BZPRPG: Ga-Wahi

OOC: Funny, I imagined him with that voice....And Shady is messed up. Extremely.IC-Ryllia:"It's been an odd day, hasn't it?" Ryllia said, not focusing on Jaron's death. "What with all the fighting, Mark Bearers and what not..." She sighed, leaning back against the tree they were sitting at. "It's been a very odd day."

OOC: Why do I always miss the good stuff?! Dang school!IC: ReaverShe hadn't said a word since they'd found Jaron. He had saved her that night, and now there was nothing she could do for him. She just stood silently, tears rolling down her face. She knelt down, and without anyone noticing, carved with her Dagger:Thank you.-ReaverShe sheathed her Dagger, and once again stood silent.

IC: EmotiaEmotia sat down next to Reaver, after they finished grieving, they would need to talk, but right now...it was too painful to think about that.

IC: Nikila"Odd day..." she said trailing off, before crying again.She stopped, wiped the tears from her Kaukau, and said, "Mark bearers. All the fighting. You're right."She wanted to focus on something other than Jaron. Anything else.

IC: ReaverReaver had earned a new scar, but not a physical one. She sat down beside Emotia, and pulled her into a wordless hug.

IC: LaserbeakLaserbeak abrptly tossed the flask onto Jaron's gave, and hugged herself. "Jaron was right about one thing. I do drink too much."

IC, Agzinel: Agzinel sat down cross-legged on the ground. He closed his eyes, and wished that Jaron would come back. He missed him already...

OOC: Geez, let's all ignore Shady. That sounds fun. IC - Zlynn - with mournersWith a zap of his mask, he was standing beside Laserbeak. He slowly picked up the flask and pocketed it."So, how'd he die?"

OOC: Totaly. IC: Gravity"I think he's gone now..." I said to Hajia.But I still waited for a good ten minutes before standing up and looking over the makeshift cover. About four crystaline shrds were embedded inside the table. I suddenly collapsed, grabbing onto Hajia to stop myself from falling on my back and causing the crystaline arrow to dig deeper into me."AH! Karz... That hurts..." I hissed through my teeth.I managed to push myself partway up with my tentacles."If I keep this up, there won't be anything left of me by the end of the week," I said, still trying to make a joke despite the pain and situation.

IC, Agzinel: Agzinel shot Zlynn a dirty look. "Does it look like we know?" he asked cynically. "We. Don't. KNOW!" he shouted.

IC: Skyra, Emotia"He was already...pretty wounded...from an incident in the Ta-koro Hospital...he tried not to show it though...I guess it became to much for his heart..." Skyra said rather softly, not bothering to look up.Emotia hugged Reaver back, all teary eyed and sniffling.

OOC: I bet IRL you're all laughing about Jaron's death, aren't you?IC-Ryllia:Ryllia closed her eyes, listening to the sound of what was around them. She sighed, beginning to cry. She didn't notice that Onuzek had still followed her. "What was wrong with that old fool?" She asked, not sure what she was asking. Herself. Nikila. Onuzek. The Wind. "Why did he always have to mess with things..." she buried her head in her hands. "Why couldn't he just sit back and let things happen for once? But no, he always has to run off on his own, doing his own thing..."

IC - Zlynn - TalkingZlynn took his cynicism in stride. While he was grieving, that wasn't an excuse to be a moron.Shut up, you freak. Your body's not a canvas, wash that thing off and pick on your girlfriend. Shady thought."Quite technically, your ignorance to his cause of death is not physical and therefore information not available to the naked eye." he replied, "So no, I couldn't see that you didn't know."

IC: SkyraSkyra decided to turn around and look at Zlynn, he almost thought he had seen him before...somewhere...but quickly dismissed the thought. "Look...I'll apologize for my friend, but...would you mind...being a little more sensitive? We're sorta trying to grief here..." Skyra had said this fairly nicely, but inside his mind, was something different.What is this guy's problem...he just shows up out of nowhere and bothers us with questions while we're trying to grieve?

