John Flamesinger

John turned to answer Cheh's question. "Some of it, we trade for. Most of it was mined from the planets crust, one of the reasons we settled here. We... do occasionally invade other planets, but we haven't since before I was born." He gazed at the lights as they pulsed in the colors of green and blue, mimicking Alyssa's hair. A small ding came from the corner, and a screen pulled up. Alyssa walked over, and sighed. They forgot to bring her favorite scent. No matter, even if it didn't smell like the sea, she could make it smell like... The forest scent waved over her, lessening in strength as it flowed across the room, so that it didn't surprise her guests. Alyssa went to the center of the room, and closed her eyes, bringing her legs into a meditation position but remaining at the same height. Water began to flow around her, drawn out of the air only to be replaced by the room, and twisted around her in strange shapes.

John joined Alyssa at the window, gazing at the flying objects outside. "Home, sweet home," he said, keeping his tone neutral as he pronounced the Gathen syllables. "You brought that on yourself." "So I did." -------------------------- 4,923 Standard Orbits Earlier, Public Relations Stand, T.O. "... Orders voted unanimous: John Magiccaller is a rebel, and a danger to Gathen society and The Universe. He has 16 magic beats to leave Gathen Space, or he will be executed. May Corielatha guide John in his decision." John stood numbly at the back of the crowd. Leave? 16 Beats? Executed? No, the Orders couldn't of unanimously voted to exile him... could they? The Windspears and the Waterbreathers couldn't agree on anything any more, not since Alyssa and Koling became holders. Addison tapped him on the shoulder. "John, I'll help pack your things." John shook his head. "You shouldn't. Not now. When I leave, you'll become holder. If you're seen helping me, it'll make it worse for you when you take power, even with what I've done already." Addison raised her eyebrow. "So what, I'm supposed to watch you go and not help you? I don't care what they say, I'm your sister, and I'm helping you. That's final." -------------------------------------- Present Day, Waterbreather Estates, 3rd Point in the Order Triangle. "You still voted against me." "What else was I supposed to do? You were gathering an army. You were going to attack other Gathen. We couldn't afford a civil war. We're already losing a War that could mean life or no life in the next Universe. It's our job to protect that future, and you were in the way." "You could of let people know some things." "We Couldn't, you know that now. Corielatha - " "Corielatha made it clear what was supposed to be kept from general knowledge and what wasn't. You hid to much." "You changed that." "One of the perks of the position."

Alyssa looked around, and smiled as she looked around her home. A magnificent bow hung on the wall, with runes carved into it, all of them glowing. She smiled wider as her translator started back up. "Welcome to my home." She beamed at everyone, and walked to the giant window at one end of the room. 4 million stories went down to the ground, and beneath you could see a huge circle of water; the only source of it on the planet. "If you need anything, let me know and I'll see if I can get it for you. Outside, traffic of flying Gathen in their magical forms, dark outlines filled with their form of Light Magic, and drones of various models flew by. In the distance, a coffin the size of Earth's Moon was orbiting the planet.

Alyssa and John concentrated on Failen, giving him extreme amounts of Light Magic. John lessened the flow a little bit, so that he could focus on casting spells around all the humans in order to make sure that they weren't crushed by the extreme gravity of their home world. Once he was done, he refocused on Failen.

Alyssa and John lightly touched Failen on each shoulder, and forged a connection to Light Magic. "Whenever you're ready." John looked Failen in the eye. @Eluvianii @I think I am here. @Dr. Dapper @Sorana @ShadowLord_Lith

John hesitated. Alyssa stepped forward. My first bow. It's at my home. She extended her arm, and a watery bow that cooled to ice formed in her hand. Would this work?

John perked up. Light Magic. Yes, of course. Failen, he thought, directing it to both him and Alyssa, if you had the help of two powerful beings of Light Magic and a much bigger supply than what you're probably used to, could you open the portal somewhere else?

"The sun is not fire." John looked at Cheh, his gaze piercing. "It's similar, but not similar enough. Even if it was," and at this he looked up. His voice quieted. "Even if it was, even before the Fall, only a Magic could stop a Supernova." "We need to think. Maybe someone can think of something like... like...". Realization swept across his face. "Something like a portal."

"Because Rydin is right. The sun is going to explode." He looked at them. All of them. "I know you aren't here by choice most of you, and I know that some of you must hate me for doing it, and by extension Alyssa, but I need you to listen to me. Please." This was something John had ever done. He always commanded, and watched as people scrambled to listen to him. But he felt this was better.

