Posts moved over from the EliteSkills Citadel thread.
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
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kaiju
played by kaiju
· Apr 17, 2021
Posts moved over from the EliteSkills Citadel thread.
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
kaiju
played by kaiju
· Apr 17, 2021
Posts moved over from the EliteSkills Citadel thread.
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
kaiju
played by kaiju
· Apr 17, 2021
Posts moved over from the EliteSkills Citadel thread.
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
kaiju
played by kaiju
· Apr 17, 2021
Posts moved over from the EliteSkills Citadel thread.
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
kaiju
played by kaiju
· Apr 17, 2021
Posts moved over from the EliteSkills Citadel thread.
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
kaiju
played by kaiju
· Apr 17, 2021
Posts moved over from the EliteSkills Citadel thread.
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
There was a time, once where you and I did not have to fear for our lives, there perhaps will be a time again... however until the Citadel is found we cannot be sure of our survival... it matters not for at the end of the day so long as our clan stands and sits upon the throne to rule them all then we shall be ever more.
We have been before and we have been after. The guardians; warriors and protectors but we have become selfish and cruel; our god given right to the Citadel lost in our jealousy of each other that now we only stand as a scattered few - no longer proud and no longer strong, our blood lines run dry as we pursue power that is no longer ours to have, or claim. But we can only hope for a new horizon and... a new hope.
So here we are, in modern day in a world that is no longer ours we are so far from the originals that we are called 'users' or 'claimants' but we are no 'Ancient' , in a realm that is collapsing and our powers, once so natural to us.. a curse we hunger for each other's blood and yet we have no reward in the shedding of our own blood. Yet a manuscript has appeared and perhaps... it shall give us the answers we need to centuries old questions on how with hope we will survive and bring this realm into a new age; a new beginning.
We've been so busy killing each other that we hadn't noticed that the humans figured out what we were... so now we must fight to protect ourselves. We must find out why the Citadel vanished... and find the swords before we go extinct or worse we find ourselves destroyed by the power that each sword contains.
Crucial Must Read Information
History of the Ancients
Names, Roles & Realms
House names
Specific Information
The Curse
Skeleton
Pic Link
Name
House
Element
Age - 18+
Location
Gender
Personality - 3 Positive, 3 Neg
Weapon
Elemental abilities - 3 max
Strengths - 3
Weaknesses - 3
Backstory - How did they find out they were a claimant?
Rules
1. Illustrated/drawn/anime pictures. If you need help ask Spira and she'll resize/find/edit your picture for you.
2. Proper grammar, spelling etc expected
2a. I expect four decent paragraphs at the very least with every post, and not just shit 2-4 line paragraphs. I am talking 5-10 line paragraphs. Can't keep up? Don't ask to join.
3. Make as many characters as you can keep up with
4. No Godmod, No instant kill/romance etc. You get the idea.
5. Cursing is fine, keep it appropriate
kaiju
played by kaiju
· May 4, 2021
-Within The Forge-
Evyette POV
She slumbered upon the silken cloths; she enjoyed the heat that emitted from the flames around her that were roaring, until a sudden rush of energy hit her like hungry wolves at the scent of fresh prey, she rolled onto her stomach heaving she had been awoken. She sat up; her golden clothing shimmering against the fires that surrounded her. She whistled out into the air and her hellhounds emerged into the room; their eyes were furious but their ears and tails lowered in submission. “What is the meaning of this.”
stepping tentatively onto the fur carpets that adorned her private chamber.
She approached the closest flame and whispered into it; summoning each of the members of her house to come home and to speak with her each. Evidently there was only reason why such a flow of energy would have been able to enter her realm; supposed she’d have to ask her siblings whether or not they felt it too. It mattered not at the moment. “Come home my followers. I summon thee. For I believe most of all the Citadel is finally appearing.”
