[22:02] <~Storytelleress> it's the day after you talked to Sour Note and realised that the axe is going to be a serious problem, what's your next move though?
[22:12] <~Storytelleress> later that day Sour Note is laying down on a bed ready for someone to look inside his head, Dreamweaver has supplied the Dreamstone ready
[22:12] <Tempest> "Any objections to me volunteering?"
[22:13] <Nileen> "none here"
[22:15] <&Sesus_Viola> "Just general concerns."
06[22:16] * Joyous_Sky nods in agreement to Viola
[22:17] <&Sesus_Linarra> "I should mention something as one of the people here who has been in a dream before."
[22:17] <Tempest> "Oh?"
[22:18] <&Sesus_Linarra> "If you get into a fight there, your abilities are not limited by what you can do in the real world."
[22:18] <Tempest> "Interesting...I'll remember that."
[22:19] <~Storytelleress> Note has his eyes closed ready "I just wish to be free of this nightmare, I have no other concerns"
[22:21] <Tempest> "We're going to do what we can."
[22:22] <~Storytelleress> Harmony wheels in a second bed "on that note, I have a plan if you get into trouble"
[22:22] <Tempest> "Oh?"
[22:22] <~Storytelleress> "I will sing to you"
[22:22] <Tempest> "Interesting."
[22:23] <Nileen> "I imagine that music could have a profound effect on a dreamscape"
[22:24] <~Storytelleress> "that's the idea"
[22:26] <Tempest> "It's worth trying."
[22:28] <Tempest> "If we're all ready let's get under way then."
01[22:28] <Joyous_Sky> "Good luck"
06[22:35] * Nileen nods
06[22:35] * Tempest lays down on the bed
[22:38] <~Storytelleress> Harmony applies the dreamstone and starts chanting "his mind to your mind, his thoughts to your thoughts~"
06[22:42] * Joyous_Sky watches, ready to help bolster her wife if needed
[22:45] <~Storytelleress> Tempest finds himself in the dream, Sour Note himself has seemingly been reduced to a mere spectator cowering behind a tree but compelled to watch... there's other presences in this forest, maybe other dreamers who share the same dream or maybe something else?
[22:47] <Tempest> "Hey...you're supposed to come with me aren't you?" he calls up towards the sky with a frown. "Are you hiding?" He isn't talking to Note
[22:51] <~Storytelleress> "if you want him to keep his mind he shouldn't look at me"
[22:51] <Tempest> "Fair enough..."
[22:52] <~Storytelleress> the voice doesn't sound like it came from too far away, what form could Atansis have possibly taken?
[22:52] <Tempest> He looks back at Note. "...Stay here, okay? Even your own dreams can sometimes be dangerous for you...I think you're safest there." he says as he walks forward a bit.
[22:54] <~Storytelleress> ahead, there's a wooden house that's clearly been constructed of the pine wood around it
06[22:54] * Tempest decides to visit the house
[22:59] <~Storytelleress> as Tempest draws closer he notes a bloody handprint on the door that's slightly ajar creeking gently in the wind
[22:59] <Tempest> "...Hello?"
[23:00] <~Storytelleress> there's a flurry of the shutters on the far side of the house
06[23:04] * Tempest frowns and rushes around the back
[23:05] <~Storytelleress> as Tempest runs the sound of struggle becomes apparent, the rattle of chains, the grunts of two combatants
[23:06] <Tempest> "What the hell!?" he yells as he turns the corner
[23:10] <~Storytelleress> the shutters are wide open revealing a mountain of a man wearing what can scarcely be called armour, a helmet that seems intended to restrict visibility and armour that's held on through various chains that look like there's been a serious attempt to rip them away he's holding sn eastern woman by the throat and readying an axe... it's so simple looking, if it wasn't rather large Tempest
[23:10] <~Storytelleress> might have taken it for any other weapon
[23:12] <Tempest> "Ah...Hey!" he remembers what Linarra said to him and flicks a finger at the man, imagining it sending him flying through the air or something.
[23:16] <~Storytelleress> he slides back with a grunt dropping the woman and tilts his head slightly sideways as he takes note of Tempest's presence, a gurgling can be heard in his throat as he tries to form words "...alone"
[23:17] <Tempest> "Yeah...well...kinda. I'm kind of selfish when it comes to fights, I'm not big on sharing." he says. "Hey, miss. Are you alright? You should run away now. Because I think this might get nasty."
[23:20] <~Storytelleress> he runs forward and swings the axe sideways in a move that should get it stuck in a door but instead it goes carving through so much pine wood like it were butter
[23:23] <Tempest> Tempest was not expecting that show of strength- being far more of a man of banter- but lashes out to catch the axe under the blade with a punch. Without needing to worry about the others he has no reason to avoid showing off, and as his fist hits the axe it discharges a wave of golden dust that
[23:23] <Tempest> demolishes the house that he had already sliced through.
