Prepare for the #LodanRespawn2024 Existing characters may choose to be displace from/have memories of different timelines, thereby allowing returning members the option to retcon their whole character. These changes are the result of the "Unnatural Fog" plot device that is running between now and the Respawn. The plot is simple: no matter where your character is, that place is shrouded in a thick fog that suspends time, but not thoughts or memories, so even if they're repeating the same day over and over again, they continue to remember, so each time feels like a new day. For those retconning OCs; this is where new versions of themselves have the opportunity to replace the old versions. Official lore and tree updates will be announced asap
Post by Danny Ravensdale on Sept 18, 2014 2:57:23 GMT
Danny quickly qove his way through the city towards the Storm estate. With luck, Ikuze would be out and the old crow could see them himself. He swiftly drew near the door and knocked loudly. "'ey George! It's Danny! Lemme in! I gots somethin' I think the ol' crow should take a look at, an' I got somethin' I gotta tell him. I'm plannin' somethin' an' figured 'e'd wan' in on it!" Danny waited by the door for George or Linda, or hell, even the Crow himself to answer the door. He looked at Lone. "We're gonna hafta getcha cleaned up some. 'ere, lookit me." Danny held out his scarf to the girl. "Spit on it, unless ya wan' me to." He waited, and no matter which way it went, used the now spit on scarf to start scrubbing at Lone's face. "Le's see if we can find the girl under all this muck, eh?"
Post by Lefiruc Storm on Sept 18, 2014 22:55:26 GMT
George answered the door and frowned at Danny. "I don't think the Queen up in the Palace quite heard you Mister Ravensdale. Perhaps next time you should be a little louder?" he admonished him before looking at the girl that was with him. "Get inside." he said, ushering the pair inside. "What does Daniel want this time George?" called out Lefiruc as he exited his study before blinking at the sight of the young girl. "Ah, hello again young lady." he said, smiling kindly towards Lone before looking at Danny. "You always seem to have this knack for finding people young Daniel." he said, a brief flare coming from his withered back as he summoned forth his own damaged wings.
Post by Lone Bateleur on Sept 19, 2014 0:37:03 GMT
Lone stood stiff still as Danny started to wash her face with his scarf, but turned quickly and jumped backwards as the door opened. Standing there was an old man... That she had seen before! She had met him for a little while at the house of boy with the strange eye! She looked up at him in awe, and her mouth feel agape as wings sprouted out of his back... That were a lot like hers!
Post by Danny Ravensdale on Sept 19, 2014 5:47:59 GMT
"Ya migh' call it a bit of a talent." Danny ushered the girl further into the house away from any windows. "C'mon, Crow, we gots business ta talk..." Danny wove his way through the house as though he owned the place. It would be slightly creepy and rather impressive, except for the fact that he got turned around once or twice. "Anyways, since ya already know Lone, we can skip the introductions. I needja ta do anythin' ya can ta 'elp 'er wings. Anythin'. An' we're gonna need some privacy. No Linda or George aroun'." Danny waited until Lone and the old man were settled before he began. "I been doin' some talkin' wit Lone, an' she's tellin' me there's a place in the city tha's 'sperimentin' on Anders. S'where she came from, an' why 'er wings're like they are. Since Jak's been missin' fer a touch, I was gonna step up an' try an' direct some'a our efforts. If ya 'ave a problem wit tha', lemme know now. Bu' bear in mind tha' we still gots a pretty big problem ta take care'a... 'specially 'cause Lone can show us the way ta where she was bein' kept." Danny didn't sound the slightest bit like the boy who just let things float along. No... this was the voice of someone who was taking action. Someone who might be willing to go all the way to accomplish their goal. This was the boy's racial pride speaking, and it demanded to be heard.
Post by Lefiruc Storm on Sept 19, 2014 8:45:10 GMT
Lefiruc observed Danny trying to navigate around the house before directing them to his study. "Linda's not here. She's escorting, or at least supposed to be, my grand-daughter as they sort out a few things." he said, George returning to his duties. Once they were both seated, the old man listened to what the younger had to say. He gave a soft sigh at the topic of their wings. "If there was anything I could do, I would. As you can see, my own are somewhat in a state of disrepair as well." said the old Anders. "The only thing I've been able to find that could potentially restore her wings, would be an Anders exceptionally gifted in the healing magics... of course, finding such a person in Lodan and receiving their aid have proven... tricky, as you could imagine." he said before he listened to the rest of the tale.
"I see... Then let me give you some hard-earned advice my young friend. Do not rush into action." he said, holding up a hand to forestall any rebuke. "This is not about being overly cautious before you suggest such. I feel as much fury at this revelation as you do... however, that does not mean we can just charge on in." said Lefiruc. "Thanks to young Lone here, we know the location of one establishment, and the fact that this group exists. Yes, I said one. For all we know there could just be the one facility, but equally so, we don't know if its the only one." he said, stroking his beard in thought.
