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Post by funnybunnyjay on Dec 3, 2015 0:37:39 GMT -6
((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 ;-  ) ((I like this idea. It matches perfectly with what has been established for the lore so far. I say go ahead and make this a thing.)) Kama rushed over and saw that the battle was over. Oxy was back to normal and the fearens were killed. Kama sighed in relief as it looked like no one died from this incident, and he then gave orders once again "Everyone follow me into the dungeon downstairs. We're going to discuss this and get to the bottom of this." He then looked over to the guild and told them "I'm no good with kids. Someone carry Oxy to the dungeon below and try to keep him calm." Kama grabbed a torch on his way to the dungeon and walked back down to where Celty was. Fortunately for him Zerah and Galystris kept her in place. He looked over to them and said "Good work you two. Oxy calmed down and stopped attacking, and everyone in the guild is still alive. I'm going to need Celty to stay trapped here until I'm done discussing things with her so hold on just a little longer." "And now for you... Celty." Kama said with his anger quickly rising "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING? YOU DECEIVED US AND YOU PUT OUR ENTIRE GUILD IN DANGER! WE COULD'VE DIED OUT THERE!" Kama's anger was starting to get out of control. Fire began circling around his feet as he was about to go berserk. Kama aggressively punched the wall beside him and thought back to what Manasa said the other day about the guild's teamwork. "Maybe Manasa was right" he said in a quieter tone "This guild doesn't have good teamwork. We don't trust each other. I'm dissapointed in you Celty. I had faith in you. I believed in you... what do you have to say for yourself?" Kama was still willing to give Celty a second chance, and it could be seen in his eyes that he still wanted to believe in Celty, but he needed a reason to believe in her, and at this point in time he couldn't see that reason. |
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Post by cassiroll on Dec 3, 2015 0:54:13 GMT -6
Oxy allowed the handcuffs to be placed around his hands with no struggle; in fact, he held them out when they got closer. He stared at them quietly before running into the cloth Manasa held out to him and sobbing into it. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” he repeated over and over, the words melting together into sobs and sniffles. He allowed whoever decided to take him down into the dungeon without any problems.
((Going to assume Celty hasn’t seen Oxy yet if someone (didn't)carry him down.)
Celty lowered her head, disgusted with everything that had happened. “Let’s just get this over with,” she muttered to Kama, seeming too broken to be phased by his words at the moment. “I’ll tell you everything. There’s no point anymore:
“I lived with the fearen for a year. I forgot that I was a shifter and had a child with one of them. He went by the name of Zulle as an alias, but it turns out he was Tairaga. My people weren't very good with keeping up with history and I doubt I would have realized this even if he had told me his name from the start. I gave birth to Oxy and was cast out when I was revealed as shifter. My child looked too fearen to be able to survive in this world, so I found a witch who would give him a powerful cloak to hide his appearance. It took half of my remaining lifespan, but she did not inform me what that truly meant until recently.
“I wandered for a year until I found this guild. I lied about everything so you would accept my son and I. I hoped ridding the world of fearen might cure him and that making allies could secure him some sense of safety after I was gone. But after the first battle, the witch came back. Apparently when she took half my life, she really meant my time. She get’s to use this body for ten years, and I guess it doesn’t matter when that is. I didn’t know she was here for very long time. It was during the second battle, when she possessed my son and me; she first made her presence clearly known. Clarissa, although she comes off as an obnoxious ass, is scared of the world. She was worried you would kill me if you knew what she was. So she told me if I told anyone about her she would kill my son.
“Everything I’ve done has been to protect him, so I had to agree. There was no way for me to tell anyone. She hears all my thoughts. He would’ve been dead before the words were past my lips. It wasn’t safe for him to be with me, but it wasn’t safe to leave him with the guild as well. I was trying to figure something out where Oxy could still survive.
