Voss
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Post by Voss on May 11, 2016 9:41:47 GMT -5
Crevan felt that this was all a jest to further irritate him, but as once a wise person had told him that in silence some hear the truth. He found that instead of further pissing the only one that seemed to know the way off, he decided that it was best to keep his mouth shut. Though when others began to invade his space it had Crevan stepping forward a little towards them his teeth grit tightly. Alister watched him carefully seeing that deep crimson seem to deepen further with irritation. Crevan would follow Felicity when she moved after Hathwari, he felt this was going to be a very...very long trip. If not in time but frustration. Though the anger bubbling inside eased when he saw the look on Alister's face, it was of genuine concern; he knew it was not for him. This made the air clear for him slightly, before letting go of his hilt on his sword he had not noticed grabbing. He assumed that they would be walking for some time and bunching up with anger was not going to ease his already aching muscles from the travel across realms. He noticed Alister was still in top shape, he at one point had wished for his ability to look unfazed. But that meant he himself would have to lose his soul and become something he was not. Or refused to be more like it.
Alister could not help but notice crevan eyeing him, which was not something he enjoyed. It some times was hard to tell what he man was thinking when it regarded himself. " Sounds tricky. I would love this place if it were not for my pure helpless feeling at the moment " This shocked the hell out of Crevan to hear him admit not only to him but several others. Alister still wondered whom the group was that had so suddenly appeared from the forest, but since the woman that protected the forest didn't charge and try to kill them or at least defend he assumed they were with her.
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Alister noticed the change in day seemed different here as well, though he seemed unaffected by it he had noticed Felicity was a different story. About after her fourth stumble he sighed moving for her quickly snatching her up in his arms carrying her. He was not about to have to stop because she needed a nap. " before you break your neck " He smiled with that charming yet disturbing smile. His grip would tighten on her a little knowing she most likely struggle and scream to be let go. Crevan sighed knowing Alister was most likely doing it to put Felicity on edge which had him wondering how that was going to go. He already had a few ideas on that, and it strictly would be the demons fault for touching her. His attention was fully distracted by what might happen so at first he thought he had not heard right, hearing the giggle again he would look in its direction. Seeing nothing but more endless forest only made him hold his breath, as if trying to listen closely for her." Sarah.."His breathless whisper had him parting from the group as if all most transfixed.
" Crevan!" Alister's goat like eyes shined with red blood swirling in them that looked like a thousand souls. When the man did not react he hissed " Stop him before he is lost..." He seemed panicked at the idea of not finding the man he had been following for years just to taste that sweet bitter soul. He actually looked scared out of his mind, a bead of sweat dripped down the demons all most angelic face as it traveled down his neck.
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Jewel
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Post by Jewel on May 11, 2016 21:05:22 GMT -5
Felicity gasped, clearly not expecting to be swept oof her feet. When she realized who it was, her eyes widened in shock that Alister would pick her up. At the smile, she narrowed her eyes, not in the least bit amused.
She didn't scream or wiggle. If she did Hathwari surely would have stopped the search party, kicked Alister out of it, and forced Felicity to sleep.
Which would have taken forever.
"Put me down," she hissed, yet with how her arms were around his neck it didn't look like she wanted to be put down. "If I wanted someone to carry me, I would have -"
But Crevan's whisper had her turning her head at an odd angle to see what he was seeing. Which was nothing. Keisha, the young woman with metal cuffs in her hair, moved to be in step with Ares, not at all disturbed at how he moved in a different direction than therest, nor the chilling look Hathwari sent her. "Follow him," Hathwari commanded. Immediately, Phoenix - the beautiful man by Alister's side - changed into his namesake bird, flaming feathers lighting the way after Crevan. Keisha was quick after that, following close and actually catching up to Crevan. Gabby the imp skittered after them, and lastly Ares the brute.
