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YEAR 18, MONTH 3, DAY 4, post 11 ~ mid-morning
~ dialogues: #FF007F
~ exp: 195.910 (15r100x2)
~ gold: 1500 mo (jewelry) + 3700 gld FN +
~ wears: old green tunic, brown leather coat and boots, hair tied up in a ponytail
~ armor: D1 (off)
~ weapons: pugnale (on)
~ ability: fiamme blu, controllo dell'attacco B
~ moves: scudo di fuoco, attacco combinato, schivata veloce, pioggia di fuoco, bastione di fuoco, scatto, inversione di potenza, resistenza, colonna di fuoco, rigenerazione, attacco a sorpresa.
~ stats:
Atk D. 1.800+50% (fiamme blu) = 2.700
Def D. 2.001+1/10 (armatura) = 2.201
Atk 549
Def 400+1/10 (armatura) = 440
Vel 390
EV 1.550/1.550
"A... what?" Iris gave the man a puzzled look. How the hell did he get to that concluion? That couldn't be further from the truth! But there were are other confusing things. Iris underage? He really must have lost a couple of decades hitting his head. But, if nothing else, his loyalty was cute. A little late, but still cute. She gave him a warm smile for once as she shook her head. "Try again" she replied, coming closer. She stretched out one of her arms, showing the palm of her hand as she sat on the bed, next to him, silently lighting up a blue, small, fireball. Even though that was an easy trick, blue flames were quite uncommon, enough for him to realize she was a powerful bender. She looked at him for a few seconds, hoping to see fear on his face, but that wasn't her main point for now.
"See... we're from the same nation. I do not wish to break your loyalty towards the just and almighty Firelord... well, unless maybe the Firelord we're talking about is some relative of mines... and I certainly do not wish any little girl to become an orphan: anyway, if you're talking about my daughter you'd be dead before you can lay one single finger on me" she threatened him. "Besides, as much as it's worth I can assure you I'm not a terrorist. Actually, I might be the only person who still truly believes in our nation. So... I think you'd better lay down and recover before you start making accusations" she concluded, turning off the fireball with a sudden twist of her wrist, while she took his empty plate with the other hand and swiftly hopped up, moving towards the door. That petty conversation was getting tiring. She had no problems standing up for herself or her beliefs, but fighting against Antk while he was in those conditions wasn't giving her the satisfaction she deserved.~ if we had no winter, summer would not be so pleasant ~
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Silian .
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ANNO 18, MESE 3, GIORNO 4, POST 72, midday
"Il bacio colpisce come la folgore, l'amore passa come un temporale"
[47.675 Antkantos (darkred): n° exp (3r20x2)] [DENARO: 361 NdF DEPOSITATO: conto, ABBIGLIAMENTO: brown leather boots, coat and gloves with fur inside, woolen grey sweather and scarf, short hair] [EV: 1000, ABILITA': Dominio elettrico, ARMATURA: //, ARMI: sciabole gemelle(off), kukri(off)]
Stats PG:
Atk= 1500
Def= 1200
Vel= 300
Mosse caratteristiche-di scuola: Colonna di fuoco; Fuoco del giudizio; Scoppio; Elettrizzazione; Fulmine Globulare; Barriera Elettrostatica; Controllo del calore; Anello di fuoco; Bloccare le fiamme; Scudo di Fuoco; Propulsione; Fruste elettriche
He felt the tension rising as she sat beside him, and the same tension vanished as fog under the sun as the blue flame came up from her hand. It was quite a rare skill, he knew it: his host was more than she showed outside. Its warmth was somehow reassuring, though it didn't prove her loyalty to his Nation: if really he was a mighty General, he had to investigate further the next days, as soon as he felt better. In the meanwhile... better taking a nap. He nodded with a weak grunt and relaxed himself on the bed, watching the woman leaving his room and closing the door behind her. He pulled the cover over his tired body and closed his eyes, falling almost immediately in a dreamless sleep.SPOILER (clicca per visualizzare)Jump to...? Maybe it's more funny if we let Antk make his first steps around.. -
.SPOILER (clicca per visualizzare)... quando vuoi. Potrebbe essere interessante se riesce a beccare Ilah da sola. Intanto salto a un paio di giorni dopo
YEAR 18, MONTH 3, DAY 6, post 12 ~ morning
~ dialogues: #FF007F
~ exp: 196.170 (25r80)
~ gold: 1500 mo (jewelry) + 3700 gld FN +
~ wears: old green tunic, brown leather coat and boots, hair tied up in a ponytail
~ armor: D1 (off)
~ weapons: pugnale (on)
~ ability: fiamme blu, controllo dell'attacco B
~ moves: scudo di fuoco, attacco combinato, schivata veloce, pioggia di fuoco, bastione di fuoco, scatto, inversione di potenza, resistenza, colonna di fuoco, rigenerazione, attacco a sorpresa.
