become her home those 8 long years ago and only hoped it was alright. It was her last link to her parents. She could only hope her parents were alive and well, even if it's away from her.\n\nShe stopped her fast walking, her mind wrapping around the sadness and unsolved confusion of the entire thing, that day was suppose to be a happy day for her, but it turned out to be the second worst day of her life, her first being the day her mage blood nearly killed her. Reaching up, she fingered the crown like thing that was on her head, she could feel the remnants of her mom's powerful magic inside the small jewel, which sealed her mage blood until she was ready to control it, one section of a time.\n\nSeeing she was getting left behind, she walked again towards the college and stopped when she saw a person she didn't recognise in front of the gates. Smoothing her hair, she walked towards the person and realized it was a male.\n\n\"Hello\" her soft voice said.", "username": "Luna" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nIn many ways, a mental fight could mirror a physical one. The strength of an attack, the timing, giving proper preparations for defense: they were all vital to success. Ssarak and his doppelgangers all stood at a safe distance, not advancing nor retreating. So far, he had not yet even raised his weapon against the attacking Esyire, and yet, he had already attacked full-force. The Esyire's mind was distracted, and an opportunity had been created. Ssarak just had to avoid letting it slip away. This man was a mercenary, which meant that his conviction could possibly be shaken. \n\n\"You see? I do not wish to harm you. There is no need for any of us to be hurt. You have been deceived.\" Ssarak began, each sentence originating either from himself, or one of his doppelgangers. All the while, he was tugging at the strings of the Esyire's mind. He was careful not to do so as overtly as he had to distract his mind in the first place. Instead, he manipulated emotions tugging at the thoughts in the back of his mind. Whenever the Esyire locked eyes with Ssarak or a doppelganger, he suppressed emotions of anger, and instead encouraged those associated with authority and trust. Ssarak wanted to push his mind in the direction to believe the words that followed. \"The package is certainly important, but the gold is not worth your lives. Think about it: if your employer is willing to pay so greatly for this thing, would we not also have our best protecting it? They were counting on you escaping your pursuers. The College is a force of equal strength to entire kingdoms, due to our mastery of magic. This is not a fight you can win, but it is one you can survive, and even profit from still. Your allies will fall to mine if they continue to fight, and while I do not relish the idea of killing my kin, I shall do so if you force me to.\"\n\nRight on the mention of their race, Ssarak, encouraged just a few hints of pride within the Esyire; just enough to bring up the thoughts of kinship that one could feel towards another of their own kind. Particularly for Esyire outside the homeland, members of their race were few and far between, and they were more often outsiders within any given group. Ssarak was an Esyire, and therefore one who could understand whatever position this Esyire was likely in. Those were the ideas that Ssarak's magic was attempting to strengthen. \"You can be forgiven for attacking us, and rewarded for helping us. For a fellow mage, the college can offer money, but also so much more. Do not throw your lives away; you can all survive this.\" \n\nAs soon as he made mention of the Esyire's companions, Ssarak once again delved into the memories that it brought up. He wanted to know if these other mercenaries were friends that the Esyire cared about, or just people he happened to be working with.", "username": "EliteCommander" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Keri Wolf", "text": "The eerie silence was rather unsettling for the vampire, making her grip tighten more on the handle, as the wait continued. A few more moments of silence between them as his foot moved the chest away in order to add tension to this encounter, making the girl question her methods, than it happened. Quick snapping of the finger causing three colors to blind together fairly well. Slowly the woman's stomach churned as a vile taste formed upon her tongue.\n\nNaturally the enemy had to be a pyromancer. Naturally these people had to choose the middle of broad daylight to attack. Ever single student was forced into a sticky situation without any type of warning. The one thing she wasn't expecting was that one quick movement. Keri forced the shield upwards, angling it just enough to keep the man's motion stopped, and for a bit of pushing back. The girl's sword was swiped to his side in attempt to either force the human back or hit him.", "username": "Demonic Angel" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nAs the thieves started to make their escape, Ssarak's priorities shifted. The fire was a serious concern, and not one he was going to take lightly. They needed to get out of the warehouse just as quickly as the thieves were. As quickly as he could, Ssarak sent a telepathic message to all of his allies. \"A fire is spreading; secure that package and evacuate the warehouse as quickly as you can!\"\n\nAs he scanned the minds of his allies to get a sense of their status, Ssarak heard Lyn's thoughts, and the apparent danger that \"they\" were in. Whoever \"they\" might be; he seemed to remember both he and Keri leaving the roof.\n\nGetting as much of a run up as he could, Ssarak ran forward, jumped, and flapped his wings as hard as he could to get as much distance off of the ground as he could. The interior of the warehouse was cluttered, so an actual \"flight\" was not possible, but he was able to use his wings to essentially jump to the top of some of the higher stacked crates, then jump again to the roof hatch he had dropped through initially. \n\nSsarak climbed up through the hatch as quickly as he could, but his general bulk still made that take a few moments. In that time, he saw a large Orc woman throw another stranger to the ground, then flee off of the roof. Lyn, meanwhile, looked drained from the all-too-recognizable signs of blood sickness. Ssarak himself was feeling fatigued from his own magical exertions, so if she had been fighting someone, he could only imagine that she had pushed herself to her limits. \n\nQuickly, Ssarak peered into the surface thoughts of the stranger on the ground. Naturally, there was aggression towards the Orc he had just been fighting, but none of the thoughts towards Lyn were similarly hostile. Whoever he was, he was obviously not with the thieves, so Ssarak set his sights back on the Orc. \n\nOnce again, Ssarak took to the skies, leaping off of the roof in the same direction as the Orc. He needed to act quickly, but he could not risk using his magic for any significant spells. He had exerted himself heavily during the fight in the warehouse, so trying to use more magic now could just end up debilitating him. But, he was still more than capable of fighting through more traditional means, and he wanted a prisoner. If he could spot the Orc, he would swoop down upon her full force with his mace. He intended to disable her, even if it meant breaking some bones, but more than that, he wanted to see if he could quickly find and remove her rune as well so that she did not also burst into flames.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Henri Larue", "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": "Helena Axford", "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nBack at School \n\nHelena noted the way that she was looked at. She was sure the other girl was gawaked at for her height around others. But as she looked her over more she noted that it was much more than just her height. Her brow quirked some as she wondered what it was that had disfigured her so. And yet hadn't touched her face.\n\nShe took the offered hand in her much smaller one though she shook with a strength that her size hide. She was decently strong for her height and weight. \"Well it is a pleasure,\" she replied with a smile, dropping her hand back down to her side before sliding both of them in through her belt. \"Rather gathered you were a student though.\"", "username": "May" }, { "char_name": "Henri Larue", "text": "After quite an eventful first encounter, Henri was finally going to the college. Even though the people who were with Lyn were prepared for anyone who got wounded, Henri didn't receive even a scratch, other than his sore and exhausted body, of course. After resting for a bit, he was ready to go. Lyn, on the other hand, needed some special care. From what Henri understood, she got sick because she used too much of her magic. Henri was a lot of things, but he wasn't heartless. Lyn was such a fragile, innocent girl... He felt a bit responsible for how she felt after their fight with the orc woman. If he was in a better physical condition, she wouldn't have to force herself like that...\n\nAlready on the carriage, Henri sat down near Lyn. But instead of talking to her, teasing her & etc. He simply stood quiet, looking through the window. Many thoughts passed through his head at that moment... Even though orcs were difficult opponents, he should be more than capable of handling himself... Maybe he was neglecting his training? Albeit short, it was undeniable that the time he spent out of the circus, he didn't train like he was used to. Maybe that was taking a toll on his flexibility and agility?\n\nInterrupting his thoughts, Henri felt something snuggling up to him. To his surprise, it was Lyn. Worried that if he moved he would scare her away, so he gently and slowly turned his head towards her. Her skin felt a bit colder than usual... it was a bit strange... Maybe that was because what happened after the fight...\n\nWith a chuckle and a discreet smile, Henri gently put his hand over her head, gently passing it through her hair. Looking at her like that, she looked like a small animal. Innocent and fragile. To think that such a delicate little thing passed through so much was really surprising. He would leave the teasing for later, for now, Henri would just let her rest. Looking through the window again, he resumed his thoughts.\n\n\"Twilight College just ahead, folks.\" The driver said, alerting Henri and making him quickly pull back his hand, which he inadvertently \nkept over Lyn's head, playing with her hair. Exactly as Henri thought it would happen, Lyn was the first one to get out.\n\n \"Oh, geeze… ow…owie!\" Henri heard Lyn saying as she stretched herself.\n\n\"So... This little kitten is finally awake!\" Henri said with a chuckle and an amused expression as he got down from the carriage.\n\n\"Not a big fan of cold?\" Henri asked, looking to Lyn with a mischievous smirk, obviously referring to what happened on the carriage.\n\nThe trip was a long one, and just like Lyn, Henri also needed to stretch himself, albeit in a... slightly different way...\n\nAs he walked towards her, in a slow and fluid motion, Henri leaned forward, putting one hand on the ground as one of his legs went up, followed by his other hand down and his other leg up, ending as he returned to a standing up position right besides Lyn, in the same slow, fluid way, continuing in the same speed as he was when walking. As he did so, you could hear his joints snapping.\n\nAs he stopped near her, he looked to the college in front of him. He had never been there before. It would really be an interesting experience.\n\n\"The college is really something, huh?\" He said.\n\n\"So, can you show me around? I'm really curious about everything.\" He said laughing.", "username": "13org" }, { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "text": "Leith Calder\n\nLeith had been quiet for most of the ride back to the college. He had a lot to think about from the encounter with the people who tried to steal the box. So many things he could have done differently, or better. Maybe he could have prevented the warehouse from burning had he done something different. Leith sighed as he stared out the window. At least they got the box back. \n\nAt some point, Leith dozed off. His head snapped up when the driver called out. He rubbed the bleariness out of his eyes and the drool off his cheek, and the window. He glanced at the other occupants of the carriage, hoping that nobody saw his awakening. He gathered what he had in the carriage and hopped out after Lyn. \n\n\"Not growing old on us, are you? Leith asked with a playful smile before he winced at his own soreness. He rubbed at his sore neck before continuing. \"Don't worry though, I think I'm in the same boat. Remind me not to sleep against the window like that again.\" \n\n\"The college is really something, huh? So, can you show me around? I'm really curious about everything.\" \n\nLeith turned to the new addition to the group, Henri, and smiled. \n\n\"That it is. Where else is there such a large gathering of mages? Before you can see all of it, though, you'll have to tag along with us. You helped us on our mission, and you've got to get set up as a student. Lucky for you, you only need to see one person for both. That's not too bad, though.\" He nudged Lyn playfully. \"You can help keep Lyn here warm.\" He said to tease the hybrid. \"Some of the corridors can get quite drafty.\" \n\nDuring the ride back to the college, he had noticed Lyn huddle up with the newcomer for warmth.", "username": "Konan375" }, { "char_name": "Alaira Taenn", "text": "Alaira Taenn\n\nAlaira crossed her arms and laughed a bit, turning her gaze toward the window she'd just tumbled through, then down to her arm. She looked over her hand for a moment, letting a few sparks dance between her fingertips. \"Heh, I suppose so. Quite the rogue's gallery here.\" Indeed, she'd never seen such a collection of... shall we say colorful individuals. Not that she was without her own eccentricities. \"So, you're a student yourself, yeah? Or just a run of the mill scholar?\" Most of the students were here to master magics of course, but from what she could tell occasionally the college took in people of a more... mundane persuasion that wished to learn. \n\nHowever, she soon felt a light ache in her head. She wasn't sure what, but she felt like something was... wrong, and that it involved Lyn somehow. A momentary disturbance. She shook it off. Probably nothing. \"Anyway, I suppose I should take my leave soon. Got things to take care of.\" She said, sighing a bit wistfully.", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx", "text": "Grey Onyx\n\nThe guard sat at his post in the bailey, stretching and yawning as he kept watch. Being a bodyguard for wizards could be a surprisingly boring job, at times. Or perhaps, it was more accurate to say that it wasn't much different than usual. Save now he worked on a salary rather than a contract. Still, he supposed quiet boredom was much easier to stomach than demonic incursions or zombie invasions. That talking axe he had had been rather quiet of late as well. He supposed Tyrfing was not immune to boredom itself, and had gone dormant. He'd tried to learn more about it, but... it was beyond the scope of his worldy experience, and he wasn't really keen on telling the rest of the staff about it. He felt like he should hang onto it, and he was worried it might be confiscated. \n\nHe idly tapped at his eyepatch. He'd considered getting a glass eye instead, but he wasn't sure if that would just make him scarier. Being intimidating was nice in combat at all, but it would also be nice to look a bit less like the villain in a children's fable to those under his protection. Perhaps he should wear brighter clothing? His musings were interrupted by the sight of a carriage coming in, branded with college insignias. Perhaps it was returning students? He'd heard there'd been a few excursions lately. He rose, waving to the gate guards to let them know he was handling it.\n\n\"Hail!\" He said, waving as he approached. When students came pouring out, he was proven right. He recognized two of them, Leith and the Naga's hybrid daughter. The third one though, he wasn't so sure. He supposed it would be best to address Leith, he was hardly familiar with the other two. Especially as the other... contorts so. \"Welcome home, sorry to intrude.\" He stated, nodding to the other two. \"Is there wounded to be attended to, cargo unloaded, messages to be relayed? Or anything else I may assist you with?\" He preferred to skip straight to the point, most of the time.", "username": "Freeshooter92" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Lyn Marik", "text": "Lyn, College\n\nLyn had completely missed Henri's surprise in her comment, her attention fully on Leith. It was likely for the best or she might've thought she said something wrong. Due to the nature of her situation, the woman had been completely isolated from certain facts that her childhood wasn't normal. \n\nShe let a small chuckle escape her lips when Leith brought up the gift he gave her. Gingerly her hands reached into the pouch and shoving Tyrael's stone aside, pulled out the small rune. \n\n \"I'm very happy you did. Do you know how hard it was to not say over half of what I wanted at that age? It was even harder not to mentally speak using only this. I mean, it's a lot easier and you get so much more information out in one reply then when you have to take a breath.\" \n\nBefore Lyn could reply to Henri's last statement, her ears caught someone approaching them. \n\nLyn's eyes popped wide open when she spotted her godfather. His usually twisted, the grey mass was broken by several flowers growing on the surface. They shattered the usually dull pattern with their bright petals in full bloom as Tyrael occasionally ripped them out, crushing the delicate plants in his fists briefly. If she didn't know better, she suspected he had been snooping somewhere he wasn't supposed to be. \n\nAfter the surprise wore off when Tyrale replied, Leith offered to take the written report to Lucilia. An unsettling sensation nudged at the youth that something off. However, she couldn't fully accept what it was. Unable to place it, she remained quiet about it and nodded her head in agreement. Though she couldn't hide the blushing that followed Leith's last statement, unsure if he was talking about Ssarak and Mei or Henri and her. \n\nStill smiling at her godfather's keen instincts, she was relieved to be able to do what Henri originally suggested without interruption. A thought then crossed her mind. As Grey addressed Henri, she stepped into the strong scent zone. It didn't bother her badly since her tongue was her main scent organ and her nostrils for breathing, making it easier to tolerate the air. \n\n \"Professor, sir,\" she began playing along with his image, \"Do you know if mother has returned or not?\"", "username": "Fallenreaper" }, { "char_name": "Althalus Marik", "text": "Althalus \n\nHe whistled softly to himself, making his way through the college. He didn't remember much after getting to the center room. Cursing and fighting. Sudden surprise and fear. Then he woke up, the teacher summoning him back and demanding to know what had happened. He didn't know, much to the frustration of both of them, and they all loaded up and went back to the college. The mission, as crazy as it had been, was mostly complete. He cleaned himself off upon returning, and checked how Mar's and Lyn's missions had gone. Not well. Mar barely escaped with her life from a mad king that would have all to happily gutted her alive, and Lyn nearly killed herself by jumping from a building she was in no position to reach across. He couldn't find either of them, Mar he believed was hiding herself to recoup and balance. Hopefully not repress as well. Lyn, well, he'd find Lyn in one of her hidey holes sooner or later. She had to know he had found out about her stupid risk, and wanted to avoid his rebuke.\n\nFor now, he was looking for Helena, as the girl had asked him (repeatedly) to train her how to be better at fighting than she currently was. With nothing better to do, and the strong feeling that no matter how many times he told her no she'd keep bothering him to do so, Althalus was looking for her and one other person to help. He smiled. This was going be fun. Not for Helena, of course, but he was going to thoroughly enjoy himself. Alaira was an enthusiastic trainer, more than enough to get Helena started on her training she was so eager to start. Who knows? If he was lucky enough she'd give up on the whole endeavor and leave him alone. Having someone from Port Slaughter be so interested in him was dangerous. Not that she'd ever figure it out, but still. He didn't need someone like that around Lyn.\n\nAlthalus rounded the corner, catching Alaria's final words, his grin growing broader. \"Ah! The two women I was looking for. Alaira, I see you've met Helga already. She's asked me to train her on how not to be utterly terrible at fighting with knives. For the sake of that, I was looking to recruit you to help out. Would you mind too terribly to go with us to the training yard? Can't whatever you've got to do today wait a little longer?\" He gave his best winning smile, looking up at the tall elf.\n\n@May", "username": "Rtron" }, { "char_name": "Tyrael Marchosias (His current alias), Karnage Urabrask Vorinclex (His true full name), Master Demonology Professor (College Title), Forge Master (Occupation Title)", "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": "Helena Axford", "text": "☆ Helena ☆\n\nShe flushed a little when he told her not to be jealous. She wasn't jealous. She was a little frustrated perhaps, but not jealous. Jealousy would imply that she cared if Henri was interested in Lyn as well. Even if he was only interested in Lyn she wouldn't be jealous. Well at least not for longer than like a day. But it would never be enough to make her bitter or angry with either of them. \n\nShe looked to the other girl when she hissed, noting that it sounded painful, pulling her face free of Henri's hand. Her brows furrowed slightly and she looked at Lyn with confusion and concern. \"Lyn…\" she started before the other girl quickly excused herself and took off. Helena took a small step after her, calling her name again, but she didn't make it far before Keri was stepping in to reprimand Henri again. And a little bit her. \n\n\"What the…\" she started, but didn't get the chance to say more. She stood there, almost a little opened mouthed as both Keri and Henri went at it. Not one of them let her have a chance to say something that might have helped lessen this whole situation and instead just had the same conversation again that had already been had not more than five minutes ago.\n\nEven when Henri spoke to her she didn't get the chance to answer him before someone else was cutting in. Again. But at least this interruption came with less lecturing and more support of Henri. \"Leith is right,\" she agreed, taking Henri's hand again and stepping closer to him again. \"Mostly. I just think at this point it's wiser to just let things go until tempers have cooled.\" She looked up at Henri more, giving him a soft smile. \"I also think you're more in need of company now than before. You can't shake me that easily.\"", "username": "May" }, { "char_name": "Henri Larue", "text": "Henri's mischievous and charming smile was gone, giving place to a hard and serious expression. It was clear to anyone who saw him right now that things were most definitely not ok. He felt like as the time passed, there were fewer and fewer people he could really trust if something went wrong. Reliable companions. Helena, Leith... And about Lyn... He wasn't so sure about her anymore... She was a good girl but...\n\n\"Ridiculous... Henri thought to himself, referring to that whole situation as he sighed deeply.\n\nFortunately, or maybe unfortunately another voice interrupted not only his thoughts but Helena as well... It was Leith. Apparently, he had heard what Henri just said to Helena and wanted to know what happened.\nHenri knew about the situation with the shapeshifter already, so it wasn't that big of a surprise when Leith said he was targeting the college.\n\n\"You surely heard what happened back in the carriage? How I was treated and threatened. And you surely know what has been happening between me and Tyrael since the very moment I put my feet on the college\" Henri said.\n\n\"You want the short version, right? It won't help you at all to understand the situation but there ya go: I asked Lyn to give Tyrael, Athalus and Alaira a message for me. It was basically \"Fuck off or else\". Lyn isn't the one to blame regarding all this bullshit with Tyrael, Athalus and Alaira, but she is the center of it. The only reason I'm being threatened, antagonized and disrespected like this is because I'm hanging around her. Apparently this offends her daddy dearest and it's goons.\" Henri continued.\n\n\"After that, Lyn freaked out, her arms started bleeding due to her powers and she ran away. That's it.\" Henri said, looking towards Leith.\n\n\"If you want to hear a bit more about it, the situation with Tyrael has been driving me on edge. It's not exactly comfortable living nearby someone who is your enemy, someone who is a threat to you, knowing that if something happens, no one will be on your side. Athalus and Alaira were the last drop. Do they expect me to be threatened like that, treated like that and disrespected and simply lower my head and accept it without saying anything? That won't happen. If they want to say whatever they want, they will hear what they don't.\" Henri continued, as he pulled one of his knives and started twirling it on his hand.\n\n\"The same goes for Tyrael. Have you ever asked yourself how I'm still alive? How do I always get out on top even when fighting against dangerous enemies? My tongue is as sharp as my daggers. In many ways.\" He said, still twirling the knife on his fingers.\n\n\"You say about working against our enemies, but I can't help but consider Alaira, Tyrael and Athalus as my enemies after all this. I was repeatedly threatened by them. I don't know if they will attack me or when they will attack me. If something happens, they're definitely not trustworthy. At least not for me.\" Henri completed.\n\nJust after Henri finished speaking with Leith, Helena finally was able to talk something. Stepping closer to him and taking his hand on hers.\n\n\"I also think you're more in need of company now than before. You can't shake me that easily.\" She said after agreeing with Leith.\n\n\"Yeah... Even if you didn't say that, I don't think I would be able to let you go after seeing this smile.\" Henri said. Even though he was still pissed off with all that situation, his expression became a bit softer after Helena's words.\n\n\"Thanks. I promise I'll make it up for not giving you the attention you deserve.\" Henri said, with a discreet smile.. Even though he was still upset, his expression was a bit less threatening than before. It appeared that Helena's words were effective.\n\nBut before he could say anything more they were interrupted once more. This time it was Ssarak. While Henri had never really talked seriously with Ssarak, he knew Ssarak was a serious guy, and definitely wouldn't put even more fuel on the fire.\n\nSomething serious he wanted to discuss with Henri? Henri simply raised an eyebrow after he heard that. He was obviously on the defensive after he heard that. After everything that happened, it would be weird if he wasn't.\n\n\"Is it really something so private and important that Leith and Helena can't hear?\" Henri asked, looking to Ssarak as he analyzed his reaction.", "username": "13org" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak walked over and grabbed his vest from beside his bed. \"If I had any plans, yesterday cancelled them. I do not believe I could, in good conscious, do nothing while the college could use my help. If you are going to help with repairs, then I will be right there with you. I am sure there are plenty of roles we can fill, though...I am fairly certain I know what kind of task they will have me performing. When you look like I do, there is really not much mystery in what others expect you to be capable of.\"\n\nAs much as Ssarak wished he could keep a joking mood, there were other worries he had that he was sure Meirin shared. In the aftermath of the attack, there was still much they did not know, and a few questions Ssarak desperately wanted answers to. \"I would also like to stop by the infirmary later, after it has calmed down enough that we will not be disrupting them with our presence. I want to know how many of my friends survived, and how many are injured. With all the chaos yesterday caused, I fear it might be days before we know for sure who did not make it.