Pyromania99

The Shattered World

Ante Magnus

Ante and the caravan spent the night at the town. Supposedly, they should be out of the sandy areas soon. The thought alone made Ante feel as if she were leaving her home. . . But that has been gone for many, many years. Regardless, they gather their things, pack the wagons back up, check supplies, feed the camels. . . And a few other things. Soon enough, they're on the road north. Ante takes a seat in the front carriage with the Leader. "It's always exciting going on the road again." He mentioned, looking towards the coming road. For now, it was all sand. Soon enough, however, there would be more and more green. A world that Ante had never really seen before. Or, was it moreso a world that Ante never really had a chance to visit? "Have you ever been this far north before?"

Ante just looked at him and the out the front of the wagon. "I. . ." Ante wasn't sure what this place was called anymore. It wasn't Harena. Naasha? Likely not. "I've not left the sand in my life, aside the life saving rivers." It was truely sad to think about. A life encompassing one grand city and it's outlying regions. . . As well as a twin that was well loved.

"Ahhh, one of those types, heh?" The Leader said with a slight couple of nods. "Yes, yes. I thought you one that has never left the sand's embrace. Worry not, my friend. For soon, you will enjoy the sight of wonder greens and color you likely have not seen in such abundance." Ante was unsure how to reply to that with anything but a somewhat unsure nod.

"Uhhh, yea, sure. . ." The Bladedancer let out. Green? That sounded. . . Like an Oasis? "Well, I don't have a clue. I'll just believe you on it then. Isn't it a mostly sandy world out there? I've heard stories but. . ."

The Leader just smirked. "It is grand, very grand, I assure you!" He seemed very confident in that. "That said, it makes it easier for bandits to ambush caravans. So be prepared." With that warning, the caravan slowly made it's way through the desert. Ante made idle talk with the Leader to try and figure out the current situation of the world. Luckily, The Leader took most of the questions as someone from a backward village ignorant of the world. And soon enough, they came to a mountain pass, terrain different from much of what Ante had seen since the journey began. "Ahh, we'll see the new terrain . . . Well, rather soon."

There was a small camp set up at the pass. A town, really. Not much happened here, the caravan stopped for a little rest, but the day was still young so they continued after a couple hours. A few more hours, the sand started to disappear into a brown grass. Not entirely unknown, this was still a sight for Ante. Before much longer, the grass started getting more and more green. Then, trees. More and more until there was nothing but trees the eyes could behold aside the road in front of them. "This. . . This is amazing!" Ante said, looking at all the foliage with awe. Trees were not unheard of or unseen, but this much was a different story altogether. "You were right. This is really pretty. I've never seen this before. I wish Auge... Nevermind that." Ante had a slightly down look before retreating back inside the carriage. "Well, how much longer before we get there then?"

After a slightly confused look, the Leader spoke, "Not too much longer. A day, two, maybe three. We'll have to rest soon though, camels are looking a little tired." He moved over to the front of the carriage and spoke to the driver before coming back to the back and making a hand gesture to another, signaling they were going to stop soon. There was a clearing big enough for them to hitch the camels, settle the wagons and make camp. It was simple enough. They obviously had plenty of experience and by now, so did Ante. It was cozy as it could really be.

The night went by quietly. Once morning came, they packed up and set out on the road again. Not long after, something did happen. A whistle. Loud, and from the backside of the entire Caravan. "I knew it, some bandits. One whistle means. . . Not too many. My friend, could you go and deal with them?" He asked Ante, getting a simple nodded before the Bladedancer hopped out of the backside and made it toward the back. This was by no means a small caravan either and took a little to get to the back.

By time Ante had got there, a couple of the merchants were fighting off some men. Even further out were some enemies on horseback. The first thing done, was dispatching of those currently fighting. Ante willed the Infinitus Gladius to turn into a small dagger, slicing the neck of the first bandit and then stabbing the other in the back. "I don't know you, but my apologies." She said to the dead, and badly wounded bandit. Next, was a wild throw at one of the four men on horseback. It pierced him in the shoulder and was either powerful enough, or shocking enough he fell off his mount. The horse itself veered to the side and hit one of the other riders before running off out of sight. The dagger quickly returned to Ante's hand and threw it again, hitting another rider in the chest, killing him instantly. The other two, not wanting to die most likely, stopped their advance and ran off at the sight of a fourteen year old girl that either killed or badly wounded four of their "friends."

"I feel sloppy." Ante mentioned looking at the bodies. A couple of the merchants went to settle the horse down and remove the body. A nice prize for a job well done. After a multitude of thanks, Ante returned to the front-most carriage and to the Leader. "It wasn't much. Probably nothing your merchants couldn't handle."