~ stats:
Atk D. 1.800+50% (fiamme blu) = 2.700
Def D. 2.001+1/10 (armatura) = 2.201
Atk 549
Def 400+1/10 (armatura) = 440
Vel 390
EV 1.550/1.550
Antk was feeling better and better every hour. He still wasn't able to stand up on his own and his memories didn't seem to be back... but what if they did? What if he decided to stay there? Or to take her children away? She had to be cautious. She knew that sooner or later he'd be able to stand and so to cause even more troubles, as their life there wasn't hard enough. Probably the best thing to do was waiting for him to be able to walk and then take him far from the house between the cliffs, so far he wouldn't be able to track them back, especially without Quiang's help. That seemed to be a good plan.
The hardest part, for now was keeping Ilah far from him. Sozin had been curious about the stranger, but she was quite sure he couldn't recognize his father. Ilah did. She missed him and having him there was painful for her, no matter how much she did to make her happy. She wanted her father to stay there with them. Iris walked down the whole path to their training ground, holding Sozin in her arms. Antk was probably still asleep but she didn't want to risk having Sozin all alone in the house if he woke up. He let the child down on the riverside and he happily grabbed a few pebbles, throwing them in the water and commenting his whole work. Iris decided to let him play, he had learned not to throw the rocks on his own head and the water was shallow there, so it was one of the safest places around.
Ilah, in the meantime, was doing her warmig up exercises, but Iris didn't join her. She just sat down, watching her for a while. "Ilah, come here, please. We need to talk" she called her. "Did I do something wrong?" asked the little girl, sincerely worried to have displeased her mother somehow. Iris shook her head, motioning her to join them by the river. Ilah slowly reached her and sat down without a word, waiting.
"Your father can't stay here forever" she informed her. Ilah didn't reply, so Iris continued: "He did terrible things. He put you in danger and I want you to be safe, that's why I brought you and your brother here. I know you love him, but I need you to be a brave little warrior and forget him" she decided. Ilah looked down, wondering. She knew her mother wasn't going to change her mind if that was her decidion, but she couldn't just forget her father. "But... if he committed high treason against the Royal Family... and we're the Royal Family... can't we forgive him? Wouldn't that fix everything?" she tried nevertheless. Iris snorted, shaking her head. "He will do it again and again and one day he'll do something so bad I won't be able to protect you" she explained a little irritated by the fact someone dared to question her.
"But you said I'm getting stronger. I can protect myself. Maybe if we can explain him how bad was what he did he won't do it again and we can all go home together. You don't like living here" she insisted. "He broke too many promises, Ilah. His word has no worth anymore. Now, show me the last form we learned together"~ if we had no winter, summer would not be so pleasant ~
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Silian .
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ANNO 18, MESE 3, GIORNO 6, POST 73, morning
"Il bacio colpisce come la folgore, l'amore passa come un temporale"
[47.775 Antkantos (darkred): n° exp (15r50x2)] [DENARO: 361 NdF DEPOSITATO: conto, ABBIGLIAMENTO: brown leather boots, coat and gloves with fur inside, woolen grey sweather and scarf, short hair] [EV: 1000, ABILITA': Dominio elettrico, ARMATURA: //, ARMI: sciabole gemelle(off), kukri(off)]
Stats PG:
Atk= 1500
Def= 1200
Vel= 300
Mosse caratteristiche-di scuola: Colonna di fuoco; Fuoco del giudizio; Scoppio; Elettrizzazione; Fulmine Globulare; Barriera Elettrostatica; Controllo del calore; Anello di fuoco; Bloccare le fiamme; Scudo di Fuoco; Propulsione; Fruste elettriche
Matt dragged himself out of his room, robbing his eyes and leaning himself against the wall. No more headache that day, he felt for the first time really better; he needed several minutes to stand on his feet after he awakened, then hunger pushed him out towards the dining room. Of course, it looked as a dining room, but he didn't know enough about that place to be sure about its function: there were a warm fireplace, a stonen hob with holes for the charcoal and a rough wooden table with four chairs. And a dish on the ground.
He nearly trampled on it (and on his breakfast...); crouching and rising back with that treasure in his hands was the hardest thing he did in his first days of new life, but he didn't feel like to eat on the floor like an animal: if he was alone he would do it, but he didn't want Anthea to see him acting like that. She wasn't a common citizen, he could guess it by the way she acted and spoke... He walked towards the table and put his dish on it, while sitting on a chair. It was his first "normal" meal, not like the ones he had at bed: there were berries and roast tubers, and everything vanished as fast as a lightning into his mouth.
There weren't noises in the house: Anthea always brought her children with her, when she went out. She clearly didn't trust him, above all now that he was starting to move around on his own. He tried several times to reassure her, but she seemed not to listen to his words -as he was a well-known criminal, instead of a General of her nation.
When he was at bed he spent the most of his time thinking about he heard and saw during his first hours of awakening: the more he thought, the more he found strange things... the strangest of all was the elder kid's behaviour. Her mother did all she could to blame him and keep her children away from him, but the girl didn't seem frightened by the stranger -on the contrary, he was sure he saw her peeping from the ajar door when her mother went into his room. She said something like that her mother was worried, that they all were worried... did he fancy everything? Her mother could look everything but worried...
