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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2019 0:54:04 GMT -6
Hello Starborn, and welcome to Vagabond Plot 805: Mission Impossible  Team Leader: Sinarin Participants: Lillie, Enigma, Umbra, Alois, Persephone, Aurora Please keep the following in mind!- Posts must be a minimum of 175 words. There is no maximum!- No strict order is enforced, but there must be at least two posts between your own character's.- No god-moding or reading characters' minds (unless your pony is a literal telepath, anyway)
- Always get consent before harming another character!- Your team is precious. Try to interact with everyone. <3- Have fun! Even if your pony isn't. 8'D
Prompt: Your God came to you in a dream and a vision, and the people of Asylon, along with a few of Her Missionaries, were compelled to go in search of another arcane crystal. She has guided you here, granting the Missionaries visions that led your party through Sirith. On the way, a few curious souls joined your company; for Vagabonds, you are a company generously supplied and safe, after all. Finally, you are almost at your destination. Now you must make your way through the town and locate one of the crystals so that you might return it to your God; she is eagerly awaiting your return. Don’t fail her. Date: October 4th Time of Day: Early evening Weather: Clear Location: Near Vasall, in Sirith Your leader is posted!
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2019 19:54:24 GMT -6
 Sinarin;Vagabond|Thief
The dreams had begun again, creating a restless urge to travel and move. That wasn’t anything new to the thief turned Missionary, but the fact that it was shared by his fellow Missionaries was a surprise. Once he’d learned that, well Sinarin had been quick to organize some supplies and get on the move.
It had been a pleasant trip, and they hadn’t run into any trouble yet, though with the goddess of luck on thier side he wasn’t terribly surprised...though she was also the goddess of chaos. Never did know when things would spice up.
They had acquired some fellow travelers, which wasn’t surprising. His group was well equipped and not a surly bunch. Sinarin himself was dressed in his traveling cloak with a shield and packs along his sides, and a wide array of throwing knives and daggers about his person, most within easy access along his chest band.
A gleeful, anticipatory grin curved the stallion’s lips as he looked at the town of Vasall laid out before them. It was still a little hazy with distance, but they could be there within an hour. Silver eyes shifted to peer about the group around them--they’d stopped for a break before the next leg of their journey. Gaze settled upon Persephone and Aurora, the two he knew best of the group.
“About ready?” he asked, words light and easy, the thief clearly not showing any anxiety or worry about this coming mission.
After all, getting into a town and out with something -- even an arcane crystal -- was rather the highlight of his life.
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Post by TinyMinou on Jul 6, 2019 4:24:12 GMT -6
Lillie
Vagabond - Bard
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Her smile was brighter than ever after meeting the godess named Digend, a godess of chaos but also fortune and luck. She had granted her and her family safety, something she had prayed for to Cascade but never received an answer from the sea mother while this new godess that she had only heard of in rumors had given it to her.
She even felt safe enough to leave her family and familiars - even her trustworthy Pancake - behind at Asylon as did not fear anymore for the dangers that could harm them. Asylon was safe.
She had never been this calm nor happy before as being a herdless member had scared her for the most part of her life. Always frightened of the uncertainendity that came with it.
But now there was safety.
When she heard of the party that would gather an another arcane crystal, she joined. She wanted to do something to thank the godess so she thought that this would be fitting.
With a happy fullfilled heart she stood up, ready to starting traveling again.
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Post by Superior-Caesar on Jul 8, 2019 15:34:12 GMT -6
Umbra | PeddlerUmbra had been called upon by his new goddess recently and there was no way he was going to deny her. This god had shown him a new way, he was going to please her no matter what it took. He found himself surrounded by strangers on their quest to find some mysterious crystal. He did not mind, though. These were fellow vagabonds that his god had deemed worthy of her protection. They clearly couldn't be so bad.
They had taken a break in their travels to rest, but it seemed like everyone was ready to go. Umbra wrapped his scarf around his neck and prepared for the journey ahead. He noticed a mare that was with them had this bright smile on her face as they began to continue on their way. He took his chance to approach the grulla hippocampi and introduce himself. Sure they'd been travelling for a while now, but it took a lot for the young stallion to work up the confidence to interact with anyone. He figured this would be as good a time as any.
"Hello there! I must say, you've seemed awfully happy this whole trip. I think it's really cool of you. I'm Umbra, by the way, and you are?" Umbra felt a bit awkward walking up to the stranger like that, but she had been one from Asylon, so she clearly couldn't be so bad. He just wanted to make a new friend, after all.
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Post by Disastercorn on Jul 8, 2019 15:51:55 GMT -6
A U R O R AFemale | Missionary | Vagabond
Although she had been distraught at the dreams and visions before hand, now the mare welcomed them and felt at ease with the thought at this god deemed her worthy of something, anything. A small smile adorned the pastel creatures form, her head tipping to push into the draft's shoulder. "Yes, about ready. The herbs and grasses here are so healthy and strong." Teke picked a few on the venture here, of course in case something happened. She was a healer at heart and didn't want anyone to get hurt, anyone.