\"", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx", "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\nGrey of course wasn't exactly a savant when it came to social cues, however, so he failed to notice Annabeth's distrust of him. He wouldn't be offended if he did, what with the total clusterfuck that went down last night. although he did notice she didn't seem to like it when he suggested a higher grip**\"That's the thing about war-axes, they don't reach as far as swords but they're easier to wield and they hit harder. But don't ever let anyone tell you they're faster...\"**Naturally, the common assumption was that swords were quicker than one-handed axes but that was garbage. All the metal you needed for the blade often made them just as heavy if not more so.\n\nAnnabeth? Seemed noble. She didn't look noble, or seem to act that way (to grey, this is a compliment however), though maybe her parents gave her that name for that very reason? anyway, she seemed distressed when she brought up yesterday, and he certainly didn't blame her. Then she asked her what a guard was doing not... guarding. With a sigh, he told her.**\"My CO told me to take the day off. Last night I fought this large demon and it smacked me around quite a bit... anyway, I guess I'm not at my best but I'd like to do *something* productive. So, I thought I'd come here to train. You know the rest.\"**He finished. At this point she may of noticed that he certainly didn't seem like a big demon beat the crap out of him, even if he did look a little tired. He didn't want to think about last night either, however, and he returned to the subject of fighting**\"How's that buckler serving you? If you want I can teach you how to use a proper shield...\"**He emphasized it by lightly tapping the wooden shield on his forearm with the training axe.**\"Sure it's not the biggest variety of shield but I'll be damned if my own hasn't saved my life on countless occaisions. Not just mine either.\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx", "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\nGrey noticeably soured at the mention of the new guards.**\"Those things aren't human, they can't be... Some of us are still around you know, the organized ones left but there's about a couple dozen freelancers like myself still here.\"**He explained, though it was clear he didn't want to talk about the subject right now. He listened to Meirin speak of her training. Interesting magic, weaving. It was so different from the other types...**\"You guys never cease to amaze me. I mean, you all stuck around, and you aren't even bound by contract! Not that I'd ever consider abandoning any of you.\"**He said, pride obvious in his voice. These little chats always reminded him that the people here were worth protecting, that he'd made a good choice in applying here.\n\nSoon however, one of those false guards had come for the two of them, apparently they were to report to lucilia...\n\n ***Later...*** \n\nIt was... a lot to take in. Evidently, Lucilia was sending the students out to take care of what was likely a group of renegade mages, and he was attached to keep them safe. Part of him was somewhat satisfied, he was far better as a personal bodyguard than a patrol guard. But, he had several misgivings about the company... there was Leith, who was actually quite friendly, but had that relic of demonic origin attached to his arm. He didn't trust it. There was Athalus, the one who ordered the crossbow. it might just be paranoia, but the guy seemed like the sort of man who was always up to no good. Mar... Mar needed no explanation. She was abrasive and had these alien values he simply didn't understand. And Coco... At first, Coco creeped him out, but at this point he found the girl adorable.\n\nHe walked out to the gate, seeing Athalus was already there, which was good, he'd gotten there early. He waved, but tripped on a loose stone as one of his belt pouches fell to the ground, coming open and scattering papers everywhere.**\"Gods... Can you help me gather these?\"**he said, as he rosed, rubbing at his arm as he set about picking them up. They were wanted posters of various criminals he'd collected. While he was no bounty hunter, he liked to familiarize himself with prominent ne'er do wells, so that he'd know what people to look out for on the job. Most of them came from Djarkel, and more than half of them came from a nasty little place by the name of port slaughter, most of which were worthless as they were renditions of disguises most of the gods-damn time.", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut", "text": "Colette\n\nShe was surprised and shocked when Lucilia called her and some other people and was even more shocked when she received news that she was going on a mission. She pondered it as she went back to her room getting anything she needed for the trip when she froze. \"Oh god what happens if I dont have access to blood\" she thought not knowing as a full vampire she now had control over her blood lust. She took deep breaths and forced herself to relax \"I will have to try controlling it during the mission. She made sure her things were prepared grabbing her cage of bats that were begging for her attention by their usual screeches. She slowly left looking back at her beloved room before leaving completely.\n\nShe meet with the others and quickly got nervous at seeing unfamiliar faces ahead of her. The fear that they would look at her with disgust and hatred like others have in her past quickly filled her mind but she forced herself to stay there so they could head out for the mission", "username": "Luna" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Alaira Taenn", "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nOh, so he had a big Axe? was she supposed to be impressed? Internally, she laughed a bit. The way that axe was designed, it would likely get stuck in things quite easily, such is the price paid for ornamentation. Either that, or it was wielded by someone with monstrous strength. Of course, seeing as that was untrue of the last guy she fought that waved around a similarly over-ornamented weapon, she was doubtful.**\"Eh, I've seen bigger.\"**She said. Well, wielded by a*minotaur*, but still. She was about to challenge the poor bastard to an honor duel when some other fight broke out. Hey, wait a second, why wasn't she invited? How inconsiderate! The lizard excused himself, but she found herself following for a closer look.\n\nAs it turned out, they hadn't come to blows yet but Alaira had seen enough situations between such people and they only ever ended in two ways: Violence, or sex (Usually in a different location). However she'd never seen a Naga so pissed off. It wasn't long before they came to blows, and she was certainly enjoying the show. Her money was on the Naga.**\"Come on, smack the bitch outta him!\"**she shouted as the guy avoided her attacks. However, soon she had the guy pinned and was about to tear his throat out when she moved to intervene.**\"Heh, playtime's over...\"**she said with a crooked smile as she readied her lance and was about to charge in and knock the girl off of him. However, she did none of that as she noticed Lizard-boy was about to do something.\n\nThe Lizard fired some sort of purple(?) gas out of his mouth at the two of them, and suddenly they didn't feel like fighting anymore. and then... it was as the two acted that the sheer... ridiculousness of the situation dawned on her. She started laughing as the two drugged fools started... well, being affected by it. she only laughed harder when the two wandered off together, considering that she was literally about to tear his throat out with her goddamn teeth.**\"Well look at that Mr. Hero, you saved the goddamn day...\"**she said, still getting the laughter out of her system.**\"The hell was that? I didn't know you could do shit like that...\"**she said. Clearly this guy was a bit of a killjoy, but he might be a good fight, who knows.", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak leaned himself up against a nearby column, letting the head of his axe rest on the ground while he held lightly onto the end of its handle. He closed his eyes a moment and let out a deep breath, though he could already feel that he was about to get a headache. A good deal of fatigue came over him, though it was nothing some rest, and maybe a meal or two, could not fix. He was proud of his actions, however. For once in his life, he was saving lives instead of taking them.\n\n\"Psychomancy can have many effects, not all of which are harmful. I would rather save a life than to take one.\" Ssarak said, opening his eyes to look at the Forest Elf. \"As an Esyire, I can project the essence of my blood into a sort of breath attack. For other bloods, that might be fire, or lightning, or even shards of rock. For psychomancy, the effect is not quite so directly harmful. Mine in particular has a calming effect on the victim, along with other effects one would commonly associate with various types of drugs. It was, however, exhausting.\"", "username": "EliteCommander" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Cynn Ellime", "text": "**Cynn Ellime**\n\nSoon after Leith had exited the room, Cynn heard footsteps approach the door again, but from the opposite direct that Leith had gone in. Soon after this observation, the door once again opened, and, much to the wood elf's relief, Annabeth stepped in. It was good to see a friendly... Well, was it a friendly face? That argument had gotten really heated, really fast, and she wasn't quite sure if the human's return was a peaceful one or not. And why should she get to talk to her now, even when she was in need? If she knew that Cynn had been stabbing the wall because of her and had stripped to next-to-nothing, she'd win! So, when Annabeth called for her, she didn't answer, and figured she'd find her soon enough if she kept looking.\n\nSoon after, the white-haired elf heard what seemed to be Leith's boots coming back the way they'd left, and she panicked. Of course, it was only a matter of time before Cynn got found out, but she'd hoped she would get a bit longer making Annabeth think about her actions. He entered the room with a massive gauntlet in his hand, and missed Annabeth's presence entirely. This was suddenly awkward, even by Cynn's standards, and she had to bite back a sigh of facepalminess to keep Annabeth from noticing her.", "username": "Crossark" }, { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "text": "Leith shook his head with a smile as he hurried back to the room he had left Cynn. How had he forgotten that he had this? While leaving the room like he had might not have been the correct thing to do, he was excited to have a practical use for the item he had. He looked at the oversizedgauntlethe was wearing on his right hand. It was an interesting artifact. It was a reward for being a part both of the missions that Satori's Investigation Squad had had so far.\n\nA Daemon Artes called the Hand of Ginax. The ability of the gauntlet was that it gave the user a strength boost in that hand. He wouldn't be able to feel the weight of whatever he picked up with the gauntlet, but he could feel the weight of the gauntlet. At ten pounds, it was a pretty heavy gauntlet. One odd thing that Leith noticed about it was that the gauntlet had started to change in its appearance. The fingers were rounded when he got it, but the after he had worn it a few times to try it out, the fingers started to get points to them, something that he had wanted so he could grab solid objects a bit easier.*Quite the item.*\n\nLeith had almost walked past the door to Cynn's room. With a small chuckle, Leith opened the door with his left hand. Unfortunately, the gauntlet made it hard to gauge how hard he gripped anything held in his hand. There had been several times he had crushed a rock to dust because he accidentally gripped it too hard. He pushed the door open and walked over to the bed and knelt down. Greeting Cynn with a smile. \"So, I got what I had forgot about. I'm almost certain that this can help get you unstuck,\" Leith said as he waved at the elf with the gauntlet.", "username": "Konan375" }, { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "Meirin wasn't really sure what to make out of what Locas did. At first she was fairly surprised at his magic, but than he ended up blacking out likely due to blood sickness. Throughout the entire time you could say she was dumbstruck. It didn't take long before medics arrived and took Locas away to the infirmary. She suppose she'd be seeing more of him later, she just hoped that each time didn't end up with him visiting the healers. Once the scene settled down Meirin just decided to get herself something to eat. The food was pretty good by usual college standards. As she went to get a seat she unknowingly passed Grey, who she missed as she didn't recognize him in the new armor. She ate her meal quiet and quickly before putting it away. Meirin wanted to go look around the college since it seems there was some sort of festival going on, but as she was leaving she saw Ssarak. She hasn't really seen him a lot since she taught him how to meditate back at the opening ceremony, though she doubts he needed her help with that now. Still, she figured that if she was going to see familiar faces again, she might as well start with him.**\"Ssarak? It's been a while, hasn't it?\"**", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch", "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth was just about to leave her dorm and look for Cynn when, just as she was about to reach for her door, it opened. Annabeth sidestepped and avoided getting hit by the opening door, only to have some stranger come in wearing a fairly evil looking gauntlet. He seemed to have not seen Annabeth, which was fine as it allowed her to draw her dagger within him noticing. How or why he was here, she didn't care for. He didn't even knock, coming in like he owned the place. She was poised to hit him in the back of the head with the hilt of her dagger when he knelt at the bed and started speak to something under it. He mentioned how it (The gauntlet) would help someone get unstuck. Annabeth assumed it was Cynn. The situation was just all sorts of confusing, but Annabeth decided that she'd just watch for now and see what would happen. She had her dagger hidden behind her back just in case, but otherwise said and did little as the stranger was seemingly going to help Cynn out of a weird situation.", "username": "Lucius Cypher" }, { "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx", "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\n*THUD*\n\n**\"Hugh! T-the hells your -Ach- problem? D-d-don't you, know -Urk- who I am?!\"**\n\nGrey was silent as he held the man against the wall, by his throat. The man struggled and kicked, though against even his old armor it would be pointless. This man wasn't exactly fit. He had been taking a moment to survey the dining hall, and he had noticed that this Djarken Noble had likely had a bit too much wine, and was making unwanted sexual advances on two students. He had simply walked up behind the drunken moron, and grabbed him by the throat. After pressing him to a wall, he turned to the two girls and said**\"Worry not, This situation will be dealt with. Please run off and enjoy the rest of the evening.\"**The two simply nodded and ran off at that point, leaving him to deal with, with*this.*\n\n**\"H-hello?! Do you have *any* idea who you are- Hrk!\"**The noble had begun toangrily question him again, but Grey simply tightened his grip. He was very careful not to actually hurt him. The goal was to use fear to cow him into submission, not start a diplomatic incident.**\"I do not care.\"**He said in the most commanding voice he could muster. The noble tried to speak, but he tightened again to silence him.**\"And I do not care if your status at your homeland allows you to get away with such. *This is not home.*\"**He said, placing extra emphasis on the last part.**\"As such, you abide by our laws. Break them, and I will return. And if I do, I will send you back to Sanguine in a *very* small box. Understand?\"**The man was nearly in tears, and was nodding frantically. As it turns out, he was unused to large angry men putting their hands on his throat. At this point, Grey thought the bastard had had enough, and released him.**\"Go.\"**Grey said, although the man was already walking away as quickly as he could.\n\nWith that business taken care of, he decided it was time to check on Lucilia once more, And was mildly concerned for a moment when she was nowhere to be found. Though she was by no means defenseless, it was his job to watch her at the moment. He noticed that she was leaving for whatever reason, and moved to follow. Besides, his gut had been telling him terrible things were going to happen all day, and misfortune tended to come in waves.**\"Mi'lady! Hold!\"**He said as he got relatively close.**\"If you're leaving, allow me to accompany you.\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Cynn Ellime", "text": "**Cynn Ellime**\n\nThat sigh that Cynn had tried so hard to conceal managed to escape her oral prison and run out into the open. Looking up at Annabeth, she smiled a weak smile and waved awkwardly, her movements limited by the massive block of wood above her.\n\n\"Hi...Annabeth,\" the elf murmured shyly. \"Would...um...you mind...helping L-Leith here? He's...not going to hurt me or anything.\" She added the last part having noticed the girl's hand on her knife, and did so in a tone that implied, \"Back off, he's cool.\" Cynn tried not to think anything rude, because she knew Annabeth might hear it, but some things still slipped in. Still, she figured it was good to let bygones be bygones, and that any help was good help.\n\n*Alright, when this is over,*she thought.*I'm going to get a lighter bed frame*\n\nAs Leith walked over and attempted to lift the bed, she hoped Annabeth would, in fact, help, as it would be a good point of conversation later on.", "username": "Crossark" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut", "text": "Colette\n\nColette panted when she finally saw the fight over, she allowed her bat ally to vanish before falling to her knees, her dress was torn and she was bleeding in several parts of her bod. She stood up steadily and made her way slowly back to her dorm holding her shoulder wound which was the deepest. \"Man if I don't get back soon this blood loss will cause me to become even hunger which I fear for since I never been so wounded\" she said looking down at her dress which was completely torn up \"And I might have to make a new outfit for me\" she said to herself again.\n\nShe smiled when she made it to the tower and went upstairs landing on her bed her bat pets nuzzling her whining at seeing such wounds on her small body, she patted them lightly wincing. \"I will be fine as long as I stay here and heal the best I can\" she said her eyes looking up at the dull ceiling with a sigh", "username": "Luna" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak could not admit that he entirely understood what happened over the course of the next few minutes. At first, it seemed like demons were raising from the dead while the air became difficult and painful to breathe. It looked like the fight was lost, but then, as quickly as they had risen, the demons spontaneously exploded and the air returned to its normal state. With Satori as an organizing force, the guards overcame their confusion and pushed back against the demons that were already trying to return from the Inferno. Ssarak, Meirin, and Leith joined in the offensive as well, with Ssarak foregoing any physical combat in favor of closely examining enemy movements and providing useful tactical information.\n\nIt was not long before they had cleared the way to the infirmary. With access to those supplies and healers, the wounded in the dining hall would stand a much better chance of recovering. For all intents and purposes, unless something else catastrophic happened, the battle seemed to be over. There were almost certainly stragglers hidden in the college, but the guards were in much better shape to deal with them than Ssarak was.\n\nSsarak returned his axe to its place on his back and leaned himself against a wall outside the infirmary. With the chaos and excitement of the battle essentially over, he could feel the pain in his chest more clearly with each breath. It wasn't what he would associate with a broken rib, but it was almost certainly fractured. Overall, though, he was not worried about his health, but rather what this attack would mean for the college. He would recover, but from his perspective, the future of the college was less certain. How many students had survived the attack? How much would it cost to rebuild? Was the college even capable of continuing? Even more concerning was the source of the attack itself. An immense amount of power had been directed at the college, and while it had survived, how close had they been to death? The inferno had nearly manifested in the college twice during the attack. Had either succeeded, what hope of survival would there have been for himself, and his friends?\n\n\"So...it's over, then.\" Ssarak said, looking to Meirin and Leith with a pained expression, not because of his injuries, but because of the realization of the danger they were in, and were likely going to continue to be in as long as they remained with the college.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "Meirin had no idea what sort of chaos was forming now. At first she thought the worse had happened, that the Demons had somehow been resurrected, only for them to shortly after explode into a bloody mess. The confusion was surprisingly short however, as soon Meirin heard Satori's voice in her head telling everyone to begin their counter offensive. Meirin was quick to adapt to the situation and picked up a new spear, skewering the remaining demonic invaders alongside the guards and students. Before long they sent the entire horde into a full retreat. Meirin followed Ssarak and Leith throughout most of the attack as they made a path towards the Infirmary. Than Meirin dropped her spear so she could help carrying the wounded into the Infirmary, even got herself patched up to full health. She carried as many bodies as she could before the Infirmary was packed full, and even than they tried to bring some healers to those who couldn't be placed inside the Infirmary.\n\nMeirin left to take a breather and brought back a few health potions for Ssarak and Leith. She definitely knew that Ssarak was injured, and Leith was likely in no better shape after fighting that demonic sword.**\"Hey guys, I brought some potions for you.\"**Just than Ssarak asked if the attack was over. Meirin's face grew solemn.**\"No... This is just the beginning. It's never that simply, you know? This was just one attack. One day they will come back, and we have to be ready for them. They always come back....\"**Meirin's memory began to resurface the thoughts of her home. When it too was attacked by demons, forced to fight off the invaders. She saw friends cut down, people she could have saved if she was just a second faster. It was all coming back to her now, and a single tear was shed. She looked at her hands and noticed all the blood. She wasn't sure who's it belonged to. How many people could she have saved today, if she had been stronger? What would happen to the college if she couldn't?", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak took the potion and eyed it for a few moments. He knew he was hurt, but so too were many others, many worse than himself. He couldn't help but to think that someone else would need it, although potions were less effective than magic healing. Still, looking at Meirin he could tell that she was worried about his health. \"I suppose I will drink half of it and save the rest for anyone else who requires it.\" He said, uncorking the bottle and quickly downing half of its contents.\n\nOnce he stored away the remainder of the potion in his satchel, he noticed how shaken up Meirin seemed. Few people could go through such a harrowing experience and emerge without any mental scars. So many had been hurt or wounded during the attack; the bodies of defenseless students still littered the halls. How many of their friends were among the bodies? How many would not recover from their wounds? Understandably, Ssarak was filled with a mix of fear, anxiety, and anger towards the demons. For Meirin, however, there seemed to be something else in her eyes. It reminded Ssarak of himself whenever he thought back on the destruction of his village. Stepping in front of her, he placed a hand on her shoulder to get her attention and looked her in the eyes. Despite the chaos they had been through, he kept his expression calm and resolute. He did not bother to ask her if she was alright, because if his instincts were correct, then he knew she wasn't. Instead, he said what he thought would help him the most were he in her position. \"For here, and now, we stopped them. The demons are not taking the college today, and we have a chance to make ourselves better, stronger, so it never happens in the future.\"", "username": "EliteCommander" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "**\"Ah... It was nothing important. Don't think too much about it.\"**Meirin waved off her last question. She did crack a smile at Ssarak's joke about them being rooms mates now with the hole int he wall however. A bit of humor would help ease tensions, she hoped.**\"Well, now that I'm in good health, I was thinking of trying to help the college out a bit. The sound of construction woke me up, so I figured they could use an extra hand with repairs and what not. Are you interested in helping them too?\"**She could see the usefulness of a large Eysire like Ssarak for the repair efforts. Though another thought came into her mind as she continued to wonder how she was going to help the college.**\"Ah, but just so you know, we're probably not going to have much of a break. I mean, once we start I doubt they'll just let us walk off whenever we feel like it. If you have any plans today, I understand if you don't want to come. Since classes are canceled for the day, I figured I'd use my free time to be productive.\"**", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak walked over and grabbed his vest from beside his bed. \"If I had any plans, yesterday cancelled them. I do not believe I could, in good conscious, do nothing while the college could use my help. If you are going to help with repairs, then I will be right there with you. I am sure there are plenty of roles we can fill, though...I am fairly certain I know what kind of task they will have me performing. When you look like I do, there is really not much mystery in what others expect you to be capable of.\"\n\nAs much as Ssarak wished he could keep a joking mood, there were other worries he had that he was sure Meirin shared. In the aftermath of the attack, there was still much they did not know, and a few questions Ssarak desperately wanted answers to. \"I would also like to stop by the infirmary later, after it has calmed down enough that we will not be disrupting them with our presence. I want to know how many of my friends survived, and how many are injured. With all the chaos yesterday caused, I fear it might be days before we know for sure who did not make it.\"", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx", "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\nGrey of course wasn't exactly a savant when it came to social cues, however, so he failed to notice Annabeth's distrust of him. He wouldn't be offended if he did, what with the total clusterfuck that went down last night. although he did notice she didn't seem to like it when he suggested a higher grip**\"That's the thing about war-axes, they don't reach as far as swords but they're easier to wield and they hit harder. But don't ever let anyone tell you they're faster...\"**Naturally, the common assumption was that swords were quicker than one-handed axes but that was garbage. All the metal you needed for the blade often made them just as heavy if not more so.\n\nAnnabeth? Seemed noble. She didn't look noble, or seem to act that way (to grey, this is a compliment however), though maybe her parents gave her that name for that very reason? anyway, she seemed distressed when she brought up yesterday, and he certainly didn't blame her. Then she asked her what a guard was doing not... guarding. With a sigh, he told her.