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Post by The Shadow of Death on Oct 17, 2016 7:25:24 GMT 2
[Human Territory, Malagarm: Ash, Shadow]
I found Ash quite on top of things after the whip incident, having expected her to at least flinch, but pleasantly pleased she had not. I was right, she had learned much over the years, and not only had she learned them, she also learned to apply them properly. I was somewhat surprised to find that a few of my attacks made it through her defences, but nonetheless understood why.
As i was thinking this over whilst attacking i found myself stopped in quite an odd way, by something invisible. For something to appear invisible before me is quite a feat, to be sure. Then i also realized that something else must soon happen, and indeed it did. I felt for the first time in eons what it was like to be pressured from each side. The invisible force holding me was indeed both peculiar and strong, but not enough to crush me. I found myself practically unable to move, and in the short time it took to realize this, i had also found a hole upon which to escape.
I probably would have ended things here if it were a visible ability, but i did not have that luxury. Between the forces that held me captive, my form started to warp slowly before it started collapsing upon itself, as if imploding in slow motion. As the sound of bones snapping and fire blazing resounded, my form disappeared in a puff of black and green flames which quickly extinguished.
Shadows began to warp a short distance away before coalescing into my shape. "You have done well… however, my patience wears thin. Shall we end this? That way i may rule over this planet even a moment sooner."
I returned the weapons i had used to their pocket dimension as 7 colored orbs began to float round about me, rotating ever so slowly. Each orb represented a different elemental magic at its most fundamental levels. Black, white, red, blue, green, purple, gold. These were the colors found about me. The orbs began to rotate faster as pressure emanated from the pure magic that was under my control. This was something i had only theorized was possible, thus even i didnt know what the results could be entirely. Each color split into 13 smaller orbs, seven of them slightly bigger than the remaining 6 of each. Each orb shot toward an orb of a different color save for one of each color. The orbs paired with each other as a smaller and larger orb before mixing. Each possible combination of small and large orbs were made, leaving 49 orbs in total. The orbs then condensed themselves before revolving around me at high speed before colliding one with another until they had all formed one large orb that bristled with pure energy enough to make any being that looked upon the spectacle to be in awe.
The large orb which now floated above my head began to condense, at first slowly, but gaining speed until at last it was no bigger than a marble. "Interesting… " i spoke aloud my thoughts. i then spoke to Ash telepathically for the first time in the fight, "i was unsure what would happen to be entirely honest, but i think i have just discovered an incredible magic… treat this quite seriously, or we may just both perish…" i then tossed the marble of magic at Ash, hoping she could indeed counter this. What was tossed was something akin to antimatter, and i was unsure of all of its effects, but one thing i did know, it had completely drained my magic. Due to a combination of both fatigue and mana loss, for the first time in my life, i passed out, landing face first on the ground.
(Forgot to mention, any attack made during the magic mixing would be deflected by the pure energies that made creation possible, or in other words, the magic itself that was being mixed. It would react as if it were alive itself.)
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Post by zearea on Oct 18, 2016 10:54:16 GMT 2
[Human Territory, Malagarm, Ash, Shadow]
I wasn't surprised when Shadow escaped my prison, and let the meta-hands desintigrate as I pin-pointed my master's next appearance. He warped not far away, his skeletal hands readying a new spell, but I was prepare, and amassed a ball of elemental power. To my shock my spell was batted away by one of his orbs of light as they swirled about him, and I felt my eyes widen as from that distance, Shadow's power which had been contained within him, radiated by the assembling orbs. They represented 7 elements, dark, pure, fire, water, earth, shadow and... I did not know what gold was, perhaps it was the same energy that created the midias? What ever the case I knew that he had unleashed something that could easily destroy Malagarm and everyone, including me, in the city. As the last of the orbs joined to form one large orb, I felt Shadow make a connection with me, and what he said frightened me more then I had ever been frightened before. "Are you crazy?" Which in fact he was... "You are going to kill us both, why!" The connection faded, no answer forth-coming, and I scrambled to re-gain it when out in the distance Shadow plummetted to the earth. He had fainted! I did not have time to ponder this as the orb hurtled on toward me, but I knew without a doubt that I would perish if it hit me.
Throwing a hand out toward my feet, I sent forth a pulse of force that sent me hurting up and into the atmosphere. Below me and a few hundred metres away, the orb changed trajectory in my direction and in the second of realization, I devised a plan. With my free hand, I gestured before me, creating a circle in the air, and a gaping hole of darkness formed before my hand. I slipped through, shutting it sharply behind him. A moment later I created another portal, appearing several hundred metres further above where the first portal had been. Up here th oxygen level was so thin, the air so cold that I struggled to maintain my breathing, and rectified that with my own air bubble. The theory was that from this distance even if it were to go off, the inhabitants and Shadow would be safe from the majority of the damage, but this would not be the case for me. This was where my probably stupid idea came into the mix. I had never weilded more then three elements at once, let alone the seven I actually planned to use this time, however from exprience I knew that I had a great capacity to drain energy...
