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Garen winced for Alionna, so caught up in the moment, he had forgotten about her curse. One that made her destined to live on the edge of agony. He regretted hugging her without at least a warning but she probably understood. It was just good to see a friendly face that hadn't been killed or joined Sven in his conquest.
Next, he felt her light magic course through him, renewing his energy levels and healing his wounds. He instantly felt ten years younger, besides the small headache at the back of his mind. He stood up straighter and stretched his arms out. "Thank you my dear, I really needed that. Who knew that wounds took so long to heal without magic?" he scoffed.
"I suppose I have a lot to tell you. Things happened so quickly during the final days. It feels so long ago, but to think it was just a month.." He paused, returning her gaze with a soft smile before letting it drift into his natural stoic look, "Many of our friends did die that day but I should have known you weren't among them. You were always the strongest of us, besides... besides Sven. I was one of the lucky ones to teleport out in time. It was awful, the look in his eyes was something I hadn't seen before... or it was something I chose to ignore."
The ranger sighed, "Even with the Demon Lord's death, Remus is still alive. Well, in a sense. Do you see the brunette human over by the statue? She is a vassal for his spirit to reside in. Hard to believe I know, but I heard his voice through her. Supposedly they both wanted people to show up at this town to preform some sort of ritual on the statue. Remus said along time ago cultists use to worship it and were given power in return for sacrifices. The people and demons here have decided to put aside their differences for the greater good of the world and see if its true. At the rate that Sven is going, we've been told his magic has the potential to wipe out everything, even the underworld."
He stopped talking for a moment, letting the information sink in before finishing. "Us 'moral' folk, or so we've been called have been reluctant to use this source of magic but some of us have come to the agreement that if the demons are going to use it, then we must as well. In no way am I going to let another tyrant rule over the world, especially a demon one. Now that you're here, perhaps you could shed some light on what this statue actually does?"
He looked at Ali again, noticing the imperfection of her scar. It wasn't looking so good. Garen stammered, "I-I didn't mean to hug you. Well I did, but I forgot about your... problem. How's it doing? Do you need anything?"
Next, he felt her light magic course through him, renewing his energy levels and healing his wounds. He instantly felt ten years younger, besides the small headache at the back of his mind. He stood up straighter and stretched his arms out. "Thank you my dear, I really needed that. Who knew that wounds took so long to heal without magic?" he scoffed.
"I suppose I have a lot to tell you. Things happened so quickly during the final days. It feels so long ago, but to think it was just a month.." He paused, returning her gaze with a soft smile before letting it drift into his natural stoic look, "Many of our friends did die that day but I should have known you weren't among them. You were always the strongest of us, besides... besides Sven. I was one of the lucky ones to teleport out in time. It was awful, the look in his eyes was something I hadn't seen before... or it was something I chose to ignore."
The ranger sighed, "Even with the Demon Lord's death, Remus is still alive. Well, in a sense. Do you see the brunette human over by the statue? She is a vassal for his spirit to reside in. Hard to believe I know, but I heard his voice through her. Supposedly they both wanted people to show up at this town to preform some sort of ritual on the statue. Remus said along time ago cultists use to worship it and were given power in return for sacrifices. The people and demons here have decided to put aside their differences for the greater good of the world and see if its true. At the rate that Sven is going, we've been told his magic has the potential to wipe out everything, even the underworld."
He stopped talking for a moment, letting the information sink in before finishing. "Us 'moral' folk, or so we've been called have been reluctant to use this source of magic but some of us have come to the agreement that if the demons are going to use it, then we must as well. In no way am I going to let another tyrant rule over the world, especially a demon one. Now that you're here, perhaps you could shed some light on what this statue actually does?"
He looked at Ali again, noticing the imperfection of her scar. It wasn't looking so good. Garen stammered, "I-I didn't mean to hug you. Well I did, but I forgot about your... problem. How's it doing? Do you need anything?"
@Lightning Would Garen know about Alionna's curse?
@Hammerman I can't help but notice that you are referring to Garen as 'Giden' in your posts haha :D
@Lord Zee
how tall is Garen, I'm thinking Alionna is about 5'3? Also I won't be able to post a response for a bit...working on an essay due by midnight, slackers are a cursed lot! ><
He's about 5'10 haha.
Garen seemed to spook the girl slightly when he began talking. He really had to stop doing that, sure it was apart of his nature to be stealthy but he never knew when things might go awry. He listened to her speak, it had been a long time since anyone had referred to him as a
'sir' and he wasn't very partial to it. It was for knights, nobles and others who prided themselves on a code on chivalry. He'd let it slide for now, and probably tell her otherwise when she finished.
The ranger pulled down the cloth that covered his mouth, to also reveal a smile when the girl wholeheartedly agreed with him about killing the demon, but at the right time of course. Though she was slightly misguided about it doing, 'nothing wrong' for its very nature was an abomination, cursed to be foul and unforgiving. Least he could count on her if the time ever did arrive.
"Please, just call me Garen." He spoke causally before frowning again, "In my life, I was always taught that trust works both ways. So no I don't trust him or any of their kind. I'd advise you to do the same, but the hooded girl is right after all, we have to put aside our differences for the time being and save what we can before it's too late."