Slowly she rose back up onto her hooves, wings stretching out. "Shouldn't be too much of a walk now. It's a town right? Whats the plan, anyways darling? Surely we can't just walk our cute little selves in and take a crystal... I don't want to actually see you have to use those knives." Her head tipped, giggling a little bit as the recently grown back mane tumbled forward in the thick braid. "Afterall, it's not just us traveling anymore, we have more to care for now." She looked around at the gathering of equines and smiled brightly. It was nice to be surrounded by others, she had been alone for so long.
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Post by gone-astrayy on Jul 9, 2019 9:23:42 GMT -6
Persephone | Missionary
Once the dreams and visions began, Persephone knew they were a sign from Digend. She was not alone either, several others shared the same vision as she, and it was decided they had a mission to fulfill, and a journey to embark on. Not one to deny her new deity, Persephone joined the company formed right away.
As they journeyed, there had been other Vagabonds who'd joined them, lured in by the safety of larger numbers, as well as the ample supplies they carried. Persephone for one, was more than happy to welcome the newcomers. They had enough to go around, and Persephone would not deny someone needing help.
Ears perking as her fellow Missionaries spoke, Seph smiled upon hearing Aurora's tinkling giggle. "I wouldn't expect they will just freely give us this crystal, however, I don't think knives should really be necessary. We'll figure out a non violent solution if a problem arises, I expect that is part of the challenge given to us. I have a good feeling." The mare's voice was soft and airy, but carried well enough. The sound of her voice woke up her perpetually anxious familiar, Koda, and she could hear him squeaking angrily as he untangled himself from his mane.
"Well I for one don't see any good coming of this! Why do you always put yourself, and by extension, me in potentially dangerous situations?! I'm too small for danger!" Koda definitely woke up on the wrong side of the mane this evening. Her bat companion finally freed himself from the last strands that held him in place, and crawled up to sit between her ears. "Why are we doing this anyways? How is a giant rock going to help anyone?"
"Hush Koda. We'll be fine. And we're doing this because Digend has asked it of us, and it's not a rock, it is an arcane crystal." -- "Hardly a difference!" Truly an indignant personality if there ever was one, but Persephone loved him.
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Post by ccdefoe2000 on Jul 10, 2019 17:48:59 GMT -6
Enigma | Wanderer
The Chimeric stallion had joined up with the strange traveling group mostly for the chance to hear and learn new stories. The safety and supplies were a nice bonus as well, and definitely didn't sway him that much. Truly. The other equines seemed to be from all over Hirith and all different walks of life. Which the inquisitive stallion found rather interesting in and of itself. Although the talk of dreams and gods wasn't exactly Enigma's favorite subject, The idea of getting to see and take part in a magical heist was definitely tempting. The stories alone he could spin off such a tale would keep him well provided for in the coming times.
The sturdy band of adventurers, as the stallion was want to call their group, seemed to be ramping up to get to the next leg of the journey. Even the small worried bat traveling with the red winged hippocampus seemed eager to continue the quest for their goal, Enigma could just barley make out the high pitch squeaks and the interesting females responses. It was nice to see more equines learning their familiars tongue.
Enigma checked his gear one last time, making sure that his saddle bags and cloak wouldn't get tangled, or his armor come lose. He also checked once again that his quiver was secured with ease to get at just like his throwing knives and Recurve Bow. From the outside he probably looked like a thug or tough, but he was quick with a smile and word that would reassure those around him of his innocence, Whether that was real or feigned was yet to be shown.
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Post by sansatine on Jul 10, 2019 19:05:59 GMT -6
Alois | Vagabond
Alois had never been one to passively accept the will of the gods- in fact, she typically met their holiness with swears and curses. Gods were too keen on sitting idly by while the lives of mortals fell to ruin. It was blasphemous. So why, then, am I here? Gods usually held little sway, but this digend, this new god of chaos… she was persistent. Alois desperately wanted a home and Digend provided her Asylon. After fleeing Ethine, Alois spent most days looking over her shoulder, using aliases, and stealing. Not necessarily a noble life, but it was what she did until the discovery of Asylon. Since it’s birth, Alois came to know of a peace deep inside her she could not explain. Maybe that is why she came. Regardless of her reasoning, she sat silent with her party, staring at her reflection in a glass bottle. She didn’t have the energy to obscure her scar today, not with all the travelling they were doing. The scarred skin over her right eye devastated her vanity. She sneered at her reflection before taking another drink. Near her a familiar was bickering with its keeper. Alois gave a small laugh as she stood up and stretched. “Knowing Briemians, they’ll either be too wary to approach or we won’t even see any.” Alois replied. She fixed the cowl around her head. “Are we ready to set out?”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2019 12:34:10 GMT -6
The Missionaries feel something, almost like a touch, but not quite.