I pursed my lips, reigning in the panic and anticipation of pain and probable death if it did not turn out the way I hoped. My body hovered in place when a twisting gale of wind manefested about me at my will, and I observed the rapidly moving orb of magic for a mere moment. Sucking in a deep breath I extended both arms, right plam splayed at the deadily missile, the other toward the sky, and a split second later dispatched my 'presence' toward the raging orb. On impact a brillant beam of seven colours mashed together arched up the line of my presence like traversing an intangible rope, and crashed into my being. A scream ripped from me, high pitched and in agony, and I writhed, feeling the energy ripping me apart, wanting release. Before that could happen I created a clean exit up and out of the hand raised to the sky, making myself, in a sense, a leyline, thus,in conclusion, I had made the energy mine. Usually at this stage I would have had an episode from the sheer amount of power, yet I was not allowing the energy to build in me, this did not mean it still would not happen.
The seven energies warped within my being, twisting, splitting or fusing with what was already there, and despite the amount of energy I channelled out, it was clear it would not be fast enough. A sob escaped, the energies released up warping. Seconds past and there was an almighty rumble, the sun which had graced Malagram being swallowed up by dark oppressive clouds that would in moments, release torrential rain, dark energies clashed with the element fire to form a deadly tornado that ripped at my clothes, but left me unharmed. Through tears I watched the tornado expand toward the ground, collecting the other elements as it does so, and suddenly I realize my folly. "No..." I hissed, the last of the orb joining the more deadly tornado. As the word 'No' ripped from, my emotions of realization, pain and failiure in that one word, I felt myself shift, my whole being condensing and warping, instead of releasing the energy entirely my hand splayed to the sky clenched and a ribbon formed between my fingers that was tethered to the magically churning tornado.
'Boom, rumble, crack!' Lightening that held the colours blue and gold flashed across the sky, at first as sheet lightening around me, but then every now and again a rod of lightening crashed into the city, or surrounding it. The intial crack of lightening was followed by buckets of water, infused with the element nature/earth which caused nature to spring to life wherever a raindrop would collide with the ground.
The tornado shuddered, sucking the rain into it's control as it began to drag the roofs of Malagarm's building up. It had not reached the ground yet, if it had the city would have been given no chance. "Disperse!" I cried at the top of my lungs, throwing out my arms wildly, shocked for a minute to find as I did so that my voice came forth echoed, powerful, and that the flesh of my arms was gone, replaced by an aura of pure power. I no longer felt pain either, it was as if I had become the power I now wielded, which turned out to not be far from the truth. I was no longer Ashlia, the elf, but Ashlia the elemental. The tornado rumbled, the clouds shook and the lightening threatening the city died down a moment, before in a flash the magic holding the elemental manefestations together dispersed, being thrown out across the world. I had the churning feeling I had just created a continent, no world wide monsoon... The elements buckled in my presence, and I felt every little particle that made up the magic storm, saw each like a colourful strand I only need to tug upon to take control. With amazement I realized that I was not fatigued, I wasn't hungry or that the amount of magic felt overwhelming. "Shadow!" My power filled voice rocketed through the connection I had with my master more strongly then ever before.
Infact, she had done just that, causing a widespread storm, even here the rain bucketed, the wind howled and strange anomalies arose from the combinations of dark, soul and whatever the gold energies could do, but at least it had not been concentrated in on place, so the damage in theory would not be half as bad.
