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I'm 27 years old, and have strong interest in fantasy and sci-fi, but I am well versed in many other styles of writing. If you're unsure just ask. I'm always up for a good role play, but I only take 2 or 3 serious projects on at a time.
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I'm 27 years old, and have strong interest in fantasy and sci-fi, but I am well versed in many other styles of writing. If you're unsure just ask. I'm always up for a good role play, but I only take 2 or 3 serious projects on at a time.
Check out any of my posts (that will soon be arriving,) and let me know if you like it! I look forward to writing with you all!
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"I can kill him," Merlin insisted. "I just need a stronger power source. I'll travel worlds and take what I need from those of power..." he trailed off. "Maybe not, my phase ability isn't working well like i said. I need to figure out what's wrong with that first."
She had run out of the house in such fury that she was arguing almost face to face only two feet from this man who had openly said he was there to copy her powers and yet she was not afraid of him hurting her in the least.
"If she doesn't love you back what is your purpose for going? The chances of her being alive are so remote. Are you that obsessed with this girl? Is she really worth all of the harm you will do to others in the process? Is she worth your life?"
"All I am, all I've ever been is someone who serves and saves. This 'girl', as you put it, is the most just ruler you could ever imagine. Kind, strong, loyal. She loved her people without fault. I am confused, but you think my stealing powers hurts others? How so. It is only mimicry, so it's not as though they lose their powers."
Merlin turned to gaze at the sky. "I would be less than nothing without what she did for me. She gave me a purpose greater than myself, and united my peoples. The English, you called them? They were once barbarians, just like the nordic and germanic tribes. Until Camelot was built, that is."
He turned back to her, eyes accusing. "What have you done since your fiance was slain? Hidden in this village? What if you had the power to avenge him, to see the tyrant Michael dead at your feet? Would you be able to resist the urge for revenge?"
Zandaria looked at her hands for a moment and she nodded "I've been around a lot longer than you think Merlin. I've done a lot of good but I wanted revenge in the beginning but no longer. Michael is a part of this world and killing him would cause his purpose to go unserved." She looked at him as he looked at her eyes. She froze him in time. His eyes unseeing and she walked up to him and kissed his face. She was testing something.
She walked to his other side and unfroze him. She was on the wrong side of him and she knew it but would he?
"Do you know my name Merlin?"
"You said your name was Zandaria the White Witch. Why ask something like that?" Merlin rubbed at a sudden tingling feeling on his cheek. He tried to activate the teleport ability she just used, but to no avail. "I don't...what? I can't use your power...I don't understand. I can't teleport..."
He looked troubled. Turning to where she stood now he asked "Do you have some sort of power that blocks my own?"
"No, I just didn't use the power you thought I did. I asked you my name to see if you listen to what I say to you. I have decided, against my better judgement to teach you and take you to Michael. BUT we will not be stealing any powers from anyone else. If you'd like I'll let you copy my powers and I'll teach you how to use them so you don't get killed."
She wondered if she was losing her mind. This was a suicide mission but he was so obsessed that he wasn't going to leave it alone until he got himself killed. "I'll need to stock up on some potions as well before we leave."
Merlin threw his arms up and grunted. Even with Arturia it was the same, trying to predict actions was useless. Women always defied his expectations of logic.
Zandaria had just finished making her last potion. She went outside to find Merlin. He had been sleeping in her spare room for the last two nights. He was getting very anxious to go but she still had to teach him how to use her powers.
"Merlin? Are you ready? I'm finally finished with the potions." She saw him near the garden and smiled.
"Ungghhh, uh, yeah, I was just...resting my eyes. Yeah." He stood up from where he'd been sitting and winced as his back screamed in protest. Sleeping while sitting up never turned out well. "Huh? Potions? Oh, we can go then?"
He stretched his arms as wide as he could and yawned. Suddenly there were loud screams coming from the direction of the village. "What in the world is that? Do you have problems with feral animals here?"
Hearing the panic in the voices and the screams of pain Zandaria instantly began running towards the village. "Something is very wrong!" She yelled as she past him, "Come with me!" When she got close enough to see she hid behind a tree to get a better look.She reached behind her and grabbed his hand so he would stay hidden.
The village was under attack. The Scots had invaded and the warriors were destroying the village and killing all of the men they saw or anyone who got in their way. Seeing a young child get struck down as a warrior swung his mace backwards made her cry out in anger.
