Sir Thomass
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AHOY! I SEE LAND AHEAD!
Username: Rogue Dragon
Herald's Name: Gale
Sacrifice: Thunderstorm in a Bottle
Hero / Villain: Trisana Chandler
Picture/Scene:
Part of the first chapter of Shatterglass is here for those who would like to brush up on Trisana's personality.
Relationship: It represents Trisana's powers. Glass and lava are related, considering volcanic glass. The storm inside the bottle is just like the storms Trisana has bound into her braids.
Inherited Attributes:
1) Trisana's Hair (Curly red hair done up into power containing braids.)
2) Wind Scrying (Audio and visual, though visual is far harder and distracting.)
3) Hair sparks and breezes stir when overly emotional.
Personality in 3-8 Words: Intelligent, stubborn, kind hearted, no-nonsense, storm enthusiaist
Prompt: C - (Messenger Reborn Stage) What glowy eyes your Herald has. Are there any powers she has with those? Can she see in the dark? Does she have secret eye-beam lasers? How does another child react when he/she first meets your Herald and she doesn't seem to be able to control those sparking eyes and wings...
Prompt Response:
Found and taken care of by a kind woman, Gale was doing okay, but no better. An abandoned child acused of being a demon or fallen angel, her room and books were her only friends.
There were a few who dealt with her, but all were scared, or stranger then herself, except the woman who cared for her. However, even the woman was getting nervous around her.
Walking to the park, intending to sit on top of the play structure, she hoped there wouldn't be anybody there. Most people stayed indoors in this weather. She preferred it that way.
Her footsteps added to the sounds of raindrops around her, washing over her like the raindrops themselves. It felt cleansing to her, like it was removing the dirt and grime of life. So clean and refreshed she felt afterwards that she was allowed to go out in all but the worst weather. Like almost a year prior when storms swept through. Gale didn't like those storms. They felt unnatural and wrong, rather than refreshing.
Reaching the park she looked around. Even in this kind of weather there were sometimes kids or homeless around. Fortunately nobody seemed to be around.
Gale enjoyed her time in the storm, lightning and wind dancing around her, in the highest place she was allowed to go. Eventually, the storm subsided and she decided she had better head back. On the way she heard someone in hiding. The person sounded scared and small.
Looking around, her now glowing eyes took in the street, cars, buildings and alleyways. In one of the alleys, balled up behind a dumpster was what looked to be a five year old girl. The hiding place was dry and sheltered, if not warm. Without hesitation Gale walked toward the girl, who went silent.
"Hello, I'm Gale. Are you lost?" The little girl's wide eyes took in the glowing eyes, glowing wings and soaking wet clothes. I've scared another. Images of past experiences came to mind. Trying to play games, make friends or just be a part of the group, but the strange glow always turned people off. They thought she ways using some power, rather than just being excited. "I'm on my way home myself." Gale paused. "Would you like some help getting home?" The little girl nods slowly. A little more walking won't hurt and I should be able to help. But I have to get her out first.
Lighting arced to a building on the next street over, it's acompaning thunder echoing through the alleys. The five year old yelped and curled up tigher, hiding herself even more. Gently Gale tries to "Is the storm keeping you from going home?" The little girl nods a little quicker this time without revealing her now hidden face. "I can keep the rain off you and the lightning won't come into the street." Gale suddenly extended her wings fully, moving the air to create a wind shield to keep off the rain. "See? You won't even get wet."
The five year old looked up and saw the rain shield in place. "Somebody is probably calling around to find you right now." The little girl nods again and mumbles, "mama". Gale held out her right hand, dripping wet like he rest of her. "C,mon. I'll take you to 'mama' and get you someplace safe and warm."
It took a little more to get the girl out of her hiding place, but not much. Cold, wet, hungry and scared, a promise to return her to mama was the one thing she wanted most.
Gale kept the rain shield in place, keeping the rain off the two of them, while the lightning looked like hands coming down to caress the buildings. Gale wondered at the beauty off the storm again. She never got tired of it, but she understood those like the five year old. To others lighting meant death and destruction.
Ten minuets after getting the little girl out from behind the dumpster the girl squealed in joy, and ran off to the door of a building. Gale saw the door open and a distraught mother embrace her newly found daughter. The sight warmed ales heart. They both looked so happy to find each other again. Mother and daughter, a bond she never new.
Eventually the daughter pulled away a little to point at Gale, telling her mother how she had guided and protected the girl. The mother was truly greatful.
As Gale and the two looked at each other, lightning stretched down toward the scene. Mother and daughter looked on in horror as the lightning alighted on Gale, dancing about her like an energetic puppy. No, not now! It was too late. Fear for Gale quickly turned to fear of her, all over their faces. Then the door slammed, both hiding in the safety of their home. The click of the lock was lost in the sound of the rain as Gale stood there, the lightning completing it's journey to the ground.
Rejected, Gale dropped the rain shield and started back towards her home. Her foster mother would be concerned if she stayed out much longer, or so she told herself. Really she just wanted to forget what had happened.
NOTE:
Based on the weather magic employed by Trisana, Gale would not be able to call up foul weather, but rather is able to harness the power of the weather already in existence. However she could create breezes and tiny lightning bolts without using her braids. The braids are like batteries, so she can harness natures power directly or store it for later. When such power is used, more than a small amount, she will suffer the costs, like Trisana does, by being bed ridden and weak for a while.
