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Post by Levlidian on Dec 12, 2016 19:15:20 GMT
The air about the North was as bitter as it always had been, more so as it kissed the healing burns about Levlidian's cheek, eye and forearm, his single working eye furrowed in agitation to it. Here he was, relaxing upon the flat edge to a monstrous drop, adorning a level of rest about himself, dear Kai did he deserved it. Training had taken a large toll on him especially owing t the recent attack upon him, it seemed the past did eventually catch up with a soul causing transgressions. The wonderment after his unfortunate luck lasted all of about a minute, for darkness swept about his form and the scene before him like a veil causing the beast to double take what he was seeing. Was that a bloody island!? Sitting bolt up right, the young Saiyan took a triple check then leaped onto his heels to stare in wonder at the enormous, bastion of a travelling piece of stone.
"How did I never see this thing before!?" he roared and as it always did, his curiosity swallowed him sending an eruption of red Ki about him, adjusting his trajectory, the intrigued man burst into the sky after his newly found interest. It took a great deal of time for him to spear head about the formation and appear at it's top. His singular eye widened in awe, forests dwelled just below him, whole rivers flowed to the ridges creating a beautiful scene; tranquillity incarnate indeed and at the center would sit a glorious city like set of structures; the crown upon a Kingdom one might say. All of this new information only sent a surge of insufferable 'need' through the Saiyan and in a moments notice, he was soaring to the heart of the greenery, the weaker branches gave way to his descent into enroaching vines that thwarted him, but only minorly.
The dirt beneath Levlidian swelled and spilled its debris in all directions creating a thick plume as he landed softly, he hadn't bothered encompassing his energy much, there was no real need, had this structure been a threat he figured something would have struck to cease his landing. Again, the chocolate haired Saiyan stared in marvel at what he beheld. Thick, healthy and lucious trees whom he;d trails his fingers about to test their reality to his. It felt real, but how could something of this magnitude remain afloat? On he strode into the forest heading to where he'd seen the large structures.
The wander soon saw him pause more often than not, taking in the scenery and glancing after quite a few birds whom seemed quite at home, perhaps they'd happened upon here as he had? "Now I've seen everything," he muttered and a grin bloomed whilst moving into a clearing. "It was this way, I'm sure of it," he'd been following such a strange muse that directions evaded him but still, the young Saiyan wandered on deeper into the unknown.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2016 23:14:51 GMT
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In the forests, as the young Saiyan passed, eyes followed his movements. Quiet, and sometimes unmoving, the woods had eyes that observed his steps. In the castle, deep in the center of the island, a being stirred.
Suddenly, through the trees, a form emerged. Not touching the ground, the armoured tree floated just above the sod, stopping in front of Lev. "Greetings. Welcome to the Cathedral Verdant. I request you make your way to the center of the castle, where my father waits to see who has visited him."
Stepping to one side, the air behind the tree ripped open, a zig-zag that pulled into a diamond-shaped hole that led elsewhere. Through the hole could be seen a library, lit by numerous candles, with a carpet leading from the hole to a pair of armchairs, seated before a fire. Aside from the carpet, and chairs, there appeared to be no floor, and the shelves simple continued down the walls to a bottom that was not visible. The chairs were turned towards the flame, but one was significantly larger than the other. In it, only his hands visible, sat a large figure, nearly 3 meters in height.
Even from where the Saiyan stood, his power was palpable. "Come in."
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Post by Levlidian on Dec 13, 2016 23:28:28 GMT
Levlidian gave pause to the arise of the creature, his brow sank in collaboration with a discerning growl and yet nothing came of this new arrival, outwardly it spoke of a 'father' and 'Visit', he hadn't come to visit anyone and yet; the sheer difference in their energies had the beast stemmed, for now. Without a word passing a short nod of his head in acceptance, he followed Bastion into the length of a hall that would usually boast a massive interest in the literacy loving man. Again, though in quite the reverse concept he made no action to adverse any further on such thoughts.
"Catherdral Verdant?" he muttered in a mixture of awe and wariness, this was not your every day floating island. If, floating Islands were an every day thing at all. he strode on after the erection of nature's bark and paused again outside the swinging door it lead him to.
All that filled this hall were the echoes of a wandering Monkey and the crackling of the roaring fire, before him stood a gargantuan figure enticing him with mere curiosity; such power he'd never thought he'd come face to face with. Still, on he pushed, pearls of sweat forging about his bare chest, brow and arms as he rounded to stand before whom ever it was who had invited him in. "Greetings," uttered the wary Saiyan, "This is an odd coincidence, I had no idea the forest hosted such sentience,"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2016 21:51:24 GMT
Standing, the tree turned and stared at the saiyan wordlessly. Arms lay folded behind his back, and he tapped a foot quietly as he considered the young one with an impassive gaze. After a moment, he nodded. "Greetings. I am Walker. You, like quite a few others, seem to have stumbled upon my home. Although, to be exact, the forest does not host us." He gestured widely. "I was not created from this place, nor were my children. Rather, I created it." Moving forward, he gestured with one hand, pulling the chairs around without really touching them.
