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Post by xaen on Oct 18, 2010 0:30:45 GMT 1
Atlymaer was forced awake from his nap by yet another mental assault from Heaven’s ruling council, they never seemed to give up despite their continuous failures. Fully awake now Atlymaer felt like talking to someone, and he was sure that Vyse wouldn’t mind his presence. Various warning magics were chirping and chiming to get his attention, but the immortal wizard didn’t believe them to be anything of importance; he left the chamber in short order walking at a brisk pace to Vyse’s study where he was told to wait for him should the need arise for Atlymaer to speak to him. Outside the door to the study, the two door guards edgily drew their swords and who could blame them after recent events; the larger of the two stepped forward waving his blade to menace, the wizard.
“Identify yourself!” The guard growled from the end of his sword, as the other guard circled around Atlymaer with his blade aimed at his back. “What is your purpose here!?!” The other guard demanded from behind the immortal mage.
“Fear not good men! I am Vyse’s guest who occupies the room in the north wing,” Atlymaer explained as he approached Vyse’s study doors, ignoring the guards’ leveled swords. The guard that had spoken first moved to intercept the mage, but he was stopped in his tracks by the other guard who whispered something in his ear. The first guard grumbled something incoherent, and shot Atlymaer a hateful look that was hardly earned. The wizard smiled mockingly at the gloomy guard and his companion as he entered the study. After shutting the chamber door behind him, Atlymaer chuckled quietly to himself as he turned around and began to look for a place to sit. He was halfway to an empty chair before he realized that there were other people in the room; it took him half a minute to notice who they were, a cheerful smile grew across his face. “Greetings Kael, Katriana and Marya! It’s a pleasure to meet you all at last in person! I’m glad to see that my spell helped you get here sooner!” He chattered excitedly as he took a seat joining them in their wait for Vyse.
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Post by Dracafrey on Nov 6, 2010 18:03:11 GMT 1
Kael looked over to see a new guest arrive and sit down among them. To kael's amazement the man knew each of their names and had described to them that he had applied a spell to them to arrive back here faster then everyone else. Kael's eyes had narrowed as he stared at the man as he spoke to him.
"The purpose of the training was so we could do it on our own without the use of magics. It's Vyse that sets the rules and we are to follow them."
Vyse walked through the corridors swiftly as he headed towards his study where he had his three guests waiting. Approaching the closed doors of the room with his guards posted outside them.
"M'Lord Vyse. You have an extra gues awaiting for you in the study." while both guards stood tall and proper awaiting for Vyse's reply.
Vyse looked to the guards as he was about to open the doors.
"Hrm..Okay, thank you. At ease soldiers." As Vyse pushed open the doors slowly and entered the room as heard from behind him the gaurds say, "Yes M'lord."
Making into the room he found Kael, Katriana in the form of Kat, Marya and Atlymaer awaiting for his arrival.
"Good afternoon to you all. Do any of you three know why you brought to this room?" as Vyse took his place behind his desk and sat down awaiting to hear any replies if any from them.
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Post by Culmir on Nov 6, 2010 18:22:04 GMT 1
When Kat had walked into the study she had expected Vyse to already be there, seeing how he liked to be on top of things that happened in the castle she was surprised he wasn't aware of the arrival of the first people to have past his little test. Now being forced to wait was something that didn't sit well with Kat at all and when another man joined them in the room, one they hadn't met before Kat began to wonder the purpose behind the summons. She had her own pressing matters to discuss with Vyse and she'd rather have them in private. she was thinking of a way to get out of this ridiculous situation when the stranger spoke to them, naming each and every one of them as if they were long forgotten friends. Locking her black eyes onto the man Kat tilted her head slightly and sniffed 'Hrm, a mage' she thought condescendingly 'and he named me Katriana so not as familiar with us as he likes to think' Kat snorted and turned her attention elsewhere. It didn't take long for the doors to open once more and allowed Vyse entrance into his own study, Kat stood immediately from her chair and stared at the man as he greeted them all, when he asked his question if they knew why they were there Kat was the first to speak. "Vyse, I have something else to discuss with you, if you want I can allow Katriana to come forth for this meeting, but I implore you that you listen to what I have to say" she spoke, a hint of desperation behind her words.
Marya was slightly shocked when another man joined them and then greeted them friendly "I don't know what you're talking about" she frowned at the man "I didn't and don't need your help to get past any tests Lord Vyse deems to give us" she sneered at him, highly insulted by his insinuation of cheating. It was after that Vyse walked into the room, looking at him expectantly Marya was very much surprised that Kat was the one to speak up, she hadn't expected that and she was curious as to how Vyse would react.
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Post by xaen on Nov 6, 2010 19:41:57 GMT 1
Atlymaer’s face curled into a slight grimace as Kael reminded him rather bitingly about Vyse parameters on that recent mission and before Atlymaer had a chance to justify himself, Marya spat out harsh words of denial towards Atlymaer’s assistance. With a disappointed sigh, the old wizard turned to stare quietly at Katriana expecting a spiteful comment from her as well. To his secret relief she said nothing, but at that moment it occurred to Atlymaer that something was off with the young blonde sorceress. After staring intently for a few seconds Atlymaer found the cause of his confusion. Her hair was raven black and her eyes were black as well. The old wizard mentally cast a simple cantrip that would allow him to see the auras emitted by living beings that displayed personalities. Kael’s and Marya’s auras were as he had expected, a single colour that expressed their personalities. When he looked at Katriana , again he wasn’t overly shocked by the discovery. Katriana had two personality auras. ’Hmm. What is that being be doing there?’ Atlymaer mused silently to himself as he let the spell fade. He never took his eyes off Katriana when the chamber door opened and shut announcing Vyse‘s arrival. Vyse said something, but the old wizard was busy listening more intently to Katriana. “Vyse, I have something else to discuss with you, if you want I can allow Katriana to come forth for this meeting, but I implore you that you listen to what I have to say" she had said, which only confirmed Atlymaer’s suspicions that Katriana was indeed possessed in a way. It slightly shocked the old wizard that no of the others seemed surprised by this other Kat’s presence, but it also made him feel at ease for he now knew that none of them were in any danger. At the moment. Just to be safe he cast another quiet little spell that would tell him its name.
