As he examines the door Xen begins to feel the stress of holding onto his mana. Glancing away he focuses on all of his summons and his ties to the mana. Exhaling slowly Xen releases his mana and summons causing them to dissipate into green traces of mana.
As his bauble was about to dissipate Xen focused his energy into it causing it to burst into an emerald swirl of energy and powder. Taking the powder Xen inhaled it deeply refreshing his mind of one of his castings.
Turning back to the door Xen examines it once more and looking around to be sure that there were no more constructs of energy, he attempts to open the door.
Xen jumps back at the sound of the voice and thinks to himself First I get invited in, then I get attacked when I try and correct the confusion. NOW it's calling me friend...
Straightening up Xen smoothed out his clothes and settled his satchel back to the left side of his hip. Sheathing his dagger Xen bowed deeply in the direction of the voice and spoke saying, "I am Xen Anastan. I am a member of the House of Shanodia Druids. I have been attacked by a construct bearing resemblance to your voice after having been welcomed here. I was attacked simply because I was not the master. I know seek audience with this master so that I can correct this misunderstanding. May I have entrance to do so?"
At this last bit Xen glanced toward the door expecting some sort of response.
Xen blinked from the ground as he was lying and looked at the door.
Perhaps this is an antiquated system and the answer is simply friend.
Standing up Xen once again smoothed out his clothing and moved his satchel back to his left hip. Striding forward Xen spoke, "Friend." and grabbed for the door.
Entering into the small chamber Xen looks around for any other details as he draws closer to the orb. As Xen comes up to the orb he stops and examines it from different angles trying to determine if this was the artifact he sought or just another device used for transportation.
Seeing no other exits and detecting the overwhelming power the orb exuded Xen came to the conclusion that this was probably the artifact he sought.
First he decided to test the artifact by summoning forth his mana and casting his beacon while trying to channel the wild energy of the orb into his spell.
OOC: Attempting to Cast Beacon of Creation while utilizing the orb's power.
Xen's eyes widen in surprise at the sheer power of the orb. Stunned he thought No wander Azusa wants this destroyed. If any of the other houses got their hands on it they would be able to overwhelm the others.
Wasting no more time Xen whipped out his scroll and began chanting. For safe measure Xen used the power of the mirari upon itself as he was finishing the incantation on the scroll.
OOC: Using my scroll of Splinter as well as the Mirari to make a copy of the Splinter in case there is some sort of defense I couldn't detect. My quest objective was to use the Splinter to 'permanently' destroy the Mirari so that the other houses could not use it.
"It is I, the Mirari. Do not be rash. Do you not see? The power that is within your grasp? You could be a king! Rule over countries...even the world! Do not be a fool!"
Xen cleared his mind focusing on the tranquility of the forests as he pushed out the thoughts of the Mirari. Focusing on the image of a still pond in the middle of a grove, Xen gathered his mana. Reciting the incantation on the scroll Xen sent the spell at the Mirari saying, "That is precisely why you must be destroyed. To do anything but destroy you would be foolish."
OOC: I hope this isn't messing up your plans but Xen believes strongly in his Sessan. He also worships mana and uses it as a guideline for himself. The greatest teaching he takes to heart is to maintain a balance as exemplified by the balance between magics.
Hearing the knocking Xen attempted to remain silent as he finished the incantation. He feared that the Mirari was summoning the true master. Regardless he did not dare allow for the chance that the Mirari might escape the fate he was about to deal to it.
OOC: Nah, Xen wouldn't want to give away his position like that. Besides he's aware that the other Houses sent people to obtain the Mirari. As such he knows that this may be the best opportunity and perhaps only chance he has to exile the Mirari. Also sorry for the delayed post I went out for some dinner.
The last words of the incantation leave Xen's lips, and a large crack appears on the Mirari. "FOOL!" It snarls. The crack spreads, and spiderwebs, as pure mana pours out of each fissure. Before long, it is throbbing, and glowing...and then erpts with a brilliant flash. The light envelops Xen, and quickly after, unconsiousness.
Before long, Xen finds himself facedown, and groggily coming to.
Xen begins to move and immediately regrets the motion as pain ripples through his body. Xen looks around the room and blinks several times as he tries to clear his blurry vision. As he attempts to take in his surroundings Xen moves his jaw around trying to pop his ears and rid himself of the ringing in his ears.
OOC: Took liberty with Xen being completely disoriented due to your descriptor. So what's happened?
Slowly Xen stands up and attempts to straighten his clothing and readjust his satchel to his left hip. As he does this he examines his clothing and body to see what state they are in.
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As his bauble was about to dissipate Xen focused his energy into it causing it to burst into an emerald swirl of energy and powder. Taking the powder Xen inhaled it deeply refreshing his mind of one of his castings.
Turning back to the door Xen examines it once more and looking around to be sure that there were no more constructs of energy, he attempts to open the door.
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Straightening up Xen smoothed out his clothes and settled his satchel back to the left side of his hip. Sheathing his dagger Xen bowed deeply in the direction of the voice and spoke saying, "I am Xen Anastan. I am a member of the House of Shanodia Druids. I have been attacked by a construct bearing resemblance to your voice after having been welcomed here. I was attacked simply because I was not the master. I know seek audience with this master so that I can correct this misunderstanding. May I have entrance to do so?"
At this last bit Xen glanced toward the door expecting some sort of response.
"Speak, friend, and enter."
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Perhaps this is an antiquated system and the answer is simply friend.
Standing up Xen once again smoothed out his clothing and moved his satchel back to his left hip. Striding forward Xen spoke, "Friend." and grabbed for the door.
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First he decided to test the artifact by summoning forth his mana and casting his beacon while trying to channel the wild energy of the orb into his spell.
OOC: Attempting to Cast Beacon of Creation while utilizing the orb's power.
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Wasting no more time Xen whipped out his scroll and began chanting. For safe measure Xen used the power of the mirari upon itself as he was finishing the incantation on the scroll.
OOC: Using my scroll of Splinter as well as the Mirari to make a copy of the Splinter in case there is some sort of defense I couldn't detect. My quest objective was to use the Splinter to 'permanently' destroy the Mirari so that the other houses could not use it.
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Looking around he called out saying, "Who's there?! I must perform my duty to my House. Speak quickly!"
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OOC: I hope this isn't messing up your plans but Xen believes strongly in his Sessan. He also worships mana and uses it as a guideline for himself. The greatest teaching he takes to heart is to maintain a balance as exemplified by the balance between magics.
"Don't be a fool, mage! You could be hailed as a hero! Live out your days in glory, your name passed down for generations in legend!"
The last words are punctuated by a loud knock coming from a...wall?
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OOC: Nah, Xen wouldn't want to give away his position like that. Besides he's aware that the other Houses sent people to obtain the Mirari. As such he knows that this may be the best opportunity and perhaps only chance he has to exile the Mirari. Also sorry for the delayed post I went out for some dinner.
The last words of the incantation leave Xen's lips, and a large crack appears on the Mirari. "FOOL!" It snarls. The crack spreads, and spiderwebs, as pure mana pours out of each fissure. Before long, it is throbbing, and glowing...and then erpts with a brilliant flash. The light envelops Xen, and quickly after, unconsiousness.
Before long, Xen finds himself facedown, and groggily coming to.
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OOC: Took liberty with Xen being completely disoriented due to your descriptor. So what's happened?
Xen finds himself in the rusted tower he began in.
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