Kaine Aislinn
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Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
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Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 6, 2017 7:11:05 GMT -8
Am I in the past? How did I end up here in the first place? The soldiers did not match any of the contemporary nation's and the beasts they were fighting were something unnatural that he had not even heard mention of in history. Even as he contemplated the situation the battle raged on, men fought and died and killed and the horde of monsters swarmed like one large black mass. But above them all stood one man, the man he had seen depicted in the tower. Kah? He had never heard this name before and for someone this powerful to have been lost in the annals of history... All it did was raise more questions. Following closely behind Kah ,Kaine observed them fight there way up the tower pushing back against the horde. As they reached the all too familiar Tower of Eons Kahs words disturbed him, what were they free from exactly? The Carnage surrounding them was a testament too their resolve to make it here, yet what exactly did they want from it? All he could do was watch and wait.
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 6, 2017 8:02:14 GMT -8
A group of worries clad in equally grand and tarnished armor gathered round Kah, but the man simply wept until a comforting hand rested on his heaving shoulders. A woman , missing one arm below the elbow: now a bandaged stub, comforted him as she could. He seemed to draw strength. His men, silent, lost in their leaders sorrow awaited orders. "Let us finish this." He said,and then looked directly at Kaine---He shook his head. " No , no not yet, there is much yet to do!" The woman nearly grasp his shoulder again, but the massive man waved her off. Reclaiming his luster as he marched down the same entrance Kaine Aislinn . " Let no more fall to this cursed tower!" The world fell into the sky part by part, that was the easiest way to explain what happened after the group entered the Tower. Kaine would find himself still touching the finely woven threads... but there was a blackened mark near his feet that swelled with his magical signature. The work of art might have taken a new meaning... as had to tower. Should he still chose to touch the Throne... or the dagger... who knows what he might witness next. Sitting on the table, should he take note, was a pitcher of water...and a fresh glass. Not that anything in the tower had a speck of dust as of yet. The water's presence was the same as the pool from before.
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Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 6, 2017 8:13:05 GMT -8
Kaine was eager for more but his mind was foggy from the whole experience. He would take a drink from the water and collect himself, taking count of what he had learned so far as well as what to do next. The Tower of Eons it seemed, was the one creating the monsters the men had fought, judging by Kahs words. If the throne would reveal more memories then he needed to see. Carefully making his way towards the throne he would place one hand on it's back.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2017 8:29:19 GMT -8
Kelly wandered towards the tower with her bag of infinite possibilities (and stolen goods) on her back, keeping her eyes on the dirt path below her. She had heard of the great treasures possibly at the top of this tower and the dangers within. Having fought and defeated a dragon, Kelly wasn't afraid of another challenge. Rather, she had something very special in mind that only the treasure in this building could offer her.
Eventually she made it to the entrance of the tower and stopped. Using her hand to block the sun, she looked up and around the tower for anything unusual or anything that would help her get to the top faster.
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 6, 2017 8:40:31 GMT -8
The water sliced through his mental fog like a razor, and left little of any physical fatigue, he might as well have woken from a fine nap.
The throne, upon closer inspection had various figured carved from a skilled hand on the right arm. People's faces mostly, names every so often. Elegant as it was it looked like a child hard scribbled on an artist finished canvas.
Kaine blinked and Kah was sitting there, Regal as anyone could ever be. A red cloak wrought with gold-thread graced his shoulders. His shirt of fine silk was cut finely and tailored with the utmost care. Bread trimmed neatly... It all ill fitted the gruesomeness of the mans milk white , scare torn eyes. The kingly fellow's head snapped quickly to Kaine's throat.... but passed through harmlessly... A man opened the oak door , the same entrance. An eel like fellow slicked in, A black miasma, of a magical nature, seemed to radiate off the man more specifically what he had hidden in his coat...
" Kah, we need to---" Kah slammed a gauntleted fist against the oak table, knocking a few of the plates askew. " Sevr , you over step your positio---"
"--For this!" The man raised his voice, Pulling the dagger from his hiding place, slamming it into the table with a force questionably powerful for his lanky frame, ." I HAVE NO TIME FOR GAMES KAH!" The eel like man shouted in an all to carrying voice.
