Fantasy Return of the Elemental Lords (IC)

At: Sarasa Around: Yuri

"Now this is vacation! Haha!" The hulking man clad in now stinking wet fur garments exclaimed joyously as he spread out his limbs in a hot spring. Pools of warm water emanating a strange energy, whatever it was being beyond this person's comprehension. All the while, bath attendants nervously approached the visitor, attempting and failing to coax him into paying for his rather extended stay in the bath. "Warm bath built into the very rock itself.. and sun that isn't so shy! Enough to make King consider conquest.." His brow furrowed, eyes darting to the robed civilians who had long since distanced themselves from him in the bath they unfortunately shared. "A joke! I come to your lands for only one purpose.. you will see! We all see.." He raised his voice a bit higher than he might have intended to, sending the bath attendants fleeing without a single coin of payment received. This traveler had come from afar, with nought but the apparent clothes on his back, taking passage by force, his journey based only on a simple feeling, a sort of animal instinct. A feeling that the day of "awakening" was nigh, and that this kingdom was the place to be. It took much to pry him away from his homeland, but if this "knowing" he possessed was the truth, then that meant his destiny was to leave, it was the fate his great and mighty ancestors had laid out before him, and to reject that would be to dishonor their memory.

Only a few hours would pass, before the man was awoken by the slightest trembling of the earth. Before even lifting his lids, he saw images of fire, smoke, and devastation. Eyes now wide with an understanding, a knowing; he launched himself into the air, collapsing the rock pool he once relaxed within, leaping and grabbing hold of a high tree branch from a grove surrounding the hot springs, without even thinking to release the illusion of humanity he had cast upon himself. Witnessing the emergence of a great power from the nearby mountain, a wide grin grew upon his face as he caught a glimpse of an enormous being of pure flame. "And so, it begins! What does it mean? I not know! But fate of world will be decided this day.. haha, yes.." He laughed heartily, but his eyes were dark and deadly serious with the knowledge that powers beyond his imagining were at play, be that power to create or to destroy, he could only wait and see.

Swinging back and forth from the branch, Oligos the Mountain King let go and allowed himself to fly into the growing cloud of smog and ash, covering his mouth with his arm before he descended onto the mountain, the cracked earth crumbling beneath his feet, sliding a great distance before coming to a stop a distance from the base of the mountain, at a point where he should have been able to observe the descent of the giant, though it was currently nowhere to be seen. Now sitting cross-legged upon a large boulder, he spotted a small gathering of individuals upon the mountain's remains as the ash began to dissipate, but he felt a great heat emerging from the mountainside, and a knowing that it's source was still among them.

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Radiant

"The Holy Cathedral is an ancient structure and is said to be made roughly hundred of thousand years ago to protect the Holy Well from the unworthy. The Goddes of life Madonna granted us The Well as a proof that unlike the other Lords, she would never abandon her creations."

Inside the empty main hall of the cathedral, two figures stand next to each other. One was an angel priestess drapped in gold-trimmed white robe and the other was Radiant in her starry night attire. The smooth crystalline wall of the cathedral gleams with otherworldly beauty as the morning sun kissed its surface, creating a solemn atmosphere inside, and in front of them was a massive statue of a woman with flawless figure.

"Ehh, so this big-boobed woman is Madonna." Radiant pointed at the statue further, her eyes darted between the statue's ample bossom, curvaceous hips and ever-flowing long wavy hair. The statue was depicted while riding a massive rainbow and holding a luminous sceptre with star-shaped gemstone at the tip. On her back, a massive amount of transparent fae wings and feathery angel wings framed the entire statue in a regal way. She wasn't sure if the statue was supposed to be her, Air, both of them or neither of them.

"Calling our Lord Madonna like that is uncalled for. Even if you're a non-believer." The angel priestess, whose introduced herself as Aria frowned upon hearing Radiant called the statue as big-boobed.

"It's a compliment though." Radiant just shrugged and replied casually.

