Fantasy The Spirit Inside ~ Forest and Village

[Dozeji]

Lila had begun to follow Lena, then the dragon had squeaked cutely at them and they had turned back to him. Apparently their direction had been off by just a bit. Lena went to pet the dragon, and Lila merely looked around, almost as if looking for another portal, another way back. Suddenly though the dragon was growing and speaking to them, Lila watched it intently for a moment. It didn't matter how big or small the wyvern was, she still liked him. He was adorable. Even so, Lila felt as if she wasn't doing enough to help anyone. As Lawrence began to lead them away, Lila fell into step with Lena. A thoughtful, worried silence seemed to fill the air around Lila. Still there was a bit of hope in the Yuan-ti, the dragon had mentioned helping Flint.
At the thought of the crow, Lila felt that familiar pang in her heart. She hadn't really been able to grieve over the loss of her friend and even in this safe place, she still felt that she didn't have the time for Lenslowlying. Still, her heart was heavy with sorrow, and again she was wishing there was something she could do to help. Everyone was doing their part, and she was just here, tagging along, a liability if anything were to happen really.

Lena slowly looked over at Lila. She looked so thoughtfull l, almost lost in thinking. She smiled lightly, slowly placing her hand on the Yuan-ti's shoulder.


"How are you holding up?" The elf asked softly, smiling warmly at Lila.

 

[Prrrgadilly]

With a small flush of mana, Belisair sent his winds on their path. Almost immediately, people were being brought to him along safe routes avoiding The Name. He ushered everyone into the Inn and went in search of anyone who may be to scared to leave their homes. As he nearly flew through the streets, he sensed Constantine's particular brand of magic set flame to the village and used the winds to create cool air corridors for the villagers. He hear Kyngerz's bellow as he prepared to engage the opposition, so Belisair picked up his pace.


"Seek, my children. Hurry. The Name draws nearer."


Luckily the villagers had began to follow each other along the windy paths towards the Inn.


'I only hope Comstantine can find a way to fit everyone.'


It has only taken a few minutes to clear out the village and usher everyone into the square before the Inn. So then Belisair turned his attentions to the animals and sent them into the forest beyond Thoranhall, away from The Name.


He then sent a breeze to Constantine, Kyngerz, and Schmendrick.


"The villagers are all in or around the inn. The animals are in the forest beyond. There's no need to hold back."


Taking his own advice, Belisair sent the rest of his new winds to surround and protect the Inn's square. Before speaking in an archaic tongue and conjuring forgotten magicks as he pulled an assortment of sigil stones from his pockets.


((In progress))


((Forgotten tongue))

 

[Throne Trinity]

Schmendrick played his music, hoping that his sounds would drown out those of the name. The entity's legions struggled against the powerful force, trying to get to Schmendrick, trying to kill the Outrider. And although Schmendrick played his heart out, creating blast of ethereal wind, The Name continued to approach him. As they got closer Schmendrick could hear the whisper. He cleared his mind trying not to let it effect him. Using his magic he amplified the music more trying to drown out the voices.But just then, gout's of flame erupted all over Thoranhall. The fire licked at the walls of buildings, erasing the name from the cobbled buildings. Several of the name's legions also went up in flame as well. Seeing this, Schmendrick let out a big sigh and and gave the orb floating above the town a thumbs up hoping Constantine would see it. As the magician stopped playing though, some of The Names recovered and began to run towards Schmendrick, not bothering with screaming the name now. The Name didn't want this filthy Outrider. He must die. The Owlbear was first, the large beast jumped toward him, aiming to gouge out his heart with it's massive claws. Schmendrick barely dodged out of the way and his carelessness rewarded him with a scratch across the forearm. The magician had hit the deck and rolled out of the way. Upon standing back up he was grappled by a big burly figure who proceeded strangle the Magician. Schmendrick struggled to breath as the man throttled him. In a moment of desperation Schmendrick snapped his fingers and dissipated in a cloud of smoke, only to reappear behind the man with and eldritch blast charged in his hand. With out a moments hesitation he slam dunks the ball of swirling energy into the mans back, blasting a clean hole through his chest. Meanwhile the Owlbear had recovered and lunged at Schmendrick, but the magician was ready this time. Schmendrick strummed a cord on his lute, conjuring another eldritch blast and sent it hurling at the Owlbear. It struck the beast in the gut, sending it barreling through the air and onto the cobbled street. The beast shutters for a moment before lying still again. Schmendrick turns on his heels ready to face more of the oncoming name.


Meanwhile...

With a small flush of mana, Belisair sent his winds on their path. Almost immediately, people were being brought to him along safe routes avoiding The Name. He ushered everyone into the Inn and went in search of anyone who may be to scared to leave their homes. As he nearly flew through the streets, he sensed Constantine's particular brand of magic set flame to the village and used the winds to create cool air corridors for the villagers. He hear Kyngerz's bellow as he prepared to engage the opposition, so Belisair picked up his pace.
"Seek, my children. Hurry. The Name draws nearer."


