Topic: Evil old as time with a new playground

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-05-22 22:24 EST
((The following post has been duplicated from the Whisper Paws Clinic Sticky as the following SL will deviate from medical to magical. Most of the Deities and Items mentioned here will be of Krynn, the lands of the Dragon Lance Books.))

This was a night noted in all Den records of tension. The Lupes were watching from windows as bright lights flashed in the starry sky as the Bi-Duran pressed her attacks against some enemy the Den never knew. By now everyone heard that one of their own had been kidnapped, and brought in tortured. This was not new to the Den, being formerly owned slaves by one Lord Brutin.

What made every Lupe tense was the seething rage they felt from their beloved healer Fleetian of Den Wolf. No one ever dared worshipped him in plain site as a deity or god. He would be very unhappy about public signs of it, and would tell people to live for themselves and others. Tonight though, the true powers of Fleetian swept into the Den as he left the Clinic and through the main gates. Every place his paws touched ice appeared.

The Lupes knew, that soon, they may be going to war, their first in Rhydin. They began praying to Fleetian, their deity, to hold off violence, and to let it go. Their answers, were oddly enough answered not by divine power but by a small group of people who knew Fleet not for his powers, but for who he was. Caring, healing, and a good father. That small group turned the blood lust coursing through Fleet.

The Clinic was dark, quiet, when Fleet returned. He could feel eyes watching him from every Den window. He ignored the eyes, and walked in. He stopped by ICU. Sari was not getting any better. Street had better come back alive, he thought. He couldn't do anything more for her, so he moved on to Ammy's room. He passed the other patients recovering form the cave in earlier in the month. He felt their energy how each one was thriving on the care, but also how fragile they were. If he wished he could cut the cord of life and the would be just souls.

He closed his eyes. Tears came and he kept walking to the end of the hall. He had let himself lose control, and now it was a battle regaining it. Fleet stopped outside of Ammy's room. He willed his energy and soul to forget about his role as Reaper of Lupinoss. He had passed that scythe to another, one Vanguard of Blood. He was a healer, not a soldier, not a fighter. He was a father, a husband, a friend.

Fleet couldn't move. He couldn't walk into Ammy's room with such erratic energy. She would be too open to it. Her nature and past no better than his. A voice whispered to him mockingly.

*My, my, little one. You've cut yourself off from your loved one in fear of bringing chaos back into her life. Everyone suffers pain and loss. You've been good at causing it lately. Go on in. Go on, and wreak more havoc, son of Fleer, farmers boy elevated to enlightenment.*

Fleet stepped back and put his back to the wall, and slid to the floor and curled up. "Leave me alone Takhisis. You have no connection to this realm. Chaos and misery is your ploy not mine." he whispered.

Dry laughter. *My boy, I don't have to have a personal connection when I have you. You're little treasury links this realm to ours or did the dead Paladin not remember to tell you that as he died? You're great grand father would know, but alas, he seems to have caught a dreadful disease. He became mortal after his mate was captured by our wonderful Chimosh. Vanguard became quite a pawn for us, and Lupis fell right into our hands.*

Ears flattened at this. "What do you want snake?"

*That which binds me to the plane of the dead. You know what I seek. That and the books of two of my dearly parted wizards.*

"And if I refuse?"

*That would be foolish on your part. Someone dear to you hears my voice as well.*

Fleet shivered and a different fire burned in him. One of fear and worry. "You can't have her."

The voice never responded. Fleet was by himself again. "Takhisis? Takhisis!"

His head sunk. He remembered a faint conversation with Sivanna, an elvin cleric of Krynn. She asked him if he ever met Takhisis. Yes, yes he did. Several times with Lupis, and twice alone when he was asked to speak with the dying Paladin. She could never get near him with Paladin alive, but when an orb, 2 whole collections of very black tomes, and a few other relics of Krynns warring past were given to him to hold, Paladin passed on. Takhisis was set on him quickly. He had used the orb once, and she recoiled as he fled back to Lupinoss.

He cursed himself. He was not home anymore, and with a physical link to the orb, she had access to any Realm he had gone to. He was a very, very naive deity then, now he was paying for it.

Frost found him on the floor asleep. She laid a blanket over him and set a thermos of coffee by him. She thought he was just exhausted from work. She went back to the nursing station without a clue that something sinister was now at play.

Myrlene Spiritor

Date: 2009-05-23 02:42 EST
((Woops double posted))

Myrlene Spiritor

Date: 2009-05-23 02:44 EST
((wish to thank Neo, Maranya, Sivanna, LadyAja, Balancedinteger, Mokksha, and Ammy for rping live to make this sl fascinating. If I missed someone, sorry, but the logs were 67 pages to wade through. Enjoy!))

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Pulled out a marker and began doodling on her arm cast.

Ammy Spiritor: "Anya, how have you been lately?"

Maranya Valkonan: Mm, well enough, Ammy, considering in three days or so I get to meet the father of one of the men I love.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *Would you like to have some fun Lene?* she blinked and looked around a little.

Ammy Spiritor: "What's to fear. Not like your a teenager." she smiled.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Fun? What kind of fun she asked the voice. You sound a bit different.

Ammy Spiritor: She stretches and flexes her fingers looking from one paw to the other, then wiggling her feet and moving her legs. Her paws ran through the synth fur on the legs and left arm. "So real." she muttered.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *My voice only changes when I am happy. Do you like to be happy?* the voice asks her sweetly.*Look to your right. See that elf cleric sitting there.* Myrlene looked around. What's an elf cleric she thought. And I do like to be happy. The voice actually laughed. *Don't know what an elf cleric is. She sitting a few stools down sipping a lemontini.* Oh, you mean Siv? What about her? Myrlene sipped more cola. The conversation in her head was weird. *She's interesting to me, and I want you to play a game with her.* A game? What kind of game? *A magic game. You know how to move things with a new type of magic. Fling a few peanuts at her without her seeing you. If do, I will show you how to do another magic spell.* I am not supposed to do magic. Dad said so. She resisted the voice a little. *Ah but your dad is not here, and what does he know about your magic. You're speacial. You can become powerful like me and be a deity. Won't that be fun?* Another sip was taken as Myrlene said nothing and kept listening to the voice in her head.

Ammy Spiritor: "You okay Lene? You're spacing out there."

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "I'm okay. Just thinking." *Dont you want to be strong. Strong enough to beat that monster that broke your leg? Be the one who saves people? I can help Lene. You just have to trust me.* How? I don't know your name. *Call me Auntie Takhisis. I like you. You're very smart, and dad shouldn't be hard on his little girl.*

Ammy Spiritor: Gets a slight feeling of energy near Myrlene. She blinked and looked but didn't see any energy lines, but of course, she was losing her magic ability with the gene manipulation that Myrlene did for her when she was really sick.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Aunt Takhisis? Are you related to Kali? *No. I don't know Kali.* Okay, I was told to stay away from Kali. She's evil. *Ah, yes, stay away from evil ones. I only help people. Girl Scout Honor. Now then. Go on. Lets play ?touch the cleric with peanuts?. Not too hard though. Don't want her to get hurt. Just enough to make her look around. Can you do that?* Myrlene sipped her soda and nodded just slightly. Behind her in the cubbords, a bag of peanuts opened, a stream of them floated out of a knot hole. The hovered high in the air. She sent one zipping towards Siv's drink.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The cleric's senses had been heightened since the previous night; almond-shaped eyes caught a peanut's trajectory before she batted it away, and glanced about curiously.

Neo Eternity: ::He'd caught the peanut coming too, but he'd made nothing of it. Just a peanut. Peanuts fly all the time in BCU.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Two went sailing for the clerics ears from out of no where.

Neo Eternity: He then sees the other two peanuts coming... now, this was a bit more awkward.::

Ammy Spiritor: Felt another pull of energy, and this time she saw a small bit of rainbows snaking to Myrlene. Odd. When did magic have rainbow coloring.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: <I>Those</I>, she saw a foot from impact. She abandoned the no-trivial-magic vow and clicked her teeth before uttering a sharp incendiary spell to devour the projectiles in small flames. Mm. Smelled like peanut butter.

Neo Eternity: ::Sniff sniff. Smells nice. A small nod in approval.::

Maranya Valkonan: ::<I>Toasty! </I>Brow ticks upward when she sees Sivanna incinerate peanuts::

LadyAjaBird: ::watches the peanuts fly and smiles::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Let that be a lesson to all other peanuts. I have fire, and I know how to use it." Sage nod.

BalancedInteger: Snickers and sips his coffee, suddenly a bit more wary of flying peanuts.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Several more appear, zipping faster for siv. *Good. Faster, and more of them.* Wont she get hurt Aunt Takhi?

Ammy Spiritor: Notes floating peanuts. Hmm several in here could be doing that. She starts watching for any magic threads.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Shar si <I>thes</I>?" she cursed in Elvish, and abandoned the offense altogether. A hissed series of utterances, and all incoming projectiles would be deflected off a glass-like, transparent shield. She was becoming highly vexed.

Neo Eternity: ~ Huh? Oh.~ ::It didn't really seem to phase him. He's noticing those rapidly incoming peanuts. He looks around... WTF indeed.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *Look we made her flinch and use a shiled. Good job Myrlene. Now, try a chair.* What?! You said I shouldn't hurt her. *The rules change. You want to learn a new spell or not? You have to prove to me you can follow orders.* This time a nervous sip of cola is taken. She didn't like this game anymore.

Ammy Spiritor: Another glimpse of rainbow but it vanished too fast. She looked down at myrlene. Something was not right.

LadyAjaBird: ::Curiously looks at the look on Myrlene's face::

Maranya Valkonan: ::<I>*Be on guard, Maranya. The Weave is being tested Wrongly* </I>She looks around. <I>Source? *Closer than you think... and the least likely suspect.*::</I>

Neo Eternity: ~ Me either.~

LadyAjaBird: ::leans on the bar looking around, sensing something off but not knowing what. Never was something she paid attention to::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Can I learn a new spell another way? I heard a voice say she was dangerous. *Lene, you either throw that chair, or...a slight hiss.... your mom has another accident.* Another? You mean. *Yes. I made that floor collapse on you.*Another sip. She was confused now and very hesistant.

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy's paw slipped into a pocket and pulled out a small satchel. She held it in her closed paw and moved it close to Lene. This rainbow should disappear when nethacite comes in contact.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: A thoughtful purse of lips before the elfess spoke a command aloud. "Vaelaeralol." <I>Revelation. </I>A spell that would track the magic that powered the.. peanut-catapult? She peered around carefully, those steel eyes now ringed with a strange white.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *Lene! My patience is getting thin. You need encouragement.* No!

LadyAjaBird: ::catches sight of Sivanna and jumps a bit:: Holy Zeus

Ammy Spiritor: Saw rainbow flash a moment and she was coughing. Hard. Her new ribs hurt. She opened her eyes and noted the nethacite did nothing. She sipped soda but it made the coughing worse.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks at Sivanna as she utters the command, noticing the change in her eyes. A scan arte, huh?::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Those elvish eyes landed on Ammy; champagne brow furrowed before she glanced at Myrlene to study her reaction.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks over then to Ammy... Strange, she was fine just a minute ago. Then over to Myrlene...::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Mom..no...okay...I'll do it. Leave her alone, please? *Throw it.* A chair from the furthest corner of the Inn shutddered. *closer girl. You can't go easy on this one.*

Maranya Valkonan: ::She sets her glass down on the bar. Stealthy reach in the inside pocket of her BCU jacket for a pair of platinum wireframed glasses, which are settled in place on her face::

Ammy Spiritor: The coughing eased some but her right side hurt like hell. "What the?"

LadyAjaBird: ::blinks looking at Sivanna, creeping closer to her looking at her friend's eyes intently::

Neo Eternity: ::He would notice the BCU jackets, and the fact that he doesn't have one, if he weren't distracted at the moment with more pressing matters.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Those white-ringed irises flitted to Aja agitatedly before scanning the room once more. She noted several dark threads hovering in the atmosphere, but they didn't seem connected to anything.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Another sip. Ten chairs around the bar went flying everywhere. She ducked as was came her way. *Why did you do that? I wanted one chair.* they are looking Auntie. This way one might hit her and know one would thing it was me.

LadyAjaBird: ::returns to looking at Sivanna curiously::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "<I>Maror!</I>" The cleric hissed. <I>Stasis!</I> To freeze all of the furniture pieces in mid-flight.

Neo Eternity: What the sh--!? ::He starts firing energy blasts at the flying chairs to destroy them, hopefully he'd get to them before they'd hit anything. Placing priority on those closest to people.::

Maranya Valkonan: ::Her ringed hand reaches out instinctively as a chair comes flying her way:: <I>Izumrud! </I>::And that famed emerald shield repels the chair harmlessly away::

Ammy Spiritor: One moment coughing next moment clipped in the head with a chair flung at her. She crouched on the floor clutching her head.

Neo Eternity: ::Oh, hey! They're frozen. Cool.:: Should I keep blastin' 'em?

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: She runs to Ammy. "Are you okay mom?"

LadyAjaBird: ::looks up at the flying furniture.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "I've got it..." the elfess murmured, and as if calming a crowd, she slowly lowered her hands and ordered the chairs back gently on the floor.

Neo Eternity: Alrighty, then. ::His land lowers. He had no trouble believing that Sivanna had control of the situation now.::

LadyAjaBird: :: looks around for more flying chairs:: Either the bar's haunted or someone thought that would be funny.

BalancedInteger: "Maybe next the walls start closing in on us." The joke, it seems, was starting to get our of hand. The journeyman sipped his coffee in contemplative silence.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The rings on her eyes had not dissipated, but the cleric was becoming highly annoyed by the looks of things.

Maranya Valkonan: ::<I>*Look to the least amongst us, Maranya. That is the source--* You've decompensated, Ben. If that's even possible. *It is, but I haven't. LOOK.*</I>::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *You're very smart little one.* Thanks I think. What's this new spell now? She helped mom up. Ammy's head was cut. She took off her bracelet and healed Ammy's cut. "You're hurt Mom."

Ammy Spiritor: "I think my illness is comming back Lene."

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The air seemed... denser to her sensitive eyes around the lupinossi family. That had Sivanna frowning.

Neo Eternity: ~ What, Ring? ~ ::RoK translates.:: ~ Huh?~ ::A glance at Maranya.:: ~~ ::He then looks over at Myrlene.::

LadyAjaBird: ::looks around being a bit confused at why the furnature got lively.

Maranya Valkonan: The least amongst us. ::Murmuring, as she looks around with a puzzled expression, letting the shield disperse back to surrounding elements::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "I'm sure it was just something in the air." You made me hurt mom. *Time to grow up. Here is the spell. Utter coovrii and any one looking for you magic will loose you.* She muttered something quickly and barely audible "Coovrii." she would look completely normal to all magic scans.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The cleric was blinking furiously then, for not only had the dense aura been lost, but her revelation spell had been dismissed entirely against her will. That had her frowning even more deeply.

Ammy Spiritor: "Maybe I am alergic to something." she moves her paw away from the healed wound. "Lene, you're not supposed to take off your bracelet." she shivered then. She felt like she lost some connection to Lene.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *The more you obey the more you learn. I see you can heal by touch. Good. Would you like to learn how to hurt by touching?* the voice was sweet and coy. *For deffense of course.* Do I have to play another game? She whimpered.

Neo Eternity: ::He felt something weird. Myrlene's energy signal normally felt stronger. After all, she was a tough cookie. But this... it was completely tame now!:: ~Ring, got any idea what just happened?~

Ammy Spiritor: She got another drink for her and Lene as they both spilt.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *You must retrieve something for me. Can you do that?* Depends, what do I have to get. She was starting to look really tired with the mental conversation going on.

Neo Eternity: ~ Tsk... great. Why would she use something like that?~

Maranya Valkonan: ::<I>*I am not cryptic. I am subtle. There is a difference--* Slot it sideways and backwards, Ben. And let me Focus, please. *Very well.*::</I>

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *Your mothers amulet and your fathers sword. I must have them.* But, i can't touch them. They're protected. *In steps Lene. In steps. First something easier. The doctor near you. She likes giving you hugs. Give her one. When she does, think about her ring vanishing and apearing in your pocket. Got that? You'll need to cover you tracks again too.* Uhm, okay. Now she had to steal from Anya? She sipped her soda and shook a little.

Ammy Spiritor: "You okay?"

Maranya Valkonan: Myrlene? ::Concerned, she opens her arms to the girl to offer her a hug::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Opens her arms. Her little jaw starts to clinch, but she forces a smile. "I just want a hug. Those chairs scared me."

Maranya Valkonan: Me too, Sunshine. ::Gladly giving the girl a hug::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Steel eyes narrowed infinitesimally in Anya's and Myrlene's direction. Something seemed... off about the little lupinossi.

Neo Eternity: ~ What? Can you hear Anya? ...You can hear surface thoughts?!?! Why didn't you tell me?! Grrr!~

BalancedInteger: His gaze followed Sivanna?s intent glare towards the little lupine girl.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: She saw Anya's ring and hugged Anya. She thought of Anya?s ring in her pocket. She felt the ring form in her cloaks pocket. She released the hug and whispered barely audible again. "Coovrii."

Maranya Valkonan: It's fine, sweetheart. ::Relasing the girl from the hug::

Ammy Spiritor: She gave Lene a hug too. "The monster breaking your leg take the courage out of the pirate hunter?"

Sivanna Cyredghymn: There it was again! The magic in and around the cleric became disoriented, and rendered the elfess dizzy... almost nauseated.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Hazels widen with the sight of flames noticed in her peripheral vision::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: She wanted to cry. Wanted to tell someone but mom would get hurt. *She wont be the only one. Your father is a nice toy to play with too.* if she didn't have fur, she would have turned pale as a ghost. Leave us alone please? The voice laughed cruelly. *Once you learn a spell from me, you are mine till I tire of you.*

BalancedInteger: Notices Sivanna's suddenly disoriented demeanor and touches her on the shoulder. "What is it?"

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "I don't..." she blinked furiously again and looked to Neo. "Neo. Did you feel that?"

Maranya Valkonan: ::When they disperse, she visibly relaxes::

Neo Eternity: ::He felt that too. The mana in the air... It was like it was gone for a moment! He looks over to Sivanna, noting her disorientation. He nods.:: I felt it.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Anya?" shooting the same query at the good doctor.

Maranya Valkonan: Wrongness. Someone is tampering with the Weave.

LadyAjaBird: ::glances over at Anya and Sivanna. Magic best left to the two of them, doesn't mean she isn't worried about what's happening::

Ammy Spiritor: "Hmm. You're shaking a little. You're not getting sick are you?" her magic was very weak and she didn't feel the loss so much.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: It unsettled the cleric something fierce. If anyone could sense dark magic, it would be Sivanna, given that she was a direct servant of Nuitari. The only explanation would be that the events were <I>not</I> powered by dark magic. It was plausible, and yet...

Maranya Valkonan: ::Hazels narrow behind the lenses of her platinum framed glasses::

Neo Eternity: Do either of you have any ideas why?

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *You're friends are quite talented. This will be fun. You did well with the small task. Let me teach you another little spell. Pluumrii.* the voice said with a laugh. *Go on. Whisper it.*

Maranya Valkonan: ::<I>*Find the why and you'll find the whom--*:: </I>Find the why and you'll find the whom. ::Echoing the Voice in her head, but aloud::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Neo. <I>See what I see</I>," she ordered, repeating the phrase in musical Elvish; if the oracle was willing, he would attain the same enlightened sensory perception Sivanna had previously employed, and would be able to see the aimless, endless threads of dark magic strung about the atmosphere of the inn. They had no source, but they lingered.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Another inaudible sound as she whispered by mom on purpose. Two could play this game. "Pluumrii." Anyone watching the Weave would get a bright white flash as the Weave blossomed like a flare.

Neo Eternity: ::He was certainly willing. His eyes took on that same white-ringedness. He looks around. Threads, everywhere. But no source. No rhyme or reason. They were just there.::

Maranya Valkonan: ::Her hands fly up to try to guard her hazels from that flash:: <I>Sooksin!</I>

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "<I>Thes!</I>" she cursed aloud in Elvish, and squeezed her eyes shut.

Ammy Spiritor: She winced and yipped in pain as something blinded her.

Neo Eternity: ::And the threads bloom like crazy. He shuts his eyes intentionally, hands rising too.:: What the hell?!

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Lene used the Force to slide the ring from Anya onto the floor and slid it by her boot.

LadyAjaBird: ::noticing a lot of flinching from the magic users in the room and looks around confused:: What in the name of Hades is going on in here?

Ammy Spiritor: Shook her head and let go of Myrlene. Her eyes were tearing.

Neo Eternity: That's what we're trying to figure out!

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Wait... was that...? The cleric's eyes opened again, nearly terrified awareness dawning. No, no. It was pure imagination. But that potency. That signature. Sivanna had only felt that kind of power once before, and that was standing in Her presence.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *Well done. Now, one last thing I am going to teach you tonight.* A scary vivid image of a 5 headed dragon was in Myrlenes mind. She shivered. *Look to Siv and see this in her mind.* Okay. She whined like a whipped puppy. She sent the vivid picture to Siv's mind. The voice spoke to Siv as well. *I am wathcing you.*

LadyAjaBird: ::watching her friends puzzled by what she sees::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The cleric's breath stopped altogether. "Ai maesi os eisi," she voiced aloud to the Empress of Darke.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "Coovrii." she whispered in defeat. So many could help her, but none could save mom and dad if they did. She sat on the stool and hugged her cola bottle sipping a lot.

Maranya Valkonan: ::The air seems to change around her as she murmurs a Rote:: <I>Skrytyi vskryvat' pravilno skvozit' zlo proyavit--NU!</I>

Neo Eternity: ::He opens his eyes too... He's currently under the benefit of an arte from the good cleric, to share her perceptual powers with him. ...He sees it too.:: (s) What... the... hell...?

LadyAjaBird: ::looks at Myrlene curiously, suspecting but not having enough knowledge of magic to know if it could happen::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Noting Neo's reaction, the elfess instantly dispelled the sensory arte, managing to draw a ragged breath inward.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks around at all the threads, looking for answers. Teeth clenched a little. Fists too. And there goes the arte.:: ~ A five-headed dragon... What? ~

Maranya Valkonan: ::Her shielded hazels widen in unspeakable terror:: <I>Koshmar!</I>

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The terror of her own was waived entirely as elvish eyes set upon the good doctor. "... Anya?"

LadyAjaBird: ::leans on the back bar watching Myrlene, Sivanna, Anya, Ammy and Neo curiously.

LadyAjaBird: ::looks back to her friends concerned but knowing she can do little to help right now. Best to stay out of the way then pull a terrier with all the questions::

Maranya Valkonan: <I>Koshmar. Drakon. Pyat'. Obstrel. </I>::She's apparently reverted to her native tongue, from fear::

Neo Eternity: ::Threads in the air that have no start, end, rhyme, or rhythm. Peanuts, chairs, flying everywhere. Specifically targeted at Sivanna. As was the image, which he'd only seemed to receive due to the arte. Her reaction to said image. Mana flickering from the air. Scan artes dispelled. And the energy signature... Looks over at Myrlene... of a scared little girl, lowering to normal levels.::

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy could see again finally. She looked around. Somethin frightened the others. "Is everyone okay?" outside of her rubbing her eyes, it was painfull to see Ammy has lost most of her magic abilities.

Neo Eternity: ~ She can read surface thoughts. Did she intercept this traveling image? ~ Anya, are you alright?

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The cleric's Russian was scant, but she managed to make out the cognates. Almond-shaped eyes narrowed infinitesimally. She felt the need to... defend... the goddess. "Do not be afraid," she reassured quietly, though the sentiment in her eyes was far from reassuring.

BalancedInteger: Arches a brow at Anya's words. It made no sense to him, even if he did understand the words.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Her breathing is still a bit ragged but she weakly nods:: I... made the evil show... but it stopped. ::Not making sense, or is she?::

LadyAjaBird: ::watching her friends:: When all of you are calmed down, would someone explain to the Aja what in the name of Hades is happening to all of you?

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Neo...?" the cleric requested, hoping that the oracle would offer Aja an explanation as the a hand of hers sought Anya's. "Do not be afraid," she repeated in a whisper.

Maranya Valkonan: That... that is Tainting the least of us. ::Taking Sivanna's hand with her unringed left hand::

Neo Eternity: ::The fear he had felt was not as much as Anya's, and definitely not as much as Sivanna's. What he had seen was the image of a five-headed dragon. And that's all he knew it to be. He's beaten dragons before. Strong one. He looks over to Sivanna, then to Aja.:: I don't think I can explain it right now either.

LadyAjaBird: ::leans on the back bar, sipping her beer, more than a bit confused as to what happened in here tonight::

Neo Eternity: ::Strong ones, too*:: We'll try to put it together for you later.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "<I>She</I>," the cleric corrected for the good doctor's ears alone. "I will look into it."

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *You did well. I'll leave your mother alone for now. Now then, that odd fellow over there. His ring is a nuisance. I want him to panic a little.* the voice held a hint of cruel laughter. *Utter Chaosmii Riinagoo Miintalliis.* She refrained from wincing. She whispered again. "Chaosmii Riinagoo Miintalliis.*

Neo Eternity: ~ Ring?~

LadyAjaBird: ::nods at Neo then looks back at Myrlene watching her eyes covertly::

Neo Eternity: ~ Ring?!~ Something is happening to... ...the Ring...

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Those eyes darted back to Neo as she withdrew her hand. "Neo?"

LadyAjaBird: ::sips her beer, glancing at her friends periodically::

Maranya Valkonan: ::<I>*Steady on, man. You are acting like you drunk from my still.* </I>She frowns a bit as she withdraws her hand from Sivanna's::

Neo Eternity: ::He brings his ringed hand up to examine RoK closely... it was going nuts. The gem was flashing all sorts of colors.:: ::He clenches his teeth.::

Mokksha: :::::The young woman walked towards the inn slowly, her shift over at Whisper Paws clinic, but her husband was still working yet, so she came for a drink and some company.:::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Kyr pas air," she cursed in Elvish, before both eyes went entirely black. "<I>Chemosh! </I>Pai o mi caes?" <I>Chemosh! Do you see her?</I> she ordered aloud, desperately invoking the God of Death's power to seek out the spell's source.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Brief, if puzzled nods to both Lucius and Lucien. Clearly rattled by things within and without::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: A voice was heard in Siv's head. *The god you wish to contact is unavailable and plotting to rule the world. Try again later. This has been a Takhisis Service Message.*

LadyAjaBird: ::sips her beer watching Anya, Sivanna and Neo. They all looked highly concerned.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks around a bit... what the hell was going on?! For some reason, what caught his attention was a ring on the floor. What's...? Hey, that's... He looks over to Anya, trying to see her hand... which is missing a ring. He looks down to the floor and starts to reach for it... as the Ring continues to panic in his head. The other hand comes up to his forehead.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The cleric grit her teeth and slammed her hand against the bartop in frustration.

Neo Eternity: Any... luck... Siv? ::Hears the slam.:: I'll take... that... as a... no.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Her currently ringless left hand's fingertips press to the bridge of her nose, as apparently her Voice is trying to calm down RoK::

LadyAjaBird: ::looks at Alec:: You feelin lost too?

Neo Eternity: ~~ ::It was working. He was about to take the ring off until it calms itself, but it looked like that would be unneccessary. He grabs the ring that was sitting on the floor, and rises up.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Her complexion paled considerably as she invoked more dark magic. "Nuitari. Shai air caes varn?" <I>Nuitari. Who is her pawn?</I>

BalancedInteger: "Something like that. Not much in the way of magic where I am from...but..." He glances around the room. He'd had just about enough of this little game someone was playing. "Maybe there is another way."

LadyAjaBird: ::nods hearing Alec:: It started with Myrlene floating peanuts. If it was me...I'd be starting there with the questions.

Mokksha: :::Soft shod feet skitter stepped up the porch stairs, pausing to nod politely to those already there, before heading to the door and pushing it open::::

Neo Eternity: ~ Ring, what happened?! This is getting really old.~ ::He then taps Anya on the shoulder, presenting the ring that was on the floor.:: Isn't this yours?

Ammy Spiritor: Another voice answers Siv. *If you can not discern the pawn yourself, maybe I should find another worthy of my magic.* That voice soon shifted into Takhisis voice, a clever ruse.

LadyAjaBird: ::leans by Alec watching the rest:: But this ain't my thing apparently. ::sighs and sips her beer::

Maranya Valkonan: ::Owlish blink from her, as she looks at the emerald and platinum ring in Neo's hand:: My... how did you... <I>spasibo. </I>::Taking the ring, she slips it back where it belongs, on her left hand::

BalancedInteger: "Well.. if we know this all started with Myrlene.." Then why the hell wasn;t she being a bit more thoroughly interrogated about tonight's occurences?

Neo Eternity: It was on the floor. Did you drop it?

Maranya Valkonan: ::She shakes her head:: It's not loose enough to come off like that.

LadyAjaBird: ::shrugs at Alec:: I ain't the magic genius. Maybe they know something I don't?

Sivanna Cyredghymn: A wince as a message played out in her head, and the ink drained from the cleric's eyes. Immediately, she brought a kerchief from her pocket to her lips and coughed softly.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: So tired. Can we stop please? I've done what you want. Please?

Neo Eternity: ::Hearing Alec.:: So... it is as I thought.

Mokksha: :::blithely oblivous to whatever was going on with her kith and kin, she walked over with a tired smile to hug Ammy and Myrlene hello:::: hey you two.....are things better from last nite?

Ammy Spiritor: Hugging Ammy she would sense tenseness.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Hugging Myrlene, let's just say something dark and cold touches Mokki to the core like ice water.

Neo Eternity: ::He walks over to Myrlene, placing a hand on her shoulder.:: ...What's going on?

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Ai'bi car aelyl os sor," she murmured angrily through the kerchief. She wiped her lips firmly and replaced the stained cloth back in her pocket. "Shal sai jhaeli?" to Alec.

Mokksha: ::::she staggers back like she has been doused with cold water.....it feels sooo like *her* but worse::::: ohhhhh godsss....no....

LadyAjaBird: ::watching Neo carefully:: Go easy, Neo love. She's a kid.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *Time for us to go. Diisplaccii tuun realmaa.* Myrlene vanished.

Neo Eternity: ::His eyes widened... and his teeth clenched.:: Damnit!

Neo Eternity: ::He shouted into the air, then.:: Give her back!

LadyAjaBird: Well... that answers that question. She's the source of whatever is tweakin all you out.

Neo Eternity: ::He had been trying to go easy on her, by the way. Said touch and tone was gentle.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The former general did not seem at all surprised by the lupine's sudden departure. It went hand-in-hand with Tahkisis's sadistic nature.

LadyAjaBird: ::still leaning by Alec completely lost for helpful solutions::

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy started coughing again, blood showing. A voice to Siv. *Any who follows, your friend falls tonight!*

Maranya Valkonan: <I>Otpustit' nevinnyi--NU! </I>::The Rote is snapped out, with a low growl as Myrlene is spirited away::

Mokksha: ::::she gaped at Ammy:::: oh by the three.....i thought having *her * ride me was bad......this....this is infinitely worse...

BalancedInteger: "Look on the bright side. Now you know where to start looking for answers." Lene's disappearance from Neo's inquisition was a sure sign of guilt... but who's guilt was not enitrely assertained. He nods to Sivanna in response to her earlier question.

Mokksha: ::::she reacted instictively to the bloody coughing, reaching out to grab Ammy's shoulder and push healing energy into her without thinking::::

BalancedInteger: "Cat's out of the bag now, Aja." Pats her on the shoulder.

Neo Eternity: ...Who's the five headed dragon?

Ammy Spiritor: Ragged gasp as she leaned forward for air. It was her worst fit ever.

LadyAjaBird: ::nods at Alec with a lost look:: Yeah.. but cats are fast and dart into small holes where you can't reach them

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She glanced at Neo, but did not answer. Instead, her gaze was drawn to Ammy. She nodded between Anya and the lupinossi. Could the good doctor help?

Mokksha: five headed dragon??? :::said aloud to Neo::: theres a sumerian goddess of that type running aroundd rhydin that i know of...

Maranya Valkonan: ::Shaking off the lingering pain from the Rote, she looks toward Ammy::

BalancedInteger: "So you bait 'em. They can't resist the smell of catnip for long." Nods.

Mokksha: ::::she continued pushing healing energy into Ammy as she kept her hand on her shoulder:::

LadyAjaBird: ::grins at Alec:: With tuna.

Neo Eternity: ::He points a hand at Ammy. He doesn't care now. He's just going to do what he can.:: <I>Healing Stream!</I> ::A large amount of merciful healing energy would swirl up around her. The only thing it could do is soothe her and rejeuvenate her until she could get real help. It did a little bit for whatever internal wounds she had, but not much. He didn't have the medical knowledge.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: <I>Not quite</I>, she noted mentally at Mokk's assertion. Steel irises darted back to Aja and the journeyman. "Whenever you're ready." Kerchief was sought out again, and she brought it to her lips, coughing into it quietly.

Ammy Spiritor: The healing did little. Evilness tried to bite Mokkie.

