War of the Magi

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War of the Magi​
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The temple was silent as it always is despite the war beginning….

In the dark deeps of the silent structure is a room the size of a city hidden underground, in the middle of this room stands the mage keeper for the next war. His job is to view everyone in the war and determines if they break one of the rules, he has the power to sentence those who break the rules and undo the contract an artifact makes with its master. This man stood silently waiting for something in the middle of this dark room. The man shifted slightly to get a view of a different section of the room but still saw nothing. Then it started… an hourglass with the top half filled with sand appeared floating next to the man, this is the first of thousands of score keepers. The man looked at this hourglass as more appeared all with slight differences in color and the metal framing but all being the same size and all having the top half filled with sand. The man knew what these were, whenever a master defeated another master in battle a grain of sand would fall to the bottom and when all the grains had fallen the war would have a winner. Then as the man watched two hourglasses fused into one larger one and the man nodded, this showed a team was formed.

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Cyan let out a weary sigh before pulling his tie off his neck and pulling at his collar, Cyan hated dressing formal but being part of a high ranking Magi family he was forced to wear suits and such to his disgust. Cyan let out another sigh as he took the black top off and undid the top three buttons of his shirt and the button two after he untucked his shirt. Cyan then relaxed a bit more as he undid the buttons on the cuffs of his sleeves. At least that’s our of the way Cyan thought as he pressed one of the buttons on the panel of his seat causing the black curtain to move aside revealing the back of the drivers head. Cyan was in his families black stretched limo to his disliking and the driving always went to slow for Cyan’s liking.

“Driver how much longer till we get home?” Cyan asked with a fair amount of command in his voice, the drivers response was a swift stiffening before a verbal response.

“We should be back within the next two minutes young Master”, the driver said back in a calm dull voice that bored Cyan. Cyan pressed the button again to close the curtains before picking up a plastic drink bottle off the ground and taking a long drink of water out of it and sighing again as he looked at the sword propped up against the seat next to him. This was Cyan’s artifact, Durandal the sword of Fallen Arms. Cyan liked his artifact as it was shaped like the swords he trained to use and it increase his traits in just the way he liked to fight making fighting effortless for Cyan. Although Cyan hadn’t yet fought another Master, he was more than capable of it. Cyan then noticed the car stopping and was glad to be home again as he hated not being able to relax and act like himself. Cyan stayed at the Shador home just outside London, it was a massive two story structure built like a olden day French mansion despite it being only ten years old. Cyan liked this place as it was private and his parents disliked it and so never stayed here meaning he didn’t have to see them. As the car stopped fully Cyan got up and opened the door and walked out onto the gravel with Durandal in one hand and a drink bottle in the other. Cyan walked straight up the concrete steps to the cream colored building and opened the doors and entered, Cyan never liked waiting for the driver to open the door and so he was left standing next to the door Cyan burst out of. The entry was a large white hall with marble floors and walls; there were oak doors to Cyans left and right and a pair of double doors in front of him. Cyan was tiered so he turned right leading to a another hall with dinning tables before opening a hidden panel in one of the walls with a elevator in it and riding this to the second floor and exiting. Cyan was now in a long hall with several doors in it all of which lead to bedrooms and such. Cyan walked down the hall and opened the second to last one of the right and opened it as he heard a door open behind him.

“Your finally home then Cyan”, Rens calm pure voice sounded from behind Cyan making him turn round to see the beautiful girl standing there looking like she just woke up and judging by here pure white night gown she probably did. Cyan smiled at her which got a yawn as a response.

“Yeah I just got back, I’m sorry for waking you up but I’m going to bed now”, Cyan explained before Ren smiled.

“That’s ok, just get a good sleep as we’ll only train in the afternoon tomorrow”, Ren said sleepily as she turned around and walked back into her room and closed the door. Cyan managed a weak smile before he himself walked into his room and went to bed.
 
