This is from a writing assignment, when we were told to just write about things in a journal....
I guess I'll write about everyone. First there's Risri, she's calm and wise, though can be surprisingly emotional. She practically runs the paper for Latilda. She's very sweet and quite understanding of all our youthful blow ups. Then there's Latilda. He's pretty ambitious though he often sucks on the execution of his grand schemes. He's confident and aggressively loyal, sometime to the point of hurting himself. I often worry about him, given that he's very prideful. It often leads to arguments. Speaking of arguments, there's Seth, otherwise known as Alranon. He is passionate and believes himself right most days. He's a genius but let's it get to his head. He studie the law system so it's no surprise that he has an attitude similar to Jays. I feel bad comparing the two, but I guess its just the mindset they were taught to have. Seth is better then Jay though, he at least can stop and realize when he's pushed someone too far. He's also compassionate, especially when it comes to Loally. I think he has a soft spot for her. Loally is a ray of sunshine bundled with a ball of nerves. I can't blame her, given I've seen how bad her anxiety gets. It's worse then mine! Still, she's quite lovable. Nothing is better then hearing her get passionate about something. You can't help but feel excited with her. I get this overwhelming urge to protect her, but most times I have to let her learn from her own mistakes. Jean is her close friend and Barict is her advisor. Jean is playful and sweet though often can be scary if he wants to be. Barict is excitable and loves playing games, especially strategy games. He can spend hours playing without getting bored. It's really impressive. Then there's Aacer. I can't really make heads or tails of him. When its a topic he cares about, he can be passionate. He also loves to joke around but has a habit of doing so at inappropriate times. He can be serious but its rare for me to see him that way. Still, he has proven compassionate, especially when he's seen me break down. It's sort of like he has a fatherly motif with him. Richard, or how he's better known as Jabbles, is a rather relaxed fellow. He tends to be a more humorous person then the rest of us. He also knows a lot about drinking, given its one of his favorite casual activities. He's pretty well known for his beard, to the point its become an exclamatory.
Wednesday, October 19, 2016
Thursday, August 11, 2016
Dear Dragonblade
With sure steps, the knight moved swiftly across the shore. His blade seeking out and cutting down the demons in his path. Fire rained around him, but not a sweat did he break. The clash of metal rang through his ears as his sword danced with a Felguard's blade. He ignored the screams and battlecries around him, for he had his target. His mocha hair fell around his face as his blade clashed once more with the demon. The wind howled loudly past them, spreading the green flames along the forest edge.
"You won't take Azeroth from us." Adisor growled, pushing his blade forward and down.
The felguard was brought to one knee as it held the blade away. With a crack of lightning running through the clouds, several felhounds begin to surround the lord. With a quick strike, the felguard was fallen. The lord let out a loud war cry as he began to cut down the beasts that dared to try and overtake him.
Amongst the battle, the great sword of Dragonblade would lay on the ground. A soldier came close, on alert, and retrieved the item. Returning it to the home of the waiting lady.
"My lady." The soldiers voice called forth to the battleroom.
"What is it? Be quick." The woman's voice rang out with authority.
The man sat the blade gingerly on the table, "Lady Odessii..."
The woman's tawny hair swayed in her movement as she stepped forth to run a hang along the blood drenched blade.
With a final growl, "Where is my brother!"
Monday, January 19, 2015
Balancing Act (Incomplete)
The buzzing and faint light was all the senses could grasp onto. A quiet groan of pain as her eyes blink open.
"Fucking fel. What hit me?" She rubs the back of her head.
He glanced down at her, "You're awake. Seems we've been captured."
She stands up, peering around at the cell, "Well, that seems like a poor choice on their part."
"What do you have in mind?" He spoke carefully, watching her as she stepped towards the barred door.
"Hope you are as well attuned with those flames of yours as you claim." She pops her shoulder, adjusting herself as she slips her arm pass the bars, reaching downwards to unlock the door.
"What are you planning, Lilsadiir." He stood and took a step towards her.
The lock made a click before it opened, Lil pulls her arm out of the bars, popping her shoulder back in place.
"Well what are you waiting for? An invitation?" She smiles at him.
He gives a nod, "Let's get out of here."
The two quickly jog out of the prison. After several moments of silently moving through the strange stone castle, an alarm began blaring.
"Shit. They know." Lil says under her breath as she hides behind a door as a few guards run down the near by corridor.
"Any plans?" He raised a brow as the cogs begin to turn in his head.