Mokksha: ::::she was used to it now....hadn't expected it from Myrlene....she let it bite.....it was like falling off a log or riding a bike, you never forget:::

Neo Eternity: ::He looks over to Sivanna, quirking a brow. He'd thought she'd wanted a word with him, but he wasn't going to press it. A bunch of crap hit the fan tonight.::

BalancedInteger: "Right." He stood up from the bar and waved to all his friends. "Now that all the fun has passed..." And he used the 'fun' loosely. "Time we went on our merry way. Goodnight, all."

LadyAjaBird: ::sips her beer just watching her friends:: Night Sivanna. Night Alec. ::smiles at them:: Look after her for us, won't you, Alec?

Neo Eternity: ::He waves to them, unable to pull out a smile.::

Maranya Valkonan: Take care, you two. Beyond willing, the Weave will restore soon.

Ammy Spiritor: A ragged gasp. "Find....Fl..ee...t..." was all she could muster.

BalancedInteger: "I always give it my best." Winks at Aja before offering a supportive arm for Sivanna to take hold of.

Neo Eternity: Fleet...?

Maranya Valkonan: Her mate. Get her to him, Mokksha.

Mokksha: :::hissing out between clenched teeth she murmured to Maranya and Siv:::: i've got this....::::she one handedly took a mirror compact out of her pouch, her other hand still locked onto Ammy, pushing energy stilll...this fight was an old one for her...different goddess, same fight, and began the alchemaic spell locked in the compact that would whisk them home to the den and Fleet and Fen>:::

Ammy Spiritor: "N...o..F..le...et...fin..dd...Le..e.ne."

Sivanna Cyredghymn: As they started for the door, the cleric paused midstep, champagne brows furrowing at Ammy. "Is that...?" Another apologetic glance at the journeyman, and she headed over to the lupinossi, kneeling before her. "<I>Mryn ti</I>," she ordered, and her eyes gained white rings again. The threads around Ammy were dark... constricting. Er... or assuming Mokk's spell worked, the elfess didn't kneel, but rather observed the threads in the lupine's wake.

BalancedInteger: He waited patiently, hands going to fold calmly behind his back as he looked on.

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy vanished with Mokki to the Den. The Den, seemed to be a place for answers.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Neo. <I>See what I see.</I>" The threads had been particularly concentrated around Ammy.

Neo Eternity: ...

Mokksha: ::::the spell slowly activated, it was meant for one, not two, but Mokkie pushed some of her energies into that too....she was fairly blazing with crackling energies and pain and she didnt' care, she was fighting for her family and that was that, as they vanished thru the portal.:::

Neo Eternity: ::He gained the white rings once more, looking toward where Ammy was. Well, no wonder his arte wasn't working.::

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-05-26 21:22 EST
((These events take place two night after Myrlenes sudden disappearance from the Inn.))

Fleet felt cold, and exhausted. He stumbled out of a plane rift. The hole to a realm known as Forgotten, made it his 12 realm this night. If he pressed further, he would run the risk of undoing his healing and invite rapid aging to encroach again. The rift opened near the Inn, his starting point two nights back. He could see the group of people he has overtime come to call friends. He walked into the Inn.

Fleet decided to move a bit closer to the group. He needed to feel some warmth. The energy from them was inviting. He made for a chair, and half sat, half fell into it. He rubbed his fore head. He was still seeing a five headed dragon in his dreams. He focused on the others to will it away.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks over to Fleet, offering a friendly nod.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Eyes landed on Fleet. She knew that look. As much as she hated forced entry into her thoughts, she desperately desired to keep the conversation between them. Quite pointedly, she focused her mental efforts on parsing out a single question: <I>Who is her pawn, Fleet?</I>

Fleetwolf: Slight nod to Neo. Fleet rubbed his for head, and winced as Siv's thought hit his hurting head like a hammer. He waved or did something close to a wave to Seraphim. He mustered a weak thought to Siv. <I>Who is who's pawn?</I>

Sivanna Cyredghymn: That drove the elfess to press her lips together thinly. He knew. Sivanna didn't know why she believed it so, but she <I>believed</I> there was a connection between this deity and the Queen of Darke. Why was he so adamant on seeming oblivious. A nod, and she dismissed the exchange, jet-black eyes moving between Aja and Neo distractedly.

Fleetwolf: He sat up some and leaned on the table. Single claw raked a line in the air and a small rip appeared. Paw goes in, and out is pulled a Midnight Blue tome with gold lettering and Arcana Ruins of Nuitari and Someone else on it. Fista....is all that can be seen not obscured by his paw. He cracked it open, closing the rip. He couldn't top now. Coldness seemed to seep from the tome.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Stark-pitch eyes landed on Fleet's new possession. Her breathing, her heart stopped, and she became stone at once.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks around a bit... then over to Sivanna. She doesn't look too good. Then over to Fleet.::

Fleetwolf: Shifting his glasses he began flipping through pages, a little desperately. It was in here somewhere. *Look all you want, farmer boy, the longer you wait, the more people will suffer. You think you thwarted my curse on Ammy, but I have Myrlene still. Books wont help you. I want it now!* Fleet looked harder through the tome. If it didn't have it, the others..but that was dangerous to open those.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The rustling of pages, the smell of the ancient tome. F.I.S.T.... Fistandantilus? It was only logical. Sivanna's hands trembled as those pitch-black eyes filled with tears. Fear? Not in the least. Grief? Not at all. Pure, unfettered <I>lust.</I> She wanted it. She needed it.

Neo Eternity: Sivanna...? ::Watching her with concern. He couldn't tell it was lust. All he could see was that her eyes were filling with tears and she was trembling.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: <I>"Ci car air...</I>" she mouthed silently before Neo's words brought her back. She drew a ragged breath and looked up, blinking those tears away furiously. "What is it?"

Fleetwolf: <I>Out of my head snake! If I have to come down there and shove a Medallion of Paladin up yer rear I will. You are not getting it and as soon as I find you and Myrlene, you're going to wish you died like Paladin. </I>He looked into the tome more, soon the pages ran<I> </I>out and he snapped the tome shut. He winced, rubbed his head more, reopened the rip in the air and returned the tome. He hesitate, his paw in the rift. Did he dare try. Her life may depend on it.

Neo Eternity: Are you okay?

Sivanna Cyredghymn: It took everything the elfess had not to leap and snatch that tome out of Fleet's hands. Be calm, Sivanna. Be calm. Nails dug into the bartop in frustration. What had Nuitari <I>done</I> to her? She swallowed and paid the oracle a curt nod. "Am. Apologies."

Neo Eternity: ~ Huh? That's wonderfully vague~ ::He briefly placed a hand on her shoulder and offered a gentle smile.::

LadyAjaBird: ::sees Sivanna staring at Fleet, Neo looking concerned and Fleet looking really concerned while he looks at the book::

Fleetwolf: You can do it Fleet. You know how to open them, how to withstand it. His paw drew back from the rift. A night black book with silver gilding and lettering on it. It had Nuitari, Lunitari, and Takhisis' symbols on it, and one other, one who tried to be a deity himself. <I>Raistlin Majere, you're cursed books may hold the key to getting my daughter back. I bind you by Paladins oath and your soul's oat to Camaraon Majere your blood brother to show me what I need. </I>

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Turmoil," she repeated listlessly. It was then, and only then, that the black depth leeching into her eyes was abolished, and left a glossy white. Almost immediately, she snatched the kerchief from her pocket as she was seized with a fit of coughing.

LadyAjaBird: ::looks at Sivanna:: And quit scaring me. :: grabs a water and sets it on the bar::

Neo Eternity: ::He looks over to Sivanna as she begins to cough. Watching briefly with concern. Well, it definitely wasn't as bad as the ones she used to have.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "I didn't <I>do anything!</I>" she argued hoarsely, wiping the red stain from her lips before replacing the kerchief. A blink. She snapped? At Aja? ... What was this magic worth?

Neo Eternity: ::A brow quirk. What was that?::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The elfess swept up the water bottle. She uncapped it and brought it to her lips, sipping greedily to banish the metallic taste from her mouth. Setting it down again, she sighed. "I'm sorry, Aja. That was rude of me."

LadyAjaBird: ::narrows her eyes at Sivanna for a second then sticks her tongue out at her:: I will lick yer nose. ::grin::

Fleetwolf: The tome is cracked open and a slight scream issues from it. Not loud, but low and moaning. *<I>You seek my knowledge unknown deity. I will grant it, but dawdle to long and you will share my curse.*</I> He flipped through a few pages and stopped. He readjusted his glasses, his metal finger falling on a passage. <I>*In midst of my quest for more power I struck a bargain with Takhisis, the Temptress, the Mistress of Dragons, the Mother of Nuitari to betray her son, to gain her favor. </I>

LadyAjaBird: ::is far to emotionally worried to be mad, so goes for goofy:: And then I will dance a jig. ::smiles at Sivanna::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She puckered her lips at Aja in an air kiss before those steel eyes were drawn, rather against her will, back to Fleet. He had a new treasure? Those eyes narrowed, and she felt an unbelievable pull toward it. Why was an incendiary spell coming to mind? She had no desire to attack Fleet. And yet...

LadyAjaBird: I'm sure there will be a day.. when I completely lose my marbles and do something really stupid. ::grins at Sivanna:: Will ya still love me? ::turns her head to look at Sivanna sideways::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "You can't shake me off, mellonamin. Not unless I shake you off first," that distractedly to Aja. Elvish eyes lingered on the tome.

LadyAjaBird: ::chuckles:: Like that's gonna happen.

Fleetwolf: <I>For this she would bestow a gift to her faithful mage. One that would be her undoing. The Dragon Orb Takhisis. Her being the mother of all dragons, one of each color dragon was captured by the metallics and held in place to be instilled into this crystal. 8 dragons to bind the mother, One dragon to stop her, one of unkown power to release her, the Orb made by her son. Break the Orb, set her free, u.....</I> the rest was smeared in Raistlins Blood.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: An effort to smile was exhibited in a twitch of her lips. But at the moment, Sivanna had a summons on her mind. Unconsciously, she found herself mouthing the initial beckoning of Ifrit. A stunned blink. The fire demon? In the inn? Sivanna needed to leave. <I>Now.</I>

Fleetwolf: <I>Where's the rest of it Raistlin Majere? You promised! *Oh I did, I promised and let you see what you needed to see, but, my unknown deity, I can not show you what I knew when I died. Takhisis didn't like her mage having power over her. Let's just say, she took the Orb back. How you got it, I shant know.* </I>"Dohgra maa nii muumrrii baiish." he cursed. The tome snapped shut and went back into the rip. He closed the rip in the air and held his head. He had puzzle pieces! puzzle pieces!

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She cleric instantly rose, and leaned her torso over the bartop to plant a kiss on Aja's cheek. "I must leave, my dearest love."

LadyAjaBird: ::kisses Sivanna's cheek:: Uh ok. ::puzzled by the sudden departure::

Fleetwolf: Fleet stands and head for the bar, shuffling a little. Whatever he was doing, he was doing at night when Fen could cover his shifts. He sat at the bar. "I need soda. Please?" his voice sounded desperate and tired.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks at Siv puzzledly as she suddenly prepares to leave.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Catching her friend's discomfort, she shook her head and touched her on the shoulder gently with a smile. "All is well, mellonamin."

LadyAjaBird: ::grabs Fleet a soda setting it on the bar for him:: Here ya go, Fleet

Fleetwolf: To Siv he sent a message. *You, we need to talk. I am not a pawn to her. Neither is the other at stake. We are hostages.*

LadyAjaBird: ::watching Sivanna curiously but says nothing mostly cause she hasn't a clue what's happening in the magic realms her friend inhabit::

Fleetwolf: "Thank you Aja." his voice rasped a little. He saw Aja, beautiful begin to age, and then wither to bone and skin. He blinked and shook his head. Aja was normal again.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The cleric unconsciously grabbed her forehead as the deity's thoughts invaded. Sivanna <I>strongly</I> disliked said invasions, but she assumed Fleet had no other choice. She grit her teeth, trying to convey the urgency she felt. <I>Later. Please.</I>

Fleetwolf: A simple nod to Siv was given. He drank the soda, it tasted odd, like ash.

Neo Eternity: ::Still a bit puzzled, he gives Sivanna a smile and a wave.::

Fleetwolf: He rubbed his head again and took another sip. It was soda again, not ash. <I>Get a grip. Just residue from the tome.</I> He looked at who was around him like he was seeing them for the first time.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Quietly to Neo, then. "Shor o thylyrn ti cysti? Ai't eirar... eirar os shar Ai tol pai." Bright smile that did not reach her eyes.

Neo Eternity: ::He nods.:: Of course I will. ::A gentle smile.::
Sivanna Cyredghymn: One last smile and wave to her friends before she slid out the door silently. "'Quel undome, my friends. 'Quel esta."

Neo Eternity: ::He rises and follows her out as well. He makes sure to get waves and smiles out, though.::

Fleetwolf: A long sigh left his muzzle he slumped on the bar. "A drowning man given an anvil." he muttered. How many realms did he scan tonight. He looked to Aja. "I am sorry my family has been nothing but trouble."

LadyAjaBird: ::looks at Fleet confused and sad:: No no, Fleet. I only wish I could be of more help. Tis nothing worse than seeing the people you love being hurt and nothing you can do but stand by. Your family is adored by me. But there is nothing I know to do to help you, Fleet.

Fleetwolf: He thunked his head on the bar, it made the head ache go away. "Just want to be normal. I have been looking for Myrlene all night. Ammy is better now. I had a relic from a deity called Paladin. It counteracts the curse on her so she will be harmed anymore until I can rectify the problem."

LadyAjaBird: ::reaches over and pats Fleet's paw gently::

He nodded to Aja, finished his drink and walked back into the night. He had a shift in the morning at Riverview Clinic.

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-05-26 21:23 EST
((Double post. Sorry about that RDI hiccuped that day. But I will Insert a post that was missed here instead.))

Myrlene shivered outside in the dark. Her fur smelt of sulfur, death, and souls. She was a bit taller now, she at her full 3.5ft adult height. Her hair longer, she looked around nervously. <I>What do you want me to do now? </I>her thoughts moaned. *You are going to find your father and then acquire want I want little one.* <I>Okay, just don't hurt mother, but why here? Dad is never around here. </I>*But others are. Now then, you are to speak only when I ask you to speak, understood? Or I make your mother worse.* <I>Sigh, yes. </I>*You remember what I taught you in the abyss. Use it if anyone tries anything. or...* <I>You hurt mother. I know, I know. I am not an infant! You best remember when I am freed I may just come after you. </I>The voice laughed, *Many have tried, one nearly succeeded, and he is dead.* the voice cackled more. *Now go in, talk to the cleric. I sense her and your father are keys to something.* <I>Something you don't know huh? Some Mother of Deities you are. </I>Myrlenes thoughts had a sarcastic ring to them. She winced as a laceration appeared on her side. Blood flowed down her side then the wound healed with the blood now gone. *Do not tempt me.* Myrlene walked for the door, and opened it walking in. No point sneaking or hiding. By now they all knew about HER she hoped. She looked around seeing Siv and Neo. No Anya. She almost cried. She really wanted a true hug now.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: <I>Do you feel that? </I>The extreme concentration of toxic magic in her veins had her senses razor-sharp. Unconsciously, the elfess's head turned in Myrlene's direction, brow smoothing at her new appearance.

Myrlene slipped up to the bar not making much noise. Oddly enough the splints on her leg, arm, and wing are gone now. She looks a bit older now. Noting people were leaving she sighed in relief. A good thing perhaps as she wouldn't have to sit in that nightmare of a world crying about people she didn't want to hurt again. She used the Force to get a cold soda. She was so thirsty.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks then, over to... Myrlene?! What the--?!?!:: ~ We already knew! Can't you pick a better time to be obnoxious?!~

Sivanna Cyredghymn: And then her expression grew cold. She could smell the death on the lupine; a smell she knew all too well.

Myrlene glanced at Sivanna. She really didn't want to do anything for HER. Another laceration opened up on her back. She winced and kept from screaming. The wound healed again. *Such thoughts.* She looked to Neo, and almost thought about something, and quickly buried it. Aunt Takhisis was always there. *You've had enough fluid for your mortal body, now go and talk to her.* <I>She's busy. You really want me to hurt more people don't you? Why don't you just come up here and do it yourself? </I>*I will once I have the key to my prison. Then, I may just keep you as a pet, or a servant. Been ages since Mina passed away. You would be a good replacement, once the rebellion is out of you.* Myrlene sat the cola down and hopped off the bar and headed for Sivanna. She hopped up on a bar stool closer to Sivanna, the smell of death stronger now. She indeed has grown some more. A 12 year old body is what one would see. "Siv?" she said in a raspy voice as if she hadn't used it in a while, or screamed her heart out.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Those inky black eyes flitted back to Myrlene stoically in response.

"I need to talk to you, actually, talk to you for someone." *Ask her about the orb.* She blinked a little. "Do you know anything about the Dragon Orb of Takhisis?" asked Myrlene.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Those almond-shaped eyes narrowed; for as it continues to get later, descriptions and reactions will continue to become less articulate or interesting. "I know some of dragon <I>orbs</I>, yes. Powerful artifacts; allow the user to summon Chromatic Dragons."

*Everyone knows that. Hmm. Tell her that her deity, Nuitari, that meddling son of mine made it. See what she does.* <I>Testing and teasing? Is that all you can do? I am only 12 and I can do better.</I> Another lacerations appears on her cheek and this time she yipped. It didn't go away. *You're getting to0 liberal with your thoughts again.* "Takhisis says Nuitari made it."

Neo Eternity: ::Uh oh. "Takhisis says?" That would not be good for the poor lupine girl. Vocalizing out loud that she's been in contact with such a god? Said god would probably not be a happy camper. He freezes up a little bit.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: A purse of her lips, though that expression remained completely devoid of emotion. "I am sorry. I do not know of this."

The voice screamed in Myrlenes mind. She clutched her head from it and kept form screaming herself. *He would keep it from her. We will need your father after all.* "No, leave him out of it." she whimpered. *Does she know any of the teachings of Fistadantilus, or of Raistlin Majere?* Myrlene rubbed her lacerated cheek. "Do you know any of the teachings from Fistandantulis or Raistlin Majere?"

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She finally gained some emotion-- pure disbelief. "Is that a joke?" Majere and Fistandantilus were <I>legends</I> at the Tower of Wayreth.

Neo Eternity: ::He watches with concern... it was wearing very badly on him. Kita had already rushed in on orders from Priscilla and almost killed Anya. And now some sadistic god is screwing with Myrlene's head. He'd really like to tear some heads.::

<I>Is it?</I> Another scream in Myrlenes head. *Wretched mortals. I want out of this prison.* Myrlene winced more. "Not a joke."

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Of course I know of their teachings, Myrlene."

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Then she grabbed some napkins and closed her eyes. With the blood from her cheek she wrote down. <I>SHE wants the books from both of them, and the orb that dad has. Don't let her have them. Help dad find a way to destroy them please.</I> She slid the napkins to Siv and then opened her eyes. *Nice try. So cunning and devious. You would make a worthy deity when you grow. But you must be punished now.* One of Myrlenes wings was slice clean off her back. She fell off the stool in pain. She vanished, the wing as well back to the beyond.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The cleric studied the note with a frown and paid the lupine a curt nod; all business. She slipped the message into her pocket for further reference before she blinked, stunned at the lupine's injury.

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-06-08 00:18 EST
The emptiness.

The cleric had expected it to be at least tolerable, having had prior experience and exposure to the void. She was wrong. It was terrifying and excruciating all over again. It was eternity in a box, but without the purchase of walls to beat upon. It was the deprivation of oxygen, perception, and all logistical thought save for fear and desperation. It was nothingness, loss, ineptitude, and a descent into madness. How long was she waiting in that terror? Hours? Months? Don?t scream, Sivanna. Don?t scream.

Why was she still screaming?

She had stained the mark for a reason, but for all the dark magic on Krynn, Sivanna could not remember why. Why had she subjected herself to this again? Why was she alone again? So alone. Anya, Alec, Neo, Aja. Help. Somebody help. Banish the darkness. Please.

Darkness. Dark. Was that why she had returned? A further pursuit of dark magic? Was it a selfish or a selfless desire? Who was she here to see?

?Who are you here to see?? a man repeated at last. The velvety voice of her god was less-than-comforting and also the most beautiful sound in the world. Somehow the cleric found ground where there was none; she bowed, trembling, to kiss the hem of Nuitari?s robes.

?I seek an audience with the Queen of Darke, my lord,? Sivanna requested hoarsely.

?Takhisis lingers in The Gray,? Nuitari responded evenly.

The whites of Sivanna?s eyes reflected in the vast depth of the Abyss. ?How??

The god before her made careful note of her expression. The information had not brought fear; it was something else.

?Her pawn grants her a connection--however fleeting-- to the realm.?

Sivanna rose. ?It is confirmed??

?It is.?

Try as she might, the cleric could not keep her knees from trembling, so she made a deliberate effort to space her feet a good sixteen inches apart.

?What is the stage?? she insisted humbly.

A wry grin took Nuitari?s colorless lips, but he answered anyway. ?The pawn is the threat, and is not to be trusted. The queen is the victim. The king has the answers and the infinite power.?

The elfess closed her eyes as she visualized the trio, then the rest of her BCU company. ?And the rest of the board??

?Casualties if the king does not move accordingly.?

She swallowed once, dryly. ?? Who am I??

That inquiry prompted the most sadistic grin from the God of the Invisible Moon.

?Why, Sivanna. You are the player,? he replied smoothly.

?Which?? the cleric pressed desperately, a near hysterical edge to her voice.

The god grinned at Sivanna in silence and turned his back to her before beginning a slow amble away.

?Which player!?? she shrieked, begging. She meant to move after him, but the solid flat beneath her feet gave way before she could follow. She felt the emptiness closing in.

?Confer, General,? Nuitari added evenly. ?Find the king.?

Before the elfess could scream again, she was shivering in the wet downpour of Rhy?Din, just west of the Marketplace. It took hours to find the strength to rise again, but when she did, she made a hasty beeline for the Whisper Paws Clinic building along the central road of the Den. Soon as she reached her destination, she gave a firm knock to the doorframe. She strongly doubted he would be there; after all, it was the middle of the night. Still, she had no idea where else to find him.

As she waited, the cleric rested her head exhaustedly against the frame.

?Vaeri shi caesi, Fleet.? Please be here.

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-06-08 19:49 EST
Fleet heard Krynnish Elvin spoken followed by a knock on his door. He had just finished his nightly rounds at Whisper Paws Clinic. Setting the clipboard down on his desk, he crossed over to the door. He didn't have to use the viewport to see who it was. His magic and soul felt the vibrations and power of one who went to the Between.

He opened the door. "Evening Sivanna. Bit late for evening tryst?"

Fleet bade her to come in. He motioned for her to sit on any of the office furniture as he made for a small cupboard for some drinks.

"What brings you here this late at night?" It wasn't stargazing he was betting.

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-06-09 14:52 EST
By the looks of it, the cleric hadn?t slept in weeks. She nodded gratefully as she was permitted entry and immediately took up a seat exhaustedly on a stiff, antediluvian sofa near the entrance. That steel-colored gaze watched the lupine?s back as he made to prepare drinks, and Sivanna took that forgiving hiatus in conversation to piece her disjointed thoughts together. In truth, the issue probably could have waited until morning. But then again, the elfess wasn?t herself this evening. Maybe it was the toxic dark magic running through her veins; maybe it was the harrowing, deliberate exposure to the merciless Abyss; maybe it was the exhilaration at seeing her god firsthand, or maybe it was an ever-escalating feeling in the pit of this woman?s stomach that told her a visit-- welcome or not-- from Takhisis was imminent. Whatever it was, Sivanna?s frazzled mind could not wait until morning.

As soon as Fleet turned back to her, Sivanna appraised him determinedly.

?Please don?t take me for a fool any longer, Fleet. I saw the talisman around Myrlene?s neck,? Siv stated hoarsely, calculatedly. Paladine?s symbol was one this cleric had come to memorize and venerate in her two centuries of life. Her fingers toyed with a charm dangling from a black bracelet around her wrist.

?I need to know what you know, for I fear things will get very dangerous very quickly for our friends. What does She want, Fleet?? the elfess pressed, that metallic gaze of hers not leaving him once. ?What are you doing with Raistlin?s tomes? And most importantly??

The charm Sivanna had been toying with was tossed in Fleet?s direction. If caught and turned over, it would become apparent that the symbol was none other than the Invisible Moon of Nuitari.

?? What is the Dragon Orb of Nuitari??

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-06-09 18:42 EST
Fleet's paw deftly caught the charm thrown to him. He didn't expect her not to understand what was happening. His facade of stupidity was to spare the others knowledge he was holding. He offered her a drink and sat across from her and looked at the Nuitari charm.

He took a long breath to sort his own thoughts out. He pushed clinic business out of his mind and focused ice blue eyes on Sivanna.

"What Takhisis wants, is the Dragon Orb of The Five. Also know as the Dragon Orb of Nuitari as you call it. I am still deciphering what it is exactly. Sometime during the balancing of Krynns pantheon with Paladin stepping down to match Takhisis' shift to mortality at the hand of her servant Mina, the other deities couldn't resist taking advantage of this mess. From what I gather, Nuitari somehow lost favor in Takhisis' eyes. He managed to create a Dragon Orb of Nuitari with at least 12 different dragon souls for one purpose. To lock his mother in the Gray or the Abyss as you call it."

He sipped his coffee. "As for me and the tomes of Raistlin Majere, I am the keeper of them now. Paladin trusted the son of a fond friend from another plane of existence to hold sacred relics and treasures that should not remain on Krynn. Myrlene's medallion was formed by Ammy. It used the last remains of the Lance of Huma to make it. I have many other relics as well. I was foolish enough to open the books of Raistlin and the lych Fistadantellus to look for clues about this orb and what it does. Vital information is missing. Smeared by Raistlins blood, no doubt when he tried to oust Takhisis for his own spot of glory."

Another sip of coffee. "I believe Takhisis wants what she always wants. Out of the Abyss to rule. Myrlene is another Mina to her. Someone moldable and usable, and I am afraid Lene is not safe yet. She can still Takhisis. We thought we killed her when we rescued her at the Twilight islands. Lene is firm in believing we only killed a hydra babysitter. But instead of discussing this let me show you what happened that day we rescued her."

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-06-09 20:00 EST
He knew she hated having her mind invaded but she needed to know that she was right. Their friends were in danger. His paw touched her hand. She would see and feel the warm beach air of the Twilight Islands and hear the voices of the BCU as they were celebrating a small victory against Kita and another person. But the group wouldn't realize that the victory of one enemy would turn into conflict from another. Siv would feel and hear the thoughts and actions of all who were there.

Ammy Spiritor: "Fleet, does this Paladin deity really have the power to block this Takhisis?"

Fleetwolf: "Yes Ammy, but he died a long time ago. That medallion only works because it was made by him and blessed. Why?"

Ammy Spiritor: "Maybe I can construct an array that mimics his essence. Make another medallion to help free Myrlene?"

Fleetwolf: "Possible. Let's go where we can talk."

Ammy Spiritor: She looked thoughtful for a moment. "Does Takhisis want something in exchange for Myrlene?"

Fleetwolf: "Yes. Something the dead god whose medallion is around your neck entrusted me to keep."

Ammy Spiritor: A paw scratched at her muzzel. "You can't just realm hop into the Beyond?"

Fleetwolf: "I can only do that when I was reaping souls in Lupinoss. That mantle and access has been sealed against me. I can go, but I would have to die first."

Ammy Spiritor: Pauses a moment. "Wait, you need to be dead as in soul form to go to the Beyond?"

Fleetwolf: "No Ammy. I am not using that door of life again. Besides, as a soul I can't take what she wants or do much."

Ammy Spiritor: "Fleet we are on islands rife with magic. Give me a hand and let me se what I can do." she walked away from the group to be sure people would be safe.

Fleetwolf: Followed Ammy.

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy bent down and started crafting an array. A very intricate one. "My powers may have left off the island, but here, I have them for how long I dont know. I can either seperate you from your body without killing you, or I can make a partial gate to the Beyond to get her. Do you have any more items from Paladin?"

Fleetwolf: Paws opened a rift in the air about waist height and he began looking. "If I don't grabbing Lene is pointless. She'll be dragged back by Takhisis."

Ammy Spiritor: "Then I give my medallion to her." she kept crafting more lines of the array.

Fleetwolf: He pulled out something broken and sharp. "All I have left is the remains of Huma's lance. It's not much."

Ammy Spiritor: "Hand it over. More than enough to craft a warding item."

Fleetwolf: Gave her the pieces and watched her work. He was glad for once someone else was having a plan to rescue Lene."

Ammy Spiritor: A separate array was crafted, with very fine detail. The pieces of the Lance were dropped into the middle of the array. Clap of paws and she touched the lines. She melted the metal just enough to mold it but not damage or disturb the ancient magic within.

Fleetwolf: He looked around the beach and noted the rest of the group was far enough away to be safe. He had a bad feeling about opening rifts straight to the Abyss right here. His form shifted and his scrubs vanished. Metal armor appeared, katana by his side. He kept watching Ammy.

Ammy Spiritor: She noted Fleets shift to armor. She finished crafting a medallion. "Fleet, what is to fear in the Beyond? Just ghosts and souls right?"

Fleetwolf: Blue eyes looked down at Ammy. "Lots to fear. If you don't your daft or dead."

Ammy Spiritor: "Okay then." she had her light saber out and ready. "I have the array ready for an attempt to open the Beyond. It'll use the energy in the islands to power it instead of me. I need coordinates though."

Fleetwolf: He bent down and filled in the coordinates to the gate. "Done. Ammy, we must be carefule. One wrong move and the Island becomes hell."

Ammy Spiritor: Snap hiss of her lightsaber is heard. "With the two of us fighting together, it'll be like the old days fighting the State."

Fleetwolf: "Go for it Ammy." he hands her the three feathers Takhisis had yanked off of Myrlene and gave him that night in the Inn. "These will tell you where she is exactly."

Ammy Spiritor: She sniffed her daughters feathers and closed her eyes. Reaching with her Force powers she placed Myrlene's energy into the ready to find her. Eye's closed, "I will pull her out with the Force once I lock on to her. If something does come out, keep them off of me until I can get the ring and bracelet on Myrlene."

Fleetwolf: He unsheathed his katana, and everything began to flow into the black blade. "Ready when you are."

Ammy Spiritor: She clapped her paws, shimmered white and touched the array. "We are coming Lene." The array flared to life. White, then red, then blue, and then faded to an acrid black as the spell took hold. Slight tremor runs through the ground as the Islands magic feeds the spell to keep it stable. A pinprick of black appears in the air between Ammy and Fleet. It began to grow. Faint moans and a howl or two escape it.

Fleetwolf: He shifted in front of Ammy. The black portal was soon large enough for Fleet to walk through. He didn't dare to. It would put him in the grasps of what is on the other side.

Ammy Spiritor: "Fleet, this is going to take some time. She's really faint."

LadyAjaBird: ::catching a bit of what Ammy is saying, looks over concerned::

Fleetwolf: "How long?" he raised his voice a little as the wind picked up and more howling and moaning increased, getting louder with the gate now open.

Ammy Spiritor: "About ten minutes."

Fleetwolf: "Paladin, Lupis, and any who still like us in the pantheon help us. Okay then. That'll be an eternity for this thing to be open. Get her Ammy."

Ammy Spiritor: She sent the Force in through the gate snaking for Lene where ever she was. She sent her will as well. "Lene, when you feel me, grab on."

Fleetwolf: Shrieks errupted from the gate. Out flew three wraiths. Semi transparent. Fleet takes aim at the closest one and swings with his blade hoping to shred it into nothingness. The blade connects and the wraith shrieks and vanishes. Two remained and attacked Fleet. One let out a sonic shriek, the other one attempting to touch him with its icy touch. Fleet felt the icy wraith near him and whirled away right into the screech. He staggered dazed for a moment.

Ammy Spiritor: Her probing didn't find anything yet on Myrlene. She sent it in deeper.

Fleetwolf: Both wraiths attempt to touch Fleet. Both wraiths make contact grabbing his left arm. He howled as it went numb. He brought the blade at them and missed.

Ammy Spiritor: Heard his howl and pushed it away. She kept looking with the Force.

Fleetwolf: The wraiths move to touch him again. Fleet swung again and sent another wraith to oblivion but it cost him. The last wraith touched his metal right arm. It malfunctioned and went limp dropping his sword. He was now disarmed. He backed up and tried for a sonic blast. He shot a bark at the wraith. The wraith takes the blast and is phased a little but it doesn?t leave. It advances for Fleet again with a shriek of its own and a touch. Fleet managed to dodge the shriek and the touch barely. Both arms hung limp and numb.

Ammy Spiritor: Her probe kept going. The energies tangled horribly to weave through. She felt things coming for them. A lot of them. "Fleet..."

Fleetwolf: The wraith goes for another numbing touch. Tries another sonic bark and missed. His left arm twitched with feeling coming back. Which was a good thing. Now he saw some skeletons coming through. Eleven of them. He groaned. "Ammy, hurry. They know we have access."

Ammy Spiritor: "Trying."

Fleetwolf: Wraith dove again for a touch. Fleet sprang for his sword, feeling returning to his left arm. Fleetwolf: Fleet snatches the sword and tries to hit the wraith, no go. The wraith goes under the strike and touches his chest. Fleet couldn't breath for a moment and fall to the ground. The skeletons, now out of the portal and lugging swords headed for Ammy.

