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    A frustrating return

    Godlike Frederik
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    Post by Godlike Frederik 22nd December 2015, 5:42 am

    A lot had changed in his small time apart from the guild, not only did a new guild master took her place among the guilds mightiest. But also did the entire guild itself gained a physical change. The enigmatic palace that once floated high up in the air, had come down to the ground and taken back the a part of the desert. Well not all of it off course, that would've been impossible. But what had been claimed by civilization had become a flourishing green oasis amidst the endless desolation which was known as the Forgotten Dessert.

    But more importantly then the mere green that had sprouted, the oasis had grown into a town that was bursting with life. There were merchants from all over Fiore, as well as common folk who were looking for a new way of life. But also the mages, who came for probably the most important location in the town. The large palace that stood at the center of it all. Namely the Sabertooth Guildhall, home of the strong and the righteous...

    There was one person though, that probably contradicted the righteous part of the guild, as he generally only looked out for himself. One that carried a dark reputation, and was mostly avoided. Not just because of what he did in the past, but also because of his hostile attitude. Someone who's fury was easily triggered by even the smallest of things.


    'SIR!! take a look at this lovely carpet!' Coming in from his left, was a middle aged man. With a bit of an overweight, nothing much. But enough to show that life was good here at the town surrounding the guild. Obviously enough the man was a merchant, who was willing enough to stuff one of his wares right into Frederick's face. Who by now had obviously reached his limit.

    From the moment he had stepped through the front gates, he had been bothered by probably everything that was possible in the mundanity that the villagers called life. One after the other, merchants approached him. Practically stowing food down his throat, and if it wasn't food. It was some other knock off piece of garbage. And if the merchants weren't enough, there were actual children! Playing around and basically standing his way every step he took.

    So when the last remaining nerve broke inside Frederick, he reacted in the only way he knew how.

    'ENOUGH!!!!' bellowed Frederick so loud, that from afar one could see birds flying away from the town. While from his left hand he shot out a blast of darkness that would rip apart the merchant's stall.

    In agony the Merchant let out a small screech upon seeing his wares being blown to smithereens. And immediately ran towards the stall, hoping to scavenge enough wares as he possibly still could.
    While Frederick on the other hand, marched forwards. Ranting and cursing everything around him.


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    Post by Blood Plus 23rd December 2015, 7:21 pm

    a true son of a


    " “

    Taking care of himself had always been one of Ibara's nature. It was in his blood. His natural survivalistic intuitiveness granted him this luxury. Igneel had only augmented that ability by raising him in a firey cave for only ten years of his total seventeen.

    Life in the village which surrounded Sabertooth was much different to that reality. Much more luxurious but still on the completely opposite side of the spectrum. With Igneel, Ibara was required to fend for himself, hunt for his own food, cook it with his own fire under the watchful eye of his teacher, guardian and father. This empowered him in a sense and prepared him for the outside world in a larger-than-life kind of way.

    Only recently had Ibara established the idea of buying things from shops. This included food, essentials like toilet paper, toothpaste etc, luxuries (occasionally) and general things which he wanted to buy. Naturally, he was never deterred from walking into the village and buying what he needed, this was only empowered by the fact that the villagers were so nice and displayed top-notch hospitality that only a jerk could think of as pesky. At least Ibara thought so anyway. In fact, he thought so at that very moment after locking his eyes on a man whom held himself in such a pretentious way that Ibara almost wanted to retch. He kept trying to look away, trying to deter himself from looking at anything other than the man because he knew it would only fuel his temper. Little did the young dragon knew, the man had a habit for causing a scene.

    Ibara was about to walk away, he was so close to losing himself that if he didn't turn away now, he'd unleash on the man like he'd never done so before. That was until he heard a crash and the stampeding of feet, a natural sign of fleeing citizens. All he could do was look back from whence he came to notice the man standing in a clearing, having destroyed a villager's stall in the process. The villager, whom was clearly just trying to get the man to buy his wares was cowering as if he were next, to follow his stall in this sod's pretentious path of destruction.

    "Hey! Lay off him!“

    Ibara stepped forwards and trails of embers followed his feet. Fire began to tickle around his knuckles, dancing across his palms before disappearing once more. This was only a sign of Ibara's anger to come should the man provoke him further. Steam radiated off the young dragon, he was prepared for a fight to protect this citizen, regardless of the consequences.



