The Crux of the Matter
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I think the last one though...Rystil Arden
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*The next light flashes into Vanitri as quickly as the others:*
[SBLOCK=Vanitri]Vanitri glances both ways suspiciously. No, that hadn't just been someone. Thank goodness! She breathes a sharp sigh of relief. She flips through the book carefully, occasionally glancing around to see if she can spot anything suspicious--any sign that someone might have found her here. The writing is incredible! These magical theories were way ahead of their time. Even now they would--Wait...what was that noise?![/SBLOCK]
*He comes back to himself.*
(OOC: No XP gained this time--the memories were hazy and blurred away afterwards--in case it seems weird that the XP amount retained is variable, it is based mainly on an Int check and sometimes Spellcraft or Knowledge checks.)
[SBLOCK=Vanitri]Vanitri glances both ways suspiciously. No, that hadn't just been someone. Thank goodness! She breathes a sharp sigh of relief. She flips through the book carefully, occasionally glancing around to see if she can spot anything suspicious--any sign that someone might have found her here. The writing is incredible! These magical theories were way ahead of their time. Even now they would--Wait...what was that noise?![/SBLOCK]
*He comes back to himself.*
(OOC: No XP gained this time--the memories were hazy and blurred away afterwards--in case it seems weird that the XP amount retained is variable, it is based mainly on an Int check and sometimes Spellcraft or Knowledge checks.)
Velmont
First Post
"Vanitri, I would suggest you stop that for the moment, we have no idea of what are the long term effect of having these memories touch you. Memories is what make someone what he is, so if you absorb too much of the memories here, you soul might be tainted by it. It's just a theory, but I wouldn't like to see someone here become that girl. She has been powerful and we don'T know yet who she was." tells Rinaldo.
He then explain his vision he had to Vanitri. "What have you found up to now? Also, I would like to solve Tenebrynn problem first. I don't think these balls of light are going anywhere."
He then explain his vision he had to Vanitri. "What have you found up to now? Also, I would like to solve Tenebrynn problem first. I don't think these balls of light are going anywhere."
Rystil Arden
First Post
(OOC: Ah, too bad--I even rolled high for him for the next one 
Anyway, what next troops?)
Anyway, what next troops?)
Bront
The man with the probe
"No, I recognize her, I think. She reminds me of someone I encountered at the Academy, and the experience is not unlike some of the trials," Vanitri says. "There's something about her that eludes me though..."
Vanitri will try one more time.
OOC: Doh, it may have just hit me.
Vanitri will try one more time.
OOC: Doh, it may have just hit me.
Rystil Arden
First Post
(OOC: Okay 
)
*Vanitri is lost in another sphere of light...*
[SBLOCK=Vanitri]Vanitri rushes down the corridor in stark terror, her usual composure shattered as she screams for her life. Her clothes torn and rent asunder and fallen to the ground or burnt away, her breasts heave with exertion as she pushes her body to its limits--physical exertion had never been her strong point, but neither is she sickly, and so she makes good time in her flight, as beads of sweat begin to drip across her bare flesh, as blood trickles in slow red rivulets from gashes across her lower stomach. She brushes a loose straying mass of locks aside that has crept across her vision as she runs--her hairdo was definitely not chosen intending such a thing--then again, Vanitri doesn't think anyone would expect something like this when choosing a hairdo, at least not anyone sane. Vanitri races ahead, eyes on the floor to be sure she keeps her footing, not even daring to glance back--'Goddess don't even think about looking back, girl!'--she shivers reflexively and continues running.
Gasping, crying, sobbing, she streaks down the empty halls--no one is ever in this area. No one to save her, though in some ways, she's glad that she wont...
WHUMP!
She turns the corner and slams into something soft. Looking up, she sees a concerned-looking girl with pale blue hair--how unusual, but she doesn't have time to register or process or think on the implications. She barely has time for a part of her to be resentful, embarrassed, and outraged that anyone had seen her like this--that little part of Vanitri knew full well that it was the rational part, but compared to the visceral emotional terror, it is buried as nothing, and Vanitri tries to pick herself up and flee again, but the girl takes Vanitri in her arms and hugs her, speaking soothingly
"It's okay. Shhhhh. Everything's going to be okay. You're safe now, just quiet down, and tell me what's wrong." the girl strokes Vanitri's beautiful golden hair gently and soothingly.