Luckily the villagers had began to follow each other along the windy paths towards the Inn.


'I only hope Comstantine can find a way to fit everyone.'


It has only taken a few minutes to clear out the village and usher everyone into the square before the Inn. So then Belisair turned his attentions to the animals and sent them into the forest beyond Thoranhall, away from The Name.


He then sent a breeze to Constantine, Kyngerz, and Schmendrick.


"The villagers are all in or around the inn. The animals are in the forest beyond. There's no need to hold back."


Taking his own advice, Belisair sent the rest of his new winds to surround and protect the Inn's square. Before speaking in an archaic tongue and conjuring forgotten magicks as he pulled an assortment of sigil stones from his pockets.


(In progress)

Kyngerz greatest worries now was protection, though he was completely covered in ice which allowed him less movement than usual he needed more defense, shards of ice rising up and spinning around him quickly, creating an almost impenetrable barrier. He moved outside to see his foes and the strange beast known as an owlbear, a grin coming to his face as he shouted into the crowd "I am Kyngerz Plagkets, known in your tongue as The Kings Plague, Oracle of the Palsiet, Slayer of the Ice dragon Fer^Thung and One of the Grand commanders in the Great war of Races. Tonight will be the night a town is wiped of the face of the map." the palsiet bellowed, making sure to get as much attention off his allies as possible.
Meanwhile Constantine remained inside, summoning two crystal balls and throwing one out the door, it floated up over the town and provided him a slightly blurry vision of the area, he noticed etchings in the wall, most likely writing as Shmendrik had smiled as he cast another spell "Ignis Voro" he said, the entire town almost instantly being set aflame, they would prevent the name from being written and would only burn enemies, the houses would remain slightly charred yet fully intact.


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The Dragon gave a slight purr as he was pet, after a bit jumped off and began growing at an immense pace until he was roughly the size of a house, he cleared his throat and began to speak in a rather rumbley voice "No child, you have not failed, in fact this is a much better place for the both of you, and with a little help from my master we can revive your feathered friend. How rude of me, I haven't introduced myself have I? My name is Lawrence Spellspitter, My master is the grand archmage Constantine Feeblis who has unlocked the power of immortality, Something that he wanted us to use to revive the crow. Follow me, I can see our Shelter in the distance" the dragon shrunk back down to cat size and began to lead the way with a few happy squeaks.


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The Name flowed through the town. It had found several victims but most had been protected by some sort of wind spirits. No matter. The Immortals would join the name in time. Hearing the Palsiet introduce himself the Owlbear and the nine men turned to face him and the Sylph. The were mumbling something under their breath but slowly began to raise their voices. They screamed over the sound of battle in the distance, their vocal cords shredding. The Name reaches out towards their ears and their minds. It implants itself into their heads. These beings were strong but they wouldn't be able to resist the name for long. If they let this continue they would slowly be driven to insanity and become one of its legion.


The group approach the two. They scream The Name over and over. The impossible name that shouldn't exist. Then two men run towards Belisair, arms outreached and ready to grapple him. The Owlbear and four of the men stay behind while another three men charge Kyngerz.

 

[KingsPlague]

The thick layer of ice that covered the palsiets body blocked out all sound from entering, he only heard his own grunts and breaths as he swung hid short sword around, the blade again not cutting an enemy but on contact with a limb or other body part freezing it instantly and shattering it, leaving his enemies dead or crippled before they could react. He grinned as bolts of lightning rained down from above, Constantine obviously showing that he could and would not allow his friends to fall to such vile beings. Kyngerz turned his head as he noticed the charging brigade commanded by the owlbear, he chuckled slightly to himself and threw two of his axes, both of them hitting their marks and bringing down two of the assailants while he brought his armoured fist down on the other, crushing him do the ground and bringing his foot down on the mans head, ending his life with a very audible Crack.


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[Prrrgadilly]

Belisair was unable to react as The Name attacked him physically, his concentration was consumed by the words((*)) he spoke as he scattered the sigil stones to the outskirts of village on he winds.


"Hidden guardian of this sacred earth step forth.


For this is a circle of purity and innocence.


Protect it."


The circle of stones was inscribed upon the ground and air. It pulsed with his words.


"This is a temple of meant to be and will be.


Guide it."


The circle of inscription was bound in a line of Ancient Light.


"This is home and hearth. A settlement of security.


Feel safe within it."


The light raced along the village streets, towards its heart, filling the streets.


"This is place is not yours, First Name of the Void.


Be repelled from it."


From the heart of he village, a sphere was produced that expanded out towards it's binding circle. As it expanded, it PUSHED.


Belisair had never cast such old and powerful magic on a large scale before. It was ridiculously draining and he had no idea if it would work. He had to believe that at the very least, he would be able to mark The Name's legion for Schmendrick, Kyngerz, and Constantine to deal with.