“Then Zerah somehow found out about her. I guess that mask and the witch have some sort of history from what I could gather. He threatened to reveal her to the group if I didn’t give him something within a day. I don’t have anything of value. The best I could hope for was that he could be persuaded when the time came. My son was still at risk, no matter who told. I thought I have more time…but Manasa figured it out. So I guess he decided to just tell you then. I still don’t know why she didn’t live up to her threat. Clarissa claimed she would kill Oxy, but she didn’t. Even after the imp revealed and antagonized her.” She looked over at the imp, anger clear in her eyes. “You played with my child’s life like it was toy. I warned you what would happen and you still didn’t care. Clarissa was a threat, but you were the one who instigated this mess. Why didn’t you just kill me, or tell the guild you were so eager to gain the trust of? Why ask me to provide you with something when you knew I had nothing? And why the hell would you reveal her when she was holding my son, in front of everyone in the whole guild? You forced her into a damn corner where any idiot could see she was going to lash out.” She shook with rage as she grew in volume. One of Celty’s eyes glowed yellow, while they other stayed green. It was like they both were speaking at once. “Is this a game to you? Did you think it would be fun to play with the freaks so you could be the hero? Well, here we are now. Ready to be gutted whatever way you see fit. Go on; kill us! We’re the bad guys in all this so just pull down that mask and chop off our head. Burn us at the stake! Cut out our eyes! Torture us if you like! Because that’s what the heros do. They slaughter.” Her other eye picked up the yellow glow as a violet tear leaked out of one eye, and it was clear that it was only Clarissa’s words coming through now. “Limbs cut off, burned alive, hanged, boiled, disemboweled, you name it. I’ve had them all. All by the hands of heros like you. It didn’t matter if the person I was in cared or not. Hell, I gave them something they wanted! Most of them wouldn’t have lived without me! But the second someone shouts ‘witch’ the heads start rolling. I started out innocent and it was the ‘good guys’ who fucked everything up.” She leaned back, pissy and trying to appear like this was her own choice. “So please, go on and kill me. I expect no less. Prove to me this pack of sheep is just another group of ‘heros’.” Her eyes flickered back to green.
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Post by norimo on Dec 3, 2015 1:17:00 GMT -6
While Ooro had intended to evade incoming attacks and stay on the defense, she had assumed that perhaps the other recruits would keep the remaining fearen at bay. The hounds approached at their sides, and Ooro could feel the tension setting in. She had still felt guilt for her actions in the past and had yet to reach a decision on her position as a combatant.
It became apparent that her hopes of cooperation were shattered when Alroth had returned, still persistent in their pursuit. Her eyes grew wide as the shock on her face became oblivious. Why? She wondered, How could they do this so easily!? As a bright light exploded in front of them, Ooro shut her eyes- temporarily unaware of the scenario that unfolded. Upon opening them, she had seen Manasa had taken the brute of the fearen attack. However, the dancer had been successful as she could hear a familiar voice...
Oxy regained his senses, and even commanded the fearen to protect them from Alroth's blow. The child retreated to a corner in a panic, while Manasa followed along. She was relieved beyond belief that he was back to his self, but Alroth...
The beast reared its head to look at the suit of armor, a hint of anger in its eyes as it stared back at the figure. There was nothing to be said between them. Ooro didn't want to believe that they were serious about their suggestion back in the woods- but their actions made them perfectly clear. As she began to stroll away, her body began to revert back. She held her wounded arm as the blood dripped onto the marble, the pain still fresh in her nerves. Her eyes scanned the table, before spotting the chair that had been flung to the side with her rucksack tossed beside it. Carefully, she flung it over one shoulder as she tried not to make any jolting movements to further agitate her injury.
Ooro strolled over to the dancer, who was cradling the child close to her body with a pleading expression. As she was about to offer her aid, the archer who had helped her in the previous battle had bound the young one's wrists, and she averted her eyes. At the moment, she was unsure if she was in a position to object. While it could prove to be helpful if he lost control again; it was still hard to watch a child earn such treatment.
