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About me:
I am an amateur writer at best as I have had a bit of experience writing short novels and stories as a side gig (Don't ask me for help unless you are desperate. I barely know what I'm doing half the time!)

I mostly Rp on medieval fantasy, modern fantasy, and modern slice of life. However, I am always willing to do anything. And I have been roleplaying for about 8 years now.

I have a pretty open schedule right now, other than planning DnDs, and looking for a job. (Still praying that one day I can get payed to play DnD or by playing videogames, but I haven't made a dollar yet).

PLEASE IF YOU THINK I FORGOT AN RP MESSAGE ME!!!! I CAN GUARANTEE THAT I FORGOT AS I WAS PROBABLY PRAYING TO THE GODS OF CHAOS THAT I WOULD BE ABLE TO WIN THE NEXT GAME OF MAGIC I'M GOING TO PLAY!!! (In all seriousness I'm very forgetful and scatter brained, just send me a message and I should be able to pump out that post in no time)

The partners I am looking for right now is people who are chill and relax as well as just some genuinely nice people to chat to and play with. Any style is fine, just be ready as there are time where it will take some time for advanced posts will take me a few days.

Other than that I like to listen to music and anytime someone asks me to do a thing, 90% of the time I will just do it as I just don't care enough. But I will not sing, my voice is garbage and I am not confident enough to even try to learn now.

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In Avalia 1 yr ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: Morning
Location: Port Vanarosa
Interactions/Mentions: Tanithil @Lava Alckon, Amisra @Tae, Arlen @SilverPaw, & Thugs @princess
Equipment: A set of sturdy clothing, a dagger, the wonky ring of disguise that enlarges the ears of the user, and his dog tags.




Ismael was sent flying, his feint seemed to have been seen through as he was sent flying by some strange force. Ismael couldn't even begin to fathom the idea of what just happened, the pain was minimal when all was said and done, but what was strange was this deep sense of dread. Ismael could not understand where the feeling stemmed from, he did not understand why this dread began to overwhelm him. Was it the fear of death? Was it the fear of falling?

It did not matter, as Ismael felt himself tumbling through the air, and if it happened he fell badly he'd be dead for sure. Up and down did not seem easy to see to understand, left and right could not matter, all Ismael felt was his body tumbling, however, he could not let himself land on anything but his feet, as he began to stick his hand out he felt the ground touch his fingertips as he pushed as hard as he could and felt his momentum change, as he felt himself change into a much more predictable tumble, something he can try to land from. He felt himself tumbling through the air as stuck his foot out, touching the ground as he began to roll backward. Tumbling once more, Imsael felt his body land hard, now he was tumbling on the ground. He felt the stone on his back, his shoulder, yet he continued until he felt his feet hit the ground again as he stopped himself in a crouch, with his left hand leaning him forward, he had his right-hand sweeping back, holding the knife.

Ismael knew he could not close the distance again, not before taking a bullet, so he did what he could, with his arm back Ismael brought his body up as he threw his dagger, he aimed to kill the man, if not, he prayed it bought him the second he needed to dodge, as Ismael tried to scramble to his feet to prepare for such an eventuality.

Sorry about the late response
5 years ago, Phoenix Arizona


"Ah!"

A sharp cry out of pain filled a simple house, an old 1 story 3 bedroom house. The house was simple on the outside, with simple brick walls, metal grates on the windows, and a fenced yard that was just filled with dirt and gravel. A simple mid to low-end house, for a modest life family.

Another cry of pain pierced the ears of those within as the first on the scene was an older man, standing at 5'6 with a deep tan, he looked like a man who spent his entire life under the cruel sun desert sun. He threw the door open and yelled in "What's wrong mijo?!" On the floor was a younger man, just reached the age of 15 and looked to be in a lighter set of workout clothing. His arm was bent in a strange way, at the elbow his arm was bent backward at a near 90 degrees.

