Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jun 9, 2017 12:58:42 GMT -8
Something was happening in Alder woods, a battle that would shake the foundation of the surrounding land and change the lives of those who lived within it. As a result of the battle, a young man would use a spell and bring the very trees alive to help protect others from this threat. As the trees came alive, the roots of the tree that had found their way through the concrete and into Yawn's cell suddenly lifted up and the ceiling of her cell gave way. Luckily she was awake at this time and was able to move away from the sound quick enough to not get hurt from the falling rubble and dirt. Now a hole in the forest ground, Yawn slowly came to realize that her cell was no longer able to keep her incarcerated. She curled up beneath the dirt that had fallen on her, unsure of what to make of the events that transpired however the sound of fighting from afar were enough to make her feel unsafe and after some time she decided to climb out. She was in rags, cover in dirt and soot. She wore iron cuffs on each of her four wrists, the chains on each cuff nearly rusted away entirely. A crude black collar adorned her neck, the leather seemed uncomfortable however there was no apparent way of removing the collar. Similar in make, a black blindfold adorned her face, covering her eyes from the light and blinding her. A crude lock was hidden behind her long matted black hair, forcing the blindfold to ever stay in place on her face tightly. As she pulled herself from the wreck her pale skin could be seen in contrast of the dirt. Anyone who may still be in the forest might notice such a creature with porcelain skin pulling itself from the ground like the undead. As she reached the surface, it would be apparent that her four arms weren't the only oddity as her legs past her hips seemed to fuse together into a massive tail covered in black snake scales. This was only natural considering Yawn was a naga.
The chain of events that occurred next would find Yawn being carted through the woods, hand in hand with the very man that freed her from her incarceration. Yawn felt her hand being squeezed again, she moved closer to him as he explained about his makeshift shelter and she nodded silently. It wasn't long before they were finally moving through the forest towards his shelter. Yawn listened to the birds in the trees, she could feel the wind around her and she couldn't help but straggle behind a little. There was so much that was new to her and she wasn't even allowed to see any of it. Her body slithered behind Kairn as he guided her through the forest towards his shelter and away from Ansem...
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Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2017 20:18:35 GMT -8
Kairn took his time guiding her through the woods since she seemed to be getting caught in her surroundings. Finally they reached an old house deep in the woods. The cobblestone path had grown over and vines covered the house proper almost entirely "Here we are, i found this place while scouting for a camp sight. The house has been reclaimed by nature but its still sturdy so we wont have to worry about the floor or ceiling giving away on us." "The barrier will give you a slight tingle for a second, but after first passing it you wont feel it anymore. The tingle is it accepting your passage" They passed a set of stones that had been set up around the place as the base for the barrier, indeed it did tingle a bit, as if you walked through a curtain made of feathers. He guides her up to the house and into the door "Theres an old bed you can sit on to the left here. Im going to get some food cooked for us" He lets go of her hand and moves over to the fireplace and gets a fire going. He looks over to her "Go ahead and rest a bit, im going to run down to the river behind the house, get us some water and the deer meat from my stash. I'll knock before coming back in so if you want to remove your veil and look around a bit, feel free to, i'll make sure not too look" Attachments:
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jun 10, 2017 15:48:31 GMT -8
Yawn nodded silently as he explained the suroundings. A lot of what he told her meant little to her as she was blind but she did her best to make sense of it all. She indeed felt a tingle as they passed through the barrier, the feeling making her a little uneasy however it passed quickly. She cocked her head as he explained that a bed was to the left of the room. Being a slave since her early childhood she did not understand what this bed thing was that he talked about nor did she know what this left was.
She listened to him with a light nod, her hands fidgiting with themselves as she stood looking dumb in the doorway. When he released her hand she nearly panicked as her hands would suddenly reach out, trying to find him again. After finding the wall of the house next to the door however she calmed down a bit, reminding herself that she was safe. She used her hands as eyes as she crawled across the wall, slowly feeling around the house. She would knock anything she came across down, moving slowly until finally finding the bed. The springy sensation of the matress surpriaing her.
