There's Something in the Air

Moth grabbed the knife and flung it into the nearest tree, burying it hilt deep into the wood. Chanting a few words under her breath, she healed the cuts on his back. When she was done, she sat up and looked back at David. "Might as well," she answered. "Not much to do in this forest anyway."

Before Moth buried the knife completely, David held up a hand. "Hold on," David paused his healing potion on Heir and grabbed the knife by the handle and in the ancient language David spoke "freeze" to the knife. And the weapon was covered in water and was immediately iced. "Jierda!" David watched the knife shatter to bits all over the ground. He looked up to Moth and said, "You can bury it now if you'd like."
David continued working on healing Heir...but it didn't look too good for him. "Try to say something when you can, brother."

Falcydior hollowed out a small hole in the ground with one claw, then gestured for his Rider to put the pieces into it. |It's best not to leave any shards laying around-they're still weapons, and whoever controlled the knife before might move to attack again.|

He's dying. David thought to himself, watching Heir cough up a little blood, trying to regain his strength from the attack but failing. He's been through so much, it's not even worth trying to come back. He just wants to die.
The fallen rider's legs were shaking... but not from the pain. Now, they were trembling with little strength, but with building strength. Heir was trying to stand again. Maybe I'm wrong. David kept his thoughts to himself.
Heir spoke. "David," A faint whisper, "Where is my sword?"

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In Heir's eyes, he saw like Knurla. There was no longer a Brotherhood. He wondered why David was trying to help him now, just a while ago he had been teaming with Knurla to capture him. Darkest... for Heir to die would be exactly what he wanted. The last thing Heir would ever do for that man is give in to his brutality. That... monster has betrayed too many people and destroyed too many souls, and Heir refused to let him get away with it! He didn't care what Darkest's excuse was anymore, even if his reasons were for the better...there's no need for all this harm! Darkest's actions have always only turned out to be better for HIM!
But he knew he was going to die. So he could do only what he could. "Give me my sword, David."

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David handed Heir the sword given to him by Aqua, as well as Heir's daggers, which he appreciated cause he forgot to ask about those. He needed them as well. He took one dagger and held out his palm which had marked on it his gedwey ignasia. It stopped glowing when his dragon died. With the dagger, Heir forcibly scratched the letter "L" over the mark. L for "Lies." Heir frowned.
"Stay back." He demanded with a strict, cracked voice.
Aqua did not forge this sword for me so I could use it to kill myself... but to use it as my weapon to get what I desired. She wanted me to be happy... she thought I deserved it. Love will do that to most people.
Heir still had not forgotten her. How could he...he's got her sword as a reminder.
The fallen rider said nothing, but he raised the sword with his bloodied hand and pointed it at his neck. He stared into space, getting his mind off of his next action.

Heir's hand thrust forward.

The fallen rider became a fallen human.

Moth turned from where she had been covering up the knife pieces, saw what Heir was going to do, and ran over. She was too late. "Idiot!" she raged. Though she had only known the human boy for only a few hours, she'd liked him and was sickened at what he had done to himself. "Fool!"

Knurla followed Darkest through the portal and arrived in the nation's capital. As he saw Darkest stand out in the city he began to think to himself. This is Darkest. He probrably sticks out in this place like a sore thumb. Any officials who spotted him would probrably send word of his presence. Unless... he had a position in the empire himself? Knurla wasn't sure if he wanted to find out.
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Heir's conscious mind floated through a space of an infinite abyss. Searching for something. Somewhere. The instinct for continuity had already begun to kick in. But how?

ooc/ ~attempting~

rp/ Fireflash flew through the shifting night winds. The dark clouds rolled thickly, sluggishly, through the haze. Erica sat lightly between her dragon's shoulders...on guard and alert. Hours ago they had come upon the deserted castle; its halls were home to only the lost echoes of that evening. "How long were we gone? What has happened...," Erica reached out a little further towards her dragons mind. Fireflash responded with a slow rumbly growl as he dropped his left wing slightly, turning the pair east. Erica's left hand clenched the hilt of her blade while her right sat idle on Fireflash's back. She would be ready this time, quicker to summon her magic and draw her blade. She would be better.....A familiar presence appearred at the edge of Erica's reach. A light from the past, one Erica had grown to know and care so much about...."Sam?" Her conscious questioned just to be certain.

