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In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay




Time: Evening
Location: Fog Beast Lair
Interactions: Isolde @Blizz, Dante @Alivefalling, Menzai @samreaper, and Aidan @potter
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The moment Dante brought up the blood trail, Darius felt a tinge of concern. It was just another thing to add to his worries. Whatever his intuition told him, it would have never prepared him for what was to come. First was the corpse of the kirouth, and though Darius did not recognize it, he could tell it was a formidable creature by appearance alone. His attention turned to Menzai who looked frighteningly unsettled. Why is he making that face? Darius bit his bottom lip before noticing the silhouette in the fog, the culprit of the kirouth’s death.

As the creature pushed itself through the fog revealing itself, Darius’ eyes shot open as he wondered if the figure in front of him was the fog beast. Moisture drew to his palms as the being spoke to them all as if it was out of breath. He introduced himself as Sloth, and he intended to kill everyone.

First, he made Dante fall to his knees, a sight that nearly froze Darius in place before he witnessed Menzai’s hasty reaction. Menzai had not only saved Dante from the frightening humanoid-shaped tentacles but he went on to attack the titan of a creature despite the downward pressure everyone was feeling.

“RUN! Flee and make your way back to the village!”

That was all Darius needed to hear before he placed himself under Dante’s arm to help him up so they could all move forward. It was the first time Darius had witnessed Menzai actually display any kind of emotion since meeting him. Why couldn’t it have been humor?

“Come on fat-boy, let’s get the fuck out of here!” Darius grunted as the four humans were meant to follow Menzai’s instructions. Despite wanting to move quickly, Darius felt as if every step he made felt twice as difficult. Honestly, if it weren’t for some of Dante’s shitty training exercises, the struggle might have been a lot tougher, but together the group continued on, and over time, the pressure they felt diminished. That and being out of the swamp only aided in the movement on foot.

“Guys, listen, that Sloth dude pretty much folded our boss battle. You think Menzai’s okay?”
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Afternoon
Location: Ironhold
Interactions: Tanithil @Lava Alckon, Amisra @Tae, and Sivaros @GingerBoi123
Mentions: Annya @princess

Kaleb scanned Ironhold with a pensive expression as he had no idea which way to go. For one, everything… looked… the same… Then there were the confusing walkways leading upward, downward, and upward again… Then there were the molten canals to navigate around… Then there was the lack of signs… Then there was a lack of sky because the entire city was in a cavern… Then there were the smells…

But surprisingly enough, Kaleb kept those grievances to himself. He had a singular objective: to get into contact with Annya as quickly as possible to warn her of what occurred in the North Pass.

“Outta the way or get movin’!” A dwarf hollered from behind him. He glared back at the dwarf but proceeded forward. Arguing would be a waste of time and he did not find it to be a luxury at the moment. Besides, he needed these fast-moving dwarves if he was going to have any chance at getting to where he needed to go.

“Actually, excuse me!” Kaleb stopped to turn slightly to address the dwarf. His expression softened, but not by much

“Hm?” The dwarf raised his eyebrows in anticipation of what Kaleb had to say.

“Where’s the king stay? I have business with him but I failed to liaise with the dwarf meant to lead me to him.” Kaleb caught the dwarf’s minor skepticism and proceeded to hammer down the lie. “If you must know, I am a Sun Elf Kingdom official with a dire and classified message for your king from none other than Princess Annya… And if importance doesn’t move you, perhaps amas will.” Kaleb raised an eyebrow and held out a hand to informally solidify the deal.

“All that talking and the only thing that mattered was the last of it.” The dwarf spat in his palm and took Kaleb’s hand who winced but tightened his grip. “Now for the specifics. I ain’t taking you all the way to the other side of Ironhold. This ward is the easternmost ward and you’ll need to head that way until you reach the entrance, and then you’ll need to take yourself up the center path. It winds about a bit but I think… Hmm, my cousin says he keeps right when going that way, but I always keep left… Hmm, the path forks and forks but just try to make it as far as you can until you reach the throne.” The dwarf was nodding as he scratched his bearded cheek with his free hand.

“Well fuck…” Kaleb frowned, but poor verbal directions were better than nothing. “Good enough, friend. 30 amas!”

“Fifty!”

“Fifty? You’re not even taking me. Thirty!”

“Me not taking you is a blessing! You’re wearing those zoomies, so me not accompanying you might be a good thing, yes?” His words caused Kaleb to scowl.

“Yes… Fifty then!” The dwarf had a point and Kaleb couldn’t keep wasting time negotiating payment. The two released their hands and conducted the exchange as quickly as possible. Down to the entrance and then back up through the center! With that in mind, Kaleb dashed forth.

