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Kael Skye

"Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters...."

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a character in “Soulchess: A Second Awakening”, as played by legacy14

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You cannot change the winds to suit your individual needs. I don't have that problem.
- Thousand Foot Krutch | War of Change -





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| Title |
- The Gray Wind -

| Faction |
- Plenoran -

| Role |
- ♜ Plenoran Rook ♜ -

| Race |
- Demigod/Banished Deity -

| Gender |
- Male -


| Appearance | -

In his true form Kael has a slim and athletic build, standing at just under six foot with flashing white hair and piercing red eyes passed down from his father. His attire consists of black garb in tribute to the defiance he showed in the face of his father, whose color has always been white, with a splash of a red shirt under his jacket. Across his eyes sits a pair of tinted shades that cover a good portion of his face and serve to keep his eyes from drying out in the terrible winds he is able to produce. His hands are wrapped in slightly padded gloves with cut off fingertips. Casually spotting Kael is rare, but he can often be seen leaning against any random object with his gloved hands stuffed into his pockets.

During the daytime in Gardenia, Kael sheds his unmistakeable dark garb for a more subtle disguise consisting of black dress pants and a white button-down shirt over a black undershirt. The sleeves of his shirt are usually rolled up to just below his elbows to allow easier viewing of the casual watch on his arm. He styles his hair much less erratically than normal to avoid attention and also swaps out his shades for a more ordinary pair of glasses with no function. Colored contacts complete his disguise to hide his red eyes behind a blue sheen. The sharpness of his face is slightly more rounded and his hair tends to fall flatter while in this guise than it normally would in his normal form.

| Personality | -

Quite possibly one of the most sarcastic beings to ever live, Kael is also notorious for being brutally honest. He has never had any problems speaking his mind and it is said that any filter that normally exists between an individual's brain and mouth are nonexistent in Kael. Couple this with his ability to voice almost any thought that pops into his head, he can often be a pretty comical figure in the least appreciated times. The Battles of Gardenia barely peak his interest. He'd rather be a spectator and watch others duke it out than get involved himself, but is very clear in the fact that if he does get involved, anything goes. He has absolutely no qualms about fighting dirty and abolishing any 'honor code' that may arise.

Gardenia Appearance
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| Weapon(s) | - Kael doesn't use any material weapons, and instead uses his ability to manipulate wind and his own body to execute attacks with terrifying speed and power. His body is naturally much tougher than any human's, being created as a Demigod.

| Fighting Style |- Lithe and dexterous, Kael relies heavily on his speed to open weaknesses in his opponent's defense and executes acrobatic attacks with both speed and precision while being amplified by strong gusts to propel him forward or aid him in his evasion. He relies more on his ability to manipulate the wind than any actual physical strikes.

--Abilities--
Role Abilities
1) Sense presence - Can feel the spiritual presences of the other "pieces".
2) Castling - Use the crest's power to forcefully swap areas with the king. This can only be used when the king is truly in danger.
3) Detect the king - Can sense if your King is in danger.

Wind's First Born
As the first born of his world's Wind Deity, Kael's Wind Technique's are extensive and exist on a higher level than that of any of his other siblings. He is one of the strongest Wind Practitioners to ever exist in the Plane of Air and is second only to his father, who rules the Plane, in terms of skill and power. By manipulating the air currents around him, his abilities even allow him limited flight and simple levitation while he is unburdened. Further abilities he has acquired with his technique can include, but are not limited to: launching blasts of wind that act as blades, manipulate or create vortexes to create a barrier, protecting his body from physical harm, and reflecting light in order to camouflage himself.

Contract of Chosen Wind
Kael has a standing contract with the Wind Spirits of his Plane which amplifies his powers, and allows him to heal his wounds over a period of time. This, however, puts a large strain on his body due to being away from the Plane of Air for so long. These healing abilities are nearly useless in an actual battle as they take time to effectively use and Kael cannot effectively use any other Wind Techniques while doing so. Healing others with this ability is possible, but the same restrictions apply as they do to himself with the addition of losing control over his Techniques.

Air of Dark Tidings
Kael's most powerful Techniques are a product of his constant control over his emotions and regulating his Contract with the Wind Spirits to only use on himself. When Kael is brought to a rage or breaks his Contract by using his healing abilities on anyone apart from the Plane of Air, the Wind he manipulates becomes Black for a period of time and is greatly weakened due to his lack of control. The winds themselves can be unleashed at a much faster rate, but are unpredictable and can lead to injury to Kael when used.

