Polaris North

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

S H A V I S N A M I S T A

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From what she could gather, it would seem like they had a rather solid group. Scarlett wasn't used to being in a team, as far as she could remember, but it shouldn't be too hard to work around her moves. It wasn't long until they had all reconvened. She snickered when Scarlett alerted them that all of the information she had gathered was personal and not something they should be interested in knowing. "That's our team player right there." And maybe teasing the mage people warned you not to piss off wasn't the best idea, but Shavis never claimed to be full of good ideas.

Tilnak had also returned and showed them an imitation of the map and the breeding grounds of the Makara. "That's good information to have. We probably need to look into the breeding grounds so we're going to rely on you to help us get there, Tilnak. Thanks!" He then displayed his powers— earth magic and what seemed to be shields... thaumaturgy? Shavis was about to comment on it when Scarlett began her transformation, as Shavis saw it as, and it seemed to have been activated by the shield that Tilnak had formed around them for but a mere moment.

Once it was gone, she seemed to be staring at Tilnak but made no move to attack. Shavis gave a small, apologetic smile to Lapis before moving to Scarlett. "Alright Scarlett, you need to take a breather. Out we go. Come on." Because she had been used to it. Injuries incurred from trying to keep a ballistic Scarlett in check but feeling no remorse for the actions. And even if Scarlett harmed her then, she just bore it with a chuckle and waited for her to calm down before following the rest of the group.

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The travel being as uneventful as it is, Shavis mostly exchanged idle talks with the others or played with Shadar during it. Hours passed by and the sun placed itself on the horizon and it didn't look like they would have a lot of time before nightfall. Shavis wasn't too keen on traveling in a bog during the night.

When they arrived at the town, they were ushered into the elder's home with urgency. As they traveled through the town, it was clear that the Makara had done their damage. Even if they didn't want to harm the makara, there was no doubt that the destruction they can bring was substantial. They had to solve this and quickly. As they were walking, Shavis summoned three small avian spirits before letting them fly off with the intention of scanning the immediate area around the town. Shadar, back to his full size, padded behind the group.

The town had become dreary and heavy with hopelessness and Shavis couldn't blame them.

They went into the elder's home and Shavis nodded in gratitude to the man who led them there. She put Shadar outside the elder's home to, once again, stay alert if something ever happens all of a sudden. Unfortunately, it didn't seem like the elder had any insight as to why the makara had started encroaching into human territory. "Haven't had visitors come through your town? Cause it's either a more powerful predator moving in or some folks carving up a piece of the marsh that's causing the makara to leave."

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Mako reached her room and let out a sigh. It would be good to get out of the armor, she thought to herself as she began to disarm herself. She would have been fumbling around had it been just her but the body itself seemed to know what to do by instinct and Mako just followed whatever Alexisa's body told her to do. As she laid down the armor to the side, she gazed outside the window. It was beautiful. She would never see a sight like this back in the city with light pollution dimming the night sky.

But even then, the payment to see this was quite heavy. She would miss the comfort that Tokyo brought her. Even though she had led a dull life that likely led to a decline, having to sleep and rest without the hum of electricity in her ears would prove to be a little difficult. Just knowing that she had to pretend to be someone else for the rest of her life would likely also keep her up at night.

She moved for the bed, her body far too tired to even think about bathing for the night, when a voice piped up.

Mako's hand instinctively went to the sword resting by the bedside table as she turned to face the order of the voice that was sounding more and more familiar with every passing second. "Sigridelle. It's just you." She breathed out in relief, feeling more at ease knowing that someone who knew her was around. Her grip around the sword's handle slackened as she sat down on the bed. "How was... business I guess? Handled everything?"

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

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She nodded at Hector's decision to stay back, allowing Tilnak and Scarlett to move however they want to and meet up with them back here. She doubted they would take a long time to get said information so Shavis was more than happy to be able to talk with her teammates. She had already known how Scarlett operated, though only through hearsay as she neve went on any particular mission with her before. Tilnak was a bit more of a mystery but she was sure that her fellow Belua wouldn't mind sharing such combat information with them.

