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The area in front of them contracted, and a little Drow girl appeared (http://underdark.o-f.com/pictures/fdrow.jpg), arching an eyebrow.

"Two new students...how...odd. Right, so, what subjects are you here for?"

She looked to be much younger than either of them...but she sounded so...adult.

"Well, what do you teach here, and are you a teacher?" Klelt asked, "And do you mind if I remove my cloak?" As he asked, the bulge in back twitched.

"No," Ichiro replied, "I'm just arriving myself."

She flicked her left ear as a fly had landed on the tip. Her tail wavered behind her as she headed for the front door. Her black skirt rustling as she walked. The leaves crunched as her black shoes crushed them.

Ichiro looks at the Drow, "The Dragonlord Council sent me here to represent the island," she pulls out the letter Eragon had given her, "I was supposed to give this to whomever is in charge here."

"Master Galvenor is currently engaged in a duel with some brash upstart that calls himself Tervic. He should have completed it before the sun is high."

It was only mid-morning.

IC: Ichiro puts the envelope back in her bag. She sits down on top of it.

"What is there to do around here?" she asks as she causes a ball of flame to appear in her palm and change into various colors.

OOC: Kaymiril, that link didn't work for me. I got an error message saying Internet Explorer couldn't find the page.

Klelt looked at the fireball, "We could wander the grounds." He suggested to the girl.

Ichiro closes her hand, thus extinguishing the flame, and stands up. She adjusts her skirt so nothing underneath peaks out.

Ichiro says, "We never did do introductions. My name is Ichiro Suzuki," she says shyly, "What's yours?"

"You could wander the grounds, or you could go to watch the duel. There is much to be learned there."

OOC: I dunno how to refind it/find it on another site.

Ichiro closes her hand, thus extinguishing the flame, and stands up. She adjusts her skirt so nothing underneath peaks out.
Ichiro says, "We never did do introductions. My name is Ichiro Suzuki," she says shyly, "What's yours?"
The bulge twitched again, "My name is Klelt, Klelt Noranka." Klelt introduced himself. "Would you mind?" He asked gesturing toward his cloak.

The tip of Ichiro's tail twitches. "I don't mind she says." She goes cross-eyed as she looks at the fly that has landed on her nose. She reaches up and brushes it off.

The tip of Ichiro's tail twitches. "I don't mind she says." She goes cross-eyed as she looks at the fly that has landed on her nose. She reaches up and brushes it off.
Klelt removed his his cloak, revealing a very fluffy pair of wings, the same pale brown as his hair, and a equally fluffy tail.

ooc: Think you posted as wrong account.

OOC: Yep, I did. Sorry 'bout that. Didn't catch it.

IC: Ichiro's tail starts to lazily flip back and forth. She walks behind Klelt and looks at his wings.

"Interesting," she says, "the only wings I saw back on the island are either covered in scales or feathers."

Ichiro's tail starts to lazily flip back and forth. She walks behind Klelt and looks at his wings.

"Interesting," she says, "the only wings I saw back on the island are either covered in scales or feathers."
"Ah, well mine are fluffy." Klelt replied, "Would you like to feel them?" He asked as he stretched them all the way out, which was a rather impressive distance, to get the kinks out.

*Fingal appeared in the white tower with a pop. apart from landing on an old lady five miles from the half way point the journey had gone well. he cleared his throat*

"excuse me but the nation of Avarhierrim would like to request that the amount of magic being created (by the duel) be turned down. you can hear it on the other side of the uiniverse (Avarhierines can hear magic). also they would like you to give me a grounding in elemental magicks. Avarhierrim would like to learn about foriegn magick, particulally ones where magick is drawn from around the user and not the users actual ability. that is all."

Ichiro wraps her tail around her left leg. "Can I?" she asks while hesitantly putting out a hand.

Ichiro wraps her tail around her left leg. "Can I?" she asks while hesitantly putting out a hand.
"Feel free to. If you would be willing to do me a favour, I'd actually ask you to brush them." Klelt replied, "When I have to keep them all folded in, they tend to get knotty, and it's nigh impossible to brush them properly

Ichiro leans forward and tentivley touches the left one. "I know what you mean," she says, "I know from experience," she gestures at her tail.

"The tail is somewhat easier as I can bend it somewhat more easily." He said as his own tail twitched. His wing was quite soft, the fur very silky, but somewhat knotted. "That feels very nice." He almost purred.

Ichiro said, "Well, I actually have nine tails I'll have you know. Just don't feel like letting them all out."

She continued at her work. When she hear his almost purr, she warns, "Now you don't go getting any funny ideas."

Ichiro said, "Well, I actually have nine tails I'll have you know. Just don't feel like letting them all out."

She continued at her work. When she hear his almost purr, she warns, "Now you don't go getting any funny ideas."
"Nine tails, I can see where that might be problematic." Klelt replied

Hearing her quip about funny ideas, he twisted his head so he could see her somewhat better, and with a roguish grin said, "I didn't, but now that you mention it." Though his tone was light-hearted, he appreciated, and quite enjoyed what she was doing for him.

She pauses in her work long enough to slap him on the back of the head.

Ichiro replies, "When I said not to get any funny ideas, I meant it!"

She returns to the untangling of his wings. Meanwhile, she had formed a little ball of coldfire above the tip of her tail. She had uncurled it from her leg and was holding it over her shoulder. She was using the light from the coldfire to light her workspace as her shadow was blocking the sunlight.

She pauses in her work long enough to slap him on the back of the head.
Ichiro replies, "When I said not to get any funny ideas, I meant it!"
She returns to the untangling of his wings. Meanwhile, she had formed a little ball of coldfire above the tip of her tail. She had uncurled it from her leg and was holding it over her shoulder. She was using the light from the coldfire to light her workspace as her shadow was blocking the sunlight.
"I shall keep my mind under control." He promised, "But please continue, it truely feels divine." He added as she continued her untangling.

ooc: Need sleep

Ichiro merely humphed back at him. "Let me know when I'm done," she says, "My fingers are getting tired and I would much rather be using sunlight to see than this coldfire."

OOC: 'k, see ya later then.

*Fingal appeared in the white tower with a pop. apart from landing on an old lady five miles from the half way point the journey had gone well. he cleared his throat*

"excuse me but the nation of Avarhierrim would like to request that the amount of magic being created (by the duel) be turned down. you can hear it on the other side of the uiniverse (Avarhierines can hear magic). also they would like you to give me a grounding in earth magicks. Avarhierrim would like to learn about foriegn magick, particulally ones where magick is drawn from around the user and not the users actual ability. that is all."

I would answer your Introduction but as you know, I am currently preoccupied at the moment. Hopefully by doing this, your post doesn't get lost in the other posts and someone else who is available will answer you.


IC:



Galvenor threw Invisibility to Elementals spell up to make the Spirit constructs ignore his presence and then continued to follow Tervic watching him carefully as he continued to cast his web of protection. The Spirit Elemental Constructs ignored his presence.

Galvenor did nothing else but gather information about Tervic and his powers.

Piekrom']OOC: In response to the invader who was countering my coment on RJ there was mention of a scar on the dark one that I remember was cased by balefire.

OOC: Would you care to mention the book and page number this is in? Oh, and simply because I care to read Balrogga's RPs doesn't mean I'm an invader, it means I enjoy to point out fallacies. Oh, and I might join the thread. I have 'magic' in my nation, although I'd only really be entering to study the powers of others, and probably not learn very much. Oh, and its doubtful that the Dark One has a 'scar'. (Seeing as I'm a rabid RJ fan, I might as well give you a lecture). Balefire burns people out of the Age Lace, but the Dark One can affect the Age Lace (or Pattern, whatever), via 'bubbles of evil', as indicated in Book 4. This would incline us towards the probability that the Dark One is not woven into the Pattern, but exists indepedent of it, and, indeed, can even twist it from its original purpose...
Hell, I have nothing better to do.

*+1 to White Tower (Non-affiliated to RJ's WoT(tm)) residents!*

IC: A pillar of black fire appeared, and whirled around madly, spinning faster and faster, until it tore itself to pieces. What was left, when the dust settled, was a strange man, wearing a simple, night-black cloak, his face hidden by a shadow, which, even more strangely, appeared to exist of its own accord. Slung across his back was a coal-black scythe, with an ebony blade, which was, however, glowing a soft blue. He smiled, and walked in. The power he had just used had cost him dearly in favours, but he would supplant Hierarch Kamil yet, and sit on the Council, yes, indeed.

He began to walk in, his eyes glowing with tiny pinpricks of light, as if the entire starry universe was contained within, yet the rest of his face not illuminated by this strange light. He smiled. His fingers were curled around a small talisman, which hung from his neck, via a simple leather string. He felt the empowering presence, and grinned inside.

He would divest these people of their knowledge, their power, and then rule the Order of the Scythe, yes, indeed. Of course, he knew little to nothing about them, but he felt he did not need to. Power was power, and how he obtained it was irrelevant. Of course, he would have to step carefully, at first, else others divest him of his power....

Eldrad's ears twitched slightly, causing Cougar to look at him,"What's wrong?"

"Someone... has just entered the Tower. In fact, four new people have. One is a Were-Dragon of some sorts... the others... are a mystery... but this new one. Interesting... very interesting"

"A threat?"

"Quite possibly. We must tread lightly. I can tell that they crave even more power... and to crave power in a school of learning is to invite retribution from the tutors"

James Cougar looked out at the field of battle where Tervic and Galvenor were still going at it,"Looking at this, I wouldn't want to invite Galvenor to attack me anyway... or if Renor got his hands on him"

"Me neither, on both counts. I should consult the Webway, but I cannot here"

"Wait until this match is finished. Then go and do it"

"I will, James. I will"

OOC: For all the new guys, I will provide a quick summary of my characters.

Eldrad: Eldar Farseer. His complete name has never been revealed. Six hundred years old and a master physker as well as a natural clairvoyant and necrovoyant (think medium, someone who can talk to spirits)

James Cougar: Colonel. Wields the White Flame, which is essentially pure Holy magick manifested as a, rather cunningly, as white fire. Thirty six standard years old, he has great potential, but also suffers from the traditional human failures of impatience (when compared to Drow and other long lived races).

Leviathan: God of Snake Eaters. Master of the Black Flame. It was he who gifted Cougar with the Black Flame intially, and then following the defeat of Kaelis Ra (The Devil essentially), it mutated to become the White Flame. His knowledge of the Black Flame is second to none. His domains are War, Peace and Psi.

No, fool! Remember the instructions! Keep thy ambition under control, less all fall to ruin. Serenity, peace, and purity of will are thy path to power!

He stood there, and, moving as silently as a ghost, let a faint trickle of power tinge his voice, so that he would not go unnoticed.

"Greetings, denizens of this Tower! I come to learn, to study, and to grow! If there is teaching to be had, I humbly request it!"

His voice was not unpleasant, nor was it sibiliant, they way one would expect after seeing him for the first time. It had a rich, vibrating timbre, and was deep, although not exceptionally so.

He hoisted his scythe, glowing with blue, soul-blue, and sliced the ground, the area around the scythe solidifiying, and the obsidian darkness turning into a neutral, foggy grey.

"I surrender my weapon, and swear that I shall harm none within! Indeed, I seek only knowledge... that was true enough. Knowledge was power, after all. Nothing he said must be a lie, he remembered that, although from where, he could not say..., learning, and to teach others of what few skills I have!

