Fantasy &nbsp; The Four Courts RP [closed]

Stardustblade358

--Train Station: Walla Beach Central--

"EPHRAIM!" bellowed a fellow Ignis mage, clubbing the young man on the back as he jolted into him from behind. "Whoops, sorry, too much speed." Shiroo had a lot of energy, perhaps even more than that of his cousin, Jari, from the Somnum court. He adjusted his maroon vest and threw his red ponytail back over his shoulder before fixing Ephraim with a sideways grin. "So, been chosen by Maester Daruk to join us, huh? Lucky us, lucky us. There really aren't that many mages invited to the council this time around."

A bee swarmed around Shiroo, probably attracted to his sweet honey wine in a flask at his waist, to which he swatted it away moments before being stung. He swore under his breath before sucking on his finger.

In the distance he thought that he spotted two other mages that he knew, ones that, too, had been selected for the journey. "Whoo-hoo! Soren? Arun?! Dat you guys?" He waved, clearly making an entire spectacle of himself at the station, to which everyone stared. But he didn't care–he partially enjoyed the attention.

Whether Henry, Lev, and Vincent were with them, he wasn't certain. There were a lot of similarly dressed individuals in the packed station, and he'd had perhaps just a little too much wine to properly focus.
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Elrandir ,

HeartOfFerria ,

RikuXIII ,

Nero Kunivas

--Docks of the Eastern Sea--
Mellark Crowe stood with arms crossed over his chest, leaning against a wooden flag post as he lazily watched Jari approach. His emerald gaze flickered onto his favorite fox-boy wannabe, before stifling a yawn and turning to the Maestra.

"Well, that is probably everyone now, Professor Nero," he said, tone emotionless and disinterested. He glanced over in the direction of the other mages, which likely could've been Kagura, Luka, Laguna, and Mako, among perhaps one or two other nameless individuals. "Though I am partially surprised that you invited . . . ." His voice fell, a frown pinching his brow as he glanced at Laguna with a slight tilt of the head, long blue hair falling over his shoulder in one fluid motion. "Well, forgive me. I suppose that I am still not wholly acquainted with you yet. There is much talk about you within the court, though a proper introduction between us has never happened."

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Stardustblade358 ,

RikuXIII
--Western Canyon, entering coaches--
A woman with ebony hair in waves down her back sighed as she watched Pali climb into a carriage all his own. "It is no wonder that the man always chooses to ride in luxury," she murmured, brushing a few stray strands from her face, before smiling at her companion.

"Would you like to ride with me, darling?" she asked tenderly, turning to her companion who was likely Eclaire de Wynter, the latest member of the Umbra court. A few of the Umbra mages sent scathing glares in their direction, to which this woman merely shrugged and opened a carriage door for her.

"Sorry about them," she murmured, shaking her head dismissively. "There is a lot of tension between the Vivifica and Umbra courts. Especially now. Surely you understand."

"Everyth!" A man with violet locks was waving to get her attention, to which she let out a sigh and gave her companion's hand a slight pat. "I'm sorry, I shall return, but make yourself and our belongings comfortable until then, okay?"

She then left, nodding respectfully to some of her fellow mages, Eleanor, Arkane, and Morpha in particular. She wondered where Maester Gerik was within the throes of people, and whether he was planning to travel among his mages or alone.
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RikuXIII ,

Scrapmaster .
(As a Vivifica mage, you can be prepared to travel to The Outskirts, if you desire, or you are welcome to still board the train to arrive for the summoning at Sanctus Heights. The choice is entirely yours, but I wanted to give this opening in case you'd like it)

--Aislinn Nosferi–Vivifica–Vivifica Court --
A piercing scream escaped the bedchambers of the Vivifica Maestra, some looks of concern filling the hall while others said nothing. Aislinn sat up, wiping a bead of sweat from her brow as she rose to grasp a pitcher of water. These dreams were a common occurrence to her, yet they were becoming more and more frequent. She knew that they were coming, though she did not know when.

The clearing of a throat arrested her attention upon the silk drape screen which closed off her room from the remainder of the building. "Lady Aislinn?" a woman asked, dressed in what seemed to be pickings from the garden and not much else. Leaves even adorned her hair. "I apologize for the intrusion, but another set of mages are prepared to head to the Outskirts, so–"

"Oh, yes, I shall go greet them," she said timidly, regaining her composure as swiftly as putting on a new hat. She glanced down into the pitcher into her reflection, and for one brief moment the face she looked into was dark, with red eyes and a gaping opening for a mouth. With a gasp the pitcher clattered to the floor, water pooling out onto the soft soil and elegant Persian rug alongside her bed. The entering mage deftly began to clean up the spot on the rug with her own skirt, while Aislinn murmured many apologies as she deftly moved behind her screen, dressed into a silk gown, and made her way to greet the mages prior to their departure for the Outskirts, only one thing on her mind:

They had to hurry.

