Raiha

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The ancient female turned her face to the others and stood up, stil leaning on her staff, but waiting patiently for the speech to stop. When it did, she quickly stepped in.[/i] Nepenthe: Be it we are the chosen, are we going to do something about it? Arikel: We'll, you said the world was injured...and we needed to deal with it. Siren: There are many ways to do it. Nepenthe: Is there a door we should seal? Does anyone know? Siren: We could keep marching forward blindly. Kiria: We would only keep hurting ourselves. Arogyth: Speak for yourself. Nepenthe: Well...?[/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue]No, she's the type to sit around in the dorm, wearing shorts...and nothing else. It's an everyday thing for her......not much like her mother, or her father for that matter. Although I'm sure that when Warlock shows up, he'll have something to say to his miscreant daughter.[/COLOr]

[COLOR=royalblue]Nepenthe: You looked deprived. Damien: And that's it? Nepenthe: ...and the gothic look is quite interesting...I haven't seen people like you in a long time. Damien: How long? Nepenthe: 700 years. [i]She blushed at his look of disbelief. She turned away and looked back at Siren....who was winking and making obscene gestures.[/i] Damien: ...you don't look that old. Nepenthe: It's a gift. [i]She winked at the irony of her own statement. Then calmly led him back to the others by the elbow. Siren stopped the playful teasing and eyed the newcomer critically. She sent her thoughts directly to Nepenthe, and the two had a quick mental battle. "Mine Si. Go get your own." "Aw come on, I'm more dark than you...he's perfect for me." "Bullshît. Get your own or I'll tell my shadow golems to suffocate you." "Can't do it yourself?" "I will." "Oh fine! Be that way....." Nepenthe smiled sweetly.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The golem quietly slithered back into the ground, and Nepenthe smiled. Impressed? With a female summoner? She smiled again at him....questioning.[/i] Nepenthe: What's impressing about me? Damien: You're not afraid of me. But if you're right about you being Moonwing's child... Nepenthe: Do you want me to channel her right now? [i]She smirked slightly and then turned back to where the others were sitting, standing, waiting....she was quiet watching him with her insiduous silver eyes. Her body turned and she touched his face again. He blushed slightly, and looked down at her again. She was unafraid, and very calm....even when confronted with his sinister features.[/i] Damien: Why did you kiss me? Nepenthe: Why were you watching us?[/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue][i]She smiled inwardly. This guy was definetly cute....worth investigating better. She wondered if he was okay with casual nudity....but banished the thought. Time for that later. Right now, she quietly followed him to Dorm B and he opened the door. Gesturing to her; she smiled at him and stepped inside. She set down her camping style backpack and looked around. Not spartan, but not luxurious....she liked it. She quickly claimed the bed closer to the kitchen and sat down on the corner...removing her heavy jacket and folding it on her lap. Xy did a double take. She looked up at him questioningly.[/i] Sabir: What is it? Xy: Will you always be wearing just that? Sabir: I hope you don't mind. It's the way I was raised.... Xy: No, it's fine. But the others might mind. Sabir: Don't worry about that. [i]Her eyes sparkled and snapped playfully. Definetly a good catch. She adjusted her shorts and fastened the clasp of her necklace. Then she opened the nearby closet....the only closet...and hung up her clothes neatly. There weren't many, the rest were folded and placed unerneath her bed. Then, settled down for the moment, she leaned back on the bed, jade stone resting on her bare chest...cold, but calming.[/i] Sabir: Where did you come from? Xy: ...a planet that survived the Ending. And you? Sabir: Punhar.....the home for my people that is heaven. It's where I was born, and where my mother was tossed, before she became a star....[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Nepenthe: The world will fall into despair, and it will die. Have you heard the cries of the planet? Daimen: I haven't. Nepenthe: ...come back with us, we are all not bothered by your gift. Or rather, as you call it, the "curse." [i]He looked at his feet, why did she have to be so blunt? Nepenthe smiled softly at him, and placed a bare hand on his cheek.