**\"My CO told me to take the day off. Last night I fought this large demon and it smacked me around quite a bit... anyway, I guess I'm not at my best but I'd like to do *something* productive. So, I thought I'd come here to train. You know the rest.\"**He finished. At this point she may of noticed that he certainly didn't seem like a big demon beat the crap out of him, even if he did look a little tired. He didn't want to think about last night either, however, and he returned to the subject of fighting**\"How's that buckler serving you? If you want I can teach you how to use a proper shield...\"**He emphasized it by lightly tapping the wooden shield on his forearm with the training axe.**\"Sure it's not the biggest variety of shield but I'll be damned if my own hasn't saved my life on countless occaisions. Not just mine either.\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Coco Bean", "text": "**Coco Bean**\n\n*'It smells like... Fleshlings.'*\n\nA rough veil of silence coated the withered, snow-covered fields. Only one being stood out from the scene, and that was a rather brown Foreas. Limp leaves held onto her head for dear life and sap had noticeably flowed freely from a wound to her head mere hours before. She did not shiver. She did not move at all for minutes, which eventually turned into hours.\n\nNo matter what she did, she couldn't take those scenes off her head, she couldn't shut off the fear she had felt from the moment she saw the first demon. It was like a rain cloud had decided to relief itself onto Coco after years of self-deprivation. The cloud would just keep pouring down its water on her, and she could do nothing but lay still and let it soak her body and mind in their entirety. A mere meter to her right lay the carcass of an unknown entity. A fleshling who other fleshlings referred to as 'demon', a being who had nearly tore her chest open with its claws and teeth. It had only been a night, yet the body was already well into the process of decomposing, and maggots, animals and weather did a number on it. It let out a stench that deeply unsettled Coco. It resembled decomposing fleshlings mixed with the scent of fire, sulfur and blood.\n\nShe was too exhausted to move, though. It wasn't her body that bogged her down -- the rising sun made sure to feed her with enough energy to move -- It was her mind that forced her down onto the floor. Never before had she missed home so much, to simply live in the Great Forests. To take in sunlight when it was day and have fun with others at night.\n\nThings weren't so simple these days. Of course, they had never actually been simple. Home had its fair share of problems too, and even the Syphis seemed to pale in comparison to what this condemned College had in store for her. Granted, it would be a great thing to share with the Tree. The thought of being useful to the Tree sent a small shiver down her spine. Her leaves quivered in clear excitement. But now was not the time to return, not until Spring came.\n\nShe lifted a hand to touch her necklace, fearing it might have gotten broken the night before, then she sat up and stretched her limbs.\n\n\"You should move now, Coco.\" She said to herself, joints popping and leaves pricking up in pleasure.\n\n\"Yes you should, Lady Coco.\" A masculine voice rang out, followed by footsteps and the rattling of plate armour. The man's armour was so white and bright that Coco could swear he was the mortal counterpart of the Sun.\n\nCoco jumped onto her feet, picking up her spear and pointing it at the source of the voice--That is, until she realized who it was. She dropped her spear and relaxed.\n\n\"... Mathias Hobbes,\" She began, some hesitation evident in her voice, \"right? I'm so glad to hear you!\" She exclaimed and walked over to him, a slight skip in her gait.\n\n\"*Ser*Mathias Hobbes, my Lady,\" He watched her in suspicion as she stopped just one foot in front of him and gently grabbed his hands, he took a nervous glance to his sheathed sword, then focused on Coco's featureless face once more, \"and I'm glad to see you've survived.\"\n\n\"Are all the demons gone? How many fleshlings are dead? Is Rathel okay?\" Coco asked, completely unaware of the thorough way in which the Knight stared at her body.\n\n\"We are not sure yet, my Lady. I was just counting the dead in this part of the gardens until I stumbled upon you.\"\n\n\"Oh... Another thing-\" She leaned her head in towards his, \"what's a 'Lady'?\"", "username": "Frettzo" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut", "text": "Colette\n\nShe sighed as she gave up on looking for Lucillia and sat down in front of a tree looking up at the sky. She envied the early morning time sky because of its peacefulness, something she hadn't felt in centuries. She sighed and looked away \"Why must the sky torture me, I had enough it of\" she muttered as she payed with her pink hair that was out of its usual pony tails closing her eyes. She leaned back her left kneel pointed up as her free hand rubbed her exposed legs which were as cold as ice which she was used to. Her mind slowly went back to the conversation she had with her savior.\n\n\"Can I possibly get stronger....will it take away the pain from my non beating heart that I want to get rid of, put everything in the past behind me...\" she had so many questions about this that she didn't have the guts to ask Lucillia because she felt stupid for asking.She gave out or more like forced out a hollow chuckle as she stopped her actions and curled up the felt fabric of her new dress brushing against her skin. She could feel her eyes tear up but none did not fall.\n\n\"I doubt nothing could take a centuries worth of pain, never\" she said coldly as if she was trying to convince herself. All soon was silent around her as her eyes stayed teared up beneath her eyelashes that were against her pale skin which made them stand out even more.All she could hear was the sounds of crickets singing their final song and birds in some other trees not far from her. But nothing eased her paging mind at all.\n\nShe looked up when she heard someone say hi to her and she looked up blinking away her tears. She vaguely remembered seeing this girl before in the Underhaven but never talked to her since she was still settling in.\n\n\"Um hello...\" she said her voice was a little cracked from her ealier emotions that were leaking through her mental barrier", "username": "Luna" }, { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "Meirin did not expect this to happen. With all that occurred yesterday, she did not expect to see this boy. She felt ashamed at first, wondering why he was hugging her. Only when she glanced at Ssarak did she remember with great clarity that the two of them saved this boy as well as a few others last night. It made her glad that he survived, as it reminded her that Ssarak was right; she did save lives, despite her own self doubts. It still pained her to see the faces of those who were just out of her grasp, but for a moment she was glad that she was able to save at least one life, perhaps even more. When the boy went to embrace Ssarak, Meirin simply stood quietly until the boy let go. He opened his mouth to try to say something, but he was speechless. What else was there to say? She knew that he wanted to thank the two of them, but perhaps out of shock or shyness he could not. Meirin simply stepped over to the boy and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.**\"We're both glad that you're alive. How are you holding up?\"**Meirin than gave Ssarak a subtle but understanding look; she would speak to the boy for now, and allow him a chance to check in the Infirmary.", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyrackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak noticed Meirin's gaze and nodded. She would be more well-suited to talk to him than himself, and one of them needed to see who was wounded in the infirmary. He gave a polite nod to the boy, then entered the infirmary. He looked around the room, but was not really sure where to begin. No matter what he did, he needed to avoid getting in the way of the medical staff, so he mostly stuck to the sidelines. As expected, the entire room was filled with people with various degrees of injuries. Some looked like they would be fine without help, while others were maimed to the point that all the healers could do was make their last moments painless. As much as it pained him, he focused on the latter group closely. The sheer thought of seeing a friend in that state struck fear into his heart, but to be able to grieve would be better than just not knowing. The only thing keeping him out of depression was the knowledge that at least most of these people had a chance. The college's healers were probably some of the best in Tien, so if anyone could save them, it was them. The infirmary had evidently held out against the demons' assault, so not all of the college's healers had perished. When Ssarak's village was attacked, almost everyone who could have helped the wounded had been killed, so many who did survive had been doomed to a slow death. Ssarak considered it a mercy that most of them had died before he returned, as it meant he did not have to witness their lives extinguishing around him.", "username": "EliteCommander" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak was deep in his own thoughts for a while, but when he heard Meirin's voice, his expression lit up. He smiled, shifted over to one side of the bench he was on, and moved his tail out of the way. This mission would be the first time in quite a while that he left the college, and despite the danger the would be facing, he couldn't help but to look forward to it, especially since Meirin would be joining as well. He couldn't help but to wonder if it was intentional that they were assigned to the same mission.\n\n\"Greetings, Meirin. Here, have a seat.\" He offered as she approached. \"I believe this will be the first time that we have traveled outside the college together, will it not? The city we are traveling to, Hysteria, I believe the name is, I cannot say I know much about it. Indeed, I cannot confess to having much...practical knowledge of many places outside the Scorched Lands. Do you happen to know anything about it, or Djarkel in general?\" He asked. In the few years he spent as a mercenary after leaving his homeland, he spent some time in cities, but even so, he always found a way to isolate himself. He did not understand their culture, so he just avoided any contact with others outside of his work. It prevented him from making social mistakes, but it also prevented him from learning from them. He reasoned that their customs would be similar to the college, as he was accustomed to, but he was well-aware that regional customs could vary. This was, of course, assuming the caravan made it to the city safely, as a demon attack could certainly interrupt their travel plans.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "\"Don't mind if I do!\" Meirin took a seat next to Ssarak as he pointed out this would be their first time outside the college together. She wondered what exactly he meant by that, or rather, why he bothered to bring it up. She had a sly smile that poked the imagination, but she otherwise thought nothing of it. Than he asked her about Djarkel, something she had more knowledge about.\n\n\"Well... I'm sure that anyone can tell you the basics about Djarkel. It's a land where Dark Magic is commonly practiced, such as Necromancy or Demonmancy. It would make sense for there being an influx of demon activity there. Djarkel itself is ruled by Barons, various lords or ladies who own parts of the land. They use their dark magic to expand their territories, and are often feuding with each other. I think there may be a high Baron or some such, though I'm sure that title is also hotly contested and fought over. At least they only use demons or the undead during their battles instead of sending living people to fight on their behalf. Not to say that you won't find your fair share of warriors and mercenaries in Djarkel. But if a Baron hires any living person for any job, it's likely for assassination, or other specialized talent. Djarkel itself is a depressing place, with very few refuges from it's constant state of war. But if there's only thing about Djarkel that's worth admiring, it's the character of the people there. People there are strong-willed and able to hold their own. While they might not always be united, individually each person has a source of strength that would allow them to over come any obstacles in their path. One anecdote that a native of Djarkel once told me: Nothing is fair, everything is equal\". He never really explained to me what the meaning was, but I imagine that what he means is that, while one can do whatever they have to do in order to survive, it not as though you never have a chance, at least. There's always a small chance against all the odds, and that all you need to do is catch it.\"\n\nMeirin thought about what else she could say. She knew a little bit of Hysteria from her travels there, but she never stayed in town longer than a day or two. Much could have changed since she had last visisted, but she mentioned what stood out to her.\n\n\"As for Hysteria itself, it's honestly a rather unassuming city. It's sort of a trade hub into Djarkel, hence why our caravan would be heading there. It has large stone walls surrounding the city, carved from gray stone from the mountains. But the plain stone only serves as an empty canvas for various culture to blend in. Hysteria is known for it's very colorful characters, that is to say, everyone over there is a bit mad. Not that they're angry, just... Strange. It's almost surreal. I haven't met anyone in Hysteria who had any strong feeling against outsiders, though I have seen a lot of freakish people there who I sometimes think might be insane. Oh, but don't think they're dangerous! Hysteria has it's own community of enthusiastic, if also a touch crazy, artisans and craftsmen. Their strange way of thinking gives travelers a good impression of the fairly bizarre mindset of Djarkel, but also serve an example that their dark and almost horrific visage does not make them evil or even all that bad. It's actually a bit charming how quirky and enthusiastic they can be despite how bleak their land and lives are.\"\n\nMeirin looked down and crossed her fingers together. She certainly said a lot and she was starting to feel a bit self-conscience about it. In truth she didn't know much about Djarkel since she lived in the monastery most of her life, and she'd prefer if she could talk about that instead. Alas, they weren't heading towards the mountains so it wasn't really necessary. Trying to pull her thoughts away from home Meirin had a few questions of her own about the mission. \"So... What do you think is causing the demon attacks? I mean, what do you think Lucilia wants us to find? I can't imagine that the demons have any particular reason or agenda to fulfill for attacking the caravans.\"", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak was unsure of what to think of Djarkel, based on Meirin's description. He had always heard that the region was somewhat strange, but he had never inquired about the details. The aspect he found distasteful above all others was her mention of constant war. He was not keen on returning himself to a place held by war's deathly grip, but he had little choice. He supposed he should not be surprised; war never changed, and he should not expect it to. Still, by her description, he could respect the people's strength, and Hysteria sounded to be an interesting place. Meirin made it seem as if the people were touched by madness, but for artistic pursuits, at least, madness could be a boon. He looked forward to seeing what strange creations the city might hold.\n\n\"Hmm, Djarkel sounds like my own homeland. From what I have heard of the land itself, it is...moderately less desolate than the Scorched Lands, if only because it is difficult to become more barren than a volcanic region with lakes of lava instead of water, whose very air will kill those not adapted to survive there. Both places require profound strength from its people to face the challenges the land presents. It creates a certain kind of...resolve of character among its people, much like yourself. Perhaps I will end up feeling right at home? As for the demons...it is always difficult to say what their motivations might be. They live lives fundamentally unlike our own, in a world as distant from Tien as possible. Still, if I had to hazard a guess, I would suppose their purpose is to harm the college. They have already proven themselves our enemies, but they also have proven that they cannot destroy us in a direct assault. So, the next reasonable step would be to try to weaken us for their next attack. Trade is vital to the success of any settlement, so blocking caravans will, over time, weaken the college's ability to survive.\" Ssarak reasoned. It was entirely possible that the demons had another motive, but even if they did, their actions would weaken the college's position regardless.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx", "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\nGrey smiled, the others jumping in to help him out quite readily. He was generally unused to having help, usually insisting he did everything himself. He collected the papers, raising an eyebrow at Athalus' little tirade.**\"Is that so? you should help me sort through them later then. I have to know them when I see them...\"**Grey said. Then, Athalus spoke of the last one... He said such ridiculous things about him, with such fondness... Didn't he say he was from... For once in his life, Grey managed to pick up on social undertones. It was just a theory, but... He calmly stared at the man as he took the papers.**\"Of course he does. He's some chump with delusions of grandeur...\"**He said simply. He looked back for a moment, before continuing.**\"I'm not going to apprehend you. I refuse to leave your child fatherless...\"**He said, throwing his stuff on the cart.**\"Before we leave, I want to know if I can trust you. I need to know that I can count on you to keep the group safe, just as is expected of myself.\"**He questioned, looking the man in the eye.", "username": "Freeshooter92" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Alaira Taenn", "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nAlaira laid there, holding Lyn in her arms... Shaking, she reached in her pocket, and pulled out her two emergency Vitamancy runes. She got these several years back, but had never had them when she needed them. One for Lyn, and one for Meirin, if she lived...**\"I-I'm so sorry Lyn... So sorry...\"**She coughed out, tears running down her face as she pressed the rune against Lyn's forehead. The rune would heal any thing on her save the ridiculously life threatening, like getting severed in half. But she understood the child quite well, and she knew what she was thinking... She looked to her left, Ssarak had indeed saved Meirin...**\"Lyn... M-mei's fine, Lyn... Stop crying...\"**She said, coughing onto the ground some more as she ran a hand through her hair...\n\nShe shoved the other stone into Lyn's hand and set her down onto the ground beside her.**\"P-press that against... Against Mei's Head like I...\"**She paused, coughing some more.**\"Like I did with you...\"**It wasn't a moment after she finished directing her that she fell unconscious...", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nIn her current state, Meirin's thoughts could easily be heard in Ssarak's mind. Not that he needed them to confirm what he could see plainly with his eyes. She was hurt, weakened by both her exertion on the bridge and the fall. Ssarak was hardly in perfect condition himself, but he had not been trying to hold up the bridge alone for any amount of time as she had. Beyond Meirin, he also heard another set of thoughts, farther away, quieter, but more panicked. It seemed that Lyn did not see him dive after Meirin, so she thought she caused her death. Fortunately, Ssarak was in a position to calm her worries.\n\n*\"Do not worry, little one. Meirin and I are alive, we merely need to find a way back up.\"*He reassured her telepathically.\n\nSsarak stood up as well, his body sore from the impact. The joints in his wings cracked painfully as he folded them back into position. He had managed to cut down the damage they received, but they did not escape unharmed. Parts of the membranes were torn closer to his body, and the muscles which controlled the wings were very sore. He didn't believe it would damage his aerodynamics enough that he could not fly entirely, but it would make it more difficult. He doubted that they would be able to carry both himself and Meirin, which meant they would need to find another way up. First, however, he needed to calm Meirin and check the extent of her injuries.\n\n\"Hold, Meirin. Listen to me.\" Ssarak began as he approached her. She didn't seem to be entirely in her right mind, so he placed a hand on both of her shoulders to stop her, then stood directly in front of her. He moved his hands up to either side of her face and slowly brought up her eyes to look directly into his. \"Be calm, and focus on me. You are hurt; Alaira can wait. Right now, I worry for your health. How badly are you hurt? And please, do not tell me that you are fine. I need to know where and how severely you are injured. Please, be honest; after all you have done for me, I am not going to let you bring harm to yourself.\"", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "text": "Leith listened to the teenager's story. It gave him an idea of how many mages they were dealing with. The power that they supposedly gave the kid interested Leith. If he could, he would have asked about it, but it sounded like the kid thought they were looters. Leith shook his head and checked his cloak to see if his hand was covered before addressing the child.\n\n\"We are not looters. We've been assigned to the task of tracking rouge mages and stopping them. They've attacked villages other than this one. Besides, who would be stupid enough to loot a village that is still smoldering?\" He glanced at Grey before he continued. \"We'll leave, but could you answer one more question? Where did they go? We could possibly find them ourselves, but the information would help.\"\n\n---\n\n**Darius**\n\nThe next few moments were a blur. A child had come from the wagon and helped secure the ropes long enough to get the wagon across. Then everyone hurried to protect her while he sat and regained his breath. When everything was done, Alaira and the child were on the ground next to him, and Ssarak and Meirin were out of sight. He stood up to see over the edge and was relieved to see that they were alive. It would be a shame to lose over half of the guard for the wagon.\n\nAlaira seemed to know the child, and was looking devastated at the fact that she was here. Darius nodded to himself. The child, Lyn, would be a great tool in making Alaira see how her impulsiveness could have killed someone. He glared at her unconscious form before he went to go check on the wagon driver.\n\n\"I am sorry for all of this.\" He pointed at Alaira over his shoulder with his thumb. \"It was a stupid, stupid move, but I believe that she will have a change of attitude very shortly.\"", "username": "Konan375" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Enzius Zarbath", "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": "Colette Filiatraut", "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": "Keri Wolf", "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nNothing about the situation was ideal, but Ssarak could accept this outcome, as it currently seemed to be unfolding. The Naga would have protection for the moment, and once Khan had received all of the necessary reports, he was sure that the college would offer them some form of aid. At the very least, they would no longer be in danger of being killed by the beasts of the Ravine. \n\nAs the group was making their way out of the catacombs, towards the college proper, Ssarak helped to carry the most wounded, while keeping a sharp eye out for any kind of threat. The presence of the shapeshifter was still a concern in his mind, and no creature they encountered, however small, was not suspect to him. Apart from the potential threats around them, however, another concern within Ssarak's mind was Tyrael. Though he had not harmed any students, the fact remained that he did make the threat to do so, and Ssarak was not sure what affect that would have. \n\nWhile they were still walking, Ssarak decided he could use the time to give Khan more information on what transpired. Naturally, he sent his message telepathically in order to remain confidential. \"The Naga, from what I gather, come from Mesa Gaan; survivors of the massacre there. The Matriarch is among them, as well as Mar's brother. According to him, they were forced into the ravine and have been surviving there since the attack. They come to the College seeking its protection; I do not believe they had the option to petition for such a thing through normal means. Tyrael, however…I do not know what to think of it. The moment he saw the Naga, it was like he went into a rage. I am certain they were what sparked his behavior. As soon as he identified them as Naga, he ordered me to kill them. His voice…it sounded strange, like there was something else speaking through him. I do not have any experience with Fallen Demonmancers beyond Tyrael, but it was almost as if his demon was controlling him, or at least influencing him. Certainly, he did not seem like he was in his right mind. I am uncertain why the sight of Naga would cause such a thing to happen, however. He is close to Mar, so it is not as if he despises the race as a whole.\"", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Sinys Erweinoc Luf'firio", "text": "Sinys: Lyn's hunt. \n\nSprawled out on the ground Sinys sighed expresivly. He sat up with a dead look on his face, and what felt like a black eye \"Sa'avat la wrucy. Te mal sume.\" He muttered random words intended for cursing. Somehow his eyes found Helena, but while he knew she was thrown from the way she landed, he was still peeved about being trampled. It showed clearly on his face. His head scanned the area, obviously for listening but maybe not so much after he had been staring at people.\n\n Standing slowly he took his water skin from his side, taking special note that it had been slick with blood, he pulled the wedge and starting drinking. He did this for at least ten seconds without breathing. His lungs were on fire by count six, but when he came up for air a large amount was blown out then sucked in. A hard reset to his heartbeat and oxygen consumption was the result. Also it was something he did when he was highly upset, it calmed the mind and the body quickly. After he was done being dramatically effective he wiped his hand with the back of his mouth leaving a smear on his chin. \n\nHe was not really looking at anyone this time which should have made himself obvious \"I believe there is still game afoot?\" he asked turning his head again and locking onto the sound of the alpha not too far away. His chest hurt from the claw marks, but he found quickly that it would operate with ease, just painfully. His back and his head were throbbing something aweful, though that was much less of a concern than the human blood he smelled. He paused and decided that field medical wouldn't be bad \"Human, my name is Sinys. We should patch that arm before moving. It's your choice though.\" he said hoping that a name might calm her. He didn't know if she was experiencing the same feelings as him being on a battlefield for the first time. \n\nMostly he was calming himself, he had never had so many close calls before in his life. Not so many as in the last ten minutes anyhow. He readied himself to tear an inside fold of his robe that would be rather clean. Had he known that there would have been fighting he would have brought his own kit. He didn't even have any liquor to cleanse the wound. All of these thoughts piled up as he waited on her response, if she accepted he would hurriedly bandaged her up. Preventing further blood loss and keeping the arm from pumping out blood from activity. To which he assumed she wasn't ready to give up yet.", "username": "EthTenshi" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "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": "Lyn Marik", "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "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": "Helena Axford", "text": "☆ Helena ☆\n\nHelena sat and half listened to the conversations that were going on around her. She knew some names and she at least recognized every face in there. She'd seen them all often enough to know if they were student or staff or teacher. But that was about it for the most part. She was fairly certain that the ones at the table with her were named Baulder, and...well maybe she didn't know enough names. That would have to be fixed. They were talking about one not the missions that had been posted. She was fairly sure at least. She'd only half heard half of what they were saying. It was rude to listen to others conversation after all.