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- ϟ gaius (fire emblem: awakening),
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your hands protect the flames
Who: The Dragonsworn
What: The first arrival of the Dragonsworn goes a bit...awry.
Where: Scattered around the perimeter of Suramar.
When: Dawn on March 21st
Warnings: Please PM the mods if any warnings are needed
It is almost as if you've woken from a daydream when the ground meets your feet. The stench of fire is overpowering, and though dawn is just approaching in the canopies of Kalimdor, bright flashes of green can be seen between the branches of impossibly tall trees. If that doesn't snap you out of your surprise, then the sound of nearby spitting in demonic tongue may persuade you to get a grip and notice your surroundings -- you are not alone. There are others like you, huddled just a bit too close, with a somewhat familiar face keeping you from advancing further. Looking down at your hands may briefly reveal a momentary flash of color, but nothing lasting more than a few seconds.
The mages of each flight take the helm of their charges, and they are quick to notice any movement from their groups despite channeling some sort of spell to keep you protected. Stray fire will bounce off an invisible shield that ripples when anything make contact with it. There seems to be nothing in sight but your new comrades, and your guardian -- at least not on the ground. The sky has flying demons swarming a pack of dragons -- and the dragons are very clearly losing. Look just a bit farther, and you might find more dragons, though these clearly have different colored scales than the ones above your head.
While distracted, you may hear your guardian speak to you. "There may yet be wounded nearby -- if you care to, bring them here, and we will tend to them from the Sanctum." Briefly, they gesture skyward, toward the dragons flying overhead. "Do not bring to us any that are not our own, lest you invite their demise!"
But the mage is focused on casting -- they are in no position to halt your advance, and they know it. They speak with concern -- concern for you, concern for the dire situation at hand. The demonic cackling is drawing near. The forests are rapidly becoming overrun, and there are already a few dragons slain on the forest floor.
"Take care, Dragonsworn -- I am bringing us to safety, but it will take time. To wander far is to invite your ruin, and we cannot afford the loss of your life."
[OOC: You are free to mingle on this post as you choose, despite the flight groups being scattered through the forests around Suramar -- after this log, you will be separated into your sanctums, and your interactions will be watched much more closely. Attempting to enter the city itself will result in a vicious attack from demons that will kill. The Dragon Mages will be tagging sporadically to heroes of their matching flight, and the conclusion of this log will lead Dragonsworn through portals to their Sanctums.]
What: The first arrival of the Dragonsworn goes a bit...awry.
Where: Scattered around the perimeter of Suramar.
When: Dawn on March 21st
Warnings: Please PM the mods if any warnings are needed
It is almost as if you've woken from a daydream when the ground meets your feet. The stench of fire is overpowering, and though dawn is just approaching in the canopies of Kalimdor, bright flashes of green can be seen between the branches of impossibly tall trees. If that doesn't snap you out of your surprise, then the sound of nearby spitting in demonic tongue may persuade you to get a grip and notice your surroundings -- you are not alone. There are others like you, huddled just a bit too close, with a somewhat familiar face keeping you from advancing further. Looking down at your hands may briefly reveal a momentary flash of color, but nothing lasting more than a few seconds.
The mages of each flight take the helm of their charges, and they are quick to notice any movement from their groups despite channeling some sort of spell to keep you protected. Stray fire will bounce off an invisible shield that ripples when anything make contact with it. There seems to be nothing in sight but your new comrades, and your guardian -- at least not on the ground. The sky has flying demons swarming a pack of dragons -- and the dragons are very clearly losing. Look just a bit farther, and you might find more dragons, though these clearly have different colored scales than the ones above your head.
While distracted, you may hear your guardian speak to you. "There may yet be wounded nearby -- if you care to, bring them here, and we will tend to them from the Sanctum." Briefly, they gesture skyward, toward the dragons flying overhead. "Do not bring to us any that are not our own, lest you invite their demise!"
But the mage is focused on casting -- they are in no position to halt your advance, and they know it. They speak with concern -- concern for you, concern for the dire situation at hand. The demonic cackling is drawing near. The forests are rapidly becoming overrun, and there are already a few dragons slain on the forest floor.
"Take care, Dragonsworn -- I am bringing us to safety, but it will take time. To wander far is to invite your ruin, and we cannot afford the loss of your life."
[OOC: You are free to mingle on this post as you choose, despite the flight groups being scattered through the forests around Suramar -- after this log, you will be separated into your sanctums, and your interactions will be watched much more closely. Attempting to enter the city itself will result in a vicious attack from demons that will kill. The Dragon Mages will be tagging sporadically to heroes of their matching flight, and the conclusion of this log will lead Dragonsworn through portals to their Sanctums.]