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Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 6, 2017 9:20:14 GMT -8
As he felt himself fall into the memory again he couldn't help but jerk back when Kah grabbed at his throat. Could he see him? No because as soon as the door opened his milky eyes turned away from Kaine, as if he was not there. That familiar feeling... The dagger was surely inside the cloak of the man who had just entered... Sevr? He did not recognize the name but the king was extremely angry at the mention of the dagger, why was it so important? Kaine was watching the two with great interest in what they would do next and what this dagger had to do with the Tower of Eons and the king who had seemed more kingly fighting the monsters then he did now, sitting on a throne.
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 6, 2017 10:03:45 GMT -8
(Kelly: currently outside) @banditkelly Would not feel the oppressive magical nature of the tower as Kaine Aislinn had; contrary she would feel a pull. That of curiosity...and greed. Being the preceptive lass she was, she might very well notice our young mages foot prints. As she drew near the Entrace of the tower, Torches slowly breathed to life, flickering avidly as she strode on. As she observed the tower, seeming stretching on and on , looming over her even, she'd not see a window , a ledge, nay even a crease in the black stoned pillar. She couldn't even slide a knife between the stones should she be able to detect a seam. Very odd... It was as if the tower had been carved from a single slab of...something? It was no stone she'd ever seen before. At the entrance of the tower, was the same boarder our mage had crossed yesterday; his foot steps ceased to existed, as did any grime or filth. Runes were lined on the boarder, however it was not likely our bandit would be able to read its caution. However the steady...breathing... if it could be called that, of the tower might give her pause. The hot thick air came in waves from the depths of the dark hallway... Deep within, torches began to kindle alight, invitingly so.
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 6, 2017 10:21:25 GMT -8
(Kaine : floor 0: dinning/meeting hall)
Kah slapped the air in front of himself, the great oak door slammed shut and latched it self closed. Rage seethed from the proud kingly man. Acid etched his words " Where...Did you find that Spy master Sevr..." He said , clearly attempting to keep his tone cival.
The spy master, took one of the finely crafted seats, entering the hearth light enough to be seen clearly. His featues were not unlike that of any farmer or commoner... in fact he was extraordinary ordinary. A heavy sigh escaped him as he pulled the brandy' bottle and snifter over.
" I found it on a young fellow thinking me easy prey... May light favor my soul and mother take me in my sleep... I think I did him a kindness... Kah what are we going to do..?" The eel like man said pouring a rather stout glass. " I am already slipping into madness, I don't see how you've fought it so long."
Kah had been watching the dagger as he would a manged hound." I would call this a trick Sevr... but I can see otherwise..." The kingly man stood and began to pace , like a trapped lion watching a roast twirl on a spit.
" There is no way for that- that thing! to exist! After all we sacrificed! All I SCARFICED!?--" " Kah! Stead fast man! I can't have us both gone mad! Reaching at shadows as you were I already have my doubts!" Kah growled, eyeing Kaine but looked back at the dagger.
The fires cackle was the only noise in the study, other than the blood pounding in everyone's ears.
"You know what we must do, tower master Kah... for the good of everyone..." Sevr said at long last. "Yes... I thought we finished this ten years ago..." "I thought we had lost more that day than gained... the tower is fickle like that isn't it..." Sevr said, he had started pacing a moment before and slid a hand against the stone walls. "Blasted thing won in the end it seems..." Sevr said, holding his glass to Kah.
" Yes... Send for the Horn..." Kah agreed after long... then poured...two stiff drinks , leaving one in the same spot Kaine had just sat his glass in his own ...timeline...world...memory?
The figures faded, escaping like smoke through ones fingers... But the glass of apricot brandy still sat there... in front of Kaine.
The Dagger , still embeded in the table loomed...Fire chuckling quietly to Kaine's rear.
