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Post by melty on Dec 6, 2015 18:08:01 GMT -6
After another rest, Luair awoke from a dream. It was a dream about the boy she was friends as a child; who she had many adventures together, as one could have in a confined area. He was training to be a knight, however knew fully well that the practices were only for ritual and there would be little chance to go face to face with a fearen. This was something he had always wanted, much to Luair's confusion. {Spoiler - Click to View}
It was another day and the boy had invited Luair to a secret meeting. She accepted, rather in curiosity than much else. The boy had his practice sword in hand, that was made of thatch and waved it high.
'Luair, we must defeat the fearen! With your magic and my swordmanship, we'll take them down!'
Luair as a child shook her head to this, 'We do not need to as long as we are here.' she said.
'But we can't be here forever.' he replied. 'Don't ya ever think of what's out there?'
'But it is better here.' Luair retorted, without a care.
'One day you won't think that o' sweet princess.' the boy had spoken in a mocking tone.
Luair puffed her cheeks, 'How insolent! I should not have come.' Her expression quickly softened after that.
The boy smiled, 'You need to find something you care about! Like I do!'
'I care about my people and my parents.'
'Something you really, really care about. That's out there!'
'I will not find anything like that. I am sure of it.' Luair thought about this and after so long now agreed to what he had said. She had found it. She then looked at the gap the ajar door left and sighed. It had been long since anyone had arrived and at this point it proved difficult to for her to be patient. She found it easier to sit up than last time, but there was still a considerable amount of pain. She shifted one leg to the floor, followed by the other and stood. She used the bed to stabilise her footing; feeling a little weak but it was manageable. The stone had done quite a lot of work, and she thought to thank Osseus more than she had done. She hobbled to the door, using whatever was in the room to get her there. The room she was in wasn't too far from the hall, where she presumed the others had returned to. She set off in hopes of encountering someone along the way. |
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Post by schribbit on Dec 6, 2015 18:15:51 GMT -6
"Well anyway! I want to study a bit in the library. You're more then welcome to join me if you wish." Manasa smiled and nodded towards Mimisko. She exited the armory, walking right past a flustered Daryn and down the hallway. Daryn...? Flustered...? Manasa stopped. She took a few paces backwards until she was stand beside Daryn, turning to speak to her. "Mmmm... Daryn, are you okay? Your face is red." "R-r-red?! What are you saying?! My face isn't red! I'm perfectly fine, you know!" Daryn shouted loudly, hands on her hips in a defiant stance. Her eyes were squeezed tight, her face tilted toward the ceiling and her face was still red as ever. "Nothing wrong at all! AHAHAHAHHA!" Daryn laughed an awkward, loud and unattractive laugh. "What was with the backwards-walking? If anyone has anything wrong here, it's you!" Daryn said, finally looking at Manasa, pointing at her quite obnoxiously. At this point her face's heat had died down a bit, but the redness still lingered. |
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Post by cassiroll on Dec 6, 2015 18:35:38 GMT -6
"Do you want me to force you, Miss?" She inquired with a glare. God, she wasn't the right one to ask to convince her to stay. "At least hold out until this issue is mentioned again, alright? You're denying yourself safety,food, and a shelter." Galystris shrugged her shoulders. "If I were you, I would wait until the time is right and then leave. Now is not the right time." Clarissa frowned deeper, if that were possible, before bringing a hand to her head and rubbing her temples. "I suppose staying one more night wouldn't hurt, if it stops these silly conversations." She turned to start heading back to the castle, throwing some more words over her shoulder as she walked. "Leaving makes the most sense, but if the child's feelings are more important then logic, how could I possibly refuse? Let's all sing and dance around the campfire like a happy family!" She pushed aside one of the doors roughly, retreating into the bedrooms. She started to furiously go through belongings, grabbing different items and stuffing them into her hat. Once she'd collected enough, she walked back out to the dining hall and frowned at the mess of a table. "Disgusting." She muttered, sweeping one glowing hand over the area. "Luculentam". Things began to move slowly on their own, picking up speed as the witch move her hand at a faster pace. Food hopped back onto dishes and glasses righted themselves up. What wasn't edible any longer disintegrated into nothing. There wasn't much left from the feast and the disaster, but at least she had a tidy work place now. She sat down at the table, moving a plate of food out of the way before emptying out her hat and spilling the contents onto the table. Various metals and fabric fell in front of her, and she quickly got to work, muttering spells under her breath as she molded different items out of the materials. She had work to do if she was going to defend herself. Oxy, still outside with Galystris, sighed with relief when his mother returned to the castle. He looked up at her with a sad smile. "Thanks, Galy." He then turned to the glass she had set down with a curious expression. "What's that? Can I have some?" He started to reach for the glass without waiting for a response. |
