Role-Play The Quest of the White Halls

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  1. Isa

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    Reier moved through the crowd casually with the remnants of his pack tucked under one arm with Sun settled on it's side watching the passing people. If not for the fact that the buildings were mostly wood instead of soulcast stone he could have mistaken the place for one of the markets on the edge of the Shattered planes before the Everstorm had arrived. Even most of the people wouldn't have been out of place- he could easily see the dark haired men and women as Alethi, the vibrant red hair could belong to a Veden or even one of the Horneaters down from the peaks, even the people with blond hair could belong to the people of the Reishi islands or Irilai. It had been the same on other worlds. wherever he went people barely changed, well except the Koloss and the one Kandra he'd found on Scadrial. He finally found his way back to the blacksmith and nodded in greeting as the man pulled a length of steel from the fire and began to pound on it.
    "I can forge most weapons and armor, just give me the details and I'll sort it out."
    "Actually I want your scrap, the smaller the pieces the better. Also if you keep it the metal dust from your grinding wheel would be appreciated. I'm willing to pay for it."
    "Not much call for that dust unless your a skilled smith yourself. I have a smelter that makes new ingots from it, your not planning to compete with me?"
    "No need for concern I'm no smith. I use it for" He paused as he tried to recall the word. "magic. In fact metal dust is rather integral to the type of magic I use, I can pay you regularly if you can regularly supply me with it."
    "Don't hold much truck with mages. Smelter I work with pays me 10 silver an ounce, and I get back most of the metal."
    "I see I'm unfamiliar with exchange rates my friend but perhaps a gold coin for every two ounces will make you feel better about working with me?"
    "At that rate I I'd sell my own mother, but if it's worth it to you I'll do it."

    Reier left a few moments later having spent half the gold he'd earned and with several pouches of fine steel dust. The smith have given him some odd looks when he'd used a wet finger to taste the metal to test it's quality before paying him but had been glad for the money despite not being willing to part with any metal scraps. He'd sent Stead off to find the others while he'd finished his business and was now looking for any sign of the spren hovering above the crowd to tell him where the rest of the group could be.
     
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    Vare had stood near the door to the money changer's office with his back facing the buildings, his eyes scanning the crowd. He did not see Reier leave and return to the bazaar. A slight frown crept across his face as he looked at the various people gathered on the square. A band played on his left, but he barely heard the music over the din of noise caused by those hurrying about their business. He turned to his right and moved towards another building with stalls set up in front of it. It was a market that offered meats and fresh produce. They had set themselves apart from the bazaar on purpose and provided a significant market share of produce. The hunter even lost the occasional client their way. They were quite good.

    In his search he finally turned towards the band and saw flames. The pirate's hair was unmistakable, as was the sudden flutter he felt. It was weird having companions. A smile snuck across his face as he hurried to her side. He offered Magus a casual greeting, waving as he moved around the two. "I hope you did not wait long," he said apologetically. "Reier should be concluding his business with the money changer and hopefully finding out if the man has information we need."
     
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    Magus looked to one side, then to the other, finding that Vare had joined them without his notice.
    "No, not long." He answered, still trying to listen to the music. When Vare mentioned Reier Magus looked around. A glimpse of ethereal movement caught his eye and it took him a moment to focus on the ghostly form, flying above the crowd. He turned back to the two and raised a hand to his mouth and covered it with another, as though lighting a cigar. With a snap of his finger a spark came out, and then a few more. He was hoping the tiny bit of magic will guide stead to them, he didn't think the spirit would wonder alone because it felt like it.
     
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    Stead floated over and sat on the elf. "No need for the show, I saw you three already. Rei was over by the blacksmith, probably went looking for a merchant to buy some sort of liquor to mix his dust with. apparently steel is hard to swallow straight. He paid the funny little coin man to collect information and said you would pay him more if you thought it was worth it. I can show you where to find him if you want." The mischievous spren slid down Vale's back and swung back and forth from her hair.

    "Are you sure your world doesn't have any Unkalaki in it? There the only people we've ever met with hair like a firespren."
     
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    Vale gave the bowman a soft nod in greeting, her eyes occasionally flicking to the musicians. She scratched her cheek and frowned.

    ‘No difference to me,’ she muttered, crinkling her nose and sniffing.

    Suddenly, she felt a weight on her head, tugging at her from side to side. Grabbing her hair roughly, she raised her braid and glared at the intruder, looking unimpressed.