[b]"Truth as that is, we didn't have anyone with an injury. We can be thankful for that."[/color] The Leader said, before they continued on their journey to the city. It wasn't far away now.

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

Lunalel Lightsword

The Knightess dropped her bow that disappeared into nothing and then drew her sword, parrying Sorcha's strikes. "Not especially, but I wanted to test it. You make the perfect target." Luna smirked as she started on a melee offensive herself, gripping her sword with both hands and giving swings from the sides. "This fight's fun either way."

The Dolls

The doll felt as if it were in slow motion as it fell. It made a huge thunk noise as it hit the ground. It took a couple seconds to look itself over to make sure there were no cracks in the body as that could become a huge problem, though nothing seemed out of sorts. Out of anger, one would think at least, the doll smacked on the cat's leg and it would hurt a very slight bit to be annoying. The other dolls brought over a couple of items that Katherine wanted for dinner and they both just stared at Meowka and the other doll.

The Shattered World

Ante Magnus

@Tominas

On the path to Bervenia, Sidepath to Rhyad

Ante laid in the lead wagon with the Caravan Leader. It was a boring trip but to be expected. At least she wasn't out in the sun all day. On the Caravan Leader's suggestion, she attempted to rest some, but found that it was close to impossible to do so right now. "It feels so slow getting there. You guys do this often?" She had to ask.

"Yes, well, I think it's worthwhile. We have plenty of useful resources that they lack in Vraweth." The Leader said, stroking his beard. He was currently counting some different coins, and putting them in their place. "And they, the supplies that we lack. The coin is a good reason as well." He said with a sly smile. Ante couldn't help but laugh at that. It seemed his objective too.

Ante took a look out the front of the open wagon and looked at the camels. Dirty creatures at times, but definitely the best choice for out in the desert like this. The Harenan military used them a lot. "So, we're going to stop by another city now?" Ante said as this bird landed on one of the camels in front. "A bird?"

"Yes, we should be arriving in Rhyad here today sometime. We'll be resting there for the night. They've always been fair to us." The Leader said before looking at the bird that Ante mentioned. "A bird? How rare out here. There are not many out here typically. Perhaps it's because we're getting closer to the town."

"Yea." Ante said looking at the bird some more before putting a finger out closer to it. "Come on little guy, come to me."

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

Lunalel Lightsword

Luna held her arm up and it helped lessen the damage to her head from Sorcha's wing. "Want me to attack? Well, you can help me test a new idea." Luna sheathed her sword for the time being and started another chant. "Lucis Arma: Forma Arcus" With her words, a bow of light appeared in her hand. It was just as she imagined. An immitation of light that looked like a Longbow from back home. It was interesting thinking about it. "We English are pretty well known for our use of the Longbow. Some say it's indescriminate for the range it can be used at and the power behind the draw.

She plucked the "string" of it and then aimed at Sorcha. "It's been a while since I've shot a bow though." Luna said as she put her finger back on the string and pulled it. An arrow of light phased into existance on the bow. She then released it to see how fast it went and if Sorcha would dodge. It seemed to be as fast as a normal arrow at the least.

The Dolls

The doll poked at Meowka's cheek and then pointed over to a specific section. It obviously wanted her to go over there. If Meowka actually went over, she would notice something decent. Dried and Salted Fish. Something for her to snack on every now and then. They were in a sack and it looked like it would be something decent for the cat. Miss Lindall was a kind soul and lead the doll there for Meowka. Not that the cat would understand. The doll pointed at the sack for Meowka to pick up.

The Shattered World

Ante Magnus

Burial Site outside Harena Proper

Ante woke violently. Eyes went wide and the dancer start to pat around. "There was a giant hole! And Auges! And. . . And. . . I died. There should be no coming back from that fate." But here I am were the words that wanted to escape lips, but alas they hovered at the point of escape and retreated inward. "There has to be a reason. No. For now, to figure out where I am. This is a sandy area, so for sure this must be in Harena. The empire is big and it encompasses most of the sandy area so I just need to find. . ." Almost as soon as saying it, Ante noticed something in the distance. A city perhaps! It had some of the archetypal architecture of Harena. It was just time to get closer.

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As Ante encrouched on the city, there were two noticeable things. First off, it looked a hell of a lot like the city of Harena. Second off, it was destroyed. "No way this could be Harena, it's too dead and destroyed. This gatehouse though. It looks just like the one we marched through on the way back from both wars." It was heavily destroyed but it seemed to be standing for the most part, much like the walls that outlined the city. Hell, there were even the hills that were similar to Harena. Someone must have went through a lot of work to imitate the structure of Harena and make it look like hundreds upon hundreds of years of sandstorms came through. Besides, there was a lot of sand buildup on the walls, it looked like there were plenty added.