Saying thus, he sat down, and folded his legs, patiently awaiting someone to meet him...

There was a slight 'pop', as if someone had pulled a cork from a bottle, before a man walked round the corner, indeed with a bottle in his hand. He was tall, about six foot three, strongly built. His face was chiselled, his lines clean. His long black hair cascaded down his back, but was tied back into a single tail. He had recently experimented with dreadlocks, but had since decided that they didn't suit him. He wore armour that covered his torso, his arms and legs. It looked strong, but light. Indeed it was, for it was mithril, but not any mithril. No, mithril infused with magick, which explained it's distinct black as opposed to normal silver. At his side, he carried two blades, both the same length, tied round his middle. He looked as if he was a warrior by nature, but he also seemed to pulse with power with every step he took. His eyes were a dark green, his skin a light tan. In his right hand, he carried a bottle of Tangleberry Twist, and was pouring a cup of it for his friend.

Walking besides him was another man, who looked younger than him, and seemed to be carrying very little on him. He was not a mage, that much was obvious from his dress. He too had black hair, but it was short and spiked up, more of a fashion statement than anything else. His eyes were also green, but much more vivid, as if they could pierce your soul. He carried himself with an easy grace, but under his clothes, it could be seen his muscles were lean and taut, able to react in an instant to any threat. Someone who didn't know these two might have thought they were father and son. He was holding the cup, and seemed to be talking with the other man,"WHat did you say this stuff was called again?"

"Tangleberry Twist. It's the latest batch, I added some extra flavour on the last one"

The younger man took a swill, and smacked his lips,"Hmmm... you're right, it is different. Have you sent the batch to Arianna and Gypsy yet?"

"No, not yet. The rest of it is still maturing downstairs"

"I can't believe you turned the alchemist's into a brewery"

"Oh please, alchemy doesn't work. Besides, they built that extra wing, didn't they. They didn't need the old place, so I took it"

"Oh yeah, right Leviathan, as if"

"Shut up, Raven."

They laughed, as if common companions, before Leviathan saw the newcomer, and his eyes narrowed. He motioned to Raven, who looked over as well. Leviathan set the bottle of Tangleberry Twist down on the bench, making sure to push the cork back in. The scythe was really the thing that had caught his attention... only one person he knew carried that sort of weapon, and she hadn't been to the Tower in so long. Then again, Death was normally busy. Not a surprise really. Leviathan looked at the man,"Who are you? I heard your greeting, but thought someone would have responded."

"Ah, I do not know the customs of this place, and I found it best to remain outside, lest I offend someone. I am the Scythe of Souls, leader of the elite Scythe-Wielder caste in the Order of the Scythe, and second only to the Council themselves. I have, however, recently discovered several... disturbing things, and wish to investigate, and learn about, other powers, in order to confirm many of these disturbing things. Of course, I also wish to learn this... 'magic' many people speak of, and discover its roots. This is secondary to my goal of clearing away the fog to reveal the truth, but knowledge is something all should seek."

He looked up plaintively, moving strangely, as if he was used to carrying a different weight. "If it is allowed, may I retain my weapon? I feel rather... unbalanced without it."

EDIT: OOC: Yeah, I've read through the first 200-odd pages, or so. I'm familiar with quite a few characters.

"Magic, as you say it, is parlour tricks. Magick is what you come here to seek ((I know, the pronounciation is the same, but it helps))... your cause appears honourable... but you startled me with the scythe itself. It is a weapon commonly associated with Death. Many here have had dealings with her ((yes, it is a her in this storyline)), and as such fear that weapon."

Leviathan looked over the man, trying to read him,"You may retain your weapon for the time being... but I must warn you, should you attack others, you will be disciplined. This is a school of learning, not combat. As for the magick you wish to learn, I am not the person from whom you can learn. You wish to see past the fog? That is an interesting concept. Knowledge is what we all seek..."

But I suspect you are not telling me the whole truth... we shall see

OOC: I do not remember were but that is what I remember it has been a while sience i read the other books. But that still does not counter the fact that just about anyone even Galvanor would be affected without countering with balefire himself. Oh and i just got knife of dreams and had it signed. Oh and hyper you are allowed to use any form of magik you like here I just like RJ's but I also did shift it a little if you will read my posts the way I inturperet fire is different plus i have six elements not five. I am just using some of his spells.

IC: Is geting anoyed by the presence of the anti-magik field and starts to try to find out how it was put together and pick it appart. As he is picking it apart espesialy were he made his extention he notices that the spell seems very wrong almost like it was not realy there. He then casts a fire ball through the field. As he sees it disappear in the area and then reappear the other side as it hit the wall, he is convinced that the anti-magik is not there to begin with, but rather that it was just a trick.

The sudden appearance of the man with the scythe startled Ichiro. She was concentrating on what she was doing and wasn't paying attention to her surroundings. Thus, when he appeared, she leaped back with a hiss. Her tail stood straight and fluffed out. She instictively created a barrier wall of flame around herself.

Arianna and the Archwizards still watched the match, cheering Galvenor on as necessary.

*Higher Planes of Existence*

Warfare awated The Avatar of Law to continue with Proceedings. exactly 1/3rd of his conciousness breifly watched Galvenor's match. Much longer, and the Avatars may grow upset.

"Go get'em old man." he said simply.

*Nearby*

He watched them. The battle, the newcomers, all of it. They were, enemies. They were, allies. They were both, yet they were neither. This man claimed allegence to no one. The Mad God paid well for information.

"Watch them, from afar, learn what you can from the outside, then go within." Kajeenith had said.

"What if I'm caught?" he had asked.

"Dead men tell no tales, especially when their soul is bonded to another." Kajeenith said with an air of menace.

Without another word, the man left Kamigawa, the world of the spirits. One thing nagged him though, for as he left, Kajeenith spoke again, only as if to another.

"I shall destroy them my Leige, Peace cannot last forever, such is the fate of all nations." Kajeenith had said, kneeling to his own image.

Still this strange man watched. A spy, had been set upon the white Tower.

The sudden appearance of the man with the scythe startled Ichiro. She was concentrating on what she was doing and wasn't paying attention to her surroundings. Thus, when he appeared, she leaped back with a hiss. Her tail stood straight and fluffed out. She instictively created a barrier wall of flame around herself.

Leviathan motioned to her,"Calm down. He won't hurt you. Consider this a lesson, develop the ability to focus on your surroundings and the task at hand at the same time."

OOC: He's not scolding, but it does serve a good lesson.

Leaving the circular wall of flames in place, Ichiro leaped up into the branches above her. She peered out at the others through the branches.

"Jeash," she thinks, "I hate being snuck up on like that.

She pulls back and starts to smooth the still bristling fur on her tail with her hands. As she is no longer startled, she allows the flames to die down as she is no longer thinking about it. Out of sight, out of mind...well, at least it was for her at the moment.

Hearing the man's words, she again pears through the leaves of the tree. She had only managed to smooth out half of the fur on her tail. "And how was I supposed to know that?" she asks.

OOC: In this form, she has the senses and agility of a cat. Oh, and this inability to multi-task is one of the reasons she was picked to be the one sent to the White Tower.

Leaving the circular wall of flames in place, Ichiro leaped up into the branches above her. She peered out at the others through the branches.

"Jeash," she thinks, "I hate being snuck up on like that.

She pulls back and starts to smooth the still bristling fur on her tail with her hands. As she is no longer startled, she allows the flames to die down as she is no longer thinking about it. Out of sight, out of mind...well, at least it was for her at the moment.
OOC; I put a reply up for your last post.

OOC; I put a reply up for your last post.

OOC: I guess we posted at the same time, or something to that effect. I'll edit my last post to work it in.

Leaving the circular wall of flames in place, Ichiro leaped up into the branches above her. She peered out at the others through the branches.

"Jeash," she thinks, "I hate being snuck up on like that.

She pulls back and starts to smooth the still bristling fur on her tail with her hands. As she is no longer startled, she allows the flames to die down as she is no longer thinking about it. Out of sight, out of mind...well, at least it was for her at the moment.

Hearing the man's words, she again pears through the leaves of the tree. She had only managed to smooth out half of the fur on her tail. "And how was I supposed to know that?" she asks.

OOC: In this form, she has the senses and agility of a cat. Oh, and this inability to multi-task is one of the reasons she was picked to be the one sent to the White Tower.

OOC: That's cool.

IC: "No one will hurt you delibratley whilst I am here, of that I can assure you"

Ichiro glares at him. "I don't recall seeing you around when he," she points at the scythe wielder, "arrived," she says quite bluntly.

She finishes smoothing out her tail and jumps down to the ground, making sure her skirt doesn't fly up. She stalks over to her bag and sits on top of it again. Her ears swivel to catch to keep track of everyone.

Ichiro glares at him. "I don't recall seeing you around when he," she points at the scythe wielder, "arrived," she says quite bluntly.

She finishes smoothing out her tail and jumps down to the ground, making sure her skirt doesn't fly up. She stalks over to her bag and sits on top of it again. Her ears swivel to catch to keep track of everyone.

Leviathan didn't blink. Dragons were dangerous, but Gods were even more so. She was cautious, but unwilling to trust anyone,"Yes, but have you noticed, I'm here now. He was here less than five minutes before I arrived. So, calm down"

OOC: Leviathan is a god, but a minor one, and he doesn't flaunt his power, so it's all legal.

A black mist covered the area where Leviathan, Raven, the scythe-weilder, the fox-girl, and the weird creature were gathered.

It congealed in an empty space, and while it never gained complete tangibility, it was obviously a death-figure...down to a version of a scythe.

Strife was sensed here.

Leviathan looked over at the apparition, knowing what it was,"You might want to stay, Avatar of Death."

R -- "That's Death?"

L -- "Not quite... more like a hologram"

R -- "Ah... I understand"

L -- "Good, because I don't know how to explain it if you didn't"

Let us merely say, Dalhar...that I am the closest thing to Death herself you wish to encounter for a long while.

Raven nodded mutely, not really knowing what to say in this sort of situation.

Ichiro merely humphed back at him. "Let me know when I'm done," she says, "My fingers are getting tired and I would much rather be using sunlight to see than this coldfire."

OOC: 'k, see ya later then.
Klelt stretched his wings, and then turned to face Ichiro. "Thank you very much, only a few others have ever managed to get them this soft and comfortable. If you ever need a favour, feel free to ask."

Ichiro said to Klelt, "You're quite welcome." She scratched the back of her neck and pulled a leaf out of her hair.

"So," she asks, looking at the new arrivals to the scene, "Who's in charge here? The head of the Saethe gave me a letter to give to the head of this place."

"I'm not really sure." Klelt replied, turning to one of the people that had shown up for information.

ooc: It's Balrogga(Character: Galvanor), but Klelt doesn't know that.

OOC: Got ya. Thanks.

IC: Ichiro sighed with exasperation. "Well," she groaned, "What do we do while we wait?" She started to amuse herself by holding out her palm and causing a small amount of flame to pop into existance. She then altered the shape and color of the flame to whatever should suit her fancy at each given moment.

"Do you want to explore the tower?" He asked, watching her play with the fire.

Piekrom']OOC: I do not remember were but that is what I remember it has been a while sience i read the other books. But that still does not counter the fact that just about anyone even Galvanor would be affected without countering with balefire himself.


