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Elemental Quest

VampirateMace

VampirateMace

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Elemental Quest

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Time to get started:

Remember, when used a chii is broken down, it basically evaporates, it is gone.

Rules:
6 sentence minimum post.
Minor bunnying only, keep other’s character if you do.
No late sign-up (sorry, but this is due to the nature of the RPG)

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Amos yawned, sunlight was pouring into his room. He assumed he’d overslept. No big deal, he thought, now what’s today?... Q-quest Day! Amos scurried out of bed he had to get to the village square right away, if he missed the quest assigning, he’d have to wait another year! He threw on his robes and hat, then grabbed his bag and launched out of the room. In the hall he immediately he smacked into his father, “Dad, sorry, I got to get going.” “Morning Amos,” said his father’s hat. They’d named it jingle, it was friendly, but had an annoyingly high pitched voice. “Hold up son,” said his father, “It’s not that late yet. Besides you’re forgetting something…” His father held out a package wrapped in green paper and tied with twine. Amos gasped, he knew this was something good; he started to quickly unwrap the package. A leather gauntlet with blue lining and chii markings fell out. Amos gently ran his hands over it, it was beautiful. “Breakfast,” murmured his father’s hat. His father went off, Amos winched, Mom must not be up yet, and Dad’s cooking… well it’s not very good.

After leaving the house Amos joined some other teens on their way to village square. “I want to go visit the giants on my quest”, laughed a banker’s son, “dad says they have coins the size of wagon wheels.” Amos tried to imagine this, but the kept picturing a wagon with solid gold wheels. He turned his thought to what he might want from this quest, what did he want? Magic was his life, he’d never really thought about anything else. Well at least he’d be away from School Master Damis, that man just couldn’t understand Amos’ problem with math. He’d punish Amos regularly for being a smart-aleck, when Amos really just didn’t understand.

They arrive at the square; the place was packed with people of all ages, but towards the center where only thirteen year olds and a few people that needed to retake the quest test. An elder stepped forward into the crowd of teens. “Today,” he started, “Starts a new chapter in each of your lives. Over the next few weeks you will attempt to become men and women. I wish you all the best of luck.” He pulled out a sheet of parchment. “I will now call you forward in predetermined groups of three to five. Once your group has come forward, I will tell you of your quest.”
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(Charmed Band-o) Katalina: Guardian-in-training (fairy)
(Fraternity) Carmen: Haro healer
(VampirateMace) Amos; Sorcerer
(Bandana) Lyra; Circus Entertainer
You will travel to the north to the field of speaking crystals, and return with one crystal each, however be on your guard for the crystals’ guardian Fiona, will try to trick you.


(katieKitten) Tibalt: Noble
(/Exiled/) Ronoth; Earth Wizard
(~Alexis Laistenna~ ) Aphrodite; Elvin Archer
(Bladewing) Kai: Werewolf Guardian
You will slay the vampire lord to the East of here freeing the farmers he is holding hostage. Take care not to become his slaves yourself.

(Kiruria)Watihala: Vampire Witch
(Felix Feral Fezirix ) Rinoa; Farmer
(Naga) Tieran; Warrior
(PokemonBreederChris) Zarah; Naturesoother, Half-elf
You will go south to meet the Malzin, wizard of the seas, from there you will travel to where the ice exists as land; bring back a bird from this icy world. (Go get a penguin.)
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So that was it, Amos knew where he was going, what he was doing and with who. He bowed to the elder then turned and looked at his team mates. He looked over them carefully; as they say, it’s hard to judge a book by its cover; Amos really hoped one of them knew how to read a map.

The elder pulled out a strange stick with chii rune marks on it and a glass jar containing a small fire chii. He stuck the end of stick in the jar and the stick absorbed the fire chii. “At the sound of the blast, you may proceed with your quests.” He held the stick high in the air, there was a thunderous noise and a fireball erupted from the end of the stick. Some of the teens leapt into action running in every direction, others started to consult maps, compasses or divination equipment, and a few stood blankly as though still processing what just happened. Amos was one of these people.
 
