NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Checked out the other thread bout the Dragon King. If the fights going down there I'll shall arrive, myabe transported etc,

IC: So, whilst it makes me immune to physical strikes, a magical one would cause much more damage than normal. It would be foolish of me to relie upon it. For now, I merely wish to concentrate upon improving control of all my ablities. The greater my control, the more useful I shall be in the conflict

He bowed.

"I understand you are looking for text on the Dragon King. If you are, you won't find it. Most of it was hidden away for fear people may try to bring him back for some reason. If you want to know, though, the Czar has in his possession some of these texts in which you seek. Unfortunately, he cannot send them over; you would have to come to him. You are teaching, obviously, so I do not want to inturrupt you, but if you have time, I shall be waiting outside."

Control comes only by exercises requiring fine control.

*Renor casts an enchantment on the courtyard, and glowing lines -- rather, a long, torturously complex, single glowing line -- criss-crossed the courtyard. S/he? then holds up a stylus shaped rock.*

I must leave for a little while. Until then, use the kinetic (telekinetic) function of your ability...and trace this line exactly.

*S/he? then turns to the Dersconi ambassador.* I will go. Vhid!

*An AEagle class "bird" flies over to Renor's shoulder, the silver clashing with the black.*

Stay with Cougar. *looking at the human* If you need to get in contact with me, tell Vhid to contact Glider.

OOC: This really bugs Renor, leaving his/her? apprentice all alone...

He nodded.

"I understand your frustration. But it is important." He opened a portal and smiled.

"Ah, it's been awhile since I've gotten to use this stuff. Hop in, should take us right to him."

OOC: Back to the other thread! :)

Renor stepped into the portal, even though s/he? found the magick crude. S/he? instantly (almost) found him/herself? in some other place, completely different.

OOC: To the other thread, now.

OOC: no, duh.

>_<

Galvenor floated in the gentle breeze alone. He had witnessed Renor use the Tome to return to the Tower. That satisfied him. He could act now without any witnessing.

Galvenor reached deep within himself and accessed his Conduit. He pulled an immense amount of power from it and began Channeling it through his Will. He accessed the Teutonic Lay Lines running through the planet. Forcing the natural flow of magic of the planet to move he caused several to meet and overlap. The essence of the planet ran below him like a river over flooded during a torrential downpour. He extended his will and drew in the lifeforce of the planet and combined it with the power he drew from The Multiverse. He directed the raw energy towards the immense scarring left by the lessons. The energy flowed outwards like a flood determined to cover everything. He shaped the raw Mana and caused it to form into the missing mountain. He then replaced the other three that were destroyed, changing the energy directly into the missing stone and plant life. Finished he looked around to make sure nobody was watching. He then used the remainder of the Power to cause a subtle change to occur. He gave a sentience to the plant life. He gathered their sentience and forged a group mind, the cumulative of all the plant life on the planet. The rest of the energy he infused into this new awareness so it could defend itself against any who would attempt to harm it. The last thing he did was whisper into its mind the newly formed entity it’s True Name.

“BelDragos, Elder God of Magic, I do this deed in your name to right the wrongs we have committed. I pray it will be sufficient. Please safeguard this world in it’s infancy until it completes its Genesis”

Exhausted and weary Galvenor hovered over to where the Tome lay. He used his Telekinetic Psionic ability to pick it up. He grabbed some power from his Conduit and opened a Gate back to the Tower. After one more look around, he entered the Gate and it closed, leaving the new world to ponder its existence.

In the distance the trees moved although the wind had died…





OOC:

I couldn’t leave it a mess. That is an example of my Locate and Redirect Teutonic Lines spells and my Genesis spell.

Warfare's new form was complete, he now possessed a second form, OmniSliver. Warfare Reappeared back in the new world. He discovered that someone had tried to heal it, and true it looked better, they had even gave the planet sentience. Warfare could tell this planet had a bright future ahaead of it. Unfortunatly, casting Ultima hurt the planet in a great manner, and whomever had healed it was unable to heal this other hurt. Warfare reached deep within himself and brought forth the power of Holy. It spread over the planet like a gentle blessing, this done, Warfare was going to seal the planet against evil, but whomever healed it had done so in Beldraggos' name. Warfare did not know Beldraggos personally, but he did know him to be a powerful elder God of Magick. Knowing it was in safe hands with Beldraggos, Warfare simply called out "Beldraggos, Someday I would like to meet you, it wasn't concecrated, but please take care of this planet anyway."

With that warfare went back to the Tower. Reaching out with his mind, Warfare discovered Renor had gone to another place. Warfare found the Trail and followed it, he had promised to help Renor.


OOC: Off to the other thread.

Cougar was still meditating quietly on his own, whilst Renor spoke with the Dersconian ambassador. He now knew more of his ablitiy, but he would not learn to use it until Renor thought the time was right. Once Renor had gone, he slowly lifted the rock, and began to trace the line just as it was. After nearly 3 hours, having almost lost control a few times, he felt the task was complete. He turned to Vhid, and spoke to him,"I have completed the task Master Renor set me. Go, contact Glider. When... If Master Renor returns, I could be anywhere in the tower, but it is most likely that I will be in my room, the libary, or mayb the gymnasium. There is a possibilty I will leave the grounds, to return to my ship and take in some target pratice with more familiar weapons. Tell him this"

Vhid looked at the human, somewhat startled. It began shaping into a screen, when a voice from behind Cougar said "Vrine'winith." When Cougar turned to see the speaker, he would see a figured clothed exactly as Renor had been...but in gray.

Her voice was soft, yet easily audible, powerful, yet sweet.

"Renor has enough on his hands at the moment, or he would still be here. I am Mith...what is it you need?"

OOC: Yeah...meet Mith.

"I am unsure of how to continue my training. Before Renor left, he set me a task, which I have completed. I pledged my support to him against the Dragon-King, but I feel as if I cannot help from here. I have heard much of you Mith, how you are the greatest healer mage of your people. Master Renor spoke very highly of you"

Oh...you're the human Renor set out to train. I was surprised at him. (OOC: Mith just calls Renor a male. It's easier for her)

Right...this Black Flame of yours...Renor said something about it being able to heal? Is this an ability you think you can control, or have Renor's combative teachings forestalled that?

I am a solider first and foremost, but I wish to learn if the Black Flame can indeed heal. If it could, then it has ablities much more far-ranging than I thought possible. I have learned many things from Renor, but it appears that it will be some time before he returns to the Tower, if ever

Renor will return. He never leaves a job unfinished. Well, if you wish to learn to heal...

*Mith drew in a deep breath. She hadn't had to lecture since becoming the foremost Kaymirilian healer, and it wasn't her favorite thing to do.*

Healing is a lot different than destroying. Healing energies are actually focused far more, and are more influenced by will than by power. For the energy Renor would expend to kill one man, I can heal ten. It is less draining on the magickal half...and more on the concentration half.

Renor will return. He never leaves a job unfinished. Well, if you wish to learn to heal...

*Mith drew in a deep breath. She hadn't had to lecture since becoming the foremost Kaymirilian healer, and it wasn't her favorite thing to do.*

Healing is a lot different than destroying. Healing energies are actually focused far more, and are more influenced by will than by power. For the energy Renor would expend to kill one man, I can heal ten. It is less draining on the magickal half...and more on the concentration half.

Mith, I can sense you do not wish to lecture. Prehaps you do not wish to teach at all. But, I can see what you are saying, although it is magickally less demanding, it requires concentration far in excess of what I have previously learnt. With focus comes control, therefore it is a useful skill to have

I have no problem with teaching...I've had over a thousand students since I began my magickal track. But lecture...you are correct, I dislike lecture. And I see that you've been under Renor long enough to know the benefits of concentration and control. He stresses that more than any mage I've ever met.

The may I suggest you teach by example, with minimal communication that is relavant to the subject. In this way, you do not have to lecture, and I can increase my concentration factor

Learning by doing? You'll have to travel with me to Kaymiril (OOC: the nation). None of my current patients can be moved. Our Royalty trust me enough that your presence will not be questioned...and if it is...you're a pet project of Renor's, and that's enough response for anyone.

I would be honoured to travel to Kaymiril to you, Mith. I wish to observe how you use your magick to heal. Extend my gratitude to your Royal Family.

Mith took something out of her robe and opened her hand. A Phoenix - 7 opened itself up into its bird form.

"Flyer mode, Su'aco, if you please. And Vhid...Renor told you to stay with this human, so I doubt he'd mind if you transported him."

Vhid ruffled his feathers and transformed as Mith stepped onto her glider.

"Just step on...you'll be fine, so long as you don't fall off."

OK, new mode of transport for me, but there you go. Much more home in the cockpit of a starfighter or in a ground war,"said Cougar, balencing on Vhid as he was transported alongside Mith and her transport

It's not difficult.

*The two transports lifted from their near-ground hover, and into the sky. They blazed back toward Kaymiril, as fast -- no, faster -- than a jet. If Cougar should look down, he would see nothing but the landscape blurring by him dizzyingly. Yet somehow, extra G-forces and windsheer were kept out. Mith's robes did not flutter in the wind that should have been created, and not a single hair on Cougar's head would stir.*

"Incredible. You are a nation of magick, but you possess technology that is in some cases the equal or even superior to ours. If it is possible during our stay in Kaymiril that I can converse with those who designed these technology

"The inventor is dead...long dead...and this is magick keeping you from being crushed or peeled off by the wind. These machines are combinations of magick and technology. We are very behind on our technology, but we find that we more than compensate in magick what we lose in the coldness of metals."

That is a great shame. I did not assume that it was merely technology that kept us safe, but we use nothing like this at all. Tell me, where in Kaymiril are we going?

There is an ancient temple called Rhenevir. In the area around it, mages of my class are trained. Within it, is the most advanced medical facility we have, both magickally and technologically. I have several ill and injured people in there...and in the bottom most levels are five of our six elemental mages, still recovering from the fight with Damongaashi.

Damongaashi? Is that your name for the Dragon King... five out of six! That is not a good sign. If even you (by this I mean them) could not defeat him, how can we (Renor, Cougar, Warfare etc) succeed!" *hangs head*"Perhaps all is already lost, but I would die protecting freedom than allow for my people to be destoryed by Damongaashi"

Damongaashi is his title in his own tongue. And it is five out of eight, really...Uuthli's Chosen has stepped up to fill his role, and Renor and I are fine. And it is not just us fighting this...there are many. Do not give up hope, or I will have to go against my medic's creed and hurt you.

I am sorry, but the situation just seems so grim. Tell me, what do you believe I can learn using the Black Flame on the subject of healing?

Defridorr gazed at the High Tower in wonder. Never before in his innumerable years had he seen such a wonderful place. He sighed from his long voyage and urged his tired Norska (horse) forward. As he came closer to the High Tower, he saw it's true height, and gasped. This tower was truly a marvel. As he sat on his Norska and gazed, he saw an elf approach him to take his steed. He obliged and walked towards the great gates of the Tower. He passed through them and looked around. It appeared that the interior of the Tower was far more grand than the ex, and he smiled. Wizards did know how to create things. He walked towards the mage in the corner and greeted him in the way of his long dead race. "Marrahi Bandreviuter, good mage. I wish to learn under your wisdom and become a wizard. I wish to study your lores and become greater in the magicks of the world. Will you have me?"

The Mage in the corner was no ordinary Mage, in fact, Warfare had returned from Derscon.

"Do you truly wish to learn? For I am no ordinary mage. I can teach you things that would cause great harm, I can teach you things that would rain great blessings. You must be serious however, IF, you wish to learn from me." Warfare said.