IC: Nikila, OnuzekNikila just shook her head wishing for it all to be just a dream.Onuzek sat down next to Ryllia, risked putting his arm around her and said, "Onuzek thinks that Jaron was better Toa because of it.""He doesn't think that Toa are supposed to just watch things happen. We wouldn't be good 'Toa-heros' if thats all we did."

IC-Ryllia:"That may be, but you can't just go off and stick your nose in everything, can you?" Ryllia said, still sobbing. "I wouldn't be surprised if Jaron dying was just his way of figuring out what death was like." She curled up into a small ball.OOC: Jaron's ghost: Trololol! You guessed it!(ba-da tss..."Anyways, so, what is it? Are you actually sad you can't RP with Jaron anymore, do you just not care, or are you laughing hysterically now that the old creepy guy is dead?

IC: Onuzek"Huh," he said, taking in the information.The big Toa looked down at Ryllia, who was curled up into a ball and asked, "Does Ryllia want to be alone? 'Cause Onuzek can leave..."OOC: I just realised that Onuzek said something mildly intelligent.

Ic: Danerys had her team of diggers incessantly digging through the old temple complex she had discovered. As she entered her dreams, she could read the writing on the walls of the buildings as they became exposed, and with each sigil they seemed to beckon her onward, deeper into the mountainside, further into the lives of the Valkyr. It consumed her mind just as she consumed its essence. It drove her.Like a commander leading her troops, Danerys urged her helpers to shovel the dirt away, and they did so over the course of weeks. But the labour had its toll, as did the infatuation. Dany did not care about anything other than the excavation, and it almost drove her mad, tyrannically pushing the volunteers on. They eventually became disenchanted with it, and some left. The others, however, were saddled with her, and she ensured it. She hadn't killed anyone -- yet -- though she had taken to threatening them with fireballs if they did not work on her schedule. And so they did, though everyone longed for the end. The only problem was that with each pebble moved, a new sign was uncovered, and the scope of the dig was greater. It seemed to have been built to be an archeologist's trap.But the end was slowly coming in sight, and Danerys did not even allow her workers to rest at night in her anticipation. When a reprieve was even afforded, she only pushed them harder. Finally, they had had enough. "Stop!" one yelled. The rest were too tired to argue, so they eagerly stopped at the sound of the word. "We've had enough of this madness," he declared. "Danerys has threatened us long enough, forced us to toil long enough. She is a madwoman who does not deserve our sweat and blood any more than we deserve to shed it!""Yeah!" the people shouted, rallying around their newfound leader. "She hasn't given us the rewards she promised. All we have so far is dirt, dirt and strange carvings. Let's do what we've been wanting to do!" he yelled.At that instant, all the power that man had inherited was shattered as he allowed his followers to go wild. They hefted their tools and took their rage to the walls, shattering the plaster and crushing the stone masonry behind it. Symbols, once sacred and crafted with expert hands by angelic beings, was rendered dust as it was pulverized by steel. And the foreign sounds attracted Danerys like the cry of an injured hapaka summoned a muaka."WHAT IS THIS!?" she bellowed; the earth shook as she trembled in rage at the sight of her precious dig being destroyed. One of the revolters began to say something, but it was too late. Danerys was beyond mad, beyond sheer wrath, beyond all earthly resentment. As she shot her face at the one who dared open his mouth to speak amid the destruction, her anger boiled over into true physical wrath. Almost reflexively, she fired a bolt of flame at the insurgent, literally burning through his armor and turning him into ash.They all stood in silence as they saw this happen, but they were no longer afraid, and even the destruction of their comrade did not deter them. They were just as angry as she was. They were frozen for a moment, unsure as to how to fight back, but they did so at last. And Danerys did not relent her whip. In an instant, she evaporated another man, and concentrated on another, causing his blood to boil, creating a magnificent fountain as he literally exploded in a mass of boiling fumes. The rest fared even more pitifully.The last one remained at last, and Danerys looked on him with supernatural ire. Invigorated and guided by an unseen force, she threw him up in reflex and eviscerated his body in fire just as he hit the wall behind him.Suddenly, she collapsed, as if her powers had left her and her energy, too. She fell to her hands and knees, gasping for breath, for energy, and then looked up. There, through the hole the corpse had formed, was her goal. Shining and glistening like a sun was a box, the box she had been told to retrieve. She leaped up and rushed through the hole, pushing loose plaster and bricks away in her singleminded race against nothing to the device.She touched it.The world faded away...