Steel Wind
Being banished from the Plane of Air bestowed Kael with a will that transformed his soul and mind into and unbreakable will that reflects directly on the Power of his Wind Technique. Due to this, Kael is as much a part of the Wind as the Winds themselves and abilities used to manipulate him by body or mind are useless or greatly reduced depending on the strength of the user.




History-
Kael was born to one of the many Planes that made up a majority of the heavens. There were six planes in total with the highest being that of Light and lowest being that of Darkness. The elemental planes of Water, Fire, Earth, and Air were constantly at war with one another under their specific Leaders known as a Deity to the worlds below the Planes. Kael was the First Born Son of the Deity that Currently Ruled the Plane of Air and was bestowed the strength of the element where they resided. To further this, he was also granted the permission to interact, and eventually form a contract, with the Spirits that resided in the winds that held their Plane together.

The Deities who Ruled the Planes launched assaults violently on each of the others as the never ending war for control raged and the elements clashed. Kael was a constant part of the attacks and saw firsthand the depth and carnage that the war raged on both the heavens, and the mortal worlds themselves. Having been born as a higher being than his siblings and the majority of the other inhabitants of the planes, Kael was gifted with an opportunity of insight into the Plane of Water's current situation and information about the Plane of Air's greatest rival, The Plane of Fire. This was presented to him after sparing the life of one of the Daughters of the Water Deity and hearing out her plans. She believed that by joining the power of two willing Planes, they could launch a strike to wipe out one of the other Planes in one fell swoop. This could be then presented to the final Plane to either submit of face destruction as well. After the fighting was at an end, any remaining Planes would agree to a peace and live without the chaos that had become a part of their normal existence.

When Kael presented the plan to his father however, the idea was met with ridicule and Kael was severely disciplined for his actions in sparing the Daughter. It was during this time that Kael realized the war was never going to end because the Deities themselves would never allow it to. To Kael, the war would eventually rage enough to destroy the Planes themselves as well as the mortal worlds below them. Realizing this, Kael gathered his own followers and challenged his father for control of the Plane of Air.

In a terrifying display of power, Kael and his father both tore through each others' forces to pit their own winds against each other. Kael seemed to have a slight advantage when his own forces, comprised of the stronger members from the war field, began to close in and attack his father alongside him. His father was forced back at the combined strength of the opposing winds and used one of Kael's siblings as a shield to save himself. Kael was overwhelmed with anger at the incident and lost control of himself, unleashing his wind in an uncontrollable fury. His father took the moment of weakness to overpower Kael and thrust him out of the Plane of Air and into the Plane of Darkness. Kael was trapped and eventually succumbed to the torture in the shadows as the darkness used his rage as a host to manifest itself inside him.

Kael clung to his winds and steeled himself against the darkness, resisting any further attempts at manipulating his mind and soul. Hearing of what happened in his Plane, the Daughter Kael had spared led a strike into the darkness to pull Kael out but nearly lost their lives in the attempt. In a final push, the Daughter broke through and reached Kael's prison, successfully freeing what was left of him. The shadows had nearly consumed his soul completely by this time and he would not live the escape from darkness. Using the Plane of Water's legendary healing arts, the Daughter was able to dissipate the majority of the darkness, but was unable to save Kael's life as well.

Kael died in the very arms of the Water Daughter he had spared so long ago.



So begins...

Kael Skye's Story

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Gadenia City Rooftops




Bells chimed in the distance, and thunder rolled overhead as the rains blanketed Kael's form. It was finally over. The war would be finished soon now, and at his own hand nonetheless. Centuries of fighting and needless warring of the Planes would soon be coming to an end due to the weakened strength of his father. They would join the Plane of Water, or would be crushed by the Plane of Fire. The thought of the Water Daughter brought a smile to his face as he imagined her smiling at him from wherever she was now. He had done the impossible, and turned from being the loyal soldier to becoming the rebel, bringing down the centuries old war that had put fear into the hearts of all those Kael had known. Yet there was a somewhat empty feeling now that it was all over. What was there in store for him now? What was after life for a being such as himself? Would he be swallowed by the Darkness? Or simply cease to exist? There were too many questions without an answer as Kael listened to the thunder shatter the skies above once more. It was then he realized he could feel his hands, and feet, and the rest of his body too. His eyes slowly opened to glance at the illuminating lightning tearing across the skies as his hand reached up to touch his face. Kael was dead.

