The Place of the Winds


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Mirathan wrote:

The voice continues. It carries with it feelings of vastness.

What cares the Seas of the machinations of air-breathers? Our waters are vast. Evil can only breathe here if we let it.

The Earth is small. The Sea is larger. The Winds are larger.

*The Champion of Sea appear in Mirathan's mind*

"I'm dissapointed. Without the earth there would be no streams, lakes, rivers, pond, or even the seas themselves. Without the Earth to shape the water, it is nothing..."


The Bard wrote:
Mirathan wrote:

The voice continues. It carries with it feelings of vastness.

What cares the Seas of the machinations of air-breathers? Our waters are vast. Evil can only breathe here if we let it.

The Earth is small. The Sea is larger. The Winds are larger.

*The Champion of Sea appear in Mirathan's mind*

"I'm dissapointed. Without the earth there wouls be no streams, lakes, rivers, pond, or even the seas themselves. Without the Earth to shape the water, it is nothing..."

Anyways, you are wrong. The Earth is the largest. It is just not the surface of it.


So the Seas can't be arrogant and tempermental? And wrong?

Ignore the Mirathan entries. The Seas needed to be convinced is all. I launched him 3 days ago to get someone on board, and that's been done. As for the size, the Emperor pointed out the Earth's role to 'bind' (shape)them some time ago.


Mirathan wrote:

So the Seas can't be arrogant and tempermental? And wrong?

Ignore the Mirathan entries. The Seas needed to be convinced is all. I launched him 3 days ago to get someone on board, and that's been done. As for the size, the Emperor pointed out the Earth's role to 'bind' (shape)them some time ago.

I know. But as no post here said time has passed here, we only assume that it is still the same time as it was when Emperor posted.

And what, Earth can't be insistent on being right? And, well, right? ;)


A palanquin carried by four large Utahraptors shimmers into existence. An aged chicken emerges from it. He waves a small wing and the dinosaurs and palanquin fade.

The small domestic fowl croons to himself

GRAAAWK!

The scales have been reset,
The challenge to the Balance met.
But Chaos has a sneaky way,
Of coming back another day!

BUK BUK BUKAW!

The small chicken begins to peck at the scattered grain by the council's sacrificial altar.

MMMM .. quadrotriticale ....krrrrrr.

Liberty's Edge

The remains of the Vrock Fleet bring the body of their leader to the Place of Winds. Where 100 once flew, only 4 remain. The Admiral's wounds are many. The death blow came from a Defective's adamantium claw.

The warriors take up a keening cry

SCREEEEEEE!


Upon seeing the return of his fellow avians, Woodsy swishes his winds and hoots until the wards come down, that they make resume their places as the shrine.
Hoo!


A skinny man in fool's motley climbs over the edge of the eyrie where the wise birds sleep. He dances along, a trail of wet footprints behind him. He reaches into a small crevice and withdraws something, putting it in his basket. He hums softly to himself as he skips over to the sacrificial altar.

What came first, the chicken or the egg?
I don't really care which.
If it was the chicken then we'll have squab,
If the egg then to omlettes we'll switch!

Pauses to sprinkle some strange dust on the sacrificial altar and then skips to the edge of the precipice and begins to crawl down the rocky slope. A faint sound of manic giggling wafts up as he descends.


Hoo?


Brwaaaktor uncovers his head from under his grizzled wing

GRAAWK!

What bothers you, brother of the night?


Hoo!
Points with wing to dust defiling the "altar" (slaughtering block) at the edge of the sacred boundary.


Brwaaaktor hops over to the slaughter block and c0cks his grizzled head

AWWWRK!

Treachery! Someone has sprinkled poison on our food! How did they escape the wards!?

GRAAWK!


Frogskin flies in.
"I was just at the tree place. They've attacked there, too. KC's being cryptic, but I think they serve the goddess. But why bother poisoning us? To keep us out of the fight? Is this a threat?"


Hoo?


Brwaaaktor bows his head

The scaly lich is now no more
His cleaver lies in state
Will he return from his cold grave?
All we can do is sit and wait..

BUK BUK BUKAAAWK!!


Mmmmm.....roadkill


Brwaaaktor looks up at the thunderous skies

GRAWWWKKKK

By the prickling of my beak
Evil rises as I speak!

