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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"Ah, and this young miss would be Miss Asuka. She, ah… She unfortunately had an adverse reaction to magic, and… Ah, I am certain you can see the results. The one back there keeping a watch would be Miss Lorena," Marmadue continued the introductions, seeing that one of them seemed to be unconscious and unable to do so herself, and one stayed to the back and was not the best conversationalist to begin with. He looked down at the offered hand, bringing his own in and enveloping the boy's with a grasp of soft, wet feathers and a weak squeeze. The Yuke was large compared to most humans, towering over them in height, but his hands seemed to be enormous even for a creature his size. "Ah, well met."
"Miss Xion and Mister Lea are, ah, Keyblade wielders. Would ah, that term resonate with you?" He asked, just in case, before continuing with his explanations. While people like himself had no idea what a Keyblade even was before the topic was brought up in Twilight Town, it seemed that some had heard about them. That would make explaining everything much easier. "They ah… I cannot say I am certain of all the finer ah, details myself, but their weapons hold unimaginable powers. It seems that they might be able to ah, protect this world from falling to the assault of the monsters…"
Marmadue started to walk, now that they had Leo in tow. They of course had only one destination they could go to, the underground shelter. He did check up with Era – she had been carrying Asuka for a while now, and he would have hated for her to tire herself out. Or worse, injure herself! While he dreaded having to carry someone, his arms still aching, the way back wasn't too long. He… Could manage. He hoped. "Ah, we have – that is, the whole group of all of us refugees – retreated underground, to ah… The tunnels. We ah, wish for the protection of narrow spaces to shield us from a beast too large to enter," the Yuke gave Leo the answer to their destination, as he was curious. Of course he was, having just come to a strange world filled with strangers. It was not easy to earn one's trust – and unfortunately, they hadn't quite managed to do so with Asuka. Marmadue glanced in the girl's direction. Hopefully she would come out of this alright… "Ah, pardon my intrusive question, Mister Leo. What was it what you mentioned about this… Ah, curse?"
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At Marmadue's inquiry about how Era was doing, she gently assured him she was fine. She might not have looked it due to her size, but Era was pretty resilient. Personally she thought she had the easier end of the bargain: Marmadue was handling answering Leo's questions, and he was doing a stellar job at that. It was a good thing Asuka was small, it made her easier for a smaller individual like Era to carry her.
She was thankful, too, that the trip back wasn't all that long. Twilight Town was one of the smaller worlds Era had ever set foot upon: and she'd been to quite a few in the past couple of years: at least up until the Nightfall had locked everyone down.
As she walked, she listened to the conversation between Leo and Marmadue: she too was interested to know about this previously-mentioned curse.
Post by Leo Forsythe on Jan 18, 2021 0:29:53 GMT -4
Listening to Marmadue introduce the two others Leo nodded, he was used to introductions, so even if similar, this was a breath of fresh air. "Keyblade? No I don't think I've heard of it before." Leo said, noticing the keyword that well, Keyblade was. "Protecting this uh, world? So they must be chosen ones too, even if a bit different..." Leo said to himself, trailing off slightly.
"The Curse?" Leo questioned before realizing once again that they probably wouldn't have any idea about the curse given that they're not beholden to it. "Well uh, where I lived, it was a normal town. Small, but normal, none of the rules that currently hold me now, and then, out of nowhere, The Curse struck. I was out for a walk at the time, and almost anyone who was outside was struck into a Random Battle. And the turn based part was just the first part of the curse, seemingly random buildings changed into different things, a shopping center bloomed into a pyramid, a pet shop shot up into a tower. It was crazy, and out of all of the people in the town, I was chosen by something to be the person to revert it." Leo said, realizing he might've talked about it more than he thought. "But uh, that's why I need to get back, to continue on my quest to break this curse."
Marmadue nodded. Leo wasn't familiar with Keyblades, either – and he hardly was the beacon of knowledge about that subject himself. But he gave the boy what information he thought would be of interest for now. To the comment about the Keyblade wielders being chosen ones… "Ah. It could be put that way," he stroked the bottom of his helmet with a nod, perhaps mostly just thinking out loud. He hadn't really thought about it, but the Keyblades were very special and it seemed like they were rare, too. Chosen ones… They had always been helping them, saving them, so maybe that was exactly what they were. Heroes chosen by a greater force.