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Kai stood on top of the hill and looked down on the village and gave a sigh it had took 3 months but he was finaly here he looked down checking his wereamulet was in place and strode into the town.

As he walked through the streets he heard fearful whispers from either side of him, even in human form you could tell a werewolf from a human the enlarged teeth and claw like fingernails were a dead giveaway, suddenly he heard a bell toll and realising he was almost late took up a run towards the town square

He arrived at the square in time, the place was packed with people of all ages, but towards the center where only thirteen year olds and a few people that needed to retake the quest test. An elder stepped forward into the crowd of teens. “Today,” he started, “Starts a new chapter in each of your lives. Over the next few weeks you will attempt to become men and women. I wish you all the best of luck.” He pulled out a sheet of parchment. “I will now call you forward in predetermined groups of three to five. Once your group has come forward, I will tell you of your quest.”
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(Fraternity) Carmen: Haro healer
(VampirateMace) Amos; Sorcerer
(Bandana) Lyra; Circus Entertainer
You will travel to the north to the field of speaking crystals, and return with one crystal each, however be on your guard for the crystals’ guardian Fiona, will try to trick you.

(/Exiled/) Ronoth; Earth Wizard
(~Alexis Laistenna~ ) Aphrodite; Elvin Archer
(Bladewing) Kai: Werewolf Guardian
You will slay the vampire lord to the East of here freeing the farmers he is holding hostage. Take care not to become his slaves yourself.

(Kiruria)Watihala: Vampire Witch
(Felix Feral Fezirix ) Rinoa; Farmer
(Naga) Tieran; Warrior
(PokemonBreederChris) Zarah; Naturesoother, Half-elf
You will go south to meet the Malzin, wizard of the seas, from there you will travel to where the ice exists as land; bring back a bird from this icy world. (Go get a penguin.)


Kai looked at his companians
a earth wizard and a elvin archer
"hmmmm this is going to be interesting" he thought
 
A werewolf. Just Kai's bad luck. And my good luck that I can make a profit out of killing the werewolf. They killed Seth.... I'm killing them.. Aphrodite thought. She got snapped out of them as she got a map thrust under her face by someone who was running around. She sighed. Humans were sooo melodramatic.

She studied it intently. The East.... Past Myrkyr Woods, then past that Lake.... all the way to the Forbidden Castle. The farmers.... This wasn't the ordinary task. Last year's people must have had something different... They must have. Aphrodite could hardly imagine someone like her elder sister Demeter going after vampires.

Aphrodite picked up a compass and waited silently by the East Gate, watching the world of running 12-year-olds pass by.
 
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Lyra had woken up early to the sound of some boys beating the drums. And it was pretty loud. Lyra groaned as she got up, the boys would definitely be in for it. She was supposed to have a nice, restful sleep since today was quest day but oh no, they had to wake her up this early in the morning.
Lyra jumped out of bed, pulled on her clothes and just as she was going out to get some breakfast from her mother some water bucketed down on top of her.

"Who was that?!" Lyra shouted as she looked up and saw two little boys and a girl, they were probably about seven years old so she couldn't do much about it apart from try to dry herself off quickly.
Lyra shook her head around a bit and squeezed a large portion of water out of her hair and continued going to get some breakfast.

"Why are you so wet Lyra?" Lyra's mother asked as she laid some fried eggs on the table with a bit of meat for Lyra. Lyra sat down and started to pig through her food. She hadn't realised until now how hungry she had gotten.
"What happened was," Lyra said with a bit of egg hanging out of her mouth, "The little munters threw a bucket of water on my head. I swear mother, I'm going to get them good--"
"I'm sure it was to say good luck on your quest day," Lyra's mother said and stood up. "Hang on, I packed your bag so wait here while I get it."

Lyra watched her mother disappear and then continued eating. Her Salamander, Plammen, jumped up on the table to steal some of her meat.
"Well help yourself," Lyra said to her Salamander who wasn't exactly asking for permission. Lyra wasn't too fond of meat anyway, she'd eat it but she preferred other foods. Unless it was chicken.

