Orion 2014/11/13(Thu)15:18 No. 602097 ID: 0eaf76
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You shake your head. “I’m not tired, maybe a little hungry but it can wait until we reach safety.” Alrauna nods at you confidently before turning back around. “Hey, Jira, a few questions…” The shark rose her head a bit as she continued to swim ahead. “Yes? What is it, fox-man?”

“So, you know about Elymems, right? We just discovered our powers today...so…”

“Yes, Jira knows of the Elymems. Jira is not one, but Jira knows plenty.”

“Why are you down here, by the way? Are you involved in the Order at all?”

“Of course not! Jira was on island first! Order came here after Jira! Brought Elymems with them. Jira helped Elymems escape.” Jira scoffed, matter-of-factly. She seemed pretty proud of herself.

“How did you even stop the Order the last time?”

“Jira did not stop Order. Grallus stopped Order.”

“Grallus? Who’s that?” You noticed Alrauna began to hunch over a bit, wings tightening up on her backside.

“Grallus is dragon’s father.”

“Y-Your father?”

“Yes, Grallus died saving dragon from Order. Order did not stand chance, but Grallus died to destroy them for good. But Order is back now...Jira does not know how.”

You hear a few noises come from behind you, it was the rest of the group. They all seemed touched by the story, even Becca. “Alrauna...how long ago was that?” Erwin muttered. The halfling flinched a bit when her name was called,

“That was about 60 years ago…”

“Sixty?!” Becca blurted out, quickly clamping her hand over her mouth. “Wait, Jira how old are you?”

“30. Jira is special shark, though. Jira does not age as fast. Jira heard story from dragon girl.”

>>602097
So, Alrauna is at least 60 years old. Dragons must age very slowly.

Ask Jira what makes her special. She said she knows Elymems, does that mean they are the ones that moved her down here?

>So, Alrauna is at least 60 years old.
Not... necessarily. Maybe she got the story about her father from her mother, and she was stuck as an egg for a while?

But yeah, extended lifespan for dragons or even halfbreeds makes sense.

Not sure we should keep prying, though. Jira seems willing to chat, but I'm not sure this is her story to tell.

Orion 2014/11/17(Mon)14:21 No. 603237 ID: 0eaf76
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"What do you mean by 'special' shark? What makes you special?"

Jira turned her head to look at you, a mischeivous smile on her face. "Sharks live long time. Jira is old shark, shark from long ago." You think she meant her species, rather than herself, but the point still got across. Sharks were a prehistoric breed weren't they? You had no idea what their life span was...but given all the events of today, you really were in no position to doubt her. You noticed that the air around the caverns became colder and colder...

"Jira, were the Elymems the ones who moved you down here?" You wonder how she even got to know them in the first place... "No! Jira came down on her own! Jira was on island before Order! Jira met Dragon years ago. Jira helped Dragon escape first time. Dragon fought against Order and stopped them for a while again, after Grallus died, but Order is very persistant." No kidding. This is the third time they've showed up? How are you going to be able to stop something that resilient? You at least have to try.

"It's getting kinda chilly...even with the fire here..." Erwin mumbled. "I think it's fine." Oliver admitted, shrugging. "That's easy for you to say! You guys are warm-blooded..." You all share a quiet chuckle. Having a bit of light-hearted humor eased up the tension a bit. Perhaps it wouldn't be too long before everyone was comfortable and confident enough to seige down the Order. "Hey, Erwin. Mind passing the torch back here! We're so cold!" Becca teased, shaking the lizard's shoulder. "N-No way...! I'm not gonna let you have it...you have enough fur on you to keep you warm...!"

Out of the corner of your eyes, you notice something off about Alrauna. She was shivering, though very little. Her body was tense as she walked forward through the water. You assumed the cold was getting to her a bit as well...should you do something to warm her up? You don't want to come off as too touchy...

>>603237
Give her your jacket.

When someone stops shivering in the cold it can be a sign of hypothermia setting in.

Check her quick before you go farther.

