On the Run II
Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2022 4:26 am
On the Run II
Glade 3rd, 122nd Year
The room had become vacated after the Barnell clan finished their packing, their final goodbyes were given as they bid everyone that stayed good luck with their journey. Patrick stayed and prepped to be ready as Rickter's rider, as the wolf himself finished the refinement of the anchor that would mask their physical presence. Refraction. Who would've thought he would try his luck with bending light using shields. He handed the aetheric sigil that hardened in his palm over to Telion, which was then slipped within her sleeve as she held one of the twins close.
Patrick held the other twin while Rickter began to strip a layer of clothing off, starting from his jacket to his boots, and then from his shirt down to his very trousers. The Atinoran's eyes widened as he turned to look away, even so much as shielded Isaac's eyes too, while the two ladies in the room acted as though it were nothing unusual. After handing the loose clothing aside to Telion, he stilled his breathing for a moment to rest on all fours, his palms flat into the wooden planks as the forefront of his feet pressed down into them. He breathed and relaxed, remembering the thought of intent to being instant. And with a snap of bone and cartilage, the Atinoran looked over again with utter awe from the sound.
Rickter's body contracted as his muscles responded to the stimulus of shifting, the fur coat of his body rapidly growing out as his face grew into a more prolonged snout. Within several seconds he'd shifted into a wolf in ease, his attention fixed on Telion as she stuffed his clothing into the featherlight bag. This time Patrick was the one to carry it on his person, seeing as how he was the one who volunteered to help Rickter with this crazy plan. As Hannah continued to cycle through a series of hand motions, she made five gestures repeatedly as aetheric threads weaved their way across her palms.
"So, how long is it gonna take to port us outta here exactly?"
"I can Spatial Map there in an instant, it's just prepping the aether for all of us to travel at once." She stated plainly as she kept total concentration, Telion self consciously gripping the sleeve where Rickter's Refraction anchor rested. As the wolf himself sat patiently and paced his breathing, he focused in on the ones that were around him. He needed to mask all their aetheric prints and to do that, he needed to recognize their existence to accommodate the shield's negational protocols. The wolf's eyes closed as he used Aether Sense to observe the flow of their personal Aether, while using his nose to help identify what each one was by scent.
Telion smelt of the warmth blanketed with fragrant flowers and sunshine, while Hannah smelled more of the sea and promiscuity, and Patrick pungently smelled a brewer that had been set ablaze. The twins had their own subtle scents, not quite placeable since they shared both their mothers and fathers. Then of course Rickter's own scent... He always had a hard way of describing that in particular, but given the immensity of his aura when he'd create the ward, he felt confident he'd negate his own presence entirely in the act alone. Thus with another deep breath the wolf exhaled through his nostrils, the Negation rune on his shoulder glistening brightly as aether started to radiate off his form.
Telion looked to Hannah as Patrick moved to look readily in position, as the burning question that remained was put out in the open. "Are we ready?"
The rogue looked to her and Rickter sharply, her fingers tented together as if in prayer as she nodded to them eagerly. "Listen up! Soon as I punch this hole, they either will or won't see us going through. We ready to bamboozle the fuck outta these bitches?"
"Aye."
"Aye."
"Rrr."
The wolf's response confirmed that things were ready to set in motion, and with the twins carefully held by Telion and Patrick, Hannah stood within the center of them as she slowly pulled her hands. The threads of aether sparked and sizzled as they started to coalesce into a cerulean ball of light, a sudden charge filling the air as the wolf exerted his own aether within the room. Rickter released the ward over his aura and allowed the aether to fill the room, the task of covering their Aetheric Presences in mind as he focused on maintaining the exertion. Hannah then pulled her hands apart as lights danced around them in aetheric tendrils, the floor beneath them shimmering as the wolf felt gravity rushing through his gut. "Here goes!"
The rogue clapped her hands over the residual tendrils of the sphere, the Slipspace instantly enveloping around them as the room vibrated from the cast. Right away Rickter felt his insides lurch and disorient him, just as soon as he felt his lower body hit the firm ground a second later. Don't... Don't lose consciousness! He held on as he felt himself nearly slip from that lurch, while Telion quickly raised her sleeve close to near her chest over Kendric. Without a second waste, she activated the anchor with her aether, causing it to discharge the Refraction barrier that would hide their location if anyone had followed. Right away Rickter, moved to rise on his four paws, his blue eyes instantly opening to make sure that none had tailed them to their destination.
They had ported right back at the entrance they snuck in, the drain into the Midden to their southwest as they stood on the shore of Lake Udori. Making sure that the negation field still hid away their aetherial presences, while Telion kept the Refraction barrier active, the four of them tensed in anticipation as they waited to see what became of their attempt.
