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#1 Jessica_Morgan Jul 11, 2008 15:47:02	In the mage school Tailishmia, a large hearthfire burns merrily in one of the halls. A young mage goes to add wood to it - Only to leap back in surprise as it roars, reaching for the cieling. The flames turn a bloody red, and echoing, demonic laughter emanates from it. This laughter turns into a hacking cough as Tyler Vici, Daemon Magus, stumbles out of it, his skin even more ashy gray than normal. He takes one look at the people giving him stunned stares and concludes that, yes, this is a school for mages. "Hi," he says guardedly. "Umm, I'm Tyler, and, ah, Shethila and Mashith will be here in a moment. Erm...what feels like sacred ground?"
#2 ice_eyes Jul 11, 2008 16:15:58	Shethila steps through the fire and begins to flap the moment she steps through the gate, loosing her balance. Mashith however, does not have her mother’s quick reflexes yet and all 400 pounds of her falls right into Tyler. “I’m sorry.” She says hurriedly as she tries to get up. Two Nolisians launch themselves at Tyler and Grip his arms and torso, pinning him fully and lifting him off the ground, growling menacingly. “Nolisianan, kasht icto!” Shethila roars at the two. “Shea themt mek costet bek Kasdetin.” The two quickly drop Tyler and drop to all fours below him and lower their wings. the mutter in the same language Shethila is using. “They are asking your forgiveness Pack-Leader.” Shethila tells Tyler calmly as Mashith takes her place behind her mother. Three mages in white robes with rainbowed hems walk over to Tyler and bow slightly to him. “Welcome to our home, you are.” they have a strange accent, as if their mouths are not used to hard sounds. “though magic you do have, corrupt it is. use it, you will not.” the first one speaks. “You will bring Calsilinimia to me at once.” Shethila speaks promptly to a young human walking bye. the student bows and hurries away.
#3 Jessica_Morgan Jul 11, 2008 16:22:33	"Nothin' to forgive," Tyler says, with some pain in his voice. Jesus, but this place hurt like pure faith. "They were just doing their job." The Daemon Magus then points at the mage who told him not to use magic. "Just for that, y'know what, invocari polyglatoma." Tyler grins as the spell of tongues settles around his lips and he eases into the new language. Of course, he hears it as English - that was just how the spell worked. "I need two things - to talk to whomever took over for Elmira, and to get out of sacred ground. I need that last one rather more quickly, because I may be forced to blast my way out of here pretty soon unless I leave."
#4 ice_eyes Jul 11, 2008 16:45:19	The two mages both point Wands at Tyler and five more step forward, wands out. "Gashith coieen!"(Remove him.) the first mage, the one who addressed Tyler first, shouts. The five Shadian mages close in around Tyler and three veiled Nolisians Grab Tyler and force a gag over his mouth. Lifting him off the ground they forcibly carry him out of the School and to the gate. "Wait!" a young woman shouts, running up to them, long golden blond hair flowing freely over her shoulder. her clothing is simple, nothing like the elaborate white robes of the mages. She is wearing a loincloth and breastband not unlike the one Shethila wears, it seems to be held onto her body by strings, the outfit was obviously much too big for her, but was somehow tied to fit her thin, muscular body in an appealing manner. Her face looks appealingly innocent, yet, her eyes speak of a wisdom and knowledge beyond that of a normal human, or even a long-lived Nolisian. “Hail Pack-Leader, you have been gone, we were worried.” Calsi says as she bows to Shethila in a fair imitation of the Nolisian manner.
#5 Jessica_Morgan Jul 11, 2008 16:53:18	"Mmrfmf!" Tyler exclaims indignantly, but he isn't gagged for long - the draconic head snakes up and bites the cloth in half. "Thank you, Kivi. People need to learn how to identify a language spell when they see one. Christ..." The Daemon Magus rubs his temples. Spots were starting to appear in his vision. "Look, can we threaten to kill each other the hell outside? If I stay here much longer, it's going to get bad for everyone, but mostly for me, because I'll explode into really holy ashes. Shethila, can you reason with 'em? Please?"
#6 ice_eyes Jul 11, 2008 17:00:44	“Inside their walls, I respect their rules.” Shethila says calmly as the Nolisians carefully set Tyler outside the gate. They bow somewhere between him and Shethila, not quite knowing who is in charge, and close the gate after Calsi leaves it. “Sorry about that.” Calsi says a little sheepishly. "They are very careful about corrupted magic, most of the students are still developing their magic, and corruption could leak into their magic as well without their even knowing it.” she says as she flips her waste length flaxen hair over her shoulder to hang behind her. “If you follow their rules, and they do not have to many, they are very nice and one of the most hospitable people in the world.” Calsi explains. “If you wish to speak with their leaders, Calsilinimia will be able to help you.” Shethila waves a hand as Calsi. “She is their daughter.” Shethila says calmly to Tyler.
#7 Jessica_Morgan Jul 11, 2008 17:02:19	"Well, it's nice to meet you. I'm just gonna call you Cal. I'm Tyler Emeritus Vici, Daemon Magus and High Inquisitor of my Lord God the Father. You obviously know Shethila and Mashith - they are in my care for the time being. I need to speak to whoever's taking over for Elmira - got important things to tell them before we move on."
#8 ice_eyes Jul 11, 2008 17:11:51	“Please, I prefer Calsi.” She says with a smile. she looks between Tyler and Shethila. “Forgive me for seeming abrupt, but why is Shethila still alive?” Calsi quickly speaks again. “I mean, not that I want her dead, but, she said that you had won the right of Pack-leader, but all rights, she should be dead.” Calsi looks a little uncomfortable. “As for speaking to the person in charge. umm, do you want to go to the palace? Or do you want to speak to the king?”
#9 Jessica_Morgan Jul 11, 2008 17:17:22	"The king, if that's at all possible," Tyler says offhandedly while he massages his temples. "As to why Shethila is alive, it wasn't a fight to the death that I was aware of. I defeated her, and I healed her. We know who the winner was. Besides, it's temporary anyway - just until Mashith has done whatever it is Kaylee needs her to do."
#10 ice_eyes Jul 11, 2008 18:57:57	Calsi looks a little confused but nods her head in acceptance. “this way.” she leads them through a maze of streets, not leading them towards the palace, but away from it, to the outer layers of the city. She stops when the reach the end of the not-so-well-off section. “I must change, else wise we will have people who would see me as easy prey setting upon us. Do not be alarmed.” Calsi closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. she gasps as if in pain and falls to her hands and knees. her skin ripples, as if something is moving under it, and wings grow from her back swiftly. within moments Calsi is standing on all fours, Nolisian in Body, and quite as large as Shethila. her skin is a mottled golden brown and her main is the same flaxen color as her hair. when she speaks, her voice is slightly deeper than it was before. “I am ready, come, we must move swiftly, even the power of the Nolisians is challenged here, we will not be safe until we reach Lord Deth’s home.”
#11 Jessica_Morgan Jul 11, 2008 19:04:13	Tyler nods once, tersely, and draws a Glock. Around his free hand, a white, draconic tattoo slithers, until the head is on the fingertip. Watching every shadow, he follows Calsi.
#12 ice_eyes Jul 11, 2008 19:30:06	Calsi leads them through progressively worsening living conditions until all around them are mangy dogs and naked children and mothers screaming curses of all kinds at them. “Ok, those of us who can fly are going to leave you now.” Calsi whispers to Tyler, looking around her to make sure no one could hear them. “Once we are out of sight, turn down this alleyway,” she points to their left, “Twenty paces in there is a brick on the right wall that is brown instead of red, tap it three times, and then twice again. We will meet you inside.” Calsi looks around her again and launches herself into the air. for no apparent reason she roared so loudly it echoed off the walls and down the streets. women and children started screaming and running in all directions, making Tyler’s walk into the ally completely unnoticed and Mashith and Shethila’s flight, adding to Calsi’s, just made the hysteria worse.
#13 Jessica_Morgan Jul 11, 2008 19:35:13	Tyler follows her instructions to the letter, tapping the brick with the barrel of his Glock. The Daemon Magus is held up only for a few moments - the wall dissapears, revealing a young mage in honey-yellow robes, trimmed in black. The young mage finds two guns in his face. "Hi," Tyler says blithely. "Listen, I've had a bad day, so forgive me if I'm a little paranoid at the moment. These things here? They cause very loud explosions followed by very painful death. No magery, okay? I'm just here to see the king."
#14 ice_eyes Jul 11, 2008 19:42:10	Tyler find a knife pressed over his throat and an arm around his shoulder. “Kill my mage, and I kill you stranger. I want you to tell me who you are, why you are here, and how you knew the code to get into my domain.” A cold, calculating voice says from being him. Something about this man tells Tyler that any movement at all and the knife will go into his throat without hesitation. “No one threatens Lord Deth’s men or girls while in The House.” Someone pulls the mage back and stands in the door. Mottled gold skin reflects the firelight in the entrance. "Da, at least come inside, the hystaria won;t last for long, and people will see the entrace with the door open." Calsi sais before turning away from the door and walking bakc into the mess of light, noise, and the smells of good food, unlike anything one would expect to find in this section of town.
#15 Jessica_Morgan Jul 11, 2008 19:43:23	Whomever is behind him, in turn, feels a rather large mouth around his/her torso. "Okay, we can either kill each other, or we can both put our weapons and/or dragons away very slowly and then talk. I'm liking that second option, how about you?"
#16 ice_eyes Jul 11, 2008 19:51:55	“That sounds fine to me.” The voice behind him says cheerily. “You first.” the cheer drops from his tone. “And you should know, Dragons died off many years ago, I don’t know what magic you are using, but I know it is not Shadian magic, I cannot see your aura.”
#17 Jessica_Morgan Jul 11, 2008 19:53:19	The mouth moves off of the knife-man's body. "Maybe they're dead here, but Kivilitratra might take insult to you calling her race extinct. She's slated to become a queen, y'know. Once I get her off of me. Now, knife, and then I holster the guns. Good?"
#18 ice_eyes Jul 12, 2008 9:19:20	Slowly, as if it is against his better judgment, the man pulls the knife away from Tyler’s throat. “I do not know where you have come from Stranger, but the guardians of Spirit abandoned our people during the great wars and were killed off by the Shadowed Mage.” the man explains. once Tyler puts the guns away he relaxes and leads them inside. “Spider, close the door.” He commands as he flops down into a chair near the hearth. the room is warm and friendly, the chatter is not the loud raucousness of drunks, but more the lively banter found among comrades who are relaxing. this is not at all the kind of place one expects to find in the lower slums. the lamps are all of good quality oil and do not smoke, yet still give off a pleasant light, the girls wandering around the room in slim-fitting and revealing outfits do not have the scrawny, diseased look of the women out in the street. they look healthy and well fed, if not fed as much as they could desire. Tyler can feel corruption in the air, but it is not the same as there was outside. in here is the kind of corruption one expects to find of a guild of people who are not within the law, but these people all seem happy and well mannered, if a bit undereducated and crude in their language. Calsi walks out of a side door in a clean looking well made cotton dress. like all the tunics of the men in this room, it is honey yellow, but this one has no black trim, instead, it is trimmed in white. she approaches the man seated next to the fire and sits to his left, calm as can be in a room filled with men who keep fondling the serving-maids, and the serving-maids letting them. As the mage comes and takes a seat on the man's right, Tyler notices that the only jewelry this man wears is four gold earrings in his right ear, and that every man I the room has at least a silver loops of the same style. Some have gold, and some have more than one, but only the mage – Spider – has four as well. “So, what brings you to Lord Deth’s domain?” the man asks calmly as takes two crystal goblets of a dark red liquid from a black-haired servingwoman and offers one to Tyler.
#19 Jessica_Morgan Jul 13, 2008 12:45:31	"Well, assuming this "Lord Deth" is in charge during her absence, I thought it was a good plan to tell him where Elmira is, since she's probably not coming home for awhile and Some Serious Stuff has gone down in the interim. Aside from that, I need help getting to the domains of the Nolisians, to tell them I'll be borrowing Shethila for awhile." Tyler very pointedly does not touch the drink, instead occupying his time by unslinging his backpack and rummaging through it absentmindedly. No sound emanates from its depths.
#20 ice_eyes Jul 14, 2008 9:59:47	The Man jumps to his feet, his eyes wide and stares at Tyler intently. “Where is my wife? Is she safe, what has happened to her?” he says, almost angrily. five men in honey-yellow tunics stand and make to walk towards Tyler with very unfriendly looks on their faces. Detherin takes a deep breath and waves them away with a nod. “I am sorry I did not mean to snap, but it has been hard for me, running both of her kingdoms, trying to sooth our daughters when I know nothing of how to talk to them, and worrying about her. She’s does recklessly stupid things when I am not about to keep her in Line. Allif gives her his good judgment, but he will not stop her from doing what it is she wishes to do.” Lord Deth sits in his chair again and noticed Tyler’s lack of interest in his wine. “I haven’t poisoned it, I never poison anyone in The House, bad for business. I do all my dealings here.”
#21 Jessica_Morgan Jul 15, 2008 11:11:03	Tyler smiles. "Nice to finally meet you, Deth - I'm Tyler. Your wife is fine, and, by all accounts, is heading to Sigil in the aid of one Felix Chant, Magician. 'Safe' is a term both innacurate and laughable, but she's in the care of my daughter and, if my instincts are right, can take care of herself anyway." The Daemon Magus still doesn't touch the wine, but his draconic tattoo slithers down to his hand and a small head pulls itself from his finger to slither into the backpack. "Unfortunately, Elmira appears to have gone Bizzaro-World on everyone and has split into two halves, one of which seems to be Evil As Hell. Aside from that, she's in perfect health, as is Allif, despite an...erm...encounter with Chaos. I count myself lucky the poor guy didn't turn into pudding. Talking pudding."