Her eyebrows drew together, her lip tightening as the child sobbed desperately into Manasa's fabric. She wanted to console him, to tell him it was going to be alright... but she truthfully didn't know if it was going to be. After seeing Alroth's reaction, who knows what the others could be thinking?
Kama had called out to the guild as he successfully incapacitated Celty with the help of the other recruits. She looked towards Manasa, and motioned as though they would go together, "If Rezza doesn't follow, I'll tend to your injuries." As she trekked down the stairs and into the dungeon, she could spot the mother being held in place. Anxiety began to stir within her, as Kama harshly interrogated the woman with obvious fury as the flames began to gather at his feet. While listening to their exchange, she had begun to wrap her arm up, paying close attention to their conversation when-
Her gaze shifted to Zerah, taken aback by his dirty tactics. When she observed his gentle nature with Oxy, she had thought her suspicions were unjustified and gathered unreasonably. Yet with this new information arising, it would seem he did act in a rather suspicious manner. As she continued to hear her tale, Ooro felt like smacking her own head. Oxy had said something about her being a witch back when they got lost, but she had assumed he was in foul mood and wasn't literal.
...Her mind went blank. The words had hit her hard. Already was she thrown into a state of uncertainty with the guild's discovery about the fearen, but now her involvement labeled her a "hero." A "hero" who uses violence as their means of perpetuated justice. She hung her head low, as the guilt churned in her stomach. She continued to observe in silence, as now she felt she had little say.
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Post by funnybunnyjay on Dec 3, 2015 1:29:01 GMT -6
"Don't try and change the subject to Zerah here. You're the one who got us all nearly killed" Kama said. He then looked over to Zerah and said "I'll hear out your side of the story later Zerah but don't hurt her and you'll be fine. I don't want Celty to be injured."
Kama turned his attention back to Clarissa as he said "You could've killed me with that stone weapon you sent flying towards me. You could've killed countless members by provoking Oxy to turn into his fearen form, and for that I should beat the living hell out of you just like everyone else did. If you told me upfront about all of this when you joined the guild I would have a reason to trust you... but..." Kama thought back to when Celty thought Oxy was dead. The tears that streamed down her face that day seemed genuine. She truly cared about her son and Oxy was an innocent child.
Kama said "Oxy deserves better. Oxy is more safe with us than he is alone with you. If you promise not to attack us again and fight for our cause then I'll let you stay in the guild unharmed and do everything I can to protect the young boy, but this will be your last chance. GOT IT!?"
Kama wanted the witch to accept this deal, not for her own sake or for Celty, but because he didn't want Oxy to suffer any more than he already has.
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Post by cassiroll on Dec 3, 2015 1:33:12 GMT -6
"Don't try and change the subject to Zerah here. You're the one who got us all nearly killed" Kama said. He then looked over to Zerah and said "I'll hear out your side of the story later Zerah but don't hurt her and you'll be fine. I don't want Celty to be injured." Kama turned his attention back to Clarissa as he said "You could've killed me with that stone weapon you sent flying towards me. You could've killed countless members by provoking Oxy to turn into his fearen form, and for that I should beat the living hell out of you just like everyone else did. If you told me upfront about all of this when you joined the guild I would have a reason to trust you... but..." Kama thought back to when Celty thought Oxy was dead. The tears that streamed down her face that day seemed genuine. She truly cared about her son and Oxy was an innocent child. Kama said "Oxy deserves better. Oxy is more safe with us than he is alone with you. If you promise not to attack us again and fight for our cause then I'll let you stay in the guild unharmed and do everything I can to protect the young boy, but this will be your last chance. GOT IT!?" Kama wanted the witch to accept this deal, not for her own sake or for Celty, but because he didn't want Oxy to suffer any more than he already has. Celty paused for a moment, seeming to converse with the witch for a moment before one of her eyes flickered again, both beings using the same mouth again. "Fine." |
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Post by zenguardian on Dec 3, 2015 1:38:45 GMT -6
"Is any of what she's saying true, Zerah? Please, tell us the truth. You have a lot of nerve threatening to kill Celty when you have just as many unknowns. Besides, if Celty's secrets were found out, it would only be a matter of time until your's are also revealed." Fallen said to Zerah. He liked the imp. He hoped that a "simple imp" was all he was.