OOC: Riiiiight. So you vaguely remember something about the Dark One being harmed, which may or may not be a product of your mind. I've finished the entire series (Not counting KoD, but I prefer to purchase from local bookstores, rather than get it two weeks earlier, and get it from overseas) just a week ago. Besides, in RJ's books, balefire is the ultimate weapon. However, this is not RJ's books. You can't automatically assume your uberspell is the best, no matter what. As I (rightly) remember, cuendillar can counter balefire, so it isn't unstoppable.

IC: "My, my. Some people have tempers. You may be the 'closest thing to Death', but death is a minor affectation. Destruction is ever my master, and I doubt thy powers can counter pure oblivion. I suggest we all calm down, walk inside quietly, enjoy a cup of whatever beverage this fine gentleman has been brewing, and begin to share our knowledge of our respective magicks. Shall we?"

Saying such, he began to walk slowly inside, after hoisting his scythe back onto his back.

"Do you want to explore the tower?" He asked, watching her play with the fire.

Ichiro estinguishes the flame and stands up. She says, "Sure, why not. I can't think of anything better to do right now." She glares at the man with the scythe, still a little annoyed at him for startling her, and walks towards the tower. Her shoes make clinking noises when she walks up the stone stairs.

She turns and asks, "You coming or what?"

Klelt chuckled, "Lead on." He said catching up to the charming Ichiro.

Ichiro pulls open the doors and walks inside. Her shoes to continue to clack against the stone.

She says, over her shoulder, "Best keep your eyes above my waist level."

She looks around. The place is filled with stairs going both up and down and numerous doors.

She asks, "Where to first?"

His eyes had left her captivating and hypnotic tail, and travelled up to her beautiful face.
"How about we start on the right side and work our way down the corridor?" He suggested

"Sure, why not," she says, "but hold one second."

She sits down and takes off her shoes.

"That clacking was starting to get annoying," she explains as she puts the shoes in her bag.

She stands up and straightens her skirt. She moves forward, her stocking feet making barely a whisper of sound against the stone floor.

"After you," Ichiro says, picking up her bag and gesturing Klelt foward, "that way I know where your eyes are."

"Alright." He said as he lead the way. Stopping at the first door, he opened it and peered in. It was a empty class room.

Ichiro follows after him and peeks into the room over his shoulder. The bottom of her blouse came untucked and rises an inch exposing her belly button as she stood on her tiptoes to look over his shoulder. Suddenly, she lost her balance and fell on top of him.

Klelt caught her, and in a quite instinctive reaction, his wings closed around them. Ichiro was caught between a Klelt and a soft place.

Ichiro blushes a bright red. Her cheeks become quite red in color.

"Now this is an awkard position," she says.

She moves her tail and tickles Klelt's nose with the tip of it.

"You know," she thinks, "This isn't that uncomfortable."

Klelt giggled slightly as she tickled his nose. "If you want to get up..." He said, thought his voice said he'd prefere if she didn't.

Ichiro sneezes as Klelt's wings tickle her nose.

She says, "Guess we should. For one, your wings are making me sneeze, and two, who knows what anyone would think if they walked up and saw us like this."

She untangles herself from his wings and stands up. She then looks down and tucks her blouse back in.

She asks, when she's finished, "So, where to now?"

Klelt got up himself and brushed himself off. "We could continue exploring, or perhaps try and find the courtyard?" He suggested as he stretched out his tail, as it'd been somewhat squished.

Ichiro, after retrieving her bag and then noticing Klelt's squashed tail, puts her hand to her mouth and gasps, "Did I do that? I'm soo sorry."

"That's alright, it'll puff back shortly." Almost as he said so, it began to 're-inflate'.

Ichiro's hand drops from her mouth.

She giggles, "That almost reminds me of a balloon."

She starts to continue to explore while sassaying her hips. She knew Klelt was behind her now and wanted to see how he would react.

"It is sort of like a balloon." He agreed
Klelt's jaw dropped when Ichiro sassayed her hips, before he remembered her injunction about funny thoughts and to keep his eyes up. With an almost visible effort, he levered his jaw shut, as well as wrenching his eyes back to where they belonged.

Ichiro stopped moving, turned around, put her hands on her hips, and asks, "Okay, where's the ladies room? I really don't feel like finding a bush this time."

Piekrom']OOC: I got it from the bookstore last week. It is just that RJ was also there so I got it signed by him. I am just using bits and pices from him and I am alowed to. Each person here has there own form of magik here so quit stessing out about my use of it. Were did they counter or test the cuendillar to balefire I do not remember a confrontation of the two. I do remember though that Rand and Sammule I believe it was each used balefire on one anouther in shadar lagoth and they negated each other. darn these names are to hard to spell.

OOC: No, in the White Tower, before Elaida's ascension, they said that not even balefire could destroy cuendillar(Every force directed against it only makes it stronger). Besides, the seals on the Dark One's prison are made out of heartstone, and if Ishamael, the Forsaken who remained free, could've freed the Dark One by simply using balefire, do you not think he would've done so? I'm not 'stressing out', at your use of balefire, indeed, I find it a perfectly acceptable system, barring your lack of imagination and originality, but I was rather annoyed at the fact that you were misinformed, and thought that balefire was an uber end-all. I'm not even slightly discomposed, if you really want to know. I was just worried with you posting idiotic things like this:

Piekrom']
But that still does not counter the fact that just about anyone even Galvanor would be affected without countering with balefire himself

You see? Here, you attempt to say that balefire can only be met by balefire, and is thus the uber-spell of death. In RJ's world, maybe. Here, no. Balefire is a powerful force, yes, but, since the people here are not bound by the magical physics which bind RJ's world, they could probably counter it, if not easily. I'm not objecting to your use of it, but your blind, pig-headed attempt to make us all pretend it's the uber-magic. You're like Scandivians, trying to get everyone to accept his Etarnalz as 'OMGZ1337"". Oh, and of course you're allowed to use stuff from RJ. I never said you couldn't. What gave you that half-brained idea?

IC: "Well, this seems to have died down. I wonder where I could find a stiff drink.... It appears, after that whirlwind, I could use one."

Taae'Shathar smiled. His name was a simple one, one that had been given to him upon taking his new rank, but a few weeks ago, meaning "Breath of Oblivision". Of course, he had not bargained for those.... other things.

No....NO! Must... notsubmit! Damn... This pain is legendary... Ah, but the power... It burns....

He smiled weakly, and quickly dashed off, towards the brewery, quickly compiling a map of the tower in his mind as he ran. Upon getting there, he looked around, and asked, his voice wavering, "Any chance of a stiff drink? I feel I rather need one..."

OOC: No, in the White Tower, before Elaida's ascension, they said that not even balefire could destroy cuendillar(Every force directed against it only makes it stronger). Besides, the seals on the Dark One's prison are made out of heartstone, and if Ishamael, the Forsaken who remained free, could've freed the Dark One by simply using balefire, do you not think he would've done so? I'm not 'stressing out', at your use of balefire, indeed, I find it a perfectly acceptable system, barring your lack of imagination and originality, but I was rather annoyed at the fact that you were misinformed, and thought that balefire was an uber end-all. I'm not even slightly discomposed, if you really want to know. I was just worried with you posting idiotic things like this:



You see? Here, you attempt to say that balefire can only be met by balefire, and is thus the uber-spell of death. In RJ's world, maybe. Here, no. Balefire is a powerful force, yes, but, since the people here are not bound by the magical physics which bind RJ's world, they could probably counter it, if not easily. I'm not objecting to your use of it, but your blind, pig-headed attempt to make us all pretend it's the uber-magic. You're like Scandivians, trying to get everyone to accept his Etarnalz as 'OMGZ1337"". Oh, and of course you're allowed to use stuff from RJ. I never said you couldn't. What gave you that half-brained idea?

IC: "Well, this seems to have died down. I wonder where I could find a stiff drink.... It appears, after that whirlwind, I could use one."

Taae'Shathar smiled. His name was a simple one, one that had been given to him upon taking his new rank, but a few weeks ago, meaning "Breath of Oblivision". Of course, he had not bargained for those.... other things.

No....NO! Must... notsubmit! Damn... This pain is legendary... Ah, but the power... It burns....

He smiled weakly, and quickly dashed off, towards the brewery, quickly compiling a map of the tower in his mind as he ran. Upon getting there, he looked around, and asked, his voice wavering, "Any chance of a stiff drink? I feel I rather need one..."

OOC: Kaymiril has warned Piekrom, and I am going to warn you. STOP ARGUING about a damn book series. If you want to do that, TG each other or use IM, but keep it out of here.

IC: Leviathan looked up. He had lots of free time on his hands. Gods actually didn't do that much... he spent most of his time here, or with his friends,"Depends on how stiff you want it"

"That, I'm at a loss to tell." Klelt replied, "I'm as new here are you are."

OOC:

The very fact you recognized the disappearance of the Fireball spell would reaffirm the existence of the Anti-Magic spell. Read what it says about the Ring of Delusion in the link I provided if you have questions.

Also, how are you going to probe an Anti-Magic spell without using magic? The magic would be terminated by the Anti-Magic spell resulting in no reading. Not finding anything using a magical researching method would yield the same results that searching successfully for something that was not there would.

The description states the person under the curse (yes, this would be considered a curse) would unconsciously use any means they possess to produce the result they expect. This means if you have Magical items, you would use them unconsciously. You would not realize you were doing this; you would be doing it to support the delusion that the Anti-Magic Field was still operational. In the case of the Fireball, you would either dispel it, or hallucinate its disappearance. Since you stated it did disappear, it probably never did reappear.

Also, the disappearance of a spell in an Anti-Magic Area would not make it seem like the spell was not operational and give you any reason to think it was not there. The spell affects your own perceptions. The use of external stimuli would not make any difference because your mind would provide what the spell makes it believe.



Rings (http://hjem.get2net.dk/adad/magicitems/dmg/rings.htm)

Ring of Delusion
A delusion ring convinces the wearer that it is some other sort of ring-whatever sort the wearer really desires. The wearer will be completely convinced that the ring is actually one with other magical properties, and he will unconsciously use his abilities of any sort (including those of other magical items available) to produce a result commensurate with the supposed properties of the delusion ring. The DM determines how successful the self-delusion is, as well as how observers are affected and what they will observe. The ring can be removed at any time.


IC:

Galvenor watched Tervic as he cast a Fireball. The Fireball shot across the arena to disappear into the Anti-Magic Barrier at the edge. With each casting, he was getting a clearer picture of how Tervic’s peculiar style of casting worked down to an intricate level. He could already identify several possible loose threads to use but he wanted to be sure before he acted. He needed to see more spell casting so he decided to give him something to cast at.

Across the Arena a mist formed. The darkness of the mist was lit from within as the energies fro the Conjuration/Summoning spell transferred the target into the Arena. A bizarre ghostly creature with multiple tentacles emerged from the mist as it dissipated. The Magic Eater (Yes, your spells will feed it) looked around the Arena. It sees the only person in the Arena and begins to close with it.

As it approaches Tervic, it stops periodically to eat the Spirit Enchantments put down by Tervic earlier. Tervic can tell his spells are being dispelled in some sort of way.

Galvenor cast another Conjuration/Summoning spell.

Again the mists formed, bringing forth a light blue nearly transparent creature. The creature appeared to be some sort of herd creature but with a long snout. The snout ended with a star shaped protuberance at the end. It started to sniff about the area, moving closer to Tervic. The Disenchanter sniffed and snuffed about his area.