"For something like this to have kept secret for so long without a single person appearing to blow their cover suggests several things. First, that whoever these people are, they are by no means stupid. They know how to play the city and cover their tracks. Second, it is highly likely that these people hold connections. Funding for scientists is quite a problematic field, and therefore, someone has to be funding them. Or someones. Third, they have been doing this for a considerable length of time, if young Lone here is any evidence. This means that they understand our biology extensively, and will no doubt have come up with scenarios to bring each Anders down regardless of magical ability." listed the old winged anders as he sighed and looked towards the fireplace.
"My boy, I fear we may have uncovered either an intricate web or a cunning hydra. If we do as you suggest and stamp out this facility immediately, we have no way of telling what the ramifications would be. It could be that nothing happens and we've put an end to the experiments once and for all... or it could drive others deeper underground for their cancer to take root and fester further." said Lefiruc. "There's another thing to consider... whom would you take on this assault? Our numbers are thin as it is, and not all of us are exactly fighting fit."
Post by Danny Ravensdale on Sept 19, 2014 17:21:45 GMT
"But if we sit an' do nothin', more people... more anders'll tortured an' killed. Ya done alotta talkin' 'bout wha' we're up against but ya ain' made a suggestion as ta wha' ta do." Danny was up and pacing around the room. "If we're jus' gonna sit 'ere then we're jus' like the rest a the city. Wha' we needa do's ge' in there an' ge' as many'a our people out as we can. An' if you won' do it, I will. I'll ge' volunteers, an' if nobody volunteers, then I'll go by myself if I 'ave to." Danny's speech was at an end, and it was plain to see the boys emotions were riled.
"If ya gotta better idea, I'll listen to ya. Bu' I came to ya 'cause I though' you'd be able ta 'elp the most."
Post by Lone Bateleur on Sept 19, 2014 21:02:27 GMT
Lone listened as the Danny and Leifuric spoke to each other, starring up at them both with wide, blank eyes, but then crouched to the ground and started drawing in the dust. She continued to work as they argued, drawing everything line by line, then pushed away a big dot near one of the corners.
Post by Tyrell O'Callaghan on Sept 19, 2014 23:37:50 GMT
Months had passed since Tyrell had begun working for the Storm family, and as a result, found himself mostly holed up in the manor to tend to the chores. With what money he did make, he pitched in to help Linda and George with groceries or other things about the manor all while taking pains to make sure that Old Man Storm knew nothing. As he worked and became more in tuned with his work, he found it fairly easy to play the role of a gentleman though it was not much different than his usual personality only his manners were polished. Today, however, was the first day the hulking giant was able to take his time and enjoy the winds as he raced through the sky on large, raven wings. Thoroughly enjoying himself, he grins wide, the same raven color of his hair flapping about in the wind. Hours he spent endlessly flying until he felt it best to return back to the manor so he could return to his tasks. Upon returning, he made sure to come in through the back so as to not force George away from his tasks and once inside, he hurries off to his room, passing by Lefiruc's study as he does. A thought crosses his mind, and before he reaches his room, the giant turns back on his heels and hesitantly approaches the door before knocking. "Sir Storm, it's Tyrell," he calls gently in case the elder had guests on the off chance. As the elder crow knew he was deaf, Tyrell waited until the door was either opened, or several minutes passed before turning back to his room.
Post by Lefiruc Storm on Sept 20, 2014 0:47:16 GMT
Lefiruc sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I did make a suggestion my boy, but sadly you must have missed it in your haste to act." he said before looking at the blonde lad. "My suggestion at the moment is thus. We get more intelligence on this threat. Right now, what do we know about them? All we know is what Lone knows, and I dare say that her captors would not have given her a lot of details. Gods lad, we don't even know how many Anders are even still at this laboratory, that are alive. You wish to lead, then you must learn patience. And I know full damned well the consequences of waiting too long boy..." said the old winged Anders, looking to the urn on the mantelpiece before a knock came to the study door, and a voice called through.
"Ah. One moment... I believe this is someone whom Lone would very much get along with." the old man said, an idea permeating into his head as he got up to go open the door. "Mister Tyrell, do come in. We have a couple of guests. You know young Daniel of course, but the second is one I think would benefit from some time with you... her name is Lone, and she's recently... escaped from some rather cruel individuals. A tad on the shy side, and well... you can see why." he said, in full view of the man so he could read his lips properly before turning to give him sight to the pair. "Miss Lone, this is Tyrell O'Callaghan. I believe the two of you will get along just fine." he said before facing his lips towards Tyrell once more.
"Mister Tyrell, would you be so kind as to look after Miss Lone for the immediate time being during her visit here? Young Daniel and I have some things to discuss, and it may get a little... loud to put it mildly." requested Lefiruc of the deaf man.