Ammy Spiritor: It would be a bizarre scene. Ammy crouched with paw out to a black portal and skeletons and something black flitting over a prone Lupe near the water.

Fleetwolf: Two of the closest skeletons lunge for Ammy.

True Blood: Look out!! ::not knowing about the skeletons supposed to be there, he swung the big iron cannon down at the skeletons::

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy snaps eyes open and blocks one blow with her left arm. Metal hits metal, her block is good, but the other one gets a nasty gouge to her head. She winced as the sword sliced into fur and flesh.

True Blood: ::he over swung as his new size messed with his depth perception and they weren't close enough to hit yet and he tumbled into the sand:: Ack!!

Maranya Valkonan: ::Wince, watching Tru tumble::

Fleetwolf: Fleet struggled to breath he couldn't quite get up. The wraith moved to touch him again. Wraiths don?t kill they stun and capture.

True Blood: ::he sputters out some sand:: Um.. no one seems worried.. they in some kind of training thing? ::to Mira::

Mira Cigargirl: What is a training thing?

True Blood: That is what I am asking

Fleetwolf: He managed to bark right into the wraiths form shuddering it back.

True Blood: ::climbing to his feet, his little tumble making him a wee bit bigger than a moment ago::

Mira Cigargirl: ::Never saw any skeletons or other things...did I miss something?::

Fleetwolf: Two more skeletons go for Ammy. She now had four on her paws.

True Blood: What were we talking about? ::scratching his head::

LadyAjaBird: ::nods a bit watching Tru and Mira:: I don't know what is going on with Fleet and Ammy.. seems serious.. but if they need us.. we're right here..

Maranya Valkonan: ::She nods to Aja:: Exactly so.

Padriq Kidd: ::He nods to Aja.:: N' they know they nae be alone lass. They 'ave their family near em.

Ammy Spiritor: They fell on Ammy relentlessly. She was slashed on her arms and legs, unable to move fast enough from the attacks. Right arm bled, and both of her legs took damage to the meshing and synth muscle.

Fleetwolf: Fleet could breath again and he stood. He fiddled with his right arm and it came back on, just as the wraith and 4 other skeletons come after him.

Fleetwolf: "Ammy, try to get to Myrlene when you can." he howled out. Wraith made contact with Fleets left arm and sent it to numbville again.

LadyAjaBird: ::glance to Ammy and Fleet:: I want to help... but I don't think I can.

Fleetwolf:He blocked two thrusts from the skeles with his sword. The other two made contact. A Scraping slash on his metal right arm and sparks flew as some equipment to the hit. The other one just stabbed Fleet in his side opening a wound. He was now bleeding. 3 of the skeles just guarded the portal.

Ammy Spiritor: The 4 skeles advanced on Ammy again. "Dammit Fleet, too many of them and I feel more coming." Ammy managed to ignite her saber and swung. She cleaved two skeles in half, but her right arm was opened up some more along with a strike to her right side. The skeles sword hit metal ribs and deflected off.

Fleetwolf: The wraith dived for Fleet again. "Damn you!" The wraith reaches and finds vorpal blade. It was sent to oblivion. He was facing four skeles again. He looked to Ammy, so was she, and they both were bleeding good. "Ammy, think about closing it."

Manuel: ::Counter to his words he approached the 'wrong' portal, reaching for the elements of air and earth as he walked. He halted his steps only feet away, yet at what he considered a safe working distance, and changing the combined magical energies into a healing flow, directed it into Ammy and Fleet.::

Ammy Spiritor: "No! We can hold it. Get some help over here."

LadyAjaBird: ::hears Ammy and looks to Anya:: Do we go?

Maranya Valkonan: ::Her answer to Aja? She's heading toward the Lupinossi pair::

Jin Eternity: ::He looks around a bit, trying to get a handle on what was going on now.::

LadyAjaBird: ::gently pulls away from Padriq to follow::

Padriq Kidd: ::Blinks abit before he started to follow after Aja and Anya.::

Maranya Valkonan: Time to kick rump and chew bubblegum.

LadyAjaBird: I have no bubble gum. ::grins and looks for a way to assist::

Fleetwolf: He parried a strike and sliced down a skelle and took three strikes to himself. He took another stab to his side and just about lost his ear as he was slashed on either side of his head.

OfNordicMyth: :: Her food was tossed down and grease whiped off her hand upon a towel before lifting up her hammer, and slinging it upon her shoulder. Following lady, and the other.::

Padriq Kidd: Wut is bubble gum? ::Was his question before he drew his pistol all fancy like.::

Fleetwolf: Ammy's dance company leaped in as well.

Ammy Spiritor: She sent another skele up in light saber flame, and took another strike to her right arm. It hung limp and blood soaked.

LadyAjaBird: Something you chew if you can't kick ass. ::looks for something to hit:: Ammy! Point me in a direction!

Maranya Valkonan: Fire in the hole, BCU. ::As she gathers up the energies present yet again, letting her hands glow with that white fire::

Padriq Kidd: ::Ahh hell he was shooting at anything that didn't look friendly. There was a grunt for a moment or two. Something got shot, he just didn't know what.::

LadyAjaBird: ::backs up against Padriq as Anya takes aim::

Manuel: ::As the healing energies built within the lupinosy he was able to direct them towards the injuries. He was able to work faster as he became more familiar with the way their bodies were put together::

Maranya Valkonan: That means you too, Fleetian, Ammy. ::Focusing, she gathers up even more energy::

Fleetwolf: Pad takes out two skeles as his shot goes through one skull and into the other.

Jin Eternity: ::Looks like skeletons and such are attacking? Correct if wrong. He reveals his angel wings once more and opens up a can of whoop-ass. He flies around, punching and kicking, taking most of them out with few hits.::

Padriq Kidd: ::Shields Aja again protectively.::

Fleetwolf: He ducks on command.

LadyAjaBird: ::grabs a pistol off Padriq's hip and shoots something icky looking::

Jin Eternity: Looks like I picked a bad time to daydream, huh, guys?

Ammy Spiritor: She hits sand and sent the Force out to find Myrlene again.

Padriq Kidd: ::He was doing the same to cover Aja's back as she covered his.::

Jin Eternity: ::He looks over to Anya. He flies high up into the air, allowing her room to do whatever she's gonna do.::

Manuel: ::This time around Maranya had no battery available, it took most all the concentration he was capable of to keep healing two bodies that constantly kept getting injured::

Ammy Spiritor: She found her! "5 more minutes Fleet!" she shouted from her prone position.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Glowing hazels narrow with concentration. Too many friendlies in the area to just blanket the skeletons with the combination of white phosphorus and quicklime, so she aims it in thin streams::

LadyAjaBird: I don't know what the heck that is, but it's ugly! ::fires another round::

Jin Eternity: ::Meanwhile, he charges up some energy to his hands... ready to rain some death on them.::

Maranya Valkonan: ::She's drawing on the Isle's energies for now::

Fleetwolf: 10 armored things came out of the portal crushing the three skeles guarding it and heading for the group. "*Intruders!*

OfNordicMyth: :: She reached into her brassier pulling out her medallion of faith. Extending it out to the small hoard of the undead.:: By der All father i command ye back to Hel's domain, an trouble der livin no more! :: That medallion glowing with the faith of her deity to send waves of positive energies through the undead bodies in a hope of either scaring them into submission, or destroying them outright.::

Padriq Kidd: Ye should see wut I be seein' lass... Ugh... ::Still firing.::

LadyAjaBird: Oh crap, guys! Incoming! ::fires the plasma gun off::

Fleetwolf: The rift spell for the gate was using the islands magic to keep the spell working. The island began to shake some.

Maranya Valkonan: It's raining men. ::On men, to be precise, armored men even more precise::

Padriq Kidd: ::Ducks and pulls Aja down with him, still shielding.::

LadyAjaBird: ::laughs hearing Anya while firing at the incoming things:: Not the good ones!

Jin Eternity: Eat this, you bastards! ::He points his hands out at the armored things, shooting repeated energy blasts down at them in rapid fire, managing to peg each one relatively accurately.::

Padriq Kidd: Oi, they nae be as studly as me! ::He said shooting at one and blinking.::

Maranya Valkonan: Never the good ones. ::Oh the smile on her face, it's more at home on a certain psychotic cinematic clown than her::

LadyAjaBird: ::nudges Padriq:: Ya know, it's real hard to aim at these things when you do that.

Fleetwolf: Aja nails two armored creatures as the skeles begin aproaching the others.

LadyAjaBird: ::gets up and resumes firing at the armored men, helping Anya take them down::

Manuel: ::His shield held and he remained standing, paying no heed to anything else going on beside the injuries to heal of Ammy and Fleet::

Fleetwolf: Jin takes out three armors.

Padriq Kidd: ::Smiles down at Aja.:: Ye just gonna 'ave t' live wit' it. As long as I be 'ere, I be taken the hits affore ye do.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Continuing to rain that deadly fire on the skeletons, and if any of the armored guys get caught in the downpour, too damn bad::

Fleetwolf: Fleet held his sword as his wounds closed.

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy kept probing, her injuries tended to.

Jin Eternity: ::He flies down at one of them, gathering a crapload of energy in his fist. He tries to align himself so that there were some behind it.:: <I>Falcon...</I> ::Cuts the hell loose!!:: <I>PAWNCH!!!</I>

LadyAjaBird: ::shoots again and grins at Padriq:: Ya chauvinist, I can look after myself, ya know? ::aims at a skeleton coming their way and fires::

Manuel: ::He does not even take time out to appreciate catching up, but continues to work seemingly tirelessly. He'd pay for the continued effort later::

Maranya Valkonan: <I>Sokol probivat'? </I>::Brief puzzled look Jin's way, before she regains focus on the streams::

Fleetwolf: Anya's rain and Ofnordics attack makes quick work of the armors and skeles. The other attacks assured they are not getting up.

Ammy Spiritor: "Getting closer Fleet!"

LadyAjaBird: ::looks around for more targets:: Is there more?

Padriq Kidd: ::Snickers to her and gestures to the fact that as he watches her back she's doing the same for his back.:: We both be in spots where the other would take a 'it first lass. Do nae call me a chauvinist. Ye find it flatterin' tha' I be worried about yer cu- DUCK! ::He shouted before pushing her down and shooting at something going to Aja's head.::

Jin Eternity: ::Looking around for anything else to cut loose on.::

Maranya Valkonan: That's right, we came, we kicked rump. Who are we? We are BCU, evil's worst nightmare.

LadyAjaBird: ::almost laughs as she is pushed down:: So much for that.

Fleetwolf: It appears no more around but the portal has more shrieks emanating from it. "I feel reinforcements coming but they?re off a ways."

Padriq Kidd: ::He shot in time to get covered with slimy things instead of Aja.:: Gross.

LadyAjaBird: ::looks up at Anya:: Damn straight. ::nudges Padriq:: Alright ya got em.

Jin Eternity: ::He lands on his feet, arms crossed, wings still out. Ready to kick some more ass if needed.::

Padriq Kidd: Aye lass. ::Grimices and wipes some slime from his face.::

Ammy Spiritor: "Got her! Pulling her through. Oh hell Fleet. Pull back! SHE'S coming through!"

LadyAjaBird: ::looks at Fleet and Ammy then at Anya:: What do we do?

Maranya Valkonan: ::The white flames around her hands cool to glow::

Jin Eternity: "She"?

Fleetwolf: Stands and starts dragging Ammy back with him as she begins reeling in Mylene with the force.

LadyAjaBird: ::is just as lost as Jin::

Fleetwolf: Five dragon snouts began to emerge from the portal. All different colors."

Jin Eternity: ::Jaw drops.::

LadyAjaBird: We shoot the dragons, right? ::looks around for confirmation::

Ammy Spiritor: "I think Takhisis is coming!" she's sends more Force out to reel faster.

Padriq Kidd: ::Is clueless, so remain-.:: 'oly bleedin' shite!

Jin Eternity: Shoot the dragons!!!

Maranya Valkonan: Get friendlies clear. ::Shifting focus to the portal::

LadyAjaBird: Aye Aye Jin! ::aims at the dragon's heads::

Fleetwolf: The first to emerge, Green. It's maw opens and belches acid at the group.

OfNordicMyth: :: Medallion tucked back in her bodice. Her hammer lifted to the ready. The head lifted above her own. Charging forward, and swinging at one of the heads with all her might. Despite being only half giant she had the strength of a full blood. Bringing the head of that hammer down quickly.::

LadyAjaBird: ::sees Skadi joining the fray and grins:: Seems everyone likes a good battle.

Padriq Kidd: ::He was aiming too. Seeing the Acid he blinks and tugs Aja back just in time.::

Jin Eternity: ::He conjures a shield of energy to protect himself. He didn't have the skills to protect anyone else.::

Maranya Valkonan: <I>Izumrud! ::</I>Casting her famed emerald shield to deflect as much of the acid as possible::

LadyAjaBird: Alright.. that thing dies. ::sees the sand turn to glass fires at the green head::

Fleetwolf: Places himself in front of Ammy, he takes a nasty hit. Armor and his right metal arm hissed away and melted.

Padriq Kidd: Tha' be n' bleedin' dragon! ::Joins Aja in firing.::

Manuel: ::He stands his ground, trusting in his efforts he had put into his shielding earlier, and adjusts the healing energies directed within Ammy and Fleet to heal the acid damage even as it occured and to nutralize the acid touching them::

LadyAjaBird: ::laughs hearing Padriq:: No really? I thought it was a poodle.

Maranya Valkonan: ::She watches for the other heads, having seen this nightmare before::

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy is still reeling in Myrlene.

Maranya Valkonan: It's not a poodle, it's not pink.

Padriq Kidd: Poodles be cuter lass! ::He thought she was being serious.::

Jin Eternity: ::He charges a crapload of light based energy to his hands. Seems he knew this arte too.:: <I>Seraphim Buster!!</I> ::The intense beam of light energy shoots forth at the head.::

LadyAjaBird: ::chuckles as she fires. At least they keep their sense of humor:: Ya ain't never seen Pinky, Padriq. ::grins and fires again::

Padriq Kidd: Poodles be fluffier t'. This one be... Jus' plain ugly! ::Another shot flies through the air.::

Fleetwolf: Blue emerges. *You want my prize you will not have it easily...* the voice winced as Ofnordics hammer caught the green heads jaw. The blue opened its mouth and shot out pure energy at the group.

Fleetwolf: The blue head's shot cancels out Jins attack.

LadyAjaBird: Crap! ::hits the deck with Padriq::

Maranya Valkonan: ::Widening and thickening that shield to protect the others from the energy blast::

Padriq Kidd: Oh dear gods there be more! :: Is pushed to the deck.::

Fleetwolf: Aja and Pad get in two good shots at the heads.

Padriq Kidd: Offtah!

Fleetwolf: Red head comes through now. The green head dives for Ofnordic, teeth flashing. The blue lets off another crackle of energy.

LadyAjaBird: ::looks up:: That thing is wicked. Like a ticked off Rainbow Brite!

Padriq Kidd: Aja aim fer the eyes! ::Still shooting on the deck.::

Manuel: ::What was only two lupinosi sure started to feel like healing an entire army. And now his shield weave struggled to absorb and dissipate the energy blasted in his direction.::

LadyAjaBird: Skadi! Look out!

LadyAjaBird: Eyes. Check.

Padriq Kidd: ::Blinks at Aja.:: Do nae say tha' it be more like a PMSin' pixie on drugs.

LadyAjaBird: ::rolls over and aims. Fires:: No dissin the pixie sticks! ::aims and fires again::

Padriq Kidd: Like steroids... ::Still firing from his spot.::

Fleetwolf: Red head roared back and unleashed phosphorous fire.

OfNordicMyth: :: At the warning her body would lean to the right. Falling to the ground and rolling out of the way of what ever was going to come now.::

Maranya Valkonan: ::Holding the shield up with her ringed hand, she begins to draw on the energies to return fire for fire::

Padriq Kidd: I did nae say a thin' bout pixie sticks... ::Shot shot shot.:: Whatever they be.

LadyAjaBird: ::sees the flames:: Damn it! We're out of marshmellows too.

Fleetwolf: Green head snapped sand where Skadi was.

LadyAjaBird: ::grins and fires:: Oh Padriq, ye have so much to learn!

OfNordicMyth: :: The white head.. She recognised that.:: The white one fears der flames

Padriq Kidd: 'ow many beasts be there!? ::Takes aim at the Red's eyes and fires.::

Maranya Valkonan: <I>Good. </I>::And that's precisely where she aims the combination of white phosphorus and plasma fire::

Ammy Spiritor: "Myrlene is near the portals edge.!" she bolts past Fleet.

Padriq Kidd: ::Sounds like a zit fears the flames.:: 'ow do we beat em!?

LadyAjaBird: Green, white, red, and blue.. just missin a friggin purple!

Padriq Kidd: ::Doesn't know what he's doing. He sees Ammy run and jumps up. Running along after her and giving her cover.::

LadyAjaBird: ::aims at the eyes and fires::

Fleetwolf: Aja and Pad were doing a good number on the head scales and eyes.

Manuel: ::Fire! He drew energy directly from the fiery breath. Fire was fire. And wove the energy in with the ones already in use, the burn damage that much easier to heal for it::

Padriq Kidd: I do nae want t' know wut the purple shoots! Knowin' me luck it wud be out its arse! ::Shots fired at the heads to keep them from seeing Ammy.::

LadyAjaBird: ::sees Padriq running off:: Crazy pirate! ::aims for the eyes hoping to give her friends time and space to beat it back::

Manuel: ::Black actually::

Fleetwolf: Myrlene's wing is seen sticking through the portal as well as two massivle clawed feet. Now all five heads were out. Red, Green, Blue, White, And Black.

Maranya Valkonan: ::White is currently having to deal with a snootful of that elemental fire, courtesy of Doctor Valkyrie::'

Padriq Kidd: Friggen rainbow fest 'appenin'! ::Shoots at the black still trying to give Ammy cover.::

LadyAjaBird: Crap.. this thing's gonna say it's just a flesh wound. ::aims at the black head now, trying to hit the eyes on a moving target::

Fleetwolf: All five heads let loose. The white head shrieks as it burns. Blue fires electric death and the black and green combine acid attacks. The red lunges for Ammy and Pad.

OfNordicMyth: :: She grunts and gets to her feet. Charging towards the green head to it's far right, and leaping upward. Her hammer pulled back and swung down to strike it solid with the blessed weapon.::

LadyAjaBird: ::fires at the red now, hoping to distract:: Here dragon dragon.

Padriq Kidd: ::Pushes Ammy out of the way as the Red comes and fires more.::

Jin Eternity: ::Flickers a lot.::

Padriq Kidd: ::He was looking for the soft spot on the red now. Where was it!?::

Maranya Valkonan: ::Jaw clenches from the strain of holding both the shield and raining fire, but she's not about to give up, not when it comes to her family::

Manuel: ::The multiple attacks upon the two lupinosy challenge his talents, but he is also aided by the continued energy from the fiery breath in his constant healing efforts::

Fleetwolf: Pad scores and eye and it roars back in pain.

LadyAjaBird: ::aims and fires at the black again::

Ammy Spiritor: Took a roll with push forward to get closer.

Padriq Kidd: ::Spots the sweet spot on the chest and howls to Aja.:: Lass ye see tha'!! ::Takes aim and fires at the spot.::

Neo Eternity: ::Quiet steps from the portal.:: I, who stand in the full light of the heavens...

Padriq Kidd: ::Still trying to give cover to Ammy.::

Jin Eternity: ~Damnit, this thing's tough!~

Fleetwolf: Aja finds an eye on the blue and the black head.

Neo Eternity: ::One would be able to see that he was still transformed, in Angel Knight form.:: ...command thee, who opens the gates of hell...

LadyAjaBird: ::aims trying not to hit any one else::

Padriq Kidd: ::Honestly, him running and shooting looked like he was running like a girl throwing feathers.::

Fleetwolf: pad and ammy close, the claws go for rending and stomping.

LadyAjaBird: You hanging in there, Anya? ::calls out while trying to hit the dragons::

Neo Eternity: ::Carefully observing anyone. Deciding between friend or foe marking. Looks like there were too many friends, so he marks all of the heads as foes.:: ...come forth, divine lightning!

Ammy Spiritor: Tries to pull Myrlene out further, but something holds her.

Neo Eternity: ::observing everyone*::

Padriq Kidd: ::Turns and pushes Ammy out of a claw's way, gets swiped by one and grimices.:: Bloody 'ell! ::Still running but he dropped his pistol in the process. Cue drawing his blade.::

Maranya Valkonan: Choose your destiny,<I> drakon.</I> Leave now... and live.

Fleetwolf: The black head sees Neo with one eye. "DIE!" it shrieks the power word at Neo.

Padriq Kidd: ::Great, which so happens to be a lightning rod. Zap zap zap! Cough.:: Ow.

Maranya Valkonan: Like HELL! ::She turns that deadly elemental fire on the black head::

Neo Eternity: ::He smirks, his fierce willpower simply deflecting it.:: This ends NOW!! <I>Indignation!!!</I> ::And now he casts his favorite spell. The sky opens up with numerous bright purple glyph rings. A fierce rumbling above. And then it happens. An absolutely gigantic lightning bolt shoots down from the sky, with a heaven-shattering bang. A power as if Thor himself were dropping his divine fury upon all of the creature's heads.::

Padriq Kidd: ::Padriq goes to help Ammy with pulling.::

LadyAjaBird: Bad Dragon. Very bad dragon. ::fires at the black one's head again::

Fleetwolf: Neo blasts off some of the scales on the red and blue head. The white head was bloody, but launched freezing breath at Anya. Clearly pissed at the doctor.

Padriq Kidd: ::That's right Aja tisk that dragon good!::

Neo Eternity: ::Thanks to friend-or-foe marking, it would be impossible for any friend to be damaged by the spell.::

Maranya Valkonan: ::Shifting to try to get that shield up in time, but it shatters from the combination of heat and cold in rapid succession:: <I>Sooksin!</I>

LadyAjaBird: Oooh Anya and Neo are mad... ::would be grinning like mad if it wasn't so serious::

Jin Eternity: Neo! Good to see you! Coulda picked a stronger one, though! ::He transforms too. Looks like this one would take all they got.::

Padriq Kidd: ::Still tugging he looks to Ammy.:: Ye 'ave any idea 'ow t' get 'er loose, now wud be a randy time.

Fleetwolf: The Green head is unscathed by Neos spell, but the others were smoking stumps.

Jin Eternity: ::As he transforms, his sunglasses shatter and blow away in the wind.::

LadyAjaBird: ::looks at the smoking stumps and looks at Neo:: Remind me not to tick you off, Neo Babes

Ammy Spiritor: One more pull and Myrlene is free of the Portal. Mother takes child and runs in retreat.

LadyAjaBird: ::fires at the remaining head, but she figures Anya's got it's number::

Padriq Kidd: ::Heaves as much as he can at little Myrlene. When she's freed he runs after Ammy and child still doing his best to give cover.:: I do nae wan' t' be lunch lass! ::He calls out to Aja.::

Fleetwolf: The green head appeared to be having a mirgrain. The dragon began to retreat.

LadyAjaBird: ::chuckles hearing Padriq still firing at the green head::

Maranya Valkonan: Friendlies retreat. ::Drawing even more from the Isle's energies, she aims for the portal:: <I>Dver zalepit-- NU!</I>

Jin Eternity: Just one left! Let's do this! ::He flies over toward the last head, summoning a gigantic surge of energy within himself.:: Mystic Arte, <I>Final Fury!!!</I> ::He cuts loose a furious flurry of ludicrously powerful punches and kicks, each one powered by the explosions of his fighting spirit, then putting the icing on the cake with one last hit.::

Padriq Kidd: I jus' ate! I be all plump fer picken! Ouch ow ow ow Cramp! ::Clutches his side with his bleeding arm and grimices. His feet faultering for a moment.::

Ammy Spiritor: She slapped on the medallion she made for Myrlene.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Aiming to close the portal to trap the dragon on the other side::

Padriq Kidd: ::He had to stop running. His hands clasped to his knees and he grunted.::

Jin Eternity: ::Of course, he'd make sure not to fly into the portal if it would get away from him before he could reach it.::

LadyAjaBird: ::gets out of Anya's way and wanders on over to Padriq::

Fleetwolf: Jin takes off half of the head. Anyas charge up and attack tax the island too much as the portal spell was using the same island energy. The Beyond portal closed, and the beach cracked as the alchemy array for the portal dissolved.

OfNordicMyth: :: She would turn and run as the spell was being chanted. That was strange magic, and she was not about to find out how it worked.::

Padriq Kidd: ::His hand went up to Aja as he spoke.:: I be fine... I be fine. ::His hand went to his scraped arm while he grimiced.::

Fleetwolf: A voice shrieks. *Enjoy your small victory mortals. We?ll be back.*

LadyAjaBird: Fine, eh? ::kneels next to him:: Yer crazy. Ya know that Kidd?

Padriq Kidd: We be waitin'!!!!! ::He yells back to the voice and brandishes his blade to the air.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-06-11 16:51 EST
Sivanna gasped dryly, hunched over, and was seized by a fit of coughing as the entire event registered in her subconscious vividly in a microsecond. Instinctively, she made a reach into her pocket and procured a crimson-stained white kerchief what she shakily brought to her lips and wiped. There was a reason Sivanna despised mental communication. A cleric?s mind was a taxed mind-- one that was consistently exhausted from relentless study, and scarred by the mark of every spell it lost. A taxed mind meant a taxed body, and while Siv?s rendezvous with Nuitari had significantly improved her tolerance to dark magic, the fact of the matter was poor health was a way of life for clerics from Krynn.

Breathlessly, the former general coughed into the handkerchief and cleaned the blood from her lips, discreetly refolding the cloth and slipping it back into her pocket. When at long last she looked up again, Sivanna was searching for a plethora of wraithmarks, of burn wounds, or contortions of fur that might suggest keloids from acid injuries on her lupine friend. The scene was so fresh in her mind; she expected the place to be raining white-hot fire and lightning from Anya?s and Neo?s efforts.

?It wasn?t her,? Sivanna agreed hoarsely, her right hand moving to her forehead in a futile attempt at soothing a pain that threatened to split her skull, fused joint by fused joint. The cleric seriously considered screaming at him lividly for opening a portal to the Beyond in the middle of Twilight Isle. There was a reason there was only one gate to the Abyss! Skeletons? Wraiths? A hydra? Child?s play compared to what chaos Fleet and Ammy might have subject Rhy?Din to had their novice efforts drawn the attention of Chemosh, Sargonnas, or Takhisis herself. As the elfess waited for the vein in her head to stop pulsing, she forced herself to remember that Myrlene was Fleet?s only daughter, and that his actions had been driven by concern, however rash and thoughtless that concern might have been.

Her mind ached in protest as she attempted to think. Sivanna was, for one, relieved to hear Takhisis was back in the Abyss. And while it was unlikely She would stay there for long, Sivanna hadn?t slept that week after hearing of the goddess?s effortless sabbatical in The Gray of Krynn. The Gray was nothingness-- a gravity-less plane of existence that served as a bridge between the Inner Plane and Plane of Shadow (where the Dome of Creation and the Abyss resided), and the Material Plane itself. The cleric?s joy was transient, however, as Fleet?s disappointment with Raistlin?s and the Great Fistandantilus?s tomes registered. Years ago Sivanna might have shared the lupine?s disgust with the two mages-- their lust for power having eradicated all traces of evident humanity within them. But slowly and surely, the dark magic within Siv was beginning to turn her, and she had to deliberately repress the desire to defend her spell-casting brethren. Taking the drink Fleet offered her, she steadied her breathing and spoke.

?She doesn?t plan on being pen pals with your daughter,? the cleric stated mirthlessly. A pair of almond-shaped eyes well beyond two centuries old meant to take Fleet?s gaze compassionately. ?Takhisis will move. Today, tomorrow, a year from now? and Myrlene?? Those eyes grew haplessly dejected as they watched him. The lupine girl may have been strong, but Takhisis was far, far stronger.

?? She?s just a child, Fleet,? the former general murmured.

Bringing that mug steadily to her lips, Sivanna took a long sip of the brew to buy more time to think. Fleet had all the pieces-- just hadn?t figured a strategy yet. She couldn?t blame him. Too much had happened lately. And while Fleet may have been a deity, at least his form was mortal.

?Maybe if I took a look at the tomes?? she began, but trailed off as she felt a toxic exhilaration filling her veins at that prospect. The voice she made the suggestion in was emotionless and mathematical-- a serial mass murderer arguing calculatedly the undeniable logic of his crimes. Even the thought of feeling those pages beneath her fingers, of smelling the hourglass-eyed Majere?s blood had Sivanna?s heart thrumming in her chest.

? What was this dark magic doing to her?

With great effort, the former general stilled that lust and closed her eyes to regain her composure. After some time, she looked at her lupine friend again with that same compassion she?d harbored moments before.

?? What can I do, Fleet??

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-06-12 01:11 EST
Fleet leaned back in his chair and sipped more coffee. Glaciers were leveled at Sivannah's almond eyes. Glaciers that had seen more than he ever wished in his four centuries of life. He was young by deity standards, but already his soul, mind, and body scarred more than the elder deities. Maybe it was because he actually cared for mortals.

"You may be able to help me Sivannah. And I don't need to read your mind to see the disapproval of our actions on the Isles. I was hoping to rescue a piece in this mad game of strategy. The rescue is temporary. I have had one other child in my lifetime, I wish not to lose this one, but some strategies come with a price. However, that choice is not mine but Myrlenes. She has how shall I say, another visitor with her not on Takhisis roster of players."

Another long sip as the office was quiet. Smell of sawdust in the air from the construction that had ended for the night.

"Tell me about your cough. I am familiar with magic draining ones body. However, your symptoms run parallel with another patients symptoms from long ago. Make any bargains lately on your trip?"

Glacier eyes shifted slightly to hourglass pupils. The effect of reading those tomes not entirely gone from his system. He watched Sivanna wither to bone and ash, slight tisking noise in his voice.

"If I let you look at the tomes, will you help me find out how the orb works and what it will do? I have been puzzling it out and I am still lacking a few keys." His normal paw raised to open a slit in the air.

While the slit formed, his fur lightened to a slight golden sheen for just moment, as if the fur had changed to dragon scale. He retrieved a tome from Raistlin's library and held it in his robotic paw. Then he pulled forth a dragon orb, black as night, yet it shimmered with rainbow colors.

"Can I trust you, or must I make sure you pose no threat to anyone else?"

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-06-12 15:08 EST
A wry grin stole the cleric?s lips as Fleetian brought up a metaphor Sivanna had only heard once before. The lupine was more like Nuitari than he knew. Her head snapped up, however, as he completed his first observation.

?I?m not sure I know what you mean,? Siv commented, with regard to Myrlene?s ?visitor.? She had been about to expertly deflect the question about her illness when her friend thrust his paw into another realm to retrieve something.

Her heart stopped.

This tome. This tome that Fleet held was Raistlin Majere?s. The Raistlin Majere. The twin who might have become a god had not the foreseen outcome of his coup been worldly destruction and obliteration of life. One of the greatest mages that ever lived, and his tome was so close.

Kill him. Kill him. TAKE IT!

So much power. The tome. The Dragon Orb. So much power. What Sivanna could do with that kind of magic!

Kill him, Sivanna. Take the artifacts.

The cleric felt the familiar build of euphoria as she was unconsciously supplied streams and streams of dark magic. Take it, a voice within beckoned her. Take his life and claim the artifacts for yourself. An instinctive pull toward the items had to be forcibly resisted. So much power. So much power.

Why was she resisting? Sivanna had more a right to these items than anyone! Sivanna would treasure them with the proper reverence-- she would not let the books rot in some interdimensional library, let the Dragon Orb go unused. The cleric?s palms began to burn as she brought a summons to mind.

What was she doing? The former general blinked furiously as though awaking from some drug-induced delirium. But it was no hallucination-- she could still feel the toxic arte thrive in her veins.

She longed to blurt out a painful truth. I don?t know if you can trust me, she thought privately. I don?t trust myself. The power and promise of the artifacts was exhilarating, and Nuitari wasn?t exactly looking into Fleet?s best interests.

But Fleet needed her. Her friends needed her. Sivanna had to pull it together and riddle out this enigma to protect the lupine family. Protect the BCU.

After a long moment, Siv looked back to him and gave an exaggeratedly slow, tentative nod. She would try to decipher the instructions.

?I?ll do my best.?

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-06-12 19:22 EST
Oh the quirk of eyebrows that rose as he watched her fight with herself. Again, no mind reading, but a similar talent Maranya used. Kinesic observation. This was a test he had to do. He could feel her yearn for the orb and book as well as the intent to kill him. He was no fool.

Both objects vanished from his paws back into the rift and it vanished. Another patient sip of coffee. He reached over and pulled a thick folder of papers from under a stack of files. He handed them to Sivannah.

"These are magical copies of the pertinent entries in Raistlins tome specific to the Dragon Orb of Nuitari, as well as a few from Fistandantilus' tomes. Yes, I have both collections. I hope you understand that I can not release the genuine books yet. They are too valuable and powerful to wandering this realm."

He leaned back after he gave her the papers. "As for the other visitor with Myrlene, I have no idea. My deity divination is shrouded when I try to find out. But this visitor seems to come out when Myrlene is in mortal danger. Why it didn't come out when she was captured I have no clue."

