Difference between revisions of "Chapter 39"

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Our adventurers have just scored a coup! A victory for Team Fantastic! An amazing, multicoloured double flipping of the bird into the face of the Ultimate Cosmic Horror, the dark Sorceress Ultimecia... which all things considered isn't a bad thing! From a stuttering, poorly conceived and untrained summoning started by Kier that got super-charged by the more magically gifted party members they were able to summon both the power of Gemini and the assembled hosts of the Might of the Eternal Ocean! Grievier has been trapped, sealed inside a silver medallion that is currently lying in Talen's lap inside the remains of the summoning circle they put together. The young viera is still very damp from his impromptu visit inside Grivier's gut and is sat up to his waist in the warm shallow water that laps against the shores of the Lonely Tor. More importantly the party are currently standing on the broad, seemingly endless expanse of blue/green scales that form Leviathan's hide... he's here. As are the rest of his court, all of them... in one place... at the same time.... none of them have spoken yet but their presence is very much... present and in the last few seconds the power of the spell Kier managed to guide to its completion is only just been completed....

Vazkor remains standing... But looking somewhat confused, and perhaps ever so mildly worried, as he peers down at the scales below his feet, able to see again after the previously blinding spell. The man gingerly testing his footing some, nudging a toe against Leviathan's hide... Before he ever so slowly sheaths his Katana, slipping it over to his side. Still holding the coin in his other however as he then looks around at everyone, first seeing they're all there, alive and unhurt, before he speaks up, "... What just happened?" Even as he starts to move towards Talen to help the Viera up, if he needs it.

Not wanting to say a WORD at the moment because of the forces around him, and the veritable pressure of the presences of the beings there on his senses thanks to his rudimentary magical training... Kier instead reaches up under his sandcloak and starts to stroke Dust's muzzle and cheeks. The feline gives a nervous mewl, and then hops off his shoulder to make his way over to Talen, twining his legs and giving a worried tone before hopping to his shoulders as well. Shaking his head once, the young hunter moves closer to the others and looks around, as if half-expecting the other 'shoe' to drop.

As Vazkor approaches the edge in his good intentioned wish to aid Talen he will notice as others surely shall that they are on Leviathan's scaled hide and it is a good 20 feet above the shall water below where Talen is. This isn't a problem for Dust because well kitty! But for anyone else getting down there will be difficult, if you can't fly.

Thaylorn seems less shocked about Griever's sudden defeat, and much more at the appearance of pretty much the whole entire court of water, and they've all ended up on Leviathan's back! Probably not the best place to be, and the Imp looks almost fearful at their sudden appearance as he assumes that most spirits don't like being summoned forth like that without a pact! He stays still though, not wanting to have attention brought to him by water spirit.

Penny climbs to her feet after her impromptu and forceful flight as a result of Greiver's explosive end, scrubs at her eyes a bit with the back of one gauntleted hand, working the spots out of her vision. And, when that is done, she stops dead... Up on a dragon's side, with said dragon's head looming above, and a host of powerful entities surrounding the recent battleground... She gulps, and decides that staying on one knee is the most appropriate thing to do, her poleaxe laid down respectfully beside her on Leviathan's scales. Probably much the same as she'd do if suddenly in the presence of her own Temple's patron, Alexander, and probably thankful the weapon didn't fly completely free and land head-first, even if there's little chance it would have pierced Leviathan's protective hide.

Raziel looks at where Talen, the coin and Griever are and he blows out a breath before his eyes drop. He freezes for a moment. Slowly his eyes start to lift upwards, their blue gaze moving from spirit to spirit in rapid succession even as suddenly he finds his mouth very dry. The gaze continues to rise up and up to focus finally on Leviathan's head. There's a false start where he starts to speak, but then he coughs into a fist, clearing his throat and getting 'juices flowing' again, before the man straightens and then bows while pulling a fist against his chest as the other one slides away the kukri which was used in the summoning, "let me begin with issuing full apologies for calling upon all of you. We were in a desperate moment and that any of you, let alone all of you came.. I..." The man shakes his head and he shoots a quick look at Thaylorn before once again bowing his head and focusing on the scales beneath his feet, "do not have the words to express the honor you've bestowed upon us all. Ah... Great Lord Leviathan, would you like us to remove ourselves from your scales?"

