The Forbidden Art

Tellas had followed Vera and, the moment she said about not using magic the pain of his own being stopped hit him but he jsut growled and pressed on to find the redhead again once again his axe was in his hand as he stood alongside Vera, "Sorry for being gone... Your scent is a little hard to track, Ma'am," When he noticed the pain she was in he added, with an offer of his hand, "My strength is yours to command as you wish my movements yours to guide," He smiled at her, knowing full well that if magic was disabled his Night side would not manifest.

Drake howled with Rage "You bastard! Try that with me!" He took us sword out from the ogre's back and ran it through it's neck. He felt it's blood pouring down his hands, and pulled Zadric out, jumping down from its back. "That'll teach you to fuck with Her..." He noticed Azreal, and Kailyn standing there. "Hey..."

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Robin followed Azreal out, not extremely happy, but content. They had been interupted in the middle of making out, and she wasn't willing to give him up that easily. She pulled out one of her poison coated knifes and ran at the ogre. She lunged at him, and stabbed it in the stomach, twisting her knife into the monster, for the maximum effect. She quickly pulled it out and retreated back to Azreal, Drake, and Kailyn. "Why hello there..." She said to Azreal with a wink.

Azrael returned to his standard 5% Crusnik form and sighed, clenching Onibaba and sheathing it. Robin snuggled underneath Azrael's arm and kissed his cheek. Azrael looked on, smirking and rubbed her shoulder. Robin made a sound of delight and kissed him again.

"Why are even attracted to me Robin?"

Falks was the only one of the group who didn't let his guard down. He pulled a small vial out of his pocket and and chugged the golden liquid inside. A devilish laugh echoed from the mouth of the monster. He stood slowly and picked up the massive sword which he had dropped. "IT IS MY GOD!!" The ogre swung the sword down vertically at Mira. There was a flash of white and the sound of metal clashing against rang through the air as Falks appeared in front of her, his sword raised to block the strike.

"Leave her be." Sparks flew as the metal grinded together. His muscle tightened and with a push he forced the ogre back. Falks jumped up and landed on the tip of the ogre's massive sword. "Your god is no match for the god of fate." The ogre swung his sword and Falks landed on it's shoulder.
"F-fatus?" the ogre said a bit nervously.
"Yes." Falks said. He grinned maliciously and his eyes flashed white.
A silver thread appeared in his hands. He back flipped over the ogre's head and appeared on the other side. A massive X appeared on the beast's abdomen.

Blood and guts spilled out and the monster fell forward as his head rolled off of his shoulders. The thread was now bloodied. He turned to Drake "THAT.... is how you take down an ogre." He ran to Mira. "Are you okay?" He was barely able too to stand as the anti mgaic barrier pained his stomach and the adrenaline mixture pounded in his heart.

Robin smiled, "Do I need a reason?" She honestly had no Idea why she was attracted to him, but only knew that she did. She snuggled under his arm once more, and kissed him. "Maybe it's just my hormones. Or maybe it's one of those inexplicable things that happens. I prefer the second explanation."

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Drake sighed, and walked over to Kailyn. "Are you okay? We got what we came for... atleast." He said with a smile, and embracing her in a kiss.

Ret looked to him and smiled, "We can tell them only what we know, that Vera and Vexoz were sighted speaking to known opponents. However action should not be taken until we can find out why," She told him.

Mira was distracted because of the pain, and only noticed the ogre going to attack her when it was too late. She tried lifting her sword to block his attack but Falks appeared before this and killed it.

She heard Falks saying something about the God of Fate and looked worried at him. What was he thinking?

“Y-yes” She mumbled when he came ask if she was ok “Just this cursed barrier bothering me”

She held on him to try to get some support so that she wouldn't fall to the ground again “F-Falks” She mumbled with her eyes closed “D-don't leave me”

Kailyn felt her new found strength receding. It wasn't a big deal, considering she wasn't even sure how to control it. She could have tried to hold Drake's hand and wound up breaking it. Therefore, she wasn't disappointed as the power waned. Although, she did want to try it again...

And again...

And again.

She supposed a power like that was easy to become addicted to.