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Post by The Shadow of Death on Nov 8, 2016 8:24:22 GMT 2
(I have to say, nicely done. I honestly wasnt expecting a head on collision resulting in a change of form. I know you werent exactly expecting that turn of events either though.) [ ] I found myself floating in a form i had long ago shed, my original form, that of Vitas, Creator of the Gods. My full white hair reached the ground once more and it felt so nice to once again feel the wind blow through my beard, which reach my feet, thick and banded together in three places by rings of solid gold. Wait… wind? Indeed i felt wind, my vestments billowing out behind me as I saw her before me. She was indeed the one i missed most in all of creation, damned to be torn in two by my actions. "Pasija… is that truly you?" "Yes my love." She stated so calmly. Her face was as pure and clear as i remembered her, her form as divine as always, and her voice smooth and soothing to my broken soul. "I have waited many long years to speak with you like this once again." "And i to you as well. I tried to retrieve your soul… but it seems that i had failed, leaving you forever torn. You soul residing without memory, and your memories without you soul, both in bodies identical to yours... it has been hell to live with you in your current state. Due to my own folly you have suffered." "No my love, i have not suffered. I was tormented for a short while before you wretched my soul back to where it belonged, by your side. You freed me from that hell, but in so doing, plunged yourself into your own hell, to have to live with the proof of your mistakes for all eternity." My form shuddered as she spoke, knowing it to be the truth i had run away from for millions of years. "Why? Why are we here like this? Where are we? What is going on? I am so confused, yet so happy… happy to be with you once more... i have so many questions…" She shook her head slowly, her gentle voice soothing me, "It is not the time for those questions. You have completed a mystery of creation, and also of destruction. Two sides of one coin, incarnated by the same action. You have much left to do. You cannot be here yet. Endesha would be angered with me if i selfishly kept you... ah, as a matter of fact, here she comes now." The space between us warped a bit as a woman clad in flowing gold appeared. Her irises gold with a luster as brilliant as a midsummer day and pupils shaped as hourglasses. "Shadow, you cannot stay here." The woman known as Endesha told me in a tone that left no room for questions and that lead to her slender hand to grasp my shoulder and force my hand. A spark of purest destruction licked her hand as it touched me, my eyes becoming dangerously thin as i stared her down. "Leave my presence!" My voice boomed with my power of old, shaking the very core of one of the so called gods. Endesha unwillingly cowered before me as her form seemed to diminish in size. "My love, you must not." Pasija scolded lightly, her hand twining between my hair to caress my face, the warmth in her hand bringing me back to my senses. "I apologize, i just cannot lose you again, not after finding you after all this time. My shredded mind would shatter, and this tattered soul would disintegrate. My emotional state would cause the mindless massacre of all creation… do you have any idea what kind of burden i hold? I am slowly falling apart as i am perpetually trying to put myself back together. That is the hell you so kindly pointed out, the hell i reside in. "I find this place to be fine, i care not where i am particularly, as long as i can keep you by my side." "This i cannot allow, my love. You have suffered endlessly, yet i ask you to once again suffer, for my sake. I cannot allow you to leave things as they are in our creation. Once our creation has collapsed due to its overconfidence, only then may we rest with each other and start creation anew." Her eyes were moist as she turned to Endesha. "I hope you will continue to guide him as is your divine duty to creation, even though he is this troublesome." She chuckled lightly at her own comment as a pit formed in my stomach, twisting in agonizing pain to hear her like this once more, knowing i cannot hope to be by her side for some time if i abide by her wishes. How could i not follow her wishes though? Would i not feel guilty at leaving creation to its own devices? Would she not feel the guilt even more? I hung my head as tears slowly formed in my eyes as i looked upon her now blurry visage through my tears as she turned to me once more. I could tell she was also weeping as she approached me. I held out my arms and gently embraced my wife once more, after all these years. I wished i could stay like this forever, sealed in stone for all eternity so that i may never have to worry about parting again, so thst we would not go through this pain once more. It was then that i felt like something was ripping at my back, grasping the very core of my being with icy cold hands. [Human Territory, Malagarm: rune galdur princess whose name I seem to have forgot…] As the energies began to clash at Ash's attempt to dispel them, many of the 'heroes' that had been knocked out by Shadow began to regain conciousness. Among those was the weilder of the Rune Galdur slowly stood, feeling the energies at work. She peered into the sky in surprise as the clashing energies seemed to swell out towards them. She immediately began to sing in the ancient tongue, weaving a protective barrier over the town. She paused a moment as she noticed the skeketal being that caused this mess to be laying on the floor unconscious. It was moments later that she saw him stir, which nearly distracted her from the barrier. She wished to take him out now, while he seemed weakened. She could not keep her concentration on him though, else the barrier fall. She was not certain the barrier would hold back this blast even, but she coukd clearly see, albeit far in the distance, that there was a woman working to nullify it. She would be their savior if she pulled it off, and she would be glad to welcome them into their fold. One of the other 'heroes' that the skeketal being so easily handled approached while she held the barrier, knowing what she was holding the barrier she could not speak or ask any questions. "Princess, the one you see above left the skeketal being in this state. I was able to watch a bit of their fight, but unable to even try interfering. They