The summoner below is simply staring at the coin. It starts as a chuckle, and works itself into a full laugh. Heedless of the water, he slaps at it, splashing himself, laughing like a maniac. "Hahahaha, I bet you weren't expecting that you GREAT DUMB BEAST!! Did you see the look on its face when I jumped in... ow... ewh... Its eyes were like dinner plates!" Talen drags himself upwards, not knowing of the presence of the full court of Leviathan just behind him. "HAH, Ultimecia, IN YOUR FACE!" He looks around at this point, the laugh slowly dying off. "Guys? Where..." Oh. Behind him. "BUH! Where did Lord Leviathan come from?"

That head slides down, the party can see Leviathan's body undulating and yet the patch they are standing on remains rock steady. His head comes down level with Raziel and he speaks in a voice that echoes through their souls. "You are standing upon my scales, because that is the safest place to be.... your... impromptu calling was unexpected. But when we saw what you were facing... what you were fighting. Inide the bounds of MY realm. We decided to respond... the fact such a creature was hidden from our divine sight was an afront. Congratulations, Lord Raziel, Master of the Zodiac.... Ophiuchus reborn." His gaze then turns to pass from one to the other to the other, "We must speak of rewards.... and honours before you continue on your path toward the resting place of the Stellazio given into the stewardship of my realm." Down on the water Lady Undine glides forward toward Talen, riding a cresting wave of water. She stops before him, trident sparkling in the light. "We came as we were summoned... thy actions were most foolhardy, brave... but foolhardy. Thankfully one who loves you very dearly took a daring gamble and its result was the imprisonment of Grievir." she holds out her hand, "Please give the necklace into my keeping."

Vazkor watches the laughing Talen below for a moment, taking it as a sign the Viera is still ok, and also noticing the coin having been retrieved... The man giving him a brief wave then, before he turns back around as Raziel starts to speak... The swashbuckler looking at each spirit in what he hopes will be seen as respectful, rather than dumbstruck, silence, and glad to let the Aegyl do all the talking, even as he follows Leviathan's every word, watching that great head converse with Raziel.

Despite his own elation at the wild gamble actually working, Kier looks down towards where Talen and a happy Dust are, and he gives the jubilant Viera that 'I'll get back to you.' look. But after that, it's returning to that quiet, and respectful silence in the face of something that could ACTUALLY kill him with a sneeze.

With Leviathan's head snaking down to peer at the group, Thaylorn seems to glance for someplace to hide briefly, but with the spirits words of wanting to respond, and safety, he calms down a bit. He still remains quiet though, letting the leader of the group do the communicating for the time being!

Penny keeps her kneeled posture, head bowed, but her ears turning to follow what is being said, indicating her attentiveness. It's only after a moment that she realizes... The coin she held, she'd lost her grip on it, her's one of those that went through the air at Greiver's detonation. And so, the mouse begins to quietly panic, just a bit, eyes darting around the scales of Leviathan around her, discreetly and with minimal moving of her head, for any sign of the coin she was given in the hopes it landed within her reach, or at least within sight.

As he is termed Ophiuchus reborn Raziel gets a slightly confused expression, but quickly he masters it. A glance is given back to where Talen is and now Lady Undine before he looks upto Leviathan once again and inclines his head, "the witch is a tricky one, I am just sorry that she was able to insinuate any under her control into your realm." EM peers out of his pouch and then a hand tucks the mongoose back down once again only to have it used as a ladder as the critter swarms up his arm and onto his shoulder to half hide under his hair while peering at the large serpent. "My Lord, your presence and assistance was more than enough reward.. but I will make no further denials."

Talen blinks and peers at the necklace in his hands, the tiny Grievier trapped inside a gemstone. He holds the necklace closer to his face, "Goodbye, beast. Enjoy eternity." With that said, the viera bows deeply to Undine, and holds up the necklace for her to take. "We are all honoured by your presence, Lady Undine. And those of the court of Leviathan. We have not undertaken this quest for reward, save that of preventing a great evil. As Ophiuchus there has said, we dare not say no to whatever you wish to grant."

