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Post by Kaylilly on May 5, 2007 19:43:56 GMT -5
Time was creeping ever so slowly towards twilight, and tonight was the night for the departure. It had to be tonight, the supplies were gathered and prepared, and the ceremony for Lloth would keep the Drows occupied and focusing elsewhere. Kaylilly waited through it in the darker shadows, for this waiting was surly going to be the hardest part of starting the journey for while you can dream and think, acting and moving are what instill the fears and doubts in people.
Aw, heck with it, Kaylilly thought to herself, the sun is nearly set now, my eyes are good enough for this, time to make my move!
Kaylilly went off quickly, darting unnoticed through the Drows on her way to the store hole to grab Yum-Ji and the supplies.
Once outside Kaylilly looked once more at the cavern entrance to her Drow home. Well, this is it. My decision has been made for going back now would be sure death for missing such a Lloth ceremony. This world has always smelt better then the caves at any rate.
And it was off down the winding, birchwood path to the mythical Ghost Shipyard that was only ever dreamt about before.
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Post by Kaylilly on May 6, 2007 15:23:28 GMT -5
The new nights wind blew harshly through the playful trees, causing them to bend and creak with every wisp of the zephyrs. As the moon slowly crept up amongst the near transparent clouds, a silhouette of a shadow could be made out along the tricky path.
It was Kaylilly, ever so gracefully gliding from the trees towards the mystical shipyard. She had been through the woods at noonnight before, and was hardly afraid of the creatures dwelling in the wood at such an early hour, but still she hesitated some, and her progress slowed, for she had never been to where the water was before and wasn't entirely sure what it would look like or do.
Then, unexpectedly, she saw the sky, but it wasn't as the sky should have been. For it was on the ground and looking rather dusty. This cause Kaylilly to start teetering on the branch, and with the realization of what she was doing, Kaylilly held onto the tree's crown for dear life, hoping the world wasn't about to spontaneously end.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on May 11, 2007 19:23:55 GMT -5
A pair of eyes watched Kaylily from just beneath the surface of the water, the pupils blue as ice and his hair like silver dew, gills opened and closed on the side of his neck and on his back was a tall fin, pectoral fins on either side of his stomach as well as a long, firm tail that sawyed back and forth behind him, fins were also on the sides of his arms, his fingers webbed. His skin was a light seafoam green and dewy, bubbles periodically came from his nose and mouth while his hair moved with the smooth currents of the water around him. He smiled and chuckled lightly "You're quite funny, aren't you?" came his voice, musical trickling water in Kaylilly's mind. He didn't seem all too old to be honest, perhaps in his mid twenties which meant he probably hadn't been teaching all too long. His ears were elongated and pointed- obviously he was elven. They twitched slightly as seaweed was caught in them but that was all he did, at the stranger's side a few fish darted past at a leisurely pace, honestly looking quite bored with themselves.
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Post by Kaylilly on May 12, 2007 21:31:17 GMT -5
Kaylilly, upon seeing that the abnormal thing looked quite unharmed in the dusty-sky-stuff, hopped down from the tree and walked ever so slowly and cautiously onto the wooden platform, close and yet not too close, to the edge between the platform and substance.
"What are you?" Kaylilly asked, leaning over a bit. "You look like a cross between the dried Quillbacks travelers sometime leave at our caverns and some type of elven."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 2, 2007 11:52:23 GMT -5
"Your teacher." he said telepathically again, obviously not too urgently inclined to tell Kaylilly all too much about himself, his expression was the latter one of a mischevious nature. His face peered out from the water, the liquid hung on his face like a spider web as he began to creep out of the water and seated himself on the platform, his tail quickly deteriorated and two legs were present (don't worry, he IS clothed). At that thought, his pants were brown and his shirt was a lightish tan color. He looked at Kaylilly in a judgmental manner, he didn't look all impressed with his student. His overall aura was a relaxed one and his somewhat overly long hair ran down his back and draped onto the planks- okay it wasn't even somewhat too long. It seemed actually really unpractical to be honest.
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Post by Kaylilly on Jun 3, 2007 19:39:24 GMT -5
Upon seeing him come out of the water and turn his tail into a set of legs, Kaylilly promptly feel backwards onto her hands and scrambled frantically right until her back was up against the aforementioned tree.
"What," she near stammered, "in the name of Lloth's sacredly dark name are you? You, you shaft-shifting thing!"
After noticing she was pointing at him accusingly, she paused for a few moments to regain some form of calmness and lower her hand and thoughtfully added, "Other then my teacher, that it?"
Kaylilly then straighted up and stared unblinkingly at the teacher waiting for some type of response. While pondering if he would even bother to respond to such a statement.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 4, 2007 14:17:13 GMT -5
"Most refer to my kind as a water nymph..." He said into Kaylilly's mind with a somewhat aggitated, level stare at his student, "I'm this lovely body of liquid you see before you which... unfortunately goes without a name so I'm unable to call one for myself." came the words that echoed inito Kaylilly's mind whilst the teacher was motioning towards the waters which separated them from The Academy for emphasis. He brushed some fine hairs from his face and then smiled towards his student, "We'll need to work on your class schedule and get that sorted out beforehand..." His mind muttered, half to himself and half to Kaylilly.
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Post by Kaylilly on Jun 26, 2007 10:36:50 GMT -5
Kaylilly, upon hearing that the nymph shared his name with the unamed substance, came forward towards the teacher again, and when she was eye level with him, poked his shoulder.
