Deavin stumbled past tree and tree, his body slowly getting used to the cold now, for some reason it was nicer out here in the cold and ice then the warm in the meadow, his body wasnt as chilled out here ... He had no idea why. His feet crunched through the snow making odd noises, so with each step he stopped and wiped his foot back, beleiving that he had stepped on something that made them crunch.
He noticed too, that the trees were much different then in the meadow, they had no leave! None at all. He wondered curiously why would they make the leaves go away, why couldnt they just keep them there.
His tail swayed back and forth while he stumbled through the cold white snow, his eyes darting this way and that, full of wonder and questions about the place he was in now. He began to really wonder why he hadnt done this before, why had he been restricted to only romp around in the meadow.
Deavin stopped and glanced quickly to the tree next to him, his eyes swiftly pin-pointing straight onto a small white spider crawling down the trunk. He silently lowered his body to the cold ground, watching the small insects movement, his eyes taking no second glance from it. He slowly began to rise his hindlegs higher and lower his front legs.
Suddenly he bounced up from the snow and towards the tree. Before he could swat the spider it quickly scuttled up a few centimeters, just enough to dodge Deavins attack, but when the small dragon hit the tree the snow covering the branched quickly dropped down and covered him... his head poking out the top with snow on the top of his dark skinned head...
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Deavin shook the snow off of his head and sneezed once the cold air breezed in from the high trees scouring high above him. The branches were like arms reaching down to pick things up from the ground, and the sky seemed darker then usual. The meadow, yes, was sunny all the time, but out here it was somewhat cloudy, but now, it was alot darker, a storm rising from the horizon churned with rain, thunder and lightning all around it.
Deavin climbed free of the pile of snow, his body shaking with coldness as the freezing temperature soon came to him and he suddenly found out the full difference about hte meadow and the lands outside ...
He then felt a warm shiver rise in his throat, he shook his heat as smoke began to seep out of his nose and mouth and his body became alot warmer then usual, warm enough to slowly begin to melt the snow under him. He shook his head as his eyes watered, but it was too much to hold in for a short time. His mouth gaped open and with one loud roar a small green ball of flame blasted out from his mouth and shot across the trees. It dodged the first few but within a second smashed into one tree, its trunk exploding and falling to the ground in chunks of wood and a ploom of smoke rising up from its ruin.
'Oopsies!' Deavin thought putting his head in the snow to cool himself down...
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oops is right my little friend came a chuckle into Deavin's mind as Trevalen came up behind him. If he could have Trev would have whistled at the state of the down tree.
So we meet again, how have you been? he asked with a smile.
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Deavin quickly pulled his head out of the snow and looked around as the voice entered his mind. His voice was familiar, very familiar ... Hey, it was the same creature who taught him how to actually talk with his thoughts back in the meadow. Deavin snorted and let out a small cloud of smoke, he looked up to Trev and tilted his head,
"Im Good!" Deavin said with his mind speech, which he had been getting a whole lot better at, with a small grin coming to his face, he didnt look at the cracked tree, and tried to hide the expression that he still had a problem with his fire breathing, or whatever it was he could do, "Its alot cold out here then in the meadow ... I think its better out here then in there ... I think"
Deavin shook away some more snow and slipped down the pile of cold ice till he was next to the creature, "How about you?" He asked playfully...
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Trevalen layed down in the snow, the coolness seeping slightly through his feathers and fur to make him comfortable cool. That's great, i am glad, since i havent seen you since that one time. Your mindspeach is sounding really good by the way he mindspoke with a smile towards his old friend.
I am fine, been better but good. So how are your uh...other gifts coming along? he asked looking over at what used to be a tree.
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Deavin stopped smiling, his eyes slowly turned to the tops of the trees as clouds had soon taken out some of the sunlight, but something else was wrong ... his body tingled for a few moments, it wasnt the cold, what was it?
"Ummm ... Sometimes they are good ... but sometimes they are bad ... and when ...." His mind talk slowly drifted off as his eyes suddenly twitched ... his metal plates covering his body slowly began to glow a bright white a haze of dust began to fume from his body as his eyes turned white also glowing bright into the shadows.
Deavin fell back into the snow as the glow seperated from his body and flowed up into the trees, swinging around each branch before shooting off into the direction of the lost Fields ... Deavin felt nothing ... saw nothing and heard nothing, he felt tired, tired enough to sleep ... his eyes went blank as he fel unconsious...
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"Deavin, Deavin!" Trevalen said in concern as his friend blanked out. He gently nudged him with his beak. What happened? Should i get help...wait....
