Maple wasn't going to be the one to object to Shun's observations as they arrived at the castle, she held a worried expression regardless... even if there puppies and rainbows (actually, that might have caused a little more suspicion, wouldn't it?). So, she kept close and she kept her eyes open just in case and followed everyone inside.
It was really cold once inside and really creepy. Black crystals were everywhere, menacing and home of oddities and she didn't dare to look too closely in fear of what was really inside. Maple kept her arms close in, partly to control her shivering (even with all that armor...) and in part because of Shun's clear instructions. Don't touch. Not even if she wanted to, Black Knight Leader Sir. She decided to follow him in hopes of finding something a little less scary.
[ Exit ]
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My character's name: Maple Ziege Character's journal link:link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A small, meek, mousy brown haired brown eyed young girl. Maple is fond of hooded garments, so she is able to quickly pull them over her head when she feels overwhelmed. Rank of character Knight
Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 11:42 pm
[Noemi enter]
Black crystals, dark halls.
Noemi was not a fan of the scary things, and the castle seemed eerie and quiet with its growing crystal. She knew not to touch anything, it was obvious.
But she couldn't help but be curious about the crystals and power they held...
Lass didn’t say anything to Micheal instead she glared at him holding the hilt of her sword ready to attack until a message spread around. It was time to return back to the castle, or what was left of it Lass thought as a strange feeling washed over her. It was likely some sort of trap, for all she knew Lancelot was not what he truly seemed, and that returning was some way of sacrificing them. Nevertheless she had sworn to stay with the Red Brigade and with very few words followed them back to their homecoming, her eyes always shifting back to Micheal to continue her distrust of him.
Even with all the imagination she had of what Morgana and others could have done to the abandoned town and castle she had not expected what was before her. Black veins ran through every piece of stonework as tall spires of black crystal where reaching towards the sky almost as if it could continue to touch the moon and pull it down below. The feeling of the town was deeply wrong but so familiar, as if what was occurring was suppose despite the corruption leaking from it and in some ways reminded her of the black mirror from before. The castle doors were open, almost beckoning to step inside as the cool air almost curled around their feet pulling them in. A shiver ran down Lass’s spine as she tried to put the thought of freezing to death out of her mind. Everything about it screamed trap, that they were not going to escape and surely they would all end up frozen like statues covered in black crystals in the end.
Walking slower, one hand keeping itself on the hilt of her sword continued to walk towards the throne room. Everywhere clusters of the black crystal glittered among the stonework. A larger one in the hall caught her eye as she grew closer she could almost see a reflection, of her, no not her something more twisted, as her free hand slowly started to reach for it. A face of a monster appeared causing her to snatch her hand back before touching it, backing up slowly she looked away even more determined to push forward and ignore the crystals.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2015 3:13 pm
Matthias said nothing as the Great Knight told them they were returning to the castle, thoughts of what he had seen there kept reeling in his head. What would they find when they returned, beyond the obvious trap of course but would everything just be a mess of bodies. Would the shadows be there wondering at every corner, shambling’s of knights that had fallen. Everything was ruin, and yet he could feel it as they grew closer and closer to the familiar walls, the familiar sense of home, protection but the constant feeling of corruption. It was as if Camelot had never been truly safe at all, they had just merely imagined it was.
The town outside the castle was empty, not a sound other than the knights that moved slowly through could be heard. Long spiraling crystals shot out from the stonework as deep black veins ran through them all of it stretching as if trying to reach something, something beyond their own world. They looked almost as if something from the mirror had grown there, or at least something similar to what it was made of. Morgana, it had to be her and the shadows doings. It was all rather eerie, Matthias continued to expect something to appear, something to lounge out and grab but nothing happened, even as they approached the gates of the castle. A cold breeze seemed to drift from the doorway, as Matthias sucked back a breath of cold air. Still nothing could be heard other than the knights themselves moving, there was nothing there just more and more crystals all grouping in some formations. Some of the knights grew too close, seeing things or at least that was the impression he had gotten when they stumbled back, but most ignored them.
Matthias didn’t want to go near them; instead he kept moving through the castle slow and quietly heading towards the throne room.
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My character's name: Matthias Character's journal link:Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Long black hair, shaved on one side, wearing blue, white clothing with grey armor. Rank of character Knight Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2015 3:45 pm
Arrakis felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach when he looked at those crystals, and he knew he wanted absolutely nothing to do with them. It was bad enough that he was absolutely freezing, reminded then of his rather thin build. The crystals, however, gave him another kind of chill altogether, one that was infinitely more unsettling, and he wanted nothing more than to be as far away from the castle as possible. He did glance their way, but the shifting face he saw in the crystals made him look away again hurriedly. He looked over the other blue knights, feeling a sense of quiet pride well up. He really did wish he would have more time with them. Who would take over after him, he wondered. Would it be one of them? He hoped that they would have a much longer tenure than he would. Have that time to get to know everyone.