"Well, since you say you don't have a name, I'm going to call you Dyroth until you come up with something better for yourself."
Once her statement was delivered, she took a seat with crossed legs and arms a yard or so from Dyroth.
"As for this schedule business, I'm at a lose. But that's your job to fix I suppose." She said off hand while taking up an interest to fixing her hair.
[(Sorry for the uber long delay, and I hope I'm doing alright with this)]
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 26, 2007 10:56:24 GMT -5
The nymph who was apparently to be called Dyroth looked at his shoulder as it was poked, it was to be noted that his skin was slick and dewey to the touch and to be honest, Dyroth was a little confused at the random poking. "Every student will take five mandatory classes, these are Magic, Weaponry, Alchemy, Beastry, and Master. Afterwards is a break period. After that break period are the optional classes. For seventh period you get to choose your class.
Seventh period is either: Music, History or Potionry For eighth period is: Holy, Flare of Summoning Ninth is: Dragoon, Thievery, or Summoning and tenth is only two choices which are: Survival or Puppetmaster
any choices or questions?" it was odd how he had managed to memorize the schedule like that, but he had apparently. The gills on the side of his neck seemed to flex as if he was still underwater, reminding one of perhaps a beached fish. The gills slowly absorbed into his skin, though some of his fishy traits were still blatantly apparent like the webbing between his fingers, he certainly was an odd creature, but he seemed kind enough.
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Post by Kaylilly on Jun 26, 2007 11:17:57 GMT -5
After watching Dyroth twitch for a bit, Kaylilly thought about the different aspects to her choices.
Well, Music wont get me very far unless I decide to give up Yum-Ji to become a Bard...their History is certainly not going be be the one of my upbringing, so that's a lose, that makes it Potionry for sure then. Then eighth period... "Hmm..." She said while thinking more to herself, well I don't know the middle choice so I'll skip that for now. Alright so ninth then, right? Thievery it shall be for I have no interest in using a spear of all things and tenth, well, I haven't heard of either so I guess I should ask...
"Alright then," She started after her length of silence, "for seventh I'll go with Potionry, and ninth Thievery, but I would like a bit more information on Flare, Survival, and Puppetmaster before I make my final two choices"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 26, 2007 11:29:11 GMT -5
"Flare is the learning of dark magics, Survival is quite self explanatory- you would be learning to keep yourself alive in various environments, and Puppetmaster is where you'll learn to controll lifelike marionettes and manipulate them in a battle." Dyroth's feet hung into the water leisurely, almost seeming to absorb the water around them and he awaited Kaylilly's response silently, his blue eyes silent and calm like the waters, though a strange twinge underlay his soothing gaze though whatever it was seemed unnapparent.
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Post by Kaylilly on Jun 26, 2007 11:56:28 GMT -5
Presented with this new information Kaylilly started to mull it over with the information she already knew, while quite unaware of anything Dyroth might be thinking.
Eighth period, well I can't take Holy because I'm half Drow and I would probably end up hurting myself rather then heal anyone, I'd rather not take Flare so I can distance myself from my previous life in that world...so I suppose it's been chosen for me, and a Summoning I shall go. And tenth is a no brainier anyway, so that's it for class selection.
Kaylilly then came out of her state of thinking, but rather then just say what her finial choices were, she got up from her sitting position and went over to the tree where her things had been dropped previously when Dyroth first made himself known and brought everything back over to the wooden docks where he was currently.
"Well, I've made my last two choices for my classes." She said, standing beside him, with her bag and bow resting behind her. "I have decided on Summoning and Survival."
And there she stood waiting for any further information Dyroth might be inclined to give.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 26, 2007 12:11:07 GMT -5
"Then it looks like we should be heading to the school..." Dyroth commented telepathically as he stood up and looked at Kaylilly, "Do you have your own means to get there, or do you require assistance?" he asked, it was apparent that he was itching to get into the water again, his gills separated from his flesh and pulsed open and closed in anticipation. The inside of his flesh was a light pinkish color, though the rest of his skin was a silvery blue color. He was quite the odd, fishy person to be honest. His long, almost clear silver hair hung in a still wet mass from earlier and he looked at Kaylilly with a cocked eyebrow.
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Post by Kaylilly on Jun 26, 2007 12:22:12 GMT -5
"Well," Kaylilly sighed, "I very well can't fly there, and I have never tried swimming before so I wouldn't be that good at it, so yes, assistance would be much appreciated. That is assuming you have a better means to get there then using one of these rotting pieces of driftwood." She finished while indicating some of the sad look boats that were located at another part of the dock.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 26, 2007 12:32:12 GMT -5
Dyroth nodded before diving into the water, not a single sign of a splash showed from where he went in, only a light ripple and his head bobbed up a few seconds later, eyes blinked placidly as ice formed a small platform on the surface of the water, his eyes glowed slightly as it formed, "come on then..." he spoke into Kaylilly's mind before slipping underneath the water again, unable to be seen. "Be careful not to lose your balance" he cautioned with a nod.
Small fish darted around the ice, as well as a considerably larger fish that was perhaps the size of Kaylilly herself, long, sharp teeth protruded from it's jaw and it's eyes were a sickly yellow color, red scales glistened. Spines rose from the water in the distance and it was easily apparent that not all the creatures in the water were friendly. A few ghostly spirits even floated along the surface, thier fingers scraped against the sides of the ice, it almost seemed crazy that Dyroth wanted Kaylilly to get on the ice...
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