After a moment of comming to terms with what she had found, she decided to sit on it, assuming such a springy object must be this bed he spoke of. Once seated on the bed the rest of her tail gad finally found its way into the cabbin, curling uo around the foot of the bed as she waited for him to return. Hos last words bounced around in her mind, reaching back to feel the lock on the back of her mask again and letting out a sigh. She was a prisoner, even if she wanted to she didn't have his magic and certainly didn't have a key to the lock.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2017 15:58:23 GMT -8
Kairn moved down to the river with a bucket in hand. He gathers up some water then pulls a burlap bag out of the river where he kept the meat, to keep it cold. He takes a few thick pieces of venison from the sack then ties it back up and puts it back into the river. The river wasnt very far from the house, she could probably hear it even inside. He heads back up the path and knocks on the door.
He waits for a sign that it was ok then heads inside and gets to cooking after giving her a cup of water to drink after the walk they made from ansem. He slices up the venison into thin steaks as he puts some water on to boil. He tossed a few potatoes from a sack sitting in the corner into the water. He didnt think she would want one since many naga were carnivores, though he had met an omnivorous one before so he tossed one in for her all the same. "Shouldnt be too long"
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jun 10, 2017 22:18:27 GMT -8
Yawn sat on the bed awkwardly, her first set of hands fidgeting with one another while the other set rested on the bed, giving her some semblance of support. Her pointed ears twitched with every sound from outside, hearing the sounds of the river rushing nearby. She could hear something dip into the water from a ways off, wondering if that was the man who she had met. She waited for him to return, hearing the knock on the door. She spoke up, making an unintelligible sound to notify him that it was safe to enter. She didn't know really what to say, having not communicated with people in years. She was rusty with her language, only able to keep up due to her many hours of talking with herself. The thought of being in the presence of another person made her cry again, tears steaming down her cheek from beneath the mask. She didn't make a sound however, having been trained to cry silently thanks to her captors.
Her nose twitched and she raised her head, following the sweet scent of venison as he began to cut the meat. Before she could help it she was almost falling off the bed, leaning desperately towards the scent of food. She had spent so long eating rats and insects from the walls of her cell, the smell of properly prepared food made her mouth literally water, causing a strange scene as her mouth and eyes both watered uncontrollably. Thinking of the food her jaw became slack, causing her mouth to open as if she was preparing to eat already and instinctively her long, sharp venomous fangs extended, bearing clearly in her mouth. She had four venomous snake like fangs among the row of more normal teeth. Two sets of retractable fangs on both her upper and lower jaw in place of her canines and lateral incisors. The rest of her teeth look quite normal in size, only abnormality being all her teeth seemed to end in sharp points like a carnivore instead of flat omnivorous teeth. Being so enraptured in the scent of food she didn't even notice she was bearing her fangs at the man, her fangs extending in her mouth as if preparing to strike. The only saving grace of her current look was in her slacked jaw, looking less like a beast readying to strike and more like an idiot gawking.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2017 23:10:39 GMT -8
Kairn continued to cook getting the meat heated. He stopped for a moment upon seeing her sitting there drooling, but it didn't take long for him to notice she was reacting to the food, not planning to make him food. He grins a bit then picks up an uncooked piece of venison "Ixen" Flame coiled around the meat cooking it within a few seconds. "It seems you are more hungry than i thought. Here have a piece to tide you over until i'm finished cooking"
He sets the cooked piece on a plate then sets it next to her on the bed. "Its next to you on the bed, don't want to loose an arm if i hand it straight to you" He laughs some then continues cooking the steaks and checking on the potatoes. "I see from your teeth you don't eat vegetables, just meat. Its all right, just means i'll stuff myself more on potatoes than steak tonight"
It wouldn't take long for him to finish the steaks, at which point he would add more steaks to her plate. "Be careful, these ones are more hot than the last one" He didn't have anything in terms of silverware but he doubted that would affect her all that much.
