Illusion Vale: A Spirit's Cry

[Wolfsister]

Michael and Tarnie

Tarnie simply raised her eyebrows and frowned at him at the same time. No mean feat, but something she had perfected over her long life. Shaking her head at him, she hushed him up and busied herself rearranging his sheets around him, only then would he notice the plethera of bandages that had him covered. "Best not to shout at me, Mister. I'll have none of it. Now, save yer voice for yelling at her when she comes back."

She tsked and gave him her best warning glance, "And don't be entertaining the thought of going off after her. She's a big girl, and she doesn't need an injured and love sick puppy to get in her way!"

 

[wolfknight20]

Silver did as torar said and focused on only one at a time and lead the target a little he began to think of is fire and ice blast as he had been trained to use his gun or cross bow in his old life he could still here his sensie lead the target you have all the time in the world wait until the shot feels right the squeeze the trigger don't pull it

so silver did just that and watched the orbs flying around the room then slowly focused on the one he wanted and waited for the shot to feel right then instead of barking the shot out he just breathed out his ice blast and then did the same for the next but used his fire blast instead and continued to alternated each shot till he had hit each of the targets

then he waited for torars words

 

[rengadeirishman]

Michael and Tarnie

Tarnie simply raised her eyebrows and frowned at him at the same time. No mean feat, but something she had perfected over her long life. Shaking her head at him, she hushed him up and busied herself rearranging his sheets around him, only then would he notice the plethera of bandages that had him covered. "Best not to shout at me, Mister. I'll have none of it. Now, save yer voice for yelling at her when she comes back."

She tsked and gave him her best warning glance, "And don't be entertaining the thought of going off after her. She's a big girl, and she doesn't need an injured and love sick puppy to get in her way!"

Michael glowered at her,

"She's not safe, she needs me! Wheres my armor?"

 

[Wolfsister]

Silver and Torar

It took Silver the better part of a day to accomplish this feat. As he took one orb down, often, Torar would make another or even two to replace it. Finally, though, Silver did his job - each time, getting better than the last. He wasn't at a level that Torar was impressed with, but at least it was something.

When Silver had finished, Torar led him back towards the common eating hall. There they had a meager dinner (simple fair with meat, broth, cheese and bread) Of Varic their was no sign, but Torar told Silver to simply wait.

Once finished, he escorted Silver back to his rooms and told him to rest. But for him to think about whether he could control his orbs of fire and ice while still in the air. Or if it was just a straight shot. Then the High Priest left him for the night and would collect him from his rooms the next morning.

Varic did not return.

 

[Wolfsister]

Michael and Tarnie

"She's not safe, she needs me! Wheres my armor?"

Tarnie clucked her tongue again and shook her head, and despite her petite size compared to his, she stood in his way and placed an insisting hand apon his chest, pushing him back into bed.

"Nay, she can do well enough alone. The Spirit knows she did well enough without you - but since meeting you, she's been kidnapped, beaten to pulp, lost her wings, and now she's waging war." Tarnie shook her head, "She's stronger than you think. And stubborn to boot!"

She shook another finger at him, "Now rest!"

 

[wolfknight20]

silver thought about what torar had said and thought it might be worth the try so he sat to work at once his room was big enough and had a small window in it so he faced it and aimed his blast out the window it took him 2 hours but he finally got them to move in the way he wanted and after 2hours more he was able to control three in the air at once but after that he was wore out and decided to go to sleep

before he laid his head down he wondered where varic was and hoped he was alright

 

[Wolfsister]

Silver and Torar

Torar came to his room early the next day - the sun had barely come up and so it was only a few hours since Silver had fallen asleep. The centaur took one look at the rumpled wolvian and shook his head, one foreleg stamping.

Then he took him for a hurried breakfast, after which he took them back to the same domed room as yesterday. Here, he explained that Varic had visited during the night, but could not stay. He was still hunting for information and it was trickier than he thought it would be. So - he probably would not return for some time.

Then Torar instructed Silver in showing him what he had accomplished in the night before.