Radiant's escape from her imprisonment had been rather dull. The seal broke, probably ton of light coming out but that's no use when she was sealed so deep underground, she crawled out of the well, climbed the staircase out of the cathedral's basement and wandered around the perimeter. Surprisingly there's not much people currently but that's because most people ran outside when they heard massive explosion from the far east. Then she met Aria, who mistook her for a lost tourist and was eager to gives a detailed introduction about the cathedral. The priestess continue her speech by praising the King Elroma V who spent enermous amount of wealth to renovate the building and adding even more angel quartz, or how Saint Ethel use the cathedral as a base operation during a pandemic or- WAIT!!!

Radiant just got released from her boring imprisonment, no way she would spent her first moment of freedom listening to a random priestess about people she never cared about! Radiant waited until the priestess' attention was drawn towards the cathedral's altar, the priestess then startled rambling about the holy material or whatever and Radiant took it as her cue to leave. She used her godly speed to dashes out of the building, saving her time and sanity.

She yelled as loud as posssible when she saw the morning sky. She really missed being outside like this, being imprisoned underground and all that. She heard footsteps from inside the building, probably Aria realized that she had escaped the boring speech. Not wanting to deal with the priestess, Radiant started running towards the exit while giggling joyfully. She was thinking to check the explosion from before, but she didn't feels the need to rush for it. For now, she just wants to run and feels the breeze on her skin.

Words.
Words travel fast.

It was a bustling late morning in the capital when the news reached Jaime's ears.

"Jaime! Jaime! JAIME, MY BOY!" A rather annoying, shrill voice croaked from behind the bar of Buck n' Smash- one of the humbler inns dotting the fine city of Rose. From one of the supposed-to-be empty tables came a tired groan, a messy blend of chestnut hair, almond eyes, and rosy skin rising from the surface that was usually reserved for customers. "Get your lazy rear over here, you sloth of a young man."

"I was having a nice sleep too..." The said sloth grumbled, pushing himself to his feet as he made his way to the bar, stretching his limbs as though he has been stuck inside a box for centuries.

A newspaper roll immediately smacked him on the head as soon as he leaned on the island, forcing him to glare at the burly and very hairy man in front. "Mr. Bucklesmash, that was uncalled for." He said disapprovingly.

"Shush! I don't pay you to sleep on my tables!" The older man huffed, his long blonde beard that was greying on its trims swaying as he did so. "Or better yet, I don't pay you to sleep!"

Jaime felt the urge to remind the man that he barely paid him anything at all last month. "What? It's not like we have any customers. The last time someone actually checked in here was... last Saturday."

"Shush! Shush! Shushhhhh!" Mr. Bucklesmash, true to his name, repeatedly smashed the newspaper on the young man's crown. "I know the business isn't doing very well. Mostly because of that traitorous snake, Hank, who opened another inn a few blocks from ours."

"Right," Jaime rolled his eyes, "How dare he open an inn that has better strategic position and service than ours." He finished dryly.

"SHUSH!" Another whack on the head followed. "We're on the brink of bankruptcy which is why I came up with a genius plan." The big man then began shuffling to the kitchen only to return with boxes of what smelled like... sweets.

Jaime immediately felt his stomach growling. "Stress eating? Sign me up." He reached out for one only to receive another set of smacks.

"Lay your clammy hands on my cakes and I will shove you in my oven."

Jaime immediately retracted his hands, beads of sweat rolling down his temple.

"Well, what do you need me for then?" He asked, brow furrowed and arms crossed.

"I need you to get out there and sell these bad boys." The other male tapped the boxes, a proud grin on his face. "They're lava cakes. I modeled them after the Red Mountain."

"...But why?" He could never truly understand why someone would exert effort to make food look like anything. Then again, aesthetics do help in attracting buyers... or anything. And people would more likely eat something presentable. Would be useful in espionage. Could Mr. Bucklesmash be a spy? Nah, he was too annoying to be one. "Never mind."

However, Mr. Bucklesmash only stared at him, disbelief clear in his eyes. "You... slept through everything, didn't you?"

"Huh?"

"... Just get out there and sell these." The innkeeper, turned baker, shoved the dozen of boxes towards the other. "And maybe stare at Pyro's skies while you're at it."

After a few seconds of blankly staring at each other, Jaime let out a sigh and took the boxes before leaving the establishment. Really, he needed a new job soon. Mr. Bucklesmash was a good man, but he really has no idea how to run a business. It was a mystery how he still has coins up to this day.

