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Fantasy The Lost Treasure of Creation




Keir Sullivan






Keir was more than a little relieved when the hands retreated. He considered chasing them, but knew it would be a bad idea. A laugh and faint voice could be heard carried on a breeze, and he wondered what it was for a moment, but dismissed it. He turned back to see Pansa making sure that Ireth was okay. The idea of a camp was very tempting to Keir, as he was was tired and injured, as well as hungry. He realized suddenly that it was probably almost morning at this point, and he hadn't eaten since the previous morning before encountering Arya.


His stomach immediately began rumbling, causing him to wince and groan as the broken edges of his rib rubbed against each other. As the others began moving to find a more open area, he followed, not bothering to retrieve his torch. He wheezed heavily as he walked and remained quiet, trying to ignore the pain of his broken rib. He was fairly dazed, and nearly walked into the trap before he realized that Pansa had told him to stop. He was glad that someone who was good at spotting traps was with the group, as he knew that he would have blundered straight into it otherwise.
 
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Pansa retrieved a small knife from a hidden holster and cut the line. A series of sharp and heavy pendulums swung from either side of the corridor in front of him. He sighed silently and checked for any more srcondary traps before giving the okay. He had caught Keir's pain but said nothing. He would address everyone's injuries once they reached the chamber and had set up camp. Thankfully his sensei had always taught him to be prepared. He always carried an overstock of sealed food and water along with camp equipment. Knowing how seal away tons of food always helped.
 
Ireth was relieved when they made it to the chamber and helped with a camp of some sort. She couldn't help but pace as she thought about the voice. She looked around no one else spoke of it perhaps she was imagining it. At least that is what she had hoped.
 



Raiquen Nguyen






The silence of the desert was disturbed by the loud, harsh calls of ravens and the flapping sound of wings. A winged figure, flanked by two large birds, came into view distance of the tomb of an ancient Seheran king. The figure, who appeared to be a young boy with massive black wings, flew towards the temple at a lazy pace, seemingly doing so in his sleep. Hey, Raiquen, a voice echoed in his head, we're almost to the tomb. I think I can see someone or something else outside it.


Someone else? What sort of person are they, Berhtram? Raiquen's voice echoed back in response. The roar of a tiger, loud enough that even the sleeping Raiquen could make it out clearly, echoed across the sands, answering his question. A tiger... enkidu? Do they seem hostile? He asked, his sleepy voice somewhat concerned. He wasn't sure that they could deal with a tiger. As they continued their advance over the desert sands towards the cliff at the desert's edge, the ravens spotted another figure that approached the tigress, who was now in a humanoid form, and split a large boulder blocking the entrance.


There's a male elf now, too, a new, female voice, the voice of the raven Merle, commented. Raiquen wondered what two others would want with this tomb, and figured that they were after the same thing he was. That might make things a little more complicated. At the same time, however, the presence of others meant potential allies that could make traversing the tomb easier. Deciding that it would be easier to ally himself with them than to be in conflict with them, he landed near the cliff with the ravens' guidance and approached the two strangers on foot, shambling clumsily.


"He...llo?" Raiquen asked tentatively, his head drooping. Telepathically, he asked his raven companions,
Is that loud enough to hear? When they informed him that it was hard to make out, he tried again to speak. "Hello. Are you... heading into... tomb? I was thinking... going in... need... help... ally?" His trancelike mumbling was louder this time, but did not come out completely coherent. He couldn't tell, nor could Berhtram and Merle, as they didn't understand the languages of humanoids, but he hoped that he had been able to get his meaning across. He stood hunched over, awkwardly waiting for a reply.


 



Keir Sullivan






Keir nearly jumped back in surprise as the pendulum trap went off, guaranteeing death for any unlucky explorer caught in its clutches. After witnessing the true threat that these traps could pose, he was more than willing to wait patiently as Pansa checked for other traps. He set off again only when given the go-ahead.


Fortunately for him, it didn't take long to reach the chamber Vanathell had suggested, and he sank down against a a stone wall once they got there.


