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Ormir

"It matters little if I die here, as long as I can protect those important to me."

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

Description

Ormir



And we shall play a game of chess,
Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.




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Title -Dragon/Lizard Lady

Faction -Plenoran

Role - Knight ♞

Race -Draconian

Gender -Female




Appearance -Ormir has long, pure white hair which cascades wildly down to just below her hips. When in her Gardeninan Garb, she leaves her hair free or in loose braids, and it often partially covers her face. Her eyes are a pale, icy blue that seems nearly white when the light hits them. There is often a hint of amusement in Ormir's eyes, as if she is smiling at some joke only she knows. Her skin is lightly tanned with golden tones.

Ormir is slim, with almost no curves to speak of. She moves with a serpent-like grace, seeming to glide over the ground instead of merely walking. She is tall, at 6'0, but it is difficult to realize how tall she really is due to her slim figure and long hair. When trying to blend in, she will wear a plain, dark colored dress which gathers at the waist and falls to brush the tops of her often bare feet.

When not blending in, Ormir wears her hair in a tight braid wound around her head and well secured with an engraved silver clasp. She wears a long, loose top with slits up the sides that is secured around the waist with a red cloth belt. Underneath, she wears plain white tights that are the same length as the top. Her general appearance also changes as she uses her abilities. Though Ormir cannot transform into a full dragon in Gardenia, she will show some dragon-like qualities, such as slitted pupils, fangs, small patches of shimmering scales, short horns, and claw-like nails. Her Knight's crest is on the inside of her left wrist, perhaps because she is left-handed.
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Personality - Ormir is very unlike the element of ice that she controls. She is rather warm and friendly, if somewhat aloof. She is quiet, and seems to forget to communicate with words at times since she is more used to her dragon form. Normally, she will communicate with body language or gestures. She is curious and observant, often content to watch from a distance. Ormir is content to see how others react rather than giving any reaction herself.

However, this differs when she, or one of her teammates, are fighting the Seramels. She is loyal and fiercely protective, and never one to give up when a comrade is in danger. She will fight past what is wise to protect a teammate, even if it costs her. On her own, on the other hand, she can calmly decide whether the fight is worth continuing or if retreat is the wisest option. She does not especially enjoy fighting, but sees it as a necessary part of life.


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Weapon(s) - She wields a sword whip, which has small, sharp segments bound together with a thick, flexible wire. Each piece can move a different direction or speed within its own section of wire as Ormir manipulates it with ice, making it a versatile weapon. It can either be used like a normal sword, with each segment close together for defense, or as a weapon for longer distance attacks, with a range of nearly twenty feet. When used as a normal sword, it is nearly impossilbe to tell it is a whip sword, which can give Ormir and added element of surprise.

Fighting Style- Ormir primarily uses long range attacks and ambushes from above as she rides her mount. She relies mainly on the agility and strength of both her weapon and her body. Her attacks are powerful, deadly, and persistent but usually easily dodged by those who are light on their feet. Ormir uses surprise to her advantage whenever possible, often thinking of ways to catch her enemy off guard.





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--Abilities--
Sense presence- Can feel the spiritual presences of the other "pieces".

Knight's Crest- Summons a black dragon, just bigger than a full grown Clydesdale, to ride. The dragon, Ekuro, is built for speed, with powerful muscles, a deep chest, and long legs. He has long claws useful for climbing buildings. His wings are not powerful enough to take off from a standstill, so he must jump from a high place to begin flight. Ormir can communicate with Ekuro wordlessly, using only pictures, body language, and emotions.

(1) Ice Creation/Manipulation: Ormir can create ice, which comes from her breath. She can change its form depending on her will. the strength and versatility of her control depends on which Draconian stage she is in currently.

(2) Draconian Transformation: Stage 1- When Ormir either becomes excited or nervous, or consciously begins changing, her eyes will begin morphing into the eyes of a dragon. Her eyesight will improve to see better at long distances, her strength begins to grow with the strength of her emotions, and she gains a jump height of about ten feet. She gains basic control of ice, and is able to make large quantities of frost to lightly cover surfaces and make them slick. At this stage, Ormir can also make small splinters of ice that will either pierce the skin like needles or cover a small surface, restricting movement momentarily. She also gains basic control over the segments of her sword, and is able to bend, flex, and lengthen the segments, though faster than normally. These attacks do little damage, and are more for slowing the enemy. Maintaining this stage normally takes as much energy as a light jog.