    ‘Don’t know. Don’t care. Get off. I’m not a perch.’
     
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    Vare watched the magician curiously as he formed sparks from his hand. His spell worked as the spren showed up immediately. He turned his emerald gaze on the pirate and couldn't hide the smile that crept across his face. The sun was shining and the town was busy. It was a weird feeling for him. He was happy. He had what could almost be called friends and they were around him. It felt normal, right.

    But it was still unfamiliar to him. He turned his gaze towards the musicians and listened. If Reier prepaid for information then they would need to go see the money changer. He couldn't think of anything to say at the moment because of the current state of his mood. The hunter didn't wanted to disrupt the noises around him with more. It seemed almost perfect. The music washed over him like soothing waves and it was pleasant. He wanted to stay longer, but the tall man would most likely arrive soon. Their task remained, but he would enjoy this unusual moment until then.
     
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    "Nobody respects even parts of gods anymore." Sun let her hair go and walked through the air pointing towards the part of the marketplace filled with craftsmen. "Rei's that way. He doesn't seem to be moving though so I think it should be easy to find him, especially since your all as short as Shin and most of you could make an Iriali blush." He started moving in the direction he'd pointed jumping from the head of on passing stranger to the next despite the fact that he didn't actually need solid footing.
     
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    Vare turned in the direction that Sun indicated. The knight was back in the market. He must have gone back for the metal he needed. The hunter still didn't understand how the man's powers worked. His emerald gaze swept back across his companions before he turned back to the musicians. He sighed and scratched at his beard before adjusting his glasses. The sun was getting higher. "I suppose we should go get him," the hunter said, somewhat flatly. It took him a moment to realize he didn't like the idea of walking away from that moment. He glanced at Vale before turning quickly.

    Why did I do that?
     
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    Vale wrinkled her nose, rubbing at parts of her hair. She disliked people touching her - it had taken her at least a few months on the Princess before drunken pats on the shoulder were acceptable. Barely.

    The elf was sore and tired - a horrible mishmash for someone who was prone to wild movement and weightless bounding across the swaying wooden skin of a boat. She was a mischief maker at heart; the travel thus far had been an uncomfortable blend of uncertainty and boredom.

    Just like the trenches.

    She jolted, feeling her skin crawl - someone was looking at her. Glancing across, she realised that the bowmen had turned to leave, his voice barely registering in her ears. She began to wonder if it was because of the otherworldly creature's tendency to chatter. Vale had begun unconsciously marking them down as Sunnisms. She began to think that if she were ever to play a drinking game with such 'isms', her liver would simply melt.

    'Calling me a shortass? You're on, little man,' said the pirate. Her mouth twisted into a pout before she scurried from the performance and grabbed the wedge of a building, hauling herself nimbly up onto the straw roof, squatting there with a wicked grin. Her hair gleamed like fire and her clothing hung, loosely swooning in the breeze. Soon enough, she stood and started running across the hard frame in the centre, looking across the town.
     
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    Reier shifted the remains of his pack under his arm while he waited ignoring the looks of a few passerby. He was going to need to get a new one, the boar had done a number on it. In a way he was surprised it had lasted this long, Most bags didn't take well to the rapid shifts in gravity that came with being worn by a windrunner. This one had been something of a gift before he and Dazith left Scadrial for his help with a plague. One of the local's had given it to him saying it was more important than he knew and then vanishing, He shifted the pack and grimaced as something jabbed his arm pulling it back and frowning. There was a small tear along the remains of the bottom and more blood then their should have been. He jabbed a finger at it and winced when he found a shard of thick glass.

    He worked the hole large and carefully felt around the inside of the whole finding a pouch he hadn't known of before and eventually retrieving a set of arm bands with metal disc on them and a sealed letter that smelled of the whiskey that had been spilled on it. He frowned and eyed the letter examining the two bands, both were common items on Scadrial, devices used to store magic and allow another to use them though he'd never seen ones like this. He frowned and pocketed them and the letter as looked up and saw Sun dancing through the air over the crowd. He bundled up his few items and chocked down a mouthful of iron dust before he began moving towards the honor spren and hopefully the rest of the group.
     
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    Watching Vale, Magus slapped Vare's arm lightly and nodded towards the market. He started making his way through the crowd, setting a fast pace in spite of the everyone around him and called after him "Come on." Seems like Reier wasn't far, he thought he got a glimpse of the tall man over the other lot.
     