-In the Mortal Realm-
Stephani POV
The thrumming of the music made her heart skip erratically, she swayed to the beat not caring who saw her dance; to her nothing but the music mattered and anyone who was attempting to distract her was going to be fairly disappointed; so consumed by the melodies that the burning hot hand that grasped her wrist made her stumble and flinch; forcing her to break from the crowd as the creature who had grabbed her tugged insistently. The humans seemed undeterred and some gave her mad looks as she left the crowd and found herself in the corner of the room. Standing before her was a sage; his eyes aglow with fury and flame. Why is a Sage here? Have I done something wrong?
“What is the meaning of this.”
Suddenly it was as if the music, the people and the scent of sweat and alcohol disappeared as she found herself in her home realm, her skin immediately moistened with sweat and she scowled; she had been working for months in order to give herself such an outfit that now it was most certainly destroyed by the heat that the realm produced; though it was naturally her most comfortable environment being surrounded by fire. She realised that she was not the only Assassin nor the only Sage or Hellhound who had been brought back home. What’s going on? Why have we been summoned without warning? Has something happened?
Evyette emerged from her chamber in full battle gear, Stephani suddenly found herself feeling very underdressed as Sages, Assassins and Hellhounds in turn lowered themselves to their knees, some of them trembled out of fear; others smiled in anticipation for the order they were to be given. “Rise children. It seems a book from the Citadel has appeared in the mortal… human realm. Find it. Seek it out and bring it to me.”
“A book?” Citadel?”
she mumbled; not realising she had spoken out of turn. Her cheeks became red as Evyette’s eyes settled on her. “Is there a problem.”
“No Madame.”
she swallowed.
Just as soon as they were whisked into the Forge they were returned to which they came just moments prior, immediately Stephani recoiled at the change in environment and shuttered; rubbing her arms; making her way towards the exit she stopped by the coat room taking her coat from the guard who sat there, a human male who smoked she held herself back from coughing.
Stepping out into the cold her eyes glimmered in the dark, naturally only those who were claimants like her would notice that her eyes were different to that of a mere humans, she held her coat tight as she moved towards her apartment; surely if she had been summoned by her Ancient then perhaps all the other houses had also been summoned. “She ought to expect us to fail, it’d be a fucking miracle trying to find it. Besides, we have more to worry about, has she not warned us that we’re dying out? Sending us on a quest is like asking us to deliberately die.”
she shivered.
-Cape Town, South Africa-
“Coffee please.”
she placed the coins on the counter down, waiting for the person on the other side of the counter to respond to her request; as soon as she was given her hot cup and her change she nodded in thanks, turning and leaving the small cafe. She held the rim of the cup to her mouth and breathed out a puff of icy cold air, immediately cooling down the black liquid to something more lukewarm. As she walked the streets she felt a sensation of the wind swirling around her; her hearing sharpened waiting for any signs of danger; but it seemed like it was just the air and not some claimant of Quinnox after her.
There was a tap on her shoulder and she turned spooked that someone had managed to sneak up on her; until she realised that the bony frozen hand on her shoulder belonged to none other than her mother figure and her ancient. “Daenu. Pleasure as always.”
“You forget your place.”
“Perhaps I do, perhaps I do not. What do you want from me? What task must I fulfil to keep you away from me?”
“A book from the Citadel, Bring it to me and kill whoever gets in your way.”
“Why yes, of course. I shall. Any hints for its location.”
“No but it is on the move.”
Daenu disappeared after that, and she was left annoyed.
Returning to her apartment as quickly as she could, she discarded of the cup of coffee that she had only half finished drinking, she didn’t care that she had been wasteful, Daenu evidently even if she had no idea what the book was wanted it for herself and it was Natalie’s job to acquire it. Taking her phone out of her pocket she dialled a number; a fellow Ice Claimant who hadn’t lost her ability to see answered. “If you have seen her, then you know our orders. Please book a flight for me. I believe we may need to start somewhere and I feel as though Europe would be the place to start.”
