~Data Spell~

[catlord98765]

John watched the dragon fly away in amazement. After all this, he still had trouble believing that he actually made it out of that alive. He honestly thought that he would die, which he amused would not be a very pleasant experience.

He watched the dragon until it was out of sight, he needed to make sure that it was over, and with that he turned to the creature that had saved him, a wolf-bird-thing.

"Well, thanks..." He said, feeling nervous talking to this scary looking creature."So what is your name?" he asked, thinking it was able to talk just like the dragon was able to.

[OverlordRoo]

“Not really. Just been wandering about in search of some fun.” Kiren replied, grinning. “Ooh! Any word going around on who the new Jewel is?” he asked curiously, almost sinisterly, as if there was a whole lot more behind his question than just genuine curiosity. The dark-haired mage sounded almost hungry to know. “The last one died a few weeks ago, didn’t he? Made into a shared meal by a few dragons, I heard. Poor thing.” He scoffed mockingly. “Is everyone still waiting for Ex’s replacement to be revealed, or have we gotten any news on that?” he asked.

Honey was rather entertained by the mage's sudden enthusiasm. He too scoffed at the mention of the last Jewel's demise, and was pleased to see he found someone as sadistic as himself who would not be phased by danger, our having peoples' lives at risk. Afterall, that was one of the most fun parts of Data Spell!

"Well, personally I have no idea who it is...I don't think anyone knows more than a conspiracy or two. Though some of the more foolish newbies got caught by that cult that's been growing recently. Kind of funny how they keep sacrificing innocent players when they claim to be the heros to rise up against 'Tyrant Ex'." Honey shook his head, as if disappointed by the cult's idiocy. Not that he wished for any of it to stop; it was an amusing spectacle, to say the least.

"In anycase, why the sudden interest? Are you one of the cult fanatics...or part of Ex's lackeys or something?" He asked, shooting Kiren a smirk. Clearly he wasn't opposed to the idea of being on either side. All the bloodshed and competition for power seemed pointless to Honey, but the meaningless violence was almost always entertaining to watch from the sidelines.

The efficient, organized inner workings of the kingdom were all suddenly thrown off-track with the appearance of a sudden pink cloud making its way through the complex inner structure of the hollowed-out mountain. Birds of every assortment banked sharp turns, many nearly crashing into each other, if not the walls, as loose feathers clouded the large, open-air space that served as everyone’s flying space. From there, various tunnels connecting to this large, open space led to other, smaller rooms, each with distinct purposes. Birds who happened to be coming out of said tunnels or just perched on the ledges in-between all stopped and stared at this unusual abomination. Not even their eagle eyes could decipher what it was.

Though eventually the cloud stopped moving. The majority of it stopped where it was and began concentrating itself in one location. Eventually the dust came together in the form of a young girl, a human girl. Or, at the very least, humanoid, as the stitches across her body and rotted flesh suggested she was more zombie than human, if there was such a thing? Either way, she was rather an unsettling sight, as work in the kingdom suddenly halted just so the feathered Data Spell members could marvel at her. Birds of every species found some sort of perch as quickly as possible, and the echo-y corridor quickly filled with the murmurs of who and what this girl possibly was, and why she was after the king. Likewise, many were hesitant as to whether or not they should flutter off to his quarters and summon him.

Besides, most higher-ups were aware he was busy taking a nap.

While the mage did take a moment to admire the astounding collection of avian citizens surrounding her, she quickly became impatient. "YOUR KING!!! I SAID BRING OUT YOUR KING!!!" She roared, her voice echoing unnaturally throughout the kingdom. Her grimace turned to an amused smirk as she began to laugh, as if slowly losing her mind. "Or is he...hehehe....too scared to face a ghost from his past? Hehehehe...you could even say he's....CHICKEN! HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Rin continued to laugh hysterically, clenching her stomach and stumbling about as she grew out of breath, until she suddenly stumbled off the platform. She wasn't falling for long before she reappeared levitating by one of the walls of the kingdom, her long violet cape flowing behind her. Without a word she suddenly slashed at the wall, leaving massive claw marks engraved in the rock. "Better hurry and find him!" She remarked, appearing by some unfortunate bird and kicking whatever he was perched on with such force it instantly crumbled.*"Or there may be nothing left of your kingdom but dust!" She grinned menacingly, flying all about the kingdom, breaking whatever structures dhe could get her hands on. Rin did not attack anyone directly, but she would gladly reduce Aquila to rubble if Urick didn't come out of hiding soon enough.