He sighed and stood up again, heading towards the door. Outside a bright winter sun was shining, making the snow glitter as a sea of diamonds. The first snowdrops were blooming here and there, and ice was slowly melting on the roof: everything spoke about Spring, and his body claimed loudly a little spot of sunshine. He pushed the door and left the house behind his back, looking for a good stone to sit on and let his chi absorb the solar rays in order to resore his energies.
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YEAR 18, MONTH 3, DAY 6, post 13 ~ midday
~ dialogues: #FF007F
~ exp: 196.270 (15r100)
~ gold: 1500 mo (jewelry) + 3700 gld FN +
~ wears: old green tunic, brown leather coat and boots, hair tied up in a ponytail
~ armor: D1 (off)
~ weapons: pugnale (on)
~ ability: fiamme blu, controllo dell'attacco B
~ moves: scudo di fuoco, attacco combinato, schivata veloce, pioggia di fuoco, bastione di fuoco, scatto, inversione di potenza, resistenza, colonna di fuoco, rigenerazione, attacco a sorpresa.
~ stats:
Atk D. 1.800+50% (fiamme blu) = 2.700
Def D. 2.001+1/10 (armatura) = 2.201
Atk 549
Def 400+1/10 (armatura) = 440
Vel 390
EV 1.550/1.550
Ilah felt helpless: either the training was harder than the other days or she was getting every day worse. Her mother kept correcting her over everything and she made a lot beginner's mistakes. Maybe she wasn't all that strong, afterall. "I'm sorry!" she whined, tripping over her own feet. Iris shook her head with disapproval: "straighten your back, with that stance it's obvious you lose your balance!" she harshly corrected her. That training was a disaster: Ilah could do far better than that and she knew it. She sighed, clearly disappointed.
"Let's go back home. This is pointless" she decided, taking one of the pebbles from Sozin's hand and dropping it to the ground before taking up the child. Sozin didn't seem to enjoy that interruption, nor the rough way he was being held, so he started crying, wich made Iris even more irritated. It was during moments like that that she really missed having a nanny around. It was so easy at the Royal Palace! Every time the children behaved like whining commoners she could cry over and someone would come to make them behave as Royals again. She nervously rocked the baby for she had learned that worked sometimes, but apparently he had decided to be different this time.
Ilah slowly dragged her feet up the cliff, hating herself for all the mistakes she did. Mom was angry and she knew it was all her fault. Even Sozin seemed to have noticed, but the way mom was shaking him was hardly going to calm him down. She would have loved to tell her something, for she was quite sure she could do something to calm down her brother, but her tongue seemed to be stuck and she couldn't say just anything. She looked up to her mother, hoping she saw how sorry she really was, but she wasn't paying her any attention.
Iris was the first to get inside the stone house and when she noticed Antk sitting at the table she istinctively tightened her embrace around Sozin, protecting him with her hands and making sure that Ilah remained behind her. "You need a bath, Lily" she decided, motioning Ilah towards the back of the house, where the earthbender had created them a tub, then she closed the door behind the girl.~ if we had no winter, summer would not be so pleasant ~
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Silian .
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ANNO 18, MESE 3, GIORNO 6, POST 73, morning
"Il bacio colpisce come la folgore, l'amore passa come un temporale"
[47.875 Antkantos (darkred): n° exp (15r50x2)] [DENARO: 361 NdF DEPOSITATO: conto, ABBIGLIAMENTO: brown leather boots, coat and gloves with fur inside, woolen grey sweather and scarf, short hair] [EV: 1000, ABILITA': Dominio elettrico, ARMATURA: //, ARMI: sciabole gemelle(off), kukri(off)]
Stats PG:
Atk= 1500
Def= 1200
Vel= 300
Mosse caratteristiche-di scuola: Colonna di fuoco; Fuoco del giudizio; Scoppio; Elettrizzazione; Fulmine Globulare; Barriera Elettrostatica; Controllo del calore; Anello di fuoco; Bloccare le fiamme; Scudo di Fuoco; Propulsione; Fruste elettriche
That day was really sunny and calm, also the light mountain breezes seemed to take a rest under the warmth of daylight. Matt raised his face towards the sun, closing tight his eyes and breathing deeply: he felt his skin warming and tingling as his energy awakened. After ten minutes of sunbath he rose a hand, his palm towards the blue sky, and just waited it to happen: soon a tiny flame bursted out from nowhere and danced gracefully on his skin. He still didn't remember either his birthplace, or his father's face, but Bending... it was like breahing. You cannot simply forget how to do it. The flame made him feel comfortable, like he was safe at home: he made it run all over his hand and fingers, contemplating the way it twisted and sparkled without hurting him.
Playing in that way just made him feel free and satisfacted: he took a deeper breath and the tiny flame grew and grew up, becoming a respectable red fireball. Matt smiled broadly and bandied it from an hand to another until it became a single burning arc, than gave it more power and a little fire column spread from his stretched hand and reached two metros of height before he closed his fingers around its basis, and it vanished in two hundred whirls.