The gryphon though he senced something, but wasnt sure what. He stood up and looked around them, but saw nothing.
Am i becoming paranoid?
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Deavin couldnt see, his thoughts were gone, he was numb all over. But in the darkness he could see the blured figure infront of him, his mind was fallen and his memory seemed to have been taken from him, his name, his past was gone ... he felt lost, but in some way, he knew what he was called and what he had done ... but he couldnt reach it...
With a crack of branches and a tumble of leaves a shining figure dropped down from the canopies, his massive firey wings seeping into his back before he stopped again, standing on the snowy cold ground. Barbannis's eyes were already upon the small metal dragon, his vision never left the fallen one.
The Tyrai slowly took notice to the other creature by him, but he did not stare for long, instead he began to approach the fallen young dragon...
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Above the forest came a creature of both sides. Evil had consumed her this time around and she had accepted it with open arms. For her first misson for her darker sister she was to find the mysterious champoin, whoever he may be, and bring him back to the lost fields. She took to flying over the forest in hopes of seeing something out of place.
Large wings with a claw at the tip streached out fully allowed her to glide partly smoothly. Though she was use to bat wings, she had always used them as arms and not as a thrid pair of limbs. Lepidus-Malus had taken on her form named Beltora which was still new to her. Wolfish head looked over as the unicorn like creature galloped across the darkening sky. Shining red and blue eyes looked carefully over every inch of the forest. She had to find this stranger and bring him back. The mission, the larger one, depended on it.
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Barbannis narrowed his eyes as he felt her pressence, she had come to return him to the feilds and continue his guard. He reached down to his side where his sword was hanging and stopped, he looked back to the small infant dragon who still layed in the snow, not moving but still breathing calmly. He felt the energy flow through him. He knew what and who the dragon was ... he knew what had become of him after the end ... now he was tormented by its memories and past, haunted buy its fears and hatred from what it had done, while the dragon layed to rest with its thoughts of nothing of the past ... clear and simple ... and yet without its own energy or power ... he had stolen from it ...
Barbannis reached up to his burning helmet and reached his glowing fingers into the opening where the fire leaped out as his fingers dissapeared into the flames. Almost immediatly he pulled out a small glowing item, it was the clover. Without any time wasting his body slowly began to fade to its normal red glow. He threw the clover onto the ground and pointed to it and spoke with the deep dark voice he had,
"Trust me on this one ... the clover will give the dragon what it needs ... It wouldnt be a challenge if it were to die today now would it" He said with a slight nod at the end. He turned away and faced behind him.
He reached down and pulled out his sword looking through the tops of the trees finally seeing a figure pass by, he then leapt up from the ground as his flaming wings blasted out of his armored back, he swung up through the trees and crashed through the tops of the trees as leaves fell all around burning into ash and finally slipping dwn from him.
His eyes flashed a bright red as he saw her flying close, he laughed but sharply turned his head to its side, starign off into the distance, the direction of the meadow where it seemed he was speaking something from his mind ... but nothing could be heard around him, he turned to Lep and nodded before he spoke in a loud and fearful voice, "Ahh the real one atlast! Lepidus Malus ... how fitting this must be to come and find me wandering this land once more ... Could it just be that one of us has to die completely, or do you think that our paths crossing once more will indeed set off the future of this place ..."
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The move has been completed successfully! Everything appears to have survived the move just fine, but if anyone finds a broken link or anything else that doesn't work as it should, please make a post in Away from the Woods to let me know, thank you.
RP News: ~November 19th 2015~ (Old RP News)
There is no current plot. The forests welcome new travelers within these lands.
Event Status: Not Active (each accepted character allowed to RP in multiple RP threads)
RP Season: Summer
This means everything is green, flowers are everywhere, and the shining sun creates a need for shady shelter on the warmest days.
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The beltora tried to rear up in midair, though found it much harder to do while flying forwards with nothing below her hooves. She managed to hover, looking over the all to familiar body. Her canine head nodded slowly, her eyes never leaving him.
"It would seem that each of us always returns, Barbannis. You must be the champion I was told about, the one to return. You should not have left the Lost Fields Barbannis." She narrowed her eyes slightly, watching him intensely.
Her eyes glanced downwards as she gave a soft screech. Though not really as powerful as the bat's sonar was that she tried to copy, it came close enough to it and she could count who was there on the ground. Her strange orbs jerked up to the fallen Tyrai once more.
