Evanescent Fairytale {RP}

A new morning in a New Year begins as the world of Agia awakens from yet another slumber. All citizens of the world began their day in a great leisurely manner unsuspecting that someone somewhere was planning something destructive. That someone was a particularly nasty creature who walked through the small town Iiya littered with trash. This person was a male elf named Orin.

Robed in a green cloak, his blonde hair seeming to flow endlessly behind him, he walked towards the Mana Tree, which stood even closer than he had imagined. The small town surrounded by the giant tree’s roots was the central place for mana practice of the element of earth. Orine had finally met with the tour guide he was looking for who was a native of the town. He gazed down upon the short man eyeing him for three minutes before finally speaking in a calm tone. “Are you going to watch me all day you filthy human or are you going to show me to the tree?” he spoke. “Or is it just a game you seek? The look on your face disgusts me…”

“Oh!” replied the short tour guide. “T-this way sir! We don’t get many tourists like you around these par-“

“Oh shut it.” Snapped Orin. “More walking less talking.”

Orin pulled out a closed black sack and held it up. “If you can get me to the tree’s mana site in less than 30 minutes I’ll pay greatly as a reward.” Said Orin grinning maniacally.

“Right this way!” the short man gasped as he hurried Orin over to a cliff in which the great tree stood.

It seemed to grow out of this rocky crater and upwards at least three miles tall. The short tour guide began to move his hands around in a circle. Orin stared in disgust. He was never able to control mana as well as this human could. The earth around them began to lift gently upwards toward the Mana tree. Slowly they rose higher and higher to a section in the middle of the tree which was clearly made for tourist to visit. Slowly as the tour guide began to guide the circular land on which they stood towards the ledge of the tourist exhibit, Orin fumbled around in the black sack he showed the man.

Stepping onto the ledge Orin shouted “With haste! With haste! There’s no time to waste!”

The guide caught up and led Orin through the path leading deeper inside the tree’s core. “But sir, don’t you want to look at the exhibits?” asked the tour guide.

“I just wan’t to see the tree’s core…” said Orin. “I have never seen the sight before…”

Orin walked on towards the path to the core of the mana tree. He could see the glow coming from further and ran ahead of the confused tour guide. “Why must I always get stuck with the weird customers?” muttered the guide under his breath as he ran after Orin.

There it was. The elf had traveled for five days to get to this point. He pressed his face against the glass looking out into the center of the mana tree where blue strands floated, stirring, colliding, and splitting. He had found what makes the world breathe. Now he could resurrect the one who had made the world quiver in fear. “Um, sir? You’re not supposed to lean on the glass. It might bre-“started the guide.

Orin had already struck the glass with a sword he had kept under his green cloak. He jabbed at the glass until it finally shattered. Wind seemed to suck from them the other way. “Heeheehee!” went Orin’s chuckle as a smile began to slide across his face.

He gazed toward the short tour guide and dropped the black sack into the tree’s hollow center filled with mana and reached his sword inside the stream of mana strands foatingup and down. His sword began to crystallize before his eyes. The tour guide watched in horror as Orin pulled out the emerald crystal blade. With a quick slash, the short man was dead before he knew what had happened. “Little filthy human likes to complain. Now go complain to the gods and tell them of this shame!” chuckled Orin as he happily danced out of the path as happy as can be.

BOOM! The bomb in the black sack had gone off as it hit the bottom of the tree. The ground began to rumble. All around the earth began to shake. An earthquake shook the planet of Agia this morning in the New Year. The planet’s 1000 year era of peace would soon be ending...
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Events:
Earthquake-Everyone
-react to the quake

(OOC:

I've set up an events system so that everything will hopefully run smoothly. It's consisted of different types of events that are color coded. Examples of the three different events are shown below:

Event-Mandatory
-these events will relate to the main story. There is no avoiding these events from happening and they usually affect all characters.

Event-Optional
-these events will usually relate to the main story. You can choose not to follow these and go about your adventure doing whatever you please. Choosing to follow these wont hurt or help you.

