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Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

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What is the truth behind the world of Altaea?

6,078 readers have visited Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients since Mr D created it.

Introduction

There are myths, rarely heard now, that tell of a time when one man ruled the world. It was a time when mortal men worked miracles and great beasts roamed the world. It was a time of great prosperity. A paradise on earth, so they say. It was the Golden Age.

But all things come to an end. Though history does not record the fall of its great civilisation, its repercussions are still being felt today. History became as myth, and the world was plunged into the Age of Darkness.

Now, in the Age of Discovery history is about to repeat itself.

(This RP takes place in the world of Altaea.)

Toggle Rules

  • Typical forum rules apply. No Godmoding/explicit romance etc. You should know this by now.
  • In the interests of progression and maintaining consistency as GM my word is law and all judgements are final.
  • Character death is a possibility. If you don't want your character to die don't do stupid things.
  • Magic is rare in Altaea. I will limit the amount of magic users in the RP according to my discretion.
  • Feel free to introduce new NPCs, antagonists and side plots.

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30/30
Characterization: Advanced Plot: Advanced Depth: Advanced Style: Advanced Mechanics: Advanced Overall: Advanced
Music wrote:I would give this RP such a high rating even if I hadn't participated in it. You all have done a great job of both developing your characters spectacularly as well as portraying them in such a way. The plot is character-driven, but, at the same time, that makes it all the better. It allows characters to truly behave as they would in reality, rather than following a script. In addition, the options presented to the RPers in the OOC help move the story forward. The setting is well-developed and important to the characters and the overall experience. Meanwhile, posts are filled with interesting style and proper mechanics. The one piece of advice I could give is to break up longer paragraphs into shorter segments so that readers don't look at it and immediately stop trying to read under the 'tl;dr' mentality. All in all, an excellent RP, and I would highly encourage anyone who loves fantasy RPs to ask about application!

28/30
Characterization: Advanced Plot: Advanced Depth: Advanced Style: Advanced Mechanics: Proficient Overall: Advanced
Tiko wrote:I found this RP to be quite well written. The posts were thoughtful, well done and assisted in furthering the story as a group. The characters themselves were well designed, providing insight into them as individuals, and they had distinct and identifiable personalities without dragging the story down. The plot is eye catching and serves to hook both the players and the readers in without revealing too much too early. The lack of full information leaves a reader or a player wanting to find out what happens next, and keeps the story moving forward. It creates depth and levels of information that you have to explore to discover. The included wiki provided plenty of background information into the world that was a nice added touch that assists readers in understanding what's going on, as well as provides information for players to build off from. The only thing I didn't give a max rating to was mechanics. While the posts very well done, and cleanly written, there were [i]many[/i] spelling errors that simply running posts through a spellchecker would have caught. Overall though, I found this RP to be very enjoyable to read through, even though I myself am not a player. It has a lot of promise, and I hope to see it continue to be a successful game for all involved.

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The woman fixed Jack with an icy glare.

"How like a pirate to offer aid only to demand something in return." She said coolly. "If you were as much of a gentleman as you claim then the simple act of aiding someone in need would be enough of a reward." The sly words slipped casually from her lips as she looked at him sidelong with a shrug. "Besides, had it not been for your 'help' I wouldn't be in this situation in the first place." She tilted her head with a smirk of satisfaction. "But..." She looked away, her lips into a contemplative frown. "You are right. I have been ill mannered." She raised her hands to her hood, drawing it carefully back over her head to reveal a mane of long, flowing hair that cascaded down to the small of her back. The woman was possessed of a fey prettiness, with high, round cheeks, a gently rounded jaw and a small mouth with full, pink lips. Sharp looking eyes of gold peered out from under a fringe of pale green hair the shade of sun lightened grass. A silken scarf was wrapped around her slender neck, revealing only a hint of the delicate collar bones beneath. She had an expression of serene calm and she extended a hand to Jack and the others in turn.

"My name is Eria Milliuelle." She offered. "A pleasure to meet you all." She said wryly, offering a short curtsy and a nod of the head. Unhurriedly she sauntered over to Erdu, once more looking at him with an unnerving intensity. "You do not lie. You are indeed as skilled as you claim." Her mouth curved into a slight smile and her eyes softened as she took a step back, her posture more relaxed now. "So will you still accept my offer? Knowing now the danger that it poses?" Her expression said that she already knew what his answer would be.

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[OOC: a VERY unusually short post for me. I hope to chime in again after others post soon. Sorry I don't have more to offer at the moment]


As Erdu observed the captain's glance and accompanying frown, his mind receded from its tower of keen awareness, the world around him returning to his awareness like a crashing wave. Walking quickly to his clothes, he began to dress himself as the captain questioned the woman in gray. It was only when she had come to stand near him that Erdu looked up from the floor.


Erdu paused for a moment, letting the question hang in the air as he confirmed that his suspicions were not just the product of residual paranoia as his blood resumed a normal flow. "I can not answer your request at this time," he said as he slid his arms through the white shirt, covering his blade securely in its sheath and the hand-mark on his chest which still pulsed with a soft warmth.

"I may have called a storm upon myself that others should not be made to bear.......though nothing yet is clear." As he picked up his tunic and outer coat he made the only response that he could. "There is much I must consider in meditation. I will continue in your company until such time as I have an answer that I may give, but that is the most I can offer."

With a small bow to to woman in gray, Erdu turned to the captain as he donned the remainder of his clothing. "Captain, what is your next move? I am with you at least that far."

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Jack watched the woman emotionlessly as she rebutted him:
"How like a pirate to offer aid only to demand something in return. If you were as much of a gentleman as you claim then the simple act of aiding someone in need would be enough of a reward." He offered a polite bow, and replied:

"I feel obliged to point out that your power of observation fails you, my lady, for that is exactly what I and our friends have done since we first left that bar a while ago. Forgive my rudeness, but I would also like to point out that a touch of humbleness would do your fine self a great deal of good."

