Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 10, 2008 13:53:10 GMT -5
Cyndon grinned openly as he listened to what Kerrain had said. He knew it was basically his way of saying thanks.
"Not a problem, i'm always willing to help my friends!" Cyndon let a little more truth out than he had expected. He didn't know if Kerrain had even WANTED to be Cyndon's friend, but Cyndon was already more than willing. It was one of Cyndon's real failings, that he was quick to warm up to people, so he had his share of hurt from fair weather people anyway. Soon after saying what he did, he blushed a little bit and went away from Kerrain and on his own. He decided that it was about time he thought about some of the things he had done in his past, and immediately thought back to his cultural studies.
"Ren, Kyou, Xia, Kai, Gin, Retsu, Zai, Sen." He went over the eight trigrams out loud without noticing it. A nearby shipmate looked over at him with a puzzled look and Cyndon blushed further. 'Great, now i've come off as even more of a lunatic to these guys...'
"Don't fret! just because you immediately assumed you were friends with Kerrain. You're most likely right as it is!"
"But what if i'm not? I just put words in his mouth... i forced action on him, and i hate it when i do that!" The nearby crew mate looked back into the water, content to know that he was standing next to a complete loon.
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Kerrain
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Post by Kerrain on Jun 10, 2008 14:10:28 GMT -5
"Aan, ala, aha, aon, are, dao, ashe, deo, ata, eda, daa, edo, ehe, ene, ela, eshe, eon, iad, ena, ial, ien, kae, ire, kii, ido, nae, kai, omi, opa, teo, rao, mai, reo, mea, rii, sao, sea, sheo, seo, tia, shao. Those are the forty-one absolute commands of Branera Litaria, the Commanding Lanugage. I learned them as soon as I laid a finger upon Degel deSaga." Kerrain said, coming up behind Cyndon. He undid the hilt and held it up for the boy to see.
"Unfortunately, I only know what ten of them mean. Figure that one out." He added, flipping the hilt in his hand and flicking the circle in the center.
Kerrain jumped a tad and lifted himself up to sit on the guardrail of the galleon, placing the hilt in his own lap. Ajon, the navigator, was currently steering the ship for Kerrain.
"I wanted to thank you for your help today, in getting that leviathan. I thought you were due credit."
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 10, 2008 14:27:29 GMT -5
Cyndon chuckled as Kerrain spoke with him. He didn't mess things up after all. Cyndon grinned again as he looked over at Kerrain.
"Don't mention it. Like i said before, always willing to help." He looked into the crystal clear waters. Camellia was idly humming to try and calm Cyndon's still frazzled nerves. Cyndon absently touched the hilt of the Crystal Sword as he looked toward Kerrain.
"I hope to do this again sometime. It was fun, regardless of the danger and near loss." Cyndon pulled into his goofy pose again as he leaned against the rail backwards, watching all the others clean things up. He saw quite a few of the crew members lugging the head away from the side of the deck and further inwards to keep it from falling into the ocean.
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Kerrain
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Post by Kerrain on Jun 10, 2008 14:39:51 GMT -5
"Yeah, it was fun. I plan on doing this every month or so, keep the Grenavive in sea-worthy condition while I'm here. Though, I'll know not to go so far next time. When your fish can't be caught with the lure you have, and you're out of lures, there's no way to catch your fish. I could go buy some new harpoons, but I'd rather stick with the ones I have. They're a... momento from my captain. Captain Grenhaw." Kerrain explained, turning his head to look at the approaching shore.
"I suppose I should at least let you meet a good friend of mine." He added, bringing the hilt into his hand and holding it so Cyndon would have a clear view of the circle on the hilt.
"Degel deSaga. jitseen."
The circle in the center quivered as if alive, and separated into two half-circles. There where the shape used to be, a pupil came into view, followed by the iris and the whites of an eye. The eye of a dragon.
The eye swerved to look at Cyndon, then the hilt released itself from the grasp of Kerrain and floated in the air. It stared into the corsair's eyes for a while, then turned back to Cyndon.
"Delightful to meet you. I am Degel deSaga, Black Dragon God and Buster of Damnnation. I have watched you and studied your powers while tied onto Kerrain's belt." The hilt echoed in a deep and noble voice, followed by a bitter tone at the end in reference to the belt.
"And also, Camellia. Show yourself." The hilt commanded, a short burst of black light following the order.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 10, 2008 15:48:25 GMT -5
Cyndon watched as the sword came to life, lifting itself up into the air and listened to its introduction.
"Very nice to meet you, Degel." Cyndon bowed his head in respect. Camellia heard what Degel said next and it made her nervous.