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Post by titee on Dec 6, 2015 18:36:36 GMT -6
"R-r-red?! What are you saying?! My face isn't red! I'm perfectly fine, you know!" Daryn shouted loudly, hands on her hips in a defiant stance. Her eyes were squeezed tight, her face tilted toward the ceiling and her face was still red as ever. "Nothing wrong at all! AHAHAHAHHA!" Daryn laughed an awkward, loud and unattractive laugh. "What was with the backwards-walking? If anyone has anything wrong here, it's you!" Daryn said, finally looking at Manasa, pointing at her quite obnoxiously. At this point her face's heat had died down a bit, but the redness still lingered. Manasa cocked her head and blinked, not particularly believing Daryn. She then gave a rather mischievous smile at Daryn's accusation. "Oh?" She said, taking a few step forward. "You mean like this?" Not lifting them off the floor, Manasa slid backwards several paces on her feet, yet her legs created the illusion of walking forward. She then turned to Daryn, awaiting a reaction. Her own face was now flushed a shade of gold. |
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Post by Miki Sayaka on Dec 6, 2015 18:38:57 GMT -6
The only thing that popped into her brain was the garden, but did Rezza even care about nature? Already was she running short of energy from the day's events, but she would intend to try. "I, uh, do you have anything you need to take care of? If not, maybe we could spend some time in the garden. If you do, well... I suppose my offer is still open afterwards." She scratched the back of her head, a little lost on what to do, "If you would still be interested, anyways. Though if you need help you're free to call on me." Ooro offered a weak smile, and patted the priest on the shoulder.
"S- Someone. Hurt in attack. I have to go find them." His vision was but a blur of colors and vague shapes as he looked around the room, gasping out his response. He stumbled over to where he had settled when they had first arrived, now wishing he had indulged in more of what the meal had to offer. Without a thought he extended both hands towards the floor. The fingers on his right hand wrapped around the familiar metal object bringing up just a small distance from the floor before his left made its way to grip it as well. The feeling of the muscles stretching as his fingers coiled around the pole causing pain to burst through his hand. His grip on the staff faltered and it clattered to the ground, as he fell to his knees. Letting out a pained cry he held his left wrist tightly.
'No matter what.' The words that Reave had given him twenty-five years ago surfaced again. 'No matter what. No matter WHAT.' He had to get up. He had to keep going. He had to be resilient, had to bounce back. But he couldn't. His heart stung as he let this thought push him to the ground. 'I was wrong... I never had it.' On that day twenty-five years ago he was told that resilience was something he lacked; falling apart, completely unable to recover, every time he was sick or hurt. Defeated whimpers ran through his throat as he hunched over on the ground shaking.
"I just don't think you should be going is all. At least give yourself sometime to rest." Ekh pushed Reave back into his chair. Their youngest, sitting opposite of this exchange, watched with tired eyes.
"This is going to be hard work, you know that. We need as many hands out there as we can get." The man's voice held a twinge of resentment as he looked towards the child. "It's too much for two people, and you know if I don't go out no one else will help."
His father had been right about it all. He would be right back on his feet no matter what happened, sprained ankles, broken fingers, any type of sickness or injury he received. The only time he had sat on the side was when he had sprained his back and Rezza's mother forced him to rest. And the healer knew that was something he could never do.
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Post by schribbit on Dec 6, 2015 18:48:00 GMT -6
"Oh?" She said, taking a few step forward. "You mean like this?" Not lifting them off the floor, Manasa slid backwards several paces on her feet, yet her legs created the illusion of walking forward. She then turned to Daryn, awaiting a reaction. Her own face was now flushed a shade of gold. Daryn's mouth hung agape at Manasa's display. It wasn't long until Daryn started up another bout of laughing, though this one was more genuine than the last. "Wha-?! What was that? Ahaha! You are one weird fishy, girl!" She pointed at Manasa again through her small tears of laughter. |
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Post by ChibiGissy on Dec 6, 2015 18:56:58 GMT -6
"I'll be down for a moment~"
As Manasa left, Mimisko put on the armor and it fits. Though, it took long that how she usually puts on clothes. So, she stores the armor in her little magical bag that she still as.