Now was the time to enter past the gates. The insides looked worse than the outsides. From ground level outside hardly a thing was visable, but the inside painted a whole different story. Buildings that should have been there were reduced to little more than it's foundation. What was once a fountain had ought but a large skeleton covering it. It seemed like those beasts Naasha brought out in the Second War. By now, Ante was putting a couple things together. "I really did die. I think. If nothing else. . . This is the remains of Harena?." Ante's knees buckled and met with the soft sand. "It's all gone. The Emperor, the people, the Temple. . . Auges. . ." Ante remembered all that happened between them before the stone pillar made a meat ornament out of the more emotional twin. "I'm sorry, Auges. Really. . . I'm so, so, so, so, so very sorry. I'm in control of myself now. No, I don't even deserve you if you are still around."

Soon, a vision clouded Ante's mopping. It was not familiar at all! It was all grassy and so much clean looking water! A paradise one might call it! It was calling! "Perhaps the Harenan's retreated there!" Ante had come to a decision. For some reason, someone had planted this information and if Vis willed it, Ante would find a way there.

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Ante hadn't been traveling for long. The desert was just about as bad as the twin remembered with the exception of having no water. With that in mind, Ante was extremely lucky that there was a traveling merchant caravan going in the same way. Doubly so that they were kind and accepting. "Thank you for being so nice. Where I'm from, merchants weren't so nice." Ante said, sitting across from the merchant.

"Is not a problem." He said, stroking his beard. He spoke a language similar to the one spoke in Harena but it was different. It must be a seperate dialect. A really corrupted version as Auges likely would have said. "I'm just glad we could save a stray soul in our own journey. It will bring pride to all. Great point of honor taken in helping others where we can. All we ask, is you help sort through our items once we reach our destination."

"Just tell me what you need done. I'm sure there's more I can do to assist. I may look like just a cute little girl, but when it comes to my swordplay. . . Well, let's just say I was called the 'Elegant Bladedancer of the Sand' back in my time." Ante added, thinking over the path. From what these guys showed on the map, they should all be heading to the same place. Luckily, Ante had found them while struggling through the sand.

"Is that what you were called? Did they give you the title of the hero of old then?" The Merchant Leader joked.

"Hero of old? What do you mean by that?" Ante asked, curious.

The Merchant Leader looked slightly perplex but answered after a couple of seconds. "My apologies, I thought perhaps you may know since you speak a version of the language. I'll assume you've at least heard of the Harena Empire? The old one, yes? Well, there's been a tale passed down in our clan of two twin heroes. One adapt at magic, Saint Auges and a one a Bladedancer. Saint Ante, was her name though she apparently had no great desire for such a title. Both ephemeral children and both beautiful the stories say much like yourself miss." He told the tale in such a soft and gentle tone, Ante couldn't help but believe his words meant one thing.

"Y-yea. I s-suppose I do get told I'm fair beautiful or cute sometimes." So, Ante and Auges. . . "How long ago was that suppose to have been?" Ante had to ask. With Harena destroyed as it were and Ante actually alive, there was little else to ask.

The Merchant Leader took the question with a smile and a nod and looked up to the roof of the inside of the cart they were in looking for an exact answer at the back of his head. "I would be in the thought of about two thousand years ago, give or take some. In the oral tradition it is not to be exact you see? But that is what most agree upon, yes?"

Two THOUSAND? That's. . . . Well, that's much long than Ante or Auges lived! Well, maybe Auges was still alive! Yes. . . Maybe. . . Ante was in the opinion that she would not be able to show her face to Auges if the ever met again. Not after that display. It was so fresh too. The Merchant Leader seemed to take notice of the flux of emotion in Ante's face as he decided to ask. "My apologies, is there anything of problem with what I have said? Is there ought of the tale you take offence to?" He seemed obviously concern if he made offense. If there was anything, now was not the time to make her benefactor worry.

"No, I should be the one apologizing to make you worry." Ante mentioned, fixing any stray emotion on her face. "I just remembered my own sister, is all. Again, I must thank you for taking me in with you."

"Is no problem, as I said. We just expect you to assist where we need it. Now, if you need, go ahead and rest. The road to Bervenia is long and we expect a couple of bandits. If you are as elegant the Blade-user as you claim, then perhaps you could help with that." He added looking expectantly into the eyes of Ante.

The twin just looked back into them confidently. "Of course! Leave it to Ante Magnus!" The Caravan traveled to Bervenia with very few incidents and those that occured could easily be overcome with Ante's skill and the Merchant's Shrewdness.