"In order for me to appear, i'll have to take in some of your energy, Cyndon, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Its perfectly fine by me!" Cyndon said with a hearty chuckle as his staff began to glow green. His body glowed green as the glow slowly flowed from his body to the staff, intensifying the glow even more. Suddenly there was a bright flash of white light and a tall slender woman appeared. Her skin was green in color, and her hair was a dirt brown color. She was dressed in what looked like a one piece dress made of leaves. Her piercing green eyes looked at the hilt of the sword and then over to Kerrain.
"Nice to meet the both of you. Was there something you required of me, Degel?" She asked rather curtly.
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Kerrain
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Post by Kerrain on Jun 10, 2008 20:12:42 GMT -5
The hilt turned around in the air and stared at Kerrain, the lone eye boring into the corsair's vision.
"What do you want?"
"You know what I want."
"I'm not letting you use my body."
"You don't have to. Your body has a storage of magic in it, something I could use to mimic Camellia's apparition."
"What is the Language?"
Degel went limp in the air as Kerrain caught the hilt, placing it back onto his belt as he listened to Degel's ongoings of the incantation and what would be required of it. Kerrain nodded to an unseen force, looking up at the visage of Camellia momentarily, then bringing his hands together inf ront fo his body. Kerrain backed up a tad from Cyndon, to make room.
"Aon rao ala aan shaodiri euwi opa."
Kerrain's breath was sucked into his body as the last word was said, and a ghost-like image flowed from his cadaver and floated into the air. The corsair took in a deep breath as the event finished, giving the ghost a scowl. The spirit stopped floating and landed into the deck, its visage straightening and forming into a concrete body. There stood a man with long black hair, at least to his middle-back, with a black cloak on. His face was pale white, his eyes a doubled version of the eye in the hilt. He was tall, but not stocky. Muscled and toned with a godly aura. His hands were fine and pale, like an elf's hands. He took a bow as his facade came into complete view, taking Camellia's hand with his right and softly pecking it.
"It is my pleasure to meet you, Mistress Camellia." Degel serenaded beautifully, his voice giving off a definitive aura. "I had Kerrain recite an incantation which would allow me to attain my humanoid disguise. However, it only lasts so long. Unfortunately, at his level, it would kill him to summon forth my draconic image." He added, his eyes darting to Kerrain.
Kerrain leaped back up on the guardrail and sighed.
"And I thought he was annoying before! I think he's trying to seduce your Camellia..." Kerrain chuckled at the thought. Though, what caught his attention the most was the giant sword on Degel's back. It was like an oversized butterknife wth no hilt at all.
((http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g236/Darius234/dorian.gif <-- Degel in his disguise))
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 10, 2008 20:25:12 GMT -5
Camellia quickly swiped her hand away from Degel after he kissed her on the hand, and shot him an icy look.
"Don't do THAT again." She looked back at him with sheer ice flowing through her eyes. She wasn't around to be hit upon, but she still regarded the notion. She bowed graciously and added "but thanks for the compliment."
Cyndon chuckled a little as he watched the exchange with an obvious sweat drop appearing on his forehead.
"If i would have known i would have warned him. She's -" Suddenly she swooped around him and wrapped her arms around him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Attracted to me..." Cyndon finished as she held tightly onto him, continuing to kiss and hang off of him. He cleared his throat and looked at Kerrain with a look of 'sorry' on his face as he regarded Degel with the look as well.
"Hope you can understand, Degel, but for the longest time, Camellia was sealed away within this staff. My family heirloom for the longest time, there was a legend that there was an earth spirit trapped within this staff, and that if the right person wielded her, she would awaken. Well, it just so happened that one day they handed her to me and she shot awake. She fell in love with me from the first time onwards, and this is only the second time she's appeared in a physical form, so she's got to be more than a little... Pent up."
Cyndon grimaced as he expected a massive chewing out from both Kerrain and Degel.
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Post by Kerrain on Jun 10, 2008 20:34:19 GMT -5
"That is how we greet each other in my dimension, Camellia. I am truly sorry for imposing on you that custom. My opposite is the only one for me, Ezondel, her name. However, I merely wanted to inquire one thing. How would you like it if your spirit was freed from that staff?" Degel said, pointing to the stave.
Kerrain rolled his eyes and chuckled once more, almost falling off the guardrail and into the water below.
"Degel, you promised me you wouldn't say anything of this."
"What? She looks quite... tantalized, yes? That is your human word, I believe. Or wait... perhaps, amorous? Yes, amorous." Degel explained, looking into Kerrain's mind to find the word.
Kerrain slid off the guardrail and touched deck, going up to the image of Degel and poking him in the chest. He was lucky he hadn't poked harder, otherwise, he could have broken a finger. He noted in his mind, don't poke a dragon.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 10, 2008 20:42:59 GMT -5
Camellia's eyes lit up with a devilish gleam as she let go of Cyndon and walked over to Degel. She looked him up and down and contemplated what he said.
