Fantasy Auraelion: The two worlds

[Dovahkiin]

Upon passing through the doors and having them shut behind her, the battle replayed over & over in Eris' head, the crowd's booming still a distant murmur in the back of her mind, though she wasn't sure if they were simply mental remnants or the sound was truly loud enough to carry into the room even behind closed doors. She felt quietly proud of what they'd just achieved out in the arena, as shown by a soft smile. They'd defeated a fearsome creature with a single arrow, and had emerged victorious without a single scratch on them. It felt exhilarating. Even now, her heart threatened to pound from her rib cage, and it made her feel even more alive.


Turning to Cerin, Eris smiled a bit wider. "You've got a lot of tricks up your sleeve." Maybe an odd comment, but between the insta-healing and what'd just happened, it was hard not to say something about how impressive her abilities were.

 

[AshenLily]

Cerin welcomed the compliment. "Thanks! I learned quite a bit of magic through my days in the temple. While most of it is defensive, I do know a few offensive spells, and some enchantments. The last spell I just used, i'd only learned on the eve before we were taken to the monastery... by the way, sorry about that whole 'leaving you to defend yourself all alone' thing. I wasn't sure what that creature was capable of, and I didn't want to take any chances..." she hesitated slightly before continuing, her mood falling slightly. "Ya know... it feels wrong... why should we be forced to end the lives of others to save our worlds? What makes us any more worthy of living out the rest of our lives, than the creature out there? I'm certain it had a family, at some point. Who are we to take it's life, and deprive it of that? Who are these people," she extended her arms, to signify the entire arena, "to capture such a creature, and force it to fight for it's life?" The pride she'd formerly felt had faded, now replaced with the regret at the life they'd just taken. "What good is the safety of the world, if it only applies to the strongest of the races?" Nearly a whisper, the last question was almost to herself, though was spoken aloud.


Mentally shaking herself off, she forced a smile, that didn't quite reach her eyes. "You aren't so bad, yourself. It was a very well-aimed shot." True, the arrow had been enchanted for Cerin to guide, if needed, but she hadn't had to tamper with it, at all. The girl's skill with a bow was remarkable. Sighing, Cerin turned, and leaned against a wall of the preparation area, sliding down, into a sitting position. Lost in her thoughts, she'd forgotten that they weren't quite done fighting for the day. Not just yet.

 

[Dovahkiin]

Eris listened as she spoke, shaking her head slightly at Cerin's apology. "No need to apologize." Then, listening further, she watched as Cerin's mood began to dull, growing more sober with each word that fell from her lips. Eris, a bit taken aback by the sudden veer in atmosphere, could only remain silent while she tried to mentally piece together a sentence, and she soon came to know it was without avail as her own smile dimmed until fading completely. "Thank you." The two words rolled from her tongue softly, absently. Eris' gaze fell to the ground for several moments before she made a move to sit beside Cerin.


"What happened in the arena had to be done," she began, giving the guardian a sidelong glance, and inhaled deeply. "It was either the beast, or us. It's unfortunate, yes, but..." She paused, propping her arms over her knees as her eyes once more flickered toward Cerin. "The worlds need us, Cerin. They need all of us." A wry smile crept its way onto Eris' features. "Though, after being out in the arena, you may not feel they're worthy of saving." Her next words were nearly silent. "But it's our destiny to save them."

 

[AshenLily]

Cerin sighed, knowing the truth behind the girl's words. She appreciated her efforts at consoling her, but the words did little, in the way of comforting Cerin. Once more forcing a smile, she turned to Eris. "Forgive me, Eris. I forget my place. I'm supposed to be protecting you, not worrying you with my own silly doubts. We've done only what is necessary. Nothing more, nothing less." The words rang hollow in her own ears, like something she'd mindlessly repeated throughout her life, without ever actually meaning it. The words lacked conviction, and were drenched with doubt.


Slowly rising, Cerin turned back toward Eris once more. "Thank you for your reassurance. Your words have been quite helpful." Cerin shuddered slightly, as the first lie she'd ever told made it's way past her lips. Though she appreciated the effort, in fact, Eris' words hadn't helped in the slightest. Why had Cerin been chosen for this duty? Why was she to be the executioner of so many creatures, the undoubted destroyer of so many lives, in the name of righteousness? Pondering silently, she offered a small curtsy to Eris. "I beg your pardon, but I am restless. I'm going to go scout out the competition." Without waiting for her response, Cerin turned, and began walking. She glanced at a few of the other participants as she passed, but no one in particular caught her eye. Finally, she broke free of the main crowd, finding a spot against one of the other walls. She leaned back against the wall, and took a deep breath, leaving her thoughts to wander.