Free caught up with Ryu as quickly as possible, finding a suitable perch as soon as the opportunity was given. The whole time he couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that he’d get in trouble for coming this far out, all the way out to Droc, without much of a valid reason to. “You know,” he spoke up, perching on the roof of a nearby building. “Since you’ve already made it to the village, perhaps I should… take my leave?” he asked shyly. “I don’t think I should’ve wandered this far out to begin with… I should probably head back to the kingdom now….” he mumbled timidly. This newcomer was clearly the eccentric type, and he wasn’t sure how he would react to suddenly having to leave… or that this game has a sort of kingdom, either. Strange boy already thinks he’s in Hyrule….

Ryu paused and looked up at his feathery companion, clearly befuddled. "What's the rush? We just got here." He remarked. "Don't tell me you're bored already!" He was utterly oblivious as to why Free was so eager to leave. Droc didn't seem like a bad place at all, and he felt his excitement grow as he heard even more players down the way.

[Catherine]

Suko's jaw dropped, though she did close it when she realized how awkwardly comical she probably looked. Her eyes went slightly to the side as she invisibly blushed (though she liked that her fur hid it), then mumbled something incoherent to herself. Finally, she shook her head and looked Echo right in the eyes. "I'm in Seoul. Nowhere even remotely close to Chicago." She fidgeted with her fingers. "Anyway we could get around that?"

Echo mentally facepalmed, but maintained face and shook her head back. "I can't. If I make an exception for you because you're out of the country, I'll have to make an exception for everyone else, too." It would be great to expand globally, though. She thought. But like I said, we can't make exceptions for things like that. She sighed silently again. But we can't make people find us. Spend their money crossing oceans. Expensive. "I'll make an exception." She nearly whispered to the other furry. "I'll give you another username. You want in, you'll find out where to use it." She whispered the username with her mouth close to Suko's ear, without actually touching Suko at all. "When I want to talk, I'll tell you. We can hang out together until then, and I'll give you half an hour once I sign off."

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Flux followed Marius all throughout the town. She tried to memorize it all, but they moved fairly quickly. She could have sworn she saw a blood-filled street, but she wasn't sure. It wasn't a street they walked on. She could have been 'hallucinating', if that was possible in this game. Once he finished speaking and they stopped, she air-curtsied and smiled. "Thank you for the escort. Would it be possible that you'd like to help me search for a monastery? If there isn't one, I would like to build one. In the mountains. But I'd need to find people willing to help..." Her voice sounded hopeful; she very much wished he'd help her. She was new to this game. She wasn't sure what kind of economy, if any, this world had. "It wouldn't have to be a religious one. More like a place to meditate or pray, regardless of faith." She smiled at the thought. "It's hard to do in the real world. I like to think that people who play these games would be of the more...open-minded sort." She held her spear in front of her, parallel to the ground, the point facing to the right, trying her best to look cute enough to convince him to cooperate.

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Molly picked through her food with her fingertips, sliding pea-sized pieces of all the different foods around while she picked out the "best" parts (though each was almost identical) after counting each and every one of them. She made sure to only eat them in sets of four, half the time trying not to eat her hair, which looked particularly horrid every time she ate on her own, and not entirely from the food that got in it (she won't touch food to move it to her mouth; if she touches it, she nudges it to the side for the next cycle through if she deems it worthy. If she's going to eat it, she bends down to pick up pieces with her tongue).

Once she finished, she slid the plate as hard as she could under the bottom of the door, which usually put it directly in the way of anyone leaving another room on the other side. She skittered across the floor to the other side of the room and leaned against the wall while staring at the unwanted intruder the doctor had left in the room again. She looked back to the computer, then slid over to it, her feet moving as if she was walking, but she didn't stand up, so simply dragged herself behind her feet. A few seconds later, she was back in the building she was last in.

She stepped out and tried to stretch her wings. When they didn't move as she'd wanted them to, she frustratedly dug her hands into the ground and roared, the sound significantly louder than she had expected it to be. She smiled a little and did it again, then did what she had intended to do in the first place; with mud on her hands, she raised her arms in the air, the magic flowing straight through the mud, and around it, as she mended the wings, with the distinct sound of cracking and reforming bones underneath their flesh. While it did satisfy her desire for the ability to fly, it didn't satisfy every aspect. She still wanted to find some way to make them feel "right." She jumped off the ground, her huge wings open, and quickly taught herself to fly, only landing on a few rooftops in the process. Mind you, it involved unintentional magic use; she was essentially using magic more than her wings themselves in the process.

