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I'm back! Still recovering but I'm finally home again.
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So... I ended up having to be hospitalized... Doing fine but not enough to go home yet. Sorry for the delays. Hopefully will be back home this week.
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I've just realized that in all the 9 years I've been part of this site, I've never had to change my name, make an alt account or anything like that!
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"Humanity takes great pride in three things. Their willpower, their greed and their mortality.

Their will and endless greed allows them to grow and ascend past other creatures
But their mortality denies them divinity

It's a delightful purgatory between being Fallen and being Divine"


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Will have my post done tomorrow guys!

It's the last post for the quest too.

Btw,
@PaulHaynek
I'll have the CS for my next character ready and sent to you by tomorrow (hopefully XD) too :-)


Even though Maeve had planned carefully every step before getting out of Tundral, when she got to Midril, neither did she had partiular plan nor she cared where she was going. Arriving on the town escorted by guards, her entrance was anything but discreet. Truth be told, not only Maeve herself, but the guards themselves also knew that their presence was completely unneeded and instead, they were only there due to Maeve's ego and pride. Just as the reason that Maeve refused to use the Orzhov family crest. Despite that, her appearance was enough for some people know who she was, even in Midril. Still, there were only a few who knew her despite her name being well know in Tundral.

"Here we are, Lady Maeve." Said the capitain of the guards who were responsible for escorting her as they arrived on the stables, near the city gates. There, a horse was already prepared and ready to go, a grey male of big stature, healthy and well kept, it appeared to be impatient and eager to leave. It's clean, almost glistening coat and it's obvious musculature were clear signs for anyone who knew about horses that it wasn't the type of horse a common person could buy.

"You have my gratitude for the escort, Capitain. It took me a while, but I am finally free." Maeve said, with a courteous and polite bow.

"It is my honour, my Lady." The capitain said.

"Send my regards to my brother and my parents. Tell them that when I come back, neither of them will be able to ignore my talent nor deny me the respect and recognition I deserve ever again." Maeve said, as she mounted the horse, which despite it's previous impatience, stood almost perfectly still as Maeve mounted it.

"... As you wish, Lady Maeve." The capitain said, hesitating a bit and trying his best to keep his composure despite Maeve's sharp words.

With a dignified posture, Maeve headed towards the city gates. Almost as if knowing it's rider's intentions, the male horse followed it's commands with a noble, dignified trotting until they got outside. Despite being the first time Maeve had rode that particular steed, it was very well trained to accept almost any rider. When she arrived on her destiny, whether it was Portea or Kalla, she would only need to leave it on the stable for someone to go fetch it and return it to Midril.

As Maeve loosened the grip on the reins a bit, it visibly relaxed, as it shaked it's head, showing it's eagerness to go instead of being stuck inside a closed stable.

"You know how to behave yourself." Maeve said with a smile as she rested her hand on it's neck.

"I suppose you deserve a small reward..." she said, thinking as the horse waited for it's rider's commands.

Maeve smiled as she further loosened her grip on the reins, leaving it free to run as much as he wanted for a while. The eagerness and excitement were clear on Maeve's expression as she rode away.




Kalla - The Inn


Maeve was expecting a different climate, especially when she choose to go to Kalla, but she wasn't expecting to be so hot. Thankfully, her dress was made of a light material that let her skin breathe, but still, it was still a bit difficult for her, an Isoli, accustomed to near freezing temperatures to deal with such a radical difference from Tundral.

"Ugh... Why is it so hot here?! How can a human being survive like this?" Maeve said to herself as she finally arrived on Kalla. Wanting to get to the inn as soon as possible, where she imagined it would be a bit cooler than outside, she paid no mind to the commotion that was happening outside the temple.

Despite being peaceful and uneventful, the trip was still rather long and Maeve was currently in a rather sour mood due to the hot weather, which ironically made things a little better for her due to inadvertently letting out her ice magic around her according to her humour.

The moment Maeve got inside the inn, those nearby the door almost immediately felt the temperature drop as she walked inside with calm, elegant steps and a cold expression to match the air surrounding her. Almost immediately she felt a drop in the temperature, both thanks to herself being there and the fact that there was a roof hiding her from the sun.

"... It's better." Maeve said to herself. After all, her, out of all people, couldn't allow herself to be in such an embarassing state, sweating and smelling.

Almost instantly, she stumbled with a Satyr, who was near the entrance.

Surprised for seeing a Satyr there of all places, Maeve stopped for a brief moment, curiously analyzing him with her eyes before she introduced herself with a polite greeting, assuming he was working in the inn as a waiter, greeting the customers who got inside.

"Good afternoon, I would like to rent a room and something to eat and drink. Something cold and refreshing preferrably." Maeve said.

"Thank you." she said, with a small, polite bow as she greeted the Satyr and walked towards one of the tables with a calm, elegant step.