Evyette POV
She slumbered upon the silken cloths; she enjoyed the heat that emitted from the flames around her that were roaring, until a sudden rush of energy hit her like hungry wolves at the scent of fresh prey, she rolled onto her stomach heaving she had been awoken. She sat up; her golden clothing shimmering against the fires that surrounded her. She whistled out into the air and her hellhounds emerged into the room; their eyes were furious but their ears and tails lowered in submission. “What is the meaning of this.”
stepping tentatively onto the fur carpets that adorned her private chamber.
She approached the closest flame and whispered into it; summoning each of the members of her house to come home and to speak with her each. Evidently there was only reason why such a flow of energy would have been able to enter her realm; supposed she’d have to ask her siblings whether or not they felt it too. It mattered not at the moment. “Come home my followers. I summon thee. For I believe most of all the Citadel is finally appearing.”
-In the Mortal Realm-
Stephani POV
The thrumming of the music made her heart skip erratically, she swayed to the beat not caring who saw her dance; to her nothing but the music mattered and anyone who was attempting to distract her was going to be fairly disappointed; so consumed by the melodies that the burning hot hand that grasped her wrist made her stumble and flinch; forcing her to break from the crowd as the creature who had grabbed her tugged insistently. The humans seemed undeterred and some gave her mad looks as she left the crowd and found herself in the corner of the room. Standing before her was a sage; his eyes aglow with fury and flame. Why is a Sage here? Have I done something wrong?
“What is the meaning of this.”
Suddenly it was as if the music, the people and the scent of sweat and alcohol disappeared as she found herself in her home realm, her skin immediately moistened with sweat and she scowled; she had been working for months in order to give herself such an outfit that now it was most certainly destroyed by the heat that the realm produced; though it was naturally her most comfortable environment being surrounded by fire. She realised that she was not the only Assassin nor the only Sage or Hellhound who had been brought back home. What’s going on? Why have we been summoned without warning? Has something happened?
Evyette emerged from her chamber in full battle gear, Stephani suddenly found herself feeling very underdressed as Sages, Assassins and Hellhounds in turn lowered themselves to their knees, some of them trembled out of fear; others smiled in anticipation for the order they were to be given. “Rise children. It seems a book from the Citadel has appeared in the mortal… human realm. Find it. Seek it out and bring it to me.”
“A book?” Citadel?”
she mumbled; not realising she had spoken out of turn. Her cheeks became red as Evyette’s eyes settled on her. “Is there a problem.”
“No Madame.”
she swallowed.
Just as soon as they were whisked into the Forge they were returned to which they came just moments prior, immediately Stephani recoiled at the change in environment and shuttered; rubbing her arms; making her way towards the exit she stopped by the coat room taking her coat from the guard who sat there, a human male who smoked she held herself back from coughing.
Stepping out into the cold her eyes glimmered in the dark, naturally only those who were claimants like her would notice that her eyes were different to that of a mere humans, she held her coat tight as she moved towards her apartment; surely if she had been summoned by her Ancient then perhaps all the other houses had also been summoned. “She ought to expect us to fail, it’d be a fucking miracle trying to find it. Besides, we have more to worry about, has she not warned us that we’re dying out? Sending us on a quest is like asking us to deliberately die.”
she shivered.
-Cape Town, South Africa-
“Coffee please.”
she placed the coins on the counter down, waiting for the person on the other side of the counter to respond to her request; as soon as she was given her hot cup and her change she nodded in thanks, turning and leaving the small cafe. She held the rim of the cup to her mouth and breathed out a puff of icy cold air, immediately cooling down the black liquid to something more lukewarm. As she walked the streets she felt a sensation of the wind swirling around her; her hearing sharpened waiting for any signs of danger; but it seemed like it was just the air and not some claimant of Quinnox after her.
There was a tap on her shoulder and she turned spooked that someone had managed to sneak up on her; until she realised that the bony frozen hand on her shoulder belonged to none other than her mother figure and her ancient. “Daenu. Pleasure as always.”
“You forget your place.”
“Perhaps I do, perhaps I do not. What do you want from me? What task must I fulfil to keep you away from me?”
“A book from the Citadel, Bring it to me and kill whoever gets in your way.”
“Why yes, of course. I shall. Any hints for its location.”
