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PostPosted: Mon May 08, 2017 2:08 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Hope had no difficulty keeping up with Lucis as she lead the merry menagerie search part of one amused human watch officer, a man in magical armor, and the addled master Owen. Still it was better than going on a beat with a Minotaur at your back. Alphons just lacked stealth and head clearance some days. Thoughts pushed aside, Hope steered the group down the path they'd taken, the tugging on her wrist starting to intensify with bruising quickness.

"Call me crazy, but this tracker is pulling on my wrist like a rare earth magnet pulling wire through Play-Dough. We must be getting close to where Miss Longbow has vacated too. When we find the girl, Master Lucis, do you have a way to do some tracing on her to find out where she'd gone? Like that scrying spell you did back in the office?" She'd ask Lucis.

"Would love to know where cells are being set up for experimentation. Everyone should have the right to feel safe and not tested on like a guinea pig." Hope broke off anything else she was about to say when she heard something running up the path towards them.

Her hand dropped by reflex to feel for the comfort of her gun as she watched the bend in the trail ahead of them. The quartz now pulled hard enough to force her to brace against the magical effect. It could be the girl they were looking for, but the few years working the streets in Rhy'Din as a Watch Member taught her that as soon as you assume anything, you're dead.

"Hold up guys. I hear someone coming up that bend. Let's see who pop's around while we still have an open advantage." She cautioned, her side arm was not drawn, but the strap on the holster was released to allow a quick draw if needed.
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PostPosted: Wed May 17, 2017 9:46 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Alexia didn't know how much longer she could go on. Her bare feet stung with every painful step and every muscle, every bone, every inch of her was screaming. Her clothes were viciously ripped and stretched thin and she was doing her very best to hold them to her broken body. Wherever she stepped, she left a trail of blood and even scraps of cloth now and again. She just wanted to go home and it seemed like it was worlds away. It seemed like a faded memory that she'd never live to see again.

As she soldiered on, she thought of her uncle. Would he care enough to look for her? Had he even noticed she was gone? He so often drunk himself into such a stupor, it was a wonder he was still alive. In fact, even before his drinking had spiraled out of control over the years, he had reached an unnaturally old age by human standards. She tried to remember exactly how old he was and the effort made her dizzy. The more she thought on it, she couldn't remember her own age either and the more she tried, the dizzier she got. Just like when she spoke. As the years went on her stutter grew worse, but it was especially intense when she tried to speak of her past. It was almost as if someone had intentionally done something to her to prevent her from remembering.

With labored breath, she turned a corner and saw some very blurred figures. She couldn't make them out. They could be friendly, or they could very well be the same people that abducted and abused her. It was entirely possible it wasn't even people she saw but inanimate objects in the distance. Either way, she would roll the dice and hope for the best. It was all she had left at this point.

She tried to call out, but her voice was raw and painful and her lip was split and bleeding badly. Everything was spinning. It was difficult to keep upright or even tell which way was up. Panic bubbled up anew as she felt the world slipping out from under her. She couldn't take another hit, certainly not one for the hard, unforgiving ground. Too weak to even throw her arms in front of her, the little halfling lurched forward.
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PostPosted: Thu May 18, 2017 12:47 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

In his frantic state, Owen almost didn’t see Alexia shuffling painfully toward the search party trio. It was only when she was about to fall over that he spotted her and sprang into action. With surprising speed agility, he leapt forward, his arms out, and simple let her collapse against him. It was a miracle he even recognized the miserable creature that whimpered piteously in his arms. He wept openly as he saw the full extent of what she had physically been through. Careful not to harm her further, he gently held her close.

“My little Alexia…” He whispered. “M’so… sorry. I should ‘ave taken better care o’ye. Ne’er should ‘ave let this ‘appen.” With a deep, shuddering breath, he lifted one hand and brought it gently to her forehead. He closed his eyes in deep concentration and, at first, nothing seemed to happen. Then, slowly, a deep cut appeared on his forehead, followed by a painful split on his lip, and a gash across his cheek. More and more quickly, wounds mirroring Alexia’s appeared on his body, causing her own wounds to fade.

After a while, his breath became labored and ragged as hers had been. With each passing moment, he deteriorated while she improved. Had he the strength, he would have taken everything until she was completely healed, but alas, he could do no more. Not for lack of ability or capacity to withstand injury, but from the sheer exhaustion. It had been decades since he had performed magic so strong and his energy was quickly dwindling. It wasn’t what he had hoped for, but it was enough. Enough to keep her from dying in his arms.

