Re: SEEKINGS - Devalanna
Good food, good wine, good company it was pleasent relaxation... it made sure made up for all the truble getting there, and a nice bed to rest her sore bones. But it wasn't the pleasent call of one of the battle maddens that stired her from her rest, but the sound of boddies slambing themselves agenst the door. It took a moment to clear the cobwebs but she wasn't in the private quaters she was in before but a hottel room she vagely remembered from Ganymede.
Yotewah: Dev sits up anfd lkooks around, "Where am I? This is not the room ....how came I to Ganymede?"
Azraile: The only answer is a pause in the sound at the door, and then the outline of an axe head forming in it.
Yotewah: She humps up, reaching for her sword and armor. She throws on what pieces that she can wwhile looking for exits and the best and most defensible areas
Azraile: There is an ajoinning room but she could only open this side she would have to force the other side open or try and overload the door release.
Azraile: and a balcany but it overlooked the water
Yotewah: does it sound like more than one outside her door trying to get in?
Azraile: sounds like quite a few
Azraile: she can try
Yotewah: how far to the water? down that is?
Azraile: The hotel is on a high level of the city the water is quite a long way down
Yotewah: Dev goes to the door and tries to force it as quietly as she can
Azraile: she could use the sword to pry it open but otherwise it would be some what loud
Yotewah: she places the tip of the blade at the door between the jamb and the door itself. Being as quiet as she can, she pushes the blade against the lock mechanism with force, but very slowly and times any noise with the thumping on her other door
Azraile: The door had a hole in it by now and armored hands where forcing it open widder, the next room didn't seam to have any tenates in it thankfully.
Yotewah: move quickly through the door and scan the room for other exits and also anything that I can use to block the door I came in
Azraile: just chairs and beds and the like, the only way out is the balcany and the frunt door wich would put her in the hall with those attacking the door
Azraile: but give her plently room to run or fight
Yotewah: Pile the beds in a huge pile before the closed door and then run to the door into the hall and see if it can be opened silently if so, sneak a peek into the hall
Azraile: It didn't take them long to realize you were in the other room by the time you goot to the hall knights were leaving the room to go to make sure you couldn't escape. When they saw you the called for the others trying to push there way through the pile and they gave chace
Yotewah: run like hell for the exit and trying to get a look at the numbers as I begin to run
Azraile: There least five of them, knights of the round from the look. The best exit was the stairs
Yotewah: headed for them and taking them down three at a time
Azraile: The knights give chase into the hall, a lighter armored and bilt one leading them leaps over the railling and with a chant starts to drift down between the stairs pulling his sword as he bares down on you.
Yotewah: Keep moving andf focus on his gravity and make him ten times as heavy
Yotewah: my sword is already out
Azraile: The man fell at first though not as quickly as you might have hoped, but then he regained countrol countering your spell and climbed onto the stairwell ahead of you blocking your path and with a jolt of lighting from his sword welding the door to the level shut.
Yotewah: Use shield to block the lightening and aim it back at him if possible and charge him''
Azraile: Doing so when the magic isn't targeted at you split saecond isn't easy and he seams skilled, the affect is weakened some but the door is heated none the less. "Give us the sword."
Yotewah:
BEND OVER!
Azraile: The man rose a brow a bit but seeing as you didn't stop your aproch or show signs of giving up, he pointed his blade to the stairs and gravity incressed on the inter side of them making them bend and lean torge the central shaft under the incressing weight.
Yotewah: "Were you an honorable opponent who wouldst face me in single combat, twould be an pleasure to lill thee, but as thou art less than a man, I will not give ye the satisfaction!" So saying she leaps into the empty space where the stairs circle around a single shaft of air all the way to the bottom and drops allowing gravity to take her as he was below her, she will blocvk him with her shield as she passes and keeps it over her head as she falls
Yotewah:
brb potty
Azraile: As she fell fether and ferther the stair well and the ground bellow began to tair appar pealing away to reveal a growing void as everything broke away around her.