IC: Utu - Ga-WahiUtu looked oddly into the eyes of the Mark Bearer. Utu wasn't surprised the Toa didn't say anything, not much could be said, "And now that you're here we can move to Ga-Koro together, where your Mark will get what it wants and you can be with your people."IC: Tank - Ga-WahiTank looked at the non-Mark Bearers sadly, they were outnumbered now which wouldn't make anything easier for them. Not to mention how much easier it would for them to be handled in a way they may not find pleasing. Tank came to a sudden realization about why they were still being brought along. Aside from the obvious of them informing Ta-Koro authorities their whereabouts.But now was not the time.There was just too much going on to think.

Ic: The world faded away..."It's you," Danerys said as she looked into the eyes of the Valkyr. She had a reckoning moment as she became instantly aware of what she was in. "I'm dreaming again.""Yes," the Valkyr said simply."Was it you who empowered me? That made me do what I did?" she asked."No," he said just as succinctly."Then who?" she asked worriedly."Dany, there is more to this than you can see with your eyes, physical and metaphysical. I am not the only Valkyr, here or elsewhere. There is much that I must tell you about us, as a people," he said as he walked away, his brilliantly white wings spreading out, soaking in the sun that shone lovingly on the toa and her guardian angel."Tell me," she said in a breathy tone, eager for more knowledge, earnest for more wisdom. "Tell me everything while I'm here.""Then come," he said, and the earth swallowed the pair in clouds as they melted into the white, wispy earth.The sound of thunder permeated the realm, and the two beings were given a view of a fantastic city. Mountains, green and lush, surrounded the polis, and the city itself was constructed of gleaming alabaster pillars and temples, a Greco metropolis that was as grand as it was beautiful. "This land is called Arcadia, the ancestral home of the Valkyr, and we are looking at a city-state in this realm that is known as Ashantara. Or was, rather."The city was suddenly evaporated by a vast expanding ball of teal energy, and the sky turned red with fire and brimstone as the earth itself, once emerald and beautiful, became mottled brown and scarred. "A powerful Valkyr named Ahadica triggered this event in the Age of Heroes, and with her destruction of her city and several surrounding ones, she catapulted an ancient and fearsome rivalry into a full-scale civil war," the Valkyr narrated. "In the wake of her reality-warping force, the land of Arcadia gradually fell apart like a crusty flatbread." The scene crew cracks and fell apart under Danerys and her liege, and a new visage came into view. It was one of destruction, death and decay personified."The Valkyr people split apart into two factions in this civil war, one being led by a deity called Asmodeus, the others being followers of the True Faith. The followers of Asmodeus eventually reconnected with Ahadica, and after being involved with their own intrigue, vanished when Asmodeus abandoned them. In truth, however, Asmodeus had left their company because of Ahadica and her powers. She violated his laws and put his plans to the test, and he lost his game. Asmodeus was a demon, and he had lost control of his minions. Ahadica became the leader of this group as they disappeared."But Asmodeus was not finished. He revisited the people who remained, scattered and disorganized, not as advanced as their other, more blessed sister organization. They had remained peaceful, but when their demon returned, they grew corrupted, and they, too, were divided once again, this time among themselves." The picture of walking saints in a row came into view, and Dany watched as they stood in a circle and chanted. "By this time, they had devolved into the ancient traditions, more martial and disciplined with their selves instead of mastering their environment, and they delved into the ancient practices of magic. They had purged the energies that gave them access to their 'elements,' believing in greater power that came from within."Using their old arts, they destroyed Asmodeus once and for all, and his spirit was shattered and cast out of reality. But his impact would live on. The Valkyr who were tainted by his iniquity remained stained, and they united themselves, disappearing from view to create their own brotherhood. The others, the good ones, united themselves, too, and went into a self-imposed exile. It was this group who found Mata Nui long ago. Here, they served as guides, mentors, healers, protectors, and were known by the matoran as 'angels.' They lived in secret harmony."This time, the images became more familiar. The valleys of Ko-Wahi, the meadows of Ko-Wahi, the waters of Ga-Wahi, all were there, though on many, gleaming temples dotted their surfaces. "They created shrines, palaces, temples, monasteries, abbeys, all hidden from those not in tune with their true Faith, safe from interlopers and non-believers... All in the name of their True Faith. My faith." Danerys was shown the one she was studying as it was being built, Valkyr around it slowly heaping gold on silver, building the vast construct. "This was their main complex, their magnum opus. But it was not to be."Like before, the area became bleak, red and oranges clashed with the serenity of the land, blending it with little reverence. "The dark ones came, too, and fought a catastrophic battle in the flesh, clandestinely waging their age-old feud away from Matoran eyes. In the end, neither side could win in sword against sword, armor against armor, and so both sides did the same: they vanished from the physical realm, I among them.""So... You are real..." Danerys said, realizing that this being was not just a figment of her imagination, a vision granted by the walls."There was once a time that I could have shared your realm with you, but no longer. The angels have not permeated your dreams for a very long time, and our buildings, once grand, have long since lapsed into decay. But we still exist in this place, and here we plot each others' demise."Dany, the power that controlled you in your rage was not me or any of the followers of the True Faith, but a member of the dark brotherhood. They seek to reenter your realm by possessing your kind, by cheating. You cannot allow that to happen. But they have already chosen you, I know. There is no way to avoid it.""Then what do you suggest?" she asked."You are already in this war, whether you will it or not. What I am about to suggest is something that has not been done yet, but it must be done if you are not to become one of their vassals.""Anything," Dany said."You will become a Valkyr, and your essence will be shared in this realm as with your own. When you wake up in your realm, the directions will be on a scroll in your hand. This ancient script is of magic, and it will require some sacrifices, but that is the price to pay if you want to save not only the Valkyr, but your own dimension, too.""I will do so," Dany said, confident. But that willingness unsettled the Valkyr."So you say, but I can only hope. Good luck, Danerys. I wish you well.Reality returned...

