The Paths of Tragedy - Page 7

March 5, 2008, 12:13 AM

Zeria finally decided that she needed to talk with these people, because they knew about many things, so she left the man's shadow and rose up from the floor. How would the men react?

"Please excuse the intrusion, gentlemen, but I must ask some things of you. I am Zeria Iiyasei of the Balamb Garden Military Academy. Pleased to meet you"

She gave an informal bow and smiled...

March 5, 2008, 1:04 AM

Wylliam picked up his spear and started after Jake, delighting in the intelligence portrayed in the young man. It wasn't often he met someone quite so well read, but it wasn't often he met aliens for that matter.

"You mustn't misunderstand me," he said, leaping to Jake's side, "I'm certainly no war monger. I rather liked the setup I had before the war erupted, taking contracts from anyone in need, having no encumbering ties to particular powers." Wylliam laughed and continued, "Actually, that's why I left my District Order of Dragoons. I simply couldn't ignore the corruption inherent in the systemized empowerment of people simply for being strong."

Wylliam lapsed into momentary silence as he reflected on his years spent in the order. "Aldabra is actually my land of origin," he said suddenly, his eyes looking ahead but his focus revolving around his reflections, "I met my best friend their, another lad who shared my ideals. He was highly skilled. Not as skilled as I, of course, but easily the best swordsman there. I would like to think that he, too, has left Aldabra, but I can't be sure."

Wylliam turned his smile to Jake. "Actually, you remind me a lot of him. Yep, a bit longer hair and a snore coming from your mouth and I'd be traveling with Skaol again."

March 5, 2008, 2:08 AM

"Skaol? That's a...different name." Jake sighed. "So, this Aldabra...sounds like a great place. Absolutely amazing." His smile was wide, and his voice was rich with sarcasm.

Jake had taken notice of the man's weapon. It was a rather odd spear, and it reminded Jake of something; he just couldn't remember for all the world what it was.

Jake leapt to the left, jumping on another rooftop. "So," he called, ignoring the straw that flew in his face, "Where di you get that spear? That thing looks wicked."

March 5, 2008, 2:48 AM

OOC: So Zeria, You popped up behind us?
I hope I got that right, if not, this post will be in wain.
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"Please, call me Jonad, I'm no knight" Jonad stated as his food came.

The barkeep placed it in front of Jonad. And stretched out his hand to collect payment.
Jonad fumbled in the money pouch, and payed the amount needed.

He started eating, followed by drinking his ale.

It was a rather funny view actually, Jonad, a healer and doctor. On top of that, a medicine maker. Drinking alcohol at every given time. Though not much, but still, ideas can form

Jonad took a quick break in eating ,and faced Cairn "You have planned everything I guess" he smiled, as he resumed eating.

"Please excuse the intrusion, gentlemen, but I must ask some things of you. I am Zeria Iiyasei of the Balamb Garden Military Academy. Pleased to meet you"

Was suddenly heard from behind.
Jonad didn't remember hearing footsteps, but dismissed it on him being tired.

He had heard nothing about any of the things she mentioned. Not her name, nor the placed she mentioned.
She had to be a friend, or acquaintance of the others.

At least she didn't look to be one that planned to attack.

March 5, 2008, 3:04 AM

"Well, If you insist, Cairn. Waiter, Get me a glass of water."

"One glass of water, coming right up." The bartender said as he cleans a glass to fill it up with some cold water.

"Here you go."

"Thanks for the water." As he begun to drink his water, a mysterious figure has appeared from his shadow.

"Please excuse the intrusion, gentlemen, but I must ask some things of you. I am Zeria Iiyasei of the Balamb Garden Military Academy. Pleased to meet you"

'That voice. It can't be? It has to be...' He thought as he turned around, noticing Zeria behind him and the others. "Well, it seems it has been a long time, Zeria. What brings you to this place? If you want, you can join us, here, take a seat. So, what have you been up to lately?"

March 5, 2008, 3:23 AM

Zeria smiled at Arthvader, glad to have someone who did recognize her.

"Arthvader, you're right. It has been a long time. Since I left the academy after Julius..."

She stopped for a moment, letting sorrow fill her eyes. It was a painful memory she'd rather leave between them for now.

"Anyways, I am here to gain information, per usual. Have you had any news of Julius? Or what about Hejaloki?"

She bowed to the other gentlemen at the table and sat next to Arthvader with a sigh.

"Thank you for allowing me to sit, I'm very weary after my long journeys...and I'm sorry if I've startled anyone by popping up from the shadows. My deepest apologies"

March 5, 2008, 3:18 PM

Raven, holding the iron longsword in his right hand prepared for the demon that was to attack, in seconds his opponent arrived, it seemed to have picked up his presence. As Raven readied his sword he saw that the demon had a much stronger weapon, knowing he could not beat it in his human form he raised his left hand in front of his foe and clicked his fingers, then in two seconds his body was engulfed by blue light and then a small blue light. When he returned to the floor he was in his demonic form, his opponent stepped back slightly but then grinned menacingly and flew toward his enemy and charged at Raven. Knowing what to do Raven unsheathed his twin demon blades and defended the blow in an X shape. Then, before the demon could knock him back Raven charged ice energy into his swords and forced the demon back. Then as the demon recoiled he let loose an ice laser. The laser, though it found its target only hit its left foot, the remainder of the attack headed towards the town walls. As Cain rose above the laser he unleashed his stored gravity energy and flung it like a ball at Raven's torso, sending him into a nearby house, smashing the wall's foundations.

In the inn, Damian's body temperature was beginning to return to normal, thanks to all the hot water and the heat of the sun, he still was not quite warm enough however. Raven wouldn't be able to hold off Cain Delvo for long...

March 5, 2008, 4:15 PM

Wylliam opened his mouth to respond, but accidently inhaled the straw kicked up from Jake's leap. Coughing, he struggled to keep his balance, and finally managed to find his voice.

"My spear?" he asked, holding it a little in front of him, "The craftsmanship is nothing too special, though I am glad I found a smith that could fashion a head of mithril for it. Absolutely invaluable for heavy duty piercing."

Gazing absently at the spear, his eyes found the familiar piece of cloth fluttering behind the head.

"This cloth is a corner from Skaol's cape," Wylliam continued, "it is that which makes this spear unlike any other. As long as I fight with it, I not only carry on my ideals, but his as well."

Wylliam laughed again. "Of course, I'm sure this all sounds ridiculously sentimental, but that's the way it is."

He looked over at Jake. "What about that ungodly large sword? Any special signifigance there?"

March 5, 2008, 10:33 PM

Jake grinned from ear to ear. "No, I found it, actually. It's a cool sword; it's huge, but it feels as light as a feather to me. I dunno, it seems to suit me. I hate to fight people unfairly, and it looks like the sword works like that; I can't break anybody's weapons with it, no matter how hard I hit with it."

"I found it about a year or so ago, when I was on another planet. I had to go through a crapload of trials and tests and junk just to get it. The great thing is, though, I'm the only one that can wield the sword. If anybody else tries to use it, it burns them. Only those who defeat the former wielder can wield it, and they must be pure of heart." He smiled reminiscently. "Guess I really ain't all that evil."

"You don't sound sentimental," Jake said. "There's nothing wrong with having a memory or person that you treasure." In a small voice, he said, "I know what it's like to have to give up what I love..." He shook his head as he shot along the rooftops. "Ack, looks like I got some sentimentality stuck in my throat."

"Anyway, what about you? Where do you come from?" They were almost to the inn, and Jake wanted to find out as much as he could from this potential ally.