+- ORIGIN (https://origin.boreal-nights.space)
+-- Forum: IC Archives (https://origin.boreal-nights.space/forumdisplay.php?fid=50)
+--- Forum: Year 4 Archives (https://origin.boreal-nights.space/forumdisplay.php?fid=54)
+--- Thread: Searching for a Stone (/showthread.php?tid=5068)
RE: Searching for a Stone - Talion - Mar 22 2018
Blue light bathed over the avian's charcoal and copper colored form as it sailed through the tunnel's wide open maw into Polaris. His eyes were narrowed into slits as he silently cursed himself and Fate.
He should have known better than to trust that smooth talking wolf, but her promises had made him believe in himself. That faith had faltered over the seemingly endless flow of time, but it had sparked whenever he saw Fate again. He should never have gotten excited, should have known better since he'd already been tricked before, but he hadn't been able to help himself. Now, here he was, still empty taloned and hearted, and angry at himself all over again.
Talion probably would have kept gliding along, damning Fate and himself, if the Spire hadn't crackled in the distance. The sparks of light drew his gaze and attention. Curiosity about what could have caused said activity made him angle toward the Spire.
Within moments, the melanistic barn owl was making a wide circle around the Spire. His eyes drifted over the tower first, and then skimmed down to the ground surrounding it. He noticed the filly almost right away, though only because of the shifting ground before her. A massive, dark hole suddenly appeared at the Spire's base, and from it, a deep growl seemed to rumble its out.
His every instinct screamed to fly away NOW, but this was the first interesting thing to happen to Talion since meeting Fate. Also, he had always hoped for some grand event to occur before his eyes, and this very well might just be one. So, with pretty much no regard for his own safety, Talion dipped down and landed on a large, spear-headed rock a short distance from the filly.
He didn't pay any attention to her though. Instead, his eyes were focused on the opening, and the darkness within. He thought he could make out some sort of movement, but he couldn't at all be certain of what it was.
RE: Searching for a Stone - Game Master CJ - Mar 22 2018
Cold air rose sharply from the exposed area in the ground beneath the Spire; the crystals above the broken ground remained floating, dancing back and forth with crackling energy sparking between them, keeping them close together. The temperature continued to drop. Dense, dark clouds formed high above the filly and the newcomer and snow began to fall from them, gentle at first, but growing more violent by the moment.
Talion would see a hulking shape lumber up to the entrance of the den, shielded by the sudden density and sheer whiteness of the blizzard that overtook them—a ghost, its pale coat blending into the snow, but its glittering gemstone sparkling on its breast. It stood nearly half the size of the Spire itself.
But his attention was on the filly, and more specifically, the magical piece of stone that belonged to him and not to her. He was not an intelligent creature, but he certainly was possessive, and this thing he had been given... well, he liked it! The yeti let loose a demanding and powerful roar that shook all of Polaris, an icy wind spewing from its fanged jaws. Then in one swift motion, Svarog hurled a fist toward the magically charged stone piece in an attempt to grab it with no regard for the young Gembound near it.
Post-Roll
Slumber and clumsiness plagued his decision as his large knuckled fist knocked the statue piece clear across Polaris and far away from him. His face twisted into a snarl as he watched it disappear through the blizzard; then his gargantuan fists lifted and slammed heavily into the freshly piled snow, sending an explosion of it rushing into the air, the ground quaking beneath each strike. Svarog roared at his mistake, the sound deafening. This was that small black thing's fault! If she had not disturbed the magic stone, it would not be gone!
His beady eyes focused sharply to look for her in the blizzard, fists clenched in the snow; his haunches were coiled beneath him. The yeti was ready to launch himself in her direction, if he saw her.
Talion would see a hulking shape lumber up to the entrance of the den, shielded by the sudden density and sheer whiteness of the blizzard that overtook them—a ghost, its pale coat blending into the snow, but its glittering gemstone sparkling on its breast. It stood nearly half the size of the Spire itself.
But his attention was on the filly, and more specifically, the magical piece of stone that belonged to him and not to her. He was not an intelligent creature, but he certainly was possessive, and this thing he had been given... well, he liked it! The yeti let loose a demanding and powerful roar that shook all of Polaris, an icy wind spewing from its fanged jaws. Then in one swift motion, Svarog hurled a fist toward the magically charged stone piece in an attempt to grab it with no regard for the young Gembound near it.
