In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Post by Cora Williams on Dec 3, 2016 14:09:37 GMT -4
Wow, you're really in your zen right now, huh? Mana thought to Cora.
Cora didn't respond. She kept focusing on the wind, providing the air needed to keep the deadly claws of suffocation away.
Um... hello? You there? Wow, you really are in your zen... I wonder what it would take to snap you out of- you don't even notice the rabbit and that one person pulling someone out do you? Are you waiting for someone to tell you to stop doing ma- are you actually using up your strength to do this?
I... don't... have... a lot... of magic... so... this is... really... taking... all... of my... concentration...
Oh, I'll shuddup then... do you even know what I said?
No, Mana... I did not... shuddup please...
Okay, got it, shudding up now...
This would really be all she would be doing until she finally got the okay or if the wind itself were to tell her to move. Until she knew she could stop or until she knew she needed to get away, all she would be doing is providing clean air until the job get's done.
((All right. That's the closer. I'll submit the quest summary for rewards. Feel free to update your trackers!))
After the remaining two people had been pulled from the depths of the rubble and Oswald had gotten clear of the opening, Jin released the steel I-beam with a grunt. With the sudden shift in structure, the whole thing began to crumble. Some areas depressed inwards, giving the notion that the complex series of caves that had formed in the wreckage were now closing off.
Jin looked down to the two that had been dragged out, then cast a glance back to what remained. His breathing was heavy, and his chest was expanding in and out rapidly from the effort. His eyes were dull, fogged by the thoughts still running through his head. How many people had they not been able to get to in time? How many Heartless had been created because he hadn't acted fast enough?
He shook his head, clearing his mind as he began rifling through the rubble. They needed to clear the area and get the mess cleaned up. Concrete, metal, and wood were all valuable resources that could easily be recycled by the refugees as well. That was what his time on Tamnia had taught him, at least.
It didn't seem many things had changed between there and here. He'd just gone from one survival situation to another, and all the same responsibilities and expectations had followed him on the trip.