He turned his focus back towards the way ahead of them, mouth setting into a grim line as he continued to try very hard not to look at the crystals. "Blues, stay close," he directed over his shoulder at the others."And I know I don't have to say this, but don't... touch those, please." Arrakis' elbow winged out towards one of the crystals for a moment as he said this. "If you see anyone touch them, however... let the rest of us know." No surprises. Especially no unpleasant ones.
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My character's name: Arrakis Dismth Character's journal link: [xXx] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Arrakis is tall and built as if still growing into his body, with long arms and legs and shoulders that will broaden eventually. His long auburn hair is almost always worn back in a braid to keep it well out of his way. An active individual, he prefers to spend most of his time doing things that keep him moving (such as sword drills) and the tan lines on his olive skin show his love of being outside. Rank of character 1d8
Posted: Sat May 23, 2015 8:32 pm
[Enter - Kari]
Kari shivered as she entered what was supposed to be the palace. She hardly could recognize the surroundings as the same halls she once traversed in her days as a knight-apprentice. The crystals seemed to cake the walls in dark, jagged spires, and with how stiflingly quiet it was, one could easily mistake the halls for a gem cave.
Her heart clenched slightly as she caught sight of a small alcove that she vaguely recognized. Memory told her that stairs leading to an underground lake possessing great weapons were now hidden away behind a mass crystals. As she passed by a particularly large one, she grimaced at the reflection within, a grotesque imagining of her own self. Taking heed of the various warnings not to touch the crystals, Kari progressed with the rest of the group. Before long, she was standing in front of the doors leading to the Throne Room.
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My character's name: Kari Character's journal link:Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Brown shoulder-length hair and blue eyes. A slight build and small stature (110 lbs, 5'3"). Quiet, calm, cautious, adaptable, respectful, and determined to do any task she feels of merit to completion. Her sacred weapon is a Quarterstaff named Shinobu. Rank of character Knight (1d10) Sacred Points obtained: 75/100
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 12:18 am
[ Milo Enters ]
It had been a question in the back of his mind, if they would ever attempt to make it back to the castle. Often enough, it happened in stories he vaguely recalled; those sort of life lessons that remained in your head even if you couldn't remember all the details. It was usually a sign of triumph, sometimes the last battle before the end, and also the daring rescue. Milo wasn't sure exactly which one of these it was. It just looked forboding with the dark crystals that littered the walls of the hallway. Cold as hell as well, making the blue knight shiver where he stood.
The instructions to not touch seemed to spread across them all, but Milo honestly couldn't deny there was a small hint of temptation.
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My character's name: Milo Hale Character's journal link:link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Milo is a tall young man, lean of build with short brown hair, bright green eyes and tan complexion. Always with a smile on his face and cheerful words. He likes to have at least one insanely bright blue item on his outfit. Rank of character Knight
Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 2:01 pm
[enter]
The stand off with Lass and Wrath had cooled down for now. He would keep his eyes on them, make sure that things went well. He still was unsure of if they were trustworthy but he had a plan of action in case they were not. Part of him did not even care if they were or were not, he wanted to fight.
Micheal held in his hand and gave the crystals a good hard stare. The general consensuses was do not touch them, but Micheal had to wonder what did those things do?
He paused in front of one, looking at an image that looked just like himself. Just like himself with war paint on his face and a smaller blade in his hand. It felt familiar, very familiar. The eyes that gazed back were full of war and bloodlust. It was him and yet not, those eyes invoked challenge, invoked war, but they also had something else. At first he couldn't place it. But staring at it he realized the monster in the mirror was not human, it just looked it in the vaguest terms.
While he had been built for hard work and instinctively knew how use tools like a hoe and shovel, this counterpart had no callouses except for those involved with a blade. Red paint and tattoos decorated his body moving down the chest and arms, and odd mimic of his own. But the strangest part is that war paint moved right over dark, dusty wings. The blade twirled light in his hands, ready to fight to kill.
Micheal felt eyes on himself and he pulled his gaze away from the crystal that spoke promises of blood split. Do not touch the other great knights had said. He would not. But he so wanted too, whither to break and destroy or something else he didn't know.
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My character's name: Micheal Character's journal link:linklink BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and well build it is clear that Micheal once worked hard for a living. His hands contain calluses from handling a plow. His face is tanned along with ever bit of exposed skin, a testament to how long he was out in it. On his right arm is a series of scars as well as a tattoo of a tiger. Under the jacket on his shoulder is another tattoo of a star.
Micheal has a nice red cloak that was torn at some point. He still wears it. he also has a tool belt full of little items designed to be helpful in a bad situation. Over his shoulder he has a heavy ax slung which he carries with ease. He has a smile full of adventure, and a touch of mischief.
