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Fantasy The Lost Treasure of Creation

Geir Brandr Ignatius


Location: Mining Village/Mines


With: Unila, Lani




The dragon watched Lani as she fixed her hood as best she could, covering up her rabbit-like ears. At least he wouldn't have to worry about her being targeted now. He felt some relief that the girl had decided to go with them to get Unila help instead of waiting for her father, as that meant he could get her healed sooner rather than later. Scooping up both Ila and Lani in his large but gentle claws, Geir brought the girls up and gently set them on top of his head, where they should be able to hold on to his horns to keep from falling. Then, using a sharp claw to mark the ground, the dragon drew an arrow in the dirt so that Eihro would know that they had made it out of the mines, and in which direction they were headed. With that, he crouched, muscles tensing, before springing up into the air, wings flapping to lift them higher and higher. Once they were high enough, the dragon started flying towards the nearest city, as they would no doubt have a hospital with healers available there.


While he flew, the dragon thought about how Lani had attempted to go back into the mines, and how she had been crying after he had stopped her and the ground had finished collapsing into the cavern, blocking it off. "...You did everything right, you know. Without you, we'd have likely lost more, but sometimes, you can do everything right, and still lose people. You stopped her from killing against her will; I'm sure she'd thank you for that," he told the hybrid. He wondered how much the girl might hate him for not having grabbed the elf girl as they left, but he had made the decision that he thought was best, and was not going to linger on it now. It might seem insensitive, but it was what he had to do. This was not the first time he had to make decisions like that in his line of work, and it likely would not be the last; if he dwelt on every person lost, he would go insane.


Thoughts turning now back to Unila, Geir picked up the pace as he wondered how she was doing with her injuries. Hopefully his temporary fix had done its job. His own injuries were making it difficult to keep up a decent pace towards the city, but he continued to push himself, his end goal coming into sight as the city began to come into view from their position high in the air.




@Veirrianna Valentine

 


The Mage




The Mage smirked as he saw the female enkidu leap at his illusion. They really were too easy to fool. He solidified his illusion, and allowed the enkidu to 'hit' his illusion. Waiting a second, he allowed them to feel a brief victory, before dropping the illusion. Throwing his voice all around the room, he spoke back to them. "But isn't going into an unknown place, foolish in of itself? Letting your curiosity to flourish, when it has been the death of many? Yes, you lot are quite foolish, even more so after not even realizing your folly." He paused for a bit, before manifesting another illusion. Talking right to the female enkidu, he said "you are so easy to manipulate. One word about this tomb, and already you are leaping at me." The illusion walked around Kokoro, "What if it was a distraction? What if I had targeted your immobile friends, and killed them because of your carelessness?" The Mage smirked. "I wouldn't do so anyways, they're both going to go insane, and likely kill themselves." The Illusion stopped circling Kokoro at this, and looked at the both of them. "Leave now, before I really get serious. I am a merciful person after all."



@Rin Nyx @Creekstar @Psithurism
 
Thomas Nightingale





Tired. He was so... Tired. The torture didn't even phase him anymore, his pain receptors were so used to it by now, it barely even tickled. The real torture was being alone. Thomas nocked an arrow, and he crept forward, wanting to just end it all. It had been at least a couple years since Raiquen had left, making Thomas' mind slowly descend into madness. Each day, he felt his sanity crack, deeper and deeper into the unknown. Thomas knelt. He was done. He couldn't go on any longer. It was too much. Thomas slowly started to cry, something he hadn't done in a decade. Sobbing, he cried out to anyone. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I-" his voice cracked from the raw emotion, "I just can't take it anymore. I'm so tired. I'm so alone. I just want to go home... I just want to sleep..." Thomas slowly started to close his eyes before a sharp voice rang out. "Hello? Can you hear me?" The voice was faint but he heard it. Leaping up, he looked around wildly for Raiquen. He was sure it was him. Thomas yelled, trying to find him, "RAIQUEN! WHERE ARE YOU?" Nothing. Thomas laughed insanely. His mind bringing forth a response, "I've finally snapped I guess. I'm hearing voices!" Thomas slid against the wall of the room he was in. Oh how he wished someone was here.... Anyone....