Keir was no help at all in preparing the camp, and contented himself to simply observe the proceedings in the room. This room, like most of the rest of the temple they had seen so far, had columns bordering it, but they were in better shape than the previous ones. There was also less rubble littering the floor. Keir wondered if there was any significance to that. As he looked around, he tried his hardest to stay still, as any stray movements caused him pain from his broken rib. Glancing back at the others, Keir noticed Ireth pacing, seemingly deep in thought. He wondered what she was thinking about. He hoped that, if it was important, she would let them know.
 
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Ireth looked at kier and sighed she finally stopped pacing and decided that she would not give thought to the voice any longer. No one else did so why should she. Finally the elf sat down trying to relax.


Just as soon as she was starting to relax the hands came again and climbed on top of each other and then became solid black. "Welcome to my domain." The same voice spoke as the room began to darken.


"No..." Ireth groaned as she looked at the others before they couldn't see anything.
 
Arya Tinuviel


Location: Temple Ruins


With: Keir, Ireth, Vanathell, Pansa



Arya felt herself be pulled away from the pile of hands that had pinned her earlier, then watched as the hands retreated for the time being. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you," she responded to Vanathell, perhaps a little more satisfied now with her decision about having the man join them. Pulling herself to her feet and brushing herself off, the girl nodded along silently her agreement at finding a place to set up camp. Keir looked like he needed healing from the blow that had he had been dealt earlier, and at least in a camp setting she would be able to heal the man without worrying if she passed out from the pain. She followed the group without a word as they passed by a trap that Pansa disarmed, then into a chamber where they began to set up camp.


After helping set up camp for a bit, the blue haired girl made her way over to where Keir was sitting, kneeling down next to him. "Let's see your wound, I'll heal it. Just...catch me if I pass out," she instructed the man, not waiting for a response before she moved her hand to his chest. This location over his heart would allow Arya to search his body for any damage that she might not know about. Blue light shining from her hand, the light traveled over Keir's body. A cracked rib, that's going to hurt...other than that, a couple of scratches and bruises, nothing too serious, she determined, then focused her healing on the man's ribs. She let out a small gasp of pain as the wound started to be healed -- feeling 10 times the pain of the cracked rib was excruciating, enough where she could not even keep the pain from her expression, and the blood around her was brought to a steaming boil. The girl was feeling light headed, though she was still pushing to keep healing the wound as much as possible before she passed out from pain.


She didn't get far enough to pass out, however, as the room began to darken and a voice sounded in the quickly darkening room. Breaking her focus on the healing magic, Arya stumbling backwards, breathing heavily. This was bad timing, she wouldn't be able to fight very well until her head recovered. She had at least healed most of Keir's broken rib, however -- the rib was still bruised, and probably still somewhat painful, but he should be able to move around better now. The blue haired girl gripped her scythe, leaning on it for support and hoping that the others could hold their own against this unknown enemy, as she could not help just yet.




 
Geir Brandr Ignatius


Location: Mining Village/Mines


With: Unila, Eihrodeign, Lani, Mavndrus, Leandor; Near:Auluua




Geir was busy trying to keep from bursting out laughing as his mind ran through many iterations of the dirty joke he had been thinking of, especially when Unila mentioned that she wouldn't mind 'doing that again'. He held a clenched fist in front of his mouth as his shoulders shook with silent laughter, this leaving him somewhat off guard and unprepared for when Ila tried to stand up and instead fell on top of him. The dragon let out a small "Oof!" as he fell down. He was unhurt, but a little dazed, as he suddenly had Unila on top of him in a very awkward position. His face was bright red now, as he struggled to keep his eyes from wandering, so to speak. The girl hurried off of him, but Geir remained lying on the ground for a moment, blinking a bit while he waited for his face to return to its normal color.


It seemed that he worried Unila by staying on the ground for so long. "I was expecting an attack from some monsters or something, not one from my ally," he stated in a teasing tone, reaching up and running his hand through his hair before bringing himself up to a sitting position. "We should move on, now that we know that--" he paused, realizing that they still hadn't gotten the elf girl's name, "--uh, that she's okay," he finished, gesturing towards the elf before turning to look at her. "I'm sorry, I must not have caught your name earlier," he apologized, rubbing the back of his head.