“No but it is on the move.”
Daenu disappeared after that, and she was left annoyed.
Returning to her apartment as quickly as she could, she discarded of the cup of coffee that she had only half finished drinking, she didn’t care that she had been wasteful, Daenu evidently even if she had no idea what the book was wanted it for herself and it was Natalie’s job to acquire it. Taking her phone out of her pocket she dialled a number; a fellow Ice Claimant who hadn’t lost her ability to see answered. “If you have seen her, then you know our orders. Please book a flight for me. I believe we may need to start somewhere and I feel as though Europe would be the place to start.”
kaiju
played by kaiju
· May 4, 2021
-Within The Forge-
Evyette POV
She slumbered upon the silken cloths; she enjoyed the heat that emitted from the flames around her that were roaring, until a sudden rush of energy hit her like hungry wolves at the scent of fresh prey, she rolled onto her stomach heaving she had been awoken. She sat up; her golden clothing shimmering against the fires that surrounded her. She whistled out into the air and her hellhounds emerged into the room; their eyes were furious but their ears and tails lowered in submission. “What is the meaning of this.”
stepping tentatively onto the fur carpets that adorned her private chamber.
She approached the closest flame and whispered into it; summoning each of the members of her house to come home and to speak with her each. Evidently there was only reason why such a flow of energy would have been able to enter her realm; supposed she’d have to ask her siblings whether or not they felt it too. It mattered not at the moment. “Come home my followers. I summon thee. For I believe most of all the Citadel is finally appearing.”
-In the Mortal Realm-
Stephani POV
The thrumming of the music made her heart skip erratically, she swayed to the beat not caring who saw her dance; to her nothing but the music mattered and anyone who was attempting to distract her was going to be fairly disappointed; so consumed by the melodies that the burning hot hand that grasped her wrist made her stumble and flinch; forcing her to break from the crowd as the creature who had grabbed her tugged insistently. The humans seemed undeterred and some gave her mad looks as she left the crowd and found herself in the corner of the room. Standing before her was a sage; his eyes aglow with fury and flame. Why is a Sage here? Have I done something wrong?
“What is the meaning of this.”
Suddenly it was as if the music, the people and the scent of sweat and alcohol disappeared as she found herself in her home realm, her skin immediately moistened with sweat and she scowled; she had been working for months in order to give herself such an outfit that now it was most certainly destroyed by the heat that the realm produced; though it was naturally her most comfortable environment being surrounded by fire. She realised that she was not the only Assassin nor the only Sage or Hellhound who had been brought back home. What’s going on? Why have we been summoned without warning? Has something happened?
Evyette emerged from her chamber in full battle gear, Stephani suddenly found herself feeling very underdressed as Sages, Assassins and Hellhounds in turn lowered themselves to their knees, some of them trembled out of fear; others smiled in anticipation for the order they were to be given. “Rise children. It seems a book from the Citadel has appeared in the mortal… human realm. Find it. Seek it out and bring it to me.”
“A book?” Citadel?”
she mumbled; not realising she had spoken out of turn. Her cheeks became red as Evyette’s eyes settled on her. “Is there a problem.”
“No Madame.”
she swallowed.
Just as soon as they were whisked into the Forge they were returned to which they came just moments prior, immediately Stephani recoiled at the change in environment and shuttered; rubbing her arms; making her way towards the exit she stopped by the coat room taking her coat from the guard who sat there, a human male who smoked she held herself back from coughing.
Stepping out into the cold her eyes glimmered in the dark, naturally only those who were claimants like her would notice that her eyes were different to that of a mere humans, she held her coat tight as she moved towards her apartment; surely if she had been summoned by her Ancient then perhaps all the other houses had also been summoned. “She ought to expect us to fail, it’d be a fucking miracle trying to find it. Besides, we have more to worry about, has she not warned us that we’re dying out? Sending us on a quest is like asking us to deliberately die.”
she shivered.
