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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2017 9:32 am
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 ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ Aliyah Hearthorn๑۩۞۩๑ Paladin Vice Captain▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ Profile
At some point she had fallen to a deep slumber, while new explosions shook the castle, the wind blowing her hair about, she was in a twilight sleep, still aware of her surroundings, but to weak to care. That is, when she heard creaking in her own room, was someone there? A voice called her name gently......Milo!? Aliyah sat up in fright as she heard the loud breaking from weight thinking it was her, but just caught the glimpse of someone she new. Aliyah looked back to her armor, touching the frame lightly, the plate dispersed into light, and was absorbed into her.
This allowed her to summon her holy armor at any given time. Fixing herself, she hurried over to the new hole in the ground, to peek below, and behold a grand sight. "Milo!" She breath to happily. She never thought she would see the man again, but her over joy was cut shortly, remembering the situation at hand. "I'm coming down!" She announced but not loud enough for anyone else to hear, only him. Carefully, she made her way down to him, and landed just beside his body.
Kneeling down, she lift him up to a sitting position, and examined to see if there was any major injury, luckily there wasn't any since he didn't fall far. So, she just dusted the debris off of him, and let out a short sigh. "What are doing-" Aliyah started then shook her head. "Are you alright?" She asked. The crimson hair woman looked around to see the place in ruins, but a low rumble shook the castle more, followed by what appeared to be a barrier. Just what was going on while she laid asleep?
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2017 9:54 am
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《Cairalei Xilrel》♛Living. a Lie;
Thoughts she cannot unthinkxxxxxxxxxxxA life that she Cannot unlivexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSkipping stones to watch them sink; she
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The elf felt faint after her last attack, followed up with her retort towards the demon, and fell to her right knee, and propped herself on her left, trying to remain conscious. Sweat trickled down on the sides of her face, she won't last much longer, anything more, and she'll die. A faint white noise rang in her ears, she looked up to see Hiyama turn into a dragon, weakly, she turned to look behind her and saw a barrier erect around the castle to protect it, and when she looked back there were more Hiyama's than before. So he can go all out now huh? But it would seem the demon had summon a cloud of Miasma, and deflected most of the attacks. It looked to her that this was all futile......he's just to strong! Her ears flicked to the sound of the demon addressing her. She raised her head to face him, locking eyes as she watched his next move, powerless to stop him. "My prayers?" She questioned him thoughtlessly. Cairalei Looked away to the ground, furrowing her brows, when did she- The realization was that of her visions, her dreams. How perverse they were, how real.....She quivered at the thought, and looked back at him, helpless to his power. He wasn't wrong. "The price was paid......." She repeated, remembering when she forsake herself away from her clan........How she was blinded that it was demon magic, HIS magic all along.......So she was right.....He had her this entire time..........Elbrus was her master, and she a slave. No matter how she tried to escape such a fate......she will ALWAYS be a slave........This pained her greatly, and looked over to Hiyama with longing. Even if she wanted to be beside him, her fate, her destiny would deny her such love....But she could at least try and do something to end this fight......even if it meant loosing her will completely. "Forgive me......" She whispered to him, and took a mighty stand. Looking up to the demon she smiled. "So you heard my prayers? My price paid? So why did you side with a HUMAN of all things?" She teased. Wait....what am I doing? Cairalei Second guess herself. She placed her right hand to the center of her chest. "He will die of old age you know" No! Stop it! "Where as I, an elf, will live on! And unlike him...." This is not me! Her hand slide down. "I am a woman who can produce you a child....One of great power!" STOP IT! Her thoughts cursed, but her body wasn't acting according to her own will.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2017 10:25 am
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xxxxxxxxxxxxKnowing yourself is
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxHEAR me not,
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Xago was just about to head on out as his friend declared that he was ready, only to be stopped when the small girl greeted them with asking to pet his steed. Xago raised a brow before looking back to his warg who only sighed, slightly wagging its tail. Before he could even answer, his friend mentioned how he was going ahead, and with a flash, was already gone.....Perhaps he isn't human after all? Or, can humans do that? Is that a thing humans do? Just as he was going to tell his answer to the girl, another came up to him, a druid? well the clothes looked similar to his tribes druid anyway, but smaller some how. Also most druids wore robes, at least the females did, and some males depending on their status.
When he spoke it was very much in a different language, and could see the concern for this language barrier with everyone, since he struggled with it for the longest time, but after spending several years with humans, he sorta has the common language down. "Jiak don'av avhink jiak julderukavand" I don't think I understand But the man had left when it was cleear words were not getting through, such is the frustration with thee kind of barriers. His warg growled to the destination at hand, and looked back to the castle. A dragon? What was going on? It's best that he met back up with his comrade fast.
