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Illumin dropped his book and returned his scythe to the darkness from which he had drawn it from. Sighing, he picked up his umbrella and floated over to the sage. I believe you misunderstand me, I do not wish to be rid of this curse, merely to understand what I have become. I did some research and found that I indeed have become something more than just a poe, what more I do not know. All I found is that I now have some relationship to the solar eclipses. If it is in the temple of light that I must travel then so be it, into shadow or into spirit I shall go if that too is necessary. My only wish in this world is to know what I am, and conduct more magical research. Perhaps one day travel to the lands of the god, though not to become like them, but to enter there as a student of magic trying to understand the world as it is. What I do know beyond the eclipse relationship is that when I was exiled from my home, it was not from dabbling in forbidden arts, it was out of fear. I only know this after looking back and remembering my kin's faces as they removed me from my home. Illumin turned towards the door as if to leave. Floating forth near one of the shadowy walls, he reached into it and began to enter the shadow. As you suggested I will travel to the moblin camp, and find this amulet, and please give my pardon to the man who just left, I am still not accustomed to hylians or any race that is not poe or considered malicious by their kind. This process of transportation I am about to take is rather draining, so if you have anything to say to me, please tell me now, I doubt I will remember it if you tell me during the shadow step.

Illumin waited for the sage's reply, hearing it, he stepped forth into the shadow, and traveled to the nearest shadowy location, and blacked out.

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Credit to Valentine for sig

OOC: Colohue... you're referring to me right?

Ignis quickly slew another moblin as a new face appeared, this man cut down a couple of moblins to get to him, he was obviously not a friend of theirs, and nor was he, he asked him if he was friend or foe. Ignis quickly burnt another moblin as it charged, then replying with a slightly amused tone,

"well, i'm obviously no friend of theirs!", he said, quickly kicking a moblin in the face before finishing the job with his sword in it's chest. Quickly he turned to slice around three moblins, it wasn't clear since he had to quickly turn again to prevent a sneak attack. Each and every moblin who charged were either burnt or severed, but they began to become more and more numerous, how many were there? but before he knew it, the man who asked him either friend or foe began to scream "run", at this point he hadn't had the time to think what that meant, despite that he already knew. Quickly he ran, as the man made it past the moblins, they began to barricade him, a full group went after the fleeing man, but Ignis had no time for these things, it'd have been better with cover anyways. Without a second thought, he sliced a couple of spears before jumping onto one's face, and before the moblin fell, he jumped over the whole entire barricade. He landed then without looking back, he ran, he didn't look back at all, but he knew they were giving chase, afterall, they were quite the noisy bunch.

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For some moments there was nothing. Not a sound from anywhere. Then the life of the forest stirred and the animals began their calls in earnest. Giro had positioned himself with his back to one of the last trees in the forest. Behind him was a clear meadow that led to many things. A traveller who went north would of course come here. A traveller going south would come to the town of Catourel, his intended target. A traveller going west came to farmland owned and tended by the local peasantry, while east led to the mainland of Hyrule. That place was ever thriving and somewhere Giro had never missed, nor did he think he ever would.

A few of the bushes rustled, making Giro raise his sword again. The chances of being followed this far were slim, but still very much possible. Once he had gotten to Catourel he was most certainly safe, but he did not want to go alone. He had had companions, however briefly and however aligned they were. He did not want to see them hurt nor did he want to provide them with no backup at all, but there was little he could have done to battle a dragon and a military style advancing moblin horde. They were not an enemy he liked let alone respected. So Giro waited, hoping that somebody would arrive and that they could move together.

Charging through the bushes, waving to get his attention came a girl. Giro saw her briefly, registered her speed and knelt down in case he would need to catch her to slow her down.

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I'll let you die with pride...

As the moblins marched after the men a gruff laughter came from the woods. Then a loud whistling sound and then the huge boulder came into view just over the trees as it crashed through the front two rows of the moblins killing about four and trapping two more.

"Pathetic hylian breed cant fight even against this small group." The ground started to rumble as another boulder came bursting from the under growth but it had jagged spikes on its back. He rolled through the rear of the group. killing about 4 and catching two more on the spikes, with a skid turn he rolled right back through this time the were ready and he was only able to kill two more. Once again he skid turned to face them again.

"Foolish moblins." he shot off like an arrow from a bow but instead of running through the ranks rolled into the rank and sprang from his ball form. The gruff Goron stood over a foot taller then the moblins and was not one to easly be taken down. He just had a smile n his face as he waited for the few moblins brave enough to charge him.

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Morpen looked at his moblins dropping to these newcomers and wondered just what so many powerful warriors were doing in one place. He’d trained his warriors to be a match for the knights of Hyrule themselves, but apparently that didn’t matter.

“Droden,” Morpen hissed and his warriors kept their formation while they backed towards the mouth of the cave.

“So you think yer so tough,” Morpen yelled, switching to the Hylian dialect, “I’ll show ya what I can do!”

Morpen summoned the power of the wind element attached to his spear and the breeze that had hung in the air until then began to gust and blow, picking up speed until a compact whirlwind formed around him. The whirlwind lifted Morpen off the ground and propelled him forward far faster than he would have been able to run, tearing apart the ground as it went. With a hint of crazed frenzy in Morpen’s eyes, his magic aided charge carried him at the goron while he ignored the other opponents for now. He knew exactly what to do if the stone man tried to ball up again.

Meanwhile, behind Starfire, Rasterok gave up on chasing the men and the woman that had run off and turned his murderous intent on Starfire. Still too far to attack her with his freed jaws, he instead let a gout of flam rip free from his throat and wash over the area she’d landed in. Rasterok wasn’t sure if he’d hit her, but in his zombie-like state he wasn’t much of a judge of anything.

