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A New Lunar Phase [Private]
Wed Mar 20, 2024 8:56 am
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Wed Mar 20, 2024 10:49 am
Standing like a statue of beauty, as the pale moonlight enveloped his figure. It really gave him an ethereal feel. It also felt better to be in the Deep Green than it was at the base at times. At least here in the green he felt more at home with the abundant nature. Salem had his hands folded behind his back as he continued to stare. Taking in the sight as his deep blue eyes glowed blue, that looked as if it had a tinge of silver as it reflected the moonlight.
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Wed Mar 20, 2024 12:50 pm
Once he was outside, he quickly made his way to where Salem hovered above. For a moment, Alaric merely watched the fae soak up the lunar light. His body was still but he could be certain that his mind was racing. What could the two of them have in common? Salem was a fae, a being as much of this world as the plants in the forest and clouds in the sky. Alaric was just a mutated human, a race that knew little more than to just consume. After a few minutes of standing there watching the fae, Alaric would break the silence. “The moon’s kinda my shtick.” He gave him a grin hoping his cheesy line would brack the fae’s trace.
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Wed Mar 20, 2024 4:00 pm
He brought himself downward to see the wolfman better. Till he was more face to face with him. “The moon is your thing but it is connected to the seas. I can feel an attraction to it as well and maybe something involved with it.” Salem licked his lips deliberately, his eyes giving off that inhuman blue glow. Looking over Alaric as if he was the prey that could get eaten. “What brings you to the forest anyway?”
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Thu Mar 21, 2024 6:50 am
As he rose up in the air, circles would appear and disappear as needed to keep him stable and give him proper lift. He still could not control it well enough to reach true high heights but this was enough for now. He gradually brought himself up towards Salem’s face. Wondering if the Fae would be in dismay over the sudden flightless man’s flight. As he got closer he would speak. “I guess, we can always share the moon.” He said in a soft tone. Even those he was using explosions to keep him lifted, their sound was minimal, keeping the purity of the night sky still intact. “Only if you don’t mind sharing the sky with me, that is.”
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900/900 words needed to train Arial Tactical Explosives
Thu Mar 21, 2024 7:56 am
“I do not mind sharing the moon.” Salem gave in reply, a mischievous air coming off of him. He unhooked his legs and let the staff move to his hand. Falling out the sky before landing on the ground at the last minute. “Except the Sky is not my domain. If you want something I can share. I suggest we go to the sea. At least there I can really show you a thing or two. Like how to properly move in the air. Your current flight is nice but you are so stiff.”
The fae really exited the sky, since he did not want his wolf falling out of it by accident. Salem just did not feel like saying that aloud. It was easier for him to tease and play hard to get. Genuine concern and empathy was so boring.
“If you come down. I may be able to help you loosen up. Then maybe you can show me a thing or two with those muscles.”
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Thu Mar 21, 2024 5:15 pm
“A night run might be good. Have you ever done that? Ran in the woods at night?” He turned back to Salem. He was skin and bones. If he was a runner, his build would probably be ideal. To Alaric, it just seemed like a good way to enjoy the fresh air of the evening.
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Fri Mar 22, 2024 7:55 am
“I give you credit. The spell was not bad at all. It could just be better. I know you can do better. You can train me in physical stuff and I can train you in magic. It is always better to get tips from one who practically breathes mana.”
He added his words in before Alaric turned back around. The mention of a run would have had his sun kiss skin almost turn pale in most cases. The dark sky really helped to cover it up. Salem was about as enthused about going for a run, as one would be about eating poop. Some people may enjoy it but he was not one of them. Still he did not want to turn the wolf down. He would try to count it as physical training.
“Sure. Let’s run. I need a bit of a head start! You will lap me too quickly otherwise. Then we can work more on your magic. Hate to harp but I do not want you falling behind too much in terms of magical skill.”