Post-Roll
Slumber and clumsiness plagued his decision as his large knuckled fist knocked the statue piece clear across Polaris and far away from him. His face twisted into a snarl as he watched it disappear through the blizzard; then his gargantuan fists lifted and slammed heavily into the freshly piled snow, sending an explosion of it rushing into the air, the ground quaking beneath each strike. Svarog roared at his mistake, the sound deafening. This was that small black thing's fault! If she had not disturbed the magic stone, it would not be gone!
His beady eyes focused sharply to look for her in the blizzard, fists clenched in the snow; his haunches were coiled beneath him. The yeti was ready to launch himself in her direction, if he saw her.
RE: Searching for a Stone - Llamrei - Mar 23 2018
Considering how she was always on edge, Llamrei missed the owl's arrival. Perhaps it could have been its softened wing feathers, softening the sound it made, or perhaps it was the rumbling, or her being so distracted. But still, she nudged her head against the statue piece, trying to get it to move.
Suddenly, the air began to chill. She looked around, seeing the crystals seem to float and dance. And then, suddenly, clouds began to form above her. Snow began to fall, and she pranced in place, not sure what it was. It was white stuff... from the ceiling?
Soon, she had to dig in her hooves, bracing herself against the harshness of the snow fall.
Her head raised at a sudden noice, and she looked up. She shuddered in fear as a hulking shape began to appear, almost snow white in color, with a glittering gemstone, being almost half the size of the Spire. And it seemed to be looking right at her!
She froze, eyes widening, before beginning to trimble. Llamrei cringed as it suddenly roared, losing control of her bladder at the loud sound. She scrambled out of the way as it lunged for the statue piece, only to knock it flying.
For a moment, she stood, attempting to be unseen. But then, she lost the battle with her fear as it roared again, and she wheeled around, racing into the blizzard in the direction the statue piece had gone off to as fast as she could.
RE: Searching for a Stone - Talion - Mar 23 2018
Tiny white flecks began to drift down around Talion, making it hard to concentrate on the recently opened hole in the ground. Since the flurries only increased in volume and thickness, he never truly got a good look at what was coming out of the ground. All that he knew for certain was something was definitely coming out, and it was of gargantuan proportions.
A shiver wracked Talion's feathered frame as the snowfall picked up to blizzard-like conditions. How could this possibly be happening, he wondered wildly, before movement near the filly caught his eye. The owl turned his head and squinted through the curtains of falling snow, barely able to make out the hulking beast that loomed over the young equine. The roar that suddenly burst forth from it gave him an indication of where its head was though, and the fact that it was so high up scared the wits out of the Gembound.
He watched, too shocked to move, as the beast seemingly swiped at the black filly. It didn't manage to hit it though, instead knocking a stone away. It roared again, apparently mad that it had missed, and coiled for a pounce. At this point, the young equine broke away in a panic, running in the same direction the stone had flown. Talion didn't blame her at all, though he didn't see how she could possibly make it away from the beast. He, on the other talon, might be able to.
Once again, he tossed all caution to the wind, and decided to ride this wild adventure to its end. Whatever that was. He puffed out his copper-hued chest and then screeched out as loud as he possibly could,"Hey! You! Over here!" As Talion screeched, he drew his wings under him and launched into the air. He'd have to most fast if the thing actually noticed him.
RE: Searching for a Stone - Aurora - Mar 31 2018
Aurora was wandering through Polaris. Exploring. Searching for something, though what, she did not know. For now, she'd continue to wander aimlessly. Watching the lights. Enjoying being alone. Her first meeting with another Gembound wasn't the best, and it made the feline skeptical of others. She didn't want to meet others to soon, and she wouldn't let her guard down either.
However, when she heard the roar in the distance and the screeching of another Gembound, she couldn't help but feel the need to investigate. Even if it was dangerous. Aurora couldn't leave the Gembound yelling to die. Or whatever would happen to it. She took off at a sprint, running towards the sound of the roar.
Upon arrival, Aurora saw white fluffy things float from the ceiling, blanketing the floor in cold stuff. She didn't like it, but what could she do about it? The white stuff came down faster and thicker, making it hard to see what was going on. All the cat could see was a giant silhouette of a creature, swiping at something small that was running.
Aurora watched as something flew through the air away from the two creatures. What was it? She wanted to know. But the snow was too thick to see where it went. Adn it seemed like something else in the air was after it too.
But it wouldn't get to it if Aurora had anything to do about it. Sniffing and searching, she looked as hard as she could. But she couldn't find it.
