War of the Four Seasons (CLOSED)

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CHAPTER ONE

In the land of Edolas, every piece of technology was run by magic. Magic was the life force of the world. Every little thing had some form of magic within them. Others utilized the magic to make things run. There was technology, but not advanced like ones you would see nowadays. In Edolas, transportation was run by magic. There was no computers, no cells, no modern day stuff. Just those that were bare minimum and slightly more advanced than what we would see nowadays. Think almost like the technology of Atlantis, that is high tech but not something one would see today. What needs to be understood is that Edolas and the world was run by the four seasons. The four seasons kept balance within the world. They worked together to bring forth world order. Of course many didn't like each other but they only worked together for the sake of the world and it's people. However in the privacy of their own realm, they constantly ridiculed the leader of Winter Alyss. They didn't like that winter basically killed everything. Winter was death and the other three seasons didn't care much for it. However they sucked it up, because they knew that winter was needed to make sure Edolas stayed harmonized. Alyss took it though. She was a strong woman. She could handle anything and it wasn't something new. She was used to it. So she kept her strong facade up and commanded her season despite what others said.

Sadly even the strongest can fall. This happened when mankind started to despise winter. They hated it. They couldn't grow anything, paths were blocked and it was always cold. The world seemed dead and mankind didn't like it. The only time winter was enjoyed was by the children, who loved to play and frolic in the snow. Sadly when they got older, they too grew bitter and hated winter. That was enough to shatter Alyss' spirit. She had enough. She would get the respect she deserved, but she needed power. She sent her minions out to collect an ancient stone. They found it and she took it, relishing in the powers it gave her. However the power slowly started to corrupt her and it turned her into something not many recognized. She made a promise. They will all pay. She would teach the world a lesson, by turning the world into her ultimate frozen playground. Nobody would stop her.

Eventually she moved to gather her forces to change the world. Word of what she was doing got out to the other leaders. After some consideration, they decided the only way to stop Alyss was to join forces. They declared war on the rouge season. Balance and harmony needed to be restored. They won't allow Alyss do what she wanted. Alyss welcomed it. She gathered her own army to combat her former allies. She would make this world hers and the other seasons will fall. A new world order will be placed and the rest of the leaders won't stop her.

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This is where the story truly begins. A story of betrayal, broken trust, heartache, courage, lust and misunderstanding will make or create the world. A war has broken out between the four seasons and those caught in the crossfire are mankind. The battlefield is the world itself, with the four seasons taking up a corner of the world. North is Alyssa's home base, South is Zamir's home base, West is Iris' home base and East is Veles' home base. The leaders have currently set up bases within those areas to keep themselves protected. That is their stronghold and their defenses are harsh. The leaders have decided that they don't want to sit back and wait. They will join the fight and put Alyss in her place. Balance needs to be restored for the good of Edolas and Earth itself. Everyone's core will be shaken as secrets previously hidden are brought to light. What may be the enemy, may not be the truth. There is something darker lurking in the shadows. Something that wants the world to crumble into a new order, an order they specifically planned. In the end who will be the pawns, who will be the victims and who will rein the true champion? This war is only the beginning, but appearances can be deceiving. So don't trust what you see because appearances vs reality are the basis of the rp. Things will crawl out of the shadows that will test everyone's limits and ideals. Who will survive, who will fall, who will remain supreme in the end? This it the world and the victor is far from decided.

Let the story begin with the forces clashing on the battlefield of Serinola, a desolated land off of the coast. The leaders have set up temporary base camps around the battlefield. It has been created to seek a vantage point within the battle to come, while keeping en eye on everything while watching their backs. This is the beginning, but in the end who will win the war?

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Feelings:'' Calm''
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He rode on horseback his long deep red hair danced in the wind.The man name is Veles Zhyphrus the lord of Autumn,king of spirits and harvest. He and his soldiers 1,000+ men and other creatures marched across the land of Serinola. They came from the east battling any and all resistance that came their way the target was far away but, the real fight is far from finish. Veles and his five generals were soon engaged by an enemy troops frost giants. Thus began another fight the lord was not so eager to fight. Vels stepped off his horse and met with the ice giants general they would talk before they waged war;Veles would try to make them see reason. He stood before the giant he stood like a tower reaching for the heavens.

Veles:'' Impressive army you have general but, do you think it wise to fight us? You're merely pawns in the winter witches games...what did she promise you eternal winter?'' That might have been the case seeing how frost giants were creatures of ice and snow.'' As I said before you're all pawns and you know it she is not right in the head...who to say she may not enslave your kin after she done turning the world into a ice ball/ What say you mighty frost giant what do you wish for the most!?''

Ice general: He spoke in a loud booming voice that seem to echo across the landscape!'' You know nothing foolish Lord the Mistress of winter wants nothing more than your head on platter! As to what my people want and need is of none of your concern none can control the frost giants! Once this foolish war is over I shall crush the ice bitches head with my bare..a a aAGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!'' His words became a horrible scream as he fell to his knees and when he risen he wore a terrible grin on his face twisted with evil. He attacked the lord with a punched that would shatter the ground but, the wise lord was already repealing the attack with a strong wind current.

The eye's of all the giants began to glow black as night as they seemed to be mind control but by what!? Sensing powerful yet evil magic afoot Lord Veles was left with no choice but, to unleash his army. Thus began the battle of ice just another battle to enter the history books. The battle began with Veles taking Anemoi Giant Wind Fan and commanding it to enlarge to the size of a boulder. The Lord risen high into the air with the help of a tornado and with a mighty swing he yells Anemoi great hurricane powerful gust of winds that were strong enough to even knock a giant off its feet blasted through the battlefield. Now red wizards unleash your fire !on command his elite wizards shot large fireballs up and down atop the off balanced giants killing them in a blaze.

Once Veles touched down he gave the command Charge!!! as he hop on his horse and lead the assault. The remaining ice giants(400) met the charge shooting ice form their mouths some soldiers were not lucky and were frozen solid. Veles took out his dual blades and connected them creating a double headed spear and enchanting them with wind making with blade of wind(look at spoiler to see what it is). His fan was shrunken down back to normal and rested on his hip inside it case. His now enchanted weapon allowed his blades to cut through the giants legs as he rides past them;his arms became a blur as he sliced through the enemies rank.

