Borrowing Back Taken Magic

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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Tsaikatlaua » Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:23 am

Tsaikatlaua stared at the Library, knowing that the moment was near. Once she had the book she would exact her revenge. Then she would become an eagle and fly it home, borne up on the winds and strength of her gods. She let her eyes glow and become unfocused slightly for half a minute, then she snapped her attention back to the task at hand.

"Rue," she murmured, motioning the other girl closer. "I need you to distract the guards." She looked around and spotted a rock the size of her fist and touched it, changing it into gold. She turned her hand into a paw and dragged her claws over it, etching out designs and a shape as she spoke, which ended up looking like a small, seated cat. "Run past them holding this when I say." She didn't wait for an affirmative from the female thief.

"Talion, once Rue distracts the guards you must get to the building and neutralize it. Yyan, you and I will go with him to deal with the magical wards." Tsaikatlaua looked at the two men and nodded. She was about to add "do not fail" but she deemed it unneeded. They knew what would happen if they failed her. Threats were moot at this point.

Tsaikatlaua turned to Anther and Sagath. "You two must stay close, but do not touch the building. I can feel the magic radiating from it even here," she said, motioning to their location across the street. "Once we are all inside, you must start looking for the book. But don't get captured. It is small and dark, but it will not hurt you if you touch it." I think. She didn't add that last part either. Some things didn't need to be said.

She looked at Rue, then nodded. "Thief!" She screeched, giving the girl a hard shove and a glare that promised death if she didn't run. "She stole my statue! Guards! Catch her!"

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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Yyan » Fri Feb 05, 2010 5:37 pm

This was it. Staring up at the massive, austere structure, Yyan’s hands quivered. He dragged his gaze away when Tsaikatlaua spoke to him, hoping that she didn’t spot the fear he desperately tried to master. Jaws clenched, he nodded and studied the building again. He rested a hand on Talion’s shoulder. Lean on me, he whispered to him. We must be quick at this. The guards won’t be distracted for long. Then he got a grip on the young man’s waist and braced to run.

Tsaikatlaua thrust her golden trinket into Rue’s hands. They were far enough into the shadows that the guards didn’t appear to notice them when a woman’s screech drew their attention. Startled and spurred by that imperious tone, they pursued the fleeing street urchin.

Come on! Yyan all but carried Talion across the short courtyard to the unadorned entranceway, then motioned Tsaikatlaua and the two other thieves to join them. Leaving Talion to his task of weakening the wards, Yyan let his palm hover a few inches above the white stone for a cursory examination of the defensive spells.

It was nothing like what he expected.

He felt magic, powerful, subtle magic. But it stirred and shifted across a great distance that was filled with a wall of grey fog. At least, as his mind interpreted it. He couldn’t reach across it alone.

Yyan dropped his hand with a sigh. There is a barrier here I can’t dismantle, he reported. But the wards are strong beyond it. Talion, can you reach through it?

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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Talion » Mon Feb 08, 2010 3:18 am

Talion absolutely hated the idea of being dragged or carried along. He had two feet of his own and even though one of them wasn't in the best possible condition and it slowed him down, he was still very much capable of walking on his own, but he did not fight to stop Master. This time he would do what needed to be done and he would not complain about it for the time being.

When the two of them reached the entrance way to the massive structure, Tal instantly placed his hand to the smooth white stone that made up the wall of the building. It was cool to touch but not unnaturally so. In fact there was nothing to the stone to come across as unnatural or even magical in the slightest. For all the talk of magical barriers, wards and such, the building felt void of such things. Maybe he just wasn't trying hard enough. He closed his eyes, nearly dug his fingernails into the tiny pores of the clean cut stone and tried again. Nothing. It was like hitting a brick wall, literally. There was nothing there. He was about to give up and tell the others when he had another idea.

He moved his hand over to the massive double doors that kept the building closed to those that should not have been there. Through a small crack in the doors, from where the guard had not fully closed the door upon hearing cries for help, Tal could feel a very different story. Through the slight opening a strange and unique power leaked out. It was dark, it was powerful and it lacked most of the impurities that he had found in most living beings, save his plants. From this power he could drink his fill and become addicted in a way that he never dreamed of.

His fingers found the small gap like a child trying to sneak his hand into a cookie jar, trying to steal more of the sweet treat for himself. His eyes, swirled in color from green to gold to combinations of the two as they started to take on a glow of their own. He felt drunk with power in a way that made him want to take on anything that stood in his path.

