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Post by Evan on Dec 2, 2015 20:54:23 GMT -6
Alroth diverted the recoil and immediately prepared for another swing. With no regard for Ooro and Manasa, he swung again at Oxy with as much force as before. With all three of them distracting each other, it would have been difficult to avoid a second time.
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Post by not u on Dec 2, 2015 20:59:55 GMT -6
"W-Where is...my son..." she managed to say, sitting up again. It seemed she had managed to regain control. "What the hell is happening?" "I'm so god damn sick of you." He finally spat. "You've put everyone here in danger. The rest of the guild is fighting with the fearen your son summoned upstairs while half of us had to chase your sorry ass down. Not to mention all the attacks you've been throwing our way." Zerah growled at the woman. He could hear the commotion upstairs echoing through the chamber. Hounds barking, people shouting, weapons clashing. All because of this woman. "We either get rid of the witch now, or you get the hell out of the guild when all this is over." The imp didn't move, waiting to see if Osseus or Enoch stopped him. Enoch stepped forward, frowning. Thankfully, the other two members didn't seem nearly as keen on killing her. "Zerah, hold on. Don't kill her." His gaze settled on the woman, who his voice growing colder. "She's not the witch anymore. Just a liar." He frowned and walked over, to her side, leaning against the wall. "Oxy's upstairs, attacking the guild. Clarissa triggered him, and because you couldn't get whatever... situation this is under control, he's in danger." He scowled at her. "You should really start figuring out how you're going to explain this not just for your own sake, but for your son." He cursed himself under his breath. If he'd known about this wild card, a person with no regard towards Oxy's triggers or the safety of the guild, he never would've just walked away from that debacle last night. His heart beat loudly in his chest as the sound of the chaos upstairs echoed dimly through the dungeon. This could have been avoided. This could have been avoided. I want Zerah and Galystris to stand guard and watch Celty, while Enoch and Osseus come upstairs with me. We have to stop Oxy." Kama then looked over to Celty with a somewhat angry look on his face as he said "Don't you dare move Celty. Don't worry about Oxy. I'll make sure your son stays safe." Enoch looked back at Kama, nodding quickly. "Alright," he replied, holding his glare on Celty for another moment before pulling back and leaving the dungeon, running back towards the main hall and skidding to a stop as he witnessed the chaos Oxy had unleashed. Fearen in the castle, people injured, screaming... and Ooro and Manasa in the trajectory of Alroth's attack. "Ooro! Manasa! Look out!!" he shouted, widening his eyes.
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Dec 2, 2015 21:13:10 GMT -6
Zerah snarled as everyone told him to hold himself back. He wanted nothing more than to tear this woman's head off with his own two hands. But his better judgement got the best of him. He began moving the blades closer to Celty's neck, until they were touching the skin.
"I wasn't threatening to kill her. I was promising I would kill her." Zerah scowled at the woman as he morphed his blades back into a claw.
Kama's request was a tad more than he could manage with one hand. He hadn't really wanted to show this, but figured he should follow the man's orders. Zerah's left arm fell into a puddle, revealing the stump from his incident all those years ago. The puddle quickly made its way over to Zerah's right arm, making the claw enormous compared to anything else the imp had done before. He made the tar-like substance more liquidized and placed his hand over Celty's body, leaving only her head uncovered. Zerah turned his head towards the ice mage.
"Don't freeze this. They're my arms. I need them." Zerah stated, plainly. "You should go help the others. It sounds like Oxy is causing quite a bit of trouble because of...that witch." Zerah shot a glare in Celty's direction. He looked down at his stump arm. The fealing of not having anything there for a longer period of time was something the imp had never felt before. It almost felt as though the arm was still there.