-Cape Town, South Africa-
“Coffee please.”
she placed the coins on the counter down, waiting for the person on the other side of the counter to respond to her request; as soon as she was given her hot cup and her change she nodded in thanks, turning and leaving the small cafe. She held the rim of the cup to her mouth and breathed out a puff of icy cold air, immediately cooling down the black liquid to something more lukewarm. As she walked the streets she felt a sensation of the wind swirling around her; her hearing sharpened waiting for any signs of danger; but it seemed like it was just the air and not some claimant of Quinnox after her.
There was a tap on her shoulder and she turned spooked that someone had managed to sneak up on her; until she realised that the bony frozen hand on her shoulder belonged to none other than her mother figure and her ancient. “Daenu. Pleasure as always.”
“You forget your place.”
“Perhaps I do, perhaps I do not. What do you want from me? What task must I fulfil to keep you away from me?”
“A book from the Citadel, Bring it to me and kill whoever gets in your way.”
“Why yes, of course. I shall. Any hints for its location.”
“No but it is on the move.”
Daenu disappeared after that, and she was left annoyed.
Returning to her apartment as quickly as she could, she discarded of the cup of coffee that she had only half finished drinking, she didn’t care that she had been wasteful, Daenu evidently even if she had no idea what the book was wanted it for herself and it was Natalie’s job to acquire it. Taking her phone out of her pocket she dialled a number; a fellow Ice Claimant who hadn’t lost her ability to see answered. “If you have seen her, then you know our orders. Please book a flight for me. I believe we may need to start somewhere and I feel as though Europe would be the place to start.”
Evyette POV
She slumbered upon the silken cloths; she enjoyed the heat that emitted from the flames around her that were roaring, until a sudden rush of energy hit her like hungry wolves at the scent of fresh prey, she rolled onto her stomach heaving she had been awoken. She sat up; her golden clothing shimmering against the fires that surrounded her. She whistled out into the air and her hellhounds emerged into the room; their eyes were furious but their ears and tails lowered in submission. “What is the meaning of this.”
stepping tentatively onto the fur carpets that adorned her private chamber.
She approached the closest flame and whispered into it; summoning each of the members of her house to come home and to speak with her each. Evidently there was only reason why such a flow of energy would have been able to enter her realm; supposed she’d have to ask her siblings whether or not they felt it too. It mattered not at the moment. “Come home my followers. I summon thee. For I believe most of all the Citadel is finally appearing.”
-In the Mortal Realm-
Stephani POV
The thrumming of the music made her heart skip erratically, she swayed to the beat not caring who saw her dance; to her nothing but the music mattered and anyone who was attempting to distract her was going to be fairly disappointed; so consumed by the melodies that the burning hot hand that grasped her wrist made her stumble and flinch; forcing her to break from the crowd as the creature who had grabbed her tugged insistently. The humans seemed undeterred and some gave her mad looks as she left the crowd and found herself in the corner of the room. Standing before her was a sage; his eyes aglow with fury and flame. Why is a Sage here? Have I done something wrong?
“What is the meaning of this.”
Suddenly it was as if the music, the people and the scent of sweat and alcohol disappeared as she found herself in her home realm, her skin immediately moistened with sweat and she scowled; she had been working for months in order to give herself such an outfit that now it was most certainly destroyed by the heat that the realm produced; though it was naturally her most comfortable environment being surrounded by fire. She realised that she was not the only Assassin nor the only Sage or Hellhound who had been brought back home. What’s going on? Why have we been summoned without warning? Has something happened?
Evyette emerged from her chamber in full battle gear, Stephani suddenly found herself feeling very underdressed as Sages, Assassins and Hellhounds in turn lowered themselves to their knees, some of them trembled out of fear; others smiled in anticipation for the order they were to be given. “Rise children. It seems a book from the Citadel has appeared in the mortal… human realm. Find it. Seek it out and bring it to me.”
“A book?” Citadel?”
she mumbled; not realising she had spoken out of turn. Her cheeks became red as Evyette’s eyes settled on her. “Is there a problem.”
“No Madame.”
she swallowed.
