Rune_Alchemist

Unheroic: The Fish and The Falls [Closed]

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Lia listened quietly to everything, but mostly Pox. That was only a theory. Nothing proven. Multiple worlds existing and whatnot. Old religions stated the Machine Gods came from an entirely different place, but it was usually passed off as simple religious zeal. The point made by Pox however, was beginning to make sense...which meant...she was no longer in Ivorthain. Lia's shoulders visibly slumped, a crestfallen gaze overcoming her features as she turned to Nale.

"...No." She quietly replied to Nale. "Well...I don't remember who built me. Or anything from before the time Master Baylock found my barely functioning body and core and repaired it. Though, he told me never to go to the place I was found. He never gave a straight answer and I never pried." She gazed down at one of her hands. "And yes, much like a human body my own has its own needs and maintenance. I do not require food nor sleep, but I must do routine maintenance to make sure my gears are not worn or damaged. I am made from a highly magnetic cobalt alloy so I am not easy to damage...but repairs are annoying. Without proper machine making tools..." Her voice trailed off, falling silent once more.

The stranger that had rescued them taking to writing something on the table with blood. Well, desperate times and measures and all that. He seemed most uncomfortable, and Lia wanted to give him a hug, but from what she could gather it was something about a gate being present and the next floor was near, and he'd be able to talk more there.

"...oh dear." Lia held a hand to her face as he proceeded to rather comically make his way up some stairs. It was actually kind of cute. "Well it is a pleasure to meet you, Sir Ahnciel." The Automaton gave a brief nod to her companions. "Hm...I think most of us can agree as soon as those two are finished checking the store rooms we should get moving."

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

I'm eager to see how Dirka takes this. Lets see what happens, shall we?

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

~~The Illuminator~~

Location:
Cy'Lathak
@Dealdric

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"Hmm? Lose my prophet?" Iva laughed, standing up as he gave Dirka poke on the forehead. "Ignorant child. You think I did this without plan or cause? Dirka, darling you give me too little credit! Breaking her mind is exactly what I wanted! And needed!" He waltzed slowly over to the both of them. "Besides...she is not suffering from Magic backlash, no no. This is the Libraries will. Our will. Little La-Zha's will. She knew what she was getting into." He would attempt to forcibly take Lazhria from Dirka.

"Quickly. I must return to the library remake her body while her mind is still malleable." The various Aho'Nohg that had been summoned alongside their creator had regained their senses and were slowly crowding around Dirka and the unconscious Lazhria. While they didn't seem hostile, Dirka would be able to tell this was not a subject Iva was going to budge on if Dirka refused.

We be Wizards [D&D 5e] (Everyone died, applications inside!)

The Gnome seems pretty good for getting us up to no good with side plot things.

The goblins, while fun, would have a very short lifespan if they tried to steal loot from Isilfarrel.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

Alright, well, back from thanksgiving things

I'll get up a post tomorrow. My relatives gave me a migraine.

Unheroic: The Fish and The Falls [Closed]

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Lia studied the man curiously as he went on to speak. Comrades? Them? Were they? That felt...wrong, to say right now, at least. He was quite the optimistic one, but perhaps that was what she needed. Baylock always told her to be more optimistic about things, but where was the point in that? Especially now, after he was...gone? Even so, the mans behavior and enthusiasm was, in part, seemingly mildly infectious.

"...I'll try to remember that," For the briefest of instants, a small smile seemed to appear on the lips of her face. The dozens of intricate pieces of metal that made her face plate making a facsimile of a smile. "Sir Pox." But it was gone in an instant as he went on to explain more of his House and origins. Blessed Isle? Thirteen Houses? Foreign, completely foreign. She had hoped that he was simply from across the seas, but no. Not even they had things named as such. Not that it mattered for now.

"Eh?" Lia recoiled slightly as he stepped forward, hands clasped together. His passionate, quick speaking was not unfamiliar to her, and if it was possible for a robot to blush at being called a 'marvel without compare', she'd be doing it. She might have been a custom model, but there were far prettier, or more functional out there than she was. She was just a servant, nothing less...nothing more.

"Aha...w-well," Lia's gaze turned away from Pox, a metal hand coyly running behind where her ears would have been had she been human. "That is quite alright. Master Baylock often told me I should be more curious myself." The automaton's expression returned to a neutral state as she continued in a mildly robotic and practiced tone. "I am indeed, an Automaton. Servitor Custom Model CH-71A. Designation Primalia. Repaired and returned to service by Master Baylock and his associates." A formal introduction. "I am unfamiliar with the terms you use. The Golden Lords...First age. Automaton were as numerous as humans were I am from." She paused, thinking for just a moment. "We are even worshiped as gods, as the Old Machines in certain parts of the world." Averting her gaze once more, she continued. "...but I am happy that you find me interesting."

