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Worlds Unknown [Yoshua171 x Celaira]

Lacain

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As Iyl sprung forth, wings and spear forming in typical fashion from nothing, Lacain's eyes widened ever so slightly, impressed once more by her ability to conjure something from effectively nothing. However, far more important was the moment when several of the Shae struck at his companion as she returned to his side. Their momentary distraction and the death of the male Shae, allowed him to do what he had been building up to with his secondary barrier all along.

Taking in a deep breath and closing his eyes for a moment, Lacain let the energies build for half a second and then in one surge the barrier blasted outwards, becoming a concussive blast of tremendous kinetic energy. The female Shae were unprepared for the attack and so it was that they were all sent hurtling into the cover of the trees, disappearing with shrieks, though the sounds of them striking the floor or trees never came. With them taken care of for a moment he shifted all of is focus to the gate and as such it finally opened, the petal-like slabs of stone locking into place around an arched opening. Beconing Iyl to step within, he glanced back at Asrin, whose horse now paced back and forth before the first line of trees closest to the cliff face. The knight of old met his eyes and in that glance Lacain understood that he need not worry for the man.

Nodding his thanks, Lacain followed Iyl through the opening and then released the spell, letting the energy he'd poured into it flow back out. It seemed like something in reality snapped back into place as he did so and so it was that the gateway was sealed behind them. Glancing at Iyl he smiled, "Well that was interesting," he said with a slight smile on his lips. "I didn't know you could manifest creations as part of your person. Especially considering that was definitively different from shapeshifting," he said with a chuckle before gesturing before them, wherein a tunnel with no discernible light source stretched on. Strangely, both would find they could see just fine in the cavern, despite there being no logical reason that they ought to.

Lacain, as they walked down the cavern, took stock of his presence and found it far more full than he might have thought. He'd done so much, yet he could still barely detect any noticeable drain. Even what he could feel was not at all something he'd have to worry about even if they had to struggle with some other force.

It was a strange feeling...the power he wielded. He knew that much of it was his own, but he also knew that much had come from Teraem and those who had preceded him. Oddly...it all, aside from Teraem's distinctive energy, felt like his. He frowned slightly at the thought, not sure what to think of it. It would be something to study when he had the time...perhaps Iyl could even help him figure it out.

Worlds Unknown [Yoshua171 x Celaira]

Lacain

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Having seen it plenty, one might think that Lacain wasn't surprised when Iyl summoned a knight from nothing, but he was. While it was subdued, surprise washed over his features briefly, before his expression returned to one of concentration. Reaching out with his presence, Lacain augmented the knight, imbuing further enhanced strength to both knight and steed, before shielding them against a great many threats, all the while supplying energy to Iyl and opening what amounted to an escape route, if temporary as far as he was aware.

It wasn't enough. The female Shae, far more human in appearance than their male counterpart, emerged from the trees, appearing silently and without even magical warning. The lithe humanoid forms composed of wood, vines, leaves, and a great many other sorts of flora raised their arms in unison and unleashed their collective might on what was now a trio. The male retreated to avoid being collatoral of the tremendous wave of magical energy, which tore at and eroded the wall, which had been their defense, even slipping past it from different angles and eating at the barrier that Lacain had provided for them.

In response, the Archmage's eyes narrowed, he left a soothing spell within Iyl, and raised his palm, aiming it over her shoulder. Her wall shattered, the stone becoming energy even as Lacain's eyes lit up with blue and green and red. The energy that had been stone expanded horizontally around them, curving into an arching visible barrier of red and grey energy. Looking at it was like perceiving wavelengths of light which humans normally could not. It shimmered and wavered like air caught between winter and summer.

Meanwhile, Asrin's barriers defended him from the magical assault of the Shae and so he charged forth wielding his legendary blade, and swept it through the raising arms of the male who had begun to approach them once more. The Shae roared in fury as his arms were severed at the elbows followed by his chest earning a deep gash, which bled green, as the blade finished its arc.

Asrin turned his mount and charged one of the lithe females, who, startled, had no time to react before she was trampled to the forest floor.

Lacain smiled as the energies of the Shae attack diminished slightly. In response he poured energy into his already established spell and expanded it forwards and out, pushing so far back that his barrier almost struck the Shae themselves. His other hand remained on what had now become a hovering circle of stone, from which expanded tendrils of energy that continued to open the once hidden gate. It was almost fully open now, if only because Lacain was giving it far more energy than the spell would typically require...let alone allow. Of course, like every previous GrandArch, he had new tricks up his sleeve.