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((One of these days Geir is gonna actually say a dirty joke out loud, and on that day I'm pretty certain he's going to get smacked upside his head xP))

 
"Ah yes my name I am sorry for not saying it earlier, My name is Auluua Leomaris I am a hunter by trade." She said her voice filling with pride hunting was something she did proudly not for the thrill of it but for how she could uphold her familys respect in the hunting community.


Looking around Auluua could see she was defintly in a mineshaft the wooden beams held most of the roof above her cept for where she fell the hole in the roof was big enough for her to fall down maybe if she was only standing a few more feet to the left and she wouldn't have gotten herself into this situation but eh maybe this would be lucky.
 
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❀❀❀ Unila Crys-Feathri ❀❀❀

"Gear, why do you keep laughing? Answer me!" Unila pouted, realizing that he was indeed fine, but his laugh somehow felt directed at her. "Did I do something?" Her cheeks were still flushed, but only a light pink compared to Geir, who was bright red. Laughing happily, in a change of mood, she teased "Hey there Mr. Tomato, you need some help cooling down?" At his words, she laughed slightly dryly. In a much quieter tone than before, she replied, with a more serious stare in her eyes "Be prepared, who knows what people may do behind our backs" She gave a subtle glance towards the prince and his servant. Generally, she hated suspecting people. Normally, she is much too naive, but nobles...always rubbed her the wrong way. This is one of the very few times, she will be cautious of someone she doesn't know for sure, is evil. In a change of atmosphere, a bright smile widened on her face. "Yeah, let's get going!" She stood up less energetically than last time, still struggling to stand up straight. Her legs kept wobbling, as well as throbbing slightly. She was confused as to why, but brushed it aside, thinking it was just from the long inactivity they've been in. It appeared very likely, especially since she had been carried by Geir for quite a while. In an attempt to revive her legs, she did a few stretches.




A hunter? This fact slightly dampened her mood, she disliked killing in general. She knew that without them, there would be no meat to eat, but it still kind of saddened her...A little frown grew on her face, but she did more vigorous exercises to keep her mind away. As she did a little twirl in the air, something in the abyss behind her caught her eye. A random gold shine appeared in the darkness, then she realized there were two. A slight chuckle escaped her lips, I must be too fascinated with Geir's eyes! However, as she examined closer, more and more of these little lights popped up. Finally she realized...they were eyes. With a deep hunger, for blood.


Just as a shocked look appeared on her face, at least a hundred bat-like beings swarmed her in a frenzy. They were terrifying, with black fur and crimson scaly wings. Similar in appearance to normal bats, with a few notable differences such as razor sharp claws and teeth, and their increase in size. Pain soared throughout her whole body, as she was pierced with fangs and claws alike. She wanted to scream, but was too tired, especially now that her blood was being sucked away. Of course, she tried to escape. But her legs were injured more than she initially thought. She couldn't see whether the bats swarmed the others as well, especially since all she could see were scales, fur and a few scary golden eyes of blood lust.



Eventually, from the sudden drain of energy, she blacked out.


@Veirrianna Valentine @Ninja God @FalseUser12

(Yeah, this got intense quick...)



 
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It didn't come off s too much of a surprise when there was finally real trouble for the group. While he hadn't been too worried about it, Eihrodeign had noted that they hadn't been quiet or stealthy in the slightest when they'd gotten underway, and between cave ins and the Leander having smashed the walls they had made their presence known. What he hadn't expected, however, were the bats that swarmed out and went after their companion Ila.


However, despite the lack of expectation for the flying foes Lani was already on the move, slipping past everyone else and using her connection to wind and air to start a down draft around the flying mammals causing many of them to fall to the ground. For the couple still fluttering about, Lani ducked as Eihro's blade come singing over her, the flat of the blade catching the few bats still airborne and sending them to smash against the walls.


Still, despite the show of power, it didn't equate to the numbers, and as the bats began to swarm around the ankles of Eihro the dragon lifted up Ila and did his best to bundle her in his coat as he tried to retreat from the the bats. While he did so Lani did her best to use small gusts of wind or her dagger to remove any of the little beasts that scurried up her father's form, trying to wrap her head around why the things were being so bold.


