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Silent Sands | Prologue: Strands

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Solomon's Proxy

Solomon's Proxy
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PROLOGUE: STRANDS

It had been days since the city-state of Zahid had been compromised by the strange magic that hung over its dreary skies. To those who survived the initial ordeal, their pleas would be heard by multiple adventurers seeking to aid them. Whether it was from the goodness of their hearts, the holes in their pockets, or for other reasons. All that was important was that the city would be freed from its corruption.

Those who had accepted the offer would meet with a group of survivors willing to guide them. The journey would be filled with silence. Their eyes are sunken; bodies frail and trembling. As they neared the city, the group would appear more unsettled. A few would break for the opposite way, unable to press on any further. They would whisper and weep amongst themselves until they reached a little over a kilometer away from the shroud.

“This is as far as we’ll go,” says a woman. She looks at those who they’ve guided but never quite meeting any of their eyes. Her condition seemed the worst of all of them. The shaking of her limbs only stopping when another fair-haired woman places her arms around her. “Forgive me,” she whimpers. She huddles closer to the woman holding her, burying her face in her shoulder before letting out a painful sob.

The fair-haired woman strokes the back of her head, smiling at the guests. “Yes. Please forgive us. You will all have to reach the city and enter on your own.” It is then, her lips drop into a frown. “We would not blame you for having second thoughts. Once you go in there… you might not be able to escape. Not even we are sure how we managed to escape that… place. That… horrible place.” She bites her lip, shutting her eyes tight, casting her face away.

A young man of dark hair and piercing golden eyes steps out of the group. Out of all of them, he seems the least afraid yet weary and thin. “I’ll come with you,” he states, adjusting his pointed mask onto his face.

The weeping woman raises her red, puffy face from the shoulder in which it rested. Her face tensed up, mouth opening to gasp before she began to scold him: “Are you insane? You can’t go back in there!” The man flinches a tad, only sparing her a short glance. “I can and I will,” he retorts, “I’m not a coward like the rest of you.”

This causes an uproar amongst the survivors. The fair-haired woman shouts out, “Enough!” Then, it quiets into whispers. Once a voice that held warmth, was now frozen over with contempt. “Let him go. If he dies, it is of his own choice. For what he did… good riddance.” With that, she turns, pushing through the adventurers to storm off the way they had come. The others hesitate for a second but follow suit without a word. The young man remains before the group.

“So… I should introduce myself, I guess.” He lets out a sharp breath, taking a hand up to rub the back of his neck. There is a heavy medicinal scent that lingers around him hinted with the sweet aroma of honey. “You can call me Kamal. I’ll take you into that hell hole. My foolish, naive sister is in there. So, whether you like it or not, I’m coming with you until I find her.”

He takes a deep inhale. His eyelids flutter as he exhales. “I can use magic. So don’t worry about me. I can handle myself.” Kamal turns on his heel, leading the way down the dunes toward the accursed city. “You better hurry,” he shouts, “It only gets worse from here.” The magician chuckles, nesting his hands within his pockets as he walked.

It did not take them long to reach the thick, fog wall that surrounded the city. Only a few minutes of a journey with Kamal leading those who chose to stick behind him.

Upon reaching their destination, he would stop in his tracks and turn back to whoever remained in his company. “Any questions before we go in?” His brow raises and he rocks on his feet rather impatiently.

Player Notes:

INFORMATION

◆ This event will contain multiple parts separated into their own threads. There will be several goals that players must clear in order to complete the event. Each part will represent one of these goals. Players may be split up into these different parts over the course of this event.

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◆ Lastly, each post made by a player is limited to a soft cap of 300 words. Any actions made in combat or in interactions with the current area are asked to be kept to three per post. While players may go over these limits, these are recommended.

◆ Any questions or concerns regarding the event may be directed to Diana Corvus through private messages or through Discord at porsef#3828.

Shishi

Shishi
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Ω-Tier

Hyperion was ready to get to work. He sought more rewards and thought it would be worth working and helping manage Remus' main territory, perhaps it would help advance his position within the Black Spiders. The slaver always found more comfort in the presence of people, especially those full of fear.

Hyperion would being a diverse cast of his minions. His Manaka who had gone through a few emergenices and had become his only apprentice. Sasuke would be the second of his Kogatan followers, who was skilled in their martial arts with a few tricks under his sleeve. Beside them would be Diana, a mercenary who had guided him and kept him alive in a few situations now.

They would all follow behind. There were no questions from this tiny group except for a single squeak. "Yeah, what didja do Kamal?" There was a naivety ocming from her voice.




Trait Name: Slave Master
Trait Tier: A-tier
Trait Requirement: Must have Slaver Profession
Trait Description: A slavers main fighting style is using other to fight for them, having someone to
Trait Effect: Can bring an addition Combat or Plot NPC with you into combat; their relationship to the person with this trait must be slave. NPC must be A-tier or lower.

Bringing

Sling(Hyperion)
Constellation(Hyperion)

Deceptive Darts(Manaka)
Heqet(Sasuke)
Light Rifle (Diana)

Skelelobes(Diana
Skeleton Key(Diana)
Grip Ring(Sasuke
Prayer Of the Final Talisman(Manaka)
Wave Roller(Manaka)

Shard of Ill Illah (4)



Manaka:



Diana:


Sasuke:

Noir Ecryola

Noir Ecryola
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

Even without her gifted eyes, the magician would be able to see fear, embracing some of the people in the group who was guiding them to the city. A city which was corrupted, they said. Noir could see the magic swirling on the top of what these people once called their own home and the fear she sensed from the survivors was enough to tell her that something horrible must be happening within the city. Noir wouldn’t lie, beside her willingness to help these people to free their city, there was also this urge to satiate her curiosity, especially when she could see the odd magic covering the city itself.