[/i] Nepenthe: You would be a great help to us. And your curse would be nullified as long as you are near. Damien: What is your gift then? Nepenthe: .....let me show you. [i]She planted one hand on the ground and concentrated. Her teeth bared, and her spinal cord rippled unaturally. The tattoo on her back glowed blacker than ever and she smiled. Then she stood up, a medium sized plant golem twisting its tendrils around her body.[/i] Nepenthe: Like a spider weaves a web, I weave golems.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Ganthor roared, the spirit of battle upon him...eyes glazed over in red. His mistress was in a similar position, eyes glittering, spear humming and pulsing. One soldier ventured far too near the two batle crazed warriors, and was crushed with a knock on the head, and three claws through the chest. Nepenthe laughed, the bloodlust heavy on her mind. The two continued their path of destruction, moving quickly through the ranks....[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Ilekea, I'll send one of the younger preistess to go through the initiation with him. I need to go. Asura: Where? Ilekea: Home. [i]She unwillingly pulled herself from him and walked out to her father's seat. He gazed down at the lastest outsider with a look of distain, but did not pass judgement until his daughter appeared.[/i] Lord Taiek: Who is this now? Lizard: A stranger again...there will be more. Lord Taiek: .....wonderful. Ilekea: What is your name outsider? --: Matt. M'lady. [i]She acknowledged the title and nodded. He still hadn't seen her blindness, but she would check up on that later. Her mind scaned the crowd and she quickly picked out another of the Loloth preistesses. She used one of their predetermined signals and the young virgin stepped forward. Lord Taiek smiled and spoke once more, then crossed his arms.[/i] Lord Taiek: Follow Senija then when she is through, you must come back here. To me. Matt: Yes my lord. [i]He quickly followed....better to obey and live, then to disobey and be spitted.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Ilekea: May He bless and keep us, In this sanctum of life. Amen. [i]Asura and Riana acknowledged, and Ilekea smiled thinly. He had no forgotten it. Riana looked comfortable, if a bit confused. Oh well, there was time for that later. Right now, it was time to put her in the women's home. Judging from the aura, Riana was still a virgin. She looked at Riana and nodded. Asura sat down and waited patiently. The two women exited the sanctum and headed into the village again. Once they reached the red house. Riana entered and was greeted by two young women. They bowed to Ilekea with a certain degree of reverence, then closed the brush door slowly. Ilekea smiled and turned back towards the sanctum. She entered, and the rocks rolled shut behind her. Her sightless eyes turned upon Asura, who had stood up. She smiled at him and hugged him kindly.[/i] Asura: ...hello. Ilekea: I missed you. Asura: Is it lonley for you here? Ilekea: I chose this life. Consecrated myself to Loloth, I must follow Him without question.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Ilekea: I anoint you with the oil of Loloth, you are marked forever as His. With this comes the power of the inside and the strength of the tribes therein. [i]She smiled and closed her sightless eyes. Riana gasped. The oil had evaporated, leaving her stuned and still dripping with blood. Ilekea took her shoulder and led her to a corner of the sanctum. A small waterfall gushed down into a rock sealed pool. She gestured, and Riana dipped her hands in, washing away the liquid that had sunken into her whole being. Once she was through, she shook her hands, and they dried in the tropic heat. Ilekea smiled and turned to Asura.[/i] Ilekea: Now then. Asura: ....yes? Ilekea: When was the last time you actually prayed? [i]He looked at his feet.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She looked back at Siren, who gestured with her scabard. Nepenthe nodded and dropped the spear. She immdeatly leapt forward, caught him by the collar and spun him around. Huge silver eyes glared up into his own, energy crackling behind them.[/i] Nepenthe: I am the dark spawn of Moonwings, and you're worried about a curse? [i]His eyebrows rose. Clearly, he had not expected this. She turned around and pointed to the tribal spider tattoo etched into the small of her back. Then she looked at him once more, blue blood rising in her veins. He looked down. Embarassed.[/i] Nepenthe: ...the woman standing behind me is a another dark one. A siren. Just because you bear a crow's mark doesn't mean you're going to kill me with a look. Damien: I will bring about your death. Nepenthe: If it's not me today, it's somebody else tomorrow. Why wait? [i]She smiled up at him, clearly unafraid of death. Then, scandal of scandals, she tilted her head and kissed him gently.