The short work Kaleb thought he was going to make of the route turned out to be him underestimating its length. Zoomies made people faster, but your stamina was what it was and Ironhold was the real-life version of a treadmill’s interval setting. By the time, he arrived near the cave mouth, he had to stop so he could take a breather. But every passing moment meant the Malthemoor soldiers he encountered in North Pass were still… were still doing whatever they were doing without anyone’s knowledge. Kaleb narrowed his eyes at the thought of it before inconveniently hearing something that grabbed his attention. It sounded like an argument, and when his searching found the participants of it, his eyes widened at the sight of someone swooping down using dark magic. He couldn’t make out the words from where he stood but to him, it appeared to be an altercation. Between a light elf and two individuals below, one clearly being a dark elf. Swords were drawn and the definite dark elf was wielding his magic like some sort of clawed gauntlet.

Kaleb made eye contact with one of the Ironhold guards who simply shrugged communicating that what was going on wasn’t their problem. Aren’t they allies? Fuck ‘em then. I’ll step up… and maybe… yeah… that just might get straight to the king. No more hiding. Kaleb tossed his bag down and gripped his staff in both hands

“Hey shitheads!” He spoke as he generated a heat haze as he approached. With each step, the heat haze intensified until his staff was enveloped in white-hot flames. “You dark elf assholes want humans so bad, huh? Well, you got the strongest one, right here!” The fire on the staff almost begged to spread but he kept them tamed and focused on his weapon.

In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Pancake-eater Outfit

Time: Morning
Location: Pancakes at the Park
Interaction: Ruby @SausagePat, Charlotte @princess, John @Conscripts, Devan and Kieran @Prosaic, Mayet @13org, Priscilla @mellowdy
Mention:


Lorenzo glanced from person to person caught in the chaos he felt he might have caused. The waffles were ruined, those wanting waffles were desperate, Charlotte was in tears, Devan had arrived seemingly out of nowhere (seriously where the hell did he come from!), the homeless girl named Ruby was curled up in the fetal position, and John had turned his intimidation up to one hundred with a knife in hand. Oh, and there was one other thing. Lorenzo’s gaze finally stopped on the man who had organized the serving of waffles during the Pancakes at the Park event. The mystery man was issuing a challenge, at least that’s what it seemed to be with the way he kept Charlotte from leading him away.

Also, the way he pointed that cane of his… He wants me to make the first move… Concern painted Lorenzo’s face as he instinctively took a step back not wanting to escalate things even further. He might have been able to simply run around the man. In fact, Lorenzo was a decent enough runner, or at least he thought so. The idea of zipping past the man was favorable in his head before he realized something. Something that kept him frozen in place. Oh dear… What if he’s faster than me?! I-I can’t tell whether or not he’d catch me. I can’t chance it! Lorenzo was panicking now as he did not wish to fight this man or anyone for that matter. He glanced at John again, but the thought of having him fight in his stead was risky. What if this man bested John? Lorenzo wouldn’t be able to live with that kind of a shame. To have your new doctor-friend get beaten up over spilled waffles.

Lorenzo was looking around now, almost like someone searching for the nearest weapon as he backed away from the ever-still cane-wielding man. He hadn’t even taken a step forward, but Lorenzo found his stillness unsettling. All hope seemed to drift away until…

YES! HER! Hope finally returned to Lorenzo as his eyes landed on the perfect person for his dilemma. She was with a particular pair of children of a particular woman he had never seen eye to eye with. Literally, Lorenzo and Victoria Edwards almost never made eye contact if either of them could help it. He didn't enjoy being rude to the young Edwards but this matter in front of him was pressing!

“Mayeeeet!” His voice almost cracked with glee as he waved at the Alidasht royal. “Mayet! My good friend! Whoops…” Lorenzo had noticed he forgot to address her by her title. That was a mistake he did not wish to make with the fierce young woman, especially with her tiger in her company. “Shezzz… um uh… Oh! Shezhadi Mayet! Shezhadi Mayet, please come here! No need for a royal like yourself to sit in the grass of a public park when my garden is right across the way!” He pointed at his estate. “You can bring the big cat too! My chef, Gil can prepare a tasty rare steak for the feline! We just need to walk right past this gentleman. Him!” Lorenzo was pointing at the man in a similar fashion, except with his index finger. In a low voice, Lorenzo replied to the mysterious man wielding the golden skull staff.

“I love waffles… I really, really do but today you lose good sir.” Lorenzo’s confidence was returning as he felt he had the scariest woman he had ever met on his side now, or so he hoped…


In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Afternoon
Location: Oasis near Dugmaghord
Interactions: Rosaria @potter, Nuallán @13org
Mentions:



Slick remained stoic, not wanting to kindle any flames of tension any which way. It was obvious his words struck a nerve in both elves. “No need to beat a dead horse, Nuallán. I hear ya. You'll gun me down if I disrespec' your lady. Simple solution to my rough words against a soft heart. No more talkin’ from ol’ Slick. Best to keep quiet anyway… It’ll give us an edge.” Slick spoke as he crouched down while holding his crossbow at the low ready in a spot that was good for surveying an open area containing a pond. The outlaw was tempted to say something that would make both elves tremble harder than the tail of a spooked rattler, but he let his last comment be the last minor dig at the entire reason for the tension at hand.