The battle was pure chaos as magic fireballs landed on giants hitting home and the giants freezing everything and crushing the unlucky. It took several hours for the battle to end as most of the giants lay dead in mass and others retreating. Veles had fair well if it weren't for his wizards the battle would of been worse for his soldiers. The clerics rushed in to heal the wounded but, he stopped them they would need all the magic to win this fight so instead he summons Palutena spirit of healing. She stood before the king gracefully with a soft expression her face as she knew what to do;with one mighty swing of her staff all the soldiers were bathed in green healing light.
Palutena

The wounded seem to get up and move about feeling better than ever before and soon a cheer erupted from the crowed. Palutena nodes to Veles before vanishing into the form of green light that scattered up into the sky. Clinching his chest he felt the sapping effects of summoning but, quickly recovered. They left the field of war to head for a spot to rest for a few hours before fighting again. They set up camp that day but stayed alert to any and all out coming forces. Magically enchanted scouts were about blending into their surroundings for danger the army would not be caught off guard!

Veles ate and drank with his fellow man but after the eating he headed into his camp to discus battle plans. The five great generals stood about ready to listen to their lord. They were going to meet up with summers group and surround the enemy on both sides,sneak attacks were key in war if you could get your foes off balance victory is assured. Once all the main groups were together they could end this once and for all at least that was the plan. A few hours later he was drinking in his camp alone thinking about...her and the future.

OCC: cheese_whine

Travel Theme: Desert Land Serinola

War battle Theme: Battlefeild Serenade
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'' I must right this wrong before it is too late!''

✔Theme Song:Song Of Four Seasons

✔ Personal Theme: Yago Island

✔ Battle Theme: Unlimited

Abilities/Weapons:
Wind manipulation:This is most practice skill other than spirit summoning. He started at a young age and now that he is this old he already master it a long time ago. I will list techniques that his knows in detail.

- Step of wind: The fastest wind ever recorded was 253 mph times that by three = 759 . He is able to go beyond the limits of earths wind speed because his is of a higher power if he wanted to.When using the step of wind he becomes the wind instantly phasing trough attacks however; he cannot attack in this form. It takes a lot of energy to become the wind,and move at such speed so, his maxed usage is three.

(Wind Bombs): He crates pockets of compressed air the orbs hold torrents of air which he fires at enemies they explode on his will. When they explode the release violent winds that shreds the ground apart. He can release about thirty in one go creating devastation everywhere he chooses to strike. This technique is good when fighting large amounts of enemies.


(Tornado Push) : He concentrates his wind into one of his blades compresses it and then release it on to his foe. A large tornado is unwrapped from his sword in a stabbing motion. The force of wind is great that it starts to tare things a part. If caught in one of these the target is twisted around violently like a rag doll before the tornado dispels. When it dispels it blows away creating a large creator.

(Blade Of Wind) : A buff for his sword to give it that extra kick! The wind acts as layers of steel for his blade making it sharper,not only that its length increases three times as well, and then the blades is as light as air he can swing it way faster than ever before. speed,reach and sharper this buff only last for five post also the blade is known as its pure form in this state.


(Grand Wind Wall/Dome)
: Veles creates a wall of rapid winds that block off or repel attacks from his enemies. The wall can even become a dome over him or his allies. The wall is not indestructible as it can be destroyed by powerful attacks! The purpose of the wind wall is all out defense against enemy attacks if he should be over run. The bigger the wall the more power is needed to maintain it so his max length of time for keeping it up is four post.

Note: These are just some moves I thought I would share with you lot. He is not limited to just using these moves in combat however because thy're many things you can do with wind such as flight, hurricanes etc. The moves are not meant to be over powered and I will make sure not to spam just one move throughout a fight not my style.

Spirit summoning (master level):

Spirit Solders: They're highly skilled solders that once served Veles father years ago. They're mostly skilled knights,archers,berserkers,monks etc. They may not be the strongest of sprites but, they're reliable comrades. At the moment he can only summon five of them on the battlefield. He can only maintain them in the field for five post.

Spirit Of Healing-Palutena: The spirit of healing steps forth and heals all that veles commands. Her only goal is to heal not fight s as soon as he summons her she is gone almost immediately.
Palutena

Spirit Of Combat- Solomon: Spirit of combat he takes on foes no matter how many there are. He stands about 6 foot 8 and can take hits as much as he can deal them. Being a spirit and all his more powerful than any human and with his sword Draken he is force to be reckon with.( Post limit 4)
Solomon

Spirit Of Defense-Metallica: A spirit that looks like he was made from metal itself is his greatest protector. Though her skin looks metallic it is not in fact no one really knows what her skin is made of.She can take hits like a champ but even she has limits she cannot stay on the battlefield for long(three post). Though she is defense she does have a powerful lance for offense back up.
Metallica

Spirit Of Magic-Ramza: He is a magic user trough and trough with powerful spells he is very versatile on and off combat, Though he may be a spirit he does share the weakness that all mages do lack of armor. ( He last for four post)
Ramza


Note: None of the spirits are invincible they can be beaten and if they are they will need to recharge in the spirit world. All spirits have a limit to how long they can stay out on this plane of existence. Every time a sprites summoned a bit of his stamina is sapped so over using them can leave him vulnerable.
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Anemoi Dual Blades: Two sets of blades that are made to work in perfect harmony with Veles wind manipulation. The blades can be connected to form a spear weapon giving him mid range,short range and long range capability.


Anemoi Giant Wind Fan: This fan is the size of a large boulder ans more effective with using the wind then his swords. It is mostly used to cause great destruction with a mighty swing!The fan can change from a normal fan size to the size of a blunder on his command.

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Location: On a hill overlooking the Serinola battlefield

Ah the calling of war. The bitter war that would rage across the lands. A war that was initiated by the mistress of the Winter, his savior and his guide. This was her war. A war to gain appreciation and respect. Something that young Dylan could understand. Growing up in an orphanage where the others knew he was different. They ridiculed him and tormented him. However Dylan didn't let it keep him down. He was stubborn and he won't let petty words knock him down a few pegs. He was utterly grateful for the mistress' gifts that she bestowed on him. She had granted him his freedom from the orphanage. She gave him a place to stay and warm food for his belly. She was everything a good caretaker or a mother was suppose to be. However Dylan knew the mistress had demons of her own to fight. There was times when she seemed so calm and collective. Other times she raged like a demon. She raged like someone untamed and some who was losing her mind. Dylan ignored those outbursts, as they mostly happened when he wasn't around. Usually when she had those lapses of consciousness he was away on missions she sent him on. It was almost like she sort of knew when her episodes were coming out and sent Dylan off, so he won't endure her wrath. Dylan wasn't sure if that was true, but from what he heard from other soldiers, he could put the pieces together. He never questioned it and did missions she wanted. He was her champion after all. Dylan had swore a oath of loyalty towards her and he never did regret it.