He stumbled as he became aware o his body and the whispered name that was trying to wiggle its way into his mind. He was temporarily drained, too drained to put in his earplugs, which he had unknowingly lost sometime during the evacuation, and his personal ((the ones that were with him alongside the breezes that Zephyr drew in)) were out guarding the sigil stones ((the spell's anchors, even though the stones cant be moved by purely mundane means)).


Belisair may be immortal, but he was only 16; he could only hold out against the Name for so long...


((* the forgotten tongue))

 

[MiraEnvy]

Mira found herself awakening next to a fallen tree close to the entrance to the village. 'W-... What happened to me...' She could not remember anything. It was as if something or someone hit her really hard in the back of the head, because her head was throbbing. "Kino... Kino where are you... What happen~" She was cut off from her thoughts when she realized her panther companion was nowhere to be seen. "Where are you..." She looked around sadly. Whenever she felt cut off from her partner, she grew worried. She had somewhat of an abandonment issue when it came to loosing her loved one. Kino was literally the only friend she had left in this world that was still living at the current moment. "Whew... Okay... Calm down..." She told herself and she began walking towards the village entrance. "I need something to drink... Some water..." She said to herself, trying to calm her heart down and convince herself that Kino was probably out looking for something to eat himself.


She pulled her arrow holster higher onto her shoulders and pulled her cloak down a little over her face. She felt dirty. She had not had a decent bath session in a few days apparently. Whatever knocked her out sure did a number on the back of her head. She traced her hand over the small not on her scalp. "When I find who did this to me..." She said angrily as she neared the front gates to the town.


She turned the corner towards the local Bar and Inn. She walked inside and asked the bartender just for a glass of water. The Inn keeper knew her from being there previously and brought her a glass of ice water on the house.


Mira sat down on the bar stool and drank the water, trying to re hydrate herself so that she could gather her strength to go hunt for something to eat. She didn't really want to spend her few dollars in town on food when she could hunt it on her own.

 

[Throne Trinity]

The thick layer of ice that covered the palsiets body blocked out all sound from entering, he only heard his own grunts and breaths as he swung hid short sword around, the blade again not cutting an enemy but on contact with a limb or other body part freezing it instantly and shattering it, leaving his enemies dead or crippled before they could react. He grinned as bolts of lightning rained down from above, Constantine obviously showing that he could and would not allow his friends to fall to such vile beings. Kyngerz turned his head as he noticed the charging brigade commanded by the owlbear, he chuckled slightly to himself and threw two of his axes, both of them hitting their marks and bringing down two of the assailants while he brought his armoured fist down on the other, crushing him do the ground and bringing his foot down on the mans head, ending his life with a very audible Crack.
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Belisair was unable to react as The Name attacked him physically, his concentration was consumed by the words((*)) he spoke as he scattered the sigil stones to the outskirts of village on he winds.
"Hidden guardian of this sacred earth step forth.


For this is a circle of purity and innocence.


Protect it."


The circle of stones was inscribed upon the ground and air. It pulsed with his words.


"This is a temple of meant to be and will be.


Guide it."


The circle of inscription was bound in a line of Ancient Light.


"This is home and hearth. A settlement of security.


Feel safe within it."


The light raced along the village streets, towards its heart, filling the streets.


"This is place is not yours, First Name of the Void.


Be repelled from it."


From the heart of he village, a sphere was produced that expanded out towards it's binding circle. As it expanded, it PUSHED.


Belisair had never cast such old and powerful magic on a large scale before. It was ridiculously draining and he had no idea if it would work. He had to believe that at the very least, he would be able to mark The Name's legion for Schmendrick, Kyngerz, and Constantine to deal with.


He stumbled as he became aware o his body and the whispered name that was trying to wiggle its way into his mind. He was temporarily drained, too drained to put in his earplugs, which he had unknowingly lost sometime during the evacuation, and his personal ((the ones that were with him alongside the breezes that Zephyr drew in)) were out guarding the sigil stones ((the spell's anchors, even though the stones cant be moved by purely mundane means)).


Belisair may be immortal, but he was only 16; he could only hold out against the Name for so long...


((* the forgotten tongue))

The minute Kyngerz went to curb stomp when of the felled men, the Owlbear lunged. It soared towards Kyngerz, talons outstretched. The other four then took this time to run around and try to flank the Palsiet. Meanwhile Belisair had just performed some sort of old magic spell. It was meant to rid the town of The Name but it seemed to have simply confused it momentarily. The two men on top of Belisair screamed into his ear while holding his head down. In Belisair's mind, thoughts of screaming as well began to appear. Belisair would soon begin to feel the urge to find the darkness. To scream into the darkness. But suddenly the two on top of Belisair stopped. They seemed to be trying to speak but they couldn't, it was almost as if they were choking on something but no visible physical harm had come to them.


They soon fell over, their grips loosened, and they twitched and convulsed on the ground. Above Belisair now stood Schmendrick, missing his coat and hand outstretched. He had a big smile on his face and now with his coat gone Belisair could make out the sleeve tattoos on his arms. On his left hand was a series of monsters and wards, all of which seemed to bee charging down the length of the arm towards the hand. On his right arm was an ouroboros, wrapping around then length of his arm. In his right hand he held a glowing Sabre which slowly dissipated. Freud sits on the mans shoulder as always. The bird seems relatively unfazed by everything happening.