So, if he was a famous General, why was nobody looking for him? Anthea did not forbid him to go out for a walk, and she didn't tie him down or close his room's door. Ok, they were in the middle of nowhere, but she didn't seem to be worried at all about possible trackers. As nobody knew about his travel... but was it possible? A General cannot have vacations whenever he feels like to, he has to find a substitute and come back as soon as possible. He sighed, playing again with a small flame in his hand: he just wanted another person to talk to and have a different perspective of his condition. And there were no other adults.SPOILER (clicca per visualizzare)Sto iniziando una ruolata con Lennie ma non ricordo le coordinate del famoso tempio in cui tenevano Sozin in ostaggio -.- avrei anche bisogno di sapere una data in cui Ris va a riprenderselo da Elanor.. -
.SPOILER (clicca per visualizzare)coordinate non ricordo, ma avevo ruolato lì con il PG di Zula. Vedi se riesci a ripescare la role e in base alla sezione in cui l'ho postata risalire alla posizione. Forse l'ho anche scritta nel primo post...
per la data... guarda quando ho iniziato la role su Gaia. Lì aveva già Sozin... fai tipo un mese prima.
pardon, mi sa che mi son persa un pezzo di role, tanto per dir come sto ridotta. Salta a mezzogiorno anche tu che ci rimettiamo in riga.
YEAR 18, MONTH 3, DAY 6, post 14 ~ midday
~ dialogues: #FF007F
~ exp: 196.430 (25r160)
~ gold: 1500 mo (jewelry) + 3700 gld FN +
~ wears: old green tunic, brown leather coat and boots, hair tied up in a ponytail
~ armor: D1 (off)
~ weapons: pugnale (on)
~ ability: fiamme blu, controllo dell'attacco B
~ moves: scudo di fuoco, attacco combinato, schivata veloce, pioggia di fuoco, bastione di fuoco, scatto, inversione di potenza, resistenza, colonna di fuoco, rigenerazione, attacco a sorpresa.
~ stats:
Atk D. 1.800+50% (fiamme blu) = 2.700
Def D. 2.001+1/10 (armatura) = 2.201
Atk 549
Def 400+1/10 (armatura) = 440
Vel 390
EV 1.550/1.550
As soon as Antk left Iris did the same, using the backdoor to get to the tub hidden inside the cave. She wasn't in the mood to keep him prisoner, actually, she would have loved if she didn't have to see him in the first place, but what was done was done and she couldn't change it. That, however, didn't mean that she trusted him... or her daughter. She knew how much Ilah loved her father and she also knew how much she resembled her when she was younger and since she would have taken any chance to go against her guardian's will she made sure to always have at least one of them under control.
"Mom?" asked Ilah, surprised, when she saw Iris coming with Sozin. She swam towards the border of the tub, where the bracers were lighting the whole cave, making the jewel stones that the eartbender carved on the ceiling, glitter all around the cave. "Don't worry, you didn't do anything wrong" she reassured her, sitting down behind the bracers. Iris sighed, seeming disturbed. It lasted a mere second but it brought back memories she tried hard to ignore: the cave was dark and with those pillars and the bracers it reminded her of her throne room.
Ilah knew that something was wrong with her mother, but she also knew she wasn't going to talk about it, even though whatever it was it was making her suffer. She would have loved to be able to help her, but she knew there were many things she had to study. She had to greatly improve her bending first. She couldn't compete with adults yet, which made her feel worthless: she knew from her history books that at her own age her mother was already one of the best benders in the Fire Nation. It wasn't easy to live up to such a legend... so, instead of mentioning anything, she just waved to Sozin. He still looked upset, but at least making him happy was easier.
Sozin's laughter brought Iris back from her thoughts: he was stretching out one of his hands, trying to reach his sister inside the tub and even the former Empress couldn't help but smile at that sight. "Come out before he decides to join you in there" she told Ilah in an unusual softer tone.
Ilah nodded, getting out of the tub, but before she could grab her clothes Iris wrapped her inside her overtunic, wiping her up. "Mooom!" protested Ilah, as Iris messed up her hair. "Let's go, you can change yourself inside, I have to check the fire if you don't want to eat ashes for lunch" she informed her daughter. Ilah quickly followed, she was a good girl, afterall. And even though she was the first who couldn't believe such a comparison she was more similar to her mother than she believed. Ilah closed herself in her room, but while she was dressing up she noticed something flashing out of her window. Fire. Firebending to be more precise. She looked back, just enough to see that her mother wasn't watching over her and then she threw a fireball in Antk's direction, close enough to get his attention, but not so strong to hurt him if he didn't notice her blow.~ if we had no winter, summer would not be so pleasant ~
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Silian .
