Take Back the Crown

"Most likely fey, aren't you?" Garrett asked Foxrun, though the question served as an explanation to Valeiah. He question was actually Dorian's, but the familiar did not want to shift to speak up. He had had deals with fairies, and had once killed a couple. The lack of knowledge that they were vulnerable to iron had been a problem at the time.


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Despite Foxrun's claim of innocence, Nameen did not lower her blade. Such a surprise newcomer in such a dark, cursed place was too coincidental in her mind.


"My apologies Foxrun," Nameen did not sound the least bit apologetic, "But I'm sure you can see how the situation looks from our point of view." She put an edge as sharp as her blade into her voice, a deadly combination with her narrowed eye and jagged scar. We are standing in ruins radiating dark energy, skeletal remains everywhere and he sneaks up on us. He would need to be quite dense to not see how suspicious that would look.





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Phaedra felt relief in the presence of the familiar, and she looked at him curiously through tired eyes. Though the energy had dispersed in the presence of Dorian, Phaedra still suffered the effects of the psychic attacks. It was simply something she would have to sleep off at this point, but at least now she wouldn't be completely useless in a fight. She despised being seen as weak. Her suffering must have been obvious, though she never would have admitted she was in pain. The sour fruit didn't help either.

"How does a shapeshifter have the ability to negate the dark energies present here?" She asked softly to the hawk, kneeling down to pick up Dorian, with permission.

Phaedra had witnessed his shift from human back to hawk the previous day, but chose not to say anything at the time because she had assumed he was a shapeshifter like Tetra.. It didn't seem the case to her now.

Then Svetlana had lifted the ominous and oppressive air from around them all.

Phaedra felt guilt. She had been caught off guard once again and was left even worse off for it. She refused to let it happen again. She would work to build her mental resistance to such attacks.

She decided to remember to ask for Svetlana and the other magi's guidance regarding this issue. It was almost shameful to consider since her adoptive father had trained her better... But this energy was not like anything she had experienced before. She needed help to grow her abilities. Though they were already strong, she found that after today, she obviously had more to learn.

This time she chose not to interrogate this newcomer. She had to reserve what energy she had left. Phaedra refused to be seen as weak or as a liability again.

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Dorian let himself get picked up by the air elemental, looking at her with curiosity. "I'm no shapeshifter, at least not the species. I'm a familiar. We are a species that naturaly filters magical power, like a focus and amplifier. Ambient energy is also affected by this. Is that explanation satisfactory for you?" He explained politely, having almost memorized the words from having to explain it many times to friends.


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"For the moment, yes." Phaedra replied quietly, barely above a whisper. She gently stroked the top of Dorian's head. She was always incredibly fond of birds. "I was unaware that humans could be familiars. How curious."

She looked briefly in Garrett's direction with the same sort of curiosity. What a peculiar relationship. Not the mage-familiar bond, but rather the subject to whom the mage was bonded to.

Phaedra was too tired to run through possibilities in her mind

"Perhaps we can talk more when we aren't searching for the crown."

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'Humans can't be familiars.' He noted, resigned that he will have to explain it later. 'And of course I'll be able to explain it later.' He added.





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"!" Ayda was startled when the newcomer entered the castle, and when Oceana took a protective stance with herself behind the other woman.


"...." Ayda peeked out behind Oceana, to get a look at the new stranger who boldly came in. She may be kind, but she was no fool. As nice as the new man seemed, she couldn't trust him. From experience and hard lessons in life, she knew that appearances are often false, and that people were lyers or vicious.Or that thief Hjalmar, as charming he may seem.
 
With a slight laugh he nodded "yes you are correct. Fae. Though not entirely." He directed towards Garret @L1d1ja then added to the others "Far don't take well to iron. It's a weakness. So due to what blood of the fae does run in these veins, I have a sort of allergy to it. Nasty infection if that pretty point were to get me." He noted. "I'm aware it's bad timing. But to be fair, I did just provide a weakness to the entire group. I also walked right up to you UNarmed. Even tried to not surprise you all. I admit it's odd, suspicious even." He then sighed "what point is rambling? To the point, I chose awful timing but I assure you once more, no harm is meant to any of you. I'm not stupid. If I even got one of you the rest would kill me I'm sure. I can tell how skilled this group is. I was curious as to why somebody besides myself would be in such a haunted place. So see? I had to come see for myself. I didn't expect to find the princess with her comoany" he then cut short "I said I wasn't going to ramble yet here I am. Due to this precarious situation I've put myself in."


