Lore of Leyuna RPG (FRPG)

[Hopeflower]

Do you mean that shadow? Arsenic asked as he started for the shack, not wanting to look like a fool just standing there staring back at a bird. He glanced back at the darkness as he spoke, narrowing his eyes a bit.


Vix smiled faintly. "What do you think they feel when they fly?" she wondered aloud, glancing at the gryphons and the hippogriff as she did so. "Joy? Freedom?"

[TyrannoTitan]

"Yes. It will consume all of Aster if we do not act. Although Zazikel remains a serious threat we must contend with, I'm afraid we must focus our efforts on the source of this blight if we wish to survive," the bird responded, its head following after Arsenic as he moved.

[Hopeflower]

And just what is the source? Arsenic asked, pausing beside the door and peering inside, hesitant to go inside while he was conversing with the changeling. What has the power to do something like that?

[TyrannoTitan]

"An ancient being of unfathomable strength," the raven replied just as it landed on the elf's shoulder. "I hesitate to explain. What you wish to know might make the challenges that lay ahead seem impossible."

[The Kingpin]

"I see. So you imply that this being...this....shadow, will inadvertently cause our annihilation, and the only way to prevent it is to march to war?" stated the elf calmly, stroking his beard in thought, Septimus nodding. "I have seen it in action. Even when simply toying with its opponents, it far overwhelmed them with its power. Without support, there will be no hope of survival. destruction will be absolute" growled the Dragon firmly. "Hmm...I see. Before I can offer my assistance, I need to know what forces he has at his command. Swords, arrows and spears will do little to a being of such power, but if he has soldiers marching in his name, we can weaken him on that front" stated Antar. In spite of the impending danger, the elf held an aire of calmness that was obviously born of something other than ignorance. Septimus sensed that in spite of his calm demeanour, he was a being hardened by past experience. A warlord powerful enough to tame the deserts would undoubtedly be a useful ally...


Andruil smiled at the mental image as he unrolled the third of the three bed-rolls and set it down. "Definitely" he said as he walked over to the metal spit, unwrapping it from its tough canvas cover. "Then again," he said with a thought as he set it up, placing two of the metal rods in the ground on either side of the fireplace, putting the third across between them. "...Wouldn't crawling children think the same of their parents when they see them run freely, without being forced to move on all fours? Perhaps Gryphons, Hippogriffs and Dragons don't think about it that way, just as we don't think about walking" he said as he placed some logs on the ground beneath the spit, in an obviously well worn fireplace. drawing a couple of vials from a small satchel on his hip, he uncorked them, dropping a single drop of each over the top-most log in the pile, the drops bursting into flames as soon as they mingled, the fire lighting up rapidly as Andruil replaced the vials, before walking over to Vix, leaning against the tree....


The village was constantly active, workers carrying logs, planks and beams back and forth, continuing construction, furthering the construction of incomplete buildings, and reinforcing those that were finished. The archery range had been expanded, and now, several of the places were taken by Valenhadian archers, sharpening their aim in their free time, while others assisted the healthy assassins in standing watch. Beyond the edge of the village, scouts roamed, trained rangers skilled in the art of concealment and stealth, taking tactical points all around the forest, watching for signs that the Demon's forces approached. The shack before Arsenic had two windows, both glowing dimly with blue light, undoubtedly the work of the Vindicators...

[C S]

"I cannot say for certain what our opponent has aside the power he wields. I apologize for my lack of knowledge in that regard. I do know he has the ability to make others fight for him, through direct means or otherwise" Desrium said, remembering the abomination of Zuppolandian flesh that he combated and how the entity of darkness was able to bring him and Jiier to his will. Piecing the two events together, the Blood Omen could imagine the shadow enslaving the unsuspecting to forward his goals...