*bang bang bang* punch after punch hit the punching bag of Tuffa then yu Gym. Stephen was punching away, seemingly angry at something. The poor punching bag receiving a beating for something it didn't do, Unjust to say the least. As a kick hit the bag it came off of it's mount and crashed to the floor. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING" shouted a man from across the room "YOUR ALWAYS RUINING MY GYM" he continued "Sorry Mr Tuffa" Stephen replied as he picked up his towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Stephen turned around and began walking away, towards the exit. "where do you think you are going" Mr tuffa announced "Home" Stephen replied as he threw a roll of around 100 pound Sterling to the podgy elderly man before he kicked the door open. as Stephen stepped out onto the Street he walked over to the Car park and then walked over to his 16th Birthday present from his mother, A Nissan 350Z. He unlocked the car and climbed in. he started the engine turned on his musci and began the drive home.
 
Cyan woke up with a start before letting out a long yawn, Cyan looked to his right and saw Durandal sitting next to his bed were he left it. After a few seconds Cyan thought about waking up but looked at the clock and rolled his eyes. It was only 9am meaning Cyan could sleep for another 3 hours or so without Ren getting annoyed at him despite the fact she probably would wake up around the same time as well. Cyan smiled at this before he lay back down and his door opened. Ren was standing there sleepily and she looked exhausted despite a good sleep. Cyan knew why and he knew what was happening, Ren was walking in her sleep and she simply walked up and dropped onto Cyans bed next to him and curled up like a little girl sleeping with her parents. Cyan smiled at this before he himself fell asleep again after thinking about all the Magi families he knew that could make allies or enemies. The war had began and Cyan hadn't decided to fight alone or in a team yet.
 
OOC: Im not too inspired at the moment, but ill try. Also im pretty sure its spelled "artifacts".

IC: Gabriel sat at the edge of a cliff, looking at the stars and thinking. There was no telling of what he was actually thinking of. Being in deep thought, he didn't sense that someone is near him, but he realized quite soon that his mother was there, also carrying her spear Arc Wind, for no apparent reason.
"...and why are you carrying the Arc Wind with you?" said Gabriel.
His mother replied, "There is no telling where and when the enemy will attack you."
"Yeah, right."
Gabriel rose and unsheathed the Serpent Flare, which began glowing sky-blue.
"You know you must work on your avoidance skill. Even with your etherialism and your weapon you can still be hit easily and you know that.", his mother said.
They began sparring - Gabriel avoided many of the Arc Wind's blows using the S. Flare. Made from orihalcon alloy, the dagger could block piercing weapons easily - when a spear hits the dagger's blade, the physical force of the blow is reduced to zero and the dagger stays motionless. Combined with the magical power of Artifacts, the dagger becomes an impenetrable shield.
His mother replies to his skills.
"I am still amazed of the traits of the Serpent Flare. Shouldn't we go home?"
"Why should we go home? It's not that late. It's-"
"-two AM."
"Then I'll hang around more over here and I'll go home later."
Before his mother leaves, Gabriel also replies:
"And they're my skills and my traits! Not my Artifact's! "
 
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Cyan rolled over again to find the clock displaying 11:49 which meant it was about time to get up. Cyan rolled back over to find Ren still sleeping next to him but he was use to this as she did this almost every morning when he was home. Cyan got up out of bed and had a quick shower before getting changed into his casual clothing he normally wore which was a white sleeveless shirt with a long sleeved white black and red top over it along with plain white pants with a silver belt. As Cyan left the room and Ren alone and walked downstairs to check on a couple of things before going into a large training room and drawing Durandal which he brought with him.
 
OOC: i think it can be spelt either way


Claes had wrapped herself comfortably around what she thought was her pillow, drapping her leg over it and snuggling her face against it. Uah~ So soft... Hm...i never thought you were like that, Claes... The coy and mysterious voice shocked her awake as Claes pulled her head back from what she now saw was her cousin's chest. Ah, sorry Shigure. I keep forgetting i'm sharing beds with someone. It's better than when i first came, where you ripped my clothes off in the middle of the night. WHAT! I did? And you did this and that.... Shigure turned away, her face reddening. Uah! I'm so sorry. Ju~~~st kidding, about the this and that part anyways. Before Claes could throw her pillow at her cousin, she had already flipped out of the bed and sat on the beams that crisscrossed her attic roof. Well, i'll meet you downstairs in a few minutes then. I'll help make breakfast. Like a ninja, Shigure disappeared in a swirl and Claes was left alone in her room once again. It was big, running from one end of the house to the other. Basically, the whole area under the roof was hers. Unfortunately, her obsession with weapons and such had her fill the room up mostly with swords, bows, mace staff, armour etc. Only an area of 4x6 metres were free for her bed, draw, closet and the other normal things in a room. Sighing deeply, Claes slipped into her clothes (picture in profile) and put on a hoody over the top before making her way down to the 1st floor.

