[h3][center]~~Ebon Shael~~[/center][/h3] [@Shoryu][@Ninja] [hr] Ah, oh terrible day! Frightening Memories! How dramatically terrifying! At first she thought it might not be hostile, considering it had not attacked to start with. It seemed like it was judging her - she felt those stares aplenty back on Sal'Xantis. Ah, how the magisters and nobles oh so loved to look down on the younger Ebons such as herself! Tee-hee! Just showed their own insecurities. Right, a tangent. The thought of non-hostilities vanished instantly as a sharp frown formed on the creatures muzzle. The blackest night she had ever seen erupted from the castle, surrounding the area in a dome of darkness as the sun began to rise. A mild thought of the unnatural swiftness with which it rose registered in the back of her head, but she couldn't linger on that. No. She was far too focused on what was taking shape within the darkness. The shadows swirled, starlight coalescing in place of the shadow being that had originally been there, surrounding it and wrapping it in an even darker night. What once she had thought was simply an implausibility, was quickly seeming to become much, much more real. The shadows swirled, and for a moment starlight twinkled from within, lighting up the darkness with seemingly innumerable amount of nebulae and stars, as if one was staring at the universe as a whole. But it quickly passed, shifting again in the shadows, quickly boiling into the visage of a monstrosity. "Ah-" How adorable! The little robot was actually trying to help! "Tee-hee! If only this little Ebon could be as confident as you, little Sparkles!" Shael's voice was still filled with mirth as she spoke, but it was obvious there was a forcefulness to it. The ground shook as to her, an impossibly gigantic creature slammed its ethereal appendage onto the ground, causing her to loose her footing slightly, a mild tinge of pain shooting up from her leg into her chest. "Hehe! Ah, Beryllius! If you think your illusions will scare this jester," She took a few long, graceful steps back as she craned her head upwards. "Well you are quite right. I'm utterly terrified, Tee-hee!" She jovially laughed again, the gigantic creature lowering its featureless face towards her. Whether this beast had somehow followed her hear or not was irrelevant. She grabbed sparky's hand with a light grip, hopefully spinning him around. "Time to go!~" She made a beeline for the Eventide, deciding not to overstay her welcome. [h3][center]~~The Wreck of the Eventide~~[/center][/h3] [@Double] [hr] Well, he supposed their ruler would decide that. A minor complication that could easily be resolved with the exchange of knowledge and culture. Friendship though? How...egalitarian? Perhaps a better word would be better used there, but that was not something the Ebon were known for. Research and knowledge above all else. To be sure, there was something to be said for keeping ones contract and deals, but friendship?...hmm... "Jessiel'Ralleth." Jessiel replied, his long flexible arm performing a seemingly exaggerated bow. This...quadruped, Astral was an Astronomer? Curious, he would have liked to inquire more, but a violent heave of the ground gave him pause, eyes following Astral's own towards the castle. Odd. The place seemed seismically stable - but that wasn't the only odd occurrence. The sun began rising rapidly, as if the Sel'Chroma and the Sun Emperor were once again causing trouble, overtaking the moon. Secondly - a shadowy dome erupted from the castle. ... Ignoring Astral, Jessiel turned and in fashion that made it seem as though he was floating, long robes trailing the ground lightly as he moved towards the edge of the crash magical circle and crash site. "Mass of magical energy." Jessiel observed. As both a scientist, researcher, and scholar, it was easy enough to know how magic worked. It was a little foreign and it did not all make sense, but he did know the threat level was high. "Not unsimilar to Sel'Beryl Lunar magic. Shiestal..." He sighed, a low displeased, drawn out tired seeming chime coming from him. "Jester bringing trouble. Otherworlder," He turned to Astral. "Dangerous. Should leave." With that, Jessiel seemingly finished whatever words he had for the pony, shouting loudly to the Ebon that had been ready for danger. They moved from the forest, back towards the ship and made a defensive perimeter, using the wreckage of the ship for cover.