sometimes you can't make it

[modforged]

Who: Alexstrasza, Krasus/Korialstrasz, and the Redsworn
What: Successful retreat into the Ruby Sanctum
Where: Ruby Sanctum
When: After a long, grueling battle near the borders of Suramar
Warnings: Please PM the mods if any warnings are needed

[The Ruby Sanctum is a flurry of activity. This becomes clear within two seconds of stepping through the portal. The wounded are guided over to a grassy clearing surrounded by saplings and adolescent trees, bade to lay down and receive healing from other dragonkin. Some of the trees are years old, while a few look to have shot up recently. If you watch, vines engulf one fallen warrior; the body sinks into the ground, and a tiny sapling appears in its place.

Despite the war going on outside, the sanctum is less of a cavern and more like a self-contained dimension. Ample sunlight drifts down through scarlet leaves, which are occasionally home to the crimson scales of a whelpling. There is life everywhere: insects on twigs, birds chirping overhead, flowers at your feet. Dragon eggs lay nestled in the nooks and crannies offered by the tranquil forest. There is a decently-sized spring filled with fresh, pure water, as well as some small rocky outcroppings to sleep in. It's warm and comfortable enough to rest out in the open, too.

The cloaked and ever-mysterious Krasus stands watching the dispersing redsworn, his back against the massive oak in the center of the sanctum.

Occasionally, one may glimpse a beautiful red-haired woman with copper skin winding through the copse.]

[ooc: Mingle log for redsworn!]

Comments

[wilder]

Not close at all! Nevermind the fact he's immortal when he's not completely devoid of his powers- thirty is old and therefore he won't have it!!

"Demons?" He frowns. His own interactions with demons were limited. Most demons in his world had been sealed long before he was born. That was Emil- Ratatosk's job. "Just where are they invading from?"

[telaari]

"From the size of the forces on the ground... probably one of their stronghold worlds. Maybe even Argus, if there's anything still left on Argus," she says, playing with a tendril again. "They can travel between worlds by the Twisting Nether, but it usually requires some kind of big magic source or portal for them to manifest in numbers like this."

[wilder]

Okay that...made very little sense to him. But let's see- there were demon worlds named Argus and they had some way to travel worlds?

"Right so...maybe there's some magical thingy making them all come out."

Wait. That didn't make sense to what Emil taught him about demons.

"But why'd they do that? I dunno about this place, but where I'm from magic and mana's toxic to demons. If there's a big source here, wouldn't that make them wanna steer clear?"

[telaari]

"What?" she asks, squinting at him. "No, no, what you call demons must be something else." She raises a hand as if to wave away the notion of the two being the same.

"The Burning Legion operates entirely on Fel magic. If they could be killed by magic so easily, the Dark Titan himself would have been put down the moment he came to Argus."

[wilder]

He looks a bit affronted by the claim that they weren't possibly demons. Since seriously, he knew what a demon was! How did she know this Burning whatever weren't demons? Seriously!

But he won't bother to argue on semantics. Because frankly, affronted or not- he had a hard time caring. Might as well just go with this situation.

"Uh...huh, okay. So what's Fel magic then?"

[telaari]

"Fel magic is..." she starts, looking away from him. Even she's not entirely sure. That kind of knowledge is usually restricted to those who use it, and she would walk across a field of caltrops than touch a fel tome.

"Fel magic is the opposite of the Light. The Light grants strength to life and creation," she explains, still averting her eyes. "Fel magic draws strength from death and chaos. It is evil in its purest form. And the Legion mastered it long ago."

[wilder]

Even if she has an alien face, Zelos recognizes that look. Pastors would give it to him during lessons when he'd ask questions they didn't know. He idly wonders how much of this information she's learned herself, or is simply reciting from elders.

"The Light, huh..." The way she phrased it, it sounded to be much more than simple light element. In fact, he could take a guess what sort of power she means.

But, he was supposed to be a simple mercenary right? Better to err on the side of stupid.

"Do you mean like...sunlight light or something else?"

[telaari]

She looks back to him, folding her arms in front of her chest.

"No, I mean... The Light." Well, this isn't the first person she's had to explain this to today, but it is starting to get a bit tedious. "The Holy Light of Creation. The Light of the Naaru. It gives shape to all things where Fel magic undoes them. You truly have not heard of it?"

[wilder]

He seems to consider, then shakes his head with a shrug. He'll be nice and leave out the stories of angels with their own brand of holy light- light that would be used to wipe out towns.

"Sorry. Never heard of that. Mana's thought to be what created everything where I'm from. Light's just one of the eight elements of mana."