@Creekstar
 
Ireth followed Arya to the showers and hot springs area. She went into another stall to shower off the dirt and grime. She took off her blood stained clothes wincing slightly as she was reminded of the wound in her back. She sighed looking herself over and realized just how badly she was scraped up. The elf made sure to scrub every inch of herself down glad to feel clean again.


Once satisfied she wrapped a towel around herself and walked out to the springs. She said Arya already in the water and noticed her towel till on. She figured it would be best to do the same as she sank into the water some distance away from her. She sighed her body slowly relaxing. She remained quiet as her thoughts wandered back to her village her old life. So much had changed since then and well she had changed.


@Rin Nyx
 



Keir Sullivan






Keir jumped a little as Pana popped out of the shadows and grabbed him, obviously attempting to scare him. His hand moved to his knife for a few seconds before he calmed down. A prankster, huh? That's usually my job... I'll have to be sure to get him back for that, he thought to himself. Keir walked off in the direction that Pansa had pointed him in, noting that the other man wasn't accompanying him.


Upon reaching the shower room, he was greeted with a row of stalls. Each was sectioned off for privacy, and there were towels and soaps neatly placed in each. Keir entered one, glancing around him in an attempt to figure out how the contraption worked. There seemed to be a source of water above his head. After figuring out how to use the shower, he began to remove the bandages Pansa had unceremoniously wrapped around him earlier. Multiple wounds were still open and bleeding, but not much could be done about that. After he had finished piling the lengths of bandages in a heap on the floor, he removed his clothes and took a shower, attempting to get the layers of grime off of himself as best he could.


After he had cleaned himself to a point that he deemed sufficient, Keir wrapped himself in a towel and headed for the bath. He had never been to a hot spring before, and the sight of steam rising from the pool of water like a boiling pot was a new one to him. He poked at it with his foot for a bit first, surprised by the heat. Then, he lowered himself into the water. The water's warmth was surprisingly soothing. He felt better than he had for a long time, and the springs almost seemed to alleviate aches and other ill effects from past events. He leaned back against the side, closing his eyes slightly.


 
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Raiquen Nguyen






Still leaning against the barrier, Raiquen could easily make out Thomas's response, along with some broken laughter and some more muttered words. No, he thought to himself worriedly, am I too late? He sounds so close to losing it... The realization came to him that he should probably try to respond as quickly as possible. There was likely a difference in time flow. "I'm... somewhere else. I can't get to you now, since there's some sort of barrier in the way. It might be possible to destroy it with magic, but that's not something I'm capable of. I'm sorry if it seems to take this message a while to reach you as I'm not sure how great the difference in time flow is. No matter what, though, I'm still here, and I can still hear you. Just hang in there a little longer; Kokoro and Eri have found the Mage," he told Thomas reassuringly. Then, he turned his attention to the happenings of the outside world.


The Mage is sending illusions towards us, but doesn't seem to want to face us himself, Merle reported. He's also talking a lot. I can't tell what he's saying, but I don't like his tone. He is obviously hostile. No one has directly engaged him or been injured yet, but we will probably have to be careful. Raiquen thanked Merle for the information. He wondered if the Mage would make any attempt to fight the two of them in the illusion, though he wasn't sure what the point would be. He waited to hear Thomas's response.


 
Kokoro Himura


Location: Desert Tomb


With: Raiquen, Eri, Thomas




The tigress growled at the mage disappeared out from under her. Damn magic, she silently cursed, her eyes tracking the new mage illusion. This one was more obvious, it didn't have a scent and it didn't sound alive like the other one did. Though, the tiger supposed that could be the actual mage covering up those things with illusion magic...but it wasn't likely, as there would probably still be the faint sound of a heartbeat at least.