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Post by zenguardian on Dec 2, 2015 21:24:19 GMT -6
As the fearen rushed in, Fallen quickly reformed the cuffs he had into a bow. He fired arrows at the hound fearen before they could attack anyone and make the situation even worse for the child. Fortunately, only three of them were summoned. Thinking back to the battle against Tairaga, Fallen just remembered Oxy being capable of such a feat. It was always a possibility. How could they have forgotten? If Celty or the witch inside of her decided to, the could bring fearen from all directions to annihilate the guild. Because that hadn't happened, Fallen had hope that the shapeshifter really wanted to be with them. Fallen cursed under his breath. There were too many unknowns about the members in his guild. If he had only gotten to know them each individually, there would be less surprises like this.
Fallen reached into his pouch and grabbed a luminous gem. Striking this object against a hard surface would cause it to emit a bright light, like a flash bomb. He would use this to stun Oxy so that he could be restrained more easily.
Fallen raised his arm above his head. "Everyone, close your eyes." He said, throwing the rock onto the ground in front of Oxy.
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Post by Emily on Dec 2, 2015 21:26:15 GMT -6
Kama spoke loudly so that Zerah could hear him and replied "Calm down Zerah! Galystris is right. We don't want to kill Celty if she's innocent and we don't know enough about this witch yet to take action so I'll deal with her later when we have time. You can trap her in place with your goo right? Make sure she stays there, and Galystris make sure to freeze her in place with your ice as well. Make sure she doesn't leave this dungeon at all costs. I want Zerah and Galystris to stand guard and watch Celty, while Enoch and Osseus come upstairs with me. We have to stop Oxy." Kama then looked over to Celty with a somewhat angry look on his face as he said "Don't you dare move Celty. Don't worry about Oxy. I'll make sure your son stays safe." "Yes sir." she said with a nod of acknowledgement. It seemed that she would be making sure both Celty and Zerah don't step out of line. Just perfect. She stood her ground, watching the two carefully, makin sure they both don't do anything odd. "Don't freeze this. They're my arms. I need them." Zerah stated, plainly. "You should go help the others. It sounds like Oxy is causing quite a bit of trouble because of...that witch." Zerah shot a glare in Celty's direction. He looked down at his stump arm. The fealing of not having anything there for a longer period of time was something the imp had never felt before. It almost felt as though the arm was still there. Galystris turned her attention to Zerah as he began to speak. "I wasn't initially planning on it, but I will if I have to." The mage countered. "I was also given instructions, you know. You're still stuck with me." She placed a hand on her hip, but kept herself ready to cast a spell if needed, as her hands were still visibly covered by a frosty aura. |
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Post by Allie on Dec 2, 2015 21:28:59 GMT -6
All he could do was cower on the floor, listening in on Enoch's explanation of the events that transpired in the past few minutes. At least then, he got a better idea on what was happening. But...why? Who was Clarissa, why did she take over Celty's body, and what did that mean for the guild? The whole situation felt much too complex to be comprehended at that moment in time, leaving his head a molten mess of confusion. A loud, haggard voice rang through the dungeon, calling out the 5 in the cramped room.
"Kama!" He yelled, only to discover his voice resonating once more, the witch's spell wearing off. "Yeah, I'll be up there!" Osseus yelled, a bit relieved at being able to leave the area. He picked up the golden chalice and stuffed it in his bag. The rational part of him hated himself for keeping something so impractical, but the kleptomaniac in him relished in being able to sell it off for loads of cash. He dusted off his pants and sauntered over to the leader, shooting daggers at Celty in the process.
Judging from Enoch's expression, prying into the situation would only result in more chaos. He hung his head as he prepared for his objective, that being all he could do. The light stung his eyes a bit, being adjusted from the darkness, but he managed to get himself together. He only heard what Fallen had said before trying to compose his thoughts.
When Oxy called Tairaga daddy... when Celty's personality switched on a dime... when the kid was overcome with anxiety...
Everything was too difficult for him to understand. He closed his eyes to avoid the impact.
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Post by ChibiGissy on Dec 2, 2015 21:37:57 GMT -6
Mimisko is lost on what to do. She feels that....
I messed up
Please
Let something uplifting happen.
I don't wanna hurt these guys.