When he was certain no more progress was being made, he let his hand fall to her shoulder and peered down into her face. It was still broken and bleeding, but she was alert. In fact, she was wide-eyed and staring, shocked to learn she was not the only one who healed by absorbing injuries and afflictions. He smiled sadly down at her and tried to explain, but words failed him. He was a mess of emotions that ranged from guilt and regret to relief and joy. Once he felt he could stand, he pulled her up with him into an upright position and cast his gaze down. He could not bring himself to look at her.

Alexia, for her part, stood in complete shock. She was not entirely convinced she wasn’t hallucinating. It had been a very long time since Master Owen had shown her even a shred of compassion, and here he was, healing her in the same fashion she healed others. Through empathy. The only difference being his half of the wounds were already beginning to fade. A skill she had yet to learn, much less master. Still, she no longer felt like she was dying, and that, she supposed, was a plus.

She opened her mouth to speak, but she too was at a loss. To be fair, she was still very much in shock over the myriad of things that had happened to her. Desperate for something, anything to attach what was left of her sanity.
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PostPosted: Mon May 29, 2017 1:38 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"Such a shame that you did, my erstwhile master. Those prayers that serve to feed your spells will inevitably go unanswered, you old fool..."

Beyond the reach of immortal sight, a rift in space-time saw Rialza reappearing upon the sturdy branch of a considerably large oak tree a considerable distance yonder. Free from the void through which he and his twin attendants had traveled, a gauntlet-laden hand rose, erecting a small sphere at its tip brimming with golden light. At his behest, the scientists dispensed with their work facades, conjuring cloaks evocative of his more ornate and imposing garb. They then drew their hands together before themselves, fashioning a much larger sphere each. Slowly, the energy they passively gathered from their surroundings began to feed into the smaller globe poised atop the Esoteric's claw.

After a short while of this treatment, it had grown large enough to rival the combined size of both the lesser Seers' orbs. Bowing beside him, they would step aft of their overlord and pull his hood back from over his head.... revealing the guise of a... male fae? Bearing the youthful countenance reminiscent of a more traditional elf, the dark-skinned, light-haired fae male smirked, peering onward toward the clearing with the preternatural clarity inherent to his enhanced gaze. Slowly, did he lower his hand, the sphere collapsing inward to take on its original form... and yet retaining its highly-condensed aetheric potency.

"Now... Do me a favor and stay alive long enough after this for me to send you off in person. Hnhnhn... After all, you owe me that much..."

With only that whispered warning given, the sphere erupted forward, the resulting beam expanding only enough to rival a straight sword's blade in width. That said, it was aimed directly for the elderly male's heart, and should he or the girl not gain awareness of it swiftly enough, it would pierce them both. Unfortunately for the lot, the three were too far away for even Lucius and his charge to react swiftly enough: their attack's speed too swift for even the vaunted prowess of the hallowed knight to keep track of before it potentially speared its intended target. Truly a shame.
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PostPosted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 11:44 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

For what seemed like a very long time, the two simply stared. What could either possibly say? She had so many questions and didn’t know where to start. He had so much regret and shame he was sure she could never forgive him for all he had done. When Owen had finally collected enough of a single thought to speak, it was very quickly pushed from his mind. Something caught his eye. Something dangerous. Without thinking, he reached for Alexia and roughly shoved her aside, sending her tumbling to the hard ground with a tiny squeak.

Incredibly confused and frustrated with the new scrapes and bruises that were sure to emerge on her still fragile and battered frame, Alexia’s brows furrowed. She turned to look at her mentor, half expecting a strike to the face that would normally have followed. Instead, what she saw chilled her to her very core. The beam of light sliced through the space where she had just been standing moments before and struck her mentor, her uncle, square in the chest. His entire body seized up as though struck by lightning before he collapsed in a heap.

Suddenly there was an ear piercing sound that filled the air like a siren. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Alexia wondered what kind of creature could make such a sound. It took a moment for her to realize the sound came from her. She screamed in fear and anger. Until her throat was surely bleeding. Eventually her screams turned into pleading cries as she tried to pull Owen up. Still weak and injured, she managed only to cradle his head in her lap.

