EVENT: Rising Tides

Ariel sat atop one of the many roof tops that scattered the city specifically choosing one that was close to the sea. The ocean breeze fluttered through her crimson hair flickering it behind her as the girl looked out towards the sea. Apparently the magic council had found out about their little surprised and decided that it was of the best decisions to move everyone out of Hargeon. However her master had planned for that and the red headed siren had made her rounds to the people of Hargeon speaking to them and convincing them to stay because this was where their home was and they shouldn't have to part with it. But this was not the only action that the magic council has taken. Ariel could feel the magic power residing in the town growing bit by bit. Mages were coming. But sensing the magic from them they would not be much of a problem.

The teen smiled a Cheshire smile and glanced over to her brother who was a couple roof tops away in victory. The two of them would smash through this town and the mages and leave behind them a wake of destruction. It was perfect. The first golden drops of Sun spilled over the horizon and into the sea, sending up a reflection of molten lava. Finally, it was time. Ariel sloqly stood up on the roof top and looked out to sea her hair was now more frantically blowing with the idea breeze, whipping around her and  flowing behind her like that of a blood red cape. She knew her pet was down there somewhere just waiting to be called up and cause the destruction that it was meant to. Her plump lips parted and a sweet melodic mixture of notes ran from her mouth and through the air. Yet, though the melody may have been sweet, should one listen to it much more carefuy it was filled with a pulling sensation, a mysterious tune that signaled that nothing good was going to come after the song.

It ran through the town and hung above the streets setting the melancholy feeling upon the town. The morning mist that covered the town hung onto it as a child to a candy and milked the song for what it was worth. It crept down each road filling the once silent town with this eerie melody.

When the song finally came to an end the siren closed her lips and opened her chocolate brown eyes and looked out to sea. It would take only moments for her pet to hear her voice and her call to the surface and once it was there, she knew that terror and panic would strike as destruction and devastation followed. There would be no one to stop her master and should there be? She would stop them first. Part one of her masters plan would be complete and the small little wretched guild that this town was so proud of would be no more than a carpet under their feet stained with red.

Her feet silently hopped from roof too to roof top until she knew that she was far enough away from the sea. She slid down one of the roofs and flipped into an alley, crouching down as she landed. Her hands reached for a small pouch that had been attached to her hip and two golden bracelets were brought into the shimmering light. Reflecting off of the metal and decorating the wall of the alley as the red head clipped them around her wrist and silenced her power. How she hated these limiters, yet they were necessary so that she would come unnoticeable. Ariel was to watch and make sure that her pet was sucessful and should anyone or anything get in the way she was to stop them. No matter how she did it. The red head stood up straight and dusted herself off, she didn't need to be covered in dust and dirt. Especially when she supposedly just got here to help bring down the disturbance that now resided in the sea. This was going to be fun~

The Magic Counsel had asked-- no, ordered Brennan to come to Hargeon for reasons he was not totally aware of, all he knew was that they had basically forced him to go, saying that it was his duty as a Rising Star, Brennan had, of course, obliged. The teen had only been to the city once, and that had been a while ago, so this place was very nostalgic, it reminded him of when Venir was still still a little girl, erm, looked like a little girl. Hargeon had been the first place he had ever been on a job with her, and it was back when she looked like a small child. He sighed, the metal clad gloves on his hands weighing him down, causing him to trudge against his will. What am I even doing here? He thought with a sigh, if the Magic Counsel was going to send his somewhere, they could at least tell him why. Then again, it could be a wild goose chase. Brennan shrugged to himself indifferently, he would keep patrolling for another hour or so, and if nothing happened, he would just head to a hotel.

Suddenly, the air filled with song, a wonderful and vibrant melody resonating through the city, it entranced Brennan, but he listened a bit too closely, something about the song was dark... ominous, it suggested that nothing good was to come, and it terrified Brennan. The eerie song filled Brennan's head until he could feel nothing but sadness and fear, it was like the song cast away the sun's rays and trapped Brennan in a cocoon of eternal darkness. Brennan almost collapsed to the ground writhing before he took control of himself, standing all and covering his ears. "Who in the world is doing this...?" He whispered to himself, and it was at that moment that Brennan realized that there was a reason for his being here. He was glad that he hadn't been sent on a wild goose chase, but at the same time, he was oddly terrified.

Taking a deep breath, Brennan expelled flame from his metal clad hands and sent himself rocketing into the air, searching for the source of the amazing, yet somehow horrible song. But it was too late, no matter where Brennan looked, he could not seem to find the source, and suddenly, as abruptly as it had begun, the music ceased. Brennan frowned and slowly lowered his output of flames, causing him to lower down to the ground. He was glad the music had ceased, but he couldn't help but feel like there was some sort of doom impending, just waiting to crush Hargeon. "Well one thing's for sure..." Brennan muttered to himself, "I'm definitely not going to a hotel any time soon..." He paced around Hargeon, hoping that his fears would not come true, and that the song was just some sort of magic, cast by a troll who wanted to make the citizens and mages of Hargeon worry for no reason other than for their own amusement.

Sorano felt the grip on the straps attached to her shoulders loosen, and blinked out of her brief trance of thought to realize that her feet were just mere centimeters away from the ground. Blushing a little at how spaced out she had been, the letter mage planted her feet firmly on the ground and felt the pull of the straps loosen completely. Behind her, a brown tabby exceed released the sturdy straps and flew to her partner's front, a little tired from the long flight. As Hoshi settled onto Sorano's shoulder, the two knew without saying anything that the other's goal was to first find their team. As a group, The Flame of the Phoenix had decided to answer the call of the magic council together, and Gamon, Julius, Hana, and Tykva should be on their way.