Not even Oxy.
PLEASE!!!!!!!
That snapped Mimisko out of her trance. She closed her eyes and puts on her blindfold. She opens up her eyes in the blindfold but it's filled with eye so she can see everyone by there body heat.
Is Fallen preforming a rocky spell? Nah, that's ridiculous.
"Is there anything I can help with this situation get better..?"
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Dec 2, 2015 21:38:29 GMT -6
Galystris turned her attention to Zerah as he began to speak. "I wasn't initially planning on it, but I will if I have to." The mage countered. "I was also given instructions, you know. You're still stuck with me." She placed a hand on her hip, but kept herself ready to cast a spell if needed, as her hands were still visibly covered by a frosty aura. Zerah turned and glared at the frost mage. Zerah rolled his eyes at her snarky comment, clearly not amused with her. "Look, lady. There's no way she's getting out of this. But, this tar stuff, yeah, it's made of my blood. I'm sure you are aware of what happens when a person loses all there blood." Zerah snapped "If you froze this goo and she broke out, which would be an incredible feat, given her current condition, you'd have one hell of a time fighting her alone, because there's no way I'd stick around without my arms." The imp was already on edge, and didn't need some person being sassy with him. "You can stay here all you want. Chances are the guild is getting slaughtered as we speak, and could probably use your help. But you'd rather follow orders and let your teammates die, which is fine by me. If I were a coward, I would do the same." Zerah rolled his eyes once more before fixating them back on Celty. |
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Post by Emily on Dec 2, 2015 21:56:26 GMT -6
Zerah turned and glared at the frost mage. Zerah rolled his eyes at her snarky comment, clearly not amused with her. "Look, lady. There's no way she's getting out of this. But, this tar stuff, yeah, it's made of my blood. I'm sure you are aware of what happens when a person loses all there blood." Zerah snapped "If you froze this goo and she broke out, which would be an incredible feat, given her current condition, you'd have one hell of a time fighting her alone, because there's no way I'd stick around without my arms." The imp was already on edge, and didn't need some person being sassy with him. "You can stay here all you want. Chances are the guild is getting slaughtered as we speak, and could probably use your help. But you'd rather follow orders and let your teammates die, which is fine by me. If I were a coward, I would do the same." Zerah rolled his eyes once more before fixating them back on Celty. She grit her teeth, but kept herself from getting angry. No point in that. That comment hit her, though. That was some anger she couldn't push back. No one calls her a coward. "Curb your tongue." she hissed. "There are more people--capable people at that, in there with the child, and I cannot trust you to be alone with Celty, or Clarissa, or god knows who at this point, so don't bullshit me until I leave you alone, because it won't work." She kept her composure, despite being visibly angry. "And if it made you angry to the point of resulting to useless name-calling, I will not freeze your arms. My apologies." She turned her attention back to Celty. She would apologize to her about it being overall unpleasant for her to be around their prattle, but she didn't feel she was deserving of an apology. Voicing that opinion will not do much though. |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Dec 2, 2015 22:20:07 GMT -6
Zerah turned and glared at the frost mage. Zerah rolled his eyes at her snarky comment, clearly not amused with her. "Look, lady. There's no way she's getting out of this. But, this tar stuff, yeah, it's made of my blood. I'm sure you are aware of what happens when a person loses all there blood." Zerah snapped "If you froze this goo and she broke out, which would be an incredible feat, given her current condition, you'd have one hell of a time fighting her alone, because there's no way I'd stick around without my arms." The imp was already on edge, and didn't need some person being sassy with him. "You can stay here all you want. Chances are the guild is getting slaughtered as we speak, and could probably use your help. But you'd rather follow orders and let your teammates die, which is fine by me. If I were a coward, I would do the same." Zerah rolled his eyes once more before fixating them back on Celty. She grit her teeth, but kept herself from getting angry. No point in that. That comment hit her, though. That was some anger she couldn't push back. No one calls her a coward. "Curb your tongue." she hissed. "There are more people--capable people at that, in there with the child, and I cannot trust you to be alone with Celty, or Clarissa, or god knows who at this point, so don't bullshit me until I leave you alone, because it won't work." She kept her composure, despite being visibly angry. "And if it made you angry to the point of resulting to useless name-calling, I will not freeze your arms. My apologies." She turned her attention back to Celty. She would apologize to her about