“Vyse, if I may offer my opinion. I think that we should listen to what Katriana has to say. Or rather “Kat” has to say,” The old wizard intoned calmly as he turned to regard his host.
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Post by Culmir on Nov 7, 2010 14:17:08 GMT 1
Cold black eyes locked onto the little mage instantly as he spoke "I have no intention of letting you in on this information, I will allow Katriana to emerge if Vyse wishes to discuss his matters first but I ask him to seek me in private to hear my plea" she sneered, her eyes flicking to Vyse when she mentioned him, somehow trying to convey how important it was for him to listen to her. With a small pang Kat found herself staring at the mage again "cease and desist immediately little mage" she hissed at him, her black tresses crackling with electricity as she stared at the man "If you want to know more about me you can ask, like any other common person rather than sneak your way into my mind in hopes of unravelling my secrets" she smiled mockingly as she flicked her wrist rebuking his spell easily.
Marya snorted at the scene in front of her, she'd never seen Kat swat someone away like a fly before, she was however concerned about what could make the black haired twin to Katriana sound so desperate when she asked Vyse to hear what she had to say in private. It made the young necromancer wonder what could of possibly spooked her to this point.
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Post by xaen on Nov 7, 2010 21:35:54 GMT 1
“My apologies for my unwanted prying. I meant no harm,” Atlymaer favoured Kat with an innocent smile before continuing, “I was just concerned by your presence Kat, since you are more or less possessing Katriana against her will.”
Not bothering to wait for any comment from Kat, he proceed to chatter on, “As you insist, I shall find time to discuss this rare phenomenon with you. So for now keep your secrets.”
Atlymaer felt that his apology was adequate for his transgressions and he deeply hoped that in time she would trust him. But for now the old mage would have to deal with her almost grudge like distrust of him. Atlymaer decided to let the matter go for now and waited for Vyse to say what he had come to say.
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Post by Dracafrey on Nov 20, 2010 15:37:56 GMT 1
Vyse's head dropped as he sat there in silence listening to the guests bicker amongst eachother. Minutes passed with it still going and his patience wearing thin; he slammed his fists down onto the desk causing everyone in the room to stop and stare towards Vyse.
"I have had quite enough of this. Do any of you think argueing amongst yourselves helps anything!"
His head turning to Kat as he stared at her momentarily before speaking.
"And Kat if you have matters to discuss with me, Do it now. The other two recruits that train with you are as valueable as you are. They will be the ones that have your back in the fight. And if you dont trust them, how can they trust you? And as for Atlymaer he is a historian for the most part, and he is here more so for sanctuary purposes, But also has very valuable assest that we can use. So please if you will Kat, I insist you discuss with us your concerns now before I resume on the gathering of this meeting." As Vyse breathing had returned back to normal as he calmed himself after his short outburst to his current company.
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Post by Culmir on Nov 25, 2010 14:48:24 GMT 1
Kat bit back a retort that lay smoldering on her tongue, in stead she smiled sweetly at the mage across the room, no warmth or any kind of nice emotion lay in the facial expression and she soon turned her attention elsewhere. Kat was about to question the young necromancer about how she had managed to get back so fast if she hadn't used magic, she did so the necromancer must of as well. It was the loud bang of Vyse's fists on his well polished desk that made Kat stare at him silently, bending to pick up an ornament that fell of the desk from Vyse's violent outburst. She listened to him as she placed it back on the sleek surface, she could feel the gloating smirk of Katriana in the back of her mind when Vyse ordered her to tell them all what was troubling her. Snarling Kat mentally silenced the blonde sorceress 'hush, this isn't funny' she scolded as if Katriana were a child. Turning her halo black eyes onto Vyse she tilted her head slight, her straight black hair crackling with blue and white electricity, she chose her words carefully "While we were submitted to your training Lord Vyse" she started, trying to keep the contempt out of her voice as she mentioned the training "Something far more dangerous stirred in the north west of these lands, they were thought to be extinct" her eyes flicked momentarily to the mage "He's seen them and doesn't take their presence as serious as he should" she turned her coal black eyes back to Vyse "They're coming now, as we speak, seeking revenge for long past wrongdoings by our ancestors ancestor" pausing Kat pondered her next words. "It is forbidden by my people to forewarn others for them" her eyes flashed to the mage again suspiciously as he seemed to interested in what she was earlier "but in protection for the sorceress in my guard I have to tell you, though we know them by a different name you know the creatures by the term Dragons, and they have all awakened and are heading here right now, ready to burn everyone and everything that stands in their way" she finished, her black eyes glowing a bright blue momentarily as Kat and Katriana both understood the reason why Kat took control from the young sorceress.
Marya's eyes widened as she listened to the black haired Katriana, she had heard myths about the creatures she spoke of, but that's all they were, myths, they couldn't be real. Shaking her head Marya stared at the ground, trying to make sense out of the situation.