SKWAAAK!


Joe sneaks in, looking nervous.
"Um, guys? You're the wind guys, right? It's just, we haven't seen you lot in a while. And, well, we could really use your help."


Hoo?


Grawwww

The wind is always here to take council with Joe ..

AWWWRK!


Mmmmm.....roadkill


BWARK!

Where have the King of the Fallarin gone?!

Has he been swept away by the four winds???

Or perhaps a feline has been taking up all of his time. =/


Knightwing wrote:

BWARK!

Where have the King of the Fallarin gone?!

Has he been swept away by the four winds???

Or perhaps a feline has been taking up all of his time. =/

Ummmm....Was he the roadkill?

....oops.


Brwaaaktor looks up from his feed

AWWWRK ....

The forces of the Balance are in peril!


Hoo?


Brwaaaktor sighs

All good things must come to an end
And heroes' lives burn bright then fade
When evil rises then good defends
And Fate's appointments are quickly made.


Hoo...


The Pteranadon King brings LJ and JH to the Place of Winds, but they are too exhausted to speak, no matter how urgent the errand. The birds find a suitable nest for them to rest in. The last thing LJ is aware of before she drops off is being curled up next to JH as the winds sing a lullaby.


LJ finds herself in a place of white mists. She is wandering, searching for something, but she can't remember what. Suddenly she stops. There is someone directly ahead of her. A man with blue skin and white hair that moves as if it were being blown by the wind. She doesn't know him, but for some reason he looks familiar. He smiles at her.
"There you are, little girl. I've been waiting for you. Come and sit. Talk to me."
She isn't sure why, but she trusts him. She sits on one of the clouds next to him, uncertain why she is here. Or even where here is.
"This is nowhere. A place that can only exist in dreams. This is the only way I could talk to you. I don't have long. There is something I sent to you, a long time ago, but it went astray and I think you need it now. It will help you adjust. You've changed, little girl, and there's no going back. You're going to have to accept that."
She frowned, confused. "I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even know your name."
He looks a bit taken aback by that before giving a wry chuckle. "Of course you don't. Leave it to Izzie to take a little thing like dying as a personal affront. Look, don't worry about it. It's in the note."
He stands up, walks over to her, and kisses her lightly on the forehead. "Just know that I'm proud of you, little girl."
With that he vanishes and LJ once more drifts into a dreamless sleep.


JH sleeps deeply, deeper than he has for quite some time. As he sleeps his vine and branch tattoos pull back, closer to their original state. As more than a few do so, scars of many sizes and severity are revealed. When the larger ones are revealed JH winces painfully in his sleep. The tattoos surrounding the runic engravings seem to sizzle and they retreat.

Eventually the movement stops. JH looks much more worn than he ever has. The signs of his recent battles are upon him. He switches from sleep to passed out from the pain.


The air elemental approached as gently as possible. He did not wish to wake the sleepers. He set a package gently next to the girl and made a sign of respect. It would take time for her to grow into her own. She would be very weak at first. He frowned as he saw the hurts of her chosen mate. If it were in his power to help he would. She would have to find her own strength sooner rather than later, he thought. He backed away as silent as well, air.


*As they sleep, Lynora-Jill and Jack Hammer hear two words, though they hold no power.*
"The Club."
They don't have to pay these words any heed if you don't want them to.


LJ wakes up suddenly, sitting up and looking around frantically. There was something - something important. But she can't remember what.
She sees JH sleeping, badly wounded. She tries to cast a healing spell before she remembers that she no longer has any divine magic. She starts to cry then, silently so as not to wake him, leaning her head on his chest. She doesn't notice that his wounds begin to close over where her tears fall.


JH wakes as a particularly large stab of pain courses thru him. He can't help but jostle LJ as she holds him.

Owww...Sorry, hon. I've been having the weirdest dreams...

He grimaces when he tries to move. The only fresh wounds he has are from the latest battles. Scars cover his older wounds. The pain makes him realize that the dream was real. He sees Lyn's tears, and pushes aside the pain.

Are you OK? Are you still hurt?


Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you. I woke up and I saw that you were in pain and I tried to cast a spell that would help you before I remembered that I c-couldn't, and I was just so f-frustrated. After everything you've been through to help me, I should be able to ease your pain and I hate that I c-can't. She keeps trying to talk and cry at the same time. The words are mostly understandable.


