Se-Young / Moxtli Event 2

[18:08] {NARRATION} The tribes of Moxtli have gathered unto a hidden portion of the jungle, trekking through undergrowth and brush to find the location of Eznite, the Spirit Bear. The last ritual to take place at this sacred site was to sacrifice the noble ursine to appease Saekanis in it's endless hunger.

Since then, it has stayed dormant. Only faint slivers of the spiritual ursine's mana remain, and must be gathered to reawaken the great bear.

The part of the jungle they now enter has been untouched by man since that sacrifice. They tread into sacred space, prepared to risk life and limb to return Eznite to the Tribes.

[This is a CoD event. Taking over 100 vit in nerfs will result in death, as well as over three perms. You are allowed to tank one injury per encounter for someone else, and healing will be limited to certain locations during the event. More information about fights will be shared when it's time.

Good luck, and have fun.]
[18:09] {NARRATION} BGM: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1fYJFT-BPcs
[18:12] It was Eznite, how could he not come? The great bear provided the worshipper with the admiration of those about them! When it came to a performer one wouldn't ever part from such a possible boon to one's step forward.

Like Hel was he letting anyone do anything to it too. Beyond, of course, the awakening of it.

Trekking towards the jungle the behemoth-blade wielder holds a low, happy hum in his throat. So much tinder was about him yet he couldn't light it all up! Saddening, truly, but this was what he had to do for Eznite.

Using his bare hand he'd skirt the blade's edge, a slim cut already beginning to form within his palm. This was it, this very moment would be the next step in his grand collection of an audience - Of glory, even.

"So..! How deep is our dear Eznite, Gou?" An idle query to pass the time. He already knew of the dangers, and given his maimed state anyone could assume his answer to such worries of death.

There was glory in it, and by all means was he ready.
(Eiji)
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[18:12] Caddock was no stranger to this. He was no stranger to the approach, nor the sensation that followed - the strange, ethereal familiarity that caused his missing socket to throb, flickering with lights, thoughts, and vision of what surrounded them all. It'd been a great honor, to be allowed upon this trip, just as he had for the first - but the stakes remained the same, regardless of what tone he may try to enforce upon it.

Doubly so, considering how unprepared he was.

"What's the plan here?" he questioned, lacking in the department of information.
(Caddock Reave)
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[18:12] His first journey with the tribe, he felt great to have been apart of it. Too bad his siblings were all doing other things. Favi was more interested in dangerous and spooky things so this felt like the trip for him.

With an open mind and a watchful eye he tries his best to observe the higher ups, trying to figure out what made each one of them admirable or worthy. Once he found that answer, he could begin working on himself to become someone D'noxa approved to teach about spirit dancing.

With that in mind he remains completely quiet, his gun drawn and his body free of stiff movements. He got in a good stretch while he could before marching behind them all.
(Favi Ixtan)
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[18:12] Another adventure! How long had it been since the last one? Shining Sparkle wasn't entirely sure. After all, she usually kept to the fields where she could make the most of her services.

This, however, was an exciting change of pace.

Somewhere in the middle of the pack, she treads along while repeatedly throwing an arm in the air and chanting,

"Bear, bear, bear, bear!"
(Shining Sparkle)
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[18:12] Carnivore would follow in the rear of the group, her magics parting ways for the tribe to proceed through the brush of the jungle, hopefully without having to slice too much of it away.

Having a Dryad along certainly helped when it came to traveling through lands unknown. She let the world around her speak to her, attempting to track down any traces of the Bear Spirit...

Or detect any oncoming threats before they were ambushed.

Her eyes cast themselves through the foliage, scanning. At the very least, the world here was alive. Insects, birds, and all sorts of other creatures moved about, unlike the accursed island where she'd been possessed.

A slight sigh of relief came from her lips. She would have to be on guard against mental attacks like that in the future.
(Carnivore)
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[18:12] Despite her position as a Shaman over all Tribes, she was still a member of the Maloti by birth. This was important to her on a personal, professional, and spiritual level.. The same as Talacael and Gou, she knew for sure. The sleeping Bear needed to be roused, and it was time.

Everywhere they stepped was of importance, and she was well aware the trek would be more than dangerous.. Guardians of the Spirit, and beasts of the wild alike would likely not exactly welcome their presence either to some extent.

"This will not be an easy task at all, everyone keep your eyes peeled, and prepare for anything." The Shaman kept her hand upon her whip's handle, the woman following alongside her fellows as they made their way through as undisturbed as they could manage.

"If all goes well, we'll all emerge alive."
(D'noxa Aba)
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[18:13] Staff in hand the boy would ready himself as the tentacles on his back would flare in anticipation, he hadn't really participated in raids before, but with the recent scare he had he figured it was the best way to make sure Carnivore was safe.

Even if he wasn't a seasoned combatant like the other tribesmen taking part in this he still felt confident is his ability to utilize magic, he would at the very least hope to be able to fend for himself and help out Carnivore whenever possible.

It was nerve racking but at the very least he wanted to make it through this alive. He wasn't known for his fighting ability and recently became interested in changing that, combat would just be the next trade the boy sought to master.

With a deep breath the boy's eyes would glow as he prepared himself, allowing those more experienced with these type of things to take the lead.
(Moka)
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[18:13] Tono'tli follows on behind the group, enjoying their little adventure for what it was. It was nice to be around his tribesmen again on another outing, and not on another Sea Adventure. Never again! Maybe.

From his basic understanding, they were to awaken the Spirit Bear, Eznite. But as to how that would be achieved, he did not know.

Hopefully they wouldn't be sacrificing eye-balls and limbs. He quite like having everything in-tact.

"I'm excited, what could possibly go wrong,"

He just had to say it.
(Tono`tli)
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[18:14] Fingers flexed, perhaps in anticipation of what was to come as they delved deeper into the forest, moving past the overgrown parts of nature as the prepared expedition of tribesmen moved out with one goal.

To bring forth Eznite from its dormant state. The third of the four patron spirits of the Maloti tribe.

Talacael's steps never paused, even as they entered land untouched since the Pandemonium Chase, emerald eyes roaming around the area with a hint of wariness as overgrowth was casually cut to clear the way with blades of wind.

"We're here to awaken Eznite from his dormant state. He hasn't been active since Saekanis rampaged and was brought to Esshar due to all the death that had lured it over."

Lips parted, the bow within his hands gaining a more tightened grip as they moved.

"This'll be a challenge most will never have to undertake within their lives, you all were chosen for your strength, your will and determination. Stay close, keep your eyes open for any threats."
(Talacael Meztin)
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[18:14] His first sort of tag-a-long to these kind of thing. He's still reeling from the knowledge that had been imparted upon his mind just before, but is well enough kept that he zones in to the moment easily enough.

Not easy, that's obvious.

"No reckless movements then, eh?"

Funny, coming from his sort.
(Lyael)
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[18:14] Caddock Reave says, "aye i mean 'bout the approach itself"
[18:14] Hands found themselves warming up in the pockets of his pants while his cloak fluttered silently behind him. Alongside were the footsteps of those who were woefully grounded to the ground. So in the meantime, Se-Young hovered beside Itzcali.

It was one of those things where he was a bit of the odd man out -- having no experience with spirits whatsoever beside the occasional bloodletting -- but he refused to let his friends out of sight.

Be it a sign of worry or a desire to tag along.

"Ahh, I can only hope that I'll be protected by my big strong friends. Chieftains -- please understand I'm a very weak and dainty fellow."
(Kim Se-young)
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[18:15] This would've been the first trek that Itoxual would've went on with the rest of the tribe. Hopefully he would experience something that could provide him with an insightful future.

Or maybe something terrifying to live on with. But he was hardly afraid of anything so he was confidence in seeing what was to come during this whole expedition.

"I'll use my chest to protect you, Kim. There's only so much though."
(Itoxual)
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[18:15] Jani wouldn't miss this adventure for anything, not only because Talacael informed her she'd be first the next time they went on one of these escapades, but because she has her tribesmen to watch out for.

Her hand rested upon her whip, the one she'd specially crafted for herself, crystals embedded throughout it's length that bolstered her earthen magic.

"Everyone, make sure you are careful, things like these always come with unknowns, so you need to always be ready for anything." Considering the last adventures she went on.. yea, things could get messy.
(Jani)
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[18:15] Blyth was learning more and more about the tribes' religion when it came down to the four spirits. This was something more of a learning and living experience for the young man.

With this adventure coming around, Blyth hoped to come out of this alive and well. But, for the people of Moxtli he'd try his absolute best and call upon the power he has to help those around him more and more.

Though, with the site being that of an untouched place, he wondered just what kind of troubles would they lead themselves down.

"This is going to be a very challenging day. Lets hope we get to go back home in one piece, mostly anyway"
(Blyth)
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[18:15] This would be the third spirit.

First Tlalli, the Toad. Then Ixtlitli, the Weasel. Eznite would be next, and then? Xotonal the Condor would follow. This was his duty as the Maloti tribes shaman.

To reawaken his tribe's spirits.

Yet, before they ventured too deep into the jungle, Gou had a tribe to address. "So, this shouldn't be too complicated." He mutters. There were plenty within the tribes that weren't the... Brightest of flames. So the less complicated the better. "We're to venture into the depths of the temple, and reawaken the Eznite through a ritual."

A nod follows.

"The details of the ritual will be revealed when we actually manage to make it to the temple."

A wide fanged grin spread across his face.

"This isn't going to be easy, but if we're careful we'll all make it out of this alive. So, let us be off." He flicks his attention over toCaddock.

"Simple. We're just going to walk into it."
(Gou Meztin)
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[18:15] Moving with those of the tribes, Alkana would be venturing to what she deemed to be uncharted lands in the quest of bringing forth one of the patron spirits and return them home. All that Alkana would breath for are moments like these; everything was at disposal with life included.

Something like this was new and from the sounds of the others that have been through this know that things will be getting dangerous. Last minute preperations were made as plates of armor were placed to cover the more vital parts of the body.

A luminous glow of raw mana had begun to shroud around and manifest toward the blade. Eyes were now shifting to watch the flanks. All and any threats- take down. Orders were given. Weapon drawn and grasped firmly in hand, a nod was offered with a chest bump included.

"Gotcha- am ready."
(Alkana Nixotl)
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[18:16] Caddock Reave asks, "Aye. I follow. Same deal as tha' toad thing, right?"
[18:16] Gou Meztin says, "Should be."
[18:16] Gou Meztin says, "Though I can't imagine we'll be turned into Toads again."
[18:16] The first part of their journey was simple enough, reaching the destination. But if the trial of Ixlitli was any reference point, the Tribes would find themselves entering something that would not easy to achieve.

Itzcali remains silent as the others speak their parts, hovering between Eiji and the Meztin brothers with his gauntlets strapped to his frame.

"Ready when you are."
(Itzcali)
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[18:16] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "Bear, bear, bear, bear!"
[18:17] Tono`tli says, "We've got this."
[18:17] Shining Sparkle asks, "If we mess up, who are we throwing forward to sacrifice and distract the enemy while we run?"
[18:17] Tono`tli says, "Moka."
[18:17] Shining Sparkle says, "Deal."
[18:17] Tono`tli exclaims, "It's decided!"
[18:17] Moka asks, "Huh?"
[18:18] Tono`tli says, "Thanks for your sacrifice, kid."
[18:18] Jani says, "Moka or Kim, either one."
[18:18] Kim Se-young says, "Spirits bless you, squiddo."
[18:18] Ceres adjusts his mask. Seemingly shivering out of excitement for what was about to go down. He didn't have much to say just yet. Although without a doubt he was going to have much to say by the time this was over.


For now he keeps his dominant hand attached to the blade on his hip.Awaiting to move forward.
(Ceres)
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[18:18] Shining Sparkle reaches in front of Itoxual to offer Tono a high five.

...she also twists up her other hand to offer the Nagual one as well.
(Shining Sparkle)
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[18:19] Tono'tli high-fives, a sinister grin across his features. He's already making plans on how to get narrow down their list of humans.
(Tono`tli)
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[18:20] Itoxual accepts the high-five but it was more of a hand grab of two seconds than a normal high-five.
(Itoxual)
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[18:25] {NARRATION} Further they travel, through winding dirt paths until they reach the location of the ritual. A dilapitated temple, overtaken by nature. A significant portion is shown to be exposed to sunlight, and the temple is in an overall state of needing repairs.

But what's important is the stone slabs, placed up in a hurry by the previous ritualites. A stone table is set in the middle and skeletons surround it. The bodies show no sign of dying in a struggle, they simply lay around the table.

The tablet reads,

"Ezntie slumbers, for our own sake.
To awaken him, bring him a feast.
Gather fish, herbs to smoke, and brew the sacred Spirit Mead.
Partake of these three gifts at Midnight.
Feast, and gather the Aspects. Sate his rage,
Only then will the Great Ursine awaken."

From the temple, three paths branch off. A feast must be given to the spirit, and the tribespeople are on the table.

They will need to split up to finish before midnight.

(Split into three groups, with a leader at the head of the line. Doesn't matter how.)
[18:27] Itzul says, "Sparkleee."
[18:27] Shining Sparkle says, "Itzullll."
[18:27] Jani says, "Lapines over here."
[18:29] Caddock stepped into Gou's line. This should not be shocking. He had literally given his eye for this man.
(Caddock Reave)
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[18:29] Yellow hues take in the sight of the temple, much different then the Drakanite variant he'd bore witness to alongside Varceal and kin. The architecture was ancient but of their people from times passed. It was quite fascinating to see.