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Post by xaen on Nov 25, 2010 22:05:21 GMT 1
Sahtsienriel left his camp shortly after telling his faithful troops about the Apocalypse Knight, he mainly left because he need to think on some rather disturbing thoughts. Sin had wandered off on foot into the forest towards the mountain that loomed over the wood. The afternoon sun made his armour glisten and sparkle as the light reflect off of the celestial alloy; he wore his bird winged human. Sahtsienriel searched his mind for the memories of that distant time when he and the Sin Squadron had faced Brona’s Apocolypse Knights. Those memories brought sorrowful tears to his eyes as he continued to march deeper into the forest without any regard to where he was going. More than half of the Sin Squadron perished that day, for Brona‘s army was vast and it was commanded by beings that adapted quickly to everything. Seven elite cores of Angelic soldiers had set out to face Brona, and only three cores had barely survived. When his memories finally finished drifting through the initial bloodshed, Sin came to the memory of facing the Knight. They had briefly introduced themselves to one another before crossing blades. Their duel lasted for a good hour, before Brona fell and the other Knights retreated; along with his quarry. The name of that particular Knight still made Sin’s entire form boil with anger.
“Dracafrey Consio,” Sin snarled through clenched teeth, to vent his mounting anger Sin pulled his claymore free of its strap on his back and began to hack at the vegetation. With an undignified primal growl, the archangel in human form slashed and sliced his way along in a near silent rage. When Sin could walk no longer and his rage was at its peak, the archangel threw his blade with all of his celestial might at a tree near the mountain summit. The summit was still a good six or seven miles from his position, and yet the power of his throw carried to the tree with enough force that the blade was stuck halfway through the tree. For reasons beyond comprehension, Sin began to howl in laughter as he took flight in pursuit of the weapon. A decently short flight later Sin landed near the sword skewered tree still chortling in crazed mirth. It took the angel several minutes to calm himself, and several more to catch his breath. Sin approached the tree once he was calm and deftly pulled the claymore out of the tree as if the blade had been stuck in butter.
*!Thud!*
Sin spun swiftly on his heel with his sword levelled, eyes darting along the tree line to find the source of the strange sound. But once he saw the source he sheathed his blade and approached the now unconscious Erumaran trainee.
Even though Kat‘s smile was forced, Atlymaer‘s was genuinely friendly and warm towards the strange being. Vyse‘s angry outburst silenced the words that wanted to leap forth from his tongue. The old wizard waited for Kat to speak her mind with great anticipation, and so did the others apparently for the whole room went dead quiet. With an impassive expression glued to his face Atlymaer took in what Kat had to say. “While we were submitted to your training Lord Vyse. Something far more dangerous stirred in the north west of these lands, they were thought to be extinct.” Aside from a single startled blink Atlymaer showed no other hints of a reaction to the cryptic news. Atlymaer didn’t catch her rather accusing statement because old thoughts returned to the foreground of his mind, and he actually began to become as concerned he used to be back when he had first discover the unknown magic force in that distant mountain range. Atlymaer zoned back into the conversation near the end, where she spoke of all the dragons awakening.
“There’s more than one?” A profound look of shock had quickly grown across his young features as he muttered to himself. Moments later, a rather less than innocent smile spread across his lips when the most exquisite of ideas came to him, but he held his tongue so he could hear Vyse’s reaction.
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Post by Culmir on Feb 27, 2011 18:42:25 GMT 1
Kats look of disbelief was quickly replaced with one of exasperation as the mage seemed genuinely startled to hear about the existence of more than one dragon. "Yes there are more, a good deal more too, in every size, shape and colour, I'm surprised you don't know about it as it's your scrying that woke them up in the first place!" Kat practically yelled at him. "Don't look so shocked mage, you're not the only one sensitive to magic being used in the vicinity, at least I was smart enough not to go poking at the greatest threat to humanity while it slept" Kat spat, her nostrils flaring as she took a deep breath to calm herself down. She could feel the shock emanating from Katriana in her head as the timid blonde quietly prodded at her walls inquisitively 'are they really that bad Kat?' the blonde asked in her head. Kat sighed, leaning back into her seat as she arranged her thoughts so to formulate the best to both Katriana and those present in the room with her. Staring at the mage Katriana shook her head a little "Look, I'm sorrym it's not your fault, you didn't know what you were poking at" Kat apologized as she started leaning forward slightly, rubbing wearily at her forehead "It's been..." she paused "a long time since any of my kind has encountered a dragon, let alone an entire army of them, I don't know exactly how many there are, I don't know where they are at right now or what their intentions are, what I do know is that we need to be prepared to start negotiations with them if necessary, I know there's another threat somewhere here, because obviously this army wasn't training for dragons as this isn't the type of training I would recommend if you were planning to take on these." Kat paused staring at Vyse "I don't know your enemy, I wasn't interested in anything of the sort it was Katriana's idea to join this rallying call not mine, so I haven't been cooperative at all, but I'm imploring you, and I can't stress how important this is, if you think we can't negotiate with this enemy of yours to join us against the dragons, we will have to negotiate with the dragons to join us against the other enemy and hope they decide they had enough carnage after that battle is over so that they will go back into hibernation for a long, long time" Kat finished. Leaning back in her chair Kat exhaled slowly, the ball was in Vyse's court now, depending on what his choice would be preparations would have to be made accordingly. 'You did well' Katriana said to the black haired version of herself 'It was good you apologized to the mage, we might need his help in the end, and Vyse will understand the situation, he will weigh his options against one another and make the right decision.' Katriana spoke confidently, though Kat was hard pressed to share her confidence.
