Forest
Phaezeriel turns his glowing silver gaze to the elf with a scarf over his mouth. A moment later his voice sounds in everyone's mind. At the same time he flies up to hover in front of the group.
::Can I have everyone's attention for a moment please? We have amongst us one who cannot speak or cannot speak safely. While he can speak telepathically, he must do so one by one. One of the things I can do for us is to make a link between our minds so that we can speak instantly to one another. This link will last until either YOU choose to leave it, or I choose to take you out of it. It also allows me to heal you no matter how far you are from me. It takes very little energy to form and very little to maintain. Do not worry that anyone can read your mind or listen to your thoughts, you have to choose to communicate. Are you all willing?::
Phaezeriel will look about for nods, and once he sees a few, he will reach out with his mind and form a collective.
Desert
As Khassar watches Krays change into a dragon, something stirs within his mind.
Since it developes into a massive headache, Khassar ignores it and scouts around.
Island
Dennis climbed up on a rock and shouted.
"And try not to trample each other while trying to avoid responsibility," he muttered noticing the sudden rush of people towards the right side.
Island
Enre taps Artorius, who just nods as he goes to the left, while Eir head to the right. Enre just stands where he is watching the others.
Island
Nala hesitates for a moment before stepping to the left. She might not be popular, but she really thought she could help.
Island
Kitty stepped to the right quickly. She wasn't much for being in charge of things.
Island
Velvarmisan steps to the left.
Forest
:: Never had any problem with dragons myself:: Roland comments amicably, testing out the telepathic link.
He kneels and scoops out a handful of dirt from the forest floor. He watches it as he lets it fall through his fingers.
::I guess what you should all know is that I am a lover, not a fighter, but I can hold my own and I have abilities that should support our group quite well:: The Angel informs his teammates.
Desert
Dylen hefts his bag of adventuring gear and shades himself within his traveling cloak.
He stares wide eyed at Krays as he transforms but the look on his face is more one of fascination than fear.
Forest
::Alright, folks. That's as good an endorsement as you can get...the angel and the demon both agree I'm not a ravening beast,:: Jiminy said jokingly.
Forest
With Phaezeril's announcement, Anthony looks away from Jiminy and scans the crowd for Ehos. He heads over as soon as he sees his friend.
"Ehos! You're in the Forest Kingdom too! Awesome!"
"You can connect people's minds?" Michael asks with obvious interest. If he was connected to everyone, he wouldn't have to be next to them to copy a power... the possibilities were astounding.
Getting close to Jiminy, Belyu whispers low enough for only him to hear.
"Didn't a demon already endorse your family?"
Island
Juco and Maru, already on the right, stay where they are.
Forest
Jiminy smirks, which is an interesting expression on a dragon, as he replied to Belyu.
::But if I bring up my brother-in-law that leads to awkward questions about where Kam and Taron are now. Among other things...like that my brother is presently female. And pregnant. You of all people should really appreciate that image.::
Desert
"OK...so...to Ghalen's point, how do we want to run this kingdom? Monarchy? Republic? Democracy?"
Forest
"Wish I'd suggested it. They're creative and were thinking about writing a book." Belyu replies with a wry grin.
Desert
"OK...so...to Ghalen's point, how do we want to run this kingdom? Monarchy? Republic? Democracy?"
"I'm only okay with a monarchy if I get to be queen," Fieri joked. "But I'm guessing that the others will have their own ideas instead," she finished with a mock sigh.
Forest
"Wish I'd suggested it. They're creative and were thinking about writing a book." Belyu replies with a wry grin.
::I did record Mom's reaction, so Tare could see it later. It was priceless.::
Forest
::I don’t really care who ends up in charge but I do have some suggestions for how we should conduct this war:: Roland says, as the last of the soil falls from his fingers. He stands, rubbing his hands together to clean them of clinging dirt.
::But the one thing we should definitely do first before making plans is, once we have found a safe place to gather ourselves, determine to the best of our abilities if there are any traitors to the Forest Kingdom in our midst. If one of us is working against the rest it doesn’t matter how good we are, that is a vulnerability that will almost assuredly sink us. We should have the magical resources to quickly give everyone here a once over before moving on to matters of leadership and strategy so I suggest we do so.::
"I'm only okay with a monarchy if I get to be queen," Fieri joked. "But I'm guessing that the others will have their own ideas instead," she finished with a mock sigh.
Desert
Dylen scratches his cheek as he considers that, but he says nothing.
Mountain
"What about Sadie?" Morrigan piped up. "She's really good at strategy and stuff. And she runs the fencing club...that's leading people, right?"