Knurla followed Darkest, though didn't stray too far from Adela and the others, he didn't want to loose either of them either.
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David stayed back as Heir ordered, but closed his eyes when Heir made the final blow.
"Fool?" David asked, not yet opening his eyes, "Maybe. But knowing Heir, he probrably found an idea to get what he wanted. But his ideas are never full-proof, yet he goes for them anyway." The half-brother sighed and opened his eyes to see Heir down on his back and with the ruby sword in his neck. He looked away. "I'll give him the proper burial, then we can work on finding a way to find out where Darkest went. You have any ideas, yourself, Moth?"

"Killing[ himself as a way to get something? You're right about not full-proof. Never heard of someone gaining something in losing his life." Moth thought for a minute, then said, "I suppose we could try a tracking spell, or scry him." She shrugged.

"Scrying? Boy, you're brave." David commented. From what he had heard about Darkest's past, scrying that man would probrably not be a good idea. "You can try a tracking spell if you know any."
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So this is what it was like to be dead. Heir argued with everyone, being dead isn't too terrible, he still has hope that things are going to turn out well in the end. Killing himself probrably would've been harder had he known there were still people that needed him. But...who did? What good was he? Someone who didn't even know his own strengths and weaknesses anymore.
Still... his conscious mind persued. There must be some way to get what he wanted. And he searched desperately, ever so patiently.

"Sam!" Erica's consciousness flooded with waves of relief and happiness. Fireflash dropped a few feet towards earth before turning upwards slightly towards their landing destination. "We arrived at the guild castle earlier this week, been trying to track anyone down since then. What happened?...Where is everyone?" Fireflash spiraled quickly towards the backwoods, one steady swish after another. "Im meeting you in the city, tell me or show me where...Jason is fine, he's taking care of a few issues back home. Ive been...busy, learning, training, mmmm the usual." Erica spat the sentence out quickly and retreated a little bit back into her own thoughts. She sheathed her blade as the pair dropped below the clouds. Fireflash grumbled in frustration, "Don't get into irreversible trouble..." his thought twisted through Erica, full of worry. The small rider dropped soundlessly into the grass, and rubbed her dragons giant nose. "I won't. Trust me," she said softly. Erica locked gaze with her dragon for just one more second, and took off soundlessly for the city.

Blaze finished feeding off the deer. She sat for a while and skinned the deer, and cleaned out the cuts and everything. She hated wasting the deer besides the humans of the group could always use the meat if needed. After an hours time Blaze had the hide and meat cleaned and packed neatly and stowed into her bag. She moved back to the clearing where everyone was going to be meeting again.

"I don't, actually. I was going to ask you if you did, but since you asked me, I suppose you don't," Moth replied. "Do you know if Darkest has some unfinished business somewhere? Or something?"

I'm at the capital of the nation, Knurla thought to himself. Now what? He really had no intentional plans of action, he hardly knew the place.
All the while, he thought what he could do if he earned a position in the empire...
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David began to dig. "I don't keep up with Darkest's schedule. Sorry." Then he thought aloud, "How do you track fire?" Well, following the burnt remains or the cloud of smoke was one way. Come on, David, use your imagination for once!

Somewhere, well where ever Zayne was, he could sense two people in trouble. A black portal of swirling clouds appeared infront of David and Moth. A voice echoed in their head saying Don't stop, keep running through. Don't look around you'll freeze to death, and don't let go of each other. It'll lead you all the way. Welcome to the shadow realm.

David quit thinking and just looked at the dark pirtal that appeared out of nowhere on the field.

Moth narrowed her eyes at the black vortex. "I don't trust that thing. But I suppose...we should go...if we want to find Darkest. Come on." She grabbed David's arm and thought to Falcydior, |Will you follow us?|
|Yes| was Falcydior's simple reply.
The elf and the human jumped through the portal, and the great green dragon bounded through, and all three disappeared into the depths of the shadow world.

David held on tight to Moth and ran through with her...though shut his eyes. He didn't trust himself to be curious. How do we know when to stop running?

"When you feel air on your face" Trymaya replied just out of anyones vision

Feel air on my face, so their's no AIR in this shadow realm? Ehh, I guess that sorta makes sense. David's mind scattered.

Moth reached out. The slightest shiver of air ran down her slim fingers. |I think we're here.|

"careful you think to much youll be lost in this place" Trymaya said soothingly "follow your instincts and youll get out"

Thanks, Pretty Voice! David thought, then nodded to Moth but didn't open his eyes just yet, he wanted to feel the ground at his feet first as well as that air!

The two ran out of the portal and into the streets a few yards away from where darkest was. Good, now I've helped you. the voice finished.