|Emillion Mods (emillionmods) wrote in emillion,|
@ 2014-04-18 08:57:00
|Entry tags:||!group thread, !npc: duke reinholdt, !npc: kiyoko matsudaira, !npc: vivian xi, aisling wilde, almalexia lliryn, araceli monsiváis, arielle chiaro, aspel cassul, caspar vaux, cian wilde, cressida karth, drake liu, genevieve albrecht, jareth monaco, juliette coulombe, lavitz fon amell, lionel baines, loch lemach, magnolia paget, mathieu rozenkatz, peony min, rivalen beau, seloria cassul, theodore finch, toku matsudaira|
Who: OPEN TO ALL!
What: And then everything goes to hell… PART 2!
Where: Emillion - Inside Paling walls.
Rating: W! for WTF? (WARNINGS: Violence, death, naughty language, you know the drill.)
Note: Please rate/warn sub threads accordingly!
Unfortunately, attacks would not relent throughout the night. Beasts knew no need for breaks, and it would seem nearly as quickly as one was felled, two would rise again in another place. Hashmal did not need the same sort of rest a Hume did, and Vivian - her mind gone - had lost desire or feel for need of sleep herself. Safety would be hard to find.
The morning would not bring any difference or significant benefit of sorts. Vivian continued to rain spells down, Hashmal still stood guard, dealing out crushing blows and earth rending spells. That was assuming, of course, that anyone was able to make it that far as well. Many a beast continued to break, bend, tear, and rend through stone, metal, and flesh of anything around them. Even for monsters, these ones seemed nearly mad with purpose. However, what purpose that was, was anyone’s guess. Was it their own design? Where they motivated for destruction because of the beast that stood gate keeper to the Mage’s tower, or was it perhaps related to the screams that came from Vivian herself about wanting the Shards. Perhaps, they’d never know.
For now though, things continued as they had before. Massive sweeping, violent spell work reaping destruction upon those below, while monsters picked off the rest. The only difference today would be the new creatures - only a few - seen beginning to appear.
A hand waved, a consideration given towards which spell to cast next, which ant to squash, but then... Something seemed to get the better of her. With a flick of her wrist, and a shift in her weight, Vivian retreated into her floor of the tower, disappearing completely from sight.
Unfortunately, this would not be for long. A few preparations made, a few pieces of gear exchanged to make her suited for what needed to be done next, and then…
With a flash of light, the Sage would appear within the first floor of the Mage’s tower, a wave of her steeled her body with Wall, and Reflect before with another wave of hand she blew the door from its hinges, sending it flying into the street in front of the tower. If it happened to take out some hapless fool standing in front of it, she knew, and cared, not.
Eyes scanned if only briefly for what was happening around her, giving only a few moments for anyone who wished to approach before Vivian hasted herself, and then dualcast of float and Aerora to send her flying once more into the air, and above Hashmal before coming to hand upon the beast’s shoulder.
“Let us find the shard together, pet.”
With that, the team of Vivian and Hashmal, the double threat - as she cast Baraero on the beast she rode - shifted, causing the ground to rock, and rumble beneath Hashmal’s very feet. Anyone who decided to engage them would be in for quite the nasty surprise as Vivian could cackle, buffing Hashmal and herself against as many threats as she could before unleashing magicks so powerful they could destroy lesser men in but a single blow.