 

[Jailbird]

Demitria stared at the room for a while,"Everyone be careful....This place is strange, and don't mess with the teapots. One of them could be a trap or something..."The young woman warned as she quickly pulled out her plasma pistols. The barren area gave off a sweet smell of tea,but that did not cover up the strangeness of the room. Caldrion's temporary body ,a teddy bear, stalked behind Demitria with claws purtruding from his paws.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

This time, the girls looked way better off when they returned from their battle, so Key chose not to interfere. They seemed to have a short conversation, and shortly after Cerin left. She didn't seem upset, so there was no reason to follow. She'd probably return in time for the next fight. Besides, it was time for their fight anyway. He felt something unusual from the other side of those gates though, and he wasn't sure about what he expected to fight. He was still confident though, and signalled to Nakir that it was their turn. @Reyen0804


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@Seanzah Angel


@Der Kojote


@HollyLeafForever


(Feel like doing anything? I'll start doing stuff once you enter the building.)

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Kriyze updated Auraelion: The two worlds with a new update entry:


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EVERYONE'S INACTIVE. Last reply was 4 days ago, and by me! What happened?

Read the rest of this update entry...

 

[Rynnthewriter]

Upon seeing the other mercenaries pass out due to what he thought was the gas, he immediately covered his nose, and urged the other to do the same. "Everyone..the gas, it makes you pass out, don't breath it in," he said, a large amount of urgency filling his usually calm voice. He had breathed some of the gas in before he made this discovery, which caused him to feel rather light-headed, but he ignored it the best he could, as his job was the protect the others he had come with, and they had already lost a few people, he didn't want to lose others.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

(That gas should really be hurting your lungs)


Suddenly, the gas stopped, but it had already done enough damage. About a third of the mercenaries were dead, and another fourth were incapacitated. The ceiling stopped lowering, and instead started splitting apart, revealing two large holes in the ceiling. Two large golems fell out.

Spoiler

Except they each have a large crystal sticking through their chests

They landed on a couple mercenaries, crushing them in the process. One of them starts fighting the many mercenaries surrounding it, but the other one dashes straight for Elose.

 

[Rynnthewriter]

Elose took and deep breath calming himself, and pulled out his sword, blocking the Golem's attack, he looked at the creature, that seemed to be made of rock. He was trying to find some sort of weakness, so that he may defeat this creature. He looked around for a moment taking in the situation, before attacking the golem in front of him, hoping to at least slow it down so that he could examine its movements more.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

The hit chipped some rocks off of the golem, but it didn't really seem to mind. There were a lot of people fighting the other one, and they seemed to be doing quite fine, just throwing fireballs and spears at it eventually weakened it. A mercenary mage shot a lightning bolt at the golem fighting Elose, and on of it's arms broke off. (Feel free to narrate the fight yourself.)

 

[Rynnthewriter]

(Ok~)


Elose dodged the arm, and sighed, The enemy weakens with magic...but I'm not a mage..so I'll have to weaken it with regular attacks somehow. he thought to himself. He lifted his weapon once more, and attacked the golem, aiming for its stomach, though he was pushed back rather harshly, and he hit a cave wall. He winced, and stood up, he'd never really fought an actually enemy before.


The Golem slowly made its way towards Elose, ready to attack him again. It swung its free arm at him, but Elose quickly dodged, and hit the beast with his sword, which seemed to weaken it a little. He sighed, and dodged yet another attack. This went one for a small while before Elose eventually defeated the creature, though he did get injured, and most likely had a broken rib or two.

 

[Jailbird]

Demitria had no clue what to do about the gas and was about to shoot the door they came in, but before she could do that the two golems fell from the ceiling,"Ugh...Hmmm...."The golems had killed even more mercs, but they were obviously useless,since they died rather quickly. The young women noticed one of the golems single out a person, while the other attack the other mercs. The man quickly finished the golem off, but he was hurt,"Caldrion....The plasma blades may not cut through these things,but what if it was heated?"