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Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 6, 2017 10:43:54 GMT -8
As the memory faded Kaine stood alone in the room once again. The drink and the dagger sat on the table, the implications of what he had just heard swirled in his head. It seemed that time here was convulated. It should not be so, but there was the drink sitting in front of him as if it had just been poured. He could only guess that this was an effect of the Tower of Eons but the dagger still remained a mystery. The people who inhabited this tower fell to madness it seemed. This tower did pull at his senses but it was never enough to drive him mad. As Kaine contemplated this he would take the drink in his hand take a small sip sampling the alcohol. It would only impair his senses and he needed to stay focused so he left it at that. Kaine would make his way towards the dagger and examine it but not touch it yet. If it was just another memory then it would help to shine light on the situation but if not... Eventually he would work up the courage to lay a finger on the hilt of the weapon and prepared himself for the worst.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2017 11:38:30 GMT -8
(Kelly: currently outside) @banditkelly Would not feel the oppressive magical nature of the tower as Kaine Aislinn had; contrary she would feel a pull. That of curiosity...and greed. Being the preceptive lass she was, she might very well notice our young mages foot prints. As she drew near the Entrace of the tower, Torches slowly breathed to life, flickering avidly as she strode on. As she observed the tower, seeming stretching on and on , looming over her even, she'd not see a window , a ledge, nay even a crease in the black stoned pillar. She couldn't even slide a knife between the stones should she be able to detect a seam. Very odd... It was as if the tower had been carved from a single slab of...something? It was no stone she'd ever seen before. At the entrance of the tower, was the same boarder our mage had crossed yesterday; his foot steps ceased to existed, as did any grime or filth. Runes were lined on the boarder, however it was not likely our bandit would be able to read its caution. However the steady...breathing... if it could be called that, of the tower might give her pause. The hot thick air came in waves from the depths of the dark hallway... Deep within, torches began to kindle alight, invitingly so. Kelly bent down before entering proper to look at the footsteps. Still fresh, she concluded. Whoever it was that made these was still inside. Another adventurer? Someone after the treasure? Kelly pulled out her crossbow. "Welp, looks like I gotta kill someone today..." She muttered to herself as she armed the crossbow with a bolt dripping in a green, viscous liquid. With her crossbow in one hand and her sword drawn in the other (negating any and all magic around her for dozens of feet) she cautiously worked her way inside. Once inside she looked around the inside of the walls and ceiling, looking for anything to let her scale the tower. She made note of the footsteps coming to a halt and went that direction first, investigating what happened to make them suddenly stop
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 6, 2017 13:03:34 GMT -8
( Kaine Aislinn: floor 0: dinning/meeting hall) Curiosity killed the cat, that was the old adage The glass of liqueur was rather delightful, and by no means harmful in the small sip, yet it was clearly meant for loud men at a loud bar, or lamp oil if you let it settle to long. Thankfully for our young mage, or not depending on ones out look... Humans were far more... durable than cats. There were no thunderclaps, no bouts of fire, no hell raising screeching, No earth quakes, no pits, no gnashing monsters.... No taunt sense... No whispers... The dark miasma oozing from the dagger all together stopped. Harmless. That is what the dagger seemed to be now. Sevr sat in the chair infront of the dagger. He looked at Kaine...his eyes widened--! "...NO!" He wailed." WHAT HAVE YOU DONE YOU BUNGLING CHILD!" Sevr's lanky form erupted from the seat. " Brun you!" The spy masters' deft fingers sought the young mages throat. Unless the mage had some skill in had to hand it they would snatch his neck as fox would fowl. The vain and arteries carrying blood to his mind, hidered...stopped. the man's legs pinned the young mans' chest to the hard oak floor. As stars swirled around the mages mind. The room spun. Swayed black on all side. " BURN YOU TO CINDER FOOL---!" As the world started to fade--- the weight lifted. Sweet life giving air rushed back to the Kaine's swollen throat, parched and dry as sand. Serv was gone... The whispers cackled just beyound the edge of his hearing. He'd feel it. the stretch. like a giant popping his neck... or knuckles: Kaine was smacked with a wave of magic powerful enough to knock the wind out of his chest. It was gone after a moment, but the whispers were far more vocal. In the edges of his vision he'd notice figures , but when ever he turned they would vanish.Should he focus he could understand some of the old tongue... " Eat them" one whispers." blood... blood... blood" one repeatedly endlessly... " Munch, and crunch----- SNAP!" gross sounds of grourging could be heard. Faintly a man screamed in the distance, begging it almost sounded like. The longer he focus the worse they would grow, rolling onto each other, in a symphony of gore and grotesque elegance. The Dagger mocked him, still embedded neatly in the table...Magic seemingly vanished.
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 6, 2017 15:01:49 GMT -8
(@banditkelly : currently main hallway.)
Kelly would feel it the moment she crossed the thresh hold. The anti magic blade was pushed away... Not harshly but enough to note. The Torches, quenched as if dunked in water...Grim... filth and an unholy stench erupted from the hallway. A skeletal hand could be seen in the darkness should she peer... intently... With the wards gone.. The towers nature changed... No longer clean, but half rotten and twisted. The stone was etched with pitting. The ground was wet and gave a sucking crunch sound when her boot fell on it.