Sorano walked with purpose, a cool, thoughtful look in her eyes. What could have been causing this problem? She didn't sense anything too wrong at the moment... Then she heard it. She doubted anyone could miss that haunting, beautiful melody that soared, danced, and wove through the houses and entwined itself around itself, chilling to the bone. It sounded dangerous, this song, and it brought a melancholy atmosphere settling itself around the usually lively and busy city. The young mage froze, her ears listening carefully, and her eyes peering about at auras of people, or things that could be producing the sound. Fog settled around the town, slowly enveloping the two Fairy Tail mages, and causing Hoshi to whimper in fear. The exceed was afraid of most anything, and this was scarier than most anything.

Sorano gritted her teeth, calming herself and nervous people all around her with a wave of calm transmitted by her shield. Though the letter mage couldn't feel any emotion, her instincts were screaming danger at her. The song soon ended however, unfortunately before Sorano could track the voice down. She doubted she could have, anyway, since the voice had been so distracting. "S-Sorano-chan, what was that?" Hoshi whispered in fright, her claws digging into Sorano's shoulders.

"I don't know, Hoshi-chan, but I'm guessing it's a part of the danger," the letter mage slowly replied. She began to move through the city again, carefully examining auras, emotional, magical, and general, trying to figure out who could have released the music. She hoped her team would arrive soon. She could definitely use their help.

Rising Star. That was a title which she had heard of before, but which she honestly had never expected to earn herself. The half dragon knew what the title was supposed to symbolize: the Magic Council had deemed her an asset to the 'good' side of Fiore, a mage who was still growing but who had already proven themselves. To be a Rising Star meant that the Magic Council trusted you to do your best to help the people of Fiore, and that they expected great things from you as you ascended the ladder of your magic even further. Rising Stars were mages who had an increased likelihood of become a Wizard Saint in the future, because they had already shown enough talent and also enough willingness to help others.

Which is exactly why Akeya did not have a single clue why they would have chosen her. She didn't doubt that she had the talent to become a Wizard Saint, one of the strongest mages, or even beings, to live on this continent. As a half dragon who was only becoming more and more draconic as time passed, who trained hard and had a respectable working ethic, she did have an advantage over all those normal humans whose magic talent couldn't compare to the might that dragons had possessed in ages past. However even if she was talented enough she most certainly wasn't somebody who should be described as altruistic, helpful, or any other description which was used for people who actually put great weight in the lives of others. So far as Akeya was concerned the life of your average human was as important as the life of a dog or a horse: you would avoid harming it if possible, but if it turned out to be necessary it shouldn't be a burden on your mind. They were just another group of animals, no matter how much they talked and how big were the cities made by them.

She was an assassin, a predator, a murderer, a killer, indifferent to the lives of others. She was cold, harsh, had little to no sympathy and would accept assassination jobs if she could keep it hidden from the other legal mages, at least those who frowned upon such things. Akryn was one of the few who she could trust not to betray her, if only because to report her would be to reveal his own past as well, one that would get him into as much trouble as Akeya if not more. She killed because she was good at it and it paid well. He had nearly been turned into a mindless murderer because his father had been a cruel and brutal man.

But now she was a Rising Star. Akeya was flying high above the Town of Hargeon, surveying it from above as her midnight blue wings slowly flapped to keep her in roughly the same position. The Magic Council either hadn't realized that she wasn't nearly as kind or altruistic as...well, pretty much any legal mage she could care to name, really. That or they did know but they had chosen her regardless of that fact. A statement to be made to the public? Even if you weren't the most honourable and righteous of people, you could still be useful to Fiore if you just channelled your own specific talent towards helping the people? Akeya had joined the guild of Blue Pegasus and did what they asked of her because as long as she did what they wanted her to do they wouldn't declare her a dark mage, which meant she didn't have to worry about being chased down no matter where she went. She didn't really mind, since she was more indifferent than anything else. She didn't kill because she wanted to. She killed because sometimes it was the only method, or just the most efficient one, and unlike others she didn't feel bad about it afterwards. Or good. Honestly her emotions before killing somebody and after tended to be exactly the same. Anyway, the point was that for her it wasn't that difficult to behave, and since it kept the Rune Knights off her back that seemed like the most logical thing to do. But to be given the position of Rising Star, even if she was only number three, was still puzzling.

It was also because she was now a Rising Star that she was flying all the way up here, looking down at Hargeon Town. As a Rising Star she apparently had to be present when one of the major settlements of Fiore was threatened by something a lot bigger than your average disaster. Something big was coming from the sea, it was coming fast, and it was worrying. Especially because of how it was moving towards Hargeon in a straight line. It wasn't just bad luck that it was heading this way. Something or somebody had targeted Hargeon Town specifically. Akeya could feel something massive coming towards them from the sea. It was so powerful that she could sense it even from that distance. She didn't think she'd actually be able to do much against whatever that was. With that much raw power it would need to have some really exploitable weaknesses for her to use against it. If it was a living creature that shouldn't be a problem, since all living creatures had strong and weak points. But if it was some kind of construct, or something even more sinister...

At least Akeya wasn't the only one who had to deal with this. Far below she could see countless mages begin to gather in the town, preparing themselves for what was to come. Some of them were weak, some of them were about her own strength, some of them were notably powerful. It still didn't match up against what was heading towards them, but with this many mages there would always be somebody who had a way to exploit whatever weaknesses the incoming disaster possessed. They would just have to coordinate. Akeya was a bit of a loner (or a very heavy loner), but in the face of such a threat she was willing to apply her intellect to the job of making sure everybody who could do something would do what was required of them.