"Yes, ma'am!" Johan responded to Luridel's orders. Though, not looking at the crystals was easier said than done. They were everywhere, and seemed specifically placed so that as you avoided looking at one group, another would catch your eye. He did his best to ignore the faces he glimpsed within. He caught hints of glowing eyes, laughing mouths, dripping blood. Some of the worst were where the reflection didn't move at all, since it tempted him all the more to look and see why.
He kept close to Luridel, Tempest drawn and held at the ready.
"Should we try to break them, or... cover them? It'd be difficult to bring any injured back along this route, or to retreat quickly..." he mused, trying to occupy his mind with solutions to the situation at hand.
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My character's name: Johan Klarstein Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Slim and of middling height, Johan is about as pale as they come. White-blonde hair, light blue eyes, and very fair skin. His emotions tend to range from mildly annoyed to full-on grump mode. Rank of character Knight-Apprentice. ** DONT FORGET TO DISABLE YOUR SIG WHEN POSTING**
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 9:19 pm
[ Entering ]
Once her musing was over she decided that even though she wanted to see his reaction to her flying she'd rather enter the Castle first... Shayne was a scrap of a thing... A ranged fighter... Someone meant to stand behind...And that's where she'd prefer he be! And so with that she drifts forwards a bit before touching down afterwards she'd grab the corners of her cape and wait for a moment... The stiffened fabric soon would become loose once more and return to the look of a normal cape
Slowly she glances back at him he had made his plea for her safety and now she would her's "Be careful ok..." she says softly it was simple and in truth more of a gentle command rather then a plea... Finally she'd turn back to the castle and after taking a steadying breath begins to make her way inside
It... It was freezing in here! Even with all the layers of cloth she wore the cold still pierced right through her! She now saw the use of long flowy capes and mantles as she wraps her feathered cape around her... Ahh that was better! Now warm as one could be in this situation her attention turns to the Crystals... They were dark and ominous... Yet curious as well... She unfortunately discovers the hard way it wasn't good to stare at them for too long as different images would begin to play before her...
One involved her taking the Dormouse emblem to a whole new level! She had Dormice ears and a tail! Plus her garb was strange... Another far more darker image showed her covered in blood and wailing with sorrow... She quickly looked away from that one and finally the last she saw was of a monsterous Shadow Dormouse that was the same size and height as her... She shivers as it became clear that it was her somehow!
Finally she'd had enough and decided to keep her eyes off the crystals as much as possible... She needed to keep up with the other Knights and while curiousity tugged at her she was no fool and decided the throne room where other knights gathered would be the best place to go...
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 9:46 pm
[Entering - Yuki]
The entire atmosphere around them made Yuki feel like the darkness was going to close in and suffocate them. For everything to be silent and open and in a manner the corrupted castle had welcomed them. It screamed trap so loudly in his mind that it was a wonder that he could hear any of the speech around him.
Though, what he did hear clearly didn't appear to sink in. The white knight's gaze traveled along the clusters of black crystal as they passed, the reflection of their movements catching his eye more than what the reflections themselves had to show him.
Until he had been looking over his shoulder - just for a moment - and turned to find himself face to face with his own reflection. Yuki knew it to be himself, and it was that that caused his breath to hitch with a start more so than the risk of running into the crystal cluster itself.
And he stared at himself... At the ghastly, jagged scar that ran from his left brow and down through his eyelid and cheek to cut off abruptly at the line of his jaw. The hue of his irises were mismatched, and he felt suddenly uncomfortable with the strong feeling that one did not belong.
He lifted a hand up to his face, himself and his reflection sharing a look of wide-eyed shock. The knight was confused and disoriented, yet the eyes of his reflection were almost hollow in comparison. Terrified. Lost. Broken. Like a caged animal waiting for a chance to either bolt, or tear the throat out of the Master that held its chain.
Yuki backed away from the cluster in a rush, though his gaze was still locked where it had been as his reflection did the same. He glimpsed on exposed skin countless wounds new and old, tattered cloth and a torso that had been whipped bloody and raw, his heart leaping into his throat.
Was this some sort of strange omen?
Amongst the vision, it was easy to miss bodily differences when his eyes had only been drawn to the scars. It was not the man that stood in the castle, as similar to him as he looked. It was another life, another place with darkness and evil of a different sort entirely.
Yuki didn't realize how far or swiftly he had back-pedaled until it was too late. His shoulders came back against a cluster of crystal he'd already passed by, his head snapping back in what at first might have looked like the beginning of a pained or startled cry. Instead, his breath cut off in a sharp gasp and he froze in place for a moment. Then, his body seemed to relax, the tension from before melting away.
