The Dreamer [Chapter 1: The Beginning]

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((Sorry I didn't address this sooner... But I think since we are in a 3D world, Farsight would be 3D as well, and maybe just a tad bit darker in color. He still looks out of place, but is more realistic.))

As the creature appears before the group, Farsight pauses for a second. It was like the others in the group, but made of the dead tree. In all his travels... Farsight quickly recovers from his initial shock, though, conjuring his armor to his body. It seemed a little difficult to do that... He brushes the concern aside, conjuring a weapon as well. He looks over at Explicit.

"Do you require a weapon...?" He asks, his mace already at his side, his gray aura of magic surrounding both his horn and weapon.
 
As she watched the woman, she couldn't help but feel that she was being watched. She shrugged it off and just thought that it was a creepy crawly that they would encounter sooner or later. She tilted her head at the woman's response. Nothing here was making any sense. She just knew that they needed to go into the forest? Even though it wasn't the best response, she nodded at Explicit's words. Whoa, I know her name now? Her head was spinning. This was going to take a while to get used to.

She watches as the others follow Explicit before she looks down at the palm of her hand. The mark was starting literally glow a bloody red against her pale skin. Her eyes grew wide as she stared at the mark. She'd never seen or heard anything like this in all her years of studying magic. "That spell really did something....," she whispered to herself before she hurried to catch up with the others. She made sure that she stayed behind everyone to avoid questions about her hand. While she walked she kept her eyes peeled, ready to defend herself when she needed to.

The line stops in front of her and she has to peak around to see what was going on. The only thing she was able to see was a man forming from ash. She wanted to scream and run away instantly, but something inside of her made her stand her ground. She had to defeat the thing. She stepped around the wall that had formed and took her place a a couple feet away from the beast. The others were probably looking at her like she was an idiot, but they were in fro a surprise when they see what she could do. As she waited for the creature to make it's first move, her mark burned more and more each second. But it wasn't a painful burn. More of a tingling.


 
Nova fell asleep after a busy day. He just finished a job and finally had some time to relax. But as he awoke he was not in the Inn. Something was strange about this place. He couldn't say what it was, but something was just not right.
(Staying at one place won't change anything. Let's take a look around)
Without hesitation he began to move out and see what can be found.

A voice comes from somewhere around the forest.
Don't just stand there.
The voice echoes in the area until it fades away. For a short moment nothing more happens.
But then, a blue flash of light comes from behind the ash man. As the light faded away, a young man with Blue hair, a shortsword in his right, and a kind of pulsating energy in his left hand, stood behind it. He was not close enough to attack yet.
 
"Nova! Over here! I'm so glad you could make it. Can you help us beat this thing up?" She asks, shouting over the ashy man, which turns slightly to see the blue haired figure and it takes up defenses. Its ashy figure becomes more crystalline, the ash seeming to form into a solid, black and crystal-like armor. Explicit looks over to Leona, seeing that she's in position. So strange how she seems omniscient in this place. It's like all those around her are puzzle pieces, constantly shifting and reforming into an even larger puzzle piece, which then breaks apart and repeats the process for eternity.

"Leona, go ahead." She says, pointing at the now heavily armored figure. She looks around for a second, as if searching for something that should be there. She seems disgruntled that she can't find it and shakes her head, not even knowing what she's looking for. She turns to Farsight and runs her hand through his mane, looking into his eyes and nodding, giving him the signal to strike as well. Then she looks down at her feet, still not seeing what she knows is supposed to be there. Why? Is her strange sight beyond sights leaving her? This doesn't bode well.
 
As the heat from her mark grew, so did her confidence. She had faced many demons, but they were the ones that she conjured for practice. Now it was time to put her defensive magic to the test. This should be fun.

She walked until she was just a few inches from the creature before she casted her first spell. "
Eieci circulus inierunt ut caperent me et creatura, the whispers quickly and quietly. Before she knew it, she was trapped in a dome with only herself and the beast. She smiled inside as she pretended to be shocked. She started to bang on the invisible barrier, making herself seem defenseless. As she listened for his foot steps, she started chanting another spell.

"C
æcus tibi creatura!"

She turned around, already knowing what she was about to see. The creature was stumbling around the small space with his arms out, trying to find his way. This made her smile. He looked so powerful a couple moments ago. She wanted to continue on and terminate him permanently, but they were others that probably wanted a craxk at him also. She sighed and reversed her barrier spell before she backed away, letting the others have their shots with the creature.