A vision floods your mind. Suddenly, it is as if you are looking at your own group from above. The sensation of seeing your own body like this is... Foreign, to say the least.
A white strand of light is drawn from where you stand, and the vision follows it. Through the open landscape into the town, whirring around buildings and through crowds of horses going about their daily business. Into a building and through the rows of items until you see it - the Crystal, nestled safely in a storage shed. It looks large and heavy and is a sleepy dull purple color.
The vision pulls backward to show you the whole scene. The white strand of light grows brighter as it becomes further away, and soon you see in your mind the town and surrounding countryside as if they were a living map. Horses are moving through the streets like busy ants, oblivious to you watching them.
The vision fades, but the knowledge of the route is seared in your mind like a well-studied book.
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Post by Dream-Lark on Jul 13, 2019 20:22:33 GMT -6
Sinarin;Vagabond|Missionary/Thief
A sly, warm grin curved lips as silver eyes gazed upon the winged equine beside him. “How’d you know that was exactly my plan? Just waltz in, be my naturally charming self, and waltz back out with whatever I desire. Words every time, no knives needed. Unless they like that sorta thing,” the thief replied, casting a wink as he laughed.
“I don’t doubt we’ll have good luck, with you beauties along for the trip!” Sinarin added, grinning playfully at Persephone, even as she entered into a lively conversation with her familiar. Gaze flickered to one of the non-Missionaries, Alois, he remembered from introductions. “From what I’ve gathered by rumor, there are quite a few Serorans around and in the town - “
The stallion was going to continue speaking, when his voice caught, a shiver running down his spine from -- something. And then abruptly he was thrust into a vision yet again, though he didn’t fight it. The sensation reminded him of his new patron, so he opened his mind, eagerly absorbing any information given, though the view might be disconcerting.
“Well, that was something,” Sinarin remarked, shaking his head before steadying himself and turning to gaze at the town, eyes calculating. “Well, the vision fits what little I’d heard. Seems a busy little place, we shouldn’t have any trouble slipping in.” The common horse blinked then, glancing toward his companions with an apologetic grin.
“On the other bright side, looks like we’ve got a map now!” Attention shifted to Persephone and Aurora, as if to silently confirm they’d seen the map like vision as well. “We can explain more about it as we move. If we’re all ready, we should start hoofing it. Since we’ve been given further instruction, I’d say it’s time to get moving!” Voice was cheerful, echoed by a cawing sound overhead as a magpie swooped down to land upon his back, perching on the strap of his saddlebag to hitch a ride.
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Post by gone-astrayy on Jul 15, 2019 19:26:38 GMT -6
Persephone | Missionary
Nodding along to Alois' statement, she was poised to reply when her coat prickled. Persephone felt a shiver run down her body as a vision swims into her mind. Suddenly, she was no longer on the ground, which wasn't unusual considering she had wings, but what was unusual was that it appeared that she was looking at their group from above. Before she had a chance to observe their mismatched group, a white beam appears and leads her away. Following it, it appears that it is the path they are to follow. To her surprise, the town was bustling with bodies. Soon enough, the vision showed her the location of the crystal, large, purple and waiting for them. Suddenly, the vision seemed to zoom out, and it felt like she was soaring high above the town, viewing it from a birds' eye view, though the blinding white beam was still visible. Digend had sent them their route, and the knowledge was seared into the forefront of her mind.
Her vision returned to normal, and she glanced at the others to see if they too, had seen the vision. Her silent question was answered quickly enough by Sinarin. She nodded along with him, they would likely be able to slip in with ease. The town probably saw quite a few wandering spirits.
"I agree, and it seemed to be very close to where we are now, so the sooner we get there, the sooner we can locate and retrieve the crystal. I wonder what Digend has in store for it?" The missionary was very curious to see what her goddess would do with this crystal. Obviously it was no mere trinket, and she hoped she'd at least get to bear witness to whatever it was Digend needed it for.
"Nothing good! You should've listened to Shiann! She's a smart horse, with real survival skills. Say, why don't I go find her and she can lecture you on safety tips?" Koda, ever the pessimist, was clearly not dissuaded from his earlier rant. Persephone only shook her head good naturedly before picking up her pace slightly, excitement at the possibilities the future held, seeping into her bones.
