Force

[15:51] Frenerid pulls out a pocket of gold from the depths of coat and hands it over.
(Frenerid)
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[15:51] Tara hands the note over to Andrew, nodding once.
(Tara)
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[15:52] {Item} You picked up To who it may concern.... Dropped by Tara. .
[15:52] Tara says, "It's for Ashe, this man wants to meet with her."
[15:52] Frenerid nods.
(Frenerid)
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[15:52] Andrew Mercia asks, "About what?"
[15:53] Tara shrugs, pretty happy with the free coins.
(Tara)
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[15:53] Frenerid says, "About what I need to discuss with them."
[15:53] Andrew Mercia says, "We'll you can tell me now because she wouldn't be traveling anywhere alone."
[15:54] Frenerid says, "That is why I'm letting her choose the location."
[15:54] Andrew Mercia asks, "What does this concern?"
[15:55] Frenerid asks, "It conerns on what I want to tell her?"
[15:55] Andrew Mercia asks, "Which is?"
[15:55] Frenerid asks, "How many questions will you ask before you are satisfied?"
[15:56] Andrew Mercia says, "Until I get an answer that isn't covered with bs."
[15:56] Frenerid says, "A difficult one.."
[15:57] Frenerid asks, "If a simple letter can't be sent to the one in question, then what is the point of a messenger?"
[15:57] Frenerid asks, "If that messenger is going to be nosy about it... then why bother?"
[15:58] Andrew Mercia says, "Taea is the messenger I'm not."
[15:59] Frenerid says, "Yet.. you hold the letter."
[15:59] Andrew Mercia says, "Because she handed to me."
[15:59] Frenerid says, "To hand it over to the person in question."
[15:59] Tara asks, "W..- Why does this have to be trouble..?"
[15:59] Andrew Mercia asks, "Know I asked you what is your purpose for wanting to meet with her?"
[16:00] Frenerid says, "The more questions you ask the more prone I am to getting a headache."
[16:00] Andrew Mercia says, "Won't do you any good."
[16:00] Andrew Mercia says, "I'll be with her anyways."
[16:00] Andrew Mercia says, "So, you not telling me won't solve anything."
[16:01] Frenerid asks, "Then why are you are being so persistent?"
[16:02] Andrew Mercia says, "You're acting very shady , so I'm going to question you weather you like it or not."
[16:02] Andrew Mercia says, "If you didn't have anything to hide you would have simply stated what you wished to talk to her about."
[16:03] Frenerid says, "You might as well hand the letter back if you're going to be such a pest about it, child."
[16:04] Tara says, "I think she's actually inside the house there..-"
[16:04] Tara points at the farm house right behind herself.
(Tara)
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[16:04] Andrew Mercia says, "I'm not handing you anything you fail to answer simply questions."
[16:05] Frenerid says, "I assumed you'd say that."
[16:08] Frenerid sighs, deeply. A single hand rises to meet with his temple and rubbed it to the soothe the incoming headache he was about to receive. It was all nice and quiet until this kid arrived he thought but not it was just getting too out of hand.

A quiet step makes its way into a single spot on the grass before Frenerid's form dissipated and quickly floated in front of Andrew. A hand reached out to await the letter he had wrote.

"Child... I'll give you single chance to hand it back over to my possession."

Ruby eyes stare daggers into him before the pupils that were once round now turn into lines with pointed sides. Much like a serpents.

"Or I will use force."
(Frenerid)
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[16:09] Tara says, "This really isn't needed..-"
[16:13] Andrew folded the letter and placed it in his pocket he wasn't intimidated by this man nor his threats. Andrew stood his ground and offered the man a warning that he would stand by no matter who the person was nor the situation.

"It stop being yours the moment you willing gave it over mister. I'm sorry to say that if you find yourself coming to use force you will be withheld from this meeting do to the fact you'll be placed in jail.

Unless you want that I suggest you reconsider your actions and answer the questions."
(Andrew Mercia)
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[16:22] His hand lowered slowly without words he began to stand there and just stand there. He faintly grinned with his eyes closing for a mere moment.

"Of course, of course. Where are my manners?" he questions, leaving it a few seconds before he spoke again.

"Oh---"

From behind Frenerid would've emerged a white snake with beady red eyes. It struck at the boy and aimed to wrap around his neck if he didn't bother to evade its coil. As a result, he'd be lifted in the air, only finding himself losing some of what he had to breath with.

"I gave you a chance, did I not? I am sure there is no law that I have to abide and answer your questions. I've read up on them, of course."

Frenerid didn't seem to look angry from his expression. Moreso, annoyed. "Well, what is it that you will do? Rather, will you hand it over or will I just have to take it myself? Now that you've wasted more time than I needed, I'd rather do things my way."

It seems he was nice enough to give the boy another chance. Would he oblige?
(Frenerid)
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[16:26] "You just repeated yourself and I'm guess I'm going to do the same, right? I'm not giving it too you because it doesn't belong to you any more and if you try to take it you know what will happen.

You're allowed to make whatever bed you choose I just hope you're prepared to lay in it mister."

Andrew continued to stand there looking at the man he didn't plan on giving him anything nor would he take the threat likely. He'd begin tapping his foot on the ground very slowly and coughed a little.

