07-13-2017, 09:13 PM (This post was last modified: 07-13-2017, 09:13 PM by Isorath.)
,The lights we burn
have all faded out.
He comes out of the portal in whirl of feathers, draconian body lithe as it spiralled out and crashed into the forest clearing. Portals are a tricky business, and the hybrid has never been fond of transportation magic. Transportation magic summoned by vengeful gods? no thanks.
But they didn't have a choice, just like the rest who find themselves in various states of disarray and mourning didn't have a choice. Unlike them, he doesn't mourn loved ones lost, for he had no one he held dear in the place called Helovia. Once again this is just another strange land, with a strange name and possibly even stranger inhabitants.
The circle begins again, the wheel turns full circle and the sun sets for the moon. Poetic.
The feathered dragon brushes the last of the debris from her wings, and promptly shifts back in a pang of white hot pain, into the winged kirin form she knows and loves. It's easier to get around in the throng of bodies, and while they're sure some would be comforted by the presence of "natives" from the other side dressed in their transformation magics, Isorath doesn't feel like indulging them with the use of her magic she's had in her veins since time began to tick for them.
He will stand with them in the shocked moments here, but he will not offer his protection freely. The last time he did that, he burned for it. The halo behind his head dips and raises in a gently movement, following the position of his head with each tilt and turn as he surveyed the rest.
talk talk talk
Magics:
{SAFE} -- :: [ Magic: Dark | Able to transformed into a white feathered dragon. ]
:: [ Restrictions | Transformation is painful. ]
:: [ Magic: Fire (P) | Ball of fire levitates between antlers and intensifies with emotions. ]
:: [ Restrictions | Of no use in battle. ]
Enchanted items
{SAFE} :: [ Item: Enchanted Jewelry | Large ornate halo which hovers behind wearers head. ]
Rift-god / Kaos items
n/a
Amulets: n/a
Companion/s:
n/a
Species change (if applicable): nope! he's just a regular old kirin x dragon hybrid.
Requests:
he has one normal item:
:: [ Item: Hair Ornaments | Small, dragon themed hair ornaments used for various hair styles. ]
There is nothing left but the burning embers of memory and heart ache. Libertad had departed, fled from the source of his hurt in order to bury the emotions of grief after witnessing his mother’s death. He had fled Helovia to reject the memories of d’Arcy, his lifeblood, his wombmate and once believed equal. Everything unraveled before him, death, carnage and destruction. Gods were vanquished and lands were left as nothing but ashes. Libertad had known better than to linger, than to stand idly by. He surged through the portal like all of the sensible ones did, fled the onslaught of vindication and chaos.
He leaps through, throwing himself into the embrace of the unknown to face whatever lies on the other side. Practically skidding to a halt his eyes take in his surroundings, fixating on the individual who came through not long before. Libertad stares her down, taking in the details of her appearance but says nothing, he only stares as the emotions try to seep in, penetrate his subconscious and break him. He can continue running, always running and always fleeing but the emotions are slowly setting in when he realizes Helovia is gone and what little he cared for there is gone with it.
Magics:
[ Magic: DarkxEarth | The roses that bloom in his steps can be poisoned at will. ]
:: [ Restrictions | Poison causes nausea and affects those in a 10 m radius. ]
:: [ Magic: EarthxTime | Ability to teleport, leaving rose petals in wake. ]
:: [ Restrictions | May be used to evade an attack or travel quickly across the battlefield. ]
:: SAFE [ Magic: DarkxEarth (P) | Roses bloom in his steps and burst into blood when he walks away ]
:: [ Restrictions | Of no use in battle ]
:: [ Item: Genetic Mutation | Able to bond to 2 companions. ]
Enchanted Items:
- None
Companions:
- None
Requests: is is possible to request a species change for libby?? just a little something fun to mess with him more :D
It curls around the pair of you—a looming shadow, sharp, black teeth arcing from far above you into dripping gums you cannot see. The roof of the mouth is too distant.
You smell its breath, and it's bad, like a promise of pain and slow ends. Something soft and rotten (—it'll be you, soon). The disembodied head pulls higher, higher, higher, black, burning blood dripping from the long teeth and searing your skin.
It dives.
Maybe you scream, maybe you don't, as the darkness engulfs the pair of you.
But you don't die. You don't even bleed. The massive head collides with the churned mud, and blasts apart. The silence after is deafening.
Magic:
Transformation: Ability to transform into a white, feathered dragon.
Offensive: Can throw flames from the ball of fire constantly burning between his antlers.
Items:
Vanity: A large, ornate halo. It hovers above the wearer's head.
[ TRANSFER NOTES: LIBERTAD ]
Magic:
Offensive: Bright, neon roses constantly grow on and around him. Their thorns are poisonous.
Offensive: Leaves a trail of roses where he walks. They burst into searing hot blood when he steps away.
The large head took one thing from you, it seems. You can no longer teleport. And those crazy bright flowers always starting to grow on you? You're not immune to the poison—it won't kill you or cripple you, but you'll sure as hell be sick with it. Constantly. Because those buggers are growing on you and in you and their thorns are breaking your skin everywhere.
Whatever that shadowy creature had been, it had left you another gift; as the roses pool and burst and grow around you, you feel something else. It's an ache, deep in your bones. Things are happening. Things are hurting. Your blood shifts and warps and this time next year, you'll have your new form.
Species Change: Libertad has become a Unicorn x Owl hybrid.
The Portal
