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Main house)
Aria sighed and slouched back in her chair dropping her pen on the table. She leaned back and looked up at the ceiling then closed her eyes. Her large fox ears were relaxed and swayed with the movement of her head. She was sitting in a large leather armchair in front of a huge perfectly polished and intricately carved dark primordial wood desk. The table had stacks of papers and filed of documents scattered across it along with empty bottles of potions, and stacks of books.
The afternoon sunlight blasted through the windows on either side behind her. “Why today of all days… damn it!” Aria cursed out under her breath before standing up from her chair and walked around to the front of the table and leaned against it, stretching her back. Her nine long fox tails swished and curled around her independently as she stretched. She shook herself down and shuddered with satisfaction afterwards. She walked over to the window behind her desk and looked out, over across at the guest house in the distance her gaze was lazy but inquisitive, her fox ears perked up as soon as the door began to open. Aria knew who it was already hearing the foot steps out in the hall before they even made contact with the door. “How are they?” Aria asked without turning around.
“Promising, though they all seem to a bit reluctant to work together as a team, could be a sign of things to come and a point of contention.” Arkady informed, gently closing the door behind him and then standing at attention. “Miss. Xuki has given them the task of choosing a team captain and they have until dinner time to tell her their decision.”
Aria chuckled with amusement, “I wonder who will come out on top.”
“A bunch of dumdums if you ask me!” a rather raspy but jovial male voice spoke from nowhere next to Arkady. With a poof of black smoke a small little floating creature appeared next to the butler who paid him no mind. The little humanoid creature stood a little over two feet tall and resembled an upright fox and cat hybrid, his entire body was covered with a fine dark blue, almost black fur, bright red and orange streaks of fur highlighted the sides of his belly, shoulders, underarms, and streaks in his hair. His hair was the same color as his fur but was a slightly coarser in texture all of it was brushed back and spiked, his large ears stood about half the height of his body, tall and alert and angled slightly back atop of his head, the inside was an off-white color with a few tufts of dark blue fur intermixed. The same off-white color fur marked the sides of his face in a V pointing into his large eyes, and was the color of the underside of his feet and four fingered palms. His eyes were catlike and the color of ice. He has a short muzzle and sharp fanged teeth and a set of large off-white curled horns in between his ears and a long tail that was slightly longer than he was tall that ended in an orange and dark blue tuft of fur that looked like a burning flame.
“I was wondering where you went.” Aria turned around hearing the raspy voice of the small creatures, “did you enjoy yourself?”
The small creature folded his arms, “It was better floating around here watching you do paper work and make calls to people….” He fidgeted with his scarf not making eye contact with Aria. The little creature was not really dressed in anything besides a black scarf with violet runic markings near the ends and a necklace of fiery beads with textures that moved like they were on actively burning, a cloth head band that had a large charm designed to look like a flame over his forehead and two other strings of charms made of the same textured beads as his necklace that hung down from behind his ears.
“My apologies Mistress Aria, we tried to stop him, but he was quite impossible to get rid of him without alerting the recruits.” Arkady glanced at the creature for the first time since he appeared.
“No, no, it not your fault, I should have kept a better eye on him. Thank you for bringing him back” Aria approached the creature who snickered as he floated around. Aria picked him effortlessly out the air and held him like a large stuffed animal. The creature didn’t resist letting her handle him.
“The pleasure is mine, is there anything else need Miss? If not I must attend to the kitchens to for final preparations and taste tests for tonight’s banquet.” Arkady said with a slight bow.
“That will be all Arkady, thanks so much, I’ll see you at dinner.” Aria carelessly tossed the creature behind her and he simply floated and dipped slightly in his levitation. With another bow Arkady left the room. “Why can’t you be normal like other familiars?” Aria sighed flopping onto a nearby couch, her tails forming a nest-like landing spot for her.
“Because if I was like other familiars then that would just be too boring!” the creature flew over on top of Aria’s desk and picked up the paper that Aria had been reading. “The hell? Is this a warning of things to come or a declaration of war?!” the creature exclaimed rereading the paper.
Aria groaned, as she placed a hand on her forehead, “A bit of both, they’re giving us one more month to get Isaac back under out control before she will formally declare war on the nation.” Aria said nonchalantly.
“Err... your sister is crazy if she thinks it will make any difference to vassalize this kingdom.”
“Maybe, there is a reason why the Northern Empire has no Grey towns or cities, while new ones are popping up for us on a nearly monthly basis. She knows how to deal with them and rule her people.”
“Well, Grey’s are only popping up at the rate it is because Isaac is out there, I don’t get why we need these new people to help us… they’ll just get wasted.” The creature’s demeanor turned darker as he dropped the paper onto the desk. “Are we really using people as fodder now?”
Aria sat up, “Cinder... I’ve ignored the stars once… blinded by my own pride and arrogance… it caused us a lot of good people, and I will NOT RISK IT AGAIN!” she yelled.
BOOM!