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She smiled slightly. He was the same as ever....she bowed slightly and beckoned him to follow as well. He nodded a hello to the Lord of the people, then followed the swaying hips of the female in front of him. The other was obviously an outsider of sorts....the clothes were a dead giveaway. He stared at Ilekea again. The same. Tall, cold, quiet....sightless eyes still terrifying. Ilekea hummed to herself. His aura had changed from a calm tone to one of flaring energy. So he was observing her from behind again.... The trio passed through ranks of lizards, small houses, until they cleared the village boundries. Once outside of the immediate area, Ilekea turned her body north and headed into a small grove of trees. She pushed aside a banyan branch and entered the sanctum of Loloth. Ilekea sat down on a cold stone panel. The outsider looked up. Huge trees twisting around eachother, and rock murals all over the stone walls....Asura smiled and leaned on his hammer. This was the same as ever too.[/i] Asura: Who's the girl? Riana: ...I'm Riana. Ilekea: She washed up from the whirlpool. Raina: Where are we? Ilekea: The presense of Loloth, the god of fear. I am the preistess of Him.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]A short clang went off in the summoner's mind, and she whipped her head around. On the hill, she could see the outline of a figure. She quietly summoned her shadow golem again and he twisted his way up the hill and surrounded the area, sensed the vampyre and returned immediatly to her side. It nuzzeled up to her legs and twisted around her thighs. She smiled and willed it back into her mind. She stood up and cupped her hands around her mouth, howling like a banshee.[/i] Siren: Company? Nepenthe: Vampyric company...trying to hide. Siren: Black roses....and blood. Nepenthe: These are a few of my favorite things... [i]The voice echoed softly, and the vampyre turned around. A tall female was standing, leaning on an iron staff....watching him quietly. A filgeree of silver was twisted around her head, and her body was less than covered....she smiled.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue][i]Ganthor smiled to himself. Dragon scared of going underground? ....it could be worse. They could be taking the paths of the dark Eternals. He nuzzled his face into Nepenthe's arms and she slid them around his neck, trilling softly. The two stood still until the others were finally ready to go. When Axel nodded, she felt along the wingjoints of her beast, then slowly slid onto his shoulders, avoiding the scapulae neatly. He smiled, showing all of his teeth, and reared to his hind legs, then bucked a few times to get it out of his system. Nepenthe clung as close as a tick and laughed to herself. Still a bronco at heart. She held his braided leather reins tightly, ready to depart.[/i] Lacroix: Scared? Nepenthe: A daughter of Moonwings? Scared? Never. Lacroix: ...so you're her dark spawn. Nepenthe: I have the honor. [i]She smiled and tipped her forehead with three fingers...[/i][/COLOR]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by PiroMunkie [/i] [B][size=1]On another note, here is a picture of Piro II drawn, scanned at school, saved to disk, brought back home, and colored in Photoshop by yours truly. ;)[/size] [center][img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?s=&postid=335948[/img][/center] [/B][/QUOTE] [COLOR=royalblue]My god, what a punk. LOL, interesting face. Sorry Neil, couldn't resist. It was just too perfect.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]No cheezewhizzing? Awwwwwwww......I don't love you anymore...as for godmodding, if somebody does, can I go feral on them please? ~~~~~~ I don't think anybody would do Neil as a hippie because...of his name. Come on, with something like that, at least play him more like a shogun. It would just make a little more sense.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Siren: So when do we eat? Nepenthe: ...how about a plant golem of mine? They're nutritious. Siren: !! [i]Before she realized she was only kidding, Siren jumped down and covered her eyes mouth and ears. Nepenthe chuckled and tapped her head with the spear.[/i] Nepethe: Sike. Siren: Don't scare me like that.....[/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue]Rinalph: ...yeah. I guess so. Jenica: If you don't, I'll come after you with a bottlebrush and more verbena soap than you can handle. [i]He backed away cautiously and quickly made his way to the pool and cleaned himself up...putting on the tunic she had thrown at him. Once in it, he discovered that it not only changed with his form, but also smelled like heather and lilac.