"It is most unwise to do so, Barbannis Wolf. Most unwise. I dare say you do not wish to return to the dark world from which you came from. Tell me, was dieing once worth it? Are you willing to risk the pain so quickly? Because I am still willing to deliver it if you are." Her tone was low and quiet, as though it were a hash whisper. A smirk lied on her muzzle, her lips pulled back in a slight bare of her teeth to emphize her point. Yet she said this teasingly, as though daring him to lose his temper. Oh Lepidus-Malus, how fall thy have fallth.
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Trevalen took a step forward, putting him a bit between Deavin and the other creature that had popped out of nowhere. "Who arrre you?" he asked suspiciously. And what issss going on? he thought. Why had Deavin collapsed and who was this creature.
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Barbannis stopped for a few moments, his firey wings flowing behind him, he shook his head as a laugh began to echo from his helmet. This was no normal laugh, it was the same insane laugh he had been so acustomed to use when he had been desprately hunting Meali the time before. But this time it seemed different, he wasnt desperate this time ... he was fulfilled,
"You would not understand pain from the underworlds Lepidus ... it was not you that was there, but instead it was your other self that kept me sane down in the depths of darkness ..." He laughed, "As a matter of fact I do not care if I go back to that corrupted plain, if I was sent back to that pain I only know too well ... I would just come back to haunt you once more"
He then lost his laugh as his eyes began to burn a bright blue flame, sparks drifting quietly from the helmets open visor. He pointed to her, "By the end of this rain Lepidus ... you will only know pain ... you will only know hate, agony ... a lust for the sight of blood and war ... I bet that in the end of this it will be you that holds the pain around the land ... I will leave it to you ... just you .." Barbannis shook his head, "If we werent so blinded by the power we behold ... we could see what fate stands before us ... but now you stand here, before me ... telling me that you will take me back to that pain ... giving me a choice out of pain ... and the dark path of being wrong ... it isnt my choice Lepidus Malus ... it is yours to heed"
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She gave a soft laugh, chilling to the bone, it's unfamiliarity ringing softly though the sky. It was a laugh that was strange to her, for her laughter was joyful. This...was that of pleasure in such things as pain and hatred.
"Perhaps you are right, Barbannis. In fact, I doubt little you have said. I have known pain, though not as much as you. I do not doubt that pain and hatred will have bound me before this is over. What I doubt is that it would take even that long."
Angleing her wings silghtly, she glided closer to him, to hover just infront of him. She could feel the warmth from his firey wings. Her eyes locked on to his helmet, the open visior. Into the blueish flames she glared. "I fear not pain, Barbannis," she said in a hushed whisper. "I have no reason too. I'm to bring you back to the clearing and that is what I shall do. I will worry about fate when it comes close enough for my crazy eyes to see it." Her horned glowed slightly, a shining becon in the growing darkness.
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Trevalen heard something above his head and turned, looking up into the canopy of leaves. He could make out the shapes of two creatures, neither of which he knew. It looked like they were close to battleing. He saw a small light starting to shimmer up there as well.
"oh now what?" the gryphon muttered.
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"You wont see it Lepidus ... you already have ... it drifts in the back of your mind when you awake to find you are still alive in this land and still scarred deeply from what histroy you do have ... what pain you have sought and withstanded" Barbannis slipped his sword back into his belt and came ever more close to her, his wings bending forward to make a half circle around the two,
"The only reason you fear nothing is one of the same as myself ... we wait to see the coming day ... we wait to see what fate sets before us ... but we know what darkness we have stepped in ... we know what agony we have sold our souls to ... There are only three creatures in this land that know what fate beholds it now ... what truth is set beyond our own minds..."
Barbannis looked down to the trees, "The reason we do not fear the pain is only because the moment we wake from our distant slumber of darkness and forgotten screams of the past ... we already know what we are going to do ... we know what will happen ... and that is why you know what secrets the darker side of you holds ... you know her words are lies ... her promises are thin as the walls of our hearts ... But you will have to realize that soon enough ..."
Barbannis slowly moved back and looked up to her, "We are the same for that reason ... but the part that differs between us ... the part that divides us from one another ... is that you still have a life to hold ... you still have a choice to make ... deep inside ... I have nothing left but the torment of my past and present ... You have to realize the real side you are meant to take ..."
He then moved forward and passed by her over the trees not turning back but calling out, "Do not bother following me Lepidus ... I will return to my post ... We shall see what decision you will make later ..." He then sped off in the direction of the lost fields...