The half dragon frowned as she heard something coming from down below. A song which entranced her for a short moment before the more paranoid part of her mind kicked the rest, shaking her awake. That voice was beautiful, the song enchanting. However it was also ringing alarm bells in Akeya's head. That song, intriguing as it might have been, was also one with an ominous tone to it. Whoever it was that had been singing wasn't expecting this day to be one without its trials. That was to be expecting, but the haunting song made it feel even more troublesome than it already had been. People would most likely die here. In fact a lot of them could die, civilians and mages alike. Even if there were many mages, and they could deal with whatever was coming at them, it was impossible that all of them would somehow miraculously survive, unless their trial was not one that challenged your hold on life to begin with. Since that was useless optimism Akeya discarded it. She would do her best not to die, and to do her part. Partially because if she didn't the Magic Council would become suspicious of her once again, and partially because that thing that was coming towards them, giving the feeling it wouldn't be stopped by anything, could very well cause harm to much more than just this one town. Akeya might not care much about the humans, but she also happened to live in Fiore. She didn't feel like having to abandon the place because something from the sea destroyed it all while she did nothing.

Hargeon Town was always busy with men and women bustling about. Mashyuu had been here on more than one occasion but never because he wanted to be. The last time there was a killer on the lose in mines, blowing slaves to hell once they were no longer useful to the mans diamond mining operation. During the job Mashyuu was nearly killed along with his earth elemental Rocky. That was why when the Guild Master of Sabertooth asked Mashyuu to be in Hargeon Town to help with a potential disaster Mashyuu left the creature at his room in the guild hall.

Men and women shoved past the Earth Slayer while he looked for anything out of the ordinary. Apparently there was something coming in the water but the Magic Council couldn't convince the citizens to leave. That was really why Mashyuu was there, to keep the people safe and if needed evacuate them.

A light wind caught Mashyuu's upright brown hair and the brown jacket he wore, causing them to both flow in the breeze. A dangerously beautiful song carried along the air with the breeze, almost hurting the Dragon Slayer's ears. Mashyuu paused in the middle of a paved street and slipped his red and black gloves on, in case he didn't have any sort of stone to use at some point. The moment the song stopped flowing through the air Mashyuu took off to look around for the source. His nose flared up when he caught the scent of Brennan, a Wizard he had worked with in the past. Apparently the Council had sent more than just Mashyuu, a thought that had given him great comfort. The Earth Slayer started to look for the highest point in the city, thinking that the sound would come from there first if anywhere.

WC: 300

The day had already started off on a weird note, instead of trying to sleep in late on his day off Kite woke up strangely early for some reason. It wasn’t due to the particular nightmare that had been plaguing his his subconscious for the past couple months nor was his awakening caused by an outside disturbance his had just simply woke up. Down in his bunk aboard Tailspin there was no windows to peer outside so it was impossible to use the outside world to comprehend what time it was currently the only source he had was the lacrima clock that he had resting on his desk against the far wall from where his bed was. He took his right hand and ran it through his hair, slicking it back in its usual style, long and spiky as it flowed now from the front of his head to the back and turned his attention to the clock, squinting at first with the attempt to focus his vision so he could actually read the time on the clock it took but a moment for his vision to turn to its usual sharpness ”Five AM huh? Why in the world am I up so early.“ he said with a slight hint of confusion hinted in his voice. His first instinct upon seeing what time of day it was, was to flop back onto his bed and attempt to breach the confines of sleep once again and he did so but to no avail, he just laid there for ten minutes or so with his eyes open and fixated on the ceiling rather than the insides of his eye lids ”Well it’s safe to assume that I won’t be going back to sleep anytime soon. Might be best to just get up then. “ he said as he pushed the blankets aside and swung himself out of bed, standing up wearing nothing but a pair of black pajama pants. The ship wasn’t equipped with a wash room but he managed to rig a makeshift shower down in his bunk and used it in order to take his morning shower before adorning himself with his usual wear, his all black travel and combat wear and exited his room by climbing the ladder leading to the foredeck of the ship above, pulling the door shut behind him after his feet were safely planted off the ladder. He was at a bit of a loss for what to do seeing as this time of day was rather foreign to him as a whole, the idea of taking a job sounded good but most likely the guild hall was empty or so he would assume and he didn’t want to wake anyone who might be a light sleeper. That is when he had a grand idea, instead of leaving the ship he could just stay on board for the time and do one of the most productive things he could think of for the time, he would train.

The training Kite would perform would take roughly an hour and a half, a combination of both physical and magical work. He relocated himself below deck in the cargo bay  started with a half an hour of physical conditioning consisting of 100 push ups, 100 sit ups and 100 pull ups on the bar he had fixed on the wall underneath the catwalk. The next half hour was focused on combat basics using shadow boxing as his means of practice, he would work various combos ranging from basic boxing hand combos with elbows worked into it, he also threw kicks and knees to mix up his fighting style. This particular session was one of his more favorites for it allowed him to apply his combat skills on a conceptual level. Unfortunately for the Demon slayer his shadow boxing session would come to an abrupt end upon hearing the sound of the Sabertooth Guild master’s voice come across the loudspeaker. The stern tone of her voice caused him to stop mid punch to listen to what she had to say sounded less like an announcement and more like marching orders, telling the Guild as a whole to make their way to Hargeon immediately. The reason why was unknown but it was what it was and Kite was the kinda man to follow orders and so without missing a beat Kite made his way over to the control panel by the ship’s door and pushed a button on it, causing the boarding ramp to lower onto the landing pad and the airtight sliding doors to open up allowing open access to Tailspin. Once the ship was open Kite took hold of his mic and spoke which would broadcast from his ship loudly ”Anyone in need of passage to Hargeon come to where Tailspin is parked, I’ll give you a lift. “ cutting off his mic immediately after Kite ran up the cat walk and past the foredeck to the cockpit to ignite the engines and to warm up for take off. While doing so a thought popped up in his mind but spoke it outloud ”Why the sudden need to go to Hargeon? “

