Rafia: Trials of the Sixth Plane [RP Thread]

[Wolfe]

Amnora, who kept her eyes constantly flickering between the tower and the district itself, whispered. "Well, for one, they're not watching us. They're examining us. The prey."

She continued to look forward until she saw a shimmering expanse of colour and marvel conquer the desolation. Though, even with such spectacular architecture and cleanliness, that same gray feeling oozed from every crevice.

 

[OrangeAngel]

Zeyn stopped for a second to "talk" to his daggers
"Now we should probably speed up a little. I dont know how long she can take that."
"Sureee now you want to speed up both of us were telling you to before we even reached the stairs!" Yezan said.
"Yeah Boss we should!" Coparq said in a squeaky voice.
"Since when did you start calling him boss Coparq?" Yezan questioned.
The two daggers started fighting again.
"Stop this you two!" Zeyn commanded.
"Are we going to speed up or what?" Coparq asked.
Zeyn started to speed up towards Calliope.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla, banked sharply into a quick descent. She came to rest gently just before the group and released Ashen.

 

[The World Is Flat]

He thanked her graciously and stood before the line, examining it, seeing if he could understand what it did...

 

[AIagremm]

Calliope turned and noticed a young man about her age on the stairs of a tower, going to her. She could tell it by his eyes.
Her face got serious. Enough games. Its time she had used her powers.

She raised her hands slowly and from a low note began to sing a beautiful song. The man has fallen prey to her singing as he heard it. He was slowly walking towards her.

OOC: Me and Orange have an agreement Dragonson

 

[OrangeAngel]

As Zeyn heard the song he got a blank expression. He seemed to care for nothing but to get to Calliope, he was walking towards her and now it seemed for no reason. His daggers remained fighting, but they didnt know that Zeyn was "possessed" by the song. After that he started speeding towards Calliope until he reached her, which he did.
His daggers were asking "Whos this ugly girl?" (No one but i can hear them) And they would get no response what so ever. The daggers were starting to get suspicious of something but they didnt care and they went off fighting again.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Sorry for not posting recently people.
Had a connection issue the last couple of days.

IC: Finally the front of the group arrived at the gates to the Elven District.
There were no gatekeepers, but there was something ominous about the big iron gates, which had been shut for some reason.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Ashen tried to force open the gate with a sizzling ray of magical heat.

 

[AIagremm]

OOC: Will hopefully get to the gates as soon as possible

IC:
As he approached her, she watching him delighted by the effect ended the song, but not yet releasing him of her control.
"Who areh hyu? Why didh hyu go towards me?" watching him with cold eyes.

 

[Dragonson]

DM: Spell Check: Roll (1d6 +7 from Will): 5. (12)
Ashen sent forth a ray of magical heat at the gate, but it had no apparent effect.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Ashen sighed, his hands falling to his sides, looking dejected.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla drew up to the young mage, a small smile on her face. ''Don't be disheartened Ashen, I'm sure these gates would throw off the best efforts of even master wielders of all that's arcane''.
She paused, pursing her lips.
''Why shut the gate? I fear our companions may be right, something doesn't want us here, or more specifically... In there'' she folded her arms, closed her arms and dropped into a solitary state of indecision.

 

[AIagremm]

OOC: What surprises me is that no one heard loud singing in a quiet square Oo

 

[Phoonix]

"pah... if magic won't do maybe brute force will." Mex draws his soulblade and swings it at the fence whit all his strength.

 

[Fussiler1]

Llyw had curiously listened to the song that had been sung, but so far, he was the only one that had seemed to notice it.. the others were simply thinking of stupid ways to destroy the gate, because a sword would obviously break a gate! Nonetheless, it still went through his head and he looked around, looking for the one that had sang it.. for it was beautiful, in his opinion. Almost, like he was enchanted. He had been in a bit of a shock as it had stopped, nonetheless, he quickly recovered. As he saw Calliope, he furrowed his brow in surprise, yet, ignored her and focused on the gate again.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

"I could fly up to the gatehouse, but I doubt I'm strong to lift anyone but Ashen... and judging by the gates size it'll take more than us two to winch the gate" Meyla informed, coming out of her trance.

 

[Dragonson]

As Mex swung his sword at the gate, he were suddenly blasted by a magical force and fell backwards.
It was almost as he could hear the gate laughing at him.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"I could do it with magic..." Ashen suggested to Meyla.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Or you could not try to blast a magical gate away with a sword and some magic that comes from a child.'' he reacted to Ashen, Meyla and Mex, still angry by the sudden stop on the song and very annoyed by what he perceived as stupidity.. Llyw looked with narrowed eyes at all of them, grumbling something that nobody could understand, but it was obviously not very good. ''I mean, for the love of..'' he mumbled, somewhat harder, before he shook his head and looked at Meyla.
''Flying will be best, I believe.''

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla nodded curtly.
"Ashen?" she requested, beckoning.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Ashen walked over and prepared for a flight...

 

[Phoonix]

Mew glared at Llyw and said "i'd hold your tung if you want to keep your head!"

 

[The World Is Flat]

Ashen was doing a fair job of ignoring the nasty, shady man. He was used to these individuals, the guards that jailed him every other day, the mean old crones who wanted him to be a servant boy... he ignored them and did is best to wipe them off the face of rafia if he could, not that that wasnt much more than talk, he hated using his power, it always gave him a sickening feeling.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Almost before, Ashen had stopped moving, Meyla rushed him, gathering speed.
The impact, despite any reservations one might have had, was soft and cushioned as Meyla spun him round, secured him around the waist and kicked off all within a heartbeat.
Her wings began straining to pull their combined weight up and over the lumbering gatehouse.