Event-Side Quest-Name
-these events are events that can only be triggered in certain situations. You can choose to ignore these also. They usually relate to a specific character/s whose actions can change the story's plot in many ways...

Anyways, that's all for now. Any important updates will be posted at the bottom of my posts! )

Virginia was riding on horseback, travelling along the coastal road toward Siard Castle. She planned on temporaily living here for the next few months as she planned on making money (the usual way) for her aunt, brother and father back home.

On the way there however she heard a loud explosion followed by an earthquake that startled the horse. Virginia tried to control her horse, "Woah!"

OOC: i edited My Last Post In The Discussion Forums With A Pic.

BIC: Sneaking around was impossible for Seridaxon the quiet whistles of steam being released from his pistons and the harmonic chiming of his gears twisting was a dead give away, so he stuck to what he did best get as close as you can to whatever your trying to hunt and throw something heavy at it the if that fails run it down and break it.

"Aeva processor engaging combat system"

A female voice in Seridaxon's head said, Seridaxon's face was instantly concealed under a plated helmet clinking and ticking into place in time with the twisting gears on the side of his head, his eyes lit up blue and more blue light began glowing out from between his adumantine plating.

"Aeva combat system engaged"

The voice said again, as the world Seridaxon looked upon began giving off readings.

"wind moving north-west, target is 150 meters in front of you to the south-east, estimating distance and time of engagement at sprinting speed... 7 seconds"

Seridaxon began running forward towards a person sitting on a horse.

Earthly World

Riley awoke at the sound of a train buzzing past his small Newyork apartment. "Ugh," he moaned as he pulled the covers over his head.
He had dreamed that same dream again for the past 5 nights in a row. Riley glanced at the clock by his bed. 10:30 am it read. He would be late for the airport! He whipped off the covers and pulled on a t-shirt, slipping on his headphones at the exact same time. Finally findina a pair of ripped jeans he had, he bustled out his apartment to meet his friend.
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All the way over on the cab ride, he had been thinking of it. The tree in his dreams stood as tall as the empire state building and the statue of liberty maybe taller. He rode the cab and finally ran out as soon as the airport approached, forgetting to pay the indian man driving. He rushed through the public place, his back hair uncombed and tangled, his odd grungy clothes flapping as he picked up speed. After what seemed like hours of patdowns, Riley finally made it to the airport where hir childhood friend Sarah had stood waiting. She looked impatient and as soon as she saw Riley she stormed over. "You kept me waiting all this time?!" she almost yelled through the airort. "We could have done so much! But now I have to leave."

"You know I'm not good with time Sarah." he said wiping the sleep from his eyes, the dream still playing inhis head. "I had that dream again."

"Give me a hug." demanded Sarah.

Riley had givin in and hugged his friend goodbye. "I hope you have a great time in Scotland."

"Oh I will!" said Sarah "You promised to write me every day! Don't forget!" said Sarah as she tool hold of her suitcase and ran towards her flight which was leaving at that exact moment.

Riley stood and watched. It seemed that everyone had left him and now his best friend would soon be leaving too. Watching the plane take off, Riley headed home to think about his next song. It was a melody inspired by his dream of a glowing green tree and it reapeated the same chant over and over again.

Mystro sat in the night...staring at the moon. He was waiting for something, chanting ominously in his head "Wait for the night with no moon." He stared at the moon as if he was enchanted. He had no idea where he was, why he was there, or when it was. He was not aware that this night was the end of an old year to bring in the new times. He did not know where he was from, nor did he know his own age. All he knew was that he was not human, but in fact a dragoon, his name, and his specialty in weaponry. He didn't even know his second best weapon.

He could not sleep yet again. He had to always be on guard, because this area he was was a very dangerous place to be. No matter where he turned, or what direction he walked, he coud not be safe. he watched as the moon go down and the sun came up. He never liked to be too far from the shore, so he could see it in the distance as he looked off with a desire for a unique sort of freedom.

"Will I ever remember? Who I am? Where i came from? Why I'm here?"