Word count:

STATUS.
HP-300
MP-100
Cool Down

Spells used:

Standing atop the roof of a rather tall building, at least tall for Hargeon standards, Ardere Kasai peered down at the city below him. He was rather close to the docks, meaning most of what he gazed upon was warehouses. Warehouses full of fish, fish oils, and other sorts of ocean related trades the town engaged in. It was a town on the sea, very important to the trade and transportation methods of Fiore, meaning it was highly guarded by the Magic Council in many senses. Today, the town was not buzzing and lively like it was before. The Fire King was not in town today for leisure, and this very well tied into the fact of the town's quietness. Something was on it's way to this lovely town where he met the love of his life, something that seemed maleficent, but they were unsure. To his knowledge, a large handful of mages had been summoned from across the country to help check out and possibly defend against this plausible threat. The only information he had been given just the day before was; it was a rather large unidentified being, likely not a ship but perhaps some sort of large creature? He also knew it would be arriving today at some point. Standing atop the building he did not spot any mages, but he could smell them, and the hellish amount of fish. Beside him was his phoenix; Ember Celica. She was currently in her human form, but very quiet. Being an ancient creature of the flame, she was not very happy at the thought of some sort of being or beast from the sea coming out into the world. Perhaps it was a vessel, but whatever it was it was coming fast. He was unsure of it's origins, but he was sure that when it got here he would deal with it. 

The amount of mages coming to the town reminded him of a war, something mages were not supposed to participate in, at least not in a long time. His cloak flapping heavily, the red Samurai armor on his body felt a bit too tight. Was this a sense of nervousness? No, it was wary and caution. Focusing heavily on the sea, it was a nice day today, such a shame to likely have to fight on it. Loosening the strap his long red bastard sword was hung on, he took a deep breath. The guild master of Infinity Hydra had not invited many to come along, but it was integral that he invite his Ace of Destruction, for combat. Haretsa was instructed to meet him on the top of this building, giving them a vantage point. He had parked his wooden aerial ship dubbed the Black Sun outside the town, as he had a feeling it would get damaged otherwise. Hopefully his Ace had come prepared for battle, something she was picked for her position to do. His phoenix played with her nails a bit, ready to change into phoenix form at any time to give him a good flight speed. Flipping back his cloak, it turned into a long flowing cape. His thick brown hair flapping in the wind, his teeth gritted just slightly. His orange eyes fixated upon the vast and almost endless sea, sparkles fluttered across the gorgeous water. Taking in the fish scented air, he tried to get past the smell as to relax his body. Today he came prepared for battle, with all of his gear. The two necklaces under his armor and sword on his body, his phoenix was by his side with her red hair flickering in the wind. Today was the day. Keep your eyes peeled Celica, it's gonna get bumpy today.
WC: 625

Hargeon; the bustling port city that was an invaluable location for all travel and trade across Fiore. However, this city was practically a ghost town today due to transpiring events. As the young Ace made her way through the shadows of the Void, Haretsa reflected on every bit of information Ardere had given her the day prior. The Magic Council had received warnings that someone, or something, was rapidly approaching Hargeon and was a potential threat to the city. The Council had evacuated the city in preparation for whatever might transpire and had asked mages from all across Fiore to gather here in case things took a turn for the worst. Even from the comfort of her shadowy domain, Haretsa could feel the magic power of several mages scattered across the city; some weak to moderately strong and a few that were downright monstrous in their own right. Haretsa herself was armed to the teeth with all her gear ready; deciding it was best to leave Ragna back home as she still felt he was incomplete in terms of his combat capabilities. With all the power she could feel surrounding the town, this was practically an army gathering for a war at this point; reminding Haretsa of the attack on Talonia not too long ago. ”The town's been evacuated ahead of time… Thankfully we’re not all gonna be caught with our pants down like when the Priory attacked…” Haretsa thought aloud, gripping her fist tightly as she made her way to the meeting point her Guild Master had ordained for the two.

   Rocketing her way up the side of one of the tallest buildings that overlooked the docks of the city, Haretsa’s body formed from out of the shadows once she saw her Guild Master standing upon the roof. She began to approach him without a word, the sound of gears grinding as the golden bracelets adorned on her wrists unfolded into her beloved pair of shotgun gauntlets. Haretsa’s right hand swiftly moved to the red gem integrated onto the left gauntlet, pushing it and causing her body to glow with a dull burnt orange color. She then reached her right hand around to the holster around the back of her waist, withdrawing the contraption as it quickly unfolded at the flick of a switch; transforming the weapon into its full length sniper scythe mode. The energy blade of the weapon hummed to life as the Ace of Destruction propped the weapon on her shoulder with the blade skyward; proceeding forward without a word until she was standing next to her Guild Master on the opposite side of his pet phoenix, Celica. The young mage stood there without a word, prepared for the worst as she took in the crisp ocean air that rolled in over the docks as well as the mixture of the odor of countless fish. As the wind blew the girl’s cream white hair about, she could feel the tension in the air across the entire city. There may have been questions on whether or not what was approaching may have been harmless, but being here now certainly made it feel like whatever was coming was irrefutably a threat. ”Ya think we're gonna have seafood tonight…?” Haretsa asked to break the silence, keeping her hazel orbs pinned on the sea and tightening her grip on her weapon. ”Because I’m honestly pretty damn hungry.” the young dragon heiress laughed, her fang like canines showing forth as an excited grin grew upon her face. Whatever was coming, it was honestly making the young mage's blood boil with anticipation. There were no people around that the mages would have to protect, meaning there was no risk of casualties if she were to cut loose. This wasn't about to be a repeat of what happened with the Priory.