But before Alister could move Hathwari put a firm hand on his arm. "I'll carry her." It wasn't a suggestion - rather a command. "Hurry now." That was when Felicity started to wiggle out of his grip. It was a slow wiggle, showing just how tired she was. Any second and she'll pass out - at that time she wouldn't care whose arms she was in.
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Soon, about twenty yards into the direction Crevan took, there was another source of light. Straight-forward, no turning necessary, was a cave. That cave, despite the rather small opening, was spacious. Though they wouldn't know that until they went through the small woman watching the entrance.
She had eyes that looked as if they saw everything. But it wasn't the Seer. It was her apprentice. "You've come for the little one." It wasn't a question. And it was said with an inviting smile on her face. "She's been asking for you, Crevan. But at this moment she is asleep."
And she was. On the little straw mattress, she lied on her back. A black cat with a white patch of fur on its chest the size of a labrador retriever rested half on the cot and the other half on her. On her forehead was a cloth - stained, but useable - to cool her fever. A section of her forearm was wrapped with white fabric, the only spot on it being her blood mixed with venom (making the spot a deep black in color). Her face occassionally contorted into a grimace, but other than that she had a peaceful look.
The Seer stood by the crackling fire, palms out since her eyes were on them. Faded blue eyes blinked, and she smiled at the sight of Crevan. "She is well," the hag murmured before he opened his mouth. "Despite the poison."
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Voss
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Post by Voss on May 31, 2016 7:02:31 GMT -5
Alister did not budge his eyes focused on Hathwari as his mischievous smile slipping from his lips," No." Was at first all he stated. His deadpan look made him look as if his seriousness could turn into anger quickly at any moment." What will you do if you need to fight? Your leading us. I can not do anything here to help but this. Causing your self to carry dead weight when she finally goes off into la la land, well it is not wise at all. It is just dumb." His eyes would float to her hand on his shoulder for a moment then back to her eyes. " If you where truly worried about her being in the wrong hands you should of sent me away from the beginning. " It is true that Alister just loved getting under Felicities skin but now was not the time nor place for it. His grip tightened on her enough to make it clear he was not letting go, " Unless of course you want to make a deal? " His lips curled into a mischievous smile, his eyes would flick to the group that was slowly starting to disappear with distance.
Crevan could not help but follow where he felt it was coming from, because honestly he could not pin point the sounds direction. It sounded as if it was coming from every where in the forest, like it was playing tricks on him. Yet he followed it regardless of his conscious notion of knowing it could be a trick, he felt as if the forest pulled back from him as he stepped through it. Though that could just be his mind playing tricks on him as well. He by no means moved no quicker then a snail, taking his time and staying cautious being out of his own land. The fact that he was hearing this made him feel as if at any moment anything could attack him, how could they find her this quickly? Was it possible to resolve everything with this kind of luck?
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Crevan came to a stopped only once he he saw the light peaking from the cave, but that was not truly what had made him stop in his movement. Seeing the small woman standing at the entrance had been the reason, his eyes narrowed when she spoke to him. Though she had a inviting look it had him feeling the opposite, he took a few more steps after she stopped talking moving towards her. His eyes spoke his feelings, showing distrust of them but all the same he moved. Not quickly. His movement was like that of a human father trying not to wake his daughter, Though his foot steps never held sound. Moving past the apprentice only to see the woman they called the Hag, his eyes never focused on Sarah. But he could see her well enough out of the corner of his eye, he was not happy to say the least about her condition.
Though she spoke on her being well despite the poison, " How did it happen?" Was all he asked at the moment. He did not move from the spot he was in, his eyes slowly scanned over to her. His body still reluctant to move from its spot, though he seemed to feel the will to move to her. And if this seer was able to see things, she would know it. This in turn made him finally move towards Sarah, his eye's shifting to the cat. He wondered if it perhaps it's size was due to magic or if they truly grew this big here, another part started calculating what a great power that would hold. Glad that most likely that was what this one was doing, he would slowly crouch shifting his sheathed sword.
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Jewel
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Post by Jewel on Jun 6, 2016 0:51:39 GMT -5
"I do not make deals with demons."