The AI looked at her and nodded with a yes,"That would work, or a charged shot could possibly destroy it completely!"He explained while Demitria placed her two plasma pistols together and they began to morph. A minute passed and when they were finished the guns were gone, but Demitria held a rapier instead of the plasma blades. The rapier was stronger and light weight, allowing for quick movement and strikes. Demitria charged at the second golem and started stabbing it. Her attacks probably wouldn't do to much damage, but because of her size and speed she would be hard to hit and the damage would add up.

 

[Seanzah Angel]

Anali glanced over at Xerith, frowning. "Honestly, I have no idea." She admitted, tearing her eyes away from him, with a hint of shame shadowing her features. "This is the first time I have done anything real in a long time. Or, at all, really. This is new for me." She turned around slightly so that her back was to Xerith, to keep him from being able to see her face at all. She could feel that the blood had rushed to her cheeks in embarrassment, and she wasn't used to that.


The only thing that could distract her from this unfortunate situation was combat and thinking on her feet. She was best in those situations. She looked around, scanning with her eyes and magic the area around the house, finding nothing too terribly dangerous, and took that as a green light. She walked towards the house, electricity popping and sizzling along her fingers and arms as she began to prepare herself mentally for battle.


She rounded the house, and came to a large wooden door with a bronze latch. She carefully opened it, sending a pulse of electricity through the metal in case anyone on the other side was holding it, and then threw open the door, raising her hands in an offensive manner, ready for whatever was beyond the threshhold.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Inside the building there was a man. It was definitely Clyde, his face showed that, and he was definitely the one giggling. It became quite obvious quite fast why he was refered to as the cannibal. His hand was shoved down the throat of a man whose head was halfway torn off, and the flesh from his body slowly absorbed into Clydes arm. When the door slammed open he slowly turned his head up, and looked at the girl who came in the door. His eyes were clouded by madness, and the smell of rotten flesh filled the air. His smile stretched all through his face, and looked wider than it should be able to. He pulled his arm out of the mans neck, and pulled his spine with it. He shook the spine for a couple of seconds, and threw some sort of spell. Suddenly the spine looked a lot sturdier, and had large spikes sticking out of it.


"I.. I'll eat you.." He grunted, before letting out an overzealous laugh and charging towards her with the spine whip flying all over the place.

 

[Der Kojote]

Xerith's yellow eyes focused on the man, everything checked out. Creepy laugh, madness clouding his eyes, everything that someone with the title "The cannibal" would have. Though things got darker and much worse when the man seemingly ripped his last victim's spine out. and seemingly turned it into a bone whip. With the words "I...I'll eat you..." and the laugh he charged at Anali. With the sight of Clyde charging, Xerith quick went through his options.


Now normally for Xerith, there were indeed some skills that the monks and priests had warned him away from using, they had always said, "Xerith...your skill with the blade is impressive. Your attempts at mastering Kala are quite good...but magic...that is your problem. The only skill he'd been able to manifest magically was his wildly imprecise spell batholith... It was named after the volcanic rock for a good reason. The spell tended to erupt from his staff like a volcano. However...it was his only ranged spell, and he did not want to get into close combat with the maniac. but at the same time...he could guess what would be said if he set half the town on fire. This was going to be tricky.


He struck the ground with stuff, like one would strike a match, hot embers seemed to leap from it's tip. The obsidian seemed to turn bright orange, releasing a whistling sound. He didn't know if he was going to get in position in enough time to get off an attack...but if he could be Clyde distracted from Anali, that'd work. He called out at as he pointed the glowing end of the stick at Clyde "BATHOLITH!" Half of it was a to attempt to grab Clyde's attention. The other reason was that it was his priming word to start the spell. As he yelled it, a spinning fireball grew at the tip.


One last question remained... Erupt...or Ignite...

 

[Seanzah Angel]

Anali was almost prepared to take Clyde down, her hands poised for attack, already moving in a way that would send a surge of electricity so powerful that it would knock Clyde on his back and potentially leave a hole in his chest if it connected the way it should. She was about to send it forward when Xerith yelled his trigger word, and the memory of him telling her that if he yelled it, she should take cover behind him made her lose her concentration, and the spell she was casting fizzled to nothing in the blink of an eye.


Just when she was about to begin channeling again, she realized she really should trust them. She knew she was powerful herself, as a Child, but Xerith was a child, too, and if he told her that she should take cover behind him when he casts a spell, she damn well better listen, or she might not like the consequences.