Just as soon as they were whisked into the Forge they were returned to which they came just moments prior, immediately Stephani recoiled at the change in environment and shuttered; rubbing her arms; making her way towards the exit she stopped by the coat room taking her coat from the guard who sat there, a human male who smoked she held herself back from coughing.
Stepping out into the cold her eyes glimmered in the dark, naturally only those who were claimants like her would notice that her eyes were different to that of a mere humans, she held her coat tight as she moved towards her apartment; surely if she had been summoned by her Ancient then perhaps all the other houses had also been summoned. “She ought to expect us to fail, it’d be a fucking miracle trying to find it. Besides, we have more to worry about, has she not warned us that we’re dying out? Sending us on a quest is like asking us to deliberately die.”
she shivered.
-Cape Town, South Africa-
“Coffee please.”
she placed the coins on the counter down, waiting for the person on the other side of the counter to respond to her request; as soon as she was given her hot cup and her change she nodded in thanks, turning and leaving the small cafe. She held the rim of the cup to her mouth and breathed out a puff of icy cold air, immediately cooling down the black liquid to something more lukewarm. As she walked the streets she felt a sensation of the wind swirling around her; her hearing sharpened waiting for any signs of danger; but it seemed like it was just the air and not some claimant of Quinnox after her.
There was a tap on her shoulder and she turned spooked that someone had managed to sneak up on her; until she realised that the bony frozen hand on her shoulder belonged to none other than her mother figure and her ancient. “Daenu. Pleasure as always.”
“You forget your place.”
“Perhaps I do, perhaps I do not. What do you want from me? What task must I fulfil to keep you away from me?”
“A book from the Citadel, Bring it to me and kill whoever gets in your way.”
“Why yes, of course. I shall. Any hints for its location.”
“No but it is on the move.”
Daenu disappeared after that, and she was left annoyed.
Returning to her apartment as quickly as she could, she discarded of the cup of coffee that she had only half finished drinking, she didn’t care that she had been wasteful, Daenu evidently even if she had no idea what the book was wanted it for herself and it was Natalie’s job to acquire it. Taking her phone out of her pocket she dialled a number; a fellow Ice Claimant who hadn’t lost her ability to see answered. “If you have seen her, then you know our orders. Please book a flight for me. I believe we may need to start somewhere and I feel as though Europe would be the place to start.”
kaiju
played by kaiju
· May 4, 2021
-Within The Forge-
Evyette POV
She slumbered upon the silken cloths; she enjoyed the heat that emitted from the flames around her that were roaring, until a sudden rush of energy hit her like hungry wolves at the scent of fresh prey, she rolled onto her stomach heaving she had been awoken. She sat up; her golden clothing shimmering against the fires that surrounded her. She whistled out into the air and her hellhounds emerged into the room; their eyes were furious but their ears and tails lowered in submission. “What is the meaning of this.”
stepping tentatively onto the fur carpets that adorned her private chamber.
She approached the closest flame and whispered into it; summoning each of the members of her house to come home and to speak with her each. Evidently there was only reason why such a flow of energy would have been able to enter her realm; supposed she’d have to ask her siblings whether or not they felt it too. It mattered not at the moment. “Come home my followers. I summon thee. For I believe most of all the Citadel is finally appearing.”
-In the Mortal Realm-
Stephani POV
The thrumming of the music made her heart skip erratically, she swayed to the beat not caring who saw her dance; to her nothing but the music mattered and anyone who was attempting to distract her was going to be fairly disappointed; so consumed by the melodies that the burning hot hand that grasped her wrist made her stumble and flinch; forcing her to break from the crowd as the creature who had grabbed her tugged insistently. The humans seemed undeterred and some gave her mad looks as she left the crowd and found herself in the corner of the room. Standing before her was a sage; his eyes aglow with fury and flame. Why is a Sage here? Have I done something wrong?
“What is the meaning of this.”