The words were spoken with so much venom Felicity half-wondered if Cindimir wasn't a poisonous dragon to begin with. Felicity could feel the hatred coming off Hathwari in waves, and when the iron-clad woman turned and shifted her glamour the witch sighed and rubbed her hands against her face roughly. She didn't want to fall asleep, which would force her to trust that Alister wouldn't hurt her. Felicity didn't do much trusting nowadays. Not since the death of her lover.
"I can't ... believe this," she muttered to herself, pausing in the middle of her sentence to give out a gaping yawn. "No one is ever good enough for that woman." Then she gave as good a glare as anyone who looked as if they were going to pass out at any moment. "Do not drop me. I might be out for a few minutes or a week. If I find one bruise on me I will hold you responsible."
And then, she fell asleep, laying her head on Alister's upper arm. Her arms were useless, resting atop her stomach, and one of her slippers fell off her feet. Just as soon it fell it was gone, carried off by an unknown creature.
***
Felicity didn't wake up when they arrived to the cave the Seer lived in. Nor did Sarah wake up when Crevan squated next to her. "I understand your feelings, Captain," the Seer said, her smile showing rotted teeth. "But know that I only speak the truth, like my Faerie neighbors. I do not wish harm on Sarah. In fact, if I could I would have taken the poison out ages ago."
The clinking of armor within the cave was caused by the relaxing of the warriors that accompainied Crevan. Phoenix had shifted back to his original form just as soon as he hit the mouth of the cave (metaphorically), and was wiping the sweat from his brow. Keisha leaned against the mouth of the cave, and nearby Ares was laying on his back with Gabby sitting casually on his large stomach. Hathwari was the only one not relaxing but that was because she was irritated with how her day had gone. "She was stung by a night-walker," the dragonoid woman muttered. "Similar to boogeymen, but have poison that is, as the hag implied, incurable. Aranel will be fine."
"Her name is Sarah," the Seer interjected, followed by a nod from her apprentice.
A snort of smoke filled the space around Hathwari, coming from her nose. And after snapping her teeth together in irritation, she continued. "The poison can be bled out; I have been stung before, yet did not intend to suffer through nightmares and the tricks played on my sub-conscious. I let myself bleed until my blood was no longer black. Very dangerous. But Aranel is Foster's child. She is strong."
"Let us not do that, though," the apprentice said quickly, her hands going to her chest. "She is just a wee girl."
"My only advice, Captain," Seer said sagely, coming over to stand behind his shoulder and look down at the girl lying on the straw cot. "Is to keep her close and ease her worries, maybe make tea. A night-walker's poison plays with the victim's fears, and in some cases can lead to insanity." Then, after a few moments, she lifted a shoulder. "But what do I know? I am just an old hag that says rhyming words that come true."
The cait sith opened one eye and stared directly at Crevan, yet kept his head on Sarah's chest, as if estabishing his claim and making it known that he had no intention of moving. "Mrrow," it said, then licked the inside of Sarah's elbow, which caused Sarah to stir. Giggle a bit. Then settle again.
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Voss
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Post by Voss on Aug 8, 2016 9:49:26 GMT -5
Alister was about to protest about her glare to make her give another remark when he noticed that she had fallen asleep the relaxed look on her while in his arms made his words stop before birthing into reality. He let out a soft sweet sigh before he chuckled and moved on" I know what I am doing dragon." He said through grit teeth. He was not about to let her go from his arm's not in the old harmful place, her sweet soul would parish with out a taste and that he was not going to let happen. He found himself walking slower his eyes slipping down to her, as if he was making sure his grip was tight enough to protect her but not enough to bruise her skin. His senses had him on alert for anything that could possibly ruin every thing, he felt as if that was going to happen eventually. That something or someone was going to show up to ruin every thing.