 

[OrangeAngel]

Still affected by the enchantment of the song he answered her questions.
"I am Zeyn, I was coming to you to help you with those guys, then you sang the song."

 

[Dragonson]

DM: Endureance Check/Spell Check: Roll (1d6 +9 for Combined Player Efforts (Ashen and Meyla): 5. (14)
With quite unexpected speed Meyla and Ashen rose into the air, and soon they were within landing distance of a balcony on one of the towers above the gate.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla released Ashen quickly as she alighted.

OOCdescription plz, any doors etc?)

 

[The World Is Flat]

Ashen impaced softly, glancing around and muttering a soft, gracious thanks.

 

[OrangeAngel]

OOC: Of course i am the one who gets to rp with the one rp post a day person =P But o well...

 

[Wolfe]

Amnora was amused by her companions efforts against the gate and studied it intricately. It was pure iron, and it certainly was enchanted with something great, but she could not identify the source. All she could sense was the pulsating magical heat illuminating from the Elven District. She waited silently, listening to the song in the distance, as it seemed to bring some degree of beauty to the plane.

 

[Fussiler1]

He shook his head against Mex in disdain, pure and utter disdain before he looked away and looked at the gate. Seems the flight had been succesful, he noted. However, he could not help but wonder what was behind that gate.. guess he would find out soon enough, he thought with a little smile.

 

[Hugget Sukker]

Avi thought she had heard song. It almost went unnoticed, as if the song was a simple thing like the wind, but it had nonetheless increased her heart rate. She turned her gaze in different directions, ending by staring at the 'wretched' gate. "Hm... nevermind."
"Ah, the flying woman makes a good nursing mother for the boy" she thought with relief, and then she waited in expectancy.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

After drawing her longsword with astonishing speed, Meyla advanced catiously towards the thick oak, metal bound door that stood between them and the gate mechanism. With it being as thick as it was, she shrugged discretely and rapped her left knuckle on the door sharply before pulling back to striking distance, waiting patiently.
''Stay behind me'' she hissed at Ashen.

 

[AIagremm]

Calliope watched Zeyn with an interest... and suspicion. She made a move with her hand and Zeyn felt that he could do what he wants again.
"Myh name is Calliope. But why wouldh I need youh help?"

 

[Dragonson]

As Meyla prepared to strike the door, it suddenly opened.
Behind it was a series of levers, eight in total, all marked with an elven rune.
There was
-Shaek, the Rune of Rage
-Molesk, the Rune of Wisdom
-Quarr, the Rune of Cunning
-Equio, the Rune of Fire
-Omel, the Rune of Magic
-Presevai, the Rune of Life
-Ellorn, the Rune of Death
and
-Uthai, the Rune of Water

Above them were a sign.
A few words were written on it in gold:
You need three things to open the gate.
Gather the three, and embark on your journey.

 

[AIagremm]

OOC: Ooh! Ooh! Somebody pull Molesk!

 

[Phoonix]

OOC: and Shaek it sounds like shaak and gives us rage.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Ashen Didn't know what on earth to make of these things, he coulden't read elvish.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla preceded Ashen into the room cautiously, taking every corner, crack and crevice as a potential threat.
After half-convincing herself it was safe enough and although something still nagged at her conscious, she turned to Ashen, seeing his confusion. ''You need three things, gather them and we may proceed'' she then went onto relay the common translations for each lever.
''So which three are we pulling?'' she finished wistfully.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

A bump on the 17th page? No, no, no, no, no! Not good.

 

[OrangeAngel]

Zeyn starts to answer but something happens.
The daggers were bickering even more, it was like having a trumpet being played right into
your ear.
(dragonson i needz u to roll to see if i break the enchantment)

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: I have Orange.
I make a roll for every second post, and so far you've had 2's and 3's only.

Also: Get posting people! We, or atleast I, want to keep this rolling!

 

[Phoonix]

OOC: well the people up on the balcony need to pull the levers, we can't do much ATM.

 

[AIagremm]

OOC: Erm... Orange? I already released you from the spell in my last post?

Calliope watched Zeyn with an interest... and suspicion. She made a move with her hand and Zeyn felt that he could do what he wants again.
"Myh name is Calliope. But why wouldh I need youh help?"

 

[The World Is Flat]

Ashen Shook his head. He didn't know what to make of any of it, being almost entirely illiterate.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

"Shaek, Molesk and Presevai" Meyla announced as she pulled each lever in turn. She knew not what had caused her to decide, she couldn't recall making any rational decision, nevertheless those three felt right. She stepped back, gazing expectantly. What happens now? She thought.

 

[Dragonson]

A small pedestal appeared in the middle of the room, a shining red gem on it.
Apart from that nothing happened.

 

[OrangeAngel]

OOC: Oh, I was born blond guys don't judge me! (no offense to any blonds)

IC: Zeyn was kind of dazed still but he answered: "Well i saw that blast of magic hit you and it looked like you were in trouble. By the time they stopped i couldn't see you very well..." (Or could he >=D)

 

[AIagremm]

OOC: Dun-dun-duuuuun!

IC: Calliope watched his face and expression carefully, then grinned without much enthusiasm and said: "Hm... Hyi supphose hwee khould fare together... for now. Ifh hyuu desiher."

 

[The World Is Flat]

Ashen still remained passive as Meyla Acted.