The hut became more and more visible as her party made their way forward. It was a silent trek, apart from Robin making goo-goo eyes at Azrael. Kailyn didn't mind, though. It just meant she didn't need to worry about her. Right? Right. Maybe. Okay maybe she was still worried, but only a little. And Drake kissed her right in front of Robin, so that had to mean something.

Kailyn looked shyly at the object of her affections. Robin had a point, Drake was quite the catch. Mine, mine, mine, and all mine! Kailyn's childish and slightly possessive side thought. Really though, she was lucky. He was the first man to show her kindness, her first kiss, her first lover. A slight blush tinted her cheeks at the thought. Who knew something so ugly looking could cause so much pleasure?

The hut was only a few meters away now. Kailyn's footsteps quickened. It was time to end this. And then Anne's organization would bequeath them a sea of shiny gold coins! Kailyn's mouth watered and her fingers itched. Yum... metal currency.

She wiped a bit of the drool from the corner of her lip and came to a stop. She stood in front of the thatch house with a straw roof. The walls were glued together with mud. It was actually very small, considering how large the ogres were. Drake would have to duck when he walked in.

She lifted the cloth that served as a door. She poked her head inside and looked from side to side. It was pretty dark in here! The only light that came through was the sun that peeked in through the roof. Hardly a place to store a god. She stepped onto the dirt flooring and let the flap fall back into place. The room darkened immediately. She blinked a few times and tried to let her eyes adjust to the darkness.

Blood red eyes appeared in front of her.

Kailyn screamed, jumping backwards and extending her claws. She swiped at everything in front of her, yelling gibberish as she went.

"Enough!" Yelled a voice, much more sophisticated than that of an ogre. Kailyn froze mid swipe. She squawked and straightened up, feeling a powerful urge to respect the thing in front of her.

Whatever it was.

The color of the eyes shifted from a deep red to a royal purple until they became ice blue.

"You are tainted," It said. Kailyn opened her mouth to reply but closed it just as quickly. The "taint" could be only one of two things. Her recent sexual experience or her magical abilities. She really hoped it wasn't the former. It wasn't any of this color changing eyeballs' business!

Kailyn's feet lifted off the ground and she was brought towards the center of the pitch black hut. "You have the blood of my pawn on you," It stated. Oh, so that's what the whole thing was about. Well that's much less embarrassing than the alternative. Kailyn straightened up as best as she could.

"I've come for W-8. Your pawn attacked me," She said. Her voice echoed and she was sure, up until then, that it was impossible to echo while in a small hut.

"Do not speak!" It ordered. Kailyn winced, the voice cutting into her skull. Panic consumed her as she quickly realized she couldn't remember how to form words. How was that even possible? She understood everything just fine. What was going on? Where did her voice go?

"I am the consciousness of the weapon you seek. I am the final, and most complete, eisha'n. Within me are parts of the souls of the magi who created me. They formed me into what I am now. Living without breath, cursed into shells, a hollow existence," It said. Kailyn felt sorry for it... him... her? What would she even call it/him/her? That's a mouthful to say every time she'd mention it/him/her. She was already getting tired of it!

A chuckle erupted around her, apparently it/he/she could read thoughts too.

"I have been called many names, but I have a preference for Charlie." Charlie?! Really? This powerful being wants to be called some run of the mill name? Why not something cool and hard to pronounce? Charlie sounds like a guy who sucked his thumb till he was nine!

The eyes started to turn into a purple color and Kailyn quickly turned her thoughts to puppies and waterfalls. They quickly returned to the cool blue.

"Speak, now," Charlie demanded. The knowledge returned to Kailyn as the words were said.

"Why do you stay in this rinky dink house?" Kailyn asked. Of course! Don't say something earth-shattering or ask an important question. Let's ask something completely off topic!

"What need would I have of lavishness? I have no body, unless I possess one. The greed of men does not affect me," Charlie replied.

"Would you come with us?" Kailyn blurted out. Well, at least that was a better question.

"Why would I leave with those who killed my worshippers?" Charlie said.

"Um, cause... to explore the world?"

