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    What Was Lost Can Be Found Again (Intro/Open)

    Silver Stormrunner
    Silver Stormrunner

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    Lineage : Fallen God
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    Posts : 21
    Guild : Silver Wolf
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 0

    Public What Was Lost Can Be Found Again (Intro/Open)

    Post by Silver Stormrunner 29th March 2021, 7:37 pm

    SWORD
    OF THE
    WOLF
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    Life had been… interesting for Silver these past few months. Because according to his now very firm beliefs the time between leaving Fiore and getting back never happened~. But his home country had changed since he was gone. Maybe it was because he’s looking through it from the eyes of an adult rather than a child and young teen now. Wiser. Worldly. Aware of important stuff and shit. Because damn, did all Fiore girls become hot while he was away? The occasional guy was also damn nice to look at, but for some reason, it seemed every girl within the age range of 50-18 was smoking. Mostly the mage girls~. Literally, the only mage girl he met that wasn’t some degree of drop-dead gorgeous was Noir- er, Maddox. You can’t even tell she’s a chick (he only knew because they lived together once) with that creepy outfit and deep voice, and she had some sort of ongoing skin disease as a kid, right? Not that he’d ever brought that up with her, he chooses life thank you very much.

    But it was mostly because thanks to Noir – fuck, no, it’s Maddox now - that not only had contacts in the country again but limbs and a potential job. Silver has the vague idea that his old friend is now sorta sketch with creepy contacts, the scientist who gave him his new robo limbs for one was weird as heck, but this situation was still off.

    “Go to the Phoenix Mountains~.” He said, mimicking Noi-Maddox’s low flamboyant voice. “This place I heard of is hiring~. Promise it’s not some dark guild or an assassination attempt daaaaarling~.” Silver mocks ruthlessly as he trudges through a freaking blizzard on some random ass mountain, no pretty girls he thought of earlier insight. She didn’t actually say that and even mentioned they might be able to help him find Serenity. Honestly, without her, she would still be a jobless half-blind idiot with bad prosthetics. But couldn’t she have been clearer about the location of this guild, what was its name? Oh right, she never told him.

    Damn, he wished he was still in the tavern in Beanstalk Village, chatting up a cute guy. He only got the vaguest directions to this guild, and while he was wearing mountain climbing gear Silver keeps forgetting that he’s no longer a super strong and trained mage. Just a nobody with freezing limbs and near frostbite from where his robo limbs are attached to him.

    “DAMMIT!!” He yells into the howling winds of the blizzard. “Where the hell is this guild?! I’m supposed to run from storms not get caught in them!” He had avoided yelling up to this point since supposedly the area was known for having some strong silver wolves, but he was losing patience. Maybe a silver wolf could lead him to this stupid guild. All he wanted was to join a guild so he would no longer be broke, homeless and jobless. But most importantly, to help find his twin sister.

    “HEY!!! IS ANYONE OUT HERE!?”  He yells into the air, gloved hands cupped around his mouth. “I could use a little help! A bit lost here!”



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    Monsters Killed: none
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    IVYLEAF33



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    What Was Lost Can Be Found Again (Intro/Open) Pogdvpw


    Yuvon
    Yuvon

    Player 
    Lineage : Victor's Descent
    Position : None
    Posts : 302
    Guild : Silver Woof
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 6,642

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Memory-Make
    Second Magic: Herald of the Deep
    Third Magic:

    Public Re: What Was Lost Can Be Found Again (Intro/Open)

    Post by Yuvon 29th March 2021, 11:36 pm

    The Phoenix Mountains were a magnificent challenge to cross on one’s way to Silver Wolf. In a way, it grinded their souls – by that, it was meant that the snow and ice falling down from the clouds, blending with the strong winds and causing blizzards to rise, welded one’s soul into just the right quality and condition as it befitted a member of the Pack.

    Of course, it also simply irritated most tourists and travelers, akin to how it caused such an uproar from a stranger with long, dark-violet hair. His roar was heard, no doubt about that…

    If he were to look further ahead into the blazing snow, Silver would be able to spot a sudden figure; a huge, glistening wolf, almost transparent in its camouflage behind the snow, while it rose its head up into the air and let out a clear howl.