OOC:

Galvenor figures you would have to fight the Magic eater due to it’s aggression levels. You would probably need to cast a spell or two at it before you would realize it devoured the spells. At that point you would stop casting spells and pull out your weapon to safely hack it to pieces. At this point you would attract the attention of the Disenchanter. Disenchanters eat the enchantments on items. That is the only way it can harm anyone.

Here is a link to the Disenchanter:

Disenchanter (http://www.enworld.org/cc/converted/magical_beast/disenchanter.htm)

Feels somthing eating at his web. Like a spider he feels how his web is being effected and determains the location of the one distroying his spell. He then converts the portion of the web that is being affected into a reverse spirit. such that spirit energy is drawn out of the air creating an abcence of spirit energy.

The Magic Eater continues to devour the energy binding the web together as it advanced upon Tervic. The released Spirit energy returns to it's elemental plane or origin since there is no longer any binding holding it on this plane.

Galvenor watched as Tervic made the alteration to his network. This was the same as casting a spell because he was manipulating the energies in the same way. Galvenor made several additional mental notes and continued watching.

*watching the duel from the window in boredom. sees Glavenor's scythe* "Thats a class a contraband that is.

"That, I'm at a loss to tell." Klelt replied, "I'm as new here are you are."

Ichiro crosses her legs and says, "I'll be right back."

She snaps her fingers and dissapears in a pillar of flame. She returns in the same method a few minutes later.

"I hate having to hide behind bushes like that," she groans.

"And so needlessly, too. The nearest ladie's room is the next door on your right."

The Drow that had spoken was a gray-clad male of about 170 years.

The Magic Eater is getting closer to Tervic. It is about 10 meters away currently. It looks like it wants to eat the lone mage in the Arena and it appears as if it easily could.

The Disenchanter is about 15 meters in the other direction and not really interested in anything until you pull out a magical item.

*watching the duel from the window in boredom. sees Glavenor's scythe* "Thats a class a contraband that is.


You have me confused with someone else. So far nobody has used any weapons in the Arena and Galvenor has not used any weapons in the 13,121 post history of this thread (to my recollection).

Death uses a Sythe and I beleave the character from Hyperspacial Travel does too.

"And so needlessly, too. The nearest ladie's room is the next door on your right."

The Drow that had spoken was a gray-clad male of about 170 years.

Ichiro curtsies and blushes. She says, "That was unkown to me. I only just arrived here today, sir."

"Yes. I do not recall seeing you before. I am Alar'vis, healer. What have you come here to study?"

Ichiro replies, "Actually, I was sent here by the Saethe to act as a representative," she pulls out the letter and holds it up, "Eragon, head of the Saethe told me to give this to the person in charge here. I assume that whatever they want me to learn will be listed in this."

"The teacher in charge is currently engaged in a duel. However, he only rarely teaches pupils himself."

"The teacher in charge is currently engaged in a duel. However, he only rarely teaches pupils himself."

OOC:

Actually I do teach basic magic theory so I am sure the students get the most rudimentary basics down before turning them over to those who can teach specilized subjects to them.

"The teacher in charge is currently engaged in a duel. However, he only rarely teaches pupils himself."

Ichiro puts the letter back in her bag, "sorry, forgot to introduce myself," she curtsies, "my name is Ichiro Suzuki. Nice to meet you."

Upon hearing the man's statement, she replies, "Sounds interesting."

She puts her bag down and wraps her tail around her left leg.

She asks, "So, where can I get I bite to eat?"

Piekrom']OOC: Ok so the magik eater can only be killed by a blade right but the rules stated that we are not alowed to use weapons right. Just getting a clarification.

The rules were stated in an earlier post (that was suprisingly quite a ways back):



These will be the rules for this duel.
First, neither combatant will kill the other.
Second, this is a magickal battle only. There will be no physical attacks.
Third, whatever damage is done stays inside this arena. If Mith or myself is unable to repair what damage is done, the victory will be announced nul and void.
This is to be a clean fight. Any foul play will result in the immediate termination of the cheater.
That is all.
Opponents, pay your respects...and begin.

I used Magic to summon a creature or two, such as you have been doing with your Elements. You can do whatever you wish to the creature as long as you do not directly attack me physiclly. The same goes for me.

The Magic Eater (you most likely would not know what it is) can be killed with physical attacks but normal non-magical weaponry might not harm it because of it's partially phased state. (In D&D terms, you need a magical weapon to strike it.) It is currently 10 meters away and charging towards you.

It looks fearsome. It looks nasty. It looks like a plate of calamari gone crazy.

Honestly in this situation I would try to either zap it with something or put up a sheild. Unfortunately it would feed off the casting of either spell, causing it to get meaner and nastier while destroying the spell. Once I realized spells would not work against it I would try physical weapons. This is just the way I would try to take care of the creature, not knowing what it was.

I know it is nasty, that is why I summoned it. Between it and the Disenchanter (another critter you might not know about), I figured something nasty would happen to your items or to your spell casting ability. I wanted to see you cast spells so I could find your particular weakness so I am testing you.

Please note these creatures are native to the worlds of Dungeons and Dragons, not RJ's Ring of Fire. That is why I am saying you would most likely not know what they are.

OOC:

Actually I do teach basic magic theory so I am sure the students get the most rudimentary basics down before turning them over to those who can teach specilized subjects to them.
OOC: That's in the Council. Separate forum entirely.

~SNIP~
"Certainly. Food from various nations can be found just to the left of the entrance, behind the double doors."

Yes I do not know them never have done D&D hence why I was confused. Would an illusion work on the creature or is it seeing everything like you are saying you do.

Klelt listened to the conversation between the two of them. At the mention of where the cafeteria, he turned to Ichiro and asked, "Would you like to go get something to eat?"

"Certainly. Food from various nations can be found just to the left of the entrance, behind the double doors."

Ichiro unwraps her tail from her leg, picks up her bag, and says, "Thank-you."

She lights a ball of coldfire and sets it to hover over her left shoulder. She then scurried off in the indicated direction. She tripped and almost fell flat on her face when she looked down at her stomach when it growled, but she managed to recover her balance pretty quickly. Her ears flick when she hears Klelt's question. She stops and motions for him to follow before resuming her walk to the cafeteria.

The Magic Eater can automatically detect magic much like the Disenchanter. They both feed off Eldritch Energies so they would be able to detect it and tell it for what it is. If you cast a spell it would stop it's charge to feed on it, then start towards you again. If you keep casting, you can keep feeding it. You will do two things:

1. Keep it away from you for the time being

2. Make it bigger as it feeds off your spells, making it harder to kill with your weapons later.

Realisticlly a couple spells would be logical to assume you would understand what is happening but beyond that it might be getting too big for you to fight in the time you would have before the Disenchanter would get involved. The battle would last longer because of the increased strength of the critter. It would give you time to show off with your blade though.... hehehe.

I'll RP the critters as they would react according to the situation. To keep things from dog-piling upon you, Galvenor will remain watching while we deal with these little critters.

It would only be fair that way.

Ichiro unwraps her tail from her leg, picks up her bag, and says, "Thank-you."
She lights a ball of coldfire and sets it to hover over her left shoulder. She then scurried off in the indicated direction. She tripped and almost fell flat on her face when she looked down at her stomach when it growled, but she managed to recover her balance pretty quickly. Her ears flick when she hears Klelt's question. She stops and montions for him to follow before resuming her walk to the cafeteria.
Klelt quickly caught up with Ichiro. "Are you alright?" He asked, refering to her nearly falling over.

Tevric creates a black hole in between himself and the creature bringing it into full existence and then removing all magik from it making it be like any black hole in the universe. Its field of effect though is about as big as a man for it is about the size of a pin. He then keeps it between himself and the nasty beast.

The creature stops its charge and seems to wave back and forth as Tervic casts his spell. The energies from the spell which was designed to create a black hole (I hope you are not serious about a real black hole) were instead completely absorbed by the creature. Its tentacles quivered with excitement as the magic surged through its being. It seemed to get a little larger.

The creature flowed towards Tervic again.


OOC: I assume Black Hole is a name of a spell like effect and not a reference toward the real astronomical object. If one were on a planet for only a few moments it would destroy everything here, even a pin-hole sized one.

It is a created object of extrem gravity within a small region that normal things can not escape. yea i was intending it to be simmular but not at the same strength.

To qualify to be a black hole it would have to be dense enough to restrict light from being emitted. The gravitational field of a pin hole sized object would be enough to instantly destroy several miles as well as cause extreme atmospheric catastrophic disturbances.

I run a FT nation that regularlly uses gravity weapons and other technologies and I have extensively researched these. You don't want to get any size singularity even remotely close to the gravitational well of an inhabited planet. It would most certainly destroy the caster because you could not get far enough away from it before you were compressed smaller than a Gluon. There is not a way to have a lesser strength black hole.

When you stated the black hole the first time I thought you were referring to a teleportation ring or sphere of anhilation.

Let's get back to the game.

Klelt quickly caught up with Ichiro. "Are you alright?" He asked, refering to her nearly falling over.

Ichiro nods as she catches her breath. Meanwhile, her stomach growls again. After looking down at it, she looks up flushed with embarassment.

"Appearently your stomach wants food, so we should pick up the pace." Klelt said as he opened the door to the cafeteria, letting the smells of food to waft out.

"Appearently your stomach wants food, so we should pick up the pace." Klelt said as he opened the door to the cafeteria, letting the smells of food to waft out.

"Thanks, Klelt," says Ichiro as she walks past him.

Before going far, she stops and puts her shoes back on as she didn't want to get her stockings dirty. She put her bag down at an empty table and went to look at what kind of food was there. Of course, her nose naturally led her to the sweets right off the back.

Klelt felt an inner warmth, and followed Ichiro to the sugary treats. He knew he should resist, but they were very alluring.

OOC: Kaymiril has warned Piekrom, and I am going to warn you. STOP ARGUING about a damn book series. If you want to do that, TG each other or use IM, but keep it out of here.

IC: Leviathan looked up. He had lots of free time on his hands. Gods actually didn't do that much... he spent most of his time here, or with his friends,"Depends on how stiff you want it"

OOC: Fair enough. I just right wrongs wherever I see them, and wrong rights, too!

IC: "Ahhhh..... What've you got? I'm feeling really bad, as the Whirlwind Portal I used was... efficient, but rather... debiliating."

Having spoke, he gestured, a tiny flick of black fire forming a nub of stone out of the wall, from which he hung his staff. He groaned, and sat down, his muscles, bones, and damn near everything else aching; power had its rewards, but just as many responsiblities, and... consequences...

Piekrom']ok so then it is probable more like brown hole. I wanted something that was extreamly dense but not as strong as a black hole.

There is nothing like that in existance. A Black Hole gets it's name from the fact the gravity of a star exceeds the limit needed for light to escape. The light is not allowed to escape from the superdense star. To create one, you need to take a star about 10 to 15 times larger than our own and then trigger a Super Nova.

Look them up instead of inventing them. If you have a link to a Brown Hole (other than porn, that would get you banned) please send it.

Now, please recognize the Magic Eater ate your spell and now it is comming closer. For the last time, lets get the game going instead of debating things that can be looked up on Wikipedia.com, or Nasa.gov, or even Dictionary.com

Klelt felt an inner warmth, and followed Ichiro to the sugary treats. He knew he should resist, but they were very alluring.

