Speaking to the Square( Public sermon)

[15:23] Revan Task exclaims, "Ah, greetings everyone!"
[15:24] Raeliana exclaims, "Oh!"
[15:24] Raeliana says, "Thanks. They're comfy."
[15:24] Estra gives a shy wave to Revan. She was tagging along with Shiro, because he wanted to talk to E.l.
(Estra)
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[15:24] Barrachan Vatoris says, "Ah, good, I got your attention."
[15:24] Avery whispers something.
[15:24] Barrachan Vatoris asks, "Those are the robes of the red priests, yes?"
[15:25] She nodded!

"Yeah! I'm a Fireblooded thingy doohickey."
(Raeliana)
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[15:26] The Drakanite briefly chuckled.

"That's nice. I'll be consuming part of your schedule then. I'd like to know what you know about the Fireblooded." He states with a smile.
(Barrachan Vatoris)
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[15:26] Revan Task says, "What are you doing back there? Step forward, make your presence known."
[15:29] She tilted her head as she gazed towards Barrachan. What she knew about the Fireblooded? The Drakanite stood up a bit taller, clearing her throat.

"That Dragons are the best!"

It was no grand announcement. It was simple and to the point. The truth.
(Raeliana)
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[15:30] Barrachan stared down at the younger Drakanite as she came to her greatest stand and cleared her throat. Her announcement earned a brief bit of silence from him. Viridian eyes just rested on the girl for about a full minute before he reached out and pat her on the head.

"They are the wisest and the best, yes. Though, surely there are things you know beyond the obvious." He laughs briefly while taking his hand back and pocketing it. "There are, aren't there?" Barrachan then inquired sincerely curious of her knowledge bank.
(Barrachan Vatoris)
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[15:31] E.L waved to Estra
(E.L)
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[15:31] Estra did not like being picked out of the crowd. Revan had a command about him and was sure that it would draw attention to her.

It took a few moment's of acting as though she wasn't there. Followed by her fiddling with her sleeves again. stretching them out even more and then finally she sighed and moved out towards Revan. Her face was a little red from the attention she had assumed had been placed on her.

With a timid walk she moved to greet Revan. During which she moved the sword on her back into her arms to hold. Lilith had made it and it comforted her in her time of anxiety. "Um... Hi Revan."
(Estra)
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[15:34] Jianyu Xi whispers something.
[15:35] Dun Task says, "Be right back."
[15:37] Avery whispers something.
[15:37] Jianyu Xi whispers something.
[15:38] The Task had noticed the razuka skirting around his presence as of late, it certainly wasn't very Fireblooded like. The command was simply a statement to break her out of that frail mindset that remained with her.

"Hello Estra."

It was short, but there was still a warmth to it, she always did follow orders well. He would think of speaking further on something, but he couldn't help but have his attention pulled to Barrachan and Rae as the boy tried to learn of the Faith.

"Hmm... I suppose I should try to give a sermon while waiting for my father.. There's a handful of you that could benefit from it."

There would be a click of his tongue as he mulled it over, his father running off, he would decide to go ahead with it.

"ALRIGHT ALL. GATHER AROUND, WE'RE LEARNING ABOUT THE FIREBLOODED."
(Revan Task)
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[15:38] Jianyu Xi says, ". . ."
[15:38] She blinked, as Barrachan asked for more, and her head now tilted the opposite direction. She thought as to what he was asking and there was eventually a nod that came from her. In truth, Raeliana knew much about the religion itself - even if she couldn't read, oral traditions were just as important.

"Sure sure sure. Ryujin breathed fire into the creation of the soul itself! He's the greatest and biggest of all dragons, and he's our forefather." She explained, surprisingly well. "We believe that if you lead honorable lives and fight with fearlessness and strength that you'll be able to end up in Vanaheim. That's like the bestest realm in the spirit world, by the way!" She added with a little nod. She cleared her throat and began once more.

"Ryujin is the Spirit Lord, and he's the overseer of Eternia's immortals. Dragons are to be naturally revered and protected above all else, and if someone brings harm to one they should be put to death."
(Raeliana)
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[15:39] Revan Task says, "...."
[15:39] Barrachan Vatoris says, "I love ya, Rae."
[15:39] Barrachan Vatoris says, "That was great."
[15:39] Barrachan Vatoris says, "Ha hah. Thank you."
[15:39] Revan Task exclaims, "I see that you have learned the tennants well, Rae!"
[15:39] Raeliana says, "Duh I'm like the best."
[15:39] Revan Task exclaims, "You have certainly earned those crimson robes, blessed one!"
[15:40] Revan Task says, "WITNESS THE JADE DRAKAN OF LIGHTNING, AND TAKE HER WISDOM AS TRUTH."
[15:40] Estra froze up at the shouting, but sighed. He had already trapped her at the front of the crowd. She assumed this was his plan all along...