"Now, I am off!"
Mimisko walk out of the room. She walked forward and already, she sees Daryn and Manasa in front. It seems Daryn is laughing her heard off.
"Oh my, it seems Daryn is having fun there." Mimisko chuckled.
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Post by norimo on Dec 6, 2015 19:00:30 GMT -6
As Rezza doubled over in pain, Ooro's eyes grew wide in shock. "R-Rezza!?" She quickly knelt beside him, shuffling her hands on his abdomen as to check for any missed injuries. She didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, but she did notice the healer reach for his hand. "H-hey! Don't strain your hand, it'll get worse..." Her hand drew to his forehead and wiped the sweat from his brow before reaching into her rucksack.
"Here," she offered him her canteen, and brought it up to his mouth. "Don't grip it, just let your hand be. If you're feeling nauseous, I have something that can help. You say someone needs you? I can carry you and your staff, just tell me who it was." He was much worse than he had let on, though she still wasn't sure exactly why. Had his pain tolerance been so low? Granted, his hand was injured rather badly, but if he left it alone for a bit it'd eventually begin to numb if anything. "Come on, I'll take you," she urged.
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Post by Emily on Dec 6, 2015 19:06:24 GMT -6
Clarissa frowned deeper, if that were possible, before bringing a hand to her head and rubbing her temples. "I suppose staying one more night wouldn't hurt, if it stops these silly conversations." She turned to start heading back to the castle, throwing some more words over her shoulder as she walked. "Leaving makes the most sense, but if the child's feelings are more important then logic, how could I possibly refuse? Let's all sing and dance around the campfire like a happy family!" She pushed aside one of the doors roughly, retreating into the bedrooms. She started to furiously go through belongings, grabbing different items and stuffing them into her hat. Once she'd collected enough, she walked back out to the dining hall and frowned at the mess of a table. "Disgusting." She muttered, sweeping one glowing hand over the area. "Luculentam". Things began to move slowly on their own, picking up speed as the witch move her hand at a faster pace. Food hopped back onto dishes and glasses righted themselves up. What wasn't edible any longer disintegrated into nothing. There wasn't much left from the feast and the disaster, but at least she had a tidy work place now. She sat down at the table, moving a plate of food out of the way before emptying out her hat and spilling the contents onto the table. Various metals and fabric fell in front of her, and she quickly got to work, muttering spells under her breath as she molded different items out of the materials. She had work to do if she was going to defend herself. Oxy, still outside with Galystris, sighed with relief when his mother returned to the castle. He looked up at her with a sad smile. "Thanks, Galy." He then turned to the glass she had set down with a curious expression. "What's that? Can I have some?" He started to reach for the glass without waiting for a response. She smiled lightly down at oxy. "...It's no problem." she said kindly. Galystris noticed he was reaching for the glass. Oh god, that was probably the stronest stuff in the pantry. "N-No oxy, that's not for you." She shook her head. "You can have it when you're older..." |
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Post by titee on Dec 6, 2015 19:07:39 GMT -6
Daryn's mouth hung agape at Manasa's display. It wasn't long until Daryn started up another bout of laughing, though this one was more genuine than the last. "Wha-?! What was that? Ahaha! You are one weird fishy, girl!" She pointed at Manasa again through her small tears of laughter. Fishy?! Manasa shot back, brow pressed. She scratch one of the scales on her cheek, trying to comprehend what was meant by that. Manasa smelt a lock of her hair and then her sleeve. Did she... smell bad? Her face was brightly flushed as she tried to comprehend what Daryn had meant. "I'm... fishy?" She asked, voice wavering. "What do you mean by that?" |
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Post by cassiroll on Dec 6, 2015 19:18:21 GMT -6
"...It's no problem." she said kindly. Galystris noticed he was reaching for the glass. Oh god, that was probably the stronest stuff in the pantry. "N-No oxy, that's not for you." She shook her head. "You can have it when you're older..." "Oh." Oxy pulled his hand away from the glass, shivering a bit. "C-Cold." He mumbled. He still had yet to get new clothes after all this time, and surely could use a bath as well. He looked up at Galystris, seeming determined about something. "I'm gonna get stuff!" He said with a sharp nod. He made a gesture like 'you come too!' but didn't expect her to. He was grateful for her help and didn't want to leave her alone if she was willing to come with. If his mother couldn't help him find new clothes, he'd have to just do it himself. He scampered into the castle and through a few random doors before he spotted Zerah. His face lit up automatically for a moment, before suddenly lowering back to a neutral expression when he witnessed Altheron in the nude. "Oh." He said matter of factly. He was still a little bit farther down the hall and might not be noticed. |