As she mounted Haku and followed the guide, she would see how this young man named Kamal offered to come with the adventurers. Despite the group’s protest, he insisted, resulting in the other guides beginning to walk away from them. Noir could understand why he made that decision, he had a strong reason on why he should enter the city again and that was to find his sister. The magician would nod to Kamal, giving him an acknowledgement, “My name is Noir. It will be a pleasure to work with you.” She would say to him, “And since you will be coming with us, it will be a big help. You will be able to guide us further within the city.”

Noir would then stare towards the thick fog that was surrounding the city, using her magician eyes to see what kind of magic that made it. Then as Kamal gave them a chance to ask a question, Noir would wait after Hyperion’s companion finished asking him a question before asking one herself, “What happened within the city, how did it begin?”

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Menat

Menat
β-Tier
β-Tier

It was a weird sensation for Menat. Then again everything still felt weird as she continued to adjust and accept her new form. The bark-like skin made her movements stiffer, less fluid than she normally moved. Then there was the way her new body reacted to the more tropical climate she was currently in. Meridia wasn't an ideal getaway like the islands making up the civilizations in the southern seas but it was still a stark contrast to her current location. Different foliage flourished here and she could only hope she would as well now that she herself was on all accounts a humanoid plant herself. Yet her mother had been adamant about assisting other nations and while she focused on their new home, building it up from the inside, it was left to Menat as the eldest of her now royal children to take that role. Something she had experience with back when attempting diplomacy with the nation of Kina.

She wasn't alone in this endeavor. Numerous individuals had arrived as well, meeting with the weathered and weary people who had managed to escape from their home yet clearly were physically and mentally unwell. The refugees had managed to gather enough courage to bring them as close to their town as they were personally capable to get, some dropping off sooner than the others. It was about a kilometer away from the shrouded town where their two main escorts, a pair of weathered women, found that they could no longer continue themselves. Another individual spoke up, a male this time with piercing gold eyes, who volunteered to continue pressing forward and bringing Menat and their group into the town directly. A small dispute between the male and the women broke out before the more composed of the women wrote him off with the simple statement of how it would be his own fault if he died and how he deserved it for what he had done.

Introducing himself as Kamal he reassured them how he was able to protect himself as he was able to use magic as well as how his sister was still inside the shrouded town. The remainder of the way was uneventful but they reached their destination all the same with Kamal offering them the chance to ask whatever questions they had now. For Menat there was only one thing she wanted to know. "What should we expect on the other side of that fog?" Her voice like an echo through a hollow tree trunk as she questioned Kamal.

WC: 425

Toh Clan Vigor Drug:

The Mother Thorn:

Herald's Glaive:

Molten Menace:

Shard of Solomon:

Casrare

Casrare
β-Tier
β-Tier

Casrare kept his face hidden, he was only looking for extra work since his recent transformation. A tug would keep the black scarf over his horns, over his deathly features. He was still getting used to these new powers. He would ignore the disease that coursed through him, there were enough worries from these people. As their frantic panic would start to seep in, imprinting anxiety on the young man. He really did have the worst luck.

His eyes would follow the struggle of the town's people and the young man. He'd only heard a tale of a city-state now shrouded in fog. Stories of monsters, of nightmares walking, seemed to come from the escaped citizens of Zahid. He wasn't a hero, but he needed money, along with that he was just as much intrigued as he was intimidated. He kept finding himself in increasingly dangerous situations, but it was his duty to figure out this world. He was no longer Sasan's puppet.

"I'll Join!" He would speak up, his face low but hand raised to call attention. He would manipulate his own frame passively, making himself appear bulkier, healthier than he really was. When his hood would fall there was no sickly man, just the vibrant Casrare. His horns were scary but all he could do was shrink them, rounding out the ends.

"I only have one question" he asked joining the procession "If we're entering hell, should we expect to face demons or become them?"

Toh Clan Vigor Drug:

1 shard brought as well

Adrastos Thanatos

Adrastos Thanatos
A-Tier
A-Tier


 
The Shadow King

 
Adrastos sailed through the sky, wearing a long black tang suit with his velvety silver hair, brushed back into a low-hanging ponytail under a black crown, on a fluttering black cloth toward a shrouded city with black rukh swarming above the foggy misty prison. Narrowing his cold silver eyes and crossing his arms over his chest, he inhaled sharply, the sudden burst of cool wind burning his lungs as his chest expanded. As the city grew in size upon his approach, the blue rukh magician contemplated the situation he was about to enter: Zahid was a city-state near Balbadd that had [insert detail of Zahid falling into corruption and nightmare]. Normally Adrastos wouldn’t care about the pitiful fate of a city, but because the threat was so close to a country he controlled, there was no excuse for turning a blind eye.

Seeing a crowd below as he passed by, Adrastos arched a brow. Black hair draped over the shoulders like a curtain, amber eyes wide with curiosity, and a slender yet tall frame separated from the blob of people. Noir. His teeth ground together, the sound grating on his own ears as it reverberated through his skull, as his hand gripped the hilt of an obsidian sword hanging from his waist.

The next time we meet, I’ll kill you…

Adrastos’ grip loosened on his sword; she was not the reason for coming to Zahid. His eyes searched the crowd for another, more familiar figure: a tall man wearing a blackened military uniform drawing inspiration from Kou’s style. He stepped forward as Adrastos entered the city, swallowed up by the fog that encased Zahid.