Though she was interested in learning about the Fireblooded more.
(Estra)
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[15:40] Jianyu had no time to listen to such. Their own prejudice against Drakanites and Dragons was still at an all time high despite their presence in Theria.

They turn, not interested in hearing not another word of any scaled beast.

"I'm going to go sit a bit up north. Follow if you'd like, Avery."
(Jianyu Xi)
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[15:41] Raeliana exclaims, "WITNESS ME!!!"
[15:41] Shrugging, Avery joins in and walks with them.
(Avery)
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[15:41] Barrachan listened intently hearing the things he had read before. It gave him reason to nod his head, and further reason to smileas a centerpiece was placed on Ryujin rather than his son. Garljing received much more attention than Ryujin in the recent times for reasons that Barrachan would hardly consider worthwhile. Nonethelesss, as she explained it all to him he would applaud her and give praise.

The sheer timing of when she spoke aligned with Revan to such that it amused him greatly. "You are witnessed Jade Drakan." He says before positioning himself to listen with the other Fireblooded.
(Barrachan Vatoris)
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[15:41] E.L was still sitting but formed a well of flame around right under himself.
(E.L)
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[15:42] She offered a deep bow with a flourish of her robes. It was all about putting on a show... Right? Revan and Barrachan's praise were met with a grin as she rose back up.

Jade Drakan of Lightning. She could get used to that.
(Raeliana)
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[15:44] Shiro heard the words come out of Revans mouth in which he was about to begin a speech of what Fireblooded truly means. This is one key word that Shiro has been waiting to learn about.

Shiro took a seat and tucked his newly grown wings back to leave some space for anyone else trying to sit beside him
(Shiro)
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[16:01] Revan had not anticipated the Jade Dragoness to be so educated on the faith, yet she would lay an excellent foundation for him. Where he had planned to give an introductory lesson to the Fireblooded, the would thoroughly cover everything he wanted to, saving his breath to delve even deeper into the tenants of Dragons.

Pulling a stone slate from his breastplate, he would hold it above his head for all to see. Barrachan would recognize it as the broken tablet that depicted the Saga of Thorgil.

"Thank you, little Jade one for opening the sermon so nicely." Completely unplanned, as she bowed and accepted the praise, Revan would seize control and try to play it off to the best of the Ringleader's blood in him.

"The Saga of Thorgil is one of the few records that we actually have of the Dragon's decrees for us to follow. It is the account of a warrior of great renown, converted to Fireblooded.. And becoming one of the first few to witness the Red Titan, Garljing for longer than a brief moment. Continuing to rise further beyond on that and becoming a servant to Garljing, and learning of the wisdom that would be passed down to us."

He would give an outline, his voice booming as he shared the importance of the carved stone that was above his head. Standing above the church it would be far too small for anyone to naturally read, so he would begin with what made him such a notable warrior.

"In his youth, Thorgil was a strong and charismatic man. He was able to lead an entire company of warriors into The Shadow lands. Unexplored and plague ridden jungles left behind from the aftermath of The Divine War, he fought great and beasts that which man hadn't laid eyes on, and recovered great treasures."

It was important to outline the sort of man Thorgil was because it would be an example for other fireblooded in how to conduct themselves. Though he would pause to see what everyone's thoughts were thus far.
(Revan Task)
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[16:04] Shiro exclaims, "HAZAA!"
[16:11] The story was interesting to her. Listening to every word carefully and making sure to commit it to memory she tracked new phrase and name in her head. Wanting to hear more about what they were.

It was odd to Estra to be in front of Revan as he called out in such a booming tone. The only thought she could think of when he was able to do that was that she wanted to be able to do that to. Training would help with that, but she did wonder if she would ever get to that point.