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Post by funnybunnyjay on Dec 3, 2015 1:43:27 GMT -6
Kama said "Let her go Zerah." He then looked over to the other guild members in the dungeon and said "Celty is going to stay in the guild but one more wrong move and she's out. Now everyone let's continue our meeting here." He then sighed and mumbled to himself "I'm getting too old for this shit. This isn't what I signed up for when I made this guild."
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Dec 3, 2015 2:10:15 GMT -6
“Then Zerah somehow found out about her. I guess that mask and the witch have some sort of history from what I could gather. He threatened to reveal her to the group if I didn’t give him something within a day. I don’t have anything of value. The best I could hope for was that he could be persuaded when the time came. My son was still at risk, no matter who told. I thought I have more time…but Manasa figured it out. So I guess he decided to just tell you then. I still don’t know why she didn’t live up to her threat. Clarissa claimed she would kill Oxy, but she didn’t. Even after the imp revealed and antagonized her.” She looked over at the imp, anger clear in her eyes. “You played with my child’s life like it was toy. I warned you what would happen and you still didn’t care. Clarissa was a threat, but you were the one who instigated this mess. Why didn’t you just kill me, or tell the guild you were so eager to gain the trust of? Why ask me to provide you with something when you knew I had nothing? And why the hell would you reveal her when she was holding my son, in front of everyone in the whole guild? You forced her into a damn corner where any idiot could see she was going to lash out.” She shook with rage as she grew in volume. One of Celty’s eyes glowed yellow, while they other stayed green. It was like they both were speaking at once. “Is this a game to you? Did you think it would be fun to play with the freaks so you could be the hero? Well, here we are now. Ready to be gutted whatever way you see fit. Go on; kill us! We’re the bad guys in all this so just pull down that mask and chop off our head. Burn us at the stake! Cut out our eyes! Torture us if you like! Because that’s what the heros do. They slaughter.” Her other eye picked up the yellow glow as a violet tear leaked out of one eye, and it was clear that it was only Clarissa’s words coming through now. “Limbs cut off, burned alive, hanged, boiled, disemboweled, you name it. I’ve had them all. All by the hands of heros like you. It didn’t matter if the person I was in cared or not. Hell, I gave them something they wanted! Most of them wouldn’t have lived without me! But the second someone shouts ‘witch’ the heads start rolling. I started out innocent and it was the ‘good guys’ who fucked everything up.” She leaned back, pissy and trying to appear like this was her own choice. “So please, go on and kill me. I expect no less. Prove to me this pack of sheep is just another group of ‘heros’.” Her eyes flickered back to green. Zerah would have been surprised by the witch calling him out and Kama forgiving her, but in reality, Zerah felt nothing inside. There was no anger, no anxiety, no fear, no disgust. Just nothing. Nothing, all except for one thing. HATRED. Zerah's engorged arm began to boil and bubble as these events transpired, the idea that she was so easily forgiven when he had gotten nothing but the cold shoulder and worried look from everyone he encountered thus far filled the imp with so much hatred for nearly everyone in the guild. Zerah's eyes began to snap all around the room, the mask's eyes illuminating the entire room in a vibrant purple. "OF COURSE IT'S TRUE!!! DO YOU THINK SOMEONE DUMB ENOUGH TO BRING A HALF-FEAREN CHILD AND MANIACAL WITCH INTO A GUILD COULD COME UP WITH SUCH AN ELABORATE LIE SO QUICkLY!?!?" Zerah was fuming. The imp stood up off the ground, lifting Celty up along with him. "But you know what, I gotta commend your bravery Celty. It took a lot of guts to out me like that. To bad they're about to be splattered all over the wall" Zerah snarled. He wasn't paying any attention to the others at this point. "Yes, everything she said was true. I made a deal with her. Wanna know why? Because her and her son nearly killed me in battle, sending all the fearen after me. So of course I wanted some sort of repayment, considering it isn't every day you try and save somebody for no reason. I tried to help quite a few of you. I tried helping Enoch, Daryn and Altheron. They shooed me away. I tried helping Celty and Oxy. They