Ayvir: A Forest of Mysteries, Magic, and Monsters.

[costaricangirl]

Terrence glared, annoyed at the hyperactive Lyrra.

Since Father Elm had fallen silent, Gwin began to speak, a grave expression on her tiny face.

"No, no, no," she said quietly. "You can't hurt them. They are unstoppable... They are the only force stronger than Ayvir itself. I wasn't even a month old when they came last time, and--" She stopped abruptly, her eyes hard and cold. "--They killed my parents. The only reason I'm alive is because Terrence took me in."

She glanced at her beloved friend, and he looked back. The gaze was held for a long while, and suddenly all disagreements between the two were forgotten, and they were a team once more.

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Alistair let the silence go on for a moment longer, then cleared his throat. "Surely there might be someway we could help you? As outsiders, we might have a chance." He swished his long tail, thinking. "Or at least until the forest decides to let us go, might there be a place that is safe enough to stay? Perhaps eat? Enchanted forests have strange food."

[costaricangirl]

"Well... There is one place," Terrence said slowly, again glancing at Gwin. "But only a select few are supposed to know about it..."

"They're our friends, Terrence, we can tell them," Gwin said. Surprisingly, Terrence simply nodded. "It's a hidden place--where many stayed the last time they came. It is a series of underground tunnels, lit with faerie magic. The entrance is miles away, but if we get there in time we could make it before they reach us."

[zarikrahia]

Lyrra paled. 'Scales and Faerie magic do not mix. They go a little crazy and start sending good luck in all directions. That might be a good thing, or a bad. Oh, stop please. I know it's a tad fustrating, but for everyones sake? You might knock someone out.' The scales paused, then stopped swinging around. Lyrra shook her head. 'Luck is annoying sometimes. It gives good to those who have too much, and bad to people who don't need worse. I can't affect it too much, much as I'd like to change the way luck works.'

[Shadaras]

"A place to stay, even if it is underground, would be welcome," Lucifer said. "And if you think of anything we can do to help you against Them, whoever they are, just tell us. I, at least, will do all I can to help."

[zarikrahia]

Lyrra thought watching the now rhythimic way the scales were moving up and down, sending luck of both kinds everywhere. Though only Lyrra could see, the luck stuck to the group. Lyrra winced as a clump of bad luck stuck to her sleeve. she took a small amount of good luck and used it to remove the bad, annoyed. 'We need to know who THEY are, what they can do, and how you managed last time.'

[costaricangirl]

Gwin surveyed Lyrra with interest.

"We do not speak their names, nor to we understand their powers. They bring death and destruction to anyone caught outside when they come... The only survivors, other than the trees, were those who happened to be underground at the time. And even some of them didn't survive."

Terrence nodded.

"It isn't going to be pleasant," he said grimly, breathing the fresh air around him sorrowfully. "But it is necessary for survival. Come, Gwin, we shall fly to the entrance and show our friends."

Gwin hopped onto Terrence's back and they flew off. Terrence made sure he circled back often to make sure the others were following.

[Shadaras]

((Why is my mindset weird enough to picture the Elder Ones of Lovecraft as your nameless things?))

Lucifer followed Terrence, not asking the bird or the pixie on his back any more questions, though he wanted to. In the long run, either he'd find out, or it wouldn't. Hopefully, anyway.

[costaricangirl]

kittengriffin said:

((Why is my mindset weird enough to picture the Elder Ones of Lovecraft as your nameless things?))

ooc|| Dunno, 'cause I don't know what the Elder Ones of Lovecraft are. xD

[Shadaras]

costaricangirl said:

kittengriffin said:

((Why is my mindset weird enough to picture the Elder Ones of Lovecraft as your nameless things?))

ooc|| Dunno, 'cause I don't know what the Elder Ones of Lovecraft are. xD

((Evil gross things trying to destroy the world. Oh, and looking at one of them drives you insane if you're human. If you aren't, then you're likely one of them. Quite fun to read about.))

[Bacon]

Kazic followed the dragon and bird, even if he didn't follow the conversation. He wasn't exactly the smartest jaguar to ever live, which was why he generally hung out with wizards like Raff. All the talk of an unnamed "they" confused him, as did every single comment made by Lyrra.

(The human tongue isn't Kazic's first language, which is partially why Lyrra's casual, slangy speech confuses him, it's not too unlike a person who learns English out of a textbook, moves to America or Britian or somewhere and is thrown by all the slang terms and idioms.)

[zarikrahia]

((Lyrra either speaks that way or in Lervarian. Your choice. DX *brick'd*))

Lyrra tripped, sneezed, and muttered something that sounded like 'Next person to annoy me is scale bait', whatever that was meant to mean.

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Alistair chuckled. He had heard Lyrra's complaint. "Terrence, how is it that you came to live in this forest, have you always lived here? Or did you simply fall into it?" He winced, curiousity was not common in centaurs. By nature and by instruction, centaurs were taught to keep questions to themselves.

[zarikrahia]

Lyrra brushed her hair out of her left eye- Unlike her blue-purple, indifferent right eye, this one was lilac, and held enough expression for both- and blinked at Gwin and Terrence. 'That would be a good question for us to hear the answer to.'

[costaricangirl]

"Scarlet tanagers do not fall, Alistair," Terrence said rather coldly. "I was born here--as was Gwin."