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    Post by Itori 30th December 2015, 3:25 pm

    Itori still had to get used to being able to walk in broad daylight without having to worry about being recognized. A long, long life of being a stranger, travelling from one place to another, combined with her recent mingling with the dark guild Tartarus had made sure that she developed the tendency to be as unrecognisable as possible. Now she was suddenly part of one of the biggest and most virtuous of mage guilds one could hope to find in the land of Fiore. Her sisters were also here, part of that guild, so she didn't have to worry about hiding herself so nobody would miss her if she left either. She could just let herself be known for who she truly was, and stay here forever as long as her sisters were with her. It was a strange situation, and Itori had yet to fully cope with it.

    Which is why that she still disguised herself whenever she left the guild hall and visited the town far below it, which by some of the guild members was called the second guild hall. The Ace of Spades, containing the only way to access Sabertooth's headquarters if you didn't possess either sustained flight or magic which allowed you to reach locations far up in the sky. Down here you could as well be in any normal town, if you ignored the ballroom which contained the all-important teleportation lachrima. This also meant that down here Itori could quite easily find ingredients and materials to buy for herself and her sisters. Something which she was doing right now. She felt quite hungry, and she was sure her sisters would also appreciate the meal. She was pretty good at cooking, and her sisters knew she was, so...

    As she walked through the streets Itori did her best to not draw any attention to herself, walking like usual as a rather attractive noblewoman who had business to take care of and who couldn't afford to waste time being distracted by merchants and beggars. Both could be found in this town, but if you knew how to you could avoid their attention quite easily. Make yourself too important to anger, make it clear that you won't let yourself be bothered, and they'll find a better target. Nobles might always have money to spend (or at least, they would let you believe that), but a busy noble would be more difficult to get money from than some more generous looking peasant who actually has the free time to listen to you crying out your sales. As for those who yelled anyway, they could easily be ignored.

    This was something Itori knew, who was used to dealing with people and making sure they wouldn't bother her when she didn't want them to. It looked like somebody else didn't have the patience required for this, as while Itori was walking through the town she suddenly heard a very loud yell, a discharge of powerful magic, the sound of crashing and breaking wood, and the shriek of a merchant who just saw his merchandise get reduced to rubble.

    It was a pretty distinct sound, that shriek, Itori noted as she hastened towards the scene.

    When she arrived she quickly made a summary of what had happened. Which wasn't very difficult. First there was this man whose magic power was quite high. He would be able to defeat most of the guild members Itori had met so far without much issue. The guild master was still stronger than him though, so causing trouble still wasn't a good idea in Sabertooth's own town. There was the merchant, who was very clearly distraught about the mess that used to be his stall. The merchant had been unlucky enough to bother the wrong person. At least he himself appeared unharmed, although the way that he was digging through the rubble indicated he would most likely be happier if he had been ripped in half than that his merchandise was treated like this.

    The third thing of note was that another Sabertooth mage had already arrived, and was picking a fight with the angry stranger. From the fox girl's point of view he was quite clearly outclassed, even though he was making himself look angrier and more intimidating using flames. The stranger was just too strong for your average mage to deal with, and since Itori would rather not see one of her new guild mates get injured or even killed she moved forwards.

    Placing a hand on Ibara's shoulder she pulled him, not very hard but hard enough that he couldn't just ignore her. Once she had his attention she would shake his head, trying to dissuade him from angering the stranger any further. The Sabertooth mage also looked angry, but no good would come from his current course of actions. Still keeping her hand on Ibara's shoulder she created a minor illusion in her other hand, in which she showed a swift recreation of what had transpired. The illusion was hidden behind Ibara's body, so the stranger couldn't see it. Once she was sure that Ibara had seen it Itori pointed towards the ballroom where the teleportation lachrima was located, then up at the skies, then back at the illusion. Ibara would be better off going to the Sabertooth guild hall and telling the higher ups what had happened.

    As for Itori herself, she stepped in front of Ibara and bowed towards the stranger, attempting to keep him from venting his anger at Ibara. Or Itori herself, for that matter. Her disguise was that of a normal human, if one of high birth, so unless this mage was also good at seeing through illusions he shouldn't have reason to be interested in her. As for the stall, she couldn't really do anything about that until this aggressive mage was gone. She didn't think him the type to care, but first she had to make sure the situation wouldn't get worse. After that she could see what she could do for the merchant who had been so unfortunate.


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    Post by Godlike Frederik 3rd January 2016, 5:30 am

    It was already to late, whatever outcome Itori tried to prevent, sailed away the very moment Ibara spoke out against Frederick. Who had turned around with a deadly glare, ready to put down whoever was foolish enough to openly speak against him.