Glade 3rd, 122nd Year
The room had become vacated after the Barnell clan finished their packing, their final goodbyes were given as they bid everyone that stayed good luck with their journey. Patrick stayed and prepped to be ready as Rickter's rider, as the wolf himself finished the refinement of the anchor that would mask their physical presence. Refraction. Who would've thought he would try his luck with bending light using shields. He handed the aetheric sigil that hardened in his palm over to Telion, which was then slipped within her sleeve as she held one of the twins close.
Patrick held the other twin while Rickter began to strip a layer of clothing off, starting from his jacket to his boots, and then from his shirt down to his very trousers. The Atinoran's eyes widened as he turned to look away, even so much as shielded Isaac's eyes too, while the two ladies in the room acted as though it were nothing unusual. After handing the loose clothing aside to Telion, he stilled his breathing for a moment to rest on all fours, his palms flat into the wooden planks as the forefront of his feet pressed down into them. He breathed and relaxed, remembering the thought of intent to being instant. And with a snap of bone and cartilage, the Atinoran looked over again with utter awe from the sound.
Rickter's body contracted as his muscles responded to the stimulus of shifting, the fur coat of his body rapidly growing out as his face grew into a more prolonged snout. Within several seconds he'd shifted into a wolf in ease, his attention fixed on Telion as she stuffed his clothing into the featherlight bag. This time Patrick was the one to carry it on his person, seeing as how he was the one who volunteered to help Rickter with this crazy plan. As Hannah continued to cycle through a series of hand motions, she made five gestures repeatedly as aetheric threads weaved their way across her palms.
"So, how long is it gonna take to port us outta here exactly?"
"I can Spatial Map there in an instant, it's just prepping the aether for all of us to travel at once." She stated plainly as she kept total concentration, Telion self consciously gripping the sleeve where Rickter's Refraction anchor rested. As the wolf himself sat patiently and paced his breathing, he focused in on the ones that were around him. He needed to mask all their aetheric prints and to do that, he needed to recognize their existence to accommodate the shield's negational protocols. The wolf's eyes closed as he used Aether Sense to observe the flow of their personal Aether, while using his nose to help identify what each one was by scent.
Telion smelt of the warmth blanketed with fragrant flowers and sunshine, while Hannah smelled more of the sea and promiscuity, and Patrick pungently smelled a brewer that had been set ablaze. The twins had their own subtle scents, not quite placeable since they shared both their mothers and fathers. Then of course Rickter's own scent... He always had a hard way of describing that in particular, but given the immensity of his aura when he'd create the ward, he felt confident he'd negate his own presence entirely in the act alone. Thus with another deep breath the wolf exhaled through his nostrils, the Negation rune on his shoulder glistening brightly as aether started to radiate off his form.
Telion looked to Hannah as Patrick moved to look readily in position, as the burning question that remained was put out in the open. "Are we ready?"
The rogue looked to her and Rickter sharply, her fingers tented together as if in prayer as she nodded to them eagerly. "Listen up! Soon as I punch this hole, they either will or won't see us going through. We ready to bamboozle the fuck outta these bitches?"
"Aye."
"Aye."
"Rrr."
The wolf's response confirmed that things were ready to set in motion, and with the twins carefully held by Telion and Patrick, Hannah stood within the center of them as she slowly pulled her hands. The threads of aether sparked and sizzled as they started to coalesce into a cerulean ball of light, a sudden charge filling the air as the wolf exerted his own aether within the room. Rickter released the ward over his aura and allowed the aether to fill the room, the task of covering their Aetheric Presences in mind as he focused on maintaining the exertion. Hannah then pulled her hands apart as lights danced around them in aetheric tendrils, the floor beneath them shimmering as the wolf felt gravity rushing through his gut. "Here goes!"
The rogue clapped her hands over the residual tendrils of the sphere, the Slipspace instantly enveloping around them as the room vibrated from the cast. Right away Rickter felt his insides lurch and disorient him, just as soon as he felt his lower body hit the firm ground a second later. Don't... Don't lose consciousness! He held on as he felt himself nearly slip from that lurch, while Telion quickly raised her sleeve close to near her chest over Kendric. Without a second waste, she activated the anchor with her aether, causing it to discharge the Refraction barrier that would hide their location if anyone had followed. Right away Rickter, moved to rise on his four paws, his blue eyes instantly opening to make sure that none had tailed them to their destination.
They had ported right back at the entrance they snuck in, the drain into the Midden to their southwest as they stood on the shore of Lake Udori. Making sure that the negation field still hid away their aetherial presences, while Telion kept the Refraction barrier active, the four of them tensed in anticipation as they waited to see what became of their attempt.
"Common" "Synskrit" "Norvaegan"
"Rickter" "Telion" "Hannah" "Patrick"
"Rickter" "Telion" "Hannah" "Patrick"
