[IC] Areapolis - City of Wonders! (Always Open)

[Eviledd1984]

"Mhm i think we should take our leave...i am sure they are looking for me or you..." Zazroia spoke sighing loudly before moving away form the group and the whorehouse back to his group's region,Although he was interested in the dragon he was not equipped to fight a dragon by himself he would need the help of his kin mainly Ultimana and Ruqa who are old but wise and are would probably talk the dragon down although he did not know if even that could work.

[Red Wizard]

It was like a storm blew through Giulia's. Everything happened all at once. Henna had just excused herself from the brawl downstairs, and had taken the elf with her to her room to enjoy their food there. She'd just finished and was looking for some nice dry clothes for her guest when the door was kicked in by a big thug clad in iron. The trollkins eyes had been darting to and fro for some kind of weapon to use if the man got violent, but he'd just told her to give the elf her glass and then left. As she was staring at him, dumbfounded, someone downstairs began shouting about a dragon. This city was nuts, sometimes. Henna turned to her guest. "Do you have any idea what that man was talking about?" she asked, "Because I don't."

[Samebito]

Tex hurried along at the frog man's instruction, seemingly sharing his sentiments entirely. As he rushed alongside him, he spoke in brief spurts of conversation. "As for teaching you magic... it'd take quite a while for you to be as proficient as me, but... I'd be willing to give it a shot. Wish I knew where my staff went, though." He gestured for Zeetah to pause and turned to him. "You didn't happen to see it sitting around the alleyway, did you? It's not 100% necessary, but it does make spellcasting quicker and easier, which means a big deal when you've got a bunch of soldiers several inches away, staring you down with swords in their hands. If they were a little farther away, I could have flung a fireball at them before they got close, no problem."

[thewizardguy]

Most who were granted the Gift of magic chose to use it flashily. Having lived without magic, they wished to display their new capabilities at their fullest. A popular technique was to light your sword with eldritch flame. They didn't seem to realize that, on the whole, if you had stabbed something, the fire wasn't going to do much extra. Fireballs, beams of eldritch energy, grasping claws conjured from the darkness, or great bursts of burning light. Amusingly enough, the Infinite Empire's army had transformed into some form of terrifyingly lethal light show, with all the fire, lasers, and glowing orbs of wrath. Few truly recognized the sheer power not of simply applying strength, but applying it where it was needed. To control one's Gift with subtle precision, to only do as much as was needed for the situation. Alice closed her ink black eyes, focusing. She could feel the humming magic moving through her, a miracle delivered directly from Tazyn, to guide His followers. And as His scheme unfolded before her mind, she simply guided, placing the power where it was needed, with the precision and skill necessary for a Prophet. Even though even she could not yet see the end of this glorious plan, her faith was strong. For her God was with her, guiding her every action, her every thought. ------------------------------ Soaring through the clouds, propelled at seemingly impossible speeds for it's great mass, the wyvern observed the city below it. As a being born from magic, it could feel the magic far below, and even it's primitive animal instincts recognized the danger. There was, of course, far easier prey to hunt, the kind of prey that didn't throw fireballs, and whom's claws were not made of iron. And yet, even as it's great eyes flashed briefly black, it started angling downward. For below, it could suddenly smell the tastiest of prey. It knew that below was a buffet, something it had never tasted before. With the promise of food on it's tongue, the beast descended on the Tall, townsfolk and soldier alike fleeing from the area, mothers carrying children, children carrying smaller children. Those who could not walk, and were not carried, simply crawled, or cried in terror, as they beheld the beast, the Wyvern. A majestic beast, it's scales shining golden in the light of the afternoon sun, it's eyes of bright red glaring down, selecting it's prey, and identifying the dangerous ones. It's two wings even now were unfurled, a pair of long hooked claws at the end of each, aiding to hold it in place. It's tail extended fair backwards, growing thin, until it ended into a great barbed point, containing an arcane toxin unique to Wyvern-kind. Great talons crashed through the feeble wooden roof of the slum it had chosen to land on, as it beat it's wings to prevent itself from falling into the water. The Wyvern threw it's head into the air, stretching it's neck, fanged jaws parting as it unleashed a call, like an abominable mixture between the howl of a wolf and the shriek of a banshee, a hundredfold louder. And yet, even as hundreds fled the area, a single figure came stalking towards the dragon, clad in great armor, and bearing one of the legendary Swords of the North. Turning it's great head, the beast observed the tall humanoid, teeth bared, turning to face this new threat. ------------- Throughout the city, the word had spread, and with it a wind of terror, partly natural, and partly magical in nature. An enhanced panic, as people fled the area en masse, the Royal Guard retreating to guard the Noble Houses, the Mage Guild forming a great shield, the Priests of Ashyr activating the great metal golems that guarded their gates, massive bronze swords held at the ready. And yet, across the city, the doors to taverns are kicked over, many proceeding to skid over the floor. Figures of all races, scarred by a hundred battles, stepped out from the darkness. Men with armor forged from the bones of Manticors, Elves whom's bows had received the blessings of forgotten Gods, great mages wielding eldritch fires of pure might. Adventurers, those brave souls who had always been in abundance in a world of such dangers as Wyverns. Problem solvers, monster hunters, dungeon delvers, grave robbers, and thrill seekers, those who had seen the maw of the world, and survived it. And as each reached for their blades, a wave of dark magic washed through them. Each would wish for the bounty on the dragon's head, and each would wish it for themselves. Greed, pride, wrath..... they burned freely in the eyes of those who only moments before had rallied in the face of danger. And as spells flew, and swords thrust, it was not the dragon that was their target. Yet, it was the most capable warriors of the land, slaying one another in cold blood. Those mages and priests who had felt the magic sweep through the city could only gaze on in abject horror as the bloodshed commenced. --------------------- Upon the Throne of Stars, sat a small girl, a smile on her face. Soon, the authorities of this city would be toppled, and the prophecies of her master would come to pass. For it took only the smallest push to set the world's end in motion, if only one knew where to press. And Areopolis, the commercial and religious center of most of the civilized world, was the perfect place to begin.