"Need a hand brother?"





Earlier...


Schmendrick stood his ground as the horde charged at him. First came the birds then a various assortment of woodland creatures and bringing up the rear of the charge were the humans. Well, they weren't really human anymore. The birds were easily dispatched, especially considering the bolts of lighting cracking down upon the foes. 'Thank you Constantine!' The woodland creatures however, did not go as easily. Several foxes and a large stag charged Schmendrick but the Funkromancer was ready. The first fox lunged, aiming for his neck. In a second Schmendrick dissipated and then reanimated behind the fox. He quickly played a cord on his lute and an eldritch blast was sent hurtling down on the beast. The other fox took this moment to try to take a bite out of the magicians leg but as it's teeth mad contact with what it thought was flesh, Schmendrick exploded into purple smoke and a shower of sparkles. It was an After Image! The Name, familiar with this trick whirled around, but instead of being blasted to bits, the fox was greeted by Schmendrick with an elegant mustache.


"Bark, Bark! Come here doggy! Want a bone?! Bark Bark!" The mustachioed Schmendrick taunted the fox whilst making stupid voices. The foxes did not hesitate to lunge at him but again it was another after image!


A shower of eldritch blasts rained down from above blowing up both the foxes and most of the road. Schmendrick, the real one this time, reappeared behind the stag. He plays a rift on his lute, getting the stags attention. The beast turned around, but it was to late. It's shadow stretched and contorted until it became tendrils that wrapped around the deer and tore it to shreds. The magician, satisfied with his work, turned to face the approaching men but was greeted by a fist to the face. The Funkromancer was sent to the ground but before he hit the cobble he dissipated and reappeared ten yards away. He quickly played a pentatonic and summoned five imps, one for each foe. "Go for the eyes!" The imps needed nothing more but that command.


Schmendrick frowned. He knew they wouldn't make it, they were simply being used as decoys. They charged their enemies but as they got close they were all immediately stomped on and killed. 'I will not forget your brave contribution.' Schmendrick sheds a single tear and takes a step forward, his jacket catching in the wind and being carried away dramatically.


He played a small ballad before letting the lute fall to his side. The air in front of the magician began to shimmer and sparkle. Suddenly a Sabre, with a ethereal blue blade appeared in front of him. He pulled the Sabre out of the air in one swift motion, the blade glowing with a blue ethereal light. He then darted forward, intercepting his first foe, the man swung a punch but Schmendrick easily ducked under it. He spun on his heels, swinging his mystic blade. The attack struck true and sliced through the man easily and yet there was no blood, in fact there wasn't even any markings on the cloths or the skin, and still the man still fell over dead. This was the nature of the Schmendrick's Faeblade, or as he had taken to calling it, the mumbo-jumbo sword. The magician proceeded to dispatch the last few of the legion before setting out to find Belisair and Kyngerz. Freud, who had been sent out as a lookout returned to Schmendrick's shoulder.


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[Prrrgadilly]

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Belisair was too tired to smile at Schmendrick as he reached out to help him up, but he took his hand and managed to stand, for all of 2 seconds. Belisair sat down heavily upon the cobblestones again, his head was swimming and he could still hear the smallest traces of the Name in the back of his mind. He hadn't felt this powerless in years.


As he shook his head and managed to clear it of the whispering, his spell burned through the last of it's power and faded, the sigil stones turning to dust. With nothing left to protect, Belisair's breezes returned to him, invigorating him enough to stand up and start shuffling towards the Inn.


"Thank you Schmendrick. You saved my life. I won't soon forget this gift."


He shouldn't have used his "knack" to cast that spell, it nearly doubled the cost.


He was practically a villager now.


"I think I'll go where I won't get in the way of you two."


His speed could have been bested by a turtle-sloth and was painful to watch knowing that he could reach the Inn in the blink of an eye, under normal circumstances.


"And I am NOT YOUR BROTHER!" He wasn't that tired.

 

[KingsPlague]

Kyngerz turned his head and grinned underneath his dragon head shaped helm, he had now drawn out the owl bear, and a few more bolts of arcana protected him from being ambushed from behind, the owl bear was strong and had built up speed, the Palsiet just managed to duck, dodging the swiping claws as shards of ice broke off his armor, impaling the beast but not yet killing it. The Palsiet raised his blade, the empty sockets of the helmet seeming to glow as blood trickled across them.


Meanwhile..


Constantine had remained busy chanting enchantments as a young lady walked in, the Barkeeper handed her a drink, obviously knowing her. To many this would seem strange, but Constantine had been casting away, the townsfolk that haven't been turned by the name where transported to an exact copy of their home, the battle outside was taking place in a separate realm and everating seemed normal. Everything except the fact that there was a transparent man sitting crosslegged on a table, a hovering crystal ball between his hands and him seeming to speak in several tongues simultaneously.


