It was too late - far too late, and Ronin felt the truth of that through more than just the lens of Roana’s imminent death. So much he had not been in time for, had not been in a fit state for, had not even been alive for. This was yet another weight to add to what he carried, and he gazed sadly at the woman he had called a good friend, who had run for General of the Storm alongside him (and they had laughed about it afterwards, back when things had seemed easy and carefree). RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you. |
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the White Knight
Age: 34 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 62 - Dext: 75 - Endr: 60 - Luck: 85 - Int: 3 SUGAR - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
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10-19-2019, 04:54 PM
the Bastion
Age: 31 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 70 - Dext: 65 - Endr: 101 - Luck: 104 - Int: 3 ORIA - Mythical - Spriggan (Ghost)
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10-19-2019, 05:00 PM
REMI
all the things we said when we were younger The proclamation of love halted Remi nearly as much as the soldier's pleas that Ronin take care of her boys as his own. But that wasn't what him bristle the most. No, no, that was the notion of fire. Of burning. It made him think of he and Ronin post-LongNight the year before, standing in the same place that months later they would be married, burning Vanya's body. But the guildmaster was right, there could be no inside pyre. Swallowing hard, his face pale save for the brilliance of his sea-glass stare and the crimson streaked across his cheeks, Remi nodded. Watching Ronin lift the ax however made something dark coil in his belly as wings sprouted wide from his sides. Vines attached to them, moss blooming beneath the wounded soldier to collect the blood that would surely flow and to block prying eyes around them from seeing. This was not a moment that needed to be remembered. Whatever animosity he felt towards Roana for her actions, he'd give her what little lasting dignity he could, that only Ronin should properly see her death. However he'd not look away either. He'd not let Ronin bear that on his own. So as the ax swung down, Remi kept his eyes trained solely on his husband. did it bend or did I break?
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission. the Archangel
Baker ✓
Age: 30 | Height: 5'6 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Stormbreak Level: 5 - Strg: 49 - Dext: 45 - Endr: 52 - Luck: 49 - Int: JYOTI - Mythical - Starwhale (Humpback)
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10-19-2019, 05:27 PM
Amalia A deeper conversation is all I want from you- A rush of relief leaves her lungs as the child grasps the staff. She wants to soften, but not until she is sure, sure, as much as it hurts. Looking at the other two, the Shield holds out her Luxere staff. "Okay. You, too."Only when - and if - the other two grab it will the baker usher the children within, taking them quickly into one of the bedrooms and inspecting them for wounds. They do not need to see what is happening outside, and neither does she. As much as her relationship with Roana has been fraught, knowledge of the woman's imminent death is painful, horrible, lingering over her head as this year's very first LongNight loss. - I want the words you're afraid to say: the lonely ones you keep hidden between the folds of your heart the Sage
Provost of the Loreseekers ✓ Soul Shepherd ✓
Portal Guardian Age: 36 | Height: 6'2" | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 12 - Strg: 30 - Dext: 45 - Endr: 38 - Luck: 42 - Int: ISUMA - Mythical - Griffin (Venomous)
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10-19-2019, 06:04 PM
The Lantern was close at hand, hooked to his belt now where it could not be left or forgotten, but he had been helping to make sandwiches in the kitchen when havoc had broken loose in the main room. By the time the lorekeeper had made his way to the source of it things were far too late. They had been too late from the moment the door had opened. He watched Amalia and Deimos take charge of the children, heard Roana's demands for death. Was this how Isla had died, her light engulfed in black tar and pain? He had no love for the former captain; indeed, there had been bad blood between them since her high-handed attempt to force her way through the Naturals to the Spire, and her confrontation with Rory. None of that mattered now. She was dying, and the only question was fast or slow, and how much pain she would feel before she finished. Remi shielded the final moment from those in the Hall, but he could not hide the sound of the axe biting home, or the silence that followed. Silence that lasted a moment, no more, before it was filled with a quiet song as Jigano stepped up beside the Alchemist and raised Soulcatcher, the wordless notes of Ludo's lullaby to lost souls reaching out into the night, calling, coaxing the spirit of the fallen captain towards the softly glowing light of a lantern that promised shelter from the dark, and a surcease from pain until Ludo could claim its wayward acolyte and take her home. the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 14 - Strg: 74 - Dext: 74 - Endr: 75 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 BELIAL - Mythical - Peryton (Blend) ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
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10-19-2019, 07:17 PM
the White Knight
Age: 34 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 62 - Dext: 75 - Endr: 60 - Luck: 85 - Int: 3 SUGAR - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
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10-20-2019, 07:12 AM
the Bastion
Age: 31 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 70 - Dext: 65 - Endr: 101 - Luck: 104 - Int: 3 ORIA - Mythical - Spriggan (Ghost)
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10-20-2019, 01:50 PM
REMI
all the things we said when we were younger Remi hardly looked up as Jigano appeared at his side, strange lantern in hand and wordless melody on his tongue. It mattered naught, especially since his trust of the bard had increased in leaps and bounds. Besides. Roana was gone, there was no disturbing her now. With a glance towards Ronin, the alchemist pulled in a breath. Vines softly rose up from the moss cradling her head back against her neck where it had been cleanly sliced through. Emmett's ax. Hadn't Roana gone to look for him too? His jaw feathered. For all the strength and metal she presented to the world, she truly did have a mother's heart beating below. The moss ran up her sides like reverse rain, sealing her in a blanket of sweet-smelling clover. Peppermint bark appeared too to hold off the smell. And finally, a firm wrapping of linen. Standing, pulling the body up with him with his magic, he mumbled something under his breath to Ronin: Roana couldn't go in the cellar least she horrifically be mistaken for food. One of the back rooms then, so he'd need Sugar to drop the temperature. This was easily enough done of course. did it bend or did I break?
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