Scars of Hathsin

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Aaron glances at Jenny, and yells "Why exactly won't I kill him, if he threatens anyone again he may be meeting the pointy end of my sword, or most likely strangulation via plants"

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I have until about this time next year, as shown in my bio. I don't know how to feel about it, because yay no more school, but uhhh. UNI

I have a few assignments to work on. Yay.... (Some are the last assessments I will be doing for a subject) (Yr 12, Woohoo) But noooo... cause I want to be on the shard

Arranis glances at the blade that sat on the table in front of him. A beautifully crafted weapon, of some origin, maybe a master blacksmith. he admires the runes going down the centre of the blade. They look magical, but I can not sense any magic He breathes in the air, intent on using the magic. It feels like a bomb going off in his body, magic floods through him, more than any other world he had been on apart from TLT. Maybe it has something to do with the creation of these worlds, and their intent on the world. Light pours off his body, and he taps into the wells of his other powers, each stored in breaths, to keep them seperate, in case something happened to them in worlds. A sword materialises oddly in his left hand, like dark slivers of the planet drawn into the shape. Other powers infuse him, and he seems to glow from the inside with power. Insurmountable power. I am sure I could be a god in a world if I choose. That may be fun he says to his spren, which appears next to him once again. Dont ever keep me locked away like that again she says, slapping his face. Holding onto the energy and consuming more, he says to the others. "On three, we pour the magic in, if anyone else wants to contribute, now would be the time." @Edema Rue@ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ@RoyalBeeMage@justice magician

Aries, Random Road That does make sense he thinks to himself, but who do I want to anger more, Fish, my boss, or some jumped up whippersnapper, who will probably lead to me being killed by not following Fish's orders... "I am going to continue with the job I have been given. getting on Fish's bda side is not something I want to get on" Aries calls back over his shoulder. This illusion epic though might earn you some credit to be more than a lackey. He swears he has a little angel on one shoulder and demon on the other. No, I am going to do my job

A wave of something slammed into him, threatening to send him into an unconscious state again. "No, mother, I am doing all I can" he yells suddenly. He feels the plants still doing his bidding. The unnatural amount of fear and terror starts to drown him. What am I sacred of he thinks as he breaks away from eye sight of the other half blood, continuing to send his lattice of plants as a barrier, breaking the sight between the two.

Aaron, painstakingly sent plants through the ground, putting them on all sides of the semi - invisible figure. Reinforcing them with others, in a wide barrier around the figure. Hopefully the smell will distract him. He waits a few minutes as they talk. Sending all of the plants, not towards the person in particular, but all around them, crafting a cage, thick enough that not even Roy's spear may get through, with it's damned electricity.

Aaron gritted his teeth. It takes someone of considerable skill to evade me he thinks to himself. He glances at the seeds in his hand. Screw it he chucks a big handful of them on the ground. Sending them into an early bloom, making there smell sickening, cloying, and ever present. Much like death itself

Aaron hears this conversation from in the shelter. Lets take this guy out He concentrates on the plants in the area first, growing them slowly towards the voice. Try and scare my friends now sending the plants in a frenzy, to grow around the other half blood

"Storms, No." Arranis says, recoiling in surprise. "Having everyone bow to me, and swear by my name. Nope" he laughs. "Could you honestly tell me that I could be a semi divine being" He laughs mockingly again over his shoulder . He watches as the bandages get ripped out of Eleo's hand. He was not surprised, but did nothing. He did play a good game he feels a sense of agreement with his spren. Although they were opposite sides of the metaphorical game board. He knew a person that upholded their morals when he saw them. Even if they did not agree on them. Much like other Radiant orders. He continues to walk away from the building. Determined to find where this Pseudo - Inquisitor was hiding.

Aaron watches as the plants grow, releasing their putrid smell. Yes, he urges the plant to grow an inordinate amount of seeds. Which he harvests. This could be useful in poison maybe. What an interesting plant.

"As long as it is non magical in any way shape of form. I repeat in any way shape or form. It will be fine." Arranis says. Storms I hate repeating myself.