#22 ice_eyes Jul 15, 2008 11:58:52	Detherin leans forward in his chair. “What do you mean she split in two? Is she all right? what about Allif, who is Chaos, I want the whole story.” Detherin sits back in his chair like a man who is used to being obeyed, but not unreasonably. He does not seem smug or arrogant, just sure of himself. “And please, I understand that in this part of the city, poisoning is always an option, but I have not poisoned that cup, you have magic of some kind, surely you can tell that.” Detherin says as he nods his head at the same black-haired serving woman, who brings food for three. “Honestly Tyler, Da would not poison you, you are with me.” Calsi puts in unashamedly. She takes the plate of food offered her and daintily picks at her meet, leaving the warm bread with melted butter and steamed beans alone.
#23 Jessica_Morgan Jul 15, 2008 12:18:08	"Well, I only have time for the short version, so here's how it goes - there are two of your wife, and one of them wants to kill you. Try to avoid that one. Allif is physically just fine, but I have no clue what Chaos did to him." Tyler pauses, and it's obvious that he's searching for a way to explain something. "Chaos itself is...well, Chaos. There's no other way to really explain it. He was one of the four who built existence, and now he's just kinda enjoying it. He didn't realize Allif was inherantly magical - he was probably being lazy - and his touch changed him, as it changes everything. There didn't seem to be any ill effects." "At the moment, your wife and Allif are traipising through the multiverse with my daughter Seraphina, Felix Chant, and various others. They're playing a game with a very old and very potent entity, but Felix is the one paying stakes - the others are simply his companions. Felix is a cursed magician. Anything else you need to know?" The Daemon Magus mutters a few words and, when the cup doesn't spontaenously combust, takes a cautious sip.
#24 ice_eyes Jul 15, 2008 12:29:15	Tyler finds that the wine is a very good wine, of the finest quality. “I know Nothing of this Chaos, I know that on this world, the Mother created us and continues to Nurture us.” Detherin says with such a repetitive air that it seems as if he is saying the words form repeated habit more than anything. “So, what is it you need of me?” Detherin Asks, content for the moment in knowing that his wife is alive and well, and apparently needed elsewhere more than she is here.
#25 Jessica_Morgan Jul 15, 2008 12:34:28	"Technically nothing - I delivered the message. But I would like a horse and a translator to take to the Nolisians so I can explain to them about Shethila. I'd also like to know the names and general appearences of the local religions so I can avoid them - priests and I don't mix well. Any priests - foul ones, pure ones, dumb ones, whatever. It doesn't work out."
#26 ice_eyes Jul 17, 2008 11:13:17	Detherin nods his head. “Fast horses I can provide to you, and provisions for a long journey.” Detherin looks a little suspiciously at Tyler. “I must admit to you, if not for my daughter, and the presence of Shethila and Mashith, I would not trust, nor help you. you are foreign, and I must protect my own.” Detherin wiped his hand over his face, for a moment, lines of age and worry seem to ripple over his face, and he seems to be an ancient man, old and withered with care and years, but the fleeting image fades. Three young men walk up to Detherin, all three of them have long red hair and blazing green eyes. all three are wearing simple tunics of white with vary-colored trm andblack breeches. “Father,” The first says in a neutral tone. “We will accompany the stranger and the Nolisians to Romackith, and the Nolisian mountains.” the second finishes. “Now just wait—” Detherin begins. “This we have seen.” the third says, his voice seems slightly lighter than they other two. Detherin’s shoulders slump as if he has lost a great battle. when he speaks, his voice seems like that of a man who has heard this too many times and does not like it, but will not refute it. “Do as you will, you always do anyway.” he says, putting has head back in his hand and waving the three away with the other. the three look at each other, eyes flicking and body’s twitching slightly, as if they are having an argument that only they can hear. “Go.” the third says in a tone of absolute finality, pointing to a door to their right. the other two, though they do not seem happy, go. “Father.” the boy said in a quite tone, kneeling next to Detherin’s chair. “I do not want to disobey you, or hurt you, but I must do this, and they must come with me.” Apparently this one is the dominant one of the three, and the other two are the subservient ones. “My Fashi, as I said before, do you as you will.” Detherin smiled at the boy. “You are so like your mother, I never could control her either.” he placed his hand on the boys shoulder and sighed deeply. “Your brothers are waiting.” he nods his head towards the door, obviously still unhappy, but at least accepting of his sons choices. the boy turns to Tyler. “You will stay here this night, the sun has already set, the Nolisians have been made comfortable, and a room set for you. Calsi will accompany us, as I know she wishes to, this is not debatable.” the boy finishes his words quickly and leaves just as promptly as he came.
#27 Jessica_Morgan Jul 17, 2008 11:47:14	"I don't really blame you, Lord Deth. After all, here I show up, threatening your doorman, full of magic that screams corruption, with a bad attitude and displaying little trust in return. In your position, I would have beat the hell out of me and asked who I was working for." Tyler sighs. "You've only got my word that I can be trusted, and I hope to prove myself worthy of that. In the meantime, though, I think sleep is a good idea. By the by, do you have any small cats that you don't particularly like? I've got to feed Kivi and she hates dog."
#28 ice_eyes Jul 17, 2008 12:06:35	Detherin looks at Tyler a little concernedly. “I am afraid we do not have spare cat’s, but are you cure she wouldn’t like something more tasteful, like venison, beef, pork maybe?” Detherin asks, a little disturbed.
#29 Jessica_Morgan Jul 17, 2008 12:19:18	"That," Tyler says slowly, as though the thought never occured to him, "works just fine." Tyler wakes up strangling his pillow before he realizes that he is not in Hell and is, indeed, very far away from his own world. The Daemon Magus shivers, the dream crawling up his spine, before he gets dressed. In a few minutes, armed and ready once more, Tyler Vici is down in Lord Deth's feasting hall.
#30 ice_eyes Jul 17, 2008 14:33:48	Detheirn is sitting, bleary-eyed, over a stack of papers with four other people sitting at a circular table near the hearth. “No, we need to come at it from this angle, if we threaten him he might just decide it’s worth dying, but if we offer him a little more than tha—” Detherin looks up and turns to see Tyler walking towards him. He holds up a hand to indicate that he will join Tyler in a minute. “Spider, you know the way in, Whiptongue, see it done, if he puts up a fight, I guess we’ll just have to do without him, we don’t need him that badly and he’s been causing a lot of trouble.” he starts to turn and then stops. “Oh, and post three guards at Miss Nasha’s, someone’s been braking into her shop lately, and she pay’s us well for protection, I want this enterprising young thief caught chastised, and sent on his way.” He smiles tiredly at Tyler. “Sorry about that, business here is never-ending.” Detherin says as he seats himself at one of the tables and smiles his thanks at the modestly dressed young girl who brought Tyler and himself food and drink. “Once our Nolisian friends are up and about, they are still not used to sleeping at night, I shall send you on your way with enough food to feed yourself for several weeks, and two good horses. Calsi will be up in an hour or so, she rarely sleep, and even then, only at dusk and dawn, her conflicting natures keep her awake most of the time, luckily, she needs very little sleep as it is.” Detherin yawned widely as a boy in his colors runs up to him and whispers in his ear. Detherin sighs and shakes his head. “Tell Reaper that if he doesn’t stop I’ll have him branded and sent to Exile for a moon and a day.” Detherin said as coolly as if he were talking about the weather. “Right away my Lord.” The boy bowed and hurried away.
#31 Jessica_Morgan Jul 17, 2008 15:16:34	Tyler blinks once or twice as the information very slowly processes itself in his mind. "Truth be told, I have issues with the whole 'sleep' concept too. You don't really do much of it after you die, and nowadays actually getting to sleep is hard. Thanks for the help, by the way - I really was not relishing trying to summon and control a nightmare from all the way over here. Or at all, really. Hate nightmares..." The Daemon Magus wobbles a bit and puts an elbow down on the table. Soon enough, he's fast asleep again. Do try and forgive him a small, draconic voice says from his collar. As Detherin watches, the dragon tattoo crawls up Tyler's cheek and turns its head to look at him. Tyler has not slept well or truly in many moons, and I'm afraid I'll have to guide him in the saddle for awhile. He needs the rest. My name is Kivilitratra, but you may call me Kivi. I am Tyler's friend and, technically, prisoner, not that he meant it.
#32 ice_eyes Jul 17, 2008 15:31:26	Detherin jumps in his chair a little in surprise. “Magic of all kinds I had thought I had seen, but never have I seen the like of this!” He exclaims quietly. He leans forward to look at Kivi. “Pleasure to meet you ma’am, I assume, assuming you have been there the whole time, that you know of me and what I do?” Detherin tilts his head at the dragon. “I am sorry to hear you are a prisoner, though as to Tyler not meaning to imprison you. That must be an interesting story.” Detherin leans back in his chair and drinks his tea. “If you think it would help, I know of several harmless drugs that will help him to sleep, When taken in small doses, it will induce dreamless sleep for up to four hours, no more than that. Taken only two or three times a week, it will not be addicting either, I know, I suffer from sleeplessness as well.” he rubs a hand over his face. “I didn’t sleep at all last night. I need a vacation, but I have too many jobs to take one.”
#33 Jessica_Morgan Jul 17, 2008 15:38:17	It's a reasonable suggestion, but Tyler is stubborn and proud. He'd never take it. And you've met me before - I was the mouth on your torso when you were threatening to kill him. I'm afraid that if he dies, I go right with him. Kivi sighs with a rippling motion that actually moves Tyler's skin. It really wasn't his fault that I'm here. I wouldn't fit through a portal, so he used stolen magic to turn me into this tattoo so that we could escape our prison together. Unfortunately, he used it too well, and now I am stuck while he searches for the means to remove me. It isn't a bad life, really, but it does grow irksome at times. I hope we may leave soon - Tyler plans on going to Earth later, and I do long to see my home again.
#34 ice_eyes Jul 17, 2008 15:53:04	“Really?” Detherin asks thoughtfully. “Well I don’t claim to be an expert, but I am versed in Magic of many kinds. Perhaps, hmm...” he puts his head in his hand thoughtfully. “If you would deign to let me look into your past, I might be able to see the spell that put you there, and I would probably be able to either devise a way to help you, or send you to someone who can.” Detherin pulls a beautifully carved rose out of a pouch on his belt. It is made of a peach-colored crystal, and images seem to whirl and vanish across it’s surface.
#35 Jessica_Morgan Jul 17, 2008 16:00:40	Thank you, but no. Ty feels terrible about it, and it'd hurt his feelings if I let someone else fix it. He's...different, than he appears to most people. Oh, he's waking up! Kivi retreats down Tyler's body, underneath his shirt/ Tyler himself jerks awake. "Oh jeez - I'm sorry. That was rude of me..."
#36 ice_eyes Jul 17, 2008 16:14:01	“Not a problem, I myself should probably go to bed soon.” Detherin says cheerfully as he picks over his breakfast. “Why don’t you eat, it’ll at least wake you a little, and the tea is a special blend our healer makes to help give people energy in the morning.” Detherin holds up his hands before Tyler can protest. “There are no drugs of any kind it it, just some common garden plants that our healer says are good for us.”
#37 Jessica_Morgan Aug 06, 2008 15:30:07	Tyler holds up his hands to refuse - And promptly passes out again.
#38 ice_eyes Aug 06, 2008 15:41:52	((Before Tyler woke up)) The most beautiful woman Tyler has ever seen stands before him. For his mind, the image of his wife is applied to the image. “Tyler, we must speak.” The image speaks in an ethereal voice that seems to be in his ears and mind at the same time. “I know what goes through your heart right now. Know that it is your own mind that has created the image you see, and not any trick I have played.” The person seems to glow slightly around the edges, and the background behind her is vague and blurred, as if not to be seen clearly by human eyes.
#39 Jessica_Morgan Aug 06, 2008 15:57:01	"Oh for the love of..." There is awe in Tyler's mind, and the goddess can clearly sense it - just as clearly, she can sense that Tyler is trying not to fall on his knees and worship her. It is a testament to his force of will that he continues to speak so flippantly. "What do you want?"
#40 ice_eyes Aug 06, 2008 16:06:23	“I am not here to ask you to do something, but to request that you not do something.” The Goddess replies in a calm, kind voice. “My children have thrived for years, they have fallen away, and returned to me again. Many sins have the commited, and the ways of peace between my children and the Children of earth and air and fire and water has returned.” she steps towards Tyler and lays her hands on his weapons. “Use these only if you must.” She says with a tone of worry in her voice. “I will not order you, you are not mine to order, your heart belongs to another, but I ask it of you.” She reaches into her poscket and pulls out a talisman. “I have had this made for you. It hold no holy power to hurt you, but it’s magic is unlike any my people have ever encountered, they will not sense it.” She places it around his neck. “Wear it, and no one from this world will see your weapons as they are, they will see what their mind wishes them to see, be it magic or skill.” She places two fingers under his chin and raises his head to her. gently, she kisses him on the cheek. “I shall leave you to your dreams, and sweet dreams they will be.” The kiss lingers on his cheek like a wish of good will.
#41 Jessica_Morgan Aug 06, 2008 16:16:06	Before he awakes, the goddess can hear Tyler mutter, "If I'm gonna cap a fool, I'm gonna cap a fool. Doesn't mean I'm gonna go around selling the recipie for blessed glocks..."