Long forfeited webs hung in the once clean hallway, should Kelly wish to proceed she'd be going in blind as is.. If she went in with the sword bare, The force would attempt to push the sword back, enough to cause concern , requiring a white knuckled grip.
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Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 6, 2017 16:03:25 GMT -8
Shaken and beaten into the ground Kaine would shakily rise using the table for support. He had obviously messed up by trying to get more information from the dagger, he should've listened to his gut and left it alone. He was just glad he was alive. Something seemed off about the tower now, however. Like it was trying to speak underwater , the whispers had grown quieter and he couldn't tell why the attack on him had suddenly stopped. Then he started to hear the voices again ,disturbing at first it rose into a chorus of grotesque noises chilling him to the core. Then he began to notice the shadowy figures at the edge of his vision and turned fast in a circle trying to catch a glimpse of them, his vision was always slightly off from getting a good view of them. He shook his head and collected his thoughts, the Tower of Eons was messing with him, trying to drive him mad as it had with the others before him. He would not let it get to him. Carefully and while holding his stomach he made his way away from the dagger and began searching the room, trying his best to keep the voices out of his head. He looked for any doors and also tried his hand at the locks on the shelves although he did not expect much to come of it.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2017 16:17:38 GMT -8
(@banditkelly : currently main hallway.) Kelly would feel it the moment she crossed the thresh hold. The anti magic blade was pushed away... Not harshly but enough to note. The Torches, quenched as if dunked in water...Grim... filth and an unholy stench erupted from the hallway. A skeletal hand could be seen in the darkness should she peer... intently... With the wards gone.. The towers nature changed... No longer clean, but half rotten and twisted. The stone was etched with pitting. The ground was wet and gave a sucking crunch sound when her boot fell on it. Long forfeited webs hung in the once clean hallway, should Kelly wish to proceed she'd be going in blind as is.. If she went in with the sword bare, The force would attempt to push the sword back, enough to cause concern , requiring a white knuckled grip. Taken back abit by the sudden change in scenery, Kelly spent more time looking around the room to see better than she did at the tracks. With the torches out, she was going in blind. "The hell....." Placing her crossbow on the wet floor below, she pulled a torch from her pack and lit it up. With a torch handy, she safely put her crossbow back and replaced it with the torch in hand, continuing down the hallway with a more disturbed look on her face at what was slowly unfolding. The wetness and rotting tower gave her the feeling she was inside a long-dead creature, possibly one of those tower mimics she had heard about but thankfully never experienced. The force pushing the sword back would find she refused to let it stop her as she continued on with sword and torch in hand. After a few minutes of walking she heard Kaine's voice echo off the walls. Taking a more tense stance, she slowly crept up on the source, looking around walls and down hallways to make sure she wasn't walking into an ambush.
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 6, 2017 17:22:14 GMT -8
There were no doors. No cases... No books... table and no dagger... The torches died off...one by one for Kaine Aislinn. The table was missing, wait he had just been touching it! The tapestry, the throne, the water, the liquor all of it gone.. Save for the burning hearth on onside of the room... and the Dagger... lurking in the dark. He might not know why, but he felt like he could point to the black etched steel of the dagger... It could have been he faint glitter of the sparrow egg ruby twinkling in the fire light with a murderous intent... The walls loomed just outside his vision. He blinked and he was simply staring at the dagger... gazing at the ruby. The only door in this room was one from which he came. The locks, were as their name suggested, locked. However theses were a single shell and slightly easier to pick, but the wards held strong. All the while the less he focused, the less he noticed the heard the voices... now muted to a dull roar of laughter as if someone had said a fine joke. He'd find himself looking at the dagger again before he chose to leave however... the Voices held their collective breath.... the shadow figures... hid... Everything waited on the dagger.
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 6, 2017 18:04:55 GMT -8
The weight upon @banditkelly 's sword would cease the moment she crossed he second threshold... As she peered around the corner, : gone was the ominous splendor of the monument to the fallen... gone were the finely crafted seats... all that was left was a tomb...
How many bodies were there... skeletons lined the walls. Some curled hiding away with several swords run-through their backs. Some with knifes thrust into their own temples... Others were locked in various combat positions... one in particulate stuck out.
The skeleton stood tall above all the others... and had far to many limbs to be considered human. It's largest skull was three times the size of a mans... and teeth and jaw bows seemed to hang from obscure positions it might remind Kelly of a snake.... It gripped a human skeleton in it's clutches, an Ax embedded in it's ....well where it's eye sockets would have been should it have had any. Where the monument stood, only rumble sat.