@Rydellius @Danika


(I'm so sorry. I'm at work so until my break I may not be able to respond vnv despite just showing up haha)
 
Apparently the fruit really didn't help at all. With a pained expression, he let out a sigh, about to apologize, but then there was intereuption after interruption. First there was Svetlana - the air cleared, and so did most of their heads. Everyone looked visually better off after this, although he didn't feel much of a change, besides a peculiar pureness to the air. Next, the princess discovered a secret staircase, the one that assumedly, led to the crown.


And then... there was Foxtrot. No, Foxjog? Foxrun? Some person appeared and now people were apprehending him and interrogating him. And now, at this point, he just began to feel kind of annoyed. It wasn't anything against Foxguy, but he wished people would just stop popping up. Or maybe that, at least, they could show up at better times. Like maybe when they're NOT about to find the crown.


Still, the intruder looked to be dealt with, and now it seemed Phaedra was doing much better, now talking to... the bird. Ok, maybe not quite better just yet.


He kept an eye on her through the corner of his eye, but looked to the princess, who was with Garret by the staircase. She was the leader of their group... so he wanted to wait for her to weigh in as this Foxdude babbled.
 

Phaedra allowed to bird to stay perched on her arm, though she made it perfectly clear to Dorian that he was free to fly back to Garrett whenever he pleased. She moved to stand closer to Bo, still a little sour about what had occurred earlier. She gently nudged his side.

"Where did you get that awful fruit?" Phaedra frowned at him. Her disappointment was obvious. How could he have known though? Her tone shifted almost instantly however, as she moved without warning on to another topic. Her voice lowered.

"On an unrelated note - I will admit my weakness now.."

Phaedra's voice cracked slightly and she paused, looking almost too uncomfortable to continue. Phaedra despised admitting such things, but she couldn't allow her pride to override her instinct for self-preservation.

"Because of that, I ask that you assist me. I still have my magic, but until we rest, I will not be at full strength. So please."

She could literally feel her pride crumble to pieces. Phaedra barely knew these people but she had to place her safety in their hands. At least she knew in the thick of battle, she could rely on Bo. He had proven that the day before. That's what she told herself anyway.

@soundofmind @plasticlizard022 @QueenSaiko @L1d1ja


(Just including all who would be in earshot of her. ^^)
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Bo looked at Phaedra with his brows drawn together in concern, but on a deeper level he felt compassion. Phaedra was trusting him, yes, it was mostly as a fighter but... even in their short time knowing each other, he hoped it was also as a friend. Bo gave Phaedra a gentle smile, "Of course. I mean, I would've even if you hadn't asked." It was true. They were a team, after all, and they had each other's backs.


"But uh, the fruit..." He wanted to get that out of the way. He didn't really want to pin the blame on Oceana, but how was he supposed to know the fruit tasted awful? "I got that from Oceana. She told me to give it to you. She said it would help clear your head, but I think all it did was clear your sinuses." He let out a short laugh, remembering Phaedra's sour expression. "Sorry about that. I thought it was going to help."


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Overhearing the conversation Bo and Phaedra were having, Oceana winced.


" I'm sorry Miss Phaedra." She called out guiltily. "I thought it would work but I've never met a Sylph before. I'm very unfamiliar with... Well..." She trailed off, her hands falling to her sides, words failing her in the face of her own ineptitude.


"I deeply apologize" she professed again, bowing low.


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Phaedra gave him a genuine warm smile. It didn't last long, but it was there long enough for Bo to notice. It was a budding friendship, but one that had the beginnings of a strong foundation for them to build upon. She appreciated his company, but that was a conversation for another time. For the moment, more important matters need to be discussed.

Taking note that Oceana had come into the conversation - perfect timing on her part - Phaedra decided to explain.