"Lets see here," Ichiro said looking up and down at the different foods, "they had quite a multi-cultural blend of foods back on the island," her head snaps as she spots something, "ohh," she practically jumps for joy, "calamari, I love calamari."

She grabs a plate and rushes over to the calamari where she scoops out a massive amount onto her plate. She scoots over to the silverware and grabs a fork. She then looks around for sauces.

"Can't have calamari," she thinks aloud while looking around, "without cocktail sauce."

Spotting the sauces, she scrambles over to them. She sniffs them trying to locate the sauce she wants. When she does, she pours a health helping onto the plate as well. Then she carries the entire dish back to the table where she had left her bag, sits down, and begins to eat.

OOC: Fair enough. I just right wrongs wherever I see them, and wrong rights, too!

IC: "Ahhhh..... What've you got? I'm feeling really bad, as the Whirlwind Portal I used was... efficient, but rather... debiliating."

Having spoke, he gestured, a tiny flick of black fire forming a nub of stone out of the wall, from which he hung his staff. He groaned, and sat down, his muscles, bones, and damn near everything else aching; power had its rewards, but just as many responsiblities, and... consequences...
OOC: Yeah, my advice to you: Don't do it.

IC: "Anything from the known universe, and a few other things besides. In any case, you look like a man who needs Irrandian Fire Brandy"

He flicked his hand, and a glass tumbled appeared in his hand, half full with the red-brown liquid. If anyone looked at it closely enough, little tongues of flame were visible within the liquid itself. He waved his hand again, adding the Drow energy concotion to the drink, to make it help pick the man's energy levels up. It had a greater effect on humans than on Drow, so it should help,"There you go"

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Klelt was examining the wide assortment of foods and began filling the plate with normal foods, like rice and ribs, somewhat exotic foods, like calamari and chocolate coated roaches, and really exotic foods, things that looked like eyes, and a number of other commestibles.

Finding a large bottle of tobasco sauce he wonders what it would be like to drink, so he transfers the contents into a goblet and heads to join Ichiro at the table.

Tevric is begining to feel rather foolish for leaving his weapons in the inn in town. He then creates a plain old throwing dagger in his hand and then hurels it at the beast.

OOC: Just to clarify. Black holes have never been discovered, the theory of black holes fits in well with our theory of the universe.

The theory is that a huge star has come to the end of it's life span, and collapsed in upon itself after forming a red giant etc.

This now-dead star has such high gravity per metre cubed that anything that comes within it's radius of affect if sucked in and plastered over the surface.

These 'black holes' can even attract light rays, which is nearly impossible to do, as light rays conatin so little mass.

One way to show how strong these black holes are theorised to be, is that if I were to be put upon the surface of one, I would be ripped apart down to my constituent quarks and leptons, probably even further, and my remains would be spread out over the entirety of the spherical object, so you can imagine just how thin I would be, especially when you consider that these black holes could be about the size of our Earth.

IC: Artemis had never seen any of the amazing things going on in the duel. Apart from maybe the throwing dagger, he had hunted with it as a young boy.

fatti you can not determain the skill of my mage in throwing knifes. Both my characters are suposed to be extreamly good with them. remember how old my guy is and the fact that he is an elf.

Piekrom']Tevric is begining to feel rather foolish for leaving his weapons in the inn in town. He then creates a plain old throwing dagger in his hand and then hurels it at the beast.
The daggar vanishes, as do the other spells on the field.

The rules of this contest clearly state that there shall be no physical attacks.
You, Tervic, have violated that rule.
Galvenor is the victor, and you...leave this place.


OOC:
And clean up all the gratuitous OOC posts you made. That goes for everyone. I'm trying to get this tower decently clean. Frees up more space for REAL rp, and makes a prettier looking thread.

Klelt was examining the wide assortment of foods and began filling the plate with normal foods, like rice and ribs, somewhat exotic foods, like calamari and chocolate coated roaches, and really exotic foods, things that looked like eyes, and a number of other commestibles.

Finding a large bottle of tobasco sauce he wonders what it would be like to drink, so he transfers the contents into a goblet and heads to join Ichiro at the table.

Looking up when she noticed Klelt sitting at the table with her, Ichiro uses the side of one of her hands to wipe a little dab of cocktail sauce from the side of her mouth. Not wanting to even let that little bit go to waste, she wipes it off with a piece of calamari that she then pops into her mouth. She looks at what he has picked.

Swallowing, she says, "You're not going to get anything to eat?"

Looking up when she noticed Klelt sitting at the table with her, Ichiro uses the side of one of her hands to wipe a little dab of cocktail sauce from the side of her mouth. Not wanting to even let that little bit go to waste, she wipes it off with a piece of calamari that she then pops into her mouth. She looks at what he has picked.
Swallowing, she says, "You're not going to get anything to eat?"
"Of course I am," He replied, gesturing at the plate loaded with a large number of odd foods.
He then began chowing down on foods. As he chased down a spoonful of rice with a drink, his eyes shot open. "What is this?" He said

Ichiro says, "Oops, sorry. I didn't see that plate."

She leans over and sniffs the stuff Klelt has in his goblet.

"Smells like," she says, "the sauce Lleld likes to use when she does her practical joke of making other's meals back at the Dragonskeep extra spicy."

She sits back and smiles as she recalls the last time Lleld did it to her. She reaches over and pulls two canteens of water from her bag.

She hands one to Klelt and says, "This water should relieve the 'burning' sensation in your mouth. Plain wheat bread also helps."

She opens the other canteen and takes a gulp to wash down the calamari she had eaten so far.

Ichiro says, "Oops, sorry. I didn't see that plate." She leans over and sniffs the stuff Klelt has in his goblet.
"Smells like," she says, "the sauce Lleld likes to use when she does her practical joke of making other's meals back at the Dragonskeep extra spicy."
She sits back and smiles as she recalls the last time Lleld did it to her. She reaches over and pulls two canteens of water from her bag.
She hands one to Klelt and says, "This water should relieve the 'burning' sensation in your mouth. Plain wheat bread also helps."
She opens the other canteens and takes a gulp to wash down the calamari she had eaten so far.
"What burning?" Klelt asked as he took another small drink of the hot sauce, as he took a bite of a chocolate covered roach. "It's just unusually, almost sickeningly sweet, that's why."

Ichiro wrinkles her nose at the fact Klelt likes drinking the hot sauce and the fact he is eating a bug.

"You are the first person that I have met who actually likes drinking that stuff," she sighs as she returns the unopened canteen to her bag.

She closes the canteen she had drunk from, sets it on the table, and dives back into eating her calamari. She spears a couple with the fork and swirls it around in the cocktail sauce before popping it into her mouth.

Ichiro wrinkles her nose at the fact Klelt likes drinking the hot sauce and the fact he is eating a bug.
"You are the first person that I have met who actually likes drinking that stuff," she sighs as she returns the unopened canteen to her bag.
She closes the canteen she had drunk from, sets it on the table, and dives back into eating her calamari. She spears a couple with the fork and swirls it around in the cocktail sauce before popping it into her mouth.
"It's a bit too sweet for my tastes really." He replied as he crunched a coated roach, "Do you know what this is, it's odd." He asked, refering to the roach on his fork.

"It's a bit too sweet for my tastes really." He replied as he crunched a coated roach, "Do you know what this is, it's odd." He asked, refering to the roach on his fork.

Ichiro says between mouthfuls of calamari, "I'm pretty sure its a chocolate covered roach, at least it smells like a roach, but the scent of the chocolate is pretty strong. Not exactly something I would eat myself, but you seem to be enjoying it."

Ichiro says between mouthfuls of calamari, "I'm pretty sure its a chocolate covered roach, at least it smells like a roach, but the scent of the chocolate is pretty strong. Not exactly something I would eat myself, but you seem to be enjoying it."
"Really, enh it tastes good." He replied as he finished the last one on his plate, and moved onto the stuff that looked like gelatinous eyes, covered in tapioca.

"Really, enh it tastes good." He replied as he finished the last one on his plate, and moved onto the stuff that looked like gelatinous eyes, covered in tapioca.

Ichiro said, "You are braver than I am when it comes to trying new foods. I wouldn't even touch anything that I hadn't even heard the name of."

She finished off her plate of calamari and emitted a smell burp.

Holding up a hand to her mouth she blushes and says, "Pardon me."

She then started to hum. The tip of her tail began to twitch in time with her humming.

Ichiro said, "You are braver than I am when it comes to trying new foods. I wouldn't even touch anything that I hadn't even heard the name of."
She finished off her plate of calamari and emitted a smell burp.
Holding up a hand to her mouth she blushes and says, "Pardon me."
She then started to hum. The tip of her tail began to twitch in time with her humming.
"My digestive system can handle anything it's ever come up against, at least so far. It can, as far as any biologist can tell, deal with anything I can wrap my mouth around." Klelt replied
As she began humming, his tail picked up the beat and twitched in time with Ichiro's.

Ichiro's humming altered from just a made-up tune to one she remembered that Linden used to sing to her in her younger days (OOC: The Dragonlord version of the songs mothers use to calm children down). The only problem was she couldn't recall the name of the song.

Ichiro's humming altered from just a made-up tune to one she remembered that Linden used to sing to her in her younger days (OOC: The Dragonlord version of the songs mothers use to calm children down). The only problem was she couldn't recall the name of the song.
Klelt began getting drowsy as he listened to the tune she was humming, his eyelids began drooping, his tail twitched much more lethargically, and he had the air of someone on the brink of falling fast asleep. The music of Ichiro reminded him of when he was a child in his mother's lap. The feelings of secruity and safety were lulling him to sleep more quickly and insidiously than an magick ever could.

Piekrom]

OOC: That is not fair i was not attacking him I was attacking the creature that he created. If you read his posts that is the only way to get rid of the summoned creature. so what am I suposed to do huh. Would it have been any different if I through it with magik instead of my hand. no they would still be doing the exact same thing. If you are saying this that means my first attack disqualified me.

OOC: Fair? Fair?! When did 'fair' come into a magical duel. He said no physical attacks. Logic says you could've summoned your own creature, and used that to combat it. If you try to blatantly flout the rules, because you lack the ability counter a simple creature, then you deserve to lose.

It's like saying to a coach, while playing basketball "Well, the rock I just picked up and threw went through the hoop, so it must be a goal! No, the rules are that a basketball must go through the hoop, not a rock. I mean, sure, they'd still be doing exactly the same thing (going through the hoop), but that's not what the rules state. If you don't like the rules, don't whine like a spoilt brat, go away.

The same applies here. A magical attack must be used, not a physical one. I mean, for goddsake, if you'd conjured a knife, beat a magic-eater with an antimagic field, simply moved away from it, and ran; waiting until his conjuration ran out; hell, there are literally hundreds of things you could've done. Instead, you proved your intellectual inadequacy, and broke the rules, both at once!

IC: ....meanwhile, a shadowy figure watched, from beyond the veil of mists. "My, my. He has gone far. Perhaps we had better... deal with him, before he becomes an annoyance. Sh'veil!"

A figure of absolute blackness stoof before the owner of the voice...

You have me confused with someone else. So far nobody has used any weapons in the Arena and Galvenor has not used any weapons in the 13,121 post history of this thread (to my recollection).

Death uses a Sythe and I beleave the character from Hyperspacial Travel does too.