A shriek from behind the man occurred as then came a yell as another woman's voice yelled out "Mom!" The man at the doorway stepped in and grabbed both sides of the young man's arm and asked, "Adrith, what happened my boy?".

"I don't know. I don't know." The boy began to freak out as he thought back to what he felt. Just a few minutes ago, he was beginning to stretch to get ready to take a run to his Uncle's boxing gym. It was then Adrith began to feel something strange, it felt like an invisible muscle he could not quite understand, but it was strange, mentally it felt like he was moving it, but in the same sense of someone moving that muscle and knowing it is there because of the tension and 'burning' sensation. But even without him moving it, he could feel the muscle, he thought this was the next level to his training that his Uncle spoke of. The feeling and understanding of paths of energy and how to understand and use them to throw a powerful punch.

but this was not it, as when Adrith tried to understand this concept now, he tried to move his body with his stretches, but in one of his arm stretches he stretched too far and he felt the energy move and flowed up his body, in a fearful reaction of the strange feeling, he whipped his arm out, but the energy that he felt that was moving whipped out faster than his arm and broke it. Leaving him where he was now.

Another man came running in, looking just a bit older than Adrith, but much more dignified as he came crashing through the house, "Dad! What happened?!"

The older man looked to the other and said, "Your brother broke his arm some how".

Both men looked to Adrith as they expected him to speak, as Adrith told them the feeling, it was Adrith's older brother who had a thought, "You, might have magic". Everyone else looked to him strangely as he said, "He broke his arm from just a simple stretch, there's nothing in here he could just break his arm on and him falling would be easier to say than just some strange happening of him sending his elbow back".

After some time, they agreed, but then the question was what to do next and it was his father who suggested, "How about you...uhm...do the thing you did but backward?". Most looked to him strangely but he shrugged in a sheepish manner, "What? The car ride is an hour to the nearest hospital".

Adrith took a gulp of saliva in as he, made his thoughts clear, that same energy within him, he made it come from his fingertips back, as when that energy washed over, it sent streams of pain through Adrith as his arm shifted back into place. The pain was immense, but also relieving as he could feel his arm, it felt, better. Enough so, as he raised his arm it felt like he could move it with a little bit of pain.

A sigh fell over the house, as he was better, but it left the question, what next?




Present Day, The Immortal Hills


Adrith rubbed the back of his neck when Ethan asked him about his 'gift', after Ethan and the...Adrith realized none of them introduced themselves, so it was Adrith who started the dialogue, "I realized we don't know each other's names, I'm Adrith. And my powers aren't about language or anything, I can manipulate the energies within me, me figuring out what Tell'sa was saying just came from me liking to learn languages and understanding how the energy flows between each word, if you know what I mean".

Adrith seemed very amazed at the gorgeous view, "Wow, yeah this is really amazing, I'm um, from Arizona, something like this is only from up north".


Location:
"Uncle Mack's" Industrial Scrapyard
Property of Maxwell Metals Incorporated
A subsidiary of the Aqua Vitae Corporation
100 km south of Geom Haebyon
150 km northwest of Fort Tie
Date/Time:
26 March, 3030
Interactions:
Reya @Pilatus
Gear:
His clothing: Boots, long-sleeved shirt, pants, gloves, holstered handgun with 20 rounds


Tarak held Reya, as she leaned into him, he watched her for a bit, trying to collect something from her emotions. Yet she seemed to hold herself in a quiet calm, he could feel her lay upon him, he could feel her breath. She seemed calm, that's all Tarak knew, and that was all he could work with, even with the finding of this information, she seemed calm. Trak just held her and listened to the news, originally he was taking in the many sides of those who did and did not wish to use the nuke, and for Tarak, he didn't care.

A weapon is a weapon, if the call comes down, and it needs to be done, Tarak would fire it himself. He wasn't even sure if he would feel a thing when the cloud disappeared, it was a weapon, and a target is a target. But Tarak's thoughts were broken when he felt the hand of Reya begin to caress his head and tried to beckon him closer. Tarak obliged as he leaned close to Reya, shifting his hand that was once on her shoulder to be on her hip as he listened close.

