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october plot conclusion; wyver takes

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reinhardt

[verflair]

[ from here. ]

[ X'rhun has the benefit of having Reinhardt between himself and a set of snapping jaws, but he has no such protection from the dragon's long and agile tail, which swipes past his head. An ilm or two closer and he'd have gotten his bell rung good.

But now that they've made this a wager, it's a matter of pride, and X'rhun is not above leaning on his miqo'te strength or agility to help him stay perched upon the dragon's back. ]

A fair wager! I do hope you've had a chance to ear some decent silver during your stay!

rocket

[verflair]

[ from here. ]

[ X'rhun is always pleased when people appreciate his jokes but... that was a little much. ]

To be fair, I was only being half serious.

But I truly would have never guessed that you were the type of person to get on people's bad sides. Never in a million years!

[ The sarcasm is very thick this time, in case there was a doubt. ]

sid

[verflair]

[ from here. ]

[ All right, well. As the name may imply, Dark Knights are scary, nice to know. But there’s little time to stop and marvel at whatever just happened. The dragon has slowed down considerably, and there’s no knowing how long that will last.

He moves in quickly with the rope he was given by the snickering stable hands, looping it around the beast’s muzzle. ]

Are you all right?

[ This, to Sid. Not the dragon. ]

intro log #3 ♦ guerrilla forces

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♦ ALISAIE

[verflair]

( from here. )

[ He casts her something of a curious look at her request, but it lasts only a moment until he remembers she mentioned her brother might be interested in the art supplies. It’s probably a dangerous thing to cling to hope like that, but he’s hardly one to talk considering he visits Arya often. ]

But of course. They are yours to do with as you wish.

♦ PROMPTO

[verflair]

( from here. )

[ LET PROMPTO HAVE NICE THINGS AND GOOD SELF-ESTEEM.

Not that X’rhun has any idea about how Prompto feels about himself or his abilities— for him, this is simply credit where credit is due, and the way Prompto lights up is well worth it. Everyone should be given the chance to shine, and should be acknowledged when they do. ]

A real bath will probably have to wait until we get back to the city proper, but you can dream.

[ As to the compliment, he grins and gives a small nod. ]

Thank you. It’s nice to know my age hasn’t slowed me down.

♦ YSAYLE

[verflair]

( from here. )

You did well, nonetheless.

[ Ah. He casts his gaze at the still form of the serpent, still bobbing gently with the motion of the water. ]

I’m… not sure. It’s somewhat large for the two of us to deal with on our own, but perhaps bits and pieces of it could be useful for the natives. Better than leaving the whole thing here for the fishes.

♦ RIN

[verflair]

( from here. )

[ The magic bullets catch his eye, and he allows himself a small smile. It seems his new friend is quite capable.

And her plan is sound, not crazy at all. ]

I'll make the first strike. You follow up!

[ The four remaining swords are already looping back around. The fist one grazes the creature's snout, but the next one finds its mark in one of the serpent's eyes. It roars and thrashes, turning its good eye on the mage that half-blinded it. ]

♦ ARDYN

[verflair]

( from here. )

♦ VENOM

[verflair]

( from here. )

♦ WAVER

[verflair]

( from here. )

♦ SOLDIER: 76

[verflair]

( from here. )

♦ VANE

[verflair]

( from here. )

♦ PETER QUILL

[verflair]

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♦ LENA

[verflair]

( from here. )

I am the very picture of serenity. Besides, I know I'm in capable hands.

[ It's true, X'rhun is difficult to rattle. He has faith in Lena's abilities. ]

I use this to steer, yes?

♦ CAIN

[verflair]

( from here. )

It showed.

[ Cain knew exactly what to do, and thanks to him, this battle was over quickly. As much as he likes to show off, he'd rather danger be dealt with swiftly. ]

Ah, no. Red magic isn't tied to any one element. It's sort of a categorization, more than anything else. White magic has many healing and nature-based spells, like the ability to manipulate wind or earth. Black magic is hard-hitting and destructive, with lots of fire, ice, and lightning spells. Red magic is a combination of the two schools, though we've a few tricks of our own, like the sword you saw earlier.

♦ LANCER

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I don't mind at all. Olympia is much more... structured, I suppose. There is more technology to be found there, more order. Wyver, on the other hand, is a bit more wild. They love their dragons and live off of the jungle.

[ RIP fish, we barely knew ye. ]

intro log #5 ♦ strangerer things

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♦ ARDYN

[verflair]

( from here. )

[ Ardyn doesn't need to give voice to the rest of that thought for him to know how it ends. It would be an impossible task, convincing a healer not to heal.

But as he sees it, they have lingered here long enough. There's naught more to be found in this scene but more heartbreak. ]

Should we wander off, do you suppose we'll land in yet another scene from the past, or will we finally find our way out?

♦ KRILE

[verflair]

( from here. )

Full glad am I to know there's a healer in our midst. Mine own abilities are passable in a dire situation, but good for little more than that.

[ Vercure will only take one so far, after all. ]

And she had better permit it. I'll hold her down myself, if not.

♦ MORGANA

[verflair]

( from here. )

You'll have to forgive me if this question is uncouth, but are you able to wield a blade?

[ Morgana has already showed he's capable of many things in this brief encounter, but X'rhun can't help but notice the lack of opposable thumbs. ]

That said, I would not call you useless by any stretch of the imagination. 'Twas you that found a way out of there, after all.

♦ CULLEN

[verflair]

( from here. )

There's only one way to find out!

[ And that's to move on. When his new companion posits that they move, he gives a nod of agreement and falls in-step beside him. ]

This is a rather bizarre way to make one's acquaintance, but I suppose if we're to be stuck in a pocket of time that's turned in on itself, introductions might be useful. My name is X'rhun. X'rhun Tia.

[ That's “shi-rune”, for the curious. ]

♦ ALPHINAUD

[verflair]

( from here. )

I suppose a couple of decades of Garlean rule will change a place.

[ As they exit the Reach and take to what Alphinaud will no doubt remember as sprawling green hills and trees, he will find that it is battle-ravaged here as well, though not half as bad as the poor Peaks have endured.

It is, however, just as X'rhun remembers it to be. ]

These are the earlier days of the invasion, before the XIVth Legion arrived to grind Ala Mhigo beneath their heel.

♦ SOLDIER: 76

[verflair]

( from here. )

[ As much of an answer as he could expect from 76, he supposes. The man has never been one for pretty words or overlong sentences like X'rhun is.

The sound of voices is enough to cause his hand to go for the hilt of his rapier, but the familiarity of one such voice halts him altogether. His hand stays where it is, hovering over his weapon, and his feet refuse to continue to carry him forward. When the sources of the conversation suddenly come into view, X'rhun has... very many questions.

He's heard the murmurings, of course, that whatever the Natha had warned them of is warping reality, sometimes subjecting people to visions of their own past, or the pasts of complete strangers. For him, this is neither – it is the past of a friend, and there is a part of him that dreads he already knows the identity of the man at the younger 76's side. ]

76...?

[ Not for the first time, he wishes he knew the man's blasted name. A number sounds so impersonal. ]

Is this... your past?