Marya's mouth fell open halfway into Kat apologizing to the mage, and then even further as she gave a rather impressive speech directed mostly to the mage and Vyse, those two being the ones that seemed to know most about these kinds of things. Marya glanced furtively at Kael who appeared to be as lost as she was in this, she sidled closed to the impressive archer, feeling more secure in her ignorance as long as she had someone to share it with.
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Post by Dracafrey on Apr 9, 2011 17:41:04 GMT 1
Kael sat there silently listening to each of them talk. Awe struck when Kat began talking about dragons heading for Erumara.
Vyse sat behind his desk calmly nodding slowly after Kat's speech. Turning his head, looking at her intently, motioning her to sit down with hand and then turning his gaze on to Atlymaer and motioned him to sit as well. Waiting for them to do as he had instructed before continuing. Standing up finally as both Kat and Atlymaer reluctantly took their seats, Vyse turned and stared out the window as he began to speak.
"Yes thank you Kat for that information. I am aware of them, not just from our historians, but from past experience."
Vyse smiled to himself as he stared at the window as the room had completely gone silent from what he had just said. Giving a slight sigh he turned back around and faced his company.
"Yes I know these Dragons Kat I was there, and I was there when they left. And Now I believe the reason why they have returned is because of me. I have sensed it ever since they awoke." as his next words became very quiet as he spoke to himself, "I can feel his hatred..." as Vyse snapped back out of his trance and returned looking at his guests. "Well besides them coming here to destroy everything, I dont see how we will manage to aquire the allegiance from someone that has the same goals as them. But if you wish Kat I can send a messenger to search for him, but I fear if we do that I may just be sending one my loyal men to die for no cause. What do you think Kat? what do the rest of you think? should we try to attempt to make contact with the evil that threatens our lands for a peace treaty to take on these dragons, or is send him the peace treaty a waste of our time?" As he sat back and stared out amoungst his guests awaiting for their replies.
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Post by Culmir on Apr 10, 2011 17:29:26 GMT 1
Marya saw Kat opening her mouth to speak but the necromancer beat her to the punch but just a second "Welllll" she drawled, staring at Vyse as he sat back down, acutely aware of the venomous stare being directed her way from the black haired witch to her right. "Personally, I think we ought to try and make contact with whatever other evil is out there, cause if it was me trying to eradicate everyone, I wouldn't want to share the glory with some filthy scaled beast flying around and taking all the fun out of the killing" she said with a smirk, which she wiped off her face smoothly once she noticed Kats raised eyebrow and questioningly look at her. "Think about it, from their perspective, if you were all evil and enjoying terrorizing the towns and generally wreaking havoc everywhere and then BAM" she slammed her fist into the table in front of her "Someone wanders in and starts doing the same damn thing, and mind you dragons do tend to uh, draw attention, considering their size and whatnot, I'd be more than a little upset my party is being crashed by someone else, someone" she paused "bigger" she concluded with a small nod, eyeing Kat wearily as the woman wouldn't take those eerie black eyes off her. When Kat sidled over towards her on the couch Marya jumped up and moved aside, her mind racing to explain why she made that move other than being uncomfortable so close to the black haired alien or whatever she was "Besides" she started, having a stroke of brilliance "If you're so worried about sending one of your precious men Vyse, why don't we send in someone with...an unusual talent" she turned her light grey eyes on Vyse now. "There's a family in Carvahal, who have an unusual daughter, she's what we, necromancers, know as a shifter" she paused "a shapeshifter that is" she turned and looked at the blank expressions of the others with a wry amusement on her face. "I'm fairly sure that if you send a delegate over to the town, you'd find the girl more than willing to aid in the quest, she's been dying to rebel against her father" Marya smirked.
Kat had been watching the necromancer wearily as she spoke, though she had a point in what she was saying she wasn't quite relaying the message clearly, but the general gist of the idea was there. There was however a bit of an odd gleam in those grey eyes as she spoke about how she would feel if she were evil and trying to murder everyone, tilting her head Kat stared at the woman as she continued to speak, inching closer slowly to observe her better. Marya hadn't noticed until a rather saggy pillow of the couch made Kat move much closer than she had intended and had to watch in bitter resentment as the woman launched herself off the couch and was across the room in a couple of silent strides. What she told them next came as a bit of a shock to Kat, she had heard of the shapeshifter races but had never thought there were still those who remained in human form, most chose to become something mingled, half human half animal or complete inanimate objects to avoid being used by tyrant kings. If this shifter was in fact willing to help, she could easily take form of some person to have known contact with the evil and such offer the alliance without risking any guards life, and if things went bad the shifter could easily blend into her surroundings and avoid being harmed. Kat smirked and stared at Vyse, wondering what his reaction would be.
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Post by xaen on Apr 12, 2011 21:36:39 GMT 1
Atlymaer hesitantly took a seat when asked to by Vyse, before the man rose from his own to stand and stare out the window. Without turning his head, he casually informed them that he was aware all along of the dragons presence in this world and he even hinted at being around during the years of their active role in the world before now. Both were stings of information that Atlymaer was completely unaware of, though he casually chuckled at his own lack of perception in his time old age. His earned him a few sharp glares, but he ignored them as the mysterious necromancer spoke with disturbing vigour about massacring innocents. Atlymaer could sense something amiss about her, and his thoughts travelled into the realms of her committing treachery. Quickly he decided that he should keep a watchful eye on the little dark haired necromancer. As she drawled on about her opinion on the proposition presented by Vyse, the old wizard partially zoned out of the conversation as he continued to rationalize his recent plan for the thousandth time. He only ceased pounding his head against the proverbial mental wall, at the mention of the shape shifter. The wizard quietly absorbed this new information, moderately shocked by the necromancer’s ability to have known about the girl’s existence. Atlymaer was terribly confused by this development, for Marya seemed to speak about this shape shifter with a tone that reeked of ulterior motives; plus the odd suggestion to send such a powerful creature into the hands of their enemies, when she probably doesn’t even realize her full potential. Though the plan seemed sound, even if a bit suspicious sounding. For the girl could easily infiltrate this evil group by assuming a familiar trustworthy form of a member, to deliver the message without full risking her life. It could work perfectly, but he will make sure no funny business occurs.