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[Prrrgadilly]

Kyngerz turned his head and grinned underneath his dragon head shaped helm, he had now drawn out the owl bear, and a few more bolts of arcana protected him from being ambushed from behind, the owl bear was strong and had built up speed, the Palsiet just managed to duck, dodging the swiping claws as shards of ice broke off his armor, impaling the beast but not yet killing it. The Palsiet raised his blade, the empty sockets of the helmet seeming to glow as blood trickled across them.
Meanwhile..


Constantine had remained busy chanting enchantments as a young lady walked in, the Barkeeper handed her a drink, obviously knowing her. To many this would seem strange, but Constantine had been casting away, the townsfolk that haven't been turned by the name where transported to an exact copy of their home, the battle outside was taking place in a separate realm and everating seemed normal. Everything except the fact that there was a transparent man sitting crosslegged on a table, a hovering crystal ball between his hands and him seeming to speak in several tongues simultaneously.


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((Nice explanation. Im sensing some Bleach here.))

 

[Throne Trinity]

Belisair was too tired to smile at Schmendrick as he reached out to help him up, but he took his hand and managed to stand, for all of 2 seconds. Belisair sat down heavily upon the cobblestones again, his head was swimming and he could still hear the smallest traces of the Name in the back of his mind. He hadn't felt this powerless in years.
As he shook his head and managed to clear it of the whispering, his spell burned through the last of it's power and faded, the sigil stones turning to dust. With nothing left to protect, Belisair's breezes returned to him, invigorating him enough to stand up and start shuffling towards the Inn.


"Thank you Schmendrick. You saved my life. I won't soon forget this gift."


He shouldn't have used his "knack" to cast that spell, it nearly doubled the cost.


He was practically a villager now.


"I think I'll go where I won't get in the way of you two."


His speed could have been bested by a turtle-sloth and was painful to watch knowing that he could reach the Inn in the blink of an eye, under normal circumstances.


"And I am NOT YOUR BROTHER!" He wasn't that tired.

Kyngerz turned his head and grinned underneath his dragon head shaped helm, he had now drawn out the owl bear, and a few more bolts of arcana protected him from being ambushed from behind, the owl bear was strong and had built up speed, the Palsiet just managed to duck, dodging the swiping claws as shards of ice broke off his armor, impaling the beast but not yet killing it. The Palsiet raised his blade, the empty sockets of the helmet seeming to glow as blood trickled across them.
Meanwhile..


Constantine had remained busy chanting enchantments as a young lady walked in, the Barkeeper handed her a drink, obviously knowing her. To many this would seem strange, but Constantine had been casting away, the townsfolk that haven't been turned by the name where transported to an exact copy of their home, the battle outside was taking place in a separate realm and everating seemed normal. Everything except the fact that there was a transparent man sitting crosslegged on a table, a hovering crystal ball between his hands and him seeming to speak in several tongues simultaneously.


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Hearing Belisair deny their brotherhood, Schmendrick shouted to him. "Oh please! We've sweated together, we've fought together. We're brothers! Brothers in arms no less!." As Schmendrick exclaimed this he snapped his fingers and a ward on his arm flared to life with an ethereal blue light. Sparks of electricity began to jump down his arm and crackle around his hand. In an instant Schmendrick spun around, striking one of the men surrounding Kyngerz in the spine. The electrical energy seemed to slither its way into the his body and he instantly fell to the floor in a crumpled heap. The others turned to him but were then struck down by Constantine's magic


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Meanwhile...


The Owlbear hand lunged towards, Kyngerz, trying to take of his helmet, but the Palsiet just managed to duck under the assault. Several chunks of Ice impaled the Owlbear but then name could give less of a shit about pain. It landed behind the Palsiet then used its forward momentum to pivot and turn around, facing Kyngerz once again. However the Owlbear was greeted by an imp to the face. Just seconds ago Schmendrick summoned up an imp and when the Owlbear hand landed. He chucked it screaming, "Go for the eyes!" The imp (Impercules) landed square on the Owlbear's face and began to scratch away at it's eyes. Sadly the Owlbear whispered the name, and the name found the imp. Impercules was easily taken over and almost immediately stopped scratching at the Owlbear as it tried to say the name. Both the Imp and the Owlbear seem to be dazed. The Imp because of the name and the Owlbear because of it's new found blindness. Both are open to any attacks. @KingsPlague

 

[KingsPlague]

The sight of the imp stopping it's assault was sign enough for Kyngerz, he had been forced to cut down those he trusted before, this would be no different, he lunged forward at the duo, a broad swipe from his enchanted shortsword shattering through the imps head and the owlbears chest, cutting them down like toy solders, the frozen chunks of flesh pelleting off his seemingly impenetrable armor


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(It was more of a problem solving thing to keep newcomers/returning chars from being consumed by the name or thrown into the fray. And yes, I pulled the Isea from bleach xD ) @Delacare

 

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Meanwhile...