When nothing like that happened he felt something relax in him, he was surprised that showed up at the cave. He was sure they had stopped to long, which only in turn made him more nervous. Everything seemed to be going right for a change and that turned his stomach the most. He would stand close by but not head inside the cave, " In the wood out there, way out there in the place where you wont go, that's where you'll find her" His eyes darted to the cave then back down to Felicity.
" Dancing in heated frenzy Sweating a sweet scent; she strips down as steam rises off her body; She raises her hand to the red moon and she calls out his name." He would look to the cave once more and then scan the landscape around them." Beckoning again and again until finally he comes and stands before her, Tall and mighty the face of a breast; his eyes are sharp and narrow, red; He has the horns of a ram curving backwards from his head;" His eyes shift from the normal looking pair to the goat eyes he hides. " He steps out of the Myst to fulfill her rapture her final capture." He whispers the poem summoning before he closes his eyes using his ears to listen.
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Crevan seemed to relax a little, it was more of his shoulders slumping in a small defeat. Knowing he had no way of easing her pain with out hurting her made him pause on his decision making. Watching the cat and listening to the others around him made the room feel crowded. But he was not about to shoo them away. " where was she stung?" He shifted to look back from her. He wondered if the tea was for every one else nerves, she seemed to far into sleep to be woken.
He was afraid to touch her at this moment, he remembered when the young princess had been stung once by the large scorpion's of the desert on the other side of the portal's. She had been forbidden to play there and as always she had refused to listen to any one. It had put her into a deep un-restful sleep, he swore when he found he was afraid to move her. It had made her skin seem to release the heat of the desert from her, steam rose from the area she had been stung at.
He had drawn the blood from her with his knife first, not knowing how long she had been like that he moved to pulling the blood from her. It in turn had made him ill, but at that point they shared a bond of some sort. Both being immune to the poison later on in life proved helpful, he still became ill but it would not prove fatal. Her on the other hand could withstand with out becoming ill. She after learning this began poisoning her self, he remembered that moment and did not want Sarah going through this. " I do not want her to suffer through this. You said bleeding her would work?"
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Jewel
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Post by Jewel on Aug 8, 2016 13:44:52 GMT -5
"Where the bandage is, I assume," Keisha said, bitter amusement lacing her words. "If you can't see it, it's a white cloth on the crease of her elbow." Her words were met with an "oomph", since Phoenix hit her with a warning blow to the side. He wasn't up for his blood to be drained, nor a battle within this small area, because his sister-in-arms decided to open her smart mouth.
Gabby, the imp sitting on Ares's stomach, tittered and crawled farther up the snoring beast's body, lying cross-wise on his chest now. They knew that the Seer's cave would only show itself to whoever it wishes. So far, the Seer was not being distrustful, nor was there any approaching thing. The apprentice did look out the cave entrance, past the lounging Keisha to see Alister and Felicity. Just because the cave was covered with protective magic, it didn't mean that Alister was too. So to any passerby, it would look as if a crazy (what with his mumbled words and all) person was holding onto an innocent woman.
If he wasn't careful, he could attract unwanted attention. And the apprentice was about to warn him too. If she hadn't heard "bleeding". No, she wasn't up for that. Bleeding hurt. It would wake the sleeping girl, and in her haze would believe she was being attacked again. With a cry she could wake the whole forest. The cait sith would go in a frenzy, and she'd rather not have the forest's desire to wreck havoc on her or her mentor, nor did she care to hear the girl's pain.
Seeing it was bad enough.
"Yes, it would work," Hathwari stated. "Given that the venom hasn't reached all of her blood yet. It takes about a few hours. Here, one can't really be sure how much times has passed. I, for one, don't believe it has been long. I say do it. I do not want to sleep knowing I haven't rescued ... Sarah - " Gabby applauded, tittering again - "in time to keep her from complete danger."
