Order away." Renkai doesn't care
the demons rip and tear at each other, leaving bloody messes behind.
He pauses for a moment, watching the fighting and keeping inside the shadows of the cave as a single thought goes through his mind 'Its a bloodbath here'
He scans the battlefield, hoping to find a weak demon as he starts wondering whether he should join in and have a little fun.
there doesn't seem to be any "sides" there. They just blindly attack acnything and everything they see. It's a huge mess of bloodshed, 10 or 20 dropping every few seconds, but there is almost a thousand still standing.
Still keeping his eyes focused on the bloodbath, he plants his staff on the ground in front of him, waiting to see how many will fall
Vai smiles at Anahita's enthusiam. It felt good that someone she had just met was so readily eager to help her with her problems. "Actually, my Mom said that she would make me something that would inject a potion that would calm my emotions if I get too angry, but she's too busy right now getting the school up and running again. I... have to be able to control myself on my own, and I will, but it will take time. The potions will just be a safety net for when I slip." After a pause, and a shy smile, an idle hand running through the thriving grass. "As far as activities... I really do love flying. I do it often, but I haven't had much time since the semester started."
"It's just.... it's really hard for me to trust people, and... physical contact can trigger painful memories for me. Flashbacks to my imprisonment. I... wasn't always a dragon Anahita. I drew the lot on my 16th birthday, and..." she chokes off for a moment, obviously a very painful memeory. "My.. natural dad put me up to be taken. Taken by a blue dragon named Aegythrax."
There's another pause, and Vai continues shakily after that. "He... did all sorts of terrible things to me: torture... rape, mind control... but also, he experimented on me, changed me into a... weird half-dragon thing... I..." She's shaking a little while she tells the story, and stops there, collecting herself. "At least he gave me my wings, and my family and friends here at Avalon." she finishes, with a smile, even though there are tears in her eyes. She blinks them away at a moment, and looks to Anahita to see what her response to these revelations would be.
Anahita's expression is one of contemplative thought while watching Vai's features as she speaks. After she shares, she says, "You have suffered, it appears, yet come out of it stronger than entering. That you speak of it, is helpful, I feel. You enjoy flying? There are numerous beings here that can fly, perhaps you might form a club of sight see-ers to combine what you love with an exploration outside your comfort zone, thus increasing your exposure to foreign people and situations. The fact you are here suggests you endured and can grow further. I have no doubt this is possible. If you wanted, there may even be some natural plants to eat here, if the flora is similar to my world that might be imbibed to soothe your nerves or the like, though the use of magic is of equal value, I feel. Just do not allow yourself to become dependent on any of these things, for within you, I see a strength you can cultivate further. Just your focusing on the positive, channel what you've experienced into you growth towards change. Some beings are incapable of doing such, they are doomed to die, or repeat their stagnant existences, though you could call that living. There are worse fates."
Possible sermon complete, Anahita ponders something a moment and then adds, "I presume you, in the same light as earlier not wishing to seek out your temporal clone, of sorts, have no desires or designs on actively seeking revenge either? Either the culprit is dead, or out of reach for now, yes? You might wish to, if he is not, help protect others? Or are only your close friends and family important to you? An aspect of your dragon ... DNA, as it were, making you wish to horde the things you cherish? I am merely guessing, it might help explain the anger too. If you wished, I often do meditation and foraging as part of my weekly activities, you are welcome to join me, were you interested in an alternative living to all this ...technology."
With that she peers back at the school briefly yet adds, "Though, as I study and feel the properties of this establishment, it does appear to blend well with nature. I would even go so far as to say the school itself almost feels sentient, though, I am speculating for now on that. After all, in my mind, anything is possible, since leaving Golarion and meeting the half burning man."
She does smile at the notion, shifting a moment where she is casually lounging.
He nods slowly and follows the the arrows, Lamai not far behind him. He was really going to stay here, wasn't he? He'd been living in the cave so long that being in a building like this... It unnerved him slightly. But Tyrrin and Tybalt and the others were going to be here too, so it couldn't be all bad.
When he reaches the door the school lead him to, he looks at Tyrrin before opening the door. Chilled air blows out instantly, making him smile. The only thing different from a normal room here at Avalon is the pile of furs next to the bed, which Lamai immediately lies on.
"It's... It's great."
"Good. I'm glad. Now, try to get some rest, alright? We can talk to the Headmaster in the morning. But if you do need anything, feel free to come find me. The walls work the same way to find people as they do to find rooms. Okay?" Tyrrin says, glad that Pyry had agreed to come back with them to the school. She could see he was still a little tense, but the smile at the room had made Tyrrin decide that it had been worth the effort.
Lang heads to the restroom area but does not enter right away. noticeing Ignace head into the girls restroom. Lang now seems concerned.
what have I done or said now? Am I that much of a screw up?