He was constantly doubting himself. Was the direction he starred off to the right way? there was no point in staying, or he would not last in this land. He had to escape, and if taking a bad route over an endless ocean was the risk, it was all worth it. He HAD to try his luck. It would be stupid not to. He waited as the day passed by...

Any normal traveler would search for civilization, but he chose to reamain as idle as possible. If he were to move his area, he may run into worse trouble than he was already in. all he knew of this land was the area he could see.

He didnt know it, but a series of events was about to happen. He had a feeling something stirred far north of him.

Could this be his answer to who he is? He only could wait for the moonless sky, and hope.

A loud rumbling filled the air and Ahrexian did what came naturally. Lifting himself 6 inches off the ground he headed towards the edge of the forest, in the direction of North Siard. He heard the client stumble behind him but with trees rocking on either side of him, roots pulling at the ground, all he cared about now was getting out alive.
He flew out of the edge of the forest bringing himself down to land on the ground a safe distance away. As he turned to check what had happened to the man he was being paid to protect, the man tripped, cutting his arm on a branch. Ahrexian ran the few hundred metres and dragged the man from the edge of the woods avoiding falling branches as the ground continued to shake.
Brushing his shoulder length hair out of his eyes he tended carefully to the man's cut, when he heard heavy footsteps a behind him. Turning his head he saw a man??? in heavy armour sprinting towards a woman on a horse. Leaving the client where he was, Arexian headed towards the rider as a fast jog, keeping his weapon well out of sight, he didn't want things to get awkward until he had been paid for this protection contract.

As soon as the earthquake passed, Virginia tried to get the horse to move but he was paying attention to a very tall man decked in armor running towards her at high speed. In addition, another man with not as much armor was coming down the road. "Schifezza..." (Shit...) she attempted to turn her horse and head into the forest to try and avoid the two.

The tree's whizzed pass as Orin ran through the trees in a fast pace. The quake had not reduced his speed at all. He ran throught the forest until finally he saw the Siard castle in the distance. Brandishing his newly formed balde Orin sensed others in the area. He heard the sound of a horse. "Tehe! That means he must be close. The object he possesses is what matters the most!" he muttered.

After walking a small while he spotted the man traveling to Siard. The man's protection was nowhere to be seen. "Surely he's protecting some how." muttered Orian hiding behind a bush getting ready to strike. "Only a matter of time before it's finished and all the world will begin to diminish."
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Event
Save the Client-Optional
-Save Ahrexian's client.

"Secondary target spotted, analyzing"

The voice in Seridaxon's head said as he sprinted past trees part of his vision zoomed in on the man running towards him as he continued to pick up speed.

"Target analyzed, prepare to engage?"

The voice asked a moment later.

"Prepare to engage" Seridaxon mumbled as tree branches smashed and splintered across his chest.

"Prepared to engage, may i suggest a weapon?"

The feminine voice said as Seridaxon's vision zoomed away from the man and then zoomed in on a huge oak tree.

"Yes you may Aeva" Seridaxon replied aloud as he ran past the huge tree he reached out with his colossal arm and smashed the tree as close to the base as he could severing the tree completely, Seridaxon moved his feet so he spun around in a full circle, at the same time he reached out with his other hand and grabbed the tree then threw it with all his strength towards the man running towards him, as he continued to pick up running speed Seridaxon saw the person on the horse move towards the trees.

"Primary target leaving immediate area, continue to prepare for engagement with second target?"

Seridaxon thought for a moment...

"Yes we shall have some fun first"

"You do not intend on killing these people?"

"No not today i simply want answers" Seridaxon said as he continued running.

OOC:Just so you know Garnet the tree is moving towards you horizontally about 4 foot from the ground.

((MOD OOC: Just a reminder, if you've only got an OOC comment to make, please do so in the discussion thread. Thanks. ))

Kyrie crossed her Windswords above her head, blocking the downward stroke of the kendo. Spinning out from underneath the blow, she swiped across with her scimitar, hoping to catch the enemy off-balance and gash his stomach. Her enemy jumped back in the nick of time, avoiding the blow. Kyrie followed with an upward reverse slice of her cutlass. That was deflected as the enemy brought their kendo down parallel to Kyrie.