The mage's words that were directed towards Kokoro didn't seem to phase her this time. Yes, she had left the unconscious members of her group to attack; however, she trusted that Eri could have protected them if they had been attacked. Plus, Kokoro did have one advantage. Though she didn't have much magic, she did have one ability, one that would help her protect the unconscious pair if they were attacked while Kokoro was dealing with this mage. Only the last sentence truly bothered the tigress. 'They're both going to go insane, and likely kill themselves.' Kokoro growled at that notion. Not on my watch. I will protect them, she thought determinedly. The tiger closed her eyes, her tail swishing back and forth now as her ears twitched in different directions, moving towards any sounds and trying to pick up on any little scuffle of noise that might indicate where the real mage might be in the room. At the same time, the tiger lifted her nose in the air, attempting to sniff out the mage's scent in the stuffy burial chamber.




 

Eri Zabelan
Lowering herself once more to the cold stone ground Eri shook her head. A decision to ignore his taunts of their folly. "It seems, as if the young ones wish to finish in battle. I will wait for my turn." The dragon spoke softly, closing her eyes. She was over five centuries past, and had time for patience. It was not her battle to fight. Not yet.

After her many years had past, enough battles have ensued. Yet she herself was not an elder dragon. A young one. Maybe in another millennium she might be concidered an elder dragon. But still, time didn't pass as quickly to her as it did to these with her. This only aided her in patience. In no reason was she slower in time then them. It could be concidered an advantage. But to many it was concidered mutiny. So eager, so ready. Eri admired the short lived people. And envyed them at times. But she still, awaited her turn with the mage. And jept her inner eye on Raiquen and Thomas on the ground.​
 
Geir Brandr Ignatius


Location: Mining Village/Mines


With: Unila, Lani




Geir watched the world below him as he flew on, keeping an eye out for the city he was heading towards. There, he spotted the cluster of buildings and the wall around a castle-like estate. That was the city he needed, the one with the hospital. Changing directions, the dragon began hurtling towards the ground at an alarming rate, only to pull up at the last moment, landing just outside the city walls -- the only place really big enough to hold his dragon form without crushing people or buildings. The guards at the city's gates looked nervous at the suddenness of the great beast's landing, but seemed to realize that he was not hostile, at least. This city was known for being home to some of each of the four races, and, while mostly dominated by humans, dragons were not really a rare sight by any means.


As soon as the dragon was on the ground, he brought his head low to the ground, gently reaching up and grabbing the two girls there and setting them on the ground gently. Once they were safely off of him, the dragon began to transform back into a man, his size decreasing and form changing shape, wings being pulled into his body and disappearing, and, lastly, his scales disappearing. Once the transformation was complete, Geir fell to his knees, coughing up blood as his hand moved to put pressure on the deep wound on his side. It was easier to hide that wound in the darker, scaly body of his dragon form, but now, in human form -- and still shirtless, no less -- the puncture was more obvious, and the dragon only made it worse moving around too much and pushing himself to fly faster. After only a moment on the ground, however, the man pulled himself back up to his feet. He would be fine, a healer should be able to heal that right up. His first priority was Ila.


"Hospital, please," Geir spoke to the guards, who promptly pointed him in the right direction and gave him instructions on how to get there. They even offered to have a guard escort them to the hospital grounds. Knowing his own luck with directions, the dragon accepted the offer, and a guard came to lead them to the hospital.





@Veirrianna Valentine


((Posting this just to get them to the next place in preparation for the time jump, which will bring everyone to this city
:P So, we can either leave characters here until the jump, or we can continue posting if we want characters to talk, maybe have Eirho meet up with Lani, and to develop characters' relations to each other. Up to you guys!))
 


The Mage


When they didn't move, the Mage just smiled. Quickly increasing his "dark" aura, he vanished all the light in the room, and sealed the room. 'We should have about 8 hours of air before we suffocate. Even if I lose, I'll still win.' After several minutes of waiting, the mage caused fire to start to descend from the ceiling. Only magical water could put his fire out. The Mage wondered how they would deal with this obstacle.



