The Darkest Corners: A Modern Fantasy RP (Interest Thread - Closed)

[c_westerman13]

"Call me Zaheer. Where does one get the name Imperiosus? I wouldn't assume you were given that name."
Lucius snapped back around to the Mages, his attention broken from his telepathy. He didn't feel in the mood to give the mage a hard time for this insult to his name - a fight at this altitude could kill way too many potential allies.
"I can't imagine being called Zaheer, personally. I suppose you weren't to know I was named in the Glorious Empire of Rome, though, so I won't register it against you. If you'd prefer, my Praenomen - er, forename, nowadays - Is Lucius ", Lucius thought for a moment, "So I assume you ascended? Was attaining Lichdom just too challenging for you?"

Spoiler: activities

Lucius will be spending the flight chatting to nearby passengers/telepathically messaging ones further away when that dries up. Aside from his ward warning of any danger to *him*, his attention is generally pretty directed on whoever he's talking to.

Spoiler: lichdom

Also, I was under the impression that mages became Liches through their own means, creating a Phylactery and whatnot. At least Lucius' backstory has him attaining Lichdom on his own steam, rather than having any sort of master imposing it.
Liches *can* create and control undead though.

Spoiler: OOC

ok, now i'm just making too many spoilers. quick question though - when someone becomes a lesser undead (say, zombie, or skeleton), do they maintain their memories and things?

 

[Cybele]

Roland had managed to hide in an overhead compartment near the front row seats without anyone noticing. He had been waiting patiently for the plane to take off, only hearing muffled sounds of people talking nearby. Once it was clear that the plane had taken off, Roland tried to get out of his little hiding spot. The compartment was cramped and stuffy and there was no reason to remain hiddend since it was impossible to just stop the planefor a moment to throw him out.

He tried to open the compartment door, gently pecking and clawing it to find any sort of handle or locking mechanism, only to realize that there was no way to open it from the inside. Roland suddenly felt a pang of fear. Did the compartment somehow seem smaller? Why was there suddenly less air to breathe?

Just stay calm. There's no need to panic. You can get out of here.

Roland took a deep breath to calm himself, then started to peck at the door with a loud "THOK! THOK! THOK!".

 

[Not G. Ivingname]

John had finished his last golem. Paper and plastic were not the most ideal substances to use, but they can always be used for scouting, a distraction, and send them to attack the enemies eyes.

John felt very tired ("How many %$&*ing spells did they hit me with?") and would of used a basic alertness spell if he still didn't think doing so was suicidal. He would have to wait about an hour before it would be safe to use magic on himself. He wasn't sure how long till the... "coffee" would be served. He hoped it would be as soon as they got to a steady altitude.

Well, at least his headache was subsiding...

THOK! THOK! THOK!

"Why!?!" John said, grabbing the sides of his head.

 

[drmigit2]

"So I assume you ascended? Was attaining Lichdom just too challenging for you?"

Zaheer laughed. "No not at all, it had never crossed my mind when I was younger. I ascended around the tender age of twelve so you have to understand I wasn't even aware Liches existed. Even then I still would have preferred to Ascend. It comes with far fewer strings attached. I picked the name Zaheer for myself, where I am from, it means luminous. I thought it fit quite nicely."

Zaheer was very well aware that Lucius was trying to insult him, Zaheer was quite used to ignoring the cries of the lesser creatures however.

 

[Floris2123]

"Yeah, it certainly has been a long day for us, what with all the last minute preparation we had to do. I'll keep an ear out in case anything requires out attention. Anyway, good night." Seras said softly, before kissing him. Theon smiled "Goodnight my love." He said before slowly falling asleep.

"THOK! THOK! THOK!" Theon opened his eyes, what the hell was that sound? It sounded like a wood pecker. Theon focused he took a deep breath and tried to find a woodpecker like smell. To his surprise he found one, the smell came from one of the overhead compartments. Theon looked down at Seras, getting up was not an option. He looked at the over head compartment, and stretched out his free hand. The arm grew until he had reached the compartment and opened it, his arm then shrunk back to his original size. Theon yawned once more hoping that the sound would be over now. He closed his eyes again trying to fall asleep.

 

[Cybele]

Oh god. Why won't you OPEN?!

