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Characters: Captain Adelbert Steiner, Kuja, and Alexandrian folk/those nearby; will update!
Progress: In-Progress
Summary: Garland's gift comes bright and early
Location: Alexandria and surrounding area
Date: May 1st
Warnings: Eventual violence?
Given a fair warning far ahead of time, there was no surprise to be had by this sorcerer when the morning sun was nearly blotted out by hundreds, maybe even thousands, of flying beasts coated in feathers and silver. The sight of them tearing through the sky and taking over the horizon was almost touching, but definitely splendidly reminiscent. Rising to meet the winged beasts, unlike most that would draw their swords and cast their spells to strike them down, instead Kuja calls one to descend in order to grant him a theatre-box-like view of the wave of chaos they would bring with them.
All too pleased to see that it obeys without question, when it lands he climbs to the neck of the creature and commands it to take flight, joining the army made up of its’ brethren. The shadows of the dragons from above devour the light cast across the land by the weak glow of the sun. Not needing any direct orders, the beasts seem to have a vendetta of their own; they swoop down and attack what they can without any instruction.
The intended destination? Once the path to is wiped clean of life, the city of Alexandria! Don’t assume he’ll run in himself, no. These wings, for now, are a seat, and the show will take place in the city itself, as he watches and orchestrates from afar. The Alexandrian army and Knights of Pluto will be getting a rude wake-up call when they arrive.
((ooc: Open to those in/near Alexandria and whoever wanted to start something up.))
Progress: In-Progress
Summary: Garland's gift comes bright and early
Location: Alexandria and surrounding area
Date: May 1st
Warnings: Eventual violence?
Given a fair warning far ahead of time, there was no surprise to be had by this sorcerer when the morning sun was nearly blotted out by hundreds, maybe even thousands, of flying beasts coated in feathers and silver. The sight of them tearing through the sky and taking over the horizon was almost touching, but definitely splendidly reminiscent. Rising to meet the winged beasts, unlike most that would draw their swords and cast their spells to strike them down, instead Kuja calls one to descend in order to grant him a theatre-box-like view of the wave of chaos they would bring with them.
All too pleased to see that it obeys without question, when it lands he climbs to the neck of the creature and commands it to take flight, joining the army made up of its’ brethren. The shadows of the dragons from above devour the light cast across the land by the weak glow of the sun. Not needing any direct orders, the beasts seem to have a vendetta of their own; they swoop down and attack what they can without any instruction.
The intended destination? Once the path to is wiped clean of life, the city of Alexandria! Don’t assume he’ll run in himself, no. These wings, for now, are a seat, and the show will take place in the city itself, as he watches and orchestrates from afar. The Alexandrian army and Knights of Pluto will be getting a rude wake-up call when they arrive.
((ooc: Open to those in/near Alexandria and whoever wanted to start something up.))