06-27-2017, 07:30 PM
(06-27-2017, 04:52 PM)AustinLB90 Wrote:(06-27-2017, 04:15 AM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: A voice speaks up from behind them. "By forcing it to follow your rules." The words are spoken in a rather uncoordinated monotone. By the blue eyed avali that had now taken up the position of Sandrise, as she adjusted the pendant again , standing up. Eyes aglow blue while seeming empty of personality for now. Azureis form stands expressionless and moving. Clothed with the same former grey robes she'd previously worn in life."Were you always here? Uhh not important, what exactly do you mean?" *Austin turns to Feizel looking very worried*
(06-27-2017, 11:52 AM)achroma Wrote: "One does not simiply kill a god Austin... you would need to seal this one up for eternity, and even then his influence is still vast, such as that buisness card. My father acomplised that, but the cost of an entire town, including himself. All I was left of his belongings was this book, highly sought after because of its contents, if it where to fall into the wrong hands, or even worse, what came out of the tablet, it's the end of days..."*in a rather shakey voice*
Feizel is clearly on the edge of a break down, the stress is starting to get to him, and the fact that his father was a touchy subject. Meanwhile Writers voice can be heard from the depths of the library, echoing around the theatre, distorted and slightly serpent like.
ʄཞơɱ ɬɧɛ ʄơཞɱƖɛʂʂ ۷ơıɖ’ʂ ɠą℘ıŋɠ ɱąῳ, ɬɧɛཞɛ ʂ℘ཞıŋɠʂ ąŋ ɛŋɬıɬყ. ŋơɬ ąŋ ɛŋɬıɬყ ʂųƈɧ ąʂ ąŋყ ყơų ƈąŋ ƈơŋƈɛı۷ɛ ơʄ, ŋơཞ ı; ąŋ ɛŋɬıɬყ ɱơཞɛ ℘ཞıɱơཞɖıąƖ ɬɧąŋ ɬɧɛ ɛƖɛɱɛŋɬʂ ɬɧɛɱʂɛƖ۷ɛʂ, ყɛɬ ƈơŋʂɬąŋɬƖყ ƈơɱıŋɠ ıŋɬơ ɛҳıʂɬɛŋƈɛ ɛ۷ɛŋ ąʂ ıɬ ıʂ ɖɛʂɬཞơყɛɖ. ıɬ ıʂ ɬɧɛ ƈɧıƖɖ ơʄ ƈɧąơʂ, ɬɧɛ ℘ąɬɧῳąყ ɬơ ɬɧɛ ŋɛҳɬ. ɬɧɛ ɖąཞƙŋɛʂʂ ʂɧąƖƖ ʂῳąƖƖơῳ ɬɧɛ Ɩąŋɖ, ąŋɖ ıŋ ıɬʂ ῳąƙɛ ɬɧɛཞɛ ῳıƖƖ ʄơƖƖơῳ ą ʂɬơཞɱ, ąʂ ɬɧɛ ą℘℘ɛɬıɬɛ ơʄ ŋơɬɧıŋɠ ɛҳ℘ąŋɖʂ ơ۷ɛཞ ɬɧɛ ῳơཞƖɖ. ʄཞơɱ ɬɧɛ ʄơཞɱƖɛʂʂ ۷ơıɖ’ʂ ɠą℘ıŋɠ ɱąῳ, ɬɧɛཞɛ ʂ℘ཞıŋɠʂ ąŋ ɛŋɬıɬყ.
İ̶̢̞̘͚̪̤̱͉̙͚̥̝̬̳͖̠͔̜̔̅̾͊̽̀̌ͧ͂ͫͪ́Ť̶̡̛̥̩̮̲̫̻͎̦͚̯̟̟̰͙̻̖̮̭̊̈́̌ͧͤ͂ͤͥ̅͌͗̽̉̽͆ͥ̚͞ ̆ͥ͊̎͑̋́҉̯̦̙͚͈͢͠D̨̤̞̖̤̯̠͕̟̮̭͖̣̯̳̝͈̻̙ͦ̀ͤͣͣͩ̐͜͢Ē͑ͫͦ̓ͩͫ́҉̗̯̰̲V̡̲̝͚̜ͥ̏͐̿̄̈́͂̉̒ͭ̋ͣ̈́ͧ̎ͣ̇͌̚͠Ơ̫̻̦̮̪̘̆̑ͣ͗̏ͩ̿́͐ͭ́̀U̷͎̜̭͖͍̖̯͚̮̠̟̼̘̹̤͑̓̓ͥ̿͐͗͐̽̓̑ͩ̉͊͌̉̒̔͠R̵̠͈̮̮̫̰͖̩͕̻̞̘͚̱̺͈ͭͥ̈̈́ͣͬ̀̌̔ͥ͆́̃̕͘͜ͅS̢̛̩̝͓̲̱̝͉͔ͤ̊͆͛̉̋͐̊͐ͪͭ͂͗̐ͩ͗̽̓̍̕.̸̧̰̫̭͎̭͓̰͒ͦ̄̈́̑͋̅̐̕͘
"Well umm we probably shouldn't stay here if we ever hope to stop the thing? Uhh i don't " *As soon as writer talks Austin shivers a bit* "Thats not the same voice as before. What do we do?"
(06-27-2017, 06:28 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: //Tss, did you think sandrise would help you deal with your personal problem? She has places to be, things to prepare for. She is not Feizel's avatar after all. Not to mention she's currently an unbound avatar with free roam to do as she pleases, and no duty to protect anybody.
The doors creak as someone leaves the building, leaving the remaining four to deal with their own problem. Sandrise, and by extension all of her bags, was gone along with the enchantment. Leaving only a simple credstick settled on the nearby table to pay for the services provided. 163 credits on it. Enough for a months food or something small and nice. Although settled next to it is an engraved crystal figurine of what appears to be a spike backed cat with orange runes over it's surface softly undulating as with a life of their own.
Feizel just stares into the library, clutching the book close to his chest, his eyes wide with fear. He goes unresponsive for a brief moment before turning towards the new avali.
"Oh, its you again... it was much quieter before you arrived. Are you going to be like your cat friend and leave too? Because you just like throwing a wrench into the gears!"
The voice from the library returns, emanating from different places every time the being speaks, getting more and more serpent like, yellow eye slits occasionally being seen between the gaps in the books.
"ƈɛცཞơŋ ʂɱɛƖƖʂ ʄɛąཞ... ƈɛცཞơŋ Ɩıƙɛʂ ʄɛąཞ, ℘ɛཞɧą℘ʂ ƈɛცཞơŋ ʂɧơųƖɖF̵͞͞͏E͠Ą̷͟Ş҉̷̛T̸́̀̀̀ ŋơ, ƈɛცཞơŋ ɧąʂ ơɬɧɛཞ ℘Ɩąŋʂ... ɬɧɛ ɱơཞɛ ʄɛąཞ ɬɧɛ ཞıƈɧɛཞ ɬɧɛ ƈཞơ℘ ơʄ ɬɧɛ ɧąཞ۷ɛʂɬ ῳıƖƖ ცɛ."