"I will learn, great mage, whatever you wish to teach me. I assure you, I am willing to do whatever I must to learn your ways."

I am sorry, but the situation just seems so grim. Tell me, what do you believe I can learn using the Black Flame on the subject of healing?

I do not know, and will not know until I have seen you preform a little bit. All I know is that Renor believed in your ability to learn...and his vote of confidence is more than enough for me.

<OOC> Who here has some type of Instant Messenger? It would make learning this way of RP so much easier. Just click on my little button beneath my name to find Screen Names.

I do not know, and will not know until I have seen you preform a little bit. All I know is that Renor believed in your ability to learn...and his vote of confidence is more than enough for me.

OOC: Welcome back Warhaven. Listen, Cougar has left the tower for a time, he's gone to Kaymiril, but when he gets back hes going to be asking much about the Dragon-King etc, so be prepared

"I am glad Renor has confidence in me, for I have the utmost confidence in him, as well as respect. He has taught me much, but even though his knowledge is vast, he cannot teach me everything I could learn. That is why I am travelling with you, to expand upon what I have already learned, and become a greter asset, allie and friend in these troubled times"

A Gate opened in the courtyard and Galvenor floated out. He looked around and noticed Warfare talking to an individual he had never seen before. Galvenor went over to them.

Renor has some healing abilities. He merely has the philosophy "teach what you specialize in, and let others do the same." And trust me, if battle breaks out and Renor thinks it'll kill you, he'll send you straight back here, whether you want it or not.

*The transports set down amidst tall buildings, majestic spires, and grassy meadows. They change back into their bird form, and both take a perch on Mith's shoulder (OOC: sorry, SE, but they know her better.) Mith starts walking into a large building. It looks thousands and thousands of years old, but it is in perfect condition, and there is something awe-inspiring about it.*

~Different people, most of them in gray, greet Mith as she passes. They also shout a hesitant greeting to Cougar. It was the first experience most of them had ever had with a human. Different medics swarmed around them as they set foot into the temple, and they were reading off reports in a tongue foreign to Cougar.~

Defridorr blinked as he saw another come towards him, and greeted him in the way of his people. "Marrahi Bandreviuter, friend. I am Defridorr. Who might you be?"

Renor has some healing abilities. He merely has the philosophy "teach what you specialize in, and let others do the same." And trust me, if battle breaks out and Renor thinks it'll kill you, he'll send you straight back here, whether you want it or not.

*The transports set down amidst tall buildings, majestic spires, and grassy meadows. They change back into their bird form, and both take a perch on Mith's shoulder (OOC: sorry, SE, but they know her better.) Mith starts walking into a large building. It looks thousands and thousands of years old, but it is in perfect condition, and there is something awe-inspiring about it.*

~Different people, most of them in gray, greet Mith as she passes. They also shout a hesitant greeting to Cougar. It was the first experience most of them had ever had with a human. Different medics swarmed around them as they set foot into the temple, and they were reading off reports in a tongue foreign to Cougar.~

Cougar stared in wonderment at the massive temple, both inside and out. He was well aware of how much he stood out in the crowd, his black clothing contrasting heavily with the grey. He knew they would never have seen one of his kind before, and he had expected it. Nodding at those you acknowlodged him, he followed Mith deeper into the temple, his mind becoming overwhelmed by the sense of illness that perpurtrated the entire temple. He blocked his mind, turning himself into a blank slate, merely an observer to goings-on in Mith's world. He felt out of place in a place of healing, but he knew that he would endure. He also took the opputunity to think about what Mith had said,if battle breaks out and Renor thinks it'll kill you, he'll send you straight back here, whether you want it or not. He knew Renor would do this from the outset, but he resolved not to allow it if he could help it

Mith gives some instructions, then turns into a small area. Those here were not badly injured, by the standards of the place.

"Healing cuts is fairly easy..." Mith takes an arm, very badly slashed by something or other, and begins channeling energy.

"Watch what I do. To heal, you focus the energy into your patient, willing the muscle and flesh to knit back together. It is a little bit tricky, at first, to get them to heal as you want them to...you also have to remember to reform the blood vessels, or you've done more harm than good."

Cougar watched, having to fight the impulse to gasp as he saw the skin, muscle and sinew knit together before his very eyes. By no means squemish, it was a strange expierence to a man more used to causing wounds than healing them. He watched Mith closely, as she channeled her energy into the wound. As she finished, he said,"Amazing, I have never seen such magick as this. It is truly astounding"

The man Mith had patched up said something in thier language, to which Mith responded. Her tone had changed from matter-of-fact to soothing...a tone one would expect from a mother comforting a sick child. She then turned to Cougar.

"It is the magick my people are most proud of. There is another one, not quite so badly injured over there. Do you think you can take care of him?"

"I can certainley try, but I would suggest you stay close in case something goes wrong."*Crosses room to other wounded patient, who cannot understand him talking (I assume the majority cannot speak English, even with Cougar's translator working. Correct me if I am wrong)*"Do not be afraid of me, I am here to help." Cougar laid his hand lightly close to the wound, with a flicker of Black Flame licking around his fingers. His eyes fell half closed as he focused his energy, and as he focused he began to see the severed edges. It was a slightly different technique, but it would work. He manipulated the edges together, stiching them in his mind, taking great care to ensure the blood vessels were properly connected. After prehaps 10 minutes, he opened his eyes, taking his hand away. The wound was gone

Mith nods.

"Well done, for your first try. You have levels of control it takes my students several years to master. You will need more practice at this, but now that you know what you're doing, we can leave the rest of them to the others."

She motions to a door, and a few other Gray-class mages...none of them cloaked or masked...stepped out, and began to work with the rest.

"I will take you back to the Tower...but first, I have to check on the rest. You can come too, if you wish, or you can stay here and work on a few more. If you make a mistake, well...that's what my students are here for."

Go, tend to the others. I will stay and work on these patients with your other students. Better to start small, and I have a theory which I wish to investigate. Also, do you have a communications system, in the near vicinity to the Temple? I must contact the Assembly and inform them of recent developments

Vhid, do as he wishes. Our transports serve as communications devices as well, and many other things. It is a shame the inventor died...he was brilliant.

*Renor's AEagle perches on Cougar's shoulder, and Mith leaves, heading down to the different levels.*

Gray Student1 -- You have to tell him who to contact.

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Mith makes several stops along her way...her work was never done. On the final level, she got there just in time to see T'puuli and Plak'la rising.

T -- That was uncomfortable. The others?

M -- Uuthli dead...his Chosen has stepped up, poor child. Everyone else lives, in various states of disrepair. I expect the rest to be up and about within the next several hours...but take it easy for a few days.

P -- As you say, Mith. We trust to your judgement in this matter.

Cougar watched as Mith left, then turned his attention to a nearby woman, who was sobbing, a nasty looking knife wound in her stomach. He knelt, and placed his hands across the wound. Again, he closed his eyes and began to work. As he moved, swiftly knitting the wound, he found a small piece of the knife embedded in her liver. After checking that he could safely remove it, he pulled swiftly, throwing the shard to the floor beneath him. He finished the woman, flashed her a smile to make her feel comfortable, and signalled that she was ready to leave the temple. He repeated the procedure a number of times, before leaving the temple to contact the Assembly via Vhid,"Snake Eater Government Building, Lord Barbarossa." It took some time for the contact to be established, but eventually it crackled into life,"This is Barbarossa, who is speaking?"
"Cougar, Sir"
"Ah yes. Tell me Colonel, how goes the training?"
"Very well. I have made contact with a highly mage based race, who reside in the nation of Kaymiril, and am recieving instruction in a number of disciplines"
"Good. Is there another reason for you to contact me?"
Cougar told his Lord all that he knew of the upcoming battles, then waited," I assume you want to be involved?"
"Of course, Sir"
"You have my full co-operation. Consider this an extension of your tour in the conflicts taking part across the galaxy that we are involved in"
"Thank you, Sir" Cougar saluted, the instructed Vhid to return to his normal form. With the Eagle pearched on his shoulder, he returned to the temple, where he continued to work, but also thinking I should have gone with Mith, to meet them would be a great honour

One of the Gray mages stops Cougar briefly after his stunt with the knife wound.

"You have to be gentle with wounds like that. You risk doing more damage, as flesh is not as easy to manipulate as stone or other materials. Especially if the patient is scared, as she was."

"Thank you for the advice. It was fool-hardy, but it worked. It shall not be happening again"

The mage nods and goes back to his work.

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[After Mith's made her rounds]

The Head of the Gray class mages dictates reports to a floating quill and parchement at her side as she walks. She'll give instructions to the other medics when they ask her for advice, but she makes her way back to where she had left Cougar.

"What progress do you make?"

Similar to before. I did momentarily progress to removing objects, such as shards of metal etc, but having spoken to one of your students, I realise it was a mistake. I did began to theorise though: I do not heal like you. I see the damage, and then take action on the microscopic level. It takes longer, but has proven highly effective. If I could do that with flesh wounds, I wonder if it could be used to remove poison and other harmful toxins from the bloodstream and cells. By removing them directly, it removes the possibility that they reproduce, causing further problems. What do you think?

You can try it, if you like.

Do you have a subject who is willing to undergo this new procedure?

Come with me.

*Mith turns, and leads Cougar to a deeper level of her hospital. Before opening the door to a section, she hands him a mask and gloves.*

The illnesses in this ward are very potent, and while we have found ways to stop their progress, we have not yet found ways to cure them. You may attempt it, but if anything goes wrong, abort the procedure immediately.

"OK"*pulls on the mask and gloves, and apporoaches a man closest to him* He laid his hands on the mans forehead, and began to look. Within the man's cells and bloodstream, he saw viruses abound, millions of them. This would take time, but he had all the time he needed. Slowly, he grabbed a single virus, and threw it from the body. It landed in a dish just by the mans left hand. He picked another, and another, and continued...

Ineffective. Viruses reproduce swiftly, and one at a time would take too long. try a flow technique. As the blood flows to the exit point, strain the viruses out and remove them. The work would go faster, and be less tiring.

OOC: That's like the StarWars Academy Trilogy Mon Calamari healer. Chighal, I think, or something similar.

OOC: Very Good. You and I think along the same lines, its where I got the idea from. Got them all, lol. Yes, I am quite sad

IC: Cougar heard the advice, and took it. He found his exit point, and placed a mental barrier on the blood. Everything else was allowed through, but everytime a virus appeared, it was stopped by the barrier. When enough had collected, he moved them out whilst maintaining the barrier. The work was alot faster, and he did not feel as weary. Mith had been correct, healing was less power-consuming than Renor's teachings

While Cougar strained the viruses from the blood, Mith had a different barrier over the dish with the viruses, preventing them from becoming airborne.

OOC: Lol, we should talk StarWars sometime. I have so many of the books...been a while since I've read them, lol. You're talking to Boba Fett's biggest fan.

OOC: as Han Solo said,"Boba Fett?, Boba Fett?". Boba Fett is the man. I'll be honest, I draw plenty of inspiration for Col. Cougar from SW, such as Luke Skywalker, Boba Fett etc

IC: Thank you thought Cougar, transmitting his thoughts to prevent wasting his energy on speech, then returned to concentrating on the task at hand

Mith nods.

OOC: Cougar reminds me more of Corran Horn.

OOC: Pick up the Rogue Squadron series by Michael A. Stackpole (the 5th, 6th, and 7th are by Aaron Alston). You'll meet him. Corran's cool.

OOC: Recognise the name of the series. May not reply so often for some, England V Wales, Six Nations rugby. ENGLAND, ENGLAND, ENGLAND!