tried killing me. The only kind people to me, being Ooro, Fallen and Manasa, surely see me for what all of you see me as now. A monster." Zerah was speaking so fast it was hard to keep up. "I was never trying to play with your child's life. To think you had the audacity to call me an asshole in front of everyone when I TRIED DEFENDING YOU AND YOUR CHILD, only to come crawling back to me, begging me not to say a word." Zerah let out an inhuman laugh. "In fact, when I told you to make another deal with me when I was fully aware you had nothing at all, IT WAS A FUCKING BLUFF, YOU IDIOT. There was no way I was willing to try and sabotage you knowing that you could easily do the same to me. I came into this guild, only looking out for me. I never wanted to kill you. I never wanted any problems with you. I was just looking out for myself. But your kid began to grow on me, and I was willing to try and change. I even SPARED YOU when I've had the perfect opportunity to kill you this entire time, and yet you STILL have the guts to call me out and insult me. I'd say you're brave, but in reality, you're a moron." Zerah dropped Celty to the cold stone floor, still staring her way. "But you know what. You won, yet again. This guild? They'll all forgive you. But me? The guy they barely trusted to begin with? They're sure to off me at the soonest chance they get. So thank you, Celty. I finally found a place to call home, and you ruined it for me." Zerah slammed his hand onto the floor, next to where the shifter's body had landed, a crater left in the ground when he moved it away. "That's how easy it would have been to end you. And even now, after all this, I'm still not willing to kill you. And the best part is, I have no idea why. This blood your guild's preeeeecious Rylan put into me must've really driven me insane." Zerah's arm partially collapsed into a puddle, making it's way back onto his stump and forming back into his arm. Zerah began to walk out the doorway, turning back for an instant. "I'll be at the front of the castle. All of you are free to kill me, if you so choose. I can see it in your eyes. It's what you want to do." Zerah walked out of the dungeon, up the stairway and back out to the front of the castle, waiting for whatever was to come next. {Final Comic of Zerah and Rylan}  |
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Post by Miki Sayaka on Dec 3, 2015 2:21:16 GMT -6
A strong feeling of hesitation overcame Rezza as he slowly opened his eyes. The child was back to "normal" and the threats were gone. He shook as he thought of the fact his death could have been so close with the duration of time he spent with this guild. Orders to come down to the basement snapped him into reality, he wanted to get away from that thing as soon as he could and into the protection of others. Immediately his quaking legs brought him up off the floor. He brought the knife he was clutching close to his chest in a defensive manner, his left hand latching onto his right arm tightly, and stumbled towards the dungeon. Once down there he placed himself against a wall and simply gazed blankly at the scene presented before the guild, still shaken over what had happened.
'Why are we even debating this, what was SHE doing besides just trying to survive, how is this woman considered a bigger threat than the literal monster? That thing doesn't belong in this world, why are they so bent on protecting it?' A quivering hand brought itself up to wipe gingerly at his eyes while he continued to grasp the knife tightly. The others continued to speak back and forth his attention fading until the imp snapped. Zerah's violent outburst causing the healer to tense up and shake even more notably. Rezza sank to the ground shrinking into the corner where the wall and the floor met as best he could, losing his grip on the knife it dropped into his lap.
"This was a mistake. This guild was a mistake." He chanted to himself as his gaze fell to the ground.
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Post by melty on Dec 3, 2015 2:32:25 GMT -6
Luair saw that Oxy had regained his normal form. She was breathing heavily, yet still had the strength to say 'Thank goodness.' She hadn't interacted with him that much, but she thought Oxy as a sweet child, born into unfortune. She wanted to say she didn't mind if he were to lose control as long as the guild could rectify it, but her scrapes from fighting with the hounds were no joke. She had extorted power she hadn't yet to regain, so instead of being able to walk off the fight she was left to stagger off instead.