After her introduction, Jack turned to Erdu, who addressed him:
"Captain, what is your next move? I am with you at least that far." Jack smiled slightly as Vinsces stepped up to them, beating his gigantic chest with a burly laugh.
"As be I, little brother. You're not going anywhere without the immortal Vinsces the Spearwielder! Bwahahahaha!"

Jack Highwind chuckled dryly.
"Thank you, friends." He looked at Erdu. "As for my next move, friend, I came to town in order to secure supplies, which is something I must do before we leave. After this, my intentions are to travel north for a while yet, by means of my beloved Batavian, in order to acquire tinderstone, a particularly powerful fuel for an airship such as my beloved lady, and one exquisitely difficult to acquire. The northern lands are the best places to search for it, however, and so it is there that my path must take me. It would do me great pleasure if I were allowed to share this journey with you, my friends." He looked at Erdu, Vinsces, and Jade in turn as he said it, and then, his eyes drifted to Eria, as he added:

"While I feel pressed counting my lady among friends, you are, of course, also welcome onboard the Batavian, should you wish to. I dare say few men of the lot that seem to hold a grudge against you, would be able to reach you among the clouds." He held out his hands, and added: "These are my plans. However, they are always flexible, and liable for change, should there be a need for such. My crew are more than capable of taking care of themselves, and I shall not be afraid to leave them to it for the sake of adventure and glory." He bowed as he finished talking.

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Eria shrugged with weary resignation at Jack's retort whilst Erdu explained himself. She looked at him with that same, calm expression of certainty.

"I understand. But the offer remains should you wish to take it." And with that she stood aside quietly, waiting for the others in the group to come to their decision. And when Jack finally spoke to her she replied with a smile. "Sir, I shall accept your invitation most humbly." She curtsied again, dipping her head. The words were tinged with a playful sarcasm as she submitted to his judgement of her. "And what of the rest of you? My offer stands open to you also. Though I had my misgivings, you have proven that you would be more than capable of protecting me." There was movement underneath her cloak and soon a white garbed hand emerged from its folds clutching a small coin purse. "Of course you would not go unrewarded."

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"I just..." Jade began, but the moment of wit was lost, and she just shook her head absently. She was pale, and her eyes were glassy with the euphoric buzz of unsupressed power that was still surging through her. She was glad for her scarf, since it hid the trickle of blood that was seeping from her nose. Dust was perpetually unsettled at her feet, and the loose gravel shook across the ground idly about her for several yards. It was like relapsing on a drug you once shook the addiction to: the first trip was always the harshest because you took too much. It had been a while since she'd last used her powers so explosively, and since her display had been recieved as largely commonplace, instead of with shrieks of fear and loathing and calling of the guard, she decided that concealing her powers was less of a matter of survival, and it would probably be okay to practice so it wouldn't take such a toll on her in other times of need.

Jade just nodded in agreement when they talked at her, hearing, but not really perceiving the information. Their words were like muffled ideas, and with her head buzzing so loudly it was all she could do to stay on her feet. She didn't bother to hide her shaking hands, since she couldn't feel them shaking, and just waited for them to start moving. The safest thing for her at the moment would just be to follow them.

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Eria laid a hand on Jade's forehead, gazing deep into the girl's unbroken green eyes with her own. Those golden eyes seemed curiously deep at first glance, made only more frighteningly so on closer inspection. Even in the context of her youthful face they seemed so old, and their intensity was breathtaking. She let her hand drift down to stroke Jade's cheek reassuringly.

"Are you alright?" She asked, taking the girl's hands in her own and holding her close like a mother comforting her child. "Be still, child." She said soothingly. "It will be over soon. It was a brave thing you did." She could feel the girl's trembling shaking her body like wracking sobs. She cradled Jade's head softly, knowing that she needed to be treated gently. "Tell me." She whispered. "Where did you learn to do such a thing?" Eria brushed a stray hair of platinum from Jade's whitening face and bid her to kneel on the floor. As she did so the woman spared a brief glance up at the darkened recesses of the warehouse's ceiling, almost as though aware of some presence hidden within.

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Jack's eyes were drawn to Jade when she started to look pale and stumble. A frown appeared on his forehead. As the grey woman approached, he soon followed suit, listening to the woman speak. When she finished, he made an offer: "I would suggest that we take the dear lady to the Batavian, and quickly so. There, she can rest up safely." He looked around, all the while offering a supportive arm to Jade: "...not to mention, naturally, our welcome in this beautiful town have been less tham warm. It would be prudent to make a subtle exit as soon as possible." He looked at Jade: "My lady, if you will, might I offer you some support?"

Vinsces swung his spear around all the while his eyes wandered the surroundings. His joking attitude was all but gone. There was no room for it at the time. They were still in danger, even with the enemies disposed of and fled. The giant spoke, uncharacteristically calmly and intelligently; "I agree with the little brother." He said. "We best be on our way, wherever we're going, before more of the townsfolks come to cause trouble. We can only make so much trouble before the entire city turns against us."

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That wasn't good. The cunning woman thrummed on Inali's senses even without trying to listen, like the roaring of a winter storm. To Inali's eye she didn't glow with power, she sparked with it like bottled lightning hungry for an outlet. Inali had slipped inside and further down the wall while keeping to the shadows and carefully clutching her pack to minimise sound. Staff held in the other hand, she listened to the conversation with half an ear, her body almost aching in sympathy with the cunning woman. Humans weren't meant to hold so much magic, and she couldn't let go of it in one burst here. This would need control and that was something the blonde didn't have.

Eria looked up, and her eyes connected with the young Jensi. It was only a moment but she nearly fell off the wall in shock. That girl child was gods touched, or near enough to it as made no difference. She'd either die young or live forever. Gods in your life never bode well. The old child turned her attention back to the cunning woman as if Inali didn't exist.

