Quinn tried to make casual conversation several times throughout the meal, but she was just so formal. It was kind of hard to really talk to someone who treated you like you were standing on a pedestal at all times. Then again, she was born and raised as a servant. She was always taught that was how she should act. Ordinarily, that would be okay too. However, he never had the attitude expected of a prince. He'd always been told he was far too casual about it, that he should be more serious about his position. However, it was no secret that he didn't want the position in the first place. After they had both finished eating their food, Quinn stood and stretched his arms. "I gotta get out of this castle. I'm getting kinda stir crazy. Unless you've got some other critically important duties, why don't you accompany me? I'd imagine it gets tiring just working around the castle all day." Beginning to leave, Quinn grabbed his spear. One never knew when they would need their weapon. With that, he headed out into the town of Corvus. Balthar gave a small smile as the little girl known as Thea merrily came skipping back into the room. Seeming she wanted to show him something, she snatched the picture she had drawn earlier out of his hands and held up a white flame to it. At first, the page didn't so much as darken, let alone burn. However, just before he could applaud her on her progress, she lost focus. The flames turned red, and the page turned black. As the drawing turned to smoldering ashes, tears began to stream down the girl's face. Not quite knowing what to do, Balthar knelt down to put a hand on her shoulder. He'd never actually had any children of his own, nor had much experience with them aside from Thea. "Thea, don't fret over the drawing. It can be replaced. Just be glad your flames cannot harm you. While you can simply draw another picture, there will only ever be one Thea Strive. I'm only glad that you are unharmed." He said reassuringly. Much to the bard's delight, things had gone exactly as he had planned them to. Osric had taken notice of his musical capabilities and called him forward, banishing everyone else from the room momentarily. Taliesin bowed to the young lord, as to show respect. "Ah, my lord, you ask of what i seek? You are a many of many connections. All roads lead to Mooredoor, as they say. So, would it not be natural to choose the place where the most roads intertwine? I come only to offer my services to you. I believe you will find my talents useful, both in the realm of music, and other agendas you might have." Taliesin was a good judge of character. While it was impossible to tell the specifics of what Osric schemed, there was surely some less than legal ideas running through his mind. "Taliesin is the name i was given. It means "Shining". I'm afraid i have no surname to speak of, my lord. The one will have to suffice."
Ra had started to listen to all of the responses that his teammates had to offer about their plan of action. They all more or less seemed to agree on the same general concept of their plan, However, this could only be followed up with a sigh as he looked to both of the two. Gaius asking who was better or worse in this situation was essentially a moot point. They were equally terrible and they needed to come to at least some sort of understanding or else the tension between the both of them would only manage to harm the mission in general. Truth be told, Ra had felt that the two of them were exactly the same, the only difference between the two was in how they stroked their ego. Dale's response was a less than favorable one as well, but there was not much that could be done about it at this point. When Calxiyn had fallen off the boat after they landed, this team only seemed to be falling apart faster than *insert witty metaphor here*. After her leg was healed he extended out his hand to the girl and said, "do you need help getting up?"It was then that he turned towards Ander and said, "we have no idea what that light is actually indicative of, and recklessly charging into their would not be the wisest course of action. We should stick to the original plan and look for the civilization Bobo had come from. Any objections?" Strangely enough, Charlotte had done exactly the same thing. Hm. Must be some sort of mental connection between teammates.