Zandaria ran out into the middle of the fray and threw her hands up in the air angrily. Everything in the village stopped. She turned and threw her hands up a little differently as she pointed them at the warriors. When she did the molecular structure of the warriors spun so fast it blew them up.
"I hope you are watching Merlin."
Merlin was walking up as Zandaria slaughtered the soldiers around her. "That is...interesting. So you can stop time and disolve enemies? I don't really understand how those powers intersect." He walked up to the child who had been struck and knelt by the young boy. The child's skull had been cracked and he was dying. Merlin stroked the boys cheek, power coursing through his hands. "Rise child, and find your mother."
The boy got up and stared wide eyed at Merlin first, then Zandaria. "Go!" Merlin shouted. The boy ran off.
Zandaria smiled as he healed the child. As the freeze started to wear off the rest of the village opened their eyes in shock at the dead warriors all over the ground. When they saw Zandaria they knew who had done it.Those that had seen the boy fall were curious about Merlin. They were beseeched with requests for healing. Zandaria looked at Merlin and smiled. "I believe they are asking for you druid."
She went to the other side of the village and started helping people over there leaving Merlin to heal those that he could.
A queue had quickly formed in front of Merlin. Many had cuts or burns or bruises caused by the fighting, which Merlin healed. Many of the people who came up to him were holding the corpse of a loved one who had been stabbed through the heart, or had their head bashed in. One little girl had been slashed right across her eyes, leaving her blind. Despair was quickly welling up in Merlin, for he was too weak for such tasks.
Standing he shouted "If your loved one is no longer alive, plan a funeral for them. I cannot bring people back from the dead. Even if I could, it would be necromancy, an evil art that twists the souls of the enslaved."
Kneeling back in front of the little girl he cast multiple spells to remove the scars and relieve her pain. "I'm sorry young miss, I am not strong enough to heal blindness. Your scars are removed, the cut is healed, but that is all I can do."
Zandaria returned looking for him a little while later. She had been helping some of the elders. Some of her spells had righted buildings that were falling over and she had healed some of the severely wounded. Spells took longer than his power did though. Seeing him on the ground near a child she walked over and sat down near him. She hugged the child and called out for her mother who ran over and hugged the child to her and ran off. Zandaria looked up at the village and spoke to Merlin.
[color=ed145b]"You asked what I do, what I have done since Michael? This is what I do. I help save others."
After the village calmed down she was going over the bodies and realized they were scottish warriors come to claim land for Scotland in their fight against the Royal family. Her heart fell. She knew there would be a lot more of this in the future. She turned to the people and yelled.
"These men are from Scotland. They are at war with our country. The only way you will keep the village safe is to build a wall around it." She was getting very tired. Spells took more out of her than her powers did. She turned and started to walk back home.
Merlin suddenly jolted. His dimensional phasing had been, unlocked? "Zandaria, I think I can phase again." He couldn't understand it, just like that, his power returned? Was there a time limit on it? He needed to wait a few days after using it? Or was there something else linked to it. "Say...would you explain how time control and rapid disintegration are related? I don't really understand that."
Zandaria turned and waited for him to catch up. "It's not really time control or rapid disintegration." She thought a moment on how to describe it. "Think of a body as made up of a million specs of dirt that when together make up a person. My power makes thos specs go faster or slower depending on what I want them to do. If they go too slow then they stop, hence the freezing in place. If they go too fast they will literally blow apart causing death of the body."
Satisfied that her answer made sense she smiled. "I hope that explains it well. Later, after a nap, I'll teach you how to use them.
"I can kill him," Merlin insisted. "I just need a stronger power source. I'll travel worlds and take what I need from those of power..." he trailed off. "Maybe not, my phase ability isn't working well like i said. I need to figure out what's wrong with that first."
She had run out of the house in such fury that she was arguing almost face to face only two feet from this man who had openly said he was there to copy her powers and yet she was not afraid of him hurting her in the least.
"If she doesn't love you back what is your purpose for going? The chances of her being alive are so remote. Are you that obsessed with this girl? Is she really worth all of the harm you will do to others in the process? Is she worth your life?"
"All I am, all I've ever been is someone who serves and saves. This 'girl', as you put it, is the most just ruler you could ever imagine. Kind, strong, loyal. She loved her people without fault. I am confused, but you think my stealing powers hurts others? How so. It is only mimicry, so it's not as though they lose their powers."