Stardustblade358 · May 26, 2019

- Arkane from Umbra Court - Umbra Court, preparing for departure -

"Your parents will not return. This alone should cost you your life in the court of law. But I will give you a chance. Come and serve under the house of Umbra. We may be able to make something out of that raw talent of yours after all, Arkane."

The scent of decay was long a usual sense in the Umbra court. Though they had long practiced spells and oils to make the aroma less disturbing. The entire place was on the move. They were preparing for a move to meet with the other courts. As it turned out, the Vivifica court not only had distanced itself from the rest, but they had begun breaking the rules. This worried many people, as well as pissed them off. But worry was a more prominent emotion. The rules were set for a reason, after all. Should they begin to break it, then the rest of the mages in the different courts could begin to follow suit, and absolute chaos would reign. The representatives for the Umbra Court would be getting ready for departure. Each maester and maestra could choose a number of mages to bring along with them, and he was one of them, for whatever reason. He would admit that he was not against it, however. Everyone wanted to know the drama that was of the Vivifica court, and he was more than happy to collect that juicy juice to deliver back to his honeybees. Though they would have to hand over some honey in exchange, if they wished to hear more in detail. The purring of a cat against his leg would interrupt Arkane for a moment, who merely turned over to the gentle cat who meowed at him. Well. Half the cat, as the skull and the ribs were exposed. The cat would look up at the quill and jump onto the desk. It then swatted after Arkane's quill, much to his amusement as he left the parchment to dry. "There there." He spoke, picking the cat up and setting him back down on the ground beneath. His attention would turn to his beloved servant, one he called Qion. "Do make sure that he does not get his paws into the manuscript." He spoke. The young man with paled skin and white eyes merely bowed his head. Arkane would turn over to his window and close it with a lock. It was time to leave. He would keep the Grimoire on his satchel along with his flute and made his way out to the hall. He closed the door behind him with a loud click and made his way down to greet with the others. He had already come a long way, and even at his age, he was considered to become a maester...well, that is what the whispers spoke about, anyways. He did not mind, nor care. But maybe as one he could take advantage of bending the rules more often than in his current position.

The sight of the carriages outside of the court had brought most mages out. Some would linger by the doorways or windows, looking down at those who would be heading over to the council meeting. They would whisper and speak among themselves, leaning against the windowsills as they took breaks from their magic and practice. Arkane would step out and glance over at Pali, Everyth, and the newcomer. He would take out a simple paper fan, waving at himself as he would glance around. "The corpses around here are livelier than half of them combined. Flick them off as we ride and they should return crawling to their lairs before sundown." He spoke, glancing at Eclaire before turning forward. She was born of the Vivifica court. It made sense that people were wary. He would walk onward to one of the carriages. Usually people rode on their own, but taking an entire damn caravan was not the most practical of senses, either. But no one wanted to share a carriage with him, usually. Arkane was no exception. He huffed, looking away as he would enter his own carriage, sitting down inside as he would lean against the window.

- Arun from Ignis Court - Ignis Court, preparing for departure -

"Straighten your back. Keep your head high. Focus on the incense and the sound of the clock. The world around you is your domain, but unless you can control yourself, you will not be able to control your magic. Failure is not an option. All for Ignis, or none at all, Arun."

Arun opened his eyes, still sitting on the cushion inside his room. He would sigh softly, turning to the metronome as he would place a finger against it, pausing it. The gentle seaside breeze stirred the delicate curtains that decorated the windows. It was almost time. He would stand up and get properly dressed, setting his headgear on last. He would tilt his head from side to side, maing sure that it was well adjusted before hearing a whistle. His attention turned to the chirping birds within the gilded cage. Another present from father. He turned and walked over to them, opening the cage and picking the small being in his arms. He gently rubbed its head with his thumb and took it to the window. He opened his palm and the bird took off. Arun watched for a little while longer, only to see the bird fly right back through the window and into the cage. "Why do you not leave?" He asked, frowning. "The sky is there for you." He would reach over and rub his cheek again, smiling softly. "...we are similar, it would seem. We cannot see our chain." He whispered. He would place a gentle kiss on its head and leave the door to the cage open, picking up his sword and shield before turning to glance at the clock. "Best not be late."