Come on, Slick. You can’t go hurtin’ feelings in a whole wide world out to get ya! Aurora wouldn’t be too happy if her princess returned with a twisted up face.

The trio being invisible to everything but each other was something Slick found mighty nifty. He would have nearly sold his soul to be able to mask himself from both sight and smell back on the frontier. Avalia truly was a grand gift of an experience at times. Sure, there were ways to mask yourself in the old west but it always meant covering yourself with something unpleasant.

He aimed down his sights at something shifting in the brush. Most likely a creature attempting to get a drink from the pond. Hell, he might do the same after putting the thing down. He took aim, and with a shallow exhale, he fired as hit breached the treeline.
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Afternoon
Location: Ironhold
Interactions:
Mentions: Eris @Tae


Kaleb slammed his palms against the wall in front of him. He knew the wall wouldn’t simply open up like a magical door and return him to Eris and the burning wilds of North Pass but it was difficult for him to just leave from the spot he felt planted in. Even as he hung his head in defeat, he remained, hoping and waiting for another rift. Fuck… reality had begun to set in but snapped at it, committing to his denial further.

“Fuck… Fuck! It can’t happen like this! ERIS! ERIS! Why did you do this?!” Kaleb pounded his fist against the stone wall, this time creating small flames on impact. “Why couldn’t I…” Kaleb sighed deeply as he buried his face in his hands. He wondered what his four months of training even amounted to if he wasn’t even capable of protecting himself and Eris when it counted. Now, he stood wherever this dark and hot place he had been sent to, wondering what her fate was. He wiped his hands down from his face, revealing his expression of distraught.

“I will find you again, Kaleb, whether in this life or the next.”

“Why did she say it like that?” He could have answered it himself… he just didn’t want to feel the pain that came with that answer. He attempted to shake the thought away but he couldn’t stop hearing her last words to him. He placed his back against the wall and slid down to the alley floor. “She’ll come through any minute now, and then she can tell me what this place is… Yeah, then-”

“Ye sure enjoy speakin’ ye self, elf. Perhaps Sun Elf Kingdom sent their worst to us.” Two black-bearded dwarves strolled through the alley with a hovering cart filled with wooden crates.

“Typical. Of course, they would send a milk drinker with shiny arm’r.”

“But brother… aren’t they all just milk drinkers with shiny arm’r?” The two dwarves burst into gut-wrenching laughter. Kaleb shot the two a look of distaste. Four months ago, he might have exploded both figuratively and magically (if that makes sense). With what he was going through, he felt he might just do it to find some sort of release to take his anguish out on.

“And aren’t you all just stubborn height-envy dudes that overcompensate with your facial hair?” Kaleb dished back as he stood up, knowing his words wouldn’t be well received. It definitely stopped the bout of laughter between the pair. They looked at Kaleb with raised brows. “Before you ask. I didn’t stutter.”

“Oh, we right heard ye, elf. And what, ye standin’ up to prove your own words?”

“Why don’t ye go back to speakin’ to ye self and fussin’ wit that wall eh?” The dwarf reached for a hammer on his belt. “Don’t forget where ye are! This be Ironhold, and no one in these walls will miss a milk-drinkin’ elf.” Kaleb was locking eyes with him before he broke contact to look at his surroundings (which didn’t amount to much due to being in an alley).

“Did you just say Ironhold?”

“Yeah he did. And me brother didn’t stu’er either.”

“Ye lost?”

“No, he’s a fool. How could one not know where we are? The greatest city to be built in all of Avalia. Home to the greatest people of Avalia.”

“Right. They really did send their worse… Come on brother, I think we might have broken this one.” The other dwarf shrugged as the two continued on their way

“Guess so. Or maybe he’s be’er now that he quit talkin’. Da always said the less an elf spoke, the be’er.”

“Be’er for them or us?” The two broke into another hearty laugh until they exited the alley, leaving Kaleb staring blankly with his mouth agape.

Ironhold…

“The portals depend on many upon many factors. Distance, focus, emotional stability, whether or not it’s here in Avalia… The more of those things in effect, the more strenuous the ability is… Oh and the more strenuous, the more unpredictable it can be as well, and then with unpredictability, it makes the strain worse. See, factors upon factors.”

“No.” Kaleb quietly denied it, but the memory of her brought on her last words once more.

“I will find you again, Kaleb, whether in this life or the next.”

“Fuck this!” He yelled before grabbing his staff from off the ground and storming towards the alley exit with it resting on his shoulder. For a moment, he stopped to look back to where he had appeared through the portal. He was afraid if he left, he’d be abandoning an exhausted or hurt Eris that might come through any moment now. But if she can’t even form a rift to here, then she needs help out there. He balled up his free hand and briefly squeezed before continuing ahead.