"Long-range combatant, huh? I'll be counting on you a lot then." Shavis said with a nod, feeling safe knowing that someone had a better scope of the battlefield than she did. She knew that she had a tendency to hyperfocus on enemies in front of her and have trouble keeping up when there were too many angles to focus on during a fight. "And simple healing can go a long way in a fight. I'll thank you in advance for taking care of me." She flashed him a toothy grin. Her eyes fell upon the familiar as it stared at her, unblinking. She stared back, tilting her head to the side. "He seems like a cute little guy. Not off-putting at all!" She reassured him.

She then turned to Lapis as she excitedly commented about them being Invokers. It was a pleasant surprise that there were so many of them and Shavis wasn't going to complain about having more combatants on the playing field. "I'm sure we can think up of something on the fly for those combination attacks. Like a jet stream of water pumped full of lightning, that'll get 'em!"

"Oh, my familiar Shadar here helps me out on the field. If you're seeing two of him, I promise you're not hallucinating. He can split himself." She snickered, reaching up to pat the familiar's head as he lounged on her shoulder. He was deceptively small as he laid there, gazing at the other mages. "Got a couple other tricks with spirits but I'll show you guys as we go. Can't ruin all of the surprises now, can we?"

Lapis admitted to both of them that she was an esper. Oh, then it did make sense that she would want to go on this low-ranking mission instead of going for a different one. Shavis nodded, turning serious for the moment. "I do. I lived in the forest for most of my life and co-existing with beasts has been our way of life. Anything that upsets the ecosystem is something we seek to stop." She reached over to give a reassuring pat to the younger Reaver. "We'll get to the bottom of this and get those Makara back into their territory."

She stood back, pressing a hand to her chin in thought. Shavis wasn't much of a planner or a logical person overall. That was what Patia was for. Still. "I'm not very familiar with espers such as you though. Mine is more of an instinct. Could you... somehow communicate with creatures? Or is it just a one-way street?"

Her ears twitched, hearing footsteps coming down the hall. So she checked, peering over one of the corners to see that one of theirs had finally found their way back. She let out a sharp whistle to snap Scarlett out of her head, something Shavis had grown accustomed to doing around the reaver. She wouldn't want to be on the opposite side of her magic after all. "All done with your preparations?"

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Mako looked at her, trying to fight back the look of surprise and shock. She cleared her throat and nodded. "Thank you for your kind service." She gave the matron a nod before returning to her food. Whether it was because she was a warrior or it was because this person somehow recognized Alexisa as a Githameire, Mako didn't really want to think too much about it right then and there.

When she finished partaking in the meal, she tidied up the plates and made sure the plates were on top of each other. With that, Mako stood up and approached the matron when she saw that there was a lull in the activity. "Ah, I've finished. Might I have the key to the room?" Surely, they had keys in this time. Or something along those lines.

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"Room 3 would be nice. Thank you." She figured it would be the one room that was at least the most isolated. She wasn't sure how well Alexisa's body took fatigue but Mako wanted to give as much time as she could for the body to rest. If that meant she needed peace and quiet and sleep all the way to noon, then so be it.

After a few bites in, she looked back up— a little bit of clarity in her eyes. "Oh, how much will it be for the room and food? I have some sparse amount of coins that I've brought with me and I hope it's enough to cover it." Well, she didn't exactly know how much she had.

Alter Ego: Transported to Another World because of a Celestial Mix-Up!

For the most part, Mako got what she wanted. She was left alone by the people inside the tavern. She wondered what kind of status the armor she wore. What did it mean to be a warden? She let out a breath, placing her head against the back of her hand. She closed her eyes and let herself rest for the moment.