“N-No! Uncle, p-please! D-Don’t d-die!” She lifted a small hand to touch his cheek in hopes of returning the favor he had bestowed upon her not a few minutes earlier. She didn’t care that helping him would likely kill her in her weakened state and would likely not be enough to save him. She couldn’t think about that. All she could do was what she did best. Sacrifice herself for someone in need. But Owen would not have it. Dying, he still managed to lift his own hand, using the last of his strength to block her power.

“No, child. M’not long fer this world.” He managed a weak, wistful smile. With his other hand, he reached into the folds of his robes and pulled a piece of parchment. It was old and carefully folded and she could feel the power emanating from it. He pushed it into her free hand, letting his drop listlessly to his side. She took only second or two to inspect it and saw that had her name written on it along with several symbols, some she knew, most she did not. The fold was sealed with wax that still felt warm to the touch and was embossed with a mark she only vaguely recognized. Confusion clouded her damaged face and she looked to him in silent question.

“All y’need is in here. I hope sumday y’ken fergive me.” His breathing grew from difficult to impossible. He was dying. There was so much he wanted to tell her and he regret every moment he wasted in not telling her what he should have from the very beginning. He could only continue to smile sadly at her as he felt his very life quickly ebb away.

“P-Please, un-ncle, d-don’t l-l-leave m-me.” She whispered softly, hot tears flowing freely down her face and onto his. Her frail body trembled with silent sobs. She knew as well as he that it was too late no matter how hard she wished it wasn’t so. The harder she trembled, it seemed an aura of energy grew and buzzed around her. Finally, as he rattled his last breath, he managed one last act of mercy for the girl.

“Yer mother,” he gasped painfully. “Would have been so proud of y-” But he didn’t get the chance to finish the last word. Alexia felt cheated. Cheated of a life she could have had with her parents but never knew why it was taken from her. Cheated of a proper upbringing. Cheated of the love and warmth of a family that included her uncle. And now, cheated of a proper goodbye with the one person she had left, who, despite his faults and errors, she loved and was almost certain loved her. Angry and frustrated, she tightly closed her eyes and screamed her rage and pain. The aura of energy grew bright and intense, surrounding them both until it suddenly flashed into the air and disappeared, leaving her sobbing and clutching his lifeless form.
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PostPosted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 10:25 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"Hold here, Captain. Something nefarious is afoot. There's something else here..."

It was soon that the radiant knight sensed a presence a ways off in the distance and not belonging to this world preparing to strike, and so did he extend an arm before his compatriot in the hopes that he might spare her a fate meant again for him. All at once, familiar images flew through his mind, kicking up momentum like the makings of a hurricane. Images of his death combined with the deaths of so many others unknown to him laid waste to his fortifications on a level he'd not yet experienced after donning the armor of his Goddess. With his mind so sufficiently occupied with its own defense, the only thing he could manage to do in retort was move in front of Hope before she experienced the brunt of his own torment. What surprised him the most pending this dutiful gesture on his part was the gentle means by which it ended. Suddenly, he felt no pain... no despair... no rage. In their place remained a lingering sorrow of which he could not locate the source initially.

Not long after the scene's events unfolded, Lucius hesitantly entered the clearing proper, gesturing for the Captain to do the same. At once, his eyes met the sight of woe anew. The sobbing girl knelt over the corpse of her beloved caretaker gave cause for his expression's solemn shift... and the necessity for such an obfuscating, sheer face plate. That being said, he would not be permitted to languish over her despair for long as the same entity he'd caught wind of before made its presence known in person. The robed figure slipped through the rift by which it was carried, its lengthy ears and pale complexion lending the Swordmage to style him erroneously as an elf. One thing did stand out about him that evoked fear from the otherwise taciturn knight; aside from the obvious aforementioned, differences he looked just like... one of his old master's remnants.

"What a sight for sore eyes, little one! Looks as though all your little flight did was secure your place by his side... and place the target squarely in the sights of his would-be killer."

As Rialza's frame came into view, he held up but a single digit, a sphere boasting the same energy signature as before coming to form just above the tip of the clawed appendage.

"Oh well, I wouldn't beat yourself up too much for your exhaustive failures... No matter what you had done, I would have found the means to exact my revenge in the end. The man had long since depleted his stores of usefulness far prior to this exchange, regardless. Still, I hope you're prepared to join him, dearie... Gieheheheheh..."