 

[Jedi_Khan]

Eeth

"I really do not know - I've never encountered an enchantment such as this before. Hmmm... it seems that I could have broken this any time I wished... Eeth Odok! You must tell the others of this, for now I know I will not be going back with you. It is too much, I have done... too much. You must find my son, and Malas, find out what you need to - go to the Spirit and take this, a token of my regard. Give it to Rolyn when you return, he will know what to do. Thank you, Guardian. I am truly sorry for any damage I did to you - truly."

Eeth didn’t like the direction the conversation was going, and he really didn’t like the idea of the queen not returning to the real world. She had pressed a small wooden pendant into his hand, and before he could even open his mouth to try to convince her to come back, she was gone.

With an unpleasant feeling in his gut, Eeth was launched back into the real world his eyes opening suddenly to find Van and Rolyn hovering over him. He didn’t want to look at the queen, fearing that he would just confirm what the queen had said to him. But he had to know for sure.

“How’s the queen?” asked Eeth, hoping to get a positive response, but not expecting it. At that moment, he flexed his fingers and felt a small, round wooden object in one of his hands. That alone confirmed what had happened, but he still needed to know how Ilandria was doing.

 

[rengadeirishman]

Michael scowled at the faery, but did as she asked, slipping into sleep.

 

[Wolfsister]

As requested, the next most is a GodMod of Jedi_Khan's character, Elmhand

It took the Ent some time to fully realise what had happened. As was his want to do, his thoughts formed slowly, as did his conclusions, but for all their slowness, they were correct. At any rate, Elmhand knew the Night Stalker was gone from their midst and whatever he had been planning was now a moot point.

Ambling from the trees, Elmhand surveyed the land, including the burnt out circle of grass - evidence of where the NightStalker had spent its last moments. As he shambled closer, he heard the talking rock speaking.

Appraising the black horse that stood beside the rock golem thing, Elmhand raised a branch slowly in greeting, "I am Elmhand. So you are mired in this too, hmm?" he spoke to the horse.


((OOC: TAG for Mantra))

 

[Wolfsister]

Eeth, Van, Rolyn

“How’s the queen?”

Ilandria was far from ignored, but it seemed that Eeth had awoken to something far removed to when he had been gripped by the spell. The Elders were being held in a small group, spears and blades making their escape impossible. Despite their prisoner status, however, they stood regally and erect, their faces both imperious and serene. Rolyn and Van were bending over him, but they too had spears pointed in their direction and Eeth would find the point of a curved blade beneath his chin. Any attempt to sit up would result in a little push by the Royal Guard who held the sword on him.

There was a crowd around the still form of Ilandria. From what little he could see, Eeth would realise that she no longer breathed. His question only seeming to make the Guard even more wary of them. Rolyn sat by his side with a sigh and gave him a shrug in reply, Van did the same but said in a small mewling voice, "It was not supposed to harm her, nya...."

Eeth kept catching filthy looks from the ladies in waiting - it seemed they blamed him for Ilandria's state. Rolyn's eyes bored into the elf's eyes, asking questions that he couldnt answer. If Eeth tried to speak, Van would shake his head vigorously before he got a sound out. If the elf was smart, he would take the Neko's advice.

Suddenly a cry went up and Eeth would see Ilandria's body spasm, her limbs jerking around, her eyes wide. Her chest moved and she gasped in her first breath of air. Once come around, she recovered quickly, though something was different about her. When she opened her mouth, her voice, though her own, sounded like that of a childs. "What is happening? What is going on? Where is mother?"

The ladies fluttered around her, all simpering sighs and concerned looks. But she fought free of them, managing to stand, though she held herself a little stooped. "What is the meaning of this? Why are they being held prisoner, and why am I in this body?!"

Silence fell and as one all eyes turned to Eeth, Van and Rolyn. Rolyn just raised an eyebrow and murmured so that Eeth could hear, "If the queen gave you something in that spell, you had best produce it. The Spirit knows the royal family have enough code words and sigils to keep a library!"

 

[Jedi_Khan]

Eeth

Eeth blinked then he noticed that Van and Rolyn were not the only ones leaning over him, although they were the only ones who appeared to be friendly. Royal Guards surrounded the three of them, spears and swords drawn; the point of a curved blade under Eeth’s chin confirming that he was in effect, a prisoner. Knowing that the blade was there was enough to convince Eeth to not try to get up, instead just laying there utterly still.