\n\nBut she kinda needed to butt into their conversation regardless. Well, she could not, but she wanted the honey pot that was over by them and not within her reach. She cleared throat, looking to them as she pushed up her glasses on her nose. \"Excuse me,\" she said, waving her fingers at them and trying to at least sound pleasant even if she was sure she looked like death. \"Would one of you be so kind as to hand me the honey pot, please?\"", "username": "May" }, { "char_name": "E'nasha Williams", "text": "E'nasha Williams\n\nE'nasha couldn't help but smile as she heard Baulder say that he'd be going to Yarosmere with her, though she wasn't sure what he meant by her being an 'arbitration' to his decision. \"You don't have to go to Yarosmere just because I am, but it'd be great if you did! Maybe, when we're done with the mission or if there's a lull, I could show you my village. Well, assuming we'd be anywhere near it at all.\" A large group of students walked in shortly after she spoke, and she felt a shiver run though her. Pulling her hands into the sleeves of her coat for a second, she sighed. \"I suppose the cold can feel good in small doses, but it hinders you so much... at least you don't need to wear some bulky coat to protect yourself from heat.\"\n\nShe stopped grumbling after a moment, and realized that if she didn't finish her food soon the cold would get to it too. She quickly ate the last few bites on her plate, mentally cursing the cold for causing yet another annoyance to her today. \"The food in Yarosmere is pretty good, I guess. It's not too different on a basic level from what we have here at the college, though the spices used in dishes and how the food is cooked can be very different. One of my favorite things is a type of lightly-spiced flat bread that you can put pretty much whatever you want onto, and you roll it up to eat.\" She wasn't sure what to do or say next, but then someone sitting not too far away at their table asked if she or Baulder could pass the honey over. She reached over to grab the pot, but her grasp fell short, her arm was just a few inches too far away to reach it. \n\nSlightly embarrassed, she brought her arm back to her side and gently nudged Baulder with her elbow. \"Could you pass the honey pot over to her please Baulder? I can't reach it.\" She turned to face the other woman and smiled lightly at her. \"Are you feeling alright? You look like you may have caught a cold... Oh, sorry, I'm E'nasha, by the way.\"", "username": "Vesuvius00" }, { "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder", "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": "Colette Filiatraut", "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": "Keri Wolf", "text": "Keri Wolf\n\nKeri opened her mouth to deny Colette's comment before shaking her head. She never spoke a single word about skipping meals but then again the woman was much younger compared to most of the vampires here. The young woman standing in front of her had 231 years as an advantage dispute the 16 to 18 year old look. If one would have added Lucilia into the mix then they both would have lost in an instant, not like she would actually tell you her real age. The younger vampire's head turn toward the window just in time to see another flake stick for a few seconds before melting away into the air leaking a small water mark where it had once been. The room wasn't completely fill yet it wasn't completely empty as she stared out into toward the college grounds. If one was beside her they would see that something wasn't quite right, as if something was bothering the girl or she was looking at a memory playing inside the room, but then again they would had to been rather closed.\n\nShe saw Lyn playing in the crimson snow which laid underneath her feet, with a mischievous grin upon her face, along with half dead eyes looking directly at someone. Mar was at a distance slowly crawling and pleading for something to stop. To leave her child alone. Inside Keri's mind her eyes flickered toward a figure dressed inside Althalus' armor with a weapon held high, only to fall as smoothing slashed through his armor. Slowly the students were placed in specific areas where they were killed. Some of the teachers were wounded and beaten causing rumbles of cheering and chanting on one side of the area. In the other a familiar chuckled fluttered through the air as if it was just a normal everyday thing. The vampire could feel herself moving forward inside her dream like state as a crimson hand slowly fluttered in her line of sight. Her claws bared the sign of use and the scent of freshly spilled blood filtered through the winter air. The young woman could feel as her throat began to dry as she stalked toward the two last victims. Khan seemed to be keeping Colette behind him as she screamed a name out, as if to snap them out of the trance, only to be overpowered by a familiar laugher. One word passed the person's lips. A single word that ended both of their lives.\n\nA loud clicking sound caused the young woman nearly jump out of her skin. She looked around in search of any evidence of what occurred was real just to be proven wrong. A another nightmare which haunted the vampire's morning. She noted that this one was more vivid than the ones in the past was. For some reason after Uicle had caught her the nightmares seemed to had begun hunting her in the day as her sleeplessness nights had ceased. Keri sighed as she allowed herself to focused on clearing her head, which for some reason caused her to think of the promises that were made, and how the owners didn't even have a clue of what was happening. \" In order to protect everyone from the result of my dream I must not tell. This is the best way to protect everyone. If I'm unable to keep the distance that is needed from these people than I shall bear these nightmares on my own. Only then will I be able to keep the students and teacher away from the same monster that I had met so long.\" the young woman repeated this inside her head before turning around to follow Colette. The older vampire seemed to have stopped to allow the young one to catch up which made the younger vampire a tiny bit better. \" So, where are we going first? To the missions board are or for something to eat?\" the young woman asked as if she kept up the whole time.", "username": "Demonic Angel" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak hummed at Meirin. \"Well, I really do not wish to risk Lucilia filling the mission before we have a chance to speak to her, but…\" He began, giving a quick glance around them. There was no one around to pay attention to them, so he gave her another, brief kiss. \"I have such a difficult time saying no to you. We can get some breakfast, see if we can find anyone we can trust to join us. There are some of our friends who I believe would be well-suited to diplomacy. Others…would be objectively terrible. Hopefully this time, Lucilia actually has the presence of mind to consider the personalities of the students she allows on the mission, especially considering how delicate it could be.\"\n\nOnce the pair made their way to the dining hall, Ssarak looked around for anyone they knew. There were indeed a few friends around, though Ssarak elected to at least get his breakfast first. As usual, his meal reflected his meat-heavy diet. He had a sizable cut of pork, with a side of mutton and an egg from an animal he had never actually heard of before, and a cup of herbal tea, since he was in the mood for something more interesting than water. He took his seat beside Meirin, though he refrained from any physical shows of affection that were too obvious, regardless of how tempting it might have been. He knew Mei was uncomfortable with public displays of affection, and he could understand her reasoning. It was only exceptional moments in which he would consider anything more than a quick hug, or a wing around her shoulder. \n\n\"So, who do believe may be a good fit for this mission?\" Ssarak questioned.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nSmiling at Ssarak's quick kiss, the two went to the dinning hall. Meirin's meal were, as usual, fairly plain. Fried eggs and oat meal, with a cup of water. It was an unconscious choice on her part: she was just used to simple meals and doesn't go out of her way to look for anything more extravagant. She was still getting used to all the luxuries the college provided. Eating her meal quietly she sat a bit away from Ssarak, not out of any sort of discomfort, but she liked to keep her space. While she loved the eysire, she still had some conflicting feelings about their relationship. It just seemed so... Odd to her. Not just the fact he was an eysire, but romance in general. She felt very affectionate for him, but this wasn't something she wanted others to know. She couldn't put her finger on why, but in a way she wanted to keep Ssarak to herself. Meirin worried that if she was too open with it, it might attract the attention of others who would want to take Ssarak away from her. It was ridiculous, but that was just how Meirin felt. Even if no one has ever shown signs of being attracted to Ssarak like that, Meirin couldn't help but feel preemptively jealous.\n\nFinishing her meal quickly Meirin looked to Ssarak when he asked who they should look for to participate in the mission. \"Honestly? I'm not entirely sure. I mean... Djarkel is my home, or at least where my home is, so I want to make sure it's safe. With your magic and personality, you seem like the right fit for a mission like this. But as for others I don't know. Obviously we need people who can keep a level head, but we should bring people with... Hmm... Colorful personalities.\" Meirin said as she finished off her water. As much as she doesn't want hot-headed people coming along, since this was a diplomatic mission it was important that they leave an impression. Simply staying out of trouble would not endear them to the important people in Djarkel. Peasants stay out of trouble, diplomats make memories. Hopefully good ones.\n\n\"People who can be passionate without being furious, who can use their emotions instead of letting their emotions use them. You know, interesting and exotic people like you. Students local to Djarkel would help too. It's unfortunate, but racism is common in Djarkel. If we come with students native to Djarkel it might make the more xenophobic members more willing to talk to us, or at least to them. And lastly, since we are representing the college, we should have someone who's magic talents differ from our own. I'm sure at some point people would want to see us show the fruits of our labor. While I may not be a performer, I'm confident in my abilities.\"", "username": "Ryonara" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "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": "Helena Axford", "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": "☆ Helena ☆\nNox Mission \n\nHelena blinked as things took a rapid shift around her. \"I know that,\" she said with a tone that implied that she actually didn't. Or more accurately that she did, but she'd forgotten and spoken without thought. She hated being made to look stupid, especially by little dipwits like him. \"It would help if you didn't say it like a know it all,\" she grumbled to herself, rolling her eyes a little bit. \n\nAs the thing disappeared, she looked around, trying to see if it was going to pop back up again, even as the drama unfolded. Guess no one listens to anyone, She thought with a huff. She waffled for a moment about going to comfort the girl, but decided that wasn't the roll she needed to full now. And there was Collette who seemed much more for that than her that moment. \"That's great,\" she said to the other man. \"But I wouldn't count that thing as gone, so as shitty as it may seem, we need to get moving. Before we're next.\"\n\nShe turned to look at Athalus first, hoping he'd be the practical one here as well and agree. Then she looked to Annabeth, looking a little pleading that she agree with her as well, hoping that she wouldn't be too emotional about this and try to keep those who were alive, alive still.", "username": "May" }, { "char_name": "E'nasha Williams", "text": "E'nasha Williams ~ Unknown Cave, Yarosmere\n\n---\n\n\n\"Well, I actually didn't see anything that happened before we all got here. I was kinda pulled through a shadow portal against my will.\" E'nasha was being unnecessarily snippy at the Naga, and she knew it. But still, she sighed before turning to face Mar as the woman put a hand on her shoulder, listening as she continued. \"I'm not asking to be escorted to the palace itself or anything like that. Heck, maybe the whole 'involuntary' part was why I felt so sick the first time. Maybe this time, knowing what's gonna happen, I'll be ok... or less queasy at least.\"\n\nShe stood silently as Mar continued, a worried look on her face as she realized just how bad the situation could get as soon as they even get there. She waited until mar was done talking to pose an idea to the Naga. \"Maybe, you should stay here? Or we could work out a plan to deal with the possibility of being found out.\" She paused, glancing around at the others in the room before continuing. \"They don't know the extent of your magic yet. You could say that you like these traits and so you have them just because of that, and if they ask you to change to be more 'normal' you could tell them that that's just not how it works.. that it would take too long and too much energy to do?\"\n\n\"Although, that would be banking on the hope that they know nothing about Vitamancy...\" E'nasha trailed off as she looked to Mak and Sahra, wondering what they thought.", "username": "Vesuvius00" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "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": "Helena Axford", "text": "☆ Helena ☆\nNox Mission \n\nHelena was glad that someone seemed to listen. But of course, everything was against them and shit quickly got shittier. The rumbling caught her attention and this time she stepped into the room with the others. She grabbed at Drake's hand purely because he was in front of her, and pulled him along with her towards Annabeth and the other girl. Darell was right about them needing to stay together. She just hoped that he and Athalus behind her would be able to keep up as well.\n\n\"Annabeth, Collette,\" she shouted, looking around for the latter and just happening to catch a sight she didn't want to see again. \"Fuckin' hell, I hate being right,\" she cursed.\n\n\"Beastie is back,\" she yelled to the room as whole. \"Get your shit together.\"", "username": "May" }, { "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut", "text": "Colette Filiatraut,Nox Mission \nLocation-Nox\n\nColette gulped and paled as rumbling surrounded them once again. Looking down the hall, she gasped when she saw the familiar shape of a nitemare heading right towards them. Colette looked as Helena shouted her name. She rushed towards the wall in hopes she was out of its charging path.\n\n\"We need to get out of here Annabeth, Helena!\" Pulling out her rapier, she jumped up in time to dodge the nitemare and arched her weapon towards the beast's back before swinging her body back to land on her feet behind the ugly nitemare. Normally black was her favorite color, but in the shape like this, it just made the color very ugly to her.\n\n'At this rate, none of us will survive this nightmare place' Colette felt the stinging sensation of tears building in her eyes, but instantly blinked them away. Now was not the time for crying, she needed to keep her mind focus on the fight for freedom. She had no intention or desire of dying. Gripping tightly to the handle, she rushed at the beast swinging both her arms sideway, her eyes full of intense frustration that did well to hide the fear gripping her non-beating heart. \n\nSummer Flores, Yarsomere\nLocation- Unknown, Underground Caves\n\nSummer took the time to sit down and rest up, feeling all the adrenaline from the events finally wearing off, leaving her body sore and tired. She winced as she felt several bones pop and crack. She looked down at her body and saw she had some sand from traveling in the desert littering the inside of her dress.\n\n\"I wonder if there is a way to get cleaned up here\" She wondered out loud, standing back up despite her body's protest. She brushed her red hair over her shoulder and began to walk away from the crowd, spring green eyes looking around.\n\nNow that she had a chance to look around, she had to admit, this place was quite a beautiful place. Her hand brushed against the rough texture that she believed to be sandstone, but with almost no knowledge outside the forest and plants. Making a mental note to study more about this stuff, she continued her way, determined to find some place to clean up.\n\nShe stopped when she was just out of view of people and sighed. She could easily ask someone, but they all seemed busy and she knew Mar was trying to gain information, so she couldn't go up and bug her about it. She felt lost, out of in a place like this, her element didn't belong in a scolding hot terrain like the desert aside from a few cactuses and yuka plants. \n\nTurning back, she went back towards the people and saw a bathing facility across from her. Wondering how she missed that, she went towards it and hid behind one of the walls, undress until she was just in her undergarments. Not really concerned about getting them wet, she going into the water and sighed. Like a plant, she felt more energetic than before and it was like the soreness vanished.\n\n\"Hmm this feels good\" eyes closed, she allowed her mind to naturally escape from reality, a habit she learned back when she was trapped for all those years, only to have her eyes snap back open, the haunting image of her parents filling her head. She felt tears build in her eyes. She had no way of knowing if they were alive at all. For the first time, she cursed her powers, if she didn't have to have them sealed, she could have done something to help, but if it wasn't for that...she might not have been found and brought to the college.\n\nIn the short time she had been in the college, it had become a home to her. She had people to talk to, fresh, hot meals to eat every day and night and she was learning to control her powers one slow leaf at a time. She wiped her eyes with her dripping wet hand and began to let wash up.\n\nOnce she deemed herself cleaned enough, she got out and wrung out her hair and undergarments before getting dressed. She came back into view of people and sat down, choosing to relax before they would leave again.", "username": "Luna" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Helena Axford", "text": "☆ Helena ☆\n\nHelena looked between Henri and pretty much everyone else in the carriage and rolled her eyes some. She understood Henri pretty well. The two of them were very much alike in a lot of ways. She figured that if Athalus didn't have Lyn to think about, he'd probably like Henri a bit more. The three of them weren't all that dissimilar after all. But Lyn was there, and whether Henri was actually interested or not didn't matter, because Athalus had already decided he couldn't be interested.\n\n\"Or how about we all stop ganging up on Henri,\" she sighed, looking over to her friend seated not that far away. She gave him a playful little wink and a smile that let him know she was on his side. She understood what the other's were saying as well, but that didn't mean that they had to be so rude to him. He obviously had had experience in the past, where most of them probably didn't in the same way.", "username": "May" }, { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "text": "Leith Calder\n\n\"I think you'd have to be crazy to not be excited,\" Leith answered E'nasha's question with a smile. \"Or a resident, I guess,\" he added thoughtfully. It felt strange to be going to Shimmerstone. Even though the college and all their inhabitants were welcome at the capitol city, they still had students that either had a taboo Blood, or was a vampire, or... Leith glanced at his hand, tainted demonically. Hopefully they didn't run into anyone that held the values of Eania as close to their hearts as some people he had the pleasure of meeting. \n\nHe shook his head of dark thoughts and made sure his had was covered by his cloak, now sporting another patch. Satisfied, he turned to Ssarak's question. \"I don't know, really. Maybe we could see what they have for entertainment here, or find some food.\" He glanced at Helena, the corner of his mouth tugged into a smile. \"Play some games.\" He decided to learn how to fight better than he could about three months back and sought out Althalus. Turns out the man had been training some of the other fellow students, and now he had a test in mind for their time in Shimmerstone, and it's turned into something of a game. One that he intended to win.\n\nLeith glanced over at Henri. The man had the unfortunate luck to be seated next to Lyn, Althalus and Alaira, and because he was an unknown, that immediately made them protective of the hybrid, and while not necessarily hostile towards Henri, definitely quite heated towards him. Leith chuckled to himself before turning to E'nasha. with a smile. \"So where's your shadow?\"", "username": "Konan375" }, { "char_name": "Lyn Marik", "text": "Lyn, Shimmerstone\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nLyn fell into quiet thoughtfulness at Henri's conversation, though she nodded at E'nasha's question. Her eyes switch back to the city, noting its wonders and busy atmosphere woven through its streets. People from all walks of life tread here without a care. Thankfully they would be spending most their time among the common people rather than the diplomats. Unlike Lidda. At the thoughts of the vitamancer teacher, her eyes lifted upward and spotted a dark bird flying around the city. It was a raven. She recalled Lidda had traveled ahead of the carriage to connect with her father a few weeks back. \n\n \"Really? I would love that!\" Lyn nearly squeaked in her enthusiasm at the notion. Then she caught her mother's raised eyebrow and clashed her hands over her mouth, silencing it. \n\n\"Sorry,\" she managed to say in a more appropriate tone. \n\nShe had missed Alaira's kick at the bottom of Henri's seat, but she did catch the comment, \"I've never known you to be completely silent about what you felt was wrong, Alaira.\" \n\nHer attention focused more on the festive going on around them than inside the carriage. Gradually it came to a stop as she made her way onto the cobblestone street. The streets were so busy with life that she couldn't help but stare, her eyes drawn to the activity so familiar to her. Her thoughts were broken by her father nearby causing her to spot him near the wall. She smiled a bit. Her feet cut down the distance between them while she leaned over, giving him an affectionate peck on the cheek before noting her mother wasn't beside him. \n\nBefore she could comment on it, Helena's word came to Henri's defense. Lyn noticed the wink exchange and her gut churned a bit. She wondered if there was something between them. Not wanting to dwell on it, she moved toward the carriage where her mother was located. She stepped up high enough to peer in through the carriage window. Marya appeared to be just daydreaming causing Lyn to speak up. \n\n \"Mom, everything alright?\" \n\n \"Um?\" Mar said then faced her, seeming to slip out of her trance, \"Yes, it is. I'm sorry, I was thinking about something. We've arrived?\" \n\n \"Yeah, need help out?\" \n\n \"No, I can do it,\" Carefully Mar began to exit out of her side, standing now by the carriage. Her arms crossed over her front slightly defensively while she approached the group. \n\nNaturally, Lyn looked at her father. \n\n 'She alright?' Lyn mouthed to him when mother's back turned away.", "username": "Fallenreaper" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nMeirin went straight towards the garden, but not before gussying herself up. While putting on make up wasn't unusual for Meirin, today was a special occasion, so she not only applied a bit more then usual, but even kept a bit with her to fix any messes. And dashing to the garden cause her to sweat enough to cause some of her make up to start running, so using a pool of water as her mirror Meirin reapplied what she needed before she spotted Ssarak in the gardens. \n\nThe gardens were peaceful and quiet unlike most of the college. Everyone must have gone towards the dining hall. Finding Ssarak would be no problem here, but Meirin wanted to walk a bit. As she enjoyed the scenery she pondered just how her relationship with Ssarak has gone so far. They've only been together for about a week, officially. Thinking back on it she's actually been with Ssarak for much longer, and it's only been recently that they've told their feelings for one another. She wondered if she was taking things too quickly, but considering how close they were even before Meirin confessed to him, perhaps this was her chance to take things up a notch? Her face blushed at the idea however, thinking that she was being hasty. While she certainly had fantasies about Ssarak and their possible life together, she needed to be careful not to get too crazy. Temperance and consideration was needed, as well as communication. Meirin wouldn't mind living the rest of her life with Ssarak, but only after she accepts that he is the one she wants to be with forever. Meirin loves Ssarak, but a decision like that... There were too many things to account for.\n\nAs she wandered around Meirin came across Cupid Roses. She remembered seeing them in alchemy class, though they lacked any notable properties. But symbolically, they were a classical representation of one's love and devotion. Specifically a prayer for young love, to flourish against adversity and strife. It was appropriate for the situation: Meirin wasn't quite ready for a long-term commitment, but she was more than happy to facilitate her budding romance with Ssarak. Carefully Meirin picked a few Cupid Roses from a bushel and wrapped them with her handkerchief. \"Now to find Ssarak.\"\n\nIt wasn't hard finding the eysire in the gardens. His dark scales clashed vibrantly against the green foliage. And while he likely already picked up her thoughts as she approached Meirin still called out for him. \n\n\"Hello Ssarak.\"", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nAs soon as he heard Meirin's voice, Ssarak lifted up his head, and his smile widened. He was seated in the grass in a part of the garden which he felt looked particularly nice. The platter of food he had brought was covered to hold in the heat, but fortunately, he had not had to wait too long for her to arrive. \n\n\"Hello, Meirin.\" Ssarak responded. For a brief moment, he simply looked at her, smiling. To him, she looked quite nice, though it was not due to the makeup, as his mind was not designed to notice the fine details of a human's face. Rather, it was because of the way she moved as she approached, because of her smile, and her tone. It was because of the effort she had placed into her appearance and clothing, and though they had each only spoken a few words, he could see that she seemed excited for this meeting. \n\nThe silence between them was just long enough to be noticed before Ssarak continued. \"You look quite beautiful, I must say. Please, sit down.\" He added, motioning to a spot beside him. He hoped she did not mind sitting in the grass. He might have been able to find a table or bench, but the vibrance and color of the flowers in the spot he selected had a certain beauty which he, and hopefully Meirin, admired. Quite simply, it was romantic. \n\nAs Meirin approached, Ssarak uncovered the platter and started to separate out their respective meals. \"I know you are missing the feast to be here, so...I thought it would be nice to have a feast of our own. Would you like a glass of wine?\" He asked as he uncorked the bottle to pour a glass for himself.