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The strange creature snorted angerly at him as he left. "I will come there soon, after a moment to myself. If you are not there, you shall pay dearly. You better not be spilling out lies for me." She tone was that of warning as she watched him fly off. Lep knew she should follow him, make sure he got there. She knew her own temper and could guess that her darker friend's was worse.
Yet she needed a moment to rest. She was not use to such news so quickly or to flying in this form, or even this form at all for that matter. Closing her eyes for a moment, she folded her wings close to her side. Then, she dove towards the ground.
She let gravity take her down, till she felt she had fallen enough and spread out her wings. She lifted up and landed nearly gently. It was still hard for her to land right and would take much more practice. Barbannis' words echoed in her mind. Yet he was wrong, even she herself was wrong. She feared pain, feared death, yet accepted it. It was all a matter of life to her now. How cold she had become in this year. Has it really been that long? Yes...she came near the midspring if she remembered right and she had left her herd at the early of spring if not sooner. How quickly she changed.
She snorted once more, stomping her front hoof. It was all...whatever that thing was' fault. If Obitus was still alive....Obitus...death. He never had a chance. She closed her eyes, holding back tears at his memory. It was less than a year, he was only a yearling. She had left the moment she could, though she had wandered from the herd most of the time long before.
She opened her eyes and looked up. It was then she noticed she was not alone. The long shaggy fur at the back of her neck rised. Her ears fell flat against her skull. How long had they been there? Her eyes narrowed.
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Trevalen heard Deavin sturring and turned to him. "Arrrrre you ok?" he asked, slurring his Rs more in his worry. He then heard something land behind his and saw some creature staring at them with quite a bit of mistrust in its eyes. His ear tuffs went flat against his skull as well as he waited to see if the creature would do anything.
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Deavin breathed heavily as his body became known to him, he could feel again. He then squinted his eyes as his sights slowly began to return, he looked to Trev and then they moved again, this time to the other creature near them. It was the same creature he had seen when he had been born in the meadow,
"I think im alright ..." He whispered through his mind talk.
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It took a moment, yet she reconized the griffen. She smiled slightly though even that was cold. "How much did you see and hear, Trevalen? Do not lie to me," she said softly in almost a whisper.
She turned her head and noticed the baby dragon. "My my, how you have grown Deavin Raven Wolfe. It has been to long since I've seen you." Her tone was softly, for she had always liked childern better. Yet her eyes didn't stray far from the mage.
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"How do you know me, have we met before?" Trevalen asked, turning back to Lep with a suspicious look.
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Deavin glared at the odd looking creature for a few moments, remembering the time he had seen her last, it was when he had been born, she walked away leaving the rest of the the other creatures that were there looking at him ... Lepidus was her name.
Deavin quickly looked to Trevalen as he slowly began to stand up, the weakness was gone, the clover still sitting in the snow infront of him, "Thats ... Lepidus ... i think ... or ... i can remember" Deavin mind spoke quietly...
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Not hearing the dragon ((it was private, wasn't it?)), she grined. She ignored the black wolf that had appeared for she was the first to know about the fight besides the fighters. "I am Lepidus-Malus, griffen mage. You have meet me before, though not in this form prehaps. You will learn this form soon enough."
She narrowed her eyes once more, her grin gone. She took a few quiet steps closer to the two. "How much of our talk did you hear? How much did your eagle eyes see?" Her tone was that of warning, for she didn't need a threat to them because of her.
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Trevalen narrowed his eyes, hearing the threat in Lep's voice.
"I believe i saw and heard enough," he admitted. He couldnt help it. He was made of two creatures, one with incredible sight and the other with impecable hearing. Though i do not understand most of it he thought.
Deavin, do you know this creature? he mindspoke.
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She frowned, nodding her wolfen head. "Did you understand much of it," she asked as though she could read his thoughts. ((She can't though)) She walked closer to them, wonderfully faking a warm smile. If they trusted her, then they may joined their side...her side. Her and her darker sister's side.
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"Not much, carrre to explain?" Trevalen asked, easing up a bit, but still ready incase Lep attacked. He remembered the name, but definately not the form, so he was still a bit suspicious.
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Deavin finally came to his feet as the clover below him stopped glowing and he felt normal again. The small metal dragon looked to the back of Trevalen and nodded silently, speaking to him through his mind,
"Ummm ... all i know is her name ... i saw her heaps long ago, back in the meadow ... i dont know who she is though ... if thats what you mean" Deavin then looked to Lepidus and stopped ... something seemed different this time, she was in the form she was in last time, she looked the same and all ... but the whole atmosphere seemed ... different ...