However, Dylan didn't like war. He hated the unnecessary bloodshed and the unnecessary violence. He never wished the world to crumble into a river of blood and bodies. However he was bound to the mistress of winter and he needed to do what she wanted. He never did voice his opinions out, as he mostly kept to himself. However it was due to that way of thinking, that Dylan started to form his own conclusions. He formed his own strategies, that would get Alyss what she wanted. These strategies always resulted in the minimum causalities and unnecessary violence. Death and bloodshed weren't necessary. Sure this was a war, but Dylan wanted to win with less death and less bloodshed. He knew that won't happen, but it was an ideal he thrived for, It was why his strategies benefited him in the end, while accomplishing Alyss' will. He would help her accomplish her goal, that was his job as her champion. He didn't have to like what came with it, but he did it. She needed all the allies that she could get with everyone else turning on her. So Dylan would fight with her, beside her and help her realize her dream and bring about a new order.

It was why, he was moving towards the battlefield of Serinola. Part of the mistress' army was already there. The frost giants and anything else that was a frontal attack. Dylan was suppose to take the rear and guard her back. He wasn't sure if Alyss herself would appear on the battlefield, but he needed to be ready regardless. He rode a pure white horse with the bluest of eyes, his body coated in light armor that allowed him free movement. At his side were his weapons of choices. The rested at each of his sides. He didn't see a reason to turn them back into their necklace form. Besides he needed to appear dangerous and deadly. He needed to appear like a champion should be. So he rode into battle, ready to face another wave of mass murder. War wasn't fun, but it was needed to assure that his side won. He approached the battlefield, witnessing as the Leader of Autumn made his way to the battlefield. Dylan lingered back, as the forces of Autumn clashed with the Frost Giants. He frowned softly, not liking what he was seeing. His army was stumbling and getting beaten and not even half of the forces were here yet. He frowned softly, pulling the reins of his steed. He narrowed his eyes, "We need a better plan." He reared his steed back, as the forces moved back. He lingered on the hill, watching and calculating what to do next.

[Serpentelle]

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White. Everything was a vast expanse of white as far as the eye could see. The earth and the sky blended to create the beautiful, pure color. The absence of all color. In the middle of this empty sea was a figure, the slender form of a young woman, bare as the day she was born. Her skin could have been mistaken as part of the landscape if it were not for her hair, dark as night. It fanned out on both sides of her, creating a pattern that was shaped oddly like the wings she was fated never to have. There she lay, still as death, save for the faint rise and fall of her naked chest. She did not shiver. She did not rise. She was one with the wonderland of snow. Her name was Alyss.

Eyelids with long, sooty lashes fluttered open to reveal midnight blue orbs, the color of the night sky. She could hear her heart beating in her ears, over the quiet whistle of the wind. My, oh, my, what a beautiful day it was. The sun, hidden past the fog, the air, so cold that her breath exploded in a puff of smoke before her lips. Delicate lips that formed a pout. A pity. All this snow and no one to share it with. She waited for the beat, the one different from the rest. It was slower, longer, louder. The beat of the crystal that had embedded itself within her heart. The beat that was pronounced with the faintest of glows, a red and black snowflake that took shelter underneath her skin. If she exhaled and held her breath, she could see it all the more. The corners of her lip twitched upwards and a beautiful smile spread across her thin face. Nothing could compare to the strength she felt on that last quiet thump!

Without warning, a silent explosion burst forth from that small frame. The cloud of snow was overtaken by a sheet of ice, cold as steel. Like a razor blanket, it cut a radius around her body and extended out, clearing the area faster than the wind, like it had so many times before, with ice so clean the naked eye could see straight to the ground. A flurry of snowflakes, almost like a small tornado, raised her up to a vertical position. Again, they formed a frail appearance of wings before scattering. With the body inhabiting the space removed, ice formed beneath her body where a pale toe touched the ground followed by the heel and another foot. What lay under the snow, no one must know!

The serene smile that graced her face was suddenly out of place. Underneath her feet and spread out for miles upon was a village or, to be more precise, what remained of a village. Alyss didn't quite like how the chief had felt the need to order her around. She didn't appreciate how they told her to leave, especially in loud, angry tones. If they didn't want her, why did they take up shelter on her land? She wondered where they put it, these tiny people and their tenacity. Oh, well. Look at them now, lining the streets with their bodies. How enchanting the color red was, vibrancy forever preserved in ice. This face had been frozen mid-scream. This one had been skewered with her husband. A slight movement of her hand and she added another hole for panache. She danced in large, graceful circles, feet barely touching the ground as she leaped, stopped, and examined, one by one, her handiwork. How kind she was to the people who shunned her! They were so rude to her and still she made them beautiful with color, even going through all the trouble to maintain their lovely expressions. A soft giggle of glee escaped from her closed lips. Alyss was such a good queen.






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{Thoughts} Where is my Mon Cheri?
{Location} The heart of the northern lands.
{Feelings} Calm, proud.
{What is she wearing?} Her Birthday Suit.
{Translations} "N/A"

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To say that Jayce was excited for this battle is a bit of an understatement. It had been a while since he had gotten to use his skills for any legitimate reason and this was the time. It was already obvious that the battle was shifting in their favor so now, it was just a matter of cleaning out as many of the remaining enemies as possible. Now that would be the fun part. Of course, it would be a dangerous under any circumstances, but now there was no real push to actually pursue a goal. Jayce turned to his select group of mercenaries and smirked slightly. "Well my friends, it appears as though we are a little late to the party." He paused to look around at the battle that was around him. "However, that doesn't mean we can't help ourselves to the punch bowl." This statement caused a light roar from his group and it was that that confirmed the excitement of the men and women with him. "Without further ado, let do what we do best." With that, Jayce pulled both his spears from his back with the longest one in the right hand and the short in the left. With a bit of a skip, he ran into the mess.

The first thing that drew his attention first was the King of Autumn. It was impressive that the king himself was taking part of the battle rather than just commanding from the side lines. There was a level of respect from Jayce even though he was Autumn. Either way, as of this time, they were allies though he was sure it wouldn't last long. The second thing was a bit more hidden, but enoucraging all the same. The Winter champion seemed to know exactly what Jayce knew. This battle wasn't going to end well for him. It was to be expected though right? It was one season to battle against three. As a matter of fact, he was surprised to see the champion was even here. Though, the queen was no where to be seen. That alone was slightly suspicious and it caused him to worry for what was going on outside the battle. However, that couldn't be his focus now.

Without any more delay, he rushed in toward an approaching army. Jayce was never one for the whole flanking methods. Rather, he would just rather run in. Even though there was no surprise aspect, he would carry a wave of intimidation. It definitely helped when the roaring mass of around twenty troops followed closely behind. Once within spear range, Jayce took his first chance. He couldn't necessarily identify what creature he was fighting but they were definitely of the winter faction and would be treated as such. The first jab caught the first victim in the throat, much too far away to put Jayce in a mode weakness. Another came up close to him on his left side but it found the tip of the spear being slashed across its chest ripping it open. "This is more like it!" he screamed out as his group was doing similar maneuvers and dodges as he was. Trained well.