Merlin turned to gaze at the sky. "I would be less than nothing without what she did for me. She gave me a purpose greater than myself, and united my peoples. The English, you called them? They were once barbarians, just like the nordic and germanic tribes. Until Camelot was built, that is."
He turned back to her, eyes accusing. "What have you done since your fiance was slain? Hidden in this village? What if you had the power to avenge him, to see the tyrant Michael dead at your feet? Would you be able to resist the urge for revenge?"
Zandaria looked at her hands for a moment and she nodded "I've been around a lot longer than you think Merlin. I've done a lot of good but I wanted revenge in the beginning but no longer. Michael is a part of this world and killing him would cause his purpose to go unserved." She looked at him as he looked at her eyes. She froze him in time. His eyes unseeing and she walked up to him and kissed his face. She was testing something.
She walked to his other side and unfroze him. She was on the wrong side of him and she knew it but would he?
"Do you know my name Merlin?"
"You said your name was Zandaria the White Witch. Why ask something like that?" Merlin rubbed at a sudden tingling feeling on his cheek. He tried to activate the teleport ability she just used, but to no avail. "I don't...what? I can't use your power...I don't understand. I can't teleport..."
He looked troubled. Turning to where she stood now he asked "Do you have some sort of power that blocks my own?"
"No, I just didn't use the power you thought I did. I asked you my name to see if you listen to what I say to you. I have decided, against my better judgement to teach you and take you to Michael. BUT we will not be stealing any powers from anyone else. If you'd like I'll let you copy my powers and I'll teach you how to use them so you don't get killed."
She wondered if she was losing her mind. This was a suicide mission but he was so obsessed that he wasn't going to leave it alone until he got himself killed. "I'll need to stock up on some potions as well before we leave."
Merlin threw his arms up and grunted. Even with Arturia it was the same, trying to predict actions was useless. Women always defied his expectations of logic.
Chapter 2.
Zandaria had just finished making her last potion. She went outside to find Merlin. He had been sleeping in her spare room for the last two nights. He was getting very anxious to go but she still had to teach him how to use her powers.
"Merlin? Are you ready? I'm finally finished with the potions." She saw him near the garden and smiled.
"Ungghhh, uh, yeah, I was just...resting my eyes. Yeah." He stood up from where he'd been sitting and winced as his back screamed in protest. Sleeping while sitting up never turned out well. "Huh? Potions? Oh, we can go then?"
He stretched his arms as wide as he could and yawned. Suddenly there were loud screams coming from the direction of the village. "What in the world is that? Do you have problems with feral animals here?"
Hearing the panic in the voices and the screams of pain Zandaria instantly began running towards the village. "Something is very wrong!" She yelled as she past him, "Come with me!" When she got close enough to see she hid behind a tree to get a better look.She reached behind her and grabbed his hand so he would stay hidden.
The village was under attack. The Scots had invaded and the warriors were destroying the village and killing all of the men they saw or anyone who got in their way. Seeing a young child get struck down as a warrior swung his mace backwards made her cry out in anger.
Zandaria ran out into the middle of the fray and threw her hands up in the air angrily. Everything in the village stopped. She turned and threw her hands up a little differently as she pointed them at the warriors. When she did the molecular structure of the warriors spun so fast it blew them up.
"I hope you are watching Merlin."
Merlin was walking up as Zandaria slaughtered the soldiers around her. "That is...interesting. So you can stop time and disolve enemies? I don't really understand how those powers intersect." He walked up to the child who had been struck and knelt by the young boy. The child's skull had been cracked and he was dying. Merlin stroked the boys cheek, power coursing through his hands. "Rise child, and find your mother."
The boy got up and stared wide eyed at Merlin first, then Zandaria. "Go!" Merlin shouted. The boy ran off.
Zandaria smiled as he healed the child. As the freeze started to wear off the rest of the village opened their eyes in shock at the dead warriors all over the ground. When they saw Zandaria they knew who had done it.Those that had seen the boy fall were curious about Merlin. They were beseeched with requests for healing. Zandaria looked at Merlin and smiled. "I believe they are asking for you druid."
She went to the other side of the village and started helping people over there leaving Merlin to heal those that he could.