Unsurprisingly and much like Maeve's style, her entrance wasn't not even a bit discreet. Be it for her beautiful, intricate dress, the delicate and beautiful blade on her waist or her exotic appearance, it was literally impossible to ignore her.

Ashkevron Residence in Aren, Askavi




Sitting on Gennar's bed to rest, Mikhail couldn't help but to think about the things he saw when Faeril entered his mind. Even though he rejected those memories, he couldn't help but to think about them... They were the reason for his suffering, so many nights he spent without sleeping but he couldn't help but still be curious about them now that he could analyze them more clearly, without the painful memories and the strange feelings. Who was the woman on those memories, who was... he?

Unfortunately for him, it seemed that it was still too soon for him to think about those matters, as he could feel the memories becoming more vivid and the feelings returning. Forcefully making himself forget about that, he finally laid down his head on the bed. Hopefully, it would be the first night in a long time that he would be able to sleep comfortably.

The night was uneventful for Mikhail. A quiet, perfectly calm night without dreams. Something for which he had longed for a long time. Feeling refreshed and rested, Mikhail slept for more time than he usually would thanks to Faeril's treatment. Nonetheless, it was still early when he got to the kitchen, just to find up that both Dareen and Faeril were already up. Dareen had just finished eating her breakfast and was sitting down in the couch with a tense posture, as Faeril was lost in her own thoughts outside. Not much was needed to realize that both women had their own problems to think about, judging by both their expressions and the atmosphere around them. Unwilling to interrupt neither one of the them at that moment, Mikhail nodded towards Dareen in a discreet greeting as he sat down and silently began eating his own breakfast.

After finishing, Mikhail stood up as he headed towards the front door. Upon passing by Dareen, he stopped, looking to her for a moment.

"The flowers and herbs do have a wonderful fragrance in the morning. You should come to the garden, it might help you to calm down." Mikhail said with a surprisingly serene expression, completely different from the one he showed when he had arrived.

Respecting Faeril's space, Mikhail was satisfied in slowly walking around the garden, stopping to appreciate the morning dew, glistening on the herbs and flowers decorating the garden, as well as their delicate and subtle fragrance. To anyone who stopped to watch Mikhail at that moment, it would be clear that he was another person compared to how he was acting when he arrived. Even though it was probably a result from Faeril's treatment and a good night of sleep, observing him with that serene expression on his face, one would not help but to think that the change on his personality was too radical even taking in consideration Faeril's treatment.




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Karina Frost


Truth be told, Karina was relieved when Týfurkh explained a bit more about his ability, stating it would be highly unlikely that their message would be intercepted. Like he explained, it was almost like a directed beam. The only ones who would be able to hear their message would be the respective recipient and whoever stood in the middle of the beam, which, in that case, they would need to be floating in midair to hear them.

"I see... I apologize for being so careful, but we are in a very troublesome situation... Caution is never enough." Karina said, with a thankful nod towards Týfurkh as he finished explaining it.

Týfurkh's following statement was a good one though. What if the tower was in bad conditions? They would somehow need to get to it's top. One way or another. Their group wasn't exactly the most... discreet one and the idea Karina had wouldn't help with discretion either. Luckily, DB offered himself to scout ahead of them.

"If you see, feel or even if anything, no matter how small, goes wrong, do not hesitate to retreat and call for our help." Karina said, with a respectful nod towards DB before he ran towards a nearby building and using it to reach the tower.

A few minutes went by as DB scouted ahead of them for any enemy or suspicious movement before he called them in a low tone. Much to their luck, everything seemed to be going perfectly well until that moment. Karina only hoped it would remain like that.

"The tower's structure seems to be fine. We should still be careful though." she said.

In the unlikely event that something happens, Karina could use her ice magic to get them to safety. It would be extremely taxing on her body depending on how much she would need to use, but if she needed to use it to guarantee the success of their mission, she wouldn't think twice.

As both her and Týfurkh got inside the building, Karina stopped for a moment, looking to Týfurkh and DB with a serious expression.

"Hear my words carefully, for I will not repeat myself." She said, with a serious tone.

"Hear thee not, the sweet whispers of Kaspar, lest you take his place when Samiel, the Black Huntsman comes to collect him." Karina said, making sure Týfurkh and DB were paying attention at every word she said.

"This is the message you must send to the forward operating base. It's a refference to mine and fath- General Viktor Frost's favourite Opera. Der Freischütz." Karina finished, hesitating noticeably when she was about to say that the general was her father. It was clear though that it wasn't because it was a secret, but it was more of something related to hierarchy, respect and how she was raised by him. It was also the first time she mentioned her father's name, which was another sign that she indeed trusted DB and Týfurkh.

@Fetzen@Jerkchicken

Ashkevron Residence in Aren, Askavi




Faeril's words to Dareen were harsh, but she spoke the truth. He didn't know exactly what Dareen's situation was when she started working for said mercenary company, but surely she had other choices, maybe she just didn't realize she had or simply ignored them. Mikhail wasn't an hypocryte to start saying anything about her hands being dirty with blood, about justice and life. After all, he stopped counting the amount of lives he took a good while ago...