IC: Cougar swept over the cleansed body, checking for a final time that it was indeed clean. Once he had confirmed this, he brought himself out of the self-induced trance, and promptly collapsed to the floor, exhaustion claiming him after nearly 5 hours

OOC: I gtg anyway...it's 12:30 here, and I have stuff to do.

IC:
Mith guestures to two of her students.

"Take him upstairs, put him in one of the cots. Let him rest."

The gray-clad mages did so. The "cots" for the students staying in the temple itself were amazingly comfortable...not what a seasoned warrior would expect from a hospital bed.

When Cougar wakes up, he'd find a dish of food beside him (native cuisine, gotta love it).

OOC: Had to watch the match... 2 pts! We lost by 2 pts

IC: Col. Cougar woke later that day, in the depths of the Kaymirilian night. He had slept solidly, and the cot was very comfortable. He rose, and wandered through the Temple. Already, he could identify familar faces in the crowd of grey, and he spoke briefly to a few of them, before departing to find Mith. He eventually found her at the summit of the structure, staring out over the city landscape, "Good evening. How is the patient?"

Resting. We're keeping him in quarantine for observation, and if he shows no sign of the illness after two weeks, we will release him, after, of course, testing to make sure he is no longer contagious. It would be very bad if that disease broke out among the population.

*She nods over the town.*

This city is called Mithdelmah -- Gray haven. It is where we work and train, and from where we send out medics, if necessary. Former students of mine, and their students, live and work in and from this town. Every time a light goes out, I can see a member of my family going to sleep for the night. It's relaxing. I became my Master's Chosen when I was fifty...and from that time on my life has been my work. I have no children, save for the ones I taught. It is a very large family, come to think of it.

OOC: I'm sorry.

We have no cities dedicated to the pursuit of a single thing. This*sweeps arm over the town* is unlike anything I have ever seen. You say you have no children? Or at least, no biological? That makes two of us. I do not a family anymore. They are all dead, killed during the Civil War. It was recent, barely 20 years ago toay, as a matter of fact. I was only 6 years old when it happened. After that, I vowed to use my life to help others. I met my Lord then, and now look. I am here, in the company of mages, learning to use an ablity I have had since birth. I want to thank you for all your help, and I intend to tell Renor the same

OOC: It's ok, we arent on top-form at the moment

Mith nods.

"We consider our students our children. I've not been teaching you long enough to consider you my "child"...but it is evident that Renor takes interest in you."

If I may, why do you believe that might be? I have not done anything worthy of merit to a mage such as Renor. I only recently began training with him, and have not had a chance to make a difference

I'm supposed to know the mind of the Black Mage? Renor has always made strange choices. They generally turn out to be good. He doesn't explain his choices, so we merely call it intuition.

OOC: Congrats on 300 posts

"True. It was a stupid question really"*grins*"Still, does anybody understand anybody anymore. Do we even understand ourselves? The answer, nobody knows. It may be intution. He was one of the first people to talk to me in the Tower, and I owe him a debt of gratitude. Not only him, either"*turns to Mith*"I wish to return to the Tower, unless you believe I need to stay longer, in order to learn more?"

OOC:*Sweeping Bow* I would like to thank the Acadmey blah blah blah. It aint really a big deal

I will take you back. However, first I must see that my colleages are all okay. You may come, or you may go to the gate.

I would like to accompany you, if that is permitted. I believe I may not be worthy

What's with your race and "worthiness"? Here, even the lowliest citizen may greet the Queen on the street. Follow me.

*She leads him down many many flights of stairs, toward the bowels of the earth. At about the fifteenth floor down, they'd hear footsteps running toward them from behind.*

Mith! Mith! Kyorl!

*Mith turns to see the newcomer. She is dressed in the same style as Mith and Renor, but her robes are blue.*

M -- Uuthli, I presume?

U -- Yes...I'm going to present myself to the rest...is Renor there, as well?

M -- No. He will meet you on his own time.

U -- Oh...

M -- Meet Col. Cougar of Snake Eaters...a pet project of Renor's.

U -- Renor's training a human?

M -- Apparently so...I recognized some distintive channeling patterns...only taught by Renor.

U -- *Nods her head at Cougar* Greas'anto lu' verve dro'.

M -- Come along...we're headed there anyway.

It is just the way I was brought up, in a society of uniformity and calm, other than the war obivously*Turns to Uuthli* I do not understand your language, so until my translator begins to function, you will have to speak in plain Basic I am afraid. And yes, Renor is training a human"

U -- I figured I would have to use Common when Mith spoke to me in it.

M -- We are here.

*She opens the door and there sit five mages.*

M -- I present Uuthli, heir of her master that died earlier.

The mages nod.

M -- I also present Col. Cougar of Snake Eaters...student to Renor. Cougar, these are Plak'la, T'puuli, Phish, Olath'yukin, and Aeros. Along with Uuthli, myself, and Renor, we are the greatest mages of Kaymiril.

I wish to offer you my condolences on the loss of your companion. From what Renor has told me, he was an outstanding maege, sorely missed by all. I beleive that each of you is Master of a seperate elemental force. That is incredible, for in Snake Eaters the study of magick is commonly treated with scorn

OOC: UM, heeeeeeeeellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo? Anybody out there>?

OOC: Sorry, they were yelling at me to get offline and go. I didn't have any time to post anything.

IC:
T -- We are mages here...we cannot help the loss your people suffer in their lack of magick.

U -- Yes...my master was a good mage, and a good man. I can only hope I can be half the Uuthli he was.

Phish -- Renor's pupil, then? Interesting. *The red-robed mage stands and walks around Cougar, scrutinizing him* And you specialize in fire? Odd combination, to be sure.

Plak'la -- And yes, we do each specialize in an element, with the exceptions of Renor and Mith. I work with time, T'pulli with space, Phish with fire, Uuthli with water, Olath'yukin with earth, and Aeros with air. Mith, as you know, works with the healing magicks, and Renor works best with those magicks that are difficult to define.

"Warfare speaks to the man he has just accepted as a pupil: Tell me then, How much do you truly know? How far does you power extend?

OOC: Sorry, they were yelling at me to get offline and go. I didn't have any time to post anything.

IC:
T -- We are mages here...we cannot help the loss your people suffer in their lack of magick.

U -- Yes...my master was a good mage, and a good man. I can only hope I can be half the Uuthli he was.

Phish -- Renor's pupil, then? Interesting. *The red-robed mage stands and walks around Cougar, scrutinizing him* And you specialize in fire? Odd combination, to be sure.

Plak'la -- And yes, we do each specialize in an element, with the exceptions of Renor and Mith. I work with time, T'pulli with space, Phish with fire, Uuthli with water, Olath'yukin with earth, and Aeros with air. Mith, as you know, works with the healing magicks, and Renor works best with those magicks that are difficult to define.

OOC: Don't worry bout it. I had to go soon after, time difference etc.

IC: "I would not say that fire is a speciality, but meerely the mainfestation of my power. Although when I first arrived the White Tower, I was told it was a sign that I could be an effective pyromancer. I never did explore this avenue, as Renor took me under his wing, teaching from the ground-up, followed by Mith," said Cougar as Phish circled him, his eyes locked with the mages

Phish -- Well, if you are a student of Renor's I will allow her ((how he refers to Renor)) to teach you...still, I must admit, I am curious. Show me.

"Show you what?" said Cougar, eyes slightly narrowed at Phish, not through mis-trust, but from the heat emananting from the fire Master

T -- Show him what you can do. He specializes in the element you have talent for, so he can probably offer you tips that Renor couldn't even think of. *to the others* I can see why Renor chose him...he's an orphan, like all of Renor's class...and he's not a bad soul.

OOC: I gtg. See ya.

"OK, I'll show you a facet of what I know" He allowed the Flame to erupt, the ebong black engulfing him in and bathing him in its power. His hand came up, and he allowed a small spurt of flame to leave him, speeding towards the table leg. It disnintigrated beneeth the Black Flame. He allows the power to subside, brething deeply to recover

OOC: Alright, I'll talk to you later

As the table starts to tip, a burst of flame erupts from the floor, creating a new leg, which matches seamlessly with the rest.

"Fire should flow more easily than that...there is fire in your nature, so all you have to do is make it manifest itself."

Plak'la -- He is a human, and new at this...probably he is doing very well.

O -- True.

OOC:

Damn! I am offline for a day and I have four pages to catch up on. I bet someone will post before I get those read too.

Sorry I have not been around. I've been in bed with some sort of bug that was bouncing my temp back and forth from 97 to 101.

OOC:Balrogga you poor bugger

IC: Thank you for the support Olath'yukin. I have not had any training in the specfic manifestation of fire, even though this is called the Black Flame! Ironic isn't it

Warfare discovered, that with some concentration, he could actually feel the black flame. Sending out a strand of concousness, sure enough, he saw Col. couger using the flame. If any of the mages or Couger where on alert, they would have felt his presence.

As Cougar began to concentrate once again, to see if he could do anything more he felt a prescense. Streching his mind to the limit, he discovered Warfare was watching. He started, but regained his composure, then sent a thoughtwave, Warfare, this is Cougar. I know you are watching us. Why not reveal yourself?

Warfare would get questioning probes from the other mages in the room, but an actual telepathic message from the Silver Master, T'puuli.

Who are you?

Phish would laugh. "Well, young human...it appears that there are more interested in your talent than our Renor. In any event, I believe you have at least one fire spell. I will tell you this...when you have the proper balance of concentration and effort, the spell will flow more easily than anything you've ever experienced, with more power than you could possibly imagine. Mith...I believe we've confused him enough for one day."

M -- True. Come, Cougar. It is time to return you to the Tower.

Of course. I take my leave of you all, and pray that we meet again soon

Warfare Materializes peice by piece in the room.
"I am Warfare, God of the slivers, Friend to Renor, I believe you know him/her, as does Col. Couger here. I was merly intrested in how he was doing. I feel great power gathered here, you must be the great mages Renor spoke of.

Mith nods. "We are they. However, most of us are still on the mend from the battle we went through earlier. At present, I am taking the good Colnel back to the Tower."

The rest of the mages give some sort of greeting to Warfare and good bye to Cougar, and Mith escorts Cougar and Warfare out. ((OOC: and I don't care if you're a god, don't mess with her patients, or you're going to have trouble on your hands.))

"So, they are hurt? If you will, I can my powers to heal, I know a great deal of healing knowledge, I know quite a bit about quite alot. I gave Col. Couger the powers of the Holy White Flame, Fieros. I believe he will do quite well with it. I taught Renor a great spell he previously did not know. My greatest joys are healing and teaching.


OOC: Warfare is to much of a gentlemen to mess with a healers patients without prior approval.

They will be as good as ever in two days time.

What of others, Would you like help in aiding others? After all, I talked Death itself into Healing Prinncess Anna and removing the curse, surely I can help someone you deem beyond help? I ask because this is obviously a hospital, and while you might turn me down, I still feel it would not be right to offer my services.


OOC: This is Miths chance to learn of the wizards potion...

Warfare suddenly dissappeared. Galvenor turned to the new student who stared at the spot where Warefare was standing moments before.

"You will have to excuse him for that. He does it all the time. You will get used to it."

Galvenor floated back a few feet and gave the new mage a deep respectable bow.

"Greetings, I am Galvenor Elvarryinn, High Mage of The Balrogga Empire, Cheif Advisor to His Holy Emperor, Nhur-Galladu. May I be of any assistance to you in Warefare's absence?"


OOC:

FYI - Galvenor is an energy being composed of pure thought and appears as a ghost, being semi-transparent. He speaks to others using Telepathy (red quotes) and uses a wide range of other Psi abilities. If he didn't project an image he would be as visable as a thought...