"You're not getting what you want."
(Andrew Mercia)
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[16:27] Tara stands pretty idle, though in the background she does make her own little nescesary preparations as if expecting the worst. Either one of them could feel a heat coming from the fox.
(Tara)
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[16:33] Blood pressure was rising as this continued. The storm within his head was coming in the form of a headache and it ached. "Humans.."

There were no more chances left to give. The snake tossed the boy down to the ground against the stump and Frenerid was starting to look a bit adamant. He reached his hand out as dark mana began to slowly arise into his palm. A hilt grasped by his palm as a Fel Cleaver soon formed.

Red eyes soon began to glow. The glow beginning to drain through his skin as he combined some of the power with the cosmos into his circuitry with the slight hint of occultism that could be tasted throughout the air.

It was thick like a smog of mana threatening to clog their circuits. The glow began to make an outline out of Frenerid slowly cackling as the unfinished power of his combination began to show. A single eye closed as a result. Strain possessed him as this was no easy task. But he was going to get what he wanted.

"You will get hurt here, child. I will take what's mine off your body but I can assure you that you won't die here so that you may go tell what other human's about what happened here."
(Frenerid)
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[16:41] Andrew threw his hood on and cost the flames around his body while he picked himself up from the ground. He'd take a deep breath and begin twirled the staff around creating a contention with his star.

"I can feel that nasty magic within you and I've dealt with it enough already. There is no way in hell I'd ever let her out of my sight with the likes of you.

If you want to be rough then let's get rough then mister then lets get rough then I'll show you that nasty magic doesn't scare me in the slightest.

You make me sick and I'm annoyed at this point this letter doesn't belong to you anymore mister."

Andrew prepared to fight against this man.
(Andrew Mercia)
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[16:45] The fox engulfed herself in a violet shroud as they bickered, having that hate for the strangers kind grow just that much every passing second, hating the pest and sad she couldn't notice it sooner.

Though her end goal was to stay out of Andrews way, hate and fear had their own little fight and apparently the scardy fox just backed off.

She was standing at the ready in either case... Just by the protection of the tree!
(Tara)
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[16:48] Ashe Lieyan says, "..."
[16:48] Ashe Lieyan exclaims, "Don't get involved Alessa!"
[16:48] Ashe Lieyan says, "Step back"
[16:48] Ashe Lieyan exclaims, "Demon!"
[16:48] ** Andrew Mercia has inflicted an injury upon Frenerid. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (4 days)") **
[16:48] Tara says, "Woah.."
[16:49] Ashe Lieyan says, "I knew he looked suspicious..."
[16:58] Andrew dashed towards the man while twirling his staff a bright light of star energy begin surrounding the area. The hooded teen jump in the air and slams down with the power of a burst start while stomping on the ground creating a pool of magma.

"You can't run from me mister when I fight the field is my weapon."

Andrew made good on his word and slammed his staff on the ground to create a volcano that erupted magma that slowly covered the field. He'd use his earth attunement to turn the once dirt into sand to hold the man still and place a cosmic beam into his chest.

"I told you to just give me information and now it seems like you wanted to hurt a person I hold dear to my heart. You really crossed a line that you'll never come back from."

The man was slammed into the base of the volcano and with a final slam from the teens wooden staff it split the volcano.

"You've crossed a line which will bring you a great deal of pain...."

"Sleeping Apex...."

The volcano exploded while Andrew used his cosmic power to contain the blast, but he knew the man wasn't dead.

"You have until the time I turn back around to leave or I'll keep going..." Andrew said with a pain as he feel to a knee to catch his breath curse this young boy. He was always getting beat up pretty bad and left short of breath.
(Andrew Mercia)
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[17:12] A peculiar type of magi that wielded three types of elements rather than the normal two that's come to see when crossing the lands of humanity. All seizing to cause lethal damage towards him even when he avoided it. His body was still in no shape to handle it all after getting his leg burnt to a crisp from a three-headed wolf.

But when he wanted something, he was persistent in getting it. It wasn't just self-power that he was pouring into his coating of mana that had a faint mix of occult within. Racial bindings of the serpent and emotions also tied in with it. Fangs, that leaked poison that was drenched in the occult dripped. That begged to take a single bite and pierce into the boy's neck.

If he could get close that is.

He called upon his star like anyone who wielded the power of the cosmos would. However, he called upon it in a different way. No shouting of its name only the action of his sword being held to generate power into his blade and strike towards the boy.

The darkness that was sitting within his blood drizzled upon it causing its color to turn a light red but only ever fading back to its original color in short intervals. The lack of perfection showing.

He was too focused on perfecting it that it caused his fighting style to whiff. The words that Andrew spoke only went into one ear and out the other with a second to spare of him caring what he said.

That's when he knew he was defeated. Light returning to his eyes as he got up after the boy's Special Attack. He felt a wound upon his body but it wasn't the one on his leg. A gash left by some sort of piercing spell. He touched at it but he didn't wince. "You wounded me, huh?"

The skin was beginning to quickly close up thanks to his racial power. The wound soon healing itself. He didn't seem phased by its pain.

"You think this is an accomplishment, child? And to think you can try and keep going?" Questions arose from his mouth as he began to look over his shoulder to see the girl that started this all. A faint grin succumbed his features as he appeared to stare at the boy once more. "I'll soon be back when I am no longer in such a state. I will assure you the outcome won't be the same.

I will promise you that."
(Frenerid)