A moment later, one chair was floating behind Levidian, and another was resting in the air underneath Walker, who sat down in it. Gesturing, a table rose from somewhere below him, and settled between the two. "Is there anything you would like to eat or drink? I generally only partake of tea, but I try and keep food around for guests." He mused, debating on whether to clarify that much of the food was magically created, then dismissed it. That usually wasn't a problem, and the fact that magic was at play here was rather apparent, he would have thought. It wasn't as if this was a particularly technological looking area.
Summoning a cup of tea, he swirled it slowly, before taking a sip. "Now, what can I do for you? Or were you merely here out of curiosity? In which case, ask away." He didn't mind answering the boy, really. He was only here to check up on things, anyway.
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Post by Levlidian on Dec 17, 2016 23:31:09 GMT
Levlidian would adverse to feed his singular orb of obsidian upon the conjured chair, with a quirking brow the man take his seat still eyeing the craftmanship whilst in turn, listening. This creature spoke well, his, at least Lev' assumed it was a 'he', lips articulating each word with a crisp tone that soon attracted the entirety of his attention. The room itself was well proportioned, sculpted as any manor might have been. Hinawa's own home in which he resided boasted a similar scale but a different style, with a subtle drum of his fingers the young Saiyan allowed a polite smile to bloom about his lips.
"Curiosity drew me here, in all my time I'd never noticed this place and sought a little adventure as well as acting on a protective notion, I try to protect this planet and by all rights I suspected foul play; so far I see I was wrong," indeed, with these offerings and how well he'd been treated, Levlidian could hardly label Walker a threat of evil proportions. Tilting his head, venturing his gaze on a more so deductive measure, he spoke again, "I'm fine, I ate before I came and seldom drink much but water these days; tell me, if you created this does that suggest it's not entirely born to look natural. What i mean is, are there mechanical elements or perhaps-," he spied the suddenly appearing tea cup, more so for its sudden presence that witnessing the conjuration, and his eyebrows erupted to the tip of his brow; -"or is there more to it?"
"Also, what is it's purpose, what is your purpose?" the energy given off from him, from all about them, it had a mystical quality as well as an odd manifestation. It was very similar to something he'd felt from Hinawa, Tulip and himself; though at this point the concept of magic evaded him; "Finally, why tea?" the question was blunt, seemingly unimportant but curiosity was his sin and Levlidian was always thorough.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2016 21:44:22 GMT
Protect the planet. A oft-repeated cry. Walker had to wonder if the people who said it were really committed to what they claimed, or merely walking a path tread wider and farther by so many others. Even before their time, ancient heroes had died for this planet, fought in desperate battles. The current crop of "Heroes", "Villains" and such... they seemed so much more complex than he had been lead to believe. "Yes, I created this. However, there are no mechanical parts. This island's heart beats in tandem with my own, as it were. The energy that thrums through it's vines and roots, the framework that holds it together, all this comes from me" Spreading his hands, he gestured around him. "All you see remains aloft due to my workings. I am what would be commonly referred to as a Thaumaturge, a sorcerer."
As to his purpose... that was more complex. "Well, it's purpose is to be my home, as well as the home of those who have been created from me. You met one of them outside, Bastion. The others are about the island, but most are not combatants. There are a few of the guards around, though." Folding his hands, he nodded back and forth. "As for my own... That is not a simple question. Still, my role, at the moment... is that of the master of the Crane School." Tapping one finger, his robes changed, becoming the robes of the Crane Master he had created when he took up the role. "Finally... I suppose because it is primarily water and plant material. If anything would be palatable to a being such as I, it would be that."
(Quick note: Walker speaks entirely through telepathy. He has no mouth, let alone lips.)
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Post by Levlidian on Dec 31, 2016 1:49:31 GMT
"You will it and so it is?" This creature subjected the young Saiyan to almost an omnipotent sensation with such a, (be it simplified by the Saiyan in his statement) imposing feel. Even though he found himself seated and observing Walker with a look bordering paranoia; he seemed as equally polite in regard despite this. "A bold truth, you seem strangely talkative and-," he paused whilst his jaw drew taught to a lacerating fear entered him, "-either overly trusting or confident in your position here. You're strong , I take it,". Folding his fingers about the arms of said seat he'd exhibit a subjective curiosity now seemingly testing the creation whilst taking a calm inhalation; "The air isn't thinner either, is it due to the trees or perhaps is there something more going on. We're fairly high up after all,".
All of this, the materialisation, the honesty, hell even the way his host looked ebbed more and more suspicion into the warrior of which he'd allowed on board this -ship-. "Forgive me if I seem, off, but I've met souls with a similar demeanour well, at least at first, if you catch my meaning," Greeve truly did resonate an aura of importance but Walker he;d something more, an alien core not in genus but in strict biology. "Bastion is independent?" came the sudden question, adverting on his axis to peer above the high back, Lev' fended to view the creation once again. "Why are you accessing my mind to speak as well, you seem to own ample ability to procreate and manipulate; why not magic up a mouth or voice box; if you lack these at all,"
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Post by Shemha on Apr 2, 2017 0:52:07 GMT
Levlidian WC 1352 - 1440 PL earned. New Total - 226,783!
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