"Warfare, my friend, it is good to see you," said Cougar, clasping Warfare's hand tightly with his own,"It has been sometime. Tell me, what occurs in Drescon? What of Renor, Anna, and the others who are fighting the Dragon King?"

OOC: I d actually know whats happening, but Cougar doesnt, so could you fill him in a bit?

"Things are not looking pretty, The dragon King has Renor right in his grasp, Renor's Chosen thought, and almost prayed for assistance. It was close enough that I was able to hear it. In turn, I erected a barrier of pure energy between the dragon king and Renor's party told them to play nice."

As any mage of my class would, I would be more than interested in expanding our knowledge and abilities.

Renor went to the Twelfth Plane? With Vedt? I doubt he'd do that...he wouldn't risk both of them at the same time. Vedt is the heir to Renor's position...a good man, but somewhat young. I hope they come out all right.

Well, I freely admit I may have been mistaken in who was with renor, but it was a young woman.

Did she have forehead ridges, and was she extremely protective of Renor?

"As for expanding your abilities, perhaps you would let me demonstrate what I know?"

"God damn it!" exclaimed Cougar, surprsing the other two with his outburst,"Why are we just sitting here? We could get to Drescon fast, and I doubt it is just the Dragon-King that is on the move. If we don't act, then we could loose this battle, and Renor with it. He is my Master, and I will fight with him"

"She was extremly protective yes, I seem to remember her name being Rhenmet, Or something Similar, I had a my mind in three diffrent places at once."

"As for expanding your abilities, perhaps you would let me demonstrate what I know?"

*Nods* Very well, then.

*to Cougar* Calm yourself. If Renor thought that you were capable of taking care of yourself in this situation, he would have sent for you. As much faith as he may have in you, he would not have you die to test that theory.

(OOC: Cougar, Renor's already made arrangements for your training in the event of his death. And Warfare...there's a post for you in the Derson thread.))

"She was extremly protective yes, I seem to remember her name being Rhenmet, Or something Similar, I had a my mind in three diffrent places at once."

Rhenna...the Dragon Child. You never quite knew what to expect from her, and Renor was the only one who could seem to control her when she was littler. She gained discipline as she grew, though.

"You are correct. I cannot do anything. Prehaps I should give up my crusade now? If I cannot fight, then what is the point? I am a solider, and fighting is what I do best

There will always be battles to fight, for everyone. You must fight on your level, Renor on his. To fight battles too high above you will not do anyone any good. Have patience.

"Patience!Patience! I may not have known Renor as long as you have, but if he is to die in his quest, he deserve to know how grateful I am to him for all his instructions!" Cougar was almost shouting now, but then he calmed down, "I don't know what I am to do. I have never felt like this before..." suddenly, the Black Flame erupted, larger, brighter and more powerful than ever before. It rose above him, causing his hair to wave wildly in its wind

OOC:

Galvenor would be willing to help but nobody told him where the rest has gone. Someone will have to contact him IC to allow him to help.

Rhenmet glares at Cougar.

"Do you think you are the only one who felt that way? My master knows what he's doing...and why he's doing it. The least you can do is to respect what he's doing and not become a hinderence to him at his last."

*Glares back*"I am more than aware of what he is doing, Rhenmet. I respect what he is doing, and I am not going to stop him. I'm no fool. I've seen people give up their lives for just causes many times, and this is the most noble I have ever known. I just... I just," his voice faltered, and he sank to the floor, his wretched soul tearing his heart out. As he raised his head, he saw Rhenmet looking at him still, and there was just a hint of sadness, and a tear in the corner of his eye as he spoke, "I just wanted to tell him my gratitude, and to wish him well, wherever he goes. For the second time in my life, I, the only remaining Cougar, Col. James Cougar, Nightshadow as some call me, the greatest solider Snake Eaters has ever known, fell helpless"

OOC: Cougar is only human

Leaving Rhenmet With Col. Couger, warfare disappears back to the Tower.

Renor's face is the first I remember. He raised me from a child, taught me everything I know. Believe me when I tell you he knows the effect his death will cause on each and every life he touched...and he would not wish that sort of pain on anyone. But he also knows the consequences of not doing what he is...and he is choosing the lesser of two evils for everyone, even if it is the greater of two evils for himself.

Warfare literaly Runs over to Galvenor.
"Galvenor my friend, There are trying times over in Derscon and the Dragon King threatens to take over Creation itself. I Request your help in this matter."

You of course know... you did know him better than I ever did, and I never saw his face. If we ever recover his body, let me make a simple request: Do not allow me to see his face, it was not within his wishes, and I will tarnish his memory. I merely wish to remember him as he was to me, a teacher, and a friend

Warfares 1st Body suddenly forms, next to him is Princess Anna, Rhenmet, and the Kamidogu from the Dragon Kings Temple.

The Two Warfares Eye each other suspiciously, stick their tounges out at each other, Slap each other, and unable to pull their hands from each others faces, merge back into the origanil Warfare, who is rubbing his cheeks and wondering why he did that.

A -- That was...the oddest sort of teleport I've ever been through.

*she takes the Kamidogi ((there were two))* Well...what a price to pay for two trinkets.

R -- No...being masked is a requirement for his level mage. He did not like going around masked...*she looks at her master's mask, which she still holds in her hand*...and he went so far as to face his last few moments as himself.

OOC: It's a flicker time/space effect. Don't worry about it...very advanced magick.

IC:
M -- Well...I guess the quickest way there is to teleport. *taps Cougar on the shoulder and teleports them both back to the Tower.*

OOC: Warfare, what about the potion recipe?
And I didn't expect for people to get so torn up over Renor's death. :'(

OOC: Everyone liked the char, that's why. Maybe... Maybe, no it couldn't happen. Is there a spell to revive the dead? (could pass the time until the Dragon King is well again)

IC: Masked as a requirement? That is unfortuante. Who will take his place?

OOC: Yes, it is possible to revive the dead, but forbidden except under very VERY specific circumstances. And they'd never be the same power/person again. That's why the inventor of the glider "technology" is dead.

IC:
His Chosen. I believe that individual already knows...but I will be heading there soon to give him Renor's mask and final instructions.

OOC: Shame, but it might be worth considering

IC: "His Chosen? I see.Well, Renor is dead, and the Dragon King is weakened. What do we do?" *stares at the circle of people now gathered*

A -- Now...I have to get this stuff back to Derscon...and Rhenna has a job to do. Crown Princess Annastrianna d' Maril *by way of introduction*...and it seems that you were the human that knew Renor the best.

Col. Cougar, SE Special Forces, honoured to meet you your Highness. Renor said I should meet you. I only wish it were under happier circumstances. I would not say I knew him best, that must attributed to his Chosen and Rhenmet. I would say I knew him, and held him in the highest regard

OOC: Right, one more post then I'm off for the rest of the night (GMT) so I'll check tomorrow, when I can

Anna inclines her head.
"It is obvious you had his respect...and that is a lot, coming from the head of his class."

OOC: That's why she said "human." Renor only ever let himself get to know ONE human. Guess who. Oh, btw, this is what Anna looks like. http://groups.msn.com/CaveOfSpiders...oto&PhotoID=327

OOC: I feel honoured. No, really, I do

IC:"I must remain here, I believe it would be best for all of us. After all"*shoots a vicious glance at Rhenmet*"Some of us believe I am more of a hindarance than ally"

OOC: Cmon, before I go lets get this thread over 400 posts!

OOC: Okay. Will do.

IC:
Rhenna's hurting more deeply than you could ever know. Her kind have deeper emotions...more passionate, stronger. And she's known Renor for three hundred years, about.

Come on, Rhenmet. Let's go.

*The two teleport back to Derscon*

Cougar looked blank for a moment, then nodded at the now empty space in front of him,"You are correct Princess, I cannot imagine" he mumbled, as if she could hear him, the retireed to his room...

OOC: Where he will be until tomorrow, so make sure someone stays so I can transfer to the other thread if needed

Galvenor seemed to be taken aback by the audacity of what he had just heard.

“He is what? That is impossible. The Gods would not stand for that. Show me where this abomination is happening. I will come right away and use my mightiest magics to smite the upstart fool before the Gods have to come down and make a mess of things."

Warfare has never seen one of the Ta’Nar expressing emotion, much less the feelings of anger emitting from him at this moment. They felt like a wall hitting him with their unexpected force. Galvenor’s reply echoes within Warfare’s mind, sending shivers down his spine.

“Show him to me. Take me there now.”


OOC:

Link please...

OOC: The link you requested, Galvenor. Wow...Renor didn't even talk too much with this guy. I feel honored...and Renor isn't quite dead yet...I was going to let the Dragon King have the joy of killing him himself.

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=390770

Warfare Finds Mith, and stands Squarely in front of her.
" My lady Healer, I fear the Great Mages my be needed again soon, This is a recipe for a potion quite powerful, it takes a skilled healer to make one, and I am confident in you abilites, seeing as your one of the great mages. This potion when mixed properly, will be Blood Red, sented in a way unique to you, mine are scentless, when drank, this potion will taste Marvelous, when the potion hits the stomach, it will burn like fire, and, when it hits the blood itself, will cause the one who drank it to go into Euphora few 24 hours, unless Great will power is applied, then it is lessoned. This potion cures all disease, regrows Lost Limbs, Restores fertility, and, Removes a great Number of Curses, it is ineffective against death. This potion was responsible for the removal of Death's Curse. this potion is called a wizards Potion. It takes 5 Hours to make one. I request that you pass this knowledge down to all who come after you. I do not like Knowledge being lost." Warfare said.

Warfare brings his hands together and pulls them apart, as he pulls them apart, a scroll is found between his hands, a small scoll.

Please, Take it, and use it with your wisdom. I, and the other gods have handed these out in dire cases, when conventional healing failed. I trust your wisdom and experience in this matter.

Mith nods, and takes the scroll.

"I thank you."

She opens it, and skims over it.

"Ah hah...so that's what was missing...it has a greater effect than I thought it would."

She closes the scroll. "I will use it according to need. We are not a wasteful people."

With that, warfare sank into the floor. The only trace of his remains, a faint glow on the floor.

Galvenor recieved a telepathic projection containing the location of the conflict. He reached inside himself to his Conduit and pulled Power from it. Space and time were banished as reality was manipulated. Into a chaotic rippling mass of nothingness, Galvenor abruptly vanished.

OOC: Balrogga, dude! Go and kick Dragon-King ass!

IC: Cougar emerged from his room, and looked around God damn it! No ones here, I can't get to Drescon, unless I take my Cobra He stood, debating with himself. Galvenor and Warfare were gone, and Mith was pouring over the scroll that she had requested. He thought it best to leave her, and went to the libary. He felt sure that Renor must have missed something about the Dragon-King, and he needed to know whatever he could

Mith finished looking over the scroll, then teleported to and from Mithdelmah to put it away, and have her Chosen start brewing one. She then steps into the library.

"Having a hard time sitting still, Cougar?"

He looked up and smiled as he saw who it was. It was the first smile for some time, "You could say that Mith, you could say that. I spent alot of time thinking last night, meditating and such. I wish to apologise to Rhenmet for my callusnous last night. It was foolish, and I was emotional" He laughed, a deep, throaty laugh, "Emotional. Me, a SHADOW operative, emotional? Never have I heard of such a thing. But then again, I am only human"*Looks away, at the book he has found, and continues talking*"I did find this whilst I was here, take a look, it holds clues to how to defeat the Dragon-King...permantley"

OOC: Make up some stuff here

*Mith takes the book and reads from it*

While the Dragon King may be damaged by magick or physical attacks, so long as he is not at full power, the only way to truly defeat him is by running him through with his own sword, after all its accessories have been gathered.