(3) Draconian Transformation: Stage 2- When she enters stage 2, Ormir gains the eyesight to track the fastest movements. Her strength increases two-fold, as does her agility and jump height, but her speed lessens. Two spindly horns protrude from her head, and her fingernails become claw-like and sharp. At this stage, she gains more precise control of ice. She is able to create much larger, more dangerous spikes that fire at a more deadly velocity. She can also make thick walls of ice. Though she could not do this fast enough to block an attack, she can use these ice walls to change the landscape in her favor and making it more difficult for the enemy to attack. These walls will stay in place until they melt naturally, or until Ormir moves or melts them herself. She has great and precise control of her sword, and can deliver extremely powerful, if slow, blows. Maintaining this stage is quite a bit more exhausting, and is something Ormir could only maintain for a long period of time two or three times a day if pushed.

(4) Draconian Transformation: stage 3- At stage 3, Ormir is as close as she can get to a full dragon's power, and as far as she can transform in Gardenia. With this stage, she gains her most powerful defense. Ormir can develop hard scales almost instantaneously on any area of her body as long as less than ten percent of her body is covered at any one time. This greatly lessens any physical blow, as well as slightly dampening the effects of magic. However, it takes an extreme amount of energy to maintain, so she will usually do this only to avoid a crippling or fatal blow. She also comes to her deadliest strength, as well as her slowest speed. At this stage, she can levitate for short periods of time, usually just enough to deliver an attack or dodge a blow. This ability, however, does not translate to flight. Her speeds are far too slow and the energy use is too high. Using this stage would be comparable to running a full marathon after missing three nights of sleep. Only the strongest enemy with the greatest threat to her teammates will provoke Ormir to this stage.



History- Ormir was born in a small village in what is now Scandinavia in the early tenth century. The village consisted primarily of Draconians and those who knew of and accepted them. Ormir had a draconian father and a half human mother. After about a century when Ormir was nearly full grown, there was a feud in the village, and Ormir's family left to start a new life on their own. Ormir's mother was pregnant at the time, and soon after they settled into their new home, Ormir had a sister, Ahmura. They lived peacefully for a time, trading for food from a nearby human village.Image

One day, while they were visiting the village, Ahmura lost control of her human form while playing with some children and reverted to a dragon in the middle of the village. With that, their secret was known. They should have left then, but many of the villagers warily decided to trust them and they felt moving was not necessary. However, other villagers were frightened of them, or were filled with greed at the thought of selling dragon parts. These few villagers managed to petition the king for assistance.

On a snowy day, a large group of warriors arrived and broke into the house. Ormir's parents told her to take Ahmura and run as they attacked the warriors to protect their children. Ormir and Ahmura fled, but soon they were pursued by a significantly smaller group of the fearsome men. Ormir was uncertain whether they had killed her parents, or just abandoned the larger group to pursue them. Since Ahmura had just barely learned to fly, they were unable to shake their hunters as they ventured deep into the mountains.

Suddenly, a flaming arrow was shot from the group, hitting Ahmura and burning a large hole in her wing. She plummeted to the ground, and Ormir dove after her, hearing the men jeering and laughing at them. It was quickly apparent that Ahmura could no longer escape, and Ormir decided to stay and fight. She would not abandon her sister to these monsters. The fight was difficult and like nothing Ormir had experienced before. After what seemed like hours of fighting, Ormir was fatally wounded, but only three men were left from the group of pursuers. The rest lay strewn and battered throughout the narrow valley.

Struggling to stay conscious, Ormir gave every bit of energy she had left to attack, not bothering to dodge the attacks anymore because she knew she was dying. Finally, she killed one man and mortally injured the other two just as a blizzard was beginning. She struggled over to the trembling Ahmura and curled tighly around Ahmura and spread a wing over her to protect her from the fierce winds and cold of the blizzard. Bleeding profusely from numerous cuts and wounds, Ormir died sometime in the night, her large body and wide wings still protecting her small sister from the storm.

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Ormir's Story

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Ormir
Gardenia- Midnight


A woman lay motionless, curled tightly in the fetal position as if protecting something, in the middle of a small, tree filled park near the center of the city. Long, snow white hair covered her face and body like a blanket, stringy and damp in the steady rain. Suddenly, a resonating bell rang out the hour of midnight. The woman gave a groan as she woke, slowly opening her eyes to unexpected surroundings. Suddenly she bolted up to a sitting position, eyes wide and frantic as if she was looking for something, something that faded away like a dream before she could grasp what it was. She winced and grabbed her side, which felt oddly sore for some unknown reason though the pain faded quickly.

'Find those you must protect.'



