Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

OOC: Don't you mean the other way round with AJ and Artemis? Wait no, switch Katie with AJ after that, because Katie made a wall around the monsters and then made them pay for it in deaths. Then Artemis, genocide, so yeah.

"Hmm, you may help a bit. I guess we could try that next time. If not, then we might as well try sending in a group of Dread Dragons. That would likely cause them some problems."

 

She puts them on, but gets distracted.
"They look pretty."

A blur.
"Notice what? The cloaked dragon?" A familiar voice cries out.

A draconian with a warhammer stands nearby, looking straight at you.
"You gonna run, or are you as strong as you say?"

"Thanks. I hate getting in the way... I have enough debts. Well, I... I can't even remember where I was going after I was done in Solignis. I think I'll wander around and see if I can find anything. Nice to meet you, by the way."
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Xephyr puts Avis back on her shoulder.
"So, you can come with me or go somewhere else. Up to you. I think we're headed to the Darklands. I know a refuge for you, but you'd have to obey the village rules."

OOC: Shoot. I'm sorry. ;-;
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"That sounds so cool! Did they have jewels and stuff too?!"
Dragon mentality never fades.

 

"Who might you be? While I should be able to recognise you, something is still blocking me."

 

Water completely surrounds Ihra, mimicking her body; the water then freezes to ice, before fading away. The whole area becomes a little colder.

"You should be fairly resistant to fire now, and with Abigail's help, you can become completely immune." Artemis says happily.

"I wonder where she got to, anyway." I say, looking through the trees.

 

"I don't believe we've met... Physically. Riihs warned me about you. My name is Tiriom, Fragment of Judgement and vessel of Virei'tus. You have left yourself easy to track, I expected better from someone as calculated as you try to be."

"Why can't she stay? She seemed nice and wouldn't burn me."

 

"I think she just wanted to burn some stuff, I'll go find her." I say, shadow wings growing from my back.

I take off, flying above the trees rather quickly.

"I think she just needs to let off some steam, she's rather annoyed at Drake." Artemis says calmly.

 

"I meant Katie. Abigail scares me."

 

OOC: I'm really confused with the whole Tirai/Tirion XD. I thought this guy would be Tirai but yeah.

The dragon's head appears visible for a second and cloud of smoke covers the area.
"How would you like a Dread Dragon? I used to have fun playing with them while everyone else was terrified. And trust me, they were right to be afraid... and if you play by your instincts and by motives, you will be. If you go against everything, you often don't."
A globe of acid flies through the smoke towards Tiriom.

 

"Oh, Katie? If you wanted, I could always ask Stephanie to see if she can come back." Artemis says happily.

Artemis puts her hands to her head, forming a telepathic connection with me.

"Hey, Ihra wanted to see Katie; not Abigail." Artemis says telepathically.

"Alright, but I still want to check on Abigail to make sure she's alright." I respond.

 

"I'd love a good show of power. If you can't beat a corpse, you have no business hunting Ihra. Show me what ya got."
The acid is reflected with a spin of his hammer. It's either lighter than it looks or he's really skilled with a warhammer.
"I don't just go against everything; I go against oblivion. Let's see how you fare against a little bit of it... Or are you going to run in bitter retreat? Bring it, it's time for a cross examination..."

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"Could she? Could- wait. Isn't that the lady with all the..."
Ihra shivers at the thought of "golems."

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OOC: Crap it's Tirai. I'm awake. Tirion is super shy.

 

Three green bolts fly through the smoke and towards Tirai, closely followed by Arnold, wielding the sword-mace.

 

"Oh, you want to meet Shadow Stephanie's mortal equivalent? I guess I could see if she's available too." Artemis says, putting her hands to her head once more.

A few moments after Artemis' hands glow, Shadow Stephanie steps out of a dark portal.

"You called?" Stephanie says, smiling.

"Oh! Ihra here wants to meet Stephanie, and wishes to see Katie again."

"Alright, I'll see if they're available." Stephanie says, waving to Ihra as she steps back through the portal, the portal closing behind her.

Artemis smiles sweetly at Ihra.

 

Tirai hurls his hammer at Arnold, darting to the side to dodge the arrows.
"Come on, more! Your track record doesn't look so good! Convince the judge, four more attempts before he gets tired of hearing you beg!"

"No. Golems. Bad. Why. Please. Crap."

 

OOC: I didn't mean crossbow bolts, I meant like sci-fi-laser-bolts.

"Ha! You think you can make me beg?"
He swiftly ducks underneath the hammer and runs towards Tirai, His sword mace twirls in his hand. And he throws it around himself once or twice to make sure the hammer doesn't hit him from behind.

 

"I think Stephanie loaned Aj some of her Golems; but she doesn't have her own personal army of them following her around," Artemis says, "She's a powerful witch, and she excels in more than just golemancy."

"And she'll probably try and make you comfortable with them." I say, appearing in next to Artemis with Abigail; Abigail seems a lot calmer.

"I didn't know you had such an affection for Katie; I'd of asked her to stay longer if I'd knew." Abigail says, smiling.

 

"It's either you or your stronghold" I say, obviously attempting to reference the event in front of Greenhill stronghold.

"Shall I intervene?"

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"I don't think Ihra likes golems..." Echoes a flower.

 

"Sounds like you are now! Bring out the evidence!"
Tirai outpaces him and his dragon - on foot.
He turns hard, looking smug.
"Come on. I won't even bring out my case. Let's see what you've got."

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"Wh... uh... Okay. Still... Whatever, I have Sgavrinn. Rineth will be okay."
She seems to cheer up a bit, petting Sgavrinn who hums contently.

 

"Oh, he's your dragon?" Artemis asks, looking toward Sgavrinn.

"No, really? We had no idea!" Abigail says sarcastically, before burning the flower to ash.

 

"He's my pet!" Ihra exclaims happily.
Sgavrinn nuzzles her.

 

A new flower sprouts anyways. "The sarcasm is strong. Anyways, if you could stop burning my flowers, that would be great. It is hard to participate in a battle while growing flowers, you know?" It echoes.