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In a world of myths and mysteries, the pinnacle of the magical academies exists. Eldritch Academy offers education to all ages and species but specializes in the study and training of one's innate mystical capabilities, often called Eldritch Energies, Powers, or Unknowns, but more formally known as their Talent. However, tensions run high with the nations only holding a fragile peace as the Talents that rival the epitomes of technology change the balance of power.
With the more recent uprising of evil Shades and introduction of combat-oriented programs into Talent-focused schools, nations grow more aggressive towards one another. The demand for resources grows, and skirmishes at the border of Arka and Mistere become more frequent. Monsters run into the nations from the Wildes, terrorizing villages and cities. The need for trained or in-training Hunters and Guardians has never been more urgent.
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rust. (private; esi) (seth // talent training)
Jupiter
Takpo
GRADE •
C (75)
VITALITY •
1
STRENGTH •
4 (5)
SPEED •
4 (5)
RESILIENCE •
1
STAMINA •
2
Luna ☾, Niðgeisl
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Alatum (Pegasus)
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ephi
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all my life
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Dec 24, 2018 21:14:24 GMT -6
Post by Jupiter on Dec 24, 2018 21:14:24 GMT -6
| the look of me when i opened my eyes,
it was so bright that i didnt dare approach |
The clouds readjust as memories take form. It's sunny now, but familiar leafy cover shades the many gathered at the base of his village, thick, ever-present fog lingers at their feet.
It's blisteringly hot. But those in the central plaza—a small area covered with woven, wooden tiles—are soothed by cool magical water. Lines form, somedays many miles, just to reach his isolated village. Him and his mentor have been working almost nonstop.
War.
Thousands... Probably more. Even more, including the families or loved ones aiding those inflicted in their journey for the "miracle cure".
He sighs, faint and full of sadness, he gestures with his hand for his next patient to come forward. A woman, who must be in her early twenties, covered in long, angry wounds. From a sword... Definitely so. He's learned that lances usually leave thinner, deeper wounds: often puncturing rather than marring. Swords are more visible. More painful and more susceptible to infection. She has the tell-tale tattoo of a soldier, one from a long, grievous war on the mainland. He takes her hand and helps her into a bath of water, made out of polished wood, decorated intricately. They both wince, she from the new, burning sensation of cold water on open flesh, and Seth from the sight of her blood seeping into the bath-water. "I'm here for you. Let our village be your haven."
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The memory fades and Seth and Esialeth are flung back into reality. He sniffles and falls to the ground, using his spear as a guide. He doesn't move his head. Gaze still focused on the snowy ground. "W... what did you do." He asks—states more-like—starkly. LAIKA OF THQ
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Esialeth Rose
Master Scholar
GRADE •
C+ (78)
VITALITY •
1
STRENGTH •
1
SPEED •
2
RESILIENCE •
5
STAMINA •
3
Terraform Aetherfall
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Half witch half human
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[redacted]
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"Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light."
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Dec 24, 2018 21:37:18 GMT -6
Post by Esialeth Rose on Dec 24, 2018 21:37:18 GMT -6
Esialeth, splayed on the ground and still shaken from the memory, remains silent. She had no desire to revisit her history, no desire to see her heart torn out yet again. She can only shake, her body frozen and her mind shattered. Her hands curl into fists, the ground turning to mud and slush in her palms.
When she finally speaks, it is of his memories and not her own. “Tell me,” she whispers, lover-soft. “For each person you healed, how many more did you cart out back to be buried?”
“Or was it someone else who had to sort through the bodies, connecting names to corpses?”
She lets out a weak, mirthless laugh. “You’ve dealt with more death than I have. Avoiding it doesn’t make it go away.”
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Jupiter
Takpo
GRADE •
C (75)
VITALITY •
1
STRENGTH •
4 (5)
SPEED •
4 (5)
RESILIENCE •
1
STAMINA •
2
Luna ☾, Niðgeisl
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Alatum (Pegasus)
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ephi
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all my life
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Dec 24, 2018 22:16:36 GMT -6
Post by Jupiter on Dec 24, 2018 22:16:36 GMT -6
| the look of me when i opened my eyes,
it was so bright that i didnt dare approach |
He doesn’t respond. Tears flow freely down his face, blotting the snow beneath with their warmth.