When Lyra's mother returned, she gave her daughter her bag and her balancing pole, that had two orbs on it.
"Um, mother?" Lyra said, wondering about the orbs. "What are those?"
"Oh these," her mother replied, as she pulled an orb off and passed it to Lyra, who caught it. "They're great for hitting people in the head with."
Lyra just raised an eyebrow at her mothers answer but then grabbed all her stuff since she wanted to get to the town square early.

“Today,” an elder said, “Starts a new chapter in each of your lives."
By the time he had said that Lyra was only half listening. She was busy looking around at everyone else, not many were entertainers like her. That kind of made Lyra feel a bit out of place but she just had to remember that everyone here was probably a different class to eachother anyway. Probably.

"Carmen: Haro healer
Amos; Sorcerer
Lyra; Circus Entertainer
You will travel to the north to the field of speaking crystals, and return with one crystal each, however be on your guard for the crystals’ guardian Fiona, will try to trick you."

That was probably the only part Lyra actually listened to. At least now she knew what she was doing and who she was teamed up with.
A Haro Healer and a Sorcerer, Lyra thought to herself as Plammen crawled onto the top of her head. I guess that means I have the least magical ability... Then again, they probably can't walk across ropes as good as me. And getting a crystal doesn't sound so bad.

“At the sound of the blast, you may proceed with your quests.” Lyra heard the elder say and she just waited for the blast. Usually she'd brace herself but it couldn't be as bad as the drums were earlier that morning.
The blast went off and Lyra nearly jumped out of her skin. Okay, it was alot louder than the drums, so she stood there for a bit waiting for the sound to have completely left her ears.

"That..." Lyra said blatantly, "was loud."
She rubbed her ears quickly then looked at Plammen who was running around her like crazy. He obviously didn't like the sound of the explosion.
"Calm down you insane thing," Lyra said as she placed Plammen on one of the orbs on her balancing pole.
"SO," Lyra said, turning to her two team mates. "Do you two have a map or a compass or something?"
Lyra hoped the answer was yes since she had already checked as she walked to the town square, and she certainly didn't have one of either.
 
"Yawn....." Ronoth slowly pulls himself out of bed. He tiredly and groggily walks over towards his dresser, Wearing only an old shirt and boxer type shorts that he sleeps in. With a Zombie like expression he goes to boil his water for a bath. Glancing at the sky outside his window he wonders what adventure awaits......

"Ahhh! That was a filling breakfast!" Ronoth shouts happily as he lets the fork clank back onto the plate that at once contained scrambled eggs and bacon. "you make the best food mom" He states with a very large smile as he stands quickly. Pushing his chair in he walks to the door, ready to leave...

"bye mom, bye dad, I guess this is it.... I'll come back a man!" He slowly starts to open the creaky door, but he hears his father clear his throat.
"what is it dad?" Ronoth asks looking back.

"you'll need this if your going to get through this....." His dad states calmly as he gets out of his chair. Walking over to a closet, he opens it up. A staff gets pulled from it. "Here.... I spent 2 weeks making this... Be grateful son....."

Ronoth accepted the gift with great happiness. Wiping his fingers across the fine wood, Ronoth can feel the love and time that went into this staff. Though he also knows his dad hates mushy moments.....
"thanks dad... I'm sure I can get through it now......"

Ronoth walks outside and starts down the foresty path. A slow wind crests his face as he pushes forward on this beautiful day.... He dosent blame his mom for not saying bye... She is just really sad....
"time to press forward...."

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"Ahh, Heres the town square I see.... Quite a nice place actually..." Ronoth states as he approaches......."

He looks at everyone standing around him

"so.... Whats the mission?"
 
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Tieren ears almost burst at athe fireball.
So, a Farmer, a naturesoother, and a witch... okay, formation should be easy, the tactics-
Tieren's analytical mind was already figuring out how to bring the best out of every one of his teamates.
He stared down at his sword. As a warrior, he wasn't supposed shirk from any duty, but the idea of going to a frozen land set his nerves on fire. He wasn't dressed for the cold, he wasn't prepared for the cold, and he didn't want to be in the cold. Hopefully Malzin had something for the extreme conditions. However, the thought of the sea made him smile. The open ocean... the gentle waves... the soft green of the sea... It wouldn't be so bad.
The only odd part was the bird. How were they supposed to get a bird, let alone four, from the frozen wastes of the south back to the village?
I will get that bird here somehow. For you, sir.
 