Not that sight-seeing was on there to-do list. No, what they came here for was to awaken the Spirit.

Tablet was fascinating to him, but lo and behold he knew not how to read. "Could someone tell me what it says..."
(Tono`tli)
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[18:30] Step by step, branch by branch...

They're eventually there, thankfully, and the stone slabs are immediately paid heed to. Sniffling, the swordsman's eyes merely stare for a time as his hands plant themselves on his hips.

What a damn shame he couldn't read.

"So..! What's the plan my friends? How do we wake him with these slabs exactly?" Peering about the masked swordsman's gaze drifts from person to person. He'd await an answer or at least someone to speak about what the slabs were.

Giving a light shrug he'd drift on over to Talacael's side. "Well, I'm with you then..! I do owe you a proper showing of what my performances are, do I not?" Flaring the usual fanged grin he'd merely await the departure.
(Eiji)
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[18:30] For a split second, she'd hold hands with Itoxual. Then the hunt was on!

"Bear, bear, bear, bear-"

When the group comes to a halt, Shining Sparkle stops in her tracks and bumps into Itzul's back. "Oof."

She'd take the time now to admire the temple before them. As confusing as the challenge before them were, the entertainer was sufficiently prepared to help wherever she was needed.

It turned out to be in Talacael's group, unsurprisingly.
(Shining Sparkle)
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[18:30] He would just follow whichever group Carnivore was apart of that was his only concern in this all, not really caring about which of the three he had to follow.
(Moka)
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[18:31] There was no hesitation or pause in the groups movement, the winding dirt paths traversed by the expedition as they continued to moved deeper and deeper down into the forest.

Until finally, stone slabs were revealed into their view. Talacael's emerald eyes scanned around, the surroundings taken in and examined with a swift look.

"Split up, my group will be heading for the herbs."

Talacael paused.

"Gou can take the brew, he's an alcoholic, I am sure he'll appease Eznite when the bear has awakened."

A slight jest, to ease any tension before he prepared to lead the group that had gradually formed behind him, down the path that would lead towards herbs.
(Talacael Meztin)
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[18:31] Carnivore is pondering whom has the Tribe's singular brain cell right now. It's clearly not Shining Sparkle.
(Carnivore)
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[18:31] They all head further and further into some of the deepest parts of the jungle, the Shaman feeling entirely in her element.. yet entirely out of it. K'ruthix stirring deep within her own essence, she observes the dilapidated temple..

The skeletons of course catching her attention, the tablet read aloud for all to hear she would hum briefly afterwards.. It made sense, it would be a bear coming out of a deep hibernation after all. "I will take a group, and we will go after the fish for the meal." She would nod a single time, offering Gou a squeeze of a hand before she would prepare to split up.

Letting those who would prepare to follow her get in tow, she would begin to head off in her direction when all was settled. "Once more, be careful."
(D'noxa Aba)
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[18:31] The choice was clear -- for Se-Young, any path that involved Itzcali was the one. And as if to punctuate that, a fist slammed against his open palm, floating behind his leader.

"Alright! Things are looking up."

But as expected, such a path was a given. No matter the case, in whatever capacity, Se-Young was going to be FEASTING.

A cursory look around to see who was part of Team Gou found himself pleased -- save for Feiyan. Of course it was Feiyan.

The author floated over and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Are you sure you can handle yourself, lad?"
(Kim Se-young)
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[18:31] Caddock snapped a finger, idly skimming the tablet's contents before stepping along.

"Aye. That he is. Seen Gou drink kegs while swimmin' in 'em."
(Caddock Reave)
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[18:32] Eyes study the tablet even as it is read aloud, giving curious 'hms' from time to time. The formula for success was stated to them plainly - all that they needed to do was see it through.

The Meztins knew the most about the beast spirits, and the Shaman Aba was also well equipped to lead a pack for the hunt for similar reasons. As such, he falls in line with Gou and prepares to search for...

"We need fish, smoking herbs, and brew. Sounds like a party and a half." A chuckle follows his response to Tono's question. And once he finds out they were going for the brew? The size of his smile only increases.

"Got it. We'll show caution."
(Itzcali)
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[18:32] Through the jungle they'd go. Following along a dirt path until they arrived the dilapidated temple. A rather unfortunate sight to say the least.

"Spirits. I was hoping it wouldn't be this bad."

The shaman can only sigh, as his mismatched hues of crimson, and emerald rest on the stone tablet. Knowing that a few within the tribes, cannot read. Namely Eiji. Gou read it aloud.

"Ezntie slumbers, for our own sake.
To awaken him, bring him a feast.
Gather fish, herbs to smoke, and brew the sacred Spirit Mead.
Partake of these three gifts at Midnight.
Feast, and gather the Aspects. Sate his rage,
Only then will the Great Ursine awaken."

A brief glance would be spared towards toward D'noxa, and Talacael.

"I'll take the-" Gou can only blink, as his brother brings his issue to light in front of the entire tribe. "Ale..." He mutters, before shaking his head.

"Come, come. Let's be off.-" Then Caddock jumps in "I hate both of you." Once more, he sighs, before motioning for those interested in following him.

"Let's go get the ale.."
(Gou Meztin)
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[18:32] Kim Se-young exclaims, "Drinkin' time, baby!"
[18:33] Advancing forward keeping a close eye through the forests- it seemed like she had a thousand yard stare that could see past the thick of branches and trees, the small openings as things pass by.

In that split moment she swore that she could have saw something move within them- however it was a familiar. That of her Ancestor. Only coming into view for a second before fading out of sight behind trees.

A sense of security could have been felt. However she was focused on what was ahead now. Fish- she would be with D'noxa's group to gather food for Eznite. Stacking up- eyes returned to watching those same flanks.


(Alkana Nixotl)
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[18:33] Eiji says, "... Holy shit, I love Eznite."
[18:33] Itoxual expected there to be a splitting of groups. This is probably one of the reasons why there was so many people joining in the first place. Itoxual hated to say it but within his mind he thought of some of the people who probably wouldn't make it. However it leaned more towards the weaker ones.

Survival of the fittest.

However, he felt more inclined to join the group that D'noxa led. Only because of what he was learning from her as a whole.

"Don't worry. Unlike some, I have a brain. Nor am I stupid enough to rush in without a second thought. You can count on me!"
(Itoxual)
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[18:34] He really has to stop finding himself in situations where drink is involved. The last time called him having to lug someone home, though he really didn't mind too much.

Still, the line is settled into because he has no other option really. He has to look out for these people, all of them.

"Yaah."
(Lyael)
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[18:34] Jani of course, moved to follow Talacael, no doubt D'noxa, Talacael, and Gou were to be the leaders. She'd have stepped up to the plate but oh well. She's still on her way to becoming chieftain.

The bodies in the temple, they seemed off to her. No sign of a struggle, just.. dead, why were they left behind, why weren't they laid to a proper rest?

Ezntie slumbers for our own sake, likely wording that meant he would attack, but to awaken him one needs food, fish could be his food. Hmm, overall it's a relatively simple tablet, but still provokes some thought, at least from Jani.

What the night would truly hold, she wondered, how many injuries would Tono and Gou have to take care of? Would Jani have to get in the way to protect a lesser protected individual? Would she even survive? She's ready to find out.
(Jani)
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[18:34] “Enzite is a powerful spirit. No doubt what is about to occur will not be an easy task.”

Crossing his arms. Ceres begins to recall the lesson he received from Gou about the four spirits. The bear stood out to him if he was recalling correctly.

“Let us move forward without hesitation”
(Ceres)
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[18:34] Feiyan glanced around for a few moments before ultimately going to follow Gou in line.

He was not a big drinker, nor did he know how to brew mead... But he would try his best.

"Uh, okay. Let's go!!"
(Feiyan Taiyang)
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[18:34] Following behind any group who needed an extra body the Ixtan boy held his rifle over his head and marched in tandem with them all. After the tablet was read he takes note of the fish part, that was something he could do. Bears liked fish, so this was.. understandable.

As he made his way into one of the groups he waited for the leaders to decide how to move forward. He looked around at the other groups and wondered what they would be tasked with.
(Favi Ixtan)
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[18:35] Blyth followed the other people toward that of the temple. Blyth wondered why there were so many dead bodies around. There forest around them seemed unfazed, almost like they chose to die here. But why?

Was it for the ritual? Or was it the Primordal Gods wishes? Either way it was strange. Though, thinking about the deaths of those who long since passed is irrelavent, but Blyth still had care.

Without much indication, Blyth held up his right hand up to his chest and hit himself in the direction of the bodies as a form of respect.

Yet, hearing the tablet's words, he thought about which group to follow. One needed to grab fish. One needed to gather Fish, herbs to smoke, and a bew of the sacred Spirit mead.

Blyth knew how to cook exceptionally well, though he wasn't sure who else did. Not to mention he was good at finding herbs.

Though seeing everyone splitting up, he seemed just to follow D'noxa's group out of familiarity as most cats would anyway.

Apparently the group was going to gather the fish. That was perfectly fine by him.

He gave a simple nod and held his arms to his side, eyeing around the forest. He didn't know why, but it felt like a storm was brewing for this.
(Blyth)
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[18:35] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "...herb, herb, herb, herb!"
[18:35] Kim Se-young exclaims, "Time to bleed!!"
[18:35] Tono`tli asks, "Is it a special herb?"
[18:35] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "Probably!"
[18:35] Eiji exclaims, "Reed, my friends, reed..!"
[18:35] Shining Sparkle says, "I like how Talacael's group is the only one with no humans."
[18:35] Itzul says, "Herbs. Great pick, Talacael."
[18:35] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "Fitting!"
[18:35] Itzul says, "The herbs."
[18:35] Favi Ixtan says, "Favi has fishing pole."
[18:41] {NARRATION} Gou takes his group of tribespeople on the rightmost path, leading to a large prairie full of trees. Massive beehives adorn each tree, buzzing with the attention of large bees. The swarms buzz around the party, but seem incredibly docile.

So docile, that a bee the size of a man bumps into Gou and completely flies past him without even stinging him.

Mead requires honey, and this honey requires special attention to harvest. Those with a connection to the stars, or those with a connection to ethereal magics could feel the honey flowing from these hives to have a connection to the spirit realm.

A dangerous harvest, if they mess up.

[Each party member will roll a D20 for their participating in harvesting honey. Party members with cosmic or energy magic will get a bonus based on their current level of mastery. Owning at least a normal spell is a +1, owning an intermediate is a +3, or owning a hidden one of those two skills is a +5 to the roll]
[18:47] He has never been afraid of insects of any sort. Squashing them if need be, moving around them when required. Some? He just plain ignored.

But these? These weren't just your average every day insects. These were advanced insects. Bees the size of their own selves, creatures that looked, if pissed off, like they could give you a true run for your money.

And while poison from a regular thing left people hurt and usually unaffected, these were the sorts that seemed. . deadly.

Lyael takes his time with participation, allowing his increased sensory space from his gentle winds to guide him around unneeded objects.
(Lyael)
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[18:47] Caddock was not a beekeeper. He did not know how to harvest honey, nor did he a connection that fully encouraged understanding of that which they sought after. A hand rises, rubbing at his eyepatch, as he stepped forth - a wary gaze spared for each and every passing bee.

It was a strange sensation. He couldn't see it, but the flashes suggested otherwise -

Caddock follows the lead of his peers, attempting to harvest while he droned out the distractions.
(Caddock Reave)
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[18:47] Itzcali lifts a brow as a bee bumps into Gou and then keeps buzzing by on its merry way.

There was potential for them to stealthily harvest the honey, but it was a bit harder for the nagual than most. He weaves and floats by the docile bees and aims to collect the honey within a contained provided to him from Kim's bag.

Everyone knew that Kim Se-young had jars.

"Here goes nothing. Oh-" He immediately messes up and stares as a pointer is aimed at him.

"Mmn." The shadowmancer cloaks himself in the umbral and floats backwards, intent with allowing the others to handle this part.
(Itzcali)
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[18:47] As the man sized bee buzzed past Gou he wonders if they were sentient, he wanted one as a friend! However that just wasn't going to happen now was it. He followed behind the others and mimicked them trying to get enough honey to bring back.

Manifesting a smaller version of his conjurer's bubble to contain globs of the sweet spiritual honey all at once. He figured that he could get a lot this way right?

Yet.. something felt weird, like he had done something wrong, he tips over on the floor spilling a little bit of the honey, his eyes widen behind his mask wondering how the bee's would react to it. Perhaps they wouldn't maybe they'd be more pissed with him taking the honey itself.

"Uh oh..."
(Favi Ixtan)
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[18:47] As the shaman leads his group down the rightmost path, his head idly rocks from side to side. He was beyond ecstatic right now. The past two spirits had been woken up with a fraction of the people present with him right now, and the fact that so many people had showed up to aid him in his quest, made him so very happy.

To the point that he doesn't even notice the giant bee getting near him, which he happens to bump into. Yet, it didn't seem to care! None... Of the bees really seemed to care.

"Right! So, this should be simple. All we have to do is harvest a fair amount of this honey!"

Nothing more needed to be said really, as the shaman got to work harvesting some of the spiritual honey. Were it not for his deep connection with his star, and the spirits for that matter, perhaps he would have fallen into some amount of harm while undergoing this process.

Thankfully... That wouldn't be the case.

Right?
(Gou Meztin)
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[18:49] Was like taking candy from a baby.

Having followed Gou on the rightmost path (in spite of the fact that they were clearing the middle line...) the darkness in the forest gradually becomes a comforting friend as he floats ever-so silently along with the rest of his compatriots, humming a barely audible song to himself.