The divine war, the shadow lands, Thorgil, Red titan, Garljing she would want to know more about all of these. A few of them she did have a very good idea of what they were and represented, but it wasn't enough knowing something new only brought up another question in her mind. Her ears twitched slightly as she thought.
(Estra)
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[16:14] The young drakanite looked up into the platform that his adoptive father would be standing on, preparing for maybe the greatest speech for young Shiro to ever listen too. The man's deep tone began to exclaim of a once great or as he worded one of the greatest warriors to be known of the Fireblooded.

This all sounded like very advanced history for such a young boy but at least he understood the main thing. That Fireblooded are strong and able to become leaders and achieve anything they so far desire. That's what it meant to be strong willed, and such an important figure.

Young Shiro's heart started pounding the more he heard of what he sought out to be. He wanted to grow up and become a fine young man that can either lead others or face any challenges ahead of him.

Shiro's wings began to spread apart and flames could be seen forming around the tips of his horns from him trying to contain his excitement. Being able to become a Fireblooded some time in his older years would be a great honor that he can't back down from.
(Shiro)
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[16:16] It was one of the most important things to the faith of the Fireblooded. Thorgil's story was one of a man who had become chosen by Garljing from his achievements.

His flame did nothing but stagnate during the entire story as he was reminded of that act of cowardice from the months before, not to mention his delayed atonement.

To become the very ideal Fireblooded he seeked to be, E.L would have to discard his old personality. From it's way of thinking all the way down to how he acted and carried himself.

But for the time being, it would be best to sit in the flame that charred his flesh until it grew to become his own or he thought that it was more than enough.
(E.L)
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[16:17] A smile appeared upon his face as he witnessed Revan immediately making use of the Fireblooded's newfound treasure. He listened in closely after speaking with Raeliana. The Jade Drakan definitely had fire in her blood, it impressed Barrachan. Nonetheless, the words from Revan begin and the Drakanite takes a deep inhale preparing to attribute it all to memory.

The Saga of Thorgil was one of great interest and importance. Barrachan had only recently read over the scriptures regarding his time with Garljing and the Tenets that he had written.

When it came to the Shadow lands, Barrachan found himself envious. Such an opposing land in the world but Thorgil had no fear in such things. He was a warrior without equal, surely, one that had earned the recognition of a Dragon in the eyes of Barrachan. The Divine War had left many relics and scars upon that land.

"Thorgil was truly a human unlike most. He ventured into that land with only a few, and did what most would say impossible. Then to stay in the presence of Garljing for so long...." A faint smirk appeared upon the Drakanite's face. "Is it true that Garljing blessed him with the status of Drakanite?" He inquired to the Head Priest.
(Barrachan Vatoris)
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[16:24] Anguisa asks, "Hm?"
[16:24] Barrachan gestures Anguisa over.
(Barrachan Vatoris)
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[16:24] Barrachan Vatoris says, "Fireblood lessons."
[16:24] Anguisa says, "Ooh..."
[16:30] Revan spoke of mythical creatures of legend, and artifacts of wonder inside a mysterious and spooky tainted jungle, however, he did not speak of the cost he had to pay for such glory.

"Unlike most- but not impossible, it is through his journey that we know the most virtuous ways to live our own lives. Just as he fought ape-like beasts and moving trees in those corrupted jungles, he also had to face sickening rot. When he returned to Theria to become a Warlord, many of his men succumbed to a decay that caused the skin to bubble, and pop with a sickening haze from it. With every reward is a risk, never forget that."

The tablet held in one hand now, he would begin to gesticulate passionately with his other hand, he could feel the captivated gaze of the audience, and the hunger for knowledge that they sought. The azure fire around him would rage brighter and brighter as he began the next chapter.

"During his time leading Theria, he would go up to the cave of Ryujin's son, the one at the top of this very mountain, and - I believe he put it best." Cough cough.

"At the edge of the cavern where no other man was permitted to enter, I was left alone to wander forward with the bones of past sacrifices at my feet. In the distance, I saw him; he was scaled in red shields, and looked like he had been carved from the mountain. His eyes were on me despite the distance and the darkness, and I felt him deciding whether or not I was tonight's meal or passing entertainment. Even against the beasts of the shadowlands, I never felt so small. In the presence of the divine, I was awed and afraid, still and tense."

A direct quote as a man who gave his first impressions witnessing the might and glory just by merely gazing upon the powerful presence that was Garljing. He would leave the words hanging in the air, as if building suspense.

"There was a flare as the red titan sparked up it's maw- but white smoke would come from his nose rather than black, and with a turn of his head, Thorgil was permitted to enter. A natural appreciation for their power and strength, and why we must protect the dwindling children of the one who gifted so much to us."