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jun 11, 2017 14:36:40 GMT -8
Yawns tongue lolled out of her mouth as she leaned closer. Her tongue extended nearly four feet and was forked at the end. She suddenly snapped out of her expression as she heard him speak a word, unintelligible as a normal word to her she assumed he was casting a spell again. She cocked her head as she listened to him, biting gently at her lower lip as he suggested food. As he placed the plate next to her she reached down, finding the plate with her hands rather quickly. She didn't take the plate however but instead took the meat off the plate, bringing it up to her face and smelling it once before scarfing it down. She ate like a starving dog, not caring for any manners as she tore into the meat and ate so fast she nearly choked on it. As she finished she let out a sigh, nodding to him with a faint smile. Once he placed more meat on the plate it became apparent to her that the plate was important, picking the plate up to place in her lap as she continued to eat the rest of the meat in the same fashion. She took the next piece of meat into her mouth almost as fast as he placed it on the plate, the hot meat nearly burning her mouth. It was apparent that she was in discomfort as the meat seemed too hot to eat right away but her hunger betrayed her, fighting through the burning to eat the meat on her plate. She made whimpering sounds as she ate, not unlike an audible cat eating it's food.
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jun 11, 2017 15:35:29 GMT -8
That old guy was taking a leisurely stroll through the forest when he came across the decrepit cabin. He had known about the cabin for a long time yet this was the first time he had seen any activity. Furthermore someone had set up a barrier around the cabin. The old man stepped over the threshold, walking through the barrier as if it were nothing at all. he made a little old man grunt as he walked towards the cabin, only to stop short of the side, setting down on a large boulder that had been sitting beside the house. He rested his old bones, taking out the pipe from within his robes. He would take out another tool as well, planning on cleaning out his pipe. The tool scraping the inside of the pipe would make a funny noise.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2017 15:38:44 GMT -8
Kairn watched her have difficulty eating the steaks and not giving them time to cool off. "You far more hungry than i thought..." He had brought a large chunk of venison figuring he would need a good amount, so there was no fear of running out...unless she could eat abnormal amounts of food. He had seen it before, a visitor to the coliseum years ago before he was free could eat enough food for ten people.
He continued to cook the steaks for her though after setting them on the plate he would tap it quickly before she could grab it "Rilg" The spell was a cooling spell, just a quick burst to cool it so it wouldnt burn her mouth. After several steaks though he had to stop, dig a vial of yellow fluid out of his pouch and drink it. He had used quite a potent spell bringing those trees to life after all.
He continues to cook for her until she would seem full before fixing his own plate. His thoughts moving to the training he would need to increase his magic reserves. He preferred alchemy but figured while being in Tyran it wouldnt hurt to brush up his base magic as well. He breaks his thoughts for a moment when he feels the barrier disturbed. "Stay here, we have an unknown visitor"
He walks outside his hand on the hilt of his blade while the other made a clawed shape, a prerequisite for a spell. He saw the old man sitting there cleaning his pipe but did not lower his guard, It took someone either gifted in barriers or someone quite physically strong to break the barrier "May i help you sir?"
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jun 11, 2017 21:45:41 GMT -8
Yawn smiled to him as she continued to eat, taking a moment to breath as she listened to him speak. "I-I h-have been in the ground ever s-since I c-could remember. Th-This is s-s-so much better th-than the r-r-rats a-and bugs I am u-used to." She stuttered, still finding it hard to keep up with herself as she ate the food. Her appetite might well have been on the side of abnormal, leaving only a couple steaks for him by the time she was nearly full. She smiled as she leaned back, breathing softly as she lay her head on the bed. She cocked her head a couple times, hearing the sound of someone outside. She curled up on the bed, trying her best to fit her entire body on the single bed as she back into the corner of the bed against the wall. Her suspicions were almost instantly confirmed as the kind man had noticed the intruder as well. She nodded to him as told her to stay, waiting for him to get rid of the visitor.