OOC: In Fingal's world, mages aren't allowed to wield steel.It has something to do with the fact that magick makes them powerful without other weapons.

OOC: In Fingal's world, mages aren't allowed to wield steel.It has something to do with the fact that magick makes them powerful without other weapons.
ooc: As I believe it has been stated before, this IS NOT Fingal's world, it is simply a coincidence with the names.

Klelt began getting drowsy as he listened to the tune she was humming, his eyelids began drooping, his tail twitched much more lethargically, and he had the air of someone on the brink of falling fast asleep. The music of Ichiro reminded him of when he was a child in his mother's lap. The feelings of secruity and safety were lulling him to sleep more quickly and insidiously than an magick ever could.

Suddenly curious, Ichiro stops humming and decides to ask some questions.

"So, Klelt," she asked, "What kind of powers do you have?"

Galvenor’s image finally moved.

Upon the passing of the Judgment, he had returned to inhabit his image he had left behind earlier. He turned and bowed to the Judge in acknowledgement of her decision. Galvenor then turned to his opponent and bowed in his direction to honor his opponent.

He then began to walk out of the Arena, barely using his staff for support.

When he was clear of the Anti-Magic Shield, he faded from view.

Suddenly curious, Ichiro stops humming and decides to ask some questions.

"So, Klelt," she asked, "What kind of powers do you have?"
He shook himself as he woke up. "Powers, what do you mean?" Klelt asked

Tevric leaves and piekrom follows after him and they retier to the golden keep never to be seen again.

OOC: In Fingal's world, mages aren't allowed to wield steel.It has something to do with the fact that magick makes them powerful without other weapons.
OOC: Even so, 'tis a moot point. My scythe is made out of wood and the blade exists only partially in the material place, it's a harvester of souls, on its most basic level...

OOC: Even so, 'tis a moot point. My scythe is made out of wood and the blade exists only partially in the material place, it's a harvester of souls, on its most basic level...
OOC: CUT THIS SORT OF STUFF OUT! Listen, I'm going to be backing Kaymiril at all times on this sort of thing. If you want to argue about what is allowed in magick and what isn't, either start your own OOC thread and do it there, or via TG or IM.

IC: Eldrad watched as Tervic and Piekrom left, and sighed,"It is for the best, I foresee. There are other dangers in the future... we cannot afford divisions between us now"

James Cougar looked at him, and nodded,"I agree"

"Ah, but you are not clairvoyant"

"Have the potential to be"

"Yes, but thus far you have chosen not to study that side of your nature. Do not worry, it will come with time. Tell me... how is life without..."

James cut him off,"I'd rather not think about it, if it's all the same to you. Thinking about it makes it hurt"

"Maybe it should hurt"

"Maybe, Eldrad... but not right now. For now, I must look after my children and keep them happy, even at the expense of myself"

He shook himself as he woke up. "Powers, what do you mean?" Klelt asked

Ichiro sighs, "Like, which of the seventeen elements can you control? For example, I, as the Dragons would say, am of Fire."

Ichiro sighs, "Like, which of the seventeen elements can you control? For example, I, as the Dragons would say, am of Fire."
"Seventeen elements?" He asked, as to the science of magick, was only known four, or five elements, depending on who you asked.

"Seventeen elements?" He asked, as to the science of magick, was only known four, or five elements, depending on who you asked.

"Yes, the Saethe currently recognizes seventeen seperate elements," Ichiro answers.

She ticks off on her fingers as she lists each one.

"The seventeen are: Fire, Water, Earth, Air, Stone, Electricity, Gravity, Sound, Darkness, Light, Chaos, Order, Life, Death, Ice, Emotion, and Nature."

Ichiro takes a sip from her canteen after she finishes listing them.

"Ah," Klelt replied, "Mine isn't classed as elementalism, at least by our standards, and I'm not sure where I'd fit in your system."

"Ah," Klelt replied, "Mine isn't classed as elementalism, at least by our standards, and I'm not sure where I'd fit in your system."

Ichiro asks, "Then what can you do? You may even be one of the rare instances of someone who is a mix of multiple Elements."

"I'm not even sure how I'd be classified by your system, I guess you could call it a multi. As to explaining, that I'm not really sure how it'd work." Klelt replied

"I'm not even sure how I'd be classified by your system, I guess you could call it a multi. As to explaining, that I'm not really sure how it'd work." Klelt replied

Ichiro answered, "Perhaps if you showed me a demonstration, I would be able to figure it out for you, Klelt."

She took another sip from her canteen, closed it, and put it back in her bag.

OOC: Finally got rid of my failed characters they would have been gone sooner if it was not for the duel. Well now I will start over fresh and clean with one who knows no magik has great potential and no connection to emotions.

IC: A tall strong muscular figure walks up to the gate. He stands at about 8 feet tall. He walks with a grace and speed that belies his muscular build. His arms are like tree trunks and his skin seems to be the color of bark. He carries two broad swords on his back and a bunch of spears for hunting. He is arrayed in common leather vest and pants worn by all trolls. He waits by the gate to be accepted in to the White tower.

Ichiro answered, "Perhaps if you showed me a demonstration, I would be able to figure it out for you, Klelt."

She took another sip from her canteen, closed it, and put it back in her bag.
"Would you then like to go to the courtyard?" He asked

The troll sits by the gate and rubs his clean shaven face waiting for someone to give him permission to enter.

"Would you then like to go to the courtyard?" He asked

Ichiro replied, "Sure, but don't you want to finish your food first?"

She cleaned off her plate with a quick wash of lime-green flame and put in and the fork in the pile of used dishes and silverware. She returned to the table and started digging in her bag.

He picked up the plate, tilted it to let the food pour into his mouth. "All done." He said after a second, as he put the cutlery into the dirty dish rack.

He picked up the plate, tilted it to let the food pour into his mouth. "All done." He said after a second, as he put the cutlery into the dirty dish rack.

Ichiro, who had sat up straight after rummaging in her bag, raised her left eyebrow at Klelt's action.

"So," she began, "Do you mean the main courtyard or some other one I don't know of yet?"

"The main one is the only one I know at the moment." Klelt replied

The troll is still waiting by the gate to tower and its courtyard waiting to be accepted into the place. While he waits he takes out his pocket watch to check the time. He then combes back his rich dark black hair with his hands. Then he takes a seat on the ground close to the gate and pulls out a book and starts reading while he waits.

"The main one is the only one I know at the moment." Klelt replied

Ichiro stands up, straightens her skirt, picks up her bag, and says, "Lead the way. I still don't trust where you eyes would go if you were behind me."

He grins a saucy grin as he sets out toward the courtyard, walking backward so he could see her, his tail like a blind man's cane.

He grins a saucy grin as he sets out toward the courtyard, walking backward so he could see her, his tail like a blind man's cane.

Ichiro groans as she starts after him. She should have realized he might try something like this. Then a mischevious thought occured to her.

"Look out behind you," she said with a glint in her eyes.

Now that the duel was over, Artemis wanted to continue with his training. He quickly walked away, and after a while of training with a longbow out in the woods, he came back, and looked around for some Geomancer to teach him again.

Already he had almost perfected his way of calming down small animals, like birds and the like.

He bent back, so that he was folded almost double, with his chest still to Ichiro. Looking around he un-bent, "Really, where?" He asked as his back popped.

He bent back, so that he was folded almost double, with his chest still to Ichiro. Looking around he un-bent, "Really, where?" He asked as his back popped.

"Argh," groaned Ichiro, "If I had known you could do that I wouldn't have tried anything."

Slinging the strap of her bag over her shoulder, she stalked past Klelt.

He grinned back as they exited the Tower.

The yet unknown troll gets up upon seing the door to the courtyard open across from the gate hoping it is some one who can give him the permision to enter the premises of the tower.

Klelt looked at the troll and wondered what it was doing here.

Ichiro ignores Klelt's antics and raises her right eyebrow when she catches sight of the troll.

"Klelt," she says, "Any idea why a troll would be out here?"

"It could be wanting to learn." He commented, "Thought I've never heard of a troll smart enought to do so."

"It could be wanting to learn." He commented, "Thought I've never heard of a troll smart enought to do so."

Ichiro slaps him on the back of the head.

"Just because you haven't met one," she growled, "doesn't mean they don't exist. There are several highly intelligent trolls back home."

"What was that for?" He protested as he rubbed his ears.

"What was that for?" He protested as he rubbed his ears.

"Simple," replied Ichiro, "the trolls I know have great hearing. And they can get pretty cranky."

"Well the only trolls I've ever meet are slow, lumbering and dim-witted." Klelt replied

OOC: Ahh, it feels sooooo GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD to be back! I may have to Rent to own a Comp, but so help me, nothing keeps me from NS, nothing.

Balrogga, can we continue our RP? Please? With whipped cream and a cherry on top?

This is good news and bad news. Without opposition, this thread would more than likely stagnate, and die. Thus, My Other personality, the Evil Kajeenith, is also back.

Warhaven = good
Kajeenith = bad

IC: Arianna stretched and yawned. The Archwizards got up, disapointed. They hoped for a real duel, not a one-sided beating.

Arianna noted Glavenors powers, and also thought it was a one-sided beating. Galvenor's opponet barely struggled.

"The Warhaven Archwizards versus the Kaymirilian Elite, now that would be intresting." She thought.

The archwizards teleported away, to diffrent places, for diffrent purposes.

The man watched.

A duel? no, they were throwing that one out. I'm too far off, I should enter the tower. Spirits be with me.

With that, the man got up, and walked to, and entered, the tower.

He paused, at the entrance though.

"Why are you sitting out here? Is this tower not free to any who wish to learn? Is this tower not neutral ground, where all may gather with the knowledge that no harm shall befall them? Do not the mages and wizards of this tower fight to keep it that way? why then would you sit out here, come my big burly friend, enter with me, and let us expand our knowledge." the man said to the Troll.

with that, he stepped inside.

Then, he bowed his head.

"Spirits of knowledge, spirits of peace, Come ancients of Kamigawa, and fill this place." the man chanted.

Minor elemental spirits of each element drifted lazily out of this new man, and hovered about him.

This man was a mystery, and master of the spirit magicks of Kamigawa.

* Pandemoneum, lowermost level. *

Elemental Warrior snapped awake.

Kamigawa spirits? There? this is most unusual indeed, I shall watch this anamalous event, though I pray it does not require direct interference, if so, she'll have to be alerted, though no doubt she'll soon know already, if she does not already know. Kajeenith, you scatter your true self accross the elemental plane of Time, and leave an Avatar in your place, a weak one at that what do you play at?

OOC: forgot, pretend this is Warhaven.

"Well the only trolls I've ever meet are slow, lumbering and dim-witted." Klelt replied

"Well," Ichiro huffed, "you shouldn't make general statements about a person based on past experiences. Its rude and impolite."

"I was generallizing trolls, not this troll." Klelt replied

"I was generallizing trolls, not this troll." Klelt replied

"Well, I don't like generalizations," Ichiro spat, "Next thing I know, you'll be saying all Kyubi are evil just because their demonic in origin."

OOC: I would watch how you tread here very carefully if I were your character.

the spirits this new man brought with him swirled around Ichiro and Klelt. The man simply stood, gazing in at the tower.