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Post by Voss on Sept 22, 2016 7:58:02 GMT -5
(let me know in pm if i need to re-write anything )
Crevan stiffened before looking back standing up straight," Thank you " was all he said, but his eyes seemed a little annoyed. He would turn back to Sarah his hand moving across the hilt of his dagger, his large rough fingers slipped around the threaded leather. Lifting the jeweled hilt exposing the silver blade the middle of it had a dark red crystal running along the blade. It looked as if it should glow, it seemed dormant as if waiting to be awoken. He used the blade to cut the bandage, he wanted to see the state of the wound itself. To make a choice on weather opening it further would be needed to extract what he considered poison. Hearing Hathwari after a few moments of him looking her arm over, well he decided that the blade was not needed for opening her more. His eyes reddened as the iris seemed to swirl like a mad storm, starting to glow as he bent down to touch his mouth to arm from a kneeling position. His left hand delicately held her arm as his right still gripped the dagger loosely.
Alister's eyes went from closed to open rather quickly as if coming back from a brief rest, he would glance down one more time to Felicity before walking inside. Slowly the magic that was caste on Alister was fading, he wondered if it was the forest slowly breaking his hidden charms. He felt as if he was having a moment or two of Dejvu as he watched Crevan moving to sink his fangs into Sarah. It seemed that he had no protest for this, He was sure that some one would do that for him. He was more concerned with how long they would be in this forest, he knew the more he stayed here that Sarah was in danger. He did not care what the seer said how safe she might be, he doubted that if the king of the lands wanted to find her he would. His thoughts fell from this time and place, he was soon thinking about the fighting slave rings. He recalled a non-witch had been pitted once and since then the ring had been closed due to the damage to the nobles. They had tried to stop the beast from escaping unaware of the disappearing of the Master, he recalled now that held underground fights that most every one knew about.
He wondered if this was similar; the seer being some kind of underground station. Who she might be standing with in what he considered to be a war, Felicity made it clear that a treaty of some sort was held by a thread. He was not sure if it was with Crevan's home land or the other fairy court, all he knew is that if all his charms fell meant that his natural powers he would have to use to survive here. Specially if the situation turned for the worse.
Crevan's fangs had pierced her flesh the pain was very short as her blood stream would be filled in-between pulls with a natural numbing his fangs that he was able to produce at will. The taste was lacking tainted by the poison, his eyes of blood lust remained but he seemed to held himself in reserve. The soft tugs pulling it from her blood system as he held her arm delicately, his fingers were not pressed hard against her skin. He seemed void of emotion at the moment, normally he would pushing out pheromones to make her relax and bend to his will. For some reason he had not, figuring it would have effected any one near by to keep them from stopping him.
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Jewel
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Post by Jewel on Sept 22, 2016 21:46:44 GMT -5
Sarah's feet, no matter how much she wanted to move them, were rooted to the marbled floor. Edain moved one hand slowly, her index finger brushing just barely across the back of her palm, which made Sarah gasp at the cold she felt. She quickly snatched her hand back, not able to look at Edain's glinting eyes.
"I must know, Sarah," Edain said again, this time her voice just more than a whisper. She had a way, Sarah thought, of saying it as a command and at the same time ... a plea. "You could be a wonderful ruler. To have the things of nightmares come at your beck and call. Love whoever you please, and then do away with them when you grow tired. You don't need anyone to tell you what you can and cannot do."
A chill crawled down Sarah's back, making her shiver before clasping her hands together. She didn't want to risk Edain holding them. "Uhm ... I can't."
For a few moments, Edain stared at her, not yet registering the words. Though when they did, she laughed lightly, falsely, as if she didn't like what she heard. "Whyever not?"
"My master -"
"Master?"
"Y-Yeah. I mean, yes ma'am. You're Majesty," Sarah stammered, nodding slowly. "He ..." she looked at Edain's silvery eyes, which had grown cold with an anger than she didn't quite like. So quickly, she changed tactics. She didn't want for her paternal grandmother go on a manhunt for Crevan. Or anyone that she grew to care about within the Isles. "I am quite happy where I'm at. Thank you, though. B-Besides, I'm not even princess material. I'm just a servant."