#42 ice_eyes Aug 06, 2008 16:21:14	As Tyler slips from the waking dream of the Goddess into normal dream, he can hear a deep throated chuckle. “I never would have thought that of you.” The dream he slips into is a Dream, not quite of his own making where he is face to face with his wife, and most welcoming she is.
#43 Jessica_Morgan Aug 06, 2008 16:28:16	Tyler is awake just long enough to have the fleeting suspicion that this isn't even his dream-wife before his mind falls into smooth sleep and suspicion is, for a night at least, far beyond him. Tyler wakes up with a small puddle of drool on the table. He rubs his eyes, stretches, and murmurs something that sounds like, "Inaya." At that particular point, he remembers that he's in a den of thieves and scoundrels and stands rather quickly. "How long was I asleep?"
#44 ice_eyes Aug 06, 2008 16:36:52	“All Day.” Calsi is seated in front of hi, going through a huge pile of papers. “This is no good; Da knows that he should never trust Verin’s translations.” She scratches out a symbol and replaces it with a new one. “Mashith and Shethila are awake and fed. Here.” She pushes a plate of still warm food towards Tyler. “I already ate, this is for you.” It seems to be kind of thick stew with bread and melted butter. “Oh, and before you check your purse, no one in here will steal from you. No thievery or fighting in here, Da’s orders, and no one disobeys Da."
#45 Jessica_Morgan Aug 06, 2008 17:01:19	Tyler digs in ravenously. Manners are at an all-time low, and yet, he gets none on himself. The fact that he steams slightly through the meal might have something to do with that. "Oh God, that feels so much better. Alright, we should get moving before something else invades my dreamscape. I swear, I should open up a hotel in my head." Tyler stands, wobbles a bit from fatigue, and then starts walking. He stops and turns around when he realizes he has no clue where he's going. "Um, lead on?"
#46 ice_eyes Aug 06, 2008 17:14:14	Calsi Chuckles and takes off the simple dress she was wearing, showing yet again the loose fitting Nolisian garb she had worn earlier. She changes form and looks at Tyler through eyes covered by the black Nolisian face veil. “The North Road is the road that the stables exit onto. Follow the North Road out of town and exit the city through the gate. We will meet you on the other side of the bridge.” She says calmly. “Fear not the road through town, Lord Deth’s Mark is on the horses, no one will touch you.” Calsi drops to all fours, stretches, and shakes like a wet dog before jumping to the wall, climbing it, and disappearing somewhere in the rafters. “This way sir, two horses have been prepared for you. You will find a months worth of food on the packbeast and three sets of traveling cloths.” The servant leads Tyler to the stables and leaves him there.
#47 Jessica_Morgan Aug 06, 2008 17:38:29	Tyler gets on the horses and begins to ride. The moment he's outside of the city, he's fast asleep again. "I hate horses," Tyler mutters as he dismounts. The Nolisian's mountain home looms up before him, and Tyler adds, "and I hate cold. A lot." "Odd, given that you are descended from Gareth and bonded to an ice dragon." "Kivi, I love you to death, but any more smart observations and I'm going to beat you with a stick."
#48 ice_eyes Aug 06, 2008 17:59:21	The three Nolisians Land a distance from Tyler, to avoid scaring the horses, and look up at their mountain home. “I advise caution; there are beasts in these woods that are not at all friendly.” Shethila advises Tyler as she waits for him to decide what they are going to do. “Mother, why don’t we just leave the horses with a farmer and fly him up to the mountains? That would be fastest.” Mashith says timidly. over the journey, her complaining about the long travel and lack of sleep got to the point where her mother both cuffed her and put a spell of silence on her, on top of Tyler’s reprimands, this has cowed her for the remainder of the journey.
#49 Jessica_Morgan Aug 06, 2008 18:09:05	"Yeah, I'd have to be a corpse before I fly up that. The rest of you can fly all you want. I'm walking. As to the horses, I'll cover that." Tyler removes the supplies he can carry and puts them into his never-full backpack, then touches each of the horses and mutters a string of Latin words. With a brief crack and the smell of brimstone, the horses are sent back to the stables from whence they came. With that, he starts walking. "Umm, is there anything in these mountains that is significantly fireproof?"
#50 ice_eyes Aug 06, 2008 18:15:57	"Rock." All three Nolisians say at once
#51 Jessica_Morgan Aug 09, 2008 13:38:30	"Right. Calsi, you're with me." Tyler unholsters one of his guns - still wearing the pendant given him by the Mother - and begins cautiously picking his way up the slope.
#52 ice_eyes Aug 09, 2008 13:49:36	Calsi nods her head and waves to the other two. “We will see you at the caves.” Shethila looks at Mashith and the two of them take off together, flying for the mountains. “What do you need of me?” Calsi asks respectfully. She looks to the skyline. “Dawn is only a couple of hours away, we should hurry.”
#53 Jessica_Morgan Aug 09, 2008 14:02:03	"Mostly? Human company. Kivi isn't human and of the other two, one treats me like a walking god and the other tried very enthusiastically to kill me. It gets a little wearing, y'know." "So, what can I expect from the Nolisians? I don't really know them, you know."
#54 ice_eyes Aug 09, 2008 14:10:12	Calsi thinks about his question for a moment. “they are a strange people, very few actually understand them. First off, they are proud, with right, but still, proud.” Calsi walks next to Tyler and chooses her words carefully. “If you have won the right of leadership from Shethila, they will either accept you as one of them, an a pack leader, or they will challenge you for the right and try to kill you. Many of them see Shethila as unorthodox. Her habit of not killing challengers and her views of humans make her either very respected, or viewed as weak. I advise you to watch your back. Most will willingly accept you, but there are some malcontents who might decide now is the right time to change the way things are done.”
#55 Jessica_Morgan Aug 09, 2008 14:14:28	"Well, I don't exactly have an opening in my schedule for a third death, so if anyone challenges me, I'm not going to play around. I sincerely hope they have a means of treating severe burns if I am attacked. Are there any ritual greetings or observences I'll need to give? Anything I shouldn't do? I mean, c'mon, I'm about to meet an entire people who see me as a tasty snack. I could use a hand." The two continue their long climb.
#56 ice_eyes Aug 09, 2008 18:36:30	“Yes” Calsi says succinctly. “When we reach the caves we are expected to speak first. The greeting is as follows. When we see the guards you will hail them first with ‘Hail brothers, may your nights be long and your hunts plentiful.’ this will let them know first off that you were accepted by at least one Nolisian Pack. They will answer you with the same phrase. After that you must give them your name and rank.” Calsi stopped and lifted herself to two feet, sniffing the air. Not finding anything she returns to Tyler. “Your title is ‘Tyler Emeritus Vici, Magus, Pack Leader, Cave Leader, Ruler of the Nolisian peoples.’ you must say it exactly like that. You have won the right of leader from Shethila, and if you do not accept the rank, at least until you can speak to the council, you will be killed. I doubt even you can take on the entire Nolisian race.” Calsi stops and sniffs the air again. “Shethila will spread word of her defeat; she is proud, but fair and honest.” Calsi stops again and looks around worriedly. “Something is not right. There is no sound. There should be birds and insects, but there is nothing. Not a single sound.” Calsi pricks her ears, moving them backward and forwards, a low growl can be heard in her throat. “Be on your guard Tyler Vici, there is something here that shouldn’t be.”
#57 Jessica_Morgan Aug 09, 2008 18:46:26	"Huh. Well, we have this saying where I come from - 'Can't someone else do it?'. Daemon invocari." A crack opens in the ground, and a sulphurous stench wafts from it. Nothing else happens until the crack gives the beep-beep-beep of a busy signal. "Well damn. That sucks. Something's blocking the spell. Oh well - time to do it the creepy way." Tyler utters what sounds like a few paragraphs of Latin, and brimstone leaps from the crack and coalesces in front of him until it has formed into flesh and blood - three dozen floating eyes with mouths in the pupils. "One-two-check." And the eye speaks: "Check-one-two." "Good," its master says in a cheerful tone, "find the ambush that's forming." And the eyes go streaking off.
#58 ice_eyes Aug 09, 2008 19:11:18	The eyes find nothing, no people, no birds, no insects, no animals. “Wait, I think I know what’s wrong. Stay here.” Calsi jumps into the air and flaps her wings hard. She returns a moment later and starts digging for all she is worth, having a hole big enough for a small child in a few minutes. “Blood...Bats...it is the new moon...they are... feeding.” Calsi pants as she digs “they will...leave me...alone. I am... a predator, but... you will not... be safe.” she finished the hole and literally throws Tyler into it. Before he can object she lays over the entrance and settles down.
#59 Jessica_Morgan Aug 09, 2008 19:14:31	"I'm gonna have to say no to that one." Strength that isn't Tyler's pushes Calsi off of him - she catches a glimpse of white scales - and he stands in the open. "Ignis daemonia," the magus mutters, and his body ignites with sickly black flame. "I'm not going to let bats slow me down right now. I'm irritated now." And he begins to march again, steady and inexorable.
#60 ice_eyes Aug 09, 2008 19:31:45	As Tyler walks a large swarm of winged, cat-sized things swoop all around him, ignoring the flames and biting into his skin. several can be seen to fall to the ground, burning, but others still are fine. Calsi growls and jumps into the air over Tyler. “Idiot!” She growls at him, and beings to curse in five different languages as she literally swats and bites the ‘bats’ out of the air.
#61 Jessica_Morgan Aug 09, 2008 20:00:37	"Ow! Ow! Son of a - Levan aegis!" There's a crackle of electricity followed by a loud sparking and several blue flashes as the bats that swoop near him are swatted out of the air like they hit a bug zapper. Tyler is bleeding from wounds on his shoulders and one on his arm, and he's pretty sure he's missing the top part of his left ear. With an annoyed hiss, Tyler cauterizes the wounds. "Anything else here find humans tasty?"
#62 ice_eyes Aug 10, 2008 8:17:55	Calsi cries out in surprise as the field goes up and drops from the air with a thump. “My solution was easier and safer, and neither of us would have gotten hurt. thanks to your bad mood and pride, both of us are now injured.” Calsi says irritably. “And yes, our world is full of dangers. This forest alone houses Bloodbats, Citburs, and rogue Nolisians expelled from the caves and made to fend on their own.” Calsi says as she shakes her hind feet, trying to restore feeling to them. “If you would let go of your pride for a minute of two, when the swarm clears, I can simply fly you up to the cave. That way will take us only minutes, this way will take us hours.” Calsi stops perks her ears, and yips once. Out of the bushes crawls a small puppy, all ears and paws. it whines and crawls over to her, trying to lick her face. If Tyler has ever seen a wolf pup before, he will recognize it now. As he watches Calsi seems to growl yip and wuff at the puppy, who does the same to her, as well as a series of barely perceptible body movements. the pup seems to be missing half of his tail, and his front paw is broken, when Calsi looks back up at Tyler, her face seems soft and gentle, not at all like the hard face of the Nolisian hunter. “The swarm attacked his pack, he could smell me and started running this direction, knowing that I would save him. He says, among wolves, I am known as a leader and protector.” She takes a step forward, putting her body overtop of the small pup. “Well, here are our options, continue on foot and take the next several hours dragging this poor thing along, let me fly to the caves with him and leave you alone, which is not an option even for a minute, or, I carry both you and the pup to the caves and send the scouts back out for the horses. The animals will be afraid, but they will be brought up unharmed all the same.”
#63 Jessica_Morgan Aug 12, 2008 18:36:27	Tyler looks indignant. "Look, I'm not being proud, I'm irritated and I don't like to fly and - WHAM! Tyler falls to the ground as Ser'rian crashes into him. Calsi finds herself in a similarly awkward situation with Brightwing crashing face-first into her. "I really need to work on that." "Ya think?"
#64 ice_eyes Aug 14, 2008 19:36:12	Calsi jumps back as Brightwing pulls herself off the ground with a groan. “What - by all the gods - just happened?” Calsi exclaims in surprise. “Ser’rian, you’re right, you really need to work on that.” Brightwing says as she massages her shoulder. she looks at Tyler and raises and eyebrow. he was an attractive human. There was something about him, something familiar, something comforting. Just as she starts to take a step towards Tyler, a sly smile on her face, she stops, and hums a little tune. Tyler sees a blue-white light encase him and then fade. Brightwing gasps and looks at Ser’rian. “You said he is one of your descendants?” Brightwing looks back at Tyler with a dawning expression. “Does someone mind explaining to me what is going on?” Calsi growls, her main standing on end and her teeth bared as she looks at the strangers.
#65 Jessica_Morgan Aug 14, 2008 19:39:55	"Yeah. The timelines are a little weird because his world runs on different times than mine, but he's my direct descendant with about a ten thousand year gap." "Which makes you Gareth's son by Brisinaria, right? I've been doing some looking into my family tree." "More or less, yeah. I dropped by to say hi. I was bored."
#66 ice_eyes Aug 14, 2008 19:42:56	Brightwing smiles widely at Tyler and flips her wings open. She crosses her arms over her chest and bows slightly to Tyler. “In the Name of the family SunSoar, Son of house SunSoar, I greet you.” Brightwing says formally extending her hands so that Tyler may grip her wrists in the accepted greeting. Out of the corner of her eyes she looks at Ser'rian, wondering if he would make the connection.
#67 Jessica_Morgan Aug 14, 2008 19:46:51	Neither of the males present get it - and it's obvious. "I'd shake your hand, but I'm sore and you'd get a bit zapped at the moment. Plus, y'know, I'm filthy and I smell like burnt flesh. Mostly because I burned my flesh. But I appreciate the gesture, really." "So, who's you're friend and what're you up to?"