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Blooded watched as another furry stole her Cory's attention. She didn't appreciate it. But she couldn't maintain her invisibility for long without killing the donor. She'd have to attract Echo's attention now, if she was going to win her heart in the real world, before she got too close to this interloper. She took a few steps cautiously, breathed deeply, then ended the spell she was maintaining. She took another few steps, hoping not to lose her in the crowd that had gathered over the past hour, as peak time approached. It could only get busier. But as she approached, she passed two people, one of them talking about forming a monastery. She was interested. She wasn't necessarily religious, but she knew it would attract mages. Shugenja...plenty of them around if they do that...I can probably find Cory again, but...no. I won't get another chance if I don't go now. The thought of virtually infinite power from mages was tempting, but real world romance interested her even more than any game, no matter how realistic.

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Agma looked at the dwarf curiously, now that she wasn't preoccupied with dragons. It was mildly entertaining to see someone around the same height as her again, especially an adventurer. There weren't many of them that were short, surprisingly. It seemed Ex had a certain obsession with tall, beautiful, and/or mysterious people. It seems Ex is influenced by the media. A little too much. But at least he recognizes there need to be some powerful people to moderate those who don't want to behave. Unfortunately, he's a poor judge of character. Maybe if I suggest he hire people like me to choose how much power people have based on their desires.

The dwarf spoke to her, asking her name. She growled low and raised her head in the air. She couldn't really answer him, even though she could do a significantly larger amount of verbal communication in this world; she could do all sorts of growls here, as compared to maybe a loud breath. Paralyzed vocal cords were not her favorite things. And for some reason, no form of treatment worked. She growled again, then tapped the ground, the dirt moving as if scratched with a stick, spelling AgmaNimdei.

[OverlordRoo]

Mya strode through the forest of Kahkrah with caution, making certain to stay silent as she walked through the darkest parts of the woods. Little light got through the thick branches above her, but the glowing crystals she kept on her person provided just enough for her to see where she was going. Naturally, it was dangerous for someone like her to venture into this part of Keresto forest, for this was where Ex's wolves were known to lurk. Despite the danger, My actually had hoped to run into one of the beasts. However as she wandered East she noticed she was drawing nearer to the Cult's territory. I guess none of those mongrels decided to plague this area today... The mage thought, about ready to return to her fellow Cult members when she heard a monstrous roar. The terrifying sound took her by surprise, and Mya turned to the direction it came from. It didn't quite sound like a wolf, or even a dragon for that matter. But whatever it was, it sounded vicious.

Mya needed a moment to recollect her composure, as the unfamiliar roar had clearly taken her off guard. She sprinted towards whatever monster had been roaring, hoping that she would arrive before it could terrorize any other members.

It took her a few minutes, but Mya finally emerged from the trees, panting softly as she looked around for some sort of gigantic monster. However, she quickly discovered the source of the clamor was not an animal - well, not entirely, anyway - but a girl, who was flapping her dragon-like limbs about to get from roof to roof. Mya felt instantly relieved; as far as she knew the coast was clear and she no longer had any reason to worry. Besides, this girl was clearly new, as it was obvious by the way she moved that she hadn't quite gotten used to her new winged form yet.

"Buon giorno!" Mya greeted sweetly, waving at Molly as she approached. "You seem new here. My name is Mya, and I'd be happy to help you out if you aren't quite used to everything yet."

[catlord98765]

John took a few steps back as he heard the wolf growl at his question, could this creature also want to kill him? Then he noticed writing starting to appear in the dirt, almost as if someone was scratching the letters with a stick. His eyes went wide. What kind of magic is this, he thought. He glanced up at the wolf. Could it be answering his question?

The wolf-creature appeared to be finished writing its name in the dirt, so John took some time and tried to read it out.

"Ag-ma Nim-dee" He said slowly, afraid that he would miss-pronounce it, as he often did to player names on other MMOs.

"Well thanks for saving me, I really thought that I was toast back there, and not nice toast either, I mean that burnt toast you get when to toaster gets stuck." He explained, trying to make a joke.

He was going to ask what he should be doing now but he decided against it as to try and not frustrate Agma any further. And instead just stood there, probably looking like an idiot.

[Kagamine]

Honey was rather entertained by the mage's sudden enthusiasm. He too scoffed at the mention of the last Jewel's demise, and was pleased to see he found someone as sadistic as himself who would not be phased by danger, our having peoples' lives at risk. Afterall, that was one of the most fun parts of Data Spell!