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Post by sansatine on Jul 18, 2019 10:54:21 GMT -6
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As the silver mare stood and watched to crowd around her, the air around them seemed to shift. The talking paused and a select few seemed to be pulled from this realm into another. The sudden silence was accompanied by a strangely calming presence. Alois had never been one for gods and omens, but she knew others in their group did. As they returned, they talked of a map. She shook it off. She was antsy when the presence finally lifted. It was strange to the mare, but something about this new god... She didn't have the words. Gods were never her solace, but maybe that would change the longer she stayed in Asylon. Maybe she would grow old there, have another child, adopt another pet, have all those things normal lives have. Alois felt a body against her leg. Ivan, her faithful companion. She pet his head briefly. His face was turning grey. He was almost 7 now, but still had so much life in him. "We know the way, why don't we get moving?" she called out. Never one for niceties- unless she needed something, of course. 191 |
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Post by Disastercorn on Jul 19, 2019 15:31:40 GMT -6
A U R O R AFemale | Missionary | Vagabond
Sinarin was always such a flirt with his words, but it never ceased to make the mare smile and blush. With a small giggle of her own, she flickered her tail once and was about to speak. That was until a sudden welcoming chill unfurled down her back and then seemed to transport her up into the air. The vision played out before her, showing her the exact path as if she had traveled it a hundred times over. The moment it ended she took a hard breath staggered just slightly.
"I don't know if I shall ever get fully used to those." She commented softly, large eyes looking up to meet Sin and Persephone, knowing they had seen the same. "Seem's it'll be a might bigger then we were planning, and a bit more awkwardly to get without some sort of... Bartering." As the group finally started to move forward, the winged mare, shivered once and flexed her wings a bit.
"A diversion doesn't seem like a bad idea. From what I remember about Breimian's they do help those in need... Maybe we can draw their attention with some of us being hurt while those who are stronger and more... stealthy can go for the crystal... It looked to be in a shed?" The mare, glanced around, looking towards Enigma and Sinarian before also looking towards Alois, Umbra and Lillie. "Unless there as those here who have been touched by the other gods?"
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Post by Dream-Lark on Jul 20, 2019 21:10:38 GMT -6
Sinarin;Vagabond|Missionary/Thief
The dual colored stallion chuckled as Alois spoke up, dipping his head in a cocky nod and suiting words to action as he stretched his legs into a ground eating walk. “A mare of action, I see,” Sinarin remarked, grinning flirtily, before his gaze shifted to Aurora, whose side he stayed close to.
“I’m sure Digend has a plan for us, but considering no one got a memo to bring sufficient funds with us...not sure She’s got bartering in mind,” the thief replied, tone actually becoming more serious as he spoke, though his manner remained cheerful and his swagger didn’t falter a moment.
“As someone with a bit of experience in such matters, a diversion could actually backfire. If there’s anyone the least bit suspicious, but with a healthy dose of paranoia, they’ll just run off to guard the crystal, just in case,” Sin explained, grinning mischievously as he remembered his last encounter with Breimians and Serorans and such a charade...that had ended up with him holding a young lad hostage. Yeah, that one hadn’t gone according to plan, though it had still ended up lucrative -- for him.
“Since only three of us have an actual map, of sorts, I’d vote we stick together. Just walk in like a group of Serorans, or mixed Serorans and Vagabonds if you don’t know much about the sand people’s customs. Either way, it shouldn’t draw much attention if you don’t actually act furtively. Move like you belong there. If we need too, we can separate and cause distractions while a few obtain the crystal and bolt. Since I can simply walk through that storage building’s walls, I’ll offer my services there,” the thief announced, tossing a wink to the group at large, as if he’d offered some amusing innuendo.
“It’s a good point though, anyone else have any other talents they should speak up about? Or opinions to voice?” Silver eyes had turned back to their path, where the town was rapidly coming into view.
“Almost there!” Sinarin called out cheerfully, acting as if this were all just some big field trip.
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Post by TinyMinou on Jul 22, 2019 2:41:07 GMT -6
Lillie
Vagabond - Bard
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Her head turned to the stallion that had approached her. With a smile she greeted him and answered
"Thank you. It's because of Digend. She has granted me and my family safety.".
Her voice was soft with a little singing tone to it. "My name is Lillie. It's a pleasure to meet you Umbra. You have a nice tattoo there by the way." She said as she looked down at the unicorns leg. She had been thinking about getting one too someday, maybe to honor digend.
But there was a different time to think about that. Nows the time to focus on the mission ahead, the arcane crystal.
With her eyes now looking at the missionaies as they traveled, she wondered. How would it be to be a Missionary of Digend? She had been thinking about it for a while now. She was not sure if she would be the right horse for the job, but you can dream about it.
When she saw Aurora looking at her and two others asking if they had been blessed by other gods, something came to mind; she did have a blessing by argus, sixth sense. She had not used to blessing by the god of arcane much, but now it seemed the appropriate time for it.
With a slight trot, she joined the missionaries. "I have the blessing of Sixth Sense, given by Argus. Maybe, it could help us a bit?"