Warmth, that was all Aiyana felt as she stirred from sleep. The warmth was Mao, of course, whom was wholly wrapped up with her; arms and tails. A head would lift out of the multitude of blankets and tails to look around quizzically at her surroundings; where was she? The room was not hers, not from her house, and nor was it the room that Mao had at the guild. Where were they now, and why had they slept here overnight? It was as she started to wake up a bit more, tails stretching out as she yawned a bit, that she started to remember the events from last night. The happy couple had decided to go to Hargeon Town to help out with the evacuation of civilians and the people that needed to escape before whatever was coming towards them arrived. The Magic Council had called for all mages to come aid in the defense of the port town, and Aiyana Shuer of Sabertooth had a very valid reason for wanting to come to help out; her history with it.

The young woman had once been the bandage using mage of Lamia Scale, and one of their most active mages when it came to doing jobs in their name. The guild here had been her first escape from her parents, something she had only done subconsciously at the time, and had eventually led her to the woman she had fallen in love with. Mao had a decent amount of history here as well. Jobs with Aiyana, Mei, and Dmitry has let her come to know the town and its people. It hadn't take much talk to get her to agree on tagging along.

Funny enough, they were inside of one of the major inns that resided on the main street of the town now, one of the more luxurious rooms to boot. Upon arriving inside, and walking up to the person behind the desk, they had swiftly been greeted with kind words and praises. Aiyana was a pretty well known mage by now, having done plenty of jobs that were labeled as A rank, and her mate was sort of known if one knew what to ask about; she was the wallflower of the duo. The best room had been prepared for them, and once they had found out why they were here they had even given them a pass on the fees for the room.

Even though she hungered Aiyana would have to pass on the free room service they could have; they had better things to do.

”Looks like we should get going Mao. Time to wake up!”

Really though, if they didn't start getting ready and moving along they would not be doing any kind of help today until it was too late. The group had decided against taking on whatever was coming at them directly. Instead they were going to be purely focused on getting as many people as they could out of the town to keep casualties to a minimum.

”Is this wise master? Should we not help in destroying whatever comes forth to do the same?”

”Could always do that Memory, but I'd rather not risk us all losing to the beast when we could save more people first.” A simple nod would be made from Memory before she went back into the shadows as Aiyana began to get ready for the events about to happen.

Akryn walked slowly through the streets of Hargeo town, preceded by a noticeable gap in the crowd at his approach. Akryn had come to Hargeon this day decked out for absolute war, and that was a frightening thing for the average citizen to see. Even Rune Knights on the street watched him cautiously, eyeing on another and silently asking themselves. WHo would be the first to approach this walking arsenal and question him??

Akryn had a long, black sword sticking up from over his right shoulder, seven knives strapped to his body in various places, such as either side of his thighs and his lower back, a red glove on his right hand that emanated a wind magic feel, a ten foot sword that had to be a foot wide and weigh a thousand pounds on his shoulder, a large, heavy looking, golden axe in his right hand, with his right hand currently on fire. On top of all this, Akryn had dispelled the charm around his body, revealing his djinn form, an eight foot tall, blue skinned giant, with bulging muscles, white hair, and an eye patch.

It was extremely rare for Akryn to show his Djinn form. He had only done it once before, when battling the Priory of the Wyrm, a group that had been extremely vicious and brutal, thus provoking an equally brutal and vicious counter attack from the man quickly becoming known as the mmost brutal and vicious of the Blue Pegasus mages. But still, few had ever seen Akryn like this, positively and brutally prepared for war. Whoever he had come looking for had reached the end of the line, surely....

Minh was not usually doing much besides taking his time alone to read up on various studies in the various branches of education or indulging in learning more about magic as a whole. Sometimes when he was able to battle his way through the reluctant librarians, he was granted access to the studies of more forbidden topics where he sought to understand and analyze them in order to properly prepare himself for when he would eventually face these kinds of evil. Of course, Minh also hoped to learn how these magics come to be and why do they exist in order to properly form a standing on any of them as he was not going to rush judgement. When he wasn't indulging in any kind of text, he was expanding his knowledge of combat arts and magical prowess through training with groups of other mages within the Sabertooth Guild Hall, or at least the ones who were willing to combat the towering rock man. It was a simple existence besides the timely missions that did come once in a while to give him a challenge or difficult endeavor, most of which he enjoyed using only his bare hands and Cheepie.

On this day, he heard several announcements about some kinda emergency to head straight towards Hargeon Town which of all places didn't seem like one where much danger could come to it, but he had heard rumors that some kinda massive entity was heading for the town. Though, he was quite suspicious about it until now with the Guild Master sending them off to the place. By foot or magic, it will take all of these folk sometime to even reach it, but Minh knew better as he dashed his way to the hanger to come across a familiar voice sending out free passage for those willing to take it. Little, did the Demon Slayer knew, he'd end up hearing very familiar thudding of heavy footsteps making its way up into the hanger while Kite Wilhelm can see a little birdie carrying a nest underneath it while holding a piece of duct tape in its beak. With some unnatural speed and deftness, Cheepie tapes his little nest right next onto the cockpit window only to turn to the side and wave at the man before settling into its spot. If he looked more carefully, he can see some sorta little contraption on its back that one could swear looked like some military-based turret system or something.

Minh, on the other hand, settled himself into the hanger with some ease while planning out any possible scenarios and what to do in each one. While his lack of necessity for bodily needs was something that left him rather idle, he still had a mind and used all that spare time further training it as well as combative abilities. If it were necessary, he could probably jump out of this craft in the middle of the sky if descending upon something with devastating force and little recoil, save for probably being shaken up. For now, he sat in deep thought.