#68 ice_eyes Aug 14, 2008 20:02:19	Brightwing looks from one man to the other and snorts before loosing herself so completely in laughter that she doubles over and wraps her wings around herself to keep from falling. “Men... are so.... blind!” she exclaims while laughing.
#69 Jessica_Morgan Aug 14, 2008 20:11:23	"There's an art to it," Tyler says without humor before he turns and begins walking up the mountain again. "Hey, where are you going?" "The caves at the top of the damn mountain, that's where. Got a problem with it?" "I might have a shortcut." Tyler sighs, turns, and looks at Ser'rian, "I'm listening." Ser'rian grins like a man possessed and gestures to the snow covering the mountain. "I can move through frozen water and take people with me. How do you think Brightwing and I got here? Walking?" "I swear, if you weren't responsible for my existence, I'd give you such a hotfoot. But it sounds like a plan that gets everyone up with little damage to anyone involved. Why is your girlfriend laughing?" Ser'rian turns bright red and stammers something that vaguely sounds like a denial of any intimate relationship. Vaguely.
#70 ice_eyes Aug 14, 2008 20:20:36	Brightwing takes several deep breaths and gets herself under control. she makes one false start before breaking into laughter again. Once she calms down she clears her throat, still smiling widely she looks at Tyler. “You and I are bloodkin, you have Iccari blood, SunSoar blood to be specific.” Brightwing comments. “That was the light, I thought I could feel the magic of my family in your blood, I was checking. You have the magic of an enchanter.” Brightwing looks out of the corner of her eyes at Ser’rian again to see if he will make the connection yet. Calsi looks at Brightwing and also starts to chuckle to herself. "Well, you gentlemen can come to the Caves in whatever way you desire, but I would prefer to fly to the Cave. I am sure Brightwing wishes to fly as well."
#71 Jessica_Morgan Aug 14, 2008 20:54:13	"Calsi, if I flew, I would puke fire all up and down this mountainside, and that's no joke. I'll go with iceboy here. I'll meet you all at the top." Ser'rian smiles to Brightwing before walking up to Tyler, touching his shoulder (ZAP - "Ow!" "Sorry!") and sinking into the snow. There is a rather uncomfortable feeling one gets when one is confronted by people prepared to kill you. Tyler and Ser'rian are getting that feeling now as the Nolisian guards stare at them. "Umm, are you supposed to say something?" "Umm..umm..no, it's not 'baa ram ewe', it's - oh yeah! ‘Hail brothers, may your nights be long and your hunts plentiful,'." Tyler waits for the response, praying he won't have to defend himself; if Shethila was any indication, Nolisians are fierce warriors.
#72 ice_eyes Aug 14, 2008 21:06:03	The larger of the two looks at him and speaks. “Hail to you brother, may your nights be long, and your hunts plentiful.” He repeats, looking slightly confused as he repeats the ritual phrase. (if Tyler can see into the darkness) Tyler sees Calsi and Brightwing waiting on the other side of the entrance, waiting for him.
#73 Jessica_Morgan Aug 14, 2008 21:10:04	"My name is Tyler Emeritus Vici, Daemon Magus, Pack Leader, Cave Leader, Ruler of the Nolisian peoples. I'm here to set a few things straight. My companion here is Ser'rian of the Ice, an ancestor of mine. I traveled here with Calsi, daughter of Lord Deth, as well as Shethila and Mashith. And, obviously, I need to walk inside."
#74 ice_eyes Aug 14, 2008 21:25:21	The Nolisians both Bow to Tyler. “We welcome you Revered Pack Leader. The great Shethila has told us of your defeat of her. Be well and welcomed, may your life be long and your hunts fruitful.” They both step back to let Tyler enter. the younger looking of the two stops Tyler for a moment. “If I may be so Bold Pack-Leader, who is the feathered human, and how did you defeat Shethila? She has long been called Shethila storm-claw.”
#75 Jessica_Morgan Aug 14, 2008 21:29:10	"The feathered person came with him," Tyler says as he indicates Ser'rian with his thumb. "And I defeated Shethila with fire in my right hand and thunder in my left." Tyler pauses for a moment to crack his neck; the sounds it makes indicate a lot of saddle stress and severe emotional stress issues. "I would like to request the services of a guide; caves and I don't really get along. My direction sense is rather nonexistant."
#76 ice_eyes Aug 14, 2008 21:54:43	The two stare at him in awe for a moment before the older one speaks. "Calsilinimia has volunteered to guide you through the caves. She is waiting for you just inside Revered Pack Leader.” the older one says. If Tyler were to compare these two to the three Nolisians he has met he may realize why the females openly rule the race, and why these two were placed as door guards on an entrance normally only used by Nolisians.
#77 Jessica_Morgan Aug 14, 2008 21:59:00	"Well, that works then." Tyler goes to stride past the Nolisians and stops just at the entrance of the caves; he's just remembered that his eyes are still wandering the mountain. "Morte," the magus whispers in an annoyed tone before stepping inside. Ser'rian follows him. "Calsi?" Tyler calls into the darkness - after the pits of Hell, it's easy to see in here, but he's still bound to get lost - "Calsi? Where are ya?"
#78 ice_eyes Aug 15, 2008 8:23:46	“I am here” Calsi’s voice comes from Tyler’s left. She walks towards him, holding an obviously blind Brightwing by the hand. “Here” She pulls a small crystal out of her belt and holds it in her hand. “I can tolerate small amounts of light.” She looks hard at the crystal for a moment before closing her eyes. slowly, the crystal begins to glow. she hands it to Brightwing, who takes it. “Walk behind me so it will not blind me, I will lead you to where you will be living while you are here with us." Tyler finds himself in a well-lit set of stone rooms. On the floor in front of what appears to be a large pool in the floor to the right of the entrance is a large bear-fur. Next to the tub is a dark blue robe in about his size, the water in the tub is steaming and circulating. On the wall just opposite the entrance is a large table and two human-sized, straight backed chairs. On the table there is two plates of steaming food. it appears to be some kind of sliced roast and a platter of steamed vegetables. Tyler can see whole pea-pods, green beans, carrots slices, and whole potatoes. Behind a curtain on the left wall is a similar room. in this room there is a desk set with another lamp, writing materials, and a char similar to the ones at the table in the first room. in the corner to the left of and opposite the door is a large, comfortable looking bed with a thick comforter and two pillows. there is a chest on the left wall that – if Tyler chooses to open it – contains loose tunics and breeches in various sizes and makes. As well as several pairs of different sized doe-skin slippers for walking about the caves comfortably. Calsi has informed Tyler that if he leaves his clothing next to the curtain-door of the outer chamber someone will collect it, clean it, and return it to him before night falls again.
#79 Jessica_Morgan Aug 15, 2008 8:53:27	Tyler devours his dinner greedily and takes only enough time to search the room for hidden enemies (he finds none) before throwing himself into bed, fully clothed. He sleeps soundly, but with one hand on his gun. Just in case. ~In the Morning~ "Revered Pack Leader, you requested to be awoken." "Muuurr..." "Revered Pack Leader, you also requested to be kicked if you failed to awaken." "Muuurr..." WHACK! With a yelp of surprise and pain, Tyler doesn't so much roll as get launched out of bed by the momentum of the kick and his own involuntary leap out of bed. By the time Tyler remembers what's happened, the Nolisian has left the room to go about his business. It only takes a few minutes for Tyler to strip out of his filthy travel-stained rags, but the bath he takes consumes an hour and a half. But, by the time he's in his one carefully-saved suit of clean clothing, Tyler Vici is feeling much better, and he walks out of his room with a smile on his face.
#80 ice_eyes Aug 15, 2008 9:10:08	Brightwing steps out of the well-lit room she was given into the hallway. Ser’rian’s room was right across from hers. She walks through the curtain and looks around the room, except for a few minor details, it was identical to hers. she shivers a little as the cold draft from the hallway brushes across her damp skin and wet feathers until she secures the fun covering the doorway closed again. “Ser'rian, night is falling, it is time to wake.” Brightwing calls as she makes her way to the bedroom. she opens the curtain and repeats her phrase loudly. “Tyler?” Calsi comes trotting down the hall, wings loosely tucked to her back. “We have been waiting for you for some time. I was sent to see if you had gotten lost.” Calsi says as she approaches Tyler. “The council wishes to speak to you.” Calsi explains as she stops in front of Tyler.
#81 Jessica_Morgan Aug 15, 2008 9:14:59	The room is very dark - Ser'rian has either doused or not lit any candles that were present - and Brightwing can sense movement in the shadows. A whiff of lupine scent reaches her nose, followed by the sound of metal scraping against stone - And Ser'rian steps into the light, grinning and shaking icicles from his hair. "Been up for awhile. I don't really sleep much." "Lead on," Tyler says cheerfully, "I need to talk to them too."
#82 ice_eyes Aug 15, 2008 19:05:43	Brightwing is slightly surprised as Ser'rian steps into the light cast by her small lamp, but she recovers quickly. “I thought you might like to step outside and see what is to be seen. I would like to stretch my wings, and I figured there probably wouldn’t be much for you to do. Calsi told me that she and Tyler are going to be with the council most of the night.” Brightwing offers as she flips her wings restlessly. Calsi leads Tyler to the council chambers. It is a large room with furs of all kinds decorating the floors and shelves along the walls. Calsi leaves Tyler with a nod and flaps up to one of the higher shelves. “Tyler Emeritus Vici, we have asked you here to talk some things over with you.” Calsi translates for a large Gray-white Nolisian female who speaks to him. “We have been told that you have honorably, and without trickery, fault, or arrogance, won the right of Revered Pack Leader of the Nolisian peoples.” Calsi continues as a dusty-red male speaks. “You were not a contestant approved by the council, but Once Pack Leader Shethila tells us that you are a humble and just Leader. It is our ruling that we shall accept you after hearing of your treatment of the various peoples that have joined your Pack.”
#83 Jessica_Morgan Aug 15, 2008 19:30:35	Tyler sighs and rests his forehead in his hand. "There appear to have been several misunderstandings, and I need to set them straight." "Honorable Council, Shethila's story is correct - I did defeat her in battle and I did choose to spare her life. However, I was unaware that the status I was challenging for was so...well, immense." "I act in the service of one Kaylee Laythe, who issued me strict orders to travel with Mashith and protect her. When I informed Shethila of this, she demanded that I fight her for the right to be Pack Leader. It was not made clear to me exactly what that entailed, and I'm ashamed to admit that I didn't have the wit to ask at the time. I meant for this to be a temporary arrangement until my obligations have been fufilled. You can see my issue." "Certainly," Ser'rian says with a smile. "I love mountains - they're cold and so...majestic. Just let me get my sword." Ser'rian slips back into the shadows and returns with his bastard sword belted on before taking Brightwing's arm and heading towards the outside world.
#84 ice_eyes Aug 15, 2008 19:48:08	Brightwing smiles as she accepts Ser’rian’s arm and walks outside with him. She remembered the way from when Calsi took them to the higher entrance where Ser’rian and Tyler entered. “Do you mind if I fly a little?” Brightwing asked, rustling her wings restlessly. “I have not been able to go for a proper flight in days.” Looks and mutterings of conversation great Tyler’s words as Calsi translates them. “We understand.” Calsi translates for the gray-white Nolisian again. “Such things have happened before. There are two courses of action you may pursue.” The white female looks around to her peers before looking back at Tyler. “You may either choose to hand the position back to the one whom you fought - which rarely happens due to our fights being fights to the death – or, you may choose to let a successor fill in for you until such a time as you either feel the need to re-claim the leadership, or until death claims you.”
#85 Jessica_Morgan Aug 15, 2008 19:53:43	"Not at all," Ser'rian says. "Enjoy yourself - I'll be right here, working on something." "Well, the plan is to eventually give it back to Shethila, but since I have to borrow her and Mashith for awhile, that isn't feasible at the moment. Who would the Council reccomend as a leader pro tem?"
#86 ice_eyes Aug 15, 2008 19:59:41	“Thanks.” Brightwing says happily. She steps away from Ser’rian and leaps off the side of the mountain. She lets herself fall for a moment before soaring up and yelling with pure exuberance at the night sky. if Ser’rian is watching her he will se her do a large number of tucks, rolls, dives, and aerial acrobatics that are graceful and lithe. “What is Pro Tem?” Calsi asks curiously.
#87 Jessica_Morgan Aug 15, 2008 20:03:13	"Temporarily," Tyler says. "Sorry - I used the wrong language. Anyway, I need someone to fill in. It isn't that I'm not appreciative of the honor it is to serve in this position, nor that I don't want to - I simply have greater responsibilities that I must attend to, and I wouldn't want to neglect your people because of them."
#88 ice_eyes Aug 15, 2008 20:08:31	The white Nolisian nods, as to most of the others, as Calsi translates for Tyler. “This is understandable, and we understand your predicament. I myself have been holding the Honored position in Shethila’s, and your own, absence. It will be no great hardship for any involved for me to continue doing so.” Calsi translate for the Nolisian.
#89 Jessica_Morgan Aug 15, 2008 20:17:09	Tyler smiles and nods. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small, tarnished penny that smells strongly of blood. With a single smooth flick, it lands in front of the Nolisian. "I'm only loaning this to you, understand - if I were to give it away, it would destroy me. Whisper my name and drop it into a basin of water, and it will contact me, should you need me. Under no circumstance must you spend it or give it away - it carries a powerful curse that affects any who would dare spend it." Tyler bows low. "I truly apologize for the inconvenience I am causing you - are there any favors I may do to help repay this?"