The Prophecy

What's up with the link for the Compendium? It's not working properly for me. I'm waiting till I can reread the Harvester lore to refresh myself (as I'on would be aware of their existence, what with his being a scholar and a mage).

Worlds Unknown [Yoshua171 x Celaira]

Lacain

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Noting the approach of the Shae, Lacain's attention suddenly split, the surface of stone before them continuing to split as the nature of his barrier altered, some of the threads of invisible energy that made it up extending outwards and weaving together. However, it appeared that the Shae was entirely aware of the construct as it beat away at the wall of stone that Iyl had thrown up. Smiling to himself at her efforts before the emotion drained from his face, replaced only by intense concentration.

While the Archmage weaved his spell, the Shae took action, its massive bear-like form beating against the stone wall for a moment wall before it fell back to all fours, paced back and forth and then ran fill tilt into the wall, vines and great bows of wood and thorns extended into horns on its head and gouged into the stone, before being retracted only for it to strike again. In a moment its strength doubled and the whispers from the forest intensified, somehow audible even above the roar of the male Shae and its violence.

Lacain frowned and let loose his spell, redirecting its focus to their surroundings. In an instant a strange red energy manifested around the pair, and then expanded into a surge of red wind, igniting the Shae and eliciting several psychic screams from the hidden females. However, despite the burning, which swiftly began to subside, the Shae redoubled their efforts to get at the two intruders.

Knowing he couldn't use the Language to further empower any spells without destabilizing the delicate one which was opening the door to the pathway before them, Lacain hoped that they could hold out till the gateway opened fully. Extending his free hand to Iyl's shoulder he allowed her access to some of the tremendous energies that his form now held, at least half of which was his own, the rest of which had a muddled signature. Only one part of that signature would be familiar to Iyl...and it was Teraem's.

Not all of him had died this night, some lived on through his pupil...and would continue to do so for ages to come.

Yoshua's Character Storage Mark VII

Ｓ z a y e i s. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

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^{"Which will it be, your pride...or your life?"
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^{S Z AY E I S A K A ' A E R I A
(Zay-is Ah-kare-ia)}
Two-thousand.♦ Male. ♦ Licentia. ♦ Eximius-Nightwalker.

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A shapeshifter by nature, Szayeis' form various from moment to moment, day to day however, there are two forms of note, the first being his favored human guise, which stands at six feet with a lean build and charming facial features. This guise has startling ice blue eyes and tends to wear rather fancy clothing and a hat to top off the outfit--as seen above. Beyond this, there is Szayeis' shadow state, which is an ink-black silhouette with glowing white eyes, and markings that extend up from his hands. This form is anywhere from 5'8 to 7 feet in height and seems to almost absorb light, garbing it in a veil of wispy grey light, interspersed with snaking patterns of shadow throughout. It should be noted that while Szayeis favors male forms, he does not limit himself to them, after all, all nightwalkers are effectively genderless.

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Personality

Szayeis is, plain and simple, a manipulative, charismatic, devious bastard with a sadistic streak and a fondness for chaos. He is the sort of man you might see from across the room and think, “man he looks like trouble,” before, despite yourself, being wrapped around his finger and played. Yet, even after he's used you, provided he's not abused you, he's the sort to leave an impression, and not one you can necessarily call negative. He's cunning, he's clever, and he's a force to be reckoned with, yet...despite all his masks and the way he portrays himself to others, he is certainly far from perfect. At his core, he's an angry man displeased with the status quo. He's a licenti on a mission to disrupt those that have hurt him and get his revenge. He's driven and he's relentless and nigh merciless in a way seldom seen even among his kind. He's been through trials and tribulations both and for his past many of his kind revile or look down upon him, but rather than hate them, he takes it all in and returns only a devious, knowing smile. After all, at the end of the day, he intends to end up on top and their hatred, ignorance, and disdain for him only makes each step of his plan easier. He intends to keep it that way...until it's too late that is.

History

To be seen.

Relation

To be seen.

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Mental Skills

ℓncredible ℓntellect: Possessed of a certain cunning and exacting intelligence, Szayeis has a mind not to be scoffed at. His time in Priscus has given him a measure of resistance to psychic intrusion and his long life has given him ample time to expand his mind and learn himself. While not beyond human in his intelligence, Szayeis does have beyond human memory, as most Licentia do, so as to retain the majority of his life within his mind, rather than forget and let his past drift into obscurity.