Arun traveled with Soren, stepping across the station as he stood tall, back straightened and head lifted. "Do not harm the bee." He spoke, his tone as calm as it usually was for an Ignis mage. Then again, his magic concentrated more of the Earth than the fire. One had to be calm and strong in order to contain it, or else be crushed. He would watch the bee fly around in search for something else. Arun would take out his own flask of sweetened water and poured some on the cap, watching the bee quickly become attracted. It would land on the cap and begin to sip, to which Arun merely allowed and watched with a soft smile. "Has everyone arrived?" He asked, unable to take his eyes off the fuzzy bee.

- Vincent from Ignis Court - Ignis court, preparing for departure -

"You are lucky that you are of brilliant mind. Your weapons and ideas are the only reason the Court of Ignis would sustain a non-magic individual as yourself. Do not let us down, nor make a fool of us. A single mistake will cost you your place. One that many more brilliant, and talented mages will be able to fit more than well, Vincent."

The sound of metal against metal echoed in the workshop. Well, his room that also served as a workshop. To his credit, his bed was clear of any debris or sharp metals that could pierce a lung. But the rest of his abode did consist of dozens of shelves of books, tools and materials stacked one on top of the other. It was a mess, but he always knew where everything was, apparently. He was unpopular; a non-magic user taking up a spot that could be given to a magic user was certainly an unusual case, and one that did not stir good feelings. Yet they never complained when it came to the weapons, now did they? Vincent would remove his goggles, rubbing his eyes a bit before stretching with a yawn. He had been working on another commission for one of the courts. However, he had to currently delay any existing ones regarding the Vivifica court for obvious reasons. He would pick up the sand clock and stare down at the numbers. How long had he been working? Wait, what hour was it? He turned around, opening a window as to look over at the clock. Oh damn. "I'M LATE!"

Damn them! They did not tell him when they were leaving! They just ignored him again! Vincent ran across the train station, looking around as he panted for breath. Where was the station? Wait, which station? What train? He glanced down at the ticket again and groaned, scurrying along as he was careful of the people. "Excuse me! Sorry! Pardon me!" He said, looking up at the large wooden board with the hours, departures and locations. He groaned, rubbing the back of his head as he could feel his heart racing. He groaned, taking a deep breath. "Right! Calm down, Vincent! You do better when you think straight." He spoke, only to laugh at himself, covering his mouth. Oh he was screwed. His attention would return to the board, trying to focus as he found where he was meant to go and went off running. Hopefully he was not too late!

Scrapmaster · May 26, 2019

- Henry Heid - Ignis - Ignis Court - Boarding the train -

Henry arrived somewhat more late than everyone else, for he had to do his morning practice routine first and he figured he had enough time, of course he would have arrived early had some other novice mages not ask him for sparring practice, something he didn't mind doing of course, he was always happy to help new and old mages of the ignis court alike. Of course his arrival would be signaled by the ample use of his fire and sunlight magic to speed things up, momentarily using them to speed him up as he arrived in a flashy show of light and fire in one of the less populated areas of the station, he frowned, not that the public saw him and most were at awe at his entrance, he frowned because even Daruk managed to get there before him. He quickly appraoched one of the guards who were picking up tickets, offering his to him but the guard simply pushed it back with his hand while cocking a smile. "Ignis and Vivifica mages ride for free today". He exclaimed, Henry nodded and quickly put his ticket back into his pocket as he entered.

"Morning, Daruk" Henry greeted the ignis master with a respectful slight bow as he scouted the train for other Ignis court mages, managing to spot Arun and Ephraim.
"I take it Vincent is late." He commented with a dry tone. That boy was too relaxed for his own good sometimes.

- Arno Cross - Bounty hunter extraordinaire - Vita City tavern -

Arnor was sitting on his chair at his, Gabriel and TIbarn's table, head resting back with his hat on top concealing his entire face, anybody that'd look would think he was sleeping, but he wasn't, he did this often mostly to rest his eyes as Gabriel and TIbarn's banter was often too much for him, and this got him some silence, most of the times anyway. Mages were having a meetup at Sanctum heights, this was interesting, it was pretty much a nation wide event at this point, his index finger tipped his hat up as he heard of some men playing cards wagering their tickets to the trains.

Arno glanced at them, then back at Tibarn, nodding towards them subtly, if they could get their hands on those tickets, it would be great. They had done this before, Arno would be the one playing the cards as he had the best poker face, and apparent luck with the cards, TIbarn would be on the side, commenting and trying to pickpocket anything of value off anyone that looked like they had value, and Gabriel would either watch or be the card dealer.

He would wait for Tibarn to initiate conversation, as he was the one with the most tongue out of the three.

- Ricther Vanis - VIvifica - Vivifica Court - Awaiting Aislinn -

Some Vivifica mages had already left to board the train to Sanctum heights, some others, however, had stayed behind to accompany their maester on the way, Ricther was one of them, no doubt one of the most, if not the most loyal of the Vivifican mages, always worrying and caring about their maester. His dedication to her was astounding, and he'd go to the depths of hell to see her safe, needless to say, his dedication was only further bolstered when Aislinn told them of her dreams.