The rational part of Vanitri is too buried to react, but it would have been incredibly insulted by that sort of treatment--this girl is no older than Vanitri, probably younger, and even the fear sends impulses to flee, but Vanitri is in a vulnerable state right now, and she the peace of feeling safe and secure feels so good, she just lets herself calm down, slow her breathing, begin to relax...
"There, that's much better!" the girl encourages cheerfully, "Now you just...Great merciful Halina!"
Vanitri has her head buried against the girl, so she can't see what caused the exclamation or the sudden fast heartbeat she feels against her face from the other girl's chest, but Vanitri knows what it is without looking.
"Don't worry, you're still safe. I'm first in my class at Evocations. Just get behind me," the other girl instructs.
In her right mind, Vanitri probably would have realised that the girl's boast was either arrogance, a misplaced attempt to comfort Vanitri, or even if true, it still doesn't matter, as the girl is surely less competent than Vanitri herself, but Vanitri is still in flight-or-fight mode and isn't acting particularly rationally--she clings to the hope that she is safe and stands behind the girl, who draws her nexus and casts two spells in rapid succession--three magic missiles and a lightning bolt...Wait, three magic missiles and lightning bolt? Actually that is impressive, not that Vanitri specialised in Evocation mind, but...
The creature gives a wicked leer, standing completely unmarked. Vanitri should have remembered that the creature had a wicked resistance to magical spells. She had selectively blocked that, or maybe foolishly thought this girl could overcome it. She needs to get her thoughts straight, but on the other hand, doing so might distract her from the solid singular necessity of running. The creature's bat-like wings flap as it continues to leer in anticipation, darkness and flames dancing across its body as it reaches forward with talons and slashes through the other girl's robes and underclothes, ripping them apart and drawing blood as the tatters fell to the floor and began to smolder in the creature's flames, just like Vanitri's before them. Then the creature's eyes glow red and both of the girls are filled with incredible supernatural fear, screaming and running away down the hall together, as the creature cackles wickedly, enjoying the thrill and sights and sounds of the chase as much as anything.
But the creature wouldn't win today, Vanitri promises herself--even in her utter terror, there is a method in her flight. She and the unknown girl--Evoker Girl is her new interim name--she and Evoker Girl continued fleeing down passageways with the creature right behind and Vanitri in the lead, having been further down the hall to start since Evoker Girl had been trying to make a stand. Vanitri seems to be taking a fairly haphazard path, but as they turn the corner, she grabs Evoker Girl and pulls her into a cranny that she happens to know leads to a tiny extradimensional space. It was only really big enough for one, but it would probably fit two if they squeezed, and after Evoker Girl stuck her neck out for Vanitri, it was the least Vanitri could do. Besides, as the two squeeze into the tiny space and huddle against each other, shivering with terror incarnate still possessing their bodies and souls to the very core, Vanitri has to admit that she feels safer having someone else there with her, she feels better not being alone. Now all that they needed to do was pray to all the gods that the creature would pass by without noticing the secret hidden entrance to the extradimensional space--and even if it did, there wasn't enough room for it to fit, unless it had more tricks up its sleeve. They would need to hide out inside for as long as they possibly could, and they try their best, continuing to shiver uncontrollably against each other and squirming a bit to try to find a more comfortable position. What a mess!
Slowly, Vanitri's heartbeat drops, as does Evoker Girl's and her thoughts begin to become more normal, the unnaturally powerful emotions receding. Vanitri is reminded of her hatred for Enchantment magic, any magic that can make a person feel like that--she always wants to be in control of herself, since that's the only thing one can be sure she controls in this mixed-up world. Sound doesn't carry out of the extradimensional space, so if they're going to be stuck here, Vanitri decides that she might as well not call the other girl Evoker Girl--
"Hey, thanks for your help back there," Vanitri says once she is sure she can speak with her full mature equanimity while still expressing her gratitude, "Obviously I'm not normally like that, but I was under the spell of that thing's eyes and overwhelmed with terror. That was some impressive spell-slinging back there--you're definitely one of the most talented people I've met recently.