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SPOILER (clicca per visualizzare)Trovato tutto. Un bel giorno che avrai tempo mi piacerebbe risolvere la storia della trama generale, abbiamo alcuni giocatori attivi fissi e mi spiace tenerli a fare ruolatine di contorno. Ma con calma u.uANNO 18, MESE 3, GIORNO 6, POST 73, morning
"Il bacio colpisce come la folgore, l'amore passa come un temporale"
[47.905 Antkantos (darkred): n° exp (3r20x2)] [DENARO: 361 NdF DEPOSITATO: conto, ABBIGLIAMENTO: brown leather boots, coat and gloves with fur inside, woolen grey sweather and scarf, short hair] [EV: 1000, ABILITA': Dominio elettrico, ARMATURA: //, ARMI: sciabole gemelle(off), kukri(off)]
Stats PG:
Atk= 1500
Def= 1200
Vel= 300
Mosse caratteristiche-di scuola: Colonna di fuoco; Fuoco del giudizio; Scoppio; Elettrizzazione; Fulmine Globulare; Barriera Elettrostatica; Controllo del calore; Anello di fuoco; Bloccare le fiamme; Scudo di Fuoco; Propulsione; Fruste elettriche
He felt it before he saw it: a warm fireball was flying gently towards him. It was not meant to hurt him: he let his own fire fade away and turn his hand's palm in order to catch it. He let the flame dance in his hand for a few seconds before he glanced to the little girl who stood behind a window. Like if he called her... he smiled and checked the ground all around: it seemed to be noone there, maybe he could run a little risk.
He stood up from his roch and walked as much silent as he could until he approached to the house's wall. "Hi" he said softly, without really knowing what should he ask her. There were too many questions! "Isn't your mom going to kill me for that?" he asked eventually, bending his head to one side. "It's like she... isn't telling me something, is she? Something important" asked again, lowening his voice and rising his eyebrows.. -
.SPOILER (clicca per visualizzare)perfect
pardon, mi ero completamente scordata... secondo me il Loto non serve a molto, ma se avete tempo da perderci fate pure. Se invece volete qualche ideda... calma e pazienza! Dovrei riaggiornarmi sulla situazione generale, quelli nuovi non so proprio chi siano.
YEAR 18, MONTH 3, DAY 6, POST 7 • mid-morning
• dialogues: SpringGreen
• exp: (3r40) 4.740
• gold:0
• wears: furry brown coat, leather boots, gloves, hair tied in a messy braid.
A cute smile flashed in Ilah's eyes when she saw Antk catching her fireball and turn around: "hi!" she whispered back, blushing a little bit, since she knew that what she was doing was forbidden. She didn't have much time before her mother decided to come to her room and check what she was doing... and if she found out she was talking to dad... Ilah couldn't even imagine what she would have done, but she was quite sure that she would have figured out something much worse than death for them both.
"Lower your voice or she'll hear you. I'm not supposed to be talking to you" she reminded him, considering his other question. "I don't know what mom told you, but I'm sure that if she's not telling something is for your own good: she says she wants you dead, but she saved your life even after you betrayed us, she wouldn't have done it for anyone else. There's only one possible explanation: she still loves you... but I'm not here for this" she lectured him in such a formal tone she could have been speaking to an entire crowd of nobleborns.
"It's just... she said you're leaving soon... and I might not be able to talk to you again so... I wanted to tell you that I don't care what the others think: I forgive you and I will love you forever" she promised, looking all serious as a princess should be. "Hide!" she hissed, giving a worried look behind herself as she heard a footsteps sound getting closer.~ if we had no winter, summer would not be so pleasant ~
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Silian .
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ANNO 18, MESE 3, GIORNO 6, POST 74, midday
"Il bacio colpisce come la folgore, l'amore passa come un temporale"
[48.005 Antkantos (darkred): n° exp (15r50x2)] [DENARO: 361 NdF DEPOSITATO: conto, ABBIGLIAMENTO: brown leather boots, coat and gloves with fur inside, woolen grey sweather and scarf, short hair] [EV: 1000, ABILITA': Dominio elettrico, ARMATURA: //, ARMI: sciabole gemelle(off), kukri(off)]
Stats PG:
Atk= 1500
Def= 1200
Vel= 300
Mosse caratteristiche-di scuola: Colonna di fuoco; Fuoco del giudizio; Scoppio; Elettrizzazione; Fulmine Globulare; Barriera Elettrostatica; Controllo del calore; Anello di fuoco; Bloccare le fiamme; Scudo di Fuoco; Propulsione; Fruste elettriche
Antk didn't have time to reply: he followed the girl's order instinctively, lowening himself under the window's level; then he rolled on the snow until he reached an evergreen bush and crouched behind it. It must have been something he learnt whan he was in the army... he stayed still in his position for several minutes, thinking about what he'd just heard. Every time he spoke with that child, she said something cryptic. He sensed since the first time they met that she felt very bound to him, but now that feeling was certainty.
What was he for that young lady? A master? A friend? But why should be so friend with someone who was thirty years younger than him?! He bit his lip, wondering: maybe he just was friend with her mother, and so they spent some time together? It explained why would he make so a long journey to see her... or to "chase" her. But if he was a General, why would he chase and annoy an innocent woman? There was no matter, and all the hypothesis he could make were one worse than another.