It was until a distinct thudding noise did Se-Young tune back into reality, and his eyes followed the path of the very bee that bumped into Gou earlier.

An internal scream, followed by the sharp inhale through his teeth. Insects, arachnids, whatever creepy-crawly name there is! Couldn't stand them.

A dour cloud washed over his face as he got to work. He knew what to do, and had a surprising amount of aptitude on mead-making.

A sigh followed by hovering over to a nearby tree, he just knew where to hit it like the Fonz slapping the jukebox, Se-Young collected the honey in one of those JARS Itzcali knows he had.

Easy...NOPE.

"Ah, well. Dear, Cali. I think I speak for all of us when I say -- BOOK IT, MAN!"
(Kim Se-young)
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[18:49] The Kitsune follows in tune, and as they go to collect honey, the Kitsune glances around- carefully, he moves past the bees as the Taiyang flies effortlessly..

Feiyan doesn't actually know how to harvest honey, but he looks around and copies everyone - perhaps poorly, while his cosmic aura glows- and teems with light, calming and serene to the bees around him.

Hopefully, calming enough that they don't turn on the group...
(Feiyan Taiyang)
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[18:50] Favi Ixtan says, "Bzzz"
[18:51] Lyael asks, "Oh....-ugh...buzz?"
[18:53] {NARRATION} The group's ability to deftly secure the Spirit Honey does not come without difficulty. While they are able to not disturb the entire hive during this collection, two of the larger bees take notice.

They look beyond pissed.

Both of them buzz in rage at the invaders stealing their precious honey, and dive stinger-first at the party. Each hornet fades from physical space every so often, attempting to get the jump on these tribesmen.

It's a fight!
[18:53] Kim Se-young exclaims, "Itzcali -- It's kill or be killed!"
[18:53] Itzcali says, "No more heroes, then."
[18:53] Lyael asks, "You mean, Bee Killed, right?"
[18:53] Kim Se-young exclaims, "Rely on me baby!"
[18:54] Lyael says, "Gou, let's keep these things slowed."
[18:54] Gou Meztin says, "Of course."
[18:54] Kim Se-young exclaims, "My darling Itzcali, I'll be your rearguard -- naturally!"
[18:55] Itzcali says, "Just don't break the honey pots, sweetheart."
[18:57] Caddock Reave says, "Fuckin' BEES."
[18:58] Lyael says, "Those stingers are huge."
[18:58] Lyael gulps.
(Lyael)
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[18:59] {Won Restrained RPB against Spirit Hornet}
[19:01] Itzcali whispers: (i have lax essence babe don't waste the elixir)
[19:02] Kim Se-young whispers: (Naturally
[19:03] ** Spirit Hornet has inflicted an injury upon Kim Se-young. ("Spirit Sting ", "Kim is stung by one of the Spirit Hornets, resulting in a medium-sized puncture wound on his chest. The wound leaks a cosmic poison, shifting his conscious between the Spirit and Physical realms while the poison remains. ", "Temporary", "Duration: Short (1 day)") **
[19:06] {NARRATION} The horror of these killer bees descends upon the party, lunging with their stingers and fading between planes. Every so often, the hornets shift towards another tribesperson in an attempt to sting them to death, launching gusts of energy with the intent to impale.

The group, however, overcomes the murderous hornets and saves the honey. Each of the two bees flee after being brought low, and the hive settles down now that the threat was over.

Not only do they leave with the honey for the ritual, but they leave with three extra jars. Potent in their strength as a medium to the Spirit Realm, but dangerous if taken raw.

But, this potent slurry could be brewed into something far more safe.
[19:10] Caddock wavered to and 'fro in the midst. Jabbed stingers are deftly avoided with a swiftness befitting of his stature. Waves of ice and sleet shelter him and bat away his foes, overtaking everything in an instant and then dispersing in the moment that is to follow - calculated, swift, and unforgiving motion.

All the while, emerald rains down. Blood coagulates and erupts, bent to his whim and freezing all the same.

A pirate was a pirate, though, and as the additional jars remain, so, too, does Caddock's curiosity - and thus, would he attempt to grab one. There I no rushed motion. No exaggerative step. He was making it clear he wanted one, and stepping forth to claim it with appropriate time to be contested.

How polite!
(Caddock Reave)
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[19:11] His has always been a combat style of incredible aggression tempered with a constant inhibition of his opponent. Cardinal winds, though perhaps not so cardinal in this place, are a brutal combination with the weathers of time and other magics to weigh down these deadly creatures.

They work in tandem, eventually coming out on top and leaving non of them too badly injured. Or, at least so he figures. As he looks over the lot of them, it becomes obvious that not everyone went unscathed.

"Ah?"
(Lyael)
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[19:11] As the bubble comes forth to shield him from the stinger, he jumps back trying his best to avoid the hornets. How could he befriend one? With a bit of honey on his hand he tried to coax one into coming near him, just briskly avoiding their stinger his bubble pops the instant it came in contact with it.

"WOOO!"

He screams clutching onto one of its legs and trying to ride it. Within three seconds of his wild ride he's thrown off but he's thrilled, they were powerful, fast too! His lightning abilities barely had any effect on the stubborn creatures, they seemed unfazed, only reacting to the older and stronger members of the tribes attacks.

"OOF! FAVI OKAY!" He screams getting up.

As he turns around he the hornets were gone and the honey was theirs for the taking.

"Is this enough?" He asks scooping up a few more honey globs in his bubble.
(Favi Ixtan)
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[19:12] Killer bees.

Something Gou never wanted to face again. There was something about giant insects that just unsettled the man. Yet thankfully, he wasn't alone! Through the combined efforts of the tribe, they were able to best the damnable insects.

And with it, their honey, would become uncontested. Which suited him just fine.

"Perfect." He'd mutter, as his attention drifted over towards some of the leftover honey. Something that had clearly picked Caddock's interest. His mismatched gaze only lingers there for a moment, before his attention shifts over towards Kim.

"-Spirits. Are you alright?" He'd ask, as he moved over towards his friend. The leftover honey had been shifted towards the back of his mind. On this day he wouldn't be claiming any of the glorious honey.
(Gou Meztin)
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[19:14] They were pesky bees, and also lethal.

The dance with the winged devils causes a great manor of strain on his frame, but he doesn't become deathly serious until Kim is caught in the wake of a hornet's attack.

Itzcali blitzes forth with the shadows clinging to his frame and strikes through the stinger of one of Se-young's attacker, bending it to a point where the spirit would need to readjust itself before attacking in the future.

"It's lucky that it didn't have kneecaps. You alright, Kim? Favi?" He glances back to the others, studying them and leaving the extra honey to the others.
(Itzcali)
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[19:15] Caddock Reave says, "That was fuckin' weird."
[19:15] "I'm bring up the rear, Cali. Here is your succor!"

With a snap of his fingers, a self-serving look of satisfaction crosses his face, blessing everyone within the vicinity of his magic a momentary heal.

For the moment, things were going well. Se-Young's movements was like a dance as he spun his water-form blade into whips and even more deadly shards of ice. Suffice to say, he was doing well and feeling just fine...

...Though that's not to say the magical rebound from overuse of ice magic did not take its toll -- there was a certain juncture where his own magic began to freeze him inside out.

And that flicker of weakness was all a single hornet needed, as its stinger comfortably found its way into his chest. He jerks, surprised, unable to cry out in pain. Confusion sets in first, then the realization.

He ought to have counted his lucky stars -- should he have any -- that the selfsame man he was protecting finished the hornet off before the author wrote his final chapter.

After the battle, he found himself in a daze very unlike Luna's time magic or whatever kind of poison -- he found himself with a tentative grip on reality.
While a hand touched his gaping wound, it came away not just bloody, but...sticky?

"Uh? No -- this is actually nothing, ugh. Nothing I haven't suffered yet! Let's move on friends we've some excess honey to -- ngh -- to keep!"

Before anyone could stop him, he continued onward...
(Kim Se-young)
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[19:16] Moonlight magics come to his form, enlightening his body- and showering the field in ice that he creates. Magic follows in his wake, waving his stave through the air as they finally manage to dissuade the bees. Finally, the honey was theirs.

Quickly, he sets onto collecting the honey needed for the ritual, collecting it into jars- and eventually, seeing if anyone would notice if the Taiyang would take some of his own!

".. I need this for. A thing!"
(Feiyan Taiyang)
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[19:16] Gou Meztin says, "Does... Anyone else want the honey? If not... I'll probably take it to make more ale..."
[19:16] Gou Meztin says, "I don't have a problem."
[19:16] Gou Meztin says, "I swear."
[19:16] Kim Se-young says, "I've no issue."
[19:18] Kim Se-young asks, "Ugh...Cali do you have anything topical I can apply on this -- ngh -- wound?"
[19:18] Itzcali says, "I do. Come here."
[19:18] Favi Ixtan says, "Favi wants honey.."
[19:20] Itzcali hands the topical cream over to Kim regardless to use when he needed it.

Or when he could.

Looking to Favi after, a light shrug is given.

"I'm not sure who got the honey, but you can definitely talk to them and bargain for it later. For now? Let's stay focused on the tasks ahead.

We still have a lot of ground to cover."

And partying to do.
(Itzcali)
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[19:20] {ITEM} Traded item with Itzcali: Lax Essence
[19:21] Itzul asks, "Jani. Can you heat my tea up with that branch?"
[19:21] A blink, as he holds out his hand to take the tincture.

"Right. I'll be applying this as we go on. Can't miss the feast, ah? Ahahaha -- ugh."

He retreats to the back of the line to nurse his wounds.
(Kim Se-young)
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[19:21] Itzul says, "It's boring tea now.."
[19:21] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "We need to put out the next fire sooner!"
[19:21] Shining Sparkle says, "Talacael was so close..."
[19:22] Itzul says, "Sparkle. I was on the brink."
[19:22] Eiji exclaims, "But the fire was so pretty..!"
[19:22] Itzul says, "I'm pretty sure I went down with the tree!.."
[19:22] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "She was hot, I know!"
[19:22] Shining Sparkle says, "Oh."
[19:22] Shining Sparkle says, "It's okay, Itzul."
[19:22] Shining Sparkle says, "You tried."
[19:22] Talacael Meztin says, "..."
[19:22] Itzul says, "But it was after it was over."
[19:22] Talacael Meztin says, "Let's forget about the tree, no more pressure on Eiji."
[19:22] Itzul says, "So it doesn't count."
[19:22] Itzcali says, "You're alive still, brother? That's great."
[19:22] Talacael Meztin says, "It was an accident after all."
[19:22] Itzul asks, "Are you.. surprised?"
[19:22] Eiji exclaims, "Oh, I didn't set it on fire. But I WISH I was the one who set it on fire..!"
[19:22] Itzcali says, "Not at all. Just making conversation."
[19:22] Itoxual says, "Easy stuff."
[19:22] Laughing in her excitement, she briefly hugs Talacael from behind.

"Alright!"

They'd tried at least. Eiji's sins would be pardoned.
(Shining Sparkle)
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[19:23] Lyael says, "Seems like everyone's alive, still. Bee careful from here on out. "
[19:23] Gou snickers.
(Gou Meztin)
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[19:23] Kim Se-young says, "Not funny! Ngh..."
[19:23] Kim Se-young says, "Actually yeah it was pretty funny."
[19:24] Gou Meztin says, "I can't bee-lieve you did that."
[19:24] Approaching Gou he only wanted it now that he didn't have any. He stares at the honey and then turns away, he had to refrain for now. Itzcali was right though, they did have more ground to cover. He places his hand on his head and turns around.

"Favi just wants a scoop!" He squealed to himself in a hushed tone.

He paces around in circles now waiting for everyone to regroup. Maybe he would get to taste some of the final product? It looked and smelled sweet, how could such a treat get any better?
(Favi Ixtan)
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[19:24] Lyael snorts.
(Lyael)
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[19:24] Gou Meztin says, "I can give you a scoop later, Favi. Promise."
[19:25] Favi Ixtan exclaims, "Okay!"
[19:25] Jani says, "We almost got Talacael a wife."
[19:25] Jani says, "but she was too hot."
[19:26] Kim Se-young says, "We got the honey, baby! "
[19:26] Carnivore says, "..."
[19:26] Gou Meztin says, "Sad."
[19:26] Eiji says, "Arbor smells so nice under a decent flame!- Such is life, though."
[19:26] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "We'll keep trying!"
[19:26] Carnivore sighs, her golem dropping off an enormous salmon. Dinner was served.
(Carnivore)
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[19:26] Jani exclaims, "We woodn't want to give up on him!"
[19:26] Talacael cries internally at the puns.
(Talacael Meztin)
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[19:26] Shining Sparkle says, "I don't think we were barking up the wrong tree."
[19:27] Jani asks, "Maybe we should leaf him alone for a bit?"
[19:27] Eiji asks, "Maybe we should ash them next time..?"
[19:27] Lyael exclaims, "Bee quiet!"
[19:27] Jani says, "Oakay."
[19:28] {NARRATION} It is two hours to Midnight.

All three teams return, with Talacael and Gou coming close while D'Noxa leads her group just behind. With them, a spread of offerings to Eznite. A bounty of fish, a plethora of smoking herbs, and jars of spirit honey to be brewed into mead.

All that's left is to prepare the feast.

Fish must be cut and cooked, herbs must be crushed and prepared, and honey must be brewed. Eznite will not accept a meagre offering of simply raw foods; there is an expectation of greatness.

The Spirit of Revelry, War, and Slumber must be appeased.