(Revan Task)
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[16:33] E.L mewed and continued to sit in the flame.
(E.L)
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[16:40] Hearing about the Ape-like creatures shook Barrachan some. It made him ponder on what such an experience would be like, how they appeared in person, and just what might such bizarre monstrosities would possess. He resounded himself to silence while listening to the words of the Head Priest.

The Drakanite focused his gaze as Revan started to quote the words of Thorgil. Once again, he was reminded of his own experience in the presence of a Wyrm. It held less such Divinity than what Barrachan saw Garljing as, but its presence was awestriking nonetheless. That authority that such a presence instilled, coupled with fear, anxiety, and determination. Standing before a Dragon, especially for a mere man, was with few equals.

As the words hung in the air, Barrachan found himself filled with anticipation, wondering what the priest would say next. It was the passage he enjoyed much himself. The caring of the Dragons, of the children of their shared father. His mind lingered to the resting young Dragons in Theria now, they were the greatest treasure in the land thus far.

A sense of growing determination built inside of the Drakanite. Even while in a powerless form, he felt it necessary to continue aiding the Dragons in any way. Even if his flesh was to be sundered and his life sacrificed for their gain. A fire was clear in the eyes of Barrachan as he continued to listen to the Sermon.
(Barrachan Vatoris)
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[16:45] She had been told a story of a terribly powerful being before. One that was Divine this one seemed so much more different than the one from before, but still all intimidating.

What would it be like to be in front of something like that? Estra would only assumed she would be crushed under the look of such a being. The last story she had heard a divine seemed to give her fear, but like Revan said. This was just a man who stared it down. The infinite power within her soul... the fire that was lit that she had to raise and empower. She HAD to make it brighter and bigger than the sun. Somehow make it strong enough to influence everyone around her and be strong enough to enforce her will onto the world. To make the world safer and better for everyone who was weak.

If the sadness and tragedy that happened to her would ever befall another... she was almost sure it was already happening. The need to get strong. Estra still needed to make herself strong enough to not have tofollow the rules she was told... the rules that hurt her before she could focus on anyone else. The Fireblooded would certainly be able to do that for her.

Thorgil… the person the Fireblooded looked up to as a frame and goal for the absolute best a person could be. It dizzied her to think what he had to do to get to where he was in that story... She needed to know more. What Estra wanted was a hint to becoming better. To not be so shy, or weak. She was so far from what she wanted to be and that frustrated her so much, but served to be a driving force for her. The only real reason she had made as much progress as she had recently.
(Estra)
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[16:48] The stories of Thorgil was something to be taken in seriously. The lad took in the words and imagined a figure of someone doing all these such things that Revan talked about. It was something that Shiro could try and match by trying to become as great or close to it. Even though this is all a type of prophecy that Revan was talking about, Shiro wanted to prove to Revan that this boy had the guts to become almighty.

Thorgil was the goal for any Fireblooded of the new generation, and for that Shiro was planning to go on some type of training spree. He needed to find either his older no blood related brother and see if he could finally beat him in a sparring match now that he can at least sprout a bit of fire magic.

Crunching his fist into a ball Shiro looked straight at Estra and then back at Revan. He said a few words to himself that maybe Estra could probably hear coming out.

"I will become powerful just like Thorgil.."
(Shiro)
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[16:54] "Once permission was granted, the Warlord dared not to even utter a word to the dragon, not without Garljing addressing him first. A full week would pass, and it was not until Thorgil went hunting, and presented the Son his kill that he was allowed to ask one question."

What was that question? The dedicated and studious may have known, yet the priest would skip over it for now, despite being one of his favorite points of discussion in the fireblooded.

"However, sometime would pass, and Thorgil would learn enough that he was ready to share the Dragon's wisdom with the rest of Theria. However, when he asked to leave, Garljing commanded that he pick up his axe and cut his way out. Without a moment of hesitation the two would fight- Thorgil may have been unlike any other man, but he was still nothing compared to the might of a dragon.

At Garljing's mercy, he would put his fists before his heart, cross his legs, and bow his head in the Therian pose of prayer, and soon the dragon's flames would envelope him. He had fought valiantly, and without fear, honorably accepting his fate. Garljing recognized his draconic virtues, and the flames would not burn away the man's flesh, but remake him to show the blessing's he carried in his soul. He was blessed to become a Drakanite, and returned to Theria with the tenants that we follow now:

Dragons are to be revered and protected, and any mortal that seeks to bring harm to a Dragon should be put to death.