The troll replies to the strange new man saying in a voice that sounds like gravel, "Thank you for the information. I had no previous knowledge of the costumes of this land so I wanted to prevent any offence. Let me Introduce my self my name is Teji." The troll then walked through the door towards the two that were discussing him with a smooth deadly grace. He addresses them both saying, “hello my name is Teji.” He then turned to the fox like creature and told her, "I appreciate your attempts to defend my people. Apparently he has not had any meaningful contact with trolls before. We are after all a relatively secretive society and those out in different worlds are our dangerous kin that have been exiled for the safety of our country. I have been sent here as a representative of my people. I shall explain to the council or whatever governing body resides here as of to why I was chosen to come here to represent my people and learn magik." He then turns to the cat like creature with of all things fur wings and addresses him gently saying, "I have a question for you. Did you not notice that I did not turn to stone as a result of the sun? Think if I was like any of the trolls that you might have met I would be stone by now. The reason being that before any of these dangerous members are expelled to these planets through our warp gates we implant a device that contains asphinx poison that would be triggered with sunlight to give all other planetary creatures in were we send them a chance to escape them. We try to make sure that there are no real civilizations that are beyond their stone age before we send them to one of those planets but we are long lived creatures with an average live span of 5000 years. So I can understand your ignorance but do not let me hear you saying such things again because that will upset me. So are you two students as well, and what are your names?"

*Elemental plane of Time.*

Ages had passed since he stepped into the temporal beam that banished the space bubble. 5,000 more years bassed in the second he pulled his counciousness together and reentered his body. This sandstorm was intense, wait, sandstorm, years passing in a fraction of a second? where was he? He was here, but where was here?

"Darkness of my heart, Darkness of my soul, tell me, oh tell me please where I am." Kajeenith asked of himself.

Kajeenith's features twisted, his eyes grew frightningly dim, his mouth twisted into an evil grin.

"My most faithful of followers, you are on the plane of Time. come, we must go, we have things to do." This Mad Kajeenith said.

Kajeenith resummed his normal appearence, and started walking, beckoned, by mysterious feelings. He looked at the plane. It appeared as a massive sandstorm, swirling downward like sands through an hourglass, he followed the storm winds. Each grain of sand was a single second of time. It seemed as though each grain of sand would collide with every other, yet would only ever touch the second that came before it, and the second that came after it. It was Extreme Chaos tempered by Extreme Law. It boggled even Kajeenith's mind. Such things remained better off unthought of. It was a perfect system if left to itself, but who was Kajeenith to leave things alone?

Kajeenith began to cause Chaos accross the Time/space continuum, colliding this second with that second, destroying this second of time, Causing things to happen that never would have happened in the first place.

Yet ever still he drew closer to his destination.

"I base my generalizations on experiance." Klelt replied, "I have only meet you, so I have to base all I know about Kyubi on you. If you wish me not to generalize, I won't." He added

"I base my generalizations on experiance." Klelt replied, "I have only meet you, so I have to base all I know about Kyubi on you. If you wish me not to generalize, I won't." He added

"Good," says Ichiro, a little more calm.

She then turns to the troll and courtsies welcome, "Nice to meet you. I'm Ichiro Suziki," she glares at Klelt, "back home the trolls and dwarves got along great. In fact, the greatest smithshop is run by a troll and a dwarf working together."

OOC: Careful, the ice is a little bit thicker now, but you still skating on thin ice. This is going to be interesting to see how Klelt gets out of this without making her any madder.

the spirits this new man brought with him swirled around Ichiro and Klelt. The man simply stood, gazing in at the tower.

Eldrad jerked sharpely, his head turning to face where the man should be. He sighed, knowing his visions had indeed been correct. He had hoped they wouldn't, but obviously something was on the move. He mentally reinforced his defences, and waited for this man to appear.

"Good," says Ichiro, a little more calm.

She then turns to the troll and courtsies welcome, "Nice to meet you. I'm Ichiro Suziki," she glares at Klelt, "back home the trolls and dwarves got along great. In fact, the greatest smithshop is run by a troll and a dwarf working together."

OOC: Careful, the ice is a little bit thicker now, but you still skating on thin ice. This is going to be interesting to see how Klelt gets out of this without making her any madder.
"What is a dwarf?" Klelt asked puzzledly

Teji replies to the cat like creature, "Well dwarfs are short stocky people with great strength for their size. They are also some of the greatest mechanics and enginiers anywere."

Klelt looked at the troll oddly, "So what are you here for?"

ooc: He's not cat like, cat like ears, tail and large furry wings.

Klelt looked at the troll oddly, "So what are you here for?"

ooc: He's not cat like, cat like ears, tail and large furry wings.

"As I have said earlier if you were paying attention I am here to represent my people and to learn magik."

OOC: I have no other way to describe you till you tell my character your characters name.

Eldrad jerked sharpely, his head turning to face where the man should be. He sighed, knowing his visions had indeed been correct. He had hoped they wouldn't, but obviously something was on the move. He mentally reinforced his defences, and waited for this man to appear.

The man was quite physical, and fully alive. The spirits, were just that, spirits. The swirled and jumped around him, almost playfully.

"I am sorry if I startled you good sir, I come from a land far away seeking to learn about the world outside my own, and thus here I am, at the White Tower. Allow me to introduce myself, my name, is Ypsa, and I am a freind of the Elemental Spirits, such as the ones swirling about me." Ypsa said.


While Ypsa gave no physical indication of any lies, any who could detect them, knew he was flat out lying about his name.

Teji smells a very stong sent of deception coming off the one who called himself ypsa. Of course none but those with the strongest of noses would be able to detect and identify the smells of emotion.

Ichiro starts to giggle when she sees the bewildered look on Klelt's face when he says he doesn't know what a dwarf is. As she is still laughing, she nods to confirm what the troll said. Eventually, her giggle fit dies down enough for her to get a few words out between giggles.

See says, "True...In fact...that dwarf and troll...smith pair...I told you 'bout...are commishioned to make the swords...for the Dragonlords...from the fangs of Dragons...of the same Element."

OOC: The ... are there to indicate where she couldn't speak because of laughter.

Now that the duel was over, Artemis wanted to continue with his training. He quickly walked away, and after a while of training with a longbow out in the woods, he came back, and looked around for some Geomancer to teach him again.

Already he had almost perfected his way of calming down small animals, like birds and the like.
The only geomancer really qualified to teach anything at the Tower was currently in conversation with what could only be his superior.

Her hands were gloved, and she was completely cloaked in brown robes. A mask was over her face so that all anyone could see of her were her eyes, brown like her robes.

Artemis saw the two, and decided he was suddenly hungry. He walked past the pair, and on towards the canteen.

The only geomancer really qualified to teach anything at the Tower was currently in conversation with what could only be his superior.

Her hands were gloved, and she was completely cloaked in brown robes. A mask was over her face so that all anyone could see of her were her eyes, brown like her robes.
Ypsa's Earth spirits seemed attracted to the two.

Ypsa's Earth spirits seemed attracted to the two.
The more powerful (Olath'yukin) waved it/them away, irritated.

The Spirits hang back closer to Ypsa, but still watching the pair.

Artemis finished his meal, and came out of the canteen again. Once again the two Geomancers were talking, and Artemis went in search of a swordmaster to help him in his training.

Soon he found a drow one.

There are many here, there, back home, are few indeed. These ones know much about us indeed, should we help them, as we have helped the others? Perhaps we should, but how can we trust them not to enslave us, and let us roam free? Such matters are irrelevant, only power matters, we are neutral in all other respects.

Ypsa looked around. The spirits seemed comfortable, and more came, and drifted throughout the tower, hovering closer to Mages and Wizards of their own element. Ypsa smiled. If Only... But that was another matter.

There was another Swordmaster Artimese found. This man was Rather Old, and had his share of scares. He wore loose clothing of White, and his sword gleamed, even in the darkness. This man was perhaps the one warrior that could give Col. Cougar a Run for his money, This was Rahegalhoff, Lord of the Paladins of warhaven, and most favored follower of Warfare.

*pretend this is warhaven

Piekrom']"As I have said earlier if you were paying attention I am here to represent my people and to learn magik."

OOC: I have no other way to describe you till you tell my character your characters name.
"What kind?" He asked, somewhat put out at Ichiro's laughter.

Artemis finished his meal, and came out of the canteen again. Once again the two Geomancers were talking, and Artemis went in search of a swordmaster to help him in his training.

Soon he found a drow one.
The man had green eyes, and was actually lazily watching a mage battle. One could tell that he was alert, though.

There are many here, there, back home, are few indeed. These ones know much about us indeed, should we help them, as we have helped the others? Perhaps we should, but how can we trust them not to enslave us, and let us roam free? Such matters are irrelevant, only power matters, we are neutral in all other respects.

Ypsa looked around. The spirits seemed comfortable, and more came, and drifted throughout the tower, hovering closer to Mages and Wizards of their own element. Ypsa smiled. If Only... But that was another matter.
A shadow seemed to appear beside him, and spoke. No spirits would gravitate toward him/her?.

"What is your purpose here?"

"To Learn about the World outside my own, dear Shadow." Ypsa said, which was 90% truth, though Ypsa gave no indication that it was only a very small, very partial Lie. Ypsa's Name was already a complete Lie.

"From where do you hail?"

"The World of the Spirits." Ypsa said. This was complete Truth, as Kamigawa was known as The World of the Spirits.

"What star?"

"Oceanstar" Ypsa said. Complete Truth. Oceanstar was a Blue Giant that lit the Worlds of Riptide, Kamigawa, and Ephseus.

This much Renor knew.

"The world of Spirits, right?"

"Yes. Where do you Hail From?" Ypsa asked.

S/he didn't answer the question.

"Are you a servant of Kajeenith?"

"Who willingly serves the Mad God?" Ypsa asked.

"That was not my question."

"All the same, that was your answer. Show me one from Kamigawa who has not been touched by Kajeenith, and I will show you a very lucky soul indeed." Ypsa said.

"I will not tolerate a servant of Kajeenith here. Leave."

" hehe, and it took you all this long to figure out the Tuth? Ypsa? A Spy? hah. In Truth I am Redrum, Weakest of The Council of Feinds, Loyal only to the mad God. Come Spirits, Banish this man to the Afterlife." Redrum said,.

The Spirits did not move, at first. Then they all Funneled to gether to deliver a massive all elemental attack at Renor's Heart.

Renor raised his hand, creating a portal in front of him. It would take the elementals to somewhere distant, where they would be kept safe.

"Any other bright ideas, before I show you exactly why I'm still standing after four centuries?"

"Hahahaha, there was once an experiment with the Blood of Our Dark Tormentor and the bood of Feinds. hehehe, Its Time, For the Results! hahahaha." Redrum giggled. Energy crackled along his body, hideous tentacles and other things oozed out of him. Redrum screamed in pain.

What resulted looked like a mutant Mindflayer. Redrum hovered several feet above the Ground.

"I am the Feind Pisces. Now Die." Pisces Feind said.

Three of his Tentacles Wavered. The Energy of the White Tower Drew away from all the Magi Within. Renor would be unable to Rely upon any enrgy save his own.

Pisces Feind glared at Renor, a great Dagger Formed of Psy Energy, and launched itself at Renor.

Renor waited until the last minute before side-stepping.

Fashka here was now volatile...but he'd fought without the garuntee of anything but tupora fashka before.

Gathering what looked to be a tiny spell in his hands, he flicked it at the "Pisces fiend." It was really a spark of Ultima.

"Was that ultima?" Pisces feind asked of no one

Pisces feind had Limited dark Energy, three uses to be exact, and he used one on the Ultima spark, Draining it Away.