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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Anther » Tue Feb 09, 2010 5:03 pm

Events moved too quickly for Rue to keep up with them, and before she found herself consciously agreeing to it she was already halfway down the street clutching at a golden idol. She'd run from guards before, but this was the first time she'd been running without a clear idea of why, precisely, she was running. But still, they were seriously after her and all she could spare time to concentrate on was breathing, dodging anything that hampered her running, and not getting caught. Especially not getting caught.

That bitch!

She skidded around a corner into a promising alley, and disappeared from the sight of the group with the guards close behind her.

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Anther hardly needed Yyan's encouragement. He crowded up against Yyan and Talion, not wanting to be left behind but not entirely wanting to touch them, flinching away from them even as he all but pressed against them in his fearful certainty they'd get caught. Sagath, on the other hand, sauntered up behind them looking all for the world like he was some bored high class brat going on a tour. Anther felt a strong desire to kick the other boy repeatedly, and run away. He really shouldn't have come with the strangers. He hadn't had a choice.

"Um. . .um. . .um. . ." Far be it from Anther that he be the one to tell them to hurry up, so he only twisted his hands and shuffled his feet and peered anxiously at what Yyan and Talion were doing (breathing on them, really) and turning and looking back the way the guards and Rue had gone. He viciously hoped Rue was regretting her decision. He was viciously regretting his own decisions lately.

Sagath leaned against the curve of the archway like some sassy cat, pulling out tools from deep pockets in his clothes and twirling them with arrogant precision. He caught Anther looking and bared his teeth in a grin that was not in any way welcoming. Anther moaned in despair, and waited with a waxing sense of doom for them all to be caught.
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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Tsaikatlaua » Wed Feb 10, 2010 4:51 am

Belatedly, Tsaikatlaua realized that maybe she ought to have put more thought into her crew. The weaker thief looked like he was about to wet himself, she wanted to slap the self-satisfied smirk off the other one's face. Talion seemed like he was getting stupidly drunk off of all the power seemingly radiating from the building, and Yyan looked terrified. If Tsaikatlaua had considered herself a mere mortal any more, she might have been terrified right along with him.

As it was... it was up to her to hold her motley crew together, and she barked out orders in a quick, snapping whisper. "Hurry! The quicker we are into the place, the swifter we may escape it. Yyan, do you need my power for anything?" Tsai could feel her powers rushing in her blood, giving her a heady feeling. The gods knew.

The book was close, closer than it had ever been. Her mental homing signal on it was 'beeping' more and more, and she could just tell. It was amplifying her powers, and she readied herself for the magical assault on the building. Her magic surged, and her eyes seemed to take on a glow as she looked at her assembly. "We take this building," she murmured, voice crackling with a mixture of excitement and magic. "We take it, we get inside, get my book, and then I release you. The quicker this is accomplished, the quicker you are free."

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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Yyan » Thu Feb 11, 2010 3:29 am

Talion didn’t answer his question, and Yyan saw why. He had found a crack in the door, in the barrier, and was draining power through it at an alarming rate. The kaleidoscopic shifts of his eyes were unnerving, but Yyan felt the strength of the wards dimming and the seam being forced wider. He could reach across the divide.

He turned to Tsaikatlaua and offered his hand to her. We will retrieve your book, my lady, he agreed, but first I need your help. Slowly and respectfully he threaded his fingers with hers. For the first time, he met her gaze. Please, do not pull away. Yyan let his mind turn gray, set aside the fear, and then opened.

Feeling her power was like being smacked in the face by a storm-driven wave. If he hadn’t centered himself, the surge might have blown him apart. Instead he channeled it through him and back to her, creating a loop of energy between them. His brain sent a command to his hand, and it lifted again, while he regarded the protection spells.

Complicated, which meant time-consuming. That wouldn’t work. He took inspiration from Talion’s method of plucking dark magic from the air and drew a strand from Tsaikatlaua’s stream of power. Using it as fuel, he applied the mind quicken, then got to work.

Knots. That’s always how he saw the spells. Glowing knots, with threads made of light. You had to trace back the threads, find where they intersected, and untangle them. As soon as you did, they disappeared.

Even with that primal power flowing freely, picking apart and negating so many spells in rapid succession made him tremble, sweat pebbling his face. Luckily, they were minor distractions, buried beneath the roar of Tsaikatlaua’s presence. One by one the knots came undone. Centuries seemed to fall away as he attended the task.

The last light went dark, and Yyan let his mind slow down. Still gripping Tsaikatlaua’s hand, he gave the door a nudge. The guards had not had time to engage the physical locks, and for all its heavy appearance it opened a few inches quite easily.

Do not let go yet, my lady, Yyan whispered. This may feel strange.