Leviathan rumbles softly at Raziel, "All are reborn eventually.... no soul is ever lost forever." he stares at the Aegyl, "Though I see some things are still shrouded. Know this... for I have seen the wandering depths beyond the mortal eye. The path you walk is the correct one, it leads to victory if you are but brave and true then to set thy nerves at rest. The reward of long life besides he whom you love, longer then thy kind might normally tread and beyond that.... the Starlit song with those you love when thy time upon the loom is done." Sadly for Penny there is no sign of her coin, at least not yet but as the great spirit of water finishes speaking a gentle, harmonious piece of music starts to play and the coins, all of them jerk out of the hands of those holding them, plop out of the shallow water and rise up through the air, each one glowing gently as they start to weave and spin about Raziel's body.... Undine smiles and gestures toward Leviathan and the water rises up into steps and she motions, "Come Summoner Talen, let us join they companions so that we might hear my Lords word." Leviathan rumbles softly and looks around at those gathered then speaks, "Vazkor... please step forwards."

Vazkor arches his brow at the words spoken to Raziel... The man seeming to peer at the Aegyl a few moments, as if studying him... Before he's suddenly distracted by the coin flying from his hand, watching it go to join with the others like that. The man giving everyone else a quick glance then, before he blinks as he's summoned like that. The swashbuckler looking at Leviathan, but then stepping forward towards the great spirit's head... Bowing respectfully at the waist as he closes in, and finally speaks up, his Rozarrian accented baritone calm, polite, "Of course, Lord Leviathan. Thank you for your assistance, as well."

With some kind of pomp and ceremony going on now, Kier releases his coin at the same moment it slips from his fingers, whisps trailing off of it almost like sand from a stone. He goes over to stand close to Penny and Thaylorn now, almost hesitant to step from scale to scale on the great wyrm, but eventually making his way to stop there. Despite his own displeasure at Talen's decision, Dust seems to think the order of the day is a congratulatory grooming of Talen's hair and the bottom of one of his ears!

Thaylorn glances curiously towards Raziel as Leviathan speaks with him, trying to put together quite what he is meaning. His attention is jarred though as Scorpio flies free from him to spin about Raziel where he stands. "Thank you for your assistance." He murmurs quietly before the spirit calls forth Vazkor's name, causing for the Imp to fall silent as he waits by the others. Penny stops her fruitless search as coins fly once more into the air, from hands and from the water below, which is actually something of a relief to the mouse, given how she sighs and relaxes just a bit despite the spectacular sight as the coins swirl around Raziel. She slowly rises to her feet, once Leviathan calls Vazkor forward and Kier stops beside her, lifting her poleaxe to lean it against her shoulder at parade-rest, giving more of her direct attention to what's going on as curiosity gets the better of her.

Raziel looks at Vazkor and his arms spread for a moment, a little shrug given to indicate that I doesn't quite know either. Looking up at Leviathan then he slips into silence, though does bow his head with a thoughtful expression. As the coins fly towards him and start to circle around the mage spreads his hands and holds them out palm upwards while waiting for the coins to come in and land, ignoring the squeak from his pet as she nestles in under his hair and then races back down and into the satchel from before. Once the coins have settled, if they do, he moves over closer to the rest of the group and stops beside Penny while giving her a little, tiny smile, that fades soon after.

Talen suddenly giggles loudly, reaching up to pet Dust. "Ack, not the ears you silly cat. Eeeeee!" With the necklace safely handed over to Undine, and the coin circling Raziel, Talen follows Leviathan's direction, and begins climbing atop the great Spirit. He ruffles and scritches the affectionate cat, and soon reaches Kier's side, grinning at the gathered Companions. "Has anyone misplaced one slightly damp kitty? He seems to be fond of ears." he whispers to Kier and Penny.

The Coins do indeed settle into Raziel's palm in a stack, each one emitting a gentle chime as they land. Undine meanwhile is giving Talen a stern look and murmurs, "Quiet little one, the great lord is speaking... temper thy exuberance at being alive." The great spirit looks at Vazkor as he steps forward and motions with his head and lady Siren's chariot rises and flows over to settle before Vazkor and she holds out a small crystal, a shard of silvery blue stone as the great lord speaks. "I give this into your keeping Vazkor, I know in your heart you have felt.... doubts concerning they place on this quest. But know this that what awaits the party atop the Lonely Tor can only succeed with thy assistance. For without you... there would be naught this party could do."