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Ra nodded in agreeament with Charlotte. It would be a good plan to investigate the native people living on the Island. "We should go prepared, in case the curse has spread to more than their bodies. Their minds may have been turned demonic as well. In addition...We may want to look into some form of countermeasure to prevent ourselves being taken by the curse. While it's apparent the effects aren't instant based on the captain, we do not know how much time we'll have. Best case scenario, we are able to break the curse before we begin to be affected, and return the inhabitants to normal." He didn't have much to say in regards to the argument between Gaius and Dale. Ezekiel was something of a sensitive subject for him. He wondered if he would ever be released from that prison. If not...then perhaps it was for the best. if he emerged at all, then he would be a changed man. One he could be proud to call his brother. Ra looked over the railing of the ship, awaiting arrival on the Island. "Together, we will overcome this trial. S-class or no, this mission will prove to be no match for us." ~~~The Outlands~~~ Walking along the endless expanse of desert, the man had a hooded mantle to shield him from the harsh sun and sandy winds. He raised an arm, marked with glyphs to his forehead to block the light from his eyes as he looked up into the sky. There wasn't a cloud in sight, just the sun beating down upon him. In his hands, he conjured a small pool of water and sipped it up. He was by no means an expert in the field of water magic, but he knew the very most basic spells. Enough to keep him hydrated in this desert. Between the need to keep himself sustained, and the battles he fought, his magic wouldn't last forever. He had a large pool of it, but of course it wasn't endless. Not to mention physical exhaustion had begun to take its grip. In front of him, an image of salvation appeared. An oasis, in the midst of the desert. As he approached, he grew suspicious of it. This place was torment. There was no way something like this would be here. Sure enough, as he bent over to scoop up some of the water, a tentacle latched onto his wrist. The image of the oasis melted away, revealing a pit which descended deep into the earth. He wouldn't be surprised if it had lead to hell itself. If he hadn't been cautious in his approach, the tentacle would've pulled him in. However, it was soon turned to ashes by a blast of arcane energy. "The prison made by the first master to force repent onto the wicked. One can't help but wonder how pure of heart they were themselves to have devised a place like this. Nevertheless, i can see it achieving its purpose." Ezekiel stood and continued to walk. This desert was endless. He knew it wasn't figurative. This was a separate dimension, closed off from the outside world. No matter how far one walked, they would never reach the end of this place. Taking another look into the sky, he felt the sun beating down onto him. It seemed to grow hotter with each moment, and night never came to this place. He had to have been in there for days, at least. "So, that which finally defeats me will be the sun. This dungeon has a sense of irony, it seems."
Spoiler: LvD2 Abridged Ghost had the most peculiar thing imaginable happen to him. His sword flew out of its sheath and began dancing. Now normally one would find it strange that a sword was dancing, but Sapphire this thing was a good dancer. It was a tool for murder, and it was ripping up the dance floor. Beuce scratched the back of his head. Yeah, mission accomplished. Well, this time at least. "Knowing that guy, he probably walked right off and got himself into more trouble, but we can't babysit him the whole time obviously. Hmm...Well, we could defect and work for Sapphire. I mean, she's not really evil. Not even really doing that bad of a job even. I mean sure there's still evil in the worlds, but hell, hasn't there always been? There's been a ton of people that probably never got the chance to do any serious damage because of her. Light and dark aren't even really fighting. No one cares about your alignment so much anymore." Beuce said, describing option one to Stratos. "Or we could totally just head back to Disney Castle and wing it. I could probably talk our way back in. Then we can go and take down that goddess who is a total bitch for some undiscernible reason. I'm up for whatever. So, where we headed?" Event choice >Let's go to Riel to help the goddess Let's go to Disney Castle to help the Rebellion Let's go gamble Confess to Beuce Stratos' destiny was in his hands.
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Ra made no sound as Dale chewed him and Gaius out for their attempt to steal the boat. Not a claim to defend himself, an excuse, nor an apology. The past was unchangeable. Whether the course of action was right or not, there was nothing that could be done about it now. In any case, it had actually proved useful, and identified them as wizards for the boatman to take them. Gazing across the water, he saw the sky turn dark in the distance, seemingly all at once, as though a line were drawn to mark the boundary between day and night. As Calxiyn pointed the phenomenon out, he began thinking of possible causes. "I've never seen the island in question, but it's entirely possible that's our destination. If a curse lies upon it, it may also have cast it into perpetual night." He suggested. Curses had a habit of causing various negative side effects. Especially if it were one powerful enough to envelope an entire island and turn the inhabitants into demons, it may well be strong enough to permanently cast the area into night. Approaching Dale, he asked about their plan of action. "Upon arriving on the Island, our objective is to simply find out more about the curse, then think of a way to break it." He had a feeling this wouldn't be so simple as it sounded. There had to be a reason this was an S-class mission. "Dale, there has to be more to this than we're being told. If that were all there were to it, this wouldn't be an S-class mission. You don't seem the type to charge in recklessly while barely knowing anything about the job you're going on. What else is there to this mission?" Ra asked, suspiciously. If Dale truly did know nothing more about this mission, then he had sorely misjudged the man for overlooking this. ~Whatever mansion or something. You know the one.~ When Beucette was told to make herself at home, she did so. Casually flopping onto the nearest seat, she took off her shoes and sat back. "I hope he hurries up. I'm starvin'." She was surprised at the short length of this post, but then remembered who her writer was, and briefly swore under her breath about what a lazy ******* he was.