With a bit of a cocky spin, Jayce placed both of his spears back into their places on his back. This was followed by a hefty smirk and a clap of his hands causing dust to fly out. "My blades can't have all the fun." With a kick to the ground, a pillar of earth shot out from underneath him and caused him to take to the skies. The pillar quickly disappeared which left Jayce free and falling. Without any hesitation, he dropped to the ground causing an earthquake to shiver off thirty feet from his location. All enemies dropped to their knees with the sudden lack of balance. It was then that metal formed around his arms to create sharp edges. Swords around his arms. With quick movements, he began to attack them one by one starting with the ones who recovered more quickly and ending with the slower ones.

The battle ended when the last of the small posse was killed and left. Jayce's small band were all well however some slightly injured. No matter. They would heal up fast. Jayce was never one to not take any hits himself, but all of his people were resilient enough to keep striding forward even with a bit of a handicap. "Aye. Well played my friends." he said has the clapped his hand on the back of his closest comrade. "I believe it is time to rest a bit at the camp. Agreed?" This of course was answered brightly with a cheer. They all knew what it entailed. Once back, the ale flowed and the stories wandered out through the skies. A good victory for the night, but there was no telling what could happen next.

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"If you've got the time to fantasize about a beautiful ending, why not live beautifully until the end?"

It was such a disappointing moment. The leader of winter has taken action into her own hands, down the path of destruction. Winter is cold, bitter, and has many bad points to it, but the reasoning to the battles now being fought, created by winters leader was pointless and irreverent. For Iris, she wasn’t a fan for both winter and summer. They were hot or cold, both ruined some of her creations, but she wasn’t going to go out and start a full out war on the two just because of how she felt. From her recreated point of view, it just meant she got to work to regrow plants to their former beauty and take more time to enjoy their smells and warmth just before they died from either the heat, or the cold. She was at peace with herself with the struggles of the other seasons but one is not, and is only doing harm in the balance of the world.

Suited in armor, the spring leader walked down the long stretch if men and women ready for battle to serve and protect the balance of the world from the bitterness of winter. “Is everything in order?” she asked one of her advisers who followed her carefully. “Yes, everything is ready.” It took them a little longer than Iris had liked since there was some problems in the production to make weapons and such, but as long as they can aid the others then it was fine. With the help of her adviser, she found her horse and got on in one quick movement. “Lets go!” she called out, leading the others along side her. She may be blind, but it wasn’t an excuse to just simply leave her people alone in battle. It will be hard to fight with them, but she can at least do the best that she can.

The sounds of clashing could be heard by her enhanced ears from miles away, making her feel resentful that they were behind. They quickly made their way to the battlefield and joined with their own abilities. Iris swung her legs down, landing roughly on the ground and felt the earth for the movements of her enemies. Her lips formed together to hum to use sound as another tool for sensing others, just as a bat does. Feeling the thuds of an ice giant charging for her, Iris lifted her foot, slammed it on the ground and made the earth lift and bounce right to the giant. Once his body was disorientated, she lunged forward and brought her sword around with a swing and felt it hit the cold flesh of ice. Then she twisted her body and kicked where she cut and used her strength to shatter the giant. With the help of everyone fighting against winter, she continued with the best that her skills could offer.

When she was distracted with helping another, a giant came from behind and slammed her with his fist. At first it wasn’t the pain the affected her, but the cold. Taking in the breath she had lost, her feet found themselves up and she listened to a few others attacking the giant in anger. Her adviser came over along with the ones that defended her to make sure she was alright. “I’m fine.” she said calmly, feeling her shoulder throb and ache. It was dislocated, just handing down at her side. Her sword that was lost from her hands was given back to her and she felt the earth grow still, telling her it was over.

Hearing the cheers of the people around her, a soft smile came to her face feeling her shoulder being healed. “Looks like someone took my job of healing.” she spoke with a chuckle. Turning, she asked for her horse and quickly got on, leading everyone home. And then she became a little worried, thinking of Lauren and Jayce. Everything had been weighed down that her mind was focused on the many, she forgot to think about the ones she care for deeply even though she knows they are more than able to care for themselves since they are both strong.

Iris asked for her staff and her adviser retrieved her horse and brought it to her. To make things lighter for her, she removed her armor and handed it to a man that asked her if he could help. But she kept her sword on her hips. Her head lifted and smiled to her adviser. "Have you by any chance have seen Jayce or Lauren?"

【And all I got left is memories
Of your face smiling at me
Used to say that we should all
just handle this differently"】

❁Where: Battle field// Still out by the battle feild
❁With: Her army//Her adviser
❁Feeling: Calm, brave// Calm, relaxed, happy
❁Wearing: Armor//A button up blouse that was under her armor and black leggings with brown boots
❁OOC: EDITED

[AquaSorceress]

Location: Serinola // Status: A bit beat up, but i'm fine. // Company:Iris, and the Spring Army. // Thoughts : Cold, and late to the battle....Both wonderful things... // Current Theme: Surface - Aero Chord

Close your eyes, keep silent.
Think about the reason you were born.
Look inward to learn the truth.
You were born to develop your soul.

Starry sky healed their minds.
The blue sea wrapped them with a generous mind.
Yet, they make the same mistake many times.
Loosing their reasons like a beast.
The truth is, only one....

"As you sow so shall you reap."

A girl with a grey cloak stood with her hood hiding her face as her soldiers looked out at the battle field. A long sigh of annoyance escaped her lips as the cold air revealed the warm air escaping her delicate body. "Why does it have to be so cold....I can't think straight..." She thought looking out seeing the frost giants that were stomping towards her, and her division. The soldiers were becoming unnerved, but the cloaked girl just rose her hand, and grabbed her hammer made out of earth. She slung it over her shoulder as her hood got caught on it causing her brown hair to be revealed. Emerald eyes looking back with excitement for what was to come, and a grin to match it.

With a chuckle, she turned her heel to her soldiers. "Alright ladies, and gents! Ready to teach these brutes a lesson?!" She asked as they cheered. As they did, she heard one try to attack her. "I don't think so!" it shouted as a club was charging for the girl's head. With a grin, she shifted her weight on the hammer, and swung directly at the club. The earth inside the hammer making it harder than the club. Thus, disarming the giant, but she disarmed herself as well unable to withstand that weight.

Rubbing her arms in pain, the others went to fight on the others headed for them. The giant she dealt with was laughing at her. "Is this all that they could get?! Pathetic! I'll-" It said even though the girl was snickering. The hammer she lost soon fell onto the giant's head crushing it's skull, and sending it to the floor causing the girl to jump back a few steps to avoid being crushed by the corpse. She was always good at making herself seem like a weak being, and to show them how wrong they are was always too good to pass up.