Yotewah: She raises her voice in prayer to Great Galahad to keep the sword from the enemies' hands
Azraile: Bellow her the oceans formed and the vines and seawead rise twinning togethe weaving out an island, houses building themselves as she fell closere, and a lake filling with water that she became very intimate with shorty after the island was done. She recognized the island as her birthplace before her face being filled with water.
Yotewah: Her heart at first fills with joy at seeing her home. She is confused as she is either dreaming or being tested or tormented by a mage or a god. (is the island being swamped?)
Azraile: (didn't get a very good look at it before falling in)
Yotewah: still holding the swoed she releases the hold of gravity and floats lightly to the surface
Azraile: You hear a little girls voice. "what you doin' 'n da sky lady?"
Yotewah: She shakes the water from her eyes and looks around to find not only the source of the voice but also the closest wat to dry land
Azraile: She comes up close to land, and a little girl that looked way to much like she did when she was a little girl.
Yotewah: As she approaches the shore, she says to the childf, "I was iun the sky because I fell from wherever it was that I had been"
Azraile: "oh...." she blinks and kneals down looking you over as you crawl out. "where you been?"
Azraile: "oh...." she blinks and kneals down looking you over as you crawl out. "where you been?"
Yotewah: Dev smiles att the child and says "Divers places full of wonder and stars! And what art thou clept child?" clept = called or named
Azraile: She answers with what ever nick name she had when she was a kid.
Yotewah: Devil Anna
Azraile: She just says anna then =p i would gues XD
Yotewah:
she has noticed the resemblance and wonders at the child's name so close tyo her own. "Where are we M'lady Anna?"
Azraile: She ooos and shhhhs "If you don't know that I can't tell you! It's a secret!"
Yotewah: "Oh I see! Secrets can be very special things! Did you swear not to tell?"
Azraile: She nods some "If I'm good I get to see King Athur some day"
Yotewah: Dev looks very worried, "Why wouldst thou wish to see Arthur child? Is he not the one who seeks to steal the sword of Glalhad?"
Azraile: She looks confused "Why would Arthur whant that sword, don't he got one of hisown?" this must before they came after the sword.
Yotewah: Dev shakes her head and sits down , pulling her knees up and wrapping her arms around them after putting sword in sheath:: "Mayhap my adventures have muddled my thinking! Wilt thou tell me who is King and how fares the Great Galahad?"
Azraile: "We don't have a king here, Athur is very far away." She chuckles. "Galahad was one of his old knights a long time ago before he whent to sleep. We got his sword... er." she covers her mouth and flushes some "I wasn't supose to say that!"
Yotewah: nodding, "Is that the secret? I will tell no one then dear Anna. May I see the sword? if it will not get thee in trouble?"
Azraile: She shakes her head "The only let me see it once when it talked to me."
Yotewah: Verily? It spake unto thee? How grand! (clapping hands) Blessed thou maun be! What said it to thee?"
Azraile: She blinks some and shrugs. "I was wayy littler I don't remember... It must have said it was mine though, there going to let me have it when i'm older."
Yotewah: Dev asks "Who are they love? and may I meet them?"
Azraile: "there in the temple"
Yotewah: wiltt thou take me there?"
Azraile: She nods some and gets up taking your hand
Yotewah: Dev smiles down at the child and gentlyu squeezes her hand "lead on M'Lady"
Azraile: She lead you to the temple when they got there and entered the prestess and magi inside where fighting knights there for the sword
Yotewah: Dev makes obeysance when she enters as she always has and bows roward the altar, saluting it. Then she pulls the child closer and watches the fighting for a bit
Azraile: The girl gasps and hides behind you. The knights were lead by a white knight, wearing Perceval's armor. Whever he was hardly the knight arent as he was using dark blood magics to peal the flesh from one of the prestess.
Yotewah: Dev pulls her sword as she moves firmly in front of Anna and she calls out: "Thou miscreant! How dare thee to this farce? Thou art not Percivale nor any other goodly knight! Thy very presence besmirches and befouls this holy place! She points her sword at him and using it as a focus, she begins to gather force from the movement and fighting around her, "face one who does not fear thee thou varlet!"
Azraile: The man turned and the prestess blood solitifies and turns into dards that it flings at you.
