is this the end of everything?
STRAIA
or is it just a new way to bleed?
@[greta]’s thoughts snag her attention. An obedient child indeed, which could have its uses though in the end, is not what Straia wants for any child. Even her own were given the freedom to make their own choices, to follow in Straia’s footsteps or not as they desired. Some were more like her than others, and that was fine. Straia did not seek to make the world entirely like her, after all. Greta, she coos into the girl’s mind, voice soft like a caresses or perhaps like the slither of a snake. ”Thank you for the answer. It is not safe for you here though. Go, and find me in Pangea when this is all over. Straia would offer freedom, if the girl wanted it.
She can only hope Greta listens, because her attention is needed elsewhere and Straia shifts her focus back onto Brennen. She can feel him dying, can feel the way the power he wields ebbs beneath the onslaught. There is no reason to kill him, but she wants him to break. Needs him to break. Wants him, above all else, to see her point of view. She does not need his cooperation, but it would be vastly better with it.
Then the barrier disappears, and @[Brennen] comes to them, worn and ragged. He offers a partnership, and she simply nods in return, the agreement made. Lelian, at least, had flown off to do something of use though still, he did not stand to protect his own lands. And where was Nerine’s ruler in all of this? Nowhere to be found, it would see. Only Lilianna continues to stand, to fight against them, though her own home burns to the ground.
There’s soon another, perhaps roused by the sheer chaos of the magic running rampant in Beqanna now. Very little of it is Straia’s, for without Brennen’s wall she lets her fire die, leaving only the ravens who do little more than protect the children. Occasionally their wings brush against a shrub, but they do not even seem to actively be trying to set Nerine on fire. In the end, that had never truly been her goal. ”The Falls was a beautiful place,” she says to @[Nikkai] with a small smile.
At the other entity’s question, Straia turns her attention back to Nerine. It burns, though not horribly so since they are in the North in the middle of winter. She sees little more than children playing at war, really. They have no idea what they are doing, and there is no reason to keep going. Her attention turns briefly to Lilliana. ”I do not seek your title. I do not seek to hurt you, or your family. I seek only a better world than this.” If Taiga’s leader is paying attention, perhaps she will notice how little damage Straia has actually done.
”PANGEA” Straia calls, her voice not a shout but a command, amplified by the magic. ”You have done what you came to do,” she says simply. ”but Pangea has been given to me, and I have far better plans for you than this. Return home, and we will begin to remake the world anew.” Perhaps they would destroy it first, but destruction has never been her goal.
Her raven's wing upward toward the sky, turning to clouds and water as they go, expanding. She calls to the sky - a power she has only just acquired and has very little mastery of - but she has enough experience to create the storm. Dark clouds gather above them, without thunder or lightning for the sake of those in the sky, but the clouds open and rain pours onto the ground beneath them. She does not control the size of the storm, but does her best to cover at least parts of Nerine and Taiga both, to slow and dampen the fires if not stop them. Do not say she has never done anything kind.
Her attention turns to @[Anaxarete] and @[Nikkai]. ”Let’s see if they will listen to me,” she says with an amused grin. After all, she has just claimed Pangea as her own when for all they know, Ghaul should still be it’s leader. ”If they do not though, strip their powers until they do.”
She can only hope Greta listens, because her attention is needed elsewhere and Straia shifts her focus back onto Brennen. She can feel him dying, can feel the way the power he wields ebbs beneath the onslaught. There is no reason to kill him, but she wants him to break. Needs him to break. Wants him, above all else, to see her point of view. She does not need his cooperation, but it would be vastly better with it.
Then the barrier disappears, and @[Brennen] comes to them, worn and ragged. He offers a partnership, and she simply nods in return, the agreement made. Lelian, at least, had flown off to do something of use though still, he did not stand to protect his own lands. And where was Nerine’s ruler in all of this? Nowhere to be found, it would see. Only Lilianna continues to stand, to fight against them, though her own home burns to the ground.
There’s soon another, perhaps roused by the sheer chaos of the magic running rampant in Beqanna now. Very little of it is Straia’s, for without Brennen’s wall she lets her fire die, leaving only the ravens who do little more than protect the children. Occasionally their wings brush against a shrub, but they do not even seem to actively be trying to set Nerine on fire. In the end, that had never truly been her goal. ”The Falls was a beautiful place,” she says to @[Nikkai] with a small smile.
At the other entity’s question, Straia turns her attention back to Nerine. It burns, though not horribly so since they are in the North in the middle of winter. She sees little more than children playing at war, really. They have no idea what they are doing, and there is no reason to keep going. Her attention turns briefly to Lilliana. ”I do not seek your title. I do not seek to hurt you, or your family. I seek only a better world than this.” If Taiga’s leader is paying attention, perhaps she will notice how little damage Straia has actually done.
”PANGEA” Straia calls, her voice not a shout but a command, amplified by the magic. ”You have done what you came to do,” she says simply. ”but Pangea has been given to me, and I have far better plans for you than this. Return home, and we will begin to remake the world anew.” Perhaps they would destroy it first, but destruction has never been her goal.
Her raven's wing upward toward the sky, turning to clouds and water as they go, expanding. She calls to the sky - a power she has only just acquired and has very little mastery of - but she has enough experience to create the storm. Dark clouds gather above them, without thunder or lightning for the sake of those in the sky, but the clouds open and rain pours onto the ground beneath them. She does not control the size of the storm, but does her best to cover at least parts of Nerine and Taiga both, to slow and dampen the fires if not stop them. Do not say she has never done anything kind.
Her attention turns to @[Anaxarete] and @[Nikkai]. ”Let’s see if they will listen to me,” she says with an amused grin. After all, she has just claimed Pangea as her own when for all they know, Ghaul should still be it’s leader. ”If they do not though, strip their powers until they do.”
Straia called all of Pangea to go home and stop burning Nerine (cause she got what she wanted), and then called a nice rain storm. She also suggested to Ana and Nikkai that they should feel free to (temporarily) strip powers of anyone who doesn't listen.
Use of mild power playing is allowed; no injuries without permission