"He's all yours."
 
After Leona had used her magic, and with Explicit's order, Farsight sprang forward. He was physically stronger than most unicorn ponies, and so could move quickly. Although with how the beast was stumbling around he didn't need to worry much. Using his magic, he swung his mace at one of the things legs, hoping to stop its movement and thus make it easier to destroy.
 
Let's finish this.
Nova waited for seriack to make his move before he did his.
He began to gather energy in his left hand. The same moment as seriack's mace hit the leg of the "Ash Spawn", the energy began to pulsate.
A flash of blue light came from him and Nova was gone from his spot. He appeared above the Ash spawn and seriack.
Move!
Seriack had a second to react before Nova would have made his move.
 
((Farsight** XP))

Farsight jumps back, using a teleportation spell to appear near Explicit once more. He held his mace defensively.
 
Explicit watches the encounter. She tilts her head, expecting Leona to do something a little more damaging, but shrugging it off. The smash from Farsight cripples the ash being, but also causes Farsight's mace to suddenly disappear. The followup flash from Nova causes Explicit to look away, covering her eyes with her hands. As the flashing fades a bite, she pulls her hands away and admires them for a moment, then returns her eyes to the fight. Two more trees turn to ash and float into a solid figure, crystallizing and completing themselves as two more tumors approach and enter them. She frowns, really frustrated that she can't fight. She looks down at her feat, even more frustrated that whatever it is she wants isn't there to be found.

She turns to Farsight as she sees him appear beside her, noticing a small shard falling off of his armor. It's a piece of the mace that shattered when it hit the ash being. It lands on the ground, and she reaches down to pick it up. A shard from a mace made of pure dream energy. She makes it float around, swirling in between her fingers. She completely forgets about the fight in progress as she plays with her new toy.
 
Chaos Collision!
Nova darted down like an arrow and hit the creature with his left fist. The energy around it created a sphere that dealt strong impact damage.
He kept on pushing his attack down to make sure nothing remains from that creature.
When the two more creatures began to form themselves, he did not hesitate to prepare another attack, even though he was already using one. Knowing that he could not take more enemies in his position, he teleported to the group to think of something.

I have an idea. We have to gather them on one spot. I'll blow them away with one single attack.
Are you with me?

He held his shortsword to Explicit, so she had a weapon too.
((don't forget that it weights 30 Kilo))
 
Explicit looks down at the sword and she waves her free hand at it. "No, no, too traditional. I'll be okay." she says as she pushes the crystal into the ground with her mind, and pulls it out quickly. The small thing cuts through the earth like butter.
 
Okay then.
Now listen. If we take each one on individually it will take us too much energy. Gather them on one spot.

Nova began to run at the last spawned enemy.
 
"Another hard day of work. Time for some well earned rest!" Ryan said to himself as he dropped into bed and closed his eyes. It wasn't a hard day for him at all, but he was feeling a little lazy today, so he went to bed early. It didn't take long before he fell asleep.

Everything was dark, he still had his eyes closed, but he didn't feel anything. Did he really fall asleep? The light of daytime and the feeling of wood against his back made Ryan wake up. Much to his surprise, he found himself in a forest, sitting on a branch with his back against the trunk of some tree in said forest. Ryan didn't recognize the forest at all, but like any dreams, he considered it to be the most normal thing there was. Still, something was off.

Confused and lost, he stretched as he looked around a little. The branch was uncomfortable and his legs fell asleep, how he ever managed to sleep here was beyond him. With a quick heave, he lifted one leg over the branch, trying to sit on the branch with the treetrunk to his side. Sadly, his foot got stuck behind the branch and Ryan fell off of the branch, dangling on it with just his foot holding him up. Not much later his foot gave way and Ryan dropped to the floor like a ripe fruit.

As a reflex, Ryan builds up pressure in his body, which becomes hard as rock and he lands unharmed, though his back now covered in dirt. He groans as he gets up. "What a great way to start the day." He thinks to himself as he removes the dirt from his back. Now on the ground, he looks around again, but recognizes nothing at all and nobody seemed to be anywhere close. He didn't know how far into the forest he was and where a city would be, so the best option would be to look around from higher ground.