Walking up to the hammer, she grabbed it slinging it over her shoulder as it was drenched in blood. "That's big talk towards the Champion of Spring. Try to think before opening that damned mouth." She commented before she hit the giant in the back to fire herself into battle to help out her allies by smacking another giant in the face, but this time, she kicked it's eye as well to send herself standing next to them. With a nod, they both took out their blades, and slashed it in unison before moving onto the next one. Her name was Lauren Ann Matthews. A former thief in her home town made into a champion of spring from an old friend of hers. She honestly didn't expect her to be glad about making her promise feeling sort of clingy towards the now-blind friend. Though, being late to the party seems to have caused her unable to spot her leader in the chaos.

Once the battle calmed, Lauren checked on everyone seeing no one was severely injured, but she used her powers to produce a healing herb for everyone to at least regain her strength. Taking one for herself, she munched on it as she spotted her old friend talking to an adviser. She grinned as she made another herb for her friend just in case. "Iris!!" She called before putting the hammer back on it's harness on her back as she ran to her friend. Once she caught up, she panted slightly putting her hands on her knees still tired from fighting before shaking her head, and standing straight. She held her hand out with the herbs in them. "Sorry for not being able to fight beside you. To be honest I got a bit lost on the way to this area..." She admitted still munching on the herb she made for herself. "Did you need anything to regain your energy?" She asked secretly trying to have Iris eat the herbs in an attempt to cure her blindness. After all, they have her magic within it. She knew of her blindness since they were kids. She fears something during that time caused this to happen, and it was her secret mission to try to cure her friend. After all, if she was still going to fight, she didn't want her best friend to die with that disadvantage.

Swans sing before they die.
Their songs resound throughout the sky.
And I drop a rose petal down the sea of blood and tears.
I keep praying

Why do you feel nothing?
Why do you injure one another?
Why? Aggressive culture of despotism.
Why? You'll never win the cursed war!

"Do not you...hear god's voice?"

OutofChances: I make way too many mistakes while i double back to this >.<

[R T Muss]

Zeyada
The Ice Fox.
Water, Ice and Everything Nice
Devilishly Elvish

Zeyada had gotten up hours ago, taking to the outside as soon as he could. If he couldn't be at the battle then he could at least stretch his legs and work out his powers, in case he was ever given the chance to actually use them. He changed the snow in front of him to ice allowing him to skate towards his destination, returning the ground to its powered white state behind him. When he agreed to knighthood he didn't think that he would be the one left behind, not able to fight. What was the point in having these powers. Regardless, he had to do it, he had to do whatever it took to keep one woman happy and another safe.

Zeyada was enjoying the freedom he felt as she dashed through the show. Here it was deep enough to form into launching pads that thrust him into the air like a rocket and caught him before he hit the ground. Despite all the pain this had caused him, the powers gave him a new out look on life and the world around him. He always had fun in the snow as a child, but now, it was amplified with the control he had over the element. He loved it, and hated it all the same, for it had taken away the only family that he had left.He knew, no matter the out come of this war, they would never be the same. "Woohoo!" he called out, as he launched himself into the air once again, covering more ground than he would any other way. Out here, far away from any village or person, he was able to be something far more than a pawn. He was able to be himself.

He realized that he had been gone for far too long and by now would be missed. With a heavy sigh he changed course, headed back from whence he came. By now he imagined the village they had visited was no more than a barren waste land, with ice statues dawning the streets like sadistic works of art. He didn't mind the force, the intimidation, but he never understood the need to destroy everything in her wake. He had long given up on trying to change that about her. It made her happy, and so long as she was happy whatever happened to cause it would have to do. As he slid into the city he came across the frozen remains of the villagers. He had no business being apart of winter's army. He could have the powers, survive the cold, but try at it might, winter could never freeze his heart. "I swear, she never wears clothes..." he chuckled softly to himself as he approached the dancing figure. He walked slowly as he approached her, least he have his head frozen from startling her. He had seen that happen. "Enjoying yourself, Nix?" he said with a smirk on his face.





boy its cold here: the heart of the northern lands
another warm body?: Nix (Alyss)
my heart still beats: sympathetic
i don't really need them: outfit
my brain isn't frozen yet: did they all deserve this fate?
oh oddly cold:

[Serpentelle]

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♥ 'Winter'
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The nymph in her was alive. The exhilaration of dance, ground molding itself to her feet, called out to her blood. The pure ecstasy coursing through her veins as her body moved in a way that could only be described as effortless, though the sweat that began to seep through her skin told a story that was anything but. Her grace was not one mere humans could match. The movements flowed more smoothly. Her feet moved more quickly to the beat of her treacherous heart. It was simply delicious. She was born for this. Oh, to have no other worries except for the next step. It would be a dream come true, but not her dream. Not for the creature she was now.

A deep, silky voice penetrated the silence of her little world. A different sort of thrill ran up her spine. In the midst of the turn of her pirouette, her eyes scanned the area. Dead, dead, dead, oh! Her dark eyes lightened to the color of a cloudless sky on a spring day. "Mon cheri!" she exclaimed, her voice more like the chime of a music box than an evil witch, rich with excitement and adoration. A pale pink flush filled her cheeks. Perhaps it was time for her grand finale? She took light, airy steps towards him, her speed increasing as she went, before she took the leap into her grand jeté. Gliding through the air, arms flowing behind her, Alyss almost felt like she was flying. She nearly forgot the scar on her back that robbed her of her fae wings, her birthright. Naturally, she expected him to catch her. He was her dear, her sweetheart, her cheri. He always caught her when she fell.

There was no need for him to move, of course. With her supernatural strength and flexibility, she just positioned her body to wrap around him like a koala at point of impact. She was so happy to see him! A giddy smile swept over the woman's face, accompanied by a flash of pearly white teeth. It was so pure, so innocent, so... normal. The corners of her eyes crinkled. She was smiling so widely, so brightly with all her being. Soft hands cupped his cheeks, her ivory complexion a contrast to his tanned skin. She always loved his skin. It reminded her of hot chocolate with lots of milk. Alyss giggled girlishly, planting kisses on his cheeks, his forehead, his nose. They could play now! What fun they will have! The snow queen always greeted the ones she favored warmly, but Zeyada was in her top three. He was special. Today, in this moment, she was just his charming little girl.

