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#Post#: 409993--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gaea Prime
DIR By: Don
Date: March 25, 2019, 2:48 pm
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Sol's eyes burned like the sun as he gazed at the man using
magic for mundane usage. Sol knew that this man had to be at
least adept at magic if he could trust himself around sharp
wind. The boy saw the forced smile and wondered to himself if
this man was sociable or not even though he seemed at unease.
Sol pushed the waterskin back to this new-found person, he
tapped his own chest letting out green embers. The ember hit the
ground and formed water from the dry ash like sand. With a big
smile hidden under his veil, his jade eyes lit up with a
magical aura causing the water to spread out the small oasis
they stood at. "The green Flame heals as well quench the need
of water and food. I've tapped into that power further to
control the outcomes however. " The boy talked like a monk, not
trying to sound as young as he was.
Sol would cause another shift in the wind causing surrounding
sand hills to collapse softly. With a huge sigh, Sol would
look to the stranger again with some woe in his voice. "I'm
looking for an ancient cave with a weapon of my people, what
about you?" Sol didnt really think before he talked, but that
was to be expected of this young adult. The sands begun to shift
with the wind all around the oasis however nothing really seemed
to change. Sol sat in the now rather large lake of water
sighing in relief. "my name is Sol volse by the way. How about
you?"
#Post#: 409994--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gaea Prime
DIR By: Demonreach
Date: March 25, 2019, 5:46 pm
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'My magic is nothing compared to yours, I assure you. Just
enough to look impressive.' An eyebrow rose at the emergence of
water, as it started to grow into a rather nice pool; Tristan
allowed his surprise to show. Tristan smiled softly, almost
nervously, as if such a power intimidated him, but inclined his
head to the younger mans question, 'As I stated, I merely got
separated from my caravan. My father is a rather rich merchant
from D'Hara, a distant cousin of the ruling family, Rahl; you
may call me Tristan.'
The young War Wizard could feel his boots becoming soaked, his
usual weather enchantments eroded from the long journey through
the desert; nothing about the annoyance crept into his face, nor
his voice, though he did remove himself from the water, wary of
the young boy. Tristan's eyes were sharp, a dog sizing up a
potential threat.
He spoke calmly, softening his gaze as he cleared the water, 'As
I have suggested, perhaps we may travel together; more for my
safety than yours, obviously. If money is not your goal, I may
be able to help you find your families armory in return for your
escorting me. I have wagons that you may use, have even.'
The young Rahl could feel his hands trembling with barely
concealed excitement. The whole reason for his expedition out
here was in search of some artifact to bring back to the Palace
of the People. How fortunate to run into such a capable young
man, despite how odd the boy seemed. Tristan drained his
waterskin that he held.
He pulled back his cloak to pull the other two waterskins, which
were also empty, and started to refill them from the lake that
had been produced.
#Post#: 410052--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gaea Prime
DIR By: Alddon
Date: November 11, 2019, 4:31 pm
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The boy smiled as the man spoke to him. 'Tristan of D'hara' the
boy thought to himself as he drank his fill of water watching
the man closely. Sol stretched and sighed as he looked around at
his current where abouts in the great sea of sand. His weather
enchant wore off almost as quickly as it started to becoming
sunny again. His jaded eyes scanned the mountains of sand seeing
his target was south west of here. Looking back to the man he
smiled and said, " Well tristan, looks like we have about a
weeks journey south of here. I'm sure we will be coming a
crossed some huge worms soon, and possibly a sand squid." He
looked down and slight dismay at that thought, " but never fear
for I have never done this before." He laughed to himself as he
began walking towards the ruined city.
Sol felt comfortable enough in his own skill to out run the man
if he would try any funny business, and he seemed like an honest
person to say the least. Sol kept his eyes open for shifting
sand, for if a worm would pop up and swallow him, he would be in
some trouble if it dug under the sand. Sol seemed on edge almost
serious for a change of pace as he begun picking up his walking
speed to a faster jog almost a run. The sun burning bright on
the desert which caused it to look golden as well as hard to see
any change in land scape. As the young boy begun picking up his
pace, powerful winds starting beating off his body causing sand
to shift in a complete three sixty diameter around each of his
steps.The wind beats cause 6 meters of sand to shift with each
step almost acting like a radar for Sol.