"There is no way I would ever take orders from her," Ursula sneered.
Sadie had had enough. Normally she just ignored Ursula and walked away. But not today. She walked up to Ursula and punched her in the face. Hard.
"What the hell is your problem?! I thought we were friends! Obviously, I was wrong, but how does that justify you being such a colossal jerk to me and my friends? And where do you get off judging me? Your obsession with your stupid brother goes way beyond sibling affection and don't think I'm the only one who's noticed, and in my opinion, that is way more f@##ed up than a girl being romantically attracted to other girls. Just get over yourself already!"
Without a word, Wyrd's skin craks open showing glowing red magma beneath and he more than doubles in size. His massive sword, which grows with him, he places against his back where it clings for no apparent reason. A single massive, earth shaking step brings him within reach of the two girls and one of his now enourmous hands picks each girl up gently, but firmly. Their feet dangling more than twelve feet above the ground. A voice as hard as the iron of which Wyrd is made comes from his mouth.
I do not know why you quarrel. I do not care. You will set aside your petty, childish, and altogether unremarkable differences for the duration of this War. If we fight from within, we are doomed. Am I clear?
Mountain
Jeran silently cursed the elemental. They were handling it. It would have been fine. And now the whole thing was going to escalate out of control. They might as well just find the nearest kingdom and surrender at this rate.
He punched the ground sending shock waves rippling.
Mountain
Flinty eyes regard Jeran for a moment, then turn back to the two girls, dismissing Jeran once again.
You can resume your quarrel when this is all finished. Until then, you are on the same side and will act as such. Agreed?
"I'm only okay with a monarchy if I get to be queen," Fieri joked. "But I'm guessing that the others will have their own ideas instead," she finished with a mock sigh.
Desert
Dylen scratches his cheek as he considers that, but he says nothing.
"I...do not believe we can reach any consensus with this group so...scattered," Fei says quietly, noting the multiple directions that several of their group have taken off in.
Mountain
Sadie tipped her bubble just enough to get it leaning over the edge of Wyrd's hand and then jumped off, dismissing the bubble as she jumped to get away from his grip.
"Screw this! I'm leaving!" she shouted, as she walked away, reforming a moving shield over her as she went to prevent any pot shots as she left.
Morrigan hesitated for a minute, biting her lip as she watched Sadie leave.
"Sadie! Wait for me! I'm going with you!" she called out, running after the older girl.
Mountain
he growled at Wyrd, glaring at him.
Mountain
"That could have been handled better. You," he says, pointing at Ursala, "seem to have forgotten the school is a place of acceptance." With that, paper wings form and he leaps into the air to follow the girls. He flies low overhead so he can speak to them as they leave.
"I will not try to convince you to stay, but someone needs to scout the area and I wouldn't want you getting lost in the mountains."
Mountain
With a look of disgust that encompasses Jeran, Oneiro, Ursula, and Sadie, Wyrd carefully sets Ursula on the ground again. Despite his size, substance, and obvious irritation, Wyrd is surprisingly gentle. His voice however, is harsh and rough with frustration.
I am surrounded by petulant children! Looking at Jeran, his voice scathing, You, child, cease your bleating. If you will carefully review my words, you will realize that I never said they had to get along. His gaze sweeps across everyone. None of us have to get along. We do, however, have to put aside our differences and petty, childish quarrels, and WORK TOGETHER! Someone let me know when you have all decided to act like something other than spoiled, petulant brats, and are prepared to get to work! As a side note, if this behavior is typical of your 'brilliant strategist,' you are better off with her heading towards yon horizon. As he speaks, Wyrd's body begins to heat and crack apart, and by the end of it he is bellowing in rage and is made entirely of molten iron. As he stalks away, his feet shaking the ground, a portion of the valley floor rises with a faint rumble, making a large pile of stones. Wyrd goes stalks to the low summit of this pile and sits with a hissing and cracking of rocks under his intense heat.
Umm...not that I'm some crazy stalker or anything...at least, not on purpose."
Island
Dennis climbed up on a rock and shouted.
"And try not to trample each other while trying to avoid responsibility," he muttered noticing the sudden rush of people towards the right side.
Island
Tyrrin scowled, but moved to the left. "I do not believe a council is a wise choice." she intoned. She did not raise her voice, but it seemed to carry anyway. "There is a reason why armies have one general: One vision, one person able to take decisive action, no bickering."