#90 ice_eyes Aug 15, 2008 20:22:17	“No inconvenience, Nolisians, unlike many humans, understand that sometimes life takes us down roads that we do not plan.” ~on the mountainside~ Brightwing flies around for the better part of an hour before landing lightly about ten feet from Ser’rian. “Thank you.” she says a little breathlessly. her cheeks are read from the wind and her eyes are bright with energy.
#91 Jessica_Morgan Aug 15, 2008 20:35:12	Ser'rian steps aside and reveals a life-sized statue of Brightwing garbed as an angel of salvation, each detail done with care and an eye for perfection. Her smile is radiant in its icy glory, catching the moonlight in a certain, undefineable way. Her arms are stretched out in a gesture of welcome. It is probably the most beautiful thing that Ser'rian has ever made. "Umm, I've never really asked a girl on a date before, so I thought this might, y'know, help..." "Very true," Tyler says with a wry grin. "It almost makes one wonder how humans came to rule the world." "I would like to impose on your hospitality 'till the morrow - I sorely need the rest, and I'm sure I'll want to be there when Shethila tells the story of our battle. With your leave, honorable council?"
#92 ice_eyes Aug 15, 2008 20:42:02	Brightwing gasps and stares in awe at the statue. she walks over to it and touches it gently, running her fingers down the cold surface. “It’s magnificent!” She breaths as she looks at it. She turns and looks at Ser’rian, her eyes moist with tears. “thank you.” She says in a throaty voice. Without warning she throws her arms around Ser’rian and kisses him deeply. ~Council Chambers~ “You need not ask, you are Revered Pack Leader, you will always be welcome here”
#93 Jessica_Morgan Aug 17, 2008 8:13:22	Ser'rian is surprised and does nothing for a moment, but he quickly embraces Brightwing and returns the kiss passionately. Icy snowflakes form on their cheeks, making frozen hearts. ~An Hour Later, the Nolisian Caves~ "Alright Shethila, the whole gang's here and I'm sure your people are eager to hear about it. Tell the story!" Tyler says with the excited grin of someone who knows somethin' good is coming. Ser'rian and Brightwing sit next to each other to listen as well.
#94 ice_eyes Aug 17, 2008 9:03:05	Excited mumbles meat Calsi’s translation. “Oh, bother it all!” she finally exclaims after a moment. she pulls out a wand with a light purple core, not unlike Elmira’s, only a little smaller. ”Nostashia” she exclaims with a flick. “There, now we will all understand whatever anyone else is saying and I don’t have to keep talking over people.” Calsi says happily as she settles herself down on her perch for the story. “I want to listen too.” Shethila chuckles and settles herself in the very dim spotlight in the center of the room. She closes her eyes and lets her wings and shoulders relax. “It starts when I went to look for Mashith. I found her trail, and followed her through an odd world of strange smells and no prey, to a place where the sun it bright, but the air cool and breathable, despite it being a desolate land.” Shethila starts. “By now I knew he was no easy opponent.” Shethila says, her voice deep and rich, all through the telling of the tale she had been dramatic, enacting some of the better parts, moving around the room. She was a Master story-teller. “ ‘Clever,’ he laughed as he raised his hands.” Shethila closed her wings tight to her body and looked around. “As I watched the head of the dragon pulls itself off his body and opens it’s mouth.” the flipped her wings open wit ha snap. “It’s breath was wind and ice, the coldest I have felt in many winters, and it’s breath did sting my thick skin, but the cold slowed my blood and gave me strength.” Shethila stood and looked around, her eyes dancing. “ ‘Meet Kivi,’ Revered pack leader says with a smile as he pulls his weapon of thunder and stone from his belt and uses it to break away the ice I placed around him.” “With the thorns of his blood still driving into my body I fought, tearing and ripping with all my strength.” Shethila continues, her crowd has grown sense she started the tale, and every one of them is completely gripped in her story. “He commanded the dragon on his body to aid him once again. and I was ripped from him with little delay. Before I could gain my feet again, the thorns that had formed of his blood were thrown out at me, and I felt my life draining from me.” Shethila stand, solemn, in her dim spotlight. “I did die that day, but before my soul could be taken in to the great night, I was awoken again by our Revered Pack Leader, whose servants did tend my wound and bring my soul back to my body.” Shethila looks around for effect. “When I awoke, The Mark was upon him, and my daughter safely curled beneath his feet. Sense then I have followed him wherever he may lead, and he has brought me home.” Shethila finished with a sigh.
#95 Jessica_Morgan Aug 17, 2008 21:04:29	"One does no command a dragon," Kivi says in a haughty, slightly hurt voice. "He asked with much desperation and I chose to answer his plea despite the lack of proper groveling and propriety." "Right," Tyler says in a friendly, joking tone, "and the fact that if I bite the dust, you come with me had nothing to do with it." "Correct." "May we see her?" a young Nolisian - a kit, really - asks with wide eyes. Tyler chuckles and slides his shirt up and off, revealing his scarred, pale skin and whipcord muscles. Kivi's body, in its tattoo form, shifts around, moving with almost disturbing fluidity over his skin. Tyler stands and she moves, bringing her claws down to his hands, her wings to his back, and her tail where it would be on a human. Then they all sprout from Tyler's body in a glorious display of draconic might, and Kivi blows a spray of icy air onto the cieling, forming icicles in an instant. She retreats into his body then, curls up, and goes to sleep while Tyler puts his shirt back on. "We're leaving in the morning; are you sure there's nothing we can do for you while we're around?"
#96 ice_eyes Aug 17, 2008 21:11:08	Calsi drops down next to Tyler. "I would like to go see my husband. I have not seen him in quite a while and I would like to spend some time with him before going off with you to who knows where."
#97 Jessica_Morgan Aug 17, 2008 21:40:03	"Only an idiot stands between a wife and her husband," Tyler replies sagely. ~Several Hours of Partying, Several Refused Drinks, and Various Refused Intimate Encounters Later~ "I'm done," Tyler says right before his head hits the pillow. He goes out like a light.
#98 ice_eyes Aug 17, 2008 22:06:27	As Tyler sleeps, his dreams are abruptly interrupted and he is taken again to a place where everything seems blurred, as if he is not allowed to see what is there to see. Again he sees his wife before him, but this night she is not smiling. Her body seems to be floating a few feet above the ground, her toes pointed down ,and in a long white dress. “I asked you not to put you magic into this world, I gave you the means to be able to use your weapons here without my children knowing what you have done. I gifted you with sweet dreams in real sleep. Yet you still disobeyed me.” Tyler starts to try to speak but is quickly cut off. [i][b] “Silence!” [/b][/i]Her voice echoes ethereally in his mind and his ears, and her will presses down on him like the weight of the ocean. “You are not one of my humans, but you are still human and still under my rule while here on my world. No Demon has ever set foot here, and none ever will, and that slime you left on the forest floor has been disposed of, I could not put it back where it belonged or I risked opening a channel from their realm to mine.” her body seems outlined in light, and looking her in the eye is painful for Tyler in her Holy Glory. “You will do me this task, or I will ban you and anyone connected to you from this world forever.” The Great Mother warns. “Long have The Guardians served their world, and long was the war that forced them to hide. The others have re-surfaced from their holes, you, Tyler, possessed of a Dragon, will find the Guardians of Spirit and bring them from their hiding back into the light.” As Tyler looks upon her, he feels all of his demonic magic drain from him. “You cannot be trusted to control yourself, you will regain your magic upon leaving this world.” he is shoved back into normal sleep quickly, but not painfully, and his dreams are not sweet, but they are still not the nightmares that normally plague him.
#99 Jessica_Morgan Aug 17, 2008 22:16:19	Once he is able to speak, even though the dreams are not nightmares, Tyler screams. ~Dusk, the Next Day~ Shethila opens the door to Tyler's room and has to shield her eyes from the light. The Daemon Magus has made several makeshift torches, and he is surrounded by runes formed of blood. His eyes glazed with panick, he draws another rune with his bleeding arm. "Ignis daemonia! Ignis daemonia! Ignis invocari! Terra firma! Morte!" The Daemon Magus screams in frustration and slams his fist against the stone floor. There is a sharp crack as his knuckle breaks. He does it again. And again. "She took it," he whispers raggedly. "She really took it."
#100 ice_eyes Aug 18, 2008 9:33:50	After Binding her eyes and seeing Tyler in a panic Shethila hurries forward and kneels next to him without touching the runes. “Pack Leader, what has happened, who took what from you?” Shethila asks in a slightly worried tone.
#101 Jessica_Morgan Aug 19, 2008 11:11:51	"My magic," Tyler croaks raggedly. "The goddess stole my magic from me." There is a soft white light around his broken hand and his bleeding arm, and the wounds heal. Shethila can hear Kivi sighing. "I have to do a task for her before she'll give it back. I need to find the dragons. I need to find them and get it back." Almost mechanically, Tyler stands up. Suddenly, with a scream of impotent rage, he whirls around, pulling his guitar off of his back and slamming it into the bed, which cracks in two. "I'm sorry," he whispers. "I shouldn't have done that. Let's go."
#102 ice_eyes Aug 19, 2008 11:30:15	Shethila looks at Tyler with wide eyes. “Who’s god are you talking about?” Shethila asked uncertainly as she walks half a step behind Tyler. “And you seemed to have magic, you healed yourself just this moment.” Brightwing Stirs in her sleep and moves her wings slightly so that they are wrapped a little more tightly around her body before curling over onto her side and seeming to sleep peacefully agian. After a few moments, she rolls back onto her back and turns her head, muttering something about 'Father' and 'Song'.
#103 Jessica_Morgan Aug 19, 2008 11:51:56	"She appeared as my wife. She never told me her name. I'm going to retrieve Ser'rian and his friend." Tyler leaves the room without bothering to explain how he was healed. Ser'rian shakes Brightwing awake with a smile on his face. "Hell of an answer to the, 'Will you date me?' question." he says teasingly. The young man is in his armor again; how he got dressed so quickly is a mystery. "Did you sleep well?" The door opens. "Brighwing, have you seen - oh, there he is. Get dressed." Tyler walks out of the room, not the least bit embarassed.
#104 ice_eyes Aug 19, 2008 12:00:13	Brightwing stretches, her wings spreading fully over the bed. “Good Evening actually,” she comments with a sleepy smile. “I answered that question before you ever asked it, don’t you remember?” She asks as she sits up and looks at him. She jumps as Tyler comes barging right in and looks at him curiously. “I like you better out of the armor,” she comments as she looks around for her chest-cloth. Shethila looks at Tyler in confusion as he walks into Ser’rian’s rooms and says nothing as he leaves, she simply follows him. When they pass the cave where she and her Daughter sleep, she barks as they pass and Mashith comes out. Her main is ruffled and her eyes sleepy, but she follows them on all fours without argument.
#105 Jessica_Morgan Aug 19, 2008 12:12:29	Thus do they all find themselves in the main hall. It's clear Tyler didn't sleep most of the day - or, possibly, any of it. The Daemon Magus begins asking those Nolisians who aren't hung over about dragons - where they were last seen, who might know where they are, and don't-tell-me-they're-dead. "What flew up his butt and died?" Ser'rian mutters under his breath as Tyler continues his near-frantic questioning.
#106 ice_eyes Aug 19, 2008 13:39:08	“The person to ask, I am.” Says a slightly clipped voice from the shadows. A large creature with feathers that seem dull and gray in the dim light steps out from under a rock ledge and into the dim light. The thing raises hit’s huge head and light seems to emanate from the center of the room. The Nolisians all back away from the creature and bow deeply to it, staying low until it has passed them. It walks sedately to Tyler and stops. Tyler finds himself face to face with a hippogriff, a creature with the front half of an eagle’s body and eagles wings, and the hind legs of a horse. Planted in his chest feathers is a large circular crystal like the one that adorns Allif’s forehead when in unicorn form. This Crystal is a pure deep purple. The light reflects off his feathers like light off the outside of a bubble, casting them in shades of purple, pink, and blue. Huge, golden eyes look at Tyler with an intelligence and wisdom equal to and much greater than that he saw in the eyes of the unicorn.
#107 Jessica_Morgan Aug 19, 2008 13:44:00	"Uh. Huh," both Tyler and Ser'rian say at the same time. Tyler continues on his own, "Look, I dunno if I've got a microchip in my ass or something, but people stalking me up one side of the planet and down the other is starting to get mildly annoying. I take it you were sent to help?"
#108 ice_eyes Aug 19, 2008 14:01:35	"Better to say, for you, to aid you, I was asked." The eyes flash dangerously. "Order me, or any of my kind, no one does!" the hippogriff says in a warning tone.
#109 Jessica_Morgan Aug 19, 2008 14:08:52	"Did you notice the voice inflection indicating a question? That would be the part where I was inquiring. I would vastly appreciate any information you can give me - I'm not here for a fight. I'm going somewhere else for a fight."
#110 ice_eyes Aug 19, 2008 14:26:27	The golden eyes calm and the ruffled feathers smooth over once again. “New here, you are. Wrong words did you choose. I am Netim.” he cocks his head to one side. “Misunderstand, you do. Explain, I will.” He settles himself onto the floor comfortably. Every Nolisian in the room that is not perched on the walls lowers themselves down, keeping their head below his. When Tyler does not lower his head a green Nolisian walks up to him and forces him to sit in front of the Hippogriff. The hippogriff sniffs once before turning his golden eyes on Tyler again. “Answer to no one, do the Guardians. Not even Gods, order us about, can.” The Guardian says in a deep, calm voice. “Protectors and watchers of all, we are.”
#111 Jessica_Morgan Aug 19, 2008 14:35:29	"Whomever is touching me would be greatly advised to stop now. I barely kneel before my own god - kneel to no one else." With that comment, Tyler stands with the help of Kivi's tail. He looks the hyppogryph in the eye. "I understand now. I serve a protector and watcher myself. Now, will you help me? I need to complete this task. I'm not sure I can make you comprehend how much I need to complete this task."