@Rin Nyx @Creekstar @Psithurism
 
Thomas Nightingale





Thomas waited a response... Anything... Nothing. Thomas almost cried again, but the voice (even if he made it up) had given him some small amount of strength to keep going on. He had to at this point. Approximately a month had passed since he last heard from what Thomas has assumed was Raiquen, when he finally heard from him again. Sighing in relief, Thomas understood why he hadn't responsed right away. However, an interesting thought came to Thomas... Magic. Could Thomas break out of the illusion with his magic? Thomas frowned, he couldn't. Not yet. The Mage was probably much more powerful than he was in magic, so if he tried, he would just be overpowered. "Raiquen, I need to be informed of when the Mage is either distracted, or weak. I can't overpower the Mage as I am. I'm too weak. When the Mage is finally weak enough for me to break out, tell me."





@Creekstar
 



Raiquen Nguyen






Raiquen confirmed that he would tell Thomas when he got knew information, then contacted the ravens. How are things going out there? He asked, more because he was bored than anything else.


We've got a major problem, Berhtram replied, his voice a little panicked. The Mage has sealed the exit, limiting the air available to us. Worse, he's created a huge fire that's headed right for us! If it's not put out soon, we'll die. If it touches us, we'll be burnt, and if we try to avoid it, it will quickly burn off all of the oxygen in the air and we'll suffocate! I don't think any of us have water abilities, either. We're in big trouble! Raiquen began to share the raven's panic at his words. Things looked bad. Should he tell Thomas? He decided against it; the man probably wouldn't be able to bear it any longer if he thought the situation was hopeless.


Is it too big for wind to blow out? He asked, hopeful that the answer was no. He wasn't sure if wind even worked against magical flames, though, which these probably were. The ravens responded that they weren't sure.


 
Kokoro Himura


Location: Desert Tomb


With: Raiquen, Eri, Thomas




Kokoro's ears twitched as she continued to concentrate on finding the real mage. The smell of fire and smoke began to fill her nostrils as the mage began a strong attack, but she couldn't concern herself with that right now. She didn't have the magic necessary to put it out. She'd either need to rely on Eri to take care of the flames, or destroy to mage before the fire could hurt them. Ignoring the fire, the tiger began to pick up on the faintest of scents. It was similar to the scent that the illusion version of the mage had, only much more faint, as if trying to hide. The tiger turned her ears towards the scent, trying to pick up any sounds that might accompany it. It was very slight, and she could be mistaken, but there was the ever-so-faint sound of breathing coming from that direction. Finally opening her eyes, the tiger crouched and began stalking towards that scent, watching carefully for any signs of movement, any twitch that might suggest that she was closing in on her prey.




 
The training room came to life as gears and springs began moving as Pansa pulled a lever. He rolled his neck as he loosened himself up for a few laps through the Demon's Pass. It was the name given to this training course in the room. His elder brothers and sisters in the clan attested to the brutal nature of the course. Walls of knives, a small bridge in which bladed pendulums swung over, a boobytrapped hallway.


The place was practically a deathwish to anyone who was not quick enough. Slipping on some metal hand and shin guards, he fastened them snugly before taking a few deep breaths. The gears now spun at full speed and the faint clicking of the springs powering the traps had Pansa's heart pumping. Checking his equipment, he took took a pair of tonfas from a weapon rack for parrying any of the contraptions tricks.


Pansa leapt over the safety rail, landing at the starting point.


"Let the hurt begin."
 