Orion 2014/11/18(Tue)19:38 No. 603606 ID: 0eaf76
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"Hey, Alrauna? Are you cold?" The halfling raised her head in response to your question, before lowering it back down. "No...I'm fine." Trying to act tough, is she? Shivering is the first sign of hypothermia, it's best to take care of this if you can. You peel off your jacket and wrap it around her body. Alrauna froze up instantly, as if your very touch turned her to stone. "What are you doing?" You snuff out a weak laugh. "Oh be quiet, I'm just putting on my jacket. You need it more than I do." At first it felt as if she was going to yell at you, but she just simply wrapped it tight around her shoulders. "Thanks..."

"Ugh, we've been walking for a while. How far away is the cavern, Jira?" Erwin calls out. The shark swiveled her tail enthusiastically, giggling. "It will be a while still! Cavern is very far down! We are going downstream! Deeper underground! Order will not find us! Scent is lost in water!" The shark seemed pretty proud of herself for managing to express this clever plan of hiding away. The others behind you simply groaned out, obviously tired from the long day. You weren't so happy about walking for even longer but it would have to do.

Orion 2014/11/18(Tue)19:38 No. 603607 ID: 0eaf76
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Almost half an hour later, you finally came to a seemingly dead end. However, on the wall there was a huge, wooden doorway blocking some sort of tunnel. "This is entrance! You will have to crawl! So watch heads!" You tug open the door and peer inside. There's a faint light at the end of the tunnel and a distinct warmth radiating out as well. You allow everyone to crawl in before you follow in from behind, closing the door behind you.

Orion 2014/11/18(Tue)19:39 No. 603608 ID: 0eaf76
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The tunnel wasn't very long and before you knew it you were safely nestled in a spacious cavern, with a tiny bonfire, simple furniture and torches scattered around the room. "Jira lives here! There are many caves like this, but this is Jira's!"

>>603608
Ah, good, a fire. First thing's first, everyone gather around the fire to dry off. Then I think everyone deserves a rest. Abel, eat something already.

Hmm, we have access to all the elements here. The torches can be used for fire training, there's a good amount of room for air training, there's all the water back behind us for water training, and of course, all this stone.

That fucker said something worrying though. Apparently it can be difficult to keep Elymem powers under control. Training should be done under observation and with some method to separate the trainee from their element. This could be especially dangerous with fire or earth, powers most likely to injure others.

You should ask about setting this cave, or one of the other caves, up as a home base. That way you can venture back into that fortress, do a bit of guerrilla warfare, save some more people, then run back to your hideout and rest up.

>Jira lives here! There are many caves like this, but this is Jira's
Thank you for inviting us into your home, Jira.

Then see about unpacking and drying out your stuff and people. Obviously looking after people is our first priority, supplies, second.

After that I think people need to rest. Reading and training and planning will have to wait.

There were splits in the path rather than just a straight tunnel, right? If not, the Order can probably find it pretty soon after finding the secret door, and if so, we should make sure that we can find our way back here.

>That fucker said something worrying though. Apparently it can be difficult to keep Elymem powers under control.
Jira knows about elyms, so lets try asking her whether there are harmful effects of using elym powers a lot like exhaustion or powers getting hard to control. It is important to know whether using our powers whenever possible is valuable practice or dangerous overuse.

A thing we should try while practicing is to see if we can sense through our element, like us sensing the thickness of a stone wall or Becca using air powers like echolocation. Another thing we should try during training is trying to control an object already being controlled by another elym in preparation for countering or redirecting enemy elym attacks.

Orion 2014/11/18(Tue)22:43 No. 603668 ID: 0eaf76
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"Wow...! It's so big...bigger than I expected." Becca exclaimed. She ran over to the bonfire and plopped down, holding her hands out to warm up. "Thanks so much, Jira, for letting us stay here...I know it might be a bit inconvenient..." Jira shook her head earnestly, a huge grin on her face. "Jira is happy to have visitors! It's lonely in the cave..." The others followed quickly to rest up by Becca, trying to dry off their soaked clothes as best they can without getting stark naked. Alrauna, however, stayed fairly close to your side. It was odd...was she fond of you? Or was she just cautious of you? Based on how she was reacting you would assume she liked you in some form or another, but were a dragon's affections really that easy to kindle? Your thoughts were briefly interrupted by the twisting pain in your stomach, letting you know that food was the priority right now. You lay down your bag and pull out the canned foods and breads that you shoved inside. The Elymems turned to you, sparkling looks in their eyes.