The voice he had heard once everything went black was as real as the unbearable pain he had felt when the Darkness had crushed in all around him, tearing at his very soul. At the time he had thought it was the Water Daughter speaking to him, or he had hoped. But at this sudden realization that he was not dead, at least not anymore, that likely wasn't the case. Something he had heard from that voice jumped into his thoughts and he raised his hand from his neck to stare at the crest inscribed on it. A castle tower stood black where the color of his skin should have shown. A Rook… He thought. A player in a game. A game set in the stage of this....city. He was lying down, his legs dangling over the edge of a tall building as he lifted his head and pushed himself into a sitting position to look out at the lights and sight of the city. Peering down, he noticed a few figures moving about on the streets below and wondered at another warning he had been given. There are others in this place. Kael knew some were with him, and others opposed to him as well. And everyone of them was somewhere in this city at this very moment, just like he was.

Kael reached for the tinted shades that sat on the rooftop close to him and shook the rain off before placing them over his eyes where they belonged. It was past time he got up and off this roof, the game itself had already started. As he came to his feet, he could feel the build up in the skies above as another bout of thunder was about to roll through the heavens. Standing atop the roof high above the city, Kael let out a long laugh. He was alive again.

Stepping to the edge of the tall building, Kael smiled at the distance from his current point down to the pavement below. That was where he needed to go, find his allies, and finish the enemy. With that thought, he stepped into the air. Gravity took its turn and plunged Kael quickly toward the earth below. The rush was exhilarating as the winds rushed in around him and tore at his form. Half the distance was covered in a little more than a blink of the eye and Kael pulled on that familiar sensation that had made him what he was through the years.

Weaving the air currents around him into a vortex below him, Kael began to slow slightly as the earth shot up to meet him. Just before the impact, he lashed out with the air to slow him the rest of the way and push him skyward a few feet. Letting the currents drop, Kael’s feet tapped the ground with an audible click. The people close to the area gripped at their belongings and clothes at the torrent of wind that suddenly whipped up with his appearance. Some looked dumbfounded at his entrance, looking to him, then back up to the roof where he had leapt.

Walking through them all, a man stepped directly into his path and drew a breath to say something. Kael's left hand shot up before he could finish the breath and grasped the man's throat, cutting off any attempt at talking. "Get out of my way..." Stepping into the man, Kael quickly lifted and pushed back as he stepped to slam the man headfirst into the ground. The man instantly loss consciousness after the sickening crack associated with his head smacking the ground. Kael's hand left the man's throat and he continued walking away from the astonished few that stuck around. Striding quickly through the streets, he continued on, daring anyone to step in his way again. One war was finally finished, yet another had just begun.

"Let the games begin..."

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Eri Soluce

Gardenia


Plip, plip, plip, rain fell steadily from the sky to plummet to the earth and coat everything with a fine sheen of water. Eri was no exception to that fact. With a soft groan, her eyelids fluttered open and her pupils contracted to adjust with the dark surroundings and bright lights invading her sight. Her head was tilted to the side, and the rain itself ran off the rim of her fedora. Blinking a few more times, Eri let out a small hiss of breath at the pain throbbing in the back of her mind. Her eyes trailed down a bit to focus on the darkness that surrounded her.

She could recall the faintest traces of déjà vu, and had the sinking feeling that she had fallen, but the question was why she hadn’t been crushed because of it. The feeling in her left hand suddenly registered to her brain, and again she shifted her view to gaze upon that hand. Black smoke curled through her fingers and around her palm, and that was when she groggily was reminded of her ‘specialty’ with shadows. They had apparently jumped up and cushioned her fall- and they did a fairly good job of it, too.

Her body convulsed with another shiver, and she shifted her dripping arms to wrap around herself in a futile instinct to cover herself for warmth. Of course, it only made it worse, as part of her was dry, and the other wet, and mixing them didn’t exactly bode well.

As she moved, the shadows dissipated and she fell the last few inches to the ground with a thump and a complaining groan in response. Thunder rolled loudly overhead, but Eri paid little mind to it, suddenly aware of some object in the pocket of her dress pressing a little painfully into her side.

Blankly she slipped her hand into it and pulled out a small wooden box and immediately opened the lid. A soft tune clicked into action and rang softly through the area around her, and another dull throb of a different sort began in the back of her mind. However, just as suddenly as she had opened it, Eri flicked the lid shut, and her hand rose to her throat. Her fingers brushed up the skin until they stopped at a mark she somehow knew was there.

Information began to stir in her brain, but it was slow until she leaned forward and gazed into a small puddle of rain water that reflected her image. Once she saw the mark of the bishop, the knowledge hit her immediately and without pause. ’Chess.’ She stopped the information from flowing for a moment to wrap her head around that one, and she had to let out a laugh. “I don’t even know how to play chess.” She grinned laughingly to herself at the fact she'd been chosen anyway, and then the thunder rolled again.