Before any more jovial conversation could be had, however, they were interrupted by one of the other humans. A clattering of his sword on the table indicated mild annoyance? Impatience, perhaps. Uriel, did he say his name was? Certainly had a point.

"Uriel, was it?" Lia replied. "Shouting at our rescuer will get no results. Something seems to have happened to his words to prevent him from speaking. I'd say he'd have artificial vocal cords that were damaged...but after being introduced to magic here...perhaps a curse." A logical conclusion. "I also would like to know where we are though. This certainly isn't Ivorthain - magic like these creatures do not exist. Those bird...people do not exist, either. Only Humans and automatons such as myself."

We be Wizards [D&D 5e] (Everyone died, applications inside!)

Well, since everyone else is posting their CS's early. Here's my pretty much finished CS. I've gotta finish writing up the entrance exam, but I should have it tomorrow.

plz go easy if there are any problems. This is only my second D&D thing.

Isilfarrel Mornelis

Boy all these neutrals and here I am gonna be straight up Evil. This should be fun.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

Alllright, and a post to what I've been working towards for awhile now. Was going to make it a little more showy, but I'm short on time and tired.

To clarify a few thing, yes, Lazhria may have just become this worlds first 'Summoner' or 'Conjuration' practitioner. Not really magic so much as it more of a Clerical thing for her. And yes, she summoned Iva. A lot less easier than that normally since Iva was both willing and was kind of pushing her towards that.

I do hope that is acceptable.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

~~The Illuminator~~

Location:
Cy'Lathak
@Dealdric@Stern Algorithm

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"Of course, little Gammy." Iva replied with a respectful spin and a bow, snatching up the contract. "As long as it isn't in the next day or two...I shall be more than happy to attend! And don't take it personally. Very soon we shall not let anyone have access to the Library." He continued, grabbing a writing quill from the nearby table as he signed his name in the runes that he normally did. "...just don't interrupt the party in the next day or two, and we shall not have any problems, hee!" Pirouetting once more, Iva began walking as one of his long, thin arms pointed to the portal. "If you want, take one of the Aho'Nohg. They can take you back to the mainland very easily."

leaving Gammaton to his own devices once more, Iva waltzed away with a slow, methodical step. Then something rather odd happened.

He vanished. In a single instance, gone.

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The pain was beginning to become unbearable. Something else, then? Lazrhia was misunderstanding something here, then. A basic function of all magic? Had she misunderstood? Too many questions. Either way, her feet were starting to become unsteady. A pounding in her head, like something trying to get out of it. That...didn't feel like magic at all.

"Urgh..." Lazhria groaned, holding a hand to her head. She just needed to focus more, was that it? Fine then. More energy. More. The emblem on her hand began glowing more brightly, her mouth dry. When Dirka popped back into existence, Lazhria didn't register. This also meant she didn't hear the comment about her being married to a mortal, and her question of her well being also went ignored.

"..." Lazhria fell to her knees, as though in a trance. If Dirka was concerned, it would be an appropriate reaction, but before she could do anything, her body backwards, convulsing violently.

"Nglui mgahnnn..." Her voice was joined by an otherworldly, ethereal tone. "C'Stell'bsna ee s'uhn!" Swaying lightly, the humans body still stood, and any attempt to move it would be met with resistance. Whatever this was, it clearly wasn't of Dirka's or her followers doing. A fact that would be immediate clear by a crackle of energy, and a Gate opening overhead.

"...hmm?" The form of Iva emerged from it, first his head. He seem mildly surprised, before his faceless visage settled on both Dirka and Lazhira. "...Oh how wonderful!" Before he could say another word, fell face first on top of Dirka. Lazhria kept saying words incomprehensible to the human mind, several more portals opening with Aho'Nohg slipping through them.

"Joyous!" Iva laughed, not bothering to move from his position immediately as Lazhria's body fell backwards. "Ah, she'll be exhausted after that, heh! Joyous! Marvelous! A human opened a gate to a Divine realm!" He giggled madly. "With a little help from me of course, tee-hee, but still!"

Unheroic: The Fish and The Falls [Closed]

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As the man replied, her face lightened in hope. A doctor? So she was right! She let him go, but kept a close eye in case he needed more help. If he was, then perhaps - but his next words diminished her hopes in moments. Hierphox of House Apothecary? Foreign. Completely foreign. Perhaps a place across the vast Sea of Whispers, but she was almost certain such a thing or place didn't exist within Ivorthain or its surrounding lands.

"Well," Lia folded her hands in front of her with a small bow of her own. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sir Pox." A doctor would be good, even if it was one unfamiliar to her. She could perhaps provide basic first aid - she wrapped a bandage or two in her time as Baylock's servant, but she wasn't going to be doing any major medical work.

As the doctor went on to make a few assessments, Lia remained silent, nothing to add to the situation. Still, she couldn't help but to be curious about the doctor.

"...Sir Pox, if you don't mind me asking." She began quietly, walking over to him. "'House Apothecary'...where would that be from?"