A smile then shown on his face, he shifted and lightly gave a small kiss near her ear as he said, "I am too". Once the Colonel had made his final remarks and ended the briefing, Tarak looked to Reya and said, "Wanna take a walk?".

Cold Comfort: A Single Step





Sleep is difficult outside of normal comforts, yet for working men, far easier than for others. Men who dedicate themselves to crafts, more so. So for Marz who has slept on an anvil, sleeping within the confines of solitary confinement, it was not pleasant, yet he could. His time within solitary confinment was just that, solitary. It was quiet and he had nothing to do, it left him with just thoughts, and all he could think was why was he here. What brought him to this place, what reason he accepted the request from the school. He had no clue, all he could think was that the reason him being here is idiotic at best.

In the morning, he had his answer, if not for why he accepted the request, but for why he stayed, it was for this. For a promise he made, to a child, to bring his father home. As the loud screeching of metal scraping against metal resounded within the hole Marz was in, leaving him slightly disorientated before he saw a ladder unceremoniously drop as the voice above him yelled, "Get up here already".

Marz was brought to the dining hall as here he saw everyone eating, many of them noticing him and nodding, giving confirmation that what he did was good. Choran even gave a light wave to Marz, telling him to come over, yet for Marz, he was looking for someone else. His eyes landed on Venna, who was eating alone like always. Marz took his food and began walking to her, as he sat down and looked to her.

His eyes were unwavering, unmoving as he looked to Venna, she looked up, sheepishly at first as she seemed to be in her own thoughts. But as she looked up to Marz, she realized that his eyes told everything, the overwhelming and unwavering look Marz gave her nearly seemed to tell everything, yet when no word came out as he began to eat, it left a near deafening silence.

"Uh, 'ey Marz", Venna tried to break the ice, yet nothing responded.

"Uh, yer okay, I 'eard solitary is bad", Marz did not as much made a sound just eating as he looked to her.

Sweat began to bead on Venna's head, "Is ev'rythin' okay? You seem to be starin' hard".

Marz broke his silence, "Rats".

Venna's eyes widened yet she kept her composure, "Rats? That's terrible".

Marz spoke quietly then, letting the sounds of everythign else nearly drown him out, enough so only one could hear, "Aye, a rat is terrible, especially if you trust it".

Venna nearly stiffened as she could see on Marz, his inflections, reactions, everything, even if the words only partially reached her ears, she could read what was on his face. He knew, he knows she was the reason these things happened.

Venna leaned in, "Please", as Venna seems to now almost be begging Mar.

"They have my father".

"I know"

"And my brother, he came here with my father to find me"

Marz looked to her strangely for a moment as he then asked, "Who's your father?"

"His name is Argor Halghivan, why?"

Marz sighed as he set his spoon into his bowl finishing up his meal, "Because I met your brother". Then he rose up and began to walk away.

Venna began to look around in confusion as she began to try and quickly go after him, "You did? How is he?"

"Fine, worried, missing his father", Marz then set his bowl onto the table, as a bell rang, telling everyone it was time to head off for work.

Venna tried to follow Marz, however as the general population moved, he was surrounded by those who had gathered to talk about the device, leaving her again alone, and now possibly about to be outed as a rat, and she remembered what happened last time when they found one.

Marz left with the others to begin talking about the device in the short bit of time they had. The device was almost done, all that needed to be done was last touches then testing. Marz nodded his head as he listened, letting them speak, as one finally asked, "Do you think this is it? Is this our way out?"

"It's our only way, we're stuck forever otherwise". Marz broke his silence once more, confirming with all around him what everyone knew, the monks would never let them leave. Not alive.

During work everyone seemed to be nose to the grindstone, everyone was working hard, it was only when Marz heard a voice cut through the working did he stop. "Did you tell'em?"