"You need to sleep, how long has it been since the last time you laid down on a bed, Richter?" One of the Vivifica mages who awaited for Aislinn's audience asked him, clearly worried for his peer's health. And in truth, Richter hadn't slept in over five days, always worried sick for Aislinn, the maester of VIvifica had been having dreams and her waking up everyone screaming was becoming ever the more common occurance.

"I will not sleep as long as Aislinn needs me" Richter answered the mage's pleas with a piercing gaze, his blue glowing hair floating in the air as he looked none the worse for wear considering he hadn't slept for days, then again meditation helped a lot.

Richter shot up from his seat the moment he heard Aislinn's scream, which echoed throughout the halls of the court, his expression did not change, a neutral face as he waited, alongside the other mages who had stayed, for her to give them her audience.

Xion136 · May 26, 2019

Kagura Sumeragi - Somnum Court, Harbor District

At the bow of the ship erupted multiple tendrils of water. They twisted and turned around the bow, and soon more and more erupted, intertwining around the masts, a twisting vortex that continued, refracting the colors of the sun until they went rigid and exploded into mist, causing a localized rainbow above the ship that faded as beside Nero landed a young dancer, veils settling down as all movements ended.
"Hello." Came the soft reply. "I'm here." Kagura said softly, bowing to the Maestra. Little shy show off.

Zion - Vivifica - Train Station

The guard would be stopped by an angelic mage landing before him. In her hands was a softly glowing orb. "Release her." She requested softly, then pushed the orb into her hands. "Quickly. This will heal your daughter. Do not dawdle, for the further I am away the weaker it becomes." She smiled. "May you ever walk in the Light of the Goddess." She beamed.

Where others did not care or were not inclined to, or busy as hell, the Archmagus of the School of Light was...well, she was an altruistic woman with a heart that would get her killed. Giving the guard a bow, she began to weave through the crowd, heading for the train. She had long been told not to fly in the station, to her annoyance. Flying was so much faster in here.
But alas. Digging into her Gate of Connection, she finally found that damnable train ticket pinned under a battle axe. Yanking it out, when produce it.

She really needed to clean that damn thing out, she didn't even USE axes!

Eclaire de Wynter - Umbra Court, At home

Eclaire yawned, stretching. Tail flicking a bit, she sat up, her tank top falling down one arm. Rubbing her eyes, she crawled out of bed and into a nice, warm shower. Taking her sweet time, she finally was out and dry, dressed in her black Umbra uniform and heading downstairs. Her mother, long Raven hair reaching her thighs, did not turn around until breakfast was ready. Laying out everything, she quietly sat beside her much more colorful daughter, until done.
"Be safe." She said softly. "I'd never be forgiven if you got hurt."
Eclaire only nodded. Kissing her mother's cheek and accepting a bento box for the ride, Eclaire took dlight towards the carriages, leaving the manor grounds where her mother lived and worked. A maid for one of the wealthy Umbra mages, her mother watched her precious daughter fly away, praying for her safe return.
"Fly swift, my precious Clary." She whispered.

Eclaire de Wynter - Umbra Court, The Carriages

She took the many glances and stares with little regard. Her ashen wings were the only sign that she belonged to both the lines of Umbra and Vivifica, and even then - she had never met her father. Finding herself near a black-haired woman, she would nod in response to the question.
"Yes...thank you. I...I'm Eclaire. But by everyone's scathe, you probably had guessed that." Smiling weakly, she climbed in, tail curling around her waist so no one sat on it. "...what is your name?" She asked the ebony-haired girl as she climbed in.

Endless Thundaza · May 26, 2019

Jynn Venas - Vivifica - Boarding the train

A woman abruptly kneels in front of Jynn, asking him to heal her ill daughter. This was unfortunate, he does not possess the power of healing like his Maestra does. “I’m sorry ma’am. I don’t possess such power. But......” He reaches for his pocket for a small bag of lifepowder. “....... this may help.” Before he places it in her hand, two guards pull the woman away. But both were soon stopped by another Vivifica member, Zion. She offered an orb of sorts to the woman, and then heads to the train.
Jynn catches up to her, putting the lifepowder back in his pocket. “Thanks Zion.” He soon takes a seat.

Lev Noirtier - Ignis - Boarding the train with Henry and Daruk

Behind the Maestero and Henry, a young woman boards the train hastily. “I’m sorry for my lateness!” Noticing the two, she regains her posture. “Hi Henry!” She then turns to Daruk and bows. “Greetings, sir Daruk.”