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Without hesitation Leandor ran to the princes side taking out his sword slicing the bat-like creatures that flew by and tried to harm him and the Elf girl. The prince looked at the creatures looking even more disgusted. "Leandor please tell me once again did i let you drag me here. " Leandor didnt reply he was busy keeping the bats at bay. "Prince could you please handle some of these on your own i would like to go help our acquaintance." he said desperately fighting the urge to rush to her help knowing that his priority was the prince. Mav sighed "Go ahead, I was getting bored anyways." With that Leandor storm through a few batlike monsters before getting to the girl in the teal dress. He stabbed a creature above them as it tried to land on them he then placed his sword in his left hand as he released a little of his power into is right arm and it started to transform into his black lion claw. When it was completed he stabbed through the bats head that was clinging to the girl. When it went limp he threw it into another incoming batlike. As Eihrodeign and Lani took out alot of the surrounding creatures and had retrieved the girl there were still more of them coming.


Mav yawned seeing that Leandor and the Old ice dragon had started to kill of majority of the monstrosities. He looked at the Elven lady and smiled ready to show off his abilities. He scooted in closer to her, "Watch this." he said has he brought his staff up, the black diamond eyes started to glow as five circle black flames encircled the two. "Poof." he spoke dramatically as each flame started to shoot at any bat that was near almost like tiny machine guns. As each bat came in contact with the flame its color began to drain and it shriveled up dropping quickly towards the ground.



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Keir Sullivan






Though Keir had felt somewhat uncomfortable when Arya grabbed his hand earlier to heal it, it was nothing compared to how he felt when she put her hand on his chest. He was, however, glad for the much needed relief provided by Arya's healing magic. He was slightly worried as the girl's countenance contorted in an expression of exruciating pain, though. She looked close to passing out. Just as the thought crossed Keir's mind that it would be devastating if they were attacked at this point, the scuttling sound of many creatures could be heard approaching the room. Keir hastily got to his feet, though Arya was not yet completely finished healing him, and peeked around a pillar that was between him and one of the chamber's two entrances. He immediately noticed the black mass that was a large number of hands flooding into the room. He silently cursed himself for not guessing that they would return; the hands' sudden retreat earlier had been strange and without cause.


Keir watched in confusion as the hands began climbing on top of each other, compiling themselves into a large black figure. The room suddenly began to darken, despite the fact that the group's torches still flickered. A female voice echoed through the room, giving a welcome that seemed as friendly as one given by a wolf to an unfortunate rabbit that had happened upon its den. The darkening of the room progressed, rapidly reaching a point at which it would be difficult to be able to see an object an inch from their noses. Keir heard Arya stumble back a bit next to him, breathing heavily. His hand went to draw his knife from its sheathe on his leg, but it wasn't there. He had put it on the floor a meter away, but finding it would be near impossible in the absence of light.


As he began to search around for his knife, he heard movement from the direction of the black creature. It was apparently perfectly capable of finding them in this darkness, and seemed to be rushing straight towards them. Keir listened intently, hoping to discern which side it would attack from, but it was no use for a human like him. The room had an echo to it, too; the sound seemed to come from all directions. Just as he had decided to dodge to the side and hope for the best, he realized the creature was right in front of them. Keir jumped to the right, and the blow that had been aimed at his chest instead grazed his left shoulder. The monster then seemed to be distracted by one of his companions. He tried to counter it with a punch, but the attempt was futile. It dodged easily, as it had the dinstinct advantage of being able to see them. The voice heard earlier sounded again, letting out a harsh, mocking laugh. The monster seemed to move back a bit, possibly to choose a different target.


 
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Geir Brandr Ignatius


Location: Mining Village/Mines


With: Unila, Eihrodeign, Lani, Mavndrus, Leandor; Near:Auluua




As the bats swarmed the group, Geir jumped into action, reaching behind him and pulling out both of his swords as he jumped to his feet. Teal flames appeared, traveling down the length of his swords. Letting out a loud, deep growl -- the sound the growl of a large, fierce beast instead of one of a man -- the dragon used his swords to slash at the flying bats, using the larger sword to cut through a large portion of the swarm and immediately following up with the thinner sword in a whirling motion. With each strike, teal flames moved out from his blades, igniting anything that got in its way.