Arya Tinuviel


Location: Bath House


With: Ireth, Keir, Pansa



Arya had fallen asleep in the hot springs before Ireth had even walked out into the area. The girl had been utterly exhausted, and the warm waters had finally calmed the hybrid enough to lull her to sleep. It would take a few hours, but she would eventually wake up again, go to finish washing the blood from her clothes, and dress herself back into her regular clothing. Her dress still had a tear in it from where she had gotten injured on her side, which would show the new scar from her quick healing, but that was no matter. The girl would just have to get it patched or get a new dress whenever they got to the next place. Regardless, the girl would make her way out to the front of the onsen and wait there for the others to finish what they were doing.






@WeepingAngel525 @Kuro Kitsune @Creekstar


((So, I wrote this one in future-actions so that you guys can decide if you want your characters to do stuff with interactions and whatnot before they go, you can (Arya would just be sleeping during that time, or cleaning her clothes, or whatever), or you can also skip ahead to where Arya is at this point in time to move on a little bit. Either way, this time is mostly just to allow for more interactions until we get to the time-skip later on xP ))

 
Ireth didn't bathe for as long as she thought she would have and had moved out while Arya had nodded off. As she got out she tried to work on getting the blood stains out of her clothes and wondered if maybe she should just get new ones. She decided that would be the best case but for now these would do.


The elf waited patiently for her washed clothes to dry and when they were only damp she put them back on and braided her long hair. She walked walked out of the changing area and saw Arya and smiled walking up to her "I think I'm going to get a head start to the city." She told her


@Rin Nyx
 
Arya Tinuviel


Location: Bath House


With: Ireth / Near: Keir, Pansa



Arya had been sitting in the entrance area, simply waiting for the others. Finally, it seemed that at least Ireth was ready to move on. The blue haired girl looked up as the elf walked up to her, listening to her words. Nodding, she replied, "That's fine. It will take a few days to get to the target city. We should decide on a meeting time and place in case we don't catch up with you." The girl was about to suggest meeting up at a tavern, when she realized that she didn't really know just how many taverns this particular city had. She hadn't actually been there before. Instead, the girl stood there quietly, lost in thought as she tried to figure out what would be a good place to meet. Finally, she spoke, "We could meet at a tavern, if that is fine with you. If there's more than one, we meet at the one that is most east in the city, around noon," she suggested, then added, "We either meet up one week from now, or two if we run into trouble on the road and can't make it to the first meeting. Does that work?"




 
Pansa discarded the dented metal bracers and shin guards. He put back the tonfas onto the weapons rack and wiped the sweat dripping down his forehead. He had a put on a new face mask and it wasn't about to be dirtied by sweat! He headed to the showers and neatly folded his clothes to be cleaned later as he washed himself off. He wrapped a towel around himself and entered the hot springs, sinking in next to Keir.


He thought about where he would be heading as he soaked in the hot waters. He felt himself begin to dose off and moved the medical kit he left earlier next to Keir so he could bandage himself when he stepped out.


He let his eyes close as a low purr came from his throat. Hot water never felt so good.


@Creekstar
 



Keir Sullivan






Keir moved off to the side a bit as Pansa entered the water next to him. Being in a bath with someone else was a little awkward for him, so he got out not long after that and toweled off. Grabbing the medical kit, he headed back to the shower stall where he had left his clothes. They were in a crumpled heap, not folded or organized in any way. Keir set down the medical kit and opened it, finding a variety of bandages, ointments, and salves. Pulling out the bandages, he began wrapping them around the different areas of his body that were still bleeding slightly. He felt bad that he had probably gotten some blood in the water of the bath, but there wasn't much he could do about that.


After he had tended to his wounds satisfactorily, Keir donned his clothes again, noticably still missing shoes. He then attached his knife sheathe to his leg again and placed the knife Pansa had given him inside. It didn't fit as well as his old one, but it at least stayed in the sheathe. Finally, he bound his hair in a ponytail again, as he had let it down to take a shower, and exited the shower chamber. Upon returning to the entrance area, he spotted Arya and Ireth. Keir sidled over to the two, noticing that Ireth seemed to be planning on going ahead. "Well, this was a nice distraction," he commented, plopping down on the floor next to Arya. "Are we moving on soon?"