These moments were becoming fewer and shorter as the days passed, but the person she was originally was still in there, somewhere, for now. Sometimes, it felt like a part of her was calling out, putting up a fight. It never lasted long anymore. The ancient's last traces of light were slowly but surely becoming stifled by darkness. It wasn't a sudden and complete change. It was actually quite the interesting process. Just as light could lay no claim over darkness, darkness could not completely overcome light. All it took was a trigger of doubt, his lingering doubt that burned like it was her own. Like the sun setting, her eyes slowly darkened into an abyssal navy blue. There was a slight slant in her stare that took the place of the roundness of delight. The uncorrupted smile grew into one of a more mature nature. But before all that, a flash of fear. "You won't hate me, right, Mon Cheri?" a timorous voice haltingly inquired, like her heart was breaking, and just like that she was gone. A wind colder than the snow blew hard, enough to knock him off his feet if he had any sense, and a mound of snow formed behind him. Slender fingers became adventurers, wandering over his toned chest, exploring his broad back. Chaste kisses placed upon his cheeks soon targeted his neck, his shoulders, his lips, each passing marking the territory as hers. The elf would know what she wanted. He was no stranger to her needs.

Existing deep inside her heart was another being, one that also had reign over her body and her mind. As night fell and the cold set in, the boundaries of her awareness expanded. The cobalt of her irises, even the whites of her eyes, had become one with the night, pitch black like coal. Frost giants were too loud for her liking, but humans were just fine. They were quiet and small, rather agile when trained. Too bad they were only of use to her dead. In a battle, bodies could not be collected. That can only be done when a side has won. A true victor has to be decided. A small camp like this, even with numbers decimated, could prove fatal. Clouds loomed over the battlegrounds of Serinola and followed by the foreboding rumble of thunder. A storm was coming and it would not bode well for the allied Seasons to spend the night with a woman of darkness. In the midst of celebration, a stiff limb twitched, then another, and ten more. The fallen had come out to play, a small gift from Winter's Mistress to congratulate them on their victory. All the victors should celebrate, no?






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{Thoughts} It's time to play~.
{Location} The heart of the northern lands.
{Feelings} Bothered.
{What is she wearing?} Her Birthday Suit.
{Translations} "N/A"

[Saotome Of The East-l-]

ArchDukeIan

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Location:Serinola
Company:No one

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Veles awaken in the middle of the night from a nightmare. It was dream about her it ended in his death and her standing over his corpse cackling like a madwoman. His breathing was out of control but,it slowed and became steady once more. It was late he had slept for a few good hours it was time for him to check up on his solders.As the lord put his gear on he thought about his father Tristan and what he would of done. Father knowing you...you would of had this over with by now i'll do you proud..even if you're ashamed of me..for what I've done..what I help create..never again I promise. The small speech was more to boost his own moral after all he had a hand in all this. Veles left his personal camp behind to talk with his generals;everything was fine for the moment however a small band of frost trolls were to close for comfort.

Veles made it a objective to take care of them after all if they were found out now it could be a disaster. Before he could get on horse back with a few of his men/women he remember the young spring knight Jayce. If they were related Veles would of been the boys ancestor such a large gap in age. Veles could remember when the old lord of spring was around good times but, Jayce was alright reckless but alright. Though he was tempted to go the other camps and pay a visit to the respected Lord Iris who is blind. He held great respect for the young lord being blind yet facing her enemies with unrelieved courage!

He decided it would be best if he went alone to face the small band of trolls so, he rode off to meet up with his scouts. When he got there he was greeted by a autumn elf a race of elves that have fair tan skin their hair can change to all the colors of autumn. Her name was Eliza and she was with a Manticore one of his captains his name is Amon .They both were reps of their races and both were his trusted allies. They look like total opposite as Eliza was neat and held her hair in a tight bun,she presented her self within an air of nobility. Amon was what you'd call a man of action as he towered over both of them with his fiery red hair was wild he was like power in manicore form.

He met them at a cliff that lead down to a icy forest but, the trees seem at home in this place of ice and snow. They bowed before him but, he waved it away there was no need for it. As you know my lord the band of frost trolls are down below I believe we can get the drop on them quit easily just give the word. I have my men lockedon their position we can wipe them out with the element of surprise. Amon scuffs we will crush them like ants my lord. Don't take them too lightly Amon sound the alarm! On that note Eliz pulled out a ebony horn and blew into it what came out of it was not sound but vibration;the wave of vibration made no sound being an enchanted item and all. The Ice stalkers were now alerted they're advanced scouts of mostly elves who wear enchanted all white light armor for this terrane.

But what came out of hiding were not the stalkers it was the berserkers the Manticore the heavy hitters. They wore the same white armor as the elves yet it was heavy armor and they made no sounds as they charged the trolls! The enchanted armor muffled sound and made it possible to sneak even in heavy armor. It was fifteen of Veles men vs twenty-five frost trolls. As for Veles he called forth the wind to carry himself,Eliza and Amon down below where the fighting had begun. The Berserkers and Stalkers tore into the trolls forces taking them by surprise and killing them as a team;the Berserkers would charge the trolls and the stalkers would land a killing blow with wind! The frost trolls could regenerate that is why fire was one of their weakness but, wind could do the trick if they tore them to shreds before they can regenerate.

As soon as they touched down Amon transformed into his beast form and tore into the trolls his poison was also strong enough to kill a troll. Eliza took out her long daggers with razor sharp edges enchanted to suck life out of its victims. They were off and now it was just Veles and his own fight. He dashes off pulling his dual swords off his back and charging one troll that was about to kill a Stalker. The troll turn just in time to block and have it's arm sliced clean off it retaliated with swipe of its own but, the agile demi god ducked and rise up and split it in half with both blades. Veles helped the stalker up and summon a torrent of wind to shred the troll to pieces. The solder thanked him before running to join the fight again.

Alone Veles faced off against five trolls as they charged him ready to claw him to death. The agile demi-god dodged in and out of there swipes as thousands of experience came into play. For every miss he could counter two times in one perfected move. One troll had it's head taken off and after that Veles plunged one blade into chest of another. Yanking the blade free he kicked one into a tree taking the tree down with it. Another troll found its way behind the demi-god and pounced only to hit air. Veles side stepped and spun around the troll to place himself right behind it for an attack that drove his blades through the back and out its chest.

He stabbed the creature multiple times pummeling it down before facing another troll. The beast shot ice from its mouth. Veles rolled to the side but,his shoulder got clipped and began to freeze up. The cold burn his flesh but being a half god had its perks his endurance was on another level. He countered by throwing one blade into the creatures head laying it low. Veles ran dodging more ice breath as he grabbed his blade only to face the cut down trolls regenerating. One troll was getting back up already.

Veles used the wind to jump over to the creature in a sideways spin and once he got near he slammed down his blade splitting the creature in half. He got up from his crouching stance only to be blasted in the back then blasted from all sides of freezing breath.No! he yells as he was slowly being encased in ice but, it all shattered when he summon a powerful wind dome. The trolls were pushed back and shredded up like paper. Veles fell to his knees filling the biting cold he maybe be half a god but, he was no god he felt pain and right now it was a lot! He stood up only to be pierced in the neck by a tiny dart the pain he felt nearly knocked him out cold!