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She laughed at Trevalen. "Do you not reconize me? Then again, most wouldn't. I will explain who I am since my name doesn't seem familiar to you, judging by your face."
She quickly made a shift into a unicorn, trotted a small circle and turned to face him once more. "Remember me now?"
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Travlen started when Lep transformed into a unicorn he recognized. "oh yessss, my parrrdonsss, you looked verrry differrrent," he apologised. "Sssso. what wasss all that about? didnt ssseem verrry frrrriendly, that one"
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She gave an unheard sigh of relief, a soft smile on her muzzle now though it was partly fake. She was worried for she had no idea how many knew of her change of sides yet. Well, they will soon learn.
"He's not so bad once you get to know him. He just came back from a little trip." Lep started to play one of her most favorite games, changing words and their meanings. Little was an understatement for what Barbannis had gone through, but the griffen didn't need to know that.
"He's off the Lost Fields and I must be following him soon. I'm just resting for the moment."
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"I...do not underrrssstand. You ssay that he isss alrrright, yet the converrrssation between you two ssseemed verry heated and..." he faltered. He had heard pain mentioned many times and it worried him.
are you sure you are alright now deavin? he mindspoke to the little dragon.
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"I said he's alright!" she said softly, hashly. Her horn glowed brightly for a moment to match the level of emotion. Her eyes were narrowed and her ears back. She stomped a front hoof as she talked, glaring at the griffen.
She shook her head, lowering it. She knew she had just lost her temper and had to recover quickly. They could use another allie, yet they didn't need another rival. She closed her eyes, looking ashamed. "I'm sorry, Trevalen. I shouldn't lose my temper like that with you. Like I said, I have alot of things going on right now and I'm tired. Please forgive me." She looked up at the mage, a frown on her face.
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Trevalen frowned a little at Lep's strange outburst, his hackles starting to raise until she apologised.
"uh...yeah, apology accepted. But my quessstion ssstill hass not been anssswerrred, what isss going on?" he asked once more. He still was a bit uneasy about lep, but..maybe she was just having a bad day, who knew.
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Deavin looked up to Trevalen and slowly nodded, not trying to give away too much that they were speaking privately to each other,
"Im alright ... i dont know what happened ... i just felt all bad, but then i saw light ... through my eyes i saw someone made of light put something infront of me and when i opened my eyes it was gone, and that clover was there" He mind spoke to Trevalen, "But now im ok"
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She turned to look at the dragon, trying to guess how old he was in dragon terms. All she knew for sure was he was still very young. No matter. Sure, she didn't care for the little thing to get hurt, but she's not about to throw anything alway because of it.
She turned to once more face the griffen. "It has to do with the forest. It seems that an old friend of ours has returned to try to destroy the forest once more. I'm against him." She hide a smile that threated to come. How easily she lied. Words were a simple toy to play with. True, Nightal was back and she was against him. Yet she forgot to mention that she was also against Geaven.
She looked up as rain started to fall on them. Dark clouds were covering the night. With a soft snort, she returned her eyes to him. "I must be off to the Lost Fields. If you wish to come, come. If not, don't. It is of no matter to me." In truth, she didn't know if her darker sister as she called her would enjoy another coming or not. She started to turn, though an ear was flicked towards him.
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Trevalen listened to Lep without saying anything. The story sounded plosible, but....something about it all felt....strange.
"I sssshall come if it iss alrrright," he said taking a step farward. His curiosity was getting the better of him and he felt he should see what was going on.
Deavin. I do not believe it would be safe for you to come he mindspoke to Deavin.
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She stopped and thought for a moment. With a flick of her tail, she nodded. "Come along then, if you can keep up. Good-Bye Deavin, unless you plan on coming which is not advised."
Then, she started to canter through the forest, keeping it easier than normal for she would need her strengh. Instead of looking back to see if he was following, she just listened, flicking an ear back once in a while. Towards the Lost Fields.
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*take care of yourself until the next time we meet* Trevalen said to Deavin as he started running through the forest after Lep. When he hit a clear area he lept into the air and started flying, keeping a watchful eye on the forest below, following the unicorn.
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Deavin watched as the two left, he spoke no words and did not follow them to the place they had said they were going, instead he went in the opposite direction, deeper into the forest.
"It would seem that each of us always returns, Barbannis. You must be the champion I was told about, the one to return. You should not have left the Lost Fields Barbannis." She narrowed her eyes slightly, watching him intensely.
