Frostwoven Visions - RP

She then started to think that something is real strange of the bird and started to follow it, singing the Red-eye Vereo song, trying to find it. She kept on looking for it until she saw a different bird in blue. "Isn't that nice." She then looked down and saw some Lupin seeds laying on the ground, picking them up as she went back to singing. As she got done picking them up, she looked up in the sky and stopped singing. "Something felt weird from that bird. Let's see..." She put her basket down and took out her staff, swinging it as the wind started to come in different directions towards her...

 

"I swear over the finest wine in Ambrosia, that I own, this better not be the work of a mole." Tettallin muttered under his breath as him and Limier hunched behind a couple of trees. Their caravan was suppose to pass through these woods with supplies for stockpiling, yet some how the vikings had been alerted and were now waiting to ambush any passer-by. Two lethal looking guards stood clasped in their standard uniform in plain sight. Meant to be a distraction so the others could properly surround whoever passed.

It all meant that they'd have to stop the caravan before it arrived and change it's route to head through Dire Woods. It reminded the gambler of Howl, and he cursed against fate.

Of course none of the guards saw either of them. They were dressed to blend in with the forest's shadows and surroundings and the two of them were better than any known viking spotter. They knew that for a fact, they'd killed them.

Looking across to Limier, Tettallin made a small gesture with his hand and his partner ducked low, stepping back without making a sound. He sent a thank you up to Eardric for giving him the skills to hunt. Skills he passed on to some of his other men. His last thought before slipping away was whether or not he should slice each guards throat while their buddies kept lying in wait. He tossed the idea away immediately and focused on thinking about how to find his mole.

 

Will looked at the man and grinned, sliding one sword into his sheath. "Yes, I would like to spar." He said, slinging his shield onto his other arm. He knew that sword was powerful and this man was strong so he would have to use true speed and not just brutal, blistering force. He strode across the area and spun the sword quickly, expertly between his fingers, slicing small cuts in the ground. When he had made it a good ten feet he turned and said. "Whenever you are ready."

 

Ryo waited as the boy prepared for the fight. He ignored the mage for now.

"This one is quite the show off isn't he?"

Ryo just smiled a lobsided grin, and removed Avalon from his sheath. As he did, the air rippled slightly. Avalon's blade was solid black. Simply removing the blade was enough to make most men flee in terror. Which is almost what most of the weaklings did. They held their ground, as did the young one...he arched a brow.

"Impressive."

Idiotic. Positively brainless. He's not even in a defensive stance.

"Reminds me of you, kid."

Ryo grasped Avalon with his right hand only. "For your benifit, I'll only wield my sword with my right hand. Now, come at me."

 

"How rude to ignore me. What ever, guess I'll watch." Zendo said, walking to the edge of their fighting ring. Well, this will be interesting. A mundane blade vs. a Magic one. I think i'll enjoy this. He prepared himself to bolt if he needed. No telling where this fight would go. He had no intention of losing his head today.

 

Will dropped low, holding his sword with both hands. "Hilarious that they do not realize this was forged from enchanted ore. It is not magical but it is unbreakable..." He cackled in his head. Will then charged forward, sword aiming a high feint. He felt his blood pounding in his ears as he closed the distance, his temper rising from memories of a fight just like this.

 

Ryo smirked. He was impressive. Definately faster than he expected. This could be fun after all. Just one mistake. You don't use that much power in your first attack. Ryo stepped easily to the right, dodging the attack. Air rushed past his face. That definately would have hurt. Ryo swung his sword flat bladed, so he wouldn't cut the man. He struck him in his left side and spun back, ready for his next attack.

"You're getting faster."

Shut up and let me focus.

 

Will dodged to the right, behind the man as he moved, slamming his shield into the man's spine. He then flipped backwards, bringing his shield and sword up in a defensive position. He spun the sword in his right hand, waiting for his opponent make his move. It was like a game of chess... that's what his grandfather always said.

 

She slowly made the staff stopped spinning and started to put the staff in front of her. "WIND OF GELID!" The snow started to rise up into the air in a three by three area, getting carried by the wind up into the trees. The spell accidently got rid of her cloak and showed her true clothes and her face better. Still, the spell hit the tree so hard that it carried the brown bird straight to her. "There you are!" She started to walk slowly to it as the spell stopped...

 

Ryo staggered forward. The force of the shield was impressive. He smiled. This is better than he thought it would be. He squeezed Avalon's hilt as his lips and nails turned midnight black. Avalon's power was not flowing through him. He wasn't going to direct it at his opponent, but rather at his sword. His energy, were it focused on the boy, would have passed through everything, harming only the target.

"Ryosuke, are you showing off again?"