[Pyronychus]

As soon as she knew she was freed, Sulrana turned and trotted into the open with a happy-sounding squawk and unfurled her wings, bucking a bit as she broke into a bouncing, flapping gallop before rising up and away after Thalion. With a glance back, Myrn walked out much more quietly after her, pausing a moment to eye the forest before she turned away from the darkening trees and accelerated into a run, snapping out her pointed wings and leaping into the air, her orange gaze raking the area for any sign of food or foe. Then she looked up as Sulrana made a wide loop back and swooped down alongside the black and white Gryphon momentarily, fixing her in a meaningful stare and letting out an encouraging scree before once more turning to follow Thalion. Getting the impression the Kestrel mix wanted them to stay together, Myrn banked off in pursuit of the other two, knowing they would have greater luck if they hunted as a flock...

[foxman666]

Elias fallowed the stream his body feeling weaker then before " damn it " he said softly as he kept walking His legs ached and felt like pins and needles were shooting up his legs. He heard voices or at lest he thought he did . " hello " he called out weakly as he took out his sword using it as a crutch as he walked fallowing the sound of the voices . "why am i so weak" he said softly as he kept walking tripping at points but getting back up still using his sword as a crutch ." hello " he called out again weaker then before .

[Hopeflower]

"Maybe so," Vix said, seeing Zar cock his head as if the red dragon had picked up something that her ears hadn't yet detected. The male dragon had settled into a crouch by the stream, studying the water for the shadowy form of a fish worth snapping up. His black eyes narrowed a bit, and he turned his head toward Vix and Andruil, wondering if they'd heard what he had. "We could always ask Zar, I suppose," the elven woman suggested idly, though she didn't expect Zar would be able to explain it very well; perhaps it was just one of those things a being born without wings couldn't understand.


As Arsenic peered into one of the windows to see how his comrades were doing, he pointed out, We need all the information on it we can get. Even the strongest of beasts must have a weakness; no matter how well hidden it may be.

[TyrannoTitan]

"I'm afraid this is no mere beast," the bird responded, its voice in the elf's mind becoming even more stern and serious. "We are dealing with the patron deity of Aster, child."

[The Kingpin]

"An enemy who can turn your own allies against you....this is worrying" said Antar as he glanced at the other elves present, the group nodding to the ruler. "I will have to sha'wir...commune, with the elders of my people. There is no doubt this threat affects us all, and on the day of the battle, you will be able to count on our aid. How best to tackle such a threat is an issue we will have to contemplate and discuss" said the elf as he stood. gesturing towards one of the servants standing by a doorway leading further into the palace, he said something, the servant nodding curtly before walking away. "I believe it may be useful to be able to communicate with you over a distance, in order to fill us in on developments, new information regarding our questions, or changes in the plans. Telepathy is useful, but beyond a certain distance, it can become....difficult. I will give you something that will allow you to speak to me" he explained as he paced before the trio, the servant soon returning with what looked like a black orb, polished to the point it seemed to reflect its surroundings perfectly, though something swirled beneath the surface, as if it was reflecting more than what could be seen with the naked eye. It was wrapped in a silvery cloth, smoother and more lustrous than silk, seeming almost liquid-like in its consistency. "The Eye of the Afreet is a powerful tool. It will allow you to speak to others at a distance that would naturally be impossible. It can also reveal to you things that most would not see. We cannot risk losing our lives and our future to an opponent out of ignorance. The Eye may also help warn you of betrayal amidst your ranks, if it is sufficiently close, and providing the magic concealing the foe's intentions is not too great. It is able to be manipulated with transfiguration magic, if you find the need for it" explained the dark elf as he carried the orb, which seemed to shimmer in his palm, images dancing across the surface of the orb rapidly, showing war across the sands, of harsh storms and monstrous beasts, the images fading soon after, as the elf held it forward. Septimus's eyes shimmered, the orb, and its silky cover, floating towards one of his satchels, as Antar showed a medallion around his neck, at the centre of which was a stone with an identical lustre to the orb he had granted Septimus, the young scholar nodding. "We will make good use of it. Thank you" responded the Dragon with a smile. "I know. Consider it a symbol of good faith from the Hukkamil-Birran. Now, is there anything more that you wish to say?" responded the elf, shimmering blue eyes scanning over the trio of travellers...