Without thinking, Xago picked the girl up by the back of her collar of her clothing, and seated her in front of him. "GO!" He heeled his warg, and with a bark, the beast began to gallop in top speed towards the castle. As the arrived there while avoiding some of the chaos, he spotted his friend, idly sitting by, and watching the fight. Coming to a halt, Xago dismounted, and told his warg to watch the girl, and left to stand next to his friend. "What now?" He asked.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2017 3:28 pm
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xxxxxThe soft sand of the beach was soothing to Agro's feet. She made happy little snorts as Wander maneuvered her across the beach. It had been a long yet fruitful day, the collection of shiny lizard tails filling him with a small sense of purpose that he never knew could be found in monotonous collection quests. It was almost as if each shining tail granted him a small but permanent decrease in stamina reduction. But it was all in his head. After all, how could a shining tail do that for someone?
xxxxxWander opened up his map and surveyed the drawing of the shoreline, then held up his sword. The ancient Sword of Light collected the surrounding sunlight and concentrated it into several concentrated lines of light that splayed out as if separated by a prism. As he shifted his gaze, the lines redirected themselves until they came together as a radiant beacon, guiding him to his purpose. He followed the beacon along the shore until he came across his destination - a man alone on the shore, naked, wincing in pain, his ankle swollen.
xxxxxWithout hesitation or fear, Wander dismounted Agro and strode the rest of the way to the stranger, Agro following close behind of her own accord. He sheathed his sword and knelt down by the man, not off put by his nakedness. Silently, he held out a hand in an offer to help him to his feet.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2017 4:19 pm
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xxxxxMilo coughed from the blow of landing hard on the floor. The lack of any chest armor meant his fall was heavy, indeed, but he was built for such punishment. He took a few moments to get up, but by the time he was ready to, someone had already grabbed him and helped him to a sitting position. He looked into the relieved face of Aliyah and let out his own sigh. "I'm fine," he replied to her question. "Are you okay?" He sat up and helped Aliyah to her feet. " What has happened!? I mean, the whole kingdom appears to be in chaos, a large demon is flying about in broad daylight, and...Jodan is not with you?" The last part was said with a mixed not of hesitation and, even lighter than that, relief.
xxxxxCLOMP.
xxxxxSomewhere above, the sound of something heavy and metal tromped through the floors, drawing Milo's attention as if he knew what it was. "I need to get you and Jodan out of here," he said to Aliyah. "There's someone coming for you both, and his intentions are less than friendly." Just as he said that, a couple of figures rounded the corner into the...kitchen? They were in a kitchen?
xxxxxCaim had his large sword at the ready, staring at Milo and his friend with an intense look in his eyes. That intense look slowly disappeared after a few seconds, and he lowered his sword. The person in question was above somewhere. "Are you all right?" one of the Red Wing vampires asked of Milo and the friend. "Best stay close - the others should be tracking his movements. If we move now - "
xxxxxSLAM!
xxxxxA heavy thud reverberated across the wall at the other end of the room. There were shouts and groans, as well as the sound of metal gliding across metal.
xxxxxCaim was already gone from the kitchen, going to check on his servants. Milo looked to Aliyah and managed a faint smile, then trudged on after Caim, although his aim was to secure the exit route.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2017 7:59 pm
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▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ Aliyah Hearthorn๑۩۞۩๑ Paladin Vice Captain▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ Profile
Taking his hand to be helped up, she kept her left hand to his back, while her right remained in his hand. She was brought back to his attention when he stated that he was fine, but with the sound of concern in his as he asked if she was, caught her off guard. "Y-Yes..." She blinked a bit befuddled as to how to reply to the man she has had on her mind since their last meeting. And it has only been a day! And when he asked what on earth had happened, she was going to start explaining such chaos, but soon cut off shortly to a loud THUD near them. Without thinking, her hand gripped tighter to his, and took a step closer to him, waiting in silence as she heard the footsteps grow closer.
When Milo spoke softly, mentioning how he need to get her, and Jordan out of here, she quickly turned her head to face him, furrowing her brows, confused by what he meant. "What? Why?" Was all she could managed to say. And when he added the intent of such seekers, she wanted to say more, but looked to the open passage to see that they were not alone.....and in the kitchen? They're in the kitchen? Aliyah relaxed, taking in her surroundings to bring her back to reality. That's right, he fell....in the kitchen...huh
Aliyah shot a glance at a vampire? A vampire? First a demon, god knows what now, and NOW a vampire? Of all things. While this new friend began to speak, it was cut short as something crashed in, and shot the poor bugger out of the room. Now, Adaline was back into adrenaline rush, and watched as Milo went after only to peek back with a faint smile. No....You just got back....stop smiling like that..... As these thoughts ached her heart, she had already found herself chasing after him, and growled in frustration. Aliyah summoned her armor to her chest, picked up her weapon, and just before getting closer to the gaping wall that lead outside, she saw a long torn curtain, and grabbed a hold of it.