As much as the short mage wanted to protest the call to the waking world she obliged her mate, sitting up and rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Today unfortunately wasn’t a lazy day or for relaxation of any kind, that sleepy mind recalling why she could hear seagulls not far from the window and smell a small hint of ocean in their room. ’A shame….it’s so comfy. Maybe we can come back later.’ Though Mao wouldn’t let herself hope too much: she’d seen the destruction threats could bring upon towns.

Despite some of the dulled recollection she bore, the memories of the Priory attack remained in her mind, a copy locked within an emerald. The sheer amount of explosions, how the picturesque town looked before and then after the various bombs went off, the way people were there one moment and gone the next…or worse: spread out over the area. There’d been far too much damage and even if faces could no longer be remembered – likely due to her sister’s meddling – Mao remembered passing up helping them as Frederick had been more concerned with the cause of the tragedy. It was a small regret she continued to bear even if she knew many of them wouldn’t have survived the night without a miracle.

Finished getting changed, they headed out, though Mao made sure to snag them some fruit on the way, offering the apple to her mate as she kept the peach. There was something amusingly satisfying about biting into peaches and they were amidst her favorites save maybe strawberries, but for the moment it was easier to tote as they walked along the barren streets. When they passed the first alleyway they were joined by Nocshanks, the great beast having slept outside as the inn unfortunately couldn’t accommodate his size. He was used to it, though having so much space to walk in the streets felt a bit uncommon for him, let alone actually being so far into town.

This time around at least they had some advanced warning about the catastrophe, and the crystal user had readily agreed to Aiyana’s desire to help the people first and foremost. Between Aiyana, Memory, Nocshanks, and herself the Sabertooth mage hoped they could help at least some people if not a majority though she still feared for the simple fact that a large part of the population refused to remove themselves if even for a little while. ’I can understand a sense of fondness and security within one’s home…but is it truly worth the risk of one’s life? Will memories become lost with the destruction of a location? Will they lose meaning if they’re not here to witness their destruction?’

Perhaps they hoped for something less than the events of the Priory attacks or that with the advanced warning the spurring of mages would either lessen the damage or prevent any destruction to the town at all. Sighing, a question she could no longer occurred finally bubbled up to the point she asked Aiyana, ”So…how exactly are we to help the people? They couldn’t be swayed from their homes before, how are we to usher them out now?” It was a conundrum worth considering as they walked down the deserted streets aside for the occasional mage or few. ’I suppose most are already at the docks or found a vantage point somewhere. Hopefully it’ll be easier to keep the people safe with enough powerful mages taking on the beast itself…though I don’t envy the fight they’re about to have.’

The town of Hargeon.

Normally a bustling place, quite busy for it's size, this day saw residents boarding up they're houses and taking shelter. The Magic Council had issued warnings to evacuate as some coming danger threatened to wipe out the towns residents, though it seemed these warnings would fall on deaf ears. Somehow, the citizens of Hargeon were convinced that it was better to stay than run, for whatever reason, and could not be convinced to leave. And so, everyone in town was preparing for the coming threat, mage and civilian alike. All except for a certain gray haired mage who just happened to be strolling back into town after a long journey.

"The Hell's goin' on around here?" Dmitry Kazakov asked, confused by what was happening in his guild's home town. Unfortunately, he hadn't heard the Council's warning and call to arms as he was travelling to his birth place to put something right, leaving him rather ignorant of the situation. To him, this was going to be a simple homecoming, one in which he would be reunited with his friends and guild mates in Lamia Scale. Instead, it seemed everyone was in a fuss over something, putting up barriers and setting up emergency shelters. 

However, that wasn't the only thing that had Dmitry on edge. Upon completing his journey, he had absorbed the essence of the spirit who raised him, the wolf spirit Hati, making him into a spirit walker. This, among other things, caused his spiritual sensitivity to sky rocket, allowing him to feel the fear and tension in the air. Not only that, but despite the minor amount of spirits in the town, he could tell that there were far more mages in the area then there usually was. Even with his mediocre ability to sense magic power by itself, he could tell that there was a massive amount of it permeating Hargeon. Around the time of this thought, his young guildmate Kateri had passed by him, carrying to of her largest weapons and mentioning a nick name he had come to despise. 


"Quit callin' me that, damnit!" He shouted, but she was already gone, leaving Dmitry to scratch his head in wonder at the situation. However, before he could even mumble about what was happening, he just barely heard something that caught his attention. Some kind of song, soft and quiet. Yet the more Dmitry listened, the more it seemed to ring in his ears, as if it was playing in his head. For a moment, the medium found himself memorized, the more primal side of him being drawn in by something within the tune. And then, it was gone. Dmitry blinked for a moment, unsure of what just happened. Then it struck him.

A pulse from the water, reactions from the multitude of spirits in the ocean. The gray hair held his chest, eyes wide and trembling slightly. Something massive was coming.

Dmitry's home was in peril.

The wind caused Ni-Ju's hair to flap around his face wildly as he clung to the rough leather of Sim's saddle, quickly winging their way back to Hargeon Town to face the coming threat. The Magic Counsel had gotten the word out earlier today that an attack upon the city was eminent but he had heard nothing concerning exactly who or what was attacking and whether or not the citizens had been evacuated in order to prevent unnecessary casualties while whatever wizards and town watchmen were present could deal with the situation. With Hargeon coming into view, Ni-Ju gave a sharp tug on the reins, signalling Sim to land in the town square so that he might provide whatever support he could to the townsfolk before the coming storm hit.

