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War Notes

Zarin Malthain

Location: Ruins

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Zarin was still in a state of shock and awe even after Diana transformed back into her human form, which is why he didn’t realize he still had his arm outstretched towards Egwene. His trance was broken when he felt her grab his hand and ask what his intentions were, implying them to be less than wholesome. “What? N-no I was just-WHOA!” As Zarin stammered to defend his actions, he suddenly found himself swept off his feet and dropped on his back.

Growling like an angry dog, Zarin hopped back to his feet before stepping in front of Egwene and speaking through gritted teeth, ”Hey you dumb bitch! I was just trying to keep you from wandering off and looking like an idiot!” Zarin so badly wanted to throw her to the ground then and there, but remembering they were in the middle of a mission and in the presence of a dragon, he decided now wasn’t the time to get into a fight. Taking a deep breath and a step back, Zarin calmed himself down before giving Egwene a warning, ”I’m gonna let this one slide. But the next time you try something like that, I won’t restrain myself.”

Brushing himself off and turning away from the cadet, Zarin rejoined the main conversation. ”Special training from a dragon? Hell yeah I’m in!”

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@Noodles

All good with me :) Besides, Zarin tried to shove Chen to the ground earlier, so this is just good comeuppance for that.

War Notes

Zarin Malthain

Location: Ruins

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Though most were quick to dismiss the idea that Diana was in fact a dragon, the cadets did seem to believe her claims of being the one to cause the wildlife to act up. It felt a bit backwards to Zarin for them to not want to verify such a claim, but his judgement may have been skewed by personal reasons. True his main goal of getting Diana to transform was indeed to verify her story and fully prove she was disturbance, but he had also always dreamed of seeing a dragon. Truth be told, he held them in such regard, he was one of the people who believed the original three Vessel bearers were dragons.

Luckily, it didn’t take much convincing and before they knew it, the cadets were outside ready to watch Diana turn into a creature of legends. As she began to undress, she asked if they would look away. A question Chen of course had to answer with flattery. “Oh good Goddess can you dial it back for one second?” Zarin asked as he sort of complied, putting his hand up to obscure his vision enough that it protected her modesty, but didn’t blind him entirely.

And then, his dream came true. Standing before him was the magnificent and towering figure of a golden dragon. Despite her earlier warnings, Zarin found himself unable to be anything but completely awe struck. Wide eyed and jaw open he was nearly frozen in place by sheer amazement. The most he could manage was a weak arm flop and a soft “don’t” in an attempt to grab Egwene and stop her from wandering off, all the while keeping his gaze fixed upon Diana.

The War of the Three

Wolf

“Very well.” Wolf said as he turned around to face Alexi dead on, “If your magic is key to your fighting then I’ll allow you to use it for now, but it would be wise to learn how to fight without your powers. One day you may find yourself without them.”

Taking a few steps closer to the Knight of Winter, Wolf drew his halberd and pointed the blade toward Alexi waiting for her to cross it with her own; a tradition way to signal they were ready for the duel. Other than his powers, however, Alexi would find Wolf wasn’t pulling any punches. The second their weapons touched the Inquisitor attempted to lock their blades and pin the knight’s sword. Should his attack succeed, it would be followed by raising his arm cannon and pointing it directly at the vulnerable Alexi.

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Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Physical Education

As the Dionaea vaporized into black smoke, Trad dropped his arms to the side and let out a sigh of relief. “Finally. Good work everyone!” He said to Robert, Cian, and Llyr. Though they weren’t the ones to actually kill the Reisen class Grimm, the Nordic hunter was sure their distraction played a big part overall. Llyr then made the statement that the fight was boring, something Trad couldn't’ help but protest. “Boring? Did we fight the same Grimm?” He asked almost baffled by Llyr’s remark.

The sound of the bell cut any further conversation short. Since he was going from one physically active class to another, Trad saw little point in changing clothes or fixing himself up, not that he would have time for either. Quickly dropping off his weapons, Trad went straight from his locker to PE and he found himself one of the later ones to arrive. While there were a number a faces he recognized from around the school, the one that stood out was his team’s newest member and leader Sand.

“Need a spotter?” Trad jokingly asked Sand as he approached his team leader resting his arms on the barbell next to her. “You missed a hell of a fight in Grimm Studies. Port decided to throw a Dionaea at us. Damn thing nearly took my head off, and threw poor Robert across the room.” Trad’s messy appearance supported the story with a number for hair strands loose from his ponytail and beads of sweat still rolling down his head. “So, I take you finally got all that stuff with your transfer figured out?”