it being overall unpleasant for her to be around their prattle, but she didn't feel she was deserving of an apology. Voicing that opinion will not do much though. Zerah didn't care much for the woman's apologies. He had had nothing but bad experiences with the woman since he entered the guild. In fact, almost all his experiences in the guild were bad. "Well you'd be mad too if somebody cut your arms off and froze them" Zerah waved his stump at her. "Like I said, stay here all you want, I'm not trying to bullshit you into leaving. I get it, you don't trust me. Hell, no one in this guild trusts me. And you know what, I don't blame you." He laughed to himself. "To be honest, if it were just Celty and I in here, I'd have killed her quite some time ago, and would be upstairs helping the guild. If I were doing that instead, maybe they'd start to trust me." Zerah sat down on the floor, keeping his engorged arm pointed in Celty's direction. "Instead, I'm stuck here with a horrible witch, the mother of a fearen child, and a woman who quite literally stabbed me in the back. Not that you noticed. Firing your icicles, clearly not paying attention to where your teamates were at. But it's fine. Who cares about teammates, right? You only look out for yourself, and if a teammate gets killed in the process, that's there fault for not being able to see the giant ice blast coming from behind them." Zerah realized he had been talking for quite some time, but honestly didn't care. "So why not take a load off, Galy. We'll be here for quite some time. Someone will eventually come for us. Either the other guild members or Oxy and his fearen gang once they kill them all. Either way, we'll be here a while. Either way, Celty over here is gonna die. I say we just end her now. It's more merciful than letting her wait it out for Kama to come to the same conclusion most of the guild already has. Kill her, kill Oxy. Hell, they'll probably kill me, since that witch went ahead and told them about my mask. Oh well." Zerah finally went silent. He had rambled on for quite some time, trying to get all the thoughts in his head out into the open. |
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Post by Emily on Dec 2, 2015 22:50:37 GMT -6
(( MonkeyandMooseInc)) "....watch your mouth, Zerah, I haven't the energy for this." It took every fiber of her being to not do anything stupid, or show any hint of emotion. That was he wanted, and she wouldn't give him any sort of victory. "If you're looking for trust, I'd advise you to think more carefully about the things you say. And my apologies for that. I should pay more attention." Another apology without any sort of emotional backing. Hm, so people still weren't over that, huh? It's funny how everyone focused on the minor, in her opinion, issues she had caused instead of the victory she had poured herself into. But he did get the part about her being self serving right. She fully embraced that fact. Well, not everyone knew to focus on the positives of people. Or just not focus on them at all. She diverted her attention from Zerah's insolence, and think more about what really mattered. "And I understand where you're coming from, but it is not my or your place to decide the fate of this woman." She stated plainly. "And instead of moping about it, go and gain the trust of your guild members. If you wish to go fight with them, go. I'm not stopping you. You were just calling me a coward for not going up to deal with Oxy, were you not?" She smoothed down a strand of her hair and averted her gaze away from Zerah, as she didn't want to bother with looking at him anymore. She internally cursed Kama for giving them a job together. ((Hey, so I came up with some stuff about ice magic and stuff that I used heavily to develop Galystris' personality, but if it's not a good idea, I'll stop using it. I was thinking that maybe the two main schools of magic (ice and fire) would come from two different energy sources. In order to master fire, you must be determined and in tune with your emotions, as fire tends to connect with passion. Ice, however, you must be in tune with your mind, but it is hard to master, as letting your emotions cloud your mind and effect your descisions would weaken the mage's connection to their energy source. So, Galystris is so disconnected wit the affairs of others, and so intent on pushing her emotions back because she wants to keep her magic strong. Sorry if this is stupid ;-  ) |
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Post by titee on Dec 2, 2015 22:54:13 GMT -6
A fearen dug it's teeth into Manasa's shoulder, causing her to scream out in pain momentarily but she did not falter or change her focus. "Oxy." She struggled to move closer, attempting to swaddle the child in the cloth. With each step she dragged the fearen with her as it dug at her flesh. If she didn't stop him now the other guild members would, and that would mean the death of him. She couldn't possible let that happen. "It's me, M-" her sentence was cut off as a second fearen bit her ankle, causing her to cry out once more, but only momentarily. "Mana." She forced a smile. "you're okay now, Shhh, you're-"
Manasa snapped to attention as she hear her name, her face grimed.
