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When the night has come - Destrier - 07-17-2017
Final SWP participation is here MAGICS {*] SAFE Magic: Fire x Water | Able to super-heat the surrounding air and pull out its moisture so that it ignites in the opponent\'s breath, causing burning and choking.\nRestrictions | Causes asphyxiation that can lead to unconsciousness and effects Last for 20 seconds in battle\n \n{*} SAFE Magic: Fire (P) | Blood is that of lava which raises body temperature and makes the skin look cracked when damaged\nRestrictions | Of no use in battle\n \nITEMS\n{*} Item: Ken Rune | Small, wooden totem woven into his mane.\n{*} Item: Algiz Rune | Small, wooden totem woven into his mane.\n{*} Item: Wagon | Approximately 4\' x 8\'. Constructed of chestnut with four wheels. Each side can be locked into place to keep goods secure, or they can be folded down.\nItem: Harness | Soft leather harness lined with wool, draft sized.\nRestrictions: Offers minimal protection.\n{*} SAFE Item: Enchanted Armor | Defensive. Dragonscale armor with mythril braces beneath, with wool lining along all pressure points. Collapses down into decorative mythril tail brace engraved with a Celtic dragon design.\nRestrictions: Heavy.\n \nRift-God/Kaos items\n{*} None\n \nAmulets\n{*} Sun amulet (one)\n \nCompanions (I need help with the Rift birth dates I\'m sorry ;~; )\n{*} Suli, green common dragon, fire breath. Hatched May 9th, 2013. (She will be the one going \"ghost\")\n[*} Merlin, black plain dragon, ice breath. Hatched March 9th, 2015. @Romani @Tristan RE: When the night has come - Rift Presence - 07-18-2017
You are in a foreign world, now; the undergrowth is thick with both bright eyes and strange colors. Ferns whose leaves glow blue, trees whose leaves pulse with red veins, and shadows which have colors. Helovia was far from a dead land, but the entire earth here oozes power and presence. You have the distinct feeling that you will never truly be alone here. There is always something out there. Watching. Waiting.
the Rift [ TRANSFER NOTES: DESTRIER ] Magic: Offensive: Ability to super-heat and desiccate air, causing it to ignite in his target's breath. Offensive: Blood is lava, which raises his body temperature and causes his skin to look cracked and leak lava when damaged. (This might be a mutation, or vanity magic if you want the blood just to "look" like lava - I'm hesitant to make it a mutation without talking to my other half first, because I think it'd take magic to be able to have blood that would melt your veins XD) Items: Defensive: Dragonscale armor with mithril braces beneath. Wool lines it along all pressure points. It can collapse into a decorative mithril tail brace engraved with a Celtic dragon. Amulet: Your amulet whispers out of existence. Companions: Merlin: Dragon Obtained: 9 March 2015 Birth Date: Early Scorch, 1170 Frozen: Suli: Dragon Obtained: 9 May 2013 Birth Date: Early Drench, 1167 The rest of your items were unenchanted, so they transfer over fine! RE: When the night has come - Tristan - 07-30-2017
Transfer Information: MAGIC :: Transformation - The ability to transform into a brown wolf | Painful and causes immobilization for 1 minute ITEM :: Blue jay feather braided into mane ENCHANTED ITEMS None COMPANIONS None RE: When the night has come - Romani - 07-30-2017 Romani This wasn't the first time that she had lost a home, but it was the first time that the loss had been on such a grand scale, so traumatizing, so horrendous. There was no time to linger, no time to hesitate, and although the warrior part of her heart desperately wanted to stand with their brothers and sisters to defend their home from Kaos and his madness, the desire to keep her family safe, the part of the mother, spurred Romani into action. With their son pressed protectively between them, she and Destrier marched their little family into the unknown, hoping against all odds that they wouldn't encounter any harm along the way and that whatever lay on the otherside of where they were headed, they would reach it together. The world that awaited them, however, was an entirely different one at that. There were little similarities to Helovia. The forest that they found themselves in, for that's what it must be, was glowing with fauna and flora of the likes that the Haflinger had never before seen. The eerie, glowing eyes that stared unabashed at their unwelcome forms were cold, judging, as if knowing why they were there and hating them for it. Romani gave a shiver, withers twitching in anxiousness, a pit of dread growing with every step that they took further into the unknown. "This place... How odd." 'Odd' was putting it lightly. Kasai remained at her side, the tigress giving every wisp of shadow or puff of dancing smoke a warning growl, hackles raised and tail twitching in obvious distress. Romani turned her head, pressing her muzzle into Tristan's quivering side, smelling his fear and wishing that she could do more to soothe him. Before she could utter a word to him, however, Suli made a wretched sound atop the colt's head, snapping to attention as though she were possessed. In a fit of rage the dragon launched into the air and regarded them with a caution reserved to those of wild beasts. No form of recognition shone in her eyes, and through their mental bond, Romani could feel Kasai's panic. 'No!' The tigress bellowed, a rising tide of terror that swathed Romani's breast like a swallowing wave. 'Do not leave!' No amount of beckoning or pleading would have any effect. Whatever had possessed the little green dragon forced her to retreat, to flee, and Romani's heart broke. No.... Silence followed Suli's departure, but it was Destrier who dared to break it. There was no missing the morose undertone to his voice, and instinctively the Haflinger reached her muzzle to brush against his, desperate to soothe his distress. Even Merlin, so much younger than either Suli or Kasai, seemed equally upset. "We'll find her, Des," Romani swore. They had to. "We will. I promise." But even though they all surely wanted to go after the wayward Companion, they couldn't do so blindly. There was no way of knowing just what was out there, amidst the trees and darkness, and charging ahead could prove fatal. "Kasai and I are both alright. Are you, Des? We need to figure out just where we are, and find somewhere to settle down. Maybe we should see if anyone else made it...?"
