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Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

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Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Leith Calder

Two weeks have passed since Lyn's Hunt, and Leith was feeling terrible. He had been so close to death so many times in past year than he felt appropriate, and the events of the hunt lingered with him. It caused him to wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat more than once. The night before had been no different, so as he usually did whenever sleep evaded him, he had set out for the library. To research a bit more on the Falling process he had ahead of him at some point in the future.

Stifling a yawn and with a slight limp, Leith left the library. Once he had been brought back to the College after the hunt, he had had his leg healed by Lidda since, as he was surprised to hear, the Naga had pretty much shattered his leg. Had he been in it's grasp any longer, his other leg might have done the same. The procedure had been quick and healed his leg fully, but he had a limp that he was told would go away in a few weeks time. With a sigh, Leith wandered the halls and let his mind wander.

This was the second time that he had encountered something known as the Wild. Both times, the ring that had affixed itself to his finger had spoke to him. He thought back at how the first time it talked to him it said that Althalus knew more about the Wild than he was letting on. Then, he had let it lie because it didn't seem that important, that it was a one off, but now that it happened again, it may be something a lot more relevant.

With that thought in mind, Leith decided he needed to talk with Althalus. With as a plan in mind, Leith set out to find Althalus. In a short amount of time, Leith was at the door Althalus' and Mar's den. He steeled himself and knocked on the door. The depression that Mar had been in since the hunt had been very disheartening, and from the few times he came by to check up on her, the depression was almost a part of the atmosphere and seemed to latch on to whoever was there. He waited at the door with a somber look on his face, a different look that the smile he tried to wear when he tried to talk to Mar.

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Darius Jura

Darius ducked under a wild hook and sent an uppercut to his opponent's abdomen. The man dropped to his knees and held his side. That was about the fifth punch that Darius had landed in the exact same spot. His opponent waved off against any further possible attack and returned to nursing his side. Cheers broke out from around him and Darius left the pit. He received his money from the fight and made his way to the bar. Underhaven was a good place to fight and no one seemed to mind the fighting there as long as it was fair.

There was a commotion as plants started creeping up the body of the Necromancy teacher Uicle. Darius looked at the scene for a moment before continuing to one of the open seats, as he made his way towards the bar, someone bumped into him. It was some kid that got up and started making his exit once he saw the girl wrapping vines around the teacher. He looked Yarosmeran. "Watch where you are going, kid," he barked at the kid, before turning to the bar and taking a seat next to Uicle.

He watched as Tyrael told Uicle that he was leaving and got up started making his way out of Underhaven. Darius was surprised that Tyrael was leaving so early. He ordered a drink and passively listened to any further conversation between Uicle and Tyrael, curious as to what was said to get the Demonmancer to leave

It was frustrating to see the demon drowning himself with drink because he wasn't there when the hunting party was attacked, and if Uicle hadn't stepped in, Darius would have.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Leith would take the yellow ring from the selection

Torn Across the Rift

@jdh97 One quick thing about your Herbert post. XIII and Dayna had left Herbert's room before they started talking.

Torn Across the Rift

XIII chuckled bitterly when the ball of light asked if the first group that found him gave him his powers. "That would be something," he started before glancing at the sprite. "Sorry. No, I don't think those people gave me this ability. The place I came from have people who are born with abilities. Some have control over specific elements, others can move from one place to another in an instant. All of these abilities have drawbacks. The moment I get cold, I have no control over fire." XIII absentmindedly ran a hand over the burnt side of his head as he spoke.

"The people that found me believe that people like me are a danger to the world, and they want to get rid of us, one way or another. They tried to turn me into a weapon against others like me. They took my memories and tried to break me." XIII stopped talking as he recalled his time as a prisoner. He shook himself out of his thoughts and looked at the creature in front of him. "But that's enough of my sob story. I guess I should introduce myself, You can call me XIII. We should probably make our way back to the meeting, don't you think?"

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Leith Calder Lyn's Hunt

Leith paused when the man noticed the venom and mistook it for water. As the trees got closer, Leith decided to just hurl the venom as if he was throwing it away at the man's leg. Leith turned his attention to Summer, who had just called out to him, and made a clenching motion with his hand, forcing the venom into whatever it had made contact with. His head was pounding and his muscles were cramping, but he managed a strained smile at Summer. "It's good to see you awake," he said briefly before turning his attention back to the mage and the trees.