A little singing bird reminded him that it was still a beautiful sunny day, and he still had time to reveal that mystery. He sighed, he stood up and walked slowly forward since he met a small river. The ice on its top had melted and the cold water flowed fast towards the valley: he approached the shore and watched the silver waves running endlessly before him. He thought he saw also a fish... yep, it was really a fish! And a big one! It swam slowly just a metro away from him. And if he was lucky... he jumped forward throwing a fireball towards the fish. "GOTCH.....AAAARGH!" It was damn cold!!! He found himself sitting in the middle of the river, totally soaked. Did his legs betray him in so a nasty way? He started shivering without control and tried to pull himself out of the water with all the arts available.SPOILER (clicca per visualizzare)Preferisco la seconda con calma e pazienza per contorno. Ti aggiorno brevemente via spoiler o via topic?. -
.SPOILER (clicca per visualizzare)meglio topic dedicato. Mi serve sapere velocemente chi sono i PG (età/nazione/intenti/classe sociale) e magari cosa hanno ruolato fino adesso.
YEAR 18, MONTH 3, DAY 6, post 15 ~ midday
~ dialogues: #FF007F
~ exp: 196.590 (25r160)
~ gold: 1500 mo (jewelry) + 3700 gld FN +
~ wears: old green tunic, brown leather coat and boots, hair tied up in a ponytail
~ armor: D1 (off)
~ weapons: pugnale (on)
~ ability: fiamme blu, controllo dell'attacco B
~ moves: scudo di fuoco, attacco combinato, schivata veloce, pioggia di fuoco, bastione di fuoco, scatto, inversione di potenza, resistenza, colonna di fuoco, rigenerazione, attacco a sorpresa.
~ stats:
Atk D. 1.800+50% (fiamme blu) = 2.700
Def D. 2.001+1/10 (armatura) = 2.201
Atk 549
Def 400+1/10 (armatura) = 440
Vel 390
EV 1.550/1.550
Ilah had just hopped far from the window when the door opened, showing her mother's annoyed face: "what is taking you so long?" asked Iris, glancing around the room. Ilah was usually quick and used to help her out, her hiding in her own room was quite suspicious and since Antk was out of her sight too there was just one possible explanation. "I was wondering... I grew taller. Do you think it's possible for me to have new clothes?" asked the girl, putting to good use what Lady Lien taught her about random conversation. Iris gave her daughter a distracted look, checking every corner of the room to catch a detail that could betray Antk's presence... but there wasn't any. "I'll see what I can do for your clothes" she replied, going to the window to look outside. Nothing. Maybe she was just getting paranoid. It was the first time, after she left the Royal Palace... things were a lot better without Antk around. She closed the window, motioning Ilah towards tha kitchen, but the girl didn't move.
"Did you hear it?" asked Ilah, looking worried. Iris shook her head. "I think it was dad, he's in danger" insisted Ilah with a worried look on her face. Iris picked Sozin up, going outside, but there wasn't anyone there. "Maybe you just dreamed about it" she decided, but Ilah grabbed her tunic pulling her towards the crop field, where they could have a better visual on the surrounding... and there he was. Ilah was right. He seemed to have fallen in the river. "That..." started Iris, silently cursing against him. "Here, take your brother" decided Iris, putting Sozin down next to Ilah and running back to the house. She took an old rope and then run down th path to the stream, jumping so swiftly from rock to rock she could easily have been mistaken for an airbender.
When she reached the riverside she threw the rope to Antk, fastening the other side to the trunk of a nearby tree. "What are you trying to do? Huh? If you're trying to commit suicide just tell, I won't waste any more time trying to cure you! You damn idiot! I already have two children to take care of! You're a grown up! I can't always be there to save you!" she yelled, feeling the need to kick him back and help him drown in the icy waters, while warm tears filled her eyes. But that wasn't like her. She was a warrior, an empress, and empresses didn't cry like 3 years old girls. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to calm down. That was the second time she had risked to loose him for good and still she didn't know how to feel about it. She didn't really want him dead... but she didn't want to see him either. In her entire life he always had been one of the few people ever able to confuse her that way!~ if we had no winter, summer would not be so pleasant ~
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Silian .
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ANNO 18, MESE 3, GIORNO 6, POST 75, midday
"Il bacio colpisce come la folgore, l'amore passa come un temporale"
[48.105 Antkantos (darkred): n° exp (15r50x2)] [DENARO: 361 NdF DEPOSITATO: conto, ABBIGLIAMENTO: brown leather boots, coat and gloves with fur inside, woolen grey sweather and scarf, short hair] [EV: 1000, ABILITA': Dominio elettrico, ARMATURA: //, ARMI: sciabole gemelle(off), kukri(off)]
Stats PG:
Atk= 1500
Def= 1200
Vel= 300
Mosse caratteristiche-di scuola: Colonna di fuoco; Fuoco del giudizio; Scoppio; Elettrizzazione; Fulmine Globulare; Barriera Elettrostatica; Controllo del calore; Anello di fuoco; Bloccare le fiamme; Scudo di Fuoco; Propulsione; Fruste elettriche
He was almost out of the water -about fifty centimeters from the shore- when he saw a grey rope falling at his side in the cold water. In the time he employed to catch it, the high-pitched scream reached his ears. There was Anthea... had she come for him?! He felt surprised. And then frightened. She seemed to be out of herself with rage: he wondered if it was better for him to come back and take another refreshing bath: the water was deadly cold, but always better than her standoffishness. And far less dangerous. The stream was just a tiny one, he didn't run any risk falling into it! And it never threatened him in the last days.