"Uh..." Lil looks around, spotting a shelf of books, "Yes."
"Fucking fel. What hit me?" She rubs the back of her head.
He glanced down at her, "You're awake. Seems we've been captured."
She stands up, peering around at the cell, "Well, that seems like a poor choice on their part."
"What do you have in mind?" He spoke carefully, watching her as she stepped towards the barred door.
"Hope you are as well attuned with those flames of yours as you claim." She pops her shoulder, adjusting herself as she slips her arm pass the bars, reaching downwards to unlock the door.
"What are you planning, Lilsadiir." He stood and took a step towards her.
The lock made a click before it opened, Lil pulls her arm out of the bars, popping her shoulder back in place.
"Well what are you waiting for? An invitation?" She smiles at him.
He gives a nod, "Let's get out of here."
The two quickly jog out of the prison. After several moments of silently moving through the strange stone castle, an alarm began blaring.
"Shit. They know." Lil says under her breath as she hides behind a door as a few guards run down the near by corridor.
"Any plans?" He raised a brow as the cogs begin to turn in his head.
"Uh..." Lil looks around, spotting a shelf of books, "Yes."
Monday, September 8, 2014
Breaking Free
"I see you have stirred a rabble, Cassalandria." The high priestess speaks as she enters the girls dull and lack luster room.
"What are you speaking of, High Priestess?" She looks up from her writing to meet the woman's gaze.
"Already filling in to your role of this world.. But still, you lie and kidnap from the gods!" The woman was angry, stepping forward to slap the girl across the face.
"W-What do you mean?! I haven't left my room since the choosing, Mother!" Cass holds her cheek, eyes wide.
"Do not speak of me as your mother, girl. It is such a dishonor to know you have fallen so far as to steal the magic of the gods and pass them out freely amongst the common students." The high priestess scowls down at her.
"I have done no such thing! I can't even access the god stones now that my being has been corrupted!" Cass stands out of her seat, trying to defend herself.
"You lie more, in this sacred place no less! The gods shall not be desecrated in such a manner, here of all places." She pulls out two metal bands and sears them onto the girl's wrists, causing her to scream out in agony.
She sobs, "I have done nothing wrong!" she grabs herself and falls to her knees.
"Until you tell the whole truth, even the darkest truth in your heart, you will NEVER be able to use your full magic ability." The priestess looks down upon her before turning and walking out of the room.
Kory stands outside the room, "Was that necessary, High Priestess?"
"Yes... Now guard her door and make sure she does not leave that room until I come and get her." The priestess says before heading down the hall, mumbling to herself as she walks.
"Fat chance of that." Kory says once she is gone.
Kory waits until nightfall, then ushers Pascho in.
"What's the plan?" Pascho asks in a hushed tone.
Kory points to the door, "Grab her, go out the window and meet me where we agreed, alright?"
Pascho nods, entering the door and walking into the sleeping Cassie's room.
"Forgive me." Pascho says to no one as he hefts her over his shoulder, using magic to keep her under as he climbs out the window, onto the roof.
He carefully manages to climb down with her and races into the frosty trees. He walks for a few hours before coming upon a clearing with a large bonfire burning in the center, the five 'Champions' sitting in chairs around it while waiting for him.
"I got her." Pascho calls, causing a few of them to stand and look at him.
Alekia walks over, checking the girl over once she is set down on the grass, "Wow.. SHE saved you?? Lucky boy..."
Pascho sighs, "Wish she didn't."
Moros pats Pascho on the shoulder to comfort his friend.
"We need to get ready to move, no doubt once the Chosen find out they will come hunting for her to return her to her destiny." Mesmerian says, his left hand on the hilt of his sword as he walks over.
The group nod and begin readying themselves, gathering supplies and taking the tents down.
War was about to rage...
"What are you speaking of, High Priestess?" She looks up from her writing to meet the woman's gaze.
"Already filling in to your role of this world.. But still, you lie and kidnap from the gods!" The woman was angry, stepping forward to slap the girl across the face.
"W-What do you mean?! I haven't left my room since the choosing, Mother!" Cass holds her cheek, eyes wide.
"Do not speak of me as your mother, girl. It is such a dishonor to know you have fallen so far as to steal the magic of the gods and pass them out freely amongst the common students." The high priestess scowls down at her.
"I have done no such thing! I can't even access the god stones now that my being has been corrupted!" Cass stands out of her seat, trying to defend herself.