Snapping back to the conversation and the topic of the curse, the Yuke listened to the boy's tale. While there had been so many refugees and stories they brought with them that he didn't exactly know what a normal town was, but something definitely had happened. "I, ah, cannot say I have heard a similar tale before, young sir," he had to admit. It was a curious tale. But the fact that Leo was here now… Had something happened to his home world, or was his arrival caused by something else? "It would have been easy to make the assumption that ah, this curse were to affect only ah, the area, yet you still under its effects. Most curious," Marmadue mused. There were many questions in his head, but Leo would not have the answers…
"Ah, I have some limited capability of ah, purifying one of magical hexes. Your case may be outside my ability, but, ah, an attempt could be made. There is another spell that I ah, have been developing, for situations where one may be under the effects of an enchantment. It is possible we may use it to… Ah, examine this curse to learn about it. I haven't yet been able to experiment much."
Post by Leo Forsythe on Jan 18, 2021 23:45:59 GMT -4
"It definitely would've been helpful if it did only affect the town and I was free from it here." Leo said, sighing slightly as he thought about the curse. He wasn't even close to stopping it in Colridge, how was he supposed to get rid of it here. Perking up at Marmadue's offer of possibly freeing him or at least understanding more about his curse he nodded. "I'm not entirely sure how you use your magic, but go ahead and use it if you can."
Not that he didn't know anything about it, it surrounded the town, and it's hot spots were always in plain view in some way or another. But he had no idea where it came from still, and that's the most annoying part of it. "You might not be able to cure me, but any information about the curse would be great."
Marmadue gave another nod, his steps slowing down until he came to a stop, expecting the rest to do the same. It would be much easier if they weren't moving, after all. He situated himself to stand in front of Leo, and took a deep breath to ease up his tensed muscles and clear his mind. Once the Yuke felt ready, he brought forth his hand, hovering in front of the boy. This was the first time he had tested the spell like this, so he too was quite curious to see if it would work how he had intended it to. Or if it would even work at all!
A gentle, pale blue glow started to take over Marmadue's hand as the magic started to flow through him – and even through Leo, he could feel, his own eyes closing for a moment. It was all over very fast, the Yuke's arm falling back to his side.
Taking a cue from the rest of the team, Era stopped as well. Her body was beginning to feel the weight of carrying another finally beginning to show. She kept her poise, but quietly and gently set Asuka down, letting her lean against the wall on the side of the street. She took a seat nearby, taking a moment to rest while the other two did their business.
She glanced up to the ever-night sky, and breathed softly as a soft breeze cooled her warm skin. Her eyes opened after she took a couple minutes to breathe, and she kept an eye out while she rested, in case anything else should spring from the shadows and try to catch them off guard. So far however, she had to admit, the streets felt pleasantly empty.
Post by Leo Forsythe on Mar 5, 2021 6:57:35 GMT -4
As Marmadue's hand fell back to his side, a screen popped up in the midair, much like the screen that Leo had been looking at earlier. Black with a white, slightly fancy pixel outline. The text displayed in it displayed in a similar pixelized font. Inside the box it simply said:
Marmadue took a step back in surprise as something popped up in the air, looking up and down at the odd floating text that he had never seen before. From his reaction alone, it probably was rather obvious he hadn't expected something like it to happen, shaking his head at Leo's question about if it should have done that. It… Never had done it before, after all, yet the boy seemed to treat it as some common occurrence.
"El-vee…?" The Yuke said, confused as his head tilted, before he gave his head a shake to return to the topic, "A-Ah, no, n-not quite. This is, ah… A phenomenon I have yet to experience. I ah, do not have had the ability to practice this spell as often as I would have liked, but this… This is strange. New. I cannot say that I ah, understand," he continued as he kept staring at the odd screen. Nothing made sense, the words weren't even, well, words! Though eventually he did notice and understand this HP… Not that he still knew what it meant, but Leo had mentioned it earlier, at least.
There was nothing about the curse, however. The strange box of jumbled letters and numbers was, unfortunately, rather useless in this situation. Marmadue shook his head, now in defeat. "It… I-I'm afraid I was unable to notice a curse…"
She rested her arm over one knee. As she rested, her attention was passively on Marmadue and Leo. She smiled softly as she bore witness to their exchange. This Leo kid was fascinating, or moreover, the curse that followed him was mildly intriguing. Not that she envied it, of course. But just small things: like those weird text information bits that had come up, were strange. She'd never really seen anything like it before.
She wondered how it would act if they had to fight in a bigger battle: hopefully it would be beneficial for him. With Marmadue, one of the most magically adept currently in Twilight Town, confirming that he could not detect said curse, Era wondered if there was anybody back at their camp who could detect, much less even lift, it.
A flicker from one of the few distant stars caught her eye, but when she looked at it, it shined steady.