“What makes you so sure she’s still alive in there?” Tai-Shi asked as he stepped forward from the crowd behind the others. “I’ll help, but this sounds like a suicide mission to get as many people you can bring killed.” Nobody else asked the real question, and yet they readily threw themselves at the mercy of this man willing to go back into hell just to get his sister back. He would join, but only at the order of his master to keep an eye on the situation within the group. Divide and conquer as it were.

He twisted the silver whistle around his neck between his fingers for a moment before returning his hands behind his back, the posture of a general with his head held high as he observed the people he’d call temporary comrades. Introductions felt unnecessary when the situation called for rapid response, the longer they stood twiddling their thumbs, the more time wasted to find this man’s sister.


WORD COUNT: 437
MAGOI: 480/480
STAMINA: 200/200


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Ghost

Ghost
A-Tier
A-Tier

Black rukh was indeed coming from Zahid. It seem his Jack was right on the money. But the question was why was such a thing happening? Better yet how could such a thing happen? Ghost was traveling with his ohana as they came across a group. Someone seem to have brought them together or they seemed to formed up. All for the same cause and that was to head into a city such as Zahid. Ghost with his two companions each had on hooded robes to hide thier identities for now. Ghost wanted to get closer to that city more or so go inside of it. Until he heard the word HELL. Was that truly hell or one of the seven stages of it? Either way he truly wanted to know who could have made such a thing possible. His two guards remain quiet as did he.

As they followed the crowd he was sure to keep notes of them all. As he was not to well known and anyone in the crowd. Could be the reason the city of Zahid was like this. As the group was walking towards the city. Ghost would hear a few questions. Keeping a ear out for answers all he could do is wonder. Just who was the sister and maybe she has something to do with this? As his trio walked five meter behind the crowd. He would look over to his Ace and could see she was thinking what he was thinking. To which Ghost would say in a voice low enough for his trio to hear but not for anyone else. Unless they had good hearing. "Relax we do not know if she is one of them or not. But right now I want to know who or what cause this city to get like this."

Wc 305




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Shard Of Solomon X1
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Solomon's Proxy

Solomon's Proxy
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The first to bring forth a question is a small, white-haired girl. Kamal doesn’t answer her. Instead, he flashes her with a glare as if to warn her not to pry. His malice fades as he draws his attention to Noir.

“How should I know? I was asleep. By the time I knew, I was waking up to some old, crusty hag trying to eat my face.” He shakes his head, a sigh. “Not a morning I wish to remember.”

Another question would follow and Kamal gives a chuckle, smirking at Menat. “Chaos and bullshit. I’d swear it was Set if I believed the gods could do something like this. My sister is one for that.” Without missing a beat, he would turn to Casrare. “A little bit of both. Just watch yourselves.”

The last question would be given by Tai Shi and it was one that placed a scowl on his face. “I would know if she died. We're connected,” he snaps. “And I never asked for your help. I’ll find her on my own. Just do your job and mind your own business.” With a scoff, he turns around. “Let’s just go,” he says, entering through the thick fog. It consumes his body as he passes until the sight of him was gone.

A slight gust of wind passes by, causing a piece of cloth to be revealed from beneath the sand. If one were to look closer, it seemed to be attached to something underneath. The shape of the mound surrounding it makes it clearer that it could be a corpse.

Those that entered the fog would have their vision obscured for a moment as they passed through. As it cleared, they would be the first to see the city in all its fallen glory. Each building seemed to be intact. But even the streets themselves were eerily void of life. There was little ambiance save for any noise the group made on their own.

Unafraid, Kamal presses on without so much as a word. Through the gates of the city, he leads them down the main road.

Along this road, it was rather ordinary save for a cluster of cages large enough to fit a human, nested against the side of a building. An odd sight left an even more peculiar smell to those with exceptional senses. A light sour, metallic aroma could be picked up from these cages, similar to that of blood and bile.

Those who stuck with Kamal thus far would soon find themselves within the city square. Hard to notice, a large statue pillars up from its center, straight through a now dried-out fountain. Any magicians in the group would notice the small gathering of black rukh as they flutter around the blackened pillar. Even not being sensitive to the arcane, it was clear there was magic pulsing through it.

He sits upon its ledge, turns, and pats his hand against its surface. “These things popped up all over the city. I found two when I was with my sister. Though, I guess this is the third one. All I know is they don’t belong here,” he says, shrugging. “It might help save the city or… whatever you are all are here for.” Kamal rolls his eyes, leaning back against the statue with no intention of moving.

Player Notes:

Shishi

Shishi
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

Manaka face squinched as her eyes met Kamal's gaze, crossing her arms and turning away. However, her body would not stop bouncing and her scowl would not leave. Diana would put an arm on the child's shoulder and spend time with her.

Sasuke would follow in Hyperion's footsteps, seemingly read to go into the fog. But Hyperion would stop and kneel down to examine the cloth beneath them. Sasuke would unearth the possible body to examine it for a second. Sasuke would do as instructed and quickly use his sleight of hand to take anything of note off the body to inspect it later in privacy.

After spending a minute on the body, they four of them would move forward past fog, Manaka leading the way, with Hyperion directly behind her, and the other two holding up the rear. Going through the threshold together. Manaka would head for the cages instinctually as Hyperion's slave, looking them over a few times, and moving them around for a hint as to what happened.

Diana would finally split off from the group when she was able to see the black rukh from the obelisk. She would take the time to listen to Kamal's words carefully, and return her sharpened sense to the obelisk.

"Where are we going, Kamal?" Hyperion would ask curiously, observing his team at work, but keeping his eyes on Kamal for a moment. He'd then try to investigate for any signs of life in the square, wondering what had happened to make them villagers so afraid.

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Notes
Sasuke - Sleight of Hand and checking the corpse
Manaka - Checking the Cages
Diana - Multiple Enhanced Senses + Rukh Vision checking the pillar
Hyperion - Investigating the town square.

