The Stormfather

Mark walks to the door before the others. "Hi!" He looks around. "I don't live here. I think most of them are still asleep, oddly."

An isle, No moon Flying high, in the sky, One mostly unreachable by mortals, Home of the One.

The isle The isle that's high The isle in the sky!

The gemstone dissolves into light, reforms in front of the orb and in lightly launched at Glinte, bouncing off of his chest and not really doing anything more. Hee hee hee...

Mark enters the house he was at the night before, the odd interaction at the door making him assume that he was allowed to enter, (Dang it I switched tenses there) and walks over to the TV. "Maj... Show what's happening to Maj..." Mark looks around himself, waiting. The image, cutting between different tributes, didn't show Maj for a time. "Something's wrong." Eventually, the camera rested on Mark's friend for a time. It showed him, still pursued by the Greenspine, trying to convince it to leave him alone. "Just like Arc did." Mark muttered. "Mathri really did like his story too much." I've heard of him through all of my childhood, Arc. I'm even kind of named after him. Why do we honor him? Why do we think of him as good, when all he was was a liar and a trickster? Mark sighs and walks into the kitchen, seeing if anyone is awake.

I wish I could have been sleeping, Mark thought.

The bullet goes through the orb. How dare you! A second, smaller orb manifests in front of it, and solidifies into a chunk of sapphire, which is launched at Tenth as if from a sling. (So kinda fast but not actually that damaging.)

"Hey! You!" A whisper comes from in the shadows beside him. "Are they gone?"

"Oh, sorry for being so early!" Mark says apologetically. "I heard once that you often get up early. I'm realizing now it may have been sarcasm." Mark shrugs, clearly in a better mood than the day before, after his sleep. "I... Well, I was up, and thought I may as well come by. I wanted to make sure that Marewill is okay, after yesterday..."

Suddenly, the orb floating in the air moves towards Tenth. To exit the circle is heresy! You have betrayed the One!

Mark knocks on the door to the house fairly early in the morning.

"Then get it later, O Beastly One! WIll you fight me here, where you can hardly see and are slowing by the second, or will you leave, to return and attack as a surprise? You cannot catch me on land, O Oceanic One, and your power is drawn from the ocean you were born of! There is no reason to fight me here, on the sandy beaches of this island. You know this. It is far smarter to leave, bide your time, and actually be intelligent! Don't give in to the endless rage within you! There is a mind in there, smarter than all around it. There is a way that you will have my blood, but it will not be now, and will not be here on the beach where I have the advantage. There is a way for you to accomplish what you want to, but it is not through rage. It is through intelligence, through careful thinking and by doing things that the others would not expect of you!" Maj sighs. "I know this all too well."

I pop in and dump ginger ale everywhere. "VIVA LES GINGER"

The PFP cult will be destroyed! Lionblaze take you all!

Maj, getting tired, tries to keep running and shouts over his shoulder. "You must be getting tired of chasing me in circles! You know, your probably an ambush predator! It would make much more sense to leave me be because catching me will be a whole ton of effort and be more effective to murder one of the ignorant tributes who doesn't know about you yet and is frolicking on the water!"

The orb grows slightly bigger, glowing brightly. A faint circle of symbols in the ground appears around Tenth, glowing slightly and forming a shimmering circle of mist around him.

Mark grabs some light from a gem in his pocket and slides home.