Her eyes glanced downwards as she gave a soft screech. Though not really as powerful as the bat's sonar was that she tried to copy, it came close enough to it and she could count who was there on the ground. Her strange orbs jerked up to the fallen Tyrai once more.
"It is most unwise to do so, Barbannis Wolf. Most unwise. I dare say you do not wish to return to the dark world from which you came from. Tell me, was dieing once worth it? Are you willing to risk the pain so quickly? Because I am still willing to deliver it if you are." Her tone was low and quiet, as though it were a hash whisper. A smirk lied on her muzzle, her lips pulled back in a slight bare of her teeth to emphize her point. Yet she said this teasingly, as though daring him to lose his temper. Oh Lepidus-Malus, how fall thy have fallth.
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Trevalen took a step forward, putting him a bit between Deavin and the other creature that had popped out of nowhere. "Who arrre you?" he asked suspiciously. And what issss going on? he thought. Why had Deavin collapsed and who was this creature.
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Barbannis stopped for a few moments, his firey wings flowing behind him, he shook his head as a laugh began to echo from his helmet. This was no normal laugh, it was the same insane laugh he had been so acustomed to use when he had been desprately hunting Meali the time before. But this time it seemed different, he wasnt desperate this time ... he was fulfilled,
"You would not understand pain from the underworlds Lepidus ... it was not you that was there, but instead it was your other self that kept me sane down in the depths of darkness ..." He laughed, "As a matter of fact I do not care if I go back to that corrupted plain, if I was sent back to that pain I only know too well ... I would just come back to haunt you once more"
He then lost his laugh as his eyes began to burn a bright blue flame, sparks drifting quietly from the helmets open visor. He pointed to her, "By the end of this rain Lepidus ... you will only know pain ... you will only know hate, agony ... a lust for the sight of blood and war ... I bet that in the end of this it will be you that holds the pain around the land ... I will leave it to you ... just you .." Barbannis shook his head, "If we werent so blinded by the power we behold ... we could see what fate stands before us ... but now you stand here, before me ... telling me that you will take me back to that pain ... giving me a choice out of pain ... and the dark path of being wrong ... it isnt my choice Lepidus Malus ... it is yours to heed"
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She gave a soft laugh, chilling to the bone, it's unfamiliarity ringing softly though the sky. It was a laugh that was strange to her, for her laughter was joyful. This...was that of pleasure in such things as pain and hatred.
"Perhaps you are right, Barbannis. In fact, I doubt little you have said. I have known pain, though not as much as you. I do not doubt that pain and hatred will have bound me before this is over. What I doubt is that it would take even that long."
Angleing her wings silghtly, she glided closer to him, to hover just infront of him. She could feel the warmth from his firey wings. Her eyes locked on to his helmet, the open visior. Into the blueish flames she glared. "I fear not pain, Barbannis," she said in a hushed whisper. "I have no reason too. I'm to bring you back to the clearing and that is what I shall do. I will worry about fate when it comes close enough for my crazy eyes to see it." Her horned glowed slightly, a shining becon in the growing darkness.
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Trevalen heard something above his head and turned, looking up into the canopy of leaves. He could make out the shapes of two creatures, neither of which he knew. It looked like they were close to battleing. He saw a small light starting to shimmer up there as well.
"oh now what?" the gryphon muttered.
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"You wont see it Lepidus ... you already have ... it drifts in the back of your mind when you awake to find you are still alive in this land and still scarred deeply from what histroy you do have ... what pain you have sought and withstanded" Barbannis slipped his sword back into his belt and came ever more close to her, his wings bending forward to make a half circle around the two,
"The only reason you fear nothing is one of the same as myself ... we wait to see the coming day ... we wait to see what fate sets before us ... but we know what darkness we have stepped in ... we know what agony we have sold our souls to ... There are only three creatures in this land that know what fate beholds it now ... what truth is set beyond our own minds..."
Barbannis looked down to the trees, "The reason we do not fear the pain is only because the moment we wake from our distant slumber of darkness and forgotten screams of the past ... we already know what we are going to do ... we know what will happen ... and that is why you know what secrets the darker side of you holds ... you know her words are lies ... her promises are thin as the walls of our hearts ... But you will have to realize that soon enough ..."
Barbannis slowly moved back and looked up to her, "We are the same for that reason ... but the part that differs between us ... the part that divides us from one another ... is that you still have a life to hold ... you still have a choice to make ... deep inside ... I have nothing left but the torment of my past and present ... You have to realize the real side you are meant to take ..."
