Posted by Irzen, Serna, Willow & A Guest
on 6/16/2009, 9:53 am, in reply to "Re: The Curious Case of Tommy Tanaka"
Once the Ranger finished walking, Willow promptly turned, aimed and fired an energy arrow at the Wolfen. Upon his mental command, the magical arrow spread out into a net wrapping itself around Kana. However, the force of the arrow hit the Wolfen so hard that it knocked the wind out of Kana and dropped her to the ground.
"Easy Willow, easy," Alyson approached the ranger on his right.
"Ooops! Sorry, Kana," Willow took a good hard look at the Energy Bow, "I think I put too much effort into it."
"Mistress Kana, are you alright?" Serna ran up to her fallen friend to check on the Wolfen's condition.
Grunting with effort, Kana was able to get to her knees. "I'm OK," she said breathlessly.
"Serna, stay back and give Kana a chance to do what she can do," cautioned Irzen, "We may not know how this is going to turn out."
Kana's Ex-Servant did as she was commanded while Willow Bark added, "It's up to you, Kana, do your best."
Concentrating, Kana felt for the magic and started to 'pull' it into herself. To the others, the netting seemed to flicker and waver before fading away.
Staggering to her feet, Kana waved off the others and stumbled over to where they had placed Tommy and fell to her knees. "Now the hard part," she said while placing a hand on him.
An odd sensation met Kana's touch. Instead of the warm firmness of flesh, it was almost as if a wind was pushing back against her fingers. She had the feeling that if she pushed but a little harder, her hand would go right through where the Gamer appeared to be.
Seriah watched in anticipation as well as the combined magic of the library and how it connected with the wolfen.
At first nothing seemed to happen. The Wolfen didn't seem to even breath. Then the grass started to noticably grow taller and greener. All of a sudden Kana's head shot back, her eyes shot fully open, glowing a golden yellow, her mouth opened as if in a silent scream and the grass all around her and Tommy instantly grew waist high. Once it was over, the Wolfen bent over, breathing heavily, and tried to catch her breath.
"Mistress Kana, are you alright?" Serna ran to the Wolfen's side and offered her a waterskin, "Here, drink this cool water, you must be thirsty. This will refresh you."
Now my charms are all o'erthrown,
And what strength I have's mine own,
Which is most faint: now, 'tis true,
I must be here confined by you,
Or sent to Naples. Let me not,
Since I have my dukedom got
And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell
In this bare island by your spell;
But release me from my bands
With the help of your good hands:
Gentle breath of yours my sails
Must fill, or else my project fails,
Which was to please. Now I want
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant,
And my ending is despair,
Unless I be relieved by prayer,
Which pierces so that it assaults
Mercy itself and frees all faults.
As you from crimes would pardon'd be,
Let your indulgence set me free.
For a moment it appeared Kana's efforts were successful. Some color returned to Tommy's skin, and he began to breath deeper, as if he were but sleeping. Then the grass around the Gamer stirred as if blown by a breeze. A ripple of…something? nothing? passed through the glade, and the Gamer started to slowly fade from view. With effort, those nearby could see the grass crushed beneath his body.
"Hmm?" The elementalist noticed the gamer's movement that was ever so slightly, "I believe he's coming back to us....slowly."
The Swordsman gave The Elementalist a quizzical look of disbelief, "You've got to be kidding me! I admit that I'm no Mage but I think Tommy's growing transparency is not a good thing."
"No Swordsman it is not," came an all too familiar voice from behind a nearby tree. Dungeon Master stepped into view as the gem he wore around his neck began to glow very brightly.
"Dungeon Master, where in the Realm have you been?" snapped Irzen as he turned to address their Guide, "We could have used you help long before now. You've got some explaining to do."
As the Gnome moved closer towards The Gamer, Tommy's body began to glow brightly as well. So much so that the bright lights between Dungeon Master and Tommy Tanaka literally enveloped the entire group. Irzen, Willow and Serna did their best to shield their eyes with their hands and only removed their makeshift veils when both lights disspiated.
However, once the lights reduced their brilliance to a soft pulsating luminosity, the entire group no longer stood within The Arboretum of The Great Library. They appeared to be on a celestial plane encompassed by an sea of stars and constellations stretching from horizon to horizon. Dungeon Master walked towards Tommy, looked down at him and sadly shook his head, "Just because you can attempt a feat, Gamer, does not necessarily mean that you should do it."
The Gnome turned to the others, "Gather around, my young pupils, we do not have much time to save The Gamer's life."
Dungeon Master sat down in the lotus position behind Tommy and placed his hands on either side of The Gamer's temples, "I can restore him to health but I will need all of your assistance in doing so. The Gamer is fading from existence because he has lost himself within his own magic. What I need from each of you is to speak to him and remind him of who he is, what he is, and what he means to you. Archer, you may proceed first. Then the Elementalist, the Assassin, the Shield-Bearer, the Ranger and lastly you, Swordsman. Because you have known him the longest of anyone here, your testimony to who and what he was and is will be the crucial anchor that shall bind his torn soul to his shattered body. Does everyone understand?"
Willow, Serna and Irzen nodded in agreement.
"Good, now Archer," Dungeon Master turned towards Kana, "You may begin."
((OOC Details and translations: Ex nihilo, "Out of nothing." Alea iacta est "The die has been cast." Audeamus "Let us dare." Res ipsa loquitur "The thing speaks for itself." Non omnis moriar "Not all of me will die." Tohuvabohu "Formless and empty." That last one is Hebrew, not Latin. The quote is – in slightly modified form – from the KMFDM song "Tohuvabohu! (Angelspit ex nihilo mix)." The later quote is, of course, from Shakespeare's The Tempest.))
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