Viridian Plague--Act 4: The Sleeping Queen
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Rystil Arden
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"Oops," Lyssa says weakly.
*Trayah still has the ability to fly, and so he flies up to the platform where Arylyra dissipated, looking at the faintly-glowing ice as the ice spirits circle around through the mist of the melting platform like harbingers of death...*
*And then...suddenly there is a radiant corona of blossoming light, and the motes from the ice coalesce, shimmering with beautiful radiance that disperses the mist, as Arylyra's form reconstitutes itself in all her magnificent splendour, healthy, vital, and full of energy and indescribable beauty, no hand missing any longer.*
(OOC: Did I have you with that one?
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*Arylyra smiles, a smile full of limitless compassion, and her light spreads out across the entire chamber. The ice all melts at once, replaced with fields of beautiful flowers, the neverending chasm below filled in with warmth and verdant growth as the light suffuses it. As the light touches the circling ice spirits, they hiss at first but then they slowly begin a startling and beautiful transformation, like butterflies emerging from a chrysalis of ice that begins to crack and fall away, leaving bright and shining fey spirits of every sort where before were only malignant spirits of cold.*
*Arylyra smiles again and looks to Trayah, his knees quaking as her gaze meets his, making it hard not to fall to his knees as his body is full of warmth, her presence overwhelming...overpowering.*
"I am reborn, Shaman, thanks to you," she speaks simply, but her voice is more beautiful and glorious than an orchestral masterpiece, "And for your bravery, I grant you one wish, and only one. Choose your boon wisely...Trayah."
*Trayah still has the ability to fly, and so he flies up to the platform where Arylyra dissipated, looking at the faintly-glowing ice as the ice spirits circle around through the mist of the melting platform like harbingers of death...*
*And then...suddenly there is a radiant corona of blossoming light, and the motes from the ice coalesce, shimmering with beautiful radiance that disperses the mist, as Arylyra's form reconstitutes itself in all her magnificent splendour, healthy, vital, and full of energy and indescribable beauty, no hand missing any longer.*
(OOC: Did I have you with that one?
)*Arylyra smiles, a smile full of limitless compassion, and her light spreads out across the entire chamber. The ice all melts at once, replaced with fields of beautiful flowers, the neverending chasm below filled in with warmth and verdant growth as the light suffuses it. As the light touches the circling ice spirits, they hiss at first but then they slowly begin a startling and beautiful transformation, like butterflies emerging from a chrysalis of ice that begins to crack and fall away, leaving bright and shining fey spirits of every sort where before were only malignant spirits of cold.*
*Arylyra smiles again and looks to Trayah, his knees quaking as her gaze meets his, making it hard not to fall to his knees as his body is full of warmth, her presence overwhelming...overpowering.*
"I am reborn, Shaman, thanks to you," she speaks simply, but her voice is more beautiful and glorious than an orchestral masterpiece, "And for your bravery, I grant you one wish, and only one. Choose your boon wisely...Trayah."
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Trayah, Lacerta Shaman
OOC: Hmm, well I could guess something was going on, but I wasn’t expecting that exactly.
“Hrrrmm, it is not a hard decision... compassionate Arylyra... as one of my guardians, Obscurity, fell in our attempt to free you. So I wish for you to return Obscurity to life and back to her normal self, if it is at all possible, as she has been altered by the darkness which now plagues our world... surely she deserves to be herself again after her noble sacrifice here.”
OOC: Hmm, well I could guess something was going on, but I wasn’t expecting that exactly.
“Hrrrmm, it is not a hard decision... compassionate Arylyra... as one of my guardians, Obscurity, fell in our attempt to free you. So I wish for you to return Obscurity to life and back to her normal self, if it is at all possible, as she has been altered by the darkness which now plagues our world... surely she deserves to be herself again after her noble sacrifice here.”
Rystil Arden
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"Hmm..." she taps her lip, "How interesting. I thought you would ask for my aid in a pact. But no matter, your wish I shall most joyfully grant."
*A warm golden glow extends from Arylyra's shining glorious form and envelops Obscurity's fallen lifeless form, the radiant aura caressing her and lifting into the air, where a shock of light flashes and she descends, completely unharmed and perfectly-formed and...alive! Even the incurable eye problems and other taint is completely purged from her body.*
(OOC: And since it was a True Res, she doesn't lose any XP either!)
*A warm golden glow extends from Arylyra's shining glorious form and envelops Obscurity's fallen lifeless form, the radiant aura caressing her and lifting into the air, where a shock of light flashes and she descends, completely unharmed and perfectly-formed and...alive! Even the incurable eye problems and other taint is completely purged from her body.*
(OOC: And since it was a True Res, she doesn't lose any XP either!)
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Trayah, Lacerta Shaman
*Trayah’s mouth opens in a toothy grin as Arylyra speaks, and widens a little further as Obscurity first floats into the air and is then revived.*
“Thank you, Arylyra,” Trayah says with a bow, “Well, while I would certainly like your aid to fight the darkness we face and would be honoured to make a pact with you, I would never think of compelling your acceptance of a pact in such a way.”
*Trayah’s mouth opens in a toothy grin as Arylyra speaks, and widens a little further as Obscurity first floats into the air and is then revived.*
“Thank you, Arylyra,” Trayah says with a bow, “Well, while I would certainly like your aid to fight the darkness we face and would be honoured to make a pact with you, I would never think of compelling your acceptance of a pact in such a way.”
Rystil Arden
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"You are welcome, and your wish has been granted. Thank you and farewell, Shaman. Good luck to you," Arylyra waves in farewell, though she remains where she is, sitting down as a soft flower-wreathed throne materialises beneath her.
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Trayah, Lacerta Shaman
“I am sorry, but that will not do, Arylyra. I came here to gain your aid in fighting the darkness which consumes the land, and to that end I would form a pact with you. What do you require of me to form such a pact?” Trayah asks, his stance and voice strong as he stands before Arylyra on her throne.
“I am sorry, but that will not do, Arylyra. I came here to gain your aid in fighting the darkness which consumes the land, and to that end I would form a pact with you. What do you require of me to form such a pact?” Trayah asks, his stance and voice strong as he stands before Arylyra on her throne.
Rystil Arden
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"I have granted your wish Shaman. You chose to restore your friend to life, a noble gesture, and now you must go and continue along your path. Farewell, and you have my blessings," Arylyra bids Trayah farewell, gesturing to the portal.
Rystil Arden
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"Wow, what a bitch" Lyssa mutters as they walk through the portal.
*When all four have entered the portal, they feel the strange twisting and wrenching feeling and then...they are back in the same place as before.*
*Arylyra hails them:*
"It is always interesting to see whether a would-be hero can make the choice between someone she cares about and the world...sometimes, she cannot have both. This time, perhaps you can, but I wanted to see which one you would pick first. In sooth, I shall grant you each a boon--that first one I shall consider to belong to Obscurity...or Rowanne if you prefer. It goes farther than it seems at first glance."
*When all four have entered the portal, they feel the strange twisting and wrenching feeling and then...they are back in the same place as before.*
*Arylyra hails them:*
"It is always interesting to see whether a would-be hero can make the choice between someone she cares about and the world...sometimes, she cannot have both. This time, perhaps you can, but I wanted to see which one you would pick first. In sooth, I shall grant you each a boon--that first one I shall consider to belong to Obscurity...or Rowanne if you prefer. It goes farther than it seems at first glance."