He then moved forward and passed by her over the trees not turning back but calling out, "Do not bother following me Lepidus ... I will return to my post ... We shall see what decision you will make later ..." He then sped off in the direction of the lost fields...
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The strange creature snorted angerly at him as he left. "I will come there soon, after a moment to myself. If you are not there, you shall pay dearly. You better not be spilling out lies for me." She tone was that of warning as she watched him fly off. Lep knew she should follow him, make sure he got there. She knew her own temper and could guess that her darker friend's was worse.
Yet she needed a moment to rest. She was not use to such news so quickly or to flying in this form, or even this form at all for that matter. Closing her eyes for a moment, she folded her wings close to her side. Then, she dove towards the ground.
She let gravity take her down, till she felt she had fallen enough and spread out her wings. She lifted up and landed nearly gently. It was still hard for her to land right and would take much more practice. Barbannis' words echoed in her mind. Yet he was wrong, even she herself was wrong. She feared pain, feared death, yet accepted it. It was all a matter of life to her now. How cold she had become in this year. Has it really been that long? Yes...she came near the midspring if she remembered right and she had left her herd at the early of spring if not sooner. How quickly she changed.
She snorted once more, stomping her front hoof. It was all...whatever that thing was' fault. If Obitus was still alive....Obitus...death. He never had a chance. She closed her eyes, holding back tears at his memory. It was less than a year, he was only a yearling. She had left the moment she could, though she had wandered from the herd most of the time long before.
She opened her eyes and looked up. It was then she noticed she was not alone. The long shaggy fur at the back of her neck rised. Her ears fell flat against her skull. How long had they been there? Her eyes narrowed.
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Trevalen heard Deavin sturring and turned to him. "Arrrrre you ok?" he asked, slurring his Rs more in his worry. He then heard something land behind his and saw some creature staring at them with quite a bit of mistrust in its eyes. His ear tuffs went flat against his skull as well as he waited to see if the creature would do anything.
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Deavin breathed heavily as his body became known to him, he could feel again. He then squinted his eyes as his sights slowly began to return, he looked to Trev and then they moved again, this time to the other creature near them. It was the same creature he had seen when he had been born in the meadow,
"I think im alright ..." He whispered through his mind talk.
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It took a moment, yet she reconized the griffen. She smiled slightly though even that was cold. "How much did you see and hear, Trevalen? Do not lie to me," she said softly in almost a whisper.
She turned her head and noticed the baby dragon. "My my, how you have grown Deavin Raven Wolfe. It has been to long since I've seen you." Her tone was softly, for she had always liked childern better. Yet her eyes didn't stray far from the mage.
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"How do you know me, have we met before?" Trevalen asked, turning back to Lep with a suspicious look.
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Deavin glared at the odd looking creature for a few moments, remembering the time he had seen her last, it was when he had been born, she walked away leaving the rest of the the other creatures that were there looking at him ... Lepidus was her name.
Deavin quickly looked to Trevalen as he slowly began to stand up, the weakness was gone, the clover still sitting in the snow infront of him, "Thats ... Lepidus ... i think ... or ... i can remember" Deavin mind spoke quietly...
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Not hearing the dragon ((it was private, wasn't it?)), she grined. She ignored the black wolf that had appeared for she was the first to know about the fight besides the fighters. "I am Lepidus-Malus, griffen mage. You have meet me before, though not in this form prehaps. You will learn this form soon enough."
She narrowed her eyes once more, her grin gone. She took a few quiet steps closer to the two. "How much of our talk did you hear? How much did your eagle eyes see?" Her tone was that of warning, for she didn't need a threat to them because of her.
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Trevalen narrowed his eyes, hearing the threat in Lep's voice.
"I believe i saw and heard enough," he admitted. He couldnt help it. He was made of two creatures, one with incredible sight and the other with impecable hearing. Though i do not understand most of it he thought.
Deavin, do you know this creature? he mindspoke.
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She frowned, nodding her wolfen head. "Did you understand much of it," she asked as though she could read his thoughts. ((She can't though)) She walked closer to them, wonderfully faking a warm smile. If they trusted her, then they may joined their side...her side. Her and her darker sister's side.
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"Not much, carrre to explain?" Trevalen asked, easing up a bit, but still ready incase Lep attacked. He remembered the name, but definately not the form, so he was still a bit suspicious.
