Channelknight Fadran Posted November 19, 2020 Posted November 19, 2020 2 minutes ago, Condensation said: "Okay, good. I can't tell when you're joking." 1 minute ago, AmazingGoob said: "Before we continue any further, can we get an explanation for all this? What's this war you mentioned? Who's Fadran? "We're finding a mishmash of loosely related entities who are currently trying to overthrow a corrupt emperor. I'm not sure how far they've gotten. As for Fadran..." Ayia smiled. "I guess you'll see. He's an interesting guy."
Enter a username Posted November 19, 2020 Posted November 19, 2020 Quote How close are they to the camp?
Channelknight Fadran Posted November 19, 2020 Posted November 19, 2020 1 minute ago, Enter a username said: How close are they to the camp? Quote No idea. Connie? @Condensation
Condensation she/her Posted November 19, 2020 Posted November 19, 2020 Just now, Channelknight Fadran said: @Condensation Quote Run into the others in the tree line. The camp is... being relocated right now.
Goob he/him Posted November 19, 2020 Posted November 19, 2020 6 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said: "We're finding a mishmash of loosely related entities who are currently trying to overthrow a corrupt emperor. I'm not sure how far they've gotten. As for Fadran..." Ayia smiled. "I guess you'll see. He's an interesting guy." "How interesting? I've met so many interesting people over the years that interesting has become average."
Channelknight Fadran Posted November 19, 2020 Posted November 19, 2020 10 minutes ago, Condensation said: Run into the others in the tree line. The camp is... being relocated right now. Quote Should we migrate to FotT OG, then? 7 minutes ago, AmazingGoob said: "How interesting? I've met so many interesting people over the years that interesting has become average." "Pretty interesting. Makes me look like a normal person."
Channelknight Fadran Posted November 19, 2020 Posted November 19, 2020 Quote Very well. Everyone; now is the time to transfer to "The Fellowship of the Thing: I'm Bored, Let's Mess Around" so that we can continue the plot!
Negative_Null They/Them Posted November 24, 2020 Author Posted November 24, 2020 Chrysler pops out of a portal just behind the rest of her group, then runs after them, trying to clean some monster guts off her shirt. She was not looking forward to seeing Vale again.
Negative_Null They/Them Posted November 24, 2020 Author Posted November 24, 2020 Quote I saw, I just wanted to post something to transition And also I'm procrastinating reading through the massive backlog of the main thread I'm sure is there.
Condensation she/her Posted December 1, 2020 Posted December 1, 2020 Quote Da da da... just posting something to keep this awake while we're away.
Mist she/her Posted January 23, 2021 Posted January 23, 2021 Quote Kay, so Connie and I were thinking about how T could end up here when she storms off in a fit of rage Also sorry 2ish month necro
Condensation she/her Posted January 23, 2021 Posted January 23, 2021 Quote It's all right, I'm sure we can find some way to forgive you.
Channelknight Fadran Posted January 23, 2021 Posted January 23, 2021 Quote Yeah, it was my stupid idea to bring this thread into FotT OG, like, three days after it debuted.
Condensation she/her Posted January 24, 2021 Posted January 24, 2021 Quote Well, we're about to bring it back to life!
Mist she/her Posted January 25, 2021 Posted January 25, 2021 A speck of magic appeared, rapidly expanding into a young woman, upright, but unconscious. She falls. Asleep, she remembers. The marketplace bustled with people, dressed in all sorts of colors, and with all sorts of abilities. Tara tried not to stare at the Fielders dressed in slightly glowing white clothes, the Aeternals with a shadow following them, and the Aurals with wings as part of their clothes. Occasionally, she saw someone displaying their abilities and started to linger, but her mother gently urged her on. “But Mother,” she said, “I want to watch them use their powers.” “We’re in a hurry right now, Tara.” “Mom, please.” She was dragging her feet now. Her mother sighed. “We can’t stop now, but if you cooperate, we can stop and see the Ardentes on our way home.” Tara thought about it, then settled down, content with the promise of later entertainment. As they pushed through the crowds of people, dressed largely in pastels, pale colors, shades of grey, Tara struggled to keep close to her mom. Eventually, they left the main thoroughfare, settling onto a narrow cobblestone alleyway. Efren picked up her pace, late to her appointment with Tawny. She finally reached her destination, a weatherworn shop with a sign labeled simply Fielding. She entered the shop, open on the front, with a weary look, although Tara didn’t notice at the time. “Can I stay outside?” “I don’t know, can you?” Efren said jokingly. “Sure, but stay close, Tara. I want you to be safe.” Tara scampered a few shops down, where she found a shop that looked far more welcoming than the others, also open to the air. The walls were painted with a deep purple color, and verdant art hung on them. The landscapes were painted masterfully, with bright colors, pale skies, yellow fields, pure snowscapes, brilliant sunsets. “Hello there, child,” said a man from within the shop. Tara stepped back for a moment before rising to the perceived challenge. “I’m not a child. I’m about to be apprenticed,” she said proudly, putting her hands on her hips. “And my name’s Tara.” “Okay then, Apprentice Tara. Where’s your father? Even for apprentices, it’s dangerous to wander the alleyways.” “My dad’s working. My mom’s just over there, in that shop with the grey wood.” She paused for a moment, then remarked, “What’s your name?” “I’m Artifex.” His brow furrowed for a minute as he considered the shop. “Do you know what she’s doing there?” “She hadn’t said,” said Tara immediately. “Who did all of these paintings?” “I did. Do you like them?” “Oh so much!” she said. “How did you do it?” Artifex paused for a moment. “Magic,” he said, then regretted it immediately. “Practice. A great amount of practice.” “Can I see them closer? Actually, can you show me how?” “Not without time, little one. Not without time.” He walked around the counter and lifted her up onto it. She peered closely at the paintings, marveling at the texture variance and the bright colors. 1
Channelknight Fadran Posted January 25, 2021 Posted January 25, 2021 47 minutes ago, Mist said: A speck of magic appeared, rapidly expanding into a young woman, upright, but unconscious. She falls. Asleep, she remembers. "Umm... hello? Are you okay?"
Mist she/her Posted January 25, 2021 Posted January 25, 2021 She lays on the ground, unconscious, not responding.
Condensation she/her Posted January 25, 2021 Posted January 25, 2021 Hiiri looked up - then realised she was still invisible. She slowly faded in and unconsciously shrank into herself. "She'll be fine."
Channelknight Fadran Posted January 25, 2021 Posted January 25, 2021 1 minute ago, Condensation said: Hiiri looked up - then realised she was still invisible. She slowly faded in and unconsciously shrank into herself. "She'll be fine." Alex yelped and fell backwards. "AH!"
Condensation she/her Posted January 25, 2021 Posted January 25, 2021 1 minute ago, Channelknight Fadran said: Alex yelped and fell backwards. "AH!" "Sorry, sorry. I know it's startling."
Channelknight Fadran Posted January 25, 2021 Posted January 25, 2021 1 minute ago, Condensation said: "Sorry, sorry. I know it's startling." "Were you... like, invisible, or something?"
Condensation she/her Posted January 25, 2021 Posted January 25, 2021 2 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said: "Were you... like, invisible, or something?" "Yes. Unnoticeable, to be precise."
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