" Be prepared for anything my friend, we are entering an area of
soft sand and you don't want to fall under." His tone had
shifted into something that sounded like an actual adult
speaking. He lost his child like demenor completely and his
voice almost sounded like it shifted it's pitch. Sol's body
began shifting it's aura if one could see it from a soft green
color, to a dark orange. His wind began to feel warm, as if a
fire was near. His clothes began ashing off mana as if it were
embering a flame. The boy's magic had shifted tempo even, almost
as if his wind was mimicing fire. His change was sudden, almost
instant upon the activation of his magic. This was do to his
nature's calling training as a child. He is known as the ever
shifting breeze back at home because of it. The climate changes
his magic and he changes his complete style to match it.
Nature's Calling magic is ever changing to each of it's users
and Sol had become quite adept at it.
#Post#: 410058--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gaea Prime
DIR By: Demonreach
Date: November 18, 2019, 12:06 am
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Tristan had forgotten how good it felt to be out in the world
instead of secluded away in the D'Haran Palace; but that had
been a privilege recently earned within the last decade. He was
pushing towards his mid-thirties now.
His eyes became unfocused as he remembered the Deserts of
Tshyml, a place far worse than the one he currently stood, and
the company was better. However, the War Wizard allowed genuine
shock take him out of his revelry.
'S-sand squid? The ones in the oceans are bad enough, and you
are telling me there are ones in the sands?" The Rahl sighed in
resignation, his head hanging low as he shook his head. 'Nothing
for it, though. I am glad I have such a capable companion with
me.'
The last words were said as the kid began to job towards their
destination; noting the changes upon Sol, Tristan thought to
comment on them, but let the moment pass. Tristan wasn't ready
to answer the same questions should Sol attempt to turn them
against Tristan in return. Still, they had a week to travel
together. Plenty of time to get to know each other soon enough.
He noted how Sol seemed more confident in himself, the energy
around him not so quiet. Warmer, yes, but a warmth that could
turn hot.
Besides, it gave the Rahl a chance to study a new magic.
Tristan had spent a lifetime studying his own, performing
dangerous spells and rituals; pushing the limits of his
imagination, of his own Gift. Being a Rahl made him a powerful
wizard, but he was more than just that. His ability to wield
both sides of the Gift, Additive and Subtractive magic, made him
a War Wizard. His ability to use both sides of the Gift, as well
as the many forms in which to use them, put him in a class
different from his peers. He used his powers to serve his own
ends, to satisfy his hobby of traveling.
He hated being in any one place overly long, given his life
before.
So much running, he chuckled to himself, one would think one
would grow tired of it.
The kids voice brought him out of his head once more, the change
in his tone making his eyes narrow in distrust before he
relaxed, remembering who Sol was. 'Soft sand, eh? It all seems
pretty soft to me.'
Still, Tristan stepped more carefully.
#Post#: 410106--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gaea Prime
DIR By: Alddon
Date: December 7, 2019, 11:20 pm
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Winds began exploding out of Sol from all directions causing all
the sand to push away from him. As Sol run, one would notice a
loud crunching sound as the sand turned to glass ,but the wind
felt like a warm Summer breeze. Sol's eyes were locked on a huge
mountain of sand as he scanned the entire area. The voice behind
him seeming distant in his own mind. His focus was locked on the
castle. " Yes sand squids. They are huge and have razor sharp
tenticals. No one knows their full size or how deep they bury
themselves. " His voice almost had a demonic undertone for those
who could hear the spirit tongue. Sol didnt seem like he changed
much energy wise other than the directions of his winds and
energy.
It is said that Sol was possessed by the ancient demon fuijin in
order to save Sol's life at birth. As his magic increased one
could feel it's demonic presence but it was gentlier than an
angels aura. The conundrum of his power would confuse even the
wisest wizards. The young boy drew his sword and slash
horizontally the huge mountain of sand causing it to explode
forward and flatten out. A massive feat for someone so young but
as the boy ran threw the newly flat land he seemed to be calm. "
I'm not sure if they are real but i like o be prepared if
possible. There are many sink holes from underground Temples
here. If you fall under I won't be able to find you most likely
because of my ailment."
The two wouldn't have much excitement today it would seem as the
sun begun setting on the horizon. Tristan would hear Sol's
stomach rumbling and a slightly defeated look on his face. "
Man, I wish we would have saw something to eat today. I wanted
to cook."
#Post#: 410110--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gaea Prime
DIR By: Demonreach
Date: December 10, 2019, 12:47 pm
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As they had been walking, Tristan had taken it upon himself to
pull a notebook from a pouch at his waist, opening it as he
looked around; a pencil moved from his pocket to float just
above the paper. As he surveyed the area his pen jotted down a
few notes, sketched quick drawings of the flora, though little
in the way of fauna had shown themselves.