[Eviledd1984]

Tex hurried along at the frog man's instruction, seemingly sharing his sentiments entirely. As he rushed alongside him, he spoke in brief spurts of conversation. "As for teaching you magic... it'd take quite a while for you to be as proficient as me, but... I'd be willing to give it a shot. Wish I knew where my staff went, though." He gestured for Zeetah to pause and turned to him. "You didn't happen to see it sitting around the alleyway, did you? It's not 100% necessary, but it does make spellcasting quicker and easier, which means a big deal when you've got a bunch of soldiers several inches away, staring you down with swords in their hands. If they were a little farther away, I could have flung a fireball at them before they got close, no problem."

@Samebito

"I apologize for my...rash behavior my brother I did not want to jailed or worse murdered...besides they will not harm me since all I did was scare them..." Zazoria stopped for a moment turning to face Tex,Although he did not want any trouble with the unexpectedly he would get it without even knowing it was going to happen. Another larger group of guards were coming close their armored feet stomping loudly against the dirt road,Their heavy long swords jiggling around accompanying their footstep."You...Reptil come here you are under arrest..." The commander yelled now a few feet away form them.

[Thrashy]

"Do you have any idea what that man was talking about? Because I don't." Lynx could only agree that she didn't know either because she didn't know who the man was or what he meant by "the glass" either. They had been drinking ale from tin cups and as far as she could tell there were no glass objects in the room. When she heard people screaming about a dragon she got all tense and put a hand on her bow in case there was an emergency. Hopefully the city guard would protect the people from the threat because Lynx didn't think she could kill a dragon even though she was a skilled hunter. She usually didn't kill animals because elves thought it wrong to do so and instead only captured them for others if they paid her. She turned to her newfound friend and pointed out the window where all the talk of the dragon came from. "What should we do?" she asked.

[Red Wizard]

"I think we should stay the fuck inside," Henna stated calmly. "There's not much the two of us can do to stop that beast. Better leave it to the heroes." Something suddenly tugged at the trollkins conscience. Frightened though she was, she really wanted to see what was going on. It wasn't everyday you got to see a fight with a dragon. And she could watch it, from the safety of her room even. All she had to do was use the wizards glass. Do it, she heard a voice in her head whisper, sweet as honey. Do it, you know you want to. There was no denying that she did, the need to peer into the mystical mist of the glass suddenly feeling like a craving more than an idea. Come ooon, it purred, Just a little bit. She felt her hand creep closer to the skin she kept it in, slowly but steadily. Just... a little... bit... "Just a little bit" she whispered to herself, and began untying the pouch from her belt. She realized the elf was still there, looking at her. She would see Hennas treasure, but it couldn't be helped, she had to use it now. She could feel her hands getting sweaty with anticipation. She pointed a finger at the elf and beckoned for her to come closer. "Wanna see something special?" she said, her voice a mere whisper, "You'll like this, but you can't tell nobody. Come see!" And with that, she unwrapped the skin and presented the orb on the floor. She whispered the secret words, and light suddenly radiated from the glass, illuminating Hennas face with a pale sheen. Inside it, a monstrous creature could be seen shrieking its rage over the rooftops of the city.