The Owlbear hand lunged towards, Kyngerz, trying to take of his helmet, but the Palsiet just managed to duck under the assault. Several chunks of Ice impaled the Owlbear but then name could give less of a shit about pain. It landed behind the Palsiet then used its forward momentum to pivot and turn around, facing Kyngerz once again. However the Owlbear was greeted by an imp to the face. Just seconds ago Schmendrick summoned up an imp and when the Owlbear hand landed. He chucked it screaming, "Go for the eyes!" The imp (Impercules) landed square on the Owlbear's face and began to scratch away at it's eyes. Sadly the Owlbear whispered the name, and the name found the imp. Impercules was easily taken over and almost immediately stopped scratching at the Owlbear as it tried to say the name. Both the Imp and the Owlbear seem to be dazed. The Imp because of the name and the Owlbear because of it's new found blindness. Both are open to any attacks. @KingsPlague

{Not the Imp!(TAT)}

 

[Throne Trinity]

Schmendrick clapped loudly seeing Kyngerz performance. "Wow! You have a mumbo-jumbo sword too! That's so neat!" The magician begins to walk back toward the bar, nudging one of the dead bodies out of the way. "Battles over. How about I treat you to a drink and an explanation!" Schmendrick shouted back as he opened up the door. As he entered, his smile vanished from his face. Looks like I've got a lot of explaining to do. Schmednrick walks past all of the civilians and up to a table. He put's his head in his hands and closes his eyes. Waiting for the people in the inn to leave back to their homes and for his new found compatriots to most likely interrogate him. @Delacare @KingsPlague


((sorry for the late post. I've had a sickening amount of tests these last couple days and I am exhausted.))

 

[Throne Trinity]

[QUOTE="RP Marshall]{Not the Imp!(TAT)}

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((Get used to it xD . Schmendrick throws away imps like nobody's business.))

 

[KingsPlague]

Kyngerz nodded without a word, his armor staying on as he gathered the corpses that littered there city and dragged them into the town square, lighting the pile to create a huge fire.


Constantine still sat in the tavern, phasing back into reality and swapping the towns, leaving the battle zone elsewhere and the normal bustling town where they where, he was drenched in sweat and panting heavily as the two crystal balls returned to him and disappeared. The mage slumped back and caught his breath as Kyngerz returned to the tavern, his armor melting off him.

 

[Dozeji]

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[Prrrgadilly]

As Belisair's new winds took it upon themselves to redistribute crowd throughout the village, he finally made his way to Constantine's table and sat down hard. He had chosen to ignore Schmendrick's earlier comments, as they really were brothers-in-arms.


'Sadly.' Plus, Belisair didn't "sweat", that's a barbaric pastime for mortals and not-mortals, never elemental beings like Sylphs.


He had finally caught his breath enough to reach into a pocket, and pass a couple of energy recovery potions to Constantine and Schmendrick.


"Drink up boys. These aren't pint and quarts, but you need to be on them all the same. Sorry that I don't have something old enough for you, Kyngerz." @Throne Trinity @KingsPlague


Opting to down another healing potion for his shoulder, Belisair zoned out temporarily as he sent his new winds on their way. There was no Name to frighten them right now, and he couldn't control them without the force of those ancient memories.


((Most of Bel's more potent potions have a cool-down timer on their effectiveness, and close-nature potions like 'energy recovery', and 'healing' share a cool-down.))


"Now that everyone's here, I believe we deserve to know what just happened. Would you care to explain Schmendrick?"


((@Knightling how long does it take one man to shuffle to an Inn from an alleyway?))

 

[KingsPlague]

Kyngerz gave a slight chuckle to the sylphs remark "You need not worry about me, I haven't even broken a sweat. A duel between two Palsiet in our hand-to-hand combat style known as Ryvyks can last days without breaks, I believe the longest one was during a tournament, it lasted almost a week before one made a slight mistake" He laughed loudly remembering the event "Poor Kalversonitis ended up with seven broken ribs when Brask struck him with an open palm" his face became stern as he looked towards the bard for an explanation.


Constantine on the other hand denied the potion "I have better drinks in my home, speaking of which, The Yuan-ti and elf should have arrived there by now, I will go collect them." he said, disappearing through a portal.


@Throne Trinity @Delacare


Lawrence had now Led the two to a cottage close to the ruins, the only thing that remained from the ancient building was a tall tower, it seeming unscathed by time with a small pile of rubble beside it. The cottage was rather large, two floors and many rooms the roof was thatched and the wooden planks seeming oddly enchanted as the occasionally emitted a purple aura. Two graves lay underneath one of the windows, the tombstones being etched with common letters as well as palsiet runes the larger one on the right read "In Memory of Nazumi Tora, Loving wife, and Niece of the Palsiet Oracle Kyngerz, Daughter of the Usurper of Gods Kay^haas." (this will be explained, worry not :3) the other was slightly longer and read "In Memory of Scarlett Tora-Feeblis, Daughter of the Grand Mage Constantine and the Palsiv Nazumi Tora, Slayer of the Usurper of gods Kay^haas."