    To his surprise he didn't see any of the usual suspects, but instead a young man who momentarily lit up the flames of his anger. Quite literally even, as with every step he took he left behind fiery embers as his footprints. His hands were clenched to fists, while flames started to twirl around him.

    However before Frederick could even bring any word in what so ever. Not that it was really necessary to do so, the look in his yes already said more then enough. Another interruption came. This time in the form of a young girl, who appeared to be some sort of an acquaintance of the young mage. Foolishly enough, she had placed herself right between him and her friend.

    'Out of my way wench!' he said while roughly shoving the girl aside, harsh enough for her to actually tip over. Unaware of the fact that she was a mage as well. His anger, had boiled up to such an extent that Frederick literally had become blind to everything around him. His sight was only focussed on the man in front of him. His senses momentarily numb so that he even failed to sense the girls real presence.

    Darkness trailed off of him, as he stepped towards the young man. His own magic, materializing and gaining a visibly form. As it dwindled from his body like steam, or smoke even as it appeared much much thicker.

    And then the moment was there, that Frederick stood right before the man. Looking down on him, even though he was only a mere inch or two larger. His face close enough to actually head bump into him. All while it started to look like as if Frederick was about the punch the young stranger.

    'You'll pay for meddling in my affairs kid!'


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    Post by Blood Plus 3rd January 2016, 3:14 pm

    a true son of a


    " “

    What Ibara noted initially was a young girl with absurd features, something the wizard had slowly become accustomed too as time passed. He didn't pay her any heed until she went so far as to physically lead him astray, a feat that Ibara would have lashed out at should the woman's intentions not be reflected upon her features - completely innocent.

    "You're messing with the wrong guy..“

    Although this remark was gentile in nature and was primarily aimed at the woman whom attempted to reprimand and set him straight to avoid a fight that could very well end in Ibara's annhilation, this was also indirectly aimed at Frederick whom still stood an average distance away from them both. Once he had delivered his message, he focused more intently on what the girl was trying to say.

    His eyes narrowed as she played out scenes directly to him without the use of words - she simply relayed her words through actions and illusions that she seemed to conjure. Clearly the woman was a mage although this was an obscurity to the other man which seemed like a fact that the woman wanted to keep hidden for some reason. Her actions proceeded the video illusion as a representation of what Ibara should do next. Sadly, with Ibara's instinctive nature having already kicked in, this was an embarrassment he simply couldn't afford - besides, where's the fun in running away from a fight? Ibara thought to himself. His reply to her was as clear as day, relaying back a message to the woman of equal simplicity.

    "This isn't a fight I walk away from. He gets away with treating people like that? What'll stop him from doing it again, this is a situation that has to be dealt with here and now. Regardless of the consequences.“

    Ibara shook violently, not out of rage but to simply go free of the woman's grasp. In turn, he turned away from her to glance back at Frederick who was seemingly drawing closer, an action that he had not noticed before but this immediately put the young dragon on high alert. This action was followed by a few malicious words which threw Ibara's mind completely off-course, clearly he wasn't comfortable with someone firing back an equally fiery retort.

    Considering Ibara's nature in the past, it was usually obscene to have anyone directly challenge him upon the issue of physical threats such as the one delivered to this trouble-stirring wretch of a man. Clearly meeting someone of an equal-hotheaded standpoint was rather shocking for the young dragon to witness and frankly, seeing him react in such a way threw him completely off guard even to the point where he was lost for words in a brief moment.

    "Y-ya-you.. what?“

    He stammered for a few seconds, unaware that this little accident had even occurred (regardless of whether it made him look like a blithering idiot or not) but the fire wizard had intervened for a very simple reason, a reason he stood behind which brought him back to reality in half the time it took him to stammer. Ibara soon realized, in his momentary lapse of mediocrity, that the man had closed the distance gap between them both and now stood in a literal sense - head-to-head. This enraged Ibara to no end, there was one thing he really hated, when people touched him without consent. The act, in Ibara's mind, gave off the idea of superiority as if one owned the other and this was a concept he disagreed with on all accounts.

    "Get the hell off me!“ Ibara said with a push on Frederick's chest to fuel his words. His movements were swift, strong and concise, his accuracy honed and ready. Clearly Ibara was ready for a fight even if there was nothing to come, regardless of the power-gap between them - he was determined to win - this wasn't a battle of brawn but a battle of ideals, to Ibara at least.