Eri looked over herself for a moment, making sure that all was well with her form, and then opened the leather bag at her thigh to place the music box in- a perfect fit, it seemed. At least she knew why she was here, and of the knowledge pertaining to her new role. But for now, she could care less about this game of chess, and more about her current state.

Getting up from the ground, Eri wiped the dirt from her dress and stuffed her hands into her pockets, a mild grin written on her lips as she began walking in quest of a store. The rain continued to pool off of her beloved hat as she wandered, and winds kicked up occasionally. On one spurt of air, she lifted her hand to hold her fedora down onto her head for fear it would fly away. She couldn’t let that happen, she really liked this fedora- it was like a part of her.

Her eyes suddenly locked on one of the stores, and her form stopped at the door. She tried the knob with a content look, and found it to be naïvely unlocked. “Oops.” She muttered with a wry grin, speaking for the shopkeeper’s mistake as she walked into the room. Her eyes scanned the shelves quickly before picking out what she sought. Striding over to the object, she plucked it off its rack and slipped her arms through the long sleeves and fastened three or four of the top buttons into their holes to protect her chest. After having finished that, she realigned the collar to fit more securely around her neck, and then started towards the door once more.

If she had the key, she would have locked the shop for the person who owned it, but seeing as she was short of such an item, she just shrugged and stepped back into the rain, relishing the newfound warmth and protection the long trench coat offered. She figured that one little coat missing wouldn’t screw over the economy of Gardenia, so she had pretty much no remorse.

However, while she was dwelling on the covering, a strong gust of wind suddenly kicked up and knocked the fedora from her head to carry it away. A look of comical despair filled her facials as she reached out for her precious hat, as if that was going to help. “My… hat….” Her lips trembled as if she were going to cry, but she then grinned faintly, showing that she was being overly dramatic for a small laugh.

And then, without another second to waste, Eri sprang into action, quickly sprinting after the object. Her feet continuously landed in water puddles, sending large splatters of water flying in every direction. ’At least the rain isn’t falling against me.’ She mused for a small moment before rounding a corner.

Tensed, the girl came to a splashing halt, having lost sight of her hat. Her eyes flickered around quickly until she caught the matching movement. ’Why does the wind have to be so mad?’ She groaned in dismay at how fast paced the item moved, and then started up again in pursuit.

However, after passing a rise in the streets, she saw the hat teasingly pause before sliding away from her and becoming airborne once again. Eri was definitely gaining on it, and another round of thunder rumbled through the heavens.

The hat was buffeted further by the wind before suddenly smacking into the back of a man (Kael Skye). Being pushed by the wind, it remained there for a few seconds- enough time for Eri to close the distance to only a handful of feet- before the wind pushed it upwards, forcing it to tumble over a few times and then slip right above his head.

Putting on a last burst of speed, she finished off the distance, and, leaping up, she outstretched her hand, her fingers closing around the rim of the hat right as it was departing from the man’s head. “Gotch-“, the bishop didn’t get the chance to finish her statement as she suddenly realized she was on an immediate collision course with the guy inches in front of her.

The force of her momentum hitting the lesser speed of the hat-stopping man caused them both to go crashing to the ground. Eri’s left hand was situated a few inches from his face, propping her up slightly, while her right hand clutched the fedora a small ways off the ground. The shadows had once more pushed up around her left hand so she wouldn’t injure her wrist from the impact.

However much her form was raised was quickly eradicated as she collapsed fully from the strain of holding herself up so awkwardly; however, the distance was hardly far at all, but the guy probably would have still felt the shift of her weight pretty easily. A sheepish look scrawled across her lips as she gazed down at the guy she had landed on.

“Uh, hi.”

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Continuing his trek through the streets of Gardenia, Kael's mood was significantly better than it was earlier. The few citizens of Gardenia that Kael happened to pass in his progress through the city didn't seem to share his sentiment towards the storm tearing across the heavens. Most of those he came across hurried across the street or into some building as quickly as they could in a vain attempt at staying dry. Others that noticed him seemed to scurry away just as fast, helping to avoid any further occurrences like the one that had occurred after his descent to the city's streets. Yet all of them had a direction or some sort of a destination in mind as they rushed about in the rain.

Where the hell am I going anyway....? The thought popped into Kael's head suddenly as he paused on his journey to nowhere. He really had no destination in mind and could have been wandering aimlessly around in circles for all he knew. Perhaps he should have stuck to the rooftops to get a better vantage point as he proceeded. A vantage point only helps when you know where you--

The thought was cut off abruptly when the crest on his hand began to throb slightly. A tingling sensation filled his hand as the image of the Black Rook pulsed slightly, feeling as if thousands of tiny pins and needles were dancing across the shape. A sort of warning seemed to be displaying itself, yet Kael had no idea what it meant.