Lang looks around to see midori heading his way.
I hope I say the right things to her otherwise I will have two girls that hate me
Lang gives midori a little wave trying not to draw attention to them.
If Ignace was indeed heading to the restroom, Midori hung well back, using her stealth skills to follow to Lang unnoticed.
If and when Ignace does enter the washroom, Midori will hurry up to Lang, her head hung slightly in shame at how she's acted towards Ignace, but she says quietly to Lang: "You wanted to talk, Lang-kun? I think anyway?"
The furious assault of his sister, coupled with the growing pool of blood due to Ehos' wounds, causes Sil to slip and fall. However, as he does so, he's able to use his momentum to throw Jai into her boyfriend.
Amber
"Good shot, is that what they call a strike, you know he could have just invented a new sport, elf bowling, what do you think sis?"Opel
"I think you should shut up wile I'm watching, haven't you go some child to catch and eat?"
Amber
"O nice play up to the stereotypes"
The furious assault of his sister, coupled with the growing pool of blood due to Ehos' wounds, causes Sil to slip and fall. However, as he does so, he's able to use his momentum to throw Jai into her boyfriend.
Ehos releases his rapier as his opponent slips - the weapon still stuck in Sil's stomach - and attempts to catch Jaiye as she's thrown towards him. His strength was ebbing away though, blood going everywhere, and instead of catching her he is knocked back and they tumble end over end together, elven blood smearing and coating the both of them, spraying across the room. Ehos scrambles to his feet as he de-tangles himself from Jaiye. His vision was starting to go blurry, his head was light, his thoughts fuzzy, and the exertions of the battle were only tearing his wounds open further, and causing them to bleed more. The pain was almost unbearable, but still he stood. Jaiye was counting on him, and he would not let her down. All he had left was the shield though, and with his weakening state, he doubted he would be anything more than an insect buzzing around Sil's head.
Lang heads to the restroom area but does not enter right away. noticeing Ignace head into the girls restroom. Lang now seems concerned.
what have I done or said now? Am I that much of a screw up?
Lang looks around to see midori heading his way.
I hope I say the right things to her otherwise I will have two girls that hate me
Lang gives midori a little wave trying not to draw attention to them.
If Ignace was indeed heading to the restroom, Midori hung well back, using her stealth skills to follow to Lang unnoticed.
If and when Ignace does enter the washroom, Midori will hurry up to Lang, her head hung slightly in shame at how she's acted towards Ignace, but she says quietly to Lang: "You wanted to talk, Lang-kun? I think anyway?"
Lang escorts Midori a little away from the restroom door so to be out of the way.
Actually I thought you wanted to talk. I noticed something bothering you and I didn't want to embarass you in front of the others. As your friend I want to help.
Lang places a hand on her shoulder to comfort her. Please, don't be afraid to tell me what is bothering you. I want to be able to help however I can. no matter what it is. I can keep whatever you say secret just between us, I promise.
"Good. I'm glad. Now, try to get some rest, alright? We can talk to the Headmaster in the morning. But if you do need anything, feel free to come find me. The walls work the same way to find people as they do to find rooms. Okay?" Tyrrin says, glad that Pyry had agreed to come back with them to the school. She could see he was still a little tense, but the smile at the room had made Tyrrin decide that it had been worth the effort.
"I will, I promise. I just hope I don't mess anything up by being here. I'm.. not supposed to be around people in case they find me out."
Vai follows along with Anahita, sermon and all, with intent listening - nodding or making small noises of agreement, her distress at speaking of her past falling away as the other girl encourages her. "Oh... maybe that /would/ be a good idea... but... dragons still don't have a very good reputation on Agartha. The Empire's assassins spread propaganda after Agartha was sealed away, and so dragons are not well trusted. We're trying to change perceptions... but it's slow, and some people will never change. I would be worried about flying all over the place and causing a panic. Even in Kuros - where people ought to know bettter - I still caused a panic yesterday when I landed there in my dragon form. Thank you, though Anahita, for believing in me. I... really am trying to move on with my life, but it will take time. Maybe some natural remedies would be good."
At the mentioned that she might be hoarding those she cares about, Vai actually blinks, completely taken aback. "I... what? That's..." she had been about to say crazy... but was it? Her jealousy about Morrivan and Sadie, her despair when she had thought she had lost a friend in Sadie - the everpresent feeling of loss at Nasima's continued absence... "Oh. I'm... hoarding my friends? My family? I..."
Apparently completely speechless for a moment - an image conjured in her mind of her sleeping in dragon form atop a pile of her friends and family - Vai sits there, slightly stunned at the realization. "I hadn't thought of it like that before, but I think you're right. Is... is it bad? I do care what happens to others... but I guess I am possessive of those close to me. And I don't think the other me will leave the school alone, that's the only reason why I think it would be a good idea to stop her. I'm not... bloodthirsty. I hope."