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It appeared that Gaius' recklessness had both been unnecessary, and proven useful simultaneously. As Ra had cast thunder, it alerted the apparent captain that they were wizards, and agreed to give them passage to the island so they could lift the curse, as the mission requested. Ander, meanwhile, said one of the stupidest things Ra had ever heard. He proposed that they simply make a boat....What? Did he have any idea how idiotic that sounded? Evidently not. He chose not to even respond. Nevertheless, they'd managed to secure passage to the island. However, they were warned by Bobo of the dangers this mission held. A curse that turned people into demons...Now he realized why this mission was an S-class. Ra gave a glance to Dale, though through his ornate falcon mask, his expression couldn't be read. What was Dale thinking? There was the possibility he simply wanted to prove himself by completing an S-class mission, but he didn't think him the type. There had to be more to it than that. Deciding against investigating further, Ra simply listened to the conversations the others would have with the ship's captain. They would be going on this mission, and Ra had faith they could accomplish it and successfully remove the curse. After all, the members of Team King had been against the odds when they battled Orpheus, and had come out on top over the demon he'd summoned. The only member they were missing was Thomas. He wondered what the boy was doing right now...Likely attempting to throw himself at every female within a 30 foot radius.
Ra looked suspiciously at Dale. Why would he take them on an S-class mission? He would bend the rules so much, and risk penalty for going on it. Not to mention the danger which would surely accompany such a mission. Dale didn't strike him as particularly foolhardy or reckless. Not like Gaius anyway. "If we must acquire a ship to take us to our destination, then it's best we split into pairs of two. We can evenly go towards each of the bo-" Ra was stopped by the sound of commotion from a little bit away. Please for the love of god let that just be a random criminal. Just let it b- nope it's Gaius alright. The red-haired mage had done what he did best. Run off on his own to do something stupid which Ra would likely have to participate in cleaning up. The man gave a heavy sigh before walking over to the scene of action. "What do ya mean we can't have the boat? I'm not about to let my shot at S-class go down the crapper because some sailor doesn't want to give us his boat!" "Sir, please go away." "Sure! Just give us the boat and we'll be on our way!" "I'm calling the guards!" "Gaius." "Yeah Ra?" "Do you know what is more detrimental to your chances of success on this mission than lack of passage?" "Huh?" "Prison." Gaius stopped for a moment. This...was true. "Well then i guess we better not let him get away!" "You are truly the vessel of my destruction..." Ra raised his staff and a volley of lightning rained from the sky down onto the fleeing sailor, scaring the hell out of him. "I'm afraid we can't let you do that. We need to book passage, and refusing us may be bad for your health. You'll find it's in your best interests to oblige our request." "Th-the rest of the crew isn't gonna go along with this! They're greedy bastards! Don't do nothin' without a paycheck!" "Guess we better do a little convincin'" Running onto the ship, Gaius began to lay into the workers. In fact, several of them he threw overboard into the harbor. Ra sighed. Well...they technically weren't supposed to be doing any of this, so why not go all the way? "Dale! It would seem that Gaius has...Obtained....a ship. Meanwhile, this man here was kind enough to offer to take us there free of charge. Is that correct?" Ra stared down intimidatingly at the sailor, who nodded furiously. "Y-yeah! That's right boss!" "Then we'd better head out."
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