Evanescent Fairytale {RP}

As the airship soared across the air it wasn't too long before reaching the destination: Dragona City.

Once there, Crimson Wolf went into the area of the airship where the injured...Dragoon was placed to recover, and got his arms under him to lift him up and carry him along as he got off the airship.

"Rick, this is probably a case where you should remain on board the airship, the trip here is for one reason and one reason only; get this man back into good condition, I won't have his health getting any worse, hopefully there is someone that can help him down there, you can hang out on the exterior of the airship if you wish to hear and see what's going on."

After suggesting to Rick that he stay with the airship, Crimson proceeded to head directly into Dragona City, seeking out help, until at one point someone saw him with the injured Dragoon in his arms, unconscious, then approached him saying that he could make him better given a short while.

Crimson Wolf had accepted the offer to fix up the Dragoon, and requested that he come along with him so he could be around when he comes to, so after having been given the permission to do so, he went off with her to where she could do what was needed to allow the Dragoon to fully recover from the wounds he had withstood, the time required for everything to be done and make the complete recovery afterwards wouldn't be very long, it would be bad if not treated, but if it is it wouldn't be much of a set back.
 
OOC: Sorry for the delay, time to post again.

IC:

Virginia decided to take off her jacket and lie on the bed, as she sat, Virginia began thinking about the legend, and the fact that they may be leading themselves into the wrong temple for her.

"We just left the Mountain Temple, A Temple of Earth. There leaves Fire, Water and Air. The Temple of Water, it would most likely be Underwater, but underwater where?"

Virginia looked around the room, opening drawers and cupboards, until she found a map. Opening it up, Virginia read the map, something she was good at. She scanned the map, looking at various waterways, and one thing came to mind. The close proximity between the Mainland and Ale Island is there, but there is no bridge, nothing connecting the two. The only accesable place is through the ferry from Rais, to the west of here.

"The lack of a bridge could only mean one thing, the Temple is somewhere between the two landmasses."

Closing up the map, Virginia lied down on her bed, and fell to a deep sleep.
 
The quality of the room was negligible. Phallia hardly ever really slept like a normal "person". Most of the time, it was more of a meditation or a system shutdown of sort with an organic body. Both cleared the mind and purified her thoughts, though she had slept before. Those rare experiences gave her insights to tidbits of visions. Tonight was not to be one of those nights. It was going to be meditation tonight of the training kind. With Feather strike, her revolvers and her spear placed down along with her cloak, Phallia picked Ascendant Justice from the pair and drew it from its scabbard. Its point rested softly on the wood and with ease and grace, Phallia leapt up, spread her wings and landed softly on the hilt. Slowly, she knelt and wrapped her wings around herself. Her new powers require...time to meld and integrate. Until the first light shone, Phallia would remain in such a position.

 
Mystro was in a Daze as he woke. His blood was still low, but that seemed to be known by the one he saw when he woke. The very first thing he saw was a pair of yellow eyes, that of a dragoon, looking at him. But his vision blurred, and he asked, "Could you tone the lights down please?" He tried shielding the light from his face using his arm, but it was of no use.

The female dragoon went to turn the lights a little dimmer. "Thank you" Mystro spoke very weekly. He looked and he saw the Ferfnir from earlier. "I apologize for my hostility earlier, and I do thank you, but where am I?" His question was directed to the Ferfnir. He was still in no fighting condition, less he was to get some blood. Knowing this, he looked to the other dragoon to say, "And I need some blood. My type is O+..."
 
Earthly Realm

Riley walked about the glowing green room. the man in the green coat was at the center of it, his body glowing radiant. "What is this?" Officer Samantha asked.

The man looked back in suprise at the three. "Ah, so you have been following me!"

Samantha drew her pistol. "Ha like that'll scare me!" The man smirked as he summoned A dog demon.

Riley and the boy stepped back. Samantha however fired a warning shot at the man. "You know what the hell's going on then." said Samantha. "If you can make those foul creatures, You can tell me what you're doing here and what's going on with this world."

The man simply smirked, and then laughed. "This world is simply dying of course. I'm just trying to fix the problem." he said.

He revealed a green crystalized sword, gleaming inside of a machine in the corner. "If you put down the weapon I might just tell you more." said the man.

Samantha lowered her weapon and Riley stood quietly in the corner. He stared at the demon dog. It looked filthy. He didn't like the sound of this at all...