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    Vare nearly jumped when the mage slapped his arm. He had stopped moving when the pirate hoisted herself up onto a roof. Her hair was flame and her body wind. She disappeared quickly across the buildings and he lost track of the floating wisps of her clothes. He shook his head to clear the thoughts that froze him and turned back toward Magus. "Aye," he said quickly. "We will lose her too if we are not careful."
     
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    Vale hurried across the rooftops, laughing as the sky's lantern smiled down and the breeze transformed into a wild gush of life and soothing cold. Keeping an eye on Sun, she eventually spotted the uncanny arms of the otherworldly wanderer and skid to a halt, knocking slates and wood down into the markets below.


    She squat for a moment, tilting her head, wondering whether to jump down.


    As she began preparing for a descent, a shadow suddenly loomed over the marketplace, shrouding it in darkness.


    The elf slowly looked up – and a weight plummeted in her chest.


    Above her, the silhouette of the Ocean Princess skyship groaned over the onlookers. Scents of ancient woods and the markings by hands long-gone made their way to the senses. Sails flapped heavily in the air like dead weight.


    'Oh, you fucking bastard,' she muttered, 'you son of a-'


    She jumped down into a pile of hay, but didn't linger, trying to keep up with the flying wooden structure. Crowds scrambled away from the maddened pirate as she tried to make her way from the bustling markets to the writhing forests beyond.
     
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    "Rei?!" Intent on watching the giant ship above him and the others Reier almost missed Sun's comment from where the small growth spren was settled onto his shoulder. If they had flying ships here perhaps that meant they also had allomancer's like on Scadrial- and therefore someone who would be able to explain the arm bands he had found.

    "Hm? What is it?" He pulled himself away from his thoughts about finding another worldhopper at Sun's note of alarm.

    "That elf woman is running after the ship!" Reier whipped his head around as he realized than the redhead wasn't with Magus and Vare.

    "What in the names of the Ten Fools is she doing? Where did she go?"

    "She was on the roofs and then I caught her running away the direction it's heading." He frowned and looked around before tapping into the steel dust he'd managed to choke down and jumped as he lashed himself to the other two men as he lit up wisp of stormlight floating off him as he hurled towards them bowling people over.

    "Sorry about this." He shouted to the other men puffs of light escaped his mouth with each word as he hurtled into them and abruptly lashed all three of them to the bottom of the ship hurling them all into the air as gravity bent around them and the ship suddenly became down for them. "I don't want us getting separated again and I need to know about this ship. Stead spot her for me?" The spren spun around him and then dashed off as a ribbon of pale blue light to find Vale as Reier realized that neither man with him was likely to know how to land after falling up through the sky.
     
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    Vare did his best to keep pace with the pirate that scurried across the rooftops, but he would be the first to admit he wasn't the best runner. She outpaced him easily until the shadow fell upon the small town. Those gathered in the marketplace stopped to look up at the ship, many having never seen an airship in their lives. They had heard about them plenty, but it was still an unusual sight to see one floating just above their homes. Vare had only seen such a thing one other time, many years before. He stared at, mouth agape. It seemed so large and imposing, floating as it did above them. He feared it would rain fire upon them all without cause.

    His amazement vanished when he caught site of Vale again. She jumped from the roof to the streets below. He choked when he saw her disappear below the crowd. His view was blocked and he didn't see her soft landing. Dread washed over the hunter until he caught sight of flames dancing through the still shoppers. She had survived her fall unscathed. Unfortunately for Vare and Magus the pirate immediately resumed running. She was heading after the ship, which now careened towards the forest.

    Before the hunter could turn to Magus and tell him where she was going, before they could turn to follow, Vare heard a rushed, familiar voice. Something slammed into him, lifted him fully into the air and tossed him like a doll towards the ship, yet he felt no pain. All the air rushed from his lungs and he immediately felt dizzy. Bile threatened to force its way past his lips and he had to shut his eyes painfully tight to keep from passing out. The last thing he saw was Reier above him, framed by an endless sky. He kept his eyes shut for what felt like an eternity, rushing through the air impossibly. Nothing at that moment made the least amount of sense.

    Something hard jolted him back to reality as he seemed to collide with a wooden floor. It felt rough beneath him as he slammed against it bodily. There was some sort of curve to it, so footing would be uneven if he managed to recover enough to pick himself back up. He kept his eyes closed, trying to stop his head spinning. His feet wobbled beneath him, sought purchase and pushed him upwards slowly. He was still unsteady, but managed to force himself upright. When his eyes opened their emerald gaze beheld a puzzling sight.