She felt a pain in her arm, making her cry out loud with how suddenly it came. But looking down, she didn't see anything that hurt her. Her skin was bare. Save for the dragon patch right there just above her elbow. A few seconds later, it was gone. And she found that her vision was going dark at the corners of her eyes. Her head felt fuzzy. Her arm, where there had been a pain, was now numb.
"Sarah!"
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The air was filled with a palpable tension. Even the Seer stood with a frown as Crevan pulled out the dagger. Her apprentice shifted repeatedly from foot to foot, worrying and biting her lower lip to keep herself from saying anything. That blade looked wicked, Phoenix had thought. Keisha stopped her cold mood briefly to watch with sharp eyes what Crevan did with it.
The cait sith made a noise within the back of its throat, raising its giant head. It was a warning. Do not come near with that thing. Pristine white, sharp teeth were shown as the black upper lip curled. It wasn't afraid to pick a fight with Crevan, but it realized it didn't have to. It was gone - out of its sight, at least.
Until Sarah cried out.
No one was expecting for Crevan to drink from her. Surely the black ink matter oozing out of the perfect circle was enough deterrant to get him to realize that this wasn't what normal blood should look like. That if he drank it, he would get nightmares, too. Over the cait sith's howls of indignation, batting at Crevan's head several times for him to stop what he was doing, the Seer's apprentice finally protested, "Stop! You will be plagued as well!"
It was then that Sarah opened her eyes, golden orbs being cleared of the black haze to see a rocky ceiling. She tried to breathe, but couldn't due to the weight of the animal on her chest. Her face screwed to show her discomfort, skin pale as the moon with the slow diminishing of her blood. She squirmed, fear and confusion fueling her actions. The cait sith realized what was happening - that its pillow was moving - and suddenly jumped down on its feet, howling its rage.
Breath finally entered her lungs, which Sarah was glad for. Her chest ached with how large of an inhale she breathed, then coughed before sneezing at the cat hair in her face. "Master," she called out first, still so disoriented to realize what was happening around her.
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Post by Voss on Jan 27, 2017 10:21:31 GMT -5
( you may skip ahead or continue its up to you since i was gone so long) Crevan's grip tightened on Sarah when the cat bat at him, though he allowed the animal its rampage of hissing and yowls. He had no time to waste on it or its downfall, his attention was focused in and out slowly before his eyes went black. The dagger slowly started to glow the more he drank, his grip only loosened when he heard them call out. Though he continued to drink from her it short little tugs till the dark ink like fluid was no more inside of her. His black eyes had his vision blurring till all he could see was a tunnel of vision, Sarah waking from her little blur of a nightmare. The vision tainted like water had filled his eyes, his hand reaching out hesitantly. Sarah his pet had disappeared only to be replaced by 'her'. Aranel. Her smile made the moisture that had filled his dark black eyes spill over and trail down his face. " Aranel" his dry cracked lips barely parted with the whisper of his her name. The woman's arms were outstretched to him as if suspended in a welcoming hug, the vision of her turned to a sickening visage. Her body started to char like it was on fire, and then slowly turned to ash as only the bone was left. Though he knew it was only a dream he couldn't hold the tears his eyes shed, his fangs slowly pulled from Sarah. His tongue soothed the wound before pulling from her to slouch back against his legs. His arms falling to his side as he watched the haunting image of his deceased wife meddle inside his waking dream. Alister watched the spectacle with a great deal interest, watching it unfold like a play. Seeing no one stopping Crevan from drawing the poison from her veins made him let out a soft sigh. " Sarah you are well now. Rest till I can figure a way out of this...place" His lip curled in a sneer. He was growing to hate his surroundings more and more at his dwindling magic. If fear was something a demon knew? Then his fear would be a real credible feeling. " Leave the man be nothing any of you can do for him now ..." His tone was rather dry as if he had no amusement for the moment. Alister's clawed hand gently moved along Felicity's cheek gently caressing her before he smiled. " I thank you for your kindness for keeping her safe. But we must be going..." He wondered if they would really let them leave. He most likely knew the most trouble he would have would be with the woman named Hathwari. A warrior was always quick to keep to the code and follow what was set before them. He eyed her briefly before turning his attention to the old hag wondering if she had anything to say about most things that just had unfolded despite the warnings from the others.