Atlymaer released a long deep throated sigh as shifted on to find a more comfortable position on his chair. He briefly acknowledged the fact that Marya was now standing, as he leaned forward before speaking, “In my opinion Vyse, you should make this momentary treaty with Dracafrey and his group of cohorts.” Atlymaer had unknowingly spoken the name of the evil, as he leaned back and shifted once again finding the new position uncomfortable before continuing, “Also I think what Marya’s plan to use this shape shifter, would be a smart and wise choice. For we will need every soldier, we can muster.” With a flustered grunt the wizard rose from his chair, giving up on trying to seat still in the uncomfortable thing. From there he strode towards the window before turning back so he could face all of them, “Which brings us to a question that I wish an answer too. Would you like me to mass teleport all of your recruits back here to the castle? So that we can begin preparations?”
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Post by Dracafrey on May 31, 2011 2:27:51 GMT 1
Vyse sat calmly in his chair as his guests spoke to him about his question. Thinking over the topic of this changeling seeing how everyone's reaction in the room brightened to the thought of this stranger who can shift into anything at will who supposeable can gain entrance into our enemies base unnoticed. Vyse shook his head slightly to himself as he waited for everyone to go silent. Tilting his head up looking at his guests, as he began speak.
"I do enjoy your thought process, but I do not share your enthusiasm about it. You think this shapeshifter can gain entry to our enemies base unnoticed, where we have not been able to locate it. And what makes you think that our enemy would not notice this person, he is more cunning then you realise, and much more powerful then you can think he is." His eyes shifting over to Atlymaer now.
"And now let the recruits finish their training, they are almost back anyways, there is no need to worry them as of right now."
"But if you all think that this is the best course of action is to bring shapeshifter in to infiltrate our enemies base to attempt to gain contact without dying, so be it. But first bring her here so we can be aquainted before we send her forth. If that is all, you are all dismissed and I will be here waiting for the shapeshifter's arrival." As Vyse stands and waits for his guests final words or quests before they leave his study.
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Post by Culmir on Jun 3, 2011 13:31:06 GMT 1
Marya stared at Vyse when he pondered the option he had presented before him, she could see the little wheels churning within the mans head, weighing his options carefully against each other before basing his decision upon those thoughts. It was in a hush of conversation that the man spoke once again, not revealing his train of thought as he clearly had been putting a lot of thought into this reply. At first Marya was convinced that Vyse was going to shoot down her plan as he started off by listing the potential failures that could possible happen should the decide to utilize the shapeshifters unique talent set. It seemed all the more dour to her when Vyse mentioned his trainees, clearly he felt that his small assembled army of low magic wielders would suffice in bringing down the greatest threat to come upon the lands within a millennia or 2. Marya was going to interrupt the man and explain once again that if they were going to win this possible battle against an army of dragons they were going to need help and you know what they say ‘keep your friends close but your enemies closer’ but that phrase seemed to be a bit far from Vyse’s mind as it were right now. It was therefore a bit of a shock when the man continued, sitting relaxed behind his large desk, even lounging comfortably in his plush chair when he announced that he would in fact give the plan another thought but he wanted to meet the shifter first. “Yes!”Marya exclaimed, her elation getting the better of her and she stared around the room silently, a red mark of shame climbing onto her pale cheeks “I will go and retrieve the girl immediately Vyse sir” she stumbled over her words as she bowed in front of the desk, slamming her head into its polished surface when she bowed. “Ow” she groaned as she quickly righted herself after the collision with the unwavering wood of the writing desk, her slim hand raised to her forehead where a large bump began to bloom, she tentatively probed at it, hissing when it hurt upon pushing it lightly. “I’d best be off then” she chuckled nervously, not really wanting either the mage or the weird witch woman to accompany her on this trip. Marya backed towards the door slowly, still facing all those assembled, she figured if she could just make it through the door and into the hallway she’d be home free, and off on her own personal quest to find a person most likely to come save their scrawny asses from a hellfire induced bitter end. Feeling behind her the young necromancer reached for the doorknob, smiling a broad and fake smile at Katriana and Altymaer who still remained seated on the couch in Vyse’s office, though they wore puzzled expressions as they all stared at her quite oddly. Her hand touched the cool metal of the doorknob, she twisted it firmly, hearing the familiar snick of the bolt retrieving from the wooden doorframe, she tugged the door forward, sidestepping to slide behind the door before pulling it shut firmly, ah freedom at last!