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Aha, I dunno if this is really the time for exposition! You know, with the battle and all?
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.. but he isn't wrong, so genis begrudges the answer for now, even though his look clearly says we will speak of this later foolish zelos!! ]
Right..
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[But yes it is a cop-out. Maybe he learned it from Kratos. And in true redheaded swordsmen fashion, he's changing the subject]
Anyway, can you still use your magic?
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[ BEWILDERED.. does that sort of thing happen?? granted, he hasn't tried to use a spell yet, and now that he thinks about it, the mana here feels kind of.. strange. if it can even be called mana at all.. ]
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[NO BIG DEAL RIGHT???]
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[ wow zelos maybe it's no big deal to you you fuck, who's used to this sort of dumb thing and also knows how to sword. without his spells, genis is just a tiny kid with a kendama!!
not that kendama antics can't potentially end painfully, but.. ]
Let me try..
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[Hey it is a big deal to him! He's just you know, a Chosen. What is sharing their worries? They could make losing a limb sound like no big deal!]
[Plus you know, he has no idea if this Genis knows he's an angel or not so...yeah. Let's not mention that right now.]
[But he'll wait for Genis to try!]
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nevertheless, the fireball that genis attempts to summon and fling is met with.. unsurprisingly, nothing at all. he gapes at his hands for a moment, tries again, and, looking mildly fearful -- ]
Wh-wha.. but..
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[He watches the failed attempt. It's unsurprising considering his own magic failed, but it's concerning none the less. He knows Genis's magic is his only real defense. Kid couldn't help it, he was too tiny to wield a sword and he doubted Iselia had much in the way of fight training for kids.]
[Still...did this mean he'd have to work double-time to make sure the kid lived too? Argh. What a pain. If Genis wasn't a child, he'd be tempted to ditch him.]
[But Genis was a kid so maybe he should try....being comforting. Say something nice. The kid is in a horrible situation]
....You wanna borrow one of my daggers? You just have to stick things with the pointy end.
[Nailed it.]
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because yeah, this kid doesn't know how to melee if his life depended on it; his powerful spells have always been his main offense, and without them he feels like a sitting duck.
on a battlefield.
it's taking all of his willpower to keep from trembling, but to his credit, he tries to look tough!! ]
Yeah! I can.. try that.
[ at least he's.. you know. small. able to get under people to shank them and stuff. GO FOR THE ACHILLES TENDON, GENIS ]
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[But yeah he doesn't blame you about the sitting duck feeling. He'll open up his jacket and pull out a dagger and sheathe he keeps tucked inside, offering it to Genis. It's a nice dagger. Not one of the fancier ones in design, in fact it's pretty plain. But it's sharp and good quality make wise.]
Here. It's not much of a throwing knife, so don't try that.
[Plus it's not like he knows how to get it replaced in this world!]
And...I guess you can just stick close to me until we know what's going on with the magic.
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genis just sort of.. stares at the dagger in his palm for a few long moments, as if testing its weight, its solidity, its ability to kill all the things. he doesn't look too confident, but.. it's better than nothing. ]
R-right. Thanks.
[ words he never thought to hear from zelos wow!! but it's weirdly comforting, somehow.. ]
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You don't have to act so surprised, you know!
[HE'S NOT MEAN ENOUGH TO LEAVE A HELPLESS KID TO DIE GOSH]
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[ COULD HAVE HAD HIM FOOLED.. ]
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[ TOTALLY BELIEVABLE ZELOS BUT OKAY... ]
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And don't worry, if the Professor shows up you'll go right back to her!
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[ actual five year old zelos wilder. but, a pause - ]
Do you.. think that could happen..?
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Raine showing up? [he shrugs] I dunno, I don't think it's impossible.
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[ i mean, if he and zelos are here, after all.. maybe she's already here, and he just doesn't know it yet. but wow, now he's thinking about it, and he doesn't know which possibility is worse.. ]
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Aw well, if it happens it happens. No point in fretting over it.
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[ wow zelos stop being the voice of reason, okay, it's weird!! anyway he's going to try not to look too mopey. ]
You'll - let me know if you find her, right?
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[Except that question gets sass]
Let you know? I dunno, keeping it secret and seeing how long it takes you to figure it out does seem appealing....
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see look LOOK we're right back to this shit!! ]
Zelos!!
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Haha, jeez calm down Squirt! I'm kidding. Of course I'd tell you if I find the Professor.
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