Tenrou Island, an unusually isolated location of unknown coordinates, floating around the vast and endless sea without a clear path. It was a peaceful land, untouched by foreign conquerors for what had been since the beginning of time itself.
It was the home of a small race of magical sprites who went by the name of Fairies. Long ago, they were wary of any outside intrusions and were ready to defend their homes with their lives on the line, even if they met mere, harmless strangers. At some point, they crossed paths with the early members of a rowdy guild now known as Fairy Tail, and they formed a pact with them. Ever since then, Fairy Tail has had the solitary privilege of visiting the magical island.
And then, the impossible took place. A foreign, white ship crashed into the island’s side. Someone had found Tenrou Island without Fairy Tail’s aid, and the Fairies were immediately on guard. Some of the island’s Warrior Fairies decided to use their secret spells to drive away the unwelcome guests, and they formed a group who would then fly towards the beach to confront these intruders.
Not a single one of those brave warriors survived the onslaught.
Not all Fairies were erased from existence on that day. Whoever had opened fire on them had moved directly towards the center of the island, forcing through any destructive or illusory spells thrown at them. These intruders varied greatly in appearances, but they all had a very volatile aura around them, much unlike the patrons of this island. The Fairies here had rarely seen their patrons lately, but one thing was for certain – these guys rivaled some of the most powerful mages that Fairy Tail themselves had ever produced.
They had reached the Core Tree’s roots in no time and bore their way through. All magic on Tenrou Island began to flicker out of control, and fissures began to open up on the ground and release golden mana into the air. The rest of the Fairies who were left on the island sought shelter from the chaos that began to envelop their poor island, desiring to avoid the golden gases that had emerged. Some of these heinous intruders wandered the island in search of someone who would dare oppose them:
“PUTAIN!!!” echoed through the leafy forests, followed by gunshots travelling in all directions, “That shithead of a Guildmaster took all of the funny wasps for himself! These remaining sa mère can’t even grant a humble Tempest a fair brawl!” The smoke from his flintlock pistols covered most of his face, making the pirate appear far more demonic than he actually was… in one way or another…
None of the other members had much patience with him, so he was left to wander the island on his own. A group of three were further trying to figure out where and when these Fairy Tail wizards would appear; causing all of this havoc on the island would alert them sooner or later, and a good ambush could guarantee that their heist runs smoothly. One of these three, a figure clad in Midijin robes and a white mask, was carrying a blonde, taller lady by her arm due to an injury on her leg caused by one of the previous Warrior Fairies’ Secret Spell. Safe to say, the blonde madame was fuming and didn’t say a word, while the other blonde in the group – that being an eccentric, pink-clothed male – appeared to walk behind a tree and appear behind another very frequently. “Could you stop trying to mock me, LouLou?! Con, I have half a mind to coat the trees with your-“
“Madame, madame, by all means, do not worsen your injuri- WAOAHAHAHAH, HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!” LouLou was about to retort, only to be met by a huge spike in Sangreal’s magic power. She was about to send him flying, so he hid behind a tree and appeared to just… phase out of existence for her. Yet, one arm stuck itself out from behind the tree and held up its index finger. “If… I may suggest that we regroup with Master Acennan and, peut être, take part in that huge source of mana that he was sooooooooooooooooooo enthusiastic about-“
“N-Not if those Fairy Tail guys are on their way right now! Stay on guard, we’ll take them by surprise and that’s that!”
As you could imagine by now, not all of them were outside…
In the meantime, deep within the crown root of the Core Tree where a brightened cave was located, a white-clad swordsman stood at the edge to look over the glittery pool below. He was accompanied by a humanoid figure made of shining metal and a strangely calm priest who also had signs of Midijin origin. The swordsman, however, was about to leap off from the root that they were standing on, deserving of a warning from the iron-bodied entity: “If that mana begins to eat away at you, consider our deal over.” What looked to be a snicker was quickly suppressed, and a faint smile escaped the swordsman’s face.
“I'm willing to bet on the contrary. Just make sure to guard the entrance, should those sacks of shit get any ideas.”