John continued staring at the sky, watching the light undulate. He leapt to his feet, followed by Alyssa. "We need to get off planet. Now."

John let Alyssa know that they were leaving, and set off, intending to lead the group. After crashing through the brush for a bit, he came across a clearing, with the fog still prevalent to his right. And then he saw Alyssa disappearing into the woods. That can't be right, she was going to watch the groups... back... Alyssa? Yeah? I just left the clearing we were in. I just entered. The light levels of the clearing began to flunctuate, and both Alyssa and John's heads shot up toward the sky. They saw the sun, as the amount of light being released started to change. "Oh no," John whispered in Gathen. They needed to go, since anything that happened to the star had happened 20 minutes before, as they were 20 lightminutes in orbital distance. They slumped to the ground, and John used only his mind as he projected his misery to the world. Oh No. @Sorana @Eluvianii @I think I am here. @ShadowLord_Lith @Blessing of Potency @Dr. Dapper

Yes, we know that Tanavast was a Sentient Species capable of holding Investiture. This means that he would of had a CS. And we know he was a Sentient Species because a Shard almost Requires one (Though I might be wrong on that, see Preservation, as he wasn't completely Human, just enough to prevent the Shard from Diffusing), and Tanavast held the Shard of Honor. Other than that, Wandering Investor answered the question.

John talked to Alyssa in Gathen for a moment, and turned to Jessy. "Yes. As we saw, Alyssa was able to go into the fog the first time, but she ended up behind us. Then she tried touching it, and it burned her. For all we know, it's because it built up a tolerance of some kind to her, or it changes the longer we wait and becomes more deadly. We'll have to go around." @Sorana

John thought for a moment. "I guess." --- Alyssa listened to the thought that Failen gave her. A title? I guess you could call it that, she thought to him. But it's so much more than a title. It's a life, a heritage. She looked at John. His - his is so much more. He was the first Gathen to change 'titles' as you call it, in over 6 Billion Orbits. Ask him some time what he was before he was Flamesinger, then you'll understand. It was only through a fluke that this happened. She walked away, and stood at the edge of the fog. What was it? She reached out to touch it, and her fingers burned when they made contact. She pulled her hand back, the burns slowly fading away already, and continued gazing at it. @ShadowLord_Lith @I think I am here.

John frowned. Last names? Family titles and places in society, was perhaps the closest thing. "Flamesinger," he said. He relayed the question to Alyssa. Waterbreather, she thought to Failen in confusion. Why did he want to know? And wasn't it obvious by her 'hairdo' that covered her head?

"It's her," John said, nodding sharply in Alyssa's direction. "The EMP took out the translator she was using, since she's never learned English, but in the mind all languages are the same." He turned, and saw Cheh's confusion. "If you can't hear her, then don't worry. Most people can't." -------------------------- Sometimes, I wonder what would've happened if I was in charge, instead of my parents. But then I realized that it was for the best. There needs to be balance, and the Gathen were chosen last time. It's the Humans turn now, and they need the Gathen. Without Light Magic however, the Gathen would die, which means there also needs to be a Dark Magic. And Humanity would be without a guide if it wasn't for the Gathen. We are halfway through the lifetime of this Universe, and the Gathen can't help Humanity without Light Magic fully awake. My mother is needed soon, but the only thing that can wake her is a song of fire. It is for that reason I sent them help, with Failen and Cenna, and that is the reason why they need to wait for the star to supernova. It should only take a few hours, and then we shall see why they were put together, to help Light Magic. Are you sure this is the way, Grey? It has to be the way, for it's the only way. Very well, I will do my best. What if Dark - Dark won't find out. I'm on my way. Thank you, you two. I'm not sure what I would do without you. You're welcome. *You're Welcome ^*

At this, John turned around and raised his eyebrow at Alyssa. Blue? Really? I can't control how others see my thoughts. Uh huh. Cenna, have you heard something like this before? Voices, in your head she means. While this conversation of the mind was taking place, John answered Failen out loud. "It could be both, honestly. Or it could be neither, it depends what magic system and what magic source was used to create it."

John relayed what Cheh and Failen had said to Alyssa, and she thought for a moment, before walking into the fog. There was a snapping sound behind the group and she stumbled out of the forest. She frowned when she saw the group and the fog ahead of them. Definitely Magical, she projected to John and Failen. Then she stopped, and looked at Jessy, Cenna, Rydin, and the two Stand users that had come to take Rydin. Can you hear me, any of you? @Sorana @Blessing of Potency @Dr. Dapper