Ok Zarah, you can do this! There is only a warrior, whom I've seen before, a Farmer, and....umb....A WITCH! If the rumors about the witches are true, my group should be extra cautious.

Zarah took a deep breath, breathing in slowly. She saw her group gathering arround. With her skills as a Naturesoother, obtaining the bird would fall mostly under her nature skills, but the warrior would be there for protection and surpassing the hardships. The Farmer, was probably there for the survival aspects of the team, while the Witch, was there to offer magical advantage. Zarah reached for her bag and shuffled arround for a piece of parchement. She fount it. A map, rolled up, and tied with green ribbon was taken out and unrolled. She flopped it against the air, getting the dirt off it, and scanned it. As she did, she got a sudden chill from the Warrior's eyes, whom scanned her like a dog drueling over its meal. She looked up from the map and saw the Warrior, who immediately lost eye contact with her. She walked over to him, and raised her hand.

"Looks like we're together, goin' after teh bird. My name is Zarah, I am the NatureSoother. And let me guess, you are the Warrior Tieren?"

"Yes, I am Tierren, haven't I've seen you before?"

"I visited your master's monastery and delivered the Ranch's milk before he was betrayed."

"Ah, so you're the milkmaiden?"

"NO! Look, I just was incharge of my lordship's delivery, in the stable!"

"Whatever."

"Here!"

"What?"

"Take it! You seem to be the one whom is going to lead us, so take the map."

"Thanks?"

Zarah handed the map to Tieren. Tieren took it with a small smile upon him. The two were getting ready to head out, hoping that the Farmer and.......witch.......would follow them.
 
(Okay everyone note; that two groups each got one more player.)
(Also note; remember to keep track of what is CURRENTLY in your bag.)

Amos stared at Lyra. He tried to decide if she was pretty or funny looking. Then he turned and looked down at the ground. Katalina and Carmen hadn’t said anything about having a map yet. Amos would have started to worry, but it sounded like this girl might be able to read on if they got hold of it. He didn’t know if there was a mapmaker in town either.

“I couldn’t read a map if I had one and a compass wouldn’t work because my magic would disrupt it.”

She sighed at him. It was then that he realized he was the only boy in the group. Why would the elders do that to him? Was this a soft quest for the weak? No, women weren’t weak his mom could carry more weight than he could ever hope to. Still a healer, an entertainer, a fairy guardian, these weren’t classes recognized for strength.

He tugged up on the sleeve of his gauntlet; he couldn’t wait to try it out.

“Well if we don’t have a map, someone had better go buy one,” he suggested. He then hoped one of them had money, because he sure didn’t. And if none of them had money, they’d have to sell or trade something.
 
It was a pleasant morning, the day dawning bright and clear as the sun leapt over the horizon and waltzed up the sky, dancing with the few puffs of cloud that crept across the periwinkle expanse. I sighed happily, allowing the warm sunlight to bathe my face with its gleeful rays. A perfect day to start a quest, if I may say so myself. I leaned back with a smile as my carraige trundled along the busy east road of the village, surrounded on both sides by fields of wheat that rippled in the lgiht breeze. It was in the center of this particular village that participants in this year’s quest gathered, to be assigned tasks and grouped in teams. I would soon join them, and then the real fun would begin.