"You lie more, in this sacred place no less! The gods shall not be desecrated in such a manner, here of all places." She pulls out two metal bands and sears them onto the girl's wrists, causing her to scream out in agony.
She sobs, "I have done nothing wrong!" she grabs herself and falls to her knees.
"Until you tell the whole truth, even the darkest truth in your heart, you will NEVER be able to use your full magic ability." The priestess looks down upon her before turning and walking out of the room.
Kory stands outside the room, "Was that necessary, High Priestess?"
"Yes... Now guard her door and make sure she does not leave that room until I come and get her." The priestess says before heading down the hall, mumbling to herself as she walks.
"Fat chance of that." Kory says once she is gone.
Kory waits until nightfall, then ushers Pascho in.
"What's the plan?" Pascho asks in a hushed tone.
Kory points to the door, "Grab her, go out the window and meet me where we agreed, alright?"
Pascho nods, entering the door and walking into the sleeping Cassie's room.
"Forgive me." Pascho says to no one as he hefts her over his shoulder, using magic to keep her under as he climbs out the window, onto the roof.
He carefully manages to climb down with her and races into the frosty trees. He walks for a few hours before coming upon a clearing with a large bonfire burning in the center, the five 'Champions' sitting in chairs around it while waiting for him.
"I got her." Pascho calls, causing a few of them to stand and look at him.
Alekia walks over, checking the girl over once she is set down on the grass, "Wow.. SHE saved you?? Lucky boy..."
Pascho sighs, "Wish she didn't."
Moros pats Pascho on the shoulder to comfort his friend.
"We need to get ready to move, no doubt once the Chosen find out they will come hunting for her to return her to her destiny." Mesmerian says, his left hand on the hilt of his sword as he walks over.
The group nod and begin readying themselves, gathering supplies and taking the tents down.
War was about to rage...
Sisters Transformed
The curse... It destroyed our lands, and our bodies.... All are known except Cassalandria and Jazminya's forms... the others however....
High Priestess ("The Mother")
Ahmose
Korylra
Kyrlra
Velinya
Saturday, August 23, 2014
Sisters and Other Characters (Pics!)
Ahmose
Cassalandria
The High Priestess ("The Mother")
Jazminya
Korylra
Kyrla
Velinya
Alekia
Take Overs
Things got worse as the hearts throbbed and ached. The next morning...
"What do you mean a letter?" Moros asks as he dressed for the day, glancing over towards Pascho.
Pascho nods, "Yeah! Apparently the sisters want to talk with everyone who didn't get Chosen."
"That's odd. Never heard of them doing stuff to those who didn't get chosen." Moros bites his lower lip in thought, "Yeah why not. Let's go."
Pascho flashes a grin, "Excellent. Maybe I'll get to see Cassalandria again and thank her for saving me."
Moros snorts, "You got saved by a girl."
Pascho rolls his eyes, wandering out of the dorm room.
The two wander back to the temple hall, standing before them were two of the six sisters.
"Welcome, students! We will be breaking tradition this year! All of you will be receiving gifts of this world! But before you are to receive these destined blessings, Six of you must become evil... The counterparts to the Chosen. The Yin to their Yang. Unlike the Chosen, we will allow Six of you to chose for yourself if you want this destiny!" The older of the two girls shouts.
Pascho's eyes light up in excitement.
"Now most of you must be wondering why it is we are doing this. The answer is simple. Yesterday you bore witness to an act of heroism by one of the sisters to protect your friend and fellow student. So in return, me and sister Jazminya have decided to allow her a fighting chance. We will be taking six of you to become her Chosen six. You will be her defenders even if that means the Chosen will hate you." Korylra shouts to all of the students.
"I volunteer!" Pascho raises his hand, no hesitation.
"Pascho! Are you crazy?" Moros whispers to him, trying to pull his hand down.
"Dude. She got in this mess because of me, least I can do is be one of her defenders." Pascho shoves off of him and walks up.
Kory smiles and hands him a clear crystal, "You will be the defender against Pyrithist, the Machine. You will control the emotions that he cannot feel."
Pascho nods, standing by the sisters side.
Moros sighs, "Guess I'll help too." He wanders up.
"You will be the defender against Phronous, the Mind-Breaker. You will control the soul that she can no longer use." Kory hands him a black stone.
Moros frowns at this, not understanding what they mean against defend against Phronous.
"We'll aid the Outcast!" A boy, Mesmerian, shouts, walking up with another boy by his side.