    The howl was sharpening, too clean to come out of the throat of a creature. It summoned four more wolves to the area around the traveler who howled in union, increasing the sound waves and causing the air to vibrate. It was making it heavy to breathe, almost crushing one’s skin with how the howls ganged up on him, not letting him get away. With the abnormal sizes of the wolves, it all appeared like a show of intimidation. It looked like they cornered him, celebrating the entry of his last act, until…

    They all stopped howling. Each wolf, instead, looked ahead and spotted a figure approaching Silver with an orange light levitating above his palm. It was only when the entity was right in front of Silver that the wolves disappeared, and a dome of peace was formed around the two, sheltering them from the blizzard… a dome manifested by this masked, fancy-clothed librarian.

    “… Oh, you were calling for help earlier, right? Thank the heavens that I found you in time – or rather, gratulations belong to the guardians of the mountain who pinpointed your location for me! The blizzard must’ve fragmented your skin by the sheer cold, if I’m to go by the looks of it… Chaleur Sèche.

    With a flick of his hand and a command from his tongue, Silver’s body would heat up enough to evaporate all the frost stuck to him in an instant. After that pleasant surge of heat, Yuvon would call out: “Uhh… Lehanna! Miss Seraph! Could’ve sworn she was around here too… *cough* We’ve got ourselves a delightful, new guest!”

    The guardian wolves began to reappear and howl in greetings.

    “Ahhh… music to my ears, almost… say, what’s your name?”

    WC: 433
    TWC: 967


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    Silver Stormrunner
    Silver Stormrunner

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    Lineage : Fallen God
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    Posts : 21
    Guild : Silver Wolf
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 0

    Public Re: What Was Lost Can Be Found Again (Intro/Open)

    Post by Silver Stormrunner 1st April 2021, 11:14 pm

    SWORD
    OF THE
    WOLF
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    There was a pause after Silver yelled, then a distinct silence with only the howling wind for company. Of freaking course, what did he expect, a beautiful ice maiden to walk out of the snow and lead him to her warn palace? Silver was starting to find that Lady Luck and him had a rather fickle relationship. With a groan Silver stopped to consider his options, go back and maybe ask around town more or keep searching before he heard it.

    The deep, soulful howling of a wolf, vibrating the very snowflakes falling through the air and the wind itself with its howl. The swordsman knew how his hair going on end was not from the cold, but from the pure timber of that howl, echoed by the fallen snow around it. No wait, that was the other wolves. Shit.

    Straightening himself up Silver calmly looked around the clearing. Yup. Those were probably the fabled Silver Wolves the villagers talked about. Great hulking beasts with beautiful fur of spun silver and platinum and glittering eyes of sapphire. Even from a distance, the swordsman could tell they were huge majestic creatures with sharp eyes, long claws and pointy teeth, as dangerous as they were beautiful. Silver could only sigh, he didn’t want to hurt these beasts. Mostly since he loved canines. But he found it hard to hold back at times, and while how the wolves were circling him like prey it didn’t seem like they were here to play… So, it was time to fight. Trying not to feel too excited at the impending battle, Silver reached toward his sword-

    -Only to find his hip empty. Then it all came rushing back to him. A series of swear words flittered through his mind. Left hip, right arm. Old habit. It was right hip, left arm now. And he wasn’t strong enough to even kill a pack of magical rabbits, let alone a pack of ginormous wolves.

    … Silver was about to die, wasn’t he? For all that he had lived through this was a very anti-climatic way of going. But there was no way in hell he could run from these beings, he had no teleportation spells and no way to hide. But like a good warrior, he didn’t panic. Just thought a quick ‘Sorry Serenity…’ before preparing to draw his sword properly this time. Because he wasn’t going down without even a bit of a fight, ya?

    But just as suddenly as it started, it stopped. The wolves, the snow, hell, the freezing cold, all of it stopped. Silver had barely shaken out of his ‘I’m going to die fighting’ haze he was under before an elegantly masked and robed figure stepped forward into the amber dome the swordsman now noted to be in existence. He bounced back quickly. “Honestly man, I didn’t think anybody would hear me. If a tree falls without anybody to hear it kinda feel, ya?” Silver says in near bliss as the man, who despite his rather intimidating appearance seemed friendly enough, cast a spell that warmed the near frost-bitten man up. “And ‘dry heat’, huh? Useful spell you got there, mon héros d'or.” Silver says with a flirty tilt to his voice, still reeling from losing his adrenaline rush so suddenly and hitting on the man from pure habit. Then Silver remembered the wolves and looked around in a rush. They were gone. Wait, the masked guy mentioned they were the guardians of the mountain and led him (her? Ambiguous gender situation like Maddox?) to Silver. So, he misread the wolves, they were there to help. Damn, maybe he’ll hunt some meat for them later. Do mystical guardians like dinosaur meat…? “Sorry, what did you just say? I zoned out a bit there.” Silver says as the masked person called out something, but despite not hearing the word he had a chill go up to his spine. What did he say…? But was distracted by the eerie howling again.