A shadow of a man stood before him one of Winter's men but,he was different. He spoke in a slick accent as he crouched down to pull Veles up by his head. It seems I found a prize..a demi god you may not be a god but, you have the blood running through you. By the looks of it also eleven those pointy ears of your's what a rare find...that explains why you're so damn agile I'll have to... Eliza and Amon arrive on the scene interrupting the man. Darn and here I was about to give a speech but I got to cut my losses i'll have your head one day Demi god. Know this your power that you gain from being a half god is ''paralyzed'' now you're just as mortal as all of us with that the man throws down a smoke bomb and vanishes in thin air.

Veles lay on the ground eye's closed shut his thoughts a blur. He was carried off back to the camp as the Stalkers and Berserkers crushed the remaining trolls once and for all.Veles lay in his personal camp attended by a high ranking clerk she was able to remove some of the poison but not all. After waking up his body felt no more pain as he was healed but, he felt weak as if he were sick with the flue. He lay on his back looking up at the roof of his tent he could barely believe it he..ran into a god slayer. Even though he was ''sick'' he decided it would be best to speak with the other lords but for now he needed to rest.

Theme For This Battle- Infiltration


OCC: : I made a new post because I thought Jayce was the leader of spring XD My bad so i decided to make a new post with a plot device in it for more entertainment. As for his powers he still has his wind and spirit because those are summoning magic/manipulation. His god strength,endurance,senses,speed, and overall godlyness have been paralyzed for the time being. He is more vulnerable then before and weaken.

Travel Theme: Desert Land Serinola

War battle Theme: Battlefeild Serenade
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'' I must right this wrong before it is too late!''

✔Theme Song:Song Of Four Seasons

✔ Personal Theme: Yago Island

✔ Battle Theme: Unlimited

Abilities/Weapons:
Wind manipulation:This is most practice skill other than spirit summoning. He started at a young age and now that he is this old he already master it a long time ago. I will list techniques that his knows in detail.

- Step of wind: The fastest wind ever recorded was 253 mph times that by three = 759 . He is able to go beyond the limits of earths wind speed because his is of a higher power if he wanted to.When using the step of wind he becomes the wind instantly phasing trough attacks however; he cannot attack in this form. It takes a lot of energy to become the wind,and move at such speed so, his maxed usage is three.

(Wind Bombs): He crates pockets of compressed air the orbs hold torrents of air which he fires at enemies they explode on his will. When they explode the release violent winds that shreds the ground apart. He can release about thirty in one go creating devastation everywhere he chooses to strike. This technique is good when fighting large amounts of enemies.


(Tornado Push) : He concentrates his wind into one of his blades compresses it and then release it on to his foe. A large tornado is unwrapped from his sword in a stabbing motion. The force of wind is great that it starts to tare things a part. If caught in one of these the target is twisted around violently like a rag doll before the tornado dispels. When it dispels it blows away creating a large creator.

(Blade Of Wind) : A buff for his sword to give it that extra kick! The wind acts as layers of steel for his blade making it sharper,not only that its length increases three times as well, and then the blades is as light as air he can swing it way faster than ever before. speed,reach and sharper this buff only last for five post also the blade is known as its pure form in this state.


(Grand Wind Wall/Dome)
: Veles creates a wall of rapid winds that block off or repel attacks from his enemies. The wall can even become a dome over him or his allies. The wall is not indestructible as it can be destroyed by powerful attacks! The purpose of the wind wall is all out defense against enemy attacks if he should be over run. The bigger the wall the more power is needed to maintain it so his max length of time for keeping it up is four post.

Note: These are just some moves I thought I would share with you lot. He is not limited to just using these moves in combat however because thy're many things you can do with wind such as flight, hurricanes etc. The moves are not meant to be over powered and I will make sure not to spam just one move throughout a fight not my style.

Spirit summoning (master level):

Spirit Solders: They're highly skilled solders that once served Veles father years ago. They're mostly skilled knights,archers,berserkers,monks etc. They may not be the strongest of sprites but, they're reliable comrades. At the moment he can only summon five of them on the battlefield. He can only maintain them in the field for five post.

Spirit Of Healing-Palutena: The spirit of healing steps forth and heals all that veles commands. Her only goal is to heal not fight s as soon as he summons her she is gone almost immediately.
Palutena

Spirit Of Combat- Solomon: Spirit of combat he takes on foes no matter how many there are. He stands about 6 foot 8 and can take hits as much as he can deal them. Being a spirit and all his more powerful than any human and with his sword Draken he is force to be reckon with.( Post limit 4)
Solomon

Spirit Of Defense-Metallica: A spirit that looks like he was made from metal itself is his greatest protector. Though her skin looks metallic it is not in fact no one really knows what her skin is made of.She can take hits like a champ but even she has limits she cannot stay on the battlefield for long(three post). Though she is defense she does have a powerful lance for offense back up.
Metallica

Spirit Of Magic-Ramza: He is a magic user trough and trough with powerful spells he is very versatile on and off combat, Though he may be a spirit he does share the weakness that all mages do lack of armor. ( He last for four post)
Ramza


Note: None of the spirits are invincible they can be beaten and if they are they will need to recharge in the spirit world. All spirits have a limit to how long they can stay out on this plane of existence. Every time a sprites summoned a bit of his stamina is sapped so over using them can leave him vulnerable.
xxxxxxx☽★☾xxx WEAPONS:

Anemoi Dual Blades: Two sets of blades that are made to work in perfect harmony with Veles wind manipulation. The blades can be connected to form a spear weapon giving him mid range,short range and long range capability.


Anemoi Giant Wind Fan: This fan is the size of a large boulder ans more effective with using the wind then his swords. It is mostly used to cause great destruction with a mighty swing!The fan can change from a normal fan size to the size of a blunder on his command.

[Joluv Archer]

Location: Skies above Serinola
Thoughts: Where the heck is the rest of Summer?
Feelings: Slightly ornery.
Wearing: Currently in Phoenix form, so nothing.

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"Hmph," stated Fenik as he soared through the air, only letting the slightest wisps of flame trail off his feathers. It was enough to keep warm in this cold climate, but he didn't want to make himself a beacon. A drip of flame from his beak with every breath kept it from freezing. To Fenick, snow is bothersome, but it could be worse. It could be raining.

Alongside Fenick, also remaining low-key, Shar slithered through the night air. It kept to about a 4-foot stream of airy flame, not glowing too brightly. Snow that hit his pure-element body would quickly melt, but having nothing to fall on, continued downward as a drop of water falling through him, not fully evaporating before re-freezing in the cold air below.
"Hmph, you sssay? I can think of ssseveral things for which you would Hmph. Which would it be now, Massster Shujaku?"