The house of her foster parents was nice. It laid just outside of Metropolis london, where they had a large plot of land with a pool, tennis court and such. It reminded her of her old home, only smaller. Not that it mattered. She loved her foster parents and that was that. In order to not become dependant, she got a job, despite all that she inherited and acted like a normal girl...as normal as she could get while going through her cousin's hellish training. After eating her sausages and egg and cleaning up, Claes gave a another sigh and took out Ascendant Justice and Auralises' Deliverance (or AJ and AD for short). Outside, Claes walked towards the woods near the pond. From her pocket, Claes pulled out a scrunched piece of paper. Come to the giant oak after you have finished your duties. From where she stood, there was an arrow carved into the tree, pointing at the space between the giant oak and the maple. Ah, nuts. God only knows what Shigure has planned. Slipping the swords besides her right hip, one horizontal and the other slanted, Claes ran into the thicket.
 
Cyan swung his sword in the trained starting exercises he knew before following through with some high speed combos that Ren taught him. After this Cyan decided to try his Fantasy and train with it as Ren had taught him to, the gate opened up behind Cyan and about twenty weapon handles appeared on the gates surface. Cyan turned around and pulled a pole arm from the gate and trained at using it with one hand before putting it back in the gate and drawing a dagger. Cyan repeated this with about thirty weapons using each for around ten minutes. Afterward s Cyan was tired and hungry so he simply sheathed Durandal and closed the gate before heading to the kitchen to find Ren sitting at a stool with ice cream while still in her night gown while the houses chief looked at her smiling as she was enjoying it.

"Hey Batoray", Cyan said to the big Itlain man who was the chief, the man was taller than Cyan and was rather fat but he was a joly nice person who enjoyed seeing people enjoy food he made. Cyan always liked him as he loved to make ice cream not matter the time of the day, and Ren liked this fact about him to.

"Oh young master, would you like to make you some ice cream as well?" Bartoray asked with a smile in his deep cheery voice.

"I'm alright for now, I can just do with a good snadwhich", Cyan said as he sat down next to Ren.

"One good sandwhich coming up young master", Bartoray added before he pulled some fresh bed out of the oven and cut it up and prepared a large sandwhich. "How is your training doing young master?" Bartoray asked as he passed the massive sandwhich to Cyan.

"Thank you for this and my trainings going well, I can use around nineteen different weapons as my side arm now which is useful", Cyan finished as he attacked the sandwhich.
 
Eldon walked the streets of London... He smiled as he passes innocent people, his smiles weren't of kindness although they may have appeared that way... Instead he smiled at the idea of him winning battle after battle, killing those who stepped in his way, and most of all he smiled at the thought of the pain and suffering that these people he smiled at would have to endure for years to come.

Eldon didn't have much of an agenda planned for the day however... He deed need to find some people who could join up with him in his quest for domination. Its not really that he thought he needed people to help him make his dream come true, he simply just wanted a little help... He felt a little slugish and so why should he do all the work when he could have others do the work for him... Yes it was a bright idea to get some helpers, but who would want to work for some kid?

Regardless Eldon searched the city for those who could be of use to him...
 
Claes pounded through the forest, weaving between the thck bodies of the old trees. The age of the trees meant that the trunks were wide, covering a large portion of her vision as she slalomed on. Claes caught a really soft thck noise and instinctively dove to the floor in a combat roll. Just centimetres above her head, a volley of arrows shot out from the dark and peppered the Pine next to her. In a fluid motion, Claes continued the roll and got back onto her feet. Here it comes... Seconds after the first trap was set off, every tree seem to have some sort of trap, spewing kunais, shuriken, senbon needles, pit traps, flying spiked walls all seem to come out of the middle of nowhere. It took her everything just to avoid the traps, her eyes darting all over the place. Just as she avoided a rather nasty arrow/ spike combination, Claes turned for a split second to look at it when Shigure dropped down from up high.