Vazkor watches as that chariot settles before him... And then glances down at the offered crystal. The man listening in silence as Leviathan speaks to him, and explains he has a purpose... And with that, reaching out without hesitation, to take up the item presented to him, and giving a firm nod even as he responds, "Thank you, lord... I will do my best to help guide my friends through whatever lies ahead. My swordarm is theirs... And yours, would you have need of it." And with that, he bows lightly again, tightly palming that crystal. Leviathan' eyes seem to sparkle with mischief as he speaks, "It is not your swordarm they shall require Vazkor but something much more important to the path your life walks." His head turns, "Penny, Knight of Alexander please approach."

Penny blinks at Talen's whisper, fighting a giggle. No, no giggling, giggling right now would be inappropriate; though she only just barely manages to stifle it before Undine chastises the Viera. Composed once more, she watches the exchange between Leviathan and Vazkor, and then the Spirit's attention is focused on *her*, and she pales a bit. With a hard swallow against her nervousness, she comes to attention as she's called, and steps forward before sinking respectfully to one knee, as would be proper were she before Alexander himself, "Y-yes, Lord Leviathan?"

The lady Siren steers her chariot back to the water and Bismarck floats forward, that really is a crime against gravity! The largest white whale ever to live just floating sedately through the air like he just doesn't care. "For you my lady Knight, my choices are restricted due to who you serve. But my vassal Bismarck brings you a gift of rare apparel." The Whale turns sideways one eye focussing on Penny and inside that huge, reflected eye-ball a vision starts to take shape... a city.. towering ever higher, pennons snapping in the warmest of breezes. A heavenly choir sing a hymn of eternal peace and the gentle light that illuminates the city from its highest point seems to reach out through the vision of the mighty whale and bathe Penny until the mouse-kin is glowing with a beautiful yellow light that slowly settles into her armour. It sparkles, it shines, her armour no longer showing any scoring or dents from their journey, just shimmering with that soft golden light as the vision of the Eternal City begins to fade.

Penny shivers as she is spoken to by the great serpent Spirit, head bowing briefly in understanding of the limitation Leviathan mentions before Bismarck's approaches. As the flying whale's large eye settles before her, she gasps softly, left breathtaken by the vision of the Citadel shown within, almost mesmerised, the songs of the choir familiar and stirring to her as she's bathed in light. She almost doesn't realize what's happening, so caught in the vision, until it's over with, blinking and looking down at her now pristine and shimmering armor in wonder before returning her gaze to Bismarck and Leviathan, "Thank you, Lord Leviathan, Lord Bismarck... I am deeply honored."

Bismarck rumbles and his voice echoes all around, "You are welcome Knight of Alexander, a vision of the Holy City... is in itself a reward often unlocked for. May its peace guide you in your darkest hours and the light of its blessing keep thee safe as you journey throughout life." He bobs and drifts back as Leviathan's voice echoes out over his scales once again, "Raziel, Lord of the Stellazio, please step forward."

Raziel watches in silence as each person steps forward. His eyes trailing after Vazkor and the strange blue stone. Before his expression can turn inquisitive Penny is called forward and his eyes move to her as well and then upto Bismark while his brows arch upwards. He watches the transformation that the girl's armor undergoes and then he looks to Leviathan. The man opens his mouth, but after a brief moment he steps forward and he bows before the Lord of the deep.

The great spirit of water speaks directly to the young aegyl, "To you Raziel.. I grant a boon to one of thy Kukri!" one of the sword slides out of its sheath and the water spirit breaths over it! Blue light flares from his muzzle and over the blade and as the light die the sword sparkles and shimmers with a strange aura of blue light. "For thy part in summoning me and defeating the beast Grievier a blessing I give upon thy sword so my power may be at thy side." Raziel's hands lift and he looks down as the kukri unsheaths itself. His eyes move between the spirit and weapon quickly and then he finds hismelf shielding his eyes for a moment. When it fades though he reaches for the weapon and allows his eyes to run over it before sliding the blade back into it's sheath and then bowing once more as he steps back, "Thank you Lord Leviathan, you do me a great honor."