"Well, it wasn't that it hadn't worked.. It did help ground me somewhat." She started slowly, the faintest smile now creeping across her features. She did have to admit to herself that the situation was somewhat amusing despite the circumstances. Her reason for disliking the fruit was petty, really. "I just really.. really.. don't like sour tastes. Nobody could have known."

By now, the smile had grown into an embarrassed grin. It was true. Who would have known?

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Yaroslav whipped his head around at the sudden intrusion, taking a silent stance and pulling out his axes. Hjalmar kept his hands on the hilt of his swords, but didn't plan on unsheathing them unless he had to.


Svetlana and the princess were just about to enter the chamber of the crown, this part of their journey was crucial. When they were interrupted, Svetlana couldn't help but be agitated, "I am really not surprised, but really?" She grimaced, taking a step out of the secret stair case, "Is there no end to the uninvited guests?" She rushed everyone out, trying to do some damage control. "Vörður opnun." She muttered, and her magic enveloped the entrance, keeping anyone from going inside. She did this mainly because they had to handle this new visitor, so she felt the need to protect it from him, or from anyone who might use this as an opportunity to enter and steal the crown while they were distracted. She raised an eyebrow at the newcomer, recognizing him somewhat. "I swear I have seen you before." She said, crossing her arms, "Were you by any chance that one fae that played the illusionary trick on me when I visited Faelenn?" She asked curiously.




(I feel like your character @GalacticRam could be accepted into the group sooner if he had met Svetlana before! So hopefully this is okay, and you can play along. It's just this is a bad time to have an introductory while the chamber is opened, so I'm trying to make it go a little faster than the last couple abrupt encounters (and don't feel bad for the timing, I'm not upset or anything, just trying to make it work out)! Also 'Faelenn' is just some random word I came up with, I was insinuating Svetlana and Yaroslav had traveled as merchants to a fae county to sell merchandise, and perhaps Foxrun played a mischievous trick on them while they were there. So maybe she remembers him from that time long ago? They are acquaintances. If this is okay with you, play along! If not, tell me in the out of character chat!)
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The elf found herself smiling back reluctantly. She was so glad that she hadn't ruined the air between the half-sylph and herself.


"Note taken." The raven-haired elf maiden said, with an odd wink that also scrunched her nose. She was Trying to be conspiratory but unintentionally coming off as somewhat deranged, in an amusing way.


@TeeKay
 

(I can't even handle these air puns you guys throw at me. I'm dying, ahaha!)

Phaedra laughed softly in response to Oceana. No, there was no bitterness between them for this incident. Phaedra would simply refuse any and all foods from Oceana from now on. A most reasonable response, in her mind.

Now, with Svetlana guarding the entrance to the stairwell, she was forced to turn her attention to the newcomer. She began to feel her stomach twist itself into knots again. The longer they dwelled here, the less time they had under Svetlana's protection for their eventual retreat with the crown. Time was of the essence now. If she had to be exposed to those dark energies once more, she would likely have to be carried out of the dilapidated castle. Phaedra was not prepared at this point in time.​
 
Dorian prided himself on being able to read any person like an open book. And Phaedra was was practically screaming worry at him. A screaming book? Great prank for a library, note taken.


'Don't worry. Even if the old woman's spell cracks soon, my presence around you should dull the corruption effects enough for them to barely be an annoyance.' He reasured her.





@TeeKay
 

Phaedra looked to the hawk on her arm as though he had spoken to her, attentive to what he had to say. Oceana wouldn't likely bat an eye due her previous correspondence with the hawk, but Bo had looked at her funny when he caught her talking to Dorian earlier. Unfortunately for her reputation - and Dorian - Phaedra still hadn't realized that telepathy went both ways.

"You're right. I'll try not to worry." She nodded, keeping her voice low, somewhat reassured. Dorian did well to calm her. Phaedra pondered for the briefest moment if she could keep the bird of prey to herself. "Thank you for your assistance."

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Foxrun turned to the elder lady who had spoken, tilting his head slightly, "ooooooh!" The realization sank in and he snickered slightly "who would have guessed such a place as this to meet again?" He then dipped his head "apologies. I pulled tricks to ease how dull things tend to got. And even further apologies for such a bad moment. Introductions are not my best." He then straightened up "I will even wait here if I must? I don't expect trust right off the back anyways." He glanced at the others, feeling still hostile eyes peering at him. He really had chosen a poor moment. And an equally poor announcement.