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "Meirin Kurenai\n\nSsarak had chosen a nice place in the gardens. Meirin didn't terribly mind sitting in the grass; her dress was almost the same color, so any stains would be unnoticeable. As she sat down Meirin handed him the cupid roses. \"These are for you. Cupid Roses... They symbolize the growth of a budding romance.\" Immediately Meirin's face turned red. She felt foolish simply explaining what Cupid Roses were for. She just laughed it off and handed it off to Ssarak, gladly accepting a cup of wine. Perhaps a few drinks would allow her to relax.\n\nThere were also food which Ssarak had brought with him. Steamed vegetables, a fruit platter, and some sort of stew with mushrooms. Not a lot of meat, but Meirin was fine with that; meat was a rare commodity back at the monastery and even now Meirin eats a lot of greens out of habit. her stomach growled, reminding her that she hasn't eaten anything yet. Eager to chow down Meirin was about to ask Ssarak for a bowl when she felt something hit her head. It wasn't a physical pain however, but a mental one. One that she knew too well. \"Oh my... I shouldn't have sat down so quickly, I'm a little dizzy...\"\n\nBut in truth it was Meirin's narcolepsy acting up. Before she came to the college it was a constantly plague, but now she has been taking medicine to fight it. But she's been taking a bit more then usual and they still peak out at times. She hasn't actually fallen asleep for a very long time, but that was due taking her medicine regularly. Not wanting her condition to worsen Meirin would need to take another pill. So casually, Meirin took her plate that Ssarak had given her, eating a few bites and taking some sips from her wine. Occasionally she would reach into her purse to grab a napkin to wipe her mouth, but she was also sneaking some pills. \n\nOf course it wouldn't be hard for Ssarak to notice that Meirin was doing this, even if he doesn't read her mind. Meirin wasn't trying to be sneaky, rather she was simply trying not to make a big fuss about it. And wanting to distract him from questioning Meirin spoke. \"By the way Ssarak, I noticed that you spoke to some other Eysire at the feast. Mind if I ask what you spoke to them about?\"", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Though Meirin seemed embarrassed by it, Ssarak was glad that she had explained why she had given him the roses. Giving another flowers was an unfamiliar tradition to him, seeing as there were no flowers to give in his homeland. It was a custom that he would be sure to keep in mind for the future. He gladly accepted them, and smiled in thanks while she got herself situated. \n\nSsarak of course noticed Meirin's uneasiness as she sat down. Her condition was something that was actually easy to forget about as of late, since her medicine was rather effective at mitigating the symptoms. He was already well-aware of her narcolepsy, so there was no need for him to ask if she was alright. Rather, he just addressed her question. \"They were representatives of the Scorched Lands. Uicle asked me to speak to them, to gather information. What I learned from them does have rather dire implications for my homeland, but...well, there is no reason to worry about it at this very moment. I think we both deserve to be able to just...ignore these stresses, if only for a moment.\"\n\nPausing a moment, Ssarak looked around at the garden surrounding them, closed his eyes, and took in a deep breath. \"This place has such vibrance, does it not? So full of life. Plants are a rarity in the Scorched Lands, and none have the color of these. I remember the first time I saw a forest. The caravan driver nearly abandoned me for how many times I stopped and stared in awe at every tree or plant.\"\n\nAlong with the many flowers and other plants, the garden had its share of bees, butterflies, and other insect life. Most insects tended to be annoying, more than anything, but from what Ssarak gathered, butterflies were a welcomed guest in most outings. Being simple-minded creatures, most insects were not difficult for a psychomancer to manipulate, at least not individually. Spotting one flying nearby, he held out his finger in front of Meirin, then compelled the colorful creature to land on it. \"When a butterfly first landed on me, I actually started flailing my arm trying to get it off of me.\" He added with a chuckle. \"I thought it was going to inject me with some manner of poison. Harmless creatures, even insects, are a rarity in my homeland. I am much more familiar with this place now, but I am sure it will not be long before I do something to completely embarrass myself in front of you. Do not worry, you have my permission to laugh, when it comes.\" Ssarak said with a grin.", "username": "EliteCommander" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Keri Wolf", "text": "Keri wished that she could take back the words at once after they snaked out of her mouth. It wasn't really out of anger which caused her to act that way, well not entirely anyway. Yes it was indeed becoming an uncontrollable amount. Keri knew her attempts of keeping it under control were proving difficult. Thankfully she would be able to unleash that fury to the one that had cause this grief in the first place.\n\nShe closely watched Satori as her old friend turned her attention back towards the bear. Keri eyes shifted towards Ssarak, as if she was about to ask something. The bear towards Satori's direction causing Keri's eyes to shift back. She intently focused on the cobblestone as her friend's footsteps drew closer. As Satori stopped in front of her once more causing her to look into her friend's face again.\n\nAs Satori laid out that she was starting to become a vampire, Keri lifted her bitten hand. A filthy piece cloth laid somewhat loosely upon the wound. She carefully started to examine her arm only now to notice filth on unnoticed claw marks. Her face paled as fear replaced the tightly held hope. She felt her knees lock in place then turned to jello. Air seemed in Keri's mind thinner forcing her to take shallower breaths.\n\n\" What do you mean by turning into a vampire. That's impossible Satori.\" Keri whispered, begging almost, as gravity forced her to fall hard on her knees.", "username": "Demonic Angel" }, { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "text": "Leith was slightly surprised when Annabeth grabbed him by the hand and started to pull him along in her search for Khan. She didn't seem to have any misgivings about the gauntlet. It was nice that she didn't. Not many people can ignore the gauntlet. \n\n'And It'd make it so easy to crush her hand. All you'd need to do is grab her hand and squeeze.'\n\nLeith stiffened when the words were spoken into his mind. He was told that if he kept the gauntlet after it fused to his hand, at some time it would start talking to him. The same went for any of the Daemon Artes. The gauntlet had started talking to him during his mission in his fight against his doppleganger. After the fight, it had remained silent, but now it seemed that it had started talking again. Leith frowned. This wasn't a good sign. \n\nWith a start, he realized that had stopped walking, and in essence, stopped himself from being pulled along by Annabeth. He had to think quickly as to a reason why he had stopped. Then it occurred to him.\n\n\"Sorry. I just remembered where Khan might be. I saw him and Uicle having what looked like an argument in the Dining Hall. They both left and were heading in the same direction. They might be in either one of their offices.\"", "username": "Konan375" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Keri Wolf", "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": "Deven Zoria", "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": "Helena Axford", "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": "Sinys Erweinoc Luf'firio", "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": "E'nasha Williams", "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": "Keri Wolf", "text": "Keri Wolf\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.\" Lyn said truthfully. It didn't really upset her since the young woman had no prior knowledge of the creature's creation since the bear was made long before the vampire had decided to come to the college. But it was was another lesson in which she was curious to take just in case the same problem occurred in the future. Granted it was a major possibility since the ones from the hunt weren't captured yet.\n\nThe young woman felt Helena grasp her hand and the human taking in a deep breath from the ice cold feeling from Keri's hand. Something in which most seemed to do, well that weren't other vampires making the girl grin, exposing her white fangs. \"Fuck, you're cold.\" The poor woman stated as the vampire softly chuckled.\" I should have warned you that I have a really low body temperature. Sorry about that Helena. I guess I forget that other humans can't stand the cold very well.\" she said calmly and waited for the woman to absorbed that bit of information.", "username": "Demonic Angel" }, { "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch", "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nSmiling at Lyn's warm embrace, Annabeth gave the girl a hug herself. Keri had a chat with Lyn about her stuffed bear. Annabeth didn't know the whole detail of the thing, only that Uicle made it for Lyn as her guardian. Some sort of golem hiding steal daggers or something along those lines. As far as guardians go, Annabeth supposed that a stuffed toy wasn't the worse. Though she wondered if Lyn would eventually out grow such things. It might be fine for a little girl, but it would be strange if Lyn matured into an adult woman yet still carried around the little brown bear.\n\nAnnabeth also noticed Lyn's jumpiness. She didn't need to read Lyn's mind to know that ever since the attack, Lyn has been... Careful. Now that she thought more of it, Annabeth felt some guilt about wanting to surprise Lyn. True she was maturing far faster than anyone or anything else Annabeth has ever known, but Lyn was still naive and innocent. Even if everyone was ultimately safe from that disaster, Annabeth could imagine Lyn having some mental scars due to it.\n\nLyn then mentioned that she had been gathering mulberries to make into a pastry for Tyrael. Annabeth knew that Lyn was someone Tyrael holds precious to him, but in his currently unstable mentality, Annabeth was uncertain if it would be alright for Lyn to be around him. While he may certainly mean well, from what Annabeth heard, Tyrael intended to kill some of the students to protect the ones he loved. Annabeth is afraid of finding out what else he would do for his loved ones, or to them for that matter. \"I'm a pretty good baker. And if you want, I could bring it to Tyrael later. He tends to go to Underhaven a lot so I can give it to him during work.\" While Annabeth does think that maybe Tyrael needs to spend some time with his \"Family\", she doesn't want him anywhere near Lyn after his trips to Underhaven. She has no idea how much booze it takes to make him tipsy, but she wasn't going to let Tyrael near Lyn whenever he's reeking of booze. Being Lyn's drunken uncle was just going to be a set up for a tragedy, Annabeth knows it.\n\n\"How many berries did you get Lyn? If you have enough, we could make it into something easy like a pie. Or we can make it into a jam and go from there.\"", "username": "Lucius Cypher" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "To her surprise, her sneak attack did little to harm the bear. He didn't seen seem all that hurt, though she did at least sent him back a few feet. Regardless of the damage, the bear turn and ran back to the forest. Meirin went over to the fallen body, but she didn't recognize him. Didn't matter though, he was bleeding heavily and needed immediate attention. She did a rudimentary patch job by tearing off some cloth from her clothes and bandaged up some of the stranger's wounds, before picking him up effortlessly and running towards the infirmary. Along the way, Meirin was met with yet another surprise; another wounded student. She saw one fairly muscular girl looking at the body in shock. If Meirin had to guess, the other girl was also injured in some way.**\"Gods, everyone is getting hurt... You there! Let me help you carry her back to the infirmary!\"**", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Alaira Taenn", "text": "**Alaira Taenn** \n\nAlaira hadn't dreamed, her pained slumber was essentially a long, dark prolonged suffering. However, she was dimly aware that the pain had stopped. Of course, being unconscious she wouldn't remember that. Still, Her rest was easier.\n\nSome time later, her eyes shot open and she awoke with a start. wait, Lyn was in danger!**\"Mar! Someone's come to kill...\"**She began to shout, but her voice trailed off when she saw Lyn, safe as ever, lying next to her mother.**\"Lyn...\"**At that point, Alaira inspected her surroundings. She was in one of the infirmary's cots, unarmored. But she didn't seem to be wounded at all.**\"W-was it a dream?\"**she almost whispered to herself. She then saw her armor lying in the corner, covered in blood. Most of it her own.**\"But then... what happened?\"**She said. Had they managed to stop him? But she was fine... oh gods, how long had it been?! She had finally seen Athalus in the corner, and decided that if anyone knew what the hell was going on, he might.**\"Hey, Daisy!\"**She called. when she had seemed to have gotten his attention, she asked**\"What the flying fuck happened?!\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch", "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth was walking back towards her dormitory when she saw Cynn. Though the two didn't talk to each other much, it wasn't out of any disinterest or malice. Annabeth and Cynn simply never had very compatible schedules, and met each other rarely. At first Annabeth was going to greet her, but that greeting was cut short when Cynn fell to the ground. Annabeth rushed over and saw the cut on her neck. It was deep enough to draw blood, but the fact that she managed to get this far without dying meant that Cynn could be saved. The Infirmary wasn't too far away either, so Annabeth bandaged Cynn's injury with a cloth before someone else arrived. Two strangers as far as Annabeth knew, but one of them was carrying another injured student.**\"What is going on today?!\"**The red-haired stranger asked if she needed help carrying Cynn, though Annabeth shook her head. She managed to pick up Cynn very carefully as to not worsen her cut and jerked her head towards the Infirmary.**\"We have to hurry, follow me!\"**\n\nThe group ran towards the Infirmary as fast as they could, running past a group of metal golems that nearly took up the entire hallway. Annabeth didn't get a chance to figure out what they were there for before she burst into the Infirmary.**\"Samuel, Lidda, anyone! We need help! Two students are injured, Cynn has her neck cut open, and the other one is bleeding profusely.\"**But when she arrived, she didn't see anyone. Annabeth was worried that they wold lose these two, but than someone stepped out of the corner of the room.\n\nLucilia Riovas\n\n**\"My my my...\"**Lucilia had wondered what was taking Meirin so long. After stabilizing Grey, she decided to head towards the infirmary herself. What she chanced upon, however, was Xyden being escorted by a group of golems and Sam after attempting to kill Mar and her child. She only arrived after Uicle left, but she was able to get most of the information of what happened through one of the ficus plants. There were many more questions than there was answers, which she was going to need form both Mar and Xyden. Lucilia was beginning to regret allowing Mar to stay all those months ago, but now was not her place to call judgement on it. It was a very stressful day, and it was only going to get worse.\n\nShortly after getting her needles, a group of students barged in with more injured students. Lucilia wondered if this was the handy work of Xyden as well, but she would have to push those questions aside. Walking around the corner Lucilia quickly took charge.**\"Put them on the beds, I'll get to work with them. You two, wash up, you're going to help me with these operations.\"**Than Alaria came in and started yelling, demanding to know what had happened. This was getting tiresome. Trying not to yell but making it very clear that she was getting angry, Lucilia turned towards Alaria and Athalus.**\"Keep it down. Either assist me in treating these two or leave and allow time to rest. We do not need any more disturbances right now.\"**Once the two bodies were placed on the beds, Lucilia blocked out anything else and began operating.", "username": "Lucius Cypher" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Cynn Ellime", "text": "**Cynn Ellime**\n\nSoon after Leith had exited the room, Cynn heard footsteps approach the door again, but from the opposite direct that Leith had gone in. Soon after this observation, the door once again opened, and, much to the wood elf's relief, Annabeth stepped in. It was good to see a friendly... Well, was it a friendly face? That argument had gotten really heated, really fast, and she wasn't quite sure if the human's return was a peaceful one or not. And why should she get to talk to her now, even when she was in need? If she knew that Cynn had been stabbing the wall because of her and had stripped to next-to-nothing, she'd win! So, when Annabeth called for her, she didn't answer, and figured she'd find her soon enough if she kept looking.\n\nSoon after, the white-haired elf heard what seemed to be Leith's boots coming back the way they'd left, and she panicked. Of course, it was only a matter of time before Cynn got found out, but she'd hoped she would get a bit longer making Annabeth think about her actions. He entered the room with a massive gauntlet in his hand, and missed Annabeth's presence entirely. This was suddenly awkward, even by Cynn's standards, and she had to bite back a sigh of facepalminess to keep Annabeth from noticing her.", "username": "Crossark" }, { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "text": "Leith shook his head with a smile as he hurried back to the room he had left Cynn. How had he forgotten that he had this? While leaving the room like he had might not have been the correct thing to do, he was excited to have a practical use for the item he had. He looked at the oversizedgauntlethe was wearing on his right hand. It was an interesting artifact. It was a reward for being a part both of the missions that Satori's Investigation Squad had had so far.\n\nA Daemon Artes called the Hand of Ginax. The ability of the gauntlet was that it gave the user a strength boost in that hand. He wouldn't be able to feel the weight of whatever he picked up with the gauntlet, but he could feel the weight of the gauntlet. At ten pounds, it was a pretty heavy gauntlet. One odd thing that Leith noticed about it was that the gauntlet had started to change in its appearance. The fingers were rounded when he got it, but the after he had worn it a few times to try it out, the fingers started to get points to them, something that he had wanted so he could grab solid objects a bit easier.*Quite the item.*\n\nLeith had almost walked past the door to Cynn's room. With a small chuckle, Leith opened the door with his left hand. Unfortunately, the gauntlet made it hard to gauge how hard he gripped anything held in his hand. There had been several times he had crushed a rock to dust because he accidentally gripped it too hard. He pushed the door open and walked over to the bed and knelt down. Greeting Cynn with a smile. \"So, I got what I had forgot about. I'm almost certain that this can help get you unstuck,\" Leith said as he waved at the elf with the gauntlet.", "username": "Konan375" }, { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "Meirin wasn't really sure what to make out of what Locas did. At first she was fairly surprised at his magic, but than he ended up blacking out likely due to blood sickness. Throughout the entire time you could say she was dumbstruck. It didn't take long before medics arrived and took Locas away to the infirmary. She suppose she'd be seeing more of him later, she just hoped that each time didn't end up with him visiting the healers. Once the scene settled down Meirin just decided to get herself something to eat. The food was pretty good by usual college standards. As she went to get a seat she unknowingly passed Grey, who she missed as she didn't recognize him in the new armor. She ate her meal quiet and quickly before putting it away. Meirin wanted to go look around the college since it seems there was some sort of festival going on, but as she was leaving she saw Ssarak. She hasn't really seen him a lot since she taught him how to meditate back at the opening ceremony, though she doubts he needed her help with that now. Still, she figured that if she was going to see familiar faces again, she might as well start with him.**\"Ssarak? It's been a while, hasn't it?\"**", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch", "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nAnnabeth was just about to leave her dorm and look for Cynn when, just as she was about to reach for her door, it opened. Annabeth sidestepped and avoided getting hit by the opening door, only to have some stranger come in wearing a fairly evil looking gauntlet. He seemed to have not seen Annabeth, which was fine as it allowed her to draw her dagger within him noticing. How or why he was here, she didn't care for. He didn't even knock, coming in like he owned the place. She was poised to hit him in the back of the head with the hilt of her dagger when he knelt at the bed and started speak to something under it. He mentioned how it (The gauntlet) would help someone get unstuck. Annabeth assumed it was Cynn. The situation was just all sorts of confusing, but Annabeth decided that she'd just watch for now and see what would happen. She had her dagger hidden behind her back just in case, but otherwise said and did little as the stranger was seemingly going to help Cynn out of a weird situation.", "username": "Lucius Cypher" }, { "char_name": "Greyson 'Grey' Onyx", "text": "**Grey Onyx** \n\n*THUD*\n\n**\"Hugh! T-the hells your -Ach- problem? D-d-don't you, know -Urk- who I am?!\"**\n\nGrey was silent as he held the man against the wall, by his throat. The man struggled and kicked, though against even his old armor it would be pointless. This man wasn't exactly fit. He had been taking a moment to survey the dining hall, and he had noticed that this Djarken Noble had likely had a bit too much wine, and was making unwanted sexual advances on two students. He had simply walked up behind the drunken moron, and grabbed him by the throat. After pressing him to a wall, he turned to the two girls and said**\"Worry not, This situation will be dealt with. Please run off and enjoy the rest of the evening.\"**The two simply nodded and ran off at that point, leaving him to deal with, with*this.*\n\n**\"H-hello?! Do you have *any* idea who you are- Hrk!\"**The noble had begun toangrily question him again, but Grey simply tightened his grip. He was very careful not to actually hurt him. The goal was to use fear to cow him into submission, not start a diplomatic incident.**\"I do not care.\"**He said in the most commanding voice he could muster. The noble tried to speak, but he tightened again to silence him.**\"And I do not care if your status at your homeland allows you to get away with such. *This is not home.*\"**He said, placing extra emphasis on the last part.**\"As such, you abide by our laws. Break them, and I will return. And if I do, I will send you back to Sanguine in a *very* small box. Understand?\"**The man was nearly in tears, and was nodding frantically. As it turns out, he was unused to large angry men putting their hands on his throat. At this point, Grey thought the bastard had had enough, and released him.**\"Go.\"**Grey said, although the man was already walking away as quickly as he could.\n\nWith that business taken care of, he decided it was time to check on Lucilia once more, And was mildly concerned for a moment when she was nowhere to be found. Though she was by no means defenseless, it was his job to watch her at the moment. He noticed that she was leaving for whatever reason, and moved to follow. Besides, his gut had been telling him terrible things were going to happen all day, and misfortune tended to come in waves.**\"Mi'lady! Hold!\"**He said as he got relatively close.**\"If you're leaving, allow me to accompany you.\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Cynn Ellime", "text": "**Cynn Ellime**\n\nThat sigh that Cynn had tried so hard to conceal managed to escape her oral prison and run out into the open. Looking up at Annabeth, she smiled a weak smile and waved awkwardly, her movements limited by the massive block of wood above her.\n\n\"Hi...Annabeth,\" the elf murmured shyly. \"Would...um...you mind...helping L-Leith here? He's...not going to hurt me or anything.\" She added the last part having noticed the girl's hand on her knife, and did so in a tone that implied, \"Back off, he's cool.\" Cynn tried not to think anything rude, because she knew Annabeth might hear it, but some things still slipped in. Still, she figured it was good to let bygones be bygones, and that any help was good help.\n\n*Alright, when this is over,*she thought.*I'm going to get a lighter bed frame*\n\nAs Leith walked over and attempted to lift the bed, she hoped Annabeth would, in fact, help, as it would be a good point of conversation later on.", "username": "Crossark" }, { "char_name": "Annabeth Gulch", "text": "Annabeth Gulch\n\nSo much for the element of surprise. Cynn must have saw Annabeth walked in, or heard her call out to her. But why she was so quiet Annabeth didn't know, but she suppose that she was still a bit sore about their argument. Sighing the human girl sheathed her dagger and went over to Cynn's bed. She gave the stranger an odd look but otherwise decided not to try to antagonize him. Yet. Annabeth still wondered how or why he was in here, but she would do that once Cynn was out from under her bed (Which would bring it's own questions of how and why).**\"Slow and careful now...\"**\n\nIt turned out that thanks to Leith's gauntlet, he would be able to lift the bed on his own, even if he did leave some prints on the bed frame. Annabeth mostly helped by directing the bed so that it wouldn't continue or threaten to crush Cynn yet again, and soon enough her bed sat in the middle of her side of the room, leaving Cynn exposed. Literally so, as she was down to her skivvies. Annabeth's face went red as she turned back towards Cynn's bed and threw the blanket over her body.**\"There are so many questions to ask right now, I just don't know where to begin... So... Are you hungry? I brought some snacks from the festival.\"**", "username": "Lucius Cypher" }, { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "text": "Leith frowned when Cynn spoke to someone named Annabeth. He turned around, and saw the girl that he bumped into earlier that day. He had not been expecting her to be there, so when he saw her, he gave a small shout of surprise and jumped. With a chuckle, Leith stood up from his kneeling position and addressed Annabeth. \"Hello, Annabeth. Did you just walk in, or was I oblivious to you when I walked in?\" He smiled. \"Either way, sorry about the intrusion.\"\n\nHe walked over to the bed and took a deep breath.*Hopefully this will work.*Leith was certain that it would work, but he was worried that for some reason the gauntlet wouldn't work, and he would look like a fool trying to lift a bed with the gauntlet in his hand. He reached out and grabbed the bed frame with the gauntlet, wincing at the sound of cracking wood. \"Damn, I gripped it too hard. Anyway.\" with a grunt, Leith pulled up. Without any signs of resistance, he was able to lift the bed easily, and with Annabeth's help, he moved the bed towards the centre of the half of the room. When Cynn was out from under the bed, Leith sat against the wall and sighed. He took off his gauntlet and set it on the ground beside him.\n\nHe was starting to feel a bit worried about the gauntlet. Mainly because it was starting to get more and more difficult to get off. He knew that if he wore it for a long time, the gauntlet would fuse to his arm. He didn't mind the thought of having the gauntlet attached to his arm, but he*did*mind that fact that he would have to relearn how to grab objects without using too much strength. He looked at Cynn and Annabeth and spoke.