Well, the Czar has the sword, and Rhenna and Anna have obtained the final two Kamidogi.

*Mith closes the book and puts her hand on Cougar's shoulder*

There are none among us who blame you for how you feel, child. Renor was well liked by those few who knew him.

I know, but's it hard. Maybe you have learnt to block emotions, but even after years of intensive training, I cannot quell them all the time. And Rhenna regards me as a hindarance more than an ally against the Dragon-King, for I am not as powerful as you, or her, or Anna, Galvenor, the list goes on!

*Hangs head* And with Renor gone, I cannot finish my training, for no one else had any knowledge of how the Black Flame works, not even the libary of the Tower. I am almost helpless in the fight, bar against physical, living breathing oppenents. Then, I am all but unstoppable.

We do not block our emotions...there will be a time and place to grieve for our lost comrades...but it is not here and now.
However, I do not believe that Renor would just up and die without seeing that you finished your training...Rhenna told Vedt that Renor's final instructions were to "see to the human's training." Vedt -- Well, Renor, now -- will not disregard his master's final instructions. And he is worthy of the title. I doubt you'd have a better teacher, given the circumstances.

I cannot see Vedt as another Renor. It may seem commonplace to you, but to me it is starnge and alien. Once a Master dies, that is it, yet you continue the name to his or her successor. It is a strange system. And I do not know this Vedt, he does not know me, or of me, or what I can do. I will not be afforded the same respect, even if you say that I am.

OOC: So, hold on. You just killed off Renor, and hes now basically resurected as Vedt aka Renor. Is Vedt going to be much different?

It is always strange when a Master dies and the Chosen steps up. I knew Renor before he was Renor. I will never forget the day when he came in, in the cloak and mask of his position, and said "Menalth has breathed his last. I am Renor." That was a hundred years ago. The day before yesterday, Uuthli was Zerva. Give Vedt a chance. It was Renor's last wish that he complete your training. An extension of that is that it was his wish that you complete your training.

OOC: Vedt is 250 to Renor's 420. He's inexperienced at this whole new job, and is reeling from the loss of someone he looked to as father. While the training will be the same, the person is different. That and Vedt (who will be called Renor, and Renor will be referred to as Alberekek b/c now he's dead) will be able to give you a couple of new perspectives on Renor.

I see the wisdom, but it is still odd. If it is strange to you, imagine how I must feel!*smiles wanly*"Renor...Alberekek was right, Princess Anna shares my ideals, but we act in different ways. I wish I had more time to talk to her... Oh well. If it was Renor's dying wish to have me complete my training, then it is what I shall do"

Mith nods.

When will I be able to meet the new version of Renor?

Probably within a day or two. He has three spells he has to master on his own, has to see to what death rites he can for his Master, and make sure that no one has a problem with the transition.

Cougar nodded, "That is what I expected. In the meantime, I wish to meet with the others fighting in this war. Anyway to get me to Drescon, even if I cannot enter the Nexus

OOC: He read up on alot of stuff. oh, and warhaven, if your checking this thread, i loved the bit with the two warfares, made me laugh. Gd work

I know no nation called "Drescon," but if you mean "Derscon"...very well. Renor is there as well ((Renor meaning Vedt, who know wears the mask and cloak)), so you'll meet him sooner than you anticipated. *teleports them both to Derscon*

"No. That child has not dissepeared, no matter how hard I have tried to supress a memory such as that. I see it every day, at least once. Thank you for your comfort, MAster, it is much appreciated.*shrugs off the blanket*I must find Rhenna, I don't have much time left. Hurry up and heal Master, I am on the verge of being lost without you."He smiled, and hurried from the room, spreading his thoughts through the Temple, searching out Rhenna...

R -- *After Cougar has left* There are some memories, my human apprentice...that are not meant to be lost...

********

"An experience most awful for one so young..." Rhenmet had been headed back to her master with news on maybe replacing some of their lost numbers...but that was a phrase Renor used only when discussing the most private...and painful...matters with his students. Turning around, she sent a message back to Rendelmar through D'anthe, her Oreb class glider. They prepared immediately for a) the death rites of those lost and b) the testing of new potential candidates.

She then headed to the top of the Temple. Mithdelmar was one of the oldest, most beautiful cities in the nation...and it was peaceful...and open. Her class of mage lived in secret...the open sky was not entirely familiar to her. Leaning against the top of the wall, she looked out, over her "homeland."

Cougar emerged onto the uppermost level of the Temple, which gazed out over Mithdelmar, like a sheperd watching his flocks. The cold air hit him square between the eyes, and he went cross-eyed briefly. Then he relaxed, and noticed Rheena leaning on the wall, staring moresly over the city. He wanted to move closer, but he daren't. God, why was he like this? He instead went also to the wall, "A beautiful night, very apt"

"Interesting that you'd call a beautiful night "apt" for a day such as today."

Rhenna had heard him coming well before he'd got there...military boots were so...loud.
Her mind had really been immersed in the happenings of the day. While she'd only known a few of the mages of the other classes, she knew each and every mage of her class fairly well...she could recall so many things about each of the twenty that had died that day. It disturbed her...she would never see them again. Jakren, he had always been something of a clown...and she and Trayn had been planning a game of Kyilen in two days time. It would never happen. They were her friends...her family. For the first time in her life, Rhenmet felt the weight of loss. Not as bad as if Renor had actually died...but almost.

OOC: It's "Rhenna"...double "n", not double "e"...gives a totally different sound.

A Gate opened and Galvenor floats through. The gate closes.


OOC:

Making my return from the other Thread official.

"Interesting that you'd call a beautiful night "apt" for a day such as today."

Rhenna had heard him coming well before he'd got there...military boots were so...loud.
Her mind had really been immersed in the happenings of the day. While she'd only known a few of the mages of the other classes, she knew each and every mage of her class fairly well...she could recall so many things about each of the twenty that had died that day. It disturbed her...she would never see them again. Jakren, he had always been something of a clown...and she and Trayn had been planning a game of Kyilen in two days time. It would never happen. They were her friends...her family. For the first time in her life, Rhenmet felt the weight of loss. Not as bad as if Renor had actually died...but almost.

OOC: It's "Rhenna"...double "n", not double "e"...gives a totally different sound.

"When you've seen as much death as I have, you learn to treasure beauty and life when and were you can find it," said Cougar, his hands by his sides. He could see the pain in Rhenna's face, having lost so many in such a short time was a traumatic expierence that people should not have to face,"Are you alright? Wanna talk about it?"

OOC: Sorry bout spelling, lol. Anyway, Cougar doesn't wear normal military boots, hes an SF operative. His boots are soft-souled, etc, so they barely make any sound.

Rhenna was somewhat surprised at the human for reaching out to her...as he had just said, he had seen much death. Still...the chance to speak about the loss was appreciated.

"They were my family...and I'm not entirely sure why they died.These are people I was speaking to not even yesterday...barely twelve hours ago I made a plan to get together with three of them tonight and have a game of Rhysven. I'm just...trying to reconcile myself to the fact that I'm not going to see any of them again."

Her head was turned slightly away from him, but if he was looking at her, he would still notice the tears beginning to flow down her cheeks. Had he been a regular human, she'd have wiped them away immediately and kept her emotions in. But this was another student of Renor's. If he saw her crying...well, let him.

OOC: It's okay, lol. And she's been raised as a type of elf. A) She can indeed hear him walking, B) she can hear him breathing, too.

Cougar was surprised at Rhenna, never had he seen a Drow cry. He hesitated briefly, then extended his arm and placed his hand on her shoulder,"You won't forget them, that is what made them special to you. People who touch your life, you remember, no matter what happens. As for why they died, they died to save all of us. We all understood the risks of that battle." As he spoke, the memory flashed once again in his head, and he colsed his eyes, inhaling deeply.

OOC: OK, OK so elves have amazing hearing... :p

If they ((the royal family of Derscon)) had been a little less blind by their own customs, it would have been so easily preventable. They lost one life...all other parties involved were the ones who were really hurt.

You cannot judge them on their customs alone. Yes, it could have been prevented, but then so could a lot of things. It just...happens. I know how you must feel, cheated and highly emotional. Do you want some peace?

"I was told once that there can be no peace so long as there is life..."

She catches the intonation of the word "emotional," and looks over at him. She then laughs, and wipes her eyes.

"I apologize...you are a student of Renor, so I forgot for a moment that you are a human, instead of one of us. You must think us a cold people..."

"I do not think of you as cold, merely different to myself. I am honoured that you do not always see me as a lowly human, as I am sure I appear to you, but as an equal." He smiled, and moved a bit closer,"As for peace whilst there is life? Whoever told you that was very wise. Life is chaos, and only in death may we all find peace" He turned away from her, removing his hand, and returned to staring out over the city

"My master chose to teach you...it means he saw something in you different from them. I do not question what he sees. And yes...peace does only come in death...I thought. I'm not even sure of that anymore. This place is the closest thing to peace I've encountered."

She looks over at him...he'd seen many things, she could tell...how many, of what nature, she did not know...but to only be twenty six...humanity was a hard road, it seemed. She went back to looking over Mithdelmar.

After a few moments silence, he spoke again, "Rhenna, what is the rest of Kaymiril like? I have only seen this small corner of your nation, and I wish to see it all"

OOC: Warhaven, now would be a great time to do what we discussed

The rest of Kaymiril? Kaymiril is really hard to put in a box. There are places where the land is harsh, and places where it is beautiful. I'm not really very well traveled...to the public, our class of mage does not exist.

He smiled, not only at her (well, mostly at her) but at how she described her class of mage, "You and I are not so different then. You do not exist in public, I do not officially exist to the SE Government, but there you go" He smiled again, his hand finding hers in the cold night....


OOC: I'll let you decide the reactions... I'm gonna get murdered aernt I

Rhenna let her fingers curl around his, and she looked at their hands for a moment or so, then back out at the city. "You have warm hands."

OOC: Maybe if Vedt was there, but he isn't, so...

OOC: Are you physic or summit? All the girls I know say I have v.warm hands, and my g/f says my hugs are v. warm. Strange :)

IC:"And you have cold hands. It pays to have someone like me around, at least I have some use*Pauses* Rhenna, when you first met me, you said I was merely a hindarance. What do you think now?"

OOC: I didn't know that...however, most of my drow chars have body temperatures of 96-97 degrees F. Rhenna's is somewhere like 89 degrees F...that's 31.7 degrees C.

IC:
You did defeat an arch demon all by yourself...so it's probably safe to say I underestimated you. However, I can also say for certain that you have a long way to go before you can be sure of yourself in magickal battles.

OOC: Ok... Um I have nothing else,lol

IC: "You are right of course. I hope Renor recovers. But he should be given his time. He has worked for many years a this job, and deserves some rest*Notices she is shivering*Here, take this*Takes off his cloak, and wraps it round her* Better at all?"

Oh...I'm not shivering from the cold...I used a lot of magick today, and the adrenaline's finally wearing off. Our clothes are woven of a fabric that adjusts to the environment. My hands are cold, as are the tips of my ears...but other than that, I'm perfectly comfortable.

"Keep it anyway, I'm alright without it. You're knackerd, go and get some rest, here," he pulled a blue pill from his belt,"This is a sleeping pill. It will give you ten hours of uninterrupted sleep, and don't worry, there aren't any side effects."

*She takes it from him, and looks at it. Her eyes narrow, and little flickers of light encase the pill briefly*

I...don't think there'd be a lack of side effects...I'd have to check it with a gray class, though. Don't worry, I'll be fine. After the adrenaline's fully gone back to normal, I'll be better.