Yotewah: ::blocks with shield and turns the air around him into fire I hope that I am reading that right and can do it
Azraile: He ducks down and with a surge drains much of the prestess blood leaving her to fall to the ground dead, and uses it to shield himself. Some of the other knights take notice but there to bussy fighting to help.
Yotewah: Dev screams to Anna ro get out and Art thou afraid to face me blade to blade? Are you so weak that thou canst not fight without sacrificing others? Dace me thou bastard son of a cut!"
Azraile: The man charged pulling the womans blood into a shield and sword that he struck at you.
Yotewah: Blocking with the shield and calling forth the sacred strength of Galahad, she berings round her own blade and strikes
Azraile: He tires to block with his own but the blood sizzles and burns as the magic in the sword cuts through the magic. He crites out in pain as the sword cuts through his armor and into his arm. He staggers back and lets the blood floow along your shied and reform into a smaller blade that he slips under the shield to try and stab you, but wasn't aware how strong your chain mail was.
Yotewah: Slams him in the chest with the shield and when he staggers back even farther, I strike with the blade again calling on Divine Justice
Azraile: The man curses the lords name and tries to strike at you with his own blood when he is struck, but one of the prestess stabes him deeply through the eye after you stab his chest. She looks to you and nods before attacking another.
Turns to find another opponent seeking one whi is a good gu and is sore put upon by the bad guys
Yotewah: No
Yotewah: first looks for the child to make surte thaty she is safe
Azraile: She's safe, but looks to be in shock.... all thes people dying, and thes people in the nice armor are attacking the prestesses, there not supose to do stuff like that!
Yotewah: Moves to put myself between her and the bad huys calling so that she can hear as I attack one of the unclean ones
Yotewah: "Anna, not all is what it seemeth to be!Not all who dress and present fair faces have the same hearts! Tis what is within that tells the truth!
Azraile: The knight erents armor darknens turning black as he gets back up giving a hiss, he pulled off his helment and bared fanges as his eye reformed. With unatural speed and strength he tackles you out the door you came in.
Yotewah: Struggle aggainst him to keep from being taken from battle
Azraile: He pushes you to the ground and you can feel your capalaries bursting as your body starts to sweet blood, blood he starts to suck through the air into his mouth.
Yotewah: Nay parasite! I serve thee and thine as long as we are not at crtoss purposes! This I swore! But destroying the weak and innoicent are definitely at cross purpose to my oaths!" she swings her blade at him wile causing the bloood to grow heavy and fall away from him
Azraile: He hisses at the sting of the blade and rolls away from it. "We care little of your oaths hag." He pulled his actuall sword and swung it at you with inchuman strength.
Yotewah: Throws up the shield to block it, swinging my blade in under his arm as he swings past me "And I care not for your feeding as long as the prey is not unable to fight back filth! Take thee thy victuals from the Unclean and Evil!"
Azraile: The black knights strike is enugh to make you buckle, feels like he broke your sholder almost. But he curses again at the strike into his side stagering away holding it. "Damn blessed swords, you can't protect his soul from us forever."
Yotewah: Turns the side where the shoulder is weaker away from him as I advance holding the sword out towards him, "I will keep my word as long as Lord Galahad wills it leech. You know nothing of that honor"
Swings again trying to take advantage of his wounds
Azraile: This time he is carefull to block with his own sword though it chips some. He hisses. "Honor is just a consept, it's nothing real and it has no use in the end. Power on the other hand..." he strikes again at you with less force than before but still quite strong
Yotewah: Throws the shield away and uses sword to block and strike two handed, attacking without let up. not rushinfg but going at him methidically so that he is on defense all the time "Honor is power filthy fool! It is the beginning and the end. It is the entire point of being!"
Azraile: He contenues to block the attacks and with a burst of speed tries to stab you., "Honor only gets you killed."
Yotewah: Presses back against the attack refusing to give ground "All things die, all natural things so that the matter is not that one dies but how one dies. Honor does not suffer cowards and weaklings who fear death
Azraile: He growls some and bares down on you hard. "If you don't fear death, then die!" Azraile: but when you block his sword brakes agenst yours.