Stepping out into one of the main walkways, Kaleb was graced with the sight of Ironhold’s city. Sure he was serious about trying to find a way out of this place, but he couldn’t help but stop and stare at the intricacies of the city. For one, it was built within a cavern. The city would have been too dark to navigate if it weren’t for the bright molten metal and stone coursing through the city like artistic waterways. It appeared as if the wrong step meant you were a goner and that vegetation was not much of a consideration. A true mining city… A true mining city he was definitely lost in.
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay







Time: Afternoon
Location: North Pass



A giggle escaped Eris before she smirked at Kaleb and simply nodded in response to her falling into his arms. Words weren’t always needed between the two of them. She watched him enter her room, close her door, and lock it, something she was grateful for. “I couldn’t agree with you more, I think we need a nice break from them. Maybe get you to take me on a date, hmm?” She said in response, a slightly teasing tone to her voice, as she moved over to the bed and sat next to him. She sat quite close to him, grinning at him as she began idly braiding her hair. Kaleb's eyes are intimately focused on her. “I promise to make it worth your while if we do.” She winked at him playfully, wanting to get a rise out of him in some form.

And what she got was an exciting look of curiosity accompanied by a playful grin. Kaleb knew he had Eris exactly where he wanted her right now, but the idea of earning his desires was more delectable. A trading of affection? No, it was a sharing of it as the pair would enjoy every step of the way to gratification. Subtle or obvious. Deep or shallow. Their moments together had always been to their liking.

Kaleb leaned in, his face only inches from hers as his body generated a soothing warmth. Eris' eyes trailed down to his lips for the briefest of moments before they met his eyes once more, a smirk still gracing her own lips.

“Hmmm. I guess I better spoil you huh?” Kaleb spoke softly. They maintained eye contact for several seconds, silently confirming their intentions before Kaleb spoke once more to break the silence. “Come on, let me surprise you then.” He took her hand as he got up from the bed, gently leading her. A small giggle escaped Eris as she made no protest to him leading her wherever he decided he wished to go.

“To be spoiled and surprised? Now that does sound like quite the adventure.” She responded, but bid him to pause for only a moment as she grabbed her coat and put it on. Kaleb had a ring of warmth, but she hadn’t bought herself such a luxury and needed to bundle up a little extra in order to stay warm in the frigid climate of North Pass. She also slipped on some gloves before moving back to his side, her hand finding his as their fingers laced together. “Lead away, darling. You have me quite intrigued by whatever you’re planning within that brilliant mind.”

“You’ll see.”

The two departed Eris’ room and set out to peruse the shops. It was something that had become a bit of a pastime for the two. Besides the promise of blistering cold weather, scenic pseudo-eastern architecture, and warm savory meals, North Pass had little to offer compared to hubs such as Roshmi City or River Port. And so, indulging in delightful treats while roaming from shop to shop with great company was something fun the pair both grew to love. Visiting so many places always allowed for the chance to connect with the locals. Eris especially enjoyed getting some of the delicious treats. Her favorite was the rice cakes and so it was only natural she insisted they get some once they reached the shopping area.

It was this afternoon, however, when he used this activity as a way for Kaleb to throw Eris off the trail for what he truly had in mind. The woman had called his mind brilliant, yet if that were true, Kaleb would have to admit Eris’ was nothing short of blinding. He retained a smug confident expression as they walked side by side, feeling his surprise was safely guarded. However, for Eris, something about his expression keyed her onto the fact that he truly had something else planned. She didn’t say anything, however, as she didn’t want him thinking she was going to catch on to him. Kaleb was quite prideful and if she could bring him joy even just by pretending not to realize he was trying to throw her off, then she would do so. She did briefly wonder what the rest of the group were up to and how that hunt was going. There were plenty of dangerous things within the wilds here in North Pass and she wondered if the hunting group would come across any of them.

Before she realized it, they were standing at the start of a snow-sprinkled cobblestone path leading out of the city. It was here where Kaleb stopped in his tracks, eyeing the path that appeared to span up into the snow-covered hills.

“Ever take this path?” Kaleb asked. Up close the appearance of fresh boot tracks accompanied by the indication of something being dragged was visible in the snow.

Eris took a moment to look down the path. She examined her surroundings, taking in clues and having a feeling she knew what he was now up to, but she still refused to let on. Instead, she would simply answer his question.

“I can’t honestly say I have. I haven’t spent too much time exploring the paths that lead outside of the town.” She said with a small laugh, not entirely a lie. She preferred to stay within the safety of the town as she didn’t wish to find herself in any sort of trouble. While she was quite powerful with magic, yes, she didn’t like having to fight things if she didn’t have to and so she kept herself out of as many situations that could lead to a fight as she could.

“Then I’ll continue to be your guide. Come.” He said as he stepped onto the path with a rare smile on his face. She gave him a suspicious look but still smiled as she followed him down the path.

“How often have you come out here?” She asked him after a few moments of silence. Kaleb briefly peered at Eris from the corners of his eyes a shrugged nonchalantly.