That was the swordsman’s plan; to transfer all of this mana into a source of power for the mages of Raven Plume, subsequently taking away a lot of Fairy Tail’s power in the meantime. It wasn’t fair that one guild held this much potential all for themselves, after all. And if Fairy Tail were to arrive and retaliate, then their own magic power would only disappear much faster due to the swordsman’s violation of the Core Tree. It would be suicide to fight against them now.
He bet that not many people, even among Fairy Tail’s ranks themselves, knew about this source of power. It was like a culmination of magic power saved over many years, linking with the Guild Mark of each and every Fairy Tail mage that had ever walked into the hall. Acennan’s plan was simple; to make that huge source of power a property of Raven Plume instead, and handicapping all of Fairy Tail in the meantime.
With that said, Acennan jumped down and submerged his legs into the pool. The pool’s glittery fluids rose up his body as veins, coating his skin and surrounding his Guild Mark located on the back of his left hand. It changed form…
“… What a dumb appearance. It looks more like Fairy Tail’s now…” he scoffed under his angered breath. Yet, the surge of power inside of him made him smile again, and he acclimated with a declaration: “I guess if that’s how things will turn out, then… how about we go by the name of Raven Tail from now on?!” In his eyes, names meant very little, but it was nonetheless a very petty jab that he took pleasure in.
With the mana beginning to assimilate with his Guild Mark, the similar Marks on all of the other Raven Plume members began to light up and change into the new look. They were now Raven Tail… and more powerful than before. With a whole new source of mana to tap into at their behest.
Very conveniently, the Guildmaster of Fairy Tail had prepared a little come-together for all of his guild’s members via a wide variety of grilled meat and vegetables available for the members to partake in, and various beverages to flush down the munchies as well. This was located right outside of the guild’s back end, on the grassy plain leading up towards Fairy Hills – a small, white tent house was raised to accommodate most of the members, and benches and stools were also provided along with a joyous bonfire. You could walk straight out of the guild’s lounge through the back entrance on the large, glass view and into the grill place, accompanied by an orange, setting sun…
It was times like these that made Mura fall in love with the guild back when he was younger. He sincerely hoped that some of the other members would warm up to the company and enjoy it just as much… but he knew that not everyone desired close company of this kind. Yet, he wouldn’t treat them coldly or leave them out of anything, and they were just as welcome as the rest to try out his grilled teriyaki, grilled mushrooms, grilled oysters, grilled tomatoes, grilled chicken skewers and grilled scallops. Mura didn’t hold back when it came to Midijin cuisines…
“A’right, my teriyaki is ready if any of you want to taste…!” he proclaimed proudly, “It’s not every day you get to try my country’s priced recipes, so make sure to savor it all!” It was about the time when he wiped his forehead with his prosthetic arm that something began bristling… that being his Guild Mark. As well as the Guild Mark on every other Fairy Tail mage. Mura quickly noticed the changing glows in their marks and rose an eyebrow, before the sudden and sharp drain in mana took him by surprise.
It came to a halt, but a significant amount of mana had been drained out. It began naturally regenerating, but it was at such a slow rate and felt like someone had bit a chump off of him. He glanced around at sonic speed, but to no avail – no signs of ambushers casting some draining spells on them from a distance. Was it to do with their Guild Marks? What was going on with them?!
Personal WC: 1609
Total WC: 1609
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand the Guild-Scale has begun! I will give 10 days per round for you guys and gals to reply to before my next post. We start outside the Guild Hall at the grass plains, where Mura has put up a grill, so feel very free to gather around there >:D
I will keep track of the total WC, so you guys make sure to keep count of your own, personal WC totals. This will be important for when you reap the rewards of this Event in the end. Thank you for joining, and Wwthout further ado, let's have a memorable Event!
- Raven Tail Hex Codes:
- #0033ff = Tempest
#ff6600 = Sangreal
#808080 = Regi
#66ffff = Kagami
#cc9966 = Jahal
#ff66ff = LouLou
#cc3333 = Hachiman
#66cccc = Praise
#ffffff = Acennan