    Simply knocking Frederick off balance wasn't enough for a man whom was now riled up to his core. Initially slightly hunched from before after having his head inclined to meet with his foe's; Ibara burst upwards with equal vigour, snarling as he did so. Clearly, even if the push weren't to connect, the force of his outburst would be a physical obtrusion capable of catching any fighter by surprise.

    "No. You're gonna pay that merchant for damage costs, me? I won't have to waste a jewel on ya'.. Did I forget to mention hospital fees are costly too?“

    Although this comedic remark was completely out of place, Ibara welcomed it with a sly smirk, perhaps a costly one if it succeeded in riling his opponent up more than he already had. This wasn't a usual tactic of his but his uncontrollable anger had driven him to a point he usually didn't go too, a point where his unpredictability shone through and this was simply one side of that.

    "Igneel wouldn't let this slip by and neither will I..“ Ibara muttered to himself, launching at Frederick again, regardless of whether he'd been pushed back or remained completely stand still.


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    Post by Itori 5th January 2016, 6:40 am

    Itori at first didn't react when Ibara acted as if she was preaching to the wrong person. She knew that males had a tendency to talk a lot about pride, so she was prepared to have him try to continue provoking the stranger even though the difference in power was so notable. She wasn't sure if she could actually convince him to change his mind, but she should at least try. As for letting him get away, by informing the guild master of the incident somebody with enough strength could come and deal with this mage who had appeared out of nowhere, and whose very first act in Sabertooth's very own town was to cause a mess. Itori doubted that any guild, legal or dark, would tolerate outsiders acting like that in their territory. Dark guilds would not tolerate it because they tended to be very possessive of what they owned. Legal guilds would not tolerate it because they wanted to uphold the law. The law happened to include not blowing up a merchant's stall just because the merchant was particularly noisy (although Itori was sure somebody must have tried to make that an allowable offence).

    However before she could continue to explain to Ibara how her plan would get this stranger taken care of without having to fight him when the results of such a fight would be obvious the stranger moved, and in a way Itori definitely had not expected. While Itori was still looking at Ibara she suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder, and before she could react she was suddenly thrown to the side, landing rather painfully. She had managed to catch herself clumsily, but she could feel pain shoot up through her hands and her knees. The wounds were something she could heal, but when she looked down she saw that the cloth which covered her legs was partially damaged, and her sleeves were also dirtied. Itori bit her lip to suppress the pain...and the anger. She would not allow such a small thing to break her mask of peacefulness. However she also wouldn't let this man get away with this.

    Standing up Itori created a minor illusion which hid the damage caused by the fall, at the same time as the bruising and the torn skin repaired themselves, the Kumiho's vitality getting to work restoring her body, at least, to pristine condition. Her clothes would have to wait. For now she had to take care of these two men who apparently were too bullheaded for reason to work on them. Luckily Itori had more than just reason available. Stepping further to the side she watched as the two men began to intimidate each other, until the fire mage had enough of it and began the physical violence. Itori really didn't like physical violence. It was barbaric, simple-minded, and so exhausting both to partake in and to watch. She didn't see why anybody would object if she got to work putting a stop to this.

    Seeing how the two men were focused on each other Itori wasn't in any particular hurry when she began forming an illusion. She also didn't really bother hiding herself, especially since the only people who had to fall for the illusion were the ones who wouldn't be able to see her once she completed it. She had become stronger recently, as signified by the fact that whereas she had been hiding one tail, there were now three which her human form was keeping from sight. And since she herself became stronger, Itori also became better at using illusions, and casting bigger and more complex ones. This one was going to be tricky, but she was both eager to find out what her new limit was, and to do something about the two men before her.

    The illusion was one that formed itself as a bubble around the two men, having a radius of several meters so they would have plenty of space. The reality inside that bubble would be distinctly different from the one outside it, Itori was making sure of that. She wouldn't let outsiders get caught up in it, but since all the sensible people were avoiding the stranger anyway that wasn't very difficult. She just hoped that the illusion she had in mind was actually one capable of intimidating both the fire mage and the powerful outsider and getting them to stop getting on Itori's nerves.

    Unless either of them managed to detect it in time they would suddenly find themselves in a completely different place than the Ace of Spades. What they were standing in looked more like some kind of special hell than anything else. The people had all disappeared, and the buildings and all other obstacles were replaced by obsidian rocks, black and smooth. Upon touch these obsidian stones would feel as freezing cold as a piece of exposed metal in the middle of winter. The ground was not much better, being made of black sand which drained the warmth out of everything that touched it. The air was lifeless, dead, and cold. The entire place was one devoid of all warmth.