Casrare

Casrare
β-Tier
β-Tier

He would become cautious from the guide's words, but from what he was seeing in the world it was true. Holding back his sighs, with a lump in his throat he would follow, keeping his face concealed and healthy in appearance. Right now he just needed to do as told, if he was gonna help he needed to make it through the fog first. Keeping close behind, wading through it. He wondered a bit about his companions but the Sasanid would ignore it for now. There were more pertinent duties, and he didn't want to get lost amidst this mist. Lest the end up like the corpse they spotted. Thankfully Kamal seemed to be an adept guide.

As the air cleared nothing stared back at them but an eerie visage. While death hadn't greeted the Sasanid, this seemed all the more intimidating. It was such a void world now as if the life had been swiped through. He was expecting more death, but if there were no people what had taken them, or what was keeping them away? A chill would follow up his spine as he walked around, looking at the black pillar. It was so intriguing, he'd seen strange and powerful magic devices but nothing like this.

He'd try to investigate the pillar further, he couldn't do much but use his senses. He couldn't see the grander flow but magic had power, it could be felt. He could try to interact with it, potentially touch it if the object allowed it.

"I gotta say, its a good hypothesis, has anyone tried interacting with them? Touching them, it may seem dangerous but it might also be the only way of figuring out how to shut it down." He would suggest, he had no idea, but death wasn't one of his man worries at the moment.


Dm notes: Attempting to investigate the pillar.

Menat

Menat
β-Tier
β-Tier

Kamal's answer to Menat's question hadn't actually been very useful in any way. He simply told her that all that awaited on the other side of the fog was, to quote, "chaos and bullshit" before going on about how he'd believe it was the work of one of his people's gods but believing in that was more something his sister was inclined to do instead. The next question he answered put him in a far less friendly mood, causing him to snap at the individual who asked it before turning and entering the fog without a second word. Menat herself would approach the barrier as well, halting as her foot landed on an odd patch of ground that was clearly different from the rest.

Looking down she found her foot resting on a piece of cloth that, thanks to the weight of her body, tugged at something under the sand that it seemed attached to. Kneeling down she began to tug at the cloth and noticed the mound of sand close to it shifting as she did so. There was an obviously humanoid shape to it which had apparently caught the attention of another. She recognized the man from Kina, where he assisted her and Miss Noir in their introduction to Lord Abe. He seemed focused on the cloth as well yet it seemed a subordinate of his was the one to finish uncovering the corpse hidden under the sands. Ignoring the duo Menat would turn her attention back to the individual that had perished, doing her best to examine their remains as properly and completely as possible.

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Noir Ecryola

Noir Ecryola
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

The magician would make a mental note based on Kamal's answer to her question, although the hint of malice within the glare he sent towards Hyperion’s companion made Noir raise an eyebrow. She wouldn’t follow him yet as he entered the fog, instead, she would look around, seeing what the others would do. Menat would be investigating the corpse, another one was following the guide into the city. She wondered what she would do at the moment but with a sigh, she would follow the guide’s trail, entering the fog as well. It seemed that her curiosity towards the city was bigger than towards the corpse at the moment and she could always ask, assuming they didn't mind sharing some information with her.

Despite the cages and the blood scent, Noir would find herself more focused on a large statue pillar with black rukh surrounding it. But even a black rukh had a bit of magic within it, so Noir would approach it and put her hand on it. Then she would concentrate, wanting to know the color of the element that the rukh had so she might be able to figure out what kind of magic that was causing the chaos.

Adrastos Thanatos

Adrastos Thanatos
A-Tier
A-Tier


 
The Shadow King

 
Adrastos landed in the middle of the empty street, far from the main group. He looked around as he wrapped the carpet around his waist, using the fabric as a sash. There were numerous buildings around him still recognizable despite being unkept for who knows how long. The two that captured the magician’s interest was the hospital and a religious sanctuary. Having been in hospitals during his tenure as a doctor, Adrastos decided to venture into the holy site. Religion was an enigma to the dark king who believed in no god. Knowing the existence of Solomon and Ill Illah had not changed his opinion, but nevertheless, he found himself crossing paths or hearing stories of those believing in higher powers: Lagi, the deranged lunatic brainwashed by the very cult he worked against, Sasan, a country built on worshipping Solomon, and the beautiful Diana, a woman that worshipped something that seemed to have no ties to Solomon or the previous worlds.

Inside the church were pews on either side of an isle, no different than any other similar architecture, and yet this building seemed bigger on the outside compared to the interior. Normally graveyards were nearby, nestled eerily next to the main chapel; Adrastos didn’t recall seeing a plot of land littered with stones. Curious, Adrastos looked around to see if there were any clues pertaining to the religion of the city or if there was any information he could gather.

Meanwhile, Tai-Shi entered the fog with the group. They found walking on a street with cages lined against a building, the jail Tai-Shi assumed. He was intrigued by the cages. Being lined against the street, they were most likely used to display the wicked as they died, serving as an example to the people to not break the law. Was it some kind of torture? If so, for who? Watching civilians live out their lives? Or watching the wicked starve to death and rot? His hand felt the iron as he inspected the cage’s properties and sturdiness.



WORD COUNT: 775
MAGOI: 470/480
STAMINA: 200/200
NOTES:
• Adrastos exploring a chapel.
• Tai-Shi investigating cages.