(Alchemists roll a d20 for the honey, with bonuses based on every level of alchemy with tier 1 giving a 5+ and tier 5 giving a 1+.

Runescribes do the same for the the herbs, and cooks do the same for the fish. Cooks are based on every 20% of cooking mastery. Multiple people can roll, and you can take the highest. This will help lower the difficulty for the upcoming fights. )
[19:31] Carnivore doesn't cook or do alchemy. She's not doing any of this. She's really just along to kill things and make sure the Tribe doesn't do anything too stupid.
(Carnivore)
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[19:32] Alkana has no practice in Alchemy or Runewriting either, she is just along as a bit of muscle. She'd try to cook though..
(Alkana Nixotl)
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[19:33] While the crafters work hard, Shining Sparkle plays around in the sand.
(Shining Sparkle)
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[19:33] Jani does it all, this time she focused her runescribing efforts on the herbs, to help make sure the herbs were jussssst right!
(Jani)
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[19:33] Tono`tli joins Sparkles off in the back. Building a sand-castle to pass the time.
(Tono`tli)
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[19:33] Whilst the other Alchemists and cooks were pressing onward with prep, Blyth made sure to grab and help out with the first that was needed for the feast.
(Blyth)
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[19:34] The boy instantly went to go help with the preparation of the honey and mead, as being an alchemist for a few years now this would be relatively easy.

Expecting to have to do this on his own, the boy was shocked to see the Shaman work so efficiently in the preparation by his side.

"Never figured you knew much about alchemy Gou." Said in genuine praise, as they finished.
(Moka)
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[19:34] …

Perhaps all the smoke from before had interfered with his senses, but the chieftain was barely any help when it came to matter of the honey, his lids blinking as he stared.

"..."

Luckily, Moka was around.
(Talacael Meztin)
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[19:34] Eiji, by all means, can't exactly help in this area! He's no cook nor is he no brewer. Thus the Kitsune merely stands nearby to aid in lighting any fires, large or small, to aid the creations.

When he's not helping those prepare the feast then Eiji remains smoking his reed. Moseying, dancing, and shifting about the open area he'd pass his joint to those that desired it.

"Well isn't this just a LOVELY way to honor a spirit..!" The swordsman cackled, enjoying the revelry far before it should even begin.
(Eiji)
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[19:34] Like some sort of gremlin, Gou gets to work.

While his brother was busy failing at making ale, or whatever it was he was doing, Gou would begin his own quest. That to make the perfect mead. Seeing as he was a raging alcoholic... He knew a thing, or two about good ale.

So, making his way over towards one of the other alchemist, that being Moka, Gou would begin to aid them.

"Huh? Alchemy... No. I just know a lot about alcohol. Don't read too much into it."
(Gou Meztin)
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[19:35] In the meantime, there was some self-care needed to be done. He retreats behind a tree and collapses against it, touching the wound once more.

Two finger scoops worth of lax essence was applied onto it, albeit slowly -- it hurt worse than it looks.

"Hoookay. This is gonna pass. I feel like someone keeps slapping the back of my blasted head with a sledgehammer."
(Kim Se-young)
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[19:35] Alongside Tono, Shining pats down wet sand to build up a miniature castle.

Incredibly distracted.

"Talacael, pitch in over here! We need help aligning the flags...!"
(Shining Sparkle)
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[19:36] {NARRATION} All of the tribespeople work into the night for this feast. Itzcali takes charge with the preparation of the fish, laying out row after row of sliced salmon and other freshwater fish. The result is a mouthwatering display of seafood, fit for a bear.

Jani prepares the bowls for lighting the herbs, scribing runes onto various stands and urns to keep them lit through the night. It's perfect- not a trace of bitter or acrid smells.

Gou, in his alcoholic knowledge, brews an acceptable offering of Spirit Mead. Bottle after bottle is churned out in a baffling display of brewing mastery.

By the end of it, the table is set for Eznite to awaken.

Now, it is time to feast.

Runes on the side of the table begin to glow as the myriad energies of the Ursine spirit rumble. All of them would stumble as sleep takes hold of them, the offering is accepted.

Hopefully, they don't fall and hit their head on a rock when they fall asleep.
[19:37] Kim was holding a rock at the time and accidentally drops it on Feiyan's head killing him instantly
(Kim Se-young)
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[19:38] Eyeballing the honey Favi was holding firm to Gou's promise. He was salivating behind his mask. To keep himself sane he placed his hands on his heads and named every lizard he had back in his room.

"Horrrrnnn tail.. newt... red salamander.. uhh.. uhh.. hmm anole.. hmm.."

Before he knew it the meal is done and everything is prepped, he skids through the sands eager to grab just one beautiful golden glob of honey. He smirks as he could see it just in reach, but suddenly.. he fell down face forward blacking out.

What just happened?
(Favi Ixtan)
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[19:38] Cooked fish?

Itzcali shakes his head as the deceased swimmers are presented. If he was going to cook for Eznite, it would be something truly grand.

The pelt of the beast continues to ooze a crimson liquor, only to have it evaporate soon after it trailed down. His sleeves are rolled up, and the panther chef directs a few of the Tribefolk to assist with the cleaning and skinning of what would be an incredible feast for the lot of them later.

"Itzul! We need more spices. We can't present plain fish to the Spirits."

"Lyael! Have you never actually put a stick through a fish before?! Rotate it counter-clockwise. And for Ixlitli's sake, Shining Sparkle! We'll need spirit fingers over the dish the ENTIRE time or else the flavor won't come out right."

A Moxtli version of Chef Gordon, attitude in all.

But they get the job done. The finished dish is worthy of at least five stars.
(Itzcali)
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[19:38] The group of herb gatherers were the first to return to the temple, with bundles upon bundles of greens. Itzul placed his load on the table, moving to a wall to recline against. He'd sip away at a cup of cold tea whilst awaiting the other party's return.

The bounties of their joint efforts were shown. A plethora of fish, flora and honey. All of it must be refined and prepared for the ensuing feast.

Being a natural hunter, Itzul had moderate competency when it came to cooking. And so, he plucked up a few fish and went to cooking them. The species of them was foreign. The traditional ways of smoking them didn't work in the slightest.

The pile he collected and 'cooked' was now a pile of ash. A pathetic attempt; he really was the disappointment of the Azcatli siblings.
(Itzul)
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[19:39] They all worked as hard as they could to prepare for the feast, the Shaman taking he part in descaling their catch with thin sheets of water.. but she wasn't allowed to cook at home.

She wouldn't start here.

Though it all came together in the end, her gaze assessing all of it with some admiration. "Good job everyonnn--" Then she fell onto the ground, landing on the dirt with a soft thud as sleep overtook her.

This would either go really well, or really bad.
(D'noxa Aba)
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[19:39] The Dryad would yawn. The evening took it's toll on her in itself, and the magic of slumber certainly did not help her situation. Carnivore however, slept quite a bit oddly compared to most of Moxtli. Where everyone else was falling over sleepily onto the earth, her eyes simply glazed over.

She was doing the standing and sleeping thing again, the one that bothered Moka so much.
(Carnivore)
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[19:39] As she worked on the runes on the stands and the urns, she had to get them just right. These weren't just for armor, they weren't going to be batted around and reapplied in time, these were for a great spirit. Jani took a bit of extra time to have them turn out perfect. Thus making the herbs just right!

As she moved to take a seat somewhere, the runes upon the table lit up the area, and a wave of drowsiness washed over her.

"Itzul.." she said as exhaustion overtook her and she drifted down to the ground only to fall asleep.
(Jani)
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[19:39] The feast was crafted, his brother's alcoholism coming into play rather nicely, an admiring gaze placed onto the fine dishes and runes that decorated the table that would soon be sacrificed towards Eznite.

"Perfect."

Talacael softly mumbled, the invitation to planting flags into a sandcastle by Shining Sparkle gained his attention, an eyebrow quirking for a moment in question.

Before he stumbled, outstretched foot planting itself into the sand momentarily as if to regain balance, before finally he collapsed into the sand below.

And luckily, he didn't splatter his brains on any rocks!
(Talacael Meztin)
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[19:39] Just kidding. That was a weird astral projection-type dream he just had. In no condition to cook, he lounged by the tree watching the tribe get to work.

And then when it was time for the feast, the weariness in his eyes made it difficult for him to discern if this was just another 'episode' or a herald for something greater.

Regardless, he drifts off to sleep...

...And dreams about dropping a bakugan on Feiyan's stupid face.
(Kim Se-young)
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[19:39] A busy day. A busy night. Caddock hurries himself to and 'fro, aiding where necessary and where applicable given his lack of expertise upon the topics necessary. A brute force, casual errand sort of aid - but throughout it all, and at the very end of it, would their results shine true - and in that would come what they sough tafter.

Flop.

Caddock snoozes on the sand, a hand resting over his functional eye.
(Caddock Reave)
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[19:39] For the first time in his life... Being an alcoholic paid off!

Thankfully though, he had the assistance of an actual alchemist to actually make the thing. Which is of course, very important. Which of course, means they managed to make an ale suitable enough for the great bear spirit. Which would swiftly be placed upon the bear's table.

"Perfect-"

He'd mutter, before he felt sleep take hold of him. For what reason... He couldn't quite tell you, but- Yup. The ground was almost certainly getting closer to him.

Yup, and now he's asleep on the ground.
(Gou Meztin)
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[19:39] Eventually that time passes by in a near blur. Cackling and laughing away the performer stumbles on over to the table. Surely Eznite would appear at the head of it right?

… Well, he was heading towards the table, but the spirits had other plans.

Upon his next spinning step he'd fall to his knees. Lighthearted laughter falls down into groggy, lightheaded chuckles. When had he rested his head upon the ground again..? Slowly his eyelids grow all the heavier as he's invited on into a slumber.

Would he still have his act in the world of the resting..?
(Eiji)
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[19:39] He's absolutely had it up to here with Chef Itzcali, eyes rolling as he works his poor fingers to the bone threading fish properly with sticks.

Or at least he'd like to believe he's doing it right. it's very lucky they don't have aprons, otherwise he'd take them and tell them to fuck off or something.

It's hours later when they finally finish, and it is hours later when sleep suddenly overwhelms them all. His eyes struggle to remain opened, but he has no luck.

He dozes.
(Lyael)
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[19:40] Blyth helped Itzcali in cutting and laying out the slices of Salmon for the ritual, following his directions as he was probably the better skilled individual for this. Not to mention his commitment for the tribe as a whole.

He made sure to follow the directions and move swiftly through his natural speed and prowess over lightning.

Before too long, the feast was set out and the runes were starting to awaken. But he felt sleepy for some reason. His energy started to go on a fritz for a moment, almost like glitching, but he sat down before flying back, falling asleep, even when he tried to fight that tiredness.
(Blyth)
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[19:40] Tono'tli kept himself busy doing anything and everything, he's sand-castle rising to perfection and smashing just as the waves set in. By the time the feast is done, he'd stand close to the table. Watching in awe as the runes began to glow. The Spirit-Bear was upon them, and he was not worthy!

Though, it's a sight he's not able to enjoy. For suddenly a strange bout of fatigue would take hold of him. It was hard to resist, no doubt a result of the Reed-fumes permeating the air. Thanks Gou.

He falls upon his back then, body landing on the sand with a soft thud.
(Tono`tli)
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[19:40] It was a wonderful sight to see and also an impressive one at that. All those that were experienced in their trade were working hard aiming to not disappoint the Bear Spirit Eznite. Itzcali was one helluva cook and it showed- Jani writing runes to perfection and Gou brewing the finest of alcohol. A damn good feast indeed.

A few jitters here and there, still suffering from her injuries despite still having that healing elixier. In the coming moments as the feast was finished, in the coming moments eyelids got heavy and mind got foggy with a feeling so groggy.

In that moment she falls to the knees and then into the sand. Trying to fight the fatigue was impossible it seemed.
(Alkana Nixotl)
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[19:41] Torn from her artful crafting, she finds herself scolded by Itzcali. "You told me there was five minutes left to arrange them, chef! It's not my fault!" she wails.

Why did she feel so stressed out?

Somehow, someway, they managed to get everything done save for getting the flags in the castle. She collapses directly beside it.
(Shining Sparkle)
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[19:41] "Oh. Spices."

Discarding the pile of horribly burnt fish, Itzul wanders off to aid his brother. Rummaging through the pile of herb they collected, he'd pick a few, snapping their stalks and sniffing them.

Identifying a few that possessed a pleasant spice, grinding them against the table with a rough stone.

A handful of the ground spice would be extended to his brother, to use however he wished.

"Here you go, Itzcali. The richest spice I could find."
(Itzul)
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[19:42] Itzul says, "..."
[19:42] After finishing and the food was presented, the boy would slowly fall to the ground before passing out on the floor, being better then Tono it was only a given that he wouldn't hit his head.
(Moka)
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[19:42] Itoxual was glad that they were all able to finally create together the feast needed to be accepted as the offering. Drinks were made, fish were cooked, and everything was properly prepared for the food to eaten.

"Oh, yeah. This is what I call a tribe-work effort! Did I not sleep enough?--"

Bink!

It seemed Itoxual was the one who was close enough to a rock that his body forcing him to sleep caused him to hit it smack down. One braincell down.
(Itoxual)
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[19:43] Feiyan assists, wherever possible, even if it is minimal in truth. Little did he know.

Alchemy wasn't his forte, neither was scribing.. Nor cooking, even if he often practiced it. Even so, when sleep comes to lull them in, the Kitsune feels it- like a heavy blanket tossed over one's head.