However, as he walked down the streets, his boss' words resurfaced and he found himself gazing to Pyro's direction. Jaime's eyes immediately widened as it caught sight of the black smoke and fire embracing the humongous mountain.

"Good fuck!" He exclaimed. "I knew it wasn't an inactive volcano."

Radiant

You know that moment when you run so fast that time and space feels like a blur? No? Radiant had been running using her upmost speed for only a few moments. She was running towards the east because that's where she heard the explosion. However, since she was running at such high speed after a very long time of not using it she wasn't prepared to stop when the city of Rose came into view. She tried to brake, but the momentum gathered was enough to make her sliding on her feet across half the length of the city.

"Excuse me!!" She yelled out loud to warns people to move out of her way. The gathered civilians scream and break apart in panic as the they tried to give the moving meteor that was Radiant a pathway. Radiant herself was busy steering away from people and building, if she hit something she would likely be the one that got flattened. After a exhaustingthrilling trip across the capital's alleyways, she slow down drastically and would stop very soon. It's just she was distracted by a cotton candy stall that she didn't notice a young man carrying several box on her way. Radiant screamed when she noticed this but it's all too late and her face crashed into the boxes the man was holding before she stumbled into a stack of hay with her face full of lava cakes.

"Hey, the taste is not bad." She said to herself while trying to eat some of the cake from her head.

. D O V E

At: Nano & Yuri Greythorn Around: Rurnur

Words.
Words weren't the only things that travel fast.

A loud yelp left the young man's lips as something barreled through him, sending the cake-filled boxes flying everywhere as the impact hurled him to the nearby wall. He let out a pained groan as he picked himself up, palms pressing against his back as he tried to stretch his aching joints back to their normal, painless state. However, whatever pain he was feeling quickly numbed when his eyes landed on the fallen boxes all over the ground, some of the cakes themselves were splattered like melting ice on the stone pavements.

"Oh shit!" Jaime cursed, resisting to slam his face back against the wall. He could already feel Mr. Bucklesmash's newspaper repeatedly hitting him. Or worse, the bear-like man might actually push him in his oven. He shivered at the thought before he was reminded that this whole fiasco wasn't entirely his fault.

The young man stomped to the stack of hay where the culprit was happily eating the cake crumbs on her face. "Hey! Stop eating that, you rainbow-haired blockhead!" He narrowed his eyes as he loomed over her, hands on his hips like an angry hen. "Do you have any idea of what you've done? Thanks to you, the Buck n' Smash inn is as good as dead." And so was he once Mr. Bucklesmash found out about this. "You better pay up for all of these." He crossed his arms and tapped his right foot against the ground impatiently, annoyance clear on his face.

Ace Cream

Oligos raised his eyebrows in curiosity as the humanoid projectile of fire began on a trajectory in his general direction. The sensation of heat was unmistakable, there was nothing other than the embodiment of fire which could give off such a feeling. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled, prepared to take advantage of the opportunity as it presented itself. The boulder crumbled under his feet as he launched himself into the air from a sitting position, the blast of wind caused by his leap sending rubble flying in all directions. Arms outstretched, he aimed to land a respectable distance from the goddess, in front of her, so as not to come off as a threat. Landing on a single knee amidst a small wave of dust, he gave a brief bow. "Apology for the intrusion, goddess. Oligos, The Mountain King is at your service." He spoke loudly and with a thick accent, his booming voice seeming inconsistent with his still human form. His tone was respectful, but as he raised his head, it revealed a grin accompanied by serious eyes which could be construed as threatening or challenging, by a discerning eye.

Dusting himself off and standing to his full height, he began to pace around the goddess' boulder. "I bid welcome your return, goddess! I sense great changes to come.. and so happen, I was not wrong." Oligos turned his eyes in the direction of the ruined mountain, his brow furrowing as memories of his great mountain home of centuries past came rushing back to him. The will of gods and goddesses were of course, far above his own comprehension, but there was no denying the clear dangers presented by such immense power, where the petty concerns of mortals may or may not come into play. Perhaps it was arrogant of him to try this, but he had not been waiting this long to sit by and idle. "Tell me this, goddess. You have plan for Zylo? Does planet face further destruction?" He faced her again, glaring intensely for a moment. "Haha! You must forgive this man, as King of Mountain; not of this mountain.. but, you understand. I ask only out of duty as protector of earth." Oligos' tone softened as he gave a weak chuckle, struggling to express his intentions, and still not fully accustomed to speaking the common tongue.