There were no mages here. Yet his echo might be heard from the far right door, at the top right of the room from her entrance. The room its self was at least two hundred and fifty spans in diameter... corpses covered most of it.
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Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 6, 2017 18:09:24 GMT -8
Once he was certain he could not find anything more of interest Kaine would start to head back the way he came, until he felt it, the anti-magic field that was currently surrounding Kelly. The room around him started to fall apart like it was sculpted of sand the table and tapestries all fell away leaving the room bare save for the dagger and the hearth. He had a sneaking suspicion that the tower was not what it seemed based on the warnings he had recieved upon entering but this was much more than he had imagined. The entire room was an elaborate mirage, for something this complex to last so long was a testament to whatever made it's prowess. After the anti-magic field revealed this too him he realized he might have more problems to contend with. Could someone else be here in the Tower of Eons with him? Creeping around the corner of the door leading out of the room Kaine took a look down the hallway
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2017 19:54:28 GMT -8
Kaine would see Kelly looking up at the snake giant with an inquisitive look, her torch edging closer to give her a better view.
"The hell is this thing?" She said to herself with a raise eyebrow. She looked around at the corpses lining the walls and floor, unphased by the amount of death around her. Rather, she was more curious as to what the tower held that this many people died for it.
"Well, whatever it is, it's absolutely going to be mine." She scoffed, looking over to see Kaine. Kelly froze in place, looking at him in the eyes.
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 6, 2017 20:16:39 GMT -8
( @banditkelly Kaine Aislinn : Floor 0 : main room ) ... He left the dagger. Giddy the voices returned. " On ward onward onward!" " Kill her." " THE EYES RIP THE EYES" " tear the muscles... so soft muscles tear them!" "Rend rend rend rend" A thousand sickening sounds seemed to echo from the depths of the mages mind. The room flickered. He'd see severed threads of magic everywhere, bright as starlight... Or dew. Gliding the seemingly endless mosaic of corpses and bones it was ill fitting to say the least the sort of splendor that might be seen through the mages eyes... Had the room not slid into it's side. As Kelly raised her sword the voices hissed in a shriek that could only be compared to the wales of sorrow from a thousand mothers who lost their only child---- Silence.... Deafening silence. No taunt feeling in the pit of his spine, no itch beneath his veins... no hunger for flesh in more ways than one... Would the Mage recall the vile things he the whispers had suggested.... Things he might chose not to hear about her supple flesh... _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Kelly would see the mage all to clearly, with a wild and fevered expression on his face, perhaps she noticed the twitch in his eye. Or sickly tone of his skin. After all she had brought that sword with her... Prying magic from such a man might do him harm.. A voice whispered ever so faintly.... but was squashed firmly when she moved the sword, knocking away the residue of magic that had attempted to settled over her. The Snake like figure had to many limbs to be a snake.... to many to be a lizard and had several hands , multiple forearms from single joints.... the tail was the sole thing reminding of the snake. Kelly's candle light would catch the Ax head buried firmly in the snake creatures skull... It shone of tarnished silver... and a keen eye might spot gold inlay.
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Kaine Aislinn
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Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 6, 2017 20:44:45 GMT -8
As he turned the corner and saw Kelly at the base of the skeleton he was relieved, at least it was someone he knew. But as he strode closer he was overcome with an insatiable hunger, to kill and to eat her. Then bright lights ,threads weaving in and out orchestrated the corpses around him in a beautiful sort of madness. He was quickly overcome by all of these things as he entered the room and he fell to his knees on the ground, holding his hands to his head as it ached and the voices... The voices rose in intensity as if a thousand people were screaming inside of his brain. And yet he still resisted, falling back on his training he imagined a wall around himself that would block out the will of others on himself, he focused all he had into that wall in a desperate attempt to make it stop. And then as quickly as it had come it faded away, the anti magic field washed away the daggers influence and left him with a clear mind again. Kelly would no doubt be frightened by his sudden hysteria and he quickly brought himself back up and wiped the sweat off his brow before greeting her. Nervous laughter and then he began to speak "I.. It's good too see you again Kelly, no need to worry Ive just been a sick lately nothing to worry about of course" a slight pause "Are you curious about this tower as well?" The Tower of Eons could still be testing him, he couldn't afford to let his guard down and this could very well not be Kelly, if rooms could change in nature then so could anything else. As he was talking Kaine kept a hand near his axe but not in plain sight as to attract attention to his suspicions.
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