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Post by ccdefoe2000 on Jul 23, 2019 15:19:51 GMT -6
Enigma | Wanderer
The tri coloured stallion was excited to finally be approaching the location of the magical crystal that was their collective goal. the journey there had been a lot of fun with its own stories to be shared over a nice fire, or a nice meal. Enigma readied himself to move once again, his gear still checked he looked around for his familiar himself. "Whisper, its time to go, stop hiding and lets go have some fun." The Multicolored stallion called to their surroundings.
From a shadow lying still near the camp came Whisper, the two tailed kitsune, came bounding over in her spirit form before materializing near him. "Finally, can you imagine if we had to stay up here longer, the lot of you would blow the whole mission with your rambling." Whisper lamented in fake horror. She was really laying it on thick today, must be all the sitting around.
"Yes dear, its time to go, you remember to stick near me and don't get your tails stuck in a door again this time." Enigma chuckled to Whisper as he started to move with the group.
"It happened ONCE and you will never let me live it down!" the Silver Kitsune whined. as the tri coloured stallion was listening to the conversations going on, he couldn't help himself before piping up, "I can talk to almost all familiars and understand them as well. so any guard animals should be easy." Enigma provided as it seemed everyone else was supplying their special talents and skills.
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Post by Disastercorn on Jul 24, 2019 14:22:24 GMT -6
A U R O R AFemale | Missionary | Vagabond
As the mare walked forward with the group, she smiled as Sinarin spoke and layed forth a different plan. "Sure, that sounds a bit easier to keep track of anyways." With a small breath, eyes closed and the mare pressed her head briefly against Sin's shoulder. Then as Lillie stepped up beside them, Aurora tipped her head. "That could come in really handy actually. Do you mind starting to use it as we get closer? Does it help you also feel what other people are feeling?" With a small breath the mare kept walking. As Sinarin gave the word that they were getting close, a bit of Aurora's unease started to show. Wings fluttered and breathing took on a quicker note as the town came into view.
They could do this.
Slowly her steps seemed to stall and soon enough she was down by Enigma, trying to fend off the ensuing fear and panic. "O-oh, hello. I-I don't think we've fully met, I'm Aurora." She spoke softly, trying not to draw attention to the fact they didn't know each other as they entered the town.
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Post by Dream-Lark on Jul 26, 2019 14:03:39 GMT -6
Sinarin;Vagabond|Missionary/Thief
A sly grin curved the corner’s of the thief’s lips, a rather satisfied expression, as several of their companion piped up with various talents and blessings. “Oh, my dear Digend, seems you’ve all been drawn here for a definite reason. That’ll be incredibly handy,” the stallion commented, casting a wink as his mind whirled quickly.
Head turned to glance at the bird perched upon his back, silver eyes shifting to the sky, the town, then back to Enigma and his quite spectacular looking familiar. He didn’t think he’d ever encountered a creature quite like that before…
“Mags, be a dear and take to the skies as a lookout, will you? Call any warnings out to our new friend over there, he’ll hear them best. With eyes in the sky and what I’ve heard rumors about dear Lillie’s blessing, we should have pretty good warning about any trouble. So let’s hoof it, nonchalant like,” Sinarin called to his companion, casting another wink before he turned to saunter into the town.
He led them through easily, following the white line of the map that was still imprinted into his mind, ears rotating slowly to catch conversations around them, including the somewhat nervous chatter of his own new friends. He wished to step back and comfort Aurora, but he was needed more as the guide and lookout for anything that might alert him to the fact that they’d been caught out, though he knew he walked for all the world like just another resident of the town, moving as if he was simply guiding the others on an errand.
It didn’t take them terribly long, though it was a good walk, and none of them caught hint that anything was amiss or they’d been cast as a suspicious lot by the locals.
“Good, very good,” the dual colored stallion murmured to himself as they drew close to the shed where their prize was located. Hooves slowed their pace slightly, as he turned his head to be better heard by his companions.
“Okay, everyone. I’m gonna to slip inside and unlock the door for you all. Split up a bit so we aren’t a crowd, and start entering singly or in pairs with a bit of space between. Move like you’re on an errand to fetch something from the shed, not furtively, got it? If any of you are feeling unlucky, pair up with Seph or Aurora. Those two lovely doves are blessed with good luck,” the professional thief instructed, casting the lot a cocky grin as he stepped backward and simply vanished through the back wall of the shed, brows furrowed slightly in an uncharacteristic show of concentration as he used his blessing.
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Post by gone-astrayy on Jul 26, 2019 22:36:30 GMT -6
Persephone | Missionary
Persephone hummed a quiet little tune, mostly to herself, as they continued closer to town. While the Missionary wasn't 100% confident in their half formed plan, she did not feel anxiety flowing through limbs. Rather, she believed in their combined abilities to make it through this mission mostly unscathed. Listening to the others speak up about their blessings, she piped up.
"I've been blessed with Shapeshifting. My most useful form for this mission would probably be Gytrash, since that crystal appears to be a little cumbersome." She'd only used her gytrash forms a few times, but she was secure enough in it to hold the form for quite awhile.