“Botan sent me down this thing once or twice…” He sighed at the thought of the crazy panda man’s training regiment, indicating not having great memories of the path they now walked. “But..” He chuckled as he looked her way again, slightly squeezing her hand. “I’ll make sure you enjoy it.” He promised without having to utter the word.

A small laugh escaped Eris as Kaleb mentioned Botan and the not-so-fond way he spoke of the man, but Eris knew that the time he’d spent with the man had been very beneficial. She was quite glad that she’d suggested he seek Botan out to train. He’d been a good fit for Kaleb, even if Kaleb didn’t think so. “Any time I get to spend with you I can honestly say I always enjoy it so I have no doubts that you’ll make today’s adventure splendid.” She said as she gave him a soft smile and squeezed his hand back.

While continuing along the path, Kaleb suddenly nodded in a direction off of the path, following the tracks left behind by whoever had been ahead of the pair.

“This way. Almost there, trust me.” Eris couldn’t help the internal laugh she had when he told her to trust him. Little did he know he was maybe the only one she trusted and that was quite the big deal. She didn’t even have a chance to comment, however, as they pushed through some shrubbery and found a canine demihuman North Pass local standing at the crest of a steep snow-covered hill with… a sled?

The demihuman nodded with a smile before he and Kaleb reached out toward each other, exchanging amas with a tight handshake.

“The other half as promised.”

“Just keep her in one piece for me.” The demihuman was referring to the sled he arranged to have Kaleb borrow in between the shop perusing.

“Of course!” Kaleb stepped away from the demihuman who was already making his leave.

Eris was quite surprised when she felt her face light up some. She looked to Kaleb whose eyes met hers.

“Oh I haven’t been sledding since I was a little girl!” She said joyfully, having fond memories of going sledding with her mother. She leaned over and kissed Kaleb’s cheek, smiling warmly at him. “Thank you, Kaleb, this is a wonderful surprise.”

“I knew you'd like it.” Kaleb was nearly grinning from ear to ear before quickly mocking a pout. “But is that all I get?” Eris looked at him for a moment before a mischievous grin crossed her features.

“My, my, is someone a bit greedy? Perhaps I planned on giving you more as our little adventure progressed. Reward you for your patience, if you will.” She giggled as she booped his nose before turning towards the sled. She walked towards it, her hips swaying some before she glanced over her shoulder. “Am I going to have to ride down this big hill all alone, or are you going to join me?” She asked him playfully, noticing the flash of excitement on Kaleb’s face. She successfully piqued his interest in what she had in store even more now. It was quite the skill considering how hard-to-please the young man seemed to be with others.

“As if you have to ask after what you just did there.” Kaleb adjusted his equipment, more specifically, his staff that might get in the way when sitting. Once set, he followed Eris to the sled, allowing her to take a seat while he held onto the rear of it. He leaned forward as close as he could without pushing the sled forward so he could speak softly. “Ready?” Eris glanced over her shoulder at Kaleb with a grin, feeling as mischievous as ever.

“Are you?” She asked him as she leaned back into him, pressing herself in closer to him than was actually necessary. The warmth of his body against hers was actually rather pleasant and she was almost able to forget about the cold completely for a moment. The breath of his quiet laughter tickled her cheek just before the sled slid forward.

With as much grace as Kaleb could muster, he seated himself right behind Eris before they picked up too much speed. It was once he was securely seated with his arms around Eris that the moment felt… completely yet pleasantly normal. No war. No magic. The only fantastical occurrence was how pure and cherished this moment was. As they slid down the steep hill, kicking up the snow behind them, laughing with joy as they went further and further along, the moment only grew richer.

As sensational as the moment was, it may be that very element that makes this tale all the more tragic…

“That was…” Kaleb couldn’t find the words as the sled began to slow to a halt. “Blissful?” Eris offered as she looked at him with a joyous grin. Joy. Something Eris hadn't truly experienced in a very long time. To live in this moment would be something she had a feeling she could easily give up everything for.

She found herself moving to get up and as she did she found herself now facing Kaleb. She paused and slowly began leaning in closer to Kaleb once again, their faces inches apart. She was getting lost in the moment, but the snap of a branch brought her back to reality. Alarm crossed her face and she was on her feet in seconds. Her eyes began scanning the trees before a deer ran out and past them. A nervous breath escaped her and she let out a laugh as she turned back to look at Kaleb. “For a second there I thought we might be in trouble.”

“Out here? I doubt it. Annya picked this- ERIS!” He shoved her just in time to avoid a sphere of darkness. At the same moment, Kaleb used his shove as a means to push himself away to narrowly dodge the projectile. Eris let out a gasp as she fell, hitting the snow-covered ground just in time to watch that dark orb hit a tree. Alarm once again crossed her features as she quickly glanced at Kaleb to make sure he was unharmed. She quickly moved towards him, throwing a shield of light around them to obscure them from view for a moment. “Shit.” Kaleb almost appeared shaken.

