Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

She looks at the machine questioningly before crushig it with ice.
"I don't know. I planned to follow you."

 

"Well I assume we could go north east? I think that's how we get to the mainland. I don't know about you, but I am neutral in all aspects. I have not made enemies of any kingdom, even Gargantuan might let us in."

I start up my ride, do a quick circle around the clearing, yelling "Come On!"

And I start speeding north east.

OOC: I assume she fallows (I am moving at like motorcycle-type speeds)

 

"A world that I couldn't have dreamed of existing."
I say as I attempt to sidestep around the draconian.

 

"Obviously, I'm a bit of a scare to society. I'll follow you from behind."
She glides overhead, trailing you.

They let you.
"Could and have are very different, though I know your state of being. Can you even dream?"

 

I pause.
"...You're good."
I slow my pace to a walk, and figure that the pink puffs probably lead in the same direction, so I can just keep going that way.

 

Time passes.

(Tell me where we end up and when, as you probobly have a plan to bring us to other players)

 

I mutter something under my breath.
I then say, "So, I'm guessing Nyre will be near to Solognis? That is, if he doesn't find us first."

 

"He's a Vulcan, probably at home here. I'd be surprised if he doesn't know half of Brisingr by heart by now."

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"Do you really think I'm going to let you just leave?"

Night falls faster than you thought. Tinkering must've taken a while.

You can't be past No Man's Land yet, you think.

 

"At least that's only half..."

 

Yhrey growls and backs away from Ihra, with a mixture of anger and terror in his eyes.

 

"Huh? I didn't shoot you. Does it look like I have a bow? I can't see what poison that is if you don't let me see it!" Ihra looks irritated, pushing her hood off trying to get a look at the wound.

 

I pull out my Broadsword, letting the tip rest on the ground.
"I hoped."
I turn around.

 

"I believe you have something to prove."
Something's distorting your view of them... You can't tell what color their robe is.

 

"And that something is?"
I ready for an attack.

 

Yhrey seethes at Ihra, but grudgingly lifts his wing up so the wound is in view.

 

"I'm sure you're about to find out."

She looks at the arrow and taps it with her staff, causing it to disintegrate.
"This isn't poison, this is a tranquilizer." She says flatly, backing up as she speaks.
"I don't think it's working."

 

"If your looking to pick a fight,"
I raise my broadsword in a defensive manner.
"I don't make the first attack."

 

"A fight is different than a test. In a fight, you can die. In a test, you are fully in my grasp. You... are fully in my grasp."

 

I don't let down my sword.
"I don't get why you are comparing dying with being 'fully in your grasp' but I get the feeling making confusing comparisons is not the only thing you do. Or are going to."

 

"Only until you escape my grasp."
Three walls form around you, the exit blocked by the distorted figure.