Leviathan rumbles, "And you have done me a great service..." he turns then and his eyes focus on Talen, "Summoner Talen... step forward... let us talk..."

Talen ulps at being chastised by Undine, and sticks his tongue out at Penny with a wink, and watches as everyone steps forward to be awarded things of Great Import. He blinks upon hearing his name uttered by Leviathan, and he steps forward to bend one knee, looking down. "I am honoured to speak with you, Lord Leviathan. Would I wish that it were under easier circumstances."

Leviathan eyes the viera for a long moment before speaking, "It has been very long, since one of thy kind stood in my presence and thus do I have but one thing to say. Seek the Under-Peak in the Golmore Jungle... perhaps you can hear what others have been too lost to comprehend...." Talen dares case a glance upwards at Leviathan, and blinks several times in surprise. Then it begins to dawn on him. Tears immediately come to his eyes as he lowers them again. "It shakes me to the depths of my being, to hear that from you, Lord Leviathan. I... cannot thank you enough, were I to live a thousand years." He stands on shaky legs and retreats to the group. Leviathan looks at Talen, an expression that might almost be sadness on his face, "Do not thank me yet Summoner Talen, the path is dark... and treacherous... the mist is thick and none have ever reach the Under-Peak.." he turns then to look at Kier, "Kier... if you would please step forth we have much to discuss."

There's a look that a kid gets when they're singled out in class by the teacher. It's the kind of look that says 'Please, not me. Choose another.'... but this is the great serpent of the seas. Looking at the others for a moment, he takes a steeling breath and begins to walk forwards. As he does so, Dust hops away from Talen and begins trotting along next to his partner, another heavy feline leap planting him on Kier's shoulders, before finally digging into his hood for comfort. Stopping where the others have stood, Kier exhales once, and the only word he can muster out is, "Yes?"

Leviathan looks at Dust and breathes out a greeting, "Be welcome young one... may your path be safe and dry..." an odd greeting for sure but then Dust is a kitty. The Lord of Oceans then looks at Kier and Undine steps forward and holds out the metallic charm of Grivier, "Into your keeping do I commend the Grievier, his power, though locked away in this simple object is still great. Attach it to a weapon and it shall strike harder, stronger then before as the beast within lends its aid unto thee."

Accepting the charm for the beast that they faced, a brief smile crosses the young man's lips, followed by... of all things... an amused snort. He holds it close and lowers his head, "Thank you, Lord of the Seas. For the gift... and the humor." He then takes two steps back before he turns and begins walking back to the others... and it's the strangest expression on his face. He's chuckling!

Leviathan seems to be feeling quite smug about that, his expression is clearly happy and his eyes turn, "My Servant, Thaylorn... come forward my imp.... you have a choice to make this day."

Thaylorn watches as the others recieve their various boons from Leviathan, and as he's called, finally looks over to meet Leviathan's gaze. Stepping forwards the Imp offers a deep bow towards the spirit before meeting his gaze once again "Yes, Lord Leviathan?" He offers simply, waiting for a reply.

The Great dragon of Water looks down at the smaller imp and the other spirit draw cloer, Undine and Siren sitting and standing to either side of the great head and Bismarck floating nearby. "Thaylorn, you came to our service through a peculiar set of circumstances... and ever since the change in thy life you have conducted yourelf truthfully, honourable, put your power and your heart behind every action you have taken. And now... here, on this day you have helped to safeguard and protect my own kingdom from harm. And thus... I offer you this choice, to leave this place with me and my court.... to take up residence within the Coral Palace as an Imp directly in my service. Or to allow me to redress the blessing of Lord Imp.. to make you the Champion of Water upon Terra and use the energy that makes you imp to forge a weapon of the Elemental Power itself that will be fitting for my Champion to wield thorughout the duration of thy mortal life."

Listening to the options offered to him, Thaylorn nods along, considering them and the results and consequences that would follow along with them. "I must thank you for the compliments, and for the chance to serve at your side." The Imp begins, head tilting slightly as he speaks "But I must return to the mortal realm again, there are those there who need help with their quests, still." He smiles slightly and glances back towards Raziel for a moment "And so, I would like to merely be a champion in that other realm." He adds, nodding as if to fully confirm his choice.