“I’m unsure of how the fuck they found us other than someone possibly tipping them off, but either way we need to go. Please tell me you’re unharmed.” There was genuine concern and fear in her eyes as she looked at him. She had no clue how many there were just yet, but if she knew dark elves then there likely would be more than just the two of them could handle. And her assumption was made true as the shadows of several trees shifted unnaturally.

“I-I’m…” His eyes were still affixed to the dark orb’s point of origin, and though it was very brief, this was the first time in a long time that Kaleb felt unsure of himself. He had dodged the magical attack, but reality had mercilessly hit him square in the face. However, instead of leaving him shaken, it just made him a tad bit pissed off. “I’m fine!“ He forced the answer out while his palms emitted an orange glow. “We can take th-” Kaleb stopped speaking the moment they caught sight of at least five dark elves bounding up bearing weapons and magic. “I guess you’re right again... Come on, this way!” The two started running but not back up the hill they came down.

However, running would not be enough for Kaleb and Eris, as their pursuers were a trained team of Malthemoor magus agents. There were eight of them, and typically that was enough for these dark elves adept in both magical ability and ranger skills. They were by no means front linemen but running into them spelled either death or capture. The high optics of the war have forced this particular group of agents to venture with about the same amount of equipment a common hunter might or even less to draw less attention than an identifiable dark elf normally would.

Running in the snow wasn’t an easy feat and Eris knew they couldn’t run forever. She needed to figure out how to get them out of there safely. She could use her magic to make them invisible, but that would do nothing for the tracks they would leave in the snow. The same went for creating illusions of them to try and split the dark elves up. They certainly would figure out quickly which were the illusions and which weren’t when the tracks started disappearing. She could portal them out, but she would need a moment to be able to stop and focus on that. She needed a way to stall them for long enough to do so. Wait! That was it! “Kaleb! I need you to-” She was cut off as immense pain shot through her left shoulder and she let out a scream as she stumbled and fell.

“Eris!” He called as he skidded to a stop so he could address her injury. “What do you need me to do?!”

Eris looked down at the dark magic-imbued arrow, feeling like the world was spinning some. Kaleb wanted to help her but there was a far more pressing task.

”T-the trees, Kaleb! Behind us! Burn them!” Was all she could manage to say as she got herself back to her feet. Kaleb wished he could do more for her wound but he’d just need to channel that frustration into his magic. To burn the trees in this majestic wilderness that served as a source of food, shelter, and the identity of this North Pass’ woodlands, was a hard thing to consider sacrificing…

“Fuck ‘em!” Kaleb thrust his palms forward firing a barrage of fireballs at not just the trees, but everything behind them. Kaleb inhaled deeply as he shut his hands while his eyes scanned the scattered flames dancing on the trees and then after the brief pause, he opened his hands with a grunt. Reacting to his actions the already present flames seem to burst with a flash of blue, spreading even more across the bushes and trees. As for Eris, the pain in her shoulder was an annoying distraction, but she tried to push it aside as she started focusing her magic to try and open a portal.

Another magic-imbued arrow flew threw the flames but hit the snow-covered ground. The potency of the darkness was weaker on this arrow but its proximity was too close for comfort. Kaleb positioned himself in front of Eris as he drew his bo staff as streaks of dark magic were being used to bat out some of the flames. Kaleb could have expended more flames, but he had learned early on that it was easier to manipulate what was already present than to create something new. Spread, boys. Burn this whole motherfucker down.

Opening this portal was proving to be far more difficult than it normally was for Eris and it was frustrating her. Perhaps it was the stress of the situation or the injury, but this one wasn’t as easy to open as the one she threw Bowyn through. She watched as another arrow came flying through and she let out a frustrated scream, letting her emotions get the better of her. Apparently, that’s what she needed, though, as the portal opened. She immediately knew she wouldn’t be able to hold it for long and she felt her heart sink as she knew what she was going to have to do.

“Kaleb, you need to go. I’ll distract them, but you need to take this portal to safety please.” She said to him, implying that she wasn’t going to follow. He barely looked over his shoulder at her before returning his sights back toward the approaching dark elves.

“Tch. Not gonna happen. Get in there! We’re leaving together!” There was a sudden spread of pitch blackness beyond the flames. Eris had spun on him, ready to snap at him, but then she saw what was beyond the flames. They didn’t have time, she needed to do something to get him through that portal fast. She reached out and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards her as if she were heading towards the portal too. She paused, however, and turned to look at him. Before he could say anything, her lips met his in a kiss that would rattle the stars. When she pulled away there were tears in her eyes as she looked at him.

“I will find you again, Kaleb, whether in this life or the next.” With those words, Eris shoved him hard through the portal. By the time he even realized what Eris had done, it was too late.

“Eris, please!” Like the maw of a colossal beast, the portal consumed him before snapping shut. The moment he hit the smooth stone ground he whipped around only to find an empty wall of a dimly lit alley in place of Eris and the chaos she had been in the midst of.

