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John stood at the head of a small rowboat. No one else manned it except him and it drifted lazily towards the shore. Only thanks to the broken moon pulling the tide in. Behind him, a large, Fallen ship. One that appeared to be only seaworthy rather than airworthy. It was adorned with the colors of the Kings. The flag flying at the mast was an unknown to most Elinski. The House of Kings symbol but light blue, sharper than Winter. A grey star in the background. If you looked closely, it would appear to be the Stormcaller's Seal. It was his own personal flag. He had made a deal with the House of Kings and he still had a few good friends in the House. As well as the Oceans. John was remarking that the Elinski were surprisingly supreme at sailing. Their added limbs and huge strength have them the advantages of being two sailors at once. He barely registered when the boat was drug ashore by the current. The jolt made him lose his footing and he crashed upon the turf. The sand was ice cold and he quickly scrambled up. After shivering a few times and attempting to dry himself he gave up and waved back at the ship. After a few seconds a high pitched whistle was heard as the ship lurched forwards and almost hit a half sunken plane. John laughed as he turned back inland and spoke to his Ghost. "They never change. Skorio and his crew. They might be just as clumsy as me." A female voice, soft but also digital, spoke in his head. "[i]That's impossible. You are in fact the most clumsy Guardian I've met. Who trips while trying to throw a Nova Bomb?[/i]" "That's why I became a Stormcaller. I-" "[i]thought it was a better idea to do something that doesn't involve throwing or getting up?[/i]" "Shush. You're a ball. You wouldn't understand." "[i]Mhm[/i]" John just shook his head and looked around. No sign of Devils anywhere. He looked further and found nothing- Ah. Wait. There's one. Maybe a scout or lookout. He walked towards the Fallen he saw before him and as he got closer, 3 questions appeared to him. 1. Why is it so small? Like, smaller than a Dreg. 2. Why is it wearing House of Winter items. And House of Judgement. AND House of Devils. Is it crazy? Or a maybe a renegade. 3. WHY IS IT GLOWING?! John obviously didn't voice these aloud but as he got even closer he noticed it was a female Fallen and she appeared to be in some sort of status. He could detect powerful magic rising from her. It was quite similar to what he used to on his sword. They were a Pre-Golden Age form of magic. The human race discovered Light long before the Traveler. He decided to investigate and walked over to where she was sitting. Her eyes were closed and he crouched next to her, peering intently at the cords of magic around her torso and head. He noted how she didn't appear to have any focus points. Maybe they were hidden or maybe she never learned how to focus magic. As a weapon or otherwise
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  • [i]My ears flung upward and I twitched, My marks slowly began to return to static twirls on my cheeks and belly. I opened my cyan eyes and fluffed my hair up much like a cat does hen they're threatened, I lept back and yelped at the sight of a guardian[/i]

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  • John sat there peacefully for a moment and observed the small vandal meditate. It was an unknown magic to him. He wondered how it worked... He was still asking that question to himself when the vandal's ears flicked up and she opened her eyes, only to jump back and yelp at the sight of him. He was about to remark on how rude that was when he heard something. It was quiet. Barely in audible range. It was a familiar sound. He almost had it... John sprung into action and, only able to do this with years of practice, flicked his sword free from its scabbard. The braced his stance and channeled his raw Light into the ancient runes. As he did, they glowed in response and began to expand out and over his sword and body. They quickly arranged themselves into a half dome with one rune larger than all the others. It appeared to be shaped as a Y with a line in between the split. Unfortunately its translation was lost to time and he only knew its purpose. It is meant to protect. He braced himself for the impact and waited. *Note- this all took place in less than a second.

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  • [i]I watched in awe, at such a power, one moment this place was full of peace and the next it was filled with terror and violence, the spite of a species arising from the both of the weapons. I debated on whether or not I should stop this nonsense, Jump between the bullets that were hungry for life[/i]

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