Fringe Sojourn
Part I: Lost in Translation
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"You take people, you put them on a journey, you give them peril, you find out who they really are." ― Joss Whedon
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Lygian Foothills, Inner Arc. Behind the Front Lines.
The party was relatively small, especially given the fact that they represented the greater portion of the finest and most powerful force the Empire had ever turned out: the First Sword. Kristoph, Fiona, Kaius, Brend, and the Lady - as Brend's silent companion was known, as she was only in the habit of talking to him. A small force of regulars, lead by a man named Vicks accompanied them. It had been six weeks since the group had gathered and began the preparations for their journey to the Inner Arc, towards the supposed ruins of an ancient Puhra Dahli holy city, a journey that would take them along the front lines and then beyond them - as they were no longer an ambassadorial force working on behalf of the Empire. Now they were the growing Rebellion.
"Twenty, twenty five miles to the front," Kaius spoke, just having come back from surveying their progress. He'd been transporting them when he could, when he'd been able to summon enough energy; the normal means of Imperial travel had been denied to them or more specifically to Fiona. It had been less than hours since her defection that she'd found her ties to the Imperial gates severed; the Empire's mages were taught to feed their energy into 'pools', which in turn were channelled into systems like the Gates as a power source, and without access to that system Fiona withheld the innate power, but was denied access to it. Atticus himself had broken the enchantments made to syphon her power away for Imperial use, enchantments that had been hidden within a comb she wore in her hair, which he returned to her - inert; he also gave her a spell book, as it were, of exercises to start with, to repeat over and over at the end of the day until she felt she could draw the power for another. Their travelling for the moment at least, was left to Kaius, who, evidently, had other ways of travel, that at least superficially looked as though it were a manipulation of the Imperial portals....though not as large or far reaching, they did have the advantage of being opened anywhere, as long as you took time to familiarize yourself with the area.
"Can you manage another gate?" Brend inquired, but Kristoph cut him off.
Part I: Lost in Translation
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"You take people, you put them on a journey, you give them peril, you find out who they really are." ― Joss Whedon
~ ~ ~
Lygian Foothills, Inner Arc. Behind the Front Lines.
The party was relatively small, especially given the fact that they represented the greater portion of the finest and most powerful force the Empire had ever turned out: the First Sword. Kristoph, Fiona, Kaius, Brend, and the Lady - as Brend's silent companion was known, as she was only in the habit of talking to him. A small force of regulars, lead by a man named Vicks accompanied them. It had been six weeks since the group had gathered and began the preparations for their journey to the Inner Arc, towards the supposed ruins of an ancient Puhra Dahli holy city, a journey that would take them along the front lines and then beyond them - as they were no longer an ambassadorial force working on behalf of the Empire. Now they were the growing Rebellion.
"Twenty, twenty five miles to the front," Kaius spoke, just having come back from surveying their progress. He'd been transporting them when he could, when he'd been able to summon enough energy; the normal means of Imperial travel had been denied to them or more specifically to Fiona. It had been less than hours since her defection that she'd found her ties to the Imperial gates severed; the Empire's mages were taught to feed their energy into 'pools', which in turn were channelled into systems like the Gates as a power source, and without access to that system Fiona withheld the innate power, but was denied access to it. Atticus himself had broken the enchantments made to syphon her power away for Imperial use, enchantments that had been hidden within a comb she wore in her hair, which he returned to her - inert; he also gave her a spell book, as it were, of exercises to start with, to repeat over and over at the end of the day until she felt she could draw the power for another. Their travelling for the moment at least, was left to Kaius, who, evidently, had other ways of travel, that at least superficially looked as though it were a manipulation of the Imperial portals....though not as large or far reaching, they did have the advantage of being opened anywhere, as long as you took time to familiarize yourself with the area.
"Can you manage another gate?" Brend inquired, but Kristoph cut him off.