Knowing that time was still pressing, he tried to make this go as quickly as possible. He constricted the link between them, so that less and less of Tsaikatlaua’s power flowed into him. At last the flow snapped, and Yyan let go of her with an audible gasp, swaying where he stood.

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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Talion » Fri Feb 19, 2010 11:36 pm

Alongside Master, Talion worked to pull apart the locks and traps that stood in between them and this library. Tal had a similar method of tugging on the strands of the locks, pulling them apart, but unlike Master who saw them as knots and puzzles that he needed to unravel and solve, Talion took a more destructive approach to it. Talion picked away at the threads tightly wound around the center of the piece, he'd slip his fingernails into the heart of the project and tear the delicate strands apart. Like a piece of woven fabric, the spells began to unravel with the many little holes torn throughout them.

From the magic barrier he was able to absorb more of the oddly pure and powerful magic. It fueled him and pushed him onward in the hopes of finding its source. There was something about it that called to him, in a way that he was unsure of, but there was was something almost oddly familiar about it. Maybe it was the taste, or the smell or the tingling feeling that traveled down his fingertips and left a burning sensation on his tongue. There was something about this that he had felt before or something close to it, but what?

Locks feel away with a loud clicking noise that echoed in his ears and where he had been faced with a wall of glowing light and shadow that had prevented their safe entrance only moments before, there was nothing. Well not nothing but the thing that had been placing trap after trap in front of them in hopes of deterring their break-in, the thing had changed its strategy. Tal could feel it, whatever it was, it was in here somewhere, and it was waiting for them.

Porter was no monster, no beast that would lunge out and attack a foe like some simple guard dog, Porter was much smarter than that and much more deadly. He waited in the back of his domain and plotted his next move. It was all a game to him.

With the locks gone and the entrance way clear, Tal pushed open the large doors to the Justice Hall. To his surprise he did not see the dozens of armed guards that he had thought would be awaiting him, but that of a poorly lit room in which the overhead lights hall cast eerie shadows on the polished stone floor.

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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Anther » Tue Feb 23, 2010 4:57 pm

The streets of Marn had never been so dismal, so bleached of reality. Anther had never felt so faded, as though an arm from the sky had reached down and taken his essence and hauled it up and away from him so he could only stare dizzily up past the arch and gilt of the doorway. He did not look at his companions. The tension oozed from them as they thrummed with strange powers and alien frequencies, spilling out and around him in a sickening wave of vertigo. He knew Sagath would be standing with rapturous hunger; devilry in his eyes and longing in the curve of his lips. Anther turned away, and tried to keep upright.

Even the dirt of the streets seemed cleaner away from the slums. Far away. He might not even be in the same city. His knees buckled slightly, enough to throw him off balance, and he pressed up against the wall, not even flinching when the rough stone scratched him.

Xeis swayed.

A halo of unseen power buffeted him, unfelt in the physical realm but sensed through some latent instinct, and his eyes rolled upward and he strained, strained against the fear that pulled him both ways. Veins stood out against his skin, and the faintest vibration touched his throat. This was wrong. This felt wrong. This would get him killed. They'd be caught. Rue must be caught. Dead, and death, and something in him snapped.

Talion pushed open the doors.

Anther broke and ran, one step two step three step, away from the building.

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Post by Tsaikatlaua » Wed Feb 24, 2010 6:08 pm

Her hand was linked with Yyan's as she felt her power transfer. Her gods must have known, they could sense the book's presence through her, and they were feeding her ever-more power. She knew that eventually her body would give out and she would become... mortal, she thought distastefully. But not now. Not now. This was her moment, and if it wasn't then the true time was drawing ever closer.

Tsaikatlaua looked across at Talion, who seemed to be doing the same thing. He appeared drunk on power but in control, and she didn't offer him a hand to transfer power to him as well. She couldn't see the locks in place like he could, but she knew when he pushed open the doors to the Hall they had been successful in this. Tsai looked into the Hall and then her attention was caught by something else, something... no.

She hadn't been paying attention to her thieves. One of them she wasn't worried about running off, and she thought that she had cowed the other into submission, but apparently not. A scowl marred her dark face and her black eyebrows contorted in a furious glare. No one ran away. Tsai had made it clear that if anyone betrayed her they would be killed... but sadly enough, she needed him. She wasn't going to rely on Sagath alone. That one had aspirations above his station, and Tsai was not willing to place her trust in him.

Then again, she didn't really trust anyone here. Yyan was probably the one who was both sanest and most together, and so Tsai 'trusted' him the most. That is, if she could save one member of her team it would be him, and then Talion. The thieves were... expendable. But only to a point, and so she darted after him, locking her slim hand around his wrist in an anaconda's death-grip. She took care enough not to crush his hand, but she allowed no possibility of escape. Tsaikatlaua dragged him into Justice Hall and then allowed the doors to be shut so as not to draw undue attention.