"I have seen it several times, and it disgusts me more each round."

"Things change."

"Human nature does not."

"Touche."

There was silence. Kailyn hovered, still as a board.

"Aren't you lonely?" She asked.

"Lonely?" Charlie parroted.

"Ogres must not be good conversation."

"Indeed, they are not. They grovel every time I try to speak to them."

"You could talk to us."

There was silence again.

Charlie piped up, "I cannot leave this plane unless I have a physical body. Would you volunteer yours?"

Kailyn cringed, "No. What plane?"

"You would not understand."

"Gee, thanks."

"It is beyond your comprehension."

"I'm flattered you think so lowly of my intelligence," Kailyn replied sarcastically.

Silence... again.

"What if I found you a body?" Kailyn asked, "Would you come with then?"

"My powers would be limited. I would stay within the body until their lifespan is out. Do not bring me a person."

"So... is that a yes?"

"I suppose."

Kailyn squealed in excitement, her voice bouncing off the nonexistent walls. The eyes turned to purple.

"Sorry," She whispered.

"I shall transport you back to your realm. Bring me something... fluffy."

"Fluffy? Really?"

"I enjoy being petted."

Kailyn cringed. Before she knew it, she was standing outside of the hut. The sunlight hit her eyes and stung them. She squinted. Although it seemed like forever that she was trapped in that alternate dimension.

"We have to find something... fluffy," She announced.

Vexoz made his way twords the hulking ogre as the people he was tracking started attacking the thing. Then, the gun-wielding man from before came out of nowhere and grousomely beheaded the monster! Something about him just gave the warrior a bad feeling. He didn't seem to care about who he attacked, nor did he seem to value life at all! With all of them there, there was no need to kill the thing, let alone as grousomely as he did.

Slowly, Vexoz approached the group. The woman from earlier, Kailyn, I think, entered into a nearby shack as the violent man seemed to start getting effected by whatever this place did. Now, seemingly more than before. As he came close enough for them to notice him, the woman came back out of the shack.

"We have to find something... fluffy," She announced.

What? Did she say... fluffy? Why would they want.... Obviously, they knew something way more bizzare than he did. Maybe it had to do with magic? But... screw it!

Finally, Vexoz was pretty close to them. It seemed like Drake was entirely uneffected, but almost everyone else seemed a little uneasy. "I just want to talk," Vexoz begain giving a quick glimpse to the shack. What the heck was in there? "I assume your friend won't try and shoot me this time, right?" As soon as he said that, a few loose intestines rolled out of the ogre's cheast. Disgusting!

"I just want to... no, I need to know why you hate the Chosen. You have mages in your verry group. In fact...." Finally, Vexoz started putting the pieces together. This place effected magic users, didn't it? A quick thud of energy slammed through him as his magic adjusted more to his body. "In fact, I'd say almost all of you are mages!" The line came out slightly forced as his body finally got used to the pressure of the area.

"The Chosen village is amazing, and I won't let you harm her!" He quickly shook his head, "it! I won't let you harm it!"

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June finally got back to her home. One of the older men took a moment to laugh at her. "What happened, you fall in or somethin'?" She just groaned back and walked off. The man just laughed at her, before noticing something odd. Carefully, he got up and looked at something that fell off her shoe.

Sand? There wasn't a beach for miles!

Azirak shot through the sky towards the location he had seen the humans from earlier heading to.

He didnt see anything hit him, so he was more than a little surprised for an incredible pain to surge though his body, cutting off his energy powers, turning him into a human floating about a hundred feet up. Even though his pain, he couldnt help swearing in rage as he fell.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU..."

He crashed into a tree, a branch slashing a cut along his face. He bounced off several other branches, grazed his arm against the tree trunk, and got a faceful of mud as he crashed to the floor.

After about a minute, he got to his feet and promptly threw up. Electrically charged vomit wasnt the nicest thing to describe. Needless to say, there wouldnt be many plants growing in that area for a while now.
After he had emptied his stomach, he looked around, and breathed.
"Please...let no one have seen that..."