were of about the same level, but it looked like she was losing for a bit. From my point of view, he tried one last ditch attempt to finish her a little faster, which led to current events." She nodded in apprehension and thanks, realizing she was pretty much right in what she thought had happened. This was going to be one hell of a day… [Human Territory, Malagarm: Ash, Shadow] I awoke to a strange noise, that of a hissing mixed with an occasional pop. I was bewildered by that sound, but soon found the, most unexpected cause. Tears were forming in my eye socket, which was then effected by the flames from my eyes, which produced the noise. I was unaware that I could physically weep anymore until I experienced this. I did not have the luxury to really appreciate the meaning though as I felt my connection to Ash reconnect. I could tell she was still fighting my final test. I watched in mute amazement at how she was trying to channel the energy to disperse it. I was unsure if she would be able to take the stress, and soon saw the results of that worry. She had ascended it appeared. I was uncertain if it was permanent, temporary, or whether it was an ability she developed, or even something else entirely, but it sure seemed like she became an elemental. I could not adequately discern which type of elemental she had become. As one might expect, an ascension brings forth great power, and with that, it seemed Ash was getting the upper hand of the situation, and it also seemed that with her ascension, she also gained access to ascension magic. It was the only way i could think to explain how whe was casting world wide magic, or weather magic, as manipulation of the weather was some of the highest level magic. As she finished the affair, I hung my head in disbelief. I was proud, do not get me wrong, but I feel I did go way too far with this. As I felt Ash speak directly to me, I noticed a difference in the connection between us. I was still slightly out of it, but I was able to shakily stand, only to make a scene by falling once more. I had used all of my reserves of magic to set up the ultimate magic, only to then see it be defeated. If Ash had been out to get me, this would have been a moment to worry, but I knew better. I made it up to my knees, kneeling before Ash's semi distant figure as the princess lowered the barrier in disbelief. It was then that an unexpected turn of events happened. [Human Territory, Alcove of Amassing: Vaxinhonarg] After Vaxin's appearance during the assault on Malagarm, he decided to pay a visit to Solatium. As he stepped into the Alcove of Amassing, Midas started to appear as a defense system, readying to attack. Vaxin continued to walk nonchalant towards the door of Solatium without a care in the world, as if Solatium was helpless against him. Truth be told, it was helpless against him, that is, as soon as he began to sing. The dwarf's deep voice echoed out in a somber tune that one could easily see having been written for a build of epic proportions. As this voice rang through the Alcove, Ash would just be starting her fight with Shadow. The Alcove filled with the Rune Galdur seemed to shudder as unseen power began to execute the commands of the dwarf, twisting reality to do his bidding. The Midas fell to the earth with their heads in their hands, unable to even utter a noise due to the intense pain that was searing the insides of their heads. Vaxin continued to walk as he continued to sing, watching the Midas fall one after another as he approached the door. He calmly and slowly opened the door as more midas tried to attack him from within, only to fall as they were exposed to the unseen power reacting to Vaxin's song. He slowly delved into the depths of Solatium in search of something, which he found before too long, about the time that Shadow would have been trapped by invisible hands against Ash. What lay before him, the object he had searched for, was the Auctoritas. One of the 7 Weapons of Legend that were forged by the original Blademaster, Vitas, in the Forge of Souls. These weapons held such immense power that most people cannot even touch them without their minds being ripped to shreds. A grim blossomed on the dwarf's face as he recognized his target. He changed both the tune and lyrics of the Rune Galdur being used. Slowly the Auctoritas rose in the air before him, each of the 2 swords being engulfed in magical lines of power that condensed down to form runes only decipherable by a few within all creation. The runes which swirled in the air with a dark miasma began to etch into the Auctoritas slowly. As the runes etched their existence onto a Weapon of Legend itself, Solatium began to crumble. All of the power that the Auctoritas had went into trying to defend itself from this invasion, only to prove itself useless. As the runes finished, the Auctoritas were grasped by Vaxin. Vaxin's face then twisted in utter delight. He then looked at the rubble that had been caused by the recalibration of the Auctoritas. He thought that it would have taken more of a fight. He promptly left after obtaining the Weapon of Legend [Human Territory, Malagarm: Ash, Shadow] After getting to his knees, i felt something odd had happpened, but quickly drove the thought out of my mind, as the plan was more important. Or, at least that is what i would usually have thought, if i didn't have 7 feet of golden sword sticking out of my chest, attached to the arm of a Midas. "Ash… " was the last word I said before black hellfire began spewing out of the wound, covering the blade and spreading across the ground like oil in a container of water. Seconds later and we were gone, and the Shadow Realm was not our escape route, as it was destabalizing.
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Post by zearea on Nov 11, 2016 14:25:01 GMT 2
[Human Territory, Malagarm: Ash, Shadow]
From my vantage point I looked down, seeing that nearly all the inhabitants that had succumbed to Shadow had awakened and all had their heads cocked to the sky, no, to me specifically. In the centre was Shadow, my mentor falling to his knees, and I felt a pinch of panic spike through me. Anyone of those spectators might feel the urge to end him as vulnerable as he seemed to be, and I dived. My form flickers in a dazelling display of colours, and I can tell to a point that despite my new form, I still had a distinctly humanoid figure, my small fingers reaching out before me distorting like wind against an open flame.