Quickly shrugging out of his open shirt, Geir threw it over what little bit of Unila was still uncovered through Eirho's coat, trying to keep the bats from being able to get at her. "Get her out of here! Move!" the dragon growled his instructions at Eirho. He doubted that the older dragon needed to be told to do so, but he wasn't going to take any chances with his next attack. Bracing himself in front of the group with swords crossed in front of him like a 'X', a large pillar of teal flames roared to life, spanning the entire height and width of the mine shaft in front of him. Screeching sounds of bat creatures falling to the flames sounded out, though the main purpose of the flames were to hold the majority of the swarm back while the others got to a safe distance -- the few bats that were behind the flame wall could be easily taken care of by the others. "Get around the next corner!" He called back to the group over the sound of roaring flames. Once the group had retreated far enough, Geir would ignite the whole area, taking care of the rest of the bats. His own body would be unaffected by the flames, but the bats would be burnt to a crisp.





@Veirrianna Valentine @Ninja God

@FalseUser12


((Sorry it took me so long to post ^^''))

 
Kokoro Himura
Kokoro's ears twitched forward as she picked up the sound of wings flapping. Looking up, the sound of footsteps on soft sand was picked up by her ears next, and shortly afterward, a winged boy came into view. What is a kid like that doing out here? she wondered, concerned. The boy looked...odd, shambling towards them as though he weren't quite aware of everything around him. Two large ravens accompanied the boy, which seemed odd to Kokoro, as she wouldn't have expected the birds to approach a predator like her.


The boy spoke in a strange, muddled manner that reminded Kokoro of when her younger brother used to sleep talk late at night. In fact, the boy's whole mannerisms seemed very similar to one who was asleep, though the thought seemed crazy. "Why would a kid like you want to go in there?" the tigress asked, her tail swishing with curiosity, "There are many traps inside, a kid like you could get hurt." The orange-haired girl would not turn the boy away if he insisted -- the boy reminded her of her brother, despite the fact that he was a bird enkidu, and despite the odd elvish ears that seemed to indicate that the boy might not be a pureblood race. If the boy decided to go into the tomb alone, he would likely injure himself or get himself killed, and Kokoro didn't want that to happen. She was already putting her sibling's lives on the line with this gamble, she couldn't bring herself to refuse this boy as well, if she had a chance to keep the kid from harm. Still, she hoped that she could convince this seemingly-young boy to turn back altogether, as that would be the safest course of action for the kid to take.




 



Raiquen Nguyen






The moment the tigress spoke the word "kid," a noise escaped Berhtram's throat that sounded suspiciously like laughter. It was one of the few words that he understood in the humanoid language, as it was useful for teasing his small companion. Shut up, Raiquen told him in annoyance, which only made the raven laugh harder. Trying to shift his body to look more like he was addressing the tigress, the winged boy said "'m not... kid." He wondered if she could hear him over the raucous noises coming from Berhtram's beak. Merle had walked over to try to get him to quiet down, but she seemed to find it difficult.


Be quiet, you oaf! She was ordering him. Raiquen decided that it would be best just to ignore them and continue. As he thought over the rest of the tigress's words, trying to make sense of them, he realized that she had asked what he wanted with the tomb.


What do you think I should do? State my true objective, lie, or refuse to reveal any information? He asked the two ravens, who had finally quieted down somewhat. While asking this question, he hadn't moved at all, and he thought that he should probably answer or at least move fairly soon, as he was probably beginning to look strange.


I think you should just tell the truth, kid, Berhtram responded, unable to resist that last jab at Raiquen. Besides, she might not understand what you say anyways. It seemed like that would probably be the best option, especially since he was not great at lying in his sleep. Merle gave a caw indicating her agreement.


"Find lost treasure... need... important," Raiquen finally replied to the tigress, his strange mumble cutting through the silence created by the lengthy pause in the conversation. "Will get... all costs... important. Can... handle it. 'm Raiquen... nice... meet you." He nodded his head slightly. At the ensuing caws from the ravens, who had figured out that introductions were happening, he decided to introduce them, too. "These... Berhtram, Merle. They're... friends." With his wings, he gestured to both respectively. They cawed when pointed to. Raiquen realized that he must have made himself look extremely strange by now, but didn't care. He just hoped that the two adventurers would take him along.