Finally venturing a glance at the queen, what Eeth could see of her didn’t bode well. As he looked at the queen, he also noticed some of the ladies in waiting glaring at him with rather nasty looks. Taking the hint, he averted his gaze, instead focusing his attention on scanning the faces immediately around him. If he got lucky, he would be able to spot the false Malas in the crowd around him, although he highly doubted that the elf would even dare been in the same forest after this little incident.

Having some familiarity with the law back in his world, Eeth decided to exercise his right to remain silent, knowing full well that if he spoke at all, he was very likely to say the wrong thing.

Eeth’s attention was immediately drawn away from his inspection of the crowd when a cry went up, his heart skipping a beat when he saw the queen come to. However, his gut told him that this was not the queen who had returned; rather it was somebody else occupying the queen’s body. Eeth couldn’t even begin to guess where the feeling came from, let alone begin to wonder how it could be if it were indeed the case. Inexplicably, the words that came from the queen’s mouth seemed to confirm Eeth’s gut feeling, again leaving Eeth wondering at the how of it all.

“If the queen gave you something in that spell, you had best produce it. The Spirit knows the royal family have enough code words and sigils to keep a library!"

Eeth glanced at Rolyn, then Van, then finally down at the hand holding the wooden pendant the queen had given him. Shifting the pendant so that it was pinched between his thumb and the middle knuckle of his index finger, Eeth raised his hand and presented the carved wooden circle to Rolyn.

“She said you would know what to do with it, Rolyn,” Eeth said simply, his gaze shifting from the object in his hand to Rolyn.

 

[Mantra]

Jay’s head was spinning with the sudden end of the fight…of which he couldn’t remember anything about. His head hurt, his body hurt and his hip really hurt. It was only when everyone started closing around him did Jay finally begin to comprehend what was going on.

*Cool Rocky.* He answered weakly. *I feel like a truck hit me. What happened anyway?*

He looked around at the weird gathering of ‘people’ and started to comment, but quickly realized that the absurdity of anything he might think was foolish. He was a flaming horse after all.

*Um, hi!* he said, his thoughts projecting to the group, and then sent a more private message towards his protector. * Yo, Rocky, who the hell are all these guys??*

 

[Wolfsister]

Eeth and Ilandria

Before Rolyn could even open his mouth, Ilandria came bustling up to Eeth. She took his head in her hands, tilting his face up so that she could see it more clearly. Eeth could see her more clearly now too. She had not changed. There may have been a softening around her eyes, a lightness to the curve of her mouth, but there was nothing physically different about her. Her voice, though, that he would recognise as the one from the visions.

"How is it you have that sigil?" she whispered fiercely, but she did not await his answer, in fact she shook her head slightly to indicate that he did not answer! Then she was straightening. "Escort him to my chambers!" she looked around, "His guests will not be harmed. Watch them... and the Elders..." she trailed off - her face betraying some doubt and confusion that the older Ilandria would not have shown, "Unhand the Elders... they are to be... watched." It plainly tore her heart to say those words, but the uncertainty in her eyes betrayed her.

For their part, the Elders simply bowed their necks in her direction and remained seated, awaiting her decision. They did not speak, and instead radiated a calm acceptance of whatever would come. The gathering of elves seemed to relax, if only a little and the spear and sword points were lifted from all three parties.

Eeth was helped to his feet, but a firm hand on both arms informed him that he would most likely be dragged to the queens chambers... or at least marched there. For her part, Ilandria ignored the ladies in waiting that tried to flutter around her and strode off. She stopped just once to inquire where she was sleeping, but it was in a low tone and hopefully nobody had heard. The answer was given just as low and furtively.

Rolyn and Van waved Eeth onwards, as if he had had any choice and settled back on their heels. They would wait for him... but whatever he had clutched in his hands, whatever the sigil meant, Rolyn was grinning and that had to be a good sign. Right?

Eeth was indeed marched behind Ilandria, with the woman never once turning back to look at him. He was presented at her quarters and all but shoved inside. The guards looked to follow him, but Ilandria had firm words for them both. They were left shuffling their feet outside her door.