Elrandir · May 26, 2019

- Thea Nero - Court of Somnum: Harbor District - Docks -

The faint ticking sound of the small golden pocketwatch and the sound of the waves were enough to relax the Maestra's mind. Simple things often helped her. She closed the pocketwatch and stared at the engraving on it, a very detailed engraving of a mythical sea serpent, a gift from her parents for her graduation many years ago. The sound of approaching footsteps made Professor Nero turn around to look who was approaching.

"Ah, Mister Coriander, I am glad that you managed to join us," she said to Jari with a smile, noticing one of his famous accessories was missing, "Early mornings are always good for some exercise. Now take some time to breath and recover. We still have a few more minutes before the ship is ready to sail."

The Maestra turned around once more to look at the display happening around the ship, she had seen this from time to time, and a student quickly came to mind. She got her confirmation when she heard a soft voice besides her.

"Good morning, Kagura Sumeragi. That was a beautiful display," Professor Nero said while looking towards the ship, "Although I would suggest letting the crew know beforehand of what you are planning to do. Some of them look quite confused, but it also look like they enjoyed your performance."

The disinterested and emotionless tone of Mellark Crowe made Professor Nero turn around to look at him. The young man still had much to learn and, perhaps, this assignment would be the perfect way to learn a valuable lesson, but only time would tell. He had a good heart, Nero knew that.

"It does look that way, Mister Crowe, and the time to set sail is upon us. But before we go," Nero said while looking at the group, "I am aware that you are mages of different years and classes, and it wouldn't be surprising that you do not know each other. So, why don't you all introduce yourselves to your companions who will be sharing this assignment."

Thanny · May 26, 2019

- Daruk, Ignis Court, with Henry and Lev -

The bubbly court leader Daruk whirled about like a tornado of muscle and red hair and grinned wildly at Henry, offering what would be a firm handshake to the young man.

"Henry! Hah! Glad to see you made it, and me with it!" he boomed, taking back his hand. "I lost track of time, but I am here now. As for Vincent, he will be around, I know it. He's an inventive guy, after all! He finds a way, even if he has to craft some crazy gadget to fly him all the way where we are going."

He turned again to find Lev, and offered her his hand as well, though not nearly as firm as what he offered Henry. He attempted to be as polite as possible to the young lady. It would be the better course of action than being known as the court leader who popped a girl's arm out of socket.

"And a fine how-do-you-do to you too, young missy! It seems we are all late here, or hold ourselves to being it, so let's just call us all early or on time! Gwa ha! So that leaves a few others, Shiroo for one and Soren. Are they here, do you all know?"

- Jari, Somnum Court, with Thea, Kagura, and Mellark -

The young boy took Lady Nero's words to heart and found his breath after a moment of calming his surging heart and lungs, only to find his breath being taken away by the amazing display of the dancer Kagura appearing out of thin water. Jari was smitten by the dancer for, oh, a few days now. He never really had a chance to talk with her, admiring her from afar, but he yearned to talk to her. And yet, right now, he found his tongue tied in a knot. What could he say that would not come out wrong? He decided after several seconds of fighting himself that it was best just to keep it casual.

"W-welcome, Kagura. Nice t-to see you," he forcibly replied, embarrassment cutting him short as he scratched his "ear" and shifted his eyes to Mellark. "And yeah, it seems like the gang is fast approaching! We soon will be asea! I love the open water!"

HeartOfFerria · May 26, 2019

LUKA RABBI- SOMNUM- STATION MEETING

Luka yawned as she supported herself on her Javelin. Resting against its cold iron exterior. It gently shifted and shimmered like it was breaking apart and reforming ever so softly. The researcher seemed like she hadn’t slept in a few days. Her bag clinked and clacked with the sound of stones. Her small cape was inlaid with a rather sparkly dust. She moved to find a place to rest before the good spots were taken, choosing not to converse. She simply wanted to rest for a bit.

SAFFRON - TAVERN

The blonde bounty hunter quietly sat at the bar, drinking alone. That is until she heard about the tickets. She turned in her seat and simply watched as two other folk had already gone up to the fellows with the tickets. “If i could get my hands on one of those I could get away from this wretched city. Maybe I could even check out the Ignis Court. They seem more realistic... heck any of them have more realistic ideals than this Vivican Loonies....” she muttered to herself.

EchoFox23 · May 26, 2019

- Ephraim Myrei - Train Station - Boarding train

Ephraim chuckled at Shiroo's misfortune, then asked "Bees can't get enough of that stuff eh?" He noticed Maester Daruk, and salutes back at him before he boarded the train. The bee buzzed around Ephraim and Shiroo once more, until Ephraim swatted it with his trench coat sleeve. Finally, the bee flew away from the two men, letting them be at peace. "Sheesh, these bees don't know when to stop," he commented. A man in a tailored maroon suit signaled to the two men to keep moving along. Ephraim boarded the train, searching for Henry and the others.