Lapsing into silence again, the mare enjoyed the scenery, surprised Koda wasn't trying to pipe up again with his usual worrying nagging. It wasn't long before they reached their destination, and they mingled in with the crowd seamlessly.
Her ears pricked as Sinarin turned and spoke to them, nodding silently as he instructed them. Looking at the others in her group, she gave them an encouraging smile before turning to watch the stallion approach the shed, and simply disappearing through the wall. The blessings bestowed upon the mortals still gave Persephone a sense of awe.
Turning towards the group once more, Persephone jerked her head towards the front of the shed and trotted forward. "Shall we then?"
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Post by sansatine on Jul 29, 2019 11:11:07 GMT -6
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Alois' call to action was validated by Sinarin. Alois stared back at him as he paraded his ego for her. She thought about entertaining his advances for a moment but then decided against it. I am married. Aurora seemed to be like minded in progression, though her comment left a bad taste in her mouth. They do help those in need- ha. Memories of her childhood came to mind. A young filly wandering from house to house, just asking for a meal. The only one who gave her mind was a scrawny colt, her life long friend, Arges. She'd seen him about a year or so ago, still scrawny as ever. Alois shook the thought out of her head- she would visit him yes, but there was already a task at hand. The winged missionary spoke of tactics before asking, "Unless there as those here who have been touched by the other gods?" Alois gave a nod, "Ignacio has burdened me with his illusions. I can cause a diversion with that." Sinarin didn't seem to like the idea. The group moved onward and Alois used the movement to work her brain. Sixth sense, shape shifting, familiar whispering... and herself, of course, the Illusionist. She could manufacture the likeness of someone with access to the crystal, though she'd have to study them first, make sure the illusion was true. Get the illusion in and let the others in through some hidden path. She gave it more thought but didn't have a solid enough plan before they arrived. Sinarin went to break in and Alois used this time to study the breimians around her. The information would come in handy later, surely. "You go on ahead, I have some studying to do. I'll round off the group and if anyone takes notice, I'll distract them." Alois offered- well, more like commanded. She was a mother, after all, and mothers had a funny way of making a suggestion a command. 330 |
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Post by Superior-Caesar on Jul 29, 2019 12:44:52 GMT -6
Umbra | PeddlerUmbra smiled as the mare gave him an answer. She seemed nice. They all seemed nice, actually. It seemed likely that Digend had showed them her way because they were good and they deserved it. "Thanks, I got it after I escaped Aodh. May not be my home anymore, but I will always remember I was born in fire," Umbra almost felt bad mentioning his roots, but he also knew he shouldn't hide his past just because he had found a different future.
After they had all been travelling for some time, Umbra got a strange feeling. After the feeling passed, the others, the missionaries, had informed them that Digend showed them a path to their goal. He trotted along happily, tail stretched out and twisted up at the tip. After a while, someone suggested that they let their blessings be known. Perhaps he could be of help. He heard another horse, he believed her name was Alois, had the same blessing as him. "I could help on the illusionist front, ma'am. Mine are not very powerful, but I suppose anything can help," Umbra smiled to his companions.
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Post by Dream-Lark on Aug 2, 2019 18:45:42 GMT -6
Sinarin;Vagabond|Missionary/Thief
After the stallion had shifted his body through the wall, it had taken a few precious moments for his eyesight to adjust. Once it was, however, he moved quietly through the shelves and objects stacked neatly within the building, silver eyes taking note of tiny things that looks valuable and could easily be slipped into his saddlebags as he headed to unlock the door for his companions. He couldn’t very well let this extra opportunity go to waste, after all.
With a smirk plastered across his lips, his opened the door for the other equines, stepping back with a tiny, lightly mocking bow of self praise, before shifting back deeper inside. The Missionary closed on their target, studying it, trusting the others not to draw attention and knowing a few had chosen to stay outside just in case such an occurance happened.
Sinarin let out a low whistle as he stopped within a foot of the crystal, shaking his head. “I know we were sent here for this, but I’ll admit I’m not really sure how we’re getting it home,” he remarked, tone amused. He doubted Digend would leave them high and dry, so there had to be something around them.
Curious though, and unable to resist the impulse that gripped him, the thief swayed forward, touching his nose lightly against the crystal. It was a dull, purple color, seeming to be cold and inert. Inactive and just waiting for them to wake it up and give it a purpose again.
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Post by Disastercorn on Aug 3, 2019 18:19:33 GMT -6
A U R O R AFemale | Missionary | Vagabond
This all seemed to go to easy and the mare swallowed hard. Ears flickered forward, trying to keep her head from lowering too much, not wanting to step on her mane or anyone else for that matter. As they reached the shed, the familiarity washing over her, she looked towards those gathered around. As Sinarin asked them to pair off, she looked around, wings fluttering. Alois opted to say behind for the moment and umbra seemed to move with Persephone. Eyes flickered to the rest and she smiled through the nervousness.