I shifted a little, barely noticing the houses and trees that sped by in a blur of color. Who would they group me with, I wonder? I’d heard that the Merchants had failed to enter one of their own this year, so I would not have to deal with that. A fairy, perhaps? Werewolf? Witch? I prayed to the heavens that I would not be placed with a sorcerer, for while they were powerful, they’ve been known to be a laidback, rude people, and I would prefer not to be cooped up with one of them for three months. My eyes glazed over with happiness as I mulled over that final thought. Three months… Three months of complete and utter freedom…

I looked up as the carriage jolted to a halt, waiting patiently as a man in the Brenwy livery opened my door and folded down a set of steps. I stepped delicately out and onto the cobbled stones, left hand moving subconsciously to the cloth band that encircled my right wrist. I had been given it from my mother and father this morning as they’d taken leave of their work to bid me farewell. My eyes prickled slightly with tears as I remembered my mother’s grief stricken face. Not everyone returned whole from their quests, if they returned at all. I brushed at my eyes impatiently, stepping towards the crowd that had gathered in the village center. A proud monument of a rearing horse stood stoutly in the center of an open courtyard, surrounded on all sides by a collection of shops and museums. A man stood just underneath the horse's raised hooves, reading out from a large manuscript. As I drew closer I caught snippets of his speech, welcoming all here and informing them of the proceedings.

I resisted the urge to yawn. In the weeks coming up to this date I spent many hours researching the event in the local library, determined to know everything. And now, five weeks from the day that I had completed the final book, I did. I did not need the information to be repeated. I pushed silently through the crowd, blocking out most of the pointless whitter that they bantered too and fro, determined to reach the center. Entertainers, gypsies, elves, my my, they certainly had a broad range of species this time. This should be interesting. Very interesting.

I reached the center in time to catch my name being called. I stopped in my tracks, straining to hear him over the murmurs from people around me…

“Tibalt, of the Brenwy house.
Ronoth; Earth Wizard
Aphrodite; Elvin Archer
Kai: Werewolf Guardian
You will slay the vampire lord to the East of here, freeing the farmers he is holding hostage. Take care not to become his slaves yourself.”

He announced, briefly clearing his throat before dictating the next set of names. I blocked him out. I had no use for any other names and quests other than the one I was now, apparently, on.

I watched as three others pushed out of the crowd to the bottom of the pillar, look around inquisitively. I smiled wryly. They must be my companions. And what a motley crew they were. I slipped past a particularly large group of children and strode over to them, forcing a smile on my lips. I recognised the elf immediatly, drawn to her by her liquid grace, and the way her chestnut hair flowed behind her in a golden wave as she walked. I nodded appreciatively. I could survive with her on my team…

"So.... What's the mission?"

I looked towards my companions, startled. The wizard was looking at me, smiling a little. I smiled back, albeit a little forcefully. Why he didn't remember, I did not know...

"We have to deal with a vampire lord in the East and not get killed in the process." My smile grew a hint friendlier at the sight of his face. "A simple in-and-out job."

OOC: Bladewing, I'm afraid your post really confuses me... O.o
 
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OOC: Ok, Bladewing, what you did is called godding a character, sometimes a small convo is good, but having another player shoot at you is not allowed, please edit/delete your post, and plan what you will write before you post again. It was really confusing and went against the rules

INC: Coming soon, to a computer near you.
 
Tibalt..... He's nice. Werewolf boy..... Bad. Evil creature. Ronoth... Never seen before in my life, Aphrodite thought, switching glances between the map and her companions. They were all useful. They wouldn't have to go for a close range attack apart from werewolfie. Heh. He would die.

She looked over them again. Tibalt's a noble. I do hope he won't mind getting his conscience reminded that he's still a boy. Whereas, I am.... female. But, as long as I keep the men in check we'll be.... oh no! I'm the only girl. Become a woman, Aphrodite, or you won't go far.

She turned around and walked through the East Gate. She slowly ate some of her keshebread, and then she carried on. They would have to catch up. Men were always slowcoaches. Humans were slowcoaches. Female elves were the beings that were always right.

She stopped by the first gate to the fields, unaware of someone lifting up his rake behind her head...
 
My smile receeded as I looked back at my other companion, briefly noting the incal on one of the boy's sleeves marking him as an earth wizard as I turned to the incredibly hairy boy beside him. I resisted the urge to sigh. What a great help he would be... A flash of light caught my eye. I turned sharply to the right, scanning the wriggling mass. I'd been certain I'd seen the dull shine of unpolished metal flashing from the crowd... I frowned in dissapointment when I realised Aphrodite had left without us. I could ee her striding away towards the east gate, hair streaming behind her. So beautiful... Turning to the others I clicked my tongue impatiently against the back of my teeth, biting back a curt order.