Only a moment, but long enough to tell Inali what she needed to do. Live up to her name, Black Fox Learning. She moved down the wall to the ground as quickly and quietly as she could. If they needed to get to their ship unobtrusively and the woman was still powersick, she needed to help. On the ground she quickly checked her clothing was righted, her tentacles tucked in tight. She'd once described the sensation to somebody as trying to walk on your knees everywhere. She didn't know quite what it was like to have knees, but figured that it would be about as awkward feeling.

Then she softly coughed, Eria had no reaction at all.
"Your friend is power-sick. She's holding too much in, and if she lets it go she'll level the street. I think I can help her." She kept her free hand loose by her side, palm showing, her chin tucked in to display her eyes as being larger in her face like a child. The end of her staff was in the dirt, her hand only loosely holding it. Everything about her said non aggressive and undefensive. Inali listened to the woman's power as she waited for a reply.

The power was like a restless child. It wanted to move, to shake, to roll. Roll. If she could direct it through herself as a control she could release it in a gentle, large wave. Everything would move about her forearm's length upwards, and then back down. If she were careful she could have it done in a minute, half the population not even noticing, writing it off as imagination, or assuming it was one of the small shakes that hit Northwall on occasion. But only if the woman's acquaintances allowed her and Inali did it right. If she could help the woman hold on to her power, she could even do it beyond the gate if they moved quick enough.

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Jade flinched when Eria touched her forehead, as though she hadn't seen her moving at first, and it sent a crack suddenly splintering through the mortar between the bricks of the building next to them. They were all looking at her and she couldn't figure out why at first. She brought her shaking hands up and looked at them for a long moment and flexed them a few times, trying to make them stop. Eria moved to look into her eyes, and their gazes locked. Jade could not look away, and she felt as though everyone else was fading away into the background. She heard her speak through the buzz and her voice rang through like a drop of water echoing through an empty cave. Concern, curiosity, and not just from her, she could feel it coming from everyone. Was she alright? She didn't know... usually this sensation passed fairly quickly but she also usually "stretched" her powers before throwing them about so energetically. She found herself on her knees, with her head cradled in the strange woman's arms without a clear understanding of how exactly she arrived there, and then Eria was asking how she learned to do what she did.

"Other Al Mayin call us 'mystics,'" she began slowly, thinking hard about it and letting everything she knew spill forth as though she were in some kind of trance. Images were easy, and in her state, likely everyone within proximity was seeing them, but they were distorted... stylized, almost cartoonish as if seen from the perspective of a child: A brute of a man with green eyes and a flowing crimson scarf standing guard over their caravan, lifting boulders with his mind and hurling them at encroaching bandits and mercenaries. "Amongst our people, it's common... nearly one in three has some kind of ability, from visions to calling down thunder..." she continued, with the images continuing as well as she thought about it, flicking through the kinds of things she remembered seeing: people throwing fire from their fingertips, or calling down lightning from the sky, or in a dreamlike state. The people performing the powers changed, but the crimson scarf was always the same.

"My father was a mystic, but he was caught by one of the hunter-killer teams: the "Quads" the governments of Sarife and Kishar send after the Al Mayin, so I was left to figure things out largely on my own. I can move things... rocks, crates, people... but that is like trying to pick up a single grain of sand in the desert. Moving and shaping energy is easier. I have a very basic understanding of how it works... push, pull, crush, cut... getting much more creative than that is very difficult, and it's always coming out, so to avoid attracting the attention of the Quads I learned how to hold it inside. I must have overextended myself, which makes it hard to hold everything down. It usually passes after a minute, but I've never 'pushed' so hard without preparing myself first."

The images went away abruptly, and she was suddenly focused on Inali. Her entire body tensed up like a coiled spring, and she became still with lethal intent as she was approached. Jade could see her speaking, but it didn't ring through the buzz like Eria's voice. She watched the woman speak and didn't need to concentrate to feel that her words were genuine, even though she couldn't really tell what exactly Inali was saying. Jade just watched her for a long moment, and then the tension in her shoulders relaxed and her hands began to shake again.

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Thought the recent experience had profoundly flooded his mind with questions, Erdu sensed a greater need. Shaking his thoughts free with the same vigor that a dog would dry himself, Erdu released his cares and fully took in the scene before him. The air vibrated with power; the same power, he sensed, that had come between himself and the giant. The sensation was so fine that is was unlikely any of those nearby could perceive it, but it was as palpable to Erdu as a breeze against the skin. And it was growing in intensity.

Moving quietly behind the tall blond woman, Erdu hesitated a moment. He was unsure what this other woman with the staff had intended, but she stood prepared as if she was readying for some difficulty. Though he knew nothing of this type of power, it was clear this woman thought she could help, casting Erdu into action regardless of cost.


Placing the first two fingers from each of his hands near the woman's temple, Erdu paused long enough to speak softly in her ear. It was enough to violate clan law, there was no reason to do so without warning.

"What I am about to do," he spoke softly but clearly in the blond woman's ear, "will help you. Try to breathe as steadily as you can and let your mind float free like a flower upon the water." Looking up at the woman with the staff, he added directly "I trust you can do the rest."



Placing the fingers on her skin at the temples, Erdu took a deep breath and began. Stretching his mind into a place between meditation and focus, he resonated a tone from deep in his belly. Feeling the energy build from within, he directed it down his arms, through his fingers, and into the woman's mind. If she did not resist, she would be inextricably drawn into a place of mental void. In such a state, the woman would be near helpless to resist any suggestion his mind could conjure. It was for this very reason that he was forbidden to use this technique on any person outside of the clan. Yet the power that had building from this woman was fighting for some release and it would find it one way or another. With her mind removed from the equation, the woman with the staff would be free to draw the power safely from her, or such was Erdu's hope as he emptied the last of his own mind to ensure he did not mistakenly seize control of her mind.

