Elements RPG! Part 2

[icybraker]

No! said Mordekai's mind. "Yes," said Mordekai's instinct. He was tired and was in no fit condition to trek across the cold desert at night, through the perilous Earthen Mountains, and back to the barracks. He followed Sekhor, trying to ignore all the confusion around him as he depressed his Pyrospear once more. I have no idea what is going on.

Heimdall:

"Yes, it's Quintessence," Heimdall said. "Normally, you can only access it through a potion, but apparently, I found out that I have... connections to Aether. Apparently, I can access this spell, among many. It's a spell of invincibility for a period of time."

"But... how?" said Zanthos.

"I'm just as confused as you are, Zanthos. The people I talked to could only tell me that I had some connection with Aether. I don't think they know any more. But I think it will be useful, too. That was why I had the vampire punch me; the spell has a limited life span."

"Awesome! Anything else you can do?" MaX said excitedly.

"I don't even know how I have these powers... but I think I can cast a Thunderbolt. But here's not the right place to experiment with that." Heimdall strode out the door. "I need to go somewhere. You two can follow me. Do you know any place without people and without many obstructions, like trees? I don't want anything to catch on fire."

"South of here, there's a small plain," Zanthos said.

"Good," replied Heimdall. Once again, they left the citadel. I'm getting closer to the truth.

OOC: When do you guys feel ready to continue the story arc? Heimdall can leave right after he finishes experimenting with Thunderbolt.

[Bloodshadow]

I don't have anything else to do, so I can leave at any time.

@Purity: Does Sekhor like fighting? Is the thrill of the fight an enough reason to fight the Void?

[Purity_Riot]

OOC: He doesn't fight for the thrill of fighting, he fights for the honour that comes with battle. Void has no honour, so there is no honour in fighting it.

InC:

Sekhor:

"I'm sorry that you had to be hear to witness that, I assure you, it was not my intention, I'd have been perfectly fine with never seeing her again," He shrugged and continued onward through the cool sands of the desert, "Tell me Mordekai, what are you fighting your war for? A personal vendetta? Honour? Glory?"
He didn't expect much from a spear fighter, in his experience they had very little honour, and were usually cowards who liked to pretend they were part of a real melee battle, but he thought he'd at least give this man his chance to speak.

[Sirenes]

[OOC] I'll agree with skipping past this. It has dragged on for quite awhile and though it would be nice to finish what we started, we aren't the only ones here and I know I'd be annoyed if I had to wait = P

[INC]

Alex listens to and accepts the time user's apology, nodding to him. Upon his mentioning of Mordekai, she turns to glance at him, suddenly remembering that he was even there at all. Then her attention seems to simply... drift away. She shakes sand off of her glider and takes off, flying back north toward the land of earth. As much time as possible needed to be taken off of her trip as possible.

She didn't make it very far before she had to land again. The air was already cold, but the added cold of the desert air at night might things ten times worse. She wouldn't make it to the mountains before both she and her glider would begin to freeze. Setting up camp, she creates her bubble of warm air around herself and turns in for the night

Sirenes threw her punch and had no idea what was happening afterward until a slight pain was passing through her arm and she was successfully detained by Xanriel. She winces, rubbing her shoulder a bit once he lets go and nodding. "Okay. Just don't hit me if I miss or something" Laughing, she moves away and takes the stance, this time waiting for him to strike at her.

They practiced martial arts together, getting a bit carried away until a couple hours had passed and Sirenes began to grow tired. She took a seat on the floor, panting softly with a big grin on her face as she fell back, spread eagle on the floor. "That was fun!"

[Bloodshadow]

Okay, Purity. Just answer this question. In this RPG, would you like Sekhor to take part in the epic battle that involves the False Overgod and all twelve Masters? This isn't about Sekhor, it's about YOU.

[Optimalist]

Outdoor experimentation! The thought brought goosebumps throughout MaX's forearms and prickles at the back of his neck. He suddenly missed his old laboratory closet that he used to really hate until he became addicted to entropic magic. Now, he wasn't sure if he was feeling the withdrawal symptoms or he was simply excited to take part in this important development of his new friend's powers.

I can feel his power grow in bursts from the first time I felt him battling with that odious elite.

"Hey, Heimdall. If you'll allow a double experiment I'd like to try the latest 'lesson' my not-so-dearly departed ex-druid taught me. A Dissipation Shield spell. You could direct your thunderbolt at my shield. I just need probably a bit of healing support... Zanthos? Would you be kind enough to take care of me in case I fall for you... I mean fall over because of the strain. I'm not sure how much power the shield can bear, but I've learned to redirect it."

"Just... don't lay any more of your chaotic magic  on me, okay? I'll cover your back."

"I also need maybe a big boulder I can redirect the energies to."

[Purity_Riot]

OOC: In the next battle, yes, in the first one, no.

InC:

Xanriel

"Yeah! You're a really quick study," Xanriel says with a smile, lying down next to Sirenes as he kisses her on the cheek. "Maybe we should head back out soon, I think it's about time we had something to eat, this could be our last meal here before Incarnate sends us off to war. I'll feel a lot better knowing you can protect yourself better now, but I don't think i'm going to leave your side from the second we enter the Dead Marshes, to the second we leave them. I hope you don't mind."

[icybraker]

kind enough to take care of me in case I fall for you...

LOL!