"Fellows, I do believe we are missing one of our number." I remarked mildly. "If you would..." - Here I fought back the urge to comment on the werewolfs carefree slouch - "...care to join me, I would like to go find her."

OOC: Oops... Sorry Exiled, I forgot about your question. ^.^;;

Edit: All sorted. =D
 
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(Okay, thia ia a start. Everyone please read one another's posts. Please don't God anothers character unless they haven't posted in a long time, or they gave you premission via PM, in which case you need to note that you have premission in your post. Minor bunnying only please. It's okay if you two fight, Bladewing, but she needs to have a say in it. I'm going to wait to post more until a member of my group has posted.)
 
OOC: sorry, now I am confused, when did you get a Chii? Be realistic and reasonable, and more social, battle posts like that make RPGs fail, look at PBA 1.0. Please rework your posts, your grammer and construction are a wee bit confusing too
 
Lyra saw Amos give her a weird look. Okay, she had bright red hair but it wasn't that weird looking, was it? Lyra stroked Plammen, who had blended in well with the orbs. Well, she knew that she didn't blend in, minus the fact that she was human.

"I couldn’t read a map if I had one and a compass wouldn’t work because my magic would disrupt it." Amos said in reply to Lyra's earlier question.
Lyra gave out a sigh, what a start. Someone that couldn't read maps or use a compass. Lyra had spent alot of time with those tools since she had to travel with the rest of the circus all over the place, even if it was the same route each time.

Which made Lyra wonder why her mother hadn't given her a map or a compass or something like that. It made next to no sense. Maybe her mother wanted to see what Lyra was like without those tools? Either way, Lyra wasn't entirely sure.

"Well if we don’t have a map, someone had better go buy one," Amos suggested and Lyra started to think. She had no money on her, and she wasn't too fond on selling anything. She'd perform for mooney, but all she could do was tight-rope walking, which probably wouldn't get her anywhere money wise.

Lyra looked at the other two girls, hoping they had some money. Then it hit her, the majority of the group was female. Amos was the only male, apart from Plammen but he was a Salamander and probably didn't count that much.
"Please tell me one of you two have a map or a compass," Lyra said to Katalina and Carmen, hoping that they had a map or a compass.
 
"hmmmm, strange girl...." Ronoth states. He looks around to his right and left... Realizing that he's pretty much talking to himself. Shrugging, he decides to go run off to the east gate to find Aphrodite, the missing teammate. "Just a coin..... A coin please?" Comes a voice from a man at the side of a road. As Ronoth runs by, he can notice that the raggity looking man isnt actually poor. He's just a con-artist. It suprises Ronoth still how he can know this. But as he was told by his dad, "wizardry holds many mysteries that you must solve yourself" Indeed what he said was true.

"Excuse me!" Ronoth hastily states as he dodges his way around people in the streets. He continues on passing a few average looking buildings, until he gets close to the east gate. The Wizard stops abrubtly though. Kicking up some dirt in the process. "whats this???" He asks himself underbreath. Ronoth can sense that something is not right beyond the gate. Hastily spreading his legs apart he yells, "Earth shift!" The ground under him starts to move forward like a moving platform. Allowing him to travel at a higher speed. As he gets to the gate, he looks out to see whats happening.

"Earthrising!" Large pillars of earth and rock rise out of the ground in front of the east gate......

Hoping to get the attention of whats happening... He aks "Whats going on here?"
 
I watch, dumbfounded, as the wizard fails to notice my question, looking around as if I did not exist and heading in the direction I had suggested. I shook my head in astonishment. Some people are more than just a little slow. Turning away from the wolfboy, who answered my question by scratching himself, I strode in the direction of the gates, watching as the wizard manipulated the earth around him and went zooming off, clothes flapping behind him. I shook my head once more. Some people also couldn't avoid showing off their powers. With a heavy sigh, I continued walking, resisting the urge to tap into the power of the bracelet and show these children what real power was. As easy and as satisfying as it would be, it would do me no good to reveal the full extent of my power this early. Let them think I was weak. When the time came, I would show them how wrong they were.