Constantines portals had allowed him to make it there before the duo, and he stood there kneeling at the graves in thought as he waited for them too aproach


@Kry @JJKab

 

[Dozeji]

Kyngerz gave a slight chuckle to the sylphs remark "You need not worry about me, I haven't even broken a sweat. A duel between two Palsiet in our hand-to-hand combat style known as Ryvyks can last days without breaks, I believe the longest one was during a tournament, it lasted almost a week before one made a slight mistake" He laughed loudly remembering the event "Poor Kalversonitis ended up with seven broken ribs when Brask struck him with an open palm" his face became stern as he looked towards the bard for an explanation.
Constantine on the other hand denied the potion "I have better drinks in my home, speaking of which, The Yuan-ti and elf should have arrived there by now, I will go collect them." he said, disappearing through a portal.


@Throne Trinity @Delacare


Lawrence had now Led the two to a cottage close to the ruins, the only thing that remained from the ancient building was a tall tower, it seeming unscathed by time with a small pile of rubble beside it. The cottage was rather large, two floors and many rooms the roof was thatched and the wooden planks seeming oddly enchanted as the occasionally emitted a purple aura. Two graves lay underneath one of the windows, the tombstones being etched with common letters as well as palsiet runes the larger one on the right read "In Memory of Nazumi Tora, Loving wife, and Niece of the Palsiet Oracle Kyngerz, Daughter of the Usurper of Gods Kay^haas." (this will be explained, worry not :3) the other was slightly longer and read "In Memory of Scarlett Tora-Feeblis, Daughter of the Grand Mage Constantine and the Palsiv Nazumi Tora, Slayer of the Usurper of gods Kay^haas."


Constantines portals had allowed him to make it there before the duo, and he stood there kneeling at the graves in thought as he waited for them too aproach


@Kry @JJKab

As Lena walked after the Vywern, she noticed Constantine kneeling down. Her lips were overtaken with wide grin, as she nearly ran towards the magician


"Thank the Gods you're alive!" She exclaimed happily


"How is the rest?!"


@Kry

 

[Prrrgadilly]

Kyngerz gave a slight chuckle to the sylphs remark "You need not worry about me, I haven't even broken a sweat. A duel between two Palsiet in our hand-to-hand combat style known as Ryvyks can last days without breaks, I believe the longest one was during a tournament, it lasted almost a week before one made a slight mistake" He laughed loudly remembering the event "Poor Kalversonitis ended up with seven broken ribs when Brask struck him with an open palm" his face became stern as he looked towards the bard for an explanation.
Constantine on the other hand denied the potion "I have better drinks in my home, speaking of which, The Yuan-ti and elf should have arrived there by now, I will go collect them." he said, disappearing through a portal.


@Throne Trinity @Delacare


Lawrence had now Led the two to a cottage close to the ruins, the only thing that remained from the ancient building was a tall tower, it seeming unscathed by time with a small pile of rubble beside it. The cottage was rather large, two floors and many rooms the roof was thatched and the wooden planks seeming oddly enchanted as the occasionally emitted a purple aura. Two graves lay underneath one of the windows, the tombstones being etched with common letters as well as palsiet runes the larger one on the right read "In Memory of Nazumi Tora, Loving wife, and Niece of the Palsiet Oracle Kyngerz, Daughter of the Usurper of Gods Kay^haas." (this will be explained, worry not :3) the other was slightly longer and read "In Memory of Scarlett Tora-Feeblis, Daughter of the Grand Mage Constantine and the Palsiv Nazumi Tora, Slayer of the Usurper of gods Kay^haas."


Constantines portals had allowed him to make it there before the duo, and he stood there kneeling at the graves in thought as he waited for them too aproach


@Kry @JJKab

((Bitch. Just gonna dis my potion like that. ( ")))

 

[Kry]

Lila didn't really respond to Lena when she was asked about how she might be holding up, instead she just continued to follow Lena and the wyvern. Lila was too lost in thought to really pay any mind to much of anything. She did notice Constantine though, only because Lena's pace had increased and Lila blinked. Letting the thoughts clear for a moment, as she too increased her pace and ran towards Constantine.

 

[KingsPlague]

(@Delacare Yes, yes I am :3)


Constantine looked up at the girls from the graves, his smile almost instantly returning "Good morning Lila and Lena, good to see that you two have made it. Kyngerz is completely fine, thE sylph and the Bard seem a bit shaken but they fought bravely. I've come to bring you back....but first I have a gift for the two of you. Come with me." The mage said, heading inside the cottage.


The inside of the cottage was rather dusty, most of the tables where lined with empty potion bottles or papers, and the shelves where lined with books and flasks of liquids in various colours, Constantine looked through them, taking the occasional sip from them. He stopped at one and took it out, blowing off the dust. The liquid inside was white, specks of silver and black floating within it. He brought it over to the girls along with a small vial and handbook.


