[center] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5582552][img]https://i.ibb.co/nr7J8Ly/Anton-Agravaine-2-Token.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5583221][img]https://i.ibb.co/6PRDkVZ/Sylrael-Token.png[/img][/url] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5583221][img]https://i.ibb.co/k1kVKRp/Melodia-Token.png[/img][/url][/center] [h3][color=gray]Ryllae's Abode, Odenfield[/color][/h3] [@Estylwen] [hr][hr] [center][hider=An Otherworld Calls][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NZjGIsF1_84[/youtube][/hider][/center] [hr][hr] Though the air felt thick and strained with unease, Ryllae played the calm in the storm and bade Sylrael to relax. She then turned to Gervese, telling him to keep watch on the cellar, and he obeyed. She was quiet for a moment, then a butterfly flew from her form and perched on the gate. [quote=Ryllae][b]”The Seeds are through this gate. I will go and retrieve them. You are welcome to remain here, My Lord. However, I assure you, it's quite the view.”[/b][/quote] With that said, Ryllae gently stooped and stepped into the fairy gate. There was a shimmering flash of light, and she disappeared. After a moment, Anton stepped forward to follow but halted when Sylrael gently tugged on his arm. [b]'... Be wary, captain,'[/b] he whispered. Anton stared at Sylrael's expression, marred with worry, before patting Syl's grasp and offering his leader's smile. [color=0072bc]'Keep Gervese company until we return.'[/color] Syl's anxiety was only somewhat abated, but it was enough to let his friend go. Anton stepped forward and mimicked Ryllae moments earlier, stooping as low as she had, and stepping through. The light that shimmered was much brighter up close, and Anton winced-- blinded for a few seconds. He could feel a breeze that faintly licked between the seams in his armour. Anton opened his eyes slowly at first, then his eyes widened as he found himself in an otherworld of lavender. A seemingly endless field of grass and poppies that danced in the wind and shimmered white. Glimmering petals gracefully floated into the air. Anton stepped forward, seeing Ryllae moving at a steady pace a little ahead of him, but noticed little shadows and yellow eyes watching from the grass. They did nothing, otherwise, so Anton ignored them to catch up to Ryllae. They approached a small thicket of glowing white trees, where great birds of this otherworld roosted. They stirred ever-so-slightly as they approached, perhaps bristled even at the clanking of Anton's armour, but otherwise stood by. Anton continued to follow Ryllae quietly as she made her way into their midst, until she stopped before the largest of these birds whose tail was coloured blue. [b]”Valokein.”[/b] The bird rumbled, its voice- like air hissing against metal- spoke. [b]”Zu'u lost bo fah nii.”[/b] Ryllae said in response. Anton could only watch as the two conversed, looking like old friends who've not seen one another in a long while. The great bird then inclined its head, and stood back. Where it had been roosting was a nest with a small wooden chest. Ryllae took a moment before picking up the chest, and with a key retrieved from her dress she unlocked it. As she lifted the lid of the chest, Ryllae's face was illuminated by the prismatic array of Seeds glimmering within. Anton's own Seed seemed to grow warm beneath his chestplate. After a moment, Ryllae looked back up to the bird. [b]”Nox hi.”[/b] She said. The bird gave a low nod of its head. Anton continued to remain quiet, following Ryllae's lead through this strange otherworld that he was entirely a stranger in. As soon as they were outside of the thicket, Anton took the moment to ask his newest questions. [color=0072bc]'Ryllae: what is this place, and who were they?'[/color]