He ignored Avalon's voice, and swung horizontally. Either the boy will jump to avoid that wave of energy, or he will use both sword and shield to block.

We shall see...

 

Will grinned, watching the attack. He waited for the last second and pushed his shield forward, bouncing the wave away from him. His boots slid back in the dirt a bit but not enough to stop him. He rushed forward, running as fast as he could. When he got right next to the man He rammed the shield into his ribcage, rolling to the side and away from him. He then jumped back up, readying himself for another strike.

 

Ryo didn't give him a chance to flinch as he rushed the boy. He struck his sword with Avalon, sending waves of energy throughout his blade. It should have shattered, but didn't.

Its enchanted...well then...

Avalon's laughter went ringing through Ryo's head, nearly distracting him. He'd had enough of this fight. The boy had things to learn, but he was good enough. He'd have at least some bruises tonight.

Ryo sheathed Avalon, and turned, walking away from the boy, and toward the mage.

Ryo gave the man a once-over, and nodded. "Ryosuke." He said as he walked to a small tree and sat at the base.

"That was impressive. It looks like you underestimated him. Again."

Don't even start old man.

"Why did you end the fight. It was just getting good. Even if that last blow to his sword gave me a massive headache."

What head? You're a sword. You don't have a head.

"True, but I do have a body, and I do feel pain. That body is my blade. I feel the impact of your strikes you know."

Ryo hadn't thought about that. I just assumed you were made of metals.

 

Zendo had to keep the surprise from his face. Well, so the kid can use magic through that glorified butcher knife eh? He shook his head, then began walking over to the mages. The boy who had fired the fire ball accidentally started quaking. Zendo stood there for a second, then smiled. "You have strength, but lack finesse. Here." Zendo stood next to the guy, lifting his hands. "You need to focus less on the power, and more on the target. It has to fill your vision, your mind, your very being. If you don't, the spell will behave erratically." He conjured a fire ball, and easily casted it at a target that had been set up for taking magic attacks. The spell slammed into it, and then burned through it. Zendo waved his hand, and the fire ball vanished. "How did you learn to do that?" "Lots of practice. It seems like you need that to. Until next time my friend." Zendo walked off to go practice his own higher magic at a different target. He sent blast after blast of energy at the target, before finally letting out a bolt of lightening. The target put up a good fight, but soon vanished into smoke. "Certainly makes a man feel goo." He said with a chuckle.

 

She turned around to look at the bird sound coming from the tree behind her but she then started to smile. "No bird would actually act like that. In other words, you're using transformation magic to transform yourself into a animal. May you please turn back human?" She started to look around the area and started to sigh. "I can't believe that I went and ditched my disguise. If someone starts saying that I'm around here, then the Drakken family might end up coming to these woods more often." She walked towards her ragged robes and wore it over her summoner garment and picked up her staff and basket. "I bid you adeiu. As for me, I need to find out where's that prophet is? Perhaps he can help me. *Sigh* Having a known name such as PrincessAshia is very hard." She started to walk northwest, trying to hurry and find some seeds so she can get back to the abandoned church..."

 

Will flew, hitting the dirt and rolling. When he saw his opponent's sword was away he put his away. He saw his opponent introduce himself. "Hello Ryosuke, I am William." He said, shaking the man's hand. He hadn't met many still in Avalon that could match him yet this man had used brute force to overpower him. Plus that sword was very interesting.

 

The cool air of the night breezed into the shop. Ven smelled a fire. He knew things were going on in the down town area....some man there had been preaching propaganda he heard. But he would have to listen to the man himself to decide if such a rumor was true.
The description of the charismatic man reminded him of a man who had come to see him about an ancient Eastern legend not long ago. Long hair, tatoo's on his arms, and a snake's tongue. He wanted to know of the Eastern gods, and their legacy. Ven told him that there was only one god of the East, "Dyu", the "Son of stars". He was said to be the son of the sun, a being forged out of the heart of magic. The King of Power and the Lord of Wisdom. He created the worlds out of the image of his father, the sun, and created humanity out of his own image. ANd how he had a sister who settled West, and of a prophecy. A prophecy of his sister's son, his nephew. A prophet. A man of the East that lies in the West. A man of power that would one day destroy the dark sun, and restore peace to the spririts. After the man heard of this "Dyu" and the legends of the East, he left. Ven only received a name from the man.
"Howl"

"I need to find this Howl......he knows something. He is in search of something.....just like someone else I know......."-Ven

 

She turned her head around with a smile as she saw him. "I knew that someone was using magic. I'm thinking that you're Howl correct?" She took off her hood and started to look around and saw a broken tree. "You were looking for me?" She started to walk up to the tree and touched it, observing the life force within it...