As the single tone he chanted harmoniously resonated with the vibrations her power was creating, Erdu allowed a single thought to come into an isolated existence on this place that now bridged their minds.

"Calm"

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Jade felt Erdu behind her, but his intention was unclear and she didn't really trust him to begin with. His voice was suddenly in her ear, and she could make out what he was saying with a great effort. She didn't want him to do anything, but she couldn't shove him away: she couldn't match him in physical strength like she was, and if she pushed him with her power, it might get away from her. In ordinary circumstances she might have done it anyway and risked losing control and obliterating a large portion of the town, but there was something about Eria that made her not want to do it. Jade could feel that she had a higher purpose and that she mustn't interfere with it... in fact she felt compelled to assist in whatever way she could. Plus Vinsces was endearing in a sort of buffoonish manner... he'd probably survive, though.

Jade shook the haunting feeling of deja-vu and tensed as she felt Erdu's fingertips on her temple as though she would turn and strike him... and if she felt anything going astray she might. She felt, more than heard Erdu's tone pulse through her mind and felt her mind relaxing, like she might succumb to the void and enter a trance-like state. Something compelled her to fight it with everything she had, and she struggled for what seemed like an eternity, but resisting the draw was like trying to refrain from breathing. Her mental turmoil shook the ground at her feet, but she couldn't hang on. Her grasp slipped, and she snapped into the mental void, became perfectly relaxed, and slowly closed her eyes. The power roiling about within her seemed to still for a long moment, harmonizing contentedly with Erdu's tone... long enough for the Jensin to approach her at least.

Something else began to happen, however, and Erdu would be in the best position to sense it. A second tone originated from deep in her breast and began to harmonize with Erdu. The tone of an old soul reaching out and stretching, as if awakening from a long sleep. Jade's eyes snapped open and flashed with energy, and the air about her buzzed fiercely with power through the harmony of tones. The mortar between the stones at her feet cracked and shattered, and the cobblestones about her were shaken free and moved about liberally, like chess pieces on a vibrating board. When she spoke, it was like the voice of a thousand whispers cutting through the chaos.

"If thou openest not the gate to let me enter, we will break the door, we will wrench the lock, we will smash the door-posts, we will force the doors. We will bring up the dead to eat the living. And the dead will outnumber the living. Blood... We cry for blood," she finished, and as she spoke, tears of blood spilled forth from her eyes.

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Eria stared in mute horror as Jade spoke in a voice that was not her own. The cold jaws of terror gripped her and Eria felt her chest tighten and her skin grew cold as the colour drained from her face. She mouthed an oath, her eyes wide in shock and her hands trembling as she brushed Jade's crimson tears, leaving a smear of red stained across the girl's bronze skin.

"Who-" She stuttered, trying to find the courage to speak. "Who are you?" She asked, swallowing hard. She felt her mouth become dry and her heart was racing, she fought to look into the girl's eyes, eyes that no longer belonged to her. An aura of primal fear filled the room like dark smoke. It was impossible to listen to that voice and not feel a sense of terror. As soon as she had asked she dreaded the response. And what it might bring.

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As the woman gave into the command, Erdu sensed her mind become more at ease. Almost dormant. It was only an instant later that he sensed something else.


Though he perceived no other mind other than the two that had been connected by this temporary state of shared meditation, a presence lingered much the same as a thick fog. Yet this fog seemed alive with a dark power beyond anything he had ever encountered. The sensation was similar to that of being under the gaze of those eyes that burned into him as he floated somewhere between life and death, but at the same time altogether different.

Feeling thick drops of sweat bead on his forehead, Erdu mustered his strength to maintain the link and keep all thoughts of himself and this brooding fear at bay. "Calm" he pressed again with his mind, strengthening the link under this new pressure. The strain was increasing, and though separation at this point would bring great pain, he feared what might come if the link were undone. There would be only a little time left before he would be unable to maintain the connection and be forcibly separated. He hoped that, for the woman who had so recently joined them, it would be enough.

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Inali considered the shaven man with new respect. What he was beginning to work was beyond her powers, attuning the cunning woman's mind to his to prevent it from damage or reflexive action. Inali put down her staff, pulling a wrapped stick the size and shape of her biggest finger from her bag along with some carved stone necklaces. Removing the covering from the stick of chalky substance, she used it to quickly draw the signs for control and direction on the backs of her hands. Leaving the stick sitting on its cloth next to her satchel and dropping the stones over her head, she moved to in the side of the woman as the shaven man moved behind her.

She was already Listening to the woman's power, treating it as seperate to the woman herself for now. When the shaven man spoke to her,

"I trust you can do the rest." she nodded but didn't hear his words, only his meaning. Sitting down in an approximation of kneeling to the side of the woman and out of Eria's way Inali lifted her arms to take shaky hands in hers. She first dropped into her own mind, weaving the threads of her aids, strength, sense of self, healing, balance, direction into the web of her being. Then she reached to the earth. It wasn't hard to find.

It was everywhere, a solid and comforting presence underneath, holding everything in its embrace. She spoke to it, letting it know what she wanted. A place to safely bury something, a sanctuary. There was little the earth couldn't hold, those powers being beyond the weilding of mere mortals and immortals alike. It agreed, patient and steady. It was waiting to accept what she would give it through the eternal web. Holding that thread carefully, she gathered it up into a thick bundle.

Outside of Inali's awareness, her eyes were half lidded, her back straight. Her eyes had shifted from amber to gold, a very faint shine to them. The marks on the backs of her hands began a faint glow, but didn't get any brighter as her breath evened out to nearly imperceptible. Not four breaths had gone.