"Oh! I forgot you had food, Abel..." Erwin licked his lips, desperately trying to control himself. "We need to ration ourselves...otherwise we'll run out of food before we even get a chance to do anything," commented Oliver. Alrauna grabs a few cans and took them to the cauldron near the fire. "I'll cook up a meal, you worry about warming up." She stated plainly, her eyes zoning in on you in particular. Jira bounced next to the halfling's side. "Jira will help!"

"Well, you guys enjoy your meal...I'm going to sleep." Walt stood up from his spot and found a cozy area in the corner. He laid down on the stone floor and closed his eyes. Probably wasn't the most comfortable bed, but everyone was tired enough to sleep on a bed of nails at this point. The group had a hearty meal of beans and cooked mystery meat. No one even tried to complain, they were simply happy they had a place to relax and eat. Erwin, Becca and Oliver all gathered up in Walt's corner to take a long nap, piling on each other like small puppies. It was endearing. Jira announced she was going to go "fishing", though you doubted anything was living in these underground passageways. Choosing to stay up a bit longer, you unpack supplies and take note of everything in your inventory. Food, books, a few articles of clothing, and a cloth blanket that you managed to nab. Alrauna held a bag as well with the same general contents. There were plenty of things to do...train, research and prepare, but that can all wait until everyone can rest up and regain their strength. A good night's sleep does a body and mind good.

Orion 2014/11/18(Tue)22:43 No. 603669 ID: 0eaf76
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"Abel, if you want to sleep, I'll stay up. I know we don't really need a watchman or anything...but I'm not particularly tired, so don't worry about me." She placed her hand on your shoulder, squeezed, and then nestled down by the bonfire.

Check the walls for any giant signs Alrauna may have painted reading "Something is seriously wrong, please talk to me!".

>>603669
Sit down next to her. Something's bothering her, does she want to talk about it? If not... maybe she'd like to hear you talk about your normal life?

Nah it's fine.
She want to talk? The other's are asleep. It might be good to get some stuff off her chest. She looks like she's been having a hard time.

>Jira announced she was going to go "fishing", though you doubted anything was living in these underground passageways.
Hey, she's survived this long. There's something to eat, somewhere.

>>603669
Just sit with her, you doof. (If she wants to talk, she will. Otherwise, the two of you will just end up falling asleep by the fire).

Orion 2014/11/19(Wed)19:42 No. 603824 ID: 0eaf76
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"..." There was clearly something on her mind. You had no idea if it was even your business to pry, but might as well offer a shoulder for her to lean on if need be. You plop yourself down next to her, which catches her off guard. "Abel? Just go to sleep...I'm sure you're exhausted." You shake your head. "And I'm sure you're exhausted, too." Alrauna stares at you, looking a tad offended for a moment. "...Just don't expect me to jump into your arms like a damsel in distress." She poked at the flames with her feet, eyes a bit glossy. "So...is there anything you'd like to get off your chest? All the others are asleep..." The halfling didn't respond for a while and then finally spoke up. "Why are you being nice to me?" You blink at her. "What?"

"I said, why are you being nice to me?" She was completely serious.

"Why wouldn't I? You've done nothing wrong to me...and as far as I can tell, you're on our side, I have no reason to be anything but nice to you."

"...But it feels like..." Alrauna trailed off. "...Nevermind. Maybe it's just my imagination."

You both watched the fire project shadows around the room, the warmth giving you a sense of comfort, relaxation, a feeling you haven't felt since you woke up today. You had no idea if it was even night or day. Alrauna shifted beside you, her hand clutching at her chest. You noticed her face was extremely red. Was she overheating? No...she was a dragon. How would that even work?

"I have a tendency to be...loose with my feelings." She huffed, pulling the jacket tight around her torso. "Dragons are a noble race...but they've been on the verge of extinction. It's my responsibility to trust no one, yet..." Alrauna turned her head to you, golden eyes glittering with something resembling respect. "...Maybe it's the fact that you managed to get us this far...or maybe it's just the fact that I'm desperate...but you've earned my admiration. I didn't think a normal boy would be able to survive so long."