"No"

Venna looked utterly confused, almost shocked at what she just heard, "Why?"

"Then I can't keep the promise I made to yer brother".

"Promise?"

"He wanted me to find yer father, if you get ratted out, not only are you in danger, yer father is, and yer brother".

Venna sat there, astonished, "Uh…okay".

Marz continued working, silence had fallen between the 2 for a moment before he said one last thing, "You can still help. That is your one choice 'ere. If not, then stay, and hope that they keep their word. You know the ones who are making us weapon, when telling us we are trying to help get magic back".

Venna was left with the choice, the option, hope the monks keep their word, or work with her people to become free. She looked down to her cart as Marz continued to work. Marz too his hammer and set it down, getting ready to punch out to leave. Venna grabbed onto his arm as said between tears, "Let me help".

Marz nodded as he said, "Tell everyone, be ready".

Marz left for the restroom, giving Choran a small nod before he left, as there stood 2 monks on either side of the bathroom. They both looked to Marz as their eyes nearly pierced through him. Once he entered, he reached into the toilet once more and retrieved the device. Seeing all it needed was one final piece, as small needle. Once he set the needle within the device, he waited, inspecting the device, as the moment he heard yelling he stood up and put the device under his belt line.

The moment that Marz left, both monks were yelling at Choran who had left too early to use the bathroom. Marz used the commotion to move, as Choran was being pushed back, Marz left to head back to the work floor, taking a bit of a detour to make it there by dodging those who were watching the bathroom. Marz took this time to do the one thing they needed to, he pressed a screw which shifted forward and he felt for a moment, his manas once more. He took a breath in, and then sighed, knowing it worked.

Now back on the floor everyone looked to Marz, wondering what was going on, as all he gave was a nod. Once they all began to work, hammering began to happen, as it became rhythmic, synchronized, and sometime in response. For those uninitiated, this seemed like smiths all following a similar pace, yet for those within this prison, it was a form of communication. It could take multiple minutes to get a response of a word, however it was a system made that could be replicated by those who were in the know. For Marz, he gave the signal to all, "It. Works."

A resounding slam of hammers happened the moment the news was spread, everyone understood, and everyone knew, be ready. Their freedom was at hand.

The Hegelans continued to work, now with Venna moving between the smiths, speaking amongst them, seeming to be passing off things to each, as eventually they noticed the multiple monks moving, seeming to almost be rushing somewhere. In the commotion, they even noticed a monk or 2 left the work floor. Something was happening, and everyone noticed , as once more the symphony of hammers began to fall. But it was Marz to go and break the noise, he slammed hard. As he continued to do so, telling everyone, "Shut". As he began to conversation saying, "Now", all the other Hegelans raised their hammers prepared to give a response.

In that moment, a loud boom occurred, blowing off the thick heavy doors to the work shop and sent smoke hurling through the tunnels. Roars and yells occurred from within, flames, lightning and light shot through out the workshop as one lone monk broke through the smoke, running out of the workshop and through the tunnels, with great force, yet he felt his feet sleep as the magic he was once using dissappeared and then a loud shot occurred taking his head from his shoulders. There, stood Marz, with one of the guns he partially finished in one hand, and in the other, a the anti-magic dampening device. From within the workshop, yelling began to occur calls of freedom rang out as Choran was the one to yell the loudest,

"Step 1!"

"Secure the keep!"


"Step 2"

"Ascend from darkness!"


The Hegelans began to chant as they moved through the tunnels, Marz was the one who led the charge, next to him was Choran who continued to chant the words. Calling each Hegelan to call out in unison. When the Hegelan were going through the tunnels, Marz used the device sparingly, using it to give them magic to move and fight, and then turn it off after first contact to give the monks no time to respond to the full aggression. Almost like a tidal wave of crazed men and women wielding weapons they were once working on to now gain their freedom.

"Step 3!"

"Spit Fire!"


