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The molarity of pure water is 55.5 mol/L. Is it just me, or is that number super satisfying?
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“Everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people in the whole world, I mean everybody — no matter how dull and boring they are on the outside. Inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds… Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands, maybe.”
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Raldel didn't seem surprised at Tarentek's response to seeing the weapon, but rather almost amused. "Yes, we understand that this is dangerous, that is why we took some of them. We saw a few of the soldiers away from the city, practicing how to use them." Raldel picked up the object and touched a small part of it that was near the top and shaped like a ring. "So long as this part is not removed, it is safe, and I have no intention of removing it." He put it carefully back into his pack, and gave the pack to the man who had tapped on his shoulder. "Put them in the west storehouse."

At the order the man gave a slight nod and left. Onyx had a strange feeling, almost like fear but not quite so immediate. Could it be because of the weapon? She thought to herself as Raldel continued speaking. The small object had looked no more harmless than one of the strange carved objects that other races used as currency, but the thought that it was the very thing that had given Tarentek his horrible scars made a shiver go down Onyx's spine. How are we ever going to be able to fight, let alone flee, such a force? "Heillias help us." She muttered under her breath.
"I don't believe that will be necessary, as we were able to see how many troops they had and the races that they had incorporated. None of the races we saw could fly, and many of them seemed ill-equipped to survive on their own if needed." Raldel paused a second before continuing. "While we did not see any of your people within their ranks yet, the sheer number and diversity of races there made it seem that they were forcing the residents of each place they took over to join them."

Onyx tried not to think too much about what the direction the threatening group was coming from may have meant. Her people originated in the southwest, and had been steadily moving in each direction over the past few centuries, each tribe moving every few years, and when a tribe got too large to move all at once, half would stay where they currently were and become a brother tribe of the one that went on ahead. To the east, Her own tribe's sister had lost contact with them a few months ago. Suddenly, before she could stop herself, she spoke the worry in her mind.

"Raldel, this enemy may have already fought our people before. We have not heard anything from our sister tribe in the east for months now, and there were also other tribes out there as well." Onyx paused to take a breath and calm herself for the next point she would have to say. "You say you did not see any race that could fly among them, but they will defiantly have met at least one tribe before getting to here. Meaning that if what you said is true, that they are forcing the people of the nests they attack to join them-"

"Then we may end up fighting people of our own race." Raldel finished her thought, a somber look on his face. "You are most likely correct Onyx. That or, they're all dead." Raldel remained in silence for a minute or so until one of the men behind him, who Onyx had not noticed until now, placed a hand on Raldel's shoulder and said something to low for Onyx to hear.

Whatever the man had said had shaken Raldel from his silence, and he reached into his pack to pull out a small object, placing it on the table in front of them. "Tarentek, we managed to take this and a few others like it from an unguarded vehicle near the city. Do you recognize it?" As her father finished speaking, everyone looked over at Tarentek expectantly.
"Of course, everything is connected by bridges here, so you can walk all the way if you feel well enough." Onyx understood his hesitation to be carried again, he was a creature bound to the land after all. "I will stay beside you along the way. Opal must go ahead and tell Raldel that we are on the way." As she said so, she saw her guess was correct. Opal nodded to her and left without saying another thing, while she flew down to hover next to the bridge.

"I'd like to remain in flight for now, I will go over the path to lead you there." Onyx waited until Tarentek started crossing before she flew all the way to the other side to wait for him again. They continued like this, Onyx flying ahead and waiting for Tarentek to catch up before going ahead again, all the way to Her father's den.
Onyx noticed in time to look away before Tarentek got up, although it seemed that Opal was not so lucky. "Hurry up." Was all she said before leaving the room, dragging her brother with her. Onyx would have to speak with Tarentek later about clothing, but for the moment she busied herself by taking inventory of the contents of her med-pack and refilling her water-skin along with an extra one for Tarentek.

Opal was staring into space for awhile, so long that Onyx had to pour a glass of water over his head to make sure he was still awake. "Wha- Hey! Why'd you do that!" He yelled as he freaked out.

"Oh, just making sure you were still functioning. Quit being such a Kit, I didn't get your wings wet." She handed him a small towel, and while he dried his hair she asked him what he had on his mind that would cause him to become so unfocused.

"A lot of things at the moment. The usual worries, and then..." He let his sentence drift off as Tarentek walked out of the room. Onyx gave Tarentek the water-skin she had prepared, and then Opal reapplied his mask and ordered them to follow him to Raldel's den. "I'll tell you about it later." He said as they took flight.