>>603824
I have magic earth powers, pretty sure that isn't normal.
That said, let's wait until we are out of this whole situation to get into anything serious. Relationships formed in stressful circumstances don't usually pan out.

That said, we are totally interested and not-at-all so oblivious that we mistake signs of infatuation like blushing for heatstroke on a goddamn dragon oh my god how are we so dense

Admit you're far from normal. Maybe normal to her, but then normal to her would be super powered to you since she's a dragon, and if normal is disappointing to her, she must be wanting a person as unique as a god then. So is that REALLY normal for her?

She should really describe normal.

...well, I doubt normal is the word for whatever I am, but I'd hate to think someone would have to be desperate to think well of me.

>>603824
She has a point... you've been carrying the team for the most part. Nobody else seems to have your raw talent. Tell her you won't let it go to your head.

You know what... you should probably tell her that you have a great admiration for the power of dragons, and... well, she IS very cute to boot, so you do have some personal motivation to treat her nicely. That, and you think she deserves kindness after what she's been through. You uh... found a letter from a previous prisoner. Does she know of a "Ringu"? The letter said he does not share in the Order's beliefs.

>>603863
I'd like to vote against pumping her for information, right now, actually. We're having a moment. Building her trust is important- focus on that for now. We can ask follow up questions on our reading later.

ask her if she wants to cuddle

...I doubt that we're a boy, anymore.

After what we've seen, after what we've done? We've killed people today. There've been things that we've seen today which no man should ever have to see, and yet we still saw them. A boy would never be subjected to that, only aware of it.

And then there's the team. They have no clue what's going on, much like ourselves. Within all of this confusion, it's only natural to seek out a guiding light, for something to show the way out or to show what to do. It could've been anyone, but in the end, we were chosen.

...All of it was circumstantial. Everything we've done was done because no one else would do it. We needed to take action, we needed to show how it was done... but that doesn't mean all the choices were right. There's no telling if they were or not, and there's no going back to fix them either.

...The point is, we've experienced a lot since our awakening, far more than any person should in a single day. We're teaching, we're learning, we're making mistakes... just like any other person would in our shoes. We have a team that cares for our wellbeing as we care for theirs and as they care for eachother's...

We do not deserve your admiration.
Everyone deserves eachother's.

While we alone may have gone through a lot, who's to say that the others didn't? They could be struggling just as much as we are and we'd never know it, only suspect it. You, yourself, are an example of that. We know not what you've seen, what you've done, but we suspect that it is a vast amount. That, is something that should be respected.

Because of today, we are a "boy" no longer.
We are more than that.
And so is everyone else.

Orion 2014/11/20(Thu)19:52 No. 604034 ID: 0eaf76
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"...I don't think I should be considered normal anymore." You grumble, running a hand over your face. Alrauna tilts her head at you, confused. "What do you mean?" You just shrug your shoulders, eyes boring into the dancing fire. "...I've grown up today. I've killed people, Alrauna. I can control the very Earth that sits under our feet..." You have been torn away from your family, your home, your entire way of life. Instead of living out a peaceful life, you've been forced to brutally murder and traumatize people in order to take back whatever freedom you can. A 'normal boy' would not go through something like that. Everyone is shaken up from the day's events... "I'm not the only one. Everyone here has been pushed into some twisted world." You clench your hands into tight fists, a sharp pain shooting through your chest. You missed your family. Your Mom. Your Dad. Your little brothers and sisters. Even your memories of them are clouded. Only remnants of what once was an everyday occurrence still lingered in your head. The soft touch of your Mother’s embrace, the raw power of your Father’s handshakes. Even the irritating whines from your siblings.

Orion 2014/11/20(Thu)19:53 No. 604035 ID: 0eaf76
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“Abel, please stop crying.” You snap your head up with tears strolling down your cheeks. “S-Sorry…” You tremble, shaky hands scrubbing at your face. Alrauna didn’t make any sudden movements towards you and simply removed her jacket, folding it up in her lap. You feel her wing reach over, resting against your backside. “You’re strong, Abel. I believe that you can help us get out of this mess.” You both rested in that spot for several minutes, sitting in complete silence. The Halfling suddenly stood up and began walking towards the other side of the room. “Get some sleep. The worst thing you can do right now is become restless.”

Get some sleep then. But make sure to reinforce the exit if you can before you go to bed.