Despite all that, no matter how many mistakes Dareen made, she was too... naïve and awfully honest to be guilty of what Gennar and Denvar were accusing her of. Mikhail was curious about her though. Given her reactions, how easily she showed her emotions & etc. he couldn't easily see her being a mercenary. Not only that, but there was no apparent reason for Faeril to keep her alive, yet, she did. Surely there was something behind her being so... lenient with someone who killed her Black Widow sisters.

After Gennar and Denvar got out of the room, Mikhail gave a few steps towards Dareen, sitting in a chair a few meters away from her, not that far to make a conversation difficult, but not as close as to make it uncomfortable neither for him nor for Dareen.

"Faeril kept you alive, despite having no reason to. Don't worry, you will live as long as you play your cards correctly." Mikhail said.

"Oh, a friendly advice..." Mikhail said, remembering that Dareen had muttered something about needing a drink.

"I strongly advise you against drinking the coffee Gennar made..." he said in what was half a warning and half a joke with a discreet smirk.
The Vieran Woods






Despite the pain and the bleeding that Nera's attack caused, it was obvious for Ditzy that his efforts were indeed having results, as Nera was slowly reaching physical exhaustion despite her enhanced stamina due to the frenzied state she was. As he provoked her, smiling and moving forward Nera seemed to almost completely ignore his provocations, or maybe she wasn't even capable of understanding his words clearly due to the state she was.

The moment Ditzy got closer to her, Nera immediately lunged towards him, with her claws out, aiming for his throat. Unlike the previous time though, Nera knew by instinct not to underestimate Ditzy's strength and was prepared to quickly jump away as Ditzy dove towards her once more. Even though Ditzy's attack didn't succeed, it was clear to him that Nera, who was already exhausted, was spending much more energy in those lunges and dashes she gave than Ditzy. Being wary of him also meant that Ditzy could use that in his favor to move closer to the sandbag without her realizing it.



Freyr


Finally having recovered his senses, Freyr quickly analyzed the situation going on between Nera and Ditzy. While he was indeed relieved to see that Ditzy was somehow being able to keep Nera in check, he knew he could do something. Even if Nera was exhausted, she was still a frenzied Viera, and thus, was extremely deadly.

As Ditzy maneuvered around the battlefield, Freyr sneaked behind Nera, waiting for the perfect opportunity to tackle her. The second she jumped back, avoiding Ditzy's attack was the perfect moment.

Lunging towards Nera with a surprising burst of speed, even for Freyr himself, he tackled her from behind, getting her by surprise as both of them went to the ground.

While Freyr wasn't as strong as Ditzy and certainly couldn't compete in strength against a frenzied Viera, he could still buy some time for Ditzy to get his weapon.

"NOW! Get your weapon and knock her out!" Freyr shouted as Nera quickly got up and swung her claws in a deadly swipe, aiming for Freyr, who was able to dodge it by little.





Nagare's breath, already strong due to her assuming her dragon form, was further enhanced by the fores's magic, which, surprisingly enough was combining with her own. The more she damaged the barrier, the more Nagare could feel the forest's breath and magic revitalizing her.

The crystal, which was already beggining to crack was finally overwhelmed by Nagare's magic coupled with the forest's, causing it to shatter in many small pieced, immediately opening the section of the barrier it was mantaining.

As the hole in the barrier opened, Nagare could feel, much more clearly than before as the forest's magic rushed inside the barrier, quickly overloading the rest of the crystals, which had exactly the same fate as the one in front of Nagare. Not only that, but with that surge of magic coming from the forest, Nagare felt it more than just a 'weird energy'. Maybe it was a result from her magic combining with the forest's to break the barrier, or maybe it was a sign that the forest had accepted her and Ditzy as allies, but she definitely felt a connection to the forest. She could feel the trees breathing magic around her and even their roots, entangling themselves into each other under the forest's soil. Even though that connection was still somewhat superficial, it was still an overwhelming amount of information for someone that wasn't accustomed to it as the Viera were. Despite that, Nagare somehow felt that she could further develop that connection if she trained, meditated and understood more about the forest and nature.

It was thanks to that connection and influx of information though that Nagare would realize a small spot on the soil that was completely 'devoid' of magic. Upon closer inspection, she would find a shard of the large black crystals that were used to maintain the barrier. Unlike the others, this one somehow was still working, despite having a lower potency compared to the whole crystal. Whether she would ignore it or maybe take it with her, it was a choice she would have to make, but after understanding how those crystals worked, it was clear that it could have it's uses for her or any strange situation regarding magic that she eventually faced.
@Lmpkio@AzureKnight

Sorry for the delay guys, college tests coming up and i really need to study X__X

Will have my post done this week. Sorry for the delay.
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