Ryan looked up and smirked. He still liked to do this very much, despite having it done several times. He hardens his head and his shoulders, just in case he'd hit some branches on his way up. He built up pressure in his feet, then jumped up a little. The blast he released sent dirt beneath him flying everywhere, but launched himself upwards, too, breaking several branches as he made his way up. Now "flying" above the trees, Ryan could see over the entire forest. He smiled, it was nice to fly, even if it wasn't really flying, still, he liked it.

Up above, at first, he couldn't see much, but some trees turned to ash, which was pretty weird. He could also hear some commotion coming from there, a fight perhaps?

Ryan was already losing momentum, now hovering at the same height and slowly beginning to fall down again. He built up pressure again, aiming his feet away from the source of the commotion, he let loose another blast, boosting himself over the others. With smaller continuous downwards boosts, Ryan sort of hovered high above the others. He looked down, then saw them fighting some sort of ash monster. He shrugged it off and let himself fall, hardening his legs to absorb the incoming impact.

"Hehehe, I'm gonna drop down on top of that monster, then kick the other's butt and impress all of them."
He thought to himself, with that same confident smirk on his face. He should've paid more attention to where he was going, though, as he nearly fell on top of Explicit. His body, given the speed he gained, fell through the ground and Ryan was now just an upper body sticking out of the ground in front of Explicit. His legs were buried in the ground.

"Oh, uhm, sorry." He said and laughed weakly as his cheeks turned red. He pushed himself out of the ground, while he really just wanted to bury himself completely.
 
Farsight would of raised his mace... But finally realized it had dissipated. How did that happen!? He asks himself as he studies the... Being stuck in the ground in front of him. He attempts to conjure another weapon, but fails to, the energy he normally used to manifest Dream weapons trapped in the shard Ecsy was playing around with. He moved closer to her side... Feeling like a watchdog for some odd reason, trying to put himself between the new arrival and her. He may no longer have a weapon at hoof, but he was far from defenseless.
 
Daniel didn't care about instructions from a boy. Boys gave stupid instructions, and Daniel was too old for stupid instructions. He recalled the days when he had listened to boys, with a certain distaste. They had gotten his Knightly order killed - that's what boys had done when they played at war. Some magic, some little short sword wasn't going to do a damned thing, and he knew that for fact. He was far too old to listen to somebody as young as Nova, and had too many years of experience on him. There were some sort of ash constructs infront of him, two sorts of creatures made of fire and earth-- or perhaps, something worse. Conjured from an elemental plane, and formed out of human suffering - it did not matter what it was. It would be dead soon, if it had ever lived. He questioned these beings tactics, as he moved towards them, unsheathing his great-sword in a long, circular arch. What sort of mindless thing thought that attacking a group that outnumbered them was a good idea?

He supposed that it didn't matter. Daniel began to move towards the creatures, after Nova. His sword's blade was as long as Daniel's legs, and considerably older than any part of his body. It was pitted and fractured in places, but it looked strong and well made nonetheless. These were wounds that it had earned from experience. It had been used in the wars of his father, his grandfather, and then, his progeny, Grim the Dark himself. A twin to the Sword of Kas, the treacherous lieutenant who had betrayed his family's God-King in the days before ages and time. His gauntleted grip tightened on the sword, and he hummed softly to himself within his helmet, an old song without words or anybody alive who could place the tune. Mok'slyk had taught it to his prodigy, and the prodigy had taught it to his favourite cultist -- the one who stayed loyal to the end. Daniel's sword glowed faintly with a cold purple light, and runes illuminated along the edge of the blade.

Daniel smiled faintly, from beneath his heavy helm. He held his sword defensively at his shoulder, waiting for it to make the inevitable attack to his exposed side. The ashy, fleshy creature struck out, and Daniel caught the hit with the side of his sword, parrying it dully away with a sweep of his family's weapon. The thing, despite having little physical body, was pushed back from it, and it let out a screeching sound that echoed in Daniel's ears, a scream like nails digging through glass. But it came again, its tendril hands reaching out to graze along the sides of Daniel's greaves. Deep scratches cut through the metal, causing deep rivets on his knee-guards. The death knight's legs buckled, but he did not recoil as a living man would of. Instead, he struck out again with his sword, pulling it back to his hip before jabbing it forward and then, back once more, the soft purple light leaving a miasmic trail in the air as he did so. As the monstrosity screeched again, with a voice that Old Gods and New Gods could hear, Daniel lifted his sword high above his head, his chest and stomach exposed. He let out a war shout, thrilled with the conquest.
"Ash , Ash for my Undying King!"

