Ragnarok

Magic of the Ancients

Hey Weeping, As it stands I have several family related issues to attend to. So I was wondering if I could either give control to you and come back in a day or two. Or if you just want me to make a post when I am able.

Magic of the Ancients

Due to issues in the family I'll try to respond tomorrow. If I can't I'll let you know. Sorry for the delay

Dimensional Binding

Cyrus noticed Jo looking at his chains so he sent a wave of endothermic flame through them to make them come alive and unwrap from his arms and drift over towards the girl and stopping inches from her before retreating and returning back to their place on his arms. " I would have rather have a nice flagon of ale, Though I suppose this is too fine of an establishment to offer such peasant like drinks. Sadly I do not know what this Vodka is, or even what this 'Bloody Mary' is supposed to be though if it is as good as those potato sticks I will gladly try it. He offered a weak smile before looking around her house. The yellow hurt his eyes slightly since the only time he ever truly experienced the colour in mass was in the kings gilded throne room, where every inch was covered in gold. When the robot came in it was all he could do to not put a bolt of fire through it. It reminded him of an iron golem a skilled earth magus could make. Though much more fluid in it's design and it seemed to hover like a strong wind magus. He cocked his head slightly as it passed him with a beeping noise. Shaking it he looked in awe as the previously blank living room came alive with furniture and an odd glass fixture that reminded him of a bigger version of the tablet Jo called a holographic menu. " I think I can breath. It is still a little hard. I guess it is the same concept as flying in Einhal. Sudden changes tend to rob me of my breath...I hate wind Magus. They do it all the time and make it look easy." He grumbled before remembering where he was and stopped. " I'm fine. Though I have a million questions to ask of you, and I am sure you have some of your own. I think I need to take in everything while standing up. Work off some of this energy so I don't burn anything to the ground as you asked." Cyrus looked at her and started slowly, wording his question as precisely as possible. "You said that his was planet Earth, yes? The scholars call our planet the same thing. I...still think you are a god of sorts...though I have too many questions to process this right now."

Dimensional Binding

Alright. I kinda decided to make Cyrus be a mix between blissful ignorance and complete shock

Flames of War ( Rystelle x Ragnarok)

"Oh the eternally selfless Lydia." Ragnarok chuckled and wrapped his arms around her waist. " You like me to much for that. Truly a flatterer you are. I'd also like to not give her a reason to hurt you because well. It wouldn't end well for anyone then." He smiled before nodding slowly. " Yeah, I suppose that is where Jez has a one up on you. She is armed all..." He stopped and mentally smacked himself. "Sorry. But yeah. Being armed when around her is a good idea and being naked isn't the best way to go about that." He gave her another deep kiss before removing his arms from her waist. " I never thought I would get anything from you, so it was a surprise to me as well." He straightened himself slightly before looking down the road. " If you truly wish to do it again. Might I suggest a less open place. I know that the demon lands aren't the most merchant traveled lands, but I'm not one into exhibition." He let out a low, deep laugh and kissed her once more as he picked her up in his arms, cradling her like any loved one. "So where to if I may ask, M'lady?"

Dimensional Binding

Cyrus took the time to fine a spot that was hidden from the road so if he could go through to the other side, the book wouldn't be discovered. Finding a place a good hike away from the main road and from any signs of human traffic he stopped and glanced at the book. ten seconds? He wondered before counting down slowly, positioning the book over him with one hand on the pages and another on the binding to hold it open. And as soon as he got to ten he quickly lowered it, pushing his arm through and getting a slight chill from the other side and rather then stopping he simply continued. His head went through and rather then gravity taking the book, Cyrus was in between the worlds. His head and arms in Jo's place, his lower torso and legs in his own. Cursing with his eyes closed he felt around and pulled himself through the rest of the way. When he finally opened his eyes he took in a breath. Clouds. A city in the clouds. He could hardly believe himself. A shining city among the gods. A breeze blew past him, ruffling his clothes and sending a meager chill through his bones at the sudden change in temperature. It was then he realized that his breath in wasn't really sufficient do to the change in pressure and felt his lungs constrict significantly. Grasping at his chest he took slow, deliberate breaths till he became steady enough to look once again at the world around him. The grass was almost like a painters green. Fake and hard, not moving with the wind like the plains he was used to. The flowers were the same thing. Fake colours ontop of fake plants. Taking a few more glances over the edge to make sure this wasn't a dream or some sort of magic trick he looked towards the house and saw someone, Presumably Jo, peering through the blinds. He shook the dirt off himself and adjusted his gloves and chains that wrapped around his arms before starting for the door. Stopping he looked at Jo again and took off his gloves to show there was nothing their. Then he focused on the thin portal between their worlds to bring his magic with him. It started as a gentle trickle and soon became a raging river. The power felt amazing, and it was even more powerful here then in his world. Smiling he created a fire snake that wrapped around his limbs, slowly coiling around him in a blue flame. It's head drifted towards the window with a serene sense of motion, acting like a real snake. It stopped inches from the window before turning into a rose and winking out of existence. Cyrus' next trick was creating a ball of white flame the size of a small orb and launching it upward to explode into a display of brillant hues of different temperature flames. Satisfied, He picked up his gloves and Jo's version of the book before starting for the door. As he raised his hand to knock on the door it opened on it's own. Confused, Cyris walked through and smiled at Jo. " Ah. So this...truly isn't Einhal..." His voice had a deep lilt of Scottish mixed in it, " Or if it is. Are you gods? Is that why you live high above us. If so...then...I..." Cyrus tried to compute it all, however his mind just couldn't so he leaned against the wall in disbelief. "I think I need a drink...Do. Please tell me you have alcohol here?" He looked over at her with a hopeful gaze.