Kyrie's blow knocked the kendo up above her enemy's head, and she took adavantage of his exposed state by landing a swift kick to the solar plexus. The kick drove the wind from the enemy and doubled him over. Kyrie pressed her advantage and leapt at her enemy's shoulders, knocking them to the ground. She pinned their arms to the ground and pressed her scimitar against their throat.

"Yield." It was not a question. It was a statement. The enemy gave a grunt and the slightest of nods. Kyrie released their right arm and the enemy removed their protective mask.

"Well done, lass." The old Battle Master was red in the face from the exertion of the mock fight. As Kyrie's trainer for the last several years, he had grown attached to the young Scout, and they sparred virtually every day. It had been a year since Kyrie had failed to best her tutor.

Kyrie stood and offered her hand to help the old man up. Just as he got to his feet, a rumble shook the small shelf in the mountainside on which they stood. The Battle Master paused in a seated position and looked around. "What was..." Then the earthquake exploded the rock face around them in a shower of debris. Stumbling, Kyrie helped her tutor up and they both scrabbled over to the relative safety of the switchback path in the side of the mountain.

When the shaking stopped, Kyrie looked around. When her gaze reached the direction of the Mana Tree, visible on the horizon at this northern latitude, she saw a plume of smoke. "Bernard, look." The old man followed Kyrie's eyes. He immediately knew something was wrong. And that it would engulf the whole continent.

"Go, lass. Go quickly."

"But what about the Elders?"

"I'll tell them. They'll understand."

"Should I ... ?"

"No, you will need all the strength you can muster when you arrive, I should think."

Nodding, Kyrie took off down the mountain at full clip. She ran due east, making haste toward the Mana Tree.

Ahrexian heard the man he was protecting cry out. "Idiot, if there are others around they'll know he's here" he thought.
Turning to see what was wrong he saw the tree heading towards him at the last minute. Without thinking of those who might see he blasted the centre of the tree with lightning before hiding his face. Splinters of wood sprayed across his arms and body, and then one much larger piece knocked him to the ground.
"Where is he?" Ahrexian muttered picking himself up and looking round for the client and brushing himself down.

Virginia's horse stopped shortly after entering the woods, avoiding the charging armored man's attack. She got off the horse and it ran off in the direction of Cia Village.

Virginia started climbing up a tree towards one of it's branches, ironic since most house cats are known to be stuck on a tree and scared to death. But she was no house cat, after climbing to the tree branch she started jumping from branch to branch getting back to the coastal road where she was attacked.

Standing on the branch close to the road, she listened in on the battle between the Armored Man and the mercenary as well as his client.

(OOC: since the quake was so far away, it would take time to reach Mystros position, so its in the same time frame as you all)
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Feeling small tremors underneath his feet, Mystro readied his arms for anything. Standing in his defensive position, he looked around him. This was an odd tremor, it did not origonate anywhere near his location. The sun was bright to an odd intensity, and that could mean anything.

In his head he began to hear screams of men, crying of children, clashing of blades, and the sound of flames, all echoing in his mind. Was he losing his sanity?

"What...are these sounds!?" he said aloud in a pained and struggling voice. "Something unusual is happening...something horrible..." He began to think up every possible solution and theory to what was happening, but none of it made logical sense. By the time the tremors had stopped, he was fully aware of what he had to do. He needed to find the reason for this happening.

He had to get off this unknown land and find the source. Maybe in doing so he could remember who he was...

Wait for the night with no moon...

(OOC Random tree hitting and throwing? I dunno but I'm guessing it's part of the whole "Chaotic Neutral" thing so I'm fine with it. Still waiting for Meredy intro.)

Orin had the rich man by the collar as he pulled him into the forest. After hiding the man's cold, dead body in a pile of leaves, Orin took out what he had stolen from the man. It was a giant emerald crystal structure in the shape of a necklace. "Heehee! Who knew the rich had such bad security!" muttered Orin as his grin faded to a frown. "And now to cleanse revive the monsters of long ago..."