Katriana leaned back into the couch, her eyes wearily intend upon the ecstatic necromancer who was practically jumping up and down with jubilation upon hearing Vyse’s decision to meet with the shapeshifter. The woman was even so exuberant in showing her delight she managed to promptly bash her head against Vyse’s desk and hurt herself in the process. Rolling her eyes the black haired inhabitant of Katrianas form followed the fleeting figure of Marya with her keen gaze, she understood what the woman was planning to do all too well and she wasn’t sure she was agreeing with this, if she would be the one retrieving this shapeshifter, who was to say that on their journey back to the castle Marya wouldn’t be filling her in on certain etiquette she would have to follow, for all they knew this shifter could be easily swayed either side, and act as a double spy for the evil doers in the country at the moment. Marya herself was being far to skittish to ease the sorceresses nerves and she wasn’t planning on allowing the necromancer to make this journey by herself as it would be taking far too long, she had seen herself how slow the young woman could be at certain points, she had certainly showed that when they were doing their small training course. Though she did show remarkable aptitude in solving problems like the marsh her actions were a bit too rash and not at all well thought of, who in their right mind would strap two dead crocodiles to each other to serve as a living raft. When she saw the necromancer grope for the doorknob the woman raised an eyebrow curiously, did she really assume that if she kept her eyes on them that she would manage to confuse them and not have them realize that she was intending to leave this assembly as soon as possible to get on with her own agenda, one Katriana intended to find out. When the door slammed shut the sorceress got up from her seat “I will accompany Marya, to make sure she doesn’t take the long route to Carvahal, I’m not sure she knows the way quite well you see” she smiled at Vyse “No worries, I’ll allow Katriana to come forth, the necromancer seems more at ease around my blonde counterpart” she continued upon seeing Vyse’s expression. Opening the door the sorceress stepped through Marya was already going down the flight of stairs and preparing to start her trip to Carvahal on her own ’I’ll give you back control now, just keep an eye on Marya please’ Kat thought to the blonde that resided silently in her head who gave her a mental shrug ’sure, I’ll make sure she doesn’t do anything stupid’ She replied. Shuddering the black haired Kat closed her eyes, shimmering the blonde seemed to seep back into the strands of hair like ink being poured from a bottle and Katriana found herself back in control over her body, the transition between the two of them seemed to become smoother every time. Katriana made it down the flight of stairs easily enough and found herself walking besides Marya “I’m coming with” she declared cheerily.
”You’re just going to slow me down” Marya retorted as she stared at the blonde walking next to her, so the parasite had let up control huh, she thought eyeing the woman darkly, she didn’t trust her at all, who was to say Kat wouldn’t be jumping in at any second and putting some weird kind of hex on her, shuddering at the thought Marya picked up the pace, her longer legs easily outpacing Katrianas shorter ones.
“well who said you have a choice to begin with” Katriana shot back as she hobbled along, actually having to run short periods of time to keep up with the taller necromancer who seemed intend upon getting rid of Katriana by simply outmatching her in speed, but the sorceress had a trick up her sleeve of her own. She focused her will slowly as she stopped momentarily, gathering the force of her spellwork in her hands, balls of ice blue energy accumulating within her outstretched palms before she sent the orb flying towards her feet, engulfing them in blue flames, immensely speeding up her progress the blonde sorcreress caught up quickly to the necromancer, even passing her at one point, only to hear the womans teeth gnashing and grinding in annoyance. Quite smug Katriana continued to walk ahead of Marya, keeping her eyes open on the nearby barn she knew should be around here somewhere, she hoped that there they would be able to arrange some kind of deal and borrow some horses perhaps, glancing behind her she made sure Marya was still sticking to the path, she went ahead a little further, just over the hill she was gliding over now she could spot it nestled quietly in the small little bowl that the surrounding smooth hills provided. the barn wasn’t big but the land being cordoned off by fences around it was a large quantity and Katriana could clearly see the many sheep and cows grazing happily in the meadow. She waited on top of that hill for Marya to catch up to her once again before she spoke to the highly annoyed necromancer “We can get horses there, that should speed up the process immensely“ she was actually quite proud of her own ingeniousness as Kat hadn’t even pondered that option, her first intentions were to simply teleport directly to the homestead of this alleged shapeshifter and demand her participation in saving their kingdom from impending doom. Katriana had delicately explained that around here people just didn’t pop into other peoples homes uninvited and demand their service Ti’ane, Katrianas former mentor had actually discussed the topic of shapeshifters briefly with Katriana before they had parted ways, and Katriana knew about the history they shared with the Erumaran people, how they used to be enslaved to the crown, forced to serve whether they were willing or not, it was still the main reason why most shifters chose to become an inanimate object. Grudgingly Kat had agreed that her plan would be better in this case, but only upon agreeing that on their way back they would in fact be teleporting, gods knew how many days of respite they still had and really they had no time to waste on trivial things like sightseeing merrily on their journey back.
Marya was rapidly becoming tired from her own set pace, she hadn’t of course taken into account that blasted little advantage Katriana had, her magic, no doubt that black haired bitch had helped her concoct those nasty blue flaming shoes that now adorned Katrianas feet, did the woman offer to make the same adjustments to Maryas feet? Of course she didn’t humans were all the same, always thinking about themselves and nothing else, why would they care that necromancer didn’t have unlimited stamina, why would that be their problem? Marya thought nastily as she glared at the blonde gliding ahead of her. More than once she had thought of simply taking another route but the sorceress kept a wary eye on the necromancer, probably on orders of that black parasite inside her, she didn’t trust that one as far as she could throw her, which wasn’t very far. By the time she reached Katriana who was lounging casually on top of a small hill she was exhausted and ready to call it quits for the day, they should set up some form of camp and continue in the morning when Katriana made the smart suggestion to barter for horses, it would be easier and the only pains they’d have to deal with would be their asses from all the hobbling up and down on the beasts backs. “Fine you take care of that then, people don’t generally like my kind” she said grumbling , in honesty she just didn’t want to walk another step.