Suddenly it was as if the music, the people and the scent of sweat and alcohol disappeared as she found herself in her home realm, her skin immediately moistened with sweat and she scowled; she had been working for months in order to give herself such an outfit that now it was most certainly destroyed by the heat that the realm produced; though it was naturally her most comfortable environment being surrounded by fire. She realised that she was not the only Assassin nor the only Sage or Hellhound who had been brought back home. What’s going on? Why have we been summoned without warning? Has something happened?
Evyette emerged from her chamber in full battle gear, Stephani suddenly found herself feeling very underdressed as Sages, Assassins and Hellhounds in turn lowered themselves to their knees, some of them trembled out of fear; others smiled in anticipation for the order they were to be given. “Rise children. It seems a book from the Citadel has appeared in the mortal… human realm. Find it. Seek it out and bring it to me.”
“A book?” Citadel?”
she mumbled; not realising she had spoken out of turn. Her cheeks became red as Evyette’s eyes settled on her. “Is there a problem.”
“No Madame.”
she swallowed.
Just as soon as they were whisked into the Forge they were returned to which they came just moments prior, immediately Stephani recoiled at the change in environment and shuttered; rubbing her arms; making her way towards the exit she stopped by the coat room taking her coat from the guard who sat there, a human male who smoked she held herself back from coughing.
Stepping out into the cold her eyes glimmered in the dark, naturally only those who were claimants like her would notice that her eyes were different to that of a mere humans, she held her coat tight as she moved towards her apartment; surely if she had been summoned by her Ancient then perhaps all the other houses had also been summoned. “She ought to expect us to fail, it’d be a fucking miracle trying to find it. Besides, we have more to worry about, has she not warned us that we’re dying out? Sending us on a quest is like asking us to deliberately die.”
she shivered.
-Cape Town, South Africa-
“Coffee please.”
she placed the coins on the counter down, waiting for the person on the other side of the counter to respond to her request; as soon as she was given her hot cup and her change she nodded in thanks, turning and leaving the small cafe. She held the rim of the cup to her mouth and breathed out a puff of icy cold air, immediately cooling down the black liquid to something more lukewarm. As she walked the streets she felt a sensation of the wind swirling around her; her hearing sharpened waiting for any signs of danger; but it seemed like it was just the air and not some claimant of Quinnox after her.
There was a tap on her shoulder and she turned spooked that someone had managed to sneak up on her; until she realised that the bony frozen hand on her shoulder belonged to none other than her mother figure and her ancient. “Daenu. Pleasure as always.”
“You forget your place.”
“Perhaps I do, perhaps I do not. What do you want from me? What task must I fulfil to keep you away from me?”
“A book from the Citadel, Bring it to me and kill whoever gets in your way.”
“Why yes, of course. I shall. Any hints for its location.”
“No but it is on the move.”
Daenu disappeared after that, and she was left annoyed.
Returning to her apartment as quickly as she could, she discarded of the cup of coffee that she had only half finished drinking, she didn’t care that she had been wasteful, Daenu evidently even if she had no idea what the book was wanted it for herself and it was Natalie’s job to acquire it. Taking her phone out of her pocket she dialled a number; a fellow Ice Claimant who hadn’t lost her ability to see answered. “If you have seen her, then you know our orders. Please book a flight for me. I believe we may need to start somewhere and I feel as though Europe would be the place to start.”
Evyette POV
She slumbered upon the silken cloths; she enjoyed the heat that emitted from the flames around her that were roaring, until a sudden rush of energy hit her like hungry wolves at the scent of fresh prey, she rolled onto her stomach heaving she had been awoken. She sat up; her golden clothing shimmering against the fires that surrounded her. She whistled out into the air and her hellhounds emerged into the room; their eyes were furious but their ears and tails lowered in submission. “What is the meaning of this.”
stepping tentatively onto the fur carpets that adorned her private chamber.
She approached the closest flame and whispered into it; summoning each of the members of her house to come home and to speak with her each. Evidently there was only reason why such a flow of energy would have been able to enter her realm; supposed she’d have to ask her siblings whether or not they felt it too. It mattered not at the moment. “Come home my followers. I summon thee. For I believe most of all the Citadel is finally appearing.”