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jun 11, 2017 21:54:31 GMT -8
That old guy looked up, clearing his throat a bit as Kairn approached him. He did not falter however, continuing to clean his pipe a little longer before finally acknowledging the young man. "Nobody owns the forest young man... and I have been by and by this cabin many times before you decided to make it your own." He said, taking his time to put away the tool and take out some herbs. He filled his pipe with the herbs, placing the little vial back into his robe and securing the herbs inside the pipe. "I am merely resting my bones. I am old and sometimes old people need to rest." The old man lit his pipe with the fire that appeared from his thumb, if Kairn listened he would hear the old man mutter a spell before the flame on his thumb sparked. He took a few puffs from his pipe, waving his hand to put the fire out before removing the pipe from his mouth.
The old man looked over Kairn again, seemingly sizing him up with a single raised eyebrow. "I live around here and have a good bit of knowledge on this forest. If you intend to stay around long then I should let you know I will be around. I may even come by from time to time." He gave Kairn a friendly smile, nodding to him as he crossed his hand in his lap, his pipe resting in his palm. "I am merely an old man, you have nothing to fear from old me."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2017 0:27:26 GMT -8
Kairn lowered his hand from his sword and though he relaxed his other hand he never took it from its position fully, not out of disrespect but he never trusted anyone fully. "I never claimed to own the woods nor do i claim ownership of this house. i am simply borrowing it for a small time while i search out alchemy ingredients in the area." He gauged the old man himself for a minute watching everything he did carefully.
He listens to him speak of being old and needing a rest. "Still there were plenty of places to rest outside the barrier, i did not make it very large after all. One would not enters another camp to rest without at least making sure they were not intruding, it is a common courtesy. But, if you mean no harm and simply wish to rest then i invite you inside. I have potatoes and Venison cooked, though theres only a few steaks of the venison left, there are plenty of potatoes"
He moves to the doorway "Also, i have a naga guest as well. She was held underground for a long time so she is a bit skittish, but she seems friendly. Though do not remove the mask on her head, she keeps it on for the protection of those around her by her own choice." He said everything loud enough for her to hear, though with how old the house was and the holes in parts of the walls he figured she could hear them anyway.
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jun 12, 2017 2:16:35 GMT -8
The old man gave Kairn a frown as he listened to him question his decision to sit here. He pondered a moment, looking around at the stones that had been placed circling the cabin as if it was the first time noticing them. The man twitched his nose, looking back to Kairn. "Potatoes? That sounds like a decent idea." He said with a smile again plastered on his face. He readied himself to stand, gripping his back and groaning as he lifted his body from the rock. The man nearly fell suddenly, stumbling a little as he gripped tightly to his staff suddenly. The old man grumbled a little as he let Kairn lead the way to the door. "I have dabbled in alchemy myself if you would like to swap recipes or talk potions." The old man joked lightly to him, making small talk as they rounded the house.
The old man stopped after a moment, hearing that there was a Naga inside. "A naga..." He started, scratching his beard as he listened to Kairn explain that she refused to remove her blindfold. "A gorgon perhaps..." He mumbled a little as they reached the steps to the house. "A basilisk naga maybe." He continued, rolling the ideas around in his head as they readied to enter the house.
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jun 12, 2017 2:24:25 GMT -8
Yawn listened to the two talking outside, able to hear bits however not the entire conversation. She curled her tail up to her face, at first glance it would look like she had her knees up against her chest. She listened as they got closer to the house, Kairn inviting the man in. The closer they got however the stronger it became. A strange yet familiar scent began to fill her nose. She couldn't quite put her finger on the smell but it was familiar. Something she had definitely smelt before, the idea that this old man might be someone from her captive past scared the hell out of her, clutching tightly to her coils as she curled her tail around herself, receding further and further into her coils as they got closer to entering the house.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2017 4:09:00 GMT -8
Kairn stops just before opening the door "Im sure youve done more than simply dabbled in alchemy, after all, that body wouldnt hold up under normal circumstances" His eyes gave a soft lavender glow "Elven ears are not the only thing exceptional about my fathers kind. Though not many know the eyes can perceive much of the magical realm. I was always surprised by it actually, elves are known for magic yet people would be shocked to learn we have more magical abilities than they thought"
He looks back to the old man "I had that thought as well, It matters little what someone is though, their actions are the only thing that matters" His aura shifted a bit, something hidden deep inside pulsed as if trying to claw its way to the surface of his usual aura but was suppressed once again. "For the time being she has showed me no malice so i will guard her in kind, at least until she finds a place to fit in."