Yotewah: "Not today I think! However, do not let me stop you!" Strikes him with the sword
Azraile: The cut lands true and he quickly desolves to ashes, the black armor clumbbering into a pile.
Yotewah: Turns back toward the temple and moves as quickly as I can tro find the child and to help those who remain
Azraile: When you renter all you find is the sword on the alter, nothing else is there, nor any signs of a fight.
Yotewah: Kneel at the altar and lay my sword at the base as I pray for guidance
Yotewah: no
Yotewah: takes sword and balances on its tip and kneeling braces self on the hilt and then prays
Azraile: The swords and the buildings desolve away around her and an armored hand reaches down to help her up.
Yotewah: She accepts the hand and stands looking to see who it is as she murmers her thanks
Azraile: You find Glalhad helping you up.
Yotewah: Gasps and immediately kneels again "Oh My Lord!"
Yotewah: also drops eyes as is proper when in the presence of one's bettter
Azraile: He luaghs lightly and helps you up. "There is no need for that."
Yotewah: Keeps eyes lowered burt stands, "thank thee lord. Thou'rt most kind! How maun I seve thee?"
Azraile: He smiles lightly "I serve thee my lady."
Yotewah: "Lord, I am not worthy of thy service"
Azraile: Nay, we are but two parts of a whole. Though you often walk a seprate path I am blound to this blade.
Yotewah: "Forgive me my lack of understanding Lord. To which sword art thou bound?"
Azraile: My blade dear... that is wherre we are. Saddly I beleave this is as far as you can go for now.
Yotewah: "What maun I do for thee Lord?"
Azraile: You are the one who came here m'lady. Though I might ask when you lost faith in Athurs honor so.
Yotewah: She is taken aback. "Lord, I was taught that Arthur betrayed his honor. It is what we are all taught from childhood/ Is this not so?"
Azraile: The men that they and you have fought, have they ever acted or fought like knights?
Yotewah: Nay m'lord indeed not!
Azraile: And what makes you think they are knights then?
Yotewah: "I misdoubt that they are knights and I have been taught that such as they are all that would follow a master likke Arthur"
Azraile: In my time all nights aspired to follow Arthur, and he never clamed to be any mans master.... what makes those that tought you think otherwise?
Yotewah: "As King, Lord, he woulds need must act as master. And yet he himself could not even make effort to seek the Grail and sent many a good and worthy knight to doom as needless as it was fruitless. His failure to procure even a sight of the Grail is given as proof to his unworthiness"
Azraile: Ah how time and word of mouth dilude things. It was Merlien and Morgan that saught the grail and it was not a simple chalias as people seam to think now. Authar was convinced by Merlien it must be saught out though least Morgan uncover it's secrets first
Yotewah: Develana can not move. She is stunned and can only listen.
Azraile: The grail is a paradox though it is unity and it is desolation, it is ascension and it is oblivion. It can hardly be clamed by normal knights, so it was knights like us that sought it... but it was not Merlin but another Solificati that found it's secriets and he was killed his gremorum lost to time.
Yotewah: "I know not what to think Great Galahad. So we have been ourselves dishonoring Arthur for not seeking himself this Grail when he was unaware of what it truly was?"
Azraile: Arthur was a man gifted with life eternal, but he was only a man. He could not see let alone understand the weaves of the universe. But he was aware of some truth to what it was he sent us to look for, and he did not order any to search only asked as he seldom ordered anyone and likely still dose not like to.
Yotewah: "Who then is the one who has sent these miscreants against me and my people? If Arthur is not the enemy, who is?"
Azraile: Morgan I would asume, if she thought I knew more of the grail she would devour our soul to learn all she could to wressle all the power she could from the darkness for the grail is the stuff of the moment when light and dark were one, the very essence of the devine. It becomes but a darkned reflection apon the soul that clames it if they are not pure of heart and soul.
Yotewah: "Morgan is of the fey and very powerful. Are you safe from her now Lord?"
Azraile: Her power is to great for her to leave her own fully manafest anywhere you might be, however her servents or weak manafestations of her may try and bring my sword to her. As long as I am bound to this sword you must not let it leave your possesion or your magic will be lost to you, if our soul is not whole we have no magic.
