The world of Laifel

Jacob released th eair around him allowing him to move and breathe."Now tell me everything, or I wont release yu from my power" he said ash he held him up with the collar of his neck.

 

"Calm down there Bubba. *Hiccup* The king? *Hiccup* Man why do you have to bring the bad news about the king in here? *Hiccup* Well if you must know the king is only interested in power, not the economy.*Hicc-Hiccup*
Some say he is planning on killing all the major people. Like *hiccup* the prince, and stuff†The skinny one said.

Eve wasn't planning on moving his lips, because he was too scared that he might embarrass himself in front of Kurt.

 

The frightened look on his face disappeared, as it was a ruse to get John to drop his guard. Whisk smiled, and simply said, "No." He then spun around and kicked John in chest, knocking him back. He picked up his staff and looked at him, "You and your brother are not welcome here, if he's still alive. You can try and attack me, but I have the entire guild behind me. You couldn't handle us all. Now leave."

 

"bad choice" he said as he did his attack again. "Now I will give you 1 more chance, I suggest you take it" he said as he put a wall of air all around the tent."How will my men help you now" he asked

 

Whisk struggled to talk since he couldn't breathe, but he didn't stop smiling, "Not-not your m-men, Coward!"






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This looks like a big battle, Zuiden thought as he watched. The Leader of the Lizard Clan has to be here. He better not die tonight.

 

"I'm not a coward. Coward is a word used in fear to anger an enemy" he said as he released the air bubble around his head, but kept the hold on his body."Now, where is my brother and what happened before he was lost" he yelled."And if you start screming for help, it won't, these walls are airthigh, nothing can get in or out"

 

Whisk laughed. He couldn't help but enjoy this. "Do I look like I"m afraid or angry? I call you a coward because you resort to cheap tricks instead of fighting. Keeping an airtight barrier around my tent as well as around me will tire you out soon enough, I know about Molding, I know it takes energy." Whisk stopped and looked directly into John's eyes before continuing, "You can kill me here, but MY men won't let you escape. But I will answer your question. Your brother, that poor excuse of a living being, wasn't fit to lead. You remember his old friend Zuiden? He's our captain now, and a glorious one at that!" Whisk stopped smiling as he talked about Zuiden, "We burned down everyone who wouldn't join OUR guild. Zuiden took your brother and left him in the desert to rot, like a man without worth deserves." Whisk stretched his mouth into another smile, "Satisfied, coward?"

 

"Why did you stop smiling while talking about Zuiden, and I did all these precautions so I would not have to kill you or anyone else from this guild, I have seen enough blood caused by me." He said calmly.He looked out towards the desert. "I don't believe everyone died i know that Jacob would do everything to protect his men, so why did you betray him, how diod he become a unruly leader, or did Zuiden just say that he was a bad ruler, and people believed him. Answer me that?" he yelled at Whisk.

 

Kurt was happy he already got where he wanted. A conversation about the royal family.

"Yes, I am aware the king beheaded his eldest son. He also beheaded his daughter."

"What? When did... did he kill his daughter?"
Then, to his friend, equally as drunk :
"The King killed... the princess... her too? Is that true?"

 

"Nah Bubba, the princess wasn't beheaded. *hiccup* She escaped remember?" the Skinny man said before Hiccuping again.
OOC Alright I got to go guys, night.

 

Whisk was a little confused by his first question. "Why did I stop smiling? Because Zuiden is my hero!" He couldn't help but yell. He felt too passionate about Zuiden. "Zuiden Virh is a genius! He will lead this Guild to glory!" Whisk stopped to catch his breath and then regained his cool demeanor. "Jacob would protect them? He let some of them die simply because he refused to fight Zuiden for leadership. YOu think he saved them? Fine, believe what you want." Whisk then grinned again, this time baring his fangs. "Jacob did nothing that helped the guild. He thought he did, but in reality he did too little. Zuiden saw this and decided to take the leadership. Everyone else saw it, too. That's why they joined us. We will take this Guild to the top of power. No member will ever be hungry, broke, or suffer ever again. Now," Whisk stopped smiling again, "Let me go and be on your way."

 

Kurt had learned what he wanted. He still wanted to continue the conversation for a minutes, just to avoid suspicion.

"Good for her. So, the King won't care about the economy, you say? Typical of a tyrant. Too bad he doesn't rule as he used to. Maybe we'd have some drink in this bar, if he did.
But since there isn't anything to drink, I think we'll take our leave. Thank you for your time, gentlemen."

Gentlemen, right. Drunkard fools, more like it.



OOC : I'm gonna go too. I can't continue with Kurt since ZC left, and I feel too tired to make Lythorne and Trenyan battle.

 

"Of course, anything you say" she said a bit to eager, she couldn't help but feel this way around Azazel. "Were are we heading?"

 

OOC No repeating posts, please.

"You got to leave? *Hiccup* Well I guess we'll see ya around.*Hiccup*" the skinny one(Yin) said.
Eve walked out with Kurt.

 

Kurt shot a glance at Flame Burst, who immediately came walking by his side.

Perhaps I'm not perfectly subtle with a wolf around me. Not that it matters now...

He then looked at Eve, and said :

"I hope you knew what you were talking about, when you predicted what path Sameire will travel on. We're going after her, and I hope you know where to go!"

 

"Do I know where to go? Of course I do!" Eve said with a laugh.
Eve looked up in the sky to the figure out where the stars were positioned, once he figured that out he knew where the northeast was.
"Are we going there now? "Eve asked, wondering if Kurt didn't want to go to Inn.

 

The girl isn't dead yet. Screech grabbed hold of her heart. He's pretty much holding her hostage. Zack's not going to like this. lol

How did John even know about this?

I just realized something, John molds air, not wind. I didn't realize this at first.
This can have some draw backs, Death. Wind is created from energy that is already there, which means that if you mold wind, then you are simply molding the energy that is passing through the air. However if you mold air, in order to make currents like wind, that means that you have to use extra energy to make wind like currents. Flying is much less energy with wind than air. Same goes for binding someone so they can't move.
This means that the longer John bind Whisk in place, the more energy he is wasting. you would have been able to do it longer with wind.

His name is Zack, Death.

Yes you did. He ripped a statue from the wall and swung it at your character.

 

OOC: I edited my post, and he knew this because he could recognize some of The cylain members

 

OOC : Hey ZC, you made a little mistake. Wasn't it night time? How can you use the sun to direct yourself?

BIC :

Trenyan expected a punch or a kick, but even a statue flying at him was no big deal. His Molding made him lose energy, but physically, he still had a lot in him, and by the time the demon ripped the statue, he ad tiem to react.

He lowered his fist, and jumped at an angle, avoiding the statue. His jump ended with a roll, and he got up quickly. The statue hit the floor well away from him, and Trenyan's plan worked : he grabbed his Wing Sword, his real Wing Sword, and assumed a defensive position.

"Come closer and how me your power...", he said in a low, calm tone, that hid all the rage inside him, as well as some fear that came back whenever the demon talked.

 

OOC: my bad, He swung the statue like a bat, swinging it any other way would take more time and would be less efficient, but doing it sideways is the most strategic way to go.