#112 ice_eyes Aug 19, 2008 14:57:28	“Understand perfect, I do.” The hippogriff notices the tail and seems to smile. “Child of ice and air, show yourself to me.” Whether or not Kivi wants to reveal herself, she has no choice when faced with the guardian of one of the elements of her creation when on his world. “Foreign and forbidden, your magic is.” the Guardian comments evenly to Tyler. “Warned you were. Now, temporarily stripped have you been. Crippled, you are not. Hurt, you are not.” the Guardian continues. “For a small time, spare you, Kaylee can.” he comments with a sigh. “Carefully, you must listen. Repeat myself, I will not. “Beyond the mountains that ring the sand The three who are one will show the way beyond the waters cold hard hands where day is night and night is day There the way shall be shown by she who shall never inherit the throne." The hippogriff eyes Kivi for a moment. "Freed you shall be, if this task, you do finish." His eyes meet Kivi's and there is a promise there so final that Kivi knows without any doubt his words are true.
#113 Jessica_Morgan Aug 19, 2008 15:10:33	Kivi nods upon Tyler's cheek. She understands. Tyler nods, once. "Thank you very much. We'll be setting out shortly - is there anything you would like me to do, or any further messages to pass on?"
#114 ice_eyes Aug 19, 2008 15:17:22	"When find you do, my lost brethren. Inform them that past the war is. Passed and clensed, the darkness is."
#115 Jessica_Morgan Aug 19, 2008 19:05:41	Slowly and deliberately, Tyler bows at the waist, until he is bent double, and rises. "I shall be sure to do so, should I be alive by the time I actually get there. I thank you again for your help. I must find Calsi now - she's the last member of my group." And with that, Tyler backs away several steps until the distance is respectful, turns, and goes walking towards Calsi's room.
#116 ice_eyes Aug 19, 2008 19:14:26	Tyler is surprised by Calsi dropping to the floor in front of him. “You would never believe that I used to be afraid of heights. It made learning to fly very difficult.” Calsi said with a smile as she looked over the party. “I did not hear much of what was said from up there.” Calsi admits. Brightwing notices several Nolisian females eyeing Ser’rian and wraps her wing around him possessively, proclaiming to all winged creatures in a shared language, you need my permission.
#117 Jessica_Morgan Aug 19, 2008 19:27:53	"Yeah," Ser'rian says in a childlike, mocking tone, "you need not to get caught!" The icy young man elbows Brightwing jokingly and whispers, "Lighten up," to her. "I'm not about to see if Hell really Hath No Fury by stepping out on you." "I'll explain on the way - we need to get moving. No offense to your people or anyone present, but caves and I rather severely don't get along. At all. Ever." Tyler stops speaking, waiting for one of his Nolisian companions to lead the way out. Shethila leads the way, taking them all outside. Along the way, Tyler explains the whole encounter to Calsi. "So, what do you make of the riddle, everyone?"
#118 ice_eyes Aug 19, 2008 20:12:29	Calsi steps up beside Tyler. “I know where we have to go.” She comments seriously. before they left she insisted on returning to her rooms, where she walked out human, in a plain, tan dress that fit her body comfortably and holding a pack over her shoulder. when Tyler raised an eyebrow about her change she simply answered. “I was starting to feel hot-blooded as a Nolisian. It is time to let my human side reassert itself and calm the more volatile emotions of the Nolisians." “‘Beyond the mountains that ring the sand’" Calsi repeats. “That’s Shadiaii.”
#119 Jessica_Morgan Aug 23, 2008 16:39:38	"Ah - I take it it's in a desert then? Aside from food and water, that won't be too much of an issue for me. Kivi might have a problem." "I might melt. A little. I'm not entirely sure - I grew up in an arctic tundra, so, uhh, I'm kinda lacking practical experience." "Your father went to Hell and he didn't melt. You're safe. Now, how do we -" Thump. A truly massive Charit - something the weight of a bear at least - lands on Tyler, flattening the Daemon Magus beneath layers of healthy fat. Everything is in proportion, but its skin and fur are a rippling, glossy black, like a great panther. On its back is Seraphina, in all her Gothic glory, with her wings spread wide as she stretches them. Dad? There is much muffled struggling, and the Charit gets off Tyler. There you are! How are you? "Flat," Tyler wheezes irritably. "Everyone, this is my daughter Seraphina. Seraphina, everybody. I'm riding your giant fluffmonster into the middle of a godforsaken desert. That cool with you?" Seraphina pauses for a moment, then leaps down, Mephistopholes doesn't mind. The young woman turns and sees Brightwing, and the Iccari feels something in her mind - something gentle but razor-sharp, an immense will that seems nearly god-like. And it's attracted to her, in a very physical, immediate, and needful way. "You named it - you know, I have no room to talk." Tyler waits to begin riding, patient enough to allow the others their introductions.
#120 ice_eyes Aug 23, 2008 16:49:25	Brightwing looks at Seraphina and seems to loose her breath. She was SunSoar, of that Brightwing was certain, but the woman was one of the mot attractive women Brightwing had ever seen. Brightwing feels the touch in her mind, and instead of frightening her, or pushing her away, it seemed only to heighten her feelings of attraction to the young woman. Without hesitation she walks straight towards Seraphina and brushes on wing against her shoulder, not seeing any hint of anger or resignation Brightwing leans forward and kisses Seraphina both passionately and deeply, feeling a primal lust in her that she has never felt before.
#121 Jessica_Morgan Aug 23, 2008 17:05:51	Seraphina returns the kiss with a passion, and as she does, Tyler starts riding off. "Ya'll can fly. You know how to find me." "So, I take it everyone knows each other thouroughly now?" Tyler says mildly to the group in general. "More or less," a deleriously happy Ser'rian says. "Where are we going again?" "And you, Sera?" Father, unless you want to know all the sordid details in a single instant of perception and feeling, I would highly reccomend shutting up. So, Calsi, you shift shape?" Calsi nods - the only one seemingly able to talk straight is Seraphina, and even her movements have the jerky quality of a puppet's. "Where all the mages live - a godforsaken desert." "Weeee!"
#122 ice_eyes Aug 24, 2008 9:20:14	“I do shift shape, but only from human to Nolisian, and back to human. It is a gift from the Nolisian Gods, who wished me to be a liaison between the humans and the Nolisians. In order to do that however, I needed to understand who and what the Nolisians are intimately, so I am what you see today.” Calsi says over a contented purr. Brightwing is smiling rather foolishly as she allows Ser’rian to keep his arm around her shoulders. She leans into his arm with her eyes half closed. if father ever knew about this, I think he would forget about The Song for a moment, and sense he is the God of Song, that is something. Brightwing thinks as she hums a little ditty.
#123 Jessica_Morgan Aug 24, 2008 9:41:36	It turns out that walking takes an incredibly long time. Those that can fly - almost everyone - chafe at Tyler's near-hysterical fear of the air, but the Daemon Magus absolutely refuses to take to the skies, staying on the back of the Charit and sleeping through the days with one hand on his weapons. They reach a mountain pass - or, rather, the beginning of one - where the road widens enough for trade caravans. Seraphina is chatting animatedly with various people, running a different conversation with each of them. The Nolisians are surprised to find that her telepathic voice seems to be speaking perfect Nolisian to them, though it sounds strange.
#124 ice_eyes Aug 24, 2008 10:14:38	“Stop.” Brightwing says softly as she closes her eyes and seems to listen. “The Song, it’s changing. Something great must lie ahead of us.” She says softly. “I for one would like to rest my paws!” Calsi says a little too emphatically. “Even after all this time I am still not used to walking. I cannot ride a horse because any horse would smell me as a Nolisian, even when I am human, and run. And I dare not walk as a human lest I bring my feet to bleed.” Calsi protests. Shethila looks at Calsi. “You are being unusually rude young Calsi. Is something bothering you?” Shethila asks the young woman/Nolisian with a slight tone of worry. She walks over to Calsi head-bumps her much in the manner of a worried cat. She stops, sniffs the Nolisian and chuckles. “Well, that explains everything.” Shethila then looks over at Brightwing. “I fear you are not the only one Brightwing, though you have known for some time now, I think the other winged one is as well.” Shethila begins to chuckle deep in her throat before returning to Mashith and cleaning her main with her rough cats tong. to everyone around it seemed that for the past few days she had seemed very maternal for the past few days. “You think so?” Brightwing asks with a smile. she turns to look at the group and begins to sing a soft melody. as she does, Tyler can hear the music that sits in the back of his mind grow louder, as if all the world were playing a single song in perfect harmony, with thousands of counter harmonies. Brightwing, Calsi, and Seraphina all begin to glow with a pale pink light. Brightwing stops singing and the light fades, and the music Tyler hears settles back to a low hum in the back of his mind. “How wonderful!” Brightwing exclaims. “Ser’rian, I think you should know, you are going to be a father, three times.” Brightwing says matter-of-factly.
#125 Jessica_Morgan Aug 24, 2008 10:26:07	The rest of the party doesn't see it until about three seconds afterwards, but Tyler leaps from the back of the Charit and takes Ser'rian down in a truly spectacular flying tackle. The two roll backwards and the Daemon Magus brings his fist one-two-three times into Ser'rian's nose, breaking it with a rush of frigid blood. "That's my daughter you bastard! "She started it!" Ser'rian tries to protest - and gets a slap across the face for the trouble. Growling, the young man throws Tyler off of him and kicks the Daemon Magus in the shin rather painfully. His fist catches Tyler on the cheek and sends Tyler sprawling. The Daemon Magus raises a hand and begins chanting something when the words die in his throat. That is quite enough, Seraphina says serenely. If you're going to beat anyone senseless, Father, beat me. I'm the one who, as I recall rather pleasantly, quite literally begged for it. Now, the both of you can have motor functions back after the grown-ups have set up camp. The two menfolk almost look like they're struggling, but their bodies are limp as cooked noodles. Gently, Seraphina makes telepathic contact with just Brightwing as she starts looking for material for a fire. I have music in my head, she says with the barest hint of a mental grin. You have the same song. What is it?
#126 ice_eyes Aug 24, 2008 10:33:24	Brightwing smiles at Seraphina. I had assumed, that as his daughter, you would have it too. Brightwing comments. her mental voice is much more adult and much more controlled than her speaking voice, showing a level of discipline that she does not allow others to easily see. It is The Song. It is everything that is, all of nature and all the people and animals. It is magic and life, and all that ever was and will be. The Iccari explains. With proper training, you can use the song to change anything, you can make ice melt to cool the air, you can make the rocks of the earth reach up and grab people of their own will. being one with the song is being one with the natural order of the place you are. The Song ahead of us changes, there is great power and many dangers ahead of us. After a while of listening, and it may take years or days, you will learn to know what a place hold just by listening to The Song.
#127 Jessica_Morgan Aug 24, 2008 21:09:21	Interesting Seraphina replies. I've always loved music, but I'm afraid that I'm a rather poor singer. Bells are more my style, really. Seraphina goes about setting up camp. Between her, Brightwing, and the Nolisians, it's done rather quickly, and a merry fire lit with pyrokinesis is going. I take it that means Father has it too?
#128 ice_eyes Aug 25, 2008 8:14:22	Yes. Brightwing replies. I little more strongly than you I am afraid. SunSoar blood is strong, and rarely degrades, but it has been such a long time sense anyone in your family has used it. Sera hears Brightwing sigh heavily. I think I may have been happier not knowing that my descendants had forgotten their magic. But at least I can teach you. Your father has told me that while you were in the womb you were knowledgeable enough to manipulate your blood. Perhaps that is why it seems to have degraded between you and your father. Tyler has it almost as strongly as I do, he just does not know how to use it, and has had too much else cluttering his hearing to be able to allow The Song to come forth in his mind. Brightwing looks over at the Nolisians. “In the desert we will not have good hunting, will you three please go hunt for us, and bring something that is large enough to refill our meat stores?” Brightwing asks politely. sense they had been traveling, Brightwing’s companions had noticed a change in the Iccari. She was rarely the bubble-head she had seemed to be. She was alert and aware, her quiver full of arrows, and her wings died to a midnight blue-black. I was hoping your father might let me teach him how to use The Song while his mind is uncluttered, but it seems that he is not interested. Brightwing says as she finishes spreading her bedroll. “Speaking of your father, I think you should probably let the men folk loose.” Brightwing says as the three Nolisians fly off in search of game.
#129 Jessica_Morgan Aug 25, 2008 20:35:59	Please forgive Father. He can be rather thick at times, and he's brooding on what he's lost at the moment. Even I sense that I have to walk a fine line or have my power - and thus most of my nature - stripped from me as well. I doubt the Mother would be so cruel as to take it in its entirety, but I would still feel...weak. Incomplete. Like Father does. Seraphina looks at the menfolk, then back at Brightwing. I think we can leave them for a little while longer. They're so...quiet, this way. So, must my throat sing, or must I simply be able to envision the music and create song to go with it?"
#130 ice_eyes Aug 25, 2008 20:49:02	“You do not have to actually sing, but you do have to be able to make music aloud. that is one of the limits of our magic, it has to be physically manifested with some kind of instrument or voice. It’s the making of the music that changes The Song to make it what you want it.” Brightwing explains. “And never do it when someone is not there to guide you. I was taught by my father putting the songs right into my mind, but I still messed up quite a bit and if he had not been there to keep things from turning disastrous I might have killed myself.” Brightwing looks over at the men. “Your right it’s much quieter with them not able to shout at each other all the time about the silliest things.”