OOC: Yes, Grochi, he is extremely messed up. XDIC - Zlynn - With mourners"I understand sir, and you have my apologies. I must ask again, though. Do you want me to prepare a grave?"How many friends did this guy freaking have? Shady thought.He singled out a large, purple one to not mess with. That was only if something happened and they got in a fight of course. Something like...Skyra recognizing Vibaya.

IC: VibayaSomething like Vibaya floating up beside his friend. He hadn't changed appearance in the slightest. He still wore the same black cloak, and the same armor hidden underneath it. But his face was somewhat hidden behind his own breathing smoke. But his voice, he was speaking in a bot more of a raspy voice. "So... another being dies on this island. That seems to be the daily norm now... it really is a terrible loss..."

IC: ZaukThe Toa of Lghtning summed up how confused he was in about three words."....... What just happened?"

IC: Skyra"A grave? A little late for that, we already buried...MATA NUI!" Skyra suddenly yelled as Vibaya appeared next to "What the..oh...hello..." Skyra said to Vibaya, so far not recognizing him yet, he had been pretty drunk when they met the first time.

IC: Vibaya"And greetings to you too, and my sorrow for the death of your friend." He noted, still in the same false voice. And also my wishes that your arrogance causes you to join him.

IC: LaserbeakLaserbeak glared at Vibaya. She could remember him. "Hello again. Kale Roho."

