Thread: Mysllor RP -- Into the Territory

"Finished" Lilia exclaimed as she put the casing of the device back together.
"Now can it pick anything up?"
"Not much, but there's something going on to the north."
"Well then to the north it is!"
"Are you sure? We had all assumed he would be to the east. If we go this way Bryce and Dex won't know where to find us."
She made a good point, but there was just too much riding on it to not take our best lead. "Well then we better get back on time, huh?"

We walked for about another forty-five minutes. I could completely understand now what Benetio must have felt. It was some force, beckoning us towards is. Eventually we came to a cavern. This cavern must have been ancient, because there'd been no water in this place for millions of years. Unless, of course, it was man made.
We had no choice but to carry on, so we entered the cave. There was a foul aroma in the air. I recognized it from somewhere. But there was an even more strange attribute of this cavern. It was humid. It was in the middle of the largest desert of this solar system, and it was humid. There was no doubt any more, someone had created this place. And I for one was less than excited to find out who.
Eventually we came to a fork in the cave. We had to split up. She took the right side, I took the left. If I found nothing I was to quickly get to her. If she was to find nothing, she was to swiftly return to camp. I was far more experienced in fighting than her, and I sensed a powerful magik in the air. I wan't sure exactly what it was, but I knew that she was unprepared to take it on alone. And maybe I was too, but I wasn't about to take her down with me.


I went down into the tunnel, deeper and deeper, until the only light was a slight glow I was emitting from my palms. I eventually came to a much larger chamber. It was a good ten feet or so lower than the entrance, possibly to keep people from getting out. There was water. A small deep pool. I looked down and saw Benetio lying unconscious, no doubt having slipped on wet rocks after jumping. I carefully climbed down into the chamber and tried to wake him. But just as I did, the water started pulsing with electricity, and a shadowy figure emerged from its depths. I now knew where that familiar sulfuric stench was coming from. And that immense power. Dressed in chain mail, carrying twin blades. It was him. And we'd met before, in Kona's castle.

"You..." Was all I could utter.

Bryce and I continue to walk in an eastwardly direction - which is strange, since here the sun rises from the north. After some time, we find a rock formation with some shade and decide that we need a break.

As we sit there, drinking whatever water we still have, I decide to make sure that we're still going in the proper direction. With the slopes and whatnot, it's possible that we could have deviated from our course by a few degrees, but all of this walking could exaggerate an error. For precision, I hit a switch on Emmy's power source and feel the familiar rush of energy intensifies just above my skin. Bryce fails to stifle a laugh as my hair stands on end.

"Can it, Bryce," I say. "People say this makes me look more intimidating." I sigh, then add, "Although I admit that only works if you're on Dragonball Z."

Bryce stares at me, clueless to my reference.

I shake my head. "Nevermind." I switch on the device which tracked the odd readings the first time. A rectangular item with a circular LED. I expected the sensor blip to be at the top of the circle, or near it, but instead... "Crap! Bryce, we're at least thirty degrees in the wrong direction!" I point in a direction to our left, a sort of northeast.

But it doesn't make sense. Even when Emmy was on minimal power, it was still enough that I could sense our direction relative to Myllsor's magnetic poles. Unless it changed...?

We spend a little while in the shade of the formation. I demonstrate to him one of my neat little tricks by making the staff remain standing, not even slightly wobbling, a good six inches over my hand. But too quickly our rest is over and we're back on our feet.

Drexen's Report-- Entry 1

Hunting is too easy. I used to enjoy it, but all the challenge is gone. The repulsive creatures that wander aimlessly through the desert, my desert, are too stupid. They hold a false sense of importance, a sense of misguided duty to the planet.

I cannot kill them yet. I must separate them, plant mistrust in their hearts, turn them against each other. I have already easily defeated a member of their group, a human. Hiding him buys me time, it makes the others search for him. But in all honesty, I hope the desert claims him before they find him. Perhaps it will discourage the others.


I have been training, hunting, killing. Leaving subtle hints for the rejects to find. I enjoy this, watching them plod through an unfamiliar territory, especially at night. Sometimes I come within 100 feet of there camp, only to retreat when they hear a sound.

As I watch this Accenian standing before me in shock, I cannot help but be amused. And angered. I can see the fear on his face. I bare my teeth as I let out a low snarl.