"You sir will defend against Ervus, The Earth Mover. You will create the illusions that his mind cannot view, the sights it cannot see." She hands a glittering gem to Mesmerian, then turns to the other boy, "And you, Karimor, will defend against Lybria, The Storm-Caller. You will become that which needs no breath, does not feel the water." And with that she hands him a metallic gem.
"I will lend my aid." A girl, Metaeno, steps up.
"You will defend against Pirus, The Flame. You will become that which holds no true form, something that she cannot burn nor freeze." She hands her a pale green gem.
"I will aid them." Stepped forth a girl with red hair.
Blinking, Kory nods, "Alright then, Alekia. You will defend against Zyo.. Your brother. You will be what he cannot see, what he cannot track."
Alekia nods as she takes the gem, "I understand."
"These are our champions!" Kory calls to the rest of the students, "They will path the way for you to write your own fates! Use these well!"
Jazminya began walking around, passing out stones and telling the holders what they did.
"We will strike down the High Priestess and her Chosen! We will defeat the gods! We will take back our lands and make the world how we wish it!" Kory continues shouting, being met with cheers.
Moros's eyes widen, "Oh no..."
"What do you mean a letter?" Moros asks as he dressed for the day, glancing over towards Pascho.
Pascho nods, "Yeah! Apparently the sisters want to talk with everyone who didn't get Chosen."
"That's odd. Never heard of them doing stuff to those who didn't get chosen." Moros bites his lower lip in thought, "Yeah why not. Let's go."
Pascho flashes a grin, "Excellent. Maybe I'll get to see Cassalandria again and thank her for saving me."
Moros snorts, "You got saved by a girl."
Pascho rolls his eyes, wandering out of the dorm room.
The two wander back to the temple hall, standing before them were two of the six sisters.
"Welcome, students! We will be breaking tradition this year! All of you will be receiving gifts of this world! But before you are to receive these destined blessings, Six of you must become evil... The counterparts to the Chosen. The Yin to their Yang. Unlike the Chosen, we will allow Six of you to chose for yourself if you want this destiny!" The older of the two girls shouts.
Pascho's eyes light up in excitement.
"Now most of you must be wondering why it is we are doing this. The answer is simple. Yesterday you bore witness to an act of heroism by one of the sisters to protect your friend and fellow student. So in return, me and sister Jazminya have decided to allow her a fighting chance. We will be taking six of you to become her Chosen six. You will be her defenders even if that means the Chosen will hate you." Korylra shouts to all of the students.
"I volunteer!" Pascho raises his hand, no hesitation.
"Pascho! Are you crazy?" Moros whispers to him, trying to pull his hand down.
"Dude. She got in this mess because of me, least I can do is be one of her defenders." Pascho shoves off of him and walks up.
Kory smiles and hands him a clear crystal, "You will be the defender against Pyrithist, the Machine. You will control the emotions that he cannot feel."
Pascho nods, standing by the sisters side.
Moros sighs, "Guess I'll help too." He wanders up.
"You will be the defender against Phronous, the Mind-Breaker. You will control the soul that she can no longer use." Kory hands him a black stone.
Moros frowns at this, not understanding what they mean against defend against Phronous.
"We'll aid the Outcast!" A boy, Mesmerian, shouts, walking up with another boy by his side.
"You sir will defend against Ervus, The Earth Mover. You will create the illusions that his mind cannot view, the sights it cannot see." She hands a glittering gem to Mesmerian, then turns to the other boy, "And you, Karimor, will defend against Lybria, The Storm-Caller. You will become that which needs no breath, does not feel the water." And with that she hands him a metallic gem.
"I will lend my aid." A girl, Metaeno, steps up.
"You will defend against Pirus, The Flame. You will become that which holds no true form, something that she cannot burn nor freeze." She hands her a pale green gem.
"I will aid them." Stepped forth a girl with red hair.
Blinking, Kory nods, "Alright then, Alekia. You will defend against Zyo.. Your brother. You will be what he cannot see, what he cannot track."
Alekia nods as she takes the gem, "I understand."
"These are our champions!" Kory calls to the rest of the students, "They will path the way for you to write your own fates! Use these well!"
Jazminya began walking around, passing out stones and telling the holders what they did.
"We will strike down the High Priestess and her Chosen! We will defeat the gods! We will take back our lands and make the world how we wish it!" Kory continues shouting, being met with cheers.
Moros's eyes widen, "Oh no..."
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