Taking his arm and pulling him deeper into her chambers, she finally rounded on him as he caught more than a glimpse of her bed. "So, I cannot believe what you have - for one, you are far too ugly." She pursed her lips, "So... why do you carry the sigil of one of my lovers?"

 

[Jedi_Khan]

Eeth

"So, I cannot believe what you have - for one, you are far too ugly." She pursed her lips, "So... why do you carry the sigil of one of my lovers?"

If Eeth’s head had been spinning with the events of the past few minutes, it had just come to a sudden halt. Eeth didn’t know what he was expecting the meaning of the sigil to be, but he certainly didn’t expect it to mean that he was the queen’s lover. His eyes wide in surprise and confusion, Eeth made several attempts at speaking, failing to make even a sound each time. After the fifth attempt at speaking, Eeth’s expression changed from surprise and confusion to contemplative curiosity.

“Do you remember any of the events of tonight, your majesty?” asked Eeth, his right hand cradling his chin in thought. Eeth had a theory in his head about what was going on, but there was a good probability that he was wrong. In order to see if he was right or not, he needed to put aside the meaning of the sigil for awhile and ask a few questions of the queen before giving his own answers.

 

[Wolfsister]

Jay and Coudron

Coudron shook his head, "I don't know Jay. The ent and the dryad are guardians and I assume the captain is part of the city guard." He looked at the nightmare, "There's a city close by, by the way." Then he cast a sidelong glance towards the other five. Brand simply blinked back, Becca twiddled her thumbs while Kail whistled to himself and the Ent made his way back towards the group. The water nymph simply sat on the ground and played with some grass. All three of the 'guides' seemed to share a look and Coudron nodded, "Perhaps we should all get to the city and have a rest. I know that we all have questions and it would be a good idea to get to the Spirit as soon as we can."

Kail bobbed in the air and the nymph giggled, gesturing for the Ent to follow. Though he was given to slow thought, it sounded logical for them all to get back to the city. Brand grunted and herded Kail and Becca ahead of him. He didn't seem to know whether to relax around the guardians or to keep alert. He settled for alert - and every now and again gave a quick glance back towards the burnt circle until it would out of sight.

Coudron stayed back until they were all on their way. He walked over to Jay and gave him a gentle, friendly pat, "Come on then. Maybe you'll get those questions answered soon." In a near whisper, "You did good." Then he was off, following the others.

 

[Wolfsister]

Eeth and Ilandria

Ilandria settled on her bed and shook her head, "I have no memory of anything. The last I remember is seeing Malas off to war... though from what little I have gathered, it seems that war is long over now." She pursed her lips, "Obviously I must be given to trusting you. What are you to me? If not a lover, then what?"

She shook her head slowly, as if to clear some of her thoughts. "That sigil has a spell residue - so it was Marked just recently. Tell me, what has happened?"

((ooc: Sorry - drawing a blank, lol!)

 

[Wolfsister]

Michael and Sila

When Michael awoke, he woke in pain. As he turned his head, he would see Sila's closed eyes staring into his own. Her wings were tattered, almost in shreds and her left arm was in a splint. Her dust fell steadily onto the floor and her legs were at odd angles. Her breathing was ragged, pained and rasping.

"Hush now, she's alright. Our healers are the best there is - our magic never fails." He would feel a gentle hand on his shoulder and would see the same fairy he had seen last time he was awake. Her smile this time was benevolent, "Its good that you slept. She will need your strength, of that I am sure."

Then she turned away, her voice whispering into his head, "Try not to wake her. A victorious general needs her rest."

 

[Wolfsister]

Varic

The night hid his movements well, but even without its shrouding cloak, the blueberry haired elf was sure that he could not be seen. His feet were lighter than usual and his movements so quick and quiet that his passage could not be marked.

Further and further into the oasis he went, leaving the lights of the city far behind him. He had travelled all day to get here and he knew that his time here was limited. Even as good as he was, he couldn't risk being found too far.

He stopped as he heard voices coming near and quickly scaled up a tree. The spines on the bark gave him perfect hand holds and soon he was hanging and waiting for the voices to pass. The voices belonged to two young elves, their hair shining black in the star's light. Unfortunately they did not pass, instead stopping directly under his perch. Should they ever look up, they would see his shadow silhouetted against the starry night sky.