Their first destination was to head to the armory that the monks had. Many knew they had one, but it was Venna who knew the location. It was a large stone door locked and kept sealed, near impossible without multiple people and someone with keys, however that mattered little to one with magic. Marz drew from the door, taking in the stone, the metal, everything and destroying it utterly, allowing for the Hegelans to become armed with real weapons.

Blades, armor, clubs, guns, everything a small waring band needed. Yet what was most important, a small supply of Mana shots and 2 prime shots. Choran looked to them, thought for a moment then tossed Mars a few and said, "You'll need these".

Marz nodded as he began to arm himself, he put himself into some of the smaller armor they had, and it fit well, little snug in some areas yet it worked. He grabbed himself then a shield and a club. Placing both to his side before taking the mana drinks and downing them. His eyes bulged for a moment before he let out a sigh, he could feel his body acclimating and then empowered.

Choran then yelled out to all within the armory:

"Step 4!"

"Unleash the horde"


The now enraged and empowered Hegelans began their rampage through the tunnels of the monastery. They were heading to free their other brothers and sisters from the other workshop, but first they needed to fend off the many beasts the monks had let loose within the tunnels. These smaller dragons who have a similar shape to a dog were normally used to control riots and find any items people tried to hide. They could cover themselves in fire and had heightened smell and sight.



The hegelans began to hear the many skittering feet of these dragons they knew this was to come, as Marz turned on the device as the others began to form a shield wall. Choran called out once more:

"Step 5!"

"Skewer the wicked beasts!"


In that moment, the dragon dogs made contact as the moment they tried to use their magic to coat themselves in fire to charge through the shields, Marz turned off the device having the dogs slam into the shields before the Hegelans brought down their weapons. With brutal efficency, the hegelans wiped out the many Dragon dogs, clearing them more and more, until none were left.

The hegelans continued forward, wiping out the many monks that stood in their way, as the moment they neared the other workshop they began to see fire and smoke spew out from the doors. There they saw more Hegelans pour out roaring and yelling. They wielded their hammers like weapons as they rushed out and saw the other group. They were about to clash when Venna ran and called out, "Father!"

Venna ran forward as she tackled a taller Hegelan, thinner man now, but who still had quite a bit of muscle on him still. He took hold of Venna as he said, "Oh my darling, are you okay?" Venna nodded as they began to talk and reconnect, it was Marz who broke the conversation, "Argor Halghivan?"

The man who was holding Venna looked to Marz and said, "Aye".

"Good to meet you, I came here to get you to yer son".

The men shook each others hand as Argor looked to Marz with curiosity, "What is your name?"

"Marz. Marz Mohfolk".

"Mohfolk?", the man nodded his head as he realized something, "Mohfolk, hmm, then maybe".

Marz looked to the man as he said, "What do you mean?"

"There is a weapon here being made", the man began to head off back into the workshop, with most of the hegelans following in confusion. There they walked to the center of the workshop where there was a large metal plate, when moved there were 5 weapons within, "These are 5 of the only weapons we have been able to produce during this time".

Within was a large dark black tower shield that seems to be too large to be held by any normal man, a large rifle like weapon that seemed to be too unwieldy for any to trully use, a thin and sleek single edged blade that seemed to be cutting into the ground, a bow that seemed to be humming with energy, and in the center a hammer with a flaming head and handle that seems to hum with energy.

Marz marveled at each item, all of them seems to be so well crafted and formed

Argor then continued, "Each are quite strong, but this one is unique-", Argor pointed to the one in the center, "the Vossoriyans who took over this place had us making them weapons. With this one being specially made fer their protector. We had been forced to make this one fer countless months and finally we were able to finish it. None of us could wield it, but I think you could".

Marz looked to the items then to Argor, he then asked, "Yer sure?"

