Yes Skylar...
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Hiya, AChronum here! Although I'm relatively new to rping, I have plenty of writing experience and love trying new genres and styles. I absolutely love high magic fantasy RPs and am pretty much willing to do anything so long as I can create a charaxter, not play an existing one, and develop lots and lots of backstory! I'm perfectly comfortable with all mature themes as well, although smut for smut's sake is out of the question.
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Skylar knew they needed help. None of them knew these woods well enough to survive and the North wasn't a place to wander. Skylar heard Jameson asking and the Knight demanding answers while Baldur tensed himself, preparing for the ladder. He was a little lost with how to proceed. Should they help? Should they run? He heard something, happy and light, but shook it off. He started took a breath and said-
It was bright. A boy, no older than eight, laughed as they cube hovered a few inches off the ground before falling. The blue irises faded as he look up and Skylar picked him up and twirled him-
A woman sneered from across the room and suddenly everything was ablaze. The boy vanished from his grasp and Skylar screamed and screamed fornhim. His magic couldn't put the fire out fast enough so he bolted, coughing and gasping. He stumbled into a room and froze. A small altar in the dining room. The woman with lightning dancing on her fingers. The boy pale, eyes dead, stomach sliced open. He flung his fingers out and sent spell after spell flying but every spell broke, failed, and faded. She smirked. He growled and discharged one last spell-
Eyes unfocused, he stared straight at the cultist. The orbs engulfed his hands and a hand the size of himself appeared, solid black. "Give him back! Give me Alexander back witch!" Skylar screamed before sending them hurling at the cultist.
It was bright. A boy, no older than eight, laughed as they cube hovered a few inches off the ground before falling. The blue irises faded as he look up and Skylar picked him up and twirled him-
A woman sneered from across the room and suddenly everything was ablaze. The boy vanished from his grasp and Skylar screamed and screamed fornhim. His magic couldn't put the fire out fast enough so he bolted, coughing and gasping. He stumbled into a room and froze. A small altar in the dining room. The woman with lightning dancing on her fingers. The boy pale, eyes dead, stomach sliced open. He flung his fingers out and sent spell after spell flying but every spell broke, failed, and faded. She smirked. He growled and discharged one last spell-
Eyes unfocused, he stared straight at the cultist. The orbs engulfed his hands and a hand the size of himself appeared, solid black. "Give him back! Give me Alexander back witch!" Skylar screamed before sending them hurling at the cultist.
Skylar jumped at the scream and narrowed his eyes at the man nonchalantly tinkering with his knives. He did a quick head count and stepped forward as he confirmed their party was behind him. He scowled and let his magic fly. A family trait, his irises glowed blue as flashes of blue swam through his viens as he stared down the cultist.
"So I'm going to be frank. We really aren't comfortable with this. A mud man and a giant at the exits, a boy playing with weapons as soon as the presumed owner of the establishment screams, and a demon cultist." Skylar spat the last word lie a curse. "What the hell is going on? And if it's nothing, I think I speak for the group that we would rather not be here anymore." He held one hand at the hulk at the door and one at the mud man, a violently swirling black orb in each.
However the orbs faded brief before returning as he watched Ivan and Raven walk out the door. His sudden intensity seemed to falter just a bit.
"So I'm going to be frank. We really aren't comfortable with this. A mud man and a giant at the exits, a boy playing with weapons as soon as the presumed owner of the establishment screams, and a demon cultist." Skylar spat the last word lie a curse. "What the hell is going on? And if it's nothing, I think I speak for the group that we would rather not be here anymore." He held one hand at the hulk at the door and one at the mud man, a violently swirling black orb in each.
However the orbs faded brief before returning as he watched Ivan and Raven walk out the door. His sudden intensity seemed to falter just a bit.
Skylar turned back to the bookshelf and muttered a quick incantation. His eyes flare blue as he connected to his fellow travelers' minds excluding Ivan. He didn't want to spook the sick boy. He held his breath.
'Listen very carefully and don't respond. The man in the rune cloak is a demon cultist from the south. Jameson suggests we group towards the back door and get ready to bolt if we need to.' Skylar let out his shakey breath and the spell vanished. He leaned heavily on the bookshelf, trying to recover. He started swearing internally about thier luck, or lack thereof. Of course he'd stumble right into what he was fleeing from.
'Listen very carefully and don't respond. The man in the rune cloak is a demon cultist from the south. Jameson suggests we group towards the back door and get ready to bolt if we need to.' Skylar let out his shakey breath and the spell vanished. He leaned heavily on the bookshelf, trying to recover. He started swearing internally about thier luck, or lack thereof. Of course he'd stumble right into what he was fleeing from.
Skylar turned to take a glance after Jameson spoke. He went rigid and turned back a little too quickly. His face pale went pale before he took a shakey breath and gripped Jameson's arm tightly.
"We need to get together and near an exit." He whispered to Jameson. "Rune cloak is a demon cultist. We need to watch them carefully or we may be on the wrong side of a sacrificial knife." He wanted to leave. He could set up a few spells for security outside if necessary. The way they lounged around made it seem like they had been here before. The more he learned, the less he liked this.
He turned and leaned against the bookshelf to look at the newcomers a little more. Three people in the room. Mage, fighter, and a common boy possibly. He pursed his lips and started reviewing spells to himself. Two of the three he could take. The barbarian over there may be a bit more of a challenge.
"We need to get together and near an exit." He whispered to Jameson. "Rune cloak is a demon cultist. We need to watch them carefully or we may be on the wrong side of a sacrificial knife." He wanted to leave. He could set up a few spells for security outside if necessary. The way they lounged around made it seem like they had been here before. The more he learned, the less he liked this.
He turned and leaned against the bookshelf to look at the newcomers a little more. Three people in the room. Mage, fighter, and a common boy possibly. He pursed his lips and started reviewing spells to himself. Two of the three he could take. The barbarian over there may be a bit more of a challenge.
@Leslie Hall I brushed up my character's backstory, personality, and descriptions as well as altered my last power if you wanna look at it and tell em what you think?
@xChrome oh gods, that'll actually be hilarious. Couldn't even be mad though.
No! We're invested in getting Ivan there alive at this point! Serious magics going down if Ivan gets killed by her 
Skylar stepped warily into the building. Use of magic in the area was obvious and would explain how she found them in the woods. He smiled grimly, memories of his home rising at the clutter. He wandered aimlessly over to the bookshelves and started perusing her bookshelves. The feeling of worn bookbinding and the smell of well read paper... He sighed and turned away.
"Regina, do you have any books with healing spells? I'm not sure Ivan will make it without something at this point." Skylar continued perusing the shelves, looking for any that could help.
"Regina, do you have any books with healing spells? I'm not sure Ivan will make it without something at this point." Skylar continued perusing the shelves, looking for any that could help.
He heard the heavy thud and splat as Ivan hit the groind. Skylar whirled around and groaned before quickly reaching the kneeling boy. Skylar sighed. "Listen kid, there's no point in being stubborn if it's going to get you killed." He muttered a quick incantation before tapping the root, watching as it followed his fingers just enough to loosen then yanked out the boys ankle.
"You can't walk like this Ivan. Remember, survival is the goal and stubbornness isn't going to get you there." Skylar turned to the group. "Oye, anyone strong enough to carry the boy for a bit?"
"You can't walk like this Ivan. Remember, survival is the goal and stubbornness isn't going to get you there." Skylar turned to the group. "Oye, anyone strong enough to carry the boy for a bit?"
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