"I'll find the way out of the mountains then." Oniero tells Morrigan before he begins to rapidly gain altitude. After a while he uses a large paper arrow to point them toward a path leading out of the mountains.*
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Island
Dennis climbed up on a rock and shouted.
"And try not to trample each other while trying to avoid responsibility," he muttered noticing the sudden rush of people towards the right side.
Island
Tyrrin scowled, but moved to the right. "I do not believe a council is a wise choice." she intoned. She did not raise her voice, but it seemed to carry anyway. "There is a reason why armies have one general: One vision, one person able to take decisive action, no bickering."
"But generals answer to someone too, missy. And the council is responsible for more than just the army. But I expect your knowledge of politics is as yet limited," Dennis said with a smile, knowing full well she was the sort to get all in a huff about things.
Island
Tyrrin scowled, but moved to the left. "I do not believe a council is a wise choice." she intoned. She did not raise her voice, but it seemed to carry anyway. "There is a reason why armies have one general: One vision, one person able to take decisive action, no bickering."
Artorius raises an eyebrow as Tyrrin speaks before laughing at what she said. He than says to Dennis "Your Generals answer to someone? How odd".
Island
"Oh? Perhaps you are not aware of the history of the human republic of Remus, where in times of great upheaval or danger to the country, one person would be named "Dictator", and would have ultimate control? More often than not, this would save the country from whatever was threatening them." Tyrrin said snidely. She knew politics, it was what she had spent the last 20 years of her life studying. She damn well better know politics.
Vai quietly had moved to the right, choosing to follow instead of lead. She didn't know a thing about war.
Forest
::Thank you very much.:: he says to Phaezeriel. ::Indeed, Anthony. Now that I am able to safely communicate with everyone, perhaps we can decide our leadership?::
::If I may be so bold:: Ehos spoke to the whole collective this time. ::If James is student council president, then it seems that most of us already agree that he would be a fine leader. Speed is going to be the most important factor in this War, and if we can decide quickly, we might catch other kingdoms with their pants down.::
Artorius raises an eyebrow as Tyrrin speaks before laughing at what she said. He than says to Dennis "Your Generals answer to someone? How odd".
Island
Tyrrin scowled, but moved to the left. "I do not believe a council is a wise choice." she intoned. She did not raise her voice, but it seemed to carry anyway. "There is a reason why armies have one general: One vision, one person able to take decisive action, no bickering."
Dennis shrugged. "Well, there's a lot of different forms of government on Agartha, but not a lot of military states. Generals usually answer to a monarch or a tribal council or something. We may have a difference in language here. What would you call someone who leads troops but still answers to a higher ranking government authority?"
Island
"The people who lead the troops are the higher ranking government authority. Generals to my people are the leaders of the troops as well as the highest government authority." Artorius says.
Island
"Oh? Perhaps you are not aware of the history of the human republic of Remus, where in times of great upheaval or danger to the country, one person would be named "Dictator", and would have ultimate control? More often than not, this would save the country from whatever was threatening them." Tyrrin said snidely. She knew politics, it was what she had spent the last 20 years of her life studying. She damn well better know politics.
Ephebe 'spoke' in a mild tone, but her mental voice can be easily heard.
::But Remus was still a republic Tyrrin. And if I remember the latter half of that textbook correctly, and I do, Remus was destroyed by civil war after a dictator refused to relinquish power. Oh, it wasn't a swift destruction. Empires rarely crumble swiftly, but I've always found it an encouraging tale. Considering.::
Island
"The people who lead the troops are the higher ranking government authority. Generals to my people are the leaders of the troops as well as the highest government authority." Artorius says.
"So...what do you do when two generals disagree?" Dennis asked, curious.
Island
"They fight. The loser concede to the winner and the matter is settled." Artorius answers.
"Mrs. Sunwake is correct, though some scholars might say at that point the republic had become most of an aristocratic empire, rather than a true republic. Luckily, our timescale here isn't exactly in the hundreds of years area, so I believe my point still stands."
Island
::Blackscales. My last name is Blackscales. I changed it to my mate's last name cause it would be weird if I had a different last name than my mate and children.::
"I'm only okay with a monarchy if I get to be queen," Fieri joked. "But I'm guessing that the others will have their own ideas instead," she finished with a mock sigh.
Desert
Dylen scratches his cheek as he considers that, but he says nothing.
"I...do not believe we can reach any consensus with this group so...scattered," Fei says quietly, noting the multiple directions that several of their group have taken off in.
"Well, only Keme and the lycans. It's not like they were contributing to the discussion in the first place."
"How do you think we should do things anyways?"
"My apologies, Mrs. Blackscales."