Never out number a foe.

Do not shy from violence or exert cowardness.

Discover a want that you would crush nations for.

And do not think of the world as good and evil, with desire and restraint. For that is how the dragon's act themselves."

With that he would place the tablet over his chest and bow, leaving the air open for any comments or questions.
(Revan Task)
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[17:16] Barrachan focused on the sermon and silenced his mind for the time being. Only being within the moment so that he could hear the ways in which Revan presented it, and how he went about informing everyone of the Saga of Thorgil. Showmanship, it was something he was starting to recognize in the mannerisms and the taken approaches on sudden aspects of the sermon.

His viridian slit eyes lingered upon the tablet and then raised back to Revan as he placed his hands into his pockets. It came to the Tenets, something that Barrachan had come to place at the pinnacle of his heart and soul. To never outnumber his foe, to face them down one on one and prove his might as a fierce warrior. Meeting opposition head on, regardless of the risks and strength of his foes. Then came his want....

To create the greatest achievements of Esshar, weapons, armies, tools, all of which to be crafted.....

For this he would find reason to bring nations to their knees. Regardless of their beliefs, for his desires of bringing the greatest Masterworks to ever be unto the lands of Esshar he would see kingdoms burn to ash.

Finally, good and evil... He had abandoned those notions after his time in the Mountain Temple, from his times being seduced by the Darkness, and the words of the Young Master. It enlightened him to that ideal that the world is nothing more than the largest workshop. A place where desires are tempered with restraint, to achieve and to linger. To observe and to take. That was his view, his understanding of Garljing's Tenet.

"Never shy away... Meet all opposition head on. That is the way." He spoke with a smile on his face as he watched Revan give a bow. Barrachan clapped briefly. "Ryujin, be praised!" He shouted proudly as he took his hands from his pockets. "Priest Revan, who will be taking tribute to Garljing next and when will the time come?" He inquires. Hearing the words of the Dragon's chosen, and the praise to the Dragons made so openly brought nothing short of pride.

He desired to know who would be honored enough to stand near the great gates, or even be called inside by the Son of Ryujin.
(Barrachan Vatoris)
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[17:16] As the felinae continued to burn, he began to focus on every single word uttered during the sermon. He followed every single one of those tenants down to the word yet he couldn't get it out of his mind.

Why? Why did i do that? A question directed towards himself. For a few seconds, his flame began to weaken despite all that he had done to keep it burning.

There would be no Vanaheim for those who acted out of the slightest fear rather than charge forth into sure death. "Do not shy away from violence or exert cowardice, do not shy away from violence or exert cowardice." Like a mantra, it was repeated over and over again by E.L quietly.

He began closed his eyes and began to focus on the flame he was downright obsessed with. The very fire that was thrown around by himself was visualized on a mental level.

Waves of flame flowing across his body, a great flame engulfing himself while in the land of the living he simply burned a bit brighter. The next thing that came was envisioning a blaze large enough to consume an entire mountain, then that flame being absorbed, focusing itself on his heart.

Nothing like that would come for a very long time but in the end, something had came from his meditation. 3100 mana circuits exist in the body of a magi. 1500 of them flared up on the magi's body, glowing a deep color reminiscent of mana ripples.

All began to slowly tint a deep red, the fire magic attuned circuits constantly in use until the day the felinae died. Why? It was because he linked them to himself with the hopes of constantly rekindling that once weak ember.

It may have been exhausting but exhaustion was nothing compared to the loss that would inevitably happen had he done nothing.
(E.L)
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[17:18] Revan was giving an excellent sermon It was uplifting her and made her feel like there was something that was possibly in her reach. When she heard what Shiro said she could only feel the same. He was right she had to become strong like him if she ever hoped to change anything.

The sermon continued and the line came 'Do not shy from violence or exert cowardness.' This was her epitome the very core of who she was. She felt terrible and useless for it. It angered her, but it bothered her that she couldn't do anything about it. It made her sad, which only fed into her own weakness. She was cycling through so much. She started to curl up into a ball. It was so much stress, anger and sadness at herself for being so pathetic.. She kept spiraling... and spiraling.