    He saw trees and green grass above him and blue skies straight ahead. Beneath him was a wooden structure, curved sharply on the sides and not very long. It was not a floor. The hunter turned around rapidly and looked up and down several times before realizing he was upside down. A scream tore from his throat as he fell.

    But he didn't fall to the ground. He collapsed against the bottom of the ship. Vare kept screaming for another moment before realizing he had not just fallen to his death. He opened his eyes again, stared in disbelief at the wood in front of him. "What the hell magic is this!?" He cried out, clinging to the bottom of the ship.
     
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    Reier worked his tongue in his mouth trying to get enough spit to swallow the last of the metal dust in his mouth as he walked across the bottom of the air ship and putting a steadying hand on Vare.
    "It's the surge of gravitation used by all windrunners. Now be quiet, I doubt they will like us jumping aboard like this but I want to know why our friend hair like a flame spren is trying to chase a flying ship and I can't keep up on the ground without slicking myself." He kept his voice pitched low as he ran his eyes over the ground, the elf's redhair stood out against the ground like a painspren crawling across a surgeon's table. He pointed towards her making sure the other two saw the gesture.

    "Your not a squire so I have to touch you to keep my surgebinding from running out of light. If that happens your normal gravity will return and you'll fall without any warning." He kept his voice low and his words were still clipped short from trying to get to much stormlight from escaping him when he spoke.
     
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    Magus shifted his body and leaned over and back to move through the diverse crowd as fast as he could, his mind on the task. He passed a man who was as large as the barrel he was carrying when a cloud cast its' shadow over the street. The cloud rained... Dirt? The mage brushed it off his head and looked up to find the a floating vessel, an airship. It was different from those he knew but he still recognized it as one.

    Just a moment later, while he was wondering which part of the aircraft was what, something bumped against his back and magic struck him. The bright magic pulled him up to the sky, defying all reason and gravity. Disoriented, the man flailed for the time it took his mind to understand that he was falling up, not flying down. There was no time to think, if something happens...

    He shrank to a ball, arms across his waist and his head meeting his knees. He could feel the magic surrounding him in his fingertips and he held on to it, using his own power to fracture it. In one sharp motion the ball expanded as his limbs spread and his back arced outward. Magus tore the magic apart and it faded away as his momentum slowed.

    By the time he started falling the mage was already chanting. He was well past the half-way point going up which put him at a long distance from the ground, giving him some time to weave a spell, giving him more speed as he approached the earth. A moment later he could see the roof he would crash on but he couldn't give that any heed or his spell would be broken.
    With his eyes half closed from the wing he spoke the last words, spread his legs as far as he could, his hands sent forward. A mist formed under him, quickly materializing into a gray-green semi-translucent horse and the mage grabbed on. The ghostly beast did it's best to slow down and stopped just before both of them hit the roof. It remained floating. Magus took a deep breath and looked around, still holding on tight.

    A distant shout made him snap and turn back to the direction he was flying towards. The airship was there with two small figures on it's bottom, one of them was unmistakably Reier, light pouring out of him. Magus's narrowed his eyes when he spotted the glowing figure.
    'You...'
    The mage's gaze snapped from Reier to the decks and windows but he saw nothing to worry about immediately. On silent command the horse took off as fast as an arrow and brought him to the men under the belly of the ship.

    "How dare you?" He addressed Reier, anger boiling in his voice. "Who permitted you to use your magic on us? And what the hell were you thinking when you just flew to this ship!" He kept his tone low so he won't be heard by someone other than the trio but his quiet, hoarse voice didn't leave doubt as to the fury behind it, as did the glint in his eyes. "You didn't give us a warning, and I bet you didn't even check the ship before you flew us here, did you!" He was floating a feet from the knight, the ghost-like horse standing very still all the while. "If they saw us and took us for hostiles me and Vare would be dead, Reier." He took a breath, letting that sink in, then added "Don't put us in danger again."

    The flame in the mage's eyes froze, he stopped at that. There was a better place and a better time to talk about it but for now they had to do something. He took a good look at Vare for the first time. The man was shocked, almost terrified but seemed intact, hopefully. Reier really did take his insensitivity to practice, didn't he? "It's okay Vare. You're alright as long as this magic holds. And there's more magic to come now that we're here." Despite his efforts Magus knew his words weren't of much consolation to the man. It was all he could offer at the moment, however, while still fighting his anger over the careless knight off. "Are you alright?"
     