It was too late. All Manasa could do was attempt to swivel her body in an attempt to further shield Oxy, but the fearen attacking her made doing so difficult if not impossible. She was helpless to defend herself.
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Post by cassiroll on Dec 3, 2015 0:01:35 GMT -6
Oxy’s growls stopped and he went quiet, staring at Manasa with a flicker of recognition. “M-Ma…na…” He rasped, shaking his head rapidly. “M-Mana…” He let out a snarl and blinked hard, his features starting to morph back to his normal fearen form. This was quickly halted, however, as Alroth’s attack was directed towards Manasa as she tried to shield him. His eyes went wide and tears suddenly came into his eyes. “MANA!” He screeched, just as Fallen’s rock glowed with blinding light. He couldn’t see, so he screeched an order instead. The fearen that were attacking Manasa let go and suddenly pushed themselves in the way of the attack, taking the worst of the blow. Oxy started to go up to her, returned to his senses at last, but he stopped when he saw the surrounding carnage, backing away as his eyes went wide with horror. He looks from Ooro’s bleeding arm, to the injuries Manasa sustained, to the rest of the room that was torn apart. He looked ready to take off at any moment. “I…I-I…” he couldn’t get any words to come from his mouth. He dashed to one of the corners of the room, as far away from the other guild members as he could, and covered his face with his arms, wrapping his tail around him as though he could obscure himself from the scene.
Celty had been quiet this whole time, unable to find the words to respond to anyone. This had ended in the worst way possible. No one would trust her now, and she couldn’t blame them. She lowered her head quietly, speaking to no one directly and more so just mumbling from the shock. “He deserved to be happy…” her lower lip quivered as tears pooled into her eyes. She could feel her hand was missing a glove, and she managed to put two and two together in her disheveled state. “I did everything I could, but it was always the wrong choice. The more I gave up, the bigger grave I dug for myself. And now here we are, at the end. And it was all for nothing. He’s going to die.” She closed her eyes tightly and shook, not caring what the others thought of the sniveling wreck she currently was. She knew how much she’d messed up, and she knew where this road ended. “He’s not a demon, he’s just scared. He’s not a beast he’s a child. He’s not a monster, he’s my son.” Her words became inaudible at this point; so quiet and hysterical they couldn’t be picked up on.
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Post by titee on Dec 3, 2015 0:12:06 GMT -6
Manasa watched as Oxy not only reverted to his normal self as much as he could without the aid of his cloak but also commanded the fearen to protect her and Ooro. Still hurt, Manasa slowly walked toward the child, sitting down a few feet away from him. "Oxy, thank you. You helped me." She smiled, covering her hand with the silk and offering it towards the child. "I'll keep you safe, I promise. Please don't cry." The dancer looked up towards the rest of her guild, eyes pleading for mercy. To her the child was innocent, there was no reason why their blades should be turned on him. 'Please' she mouthed to them, hoping they would lower their weapons.
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Post by zenguardian on Dec 3, 2015 0:14:12 GMT -6
Fallen nodded. He reformed the xylodes into handcuffed again and floated them in front of the child.
"I'm going to restrain you, Oxy. At least until your... mother... and our other allies return." He then put the cuffs on Oxy wrists, binding them together.
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