 
Arya Tinuviel


Location: Bath House


With: Ireth, Keir / Near: Pansa



Arya glanced over at Keir as he walked over and settled down next to her. "We should be. Ireth was speaking of going on ahead," she replied. The girl absently reached up and took out the clip that she had used to hold up her hair while she had been in the hot springs -- she had forgotten to take it out earlier when she was getting changed. Her hair fell around her shoulders as she absently played with the comb, focusing her attention on it, while she waited. After a few moments, she finally spoke, "Did you see Pansa around at all?" she glanced up towards the ceiling, just to make sure he wasn't hiding in the rafters or something attempting to jump out again. She had already almost attacked the man once at his sudden appearance (though, she had hoped that he hadn't realized how close she had been to actually hitting him), she didn't want to get caught off guard again and actually hurt him with her reaction. It seemed as though the man was not in the rafters just at the moment, however, so her paranoia was unfounded this time, and her question remained valid.




 
Ireth nodded "I'll see you at the tavern then." She said with a smile and just like that she was gone. It was good for her to be alone she had a lot to think on from this past journey. Much had been revealed, perhaps too much. The elf had confronted her guilt and just like that Lyla was gone. She let out a long sigh and continued toward the city.


Lyla's eyes opened as she gasped for breath. She looked down at the once opened stabbed wound only to see a tear in her clothes and a scar. "Where is she?" She finally asked and the shadows went out in search of her attempted murderer. Once Ireth was located Lyla grinned and had something far better than killing her in mind. "Take me to her." She said and watched as the shadows formed an archway for her to step through and act as a transport to where Ireth was. Once there she followed the elf until she was far enough from where she had come and yet far away still to where she was going.


The dark elf came out of hiding and smiled at her foe "still couldn't kill me this time Ireth... Maybe you should have died with the others, it would have spared you the heart ache." She mocked before Ireth could do anything she was frozen as Lyla had stepped on her shadow that the sun had unfortunately cast. Lyla grinned seeing the fear in her eyes. "I'll help you." She said pulling back and her shadow came away a rather strange feeling. "Kill her" came Lyla's command.






Ireth glared and unsheathed the dagger that Pansa had given her and noticed Lyla cringed when she saw that dagger it had done more than just leave a scar with its magic. It didn't matter now because she had her shadow to face and well it knew all her moves. The battle went on for what felt like forever but Ireth was still weak and not fully recovered from her own injuries. "Lyla please stop." She cried as her shadow pinned her down and held her there.





Lyla walked closer to her pulling out her dagger "that dagger isn't going to save you now." She said and smirked seeing her shadow." Don't worry I'll take care of your shadow. And if you survive this I'll see you later." She whispered with a laugh and shoved her piece of sharp metal into the Elf's stomach. Ireth tried to stop her using her telepathy which kept it from going fatally deep but it was deep enough to accomplish some damage. "Goodbye Ireth." She said and called the shadows and watched as they formed an arch and Ireth was thrown into the portal with no clear direction of where she would wind up.


Lyla laughed excitedly to herself and looked at the shadow. "Make me Ireth." She said and began to take on the entire look of the elf as the shadow engulfed itself around the dark elf changing every feature to become Ireth. Down to every detail. Lyla grinned satisfied with her work and continued the walk to the city.






Ireth screamed as she was sent through the portal and hit the ground hard. Unaware of where she was she knew she was still alive. She could hear voices in the distance but was unsure of what was going on. It sounded like a battle. She put her hand on the stab wound and tried to do what she could to keep from bleeding out. "Help!" She faintly called. Unable to really move she knew she had to keep moving .