Their voices were light and musical in nature, not quite losing that childlike quality just yet, that was how he could tell their relative ages. The one speaking now was the older one. "I don't understand it Telwir. Why do we have to out here in all this sand with trees barely tall enough to be called trees?"

Though it was the younger one that spoke next, Telwir sounded the more mature of the two, "It is His wish, you know that Boral. You know what would happen should you question His orders - or you wouldn't be complaining to my ears alone."

Boral shook his head. "I know... but... the sand, it makes me itch and i long for the coolness of the forest air."

Telwir nodded, "We all do. But there is nothing we can do about it. The wolvian needs to be put down, and our brother - Varic - brought to his senses. There can only be one King, and he needs to see that. Malas has no right to the throne, none at all!"

"Do you think they will accept Varic as King?"

Telwir snorted, "He is a privileged prince! He knows nothing more than what he is told - and if he takes the throne our master will have control of the entire Kingdom and His Majesty will be none the wiser. Our plan is flawless, Boral, do not worry. We will get our rewards soon enough."

Boral nodded and they were soon walking away, their voices singing to the night air and soon fading from hearing.

Varic dared to let out a breath and dropped lightly onto the ground below him. He stood there for a moment, thinking, and then began slipping through the darkness again. He needed to know more.

 

[Wolfsister]

Largos and Talon

Talon looked down, watching as Largos slid the sword free from his shoulder, hissing with the dull pain it brought, and snarled at the Guardian. "So, you have some skill after all. Perhaps it may not be too late for you? Join me, Largos, and know more power than you could ever have known in your entire lifetime."

Before Largos's eyes, Talon's shoulder wound healed, the breath coming from the vampire in a short sharp burst at the effort expended. His fangs distended and his eyes coloured to black, "Or would you rather me end your pathetic existence now?"

Laughter came to the elf's ears and Talon abruptly disappeared again. "I won't let you get that close again, Guardian." And then Largos would feel the sharp pain behind his shoulder. Laughter came to his ears again and he would see a small black dagger buried to the hilt in the meat of his back.

Largos's head would explode as another bloom of pain billowed from his thigh and he would look down to see another of those small black daggers protruding from his leg. Pulling it out would result in even more pain than them going in because the daggers were revealed to be barbed.

Laughter sounded and Largos would feel a rush of air before he would grunt with pain yet again. This time a dagger had landed in his right bicep. Then Talon's booming voice came to him, "All you need do is bow before me. Accept me as your sire and master and it all goes away. I can show you exactly what you're made of, Guardian, and what you can do. It may take you lifetimes before you unlock even the simplest of your abilities."

Laughter sounded and this time Talon become visible, riding the Darkness no more. A puff at his hands revealed he held three more daggers. "Shoulder, knee and hip are next Largos. Choose, now."

Then he loosed all three daggers at once, done with most of his strength and giving Largos only seconds to react.

 

[Jedi_Khan]

Eeth

"I have no memory of anything. The last I remember is seeing Malas off to war... though from what little I have gathered, it seems that war is long over now. Obviously I must be given to trusting you. What are you to me? If not a lover, then what? That sigil has a spell residue - so it was Marked just recently. Tell me, what has happened?"

Eeth sometimes hated it when he was right; the spell had obviously wiped away a good portion of Ilandria’s memory, most likely forever, and Eeth was possibly the only one who had a chance of helping her recover her memories, see as how he had witnessed a number of them while the spell had been in effect.

“What am I to you? Not much, I think,” replied Eeth. “It’s up to you to decide, your majesty. But in order to do that, you need to be filled in on recent events.”

“I’m not sure on the details,” continued Eeth. “So I’ll just give you a short version of the story: by means of a mysterious spell, you were gradually turned into an insane pawn, a fight was arranged between you and me to serve as a distraction until another spell was cast upon you which has left you in your current state. The spell had the unintended side effect of dragging me into your memories as well, and just before the spell broke you gave me this sigil, telling me to give it to Rolyn, saying he would know what to do with it.”

