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To cure a phoenix (Ithea, Calleigh, Surraruthru)

Started by Anastasia, January 25, 2016, 01:39:51 PM

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Anastasia

Baleruk continues to stare, silent and haughty. When Surraruthru blinks, "Of course," the prismatic dragon snarks, "You even blink like a humanoid."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Iron Dragoon

"Says the abomination against Asgorath's law."
This is not the greatest post in the world, no... this is just a tribute.

Anastasia

Baleruk ROARS. The sound sends Surraruthru back in the air, buffeting all the party with sheer sound. His eyes narrow, face coming to a mere of Surraruthru. "What was that?" he asks quietly.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Iron Dragoon

Surraruthru sniffs at the larger dragon and raises his snout at him, switching to Draconic.

"You heard me. I came here for help for Kascha and you had to mock my hoard. Sure, it's... unconventional, but it's kept little old me alive against the devils by myself on Lifasa until now. I'm not a great big dragon that can gouge mountains or carry castles. My whole glade was destroyed and this is all I have left from my family. You might not care about any of that, but it still earns you every bit of my comment."
This is not the greatest post in the world, no... this is just a tribute.

Anastasia

"It is not UNCONVENTIONAL! IT IS SHAMEFUL!" Baleruk's tail slams down, coins flying all about. "WHERE IS YOUR PRIDE AS A DRAGON? A DRAGON TRIUMPHS THROUGH MIGHT OF CLAW AND SORCERY! WHAT MANNER OF CRAVEN BULLSHIT IS THIS TO WEAR YOUR HOARD LIKE A HUMANOID?! ARE YOU A DRAGON OR ARE YOU A MAN?! BECAUSE BY RENBUU'S RAINBOW COCK, I WILL FIND A WAY TO TRANSFORM YOU INTO A MAN!"

Then Baleruk takes a long breath, "Though," he continues, "I find your use of that extra dimensional bag interesting. Hoards are always vulnerable when you leave them."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Iron Dragoon

Surraruthru snorts at the larger dragon.

"Shameful? Bah. I don't see you ending the invasion alone. If you could, you wouldn't be here. You're here for the same reason I am: because you need to be. I'm not a prismatic dragon. I'm not a Red or Gold. I'm a Faerie Dragon. You want to me to be more powerful? I can bring the nightmares of devils into phantasmal reality. I can turn them on each other. I can bring the Abyss directly to their minds and break them. And I can do it without ever having to move. I'll have my hoard, and it'll be a pile of hearts from the devils that dared take my grove from me."
This is not the greatest post in the world, no... this is just a tribute.

Anastasia

Baleruk stares again at Surraruthru, "Approved." It's all he says, backing up and giving Surraruthru his personal space once more. "If you wish to help Kascha by adding water to her, you must fortify her as much as her condition allows."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

#22
"Do Devils even have hearts?" Calleigh ponders, lazily orbiting Surraruthru's head.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Merc

"If they do, it doesn't much matter. They certainly don't use them," Ithea says quietly, before giving a nod to Baleruk. "We'll let you know what results. First we'll see if she even wishes to attempt it or stick with Ysgard."
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

Ready to move along a little bit then, off to seeing Kascha and getting Simmer info?
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

The three head over to check up on Kascha. They find her asleep, Hanna and Priest seeing to her. Moreover, Simmer's back, sitting at Kascha's bedside and watching those two work on her. The pyrodryad looks up as the trio comes over. "Hey, I'm back and I have word from the Cauldron."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Iron Dragoon

Surraruthru takes to the air and hovers near Simmer, taking a moment to sniff at her and inspect her.

"Hm. Fire and dryad. Dryads in my grove didn't like fire. Interesting. Afina made me half-fire. It was warm. I quite enjoyed it."
This is not the greatest post in the world, no... this is just a tribute.

Yuthirin

Calleigh is clearly nearly aburst with questions on seeing Simmer, but manages to contain herself, saying nothing.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Merc

"We have word from Baleruk as well," Ithea responds with a nod. "According to him, she'd need to be fortified to be able to handle the addition of a water element. It could help, but the problem is her health may not be able to handle that as she is now either. Anything good on your end, Simmer?"
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.