As miraculous as their healing is, the Alatum cannot fix what is too far gone. Magical waters repair flesh, restring tendons and ligaments, reshape organs, and even cure some illnesses, yes, but the gravest of wounds… Those that have disrupted the body beyond regular repair are the few that end up beyond help. Healing cannot force a bone, out of its place—jutting through the skin or into an organ maybe—back into its proper place… Or remove bullets…
Usually, they take care of it some way or another, but when someone is beyond saving… A native—usually Seth—cleans the body and wraps it in large, medicinal leaves, then places it inside a large, wooden coffin, to be given back to the family or loved ones of the fallen. If there is no one to return the person to, then it’s buried alongside fellow Alatum in their own village graveyard.
...Not that Esialeth would know.
His continuous flow of tears halt, droplets suspended in the air. "You… Don’t know... " He struggles through throat-clenching sobs.
The snow under him melts; soft kindled anger letting him forge through his sobs: "Outsiders never understand."
The already frigid air grows even colder, "We, always have to deal with the messes others create."
He pauses, the air becoming dry and scratchy as residual moisture gather and freeze into small pellets of hail. "What of Yuki..." he goes out on a limb, assuming easily because of his fragile state, ""It’s your fault… Isn’t it. It’s why she hates you now. Leaving her like that." His eyes brim with anger as ice and water from the air and ground alike begin orbiting fervently around him, "You’ve been running from your problems, too." His voice, although still quiet, rings with a divine echo across the field, its silvery tendrils echoing and reverberating off the trees that carefully border the clearing. LAIKA OF THQ
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Esialeth Rose
Master Scholar
GRADE •
C+ (78)
VITALITY •
1
STRENGTH •
1
SPEED •
2
RESILIENCE •
5
STAMINA •
3
Terraform Aetherfall
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Half witch half human
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[redacted]
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"Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light."
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Dec 24, 2018 23:00:48 GMT -6
Post by Esialeth Rose on Dec 24, 2018 23:00:48 GMT -6
“I wouldn’t know,” she says bitterly, the irony near burning Seth’s flesh. “And,” she continues, her voice cold and closed off once again, “Contrary to what you might think, I try to keep my business private. But since you so politely invaded my mind, let me explain it to you.”
She’s angry now; the scent of jasmine is long gone, replaced that of brimstone and burning earth, and the air is heavy with aether, chokingly strong. Despite her melancholy, and the feeling of a fist-sized lump in her throat, her eyes remain dry and her face expressionless.
“Yuki is in Hisakawa. I cannot go there, lest I be hunted down for sport by my fake parents and my ex-fiancee. I have no business in Hisakawa, and you have no business in my head. Are we clear?”
With that, she walks into the forest, letting it claim her shadow, and leaves Seth alone in the clearing.
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Jupiter
Takpo
GRADE •
C (75)
VITALITY •
1
STRENGTH •
4 (5)
SPEED •
4 (5)
RESILIENCE •
1
STAMINA •
2
Luna ☾, Niðgeisl
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Alatum (Pegasus)
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ephi
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all my life
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Dec 25, 2018 13:13:29 GMT -6
Post by Jupiter on Dec 25, 2018 13:13:29 GMT -6
Esialeth almost hisses her words at Seth. He retorts softer, previous flame quickly smothered by the coolness of her voice: "I didn’t… mean to," he trails off, eyes quickly becoming glossy, beginning to stare into the distance.
An electric twinge fills the air around him as his heating rune flicks off. Out of battery, he guesses. He breathes out. Fog filled air billows from his mouth. Soft white wings wrap around his torso. His own embrace.
He makes no effort to follow her. Previously swirling particles of sleet slow and drift downwards, their domineering command retreating quietly. Emotions are bottled up, maybe. Time alone is more often spent in self loathing, after all.
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