IC: VibayaHe seemed rather puzzled, of course, it was faked. "You know what I am? That is surprising, very few beings do anymore... not exactly the most commonly seen species to say the least. But... I do not believe we have met before."

IC: Laserbeak"Oh yeah, we've met before." Laserbeak continued to glare. "Back in Le-Koro, a short time ago. You had a dispute with Skyra, and drew your weapons. Skyra and I drew ours in response, and then you tried to pass it off as two Toa threatening a defenseless being. And then you ran." Laserbeak recounted this with astonishing accuracy, considering her state of intoxication when the two first met."I was drunk, not suffering from amnesia."

IC: Skyra"Wait..." Skyra looked at the two more closely. "Ohhh..." He said rather calmly. "Well this is...kinda awkward..." Skyra said, scratching the back of his head, remembering who they were now.

IC: Vibaya"Then I suppose you have already heard about the blacksmith?" Vibaya asked, his voice no longer hidden. "It's terrible when that happens to people, absolutely terrible. I've heard word that it was an unexpected attack, with no cause behind it, terrible, simply terrible."

IC: Skyra"Blacksmith?" Skyra said, apparently confused. "Sorry, but I haven't heard. What happen to this blacksmith?"

IC: LaserbeakLaserbeak's eyes narrowed. "What did you do to that blacksmith?" He obviously hadn't mentioned it as a conversation piece.

IC: Tillian (Beach, Ga-Wahi)Tillian had re-buried himself in Jaron's book to try and distract himself from the situation unfolding around him, but at the moment, the group was getting too heated. He closed the book and set it down, marking the page of the Charm of Purity."What's going on, here?" he asked softly.-Teezy

IC: Laserbeak"This is the guy who caused Skyra and I a bit of trouble back in Le-Koro." Laserbeak answered. "He is also making rather suspicious comments about the death of a blacksmith."

IC: Tillian (Beach, Ga-Wahi)Tillian raised his eyebrows at the pair and nodded his head slightly in greeting, though his eyes were haunted in slight suspicion."Such as...?"-Teezy

IC: Laserbeak"After I mentioned I knew who he was, his exact words were 'Then I suppose you have already heard about the blacksmith? It's terrible when that happens to people, absolutely terrible. I've heard word that it was an unexpected attack, with no cause behind it, terrible, simply terrible.'" Laserbeak replied.

IC: Tillian (Beach, Ga-Wahi)Tillian's eyes raked the duo a couple times again before he shrugged and sat down, opening the book and reading up on the Charm that he held in his hand.What's so special about you, little guy? he asked the Charm mentally.-Teezy

IC: SkyraSkyra decided to ignore the two creeps for a moment, as he remembered something rather important he'd almost forgotten, Krayn! He scooted over to Tillian. "Say Tillian...I was gonna mention this to you sooner...you know...before Jaron..." He stopped himself. "Yeah anyway, what I was gonna say was that Krayn is sorta with the mark bearer group...he's been sending me messages with his elemental power...he's sorta stuck with them. The mark bearers seem to be holding the non-mark bearers as hostages of sorts...or something." IC: EmotiaEmotia perked up as she over heard Skyra, she knew what Reaver and her had to do, they had to join the mark bearer group, if only to keep the hostages live.

OOC: Creep...? If anything, Skybeak is being rather creepy. She instantly jumped to conclusions (meta gaming) when he mentioned someone's death. IC - Zlynn - Talking"Terrible appologies." as in, my apologies are terrible, "But all Kale Rohu look the same. He is one of the only two left. You must have met his despicable brother, Anaya. I know you are grieving, miss, but please don't jump to conclusions."Shady wanted to slay himself as another toa approached."Why, hello. That's a nice book you've got."

IC: Tillian (Beach, Ga-Wahi)Tillian nodded and motioned his head towards the grave."It was his," he said softly, before turning to the two Mark Bearers, his gaze troubled."If you want to go, then go. But try not to get yourselves killed. Please."-Teezy