Transfer Information: MAGIC None ITEMS/ENCHANTED None AMULET Moon Amulet (1) COMPANION Kasai - White Tiger - Birdsong Year 2 | Late Freeze 1166 (I think...?) - Magic: Wind Whip @Destrier RE: When the night has come - Rift Presence - 07-31-2017
Oh. There’s more?
These colors pulse with excitement. Unseen eyes (or do you see them? can you see in this pulsing, foreign light?) gleam with thirst and desire for what runs through your veins and attaches so firmly to your soul. This colorful light drips from the trees; it slides across your coats and sinks into your skin. You will never be truly rid of the Rift, now. the Rift | TRANSFER NOTES : TRISTAN | Magic: Transformation: Ability to transform into a brown wolf. Transformation induces uncontrollable vomiting. Normal items transfer fine! Just use this thread as link-proof in your profile. | TRANSFER NOTES : ROMANI | Amulets: The colored light pools around this single drop of alien godsblood you carry. They absorb it slowly, as if savoring the morsel. In its place they leave an amethyst gem...but don't think it's just a pretty trinket. Anytime magic is used around it, it will burn uncontrollably. Companion: Kasai : Tiger OOC Obtained: 1 January 2013 Rift Birthdate: Late Freeze 1166 RE: When the night has come - Destrier - 08-04-2017
RE: When the night has come - Tristan - 08-06-2017
RE: When the night has come - Romani - 08-13-2017 Romani Like her son, Romani thought nothing of the strange little, singular drip that landed upon the crest of her neck, sliding through layers of thick ivory mane to absorb into her skin, hardly an inch away from the amulet that lay twisted and tied into her mane, the jewel resting upon her neck in the same place where it had for years. It itched a little, the strange little drop, but nothing to warrant any unnecessary attention. Instead, Romani's focus was on the path ahead, of keeping a cautionary eye on Tristan, their remaining Companions, and Destrier. They had already lost enough to carelessness, and she was not about to let that number grow.
There was a lot that they would need to discuss, she and her mate, topics that weren't suitable for the ears of little Princes. Tristan would not understand. He was growing older, yes, having passed the day of his second year, but he was still innocent. Sheltered, almost. Not that she nor Destrier helped those matters much. Romani had lost a daughter to the mysteries of the world, and Destrier had lost both a daughter and a son. They cherished their boy and, while not forcing him into seclusion, rarely let him out of their watchful gazes without the company of one of their Companions. It had normally been Suli, the little green taking to the sooty colt with a profound love for one she was not bonded with, but now that the dragon was gone... The Haflinger gave a shake of her head, not wishing to think on it. "Then we'll begin our search here, and move on if we cannot find anyone. Surely we aren't the only ones of our herd to have made it through." There had to be more. There had to be. While they had not been familiar with the inner workings of their herd since Tristan's birth, she had the inkling that there were safety in numbers in such a strange, new world. Hopefully soon, they could find someone familiar. At Tristan's innocent, lighthearted inquiry, Romani's dark lips twisted upwards into a genuine smile, the azure depths of her eyes growing warm as she glanced to the side to regard the inquisitive colt. "Ah, well... I imagine that there are all sorts of wonders here, Tristan. Just as there are wonders in every world and realm, they must be found, and -" No sooner had the mare spoken, however, that her words cut off with a pained hiss, the subtle itch of her neck beginning to grow, and then burn from where the Moon amulet rested upon the flesh of her neck. She halted in her tracks, hooves rooted to the spot and tossing her head as though the action alone would alleviate the burning sensation. If anything, it only grew, the burning hot and agonizing. At her side, Kasai halted as well, the large cat throwing a frantic gaze towards Destrier as she paced and prowled nervously at the mare's forelegs. What was happening? What was causing her bondmate to react so negatively and in so much distress? There, upon the golden-red maiden's neck, the Moon amulet threaded in her mane seemed to absorb itself into the skin on her neck, pulsing and throbbing and transforming into not an amulet, but an embedded, amethyst gem. The burning continued until it seemed that the absorption was complete, the flesh around the gem blistered and raw, and Romani let out a pained sort of grunt as it finally began to ebb away into a dull, throbbing ache. "What in the...?" The question died off, for she couldn't see what had happened, but Gods if she could feel it. Twisting her head around, trying to catch a glimpse as to what was causing such pain, Romani grit her teeth, ears pinning flat against her crown, and a slight sheen of sweat perspiring amidst golden-red hairs. "Des?"
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