He shakes his head and walks inside. He sees Izalith curled up and pats her gently on the head. "Im back, dont worry, i'll keep you safe like i said." He moves over to fix the old man a plate as well while he thought about that surge he had. His other side had been acting up since Galneons attack, had it been the miasma, or something else? The whole time though he kept an eye on what was going on around him with izalith and the old man.
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jun 12, 2017 19:11:07 GMT -8
The old man gave a warming chuckle with a light nod. "I was being humble." He retorted from his observation. The old man walked quietly in after Kairn, nodding quietly to acknowledge the girl although he knew she wouldn't see it. "I shall grab myself a seat." The old man mumbled as he looked around, finding a nearby chair that had been toppled over. He lifted it slowly and brushed off the dust with his hand before lowering slowly to sit on the chair, gripping his side and grunting as he sat down. The old man smiled to Kairn as he took the plate, nodding to him before picking up the hot potato in his hand. It was warm to the touch but not too hot and the man took a bite out of the potato, leaning back in the chair as he relaxed. "So I didn't quite get your name..." The old man started, waiting to see if Kairn would finish his sentence with an answer.
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jun 12, 2017 19:17:08 GMT -8
Yawn curled her coil closer to her chest as she heard the two enter into the house, relaxing a little as she felt Kairn's hand on her head. She gave a meek smile to him as she lilted her head up to accept his hand, keeping herself curled up on the bed regardless. The funny smell was overwhelming her nostrils now, a thick pungent odor lingered around her as the old man walked in and took his seat. She sat silently, listening to the old man banter while they ate, all the while trying to remember the smell that was obviously coming off the man. She lowered her head into her knee-like bent coil that was pressed against her chest, trying her hardest to remember the smell. It was difficult because she had no image to base it on but that didn't quite matter, she knew it was a smell she had known recently. A smell that she recognized from the cell long before the trees freed her.
"Dead... rats...?" She whispered to herself, as quietly as she could possibly be so is not to catch the attention of the old man. She just figured it out, the smell that was radiating off the old man was that of death and rot. This frightened her, curling up tighter against the wall slowly as she felt like his eyes were suddenly on her. She didn't know, she couldn't see but she felt it. The feeling of something malevolent watching her.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2017 19:33:21 GMT -8
Kairn fixed his plate then moved over to the wall next to Izalith, leaning against it as he ate "There are plenty of potatoes so have your fill. I fixed more in case my friend here was omnivorous but it would seem shes not." He was noticing her reactions and heard her whisper but remained quiet about it for the moment. He looks to the old man when he asks for his name
"Kairn Golaeus, former member of Herenia forest elven clan, in the continent of Eresia far to the south. They were wiped out more than 50 years ago by an arrogant bastard that met his own end at the hands of a half trained cursed dragon. His desire to kill me and finish the massacre of my people made him stupid" He held little fear of retaliation by the mans son as any assassins that had ben sent after him wound up being shipped back in pieces, it didnt take long for them to avoid him after that. He stopped and realized he hadnt asked izalith her name yet either. "How about the two of you?"
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jun 12, 2017 21:26:53 GMT -8
Izalith tilted her head, hearing Kairn get closer. She finally knew his name and she inched a little closer to him as he sat down. Izalith let out the tiniest of whimpers, her more hidden hand reaching to lightly tug on Kairn's clothes as she reassured herself that he was there. Her head moved until she was all but looking away from the man is she was able to see. She seemed almost afraid of him. She heard Kairn ask the question and waited until ahe felt ahe could speak. I-I... Uh... Yawn..." She said to Kairn, still speaking quietly as if she were afraid to speak loudly.