“Eris… Come on, stop playing around. Come through this… fucking wall. Please.” The realization was setting in for him, but he didn't want to accept it. For he feared if he did, the guilt might destroy him.


In Young Justice → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Location: Kobra Facility, New Mexico
Interactions: The Team, specifically Aleen’a @baraquiel


Viktor was in front of the wall by the time it was blasted open due to Kass’ and Alisa’s efforts. With the wall breached so suddenly (the shock). Zach only needed to add in the flash (the awe). The excitement Viktor had been feeling since the drive to the location had peaked the moment Zach spoke the magic words.

“Skrowerif! Selkraps!”

At La Hoya, he left to counter surveil. In Gotham, he deployed without his equipment. Then Atlantis had him completely out of his own element…. And Vegas… let’s not even bring that mission up. This was the first time in months that Viktor felt he could use everything he had at his disposal. One might assume he set things in motion to be this way.

“I know you’re all wondering what we’ll do once we break into the building in such a manner. It is very different than what we have typically done, but it is simple. As soon as Zatara disorientates our enemies within… We neutralize as many of them as possible. We lack the intel and waiting is not an option any of us should be comfortable with. So we overwhelm the enemy before they even realize what’s happening.”

This was Viktor’s guidance on the way to the facility, and it was current his objective, even now.

He lunged through the opening first as Zach’s magic not only visually and auditorily disoriented anyone in the large area but the sparkles, something Viktor assumed was something Zach had improvised due to how dark the inside of the facility was. Good thinking!

Only one person was in view, skillfully hanging from the overhead walkway equipped with a rifle. There was a brief moment where he felt he may have led everyone into a trap but there was no stopping now. No hesitation. Viktor leaped upward and grabbed the rifle by the barrel before punching toward her stomach, hoping a hard strike to her core would weaken the grip of her legs on the walkway. Whether she dropped or not, Viktor was taking her weapon with him.
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Afternoon
Location: Myriamor
Interactions: Myra @13org, Maeryn @princess, Alaia @Alivefalling
Mentions:


"No come?"

Myra’s question caused Astra’s brows to raise. She had heard the demon’s many times over the past few months but it was still something that got a visible reaction out of her. She approached Myra before gently rustling the hair atop her head. Astra kept up a warm smile.

“Don’t worry about me. As I said, I’ll catch up. You’ll hardly notice I’m gone.” Astra winked before turning from Myra and walking off in the opposite direction with her purchased camel by her side.

“We move, Myra. Now!” Vrexen ordered.

When the four finally set out, Vrexen tore off his cloak as it would impede his movement while traveling. The downside was…

“My nemesis…” He looked up at the pink-hued sun in the sky. "If only I could reach you…” He growled before lunging forth to keep up with Maeryn riding his flightless bird.

“INSTEAD, THIS ANGUISH I FEEL SHALL BE DELIVERED TO MY VICTIMS!!!”

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Meanwhile, Astra had arrived at the Odds and Ends stall looking more relaxed than usual.

“Hello there! Is there anything you might be interested in? An outfit? Or perhaps a fine bag? Or better yet, both!” The stall owner greeted.

“Listen!” Her tone was surprisingly sharp. “I know what I want, and if I want anything else, I’ll know that too.”

“Uh..”

“Just let a girl take her time, okay? Halastra knows I have plenty of it to waste right now.”
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay




Time: Evening
Location: Fog Beast Lair
Interactions: Isolde @Blizz, Dante @Alivefalling, Menzai @samreaper, and Aidan @potter
Mentions:


The group of five venture forth into the wilderness with Mensai taking the lead. Along the way, Darius couldn’t help but feel anxious at the thought of getting into a real fight with what he could only assume from Menzai’s instructions was a dangerous creature. It was during the trek, that Darius attempted to be sly while walking closely beside Menzai. “So… I wonder if this fog beast is of fog or just in the fog y’know?” Of course Darius failed at trying to squeeze a bit of extra information out of Menzai as he always had.

Fortune slightly favored him as his question might have been answered when the group approached and stepped into an unnaturally thick fog. It was cool against his skin but not in a refreshing way. The cold touch of the fog threatened to form goosebumps across his skin. And the smell… It wasn’t awful but it made him ponder what could be producing such a scent. Shit is about to get real… He hadn’t said a word in a minute or two which wasn’t normal of him. Darius was just too nervous about the situation at hand.

Then he heard it, the sounds from the creature briefly stopping him in his tracks. He sighed as he realized his instincts took hold of him and continued with the others. Looking at each of them, he wondered how they were holding up. Everyone was quiet, so it was hard to tell, but if Darius were to guess, he might have been the most bothered by the situation. I have them with me though. We’ll beat this thing together. He tightened his grip around the knife he had grabbed earlier. He felt something run down his face. Am I really sweating? Come on it can’t be that bad. He wiped away the droplet that had run along his jawline just before Menzai came to a halt

“The beast lurks within to the northeast about twenty-two feet within. I shall lead you until we are nearly upon it then from that moment forth it shall be up to the four of you to determine how to handle the creature. Remember my rules and know that I will give no aid nor advice unless things go dire which I will give the command to retreat. One warning… Refuse and you will remain at the village. You merely need to knock it unconscious for victory though if you slay it then I will offer a bonus reward to each of you.”