[Samebito]

@Eviledd1984

Tex waved a hand dismissively towards Zazoria. "It's all good. I can understand self-preservation." He said. He suddenly paused and span on a heel to face him. "Say, Zazzleman, you haven't happened upon a staff, have you? Long, stick-like, fashioned of dark oak, cool diamond-shaped head with pearl paneling?" He scratched his chin as he thought of more ways to describe it. "Did I say it was stick-like?" His ears suddenly pricked up as he heard the thudding of boots approaching them from down the path. He raised a finger. "Hold that thought." When he turned back around, his eyes somewhat widened at the mass of guards that had some how closed in upon them without Tex's notice. "Oh." He said meekly. He cleared his throat and ventured a slight wave. "Hello there, mister, uh... guard. Are you sure you've got the -right- Reptil? Or are you just harassing any Reptil you see?" He folded his arms and huffed. "That'd not only be a nuisance, but also a tad racist, it would. Areopolis is a vast, multicultural city, and thrives on its diversity, I feel! Intolerance would be like spitting in the punch."

[Eviledd1984]

"We have orders that he assaulted a commander of the guards....and that is punishable by in imprisonment..." The guards spoke sternly looking down at Tex then looking over to Zazrioa one of the other guards putting his hand to the hilt of his sword,"But form what i heard form eyewitness of the guards that you are somewhat of a...impressive wizard that night be something we could use to defeat the Wryn..." The guard now silently for the guard to not pull out his sword. "A Wryn?how terrible...but if i may ask a question....if i do go help fight this Wryn would i be forgiven of my...little annoyance?" Zazarioa said not really wanting to go to jail for 7 years in Jalbrata a prison in famous for being a hell on earth,"Indeed...we will need all the help we can get with the Wryn and the mass panic that has being going on in the city,Maybe your friends could be some help also...of course you will be paid a good amount..but we would have to speak to the council first..to see if you are fit in our council's eyes..." The guard said and was true that they needed as much help as they could with the many problems going on.

[Samebito]

Tex opened and closed his mouth, at a loss for words as he got a firm talking to from the guard. He shrunk closer and closer to the ground with each shouted word. His bold-faced lies seemingly hadn't pulled him through this time, and now he was lost. His ears pricked up with keen interest as they continued, however. He not so subtly slipped over to their side of the road to stand by the commander, abandoning his acquaintances. "Oh? You've heard I'm an impressive wizard, huh? Sure am. Help deal with a Wryn? Sure can!" He enthusiastically responded, preening all the while. "Why, I could deal with five Wryns. I think. Maybe if they were heavily inebriated." Zazroia and Zeetah had entirely left the perfidious cat's attention as he focused on impressing the guards. "I've got a Wryn skull mounted on my mantlepiece back home, come to think of it. Though it had many skulls. Maybe it was a Hydra. Oh, Hydras are plenty scary as well though, aren't they?" As Zazoria expressed his interest in helping the guards on their mission also, Tex briefly scowled, then gave a bright grin, as if his irritated expression was never there in the first place. "Oh, hello again friend! I'd be -glad- to have you aboard!" He said, his enthusiasm not at all faded. He grabbed one of the Reptil's paws with both of his own and shook it briskly. "He's a pretty good wizard himself, y'know?" He called back over his shoulder to the guards. "I'm sure he could also help slay this beast."

[Eviledd1984]

The guard looked rather annoyed but but never the less nodded his head making his helmet jiggle a little,"Then come follow me with quick haste...we must not waste anytime..." The leader guard spoke now turning around while the other guards watched them and started walking towards the castle.Zazaoria nodded also calmly walking behind the commander with guards circling around them,He just hoped he would be allowed to help and not sent to Jalbrata to spend his days there. The young Reptil followed behind the commander feeling mostly nervous he wanted to speak to Uiltmana and his kin to say goodbye in case he does not come back form fighting the Waryn.

[thewizardguy]

((Damnit, I was waiting on Rusalka)) As the small group of guards and mages emerged from the open passageway, the beast turned to face them, green slit eyes focusing on this new prey. It's winged claws reached out, gripping the ground, as if to tether it in place. The long, scaled neck pulled back, an almost malicious gaze in the serpentine eyes. With a great rush of wind, it seems to inhale, it's chest inflating more than would be deemed physically possible, A red glow already escaping from between the rows of dagger-like teeth. With an explosive roar, flames burst from it's maw as it threw it's head forward, a wall of fire seeming to rush towards the young heroes, undaunting and unforgiving. And, far above, the arcane eye of the Glass could do nothing but watch.

[Eviledd1984]

Zazoria sighed at the giant winged beast looking at them and felt a sweat dripping form his body when it let out a long stream of fire,"Get..down..." He yelled his staff extending out to make a large shield come out to protect all of them form the flame."Already here...damn.." He thought to himself thinking of a plan his first plan was to burn the thing or break open the ground so fall into the core of the earth,If that didn't work then he would have to run. "Help...my brothers...help.." He said to the others for help,The guards nodded pulling out their bows and shooting at the beast,"To the castle MOVE!!" The leader of the guards yelled the group walking slowly.