The man walked around the room tampering with other equipment. "You probably wont believe me but, this world is ending..." Said the man in the green coat.

"Ending?" Asked the snobby boy whose nametag read Gregory. "why?"

"It's all got to do with a conflict in another world...Which is why I'm trying to get there..." the Man said still tampering with a machine.

"You're trying to get to another world which you believe is killing ours?" Riley asked almost not believeing it.

The demon dog stared back at Riley. He shuddered at it's cold glance. "I can get to the other world...If I can do that then I just might be able to stop it..."

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Perseus glared at the ocean nearby. It shimmered in radiance. Perseus noticed something different about Dragona village. He leapt off the cliff of which he stood and landed nearby an airship. "What the hell?" he asked as He had never seen one before.

He walked around to examine it. It looked foreign. Just then he found a nurse rushing to a nearby cottage. He followed with quick haste. As he enter he saw a wolflike man standing nearby an injured man on a bed. Perseus inched closer to get a better look. His eyes began to widen. "Hmph, so...HE survived huh..." Perseus whispered under his breath.
 
"I apologize for my hostility earlier, and I do thank you, but where am I?" the Dragoon asked, after he became conscious, and had previously asked the Dragoon nurse to dim the light, then after asking this he told her "And I need some blood. My type is O+..."

With this the nurse went off to get some blood for him immediately, she let not a moment waste and made haste. Crimson Wolf started answering what the injured Dragoon said to him. "Think nothing of it, what with the going ons lately it can be hard to tell who to trust...and you looked like a Dragoon to me, I brought you to Dragona City, thought a Dragoon could be able to get your injuries fixed up and get you back on your feet again."

After a brief pause when he felt like someone had been watching them, looking around for just a moment, and noticing someone a little ways off, but decided to turn back to the Dragoon and ask him something first. "Never caught your name. Mind if I ask? Since I am not sure what to call you..."

Crimson Wolf still was uncertain of the person he saw looking over in their direction, if he had any good intentions, bad, whatever the case he stayed by the Dragoon while the nurse was gone off to get Type O+ Blood, and though still appearing calm, he stayed alert in case there is an attack.
 
Rynn watched the pair he was following walk into a hotel room. He thought he could hear some talking going on from inside, but he couldn't be sure. What he did know was that he was tired of following them from a distance, so he did the one and only thing he could think of.

Walking up to their door, he held his breath and thought about it for a second. After thinking about it and realizing that they weren't going anywhere anytime soon, he did what he had came there to do.

Keeping his weapon where it was, he knocked three times on the door and waited for them to answer.
 
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Following the others down the mountainside towards the temple of Lightning and Water Ahrexian kept himself to himself. He was quite embarrassed at missing out on most of what had happened over the last few minutes and as such decided his time would be best spent preparing himself for the fight ahead, if it was anything like the last he would need to be ready, especially considering the group was half the size it was before.

He did however take in his surroundings as he travelled down the side. Flat snow to both sides was all that could be seen. He allowed lightning sparks to flicker from his fingers in order to keep his hands at least a little warmer, and continued walking...
 
OOC: Ill take the interaction with Cardiac. We are in different rooms, btw.

Phallia had reduced her mind to its most basic state. With timed, equal breaths, her chest raised and lowered. On the inside of her mind, it resembled a vast, endless body of water, so still that it seemed to appear like a mirror. Amongst the surface, Phallia floated, letting the spirits and energy seep and toil around her mind, getting to know it and to familiarise herself with the new being when....

Knock, knock, knock!

...the still water surfaced rippled and rumbled as if rocks were dropping into the water. Her mind slipped beneath the waves, into the darkness in which Phallia could not see. Only when she opened her eyes, did the view of the room meet her. Still perched dangerously on her sword, a swelling of anger and annoyance rose to her throat. With one swell movement, she dropped from her position to the floor, strode towards the door with Ascendant Justice in her hand and with a forceful motion, yanked the door open. Her face was filled with discontent and annoyance and her voice and sword did not help.

What? I demand to know the reason for this disturbance! I will be deeply annoyed should a satisfactory answer not be presented!
 