\n\n\"Well, today was an interesting day for me. First we happen upon Mar after she had her baby,\" he said as he nodded toward Annabeth. \"Then I bumped into Uicle, who was a hair's breadth away from going on a rampage before he bumped into me, and then hear someone calling for help, and find Cynn trapped under her bed. How was your day today?\" Leith asked with a smile.*What else could happen today?*Leith thought wryly.", "username": "Konan375" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Tyrael Marchosias (His current alias), Karnage Urabrask Vorinclex (His true full name), Master Demonology Professor (College Title), Forge Master (Occupation Title)", "text": "**_Caravan Escort_**\n\nThe guardsmen had a mixture of fear and anger. Fear that they'd have to fight such formidable opponents, and anger because they were getting pushed around and quite frankly, they were growing rather tired of people abusing them. The guard captain gave Ssarak and Meirin a dirty look, disbelieving their words. \"You think that justifies her actions!? We have served loyally here for a week, weathering storms and diseases, and you expect us to just forgive when your bitch decides to act on her paranoia?\" If the guard captain was a Pyromancer he would be smoking from his fury, but the robed man stepped forward, raising a hand so the guard captain could calm down. A little. \"I too would like use to forget about this incident and move on without any bloodshed. But I do believe some... Recompense is in order. You there! What is your cargo?\" The robed man spoke towards the caravan master who sat up in shock. He began to sweat and looked nervously between the robed man and Ssarak. \"I-I delivering textiles and... Other luxuries... To Hysteria, sir. Silk curtains and engraved bowls.\" The caravan master gulped.\n\nThe robed man stroke his chin and contemplated this new information as he continued to using a Wide-Concentration telepathy on everyone but Ssarak. The man could feel Ssarak's wards deflect his own magic, though he already guessed he was a Psychomancer by the Eysire's scales. \"I suppose it would have to do than. A 100 gold in reparation for the harm your friend has done to one of my guardsmen... And 50 for each guardsman here for needlessly endangering them.\" That was 350 gold at a minimum, which was almost three years worth of pay for most of those guardsmen. But the robed man didn't care for the money. He wanted to see the merchant's contraband, as he had a feeling that the caravanners couldn't get the money to pay for reparations. \"Or, these gentlemen can simply pick what they'd like to take from this wagon.\"\n\n**_Tyrael Marchosias_**\n\nTyrael entered the messhall looking for Pitch. With all these new recruits coming in, Tyrael aimed to make use of them. The messhall was rather empty and he saw Pitch and Cynn sitting together. The Fallen Orc strode towards the two and called out to them. **\"Pitch. Cynn. I have a job for the both of you, if you are available today. Come with me.\"** As if he was giving them a choice, Tyrael than walked back towards the exit of the mess hall, stopping at the doors to see if they were going to follow him. From his stern glare, he was expecting them to follow him.", "username": "Lucius Cypher" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nMost of the guards were still angry, which was perfectly understandable, but the robed man seemed much more calm. Unfortunately the amount he demanded in reparation was far above reasonable. It was possible that it was simply a high first offer which could be haggled, but in any case, it was far too much for them to pay. It did, however, open up an avenue of conversation that could get them through witout further violence, as the promise of gold could, even a smaller mount, could significantly lower the weary guards' willingness to fight. Lyn had also revealed herself, which was concerning, but as long as they were still negotiating, Meirin would have time to get her back into the wagon. \n\n\"I understand your anger, as I would share it in your position, but you know that a bloody nose and bruised neck is not worth three years pay. The idea of reparations, however, is not unreasonable. OUr friend was out of line. It was her judgment, her mistake, and it should be her consequences. I can offer all of her gold for the transgression. It is not three years pay, but it is a price we are actually capable of paying. This is gold on top of the normal toll, for your own use. It goes to yourselves, not your superiors, and most of all, it comes at no risk to you. You need not fight well-trained guards to obtain it;, you can just have it at no risk to your own lives. Just free gold, with no more hassle. Alaira, give me what you have so I may count it.\" Ssarak said. He had a few ideas in mind for his counteroffer. For one, it offered something of a sense of justice, as it punished specifically the one who harmed them. For some, seeing somone who had hurt them suffer could make up for a lesser monetary reward. As well, it was an offer that took advantage of some of their fears. Even just by appearances alone, most of the caravan guard looked to be in better shape than the bridge's guards. Fighting the caravan guard would be a significant risk to their lives, and what Ssarak was offering allowed them to recieve extra payment with none of that danger. Ssarak made sure to look across each of the guards as he made his offer so that they knew he was talking to them all, as even if his words did not convince every single one of them, he could possibly divide their opinions.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Alaira Taenn", "text": "**_Alaira Taenn_**\n\nAlaira could not hear, or really even perceive Ssarak, everything was a foggy haze of screaming pain as her mind ore itself apart. And it only got worse as it continued. She did even see Lyn as she approached, just distorted silhouettes of everyone. She had to make this stop, at any cost... Shaky, she rose to her feet, shoving the larger shadow aside... those other shadows on the other side, they were causing this... She rushed one of the diseased guards, howling in fury and pain, tackling him to the ground as she clamped her hand over the sides of his head. Her arms crackled with energy as enormous amounts of power crackled through, no doubt cooking his mind...", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Darius Jura", "text": "Darius raised an eyebrow when Alaira dropped to the ground grabbing at her head. Something happened to her, but nothing happened to anyone else. Maybe the Psychomancer that Ssarak mentioned had done something to cause the half-elf pain. Either way, it stopped the situation from getting worse. The man in the robe began negotiating a fee for attacking the guardsmen. Darius didn't care what they were talking about. He was watching the guardsmen just in case one of them decided to attack. \n\nHowever yet again it was Alaira that attacked first. She ran at one of the guardsmen and tackled him to the ground. Her arms started crackling with energy. If it was anything like last time, the man was either dead or going to be very soon. With sigh, Darius ran over to Alaira, and after taking a few deep breaths, he pulled her off of the man with enough force to send her sliding back a few feet. He then looked at the guardsmen and put his hand on the hilt of his sword. \n\n\"I do not believe that negotiations are an option anymore. Am I correct? And I will not allow you to take anything from the caravan. It is our job to ensure it arrives at Hysteria intact.\" Darius was ready. The prospect of a fight after having gone so long without one was an exciting one.", "username": "Konan375" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Meirin Kurenai or just Mei", "text": "The caravan master woke everyone up rather early, much to her displeasure. She had a hard time sleeping due to her medicine, and what little sleep she had was not veru restful. Because of it she was rather groggy, but managed to look somewhat decent before leaving her room. Still her body felt a bit fatigued due to her lack of sleep. \"I guess a bit of moving would do me some good.\" Meirin did some exercises to limber up her body and shake the sleepiness from her system. It sort of worked, better when she ate breakfast.\n\nOnce she finished her morning ritual Meirin geared up and headed out to meet the caravan. She was glad to know that the caravan master was willing to take Lyn along. \"Be a good girl now Lyn. Just stay inside and we'll take care of things out here.\" Though there wasn't really much to do while they were traveling. Just a lot of walking, sometimes Meirin would hang onto the wagon to let her feet rest. This was starting to feel very familiar for Meirin; just her escorting another merchant through Djarkel. It was almost boring until they reached another stop at a toll bridge.\n\nThe bridge itself looked finely made, carved from stone and large enough for the wagon to cross safely. But the place reeked of garbage and worse, while the guardsmen looked like they haven't left their posts in weeks. It was a sorry state, but it's not too surprising to Meirin. Most of the barons didn't care for taking care of the roads, which is why there are so many bandits are able to prey on the countryside. But Meirin didn't like this. The smell, the look of desperation in these men's eyes... Meirin had a tight grip on her weapon.\n\nLooking at their emblems Meirin noticed something off. She didn't travel through Djarkel much, but she recognized the emblem of that of a fairly new baron. If she remembered correctly, the baron owned some land near the sea coast. Now what were the men of a sea coast baron doing this far inland? Meirin had to find out. She turned towards one of the nearby guardsmen, the lest shifty looking one of the bunch (It was a very low bar however). \"So.... How's Djarkel doing? Anything new with the barons?\"\n\n\"Same as usual. Bunch of them nobles just trying to play politics and what not. Ain't too violent, but annoying. Has us guys moving all over the damn place.\"\n\nTilting her head in curiosity Meirin tried to get more information out of the guard. \"That sounds bad. But what do you mean exactly?\"\n\n\"You know, sometimes we're playing city guard, sometimes they send us to bumblefuck nowhere like here. It's real tedious, I tell you.\"\n\n\"No doubt.\" Meirin wasn't really getting much good information from these guys. It just sounds like they were complaining so far. She decided to try to go strait to the point. \"It must be pretty rough, considering that you're pretty far from the sea. What's someone like you doing all the way out of your baron's lands?\"\n\n\"Look tits, I don't know what my boss is thinking. We're just sent here and we got our job to do. I don't know nothing else about why they got us sitting pretty here or nothing.\"\n\nMeirin scrunched up her face. A rather hostile responds, but maybe this guardman simply doesn't know anything more than that. She didn't want to give up, but she didn't want to make the man suspicious of her either. If they did plan for anything... Unwanted, Meirin didn't want to spoil their chances to fight back. She walked away from the guardsman and responded to Ssarak's telepathic message.\n\n*\"I'm not sure if these men belong here. Their emblems belong to a baron on the coast. A minor one at that. And they don't seem to know why they're here. I'd imagine that they're just doing their jobs as guardsmen, but unless the political boundaries in Djarkel has changed since I left, they shouldn't be here.\"*\n\nThough Meirin tried to look inconspicuous from the way she tensed with her weapon in hand, it was obvious that she was getting ready for some trouble. Four guardsmen poorly armed, but what if there was more? There didn't seem to be any hiding spots like the tall grass from before, but that only made Meirin more suspicious of other hiding spots possible brigands would use.", "username": "Ryonara" }, { "char_name": "Alaira Taenn", "text": "**Alaira Taenn**\n\nAlaira had had a fairly ordinary morning all things considered. Unlike a couple of her fellows, she hadn't had much booze the night before (and she was fairly resistant to it anyway), and therefore wasn't combatting a massive hangover. She had been quiet, aside from some occasional whistling or humming as they walked, and like the others she'd sometimes hang on to the cart to have a bit of a rest. Unlike the others, she was more than happy to run into trouble should it arise. Somehow, she'd proven useful in negotiating prices even. When the Caravan master had to discuss things with the toll takers she'd make a point to just, hover around. Guards seemed more than happy to let them through quicker and for a little less if they got the massive half-elf off their bridge quicker.\n\nHowever, this new bridge was different. Despite the unusual quality of the bridge itself, the men guarding it were a ragtag group of varying disgustingness. Even the very shittiest of barony guards had a*little*pride. Or at least a sense of fucking uniform. No, these guys looked like bandits to a T. And some of the bandits weren't looking so good, pale skin and bloodshot eyes. She could be wrong, but they certainly looked like vampires to her. And then there was that...*smell...*by the gods, it was horrible. Even the laziest of bandits would clean whatever was making that smell up if they could, especially considering they had to spend all day lounging around it... And to make matters worse, Meirin had pointed out their fucking emblems were wrong even...\n\nIndividually, any one of these things wouldn't be worth getting upset over. Mismatched guards? A new low in Djarken shittiness or a lack of supplies. Vampires? Djarkel was remarkably tolerant of them. Horrible smell of death? Maybe an animal died and they had to hide it under the bridge before they could properly dispose of it. Wrong emblem? like they said, an asshole baron sent them to bumfuck nowhere. But all these things? together, why it was downright-\n\nWait. Her train of thought was interrupted when the Yarosmerian spoke to her. Unfortunately, he had made the poorest choice of words he could... Don't make a scene? Sneak about? Fuck that! She had absolutely no patience for this bullshit. She**knew**something was wrong, and any delay in fixing that shit when she could just storm over and take care of it was not appreciated. Also, part of her was just thrilled at the idea of ignoring the man.\n\nShe hopped off the cart as she stormed towards the guard Meirin had been speaking to, one of the pale ones. He'd had good cop, it was time for bad cop... She grabbed him by the throat, before delivering a mighty punch straight to his face to daze him as she threw him to the ground, swiftly placing her boot on his throat. One wrong move from him and she'd apply some pressure, she*really*wanted to hear that crunch.**\"Bullshit! I'm so sick of this bullshit!\"**She shouted to the other assembled guards, it was unlikely the one beneath her even knew what day it was now...**\"I know a vampire ambush when I see one! So just fucking jump us now so I don't have to listen to you assholes talk around in circles!\"**", "username": "Freeshooter92" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nJust as Ssarak feared, Alaira began to collapse in pain when the psychomancer reached into her mind. As he already had hold of her, he was able to support her enough to keep her from falling. He certainly did not want to add to her pain, so instead of a telepathic message, he leaned close to whisper to her quickly. \"The robed one is the psychomancer. Let us just get through this peacefully, if at all possible.\"\n\nSsarak let Alaira down gently, then looked at the robed man. He heard what Meirin said and the thoughts in her mind, just as the psychomancer no doubt had. He had also likely already determined that it was he who caused Alaira's pain, and simple deduction would tell him that Ssarak too shared his mageblood. If he focused psychomantic attacks on the robed man's wards, he might distract him from being able to harm Alaira, but he did not yet want to take such aggressive measures. For now, he could only hope that the man would stop his attempts to reach into her mind. Ssarak had not yet attempted to read the man's mind, but he no doubt had wards as well. Since both sides had a psychomancer, the advantage those abilities bring to negotiations would essentially be negated for both sides, so they would need to reach an agreement through more traditional means. \n\nSsarak continued once Meirin finished speaking. \"The bandits ambushed us on a bridge like this. They did not pose as guardsmen, but such a strategy is not uncommon. I am sure you all can attest to the danger present in this region. Our friend is rash, foolish, and judgmental, but she is not without good intentions. I regret that her paranoia brought you harm through her mistake, and I believe it would be best for us just to move on, and out of your lives.\"", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Lyn Marik", "text": "_Lyn _\n\nAfter Lyn had dropped the toy outside and made sure it would stay, she had pulled her upper half back inside rather quickly. She had barely concealed herself again when she spotting Mei appear nearby, as if out of nowhere, and made her heart rattle the small ribs. A slight guilty sensation swelled within her chest at realizing what she had done. She bit her lip, but the young girl shook her head and tried to ignore it. Most using excuses that her Aunt wouldn't have regretted it, making her feel only a margin better. \n\nHer relief was short lived when several things happen at once. Lyn had felt Satori brush her mind many times, but nothing like this as something barely touched her awareness and made her small body pause. She wasn't sure what it was for sure. Merely a feeling or something icky had grazed her mind, easily pushing through her newly made wards without any trouble at all. She didn't like that and her arms wrapped around her shoulders, trying to rub off the feeling like she did the cold. A fruitless effort though as it didn't change what she felt. Her thoughts were pushed aside when Alaira started to slam her head against the wagon, the cart jerked and creaked anew with the reaction, causing the little girl to reaction impulsively. \n\nShe had to get out. \n\nLyn let the need to do something stir her to react and her arms reached for the wagon's edge, her fingers started to pull her body from her hiding spot. Her head lifted upright to spot the two figures on the opposite side of bridge but paid them little mind. All that mattered was her loved ones. Ignoring any words or mental demands, Lyn's feet slapped the bridge's solid road then turned to spot Alaira's huddled figure pressed against the wagon's rear wheel. Her voice soft and unlike anything the child had ever heard before. It made Lyn's stomach twist into knots as she immediately drew closer, her eyes building tears and panic piling in her core at the sight. She had only managed to get to her Aunt's side when she was stopped, her legs feeling weak and almost slammed into the ground, by Mei. Her head whipped into the red head's direction, giving Mei a look mixed between confusion and on the verge of crying.", "username": "Fallenreaper" }, { "char_name": "Tyrael Marchosias (His current alias), Karnage Urabrask Vorinclex (His true full name), Master Demonology Professor (College Title), Forge Master (Occupation Title)", "text": "**_Caravan Escort_**\n\nThe guardsmen had a mixture of fear and anger. Fear that they'd have to fight such formidable opponents, and anger because they were getting pushed around and quite frankly, they were growing rather tired of people abusing them. The guard captain gave Ssarak and Meirin a dirty look, disbelieving their words. \"You think that justifies her actions!? We have served loyally here for a week, weathering storms and diseases, and you expect us to just forgive when your bitch decides to act on her paranoia?\" If the guard captain was a Pyromancer he would be smoking from his fury, but the robed man stepped forward, raising a hand so the guard captain could calm down. A little. \"I too would like use to forget about this incident and move on without any bloodshed. But I do believe some... Recompense is in order. You there! What is your cargo?\" The robed man spoke towards the caravan master who sat up in shock. He began to sweat and looked nervously between the robed man and Ssarak. \"I-I delivering textiles and... Other luxuries... To Hysteria, sir. Silk curtains and engraved bowls.\" The caravan master gulped.\n\nThe robed man stroke his chin and contemplated this new information as he continued to using a Wide-Concentration telepathy on everyone but Ssarak. The man could feel Ssarak's wards deflect his own magic, though he already guessed he was a Psychomancer by the Eysire's scales. \"I suppose it would have to do than. A 100 gold in reparation for the harm your friend has done to one of my guardsmen... And 50 for each guardsman here for needlessly endangering them.\" That was 350 gold at a minimum, which was almost three years worth of pay for most of those guardsmen. But the robed man didn't care for the money. He wanted to see the merchant's contraband, as he had a feeling that the caravanners couldn't get the money to pay for reparations. \"Or, these gentlemen can simply pick what they'd like to take from this wagon.\"\n\n**_Tyrael Marchosias_**\n\nTyrael entered the messhall looking for Pitch. With all these new recruits coming in, Tyrael aimed to make use of them. The messhall was rather empty and he saw Pitch and Cynn sitting together. The Fallen Orc strode towards the two and called out to them. **\"Pitch. Cynn. I have a job for the both of you, if you are available today. Come with me.\"** As if he was giving them a choice, Tyrael than walked back towards the exit of the mess hall, stopping at the doors to see if they were going to follow him. From his stern glare, he was expecting them to follow him.", "username": "Lucius Cypher" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nMost of the guards were still angry, which was perfectly understandable, but the robed man seemed much more calm. Unfortunately the amount he demanded in reparation was far above reasonable. It was possible that it was simply a high first offer which could be haggled, but in any case, it was far too much for them to pay. It did, however, open up an avenue of conversation that could get them through witout further violence, as the promise of gold could, even a smaller mount, could significantly lower the weary guards' willingness to fight. Lyn had also revealed herself, which was concerning, but as long as they were still negotiating, Meirin would have time to get her back into the wagon. \n\n\"I understand your anger, as I would share it in your position, but you know that a bloody nose and bruised neck is not worth three years pay. The idea of reparations, however, is not unreasonable. OUr friend was out of line. It was her judgment, her mistake, and it should be her consequences. I can offer all of her gold for the transgression. It is not three years pay, but it is a price we are actually capable of paying. This is gold on top of the normal toll, for your own use. It goes to yourselves, not your superiors, and most of all, it comes at no risk to you. You need not fight well-trained guards to obtain it;, you can just have it at no risk to your own lives. Just free gold, with no more hassle. Alaira, give me what you have so I may count it.\" Ssarak said. He had a few ideas in mind for his counteroffer. For one, it offered something of a sense of justice, as it punished specifically the one who harmed them. For some, seeing somone who had hurt them suffer could make up for a lesser monetary reward. As well, it was an offer that took advantage of some of their fears. Even just by appearances alone, most of the caravan guard looked to be in better shape than the bridge's guards. Fighting the caravan guard would be a significant risk to their lives, and what Ssarak was offering allowed them to recieve extra payment with none of that danger. Ssarak made sure to look across each of the guards as he made his offer so that they knew he was talking to them all, as even if his words did not convince every single one of them, he could possibly divide their opinions.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Alaira Taenn", "text": "**_Alaira Taenn_**\n\nAlaira could not hear, or really even perceive Ssarak, everything was a foggy haze of screaming pain as her mind ore itself apart. And it only got worse as it continued. She did even see Lyn as she approached, just distorted silhouettes of everyone. She had to make this stop, at any cost... Shaky, she rose to her feet, shoving the larger shadow aside... those other shadows on the other side, they were causing this... She rushed one of the diseased guards, howling in fury and pain, tackling him to the ground as she clamped her hand over the sides of his head. Her arms crackled with energy as enormous amounts of power crackled through, no doubt cooking his mind...", "username": "Freeshooter92" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nAs Ssarak feared, the situation did deteriorate quickly. Fortunately, their intimidation did at least bear some fruit, as two of the guards fled before the fighting could begin. This left their numbers evenly matched, but a fight was now certain. As Ssarak already had his weapon drawn he was ready to react immediately, even if he would rather not fight at all.\n\nThe robed man tried to claim that he was actually a demonomancer, but there was no way he could convince Ssarak of that. He had felt the pressure against his ward, not to mention how he was influencing Alaira. It was the same kind of misdirection Ssarak might attempt himself, even if it was less subtle and, to Ssarak, less convincing. \n\n_\"Do not believe him; he is a psychomancer.\"_ Ssarak warned telepathically to the others just as the guard captain began to rush him. However, he did not know about the illusory demons, so if any of his allies did not trust his word completely, he would not know to convince them that they were not real. Still, given how he was harming Alaira, Ssarak knew that it would be best to attempt to deal with him sooner rather than later.\n\nThe guard captain's swift charge gave Ssarak little opportunity to deliver a blow himself, as his maul required more time to deliver a full swing than a sword. Despite his rage, the captain at least seemed to be fighting intelligently by closing the gap and preventing Ssarak from using the advantage of reach. Even so, Ssarak was undeterred, as fighting in extreme close quarters was not something he was unfamiliar with. The head of his maul required force to move around its greater mass, but the haft of the weapon could be manipulated fairly quickly, especially while pivoting about its point of balance in the head. Holding his weapon horizontally in front of him, Ssarak quickly moved it down once he saw that the captain was thrusting towards his hand, then snapped it up to clash against the blade with the haft of his weapon, which absorbed the majority of the force from the attack. \n\nWith his gauntlets protecting his hands, Ssarak was comfortable moving into a counter. Continuing the motion of his initial block, he pushed the haft of the weapon up and to the right, with the head remaining relatively stationary. This pushed the captain's sword out of the way for a moment, giving Ssarak a chance to retaliate. Using the momentum he already had, Ssarak turned his upper body and charged forward, leading with his left shoulder. This meant that most of his body was at an angle to the captain, so his attacks were more likely to deflect off of his armor, rather than imparting the force head-on. He hoped to use his superior strength and sheer body mass to knock the captain over, and give him the advantage.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Alaira Taenn", "text": "Alaira Taenn\n\nSeconds before Alaira managed to fry the poor fool's brain, she was thrown off of him, into the cart. With a loud thud she slammed into the cart. The shadows flickered, moving this way and that... fighting, maybe? She couldn't focus, the searing pain in both her mind and her back prevented any sort of action on her part. She whimpered, clutching her head in agony as the fight erupted around her. She didn't notice the phantasmal demons, as illusions didn't really work on her. All psychomantic interference on her mind was just white noise, an infernal searing pain throughout her brain. While it was impossible for a psychomancer to have the desired effect on her, it was rather easy to render her a non-issue...", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder", "text": "Baulder\n\nBaulder was lead out of the ornate dorms through stairs and past a mixture of races and out to a courtyard. He was absolutely interested to the point of anger that he didn't know about all these other races. He had only met humans and an elf back at the village. He had no idea that there were so many different types of beings. However whenever he started to stop to stare at any given person or object the gargoyle pushed him along. He had the scariest thought for a moment that he would never have time to learn everything here. Time, he would need more of it. How much more would he need though is what he wondered for a moment before the gargoyle pushed him along again.