He refilled his cup with more coffee. "As to your medical condition, you share the same symptoms Raistlin Majere shares minus the dragon skin and hourglass eyes." He blinked as he sad that, the hour glass pupils vanishing and his normal glacial blues returning.

"Be very careful Sivanna is all I ask. Magic of any type will kill you in the end. Look at me. I am a deity and have already lost most of my youth and two limbs to magic. Now then, the papers you hold explain in rhyme how the orb was made, sort of who can release Takhisis, and something else that is obscured in blood." Long sip of coffee. He rarely gets visitors of Sivanna's caliber so he was in an entertaining mood.

"I am wondering though, General, what brought you here from Krynn? And... why would a Silvannasti Elf be in the service of Nuitari? Naught hoping to aspire to Dalamar's fame are we?" Yes, to say he had been in the Krynn realms briefly would be a flagrant lie.

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-06-13 00:08 EST
Another wry smile tugged up the corners of Sivanna?s mouth. ?If you knew of Raistlin?s symptoms and his willing endurance of them, then perhaps, Fleet, you realize the breadth and extent of my commitment to this life.? Or lack thereof. If Fleet?s exposure to Krynn had, in fact, been substantial, then the lupine was already well aware of the sacrifices clerics made when it came to the invocation of magicks. That said, the dark magic coursing through Sivanna?s veins was killing her-- poisoning her, little by little, until it took her life, her mind, or both.

The elfess took the papers with an understanding nod. While part of her still screamed for the possession of those artifacts, the grounded side of the former general was relieved Fleet had made note of her malicious intent. Perhaps he might be able to help her gain better control. But that was another lesson for another day.

Cracking the folder open, she perused a few of the loose parchments methodically. ?You have my word I will do everything in my power to try and ascertain the information you seek,? the cleric assured her friend with a penetrating gaze. ?Perhaps when my strength returns I may channel one of the greats and plead insight.? Her hand landed one on of the last copies, the words obscured with Raistlin?s blood. The elfess?s fingertips ran over that smear delicately; it seemed even this mark was information in and of itself. Maybe the mage was telling them something. Maybe the words were not obscured at all, but the meaning was, in fact, in this gesture. Finding a meaning would be Sivanna?s task for the next few weeks, at least.

She set the documents in her lap and picked up her coffee to sip again, only to realize it was cold. The trip to the Abyss had been too draining, and for the moment, Sivanna didn?t even have the patience to heat it up herself. She settled for setting the mug back down and leveling her gaze at Fleet.

?Would you mind if I talk to Myrlene? Perhaps her issue is something I can help with,? the elfess requested politely, before her lips twitched at Fleet?s next inquiry. Ah, Silvanost. Cyan Bloodbane. Mass murder. Exile. And of course, Sivanna at the heart of it all. There was a tale. She pressed her lips together thinly as she fiddled with the loose pages of the manuscript.

?It?s a long story,? the cleric began. ?I?m not sure you want to hear it.? Fleet trusted her with a copy of his priceless library now. By the end of her story, Siv was quite certain he would not trust her again. She took pause.

She took a long, long pause.

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-06-13 01:17 EST
He gestured to her coffee cup and steam would appear from it as it was warmed.

"By all means Sivanna, I am a deity. Long stories are my favorite. As to speaking with Myrlene, ask her. She runs into you often it seems."

He sipped his coffee and waited for the story.

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-06-13 22:36 EST
"Diola lle, for the permission at least," the elfess replied as she reclined in her chair. A second nod for her friend as he gave her a warm-up, and Sivanna cupped the vessel between her hands, icy skin greedily drinking up its heat.

She winced at his next inquiry. Whatever the case, Fleet had a right to know who was helping him. Siv would only hope he would still speak to her after.

?You seem to know quite a bit about Krynn, mellonamin,? she began hesitantly.

?Tell me? do you know anything of Cyan Bloodbane, or the Shield of Silvanost during the War of Souls?? An affirmative would save her a lot of explaining.

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-06-14 03:30 EST
He tilted his furred head in thought. "Cyan Bloodbane, yes, I do. I know the history of the Silvannosti forest and the nightmare the Silvannosti elves fought to reclaim their homeland. The Shield of Silvanost I do not know of. The deities wouldn't share much knowledge with me about the War of Souls."

He sipped more coffee. He was wondering why she was hesitant. He had an intern, Fen Stridar working for him that used to be the Evil Deity of Lupinoss, his rival in all of Lupinoss' history. And they were working side by side now. He just kept silent and waited for the story to come.

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-06-14 20:42 EST
Sivanna nodded as she tensed on the sofa, and deliberately avoided Fleet?s gaze.

?Cyan Bloodbane? was a hack and unfortunately very gifted actor,? the cleric began. She took a long sip of that coffee before setting it into her lap again.

?I served Silvanost as a general for over one hundred and sixty years in the Alchemical and Augural Division,? she blurted out. ?As you know, after centuries of poorly-executed military campaigns, the Silvanesti army faced extreme losses.? She smoothed her hair stiffly, pensively, as though she were trying to figure out exactly what her people had done wrong.

?The Augural Division was second to none, of course. It was Silvanost?s one, shining beacon,? Siv reasoned. ?But every time our forces collided with men or dragons, they came out on top. I saw so many fall in my campaigns. So many. By the time the War of Souls came around, the Speaker and his Enclave decided they had had just about enough.

Right about that time, a High Elf comes along into Silvanesti and approaches the Speaker-- claims he is from Qualinesti. He brings plans of a massive alchemical shield. A dome to surround the entire kingdom to keep the War of Souls at bay, and our people safely where they belonged. No one questioned him,? Siv added with a wry grin. She said sarcastically, ?He was our savior, come to help us protect our race. Now, I was the General of the Alchemical and Augural Division. You can imagine who they charged with constructing and maintaining the shield.? She nursed her lukewarm coffee before she continued.

?To the snake?s merit, it worked. She shield kept the war out, and the Silvanesti in. And oh, was it powerful,? the elfess took a moment to smile in some dark sense of pride. She laced her fingers together for visual emphasis. ?It was a thing of beauty. So utterly complex and yet extraordinarily rudimentary. I had never in my career been more proud of any spell than I was of instituting that defense. I maintained it,? she cooed in a soft voice. ?I did. I was ordered to put it up, so that was exactly what I did. A few years passed, and things went on as normal.

But then, things started to change.?

She lifted her mug tentatively, looking as though she was about to take another sip, but instead stiffly set the vessel in her lap again.

?The land started? dying. The people within became wan and wasted. All the while, I kept that shield up. I followed my orders. The more time passed, though, the more the symptoms of this, this plague became evident. The Silvanesti were getting very sick, and no amount of magic would coax the crops into fruitful growth. Apothecaries attributed it to some unknown illness, and spent inordinate amounts of time and effort to come up with a cure. Clerics maintained that wars on Krynn had angered the gods, and this was our just punishment.?

Sivanna?s gaze suddenly became hardened.

?That was when they started to die,? she whispered in a small voice. Her grip tensed so fiercely around her mug that her knuckles went white.

?Just a few at first,? she continued calculatedly-- a member of the census bureau conducting a study. ?A dozen or so in the first few years. But soon?? The cleric let out a dry, mirthless laugh. ?They dropped like flies. Hundreds. Then thousands. The town guard was digging mass graves on the outskirts of the capital. And all the while, I kept up that shield. It was what I was ordered to do?? she repeated, looking down as her cold gaze burned with resentful tears. She made an angry swipe at either of her eyes to catch them before they fell, but it was no use. No matter how she blinked, Sivanna?s vision blurred again and again as she saw the gaunt, numberless twisted faces of her elven kin being buried with old soil.

?Right about the time the toll reached ten thousand, the traitor was found out. The heroic High Elf from Qualinesti? A dragon by the name of Cyan Bloodbane. He was executed in short time, of course, after his plans were known. He had aimed at destroying Silvanesti from the inside out. The shield leeched the life out of the kingdom, fed on health and prosperity under the guise of defense. And oh how he succeeded,? she added grimly, her voice hoarse as she pawed at those silent tears. ?Our numbers were utterly decimated.?

The elfess closed her eyes a moment and took a short breath before she continued.

?So many were lost, and there was still so much blame. The Enclave?s sense of justice was not quenched with just the defeat of Bloodbane. No. They needed another scapegoat. So they turned to us.? She became stone before her friend. A polar, statuesque work of art that failed to melt even as her eyes blazed.

?My entire company? my entire company was executed. After all-- the shield was constructed with magic. Therefore, magic-users were to blame.?

She let out a harsh, husky breath before she found the strength to speak again.

?I begged to die with them,? the cleric admitted quietly. ?The majority of the survivors-- my father included-- called for my immediate execution. The Enclave felt that wasn?t nearly enough of a punishment. They sought to give me the worst pain a Silvanesti cleric could fathom. The Enclave cut off all of my ties with Paladine and with Solinari, and exiled me here.? Sivanna concluded, making a grand, hateful gesture to indicate her distaste of Rhy?Din. The fact of the matter was, these days Siv didn?t mind Rhy?Din so much. She had come to meet wonderful people there. But it had never been her first choice in the first place, and it was often difficult to shake off that resentment.

?They were right,? Siv admitted. ?I am nothing without my magic. Nothing. My first months here were spent searching for any number of ways to die. But that was when He found me,? she said with another wry smile. ?Nuitari offered to give me back my magic, provided I serve Him and invoke the dark artes entirely.? She gave Fleet an effortless shrug of her shoulders. ?I agreed.?

Here had been the part she dreaded. Sivanna set her mug on the floor beside the couch and leveled her cold, iron gaze at Fleet. Whether the rage was directed inward or outward was difficult to ascertain.

?Want to know the worst part about it, though?? she queried bitterly, rhetorically.

?I knew,? Siv murmured flatly. ?I knew what was happening the whole time. I knew that the shield was organic-- I knew that it fed on something, and I knew that the power had to come from somewhere because only some of it? some of it came from me. When the first of them started to die, my observations were confirmed, and I realized what the shield was doing to Silvanost.?

She shook her head as more angry tears filled her eyes.

?I didn?t stop it. I had orders. I had been ordered to put up and maintain that shield. I was the god-damned General Sivanna Cyredghymn, and I had been given orders, and by all thes I was going to follow those orders unless someone killed me.? Her words spilled out as she broke into a fit of strange, razor-edged raucous laughter that accompanied a hysterical spate of sobs. ?I wanted it there, Fleet. I wanted the shield to stay up. I saw what it was doing, but I didn?t care. I wanted the shield there-- that enormous symbol of power to drain the life out of Silvanesti and stand as a testament to my magnificence. I reveled in my own power as I watched my people die,? she concluded at last, harshly before pawed angrily at her eyes again. Pride does not always cometh before a fall, and it was nearly palpable how inwardly loathsome Sivanna had become. She had skimmed over a brief truth; Sivanna had, in fact, done her civic duty in reporting her observations once. However, the one she was charged with reporting to was none other than Cyan Bloodbane.

When at last she came to grips with herself, Sivanna leaned back in her seat and surveyed the lupine with a smug expression, ready for any onslaught of hatred and disgust. In fact, the cleric welcomed it.

?So,? she said at last, mathematically. ?Do you trust me now??

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-06-18 21:45 EST
Glacier blues look into those amber eyes from his chair in the dark. White gleam of sharp teeth accompanied them like a jagged line of ivory in ebony.

"Sivanna, deeds alone do not give credit for distrust. My intern Fen Stridar was a former evil deity who came to his senses. He knows all too well about the thirst of power, the need to slake that thirst. I was no different. In my earlier years of deity power, I was attacked by the 'Cursed'. They are my own people horribly twisted by one of Fen's evil achievements, the Lupanecrois Virus.

I was bitten and should have been destroyed. But I was spared and that was a mistake. With my deity powers flowing through me, the virus mutated and changed me, changed my soul, my mind and heart. I turned from light to darkness in a single breath. Worse, I could now control the 'Cursed'. I swept over my lands with an army of demons and killed many of my fellow Lupes. It was only after my great aunt Foxingale, deity of healing in Lupinoss risked her life to fight her way to me just to give me a redeeming touch did I regain my senses.

To this day I still suffer from attacks of the Lupanecrosis Virus. Those days I am no longer sane and will kill easily with my powers. Ammy has thwarted one episode already by stabbing me. I won't know if she can face me again for another round. Her magic is now gone from her sickness that was cured.

I tell you this as it is my reason I dare not tread the Beyond and why I stayed on the Islands when the gate was open. The energy in that realm will trigger the Virus and you might as well have another enemy to deal with, though Chemosh may get a run for his money as I can control his minions in that state."

He sipped his now cold coffee. Glaciers look at Sivanna again. "Now then, do you trust me? Knowing that overwhelming evil energy can shift me to the other side of the game at play?"

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-06-19 00:47 EST
?Implicitly,? the elfess returned without hesitation, though that same cynicism she expressed earlier in the conversation seemed to linger behind her steel eyes. It appeared Fleet would not be the one to help Sivanna if she sought it. They both seemed to be facing the same affliction, though the lupine?s condition seemed to be far more precarious than hers. Not long ago the cleric had warned Neo to take everyone and get as far away from her as possible if she seemed anything not like herself. She likely wouldn?t have to express that same sentiment to Fleetian.

The softest of sighs escaped her lips-- something to the tune of relief, regret, or a macabre mixture of both. Shuffling those pages in her lap, Sivanna finally leveled her gaze with Fleet again and managed a crude, forced half-smile.

?I appreciate you seeing me tonight, Fleet. I don?t know? I don?t know what else I can tell you,? the elfess muttered, fiddling with the corners of magic copies.

?I?ll do my very best to decipher these manuscripts, mellonamin,? Siv assured him, sitting up in her seat.

?Anything else??

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-06-19 21:53 EST
Fleet just steepled furred fingers with metal fingers and looked to Sivanna. "Just do what you can to figure out the puzzles we have. The orb seems to be the main prize Takkhisis is after for her freedom. I am not surprised if other Krynnian deities vie for something to give them control over the deity of pure evil. Just be careful."

He stood up to get the blood flowing to his legs again. He poured another coup of coffee and picked up some more reports.

"I must get back to my patients soon. Do not hesitate to come and talk with me here if you need. I do not wish to bring word of this subject to Riverside Clinic. I wish to spare casualties and collateral damage as much as possible. Now then, to the point of you speaking with Myrlene. She is usually around the Red Dragon Inn or the dueling rings. Usually where Maranya is, she's there. Those two have become fast friends ever since she was born." He chuckled.

He opened the office door and stood there looking back at Sivannah. "One last question before we part for the night. How far are you willing to go to obtain your need for power?" his voice was calm, friendly, even warm when he asked. The voice of a Deity who probably knew the answer but wanted the one being asked to know the answer themselves.

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-06-20 17:14 EST
By the time Fleet had posed his question, Sivanna was already lingering at the exit. She hovered in the doorway, carefully displacing any emotion from her expression before she returned his inquiry. Her next words were chosen very carefully.

?I will do everything in my power to protect those I care about,? the elfess responded evenly. Had she said she would never jeopardize the lives of those people, it would have been an untruth; For while Sivanna would never willingly hurt her friends? Well. Dark magic was potently addictive and psychoactive. And at the levels she invoked it, Sivanna?s handle on control was becoming increasingly unpredictable.

?? And you have my word on that, Fleet,? she added softly, making to place a fond hand on the lupinossi?s shoulder. ?I will come again soon. Please take care of yourself.?

With that, she turned on her heel, and took her leave of the Whisper Paws Clinic.

Myrlene Spiritor

Date: 2009-06-25 03:15 EST
A few days after her return from the Beyond and about three nights after Fleet's midnight meeting with Sivannah, Lene was sitting on the porch swing out front of the Red Dragon Inn. She didn't feel like being very social tonight and sat there with a soda cradled in her paws. She took a few long sips and then smelt sulfur, and burning death next to her.

She looked over and saw Takkhisis sitting there, looking beautiful and human. How did she managed to sit here, next to Lene with Paladins pendant scared Lene something awful.

"Speechless are we? That's a first. You're usually such a little sarcastic brat, though the time in the Beyond has made you mature well. Just think how happy Chemosh will be when he has you as a new toy. You can avoid this all. You know where your dad keeps the orb and the books."

Lene looked around to see if she could run, but how? How do you run from a dark deity. She sipped more soda before speaking. "How is it you're here in Rhydin? And why do you need the books?"

"I need the books so I can undo the orb. What good is the lock to my prison without the key? Your father delays. As for me being here, the more he touches that orb, the more he opens a link for me to this realm. I am just looks for now, but soon, I will be able to break your wings again for running from me."

Now more than ever, Lene wished someone would come and help her move. She was frozen to the bench in fear. She didn't want the pain to return. "I can't get them for you. The library dimension he has them in only opens to him."

"Do not lie to me! You know alchemy, the art that allows you to jump across magical boundaries. Get the books for me soon, or I may just have to whisper to your father to use the Orb. Then I will just take it from his dead, lifeless fingers." Takkhisis laughed.

"What about Sivanna? Do you still want to talk to her?"

Takkhisis glowered down at Lene. "That one is of no concern to me at the moment. She's not ripe enough yet, but oh the day she is..." The grin from Takkhisis made all the heat leave Lenes body.

Someone, please help.

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-06-29 16:21 EST
Sivanna had spent many a restless night scrutinizing the magical copies Fleet had gifted her. Tonight, she cursed aloud in Elvish as she flung the whole stack to the floor in relentless frustration, scattering the information in a hiss of parchment across the wooden flat. Bloodless fingers tangled through champagne strands as the cleric paced about the living room, squeezing her eyes shut.

What was she missing? The former general was a cleric of Nuitari. Perhaps she had been too arrogant; assumed only that connection to the great Majere would grant her insight. But the words were gibberish-- a series of random scrawls with the occasional cryptograph. If she had only the real tomes, perhaps. If she had studied them extensively in Palanthas or Wayreth rather than having to force-feed herself a secondary copy.

Palanthas. What was it about Palanthas? What had Sivanna learned at the Academy about Palanthas? Something about Raistlin Majere and his embarkment on self-gratification. How had he read the tomes? He had some kind of method-- some kind of key to translate Fistandantilus?s puzzle.

A key. The key. The key of knowledge. The key of knowledge!

In a flurry of movement, Siv raced to her standby leather satchel and tore Shyl o Pas Tandros from its mouth. She flipped through the pages wildly until her trained augural eyes set upon a symbol she had written herself during her schooling. Even at Wayreth, the former general had been overly ambitious. She had decided the moment she discovered this symbol that she would surpass the Great Majere. Sivanna would find and conquer the tomes for herself.

Fondly, her finger smoothed over the crude staff insignia as she murmured the spell beneath it. A light reserved for her eyes only blinded the cleric, and with a sharp cry, she dropped the spellbook to the floor and squeezed them shut. After long moments, she blinked furiously, readjusting her sight painfully to the dim room. In exaggerated hesitation, the elfess moved back to mess of parchment on the floor and knelt before it. Tremulously, she plucked the first from the flat and held her breath as she read.

Tonight, I donned the Black Robes and pledged my loyalty to Takhisis. When I dare to be powerful, to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid. Power concedes nothing without a demand. I demand no concession. I demand that which I have hungered for and been robbed of. The Great Mage?s fault will be not my folly, but fortitude. Intransigence. I will have this realm, just as She, Hers.

Sivanna dared not breathe; set that first down as her mouth went dry. She was suddenly stricken with the most dwarfing ingratiation. Tentatively, unsteadily, she plucked up a second and read on.

It is much in the way of consternation that the fool Fistandantilus, in his death, deprived this mage of the means to propitiate all for the sake of vindication. Inflamed by greed, incensed by hate, confused by delusion-- overcome by them-- obsessed by mind, a man chooses for his own affliction, for others' affliction, for the affliction of both and experiences pain and grief. A worthy cause, for while Krynn may be enough to sate a man?s need, only the further will slake this ambition. I have learned of a right in the fool?s wrongdoing; distinctly recall the ruination of Lorac in his senseless intention with a rare Dragon Orb. The one at Icewall may have enslaved him, but its song has reached me; informed me of its brother. What possible use could the Invisible Moon have for the vessel save for subjection of The Queen? I will find this item and uncover its puissance. Perhaps there is method to Her change.

As she read, Sivanna became aware of an excruciating pain in her temple. The spell was far more draining than she had anticipated, and keeping up the translation was siphoning nearly every ounce of strength she?d in her body. This was likely the reason the Great Majere had spent months at a time in solitude-- for every one part study, three parts exertion were necessary.

I have learned of its location, and of a curious element to consider. It has come to my attention that the Invisible Moon may have forged the item with the blood of Chaos. If this is the case, its power stems from the Plane of Shadow. Chemosh will no doubt learn of The Queen?s demise should that power be employed. While His idiosyncrasies are oft difficult to predict, I affirm that it is only in the life bath of the innocent that any transmutation may occur.

With a soft groan from the elfess?s lips, the Sight flickered out, rendering Raistlin?s words gibberish once more. As her head hit the floor, and before unconsciousness claimed her, she dimly recalled something that tasted like blood.

Life bath. Blood bath.

Rhy?Din was in very real danger.

Mokksha

Date: 2009-07-04 04:27 EST
The elfin cleric's foreboding had been correct. The dragon goddess had wreaked her destruction on the den. Once the night of horror was over and the patients attended to and the new refugees settled, Mokk returned to their house with Fen. He was uncharacteristically silent on the walk, their home having been spared because it was new and on the edges of the den. When they got there, Fen sat her down and told her the news about Ammy. They had been keeping it from her for fear she would react as she had in the past when she had lost her other adopted kith and kin with a loss of sanity, however temporary. This time she didn't, she simply screamed, raged, sobbed, wept in her husband's arms until she passed out from exhaustion and woke up the next day to continue crying again. However she was nearly silent now and it seemed as if some vital light inside of her had been dimmed nearly to the point of extinguishing. Ammy had been the elder sister she would have wanted to have, the aunt she should have had, the friend she could always trust, and now that keystone in her heart was gone. She could barely stand to be parted from Fen's side and only parted from him if he took her to the clinic with him and her nursing duties called her into another room, but she was back by his side again as soon as she was able. When she first saw Fleet and Lene face to face the day after, she threw herself at them, sobbing afresh, unable to stop weeping until Street and Fen had to be called in to distract her and sedate her. She was told when she awoke that she had the next two hours to herself, until the last of the sedative wore off she wasn't safe to nurse anyone and she couldn't stand to stay in the den, so she wandered out in search of some place where the pain would not be so fresh, knowing there was no true solace, but hoping at least for a moment where her unending seeming tears might cease to flow.

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-07-04 17:40 EST
It had been a long night, and unfortunately, it was about to get much longer. As Sivanna spread the last of Raistlin?s incoherent journals on the living room floor, page by page, she was struck again and again with the image of the Whisper Paws Clinic up in flames.

It was unsettling in its familiarity.

In mental anguish, Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor had insisted on the use of Nuitari?s Orb that night. The cleric had deflected for good reason. One of the most important strategies she learned during her military career in Silvanost was that one must never attack in anger or passion. But truthfully, the former general was still oblivious as to the orb?s usage method; and something so eternally powerful was not to be taken lightly.

The cleric closed her eyes as she recanted the Key of Knowledge and the Passage of Sight. She knelt before the documents in time to see the cryptic gibberish warp in some prismatic, interdimensional fashion before her very eyes. Stilling her breath, Sivanna began to read.

In war, events of importance are the result of trivial causes. I can no longer obey; I have tasted power, and I refuse to submit for Her sake. She lusts and quarrels but knows nothing for petty incumbency. Repugnant it is that her reign has borne the junctural, profane tempest so indefinitely. It will end. That which is the most perceivably awful of evils, death, is nothing. When we exist there is no death, and when there is death we do not exist. Therefore, I shall secure my existence.

Tentatively, delicately, the elfess set that page aside, and reached for the next.

Destruction is a necessary function in life. For this part, two considerations lie at hand. The first resides in the House of Tarinius in Palanthas-- a cleric by the name of Crysania, whose ambition is fleeting and acumen is laughably scant. Be that as it may, she has the prospect of purpose, if only for tutelary means. The second is a gift conceived by Nuitari-- an orb black as Zeboim?s waters yet bright as the forges of Reorx. There is no more miserable human being than one in whom nothing is habitual but indecision. But I must maintain this vessel requires further scrutiny. I will not meet a fool?s end.

Sivanna could feel her jaw tense as she snapped her teeth together in vain attempt to stop them from chattering. History told her that the Great Majere resorted to the former in his desire to overthrow The Queen. She could only pray at this point that the mage had at least researched the artifact when weighing his options. The cleric?s prayers were answered when her iron gaze set upon the short entry of the next page.

Fear is only as deep as the mind allows; and yet bodies devoid of mind are as statues in the marketplace. I now know just what is required of Nuitari?s gift. But what kind of exigent sacrifice is this body capable of? Should I at all? Need I at all?

Tremulously, hastily, Sivanna turned to the next, ignoring the throbbing pain in her temple.

I am not humble. I am not weak. The concessions of the weak are the concessions of fear. I fear nothing; merely logistically weigh the outcome of success. This vessel? this crude, hapless item constructed by the Invisible Moon is an eidolon-- a fool?s paradise; a figment, a delusion, a ball of glass inflamed with naught but greed and fantastic thoughts. The method of wield is repulsively simple, and yet repercussions therein are far more numerous than this mage will accept. I will not try my power, my mind, my sanity for the sake of enslaving a ruthless deity. The risk is too great. I will simply annihilate the beast in Her tracks and take her throne as my own; Crush the life from her, not treat her to eternity with Chemosh. The orb?s method is? unstable. Let it lie untouched, for I refuse to sully my hands with Her blood in this realm.

His words ended there, the last of the message underlined in Raistlin?s own blood. That couldn?t have been all! In panic, Sivanna searched every entry thrice over for some message she must have missed. As she furiously whipped the parchment about, a single page fell out. It appeared to be photocopied from a textbook. In fact, it was an article Sivanna had seen before-- in her fourth tome at the Tower of High Sorcery. For advanced spellcasters, this was required reading.

Magic commixture: Abysmal, Wilde, and Dark Artes.
In the past, the potential internecine trauma from untrained synthesis of necrotic and active artes has discouraged the casting of such in sequence. It has been theorized that the three magicks compound in the bloodstream to beget a psychoactive, possibly life-threatening mutagen. The only documented case of this effect presently resides in the Tower of High Sorcery in Palanthas, Psychiatric Ward.

Yes, she remembered reading something of this. What was Majere trying to say? Every amount of casting has a price, has some sort of danger! How would he have exposed him to so much sorcery in so short a time?

Unless? that was precisely what the method indicated. Swiftly, the cleric fumbled for one of his previous entries. The orb was forged with the blood of Chaos. How was Chaos trapped? With a drop of his blood. Raistlin would not have Takhisis?s blood on his hands.

Delicately, Sivanna?s finger tapped the bloodstain on the last page. That was the common thread. It had to be. The blood. Life blood. Deitific blood. It appeared the only means to trap Takhisis would be to catch the deity?s life force on the artifact itself; use it to channel Her presence into the orb. But touching The Queen?s claret was impossibly dangerous, and that was likely what Majere had been trying to illustrate by including the textbook article. It was likely Takhisis?s blood was rife with Abysmal toxins; who knew what kind of harm it could do if touched? Even in its proximity, who was to say the mere aura was enough to drive a caster-- or a lupine deity prone to unintentional malevolence, or a lupine exposed already to Her influence, or a doctor with intimate connections to the Weave, or an oracle thriving on elemental magicks-- mad? Just what was the method worth?

As the elfess relinquished her Sight, she grasped her splitting head in her hands. The drain was nearly too much to bear, and in angry resignation, Siv let her head hit the cold wood of the floor, surrendering to a restless, nauseating unconsciousness.

Whatever the case was, Fleet needed to know.

Myrlene Spiritor

Date: 2009-07-06 18:52 EST
Myrlene spent a few days with Anya at her home doing nothing but hiding in the guest room crying. She had her holocron with her and tried to tear the memories out of her head and lock them away. It didn't work. She could still see everyone vividly when Takhisis attacked. All she could do was curl up in the corner of the guest room on the bed and let them play hoping to Lupis they would stop. Part one was playing now:

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: From her leap she angled to land next to Sivanna and toughed human hand to elfin shoulder. She sent the Image of a five headed dragon into Siv's mind with Siv strapped to a torture rack being torn piece from piece. She stood. Looked to Topaz. "Thanks for calling." A look to Sivanna. "Thanks for the duel friend." she gave Siv a hug.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: ... and when that frightful touch finally set in, Sivanna paled substantially, her eyes widening in petrified shock.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks over to Sivanna, concern evident on his face. What kind of image did Lene send her?::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She did not return the hug, but stiffened under Myrlene's touch. Still she did not move.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: She steps out of Ring Sun and looks back to Siv. "Sorry. But that still haunts my nightmares."

Sivanna Cyredghymn: How flippantly Myrlene gave that excuse. Warily, the cleric's eyes followed her person, though she dared not breathe just yet; waited uncomfortably for the horrific image to pass.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "You okay Siv?" she was a bit concerned now. "Maybe a bit too much."

Neo Eternity: What did you do, Lene? ::He's walking into the ring now. He places a hand on Siv's shoulder comfortingly.:: Hey... Siv?

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "Just a fear touch. I use my nightmare to give the touch power."

Neo Eternity: What image did you send her?

Sivanna Cyredghymn: As Neo touched her, Siv jerked violently, as if in complete, terrified surprise. It was only then that she let herself breath tremulously again, wiping a cold sweat that had formed on her brow. "Myrlene... that was..." she began unsteadily, her voice hoarse.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "Five headed dragon stripping her to pieces. Not a fond memory in captivity." she said quietly. She now knew she went too far. She walked away and to the bar.

Neo Eternity: ::He frowned. He didn't like Siv receiving that image... but what he liked even less was a young girl like Lene seeing that regularly. He sighs, and slowly puts an arm around Siv's shoulder comfortingly and frowns*::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Reaching the stool, she sat, closed her eyes, and wished herself back to Myrlenes form. She shifted with less pain this time and pulled a soda to her paw and sipped it staying quiet.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: It wasn't necessarily the image that frightened her so. It was the imminent prospect of that image's plausible future. She touched Neo's arm fondly, but made to shrug it off, distracted. "I'm fine, thank you. I just need a drink," she murmured dryly, moving back to the bar and to her mixing.

Neo Eternity: ::He watches Siv walk off, concernedly. Then looks to Myrlene with that same concern.:: ~My god...~ ::He sighs. There's nothing he can do right now, so he exits the ring and leans against a tree near the bar and Mira's table, watching Anya and Tass's duel.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She poured the Lemontini blindly, aluminum eyes set on Myrlene with a kind of penetrating intensity. "You've seen this, Myrlene?" she queried evenly. The cleric scrubbed at her face, unable to rid herself of the pall that had rendered her visage a frightful white.

Neo Eternity: ::A wave to Tru, then looks back to the ring.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *Nice Touch Myrlene. You use you memories well.* dripped a voice foul. <I>Aunt Takki, leave my head now. </I>*Tsk, the thanks I get for giving you such a useful weapon.* <I>Weapons are for enemies. Siv is not one. Now leave before I conjure you up as a big teddy bear! </I>Lene actually threated with her thought. She looked to Sivanna. "Yes, I did. It was just a peasant we captured from a village. My first one to catch. Aunt Takki wanted me to have the joy of watching my first prisoner die colorfully."

Neo Eternity: (s) Aunt Takki... ::Venom in that voice, scowling.:: ~ ...You know how I am. ~

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "You say that with such esteem," she mused flatly, inclining her head to study Myrlene beneath hooded eyelids.

Neo Eternity: ::He sighs deeply, trying to regain his mood. There's nothing he can do right now.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "Esteem?" she snarled. "I was bound and forced to watch. She did it cause I refused. Esteemed my furry ass!" She went back to her soda. *Not an enemy you say? You sure about that?* She waved a paw in air as if trying to dismiss something she heard.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "You say that, Myrlene, but not six days ago you were brooding about how much more entertaining it was to indulge in the sinister side of casting. I heard you with my own two ears," she retorted calmly, finally taking a long, generous sip of her Lemontini. A brow quirked at the girl's wave. Was The Queen still speaking to her?

ThorneFang: ::Marches a straight path to his student::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "Sinister is fun. It's cool to be bad once in a while, but that... is beyond what I am willing to do." gray eyes glowed a little as she was getting a little worked up. *Yes, Yes. Good. Hate. Anger. The more you give in the easier it is to do something delicious as stripping flesh. Be honest. Your part beast. You love the blood.* Ears flattened against her skull now at the message and sipped more soda. Her paw shook a little on the glass bottle as she gripped it.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The cleric studied Myrlene's kinesics in intense scrutiny before her gaze drifted to <Thorne>, acutely. Threat, indeed. Nuitari had been right about the lupine girl. She paid the winged lupine a half-smile. "Forgive me, I don't believe we have met."

Neo Eternity: ::He can't regain his mood. Not while he's seeing Myrlene like that. Something's not right. She *says* sinister is fun, but she's shrinking back... He walks over to her. He's had enough of this god.:: ~ ...~

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: The paw to shoulder unhinged her thing control. The other paw moved out of reaction and she spun for Thorne blindly. Her vision was going black from the voice taunting. She hear from her mouth the word "Pain!" as her body pointed at where she thought she saw Thorne sending a wave energy to light nerves if it found the mark.