@Lo Alyssa (it's fine vuv I missed the road trip to the castle due to work ;3; otherwise that would have worked a LOT better)
 
Thora quietly stepped forward and basically shouted (well, she spoke at a normal level which was like shouting for her), "I will stay behind with the fae." Though he wasn't a nymph, there was something reassuring to be around somebody she could relate to just a little bit more than the others. Besides, I'm sure everyone would feel better if he wasn't left alone above.
 

"Svetlana, is it out of the question to leave others behind to keep an eye on him while the rest of us advance with the princess to retrieve the crown? After all, we don't have much time to dawdle."

Phaedra gave a nod to Thora and called out to the older woman, in case Thora was not heard. It was shocking to hear her speak above a whisper. She found value in leaving some of their comrades as opposed to settling this all now. At least that way if he were to cause trouble, they would have many capable warriors to hold him back and then have the protective power of the crown in the hands of the princess.

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Tetra stepped forward from the shadows and spoke up, "I can stay behind here. I do not want us to get cornered in a place like that, and I trust that Svetlana can protect you in there. I will ensure that nothing follows you down, and that the new arrival does not cause any mischief." (I will be around to post, but I will be away and with only my phone so it will me somewhat limited for a couple hours.)(physically she is still metal, and clawed.)
 
Chewing the nightshade and spitting it back up in her palm, Gore rubbed the mixture of imp saliva and the pungent flower on her wound. Pip glared at the imp captain in frustration as his frown extended past its usua legnth. The only ones near the groups wagon were the two imps.


Sighing in relief as the plant numbeher throbbing injury, Gore sweetly said to Pip, "Thank's!"


"..."


"Ya know Pip," Gore said as she looked at the vast assortment of supplies. "This wagon's the perfect hiding spot for me. I think I'll just lay low here so I don't have to bother keeping up with you guys. I ain't gonna do no flying anyhow with this wound, at least for a while. What do you think?"


"..."


"Ah... Pip?"


"..."


Gore listened for the stone imp's thoughts but his mind was in a vegetative state to keep her out.


"Really?" Gore said with a chuckle. "You want to do that again? I can get in that head of yours anytime I want... Come on Pip! Let's forget about how we feel for each other and plan our attack. With the two of us, these monsters ain't got a chance! You didn't forget that they murdered my sister!"


"Murder," Pip said in a derisive manner, "The unlawful premeditated killing of a creature. They did not murder organ. You! With the aid of your barbaric brigade, assaulted them as they peacefully traveled through the forest. YOU were the murderers!"


Gore hissed as she pointed an accusing finger at Pip.


"Watch your words!" Gore screeched. "Kvacht does not forgive traitors!"


"Kvacht?" Pip spat in disdain for the Demon Lord. "That creature is a true monster; a malicious tyrant that inflicts suffering on all those who dare to stand against him. I will have no part in his horrendous mission!"


"Please Pip!" the imp captain said in fear as she darted her eyes around, thinking the Kvacht would suddenly appear to smite them. "For your own safety, don't say that! The master will kill you! Shut up!"


"Murder!" Pip corrected Gore. "He will murder me for what I say! Can't you see that? He's a villain."


Gore with a look of dread, rubbed her wings together in anxiety. Her sharp teeth chattered as she imagined Pip being ripped apart by the master. All of a sudden, Gore's continence changed into a crazed smile. She cackled hysterically while slapping her hands together.


"Ha ha! You've always been a weird imp, Pip. You had me there for a sec. To think an imp would go against the master's commands. Heh! That was a good one. HA! So now that you've had your fun let's get serious. I'll hide in the wagon and you'll let me know when the time is right for our attack. He he! Funny!"


Without waiting for reassurance from Pip she dug into the supplies and buried her body underneath them, making her completely undetectable. Pip rolled his eyes as Gore chirped out one last giggle.


"...Oh boy!" the stone imp said as he rubbed his aching head. He transformed his body back to stone and positioned himself on top of the passenger seat, hoping the group would think Lucas @A Simple Egg had accidently left him behind.

 
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