Argor nodded, as when Marz looked around he noticed many of the others seemed curious, wondering if he would take it. Marz then looked back to the weapons as he prepped himself. He took a deep breath in then out as he took hold of the handle, as he began to feel the immense weight of the weapon, such is the weight of a Chaos Marble. Yet it was in that moment Marz was finally able to lift it even slightly an unbelievable amount of power flowed from the weapon. As the head of the hammer began to super heat and become hotter as it began to heat up to unfathomable levels. Most of the hegelans were instantly forced back as Marz began to feel the energy become even greater. The head of the hammer became so hot it began to melt the stone around it and Marz as even the other weapons began to melt, slowly and surely they melted away as the hammer seemed to draw in the material, slowly forming was seemed to be a more solid hammer head, as more energy began to flow out. It took Marz time to finally fully draw in the energy the hammer was producing to become manageable for him, as he felt his energy stores filled to their maximum and then some.

Within Marz' hands, he wielded a 2 handed Warhammer with pitch black metal and incandescent white and red burning forming from the head of the hammer.



Once Marz was finally able to take control the weapon, he began to head beck to the others who were beginning to become sick near him from the sheer amount of energy flowing through him. Argor was the first to respond, "Seems like I was right. How does it feel?"

"Strange, yet good".

"Ya, this weapon was made to do a bunch of things, but most importantly, it feels like you have the heart of a volcano in yer hand".

Marz nod his head as he tosses the hammer in his hand and shifts it, "Yeah, I can feel that".

Choran patted Marz on the back as he called to everyone, "Step 6!"

But it was Marz to call out, "Wield a Fist of Iron!" As he held up the warhammer, all the hegelans roared out in excitement.

And so the group of hegelans continued their attack, it was Marz to lead the charge as he wielded the hammer that would not yield to no shield or wall.

"Step 7!"

"Raise Hell'


The Hegelans continued their carnage, until finally they had neared the surface. They could feel the air become cooler, and air became fresher, and then finally, they could see the sun. For some, the first time in a few months, for Marz even for a few days, it felt like a lifetime.

"Freedom"


Adrith placed the palm of his hand on his neck as he tilted his head and neck to lean into his hand. An audible pop and crack could be heard as he rolled his neck and shoulders as he listened to the Crimson Knight. Adrith gave an answer as he slammed his fist into his open palm, "Got it". The energy that was originally surrounding them from the storm now stopped, leaving a small bubble of calmness within the storm. In that same moment, Adrith began to almost glow with energy that hummed with the energy of the storm around them. As he was now synced with the entire storm system.

Adrith watched as the green skinned flying goblins began to pour out in the hundreds. Adrith stayed his hand as he began to draw in more energy, waiting for when Ethan was to move, the moment the Crimson Knight made the first move, Adrith let loose. Using his stored up energy he focused the energy of the storm into condensed columns of wind filled with sand. He began to move these columns of energy to target as many goblins as possible. The moment the column of wind hit them, the sand that was being thrown through changed shape and form into spikes that began to shred the goblins within.

As they began to come closer, it was Adrith that took the initiative, as he ran forward and closed the multiple yards of distance within a moment. Coming face to face with one of the countless enemies Adrith began his rampage, every punch he threw seemed to turn the goblins into a red mist. And attack that was to land upon him seemed to lose all control as when Adrith moved his body with it, the blow and the goblin flowed his body movement, until he shifted all that momentum into another hit. A tornado was all that could be to describe what was happening around Adrith. He was constantly pushing himself, using different energy flows at once to take all the aggression from the enemies, as that was what he needed to do.

It was when Ethan finally made his way to the tent Adrith took control of the entire storm. He knew it was almost time, and Zephyr needed breathing room. The storm disappeared for a moment, Adrith began to glow as he set a foot down with thunderous force and began to take control of the sands. He began to change the sands around Zephyr to become solid and provided her safety from the raging sands and the goblins. Adrith looked towards the blood dome and waved his hand as multiple miniature tornados rose and tore a part the many goblins that were trying to break through. With the moment when Adrith finished he felt the ground shake and revealed the Eldritch God's hands Ethan spoke of.