"Shall we?" She asked softly, stepping forward to part from the group and the one she felt safest with. Venturing through the relatively small town, she stopped at a few stalls, trying to make it look like they were not part of the bigger group. Yet finally they arrived at the shed, just as Sin opened the door. With a soft breath she stepped inside, eyes looking over the crystal. "A beautiful thing, but... Sinarin's right. We can't exactly 'move' this..." Lip worried between her teeth and she pushed her forehead to the stone, letting out a small breath.
"Oh Digend... Please... Give us a sign, something, to help us complete this task you wish of us..." The mare whispered under her breath.
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Post by sansatine on Aug 4, 2019 22:34:16 GMT -6
Alois
Alois finally joined the others at the crystal. Sinarin was a little too proud of himself, but pride wasn't always a bad thing. She had to admit, the crystal was bigger than she imagined, but still lifeless. They had made it to the next step of their quest, but the question was how to get it out. Alois walked around the crystal's entirety, seemingly sizing it up. Her mind tried to figure out how to sneak it out- they couldn't just walk it right out the front door. "What if we disguise it?" She said simply, still looking at the crystal. "You know... Make it look like something mundane... something no one would miss." An illusion of that size would no doubt be exhausting, but it could be done with a bit of help. "Unless anyone has any other ideas? I would need help, and I wouldn't be able to hold it for long, but I guess it would be worth a shot." There was also the possibility of a diversion, but Alois got the impression that this group didn't want to bring about any unnecessary attention. A disguise would be harder to manage, but perhaps better in the long run. Surely their Ungod would have some input. 210 |
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Post by ccdefoe2000 on Aug 5, 2019 1:50:55 GMT -6
The tri-coloured stallion and the spirit moved slowly and towards their collective goal, Doing his level best to not look to obvious. Nothing stuck out more in a new place like a tourist. Surprisingly, Alarms did not split the night, nor did screams and violence menace out the stars from the sky. Upon entering the shed and finally seeing the goal of their quest. All Enigma could do was grin, already his mind wheeling with ideas on how best to move it out of the shed without notice.
"Did anyone see a cart or sled nearby? Surely we could commandeer it. That is if we can find one strong enough..." Enigma trailed off as the others spoke or their own ideas or sent prayers up to their deities of choice.
"It smells like the sky right before lightning." The little kitsune added to be helpful.
"Thank you dear one. All I can smell is dust and something flowery." Enigma's eyes flitted to the Female Pegasus whom seem to be a caring soul. 'Maybe once we get the crystal moving there will be more time to talk and get to know her.'
Enigma twisted his ears and attention towards the door because he thought he heard it move. Sure he couldn't melt through stone, but at least he could pierce a equines ear at thirty steps, and if they got closer he would make them pay to take those paces. Whisper for her worth was examining the other miscellaneous items in the shed, However her eyes always found their way back to the crystal. (264) |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2019 19:19:13 GMT -6
You ask, and your god answers.
With a whisk of an invisible hoof, something falls off of the warehouse shelves. A teleportation pad falls from the shelves. Whether it is waiting delivery or deactivated, you don’t know, but when it hits the ground in front of you, it looks deader than dead.
But not for long.
There is a slight tingle in your spines, the presence of your god as she uses your faith in her to affect your surroundings.
With a tug and a pull, she redirects some of the arcane energy of the leylines. A snaking stream of blue light slips into the earthen floor, and hits the pad.
It comes alive in a vibration of energy, forceful enough to knock over several of the items nearby.
The crystal itself rises slightly into the air, levitating gently. It seems lighter, and far more alive.
Trusting your goddess, you hold onto the crystal and shuffle onto the pad.
There is a lurch in your stomach, and then you are outside in a field of grass. The crystal levitates next to you, just a few inches off of the ground. It hums softly.
Before you stands the storm, but this time, it opens up, revealing the city within.
You have done well. I am thankful.
Her voice emanates from the city itself. It is soft, friendly.
Take the crystal to the city.
Take it to my Sanctum. There is a pedestal that waits within.
Do this, and watch Our home grow.
You will be r---
Digend falls silent, all of a sudden. You feel the tension flowing through her as if it was your own. So close to your god, the connection is deep.
Something is wrong.
She says, alarm in her voice.
No.
You feel a flutter in your chests as another presence approaches.
Run! Take the crystal!
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2019 19:19:22 GMT -6
I DO NOT KNOW YOU....BUT I HAVE FELT YOUR PRESENCE BEFORE
A voice booms, seemingly echoing throughout the whole of Sirith, reverberating through every partical of existence.
The presence arrives, unseen but distincly felt, as if it were a heavy fog surrounding you. It feels angry, though righteously so.