The Shattered World

Btw, btw - @Crusader Lord & @Tominas are the new Co-GMs! <3

@Lyla

It's because Rune and I are twins isn't it!

Congrats you two! :D

Digimon World: Tamer's Bureau

I have posted!

Welcome to round two of combat! A little easier than guns, but a couple more in number. Keep an eye on your human partners. :D

Digimon World: Tamer's Bureau

Niels gave Impmon an impish grin himself. "Oh yea, getting along with your partner alright." That delivered a sigh from the boy's lion digimon. "Aaaannnnnyyyyways. Ahhh, Yumeko? Right? Cute Japanese girl that's a bit of a tomboy?"

Yumeko was a slightly flustered by that. "Shut up. You're never going to get any girls that way. A-anyways, we need to save Greymon." She looked at the map on her Digivice and walked off in a direction.

Tinkermon couldn't help but giggle. "This train ain't stopping anytime soon, so you better catch up while you can. Hope you don't trip on any tree roots while we're going there." The little Pixie digimon said, guessing what was on her Tamer's mind.

"H-hey! Wait up! I was just joking around!" Niels said, play catch up. Supposing no one objected the party continued. . .

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What felt like thirty minutes passed and the group of tamers ran into something they had not probably expected. A giant tower of a digimon and five smaller digimon that looked like little shorties in armor. "What in the Digital World is this? A small group of tamers? Not one of the ones we need. . . But it's always nice to get rid of the competition. What do you all say?!" The giant tower thing said to the smaller ones.

The Tower

The Armored Shorties

"Yea, boss!"

"We got this!"

"They look weak"

The little things said amongst themselves. Niels just giggled a bit. "Oh my, did the pipsqueaks in armor with toothpicks for spears call us weak?" He seemed genuinely amused by this. The Chess Army soldiers seemed irritated by this and were ready to pick a fight.

"Hey, these guys. . . Are they?" Yumeko had to ask. Tinkermon just nodded almost laughing with Niels. "Then. . . The big one is RookChessmon and the smaller ones are PawnChessmon?" She just guessed since they were related to chess anyway. "Then we can handle the PawnChessmon. No problem. You get the RookChessmon. He's the same level as your GrapLeomon right?"

"Geez, since when were you the boss? Still, I was going to suggest the same." He leaned over to Vivian a bit and whispered in his ear, "Geez, you have it tough dontcha?" He then slapped GrapLeomon on the shoulder and urged him onward. We got this, bud. This guy is cake compared to Ruuto's Tankdramon."

The RookChessmon practically sighed as he went to face GrapLeomon. The PawnChessmon were riled up and wanted blood. Luckily, our Heroes had more than enough time to prepare. "Last one in's a rotten Digiegg." Tinkermon said as she moved forward towards on of the charging Chessmon and kicked him in the face. . . Or, at the least, where his face would be if a helmet weren't in the way. He fell over quickly. "Oh wow, he was right, you are w.e.a.k."

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

Lunalel Lightsword

"Lucis Arma: Forma Murus" Luna said as she unsheathed her sword. A wall of light appeared in front of her just in time to hold Sorcha back slightly from her shoulder slam. It couldn't hold the entire force of Sorcha's assault, but softened it up enough. At this point, it'd be weak enough to return the attack in kind by slamming her own shoulder into Sorcha's. "You are pretty fast. As expected of my partner." A few ideas ran through her head. Something about quick beasts and ways to fight them. Perhaps a similar strategy would work against Sorcha.

The Dolls

The dolls practically sighed as the looked between themselves and then up to Meowka. They also looked between each other again as if conversing and then nodded. One looked back at Meowka and made a hand gesture to beckon her to follow them. They would have lead Meowka through the town and to a small grocer that had a little bit of everything. Again, all the dolls looked at Meowka and played a small game with their hands. . . Actually it doesn't even look like they could do much with them, but apparently they did. Two looked like they won and another looked down dejectedly. The two that won walked off towards corners of the store to grab some items, but the other walked over to Meowka and held it's arms up to be held by the cat.

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

Lunalel Lightsword

"It hardly feels like a skill test without you using your everything Sorcha." Luna said. She had an idea to counter the dragons flying, though she had never really tested it before. But she's done such things in the past, so perhaps there was a chance "Though, just take it easy on your dragon breath so I don't get really crunchy?" Luna added, wondering what the dragon would say in response.

Katherine Lindall

"It's a good eperience for you." Katherine said as a trio of dolls looked at her. She just nodded at them and they got up from their seats and gathered around Meowka, poking at her leg telling her that she'd follow them. Another one walked across the floor with a small sack that had money in it. More than enough for food for the both of them. "The dolls will guide you where you need to go. Just be smart."