ThorneFang: ::frowns a bit over his muzzle, his paw squeezing lightly at Lene's shoulder:: Lene ::his tone, flat, firm:: We need to have a talk. ::growls and leaps back, unable to really find a good way to introduce himself to Siv as he leapt back, his wings flared out, jumping out of Lene's aim:: Lene! ::he barked out, oh yes, this might be a long talk once he got her back around to her usual self....::

Neo Eternity: ::He places a hand on Myrlene's shoulder, and stares at where her brain would be. He's not talking to Myrlene. No, he's talking to someone else.:: Get out of her head!

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Takkissi just grinned and gave Neo a mental mallet to the face. *She's my toy!*

Neo Eternity: ::He winces, a hand going to his face. His teeth grit.:: ~Toy?! Just who the hell do you think you are?!~

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Introduction indeed. She frowned ruefully at Thorne as Myrlene let out that cry of power. Hearing Neo's retort, she hissed a warning at him. "<I>Bai</I>, Neo!" she snapped. Gods forbid <I>he</I> become her target as well. Takhisis could be ruthless.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Loss of sight now and feeling another touch. "Stun!" and she launched out deffensively against Neo. A whopping bolt of energy would find Neo if it hit.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Not before Sivanna could intercept it. The elfess made to leap in front of the oracle and deflect the bolt with a sharp word of command.

Neo Eternity: Whoa! ::He leaps backwards, revealing his angel wings and sending ki to his hand, quickly. He smacks aside the bolt with that hand. Or not. Siv was pretty fast.::

ThorneFang: ::growls, then hrms, this one was gonna hurt, while Lene was focused on Neo he jabbed a claw into his own arm, getting blood upon it before leaping forward, quickly drawing out a glyph and infusing his energy into it, a simple glyph, "Sleep"::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "<I>Takhisis, that is enough!</I>" Sivanna barked harshly, daring to speak The Queen's name aloud.

Neo Eternity: Thanks, Siv. By the way... don't "no" me. I don't care if she is a god.

Neo Eternity: ::He reaches behind his back and pulls out... the mana vessel. Narrowing his eyes. He tosses it in his hand for a bit, then puts it back into elsewhere. Narrowing his eyes not at Siv, but at Lene, or rather, Takhisis inside Lene.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Sight gone, she felt fire as Thorne induced that spell and put the glyphs into her arm. She fell off the stool limp.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She let out a sharp, uneasy sigh of relief, and nodded once to Thorne. "Thank you for that," she uttered stiffly, though her steel gaze did not leave Myrlene's person once.

ThorneFang: ::huffs and kneels down, reaching out to catch the slumping Lene and flicks his wings:: freaking Teenagers.....

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Oh she was out, and limp.

ThorneFang: ::hrms and looks over to Siv, nodding, his mouth open, panting a little:: Welcome...Thorne by the way. ::it wasn't that he didn't hear Siv earlier, afterall...::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: A twitch of her lips might have suggested a wry smile, but for now, the elfess remained tense and vigilant. "Sivanna. Mae govannen, Thorne. Diola lle." <I>Well met, Thorne. Thank you.</I>

Neo Eternity: ::Seeing that Lene was now under control, he retracts his angel wings and sighs.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Out she was but the voice now was in control for the moment with no will to impede her. *Time for a show of how serious this game can be.* the voice hummed something out. in Lenes head.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "If it's not one thing," Siv hissed in frustration, moving back to the bar to drain the entire 'tini in one gulp. She shot Neo a meaningful look before she moved to refill her beverage.

ThorneFang: ::craddles Lene to him, looking down at the sleeping lass and huffs:: Perhaps I took on a student without learning some important things, hm? ::he stands then and thinks a moment, he still needed to have that talk, but now needing to take some precautions perhaps::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: A rip in the air appeared. A short burst of magical energy and a portal opened.

Neo Eternity: ::He then sees a portal opening. Ocean blues sharply look over that way.:: Or not. ::His angel wings come out again.::

Fleetwolf: Fleet was unceremoniously dumped on the ground a few feet from the bar. Fur burnt off parts of his body. Robotic limbs a mess. One ear was completely missing, and any clothing left was torn and bloody.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Almond-shaped eyes widened in the slightest as she caught a glimpse of Fleet's... disarray. Her lips curved downward in a frown as she stalked over to his person and kneeled. "Fleetian...?"

ThorneFang: ::Arched a brow at the opening portal...oh goodie, something was coming and he doubted it was cookies....it never was, then blinks, seeing FLeet hitting the ground rather hard:: Crap

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *There, a lovely gift for them to enjoy. Sleep well Lene. Time to make your life a nightmare!* the voice echoed in Lenes head. Lene managed one whimper from her muzzle and lay still.

Neo Eternity: ::More frowning. He walks briskly over toward Fleet.::

Fleetwolf: He wasn't moving. The closer Neo would get, he would see bone through fur and blood as some parts had been flayed.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Fleet," she repeated stiffly, fingertips agitatedly reaching beneath his jaw for a pulse.

Neo Eternity: ::More and more anger built up with him as he got closer and closer to him. His teeth grit harder, and his fists clenched.::

ThorneFang: ::carried the sleeping Lene over to Fleet, kneeling down to the other lupine, the grunted:: No bueno. he gently laid Lene on the ground, then he got to work immediately, stabbing three claws into his chest, soaking claw and fur in blood, then started to draw a series of glyphs into a cord on what remained of Fleet's fur::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Warily, the cleric withdrew her hand as she let Thorne get to work, her face a mask of stoicism.

ThorneFang: I'm hoping one of you is a healer, because I dont' have enough juice to take care of all this damage after a few duels

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She glanced over her shoulder at Anya, meaning to catch her attention.

Fleetwolf: Siv would have felt a weak pulse.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: A cellphone went off in Lene's cloack.

ThorneFang: ::one glyph soon turned to a dozen, drawing out a complicated cord across Fleet before pressing both palms to fleet and poured in energy form his Life Sphere. He winced, his eyes shtting a moment as his paws and the glyphs started to glow green::

Neo Eternity: I'll help, then. ::He points his hands out toward Fleet.:: <I>Healing Circle!</I> ::A circle of blue glyphs appears on the ground underneath Fleet, sending large amounts of healing energy into him. To restore life force, to close wounds, etc.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She frowned as 'Lene's phone went off, and made to reach inside her cloak to withdraw the contraption. She fumbled at the keys before bringing the speaker to her ear. "Verdui...?"

Maranya Valkonan::Catching the look from Sivanna, she heads that way::

Fleetwolf: Healing would indeed commence to repair Fleet but far to slow than normal. Each person healing him would get a nasty 5 headed dragon looming in the mind posed for a strike.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "Lene?" it was ammy's voice. "Lupis Lene, where are you?" a panicked ammy voice.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "<I>Bai</I>, Ammy. This is Sivanna. Myrlene is..." she cast a rueful glance at the girl's unconscious body. "She is here at the Isle."

Neo Eternity: ~ Yeah, I see.~ ::He visualized himself standing strong before the five-headed dragon. Angel wings out, Hyperion in his right hand. In a ready stance.:: ~I'm not afraid of you, you wench.~

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: A pause and aundible sigh of relief. "Have you seen Fleet? He vanished from an exam room."

Maranya Valkonan: ::She approaches the group around Fleet. Sharp intake of breath seeing his grievous injuries. And a furious stream of curses in her native tongue::

Fleetwolf: Takkisis just grinned all five heads at Neo. *Lets see how you taste!* she blocks out the light in his mind and she grew bigger and made for a five headed lunge.

ThorneFang: ::hrms his focus on the healing broken for a moment as he saw the dragon. he did not shirk away though, simply muttering:: Perhaps one day you can peer into my soul wyrm......::he refocused his healing effort, and it was taking it's toll, feathers starting to rapidly fall from his wings::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Her aluminum gaze swung to the older deity. "Fleet is also here," she murmured, quite uncertain if it was her place to deal out any further information over the phone. She covered the receiver with her hand and looked at Anya. "Should I tell Ammy?" she queried flatly. It wasn't really her place, was it? Unless there was more to tell.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Brief purse of lips, before she nods:: But not to come.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: An audible sigh with crying was heard. "Our house is smoldering rubble. Half the den has been hit by some magic blast. The clinic is our only shelter at the moment. Is Fleet safe?"

Maranya Valkonan: Casting transference. ::Oh another spate of curses flows from her lips::

Neo Eternity: ~If this is a battle of willpower...~ ::The image dives aside quite easily, rolling to his feet.:: ~...then you have absolutely no chance!~ ::The image then pulls out the mana vessel... and crushes it. All that energy floods into his body, and... he transforms. The image of himself grows excessively in size, donning multiple pairs of grand wings. In fact... the image of himself is made entirely of brilliantly glowing golden energy.:: ~Get OUT of my head!~ ::The image swings a jumbo-sized -->

Sivanna Cyredghymn: A curt nod, and Sivanna spoke into the receiver again. "Ammy, Fleet and Myrlene appear to be impaired. I want to assure you that we are doing everything in our power to help them, but you need to stay where you are. Do you understand?"

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Lene was starting to stir a little.

Neo Eternity: Hyperion, now converted into nothing but golden energy, at the five-headed dragon in his head to cast her out. The image in his head of himself is a crude approximation; he has no idea what he'll look like if he actually uses the mana vessel to transform as high as he can. The entire action previously? Occurring in his head to chase out Takhisis. Just to clarify.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "Yes." came ammy's voice. Crash of glass heard in the background. "Grab what you can. We hold them off in the lobby!" the cellphone went silent as the call was lost.

ThorneFang: ::poured all the Life power he coudl spare into Fleet and grunted, his palms pulling away as his form violently shifted back to that of a human, nearly drained of the power that let him stay in his natural state::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She paused. "Them? Ammy, who is--" and then the phone went dead. "Ammy? Ammy!" The cleric cursed under her breath and set the phone on the counter. "What can I do?" that to Anya, sensing the healers' distress.

Fleetwolf: Takissi didn't back down. She grew to and began casting Stun and Pain at his mind. Fleet's injuries were mending a bit quicker. The quickness of injury healing seemed to be tied to Takkisis distracted by Neo.

Maranya Valkonan: Neo is... Thorne is... something is healing Fleet faster... but... ::Not sure what to make of things::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: She sat up ever so slowly and groggily. Gray vision was coming back as she blinked her eyes.

Maranya Valkonan: Help Neo. I will help Fleet. ::Brief nod to Darcy, before she kneels by Fleet, and Focuses. Green glowing hazels close::

ThorneFang: ::grunts and starts to push himself up and growled despite his human visage:: Crap....

Neo Eternity: ::Healing Circle continues to cast normally without effort. After all, it's water-based, and he's the Keeper of Water. Meanwhile, the battle continues to rage on in his head. Neo, the real one, brings a hand to his head, closing his eyes tightly.:: Ugh~! ::Takhisis was not there. She was attempting to invade his mind. And his mind and heart are too strong to fall to remote power words.:: ~Ring, help me! I, who stand in the full light of the heavens, command thee, who opens the -->

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Takkisis vanishes. *Someones awake!*

Sivanna Cyredghymn: A vicious gaze shot to Myrlene again, ready to stun the lupine at a moment's notice. At Anya's instruction, however, the elfess turned to the oracle, moving to intercept the psionic connection Takhisis had made with his mental faculties. She murmured quietly under her breath to do just that, and prevent a further headache on Neo's part.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: She shook her head to wake up. Eyes tried to focus on things and with Fleet close to her she locked on that. "Da?" *Like your gift.*

ThorneFang: ::hrms and looked down at his chest, hadn't healed himself before he went to work on Fleet, those claw woulds really stinigng now, repeating his curse as he placed a palm over the wounds, looking toward Lene:: Lene my dear....::he winced, wit failing as the throbbing pain from his wounds grow::

Neo Eternity: gates of hell...~ ::Neo and the Ring of Klytus recite the incantation in unison in his head.:: ~...come forth, divine lightning!<I> Indignation!!</I>~ ::A ludicriously jumbo-sized version of his favorite Mystic Arte shoots down upon the Takhisis in his head. He wasn't really casting Indignation in his head, but it was a manifestation of his willpower trying to push her out. Trying to make a point. Well, she vanished before it hit anyways.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: If eyes cold get bigger Lene would try for that. She saw Thorne in pain. *The items. Now!* She gripped her head, stood and ran for the water.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She quieted and conjured up a Sight spell, ringing her steel-colored irises in thick, milky white. The dark threads lingered about Myrlene, contorting wildly, but at least it appeared they no longer reached for her friends. Sivanna stared at Myrlene with those bewitched eyes as she made to escape.

Fleetwolf: A gasp came from Fleet.

Neo Eternity: ::He pulls his hand from his head, now refocusing on reality. He blinks rapidly and looks around a bit. He then sees Lene running toward the lagoon.::

Maranya Valkonan: ::The air virtually THRUMS around her as she draws on the energies inherent in the Isle to finish the healing process for Fleet. Including the non painful re-growing of his formerly missing ear::

ThorneFang: ::hrms, watching Lene:: well, she seems better....guess that's good....::he looks around the ground, seeing all the feathers he lost:: Meh....::he looks toward Fleet then. How's he coming together?

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *Water now? Childish.* gout of blood as one wing from Lenes back parts company with her body dropping Lene to the sand in pain. *While your father is weak, open the rift to his vault!* The gasp is followed by a screaming howl only known from Takkisis brand torture.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Ironically when she is the most altruistic is when she is the most vulnerable. Her focus remains on Fleet, and playing cleanup to his wounds::

Fleetwolf: The scream from Lene caused Fleet's glacier blues to snap open.

Neo Eternity: ::His teeth grit even more, and his fists tremble, as the wing separates from Myrlene's back.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "You ripped off my wing again, you scaley worthless..." she cursed. "I can't open his rift realm. I am not deity."

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: *Put out your paw and recite after me.* "You know how to open it you do it." off went the next wing. *Fine, remember our first meeting? You're my puppet.* Lenes paw moved of its own and forced her to trace out glyphs in the air.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: <I>But I am</I>. Nuitari's eerily calm voice split through the air toward Myrlene in a psychic connection, much to Sivanna's disagreement. The cleric's eyes flooded with black pitch as she was filled with his toxic power.

Fleetwolf: He tried to sit up and about screamed.

Neo Eternity: Leave her alone, damnit!!! ::Shouted toward Myrlene, more for Takhisis.::

ThorneFang: ::growls, clenching his teeth and stood up, a hand going to the pendant around his neck, his thumb:: Ya had yer Fun wyrm...but I'm getting pissed at this.....

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Sivanna paused. She couldn't let Myrlene complete that channel. If she had to, she would put Myrlene out herself. Cursing under her breath, Sivanna invoked more of Nuitari's dark magic and conjured a violent stasis spell at the lupine girl.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Takkissi would whip around seeing Nuitari in Siv. *Ah, my darling, traitorous son. How are you this evening?* she kept Lenes body moving. Crystalline walls would rise around Lene in a flash absorbing the spell from Siv. *Really now. Is that anyway to treat your mother?*

Fleetwolf: Fleet can hear the voice. Lupis, not while he was down! Paw raised shakily and he slit open the air and dipped his paw in.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The elfess winced as Takhisis's voice invaded her thoughts. Thankfully, Nuitari did not respond. Gritting her teeth, she conjured a stun spell, potent enough to wind a dragon, and launched it at Myrlene. She didn't want to hurt the girl, but if she had to, she would.

ThorneFang: ::clicks the gem, a large gateway oppening up, the other side revealing a large room of soorts, the walls made of living trees, he may not have Life at his disposal, but ice and earth were still his, ad the earth opened up under Lene, moving her down and under those crystal walls::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Score for Siv. One stunned lene coming right up. And she fell into Thorne's portal.
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Sivanna Cyredghymn: Seeing as Myrlene was taken care of, Sivanna glanced back to Fleet, champagne brows furrowing. What the <I>thes</I> was he doing?

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: With lenes body vanished, someone remained in whisp form. Not a 5 headed dragon, but a queen with scorn.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Especially since she is still working on healing the Lupinossi::

ThorneFang: :;hrms...the assist came just in time, Lene falling into the portal better than he hopped:: I'll bring her back shortly, I need to recharge anyway....::said aloud , not looking toward anyone, stepping though the portal himself and closing it behind him::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "Portals and simpleton spells is all you muster?" She laughed. "Flay!" her ivory finger points to Anya aiming for a meaty leg to fillet.

Neo Eternity: ::He scowls and glares at that wispy form. He sends some ki into his leg and kicks it into the spell's path.::

Fleetwolf: Out came a black dragon orb that shimmered in rainbows.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Make that two defensive tactics for Anya. Sivanna also flung a disgustingly potent amount of dark matter into that flay's trajectory to intercept it.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Ow! While she's playing Good Samaritan, too! Fortunately Neo deflects enough of it so that her leg isn't rendered to bone, but still... ow::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Her eyes flew to the Dragon Orb. "Nuitari, Fleet! What are you <I>thinking!?</I> Put that away!" She hissed.

Maranya Valkonan: ::And good job Sivanna! The healing done, she reaches for her own, thankfully slighter, wound::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Neo's leg would get filleted. The defense siv put up reduced the spell to just a lashing gouge at Anya's leg.

Neo Eternity: ::He was trying to deflect it, but that wasn't happening. He felt a scathing pain pass through. He looked down, he felt his skin burnt away. Fortunately, the ki kept it from going too far that it would render his muscles asunder. He urgently looks over to Maranya.:: Anya, are you okay?

Fleetwolf: "You leave my daughter alone, and I will give you the orb!"

Maranya Valkonan: ::Then green glowing hazels narrow at the whisp:: I'm fine, Neo. But <I>she </I>will not be. <I>Razmotat', Otvyazat', Raspletat'-- </I>::Holding the final word of the UnWeaving Rote, which will kill most anything in its path, for now::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Like <I>hell </I>you will, Fleet!" she barked, now directing the fury of her gaze on him.

Neo Eternity: We know, Ring! ::He glares at the wispy image some more. Then looking over to Fleet. Then, he could feel an incredible power coming from Anya... easily Mystic Arte-level. He looks over to the wisp to see what happens.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Takkisis just laughed at Anya. *You cant Kill what is dead already. Rend my wispy form all you want. You can not touch me.*

Neo Eternity: ::Well, he doesn't know all the words to the rote. He thought it had been cast, but apparently not.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Give it to me," she ordered the lupine deity firmly, outstretching her hand stiffly.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Drawing more and more energy from the Isle:: It touches what You Are. You cannot escape it... ::More energy, then... :: <I>KONCHINA!</I>

Fleetwolf: "I die first before I give it back to your master Sivanna." he grunted as he sat up and weaved his own magic and vanished.

Neo Eternity: ::He could feel that immense energy rushing forth past him toward the wispy image. Hopefully it would get her away from them for now.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: So close. <I>So close. </I>So close to that powerful artifact! Sivanna's complexion paled to a sickly white as dark magic pulsed toxically through her veins, and she could not help but let out a loud cry of frustration that was not her own. She forced herself to tame her breathing as she attempted to regain composure.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: The whisp did dissolve and a slight grunt of pain is heard. Then laughter. "My minions hit harder. Life to abyss, abyss to life. I call forth the living to die, dead to live. The Rhydinian Den shall be the first to fall!" After the words are spoken more laughter. "Run if you wish. What is left of that den will now be the new hell on Rhydin."

ThorneFang: ::hrms and clicks the gem on his necklace again, opening the portal back from his temple to the isle, a newly winged lene still ont he floor od his sanctum as he looked outside, seeing what the situation was::

Maranya Valkonan: By the Rule of Three, Takhisis, anything that you do to them will rebound to you threefold. This I cast. <I>TRI ZERALKO!</I>

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Threat. Threat. She was a threat. Fleet was a threat. Eliminate the threat. Her eyes wide with disbelief at what she was thinking, Sivanna shrunk underneath the bar counter and hugged her knees, waiting for the mania to pass. Eliminate the threat. Eliminate the threat.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Takkisis just laughed and disappeared and echo heard. "Come minions. we have wolf pelts to skin!"

Neo Eternity: I don't think that one will work, Anya... we'd probably have to be seeing her in person.

Maranya Valkonan: It should touch Her. ::The glow briefly fades from her hazels::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Aelostolari si saer. Aelostolari si saer. Aelostolari si saer," she found herself whispering almost inaudibly, eyes wide and unseeing.

Neo Eternity: Are you sure? She's a god...

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: The cell phone if Siv still had it would ring.

Maranya Valkonan: Here... I can try. Elsewhere... I dare not. ::Palms going to touch the sands, restoring the glow in her hazels::

Neo Eternity: ::He sighs, hearing that from ring.::

ThorneFang: ::huffs, the wyrm was gone...could have really landed a nasty blow if he fired it while still in his temple, through the portal. Hia body glows a soft green still as he turns and picks Lene back up in his arms, his form returned to it's Lupine state as he brought her back to the isle:: She'll sleep for a lil bit

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The phone would buzz on the countertop; Sivanna remained sitting under the counter, mouthing those words.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: The phone kept ringing.

Neo Eternity: ~ What?~ ::He looks over toward the bar, and walks quickly that way.::

Maranya Valkonan: I had to try, <I>Kol'tso. </I>::Slow look around:: Sivanna? ::And a stumbling rise from the sand to the bar, toward the ringing cell::

Neo Eternity: ::He could see the phone ringing, and looked between it and Siv.:: I got the phone.

Neo Eternity: ::He picks up the phone and opens it.:: Hello?

Neo Eternity:

Maranya Valkonan: ::Brief nod, heading for Sivanna, kneeling beside to draw her into a hug, expecting to be attacked, but going to do it anyway::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "Neo? Thank Lupis. We just fought of a few dozen skeletons. Injured are coming in. Are Fleet and Lene okay?"

Neo Eternity: ::Looks around for Fleet.:: Fleet left. ::And then to Thorne, holding onto Lene.:: Lene is... okay. ::He wasn't entirely sure of his response.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: No attack, no, but Siv was a statue under Anya's touch. "Aelostolari si saer. Cor saes. Byr mari," she murmured blindly.

Neo Eternity: What about you guys? How are you holding up? ~~ ::The Ring translated into surface thoughts, so that those who could hear said thoughts would hear them.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Curses would be heard on the phone from Ammy. "Dear Lupis, Canis, and any god coming to our aid. We have the Abyss in our back yard. 3/4 of the Den is gone! Brace that door. If you can wield magic, barriers. Overlap them. We are now under full scale demon attack. Help." and the phone called ended.

ThorneFang: ::hrms, holding Lene still, catching the new arrival, least the fireworks were over. he sighed and held onto his student, thinking a moment, his life had been damn cushy till he came back to Rhy'din...::

Maranya Valkonan: ::Hazels widen hearing that series of thoughts, holding Sivanna close still, not going to smack her like they do in the movies::

Neo Eternity: .... ::He closes the phone and pockets it, then looking to Siv. He walked over to her, sitting down with her as well.::

Neo Eternity: Ring, start gathering energy. This? Right here? Nothing at all.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Ter paerai saes. Air tal's shi caes. Air shyl's shi caes," she murmured.

Neo Eternity: ~ What in blazes is she talking about?~ ::His expression is completely helpless and clueless, yet desperate to be able to help, and desperate to know.::

ThorneFang: ::sighs, a quick glyph on Lene and she faded away, she would be able to do as she would when she awoke, he looked over and watched the trio, flicking his wings and padding over to them, muttering:: Grawlr drau m'ker....::hell of a way to meet new people::

Maranya Valkonan: We are here, Sivanna. You are safe. We are safe. ::Nodding to Thorne:: Welcome to Rhydin. ::<I>*I think she wants that globe, Maranya--* Bozhe moi! *To say the least.* ::</I>

ThorneFang: ::couldn't help but smirk at Anya:: welcome back is more like it....I may need a reminder soon of why I decided to return.

Neo Eternity: ~ Huh? You could share with me. ~ ::Only the Ring can hear; it has to forward to its hapless holder. And it can't be asked to do it right now.::

Fen Stridar

Date: 2009-07-09 19:43 EST
Fen dropped into the office chair by Fleet's desk in exhaustion. So many new Lupes to check for injuries and house. The Clinic was cleaned up one more and crews were fixing the damages swiftly. He needed to sleep. Being up for 3 days straight was insanity for a healer. His amber eyes fall upon Fleet's sleeping form. His daughter Lene put him under like some surreal fairy tale to not wake until she willed it. The monitors on Fleet's body blinked and hummed as the recorded everything.

The office was peaceful, quiet. No one needed him for a few hours. Fen leaned forward on the desk and nodded off. Rest though would hold no safe haven for Fen. His dreams relived what had happened:

~Rhydin Den~ 6pm. Whisper Paws Clinic. Evening shift has started.

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy was in her Lab working on some blood samples when the intercom call came. *Ammy, this is Arca. Fleet vanished from exam room 3. Myrlene has not checked in to help Fleet either.* Ammy put the blood vials down and looked at the intercom. Tapping the button once. "I'll call them Arca. Thanks for the update." Fleet vanishing? Her fur started to raise.

Fen Stridar: Fen was in Exam room 1 dealing with a case of scraped knees when he heard Arca panic from Exam Room 3. He poked his head out. "Hey. This is a clinic not a rally. Why are you making such a racket?" Arca looked to him wide eyed and scared. *Fleet's vanished from room.* Fen raised an eyebrow, and went back into his own Exam Room. "Excuse me a moment." he told the patients mother and stepped out into the hall. Fleet doesn't just vanish when examining. Arca must have had too much coffee.

Street Wolf: Street sat at a desk inside a wonderfully painted Cafe. He was going to open in a day or two and was finishing his opening menus. Sari was in the back helping out as it was her day off from the clinic. Finishing the Entree menu, he paused to rub his paws from the writing. Something brushed against the back of his neck setting his nerves off. He looked around the room. That touch was one from his dead wife.

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy fidgeted as she called on the cell phone. Sivanna gave her an obviously fake cheery report that Fleet and Lene were with them. She wondered what was up. She walked for the stairs and headed up to the lobby. She saw Fen stepping out of Exam Room 1 and waved to him. An ear piercing shriek went off and blinding flash erupted. The clinic shook and Ammy dropped to the floor. Military training kicking in.

Fen Stridar: Arca was standing by the door of exam room 3 shivering. Fen kept his amber eyes on her. "It's okay Arca. I am sure you're just seeing things." He felt a surge of magical energy rolling in at the clinic. He heard the shriek and dove for Arca. "Down!" He took the nurse to the floor in time as a few ceiling panels were torn loose from the shock wave that hit the building.

Street Wolf: A voice whispered to him. *Street. Death is coming. Run!* Windows blew in from the Cafe as something blasted the Rhydin Den. Street dropped to the floor, glass in his shoulder. Once the ground stopped shaking he peered over his desk. The front of the Cafe was blown in. What he saw beyond the walls was horror. He could see the other side of the Den's boundary, 5 miles long. Every building along the way, was, was gone. Just smoldering foundations. A large rip was forming in the sky, dark and brooding. Things were coming out. He found Sari, and ran.

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy looked up from her position on the floor. The Den fountain outside was a slab of melted stone and metal. Beyond, that, nothing was left of the Den. She stood and ran out the doorway, the glass blown away. 3/4 of the Den was vaporized and an ugly rift had opened. Creatures were poring out, and a flood of Lupes were running from what buildings remained. She dialed for Lene again and got Sivannah, as she spoke she directed Lupes. "Grab what weapons you can and run for the clinic!"

Fen Stridar: Ammy's shout alerted Fen that things were clear. He stood and pulled Arca up. "Find Mokksha and get all patients and orphans to the basement levels. Stay there!" He ran for the stair and headed for the roof. Mid stride he was wearing armor. His golem slayer slung over his back and the bow Mokki gave him in paw. Reaching the roof in minutes he saw hell spitting out it's creatures. He cursed. Taking up his bow, he sighted in on some flying demons. A soul arrow appeared and he let it fly.

Street Wolf: Street stopped by what was left of the house and grabbed his weapons, shoved a gun in Sari's paws and took to running again. Lupes were pouring into the clinic, but the numbers were too few. He shoved Sari ahead of him. "Get inside and help." a skeleton came charging from nowhere and swung a rusty sword at him. "Not taday ye poor excuse of a chew toy." he dodged back, un-slinging his wolf's angel and splitting the skeleton into two.

Ammy Spiritor: She found a blade whistling for her head and the cell phone snapped closed. Light saber sparked to life and she downed the skeleton. More were coming after the running Lupes. Flying demons were flitting shadows on the ground. She heard soul bolts going off from the roof. She sliced another Skeleton and called again. Neo answered. "We need help. The 3/4 of the Den has been wiped out and hell is in our backyard." a large boulder was flung at the clinic from a hydra smashing windows. "Get inside!"

Fen Stridar: Fen pegged one flying demon with a soul blast. He looked over the side of the clinic as he sighted another one. He saw a few soul archers he knew. "Suulii Fliitre! Head for the roof and form up!" he called to those bellow. They needed air support. He went back to lining another demon up.

Kersh Caliber: The roar of a motorcycle. Much to his chagrin, the third member of the Edges of Life is not an angel, and thus, cannot fly. A black and red motorcycle shoots from a nearby cliff, landing down into the chaos and skidding the motorcycle to its side, bringing it to a stop. A black helmet with a red visor is quickly discarded, and a pair of silver pistols un-holstered. He dismounts the motorcycle and fires a few shots of highly concentrated at a few skeletons.

ThorneFang: :: was forced to follow the others to the clinic, having never been there himself, and deciding using his wings would be much faster. He flipped to the end of his tome while in flight, looking at fairly recently drawn glyphs on the page, having never thought he would have to use these, he bites into a finger and presses the blood on the page, then pushing through the page and pulling forth a dark leather satchel, stuffing his tome into it as he came upon the sight of the first few skelingtons,

Fleetwolf: Kersh scatters skeletons parts all over as 4 go down.

ThorneFang: firing two quick icy blades into a pair of skulls, staying high in the air for now::

Fleetwolf: Two skeles didn't know what hit them as Thornes ice blades ripped there skulls to shreds.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: There was no black smoke to announce the cleric's arrival. No, she tread with leaden footsteps in the direction of hysterical screaming. The curtain of soot cleared long enough for Sivanna to perceive a rip in the continuum. She swallowed hard, mouth suddenly dry, and picked up her pace to a slow trot, mouthing a prayer to Nuitari as she neared the scene. In seconds, her body was injected with dark magic, her eyes flooding with the black, toxic pitch. She slid effortlessly through the antagonistic crowd, and murmured a harsh word of command, extending her arms horizontally outward in an incendiary spell, that she might rend a few of those foes to dust.

Moltiar: :: walks toward the area, sees the violence, and slinks off to the side trying to avoid notice::

Jin Eternity: ::Meanwhile, off in the distance... it's a bird, it's a plane! No, it's a doofus! The second member of the Edges of Life flies in on green angel wings, a smirk easily visible on his face, the confidence in his eyes piercing his sunglasses. His fists and feet were lit with green fire, energy rushing through them. A few high-powered kicks and punches were delivered to a few flying demons with his arrival.::

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy shoved running Lupes behind her. "Archers to the roof! Blood Tallons hold the front. Healers get inside. Any soulstre mages, you better help!" Ammy barked orders and sorted the influx she caught sight of Street attacking a Skeleton, and heard Fen calling for archers. She saw a motorcycle slide into the rubble of the Den and someone blasting skele's. Good reinforcements are coming.

Fleetwolf: Okay, Jin has caught the attention of 4 flying demons. One is dropped by a kick to it's spine, severing the spinal cord and it plummets. The other 3 dodge around him and try to get in a few acid breath attacks if they hit.

Maranya Valkonan: ::The Good Doctor's entrance to the horror scene is a bit flashier than she normally takes, as she just appears there. Her fingers uncurl from the rose quartz pendant about her neck. And she stays to the sidelines for now, chiefly here for medical support. Silently praying that her skills in that area aren't needed, but she's a realist::

ThorneFang: ::hmphs, two a good start, the winged lupine flew high in the air, needing the time to put the satchel around his neck and shoulder without getting in the way of his wings, then he dropped again, his flight feathers icing up and then letting it rain, dozens of feathers, coated in blade like ice showing on the collection of skellies, tight packed groups of enemies, delicious::

Neo Eternity: ::The leader of the Edges of Life, arrives with blue angel wings revealed, but not going by air. He's not too far behind Sivanna.:: I, who stand in the full light of the heavens... command thee, who opens the gates of hell... come forth, divine lightning! ::He spies a group of powerful looking demons, and points his hand that way.:: <I>Indignation!!</I> ::A gigantic bolt of lighting screams down from the sky, dropping a power equivalent to Thor's fury upon them.::

Street Wolf: Street backed slowly towards the clinic. Wolfs angel in one paw, .45 in the other. He fired at 2 approaching skeles, but .45's were just going through dead bone to know effect. "Dohgra!"

Sivanna Cyredghymn: On the outskirts of the brawl, the elfess dropped to a knee, whipping out a piece of chalk. With adept precision, she began to etch a complex, three-foot transmutation circle on the ground. The more symbols and nuances she added to the circle, the paler she seemed to become; poured as much strength as she could into that arte as she continued to write studiously.