"Surely you jest. There's no way you could do that... I've been sealed in that staff for ages... the most you could do is loosen the seal. i would be able to have physical form without taking energy from him-" At this point she motioned to Cyndon "And i would appreciate that a lot, but why would you do something so nice to a near stranger?"
Cyndon watched in wonder while he contemplated what would happen if Camellia were able to have a physical form outside of the staff... would she be able to resist? Cyndon shuddered as he realized the answer was most likely no.
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Post by Kerrain on Jun 10, 2008 20:51:26 GMT -5
"Camellia, I am a DRAGON. When have you heard of a dragon ever being a joker? If we were, no one would call us wise, now would they? I could remove you, or I could loosen it. It is actually all Cyndon's choice. I just need a drop of blood from your boy here, and I may make the incantation. And before you ask why I'm doing this, I want you to know, I have the knowledge of being captive inside an inanimate object. I cannot release myself, but I can at least release others." Degel explained, raising an eyebrow as he noticed the lust Camellia had in her eyes when she gazed upon Cyndon. Though, that just led to him laughing on the inside.
"There's more to it than that, Degel."
"You're incredibly sharp, Kerrain. Living with me must have made you wise."
Kerrain went back and sat atop the guardrail again. He didn't like where this was going.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 10, 2008 21:04:02 GMT -5
Camellia grinned amorously as she looked back at Degel.
"You have yourself a deal, but just loosen the seal. Though i love him so much i want to be with him all the time, i also help him in battle with my abilities in the staff."
Cyndon looked on slightly interested as he awaited the blood needed. Camellia took Cyndons hand in hers and apologetically slipped a thorn out of a pocket in her dress and pierced his finger with it. It changed from brown colored to a deep red color as the blood soaked into it.
"Here is the blood." Camellia simply replied as she handed him the thorn. Cyndon was nervous, as this would be the first time she would be able to come and go as she pleased from the staff, and it was actually kind of exciting to see how it would work out...
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Post by Kerrain on Jun 10, 2008 21:44:46 GMT -5
Degel accepted the thorn with an open palm as he looked to Kerrain, nodding. The corsair slid off the guardrail again and pricked his finger with the same thorn, his blood a medium for Degel's incantation to work. The image of the blade walked over and grasped the staff firmly, taking the thorn and nailing it into the wood with his finger. Degel, the staff in hand, began.
"Wiio tori no rao reo ila eda eshe dao sado lii rii opa etri etre quo tia aan ala zon rao reo lira wiio tori no rao reo ila eda eshe dao sado lii rii kii etri etre quo tia aan ala zon daa saga lotri pan..." Degel incanted, his hand glowing with a black light. After a few more sentences, his words were becoming slower and slower, then finally, he was nearing the end.
"HIKEN DIRAGI LIRAN!"
The deck flashed with a brillinat white light, the thorn gone from the staff, absorbed. Degel smiled as he handed Cyndon the staff, and bowed once more to Camellia.
"Now, it is done. Be careful at first, because the blood is not yet set in. I don't suggest any... spontaneous events. For at least a week. You humans and your strange blood. It never absorbs into anything fast enough." Degel explained going back to Kerrain and giving the corsair a wink.
Kerrain reached to his belt and brought to hilt up, jabbing it into Degel's visage as the image disappeared, the spirit back within the hilt.
"It wasn't so bad, was it?"
"I guess not..."
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 10, 2008 21:56:29 GMT -5
Camellia laughed openly as she looked over at Cyndon with a loving gleam in her eyes. She hugged him passionately as he took the staff back and slung it to his back. He returned her hug and quietly awaited the end of the voyage and pulling back into shore at the academy. This had definitely been a very interesting day, and it was only his first time out with Kerrain as it was!
"Something really great has happened, Cyndon, my love!" Camellia cooed as she embraced him and he returned it, tearing up a little bit.
"I'm happy that you're happy, Camellia. I'm sure it had to hurt knowing that things couldn't get serious for the longest time. That your touch wasn't really touch for the longest time but now... now it can be." He could tell that Kerrain didn't want a lot of mushy stuff on his ship so he quickly broke the embrace and looked her in the eyes while holding her shoulders. A smile played on his face as the staff began to change in a flash of light. What used to have no decoration on it at all suddenly had a large white and black feather lashed to the top of the staff, and the wood itself had an impression of Camellia's visage embedded on it.
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Post by Kerrain on Jun 10, 2008 22:36:30 GMT -5
"Heheh, well, he says it was the least he could do. From there I don't realize at all what he means."
The ship stopped suddenly as it hit shore, Ajon announcing the event. The sails were drawn up and Kerrain dropped down to the beach, waiting for the rest of his crew.
"Cyndon! This is where we part!" Kerrain yelled, his crew distributing themsevles along the ship. With a heave and a ho, the ship came off the ground, and started moving back to the Ghost Shipyard, Kerrain and his crew hefting it with groans and yelps.
((Topic ends abruptly, but meh.))
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