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 Lasair Landevier Lupen on Mar 15, 2017 2:23:07 GMT
“Where is everyone?!” Lasair shouted into the near-empty halls. Everyone needed to meet up with him in order to get out of there. At least that’s what he thought. Perhaps they had fled by foot. That would be annoying. Still, he turned to the kind wife and gave an apologetic shrug. “As much as it pains me to leave your company, it is due time for me to take my leave…” Flirting to the end. That’s just what suited him most.
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Mar 18, 2017 4:46:47 GMT
Edelweiss hoped there wouldn't be any more guards swarming them again. She'd rather not need to cripple more people that night, and they'd better hurry up. Sienna felt so light in her grip, way too light for a woman of her size, and gave the redhead the unnerving feeling that she was carrying a hollow doll. They better get her home fast, so that she could get some rest and clothes that weren't literally torn rags.
Well, as long as they don't get surrounded by another wave of bodyguards, there wasn't much else for the redhead to do other than carry Sienna to wherever Lasair is (was he still in the front room, maybe?) and regroup so that he could gate all of them back into the city.
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
As they climbed the stairs, Amon reached into his bag and pulled out a clockwork bird, tapping it a few times before sending out ahead. He then took out another one, and a series of taps later, recorded a message ("Hey Las, meet us at the front, we're gonna need a gate home.") before sending that one off as well.
"Sending the Albatross' home," he reported. "And might as well get Lasair to meet us rather than us go to him..." Amon glanced at Sienna, holding onto Edel like a koala. On one hand, he wanted to offer to help carry her; on the other, it was probably best for Sienna to not have any male contact for a while...
"I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible! And when I leave, you will finally understand why storms are named after people!" - Taryn, Nerf This
Well, everyone was ignoring him. Which, well, made sense in a way. He was just an accessory— a helper. And if they didn’t need his help, well, it just meant that he had to take his own agency. Which meant scouting up ahead. Taking a few steps further than the others, wheezing with every other step because he was getting tired, he looked around for guards. Apparently no one really lingered— out of fear, maybe, or because everyone else was tending to his fire. Though, guards and possible problems was only one thing he had to be careful of. One false move and Sayvahn would have run into the robotic birds which, sadly, Amon had failed to warn him about (was he really that invisible?) as he let loose his “doves.” Though, they weren’t doves. Or maybe they were? Sayvahn hadn’t really got a good look at them before pressing himself against the wall. At least they were noisy little buggers.
“In a closed society where everybody's guilty, the only crime is getting caught." ― Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Apr 9, 2017 19:43:18 GMT
With the bird-message received, Lasair ran towards the front of the house, panting from the effort exerted to hurry so much. “One gate, coming up. All aboard and get in it quick.” He tried to maintain at least a little bit of humor. Conjuring up his magic, he pictured Edelweiss’ apartment and every so slowly, a dot formed in the air before expanding. Eventually it opened up, allowing everyone to jump through it. They just needed to hurry, if he lost concentration, it would close up without reopening.
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Apr 14, 2017 22:32:07 GMT
The redhead hurried through the gate as fast as her legs would take her, setting Sienna down from her back and guiding her to sit on a couch in the living room while turning to check if everyone else had made it through safely already. She knew from experience those Gating passages never lasted open for very long, but they also didn't close while anything was in its way, so in case of emergency she'd be ready to stick herself midway across the passage and assist Lasair in keeping it open if needed be.
Once everyone was comfirmed safe and in her apartment, she turned her attention back to them - and Sienna in particular. "I'll get a change of clothes for us two first..." They'd call too much attention on the streets as they were. Edelweiss had speckles of blood on her outfit, although the dark colors hid much of it, and her pants were visibly damaged on the knee too. And then there was Sienna, who was basically wearing the remaining rags of what once was a dress. The redhead sighed and turned to glance at Amon while moving to go find decent clothes. "...And then I can Gate us all back to your shop? We can take her home from there."
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
"Yeah, should be fine," Amon grunted, doing his best to quickly usher and push the clockwork dolls through the gateway. He had hoped that they wouldn't be affected all that much by the magic, and in truth, they weren't.
They were, however, moving a little slower than desired when in proximity of the gate, a sign that they still felt some affects. Quite evident from the odd feeling from his own arm and the static in his left eye. While his arm and eye could most likely survive another trip (or two), the dolls didn't seem too happy.
Another thing to improve for the future.
"Ready when you are..." he said with a tired sigh, eager to get home.
"I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible! And when I leave, you will finally understand why storms are named after people!" - Taryn, Nerf This
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