#131 Jessica_Morgan Aug 25, 2008 21:38:50	Hrmm. I will have to ask my father to make a flute for me, though I would prefer a viola or, better yet, a brace of silver bells. Perhaps Shadaii will be able to accomodate me. I'm afraid my voice hasn't been used in so long that I would choke any music that attempted to rise from my throat. So, tell me, what are your peoples like? That, Sera says as the others awaken, was good deer. Everyone ready?
#132 ice_eyes Aug 27, 2008 19:51:28	Brightwing stretches and sighs as she does. She just wants to stay in bed. When Sera offers her breakfast she shakes her head politely, as she has for the past several weeks of travel. Calsi on the other hand attacks the food with a vengeance. as she as been for the past several weeks. Which is why their meet stores were running low. Anyone looking would notice that even this early, Calsi has a small bulge in her stomach. “We are ready.” Shethila comments as Mashith shakes herself awake. She jumps into the air to stretch her wings for a moment before landing near her mother, purring and rubbing herself against the larger Nolisian in their version of a hug. Shethila smiles a toothy smile and pounced Mashith and the two begin to play roughly. If they had not done this before on occasion the others would think that the two are trying to kill each other.
#133 Jessica_Morgan Aug 27, 2008 20:05:12	Tyler busies himself checking his pistols, running them through every test and cleaning procedure short of firing them. He stands up afterwards, stretches, and walks off to the side to pray. Snatches of Latin are heard when the wind blows from his direction, including the ending, "En nomine patris, et fili, espiritus sancti. Amen." Ser'rian, for his part, seems quite content with deersicle. The young man is enjoying his renewed ability to move, and doesn't even spare any ill glances for Seraphina - quite possibly because the girl was carrying his child, but more likely because if he still held a grudge, she'd know it before he did. Seraphina resists the urge to get involved in the play, instead stretching her wings. Finally, with a brief wave of exuberance, the girl takes off with a mighty downdraft, beating her powerful wings as she partakes in the sheer joy of flight. It looked like it was gonna be a good day.
#134 ice_eyes Aug 27, 2008 20:39:09	The day was hot, and the humans were finding it hard to sleep. The Nolisians were more than happy to retire to their burrows in the cool ground, and Brightwing, Mashith, and Shethila seemed to wilt in the desert. Not because of the heat, the nights were cold in the desert, but because of the heavier thicker air below the mountains. Tyler wakes from his sleep to see his small camp encircled but robed Mages, all pointing wands at him. “You have traversed our sands and used our water. one does wonder how you know where to find them and what you are doing here foreigner.” the voice says in heavily accented words.
#135 Jessica_Morgan Aug 27, 2008 20:50:47	"Well, there are several possible answers to your question. The one I'm going to give you is this - don't wake up a cranky mage from a good sleep." Tyler's cockiness is backed up by a feeling of something building in his head, a music that's getting louder and responding to his anger at being threatened - foreign land or not, no one threatened Tyler Emeritus Vici, High Inquisitor. Music starts to pour from his lips, and is then cut off into a strangled yelp-like sound. There is an explosion of sand, like giant feet kicked it into the faces of all the mages, and the music quiets down in Tyler's head. Moving with the speed of someone who's been in life-and-death situation, Tyler rushes the mage who spoke, kicking him in the temple while he's disoriented. His hands fly to his belt and unholster his guns, pressing them to the temples of the two closest nomads. There is a click as he turns the safeties off. "I'm sure we all just want to negotiate so no one has to die here, alright? I don't exactly want to kill anyone at the start of my day, and I'd certainly rather not die. Whaddya say?"
#136 ice_eyes Aug 27, 2008 21:13:55	The two Mages, look to their leader, who has fallen to the sand. The man picks himself up with a stumble and looks at Tyler as Brightwing picks herself up quickly. “Tyler!” She yells. “After all this time I have been trying to get you to listen to me about The Song you just let it take over you in a moment of panic!” She yells bearing down on Tyler like a queen eagle whose nest has been flipped. “You should really learn to get off your pride and listen to me! If. You. Are. Going. To. Use. THE. SONG. You. Need. Guidance!” The mages start to relax and some even s**** behind their cowels as Brightwing berates Tyler. As Tyler puts his guns away Brightwing looks around, her face seeming to fall from its anger. "Excuse me." she says in a choked voice. she jogs away from them before falling to her knees and being rather noisily sick for the first time sense their journy began. "The tension got to her." Calsi steps towards them in a rather tight-looking gown. She is human right now and her wand is strapped to a chain belt that is fitting around her slightly distended stomach. "Good fellows. We are on our way through the desert to the other side on a journy the Great Mother has set us on, we mean you no harm." Calsi says with a slight smile. when she finishes she pops something into her mouth and begins to chew thoughtfully. "perhaps we might negotiate a trade. I have some new documents on the histories of the sea-folk, and we need supplies." Calsi leads the leader away to talk to him while the others all mill around, some uncertianly, others still chuckling behind their hands
#137 Jessica_Morgan Aug 27, 2008 21:19:43	Tyler mutters something that sounds vaguely like a curse in Latin, but he relents and steps back to let Calsi negotiate. Ser'rian, dripping profusely, likewise does the same. Seraphina, on the other hand, gets up, shedding sand from her slender body and shaking her hair out. The barest of bulges, visible only to people who knew her before, graces her belly. I let my body sleep for one night and Father gets into a fight. You all have our apologies - my father does not react well to threats, but this does not excuse the rudeness of his behavior. Seraphina smiles winningly and subtly probes the mages' minds, searching for weaknesses to grab onto if necessary.
#138 ice_eyes Aug 27, 2008 21:38:38	She finds a mental wall not unlike Elmira’s, though nowhere near as powerful. the mages heard her ,and all eyes turn to her suspiciously. “What is this of people with wings?” one asks with an accent so heavy he almost can’t be understood. “I have never seen a race such as this.” Seraphina sees in his mind, past his weak shielding that it would be a much better idea to just let him think they were a separate race. “Sorry.” Brightwing comes back blushing slightly, looking somewhat wilted in the hot air. “the heat is getting to me, I’ve never been in a desert, my people live in the colder climates.”
#139 Jessica_Morgan Aug 27, 2008 21:43:30	We come from places a lot further than you have ever traveled, dear sirs. We just want to finish our errand and then go home. Surely you wouldn't impede those acting in the Mother's name? Seraphina smiles a little more broadly and directs a thought at Calsi, Do you trust them?
#140 ice_eyes Aug 27, 2008 21:54:36	Calsi nods her head from where she is sitting, negotiating with the Chief. Her eyes meet Sera’s to let Sera know that she is nodding to Sera. For some reason Calsi cannot talk to Sera like that, the only thing that comes through is a jumble of images and feelings
#141 Jessica_Morgan Aug 27, 2008 22:07:33	"Damn whoever invented deserts," Ser'rian pants. "Damn them to the eighth layer of hell." "That one's frozen, Frosty." "I know. Ironic punishment runs in the family." "Uh. Huh." The party walks, drags, limps, or pants their way into the city of Shadaii as appropriate. Only Tyler is feeling completely fine, smiling for once. There is an excited gleam in his eye at the prospect of being in an entire city full of mages. As he steps into the city, there is a wash of magic that rolls over him, and he breathes deep. "Aaah yeah, that's the stuff. Calsi, where does your friend live? I'm sure people want to lie down and/or sleep."
#142 ice_eyes Aug 30, 2008 22:13:12	Calsi, human right now and munching on a piece of dried meat, begins to lead them through the winding, curved streets of The Crystal City. It seems one giant street that winds in a large circle. Shops and vendors line the sides in front of large and small houses that seem to be part of the walls themselves. The tops of trees can be seen over the walls. they seem strange an ominous to anyone who looks at them too long. As Calsi leads them the “road” seems to widen out. here, manors of the rich line the streets, no merchants call out wears, only the thin and frail looking fences define the border between the homes of the wealthy and the road. Calsi leads them to one such house, only there is a large, thick wall protecting what seems to be a property almost as large as those of the Royal palace in Haldinay. “Calsilinimia!” A girl of about twelve, dressed in an outfit that no woman who is not asking for a price should be wearing, let alone a twelve year old little girl, walks quickly out to meet Calsi, accompanied by two large, muscular men who look to be in their mid-twenties. “Lady Merinishita.” Calsi bows politely to the child. “My friends and I seek a place to stay for the time being. I had hoped that in return for my most recent writings you might let us stay here.” Calsi asks in a manner that says she is certain that the girl will let them stay. “Of course I will let you stay, you are practically family. And any friends of yours are friends of mine.” Merinishita links her arm into Calsi’s and lead them inside, chatting pleasantly with Calsi about “Crops...” “books..” and other such things that a twelve year old should surely find most boring. “Calsi, have you gained weight?” the girls asks as she leads them into a cool chamber. there is a deep pool in the middle of the room that has large pink and white fish swimming in it and a strange blue flower seems to be floating -rootless- on the top. two fourteen-fifteen year old girls dressed in slim half-tops and long soft-looking kilted skirts walk over to the girl and Calsi and offer cool drinks and fruits. They offer the food to the others as well. Brightwing sits on the edge of the pool and dangles her feet in the water, gratefully accepting the drink as the girl offers it to her.
#143 Jessica_Morgan Aug 30, 2008 22:37:38	Tyler politely declines the drink - he evidently doesn't need it as long as the heat persists - and approaches the child that is their host. He bows low at the waist and gives her a wry smile. "If the heat weren't so horrid, I'd ask what you were doing wearing that. You can call me Tyler, and I'm very, very grateful for your hospitality. We'll be in Shadaii for awhile. The one in black is my daughter, Seraphina." It's a pleasure to meet you. You're much older than you look "The melting one is Ser'rian, an ancestor of mine, and the winged woman is Brightwing. I thank you again for welcoming us into your home."
#144 ice_eyes Aug 30, 2008 22:52:18	Meri smiles Slyly at Tyler. “If I couldn’t see the woman that seems to be ever present in your thoughts I might show you why I am wearing this.” Meri’s smile changes as she looks at Seraphina. Well, well. there is only one other person I know who holds speech of your power. Merinishita says to Sera with a nod. “My home is yours for as long as you need, now, I do not wish to be a bad host, but my servants will show you to rooms. I know you must be tired, and I have much work to do. The Belidiya crops are hard to harvest without killing the trees, and I must tend to things personally. I never ask my people to do something I will not do myself.” Merinishita bows to her guests and leaves. “Your rooms are not quite ready yet. if you could make yourselves comfortable here in the resting room, I am sure it will not be long.” a young man who looks about sixteen says politely to the group. Brightwing finds a couch and splayed herself across it, letting her wings drape over on either side and rest on the floor, where she proceeds to fall asleep.
#145 Jessica_Morgan Aug 30, 2008 23:01:38	Elmira did say that's what you called it, but I assure you, speaking is the very least of what I do. We should talk some time. Do you sleep? Ser'rian settles himself on the floor near Brightwing and pants for a few minutes before falling asleep. Tyler, on the other hand, goes to a quiet corner to pray. Only Sera doesn't seem inclined to sleep.
#146 ice_eyes Aug 30, 2008 23:26:09	later, I must work now Meri tells Sera as she leaves. “Your rooms are ready.” the boy says to the group. He notices the sleeping members of their party and smiles slightly. “They will be led up when they awaken.” they are led to room that are perfectly and uniquely designed to fit the taste of the individual who is to stay there.
#147 Jessica_Morgan Aug 30, 2008 23:35:06	Seraphina is sedately lead to her room and she grins when she sees it - wind chimes hang in front of an open window that somehow catches even the tiniest breeze. She stretches her wings luxuriously and settles into a hammock, where she casually begins delving into the minds of those around her in the city. Tyler, on the other hand, settles into a normal bed in a rather Spartan room that's so hot the servant refused to open the knob himself. The mage settles in and sleeps in a room only marginally colder than Hell.
#148 ice_eyes Sep 03, 2008 8:03:54	The Two Nolisians find themselves in a deep, cave-like room. there are no windows at all, only a single, shielded candle hanging from the ceiling. the temperature is cool in there, cool enough to make most humans shiver. Shethila and Mashith lay snuggled together on a pile of furs in a corner and promptly fall asleep. Calsi finds herself in a dimly lit room with a warm fire in a hearth across from the door. to her right is a large, soft bed and a desk with writing materials. Calsi smiles at the familiar room and snuggles herself into her bed.
#149 Jessica_Morgan Sep 25, 2008 15:40:21	In the morning, Tyler and Seraphina wake themselves - the latter waking her bedmate-of-the-night as well - and get dressed. Sera does her laundry with a mental shake to get all the dirt and stench out, and the two of them meet back in the reception room they'd stayed in temporarily the night before. "Tired..." I will never understand other people and their obsession with sleep...
#150 ice_eyes Sep 25, 2008 15:59:39	There is a servant waiting for them in the reception room and she leaves the moment the two walk in. Shortly after she is followed by the eleven year old woman in a thin-gauzy robe over something that barely qualifies as a slip, it just barely comes below her hips. “Good morning. Breakfast will be brought in shortly. she snaps her fingers and a table and chairs pull themselves out of the walls and settle in the middle of the room. a feint breeze comes in through the gauzy peach curtains, making them flutter and allowing the cool morning air of the desert to slide over the pool and brush across their exposed skin.