Salem had to put it out in the open that he was making a compromise. He refused to be the only one training tonight. Not when they could grow better together. That was something Salem refused to compromise on.
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Fri Apr 26, 2024 6:24 pm
He walked behind Salem, glancing over his body. “Yea, no offense but you probably do need a head start. You’re all bone and no muscle or fat aren’t ya?” He had brought his hand up to his chin, rubbing it as he spoke. He realized how rude his comment was and immediately snapped out of the pose. “Ah, shit. Sorry, I didn’t mean you’re sickly-looking or anything. I umm. I just meant, shit. Go ahead I’ll give ya a thirty-second head start. “ Did he just fuck up?
He turned his back to Salem. “I’ll upstart counting when you’re ready. End point is at the edge of the cliffs to the Deep Green.” He took a step back, his face red blushing over his foot-in-mouth syndrome. He started to count. Slowly. “One, two, three…”
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Fri May 10, 2024 7:13 pm
“Good thing you are cute.”
Those were the words that Salem left behind as he started to run. He was trying to go as fast as he could. He neglected to see if and when Alaric would even start counting. Only his eyes were supernatural and he had to be looking to tell. Since he was trying not to use his magic, he had time to think a bit. How he thought it would be best to train Alaric and all. He figured the thing he should start with in terms of teaching was movement magic. It would work better for him since he needed to fight in such close quarters.
Salem may not be the fastest but by human standards, he was moving inhumanly fast. His legs could almost be considered a blur with how he was moving. It helped that even if he was not using magic actively, his heritage did help him out. As a fae, trees and such would move a bit to avoid him. The only other race being as blessed in that aspect in nature being the elves. It made it look like he was moving on a trail more than anything. One that only lasted long enough for him to move through.
“Are you still  around babe?”
He asked the question in a slightly teasing way. Salem may not be able to sense him but he had a suspicion that Alaric was around. He doubted he could actually beat him to the finish line, even with how fast he was moving. Salem made it to the end, beating his partner. He wanted to spend time there but something was calling him to the sea. Salem made a note in the ground by carving groves with his water magic. Then he lept into the sea to find what was calling him.
[Exit]
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Tue May 14, 2024 2:59 pm
He started to chase after him. Alaric’s quickly made their way through the forest’s thick root system and branches. His eyes gleaned with every passing peak of moonlight. While they had not shifted towards his iconic werewolf yellow, he could still see perfectly in the night air. Salem’s scent laid his path out perfectly. It was as straight as he could have hoped the fae to run. He had to give him credit he had managed to place a decent distance between the two of them in just thirty seconds.
As he gained speed, Alaric’s movements in the woods became more primal. He had started to hunch a bit and was grasping with his hands towards branches and bases of trees. Using his upper body to pull him forward while his lower body pushed. Had he always been this fast? Salem’s presence was becoming more present too. His scent was becoming stronger. He must have been closing the gap between the two of them. A smirk crossed his face expelling the focused expression. Alaric veered off slightly to the left, making an arch around Salem’s current path. Hunching down even lower as he moved.
Within the passing of only a few trees, Alaric’s body shifted and contorted but never broke its pacing. Within mere moments, he had shifted himself not into a werewolf but a simple reddish-brown wolf. His padded feet silently moved through the forest while his claws dug in, ripping into the earth below. At this point, he was starting to divert too far from Salem’s path. He had to correct his movements, making his way now straight for the fae.
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- Spoiler:
- Name: Wolf Transformation
Rank: C
Mana Cost: 50
Requirements: Mhardoc's Blood
Type: Transformation
Element: Arcane
Range: Self
Cooldown: 3 Posts
Duration: Sustain
Effect: The user changes their appearance into a wolf. The user can speak while in wolf form, however, they cannot cast spells. The effects of items that were worn are still applied to the user in wolf form. Though, spells that are attached to items cannot be used. This is not a spell but a biological capability. Therefore it cannot be canceled by artifacts or magics that can cancel spells.
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