While accosting the goddess of flame mere minutes following her awakening may very well earn him his death, it wouldn't be one he regretted. Oligos was simply that sort of man. "But perhaps you are requiring of directions, goddess? A most wonderful hot spring lay not far into this town! Ah.. what an evening it was.." He trailed off, already reminiscing with a smile about the strange pools he had laid in for hours not long before. "Lying sleep for so long.. bath like that would do wonders for your recovery! I am sure!" Oligos exclaimed excitedly, quickly forgetting the rather serious bout of questioning he had given the goddess moments before.

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Radiant

Radiant's figure seemed to shrunk as the young man berated her for the destroyed cake. Her face also seemed paler than usual. She didn't took the incident seriously but for the man it seems to be a big deal. While Radiant was normally a hyperactive ball of zapping light, but once she acknowledged something as her fault she turned into a gullible and docile being.

She was thrown into a panic when the man demanded her to pay for it because she totally forgot about money. Holy Well was currently brimming with coins from ancient generations of kings and many more, however, Radiant nevet thought of sacking some of it and she didn't bother remembering the way back to the church. The only items that she took with her were the heart wand, the glitter sack and... the coin of ever-heard!

She shuffled through her pockets and fished out a small bronze coin with the relief of a past ancient king carved on its side. Having no knowledge about the current economy level, she could only hope that the coin would be enough payment. She offered the coin towards the angry man.

"I-is this enough?" Radiant asked anxiously.

"Yo! Tell me a joke and I will tell you a joke in return." The relief of the king on the coin suddenly spoke.

. D O V E

With knitted brows, Jaime took the coin from the clumsy stranger and held it up against the sky, examining it thoroughly before it started speaking and freaked the light out of him. In shock, the young man almost dropped the said item until his other hand came to the rescue and he ended up juggling it around rather comically.

"What the heck!? It just talked!" He exclaimed, looking a little bit horrified as he held the thing as far as he could from his face. It was only after a few moments when he realized that there were people staring at him so he fixed himself, straightening his posture and clearing his throat.

Okay, there was no way that actually happened. Sure, people could throw fireballs from the palm of their hands, bend water around as if they were rubber, and conjure a ball of light to guide their way, but there was no freaking way someone can make an inanimate object speak. Jaime was convinced: the rainbow-haired dunce was pulling on his leg. He theorized that she was probably a street performer of some kind- plenty of those would cross Rose every now and then. He has seen one of them called puppeteers before. They can make objects seem as if they were moving and talking when in truth they were simply using invisible strings and whatnot. This girl was probably one of them.

"Okay, that's it." He huffed, rolling up his sleeves as he approached the female. "You think you can weasel your way out of paying with your fancy tricks? I'll let you know that this isn't my first time in the rodeo." He has been Mr. Bucklesmash's errand boy for years now, and she wasn't the first troublemaker he encountered.

With that, Jaime grabbed the stranger by the waist and lifted her up onto his shoulder, carrying her like a sack of potatoes. "I'm bringing you back to the boss himself. Let's see you hocus-pocus your way out of his wrath." He said before stomping back to the inn. If the female didn't resist, then the two of them would be by the inn within a few minutes.

Ace Cream

At: Rurnur Near: N/A

Radiant

"W-whaa-" Radiant wasn't prepared when the man put her on his shoulder. She tried to wiggle her way out like a worm but to no avail. Compared to other gods, she really didn't put much physical force.

"What are you doing? This is kidnapping. I demand a lawyeeer!" Radiant yelled and squirmed on Jaime's shoulder.

"What is a lawyer's favorite name for their newborn daughter? Sue!" The coin chimed in, which actually made Radiant giggled for a brief moment before she resumed her thrashing.