#151 Jessica_Morgan Sep 25, 2008 16:06:31	"Alright, I have to ask - where I come from, we can get pretty shocking in our clothing choices, but you've pretty much beat anything we've got. Why do you dress like that?" There is a mental groan from Seraphina, who ruffles her wings and begins to stretch. The young woman who steps through the hearthfire this time isn't coughing, sputtering curses, or anything of the sort. She's dressed in modern Earth fashions, in tight jeans and a plain white T-shirt. Her hair is lustrous demanding to be tossed. "Huh. So this is where Good's lackey went. Don't think I've been here personally before." Despite the fact that she has never been here before, she is speaking the native tongue as though born to it. "Can someone direct me to a young man with red eyes and his companions?"
#152 ice_eyes Sep 25, 2008 16:14:04	Merinishita chuckles throatily. “I am who I am and this is what I like.” She seats herself gracefully at the table as serving women who look anywhere from twelve to fourteen quietly set a breakfast of cool, ripe fruit, dried cakes of grains with fruits and nuts in them, everything is light foods, no meats, no heavy syrups or pastes, no milk, nothing greasy. “They were escorted out of our gates and we do not know where they went from there.” was the answer of a large man in white robes. “he used magic forbidden in our place of learning, so he was escorted off. You may want to head south, he was seen heading towards the docks.” the man seems to want nothing more than to have this stranger gone from the school.
#153 Jessica_Morgan Sep 25, 2008 16:23:32	"Riiight then. Well, I'm Tyler, and you've met Seraphina already. I wouldn't be surprised if she already knows you better than you do." Father, I can speak for myself. Tyler shrugs noncomittantly and yawns. His jaw cracks painfully in the process. We are honored to be here. I know Father is going to want to study your magics in detail once he wakes up a little more, and I've things I want to see here as well. Tell me, do you know a sage? ~Tailishmia~ "Fascinating. Did they say where they were going? Upstairs, a nervous student feels a vitalizing surge of hope and asks a female student out on a date. Shyly, she accepts. Two rooms down, a frustrated mageling, on the verge of giving up in tears, grits her teeth and decides to give it one last try, damnit. The woman smiles at the man talking to her. "I don't suppose the Great Mother is around either, is she? I used to love talking to goddesses, and I hear this one's quite the charmer. Seen her lately?"
#154 ice_eyes Sep 25, 2008 16:32:32	Confused by the word, Merinishita crinkles her eyebrows. “Sage?” She asks. around her mind is a shield that feels like it will become as hard as diamond the moment it is pressed. In Shadiaii, where many are telepathic, it is rude to see into the minds of others without permission. She casts a sly, sidelong look at Tyler that is most disturbing on an eleven year old. One of the guards on the door, the only people who are part of the household who look older that fifteen, notices. He squares his shoulders and glares at Tyler as if daring him to try. Seraphina can tell that the protectiveness is one of a lover, not of a guardian, friend, or brother. Umm, ummm...” the priest stutters. These are lesser priests, priest only in that they are my children, come outside and you and I will talk primal a voice of perfect womanliness says with a touch of impatience.
#155 Jessica_Morgan Sep 25, 2008 16:50:25	"Sages are people who make their living through knowledge - gathering it, selling it, studying it, all that jazz." There is a light chiming, and Tyler's face lights up - so does the ring on his finger, a beautiful thing made of elemental light and set with a sapphire. "Excuse me," Tyler says eagerly, right before he rushes out of the room. That's Mother calling to talk. They're both very busy, but very in love. Father barely notices other women exist. "No rush or anything. This is a pleasure trip. I think this is one of Order's little projects, but it feels like Chaos and Peace got their hands on it too. Nice world." The woman walks through several walls to get out of the mage school, simply turning ghostly. By the time she is outside, she is garbed as a Shadian mage. "Been busy lately?"
#156 ice_eyes Sep 25, 2008 17:12:49	Merinishita nods her head understandingly. "I shall remember that. Playful I may be, but I never step in on anyone else's joy." Her wording in strange. most other people would have said 'fun' or 'pleasure', but instead she had chosen joy. It was as if she knew the pain of someone taking a beloved from her. "As for a 'sage' - what a strange title – we have many. Calsilinimia is one of the most well known, I myself have many different hobbies, but there are several stalls out in the market who sell knowledge.” she looks around, her face imperious. “leave us. you too Fashinithian.” She nods her head at the overprotective bodyguard. the room empties of people and she flicks out a thin, short wand. Balls of light fly to every corner. “You will know the best sellers by a branch of yellow and blue, or violet and red flowers in a black vase on their stalls. Tell them ‘the wind from the north brings rain’ they are the best of the best, and can tell everything that goes on in Shadiaii, even what the Royal Guardian eats for breakfast, for a price.” Shita flicks her wand again and the light in the corners vanishes and her servants return. “Humph, you would think.” the mother is sitting on the edge of the fountain, as always her personification is whatever the viewer sees to be the perfect woman as. “I have been trying to keep some visitors here from making too much trouble. there is a reason I keep this place isolated.” the mother trails her hand through the water and sighs. “May I ask why you are here?” The Mother asks in a somewhat weary voice. “I am still recovering from the war, my strength is taxed, and dealing with all the disturbances you and the people you are following are causing is tiring.” She admits.
#157 Jessica_Morgan Oct 08, 2008 9:56:16	Seraphina giggles a little. We don't need all that; we're just trying to get a riddle solved. But your kindness is most flattering. ~Tailishmia~ Oh, don't fret, Great Mother dear. I'm here on a pleasure trip. Never been to this world before, y'know? And I'm also trying to find out what Good's little champion is like. He's been, well, very active. How's your husband doing? He used to stick to you like glue, I miss the guy.
#158 ice_eyes Oct 11, 2008 10:06:11	The Mother sighs heavily and nearly glares at the Primal. “I regret to inform you that my husband has taken a turn for the worse and is now locked away in a celestial prison for his own good and the good of all life.” She says rather stiffly. “Not at all. You seem like the kind of person who generally likes to know everything. Since it is very bad manners to go snooping through other peoples heads—especially since a good portion of the more important ones would know you are doings it—I thought I would give you another option.” She picks happily at her small breakfast. “Oh, and if you want a riddle solved, just ask Calsi. I have never met a person so capable with words as that young lady is.”
#159 Jessica_Morgan Oct 11, 2008 10:18:19	Alright - your warning has been duly noted. Actually, there is a favor you could do for me. Where might I aquire some bells - a brace of silver bells, to be specific, numbering in seven? ~Tailishmia~ That's a shame. Is he still as handsome as he used to be? Hope begins walking casually in the direction of the Nolisian caves, at the pace a human would walk.
#160 ice_eyes Oct 11, 2008 10:33:51	“I am glad you understand.” Shita says in a meaningful tone. “And as for silver bells, there are many merchants and silversmiths who do nothing all day long accept make specialty orders. I have never heard of anyone wishing to carry around a bell, but, if you pay them, they will make you anything you want, to any specifications that you want.” Shita pushes away the last of her unfinished breakfast and snaps her fingers. Serving girls of about fourteen to sixteen clear away her dishes and all the dishes that are currently not in use. The leave Tyler’s however, in the thought that he might be back. Shita stands and holds out her arms. Two girls of an age with her bring out a Balidiya wood box and begin to adorn her with silver jewelry decorated with pale blue Shadian crystal. The decorate her with two dangling earrings in each ear, three small hoops going up the left ear, and five studs going up the right ear. Also half a dozen anklets on each foot, three bracelets on each hand, a silver chain belt, two silver rings for her left hand, two hair combs lined on the top with silver and decorated with the Shadian crystal in the shapes of flowers to pin back her hair, and a large, intricate necklace woven to hug the neck tightly and fall down just between the breasts in a triangle. “I am sorry, but I must leave now. I am required at the palace today for the Grand Court.” “No, as is the manner of Gods in this world our personality affects our looks, he is quite ugly now.” Her tone warns the Primal that if Hope does not drop the subject something painful and unpleasant, and probably anatomically impossible, is going to happen to her
#161 Jessica_Morgan Oct 11, 2008 10:47:55	"I could hook you up, y'know. I hear the Valor around these parts is eight gallons of stud in a two-gallon jug, and I know for a fact that Chaos is a fun time every now and then. Or that dragon god I talked to a thousand years or so back - the stories I could tell you... ~Shadaii~ Seraphina thanks Shita and steps outside into the desert air, where she stretches her wings luxuriously and causes a teenage mageling to thwack his head against a stall due to the distraction of it. She pauses to consider which merchant to go to and decides to poll the masses. In a surface scan or two, she's moving happily towards a nearby clothing stall to get something more appropriate for the climate.
#162 ice_eyes Oct 11, 2008 11:08:33	The Mother stands quickly and grabs Hope by the front of her robes. “Now listen to me carefully, Primal." the mother focuses her will on Hope. "I have had enough of your games. I do not wish to talk of this subject, you know I do not wish to talk of this subject and if you keep going on this line of conversation I thrust you into a crevice that is only big enough to hold one third of your anatomy.” The mother releases her and calms quickly. “Now that we have had our little chat, you should know that you have a few restrictions.” The mother says happily. “Do not focus your will very much on any one person, even those not a member of my race.” There are distant whispers of agreements. As was the rules, no God or Goddess could step beyond the boundaries of the lands of his or her worshipers without the permission of the ruling god of that land, or without being called on by a worshiper. But they could talk all they wanted. “Also, do not focus your will AT ALL on any of the Guardians.” She stresses that one specifically. “And the final thing, do not go inside, or near any entrance to, the Crystal Caverns. Primal energy messes with them and any effected by you would have to be destroyed.” “Welcome miss, welcome. What may I do for you?” A thin woman with graying hair and a sateen dress that left her back, arms, and stomach bare asked pleasantly. The dress was green, and had thin cloth sides to keep the skirt and top connected, the dress tied behind her neck and fell to the floor. The sides of the skirt were slitted to halfway up the thigh. Her feet were bare, but she did wear two gold anklets on each foot, with a garnet teardrop on all of then. She had several hoped earrings in each ear, a thin gold chain necklace, and one gold chain bracelet. “I see you wear shoes, so you will not need the services of the Padist?”
#163 Jessica_Morgan Oct 11, 2008 11:18:29	No, thank you, Seraphina informs her. I'd like to get some new clothes - something black, if you can. I'm interested in...turning heads.
#164 ice_eyes Oct 11, 2008 11:29:24	The woman smiles a little uneasily and blinks several times. “Umm, miss, please, speak normally. If the Watch noticed you doing that, you would be punished for breaking the law. I am not mad, you seem to be a stranger here, but in a city with so many telepaths, there are laws about using telepathy on another person when you are not invited.” The woman says a little sheepishly. She sighs, straightens her shoulders and smiles again. “I think I know what you are looking for. Though black is not a common color. I would have to make something for you specifically. Would you like to browse what I have at the moment? To look at different patterns?” It is obvious to Seraphina that this place woman can tell Seraphina is not a noble. If Seraphina had acted like a noble’s daughter, the woman would have shown her the wears, trying to guess what it was she wanted.
#165 Jessica_Morgan Oct 11, 2008 11:34:15	"You have my ap-pologies," Seraphina stutters. "It's b-been s-so long s-since I used my voice." Seraphina produces a small coinpurse from her pocket and shakes it once, listening intently, before handing it to the woman. "G-get creative. I t-trust your j-judgement." OOC The purse contains about twenty half-inch thick, pure gold coins.
#166 ice_eyes Oct 13, 2008 13:23:24	The woman takes the pouch with a broad smile. “My apologies Ma’am. I did not understand. I give you permission to speak to me in whatever manner makes you most comfortable." she says formally. and the smiles again. “There, that satisfies the law." She looks Seraphina up and down measuring. “Hmm, well, wings like yours obviously need something open at the back, definitely low cut, maybe a band that goes behind the neck. Are you certain you want black Ma’am? In the summer sun that would get most uncomfortably hot.” She is slightly nervous about this stranger, but she is a good business woman and knows how to hide her true feelings.
#167 Jessica_Morgan Oct 13, 2008 18:24:37	Trust me, black is my color. I am mostly unaffected by temperatures as long as those around me are not - and your people have adapted remarkably well. Could you reccomend me a good silversmith, however? I have a rather special commission in mind.
#168 ice_eyes Oct 13, 2008 19:09:28	“Hmmm, the silversmiths are on the other side of the Market, Shetht is good, so is Karis. It all depends on what you want. Karis makes jewelry, but Shetht does the more practical things. silverware, goblets, paintbrushes, things like that.” the woman taps her finger agians the side of her cheek as she ushers a young girl towards a particular dress. “Find the pattern for that and place it on my table for adjustments.”
#169 Jessica_Morgan Oct 16, 2008 16:08:26	Thank you for the advice. ~Tailishmia~ Oh, calm down. Thanks for the tips. Hope gives the Mother a cheery wave and continues walking.
#170 ice_eyes Oct 16, 2008 16:20:17	“Not a problem.” The seamstress answers as she walks through a door and leaves the main area of the shop. “I will be watching you.” The mother says calmly as Hope leaves.
#171 Aqua Nov 02, 2008 18:55:57	Genesis appears where Sharia had sent him to and he looks around trying to find exactly where she dropped him off at. "I get the feeling this might be slightly harder then I first thought."He laughed at himself and continued trying to get a feel of the area.
#202 ice_eyes Nov 04, 2008 21:23:15	"Faishka. She is standing in for Shethila in her absence." The boy replies respectfully. "We are almost there."
#203 Aqua Nov 04, 2008 21:31:19	Genesis had gotten into some deep ****. He needs to be good and respectful to them all. Plus he didn't want to get hurt by Mashith's god. He continued following and he was very quiet trying to come up with what to say to them when he got there.
#242 Aqua Nov 11, 2008 23:14:58	OOC POSTED IN AQUA's Arena so we can move this show there. Thanks for letting me post here Jess. :D