\n\nThey passed by a cluster of large open spaces where people were casting fire from their hands at various objects and frost from their feet. He was rather curious as one of the people with ice protruding from their feet began skating around the small courtyard. He was rather entertained by this for a moment as he then saw the demon. The large gray creature that had taken him into the inferno, well atleast he thought so anyways. Either way he had seen the demon before. The gargoyle pushed him in the direction of his \"master\" and then walked off away to the corner of the room incase he needed it further. Baulder felt his eyes widen and his nostrils flair as his combined senses remembered the imp and the taste. He salivated as he remembered the taste of the imp, although it was quite gamey it was much less fatty than the deer he had been eating up until that point. His mind quickly wandered back to being knocked out again.\n\nBaulder began seething with rage and made a quick pace over to the large creature and once near his face dropped into a completely calm and neutral one again. His pupils dilated and then returned to normal as he said \"Master.....\" Immediately he clenched his jaw tight.", "username": "cqbexpt" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Khan Avrea Jevarath", "text": "Lyn\n\nWhile her bear went at the man with claws and teeth, shredding the very flesh and spilling blood, she had been taking small steps back the whole time. Bit by bit, her feet came behind causing her suddenly feel a bump. It made Lyn jump with a start and turn her head. Her eyes widen when Alaira's fist had came flying at her, the fingers curled and balled up, causing her to immediately react. Her body unfrozen after everything's that happened while she let out a earsplitting scream of fright. \n\nInstantly, Lyn crouch down. She rushed her hands on her head top, rushing to protect her face and skull, while her knees bent and tried to avoid Alaira's aim. Wood made a hollow thunk when it slammed into the cart causing it dent and rattle against the surface, certainly leaving Alaira's fingers stinging and numb from the force behind it. Lyn curled into a tighter ball with fear digging into her core. It would fill Ssarak's tabs on Lyn with sudden fear and panic, her mind screaming as loud as her lungs. Her scream small and meek compared to Alaira's next words. \n\n\"S-stay back! K-keep away from me!\" Alaira shouted causing the frighten child to flinch and shiver, her arms still fastened tightly to her head.\n\nWhen Alaira move, she couldn't help her reaction. Instead of being calm enough to see her Aunt's direction, the child just wanted to be gone and her feet stirred to do just that. Her bare soles slapped the concrete starting with one step then followed by another, her legs moving the pace faster. In moments, Alaira's focus distracted and the others fighting for their lives, Lyn shifted around and made a mad dash for the opposite direction. Her hand had enough sense to tighten her grip on the dagger when she moved, ensuring not to lose it. Now she had nothing but the deep need to escape the chaos leading her away. The childish notion that running would be best. \n \nIf she made it too far from her caretakers, she might very well be lost in the wilds of Djarkel. Or at least lost to those who would protect her. There was a reason few dare to venture within the wilderness without protection, bandits or no, after all. \n\nKhan\n\nKhan stepped in, his eyes drifted and caught Lucilia's current fashion. In reality he shouldn't have been surprised. Lucilia usually liked to impress students, putting on a good appearance as representative of the College and giving them some comfort, dressing in interesting formal clothing. Currently she was wearing a white, slender fitting dress with soft decorations and black tights underneath,vanishing into high heel leather boots. He inwardly flinched on seeing them from the corner of his sight. The things seemed like walking death traps, each step rather painful and torture to walk on. \n\n However, he suspected some of her concern wasn't completely genuine. The feeling increased when words poured out of Lucilia's mouth, sounding like honey tainted with serpent venom. His wings tightened closer to his body and his knuckles stayed fast on his cane, eyes closed when his head returned the formal bow. Her introduction began rather quickly with little time wasted. All the time he remained silent, studying her, as she went on with the normal greeting and ended in a question. \n\n\"I merely came for a entrance form, Lucilia. I already have his name and mageblood.\" Khan interrupted for a moment, his hand reached for the paper stack he knew held the correct forms. \n\nInside he hoped she wouldn't wonder about why he hadn't went to his office instead. Namely as he barely touched the fresh stack from yesterday and right this moment, was locked safely in the drawer of his desk. In addition to his worry, he didn't feel...comfortable about Lucilia's subtle glare, one he knew well enough thanks to his years in Djarkel. The same she gave each of his demons, including Rathel, and it drew more concern from him. It was one of utter loathing hidden within her eyes.\n\nAny farther thoughts were interrupted by Rathel's warning. \n \nKhan… the vines, someone's in your office!\n\"Shit!\" Khan uttered abruptly, partly out loud and under his breath. \n\nWithout thinking, he instantly rushed toward the exit. His hand came out and slammed Lucilia's door back open, his pace much more rapid than was healthy for his limp as he moved to his office. His mind frantically driving his body beyond its limits. Rathel's anger and fear mingled among Khan's own, feeding it, while he summoned the demon in to his side. He barely notice when his shoulder clipped someone along the way, the sting when his flesh slammed into metal, and continued flying past Uicle. He barely realized his cane had slipped out of his grasp as he drove into the entrance, not even seeing the broken wooden splintered about, and roared. \n\n\"Rathel!\" \n\nIn a moment, the Rune on Khan's chest glowed and seared in pain causing Rathel to emerge. The demon erupted from a portal in seconds, landing with a hard click on the stone path, his black eyes looking distinctly cold. His magic reached into the vines and forced them to recoil, their few remaining tendrils pulled back into the stone it was intwine within. Several chucks had crumbled off and holes littered the interior, leaving the office in total shambles between the wood Elf's hacking, the vines' attack and Khan's own orderly mess. \n\nSlowly, he edged deeper in. He didn't bother picking up his cane and hide his pain from each step, the leg flared at the applied pressure. Khan had little time to speak before Rathel's voice started causing the headmaster to whip his attention in the demon's direction. \n\n\"I told you, Khan. This shouldn't have happened...\"", "username": "Fallenreaper" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nThat was not supposed to happen. \n\nSsarak was momentarily confused by the guard captain's extreme reaction to his breath attack. At first, Ssarak thought Meirin's weaving spell might have asphyxiated him, but he was reacting even before that would have happened. His breath attack was essentially a calming pathokinesis spell, and while it could have other...potential effects than stopping one from fighting, it certainly should not have incapacitated him. He did not know if the captain had died, but before he could do anything to check, he caught the familiar and terrified thoughts of Lyn, not to mention her audible screams. At a quick glance, he could see the robed man was still alive, but Lyn's safety was more important than him. \n\nThough Ssarak could have given chase to Lyn, he worried that might cause her even more terror. Despite the intensity of the fight, Ssarak reached into her mind with a calm voice, meant to soothe her fear. \"Lyn, you need not be afraid. We can protect you; just hide behind the carriage, and we will stop anyone who might harm you.\" \n\nIn addition to his words, Ssarak used a spell of calming pathokinesis to calm her mind, which she would likely attribute to his voice. So far, Ssarak had been nothing but calm and friendly with Lyn. Hopefully, he had left enough of an impression on her that she could trust him as a protector. It also helped that he was very intent on following through with his promise.", "username": "EliteCommander" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Alaira Taenn", "text": "Alaira was nowhere to be found... She had been scouting the perimeter, picking through the corpses for yet more valuables... Not things like money, or weapons... No, she had sought something far more grisly:\n\nTrophies.\n\nYes, there was nothing quite like a memento to remind oneself of triumph, so she picked through the corpses to find something worth taking back. The axe would normally count, but she might have to sell it or use it, so it was out of the question. She would also normally take a bodypart from the most impressive thing she'd killed, but any target of hers that had any real value had been disintegrated. She picked through for at least ten minutes, before happening upon the location where she'd killed that ghoul. It was ash, obviously, but there was something odd about the pile... She brushed some of it away, finding, to her wonder, that a skeletal hand hadn't burned up in the sunlight... That was a pretty interesting trinket she thought, so she shrugged off her pack, and pulled out a jar she used for her 'collections', gently placing the hand into it as she donned her pack and headed back for the camp.\n\nShe had returned, halfway through Ssarak's little speech... \"Trust me, there ain't nothin' of any use to us out here on the surface...\" She said simply, spitting off to the side... She didn't say anything else about Ssarak's plan, she had no gripes.", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Althalus Marik", "text": "Magehunters\n\nThe Guide glanced down at Mar, frowning, before looking at Grey. \"Carry her to the carriage. Make her as comfortable as possible. We need to get back to the college, and don't have the time to wait for the venom to wear off. Althalus, follow him. We don't want her panicking and accidentally hurting whoever happens to be nearby.\" Dismissing both men, the guide turned towards Leith, giving an impressed whistle. \"What have you done to your face. Don't answer that, I don't want to know.\" He made another bandage and put poultice on it, handing it to the injured Hydromancer. \"Keep this pressed against your face and maybe you won't get a terrible infection and lose half your face. Also, go to the carriage with the guardsman.\" The guide stood up looking about for the missing member of the original group. \"Where in he name of the inferno is that chatty plant...\" He muttered. Answering his question, Coco stumbled out of the woods, and then promptly collapsed. \n\n\"Well. That answers that question.\" The guide picked up the unconscious Foreas, and dragged her back to carriage along with the rest of the group. As the remaining mages settled in the carriage and the guide sent the horses on the path to the College, a creature followed at a discreet distance, leaving the ruined village and the burning forest behind them.\n\nThings moved quickly when they finally reached the College. Mar, Leith, Coco and Althalus (despite his protests that his hand was fine) were immediately taken to the infirmary. Grey was sent to give a report on all that had happened to the Herbamancy teacher. Leith was released after a brief moment with a Vitamancer, his wounds repaired. However, scars would forever remain. Althalus was similarly given permission to leave, but declined as Lidda was still working on flushing Mar's system clear of the lingering venom. Coco was healed as best she was able then put up in a bed to awaken.", "username": "Rtron" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nSsarak nodded to Alaira. She had been searching around the surface of the camp, so he supposed he could trust her assessment. \"Very well. Perhaps you can...find a way to aid Darius in searching the underground portion. He could use a light source; perhaps you could ignite something with your magic, as long as it does not create too large of a flame. I cannot sense any more thoughts or wards other than ourselves, so the caves should be safe.\"\n\nHe found a reasonably open space before turning his head back to Alaira and Darius. \"I shall fly back to the others. Try to have what you intend to salvage ready as soon as possible. We may need to move quickly.\"\n\nWith a running start, Ssarak leaped up, powering himself into the air until he could catch the wind above the trees. He glided wherever he could to conserve energy, but speed was his primary goal. He had paid enough attention to landmarks around the carriage that it would not be difficult to locate it once he was upon it. As expected, the direct flight to the carriage did not take long, though the return trip to the camp, with the carriage, would take considerably longer. \n\nAs he landed in the closest clear area to the carriage, Ssarak spotted the evidence of the battle that had taken place in the form of the bodies scattered around. At first, fear took hold of him, causing him to rush to the carriage, but his mind calmed as soon as he saw Meirin, Lyn, and the caravan master all apparently free from harm. It seemed their plan of hiding the carriage had failed, but at the very least, he now had an idea of why the bandit reinforcements had not arrived back at camp. \n\nSsarak looked at Meirin as he approached, his helmet hiding his smile. \"Well, it seems you were correct in your worries; I am glad you convinced me of them. Are you and everyone else unharmed?\" He asked, though looking at the caravan master, he guessed that he might be impatient for an update. \"Our attack on the bandits' main camp was a success. We eliminated their leadership, and the rest scattered. No casualties on our side. We should be able to bring the carriage through now. There may also be some items of value we could load onto the carriage when we pass through, if we have time.\"", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "text": "Darius watched as Ssarak left the camp. The fight was over, and this time, he felt like they had won. Of course, the only reason the other fight felt like a loss was because of Alaira. He glared at her while her back was turned before making his way towards what looked like a small storage shed. The shed had some sub-par weapons, foodstuffs, and torches. Darius grabbed one and left the shed. He walked over to Alaira and tossed the torch at her feet. \"Can you light this without burning down the forest?\"\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nLeith had been thinking during the entire trip back to the college and while he was getting healed. If anything was said to him, he never heard it. First he had set fire to the Eternal Hunger; he could still hear the screaming. Then there was the fight with his greedy copy. It was troubling to stare at his copy's body and think that that could have been him. The smell of food brought him out of his thoughts. He had wandered the halls and now he was at the entrance to the dining hall while he was thinking. He wasn't hungry, but he needed to sit down to gather his thoughts. He walked into the dining hall and sat at a table in the corner.\n\nThe most troubling thing that had happened during the mission was that the voice that spoke to him while he was fighting Greed. Leith looked at his right hand. The one that was slowly turning him into a demon. The voice meant that it was starting. It would continue to speak to him, begging to be used. Slowly tainting his soul until he became a demon. There was a choice he had to make very soon, and he was worried whether or not he would make the one he needed to make.\n\nLeith's thoughts began to wander as his eyes grew heavy. He laid his head on his arms. He was just going to rest his eyes. Then he'd go to his room and change out of his clothes. With that thought in mind, he promptly fell asleep.", "username": "Konan375" }, { "char_name": "Alaira Taenn", "text": "Alaira Taenn\nAlaira Hmphed as Ssarak took flight, fucking off back to the cart and his girlfriend, and leaving her stuck with the rather unpleasant Yarosmerian... and she was one to talk. She could feel his glare boring into her back the whole time, though she was shaken from her idle, negative thoughts by something landing near her feet. A torch, by the looks. Wha- He needed her to light it? Why? Did the bandits have no means of lighting their own damn torches?... She kicked it back, the torch sliding to his feet. \"how about you light it, fuckhead? or did you forget you had the same damn blood I do?\" she asked, harshly... Even a novice could make enough heat to light a torch... Or he could use the smoldering campfire... Whatever he did, she didn't care: She wasn't going to mommy him. Besides, he should've taken a flint and tinder, like she did.\nGrey Onyx\nGrey had kept silent the entire journey, not daring to look Athalus in the eye... Luckly, he managed to keep himself occupied as he wrote his report on the total disaster that had been their mission. his report was short, and to the point. Though it left no detail uncovered, he was very brief. However, he was sure to mention that each had fought bravely, doing all they could to succeed under certain... disturbing circumstances. As well, he was sure to stress that Leith had deserved some sort of honors, as without his contribution death was certain. He did not list his own name among them. When they arrived home, he had utilized his considerable strength in carrying Mar to the infirmary, though he left without a word... He was their bodyguard, and they were each stuck in the infirmary while he himself remained healthy... he had failed them. He sighed, it was time to give his report...\n\nHe walked down the hall towards Lucilia's office, occasionally shouldering past a student... To see the man so upset was an unusual occurrence to say the least, and it had turned a few heads. Still, people left him alone. It wasn't like any of them knew him personally. He arrived without incident, greatly thankful that Zaad, or some other especially irritating person/thing hadn't appeared to make him even more miserable than he already was. He knocked on the door, slowly and heavily. \"Ms. Roivas?... Are you available?...\"", "username": "Freeshooter92" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Leith Calder", "text": "Leith Calder\n\nLeith had noticed one issue with the door while he waited. The hinges had been horribly maintained and were now rusted. They would make a terrible noise if he opened the door. By the time Ssarak contacted him to go in, he had come up with a solution. With a grasping motion, he started pulling water from the air. When he had enough he split the collected water into two spheres and sent them towards the hinges. When Ssarak said go, Leith clenched his hand into a fist and had the spheres envelop the hinges. He forced the water into the crevices and hoped that it would work.\n\nThe door gave a long, quiet squeak as it opened, but Leith figured it was quieter than it would have been, and definitely quieter than the sound of breaking glass opposite him in the warehouse. He quickly pulled himself inside and shut the door behind him. He quickly used one of the stacks of boxes as cover as he tried to get a glimpse of the robber. Instead, he heard the sound of a heavy chain. He caught sight of Ssarak, with white scales oddly enough, about to be hit by said chain. He was too far away to do try and stop the chain, but he might be able to stop the assailant. \n\nTaking a deep breath, Leith focused on sensing liquid. He held his hand out in front of him as he pushed his focus into the darkness behind Ssarak. The warehouse had a damp atmosphere and it made it difficult to find what he was looking for. After a few moments, he found it.\n\nA heartbeat. \n\nQuietly, he made his way towards the pulsing liquid. A plan started forming in his mind. He'd sneak up behind this person, and use his gauntlet to hurl one of the many boxes in the warehouse at them. He was nearly there, just a few more steps and he could-\n\nLeith tripped. \n\nHe had been focusing too much on the heartbeat and didn't see the coil of rope in front of him. A quiet curse left his mouth moments before he clattered to the ground loudly. The air rushed out of him in a whoosh. He really hoped that he hadn't been heard.", "username": "Konan375" }, { "char_name": "Veretu Olend", "text": "Veretu & Salem\n\n\n---\n\n\nVeretu was moving at a steady speed through the air. His wings allowing him to fly rather then travel by foot as many would be forced to do. He looks relatively tired as he flew, as if he hadn't slept much. The likely reason was the small black demon he was holding in his arms as he continued to fly. His hawk shaped dragon wings giving him some speed, but he still had to move them in order to fly correctly. As he drew nearer to his destination his expression changed to one of determination and with some changes in his flight pattern he moved to land. \n\nAs Veretu landed he dropped the black cat and swiftly strode toward the entrance of the twilight college. The cat padded quickly to veretu and kept pace beside him. Black tail curling into a sort of question mark shape as the walked. Veretu stopped outside the gates and seemed frozen there. His eyes filling with a sort of nervous anxiety he held for the idea of going to this place. He inhaled and looked down at salem who gave him a puzzled The hell are you waiting for expression. Steeling himself he looked back forward and rolled his shoulders before entering the place. \n\nSalem meanwhile somehow managed to turn his walk into one filled with sass that should not be possible for a creature smaller then a human, his head tilting upward while his steps managed to add the imagery of a sass filled hip sway. How the demon managed this was a mystery in and of itself. Veretu meanwhile walked swiftly and silently in order to not attract attention to himself. Rather hoping that all the attention would go to the sass filled demon feline and stay off of him. His wings curled into a half circle around him as if creating a barrier between himself and the rest of the world. Salem just rolled his eyes toward the weaver that walked like a nervous puppy.\n\nVeretu had no idea who he would be meeting. Or if he would be even able to say anything when meeting anyone. Hopefully they were okay when him arriving at this time.", "username": "BlackPanther" }, { "char_name": "The Cander Village", "text": "---\n\n\n\nElise was walking along the path to reach the Twilight College. She was nervous in going to a place with tons of new people to meet and made her walk a bit slower than normal. She was pacing herself to make sure she wasn't going to get exhausted. \"I-I w-want t-to l-learn… more complex stuff...,\" Elise thought to herself, with a slight nervousness to her movement. She raised her head to see if she was any closer to the Twilight College and she saw it in the distance. She opened her mouth in shock and awe, it was imposing but it was in a permanent twilight and it was beautiful.\n\nElise was walking at quicker pace to reach the entrance of the Twilight College. Her curiosity made her mind wander in what she was going to see in it. She didn't want to run since she would probably trip on her own two feet and fall on her face. It took her about fifteen minutes to reach the entrance of the Twilight College and stared at the gates for awhile since her nervousness was getting to her. \"I-I'm n-nervous…,\" Elise thought to herself, with her sight onto the college's entrance. Her nerves were on edge and started to walk into the entrance, and noticed someone walking ahead of her. Her curiosity got the better of her and wondered how long this person arrived at the college, before her. She had a gentle smile on her face, and noticed something that caught her attention, a black cat keeping up with the man she noticed. \n\nElise's eyes brightened up and tried to hold in her excitement at seeing a kitty cat that was adorable. She was nervous around others, but wasn't really paying attention to where she was walking and tripped on her own two feet and fell on the surface of the ground. \"O-Owwie…,\" Elise said, blushing and embarrassed for falling on her face. She slowly got up off the ground and dusted herself off and carefully walked and paid attention to her surroundings this time around. \n\nShe was impressed with the school's grand scale over her hometown of Cander Village. She glanced at the person in front of her and she could see black bird like wings and this made her interested. \"H-Hi s-sir, y-you h-have a-a n-nice k-kitty c-cat,\" Elise conveyed her voice loudly, towards the one in front of her but she was stuttering and was blushing at the same time.", "username": "Landaus Five-One" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nHaving placed the crates at his back, Ssarak could focus on his front and sides. He had knowingly placed himself in the middle of the enemy, so he knew he would have to place his focus solely on defense for the time being. For the entire time he was landing, he had been identifying every individual he could. Once his allies were in the fray, he would be free to join them in a counterattack. \n\nIt was plain to see those in front of him. He could see where they were, and could estimate how long it would take for them to sprint at him, if they were so inclined. As such, he knew he could take a quick glance around at any other threats. The room was dark, but just for a moment, he caught movement out of the corner of his eye, and being a soldier, Ssarak reacted. He rotated around his shield to try and deflect or absorb any incoming threat, and faced himself such that he put his armor to its best use. \n\nSsarak had made himself appear white-scaled, like an Esyire of Lux mageblood. Pushing his hand forward, Ssarak unleashed a wave of illusory flames all around him. The \"attack\" was short-ranged, and intended to deter too many of his opponents from approaching him at once. Not to mention, it would obscure the vision of any ranged threats.", "username": "EliteCommander" }, { "char_name": "Aramir Ryk(generally does not give her last name)", "text": "Sansar, Yarosmere\n\nThe King looked at Darius, smiling slightly. \"It came about very simply, Darius. The people were tired of being pinned beneath a caste system that afforded luxuries to those on the top and gave nothing to those on the bottom. The people were tired of monsters being allowed to live in our lands. The people were tired of uncaring gods ignoring their pleas and letting the injustices continue. The tinder was all there. I just provided the spark that burned the rotted corpse of the old Yarosmere to ash. The Sand God protects all of his children, unlike the so-called Gods that are worshipped across Tiien. There are a few elements that cling to the old ways, but on the whole Yarosmere is better off.\" He merely tilted his head at E'nasha. \"Personal indeed. Before I became the Prophet, and eventually The King, I was A'dul. Born in a small, starving, village farther towards the cost.\"\n\nThe King's eyes suddenly took a far away look, and his lips began moving silently as if he was talking to himself. Aramir began to feel uneasy, shifting her seat backwards. The King began to be more animated, energetic in his quiet muttering. He appeared to be arguing silently with someone, before his shoulders slumped. He looked at them with steely resignation in his eyes, the air of someone about to do something they had too. \"Grab your stone.\" Aramir muttered to whoever could hear her. She really didn't like this.\n\n\"As much as I would enjoy continuing this conversation, the God has spoken to me.