WHO ARE YOU THAT WOULD SO FREELY TAKE FROM ME AND MINE?
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2019 19:19:32 GMT -6
She can not wait. She must protect her people.
It’s too early, but she must.
She promised.
Before the eyes of her missionaries and loyal followers, Digend emerges from her Sanctuary. She takes on physical form as she gallops through the storm and into the field.
Still wearing the appearance her dear followers know, yet larger, greater. She emanates power, power stolen and power given. The hearts of her followers soar when she goes by, inspired by the presence of their god.
She soon reaches her followers who brought her the crystal. She is far taller now than any of them, and sets herself between them, and the approaching presence.
She calls upon the storm, and it advances, pushing away the fog. The storm will soon follow the small party.
They will be safe inside, she knows.
I am what Hireath needs.
She answers the fog, her own voice booming with an unnatural echo.
Digend steals a quick glance at the party.
Go. Take the crystal and set it in my Sanctum. I will protect you.
She turns to face Argus’ presence once more.
Come out and find out for yourself, Argus.
Come out and face me.
The storm swallows up your party, and after a moment in the wind, you see the field still ahead of you, and the city of Asylon just up ahead. The storm blocks your view of your goddess, as well as the presence of the god who pursued you - Argus.
You should do as she asks, and hurry to the Sanctum.
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Post by Dream-Lark on Aug 6, 2019 22:14:31 GMT -6
Sinarin;Vagabond|Missionary/Thief
Head jerked up as something fell from the shelves nearby, silver teke gripping the handle of a throwing knife along his chest. A heartbeat later, the stallion identified what had happened, and he relaxed again, ears perked forward curiously.
What was - was all the thought he managed to form, when he felt his goddess’ presence surrounding them, altering things. A shiver runs down his spine, and not just from the presence of a deity. There was always something about the powers they could exhibit that made a mortal...awed and afraid, in equal parts sometimes.
It was with a breath of relief that they emerged from the teleportation pad back on familiar ground. He turned to flash a triumphant smile to Aurora as the magical storm parted to reveal Asylon, their home, when things began to fall apart.
He should have expected a few...hiccups, with such a large heist.
But he hadn’t expected a damn godly one.
“Oh, Alya’s tits,” Sinarin breathed, feeling a rare moment of pure terror as he heard the emotion in Digend’s voice, then felt another immense presence coalescing nearby. It was only belatedly he realized he really shouldn't add more deities names and insults into the mix, but he wasn’t going to stand around and apologize, that was for sure.
Hope soared within his chest as his chosen god galloped to them, sheltering them within her storm. The Missionary shuddered, an involuntary reaction to all the energy and emotion coursing around and in him, and his mouth started running.
“I’m usually a slow and steady kinda guy, but I’m thinking fast and furious is the way to go tonight. Let’s move,” Sinarin remarked, the last almost a bark, though his eyes shifted to find Aurora. He pressed his muzzle, briefly, oh so quickly, to her cheek. “Keep close, love,” he murmured, before turning and pressing his forehead against the crystal. He wasn’t the bulkiest or most muscle bound stallion around, but with a bunching of muscle he pushed forward, beginning the forward momentum they’d need and assuming his companions would aid as they could to get their prize safely home.
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Post by TinyMinou on Aug 7, 2019 12:59:56 GMT -6
Lillie
Vagabond - Bard
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"I will try. I've only gained it recently so it might be a bit weak" she answered to the pegasus Aurora. "And yes, i think i can do that." She was a bit nervous though. It was true that she had only gained the blessing of Argus recently. She was not even sure what the blessing did. All that she noticed was that she could sense where others whereand how they felt.
But this was not the time to be nervous, there was a task to be done.
During the walk through the breimian town her eyes shifted throughout her surroundings. She had only gone once to Breim for her husband bussiness. Breim was always a point of interest of her. The culture was the most fascinating to her as it was so different from the rogue culture.
When Sinarin entered the shed, Lillie stayed out to study the town a bit more. But as soon as she heard a whistle she went back into the shed. The crystal was beautifull, but it seemed difficult to carry. She kept quiet as she heard the rest of the group discuss what they should do with the crystal, looking around the shed on something that might help the group.
But when a teleportation fell off a shelf and powered up, it seemed to be like an answer from Digend. Though she was uncertain.
Withing a few seconds, she stood on a grass field away from the town. With a light smile she listened to the voice of Digend eminating from the city. Happiness grew inside her, but the peace was short-lived.
A booming voice and fog surrounded them. Though she grew scared, she recognized the voice "Argus." the god that had blessed her. But before she could react in someway, Digend emerged from the city.
Her mind was trying to process what was going on. It was all going so fast. Digend, Argus? What was going on. But Sinarin's yelling woke her up from this shaken trance. With a quick turn of her body she came to aid Sinarin to push the crystal towards the sanctuary.
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