"Ok." Onyx looked down at Tarentek, who was standing just outside the door, looking at the bridge they had crossed the night before. "Tarentek, I can carry you there if you wish." She called to him.
Role: NPC

Class: Human

Name: Giovani Lillias Sallania

Gender: Male

Age: 24



Other:

  • 10th Prior (Master's degree)
  • attends the International College of Philosophical Truths
  • Born in the City of Damiolas
  • Best friend to Stevie
  • A reincarnation of a Demon, no-one knows who though
Role: Human

Name: Stevie Red

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Role: Angel

Name: Emiko Lexi Fae

Gender: Female

Age: looks 17, actually 200-something

Appearance:


Likes:
  • Rabbits
  • Flowers
  • Clouds
  • Chocolate
  • Cooking
  • Singing
  • Protecting the innocent
  • Dancing
  • Praying
  • Fruits

Dislikes:
  • Yelling
  • Evil Humans
  • Sadness
  • Darkness
  • Closed Spaces
  • Dogs
  • Reptiles of any type
  • Nicknames
  • Cowardice
  • Bright, showy colors

Fears:
  • That she will go through her entire life without having truly saved anyone.
  • Being trapped in the dark.
  • Claustrophobia
  • Becoming a Fallen Angel

Weakness: She is easily hurt by arrows and other projectiles, certain wounds take too long to heal, and she feels helpless when unable to move or see.

Strength: If she can pull herself together enough, she can sing or pray her way out of a situation. Her words hold power, so she doesn't have to physically fight if she doesn't want to.
The lore: (So far)






After Tarentek went back to his room, Onyx spent a few minutes cleaning up and putting out the lanterns around the den before she went to bed herself. A lot of stuff happened today, and it doesn't seem like tomorrow will be any less eventful... Her thoughts slowly drifted into silence as she fell asleep.

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Onyx woke the next morning to the sound of someone calling her name. Yawning and stretching, she walked over to one of the square holes in the wall of her room and pulled the cloth that she had hung over the opening out of the way. She quickly saw who was calling to her, it was her eldest brother, one of the strongest sentries in her tribe. "Opal! Brother, what is it?" She called out to him.

As soon as he saw her he flew over to land on the ledge just outside of the square hole. "Good morning sister, or should I say noon?" He greeted her with a small smile. Onyx looked up at the sky, and sure enough, the sun was already past The tallest mountain peak. I slept that long? Well... It WAS almost high-moon when I fell asleep last night. Her brother's smile dissipated and was quickly replaced with an undecipherable mask. "Where is the outsider?" He asked in a voice just as stony and cold as his expression.

"He should still be asleep. Would you like to see him?" Onyx only took a moment to wonder about the fact that Opal knew about Tarentek, before she realized that the entire tribe must know by now. She let out a sigh as Opal climbed through the hole in the wall to stand beside her in her room.

"I do not wish to see or associate in any way with him. I am simply under orders to take you both to see Raldel." Opal's words surprised Onyx. Her father had said he was going to do a reconnaissance mission, however she thought he would have taken longer doing so.

"Father has already returned? I thought he was going to assess the situation, not go on a field trip." Onyx was leading her brother to the room Tarentek was in as they spoke. She kept speaking before Opal could respond, "Wait here. I will wake him up." Ignoring her brother's slight grumble about being told what to do, she quietly entered the room. Tarentek seemed to still be asleep, as he did not stir when she said his name. She walked over to him and, hoping that he wouldn't react violently, shook his shoulder until he awoke.

"Good morning." She said softly as Opal walked in. She shot him a glare that she hoped he would read as 'be quiet' and continued speaking to Tarentek. "This is Opal. He has been sent to bring us to see Raldel again."
"I think yours is the only race that has such a belief." Onyx said quietly. "My people have a very different belief from you. Our bodies and physical abilities are simply a visible interpretation of the strengths of our spirit, soul, and heart. Earlier you said you didn't think that I would have been able to carry you for so long as I did, that is because my strength is less visible to you than it is to my people. Spirit is our will to live and our hope, without it we would be too heavy with the burdens of sadness, fear, worry, and anger to even be able to fly at all. The strength of our will, our spirit, becomes the strength of our wings, and therefore so long as we believe in ourselves we gain the strength to do what we set out to do."

Onyx paused a moment before continuing. "Our soul is our eternal self, and cannot be harmed by anything in this world. Our soul is where we learn to recognize others and we gain our sense of self through it, and it is all that will be left of us once we have passed. Our soul gives us trust and friendship, along with promise and continuity. The strength of our soul becomes the power we inherit when we come of age, our acceptance by the rest of the tribe as who we are. those with a strong soul are better leaders than those with a weaker soul, however a strong soul is more likely to be corrupted by the powers of Fellagang and his minions. Lastly, heart. Our heart guides our decisions and grants us compassion and joy, along with love and loyalty. Our heart is untouchable, for we cannot change its strength on our own. The strength of our heart becomes our agility and speed, as well as our link to Heillias. Those with a stronger heart look more delicate than those with a weak heart, and are often easier to get along with than those without a strong heart."

Onyx hoped that she still made sense to Tarentek. He looked very tired as he was listening. "Enough questions for tonight, you need your rest. finish the rest of your plate and i'll get you some medicine to help you sleep if you need it."
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