He gave the vial to Lila, the golden yellow liquid bubbling inside "This is for you, drink it and read the handbook. You may want to vomit afterwards but try not too, that's not an easy brew to make. It is a permanent potion, the book is all the spells you can use after drinking it, all of them are defensive and protecting so like, wards, barriers shields et cetera" He explained to Lila with a wink, he then turned to Lena "Not much I can do for you though, I can however revive your friend...though there may be complications, we will get to that later first we need to get back to the others. When you are ready just tell me. Alright? I'll be outside" the makes smile faded as he headed outside back to the graves, taking some flowers from the overgrown bushes on this lawn.


@Kry @JJKab

 

[Dozeji]

(@Delacare Yes, yes I am :3)
Constantine looked up at the girls from the graves, his smile almost instantly returning "Good morning Lila and Lena, good to see that you two have made it. Kyngerz is completely fine, thE sylph and the Bard seem a bit shaken but they fought bravely. I've come to bring you back....but first I have a gift for the two of you. Come with me." The mage said, heading inside the cottage.


The inside of the cottage was rather dusty, most of the tables where lined with empty potion bottles or papers, and the shelves where lined with books and flasks of liquids in various colours, Constantine looked through them, taking the occasional sip from them. He stopped at one and took it out, blowing off the dust. The liquid inside was white, specks of silver and black floating within it. He brought it over to the girls along with a small vial and handbook.


He gave the vial to Lila, the golden yellow liquid bubbling inside "This is for you, drink it and read the handbook. You may want to vomit afterwards but try not too, that's not an easy brew to make. It is a permanent potion, the book is all the spells you can use after drinking it, all of them are defensive and protecting so like, wards, barriers shields et cetera" He explained to Lila with a wink, he then turned to Lena "Not much I can do for you though, I can however revive your friend...though there may be complications, we will get to that later first we need to get back to the others. When you are ready just tell me. Alright? I'll be outside" the makes smile faded as he headed outside back to the graves, taking some flowers from the overgrown bushes on this lawn.


@Kry @JJKab

Lena nodded, smiling calmly, as Constantine made his way out. When he did, she turned to Lila with a much brighter smile.


"Lila! They're alive! Thank Gods!" She repeated, happy that this turned out to a happy ending.

 

[RP Marshall]

Flint and the one-eyed Alpha, now with both eyes intact, traveled together in the lush forest. As the bird flew, he felt the the cool breeze covering his powerful wings.


"How is you're son?" The crow asked the Alpha.


"He is quite well, thank you!" The wolf smiled as it strode with Flint. The bird could understand every word the wolf said. It's guttural wolf voice didn't hinder Flint from discerning its speech.


"He and Lila @Kry are becoming good friends."


"That's wonderful! I was concern when they first met; Lila didn't seem to like wolves very much."


"Well, they're getting along fine now... huh? What do you suppose that is?"


A ancient building, covered in ivy, towered over the bird and wolf.


"How did that get there? ...It's- It's probably nothing," The bird said with a shrug.


"It's a temple," the Alpha said, "Come on! Let's see what's inside."


"I'd rather just go home now!" Flint said with worry.


The Alpha, as if being led by an outside force, entered the temple with no hesitation. The bird, now walking, reluctantly followed his friend. The interior of the temple was damp with water leaking from the ceiling and splashing on top of Flint's shiny beak. The crow shivered as the wolf led him forward. Entering a room, Flint and the Alpha saw a pile of treasure. Silver goblets filled with gold coins lay on a mountain of precious stones. In the center of this fortune, an Egg lay half buried in the gold. The wolf picked up the massive Egg and placed it before the bird's feet. Flint looked at the Egg in deep thought. It was like something or someone was whispering in his ear, 'This is not real- not real!'


The bird shook his head and said to the wolf, "Let's get out of here!"


The Alpha said, "Come now, Flint. This is an adventure. Don't you like adventures?"


"Not this one. I'm leaving. Put the Egg back!"


"I think I'll say here for a little while longer."


"No you won't, come!"


"Flint, don't be such an-"


"I SAID LET'S GO!" Flint screamed.


His eyes glared at the wolf as his body shivered violently. The walls of the temple seemed to shake along with the angry bird. The wolf jolted in fright and quickly followed the bird, with its tail in between its legs. Flint's head hurt as a voice said, "This world is a lie! Wake up! Wake up Flint!"


Flint, closing his eyes, whispered to the voice inside his head, "Shut up! Leave me alone!"


The wolf and the bird exited the temple and traveled back to Flint's beautiful mansion.


"Damn it Flint! Uh! ...I'm so weak! How is Lena @JJKab going to convince that bird to come back? She needs someone with portal magic @KingsPlague to take her to the damn bird. But it's up to Flint if he want's to leave this realm or not. Please Flint! I need to help my little ones. I can feel that many have died during the fight with that Name @Throne Trinity . Will they retrieve Flint's body from Zephyr @Delacare ? Lena, I hope you didn't forget about us. Find the Egg of Regeneration and use it along with you're healing magic on the bird. -Gods! I need rest..."