Ghost

Ghost
A-Tier
A-Tier

Ghost would look on to see that the dark rukh was everywhere. Ghost would hold out his hand as he saw such dark magic. He would look with such passion but soon. He would be down as if he took a knee. He would hold his eyes as it was as if they were burning. He would be in pain to a fault. As his Ace would come to rub his back. As she did that. Ghost would soon point to Kamal. Aa his Jack would nod her head and go to him. As Ghost would slowly stand up. His Ace would walk with him as she helped him get close to a building. Which was right next to a alley way. As his Jack whom name is Mya would walk to Kamal standing three meters away she would say to him.. "Hey you, quick question I need ya to answer." She would say this as she did not even wait for him to respond and she would say. "Here's the deal. All this black magic or whatever came from this place out of nowhere right? Well then, he wanted to know do you have any ides as where the first location of dark rukh would have came from?" She would nod her head back as she was pointing towards Ghost whom was walking away. When she had said he.

Mya was quick to get to the point. As Ghost was keen on to start to walk down the alley way. He was sure to be on his way. As he was sure his Jack Of All Trades would catch up. As him and his ask Ace walked down the alley. Ghost would start to see more and more black rukh. "There we need to go to the other side. We must be careful as well. As we need to get to the bottom of things and fast."

Solomon's Proxy

Solomon's Proxy
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

Before the fog...

Before entering the fog, Sasuke would utilize his deft skills to swipe an item off the buried corpse. While he would grab something, the item didn’t seem to be of much importance to their task. A locket, plain and crafted of cheap silver. Inside, there is a picture of a child and a woman, likely the family of who the corpse once was. (9)

Menat chooses to linger behind the group, intrigued in examining the corpse in its entirety. The sand is swept away, revealing a young woman, albeit dead, underneath. It appears she has been deceased for only a few days but the arid weather has seemed to begin to mummify her.

While difficult to move her limbs, the young Fanalis manages with her strength. Pulling up the woman’s sleeves, she would find carvings of crudely drawn spiders all along her arms. Further searching under her clothes reveals more of these blood-crusted markings. (17)

On the main road…

As they walked down the main road towards the square, the young Manaka and the mysterious Tai Shi would find themselves drawn to the cages off on the side of the road.

Manaka would find that after trying to maneuver the cages, they were much too heavy to budge. Upon them, she would notice there were plaques hanging from the top. They designated a price along with gender. One was for a male and three were for females, with the females priced higher. (16)

Tai Shi notices these details as he examines the bars for their make and durability. He would find that they were forged from steel. While displaying a bit of wear, they seem sturdy enough to still be used. Behind the cages, a curious sight would catch his eyes. A pair of shackles. Blood stains their surface. It’s fresh. (19)

In the city square…

While some had branched off, others remained. Hyperion addresses Kamal with a simple question. To which he rolls his eyes. “The hell should I know? You didn’t expect me to take the lead the entire time, did you? These roads aren’t the same as they used to be. Whatever this spell is… it fucked everything up.” He rests his elbow on his knee, plopping his chin into his hand. His eyes avert themselves. For now, he doesn’t seem to want to be bothered.

Diana would utilize her acute senses to study the pillar. While there were no sounds or smells she would pick up that were particularly unordinary, she would be able to notice a deep, round indent at the base of the obelisk just behind Kamal’s leg, indicating that something may fit there.

Others would take interest in this pillar. Casrare, a curious boy, and Noir, a seasoned magician, take an even closer look. Even going as far as to make physical contact with the strange construct. While they would find it to be cool to the touch, nothing else would seem to happen.

Noir, utilizing her innate talents, would feel and see the presence of orange, light magic rukh, and mixed in with the impure rukh, she would be able to discern black, strength magic rukh as well. There would be another component but she would find it is the only magic type she is unattuned with.

With his own examination, Casrare would discover the indent upon the base of the pillar as well. Kamal would notice him, leaning forward and moving his leg to the side to further reveal the slot. “Well, well. Look at that. That’s a nice find, kid. Wonder what goes in there?” He snickers, leaning back into the pillar.

Arriving a bit later to the party, Ghost and his crew takes a pause within the square. His companion, Mya, directs Kamal with her own question. He looks at her with a scowl, seeming more annoyed than he was before. “No,” he answers, “I couldn’t even guess if I wanted to.” Though, even if his jack wanted to, she would find that Ghost and Moka would be gone and thus unable to follow them.

Hyperion searches around for any signs of life. While there would seem to be no hope for the slaver, he would stumble upon a quivering child. Their whimpers barely audible but it was clear they were alive. They raise their head out from the safety of their curled up knees, looking at him with fear. She gasps, shuffling back against a barrel. (20)

Her hair is long, black with blunt cut bangs. She stares at him with light blue eyes and an even paler complexion. It seems that she is confused and scared, unsure whether to scream or remain frozen.

In an alley far… far away…

In the meantime, Ghost and his ace would make their way down an alley. With each step they took, the path in front of them would grow increasingly darker until it became rather difficult to see. If they decided to turn around, the two would notice that they were not on the same path as before and the city square was nowhere in sight.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ghost would notice a figure in the shadows, passing next to them. While Moka would not perceive this strange sight, they would both feel a malicious presence. While they may not have found what they were looking for, they were not alone. (17)

Somewhere else...

The church that the doctor, Adrastos, finds himself in held a still silence. Every step he takes causes a soft echo bouncing within the empty space. Large, stained glass windows filter trickles of colorful light down onto the center of the room. He would find nothing of importance within this sanctuary, save for papers filled with hymns and prayers to the gods worshipped here.

