Rafaella Micole
Apprentice Roleplayer
Wings with a heart like this
Posts: 85
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Post by Rafaella Micole on May 2, 2015 16:25:07 GMT -6
Rafaella walks into the forest wearing the newly purchased brown hooded cloak. With the hood up she continues on her way to wherever her feet took her. Coming to a bush that had many broken twigs, she kneels down. Her hood covering her face, her cloak effortlessly covering her body, currently devoid of any angelic features. She uses her left hand to slide her right sleeve up a little to reveal a thin and plain looking hand which she then places onto one of the many broken twigs. Her time spent with Wulfric while he was dead gave her the interest in trying new things, her experiencing life as a human being one of them, she now decides to try druidism. Visualizing the energy she had within herself coming out of her hand go into the twig, which started repairing itself. With this she became excited, she tried another twig and found success, so she attempted another which gave success, she continued this, not realizing she was draining herself. As she came to the last twig she started feeling as if she was being watched, she started to feel very uncomfortable, however it was too late to run. As she tried getting up to run, she realized only then what she had done. Without that energy, she could not transition into the healer she was and fly away or fight if needed. "WULFRIC!!! HELP!!!" she could barely get out. She started quickly stumbling around the forest, becoming every slightly disorientated. Cracking her head against a tree she fell to the ground, slowly she brought her hand to her head and slowly removing it. "Blood..." She said faintly, knowing a head injury can bleed more than any other this could be a bigger problem to a large problem. She slowly gets to her feet, in attempts to get to the watering hole, she continues stumbling on, her head injury worsening the warping of the scenery. "Didn't I deal with this before, with that wolf girl?" she questioned herself. "I'm Rafaella Micole, I'm a healer. Mate of Wulfric Greyfang, Wulfric is in the Silver Scale and he is from Valors Keep..." she starts trying to keep her mind straight, but without anybody around to take note of the accuracy she doesn't know her condition. She continues stumbling around, the feeling of being watched never leaving. What she feels being her vision going black starts happening, not knowing it was whatever or whomever that was watching her. In her attempts to escape she trips, breaking her left wrist in the process of bracing herself, blood droplets splashing a nearby tree and some leaves. She slowly gets up grabbing her wrist, she leans on the nearest tree, getting a bloodprint upon it, after a rest she continues. "I am a healer, I am from Valors Keep, Wulfric is the mate of the Silver Scale." She again tries testing herself. Again she trips, this time her face falls into a puddle, "blood?" She says, getting up, her hand pushing off someones bicep. "Rafaella, are you alright?" She asks, "I'm a warrior, I can help you. I am Greyfang. My Silverscale is in the mate." She says in attempting to offer aid to the corpse. Before realizing it she was on the ground again, trying to hold on to a nearby sapling as if to not fall down. "You go, I'll stay here and get help." She says before passing out.
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Post by Aliela Dryearanea on May 2, 2015 20:39:36 GMT -6
Walking through new terrain at night coming upon broken twigs and a blood trail tracks stumbling away following the trail seeing a bloody hand print on the bark of a tree pushing away from the tree the tracks still shambling forward leading to a cloaked woman lying in a pool of blood looking her over starting the healing incantation over the body placing her hands on the woman's head and chest “Sword Cut, spear stab, mace smash, arrow jab, Let the white light of healing descend on thee. Let the white light of healing stop thy spilling blood. Let the white light of healing mend thy bones. Let the white light of healing close thy wounds. Let the white light of healing restore thy vigor. The white light of healing hath healed thee.” she spoke softly "How do you feel any better?" looking around the nearby area "you look like you were trying to run away from something"
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Rafaella Micole
Apprentice Roleplayer
Wings with a heart like this
Posts: 85
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Post by Rafaella Micole on May 2, 2015 21:20:08 GMT -6
Rafaella sits up slightly confused. "So that's what it feels like." She says outloud before quickly turning to the stranger. "Who are you? Wait, nevermind, we need to get out of here. It wasn't my vision, the forest is getting darker. This forest is known for bizarre and at times, evil encounters." She said while getting up, she grabs the woman and head for the watering hole. "Can't you feel the eyes? I haven't asked the leader of The a Scale much about being a Scout, nor Wulfric but I don't know how to solve this currently. Shifting will take too long and we have no time." She said, not realizing how what she said sounded. "We need to find Wulfric or Ashen. Or Melora. Someone. I don't think it is undead, so I cannot dispatch it. Come one." She continued to say. "Wulfric is a tall, bearded, long brown haired man. Ashen is a lavender haired woman, we must find at least one." She said before running into pitch black.