"Tell me, what's your name?" Vanitri queries--the girl may have acted condescendingly, the memory of which still nettles a bit, but Evoker Girl should no more be blamed for that than Vanitri should for her fright-induced flight.
The girl begins to move about, and Vanitri realises that they had shifted into a position where Evoker Girl's face was facing away and was a bit contorted so she couldn't talk easily with Vanitri. With only a modicum of shifting about in the cramped space, they manage to shift so that Evoker Girl can talk more easily, but while they did that, Vanitri's shoulder moving past the side of Evoker Girl's head brushed against---!
"Oh, I'm sorry. My name's Rayne. And thank you for the compliment, though fat lot of good I did us--you really saved the day with this little place. I swear I've seen you around before, but I don't think I recognised you in the midst of all the action, and it's too dark in here to see--I'm sorry, what's your name."
A pointy ear--Vanitri had spoken too soon! Well, sort of pointy. Not really sharp like an elf's and that explains why Vanitri had missed it earlier, though forgetting the light-blue hair thing was inexcusable, really. But this Rayne isn't even human at all! Still, Rayne had tried her best to help Vanitri...and yet...
"Oh, it's not your fault. I'm sure most people aren't used to meeting me in such a fashion. I..."[/SBLOCK]
*This time, he doesn't come back to the world of the conscious for a significant time.*
(OOC: But...he does gain 25 XP)
)*Vanitri is lost in another sphere of light...*
[SBLOCK=Vanitri]Vanitri rushes down the corridor in stark terror, her usual composure shattered as she screams for her life. Her clothes torn and rent asunder and fallen to the ground or burnt away, her breasts heave with exertion as she pushes her body to its limits--physical exertion had never been her strong point, but neither is she sickly, and so she makes good time in her flight, as beads of sweat begin to drip across her bare flesh, as blood trickles in slow red rivulets from gashes across her lower stomach. She brushes a loose straying mass of locks aside that has crept across her vision as she runs--her hairdo was definitely not chosen intending such a thing--then again, Vanitri doesn't think anyone would expect something like this when choosing a hairdo, at least not anyone sane. Vanitri races ahead, eyes on the floor to be sure she keeps her footing, not even daring to glance back--'Goddess don't even think about looking back, girl!'--she shivers reflexively and continues running.
Gasping, crying, sobbing, she streaks down the empty halls--no one is ever in this area. No one to save her, though in some ways, she's glad that she wont...
WHUMP!
She turns the corner and slams into something soft. Looking up, she sees a concerned-looking girl with pale blue hair--how unusual, but she doesn't have time to register or process or think on the implications. She barely has time for a part of her to be resentful, embarrassed, and outraged that anyone had seen her like this--that little part of Vanitri knew full well that it was the rational part, but compared to the visceral emotional terror, it is buried as nothing, and Vanitri tries to pick herself up and flee again, but the girl takes Vanitri in her arms and hugs her, speaking soothingly
"It's okay. Shhhhh. Everything's going to be okay. You're safe now, just quiet down, and tell me what's wrong." the girl strokes Vanitri's beautiful golden hair gently and soothingly.
The rational part of Vanitri is too buried to react, but it would have been incredibly insulted by that sort of treatment--this girl is no older than Vanitri, probably younger, and even the fear sends impulses to flee, but Vanitri is in a vulnerable state right now, and she the peace of feeling safe and secure feels so good, she just lets herself calm down, slow her breathing, begin to relax...
"There, that's much better!" the girl encourages cheerfully, "Now you just...Great merciful Halina!"
Vanitri has her head buried against the girl, so she can't see what caused the exclamation or the sudden fast heartbeat she feels against her face from the other girl's chest, but Vanitri knows what it is without looking.
"Don't worry, you're still safe. I'm first in my class at Evocations. Just get behind me," the other girl instructs.