Glaring at the panic-stricken man, she let a low snarl erupt in her throat. "You were trying to run," she accused. "No one runs from me." Her face was transformed by her growl, baring her slightly-elongated fangs at him. "I will let you live because I need you, but if you try this, or anything like it again, I will not hesitate to kill you. My power is fueled by blood sacrifices--don't be one of them." Tsaikatlaua was hesitant to shift forms in the Hall because she knew that the entity that guarded it wasn't out of play yet, and so she couldn't slap him across the face with a jaguar paw to teach him a lesson in blood.

With that in mind, she turned to Yyan and Talion. "Is it safe to use magic in here without detection?"

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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Porter » Sun Feb 28, 2010 7:27 am

These intruders were unknown to The Porter, their magic was unregistered, and their very entrance into the building had broken a long list of rules. They were criminals, law breakers and when The Porter was done with them they would the next set of prisoners to be tortured, beaten and murdered to set an example for those that wished to disregard the law. Nobody broke the laws of Marn and got away with it.

As if to answer Tsai, The Porter to spoke into the minds of all those within the Hall. "Your entry into the Hall was not permitted at this hour, what you are doing is illegal and the battlemages will be informed about it. I suggest you leave now or suffer further punishment." He spoke not in a threatening tone, but as if he was simple stating a fact of knowledge. His voice was calm, cool, almost pleasant but in an rather inhuman sort of way.

His actions spoke differently though.

The quietly buzzing electrical lights hidden among the many columns that supported the roof three stories above their heads, began to dim and flicker on and off. Shadows that had hidden parts of the white marble walls and danced across the black stone floor were send into a mindless frenzy with this little light show of his, but that was only the beginning.

Porter wanted to test these criminals. It was a rare treat for people such as these to enter into the hall of their own freewill. He wanted to study them, see what they were made of and figure out what exactly it was that they were after. He would study them, learn from them and then turn them over to those that would finish them off.

They really had no idea what was in store for them. In a secret, little unknown room in the back of the hall, the living mannequin known as The Porter simply sat in wait with his mindless child puppets.
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Post by Talion » Sun Feb 28, 2010 7:45 am

The voice that entered Talion's head was unlike any that he had head before. It was not the familiar voice of the Master or the newer voice of the cloaked figure he had come to call Master, but someone or something entirely different. The way in which the words bounced around inside of his head, throwing him off balance and vibrated his skull, he could just feel the power the thing let off. Whatever it was.

It's words barely had time to sink into his head as the strange lights overhead began to flicker, fade, die out, come back, flicker again, and so one. They sent a dizzying display of light and shadows swirling around the room. For an instant, Tal thought he saw the birds that he had seen within the alleyway jumping off the walls, swooping down to pluck out his eyes, and them they too would fade.

He simply stood there taking in the display of power in an amused sort of way. He was trying to figure out the pattern of the lights, the designs of the shadows and sort out the meaning behind the seemingly random order of which the lights reacted. The longer he stood there, he realized that as far as meaning or patterns went, he saw none. This was but a distraction and that was it.

Then the lights went out completely and the hall fell silent.

Tal was left alone in the dark counting how many times he could intake air while he waited for the next surprise that their invisible foe sought to trow at them. Would the lights turn back on to expose the army of armed soldiers that the thing had warned about? Would there be something worse? Was there something worse than that?

Eventually the lights did come back on, not all of them but a few farther down a long hall that led off to the right. From there only the smooth white walls could be seen.

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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Yyan » Thu Mar 04, 2010 6:34 pm

Already off balance from his earlier connection with Tsaikatlaua, Yyan tumbled to his knees at the presence of that… thing in his mind. It was alien, drenched in power, and also familiar. He took several deep breaths, shielding his eyes from the flashing lights until darkness flooded into the chamber, and let the dizziness dissipate before getting back to his feet. The trail of light guiding away from the circular hall was obvious, but he made certain to look around carefully for any other path they could take. He saw nothing.

They were being watched, directed. Controlled.

Yet now that he was once again inside this place, his fear was gone, even with the unspoken words lingering in his mind. It went beyond resignation to fate, to an inexplicable feeling that, despite the ominous warning, there was nothing for him to fear here. Yyan squeezed his eyes shut. There were holes in him, gaps in his memory from his time here, and the only trace left was the unexplained emotional residue, and the suspicion he was not quite alone in his own mind.