The nurse scurried off as Mystro lay in a daze. He was not entirely feeling normal, nor was he there essentially...His eyes were not even dilating correctly...Crimson wolf had introduced himself to Mystro, but due to the lack of health, Mystro could hardly remember before..."My name is Mystro... May I ask...How did you know I was a dragoon? Unless you got a good look at my eyes, There should be no way for you to know. We appear the same as humans..." Mystro spoke weakly but fluidly. Laying down was making him feel better. All he could do now was wait for his health

OOC: Short but I dont know what else to put...
 
What? I demand to know the reason for this disturbance! I will be deeply annoyed should a satisfactory answer not be presented!

Noticing the sword in her hand, he thought his words carefully.

"I apologize for my intrusion, miss, but I noticed you and your companion traveling this way. If it's no trouble, I would like to follow you and aid you in your quest."

He did not realize that there would be hostility in this room, so he was kinda shocked when he was met like this. Still, he kept his calm and didn't reach for his sword, because he knew that this would not help matters any.

OOC: My bad, I thought you were in the same room.
 
"My name is Mystro... May I ask...How did you know I was a dragoon? Unless you got a good look at my eyes, There should be no way for you to know. We appear the same as humans..."

Crimson Wolf could tell he was still weak, but by his improved clarity in his speech, he also had appeared to have regained a bit of his health.

"When we first met and you were hostile, I could see it in your eyes, Mystro, it was the look of a Dragoon if I ever saw one. You'll notice that little eludes me, I have good senses, and am aware of my surroundings and those around me, and I identified you as a Dragoon when I saw you.

When you collapsed, I knew the injuries you had incurred had to be very serious, so that's why I brought you here. You had to have been in a fight, what would lead you to those mountains, did it have anything to do with the unusual events happening?" he asked, keeping from looking worried, but truth be told there was to be certain concern about this.

"I just hope you didn't get attacked by a group of those demons, three of them against you alone...that would be ugly, and what fight you have been in looks like it was just that. However, some of those injuries you had, seemed worse than anything any one of those demons could do, since I fought three of them, one at a time, on their own they are very beatable, although if one was to face three at once it could be a different story..."

Crimson Wolf glanced out to notice the nurse on her way back, and he had a feeling of relief knowing he would soon have every bit as much blood in his body needs to give him all his strength back to keep moving forward, and be able to think and see more clearly.
 
Virginia awoke to the sound of yelling from Phallia. Getting up off the bed, she was annoyed that someone actually had woken her, as this was the first time she actually got a chance to sleep since her adventure started. Putting back on her jacket, Virginia pulled out her straight dagger and opened the door.

Virginia saw Phallia, sword already drawn arguing with another person, with sword in scabbard.

"Che diavolo sta succedendo?!?" (What the hell is going on?) Virginia said sternly.
 
Perseus kept close to the door, his body bracing from a attack that never came. He watched as the nurse came back in with the blood. Cautiously watching the nurse and the wolf looking man standing over Mystro, Perseus couldn't just make a action without being apprehended. He slowly came in after the nurse and stood by Mystro's bedside. Yes, it was him... But how is he still alive? Perseus wondered as he watched the nurse do her job.

Perseus stared into Mystro's eyes and gripped his hidden dagger when all of a sudden he saw something different. It was a look of confusion upon the injured dragoo's face that had stopped him. Perhapse Perseus had just gotten by this time. "Hey....do you remember me at all?" he asked Mystro in a concerned tone.
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Orin fled accross the dessert in the smoldering heat. In a few minutes he would be close to the elfen village of which he came from. As he stopped to make a quick rest he noticed something. His sword made of crystalized mana had been glowing with a bright shimmer of green. The desert ground began to shake and rumble and within seconds the sand before him began to rise slowly.

The sand began to form a mountain and Orin stood guyarding against it. If it was a monster, he would have to flee. Orin then saw the sand spill away to the ground, revealing a temple. "Hehe! I temple here in the middle of Sharra?" Orin asked delighted. "Maybe They will have to wait. The temple spears are what I'll take! hehehe!"

Orin walked catiously into the entrance of the temple. It's guardians would be waiting for him. Obviously it hadn't been touched in quite a while and the heroes hadn't come yet...
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News:

Get the Spears!-mandatory-Squee-Alex
-Get to the desert temple quickly and get the guardian spears before Orin steals them!
 