'I have to make sure the rest are okay...'
There was no easy way of entering the dungeon. To jump would be too risky and in her current state would only exemplify her injuries. She saw that Oxy was being carried off and knew that she had to follow. Perhaps she saw a little of herself in Oxy, a child whose fate is often decided by others more than himself, grappling to understand the circumstances. Perhaps this was the reason she had no qualms to defend in. In the case where the majority would hold some anger towards Celty, Luair couldn't bring herself to do the same. She muttered a chant, one that would form a barrier around her. This is the extent of what her spells could do, luckily with Tveiralmr in hand they had a greater effect. She leaned over the hole and taking one step lowered herself until she dropped down. Hitting the ground was not pleasant, the spell didn't cushion all of the damage and instantly wore off the moment of the collision. She hoistened herself to stand and walked towards the scene of the conflict.
She suddenly cried out, 'No please!' and hurried over to Kama and the others there. 'Please Kama, surely there are other options. I do not want to go against your decision but.. there must be another way to solve this!'
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Post by cassiroll on Dec 3, 2015 2:38:32 GMT -6
Celty stared in shock as the imp left. His words hadn't swayed her at all, she'd gotten none of the emotions and secret feelings from her encounters with him and to her it just seemed like another giant bluff. She was trembling from the crater left in the floor near her now, and from the other members of the guild that were staring at her. They knew everything now. Literally everything. She'd be lucky to survive the night.
"Ma!" Oxy's voice squeaked from the crowd of people and he rushed towards her, arms still handcuffed. Celty flinched when she saw him in fearen form, but quickly put her other glove back on and held out her arms to him. He ran into them, still sobbing. "I-I didn't w-want---but then---."
"Shhh," Celty whispered, tears flowing freely from her eyes. "You're alright. You're okay." Her face scrunched up and she pulled him towards herself as tightly as she could, her shoulders shaking. She felt the handcuffs dig into her stomach and she felt she might vomit that her son was in such a position. "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..."
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Post by Evan on Dec 3, 2015 2:53:08 GMT -6
"Was that enough for you?" Alroth said, entering the room in the dungeon. "I can't believe you'd even let them stay, but if that's what it takes to sooth your ego then so be it."
Once again the armor stepped forward, taking the same menacing stance as in the forest. This time his weapon was in flail form, and the ball let out a low, grating hum to the beat of the chain rattling as the tool was dragged across the stone floor. "We should kill them right now - both of them." Alroth said icily "Just two more fearen cleansed from the world."
"But if all of you... would rather keep them as pets" Alroth motioned with this, accenting the forceful word with the sound of chains and shifting metal "then maybe it's time we put them on leashes." The proposition was essentially the same one that the knight had made the night before. If these people didn't understand, Pinky was fully prepared to clarify specifically. She didn't care to be bothered by problems that had simple solutions - if trust was not viable, it needed to be replaced with some other form of insurance.
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Post by schribbit on Dec 3, 2015 3:46:09 GMT -6
After the fight against Oxy had ended, Daryn followed Kama and others down to the dungeon and listened to what was being said. She had been trying to listen to everyone's stories with the intent on coming to a decision on them, but with everyone talking for so long about things she didn't understand, she soon got lost. She wanted to trust Celty, but Celty had proved she didn't trust any of them by lying about her witch friend. She wanted to trust Oxy, but if she couldn't trust Celty then she couldn't trust her child. She couldn't come to any sort of decision on Zerah. Zerah had said in his story that he'd been trying to help so many times, but was always turned away. He'd said he was even attacked by the woman and her child. Daryn almost felt bad for mistrusting him, but remembered she still didn't know what the hell he was capable of, and decided she couldn't trust him either. He'd even said himself he was going insane. Something so volatile was something she didn't want to put faith in. Zerah had now left the room and Alroth came forward to speak. Daryn had always trusted the armor in battle and by that route, trusted the judgement of the pixie inside of it.