However, a light draft sweeps past him, hugging his frame. As though it were beckoning him in its direction. If he drew his attention towards it, the magician would see a small gathering of black rukh above a strange, rectangular indent in the floor. Upon further study, he would notice a latch, indicating that it might be able to be opened. (7)

Player Notes:

Noir Ecryola

Noir Ecryola
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

Noir tilted her head upon feeling the element of the magic, yes she could feel the presence of light magic, however there was something else, a magic type she wasn't attuned with. By using her assumption which was based on her knowledge as the academy assistant professor, the magician wondered if the other element was clairvoyance magic. She would remember that Kamal had the gift of using magic as well, so he might be able to reconfirm it if he was attuned to the elements. “Kamal, can you feel what kind of magic is emitting within the pillar? I’ve sense light magic, but i can't really pinpoint the other type.”

As the other man examined the pillar as well, it would be revealed that the statue had a slot on it. She was thinking that if there was a slot on the pillar, then something would be able to fit in there, so perhaps the next thing she could do was to explore the area more. “Haku, let’s separate and explore the area to see if we can find something that would fit the slot. It might be located in some unexpected place, so do your best.” The golden eyed girl would command her liger before going towards the opposite ways. The first thing she would do was to observe her surrounding and she would examine nearest building that had not been explored yet or to examine something laying on the ground that might have the function to store items.

Casrare

Casrare
β-Tier
β-Tier

"Maybe if we get a rough idea of the shape we can guess what we might be looking for?" He would propose, running his hand over the hole. Even if he couldn't try to tell much about it through its appearance he could try to feel it. He would look up to Kamal, his yellow-amber eyes reflecting in the magician's striking pools of gold as well.

"I'm not sure if it's mechanical, but the mines had a few contraptions and locks. If it's magical in nature that's out of my area of expertise for sure. Hell maybe even both?" He wasn't going to lie the magician, he wasn't exactly knowledgable about this stuff. He knew minerals, but he wasn't sure what metal or ore this pillar was crafted from. He would try his best to examine, and figure out what he could from further prodding.

Whether or not the results gave him anything he would stand back up afterward. People were starting to move off, but he wasn't sure he trusted drifting off into the dark.

Dm notes: Attempting to use my action to examine the pillar again, hoping to see if we can make out a shape for the object in the pillar.

Ghost

Ghost
A-Tier
A-Tier

The sliver hair girl was known to have a temper on her. But she would play it cool. As she had other things to take care of. Bitting her bottom lip she would simply turn away and walk away. As she headed right for the alley way her team went down. But the only thing was she did not see them. She truly did not see them. This put a very rather curious look on her face and thought in her head. Although she was not scared she was indeed a bit angry. Looking back at Kamal she would wonder if he had anything to do with this. Soon enough she would play coal and decided to act as if she was alright. "Not good there is no way the Ace and his Majesty could have went down that long ass alley so fast. On top of that I got a crazy feeling. I need to go around and see if I could meet up with them." Soon she would walk off from the group only to stop. Looking back she would give a grinning smile. As she went right back by Kamal. Thinking to herself once again. "Better yet it is best I keep my eye on this one."

Meanwhile within tye alleyway Ghost and his Ace would be standing still. As he was for sure he saw something move. As he raised his hand Moka would quickly get in her defense mode. As her weapon was nothing to laugh about. This is when Ghost would start to speak to what ever was in the darkness. "We offer you no ill will and truly only wish to pass out of here. But as we all can tell the darkness gets thicker and thicker. Would you mind to help us out. It would be most graceful of a act."The Ace had her eyes covering his back and sides and was ready to defend if need be.

Note
Using my action to try to befriend what ever it is they found.

Adrastos Thanatos

Adrastos Thanatos
A-Tier
A-Tier


 
The Shadow King

 
Adrastos followed the draft that tickled his face to a rectangular hatch on the floor. Black rukh fluttered above, chirping softly in the echoing chapel. He knelt down, feeling the seem of the door, the draft that seeped through the cracks. He gripped the latch and pulled, attempting to open the door. Adrastos pulled, grunting as the defined muscles in his arms strained, bulging and pulsing with each tug against the hatch. “I did not train so much to be bested by a movable slab in the ground,” he muttered with a final yank. The latch gave way, revealing a dark tunnel leading beneath the church. A catacomb? He sniffed the air, but the smell of rotting cadavers didn’t seem to permeate the shaft immediately. Then again, being around bones and corpses so much the Dark King was used to the smell compared to others who weren’t. Black rukh also wouldn’t just collect above a catacomb just cause there were corpses either. That wasn’t how Ill Illah’s will worked. Curious, the king of shadows ventured down the stairs to understand the reason for the black rukh’s appearance.

Tai-Shi’s eyes narrowed at the shackles behind the cages with blood coating. He picked them up for closer inspection. Fresh, but who did the blood belong to and why weren’t they in the cages now? Above the cages, there were signs designating which cage belonged to whom by gender along with their selected price tag. “Not convicts,” he realized, “slaves seems more likely.” He decided to look around for a trail of blood to follow. If he could find who this belonged to, he could get answers about the city, or just any current inside information would be more useful than the vagueness Kamal decided to relay.



WORD COUNT: 1,069
MAGOI: 470/480
STAMINA: 200/200
NOTES:
• Adrastos is descending down the hatch.
• Tai-Shi is searching the area for a trail of blood left by whoever was in the shackles.

Shishi

Shishi
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

Both Sasuke and Manaka would return to the group. His shinobi passing off the locket to Hyperion. Popping the trinket open with a single hand, only to find it was empty and only used as a necklace. Not much to go on.

On the otherhand, Manaka returned with some knowledge. Crates, rather large and heavy alongside the plaques; definitely the signs of slaves being sold. He recalled that Balbadd held the headquarters for the Black Spiders. The Black Spiders seemed to be expanding so perhaps this was related to that. However, whether or nor the Spiders were involved and if they were the perpetrator or the victims of this tragedy was still up for debate.

Diana would withhold the information about the obelisks, round indentation. But quickly saw that rhe other magicians would piece it together along with a young man.