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jun 12, 2017 21:35:28 GMT -8
The old man smiled and nodded to Kairn as he listened. "Oh don't mind me I am just an old hermit. I have lived in this forest for most of my life alone. I am not imortant enough to have a name. If you must than feel free to call me hermit." Thr man explained. As if to betray Izaliths reaction to him he did not react and reguarded her very little. Only acknowledging her enough to show he knew she was there. His herbs however had begun to ware off. If Kairn could see auras he would notice the old mans aura getting stronger, the same smell would begin to burn his nose as it did Izaliths. The old mans aura became sick and green, a unnatural malevolent aura that looked like aick mist that flowed around him. The aura betrayed the old mans inviting persona and told the tale of a tainted man. However this could only be witnessed by someone trained or gifted in the art of sensing life force.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2017 22:14:10 GMT -8
He smiled a bit and patted izaliths head "Nice to officially meet you Yawn" He turned and looked to the old man then "Very well Hermit" He had caught a vague bitten of the smell earlier, dead rats as Izalith had put it, but now he saw things changing even more "It would seem the effects of the devilsbane and fennel are beginning to wear off. I have more in that pouch by the mantle if you need more"
He sat continuing to eat normally as if nothing was wrong but a trained fighter could see a few subtle hints of a defensive maneuvering, One foot slightly turned a bit, his eyes fully adjusting to the old man and his breathing slowed down slightly. He took another bite of a potato then took a drink of his water.
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jun 13, 2017 14:32:33 GMT -8
The old man licked his lips gently, giving a small chuckle to Kairn. "Well then..." He grunted, taking another bite of his potato. "I can't imagine I would need it thank you I have enough in my coat." He said plainly, the smile still on his face. He knew that his aura was seeping out but he didn't break his character. "If you can see my true self then there is no need to hide it any longer. What would be the point of hiding something if the people around you already know of it." He continued with a chuckle. There was oddly no menace in his voice, nothing that hinted of volatile intent. "You two have nothing to worry about, I have no intention of bringing harm to you. I am as I said before simply interested in the company. I am quite old and have spent a lot of time in this forest alone. It is a nice change of pace if I do say so myself."
The old man smiled before finishing his potato, giving Kairn an inviting yet menacing look. "However the woods themselves are another matter... There is an evil that lingers in this forest. It had been sleeping for a time since the forest seemed undisturbed. You see the town of Ansem was once concealed by a magic barrier that hid it from sight but now that barrier no longer hides Ansem and I am afraid it is only a matter of time before..." He stopped, leaning back in his chair. "Before it wakes to wreak havoc. So if you do intend on staying in these woods for long I would suggest moving your operations to Ansem... I am afraid the barrier around your little house might not be quite enough to stave this kind of evil."
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jun 13, 2017 14:36:40 GMT -8
Yawn curled up again, listening to the old man talk to Kairn. From their exchange it was apparent that Kairn called the man out and yet the old man didn't seem to change his persona. This only disturbed Yawn more as she gripped tighter to her knees. What kind of man continues a facade once they have been found out. Something was extremely off about this old man and Yawn wanted nothing more than for him to go away.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2017 21:18:32 GMT -8
Kairn finished his meal and sighed before rubbing his head "Judging from the rumors ive heard of this place, i assume it means a powerful necromancer or even a lich is sleeping around here then. The stories of zombies prowling the forest alone is enough to suggest as much. From what youve told me i would also assume the key to keeping said being in its slumber lies within Ansem itself.