A queue had quickly formed in front of Merlin. Many had cuts or burns or bruises caused by the fighting, which Merlin healed. Many of the people who came up to him were holding the corpse of a loved one who had been stabbed through the heart, or had their head bashed in. One little girl had been slashed right across her eyes, leaving her blind. Despair was quickly welling up in Merlin, for he was too weak for such tasks.
Standing he shouted "If your loved one is no longer alive, plan a funeral for them. I cannot bring people back from the dead. Even if I could, it would be necromancy, an evil art that twists the souls of the enslaved."
Kneeling back in front of the little girl he cast multiple spells to remove the scars and relieve her pain. "I'm sorry young miss, I am not strong enough to heal blindness. Your scars are removed, the cut is healed, but that is all I can do."
Zandaria returned looking for him a little while later. She had been helping some of the elders. Some of her spells had righted buildings that were falling over and she had healed some of the severely wounded. Spells took longer than his power did though. Seeing him on the ground near a child she walked over and sat down near him. She hugged the child and called out for her mother who ran over and hugged the child to her and ran off. Zandaria looked up at the village and spoke to Merlin.
[color=ed145b]"You asked what I do, what I have done since Michael? This is what I do. I help save others."
After the village calmed down she was going over the bodies and realized they were scottish warriors come to claim land for Scotland in their fight against the Royal family. Her heart fell. She knew there would be a lot more of this in the future. She turned to the people and yelled.
"These men are from Scotland. They are at war with our country. The only way you will keep the village safe is to build a wall around it." She was getting very tired. Spells took more out of her than her powers did. She turned and started to walk back home.
Merlin suddenly jolted. His dimensional phasing had been, unlocked? "Zandaria, I think I can phase again." He couldn't understand it, just like that, his power returned? Was there a time limit on it? He needed to wait a few days after using it? Or was there something else linked to it. "Say...would you explain how time control and rapid disintegration are related? I don't really understand that."
Zandaria turned and waited for him to catch up. "It's not really time control or rapid disintegration." She thought a moment on how to describe it. "Think of a body as made up of a million specs of dirt that when together make up a person. My power makes thos specs go faster or slower depending on what I want them to do. If they go too slow then they stop, hence the freezing in place. If they go too fast they will literally blow apart causing death of the body."
Satisfied that her answer made sense she smiled. "I hope that explains it well. Later, after a nap, I'll teach you how to use them.
"Witch? Keep your unholy powers dormant. I've hunted many witches, several of whom even knew death magic." Merlin sat at the table where she had indicated. The conversation had made him realize he hadn't eaten anything in two days. Hunger was beginning to become a serious problem. His magic could only delay the effects of not eating, and not for long.
"What is a 'white' witch anyways? I've never heard such a term. Nor do I know where Glenhallen is. I hail from Camelot. It's a kingdom on the eastern coast of the isle of Britain...or it was. You still haven't explained to me what year this is. For me, yesterday was the year 482. As for Michael.. he captured King Arthur, killed the knights of the round table. My friends, all of them. She is alive, I know it. I'll kill Michael and rescue her and return her to Britain, where once more she will rule."
Merlin was unworried about Zandaria telling people Arturia was really a woman. He could simply discredit her. Besides, everyone knew Guinevere was the queen and Arthur was king. Nobody would believe her. Then he realized that if Zandaria showed any of her powers, he could copy them. Thinking slowly, for his energy was waning without food, he tried to provoke her. "I'm a druid, witch. What you seek to destroy I heal back. Your very counterpart is in front of you, when will you try to strike me down I wonder?"
@Wick
"What is a 'white' witch anyways? I've never heard such a term. Nor do I know where Glenhallen is. I hail from Camelot. It's a kingdom on the eastern coast of the isle of Britain...or it was. You still haven't explained to me what year this is. For me, yesterday was the year 482. As for Michael.. he captured King Arthur, killed the knights of the round table. My friends, all of them. She is alive, I know it. I'll kill Michael and rescue her and return her to Britain, where once more she will rule."
Merlin was unworried about Zandaria telling people Arturia was really a woman. He could simply discredit her. Besides, everyone knew Guinevere was the queen and Arthur was king. Nobody would believe her. Then he realized that if Zandaria showed any of her powers, he could copy them. Thinking slowly, for his energy was waning without food, he tried to provoke her. "I'm a druid, witch. What you seek to destroy I heal back. Your very counterpart is in front of you, when will you try to strike me down I wonder?"
@Wick
Merlin stared after the woman. Eat? He had no time for such petty things, he needed to find and kill Mi...