Shaking out his hand, Kael tried to make the feeling go away in vain. Not knowing what was causing it was irritating him even more so than the actual sensation. during this short and irritating process, the wind began to pick up from behind as the rains continued to fall on the city. A light bump tapped his back and he spun toward the feeling, causing a slight shift in the winds surrounding him. This shift brought a blur up in front of his face as what appeared to be a hat sailed a little ways above his head.

Without warning, a hand shot out and caught the rim of the hat easily, bringing Kael's from the hat to the arm's owner (Eri Soluce). The woman smashed into him and took them both over in the collision. Taking the impact of the ground squarely on his back, Kael was slightly winded by the blow. He didn't know if she was holding herself up or if she was just really light, but Kael was able to draw in a breath unhindered before his question was answered. All at once, she dropped the few inches she was elevated to rest her body weight.

"Uh, hi."

Kael blinked as a drop of water rolled off her lime green hair to land on his shades. He would have traded all of his gifts at that moment to be able to read people's minds. He had always been horribly bad at reading faces and couldn't discern what he saw on her face at that moment. But it didn't matter once he spotted the mark below her chin. A Black Bishop. So this is one of the people he would be fighting with? Suddenly this game doesn't seem so bad... he thought.

Rolling over, Kael reached around her back to keep the woman from falling as he pulled her up behind him. "Nice catch," he said gesturing to the hat. Reaching out to touch the mark below her chin, the touch felt harmless after the actions of the past few moments, he shifted his gaze back to her eyes. "Bishop? Hmm, I would've guessed a Queen... Kael Skye, I'm guessing I'm our Rook. And obviously not the sturdiest castle out here...." He said, indicating their collision and fall as he held up his hand to show her the crest. "Something special about that hat? Or was it my winning smile that made you want to tackle me?"

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Ormir + Ekuro

Gardenia: In the city


Ormir considered her options for a moment, feeling each dim, flickering piece. Most she could only sense faintly as an odd fuzzy feeling in the corner of her mind, and that only when she focused deeply. However, Ekuro's impatient shuffling continually distracted her. He was unsure why she was taking so long to consider, especially since she knew where pieces were. Ekuro wanted to just investigate and see what came out of it. Finally, Ormir agreed to do just that. In the short time they had waited, several pieces went out of range. Ormir decided to approach two of the closest pieces, who, if she was judging correctly, were also fairly close to each other. She shared her thoughts with Ekuro and he wholeheartedly agreed, not waiting another moment before charging across the roof and launching himself off onto an adjacent roof.

Their pace increased now that Ormir knew where she needed to go, and soon they were all but flying over the rooftops. The rain streamed unheeded down Ormir's face, and she blinked it out of her eyes. She was thoroughly wet, but not cold. It was near impossible for Ormir to feel cold, and this weather was nothing compared to.... 'Compared to what?' Ormir thought, thoroughly confused. It felt as if she had hit a brick wall. It was almost like a dream that was slipping away, but what did it mean. Ekuro, sensing her unease, looked back at her for a moment with concern, but she merely shook her head, sending droplets of water flying, and met his gaze with a small smile. She pushed away thoughts of the odd, almost memory and brought her attention to the task at hand. She had to find those she was meant to protect.

Within moments, they were just above the two pieces(Eri Soluce and Kael Skye). Ekuro jumped from the rooftop, spiraling down until silently landing beside the pair. Ormir gave them a small, relaxed smile and a nod, nonchalantly returning her attention back to the wonders of the modern city and trying to keep out a feeling that she was missing something....

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Eri Soluce

Gardenia



The sheepish look soon disappeared as the man underneath her looked pretty unfazed by the events that just took place. She tilted her head, looking over his face for a few moments. It was about then that she felt the sudden lurching motion beneath her, and was just about to fall off of him from the unexpected weight shift when she felt his arm steadying her at her back for a few moments until she caught her balance. He then rose from the ground and extended a hand which Eri cheerfully took and lifted herself up with.

"Nice catch." A bright grin teased the corners of her lips as a well-deserved look of satisfaction eased onto the rest of her facials. She figured the look spoke well enough for itself, and she stuck her tongue out fractionally at him with a grin. Eri blinked as he outstretched his hand towards her, but didn’t make a move away from him. As soon as his fingers brushed against her skin, a shiver ran down her spine, and her heartbeat quickened.

