Fire Emblem: New Adventures in Elibe

Ayrix muttered the Fenrir chant under his breath again, silently making a flame appear at the chains which bound his arms.

"Hey, this guy's usin' magic! Get 'em!" Screamed one of the soldiers. Two of the soldiers kicked Ayrix hard in the ribs, and despite his screams of pain and the definite feeling of a rib cracking, he continued to chant until the purple flame melted the chain away.

Ayrix ran to the corner of the room, looking at Reane, and calmly said "You know you can't hold me...either you can accept that I'm telling the truth, or with much regret I will have to use force. Please, reason with me and spare yourselves. I have nothing to hide..."
 
OOC: Woah, I had no idea I was inside hehe...
Hi Oni! Good to see you! We're around Ostia now, recovering from our wounds from the recent battle we had.

Tear, still tired from his walk back to Ostia, turned to look at his friend being pulled down by the soldiers.
"Unhand him!! He cried, as he slashed at the chains in an unexpected fury with his blade. The guards fell down, and looked up at him as he began.
"He is one of us, and not only that, but he is telling the truth. I have seen everything he spoke of with my own waking eyes." he said, as he pulled the chains off his comrade.
"He has as much of a right to be here as the rest of us do. He is my right-hand man, saving me from many a battle."
He sheathed his sword again, and spoke loud and clear.
"He....is not the man you are looking for."
With that sudden outburst, he used the rest of his available strength. As he turned back around, he felt a swirling sensation taking him. No longer able to hold himself up, his legs gave way. He fell forward in exhaustion, and remembered nothing more, right when Hector joined the scene.
 
Reane ran over to Tear. "Tear! Tear! Oh no, he blacked out..." The young Caelin noble said tearfully, not noticing Hector nearby. "He needs a healer." She murmered and took his hand, as if to revive her fallen companion.
 
"No, no Lord Tear! Don't pass out now, I am indebted to you for getting me out of that situation..." Ayrix had a pained look on his face while eyeing his fallen friend. He reached in his robe and grabbed his Physic staff, hoping it would heal the ailment that Tear had. Ayrix pointed it directly at his friend and summoned the healing blue orb, which integrated itself with Tear's body.

"Please keep watch for now, Reane...we can only hope that he will get better now...."
 
Reane tore her worried gaze off Tear, and nodded at Ayrix. "I will do that, Ayrix." She then stared into the bright blue orb, it's light inveloping Tear.
 
Hector, rather confused with the whole scene, couldn't help but smile.
"Well, I wasn't exactly expecting this in my hall, but no matter."
He walked up to Ayrix, bending down, so he could look at him in his eyes.
"So my men have mistaken you for the sage?" Hector said, talking to himself out loud. He then turned around to the guard who informed him, and lowered his axe.
"This is no sage.....
He's a druid."
Hector let the guard take a good look at Ayrix, before he sent them out of his halls for the time being.
"Honestly," he said, talking to himself out loud again. "Sometimes I don't see how they became soldiers of Ostia."
He then looked down at the two visitors, surrounding their fallen comrade in the middle.
"I'm.....sorry about what happened. Some strange things have been going on in Lycia, as of late. My men are on edge, so they will question anyone who looks suspicious." He said, realizing that they were more focused on their friend then on his voice.
"Here," he blurted out, reaching for Tear and slinging him over his shoulder. "I think he's just beat. A good sleep in the healing house should do him wonders!"
He began to walk there, and he motioned Reane and Ayrix to come.
 
Reane stood up, nodded, paused for a minute, and then followed Hector. It's been a long time since I was here. The last time was when I was only eight years old... She realized with a start as she followed the marquess.
 
Oni was still wandering around the Ostian walls. He noticed how dark it is already. "I heard Ostia's walls are impenetrable...but maybe I can just ask my way in..." He moved towards the barred gates.

"Halt! Who goes there?" A soldier asked.

"Oni of the Kutolah from Sacae. I am a friend and I ask just for a night in one of your fortress. Or maybe at least at your streets." Oni shouted back.

The soldier paused. "Get out of here Sacaen scum!"

Oni stared in disbelief. Prejudice guards...just what he needed...
 
OOC: Bye ScArLetSkye! It's been fun! See you!

I'm still thinking of what to do next hehe...
 
Oni cursed at the guard and started to throw rocks at the gate out of boredom.

"Hey! Stop that!" Yelled the guard. Oni ignored the guard.

"Stop that!"
 
Emiru followed Tear and Reane silently. Her thoughts were filled with memories, memories of her childhood. When Hector lead Tear, Reane, and Ayrix ro a place to rest, Emiru followed as well. While following them, she kept looking at both Reane and Hector, she thought she had seen Reane before, that's why she looked familiar, but she couldn't remember when and where.
 
