Rebuilding a home (Past - Open)
Adventurer
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Acheron Drakonus Auriolas Thaeden, Drake Phoenix, Acheron the Mad
Race: Recombinent/Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: Unkown
Clan/Family: House Thaeden/House Phoenix
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Post by Acheron the Mad on Aug 5, 2017 5:58:31 GMT -8
((Before I start: This story line is taking place in the past, about a year back when I first returned to Tyran from my leave of absence. If you want to step into the rp keep in mind that all the events that are to occur in this thread are taking place long before current events now. Thank you and Enjoy!))
Acheron sat on a boulder embedded in one of the large mountains, overlooking the lands of Tyran. He found himself thoroughly distracted by a thought that continuously lingered. He continued to scan the horizon, adjusting his glasses as he sat in the cold and ate what looked to be the last bites of a sandwich, a mug of some unknown hot liquid in his opposite hand.
"Well... I've had better." He said, finishing his sandwich and taking a good gulp of his drink. "Now we just have to-" He said before getting cut off in his head. "No, I just wasn't a fan of how it was put together is all. I would have preferred less turkey and more beef... well that's just your opinion." He continued to argue with himself, standing to his feet as he looked over the land once more.
"Alright enough you two." He said to himself, finishing his drink and making a motion with his hand, the cup suddenly vanishing into thin air. "We need to come together and decide where we are going to set up." He said, looking over the land. He put his index fingers and thumbs together, making a rectangular space with his hands as he looked through as if to picture something as he slowly panned across the land.
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Adventurer
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Acheron Drakonus Auriolas Thaeden, Drake Phoenix, Acheron the Mad
Race: Recombinent/Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: Unkown
Clan/Family: House Thaeden/House Phoenix
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Post by Acheron the Mad on Aug 28, 2017 18:36:17 GMT -8
Acheron would descend the mountain into the valley below, a hidden place in Tyran away from prying eyes. The only ones that would come across this place would be those of flight, unable to enter into the hidden valley from land... not yet anyways. Once landed back on the ground he would walk the valley a little, wasting hours as he made his way along the valley's ground to his destination.
He would finally come to the place he was seeking, the ruins along the ground that filled a good portion of the valley floor. What looked to be a large fortress once stood here, or based on it's appearance it would almost seem as if it had crashed to the ground from flight. Indeed it was Acheron's fortress, his grand library that once traveled the skies of Tyran and the land around it. When Acheron's power had vanished from the land the fortress fell where he had it last, hidden in the valley where her enjoyed staying during his time in Tyran. It didn't seem as though anything or anyone had made home in the valley as of yet and he would be sure to reclaim it if he had anything to say about it.
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Adventurer
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Acheron Drakonus Auriolas Thaeden, Drake Phoenix, Acheron the Mad
Race: Recombinent/Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: Unkown
Clan/Family: House Thaeden/House Phoenix
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Post by Acheron the Mad on Aug 28, 2017 18:47:29 GMT -8
Acheron walked the ruins, reliving the bygone days as he gazed upon the rubble of the fortress. He would begin to laugh, sadistically and took his head into his hand as he continued to walk. "No no no no no no..." He would say, repeating the word to himself as if it were a mantra. His eyes would flash white suddenly and markings would appear on his body. He began to float into the sky and laugh sadistically again. "Behold! For I the primal god has returned!" He would say, his voice booming and echoing as he floated into the sky. Three sets of massive phoenix wings would spread from his back, the five long tails of a phoenix falling from his back towards the ground as he rose. Sparks flew from his body as if he were a flame and the runes began to glow brightly on his body. "I am the ultimate primal force! Bow down to me mortals for I am Drake Phoenix!" He roared, lifting his head into the sky and began to laugh. The light would fade as he lost his composure and began to laugh hysterically, clutching his head and closing his eyes as he lowered back towards the ground. The wings and tail reseeded into him and the markings faded.
"I can't believe that was who I was once." He laughed, touching back to the ground and bending over, nearly falling over as he laughed. "What a megalomaniac! How inflated could an ego get!" He laughed, clutching his waist as he let out a hearty laugh. He shook his head, his laugh finally fading as he tapped his cane to the ground a couple times. "Well of course... it was like an extended rebellious phase... I've never been one to completely discard my youth and childishness am I right?" He laughed, looking to his side as he spoke to seemingly nobody.
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Adventurer
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Acheron Drakonus Auriolas Thaeden, Drake Phoenix, Acheron the Mad
Race: Recombinent/Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: Unkown
Clan/Family: House Thaeden/House Phoenix
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Post by Acheron the Mad on Sept 1, 2017 3:41:05 GMT -8
He would look about him at the ruins and tap his cane again before digging the end of the cane a little into the dirt with a twist. He wouldn't do it for long however before lifting the cane and tossing it into the air, catching it with his hand again after a second with a chuckle.
"Absolutely not!" He would agree with himself before turning on his heel and walking back a few steps, turning about when he was a good distance away from where he had stopped in the first place. He would raise his hand, followed by the erection of the cane that he held like the wand of an orchestra director preparing for a piece and he would stand still. His arms outstretched before him as he looked over the rubble and ruins. He would stand there silently for what seemed like an eternity, looking out at the sight before him.
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Adventurer
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Acheron Drakonus Auriolas Thaeden, Drake Phoenix, Acheron the Mad
Race: Recombinent/Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: Unkown
Clan/Family: House Thaeden/House Phoenix
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Post by Acheron the Mad on Sept 1, 2017 15:22:55 GMT -8
Acheron closed his eyes, feeling the wind pass by him as he stood still despite his stance. The way he was standing one might be able to knock him over with a breeze, his feet close together giving him very little grounding. He would take in a deep breath, slowly exhaling before he would make another sound. His long white hair flowed behind him, the black ribbon that tied it back flowing higher in the wind as if competing with his hair for the wind.
"Bum... bubudadaba..." He would begin before making a face, his arms gaining some slack. "No that is how it-" He started, his brows furrowing. "No I am sure..." He continued, opening his eyes and looking to the ground as if something was there. "No... yes... ah wait..." He would say, letting out a chuckle before losing the slack and closing his eyes again. He would once again take a deep breath and clear his throat. "Babum... budadabadabum..." He would sound a tune from his mouth before raising his cane as if ready to wave it around, commanding the orchestra to sound off before the first piece of the night was played.
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Adventurer
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Acheron Drakonus Auriolas Thaeden, Drake Phoenix, Acheron the Mad
Race: Recombinent/Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: Unkown
Clan/Family: House Thaeden/House Phoenix
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Post by Acheron the Mad on Sept 7, 2017 8:06:50 GMT -8
Acheron stood a moment still in silence, closing his eyes before taking in a deep breath. His arms would begin to move fast, his wrist flicking and twirling the cane in his hand and his aura would flow out like tendrils, swirling and wrapping around the whole area. With his aura encompassing the stone once more the fortress ruins would recognize him and all at once the stone began to shake and rumble. The tower would begin to rebuild itself one brick at a time. One by one it reformed, lifting and moving, shifting and stacking as he waved his wand around. He looked to be enjoying the music in his head, watching as every piece of his fortress had a place of its own, when a piece was in the wrong place it would shift and twist until it found it's rightful place amongst the others.
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