Vigil
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Son of Purge
Roleplay posts: 169
Registered: Aug 28, 2015 11:14:30 GMT -8
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Post by Vigil on Sept 19, 2015 21:27:01 GMT -8
Vigil does not speak to the otherworlder any longer. He starts to move away, tugging at Andraste's robes gently with his tether as Ashley starts spewing fire.
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Archangel Erik
Committed
Mortal body is deceased, His Spiritual presence is back where it belongs.
Roleplay posts: 57
Registered: Jun 18, 2015 19:41:24 GMT -8
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Post by Archangel Erik on Sept 19, 2015 21:29:13 GMT -8
He looked at her and raised his hand, stepping between Ashley and the Angel. He moved his hand straight at the beam of fire shooting at them until it stop for a second before getting redirected back at Ashley. He used his Pyrokinesis to do this, not letting anyone get hurt except for her.
"You have just doomed yourself, Demon or Dryad. I was hoping it wouldn't come to this, but I have not other choice."
He held his hand out and a bright light shone in his hand before a beautiful broad sword appeared in his hand made of a strange yet holy metal.
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Registered: May 16, 2024 3:25:25 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2015 21:37:07 GMT -8
The beam didn't direct as Erik had anticipated, as it merely bent around him and continued its path. After it finished its onslaught, Ashley was gone. Only a crater of fire remained where she stood. If Erik was quick enough, he would be able to notice Ashley above him, looking to deliver an overhead slam. He would also notice her hands were engulfed in a meteor-sized ball of blue fire, one hot enough and large enough to engulf him and a good portion of the forest around them as she slammed into the ground, creating a rising pillar of flame fifty feet in diameter.
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Andraste Ruana
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Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 21:37:22 GMT -8
Andraste looks down at Vigil and pushes him off gently, saying softly, "Stay here, little one, I do not wish for you to be damaged." Then, she dives between the two converging forces and spreads her arms out, shouting a word in an ancient, unintelligible tongue. The flames all dissipate in an instant, like a snuffed out candle, and both parties are pushed back violently by an invisible force. She gives both sides stern looks. "Cease this foolish violence!" she says in a commanding tone, looking between the two slowly. "The forces of nature and those of the Celestial Plane are not meant to be at odds. If you are unable to handle being in each others' presence like adults, then leave. You are, all of you, acting like children, and yet I am likely the youngest among us!" she says, before collapsing to a knee. Her strength has still not full returned, and her mana reserves are waning quickly.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2015 21:40:18 GMT -8
Tabitha looks up from the ground and sees that everything has stopped. She figures now is as good a time as any to escape. She stretches her burned wings, winces, and decides to just run for it as quietly as possible.
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a fairy
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Roleplay posts: 45
Age: ?
Physical Description: A tiny male fairy who emits a purple glow.
Clothes and Equipment: Were one to examine closely past the strong glow, the fairy would be wearing a leafy purple outfit.
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Registered: Sept 7, 2015 12:24:02 GMT -8
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Post by a fairy on Sept 19, 2015 21:41:27 GMT -8
Meanwhile, the fairy was glowing brighter and brighter. That wind returned, stronger this time, as it flew around and around Ashley's head like a deranged fly, dashing upwards over the whole scene.
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Vigil
Dedicated
Son of Purge
Roleplay posts: 169
Registered: Aug 28, 2015 11:14:30 GMT -8
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Post by Vigil on Sept 19, 2015 21:44:24 GMT -8
Vigil twinkles quietly as Andraste moves him aside. He watches with concern as she intervenes in the fight.
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Archangel Erik
Committed
Mortal body is deceased, His Spiritual presence is back where it belongs.
Roleplay posts: 57
Registered: Jun 18, 2015 19:41:24 GMT -8
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Post by Archangel Erik on Sept 19, 2015 21:45:57 GMT -8
He was about to knock her back with a blast of telekinesis when the human intervened and dispelled the incoming attack. He sighed and listened to her, his sword disappearing in beams of light.
"I reaaly didn't know she really wasn't a demon! The Dryads that I know of are terrified of flames for it would burn their homes and sanctuaries! I have honestly never heard of a flame using dryad! Then she attacked me in complete misunderstanding and I defended to make sure this angel here," Motioned to Tabitha. "Who is seemingly defenseless!"
He saw her start to collapse and he caught her, supporting her now.
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Archangel Erik
Committed
Mortal body is deceased, His Spiritual presence is back where it belongs.
Roleplay posts: 57
Registered: Jun 18, 2015 19:41:24 GMT -8
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Post by Archangel Erik on Sept 19, 2015 21:47:16 GMT -8
"Angel, stay where you are! Do not even attempt to escape."
He barked over his shoulder.
"You are in trouble for even being Down here!"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2015 21:53:21 GMT -8
"Do you....think I...wanted to...be cursed with....flames?" Ashley panted as she slowly rose to her feet. Her clothes had been long ago turned to dust, but now even her skin became charred black around her hands, red veins glowing dark red. Patches of her normally green leafy hair was now missing, leaving only dead brown pieces of plant matter.
"How dare you mock me with your presence! I never wanted these powers! All it brought me was loneliness! My own kind rejected me as some sort of abomination! For 500 years I have wandered this planet with no place to call home! No person to call friend! And now....I finally have a chance to change that, and you decided to attack me? Because you think I'm a monster?!"