Nero Kunivas · May 26, 2019

- Soren Monroe - Ignis Court, Walla Beach Central Station -

Initially keeping watch over the other mages present at the train station, Soren Monroe's attention was garnered by their resident clown: Shrioo Chickori, who shouted the Bulwark's name and waved in an exaggerated fashion. Soren would peer over to where Shiroo's noises were coming from, his mostly yellow eyes bearing their usual slight glow as he eyed the boy from under his hood, though he figured it wouldn't intimidate Shiroo too much, so he turned fully in the young man's direction and nodded. "I am here, Shiroo. You needn't shout so loudly, my hearing hasn't left me just yet." Soren commented dryly, then gestured to the trains. "Are you accompanying us, boy?" He added, motioning to the other mages present, though Arun caught his eye, as he tended to, with his affinity to nature.

"I didn't think Bees would have much care for us humans...then again, a sweet scented drink can do wonders I suppose." Soren noted aloud, shrugging to himself.

- Eleanor Le Doux - Umbra Court, Western Canyon Coaches -

After waking up and sorting herself out fairly quickly, Eleanor Le Doux departed from the Courts homestead and was approaching the coaches when Everyth passed her by, giving her a respectful nod, to which she replied with much the same, before entering the carriage Everyth had just hurried out of at the behest of a distant calling and sitting opposite Eclaire De Wynter, who sat alone on the coach carriage. Eleanor didn't know Eclaire personally, but she knew the other Umbras didn't think much of her, knowing she was of Vivifica descent, yet she was amongst the Umbra Court and that didn't sit well with them, but Eleanor didn't really care. She thought Eclaire was quite cute, personally, but she wouldn't say it out loud...probably.

Adjusting her position, as to make herself comfortable with having two swords upon her back, Eleanor relaxed, though she beckoned Eclaire's attention. "You all right there?" She would begin with a friendly tone, then eyed the empty seat beside her fellow Umbran, one who bore feline features that still were unexplained. "Are ya travelling alone? No buddy?" Eleanor added inquisitively, preferring not to make the assumption that the seat was for Everyth or someone else, though she would've been right to assume the former.

- Laguna, Somnum Court, Docks of the Eastern Sea -

Having meditated for some time before arriving at the docks, Laguna was fairly relaxed amongst their fellow Somnum, awaiting their transportation calmly and quietly, though none could really tell their facial expression beneath the mask and hood they bore. Mellark Crowe would feel Laguna's gaze despite this after his partial comment on their presence. They weren't offended, but their attention was caught nonetheless and Mellark's suggestion of an introduction didn't fall upon deaf ears for Laguna approached Mellark and extended a hand for a handshake.

"Laguna. Pleasure to meet you, Mr...?" Laguna began, their voice masked as always, but their inflections were unmistakably courteous as they inquired as to Mellark's name.

- Elliot Luxmore - Vivifica Court, The Court Itself -

The shrill scream of Lady Aislinn didn't go unheard by any mage of Vivifica who awaited their transportation to The Outskirts, Elliot Luxmore especially, who felt a disturbance in his very soul after hearing it. It didn't show on the outside, for he was fully encapsulated within his armour as per usual, standing with his comrades. From Richter's reaction coupled with the man's clear sleep deprivation that Elliot's dedication to Lady Aislinn paled in comparison, but it had become unhealthy for Richter, who had not slept in five days and was clearly beginning to waver in spite of his neutral, stoic expression, there were always subtle hints one could look out for.

Still, Elliot, while he hadn't felt like himself in quite sometime, sympathized with Richter and took a few steps toward him as they awaited Lady Aislinn. "You look well, Richter. Your resilience is commendable...but you really must find time to rest." Elliot recommended, his voice eerily serene and his passive aura would be felt by Richter. This was intentional, as Elliot knew it would help Richter at least a little bit with keeping himself awake, on top of his meditation.

Stardustblade358 · May 26, 2019

- Arun & Vincent from Ignis Court - Train Station: Walla Beach Central- Boarding the train -
Arun would remain calm, looking up at Soren. "They are the original magicians. They bring life to the world by spreading the pollen. They do not think much about us, but without them, we would not be here. That is, unless one decides to have people run around and pollinate on their own." He watched the bee drink up the sugary water and then take off, flying into the air and off to do whatever was that his schedule had today. Arun would gently twist the drink back closed before turning to the train. "Right." He spoke. He would step into the train, following behind the others. Arun was always the quiet strength. His calm hid the storm that he could unleash. Then again, when one was raised by the man he could not even call father, it was also just the way one interacted with the world. One could not risk of harming anyone or bringing in bad attention...He would board the train and pause as he turned to hear a familiar yell.

