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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by NightBloomsFell:
11/23/2017 2:52:33 AM
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[b]Just little touch of magic here and there...[/b]
[u]Location: a village close to the sea
Time: noonish[/u]
[i]Screams could be heard as villagers ran in terror as clearly as a few unknown creatures ran after them. They're about the size of a bear but much faster and more cunning as they ran in pairs or small groups as they chased the remaining villagers that weren't tore apart in some gruesome fashion. A woman with long red hair to her waist with strands of silver throughout it. She had light blue skin and a slender build. She wore a long black cloak over her clothing.
She was holding her staff that had a purplish runes etched into the wood of her knarled looking staff.
Azaleas was seen protecting a young family a mother and two little kids no older than three years old. She had put a strong barrier around them as she fought two of the foul creatures. Azalea was wielding her staff with such skill as she conjured up a nasty arc electrified the one in front her until it was a smoldering heap of as it was that powerful.
Another one was hit with a spell that turned into solid glass which she swings the head of staff into shattering it before her very eyes. The red headed woman with hardly seem to breaking a sweat as she fought them with ease.
But they were everywhere all over village spilling innocent blood without mercy at all. This was something she was trying to stop. But she could use some help clearing the rest of them out. [/i]
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[i]Aria hadn't even flipped the page, instead leaving the book on the skull with the crossed bones. It was unsettling, of course, but she was also so deathly curious to what was in there...[/i] "Yes... Yes, I did. May I take a look, Ma'am?"
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"Yes you can but remember those spells can cause untold horrors as their created by wicked hands for wicked deeds."says azalea [i]azalea knew full well what each and every one those spells were capable of.[/i]
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[i]Ariawyn only nodded in response, an awed expression on her face. She carefully, tentatively, flipped the page, her silver eyes looking over the text that lay behind the warning, her breathing a tad bit faster than it usually was.[/i]
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[i]that first one was a plague system dubbed the sleeping death. Which would cause the victims to fall in to a deep sleep where they would be impossible to rouse as they eventually waste away then die.[/i]
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[i]Interesting, interesting... and by far not as horrid as she had expected. She made a mental note of the hex, flipping to the next page after, her want to learn feeling heavy in her chest.[/i]
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[i]there was more darker spells a lot farther into the book all doing horrible things. There were all types there was could turn one inside out another one was making them implode. [/i]
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[i]Now... this was more what Aria had expected. It was unnerving, but at the same time, she wanted to learn more of these twisted spells. She felt eager, flipping another page, wanting to garner even more knowledge.[/i]
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[i]they definitely kept getting darker and with each turn of the page. A lot them would question a person actual sanity if they used them they were that dark and twisted.[/i]
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[i]Ariawyn was unnerved by the dark, horrid spells, of course, but she also felt a spying desire to use them on... something, who knew what. They interested her deeply, both their effects and the stories behind them -- what terrible things happened to their creators to make them create such spells... and as such, she only kept reading, completely captivated.[/i]
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[i]azalea watches her leaf through the pages of dark magic wondering just what she thought of them exactly. As she knew that was a good reason they weren't used anymore. She had met some of the creators that made them. All them had one thing in common they were all insane.[/i]
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[i]Aria would soon feel the repercussions of her excitement, her throat clenching shut while her face distorted into a look of agony, her eyes wide. Her right hand gripped at her chest, her heart feeling heavy and painful, agony aching in her bosom, throbbing. Only a moment later, she lost consciousness completely, slumping forwards and over the book.[/i]
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[i]Azalea curses as she sees her slump over like that effectively scaring the woman. Azalea leans over to check on her not really sure what happened to her.[/i]
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[i]Aria was out cold, her face unnervingly pale, her breathing... non-existant. She remained effectively dead for God knows how long - time seemed frozen - but then, she took a sharp, hasty breath, eyes flying back open. She clutched at her chest again, breathing fast and ragged.[/i]
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"You okay?"says azalea [i]Azalea was clearly nervous now as her facial expressions shown great concern.[/i]
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"F-Fine," [i]She stuttered with gritted teeth, the fingertips on the hand that held her chest glowing with soft, pleasant green light. Aria slowly pushed a sigh out as she visibly relaxed, her pain disappearing.[/i]
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"Oh okay you gave me a bit of scare that's all ."says azalea [i]she watches her a little wary still. [/i]
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"I thought so... My deepest apologies, Mistress." [i]She offered an innocent smile as she lowered her hands, gently grasping the book with them both as she had before. Of course, Aria wanted to continue reading, but... she was definitely in need of some rest.[/i]
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"You might want to rest before studying more cant have you falling on the floor."says Azaleas [i]she clearly could see that she looked tired. She didn't want her to daint like that again. [/i]
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[i]The little Scicylla didn't necessarily look tired... she just looked worn-out and weary, as if she had carried the weight of the world on her shoulders only a few moments ago. She pushed a sigh past her lips, only nodding in agreement instead of speaking. Carefully, she closed the book, holding it out to Azalea after.[/i] "Sorry for... being forced to rest so much, Ma'am. I fear I may be more high-maintenance than most pupils."
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"It's fine i have learn with age comes patience and im in no hurry at all."says azalea [i]the woman wasn't the type to rush things. She knew being rushed made mistakes.[/i]
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[i]While rushing caused errors, taking things too slowly wasn't ideal either. Still, Aria only complied since she did definitely agree with her needing rest. She slowly slunk back into the tent, a shiver running down her spine... she'd never realized how cold she was. Silently, she slipped beneath the blankets on the bedroll, curling up beneath them. Her eyes shut, and almost immediately, she was asleep.[/i]
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[i]Azalea this time however fell asleep sitting there. But it wasn't the first time she's done it. [/i]
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[i]Aria just peacefully and very deeply slept over in the tent, all curled up in her robes and beneath the blankets. It was winter by now, and she felt it, even if, really, the cold hadn't done anything before. The little heart attack left her weak.[/i]
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[i]Azalea wouldn't feel the cold as she was from the coldest place in the seas so it was comforting to her. Only really needing her clothes she had on.[/i]
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[i]The little whittle dragon-elf slept for hours, resting a hole in the day. By the time she did awake, it was somewhere near the evening, her silver eyes fluttering open with a slight groan. She was feeling better, stirring a little before she rose up from the blankets.[/i]