[23:27] <~Storytelleress> he didn't seem to expect Tempest to evade that, from his body language he looks impressed
[23:29] <Tempest> "...Okay...that rattled my bones." he notes in surprise. "You're really getting me excited." he admits. The blow comes not from the feeling of wind as Tempest pulls back or even the tensing of muscle and sinew. Rather, he strikes so fast that there's simply a snap in the air, a burst of dust and
[23:29] <Tempest> air, and, in the moments, a relization that he has dented the helmet with an outline of his fist in an attempt to rattle the skull inside it
[23:38] <~Storytelleress> he's slammed back with a metallic thud but races towards Tempest taking them outside the wooden house through the open shutters, rather than using his axe for this he's switched to his off-hand striking at the Dawn over and over again with a gauntleted fist
06[23:40] * Tempest keeps one hand gripping the axe to stop himself from getting decapitated as his knuckles meet his foe's again and again. He has a frown on his face for a moment, then he starts laughing loudly as his fists crush against his foes. "Ahahahaha!"
[23:52] <~Storytelleress> in the real world Tempest twitches and moves his head to one side
06[23:53] * Joyous_Sky glances to Harmony
[23:53] <~Storytelleress> "I'm keeping an eye on it"
[23:56] <Tempest> he's still laughing when he actually gets hit and he separetes from the massive man, rubbing some blood from his mouth. "Ah...this is good. Actually." He says. "It's more fun to fight when you don't have to hold back so much...And no one here to watch me...I don't have to hold back or anything like
[23:56] <Tempest> that...But come on, are we really going to fight in a dream world?" he asks. "Wouldn't it be more fun in the real world?" he extends a hand. "Quit bothering all these poor people and hunt a real quarry. It's what things like us are made for, isn't it Lokywn?" he smiles again and stretches his legs,
[23:56] <Tempest> bending back and forth. "...I'll give you a taste though." he says, rolling his arm.
[23:59] <~Storytelleress> the axeman is slient, perhaps sullen at the laughter or coldly indifferent to it the helm conceals so much but there's something it's struggling to conceal the surge of power brewing beneath it as it glows blood red like a stove pot at a singular point
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[00:01] <Tempest> he strikes like a lightning bolt, a golden streak of Essence as he goes from standing a fair distance away to his forearm across the man's throat, then continuing on. "This is my Strongest Lariat!" he declares as it hits the man in the throat, then keeps going with oppressive force, strong enough to
[00:01] <Tempest> shatter the ring of trees around them from the point of contact. It could decapitate a demon, but instead it's focused on the Axeman's throat.
[00:04] <~Storytelleress> as the axe moves in to impose itself between Tempest's fist and the axeman's throat the core of the red becomes white hot... no not white, yellow like a golden sunburst for a few moments before the metal seems to devour the light
[00:08] <~Storytelleress> Tempest finds his attack blocked with impossible skill, familiar skill...
[00:08] <Tempest> "Hey Atansis is this a Solar!?"
[00:13] <~Storytelleress> he looks at Tempest as he says that word, the voice now joined by another snarling voice and rather than the barely capable speech their voices echo loudly and clearly through the trees with visible force "ATANSIS! FACE! US!"
[00:15] <Tempest> "Oh is that what I should not have said..." he asks as he steps back. He wasn't expecting one of his best moves to be blocked by anyone, so he is having to reorient his strategy and goes for a basic axe-handle as he swings his clasped hands together towards the man's face.
[00:18] <~Storytelleress> the axe wielder seemingly responds by trying to bury the hatchet blade into Tempest's arm
[00:26] <~Storytelleress> as the axe howls into life he strikes with his gauntleted fist wreathed in baleful red light
06[00:28] * Tempest finds himself defending from two opponents now but still keeps his grin. "Ah, come on, two on one? Okay." he says, matching his fist to his foe's and continuing to try and keep the axe handle in his grasp to avoid getting chopped in half; he's splitting his focus down the center of his body, his
06[00:28] * Tempest left side focused entirely on the axe and his right on the axe wielding man, glowing like gold.