Reane suddenly remembered another thing.... She used to be in that castle a lot... Why was it at that moment she remembered that? Confusing... Skaking her head, she cleared her mind of those confusing thoughts.
 
As Ayrix slowly trudged the halls with the rest of his beleaguered party, the surprise of what had just happened began to dawn upon him. Marquess Ostia himself saved me from the guards...what a good person he must be...I?ll have to speak with him in a moment...

Still limping from his wounds, Ayrix was again using his Physic staff to aid him in walking. It was making a loud echo down the halls of the castle and he hoped it wouldn?t bother his comrades. Hector was at the head of the group, Tear slung over his huge shoulder. Lord Hector looked larger than life in his armor?he was very tall and very muscular and his metal plating gleamed even in the dingy halls of Castle Ostia. Even I could never survive a battle with him... Ayrix thought.

After what felt like an eternity, Hector stopped at a mildly-decorated iron door and pulled a ring of keys from somewhere in his armor. He placed a large key in the keyhole of the door and opened it. Extending his arm in he said ?This room shall be your habitation for the night. If you need anything, simply call for a guard. They?re incompetent, but at least they?ll be able to hear you. And if they give you any more trouble, simply remind them who sits on the throne of Ostia.? Hector winked and began to walk away as everyone went into the room.

?Lord Hector?? Ayrix said softly to him as he left. As Hector turned back around, Ayrix knelt on one knee.

?Oh, get up. I can?t stand people kneeling to me, it makes me uncomfortable. I may be Marquess, but that doesn?t mean I?m any better than anyone else.? Hector grinned and pulled Ayrix up.

?I?I never thought a Marquess, nay, the head of the Lycian League, could be so humble! You are Marquess, you deserve to be above other men.?

?Well if you think that, at least humor me just this once and stand face to face with me...? Ayrix did as Hector asked, and nervously began to speak.

?I am indebted to you for getting the guards away from me...what may I do in return for this favor??

?Nothing, nothing! It was my pleasure to help you. I can?t stand those guards myself. The only good one in the whole place is my faithful General Oswin...other than him, they?re all useless.? Hector laughed again. Ayrix was very surprised by his cordialness...he was actually quite pleased that the Marquess was so informal.

?If you say so, sir. But remember that I will help you if ever you need help...oh, and by the way, how did you know I was a Druid? I have not known more people than I can count on my fingers that can identify one...we usually keep to ourselves, hiding away in the forsaken areas of Etruria and Ilia...?

?I fought many users of elder magic when I was at war with the Black Fang...but I once traveled with an incredibly powerful Druid named Canas...I haven?t seen him in years though, unfortunately...?

?Ahh, I see. Interesting...?

?Well, have a good sleep, Sir Druid.?

?And you.? And with that, Ayrix walked into the room with the rest, closing the door and ready for a day of recuperation.
 
A reminder then popped into Reane's head. "I can't believe I forgot.. " she said to herself. Father told me, that if I ever did accomplise 'my wild traveling dream' I should see Marquess Hector, and give him the message... Wait, were is it? Is it in my bag? Oh no, I hope I didn't lose it! The girl tought irratedly.
 
ooc-I'm in Ostia, i anyone cares ^^
ic: woke up again, this time his wounds had fully healed* Ah yes! *he got up from the bed and walked out to the doors again with a heavy smile* where did everyone else get to, and who took me here?
 
OOC: Okay.^_^
Why am I so forgetful about this things?! I could kick myself! Reane tought as she stood there. Another thought soon hit her. Were's Emiru? And the others?... Maybe Emiru's near, she could have followed us... Maybe.... She shook her head again, went to the room Hector had assigned to her, lay down her items, and quickly fell asleep in the bed.
 
*is still pondering quietly to himself what could have happened to everyone, or where they all scattered too. Then he thanks the anomynous person who had taken him there*
 
Oni was now frustrated and watched the guard struggle to stay awake. "That's it...sleep all you want," Oni muttered.

The guard slumped into the dark corner. It was now Oni's chance! He ran towards the walls and jumped and started to climb.

"I hope I don't disturb anyone..."

Suddenly, bells were ringing.

"Wah--?"

"Intruder breaching the walls! Inform the Marquess!" Yelled one guard.

"Oh crap..." Oni muttered as he dodged a few arrows and continued to go up. When he finally reached the top, guards sorrounded him.

"Give up, intruder!" Yelled one guard. "The Marquess is on his way!"
 
It was midday, but the room was so dark it might as well have been night. Ayrix was laying on a straw bed in a corner of the room, staring into the darkness. He could hear the other people in the room breathe because of the great silence in the room, but he dared not speak to any of them...they were all either asleep or deep in thought like he was, he supposed...

I wonder what's going to happen next? At least we won't be attacked while we're here...that's good. I haven't gotten any sleep in days...
 
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