ℙsychological ℳastery: Szayeis has spent a great share of time in each realm and so has been exposed to, and devoured, a wide variety of individuals from all three races. As such, he has gained considerable insight into the psychology of all three. This coupled with his rather sadistic streak and endless desire to learn has allowed him to delve deep into the psyche of each race and pick them apart...piece by piece. Still his own species is something that he understands only to a certain degree as the amount their psychology can vary is vast. With the other races things are easier, but he is certainly not infallible.

Ѵast ℰxperience: Szayeis has lived for two thousand years and as a result has accumulated an understandably vast amount of experience. This coupled with his memory and intelligence makes him an utter bastard to deal with as he has seen so much that one might think he's seen it all...though they'd be wrong. Still, his experiences also weigh on him, influencing his decisions and sometimes causing him to stumble where he may not have without them, such is the burden of memory.

Physical Skills

ℵightwalker ℙhysiology: As with all nightwalkers, Szayeis is weak to light and purification magics, though as an Eximius he does have enhanced resistance to such—granted this does not extend to platinum weapons. Beyond this, his body is ultimately just a collection of vis and nine crystal-like soul cores that compose his Anima. This unique physiology allows him, like all nightwalkers, to easily shift his form so long as he has sufficient vis to accommodate its size, mass, and complexity. Beyond this any physical traits are largely variable, though his base nightwalker form is effectively ethereal unless he chooses otherwise. Beyond this, he is capable of possessing others, though he must override their consciousness to do so, and can assimilate both vis and shadows into his form, increasing his stores of energy and/or mass respectively.

ℵightwalker Ｓenses: As a member of the nightwalker sub-genus, Szayeis has the five normal senses as well as the ability to detect vis and in its various forms, allowing him to differentiate vis signatures with relative ease after he's encountered it before. Beyond this, he possesses the well known' shadow/darkness sense, which allows him to detect things in darkness with supreme ease, as if he were touching them. While most nightwalkers leave this trait as is so as to develop others, Szayeis has developed his shadow sense to the point that he can see through shadows, and at night, even expand his awareness over large tracts of space, using his vis as a catalyst and shadows as a medium. As with all nightwalkers, Szayeis has exceptional night vision that is entirely separate from his shadow sense, allowing him to see even with an almost total absence of light.

ℳartial Ҝnowledge: In his years, Szayeis has acquired an above average amount of combat experience, both in the beginning to survive, and then later on during his time trapped in Priscus. He has managed also to assimilate the experiences of countless others, which has not only enhanced his normal knowledge base and informed his understanding of magic and psychology, but has allowed him a certain level of understanding regarding martial skill. Nonetheless, he is no martial artist, and fights more like a mage or a common street fighter than anything else.

Magical Skills

Ｔhe Ｓystemic Ｍethod: Otherwise known as Formulaic magic, or Systemic Magic, this is a method of utilizing magic that involves the creation of magical constructs which exploit and interact with physics. While most spells could be cast without it, most that do not use this form of magic tend to expend more energy to do less, whereas Systemic magic greatly expands both the possibilities and the subtle nuances of one's spellwork. It is a magic developed by Licentia and it is one of the few things they have shared with humanity, though that was oh so long ago by human standards. Szayeis basically utilizes this form of magic to enhance all of his other spellwork, which include his shapeshifting, his shadow manipulation, his base vis control, and of course...his illusion magic, which is rather infamous.

Ａura: Using a mixture of all his talents, including, but not limited to, his shadow manipulation, illusion magic, the systemic method, telepathy, and empathy, Szayeis is capable of exuding what amounts to emotions or feelings in an area around himself, by exerting his external vis into an invisible, ethereal aura. This ability can be 'coded' with various complex emotions and it is something he tends to use to manipulate people, either enhancing people's impressions of him or to downplay some of his actions, while building up others, basically manipulating the focus and tone of a situation.

Worlds Unknown [Yoshua171 x Celaira]

Lacain

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His senses finally pinning down what he'd been searching for, Lacain's eyes opened and turned to the east, deeper into the forest. “You're here because I didn't want to leave you alone...” he said, though, what he didn't say was that it was because he didn't want to be alone either. “I'm here because Teraem asked me to retrieve something. I'm not sure exactly what it is, he only told me how to find it and that it was important that I do.” Letting out a breath he glanced down at her and smiled slightly, his expression seeming a bit more relaxed than it had been earlier. It appeared that being away from what had been his and Teraem's home had lightened the grip of sorrow on his heart.

“I'm going to move us again,” he said, before, just as suddenly as the first time, the two of them reappeared elsewhere.

