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[Cervantez]

☠ Ashan 12th, 719 ☠
☠ Mood: Curious, Surprised
☠ Company: Other Yari
☠ Current Thought: Well this is interesting
☠ Current Theme: Bury Me Low
☠ Attire: Masterwork Armor

"Common Speech"

"Xantheon Speech"

☠ The trial was early and the necromancer had been waiting in the southeast burho, waiting for that damn fracture to open. He wondered what exactly would happen this time, what this fracture would do this time around, rubbing his new demon hand feeling the burn that it was giving. He sent a small surge of ether into to ease the pain of it.

Whatever the surprise was, he would be ready for learning from his mistake from last time. He learned much from it and got a new limb from his curiosity. This fracture was giving him ample opportunity to learn more about them and emea. There was so much information to gain from any fracture that opened in the city.

He could see many others gathering around too, some seeming to be interested in what would come to-trial from this fracture. Some were just spectators, and some were warriors. It seemed this fracture was drawing all sorts of attention, bringing out all sorts of faces to the southeast burho. He now soon felt the worry of innocents getting hurt creep into the back of his mind.

He didnt want to watch his people die, those who hadn't learned to fight yet, though that wasn't common in Yaralon. No, if something like when he ventured into that bizarre future in the Ralaith Fracture happened he would like to have some capable warriors on his side. Until then he would wait with the others, waiting to see what this fracture would bring them. ☠

[Velaine Krome]

It was supposed to be a quick trip to the southern burho.

What she wanted was simple: Velaine had heard of a young man named Andrelen living there, a foreigner and a mage. While apparently he never really told anyone where he came from, some rumors circled about him being from Rynmere. Perhaps if she was lucky, he was one of the few who managed to flee the Mantis.

And so, the Krome trudged through the buildings, trying to follow the instructions that was given to her to reach him. A few people had started to tell her to forget about it, to let what happened in Rynmere go and truly settle in Yaralon. The place had readily accepted her and the magic she offered after all. It would probably the wisest of decisions, but she would never be able to. Not when she still dreamt about Elrik’s death in Mantis hands on most nights.

The only way she would succeed was to gather all the mages she could, those who wanted to go home or to help. If she was lucky, perhaps Andelen would be another one she could convince to join her. Velaine had opted for simpler get up, hoping not to catch any attention. She wasn’t planning to approach him yet, only to see the man from afar and find out if he was truly a mage. Her daggers were safely strapped to her waist – she had learned the hard way about not showing off her weapon.

But then she noticed more than a few people gathering at a particular spot… Waiting for something. It took her a few bits to realize that it was actually the location of the fracture she and Mastemyr had explored a few weeks ago. Curious indeed. Her experience had certainly been interesting to sa the least, but ever since it closed, there had been no sign of it.

She found herself walking up to the side of a tall, well-built man with brown hair. While she had never seen him before, he seemed like he had a purpose to be standing around here. Not to mention that he was clad in a striking armor. “So, what is everbody waiting for?”

Almost as soon as she finished her sentence, she felt it. A change in the air, the wind. Her spark seemed to flare, answering a silent invitation and ether seemed to bleed into their surroundings. By the time she looked up, the fracture was already slowly opening its maw.

[Cervantez]

☠ Ashan 12th, 719 ☠
☠ Mood: Curious, Surprised
☠ Company: Other Yari
☠ Current Thought: Well this is interesting
☠ Current Theme: Bury Me Low
☠ Attire: Masterwork Armor

"Common Speech"

"Xantheon Speech"

☠

"That!"

he yelled as the opening of the fracture was loud enough to overshadow normal speaking levels. As soon as the maw opened a hail of projectiles came shooting out of the opening and pelted the landscaped. Seeing there was no time to grab his sword, he grabbed the young woman by the waist and dove out of the way of an incoming object.

The impacts of each projectile could only be attributed as if it was fired from a trebuchet. When the smoke cleared from the impacts, all these present saw seed like structures embedded into the burho. Weapons were drawn as the yari that had gathered begun to investigate. Cervantez managed to shield the woman from harm, using his own body as a shield for her, landing on top of her after the rolling from the impact.

Looking down he could feel the blush on his face as she was strikingly beautiful, too beautiful to be a Yari anyway. Dusting himself off, he helped her to her feet, then drew the greatsword holstered on his back.

"Since you are here, I hope that means you are a capable fighter, these things don't seem normal, so be on guard."

he advised, moving to the one that almost crushed them. ☠