It had been disappointing, to say the least, that he did not get
to see the sand squid, though he felt such things would be much
deeper in the earth than what he had delved his own magicks
into; not that he couldn't explore beneath the sand under their
feet, Tristan preferred to leave the leviathans alone lest he
stir a nest. While the child, or man as the case may have been,
talked a big game, the younger Rahl did not want to leave things
to chance.
However, Sol had demonstrated some control over the magicks
within his body, though the changes were odd. Tristan had set
aside a section in his notebook for his companion, noting
changes in appearance as well as within the magic that swirled
out of Sol's body, beating the heat off of them with the bubble
of air. Tristan wasn't expecting the kid to just cut away the
mountain of sand, which he'd have just plowed through given the
strength of their 'shield'. Tristan would have just gone around,
but he wasn't the guide here.
As they laid down for the night, Tristan pulled off his travel
pack, setting in front of his lap as he pulled a few things from
it; a blanket, a small pillow, as well as some dried meats and
hard biscuit; the foodstuffs had been wrapped in a white cloth,
a single glyph upon the folded cloth: a rune of preserving.
'Have no fear, as I am prepared.'
With that being said, Tristan indulged himself in the rations,
washing down the food with a few drinks from the waterskin.
#Post#: 410119--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gaea Prime
DIR By: Alddon
Date: December 23, 2019, 11:42 pm
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As the sun rose, Sol would be quick to his feet and ready to
venture forth again. A deep sigh from the boys long cause a
steady breeze to hit Tristan and himself. He began walking
slowly to start, his magic seemed very calm and controlled like
a kindling ember. One who could read magic would be often
confused to see wind act like fire. However, The boy seemed to
be acting really cautious instead of rushing aggressively like
he was in the afternoon. His jade eyes seemed to be looking
everyone if tristan would notice such things.
" Something is near us, i can't tell where or what though." His
voice was almost a whisper. His magic seemed to be rather dim
compared to yesterday morning. He wasn't exhausted, but his
magic hadn't been replenished even in the slightest it seemed
from the night before. He seemed very timid and weak natured,
even though he was progressing forward.
His weapon begun to glow a bright green from within Sol's garb
as a powerful healing sphere enclosed around tristan and
himself. A glass like orb appeared to be forming quickly as a
massive just of sand blasts towards the two shoving the orb a
crossed the desert like they were nothing. When they finally
stopped it looked as if they had been move 400 meters. The orb
shattered as they came to a stop as well. Sol fell to one knee
and shook his head from over exerting himself.
" Something really big is coming. I dont think i can help
because of this desert is sapping my power ." Sol's voice was
quieter this time and he clearly was showing his young age
unable to really control his massive powers.
#Post#: 410239--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gaea Prime
DIR By: Demonreach
Date: January 5, 2020, 2:13 am
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The wizard summoned his magic, black lightning crackling around
the fingers of both hands to twist up his arms; the electricity
connected with the sand a few times before the magic vanished.
He tsked at the man, 'What's the point of hiring help when you
have to do the work yourself?'
The black lightning came again, this time from beneath the robe
that cloaked him against the sun; the garment melted away as the
lightning came to life against the simple clothes that were
previously hidden. His feet planted themselves as well as they
could against the sand, the Additive side of his powers gathered
at the soles of his feet, sending out pulses of magic that would
bounce back to him when they would hit solid surfaces. The thin
surface of power beneath his feet allowed him to almost glide
across the sand as he started to dance a tattoo upon the ground
in a circle around the young man. Where his feet touched, the
sand solidified until individual runes and sigils could be seen.
As the circle of power completed itself, a ring of runes which
glowered lightly with power entrapped the two men.
The sand around the runes started to blacken, some even
crystalizing to form glass that would crack, shatter. Soon,
smoke began to rise from the runes, and thus the sand; it came
from beneath the shattered glass, and even a few small pieces
began to float before breaking into dust to become nothing. The
light that started to emanate from the runes started to crackle
with dark power; the same lightning from before, a
representation of his Subtractive magic, began their dance
across the circle of power to be joined with the smoke, as well
as small sparks of fire.
Soon, as if from the bowels of the earth, lava would pour forth
from the runes, pouring out onto the sand, away from the men. A
form of Wizard's Fire, though Wizard's Magma, or Lava, would
probably best suit this spell. As the lava spread out, became
more, the air in the desert around them began to freeze as the
heat was sucked from the air to fuel the spell. His Additive
magic multiplied the heat, pulling from the heat already in the
air, or in this case, from below. The drastic temperature change
from the lava and the resulting cold in the air produced steam,
which he gathered to create a thin barrier of it between them
and the outside.