“Your hands are cold.” She accused with a wry smile, showing that she was just teasing him and really didn’t mind much. Hers were probably just as bad anyway. "Bishop? Hmm, I would've guessed a Queen....” Eri looked over to him with a good natured look. “Queen? I think I’d suck pretty badly at that role, especially considering I don’t know how to play chess anyway.” Another grin lit up her face, her eyes taking on a slightly mischievous look. “Kael Skye, I'm guessing I'm our Rook. And obviously not the sturdiest castle out here...." A short, genuine laugh escaped her lips at the comment, and she then nodded amiably as Kael showed her his crest.

“Eri Soluce, pleasure... running into you.” Her facials adopted an innocent look, trying in a joking manner to make up for the bad pun. "Something special about that hat? Or was it my winning smile that made you want to tackle me?" Another soft laugh echoed through the small street they were situated in before taking on a teasing smirk. “It was definitely that striking smile I couldn’t see while you were turned around; I just couldn’t help myself~” Eri’s grin was back on her face before she gained a slightly more serious tone- if it could even be compared to that. “I dunno, I just really like that hat, and would prefer not losing it on my first night, or ever for that matter.”

The black bishop placed a finger a little to the left of her chin, before opening her mouth to remark on something else. However, the thought was quickly abandoned as she heard an unusual shifting in the air behind her. She turned her head to see just what it was, and was definitely shocked to see what lay before her. Eri took a few quick steps back to where Kael stood, and swept behind his form, clutching his shoulder softly with a look of pouty annoyance that held absolutely no truth to it.

“A… dragon? For real?” She tilted her head, her eyes scanning over the creature next to the woman with excited wonder (Ormir+Ekuro). Her focus then turned to the woman, and an incredulous look found a place on her facials as the woman seemed to just smile and nod, like having a freaking dragon was the most normal thing ever. "Whaaat?"

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Kael Skye

Gardenia




“Eri Soluce, pleasure... running into you.”

Kael couldn't help but laugh at the jape. At least Eri had a bit of a sense of humor, even in the situation they were now forced into with this deadly game of Chess. As she continued on, answering the question Kael had posed, he began to wonder what other kinds of people or creatures would be participating in this game alongside them. More importantly, who or what they would be up against as well. So far, he had been lucky enough to run into Eri, or rather she ran into him, but a member of his own side nonetheless. The tables could be drastically turned if he ran into an opposing member this early. Eri herself looked normal enough though, but he was living proof that you could look normal, but still have a very unique lineage. Moderately living proof, he thought. I died, so what does that make me now...?

Eri got another look on her face just then. He didn't know exactly what it was just yet, but he decided to himself that this girl may actually be worth sticking around. At least, for the time being that is. She looked poised to ask him something, or at least make another jape. Kael couldn't begin to imagine what though, as that sharp tingling sensation returned again, this time though, it was too faint to echo the warning in time. Instead, he caught the flash of pause in the rain for a fraction of a second as something seemed to pass by the pair in the streets directly overhead. Much too quiet for comfort, some large reptile seemed to appear from behind the mists of the rain as it landed way too softly for its size, a calm and unfazed female sitting atop its back (Ormir-Ekuro). Kael raised an eyebrow at the friendly smile and nod he and Eri received from the woman. That was better than my first entrance... he thought.

Eri took a few quick steps to use himself as a makeshift barrier between her and the newcomer. “A… dragon? For real?”

"A dragon?" Kael said aloud to Eri. "Is that what that is? I thought dragons were supposed to be...." He stopped himself as he almost said 'impossible'. His mix of Arachne/Valkyr blood was an impossibility in itself, yet here he was. "...bigger..." And breathing fire, and eating people, and tearing down castles... He thought silently to himself. "Maybe she fed a lizard steroids and that's what she got..."

Kael generally tried to keep his voice a little lower, offending a woman riding a dragon or over-sized lizard or whatever probably wouldn't be the best thing to do. Yet if this was a dragon, there was no telling what other talents the woman may have. The woman looked more friendly than hostile at the moment, yet one never knew what the intentions of others might be. He decided to at least address the woman at least. "Yo! What do you feed that thing?!" He called out, suddenly realizing that he or Eri might be a suitable meal... "You know what? Nevermind. I don't really want to know that answer...."

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Ormir + Ekuro


Gardenia: In the city - 1:15



At the young, green haired woman's (Eri Soluce) question, Ormir's attention returned to the two pieces(Eri Soluce and Kael Skye). 'Yes, I am a dragon...' she thought, giving a slow nod. However, her face quickly turned thoughtful as she realized she was in her human form here. How could the girl have.... She gave a soft chuckle, smiling as she wordlessly communicated to Ekuro, "She was talking about you, wasn't she." Ekuro gave a chuckle of his own, a deep, purring rumble in his chest, and Ormir felt his amusement at the understandable mistake.