"Well, personally I have no idea who it is...I don't think anyone knows more than a conspiracy or two. Though some of the more foolish newbies got caught by that cult that's been growing recently. Kind of funny how they keep sacrificing innocent players when they claim to be the heros to rise up against 'Tyrant Ex'." Honey shook his head, as if disappointed by the cult's idiocy. Not that he wished for any of it to stop; it was an amusing spectacle, to say the least.

"In anycase, why the sudden interest? Are you one of the cult fanatics...or part of Ex's lackeys or something?" He asked, shooting Kiren a smirk. Clearly he wasn't opposed to the idea of being on either side. All the bloodshed and competition for power seemed pointless to Honey, but the meaningless violence was almost always entertaining to watch from the sidelines.

Kiren couldn’t help but burst into laughter at the thought of the cult and all the innocent newbies they so quickly killed off in their fruitless efforts to kill the Jewel. “That cult... arguably one of the most humorous parts of the game!” he laughed, thoroughly amused. “Not only do they kill off so many members while claiming to be the heroes, but even If they did kill off the Jewel… what would that even accomplish? Ex’ll just pick a new one and they’ll just have to start their search all over again!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Ha, haha, ahhh…” he sighed after calming down from his excitement. “But really… the whole thing is pointless… but still fun!” he grinned. “I mean, if Ex is really as all-powerful as people make him out to be… he wouldn’t allow an opposing power to exist if he didn’t think it served a purpose, would he?” Kiren smirked.

And through the variety of scenes that flashed in front of his left eye… one in particular stood out to him; a bloodied street in Droc, lined with corpses, all violently hacked to death…

And suddenly, he remembered what he was supposed to do today. …Eh, I might as well hang out with this guy a bit longer. he thought, quickly wiping that distracted look from his face. He’s not bad company. The lizard can wait.

While the mage did take a moment to admire the astounding collection of avian citizens surrounding her, she quickly became impatient. "YOUR KING!!! I SAID BRING OUT YOUR KING!!!" She roared, her voice echoing unnaturally throughout the kingdom. Her grimace turned to an amused smirk as she began to laugh, as if slowly losing her mind. "Or is he...hehehe....too scared to face a ghost from his past? Hehehehe...you could even say he's....CHICKEN! HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Rin continued to laugh hysterically, clenching her stomach and stumbling about as she grew out of breath, until she suddenly stumbled off the platform. She wasn't falling for long before she reappeared levitating by one of the walls of the kingdom, her long violet cape flowing behind her. Without a word she suddenly slashed at the wall, leaving massive claw marks engraved in the rock. "Better hurry and find him!" She remarked, appearing by some unfortunate bird and kicking whatever he was perched on with such force it instantly crumbled.*"Or there may be nothing left of your kingdom but dust!" She grinned menacingly, flying all about the kingdom, breaking whatever structures dhe could get her hands on. Rin did not attack anyone directly, but she would gladly reduce Aquila to rubble if Urick didn't come out of hiding soon enough.

Each blow from the insane humanoid on the hollowed-out structure of the mountain sent the entire kingdom shaking, as it’s weak composition, not at all designed to protect itself from attacks like these, slowly began to crumble, and before long, the entire population grew into a panic, for fear the whole thing would come down on them. Some fled, others tried firing arrows at the menace, but most could find nothing to do but swarm around the interior of the structure, confused and panicked, as every so often one was crushed by a slab of falling debris.

A good handful of birds desperately made their way over to the King and Queen’s chambers, screeching and clawing at the blocked entry.

Meanwhile, the earthquake-like sounds of the structure nearly collapsing and the desperate cries of his subjects managed to wake the Aquila monarch and his significant other, who both immediately rushed outside to see what on earth could be happening. With his magic skills that far surpassed those of most eagles, the deep red eagle shoved the boulder aside without even touching it, and immediately snapped in a thick German accent, “What in the world is happening out there?!”

“Some insane human is tearing up the place.” One reported.

“Everything will collapse on us!” another shouted.

“Do something!”

“A human?” Queen Emerald echoed, confused and concerned.

Ulrick, too, was rather shocked and confused at such a thing. “How did she even-“ another violent blow to the mountain cut him off, and reminded him that facing the problem was more important than asking questions. “Stay here,” he quickly told the emerald-feathered bird, before flying off to see just who or what the problem was. Upon reaching the main chamber, he spotted the menace maniacally tearing the place apart, and, yes, it was a humanoid, impressively enough. Though with her back turned to him, she was certainly not one he recognized. Thinking quickly, he created a ball of fire surrounding himself, and flew towards the deranged mage, then, banked a sharp turn, and allowed the ball of flame to continue its course, flying strait towards her.