Daryn then was struck by the memory of how all her life she had been on her own and didn't need the friendship of others. It had changed when she joined the guild. Now, however, her previous feelings on being detached from people for her own sake came back to the front of her mind. She was going to follow the orders given by Kama. Let Celty and Oxy live. She wasn't going to trust them, but she was going to let them live. Personally, anyway. She would let Alroth do as he wanted.
She shook her head slowly over everything that had transpired in the past hour. She then took her leave up the dungeon steps, stopped in the hall and let her body drag down the side of a wall next to her, ending in herself being in a sitting position. She was exhausted. She needed a rest. All the feelings, all the thinking. She just needed a damn break.
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Post by not u on Dec 3, 2015 4:35:39 GMT -6
Enoch almost didn't want to follow them down into the dungeon as the battle between Oxy and the others settled, and the child reverted back into his peaceful state. A deep feeling of disgust began to settle in as he looked at his injured teammates, and the child now chained up in handcuffs. He was sick of this. He was sick of being lied to. He was sick of having to choose sides, and decide who deserved to be forgiven and who did not. Children. Mothers. People he considered to be friends, people who fought beside him, all were getting dragged into this absolute nightmare. His emotions had been wound up and pitted against his rationale time and time again, and he was starting to reach the snapping point. Reluctantly, he followed the rest of the guild down into the dungeon, listening in silence and leaning against the wall. He didn't even care to choose sides at this point, nor did he care much to figure out who was lying this time and who wasn't. He almost found himself chuckling out loud when Celty and Clarissa asked, Because if anyone had been treating the others like pawns in a game, it had been the two of them. Releasing Oxy on the group in such a manner was stupid. Most likely the worst move that damned witch could have made. Turning both mother and child against the guild in a single instant, not even 24 hours after his secret had been revealed... For someone who cares so much about avoiding death, she certainly knew how to make the absolute worst possible decisions. The priest cared little for her stories or excuses at this point. She could not be trusted. As Zerah stormed out and Alroth began his threats, Enoch watched as Daryn turned and walked out of the dungeon, torn on whether or not he should take his leave as well. He didn't want to be involved in this matter any longer. People had gotten hurt, and the fact that he indirectly contributed to that by letting Celty slide not once, but TWICE, made him nauesous. Ooro, Manasa, Luair... probably three of the people who deserved it the least. And Oxy... well he certainly didn't ask for any of this. It wasn't fair. He eventually opted to stay for the rest of the meeting, standing there in apathetic silence as Alroth issued his threats. Kama had already shared his opinion with the guild, which closely matched Enoch's. He had nothing more to say and simply let the discussion take its course.
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Post by titee on Dec 3, 2015 7:35:38 GMT -6
Manasa felt nauseous as the impromptu meeting took place, listening to both Celty and Zerah explain themselves. She felt so lied to, her trust so broken, yet these feelings were not directed towards Zerah. He was always honest towards the guild, this could not be said about Celty. Celty's lies had endangered Oxy, something Manasa simply could not stand for. Her trust was lost. Manasa shook as the decision to keep Celty in the guild was made. Maybe it would be better for Oxy if he stay and she left... no. What was she thinking? Manasa shook her head at the thought of separating the child from his mother.
"Back off, Pinky." Manasa hissed, venom on her tongue. "I still haven't forgiven you for trying to kill me." Her golden eyes flicked from the suit of armor to Rezza, causing her features to soften. She approached the healer, placing a hand on his shoulder and speaking in a much softer tone. "Are you okay?" She asked, looking down and into his eyes. "I'm sorry, I should have helped you back there."
Manasa then thought back to Kama's words, realizing he had heard her speech the other day. The dancer's cheeks flushed as she remembered her outburst, but maybe this was a good thing. Maybe the guild would finally talk about teamwork... And trust each other.
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