Post by Tyrell O'Callaghan on Sept 20, 2014 7:54:47 GMT
In seeing the door open, Tyrell waits patiently then smiles a the elder man as his face comes into view. Every wrinkle about his face seemed as familiar as it had ever been any other day he'd seen the old crow but today something about him seemed different. Lilac eyes focused in on the elder's lips as they moved, his eyes quickly deciphering what it was that was said to him before he was allowed to look over the small girl and Danny. There was a sort of fondness he held for the young lad though his eyes fell on the girl dubbed Lone. The young crow didn't even question why the Old Crow thought he'd get along with the girl, but with a congenial smile, he looks back to Lefiruc to see his request and nods. Quietly, he wonders what sort of cruel things she was made to endure but makes no other vocalizations than when he'd asked for audience. Turning his smile to Lone, he extends his hand out to her to lead her out of the room, his gentle smile still in place.
Post by Danny Ravensdale on Sept 21, 2014 1:37:11 GMT
"Ya wanna learn more? Fine. I'll go getcha yer twice damned details... An' I won' ge' nobody else 'urt doin' it." Danny fumed before he looked at Lone. "Lone, Ty's deaf. 'e can't ear nothin', so if ya wanna say somethin' to 'im ya gotta move yer hair outta yer face an' look at 'im so 'e can see wha' yer sayin'. Tha's 'ow 'e 'ears. 'e sees the words." Danny looked back at Lefiruc. "I'm gonna see wha's there, an' I'll ge' inside an' find out wha's goin' on. Migh' no' be able ta fight em all, but they sure as 'ell can' catch me. So you jus' sit tight an' watch."
Post by Lone Bateleur on Sept 21, 2014 15:04:39 GMT
Lone looked up at new boy with a look of awe, her pale yellow eyes wide, but not scared. She wasn't scared of these people, they had treated her so well... "I drew a map" she mouthed, without a word escaping her pale lips up at Tyrell, as she gently placed her tiny hand on his. There was a look in his eyes that made her think that maybe he was a kind person... And she didn't have to talk around him. She was relieved.
Post by Lefiruc Storm on Sept 21, 2014 22:30:04 GMT
Lefiruc grumbled as he rubbed the bridge of his nose once more. "The fires of youth..." he muttered before fixing Danny with a stare. "Lad, I do not fault your heart nor conviction... but if you wish to lead, then you must learn to use your head over your heart. Right now you are burning for a fight. Believe me, I know that rage..." he said, spreading his near destroyed wings out to their full length as he stood up. "Be wary that you do not burn yourself with that rage." warned the older Anders before he brought his wings back in. "If you are bent on undertaking this task as soon as is physically possible... then you leave me with no choice young Daniel." Lefiruc said as he went over to a nearby wardrobe and opened it up.
Inside was what looked like just... a regular wardrobe. The old man leaned inside before pressing down on a symbol in the back of the wood. There was a brief shudder before the glamour fell away to reveal an impressive arsenal of gleaming weapons and small armour. He looked back to Daniel. "Preparation lad. Unless you intended to fight an unknown force in nothing but cloth, and with nought but stern words and your flesh." said the elder Anders with a smirk. "You can wear most of this under your clothing I have no doubt. And they're solid pieces, so no chain-mail or such to make a noise. The blades are similarly concealable. I trust you know your way around a blade mister Daniel?" asked Lefiruc as he began to collect some bracers and vambraces for himself.
Post by Tyrell O'Callaghan on Sept 22, 2014 6:12:38 GMT
Thick brows creased to draw together over the bridge of his nose as he catches her words. "Map...?" It is then that he allows his lilac eyes to rise from where they had fell to look over the small girl to now see the interactions between Danny and the elder crow. As he had not read their lips, he was highly confused on the whole subject, or why Lefiruc was approaching his wardrobe. Seeing the weapons appear after, he blinks and his mouth falls slightly open as he is unsure of what to say or do. Despite his size, when he looks down at Lone to see if she could bare him any answers, his look is one of utter confusion and lack of understanding. Talks of weaponry were not things he felt that she should be exposed to however and so gently, he guides her out of the room, tiny hand held loosely in his own giant one. What could he do entertain her while the other two spoke, he wondered. A quick glance back at her and his eyes fell on her wings. He had noticed them earlier but hadn't acted like he noticed so he would not hurt her... but in seeing them, he smiled bright as he now had his idea. She couldn't fly on those wings. Pausing in the middle of the hallway, he turns to face her then smiles as he kneels down to be more level with her. "Would you like to fly with me," he asks, deep voice soft so as to not frighten her.
Post by Danny Ravensdale on Sept 23, 2014 5:59:06 GMT
Danny walked over the Lefiruc's wardrobe and looked inside. "I said I'd getcha yer proof. Tha' don' mean ya gotta come wit me." The boy looked around the armory before choosing something light weight. A studded leather jerkin, a pair of light leather greaves, a pair of plated metal vambraces, and a heavy tipped single edged sword. "I'm gonna go ge' changed." The boy looked around before scampering out of the room and disappearing into one nearby. After several minutes and some loud swearing, he returned in what would be considered his usual getup, aside from a sword strapped to his hip. "Ya almos' ready ya ol' Crow?" Danny wiggled a little like he was trying to adjust something he was wearing.
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