    The sky was a mix of dark colours, swirling and merging and separating endlessly. Staring at it for too long would surely give anybody a headache, and staring for even longer would result in everything looking messed up because your eyes had spent too much time trying to make sense out of such a chaotic and senseless sky. There were no clouds, no moon, no sun, no stars: it was just that endless sky of swirling madness that covered this dead landscape. This was not the land of the living. This was surely the underworld, where the sinning dead were sent to. Nothing to enjoy, nothing to love, nothing to help you stave off boredom. Just emptiness, with the obsidian pillars like spectators, observing the damned as their minds became their own prisons. Wherever Frederick and Ibara had ended up in, they were alone. Alone in the entire dimension. Except for the dead, which they could not see or feel since they were still alive. They could just as well be the last two people left alive in this godforsaken place.

    From outside the bubble was opaque, only Itori being able to stare inside as she monitored the two inside her newest illusion. The bubble was focused on them, so even if they moved the bubble would follow the both of them, if necessary splitting into two to keep both trapped if they separated too far. Of course if that was the case Itori would have to make sure that the illusions presented to both were visible to the other. The fire mage should quickly be bothered by the fact that this realm Itori had conjured around him was one devoid of all warmth. Fire mages tended to dislike it when they were in cold areas. And even if he created flames to try and warm himself up she could have the illusion make the flames feel as cold as ice. As for the stranger, Itori had no idea what kind of scenery would bother him, but she hoped that being placed in such a location as this void world would at least shake him somewhat. That and she could make him feel as if his very bones were freezing as well as she could do it with the fire mage.

    Standing still Itori focused, starting to ignore the world around her as her attention was all taken up by maintaining and keeping up the illusion, continually improving it and having it react to any movements by the two men. Should they take a step they would hear and feel the sand moving under their feet. Should they try to move their way through one of the obsidian pillars it would feel as immobile and unbreakable as a mountain. Should they search for a source of warmth they would find nothing, even though in the outside world the sun was shining and the world was vibrant and filled with life.


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    Post by Godlike Frederik 7th January 2016, 7:49 am

    There it was, the second stall that had broken down. This time, not entirely because of Frederick. Even though he might be responsible for it anyway. Either way, the third assault of the young man had managed to send him back flying, not so far as a stall had broken the trajectory of the impact. But enough so, to make sure it came breaking down the moment Frederick had crashed into.

    Yet besides his ego, Frederick was mostly unscathed. Maybe a torn in his cloak, or the edges a bit roughed up. But besides that, it seems that the what the young mage had done was only adding oil to the fire. As the dark clad mage's anger only grew.

    A dark thick fog started to ooze from out the rubble itself, and with Frederick. Now almost fully covered by darkness, with an ill boding smile upon on his face. 'Oh.. I am going to enjoy smashing you into a bloody pulp, matchstick! His words were cold yet trembling with the underlining wrath that boiled inside of him.

    But before Frederick could launch his own offensive, he got interrupted by something entirely out of the ordinary. Maybe something spectacular even. All around him the world vividly had changed into a desolate landscape.
    The lack of bright colors seemed to rule this sudden environment, with only black and grey to be vividly present. With the only notable thing sticking out of the ground, the obsidian stone structures that looked just as abandoned as the rest.

    Unfortunately the sudden change of scenery pulled Frederick back to his senses, well for the most part. He was still boiling with an unwavering anger, however now he had his head back in the game and could sense beyond the false reality that surrounded him. Well maybe not sense it literally, but more know that this couldn't be real. As first of all there was no sensation of being warped or being teleported away, second the town around him did not crumble and got replaced. No instead these barren lands just appeared. So even though it did mess with his actual senses, as it managed to realize the sensation abandonment and coldness. Rational thinking had Frederick easily pierce through this lie.

    Instantly Frederick increased his magical power by tenfold, to the point that people physically started to feel the pressure of his power. Even if it was just a portion that he released. Some would try to hold themselves up as they were to weak to keep themselves standing, others would overcome with a sense of fear upon realizing that people like Frederick actually exist.
    Slowly the created illusion would started to shift, briefly revealing the real world with flashes. Cracks started to appear in the so called colorless sky, to the point that it all would come crumbling down.

    'Now it's my turn' he spoke ominously

    With one step forward Frederick dashed forwards, mustering quite a large portion in the strike of one single punch. That he would land from above on his opponent, the moment he appeared in front of him. Frederick would make sure it connected with the mage, and thus smashing him into to ground.


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