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Deavin finally came to his feet as the clover below him stopped glowing and he felt normal again. The small metal dragon looked to the back of Trevalen and nodded silently, speaking to him through his mind,
"Ummm ... all i know is her name ... i saw her heaps long ago, back in the meadow ... i dont know who she is though ... if thats what you mean" Deavin then looked to Lepidus and stopped ... something seemed different this time, she was in the form she was in last time, she looked the same and all ... but the whole atmosphere seemed ... different ...
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She laughed at Trevalen. "Do you not reconize me? Then again, most wouldn't. I will explain who I am since my name doesn't seem familiar to you, judging by your face."
She quickly made a shift into a unicorn, trotted a small circle and turned to face him once more. "Remember me now?"
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Travlen started when Lep transformed into a unicorn he recognized. "oh yessss, my parrrdonsss, you looked verrry differrrent," he apologised. "Sssso. what wasss all that about? didnt ssseem verrry frrrriendly, that one"
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She gave an unheard sigh of relief, a soft smile on her muzzle now though it was partly fake. She was worried for she had no idea how many knew of her change of sides yet. Well, they will soon learn.
"He's not so bad once you get to know him. He just came back from a little trip." Lep started to play one of her most favorite games, changing words and their meanings. Little was an understatement for what Barbannis had gone through, but the griffen didn't need to know that.
"He's off the Lost Fields and I must be following him soon. I'm just resting for the moment."
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"I...do not underrrssstand. You ssay that he isss alrrright, yet the converrrssation between you two ssseemed verry heated and..." he faltered. He had heard pain mentioned many times and it worried him.
are you sure you are alright now deavin? he mindspoke to the little dragon.
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"I said he's alright!" she said softly, hashly. Her horn glowed brightly for a moment to match the level of emotion. Her eyes were narrowed and her ears back. She stomped a front hoof as she talked, glaring at the griffen.
She shook her head, lowering it. She knew she had just lost her temper and had to recover quickly. They could use another allie, yet they didn't need another rival. She closed her eyes, looking ashamed. "I'm sorry, Trevalen. I shouldn't lose my temper like that with you. Like I said, I have alot of things going on right now and I'm tired. Please forgive me." She looked up at the mage, a frown on her face.
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Trevalen frowned a little at Lep's strange outburst, his hackles starting to raise until she apologised.
"uh...yeah, apology accepted. But my quessstion ssstill hass not been anssswerrred, what isss going on?" he asked once more. He still was a bit uneasy about lep, but..maybe she was just having a bad day, who knew.
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Deavin looked up to Trevalen and slowly nodded, not trying to give away too much that they were speaking privately to each other,
"Im alright ... i dont know what happened ... i just felt all bad, but then i saw light ... through my eyes i saw someone made of light put something infront of me and when i opened my eyes it was gone, and that clover was there" He mind spoke to Trevalen, "But now im ok"
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She turned to look at the dragon, trying to guess how old he was in dragon terms. All she knew for sure was he was still very young. No matter. Sure, she didn't care for the little thing to get hurt, but she's not about to throw anything alway because of it.
She turned to once more face the griffen. "It has to do with the forest. It seems that an old friend of ours has returned to try to destroy the forest once more. I'm against him." She hide a smile that threated to come. How easily she lied. Words were a simple toy to play with. True, Nightal was back and she was against him. Yet she forgot to mention that she was also against Geaven.
She looked up as rain started to fall on them. Dark clouds were covering the night. With a soft snort, she returned her eyes to him. "I must be off to the Lost Fields. If you wish to come, come. If not, don't. It is of no matter to me." In truth, she didn't know if her darker sister as she called her would enjoy another coming or not. She started to turn, though an ear was flicked towards him.
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Trevalen listened to Lep without saying anything. The story sounded plosible, but....something about it all felt....strange.
"I sssshall come if it iss alrrright," he said taking a step farward. His curiosity was getting the better of him and he felt he should see what was going on.
Deavin. I do not believe it would be safe for you to come he mindspoke to Deavin.
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She stopped and thought for a moment. With a flick of her tail, she nodded. "Come along then, if you can keep up. Good-Bye Deavin, unless you plan on coming which is not advised."
Then, she started to canter through the forest, keeping it easier than normal for she would need her strengh. Instead of looking back to see if he was following, she just listened, flicking an ear back once in a while. Towards the Lost Fields.
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*take care of yourself until the next time we meet* Trevalen said to Deavin as he started running through the forest after Lep. When he hit a clear area he lept into the air and started flying, keeping a watchful eye on the forest below, following the unicorn.
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Deavin watched as the two left, he spoke no words and did not follow them to the place they had said they were going, instead he went in the opposite direction, deeper into the forest.