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Rhyderi: *”I’m a what? Don’t be silly.”* *shakes his head and moves to his feet, wandering over to his armor to inspect it out of curiousity, and because it fills him with a sense of familiarity. He picks up the helm and carefully tucks his ears into it as he places it onto his head*
Kalysto: *”Call whatever bullshit you want, but you still don’t know shit about what the story is there. So don’t even try to play the guilt card, or any other for that matter. I don’t want to hear it.”*
Desiree: ~You’re an uncle now. You have a… something…~ *she looks down at the hatching* Umm… how do we tell what sex it is? *she then sighs at Kalysto’s statements* ~Well, maybe I’d understand more if you would just open up more. You know, you don’t have a right to complain when you push everyone away.~
Jenna: *finally makes it to Rhyder’s room. She initially stops and stares as she notices the illusion spell that had been cast on the room. She then focuses her sights on the boy in the room* Hmm…
Rhyderi: *glances at Jenna as she appears in his room, looking quite nervous at her prescence. He backs up away from the door, flicking his ears back and down to make himself appear shorter* Um, hello there…
Zulmire: Dere be only one way t’ check. *picks up the half-dragonling and inspects it’s crotch area* Issa little female.
Desiree: *screws her face in disgust as she watches Zulmire. However, once he proclaims the sex of the hatchling, she slowly nods* Ah.. I see.. ~You have a niece, Rhyderi.~
Jenna: *looks down at the elf for several minutes. She then frowns and shakes her head* Hello. You’re not as you are supposed to be, are you? *she frowns and moves closer to the elf, trying to feel out the energies of the spell that was put on him* Come here.
Rhyderi: *”That’s impossible…. my baby brother’s not nearly big enough to have a daughter.”* *continues to back away from the human, not liking the way her prescence feels to him. However after a few moments he seems to grow a sense of bravado and stands tall, perking his ears high over his head, trying to look stern and bold like he’s seen other adult guards do before* Alright. What do you need from me? *takes a tenative step towards her*
Zulmire: *gently sets the infant down again* You had a bettah method of workin’ it out?
Desiree: *Groans at Rhyderi* ~We’ve been through this before.. Your brother is.. He’s not as young as you remember.~ *she sends Rhyderi a psychic image of Kalysto* ~That’s Kalysto. He is fully old enough to have a daughter. And he does have one now.~
Jenna: *reaches out to grip onto the child elf’s shoulder. She then narrows her eyes* You have a spell over you. *she frowns and mutters* Feels like my magics.. I don’t recall casting it. *she then shakes her head*
Rhyderi: You do look familiar, but I don’t know what’s wrong… I don’t remember anything. *frowns at her* You did something to me though… I know you did. *backs away from her again, also confused at Desiree’s comments* *”I don’t really know…”*
Jenna: Hmph, well if neither of us remember the event, then it is not worth straining for such memories. *she continues to sense out the spell around the boy* I am going to try to return you to whatever it is that you should be. However, if any part of you doesn’t want to have that happen at any level.. It can fail. *with that, she begins to try to break apart the spell that was put over Rhyderi*
Desiree: ~It’s the truth.~ *Frowns at the nervousness that she feels from the boy. However, she decides that it must be from not understanding how Kalysto can be so much older than him* ~Hey, Kalysto.. You may want to check up on your brother soon.~
Rhyderi: *looks quite alarmed at the sensations tingling over him as the spell breaks. He grows to his full adult height and build, though his clothes rip in the process. Once the spell has completely gone, he simply stands there, buck-naked, the clothes he was wearing now just ripped shreds on the floor* What the… *immediately shies away from Jenna and promptly covers his privates, dashing for the closet* Please give me a moment…
Kalysto: *”Might want to, don’t want to. Pretty easy.”*
Desiree: *groans at Kalysto’s words* ~I swear, sometimes you need a good whack to the nads or something…~ *She sighs and shakes her head*
Jenna: *cocks her eyebrow as she watches the boy grow. However, she doesn’t comment on the size of his private area or anything else, mostly because she isn’t interested. Instead, she simply turns her back to him* Hmph..
Rhyderi: *quickly places on some underwear and sits down on the bed as he picks up his under-armor woolen suit, placing both pieces on* That’s much better. *grabs his breastplate and begins to put it on* So what’s your story? Now that my memory has come back to me, I am still curious… you called me a liar and a fraud.
Kalysto: *”Try it some time. I dare you.”*
Desiree: ~If you keep up this attitude, I just may!~ Hmph… *she shakes her head then moves to sit down on a chair in Kalysto’s room. She then grumbles* His room does stink… we need some sort of air freshener in here..
Jenna: *glances at Rhyderi* I know not what you are speaking of. I have been unwell for the last few months. I cannot say that I remember a single thing about you. *she indifferently shrugs* You seem to be hardly worth any effort, in my opinion, anyway.
Rhyderi: *picks up his sabatons and drops them onto the floor so he can pull them onto his feet* If you think I’m hardly worth the effort, it could work out well for both of us. I am not the attention-seeking egotistical type like some of my brethren. *once his feet are in the shoes, he waves at her* So be it. Shorel’aran*.
Zulmire: The reekin be comin from the fel-energies. Da Warlock will normally smell like dat because o what he align himself wif, but da elf had some in liquid form earlier. So… yeh, dat explain the smell.
