The world of Laifel

Eleanor felt a small smile touch her lips, but swallowed it and nodded in agreement. "I don't really care for kids, but I can see what you mean," she responded quietly.

 

ooc: Sirry I haven't been on at all, but I have been finishing my school life. Can I please have a recap.

 

You didn't miss that much. Lanan, Eleanor, and Tristan defeated the soldiers in the Slave building. They're freeing some children slaves right now. Lanan and Eleanor are looking for a key while Lanan is angry about the kids being slaves. Tristan is picking the locks. The Fairrels and Cylians all have a weird silver bracelet on which is probably how the humans held them captive.
Ruby and Naserrea just broke into their target. Soldiers are coming after them.
Ben (a new Summon, if you missed that) Aidou and Adiual are near Ruby and Nas.
The Princess and Gemini are headed towards their targets.

Here's the last posts you missed for your characters.

 

Lauren was suprised, she had not heard he had betrayied the king. She had always heard he had been a nice person. Had she been wrong. No this wasn't right but, something just seemed to think this was right. She stood up infront of the king and bowed. "Command me as you will, my lord" she said quietly. Something wasn't right, but she couldn't stop her self, what was happening she though.

Alira transformmed in an instant and in another she was gone. She had seperated her self from azazel and was scouting at high speeds to find the enemy.

 

Zack raised an eyebrow after seeing the surprising speed.
Not the smartest of moves. He thought. Now I know for sure that they are the demons. So that one's a speedster, huh? Well I guess that explains her actions, speedsters tend to do things without thinking things through.
Zack caught another glimpse of her as she ran in circles. I suppose she's scouting for me then. Well that's to be expected since they suddenly felt my aura vanish. Not such a big deal. There are other humans in the immediate area so she can't really single me out among the rest of them. Then again she could kill all of them, though such actions would be rash.
Zack sighed before jumping down to a branch that made him much more visible. best to make things not look suspicious. He thought while reclining himself against the branch and relaxing the back of his head on the palms of his hands. He then closed his eyes and let one foot dangle from the branch. This wasn't the first time he had to act his way out of trouble. His childlike appearance had helped him out in such situations more than once. By all appearances, Zack looked like a normal kid sleeping away in a tree.

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One by one, Tristan picked the locks to the cages, all the while doing his best ignore the crazy laughter in his head. Finally the laughter died down. Tristan released a sigh. His relief was short lived though, for the voice is came back in full to taunt him so more.
Hurry, hurry, hurry! time's running out! Everything will be for naught If you don't finish soon.
Tristan stopped halfway through one of the locks. A frown crossed his face. He didn't like the taunting, yet knowing, tone that the voice was giving him. What do you mean time's running out?
The voice giggled with glee. Hmmm. I wonder.
TELL ME! Tristan shouted into the depths of his mind.
I don't know.... things will be much more interesting leaving you in the dark.
You better tell me or else-
Or else what? What could you possibly do to me?
Tristan gritted his his teeth. What could he do to the voice? What could he possibly do? Several thoughts crossed his mind, none of them seemed like they would work. The voice crackled madly in Tristan's head. Taunting him. Teasing him. What could he do? What? then suddenly a thought crossed Tristan's mind.
Tell me or I'll take my own life.
Tristan's thought was answered by silence. He could feel the voice probing his mind. You would, wouldn't you. It was a statement, not a question. The voice could see into Tristan's thoughts, It could sense his resolve. Suddenly the voice started laughing again. And what makes you so sure that that makes any difference to me?
Because you told me so. Tristan answered with a grin. Again there was silence.
What, you don't remember? It was yesterday, when I was on death's bed because I was sick from my injuries. You came to me in my dreams and told me that I couldn't go dieing just yet because you needed me to destroy the world. Still, silence.
Tristan shaped a dagger in his hand and held it to his throat.
I'll give you till the count of three. One.......... Two...........Thr- Tristan felt a sudden urge to move the dagger from his throat. The voice was trying to take control again. It would have won too if Tristan had not expected this. Tristan fought for a few seconds until he finally gained control. And that counts as three. He thought while slicing the dagger into his throat slowly.
STOP! Tristan stopped the dagger. A thin line of blood formed on his neck. You win. The voice said grudgingly.
Tell me then! Why am I running out of time?
Because, said the voice with a giggle. By now, your father's men have nearly reached the city. They're being led by a man whose mind was corrupted under your father's influence. He's under the order to kill civilians until he draws you out from hiding, and he will kill those people. He will make them suffer while enjoying every second of it.
Tristan's heart felt as though it had stopped, but he quickly gain control of himself to prevent the voice from gaining control of his body. A few plans started formulating his mind. It was time to ask another question.
My father, is he human?
Yes, and no.
Explain.
He's human, but he's being controlled by a demon. Yes, demons do exist. He doesn't have much time left. He will die soon.
Can I save him?
No.
Tristan nodded. He half expected that.
Anymore questions? The voice asked sarcastically.
Just one.
Oh, by all means, ask away! Said the voice sounding even more sarcastic.
How do you know all this?
The voice chuckled to itself. Gee, I wonder. It answered, and then it was gone.
Tristan sighed while letting the Lineve dagger dissipate. He didn't really expect an answer for that one.

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As the soldiers entered the hall Nas darted between their numbers, tripping a few as she passed them. All of them looked back towards Nas. They were all too stunned to notice Rubira standing right behind them....

 

OOC: O.o that was intense! :D

BIC: Eleanor glanced over at Tristan and narrowed her eyes. "What the hell did he think he's doing?" she snapped, jerking her head toward him.

 

OOC: hehe, I know, right?! It was pretty cool cause I thought it up on the spot too!