\" Aramir shifted her seat back even farther. \"Grab your stone.\" She repeated, louder. The King stood, making a proclamation. \"The College is no longer welcome in Yarosmere. You will be killed on sight, and I see and control everything in this country.\" \"Grab the stone!\" Aramir shot to her feet as the King lifted his hand. Rather than ordering the guards to kill them, however, he merely lightly gestured. Everyone in the room, excluding the College students and Yolin, froze in place. \"You will be killed if you try to challenge me.\" Everyone drew a knife or similarly bladed object, putting them to their necks. \"Someone activate their stone!\" Aramir cried out, drawing her bow, as Mar hissed at the King, fangs bared. \n\nThe King's face twisted with hatred, quickly mastered. \"You brought a monster in my presence, cleverly hidden. I see now, why the God warned me of you. If you return, you will die. And you will die by your own hands.\" He dropped his arm down in a chopping motion, and everyone obeyed, slicing their throats in perfect unison. Yolin idly stepped back, avoiding a spray, even as he began to move towards Mar. He stopped as Aramir's bow was trained on him. \"For the love of the gods, someone use their stone!\"\n\nThe King's eyes were cold and merciless. \"Flee. I will not give you this chance again.\"", "username": "Rtron" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Henri Larue", "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": "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": "Helena Axford", "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": "The Cander Village", "text": "---\n\n\n\nAt the Twilight College, Elise heard the question from the dwarf, who introduced herself as Val. \"M-My n-name i-is E-Elise N-Nina P-Petra-C-Cander. I-I'm h-here t-to t-train m-my m-magic s-so I-I c-can m-make m-my a-aunt p-proud o-of m-me,\" Elise stuttered, with a bit of nervous to her voice but she shook Val's hand. She's needs a bit of time to get to know the people in the Twilight College to be slightly more confident. She had a gentle smile on her face, even though she had some things on her mind.\n\nElise heard a voice behind her, it was a bit stranger than the normal voices. She looked towards it and noticed it has two red eyes staring down at the kitty cat. She had a shiver down her spine, and she started to breath in heavily. She heard Val say its name as Zaad. She walked a bit backwards from where she was, since she was now facing whatever that was. She had a worried look on her face. \"I-I h-have n-no i-idea w-what's g-going on…,\" Elise thought to herself, with fear in her face mostly because of the red piercing eyes.\n\nElise was relieved when Zaad left as soon as it appeared. She was still breathing heavily though, she was a bit shaken than normal. She heard the name of the black cat and the guy who hides with beautiful draconic wings. \"S-Salem i-is a-a b-beautiful n-name f-for a-a k-kitten. N-Nice t-to m-meet y-you V-Veretu,\" Elise said, shaking and breathing heavily. She had much to learn about the world since she was completely naive about what had just happened, all what Val said went over her head. She had a small smile even though she was visibly shaken by what she saw.", "username": "Landaus Five-One" }, { "char_name": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "text": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose\n\n---\n\nIf the gas was still dangerous, then Ssarak did not yet have the ability to approach, though he did not feel that he needed to. With some fortune on Ssarak's side, his opponent attacked one of his doppelgangers first. In keeping with its purpose of buying as much time as possible, the doppelganger went to parry the incoming attack to the side with its shield, as opposed to dodging or blocking outright. The primary purpose was to introduce as much uncertainty as possible into Ssarak's opponent. The fact that his weapon was on a chain would reduce the feedback he could feel from the hit, and make it that much more difficult for him to notice any subtle errors in the doppelganger magic. There was no guarantee that the Esyire would not figure it out regardless, but Ssarak wanted to put as much doubt in his mind as he could. \n\nHowever, anything done with Ssarak's doppelgangers was just to buy time. His true attack would come through another source. Ssarak had gathered so far that his opponent had some protections from illusions. As such, Ssarak decided to take the approach of using another aspect of psychomancy to assault his mind more directly. Instead of attacking his perceptions, Ssarak focused his mind on attacking his very emotions. \n\nIf he wanted to cripple his opponent, then trying to force him to feel pain might have seemed like a reasonable approach. However, this Esyire was obviously a trained fighter, and warriors tended to become accustomed to pain. That was not to say they were immune to it, but a warrior was better able to ignore pain than most others. As such, Ssarak decided to try to enhance one feeling that no warrior would expect to feel in combat: pleasure. To begin his mental assault, Ssarak tried to make his opponent feel as much pleasure as he possibly could, to overwhelm his mind and body with pure ecstasy. If he succeeded to the extent he hoped, it would be immensely distracting, and entirely contrary to any feeling one would expect to feel in a fight. \n\nThe next step of his attack, if Ssarak was able to follow through, was to have his doppelganger stare into the eyes of the Esyire, then delve aggressively into his thoughts. In the Esyire's compromised state of mind, Ssarak hoped to ferret out memories associated with the sight of Ssarak. He wanted to find memories that could clue Ssarak in on the Esyire's motivation for this theft against the College. Was he a mercenary just looking for payment? Was it out of faith in a religion, or some other organization that supported Kudd, or perhaps was is personal against the College? If Ssarak could get a sense of his motivation, then further psychological attacks could be easier.", "username": "EliteCommander" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Alaira Taenn", "text": "Alaira Taenn\n\nWhen Alaira rushed the man, he seemed to somehow miraculously avoid the attack. Even though he saw her coming, her speed was such that to avoid the attack without throwing yourself to the ground was an impressive feat, but not impressive enough. She skid to a halt just after, using her forward momentum to whip around and aim another blow at his skull... And nothing, it didn't connect. She continued this pattern, desperately trying to kill the man before her mind gave out and she was at his mercy.\n\nFinally, she managed to land a blow on his midsection... or did she? He had just... vanished without a trace as soon as she struck. The screaming in her head had finally stopped as she stood there, huffing and puffing. She fell to her knees, her mace clattering to the ground as she fell a little ways forward, managing to stop herself from hitting her head on the cold stones as she caught her breath...", "username": "Freeshooter92" }, { "char_name": "Colette Filiatraut", "text": "Collab-Luna and Lucius\n\nA shout echoed through the forest. It was muffled due to the distance and the forest, but sure enough it was from Annabeth. This shout was heard all the way to Colette at the wagon.\n\nColette jumped and tensed looking in the direction of the shout. \"Annabeth!\" she shouted as she took off to save her only friend. Her blood rushing through her veins and arteries as it was responding the adrenaline that was pumping through, her blocking the pain as the branches of trees that she pasted cut into her exposed skin drawing blood which healed up instantly. \"ANNABETH WHERE ARE YOU!?\" She shouted trying to find her with her nose but it wasn't working with her mind full of panic. She strained to hear around her hoping she would call out to her. She continued to run in the direction she was going when she finally got to where her friend was. \"ANNABETH!\" she shouted so much that if she was human, her throat would be sore from it.\n\nAnnabeth turned to the sound of shouting. She couldn't make it out at first, and worried that it was an enemy she drew her sword. But soon Colette crashed into the forest, her clothes torn and her skin a bit bloodied. \"Colette? What happened?\" Annabeth forgot about Arcadius and went to see to her friend. She sheathed her sword as she made her way to Colette. \"What's wrong? Did something happen at the wagon?\"\n\n\"I...I hear you scream and I got scared.\" she said her body trembling and now glisening with sweat and blood that mixed together as she tried to catch her breath, her maroon red eyes relaxing when she saw no danger. \"Why did you scream?\" she asked looking at her friend.\n\nAnnabeth couldn't believe it at first, but then she smiled. Mainly because she was a bit glad that Colette would worry about her so much, though at the same time she was a bit sorry for making her worry. Taking out a cloth Annabeth wiped away some blood on Colette's cheek. She must have gotten cut while she ran here. \"Well, you see I was just startled. The skull we found a while back is magical and can talk! He says he'll be able to help us though.\"\n\nShe nodded in understanding as she flushed a little embarrassed but managed to shake it off. \"I am glad you are ok, I don't want to lose you if I would have handled it if I lost my only friend.\" she said sincerely her eyes flashing with sadness as her past filled her head before she mentally shook it off. 'Its in the past, they are gone and there is no way of changing that.' she thought before turning her attention back to her.\n\nAnnabeth could tell there was some sadness in Colette. Annabeth made a mental note to talk to her about it some more later. Turning back to Liam and Arcadius Annabeth decided to advance their plans a bit. \"Well with you here I suppose we can just get our work done even faster.\" Walking over to Arcadius, Annabeth picked him up and tied him to a piece of rope. This time let rested him against her chest so he could see what Annabeth could, sort of. \n\n\"Now that we're all here, let's hurry this along. It's getting dark and I don't want us to be out here when night falls. Colette, keep an eye out for any long logs and such. And collect any vines and plant fibers you find that aren't poisonous. If you don't know what is and isn't, don't worry about it. Now let's hurry before the sun goes down. We need to act quickly once the moon is out.\"\n\nColette nodded and went to do so sniffing at each vine picking everything that wasn't poisonous humming an old lullaby to herself as she felt her body calming down from the earlier panic. She looked up at the colorful sky holding onto the plants and other things she found close to her chest. She smiled a little after a while of standing there looking up at sky, her thoughts around how much her life has changed ever since she was found and was taken to a better place where she finally had a friend she had been longing for ever since her parents mysteriously vanished and all the servants left her behind in fear she would kill them. She looked back towards where the others were and she smiled feeling really blessed and went back to doing what she was doing.", "username": "Luna" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Uicle", "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": "Helena Axford", "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": "Lyn Marik", "text": "Lyn, Messhall\n\nSam had been disappointed in her outside wear, scolding the young hybrid and giving her herbs to starve away possible sickness she might've gotten from the cold. Thankfully she had left one of her thick coats made from the hide of the locate wildlife back within sickbay and wasn't allowed to leave until she put it on. Hating the extra weight, she wrapped it tightly around her while Tyrael left the way to the dining hall. Her arms wrapped around his at the elbow and leaned against his taller figure. \n\nIt was nice to hear his voice, even if he was a little off key and sounded a bit like a pit of gravel rustling, while they walked. When his song ended, there was a shout from across the dining hall calling for her. \n\nThe young woman flashed a smile at the small collection of people, then started to pull her uncle with her toward the others. She didn't care if she appeared too old to have her god-uncle accompany her. When Meirin scooted over on the bench, Lyn flopped down and greeted her. \"Hey Meirin. What's you guys having for breakfast? I'm famished enough to eat a horse whole.\" \n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nMar, within her Den\n\nMar rolled her eyes at Athalus' reply, her arm widening and finally opening the door for their guest. With a wave of her arm, she gestured Leith in behind her. She padded into the single room where she heard Athalus resume his whining about the mission. Her head turned to roll her eyes at his figure, now hunched down to seize his pants then place them on. There was a hint of regret he was nearly dress as she paused to admire his brief, naked image before finding herself being reminded of something. Her eyes narrowed at him with a slight daring attitude, not seeming to care about human customs. However, she never said a word. \n\nIt didn't help the way he was staring at her made her body heat up like a lamp. Trying to ignore the lust growing, she turned around to face Leith. It was a mistake as it left her rear exposed to the one male that had every right to cop a feel. It was easy to tell when he came up beside her, his scent filling her nostrils causing her to deeply inhale. She let a playful smirk dart across her lips which was something rare. It left her unguarded against his surprise 'attack'. It was the last thing she expected when his arm reached out and abruptly squeezed his fingers against her rump, her figure jerked. Almost instantly she lost her balance. Her arms came up, expecting to fall on the dirt floor and instead wound up in Athalus' ready arms. Mar frowned with deep disappointment in his actions. Namely, because she fell for it so easily and lightly smacked her hands across his broad chest, making a soft thwack throughout the den's space. She pushed off of him then casually made her way to the dresser where she snatched up his tunic laying on the floor. \n\nSlipping it on, she managed to catch Athalus' last statement. \"It's a mission to improve your magic, so stop whining. At the rate you've been going, I would've thought you would've been eager not to have everyone save you and actually be able to get a few hits in. I've got enough to worry about with Lyn's trip to Djarkel. I nearly considered avoiding my trip to Yarsomere altogether to go with her.\"", "username": "Fallenreaper" }, { "char_name": "Darius Jura", "text": "Leith Calder\n\n\"I'm sorry to say, but a Nox filled town of death and doom doesn't sit well with me,\" Leith said, finally finding his voice. His face more red than white from the scene he just witnessed. \"Maybe it has something to do with all the death and doom.\" He chuckled awkwardly. He listened to Mar and spoke up when she finished. \"If it makes you worry any less, I am going on the Djarkel mission. It's going to be nice to go on a diplomatic mission.\" He looked at the both of them. \"And as to why I'm here. Can't I drop by for a chat?\" \n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nDarius Jura\n\nDarius paced back and forth in his room. He had already ate breakfast and was now packed up to go on the mission to Yarosmere. Ever since he had heard from the diplomat what had become of Yarosmere, Darius had been wanting to go see what was going wrong in his homeland. And from what he had heard, that meant everything. \n\nPacing around wouldn't do anything, so Darius grabbed his sword and left his room. He made his way to one of the outer courtyards that was deserted, not an easy task, and started setting up. First he channeled his magic and blew the snow into the walls and corners. With that done he set about figuring out how to use his magic to make his blade much more sharper, and how to use it for combat.", "username": "Konan375" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Keri Wolf", "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": "Colette Filiatraut", "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": "Keri Wolf", "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": "Colette Filiatraut", "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "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": "Helena Axford", "text": "☆ Helena ☆\n\nHelena sat and half listened to the conversations that were going on around her. She knew some names and she at least recognized every face in there. She'd seen them all often enough to know if they were student or staff or teacher. But that was about it for the most part. She was fairly certain that the ones at the table with her were named Baulder, and...well maybe she didn't know enough names. That would have to be fixed. They were talking about one not the missions that had been posted. She was fairly sure at least. She'd only half heard half of what they were saying. It was rude to listen to others conversation after all.\n\nBut she kinda needed to butt into their conversation regardless. Well, she could not, but she wanted the honey pot that was over by them and not within her reach. She cleared throat, looking to them as she pushed up her glasses on her nose. \"Excuse me,\" she said, waving her fingers at them and trying to at least sound pleasant even if she was sure she looked like death. \"Would one of you be so kind as to hand me the honey pot, please?\"", "username": "May" } ]

[ { "char_name": "Henri Larue", "text": "Shimmerstone, the famous capital of Eania. The striking change from the country's dirt roads to the capital's paved, stone roads and white buildings were incredibly obvious as Henri sat down on the carriage in a relaxed posture, looking outside with the corner of his eyes.\nHenri himself had never been on Shimmerstone before. Much less during the famous Summer Solstice Festival. His feelings about that were... complicated.\nWhile being in a big city, in a festival was something that he was already used to, and brought him memories of his days when he lived with the Larue, it appeared that they would be 'honor guests' that time, based on the fancy carriage and all the 'diplomatic immunity' talk... But unlike Henri, his companion, the innocent and adorable Lyn seemed to be ecstatic by all that. Looking at her smile as she looked outside was... refreshing, even with Henri's sour mood at that moment.\n\n \"So… ever been to Shimmerstone until now?\" He heard Lyn asking him.\n\n\"Heard stories and rumors, but never visited it before.\" Henri replied.\n\n\"Can't say I'm that excited about it though... I am a circus artist, a rogue, or as the nobles like to say, a thief and a troublemaker. I feel comfortable walking amongst the common folk, but with nobles... things are different. Let's say me and nobles are like oil and water.\" Henri said, with an annoyed expression, letting clear his discomfort with the mere idea of having to be amongst them.\n\n\"The part about obeying the laws will be a tad difficult, but I will try to not stab any arrogant noble... If they try to fight me though... then it will be another thing...\" Henri said with a smirk.\n\n\"But I'm grateful that I am your companion to this trip. Your cheerful and happy behavior helps to counter my bad mood.\" Henri said with a chuckle.", "username": "13org" }, { "char_name": "Helena Axford", "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": "Lira", "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": "Summer Flores", "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": "Lyn Marik", "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "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": "Helena Axford", "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": "Uicle", "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": "Lyn Marik", "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "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": "Helena Axford", "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": "Lyn Marik", "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": "Leith Calder", "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": "Henri Larue", "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": "Leith Calder", "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": "Alaira Taenn", "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": "Tyrael Marchosias (His current alias), Karnage Urabrask Vorinclex (His true full name), Master Demonology Professor (College Title), Forge Master (Occupation Title)", "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": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder", "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": "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "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": "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": "Lyn Marik", "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": "E'nasha Williams", "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": "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 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": "Keri Wolf", "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": "Leith Calder", "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": "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": "Keri Wolf", "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": "\"Scarred hand\", \"Midnight\", Baulder", "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "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": "Keri Wolf", "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": "E'nasha Williams", "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": "Leith Calder", "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": "The Cander Village", "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": "Henri Larue", "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": "Helena Axford", "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": "Alaira Taenn", "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": "Lyn Marik", "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": "Leith Calder", "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": "The Cander Village", "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": "Ssarak Dyreackthanose", "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": "Leith Calder", "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": "Raine Starling", "text": "The only response that Raine got to her demand was a clanging sound, which made her glare in that direction. \"I told you to make yourself visible, not-\" Her sentence was cut short as a familiar voice echoed throughout the alleyway and, with narrowed eyes, she turned around, not surprised to see that tax collector guy coming her way. \"You gave me a warning for attacking you, not for standing here and minding my own business.\" The assassin pointed out with yet another glare. \"So why don't you go on back to your tax collection booth and cheat more people out of their-\" Raine was cut off once again by a voice whose source was currently unknown.\n\n*This is really irritating.*The girl thought as she glanced around to see if she could at least get a glimpse of the one doing this but, as expected, they did a good job at keeping themselves hidden. Suddenly, she turned back towards the big bulk of a man and asked: \"Is this what you do to people that don't pay taxes? Get your buddies interrogate them when they're alone?\" By that time, the absence of the tax collector had attracted the curiosity of many of his customers, who were currently watching from the entrance of the alley.\n\nRaine, however, was not interested in the public attention, though she figured that messing with this man in her own little way once more could prove to be fun. She had a plan of her own: make it seem like everyone one was distracted by the drama she was causing then somehow get the mimic to show himself. She wasn't sure why he was doing this but figured that it had been done for some personal reason. Now she had to find a way to get the actor from behind the curtain. It was show time.\n\n\"Well, Mr. Tax Collector?\" The assassin said in a serious yet teasing voice. \"What do you have to say for yourself?\"", "username": "HiddenBeauty13" }, { "char_name": "Kenenniah Alphanso I", "text": "As Drake continued walking down the alleyway, the lady with the dagger turned around, her narrow eyes piercing through the tax collector's soul. \"You gave me a warning for attacking you, not for standing here and minding my own business., So why don't you go on back to your tax collection booth and cheat more people out of their-\" then came the second voice. Drake looked around, trying to find the source based on the reverberations, but the sound seemed to come from multiple directions,*clearly an amateur ventriloquist.*\n\nAfter a second, Drake being considerably closer to Raine, she turned back around and said, \"Is this what you do to people that don't pay taxes? Get your buddies and interrogate them when they're alone?\" Drake continued walking, ignoring her words as he did so.*I wish I'd just taken her coin to shut her up,*he thought, grimacing. Before long, she was talking yet again, this time in a mocking tone, \"Well, mister tax collector? What do you have to say for yourself?\" Drake brushed past Raine quite casually, but was then greeted by two more voices.\n\nFlake adjusted his voice towards the back end of the alley once more and, in the same voice as before, he said, \"one more step and we'll shoot the girl.\" The sound reverberated off the wall perfectly, but then, Flake decided to add one more voice, this one a bit more raspy and aged, \"Yeah, don't take another step, ya' punk.\" Flake then watched as Drake stepped in front of Raine, shielding her from the unseen enemies at the back of the alley. He reached for his sword, saying, \"You know who you're messing with?\" He grasped the hilt of his sword, his knuckles popping from the sudden strain.\n\nFlake adjusted his voice once again and, in the raspy voice, he retorted, \"dern' straight. We're talking to the drunkest bas** in Talgot.\" Drake gritted his teeth, but the voice wasn't echoing in the same way. He quickly looked up, but all he could see were balconies.*He's on a balcony, but which one?*Drake was glad for the excitement, but he didn't want any civilians getting hurt, especially due to him. In a low voice, Drake told Raine, \"hey, miss whoever-you-are, look up, see if you spot any movement.\" Flake sighed silently, knowing that they were already on to his little plan. He closed his eyes and retreated from view a half-minute ago when Drake first started to look up. He was now waiting, thinking up the next move in his little game.", "username": "icicle" }, { "char_name": "Raine Starling", "text": "Raine smirked a bit as the man ignored her. It didn't bother her at all, especially since she managed to get the crowd rowdy. They were murmuring to each other and pointing towards the area where the tax collector and Raine were standing. Her victory was short lived, though, and the threat of being shot at brought her attention back to what she truly wanted to do: find out who was currently taunting her and the man in the armor.\n\nShe pulled her dagger from it's hiding spot beneath her cloak and got into a defensive stance, even if it wouldn't stop her from getting a bullet. Because of this, she didn't mind when the man covered in armor stepped in front of her, shielding her from the hidden threat.*A cannon would probably only make a dent in that thing...*the assassin thought with a low whistle and then pushed the thought away so she could focus on the voice coming from the other end of the alley. Raine also picked up on the difference in the way the sound of the voice each echoed off the walls and she too glanced up, expecting to see the owner of the voice.\n\n\"hey, miss whoever-you-are, look up, see if you spot any movement.\"\n\n\"My name is Misti...and I saw movement about ten feet from where we're standing at an angle of elevation of about sixty six degrees.\" She mumbled to him. \"Any plans on how we're going to get him to show himself, Mr. whatever-your-name-is?\" Apparently they were working together now, or at least that's what Raine assumed, so she figured that creating a plan that they both could efficiently execute together would be a smart thing to do.", "username": "HiddenBeauty13" } ]