Leviathan laugh warmly and inclines his head, "So be it Thaylorn, your choice... is a truly honourable one," water start to wrap and flow around the imps feet, sliding over the scaled hide of the mighty god of the ocean.. It soon starts rising up into a massive column that engulfs the imp from sight. He's lost inside the whirling, swirling minature cyclone of liquid that froth white from the speed at which it is spinning. And then as suddenly as it came something shoots out the top of the coloumn, it is longsword, seemingly made from water, it looks like a wave, the elegant blade, the quillons and magnificent hilt all of it constructed from water that seems to just hold that shape. The hilt is the curving head of an imp, the sheath that Undine weaves out of a length of blue silk is sturdy and beautiful and the pomel stone that Siren sings up to embed in mouth of the imp carved pommel is a pearl about the size of a gooses egg. As the sword finishes being constructed it shimmers with power, inverting so the blade enters the sheath and then rests, point down and perfectly still atop Leviathan's scales directly before the whirling coloumn of water. Thaylorn is still lost to sight but his sword, the newly created Elemental Longsword of Water is magnificent.

Vazkor has stepped well back after receiving his boon, and now simply watches in silence as the others get theirs... His expression shifting from curiousity, to wonderment, to surprise, to ponderous, and everything in between as he sees what each of his friends gets bestowed to them, whether it be enchanted weapon or simply a mysterious bit of information... The man every so often glancing at his crystal as well, seeming to wonder about it, before he's distracted by the next sight of spiritual power and splendor... And at the very end of it, staring at that sword as it's created for Thaylorn, both brows up, appreciative of the... Craftmanship as the weapon is created right before his eyes.

Kier is still lost in his chuckling as he takes the Greiver charm, and instead of placing it on his bow or knife, he takes the charm and begins to try to figure out how to mount it on the back of the leather glove on his left hand... the one that draws the arrows and the knife hidden under his quiver. As he continues to do this, he has this little amused grin stuck there as Dust purrs in his pocket in the hood. Looking towards Talen, he points at the Griever... and a fresh bit of chuckling emits from him... only to stop as he remembers that when it happened, Talen was deep in the stomach of the self-same... and that just turns it into a fit of quiet, almost doubled-over laughter!

Penny steps back as the Great Serpent continues down the line, rewarding each member of the group in turn, her poleaxe once more at parade-rest against the shoulder of her now faintly glittering armor. She would be smiling, but the situation is a bit overwhelming, what with the glimpse of the Citadel she just had, and hearing the Hymns virtually in person, and it's all she can do to not stand like a slack-jawed idiot in the presence of so many powerful beings well beyond her day-to-day experience. It's a good thing she's not called on to speak again just yet, as it's likely she'd be unable to utter a word. Kier's abrupt, if quiet, laughter almost breaks her out of her daze. *Almost*. But the mouse just ends up staring blankly at Kier, the cause of his apparent mirth not yet registering in her brain.

Raziel looks at Kier for a few moments, his head tiltted for a brief moment in responce to the chuckling of the man and then there's a little snort. However as Thay is addressed the man looks to the imp and then as the water surrounds him the aegyl takes a step back and then to the side, bringing him up beside of Vazkor. His eyes are on the swirling water, but out the corner of his eye he catches that Kier is doubling over and he looks at him, his head tilting for a moment before he catches something and smirks. However the ma returns to his sobriety and looks back towards where Talen is caught up in the swirling waters.

Talen simply stands quietly next to Kier, his lips parted in a grin, yet tears roll down his cheeks. "Yes Kier, it was a hare-raising experience inside the belly of the beast. But I did retrieve the coin, and used its power to help with the summoning ritual." He lets out a low breath, shuddering with the force of it. "Lord Leviathan has given me something no viera has had in a long time. And for that... it was all worth it."