Mystro laid on the bed, listening intently as the Ferfnir spoke to him. Mystro should have known a wolf-like creature would be very observant. Answering the questions, The words were getting stronger as he spoke. "I was in fact in a fight with demons before, I handled all three. they were simple at first, but they got tougher. I only imagine how tough they may get..." Mystro dozed off, but snapped back, "Anyway, I uh...I'm going to tell you but you cannot tell anyone else...or I will come after you...Anyways, I am a chosen hero for something, what it is I do not know. We were at a temple finding...spears of light they were called. I got the injury from a guardian of ice. there are more to come..." Mystro saw the nurse walk in, but he also saw someone he vaguely remembered...from what little memory he had gained back...

"Hey...Do you remember me at all?"

Mystro glanced at his face. It was him alright. "Hardly. Your name is Perseus if I am correct. I did work for you, but I only know that from a previous conversation. You sent me to do a mission with some sort of stone, but i do not remember the mission, nor do I know what made me forget everything. How long have known eachother?"

OOC: Oliver, since you are going to act, you can say anything for the answer, but the answer is when Mystro became 17...
 
"I apologize for my intrusion, miss, but I noticed you and your companion traveling this way. If it's no trouble, I would like to follow you and aid you in your quest."

Truthfully, it took most of Phallia's patience to hold in any aggression. It was in the height of night and this man here knocks on a maiden's door for such a request. Could he have not waited till the morning. Just as she was about to spurt out some spiteful and harsh words, Phallia caught herself.

Peace Phallia. You are being far too immature and restless. That is why you are still way behind the other Matriarchs.

A good deal calmer, Phallia planted the sword in front of her and placed both hands on the top of the hilt, a standard waiting position for Phallia.

Well sire, despite your ungodly idea of a good time for a call, your offer all rests on my dear lady Virginia. it is her mission, hence she holds authority if you are allowed to accompany us. Well, lady Virginia?

 
"I apologize for my intrusion, miss, but I noticed you and your companion traveling this way. If it's no trouble, I would like to follow you and aid you in your quest."

Vrginia calmed herself when the man said so. Virginia welcomed help as she saw it, but Phalia would have to agree with this. Virginia thought about the cons, it would also be hard for him to keep up with the agile Felidian and the angel.

Well sire, despite your ungodly idea of a good time for a call, your offer all rests on my dear lady Virginia. it is her mission, hence she holds authority if you are allowed to accompany us. Well, lady Virginia?

With that, Virginia made her decision, "Get some sleep, we leave for Rais first thing tomorrow morning." With that Virginia retreated back to her room and went back to bed to sleep. "Hopefully there would not be any more disturbances."
 
Well sire, despite your ungodly idea of a good time for a call, your offer all rests on my dear lady Virginia. it is her mission, hence she holds authority if you are allowed to accompany us. Well, lady Virginia?

"Get some sleep, we leave for Rais first thing tomorrow morning."

"Thank you." He said to them as he walked away to get a room.

He was unaware of the dangers that faced them, but he knew that he was not going to be alone, and that made him feel better. He purchased a cheep room for the night and went inside to try to get some sleep. As he lay there, he kept thinking about what he told his dad before he left.

"Sorry father, but this is what I want to do. I'm old enough to take care of myself, and I wish to relieve a burden from you. I don't care if you like it or not, it's my decision. I need to find this by myself and when I do, I will return."

He kept remembering what he had said to his father before he left, and even now, he was starting to regret leaving. He knew, however, that his father would be disappointed with him if he returned without this item he was looking for.
 
After a long, tiresome journey, Kyrie found herself in a small farming community. She had made her way here after learning from various people she encountered that it was the closest spot on the mainland to the mysterious floating islands of Levert. She begged a room from a kindly old couple, and in return Kyrie performed a few odd jobs around their small acreage of farmland. After a simple, but filling dinner, Kyrie bedded down for the night. It took her several minutes to fall asleep, as her mind churned over what she would have to undertake to reach the islands of Levert. The Bloodprice was never a simple thing. She had used it once before, in an instance of extreme distress. It was a harrowing experience, and she was lucky to have escaped with her life.

Eventually Kyrie fell into a fitful sleep, her dreams replete with images of an ivory goblet, clouds streaking past her, a blazing fiery sword, the angel that carried the sword, and a single, gleaming angel feather floating on the wind. When the dawn came, Kyrie awoke, and prepared for the next stage of her journey.
 
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