She picked up her speed, and jumped out of the building, scanning the open vast area, and spotted Milo's friend, she quickly grasped his hand, and in the same motion brought him closer to see how bloody he is. With time racing against her, she looked back to where she had jumped from, and tossed the other end of the thick fabric. "Milo!" She shouted towards him, hoping he wouldn't miss, by the gods he better not! In the meantime, she casts a healing spell on his friend, hopefully he has some answers as to why she, and Jordan are being hunted.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2017 8:15 pm
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Watching the waves for some time, he wondered if by chance, he injured his fin when he was knocked out by the thrashing tides. It's possible since he was close to the coral reefs. His ears twitched to the sound of sand being disturbed. Sounds of shuffling grew closer, and Atlas was already on alert. He quickly turned his attention to the man who was already offering him a hand, and was startled. He paused for a brief moment, looking at the stranger's hand before looking up to him completely. He raised his left hand with hesitation, lightly poking the tips of the strangers fingers, know quiet sure what this was insinuating.
Atlas Looked back up while retreating his hand to his own chest, leaning back, not convinced or trustworthy of this newcomer. The fact that he had knelt down, and offered his hand without a word, was a bit...off putting to say the least. Again, Atlas motioned his hand to touch the tip of the strangers figures, seeing as how this man wasn't moving or doing any harm. So, Atlas slid his finger's further on the strangers hand, before accepting his offer, whatever that is of course.
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Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2017 11:18 am
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xxxxxCaim found the paladin tending to one of his subordinates, who was bleeding all over and terribly burned, as if attacked by holy magic. The paladin had tossed a thick curtain towards a hole, but no one was there. Suddenly, the other end of the curtain was grabbed by Milo, who was still in the building. Milo nodded to the paladin, then wrapped the curtain around his arm. He jumped down, pulling on the curtain, and landed safely at the bottom.
xxxxx"Thank you for this," Milo thanked Caim.
xxxxxCaim scoffed silently and returned his attention to the hole. They weren't out of the woods yet. The other Red Wing vampires were escaping quickly from the building. Pretty soon, everyone would be out. However, as the last two vampires tried to make their escape, the hole was cut off by a wall of translucent light that burned them when they tried to touch it. The vampires called out to their liege to go on without them shortly before becoming engulfed in blinding light. When the light faded, all that remained was their armor implants...and the man who had slain them. The Fifth Templar of the Light Mother, Constantine, had come into view. He stared directly at Aliyah, judgment in his eyes as he lifted his holy sword and prepared a spell.
xxxxxAt Caim's command, his partner Angelus swooped down and bathed the building in dragonfire. Constantine disappeared from sight amidst the flames. Angelus landed, and Caim ushered Milo, Aliyah, and the remaining vampires onto her back before taking off. The barrier would be problematic in terms of leaving the castle, but then again, they were still looking for this...Jodan. Caim motioned to one of the other vampires, who asked the paladin about Jodan's whereabouts. Milo seemed to relax...well, about as much as one could relax while riding a dragon. Caim looked back to the paladin, sizing her up. She looked like she could hold her own in a fight. If Milo was that confident about her abilities.....
xxxxx"That man that was after you," Milo explained to Aliyah, "is Constantine, Fifth Templar of the Temple of the Light Mother. He believes that the appearance of the demon is due to the wickedness of man, and seeks to purge that wickedness, starting from the top down." He sighed. "Our sources believe he is targeting Jodan for being associated with us as well."
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Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2017 5:39 pm
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▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ Aliyah Hearthorn๑۩۞۩๑ Paladin Vice Captain▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ Profile
Holding on to the subordinate as if her life depended on it. (and it did) she was already expecting the worse, but breathed out in relief/joy to see Milo catching the fabric just in time to reel them in to safety. But everything past that was such a blur, that the next thing she realizes, is that she is on a dragon? Looking left to right, she finally snapped out of the haze, and leaned towards Milo without realizing it......Was she? Was she really on a dragon?! "Wha....how?....." Was all that could escape her lips, and soon her eyes landed on to Caim, who was apparently checking her out, but not in THAT way, just examining more or less. Her brows lowered, as if she felt she was being silently judged based on her gender. Slowly, she turned back to face Milo, where she felt all could be solved with him, but also, a lot of unanswered questions.
When he stated how there was a man after her. A flash of a knight, standing defiantly, eyes locked as they flew away......and holy magic?! She remembered that blurry part now! However, the order he spoke of, she knew about it! They were heretics, at least, that's what the grand elders of her chantry called them anyway. "But, he uses holy magic, just as much as I do.......So why would he be hunting me? I can see the misunderstanding with Jordan.......But still.......Genocide?" She was confused, all of this was just thrown at her, and it was all to fast for her to even comprehend, it's to much! Her tense shoulders slumped down in defeat, she just can't seem to catch a break. Her eyes wavered left to right in deep contemplation on their situation.
However, in their flight, she spotted Jordan near the fighting zone, just standing there. She also noticed a human male, and female, accompanied by an Orc. "There, I see Jordan!" She placed her left hand on to Milo's right shoulder leaning in. At this point her leadership skills were kicking into organizing a plan. "With all things considered, I already evacuated the civilians out, all that's left are those fighting the demon. For now, let's assume they have it under control, and I know, that's assuming a lot, but once we grab Jordan, let's do what we must." She then looked to Milo with sternness but also concern. There's still so much she didn't know or quiet understood. "We can either fight, or do as you originally intended, but I won't let you fight alone........you own me more answers......" She cares about Jordan as her own, and Milo on a different scale.
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