Folding his wings in with a loud snap, Sim landed in the busy square amidst crowds of awed townsfolk who promptly stopped what they had been doing to stare at the huge form of his avian companion. Standing atop the saddle so as to make himself known, Ni-Ju began to address the townsfolk in his most authoritative tone of voice. "Good people of Hargeon Town! Word has been given from the Magic Counsel of Fiore that an attack upon the town is near at hand. In order to ensure your safety and allow for the threat to be dealt with, I would ask that you quickly gather any friends and family members that you can and proceed as far inland as can be managed." Taking in the bewildered and frightened looks of the townsfolk, Ni-Ju couldn't help but feel bad about what was to come. "Time is of the essence here folks! Do not stop to gather your possessions as they will only slow you down! Please think of your loved ones first!"

As the crowds of people began milling about with renewed vigor, Ni-Ju gave a small grin. The people of Hargeon were very near and dear to his heart and after the events of the priory, they had banded together far closer then he could have ever thought possible given their sheer numbers and diversity. "To any wizards that are present, I ask that you stand with me and the other members of Lamia Scale to see that these good people are made safe!" With his warning fairly given and the townsfolk now moving with purpose, Ni-Ju signaled Sim to take off once more so that he could warn the other sections of the town. He just hoped that he wasn't too late.

Saria was resting within the Lamia Scale guild when the information about a pending attack arrived. Shaking her head slightly Saria placed her drink down and jumped elegantly off the chair stall, Walking though the guild she walking out of the guild hall and looked around everyone was so carm even after hearing the warning of a threat no one moved.

as time flowed past Saria started to look at the docks she sore so many mages started to gather there some wondered off to start assisting with the evacuation that when she sore her guild master. Walking over to Ni-Ju she smiled lightly knowing it was not the time but she could not help it "well this should be fun what first boss?" she asked lightly looking to the dock waiting for whatever it is to turn up so they could atleast now what they where up against.

The pinkette was playing in her room. Not the playing that one would imagine with toys and the like but with her new weapons. Polishing the katana that she received she looked at her deck of cards that were stacked only a couple feet away. They were her main weapon if she were to ever use them. Finally polishing the sword to its max she put itbdownband stretched her hands above her head, her shirt sliding up her abdomen. Her arms fell back to her sides and the girl slowly stood back up. She ran a hand through her hair and pushed her bangs back before the pink strands of webbing fell back into her eyes and on her forehead. It has been a slow morning. She had gone out this morning for a stroll and the fog was worst than normal. Something bad was going to happen. With her window open an eerie song began to trickle into. At first listen the girl smiles. It was a good tune but as the song continued the pinkette began to frown. This was Not a happy tune. Racing over to her lacrima she began to record it so that she would be able to listen to it later. There was something drawing about the song and. Evia wanted the song for later to analyze.

A loud announcement echoed through her window and the girl's eyes widened before she raced to the window. The song had long stopped and she knew that there were people alarmed. There was something that she was forgetting. What. What was it. Her hands hit the sides of her head before blue eyes widened and she gasped. Right! The magic council has informed everyone that there was something large approaching and that they were going to need mages to defend should it decide to attack.

Placing both hands on the windowsill the pinkette jumped out of the window. She was on the second story and her long hair trailed after her. Her feet softly hit the ground and she took off in a sprint to the direction she heard the call come from.

It didn't take long to reach her designates destination and she looked up at her guild master and the blonde who was standing next to him. She hadn't seen this person before. Had she joined the guild before her? She turned away from the blonde girl and looked for the person that she knew the best. Dmitry. Where was he? The messy grey hair that she had gotten used to seeing in moments that were a rush and moments when she needed him the most. She really didn't need him. No not at all. She just liked his presence. A soft blush blossomed along her cheek. Even his presence was a nuisance. Why did she want to see him again. With a huff the pinkette scowled and walked in the other direction back into the town. She didn't need to see him.

Hargeon Town, this place wall full of cowards. On the other hand, many mages of the land had also shown up to deal with the 'threat' that the cowardly Magic Council had said was coming towards this pathetic place. Chaoris had but one reason to even show up to this place, to slay whatever threat there was and claim it's skull as a trophy. With that done he would allow others to come to him as worshipers and let them spread his truth to more of the world. Currently he had one followed that went in to combat at his side, Sharp, but he did not know where she was at this moment and did not want to summon her in the event that it ruined a battle of hers.

So there he was, a massive man walking through Hargeon Town as people milled about. Fighters prepared for battle while others prepped places in the chance that the buildings might survive the onslaught, though that seemed unlikely with how big of a disaster this was being claimed to become. ”Pitiful cowards, if one crosses my path they will find themselves cut down where they stand. If they can not fight, they can not live.” The man's bass, gravelly, voice did not whisper the words as he walked, a few bystanders looking at him with surprised looks as he simply continued to move along.

Worst of all, Chaoris had actually brought along his pet; a pet known for causing fear. The toothy grinned liger android walked closely at his side, almost attached to his left leg, looking into the eyes of the people that did the same before speeding up their walk. Those that knew about the creature knew that it would only be feared if you were an enemy, which was what most living beings were.

'I wonder if anyone from the guild I am gifting with my presence will show today. I will use them and their worship through the shedding of blood and ascend to even further planes of godhood because of it.' The god of blood had recently allowed a guild by the name of Tartarus to add his name to their roster, though he held no interest in saying he was a part of them; nor under their leadership. He simply wished to be around mortals that held the same values as he wished all to have.

”Now when will this threat arrive? I wish to cause something to bleed...”