Sheer horror has me jerking to a screeching halt, the flickering of my multi-coloured aura abruptly dulling when a midas appeared behind Shadow and plunged his golden sword through my mentor's chest. "No!" I cried, a blast of air magic sending me careening toward them, but it was too late. Hellfire spread from the wound in Shadow's chest, to the floor causing everyone in promitity to shout in horror and back away. "...Ash..." It was the last word the reverbrated hushedly through my mind before the midas, and Shadow vanished in a blink of an eye. A moment later I covered my face, realizing too late that I could not control my headlong dive, and met the ground with a resounding 'Boom!". A medium sized crater a few times larger then myself was evidence of my fall.
I gasped, rolling over onto my back as charred bits of gravel, dirt and stone cloud my sight, and laid there for a moment, the others practically forgotten as I tried to establish a link with Shadow, but where ever he had escaped to had severed the link and I could not re-connect even with the extra boost of power I had gained. In-fact that power abruptly spluttered, then in a wave of mutli-coloured tendrils, left me to flood across those within a fifty metre radius of the crater. It had some force to it, though was mostly harmless, more like having a bucket of icy water dumped on your head. Left in its wake was an elf, her entirety lacking clothing. The rush of a return to flesh brought on the ability of sensation once more, and I hunched, a soft gurgling scream sifting from me as I find myself immobilised, weighed down by an overwhelming fatigue. It was similar, if not worse then when I had an episode! Shutting my eyes against the glare of the sun, I felt hot tears well and spill down my cheeks, and knew that my fight with the oblivion of sleep was a losing one. "Come back!" I heard myself hiss, before the weight of darkness finally took me and I fell un-conscious, yet not before a gut wrenching wrongness twists my insides, and I moved my hand slowly, clutching my chest where my soul resided strongest. Something was terribly wrong!
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Post by The Shadow of Death on Nov 21, 2016 7:47:50 GMT 2
(I think I am going to have to make the princess a more permanent character. I will get a vs up for her in the next few days. Some things for her may differ from what she was originally introduced as, seeing as how I cannot seem to remember exactly what happened off the top of my head for one, and for two, I only planned for her to be a very, very temporary NPC at the time.)
[Human Territory, Malagarm: Ash]
The princess was quite taken aback by the turn of events. The skeletal creature or being or whatever the hell he was, if he was even a he technically, had decimated all of her forces and all of her defences. He was just stabbed by some incomprehensible gold metal that was formed into a humanoid, which led to even more problems. The one who had defeated the skeletal being had raced down, probably trying to make sure she could finish him off, only just missing him it seemed, before crash landing.
The princess watched silently at the reaction that was had, watching the creature she assumed to be made from the elements now prone. Water rushed out like a wave, dousing the flames that had been loosed moments earlier. As the princess shielded herself with magic, she realized something had changed in the small crater. An elf, devoid of clothing, lay where the elemental like being was moments before. She rushed over to the elf's side, taking a light wrap from around her shoulders and draped it over the elf before her. She began chanting lightly with a melody reminiscent of hope as bright light gathered around the two of them. Moments later the light scattered to reveal an empty crater.
[Human Territory, Malagarm Castle, Princess's quarters: Ash] Within the castle that proved the center of Malagarm, near the throne room, was the princess's quarters. It was quite decent in size, and richly decorated. Upon the cold stone walls hung tapestries telling of untold legends and histories, even some depicted the ancients in their splendor. Among the tapestries that showed the ancients, one was shown as a skeleton in black robes, with green flames for eyes. The ground was covered with a thick red rug made from a material akin to silk, its border was scrolled filigree paisley in a silver and grey. A large oaken door stood in the center of one of the walls, flanked on either side by bookshelves carved out of the stone walls, reaching to the 25 foot ceiling, crammed full of old tomes. A desk made of a marble of some sort stood against a wall not too far from the bookshelves. The desk wasnt very large, but currently held 3 opened tomes arranged in a strange array as if the person using them was doing so on conjunction, whilst a journal sat to the side with notes.
Against the wall opposite of the door and bookshelves was the bed. It was quite large, and obviously handcrafted, taking up almost a quarter of the room. The iron used to make the bed was twisted and bent into shapes of various guardian beasts and wards, coming together to form an odd frame. The canopy that was over it was covered with a laced satin that was pure white. The actual bed itself, housed by the canopy and handcrafted iron frame was massive, and quite comfortably filled with something akin to goose feathers.