The death knight brought his sword down upon the creature, watching its eyesockets bulge for a a moment, the place where its eyes should have popped like so many balloons and organs, and then, he watched it crumble into nothing but dust, his laughter emanating from his helmet with all the warmth of the grave; a laugh that was echoing and metallic and belonged to no living man.
 
"A pony!" Ryan exclaims. "Oh, he's so cute." He says and approaches Farsight, then proceeds to pat his head, smiling silly as he does so. "Or is it? It looks kind of different, now that I think about it." He says to himself and stops patting Farsight. Ryan takes a step backwards, then looks at the pony intently, examining him from head to.. hoof, sorta. After a moment, he looks up at Explicit with a confused look on his face. "Is this a pony, or, what?"
 
Explicit looks at the poor boy in the ground, and she smiles at his clumsiness. It's so good the comic relief is here. "Farsight, can you help Ryan out of the ground? I have to make you a weapon, might take a minute." she says, her tone soft and unconcerned with the fight going on right in front of her. She watches as the death knight's blade begins to glow and slices through the ashy creature. Now only one truly remains. Well, only one until they're flanked by two more ash beings. Explicit doesn't look towards them, somehow knowing they won't be a threat to her. She begins to work her own magic, somehow amplified by the place she's in. The dream magic - wait, her magic isn't dream magic. What's her special talent? She can't quite put her finger on it anymore - begins to fill the shard, and it stretches. It begins to form points, and eventually collects into sharp edges.

Explicit waves her hand and a bit of the miasma-like fog forming around Basil's blade comes as if at her command, fusing with the crystal. The crystal begins to shine a deep purple. The weapon will be infused with power as old as time itself, but forever locked within due to a lack of understanding. One day, though. . .

She looks over to Ryan despite being extremely focused on her weapon crafting project. "He's a unicorn. Better than normal ponies. We have them everywhere here. Well, not here in the forest, but- ah!" Explicit is suddenly distracted as the crystal completes it transformation. It's now a spear head with a small purple orb floating around it in small circles. The blade is for Farsight, the orb is for her. Magic as old as time, and somehow she knows how to use it. The small purple orb begins to float around her hand, through her fingers of its own accord, as if it has a life of its own. She looks around intently for a piece of wood that's still living, unable to find any.
 
Although Farsight still doesn't trust the Ryan in the ground in front of him, he obeys Explicit's order. He uses a simple levitation spell to help pull him up, out, and to his feet. Farsight watches as the hulking being of metal and death crushes one of the ash constructs with his magically infused blade, watching as it crumbles to the ground. A thought forms in his head, Perhaps I can find out what makes this things tick...

With that thought in mind, Farsight approaches the spot where the first construct was defeated, watching the other two. A saddlebag appears on the ground next to him, yet again taking more out of him than it should have. He moves on, pushing his concern aside, and opens the bag, levitating a jar and scooper out. Farsight looks over his shoulder, making sure that none of the constructs are attempting to move and attack him while his back is turned, but it looks like they may have their... Hands?... Full at the moment, dealing with the other party members. So, he sets back to his task, trying to collect some of the residue left by the creature.
 
"Freaky." Ryan says, amazed by Farsight's unicorn magic, but distracted by his comical appearance. He keeps staring at him as he begins to collect ashes or something. He looked so cute. Farsight's appearance was very different from a normal pony and apparently he's a unicorn? Ryan chuckles at nearly every move Farsight makes. "So, a unicorn? And you called it Farsight? Is it yours? It doesn't really look very useful for riding."

Noticing dirt on his clothes, again, Ryan kneeled down and began to clean his pants. He sighed and muttered some curses to himself. His mind now clearing, he looked around at the group of people that was here and the things they were doing. A pony collecting ashes, a suit of armour fending off ash monsters with a guy, two girls doing... "Hey, what are you doing?" Ryan asks Explicit. He is silent for a while, but finally realizes something. "And how did you know my name?"
 
Nova, who was already running straight at the latest Ash spawn, charged energy as he planned his move.
Hey old man. Heads up.
It was not easy to see what exactly happened, because not only his skill, but also his movements were fast. But those with a experienced eye saw that nova first beat all 3 of them in the air after using his teleportation skill, and as they were airborne he used it again to kick all 3 of them away, sending them straight to Daniel and his sword.
Finish them off.
He landed on the ground, and it was obvious that he was exhausted. Using his skill took it's toll. Judging by the looks of it he won't use that one again for a while.