"She knows him?" Merlin murmured, mind racing on the implications. She knows Michael? She also said she could chase him. The answer was simple then, he'd attack her and force her to take him to Michael. Merlin tried to phase inside her house for a surprise attack.
"Ha!" He yelled in the exact same spot he was just sitting in. He hadn't phased anywhere. He activated his powers and tried again. Nothing. He furrowed his brow and concentrated as hard as he could on phasing inside her house. He experienced a profound lack of movement. "My powers are gone?"
Merlin frantically activated his healing powers, and felt the familiar flow of mana. Of course, he'd done so to understand her, so then he'd assume for whatever reason he couldn't activate his phasing powers. Were the mimic powers gone as well? He'd have to find someone of power to test it on. Merlin rose to his feet and chased after the attractive woman, and upon arriving at her door demanded:
"You know Michael! How, and are you an ally of his?" Merlin pulled all of his available mana into his hands for a brilliant light show, for he knew his healing magics were no threat to anyone. Perhaps he should have had one of the knights teach him weapon handling.
@Wick
"She knows him?" Merlin murmured, mind racing on the implications. She knows Michael? She also said she could chase him. The answer was simple then, he'd attack her and force her to take him to Michael. Merlin tried to phase inside her house for a surprise attack.
"Ha!" He yelled in the exact same spot he was just sitting in. He hadn't phased anywhere. He activated his powers and tried again. Nothing. He furrowed his brow and concentrated as hard as he could on phasing inside her house. He experienced a profound lack of movement. "My powers are gone?"
Merlin frantically activated his healing powers, and felt the familiar flow of mana. Of course, he'd done so to understand her, so then he'd assume for whatever reason he couldn't activate his phasing powers. Were the mimic powers gone as well? He'd have to find someone of power to test it on. Merlin rose to his feet and chased after the attractive woman, and upon arriving at her door demanded:
"You know Michael! How, and are you an ally of his?" Merlin pulled all of his available mana into his hands for a brilliant light show, for he knew his healing magics were no threat to anyone. Perhaps he should have had one of the knights teach him weapon handling.
@Wick
A woman had come to stand before him. Merlin gazed uneasily at her. It had worked, he had passed through time and space and was somewhere...new. Not where he wanted to be however. He had tried to phase to Michael to fight him again, and there was no sign of Michael anywhere around.
The woman spoke several sentences in a language Merlin did not know. She waved her hands towards something in another direction. "No, no, you don't need help. I won't hurt you." He then realized too late she wouldn't understand him. Marlin activated his minor healing powers and altered the way his brain understood her language. It was an experiment he had tried for years before finally succeeding. The breakthrough led to an instant understanding of the Germanic languages spoken by the winter barbarians.
Releasing his power he then said in her own language "My name is Merlin, I have crossed time and space to fight the entity known as Michael. Do you know where I can find him? He has taken from me, everything..." he trailed off.
Looking around he took in the scenery, green hills and lavish colors decorated the landscape. This clearly wasn't the bleary weather Britain had. Merlin took a deep breath and asked "where and when am I?"
@Wick
The woman spoke several sentences in a language Merlin did not know. She waved her hands towards something in another direction. "No, no, you don't need help. I won't hurt you." He then realized too late she wouldn't understand him. Marlin activated his minor healing powers and altered the way his brain understood her language. It was an experiment he had tried for years before finally succeeding. The breakthrough led to an instant understanding of the Germanic languages spoken by the winter barbarians.
Releasing his power he then said in her own language "My name is Merlin, I have crossed time and space to fight the entity known as Michael. Do you know where I can find him? He has taken from me, everything..." he trailed off.
Looking around he took in the scenery, green hills and lavish colors decorated the landscape. This clearly wasn't the bleary weather Britain had. Merlin took a deep breath and asked "where and when am I?"
@Wick
Name: Michael
Alias: Earth entity
Age: Unknown
Status: Unknown
Power Rank: S++
Unique Abilities and Weapons: Unquantifiable.
alright. I did a baseline c.s. for merlin and Arthur since they're already explained in the intro post. I purposely left the world slate bare until your character is introduced. Feel free to add your on locales and descriptions.
Name: Merlin
Alias: N/A
Age: 38
Status: Healthy, Emotionally unstable.
Power Rank: C+
Unique Abilities and weapons: Minor healing magic, mimic, dimensional phasing.
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