The elf dresse in green sped of towards Cia village from whence he came. His plans were going perfectly. He hurried through the forest and found the villiage where he headed to the Sessia temple. The temple stood in the center of the small village and housed priestesses and nuns whom had practiced the healing arts of mana.

"Good day sir." said a short elfen nun as Orin walked by and entered the temple.

"The gods have protected this world for too long." muttere Orin as he passed a priestess praying by a small statue. "It's time to punish the world for its wrongs..."

Following the narrow passage into the giant hollow shirne, Orine greeted manu nuns. "Are you here for the sermon of Agithia the prophet?" asked a small nun eyeing Orin with suspicion.

Ignoring her he entered the chapel and closed the doors steadily behind him. There was a congregation praying in silence. Orin drew his blade. "It's way too crowded in here, and the ritual requires sacrifice I fear." he spoke.

Some of the nuns turned and echoed screams of horror as Orin began with the slaughter...
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Earthly world

"AAAAAAAGH!" Riley moaned grabbing his head in frustration.

Just moments ago he was watching the news when he had fell into a daydream. Visions of blood and gore flicked in front of his eyes no matter how many times he kept trying to force the images away. "Gah! It hurts." he moaned, his head beginning to pound violently.

Although he was alone in his apartment he could still hear the news on the television. "A church of Nuns slaughtered in Brooklyn leaves hundreds shocked..." the newscaster reported.

After hearing this, the aches had stopped and his head went back to normal again. "What the hell was that?"
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Orin stood at the altar. The bodies of the religious lay lifeless on the floor. "Crimson..." Orin spoke softly.

"Here to begin, here to end, Bring back monsters from the past! Here to build, here to kill, let his next reign come to last!" Orin chanted as he rose the mana blade he crafted upwards towards the skies.

Green miasma circles began to spew demons all across the land. Green circles appeared in the shrine. Seeing how his chants had work Orin smiled in delight. "Hahaha! Years of Deciphering ancient texts. I'm that much closer." he spoke as he left the bloody shrine.

"Now it has truly begun."
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Event

Demons-Mandatory-ALL
-demons have started appearing all over the word in green miasma circles. They come in packs of three and attack to kill. Try no to get killed!

After completing his quick search of the area (mostly scanning the area with his eyes from a distance, anyone who could make a man disapper so quickly and silently should clearly be avoided) he turned his attention back to where the horse rider had been.
Ahrexian saw a group of creatures appear in the distnace.
"What now?" he thought.
Then he saw the man running towards him. "Behind you!" Ahrexian shouted, half hoping the armoured monstrosity would turn his attention to the creatures before he reached himself.
Drawing his sword into his left hand he pushed a pulse of lightning through it energising the blade and forcing arcs of lightning to crackle along the edge.
He stood firm preparing himself for whichever threat became most apparent, and waited...

Since the tremors, Mystro felt his suspicions, but he saw something comming forth at him from the north. He readied for anything, prepared to kill as needed, or to defend himself from harm. As it aproached, he felt a pure evil of no good at all. He knew that it would be a battle to the death by that very feeling.

He waited.

Ready for a fight.

As the object closed in, he felt three different existances. The odds were against him. When it got close enough for him to reack, he leaped into the air with all his might, and grabbed the weakest feeling one. He used his blades to cut into whatever part of this thing that he happened to grab, and with all his might he threw it into the ground and created a cloud of dust. He felt for the creatures neck and penatrated the skin with his right handed blades. A snap of bone. A squirt of blood.

Mystro began to smile insanely. A look on his face of only the insane. His normally yellow eyes began to glow red. His first taste of worthy blood in a long time. His hunger grew rapidly. His mental state became unhealthy and unstable. His mouth grew moist, and his heart slowed. Adrenaline pumped through his body, and his pupils nearly vanished in the red. His insanity was at its peak. They didnt stand a chance.

He ripped his blades down the entire body, and loving the sound of cracking bone and tearing flesh. Among pulling his blades out of the body, he knew the other two would be attacking him. in a swift motion, he swung the hand previously inside the other creature in front of him, but during the swing, tasting the blood that was on the blade. He saw one of them running towards him, and he read every move that would come next by a single step.