Ryu paused and looked up at his feathery companion, clearly befuddled. "What's the rush? We just got here." He remarked. "Don't tell me you're bored already!" He was utterly oblivious as to why Free was so eager to leave. Droc didn't seem like a bad place at all, and he felt his excitement grow as he heard even more players down the way.

“Say, since you’ve made it here, why don’t you… socialize with the other humanoids here?” Free suggested weakly, surely there were plenty of other companions for him here; specifically the kind that wouldn’t have to return to a far-off mountain so often and that he can actually hang out with on a regular basis. Craning his head around, he looked towards his Kahkran home. While the human eye would barely be able to spot the one mountain out from the rest of the far-off mountain range, if at all, hawk’s eyes which could spot an ant crawling on a tree 100 yards away could see just a bit more than that. While he couldn’t see everything perfectly, he could still make out… a large number of birds flying away from the mountain? While he was curious as to what the whole fiasco was about, something else… made him want to stay. He didn’t want to leave quite yet.

[OverlordRoo]

Honey cracked a smirk as he listened to Kiren's opinion on the cult. While it did strike him that it was rather odd how overly excited the mage seemed to get about the cult's futility, he figured he wasn't really in any place to judge anyone for being fairly psychotic. Besides, insanity made Kiren seem even cuter, in a way.

"I suppose you're right about that." Honey remarked. He had never given Ex much thought, seeing as the guy (or girl, who knows really?) had never done anything to wrong him. "Though Kahkrah really wouldn't be much of anything without the players too, so I don't think the power is all in Ex's hands. But there are so many players on nowadays that everyone is just so expendable."

He paused a moment to contemplate what he had just said, then turned to face Kiren again, made somewhat curious by the mage's inquiries. "You sound like you're quite a fanboy of the all-mighty Ex...have ya ever actually met him?"

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Ryu glanced down the street; he could already spot a group of said humanoids just several meters away. As interested as he was to venture into town further, he didn't see why his feathery pal seemed so anxious to ditch him. "What's got you so jittery? Is there something wrong with this town?" The very thought that there may be danger of some sort afoot made the adventurer even more excited to check out this "Droc Village". But what kind of hero would just abandon his new friend behind?

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Rin was so preoccupied wreaking havoc within the kingdom, she had almost forgotten why she had invaded this hidden secret society in the first place. Almost. However, even if she hadn't completely been in a destructive trance, she still wouldn't have been able to dodge the monarch's attack; he was simply to quick. Rin howled in anguish as the fiery blast struck her. She writhed, coiling herself into a ball as her flesh and dress ignited. She howled again, thrusting her head back as she expelled the flames from her being into a fiery spiral around her. The flames continued to snake around her, blackening as she seemed to pull herself together. Parts of the mage's being were charred or still bubbling from the heat. She was quite clearly pained, but it was apparent her mental state was in even more shambles. It took her a moment of unintelligible muttering and twitching for her maniacal smile to reappear. Her attention instantly returned to the king, her eyes widened with madness. "Ulrick. And here I thought you might not show up~" She said sweetly. She levitated closer to him, the strands of black fire flowing behind her like streamers. "What an entrance...I'm delighted you'd pull something so grand, just for an old friend." She curtsied, stretching out the strings between her patches of skin, so all could see the muscle underneath.

[Kagamine]

Honey cracked a smirk as he listened to Kiren's opinion on the cult. While it did strike him that it was rather odd how overly excited the mage seemed to get about the cult's futility, he figured he wasn't really in any place to judge anyone for being fairly psychotic. Besides, insanity made Kiren seem even cuter, in a way.

"I suppose you're right about that." Honey remarked. He had never given Ex much thought, seeing as the guy (or girl, who knows really?) had never done anything to wrong him. "Though Kahkrah really wouldn't be much of anything without the players too, so I don't think the power is all in Ex's hands. But there are so many players on nowadays that everyone is just so expendable."

He paused a moment to contemplate what he had just said, then turned to face Kiren again, made somewhat curious by the mage's inquiries. "You sound like you're quite a fanboy of the all-mighty Ex...have ya ever actually met him?"