She could hear what sounded to be a couple of children talking about a soldier. Probably her. Before being corrected, Alexisa was a warden. A higher position than most soldiers. She supposed a noble wouldn't have settled for a lower position. However, the children were soon silenced by other people.

The smell of food overpowered everything else and she looked up, opening her eyes, to see that the matron had served her the meal. She spoke about there only being very few survivors. So there were some? They likely already moved on from this tavern. She gave a small, grateful smile to the matron. "Yes, it was an unfortunate... battle. And thank you for the offer. I wanted to ask if I may rent a room for the night. I'll... I'll follow up tomorrow."

After the matron's response, Mako finally set her gaze on the food once again and her stomach growled. Aside from the fish, she wasn't exactly quite sure what the meal before her was but at this point, she didn't really care. It took every single bit of her dwindling willpower to not just wolf it down. Some part of her reminded her of manners and a rational part of her brain reminded her that Alexisa was a noble and should act like one.

It might have been her hunger or it might actually be the cooking, but by all the gods of this world, this meal was by far one of the best she had had.

Alter Ego: Transported to Another World because of a Celestial Mix-Up!

Civilization.

Mako was beyond relieved to finally see actual people after hours of walking. Finally, a chance to properly rest without having to worry about wild animals snatching her from the sky. The village seemed to be somewhat peaceful aside from a few villagers who possessed some form of weaponry. Though it looked more like hunting equipment than proper, army-grade weapons. Not that Mako would know anything about what a proper weapon was.

That wasn't something she should be worried about right now. She was more concerned about the heaviness of her feet and how she would likely pass out as soon as she hit the bed. There was a tavern of sorts in the middle of the town and Alexisa was just thankful that none of the villagers seemed to pay her any mind— or if they did, they didn't immediately approach and talk to her. She wasn't sure how to carry a casual conversation yet. She hoped that the tavern owner wasn't much of a chatterbox. Spare her for the day.

The smell of fish reminded her of her mostly empty stomach. Sure, she had grabbed a few of the dried meat but Mako couldn't quite convince herself to be desperate enough to eat such rations. She was sure Alexisa's stomach could handle it but Mako's mind thought differently. Alright, eat first then pass out on the nearest bed and maybe wake up somewhere better. If not, well, she'd burn that bridge when she got there. Her feet dragged her to the tavern, pushing open the door and making a beeline straight for the counter.

"Hello, excuse me. Can I get a meal? Some fish? And water." She said once she caught the attention of anyone who looked like they worked there. With the tiredness and hunger, Mako could only spare some of her original politeness in favor of being straightforward.

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Mako prided herself over her memory— a good employee who knew where something was stored as long as she was the one who placed it. And maybe she could memorize all of the names presented upon the map. But they held no meaning to her.

Well, most of them anyway.

Githameire was right there. Right next to where she was now. The capital was marked there and it looked like a long trek but it didn't matter— that was likely where Alexisa's family was and it would likely be great for Mako if she could get there. The feeling of giddiness lasted for only a moment before it sunk in that Alexisa's family must have been more than just some random nobility as she thought. No, if they had a region named for them, then they held some sort of power that Mako couldn't really imagine. She wasn't well-versed in medieval European hierarchy but they had to be somewhere up there, right?

The mere thought terrified her. Not only did she have to face some army commander and have to explain the massacre of the battle, she also had to come forward to possibly one of the strictest parents there were. Mako let out a groan, pressing one hand to her forehead and the cool metal served to ground her somewhat. She needed to rehearse something. Maybe she should feign amnesia? The trauma of the battlefield - both physical and mental - caused her to forget everything? Though, she wasn't sure if they were medically advanced in this place yet for "trauma" to be a valid excuse.

For all she knew, they'd brand her a person with psychosis or bewitched by the enemy and be killed off.