Wordlessly, he begins his own slumber.
(Feiyan Taiyang)
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[19:43] Caught up in his work, the nagual hadn't even noticed the fainted Jani. Removing his cloak, he'd bundle the cloth up and place it under the resting lapine's head. A makeshift pillow.
(Itzul)
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[19:45] Carnivore says, "help there's no dirt here PANIC"
[19:51] {NARRATION} When the company of Tribespeople awaken, they find themselves in the stars. Standing upon stardust, no longer surrounded by trees but by lights in the sky. Before them, they see him.

Enzite, slumbing within the stars. His form is naught but a constellation, physically locked away thanks to the sacrifice of those from before. As they approach, three warriors bar their path.

The leaders of the previous ritual, guardians of Eznite that ensured his spirit would not be released onto the physical realm incomplete. Aspects of the Bear that were split to ensure their defense.

Revelry, a stalwart wall that would stand in joy for the defense of his spirit.

War, an unstoppable force that would reek havoc within the ranks of his spirit's enemies.

Sleep, a guardian that would bring reprieve to those who would defend her spirit.

They spoke in complete unison,

"We will not allow you to face Eznite's Wrath, lest you unleash it onto the physical world as a wraith."

"You must show the three of us that you are willing and able to sate his rage."

"Prepare yourselves!"
[19:55] Rather than picking herself up from the sand, Shining Sparkle finds herself cast out in a void. Stars stretched out as far as the eye could see in a delightfully glittery display.

"Jani, you did too good a job with the herbs!"

Maybe it was her fault, maybe not. Nevertheless the entertainer stands by while looking to the three that stood before them.

"We'll do our best! We will, we will!"

Perhaps this would be their greatest obstacle yet.
(Shining Sparkle)
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[19:57] They were in a realm that almost reminded her of the one they were pulled into to fight K'ruthix for the final time.. her gaze settling upon Eznite himself. The constellation of a bear resting behind the Aspects that guard him.

Yet she had something on their side as well.

"I have dealt with Wraiths and Spirits all of my life.. we will prove ourselves however we must." The primordial and carnal energies of the Aspect of Carnage surrounding the Shaman's form and radiating outwards, the red tattoos she bore glowing brightly.

"His rage will be sated, and he will return as his truest self." Her spiritual presence growing and expanding, there was much more to she than met the eye.
(D'noxa Aba)
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[19:57] Falling into his sleep the awaken in a formless and endless field of cosmic emptiness with a cryptic ambience as he would look around in confusion, feeling a bit more secure seeing fellow tribesmen by his side.

But what made him the most relieved was seeing Carnivore here as well. With a deep breath he tried to gather his wit as the three aspects spoke, understanding his situation more and more.

He had a feeling this would be more difficult, much more difficult and all he could do was ready himself. Grabbing his staff, with a smile despite being confused, all of this was a rush to him, so he couldn't help but grin.
(Moka)
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[19:57] It felt like he had merely blinked, and suddenly the environment around them had changed completely. No longer were they surrounded by sand, but instead the glittering stars within the skies.

But, the sight of the celestial bodies didn't take up all his attention, instead it instantly locked on the body of Eznite. The third spirit they had encountered within their genereation.

Their goal, so close, a hint of fervour entering the view of the normally stoic chieftain.

"We understand."

Another test to be had. This one of combat, the bow within his grip only further gained a tightened hand, his lips parted again, a hint of respect remaining within his gaze towards the trio of guardians before them.

"Before we begin. Thank you, for protecting Eznite. When he is awakened again, he will be treated with the respect that he deserves."
(Talacael Meztin)
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[19:57] Carnivore yawned, stirring in the-

HOLY FUCK WE'RE IN SPACE.

For a moment, legitimate terror and panic fill the Dryad as there's no earthly substances about her, and that is a very bad thing for a Dryad. Yet, given she's still alive...

She focuses on the entities that emerge, taking a deep breath. Was there even air to breathe? This realm was a strange one.

She figured it must be the world of spirits. Or, the world of dreams. Maybe somewhere between them. Either way, it was no mortal plane, and therefore, she need not panic for the lack of life she saw about her. Instead, she focused herself, her children sprouting from her figure defensively.

"It seems we're close to Eznite. Let's make quick work of these lesser spirits. I don't like this place at all."
(Carnivore)
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[19:57] Tono'tli 'awakens' to find himself hovering above the very stars themselves. It was as if he were falling and flying both at the same time and oft reminded him of that one time he got high around the Camp-fire with Chieftain and friends.

Was this perhaps Cat-Heaven?

He looks around to find his cat friends, though unfortunately none were present. Instead what greeted them were the spectral forms of Eznite's guardians. Spirits that offer a test upon all present.

What fun.
(Tono`tli)
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[19:57] All in time the Kitsune awakens, and near immediately his hands move to his face. It mattered little to him if his body was still maimed. What mattered in that very moment was the act he had upon his fact.

The vulpine mask remained.

Exhaling a relieved sigh his eyes soon fall towards the slumbering bear within the stars. Narrowing his gaze from the spirits towards the very aspects he sports a determined smirk. This was it - This was where he proved himself worthy of Eznite's audience.

Drawing the behemoth-blade the swordsman's chin tilts upwards. "Willing and able? Always..! For with Eznite there remains glory that I seek. Now..! Come, come." Crimson motes collect upon the length of Khazid.

"Let me show you how Ceti and I perform. I'll be back for more blessings in due time..!" Why wouldn't he be? Eznite provided them all with glory in war! Dragging the palm of his hand across the bloodthirsty weapon he'd let the ichor spill out into the empty air.

"For Eznite! For the glory I shall bring them and Ceti both."
(Eiji)
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[19:58] Caddock understood now, more-so than ever, the depth of the situation. As they drift, a collective whole, projected forth by the whims of the beast they sought to unburden and unbind, would Caddock's hand finally drift away from the empty socket.

"Lads." he spoke.

"Let's show 'em what's up."

Caddock reached into the nothingness that constituted their ascension, gripping something. He flicks it forth, donning the sunglasses of old. The coat is shed, revealing a pristine floral design lost to the annals of time - and in that, Caddock found completion.

He was getting serious.

"I'll follow yer' lead, Gou. Tala."
(Caddock Reave)
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[19:58] Se-Young bolted up, eyes wild. "Blast it all I told you to never call me again.
...What there?"

He jerks his head to look over, uncertain of this was real or not. Should it be? It would certainly be interesting. The author scrambles to his feet, instinctively placing a hand over his katana. He awakens, just in time to join the engagement.

The author draws his blade, surprised that there's enough ambient mana here to call upon water, but uncertain how this works in practice. He shakes his head -- there are more pressing matters to attend.

"Misery comes on beat, it seems." He narrows his eyes. "Alright. I arrive at the scene -- here comes my grand finale!"
(Kim Se-young)
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[19:58] Eyes would open and.. it seemed like Alkana was no longer in the plane she once thought herself to be. As a matter of fact, the moment that the Nixotl was aware eyes scanned the environment and.. she was high above within the stars with the only thing allowing her to walk would be the dust she stood on.

Just ahead would be none other than the Spirit Bear; Eznite. It was a sight to see indeed- but there was something that was blocking them. Alkana made them out to be spirits, and they all had warned them, and wanted to see what they were worth.

I hope you're watching, Malana.. I made need you.

There was going to be more to prove here than just herself and Ancestral Spirits alone. In the mere seconds Alkana got prepared, downing the Healing Elixir in as many gulps as possible.
(Alkana Nixotl)
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[19:58] A promise of potential, they awaken in the realm of the stars. It is his first time here, but he feels apprehensive at the idea of it. That feeling only raises when they come to see the three standing before the entire group.

As awkward as it is, he feels like he can't breathe here. Nervousness is abound, but, he has to. To focus, because if he does not, then he will certainly perish in this place.

"Alright."

It takes some effort but the young Ookami does manage. He's prepared.
(Lyael)
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[19:58] When he awoke. Gou did not find himself on the beach. No, he found himself amongst the stars. Somewhere that... Honestly, made him feel a bit at peace. Perhaps that was due to the nature of his own connection with the cosmos.

"Huh."

He'd mutter, as a wide grin spread across his face. They were so close, he could almost taste it.

Yet it seems those responsible for the previous sacrifice still remained, to guard the being that gave it's life for the good of the tribes. A noble task to be sure of, but it seems as if the Tribesmen would need to get past them if Eznite were to truly awaken.

"One last hurdle. We're so close."

Gou's claw-like hands would grip his giant golden fan tightly, as he readied himself for the investable test.

"I've already woken up, Tlalli, and Ixtlitli. All that remains is Eznite, and Xotonal." Nine tails of celestial mana formed from his backside, as his mismatched hues studied each of the guardians.

Faces he wouldn't allow himself to forget.

"Thank you so much for protecting him, but Eznite is needed once more."
(Gou Meztin)
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[19:59] As Jani began to stir, she looked around, what a curious sight to behold, no longer on the ground, but within the stars themselves.

Revelry, war and sleep.

She knew not what exactly they were, she was no spirit speaker, simply one who defends her people with unmatched might. Crushing those who stood against Moxtli.

The enemy knew her, the crushing force of Moxtli, taking down any who did not meet her demands.

Her allies know her, the gentle heart who would give up anything for her people, the one they can turn to for anything.

Her family knew her, the one willing to carry all their burdens, doing what she can to ensure they stay together.

Those who follow her, they know her as someone they can turn to for direction, for teachings, and know she can make the decisions that must be made.

"We will face his wrath, we will calm his rage."

Her whip is readied and the crystals rise, forming quickly out of the stardust around them.

"We are prepared, are you?"
(Jani)
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[19:59] Itzcali wakes up a bit later than most, taking the opportunity to make the most of the resting period.

When he comes to, his eyes are fixated on the trio of Aspects who had presumably been awaiting them in the stars themselves.

Wait... they were in space again?

"Not unlike the Gatekeeper for Ixlitli, then. The ancient Gehennan." He glances to Gou's back, then looks forward to the trio with a wild grin on his face.

"As Talacael said. Thank you for protecting his resting place. Now allow us to show you that we are fit to wake him."

Leaping from side to side to limber up, the nagual is more than prepared for what awaits them. Or so he hopes. There would be no rest otherwise.

"Kin, to arms."
(Itzcali)
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[20:00] Awakening somewhere he wasn't at all, he figured he was elsewhere. He was standing among stars, it was a weird experience. He figured it was some form of magic? Was he in a dream? The boy was just so crazy that for some reason he felt as if this was normal. As if it were supposed to happen to him in some way.

As they look around his young eyes don't seek out the Enzite constellation, rather the three warriors that block their path. He wasn't too good with things like that. His eyes fall upon the aspect of war, that golden glow that reeked of chaos called to the young destructive child.

He charges forth in the middle of the sky, don't ask how he did, it was just possible. He made sure to target the War aspect, if he could defeat them, and gain their essence? He'd be a step closer to finding out what spirits would accept his call.

"WAAAAAAR!" He roars from behind his mask.

A bolt fires off aimed right forthe spirit.
(Favi Ixtan)
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[20:00] Eyelids lift to unshroud his pupils. It was not the same place he had slept but this was definitely surreal. "Ow.." Oh right, he hit his head against a rock. That caused for a rubbing his head. Luckily, there was no blood or bruise.

Once his vision had cleared he noticed the three aspects. Each three of them speaking in unison. It was weird but it was cool all the same.

"Ah.. So this is the last stretch? Alright!"

Itoxual prepared himself for this. It didn't look easy. They were aspects! Maybe they'd take it easy on them but clearly as defenders of their spirit, they wouldn't.
(Itoxual)
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[20:01] Blyth looked toward the world that he found himself in. Void of anything but the stars around him. He could see everyone of them, stars, everywhere.

Before Blyth could take in the beauty of such a place, his mind pushed itself toward the sight of three figures.

It didn't seem like he was alone either. Everyone in the tribe was with him as well. So, that means they were brought here.

Though, they had to fight all 3 of them at the same time? Well, this wasn't going to be a dull day at all.

"It seems we're near the endgame. Though, I don't expect anything less then the aspect of those protecting the spirit.

I want to see what power it takes to protect a spirit in slumber!~"

Blyth felt his body charge up with in an anticipation, smiling warmly as had his sparks fly around him, but from those sparks he tried to pull in the mind set to control the brewing storm just overhead in reality.

He wanted to see how much of it could he control. Even if none, then it would be a start.

"What is this good for."

Everything
(Blyth)
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[20:01] {NARRATION} Join /team 1!
[20:01] His eyes open into..

Nothingness. Stillness. Quietness.

The void? No. Something else. The Kitsune stares outward, glaring for few moments as his eyes properly adjusted. This wasn't the forest where they once stood, but rather the stars themselves...

His own element. He breathed a light sigh as the moonlight adorning his form.. Expanded, as if he was the moon itself if only for a moment. The three spirits standing before them stood in their way, and he would not let them. His hand reaches back for his stave, pointing it outward.

"The tribes of Moxtli are united and stronger than ever! The Maloti, and Azcatli stand as one!"

Starlight began to glimmer from his form in an instant, the Taiyang channeling his magic trhough his body as a conduit as moonlight teemed from his form.

"Step aside and allow us to bare Eznite's burden! Moonlight Arts: Gates of the Winter Garden!" He shouted. Immediately, his stave is brought down..

Feiyan sends forth a massive glacier, shaped not unlike towering gate doors- charging forward and shimmering in the darkness as starlight shone off of every angle and face of his spell.
(Feiyan Taiyang)
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[20:02] {NARRATION} When the battle begins, the Aspect of Revelry swells with spiritual might. Growing not only in magical potential, but physical size.