Katriana arched an eyebrow curiously at the necromancer before shrugging and starting her descent down the hillside, it didn’t take her long to reach the barn where a large buxom woman was busy churning butter the old fashioned way “good afternoon” Katriana started causing the woman to look up startled from her backbreaking work “Morn” she replied before continuing her work, keeping her eyes on Katriana however “what can I do you for?” she asked as she seemed to know that Katriana was contemplating how to ask something. “Well I was wondering if we could perhaps borrow 2 of your horses, you see we’re on a mission from Lord Vyse back in the castle to go retrieve a very important person from Carvahal, we will of course return the animals as swiftly as possible” she smiled. Standing up now the woman placed her hands on her back as it cracked loudly, her ruddy face appraising Katriana carefully “I suppose if its for Lord Vyse I’ll allow it, just wait here I’ll get our best two horses” she said before turning around and heading inside the barn. She returned a few moments later with two horses saddled and bridled, one a chestnut mare and the other a black stallion “these are our best two, they’re fast and reliable” she handed Katriana the reigns as she nodded her thanks “great we won’t be very long, I suspect it will be a mere trip of a day and a half, so we should be back within 3 days with your horses” Katriana smiled her widest smile as she led the horses away from the barn and up the hill. She tossed Marya the stallions reigns, figuring the necromancer would be best suited with the stallion rather than the mellow mare. “Let’s get a move on” Katriana spoke cheerfully as she mounted and trotted down the path.
Marya didn’t believe her eyes when Katriana actually returned with two horses, she didn’t think people around here were so easily persuaded but she didn’t care, as long as she didn’t have to make this trip on foot. It took them all a day and a half of none stop riding to reach the relatively small town of Carvahal and they found themselves at a local inn, asking surreptitiously about a family that couldn’t of moved to this village before long as they trekked around a lot. It didn’t take them all that long to surmise that the family they were looking for were living a little ways outside of the town, near a small stream that seemed to flow down through a small assortment of trees, apparently their eldest daughter hung around there a lot. Mounting their horses once more they set off to find this mysterious woman and persuade her to help them.
Loracynn had been away from her house since that morning when she woke up, it was a lovely spring day and she’d like to spend those sitting by the small stream running through her little private collection of trees, telling her sister Jade all sorts of exciting stories while she morphed into the characters she used in her stories, mostly they were minor shifts and wouldn’t wear her out too much. She was just finishing up turning her hair a violent shade of purple turning her nose a bit longer and making her eyes red for her favourite evil witch she named Villein. Just as she was about to dart around the small clearing where her sister was watching in rapt attention two people pushed through the short underbrush that kept this small enclosed patch of grass hidden from most people. One was blonde and wearing a broad smile while the other had raven hair and was scowling heavily at the blonde who held her hands up in a universal gesture of pacifying as she approached them. “Hi” the blonde spoke as Loracynn stared at them openmouthed her little sister Jade scurrying behind her big sister who still looked very much unlike what she usually did, she could feel the drop in her energy as she morphed back to what she normally looked like. Usually this was sufficient to scare off any intruders but these two merrily exchanged glances as they watched the weird transformation take place before their eyes. Loracynn narrowed her eyes as she held her arms protectively spread in front of her younger sister, her eyes frantically looking for a way out as the blonde merrily sat down on the ground “We just want to talk okay” she spoke. Unsure of what to make of this the young shapeshifter found herself looking back and forth between the two strange women, the blonde seemed to be genuinely friendly whereas the black haired woman seemed to be a bit strange but was eying her with apparent greed in her eyes, and her gaze kept flicking to her sister constantly who was trembling behind Loracynn. “It’s okay Jade, go home, tell mom and dad to start packing” she whispered to her sister “whatever you do, don’t shift” she added hurriedly as she felt the telltale rippling in her sisters skin. “Why Lora?” Jade asked her timidly but out of earshot of their two intruders “Because they’re here to collect a shifter” Loracynn whispered back. Jade’s eyes widened as she backed away from her sister slowly as Loracynn kept her eyes locked onto the two women “My sister will be leaving now, don’t follow her or try to stop her and I’ll listen to what you have to say” she said clearly as she motioned for Jade to get a move on. Katriana merrily nodded as she seated herself more comfortably on the ground, shooting an angry glare at Marya who crossed her arms defensively and was following the shifters sister with her eyes. Once Loracynn was sure of her sisters safe departure did she relent and sit down on the lush grass herself “Okay talk” She said plainly.
Katriana shot a furtive glance at Marya who made an impatient hand wave at her, indicating she could tell the story to her, having given up on trying to talk to the shifter herself with Katrianas annoying presence around. Smiling Katriana looked at the woman sitting opposite from her, she was so young, but then again maybe she preferred to look that way and was really much older than she was willing to show, one never knew with a shifter. “My name is Katriana and that is Marya” she started, pointing at Marya who gave a bit of a head nod in acquiescence “We were sent here by Lord Vyse in order to ask you to please help us fend off a threat currently looming over this kingdom” Katriana chose her words carefully, aided by the whispering voice of her blacked haired companion inside her head. “We won’t force you to do anything, we’re just asking you to come with us, hear us out as we explain the situation at the castle and allow you to make the choice ultimately, all we ask is that you listen to us, well, Lord Vyse as he’s the one who will be giving you the information” Katriana concluded with a smile.
Marya grumbled, she had to give it to the blonde, she knew how to put delicate matters into a sentence without revealing too much key information. If it had been Marya telling the shifter what they wanted from her she would of divulged much more, telling her about the double threats from both the unknown enemy residing somewhere in Erumara as well as the dragons that had taken refuge somewhere in the mountains according to the latest whispers that travelled the country.