Fleetwolf: Neo flash singes five hell knights to dust.

Jin Eternity: Eat that, you punk! ::Some trash talking for the falling fly-demon. But he notices the three attempting to get vengeance for their fallen friend. He crosses his arms in an X in front of him, his body glowing with intense green energy.:: <I>Outburst!</I> ::He throws his arms out to the side, and cuts loose a powerful wave of energy in all directions, going just far enough to punish the demons attacking him and push the acid back at them, too.::

Moltiar: ::smiles, and removes his overcoat, showing his many arms and weapons (warhammers, swords, axes, and the like) in their hands. he then wades right into the middle of the undead, arms swinging their weapons::

Fleetwolf: Jins plan works. Acid is deflected back but the demons are immune to it. They reach for void scythes and begin to circle looking for any opening to attack. Moltiar just wiped out 10 skeletons in a one man wrecking crew.

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy kept skeletons at bay hacking 3 more apart. The skeles seemed to be just rushing at them with no strategy.

Fleetwolf: Thorne's icy rain shreds through 12 skeletons.

Moltiar: :: no time to rest, and no time to talk. undead and demons took all priority, and any baddies that came close were subject to his attack::

Kersh Caliber: He knows Flash Step, and it instantly places him among the other lupe archers. He points his pistols out and fires his energy guns alongside them. But he soon decides it may be more productive to use his powers. His pistols fall to his side. A strange looking energy swirls up around him. "You who are so vested, throw aside your concern. <I>Memory of Apathy!</I>" He attempts to force into the group of demons the archers are fighting, a strong, powerful apathy. The inability to care. Thus rendering them unable to care enough to put up a fight.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Her inscription was interrupted a moment as a demon made a violent swing at her neck. Sivanna grit her teeth, swung back, and flicked her wrist at the beast, ushering a command to melt it in sulfuric acid.

ThorneFang: ::hrms softly and watches Neo's bolt and it's effects with a small grin. Thorne may not be able to burn things, but freezing and shattering...that was another matter entirely. He looked about, seeing his airspace violated by flying wraiths and demons. He growls and holds his paws together, focusing, forming a hewing spear of pure ice, hard as diamonds, and flies out to meet one demon, the spear spinning in a wide arc, hacking it's wings off::

Fleetwolf: 2 Flying demons fall pray to Kersh's attack and plumet to their death. Wraiths flit forward.

Jin Eternity: ::He looks around at the demons circling him.:: Hmph. Just who the hell do you think I am? Come at me!! ::Gives them all the "bring it" gesture. He's deliberately provoking them.::

Fleetwolf: Thorne introduces a flying demon to gravity as the freedom of flight is sheered from the demons back. The flying demons oblige Jin. They rush Jin with void scythes in a flurry of swings.

Moltiar: :: produced a glowing hand from the mass of arms and he pointed it toward the wraiths:: <I>Final rest!::</I>a wave shot at them that promised they don't come back::

Jin Eternity: Suckers! ::He uses Flash Step and places himself a few feet above the demons, allowing them to collide and attack each other. He sticks his tongue out at them from above and raspberries them.::

Fen Stridar: Fen barely notes Kersh but welcomes him. He fired a soul shot that split and brought down two wraiths. One soul archer not lucky enough, was stunned by a wraith touch and fell to his death from the roof. Moltiar buries 4 wraiths. Jin's flash step makes demon salad mid air ending those three. Sivanna has a nice puddle of demon at her feet now.

Neo Eternity: ::He holds his right hand out, his golden arcane sword, Hyperion, a sword blessed by the unconquered sun, flashing into existence there. He grips it tightly and dashes in incredibly quickly, using his exalted strength and speed to his advantage to charge in and start slashing at whatever foes he sees, hoping to mow them down as quickly and frequently as possible.::

ThorneFang: ::Ha's! Despite the dire situation, the old wolf can't help but find enjoyment in the slaying of these things. He's uncertain if he can handle the wraiths with ice, so he sticks to the demons, spearing one though the chest as icy bladed feathers fly toward another group, the feathers regrowing near instantly. The old wolf's icy blues eyes aglow, a wicked grin on his muzzle::

Fleetwolf: Thorne spears another demon. From his height he would see hell hounds, and hell knights rushing out on the ground to join the skeles.

Moltiar: :: another charge, this time at these new arrivals. no mercy::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: That done, the cleric resumed her scribery, at last completing the circle with a commencing vertical slash. She turned the full fury of her gaze on the gateway to the Abyss, and uttered another prayer to Nuitari before her skin became a pallid, sickly white. She willed the intermolecular forces of medium in Rhy'Dinian sky to begin mending; beseeched the electron levels per each atom to jump to the next; strung that force together like a fine thread and commence sewing the tear shut with dark magic.

Fleetwolf: 5 hydras are now seen in distance, and from them, hordes are being commanded by them, and Takhisis screams her commands from the Abyss.

Kersh Caliber: A nod to Fen. He points his pistols out again, bringing them close together. Targeting a group of close wraiths. He steps forward a bit to keep his allies out of the attack he's about to fire. "Scathing venom of the heart, burn with rage! <I>Memory of Hatred, Flamme Rouge!</I>" A huge tongue of flame shoots forth to consume them whole and burn them to ash.

Moltiar: :: not scared of a few hydras, he still charged::

Fleetwolf: Kersh pegs out 4 wraiths. Takhisis feels Siv's attempt and leaves the Hydras to command. She works to counter Siv?s attempts.

ThorneFang: ::turns his head, spotting the hell hounds and swoops, plummeting from the air and heading toward the hellhounds, his wings firing blades at the hounds themselves as he rushes behind a hell knight, spearing one in the back and taking it back up with him, a clawed paw slashing out, catching a second in the face.::

Ammy Spiritor: Hell hounds zeroed in on Ammy and shoved 2 into a building wall smashing them. 1 got in and placed a bite to her left arm. Bad choice. It finds metal.

Dulcimer: Usually walking through the forest in her tooralooraloora way, her usual nature was beseeched by noises off in the distance. She removed her Burka giving her ears a full range of sound to the noise far off. Lightly kicking off the ground she levitated above the trees, and her eyes are just amazed at what she saw...

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Almost immediately, Sivanna could feel the drain The Queen's counterattack had on her efforts. Her jaw tensed in abject strain as she rose in the center of the transmutation circle, and physically laced her fingers together, focusing more of that power to close the portal at the seams.

Moltiar: :: no matter where they were from, nothing can stand to get hit by about 20 weapons, and so he came up and hit one of the hydras dead in the chest::

Fleetwolf: Thorne nails 2 hell knights and gets 2 hell hounds. 3 hell hounds let out barks of flame at him. 3 of the Hydras let loose fire, ice, lightning, and acid at Moltiar, with a few power word stuns and flays. The hydra Motliar hit roared in annoyance and let him attack letting those breath attacks engulf them both.

Jin Eternity: ::The Hunky Brat flies on, potent energy flowing through his fists and feet. He decides to keep his fight in the air, delivering ludicrously powerful punches and kicks to each aerial demon he encounters, hoping for one-shots this time.::

Dulcimer: She shook her head, unable to really comprehend what was going on. She unslung her bag and let it fall to the ground below her with her burka. With a speed unseen by most, she wailed into the melee, fists and feet a flurry of kicks and punches at her nearest attackers.

Moltiar: :: jumps in the way of the lightning so that he would get blown out of the way of the other attacks, and he then lobbed a war hammer at one of the beasts' heads::

Fleetwolf: Jin's tags 2 more demons, but something chilling is coming. Liches, 3 of them are in bound letting off dark tendrils of draining energy.

ThorneFang: ::growls, some of his feathers being singed by the bursts of flame, in retaliation he flung the body of the speared Hell knight at the pups:: Insolent dogs! I was rending the flesh of wyrms before your great grandfathers were whelped! ::he attacks the hounds that provoked him, sharp bolts of ice heading for the hounds' eyes::

Fleetwolf: The target of Moltiar attack grinned and swallowed the thrown war hammer. Neo, flashing at amazing speed, sliced through 5 hellhounds, 1 hell knight, a skeleton.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: <I>Go back where you belong, Takhisis. This is not your realm</I>, the cleric forwarded mercilessly, her knees trembling as she poured more strength into that mend. Something akin to static electricity would dance across each side of the portal, extending Rhy'Dinian threads enough to meet somewhere between. <I>Close. Close. Close!</I>

Moltiar: :: sends a telepathic message for reinforcements, then charges again, this time at the void queen::

Fleetwolf: Dulcimer takes on a pack of hell hounds and downs 5 of them. Takhisis plays a battle of will with Sivanna. "I like this realm. It has promise." she imposes her will more.

Dulcimer: Her hands started to glow, ki energy and raw power, great, such a way to wind down such a beautiful day. She goes after a few more herself, fists punching through them and leaving traces of explosive blue-white energy behind.

Kersh Caliber: It seemed his power was rather effective upon the demons from the abyss. He decides to continue along this route. He eyes a group of closely grouped demons, and conjures more of the emotions and memories that had been forced into him. "You who have created this gripping sadness, feel the pain you have wrought! <I>Memory of Sorrow, Eclair de Larmes!</I>" A large circle of light appears on the ground beneath them, shooting up with fiercely stabbing beams of light.

Fen Stridar: Fen aims for a close lich closing in on Jin. He lets fly a soul bolt that then flares in to several arcs of lighting. "Luumiinaa!" the Lych screams and evaporates.

Moltiar: :: deftly dodging blasts, he attempts to attack the hydras backsides, since their priorities were protecting takhisis, not themselves::

Kain the Lich: :: floats in, receiving Moltiar's message. a Liches work is never done, for even here there was competition. a couple of fireballs were sent toward a lich::

ThorneFang: ::hrms, it was time to get dirty on the ground for a bit, he found a nice place to land, claws paws and feet finding as many skelly heads as they could because he whipped about on the approaching demons and undead, both of his paws glowing as he stood up, charging for something nasty. The earth around his feet rumbled::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The dark influence the Queen had on her stilled her determination; threatened to steal her conscience. As Sivanna felt the hostility brew within, she shook her head wildly, and broke the mend cast long enough to beseech Nuitari for more power. Her veins burned with toxic, concentrated amounts of the dark magic, what Siv called upon to send a violent, telekinetic push at Takhisis's form... That, however close she might be to the Rhy'Din realm, she would be driven back enough for Siv to continue the mend.

Jin Eternity: I'm the man! Who the hell do you think I am?! ::As he takes out two more aerial demons, and here come the Liches. Due to his foolhardiness, the tendrils connect, and render him prone and stiff.:: Hey, what the hell?! ::It's just enough to keep him from attacking back. Fen's save reduces the strain on him enough for him to tear those tendrils away and attack the last one with a whirling triple kick arte, his kicks still very high-power.:: <I>Swallow Dance!</I> ::Then a thumbs up for Fen for helping him.::

Fleetwolf: 2 hydras decide to play with Moltiar lunging in with snapping five heads each. A lich screams as one of its kind attacks it. Kain takes it down and has a few more coming at him launching draining spells, and ice at him. Jin renders 3 Liches dead. Thorne wreaked icy havoc on the three hell hounds and trashed more skeles, 10 of them.

Street Wolf: Street switched to slashing skeles and shooting hounds. "Picked a fine day to give up fighting." he cursed.

Neo Eternity: Jin, quit being stupid! ::He shouts up at his older brother between attacks. He continues to fly around, delivering powerful slashes to each demon he can see. He notes that Kersh is on crowd control, though, and doing a rather good job. So he decides to fly toward the hydras now. He leaps up to the necks of one of them, and spins, aiming to slash with that sun-blessed blade through all of its necks.::

Kain the Lich: :: laughs, and extends his hand at them:: <I>Magic Missle!</I>:: bolts of pure arcana are sent to disrupt these wannabees' magics::

Dulcimer: Reached onto her forearm and retrieved her collapsible staff. Snapping it out, the sections clicking into place she spins it around like a thing alive in her hands.

Moltiar: :: as the heads close in, he manages to connect one of his weapons with each head, but accepts his situation, and jumps in a hydra's mouth, grabbing his tongue, and pierces his breath weapon gland::

ThorneFang: ::barks out:: If you're in my way, best get out of it! ::he pressed his paws to the ground, the earth opening up at his command to swallow as many of these foot shoulders as he could, icy spikes shooting out the the growing chasm, to spear and impale any that fell within the gorge::

Jin Eternity: Yeah, yeah, sure, sure! ::His reply shouted back to his little brother. He then continued to clean house in the sky with his powerful kicks and punches.::

Kersh Caliber: Noticing that Thorne was going for a massive area attack, he raised his pistols once more, and started to fire powerful shots of light to the ones that the gorge would not swallow.

Fleetwolf: Kersh attempt didn't have much affect as the minions had nothing to be sad over. Neo takes out 3 more demons, and the hydra is annoyed at having neo as a rider. One head goes flying. Kain disrupts the Liches magic and they instead go for scythes against their fellow lych. Dulcimer doles out punishment on some bad puppies. Thorne buries 20 skeles. moltiar is daring and succeeds getting a spray of raw liquid ice when he scores. Jins is ruling the air.

Moltiar: :: he shouts at neo:: Don't be a fool! bludgeon them!

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Here came the most intensive part of casting the Mend, and unfortunately the time when Sivanna would be most vulnerable. With a swallow, she kneeled again, and this time, wrung her hands in prayer as she visualized stitching that gaping hole in the sky safely closed. <I>Close. Close. Close!</I>

Kain the Lich: :: pulls out two identical blades, and sends out tendrils of energy at these simpletons:: Prepare to be disintegrated.

Fleetwolf: Hell knights begin to form up. A hail of power word Pain! goes out at everyone, Void swords at the ready. Takhisis was finding Siv not amusing. She called upon Chemosh to keep the portal open. She flings a Pain shot at Siv from the portal. if it hits her every nerve would be on fire.

Dulcimer: From the fringes she worked her way to the heart of the combat, in close at the center as her staff whirled with it's own volition. Streams of ki energy flowed and exploded from the staff as it connected with one enemy after another, her strength showing no end of stopping just yet.

Fleetwolf: Hydra Head tries to close on Moltiar. Neo's hydra is not liking the pain in the neck and four heads snap at neo.

Moltiar: :: falls out of the mouth, and the ice breaks as he hits the ground, then shrugs off any pain received, magical and from the fall::

Neo Eternity: Who the hell are you? Don't tell me how to fight! ::Seriously, he didn't know this guy at all, and he wasn't about to take advice from someone he doesn't know calling him a fool. He looked around a bit, and saw Sivanna... without any cover at all, trying to close the portal. So he started to fly off that way, but was dropped to his feet by the power word.:: Damnit! ::He looks behind him to find the hydra he picked out attempting to attack. He braved the pain and rolled away, then channeled -->

Kain the Lich: :: pain is nonexistent to those already dead, so his tendrils still snaked::

Neo Eternity: all his will, to move his energy to action, to dispel that power word from his being. He looks back to Sivanna to see how she's doing before deciding whether or not he will tangle with the hydra.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Oh it connected; Sivanna was too deep in concentration, and too unwilling to break that focus to fend the Pain off. She let out an agonizing shriek as she shook in pain beneath the spell's influence, but still, she kept her hands locking together, bearing it. <I>Close. Close. CLOSE!</I>

Moltiar: :: sighs as he know that heads rent from the hydra only grow back. then another assault on the hydra::

ThorneFang: ::hmphs, then winces, the word of Pain being an unpleasant shock to the system, having to burn up his battery of life energy to recover and shakes it off, his eyes narrowing at the hell knights.:: Fine. ::he dropped to all fours and flared his wings out, summoning back his Ice Sphere, focusing it and sending a hail of ice bladed feathers at the knights. This was no simple swing of a wing, each time the feathers regrew, he pumped out more blades::

Dulcimer: Doubled over in pain, susceptible to such magic?s on her person. She flew up as best she could, out of reach of weapons and magic, waiting for the waves of pain to subside.

Kersh Caliber: "Ugh! What is..." He's dropped to a knee, panting and sweating heavily. It was agonizing. He closed his eyes and grit his teeth, summoning his power once again. "<I>Memory of Calm.</I>" A soothing wave of energy swept over his body to dispel the pain.

Fleetwolf: Hounds, Skeles, and an unlucky hell knight meet their end. Kersh picks off a few undead mage archers that were getting into range. Neo took part of takhisis spell. The remainder nailed siv. Kain was tearing into those 3 wraiths. 4 hell knights dropped under Thornes rain of ice. Moltiar is doing well keeping the hydras entertained. Another lupe archer fell from the roof as the pain hit.

Kain the Lich: :: a turn of his blades and the Liches were sent upward with a blast of telekinetic force::

Fen Stridar: Fen took the hit and just grinned from the pain. His eyes flashed red, sinking into his demon domain. He targeted several wraiths. "Maelstrom of Darkness." he launched a pure black soul bolt and the sky light with lightning and blackness as he swallowed 10 wraiths in that one shot.

Moltiar: :: a swing of his hammers toward the hydra's neck, and a swing of his swords and axes at his jaw::

Jin Eternity: Whoa! This is... ::He starts to sweat heavily too. This pain is unreal. He doesn't know what he can do to dispel it; the only thing he can think of is to activate Over Limit. So he does. He yells out, his body being consumed in a grand green flame. He then charges toward the hell knights, and... lands on the side of them. They're all in a line.:: Chew on this, you bastards! <I>Seraphim Buster!!</I> ::The familiar arte common to all three of the Edges shoots forth: an impressive, big, powerful beam -->

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy had no magic, but she still wielded the Force. More hounds were hurled. she was hit with the word of pain and screamed.

ThorneFang: ::the enjoyment of slaughtering a few peons seems to have worn on the old wolf, he fired another volley into the hell knights before he reformed his ice spear, deciding to gt up close and personal, puckering up and blowing a kiss to the first one he speared through the mouth, severing half it's head::

Jin Eternity: of scathing light, enhanced due to being in Over Limit. He aimed to shoot through all of them and take them out in one fell swoop.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: <I>"Tyri, pas o!</I>" she hissed in Elvish, her nerves burning in the aftermath of Takhisis's jinx. <I>Close, damn you! </I>Why in the blazes had it not begun to mend? She knew the spell was correct! Gritting her teeth against the ache, the cleric murmured a supplementary spell of Seeing. Immediately, she was blessed with the Sight of magic threads writhing out of the portal like dying snakes. Mentally, tiringly, she made to grasp those threads, and pull the tear together herself.

Fleetwolf: Jin and Thorne double team the hell kights obliterating the entire rank!

Jin Eternity: That's right!!! Just who the hell do you think we are?! ::The green flame flickers out, the duration of his Over Limit coming to an end. He then shot back up into the sky to continue opening cans of whoop-ass upon the demons in the sky.

ThorneFang: ::hrms, knights gone, he looks around a moment, hydras still up, he focuses his power through is spear and fires at one of them, seeking to freeze one of the beasts solid::

Fleetwolf: Takhisis screamed an order. "Forward Lord Keln and Lord Stell. Slay them all!" Two death knights marched out of the abyss. Undead mage archers unleashed arcane shots at the clinic and the archers on top. Magic fire and explosives all around.

Moltiar: :: hammers seek to break bone, and swords/axes seek to cut bone::

Fleetwolf: Thorne gets some ice going but the hydra breaks free. Moltiar succeeds in bashing in 2 heads on his hydra.

Kain the Lich: :: while the Liches were subdued, a meteor was sent plummeting toward the death knights::

Neo Eternity: ::Seeing that there's nothing he can do to help Sivanna, he looks over to the hydra, but then to the two death knights coming out. He looks over to one hydra. He needs to take care of these fast.:: O divine spear, run my enemies through! <I>Holy Lance!</I> ::A long, crystalline spear of light energy shoots down from the sky toward the Hydra, and would then be followed by four more coming at different angles.::

Fleetwolf: Siv would feel Takhisis panicking. The portal was starting to close. Lord Keln and Lord Stell dodged from the meteor. They launched Banish! word spells at Kain.

Moltiar: :: gives a battle cry, but aims to fix the problem of the other three heads. and so hammers, swords, and axes at the other heads::

Fleetwolf: Neo skewers a hydra. dragon kabobs anyone?

ThorneFang: ::grunts, marching toward the hydra directly, firing another freezing beam at it, while causing the ground under it's feet to rumble, seeking to knock the beast of balance before he pumped his wings, taking flight after the critter::

Fleetwolf: Undead mage archers began firing at the roof and at ground targets as well. Deadly arcane bolts are everywhere.

Kain the Lich: :: gets banished, but claws his way back into Rhydin. then the Liches are destroyed as he launches them at the mages::

Fleetwolf: Thorne gets a hydra stuck in a pit. Moltiar is giving his hydra a new meaning of a migraine.

Jin Eternity: <I>Planet Diver!</I> ::Jin shoots down toward another hydra with his foot extended, flying down at incredible speed. His body coated by the trail of green flame flying from his foot. He would either pound upon it with a force hopefully enough to kill it, or cut through him with his foot.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Beads of cold perspiration coated the cleric's forehead and arms as she drilled more effort into that Mend. She hunched over in exhaustion, but continued that spell. One knot. Two knots. Three. Three Dark Threads knitted together, she pulled forcibly on the seams to close part of the portal.

ThorneFang: ::growls as he lands directly on the hydras back, his claws digging in as he freezes it from point blank range with a snarl:: Shake this off, lizard....

Moltiar: :: slices the eyes of his hydra, then baits it to strike... toward another hydra::

Fleetwolf: Kain does some mage bowling and takes out five archers and the three Liches he used. Jin lops off 2 heads. They begin to regrow.

Kersh Caliber: Kersh frowns, seeing the arrows en route. "Mystic Arte..." A surge of energy shoots through his body. "<I>Memory of Determination...</I> O fragments of light, strike down my enemies!" He lifts his pistols to the sky. "<I>Prism Ballet!!</I>" Channeling the willpower from the memories forced upon him, to fire at ludicrous speed, light bullets at each and every arrow.

Dulcimer: closed her eyes, concentrating on pooling her energies into her hands, her Ki building into one hell of an attack from her aerial position. She placed her fingers close to her forehead, as a ball of light started to form. The ball grew larger and larger, enveloping her body until she was a burning sphere in the sky. With a flick of her hand, she threw the ball down into the center of the attacking mass.

Fleetwolf: The hydra is succumbing to the cold, but one head snaps up to spit acid at Thorne. Kersh manages to shoot down the first volley inbound. The second volley was right behind.

Fen Stridar: "Down!" he ducked.

Kain the Lich: :: tenses up before releasing a large blast of fire at the death knights::

Jin Eternity: F**K, I missed! ::He missed. Seems he needs to work on his aim; he was aiming for the body. Missed, obviously. He jumps up and just starts to cut loose some crazy punches and kicks at the hydra's heads.::

Fleetwolf: Dulcimers' blast cleans up the rest of the skeles and hounds, and takes out some mage archers too.

Kersh Caliber: "Damnit!" He gets down... he doesn't have enough energy to do that Mystic Arte again. "Captain, a hand?!"

Fen Stridar: Fen looks at him glowing with demonic power. "What do you need?"

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy backed up against Street and kept any strays from the clinic.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Off to the sidelines, such as they are, she pulls on a pair of platinum framed glasses, and focuses on a defensive attack to protect the Cleric. Not for long, given the lack of her usual power source, but she sends some hellfire (white phosphorus and quicklime) toward those attacking Sivanna, pinpoint accuracy, too::

Street Wolf: "Tell me why our den keeps getting in these messes lassy?"

Moltiar: :: immediately leads into the remaining hounds. the others seem to have the hydras under control::

ThorneFang: ::drags his claws across the beasts spine as he dodged aside to avoid the acid, raising up a shield of thick ice to deflect most of it, some splashing on his wings, he snarls out and flashes one paw forward, encasing the violating head in a sphere of ice as he keeps pumping his ice into the beast, freezing it's blood solid::

Neo Eternity: ::He looks up into the sky, hearing Kersh. This would be a stretch, even for the Keeper of Water. He closes his eyes, a short pause as he focuses.:: <I>Freeze Lancer!</I> ::It was over a wide area, making this hard. Crystals of ice shoot forth from the sky to intercept each arrow.::
Kain the Lich: :: a cone of frost followed the large blast of flame, all headed for the death knights::
Sivanna Cyredghymn: A slight inclination of her head toward Anya suggested her overwhelming gratitude as she exhaustedly drew on the seams of the enormous portal. <I>Close. Close. Close. </I>Blue circles ringed beneath pools of ink pitch as she Saw the threads dance and intertwine with one another, fusing the expanse of Abyss between them in the black velvet sky that was Rhy'Din.

Street Wolf: Thorne rips into the hydra killing it. Neo brings down half of the second volley. The mage archers scatter only 6 of them left and start taking up sniping. Lord Kel and Stell were hit full force from Kain. Stell went down, taking most of it to spare Kel. Takhisis desperately channeled power into the portal, but it wasn't working. she got a shot of fire from Anya. Something about a curse made the deity scream.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks over toward the death knights. Time to take on the big guys. He grips Hyperion and charges toward them. Upon coming in range, he'd slash twice, just twice, at one of them, to get a taste of what he was up against. Making sure to avoid the other attacks aimed for them.::

Fleetwolf: Neo target phased as the weapons hit.

Neo Eternity: ::A couple of owlish blinks. He looks around for where he went.:

Kersh Caliber: Kersh stands once more, brushing aside long blond hair and looking around with ruby red eyes. Where are those archers? He finds one, and points a gun up. Aiming for its forehead, right between its eyes. Bang.

Maranya Valkonan: <I>Tri Zeralko.</I>::Reinforcing the Rote already in place on Tacky Takhi, though it may not hold for long::

Kain the Lich: :: winds rushing away from him, he shoots a push of force at the remaining archers. he then searches for those death knights::

Dulcimer: panting... she brushed her antennae out of her face. "well.. that worked well..." she mused to no one in particular. Again, she started to gather energy in both hands this time, heels of the palms pushed together. A smallish ball of white light appeared. She eyed one or the hydra, an impish grin formed on her green lips. "Well this better work.." and she let loose with a rainstorm of powerful ki attacks at the beast.

Fleetwolf: By the clinic a rift opened. On the other side, a hell ravaged land that was once nice. Someone emerged. Fleet. It was Fleet. Dragon horns jutted from his forehead, his eyes glowed black, and he had some scaling. Behind him 200 cursed lupe undead followed him. They ran and clashed with those on the ground, attacking enemy and friend. Fleet would not be able to tell at this point. He was in Daemon Deity mode from all of the dark energy. Normal lupes, refugees, flooded from behind him.

Moltiar: :: he charged whatever came his way, but aimed for the hell hounds::

Fleetwolf: Dulcimer takes out the hydra Moltiar messed up. Kersh nails the archer and Kain scatters the 5 left. Wraiths, Liches and flying demons descend on Fleets army and the others.

ThorneFang: ::grunts, looking around, his fist pounding through the dead hydra, shattering it to pieces. turning to the next hydra, planting three arm thick ice spears into it's side before he descends down upon it::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: <I>Another rift</I>? She didn't have the strength to close a second-- every ounce of power Sivanna had was being sacrificed Mending. Her ears rang; soon she tasted something like blood as she pulled another few threads together. Four knots. Five knots. Six. Tied, she heaved the seams of Takhisis's entryway toward each other. Just a few more. Just a few more.

Fen Stridar: Stands up again and sights in. "Fleet? Lupis no. dammit!" he sights up his friend intent on putting him out of the fight quickly so the curse would fade.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Murmuring words of power under her breath, she sends more hellfire toward any nonfriendlies approaching Sivanna::

Kain the Lich: :: summons a large, string less marionette, and sends it at the descending demons. he then attempted to close this new rift. not as bad as the original at least::

Fleetwolf: Thorne starts on his second hydra for the day. The second rift wavers as a mass of lupes run through it and for cover. As the last lupe crosses the rift closed. Flying demons attack Pinochio.

Kain the Lich: :: sighs, as he just got less work::

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy ran at the cursed to take out a few numbers. "Street! Send our dead cousins back to hell!"

Kain the Lich: :: the marionette puts up no fight, but bursts into holy flames when struck::

Moltiar: :: leaps into the air and begins rending these demons::

Dulcimer: She swirls her staff again, power emanating in a wave from the end. Like a sword cut, she motions to cut a swatch through the back lines and where all the power really is.

Fen Stridar: Hearing the call from Ammy, he begins firing into the horde. Dropping cursed left and right. "Too many of em!"

Neo Eternity: ::He cancels his search for the death knight when he sees Fleet. He frowns. Was he friend, or foe? Apparently, neither, as he was attacked by some undead lupes. He grunts as he tries to push them away, and decides just to go with Over Limit. He yells and blows them away, his body erupting with blue flame. He raises his left hand to the sky. He looks around briefly to find out who his allies are... he's not going to want to hit them with this one. He could skip the incantation, but he needs -->

Street Wolf: Street runs behind ammy gun and sword blazing. "Yer daft lassy!"

Ammy Spiritor: "I am not daft! That?s my husband out there!"

Neo Eternity: the extra power.:: Sacred powers, cast your purifying light upon these corrupt souls. Rest in peace, sinners! <I>Judgment!!</I> ::Destruction rains from the heavens. Scathing beams of light shoot down from the sky. Lots of them, across the entire battlefield. Aiming for whatever foes it can hit, but staying clear of allies. And Fleet, for now.::

ThorneFang: ::growls and coats his right paw in a sheen of blade ice, stabbing it through the hydra's spine. it was time to get get nasty and end this....far past time. he lifted his muzzle and looked over toward Fleet, a paw over his satchel, hoping he wouldn't need what's inside. ::

Fleetwolf: Neo takes out cursed left and right. Moltiar and kain set the flying demons and lyches on their ears. Thorne kills the hydra.

Moltiar: :: of course he can't fly, so he falls after his attack, he now focused on the advancing attackers. if they were friendly, they wouldn't attack him::

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy is cutting cursed left and right to get to Fleet.

Kain the Lich: :: darts toward the hydras and opens the ground beneath one of them::

Fleetwolf: Cursed Lupes were attacking anything. Moltiar was in their path.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Seven knots. Eight. <I>Thes!</I> The eighth slipped right through Sivanna's fingers. She couldn't keep the Mend up for much longer. Grinding her teeth together, she channeled every bit of focus she could muster, and grabbed a hold of those threads again. Eight! Nine! <I>Heave!</I> As the elfess sealed the next bit of the tear, blood trickled from one nostril in debilitating effort.

Fleetwolf: Kain swallows a Hydra!

Kain the Lich: :: and so the lupes were fair game. a whirlwind of metal descends upon their ranks::

Moltiar: :: switched with kain and attacked the last hydra::

Jin Eternity: Eat this! ::A surge of energy erupts from his body.:: <I>Final Fury!!!</I> ::A super-powerful flurry of punches and kicks, powered by the repeated explosions of his fighting spirit, aimed to take out the last hydra.::

Fleetwolf: Takhisis was wailing now. "Chemosh! Help open the portal more!" *You wanted to do this, keep it open on your own.* was Chemosh' reply. The portal was just big enough for the hydra Takhisis was on to be seen.

Moltiar: :: this hydra would know what pain meant::

Fleetwolf: Kain mows lupes like a lawnmower. Jin and Moltiar cream the last Hydra general!

Maranya Valkonan: ::Oh hell no. Switching targets, she aims that hellfire toward the emerging hydra from the portal::

Moltiar: :: sits down, and rests::

Kain the Lich: :: shakes the after effects of the spinning off::

Fleetwolf: Fleet raised a paw at the wraiths and others. "Shatter!" his voice cold and gravelly. Cursed lupes, and a few wraiths blew apart.

ThorneFang: ::sees the remaining hydra and, pumping two bolts of ice into it's side, figuring that would be enough to let Moltiar finish it off. From there he looked toward the portal, swinging his wings around to fire a iced feather volley at Takhisis's own hydra before turning to face off against more undead::

Fleetwolf: Thorne and Anya's attacks fail as the hydra is not stepping through the portal. The abyss claims the energy.

Kersh Caliber: His attack on the first archer having been effective, he decides to continue that way. He raises the other gun, and takes up aim. Pin-point accuracy, right between each one's eyes, aiming and shooting one at a time. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.

Fen Stridar: Fen rained soul bolts on the cursed.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Oaths that would make RoK blush tumble from her lips in her native tongue::

Kain the Lich: :: he pushes the cursed outward from him with a force of will::

Fleetwolf: Kersh nails another archer. the remaining four have crowded and launched a series of quick shots at the roof. 28 arcane arrows in bound!

Moltiar: :: he leaps in the way of these arrows and deflects them::

Fleetwolf: The cursed move from Kain. Fleet orders them on. "Kill everything! We take this land!"

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The cleric fell off her knees and onto the curve of her hip as her head fell loosely against the wall beside her. Ten knots. Eleven. Twelve. She let out a cry of pain as she gripped those threads and heaved, her bones and vessels aching from the concentration of dark magic she had exposed herself to for this long. <I>Heave!</I> to fuse more of that seam together. Like hell she would let Takhisis into Rhy'Din. No. Bloody. Way.

Fleetwolf: Moltiar gets handed a whopping stun as they all explode when he hits them.

Moltiar: :: falls down, being forced to rest now::

Street Wolf: Street nails more cursed.