Twin silver eyes flickered in an alleyway, slight movement barely showing the arrival of humanoid creature, gently kneeling with one hand propping herself up in the dark shadows. The eyes tilted to a side, and slowly opened and closed, not seeming to be in any hurry. Yuzuki Faerydae, was, in fact, not in a hurry. The semi-fey was a wanderer, with little purpose in life. She could sit in one place for over an hour and not move, as she had plenty of time left in her life and no need to rush as mages and townspeople did all around her. Chains clinked softly as she shifted her position ever so slightly, to keep her toes from tiring out as much. Silver seemed to glint around from all around her, yet the shadows still kept her, easily. It amused the woman, to see so many humans and semi or non-humans alike, bustling about or keeping stealthy, all seeming to have a purpose. They all seemed nice enough, sure, but Yuzuki knew what all of them could be like given the chance. But she would never give them the chance again, would she?

Yet another pair of hurried footsteps hurried by surprisingly close. Silver eyes flashed in alarm, and jerked back. A light patter and fwump sounded as the semi-fey sat back in surprise. She had gone off into her own little realm of thought again, something she couldn’t afford to do. She let her senses peak to a sharp point, everything around her suddenly feeling razor sharp and clear, her hearing reaching out into the cracks of the sea-wind beaten walls and her nose twitching at the salty sent around her. Footsteps pattering past had an odd, slow, booming noise as they struck the stones, and Yuzuki winced slightly. Ah, she was not in a waiting, patient mood today. The full moon had barely passed, and the trickster side of the semi-fey was desperate for some fun.

Just as she stood up to find a poor victim to play a prank on, an eerie tune snaked around the houses to settle heavily on her shoulders, burrowing into her ears. Yuzuki’s head jerked up, her face alarmed. Something wasn’t right. The song twined around the buildings, building up a sense of foreboding, and the semi-fey suddenly recognized the source of the voice. A siren. She had learned of them in the fey realm, though never actually meeting one, so this was a first. However, the song would satisfy her trickster urges just fine, just fine. Raising her head in the darkness, the semi-fey lifted her voice to join the siren’s. Hers might not be as powerful or terrible, but it held a mocking, scornful tone than attempted to emulate the beautiful sound horribly. People turned and stared at this girl, unsure of what was happening. As the creature’s beautiful voice faded away, the semi-fey let her own trail upward in an ugly crescendo, letting her voice crack, she knew she had gotten the last say, and she was satisfied.

Mina could feel the pressure in the air as she continued soaring around in the sky above Hargeon Town. She had heard the call of the Magic Council and decided that she needed to help out with the evacuation of the people prior to the impending attack. She had spent the prior day helping out families with moving only the essentials to various locations outside of town. Now she was flying above the town attempting to find those that were too stubborn to leave initially and hopefully try to convince them to leave before it was too late.

Any other day Mina wouldn’t even attempt to go into the town but deep down she knew that taking part in the survival of the town would be essential. It was as if something had been calling to her and she was more than eager to oblige. She continued flying keeping track of where she had looked and where she had yet to search before coming to a stop just above the main street that ran through the center of town.

Out of nowhere rang a mysterious tune that echoed throughout Mina’s doll body. It shook her so badly that she was forced back to the ground and forcing her onto one knee. She noticed other mages and civilians stopping to listen to the song as well as if everyone had each been called individually to a concert that rung their certain doom. She slowly stood herself back and made her way to the nearest wall bracing herself to maintain her composure.

“Did you hear that?” A couple next to Mina seemed to be deep in thought as they were staring off towards the harbor where the music seemed to be coming from. “What do you think it is?”

“I don’t know…but whatever it was I think we need to get out of here and quick.” The coupled continued standing there as if they were ignoring their own conversation as they seemed to be transfixed.

“Don’t just stand there then you fools! Get out of here!” Mina was now floating inches off the ground as her anger seemed to have overpowered her weakness. The idiotacracy of the couple staring at her in fear was causing her to lose her temper even more. “I SAID GO!”

It didn’t take long for the couple to realize that they were in more trouble facing down this supposed childish like person then what was on its way. Mina watched as they bolted down the street and turned the corner heading out of town. It was then that the doll fell back to the ground as if she had been wounded by the song.

“This is going to be a long day isn't it? Just wonderful.”

Apollo sighed as he got to Hargeon looking up at the sky. He looked up sighing his watch still open in his hand. As the minute hand ticked he could feel the magic from the various mages in the area. he then looked at the inscription on his watch. "It's time for me to take my first step Eliza I hope your watching." He then clicks his watch shut sighing a little. Something big was going to be attacking Hargeon. it wasn't just anything though it was something that the Lamia Scale guild could handle. He was here to represent the Fairy Tail guild he was told several of his guildmates were somewhere about in Hargeon but he didn't know where But he was the newest Fairy Tail ace and he had to represent his guild and his team. He knew many of them were going to be here but he knew a great battle was on the harizon He hoped for his guilds safety and didn't know who would make it out out unscathed but it was going to be dangerous mission and he didn't know what to expect.

He sighed as he walked through the streets seeing a collection of mages and shook his head. A lot of them were way stronger and way more powerful then he was he didn't need sense to do this. there were so many people around them and it made him smile a little more. All these people were here to help each other and protect Hargeon, no protect Fiore. He kept walking towards the docks looking forward tring to think about the coming battle, he didn't know how to help but he was sure he would able to in some way or form. He kept walking focusing on the job at hand. He wanted to make sure he showed a good example for the Fairy Tail guild. He wasn't about to let everyone else have all the glory after all and show him up. Though it was't a contest it helped Apollo think a little.

As he got closer to the dock he opened his coat and pulled Checkmate out looking at the battle ground ahead of him. he spun the barrel a few times looking up. He didn't know what to do. He was a support mage with no one to support. He stood there looking out to sea a few mages around him a few mages about but he stood there looking out to the ocen readying himself. he would no doubt see there guild fighting all he had to do was look for the destrution that followed knowing ther rep it was there fault.