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Post by Jewel on Jan 27, 2017 23:29:08 GMT -5
Her heart fluttered like a weak bird yearning for freedom. Her head pounded in the same way a hammer would a sheet of metal. Really, she didn't see Crevan right away. After all, he was crouched out of her sight. But she felt the small tugs on her arm; her eyes immediately searched out the source. For a few moments, her mind was so fuzzy that she wasn't sure what she was seeing. A few seconds later, she froze as still as a statue.
Now, she knew that it was coming soon, his taking her blood. Yet … she expected this to hurt. Sarah felt nothing. Just the sensation of something pulling at her skin. In a sort of awe, she watched him, feeling the warmth of his mouth on her tender skin. Like a time-lapse video, she watched as his face changed from stoicism to sadness. Her hearing barely picked up his late wife's name, making her chest tighten. And every tear that fell from his eyes had her chest tightening even more. Her body shuddered when he licked the wound to heal it. But other than that, she didn't react to it.
Her limbs were wobbly. Her vision was fuzzy and the edges. But her mind was resolute in the decision she had. With no reply to Alistair, she swung her legs over the edge to be face-to-face with Crevan. Then she leaned forward in an attempt to wrap her arms around his neck. She was naturally a comforter. While she tore herself down, she always wanted to see people be happy and confident.
"You cannot do anything until Felicity wakes," the Seer said, and that was all she said. Her apprentice worried her top lip before speaking up.
"She's the only one with strong enough power to cast a realm-walking spell. Unless someone has a travel charm?"
There was an "oomph", followed by a human growl. "Would you stop?" Keisha snapped to Phoenix, who only glared at him. "What was that for?"
"You know, Keisha." Hathwari glared as well. "You have something they could use."
Keisha scoffed, "Ain't like they'd be able to use it. The Forest is crazy. No magic or charms."
"And yet, my home allows magic. How can I see the future if it does not?" The Seer moved to sit at a chair that wasn't there before, as if to prove her point.
There was a tense, heavy silence. And then Keisha sighed heavily. Her fingers searched behind her neck for a thin chain, and worked a pendant out from under her armor. Out came a circle, with a rune etched inside. It swayed from side-to-side, glinting in the firelight. Her jaw tightened. Then she closed her other hand over it.
"I want a favor, then. If you want to use it."
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Post by Voss on Jan 30, 2017 9:11:46 GMT -5
(You can cut this and start a new thread for the time skip if you like.)
Feeling the cold endlessness that was his daydream turned nightmare, well, it was suddenly filled with warmth as the horror continued. He felt the hug before his body went numb, it was like the dream was killing off his nerve endings, he remained slouched against Sarah as the slips of moisture streamed down his face. The dagger in his hand waned to a dim glow before being snuffed out. His hand went slack the dagger dropping with a clatter, his breathing becomes slow till it was almost none existent. His black eyes closed his skin turned a grayish hue.
Alister sighed shaking his head," It is fine we can wait. Keep your charm. " He stated calmly, he wouldn't let the forest put the fear of men inside of him. As fear was a man's cousin of anxiety and was no friend of his. He sighed softly watching the turn into nothing but a crying statue. He had never seen him on his knees like this before, and now to see him change now that Sarah had arrived. Well ... it was unnerving. He had reaped the benefits during the war, souls aplenty that needed devouring and guidance. Gluttony could plague even a demon. Something to be careful of in his line of work, knowing he become another demons meal if he became petty with his actions enough.
" Sarah put the dagger in his holster please, he would be angry if he left it behind " He stated softly his words crooned, his claw gently rubbed against Felicity's cheek.
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