Kersh Caliber: He points both guns out at the new volley. "<I>Memory of Hatred, Flamme Rouge!</I>" Then Moltiar jumps up in the way of them. "...or not." So he decides to continue shooting the archers instead. Aiming between their eyes. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Hopefully he wouldn't get interrupted this time.

ThorneFang: ::figured he couldn?t hurt it, but doesn?t mind pissing it off, he forms another spear of hard ice, ears perking at Fleet's command, then flattening against is skull, sweeping a high arc with the hewing spear, cutting though cursed::

Fen Stridar: Fen sends another Dark Maelstrom bolt out removing the wraiths. Kersh cleans up the archers.

Fen Stridar: Thorne clears a path of cursed.

Ammy Spiritor: "Fleet! Stop!" she howled out, splitting a cursed in half with light saber.

Kain the Lich: :: falls to the ground, and then the light seems to be drained by his presence. he appears changed somehow:: <B>And now this army will fall. </B>:: and so this new Kain sent wave after wave of eldritch blasts into the cursed::

Jin Eternity: ::Jin starts flying around and opening cans of fists and feet brand whoop-ass on the various cursed undead lupes. He doesn't exactly look happy to be doing so, either. Not like when he was fighting the aerial demons.::

Maranya Valkonan: ::She halts her attacks for the moment, gathering up energy to try again. Brown eyes, shielded by her glasses lenses, narrow in concentration::

Street Wolf: "He's gone mad Ammy! Stay clear!" he plugged a cursed up close.

Kain the Lich: :: hits all in his path::

Fen Stridar: Fen sights up Fleet and lets loose a soul bolt that would stun.

Fleetwolf: Kain takes out 20 cursed.

Neo Eternity: ::While he's aware that Anya's there and very grateful, he can't hear her. Nor can the Ring of Klytus. He's looking up at the rift. Then at Sivanna. Then at Anya. Then at Fleet. ...Then he's looking around for the last death knight, remembering that it had phased away from his attack.::

Moltiar: :: shakes off his stun, and actively searches for this last death knight::

Fleetwolf: "Flay!" came a booming voice behind neo as the power word was launched from the Death knight.

ThorneFang: ::sweeps, stabs, hacks, slashes, his icy blue spear shiwrling and spinning as he clears through the cursed, a grimac eon his face, this task he took no joy in::

Kain the Lich: :: he pushed forward, clawing through their ranks toward Fleet:: <B>No escape. </B>

Kersh Caliber: He looks over at a group of undead lupes currently not being targeted. He points his guns and just starts shooting bullets of light at them while he tries to think of a useful power to call upon for them.

Fleetwolf: Fens bolt hits Fleet squarely. Fleet shrugs it off. He points at the roof. "Hear my words. Destruction!" The roof begins to crumble.

Moltiar: :: he now spots the death knight and attacks it::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Thirteen... her residual self image pulled tremulously, loosely at the threads. Knotted. Fourteen. Her hands didn't seem to work quite as well as they used to. She grasped at the strings clumsily, but managed another knot. Fifteen. <I>Heave!</I> <I>Leave, Takhisis. Leave now.</I>

Fen Stridar: Fen uses his own deity powers to absorb the command and howls in pain. Fleet was stronger.

Maranya Valkonan: ::As that power word is spoken, there is a power word of her own spoken:: <I>Zashtopat'!</I> ::Directed toward the Oracle, hopefully Mending will blunt the effect of the Flay::

Neo Eternity: ::Something clicks in his head as he hears that word. Oh, he's not about to get hit by that BS again. He Flash Steps out of the way, and turns to face the death knight.:: There you are!

Fleetwolf: Takhisis, her army gone screams in rage. "I'll return again!" the portal closes.

Neo Eternity: ::He feels the spell coming in to support him. He accepts it and allows it to act as a shield for whatever attack should hit him next.::

Fleetwolf: Lord Kell points at Moltiar "Stunning Pain!" combining both word attacks.

ThorneFang: ::blinks, spotting the roof starting to cave in, he hurled the spear into a cursed and planted his paws on the ground, tapping into his reserve of Life energy, blending it with earth as he forced the plant life to grow violently, roots, branches and trunks grow around and inside the building, seeking to keep it stable, knowing thiere were lupines in there::

Fleet stairs right at Kain. "Halt!" he commands the lich with the power of lich king.

Ammy Spiritor: Ammy, Jin, Kersh, and Street decimate what's left of the Cursed.


Neo Eternity: ::He flies over toward Lord Kell at incredible speed. A strong energy can be felt pulsing inside him.:: <I>Ars Arcanum!!</I> ::He cuts loose a flurry of powerful, acrobatic slashes upon the death knight, with his sun-blessed sword, Hyperion, light energy coursing through the blade.::

Kain the Lich: :: he was getting close now:: <B>No. I'm no longer a lich, I've left that fool in the deepest recesses of this body.</B>

Fen Stridar: Fen launched a stronger bolt at Fleet.

Moltiar: :: falls into a kneel as pain shot through him, but he couldn't get up to attack again. dang::

Fleetwolf: Lord Kell phased and appeared behind Fleet. "You have my masters items." It reached with a killing touch.

Fleetwolf: Fens bolt hit Fleet square in the head and Fleet fell to his knees shaking his head.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She screamed as she fused the last of that portal and fell to her elbows, panting wildly, tears of pain blinked away as soon as they threatened to present themselves. Task completed, she turned the force of her gaze on Fleet. <I>Open your eyes, mellonamin. Open your eyes!</I> she ordered, murmuring a harsh, complex series of syllables in a leech spell. Thankfully, the draw would only work on dark magic. She had hoped to siphon the dark influence out of the lupine before it was too late.

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-07-09 20:22 EST
Fleet stirred in the deep sleep Myrlene had placed him in. He didn't know how he had gotten so weak as a deity. Nightmares played in his mind and ripped at his soul. Though he was out during some of the fight, being a deity made it easy to get playbacks of all events he was in. He sorely wished that was not the case now. His mates death seemed to be playing in an infinite loop as well as him laying her to rest. He never wanted to see his second family end like this, yet all he could do was watch:

Kain the Lich: :: a blast of arcana sent straight for Fleet and the death knight::

Moltiar: :: recovers, and sits down again. this fight just left his hands::

Neo Eternity: ::He stopped almost immediately after he started the arte, noticing that his target had phased away, and gone over to Fleet. Okay, that phasing away thing was getting annoying. But even more concerning was that it was trying to take something from Fleet. Well, two can play the phasing game. Flash Step. He immediately appears beside the death night and slashes downward toward him.::

ThorneFang: ::was still at work reinforcing the Den with nature, letting the others deal with Fleet for now, controlling the foreign flora was draining his battery so to speak, but he had enough for this thanks to a recent return to his home::

Fleetwolf: Fleet was shredded by kains blast flinging him back.

Maranya Valkonan: ::She sinks to her knees, gathering up more mana, from the weak sources around her. Dark brown eyes focus on the battle scene::

Ammy Spiritor: "Like hell you'll touch my mate!" Ammy moved between death knight and Fleet. She was hit by Kains blast, and the Knights touch.

Moltiar: :: snuck up behind kain and knocked him on the head::

Fleetwolf: The knight was decimated from the blast from kain and Neo's attack.

Kain the Lich: :: passed out as he was hit on the head::

Neo Eternity: Hmph. All that phasing away, and that's all it had?

Fleetwolf: 3 things happen. Fleet hits the ground out and barely alive. The death knight is gone. and ammy lie on the ground.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks over toward Fleet, then. Not acting in any way. Not sure what to do anyways.::

Moltiar: Thank god. That was almost really bad. :: sat back down::

Neo Eternity: ::For the sake of laziness, and since they're my characters too, Jin and Kersh are looking at him too. They were also looking at Ammy.::

Ammy Spiritor: She felt the blast of the Lych, and the death touch of the Knight freeze her soul. Her last sight was Fleet being hit. She hit the dirt. Dead.

ThorneFang: ::grunts, satisfied the building was secure....it seemed the fight was over::

Neo Eternity: ::He could feel her life force slipping away... to nothingness. His eyes widen a bit, and his lips part a bit, in shock.::

Kain the Lich: :: woke up, and realized what just happened. he now was sad. he just aided in someone's death::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: "Fleet...?" she murmured. She didn't hold consciousness long enough to see Ammy or Fleet go down. Sivanna crumpled in exhaustion, drenched in sweat and pale as the moonlight bathing her skin.

Kain the Lich: :: rushed over to the dead body:: I can't believe it...

Neo Eternity: ::He looks over toward Sivanna, then. He quickly walks over to her, sitting down next to her. His arms go around her, but he's not exactly sure what he can do for her.::

Street Wolf: Last cursed gone he looked behind him. "See, we can take anythi.." sees Ammy. He runs to her body and touches her throat. "We could've taken anything on." He looked at Kain rushing over. "She's gone Laddy."

Kersh Caliber: Kersh could see that Neo was kind of preoccupied, but he still felt the need to ask. "Captain, what is our next course of action?" asked as he holstered his pistols.

Fen Stridar: Fen stood on the roof top. Red eyes reverting to Amber as he looked down. He saw what he didn't want to see. He teleported down by Ammy's body.

Kain the Lich: :: sighs:: Great, just what I needed. Another death on my mind.

Jin Eternity: Kersh, it can wait. ::You could see the sobriety in his expression even through his sunglasses.::

Moltiar: :: strolled away, since there was no fighting::

Fleetwolf: Fleet stirred. Horns, scales, and aura gone. He had a headache, and tasted a lot of blood.

Maranya Valkonan: ::She rises to her feet, dark brown eyes widened with horror, and heads for Fleet and the fallen Ammy::

ThorneFang: ::pumped his wings, taking to the roof of the building, seeing the two fallen Loups....Fleet was still there, then he looked at Ammy and sighed, as great as his healing power could be at time, it couldn?t revive the dead:: (m) return to nature....

Neo Eternity: No... no, it's fine. ::He shakes his head. There's nothing he can do for Sivanna.:: Search Fleet for... never mind.

Kain the Lich: :: the returned lich extended a hand to fleet:: Need a hand?

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Her eyelids fluttered open to reveal ever-present black pitch. The dark magic still had not left her. She reached out to touch Neo's arm, mouthing 'Ammy?'

Fleetwolf: Blinked a bit. "I think. What happened?"

Neo Eternity: ::Ocean blues look back into pitch black eyes. He frowns, and shakes his head. His arms still around her.::

Kain the Lich: There was a large scale battle fought here to close the portal to the Abyss. Then you came through another portal and attacked with an army of cursed lupes. I nearly killed you, and a death knight's touch and my blast killed that girl behind you.

Jin Eternity: ::Jin pushes the bridge of his sunglasses up, and cants his head toward Ammy.::

Jin Eternity: ::Not actually revealing his eyes. Just re-adjusting them on his nose.::

Fleetwolf: Fleet looked back and saw Ammy's crumpled form.

Fen Stridar: He hung his head as he felt for life. It was gone. "Fleet, I am going to kill you."

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She mirrored Neo's frown and shook her head curtly, making to sit up. It took extraordinary effort.

Maranya Valkonan: <I>Pochit' vo mir, dorogaya podruga. </I>::Soft whisper, tears raining down her cheeks as she kneels by the fallen Ammy::

Neo Eternity: Siv... don't push it...

Fleetwolf: He was stunned. Tears began to well up. He opened his arms wide. "Clear shot Fen. Wont stop you."

ThorneFang: ::backed away, letting those that seemed to know Ammy better get closer, for himself, he padded off to the edge of the building and sat, pulling out his cigarette case and retrieving a smoke. His zippo lighted it as he stared out toward the battlefield, blowing out a thick cloud of smoke::

Kersh Caliber: Kersh closed his eyes and made a cross across his chest with his fingers. His own way of saying what Anya just said.

Kain the Lich: :: turns to Fen:: Why him?

Kersh Caliber: Well, one finger. But you get what he's trying to do.

Fen Stridar: "It's his damn fault we had that thing come here looking for what he has." Fen growled at Kain. He stood unsluinging golem slayer stalking for Fleet.

Kersh Caliber: And he didn't know for sure what the woman said, but he could figure out the gist of it.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The cleric shook her head again and forced herself to her feet, heading over to Ammy with somber, leaden footsteps. Pitch landed on her, and she shed silent tears for her fallen comrade.

Fleetwolf: He hung his head low.

Jin Eternity: Quit being... ::One punch aimed for Fleet's head...:: ...stupid idiots! ::And a kick aimed for Fen's head. His own brand of snap-out-of-it.::

Kain the Lich: :: sighs:: But that isn't why she died. She died because she leapt into the way of an attack or two. If she had stood off to the side, nothing would've happened.

Fen Stridar: Fen took the kick and just simmered. He put the sword away.

Kain the Lich: You can't very well blame him.

ThorneFang: ::sighed as he took another drag of his smoke:: Sorry Lene, for what you're gonna have to awaken too...

Neo Eternity: ::Well, he was at least going to help her walk. He rose up with her, keeping an arm around her shoulder. He looks over toward Jin just in time to wince at his brand of tough brotherly love.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Myrlene stumbled through the rubble of what once was the main gates blinking and rubbing the sleep spell away. She stared with gray eyes at the rubble. What happened here? Gray vision being kind at least making it hard to see the blood and gore everywhere.

Kersh Caliber: He simply sat on the roof-top, legs hanging off the side, watching the scene stoically.

Maranya Valkonan: ::She rises from the fallen Ammy, and looks up to see Myrlene approach. She heads that way to try to intercept the teen:;

ThorneFang: ::grunts and flicks his cigarette away and dropping off the rooftop, a three point landing behind Lene as she wandered in::

Street Wolf: Street stood and scuffed Fen like a puppy. "C'mon boy, yer not helping. Yer a doctor, get in that clinic and help the wounded laddy!" he herded Fen away from the scene.

Madison Rye: ::Saunters in and heads for a back seat::

Fleetwolf: He took the hit and looked at Ammys body for a bit.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Four minutes of respect were allotted before dark magic began to roll of Sivanna in palpable waves. As the fire extinguished, her eyes dulled to their natural, glossy white; Almost immediately, she broke free of Neo's grasp and trotted away from the group, becoming violently sick onto a pile of rubble.

Fen Stridar: Growls at being treated like a puppy, but walks in the direction he was being herded to.

Kain the Lich: :: floats around the field of battle, looking for anything of value::

Neo Eternity: ::He allowed Sivanna to break free and do her sick thing, watching briefly. Then looking back to Ammy. He was not crying, but you could still tell that this loss was hurting him.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Her jaw dropped as she looked at the destruction around her as she walked. Her purple wings kept tight around her for protection. She felt cold.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Once she reaches Myrlene, she offers her arms out for a hug:;

Jin Eternity: ::He's about to do some of his lecturing, but he sees Lene out of the corner of his eye, and his mouth closes before he can start. It was no longer a good time for lecturing.::

Fen Stridar: Fen vanished into the clinic and began barking anger laden orders to medical staff and grabbing case files. he had to direct his anger and sorrow some way.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "Anya? What's going on? Where's home?"

Kersh Caliber: He was sad for the loss too, but it was... stunted. He did not know the person, so it was not like he lost a friend, but even so, it seemed as if his emotional reaction had hit a very low cut-off point. The little sadness he could feel was still evident on his expression.

ThorneFang: ::huffed softly and looked at Lene a moment, then looked to Anya, deciding to let her handle what was to come, he was no good at these things::

Jin Eternity: ... ::He frowned and jammed his hands into his pockets, looking down a bit so as to completely conceal his eyes with his sunglasses.::

Fleetwolf: Fleet stood shakily to his feet. His chest a mess. He stumbled to the rubble of his home. Falling to knees he dug for something.

Maranya Valkonan: Home... it's gone, Sunshine. ::Hugging the teen::

Kain the Lich: :: floats away from this scene, leaving these people to their troubles::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Nuitari, it burned. More than Sivanna had ever felt. She tremulously seated herself on a hunk of broken cement, clutching her upper arms shakily as if cold or coming off some strong opiate. The former general observed the scene in somber silence, almost longing to look away.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks around a bit. He'd never been to the den before, but he could tell... even without Ammy's death, this was an extremely staggering loss.::

Street Wolf: Fen taken care of he walked back to Ammy's body and looked down at her. "Best adopted daughter tis old wolf could have. Ammy, may you finally have peace." he then looked up at the lupes coming out of hiding. He didn't know a single on of them. "Hmm, looks like we picked up visitors." he voice was barely stable and decided to investigate the 1,500 new lupe refugees and walked away.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "How? Why? Where dad and mom?"

BalancedInteger: The journeyman came upon the ruins of what used to be the lupinossi den. Deeper within he went, picking his way through the rubble as those serene hazel eyes dispassionately soaked in the scene of death and carnage until he finally reached the group. There were plenty of familiar faces on hand tonight, but it was to the cleric's side that Alec made his way quietly. He sat down beside her, touching her gently on the shoulder. "Sivanna?"

Fleetwolf: Fleet found what he was looking for. A very beat up leather bag. It clinked as he picked it up. He staggered as he slowly walked back to the body.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks over to Alec. So he's back. He'd be glad to see him if it weren't for the present situation, but a very strong sadness was overwhelming him.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She twitched beneath Alec's touch in raw surprise. Aluminum gaze swinging to him slowly, she shook her head, brows furrowing, and made to lean into the journeyman and bury her face in his chest.

Maranya Valkonan: Your Papa is around. Ammy... ::Oh then there is a click in her mind as something considered long ago comes to the fore:: Remember when she was very sick?

Neo Eternity: ::Hearing Anya, he looks over that way.:: ~You're not going to lie to her, are you?~ ::Knowing that she can hear surface thoughts. He was really hoping Myrlene couldn't.::

Fleetwolf: He grunted and sat by Ammy. "Keeper of souls and death. Yours was one I was wishing never to see love." his voice was devoid of emotion, numb, cold. Ice crystals formed from his breath. He opened the bag and dumped out shattered and smashed soul gems hoping one was still intact.

BalancedInteger: Arm went around her frame, clutching her into his fever-warmth. The aire of sadness was palpable in this place... he could almost taste it, and decided that he wouldn't ask any questions yet. So he just held her in soothing silence.

Maranya Valkonan: Your mother is gone, Myrlene. ::Not lying to the teen::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Her gray eyes narrowed. "No. No, no..." she just cried and buried her head.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Hugging the teen tightly, her own tears fall again:: I promised I would never lie to you, Myrlene. I cannot lie now.

ThorneFang: ::grimaced, seeing his student in such a state, he walked out the main entrance and sat outside then, plucking out another cigarette. He lifts his paw like a pistol, shooting a few small ice bolts into a demon's corpse in frustration::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She shivered in his grasp for reasons quite unrelated to temperature, listening actively to the exchange between Myrlene and Anya. Somewhere in Sivanna's head, <I>The Shade</I> flicked on, and refused to let any tears fall. No, it numbed her to the situation. A useful thing on military campaigns, when one could calculatedly roam the blood-soaked battlefields and calculate one's losses.

Fleetwolf: No use, they were all destroyed. He threw the bag away and took up Ammy's metal left paw. The synthetic fur burned away from the metal. It was cold. he made that arm for her, and her legs. He kissed the metal paw once, laid it back down and began chanting. "Soolii traansii whoolne. Riisaa skiimaa toomaa. Biinaa foorme giimaa." he chanted over and over.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: She heard dad's singing and new mom was gone. That was the song for consummating the body to form a soul gem itself.

Fleetwolf: Ammy's body would shimmer. Fur, flesh, and bone would turn translucent red and shift to a mist. The metal limbs left behind. Fleet kept chanting though his voice broke and it was more howling in sorrow than singing. His paws swirled in circles as the mist began to condense into a hard sphere.

BalancedInteger: It was only then that Alec saw the body of Ammy as Fleet chanted over it. He'd not known her very well, and in passing the two had never traded so much as a word with one another. If he felt anything, it was sadness for the young Lene. Still in utter silence, he clutched Sivanna just a little tighter as she shivered in his grasp.

Fleetwolf: He stopped chanting a glinting crimson soul gem rested in his paws. "Goodbye love."

Neo Eternity: ::All three Edges of Life simply remain silent, listening to Fleet. Neo is staring up into the sky. Jin is staring at the ground. Kersh is watching Fleet.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Lene pulled away from Anya running for Fleet. She saw the sphere in his paws, the bodiless limbs on the ground. She knelt right where Ammy had been. "Who did this?" she howled.

Street Wolf: Meeting the new refugees and sorting things out. The old wolf walked over to Thorne and sat down. "Hey laddy, you have an extra puff?"

Jin Eternity: ::He's not going to let Fleet answer that question.:: Takhisis.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Ears flattened at that name.

ThorneFang: ::hrms and arches his brow at being called "Laddy", but offers a small smile and hands his silver cigarette case to Street::

Fleetwolf: Fleet didn't say anything. He kept looking at the soul gem.

Street Wolf: He saw that brow arch. "Sorry about te Laddy, part. I am near 98. Most people to me are lads or lass'" he grinned and took a cigarette out. He lit it and drew in a deep breath. "Not seen you around before?" He was not too depressed by Ammy's passing. He's led plenty of friends into battle and watched them die.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Gently, Sivanna made to ease away from Alec, and turn the depth of her gaze on the gore of the scene. Murmuring quietly, she bade the bodies of their fallen foes return respectfully to the realm of the Abyss, saying a silent prayer to Nuitari that might salvage their souls and relinquish them to linger in peace of The Gray. In another quiet utterance, she conjured an evaporation spell to clean the stones and earth about free of signs of blood and slaughter.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Lene couldn't speak. She wanted to, but her throat ached to scream. She began scrying runes in the dirt, and ammy's limbs with her claws. Lene focused on the crafting though her sight blurred from tears.

ThorneFang: ::nods to Street:: Gotcha by about three thousand years.... ::he took another drag and shook his head:: Nope....first time visiting I'm afraid. Wish it coulda been on a better day.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks around a bit, at everyone there. Jin and Kersh last. He sighs.:: Edges of Life... status report.

Kersh Caliber: "I am okay."

Jin Eternity: I'm... fine...

Maranya Valkonan: Myrlene... ::Watching the teen, and her scrying. Bad feeling starting in the pit of her stomach::

Street Wolf: He chuckled. "Eh, deity I am guessing then." he looked at the Lupes that were starting to organize themselfs. "Looks like Fleet let in 1,500 refugees."

Neo Eternity: Our mission's complete. ::A bit of meaning to using "complete" instead of "successful.":: You can go home now if you want.

Kersh Caliber: "I will not."

Jin Eternity: Me either.

Neo Eternity: Hmm, what a coincidence. ::Flat, sad, humorless sarcasm.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: "You're days are numbered Aunt Takki. I am coming for you myself. You hurt me, my family, kill my mom. Destroy my home." her scrying intensified. She clapped her paws and touched the array. Metal limbs melt and pool the liquid metal flowed towards Lene as she called to it.

ThorneFang: ::a shrug at that:: Kinda....though not from here. ::he looked at the Lupes and hrms:: Never knew there were so many....but I'm only familiar with Lene. ::he offered a paw to Street:: Thorne.

Neo Eternity: ::He does look at Kersh though, a bit surprised that he isn't leaving. He decides to leave it be for now, and continues staring into the sky in silence.::

Street Wolf: "Street Wolf. From the reports, they are the last from our home realm. Takhisis has wiped out Lupinoss. We have no home anymore. Here though, if chance will favor us, they can live again."

Sivanna Cyredghymn: That done, she bit the inside of her lip and grabbed her elbows in vain attempt to still the tremors.

Kersh Caliber: He knows he should be sadder than this. And he wants to be sadder than this. But he can't be. He can't, unless he wishes to lose control of his power. Of the countless memories and emotions he has taken on. Memories and emotions that are not his. Memories and emotions that he did not want. But he cannot lose control over them. So he keeps his sadness at the safe cut-off point.

Maranya Valkonan: You cannot face her alone, Myrlene. ::Voice of reason, perhaps:;

BalancedInteger: She seemed to not want the contact, but he couldn't help himself. Having watched in abject silence as Sivanna did her thing cleaning up the mess of battle, Alec stood and came up behind her, touching her once again reassuringly on the shoulder. "You know I'm here for you, right?"

ThorneFang: ::nods:: I wish you luck in that endevor....and offer aid if you need it. Good to meet you Street, again, wish it under better circumstances.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: The metal flowed up her body, around her arms, legs, wings, and head. While this happened she snatched Ammy's soul gem from Fleet's paws. "I'll watch over her for now dad." Her voice was kind. The metal began to harden some. Soon, Lene stood in armor, made from Ammy's mechanical limbs. The helm had Ammy's soul gem cradled in the head band.

Jin Eternity: ::His brow furrowed infinitesimally.:: Aunt Takki? Why are you still calling her this? ::He's not really angry, and his tone vouches for that.::

Street Wolf: "Eh, if we aren't fighting for survival it's a boring day."

ThorneFang: ::he gripped his head a moment, taking the leather satchel he wore and reaching into his paw, seeming a bit queasy as he did so, then pulled his tome out from it:: May you live in boring times...

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Looks to Jin. "I don't know Jin. Maybe so I don't invoke her to come back to my head using her full name. But now, I think she's going to have to get through mom." she tapped the helm. Her smile was dour and near a frown at that statement.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Her gaze flitted to Alec listlessly. <I>Nuitari, it burned.</I>Why were her bones aching so much? As she let the journeyman's words register, the cleric's eyes visibly softened, the corners of her lips twitching as she moved to embrace him again.

Maranya Valkonan: Tacky Takhi. ::Musing. Sans humor::

Fleetwolf: Looked at Lene armored in the remains of his mate. He was too tired he didn't care. He laid back, closed his eyes and passed out from blood loss.

BalancedInteger: And so his arms were dutifully wound around her waist, once more holding her close. He took note of the new-look Myrlene... seems that she was out for blood, reckoning that gods had blood to begin with. He supposed that she would find out.

Sari Wolf: A light whimper fell from her muzzle while her eyes fixed upon her mate. Her ears pinned back a bit more," The patients are all comfortable Street..." She swallowed softly while her paws shook a bit," Are... Are... Are you alright?" Worry written all over her face.

Kersh Caliber: He drops down from the roof and wanders over to the motorcycle. "Good night, Neo. Jin." His emotional response dulled, he feels there is no use in staying here any longer. He has stayed long enough and paid his respects. He stands up the black and red motorcyle he came in on, that was miraculously still in decent shape, mounted it, put his black and red helmet on, and rides off.

Jin Eternity: ...night, Kersh.

Neo Eternity: Good night, Kersh...

Maranya Valkonan: ::Belated nod to Kersh::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Lene looked at dad, bent over and touched him. Her paw glowed white and she healed him. Then looked to Siv and Alec for a bit.

Street Wolf: "Fine, lassy. I am fine for a father who lost another daughter."

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She nodded slightly to Kersh before turning that pair of iron eyes on Myrlene, wordlessly.

BalancedInteger: He offers a nod to Lene, knowing what she had to do. He had been in her shoes before, more or less.

ThorneFang: ::hrms a moment, his icy blues flicking toward Street a moment, then pushing himsel fup on his feet:: Enjoy the smoke, mate. ::he pumped his wings and headed up to the roof to where Lene and the others were::

Sari Wolf: Her paws shot up to her muzzle as she sobbed out," Ammy?" Her head snapped about as she searched. Her eyes locking on Lene and Fleet before she spotted the armor. She broke down in sobs.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: She looked to Fleet again. "Father, rest. You will not wake for a month. This I promise. Heal your hurts. You're too much a risk." she drew a glyph of sleep over Fleet and listened to him breath easier. Then a few string glyphs were signed. Oh, she remembered what takhisis was trying to show her last night. She opened a rip in the air and widened looking into it. So many things. "Now where are they? We need some extra help." She used the Force to rummage the items without physical touch.

Neo Eternity: ::He decides that moping around would be no good. He looks over to Anya, more specifically, at her eyes, trying to see how drained she was.::

Street Wolf: "Yep. She's gone Sari. She went out protecting her mate." he patted her back. He was not a calous wolf. He just knew it was out of his paws to exact revenge.

Maranya Valkonan: ::She looks back at Neo with dark brown eyes::

ThorneFang: ::folded his arms as he watched Lene. In his eyes, she was taking this all far to well in his opinion, but said nothing, his wings flicking a moment::

Sari Wolf: Her head lowered, she sobbed out as her paws shot out. She started to assess her mate for damages," Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Thorne was right. she was. but a closer look showed sorrow was burned away with cold rage. She had a mission now. "Sivannah, what does the orb look like?" she called out with a cracked voice. The only grief she would allow.

Street Wolf: "Yes, I am fine. No Injuries."

Neo Eternity: ::He starts to walk over, but stops and takes a look at his own hands. Then at the wings on his back. He was pretty drained himself, but he should be able to spare enough to bring her up to speed. His wings fade away and he walks over to her.::

Sivanna Cyredghymn: Lingering in this scene to pay her respects was exhausting to say the least. She glanced over to Myrlene alertly, her gaze growing cold. "<I>No</I>, Myrlene. Not yet."

Sari Wolf: She still checked for herself before she looked up at her mate," I was so scared.." She gulped a bit and just wrapped him up in a hug.

Neo Eternity: ::He takes her hands and wills his ki to flow into her at a steady, easy pace. Ocean blues look over toward Myrlene as he refuels the good doctor.::

BalancedInteger: Has no idea what they are talking about, as his hazel gaze darts between Sivanna and Myrlene.

Jin Eternity: ::His wings fade too, and he watches the scene somberly.::

Maranya Valkonan: ::She takes a deep breath, then releases it slowly as the Ki recharges her "batteries"::

ThorneFang: ::unfolded his arms and padded over toward Lene, coming up behind the girl, remaining silent still::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Lene looked to Siv and then nodded, letting the rip close. She walked away from the group. Seeing how things need to come to peace before revenge could happen. It made her agitated. Then she remembered the last time she was agitated, this happened. Standing in the midst of the rubble that was their house, she let out a piercing sonic howl and clenched paws. Rubble floated and swirled around her. Another howl, one full of pain, she flung the debris as far as she could with the Force.

Maranya Valkonan: ::Finally, she nods, eyes now hazel in color, and releases Neo's hands with a grateful smile::

Neo Eternity: ::A faint you're welcome smile returned to her.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: She looked to Thorne. Grays stormy with tears. "I am sorry I tried to hurt you Teacher."

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The cleric flinched in the slightest at Myrlene's outburst before rubbing her aching wrists. "Ai baer si Airi'm tandros," she murmured softly, to no one in particular.

Street Wolf: He kept Sari in a hug and watched Lene's display. "Oh, I know that look and that tantrum. Ammy's daughter alright. That deity has made a big mistake I recon.

Maranya Valkonan: Your turn. ::Noting Neo's hands::

ThorneFang: ::sighs and shakes his head, he knelt down, placing a paw on her shoulder and giving it a little squeeze:: No need to apologize. Listen. ::he paused a moment as he took a finger, wiping away stray tears from Lene's muzzle::

BalancedInteger: The journeyman nods and takes her by the hand. "Come... I'll take you there myself."

Sari Wolf: She looked over to Lene and nodded softly. Her paws went to wipe her eyes as she spoke," I think I'd feel that way if I lost you.. I understand completely."

Sivanna Cyredghymn: She shot a look at Neo, meaningfully, before glancing at Anya. Back to Alec, she nodded lightly, allowing him to lead her wherever he may.

Neo Eternity: ::He looks over toward Sivanna, soon after receiving a translation from RoK. Apparently Alec understood it too. He looks over to Anya, wondering what she's talking about, but soon figures it out. He shakes his head and smiles faintly.:: No, my hands are fine. I looked at them because... well... no reason, really.

Street Wolf: "Let's not tempt fate with more talk of possible deaths. She nearly lost her father as well. Let's take a walk. The Cafe needs some work and I recon Fen has the clinic handled now."

Neo Eternity: ::He catches the meaningful look... and finds a bit of redundancy in that meaning. He does kind of *live* on the isle.::

Sari Wolf: She nodded to him lightly and murmured," If you want I can go ahead and look over what can be fixed up by me and you can tend to things here."

Maranya Valkonan: Mm. I do the same, sometimes. I'd like to see the Lagoon.

ThorneFang: ::finally continues:: Before you take any action, I have a very important lesson for you Lene. It's not from the book, but it's important all the same. Understand?

Street Wolf: "What else can be said." he stood and walked with Sari back to the Cafe, the one area the least amount damaged and inside.

BalancedInteger: It seemed wholly inappropriate to bid the group a good night. So he just says, "Good luck." With that, he leads Sivanna away from the ruins of the den and towards the portal to the Isle.

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: She nodded slowly to Thorne. "Yes, Thorne." she hugged him crying again.

Jin Eternity: ...I should probably go. Get back to sleep. ::He didn't see any inappropriateness in it, though.:: Good night.

Sivanna Cyredghymn: The faintest of nods at the others. Sivanna didn't seem to have words of sympathy or of empathy for anyone. However selfish it might have been, she needed the healing powers of the Isle if she was going to walk home tonight. She followed Alec in silence.

Maranya Valkonan: Take care, Jin.