. D O V E

"Quit squirming!" Jaime barked, still as grouchy as before, as he continued marching to the Buck n' Smash inn. While the girl was thrashing around, he craned his neck to glare at her only to get hit by a wild elbow. Thankfully, the girl has the physical prowess of a noodle, so Jaime barely felt the hit. It didn't stop him from glaring at her though, brown eyes boring as if he was trying to drill a hole through her skull. "Oh, so you wanna talk about the law now? If one of us would be going to jail, that'd be you." She basically single-handedly killed Mr. Bucklesmash's entire career- or what was remaining of it at least.

Finally, the unlikely duo reached the fateful inn. Jaime, with both hands occupied, kicked the door opened and quickly stepped inside. The action was immediately followed by a high-pitched shriek that came from the most unlikely of sources.

There, cowering behind the bartender table was a large and brawny man with both hands shielding his eyes for some reason. A moment after and the man peeked through one of the crevices of his stubby fingers. "JAIME, MY BOY!" He piped up, immediately rising back to his full, towering height. His long beard swayed around as he stomped towards the younger male who was now settling his captive to a chair. "Did I not tell you about my past trauma with doors being kicked!?"

Jaime swatted the accusing finger being shoved to his face. "No." Or maybe he did and he forgot about it. "Anyways, I have both good and bad news for you."

Mr. Bucklesmash eyed him, one brow slowly rising as his mind figured out what happened in the same, snail pace.

"I remember you like hearing the good news first so..." Jaime cleared his throat and gestured to the rainbow-haired girl on the chair. "The good news is that I captured the culprit."

Mr. Bucklesmash's face darkened with realization.

"The bad news is that your cakes are now pretending to be cements on the road because of her." He pointed an accusing finger to the stranger.

The owner of the inn slowly craned his neck to look at the culprit, his eyes wide and his mouth agape. Jaime was sure that he would explode right then and there, go off in a winding speech about how he was going to sue the female but....

"JAIME, YOU ILL-MANNERED BOY!" Instead, he whacked the said boy on the head with that newspaper roll of his- again and again and again. "How can you manhandle a cute, precious girl like her!? Look at her! She's adorable! I've never seen anyone with this many colors of hair!"

Completely dumbfounded, Jaime darted his eyes between the two. "But... But she just bankrupted you?" He tried to reason. "I told her to pay up but she just gave me this weird coin and pulled a dumb trick instead." He showed the speaking coin to the older man.

"HUSH! Enough of your petty excuses!" Mr. Bucklesmash said before flinging his attention back to the girl, looking at her with sparkling eyes. "Hello, miss... um, hmmm.. Jaime, what's her name?"

"Miss Cake Blaster."

"Miss Cake Blaster, I assume you have no means of paying the cakes, so how about you work for Buck n' Smash inn instead? The gods know we can use extra hands here..." He lowered his voice, "As you can see. My only employee sucks at handling people... or cakes." The man then clasped his hands together, pleading. "Pleaseee! I believe your cuteness will bring in the customers!"

Ace Cream

Oligos' eyes closed shut as his expression shifted to a wide, gleeful grin, baring all of his teeth towards the goddess. "Oho! Is such a relief to be hearing!" He bellowed and beat his fist against his chest once, shouting "Of course!" before hopping onto the boulder next to the goddess, perhaps becoming too relaxed as his body mass encroached upon her space, all the while his human form leaned back on the stone comfortably. Anyone sensitive to smell would immediately be taken aback by the strong odor, not necessarily repulsive, but indicative of the presence of some immense creature.

Catching the eye of Seraphine once again, the Mountain King returned her expression with a heavy nod and a more subdued smile. The passage of time was a powerful thing, spending centuries watching his family either wither away or leave him had left it's scars on his being, though he couldn't imagine the sheer scale of time when applied in such immensity, regarding the plight of the gods and goddesses.

It didn't take very long for him to begin whistling as the two waited, a deep humming sound that couldn't have emerged from human vocal cords. But the sound came to sharp finish as the goddess' companion arrived, when Oligos poked his head out from behind her form, glaring down at the kneeling figure with curiosity, but resolving to remain quiet while the two reunited.

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