He let himself fall on the solid ground a few seconds later, shivering: the sunlight seemed to give back to his skin some life, but he clearly felt that his Bending was not strong enough to dry him: his clothes steamed for a little while, than he felt more cold than before. Her yelled words slipped away with the river's flow, feeling far as if she wasn't really there, but when he raised his head towards her he noticed the tears running over her flushed cheeks: what... why is she... it's impossible... she cannot be really worried for me, not after everything she told me in the last hours! Even though he tried to tell himself that he was never been really in danger, or that he never asked her help, he couldn't avoid feeling guilty.
"I-I'm al-alright... I-i was ju-just... fishing..." he babbled, still quivering, trying to reassure her. "I mu-mu-must have be-become rusty..." but he was barely able to complete the sentence: a mountain cloud covered the sun, and suddenly the warm rays stopped. He had to reach the fireplace as fast as possible. As he tried to stand up, a torrent of thoughts filled his mind: she told him she loved him, once ago. The girl told him a few minutes before she was still loving him. Was it really possible?. -
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YEAR 18, MONTH 3, DAY 6, post 16 ~ midday
~ dialogues: #FF007F
~ exp: 196.750 (25r160)
~ gold: 1500 mo (jewelry) + 3700 gld FN +
~ wears: old green tunic, brown leather coat and boots, hair tied up in a ponytail
~ armor: D1 (off)
~ weapons: pugnale (on)
~ ability: fiamme blu, controllo dell'attacco B
~ moves: scudo di fuoco, attacco combinato, schivata veloce, pioggia di fuoco, bastione di fuoco, scatto, inversione di potenza, resistenza, colonna di fuoco, rigenerazione, attacco a sorpresa.
~ stats:
Atk D. 1.800+50% (fiamme blu) = 2.700
Def D. 2.001+1/10 (armatura) = 2.201
Atk 549
Def 400+1/10 (armatura) = 440
Vel 390
EV 1.550/1.550
Iris quickly wiped her tears: what kind of excuse was that? Was it even an excuse? It wasn't like Antk to feel sorry for anything, why this time should have been any different? "Fishing?" she asked, both annoyed and confused by the idea of her husband fishing like a commoner: "you're not rusty! You're not a fisher! I told you! You moron! You're a General in the Fire Nation Army and... before you decide to try anything else, you didn't get to that position for your ability" she lied. "You... had someone really powerful taking care of you the whole time... and since this person is not with us I suggest you to get back to your bed and stay there" she kept yelling, but before she could insult him again a movement behind her made her turn back.
Ilah was standing there, holding her brother's hand, looking at her with such a sad gaze that made Iris feel sorry for what she had just said, but taking it back wasn't surely something she was going to do. They both knew that... but at the same time Ilah felt she couldn't just stand there and watch her parents fighting. She remembered how it felt when dad told her that she wasn't going to see her mother anymore... and she remembered how it felt when mom said she wasn't allowed to see dad. Neither of that was pleasant. They had argued for as long as she could remember, but then she was young and she didn't know what to do about it. Things were different now: she had studied history and she knew that was the way most of their nation's wars had started. She could see now that things were going to get worse and worse and as a member of the royal family it was her duty to do something: "I can take care of him" she offered, getting a shocked look from her mother.
"I will keep doing my duty at home" she promised "... I can use my free time. My firebending is getting better and besides there's no one around here, so I will just have to protect him from the wild animals. I can do it" she insisted, but that was a little too much for Iris to take in. "You're eight Ilah! You can't even take care of yourself! That's why we're here!" she shouted, without even realizing she had given out her real name. Ilah looked down, feeling guilty: she knew she wasn't supposed to follow her, nor take Sozin down there or making unrequested suggestions: if they were at the Royal Palace that woud have required a lot of official excuses, but Iris didn't seem to want them right there; she turned back to Antk: "And you, brave warrior, consider that even a child thinks you need her to protect you, so go back to the house and don't dare going out again!" she yelled, waiting for Antk to do as she said.~ if we had no winter, summer would not be so pleasant ~
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Silian .
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ANNO 18, MESE 3, GIORNO 7, POST 76, midday
"Il bacio colpisce come la folgore, l'amore passa come un temporale"
[48.205 Antkantos (darkred): n° exp (15r50x2)] [DENARO: 361 NdF DEPOSITATO: conto, ABBIGLIAMENTO: brown leather boots, coat and gloves with fur inside, woolen grey sweather and scarf, short hair] [EV: 1000, ABILITA': Dominio elettrico, ARMATURA: //, ARMI: sciabole gemelle(off), kukri(off)]
Stats PG:
Atk= 1500
Def= 1200
Vel= 300
Mosse caratteristiche-di scuola: Colonna di fuoco; Fuoco del giudizio; Scoppio; Elettrizzazione; Fulmine Globulare; Barriera Elettrostatica; Controllo del calore; Anello di fuoco; Bloccare le fiamme; Scudo di Fuoco; Propulsione; Fruste elettriche
Nope, it was impossible: the girl was absolutely wrong. Her mother clearly hated him for who knew which reason, and she would exploit every second she spent with him for her revenge. Maybe the feeling she had for him long ago just made her hathred more deep. Anthea's words were harsh and unkind, and for the forst time after he woke up Matt felt himself really, really angry. His heart beated so fast, and it was not because of his bath; his face flushed and his amber eyes burnt with rage. Even though he didn't realise it, all the water on him evaporated fastly and left his clothes warm and dry -but the effort was too much for him to bear.