She shielded herself with a moderate defensive ward in case Clyde wasn't distracted by Xerith as she got behind him, hoping that he knew what he was doing, and could pin or kill him instead of bring the whole place on top of them. For insurance, she began casting a defensive spell that could be switched to an offensive spell with ease. Cracks formed in the ground in front of them, which only revealed a space three or four feet deep, and several feet wide. If Clyde took an unwary step forward, he would fall in, and if he still tried to attack, she could simply close the crevice with him inside of it. For the moment, she didn't care about the reward too much. Now it was a fight for their lives.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

As Clyde charged, he heard someone shout something. He kept an eye -literally- on the girl, and spun his other one to have a look at the shouter. Some guy with a glowy staff was being annoying. His whip flew through the air, and hit the tip of his staff with such force that he pointed it straight up. The girl ran away and hid behind the male. Annoying creatures. They should just stand still. He screamed a bunch of gibberish, and spit a sharp piece of a collarbone at high velocity straight towards the cowardly girl. He followed up close behind, and leapt the last 5 meters towards them, throwing an opening hand attack straight for the guys face, trying to rip it in half with his claws.


(You guys are really making yourselves UP, though. If this house, and at least 3 of the surrounding houses, aren't destroyed by the end of this fight, you should be ashamed.)

 

[Der Kojote]

The had drew closer to Xerith's face, sweat dripped from his brow, his mind raced at what to do. It's amazing what feeling death coming feels like...life slows...moments are an eternity. But also like they say. Life flashes before your eyes. One moment struck him in particular, he was younger...working on mastering kala.


Alfred beamed over the young demon shaking his head, "Come on...your better than this...stop over thinking it." Xerith was panting, the task had been simple, hit Alfred with a blow infused with fire. So far manifestation had failed, strikes had failed. and all Xerith had to show for it was being tired. "Look...you're overthinking it..." "What do you mean I'm over thinking it!?" "You over think it, always concerned about how something is going to react... if you are going to use Kala appropriately... how to best break someone's guard...you weigh all the options and don't actually do anything in enough time. Stop panicing, stop thinking, and start doing! Now AGAIN!" Again Xerith swung, no effect Alfred simply dodged. "You're putting me to sleep! AGAIN!" A look of annoyance then determination crossed the young Demons face, This time his blade ignited, though he missed again. "AGAIN!" The knife connected that time, " AGAIN!"


His eyes opened.


Xerith dropped his staff quickly drawing his blades, With a fast duel cross slash, He channeled and released his kala in two crescent arcs of flames, the collar bone was knocked off course and was sent spinning of course to implant itself in the wall. The rest of the arcs went into Clyde, Xerith's eyes narrowed so that only a thin slit of yellow could be seen, it was a glare. A deep angry voice of deadly seriousness that seemed polar opposite of the manic laugh the Clyde had unleashed earlier echoed. It carried not a threat...but a promise, as Xerith went into a fighting stance, he uttered,


"I will melt the flesh from your bones..."

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Clyde was hit by two arcs of fire. Pointless, the magic was too weak for him, he thought. A shallow cross shaped wound across his chest wasn't going to stop him, not even close. It knocked him slightly off course though, and he landed sideways right in front of the man. "I will melt the flesh from your bones..." He heard him say. He smirked, laughed, and said "Fun!" before very sharp long bones bursted out of all his fingers, giving him claws. He slashed with both hands at him again.

 

[Seanzah Angel]

When Anali noticed that Clyde was too smart to end up jumping into a crevice, she closed it, and sealed it with the same magic she used to open it. She then stepped away from Xerith, to his left so that he was to the right of the cannibal man, and electricity buzzed around her fingers as he began to attack her partner, which she in turn sent a volley of electrical bolts at Clyde, each one aimed for somewhere different, and none of them had the possibility of hitting Xerith unless redirected to do so.


After she did this she began to pull the metal discs out of one of the pouches that were tied to her belts, all ten of them, and used levitation to push them up her sleeve. She would use these later, when she had a good chance to do so, but she had a plan in mind. A good one, at that. That is, if Clyde's body worked like a normal human's.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Electricity hit the side of Clyde (RHYMES) and knocked his slashes off target. He stumbled to the side, but didn't seem awfully bothered by the electricity. He simply pounced at Xerith once again.


@Der Kojote


@Seanzah Angel