"Demons blood." he said aloud, and as the other demon attacked he grapped the arm with his lef hand and cut the wrist off with his right blades. Using his left hand to hold the demon, the last demon had launched a long range attack, so he sheilded himself by throwing the demon that was in his clutches in the way, and at the same time using his right blades to cut into the spinal cord of the demon, and ripping it out with his hand. He pulled and pulled as hard as he could until *SNAP* the spine broke loose and the body in his arms became lifeless.

"Your turn."

Holding the spine in his hand, he ran at top speed and leaped, landing just behind his target. As soon as he gained footing, he whipped the spine around his opponent and tightened it as much as he could. eventually, he got it so tight, with a few sbaps, and a lot of blood, the head came off. Before the body fell, he penatraded the back using his left blade and lifted it into the air. This was followed by a slamming downward, thus ripping all the flesh off of the back.

"SURELY YOU CAN PUT UP A BETTER FIGHT!" He screamed at noone. "I'm dissappointed I heard no screams...Give me more...more blood and more screams!"

Hearing the high pitched cackle of an otherworldly entity, Vargan's first thought was of malevolent spirits. This world seemed to reek of disorder already, this was quickly strengthened when the ground beneath him began to shake. Crouching low he outlasted the quake well, walking on, discarding it as commonplace in these lands he began making way to the nearest settlement, a castle nearby caught his attention. According to a signpost this was Siard Castle, it should serve as shelter, for the time being at least.

Before he could begin his march there he heard a loud rumble as the earth around him began to crack open as strange beasts emerged from the cracks. "Well then... Seems that this place is doomed to the devil..." Unsheathing his claymore and grabbing it in both hands he held the blade fully forward as the demons surrounded him. He didn't know how strong they were, but he wasn't going to survive if he just let them hit first. "My name is Vargan Daize, and you demons are about to get sent back down the holes you spawned from or face execution!"

Virginia saw the man being surrounded by three wraiths that came out of the shadows. Despite not wanting to involve herself in any confrontation, he definitely needed her help. Coming out of the treetops, Virginia pulled out her straight-bladed Vajera dagger and jumped down on the demon, putting the blade right into the side of the neck of that particular demon. However another pair of three demons appeared in front of her.

Seeing the robed figure jump out of the tree into the group of demons ahead Ahrexian knew he had to act now.
Rolling to the left to avoid the charge of the thing that had thrown a tree at him he began to sprint towards the demons. As he got closer he noticed a second person who was shouting "...or face execution" he heard the man trail off.
As he covered the last tens of metres he saw another three demons spawn around the person from the tree, and charged into them at the last moment.
He slashed his sword into the face of the first, discharging the lightning as he did so.
Turning away from what was left of the exploded demon, he saw the other two advancing, and charged his sword with another bolt, preparing for the upcoming fight, he knew it would be difficult to pull of another strike like that, he was lucky to have hit the demon around the eye in order to push his sword into the skull for such a devastating stroke first time...
He set to work on the second of the demons, landing stroke after stroke, each one causing scorch amrks on the demons torso and arms.
As he placed the final stroke to fell the demon he stopped for a second to catch his breath and take stock of the situation, avoiding or parrying the blows from the demon still standing.

"Behind You" shouted the man Seridaxon had currently labeled primary target, unfortunately he had built up so much speed he couldn't actually slow down in time to do anything about the man simply rolling to the left of him.

Seridaxon rolled forwards and came out of the roll facing the way he had just came, in front of him both his targets had engaged some kind of wraith creatures.

"Assist or engage?" the feminine voice asked curiously.

'Assist" Seridaxon said aloud before charging into the fray and spear tackling the wraith closest to the man he had just attempted to crush with the tree.
After the wraith had been crushed under his massive weight and chewed up by his abdominal gears he stood up and smiled down at the smaller man in front of him as he avoided and parried the blows form the creatures.

"I thought you could all use some help" Seridaxon said to the smaller people.