He paused, letting what he said sink in, before continuing, "As for the ritual, like I said previously, anything willing to give always takes more. I don't think it would bind us to Remus, he's not much right now. Hell he's in another person's body that he can't even control. We have a difficult decision to make, do we let the demons use it and stand by watching? Or should we even the odds and play along? We'll just have to see what kind of magic is offered."
"You never did give me your name, miss-" He noticed she wasn't exactly looking at him, and as his gaze followed hers, he saw the women standing away from everyone else.
Garen recognized his old friend instantly, as feelings of joy crept back into his heart. "It can't be... Alionna? I... Uh, you'll have to excuse me."
He half jogged over to her, removing his hood so that she could see it was him. Once he arrived, Garen hugged her fiercely before she could say anything and then let go, looking her over.
He said softly, "Ali... I-I thought you were dead."
'sir' and he wasn't very partial to it. It was for knights, nobles and others who prided themselves on a code on chivalry. He'd let it slide for now, and probably tell her otherwise when she finished.
The ranger pulled down the cloth that covered his mouth, to also reveal a smile when the girl wholeheartedly agreed with him about killing the demon, but at the right time of course. Though she was slightly misguided about it doing, 'nothing wrong' for its very nature was an abomination, cursed to be foul and unforgiving. Least he could count on her if the time ever did arrive.
"Please, just call me Garen." He spoke causally before frowning again, "In my life, I was always taught that trust works both ways. So no I don't trust him or any of their kind. I'd advise you to do the same, but the hooded girl is right after all, we have to put aside our differences for the time being and save what we can before it's too late."
He paused, letting what he said sink in, before continuing, "As for the ritual, like I said previously, anything willing to give always takes more. I don't think it would bind us to Remus, he's not much right now. Hell he's in another person's body that he can't even control. We have a difficult decision to make, do we let the demons use it and stand by watching? Or should we even the odds and play along? We'll just have to see what kind of magic is offered."
"You never did give me your name, miss-" He noticed she wasn't exactly looking at him, and as his gaze followed hers, he saw the women standing away from everyone else.
Garen recognized his old friend instantly, as feelings of joy crept back into his heart. "It can't be... Alionna? I... Uh, you'll have to excuse me."
He half jogged over to her, removing his hood so that she could see it was him. Once he arrived, Garen hugged her fiercely before she could say anything and then let go, looking her over.
He said softly, "Ali... I-I thought you were dead."
@Lightning Can I have permission for Garen to give Alionna a hug?
Working on a post right now, sorry for the wait.
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Kay~ Sorry again. I'll be careful from now on, I like me hands.
Hey, no worries! We all make mistakes and now that you know, everything will be fine.
Garen was heavily conflicted. After hearing what the robed women had said about 'survival' and 'worlds ending' he was put into an uncomfortable setting. He felt incredibly insignificant compared to the powers that Sven would soon be emitting and it scared him. He had just thought that his old friend would just kill everyone, which in hindsight was probably foolish. Of course there was something far more nefarious going on in the background. There wasn't really much of a choice then, no matter how high the odds were stacked against them, Garen would have to get past his indifference and help.
It seemed that the muscle bound man had the same line of thought that he was currently undergoing. No matter how much he hated to admit it, it looked like these folks would have to come together and stop Sven before the world ended. He was about to put down his bow when the large feminine demon began to walk towards him, then ripped the arrow out of his hand, dropping it the ground before walking past him. Garen growled under his breath, that stupid bitch of a demon better watch herself or an unfortunate accident might occur. Or not, but he always enjoyed killing demons quietly, that way they didn't run off like cowards. He would have said something to her, but when the elf looked over at the demon, she was borderline violating the other human female's space. She then left, but not before making the girl blush red.
He felt bad for her, so after picking up his arrow and hanging his bow upon his back, Garen walked over to the human. He looked her over for a moment. Fairly young, obviously talented and a knight of some order he couldn't place.
He spoke in a kind voice, or as kind a voice as he could muster, "You alright miss? I take it the demon bitch didn't ruffle you up too bad? His voice went down to a whisper, "Between you and me, we could probably take her if it came to a fight. They get real easy when they don't have any legs to run on." He paused before talking normally again, "The names Garen by the way. Garen Trask." @Hammerman
It seemed that the muscle bound man had the same line of thought that he was currently undergoing. No matter how much he hated to admit it, it looked like these folks would have to come together and stop Sven before the world ended. He was about to put down his bow when the large feminine demon began to walk towards him, then ripped the arrow out of his hand, dropping it the ground before walking past him. Garen growled under his breath, that stupid bitch of a demon better watch herself or an unfortunate accident might occur. Or not, but he always enjoyed killing demons quietly, that way they didn't run off like cowards. He would have said something to her, but when the elf looked over at the demon, she was borderline violating the other human female's space. She then left, but not before making the girl blush red.
He felt bad for her, so after picking up his arrow and hanging his bow upon his back, Garen walked over to the human. He looked her over for a moment. Fairly young, obviously talented and a knight of some order he couldn't place.
He spoke in a kind voice, or as kind a voice as he could muster, "You alright miss? I take it the demon bitch didn't ruffle you up too bad? His voice went down to a whisper, "Between you and me, we could probably take her if it came to a fight. They get real easy when they don't have any legs to run on." He paused before talking normally again, "The names Garen by the way. Garen Trask." @Hammerman
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