Don't worry about me. It looks worse than it is. A little time with a buffing wheel and I'll look a lot better.

Don't cry. He holds her and lets her cry.

How are you feeng?


She sniffles and wipes her eyes.
Better. It doesn't hurt anymore. I had the strangest dream... Are you sure you're alright? You had that look on your face as you slept like you were in so much pain.


I feel tired. JH looks at his arms as he holds Lyn.

That's weird. The Earth tattoos are gone...

The look of panic crosses his face. He begins looking closely, wincing if he moves too quickly.

Is any of it left?! Man, that's a lot of scars...

Yes. A small tree btwn his shoulder blades.


LJ quickly checks across his body to see if she can find any trace of the earth tattoo.
There's still a small tree between your shoulder blades. And so many scars...She traces her fingers across some of the oldest scars. They're causing you pain, aren't they?


Some. The Earth must have been shielding me.

Why did it withdraw?


I don't know. I don't understand any of this. Since we're here, I suppose that we should ask the birds for their wisdom. And then I guess we need to talk to the tree emperor and find out what's happening to you.


Sounds like a plan.

Maybe it means the threats are over and we can retire. Nah, that'd be too easy.

Lead on. You're in your element after all. Get it? Your element. Wind?

Owww...I don't know what hurts worse. That joke or my ribs.


She laughs and reaches out a hand to gently touch his face. Almost certainly too easy, but I would gladly face anything so long as I have you by my side.

We should go. What's this? she says, puzzled as she picks up a long narrow package. She glances back at JH and when he seems as puzzled as she is, opens it. Inside is a bow and a note. She opens the note.

Spoiler:
Little Girl,
Well, Izzie swears that's what she's having so I'll start out with my profoundest apologies if it turns out that for once in her life she was wrong about something. If you are reading this, I am no longer among the living. I have no idea when you are receiving this. I asked my grandfather to give this to you if I didn't make it, but time doesn't have a lot of meaning to an elder air elemental, so I only hope that he remembered at all. I am going to face yet another evil, since that's what heroes do. Izzie is hopping mad that she can't come with, but then there's you to think of. My only regret is not being there to meet you, to watch you grow up. Know that I love you.
This bow was a gift to me from your mother and somehow it seems fitting that I now give it to you. Use it well, preferably to kill lots of evil things. It's hard to think of what to say to a child I'll never see. There's probably so many things you want to know, but there just isn't time to write that much. Be safe. All my love, Jeren Skydancer.
(In Auran) The bow does not require arrows. Merely draw it back and it will form a bolt of positive energy that you can use to heal the living or damage the unliving. Good hunting, granddaughter.

She looks up. It's from my father. It wasn't a dream after all. She hands the note to JH.

The bow has no actual magical qualities. It's kind of like Dumbo's feather.


lynora-Jill wrote:

She laughs and reaches out a hand to gently touch his face. Almost certainly too easy, but I would gladly face anything so long as I have you by my side.

We should go. What's this? she says, puzzled as she picks up a long narrow package. She glances back at JH and when he seems as puzzled as she is, opens it. Inside is a bow and a note. She opens the note.

** spoiler omitted **

She looks up. It's from my father. It wasn't a dream after all. She hands the note to JH.

I feel sorry for your dad. He never got to know you.


Mom would never talk about him at all. I didn't even know his name before now. I wish I'd had the chance to know him, too.


Maybe we can find out who he was?

Where is your grandfather, err..great-grandfather?


I'm not sure. I mean, he must have been here to deliver the package, but I was asleep. And even if I called up an elder air elemental I don't know how to be sure it's the right one.

I dreamed I was talking to my father. Only I didn't know that's who he was. I thought he looked familiar, but I didn't know why. He said he was proud of me.


lynora-Jill wrote:
He said he was proud of me.

Probably 'cause you have such a fine boyfriend.

Owww...don't hit so hard.


Jack Hammer wrote:
lynora-Jill wrote:
He said he was proud of me.

Probably 'cause you have such a fine boyfriend.

Owww...don't hit so hard.

Oh, I'm so sorry. I barely touched you. I forgot how much you were hurting. Here, let me kiss it and make it better, she added with a mischievous grin.

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