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Post by not u on Dec 6, 2015 19:33:16 GMT -6
Enoch abandoned his old garments in the marble rom and head back towards the door, pausing as it suddenly swung open. “Oh!,” he gasped. “Enoch, it is you!” The sound of the shaman's voice registered before the shaman's obvious nudity did, and Enoch's face immediately flushed red with embarrassment as his state of undress dawned on him. Holding up one of his hands as a blinder of sorts, he quickly stammered, "A-Altheron what the hell are you doing!? You can't just walk around like--" Unfortunately, the floors were soaked, and the imp slipped and fell on his ass with an audible clank of his armor. He froze, not really sure if he should say something or just run. The priest jumped a couple feet into the air as he heard the sudden clatter of armor, staring in horror as the ruddy-faced Zerah slid into his line of sight. "Altheron you need to put your damn clothes," he muttered with urgency, trying to rush the shaman into the room before glancing down the hallway, hoping and praying that nobody else happened upon the display. "Oh." He said matter of factly. Enoch's eyes widened in dismay once he saw the toddler standing and staring at the end of the hallway, moving to grab Altheron's arm and pull him into the room to get dressed before anyone else could catch a glimpse of the rather naked shaman. |
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Post by cassiroll on Dec 6, 2015 19:38:58 GMT -6
Enoch's eyes widened in dismay once he saw the toddler standing and staring at the end of the hallway, moving to grab Altheron's arm and pull him into the room to get dressed before anyone else could catch a glimpse of the rather naked shaman. Oxy's face flushed red with embaressment as he watched the shaman be pulled into the room, holding his arms as though her were the one exposed. "We're only supposed to get nakey in water." He whispered to no one with wide eyes. It seemed the event had shocked him too much to move. "Oh no, he's gonna get in trooooooouble." |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Dec 6, 2015 19:43:53 GMT -6
Enoch's eyes widened in dismay once he saw the toddler standing and staring at the end of the hallway, moving to grab Altheron's arm and pull him into the room to get dressed before anyone else could catch a glimpse of the rather naked shaman. Zerah's eyes grew even wider as he watched than man's face turn as red as his own and pull him into the room. "S-s-so....Altheron and Enoch are....a-are..." Zerah started to feel light-headed. He had no time to try and learn the details of their relationship, however. He had a question he needed to ask Kama, and soon. He didn't want to wait until the last moment to say something, just in case this person Kama spoke of could help him. The imp stood up once more and continued down the hallway, although, a bit warmer than before. He wandered through the halls aimlessly, before finally stumbling upon the old leader, seemingly washing a dish in the kitchen. It was just then that it struck him that Kama may still be upset with him after what happened in the dungeon. A knot formed in the imp's stomach, suddenly regretting his decision. You need to ask him...go on...step forward... The mask and Zerah both recited at the same time. Zerah gulped, audibly and walked into the kitchen. "Uh, Kama, um sir!" He stuttered "I, uh....overheard that you have a friend who, uh...may be able to help with Celty's witch problem and I was, uh, wondering..." Zerah looked down at the floor, shaking from how nervous at what the answer to his question may be. "Do you think this person could...help with these..." He held his hands out, waiting for a response from the old man. |
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Post by melty on Dec 6, 2015 19:51:02 GMT -6
Luair cocked her head to the side as she came across Rezza, curled up on the floor. She hurried to his side, overlooking her aching legs. After all, he didn't look too good. Ooro was there too, having a similar expression to herself.
'Ooro, is Rezza well? Are you well, Rezza?' she said, having not noticed her repetition. She would reach for her bag in these cases, alas this was not an option. She would have to do something else.
She whispered to Ooro, 'Is there anything that I can do? I would rather see Rezza well than for him to tend to my injuries. Anything will do.' She looked at Ooro with resolve, although her state said otherwise.
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