Within her mind, she reached out to the seething mass of power overloading the woman's web. There was no trace of the woman herself, the shaven man's mind was somewhere else as well. She'd trust that her mind was safe. She then whispered to the power. I have a way out, this way, through here, through me. Inali felt a faint recognition that this would probably hurt like a bitch. She was right. But first something else sparked and rumbled. There was a voice but Inali didn't hear the words. She felt instead. Pain, rage, old hate, and under it all overwhelming sorrow. It was a warning. Inali tried to shift around it, her mind scattering in fear at the strength and will of the presence. In this state she was vulnerable to anything magical in nature. She could not lose her focus, her control. Inali could not fail her Elthsa or this woman who needed her help. She took a breath, let it go, and opened herself. Come here, through me.

The power thrust through her and for a terrifying moment it almost pushed Inali out of her own skin. It rolled around, wanting to run in all directions like an excited child in a bazaar. Then she felt the taint of the presence. It changed the power's objective. Not to roll the earth and play, but to target the buildings, crack stone and crumble mortar, bringing the city down on all the people in with the one purpose to share its suffering. Inali directed it back, feeling her sense of self sting as it was over stuffed and strained. The presence's ghost was there as well, making her feel its suffering. How had the woman not killed herself holding all this? Her only outward sign was a deeper breath while tears flowed down her cheeks before she fought it back, rooted in her sense of self.

I am Black Fox Learning. I am clever and secretive, I am good to my family and will show kindness to those who gift me the same. I am a student, I obey my Elthsa and look to see what is and what will be without judging it, only understanding.

Clear in herself she could now feel the magic firmly, the signs on the back of her hands flaring. This way. She showed it the bundles of earth. It wanted to roar into the new outlet, destroy and give its feelings to others, but Inali gripped it thoroughly, her heartbeat and breath regulating the power's movement. Roll, roll, roll like this. Feeding it into the cords, Inali let it slowly drain away in a smooth movement rather than a burst.

Around them the earth raised up about a foot and then subsided again in time to the slow and large movement Inali guided both her hands and the woman's in, showing the power how to move. Inali chased the ripple in the earth's web in all directions, keeping an eye on it. Once it got further into the port she left that part alone. Perhaps the habour would notice some unusually high waves for a couple of minutes. She followed the rest until they left the city limits, and then returned in to herself.

The glow faded from her eyes and hands though her cheeks were still wet and salty. She felt stretched thin, her insides burning like a shot of strong liquor burns the throat and she visibly sagged as she looked up at the woman. She'd sorted the power out. Had he kept the poor woman's mind safe?

Her tears were bloody. Bleeding from the eyes was never a good sign for any healer, but Inali suspected she knew the cause. Unaware that her own cheeks were tinged from blood from trying to direct the presence back into the earth, she soothed her thumbs on the backs of the woman's hands. She tilted her head further back, seeing Eria looking as frightened as she'd felt when she almost lost herself. When Inali tried to speak she simply croaked. Swallowing she tried again, her throat choked.

"Is she still there?" Inali asked, meaning the woman's mind. She blinked, concentrating on the solidity of the earth beneath her limbs and the air in and out of her lungs because that was more comfortable than the ache of her muscles.

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It locked eyes with Eria when she spoke, almost as though it were honing in on her fear, and Jade exhaled a thick cloud of mist as the temperature dropped suddenly. Her eyes radiated pain, rage, and old hate through a mask of sorrow, and it wanted her to feel it... it wanted everyone to feel its suffering. It pulled at Eria's mind with an iron grip, drawing her in until they were face to face, and there was nothing else. It showed Eria city after city reduced to smoking ruins, smashed to pieces, or blown away. There was always one figure there, and even though the identity wasn't clear, it was clear the figure was the one responsible.

"Ishtar," it slowly whispered aloud, releasing Eria's mind from its grip. "Everyone will suffer."

There was something there, though... something on the very edge of its words, as though it spoke with an ulterior motive, or that its true intentions were masked. The sensation was gone as soon as it came, and it was suddenly focused on Inali, who had begun to pull at the buildup of power in Jade and redirect it into the earth. It lashed and fought to stay in place and stared her down with an icy gaze.

"We will not go quietly," it hissed. Its power struck the street, carving deep trenches around Jade and Erdu, and the staccato beat of its fury built to a climax as Inali pulled the power through herself and into the earth. It let loose like a great wave, cresting gently over a great distance. The tension in the air was gone, and suddenly Jade was as mundane as she was when she met them. Her body went limp and she slumped into Erdu, unconscious. Warmth was returning to the air, and color flushed Jade's cheeks once again. She appeared to be still intact, but she did not wake up even when released by Erdu's trance. The street about them was carved into a large arcane circle with Jade and Erdu at its center. The runes inscribed in the stone and dirt were ancient. Old magic... dangerous magic: the kind where a blood sacrifice is not uncommon. With the entity gone, there was no power in these runes though... just ominous intent.

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His concentration was too pointed to be any longer aware of anything going on in the building, yet Erdu could tell something had happened. Like a water skin that had been punctured, he sensed the fog quickly recede along with the strain on the connection. And it was appreciated as moments before Erdu had begun to reach a level of mental strain he had not ever experienced. He was glad it was over.

In this place of joined meditation, he sensed her mind begin to fade as though it were a ghost as she lost consciousness. As his own mind pressed to seep back into the void, Erdu gave a final command before releasing the woman: Rest. They both would need it. Feeling the woman fall into his arms, he held up from touching the floor as his own knees began to buckle slightly.

Looking at no one in particular he calmly breathed a reqest, "Can you take her, I dont think I can carry her at the moment."

Erdu wiped his eyes as one of the others had taken her weight out of his hands. He could sense the strain flowing over him like echoes of a violent spasm. "We both need time to rest," he said as he slowly stood upright again. "And I think it should be someplace safe where we can stop without fear of being approached."