Yotewah: Dev lowers her eyes; this is even heavier and more important a burden, this quest, than she knew. It was on her to keep Galahad dafe from leFey. "Lord, what would you advise me in preceeding?"
Azraile: I know that the eastern man seeks the grail, it is in his eyes.
Yotewah: }But will this not make him then a target of Morgan's Lord? Is there any way I can aid him?"
Azraile: I dought she is aware, her eyes have been focused on you... only now that you have made aquatance with him has she become aware of him
Yotewah: Her blood turns to ice ass she realizes that Morgan does indeed know of her ... it was a less than pleasant thought that she had striven from allowing in the forefront of her mind. "Then it would be detrimental for me to remain in this company? Yet how maun I leave them with any honor when I am sworn to them in this?"
Azraile: There quest is just, I see no reason to abandon them... but you should be forthright of your trubles
Yotewah: "All of them, Lord?" She taps her chest over her heart where the bomb rests. :Or was my request of the man of whom we speak sufficient to stay that danger?"
Azraile: You should least share it with those you have pleaged yourself to follow. I sense the easterner is the kind of man to help anyone in need, a true noble at heart and a man of grate honor and respect.
Yotewah: "And are the others as trustworthy? The metal man? the Raven warrior? the ... whatever it is?"
Azraile: The metal man is at war with himself how can he be trusted whe he dose not trust himself?
Yotewah: But he has proven himself to be willing to put unclean things from him. Would it not aid him an he were trusted?"
Azraile: If you can help him find his path, and he choses a just one.... perhapse it is worth such. The man has only served himself in the past though, as has the bird man. The darknened knight, he serves his lords and there cause. It is a dark cause but it is one of honor and grave responsablity..... they end those things that refuse to end when there time has come, and protect others from things that might end there lives early.
Yotewah:
I havee seen honor and bravery in the bird -- though tis well spiced with his own pleasure seeking. And I do not envy the dark one his task, though ir seems quite reasonable that he would do thus with honor. And I will continue the quest as it is just Lord as thou hast vouchsafed its verity. Is there aught else that thou weouldst have me do?"
Azraile: Beware the lure of the grail for those that are not ready to grasp it's light will only find darkness.....
Yotewah: "Are any of my companions ready then?"
Azraile: None are ready from what Merlin spoke.... the Solificati knew means to prepare ones self to drink from the grail, but last I was awake the last of them to know this was killed and none have found his grimorum
Yotewah: "Tell me Lord, is there hope for my success in keeping thee safe from Morgan? Is there aught I can do to improve myself to complete this holy task?"
Azraile: I am not fully preasent in this state, you must pear deeper into the sword, and into yourself..... Time can only tell though if you can sucseed.
Yotewah: Dev goes to one knee, her head bowed "Then I beg thy blessing Greatt Galahad for I do swear by all that is holy and all that I am that I will do this thing or die in the trying"
Azraile: He helps you up. "We are one, but seprate. Enough of this great and lord speek."
Yotewah: Dev hesitates abd looks once more at this man. She is trying to understrand what he is telling her, but she is distracted by the way he is dismissing the way of the knight . Does he not realize that she is putting herself in his service? Why is he withholding his blessing? Has he forgotten chivalry and such after all this time?
Azraile: He kneels to her instead and takes her hand. "You can not be in service to yourself, this quest is something we must do as a matter of honor and duity"
Yotewah: It is her turn to help him to rise, "Then let it be done well"
Azraile: He stands and grasps her wrist. "May we finish what we once started then?"
Yotewah: She smiles and her resolve grows stronger as she gazes up at him "so be it"
Azraile: With that she wakes felling inspired resolute and full of confadance, her mind is full of ideas how to use the sword.... she has not felt this way sense she first took up the sword. Desteny incresses, learns to judge people by looking into there eyes... can learn mind 1 at half cost with a required eye contact focus (no longer needs focus if ever rosen to 2)
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This message was last edited by the GM at 06:49, Wed 26 Feb 2014.
