Lore of Leyuna RPG (FRPG)

[TyrannoTitan]

"You two practice, I'll be back shortly," Jiier called, loud enough for both Desrium and Septimus to hear him. With one concentrated look, the maned dragon erupted into a fount of golden light, his hair extending and becoming pointed. With one mighty flap, Jiier rocketed off into the air, his speed dramatically increased in his altered form. Emanating torrents of energy, the maned dragon flew off into the depths of the ancient forest, a considerable distance from the shrine.

[C S]

Desrium came a skidding halt, displacing small pebbles and kicking up dust on the platform as he watched Jiier launch into the sky and departed. "He is off to find another canyon" Desrium said to Septimus, raising his voice ever so slightly to be audible to the Scholar.

[The Kingpin]

Septimus was aware of what was said, but did not respond. Instead, he continued his meditation, his eyes glowing brightly, wisps of bluish energy flowing from beneath his eyelids, the runes on his arms glowing brightly, even more, previously unseen runes flaring up further down his body, the energy flowing through his form causing surrounding pebbles, stones and occasional twigs to levitate and float around him in pseudo-orbit, as the Dragon's mind focused on a first, experimental form...

[C S]

At the sudden increase in mana, Desrium froze as if he were transfixed on some invisible beauty. Jiier's latent energies lingered, but without the mana well located beneath his cavern home, the relatively little exposure to the maned dragon's magical influence was not enough to send Desrium into his empowered state. That promptly changed when Septimus' energies started to manifest themselves, giving the Blood Omen even more mana to feed off of. Under usual circumstances, the armored being would have gone into his Mana Infused condition from the excess power; however he resisted the transition. It was an incredibly difficult task to accomplish, requiring all of his will to impose the slightest semblance of control over himself as he absorbed the magic around him...

[The Kingpin]

Septimus's body shimmered as he attempted to change form, the light spreading from his core outwards. as it reached the tips of his limbs, his arms started to bubble and distort as they were engulfed in light, before suddenly fading again, the limbs unchanged. Unphased, the Scholar continuedhis channelling and management of his energy, recirculating it throughout his form, focusing on directing the energy along very precise paths through his large body, in order to fine tune his skill at controlling it, hoping it would assist him...

[C S]

In tandem with Septimus, the Blood Omen's crimson gaze turned into a fiery plume, rippling waves of light shooting into the air from the armored being's eyes. Multicolored sparks of energy began to appear around him, few at first but they rapidly multiplied as the Blood Omen's attempts to resist faltered, unable to manipulate the energies expelled by the Scholar as he attempted to transform. The red plume became a bright white flash and then bled into the vibrant blue glow that signified the armored being's change; around his metal body the magical field formed, the energies crackling and lashing out at their surroundings as Desrium ascended, spear still in hand, robe fluttering and drifting weightlessly around the Blood Omen...

[The Kingpin]

The sensation of mana-bleed alerted Septimus that something was off. the flickers of light visible beyond his eyelids forced him to halt his meditation, cyan eyes looking towards the source, widening at the sight of a flying, energised Desrium...just as he was in Zuppoland. This was bad...

[C S]

Power coursed through and around his metal form, Desrium hovered just over the tree tops of the surrounding forest. The blue eyed, energized being was idle for some time, his own concern about what he was capable of doing leaving him uncertain as to how to proceed. It was only after a few moments of thought did the Blood Omen realize that he was not compelled to explosively release his magical power...that for the time being, he was able to contain the energy while Mana Infused. While he could not induce or prevent the transitional phase, it seemed his meditation allowed him to cope with the surge of mana that he now possessed.

The Blood Omen then looked down, seeing that Septimus was shocked and understandably worried. He had only seen Desrium destroy while empowered with magic. Intent on calming his fears, Desrium drifted towards his draconic companion, lowering himself as he neared...

[The Kingpin]

Septimus backed away somewhat, notably worried. "Desrium....Not a good idea to be around me or anything else when you're in that state....we don't want to kill or destroy anything" he said clearly, the Dragon doing his best to keep his tone calm and steady...

[Murloc Tyrannus]

The succubus sighed. She seemed to be trapped. Not knowing what to do, she sat down against a rock and hugged her knees, hiding her face in her arms...