I immediately drew my shield from thin air and set it to stage three, maximum. I quickly woke up Benetio and informed him of what was going on. I then told him to hold his breathe as I started to burn my tunic. Eventually the smoke was enough to fill the entire shield. At this point I reverted to stage one. Just as I had told him to, d'Rangon got up into the tunnel and escaped. I followed him up and set the shield to stage two. By the time the smoke had cleared, my shield was effectively blocking the pathway and Benetio was on his way to find Lilia.

After his patient waiting, Drexen finally felt it was a good time to strike. He sent an electrical pulse at the shield, which was sent back at him. He dodged and did nothing further. He waited and attempted to pry into my mind. It took some of my strongest meditation to overcome his endeavors.

After an hour had passed I donned my armor and the Sun Blade. I then dispelled my shield and charged him. Using a small contraption I had added to my boots years earlier, I had enough thrust to hover about three feet high. Or to strike three times faster. His katanas met the blunt side of my blade and he was forced far backwards. He came at me with a stab/block motion and I leaped into the water.

I saw bones. I saw clothes. This must be where he killed and cooked, every couple of centuries having a feast of humans. It was a mortifying thought, but there was no time to so much as ponder it right now. I dove deep enough to be out of sight and pulled out my shield in stage three. It formed a capsule around me, completely sealed off from the rest of the water. Just as I had guessed, Drexen caused the water to boil. But after about five minutes of planning how to go about the rest of this encounter, I could not hold my breathe any longer and forced my shield to surface. once I was out of the water it disappeared and I hacked in Drexen's direction with the energy half of my blade...

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I will allow Saturos to finish up this scene, as his character is a part.

My target burst through the water, his sword crackling with energy. I hissed as I recoiled, momentarily blinded. He quickly struck at my head, and I instinctively raised my arm to deflect it.

"AAAARGH!" I bellowed as his sword sliced my arm. I could feel the burning cut on my arm, which was good. It hadn't been severed. Yet I knew that I could not keep fighting in my current condition. I swung my leg up in a kick that grazed the Accenian's jaw, and he stumbled back, dazed. I quickly backed into the shadows, cradling my arm, spread my wings, and leaped into the air. I flew to a hidden opening in the ceiling of the cave and made my escape.


I landed several miles away, and spat on the ground. I had to let my arm heal before I engaged the enemy again. A fierce anger was building up inside of me. Anger at the enemy, and at the fact that I could not fight. But logic told me that I did the right thing by retreating.

"I will have my revenge," I muttered softly to myself. "And when that day comes, it will be a day for all to remember."

sorry about late post this is supposed to be for day 2

I woke up to the sound of Jericho screaming my name to wake me. He then explained what was going on. Then he told me to hold my breath. “Run in that direction and meet up with Lilia and don’t come back here!,” Jericho exclaimed. So I obeyed him and started running and I didn’t look back then I saw Lilia and I could see the delight in her eyes that I was okay. We hugged then I explained that we needed to get out of here. So we both started running outward to meet the others.

Journal Day Three
I have been unconscious for a long time. By the stars though I can tell I was only out for the night. There is no sign of that damned Relx anywhere around here. I can do nothing but find my way back to camp to find out more. Until then I am still in the dark.

As I made my way back to camp by the light of the moons, guided by the north star, I heard nothing but the wild. The sands had stopped. The sun was no longer pounding. The only thing I could focus on was the soft impact of many hooves on the desert ground. It was a group of Desert Steeds, or what the Humans fondly referred to as "Alien Camels." I can't say I know the origin of their reference, but I did know that in my condition any alternate form of transportation was a Tahn-send.

I sneaked up on them and straddled myself upon one of the stragglers. I was able, on a minimal level, to influence animals. I put my hand on its head, thought strong thoughts, and kicked it into a steady trot. It obeyed.

When I finally got to camp about an hour later, it was a grizzly sight. Every thing had been destroyed. Benetio and Lilia were there. Bryce and Dex were not.

"They have them." said a crestfallen Lilia. d'Rangon handed me a note that had been left at the camp when they got there, then went back to comforting her.

The note read:

You have messed with the fundamental laws of nature
You Greys
But the great atonement is coming
Soon there will be no more of you Greys
The Humans will be victorious
If you try to stop what must happen, there will also be no more Bryce Sage or Dex Iridani
Leave the Territory
Never Come back
Or the two will meet a very unfortunate fate
And so shall you