I'd feel better if you got some rest. I'm just a little bit woried about you Rhenna*Turns away, as if ashamed of what he just said*

All right...I'll find a cot somewhere around here and rest.

*Holding out a scroll written in Drow*

If you see Renor before I do, give this to him.

*She takes his cloak and slings it back around him, letting her hands linger on his shoulders briefly.*

And Cougar...thanks.

*She heads down to the ground levels of the Mith V'dre, and sits against the backboards of one of the cots. She closes her eyes, and her breathing becomes regular.*

Having fully recovered in paradise, Warfare decided it was time to return to the Mortal Realms and help rebuild. Warfare arbitraily appears at the top of the temple, and only lets his presence felt by Col. couger, and Rhenmet, for the moment, deciding to help them first. He makes a thought drift into their minds: "I wonder what Riptide is like..." Then Warfare simply waits there until they find them.

OOC: A "Subtle" opening to What the three of us discussed for Rhenmet and col. Couger.

Rhenna had only been resting a short while when the thought crossed her mind.

I wonder what Riptide is like...

She opens her eyes, and looks around. Riptide...she'd heard about it, once...where...Warfare said something about it...wait. Renor had sent her a brief message to research on a race called "Slivers." They were a race that lived on Riptide. But why had the thought crossed her mind? It wasn't a thought of her own, she was sure. She sits up straight.

"Where are you?"

"I stand on top of the temple, in a flowing white Robe caressed by my long red Hair. I have fully recovered in immortal Paradise, and I offer you a chance to get away to a relaxing spot on Riptide. Riptide is 100% untamed wilderness, such is the nature of my children. but I think you will enjoy the chance to "get away" from it all and ease the stress on your mind, body, and Spirit. If you wish to actually see Riptide, and meet my children face to face, come to the rooftop." Warfare telepathically thought to Rhenmet.

This whole idea made Rhenna wary. She went to see Renor...but her master was resting, and she thought to let him rest. Writing a note, she pulled on the cloak and halfmask -- distinctly different from Renor's, appropriate to her rank -- and walked to the top of the building. She was an impressive sight, as the wind whipped the cloak and her hair to one side, and she walked straight to the god. Divine or not...she firmly believed in Renor's teaching to "never trust without reason or knowledge."

"Why do you extend this offer to take us there?"

"Simple, I My life stretches from infinity to infinity, During my eternal life I meet very few people I can think of as, friends, therefore I try to help my friends out in any way I can. Currently, I offer a method of relaxation, and first contact. These recent events have truly been stressful and trying. I am only extending this to you and Col. couger at this moment. Renor is in bad shape, and Princess Anna seems to be buried under a mountain of paperwork, involving these past few days. You and Col. couger are the only ones capable of actually taking a vacation at the moment. Is it wrong to want to help friends and Allies recover?" Warfare asked.

Vacation...such an odd word. She remembered the Renor before her master..."You serve the line Maril. Your life has no other purpose. You sleep until you are called for, you work until you are done." He had been harsh...and to think that her master had learned everything from him. Renor was different from his master, as Vedt would be from his when it was time for him to step up.

The next consideration was this offer. It seemed to be genuinely given in good will...another consideration, was that Renor had known this god...had addressed him familiarly, by name, back on the Twelfth Plane. A friendly greeting...

"I will go."

OOC: Remember, we also need couger...

IC: "I shall join you momentarily, I must also get Col. Cougers answer." warfare said.
Warfare simply snapped his fingers, a cloud of Æther surrounded Rhenmet. Æther was a golden colored mysterious energy found on Riptide and Mirroden. When the Æther cleared, Rhenmet found herself standing on a ledge face to face with what had to be the largest snake in creation, only this was the Queen Sliver. 15 feet around in diameter, and 200 feet long, the Queen certainly given the Dragon King a run for his money in size. the Queen had wound herself up into a small hill. An exit stood behind Rhenmet.
"Welcome." The Queen whispered, Whispered because if she had spoken in a normal tone, she would have more than likely driven Rhenmet deaf, or the sound waves would have bowled her over, or both, who knows?
"I can see you are not the princess I saved, but do you know her?" the queen asked softly.

"No answer is necassary now, you are here for a break I know, my world stands open behind you. Feel free to explore, my children are all over the world and always willing to lend some help should you need it." the queen whispered

Rhenmet made a slight bow to the Queen Sliver.

"I am not Princess Annastrianna, you are correct. However, I do know her. She is grateful for the sacrifice you made...we all are. If there is ever anythign we can do in return, you need not hesitate to ask."

OOC: I know. It's not my fault that it's 2:30 in the morning his time.

"There is nothing to be done, I was nearing my end anyway, such is the way of life. I just need to lay My final egg, containing my Daughter, the Princess. I hope I do it soon, but I fear what will happen should I not do it." the Queen whispered.

The Queen moves slightly and reveals a batch of Sliver Eggs.

"Look at them all, their all truely my children. this is a new breed, plated sliver, bred to toughen the scales of any nearby sliver, I bred them, because of the Razorgrass feilds on Mirroden, our other world, perhaps one day you shall see it. I keep trying to breed my daughter, perhaps soon it will happen. Are there any questions you might have? please, I rarely get non sliver visitors." the queen whispered some more.

The Queen moves some more,and covers the eggs again, keeping them safe. It is only a breif move, for quicker than one might think an old snake like her could move, she moves off them completly. the queen and Rhenmet, get to watch the Baby Plated Slivers hatch. First small cracks appear here and there, than the widen, soon small wriggling baby slivers have hatched, and begin looking at the queen expecting a meal, the queen lets out a rather loud hiss in pure Sliverese summoning the Brood Mothers, slivers whos sole appointed task in life is raising baby slivers. The Brood Mothers Slither in and before you can blink, have carried the baby slivers out in their mouths, off to feed them, and begin raising them.

"That was unexpected, I thought they would hatch in two hours, not now, oh well." the Queen whispers again

New life...I thank you for allowing me to watch their births, your Highness...I needed the reminder that life goes on. If you like, I could summon Mith. She is our greatest healer, but beyond that, she has a great ability for the feeling of life. If anyone could help you create your daughter, it is she.

"Please forgive me for phrasing this like I am, but, If the Gods themselves can't help me, how can she? I have prayed to warfare, and during his recovery in Paradise, he spoke with all the other Gods, and truly there is a great variety, from what I understand, there are even gods totaly dedicated to healing and preserving Life. I have been looked at by Divine docters, all to no avail, it would seem, that Death itself did this to me, when he was restoring the Princess. I am sure SOMETHING will happen." The Queen Whispered in Reply.

OOC: I give Indra Prime until Friday to respond, then I start the thread without him.

To cure death itself is not beyond her abilities...maybe in your case, considering the nature of what was done...but perhaps she will have a perspective that the gods did not. If you do not wish to see her, though, I will respect that.

"I will think about it, in the mean time, I grow weary and must rest my bones awhile. There is a whole world out there to enjoy, please, go, explore, you never know what you might find." the Queen Whispers some more.

The Queen curls up into a small hill again, and falls asleep. soon her snoring causes the entire Cavern to rumble.

Rhenmet leaves the cavern, and heads out into the sunlight of Riptide. It was indeed a wild beauty. Moving to the top of a nearby slope, she looked out over the land, until someone should join her. New worlds, after all, are not meant to be explored alone.

OOC: I'm going now. I'll check this thread at a bit past eight pm GMT (which happens to be the time we can all see due to the clock at the bottom of the NS forum page)

what Rhenmet saw, was that she was really on top of a mountain. Various Bird species and Slivers flew overhead. below here spread an untaimed wilderness. Slivers could be seen slithering about on various errands. minor technological installations could be seen here and there, renments, from the BORG. A Large forest fills one particularly large valley. A swamp fills another, in the distance, one can see the sea. A large nearby boulder looks like one could sit on it. A fresh breeze stirs the Air. Ocean Star shines brightly overhead.

OOC: I have nothing, really were going to have to wait for Snake eaters. Ocean star is blue by the way, hence the name.

what Rhenmet saw, was that she was really on top of a mountain. Various Bird species and Slivers flew overhead. below here spread an untaimed wilderness. Slivers could be seen slithering about on various errands. minor technological installations could be seen here and there, renments, from the BORG. A Large forest fills one particularly large valley. A swamp fills another, in the distance, one can see the sea. A large nearby boulder looks like one could sit on it. A fresh breeze stirs the Air. Ocean Star shines brightly overhead.

OOC: I have nothing, really were going to have to wait for Snake eaters. Ocean star is blue by the way, hence the name.


OOC: Guys I am so sorry. Consider Cougar having accepted the invitation.

IC: Cougar emerged behind Rhenna, noticing he as she stood out in comparision to the rest of this rather beautiful land. That is not all that is beautiful he thought to himself. "Hi there. What an unexpected surprise," he smiled, genuinely pleased to see her again. Last night on top of the temple he had felt something he had never felt before, and he wanted time to explore it. He looked past her, seeing many things, many beautiful, a few disfiguring, such as the BORG technology. Ocean Star beat down upon them, bathing in its blue light. Then his gaze came back to the Drow in front of him, and he smiled once again,"What do you think? It is beautiful isn't it"

Warfare strolled by.

"Explore to your hearts content, Later, I shall be happy to take you back to Kaymiril. I would join you, but alas, I fear a few important things have sprung up therefore, I leave exploration to the two of you." Warfare said

As Warfare left, he noticed a longing in Col. cougers heart to say something, a private smile crossed his lips as he knew what it was. Col. couger had faced down and ArchDemon, yet was afraid to express his true feelings? Warfare left a wellspring of Courage inside Couger, the compulsion to tell Rhenmet his feelings was weak now, but with every passing second it would grow just a little bit stronger. With that, Warfare disappeared in an unintresting fashion.

OOC: Think nothing of it. water under the bridge and all that.

Warfare strolled by.

"Explore to your hearts content, Later, I shall be happy to take you back to Kaymiril. I would join you, but alas, I fear a few important things have sprung up therefore, I leave exploration to the two of you." Warfare said

As Warfare left, he noticed a longing in Col. cougers heart to say something, a private smile crossed his lips as he knew what it was. Col. couger had faced down and ArchDemon, yet was afraid to express his true feelings? Warfare left a wellspring of Courage inside Couger, the compulsion to tell Rhenmet his feelings was weak now, but with every passing second it would grow just a little bit stronger. With that, Warfare disappeared in an unintresting fashion.

Cougar felt an overwhelming urge to tell Rhenna how he felt, but he denied it. Thanks Warfare, but I'll keep that for later he thought to himself, then jumped down from the tip of the mountain to a ledge maybe 15ft down, landing cleanly. He turned, his face flushed, and gestured to Rhenna to jump down also,"Don't worry, I'll catch you," he called, hiw voice drifting up towards her

With a sigh, warfare turned to his other body, a female one, a transfered over. Her male body needed some deep slumber, a divine body could only take so much and still stay in pristine shape. All she was left with now was, what to wear? Having access to every style and fashion in creation was making it hard for her to choose. after that came the coice of, what shoes to wear. Finishing off with, what hair style and color? If she was feeling especially trendy, what Eye and nail color? It was not easy being a Goddess.

OOC: OK, I have seen and read many things (TA:WP anybody?) but that is just weird beyond extreme. LOL. OK, listen, I want you opninon on this... The new thread with u, me, Kaymiril and tht other person (cant remember names), could introduce Snake Eaters god, Leviathan?
I have no IC statements until Kaymiril comes on, and tht prob wont b for bout 2 hrs (18:37 this was posted btw)

OOC:

I believe I was invited too. Bring me in at your convienance. I have ten hours of school before I get home so you will have to bring me in yourself.