Dimensional Binding

Cyrus was intrigued to say the least. He looked at his hand again and flexed it, utterly perplexed at the feeling he just experienced. He would have liked to explore it more but that plan was halted when several items came through nigh at once. As quickly as he could he grabbed the fries, the odd liquid beverage holder with a cylindrical tube sticking out of it, as well as his map and a paper substance that held the dirt he sent through. He paused to set the things down and quickly taking one of the potato sticks and popping it into his mouth, savoring the unique and eloquent flavor that the fries seemed to give off. He then set to responding to Jo. "I do hate to say I told you so. However I must take this moment to ask do you believe in magic now. Or should I simply walk through the book and show you I have none of this technology that you speak of. And I can create my flame at will. So I digress but would love to take this moment to say I told you so and will love to prove it to you at the next convenient time. His eyes quickly glazed over the part that said nothing big. So what he did was place his hand on the books pages and he felt the pull of the other world. His hand sinking into the pages like it was water or quicksand. And once again the same feeling of disembodiment came. It was an odd sensation that proved hard to get over. He could feel his hand and move his hand, but it felt like an extension of himself, like magic if nothing else. He felt around and just felt the pages of the book before pulling his hand back through. It was definitely an odd feeling. But even with the idea of the unknown facing him. He decided to listen and wait for her to say it was safe for him to do something big.

Flames of War ( Rystelle x Ragnarok)

Ragna was worried that she would decide to go to the manor just to spite him but then she motioned for him to lean down, he did. He closed his eyes expecting a slap or something akin to that and instead felt her arms wrapping around his shoulders and her lips meeting his with a certain ferocity behind them which he returned in full. A few moments later she broke away and Ragna let out the breath he didn't know he was holding. Then she smirked at him in a way that was both alluring and devious. "That seems like a terrifying prospect and I lose either way." He smiled and pulled her into him. " But between you and me. You are infinitely more beautiful then a demon woman. Partially because you won't gut me with your nails if I get on your bad side. " He chuckled and gave her a quick kiss before standing up and looking down the desolate road that led straight to his manor where he could get another set of platemail for him. As he looked down at Lydia his eyes drifted along his body, his mind remembering what she looked like naked. Every curve perfectly outlined in his mind. It caused his loins to stir slightly before he changed the subject as to not have to explain it. "You know. I never figured for you to be the jealous type. I mean not that I don't mind. But do you honestly think she could be anything to me. I gave you an oath. She was more of a status symbol as to not appear weak to both the king and those who followed me. To be completely honest with you. Jez is a scary demon. Sometimes more scary then even the king I think." He smiled and knelt down again. " So I got to ask. Do you want to get everything out of your system before we continue. Or would you rather test fate and do it in my manor." Ragna flashed his own devious smile. It displaying both his hidden lust and warm tenderness.

Dimensional Binding

" why would you make a cow dance? They are only used for meat and milk. Nothing more. Though if given enough time I am sure I can figure out a way to prove to you that there is no technology here that can generate fire the way I can. It is used in everything. Magic I mean. We use it to build our monuments, and erect great weapons of war. We destroy and we heal with it. We slaughter innocent beings in the name of a better tomorrow." Cyrus pondered a way to make her believe in what he was saying. For her to so deny what is truth was ridiculous but overall understandable. Only 1 in a hundred thousand could use magic and even less in the sheer power that those like Cyrus or the Seer's can. He did however feel the pull of the earth that he sent through, as well as his map. It was almost as if sending objects that he could see and touch left a permanent connection to his ability to manipulate them. He thought about it and decided to test that another time when this Jo person was in a secure location so no more of that 'foam' permeated his senses. " Yes. Dirt. Soil. Ground. Grass. And no. As far as I can tell the land that I tread on isn't toxic unless we sow salt on the fields of our enemies, or lay waste to an army and feed the plants with their blood. He paused and looked up, seeing a small forest bird eying him suspiciously before turning it's attention elsewhere and flying off. " Birds are that much a surprise to you. They are everywhere. Some as small as a babes hand, others big enough to devour a grown man whole. Some are beautiful and their feathers are used to adorn nobles and ladies cloaks and dresses. I've only seen flightless birds to the far north in the lands of eternal winter. Odd creatures that the locals trained to fish for them. Though they seemed to 'fly' through the water with their wings... He stopped when he saw the stick that was colored like a potato pop through the book. Cyrus picked it up and sniffed it before eating it. The flavour was unreal. He knew it tasted like a potato, but unlike any other potato he had ever had. It was salted just perfectly and somehow baked like bread. Or maybe fried like the fish in the port markets. He was tempted to ask for more but decided against it, feeling it better to return the favor on his own somehow. Shaking his head he continued on with his response. They are the most powerful of the magus. Capable of leveling cities, or causing the earth to weep it's blood. They serve m'lord and his father and his father's father before that. It is said they unlocked the power of immortality through perfection of their magics, though at the cost of their mobility they can serve the throne with insight and power. Sighing he placed his hand to rest, and rather then meeting the resistance of the book, he felt it slip through and go...somewhere. He felt disembodied from it but at the same time connected. He flexed his hand and quickly pulled it back through looking at it. Where ever the other writer was, it seemed it was far away from here He quickly started to write, his before skill and savantry thrown out the door so to speak " Did you just see that? My hand went though the book. Now I can prove it to you. I need you to get somewhere safe so I can. Quickly lest this idea only proves to be a farce or temporary contingent in the books powers."

Dimensional Binding

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