 

Alira in her scouting went out several kilometres and found some people, but seeing as demons wern't meant to exist they needed to die, quickly. She ended up killing five people that saw her, and returned.

 

those were some serious details right there..........

 

Snapping back at the moment at hand. Tristan stared up at the captive in front of him. The captive, a Cylian, stared at him as though he were crazy. Tristan glanced around the room. Heck all of them were giving him that look.
"Lanan, Eleanor. Step up the pace. Trouble is coming our way. That voice, that I mentioned, told me my father sent an army to get me and they're nearly here."

"Great!" Said the rude male Cylian from earlier. "We got a crazy on our hands."

Tristan gave a chuckle and smiled at the Cylian. "Crazy, you say? heh, perhaps, but I hope not."

 

"So do I," Eleanor muttered, directing her eyes to the floor yet again. "Dammit, I don't see any keys... can't I just break all the stupid things open instead?"

 

"That's a lot of cages. save your energy, we're going to need it."

"Um, perhaps I can help." One of the female Cylians, that Tristan freed, shifted uncomfortably. "I'm able to Mold metal."

Tristan raised an eyebrow at the comment. "Then why haven't you ever tried to escape?"

The girl looked at the others as though she were looking for support, however, she found none. finally she sighed and raised her right hand. "Because this bracelet nullifies several unnatural powers. All of us were forced to wear them."

"You couldn't just take it off or something?"

The Cylian shook her head. "There are enchantments placed on the bracelets. Only people who are not wearing them can remove them. this how they captured us. Once they had one of us, they had all of us.

Tristan stared at the strange silvery object a moment longer before nodding. Getting back on his feet, Tristan made his way towards the girl and examined the bracelet. After toying with it for a few seconds. He finally managed to remove the bracelet. It felt warm, unnaturally warm. "What sort of metal is this?" Tristan wondered aloud.

"Not metal," whispered the Cylian. "It emits a strange aura that makes my skin crawl. If I'm not mistaken, I believe it to have previously been a part of some creature."

Tristan narrowed his eyes. This thing.... it was blocking his connection to the lineve flows. He felt strangely vulnerable while holding it. He would have to do something about these bracelets. Later. he thought, It will have to come later.
Tristan glanced down at the Cylian and nodded. "Go help your kin." He said softly.
The Cylian just stared at Tristan with measuring eyes. It was starting to make him uncomfortable.

"I am forever in your debt, Shaper. Thank you."

 

Eleanor was silently, listening. "I can't find anything, Tristan," she said quietly. "And from the looks of the it, Lanan isn't having any luck. What should we do?"

 

Lanan let out a low growl and then realized something, "Oh, wait!" He hopped on all fours and, in one leap, went down the trap door. He grabbed the rope in one hand and swung, controlling his fall. He landed right next to the guy he had kicked through the hole earlier. "Are you dead?" Lanan asked as he nudged the body with his knuckle. The soldier groaned and started opening his eyes. "Good, then you'll feel this!" He slammed his fist down on the guy's stomach. THe soldier rolled over in pain and there it was: A key was hanging from the side of his belt. "Tristan! Here!" Lanan yelled, grabbing the key and tossing up through the trapdoor. His enhanced hearing picked up the clink of the key hitting the floor upstairs. He then looked at the soldier and spit on him before kicking him as hard as he could. "Human scum," he muttered.
He finally turned around and jumped onto the rope, taking the slow route up.

Still not sensing the Angelen, Azazel let his Aura form a thick armor of energy around every inch of his body, even covering his sword. "Alira!" He yelled, "Can you find him?"

Ruby's stretched claws grabbed two soldiers from the back of the heads. "Weaklingsss," She hissed as she threw them into the other soldiers with all her strength. Not wasting time to see the damage, she followed Naserrea with her claws out, cutting any soldier she passed.

 

Nas entered a room filled with cages. Hearing the twang of a bow string, she summoned roots from the ground to shield her from the direction where she heard the sound. A smile crossed Nas's lips when she heard the thud of the arrow hitting the root.

 

Eleanor folded her arms over her chest, grumbling. "Show off," she growled under her breath.

 

And so an hour or so passed and the children in the two smaller buildings were released. The building housing Tristan and friends still had a few captives, but they were the human children. the fairrels and Cylians were free from both the cages and bracelets. Tristan knew he was running out of time. with each passing second his father's men came closer. However what he didn't know was that they were already here.

 

Eleanor looked to Tristan now. "Is there another building we need to check?" she asked.

 

Tristan didn't hear Eleanor for he was deep in thought. "I need to get to Nas. I asked her to retrieve something important. I have to secure it because my father is definitely looking for it."

"And who exactly is this Nas?" Asked the metal Molding Cylian.

Tristan glanced at the girl but didn't answer. "Eleanor, Lanan. Please help the humans in the chamber below us. Make sure they stay in the building. Our efforts will be for naught if they die from the upcoming battle. Tristan approached the closest trapdoor and stopped. "Oh and please don't follow me. You two could be of more use here. After all, many of the beings here would not follow me as a general. Look for some food stores. they probably haven't had a decent meal for weeks, perhaps even months."
Tristan climbed his way down the latter and made his way out of the building. His first stop wouldn't be at any of the slave markets. No, first he would revisit the sewers. There was a fake summon lying in wait there. perhaps it could be useful. Someone had to warn Sammy, and Tristan couldn't be in two places at once.

 

"But-" Eleanor started, and put up a hand... but Tristan was already gone. "God damn it!" she swore, turning and pounding her fist on the nearest wall, the pain throbbing up her arm and into her shoulder. It felt good to her, almost comforting in her frustration.

"I'm not supposed to let him go off on his own," she growled under her breath, her jaw clenched and shaking. "Damn it!"