[C S]

"Calm your nerves, friend" Desrium responded just before he landed a few feet away from the Scholar, making sure he was far enough away from the dragon so that he wasn't harmed by the field of magic surrounding him. Even now, the bolts of energy crackled and sped around wildly. "I am well" the armored being stated, his demeanor the complete opposite to what he was in the past...

[The Kingpin]

"Then go, demon. And hope that you are as far away from this place as you can possibly get by the time this war is upon us" rumbled the voice in the Succubus's head, Arashi watching from the platform just outside the temple, The Dragon's gaze fixed on her, shimmering whitish red eyes glowing even in the light of day...


"But how...? Jiier taught you to control it?" asked Septimus, shocked that Desrium was speaking in this state. The last time he saw him like this, Desrium was little more than an immensely powerful animal...

[C S]

"The meditation, yes" Desrium replied, nodding. "I am far from mastery of my power...but it is progress"

[Murloc Tyrannus]

Icil sighed. "I have a real reason of why I am here. Come closer, and I shall tell you. I don't know how I could possibly harm you, so do not fear, this is not a trap..."

[The Kingpin]

"You need not fear anyone overhearing your thoughts, Icil. There are few on this continent capable of rivalling the one who speaks to you now" rumbled the voice in the Succubus's head, though Arashi stayed put.

"Indeed....Perhaps it would be best if I put some distance between us. You need to train with your weapon more than your control over this state. I need to train with my transfiguration" responded Septimus calmly as he watched the armoured being...

[C S]

The Blood Omen's cobalt sights were directed to the spear while Septimus spoke, Desrium knowing that he was right. He had a feeling that his presence was part of the Scholar's difficulty with transformation as well. "I understand" Desrium replied before he floated backwards, stopping when he was several yards away from Septimus and only inches off the courtyard. His gaze to the heavens, Desrium corralled all of his excess energy, the bright lights collecting in his slightly parted maw, the familiar wisps of gaseous color drifting freely. After a short while of channeling, Desrium's metal jaws flung wide open and from the inhuman gap emerged the beam of concentrated mana blasting off into the sky as a pillar of light...

[Murloc Tyrannus]

Icil wondered how this fellow knew her name, but she would question later. "There is a very dark and powerful elf woman... she was corrupted by dark magic about four years ago. Her name is Cyris the Unknown. She plots on killing all of Aster, including you and I." the succubus said in her mind as she sighed.

"She does not specifically intend on killing me before everyone else, but I can't take any chances. I've been on the run since. Her necromancy surpasses mine by many levels, as she can consume the souls of the weakened. Cyris is a deadly force, and I have witnessed it when she was corrupted... it was so... brutal..." Icil said as she wiped a slight tear from her eye.

"She killed them all. Even the women and children. I almost wanted to kill myself because I couldn't stand to remember such a horrid event like that. That is why I am here."

[The Kingpin]

"And how does coming here help your goal. In fact, how do you know of this place at all? There is no map in this realm that identifies this place. Only those summoned here know of it" rumbled Arashi's voice in the girl's mind...



Septimus watched as Desrium vented the concentrated mana in his body. If he had managed to siphon off that much of my power, its little wonder I couldn't focus my energy enough to transform thought the Dragon. perking up somewhat, the Dragon spread his wings, beating them powerfully as he launched himself into the air, ascending towards the top of the shrine, landing at it's apex before settling down once more, beginning to calm his mind, as he started channelling his energy once more, noticing a considerable improvement in his control over it...

[Murloc Tyrannus]

"I do not have a goal. I'm in hiding. Besides, I only happened to find this temple. It's not like I expected it to be there. Besides, isn't a place like this where people get lost rather than found?" the succubus replied quietly in her brain. "And how did you know my name, stranger? I thought people hated me so much that my name was treated like a dirty word or a demonic chant."

[C S]

The last of the energies escaped from Desrium's mouth in the form of tiny orbs, each one collapsing into smokey puffs of many colors, creating a small popping noise as they did. The Blood Omen was situated on the ground again and his eyes reverted to their red coloration, flashing and wavering. Readying the gold and silver spear, he got back to his practice, acting no different than he was before the incident.