Lang escorts Midori a little away from the restroom door so to be out of the way.
Actually I thought you wanted to talk. I noticed something bothering you and I didn't want to embarass you in front of the others. As your friend I want to help.
Lang places a hand on her shoulder to comfort her. Please, don't be afraid to tell me what is bothering you. I want to be able to help however I can. no matter what it is. I can keep whatever you say secret just between us, I promise.
Midori looks around worriedly, a little paranoid, especially since they were still in the halls, but seeing no one around, she closes the distance between Lang a bit, obviously not too worried about personal space right now. She's still careful not to poke Lang with her horn accidently, but she's uncomfortably close, and whispers. "Promise you will not hate me, Lang-kun" she asks.
"I will, I promise. I just hope I don't mess anything up by being here. I'm.. not supposed to be around people in case they find me out."
"Wait.. who finds you out? Your family? There are many firebirds here - some who have been abjured, and many others. This is a safe haven, Pyry. You won't mess anything up by being here - you are a welcome guest. Your family has no power here."
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"I'm not like them. I'm sick.. It's why I had to leave! I'm an embarrassment to them.. a disgrace..." The poor kid seems to believe whatever it was his family told him, or whatever reasons he made up himself. "I'm just a firebird.. without fire.."
Order away." Renkai doesn't care
He quickly opens a small pouch on his armor, pulling a few pieces of a sponge from it, looking at the bloodbath in front of him through the blade of his staff. Whispering as quietly as he can as he picks two barabu he can see
"Horrid Wilting"
"I'm not like them. I'm sick.. It's why I had to leave! I'm an embarrassment to them.. a disgrace..." The poor kid seems to believe whatever it was his family told him, or whatever reasons he made up himself. "I'm just a firebird.. without fire.."
"You are absolutely none of those things, Pyry. You are a wonderful young man from what I've seen. You may be sick, and if you are then we will find a way to cure you, but more likely, you have a wondrous new power, not to be shunned or discounted. There are other firebirds here without fire. Perhaps I can introduce you to one tomorrow - Raelle del Sol is her name. I believe she is known as a smoke mage among your people."
"Del.. Sol?" He froze. Last time he'd heard that name a marriage was being planned. If the del Sols were here then that meant... "M-maybe I'll just stay in my room..."
"Del.. Sol?" He froze. Last time he'd heard that name a marriage was being planned. If the del Sols were here then that meant... "M-maybe I'll just stay in my room..."
"You have to at least speak to the Headmaster Pyry. And is there something the matter with the del Sols? Are they your family?"
Midori looks around worriedly, a little paranoid, especially since they were still in the halls, but seeing no one around, she closes the distance between Lang a bit, obviously not too worried about personal space right now. She's still careful not to poke Lang with her horn accidently, but she's uncomfortably close, and whispers. "Promise you will not hate me, Lang-kun" she asks.Lang escorts Midori a little away from the restroom door so to be out of the way.
Actually I thought you wanted to talk. I noticed something bothering you and I didn't want to embarass you in front of the others. As your friend I want to help.
Lang places a hand on her shoulder to comfort her. Please, don't be afraid to tell me what is bothering you. I want to be able to help however I can. no matter what it is. I can keep whatever you say secret just between us, I promise.
Lang does not push her away knowing she wants privacy on the matter
I promise. I could never hate you.
He seemed to want to say more but decided it best to be short and to the point. Listening to what she had to say.
Order away." Renkai doesn't care
Renkai is standing in the middle of the throne room, right side facing the balor left hand in pocket
Anahita smiles and shrugs at Vai, "Is it truly DNA or life's intricate workings from a lifetime of species passed down? Good, bad? Who is truly to say except for those fanatics that live and breath their own gospel seeking to define reality around them to feel secure in their world view? You are. You need only be true to yourself, and maintain your being as you choose to be. Except for when we are still babes untethered from our makers, it is what you do that will be how you are judged, and often, primarily only yourself has that right. That is my current thoughts on that. I'm glad this speaking has aided you? What now? Oh- it's possible about the hording, are you a jealous creature? I recall the blues are by study and nature jealous or greedy, no? How much, if any, of that is a part of you, however, only you might know- or care. Choice. See? Seems simple, doing, that is different."
Another youthful smile and shrug. "What shall we do now? Much of what we speak of needs time to pass, not that discussing isn't enjoyable."
"No! I.. Maybe, I don't know! I don't want to meet any firebirds!" Instinctively, the boy becomes a swirling mass of ice and snow, using it as a way to stop talking.