Another long and suffering sigh left her mouth as she folded the map and tucked it beside Alexisa's journal. Fishing village first, a complicated noble life later. Witn that, she stood up and continued her trek forward. A lake was the most likely place she could find the village and she really wanted to see if they had some answers and she hoped that whatever company Alexisa had did not pass by that village. And hopefully, they weren't under the Empire's control either. It couldn't have been that long since Alexisa's death and her reincarnation.

Alter Ego: Transported to Another World because of a Celestial Mix-Up!

She let out a nervous laugh at the angel's words. Mako wasn't certain she would be able to play Alexisa's part. She doubted anyone would be able to imitate another person so perfectly that no one would suspect. She'll do her best, of course, she had nothing else to do but to try. She perked up a bit as Sigridelle began to mutter something under her breath, something she had started to get used to before she dropped a very important detail.

"Wai-" Before she could even get the full word out, the angel had disappeared from her sight, leaving her alone in the middle of the road in a world not of her own. "Great. Excellent. This is fine. This is perfectly fine. I have... a direction. A sword. And a body that can use it. Yes, this is fine. It'll be fine." She said as chipper as possible as she clapped her hands together. Yes, she will be able to do this with or without the angel. Of course, Sigridielle had other responsibilities. She didn't want to take the angel's time more than necessary... even if she was the case handler. Maybe she wasn't Sigridelle's only case! Yes, that was possible. Well, she hoped that person was dealing with this better than she was!

She took a deep breath and continued forward. Get to the goal. One step at a time, Mako, one step at a time.

Casting everything aside, Mako had to admit that the scenery wasn't half bad. Maybe if they weren't ravaged in a war, she would have seen more foot traffic around these parts. Maybe regular patrols of guards to make sure that the people living around these parts weren't constantly ransacked by bandits or whatever manner of predator that lived within this area. At the very least, the sun was still around. She gathered she had enough time to get to her destination before it decided to leave her. She wouldn't want to be traveling in the middle of the night, or be caught by exhaustion without a roof over her head.

It wasn't long before she saw a discarded and ransacked cart off to the side of a stone bridge. Mako rushed towards the wagon, surveying the situation. No bodies. No horses. Odd. Perhaps they just left the wagon here and ran off with the horses to escape something? Possible. She climbed up to pry open the remaining crates. There was nothing much left but she took some dried food and drank from the pitcher of water. Shame she couldn't exactly bring it. No place to put it in either. She just hoped she didn't die of dehydration so soon after her reincarnation.

Thankfully, there was a regional map. She supposed scavengers didn't exactly need that. Mako picked it up and began to read through the contents as she sat down next to the wagon. A capital or any sort of major city would be good to note. Surely, Alexisa's family would be in one of them at least. After scanning for relevant names, she would try to pinpoint where she was. Addan Fields, a river, a stone bridge. There should be a fishing village to the north so close to the sea, perhaps? Or a lake? Or whatever else a fishing village was built next to?

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Mako wouldn't go as far as claiming she had a connection to Alexisa through reading her journal. It gave a glimpse of her personality but one Mako wasn't sure she could perfectly imitate. Not immediately, at least. Alexisa spoke of her squire, Iavan, the poor guy was so young and Mako was pretty sure he was among the dead there. She didn't have the guts to return and find him. She didn't even know what he looked like. Heavens, what would his parents think when she returned without him? A problem for another time. One thing at a time, Mako, one thing at a time.

Alexisa wrote about a fishing village a few hours north of this place. She looked up at Sigridelle. "This is the path North, right? There's apparently a small fishing village a few hours up, might be our best bet right now." It spoke of the Empire and their apparent misdeeds... whatever they were. She simply said they were horrifying. And maybe Mako didn't want to know for now.

The warden likely kept this journal to keep her wits about her. Something to pass the time with that wasn't purely about the incoming battle or whatever she had witnessed before.

"Alexisa sounded like a very dedicated person. Honor bound though a little bit lacking in the empathetic department." Mako claimed with a small smile on her face as she closed the journal, tucking it back safely in place. "I wonder what it would have been like to be her friend."