“One does not simply meet Ex.” Kiren replied enthusiastically. “Obviously he’s a rather elusive figure. Never really shows himself to any of the game members.” He grinned. “Therefore, seems to me if Ex really shows himself to you for whatever reason… it’s either because he wants something from you, or he’s out to punish you.” He replied sinisterly. “Or at least, that’s what would make sense. No reason for him to contact anyone about anything else, right?” he asked rhetorically.

“But… anyway! Care to join me on a fun little quest through the village to find a godmodding lizard?” he asked, getting back to business. “Shouldn’t be hard to do. All we have to do is look for a trail of destruction to see where it leads~” he chimed. Besides, as entertaining as this furry is, it might be even more fun to watch Basalix slaughter him for no reason, too!

Ryu glanced down the street; he could already spot a group of said humanoids just several meters away. As interested as he was to venture into town further, he didn't see why his feathery pal seemed so anxious to ditch him. "What's got you so jittery? Is there something wrong with this town?" The very thought that there may be danger of some sort afoot made the adventurer even more excited to check out this "Droc Village". But what kind of hero would just abandon his new friend behind?

“Nothing’s… wrong with it, to my knowledge.” Free replied. “It’s just that… I’m not sure if I’m allowed to be here…” he muttered, embarrassed by the whole thing. “See, we birds are all sort of part of this kingdom on the other side of the island, and hawks like me are supposed to be hunters, which is how I found you… but I don’t think I was supposed to have wandered out this far, or for this long… and we don’t usually talk with other species in this game, either….” he explained shyly. “And on top of that, I think there might be some sort of commotion going on over there, which, I guess I should be around for…?” he figured. Honestly he didn’t see why it was mandatory for him to be around if something bad was going on. In fact, it would probably be a whole lot better to stay away. Maybe he could use that as an excuse… “So um… yeah….”

Rin was so preoccupied wreaking havoc within the kingdom, she had almost forgotten why she had invaded this hidden secret society in the first place. Almost. However, even if she hadn't completely been in a destructive trance, she still wouldn't have been able to dodge the monarch's attack; he was simply to quick. Rin howled in anguish as the fiery blast struck her. She writhed, coiling herself into a ball as her flesh and dress ignited. She howled again, thrusting her head back as she expelled the flames from her being into a fiery spiral around her. The flames continued to snake around her, blackening as she seemed to pull herself together. Parts of the mage's being were charred or still bubbling from the heat. She was quite clearly pained, but it was apparent her mental state was in even more shambles. It took her a moment of unintelligible muttering and twitching for her maniacal smile to reappear. Her attention instantly returned to the king, her eyes widened with madness. "Ulrick. And here I thought you might not show up~" She said sweetly. She levitated closer to him, the strands of black fire flowing behind her like streamers. "What an entrance...I'm delighted you'd pull something so grand, just for an old friend." She curtsied, stretching out the strings between her patches of skin, so all could see the muscle underneath.

The birds that remained inside the structure quickly landed on whatever perches they could find, as the corridor went silent save for the woman’s echoing voice and the murmuring of a few birds on the sidelines. ’An old friend’? Ulrick questioned, as this deranged devil woman was certainly no one he’d seen in his travels before, especially since he hardly consorted with anything other than birds the past few years. And he certainly didn’t remember seeing an Eldritch abomination like this anywhere before. The eagle king wasn’t even aware that such zombie-esque beings even existed in the game. Apparently Ex had been thinking up some new races to add to the mix; he couldn’t say he was surprised.

But… no, there was something more familiar about this woman than that, even if he couldn’t quite place what it was. The voice, perhaps? Or even that face… that decaying face. Why did he know that face…? His heartbeat quickened as his brain finally made the connection, and he began to step farther back on his perch. That… shouldn’t be possible…. his mind raced. She’s supposed to be dead… I know she’s dead; I saw her corpse... he slowly stepped back even further, contemplating how this was even possible. Dead members never come back. Even the newbies learn that quickly. Was she a ghost? Was it even possible? The girl he played a part in torturing before her demise was now floating right in front of him….

He shook his head as he realized it was unlike him to show fear in front of all his subjects like this. He had to confront this woman, no matter who, or what, she was. As calmly as he could muster with a vengeful spirit in front of him, he asked, “Is… that you, Rin….?”

[OverlordRoo]

“One does not simply meet Ex.” Kiren replied enthusiastically. “Obviously he’s a rather elusive figure. Never really shows himself to any of the game members.” He grinned. “Therefore, seems to me if Ex really shows himself to you for whatever reason… it’s either because he wants something from you, or he’s out to punish you.” He replied sinisterly. “Or at least, that’s what would make sense. No reason for him to contact anyone about anything else, right?” he asked rhetorically.