Kalysto: *”Yeah, and then see what happens when you d—“* *his telepathic signal is suddenly cut short*
Shorel’aran = GoodbyeJenna: *blinks then looks back at Rhyderi. After staring at him for a moment, she mutters* Insteresting dialect. Hmph…
Desiree: *grumbles* Well, it could still use a air freshener in here. I mean, just because he has the stuff that makes the smell around, doesn’t mean that he has a good excuse. *she then jumps up to her feet as Kalysto suddenly cuts off his telepathic signal* ~Kalysto?~
Rhyderi: Interesting dialect? It is nothing more than standard formal Thalassian. I merely wished you a goodbye. Another common phrase, at least to my brethren… Diel anar, Paladin. Belore shala diel. *shrugs as he places on the rest of his plate-mail armor, and then picks up his huge axe, slinging it across his back* And without my brethren here, I fear that I have no idea what to do now.
Kalysto: *there is no reply from him right now*
Diel anar, Paladin. Belore shala diel. = Travel the light, Paladin. Travel safe by the sun.Desiree: *seems extremely angsty* ~Kalysto, answer me!~ *she then looks back at Zulmire* Umm.. I gotta go! *she then dashes out of the room and begins to race to the area where she last sensed Kalysto* Damn subborn elf!
Jenna: As I said, interesting dialect. I’ve heard several elves speak similar languages before. A few of the pronounciations and word usage seems different.. but very similar. *she shrugs then frowns as she spots Desiree run past the room* The hell? Hmph.. *with that, she moves to follow after her daughter, partially because she doesn’t trust the youth*
Kalysto: *is nearby his patch of plants and herbs, face down on the ground and quite knocked-out cold right now. Looming over him is the large 9ft tall demon named “Bael”, who seems rather pleased with what has just happened*
Rhyderi: *seems intrigued at Jenna’s departure and decides to follow her*
Desiree: *continues to dash toward Kalysto’s herb patch. She then skids to a stop as she spots Bael looming over Kalysto* What the hell? *she growls* Why won’t you just leave him alone? *she then tries to send a psychic blast toward the demon*
Jenna: *calmly follows after Desiree. Upon finally catching up to the girl, she narrows her eyes at the scene. However, rather than interfering for now, she moves to lean against a tree trunk*
Bael: *raises a paw and immediately places up a dark shield to reflect her psychic blast* Fool. *chuckles* Oh I could leave him alone. He and I can exist together seperately for all I care. But no… ask him yourself. He came to me and asked for this. *narrows his eyes, his maw twisting into a psychotic grin* Unless you would rather I leave, and piss him off again because you interferred? You know this to be true – he wanted to come back for me before… and decided he would collect me again another time. That time is now.
Rhyderi: *follows Jenna outside, staring at the demon* A Fel-Lord is here, of all places..?
Desiree: *loudly yelps in pain as her blast is reflected back to her. She then groans as she whacks into a tree* Damn you… I’m certain that he didn’t want to be knocked out…
Jenna: *growls as she notices the demon attack her daughter. She then snorts and steps away from the tree, moving in toward the demon. As she moves, she casts a spell to make a katana appear in her right hand* I do not take kindly to outsiders attacking my kin.
Bael: *picks up Kalysto in his claws, holding him delicately* Oh, no. The host needs to be knocked-out for the ritual. It is mostly to preserve the mind. *swings around to face Jenna, his maw twisting into a wider grin, laughing aloud at her* Oh, this is rich. A chaos spawn, here? I should feel so honored. *tosses Kalysto away and moves towards her, materializing his wings. They phase in and out of existance for a momen before finally becoming solid flesh on his back* If you had been more observant, you would have noticed that I did nothing to the girl. She attacked me, I defended myself. If her rampant energies should hit her, that is not my concern. *swishes his tail and stands over Jenna, his eyes smouldering with fire* So, what are you going to do?
Rhyderi: *very calmly* Get away from that thing… you don’t know what a Fel-Lord is capable of… *raises his axe and assumes a battle stance*
Jenna: *loudly snorts at the title that the demon tries to give her. She then growls* What I may or may not carry is of no concern nor honor to you. So shove it. *she glances at the elf then at her daughter* By the looks of it, I would say that you are trying to cause quite a bit of trouble. And your actions did lead to the injury of my daughter. *she then holds out her left hand toward the demon before sending a powerful firebolt toward his chest*
Desiree: *slowly moves back to her feet. She then scrambles over to where Kalysto landed. She then begins trying to cast the best healing spells that she can manage on him* Come on… wake up…
Bael: *inhales as the firebolt comes at him, allowing it to slam into his chest. It does quite a bit of damage and it sears his flesh, but rather than cringe in pain, the demon loudly chuckles* Arrogant. Do you think that will actually do anything? *exhales, billowing shadowy flames onto the ground in front of Jenna. The intense heat utterly destroys the grass and turns the soil into fired clay almost instantly* I do not wish to fight you. However, I will have no other option if you continue to meddle in my affairs and stop my ritual from occuring.
Kalysto: *seems rather disorientated as he opens his eyes. He looks up at Desiree and groans* Did it work…?
Desiree: *frowns with concern as Kalysto wakes up* What the hell? Did it work? Did you seriously want that thing to knock you out senseless?? *whimpers*
Jenna: *jumps back slightly. As she leaps back, she pulls out her wings and wrap them around her upper body as a means of shielding her from the heat. She then snorts before unfurling her wings* I care not what ritual that you believe needs to occur. You are on my territory, dealing with those under my protection.
Bael: Oho, so I am on your territory? *smirks* Please, tell me how I can leave.
Kalysto: No, but… *glances over at Bael as he hears him roar* Oh, fucking… damn it… no. No, damnit! Stop it…
Rhyderi: *slings his axe across his back and moves over to Desiree and Kalysto, crouching down in front of him* Do my ears deceive me? You actually wanted the Fel-Lord to do things to you? *furrows his brow and shakes his head* Get him out of here. And take him somewhere where he can get well again. He needs to detox. *places a hand on his temple and rubs it, looking troubled* He’s much sicker than you think he is. Once he’s safe, I can explain it if you wish.
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