The access of the steam would rise to the sky, enough so that it
would begin to darken; as the lava grew more intense, lightning
started to pierce the sky and thunder boomed its voice.
#Post#: 410262--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gaea Prime
DIR By: Alddon
Date: January 14, 2020, 8:13 pm
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Tentacles popped out of the sand from what looked like miles
away from the center area where the men were. Each looking as if
they were a mountain in size themselves as the sand squid became
very agitated from the loud cracking of lightning. There had
been no sign of the main body of this squid but one could only
imagine how truly enormous this creature actually was. As the
storm in the center grew a low an ominous squeel could be heard
under the ground. The ground felt solid, however the ground
started to shift in many other places like whirlpools in the
ocean. Sol had been changing his aura again as all this was
happening, for looking at him would show he was crying. The
change in his magic had become extremely energetic however,
almost as if the wind started acting like lightning arcing off
his body.
With a sobbing and weak sounding voice Sol, stood and annouced,
" There is no way we are killing this massive creature. We
cannot fight something like this in hopes of defeating it
Tristan." The boy raised his arms as the wind became like bolts
of lightning themselves at the closest arm of the squid. This
caused the massive tentacle to swing back away from the men, but
shown no signs of true damage. The boy looked over to the man
changing the weather with more tears on his face then a toddler
not getting cake at a party. His voice trembling and his aura
seemed very chaotic. His whole body seemed to be trembling under
the might of this creature and his own magic. Tristan would
clearly see that this boy had changed yet again but this time it
was more of a weakness than a strength.
" We need out of the center or else we are going to be food. We
need to evade this guy at all costs and make it further south to
the temple of the lost demons." The winds around Sol were
nothing more then small arcs of lightning like gales. They
seemed rather harmless like needles, but one could notice how
deadly a precise shot from one would be like. His body was
covered with these small winds and his muscles began to tighten
as he was about to start a full sprint to get out of this squids
grasps. The sand squid was to strong for the two of them to take
by the looks of their magic abilities. Sol was worried about
tristan for he knew he looked ready to fight this giant monster.
" I can't help you much for this desert destroys demons, and I
have demons blood coursing through my veins. We have to big of a
disadvantage here."
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Re: Gaea Prime
DIR By: Demonreach
Date: January 18, 2020, 3:28 am
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The runes that encircled them had grown dim as minutes dragged
on, the power imbued within them being used up as they continued
to pull heat into the lava, dropping the temperature further.
The lightning had stopped and so too would the rain only to be
replaced by ice and snow.
Despite having a few layers of clothing, despite the circle
acting as a buffer for the two, Tristan could feel the chill of
the air; could feel the temperature dropping. The Wizard's Lava
spread out in about a hundred yards around the two, and any
warmth in the air within the radius would be poured into the
lava, which had cooled on top now-- dark red rivers ran beneath,
the heat breaking the cooling top layer, seeped from these
cracks only to be cooled in turn.
At the mans warning, the Wizard noting the changes to his
companion absently, he bent to place a hand on the sand beneath
them. Using his Additive magic, trickling traces of Subtractive
magic within, he bonded the sand together; as he did this, the
other hand began to draw in the loose, top layer of sand:
another circle of power that glimmered lightly with blue magic.
The hardened sand that the two men now occupied began to shift,
rumbling as it shook free from the earth to rise into the sky,
the temperature much colder as they rose about twenty feet in
the air. The hardened platform of sand moved towards the south,
carrying them away from the squid and outside the Wizard's Lava,
which had started to progress forward. Where the hardened sand
had been, lava soon filled.
'We will still have to run as I cannot carry us much further.'
As it was, they were already starting to drift closer to the
ground, and soon, they would be grounded once more. When the
platform drifted about five feet, Tristan jumped off of it; once
the hardened sand hit the ground, it would break apart,
returning to its original loose form. He frowned at the man,
looking back behind Sol at the tentacles that were still so
gigantic. The raptor-like gaze caught the man's own again, the
blue eyes glacial and cold; the anger had already started
melting, the easy grin already starting to spread across his
face.
'So there is more to this journey, then, for why else would you
put yourself through such peril? Especially knowing that your
own blood curses you here as it does?', the War Wizard wanted to
offer to fix that, to eliminate that part of Sol, but held his
tongue lest he insult the man. 'Have no fear, however, young
Sol. We will get through this.'
Tristan looked back at the tentacles, at the snow storm raging
within; the ice and snow melting on the lava, further cooling
it; eventually, should the storm rage for so long, when the lava
didn't evaporate the water, small rivers of water would flow
into the desert here until the sand soaked it up, quenching its
eternal thirst.
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