“But… anyway! Care to join me on a fun little quest through the village to find a godmodding lizard?” he asked, getting back to business. “Shouldn’t be hard to do. All we have to do is look for a trail of destruction to see where it leads~” he chimed. Besides, as entertaining as this furry is, it might be even more fun to watch Basalix slaughter him for no reason, too!

"You mean the Scourge of Droc Village?" Honey asked, recalling rumors he had picked up around the village of such a villainous player. Honey had never crossed paths with the lizardman, but he'd heard tales of those who's friends were unfortunate victims of the beast. He had yet to find anyone who claimed to be a survivor of the lizardman's wrath, and he assumed that was because the reptilian assassin left no one alive. While he certainly didn't fear such a legendary killer, and was actually intrigued more than anything else, he was suspicious as to why this mage seemed so intent to go on what could very well be a suicide mission, if the rumors about the lizardman were true. It'd be a shame for such a handsome mage to be killed off so suddenly...but then again, Honey didn't want to seem cowardly. "I suppose it would be an interesting quest. Why not?" He replied after thinking it over for a moment. "By the way, I never caught your name..." He added casually.

“Nothing’s… wrong with it, to my knowledge.” Free replied. “It’s just that… I’m not sure if I’m allowed to be here…” he muttered, embarrassed by the whole thing. “See, we birds are all sort of part of this kingdom on the other side of the island, and hawks like me are supposed to be hunters, which is how I found you… but I don’t think I was supposed to have wandered out this far, or for this long… and we don’t usually talk with other species in this game, either….” he explained shyly. “And on top of that, I think there might be some sort of commotion going on over there, which, I guess I should be around for…?” he figured. Honestly he didn’t see why it was mandatory for him to be around if something bad was going on. In fact, it would probably be a whole lot better to stay away. Maybe he could use that as an excuse… “So um… yeah….”

Ryu seemed displeased. He saw no reason why Free shouldn't be so restricted...just for his species. It seemed unfair, and Ryu was about to begin rambling ridiculously on the matter when Free directed his attention to something off in the distance. Now naturally, lacking the vision of a hawk, Ryu couldn't see what commotion Free was referring to...but it gave him an idea.

"I got it! What if we get some ammo here in the village first; they gotta have some places around here to get weapons and armor and whatever else..." He started to suggest (Though even if it sounded like it was only a suggestion, there was a good chance he would be charging straight into anyway, whether it seemed like a good idea or not.) "And then when we've gotten all prepared for battle, we can rush over to see what all the commotion is about and SAVE THE DAY!!!"

The blue haired adventurer grinned with enthusiasm. After all, this would be his first official quest, and his plan was clearly foolproof!

The birds that remained inside the structure quickly landed on whatever perches they could find, as the corridor went silent save for the woman’s echoing voice and the murmuring of a few birds on the sidelines. ’An old friend’? Ulrick questioned, as this deranged devil woman was certainly no one he’d seen in his travels before, especially since he hardly consorted with anything other than birds the past few years. And he certainly didn’t remember seeing an Eldritch abomination like this anywhere before. The eagle king wasn’t even aware that such zombie-esque beings even existed in the game. Apparently Ex had been thinking up some new races to add to the mix; he couldn’t say he was surprised.

But… no, there was something more familiar about this woman than that, even if he couldn’t quite place what it was. The voice, perhaps? Or even that face… that decaying face. Why did he know that face…? His heartbeat quickened as his brain finally made the connection, and he began to step farther back on his perch. That… shouldn’t be possible…. his mind raced. She’s supposed to be dead… I know she’s dead; I saw her corpse... he slowly stepped back even further, contemplating how this was even possible. Dead members never come back. Even the newbies learn that quickly. Was she a ghost? Was it even possible? The girl he played a part in torturing before her demise was now floating right in front of him….

He shook his head as he realized it was unlike him to show fear in front of all his subjects like this. He had to confront this woman, no matter who, or what, she was. As calmly as he could muster with a vengeful spirit in front of him, he asked, “Is… that you, Rin….?”