He watched as E'nasha created a shield from trees that the mage didn't uproot. She made a suggestion of making the mage turn into a swarm so her plants could eat them. "That could work, I don't know if I managed to get him with the venom from the Naga, but a plan like that would be good just in case. Here." Leith held out Seraphim Sword and enlarged it to the size of a normal long-sword. "If you can make sure the seeds can't fall off the hilt, this could force him to swarm." Once that was done, Leith took aim and threw the sword at the man.

The sword would continue moving in the direction that it was thrown without losing any altitude or speed. It looked as if it would continue going until it hit something or was stopped. Luckily, Leith was able to stop it whenever as long as he could see it. The unfortunate part was that it was all he could do with the sword, and whenever he let go of the thing, it would start taking swipes at whoever was near it. Once it got close enough to the man, Leith stopped the sword. For a moment, the sword hovered in place. Then it was violently and clumsily taking swipes at the Herbamancer. It was around this time when Leith heard a roar coming from the direction of Ssarak and Meirin.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Rtron said to have the knight die, so I did. What exactly is the situation with the knight's brother? I know he's manipulating trees; who is being attacked by him?

@EliteCommander

Leith, E'nasha, and Summer.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Hey @Rtron, How big are the trees that are attempting to bludgeon Leith and co. to death?

Torn Across the Rift

XIII stayed silent throughout the entire ordeal with the old man, but he nearly jerked his hand away from Twain when he started going cold. It was cold to the point that he was having trouble keeping the warmth at the same level. The heat in the room started fluctuating. When Twain came back from wherever he went and let go, XIII pulled his arm away and started rubbing his wrist. If anyone was looking closely, they would see what looked like a minor hand shaped burn on his wrist before his other hand covered it.

When the ball of light came into the room and demanded to be let out or it'd find a way to break out, XIII watched the scene with amusement. It looked like the situation with the old man had been dealt with, so XIII left the room without saying a word and went on a search for the angry ball of light. After enough searching, he found it.

"You're going to need some serious firepower if you want to punch through this place," XIII said as he leaned against the nearest wall and folded his arms. "I understand the feeling of being cramped, I do, but at this moment, this is the best place for you to be." XIII rubbed the tattoo of his namesake on the back of his left hand before continuing. "If you leave this place, you're fair game to whatever group of people find you next, and you will be found eventually." He held his hand out palm up and a small flame appeared over his palm. "Some other group found me and..." He trailed off and watched the flame in his hand before extinguishing it. "Well, let's just say it wasn't pleasant. So how are you planning on breaking out?"

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Leith Calder Lyn's Hunt

Leith coughed into his hand, grimacing at the taste of blood. There was a circle of browned and dead grass around him, Summer, and E'nasha. The amount of magic he used in such a short time was starting to slowly take a toll on him. He needed to deal with the Herbamancer quickly if he wanted to make it out of this place alive. As the mage talked to him, Leith reached into his herb kit and grabbed the Acadanite and popped it into his mouth. He couldn't get to the man, so he needed something to do that. There was water, but that would have no effect on the man. He needed to incapacitate the him. There was the sedative in his herb kit, but Leith wasn't sure how quickly that would work, or if it would even knock the man out. The only thing he knew of that was fast acting was...

Venom.

Leith had to stop himself from looking at the dead Naga not that far from him. The Herbamacer rose his hands up and the trees around them started shaking. Soon after, three trees uprooted themselves and started making their way towards Leith. After that happened, the ring warned him about the brother coming over. Leith looked over his shoulder, and sure enough, the knight was making a bee-line towards him, but then he was battered down by spheres of water and then Ssarak. Leith frowned at the sight of Ssarak, but it was a welcome sight.

Leith looked back at the Herbamancer and noticed that he hadn't moved from his stance. Maybe he could distract the man and get an opening for the venom. He looked at the man and spoke up. "Are you willing to give our deaths to the forest at the cost of your brother?" He looked back in the direction that the knight had been, but he was out of sight. "Two mages against one man. One of them is a Psycomancer as well. The outcome doesn't look good" As he talked, Leith slowly drew the venom from the Naga's head wound and moved it as quickly and as subtly as he could towards the Herbamancer.

Leith was aiming to bring the venom up to the man's neck and forcibly make the venom absorb through his skin, but if sign that the man was going to help his brother or if he noticed the stream of venom, Leith would speed up and attempt to send it to the man's leg.