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"Ishtar..." Eria repeated the name in whispered tones. She mouthed the words silently again, rolling it on her tongue as she stared, frozen in horror, at the girl's eyes. But it was not Jade who returned her gaze and she felt with increasing dread the entity within watching her, and the unspeakable hatred that radiated from it like heat from a flame. A cold hatred, cultivated for countless ages, white hot in its intensity. A hatred so great she felt as though it would overwhelm her. And all of it directed at her.

The entity speaking through Jade assaulted Eria's mind with intense ferocity, bombarding her with relentless visions of carnage and suffering. She tried to scream, but no sound came. She could only stare, transfixed at the sheer darkness of the presence before her. That cracked and warped sky of red, that rain of blood and torrents of crimson, that scorched earth and crumbling skeletons of buildings and humans alike. A land devoid of all life. Only endless, maddening silence and then... nothing.

Eria threw back her head in a blood curdling scream, casting herself back to the floor in a cold sweat. She coughed through panting breaths, spots of dark earth wet with tears that flooded from her eyes against her will. It took several moments for the woman to collect herself and she rose unsteadily to her feet, gazing vacantly into the middle distance as she tried to comprehend the ramifications of what she had witnessed.

"We have to leave." She said quietly, as though finding her voice again. "Now." She commanded gravely, looking between those assembled. Her eyes glistened with welling tears. But her voice was resolute.

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Inali moved upright again, her mind scrambling as she looked over the runes now burned into the ground. She needed to record it and then think about it later. She seized her bag, dropping the rewrapped stick inside it as she pulled out her journal and the wonderful invention she'd discovered further south. It was charcoal for writing, but encased in thin soft wood that could be easily pared down to reveal the charcoal as the writer used it without staining everything else. She could trace it in ink when she had the time.

Quickly copying the runes, Inali was careful to strategically break the lines in places. The runes would be recognisable but powerless in their incomplete form. She jotted the name of the presence down. Ishtar. It made her uneasy and she vowed to find a way to communicate it back to her teacher as soon as possible. The fear was so strong she could taste it in her limbs even under her clothing and without skin contact.

Dropping it back in, she looked to the group. Most had some degree of disturbed written on their faces, except for the cunning woman who was now tranquil in her unconcious state. She tipped her chin up, looking suprisingly like a determined child as she fought to keep her voice as steady as amber eyes.

"I dunno where yer going, but I'm following her." She hung onto her staff, gripping the sturdy wood as she leaned on it, limbs tucked in tight under her generous skirt. "She's too dangerous not t' learn an' help."

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"Agreed." Jack replied to Eria's comment about leaving. His voice was silent and short, as his eyes wandered from one place to another. Vinsces already stood by the door, covering them from enemies. So far there was no sign of any, but they all knew it was but a matter of time before the entire town turned against them, considering the trouble they had caused so far during their stay. Jack's eyes, thinking about this, drifted to Eria, and he raised an eyebrow. "What say you, my lady - are you ready to board my beloved Batavian? We can make a rather hasty and yet subtle exit within half a day or less. And I have a sterling crew that will be more than able to provide us with protection until we are airborn."

He looked at Jade with a frown on his forehead.
"Not to mention, I believe the clean air of the skies will do the young lady good in her recuperation efforts. She needs rest and quiet, neither of which is to be found here. I would like to suggest we stop discussing, and execute that debated exit rather quickly." He offered with a slight bow, ending his offer of opinion.

Suddenly, Vinsces whistled at the group, and shouted as he readied his spear:
"There's someone on the rooftops! Oi, you bastard, come down here and fight like a man! Only cowards and women hide in the darkness on the rooftops!" He growled at the unknown person.

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Eria nodded to Jack.

"I need... time to think." She let out a sighing breath as she recalled the traumatic visions. It was not the images that she found most shaking, but rather the feelings that accompanied them. An endless terror and an unspeakable despair that seemed to swallow up the world. Utter hopelessness and misery of countless tortured souls crying out in pain. "Take us there." She tapped Vinsces on the shoulder. "Whoever he is, leave him. We shall be gone before long. Besides, we have more important concerns." She gestured to Jade, who was still lying sprawled on the floor. "Carry her." She said simply, heading out behind Jack with a purposeful stride.

She spared a look back at the sinister looking symbols etched onto the floor. They were smoking now and Eria felt a shiver run down her spine at the sight of that writing.

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Vinsces grinned at Eria's words, making his characteristic thumbs up.
"I like fighting, but I like the idea of seeing my little brother's airship even more!" He exclaimed. "Lead the way!"

He looked towards Jade, and took a step towards her to do as Eria had said. Before he could reach out and pick her up, however, Jack crouched next to the young woman, and, placing his far too delicate (for an air pirate at least) hands under her back and legs, picked her up in his arms. He motioned towards the door, and followed Eria, as he said: "Then we go for the Batavian. May her delicate wings bring us the safety and rest that we need."

Vinsces as the group moved outside, made a sweeping bow, having stolen that particular move from Jack, which resulted in it looking clumsy and out of character for him, towards the assailant on the roof, calling out:

"Next time, my foot will be planted in your behind, you coward!" Then, he turned around and followed Jack and Eria.

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Eria followed Jack diligently as they wove their way through the city, making pains to avoid the main streets whenever possible for fear that they would be recognised or waylaid for their new burden. She looked over at the girl, swathed in blankets in the pirate's arms. She seemed at peace now, but Eria had to wonder at the girl's condition. That had been no fever dream. No mad ramblings of a psychotic or paranoid delusion. There was malice there beyond any mortal ken. She placed a hand to the shivering girl's damp forehead.

She was surprised when, upon reaching the gate they were allowed to pass with little issue. The guards apparently more concerned with keeping the undesirables outside of the city than the wanted inside. Drawing up her hood once more Eria strode confidently past the armoured men, with their wicked, appraising grins and cruelly barbed halberds. Pressing on down the dirt road she took a deep breath, the oppressive bittersweet smell of the city filth and smog replaced by the fresh and clear scent of country air and Eria felt herself relax at last. She turned to Inali.