On the top of the bed within the princess's room, light began to coalesce, forming two figures before releasing to show their forms. The princess knelt over the elf, her breath a tad ragged from the teleportation. This was the first time she had attempted to transport 2 people at once, thankfully it was a success.
She crawled off the bed, reaching toward a small nightstand. Upon the nightstand sat two objects, a candlestick in a holder, and a small crystal bell. The princess lightly grasped the top of the bell, ringing it shortly. The sound that was produced by the small bell between the princess's delicate fingers was pure, carrying well even though the volume was not overbearing. Moments later, as the princess was positioning Ash in such a way on the bed that she could cover her with the beddingbidding, a young woman in maid attire quietly opened the door, slipping in quickly and closing it. "You rang, my lady?"
"Yes Camile, I have need of the court herbalist posthaste, fetch her for me. Do not let anyone else within this room other than yourself and her, lest they have their eyes gouged out, their tongues removed, and then hanged publicly."
The maid, apparently named Camile, had turned rather pale at the fierce command of her lady, nevertheless, she responded in a calm manner, "As you command." Immediately after she finished her reply, she swiftly left.
"It will not be long and the herbalist will be here, maybe she will know what to do. I hope my actions have not offended this elf who is our saviour." She quitely mused for a mine t as she paced the floor beside the abnormally large bed. "She is an elf, yet she took the appearance of an elemental… I had heard that the elves were close to nature and the elements, but surely not to that degree… The biggest question is why she saved us… Our peoples have always been at war with each other, so why would she help us? Is there more to this? Did she help from moral obligation? Or maybe because the demon thst attacked us was released by them by accident or something? I do not understand at all!" She held her hands to her head lightly as her mind raced, to no avail. Finally she sat beside the elf on the bed, watching her face for any sign of changes. Jspust after doing so the door was lightly knocked upon and immediately opened. Camile quickly appeared in the room. "My lady, Miss Siroph has arrived."
Immediately after Camile finisned speaking a young woman no more than 17 years of age walked in, bowing quickly as she addressed the princess, "My lady, you sent for me?"
"Indeed I did. Thank you Camile, you are dismissed to watch the door. Miss Siroph, please, I am in urgent need of your assistance."
As the door closed and the princess finished speaking, Miss Siroph rushed over to the princess, placing a hand on her forhead. "What seems to be the matter my lady? There is no fever within you, is it pain or sleeplessness? Perhaps you are suffering from something else?"
Holding up a hand to halt the sudden interrogation, the princess spoke softly, "it is not I, but this elf here. I need to know if there is anything you can do to help her. She saved our lives today, but collapsed like this immediately afterwards. I need to know if anything is wrong and if there is anything we can do to help her."
The herbalist began examining Ash, only to shake her head when done. "My lady, as far as I can tell, she is fine. Keep in mind, i only know the physiology of humans well enough to diagnose and treat, this is beyond my ability by far. I apologize I could not do more for you and this elf."
"It cannot be helped. You may take your leave. Maybe she will awaken before long and we will find out some more about her condition." As Miss Siroph left, the princess sighed lightly. She sat beside the elf once more on the side of the bed, attentively awaiting her to wake up. "Please wake up soon." She said under her breath as she continued to wait.
[? ? ?: Shadow, Phinserex] My consciousness stirred, slowly coming back to reality. A dull pain, something i had not felt for millennia, permeated my chest. As i looked down i could see my Auctoritas protruding out of my chest. Runes ran up and down the blade, shining faintly. As i then looked around, unable to do, uch else, i found a most peculiar signt, a graveyard. Being in a graveyard was not all that peculiar to me, but the fact that the graveyard was indoors was something else.
"Do you know where you are? Does The Shadow of Death know where he is. Right. This. Minute?" A playful female voice rang out clearly in the graveyard, sounding exactly like Pasija.
Fury immediately displayed its power in my eyes, the flames flaring up with blood red crimson overtaking the usual ghastly green. Power seemed to spark around me, but nothing would coalesce. I also found i could not move in the slightest. "Do not mock me!" My voice rang out, emotions nearly exploding out of the words to assault the offending party.
"My my Shadow, your emotions are getting the best of you once again, best not to let that happen. You know you cannot go against my power, we Celestials are far beyond your reach in power." The voice this time was a smooth male voice.
"So it was you Phinserex!"
"Yes yes, it was me! However, I cannot take all the credit I was just ordered to have you brought here."