Her Setsumaru came down in a supersonic iai draw from it's sheath. Claes could feel the sword cut her eyelashes as it passed her head. Not being able to stop her forward momentum, Claes tumbled forward and attempted a cross X slash with AJ and AD. The strike was easily stopped when Shigure slipped a twig in the cutting point. The moment Claes realised what had happened, Shigure had disappeared from sight and reappeared behind her, with her kodachi's drawn. There was no moment of hesitation nor mercy. With the grace, flowing movement of a snake, Shigure rained down on Claes with strikes, most which she just managed to parry. Side swipe, overhead, mid body, hip strike... Claes eyes shot around like a pinball, trying to focus on her cousin's sword strikes. They were unbelieveable. They were so fast that she could just barely see her hands moving. Even then, they were just slight twitches from her sides. Then suddenly, Claes' eye caught something, her cousin's lower abdominal area was open. Lunging at the opening, the girl sure it was victory when Shigure bent backwards and watched Claes' sword sail over. With a whip of a wrist, her kodachi's shot upwards, catching both AJ and AD in a vice and sending them skittering upwards before embedding itself into an overhanging Mahogany. Still in one movement, Shigure straightened and went for a strike. Claes brought her hands up as some sort of bare handed defense, but was quickly shattered by a bare slap to the inside wrist by her left kodachi, knocking them to the side, before locking both blades in an X at her neck and toppling Claes over into the ground. You lose. In real life fights, your head would be still flying after you have touched the ground. Sheathing her kodachi, Shigure used a whip to recover Claes' sword from the Mahogany.
 
OOC: :holyshit: OMG! That was disgusting! I hope you weren't here 1h ago!

IC: Gabriel woke up early, at almost 7:30, in his house in Romania. When he looked at the door, he saw a parcel with a note attached to it. The parcel looked old but it also was odd - Gabriel sensed there was some kind of emanation of energy coming out of that parcel. He approached it and took the note:
The Dragon Gem.... protect it.... be careful, Gabriel...
-Mother​
"The... Dragon Gem?"
 
Stephen pulled into the multi-story car park opposite his flat building in London and climbed out of his car. "Mr Hownam" a voice came from the darkness Stephen pressed the lock button on his car keys then dropped them into his pocket. he looked around "Who is there" he shouted glancing around frantically. Stephen slid his Ehrgeiz onto his hands "Do not worry Magi, I am not here to hurt you" Stephen smiled "you mean try" there was a sadistic laugh as a man strode out of the Darkness.

the man had a sword connected to his hip which he un-sheathed, Stephen clenched his knuckles so tight they cracked "you wanna do this here" Stephen announced as a car drove past. once it had past the man had vanished "this is gonna be interesting" Stephen muttered as he left the Multi-story and headed across the road to his Flat building ad then up to room 14, he locked the door behind him and lay on his bed.
 
.::Crescent Hero::. said:
OOC: :holyshit: OMG! That was disgusting! I hope you weren't here 1h ago!
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OOC: I saw it, but i was capped, so i didnt see everything, just a tiny bit of the top

Claes walked behind Shigure, further into the forest. The sunlight flickered down through the leaves, creating a serene feel. For a second, she thought that they were just a pair of girls, taking a nice walk in their yard when Shigure stopped. Movement training. You very well know that strength is not your forte, so we increase your speed, flexibility and agility to compensate. I will teach you the movements of the ninja. With a swish, Shigure disappeared in a swirl of leaves, reappearing up high in a tree. If you are to follow me, how would you do it? Claes thought that the most obvious method was to climb the trees, but looking around, she understood why Shigure chose this spot. There was no foothold on any of the trunks. The tree were smooth from roots up to where the branches split plus the slippery nature of the tree's bark. Uh oh. This is bad... Still, Claes ran fast at the closest tree, making up about two metre or so before slipping off the bark. Shigure threw a shuriken at the middle of the tree, landing with a thunk. Try retrieving the shuriken. It is a much easier goal than just getting to the top. Nodding her head, Claes ran for the tree again, and again, and again.
 