This will be a test of not just strength, but coordination and strategy.
[20:02] Jani says, "He packin on pounds."
[20:02] Brief drowsiness persisted as his eyelids came open. They awoke on a plane of stardust. The horizon was devoid of anything physical. The realm of ethereal beacons stretched out endlessly.

"Where.. are we?"

There they appeared, the proclaimed guardians of Eznite. The leaders that sacrificed the deity and kept them in a never-ending slumber. They stood in the way of the tribes, in the way of a proper sacrifice. One the ursine was deserving of.

"We are the tribes of Moxtli, the strongest of any before us. You've done well. We're capable of doing better. Step aside, know your place."
(Itzul)
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[20:02] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "Lapine are the strongest, no doubt!"
[20:02] Jani says, "Indeed we are."
[20:02] Aspect flexes so hard that it's audible.
(Aspect of Revelry)
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[20:02] Kim feels it.
(Kim Se-young)
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[20:02] Itoxual asks, "Is that why there's only so little of you around?"
[20:02] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "Yeah!"
[20:02] Aspect nods silently.
(Aspect of War)
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[20:02] Shining Sparkle says, "The failures are kept out of sight."
[20:02] Jani says, "The world can't handle too many of us."
[20:03] The Aspect of Slumber 'mires the gains.
(Aspect of Slumber)
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[20:03] Itoxual says, "Or you just went extinct."
[20:03] Eiji mires those gains from afar. Soon, soon...
(Eiji)
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[20:03] Carnivore stars in PLANTS -IN- SPAAAACE
(Carnivore)
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[20:05] {Item} You picked up Levitation Potion..
[20:09] {NARRATION} If you go down and get back up, go south!
[20:11] Itzcali says, "I'm actually tired."
[20:15] {NARRATION} Get everyone back up so we can go to round 2
[20:15] Itzcali says, "kim..."
[20:26] {NARRATION} Revelry is knocked down a peg, and the fellow aspects rise in response to this. Slumber steps forward, closing his eyes and clasping his hands together.

A titanic totem of light appears behind the Aspect of Slumber, and the fellow aspects find their wounds fade with the light.
[20:26] Jani says, "Oooh pretty."
[20:27] Shining Sparkle says, "Jani, I can't feel my legs."
[20:27] Jani says, "Use your hands."
[20:27] Lyael asks, "What else did we expect. . ?"
[20:27] Jani says, "I'm not feeling them for you."
[20:34] Caddock Reave says, "Fuckin' hell."
[20:35] Favi Ixtan says, "War was catching bodies with that sweeping.. "
[20:37] {NARRATION} The Aspect of Slumber's great light fades against the unending tides of Moxtli's finest, and the three spirits look to be at their limit.

But War, in a final burst of strength, cries out in the endless void. Courage fills the three guardians, and they stand again for one more time.

Even if they all fall here, they will not go down without a fight.

Do no give in, Warriors of Moxtli!
[20:38] Jani has a tism spasm..
(Jani)
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[20:47] Jani says, "Itzul give me three coins."
[20:48] Itzul says, "Yes honey.."
[20:48] Jani says, "Thanks babe."
[20:49] {NARRATION} Alright, I would enjoy some help if you could report how many times you went down in this fight.

Everyone went down at least once. Honesty is appreciated.
[20:53] {LONG DISTANCE TO: Aspect of War}: puto
[21:01] {NARRATION} Itzul rolled a dice and it landed on: 6 - 1 day

Jani rolled a dice and it landed on: 4 - 1 4 day

Alkana Nixotl rolled a dice and it landed on: 1- perm

Carnivore rolled a dice and it landed on: 1- perm

Blyth rolled a dice and it landed on: 1- perm

Moka rolled a dice and it landed on: 1- perm

Tono`tli rolled a dice and it landed on: 3 -12 day


D'noxa Aba rolled a dice and it landed on: 1- perm

Favi Ixtan rolled a dice and it landed on: 1- perm

Lyael rolled a dice and it landed on: 3- 12 day

Gou Meztin rolled a dice and it landed on: 6- 1 day

Eiji rolled a dice and it landed on: 5- 4 day


Itoxual rolled a dice and it landed on: 4- 12 day



Itzcali rolled a dice and it landed on: 6 -4 day


Talacael Meztin rolled a dice and it landed on: 2 -12 day

Feiyan Taiyang rolled a dice and it landed on: 3 -12 day

Itoxual rolled a dice and it landed on: 1- perm

Kim Se-young rolled a dice and it landed on: 3 -perm

Shining Sparkle rolled a dice and it landed on: 5- 12 day


Caddock Reave rolled a dice and it landed on: 3 -12 day

[21:15] {NARRATION} Move to the bottom when you've been injured, please.
[21:16] Lyael says, "Gaahk..."
[21:16] Lyael asks, "Anyone got a spare elixer?"
[21:16] Lyael wheezes in hurt.
(Lyael)
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[21:17] Itoxual says, "Hold it like a man."
[21:18] Shining Sparkle trembles like a leaf.

Struggling to breathe.
(Shining Sparkle)
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[21:18] Rolling his eyes at Itoxual, Lyael pops the cap on the solvent that had been thrown to him, and passes a spare one he'd had to Shining Sparkle.

With it? He empties the contents over his gashes and bruises, easing the burdens momentarily.
(Lyael)
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[21:18] In her gratitude, the rabbit was practically weeping. She throws her arms around Lyael to squeeze him tight before...

drinking the lax essence.
(Shining Sparkle)
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[21:21] Lyael says, "Guh.."
[21:22] Jani says, "I've got one itzul, I'm fine though for the most part."
[21:22] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "JANI!"
[21:22] Shining Sparkle asks, "Are you alive?"
[21:22] Jani says, "Yes but I'm very fat now."
[21:22] Itzul says, "Sparkle."
[21:22] Itzul says, "Your face."
[21:22] Itzul says, "It's not right."
[21:22] Shining Sparkle asks, "...you're having a child?"
[21:22] Shining Sparkle says, "I know, Itzul."
[21:23] Itoxual has a bunch of shards stuck in his chest. What a tragedy.
(Itoxual)
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[21:23] Jani shakes her head. "Just.. heavier." At least, she /thinks/ she's heavier, she's not really but such is the nature of injuries.
(Jani)
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[21:24] ** Aspect of Slumber has inflicted an injury upon Kim Se-young. ("War's Reflection", "The Aspect of War parries a bolt of frost from Kim Se-young, turning the ice against him and freezing his right hand solid. Amputation and replacement will be required to regain use.", "Permanent", "Severity: MINOR (-5 VIT)") **
[21:26] Carnivore apparently had her fingers crushed. That's okay.
(Carnivore)
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[21:31] Itzcali hands something to Itoxual in the dream world.

A dream potion, for helping with his nightmares.
(Itzcali)
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[21:33] Itoxual pops the cork and chugs it in go. A hand meets with his lips to wipe of some of the excess elixir.
(Itoxual)
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[21:35] {NARRATION} Go around the item you want, and then /roll off for it. Or, discuss like reasonable adults.


you loot monkeys.
[21:36] {NARRATION} /random 1 100 for rolls.
[21:36] Jani pats Itzul on the head. "It'll be okay love."
(Jani)
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[21:37] Jani may have acciedentally smacked itzul on top of the head instead of gently patted him, weight distribution is off for her.
(Jani)
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[21:37] Itoxual was ready to jump Moka.
(Itoxual)
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[21:37] Tono`tli was also ready to jump Moka.
(Tono`tli)
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[21:38] Tono`tli says, "We'll get you that Cloak Caddock."
[21:38] Itoxual says, "I agree."
[21:39] Itzul says, "Mrh."
[21:47] {NARRATION} The three spirits, after finally exhausting the last amount of their strength fall. War's wings burn out, Slumber's totem falls into myraid starlight, and Revelry's unstoppable march ends.

They are at their limit, and their forms fade.

"Our watch is over."

"But your battle is not."

Behind them do the stars begin to form. Eznite forms from the stars, a constellation taking shape into primal being. They are witnessing the rebirth of their patron.

But something else forms.

A shadow follows this reformation, and a horrible monster born from the malice of this sleeping spirit steps forward. Eznite stays locked into slumber, for the final portion of his spirit lay trapped within this abomination.

The Aspect of Wrath lets out a reality-shattering roar, this malformed giant stepping to the party with the mindset of a maddened animal. Darkness forms at it's fingers, wrath personified into soul-scarring magics. A totem is created from this darkness, forming an evil eye.

It must be killed to let the final portion of Eznite awaken.

Tribespeople of Moxtli, this is your final battle.
[21:51] This was it. This was the final stretch. Caddock's lone eye widens, the empty socket blistering with a light blue and pristine. A hefty, resolute breath escapes him, the Sirenian's posture shifting to accommodate for the battle that was to come. Calm. Serenity. Focus - all naught but a veil to mask the turmoil, the fury within, as he stepped forth.

He'd come to fight. He'd come to die. Whether he obtained one thing, the next, or both, mattered little to him.

The time was now.

A stave is gripped, flipped over his shoulder with a theatric twirl. Ice erupts, encompassing his visage and swirling about without showing a single sign of pause. A frosty exhalation sends a cool mist forth, a pivot on heel denoting what was to follow the approach -

Violence.

"Let's fuckin' get it!"

He knew what he wanted, and he was going to get it.
(Caddock Reave)
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[21:52] With the lax essence taking effect, Shining Sparkle teeters and takes a deep breath. Her lungs manage to accept more air again though, with the final words of the aspects, she realized there'd be no time for breathing easy.

Her eyes widen with the illumination of the stars and she raises her staff up. What lied before them was no mere bear-

It was little more than an abomination.

Digging her heels into the cosmos and bracing herself through the screech, the entertainer calls forth another protective layer of earth over her flesh.

"We can fix this! We need to fix this!"

They were almost there.
(Shining Sparkle)
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[21:52] The Aspects were defeated, one by one they were slowly overwhelmed by the strength of the Tribes. The Aspect of War's banner tumbling to the 'ground' the Shaman slowly lifts it with a single hand, feeling that immense courage surge deeply into her very being.

This was the courage of the Bear.

The Aspect of War's courage fusing with the raw battelust of the Aspect of Carnage. D'noxa laughs suddenly, bursts of chuckling as that reality-sundering noise tore through them all. The Aspect of Wrath's strength pouring outwards upon them, the corrupted totem within catching her eye. It would have to be the target.

Lifting the banner high, the Shaman roars with the full force of K'ruthix, a spine-chilling sound that combined with the power within the banner served to empower her won and bolster their resolve. "ONE FINAL PUSH!"
(D'noxa Aba)
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[21:52] The three guardian spirits had certainly proved their worth, their vigil coming to an end as the expedition force of Moxtli tribesmen finish off the test in victory, his breathing slightly irregular as a vial was instantly drawn out.

And with it, a healing elixir was immediately downed. Cuts and bruises faded, flesh knitted itself back together as he slowly improved back to his optimal state.

Ominous words as they faded, his gaze turned onto Eznite, looking for any sign of life before a shadow appeared within his view. An unexpected turn of events, the words of warning from before clicking within his mind.

"The final one..."

Talacael's bow was drawn, mana arrow constructed across the string as the bow was drawn. They only had one more test to go, one more foe to defeat before they could claim their true reward.

The reason they had even ventured out, so close, and yet so far.
(Talacael Meztin)
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[21:52] Body temperature was dropping fast. This fight has gone on longer than he had hoped. The strain from overusing ice magic began to take a toll on his body, slowing him down. Soon, his body will gradually cease to function. A fate by trapped in his own stasis and savagely killed -- not worthy to resurrect Eznite.

Still he pressed on, and with a smile. Albeit flickers of winces flashed on his countenance, still swung his blade as hard and fast as he could. But it was only a matter of time before a slip occurred -- and it happened just as he expected. He just couldn't react fast enough.

Suffice to say, he did not come out this endeavor unscathed.

Longer did he stay on his knees, licking his wounds and no matter how many ministrations he applied to it, his hand refused to unfreeze.

It was about that time to use the gift Marika entrusted him with, that he should make it back home alive. Luck was all well and nice, but not nearly as useful as an elixir of healing.
Struggling to open it one, after much angry muttering, he finally managed it down his throat. The hornet sting wound faded, as did its venomous effects. A relief.

And it was just in time too, as he rose to his feet, wiping the tincture from his lips...

...He would join in D'noxa's war cry, raising his shattered katana into the air, shouting --

"ONE FINAL PUSH!"
(Kim Se-young)
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[21:53] Jani had heard Itzul's whisper, so she leaned over to give him what she assumed was a soft smooch on the cheek, but due to the oddity she received from Revelry, she instead headbutted him during it. She can't help it. He's the one who asked for it.

As a shadowy form makes itself known it caught her attention.

"Moxtli, we shall lay this spirit to rest, you may be tired, you may be injured, but we shall still press on." The roar of the monster sent a chill down her spine, yet still Jani rose into the air. Her crystals whipped up around her and she grabbed her trusty crystalline whip.

She'd never backed down from a fight, even when the numbers overwhelmed her, and she's certainly not going to start now!
(Jani)
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[21:53] Carnivore flexes her broken fingers, sinewy vines quickly lacing around them to begin operating them as normal. She felt no pain from such actions, and smirked.

"I think one of those spirits broke my nail. I hope this one can do better."

Her confident façade never faded, even in the face of the grave threat that had now emerged. The Aspect of Wrath radiated with power, but Carnivore only saw such might with a hunger to possess it.