Vera accepted Tellas’ hand with an excited, “DRAPPY!” She had fondly created the nickname due to his wolf and dragon background, a dragon and a puppy mixture. She smiled up at him and held his hand as they followed Vexoz.

She listened to Vexoz’s miniature rant about the Chosen and her heart melted a little. Such a great guy! She looked on with wide eyes and an even bigger libido. Wait, libido? No! Vera furrowed her brow and tapped her finger against her lip. That was unexpected. Ah, oh well! Answers, ho!

“They plan on genocide,” Kailyn replied coldly, “How could you stand with them?”

Vera squeaked and “blinked” right next to Kailyn. She slapped her hand over Kailyn’s mouth and laughed nervously at Vexoz, “Ha-heh-ha… what did you smoke in that shack, flatty?”

“I’m not fat!” Kailyn said through her hand muzzle.

“I said, flatty, not fatty,” Vera corrected, rolling her eyes. Kailyn swiped Vera’s hand away and glared at her.

“Just because I don’t have watermelons attached to my chest…” Kailyn began. Vera proudly thrust them out and swayed her body side to side. Kailyn groaned and turned her attention back to Vexoz.

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Asinoir was still torn, despite Ret’s reassurance. Nevertheless, he pressed on and let out a long breath. He walked the familiar corridors and up the homey stairs, but the walls seemed to be pressing in on him. Was he sealing the fates of two of his comrades?

He knocked on the oak door. A voice asked him to enter and he obliged.

“My lords,” Asinoir said, bowing with his hand over his chest, “And ladies,” He straightened up, “I come bearing… news. Perhaps it is simply paranoia, but I would rather be prepared in case it is true.”

“Go on, Asinoir,” Said the child at the head of the table.

“Whilst investigating the mana flux, which I am sure you are aware about, I encountered a strange sight,” Asinoir looked away from the eyes of who command him, “Vexoz, the newcomer, and Vera, a member of this council, were spotted with the party who contain Kailyn and Drake. As I’m sure you have heard from both Mira and Ret’s reports, you know who they are.”

The child leaned forward, rubbing his chin, “Are you sure?”

Asinoir sent the child a look, “Does anyone else you know have red hair and talks like there’s a fire under her bum… all the time?”

A chuckle erupted among the members of the council. Surprisingly, despite the possibility of her betrayal, she still served as a meaning of entertainment.

“In the light of this, we will need them both brought in for questioning,” Said a female council woman, “I sense a storm brewing…”

“Indeed,” Agreed another.

“As such, we’d recommend your wedding be a hasty one.”

Asinoir snapped his head up, “How do you knew about that?”

“Small town,” Answered the female with a wink, “I will survey it and leave finding a priest… or a judge… up to you. As well as the location and the guests.”

Asinoir bowed, “Thank you for your permission,” With that, he turned and exited the council room.

Tellas just growled at Kailyn, "It is the Chosen who are in the right... this is only the cumuppance for the sin those without magic caused," He said with a clear frown on his lupine fetures, "Those without magic attacked those with it purely out of fear for a power they could not understand, But the Chosen do not fear. The Chosen will be the cause of a return of Magic and no longer will mages be treated like vermin..."

His eyes narrowed, "Do you not see why you are fighting for the wrong side!?" His question was directed purely at Kailyn.

Kailyn narrowed her eyes at the winged, walking canine.

"Since when can evil beget good?" Kailyn replied, "What will you tell future generations? 'Well, they hurt our feelings three hundred years ago, so we destroyed people who had nothing to do it,'" She said, giving him a disbelieving look.

Azrael smiled, kissing Robin's forehead. He hugged her in as they walked, just the two talking. He was still surprised that Robin was openly expressing her feelings toward him. He decided to just play it safe and act his usual self, which was being very friendly.

"Hormones? What do you mean by that exactly? Feel free to give examples." He stopped, shrugged, and slid his hands in his pockets.

Tellas growled, "You are still to naive. Or maybe you've forgotten that you too have suffered people's hatred? Why aid those who believe you naught but a monster to be reviled and hated? It doesn't matter what you do, the magicless will always fear your powers, even with the cursed weapons used in that Sinful genocide. The future Genertions will know that kin of magic were avenged."