It seemed like it would only continue, but a moment came. She snapped her anger with herself overwhelmed her. It was a calm anger she simple stood back up and looked into the sky. Her face was red hot out of anger and embrassment. She would never be a Fireblooded like this. She would fall back into the darkness and lose everything.... so she inhaled a long breath. To her it felt as though the breath was trying to take in the whole world. She then lowered her head slightly and screamed letting out all her anger and disappointment. Screaming at her weaknesses and doubts.

Screaming at who she was and how she got here. How hopeless and meek. Tears rolled down her face from the pain... but she turned it all into a scream and nearly blasted out her vocals. The scream lasted a long time. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" It seemed to echo throughout Theria and travel even further. This small Razuka didn't know when she screamed, but she just screamed in the face of Revan as loud as she could.

A moment passed she seemed almost catatonic nothing in her eyes, but then there was a small light. It wasn't much and in the wake of her scream it seemed as though it was nothing, but it was something new in her. She didn't even look around she just sat back down her face hot from her fit and embrassement. It had been noticed by herself that she had just screamed in public, but she didn't realize she screamed in Revan's face.

She probably wouldn't respond to anyone anymore. She was on her but knees curled to her face with nothing on her mind.. looking forward.
(Estra)
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[17:35] Tablet held over his chest while the other was held out in a welcoming gesture, Revan's chest would be huffing and puffing from the surprise sermon. There was plenty of fiery emotion raging around as everyone who listened found something to take away with them.

"The offering? I believe it's suppose to go up soon, actually. My dad says he's been taking care of it.. But.. As the new head, I will be taking over that duty.. I may even dare to e-"

And then Estra would scream, tears running down her face, it was hard to tell what sort of outburst it was, but it was passionate. Emotions had raged within her so violently that she had to vent them out. There would be a moment of hesitation, but as she yelled at him, he would roar right back.

"RRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHH!!"
It wasn't an attempt to intimidate her, or challenge her back, Revan thought it was a raw expression of their might, and he simply wanted to join the mighty mouse as they proclaimed to the dragon above. The horned priest thought it was good fun, and hoped other would join in the roaring, atleast until he sees he collapse, then he hops down.

"I'd like to thank everyone for coming out- I will be cooking for any of those interested in following.. Estra, your participation is mandatory."
(Revan Task)
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[17:39] Barrachan watched intently as the answer was given to him regarding the tribute to Garljing. Just before he could figure out what to do next there was a roaring contest between Revan and Estra. Naturally, Barrachan felt challenged hearing two others letting their battlecry be heard by the heavens and maybe the listening spirits.

He took a deep inhale and prepared to roar out as well, but then...

*thud*

Estra dropped to the ground having given her all in the yell. "Oh. He regarded suddenly instead before laughing some. "Ey! She has some fire Revan, she used every bit." Barrachan called out heartily in response. It wasn't often he really got to see others push their limits, even as magi. He heads over to follow behind Revan.

"I'll go."
(Barrachan Vatoris)
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[17:41] Estra wouldn't responded, but push herself up off the ground with one hand onto her feet then stand up. She moved to follow Revan. Not feeling much but a small fire burning in her. At this moment she had to recollect everything and see what was new. She hadn't noticed when Revan started war crying with her, but she noticed now.


A slight ringing in her ears and the brief memory of the actually scream that echoed in her head. Not being able to make much of it at the moment she just obeyed. Her emotions had fried her brain for now. Until she could fix it back up. It would take a bit.
(Estra)
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[17:42] Correction. 1449 of those circuits were attuned by the magi who's concentration was broken by the screaming of a small rat, he asked himself why rats always screamed but then his commander started screaming so he too joined in with a deafening hiss.

[HISSING CAT NOISES]

This of course only lasted for a minute. He picked himself up and the conjured flames ceased, but his once tiny ember had grown just that little bit bigger.

"Revan!" E.L shouted.
(E.L)
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[17:42] The Sleepy woman would blink her eyes a little, letting her gaze hover upon Revan doing whatever he was at the moment. She would just throw out a soft shrug and go tag along to follow him. "Ah yeah, the offering..." She stroke the back of her ear, she woke up from all the yelling. Seemingly she was sleeping while standing.

"I would love to be able to climb up there and offer what i've got. It would be honestly pretty dope. I honestly have a few ideas of stuff we could offer, i guess i could share to you later, Revan. Or... I suppose that you already know what i'm talking about." She shrugged softly, with a light grin.
(Anguisa)