>>604035
...yeah. Go flop on the pile. Leave the exit un-reinforced, because only the earth Elymems would be able to open it then and you two might not be the first ones awake.

I would support reinforcing the exit, but Jira is still outside, and we wouldn't want to lock her out.

Yeah, time to sleep.

No sealing the cave in, I think.

Orion 2014/11/29(Sat)21:27 No. 606804 ID: 0eaf76
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You stand up from your seat, wiping your eyes off one last time. Leaving the door open for Jira, you then pad over to the others to lay down beside the pile. Alrauna watches you carefully, a genuine look of worry on her face. She stares at you for a few more moments before turning back to face the fire. As soon as you close your eyes you fall into a deep unconsciousness. You didn't really have any sort of dream. It was all gray fuzz. You're able to hear faint voices and moving figures from time to time.

"Don't you dare! If you do that...the entire balance of the world will be put at risk...!"

"This is a step I must take to enact my vengeance on this world. I will use my power to destroy all that's left of Altius..."

"NO...STOP...!"

You wake up with eyes snapping open, breath short. What was that? Those voices...you feel like you know them, but when you try and place a finger on them...the feeling vanishes. Sitting up, you see that Jira and Alrauna are sitting by the fire, a few cooked fish hanging off of long sticks. Everyone else is still sleeping. Your eyelids are still heavy, but going back to sleep is difficult...what time was it now? How long has it been since you last saw sunlight? Your perception of time was completely askew.

If you're gonna train down here, you're not going to see the sun for a while. Guess you'll have to tell time by the tides?

Join the girls for breakfast. Don't bring up any of the moody stuff from last night. (At least, what you assume was night).

That does make the Altius journal more tempting, but I still think the Elym book should be next in reading order since we need to know how power growth works and whether there is danger of overuse (though we might be able to just ask Jira about those).
Anyway, breakfast time.

I think you need to read the Altius book immediately.

Orion 2014/12/03(Wed)20:30 No. 608557 ID: 0eaf76
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You get up from your spot and approach Jira and Alrauna. The shark girl waved at you cheerfully, a cooked fish in her hands. "Morning Abel! Jira hopes you had good rest!" Taking a spot beside the halfling, you grab a cooked fish and take a large bite. Immediately you feel a sense of comfort wash through you. The drowsiness and nightmare-ish paranoia shedded like a snake skin. Alrauna turned to you, eyes glowing with firelight. "You were uneasy in your sleep...I could hear you tossing around over there..." Swallowing your food, you scratch your neck with a pang of embarrassment. "Sorry...I had a uh, strange dream." You reach over for your bag and pull out the small stack of books you smuggled from the storage area.

You first pick up the Altius book. Reading a few passages will help alleviate your curiosity, at least. Turning over the cover, you skip over the introductory notices. In the light of the fire, you begin to read the book.

In addition to the districts of Terran, Coelum, Aquaria, and Fiora, there is a fifth district that stretches beyond the mortal realm. Altius. The district of spirits. Not much is known about this mysterious sect. It is infamous for radiating strong magic. Some even believe that beings belonging to Altius are immortal, their souls never passing away...

How strange. You've never even heard of this district before now. Altius? The name seemed familiar, but you had no concrete knowledge pertaining to it.

...Some scholars believe that the reason for death in the mortal world can be traced to the district of Altius, theorizing that the magic in Altius stems from the power of gathered souls. This is, however, unconfirmed and only proves to be a strange belief. The only proof that we have of their existence lies in ancient markings and inscriptions found in ancient tombs and temples. Illustrations depicting great and powerful beings that connected themselves to mortals through their inner essence, perhaps even capturing and controlling souls to a certain extent.

Capturing souls? That sounded an awful lot like the powers that those strange crystals had on Elymems. Could they be used on people who weren't Elymems? You take another bite of fish and continue to flip through the book, picking out tidbits. From behind yourself you hear a loud yawn coming from the pile of sleeping Elymems. Erwin rose up from his spot, rubbing his eyes. "Unhg...what time is it?"

>>608557
No idea, buddy. We're underground. Hmm, ask Jira how she keeps track of time.

...I have a feeling Abel has some connection to Altius. Maybe a reincarnation of someone? Ask Alrauna if she knows anything about the district.