Robin stopped in her tracks, now kicking the ground around her. "Well... You see... I haven't... Y'know... I mean I've done the Kissing part before... But I'm still a Virgin." She looked down at her feet, and kept kicking at the ground.

Falks just scowled at the beast. "Then she would be proving their accusations correct." He stepped over towards the wagon and hopped up into the seat. "I have some business I need to take care of." He looked at Mira. "Are you coming?"

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Cee calmly walked into the tavern in the Chosen village. "He sat own at a table at the back and sipped at a mug of beer. "You better not screw this plan up you bastard."

Azrael nodded and ran a hand through his hair. This was...surprising. He shrugged, took her in and kissed her quite passionately. He parted, held her to his side and continued walking.

"First time then? When we get somewhere safer and not so populated..."

Robin smiled, "Yeah, Is there anyplace in particular?" She said as she wrapped her arms around him, making it so her chest pressed into his, letting him feel the size of her bust.

Mira looked around quickly, seeing the people around but partially ignoring them before turning towards Falks again.

"If I can..." She said to answer "It's ok if I can't, but I would love to go with you"

Azrael shrugged.

"The time will come. And, you really want me to play with your breasts if that's what you're implying?" He sighed and looked towards the sky. "I could go for a quick fly right now. Patience Azrael."

Robin looked up at him, almost offended. "No... That was a hug..." She broke away from the hug, and sat down at a nearby tree. "I'll be here when you get back." She smiled at him, but was hurt on the inside. Why must I be thought of as a whore by all? She thought to herself. She waved to him and brought up her knees to her chest, concealing a single tear that ran down her cheek.

Azrael ran to Robin and hugged her body to his. He laid his head on her shoulder and whispered softly.

"I'm sorry if you took it as if I were referring you to some common whore." He hugged her in closer, wiping her tear away. "Forgive my offensive speak Robin. I beg of you." His feathery wings came out, surrounding the two. "Please..."

Robin smiled gently, and brought him into a close hug. "Thanks Azreal." She said as his wings folded around them. She kissed him on the cheek, and stood up. She brought him into a passionate kiss, glad that she had the chance to. And for once, felt as if she had someone to care for.

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Drake walked over to Kailyn, and the others and unanounced said. "Look, the chosen have taken almost everything from me..., One of your mages, they killed my entire family. My sister, My brother, My parents, And my friends. If that isn't evil, then I don't know what is. I had to live on my own, in the wilderness, and survive on small amounts at first. No one should have to suffer that! No one should be treated as an outcast either though! I agree that the chosen have just reasons, but they have unjust ways of enforcing them! These people that tried to anihalate magic. They were afraid, They didn't understand what it could do, and saw the unknown frightening to them. I Agree with you on only those facts, but you shall not hurt Anyone, that I care for anymore!"

Vexoz stopped in his tracks. "What? Genocide?!?!"

The weakened man seemed to walk away as the thought sunk in. "Vera wouldn't.... Why!" Then, the dragon wolf thing appeared.

"Those without magic attacked those with it purely out of fear for a power they could not understand, But the Chosen do not fear. The Chosen will be the cause of a return of Magic and no longer will mages be treated like vermin..."

What? Why would they want this! Can't people just be content for once without trying to destroy society! A groan escaped him as the warrior pushed the hair off his face. There always had to be some kind of a catch with these things, didn't there? People can't just build a Utopia and keep it, there had to be a catch. A Superior race that looked down on everyone, in this situation.

Unsure what to do, he looked back at Vera. Vexoz would have to choose between her and them. Even after the Chosen destroyed his home, they gave him a new one and provided for him. Damn it! Do the right thing! Whatever they were looking for was inside that shack, and it would try and ruin the Chosen's plan.

Vexoz drew his sword, only thinking of Vera. "I am a mage in service the Chosen...." This isn't like you, either attack or leave. The warrior sheathed his sword again as he turned around to Vera. "And I will serve them like a dog until the day I die."

"I'm sure we'll meet again.... Let's go, Vera." Vexoz walked off, hoping he wouldn't regret his decision.