She slowly limped forward but eventually stumbled to her knees.
"And how dare you- an immortal being living above us- claim to be defenseless! Among even my kind you are considered myths! Creatures so far beyond our plane of existence that only fools would believe you could possibly exist! You should know better than to assume I am a demon! Even this human could tell what I am, and she's not even a century old!"
She looked up to them, tears in her eyes, but her face was warped in pure disgust and fury.
"If she were not here now, forcing me to my knees, I would grab you, force you to fly up to your master, and burn your realm for what you called me! I have spent so long trying not to be a monster, I do not need a true monster calling me one!
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Registered: May 16, 2024 3:25:25 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2015 21:57:12 GMT -8
Tabitha looks at Ashley, then the archangel, and decides shed rather take her chances with Erik than Ashley. She legs it, sprinting off as fast as her legs will carry her in a fear and adrenaline-fueled dash. She doesn't look back.
[exits, unless someone chases her]
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 22:04:58 GMT -8
Andraste struggles to her feet again and approaches Ashley, her eyes opened to Ashley's suffering. She, too, had known the same suffering, after being exiled from her home. Andraste's enigmatic, placid smile returns and an aura of calm begins to radiate from her. "Ashley," she says, softly, "your gift is not a curse. I know the pain that you are feeling. I, too, have caused harm to those I never wished to with my abilities. I know it can be difficult to accept, but it is not your fault for being created the way you are."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2015 22:10:06 GMT -8
Ashley looked at Andraste, but her face did not soften.
"Don't you patronize me." She snapped. "I spent 50 years in the ashes of my forest lamenting my existence. It wasn't until I saw the forest sprout new plants that I realized my powers weren't a curse. I know it wasn't my fault for how I was created, and I know my powers can be turned into a blessing. I have been trying to do that since I woke up from my depression."
She stood up and started to limp away from the group.
"I don't need a child lecturing me on things I spent years learning."
[Exit to....ionno.]
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Archangel Erik
Committed
Mortal body is deceased, His Spiritual presence is back where it belongs.
Roleplay posts: 57
Registered: Jun 18, 2015 19:41:24 GMT -8
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Post by Archangel Erik on Sept 19, 2015 22:14:38 GMT -8
He sighed and walked away, letting his wings unfold.
"I should have have intervened. That was a mistake on my part. My apologies for ruining anything you guys were doing. With this, I will say farewell."
His wings lifted up before beating down and lifting him up high Into the air. Once he was a few feet into the air, he leaned forward and shot off towards the other angel. He still needed to talk to her. After a while, he found her still running. He got ahead of her before landing down in front of her.
"I said not to escape, I needed to talk to you."
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a fairy
Established
Roleplay posts: 45
Age: ?
Physical Description: A tiny male fairy who emits a purple glow.
Clothes and Equipment: Were one to examine closely past the strong glow, the fairy would be wearing a leafy purple outfit.
Player's online availability : ?
Registered: Sept 7, 2015 12:24:02 GMT -8
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Post by a fairy on Sept 19, 2015 22:15:23 GMT -8
Keeps flying around, the wind growing even stronger.
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 19, 2015 22:17:45 GMT -8
"And yet a moment ago you called it a curse, despite your apparent acceptance of it," muses Andraste, "The bitter feelings clearly still remain, whether you believe it or not. Otherwise, this celestial's name-calling would not have affected you so." She turns then to the Archangel. "I suggest you vacate the area. Your presence in the material plane will cause nothing but imbalance. Your place is among the other celestials, as I am certain you know," she states in smooth, placid tones. Whether or not Ashley is pleased with her, herself, or the situation, it seems to be diffused. It is, then, at least half a victory.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2015 22:19:12 GMT -8
Tabitha stops again, looking up at the archangel with worry in her eyes.
"What do you want? Can't you just let me go? I need to find a doctor!"
She gestures to her scorched wings.
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Archangel Erik
Committed
Mortal body is deceased, His Spiritual presence is back where it belongs.
Roleplay posts: 57
Registered: Jun 18, 2015 19:41:24 GMT -8
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Post by Archangel Erik on Sept 19, 2015 22:22:14 GMT -8
He walked over to her and raised his hands.
"Trust me, alright? I can heal you know so you don't have to go to a doctor."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2015 22:26:10 GMT -8
"Oh...alright."
Tabitha slumps over, pulling her charred wings in front of her.
"What do you want from me, anyhow? I'm here...uh...legally."
She looks up at the much higher-ranked angel's face.
"Please, after you heal my wings. Can I go?"
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Archangel Erik
Committed
Mortal body is deceased, His Spiritual presence is back where it belongs.
Roleplay posts: 57
Registered: Jun 18, 2015 19:41:24 GMT -8
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Post by Archangel Erik on Sept 19, 2015 22:36:45 GMT -8
He pulled his hood Down to reveal a handsome, and somehow perfect face, with golden blonde hair and rich blue eyes. He hovered his hands over her charred wings and a glow formed around her wings. As soon as that happened, the wings start to heal. Slowly at first before do I g it rapidly. In a matter of two minutes her once charred wings were back to how they were before, like it never happened.
"That should do it and as for leaving...why do you want to leave so readily? You aren't here legally or you wouldn't be a nerve wreck waiting to happen. Now what happened?"
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