"You are a scholar?" She asked, though the words sounded more a statement than a question. "What is it you study that brings you to Northwall?"

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Jack looked down at the girl in his arms as he wandered the streets. He couldn't help but think about what she had said. She...was it really her? Or a demon? He had read and heard about demonic possessions in the many books in his library. But he had never before seen it with his own two eyes. The last fe hours had certainly been interesting. He had met many new friends, some of whom he wasn't even sure he could trust yet. His eyes drifted to Eria for a moment, but then refocused on the streets ahead of them once more.

They left the gates without problems. The guards seemed to look at the ladies with lecherous smiles. A killing glare from Jack and Vinsces, however, did much to make them back away, or even cower slightly. Vinsces even snarled at one of them as they walked past. None of the guards felt like attacking such a large man for just snarling, and so soon, the group were wandering down the cobbled road away from Northwall, with Jack leading them towards the place where the Batavian had been docked. His heart was excited to once more get back to his beloved skyship and sail the clouds, and with new and interesting comrades, no less. Jack Highwind loved the experience of meeting new people almost as much as he loved sailing the skies.

Soon, Jack diverted from the road, and began to make his way through the forest. Soon, they reached a large glade, and Jack stopped dead in his tracks.

Dusk was quickly approaching, bathing the beautiful green woodlands in a beautiful, golden-orange hue. And, surrounded by the golden rays of the sun, in the center of the glade was as beautiful as it was strange a contraption. It took the form of a large ship, similar to a frigate, complete with strangely shaped sails, and escorted by pipes and tubes on the ship's black-tarred wooden hull. On the top of the central spar keeping the largest of the sails up, was a flag, fluttering in the wind of the fading day. The red flag depicted a skull and crossed bones, with the wind sweeping past behind the cranium. On the hull of the ship was written in cursive golden letters the name of the vessel - "the Batavian".

Jack took a deep breath as he spoke with a voice teaming with respect and outright love:
"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you my home, my queen, and my soul, the Batavian Airship."

He stepped forward, letting out a whistle as he approached the ship. A head appeared along the railing, but quickly disappeared again as a shout echoed in the evening: "The Captain's back! He's brought company!" Soon, the murmur of voices multiplied on the ship's deck above them, and finally, the face of another man appeared over the railing. It was a young man, only slightly older than Jack himself, with an unusually pretty face, and long, flowing black hair reaching down to his back. He wore a large golden ring in his left ear, and was dressed in a puffy white shirt, with a red vest and a red cravatte around his neck. A broad and friendly smile, the last thing one would expect from a pirate, played on his lips.

"I see you brought friends, Captain! I thought you took a bit longer than usual!"

Jack smiled as he replied:
"My apologies, Mr Arrow. We ran into some trouble along the way." Jack turned to his comrades, and said: "Let me introduce you, friends, to my first mate, Nathaniel Arrow. He's a sterling man, and a finer sailor, you will not find."

"Please, call me Nate!" The first mate grinned from his high-perched position on the deck. "Any friend of Captain Highwind is a friend of mine and the crew's!" He turned his head and shouted to someone: "Bosun! Don't just stand there - throw down a rope ladder, and be quick about it! We can't leave the Captain and his friends standing down there!" A crew member quickly followed the orders, and a rope ladder came falling down from the deck.

Jack quickly stepped up to and ascended the rope ladder first of all, with surprising agility considering the lady he held in his arms, and soon stepped onboard. After him followed Vinsces. The giant quickly earned the respect of the entire crew. While the rest of the group ascended the rope ladder, Arrow looked at his captain, and the woman in his arms. Recognizing her, he nearly dropped his jaw, but Jack said:

"She's exhausted and need rest. Put her in my cabin, and tell Mr Glasspool to take a look at her." He said as he handed over the light, unconscious girl to the bosun, a large-built, bald black man, who hurried away with her towards the Captain's quarters. Jack then turned to the rest of the group, and smiled.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I bid you welcome aboard the Batavian Airship."

Nate Arrow bowed, mimicking Jack's own gestures, as he said:
"Welcome indeed. You look like you've been through a lot today, friends." He looked at the group with a slight smile. "But no worse for the wear, or so it would seem." He added with a laugh, patting the giant Vinsces on the shoulder as he continued: "Come, let me take you to the galley. Mr Ratchet, the chef, will make you some food. You must all be hungry and tired."

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Erdu had been relieved that the journey out of Northwall had been more uneventful than the one into it. His mind was burdened by a harvest of new questions and thoughts that would require his full attention. He had remained quiet as he followed the band that had so recently formed, taking care to not speak even when the Batavian came into view.

It was an immediately perplexing contrast between what should and shouldn't be: a fine looking sailing ship in the middle of the woods where there was no sufficient water. And the way it floated carelessly as though it completely disregarded its own weight and the natural forces of gravity as the sails extending down into what would be the waterline fluttered with the wind. It was a marvelous sight that saddened Erdu slightly. Such a sight should be taken in the first time with wonder instead of competing for attention with the posse of troubles that currently hounded his mind.


As Erdu climbed the last bit of the ladder, being the last to ascend, he took in the layout of the deck almost thoughtlessly, acknowledging where the most advantageous locations were should a scuffle erupt. Though how such a thing would end when the vessel was far above the ground was a mystery to him. At the least, the ship would provide a wealth of opportunities for Erdu to stretch his limbs and conduct some training, as he hadn't been able to do in several weeks. But for now, there were more pressing matters at hand.


As Nate made the offer of rest and food to the others, Erdu moved in behind Jack and spoke quietly. "Captain I will plan to join you for supper, but now there are many things I must take up in meditation. Perhaps you could direct me towards one of the cargo holds or another quiet space where I can be alone with my thoughts?"