@Rin Nyx @Psychotic Dreams @Creekstar @Psithurism


((So basically Ireth is just kinda near you guys now))
 

Eri Zabelan
Eri delicately lifted her fingers, in attempt o control the fire blazing above. It was quite an annoyance and was taking up all the air. Her personal preference was a cool breeze, not a boiling dry still wind. The air dragon despised fires when not in control or in a suitable place. Tjis particular fire was a slightly bigger annoyance, as she could not snuff it with her winds. But she could contain it. And the blasted smoke. But still she relaxed in the tensions, breathing slowly and evenly. After only a few seconds a small cry came from somewhere. Outside of their closed off space. Somewhere in the original tunnel.

Drawing in a deep breath, she listened intently. No other Sounds came from the tunnel, not yet. Maybe the slight chance of heavy breathing. But the contemptible walls muffled her listening. And the fire, oh the fire. But for now she waited. Awaited her turn, if it ever came, against the solemn mage.​
 


The Mage




The Mage smiled maliciously seeing the initial panic in both of his victims' eyes. Deciding to bring the fire down more slowly to let the fear truly sink in, the watched in glee. Seeing Kokoro shake off her panic, he frowned. Seeing the fire start to catch on Kokoro's fur, it suddenly stopped when Eri started to control his flames. The Mage stopped controlling the fire to contemplate this. Clearly, Eri wasn't controlling the flames, he would've felt it. Air, it appears as though Eri is an air elementalist, or an air dragon. Probably a dragon, the Mage thought wryly, knowing his luck. He then finally noticed that his illusion was starting to fail because he lost concentration, and exerted too much power on flames. Deciding between dropping the illusion totally, and strengthening it, Kokoro had already spotted him. Groaning outloud, he stopped the illusion and flames, and blasted Kokoro back with water. Smacking his face in annoyance, he stupidly put out the flames he placed. Such an amateur mistake.



@Rin Nyx @Creekstar @Psithurism
 
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Raiquen Nguyen






He seems a little distracted right now, Raiquen, Merle commented, flying at the mage's face. He managed to accidentally put his own fire out, and he's dropped his illusion. His mistakes right now are almost amateur. We'll try to break his concentration more. The two ravens continued attempting to attack the Mage. Meanwhile, Raiquen stood up from his sitting position and turned towards the wall, placing his palm against it, ready to help in any way he could.


"Thomas. The Mage seems at least a little distracted; he's messed up a few spells now. Try now. Also, tell me if you think I can help. I have some ability to work with wind as a bird enkidu, though I'm not entirely sure if it's classified as magic," he told Thomas, speaking as clearly as he could to ensure that his words would make it through the barrier. He waited for a response, a serious expression on his face. He knew that they would need to get Thomas out of there soon; the man's sanity could already be damaged forever.


 
Kokoro Himura


Location: Desert Tomb


With: Raiquen, Eri, Thomas / Near: Ireth




Kokoro's ears twitched back, swiveling towards the faint sound of someone farther into the tomb calling for help, but there was no way for her to help right now -- if there even was anyone there, and it wasn't just an illusion caused by this mage. The voice did succeed in distracting Kokoro long enough that the tiger got a face full of water, causing her to get pushed back. As much as the tiger loved water, getting hit with a strong stream of it in the face was not a pleasant experience, and the tiger gave out an annoyed and intimidating roar that reverberated throughout the tomb. The ravens now were attacking the mage. Shaking water from her fur -- at least the water had cooled down her fur, which had been singed by the fire -- the tiger crouched, ready to attack. The tigress growled as she gave a powerful swipe of her paws, claws drawn as she aimed for the mage's legs to topple him, but her real attack was about to come from behind the mage, as another tiger -- one that looked exactly like Kokoro, even down to the bright blue eyes -- silently appeared, seemingly out of thin air. This tiger remained silent, so as not to alert the mage of her presence while the original Kokoro distracted with a powerful attack at the mage's legs. Crouching, the tiger clone pushed powerful legs off from the ground, claws outstretched as she aimed to pounce on the mage and bring him down to the ground, much like how the original Kokoro had pounced on the mage's illusion earlier (though this clone was no illusion, and would definitely land a solid hit if it wasn't dodged).




 
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