by Leviathan~ » Sun Nov 09, 2014 10:02 am
((Wormgod, totally fine, take all the time you need, no rush. Unfortunately Bahamut I don't know of anyone who's currently free, you might have to wait for Wormgod to finish. Wormgod I'll just accept you now, I'm sure whatever you have to add won't change my mind. Once your form is in working order go ahead and see Bahamut's character.))
Ixion...
Ixy chuckled. "Not a person. A silly thing." he mused, and that only made the casket rumble a bit more. "If you saw it, I wouldn't be able to talk to you." he said, not really making a joke that time, but being entirely serious, although throughout his tone remained almost exactly the same. "There isn't much need from you right now. You need?" he asked, trying to see if there was anything the stranger needed. He figured the best way to combat such strange kindness was to fight fire with fire.
Torun...
Torun bared a glance over at the fire spirit. Her aura solidified that taking out a golem wouldn't be anything short of an easy day. He took a few steps forward, and watched as the iron golem groaned loud enough to be heard for some distance before charging them. Thankfully the distance gave them some time, but Torun didn't want to waste that time. "Alright Flicker, stay back until I get him off balance. Strike when it falters." he told the flaming nymph, lifting his sheathed blade up and grabbing hold of the hilt. He took a deep breath, and the world went quiet for a moment. Wind circled around Torun's body and the tattered edges of his clothes whipped around him. "Be gentle, even through your suffering." he whispered to his blade, and with a careful hand he pulled the blade free, and the silence turned to chaos. Orange energy fled from the confines of the sheath as the blade was drawn, and followed the chaotic winds that swept around Torun. Cuts and scratches appeared on his arms, armor and helmet, enough to make him wince slightly, but he was used to that by now. Once the blade was fully drawn, he lowered the sheath back down to his hip and pointed his blade at the charging golem. "Enter the forbidden passage and challenge the authority that seeks to control you. Defeat the barrier, Lockbreaker!" The call spoke to the sword and the chaotic energies charged the golem, rushing at it in a flurry of wind and chaotic power. The burst hit the beast with a massive crash and slowed its momentum, throwing its footsteps off balance and forcing it to lose control of its movement and crash to the earth. "You're up Tinderbox."
A lone rook sits poised at the edge of a cliff, sword drawn, eyes open. Against him, an army, its size near unfathomable. The rook smiles.
If only it were a fair fight.