    Silver tilts his head toward the other, eyes distant. “These wolves of your definitely have a way of singing to your soul huh, mon héros masque? It’s Silver, by the way, the wandering swordsman. And you would be…? Unless you want me to continue to call you mon héros, cher chanteur de loups? I would be happy to if you’d like, you did save me after all.” Silver says, giving the man and teasing grin, keeping an eye on the reaction of the other from the corner of his vision while also trying to catch a more friendly look of the wolves, with no luck. At the very least the flirting was helping Silver regain his mental and physical footing.



    STATISTICS
    HP: x/y
    MP: x/y
    Spells Used: none
    Abilities Active: none
    Weapons Equipped: none
    Monsters Killed: none
    Other Notes: none
    IVYLEAF33

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    What Was Lost Can Be Found Again (Intro/Open) Pogdvpw


    Yuvon
    Yuvon

    Player 
    Lineage : Victor's Descent
    Position : None
    Posts : 302
    Guild : Silver Woof
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 6,642

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Memory-Make
    Second Magic: Herald of the Deep
    Third Magic:

    Public Re: What Was Lost Can Be Found Again (Intro/Open)

    Post by Yuvon 1st May 2021, 11:19 am

    Yuvon nodded in understanding to the gentleman’s comparison. A tree falling in the middle of nowhere wouldn’t be heard by any soul other than those of the dead still lingering about… but they would often be preoccupied with their own dilemmas and tribulations to pay mind to a single tree. However, here at the Phoenix Mountains, the wolves heard more than you’d think. If they didn’t hear his steps on the crunchy snow, then they wouldn’t have been able to find him this quickly.

    Then again, they were no ordinary wolves…

    Yuvon’s eyes perked up – or, at least, the eye sockets in his mask simulated that action. This long-haired man spoke his tongue as well?! “I-Is Minstrelois this widespread a language? Do they teach that here in Fiore?” he asked bewilderedly, followed by a gallant laughter, “And you speak it gallantly, too! I dare say that you’re Minstrelois yourself, alike Remi and I…!” The masked librarian would vividly clap the long-haired wanderer’s back in assurance, finding him having zoned out for a second. The cold was still getting to him?

    … Nah, maybe he was just taken aback. Yuvon did have a majestic mask on.

    “Huh, seems she’s further behind than I thought…” he mumbled under his steamy breath, releasing vapors into the cold air through the bottom of his mask. The man next to him introduced himself as Silver, the wandering swordsman, carrying his weight to compliment the title and with quite the elegant stature to boot. He had a silvery tongue as well, lashing quite uplifting titles to the masked wizard like ‘the golden hero’ and ‘the dear wolf singer’. “Ahhh, now now, I was lucky to come to your aid in time!” Yuvon replied in a dash of humbleness fitting him, “My name is Yuvon. I’m a scholar and a wizard from Silver Wolf; our headquarters are further up the way here. Allow me to escort you to warmer walls, sheltered from the bristling snow.” Beckoning Silver to follow his lead, Yuvon would keep the weather away from the two of them with the orange sphere and walk up the snowy road.

    “Lehannaaaaaa! Lehannaaaaaaa?! Don’t tell me she got lost… or maybe she went back, suffering shivers,” he worryingly spoke up, trying to figure out whether she ventured to his location or went a separate way. She was a remarkable Scholar, but… maybe it was just her own stature that seeded the need to watch over her like a caring parent, “… Your sword, on your right hip? You must be left-handed, if I must be blunt enough to guess straight away. It’s rare to see left-handed swordsmen… if you want, we can perform some upgrades to your priced weapon, so that danger will shun away at your very sight! A catch, though; any Minstrelois tongue has named his sword, to grant it life as life is granted to you… just like my Agmiin.”

    WC: 487
    TWC: 2242


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