Shadow Slayers

"You don't eat it whole, you have to cook it in with a lot of sugar and butter!" He ran over and tried to heave over a bag of sugar before opting to just scoop it up a bowl and bring it over. He scowled at himself, wondering how so many tiny little grains could be so heavy. He brought the bowl over, sliding it near the pot.

"The more sugar and butter you put in, the sweeter the chocolate is. Sometimes it gets so sweet that it's gross, so moderation is key. You have to grind them up and mix it in." He explained. He drooled slightly at the thought of chocolate pudding, then remembered who the pudding was really for. Hopefully Luair would like chocolate, even if it was in a softer form.

Rezza chuckled quietly as the witch laughed, he didn't know the whole meaning behind it but it sure sounded like one hell of a question. As Clarissa spoke, wishes and rules and whatnot, he watched silently. A small indication of a smile on his lips. Something like this was just what he needed. He let his hand hang limply in the air above his head as he watched her create some strange golden mist. It was certainly not something he had seen before, the stuff she spoke of seemed rather fascinating. Thinking back to her question he could tell it was a joke, but a sincere offer like that he felt one would have to be rather stupid to pass up. His eyes followed the strange flecks of gold that hung in the air, blinking in surprise once they vanished. The witch's final statement caused his face to grow hot as embarrassment formed a large rock in his stomach.
"Oh." The healer let his arm fall as he responded with a nervous chortle. "Y- Yeah... It's never really come to me that naturally. A year to even learn how to use it three more on top of that to learn how to use lower level abilities without assistance." With a huff Rezza let his feet slide across the ground until his legs laid flat. "Of course, I already knew trying anything that wasn't low cost would not work well, let alone something strong enough to fix any of this... I really shouldn't have thought it'd be any different. The people who taught me how to even use the magic I had had a hard time with me. I already know I'm completely useless, without my staff I can't do anything unless someone has a scratch they really can't stand. Don't know what it is exactly but the gem in it was given some sort of enchantment to focus energy better. And without that trying to fix anything that isn't a shallow cut or some rather inconsequential problem could probably kill me." Sighing Rezza stared at the ceiling sadly. When he first arrived his first show of his abilities was fixing a small prick he had received from the now deceased Rylan. To him then being able to do that without the need for any outside help was like an incredible feat worthy of praise, though he knew stuff like that didn't really matter much. Though he could use the highest level of chant that would work when focused on its user without the use of his focusing gem, it couldn't heal much of anything. "I guess I've just never really been good at controlling it..."

Rezza's eyes widened as the Clarissa's proposal struck his ears. The decades he had spent feeling nothing but inferior to his comrades, the fact that there had been such an easy solution to all of that made his chest feel tight. For so many years that was exactly what he would do anything to get. After so many to finally be proficient in the only real skill he had. The thought would have brought him to tears if he had any left. His upper body jolted up as he stared towards the woman, his face hardened with a serious look. Leaning forward onto his right arm his answer was firm.
"Whatever, do that other stuff if you like. I won't stop you. Whatever it takes, I'm in!" With unwavering resolve he spoke before easing his weight off his arm. His eyes held a strong look of determination, never once breaking eye contact as he addressed the witch. "I'll accept your deal."

Altheron looked over his left shoulder to get a decent look of his friend out of the corner of his eye as he tried to process the information he had been given. Had yet another quarrel between the mother-child duo and the rest of the guild broken out in his absence? How? When? And just what happened? His mind was brought back to the child. Oxy had been born an innocent, forced to walk this planet as a monster. The only glimmer of hope he had left to live a "normal" life was by the words of his devoted mother, and if she attacked the only other people who reached out to him, well....

And just what was a "witch" anyway?

Altheron briskly turned around, releasing his hair from Ooro's hold and allowing the towel to drop to the floor, a mix of anger and confusion twisting his features. "Attacked!" he spat out. "How so? What happened to them? Where are they now?"

Something began to stir in the back of his mind as the center of his body took on an unusual warmth.

Mimisko has finished looking out the window. It's all the fresh air she needed. She did a bit of exploring for a bit and then she came across Nicolas.