Stephen lay still on his bed, gazing up at the ceiling. who was the guy with the sword, and why did he come after Stephen. two of his only thoughts. Stephen sat up, and shook his head "I can't take it here" Stephen muttered as he stood up and pulled off his vest, revealing a tattoo on the right side of his abdomen, it was a burning ace of spades card. Stephen walked over to his closet and opened it, many different coloured versions of the outfit he had on were hung in it. he pulled a White Vest from one of the hangars and pulled it on over his head.

He slid his arms into the slots as he walked towards the door, he patted his right thigh pocket to make sure he had his Keys, he grabbed his wallet and left the apartment. he strode down the corridor and entered the Elevator. there was a woman in it, a Red head who was extremely attractive. Stephen smiled at her as he leaned over and noticed the ground floor button had already been pressed. after standing back up straight he watched the small light run down to the ground floor. a ding notified they had reached their destination "ground floor, mens wear" Stephen announced causing the red head to let out a little giggle.

Stephen exited the elevator first and strode out into the Streets of London, he looked around and then crossed the road to go to his car.
 
Cyan sighed after he finished his sandwich before smiling at how nice it was.

"Thanks for that I needed it", Cyan said as he left the room quickly with Ren towing on behind him.

"So where are we going today Cyan?" Ren asked with a sweet smile as Cyan tied Durandal to his belt and headed upstairs.

"Well I was thinking about going into the city today to see if I can find anyone", Cyan said with a smile before Ren dashed down the hall and into her room. About thirty seconds latter Ren emerged wearing jeans and a plain white shirt as the day was quite nice. Cyan was still amazed at how fast she got changed when he mentioned going into the city. Cyan and Ren walked outside to find the car already waiting as it always was during the day, they both hoped in and the trip to town took about three quarters of an hour before both Ren and Cyan left the limo and started walking around central London. Cyan enjoyed walking with Ren and seeing the shocked look on her face at everything, Ren was one of the high trainers that appear when a Magi master gets their artifact and because of this she knows nothing of the world which Cyan finds cute. Cyan had enjoyed her company as he normally spends all his time alone. After about half an hour Cyan managed to spot someone with what appeared to be an artifact, it was a tall middle aged man with black hair and he had a sort of spear on his back. Cyan smiled before he crossed the empty street and stood in front of the man. The area was empty so a fight would pose no treat to anyone and since attacking trainers is against the rules if Ren gets hurt he'll lose his Artifact, that's one reason why Cyan brings Ren alone as it stops all large area of effect attacks being used.
 
As Eldon walked down the streets of London he had hardly any luck finding anybody with an artifact... In fact he was starting to get a little unearved by it, he started getting a little pissed off. Though he was getting a little frustraited he still maintained his temper, he usually doesn't get so upset but as before he was still in a sluggish mood.

Eldon scuffed his feet with boredom as he walked down a street... Then suddenyl he caught out of the corner of his eye a man with dark black, he looked of middle age, and to Eldon's surprise he had some sort of spear on his back! This made smile work its way onto Eldon's face, Hopefully thats an artifact... Eldon thought as he watched the man closley... Then Eldon also notice a boy and a girl crossing the street towards the man... Maybe he has an artifact too?

None of the people Eldon watched had saw him... Eldon laughed a little bit. He thought it funny how he didn't even have to use his vision to see them, yet they still hadn't spotted him!

Eldon leaned up against a street light. It flickered and turned off...
 
Cyan drew Durandal straight away as the man drew his spear, Cyan had several advantages already as he could change weapons constantly in a fight and adjust to anything this guy had but Cyan still decided to start off slow to see what this man had. Cyan pointed Durandal at the man before the air behind Cyan turned into a reflective pool for a split second before around thirty weapons apeared on the surface of the gate Cyan ahd just made. Cyan smiled at the man before he swung his spear cuasing a line of thunder to go straight at Cyan but Cyan was ready as four spears emerged from teh gate and dropped into the ground infront of the attack and grounded the thunder. Cyan smiled as the spears came out of the ground and floated around Cyan before being join by a further two.

