forum Medeis {open}

Started June 19, 2019 by @Reblod flag

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The girl's gone mad, Iris furiously thought to herself. "Your observational skills could match those of Einstein. Ice is cold, bless my magic, who would've thought?"

"I agree. I always knew I was going to grow up to be a genius. And now, at what is probably my finest hour, we discover my true skill. Also my brain feels like an elephant herd just decided to have a party. Why does your ice punish me so?" Azriel said blankly, still staring up at the ceiling. I just need to not die, but I can come close.

Arabella tapped her fingers loudly against the wall once more. She was tired of listening to a conversation she couldn’t understand. “I couldn’t help but notice the bread might be edible. Could I get pointers on how to eat it without dying?”

"My ice punishes you? My ice punishes you?" Iris was on the brink of sanity, although looking at Azriel, she really desperately did not long to cross that brink. "The only thing I would do with my ice would be to lock your jaw in place and shut you up."
She fired a glare at Arabella. "Do not eat the thing. It makes you delusional," she claimed in Medein.

“thank you for the warning, however I do not want to starve.” Bella snatched a pebble of the so called ”bread” and plopped it in her mouth.

"How rude," Azriel sniffed. "I have the inherent brilliance of Einstein, and this is what I get? Rude. So rude."

Dramatically rubbing her temples, Iris mumbled in Eltin, "We're all gonna be dead and it's going to be the fucking bread's fault." Apparently thoroughly exhausted, she conjured another ice cube and pressed it against Azriel before heading to the corner. Taking up her cloak and draping it over her body, she requested in both Medein and Brachish, "Wake me up if there's any of you still alive by the end of tonight."
(I also have to go…)

“i have no idea what your saying but it is quite entertaining!” Bella laughed quietly to herself for a minute and then decided to start braiding small braids into her hair.

Azriel froze at the contact, cheeks heating up, before regaining her composure and falling asleep almost immediately.
(I should as well. I just… it's only like 2 am. I'm not even tired. Hnngh.)

The darkness in the cell seems to deepen as the night stretches on. The biting cold of a dying summer seeps into the stone dungeon and some prisoners fall into uncomfortable slumber. Others may not be so lucky. Guards are posted outside cell doors and locks are double-checked. The night is long but eventually, the sun shines on a new day. The characters are roused by the sounds of feet shuffling beyond their prison and muffled voices.

Arabella looked up from her hair (which was now full of tiny braids, some tight and some lose) to see where the voices came from. She looked around the cell to see others sleeping in corners and decided to help them wake up. Bella first walked over to the elf and gently shook her.

Azriel whimpered quietly in her sleep. The sounds of voices outside the cell made their way into her dream, which was now full of raging armies, dead phoenixes, and, worst of all, poisoned bread. She curled her wings righter around herself.

(Woah, that's map's wicked cool!)
At the touch, Iris leaped lightly onto her feet, eyelids snapping open, and grasped the girl's arm, encasing it with ice. Preparing to draw her sword, Iris met thin air and sighed as she recognized the girl. She sighed again, as she remembered they took her sword. "Don't. Touch. Me. When. I'm. Sleeping." Her gruff Medein crackled through the air.

"shhh! Someones coming! calm down!" In her fear of being frozen, Bella didn't realize that as she spoke, she was putting her power in them, making the elf trust her.

Without prompt, Iris's heart slowed in its pounding as she felt her breaths quickly steady out. (I don't know if that's how your power works.) "What in the world…" she mumbled, shivering already in cell. The elf snatched her hand away from the human in distrust, before cracking the ice still wrapped around her arm. Giving no apology, she adjusted her vision to the door that had opened the previous time. If they give us bread, one more time.

Arabella snatched her arm back and scurried backwards as fast as she could. She didn't notice the angel behind her as she bumped into her. why!

Azriel winced, waking up with a jolt. "What was that?" she questioned loudly, fear creeping into her voice.