"I am here!!!"

Vincent ran across the station, almost tripping and sliding on the floor, excusing himself from when he bumped into people. He almost fell over more than once as he would look up at the station guard. "I am from the Ignis Court?!" He asked. The guard merely stared at the ticket and then gestured to the train. Vincent panted, nodding as he would tip his head. "Thank you very much!" He said, running up to the train and stepping onto it. "Hey! You guys are here!" He smiled, waving. "And here I thought I was going to miss it! You see- someone did not warn me when the rest of you guys were leaving! The bunch of pricks..." He muttered under his breath on that last bit before smiling over at the rest of Ignis. "Want to sit together! I call the window seat!" He chimed, walking along. Arun merely stepped to the side to allow Vincent to walk through. Vincent would scratch his cheek. "Yeah, sorry!"

Mystics Apprentice · May 26, 2019

RikuXIII
--Train Station -- Cape ad Draco--

The woman clutched the orb of light to her chest, tears streaming down her face as her sapphire-blue gaze met with Zion's warm, tender face.

"Oh, bless you, Archmagus!" she cried, no longer fighting the guards who held her hostage. The security troops felt compelled to obey the Vivifica mage, releasing the woman tenderly and both removing their caps and bringing them to their chests in respect.

"O' Noble Magus," one of them stated lowly, averting his gaze. "Forgive us. We only meant to spare you and your companion from beggars. We mean no harm or disrespect, madam."

If the two entered the train, it was like any other; bustling with passengers finding a car to seat themselves in. One family beside Jynn seemed all smiles to be traversing to Sanctus Heights, discussing seeing their Aunt Wendy and Uncle Roy again while their father loaded the luggage up beside Jynn's seat. While the cars were filling, there were seemingly no other Vivifica mages other than Zion and Jynn, or at least that had yet to arrive.

–The Train – Walla Beach –

Stardustblade358 ,

EchoFox23

Loose sand lined the flooring of the train. While it looked as though it were once a top-of-the-line steam engine, it looked like it was in a state of disrepair. Paint peeled around the windows, and several windows were even missing their glass panels. The leather seats looked worn, and many were torn in the centers (perhaps from the neglect and abuse of people standing on them when the no-standing policy is ignored).

Shiroo was gladdened to have everyone around, smiling as he swung around his fellow mages and wound up alongside Lev. He did so like to flirt with her, perhaps because she was the cutest girl in the Ignis court. The pickings, sadly, were also narrow, their court being predominately of bachelors, as odd as that was.

"So, Lev," he starts, grabbing her luggage and carrying for her before loading it into a nearby compartment. "Glad to see that you made it. Haven't seen you in a while. Training mightily, I presume?" Many of these words were larger than ones Shiroo would normally use, but he heard that women were impressed by a large vocabulary, or so his cousin Jari once told him. Apparently his cousin was trying to woo over a girl himself from the Somnum court these days. A water dancer, if he recalled.

Shiroo noticed Ephraim seemingly in search of someone, so he waved the young man over and gestured to an open seat. "Say, care to join us?" He asked, assuming that Lev was already committed to sitting alongside him. He'd always enjoyed Ephraim's company. While the fire mage seemed a bit more reserved than himself, Shiroo was impressed when he saw Ephraim bravely defy several other mages when it came to something he felt was right. Even Shiroo wouldn't have had the courage to do that. He felt Ephraim was someone worthy of calling a friend after that.

–The Docks at the Eastern Sea–

HeartOfFerria ,

Elrandir ,

RikuXIII

The display that Kagura displayed was indeed impressive. Mellark responded with a curt nod toward the young mage, before turning back to face Laguna with a hardened expression. The figure's voice was masked, as always, making it impossible for Mellark to learn more about his or her identity. Well, no matter.

Mellark extended a hand to return the handshake, gripping Laguna's hand and giving it one firm shake before letting go. The hand didn't reveal much to Mellark, though his curiosity about the mage only burned more fiercely.

"Mellark is fine," the blue-haired mage responded, gaze trailing over to the Maestra as she spoke. For some reason the Maestra's words made Mellark feel like a child again, causing his skin to spasm oddly as a cold sensation coursed through him. Sometimes when his emotions got the better of him his elemental magic would seep through, something that he was working on and yet still untrained.

"Well, I know Jari"–he shot a quick glance at the "fox boy"–"though I do not believe that I ever met our lovely performer. Dear girl, that was a marvelous show of magical prowess. What a way to channel your water magic."