"Sentient" Arranis corrects him. "Well sleeper, we can not use your sword, as it is already sentient, as it is a being." He looks around at the other faces. 'Any other weapons available, it could be anything, a spear to a sword, or a gun. As long as it is non magical." @RoyalBeeMage@Invisible@ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ@justice magician@Edema Rue

Arranis, Bendalloy Bar, Mistwarrens "Do not talk to me that way, Boy" Arranis says, in a quiet tone, that carried a surprising amount of venom. "I have been around thousands of years longer than you. You would break at the thought of what I have been through and done." He glances at Asylum again. "I know this guys family quite well. He will escape no matter what we do, and you just need to trust me on that. He will live, and will be back before we know it. The thing I am most worried about, is who he works for." 'And to answer your ignorant question, I have altered my ideals, I protect things greater than one person, I protect entire planets, and universes, if one person has to die for me to protect the greater good. Than so be it." He turns on his heel, walking away from the building. That was a bit harsh Astryn comments dryly. Yes, but that kid needs to learn, if he wants to be of any help. He sends the thought back. @RoyalBeeMage

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"Nope Just a lot of magic, but lucky stuff would be good, though it may make it sentient, and be extremely lucky, which may not be something we want." Arranis cautiously says

'Are we heading out yet" Aaron wines from inside one of the shelters they had found. "And can you stop messing with the temperature Jenny, it is messing with my plants I have stored" Inside the shelter, Aaron looks at the small seeds in his hand. The ones from the death flower that Jenny had found. He puts on in the ground. Please work still. He sends out a small amount of energy towards the plant.

District Orodain It turns out, living in a house with a 5 year old, and being 13 yrs old, and being responsible for the said 5 yr old, who was also depressed, from a recent event. Was really hard. Since cremating their mother less than a week ago. Douglas had to get another job, to help pay for stuff, such as clothes, food, and other essentials for his brother and himself. Some days that required doing some ... not so good stuff. Like petty theft here and there. "I don't want to eat the bwoccoli" Aiden moaned. As he sat up at the table, pushing the food around his plate. A sad aura still hanging around him. "Storms" Douglas cursed under his breath. "Just eat the damn food" he wanted to yell at him. But he kept a serene air. Which he was sure did not fool his brother, as he said "Are you mad at me?" he said suddenly. Rusting empathy "I just want you to eat your food" Douglas says once again, bottling his emotions away. "If you do, i will teach you to some jobs" he says tauntingly. Normally, he was sure that kids his age did not want to work in peoples gardens, but however for some reason, his brother wanted to do it. His brother looks at him. "Really?" Douglas nods, and his brother starts wolfing down his food. Hunger Games Arena (North) Douglas sits back against the rock wall. His breath slowing down to a normal rate. First ever fight, he thinks to himself. And first ever kill he glances at the body again. Making sure that it was well and truly dead. Still can't believe I did that he thinks to himself. Goraning, he stands up. The chill from the wind, aching his bones, ignoring the wool blanket he had wrapped around his shoulders. He looks down into the other parts of the arena again. Noticing things he did not before with his sight. A village he thinks to himself, probably dangerous. He scans the area in an opposite loop, noticing holes in the ground matching one of the creatures from his journal. And a small group at the cornucopia. Well, Well, Well. Let's go meet them shall we. He picks up his small pack, stuffing his few belongings in it, and climbing slowly down the mountain that dominated the North side of the arena. @Lord Spirit @RoyalBeeMage

Aries, Fish's Office "Ok" he drawls'. Dang it, I wanted to meet this other epic. He silently curses. And now I am stuck with babysitting duty. Other Epics, maned having sharing duty with swordfish that, as it was mostly to keep him out of trouble, and out of Fish's way. He sighs once again, taking another quick look around the aquarium. I wonder if Sundew's power works on water plants, like the ones in the tanks. "Oh well" he mutters Following Swordfish, out onto the streets he jogs back towards the edges of the floating island.

"I dont think so", Arranis mentions back handedly. "He seems to have died, but maybe he will come back. Those things do happen"