"Oh hey, Nicolas!" She waves and walks over to him "How have you been doing?"

Mimisko has wondered where Nicolas has been during the whole situation with Celty.

Alroth continued hammering away, beating out twenty pieces of metal into two different shapes. There were ten of each shape, and on their own they didn't seem like much. The clumsy craftsmanship would draw the scorn of any proper blacksmith, but the metal pieces would more than serve their purpose, and didn't need to be perfectly forged due to the nature of Pinky's plan.

Gathering all of the pieces into a sack, Alroth noisily hauled the metal out to the garden. In one quick motion the armor grabbed the bush it had observed earlier and tore it right out of the ground - roots and all. Growing in such close proximity to the Lethlglyneros tree for so long had caused it to take on properties of the magical plant. It wouldn't filter magic and create the fertility field that the tree did, but it was much more susceptible to magical manipulation than it would otherwise have been. This particular bush was also known to be very resilient and difficult to move through. Most other races saw the plant as a bothersome weed, but at this particular moment it was a blessing to Pinky.

Alroth carelessly poured out the metal pieces from the bag, letting them clatter to the ground in a haphazard pile. Then he dropped the uprooted bush on top of the pile just as carelessly. It looked like either a really obscure ritual or the world's absolute worst salad.

Pinky stepped out through Alroth's helmet and down to the armor's outstretched hand, placing herself closer to the pile of things. She reached out for the bush with her mind, and quickly connected herself to the simple life form's magic frequency. "Sorry." she said, knowing full well that she couldn't communicate with the bush "But I need your help... It's only for a little while."

The pixie focused closely on the plant's energy streams and began to manipulate them the way she did Alroth's. In a moment the bush came alive with strange motions, twisting and completely changing shape. The prickly needles merged back into their branches, and the material was recycled into the root system, which grew significantly in length. Soon the plant was more root than anything, and then the long earthy tendrils began to weave themselves through the metal parts beneath them. The bush roots fit perfectly into carefully placed holes, and soon each piece was connected.

Now there was only one step remaining... Pinky quickly ducked back inside Alroth, and commanded the suit to raise its mace overhead in both hands. Unclamping the chain and pulling it to the furthest it would go... Alroth broke the chain and threw the ball away, effectively destroying the weapon. Now left with only the handle, Alroth lowered the hollow metal tube into the strange bush creation before him, and the roots came to life again, climbing through the weapon handle which the chain had occupied before.

After a few quick finishing touches to secure everything together, Alroth was left holding...


This new weapon was lighter than the old one, having much less overall metal in its composition. It essentially worked the same way, but now with the third function of shifting into a sword. The magical link with the bush that held it together also meant that Pinky could cycle between the weapon's forms automatically without having to bother with clamps and chains. The somewhat sharp blades would also be much more deadly than the smooth mace ball, and would eviscerate as well as crush enemies, making the weapon much more versatile and effective. It would be more easily damaged since the new build was less robust and sturdy, but the chance of actually damaging the weapon was still just about as low as it had been before.

Pinky had a lot of practicing ahead of her now. This was the first drastic change she had made to Alroth's loadout, so it was going to require some adjusting to. She would have to get used to the lighter weight and greatly increased level of control, but it hardly seemed like a daunting task considering the benefits of those changes. The hardest part would be adding swordplay into her fighting style, since she had no experience with that more complex form of combat. It was a lot to work out in so little time, but Pinky was confident in her abilities.

The pixie smiled to herself at her accomplishment. She could already tell it was going to be a great help. Now there was just one thing left for her to modify...

Yeah, he is unware what happened

Mimisko had a bit of a sigh.

"Well, I'm not too sure how to explain it but there was some convoluted situation with Celty and Oxy that was happening early."

Thinking about did depressed Mimisko a bit. However, she is glad that Nicolas was not involved with it.

"I think it's probobly best you weren't involved. It's already complicated enough as it is. But it seems everything is kinda okay now."

She looks at Nicolas with a smile.

"By the way, you have a nice outfit as well~. Did you had long search for it during the events?"