>Unhg...what time is it?
Morning? I'm not sure how you tell time down here. Tides maybe? Assuming the water in the tunnels is connected to the outside.

Breakfast time, be careful not to wake the others yet.

Orion 2014/12/11(Thu)16:55 No. 610772 ID: 0eaf76
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“I have no idea. We’re underground right now.” You reply, tearing off a piece of fish meat with your teeth. The lizard, half-awake, hobbled over to your other side and eyed the spread of cooked fish with hungry eyes. “Do you mind if I…take one?” Erwin inquired, his voice crackled and quiet. Jira waved her arms about, a huge grin of pride displayed on her face. “Jira caught plenty fish! Eat! Eat!” She beckoned for Erwin to take as much as he needed, which he did graciously. “Mmph…th-this tastes really nice…I think it’s...the nicest thing we’ve eaten since we got here. By the way, Abel, just so I’m clear, erm, what’s the plan now that we’re down here?” You lifted your gaze from the book in your hand. “I was planning on polishing our fighting skills down here, while also gathering up enough supplies to take back here in the meantime.” Erwin swallowed his mouthful, pondering this over.
“By the way, Alrauna, do you know anything about the district Altius?” The Halfling froze up, shooting a curious glance your way. “Why do you ask, Abel?” You held up the book in your hands, calmly pointing to the text scrawled out on the parchment. “I’m reading about it here in this book…I…think it may be connected to what’s going on here, connected to how The Order operates.” Alrauna sort of lowered her head, ear frills quivering slightly. “I know of it, yes. In fact…I’ve…been there before. It is connected to The Order but…I’m not sure to what degree. Rumor has it that one of the higher ups in The Order is actually a native of Altius…which is unheard of.”

>>610772
Ask her what it's like!

Has anyone asked Oliver what district he comes from? If not, someone should ask once he gets up.

I didn't see any mention of his element or district in any way so far.

It sounds like dragons (or at least Alrauna's family) might be from Altius, though I am not sure how we could bring that up without further upsetting her.

>I was planning on polishing our fighting skills down here, while also gathering up enough supplies to take back here in the meantime
Yeah. Stay alive and fed, people work on figuring out how to use their powers (so they can fight or defend themselves when it comes it that, and for whatever other utility purposes we can come up with).

>In fact…I’ve…been there before
Well, she's been off the island, then. Here I was afraid she'd been stuck here since the last time.

Orion 2014/12/21(Sun)22:50 No. 613849 ID: 0eaf76
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"What's the place like?" You lean forward, your interest caught in the prospect of someone who's been to Altius before. Alrauna rubbed her chin, pondering to herself. "How shall I describe it? It's...enchanted. Very surreal." What a vague description. You're a bit disappointed with it. "It's very similar to our own societies...just with er, more magic, I suppose." Magic? Like the kind that Elymems have? "I haven't spent very long in Altius, not enough to know their infrastructure thoroughly..." You wave your hands, dismissing her apology. "It's fine, any information is good, whatever we can find. You said an admin of The Order is a native from Altius?" The halfling confirmed this with a curt nod. "His name is Ringu. He's very powerful...but...very neutral as well. I'm not sure why he works for The Order, all I know is that he's not overly passionate about the cause."

"I assume we're talking strategy?" Erwin interjected, a bit of fish hanging off his mouth. "And did you mention Altius? I used to do research on Altian culture. There's not much information out there...but it's interesting...what has it got to do with all of this?" You explain the entire situation, how Altius may be the very source of magic that The Order uses to brainwash Elymems. "W-Wow...really? I had no idea...that Altius was that powerful..." Jira slapped down another batch of fish, her tail flopping about happily.

You should probably decide how you want to train today.Not sure if the cave is big enough for everyone to start randomly practice their power.

>W-Wow...really? I had no idea...that Altius was that powerful...
Well, maybe. It's just a guess, based off hints in a book.

It's not direct power though. It's about setup and approach- the mind magic stuff is only so powerful because they have a whole setup for capturing and securing people and then working on them one by one. And because they found a useful group of people to do it to.

>>613849
When we go back to the fort, we should try to find Ringu alone and convince him to abandon the Order.