I frowned at the sound of a loud blast, shortly followed by a rumble as pillars of dirt speared into the sky. On top of it I could see the little black silhouette that I assumed was the wizard, standing out against the stark blue of the atmosphere. I sighed, wishing for all the world I had been put into a different group. For all of Aphrodites attributes, with these two fools I'd be better off on my own. Why they couldn't understand the word 'teamwork', I'll never know.

The clash of metal sent me into a run, eyes fixed on the ever nearing gate. As I rounded the final corner, I slid to a halt, eyes focussed on what was before me...

OOC: Alexis, You can take it from here. I'm afraid I have no clue what is going on with you and the pitch fork guy...
 
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Aphrodite screamed as the pitchfork fell close to her head. Seeing the idle Tibalt standing on the road, she shrieked for help, to no avail. Men are no use, she thought, as her fingers reached a chii. She grabbed Venus's arrow, and watched as the fire chii was absorbed.

She then fired a stream of fire at the farmer. Bad. Now he had a hot pitchfork. She ran past Tibalt, screeching, before rounding off and stopping. Aphrodite took an arrow and fired it at the man's hand. It connected. She then looked at Tibalt skeptically, "Can you do better?" she asked, before walking up the path towards the first field, all the while hissing under her breath about mad people who were nobles.
 
OOC: XD Nice...

IC: I scowled at Aphrodite's retreating back, crossing my arms in defiance. The whole fight had gone too fast for me keep up with, how was I supposed to know she was being attacked? Sighing I turned back to the farmer, who had cast aside his pitch fork and was clutching his wounded hand, shrieking hysterically. Walking forward I delicately picked up the farmers makeshift weapon, careful to avoid the steadily cooling cherry-red metal at its end. Approaching the man, I eyed him cautiously. He was still screeching, ranting to a dozen gods and goddess's from all religions about a 'horrible, angelic demon who had attacked him with the devils magic'. I groaned. Perfect. A madman.

The farmer fell to his knees, tugging weakly at the arrow lodged in his palm. Blood seeped slowly out from underneath the arrows metal tip, dribbling down his elbow and falling to the ground, dying the soil scarlet. Pity softened my anger from his unprevoked attack at Aphrodite. Putting the pitch fork aside, I knelt, grabbing the man's hand and dragging it towards me. I could hear the distant shouts of the guard steadily coming nearer, but I put them out of my mind. Bracing myself I tugged out the arrow, throwing it away and placing my hand firmly on the wound, ignoring the man's agonised screams. Closing my eyes, I struggled to remember my fathers instructions on how to heal.

First, reach out with your mind to the bracelet, focus your thoughts on it and what you want from it.

I did so, filling my mind with a mental image of the bracelet, repeating the words 'Healing magic, I need healing magic...' It took a few tries, my mind kept on wandering, but eventually I felt something cold course from the bracelet, running through my veins in a raging fire of cool magic.

Next, direct it to your palm, and force it through your skin onto the wound, focus all of your will on to healing what is beneath your hand.

Taking a deep breath, I directed the magic down to my right palm. It resisted me at first, wanting to roam free, not be controlled. Eventually, in what must have been a couple of seconds, but felt like hours, I collected it in my palm and pushed, thinking of healing. With a silent roar the magic complied, the power rushing through me and into the farmers hand, re-knitting skin and muscle. It was an exhilarating feeling, the power's might leaving me breathless. All too soon it faded, leaving me feeling strangely empty. The man's screams stopped and I opened my eyes, removing my palm and admiring my handiwork. A faint scar remained, but nothing else. Smiling grimly I rose, turning back to the city. The guards rushed past me, their assorted shouts echoing off the cold stonewalls. My smile widened.

I would most certainly try that again.
 
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OOC: Sorry forgot about the qestion... Dont think my character is slow... And it seems my earth spike thing is avoided to be mentioned... So I dont know how to post next / :
 
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