The quiet yawn in the corner drew his attention, his gaze shifting onto Luka propping herself on her javelin. Perhaps her lazy nature should've disturbed him, but it didn't catch him off-guard in the least. Many of the Somnum mages valued their rest and relaxation–it is where they derived such powerful mana and why their magic came so readily to them.

"I don't think that I have had the pleasure to make your acquaintance either," Mellark started, nodding to Luka without making a motion toward her. "And for those do not know me: my name is Mellark Crowe. I do not consider myself a very engaged, ah, student, having completed the majority of my education, but there is always more to learn in the art of magic, and Professor Nero could not be a more splendid instructor." He glanced over at the Maestra, hoping to seek her approval.

–Western Canyon of Umbra Mages–

Stardustblade358 ,

RikuXIII ,

Endless Thundaza

The raven-haired woman returned to the carriage holding Eleanor and Eclaire, responding to Eclaire's question with: "One can hold so much power with a name. My father once told me to be careful who you give it to." She studied the girl a moment before running a finger over her cheek. Something flashed in her eyes–danger, hunger?–before it faded back to their usual violet, and she gave Eclaire a slight smirk. "However, I can tell from your reaction that you meant no harm in asking for my name, so I shall give it. My name is Everyth Castanova, and I do indeed know that you are Eclaire de Wynter. I know your mother. What a kind soul. She saved me once from an adversity that I shall never forget, and I will be forever indebted to her. The least that I can do to repay her is to give her beloved daughter a warm welcome."

Eleanor's voice arrested her attention, to which she glanced at the girl and frowned. "Nothing foolish, Eleanor." Her tone was cutting, though why this was could only be guessed at. Was she concerned for Eclaire, or was it somehow a jealous response? She turned back to Eclaire and said, "Well, dear, I think it is good for you to get to know some of your fellow mages. Umbra is your home now, and your brothers and sisters of the court should learn to love you, as you should learn to love them. I will be riding in another carriage, but I will see you later."

She blew Eclaire a playful kiss, shot Eleanor another warning glance, and left the carriage.

Dust blew up onto Everyth's dark violet dress, standing out like white particles on a dark-colored velvet. She moved on to the next carriage, silently praying that Eleanor and Eclaire would hit it off just fine when she found a boy sitting alone. She smiled over at him, tongue running over her dry lips as she thought of what to say.

"You are somewhat new to the court, aren't you?" she asked Arkane, before gesturing to the seat across from him. "Would you care if I join you? I like to make myself acquainted with everyone within our court, and yours is a face that I am still unfamiliar with."

–Tavern in Vita City–

HeartOfFerria ,

Nero Kunivas

The gambling group was jovial and laughing heartily, not silencing even as a bartender came over to deliver drinks. One man tried to slap her on the backside, though was instead slapped by the woman in their group with a scowl on her face. It was unclear whether they were a couple, or this woman had enough respect for another woman to suggest that such a behavior was inconsiderate.

Tibarn grinned up a storm in response to Arno's suggestion. The two had worked together long enough to discern what his brother in arms was thinking by a glance. He'd met Arno and Gabriel together once, in this very city some odd years ago. Apparently they had been hired to do the same job, and thankfully in ended in all of them getting paid and none of them losing any body parts.

In response to the calling, Tibarn traipsed over to the raucous table, withdrawing a leather pouch from his person and pouring it forth onto the table. Electrum poured forth, perhaps twenty or so pieces. It was all of Tibarn's earnings that month, and if they lost this game they'd lose everything.

"Hello, kind wonderful people!" Tibarn greeted warmly, pulling himself a chair while the group started at him with a frown. "I couldn't help but oversee that an exciting game is going on. Me and my brothers would love to put up our own wagers if you have room for an extra player. Winner takes all."

The butt-slapping man, a man with a dark braid swung to one side, frowned, amber eyes narrowing at charismatic Tibarn and shifting over toward Arno and Gabriel.

"So you all are not playing?" he asked, curious. "Only the one with the hat?"

"Oh, Arno?" Tibarn craned his neck, glancing over at Arno and giving him a grin. "Sure! Don't need to all get our hands in there. Not 'nuff room for all of us to play, after all."

He shoved his chair back, allowing Arno room to join the others. His gaze fell upon Saff, whose curiosity seemed piqued by the gambling table. She was blonde, female, and cute, enough reason for Tibarn to give her a wink before shifting his attention back upon the crew. The crew summed up their cards and began to shuffle.

"What are we playing, then, poker?" he asked gruffly, preparing to deal out the cards.

(Side note: I have never played poker, and thus do not know the rules, so I apologize in advance if I seem a bit off in this scenario. I will try to research.)
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–Aislinn Nosferi – Vivifica – Vivifica Court–