Scars of Hathsin

"That thing spoke into my mind" Arranis whispers. It said "Unite Feast Change" I think those are the intents, and that it is a mix from all of the powers that were put into it. I think I am change, as I wanted for it to change, Penn I think you are Unite, and Feast is Roy's"

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"Neither have I, and I have been around some extreme circumstances" He looks once again at the crystals. "I think we almost made a god here. From my world such condensation of power may have done it. But I am unsure in this one" Arranis says worried. He picks up the sword that lay on the stone table. It left a glowing afterimage where it had been, which slowly dispersed. The white power still seemed to drip off the blade, almost like liquid. Unite, Feast, Change, the sword booms in his head, sounding like the three that had poured magic into the blade. he drops it, where it bounces on the ground. Liquid soon pools around it, and as Arranis looks closely, he notices a warp in the air, like the bending of time space, or maybe the universe, emitting from the collection of liquid. "I think we have made it too powerful"

Edited now. Sorry Raven

I would be willing on doing some world building. Have to wait till I am home to access google docs however.

Home, District Orodain Douglas awakes to the small slits of sunlight, that broke through the heavy drapes covering the windows. His mother had helped with the creation of those, as his brother, or him for that matter, would be awakened by the smallest amount of light that penetrated a room. "That plan is working extremely well" he mutters to himself, as he sits up in the bed, trying not to disturb the other form that lay close by. He slips out of the bed, going over and closing the blinds properly, making sure that no light came into the room. Who knew I could turn a weakness into a strength, just by leaving the blinds open the smallest bit, he had allowed for himself to wake up from the light, and not his brother. He hears a muffled snore coming from the bed again. He grabs his only set of clothes from the end of the bed where he had them splayed out, ready to slip on, and to go to work. As he buttons up his shirt, he walks out of the back room, and into the kitchen, where one of the neighbours is using. "Morning" he whispers. She nods back at him. Good idea to rent the front rooms, allows for someone to look after Aiden, and we still get a few dollars of rent. He wolfs down some grainy loaf, that looked somewhat like bread. Don't think about what is in it. He repeats to himself. He then grabs his felt hat from on the shelf, and walks out the door, to get a start on his work. Hunger Games Arena Douglas walks down the small slope that lead down to the centre part of the arena, and towards the cornucopia, where smoke rose lazily into the air. He engages his talent. Noticing the two forms that were in the building. I can't take them both at once he thinks. "So friendship is an option". He continues walking towards the small group. @RoyalBeeMage@Lord Spirit

Arranis, Mistwarrens Arranis, stumbles away from the building, leaving behind that arrogant stoneward, and the theifs. "What’s your ideal? Windrunner! Your supposed to protect everyone I hope that you brought them all to safety" he mutters to himself mockingly. As he approaches the high street, he ducks his head, not showing it to anyone but the ground. He feels people bump into him, some accident, and some in an attempt to grab things from his pockets. He feels hands reach under his cloak, and they find nothing and quickly withdraw. He lifts his eyes to stare at every single one of the people that tried to rob him, giving them a glare that he had practiced. They normally looked away. Can you find anything on the Pseudo-Inquisitor he says rather snappily to Astryn. No need to get snappy at me, young man, She twirls off into the streets, and his enters another bar, that hopefully does not contain any dangerous criminals.

Aaron groaned, as he slowly lowered the plants, releasing his control over them. I have never used my powers so much in such a short period of time. His mind seems to beat like it's own drum, pounding into his skull. Jenny slowly gets set on the ground, from her loft. He releases his final control over the plants, and a black weight hits him, tyring to drag him into unconsciousness again. No, there is still danger.

Aries Aries hesitated, a frown on his face, as he concentrated on his own thoughts. What he says is true. But do I want to obey Fish. Yes. The answer seems to pop into his mind on his own violation. Yet, it feels wrong, even to himself. WHy do I want to be someone's lackey. To gain importance, and so they can make decisions for you his head seems to say. Memories surface, of another life, following in someone else's shadow. His brothers. 15 yrs, 11 & 1/2 months ago "Come on Aaron, stop being such a baby." his brother yells at him, from the outside of his room. Aaron lay on his bed, his Mickey Mouse covers over his head crying, and holding a torn toy in his hands. The two pieces of his stuffed sheep, were mangled, edges frayed. "Sheepy, sheepy, sheepy" he cried. Holding it against him. His brother had decided for him that it was time that he stopped playing with his stuffed toys. That is what had started the fight, and had ended with his brother tearing most of them in two, including the one he had had since the day he was born. It was a small white fluffy creature, that held so much importance to him, especially after his mother had died. His brother slams on the door again, the hinges creaking at the treatment, bending somewhat. The lights flicker this time, as his brother whacks the door again, and again, and again. During one of these times, the lights go out, and the darkness traps him, and he hears the door shatter. Present Day Do I want to be anyone's lackey, after what happened then. No. The answer rings in his body. This time however, he knows that it feels right. "I will not be anyone's lackey, least of all yours Swordfish." Aries calls out to the other Epic. "So you can go and search for this missing epic of yours, but don't drag me into something that you will not be able to finish."

Arranis feels the power slowly start to turn into a trickle, as his body starts to leak more and more magic. Looks like a limit to holding magic, especially for times. The funny thing was that he could feel exactly what happened with these lines of magic. "Penn?" Arranis queries, "did you do something between me and my magics, they have been altered a bit." He glances at the katana that they had made, it glowed like a bright light, radiant white smoke streaming off it, dripping onto the ground, creating small but noticeable crystal pieces on the ground. These same crystals also were dotted around the place, covering some of the walls, and floor, and ceiling. Each growing with their own light, and shade. I think that may have been us @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ@justice magician@RoyalBeeMage@Edema Rue@Invisible@TheRavenHasLanded

"Is that all of the basilisks gone." Aaron yells, straining to still keep Jenny up in the air, using his gifts. Sweat beaded on his head, and he heavedin exhaustion. No one knows the strength both mentally and physically to control plants.

I took the test a while ago, and got Windrunner, followed closely by Lightweaver, and Edgedancer. After reassessing myself and doing the test again. I got Lightweaver, followed by Elsecaller

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*throws up in mouth* Reported another one, hope a mod gets them soon *further retches in bucket*

Aaron turns around at the hiss. Monster his instincts kick in and he sends plants towards the creature, in an attempt of it's path. He falters however as he finds that they go through the plants, like they were not there. Abominations. He sees Jenny struggling, and sends plants after her instead. Lifting her off the ground, and stalking towards the creatures, his sword appearing in his hand.

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"I told you so" Arranis said to Falvan. @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ

Arranis lashes all of his energy into the sword, using the energy of a plot blade of character development , his immense power of his radiant abilities, pouring magic into the blade. White light pours from him, and the area around him starts to crystallise, glowing with their own energy. Fascinating, he continues to pour, being a conduit for the vast energy of the world, to the blade. Changing it. @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ@Edema Rue@justice magician

"Yuck" Aaron spits, "Sounds like an old man's name" he says tauntingly.

"So you just happened to follow us" Could have been godly guidance, or fate I suppose.

'I agree" Aaron called from across the campsite. "We cant just have random people trailing us, no matter their intentions." he shivers to himself Creepy

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How cute Aaron thinks to himself, propelling himself away from the frost that was covering the ground. She keeps pulling out new tricks. Kind of unfair He glares at the new guy. Trying to intimidate him with his 12 yr olds anger, and rage.