Thalion screed loudly as he ascended, his sharp eyes scanning the plains below for signs of prey, soon spotting a small assembly of deer in the distance. Most were too small to satisfy his hunger, and he knew they would likely only get one shot at them before they scrambled for the nearest treeline, that kept in mind, he started to circle, scanning the small herd for targets, and an ideal attack angle...


"Perhaps" said Andruil as he glanced towards the Dragon, noting his alert expression, and the momentary glance he gave them. He thought he had heard something, but with the discussion, he wasn't sure if it was a legitimate noise, or a figment of his imagination. The Dragon's reaction seemed to hint at the former. raising a hand slightly to indicate he had heard something, he froze, listening intently to see if it came again, one hand at the hilt of his sword...



Inside the shack, two men, dressed in dark robes, cloaks concealing whatever other features of their physical form could otherwise be determined, their hoods hiding their heads, as an aura of blue light swirled before them, wisps swirling and washing over the fallen assassins, wounds closing up, demonic taint and corruption being purged where it could be found...

[C S]

"Do your best not to die in the battle. It increases the likelihood of failure" Desrium stated simply, leaning backwards as he sensed the conversation coming to an end.

[Hopeflower]

The patron....deity? You're telling me we're dealing with something of godlike status? Inspite of himself, Arsenic felt something in him cringe away from the idea. No one could ever call him a coward - he'd gladly fight to protect everything he loved. But.... I don't know if even the whole of Aster will be able to deal with something like that, he said to the bird, troubled.

[TyrannoTitan]

"Death is a distinct possibility if we fight against this being, but it is a certainty if we do nothing," the raven replied gently, expecting such a reaction. "But before we may act, we need the support of as many denizens of Aster as we can muster."

"...Well said," Jiier growled to Desrium, giving the armored being an odd look. The dragon was considerably more relaxed, however, due to implied support of the elf.

[The Kingpin]

"Our deaths will not be a concern to you. That much, I can guarantee. It will take much to bring down a people who have tamed one of the harshest lands this continent has to offer...and when our very existence hangs in the balance....I assure you, we will not cease until the enemy is slain, or the continent destroyed" responded Antar firmly. Septimus nodded understandingly. "You need not worry about contacting the Abirus-Sahari. We will inform them of the trouble, and rally their support for the cause. Farewell, friends. I wish you luck in your journey. Let us hope fate smiles upon us all in the dark times ahead" said the Elven Lord, as the guards approached to lead Septimus, Jiier and Desrium back to the exit of the fortress...

[foxman666]

Elias continued to walk toward the voices " hello " he called out again . his voice horse , his body weak , each step felt heavier and heavier as he kept going forward . " i need to rest just for a few moments " he said softly as he walked into the stream and took a small drink from the water then sat down on the land beside it his feet in the water still as he placed his sword in his belt once more . He sat there and looked down the stream still hearing the voices . e got up once more and walked further and closer to the voices again , still tired and weak but not to the point of falling over anymore . Each step still felt like he was carrying led on each leg " i need to rest a bit after i find out where these voices are coming from" he whispered to himself

[C S]

"Dark times. Indeed, there is much darkness awaiting us" Desrium remarked.

[Hopeflower]

How will we get that kind of support in time? the mute elf asked, his mind clicking over to mission-mode without him making a conscious decision about it.


Zar gave a soft snort as the cry came again. The person calling out sounded almost more dead than alive - hardly a threat. The dragon rose from his crouched position and padded toward the direction the voice was coming from, half vanishing among the trees even as Vix called out a "wait"; he ended up face-to-face with a young human, his dark eyes staring unblinkingly at the creature.

[foxman666]

Elias was shocked by the creature that appeared face to face with him . " he..hello there "he said softly looking at the creature blinking once , he walked toward the creature slowly still feeling weak as he stepped . He didn't break eye contact as he looked at the creature "so where did you come from " he said softly his voice horse and scratchy .

[TyrannoTitan]

"You are not the first I've contacted. I still have much work ahead of me, but I will stop at nothing to gather what we need," the raven responded, staring right into the elf's eyes. "And I do not work alone. There are others...I can sense them."