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    Reier frowned for a moment in thought. He could argue with Magus but the would mean opening his mouth and letting valuable stormlight escape. he glanced at the curved bottom of the ship in concentration and willed stormlight into it causing it to glow faintly before stepping onto the small pool of light and releasing the binding on himself as he clutched the scraps of his pack to his chest. As soon as he released the lashing and the earths gravity took effect, he kept his arms crossed and his pack pressed to his chest to keep his shirt from falling to the ground while the adhesion binding kept his feet tightly glued to the ship. Content he was secure he drew the storm pounding through his body back to his center and held it while his glow faded.

    "I apologized at the time but our flame haired friend seems to have an interest in this ship and I don't want us getting separated. I reacted quickly and followed my instincts if you want court manners go find a Lighteyes, or however you people pick rulers, to fawn over. And yes I did check the ship before I picked a spot to anchor us, I was a warrior years before I came into my surges and despite every voidbringer in the Final Desolation trying to kill me with perversions of my power and witnessing the shattering of Odium I've survived through fifty weepings. I picked a spot that had no openings for attackers to reach us, and no windows to be seen through. I could have thrown us into the air and landed on top of this ship with the same effort I lashed us to the bottom. I may not be Kaladin Stormblessed but I AM a born Windrunner and Edgedancer, there is nothing in any sky that can threaten me so long as I can surgebind- and to take my surges from me would take removing my soul." He shifted his pack and let his arms drop catching his shirt as it fell and wrapping it around the bag with practiced ease.

    "Now give me a moment to sport Stead so I can find the girl, Sun should be back from scouting the ship momentarily, unless they have someone that can see the Cognitive realm he'll remain invisible."
     
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    Magus looked at Reier for a moment. He didn't understad half of the things he said and he didn't like the half he could figure. They'll have to talk about it another time. It was either slapping the older man out of his jibber or ignoring it and he knew that confrontation wouldn't help now. Somewhere at the middle of Reier's speach Magus stopped listening and turned to his greater worry - Vare was still collecting himself and he didn't know if the hunter was well enough to go on. The mage looked at him for some response.
     
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    As the men verbally fenced with one another, the rope and hook found its way to the lip of the skyship’s edge. As Vale pulled her way up, she leered at the others, her nose crinkling as they bickered and yelled – the pirate couldn’t blame them. Magic was, at its heart, nature’s most illogical and confounding of mistresses. Those that were touched by Her were fortunate to understand the chaos. Those that didn’t entirely, well…


    Vale glanced at the hunter and the magus, of whom were keen to remain locked to the floor, offering a slight shrug.


    She continued to shimmy herself up the rope, her blood boiling.


    On reaching the deck, her face paled.


    It was empty.


    Save for someone slumped over the wheel.


    Without thinking, she scurried across the wooden floorboards to reach them, her heart thundering – but as she came closer, her heart began to sink. She reached out a hand, pulling the body from the wheel – it moaned and slumped back against her arm, cradled against her chest, bleeding out.


    Vale frowned; her first mate was a portrait of death. His skull had started to see the sun and his torso was a medley of shattering bones.


    A golden bulb was encrusted amidst the filth and decay of the body’s back. Elaborate by design, the centre glowed an illustrious red, regal and calming. The common folk back home called it the Feeler – a contraption that rotted your flesh, but kept your mind and nerves alive. It was a torture device that had no reckoning – no relief apart from the snuffing out of life.


    Her eyes met her first mate’s – she knew what to do. His neck broke softly – a little too softly – in her hands and his body fell hissing to the floor. The red light disappeared.


    Vale rubbed the roof of her mouth with her tongue and felt it go dry. Sounds of footsteps started to trickle across the deck.


    She looked behind her.


    ‘… Oh, no,’ she muttered softly.


    Only one stood in the centre of the deck – but its spiked head and crimson eyes were unmistakable. It was a wreck of a body, a feast of darkness and armoured bone – its face was twisted and chaotic, as if made and remade time and again.


    It was a beast made out of speed, bloodlust and metal – and it was looking straight at Vale.


    The pirate realised her mistake.


    She was going to die without help.


    Sucking the air through her teeth, she stumbled back.

    'Oh shi-!'

    With a banshee-shriek, the armoured monster started to charge towards her, its axe ready to bite her.