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Natrelmon: From the Ashes

What how, and damn you, you posted and moved this to the front page. I was one page 11 thinking this had been deleted

Natrelmon: From the Ashes

Hurrying past Rook, Night quickly put a firm grip on Samuel's shoulder as the trainer reassured his worried Lancelot. The man had shown great courage in the very face of evil and madness, Night was surprised Samuel had been able to recover so quickly from such an ordeal. Night couldn't help but feel guilty, knowing that it was his quest that had brought them all here, his request that they all come with him to face this evil, this danger. Hoping to spare Samuel further torment, and possibly protect Rook from whatever evils lied ahead, Night decided to take the lead. "Dude... There are seriously foul magics inhabiting this place, I'm sorry you had to go through that. Let me take it from here."

Using the same hand that had been on Samuel's shoulder, Night projected a bright, focused beam of light ahead of the group into the mist. The spell would act like a search light piercing into the mist out from the circular aura of light Samuel's Lancelot was already projecting. It shined directly onto the large gate in front of them that blocked their entry to the next room, though the massive jet black walls around it also did a good job of preventing them from circumventing the door altogether. As Night walked up to the gate, he was obviously apprehensive towards it, the possibility of it being cursed with more evil spells being pretty apparent. The hand not casting the beam of light towards the door unconsciously began to reach backwards to take off his back pack... Before Night realized what he was doing and stopped himself. The objects in his pack were both evil in their own ways, and Night didn't know how the mist, and more importantly, Rebena itself, would react to them if exposed.

Reaching instead into his right pocket, Night quickly summoned Discus, his Flabara. The massive twenty foot long snake was to Night's (And the others of his party due to its length) right, it's mobility and agile nature might be of some use in this environment, where a Kaiguard's slow movement was useless and a Frallion's one-directly speed burst was dangerous. If necessary, the snake could spring its massive muscles forward it one great push to smash open the gate, if required, though as Night walked up to it he hoped this was not the case.

"Any ideas on how to open this thing?" Night asked Rook and Samuel, as he used his handy searchlight to comb the wall for any sort of handle or key hole.

Natrelmon: From the Ashes

Adequately dressed for the location, having known they were traveling to Orin (Just not this second), Night was in black sweat pants, yellow/brown steel boots, and a white long sleeved short underneath a black wind breaker with red trimming that had "TORAN" in large red letters on the back. Carrying with him a medium sized black back pack with various supplies, including relics and other items of interest, Night stepped through the portal...

And found himself barraged with gusts of wind he had never experienced before. "Alright, I wasnt ready for this." Night plainly stated as he shielded his face from the wind. Despite his get up, he was a Toran born who had never been over the mountains, let alone the Eastern cities. Looking around, Night observed the others as they came through the portal, and acquainted themselves with each other and their surroundings. Reaching into the bag for his relics, then pausing as Eien spoke, Night's face grew into a determined smile as the strongly-spoken trainer finished giving out orders. "Let's ride, Hrimfaxi" Night breathed into a frosty blue coin he had removed from his bag. In a flash of light, a tall, strong Frallion was before the group. Eagerly climbing on, Night gestured and shouted to the group as he took off towards Rebena, having studied the tome's map extensively and knowing the way. "Hey! If you know the way, I'll meet you there, if you don't, just follow me or someone who does!"

The majestic ice horse took off, its hooves thundering in the windy plains that it was well accustomed to running through. Frallion had made the chilly tundra of the north and the tough slopes of the central mountains their domain with their hardy muscles and frosted manes, though it was on the flat plains where the Natrelmon could truly show off their speed and endurance. This could plainly be seen as Night and Hrimfaxi were already a good distance away from the city of Orin in the few moments they had been travelling. The horse could easily keep this pace for several hours, assuming his rider was up to the task. Night himself was actually uncomfortable as an equestrian, but didn;t really notice due to his determination to get to Rebena. He had a joyous feeling that he was travelling down a path already set before him, a path that would lead to a brighter world, if only for the few souls that would be aided in the quest. While he would normally be reluctant to undertake such a dangerous journey, Night was reinvigorated by the thought that Suzaku's will, Rinkoo's guidance, and Arandin's spirit all aided him in completing this task. His newfound powers didn't really hurt either.