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Post by zearea on Nov 27, 2016 4:17:21 GMT 2
[ : Rowan] There is a loud boom as the door to the building is thrown inwards explosively, to crash and splinter against the stony wall. A violent gust of wind rushed in; strong enough to lift tables and thoroughly re-arrange the décor of a room, while framed in the doorway is an arch way, runes carved into the peculiarly white, gold pillars. Between the pillars the background of what lay outside the building is over written by a view of a New York City, the beach front in Brooklyn, a pier and a road where a few cars drove by casually. For a short few moments the sound of waves crashing against the shore is melded with the sounds of traffic, and then the archway collapsed into itself. Standing in its wake was a short, figure, five foot to be exact, her Irish red hair a fuzz of curls cascading down her back and framing her heart shaped face. She was wearing a purple tank top, harnessed about her neck by a thin strap, and black short, shorts. On her feet are flip flops, and a pair of sunglasses are perched on the end of her nose. In her right hand is a thin, plastic and glass device, her mobile, and sticking out of it is a pair of headphones, the pads of which are in her ears. A very faint rhythm comes from the ends, the band Everclear belting the lyrics; I am the worst thing that you will ever see You better run from the monster in me I am the last thing you will ever see… You better run... Her other hand is outstretched, fingers splayed to grab something, possibly the door and she wore an expression of mild surprise, before taking a step through the door frame and freezing as if just recognising where she was. The Irish woman tilted her chin down a little to peer over the rims of her sunglasses, an auburn eyebrow arching slowly, while the hand outstretched moved to flick one of the ear pieces out. No angels on the streets where I sell Very little heaven and a whole lot of hell… Vibrant hazel eyes peer, slowly taking in the building, and its occupants, until a bottle that was teetering on the edge of a table wobbled and fell, smashing against the floor to shatter. It was the only sound a part from the faint music coming from her phone. The sound the bottle made brought the woman out of her shock, and she straightened, cocking a hip. “Well fuck!” She exclaimed drily. “This ain’t the ice cream parlour.”
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Post by The Shadow of Death on Dec 7, 2016 8:13:26 GMT 2
[? ? ?:Rowan] A wispy voice with some apparent age echoed within Rowan's mind from an outside source, "Calm yourself youngling. This may not be what you call an 'ice cream parlor', whatever that may be, but I assure you that you are now stuck here." The mental voice also seemed to be attached to a directional force which would allow Rowan to tell where the voice came from, just to her right a short distance away.
Floating in midair where the voice was coming from was a sphere of undulating light akin to flames if they were made of water, as they were the deep oceananic blue of water. "The reason I say you are stuck here is because the portal in which you arrived has collapsed for one. For reason number two, for some odd reason, you have appeared in Niquitonix. I am known to the others as BlueFlame, after the magic I am crafted after. It has been a few millenia since we have had any visitors here, after all, we are at the bottom of an ocean here, so we do not seem to receive any visitors really…"
BlueFlame had already floated around to the front of Rowan by now, clearly curious as to what was going on. "I am one of the few scholars here, and just to confirm, you are considered a human, no? What is your name? What is your race known for? How did you come here? Where are you from?"
As the questions seemed to pour out of this spherical water like fire, another entity appeared, also spherical in form. It was a sphere of light and dark energies that seemed to not only be in a content internal struggle, but also imploding as shards of darkness being traced by white light only to explode into a perfect sphere again to repeat the process noiselessly. As it came into Rowans presence, it immediately froze. After a short pause in its movements, it shot back out of the room like an artillery shell, leaving rowan to deal with the rapid fire questions of BlueFlame.
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Post by zearea on Dec 9, 2016 2:13:24 GMT 2
[Human Territory, Malagarm: Ash]
{An Hour Later}
-The short, fragile looking creature's features are unusually palid, her lips dry and lacking colour. Long, deep blue tressess, gnarled and limp, halo about her form.
As the princess lingers by her side she may notice that even unconscious there is a pull on her magical reserviore, albiet weak.
As the elf draws closer to wakefullness, her eyelids flicker rapidly, brows pulling together tauntlyin pain? Fear? Concentration? Her eyelids unfurl, revealling colourless eyes, devoid as they were of magic, and the once vibrancy of her magical signiture looks dull. To an experienced magic user who could see mana matrices of a sorcerers, they could tell hers were out of shape severely. Without the help of an experience mage, it would take weeks to naturally re-align everything-
The ever oppressive darkness of oblivion presses against my mind, pinning my body to the soft, and comforting surface I am laying upon. In-wards I fight to be free, even when doing so causes sharp pains to pierce my mind and eventually the darkness begins to lighten, becoming a red light with veiny abjects lining it.
Lips parting, I suck in a sharp breath, and laborously lift my hand to rub my eyes, feeling eyelids instead. 'Oh...' I unfurl them, instantly wishing that I had not when lights stab at me, but I acknowledge that despite that, the light was reasonably gentle. It only takes me a dozen blinks to start to adjust, and I begin to take in the odd room.