 
Ireth looked at Arya seeing that she wasn't okay and Kier looked still wounded. If it was who she thought the owner of the voice was then they were in trouble. Suddenly a creature came at Ireth tall and lengthy with 6" talons riding to slash her in half. Ireth easily dodged the attack and cut into the shadow out of instinct, but what could a blade do to harm something that wasn't naturally solid.


The voice laughed as the creature slid back against the wall. "You think you can defeat them with mere blades?" The voice taunted her almost daring her to go in for an attack.


The elf however did not take to the taunt, instead she moved back towards the others squinting trying to make out where the shadow creature had even gone to.
 
It seemed to be one bad thing after another, First it was falling into the mine, second it was the bats and it was still currently the god damn bats.


Everyone happened to be fighting them besides herself she was incredibly terrified almost certain she was going to be killed but Mavs voice changed her point of focus as she watched him show off his ability, the bats were being drained of there life force that was certain n but how she didn't know as she wasn't in the best mood of concentration that was until Geir screamed to get behind him which she happily obliged to do.
 
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❀❀❀ Unila Crys-Feathri ❀❀❀

*Within her unconsciousness*

Her eyes fluttered open, and all she could see, was a white colour. As she stood up, her body felt strangely energized. As she looked down, she noticed the floor was a blank white plane. All around her, was a bleak white nothingness. Except, when she looked forwards, a light blue river caught her eyes. Examining closer, she realized it was shallow, with no rocks, fish, plants anywhere within. As her eyes glazed across towards the other side of the river, a surprised look grew on her face. Beautiful wildlife, filled with amazing feats of nature. Flowers, trees, bushes, even the sky was a vibrant blue. An old woman was standing amidst it all, but strangely her back appeared familiar... "Telula!" She cried out in surprise. As the woman turned around, she gave a sweet smile."Don't come over here, my dear." A confused look appeared on Unila's face. "You have many things to accomplish before you may." Suddenly, the white plane began to collapse behind her. "Don't be afraid." "I promise I won't be." A sweet, yet puzzled look on Unila's face. As the area Unila stood on began to break down, and she fell into the dark vortex below her, she whispered "I promise to make you proud."




As Unila awoke, she realized her body was moving at a quick speed to an unknown destination. A warm shirt was on top of her legs, as well as another coat surrounding her, like curtains. An arm held her firmly in place, as the pace gradually became steady. Bite and claw marks alike decorated her body, blood still dripping from each one. Every single part of her was in pain, whether it be mentally or physically. However, the short rest she had just experienced, no matter how abrupt it may have been, caused her to regain a little of her energy. Quietly, she peeked her head through the gap in the coat, and what she saw was horrifying. A giant storm of dark bats continuously charged in from the dark cave. It was never-ending, and she watched in horror as the others attempted to fight them off. She wanted to help fight, but she knew that, especially with her injuries and exhausted state, she would be a burden.



H
owever, the least she could do, was heal them. As she struggled to take out her crystalline wand, carefully hidden in a thin pouch on her waist, she looked at her hands, all sore and bloodied. With a firm resolve, she whipped out her wand and chanted an incantation. She whispered each word individually, as she began to glow a bright light. The last few words, contained the names of who she wanted to heal. "Geir, Eihrodeign, Lani, Leandor, Auluua" With an exasperated sigh, she felt bad for failing to remember the noble's name. As she released her power, a flash of bright light appeared around her. Small glowing orbs of light materialized in front of her wand, and made their way to their target. Individually, each orb sank inside the target's bodies, reviving their strength and energy. With a random, added boost of slightly increased speed. Carefully, she put away her wand and closed the curtain-like coat once again. She gripped onto Geir's familiar shirt, and fell asleep.

There was nothing more she could do now, other than revive her energy and be ready for battle when she awakes.




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Pansa growled as he too leapt into the shadows. He saw the creature take a swipe and Ireth and moved quickly. Calling to his team to stand back he tossed a vial into the shadows. He shouted at his team to hit the vial with flames. Damn his unprepared self. He forgot fire in his hurry to get to the treasure!