I will check when I get home.

By the way, I am at the Tower currently...

OOC: Balrogga, This part on Riptide, is simply an IC way for COl. couger tell Rhenmet he loves her, without any pressure, or interuptions. I am giving Indra Prime until friday to TG me back any kind of a response irregardless of what it is. Snake Eaters, Warfare is going to completly seal Mirroden from the outside world. Not even Beldragos can get in. When a god seals of a world dedicated to himself, no one can get in unless they really really try. I admit it would be cool to have a god in therem but Warfare is going to be sealed inside the mirari, leaving this to mortals. this is Mortal VS. Machina Deus. or Machine God, which is literaly what the Mirari becomes after obsorbing Warfare Maliciusly. Heck even a powerless Death gets absorbed. there will be no Divine interference because Divine interference caused this in the first place.

IC: Warfare finally decided on a green scheme, now, what style?

OOC:I have no Idea what Necron is, I was merely using Latin to illustrate my point and make it seem all that much more dramatic and final. I am having fun with my now female Goddess. I wonder, dress or no? well see...

OOC:I have no Idea what Necron is, I was merely using Latin to illustrate my point and make it seem all that much more dramatic and final. I am having fun with my now female Goddess. I wonder, dress or no? well see...

OOC: OK, well, in 40K ther is something known as the Machine God ak Machina Deus. Would take way too long to explain properly

OOC: I understand.

IC: Warfare settled on a nice 5 Inch stiletto Heel. Green. Of course. Black Fishnet Pantyhose, but what more?

OOC: Warhaven, this is entirely funny, b/c I remember clearly making these choices. Ummm...let's see, is it a bright green or a dark green? And whatever you do DON'T go for green eyeshadow. If you want eyeshadow, do a smoky gray effect, or maybe browns or neutrals. Tasteful blues if you're feeling brave. Green eyeshadow with green clothes is just too much and it clashes. And maybe a pink lipgloss...nothing too heavy.

IC:

Cougar felt an overwhelming urge to tell Rhenna how he felt, but he denied it. Thanks Warfare, but I'll keep that for later he thought to himself, then jumped down from the tip of the mountain to a ledge maybe 15ft down, landing cleanly. He turned, his face flushed, and gestured to Rhenna to jump down also,"Don't worry, I'll catch you," he called, hiw voice drifting up towards her

Rhenna laughs. "It's not the fall I'm afraid of, but..." she disappears, and in that same instant, reappears beside him. "It's ever so much faster to teleport."

OOC: Yes...no divine interference...meaning I can actually show off my mages.

"Now really, wheres the fun in that?" He laughed also, a deep, throaty laugh. He felt good for the first time in ages. He was relieved to finally be away form the pressures of life in the Tower and fighting, if only for a short time, but he couldn't imagine anybody else he'd rather spend it with,"Now, choices,choices, choices. Where shall we go first? We have quite a bit of time to ourselves, so why not enjoy it?" Again, that feeling rose, but again he beat it back God, how long before it gets the message, not appropiate until later on! he thought to himself, then began walking down the path cut into the side of the mountain, towards the wildnerness

*Rhenna shakes her head, amused, and tags along with Cougar*

Fun? What a strange concept.

"C'mon, Are you really trying to tell me that you don't have fun in your lives?" His tone was incredelous, but none the less he managed to carry it with humour,"You say it is strange, I belive it is healthy. Oh well, just difference of race I suppose."He smiled, and reached for her hand, letting his fingers curl around hers, just as they had the previous night.

Even our games are designed to supplement our training. But fun is a relative term. We, too, have activities we enjoy.

*walks at his side*

This is a beautiful world...reminds me of Lorug Forest...Renor -- Menalth, Renor's master -- took us there on a training mission...it was...interesting, to say the least.

XD @ the name

"The White Tower"

So when is Rand Al Thor going to come?

It reminds me of a number of things. Some good, some bad. The best one was the forest just close to my home when I was young, before the dark times. It was very much like this, but then..." He trailed off, his eyes glazed over and his breathing deepened, as if trying to suppress a bad memory

OOC: Now would be a good time for Rhenna to probe further into his past, he would proberly tell her now

She looks at him, a mixture of sympathy and concern one wouldn't expect from one of her race.

"Then?"

OOC: There are a hundred thousand things that could have happened and Rhenna could have been entirely different, even though she's only existed a week, lol.

OOc: Cougar has existed in my head nearly two years, he is my central char after all.

IC:"Then the Helgast came!" He spat it out, as if it left a foul taste in his mouth,"They came, they slaughtered for no reason, then they left. I watched as my parents were murdered, for no reason other than that my oldest brother, the captin of the only Snake Eater ship in-system, fought them. I saw them shot, then their bodies burned." He let go of her hand, and turned away. Once again, his face was hidden in shadows, and tears dripped slowly onto the floor,"That is one of two things I told Renor yesterday> Now you know as well"

She reaches out slowly and puts her hand on his shoulder, trying to give some measure of comfort.

"It must have been awful...to be a child, alone, in a world such as that..."

I never had to remember the aloneness...I grew up in the care of my master...but I've heard so many others tell of how they lost their family...his pain runs so deep, though...so very, very deep...

He gripped her hand on his shoulder, and turned to face her,"Yes, it was hard, and yes, it was lonely. But maybe in the grand scheme of things, it was a good thing. If it hadn't have happened, then I most likely wouldn't be here now, with you." His eyes raised from the floor, and looked into hers," And that would be an awful loss"

For every gain there has to be a sacrifice...sometimes the sacrifices are worth the gain, sometimes they're not.

What is that, in his eyes? What is it he's feeling...I've never seen that...His emotions are powerful...far more powerful than I'd have expected from a human...did I just spout off the Law of Balances? For some reason, I've got the feeling that this isn't the proper time to be handing out cliche mage wisdom...then again...do I know anything else to say?

A hungry Vizzerdrix hopped out of a nearby forest on the mountain. Vizzerdrixes were not known for there intelllegence, more for their willingness to eat any kind of meat. It sniffed the air having caught scent of col. Couger and Rhenmet. A couple of others followed. It didn't care, it would eat them too, he would let the other two Vizzerdrix kill the two things holding hands. then he would kill the other two and eat them all. The other two Vizzerdrix hopped down the forest and took a bold swipe at Col. Couger and Rhenmet respectivly. The first one merely waited for the right time.

OOC: A Vizzerdrix is a 4 ft tall muscular pink bunny rabbit with very sharp claws and very sharp teeth followed by an indiscriminate appetite. You stand on Riptide, the environment will try to eat you if your not careful. Not all things are friendly. Nothing you can't handle though.

A defensive shield comes up reflexively as the intent to kill registered within Rhenmet's senses, deflecting the Vizzerdrix attack.

"Bugger off, will you, bunnies? Or this could get ugly."

She turns away from Cougar to face the threat, any sign of any emotion she may have felt just moments previously gone.

Energy crackles ominously in her left hand.

"They were just like the snake things, only smaller, RUN!" These thoughts passed through the Vizzerdrixes mind. They scampered. Normal Wildlife resumes living normaly. Clouds begin to move in overhead. Dark Clouds. A sliver could be seen racing ahead of them, racing them across the skies. A pair of young Hunter slivers slither across Rhenmet and col. Cougers path. They pause, one of them holds himself erect a little, turns to Rhemet and asks:

"Did some Vizzerdrix just come by here? We're supposed to be hunting them all away from the Queens lair. Say, your the ones warfare told everyone to keep an eye on incase something happened, they didn't hurt you did they? We can fetch an essence Sliver for healing if they did." The Young Hunter hissed in partially Fluent english. The Young Sliver also needed work on his English as well. His Accent was very very bad, but with some effort, one could understand him.

OOC: Meet my second new breed, Hunter Slivers. Once they catch your scent, they can't be shaken off. Unless you change your scent in a subtle manner of course.

Message from the Brotherhood of the Forests, Random Kingdom
To: The Tower of Hoeth
-----

We are attempting to use magic to win us the Civil War in Random Kingdom, a nation that we wish to bring back to its natural state. For we care for neither the national socialists or hippies that fight with swords and harsh words. However, we are not getting successful results from our current source of wisdom, the great disc of Depeche Mode, Singles 81-85. We have previously blamed our failings on the lack of belief in the arcane arts, but now we believe it is the Disc of Arcane Wisdom that is letting us down, even though the music the ancient chants is set to is not. We have heard of your great college of magic even from here in the shameful modern world of RK, is there any way we can discover the true path to mastering the arts of our ancestors?

-- High Druid Aza
Brotherhood of the Forests, Random Kingdom

PS: If you cannot help us name but one who will.

oO oO cC :: bB uU mM pP

"They were just like the snake things, only smaller, RUN!" These thoughts passed through the Vizzerdrixes mind. They scampered. Normal Wildlife resumes living normaly. Clouds begin to move in overhead. Dark Clouds. A sliver could be seen racing ahead of them, racing them across the skies. A pair of young Hunter slivers slither across Rhenmet and col. Cougers path. They pause, one of them holds himself erect a little, turns to Rhemet and asks:

"Did some Vizzerdrix just come by here? We're supposed to be hunting them all away from the Queens lair. Say, your the ones warfare told everyone to keep an eye on incase something happened, they didn't hurt you did they? We can fetch an essence Sliver for healing if they did." The Young Hunter hissed in partially Fluent english. The Young Sliver also needed work on his English as well. His Accent was very very bad, but with some effort, one could understand him.

OOC: Meet my second new breed, Hunter Slivers. Once they catch your scent, they can't be shaken off. Unless you change your scent in a subtle manner of course.

Rhenna's sheild dropped, and she reabsorbed the energy she had been preparing to attack with.

"My friend and I are unhurt, thank you. And there were some carnivorous rabbit type creatures that passed by here a second or two ago...they went that way."

She tilted her head in the direction they'd gone.

The Slivers sniffed the air a second or two, and said with joy: "I was right, my skills are improving!"
With a particularly violent hiss of joy, they slithered off.

Warfare stepped into the tower of magic. She was wearing green stilletto heels, a green dress with a particularly large halter strap coming out of the top of it, covering up of course, warfares front section, and wraping around the neck before going down and re attatching to the dress. Her back was uncovered. Her long luxurious Red hair hung down her back, protecting her uncovered back. Her lips and nails were painted white, and she went with a light smokey gray eye shadow. Her heels clicked on the tower floor. She picked up Random Kingdoms note, and read it to herself. She summoned a writing desk and composed a note of Pure Gold ink on Coal Black paper.

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From: Warfare, Goddess of the Slivers.
To: Random Kingdom
Subject: Magic
Body: Dear Magick users of Random Kingdom. I have read your note, and it has become clear to me, that the answer lies note outside of your nation, but within. You say you are in a civil War, perhaps that is one faucet of your problem. A divided nations power is weaker than a whole nations power. On the other hand It may be that you need to push the envelope of your powers. Stretch them into newer, more powerful areas. Your Patron Diety can help you with this considerably. If you have none, I would suggest looking in the heavens and looking for one you would consider worthy of worship. On the other hand, if you do not wish a patron diety, gather together your top ten best mages, and have them study their art, and see how far they can push it. Just becareful, Magic can be pushed only so far at any one time.

Best wishes,
Lady Warfare, Goddess of the Slivers

OOC: is it THAT obvious?

OOC: Well, it's a good thing I don't wear make up yet. 10 letters, good. Where are you in real life? UK, U.S.A.? France? Canada? I mean, there are at least 98 possibilities.