The man also expressed his confusion, and though he spoke quietly to the woman (Eri), Ormir could still hear him clearly. He seemed to think Ekuro was too small to be a dragon, though the man was barely reached Ekuro's shoulder. Ekuro gave a short, rumbling growl at being told he was small, and Ormir quickly cut him off with a feeling of disapproval.

Suddenly, he addressed her in a rather odd manner, asking what she fed Ekuro. Ormir was confused about why he was asking. The question seemed to come out of no where and Ormir was not sure whether he was trying to be funny when he just as quickly decided he did not want her to answer this question. This man acted much different than what she normally expected of humans, and she wondered if she would be able to figure him out.

With that thought, she realized that there were two sides to this odd game of 'chess,' and she still had no idea which side these two were on. She had not even thought to find out, naively assuming they were her teammates. A slight nervousness filled her, making her pupils turn to slits (Draconian Transformation: Stage 1), and she immediately slid down to investigate, noting the hilt of a sword sheathed in the side of the saddle. Ormir never thought to just ask what pieces they were, or whether they were Plenoran. If they did turn out to be enemies, she would have to act quickly. Two against one was never good odds, so she would need the advantage of knowing and acting first.

She clasped her hands behind her as she approached to show she did not intend to harm them, yet. Getting a bit closer than one should when first meeting, she leaned forward to peer first into the man's face, then into the woman's, the light glinting in her slitted eyes as rain slid down her face, dripping from her chin and hair. She found what she was looking for sitting just under the woman's jaw. A black mark. The word 'bishop' popped into Ormir's mind, though she had little idea what that actually meant. So the woman, at least, was Plenoran. The man, however....

Thinking of where his crest might be, Ormir's left hand suddenly darted out, grabbing the man's arm and turning it over before he could react, revealing her own crest. She was relieved to see a black mark on his palm, and again a name popped into her mind. 'Rook.' So she would not need to fight them. A relieved sigh escaped from her lips as her eyed flickered for a moment before returning to their normal, human appearance. She released the man's arm, hoping she had not hurt him. Realizing she was a bit close, she took a respectful step back and clasped her hands in front of her, Ekuro peering curiously over her shoulder at the pair and wondering why Ormir had done that. Ormir ignored his curiosity for the moment, watching to see what the Rook and Bishop would want to do.

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Character Portrait: Kael Skye Character Portrait: Ormir Character Portrait: Eri Soluce

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Eri Soluce

Gardenia



As the woman nodded, Eri tilted her head questioningly (Ormir + Ekuro). She wasn’t entirely sure what the nod was for. However, as Kael responded, Eri broke her gaze from the dragon and its mistress to instead rest on the side of his face. It was close enough to his eyes, and in this position she felt that straining to see them would be ridiculous anyway. "Is that what that is? I thought dragons were supposed to be… bigger.” Eri was about to shrug, but before she could make the action, she heard a low growl rumble through the dragon’s chest, and her form tensed uneasily.

She was more than ready to react in assistance to Kael if this turned sour, but her actions were all for naught as the growl was abruptly cut off. "Maybe she fed a lizard steroids and that's what she got..." An appreciative laugh slipped unbidden from her vocals which she muffled into more of a good natured kind of tone. It was probably best not to offend the dragon further. As his addressing shifted to the woman, Eri’s gaze shifted appropriately as well.

She let out an incredulous cough at his question, but grinned nonetheless. “Probably a good idea.” She murmured into his ear softly with a bright smile, keeping her eyes on the woman and her queer pet. However, a look of apprehension dawned on the bishop’s facials as the woman slid off of the dragon and began approaching them. No speech had passed from the woman, so Eri had more of the impression of the woman being more… wild, if that was an applicable word to use.

But the woman didn’t stop where Eri expected her to. Instead she leaned in to peer at Kael, and then Eri. The bishop herself once more adopted a wary attitude, and her right hand dropped from Kael’s shoulder to the leather pouch at her thigh. But once more the black bishop was just being overly wary- as anyone who was faced with a bloody dragon had the right to be- and soon the woman grabbed Kael’s arm, revealing her own black crest through the motion; and just as suddenly as she had approached, she stepped back.