He pats Yawns head trying to comfort her as best he could since Hermits presence bothered her so much "A necromancer is one thing, depending on its power you can destroy and its finished. A Lich though is an entirely different story, their body will reconstitute no matter how many times they are destroyed unless you can also destroy their phylactery. That could be anything personal to them, though i do know how to sever the spectral link between a lich and its phylactery. Even then it would only destroy the current incarnation, the same as destroying the body normally"
He rubs his chin thinking about it "I can increase the barrier using my own blood and a few other items, some holy water to cause a purification affect burning undead away. It wouldn't stop the necromancy from passing through, but any minions would be destroyed, including a Lichs body" He looks to Hermit again "The barrier around Ansem currently, this being can penetrate it as well as my current one?"
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gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jun 14, 2017 18:30:13 GMT -8
The old man chuckled and nodded, getting ready to stand to his feet. "The story is he created a special phylactery from the fires of hell itself. Legend suggests that short from a volcano, it cannot be destroyed. Even if you broke it, there are spells to repair it." The old man gave Kairn a grim look on his face, as if he were worried. "Further more the lich found a way to steal souls... If the stories are true then he uses his Phylactery to take the souls of those who should pass to the other side and use them as fuel for his own youth." The old man grumbles as he fiddles with his pipe.
The old man takes out the tool and begins to scrape into his pipe. "Well at any rate I should take my leave. I thank you two for your hospitality." The man said with a nod before turning to the door. "When the dead rise in the forest, it may be best to head to Ansem." The old man said once more before opening the door, tapping his staff on the stone outside. "Have a good day Kairn and Yawn." He said with a smile before taking his leave with a single nod.
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gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jun 14, 2017 18:49:52 GMT -8
Yawn leaned into Kairn's slightly as he pat her head again, listening to them talking about this lich or necromancer. Yawn seemed to relax as the old man walked to the door, feeling relieve as he took his leave of the house. Yawn let out a sigh as the man left the house, her tail uncurling and lolling off the side of the bed as she relaxed completely, leaning back against the wall. She waited a moment longer before saying anything, making sure the old man was completely gone.
"I d-don't l-like him..." She whispered, feeling almost ashamed to say it. She moved to the side of the bed, using her hands to support her as she feels for the edge before stopping.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2017 22:01:15 GMT -8
Kairn nodded to him "A volcano is possible, it would just be a matter of keeping him subdued for transport. The travel would be quick to the closest one, i can ride my sword for speed" His mind wanders about possibilities and roots out anything that wouldnt work. It was clear he had done this type of work before. As the old man prepares to leave, kairn looks up and bows his head slightly "Thank you for the information. I know you dont need it with that form, but take care and safe travels"
After he left he watches Yawn relax and smiles a bit at her mentioning she didnt like him "I could tell, you didnt hide it after all" He sits next to her on the bed "Well, you heard whats coming. Should we head back to Ansem, head further south to my actual home near the city, or stay and try to destroy a lich that might be able to steal our souls?"
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Yawn, Izzy, Izalie, Izael, Izz
Race: Naga/Basilisk
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Clan/Family: Unknown
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Post by Izalith on Jun 14, 2017 23:28:38 GMT -8
Yawn smiled meekly to Kairn and relaxed on the bed. "Thank you..." She said before anything else. Taking time to think about what he said she finally spoke again. "I c-can't fight... B-but what if the t-t-t-... Ansem is in t-trouble?" She asked, not sure how to answer his question. On one hand she wanted to get as far away from this place as possible. Moving to Kairn's actual home in the south sounded like the perfect plan but she wasn't sure how she felt about the town. "I w-will h-help you if... if you w-want to h-help Ansem." She said after a long pause of silence. She sat on the bed as the exchanged words, thinking about everything that had passed. She would agree with Kairn, regardless of his decision. As much as it bothered her she didn't know the people of Ansem and if Kairn was to say so, she didn't have a problem with just leaving the forest all together. She wasn't too keen on the idea of going after this lich and if Kairn had decided on that she wasn't sure how to handle that but the more she thought about it the more it bothered her.