The voice rang through her mind, though there was no one nearby. Ormir's face slowly turned toward the sound of the clock, listening closely as if its ring held the answer. It quickly fell silent, and Ormir gave a small sigh. She unconsciously began rubbing the inside of her left wrist, looking down at it after a moment. She saw a small symbol branded there, a black knight. She knew instinctively what it was, though she had never seen that symbol before. It was a chess symbol, and that meant there were other chess pieces somewhere, some black, as her symbol seemed to be, and others white. "Find those I must protect," Ormir mused. The words suddenly made sense.

She rose, feeling rather stiff, and wondered how she had come to be there and how long she had been there. Her memory gave no answer. In fact, she could remember practically nothing of what happened before she woke just moments ago. Deciding she had lingered there long enough, Ormir began the process of shedding her human skin to take dragon form, her pupils turning to slits, two horns appearing on her head. She realized, however, that something was wrong, and a sharp pain filled her as she attempted to force the transformation, causing her to collapse to her knees with a gasp. Her vision swam for a moment before she could focus once more, and she felt a certain emptiness at the part of her that was strangely missing. Her dragon features slowly faded, leaving her human in appearance once more.

She rubbed the inside of her wrist once more, looking around in confusion. Hearing a loud rustling behind her, Ormir sprung to her feet and whirled, surprised to see a night-black dragon approaching her. She could feel his thoughts and emotions, something she could normally do only in dragon form, but things were different here. Ormir felt in an instant that he had no desire to harm her, but only to protect and fight alongside her. His name was Ekuro, though the name itself came to her as nothing more than a feeling of who he was.

In that instant, a sort of bond was formed, and Ormir walked over to him without fear, laying a hand on his scaled cheek. He was meant to replace the part of her which was missing here. Ormir realized there was a saddle of sorts on his back, held on by leather straps about his neck and behind his wings. He showed her she was meant to sit there, communicating through an image in her mind. She leapt into the seat and Ekuro took off at a run. They soon left the park behind and Ekuro began looking for a tall building, apparently intending to jump off of to get enough momentum for flight. Ormir was surprised at first, but quickly accepted the oddity.

Though it was still raining, with the occasional thunderclap breaking over Gardenia, Ormir seemed to pay the weather no attention. Instead, she watched the city around them with a childlike fascination. The odd lights, brighter than any she had ever seen, illuminated the deserted streets. She wondered what sort of sorcery made the buildings glow like that. She marveled at how the light never seemed to flicker like a fire would. Whoever had made that must have been powerful indeed. The buildings towered over them, making her feel strangely small. Many of them seemed as tall as mountains. There must be powerful magics at work here...

Suddenly, Ekuro found a suitable building and charged toward it without slowing. At the last instant, he jumped, claws digging into the side of the building as he propelled himself up as easily as if he were running up a hill. Ormir shifted slightly, gripping Ekuro's sides tightly. When they reached the top, he pivoted sharply as Ormir held on, before he jumped. After a thrilling moment of free fall, his wings snapped open and they were flying.

'Higher,' Ormir requested softly, knowing he would hear her thought. Soon they were nearly in the thundering clouds, and Ormir could see the city in its entirety. A dark castle and a white castle stood on either side of Gardenia, like two hulking opponents lying in wait. Ormir and Ekuro swooped down toward the black castle, drawn in like moths to a light. Ekuro landed near the entrance to the grounds and Ormir dismounted, keeping one hand on his sleek shoulder for reassurance as they stood before the silent castle, illuminated only by an occasional flicker of lightning.

Ormir stood silently for a moment, taking in the large, ornate castle as she and Ekuro stood out in the pouring rain. The building was not just black in color, instead seeming to swallow all other color and light up. She stood and watched, fascinated, for some time to the exclusion of all else. Ekuro shifted slightly, looking to her to see what they would do now, and Ormir started out of her reverie. She looked at him, half confused for a moment, as if she had forgotten where she was. She turned her attention to the castle again, this time focusing on what might be inside.

Just looking at it, she felt that those she was looking for were not there. This meant she had no reason to be there at the moment either, especially if she was to find the others. She gave Ekuro a small nod, and swung herself back into the saddle. Ekuro trotted out of the large entryway and they passed through the quiet streets. As they came nearer to the center of the city, the few people still out gaped at the strange spectacle. Some even ran, screaming that there was a monster. Not wanting to attract so much attention, Ormir directed Ekuro to a deserted alleyway where he began to climb.

Soon, they were leaping from one rooftop to another, as Ormir watched the streets carefully, unsure what she should be looking for. Suddenly, she began feeling a slight pull. It almost felt like a flickering candle hovering at the edge of her consciousness. As they followed it, it became more exact, developing into distinct forms, like bright little flames. There must be the others involved in this game! Perhaps they were who she needed to find?

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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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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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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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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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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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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)