He readied another vial and a few kunai while sitting on a ledge waiting the creature. His slitted eyes glowed as he scanned the shadows for any sign of the voice or the menacing creature.
 
Lani was no fool, she knew they needed to do something, and the more she though about it the more she realised she was not the person that needed to do it. It was her dad, currently hindered with Ila. Cutting through the odd bat or two, her smaller form apparently having not been a target for them, she got over to Mavndrus and hollered at him to prepare to protect her dad before running to her fathers sides and taking charge of Ila, determined to keep her safe while the elder Dragon took care of the problem.


As his daughter came to his side and told him her plan, Eihro nodded in agreement and dropped his blade next to the pair, moving forward without any weaponry as ice began to frost where ever he stepped. Moving ahead of everyone save for Geir, the elder Ice Dragon nodded at the fire drake.


"As soon as this wall is up, light it, young one, and then knock thrice when you are finished, or simple break the wall down, whichever is easiest."


From there Eihrodeign set quickly to constructing a thick, icene wall between themselves and Geir. While they could have gotten around the corner, there was no guarantee that they wouldn't simply swarm the fire drake or go past them. This way he now had a full wall to put his back to and the bats would surely be trapped.


Lani then used her influence over the wind to drop any bats left out of the air, making them easy picking for whoever wanted them.


Eihro, for his part, seemed a bit winded and made his way back to his sword and coat, letting the garment remain on Ila until she was ready to give it back, but taking from it a small flask of bourbon.


"It has been a very, very long time since I've last had to do something like that. I will admit, affinity for elements or not, I was always better with my hands than with magics of any kind," Eihro huffed as her took another draught from his flask, enjoying the warming sensation of the liquid. "Everyone should check themselves, make sure you aren't bleeding too much and bind it if you are, and when Geir is finished I think we should make a group decision on whether or not we want to continue down this particular path, or see if we can find another."


Lani smiled as she heard her dad speak, able to tell just from the tone that he was perfectly alright. Rummaging through her own pockets, the girl walked back to Ila and sat cross-legged beside her, offering her a small vial of bright emerald like liquid.


"It's one of the finest herb ales you can find in the world. They're very potent in their healing capabilities, and my dad always has me save them for when I get too scraped up and the like, but you look like you could use one more than I normally ever do."





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Geir Brandr Ignatius


Location: Mining Village/Mines


With: Unila, Eihrodeign, Lani, Mavndrus, Leandor; Near:Auluua




Geir waited until the wall of ice was up to protect the rest of the group from his flames. As soon as the wall was up, trapping the majority of the bats on his side of the wall, Geir moved his swords in a slashing motion, breaking apart the 'X' formation that he had been holding them in. As soon as the swords slashed outwards, a burst of flame exploded out from the dragon, filling the entire mine shaft with teal flames that ate away at everything it could. Drawing the flames back and forcing them to die down again, the dragon paused as his eyes readjusted to the darkness of the mines, ensuring that all of the bats had been taken care of. Satisfied that they had been, Geir turned to inspect the ice wall behind him. It had held up fairly well, the ice on his side a bit drippy from the encounter with the intense flames, but overall still sturdy and intact. Geir gave a satisfied nod to the wall, then lifted his foot and brought it hurtling towards the wall in a push kick, breaking the barrier enough for the dragon to get through back to the group.


"Is she okay?" the teal-haired dragon asked as he stepped past what was left of the ice barrier. There was hardly any time to answer as the path behind him suddenly began to crumble, falling in on itself and blocking the group in. Oh crap, was that me? Geir thought, wide-eyed as he looked back at the path. But the sound of laughter ringing out around them indicated that it had probably been caused by some sort of third party. The laughter put Geir on edge -- he was sure this was the laughter he had heard earlier, when the goblinesque creature had been defeated, only it was much louder now. A thought crossed Geir's mind, and he grabbed the burnt body of one of the bats on the ground. A closer inspection of the creature showed that the beast's fur and skin were mere coverings over some sort of wooden frame. This is like that lion creature we ran into earlier...I didn't say anything then, as we were all moving on, but this...this is strange, the man thought, dropping the charred, wooden bat to the ground. "We need to get out of here," he stated, though really, their only way out now was to continue forward and hope that there was a way out somewhere up ahead.