"War. Such disarray. Those who lunge themselves into the fight without a plan. Without grace. Without finesse."

Shar stared at Fenik with his indistinguishable firey eyes. "Aaand?"

Fenik again let out a 'Hmph' and smirked. "Summer is last to show. Though I have no complaint about not being in the battle, I also don't believe there is such a thing as being fashionably late. One is either fashionably timely or lazily late."

The battlefield approached far below. Though the snow made it difficult to pick up the details of all that was happening, it was unquestionable that the first advances had begun. Fenik swooped a bit lower, gliding at about 2000 feet in elevation. Troops were camped out on several sides, the Autumn and Spring camps closer together than Winter's troops on the other side of the battlefield. Frost giants and Trolls were obviously in the action, but Fenik knew there must be something more down there.

With a sudden veer, Fenik spun around and soared back toward the allied side. He spotted what appeared to be a man on a hill. Though by physical appearance he didn't seem foreboding, Fenik sensed by his body language that this was not someone to tango with. Not now, at least. Unsure whether he had been spotted or not, Fenik knew that falling back was a logical approach. Shar followed closely

On their way back, Shar broke the silence. "Permission to burn freely, massster?" Shar had spotted a cluster of dead trees, and it had been days since the elemental had had any sustenance.

Fenik held course for a moment, then sighed with a bit up a grumble. "Fine. Make it quick."

Shar rocketed down straight into a large dead tree, wrapping himself around it and flaring up with bright intensity. Within a minute the sky was glowing around that area of the forest as a cluster of trees erupted into towering infernos. A jet of fire shot up into the air and slithered it's way up toward a much smaller light that was still gliding around up high. "That was more than necessary." If Fenik had his palms right now, he would have put one to his face. Shar hissed out a giggle as they flew back past the Autumn and Spring camps. "We need to report the situation to the rest of Summer leadership."

Shar hissed back in amusement, "Sssuch a killjoy."

[CurlyMomo]

тalen ray jenѕon
tab ◌ golden eagle ĸnιgнт

Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them, that only creates sorrow.Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like

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Wings expanded in the air, using the wind as his guide as he followed autumns army and balanced his spear on his back. The eagle smiled to himself, excited to see the outcome of all. From his own opinion, war was...well something that was needed in the world. Sounds like a horrible thing to say, but it was true. With our war, there wouldn’t be fights, without fights the world would be boring. And oh, he couldn’t even think of that idea. Being brought into a boring world? Well, that just would kill him. Other than himself, he needed some other type of entertainment. This war, was going to be one of them. He was going to stay behind and just walk around the woods again, but he guessed that he did have a responsibility to help or maybe he was just bored out of his mind.

Golden eyes watched carefully and waited to hear the first motion of bodies hitting each other against the ice giants. The wings at his side bent in and he dived down, hitting the ground in his human form in the middle of Veles’ army. “Time to play!” Talen moved quickly through the crowd as he pulled his spear from his back and swung it at the first giant in his path, ripping it over the chest and down its back. Laughter came from his excitement, swinging at everything created by the winter witch. He could have had his own little army, but since he liked traveling around, he choose not to have anyone follow him. Plus the idea sounded like a pain and just to much work.

Talen was hit back a few times by the hard ice, but got back on his feet just to return the favor. He used his powers of wind to blow some away and jump upon them to shatter their heads. He helped a few others from getting hit and shortly after heard cheering and a sense of relief from the pain that was inflicted on him. He hung on a few of the soldiers and laughed, joining them for some fun at the base to drink and have some amusement for the time.

With a group, the blonde man laughed, told stories and joked with a large mug of ale in his hands. But then it stopped, hearing from the sounds of thunder breaking the voices of those around. Talen looked up at the sky to see the clouds and cringed his nose with a smile. "Starting again?" He turned his head and started to notice people from a distance.

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"It's better to be hated for what you are, then to be loved for what your not"

↻Where: Battlefield//Base
↻With: Everyone who was in the battle
↻Feeling: Excited. Happy, Entertained// Confused, Curious
↻Ooc: I am sooo sorry ._. I need coffee

[CurlyMomo]

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tab tab tab ❣ мoтнer naтυre, leader oғ ѕprιng, and тнe ѕιren

"If you've got the time to fantasize about a beautiful ending, why not live beautifully until the end?"

“I saw her fighting, but that was it. She might be at the base or still out in the battlefield.” “So who did we aid in this battle?” the white haired woman asked as she straightened herself out. Her adviser held onto the horse and looked over at the group, starting their little revel. “Autumn and of course Jayce’s army.” “Yes, I knew Jayce was going to come. I’m glad for whatever little help we did to give some leeway for them.” The advised hummed a yes. “I believe we did so. It was a small army from the leader of winter, but it was tasky.”

The blind leader turned her head as her name was being called by a familiar voice. She smiled softly and waited, feeling the earth as Lauren ran over. “There she is. I was just asking for you.” she said. “I was so focused on the battle, my mind didn’t allow itself to think of anything else but everyone who was with me. Shows how much I can multitask.” An eyebrow raised in questioning and shook head with a chuckle. “There is no reason to apologize. So much happened at once, it was hard not to lose yourself.” she spoke, hearing soft sounds of munching. The adviser gave a smile and looked to Iris. “She's handing something to you.” he said softly before taking the horse to the large group of men and women, celebrating their strong bravery that lead them to success. “Oh.” Her pale fingers rose and reached out, a little lost until she felt Lauren’s heat from her hand and grabbed a pinch of the herb that was being given out. “Thank you. I’m going to need it to stay up with everyone else to join the fun.” The herb was placed on her tongue and she gave it a few chews before swallowing. As always, what the herd was promised to do, did its works, filling her with the missing drive to stay awake that the healer couldn’t heal. Lauren was always good at that and made healing others an easier job.

Iris reached over, grabbing onto her friend's arm to lace them together, and walked with her to join everyone else. “I hope you weren’t injured out th-” Her head lifted and she froze for a moment from the thunder interrupting her. The white brows knitted together in confusion and she looked in the direction of Lauren. “Unusual. I thought it was a clear night?” she questioned. And then she felt movement from the earth coming from a little distance.

【And all I got left is memories
Of your face smiling at me
Used to say that we should all
just handle this differently"】

❁Where: Heading to the base
❁With: Lauren
❁Feeling: Calm, Relaxed, Confused
❁Wearing: A heavy fabric button up blouse that was under her armor and thick black leggings with brown boots (I did change her outfit since I forgot it was cold haha)
❁OOC:

AquaSorceress