Adrith began to feel the world shift and change with this beast entering, Adrith felt his energy depleting, yet he continued to fight. Letting it go as he began to allow the storm to return. Allowing the energy around him to grow for him to use. Adrith began to see the man y goblins still pouring through as now Zephyr has seemed to have began her side of the fight. Meaning it had now left Adrith alone within this storm, which was exactly what he wanted. Adrith took a deep breath in as his armor began to change. This pure black armor with multiple glowing grooves within as he began to absorb all the energy around him. Heat, wind, gravity, everything around Adrith began to float and lfy away as he drew deeply of all the energy. The storm that was once her now seemed to almost dissappear, even the sand was dissappearing as he began to change that too into energy.



In this glow like a sun, Adrith began to indiscriminate barrage of energy. Simple waves of the hand tore the air apart and sent out a slash that cut goblins in half. Simple and small movements that was charged with so much power it would obliterate any that touches it. Adrith became a walking inferno of energy, almost like the sun on earth. It was a short lived display as he felt the energy even within the Eldritch god change, meaning Zephyr was about to return, so to not hurt his allies, Adrith let all the energy he had stored and used into a large blast of kinetic energy that blew countless Goblins away, picking up sand, goblins, and the tattered remains of everything.

This intense energy wave was so intense it kicked the storm that was gone, back up into a full fledged sandstorm. Once the blood dome dropped and the Eldritch god's hands dropped, this entire show was over. It was only exfiltration, which was easy once the three left and in unison, spoke words of power to leave.

It left the three youths with much, Adrith just let out a laugh with Zephyr, "Yeah. We did it".

THE IMMORTAL HILLS

Adrith appeared from the strange almost mosaic that showed him to this new place. It seemed multiple people showed up to the same place and seemed to startle one to fall into the water. Adrith went over and extended his hand out to him, "Here". It was once he came up the now soaked man spoke about only one way up before throwing on headphones and heading off. Adrith shrugged as he began to head up the same way looking to some of the other students as he introduced himself. Trying to make conversation as they explored this strange land. It was until they came across who seemed to be the inhabitants of the land.

Their appearance was unlike anything he had seen before, their bodies were very specifically designed for the water and their manner of speaking was strangly exciting for the Polyglot within Adrith. There melodic quality that seemed to resonate in the air seemed unusual, yet it also seemed possible to understand strangely. The woman seemed to try and speak with the boy with the headphones, Adrith allowed the conversation to go as he began to try and decipher what seemed to be spoken.

The woman seemed friendly enough, seeming to even give her name, Tell'sa. It was a strange name, yet it was useful enough. When Tell'sa looked to each of them Adrith waved as he went back through the words spoken. She seemed almost expectant of something.

As the boy continued, Adrith learned his name was Ethan, it allowed Tell'sa to speak again, which gave Adrith the information he needed. When Ethan seemed to refer to a location, the magical university, she spoke out once more, "E’ys, h’te niversit’uy?". Adrith began to deconstruct the words in his head, as it was then Adrith realized that she was saying 'university' in a strange way. What came before were 2 other words, if using the same principles of the first and last letter being taken and placed at the very end of the word, he understood she said 'Yes' and 'the'. A smile came onto Adrith's face as he began to encode his own speech.

"Ah, ehm. Ell'ho Tell'sa, Drit'ah", Adrith said this while pointing to himself with a smile. "Han'tk o'yu, erm-o'fr h'te irection'ds. Ethan eem'ss er'vy…xcite'ed", Adrith gave a slight gesture to Ethan with a chuckle to before he then began to turn away and gave her a wave, "Op'he o’yu av'he rea'gt a'dy!"

Adrith wasn't perfect, yet it was his first time trying to speak like Tell'sa did. It was simple in nature, yet difficult in execution as knowing how 2 letter are to sound next to each other that were never in the English language made a great challenge. With a smile on Adrith's face, he now had a curiosity swell up within him. What if he was going to have many more situation like this? That sheer idea excited him.
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