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The War of the Three

Wolf

Though he didn’t believe them himself, Wolf found the remarks from Alexi reassuring. Still, he had to be truthful in his reply. “I thank you for your words, but you are mistaken. I am not the best. I may have the qualities of a perfect blade, but not the skill nor experience to wield them. Even if it were possible to mass produce my kind, the queen would be better off using the resources to bolster her army ten fold rather than waste it on a few more like me.” Pushing himself up, Wolf turned from the others looking out on the frozen warzone around them. “As of now I am simply a man trying to prove he can fight among gods.”

As he stared out over the dead again contemplating his place in this world, his mind was able to let go of the subject when Bonesword brought up Alexi’s fighting ability. “He has a point, mage.” Wolf said looking back over his shoulder. “For all your talk of blades, I have yet to see yours in action. Perhaps it’s time we change that.”

@The 42nd Gecko@Banana

The War of the Three

Wolf

Alexi’s lapse in memory about Wolf came as a shock to the Inquisitor. While he never considered to be the brightest of the Machina, he had assumed she could at least remember the names of her ally’s. How did she ever learn to cast magic with such a terrible memory anyway? Her friends in the sword must do a lot more than cloud her mind. “It’s Wolf.” He said not standing on ceremony and giving his full title. “I’m a bit surprised you don’t remember me, considering I’ve saved you from a bar fight and an elevator not too long ago.”

Curious about who Wolf knew, Alexi asked if he could remember any of the other Machina. With nothing better to do, he decided to humor the girl. “Well there’s the twins, Krieg, and an annoying pile of bones that keeps showing up near me.” Sensing his auro approach, Wolf waited until Bonesword was in earshot before saying the last part. The skeleton then began to lecture them on the dangers of talking about souls, a notion the Inquisitor had to scoff at.

“Please don't tell me you’re superstitious? Of all the things in the Nexus I believe bad karma is the last thing we should worry about.” Wolf stated plainly to Bonesword. ”But if it will put you at ease, I’m sure there is a rabbit demon whose leg we could take.”

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War Notes

Zarin Malthain

Location: Ruins

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Reluctantly following Diana to his squadmate, Zarin knew immediately what was about to happen when they entered to see Chen holding a bouquet of flowers. “Oh for the love of…” Zarin muttered rolling his eyes while Chen put on his ‘charming’ display. “Don’t be too flattered.” He said as the confetti settled to the ground, “He does this with every dame we run into.”

With the end of that spectacle, Diana offered the party some snacks while she explained why the wildlife had been acting up. Normally Zarin would have declined, but seeing as he had to escape a prison and fight a giant monster all without breakfast, he was happy to have anything that even resembled food. Walking over he grabbed one of the roasted fish from the basket and took a large bite right off the top. Before he could take a second one, however, Diana said something that made him drop the fish and forget about his hunger altogether. Something he had waited nearly his whole life to hear.

”The truth is that... I'm a dragon... Funny, ehehehe?"

"What? You can't be serious, Dragons are nothing but legends."

“Hold on there, princess.” Zarin butted in with a new found interest on the subject at hand. “It may sound crazy to you, but there are some people who like to believe in such legends.” He stated holding up his arm so his dragon tattoo was clearly visible. “But as for her being one, there’s only one way to prove it.” He said turning to Diana, as well as grabbing Chen’s head to push him over while he was still on one knee. “Show us. Change into your true form.”

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And just like that, Zarin's new goal is to get Diana to change into her true form so he can see a real dragon and fan girl over it. (maybe even ride her. We'll see.)

The War of the Three

Wolf

The Inquisitor didn't stay in Hyperion long after he had respawned. He didn't even report to Eos in person. Instead he made a beeline to the nearest shuttle and flew to the farthest point he could; the frozen Northern border.

Trudging through the bloody snow, Wolf looked upon the war torn landscape and wondered, perhaps this is where he should have been. Not fighting among the Nexuses greatest, but with the grunts and fodder who use their lives to hold meaningless borders. After all, isn’t that all his efforts amounted too last battle?

In truth, Wolf was beginning to question his worth as a soldier in general. Here he was the product of hundreds of years of research and technology, a supposed perfect combination of man and machine, and yet after two missions he had accomplished nothing. He didn't even have a kill to his name. Maybe The Inquisition was wrong to think he was ready for this. Maybe he shouldn't have even… Wait what the hell? Was that Alexi?

Wolf's train of thought was suddenly halted when he picked up the essence of the Knight of Winter. Curious as to why she was out here, he followed her essence to find the mage playing some sort of schoolyard game and talking to the remains of the fallen.

“What in the name of Eos are you doing out here?” Wolf shouted as he approached the young Knight. “This is one of the most active war zones in the Nexus! This is no place for...Oh forget it. Like I'm in any position to judge your skill.”

Dropping his stoic posture Wolf slouched forward before taking a seat on what used to be the arm of a mech. “So what are you doing out here?” He asked with genuine curiosity. “There are plenty of souls in Hyperion to talk to. I'm sure you'd much prefer them to those departed.”

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