In her right mind, Vanitri probably would have realised that the girl's boast was either arrogance, a misplaced attempt to comfort Vanitri, or even if true, it still doesn't matter, as the girl is surely less competent than Vanitri herself, but Vanitri is still in flight-or-fight mode and isn't acting particularly rationally--she clings to the hope that she is safe and stands behind the girl, who draws her nexus and casts two spells in rapid succession--three magic missiles and a lightning bolt...Wait, three magic missiles and lightning bolt? Actually that is impressive, not that Vanitri specialised in Evocation mind, but...
The creature gives a wicked leer, standing completely unmarked. Vanitri should have remembered that the creature had a wicked resistance to magical spells. She had selectively blocked that, or maybe foolishly thought this girl could overcome it. She needs to get her thoughts straight, but on the other hand, doing so might distract her from the solid singular necessity of running. The creature's bat-like wings flap as it continues to leer in anticipation, darkness and flames dancing across its body as it reaches forward with talons and slashes through the other girl's robes and underclothes, ripping them apart and drawing blood as the tatters fell to the floor and began to smolder in the creature's flames, just like Vanitri's before them. Then the creature's eyes glow red and both of the girls are filled with incredible supernatural fear, screaming and running away down the hall together, as the creature cackles wickedly, enjoying the thrill and sights and sounds of the chase as much as anything.
But the creature wouldn't win today, Vanitri promises herself--even in her utter terror, there is a method in her flight. She and the unknown girl--Evoker Girl is her new interim name--she and Evoker Girl continued fleeing down passageways with the creature right behind and Vanitri in the lead, having been further down the hall to start since Evoker Girl had been trying to make a stand. Vanitri seems to be taking a fairly haphazard path, but as they turn the corner, she grabs Evoker Girl and pulls her into a cranny that she happens to know leads to a tiny extradimensional space. It was only really big enough for one, but it would probably fit two if they squeezed, and after Evoker Girl stuck her neck out for Vanitri, it was the least Vanitri could do. Besides, as the two squeeze into the tiny space and huddle against each other, shivering with terror incarnate still possessing their bodies and souls to the very core, Vanitri has to admit that she feels safer having someone else there with her, she feels better not being alone. Now all that they needed to do was pray to all the gods that the creature would pass by without noticing the secret hidden entrance to the extradimensional space--and even if it did, there wasn't enough room for it to fit, unless it had more tricks up its sleeve. They would need to hide out inside for as long as they possibly could, and they try their best, continuing to shiver uncontrollably against each other and squirming a bit to try to find a more comfortable position. What a mess!
Slowly, Vanitri's heartbeat drops, as does Evoker Girl's and her thoughts begin to become more normal, the unnaturally powerful emotions receding. Vanitri is reminded of her hatred for Enchantment magic, any magic that can make a person feel like that--she always wants to be in control of herself, since that's the only thing one can be sure she controls in this mixed-up world. Sound doesn't carry out of the extradimensional space, so if they're going to be stuck here, Vanitri decides that she might as well not call the other girl Evoker Girl--
"Hey, thanks for your help back there," Vanitri says once she is sure she can speak with her full mature equanimity while still expressing her gratitude, "Obviously I'm not normally like that, but I was under the spell of that thing's eyes and overwhelmed with terror. That was some impressive spell-slinging back there--you're definitely one of the most talented people I've met recently.
"Tell me, what's your name?" Vanitri queries--the girl may have acted condescendingly, the memory of which still nettles a bit, but Evoker Girl should no more be blamed for that than Vanitri should for her fright-induced flight.
The girl begins to move about, and Vanitri realises that they had shifted into a position where Evoker Girl's face was facing away and was a bit contorted so she couldn't talk easily with Vanitri. With only a modicum of shifting about in the cramped space, they manage to shift so that Evoker Girl can talk more easily, but while they did that, Vanitri's shoulder moving past the side of Evoker Girl's head brushed against---!
"Oh, I'm sorry. My name's Rayne. And thank you for the compliment, though fat lot of good I did us--you really saved the day with this little place. I swear I've seen you around before, but I don't think I recognised you in the midst of all the action, and it's too dark in here to see--I'm sorry, what's your name."
A pointy ear--Vanitri had spoken too soon! Well, sort of pointy. Not really sharp like an elf's and that explains why Vanitri had missed it earlier, though forgetting the light-blue hair thing was inexcusable, really. But this Rayne isn't even human at all! Still, Rayne had tried her best to help Vanitri...and yet...