Eri’s hands left Kael’s person as she took a step out, extending the one on the right in greeting to the strange woman. However, the bishop remained close at hand in accordance to Kael; she enjoyed his company immensely, even though she had only known him for such a short span of time, plus that dragon was still unpredictable. She rather preferred the thought of him being an ally so they wouldn’t have to go up against each other. Her focus drew out of her thoughts to rest expectantly once again on the dragon lady.

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Character Portrait: Kael Skye Character Portrait: Ormir Character Portrait: Eri Soluce

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Kael Skye
Gardenia




Kael was a little put off at first by this new dragon woman's actions (Ormir). She had yet to answer or even speak at all so far, but at the same time she seemed a little on the friendly side as well. A little too friendly.... Kael thought. He was naturally suspicious of anyone new after the years he had spent being hunted, with the obvious exception to Eri of course. He counted himself lucky she hadn't been an enemy or else he might already be dead, again...

The woman's mood changed slightly as Kael watched a few muscles tense up a bit as she began to dismount from the overgrown lizard she had been riding. Kael's eyes were much sharper than any normal human's due to his Arachne half. His father's had been even sharper still, but Kael's vision was enough to spot the change in the woman's eyes, even through the rain. Her friendly nature seemed to evaporate as she studied them and failed to find what she was looking for on Kael's person. He had a feeling he knew what her eyes sought, but wanted to see what she would do. He stood his ground and remained motionless as she grasped his arm and turned it over. Keeping a close watch on her eyes, he saw an immediate look of relief pass over the woman's face at seeing the black mark. A smile crept to his face as he felt Eri's slight movement behind him as well. Was she going to protect me?

As the woman released his hand a stepped back to a more neutral position, Eri finally stepped out from behind him and thrust her hand out to the newcomer in a wordless greeting. Kael let his eyes wander up to the sky as another bolt crackled across the sky. The rain was still coming down and didn't look to be letting up anytime soon. Glancing at the wings of the dragon or whatever it was, Kael made a mental note to look up more often.

As he let his vision wander a bit, the dark castle came into view as lightning illuminated the area around it. He had seen a white castle while he was seated on the rooftop earlier, but thought little of it until now. Glancing down at his crest, the connection seemed more than a little clear.

Stepping a bit around Eri to look at them both, Kael gestured down the street. "Maybe we should save the introductions until we're a bit dryer." He waited until he could feel the build up of pressure in the winds that usually signaled the lightning overhead again and pointed toward the castle as it was briefly illuminated. "I saw a white one like that earlier. I'm guessing they have something to do with this amazing game we're all so excited about."

He paused for one last moment to glance back up at the sky. The raindrops made soft taps as they were diverted from his eyes by the material of his shades. "Maybe we'll even get there before we catch some odd undead hypothermia." He still didn't know what to make of their situation of being reborn yet. Maybe they couldn't even get sick, but he didn't really want to test the theory...
(Leaves to Plenoran Castle)

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Character Portrait: Kael Skye Character Portrait: Ormir Character Portrait: Eri Soluce

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Ormir & Ekuro

Gardenia: In the city


Ormir watched curiously as the bishop (Eri Soluce) stepped closer and extended a hand. Ormir stared at it a moment, her own hand resting lightly on her lips as she puzzled over the motion. 'What could she want?' She only received a bemused curiosity from Ekuro in reply. Ormir glanced behind to see if the woman wanted Ormir to give her something, but saw nothing of interest and Ormir had nothing with her but the clothes on her back, which at the moment consisted of a drenched white top and short tights.

Finally, after only a few seconds had passed, she guessed the woman must want to see Ormir's crest as well. Deciding this must be the case, Ormir carefully rested her arm, wrist up, in the woman's outstretched hand. Lifting her eyes, she cocked her head to the side with a questioning look, as if wondering if that would satisfy the bishop.

To Ormir's surprise, the woman laughed pleasantly. She was not mocking Ormir, as far as Ormir could tell. The woman shifted her hand so she was holding Ormir's and lightly shook it. This only caused more confusion, since Ormir could find no meaning in the gesture.

"Maybe we should save the introductions until we're a bit dryer," the rook (Kael Skye) said. With that, Ormir realized that the woman might have been trying to introduce herself, though she had no idea what the odd shaking gesture meant. She would have to figure it out later, because the rook apparently wanted to get out of the rain. Ormir had already forgotten about the pouring rain, the pleasant coolness a welcome feeling on her skin.

The man motioned toward the castle, which was closer than Ormir would have guessed. Ormir had not gotten her bearings yet in this strange city of light. It seemed she would have to do some exploring later. She walked beside Kael and Ekuro as they progressed toward the castle.

(Leaves to Plenoran Castle)