At that point, Eeth fell silent. Having little else to say without prompting, he waited for Ilandria to take in what little information he gave her and come up with whatever questions she felt were important at this time.

 

[Angelus]

Largos saw the daggers leave Talon's hands and knew he had to move now, there was nothing else to it. He moved as fast as he could and let out a loud gasp as one of the daggers grazed his leg. He looked towards Talon just to see more daggers appear in his hand. His eyes went wide as he looked at him and knew that he was not going to get another chance to move so he decided to do something else instead. He ran towards Talon as fast as he could and struck out with his sword as hard as he could. As he did the only thought that he had was that his sword struck home and could not help but smile when he saw the tip of it graze Talon's abdomen.

As soon as it did the daggers in Talon's hands disappeared and Largos, hoping that he had a chance moved on his uninjured leg, cutting through the air as he did. As it got close to Talon's body a black sword appeared in one of his hands and was brought up to block Largos's sword. Once more white light blasted around them and there was a smile on Talon's face.
"I can see that you still have a little fight left in you. Good."

Talon disappeared once again from Largos's sight but it was then Largos noticed something in the air and brought his sword up. As he did he felt something strike it and looked past the sword to see Talon's face, a surprised look on it.
"How, how did you."

Largos knew that there was no way he was going to answer that question and get another chance to attack Talon so he pushed forward with his sword and stabbed towards the opening it created. He watched as the sword struck Talon in the abdomen, pulled it out and cut down Talon's arm. He watched as the sword disappeared from Talon's hand, let a smile come to his face before he cut out with his sword, slicing into Talon's chest. Talon let out a loud shout as Largos struck forward, the blade of his sword stabbing through Talon's leg.

He then moved to the other side and as he did the dagger that was still in his leg let out a new shot of pain, causing him to almost drop his sword to the ground. He watched as Talon began to move again and knew that he was healing. With that knowledge he reached down, gripped the dagger in his thigh and pulled in out with a sharp amount of pain and a scream. He closed his eyes then and felt the power flowing through him. He could feel the pain flowing from his leg and the growing power from Talon.

With that knowledge he knew he did not have much time to waste, opened his eyes and struck once more with his sword, catching Talon in the arm. As soon as he did he moved again, ignoring the pain that flowed from his wounded leg before stabbing Talon so hard in the abdomen he felt the blade go straight through him.

"Just die you bastard!" he shouted out.

 

[ultimate_nerdslut]

Fay

"I guess it would make life easier and safer if they were locked up at night or something..." Fay had been distracted with all of her new obligations and with the addition of all of the danger. It had been like a dream up until they had reached Abark. The avian had wanted nothing more than to hide as she thought about the things whe would have to do now. It had been her choice afterall, she had offered to help and then thoughts of Lee danced in her head. The handsome shapeshifter had made coming here worthwhile and she ad only known him for one night.

Fay suddently felt the coins against her thigh as if it hadn't existed until that very moment. She smiled at Faelin and continued to window show. Her eyes danced from stall to stall inside the bazaar as she thought about what kind of thing she would require.

"Is there anything I would absolutely have to have?" She asked her wolf partner. "For tonight I mean?" She didn't know exactly what she should buy, something to go with her dress something to take the eyes off of her ruby necklace which was for protection.

She wished she could hide that so no one would get any funny ideas.

 

[ultimate_nerdslut]

"I'll teach you to forage for the rest of the day, how about that?" He looked up past the canopy again, his wings flexing, "Tomorrow we will make haste for the Spirit."

Noah had to admit that he would rather move on to the spirit but figured it would be in his own best interests if he listened to this guardian. "Sounds good to me," he said picking another splinter out. He had done a lot of the women's chores at home, afterall he was mommy and daddy. Of course there was a real mom but she hadn't really been into the whole kid thing.

How could someone give birth to something and then just act so coldly to it?

He would never get it.

"So forage means like to look around for food?" He asked. "Like berries and roots and veggies oh my," he said laughing at his stupidity. He felt good out here with his new friend.

 

[wolfknight20]

silver sat and rested after training withhis teacher all day and wondered why varic hadnt returned yet he had hoped to have a travleing compain for a bity to help him understand this world better