The crew now together would all crowd around the child, but Hyperion would wave them back as to give the child some space and crouch down to eye level. Sasuke would mimic Hyperion, in a tempt ro comfort the girl. Diana would instantly observe the rukh of the child, our of curiousity. Manaka would eventually go between her master and the child to flex and pose. "Never fear, Manaka is here!" Her phermones would serve to distract the girl from any overwhelming emotions, hopefully making the young one laugh. After her guard was lowered, Hyperion would inquire as to the girls name.

Diana would separate from the group, having come up with a new idea. Using her enhanced vision as well as rukh sight, she could go off to search for other obelisks, and then report back to the group.




Notes
Sasuke-Gives useless locket to Hyperion
Manaka- Informs Hyperion, slavery deals suspected, distracts the kid
Hyperion - Trying to give the kid space, asks name.
Diana - Looking for another obelisk via rukh sight and enhanced vision

Manaka
Trait Name: The Strongest in the World!
Trait Tier: C-tier
Trait Requirement: Plot Trait
Trait Description: Through the desire to become stronger, and to follow after the person who aims to be the strongest this young person puts up a strong front. Wishing to offer how they can they willing and naively take on any challenge their master assigns them.
Trait Effect: This NPC can be used to distract or intimidate other NPCS or gain information to a certain extent. They may also be used to distract a PC for a single post.

Menat

Menat
β-Tier
β-Tier

The sands had indeed blanketed the body of a young woman. As Menat studied her corpse she found several things rather unique about what she saw before her. She wasn't an expert in deducing how long a corpse had been left so she wasn't able to really tell just how long the woman had lay there, the elements doing her no favors with how they seemed to begin the process of mummifying her. Putting those problems to the side Menat indeed looked over the body for any signs that could prove helpful before eventually coming across what seemed to be images of spiders roughly carved into her arms with even more crusted with dried blood carved into various areas under her clothes. Stepping away without having found more than that the Meridian Princess felt nervous, missing the ability to suck on her lower lip when nervous now that she lacked a physical mouth.

She had a feeling she knew what those spiders carved into the young girl's corpse meant, she just hoped she was wrong. Instead she gathered her nerves. She had every chance to back away now, to walk away from the fog gate and return to her home in Meridia and resume helping her mother raise her younger siblings. But she had come to aid these people as the Princess of Meridia, to expand on a reputation of kindness for her new nation, and it would do the opposite if she were to turn her back and retreat now. Instead she chose to press on, entering into the fog to try and catch up with those that had gone on ahead.

Beyond the boundary of the fog Menat found herself within the city proper. She was actually surprised that the fog only extended as far as this given how panicked their escorts were still so far away. Walking further in once finding the main road, not that it was hard given how it was practically right before her, Menat found herself stopping at the sight of large cages lining either side of the road. "Shit." She muttered to herself. Her fears about the spiders carved into the young woman's corpse seemingly solidified by the obvious slaver-style cages. She found herself just simply hoping it was all a coincidence. Traveling further down the road she would arrive at the town square to find all those that entered the fog before her examining a large ebony pillar.

The air was thick with a feeling similar to what the young Princess had experienced when she met Jiryu, back when she underwent her transformation into the Spriggan Queen she currently was, but it felt off. Unfortunately as she wasn't any kind of magician she was unable to pay it more mind than that. With everyone gathered around the pillar with their focus on inspecting it Menat herself would begin to roam around, looking for things of notice that she could further inspect herself.

WC: 492

Notes: Menat makes it to the town square and begins exploring

Solomon's Proxy

Solomon's Proxy
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

On the main road…

Tai Shi examines the area around the cages for a trail of blood— a sign of the victim who left these shackles behind. Fortunately, in a narrow alleyway beside the building, he would notice drops of blood leading down. If he were to follow it, the trail would lead him behind the building and down a side street back towards the city square. Little by little, it diminishes into nothing. In the distance, he could hear a young girl cheering and the sound of another little girl sniffling followed by a man’s voice inquiring a name. (10)

In the city square…

The Meridian princess, Menat, manages to catch up with the rest of the group with little issue. Deciding to ignore the obvious, she snoops around the area, looking for anything of interest. A sparkle would catch her eye, glistening in her peripheral for just a moment. Just looking in the direction, it seemed there was a strange, yet ordinary object in plain sight. Having seemed to have fallen beside a pile of firewood, lies a piece of a shattered sphere, orange in color. (11)

Noir presents Kamal with a question that did not seem to bother him, soliciting a smirk from the magician. “Clairvoyance. Quite the hard type to detect. Though, you’re in luck. It is one I am quite fond of,” he answers with a quick wink before drawing his attention back to the boy in front of him.

The sorceress wasn’t the only one with questions. Casrare continued studying the strange obelisk, making his thoughts known to Kamal. “I’d say it has to be magical in some way. Nothing about this was made by hand, I can tell you that much.” Having captured his interest, he shrugs, hopping down from the statue to take a closer look with him. Kamal runs his fingers along the inside of the crevice. “It’s smooth but the strength magic within pushes back against my touch. How strange.”

With her question answered, Noir becomes conflicted about whether to search the buildings or the surrounding area. After a moment of thought, she decides to start her search on the outside. ( T ) What she would find was by chance, unexpectedly so. A shattered piece of an orange orb that rested within a flower bed finds its way into her possession. ( 15 )

As Hyperion and his companions regroup around the little girl, she becomes more fearful. Her large, watery eyes releasing more and more tears by the second. It was clear the number of strangers noticing her was making her even more anxious.

At a simple glance, Diana, and any other magician who would notice the child, would be able to tell she had already fallen into depravity. If she would look towards the skies, she would notice three larger gatherings of black rukh, similar to that above the pillar they stood near. Another seemed rather close by but the others were much further away.