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“It’s a mask,” Adon clarified, already tired of listening to the poe’s delusions of grandeur, “A very special mask from a far away land named Termina. Try it on if you can manage to wrest it from him. It will give you exactly what you need to succeed in your endeavor.”

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I wouldn't touch it. That thing is made out of like 95% pure, unadulterated, badger-in-my-pants crazy...
-Geist Panik

My scroll

Starfire felt her back and wings burn and she was knocked to the ground. She screeched in surprise and pain as she fell, landing hard as the flames knocked her over. She groaned heavily and did a quick check of her wings, still intact. She dreaded the loss of her wings for any amount of time, even if they would heal. The loss of the ability to fly was her greatest fear. Once she was assured her wings were fine, she pushed herself to her feet and shook ash off her blue scales and felt a bit of pain go through her back, 'What in Hyrule could do that!?' She swung about, sweeping her tail in case someone was approaching her. She hit nothing and looked, she stared at Rasterok in surprise and a bit of fear, the dragon appeared to be weighted down, as if he were too dangerous or volatile to be allowed freedom or flight. She also felt a quick flash of sympathy, before she reminded herself that he was most likely who attacked her just now. She crouched and lowered her head, a sign of peace, "Tell me, why have you attacked me?" She growled, she then noticed that his eyes looked strange, it looked almost as if he were dazed or in a trance, "Peace... Are you alright?" She asked, trying to sound passive and friendly, despite her pain and anger that this dragon would attack her unprovoked.

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Lily sped on through the forest, trying to reach the man ahead. She lost sight of him for a moment, but kept running. When Lily rounded the corner, she realized that the man had stopped running and was siting beneath a tree. I can't stop in time! Lily thought as she planted her heels on the ground, trying to slow herself. She hit a rock underfoot, which knocked her legs from underneath her. However, Lily's momentum kept her flying towards a large tree. She was dreading the impact, when she suddenly stoped moving. When Lily landed on the ground with a soft oof!, she realized that the man had caught her, preventing her from slamming into the tree. Lily sat up and brushed herself off with a sigh of relief. She then turned her attention to the man. "Thank you. I'm sorry if I startled you, but my family's farm is in this direction, and I didn't want the moblins following us to the farm. If they had, my family would be..." Lily shuddered at the thought. "I'm Lily, what's your name?"

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Ignis kept running, although these moblins were slow, they were numerous, but form time to time, he'd turn and shoot the legs of a couple of the moblins. Apparently he kept on running, but then stopped as the last half began to turn around, they'd found a new target. Ignis stopped in his tracks, turning around, then smiling as if he'd been waiting for this moment, the moblins backed a bit, then realising that if he drew his blade, they wouldn't have a chance, attempting to ram him before he could draw the weapon. It was a foolhardy mistake, he didn't need to draw the weapon, clicking the sword's belt strap, he disconnected the scabbard from the belt, holding the scabbard, he rammed the butt of the sword into a moblin's face, it fell back, the others whom were charging stopped, but that too was a foolish mistake, Ignis drew his sword once more, and with quick precision, spun a whole circle, slicing at their faces or necks, the front row fell backwards. In fear, the rest of the group began to back away as Ignis swung his sword to his side, keeping it at ease like he always did, no Hyrule guard was ever able to keep him down, and a bunch of moblins wouldn't stand a chance, if they charged, he would slaughter, if they ran, he would withdraw his sword and find a way out.

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Giro knelt down on one knee to address the girl who had landed in his arms.

'My name is Giro and I am unfortunately a nobody. A nice nobody but still somebody who barely exists. I'm glad somebody ran with me, it seems some people don't even seem to realise it's possible to lose.'

He stood himself up and looked out over the meadow. It was getting dark now overhead. The clouds had greyed and the sun was setting. In the distance, back where the battle had been held he heard rumbling.

'In truth I aim for no farm,' he began with his eyes still focussed on the landmass ahead of him, 'forgive me if there was any chance they could have followed me that far. Though it seems that they have found new targets, which is fine by me, it covers our escape well now doesn't it. Where will you go from here Lily?'

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I'll let you die with pride...

Tesgrah drew her gaze to the fleeing three, then back at the moblin horde and the newly landed dragon. From observation, the frost dragon appeared to be reasoning with the enslaved and possessed one, though she could not stand and watch long, as another onslaught of moblins were headed her way. They still knew she was there.

She started to walk backwards, picking up speed she swung her wire around her, shredding the flesh of any who came near. She glanced one last time at the spot where the two dragons were and noticed a weathered goron erupt from the ground and barrel over groups of the moblins.

~They've got it...~ she said in her mind, turning tail and running in the same direction the other three had gone off to.

As she ran, twigs, leaves, and clumps of dirt collected in her sandals, and she winced as some stabbed at her feet. Tesgrah jumped, still running, and then jumped again. The third time, she slammed her foot into the ground and tendrils of electricity erupted from the spot as she flew into the air, grabbing an approaching branch thick enough to sustain her. Using the momentum built up, she swung onto the branch and backed into the canopy of tree leaves.

She observed the land below her and realized the moblins had either lost her or stopped following. She unstrapped her sandal and shook the foreign material out, slumping against the tree's body with an exasperated sigh. Then she heard the voices of Giro and Lily, two of the people she had seen earlier. Tesgrah looked at them, then leaned her head on the tree and closed her eyes, accidentally dropping her shoe.

"Oh, dammit..." she said, sitting up abruptly.

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