@Veirrianna Valentine @Ninja God

@FalseUser12


((Ah, just a heads up as an after thought, Geir's clothes kinda have to be fire-proof ^^'' Can't have him running around exposing himself to everyone, now))

 



Keir Sullivan






Keir had no idea which way back was supposed to be when Pansa told them to "stand back." If he had moved, he'd probably run into one of the others, anyway. Because he was human, and without the heightened senses the others had, he was likely the only one completely incapable of seeing anything. His eyes hurt from the strain of searching out any traces of light, so he decided to close them.


Fortunately, the object Pansa had tossed into the depths of the darkness hadn't hit him. Keir didn't know what it was, but figured it was something dangerous. Of course, he couldn't hit it with flames as instructed, so he just stood still and hoped for the best. He was slightly worried that someone would accidentally hit him, as he had no clue where the vial was in relation to him, but waited patiently. As he waited, he thought he could hear the monster moving around on the other side of the room, but he wasn't sure. The thought of an unknown peril that could strike at any moment from out of nowhere was unsettling; he hoped they would be able to take it out without casualties.


 
Ireth steadied herself. "Our focus shouldn't be the creature." She said quietly. The voice needed to be their focus or rather its owner if the they were to survive. This shadow was different than the others. She moved towards where she could hear it lurking. She reached out her arm and watched as the talons came down on her arm. Nothing happened, the creature's talons went right through Ireth's arm separating in a puffy smoke before forming back together. "It's an illusion, a mere distraction." She said angrily.


In the midst of the chaos the voice seemed to focus on one individual. The only human in the room, the worse part about being able to control a shadow is having the ability to control a shadow that shouldn't be there. Everyone had one, sure the shadow was always exposed in the light and vanished in the absence thereof. However, it didn't mean the shadow left. Shadows were just mere darkness of its owner, those who didn't embrace their dark side would have it absorbed into the shadow. However, light would always do what it does best it would expose the evilness of anyone and anything. Even if it was not acted upon everyone had their dark side. It was with this thought the owner of the voice turned her attention on Keir. "I think it's time you and I met." She whispered into his ear. She had moved her focus onto Keir's shadow using that part of him to get him to come to her. There was an entrance in the far back corner that would lead to where she was. Of course now it would be completely up to Keir whether or not she could convince him to follow orders by way of his shadow. If he was strong enough he would be able to resist it, very few humans ever did though, well very few anything ever seemed to resist or want to resist her pull.





((ok I really hope that makes sense because i'm just gushing on the inside of how cool this sounded. Also i'm so not trying to god mod so please note that she can't just take control of your shadow and control you. You have to basically let her. lol, off for now!))





@Creekstar
 



Keir Sullivan






A shiver ran down Keir's spine as he felt a presence appear behind him. It felt as dark as the room was; full of malicious intent.
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He opened his eyes, and, though he knew he wouldn't be able to see anything, he began to turn around. He only distantly heard Ireth exclaim that the monster was a distraction, as this new presence was overwhelming. He stopped turning and stiffened as a voice whispered in his ear. "I think it's time you and I met," the voice enticed him. He could feel his mind growing hazy, but was powerless to stop it. Part of him didn't even want to. If he let this voice take over for him, he wouldn't have to do any of the work anymore. He wouldn't have to worry about what was going on, or suffer. Though he had no idea which way he was headed, he began walking. The voice wanted him to come, and he wished to obey.


Keir exited the room through a doorway in the far corner. He passed multiple of his companions, who would likely not realize that he was being controlled, as he looked fairly normal, and even the monster on his way. He vaguely realized that it was still too dark for him to see. He travelled through a corridor that's floor was strangely clear of rubble. The presence could be felt even more strongly in this direction. Part of Keir wondered if he was headed towards its source. Wandering through another doorway into an open room, he stopped, waiting for the voice to speak to him again.



@WeepingAngel525

((I was bored in class, so Keir gets a drawn expression for this one))
 
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