-In the Mortal Realm-
Stephani POV
The thrumming of the music made her heart skip erratically, she swayed to the beat not caring who saw her dance; to her nothing but the music mattered and anyone who was attempting to distract her was going to be fairly disappointed; so consumed by the melodies that the burning hot hand that grasped her wrist made her stumble and flinch; forcing her to break from the crowd as the creature who had grabbed her tugged insistently. The humans seemed undeterred and some gave her mad looks as she left the crowd and found herself in the corner of the room. Standing before her was a sage; his eyes aglow with fury and flame. Why is a Sage here? Have I done something wrong?
“What is the meaning of this.”
Suddenly it was as if the music, the people and the scent of sweat and alcohol disappeared as she found herself in her home realm, her skin immediately moistened with sweat and she scowled; she had been working for months in order to give herself such an outfit that now it was most certainly destroyed by the heat that the realm produced; though it was naturally her most comfortable environment being surrounded by fire. She realised that she was not the only Assassin nor the only Sage or Hellhound who had been brought back home. What’s going on? Why have we been summoned without warning? Has something happened?
Evyette emerged from her chamber in full battle gear, Stephani suddenly found herself feeling very underdressed as Sages, Assassins and Hellhounds in turn lowered themselves to their knees, some of them trembled out of fear; others smiled in anticipation for the order they were to be given. “Rise children. It seems a book from the Citadel has appeared in the mortal… human realm. Find it. Seek it out and bring it to me.”
“A book?” Citadel?”
she mumbled; not realising she had spoken out of turn. Her cheeks became red as Evyette’s eyes settled on her. “Is there a problem.”
“No Madame.”
she swallowed.
Just as soon as they were whisked into the Forge they were returned to which they came just moments prior, immediately Stephani recoiled at the change in environment and shuttered; rubbing her arms; making her way towards the exit she stopped by the coat room taking her coat from the guard who sat there, a human male who smoked she held herself back from coughing.
Stepping out into the cold her eyes glimmered in the dark, naturally only those who were claimants like her would notice that her eyes were different to that of a mere humans, she held her coat tight as she moved towards her apartment; surely if she had been summoned by her Ancient then perhaps all the other houses had also been summoned. “She ought to expect us to fail, it’d be a fucking miracle trying to find it. Besides, we have more to worry about, has she not warned us that we’re dying out? Sending us on a quest is like asking us to deliberately die.”
she shivered.
-Cape Town, South Africa-
“Coffee please.”
she placed the coins on the counter down, waiting for the person on the other side of the counter to respond to her request; as soon as she was given her hot cup and her change she nodded in thanks, turning and leaving the small cafe. She held the rim of the cup to her mouth and breathed out a puff of icy cold air, immediately cooling down the black liquid to something more lukewarm. As she walked the streets she felt a sensation of the wind swirling around her; her hearing sharpened waiting for any signs of danger; but it seemed like it was just the air and not some claimant of Quinnox after her.
There was a tap on her shoulder and she turned spooked that someone had managed to sneak up on her; until she realised that the bony frozen hand on her shoulder belonged to none other than her mother figure and her ancient. “Daenu. Pleasure as always.”
“You forget your place.”
“Perhaps I do, perhaps I do not. What do you want from me? What task must I fulfil to keep you away from me?”
“A book from the Citadel, Bring it to me and kill whoever gets in your way.”
“Why yes, of course. I shall. Any hints for its location.”
“No but it is on the move.”
Daenu disappeared after that, and she was left annoyed.
Returning to her apartment as quickly as she could, she discarded of the cup of coffee that she had only half finished drinking, she didn’t care that she had been wasteful, Daenu evidently even if she had no idea what the book was wanted it for herself and it was Natalie’s job to acquire it. Taking her phone out of her pocket she dialled a number; a fellow Ice Claimant who hadn’t lost her ability to see answered. “If you have seen her, then you know our orders. Please book a flight for me. I believe we may need to start somewhere and I feel as though Europe would be the place to start.”
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