"Oh, it's not your fault. I'm sure most people aren't used to meeting me in such a fashion. I..."[/SBLOCK]
*This time, he doesn't come back to the world of the conscious for a significant time.*
(OOC: But...he does gain 25 XP)
Knight Otu
First Post
Ashnar sighs. Just my luck that this guy turns from completely depressed to cheerfully suicidal. As if it wasn't enough that Tenebrynn is effectively out of commision. Well, he may still be useful. "Seems that initial contact isn't too bad. Someone help me drag him out."
Rystil Arden
First Post
*He does come back to normal, eventually, just not for a while.*
Bront
The man with the probe
Vanitri opens his eyes as he returns to his body. "It's what I thought... or perhaps feared. These are the memories of Elayna Valsice. I am certain of it."
Vanitri approaches Hogarth and whispers to him "Watch Laynie, and make sure none of those light spheres touch her, even if you have to touch one yourself."
Vanitri will then gather the others togeather, somewhere out of earshot of Laynie. He will speak softly as well, so he's not overheard by her.
"Elayna Valsice, the most recient Dark Lord to infest the Accademy. She was a former student, one of the best in fact, and dispite a few run ins, was generaly well respected there. It's my belief that she left and headed this way, and that Laynie is related to her in some way, either as her mother, or perhaps, Laynie actualy is her.
"At the Accademy, I fought her, or at least some incarnation of her. She fled, without causing any more undue damage to the Accademy than nessessary, but she mentioned feeling connected to Laynie, and I'm fairly sure it's at least in a mother/daughter level.
"The magic she's dealing with here is Chronomancy, and Laynie has an undestanding of it as well. However, most notable magical scholars have rejected the thought of Chronomancy, likely because it's dangerous and mostly unfounded in the conventions of normal arcane magic. Now, I'm sure that this is somehow related to her, and perhaps her memories here are why she doesn't remember having a daughter. Still, she is loose, and perhaps could show up here at any time. Perhaps, getting her here will help right the chaos this place has caused, or perhaps it will involve Laynie as well. I just hope to spare Laynie of all this if I can, but I'm afraid she's as much a part of this as anything."
"I think I know why she did it too."
Vanitri approaches Hogarth and whispers to him "Watch Laynie, and make sure none of those light spheres touch her, even if you have to touch one yourself."
Vanitri will then gather the others togeather, somewhere out of earshot of Laynie. He will speak softly as well, so he's not overheard by her.
"Elayna Valsice, the most recient Dark Lord to infest the Accademy. She was a former student, one of the best in fact, and dispite a few run ins, was generaly well respected there. It's my belief that she left and headed this way, and that Laynie is related to her in some way, either as her mother, or perhaps, Laynie actualy is her.
"At the Accademy, I fought her, or at least some incarnation of her. She fled, without causing any more undue damage to the Accademy than nessessary, but she mentioned feeling connected to Laynie, and I'm fairly sure it's at least in a mother/daughter level.
"The magic she's dealing with here is Chronomancy, and Laynie has an undestanding of it as well. However, most notable magical scholars have rejected the thought of Chronomancy, likely because it's dangerous and mostly unfounded in the conventions of normal arcane magic. Now, I'm sure that this is somehow related to her, and perhaps her memories here are why she doesn't remember having a daughter. Still, she is loose, and perhaps could show up here at any time. Perhaps, getting her here will help right the chaos this place has caused, or perhaps it will involve Laynie as well. I just hope to spare Laynie of all this if I can, but I'm afraid she's as much a part of this as anything."
"I think I know why she did it too."
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Knight Otu
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Ashnar is shortly tempted by the idea of gaining some of the memories of Elayna Valsice, remembering the discussion the group had back in Orussus, but thinks better of it. "Then we all should stay clear of the library. The last thing we need is that one of us is overwhelmed by the memories of a powerful wizard and somehow becomes her. Though I fear... Anyway, you, Vanitri, are possibly the closest to that possibility with the exception to Laynie. You two know her best of our small group, if you can call it 'knowing'. This puts some of my thoughs into a new light...
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