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He turned to look at him, seeing him in the chair. "Limited as you are, I'll take any pair of hands I can get. I've seen people play basketball in wheelchairs, so I won't mind that. And if we do find a body of water in our travels, then we'll have the upperhand no matter what."

He turned back towards the mass, building aura energy into his hand, holding it over the mass to see if there was any reaction, his right hand on the hilt of his sword, just in case.

Tender swaying breezes perhaps believed formed through natures whim sped with gradual increasing spurts suggesting something was amiss. Across lush green lands streams mere eyes may see washed over their parameters, stopping for collective purposes at its focal point. Upon firm grounds where needed each part of a merging whole spiraled counter-clockwise and with increasing density hastened. Flourishing skyward yet remaining anchored created one colossal sphere which withdrew debris giving a dusty white shading within its entity; this ensured whatever it housed remained shrouded.

Abruptly dispersing creating sweeping ripples ebbing afar from their channeler, they whom enacted a ruse concealing the instantaneous arrival took brief glances by subtle eye shifts. Spanning two enormous archangel-like wings, they attired in monochrome fashion said nothing believing the entry suggested arrival of another enough. Weaving sleeves from arm crossing partially closed the gap of the long white coat worn; this exposing less of their undershirt and loose black jeans which gave vague imagery to foot attire. A slight head tilt swayed long snow tinted strands; them showing slight confusion regarding why another suggested coming forth. unto another realm with another dead end pursuit. "Surely they'd best know better locations than aimless finger pointing" thought within while gracefully approaching complete strangers, they kept his slender frame stiffened in case one sought an early grave; two sheathed blades strapped from behind surely granting such malice wishes.

Dismissed until now surrounding ethereal energies seemingly harmless struck wonder given its source wasn't resonating amongst any whom conversed amongst themselves. Perhaps a spirit intertwined with this nature or nature itself being ethereal mattered little; they'd cease its being should conflict arise amongst it and he. Still . . . during their stay within this vicinity peaceful measures would be enacted; after all senseless destruction wasn't befitting for an ethereal. Until closed gaps were adjourned, allowing civil conversing, they paced onward without much worry for matters to unfold.

Captain Aramis Durai braced himself for the crash.

The airship had practically been running on fumes for the last hour or so, and with the last terrifying sputter the engines let out a frightening groan of defeat. He and the rest of the crew of the HMS Salamander prepared for an emergency descent. Unfortunately for them, they were no where near any port of call or open water---they would have to descend into the forest, lumbering, very resistant and not-at-all pliable trees and all.

The landing was rough, but survivable. Several deckhands were jostled and a sail was torn, dirt and sod was kicked up, but nevertheless they were unharmed. The captain ordered his men to disembark. They had to find fuel, any fuel that would power their ship and get them back to the nearest port. He had an enormous order of spices he was to unload at Sanodacci, and if he was unable to meet his deadline, his reputation would be severely tarnished. Aramis retrieved a map and tried to get his bearings as he and his crew disembarked, he was confused. The map didn't seem to make note of a garden anywhere near his supposed route. Yet here it was. Right before his very eyes. At the edge of the clearing there was a garden, enormous and magnificent. And no matter how tough the crew of the Salamander proved themselves over the year, the audible "Oohs" and "Aaahs" proved to him they were utterly in awe of the garden. Of course, Aramis was impressed as well. But being impressed wasn't going to feed his men or provide fuel for his airship. He'd have to see where and from whom he could get some fuel for their trip to Sanodacci.

...On the other hand, it couldn't hurt for the men to take an unscheduled shore leave. They worked hard enough.

A loud crash echoed in the distance, the dark mass growling softly. "Thaaat can't be a good sign." He looked into the direction of the crash, a trail of smoke leading from the sky. "Change of plans. We can find out more about this stuff later, right now we need to find out what happened in that forest." Without hesitation, he began running towards the scene. The location being easy to...locate...he didn't feel the need to wait for the others to keep up, the urgency superseding that. Any that decided to join up, would reach the site and the right time anyway.

Standing still in the dense forest, Coute let out a sigh of acceptance. She was absolutely lost. She remembered the event that took place right before she came to consciousness. A large battle between the force of maniacal Iddo yves and the army of Noche Order was reaching its climax. The tides were in the Orders favor with the aid of the kingdom of Inglenook. However, to Coute’s horror, a dangerous rumor was confirmed in the final moments of the battle. The 4th reincarnation of the weapon of dark user, Neba Canaza, had joined the forces of Iddo. Using his Black liquid, the flooded the field with the strong weapon and scattered all the forces throughout existence. Coute ended up in this forest, but she wouldn’t allow herself to think about the horrible fates her allies may have been met with.

Conversing internally with by herself, the two presences of her symbiotic pistols made an entrance. ‘We were so close to victory me lady.’ The old voice of Leopold mourned. ‘We should have ripped his heart out the day of Ebbenhine, he was weak then, now I fear he will never be touchable, especially considering he now has Ferro with him.’ The beast barked.
Swallowing her emotions from her companions and hiding them in a part of her soul not eve they could reach, Coute walked on. She had to get back to her land and finish her conflict.

Snapping her neck around at the sound of a large crash behind her, Coute quickly lunged to the left and rolled in the underbrush to avoid the massive airship that came bellowing down from the sky. With her heart pounding and adrenaline pumping through her veins she pulled out her pistols and approached the crash site.

From this distance she could read the ships name. It was the Salamander

Entering the woods, he lunged into the trees, jumping from branch to branch, as if an animal leaping. Quickly reaching the crash site, he stayed up high, using it to get a better vantage point of the area. It seemed a few others were already in the area. It would soon be time to sort the bystanders from the crash victims.

With Rune and Wolf, Sapphire led them off to explore the garden. However, there was this loud sound that distracted them, Wolf beginning to speak out loud about it, but was cut off when chunks of debris came flying towards them. Wolf deflected most of them, but one came towards herself and Rune that he did not have a chance to block. Before Sapphire was able to block the flying debris, Wolf was pushing the two of them out of the way. She managed to land on her feet, catching a hold of Rune to keep the other upright as well.
"Wolf!" Sapphire exclaimed, running back over to him, "what are you doing!? I'm not helpless, you know. What is it with men and defending women?" She sighed. "Are you alright?"

Theo smiled broadly and let out an audible chuckle as Yen climbed up onto the chair.

"I meant nothing by it, of course; after all, without this chair I wouldn't be able to get around at all up here--let alone keep up with you."

He waited for Yen to settle on a sturdy spot and then began to roll the wheelchair toward the large ship which was now in plain view, even from a distance. As they traveled, he glanced at Yen for a moment out of the corner of his eye with a much more serious expression.

"Just because we have more pressing matters at hand, don't think I've forgotten about the dark mass back there. As capable as he is, I didn't want to worry the newcomer with anything too serious. I know there's something more to that stuff than you were letting on; you've got a much better sense of the garden's equilibrium than I do, and if I was feeling that sinister energy, I know you were, too. Just how big of a disturbance are we dealing with, Yen?"