As their surrounding formed around them, Lacain found that they stood before a cliff face. He frowned as he stared at the solid surface, before placing a hand upon it, “Ah,” he exclaimed quietly, the sound followed swiftly by branching paths of energy traversing from beneath his hand and across the surface of the stone. “Eket, Mi. Teraem va lae Siri naeanayue,” he chanted rhythmically, the words seeming to illicit shudders in the stone before them as well as cries from birds as they were disturbed from their slumber. Oddly, the forest, aside from those sounds, grew quiet.

Lacain, though aware of the occurrence, appeared to ignore it. However, Iyl's senses would notify her of the approach of some guests that were likely to intrude on their little outing. Similarly, Lacain's energies took note, weaving invisibly around them and forming an intangible net, before spreading out rapidly. Yet still, Lacain showed no signs of strain.

The wall before them began to shift. Dirt fell away, tiny pebbles rolled down it, bouncing off the protective barriers Lacain had created. The lines of power that originated where the young Archmage's hand sat began to become physical interruptions in the once smooth surface.

The cliff face was opening before them, albeit slowly.

The presence of what could only be Shaeriel'm en continued to near their own location.

Worlds Unknown [Yoshua171 x Celaira]

Lacain

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His face twitching as his composure momentarily faltered, Lacain wrapped an arm around her comfortingly, leaving her to cry in the silence, such only interrupted by the sounds of fire and activity a ways away from them. After several minutes he placed his hands on her shoulders and took a step back from her, his eyes gazing down at her, intending to meet her own. "I am doing this, because it was what he asked me to do. It was one of his...let us call them, last wishes...." his voice trailed off as he said the last, but his expression did not waver, nor did his eyes from hers.

He brought her close and hugged her briefly and tightly before letting one arm fall away from her where it came to rest at her side. Eyes turning back to the burning fortress, before shifting to the horizon. “You're coming along,” he stated abruptly before, just as suddenly, transporting them elsewhere.

In a flash they reappeared elsewhere, far away from the town where he had lived all his life. Gritting his teeth slightly he glanced about before closing his eyes and expanding his senses from their immediate vicinity to several hundred miles in every direction, Lacain searched for what his master had told him would be near this place.

Around them trees swayed and creatures of the night made their presence known, though Lacain ignored them almost completely. He had transported them to the Forest of Daeszel, a place where few men went for fear of getting lost in the massive expanse of wilderness...or worse, being taken by the Shaeriel'm en who lived therein.

Yet, oddly, the mage showed no fear of either possibility.

Over

In lieu of a mixture of life followed by a distinct lack of motivation/inspiration in general, Megan and I--quite unfortunately--will be withdrawing our two characters from CA. Considering they never really left their mark on anyone, we'd appreciate it if it was treated as if they never showed up/existed at all. I'd rather not glance at CA at some point in the future only to see that Xodus killed them off or played them in a way unbefitting to their unique personalities.

On behalf of us both I apologize for not upholding our agreement with you, Xodus, in regards to us being able to post and whatnot as well as likely having betrayed your trust, at the very least in your eyes, in regards to saying we could handle being one another's Partner's for our Asylum team. Hopefully we've not left you sore from it and I hope we've all learned something from the experience, even if such could have been far more positive.

I'd have liked to prove to you that it was possible for two people to be one another partners contrary to your belief prior to allowing the exception for us, but it appears that either Megan and I were wrong, or that life had other plans--as she got a job, my job got busier, and I got ill and then subsequently more stressed with life and thus less motivated to do much of anything except drown myself in games and books.

So yeah, those things. I think I'll stay in the chat provided that that is alright with Xodus and Kiira and everyone else. I won't speak for Megan on that point, but yeah, I'll chill on and off since I think ya'll are awesome peeps.

Anywho. That's my unfortunately rather drab and probably saddening (for some) message for today/tonight, pick your time shrugs.

Broken Circle: Radio Outcast [urban fantasy][Mystery]

Hmm. Sadly I've got little time to myself this week and based on my recent lack of inspiration...damn, I guess I'm going to miss out.

Regardless, I hope this goes well for ya'll. If I do come up with an idea and can pump it out quickly enough to submit, I will, but for now I suppose I'll just watch ^^;

Broken Circle: Radio Outcast [urban fantasy][Mystery]

@Hellis I have to ask, have you read or are you aware of a web serial fiction called "Pact," written by "Wildbow" ?

Also, this is me showing interest if there's any room. Still debating this, but I know I could do some rather interesting things, that's for sure.