A blindingly bright green bolt of lightning that seemed to illuminate the entire mansion shot out from one of her tails at the small creature. The creature vanished and the bolt missed, exploding out the entire wall section along with the windows next to it, the chair was nothing more than a smoldering melted mess, the once beautiful wooden desk was chard and partially melted, the papers and books ontop were nothing more than black dust. A single tear escaping Aria’s eye, and she let it fall. Aria was shaking slightly but she steadied herself.
Cinder reappeared in front of her, sitting in her lap, eyes downcast. Aria picked him up and hugged him, tight, warm, and scared. Her breathing was uneven and unsteady. She began to shake. Her tears flowed free, she held Cinder tightly to her chest as she opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out, the pain in her heart was transcendent of noise.
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Guesthouse)
Xuki had been peacefully levitating in a sitting position in the main lounging and lobby area of the Guesthouse meditating, when she heard a deafening crash that sent her falling down. She landed on her feet as cats do, but was nonetheless startled. She looked in the direction of the mansion and she could see an extremely faint trail of black smoke coming from it. She narrowed her eyes to see that there was a hole on the front of the building on one of the upper floors. The enchantments of the house already began working to repair the damage the hole was much smaller than it had been.
Xuki knew what it was, and it wasn’t the first time. Xuki frowned reminded of how dire their current situation was. She looked in the direction of the room with the six recruits,
I hope you’re right about these six Aria….
The sun began to set on the mountain, the light of the setting sun turned the sky into a unique gradient of violet to orange. Star Reach’s iconic star filled skies already began to peer over the light.
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Elsewhere)
Darkness stirred in the shadows of Grey, the guards of the town rang the alarm bell, and he looked out past the walls of the rampart he was on. He was greeted with an awe-inspiring unnatural ocean of fog as it approaches. Leading in front of the fog was a lone individual, dressed in white and red robes, they were torn, dirty, tarnished, and heavily blood stained, it wore a hood that shadowed its face.
The town had already began evacuating earlier that day, but progress was slow and the cult corruption and uprising ran deeper than the guards had anticipated causing widespread panic, chaos, and death. The local heroes of the town had ventured out to face the fog but never returned.
“Fire the catapults!” the guard captain commanded as huge payloads of boulders, and spheres of volatile arcane magic took to the skies arching over the walls and into the fog. The explosions from the arcane bombs illuminated the fog lighting up the immense silhouettes of indiscriminate writhing masses of tentacles within the fog. “In the name of the Celestials….” The guard captain cursed under his breath. The town launched more projectiles this time with more elemental bombs. “Get everyone to safety, we’ll try to slow it down as much as we can! Riflemen, fire at will!”
Across the tops of the rampart rained concentrated beams of magic down at the charging cultists that were emerging out of the fog, storming the town gates, each shot that hit caused crippling damage while were some fatal. The individual dressed in white walking calmly among them like a glowing beacon in the night. A rifleman took aim at the white figure down his scope, taking precision aim the figure was suddenly gone.
Within a single moment, the rain of magical rifle fire was silenced all at once.
“What?” the guard captain looked around and found that every single rifleman had been killed, their blood now ran free on-top of the rampart and down the walls. The guard captain’s vision was suddenly turned sideways and dropped several feet, no longer feeling anything but a numbing cold, he saw robes of white brush past the edge of his view but he could not turn his head anymore, then he saw his own body collapse next him before his vision faded to darkness.
The man dressed in white leapt high into the air and levitated several meters above the town gate. His hand held an odd looking sphere of magic, it appeared like a black sphere of space and stars. He shot the sphere down at the town gate, there was no immediate explosion, instead, the cracks in the rampart around the gate began to glow a deep violet color, and gazing into the cracks one would see the darkness of space and the light of stars. There was no explosion or implosion, but everything that was affected simply turned into dust and collapsed.
The cultists poured into the town killing everyone and everything in sight, the grey followed behind them, twisted horrific tentacles covered in popping and regenerating pustules of unknown ichor reaching out from the unknown and dragging corpses and body parts into itself, whatever the tentacles touched gave life to the corpses reawakening them with a jolt and they began whispering in hisses that echoed piercingly into the cacophony of the screams of the innocent casing all who would hear it to go completely insane. Nothing was spared, man, woman, children, pets, livestock, even rodents, pests, and insects. These whispers were never meant to be spoken by any being of our existence, the speaker’s tongue, shredded by their own teeth as they tried to make the sounds until there was nothing left, but their mouths kept trying to speak the unspeakable.
The figure dressed in white slowly walked through the town unnaturally, occasionally twitching and disappearing only to flicker back into existence in the same instant as death and life simultaneously grew from the slaughter. The town was Grey, those fortunate enough to have recently escaped its walls, found themselves being dragged back into the town by cultists and indescribably horrific monsters, and receiving the honor of ascension and convergence to the greater cosmos.
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(OOC: A bit of other things going on in the world as the six make their decision and dinner time draws closer. Some relevant background info. that the six most likely won't know about, though the flash of the blast from Aria would have been seen even from the window of he bedroom. Also
@Gamingfan still waiting on some replies from you)