Egress Unveiled Event: The Forgotten
Prompt 1: Draw or write your Reosean taking part in the varying crimes and pranks that the Forgotten may hold. This could be stealing building materials, pranking another Haedian, or perhaps causing a distraction to allow for others to run in!
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By FourDayz and Renya06
Somos closed his eyes and braced himself as he stepped into the storm. Strangely, he was not blasted with frigid cold air and tiny needles of ice. He opened his eyes. The storm had settled into a light snowfall around them.
Before him stood the vayron he called Frosty, more for his attitude rather than his magic. Somos approached him cautiously, the memory of being entranced by the storm’s power felt like it happened yesterday instead of two years ago.
“Heyyy, Frosty. Remember me?” Somos called out to him. He couldn’t tell if the other vayron was lucid. Those glowing eyes revealed nothing to him. He took a couple more steps. “Heard you bein’ a pain in the ass lately. It’s got a lot more people talking. You good?”
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Above them a creature slithered forward on its belly, wings folded tightly against her body so as not to be seen. Many had passed through her caverns but not one displayed that level of power over their magic, even if they lacked control. She pondered this while watching another vayron — a runner, she believed— confront the other. She could use them, she thought.
She wouldn’t give them a choice.
They walked.
They didn't remember wanting to inspect the new chasm; his hackles raised at the sight of something that didn't quite look like it belonged.
That he'd summoned his powers to defend himself against a potential threat. That the excitement had temporarily robbed him of his much-needed concentration, and his control had slipped.
They didn't remember.
All they knew was the wall of white that encompassed everything, as it should.
And so, they kept their inexorable advance.
Until the opaque barrier became marred by a darker figure.
Something fuzzy brushed the edges of their consciousness.
A slow trickle of faded pictures.
Did he... know that creature?
As he pondered this new puzzle, the whipped-up snow fell steadily to the ground as the harsh winds swirling around him slowed to a crawl.
He blinked, a frown forming between his brows.
Why was it so hard to focus?
It was quite strange. Somos had only ever experienced snow once. Back then, it swirled around in the air, blocking his vision and stinging his wounds. Every surface of his body was coated in a light layer of frost, sapping the warmth within him and left him weak, barely able to stand.
It was miserable and he never wanted to see snow again.
Yet here he was, smack in the middle of Vitalus, a warm breeze rolling over his back and a sheet of sparkling white before him.
“This… this is really bad!” Somos didn’t give himself time to gawk at the admittedly pretty scene before him. He sprung forward and followed the snow. He moved quickly at first. The snow wasn’t high enough to hinder his running and so he bounded through the fields with ease. The path eventually led to a massive chasm in the ground. A crack that seemed to split the mountain itself.
Somos slid to a stop and cussed at the sky. “Of all the places to go sightseeing, you chose here?” Almost everyone had heard about the Elder’s request to explore the underground caverns. While he himself was curious, this was not the time to do it!
Other adventuring vayrons and humanoids gathered around the edge, perplexed at the random weather and working to clear a path through the snow. A puller spotted him. “Crazy weather, huh? No one’s sure what caused it. It was clear skies all day! If you’re going down, come help us move all this snow.” He tossed him a makeshift shovel.
Somos let the flat board fall at his feet. He didn’t have that kind of time. He pushed past them all, ignoring their protests and, ever so carefully, made his own way down. Thankfully, the path was straightforward. A downward slope against the wall as he was not well versed in traveling through snow. When he made it to the bottom he was greeted with a strong gust of cold wind to the face. He shivered. He wasn’t sure if it was just him but it seemed colder than last time.
It wasn’t long before Somos found his target. A blizzard raged in the first cavern he entered and in the middle of that, one lone vayron, his glowing blue eyes piercing the veil of white.
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Egress Unveiled Event: The Forgotten Prompt 1: Draw or write your Reosean taking part in the varying crimes and pranks that the Forgotten may hold. This could be stealing building materials, pranking another Haedian, or perhaps causing a distraction to allow for others to run in! Featured Reoseans: www.deviantart.com www.deviantart.com www.deviantart.com 3453 Words By FourDayz and Renya06
2024-02-13 18:29:30 (Edited 2024-02-20 01:53:48)
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Somos closed his eyes and braced himself as he stepped into the storm. Strangely, he was not blasted with frigid cold air and tiny needles of ice. He opened his eyes. The storm had settled into a light snowfall around them. Before him stood the vayron he called Frosty, more for his attitude rather than his magic. Somos approached him cautiously, the memory of being entranced by the storm’s power felt like it happened yesterday instead of two years ago. “Heyyy, Frosty. Remember me?” Somos called out to him. He couldn’t tell if the other vayron was lucid. Those glowing eyes revealed nothing to him. He took a couple more steps. “Heard you bein’ a pain in the ass lately. It’s got a lot more people talking. You good?” - Above them a creature slithered forward on its belly, wings folded tightly against her body so as not to be seen. Many had passed through her caverns but not one displayed that level of power over their magic, even if they lacked control. She pondered this while watching another vayron — a runner, she believed— confront the other. She could use them, she thought. She wouldn’t give them a choice.
2024-02-13 19:01:28
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They walked. They didn't remember wanting to inspect the new chasm; his hackles raised at the sight of something that didn't quite look like it belonged. That he'd summoned his powers to defend himself against a potential threat. That the excitement had temporarily robbed him of his much-needed concentration, and his control had slipped. They didn't remember. All they knew was the wall of white that encompassed everything, as it should. And so, they kept their inexorable advance. Until the opaque barrier became marred by a darker figure. Something fuzzy brushed the edges of their consciousness. A slow trickle of faded pictures. Did he... know that creature? As he pondered this new puzzle, the whipped-up snow fell steadily to the ground as the harsh winds swirling around him slowed to a crawl. He blinked, a frown forming between his brows. Why was it so hard to focus?
2024-02-13 18:58:06
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It was quite strange. Somos had only ever experienced snow once. Back then, it swirled around in the air, blocking his vision and stinging his wounds. Every surface of his body was coated in a light layer of frost, sapping the warmth within him and left him weak, barely able to stand. It was miserable and he never wanted to see snow again. Yet here he was, smack in the middle of Vitalus, a warm breeze rolling over his back and a sheet of sparkling white before him. “This… this is really bad!” Somos didn’t give himself time to gawk at the admittedly pretty scene before him. He sprung forward and followed the snow. He moved quickly at first. The snow wasn’t high enough to hinder his running and so he bounded through the fields with ease. The path eventually led to a massive chasm in the ground. A crack that seemed to split the mountain itself. Somos slid to a stop and cussed at the sky. “Of all the places to go sightseeing, you chose here?” Almost everyone had heard about the Elder’s request to explore the underground caverns. While he himself was curious, this was not the time to do it! Other adventuring vayrons and humanoids gathered around the edge, perplexed at the random weather and working to clear a path through the snow. A puller spotted him. “Crazy weather, huh? No one’s sure what caused it. It was clear skies all day! If you’re going down, come help us move all this snow.” He tossed him a makeshift shovel. Somos let the flat board fall at his feet. He didn’t have that kind of time. He pushed past them all, ignoring their protests and, ever so carefully, made his own way down. Thankfully, the path was straightforward. A downward slope against the wall as he was not well versed in traveling through snow. When he made it to the bottom he was greeted with a strong gust of cold wind to the face. He shivered. He wasn’t sure if it was just him but it seemed colder than last time. It wasn’t long before Somos found his target. A blizzard raged in the first cavern he entered and in the middle of that, one lone vayron, his glowing blue eyes piercing the veil of white.
2024-02-13 18:33:15
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