Mordekai:

Mordekai sighed as they were walking. "Gravity and Earth have had a love/hate relationship since the beginning. Although we are frequently allied, we are also... competitive. Earth has some of the strongest armors in the world, and our technology is wanted all over the world, too. But now... some of the more devious Earthen races have invaded us, attempting to take some of our more advanced prototypes. And then... they went ahead to steal even our greatest and most powerful weapon." The fire within Mordekai rose up and seemed to swell with a furious passion that he had felt many times before. "I will never let Gravity lose anything. Ever."

Heimdall:

"Sure," said Heimdall. "Just tell me when you're ready." He closed his eyes and stood. He expanded his mind outwards, detecting the presence of both Zanthos and MaX. "Just tell me where to aim." Then, he sent his mind spiraling inwards, collapsing into his shard as he had done many times previously. It was now second nature to him; he could do it much more quickly now. The first time he had used the Quintessence spell, it took several minutes to gather his mental force. Now, it took just under a minute to compact his energies into the shard. Still not fast enough for practical use.

[Optimalist]

  [ LYCANTHROPY ]

MAX changed into a full-sized Maxwell's Demon with fully outstretched butterfly wings. On all fours, the creature hunkered down and lowered it's head. max opened all senses into the entropic chambers of the Void and focused on the boulder half a mile from his position.

  [ Dissipation Shield ]

Now, Ulitharid. Right here. Directly in front of him, a pale pink glow formed geometric patterns that seemed to want to spark but couldn't. Instead, they hummed without sound. In fact, it felt like they were absorbing the sounds coming from everywhere.

Zanthos felt deaf standing two strides away to MaX's left. Muttering to himself, "and IT wants me to take care of it? I'm 6 feet 2 inches and I feel puny." Zanthos stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, settled into a meditative stance and gathered the life energy from the living creatures in the surrounding areas. Ferox help us. He gave the nod to Heimdall.

"Ready when you are."

"REadY."

[icybraker]

Heimdall's lips twitched with the ghost of a smile. I wonder... Although his mental energies were well encapsulated already within his shard, Heimdall wondered if there was more that he could do. He started moving the energies, spinning them around faster and faster in the shard to generate energy.

Aether is in my mind. My mind is in motion. Motion is force. Force is physical. I am uniting the Aether with the Physical.

And then, he felt it. The streams of consciousness, tugging at Heimdall's willpower, urging him to let go. Free us! the energy seemed to call. Free us and let us loose! But Heimdall would not stop. He spun the energy around and around counterclockwise, a swirling vortex of mental power. When I'm ready.

But how do I know when I'm ready?

Just then, Heimdall remembered. The tip. When he had first executed the Thunderbolt spell, he had to concentrate his mental energies into one single point. After one last rotation, the energies stopped spinning and were guided into the very pinnacle of the shard. Without looking, Heimdall knew it was glowing an electric blue.

Ready? he called to himself. Ready, the mental energies seemed to reply. Heimdall let go and his eyes opened wide instantaneously. And then, in a split second, many things happened at once. The energy leaped outwards all at once, a shining cascade of translucent power. Mental energy cannot exist in the physical realm without a form. And this form is electricity. Heimdall watched, transfixed, as his mental energy was immediately converted to a lightning bolt. It was only there for an instant, but the image was burned in his retinas. White and blue sparks leaped out, covering his entire field of vision. He fell backward, the pure white and crackling blue still visible. His mind felt hollow and empty. At least I'm not knocked out was Heimdall's last thought before he was knocked unconscious less than a second after releasing his mind.

[Purity_Riot]

Sekhor smiled a toothy grin, heading down toward the caravan, "I can respect that, it's alot like my work with the caravans in a sense." He chuckled. He certainly had more spirit than the anubis had expected, "I'm sure you'll be welcome in the caravan, and in the morning I'll personally escort you back to the Gravity Basin. It shouldn't take more than an hour or two." As they entered the light from the caravan, Sekhor gave a short salute to Keith, the guard.
"Hey everyone, I hope you don't mind that I came back, my friend here needed a place to stay. I can vouch for him," The chieftan raised his old weary eyes to look at Sekhor, glaring at him sternly, as if waiting for more of an explanation, "You have my word, on my blades, that if there is any trouble, I will see that it ends. I will personally make sure that the caravan's guests remain peaceful." Seeming satisfied, the chieftan turned, taking a bowl from the man next to him and taking a deep drink from the strange, dark brown liquid there in, then offering it to Sekhor, who took a drink before passing it to Mordekai.
"Drink up, it's fermented Cactus. It won't kill you, but it tastes awful. It's a sort of tradition, to be welcomed to the fire." Sekhor's voice, pitch, tone and dialect, changed drastically to speak with a flawless accent in the gravity tongue.

[icybraker]

Fermented... Cactus... Mordekai felt sick already. But I can't just deny it. Mordekai took the earthenware bowl in his hands and lifted his helmet slightly, taking a sip.

Oh... good Graviton. It's going to take years to wash out the taste. Once, Mordekai had inadvertently eaten a bit of fireweed and Brimstone Eater that was hiding in his ember. This tastes just like that, only a thousand times worse. Mordekai immediately flipped his helmet back down to avoid being seen green in the face. "Excellent," he groaned out, passing the bowl on to his right to an unknown Anubis.

"You don't have to pretend to like it," said the Anubis.

Mordekai smiled awkwardly. "By the way, what's your name?"