Renkai is standing in the middle of the throne room, right side facing the balor left hand in pocketOrder away." Renkai doesn't care
she speaks a few words and a demon shows up. This black-skinned, bat-winged demon has four arms; a long, thin tail; and a leering, fanged face with dead, white eyes.
He quickly opens a small pouch on his armor, pulling a few pieces of a sponge from it, looking at the bloodbath in front of him through the blade of his staff. Whispering as quietly as he can as he picks two barabu he can see
"Horrid Wilting"
Lang does not push her away knowing she wants privacy on the matter
I promise. I could never hate you.
He seemed to want to say more but decided it best to be short and to the point. Listening to what she had to say.
"I... I think I like Ignace-chan. I don't understand what is wrong with me, why I don't like Hew-kun in that way, or Grim-kun. Zilla-chan keeps going on about how wonderful boys are, and I keep trying to like Hew-kun, but it's not working. I... I'm sorry Lang-kun, I know you like her too. But I can't help the way I feel... I... I just need help, to fix me so that I can like Hew-kun like Zilla-chan says I'm supposed to." Midori says all this very quietly, obviously scared of being overheard. She looks at Lang-kun with pleading in her eyes.
"No! I.. Maybe, I don't know! I don't want to meet any firebirds!" Instinctively, the boy becomes a swirling mass of ice and snow, using it as a way to stop talking.
Tyrrin doesn't flinch away from the sudden snowstorm, continuing to speak to it calmly, and just a little forcefully. "Pyry, I will not make you do anything you do not want to, but you should understand that the family that cast you aside... they are in the wrong. They cannot hurt you or exact revenge now, you're safe in the school walls. So go get some rest, and we'll deal with the rest in the morning."
the Barabu don't stand a chance against the spell, and crumble and fall apart. The other demons don't even notice.
One of the pieces of sponge falls out of his hand and cumbles just like the barabu, now that his immediate area is clear, he looks around for a way out of the cave while the small evil voice in the back of his mind is relieved and ready for more.
Tyrrin doesn't flinch away from the sudden snowstorm, continuing to speak to it calmly, and just a little forcefully. "Pyry, I will not make you do anything you do not want to, but you should understand that the family that cast you aside... they are in the wrong. They cannot hurt you or exact revenge now, you're safe in the school walls. So go get some rest, and we'll deal with the rest in the morning."
"I'm not meeting any firebirds!" The snowstorm replies, a stray gust slamming the door shut between them, much like a child throwing a tantrum.
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Renkai is standing in the middle of the throne room, right side facing the balor left hand in pocketOrder away." Renkai doesn't careshe speaks a few words and a demon shows up. This black-skinned, bat-winged demon has four arms; a long, thin tail; and a leering, fanged face with dead, white eyes.
Hmmm.... I take it you are supposed.to be the next..... order." Renkai isn't too concerned
Hmmm.... I take it you are supposed.to be the next..... order." Renkai isn't too concernedRenkai is standing in the middle of the throne room, right side facing the balor left hand in pocketOrder away." Renkai doesn't careshe speaks a few words and a demon shows up. This black-skinned, bat-winged demon has four arms; a long, thin tail; and a leering, fanged face with dead, white eyes.
the balor closes it's eyes.
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Ow...." renkai says covering his eyes.... that hurt...
And messes with his mask for a moment...
"Better...." he says glaring at the enemy
the creature casts quickened enervention, then flys towards you, black flamin daggers coming out of all of it's wrists before it strikes at you violently.
"My turn.... he says as he swings his kusurigama in a high arc
And aims to slash out its guts
elven blood smearing and coating the both of them, spraying across the room.
Opel
buts her hand up to stop the sprayAmber
Just closes her eyes and lets it splash over her face, she opens them again.
"Yess.. now this is the kind of fight I like, red in tooth and claw"
Opel
Shaking her arm says
"Now we will see what sister has up her sleeve"
"My turn.... he says as he swings his kusurigama in a high arc
1d20+16+7+4And aims to slash out its guts
1d20+14+7+1
1d20+7+1+9
1d20+4+7+1
One of the pieces of sponge falls out of his hand and cumbles just like the barabu, now that his immediate area is clear, he looks around for a way out of the cave while the small evil voice in the back of his mind is relieved and ready for more.
there are two passages out of the cave, the one you came in, and one that leads you don't know where.
Still holding onto the pieces, he makes his way to the 'exit', keeping to the side of the fighting as much as he can
Damage
First attack
Second
If confirmed
Third
If confirmed
And 36 points bleed
it keels over by the end of the next round of combat with you.
"Impressive, very impressive."
it gets up off it's throne, and walks towords you.
it keels over by the end of the next round of combat with you.
"Impressive, very impressive."
it gets up off it's throne, and walks towords you.
Not that impressive" renkai says wiping blood from his face...
And holds his ground as the balor approaches