"Wh-what about him?" She asked after a while of thinking on it. "Th-the old m-man... Who is he?" She asked, as if she believed Kairn to have an answer. Her face suddenly went pale as a sickening feeling caused her stomach to drop. The forest was named after the lich that commanded it, the necromancer that lived in the forest and the entire forest is cursed with the lich's magic. A feeling of sickening surprise filled her as her mind suddenly went to a place that she didn't want to go. "Wh-wh-wh-who... w-was... th-th-that m-man?" She said again as the idea got louder in her head until it was like a voice screaming at her. She wasn't sure if Kairn was able to sense the full extent of the energy but she had heard the word before. Necromancer meant death as far as her captors were concerned and the old man smelt like rot and death. "Wh-what... if th-that m-m-man w-was..." She started but stopped, her whole body beginning to shake. Did they just dine with death itself she wondered... was the old man who was here just a moment ago actually the lich...
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jun 15, 2017 0:01:26 GMT -8
The old man gave a chuckle to himself as he left the barrier behind. He was still fiddling with his pipe, cleaning it for the next batch of herbs. He didn't look back, no need to as he had obviously made a lasting impression one at least one of them. After a while he stopped, standing while he finished filling his pipe with a fresh batch of herbs. However this time as he placed his herbs back into his coat he didn't light his thumb to ignite the herbs. Instead he simply said a word and a small flit of green flames burst in the center of his pipe. He took a long draw on it, exhailing green smoke out into the forest.
"It is almost time... I have been sleeping for too long." The old man said with a chuckle. He reached into his coat again, drawing out what looked to be a long thick vial. The vial was encased in what looked like bone, the bottom of it had sharp claw like feet. Wrapped around the strange glass vial was more bone, coiled around it like a snake that lead up to the top of the vial, capped with a miniature skull. They eyes of the skull emitted the same green vile miasma that seemed to flow within the vial, the same color as the mans aura from before. The man took a look over it and a sinister grin grew over his face. Putting it back he began to laugh at his own antics as he walked into the mist of the forest, vanishing into the darkness of the fog that made up the entrance to the deep Alder woods...
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2017 1:41:12 GMT -8
Kairn took a deep breath, crossed his arms and closed his eyes "To be honest, i dont care. Im a bounty hunter, i work if i get paid and i doubt this job would have much to offer unless the lich has some treasure vault i could raid after destroying him. Leaving this forest sounds find to me, but it would be no problem to at least warn the villagers first, im not heartless after all"
He looks up to her and nods "Your spot on, Hermit either is the lich or is at least a servant of his. I know of only two curses that could corrupt a persons essence that completely, and one of them leaves the person as a forever wandering skeleton. I was hoping to get more information from him but he was smart enough not to reveal anything while at the same time giving us seemingly good information"
Kairns stands up and moves to his satchel and begins rummaging around in it. Finally he digs out several plants and two empty vials "First, i think we should clean the air a bit." He puts all the herbs in the vial along with some water and holds it up, staring at it as his eyes took on a lavender glow "Ini Wer Zezhuanth Iejir, Transmute!" The vial glows brightly for a moment, enough she could see it under the rim of her blindfold. When it stopped the vial held a pink fluid in it.
"Theres one..." He grabs a piece of leftover potato hermit had been eating, skins to be precise, along with a few other herbs. He added these to the second vial and repeated his spell, this time creating a thick grey potion with specks of green floating in it "and theres the second" He poured half of the pink vial out causing something akin to a purification affect that filled the room and even a good area outside with a clean feeling, as if someone had stepped straight into the temple of light.
He walks over to Yawn and kneels in front of her "I need you to drink the rest of this, considering how you were reacting im sure he left a trace on you, maybe even a curse. It will taste horrible though, i didnt have the herbs needed to make it tasteless, sorry" He touched the vial to her hand so she could find it easily "Dont worry about me, i...hmm, have a tolerance to things like this, would be the best way to describe it"
(OOC note, Kairns magic is not made up words, respect given if you can figure out what it is. and no its not elven or something off star trek, heh)
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welcome
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