"THAT'S RIGHT!!!!" She screamed excitedly, causing the entire kingdom to tremble. "I'm glad you remember, Ulrick. I heard you were buried away in your kingdom, and I'm glad I finally got the chance to see it." She floated around Ulrick, glancing about the kingdom, as if she was admiring it. As she circled around the king, the black flames swirled around him, only remaining a couple meters away from the monarch. She paused suddenly, returning her gaze to the king. "Was this your prize? You wished to rule, yes?" She remarked, her morbid smile still in place on her stitched up face. And yet somehow her tone seemed more solemn than before. "He made it worth your while, I see..."

[Kagamine]

"You mean the Scourge of Droc Village?" Honey asked, recalling rumors he had picked up around the village of such a villainous player. Honey had never crossed paths with the lizardman, but he'd heard tales of those who's friends were unfortunate victims of the beast. He had yet to find anyone who claimed to be a survivor of the lizardman's wrath, and he assumed that was because the reptilian assassin left no one alive. While he certainly didn't fear such a legendary killer, and was actually intrigued more than anything else, he was suspicious as to why this mage seemed so intent to go on what could very well be a suicide mission, if the rumors about the lizardman were true. It'd be a shame for such a handsome mage to be killed off so suddenly...but then again, Honey didn't want to seem cowardly. "I suppose it would be an interesting quest. Why not?" He replied after thinking it over for a moment. "By the way, I never caught your name..." He added casually.

The mage paused for a moment, as if unsure how to reply, before answering, "Uh... Kiren! Yeah, call me Kiren." he grinned. "And glad you could join me!" he chirped, clearly in a great mood today, and very enthusiastic about the task he was taking on, and even more impressed that this fox-tailed man didn't seem overly timid at the thought of meeting such a renowned godmodding maniac in the game; great! "Now then..." he began, starting to wander down the dirt road, before turning a corner, and looking back once to make sure Honey was still following, before prancing down the street, singing enthusiastically, "Weeeeeeee're off to see the lizard~! The terrible lizard of Droooc~! Because, because, because, because, becaaaaauuuuuse...! Of all the murderous things he does~!"

Ryu seemed displeased. He saw no reason why Free shouldn't be so restricted...just for his species. It seemed unfair, and Ryu was about to begin rambling ridiculously on the matter when Free directed his attention to something off in the distance. Now naturally, lacking the vision of a hawk, Ryu couldn't see what commotion Free was referring to...but it gave him an idea.

"I got it! What if we get some ammo here in the village first; they gotta have some places around here to get weapons and armor and whatever else..." He started to suggest (Though even if it sounded like it was only a suggestion, there was a good chance he would be charging straight into anyway, whether it seemed like a good idea or not.) "And then when we've gotten all prepared for battle, we can rush over to see what all the commotion is about and SAVE THE DAY!!!"

The blue haired adventurer grinned with enthusiasm. After all, this would be his first official quest, and his plan was clearly foolproof!

Free was clearly shocked by the idea, and not in a good way, nearly stumbling off his perch. This human was clearly something. "Um, well, see, I don't think that would be the best plan in the world..." Free started to ramble explain. "See, Screech Mountain is just about impossible for anyone other than a bird to enter... with all the armed guards surrounding it. I mean, most dragons and other winged creatures don't bother trying to enter because of it, but... even without the guards, if you can't even fly, then you really can't even get near one of the entrances, I mean unless you're really good at mountain-climbing and all, but...." he trailed off. Why do I feel like this won't get through to him?

"THAT'S RIGHT!!!!" She screamed excitedly, causing the entire kingdom to tremble. "I'm glad you remember, Ulrick. I heard you were buried away in your kingdom, and I'm glad I finally got the chance to see it." She floated around Ulrick, glancing about the kingdom, as if she was admiring it. As she circled around the king, the black flames swirled around him, only remaining a couple meters away from the monarch. She paused suddenly, returning her gaze to the king. "Was this your prize? You wished to rule, yes?" She remarked, her morbid smile still in place on her stitched up face. And yet somehow her tone seemed more solemn than before. "He made it worth your while, I see..."

Ulrick tried to maintain as much as a calm and collected disposition as possible, though in truth he was nervous enough that he felt like his heart was going to explode in his chest. Glancing around him, he saw that even his emerald-feathered queen had followed him out to the main corridor, now watching him nervously, along with all the other eyes in the kingdom. All eyes trained on him, and this human, in a silent corridor, save for the sounds of this insane woman, speaking of the things that happened way back then. This girl he never thought he'd see again... "What do you want." he asked bluntly, keeping his fear as bottled up as possible. "You're not here to confront me about... then are you?" he asked again, wondering just what this ghost was haunting him for, fearing he already knew the answer.