His arms rested at his sides, his head tilting down level again to reveal that the bright teal and whites of his eyes had been swallowed up by black. They looked now as if they'd become solid obsidian.
Reaching for his tonfa, Yuki pulled them from his belt and grasped them like clubs. There was no defense in the way he held his weapon; he aimed to use them to damage and absolutely nothing more.
Yuki is in AU Trance
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I didn't quote anyone, since I'm not sure who is actually still wandering the halls (plus not wanting to force confrontation).
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 10:42 pm
[Enter- Wrath]
It was cold. That was the first thing he noticed. It was an icy cold, though the kind that seeped straight down to the bone within moments of becoming exposed to it, and he shivered, as goosebumps, hidden by leather and armour, broke out across his shoulders and down his arms. Outwardly, he appeared unaffected, his gaze flicking towards those few Red knights who were there as well, before sliding over the black crystals that appeared even thicker now, worse than he had first thought while looking at them from a distance.
There was something about them, both enticing and grotesquely distasteful. He could not decide whether they were worth further examining, though his heart told him that he should not look, should not touch....
He noticed Michael, nearby, studying one of the crystals. He appeared to not be affected by it, not right away, at least, though he stared for a long time. Seeing him do so only made the urge to do it as well more strong for Wrath, though instead of doing so, he finally grunted. "Red brigade. I do not believe going near the crystals to be wise. There is likely some form of spell placed upon them. Do not trust what you see." He directed that, mostly, towards Michael, to whom he was still concerned about, "And please, do not touch."
But even having said as much, as he continued to move through the hallways, the temptation became too great, and at one point his gaze did get drawn towards a crystal, just long enough to catch a glance at a version of himself that could not be real. Horned, scarred (more so than he was), with red eyes. He appeared a demon,
He hurriedly looked away. He mentally shrugged it off, pushed whatever feelings the image gave him away. He had no time for whatever this was.
He, like many others, continued along the hallway, until he reached the throne room.
[Exit]
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 11:08 pm
As Camilla wandered her way through the castle looking more like some strange bird rather then a Knight due to her feathered cape she couldn't help but glance at the Crystals occationally... Many reflections were horrible and upon seeing those she'd say she was done say no more! But... Not all of them were bad... Some were strange and mysterious... And it was those reflections that pulled her to take just one more peak each time... And she couldn't help but wonder... What would happen if one touched a crystal... Don't get her wrong! She had no desire to touch one herself! It was just more of a what if question she was content to never had answered ...Unfortunately whether wanted or not she'd get her answer!
A sudden gasp from from a Knight behind her that had entered just after she had made Camilla whirl around to face him worried there was a attack! However what she would see would cause her to gasp! The knight a male had accidentally back up against one of the crystals! His eyes soon became black as obsidian and he soon held his weapon with deadly intent! "Uh oh!" she exclaims before stepping forwards towards him despite the aggressive gesture "Hey... Hey! Are you ok?" she questions carefully... One hand rested on her Bokken while the other on her Main Gauche... Just in case...
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Camilla won't attack immediately however a good smack from his Tonfas will prompt her to attack! lol
Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 11:15 pm
[ Ridon ]
He'd learned enough in the last few days that the crystals were probably a bad idea to touch. The Great Knight shifted his armor, keeping Ryhorn close to his body and took slow steps through the minefield of crystals.
"Vi-Violet Brigade... Don't touch the cry-crystals. Prob-probably a tra-trap," he said, though he really hoped his knights had the sense to not actually touch any of the things. Not after, you know, watching Galahad go mad, or Percival die, or Gawain. He figured by now, the concept of death and Morgana's terrible curses was ingrained in their heads enough to give them sense.
Though, as he looked around at some of the other knights, it was clear this wasn't the case. Ridon sighed, plodding through them. They'd have to set up healer stations and weapon stations in the castle proper, which wasn't ideal. If Morgana had the castle under her thumb... they weren't safe anywhere. He realized with a grim expression that everyone in this ragtag army was probably going to die in the end.
It came to that... He sighed quietly again, and ventured into the throne room.
[ Exit ]
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My character's name: Ridon Character's journal link:[ x ] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Ridon is a small boy, with pale skin and fine blonde hair. Light blue eyes sit in a sort of hollow face, and his cloths seem too big for his body. Rank of character Great Knight [ Violet ]
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 11:23 pm
Yuki is in AU Trance
Camilla's movement toward him actually had Yuki tensing all over again, his unnatural eyes growing wide and lips drawing back in an almost feral display.
"Stay away from me!" He barked in a voice his own, but the tone was wrong. There was a panic within it, with the way his back hunched and he seemed to cower back from her.
But, in his mind, escape was not behind him. Setting his jaw, Yuki lunged at her swinging. What knowledge he had with Darius was temporarily lost, and he flailed with the tonfa wildly in trying to hit her with them.
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