The swirling coloumn of water around Thaylorn slowly retreats, splashing away over Leviathan's scales and revealing a kneeling figure, he ha a cascade of beautiful, shoulder length blue/green hair that seems to glimmer with the same sheen as Leviathan's scales. Large, slightly pointed rat-like ears poke out of that thatch of hair and his frame is that of a rodent, lightly muscled beneath his leather armour, a long pink tail trails out behind him and his hands are smooth and pink. His fur is a deep rich navy blue in colour, almost black except when it catches the light. His leather armour is plain, servicable but attached to the end of his tail is a long sheath of silvery metal with a beautiful sapphire set in the tip. The longsword leans forward and rests against his hands and Leviathan speaks with the booming voice of authority. "Arise Sir Thaylorn, Champion of Water... arise and continue on your quest. Know that I shall always be with you, with Misu by your side and your honour, integrity and strength of character to guide you thy life shall truly be remembered and when in the fullness of time mortality calls you to the Halls of the Abyss shall your noble soul and they task as my Champion bring you to rest within my palace. Arise... Sir Thaylorn."

Remaining kneeling where he is, Thaylorn turns his gaze back up towards Leviathan as he tightens his hand about the grip of the newly created blade. "Once my time is finished, I will gladly reside at your side." He offers loudly, voice more solid than it was before as he slowely stands to his feet, saphire tip tail swinging behind him. The once again Burmecian offers another bow to the great spirit "And thank you for everything, I shall do my best to aid Raziel and the others." He adds before looking back to the others for a moment. It's then he takes a few moment to inspect himself over before smilling once again, falling silent then.

Vazkor glances over as Raziel goes to stand beside him, offering the Aegyl a brief smile even as he silently slips that mysterious crystal into a pouch on his belt... Before he's briefly distracted by Kier's laughter, the man raising his brow at him questioningly... Though before he can except an answer, Thaylorn is revealed instead. The man blinking as he looks at the newly transformed once-an-Imp, studying his changed form... And then muttering to those nearby, "... Looks like he has regained his old self, in a sense..." And grinning some at the Burmecian then.

Recovering himself, Kier manages to settle this unfortunately attack of giddiness that overtook him... and he takes a breath to finally manage himself into a more neutral expression. Looking at Talen for a moment, he says towards the young Viera male, "That was very brave and horribly stupid... repeat it at your own peril." But no smack or otherwise comes from him. Instead he walks forwards towards Thaylorn, and gives the Imp he had never even given a single glance to in passing... hardly talked to... gets an approving nod.

Penny clears her throat, taking in the last half of the spectacle of Thaylorn's "promotion" and investiture, and the creation of the sword. She shuffles a booted foot lightly on Leviathan's scales, looking around at everyone, unsure what more to do until she falls back on her protocol training, stance firming up to Attention before bowing at the waist to Leviathan and his Court, asking of Kier and Vazkor and Talen, those closest to her, in a half-whisper out of the corner of her mouth, "OK, so, what now?"

Raziel stares quietly as the water recedes and the burmecian stands before them. He looks at Vazkor and offers him a faint smile then Penny, Talen and Kier. There's a silent exhale and then he nods to Vazkor while stepping forward to place a hand on the burme's shoulder. "Quite a blessing Thaylorn." There's a little a little squeeze given the knight and he drops his hand, "rather, Sir Thaylorn." He looks to the coins he still holds then and he slips them away while turning to the spirits and inclining his head once more, "So many gifts you've given us this day.. thank you.. and we will be about the business that brought us here and take the dangers that might again attempt to breech your realm away.. we have only need now of your guidance to that coin within your keeping."

Talen whistles at Thaylorn, "Looking good, Sir Thaylorn!" He looks to Kier, a grin on his face, "Oh, right. Sorry to have taken a page from /your/ book, Kier." The viera giggles loudly and claps the man upon the shoulder. He looks to Penny, and stretches to do the same, clap her on the shoulder. "What now? Now get the other coin, and kick some behind. Emphasis on kicking of behinds."

What Next turns out to be Lady Undine forming another staircase out of water down to the shores of the Lonely Tor, "Walk forward Raziel... I cannot just hand you the coins, you must retrieve them from where I placed them long ago when they came into my care. Their are three coins within my domain... walk to the summit of the tor and continue along the path before you." Undine guides everyone down to the shore and steps back into the water and bows. "Good luck, you have all you need to succeed... may our blessings guide you to victory." And with those words the spirits of the water world depart, diving back into the water and leaving the group alone upon the shores of the towering green grasy hill... the Lonely Tor awaits.

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