What state are you in, I'm in AZ. won't trade cities though, not through Jolt. E-mail maybe, but, there are more people looking at this than just me and you.

The clouds rolled in more. The Air began to smell like rain. A peal of thunder rolled in the distance.

OOC:Pennsilvania, I used to live in New York, in the towns of Geneva, and Seneca Falls. Well, I am going to go for the night, no use cluttering this up with OOC coments. If you like though, I will TG you my e-mail address if you TG me ands ask for it.

OOC: Balrogga, This part on Riptide, is simply an IC way for COl. couger tell Rhenmet he loves her, without any pressure, or interuptions. I am giving Indra Prime until friday to TG me back any kind of a response irregardless of what it is. Snake Eaters, Warfare is going to completly seal Mirroden from the outside world. Not even Beldragos can get in. When a god seals of a world dedicated to himself, no one can get in unless they really really try. I admit it would be cool to have a god in therem but Warfare is going to be sealed inside the mirari, leaving this to mortals. this is Mortal VS. Machina Deus. or Machine God, which is literaly what the Mirari becomes after obsorbing Warfare Maliciusly. Heck even a powerless Death gets absorbed. there will be no Divine interference because Divine interference caused this in the first place.

IC: Warfare finally decided on a green scheme, now, what style?



You invited Galvenor, the Mage via TG

OOC: I understand that, that was for a totaly diffrent RP that starts friday, come hell or high water. This, thats happening on Riptide, is a closer to the incident with the Dragon King, a way of tying up some loose ends. Besides, you didn't even mention my Color Scheme for Lady warfare.

IC: Lady Warfare stood up from the writing desk she had summoned, Lady Warfare banished it away to where it had come from. She noticed a familer Spirit in the Tower.
"Galvenor!" She exclaimed. Her voice was light and musical. She sent her spirit running over to give him a quick spirit hug, the only king of contact a being like Galvenor could have, and then come running back. But a hug of the spirit was one hundred times more pleasurable than a physical hug. warfare was still getting used to her female body. She was perhaps the only God/Goddess that changed sexes every 1,000 years. As such, she had lost all sense of style as a female, and was still used to her male body. Perhaps she should read her old diaries again. She didn't even know if Galvenor would recognize the old male warfare in the new Female Lady Warfare form.

OOC:

Sorry, I misunderstood. I thought this was the RP and you were changing your mind without telling me. My mistake.

You made it sound like I couldn't join at all.

By the way, was the color scheme comment aimed at me or the others?

In Riptide, Cougar stared at Rhenna,"Well, that saves us some time" he laughed,"although I wouldn't mind fighting those things. Warfare did tell me about them". He then turned to the Hunter Slivers,"I thank you. Myself and the lady are here on a vacation. I take my leave of you." He took Rhenna's hand, and led her deeper into the forest. As he did so, the heavens opened, and rain began to pour down into the forest. He grimaced slightly, as the rain turned his hair dark-blond. Casting his cloak about both their shoulders, he placed his arm around her shoulders, and led to her to a dry point underneth a large tree,"We'll wait until the storm dies down before we begin to move again." He laid down in the dry grass, eyes facing upwards, hands behind his head

If couger was paying attention, he would see a group of young Winged slivers learning how to fly in stormy weather. one barely flies ahead of a lightning bolt. With a sharp hiss, and adult winged Sliver with years of experience leads them all up and into the storm.

OOC: Balrogga, you didn't read past that first ooc comment did you? Warfare is now a woman, and is wearing a green scheme of clothing. Inexperienced as she is with a female body, she is quickly getting the hang of it.

If couger was paying attention, he would see a group of young Winged slivers learning how to fly in stormy weather. one barely flies ahead of a lightning bolt. With a sharp hiss, and adult winged Sliver with years of experience leads them all up and into the storm.

"Incredible, there are so many breeds of Sliver, each with its own role in their races contiuned existence" said Cougar, watching as the rookies learned to survive in these conditions. He watched them for a moment, then looked at Rhenna,"What's it like? Flying I mean"

The Slivers sniffed the air a second or two, and said with joy: "I was right, my skills are improving!"
With a particularly violent hiss of joy, they slithered off.

Warfare stepped into the tower of magic. She was wearing green stilletto heels, a green dress with a particularly large halter strap coming out of the top of it, covering up of course, warfares front section, and wraping around the neck before going down and re attatching to the dress. Her back was uncovered. Her long luxurious Red hair hung down her back, protecting her uncovered back. Her lips and nails were painted white, and she went with a light smokey gray eye shadow. Her heels clicked on the tower floor. She picked up Random Kingdoms note, and read it to herself. She summoned a writing desk and composed a note of Pure Gold ink on Coal Black paper.

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From: Warfare, Goddess of the Slivers.
To: Random Kingdom
Subject: Magic
Body: Dear Magick users of Random Kingdom. I have read your note, and it has become clear to me, that the answer lies note outside of your nation, but within. You say you are in a civil War, perhaps that is one faucet of your problem. A divided nations power is weaker than a whole nations power. On the other hand It may be that you need to push the envelope of your powers. Stretch them into newer, more powerful areas. Your Patron Diety can help you with this considerably. If you have none, I would suggest looking in the heavens and looking for one you would consider worthy of worship. On the other hand, if you do not wish a patron diety, gather together your top ten best mages, and have them study their art, and see how far they can push it. Just becareful, Magic can be pushed only so far at any one time.

Best wishes,
Lady Warfare, Goddess of the Slivers
Dear Lady Warfare,

Perhaps we were slacking in our attempts to turn the war, relying too much on idols, superstition and the incorrect beliefs of ancestors. We shall appoint a Patron Diety from our pantheon as soon as possible, and abandon the futile Disc, which, we have found out, is leading us astray. We wish you good luck in your own quests.

Yours sincerely,
Chieftain Amadu Panot,
Random Kingdom Brotherhood of the Forests.

"Incredible, there are so many breeds of Sliver, each with its own role in their races contiuned existence" said Cougar, watching as the rookies learned to survive in these conditions. He watched them for a moment, then looked at Rhenna,"What's it like? Flying I mean"

Rhenna stood under the rain, looking at the storm. Droplets splashed off some sort of forcefield.

"Flying? It's a lot different from walking...there's really nothing solid under you, but...you find out how a bird feels...there really aren't any limits when you fly. You can go as high or low as you want...faster, slower...beyond that, I can't really describe it very well...not even in my own tongue."

Cougar found that he was drifting from away from Rhenna, and he moved to cover the gap swiftly. The Black Flame burned, the drops of rain no longer touching him. Oh well he thought,nows as good a time as any to tell her. If this blows up in my face, what will I do?. He took her hand in his, turning her to face him, "Rhenna, there is something I need to tell you"

He looks so serious...and almost...afraid? I'd peg it more as nervous...what could he possibly have to say to make him feel like that?

"What is it?"

God, I hope this goes well. If not, well, I'm fucked. If she got anry she'd wipe the floor with me. Here goes nothing...

What I am about to tell you is something very personal, something that only I, Renor, and I suspect Warfare know. You have no idea how hard this is for me to say but......

This was a point in time where Rhenna found it very useful to be used to scenarios like these. Cougar's tone and posture were very much similar to that of a young student who had done something wrong and was fearful of punishment. Still...he was making her nervous.

She allows herself to smile slightly.

"Cougar, you can say it, I don't bite."

He smiled also, "Are you sure about that?" Then back to his nervousness,"Rhenna, I think...I think, oh fuck it, I love you!" The words came quickly, but he reckoned she could understand him. An immense sense of relief flooded him, and he visibly relaxed

Well...that was something I wasn't expecting today. He's only known me a few days...do humans make all their decisions this quickly?

Rhenna did not allow her thoughts to show on her face.

"As an initial reaction, I like you...but I believe emotions like that take a little more time. I will know for sure when I get to know you better."

OOC: The "when I get to know you better" is a good sign. It would have been bad had she said "if..."

Well...that was something I wasn't expecting today. He's only known me a few days...do humans make all their decisions this quickly?

Rhenna did not allow her thoughts to show on her face.

"As an initial reaction, I like you...but I believe emotions like that take a little more time. I will know for sure when I get to know you better."

OOC: The "when I get to know you better" is a good sign. It would have been bad had she said "if..."

I know what you're thinking. My words are rash, my actions seemingly unprovoked. But you must understand, I do not live 400+ years. vMy time is severly limited, unlike yours. And remember what I told you yesterday, I have learned to treasure things as they come, as I may not have another chance*turns away* I'll let you have your peace now. We can get to know another soon enough. Unless you want me to stay*note of hope in his voice present*

Stay. It's still raining, and like I said...I don't bite.

OOC: Jeez...does anything ever really phase these Black Class mages?

OOC: Well, I don't know do I, you're the creator!

IC: "I'm sorry about before, but I just had to tell you," Cougar said, as the rain splashed from the leaves onto his skin. He stoo contemplating a moment, then clicked his fingers,"Warfare! God Damn him! (No pun intended) I knew he was doing something" He smiled in spite of himself.

Kind of hard to damn a god, don't you think? And it's probably for your own good, too...you were really tense until about a minute and a half ago.

At least now you know why that was now" As he spoke, the rain petered out,"C'mon, theres so much to see, and so little time in the world" He paused, reflecting upon his last statement, "Yes, so little time" he murmered under his breath, before taking her hand once more and taking her deeper into the forest

So little time...yes...his race doesn't live long...but why does that phrase feel so...final?

Rhenna walks with Cougar, letting him lead.

"So, is Cougar your name, your nickname, or maybe a surname?"

OOC: No, I'm not planning to kill Rhenna...at least, not at this point in time. And just a note...her class of mage doesn't use surnames at all, and only a few families in the entire population do. It isn't seen as necessary.

Surname. My real name is James, and my codename is Nightshadow*looks at her* You know, you're the first person to ask me that since I met the others at the Tower. Thanks

So little time. I have so little time

She nods, then her head turns, as she looks at the world around her. In her motions, the dragon is visible...there is a graceful turn of the neck, and a regal tilt of the head.

"This is a beautiful world..."

He could see the dragon in her, striving to break free from time to time," It is, I have not seen many such as this, and I have seen many places. Most of them were beautiful, at some time or another. Not when I have visted they aren't." He looks down as he says this, "Tell me Rhenna, if you had any choice, any choice at all, would you still be a mage?"

Of course. And while it might have been nice to have had a proper family at some point, I doubt I'd change the life I have now. I have a family, and I know them well...half of them I've helped teach.

But perhaps the real question is...if you had any choice at all...would you still be what you are?

People most often only ask that question under two circumstances she thought. If they see that a person fits ill in the situation that life handed them...which I doubt I have...or if they themselves long for a different situation, for themselves.

"Maybe, maybe not. SHADOW has given me a life, and I have excelled in that. But there are times I wish I could just settle down. I've seen a dozen battlefields in my short life, and I do not know if there is a reason for anythign anymore. Having said that, at this point in time, I wouldn't leave SHADOW for the world. Too much left to do, to much left to avenge" His eyes glistened dangerously in the darkness of the forest, and the Black Flame shimmered on his plams

Too much left to avenge... As he spoke them, they overlapped with a different voice...ichl mzilt zet ulu vharcan

The words ripped through Rhenna, and she winced. There were bad memories from that phrase.

She releases his hand, and turns her face away from him. Her tone is different...harder...but there are hints of pain, and inflections of sorrow.

"Vengeance is not a good way to live, Cougar. It kills your enemies...but it will also take your soul and consume you entirely."

He stopped, noticing the harder tone in her voice, but also the sorrow and pain,"Is there something in what I said?" His face creased, he was genuinely worried about her