Tsaikatlaua couldn’t know. She may have been willing to suffer the presence of those more overtly unstable than himself, but only so far as they served a purpose to her. He wasn’t willing to jeopardize his safety over feelings that even he couldn’t explain.

My lady, he said at last, pointing down the dimly lit hallway. This appears to be the only way we can go. We should stay close together. He let his gaze pass over the others, resting longest on Sagath and Anther. No magic unless we are forced to defend ourselves.

Without asking or being ordered, Yyan took the lead position and started slowly down the hallway.

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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Anther » Thu Mar 04, 2010 6:52 pm

Anther whimpered, not daring to tug at his hand that remained tight in Tsai's inhuman grip. He knew Sagath had looked away from him in disgust, in shame. You are not with me said his body language, even though he did not say a word. He would not help.

A voice, like and yet unlike Tsai's voice, reverberated in his head and he yelped. This time he did tug at his arm, as he tried to curl up into a little ball, like some sort of mollusc. He was starting to hyperventilate. Yyan's words served to calm him, but not by much. Within the cage of Tsai's grip was the knowledge that she didn't need magic to hurt him, to kill him, to do whatever she wanted to do to him. He'd never felt such fear at the hands of a woman, not even Rue! It was a shameful thing.

He hung his head, and regained his footing without needing to hear orders from Tsai and waited limp and lifeless to be directed down the hallway.

Sagath followed behind Yyan, cool and reserved. He appeared to be unaffected by the message from the thing in their minds, beyond a simple facial contortion that was quickly passed, smoothed over and disappeared behind a sneering smile that twisted his face and made him look almost unholy. He seemed almost eager for what lay ahead, as though he had been waiting for this. Almost as if . . .

Anther shuddered. It was the first time he'd ever been afraid of Sagath, too.

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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Tsaikatlaua » Fri Mar 05, 2010 2:17 am

There was a thing in her head, speaking. Its voice echoed in her head, but then again, maybe it was all around them. She didn't let her worry show, though... actually, she had no worries. She was a conduit of power for her gods, and while they were far from her homeland, where even the ground itself was like a sponge for magic, she knew that her power was still immense. She tossed her braid back over her shoulder in a confident movement, but looked to Yyan and the others (excluding the cowering Anther) for guidance.

The light show was nice, it was impressive, but only mildly so. Tsaikatlaua had seen many demonstrations of power and dominance in her life, because the more power and control of it (although not always control--she'd seen people burn themselves out for the glory of the gods) the more godlike they were. Glancing around, she let her liquid doe-like eyes take in the place. Again, it was impressive, but not as much as one of the great pyramids she knew and revered. This place stank of the easterners, and she hated it.

Nodding to Yyan, she followed his lead. He proceeded cautiously, as was prudent, but Tsaikatlaua allowed herself less restraint. She walked quickly and placed her feet in a confident line, not letting her non-existent fear a chance to manifest itself anywhere. She wasn't afraid, truly. She was... elated, for this was what she had been crafted to do. She felt the powers given to her stir, and her hands twitched, glowing slightly with the excess magic. Her gods could sense this as well. The book was near. "We have put this building, the being that protects it, on the defensive. As the aggressors, we hold the advantage."

She let her eyes rest briefly on Anther, then followed his gaze to Sagath. The other thief's arrogance, his seeming comfort with the voice, the flickering lights, and everything else about this place was... irritating. She wasn't going to distress herself over it. After all, if he got out of hand or betrayed them, her powers would take care of him. She would make it happen.

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Re: Borrowing Back Taken Magic

Post by Porter » Sat Mar 06, 2010 1:46 am

The light show was only the beginning. Porter was flexing his magical muscles over his personal domain to maintain a sense of dominance. He was the one in control. He was the one calling the shots. He may have been outnumbered by these intruders, but he had enough tricks up his sleeves to play the others for the fools that they really were.

Starting with the one that wasn't completely alien to him, the one that spent a short stay within his hall. "Why have you returned foreigner? Was your last stay here not long enough to convince you to follow the laws of this city and stay away?" He may have been speaking to Yyan, but the mental voice of Porter was not limited to his mind alone. Porter chose to speak to all of them at one, as if they were one being that worked together and no as separate, individual minds.

The lit hallway drew the criminals in like moths to an open flame. Behind them, Porter decided to try to spook them once more by openly displaying yet another of his lesser known talents. Without warning a stone wall appear out of nowhere blocking off the dark entrance room from that of the the lit hallway; the intruders would not be able to turn and run even if they wanted to, for now all they could do was continue forward.

Before them more lights that had previously been out, turned on. From where they stood they should have been able to see a row of doors off to the side and at the end of the hall, a flight of stairs descended into the dark.
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