That was the cue for the Knight of the Cryst to proceed with his plan of action should something like this have come to pass. A hand lowered to his side that it might find purchase upon the spontaneously generated hilt of crystal that now resided there. Provided he had the necessary grip, he would draw his crystal sword from the aether wherein it had been bound, the resulting arc of light bending forward and darting out to the sphere in Rialza's possession. Fortunately for the good instructor, the fell magus was wholly focused on the girl, and therefore unprepared to make a suitable counteroffensive. The blade of light struck his hand and completely annihilated the beam's precursor, leaving the Seventh Lord to grip his arm in agony and put some considerable distance between himself and his secondary victim. That done, the knight sauntered over toward the fallen woman, poising himself as a barrier between assailant and mark and taking up a stance befitting a knight all the while.

"I hope you are well, young one... I do apologize for your loss. I was not able to save him... but he will not claim you, too. I swear by the name of Amaterasu. Thy foe shall not be suffered to escape unscathed."

"Gah! Grrhrhk... Well, well... Look who possesses the backbone in this relationship... Does she belong to you now, warrior?"

Of course, Lucius wasn't ready to expend undue words on the man before he'd set his plan in motion. Reaching up to press the palm of his gauntlet into his chest, Lucius set to work fashioning the necessary framework for his ascension to his next stage of potency. With each mumbled incantation, a glyph of hallowed light formed below him. When the time came, he fully embraced the prayer's gifts, enveloping him in a brief instance of blinding light. As the pillar of sanctified spellforce subsided, what now faced the unholy man was the same, imposing knight... wreathed in a sheen unlike before. Where naught and a relatively thin blade once were, an impressive shield and sword both beset by a filigree of gold that seemed to extend beyond their size had appeared. Lux without a source beyond the presumed otherworldly enchantments the knight had been bestowed with seemed to ebb and flow from his armor and armaments even as he craned his head back to address Jubal.

"Captain, I intend to engage this one. I would ask that you stay here and watch over our charge as she mourns. I know not how many additional allies this one has alongside him. She'll likely need assistance should she be ambushed by unseen foes. Call in reinforcements, should you feel the need. I will return ere long."

With that declaration given, he would settle into a stance and prepare to wind about, dragging his enlarged blade around with him to facilitate the creation of a sizable light arc along the ground. What he instead conjured was the eruption of several pillars of hallowed energy in Rialza's direction. Although the Seventh Lord proved to put up a worthy defense in the form of a pair of large barriers he erected with outstretched arms, the barrage ultimately overwhelmed them. With his primary defenses shattered in moments, the shade would silently bemoan his circumstances and leap backward into the treeline whereby he would beat a hasty retreat. Not to be shrugged off by a foe both he and his Goddess had condemned, Lucius drew back his blade and performed a horizontal swipe with the blade. Numerous beams launched forward from the sword's mighty swing and proceeded after Rialza, seemingly guided by the will of the sword that had summoned them into being.

One final glance aft of his position would be all Lucius needed to reassure himself of his duty to the lot of them, as he soon departed for the depths of the Glen and the forested area beyond their view.
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PostPosted: Wed Jun 14, 2017 9:56 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

For all the commotion around her, Alexia heard none of it. She was racked with sobs and she held handfuls of her former mentor's tattered robes with her bruised and broken little fingers . The pain was too great. An immense pressure began to build in her chest and at first she thought she was having a panic attack. The key difference was the blinding light that it seemed only she could see. It was a binding spell unraveling. Sadly, it was not the only one, simply the weakest and with Owen no longer alive, his magic would begin to disappear.

Suddenly, it felt as though history were rewriting itself in her very mind. Memories of events she was so sure of were becoming fluid. She now remembered being told she was still the same age for almost a decade before finally moving up a year. She had been 'sixteen' for the last seven years. Everytime she tried bringing up subjects difficult for him to explain, the whereabouts of her parents, her age, why her powers didn't seem to be progressing as they should, he would alter her memories and make it increasingly difficult for her to speak every time she asked or even thought about it too much, making it very clear why she had such an intense stutter.

As more was revealed through the broken spell, the pain in her chest began to radiate out toward the rest of her body, especially her upper back. Faint twin lines between her shoulder blades suddenly burned and pressed painfully against her skin as though something might burst through. Instead, firm, raised ridges took their place, leaving a mystery to be solved another day. All these changes occurred privately and anyone who looked upon her would simply think she was overwhelmed with intense emotion. While that was true, it was not the sole reason for her anguish. At any rate, she was still far too weak to attempt to even stand, much less defend herself against any further attacks.
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