[00:31] <~Storytelleress> Tempest narrowly keeps those burning fingers away from his face
[00:36] <~Storytelleress> Lokeyaw rises, it's a slightly disturbing sight to see the man's weapon arm move like a marionette shaking and juddering as it realises the limit of it's partner's position he wonders if another of his skill could see Atansis doing the same to his arm when he unleashes her he doesn't have much more chance to appreciate that before deadly elegance is bestowed along with unrelenting brutality
[00:36] <~Storytelleress> as it comes for his head
[00:40] <Tempest> He has the other man's hand grasped in his own as the Axe swings, and uses that to his advantage; he can't force the axe to not attack him but he pulls the man using his arm, changing the angle of the swinging axe to slide to the left of his head. But he's cautious while doing so to adjust the man's
[00:40] <Tempest> posistion so that the Lokeyaw can't break the man's arm. "Be more careful with your handler!" He admonishes the axe seriously. "You're relient on him!"
[00:44] <~Storytelleress> with an inhuman snarl Lokeyaw seems to jump from the axeman's grasp, seemingly receptive to Tempest's suggestion
[00:48] <~Storytelleress> the axe strikes Tempest in the chest in a way that he knows is going to hurt later
[00:54] <Tempest> he grunts in no small amount of pain as he is smashed directly in the chest with an axe. The sunburst on his forehead is burning ever brighter as he he grabs the Axe handle with one hand and the man's fist with the other, holding each back with one hand with force enough to hold the world. He plants
[00:54] <Tempest> his feet, and his muscles thrumming, lifts the mountain man and the axe off the ground, straining to keep them held in his grasp as he lifts them above his head and holds them. Then, he reverses direction and slams the man face first into the ground so hard that his own feet leave the ground.
[01:01] <~Storytelleress> the axe and wielder reunite in mid-air as he swings an attack across Tempest's midsection leaving a trail of blood red essence in the air
[01:07] <Tempest> His hands come together as the axe swings at him, his hands clenched into fists and gleaming like adamant as he pinches the axe between his fists with thunderous force. It makes the whole forest come alive, showering it in the morning sun as a shining twister of light reaches into the heavens. The
[01:07] <Tempest> dreamers throughout this wicked wood find themselves accosted not by terrors, but by the warmth of a loving sun, pushing them away from the titanic clash and into safety.
[01:12] <~Storytelleress> united as they are Lokeyaw and his wielder continue to combine their power as one of the chains from the axeman's armour links to the handle of the deadly weapon, Tempest isn't sure what those two have done but it's becoming apparent that Yokeyaw is the more stategic of the pair
06[01:18] * Tempest decides to think with his head as well. "Okay, the Lariat didn't work, so what about..." Then he slams his head as hard as he can into the Axe-man's own armored skull, causing an eruption of lightning from both of their skulls as he strikes. "A Strong Headbutt!"
[01:22] <~Storytelleress> the figure is almost slient save for heavy breathing as they seem to will the attack on
[01:29] <~Storytelleress> the axeman is knocked to the ground and for a long moment the fight seems over until the body stands to his feet, his whole body moving like a marionette now his armoured head lolling to one side "interesting"
[01:29] <Tempest> "You want to call it there until you come to meet me for real?"
[01:31] <~Storytelleress> the snarling voice is currently alone "I'm not done with you Solar"
[01:32] <Tempest> "I don't think I said you were."
[01:33] <Tempest> "You've finally given me what I've been looking for for a long time, so no, we aren't done. It's the first time in a long while I've found a mountain I need to climb, I'm not letting you go. But why waste all the fun at once?"
[01:33] <~Storytelleress> the axe whirls in hands that are an extension of itself before striking outward, it becomes almost immediately apparent that Lokeyaw has barely engaged you thus far
06[01:38] * Tempest meets it with his own series of furious punches. It doesn't sound like metal hitting flesh where his knuckles strike the axeblade, but rather like the ring of steel as he holds his ground and starts hammering at the axe. "Okay! Let's go then! I can handle another round! Because I still haven't
06[01:38] * Tempest crested this mountain!" He roars, still grinning like a madman
[01:44] <~Storytelleress> in the real world Tempest suddenly coughs up blood
[01:45] <Nileen> "that's bad!"
[01:47] <~Storytelleress> Harmony is ready to go and starts to sing
06[01:47] * Joyous_Sky has her flute, ready to follow Harmony's lead and help lend to her melody
[01:49] <~Storytelleress> in the dream Tempest can hear notes on the air
[01:51] <Tempest> The blows continue to fall, not a single one out of place as the Dawn continues to hammer forward, with bloody slashes cutting his chest and clothes, splotches of blood on his face and hands, and, above all, a massive grin as he continues to hammer the axe and only the axe, every single blow
[01:51] <Tempest> directed onto a part of the axe and leaving the hunter completely alone. "Series of Consecutive Series Punches!"
[02:10] <~Storytelleress> as Tempest rains blows down and is bitten by the axe in return the dream starts to rapidly fade, it's apparent that Lokeyaw is attacking him via Sour Note and the mortal is far less able to take the strain