This was the moment Loracynn had been hoping for, she had begged her parents to allow her to travel to the castle, she wanted to report to the summons of all magic wielding personae and see if she could make a difference in this world, unlike her parents who preferred to sit around and pretend to be normal as they had long since settled into their chosen forms. It took a large amount of willpower not to jump up immediately and exclaim a loud YES! To these people, obviously she would need to break this news to her parents first, and then they would have to make sure they could relocate to another location in case the crown did deem it prudent to enslave her sister as well, who certainly didn’t share Loracynns sentiment and willingness to prove her capability. “Very well” Loracynn spoke “I’ll accompany you to the palace and listen to what you have to propose as long as you can vouch that no matter what I decide to do I will be allowed to leave when I choose and no repercussions will be made against me or my family” she said with an eyebrow arched challengingly. The blonde chuckled “Girl, if it comes to you wanting to leave, I will personally teleport you to wherever you want to go” she said with a overextended hand maneuver that made Loracynn wonder what was up with this woman. “Okay, wait here while I go grab some things from my home and explain to my parents where I am going” she ordered as she got up from her grassy spot. The walk from her secluded spot to her house didn’t take long, though Loracynn frequently double backed to make sure she wasn’t actually followed by either woman as the look on the black haired one wasn’t one to convince her that she would listen. The small house came into view shortly, it was shaded by the large willow tree that stood beside it with its drooping branches, Jade’s shoes were sitting outside on their porch as their mother didn’t allow anyone to wear shoes within their home. Kicking off her own footwear Loracynn stepped into their quaint home, immediately assaulted by two angry parents who were standing both opposite of the door, arms crossed and scowling heavily “What have you done?” they demanded in unison. Loracynn cringed “Look it’s my choice okay, I didn’t go to them, they came to us” she jumped to her own defense, as she glared at Jade who peeked from behind their parents. “Yeah that’s what Jade told us” Loracynns mother said as she still wouldn’t relent from their disapproving gaze “Question is how they found out about us in the first place” she continued as she raised an eyebrow accusingly at her eldest daughter. Loracynn was getting angry now, her skin rippling as her nails extended and small bristles appeared out of her skin as was typical when her temper flared “Yeah, like I purposefully showed my skills in the hopes that someone, possibly, might be able to carry note of it to the castle and that it magically appeared in the right hands and then have them send out envoys to come pick me up” she snarled as she glared at her parents. “Well you’re always going on and on about how you want to serve the greater cause, we just moved here and poof, two people show up asking for your help” Loracynns father said exasperated. Glaring heavily Loracynn crossed her own arms now, leaning her weight on one leg “Yeah well don’t you think I would of done this sooner then, since I clearly disagree with your incapability to accept that people sometimes need our kind of help” she shot back, she had rehearsed this argument many a times in her head. “Lora” her mother placated “We just want to make sure nothing bad happens to you or your sister” she placed her hand lightly on Jade’s shoulder to emphasize her point. Loracynn laughed “That’s all good and well, but I’m telling you flat out that I want to do this, and you’re not going to stop me, it’s my choice, isn’t that what you always taught us, the shifter creed, do what you want, be what you want” she yelled. Taken aback by her vehemence Loracynns parents stumbled back, they hadn’t thought of that before, they didn’t know Loracynn would take it that way anyhow, if they had known they wouldn’t of schooled her so thoroughly. “Fine” her father snapped “Go ahead, if this is what you want then so be it, just don’t drag us into it, we’ll be leaving the minute you walk out that door, when you’ve decided you want to return to be normal like us, then you can come and look for us, until then, don’t bother” Loracynn glared at her parents “That suits me perfectly” she retorted sarcastically as she stormed off into her own small room, tossing some clothes haphazardly into a bag, stuffing some small trinkets she had sentimental feelings for on top of it all before closing it and slinging it over her shoulder. She darted back into the living room “Goodbye then” she spoke harshly, her back turned to her family before she stormed out the door and returned to the clearing where Katriana and Marya awaited her return.
Katrianas face split into a smile when Loracynn returned to them all packed and ready to go “Ready then?” she asked the shifter, seeing clear signs of anger still on the young womans face who nodded tersely “Yeah, how will we be going there?” she asked snappishly. Katrianas smile never wavered as she placed her hand onto Loracynns arm lightly feeling the bristles pricking into her skin, her other hand on Marya’s outstretched arm, while in the other she held the reigns of the two borrowed horses ”We jump” she said as she concentrated her will, with the aid of her black haired companion she whispered the incantation softly, if Kat had been controlling her she could of done it nonverbally but Katrianas powers weren’t as strong as her counterparts. With a blue flash they were transported from one location to the small barn resting just outside of the village surrounding the castle. “We just have to return these” Katriana explained upon seeing Loracynns confused expression, though it might be disorientation as well she wasn’t sure. Taking over the reins from Marya Katriana led the two now skittish horses back to the barn where she tethered them to the fence, there for the owner to find. Once again in the company of Loracynn and Marya she once again placed her hands onto the two and zapped them off to the courtyard of the castle, thinking it would be impudent to be landing in Vyse’s study directly. Katriana whirled, her blue eyes finding a startled page “You!” she ordered as the man stiffened more, shocked into obedience “Tell Lord Vyse Marya and Katriana have returned with our guest” she smiled as the youthful page ran off swiftly before turning to her companions “now we wait to be summoned” she said cheerily.
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