"It seems to think it's scary. I wonder, can it learn fear?" She spoke, holding her hand out towards the entity. Her children surged forth, biting maws aiming to tear the screaming monster apart.
(Carnivore)
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[21:53] Another potion is downed as the march finally comes to an end. Their items, while tempting, are... Put on standby in his mind for now. For there was time to revel in the loot they'd acquired, but as the voices stated.

This battle was not over.

As the patron's wrath takes form Eiji merely tosses the potion aside. Slowly the swordsman marches forth, both hands dragging Khazid behind his frame as the weight upon his chest fades. This was where the glory was...

"From war comes wrath, and with wrath..! The bear awakens!" Eiji lets a sharp cackle roll on out. Hefting the behemoth-blade up onto his shoulder he'd continue the steady march towards their final battle. "While I proved myself to the last Aspect, I'll be happy to do it again..!

Come, come! I want your gift for my performance-- Our performance!" Crimson motes begin to further collect about the blade's length. That wild, mad grin settles fully onto the Kitsune as a wild cackle rolls on out.

"AGAIN! AGAIN, AGAIN, AGAIN, AGAIN!"
(Eiji)
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[21:53] With each movement of the glorious nine-tails behind him, rays of cosmic mana would pour out, soaring through the cosmos, and towards the three guardians. Each of them were incredibly strong in their own right, but together?

They were nearly unstoppable.

Were it not for the entire tribe being present, perhaps they would have failed here. Yet, in the midst of the battle, something unsettling rushed over the lad. Something was wrong. Mismatch hues scanned the battlefield just in time to see War darting towards D'noxa, and without an ounce of hesitation, Gou rocketed towards them, aiming to intercept the blow. Which he did... A shame he lost his hand in the process.

It mattered little in the end.

The spirits were defeated, and all that remained was a single specter, and then Eznite would be awakened.

"I joked about losing a hand. Didn't think I'd actually end up losing one." He sighs. He now had to attempt to wield his giant GOLDEN FAN with one hand. Surely he'd be able to do that. Right?

"So close. So very, very close."
(Gou Meztin)
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[21:53] The roar of an aspect, filled with pure wrath leaves him nearly on his bottom. This, the strongest of all of their foes today, would likely be even more fearsome than he could imagine.

But in this, he saw an opportunity. One that would be taken, grabbed and utilized to the utmost fullest.

His blood pumps, his veins begin to burn red, giving off that familiar hue as winds gather around him dangerously. His chest heaves with the adrenaline of battle, and he feels more now than ever, that they were only moments from their goal.

Now was the time to give it their all, even beyond their natural limitations.

Lyael vibrates, fangs bared and drool falling into the vast expanse of darkness.

Viral eyes greet the beast as he prepares to lash out.
(Lyael)
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[21:53] As their battle concludes the young warrior is battered and bloodied, they triumph over the aspects only to hear a new one come thundering in with a screech loud enough to daze the teen.

He staggered and moved sideways, he tried to catch himself and took a long deep breath. He was dizzy, so his aim wasn't the best. Good thing the aspect of wrath was gigantic.

Smiling he looks at his rifle with a bit of uncertainty. It was puny in comparison to that thing, and that just made it more worth charging at.

Lightning gathers in their right palm, sights set on the beasts leg he aimed to take it out with a hasty piercing strike.

"TAKE HIS LEG!"
(Favi Ixtan)
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[21:53] After the boy would stumble in pain a bit as the battle with the three aspects, had left him horrible injured, specifically by the aspect of slumber.

His left leg was torn apart impaled and heavily damaged, by a javelin of light created by the mighty titan that followed the Aspect of slumber, with one look he could tell how serious the injury was.

Yet after a certain moment he'd feel a cloak envelope him, and looking at his injury gave no fear or worry, simply a delicate calm as the shroud that had chosen him seemed to reassure him of one fact.

That this injury was a trivial thing, he would be fine, somehow this would workout.

Confidence, no complete tranquility seemed to overwhelm him as even with the destroyed leg, he looked to the behemoth of an eye with not a hint of fear.

"What a drag, they just don't stop coming huh." Said nonchalantly as he would ready himself for the fight.
(Moka)
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[21:53] The entity that formed before them was certainly not who they came to awaken.

Much like the former Guardian they encountered, there was something corrupting it. Something that needed to be set free. And the best way to do that was by beating it with clubs and claws.

"Let's do it."

His left arm extends outwards, allowing a small, black feline to land on it. Draped in fur that flowed like the spirits do, the duo set their sights on the final obstacle in their way.

One step, then two. And on the third? He is cloaked entirely in shadows, bursting forth to finish what they had started.
(Itzcali)
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[21:54] The battle is tough, and Feiyan feels the weight of the three spirits on him- more than others, as his body becomes weak- as it becomes tired..

It is like he wades through an endless pool of water. Like he tries to swim despite being able to fly. As if the earth attempted to swallow him.

".. Damnit- Agh!" He groaned, reaching for his stave as the Kitsune stared forward.

"We've almost awoken him!" He shouted. His grip upon the sceptre of Mythril remains iron-tight - his resolve remains vigilant, and the moonlight adorning his form pulsates, growing stronger with every passing moment.

"We can't stop now! Warriors of the Maloti! Warriors of the Azcatli! People of the Moxtli! Push forward!"

Feiyan was never one for battle, in truth; but he was sure that one day, his words would inspire the many.

"Awaken, Eznite! You're threatened by a dark spirit! Magical Arts: Ecliptic Waltz!"

His form teems with the light- and all at once, it bursts out in an attempt to fell the dark spirits in one strike.
(Feiyan Taiyang)
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[21:57] Blyth fought with all of his heart and soul. He had no form of regret from this day and what seemed like a dream, was quickly forming into that of reality.

With his fight against the Aspect of War, Blyth took him on, getting closer and closer, launching furious attacks of both non-magic based combat and lightning attacks.

The combinations that he made were near insanity. His body was forcing itself to keep up. The inner storm within his soul was telling him that he needed to prove himself. He needed to beat this person, or die trying.

His power was reaching its own limit, but Blyth planned to push against it, and even more so evolve past the felinae that he was.

But, with his last strike, Blyth channeled all of the lightning he could and more so. He tried to take a deep breath, trying to control his breathing and pull in the air around him, forming it into what was soft mist. It wasn't completely there, but it was a start.

The wind and the lightning around him slowly started to volt toward the Aspect. His power launched into him, causing a massive shock around the guardian, but he took it all, hurt mainly, but unfazed by it.

The Aspect utter words to him, seeing him on a stepping path to a greater power, but he placed his hand over his body, and then shot a blast of cosmic energy into him, etching the original Gehennan symbol there.

Before too long, the battle was over, but with Blyth's power now, he was at least 'approved' by that of one of the leading aspects of Eznite.

THough, that was before darkness came around.

When Blyth saw that, he got up once more, pouring his mana over him, but channeling it again to see if his power can hold forming into that of a new color, form, and display. With everyone he yelled:

"HERE WE GO AGAIN!"
(Blyth)
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[21:57] It was a hard fought battle against the Aspects. As a matter of fact it was something that she had fought strongly to survive against in tangent with the rest of her tribesmen and women. A gruesome battle as she'd watch many of her own and including herself fall and then stand back on their feet to keep on swinging.

Here, the strength and grit of the tribes was put on display for the three spirits. What caught her attention the most was watching one of the spirits swell with their own signature and just about double in size and strength. Eventually through cooperation, all of them were repelled

Guide me, Ancestor..

And in that split moment her aura had begun to solidify and grow more luminously and incandescent among the stars. The mana- it was dense indeed. She would use this to charge the Aspect of war in the hopes of not being caught in his retaliation.

Alas, she was. In one fell swoop, an attempt of evasion was made but failure ensued. The right foot got caught and completely crushed and torn off, soon after cauterized with flames. Despite this- Alkana only ever seemed to fight harder, and stronger.

The battle soon came to an end just as her foot did, and it definitely wasn't over yet. There was one last effort to give as something else forms. Something other-wordly. A malevolent fiend of darkness that must be crushed. With what strength remained, Alkana ushered onward.

"Agh..c'mon.."
(Alkana Nixotl)
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[21:58] With self-healing winds and a bottle of healing juices given to him by his brother, Itoxual was feeling brand-new again.

The Aspects had been defeated! Finally, it was taking forever to even take down one of them. But it was clear that they were not done else they would've awaken by now.

The Aspects eve said the war wasn't done just yet.

"Yeah! Let's do it together my older brother's!" exclaimed, fist pumping his hand into the air and just preparing to fight.

Even if it would hurt a bit.
(Itoxual)
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[21:59] The Aspects were bested by the combined might of Moxtli. The guardians responsible for Eznite's slumber faded, the constellation of stars amalgamating into the deity.

They were here, Eznite's awakening was soon to come. Their purpose here was accomplished, or so he thought.

Shadows crept from the forming patron, forming into a monstrosity that could only be described as a nightmare. Fitting for the dreamlike realm they were held within.

Bolstered by the spoils of War, the nagual's sword is lifted, its blade shimmering in the starlight. A cry made as its brought forth, aimed to the morphed darkness.

"End them here! Nothing stands between Moxtli and victory!"
(Itzul)
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[22:01] {NARRATION} Everyone, make sure you're on team1. Countdown in 1 minute...
[22:01] Itzcali says, "team 1"
[22:01] Itzcali says, "."
[22:01] Jani says, "team one."
[22:01] Kim Se-young says, "team 1"
[22:01] Eiji says, "tem 1"
[22:01] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "embarrassing!"
[22:01] Carnivore says, "team 3"
[22:01] Aspect of Wrath says, "fuck you"
[22:01] Itoxual exclaims, "Team 1!"
[22:07] {NARRATION} The Totem swells with hateful power. It's eye grows violent, and death swarms around it. The Aspect begins to protect itself while the Totem rips the Tribesmen apart!
[22:07] Lyael asks, "----What's that awful stench?"
[22:07] {NARRATION} Counting down in 30.
[22:07] Lyael shivers.
(Lyael)
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[22:07] Eiji exclaims, "Itzul probably..!"
[22:07] Itoxual says, "MMMMMMMM."
[22:07] Gou Meztin says, "Sad."
[22:07] Itzul says, "..."
[22:12] Lyael says, "What an awful magic, feels like my skin's being ripped off every second I'm near that eye."
[22:13] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "Now you know how people feel standing near your wind!"
[22:13] Itzcali says, "Just your skin? I think it got a chunk of my soul."
[22:13] Feiyan Taiyang says, "I just feel empty now."
[22:13] Lyael says, "Hey, I do what others can do."
[22:13] Lyael says, "I -move-."
[22:13] Shining Sparkle exclaims, "I think you're just lonely, Feiyan!"
[22:13] Itoxual says, "I don't see the problem."
[22:14] Jani says, "Itzul move, you're dieing."
[22:14] Kim Se-young exclaims, "LET'S GIVE UP FOR EIJI!"
[22:14] Itzul says, "We're all dying."
[22:14] Jani asks, "What do we say to death?"
[22:15] Itoxual says, "We say hello."
[22:15] Kim Se-young exclaims, "LET'S SEE MORE OF IT!"
[22:15] Jani exclaims, "UNGA BUNGA!"
[22:15] Tono`tli sneezes.
(Tono`tli)
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[22:15] Itzul says, "I keep killing it. I want a piece of it."
[22:15] Jani smiles. "Kill it harder."
(Jani)
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[22:15] {NARRATION} The Aspect is beaten back, again and again. Eznite stirs, and the Tribespeople look to take this victory almost too easily.

But Wrath is not so easily beaten.

Now, the stench of death spreads from it's totem to the Aspect itself. Rage manifested into palpable magic, a force designed to murder.

If they can survive this, they will leave as legends.
[22:16] {NARRATION} Countdown in 1 minute.
[22:16] Kim Se-young exclaims, "Kill it harder let's go!!"
[22:16] Caddock lunges at the Aspect.

Fish Fury.
(Caddock Reave)
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[22:16] Jani lunges at both. Earth power!
(Jani)
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[22:16] Raising his stave, the Kitsune perseveres in the face of death..

".. Keep fighting, Moxtli!!"

And for his next spell...

"Magical Arts: Moonlight Shimmer!"
(Feiyan Taiyang)
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[22:16] Blyth exclaims, "Here we go!!!"
[22:16] Jani exclaims, "Tonight we dine in Hel!"
[22:28] Jani says, "psmash yea*"
[22:39] {NARRATION} Riding on the high of defeating the three positive aspects, the negative energy of Wrath is silenced. The totem is smashed to pieces, leaving cursed wood all around the sea of stars. Wrath shrinks into the size of a man, before also fading into the ether like the others.

With this, the excess rage gathered during Eznite's long slumber is restored into his form, and his mana has been completed once again. That constellation of stars falls from the painted sky into physical shape, manifesting as the massive form of the Ursine Spirit.

Eznite, the Spirit of War, Revelry, Wrath, and Slumber awakens.

A yawn escapes it's lips, one loud enough to shake the mental realm a moment. It's voice is deep, a rumble that meanders out of it's mouth.

"What a sour dream."

His gaze lowers down to Talacael, "Little tribesmen and woman. My long slumber has ceased. Were it not for my form being splintered, I would have risen long ago for that feast you have provided."

"Lower your neck. Recieve the gift I grant to you."
[22:44] The Aspect of Wrath was no match for the assembled forces here, the strengths of both the Aspects of War and Carnage flowing through her veins as she struck with the full fury of such a wild animal. All of the blood spilled sent back at their foe like daggers, until finally it was defeated..