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Post by Aliela Dryearanea on May 2, 2015 22:17:18 GMT -6
watching the black haired woman get to her feet "my name is Aliela who are you?" watching her ramble on about needing a Scout the woods getting darker then disapering into the darkness of the forest she sighs trailing off after her "wait human I am a Scout" she shout hopping the woman can hear her. she looks to see what this darkness is coused by then with care she starts to make her way to the eage of the were she watch the woman step through drawing a knocking an arrow to her horse bow then makes her way into the darkness with a heavy heart and a even heavier sigh "wait up before you get yourself kill" she exclaimed.
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Rafaella Micole
Apprentice Roleplayer
Wings with a heart like this
Posts: 85
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Post by Rafaella Micole on May 2, 2015 22:57:40 GMT -6
She suddenly stops. "Well Rafaella, looks like we're not in Wildgard anymore." She said to herself. She starts walking around with her hands out, razored whip-like vines came from places, periodically lashing at her. "Oh, uh oh. Where am I?" She starts to say. Unable to see anything, she goes into her bag and pulls out a torch and lights it. A void appears in place of a flame, almost as if the light was inverted, but this was not an inverted Wildgard. "Hello, Lady who healed me? Hello?? Are you here? Are you alright?" She called out to the stranger before continuing. She continued walking through this vicious world. *SPLASH* she falls into a pool and started to float upwards. "Ummmm... I thought I fell down, why am I floating up. What liquid am I in? Or do I want to know? " She says, while liquid comes out with her words and air comes in. "Oh that's not normal." She thinks to herself, "ok, so good to know this world is far from normal. Expect the unexpected, as well I guess possibly, the expected." As soon as her next thoughts occurred, she felt the liquid around her become a mixture of solid, jelly and air all at once. "Ok then, I don't see how these textures work at once but sure. Let's go with that." She thought again. As this all settled, she found herself floating, walking on the ground in complete mid-air hearing the voices of people she knew. "Well this at least seems better, I'm walking at least. Not sure I can trust this air. Did I take an injury, am I poisoned??" Just as her thoughts finished. She realized, Ashen voice was really how Wulfric would speak, Wulfrics voice was how Aera would speak, Aeras voice was how Fallen would speak. The voice then started speaking towards her, but no longer with the nice sounding words. No longer with the previous warm tones they once had. "You couldn't even properly bring me back. You're a lousey healer, that fallen angel Maria would have done a bette job." Rafaella heard from the Ashen sounding Wulfric. "You could not even help your friend after she had to come back and help me, you could even heal either of us. You are so incompetent. Just be the peasant you are." She heard Fallen say with Aeras voice. "I hate you for not helping me. I am still a vampire because of your lack of healing skills. Wulfrics death is on your head." She heard from a Wulfric sounding Aera. Blinking at this, not knowing if these are the true thoughts of the people, or if this was from what was watching her. "I uh... I'm trying." She tried speaking up for herself. "Trying is not good enough. Trying has caused Wulfrics (my) death, trying caused Ashen (me) to become hateful, tryin..." She tried plugging her ears to drown out the noise while saying random things to be louder than the voices. Suddenly the voices started in her head. "Lady, please don't help me." She said as loud as she could, trying to warn her, still unsure if she was the target, little did she know all help would be placed in their own hell.
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Post by Wulfric Greyfang on May 3, 2015 22:30:29 GMT -6
Wulfric heading away from the Scale took notice of a darkness looming over the Pan-ti forest, looking around to see were Rafaella is he runs to the forest battle axe in hand passing the tree line down an old hunting trail he uses as a short cut to the heart of the forest seeing blood on the ground with her scent on it his speed changes into a full tilt sprint into the darkness yelling her name “RAFAELLA WERE ARE YOU” just before stepping through another scent was picked up in passing ~an Elf~ he thought well inside the space void of all light to the point he couldn’t see crying out once more “RAFAELLA WERE ARE YOU” he stop only to hear familiar voice ignoring the voice he presses on
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Rafaella Micole
Apprentice Roleplayer
Wings with a heart like this
Posts: 85
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Post by Rafaella Micole on May 3, 2015 23:11:28 GMT -6
Unable to hear anything but these malevolent voices she could not get away from. She started reaching for the sword that was not there since she decided to try life for a time as a human. Recoiling her hand from the shock, she started thinking what would Wulfric do as clearly how she would handle the situation would not be in her favour. “Reckless. I’ll be reckless” she said to herself as voices started to fade. From this she took in a breath, upon finishing drawing in the b reath she started falling. “FOR...... SOMETHING!!!” she yelled out in the same manner as Wulfric would have. Within moments she landed on what felt like fluffy cotton, she began ripping at it, in attempts to find her way out. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” was heard all through out the world she stepped into. “I will KILL you, you bloody bastard!” She said outloud, then apologizing internally for the use of what she considered a curse word as well as being incredibly hostile with her speech. Suddenly the cotton that she was ripping at became sharp rocks which she attempted to punch at only causing what felt like stabbing to occur to her, and the ripping of her knuckles. “What do you want from me?” She screamed. The sharp rocks started to morph into decaying corpses, the stench filling the entire area.
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