Despite the efforts by Hyperion and Sasuke to make themselves small, the young girl remains unresponsive to them. However, Manaka is successfully able to draw her attention with her cheering. While it doesn’t make her smile, the tears seem to cease for a moment. But the moment Hyperion speaks to her, the child’s eyes begin to dart between the two, conflicted. It isn’t long before she looks down, whimpering as though she were about to continue crying. ( 5 )

Down inside the crypts…

Adrastos would make his way over to the hatch, forcing it open and descending down into the crypt. The dark king would find the stench of death to increase from faint to something much viler. Much to a degree that would be strong enough for an ordinary person to become ill. Though, for Adrastos, it would be bearable.

The light dusting of cobwebs combined with the stench made it seem as though it were still used albeit seldomly visited. Aside from the soft moan of a fresh corpse, the crypt would remain quiet for a short time.

A slam sounds as the hatch shuts behind him. Any attempt to open it would come with unwanted results as no amount of strength he possessed could force it to budge.

Every torch lighting the corridors would bloom with a soft, violet flame. From the darkness, a woman emerges from its depths. The smile on her face sweet, sickeningly so. Her gentle features framed by black hair pinned neatly away from her face. (14)

“Adrastos Thanatos,” she pauses to tilt her head, “Or are you Neo Mortem, the doctor? Or should I say the blue magician...” The woman stops herself short, her smile seeming to grow ever so slightly. “Oh, well. I expect a man of many names should introduce himself as the being he wishes to be, hm?”

She folds her hands in front of her in polite stature. “You may call me Asha. I will say… I’ve been waiting for us to meet.”

In an alleyway far… far away…

The darkness would grow deeper and deeper despite his attempts to quell the distant creature. As their vision would fade, Ghost and Moka would find themselves drifted apart, no longer to touch nor hear the company of the other.

In his ears, Ghost would hear a burst of distorted laughter, similar to that of his mother. Voices would chant in the background. Faint yet incoherent, overwhelming to the ear. Something begins to grate against the pavement, circling him.

It goes silent. A warm breath runs down his neck, fingers caress his throat. “Do you think that such purity would help you here?” She chuckles. “How foolish of you, boy. You know better than that, don’t you?”

Player Notes:

Noir Ecryola

Noir Ecryola
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

With her question answered, the magician would begin to think about what kind of combination magic that was surrounding the city while searching for something that would fit in that slot on that statue. Unfortunately, Haku who went his separate way was not able to find anything and he went to his master, didn't want to separate too far from her. On the other hand, the magician would find something as she was exploring the street. Her golden eyes would be staring towards a shattered piece of orange orb that was laying on a flower bed. Tilting her head, she would wonder if that orange colored orb was connected to the statue, especially when she knew that there was orange colored magic, the light magic that was infused within the pillars.. However, noticing that there was no time to waste, the girl would carefully touch it and keep it within her possession for now.

She decided that she might have to look for some more clues before she went back to the statue to examine the piece of orange orb that she found earlier. Because she found a clue outside, now the black haired magician would find her way towards the nearby building that nobody had entered before. She and Haku would then walk side by side, searching and exploring inside the building for any other clues.

Shishi

Shishi
Ω-Tier
Ω-Tier

Hyperion would quickly realize his interaction with the young girl was quite the disaster. It was giving him thoughts of Dalia over again. Perhaps he wasn't meant to deal with children. His Kogata retainer would place his hand on Hyperion's shoulder and gives him a sympathetic nod, as he brings Hyperion into Diana's company.

Manaka would pretend to impersonate Hyperion, speaking in a more masculine tone. "So, sweetheart, what is your name? Are you from around here?"

Diana would share the rukh orientation of the girl and the obelisk. Then talk about the some possible locations she had noticed where there was a flood of rukh, with the one closest to them being her first suggestion.

Hyperion heard the plan, whilst eavesdropping on the new girl. He would come after Asha's response, "It seems dangerous around here, how about you stick together with us?" Manaka posed with an uppercut in front of Hyperion as the katana wielding ninja and the silver-hair magician stood behind the slaver, who wore a fur-lined, black leather coat.

Hyperion would only lead the group to the next gathering of rukh, should the girl decide to follow them.

Manaka - Talk to the girl
Diana - Share info
Hyperion - Lead to next Obelisk, if the girls decides to follow

Casrare

Casrare
β-Tier
β-Tier

"Maybe we just need to find the keyholders or the right tool? If the magic is resisting I'm assuming we just need whatever can slide right in. I know you've seen strange things, but where are these other pillars? I'm not sure if I'll find anything there but if I get an idea of a path I can float around at roof level and try to see if I can notice anything." He would suggest to Kamal.

He knew it was risky, but he needed information. Even if he couldn't fly he would hover at a low level in order to increase his general speed of travel. Black clouds would form around him as he began to hover, his hood falling to reveal his sulfuric horns. Thankfully they were much smaller, and he kept his plagued appearance hidden. Appearing as a horned menace certainly wasn't the way to make friends so he'd scramble to cover his face again.

"I'm gonna go out searching, see if I can find any connections or bodies, living or dead that might have some answers, I'll leave a gas cloud trail so I don't get lost." He would offer. Trying to hide his embarrassment he would use whatever information the magician had unveiled in order to try and search for more data outside of the square.

Dm notes: Attempting to hover around as high as possible and search the surrounding information for clues to connect pillars or try and spot suspicious figures. I am expected to be grounded forcefully but just trying to see if anything is possible, going to leave a trail of black gas while hovering to try and find my way back just encase.

160/170 Stamina

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