Eznite slowly reforming as all of his parts become the full Spirit once more, it's words echoing within them all.. It was truly a glorious day for those of the Maloti tribe.

Holding the banner at her side, she would smile widely as K'ruthix's energy faded off of her. Retreating back deep into her core as Talacael was gifted by the Bear.
(D'noxa Aba)
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[22:44] His knees feel pretty weak, so many intensive fights back to back to back. What can one actually say to it?

The blood, the hunger, it's been rather decently sated. And though he walks away empty handed, there is something about making certain that it was a successful venture that leaves him feeling fine.

Despite his injuries, things could have been worse, he could have been down a hand. Or anything, truly. But, for now? He watches.
(Lyael)
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[22:45] The Moxtli Tribesmen strength had not weakened, but instead seemed to have spiked greatly as the Aspect of Wrath was defeated after a drawn-out battle. Spells slinging forth from the expedition force to brutally strike out towards the negative energy given form.

Long, drawn out inhales and exhales sounded out from the chieftain as the battle came to an end, his attention immediately snapping on the massive form of Eznite.

Their long-awaited goal was finally coming to fruition.

"We finally did it."

Talacael's lips parted, a clasp of his hand onto the shoulder of Gou as he lightly squeezed his younger brother's shoulder.

A third piece to the puzzle of four, his lips gradually shifted into a smile as he stared up towards the Spirit that held such domains, the request heard, a moment of pause from the chieftain before he followed through, his head dipping the slightest of moments, barely moving from it's upright position.
(Talacael Meztin)
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[22:45] It was a long and painful battle, but everyone pulled through, her body ached, and she knew her friends did as well, but it was almost over.

As the stars faded away into a more physical scape, Jani's mouth nearly fell open at seeing the massive form of the Ursine Spirit. She had a teddy bear once, and this was a really.. REALLY big teddy bear.

Even though the great spirit looked at Talacael, Jani lowered her neck. Not in a way of expectance, but one in respect.

"Glad we were able to aid you Eznite." for once, she's not long winded.
(Jani)
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[22:45] Itzcali looks up in awe, watching as Eznite takes shape.

"A sour dream and then some."

Following the Spirit's words.

He looks up to the entity and then to Talacael, waiting and watching to see what would be bestowed to the Chieftain.

The third spirit had been freed! And that was good enough for him.
(Itzcali)
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[22:45] "We did it."

The youth clad in the shroud of slumber wouldn't be shocked but he was in awe, watching the spectacle that was Eznite's form.

A magnificent and as far as Moka was concerned godlike existence stood before the tribes, and he was happy to have been a part of this expedition.

Lowering his head he would await the gifts that the great spirit would give the tribesman and woman that have gathered. All he felt was happiness and awe, no anticipation for what his gift may be, simply ready to accept it.
(Moka)
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[22:45] This was it, then. The sensation was unfamiliar to Caddock, but familiar all the same, given their trek to awaken Tlalli some months prior. An offering, this time, paid not in blood, nor flesh, but in effort. In sweat. In pain. A righteous battle to cleanse the spirit, rather than himself, had ensued this time, and in this, he found -

..Peace.

In these tribes, had Caddock found a second home. In no other place, and for no other gathering, would he have offered so much. Would he have tried so hard. Would he have put forth effort on a grand display like this, risking body and mind for the sake of something wherein he expected naught but a pat on the back and a word of thanks -

But he was content.

"Always a new experience with these.." he spoke.
(Caddock Reave)
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[22:45] Another high and tense battle where her Ancestor was there with her among the stars fighting tooth and nail with her tribesman the Wrath and Totem were both crushed. Watching as the Wrath shrank and faded out of their sight, helping where possible it almost seemed like they did it.

Alkana was ready to tap out- she was pleased that there would be no more fighting. The corporeal Spirit had formed and begun to gift Talacael. Things were over.

"Well done."
(Alkana Nixotl)
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[22:45] Eventually, there was an end to it all. The curtains close with one last performance where her people are able to come out on top. Performing a small twirl, Shining Sparkle stows her staff away and pulls out the chalice that'd bound itself to her.

A fitting thing for one such as herself. Perhaps it'd be nonsensical with any other, yet...

At the same time, she didn't partake in alcohol.

She stares the bear down with a great big smile, yet the young woman had little words to share herself at a time like this. They'd all worked hard and been rewarded for it generously in one way or another.

Some more than others, but that was life.
(Shining Sparkle)
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[22:45] At long last.

Three of the four spirits had been awakened. The first, had taken his eye. The second had nearly destroyed his torso, and the third, had taken his right hand. Which made him ponder what exactly the final one would take. Yet it was worth it.

Simply hearing the great bear yawn, nearly brought a tear to the shaman's eye. This is what his brother, and him had worked so hard on. What his master had told him to do. Slowly, but surely he was making the man proud.

"Welcome." He'd state, as he took a few steps towards his brother's side, lowering his neck, as was instructed. "Apologies for taking so long to come to you, but you have been sorely missed."

A brief glance would be spared towards his missing hand, as he moved giant golden fan back towards it's usual position.

A deep breath follows.

"Thank you. For returning to us."
(Gou Meztin)
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[22:45] The Kitsune continues to fight, firing of aspected blasts of mana- cosmic in origin, to dispel the spirits. His attacks mean little, but with the combined forces of everyone, the priest among his people makes the difference.

The Tribesmen would prevail on this night- in this dream- among the stars, where they would finally manage to awaken the spirit. He watches in awe as the stars fall, filling and forming the creature of Eznite into fruition.

Everything nearly shakes- blurs, he feels like the entire world trembles as the spirit yawns so very audibly.

"One more remains," the Kitsune murmured. He looks around- searching for the moon, but does not find it in this endless expanse of the starry skies...
(Feiyan Taiyang)
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[22:46] Calling to wrath as they spiraled out of control Favi felt as if this was the kind of spirit he would be after, no holding back, no words. Just the roar of battle and lethal magic spewed at the enemy. He smirked trying to get it's attention.

"COME TO FAVI!"

He jumps on the beast trying his best to grip onto it tightly, turning his body into lightning itself he tried shocking it. His intention was to bring it down and capture it, but with the united front of the tribesmen it wasn't looking like there would be any wrath left to do so. He fell to.. the stars? As the spirit shrunk and he lost his grip. He watched it walk into the ether fading away as Favi grasped at it's form.

"GRAAH!"

Sobbing now he stands as blinding lights dart around in the sky above, a constellation was being made, he could now see what he wasn't looking for. A grand bear standing before them, he wondered what was going to be done now..

As it spoke, he lowered his head, unsure if that meant him. He looked around at the others making sure he wasn't doing anything wrong.
(Favi Ixtan)
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[22:46] A mighty blow, a decimating swing, a wave of explosions... The Kitsune doesn't let up even amongst the audience of the stars. Cackling away the maddened warrior does his best to fell totem and aspect alike. It wasn't his first fight with such wild beasts.

It surely wouldn't be the last.

Cutting diagonally upon the open air he'd send forth a sudden series of blasts to aid the final strike! Cosmic motes highlight its path for the fellow combatants, allowing them to either shift away or join the oncoming assault.

Finding his bearings amidst the inky void he'd let out muted, heightened laughter. There was still a ride of adrenaline to follow here-- Even as Eznite fell from their starry slumber to stare upon him the man was vibrating in place.

This was what he lived for. Danger, death, it all proved to be the flame to keep him going.

Baring his fanged grin up towards Eznite he'd make his way towards the front - Right beside Talacael would do. Immediately his palm goes to honor the beastly spirit by dragging itself along the bloodied blade. Squeezing the ichor out of his hand he'd chime as his neck is lowered.

"For you, dear Eznite..! I merely seek the admiration of those about me and glory in my coming performances. I only seek glory through battle alone, after all..!" Letting out a muted cackle he'd merely wait for the blessings to come.

Rage, of course, was always his driver.
(Eiji)
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[22:47] And thus, his civic duty to Moxtli has ended once again. A deep breath was taken as he sheaths his katana, shaking the pain off in the other hand. Unclipping the entire thing off his belt, he uses it as sort of a relief cane as he leans against the thing to catch his breath.

A deep sigh of relief followed by a great inhalation of air, shouting, "Splendid! Ahahahaha! Amazing!" Already his throat raw from his outburst, the rest of his body throbbed with fatigue. And unfortunately, he'd soon need a replacement hand.

Se-Young falls back, allowing the chieftains to finish their business. Eznite's form was awe-inspiring, yet it did not spur the author to stand and observe. Instead, a rough pat on the shoulder was delivered to Itzcali, approving of his good work.

Though secretly, he was using his larger frame as a crutch.

"It pains me to admit, but I don't think I can match Eiji's candor. The lad has the energy of a million men and then more." The author straightens, cracking his back as he does so, and peers up at the constellation. "We ought to do this again sometime."

The statement, though was address while looking at the bear, was partly for the rest of the Moxtli.
(Kim Se-young)
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[22:48] Thankfully, Itoxual had survive the most part of the battle. Unlike his eldest brother who seemed to have drop at the flick of a dime.

But with such power came the teamwork provided. This probably couldn't have been achieved without the rest of the tribe here to assist the Chieftains in their endeavor.

"Ah.." Itoxual took his time to catch his breath and sheath all his weapons, retract his claws, and push back his hair out of his eyes.

"Well done! I'm so glad to have gain the experience to even be here. An honor and a blessing all in one!" he exclaims, Itoxual floated for the time being as he watches.
(Itoxual)
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[22:49] The Spirit of Wrath was vanquished firmly by the Tribe, breaking the bleak slumber upon Eznite at long last.

The Dryad smiled, drawing her children back into her body. She watched, pleased as the stars took the form of the Great Bear. It was her own favored spirit amongst the Tribe's chosen, and so seeing them restored did bring some level of happiness to her.

She folds her arms together. Watching as the Chieftain bowed his head towards the Bear.

"Our mission was a success, Children of Moxtli. Only one more Spirit remains, and our tribe will be whole again."

The words lingered on her lips. Her doubt, still, riddled her mind. The darker forces were still scheming behind the scene, and she would have to deal with them at a later point.
(Carnivore)
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[22:51] It was a hard-fought battle for all warriors involved. Itzul himself narrowly avoided injury a handful of times. The held sword trembled with each swing, a timid pain caused by the previous searing of his arm.

Alas, the fragments of Eznite were defeated, its wrath imbuing totem shattering before them. Their expedition neared its end as they culminated into the ursine spirit they sought.

"Our warriors worked tenaciously to procure that feast. Enjoy it, Eznite. It's our offering to you.

The nagual's head canted, a gesture of triumph, not submission, for they were to receive the gift bestowed upon them.
(Itzul)
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[22:51] {Item} You picked up Wrath Totem Shard. Dropped by Aspect of Wrath..
[22:51] Blyth fought with all of his might, smashing and dashing his way towards the totem. His power was slowly increasing and hew knew that this was the truest part of the fight. The final battle and the one to finish it all.

Blyth rushed toward the Totem, blasting it with a barrage of shocks and fists. His fists charged with an electrical energy that would easily be seen around him. But, the same electricity was growing more and more frantic.

The yellow sparks turned blue and the mist around him, coupled with the occasional mist of water from other tribsmen lurked onto him, feeding into that of a small cloud that absorbed his lightning and turned darker.

With those darker shades came his fury as his attacks grew stronger. His lightning grew spared and labored over the constant use of his power. If not for his goal to test his limits, he'd be dead by now.

Though, as he drew closer to the Totem, Blyth looked at his hand, then his chest as he felt that markburning along his skin. He needed to end it now.

So, he grabbed his wrist,and held it down,charging all the remaining lightning based mana he had left, and formed a ball of lightning, making the sound of deafing sparks around him. BUt he needed more and more. He kept pouring in his charged mana, condensing it, charging it, and changing it.

When everyone kept it distracted, Blyth kept charging his attack, only to frown as it was making a hardened buzzing noise. The same kind that you'd hear upon a thunderstorm.

When Blyth finished, he ran toward the object, only to get into its 'face' and speak to it, only getting closer.

"Take this you giant eyeball! EVERYTHING I HAVE! STORM IMPACT!"

With that power, Blyth pierced the thing's centeral part, its pupil, launching all of his power into it and sending massive amounts of voltage that would kill any normal person, but for this thing? It needed it and more. From that,Blyth kept forcing his lightning in, condensing and sending it in, again and again.

"BREAK!"

And with that, it did. His arc was strong enough to force the Totem to outright shatter into pieces, making him huff and strain as his mana was sapping out and the clouds around him started to slowly waver in the non-existant air.

But from hearing Enzite, Blyth looked toward them, huffing, but lowering his neck in respect for the spirit.
(Blyth)
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[22:52] {Item} You drop Wrath Totem Shard.
[22:52] Jani drinks her healing potion now.
(Jani)
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[22:54] Jani exclaims, "I roll... a dice!"
[22:54] Itzul exclaims, "Go Jani!"
[22:54] Itzul says, "Oh.."
[22:54] Jani says, "I fucked that up."
[22:54] Kim Se-young says, "Time to head back in..."
[22:55] Kim Se-young says, "Nice work tonight big guy."
[22:55] Kim Se-young says, "Heyyy, Yana."
[22:55] Kim floats in looking extraordinarily beat up.
(Kim Se-young)
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[22:56] Caddock Reave says, "LADS."
[22:56] Caddock Reave says, "I'M FUCKIN' EXHAUSTED."