ThorneFang: ::huggs Lene in return, a paw rubbing her wings lightly as he let her bury her muzzle into his shoulder::

Jin Eternity: ::His wings come out again, and he flies away.::

Neo Eternity: ...I'd better go home too. He looks over at Lene, and bows his head to her. No, that's not good enough. He goes over to her and gives her a gentle hug.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: She looked up from Thorne and saw Neo. "I am sorry I attacked you. I am sorry for this whole mess." more crying.

Neo Eternity: No apologies. You have nothing to apologize for. We'll get her. That's a promise.

Fleetwolf: Arca came out with a few Lupes and headed for Fleet. They had instructions from Fen to have him taken to Fleet's office and laid on the bed they set to rest. They hosted him and took his sleeping form away.

Maranya Valkonan: Exactly so, Sunshine. ::Backing up Neo on this::

ThorneFang: ::huffs and gave Lene a firm squeeze:: It's not your fault.

Neo Eternity: ::He releases her, and places a hand on her shoulder. I have to go now. See you. ::He puts his hands in his pockets and starts for the exit, not wanting to fly.::

Myrlene Wolf-Spiritor: Long weary sigh was let out. "My family is always the cause. I wish I had Tinn. He's gone too." <I>Just the plushie wolf body Lene. I am still here. Love the new look. Lethal, but take their council. Your young, and your loss great. Small steps.</I>

Planewalker

Date: 2009-07-10 13:24 EST
Kos, High WarLord of Asharan, the large continent to the West, had arrived in Rhydin but a day. And he heard the news, not expecting this dire news, Tahkisis was loose on this World. As a Proxy servant loyal to Lord Chronepsis, the OverPower of all DragonKin, it was Kos' duty to help in anyway, to stop Tahkisis at any cost.

The DragonBorn had heard some rumors that Lene, Fleet's Daughter had something to do with, inadvertenly brining the pretender Goddess here. And all from Mokksha a friend to Lene, Kos had yet to discuss details further with the Lupinoss woman, known as Lene. Kos could not stand for the presence of Tahkisis on any other world, but Kyrnn.

Tahkisis' being here had violated Lord Chronepsis' decree, of her Forever more being on that World, her prison for her trying to usurp Tiamat's place in the Dragon Pantheon. Her penalty for finding escape, no matter the manner, meant one penalty, Death. Such were the grim decrees of Chronepsis, Lord of Death, Time, Fate, and Balance.

He made his way to the Lupinoss Den, their colony, wearing only his Breastplate Armor over his signature deep, grey robes. No weapons on his body, only a pole with a white flag tied to it, a flag of peace and parley. To be certain, the Lupinoss would be wary of a stranger that looked like a Dragon on two feet coming to their Den.

The DragonBorn came to withing 100 feet of the Den enterance and called out..

"Hail and Well met Den of the Lupinoss, I am Kos, Clan ShadowClaw, High WarLord of Asharan, and Proxy to Lord Chronepsis. I come to you in peace as a friend, and help you in your war against Tahkisis, I bid enterance!"

Orion Wolf

Date: 2009-07-11 14:48 EST
Street was among the the many Lupe refugees directing in the rebuilding of the den. Lene did a wonderful job in getting enough buildings up to get most of the refugees housed, but she was right. Let them rebuild the den and Street was seeing pride and a sense of belonging growing among the refugees as they made this den home. He heard the dragon calling from the melted and ruined remains of the gate.

Street gave a few more directions and the broke off from the group walking for the dragon holding the white flag. .45's hung from each hip, and he had his deadly wolf's angel slung across his back. He had promised Sari he wouldn't fight anymore, but with Ammy gone, someone needed to step in as Den Protector until Lene or Fleet recovered.

His booted paws crunched on sand glass, debris, and molten puddles of metal. Several of the Marduk sentries, allies Ammy had since the Slavers Association, were now nothing but slag heaps. The Den has lost a good chunk of allies in that blast. Now it was time to rebuild.

"Aye Laddy? What be with the shoutin of that bitch's name among us? Ye run the white order, I'll listen to ye. Our lady Lene be restin." he made it to the ruined gates and stood tall. Street was a good 9 ft tall, but his black fur was showing dustings of gray already. He was prematurely aging for a Lupe due to all the fighting in his career as a blood fang knight.

Planewalker

Date: 2009-07-11 18:29 EST
He gave a slight bow to Street, in a sign of respect as one on someone else's territory. He planted the flag in the ground by him and held his hands palm out and empty..

"Forgive the usage of that accursed pretender's name Good sir, I had to make my intentions clear is all. I am Kos, High Warlord of Asharan, the large continent, some 800 leagues west of here. And I have come to help you and your people in our war against Tahkisis. That one has violated the sacred Decrees of Lord Chronepsis, Father of all Dragons.

You see Tahkisis through no fault of Lene or her father, I know some of the details of Tahkisis taking over your Lady Lene, from a mutual friend, Mokksha. But all the same, Tahkisis has broken many decrees and must pay for her crimes. I wish to commit troops and myself in helping in this endevor. To rid you and this world of Tahkisis, either in her banishment or preferribly her Death. If you and your Lady so wish it?"

He awaited Street's response...

Orion Wolf

Date: 2009-07-12 16:39 EST
Street scratched his furred chin as he listened to Kos.

"I will let Lady Lene as ye call her, know that ye have visited and the message ye gave. For the time being her health is of great concern te me and she is resting. I am sorry if she is not able te speak with ye laddy at te moment. But I be ye she wont wait long when she hears it. If ye be hungry though, I just finished whippin up some grub for the workers. Ye more than welcome te join us. We have been rebuilding what we can. Since the loss of her mum, Lady Lene has taken te burden of repairs on herself."

He stood at ease and waited to see if Kos would join or not. It wasn't the first time he played receptionist and leader.

Planewalker

Date: 2009-07-12 17:10 EST
He nodded and spoke in a solemn tone..

"I am sorry for her and your lair's loss, a pity to see the cruelty Tahkisis has wrought on you and yours. And I would be honored to join you and your brave people. I would like to at least extend some relief aid, prehaps some extra Healers and Laborers to help you in your dire needs. I would be more then happy to, as many as you need.

After you good sir, lead the way in..and if I may ask what is your name good sir?" Asked of Street.

Orion Wolf

Date: 2009-07-16 22:02 EST
Street nodded to Kos and turned back heading for the work groups.

"My name is Street Wolf. Fleetwof's second in command for Den matters." He lead Kos to a large tent festooned with hastily erected tables. Most of them ladened with food.

Street took a seat and waved a paw to indicate Kos should too. Several dozen Lupes looked over to Kos in wonder and went back to there food.

Planewalker

Date: 2009-07-17 21:46 EST
Kos nodded to Street and sat down with the rest of the Lupinoss. After saying a prayer of Thanks, he started in on the hearty meal that was being served. Washing down some of his food with a mug of beer, he turned to Street.

"Thankyou Street for allowing me the honor of sharing your table and your food, with you and you people. I hope one day I can return this kindness. I am honored to be amongst you and your brave people. You have endured much hardship and pain. I hope in some way this can be a of small confront. I have been given a Writ of Passage by Fen Strider, allowing a group of my Clerics to help with your Healers.

They should be here within the day or two, you well know them on sight from the blue and silver robes they wear. And this."

He took from his pouch a silver plaque, shaped in a circle, with a Dragon, wings stretch up and out, as if in mid flight.

"This is the symbol of Bahamut, the Dragon God of Good Dragons and Justice. The Healers some 12 in all, are Clerics of Bahamut, Lord of the North Wind. I have instructed them to carry a flag of Truce when they approach your compound. And to not only bring medical aide, but extra food rations, blankets, and water. For upto 200 people, for a month's time. I was not sure of your situation but I figured it would be a good gesture on my part."

Orion Wolf

Date: 2009-07-19 23:07 EST
Street nodded to Kos. "We appreciate the help, supplies, and offers. I will make sure the healers arrive in good company. Even with all of the refugees helping to rebuild the Den, shelter is still high in demand."

He picked up a mug of Ale and took a long sip. A Lupe messenger came running to him. *Alphrans Street, you are requested by Sari Whispre to return home. She is not feeling well.*

Street looked at the messenger, then at a watch on his wrist. "That time already." He looked to Kos.

"I must go. Medical emergency. Feel free to look about. You will be treated well." Street stood and left with the messenger in haste.

"Pups must be moving." he was heard muttering.

Planewalker

Date: 2009-07-20 21:43 EST
Kos waved Street a goodbye, after his meal he spoke to some of the other Lupinoss. Some seemed stoic in their resolve, others downtrodden and depressed in their manners. He walked about the camp, children followed as he walked with some of the older Lupinoss. Over looking the Den, giving advice on how to better reinforce their defenses in cases of Siege and Attacks.

He even offered to have his men bring in extra catapults and balistae if they wanted. As well as a bombard, put only if they wished for such a weapon. For now, what mattered was aid, and it came.

Outside the gates a dozen Priests of Bahamut, along with 30 builders, and 15 porters with 15 pack mules, filled with bags and saddles of food, water, medicines, blankets, extra tools and building supplies. The supply and support train, under flags of peace and banners of Lord Bahamut and the Asharan Imperium, waited outside for entrance to the Den.

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-07-23 18:12 EST
The cleric?s sojourn was notably less restful than she had anticipated. Indeed, it was hard to recall what a full night?s sleep had felt like. The moment she returned to Rhy?Din, Sivanna cut through the dense copse away from Alec?s home with an armful of precariously teetering parchment toward the Whisper Paws Clinic. In all honesty, if Fleet was in no state to receive her translations, she would have to find a lupe that was. But when it came down to it, Sivanna had been entrusted with Krynnian tomes for this exact reason, and it was only her duty to fulfill that purpose. As the former general made her way through the Marketplace, the white of the moonlight washed over her crinkled drudgery, rendering the various writings apparent, albeit partially non-legible. The stack was comprised of two sets of pages-- the first, an offwhite series of photocopies that appeared to be scrawled upon in incoherent gibberish; The second, pristine, lined documents in perfect, scripted Common where Siv had painstakingly rewritten every word she had decoded from Majere?s manuscripts. She held that translation reverently against her breast as if they were in the demigod?s own hand. It dawned on Sivanna that, as she trudged through the palpably dense, humid air past the fountain and into the Den, she had never felt closer to, and yet so agonizingly far from Krynn. The wounding realization halted her steps some, but martial determination sped them against, and soon the cleric found herself skirting the agglomeration in and about the Den to clear the distance in a matter of moments. As she reached the clinic, she rapped her knuckles firmly on the doorframe. Whoever might answer, Sivanna had a suspicion her apprehension would abate in the slightest if only these documents could leave her hands.

Myrlene Spiritor

Date: 2009-07-23 20:59 EST
Lene was the one who heard the knock on the door. She was in Fleet's office with him during the recovery period. Walking to the door in a t-shirt and shorts, she looked through the peep hole. Seeing Sivanna, Lene transferred one of her father's tomes to her left hand and opened the door.

"Siv? Where have you been? Been worried about you." she said softly. "Come on in. Dad is resting." She left the door open but only after making sure the coast is clear. Slight klinking would be heard from somewhere, but no one would be seen.

Lene walked for the bed in the office, stacks of tomes all over the floor ranging from magic use, to the Historical Chronnicles of Lupinoss. Lene plopped the tome in her paws on top of the Historical stack. The title in fading gold lettering. "Spiritor Wars: Rise and Fall of the Mages."

"Want some tea?" Lenes attitude and demeanor would be notably more softened and less energetic.

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-07-24 16:48 EST
?No, thank you, Myrlene,? Siv replied just as softly, shifting the bundle of parchment between arms as she entered the facility. A brow ticked upward at the lupe?s choice of literature; Seems the cleric was not the only one obsessed with this subject.

At the mention of Fleet, almond-shaped eyes narrowed in sympathy. And, despite herself, Sivanna took up a seat across from Myrlene to study her intensely. ?How is he doing, mellonamin?? The last time she had seen the deity he was? less than coherent.

Myrlene Spiritor

Date: 2009-07-24 19:20 EST
Lene fixed herself some tea and turned around leaning against the small sink in the office. "He is sedated at night to help him sleep. During the day it's a constant battle for him to retain memories. He keeps mentioning thorns around them and not being able to touch them."

Taking tea cup in hand she walked over and sat in the chair opposite of Sivanna, and her gray eyes lingered on the pile she had in her arms. "Seems to be a season for rooting around in histories." a small smile. Her research was on a different tack than Fleets and Sivs.

She reached out and stroked Fleets left arm as he slept, then sat back. "Am I right to guess that you've been researching into HER appearance." Lene refused to even say aunt anymore. Another sip of tea and a slight rub of Ammy's soul gem in her head band.

"It's been peaceful in my head since mom died. I think she's proving to be quite a barrier for HER to get through."

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-07-24 20:03 EST
?I see,? she commented dejectedly. It was probably too cruel to hope the deity was in better sorts-- not after what he went through. ?Has he been taken to a psychiatrist?? she queried mechanically. It was likely rhetorical. They did, after all, live around a clinic.

Per Lene?s observation, Sivanna smiled sadly. ?A wise person once said love does not die a natural death; nor does it die easily. It is a living thing.? Her steel eyes tracked up to the lupe?s headband. ?I can think of no greater protection your mother would leave you with.?

Siv hesitated. Had it been selfish-- wrong-- to come here so late bearing this kind of news? Fleet and his daughter already had their hands more than full with the renovation of the Den. But more than that, Myrlene was overworked with responsibility for her father. Guilt assaulted the cleric from all directions, and she adopted an air of resignation about her. Pressing her lips thinly together, she looked back to Myrlene and shook her head softly.

?You know what? It can wait. I?m sorry I bothered you this late.?

Myrlene Spiritor

Date: 2009-07-24 23:03 EST
Lene looked at Sivanna hesitate. "If it something you need me to do, please, let me know. I am learning to delegate the repairs of the Den to more capable paws."

She looked down at her tea cup a moment. "I am looking or grasping for anything that may jog dad's memory and rip apart the thorns keeping them at bay. If you have anything that could help, please don't hold back." she looked hopeful and worried.

"I haven't taken him to a psychiatrist. He is unstable in the public. He nearly brought the Inn down when battling a hallucination that attacked his previous family." she sighed.

Then on a side note she touched the soul gem again. "I may not have mom's protection, mentally much longer. Anya and I are working on doing something that will hopefully snap dad out of this amnesia induced delirium."

Lene leaned closer as if afraid to speak in the office. "We have been reviving project A.M.M.Y. A clone is nearly finished growing in Anya's lab. With hope, Mom will be back among the living. I am worried though that Takhesis will try and take me again with mom among the living. We tried a medallion from Paladin, but his powers are not completely faded. Do...do you have anything that might act as a barrier against mental assaults from Takhesis?" More hopeful looks from those gray eyes.

Lene rarely slept much these days. Too many things going on, and now she had a puzzle in the form of a body guard with very odd skills and a hidden past She sipped tea and waited on Sivanna. She was placing hope in the elfess' hands. Lene had few friends who knew what was going on and capable of helping.

Planewalker

Date: 2009-07-24 23:18 EST
One of the lead Clerics walked upto the door to the Compound and gave a loud knock with one of the Door Knockers and yelled out.."Anybody home?! We are the Clerics and Healers sent here by His Majesty, Kos of Asharan. Hello!"

The Clerics and Builders waited for someone to anwser them at the Gates, in the sweltering heat of the midday.

Fen Stridar

Date: 2009-07-25 05:27 EST
He approached the new gates to answer the calling. Fen saw the clerics and workers Kos was talking about. He opened the gate to let the in. Once all were in, he shut the gate and lead them to one of the many,newly raised complexes, the paint still drying.

"You may use this building for your lodgings. Stop by the clinic later if you have any questions or need orders. I have patients I am attending too." Fens voice was tired and he left the clerics and builders to their own vices, walking across the town square and into a medical building with a sign that read Whisper Paws Clinic.

Planewalker

Date: 2009-07-25 14:33 EST
After settling in their new home, some of the Clerics and builders took a look arround the Compund of the Lupinoss. The Leader of this party was Yuranor ShadowFang, a Grey DragonBorn, and Cleric to Lord Bahamut. He led a small group, eight in all to the Clinic to seek out Fen or someone of authority, for orders. The group of Clerics and Builders wanted to get to work right away. Yuranor and one other cleric went inside the waiting room of the Clinic and spoke to the receptionist at the desk.

"Good day to you miss, and Blessings of Lord Bahamut, Lord of Justice be upon you. I am Prior Yuranor, I am here to speak with the Head of this Clinic or someone of Authority. We were sent here by his Imperial Majesty High WarLord Kos of Asharan to aid the Lupinoss in healing services as well as construction services. Would you be kind enough to call for someone to see us, please?"


The Prior and the Acolyte, the assistant Cleric with Yuranor awaited for someone to come see them.

Fen Stridar

Date: 2009-07-26 13:02 EST
Arca regarded the clerics for a moment and paged Fen.

Fen walked out of one exam room. A mother and her children walking out looking a bit wan and thin. The mother thanked Fen for the exam and asked him the price. Fen just smiled, shook his head no, patted the heads of the kids. He gave the mother a piece of paper.

"Take this to cafeteria, and all of you eat please. I will make sure your family is getting the appropriate rations."

The mother bowed in gratitude and herded her children to the cafeteria. Fen stepped by Arca and she simple tilted her head towards the waiting clerics in the lounge. Fen just nodded. Lupes didn't have to use words to convey some things. Fen stepped into the lounge.

"Greetings healers. I am sure you guys are anxious to get started." he sat down by them and laid a map of the den out for them to see. Certain areas shaded and marked with Lupesh glyphs. He pointed as he talked.

"We have 4 buildings raised much like the one you are staying in, at the eastern quarter. Refugees are moving in, and none of them have had any exams, or asked yet if medical attention is needed. Some healers doing door to door exams would be helpful. We need to know the health status of our new brothers and sisters. Over here at the south quarter is where the rest of the refugees have set up camp until the Den is restored. A few have come to the clinic for exams, but still more have not been tended to. Supplies have been stretched thin as we lost most of our farming and merchants in the attack.

Now to the North and central quarters, Street Wolf has been leading an effort for rebuilding. A lot of rubble has been cleared here and here. Any reusable rubbled is piled over here. Housing is crucial, but so is a means of feeding everyone."

He sat back and looked at the clerics to see what they would say. Arca brought him another folder. *Room 2 is ready when you are, Alphrans Mentroaa.*

Fen nodded and took the folder but remained seated for now.

Planewalker

Date: 2009-07-26 14:28 EST
Yuranor and his Acolyte apprentice looked over the map of the Compound and listened to everything Fen had to say. He was to say the least sympathetic to the plight of the Lupinoss. He was no stranger to working in Refugee camps. When Fen was done explaining things, Yuranor spoke up.

"Well sir, by the way I am Prior Yarunor, and this is my Assistant Acolyte Gurah. I will have a Healer tent placed right at outside our quarters here in the East Quarter. Along with rations, water and blankets, as well as provide medical examinations and healings. I'll have one of the Acolytes record the Health status of any patients that receive treatment at the Healer Tent.

I will have, if it is alright with you a Healer Tent setup here in the Southern quarter of the Compound, with the same function as the one in the East Quarter. And send you status reports of the Refugees Health from there. I would say one report each day would be possible for us to do. As for the last four I will send them here to help at the Clinic. If this is course alright with you?"

He paused a moment, looking at his Assistant..

"Gurah, tell the other Clerics to begin setting up Healer tents in the East and South portions of the Compound with food, water and blankets for 50 people each. And for four to come here directly. Also have Nimor the Chief Builder come in so we can discuss what needs to be done with the Builders, and where they need to start their work. Oh and for the Porters to bring the rest of the supplies to the Compound's Main Storage area."

The Acolyte went off to get Nimor and then to tell the other Clerics what needed to be done. Moments later a middle aged Dwarf male, dressed in woolen clothes, a leather apron, leather boots and a thick leather toolbelt, full of various bulider tools. Yuranor introduced Fen to Nimor.

"Sir, this is Nimor RedAxe, Chief Builder and member in good standing with the Stonemasoners' Guild of Asharan."

The Dwarf gave a big grin to Fen and brought out, his rough and calloused hand to shake Fen's if Fen would do so.

"Aye laddie, point me and ma boys in the right direction and well git the job done right quick.There ain't nuthin we can build or repair." The Dwarf said in a thick, Dwarven Brogue.

Yuranor chuckled a bit..

"Yes indeed sir we are quite ready to help and if necessary we can send extra food, water, blankets and the like in a shipment caravan once a week. Asharan and our Majesty stand ready to help the Lupinoss, with full support and aid to you and your People. All that we ask is that you can hopefully trust us and let us help you. As this business with that Pretender attacking your people, is an unforgivible Crime she has commited against an Innoncent people."

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-07-26 20:12 EST
Sivanna didn?t bother to disguise the uncomfortable surprise she felt with regard to Lene?s latest? project. A clone? She had to remind herself that Rhy?Din was a realm all on its own from Krynn. Technology, research, and overall physical comprehension of veracious realities were likely leagues ahead of what she had been used to.

But still? the cleric couldn?t help but believe there was something inherently wrong with placing a vagrant soul inside a makeshift capsule, however organic that capsule might have been. In her early alchemy years, Sivanna had experimented with macrobiotic transmuation, and ascertained the true meaning of the Law of Equivalent Exchange? the hard way. It still pained her to recall the arrogance with which she commanded her efforts. The complete disregard she had for life. Worse than that, she was certain that general was still very much a part of her-- just dormant. For now.

As she blinked fitfully out of that recollection, Siv reluctantly made to hand over her notes on Raistlin?s tomes.

?This? is what I have discerned from the manuscripts your father lent me. I have a theory on how we might banish Her for good. If you?d like to read them, or perhaps if your father might?? A soft sigh. It was unlike Lene?s father would even comprehend what the translations pertained to. ?But until then? Well. Once your? mother? is with you again,? she hesitated to say the title aloud, ?I would like to construct an organic interface to absorb the psionic connections She will attempt. If I can keep it up, I believe She won?t be able to get to you.? The method was simple. Sivanna had maintained a shield not unlike the hypothesized defense flawlessly for decades in Silvanost. And it had worked. This time, however, she would ensure the taxation relied solely on the caster and the pervasive elements. Elvish eyes cast downward a moment before meeting the lupe?s again, reassuringly.

In that moment-- that, infinitesimal moment-- Sivanna felt like her old self again. And she was certain this was not a good thing.

Myrlene Spiritor

Date: 2009-07-27 21:12 EST
Lene looked to Sivanna for a moment, and then nodded accepting the scrolls. "I will make sure he looks at these when he comes too."

Setting the pile aside, she walked to the fridge and took out a soda and sipped at it. Lene returned to her chair. If Sivanna was noting details, the lupe girl was still very thin.

"I am willing to try your barrier when Ammy has returned to us. And I know, I am not a mind reader like dad is or master Pallin, but I see in your eyes the mention of bringing the dead back as vile. It goes against all alchemy practices, but with science, the daughter of alchemy, some leeway was found. Anya has produced a blank clone devoid of soul from Ammy's genes, but it is not easy. Ammy has contacted us to let us know that she does not know how to get into the body or if it will work.

Mokksha has offered that her and I try to use the Force to guide Ammy's soul into the body. I am not sure if it will work. Dad would know, so would Fen, but Fen would be strictly against, and dad is... not in any condition for advice. You, Sivanna, are on my list of consultants on this matter. It is worth trying once." She sipped her soda and shivered a little.

"My bodyguard, Mogriil, has reported some disturbing news. Undead mages are prowling at night for me. SHE is still looking for me." she looked out the darken window.

"Siv, I have wanted to be your friend for a long time, but I feel the recent events have put a strain on that hope. I don't blame you for never trusting me again. I do hope that we can mend this, and I am still wanting to learn from you the darker artes. SHE has left too much knowledge in my head to not want to learn."

She wrapped arms around her knees and watched dad. "I don't believe my family will ever be the same anymore."

Fen Stridar

Date: 2009-07-27 21:18 EST
Fen gave Nimor a hardy shake of the hand, then he tapped the east, north, and south sectors.

"We need more living complexes about the same size as the ones the clerics are in for the east and north sectors. New buildings for merchants need rebuilt in the south sector. More importantly, irrigation lines, and wells all over these sectors and to the west fields need to be restored."

He looked to Yarunor. "The proposed plans of the clerics is perfect, and one report a day is fine. I will have the clerics you choose for the clinic start tending to the exam rooms. Is there anything else you require?"

Planewalker

Date: 2009-07-27 22:59 EST
Nimor listened and shook his head in a nod..

"Right then I best get my boys to work then, a good day to then."

And off the Dwarf went, whistling, headed back to get his work crew of 30 to start on the Wells first. A small army of Dwarves, Humans and Dragonborn builders, carpenters and stonemasons. All descending on the Wells, beginning their repair work. As they did this, Yuranor smiled to Fen and shook his head.

"No not at the moment, I will see to it that the Healer Tents are in place, before sunset, we will of course work round the clock. We Dragonborn require very little sleep. Now however if you require more clerics and builders, do not hestitate to ask us Fen. I bid you a good day and see you arround sir."

Yuranor gave a nod to Fen, it was just then that four Clerics, all DragonBorn entered the Clinic's Reception room and bowed to both Yuranor and to Fen.

"Fen these are the four Clerics, Acolytes Hujak, Thion, Pytherias, and Dorminis. There are here at your needs in all manner of Healings."

With that the four clerics waited to be directed to their posts at the Clinic, and Yuranor waited to take his leave of Fen.

Sivanna Cyredghymn

Date: 2009-07-31 18:52 EST
?C?est la vie, mellonamin,? she replied quietly with a sad smile. Per Myrlene?s misgivings about the soul transfer, Siv nodded remotely.

?Uma. I understand. I will be brutally honest with you, Myrlene. I have only ever experienced negative repercussions with regard to your? project intent.? She paused, more than ready to lecture to the young lupe on the Law of Equivalent Exchange, but merely let out a sigh. ?But for your sake, I will do research, yes?? What concerned Sivanna the most was the indeterminable amount of time Ammy?s soul would spend without a host. That enough could compromise the entire operation. And she was bent on equipping the young lupinossi with a shield to banish Takhisis?s voice once and for all.

?I?ll get out of your fur. Just have a look at my notes, and show your pop, if you would. We can talk once you?ve rested a bit more.? She then rose, dipped her head politely, and turned on her heel, ready to leave.

Myrlene Spiritor

Date: 2009-07-31 21:47 EST
Lene nodded to Sivanna, and the elfess got up to leave, Lene was on her feet in an instant and wrapped her purple furred arms around Siv in a hug. A hug that trembled.

"Thank you. I feel so alone some nights among all this chaos."

Lene let the cleric go and looked sheepish about the show of weakness. She went back to the chair and curled up in it watching Fleet sleep.

Fen Stridar

Date: 2009-08-06 21:59 EST
Fen took charge of the four clerics and promptly put them to work on the back log of patients waiting to be seen. It wasn't hard for the clerics to tend to the business at hand and Fen was impressed.

As soon as he was caught up, he attended to another group of waiting healers. These were all Lupinossi. They were volunteers from the refugees, willing to help flesh out the thin staff on hand. Fen got right to work, interviewing, assessing, and getting things in order.

Planewalker

Date: 2009-08-07 16:35 EST
As promised, 200 Troops of the Asharan Imperial Military came to offer defense support. 200 Imperial Marines, in their red and black armor, carrying banners of the Imperium. Led by a Lieutenent in the front of the column.

The Marine Lieutenent came to the front gate and gave a loud knock..then yelled out..

"Hello in there, this is the 1st Company of the 5th Battalion, 4th Regiment of the 1st Imperial Legion Marines of Asharan, here to lend aid and support to the Lupinoss!"

Mogriil

Date: 2009-08-10 17:22 EST
Mogriil was on sentry duty astride Draagoo when he saw the banners of truce, and the warriors to be expected from Kos. He rode up to the gate, Draagoo sniffing their scents on the wind.

*Dragon Kinn, blood brother. I know that scent. They be the ones that Kos has promised.* The Dracon/Wolfral mount said.

"It appears so, my blood brother." he raised a paw to the gate sentries, and the deactivated the magic wards that the Abyssal Elves had tweaked. The new, sturdy, adamantite gates swung open. Razor barbs and reinforcing bars looking menacing.

"Welcome brave warriors. Welcome to our humble den. I am Mogriil. Sentry Captain for the day. Follow me, and I will arrange your quarters. Street Wolf will be meeting you at the end of the day."

Draagoo and Mogriil turned and walked back into the den expecting the troops to follow.

Planewalker

Date: 2009-08-11 04:11 EST
The Brave Imperial Marines of Asharan, one of the Elite Forces of the Imperium. The Best, dressed in their Red and Black armor, and black robes. The Imperial Insignia, the Circle of Eternity, the Three Rays of Honor, Discipline and Order that shone outwards. Like the Great Sun of the World.

Marching in step, in perfect rhythm..The Imperial Marines were here to help their Friends, the Lupinoss. To give Hell to Takhisis and her Allies.
The Marine Lieutenent, raising his fist closed and up quick, brings a halt to the march. The Imperial Banners of Grey Dragon on a field of Half White/Half Black, flutter in the Breeze.

The Lieutenent offers a salute, fist closed brought to the left side of his chest.

"Lieutenent Arughun Tolinaar, Commander of 1st Company, 4th Regiment, reporting for Duty, Sir! And ready to give the Enemy Hell, Sir!"

Said to Mogriil.

As the Lieutenent did this, the other 200 Imperial Marines did the same salute at the same time. It was quite the sound, the clang of fist over armored chest. These boys meant business.

The Lieutenent gave the order for the Column to move..

"Fall out!"

Then the Lieutenent and the 200 Marines followed Morgriil and Draagoo down the road.

Mogriil

Date: 2009-08-12 11:56 EST
Mogriil nodded his steel helm and led the marines to a barracks building within sight of the quarters given to the clerics. Once reaching the barracks, he turned on Draagoo's back spoke with the Lieutenant.

"These barracks are for your men. I will let Street Wolf know that military support has arrived. In the mean time, feel free to set up and inspect our Den. The other Lupes have grown accustomed to the sight of strangers now. No hostilities will happen."

His voice rang with steel from that helm of his, making him sound older than he was. He and Draagoo walked away to the western part of the Den to find Street.

Fleetwolf

Date: 2009-08-30 03:28 EST
Several weeks had gone by and Fleet had recovered. He surveyed the repairs and the defenses Kos' aide was providing. It was like dejavu with Mardukes. Those allies were long gone now. Wiped out the attack. He was on the roof of the Whisper Paws Clinic watching everything. He closed his eyes and listened, opening mind, heart, and soul for any signs of Takhesis. He wasn't feeling the Goddess stirring much against them. He felt her mostly seething and plotting, biding her time as she did so well.

Opening his eyes he looked over the half built buildings and the new irrigation fields. He looked over the green shoots of new crops growing. No matter what happens in life, life will go on with a new start if one just tried. He looked down at his metal paw then at his silvered graying paw.

"One life begins, while another one fades. Great Grandfather, I wish you were still alive to ask advice. I feel so alone, so cut off from all I know. Our homeland is gone. All of our ancestors souls, gone. You and the others, keepers of magic, life, death, and nature gone as well. How do I take up such a staggering burden as one? My magic is draining as well as my soul. I age before everyone's eyes and it brings nothing but sorrow to them."

Fleet bowed his head as his words floated away on the breeze. He felt the crushing weight of his dilemma during these times of reflection. Fleet breathed in deep and tried to focus himself. He had recovered from his mental breakdown, no need to fall head first into another one. He needed to find how to gain his magic and deity power back or else fade away and leave the Den without any Deity to watch over them. But how?

He remained on the roof top for a few hours watching things progress and noted storm clouds were rolling in. It was going be a heavy rain storm, then he heard a voice on the wind.

"Do not despair young one. Deities will look after other deities. You ask for new power and life? I can grant you this, but you will have to work at your new power. You must learn to harness it, to fuse it with your waning soul and draw upon it. A few of us have been watching your race and see you all special. You use that which is sacred to you for you magic. Now you must learn a new method. The Lupinossai a race born from alchemy that is unheard of, your powers will be shift from soul to that which is around you. Every Lupe that wields magic will find new talents this day forth, but to do that, you must lead them Fleet. Accept my gift."

Fleet looked to the clouds. "And what will accepting this gift cost? Nothing is free."

"To give new life to your Lupes and their magic, you will follow the bounds of all Deities. You will need followers and believers to gain more strength and youth. The more who believe in you the more who will be able to do magic and recover their waning souls. You have one follower already. Your daughter waits for your help. Do you accept my gift?"

Fleet looked up again for a long time and watched the clouds roll in black and thick. "I do." he whispered.

"Very well. With Paladine dead, and your homeland gone, we need a new replacement."

A crack of lightning thundered out, then another. A massive bolt of lightning arced down on the roof and struck Fleet slamming him to the ground and knocking him out. In his mind he heard the deity speak again.

"When you rise, rise with dignity and honor. Rise and take your position in all things magical, Fleetian Paladium. Hence forth, you will be known as the Platinum Fang. Lightning, energy, and electricity is now your new domain. You may impart this domain on your followers, or grant them access to the other domains of this planet. Now rise, gather followers, and live long and honorably."

The voice left him and Fleet would wake the next day on the roof top smelling of ozone. He could feel a small waning spark of lightning in the center of his being. The spark of new life, the spark of hope.