"You got skill kid and an impressive fantasy there", them man said in a calm voice before Cyan smiled and all the light within a thirty meter radius was absorbed by Duranadal rendering the area in pitch blackness before it became light again showing Cyan with a spear in one hand and a larger thicker bladed Durandal in the other. The man grinned and the head of the spear changed to an armor peciring one and he fired several bolts of thunder at Cyan but again the spears droped into place and prevented the attack. Cyan wanted to end this fast so several weapons in the gate left there posistions and turned into lengths of light that flew at the man, this time the man swore and the edge of the spear changed into a scyte and the attacks went clean through the man as if he was a ghost. "This is my fantasy, wraith step", the man said wickedly before running at Cyan and swinging at him, Cyan simply moved the spears to block while he stabbed the man in the chest with his spear to find it passed clean through him. Cyan pushed the man back using the spears on his weapon before getting a nasty idea on how to beat him.
 
Eldon stayed back and watched the two people fight, he witnessed both of their fantasies and now if he wanted to, he could exploit them... As it was though Eldon didn't really feel like fighting at the moment, but at a certain point he would have to step in wouldn't he?

Anyways Eldon watched them fight from a distance, he judged which one was stronger than the other, which one would help him more in his quest for damnation...

It was a fierce battle with many different types of weapons, yet still it bored Eldon in a sort of way, he became fidgety, he wanted to step in, but... This wasn't his battle... But then again since when did he start caring if it was his battle or not, Eldon grasped his precious Hitoshirenu Kagai and made his way dilegently across the street...

Moments later Eldon stepped right in between the two fighters and an evil grin became itself up on his face... "Hello i'm Eldon" He said with his smile and as he retained that smile he said "Okay now it is as simple as this... Your either with me, or your dead..."
 
Cyan was a little surprised by this new guys entry and comment and Cyan decided to treat him in a normal fashion.

"Hey if you didn't notice this is a duel, a one on one fight with no extras so how about you wait in a corner or something so I can finish this", Cyan mumbled before his spears interlocked and flexed so the man was in the middle of a prison before Cyan ran at his opponent. The older man brought his spear up to swing but Cyan released the pent up energy in Durandal causing him to vanish before the mans scythe got knocked out of his hand and he turned back to normal with a spear through his heart. Cyan back away and left the man to die instantly before his spears surrounding the new guy flew back into the gate along with the spear he was holding. "Ok now we can fight, oh and be aware if you hurt my trainer your weapon will go", Cyan said wickedly before pointing at Ren who was sitting calmly on the steps of a house next to Cyan.
 
"The Dragon Orb, eh? The magic jewel that allows one to harness powers of the Dragons.... it is pure Necromancy. I will NOT tolerate Necromancy. However... my mother gave me a task. I must perform Seal Evil. But how will I find someone highly trained in these kind of arts?"
Gabriel sighed.
"London, of course."
Gabriel took his 3-wheeled car from the garage and dashed to the airport.
 
In the clearing a remnant of a campfire slowly burned to a halt. There was no tent or other things you would expect, but there was one person, Sat cross-legged on a tree stump near the remnants. Her long Blonde hair falpping in the breeze. She was completely still, as if she were a statue.

Then with sudden haste her eyes snapped open and she rolled out of the way. An arrow hit the stump she had been on with a hollow 'thunk!'. One glance showed her what the arrow belonged to, it was so crudely made it could be nothing else...
"Goblins" Krystal said quietly looking around for the source of the arrow. She unsheathed pain and panic and brought them close to her chest, then she muttered an old incantation her father had placed upon the blades. "Vita Brevis, Ars Longa"

The swords shone a menacing blue colour and a smile appeared on her face. "AARRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!" She called running forward at the group of goblins that had appeared ut of the undergrowth and launched a flurry of blows. The ensuing fight lasted about 5 minutes with her standing and watching in amusement as a goblin tore at his own flesh to try and stop the pain that Krystals enchantment was causing. With a last cry the final goblin lay dead and Krystal used one of their tunics to clean her weapons of Goblin ichor. They made a satisfied 'Tshhhk' Sound as they slipped into their scabbard once more and She straightened up. Adjusting her cloak She walked into the trees and headed to the elven village of Carnan to warn them of the Goblins
 
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