She hurt his feelings so bad, but she was right: he wasn't strong enough to wander around by himself -also this hurt his pride. He knew that he could barely come back to his room and collapse on his bed, and he hated his weakness with all himself. He just wanted to go away, far from that place, tell her that he didn't need her help any more and never come back... but the truth was that he needed her, just like her kids.
Matt stood up suddenly and without saying a single word he marched towards the house as fast as he could, determinated to precede Anthea. Incredibly his body folloewd his orders, but he couldn't tell if it was going to play another nasty trick as it did near the stream. He realised he was still trembling, but it was not because of cold; he gnashed his teeth and banged the door closed behind him. He snuggled in a corner of his bed and hid his forehead between arms and knees, closing tight his eyes. He didn't want to see that woman or her kids until he was strong enough to walk away alone, and he would stay without food if necessary!. -
.SPOILER (clicca per visualizzare)porto avanti fino a sera
YEAR 18, MONTH 3, DAY 6, post 17 ~ evening
~ dialogues: #FF007F
~ exp: 196.950 (30r200)
~ gold: 1500 mo (jewelry) + 3700 gld FN +
~ wears: old green tunic, brown leather coat and boots, hair tied up in a ponytail
~ armor: D1 (off)
~ weapons: pugnale (on)
~ ability: fiamme blu, controllo dell'attacco B
~ moves: scudo di fuoco, attacco combinato, schivata veloce, pioggia di fuoco, bastione di fuoco, scatto, inversione di potenza, resistenza, colonna di fuoco, rigenerazione, attacco a sorpresa.
~ stats:
Atk D. 1.800+50% (fiamme blu) = 2.700
Def D. 2.001+1/10 (armatura) = 2.201
Atk 549
Def 400+1/10 (armatura) = 440
Vel 390
EV 1.550/1.550
Iris silently watched Antk leaving themto go back to the house. Even though she was still scared for what happened and angry at him for putting himself in danger she felt a bit of relief, when he noticed he wasn't replying, nor trying anything stupid this time. That allowed her to calm down a little. Sozin kicked a rock, and even if Ilah tried to hush him and to make him stand still and silent ad a prince was supposed to he was just too little to understand those rules or even when his mother was in a bad mood. He just liked the pebbles, and couldn't understand why he was brought there if not to play. That caught Iris' attention: she glanced over her children for a long while, then she crouched down, motioning them to reach her.
Ilah froze. She knew that what she had done was terribly wrong, and unlike her brother she was perfectly able to understand when her mother was angry. And she was. Any time that she saw dad around she got far angrier than she'd ever seen her. There was just one thing she could do: "I'm sorry" she said, bowing respectfully and trying to keep her voice steady, as she was supposed to, but it wasn't easy. She had never been one of the bravest persons at the royal palace: she was a decent princess, she knew all the rules, but she couldn't help but do a lot of mistakes. She knew it was her fault if mom had taken them there. At least with no one around she wouldn't embarass her family... but she really believed that they would have been happier if they forgave dad. "I know I shouldn't have come. Just don't punish Sozin, it was my fault" she said.
Iris gave her a severe look: "you may rise" she replied in her stern, formal tone, but the sight of Ilah, avoiding to make eye-contact and acting like a princess despite the rags she was wearing touched her somehow. "Ilah..." she said, fixig her daughter's hair and gently grabbing her face to make the girl look at her: "... you acted like a true princess. It's your father who's behaving like a paesant and we cannot accept that anymore. We need to be strong. Even if it hurts" she instructed her daughter, then she dragged her closer, lightly kissing her forehead. "When your father will leave we're going to the village and you shall have all the clothes you want" she promised, trying to make up for everything that just happened, but Ilah couldn't care less about clothes. The girl watched her mother as she took the pebbles out of Sozin's hand and drove them back home.
There was no sight of Antk, but she could hear him moving in her room from time to time, so she didn't worry and spent the whole afternoon in the kitchen, teaching Ilah about the 100 years war that brought the Fire Nation to be the greatest military power in the world, no more than a few centuries before. Iris didn't want to see Antk either, so she didn't disturb him even for supper: she just let down the plate in front of the closed door and went to sleep. Since Antk was there she had taken Sozin into Ilah's room and now they were all sleeping there, so that she could be sure that Antk wasn't going to try anything he would regret. Anyway... the earthbender who helped her build the house was quite skilled, it wasn't hard for him to make anything Iris wished and Iris made sure the rooms had a decent size. They weren't much smaller than the ones they had at the royal palace and the furnitures, carved out of stone, were quite elaborate too. Ilah's bed, thus, was big enough for them all to sleep in.~ if we had no winter, summer would not be so pleasant ~
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