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As they left the city, the guards had almost given them trouble. Almost. Then she tasted it. A fellow had been through just before them. She'd be willing to bet there may be something greasing the guardsmen's palms. Even then the pirates gave them the death eye for their slow fish eyes of the women. As they left out of the gate, Inali was at the back of the group. She looked over her shoulder at the rough city folk and their lips pursed to whistle. A tan limb slipped out from the back of her skirt and twitched at them, a warning in amber eyes. The amusement slipped off their faces and they shuffled their feet as Inali looked forwards again with a slight smile, tucking in her limbs again as she moved further up the front.

Inali was just visually checking the cunning woman without hovering over Captain Highwind when Eria spoke to her. A broad grin split her face, showing strong even teeth. "Scholar? Me? Yer joking." She pursed her lips ruefully. "I'm a student of everything really. If it's interesting at all, I learn it and record it. Of course, stuff doesn't just come to you, you have to go find it." She stretched her arms over her head, careful not to whack anyone over the head with the hardwood staff still in her hand.

Weaver but it was good to finally be able to taste grass and earth and water again. It wasn't that cities tasted bad, perse, just overwhelming. So many signals, joy, sorrow, fear, anger, all left their own impressions. Here it was simpler, clearer. Harder to keep herself bundled up though even as the magic burn started to fade. Then she saw the captains ship and stopped dead, becoming the back of the group.

"Hell's bells she's gorgeous!" Inali said to herself, eyes wide in delight. It was a ship that sailed air! How did it work? The sail would direct it of course, but how did it work without the upward push of water? Was it heavy or light? Was the essential frame lighter to allow for its life in the air? What did they do in storms, how did it go up and down, was there a limit to how high it could go? Her questions were halted by one simple thing. Rope ladders. She hated rope ladders, not least because they made her discretion difficult. She'd just have to be last up and be careful.

Once on board, she looked around appreciatively. Although she'd wanted to follow the bosun and his burden, the mention of food reminded her of just how hungry she was and also how drained. She had few reserves of power and Ishtar had drained them. She would be useless to the woman now. She didn't miss the look on Nate's face, and while Erdu had quiet words with the captain, she followed close to him. Leaning over she asked quietly, her face open curiosity and honesty. "Y'know the lady?" She'd not be surprised with a rebuff or an evasion and intended to shrug it off. There was always more than one source of information.

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Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

It saddens me to make this announcement, but it is one I suspect we all saw coming. It seems this is the end of the road for me and for Altaea on RPGateway. If I do decide to revisit the concept as an RP then it will most likely be on another site.

Farewell. It was fun while it lasted and I wish you all the best.

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Still without internet & unable to post.

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Hey fellas, anyone realised that we're one of the longest running active roleplays? (Must be a fairly loose definition of active, but hey, I count at least four people who have expressed continued interest in this. That's totally enough for the story to rock on.

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

OK. I posted at last if anyone's still around.

On top of work and training we still don't have internet here, so I'm hard pushed to find time to post. Once that's sorted though I should be able to post at least a little more regularly since I have a bit of free time in the evenings.

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

Wow that is a lot all at once! Hope getting settled in the new home and new job is going well.

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

Sorry I haven't replied in a while. Everything suddenly came at once (moving, new job etc) so I've barelyhad time to sit down and write a post. (Then again I don't think anyone here is expecting break neck pace from this RP by now.)

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

After thinking about it, I have decided to modify my last post such that it reflects my departure. I just figure there is no point breaking up the current flow of things with a departure post at this point. So go back and read my last post, which is on pg 15 of the ic thread, if you want.

I was going to be ducking out anyway, Im just making that much much sooner than later. I have enjoyed running with all of you and will look forward to future runs in the Altaea universe or elsewhere.

Thanks

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

Ah yes, now I see it. Derp. Hrm. I kinda really want Inali to sweep in there and crush the man with her ability to feel the world and magic in particular (Dude, you don't even have a scrap of the power needed for using that scroll, why so pissy about finding it.) But then again I want to keep her seperate for now and capable of doing her own little heebyjeebies without creeping out the party.

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

Hmm, no. I can still see it. It's on the last page now since the site switch around. In case you weren't aware of the new format.

I've been waiting for Xian to post in the meantime. But I might have to just jump in when I get back from work.

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

I'm certain that the latest chunk of story is missing, where Inali's followed Eria and co down to the unsorted collection and some grumpy scholar's showed up and given Onatha a terrible scare. o.O Or perhaps the site isn't liking my account at the moment.

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

I don't think so. Which ones are you talking about?

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

Have some of the posts gone missing from the story?

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

Well, contrary to what I told Mr. D, I have decided to jump back in here.

I have been away for a while and honestly Erdu as a character is a bit of a mystery to me. But I am determined to relearn him and get to where I can reinsert myself into this.

I imagine I will be jumping back into the followon RP as well, but one thing at a time.


Thanks

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

Xian. Good to hear you're back. We're going to need you to post soon if your character is to continue though.

Also, I'm finally able to clear the character list of all the redundant profiles. I've eliminated all our absent members. If somehow you feel your profile was deleted unfairly then PM me and we can discuss it, but given how I only deleted profiles for players who haven't posted in the last few weeks I think we should be fine.

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

I'll see if I can remember exactly what I had in mind when I wrote that in. D: Hopefully I'll have something on the board tonight, I've just been super busy these past few weeks.

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

I'm kinda patching an idea of what Ishtar was meant to be from the Wiki and what I could remember of past posts since my internet was having a spaz and wouldn't let me back track to reference anything. What I've managed to spin doctor is totally retconnable, if I've managed to goof it up.

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

Jack makes me laugh. He is like a big kid, bored and needs something shiny to entertain him.

Re: [OOC] Altaea Saga: Song of the Ancients

XianEvermor, if you can message me any particulars Inali would come across about Ishtar, that would be pretty handy. :)