Darius gave Menzai a silent nod as he looked into his left hand which he used to wipe his face. He raised his eyebrow for a moment. “Is..?” He looked around at the surrounding fog and for a moment wafting his left hand around as he did so. “Of course!” Darius covered his mouth after the exclamation. “Sorry, I thought I was so nervous I was sweating, but it’s vapor in the fog. I mean, I’m not nervous. Just thought that sweat equaled nervousness, which was kinda silly to think I was in the first place. Anyway, no more shouting out of me.”

After some time, the group continued. With each step, Darius slightly winced. He hated the feeling of mud under his feet, and that’s exactly what this felt like. Why couldn’t we have just fought a firebreathing dragon in a cave or a giant cyclops in the hills? I’d be away from my element but this kinda sucks.

In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Pancake-eater Outfit

Time: Morning
Location: Pancakes at the Park
Interaction: Ruby @SausagePat
Mention:


Lorenzo held his ground so sure that he had asserted himself, something he had rarely indulged in. He wanted so badly to smile at such a grand moment but the confrontation was far from over. He’d have to keep up his farce of aggressiveness to ironically stay out of trouble, or so that is what he believed. Surprisingly even the vagrant woman had reinforced him despite their initial interaction.

It was Charlotte’s arrival that caused the duke’s eyes to widen some. He hadn’t even granted thought to the fact that he was causing such a huge scene during what was supposed to be a calming morning feast.

"Um, is everything okay?" Her words softened his expression as his goal was not to embarrass her but instead be like a frigate bird and intimidate an unruly patron.

“Of course, Charlotte. Just having a slight disagreement is all.” He attempted to downplay the moment but caught her scowling at the man he was having trouble with. Lorenzo would do anything to keep his dear Lottie out of situations like this.

He had started to mentally find some way to gain control of things while he felt he could when the strangest thing happened…. Charlotte actually knew the vagrant. By name? This was just another concern to put atop the pile Lorenzo shamefully owned. He would definitely have a talk with her later. Charlotte had knack for bringing home oddities, people included.

"Hello again, Ruby. It's nice to see you... You have picked out an impressive selection of waffles for yourself there, I see."

“Hello Charlotte. Oh, dear. You must get yourself a plate… Did you ever find your papa?”

“You know her?” Lorenzo would have said more but Dr.John Williamson had arrived and in style. Lorenzo wouldn’t say it out loud but the two-finger mock salute was absolutely stunning and something he wished to use himself… and so he did just that. He returned the gesture with a slight nod.

“Greetings to you as well Dr. Williamson. It is a pleasure to see you again.” Lorenzo said almost smitten with the presence of good company. Lorenzo had nearly forgotten his altercation that was still very present as the man with the blond slicked back hair was fuming now. The duke had invited not one, but two people to join him in the holding up of the waffle line. At first, he thought himself outnumbered until he heard the mumbled complaints from those behind him. Besides, he was dealing with Duke Vikena, the fool of the royal court. The patron balled his fists and let his voice carry with intensity!

“NO MORE! The only fool that’ll be in the damned newspaper is you, the waffle bitch, the fucker in the green, yes you! And your whore of daughter!” The man took a single step forward, asserting that he wouldn’t be backing down. “The ‘Whore of Veirmont’ is bound to surpass her father and hop on every single Alidasht-shezzy-prince cock, you rat-faced son of a bitch!” The man quickly reminded him that the issue had not simply gone away, and Lorenzo couldn’t agree more. The man never cared much about the soiling of his own name, but Charlotte was off limits! He gripped the plate in his hand as he got ready to shout back but the other man spoke sooner.

“...”

“And you fucking stand there and block us commoners from enjoying delicious waffles! Is that all Duke Lorenzo is good for?! Ruining every fucking event with his presence?! Or is the bastard only good at getting away with murdering his cunt of a wife aye?!”

“...”

“Move out of the way! We’re hungry back here!”

“Stop this senseless bickering! I want waffles!”

“Is that crazy duke really holding up our breakfast?!”

“You hear them or are you fucking deaf, Duke Vikena?! Move the fuck on so we can have our waffles!” The man stepped closer to the frozen Lorenzo. “Move, won’t you!” Despite his words he wasn’t asking.

“...”

“For fuck sake, I’ll just take em!” The man proceeded to shove Lorenzo, but was gripped by his hands and swung into the serving table, knocking the table with the remaining waffles over. In the process, Lorenzo had dropped his own empty plate onto the grass.

“Have them then!” Lorenzo watched as the patron toppled over the falling table and onto the ground taking every single waffle left with him.

“WHAT IN THE FUCK?!

“THE WAFFLES!”

What had Lorenzo done now?
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