Pisces feind thought quickly. The best way to defeat a mage without Physical means was to take his Energy. One part had already been taken care of. Teleporting and Portals were costly. A Psy Dagger Flew From All Directions. Pisces Feind Teleported Away with it, and Reappeared before The daggers would Strike, Seconds Before, and Brought down a Psy Greatsword upon Renor, and used Osmosis upon Renor to steal Renor's Energy to make up for his own loss.

Psi

Therefore, what Renor believed, would affect him.

He refused to believe in the attacks. He also refused to give up his energy.

He focused Fireos into a lance and slammed it into the fiend's body. If it hit, he would make it flare.

The Attacks went through Renor, this Shocked Pisces Feind.

Then the Feiros Blade Flared. Pisces Feind lost the Rest of the Dark Energy due to Feiros's Holy effect. One Tentacle stabbed through Renor's Heart, one through the Brain, and a third straight down the Center lengthwise. Renor had in two moves, Robbed Pisces feind of most of his attacks.

OOC: The third Tentacle goes from Head to Toe, avoiding the other two Tentacles.

Renor gritted his teeth, and fed more tupora fashka into the attack on the fiend.

Pisces Feind Screamed and Stumbled away, Leaving Wounds in Renor.

"Fine, then, DIE." Pisces feind screamed.

With his Last Breath of Life, All the Fashka flooded back ionto the Tower, and Turned upon all the Magi within. Thus, Their own powers were hurting them.

Fortunatly, Xos popped in at this moment, because he felt a disturbance.

He used his Energy, and nearly spent himself restoring things to Normal.

Renor sat on the ground, where he'd fallen, trying to draw in more fashka, but tupora fashka was rushing out faster than he could pull it in.

Mith teleported over, and teleported him back to Mithdelmar. He could treat the Velkyn master.

Rahegalhoff sent word to Riptide. Nearly Every Paladin and Ranger in Warhaven came to the Tower. He sent out Parties, partially for Protection, Partially to Scout for anything, or anyone else. If anything was to be Gleaned from this, he would find it. He remembered Pisces feind's words well.

Xos and the Other Archwizards turned up and combed the Tower from Head to Toe restoring Order, both to the Energy, and to the people within.

"What kind?" He asked, somewhat put out at Ichiro's laughter.

"May I first know your name so I know what to call you. I wonder if all that fur is filling your head as well. have you no manners? You are continuing to ask questions and you have yet to introduce yourself. That is more like the roll of an interogator."

"What kind?" He asked, somewhat put out at Ichiro's laughter.

"Sorry," apologized Ichiro while a small bubble of giggles popping up now and again, "its just that all the stories I've heard of the outside world when I was back on the island made it sound like dwarves were quite common," she paused, "though, now that I think of it, those were Eragon's tales of his travels during the Third Age."

"Have you introduced yourself?" Klelt asked, "And my name is Klelt. Third age?" He asked Ichiro.

"Oh my Klelt. You must be incredibly dense. When I first came up to you I introduced myself as Teji. Then I ranted on your ignorance of my kind with some understanding of your position. I do not really know what type of magik I want to study. I guess anything and everything that does not deal with evil selfishness and summoning the forces of hell. Please try and pay more attention to what is around you instead of just Ichiro for I do not enjoy repeating my self."

"Ah." He replied, disliking the lecturing tone from the 'man-mountain'.

"What do you mean ah I wounder. What about my short speach did you not understand. Probable a more accurate discriptons is a dislike of some sort. So please tell me what was it that bothered you about my style of conversation."

"Have you introduced yourself?" Klelt asked, "And my name is Klelt. Third age?" He asked Ichiro.

Ichiro replied, "From what I understand, we currently live in the Fourth Age. Each Age is determined by the dominiant species. In the Third Age, that was Elves. Now, in the Fourth Age, the human species is the most wide-spread."

OOC: Think Lord of the Rings.

"You read far to much into a simple exclaimation." Klelt replied to the troll. "Ah, sounds logical enought." He said in response to Ichiro's statement.

"Well I am very apologetic for my del... I mean I am sorry for jumping to conclusions. I shall try to make shorter sentences as well for simplicities sake. We just have a tendency to drone on and on in our conversations.

Briefly Artemis wondered if the call for rangers and paladins applied to him, but almost immediately he dismissed the thoughts, he was still in training, and had a fairly long way to go yet.

He looked up at the green eyed weapons master.

"Greetings, I have not met you before. My name is Artemis, I am training to become a ranger. Would you please help me out with my sword work?"

"Looks like there is going to be a battle here soon maybe in the next year or so. Once I find the counce or whoever is incharge here I shall offer the force of my nation. No doubt the dwarfs and the wood elves on our planet will also probable come and help. What about you guys will your nations also come and help this place."

Briefly Artemis wondered if the call for rangers and paladins applied to him, but almost immediately he dismissed the thoughts, he was still in training, and had a fairly long way to go yet.

He looked up at the green eyed weapons master.

"Greetings, I have not met you before. My name is Artemis, I am training to become a ranger. Would you please help me out with my sword work?"
"I am known as Rildorath...and I am only here for a few days, until I am summoned home. What sort of help are you looking for?"


OOC:
Pikerom, first off, don't pick on someone who's been around since late Jan/early Feb for ignorance of your race. You haven't been cleared of that yet, among the four of us that live here.

And go back and delete your OOC comments. I'm trying to get this thread cleaned up some, and your incessant and irritating OOC posts do nothing but annoy.

If they are not cleared by the time I have a list of posts, I will add yours to the list and ask the moderators to clear them. They're spam, and this thread deserves better than that.

An Elven Ranger walks up. He looks modest and unasuming. He has brown hair and brown eyes. He wears a Bag of Holding, and two Longswords.

" I hear you seek to be a Ranger. Of sword instruction, there are many here, and Rildorath is among the best. If you wish Expert instruction in being a Ranger, look me up sometime, I'll give you instruction. My Name is Tharivol, and I am foremost among Warhaven's Rangers. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must confer with Lord Rahegalhoff, another fine swordmaster." Tharivol said.

He walked off, and stood atop the Tower with Rahegalhoff.

Piekrom']"Well I am very apologetic for my del... I mean I am sorry for jumping to conclusions. I shall try to make shorter sentences as well for simplicities sake. We just have a tendency to drone on and on in our conversations.
"Don't worry about it." Klelt replied

"Thank you for accepting my apology. So do any of you know who carries weight in decision making around here so I can give them my message."

"Nope." He replied, "Ichiro want's to find the top dog as well."

"Realy? Well I am prety sure we can find them eventualy or they might find us."

OOC: before I assume anything are most of the doors and ceiling tall enough for someone ten feet high.

Piekrom']"Looks like there is going to be a battle here soon maybe in the next year or so. Once I find the counce or whoever is incharge here I shall offer the force of my nation. No doubt the dwarfs and the wood elves on our planet will also probable come and help. What about you guys will your nations also come and help this place."

"Actually," Ichiro admitted, "one of the reasons I was sent here was to find out if an alliance with those that run this place would benifit the Dominion."

"Well they can teach magik as far as I heard. I also heard that there is a lot of technological stuff as well which they might be willing to share with other planets that join them."

Rahegalhoff walks up to the three.

He looks first at the Troll, surprised at finding a Decent Troll out of so many bad ones.

He then looks at Klelt and Icharo, as if trying to guess their true motives.

"First off, you can't lie to me. I can detect a Lie, even partial ones, and those disguised as truth. Its one of my abilities. Remember that, it'll save us alot of trouble later if one of you decides to try and lie.

Now then. Who are the three of you, and why are you here, besides learning?" Rahegalhoff asked.

He was backed by three Paladins, Tharivol, and three Rangers. Rahegalhoff obviously carried alot of weight.

"I'm Klelt, and I'm here because I was convinced to come by a friend." Klelt replied to the 'tin man'.

"I am Teji. I was sent here by my nation as a representative. The reason I was sent is because of this." He then pulls out an extremely bright glowing rock in his hand. He then sets it on the ground and all the light disappears. He picks it up once more and light flows through it once more. "As you see the stone reacted to my touch. The strength of the light describes the potential for wielding magik. The stone glowed the brightest with me so I was selected by the planetary council to represent all the wood Elves Dwarfs and Trolls on the planet here at the white tower. As far as there being a large mount of bad Trolls that is a falsity. The only reason it might seem that way is because we exiled the particularly bad ones who also happened to be very dumb. We tried to send them to undeveloped planets for utmost safety of the inhabitants’ culture. Unfortunately there are many times lived into the iron age of a planet. That is why there are all these myths of bad Trolls. We stopped this practice over 2000 years ago, but it is too late to change what has been done. Our planet wants to learn all about your magik and technology we in return will share our technology and our forces if and when you need them. Apparently based off what just happened you might need them soon."

Ichiro curtsies towards the new arrivals.

She says, "I'm Ichiro Suziki. I was sent here both to learn and to represent the Dominion. If their are any other reasons, I'm unaware of them. Of course, Eragon might have mentioned something about why he chose me in the letter he gave me to give to the Headmaster."

Good, a real ranger, I will ask him to teach me soon, if he has the time.

"I have had some training in the use of my scimitar, and I would like more, if that is possible. Also, would it be possible for me to learn the language of the drow elves?"

Rahegalhoff considered their words.

"Alright, feel free to seek the knowledge and counsel of any within. Though you should realise that this Tower is not Run by any one Head master, more of a, Council. Its open and free to any who wish to learn.

Please don't worry yourself about what has happened. It is because of a War several thousand years old, Involving The Elder Gods Warfare and Kajeenith. Though, helping to protect the Tower would be much appreciated, provided it would not leave your own country weakened.

As to your note, Action would be quicker, if I were to Deliver it to one of the Nation representatives that Share Responsibility for this Castle. I Will not Look at your note, unless otherwise ordered to, I promise upon my Honer and Oath as a Paladin.

As to the Governing Body, While Really there are none, If I were to guess, it would have to be The Wizards Council." Rahegalhoff said.

"Our whole planet is full of able bodied worriors and all the elves dwarfs and trolls live together in perfect peace. Those are the only creatures within our planetary system. Most of th other planets are uninhabitable. We could easaly spare a quarter million solders to protect this tower if need be. As I said all we ask in return is to share in your knowledge."

"Knowledge is free, if you are but willing to Learn, but do not expect to become a Sage overnight. There is more accumilated Knowledge here, than one could learn in Ten Lifetimes. Do not let me Stop you though, as I have said, you are free to Enter the Tower, and seek the knowledge and wisdom of the Masters within. If any ask who Granted you entry, Tell them I have." Rahegalhoff said.

"And what is your name so I may be able to refer to you."

"i am Rahegalhoff, I have many Titles, but my Name shall serve as your pass. I must warn you though, you may be watched until The masters within Trust you." Rahegalhoff said.

"Thank you master Rahegalhoff."

"Your Welcome" Rahegalhoff said simply.

Ichiro replied, "Got ya," she turned to Klelt, "now about that demonstration of your powers you said you would give me."

"Sure, let's go find a nice clear spot in the courtyard." He replied

"And what might these powers be."

"And what would be the point of a demonstration if I told you about them?" Klelt asked

"Ok go right ahead there is a nice spot over there in the shade of the fountain."

"Not a good location." Klelt replied as he looked for a suitable site.