"Oh, thank god you have awoken!" A female human exclaimed gently, and I tensed, turning to stare at her. I recognised her as the woman who had talked with the dwarf! My body was not ready to move, the act of wiping my eyes almost too much, and I stifle a growing panic at being so weak. "G-greetings, I would, a... Bow but I can barely move..." My voice is whispy, a croakiness making my accented voice harder to understand. My lips part, corners drawing up into a wavering half smile of embarrassment, trying to hide the panic I was feeling, but I doubted I was doing a very good job of it. "It is alright, you are safe here I promise." The princess says quickly in her melodic voice, and reached out to place her hand against my arm. I felt a twinge, and watched the princess for any sign she had felt the tug of my pull. I did not want to drain her dry by accident in the state I was in...
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Post by zearea on Jan 2, 2017 3:18:16 GMT 2
[? ? ?: Rowan]
The human's lips draw down in scowl when the voice penetrated her mind, announcing the obvious with such asurred fact, and threw out a slim hand in response to finding the sphere of water. "Great, I am stuck in a place I can't even pronounce with a floating sphere of blueflame, who is in fact talking to me telepathically... " Her tone was sarcastically dry as she followed BlueFlame with her eyes. The feeling of undulating power was interesting, like static that Rowan would have otherwise never felt before until she had stepped into the new world. Infact she found herself running her other hand inches from her outstretched arm to feel that her hair was standing on end. "Wait, wait..." Rowan began when Blueflame began to shoot questioned into her mind, and splayed her palm toward the entity. The universal stop signal, or so it was for humans.
From the corner of her eyes, Rowan caught a glimpse of another spherical entity, this time two colours fought for dominance, one light, the other dark. They seemed to have equal footing, although Rowan just arched a brow in question when the entity froze and shot away again, rapidly. "O-kay..." SHe drawled, gaze returning to Blueflame bobbing before her, a keen curiosity in the way it circled her. "Its Row..." Was the only answer to the element's question, before Rowan would attempt to move around it. "What was this place again? Is it in the Everlasting? Where's Vax, I bet he has something to do with this...."
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Post by The Shadow of Death on Feb 21, 2017 6:11:42 GMT 2
[Human Territory, Malagarm: Ash, Merona] The princess spoke lightly to Ash after having lightly placed her hand upon the elf's arm, "I am Merona, a princess here in Malagarm, where you were fighting earlier. I thank you for driving away the threat that suddenly appeared. You need not stand on any kind of formalities with me. If there is anything you need to strengthen yourself once more so you can move easier, let me know and i will try my best to locate it to help you. We do not know much about Elven physiology, thus we have no way to know how to help you in your current state." Her expression was one of consternation and helplessness whilst her eyes held a deep sincerity.
She turned and stood from the side of the bed and asked lightly, "Are you hungry or thirsty, you have been unconsious for a short while now, but i know your energy consumption must have been huge from that battle." She then suddenly went wide eyed as she softly exclaimed, "Ah! How could i forget, i have not asked how to address you as of yet!"
[Niquitonix: Rowan] BlueFlame seemed to shiver as Rowan spoke directly to it. "Hahahaha!" It started to laugh in her head, and honestly to anyones head if they had been within a small radius of the elemental. "I have successfully conversed with another race! No hostility in the response either! I must record my findings!" A bluish window formed between the two as a thread of the watery flames reached up and started scrawling on it, seemingly writing as the elemental tried its best to respond to her questions. "I have no idea what you are asking about with some Everlasting or Vax… everlasting is a word i recognize, but the context you used it in seems to be as a name of a place. I do not recognize everlasting being used as a name for anything, but then again, i do not get out often either… as for Vax, i can tell you are speaking of an intelligent being of some sort, but the name does not ring any bells so to speak… " The elemental had just finished its scrawling and retracted the thread of flame as the window disappeared. "As for where you sre, this is a place called Niquitonix. It is one of the 5 domains of Niquik. This area houses mainly research and development type areas--" Blueflame was cut off by a high pitch sonic wave that passed through the room from the hallway, followed by a booming voice that seemed to come from all directions. "Intruder! BlueFlame has been held hostage by an intruder! Send personnel to extract him immediately!" BlueFlame violently bobbed up and down as it shouted with vehemence, "Damned Shattering Darkness! Get your facts straight before you start sounding alarms!" The elemental seemed quite angry at this alarm that had been sent out. BlueFlame then apologized to Rowan. "I apologize, we so rarely get visitors that some of us seem to jump to the conclusion that the only possible explanation is as such. If this brings forth any problems, i will take care of it for you here."
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