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"But the only way to do that," Peck said, his brow furrowed, "is to kill the Lord of Shadow -- or convince him to let them go, and I don't think that will ever happen."

Anise figured he would say something like that. She decided to say nothing. She felt that not responding would be the best course of action for this. She pried at the fissure before she realized that it wasn't a loose plate or anything like that, however that didn't stop Peck from reaching out to grab her hand as she heard a noise below her. A branch wrapped itself around her as she pulled her hand away from Peck's grasp. For a moment, she was completely clueless as to what happened and why the tree reacted like it did.

She then looked down.

Below, the Witch frowned up at Anise. Her hands were raised, controlling the tree. "I've had just about enough of you," she called up to Anise. "I've had just about enough of this day."

Anise could tell from the tone that the Witch spoke in that she had little time to react. The Witch likely believed that her actions were to bring destruction to the Forest. Her adrenaline kicked and it felt like time slowed down around her as her brain kicked into high gear. Before, everything seemed to move faster when fear coursed through her veins, but perhaps she just got used to it. Perhaps it was the assistance of the Lantern of Spirit.

She remembered the symbol that was on her hand after he conversation with the Lady of the Pond. She considered the Lantern itself. She considered her absolute faith in herself in becoming the Lady of Light. She turned her focus inwards with the guidance of the Lantern of Spirit. Perhaps she had something within herself? She was not at all interested in dying to the Witch here and now. She wanted to bring her focus and determination into a physical form. She wanted to find the Light within herself and bring it out.

She finally focused her gaze on the Witch all while pulling out any Light she could find within herself out. "I am the Lady of the Light." She projected her voice towards the Witch. "I have been acknowledged so by the Lady of the Pond. I am here to free this Forest of this perpetual darkness and to bring balance back. I need the power of the Dragon and the assistance of the other Lords and Ladies in order to accomplish this task. I will not be deterred."

Her skin tingled with goosebumps as she focused the power of the Lantern of Spirit on herself to pull out all of the potential she could from within her. "I ask for you to put me back where I was so I can complete my task."

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I know from experience @Mokley RIP Tyaelaem! T_T

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EXCITEMENT INTENSIFIES!!!



(Yes... Cats! And I just got home from a AD&D 2nd Edition game I'm hyper)

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@Wishful Stray Welcome! Glad to have you join us!

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@Mokley I have the strangest feeling that by collecting the Lanterns Anise will become the Dragon reborn... IDK just a feeling. It's definitely not in her list of goals, but it's an outcome I recently thought up.

I still can't voice my love of this RP enough though. I love the journey that Anise has been through. I look forward to what happens next. I hope Anise accomplishes even half of her goals just to see how they turn out. :D

EDIT: OH and I love love LOVE the Kith!

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The bark gave a bit of resistance as Anise worked at pulling it off, but she still remained successful. She could recognize now that it had once been a live tree, but no longer. Perhaps due to the machinery beneath it. She tore off a chunk to see a plate of metal beneath it. She pressed her hand against the cold steel in awe. How could such a piece of machinery be built within a tree without destroying the entire tree? She felt the ticking within it reminding her of the tree that she had been summoned to when she first arrived.

She then saw Peck hand her a dagger and accepted his assistance with a nod and a smile, although he could not see the later. "Thank you, Peck." He seemed much more relaxed now that she hadn't dominated him or killed him and that helped her relax some. Together they worked to peel the bark off the tree.

"Th' last Lady of Light was swallowed by the Lord of Shadow," he explained conversationally as he worked. "After the Dragon was sealed, Shadow and Light went head-to-head in a colossal battle. Shadow had the Lady of the Pond, the Lord of the Gust and the Lady of the Stone on his side. Light only had the Lord of the Flame and the Lord of the Storm to fight for her and the Lord of the Wood went missing, and they lost. The Lord of Shadow swallowed her whole, and with that power he named himself king and enslaved the dead."

Anise frowned at the mention of the Lord of Shadow. She had a feeling that it had been something like that. She felt that somehow, she'd have to come to an accord with the Spirit and knew for a fact that it would not be an easy task. Her first experience with the Lord had been a most unpleasant one, and now she understood why she had such a strong feeling towards his presence. Light and Shadow were opposed and she would have to overcome that in some manner.

Now she knew why the spirits of the dead were still lingering: the Lord of Shadow had control over them. She knew though, that with the power of the Spirit Lantern and her own willpower she had the ability to tear that control away piece by piece. His domination was not complete either since Tyaelaem's ghost had helped her and now she was going to help him.

"I will free the dead," she stated determinedly. "None should be forced to remain if they have the desire to move on."

Another piece of bark fell from the tree and this time she found a fissure of white light which sparked a vision of flight from the Spirit Lantern. The vision took her breath away for a moment as she anticipated the real feeling of flight again. After she caught her breath, she slid the blade of the dagger Peck handed her into the small fissure as much as she could and pried at it to test if this were a panel or door of some sort that could be removed.

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@rechonq Alright, that's cool. It always feels awkward for me to call out things like this. I can understand holding back character assumptions for some things, but I personally think that it's good to make almost all character assumptions clear so uncomfortable situations like this don't happen.

Flor's views on the souls will definitely create an interesting conflict with Vincent's desires. I look forwards to what happens between the two of them down the road.

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@rechonq I have one small (teensy) complaint to voice about your post, you can explain away and I'll probably think it's fine in the end and I feel I'm partially responsible since Vincent did conclude from his own personal knowledge about Rune Magic (and a PM from our wonderful GM @Mokley) that the pink stone found floating by the petrified people were in fact souls. It's totally reasonable that someone else could come to the same conclusion through logical reasoning, but never once has Vincent revealed his knowledge.

Ultimately, it is your character, so you can have Flor come to that conclusion himself, but the following quotes are metagaming information until that reasoning is addressed.

'The Grit are using our soul stones for power?' ...

Flor didn't really have any grudge or hatred against the Grit, until he found they were feeding on their souls.

I don't want to upset, I just want to address the issue before too much happens.

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Last time Silverdawn logged on was a month ago, not sure what happened maybe something big IRL happened? Hopefully everything is alright. I definitely would like to continue this, I liked roleplaying Aedin.

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Vincent watched as some action broke out down the stairwell. The snatched a soulstone from one of the people here and shoved it into the symbol in his chest and turned into something completely different. He felt fortunate to have had just enough time to see the symbol from his position and memorize the design. He was pretty confident it was nothing like any rune he had seen before. He was about to say something when he heard the Grit howl and there was a response from those outside.

He then heard behind him some static.

< Hello? >

He turned to face the sound and heard the robot was speaking in a different voice.

< The line is open to every point of contact currently unlocked to level thirteen clearance. It should be safe. Please answer. . . . Please be alive. >

He laughed quietly to himself. He was pretty sure he knew this voice. He glanced back at Kat. "Hey, Kat. Is it possible to use robots as a, uhhhh, radio?" He then slid into the infirmary once again deciding it would be best to leave the adults to deal with the situation in the stairwell. He was more curious to identify who was on the other side of the radio. @MsChimeric

He sat next to the robot. "Hello, hello. Things have gone to hell in a hand basket and we're kinda caught right inside the Wall, and I'm sure your definition of safe may very well be different than ours." He kept his tone light and nonchalant, ignoring the sounds in the stairwell behind him. "Is this whom I think it is?"