[/i] Jenica: Better. Now help me. Rinalph: What do I do....? Jenica: Fill the woodbox from the back of the house, then come in here and we'll see what you can do with needles. [i]He complied, the female werewolf had a way that just made him do it...without questioning any part. Jenica looked up and smiled. He was looking very good.[/i] Rinalph: I'm done. Now what? Jenica: Washing is done with, I did it while you were out. Nepenthe will be back much later, and Siren's off being a sphynx, so you need to help me. Rinalph: With ...sewing?!? Jenica: No, I need you to thread my loom....but card out the wool first. Here. [i]She tossed a basket to him and he caught it by the handle. Inside were three piles of white wool, uncarded, and messy. He pulled out a thick wooden comb and stretched out the fibers on the floor. Under Jenica's firm instruction, he ran the comb through, tearing out the tangles and creating thick strands of white wool. He smiled. It not only smelled good, but also looked terrific. He continued brushing and twisting until he had a full skien out and ready for weaving. Jenica smiled and pointed to the loom.[/i] Jenica: Thread.[/COLOr]

[COLOr=royalblue][i]The golems salaamed to their mistress, then sank back into the ground. Nepenthe smiled and sat back, leaning on her staff and brushing her hair with her fingers. Siren leaned over and began to polish her katana...[/i] Arikel: ...so you're not human. Siren: Correct for twenty points. Nepenthe: Sie...go easy on them. Arikel: What are you then? Nepenthe: My mother was Moonwings Eternal. And I'm her dark spawn. [i]She winked and bowed her head low, then sat up again. Siren grinned and said nothing....[/i][/COLOr]

[COLOr=royalblue]Oh goody....someobdy who won't mind casual nudity....Sabir's gonna have some fun. I can see it now: Sabir: I'm going to go shower... Xy: ...and I want to know this because...? Sabir: I dunno. You want to join me? ~~~~~ I love being me.[/cOLOr]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She was hit from the back with the blunt handle of Jaudiar's slingblade, then booted head over heels with a swift right kick.[/i] Jaudiar: Training starts now! Liam: ...chick fight. Jaudiar: This isn't a menagé twa. Shut up. Siren: You'll pay for that. [i]The older female simply went down into her double attack position and waited. Siren flipped forward, executing a quick one two kick and punch to the face. Jaudiar twisted her body around and neatly avoided the movements. She turned and caught both fists in her hands, and the two struggled for control...shoving back and forth.... Jaudiar ducked and fliped her over the head, then landed with her foot on Siren's chest.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue]By the hand of your spirit, Play the strings of my heart, Show me where, To begin... And I felt it, Felt you, Teaching me the way to sing, But I know. Tomorrow will change.[/COLOr]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The female smaked her fist on the button and the doors clanged shut. Jaudiar turned to Liam, a dangerous smile on his face.[/i] Jaudiar: You like Jenna then? Liam: No, it was just a ploy. Jaudiar: I'll give you ten seconds to redeem yourself. [i]His blank expression was almost to much...and Jaudiar smiled. He looked at his feet, then back at her...then once more at his feet. She grinned and looked up at him. He bent down and kissed her cheek. Jaudiar blushed and grinned.[/i] Jaudiar: Forgiven.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Jaudiar woke up with a start. She checked the clock....4. So much for resting for long. She sighed and picked herself up....her body was sore from the long work, but she didn't mind much. She pulled on her jeans and a bra, then walked outside the condo and followed the scent of Liam. She finally ended up outside the doors. As one of the more senior members of SYF, she had no trouble getting past the guards...who didn't even escort her down.[/i] Siren: ...where is she? Rae: Went to find Liam maybe... Siren: *yawn* Whatever. [i]Pizaro turned and looked behind Liam. Jaudiar smiled and put her hands on his shoulders.[/i] Jaudiar: ...hello Pizaro. Sleep well? Liam: What are you doing up this early? Jaudiar: Making sure nobody else makes an attempt on your life. For a change. Pizaro: How sweet. Jaudiar: Say that again.[/COLOR]

[COLOr=royalblue]Not to mention...you have far too many mutant powers for one person....that's a bit much.[/cOLOr]