No, I think it looked a little better on me
Tags: @Llamrei @Talion
Notes: here
________________
RE: Searching for a Stone - Game Master CJ - Mar 31 2018
The filly's black shape was easy to spot against the snow but the yeti's vision was not that of an eagle's, and he lost quickly in the blizzard's winds. Easy to spot again, he readied himself to launch her way before a screeching sound distracted him. His eyes darted to the side to find the source, pointed ears twitching at the strange shrill hooting. It was a fly!? What was this small flitting thing that darting through the air and yelled at him!? Insulted that a bug would dare demand his attention in such a way, he slung a heavy fistful of snow into the air.
post-roll edit (oh no)
He had already been crouched in the snow, knuckles hidden within the fresh powder. The attack was sneaky and fast, and his aim happened to be a lucky shot. If the bug happened to fall due to the hit, the yeti was interested in lumbering over to find the pest—because, how dare it! And, what had it been!
post-roll edit (oh no)
He had already been crouched in the snow, knuckles hidden within the fresh powder. The attack was sneaky and fast, and his aim happened to be a lucky shot. If the bug happened to fall due to the hit, the yeti was interested in lumbering over to find the pest—because, how dare it! And, what had it been!
RE: Searching for a Stone - Talion - Apr 03 2018
Talion had no sooner found an updraft, and was looking over his shoulder, whenever he was struck. He couldn't say exactly what hit him, but he felt a cold wetness seeping into his feathers as he fell.
The impact of hitting the hard-packed dirt of the cavern floor nearly knocked the breath out of the owl. Talion gasped for air as his thoughts reeled. Why was he on the ground? Oh yeah, he'd been hit by something. What had hit him? He didn't know, but he did remember there was a beast. And he was faintly aware of the ground vibrating beneath his crumpled form, as if something large were approaching.
"Ungh," Talion groaned, already feeling soreness setting in. The beast was getting closer though, he was certain of it. Mainly because the owl could feel its hot breath warming the air above him as he struggled to get up. His talons scrapped uselessly on the fresh coat of snow that was covering the floor though. He was too disoriented to think straight, much less get up in a hurry under pressure and unfamiliar conditions.
@Llamrei @Aurora
RE: Searching for a Stone - Llamrei - Apr 04 2018
Llamrei ran, and ran, and ran. She was terrified, and wanted to get as far away as possible. And yet, and yet, she felt as though she were doing something very, very wrong.
And then there was a voice.
The filly wheeled around, seeing something black darting through the whiteness. Her ears flattened back with horror as the monster threw a something at the black thing, knocking it to the ground. She spooked, dancing a few paces to the side, before wheeling and running back in the direction of the monster. The filly drew a careful circle around the fallen thing, wanting to draw the monster's attention far away from it. Rearing up, she yelled
Looking around, she focused on a rather large rock, feeling her growing horn of a Gem beginning to tingle with magick. Her head turned to follow the rock's arc through the air, aimed at the monster's head.
@Aurora
RE: Searching for a Stone - Aurora - Apr 04 2018
Aurora hadn't found the thing, but she hadn't given up hope yet either. She wanted to help the others too, but then again, she didn't wanna get hurt. She was still sore after her and Reseda's fight. Oh, how she hated that lizard.
The housecat sniffed again, searching for a trace of the thing. She didn't know what it'd smell like, but she knew it wouldn't smell the same a the cold stuff. And soon enough, she picked up on a scent. Aurora dug through the snow, her paws growing numb from the cold. And there it was, a long piece of weird smelling thing. Like old, and dirt. No, not dirt. Clay. But now it was hers, 'cause she found it.
The cat turned to stalk off, the stone in her jaws, but she stopped. Clearly, everyone was fighting over the stone thingy. Maybe if she let them know she had it, then they would stop. Aurora spit the piece out and looked over her shoulder.
No, I think it looked a little better on me
Tags: @Talion
Notes: here
________________
RE: Searching for a Stone - Game Master CJ - Apr 10 2018
The yeti could not reach its prize in time before the previous black woosh darted back through the snow, shouting at him; he roared toward her, icy breath cascading from his jaws in a sweeping wind. His attention again returned to her, attempting to lurch at her before something clonked him on the side of the head. Svarog howled at the suddenness of the attack, the pain radiating from his temple and through his thick skull. Cradling his head in a large knuckled hand, the yeti growled lowly, rubbing the impact site.
Unfortunately, whatever the kitten had found was not the statue piece; the statue piece was larger and heavier than the kitten, so whatever young Aurora had carried was not the missing tail.
Unfortunately, whatever the kitten had found was not the statue piece; the statue piece was larger and heavier than the kitten, so whatever young Aurora had carried was not the missing tail.
@talion @llamrei @aurora