Roland started to panic and pecked faster. Small cracks were starting to appear on the door. Suddenly the compartment was opened. Roland didn't waste a second and shot out of it like a little feathery bullet. In his panic he didn't notice the other compartment on the other side of the plane until it was too late. He tried to slow down but still flew against it pretty hard. Roland was knocked sensless for a few moments and fell on top of whoever sat in seat 12F.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Lucia had heard the 'thuncking' sounds and was wondering where they where coming from, then heard a thud above her and felt something fall on her head then land in her lap "A bird? um ... That's not normal right? Wonder if its ok ..."

 

[c_westerman13]

"No not at all, it had never crossed my mind when I was younger. I ascended around the tender age of twelve so you have to understand I wasn't even aware Liches existed. Even then I still would have preferred to Ascend. It comes with far fewer strings attached. I picked the name Zaheer for myself, where I am from, it means luminous. I thought it fit quite nicely."
Lucius rolled his eyes at the self-flattery the inferior mage was exhibiting. Avoiding his powerful urge to put this 'Zaheer' in his place, he went for what he thought to be a more tactful, diplomatic approach.

"So, where is it you come from then, Mage? And when, I suppose, would be a good question..."

 

[Not G. Ivingname]

John saw that he wasn't noticed the only thing that heard that horrid noise. "Is that the animorph I saw earlier?" He thought, watching Teon stretching his arm ("Since when can Werewolf can do that?") unlatching the compartment, and seeing the bird fly.

John watched a steward bending over to pick up the "bird" ("Did hitting the plastic at that speed break it's skull?") confounded as everybody else on the plane was.

"I need to get that bird," John thought, waiting for a chance to got to the "bathroom."

 

[drmigit2]

"So, where is it you come from then, Mage? And when, I suppose, would be a good question..."

Forget Richard, perhaps this one would be why Zaheer blew up the plane. Zaheer knew plenty about Liches. They sold their souls for power and from that, were controlled by a demon for a while...before they grew in power and killed the demon. There is a good reason there aren't many left, demons gave up on that practice a while back. This one was relatively old but still not as powerful as Zaheer. He wondered what the creature had been doing all this time. Then he remembered that a Lich is never truly dead and assumed that Lucius had spent a great deal of time dead.

"Syria. I ascended not too long ago, about six years now. What brings you to London then?"

 

[c_westerman13]

"Syria. I ascended not too long ago, about six years now. What brings you to London then?"
Syria. Lucius wondered to himself whether his family had kept some of this young upstart's ancestors as slaves. Seconds later, he snapped back to the dreary world of this 'Plane' thing, and pondered how much he ought to tell the mage...

"I had heard that an old colleague of mine was in the area. Have you ever met another Lich? And what business has a young ups-" Lucius caught himself mid-insult, and changed tack, "young man like yourself got in the Great City?"

 

[Cybele]

"Bwah?! What happened?" Roland muttered, slowly coming to again. His head and neck hurt but nothing seemed to be broken. He opened his eyes to see that he was in the lap of the same blue haired woman who had approached him earlier while they were all still waiting to board the plane.

And a steward was reaching out to pick him up.

Oh no you don't!

Roland let out a most unwoodpecker like squawk and flew at the man's face, hitting him with his wings and claws a few times before retreating to the other side of the plane, towards row 14.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Lucia watched the bird attack the Stewart and fly toward the back of the plane, more importantly, she thought she heard it say something "Well, that makes things more interesting"

 

[Not G. Ivingname]

John saw the bird flying his way. Since his normal human cover was long since been blown ("Is there a single person on this entire plane that doesn't know I am a wizard") he commanded two of his golems to take flight worthy forms (a bat and a small hawk, respectively) and catch that little bird.

"There are people trying to sleep," John said, as he threw his paper and plastic creatures at the woodpecker.

 

[drmigit2]

"young man like yourself got in the Great City?"

Zaheer responded flatly. "There is power here to gain, I want it. Pure and simple. Also no, I can't say I have met another Lich. Demons stopped making your sort ever since they found out how poor an idea it is to try and enslave something that only gets stronger than them later. I always found your sort to be ironic, yet entertaining to say the least. I hear your kind can't truly die, can you verify this? And if you can revive at will, who has forced you? Simple curiosity is all."

 

[Cybele]

"There are people trying to sleep."

Roland saw a man throw some papers at him. No wait, that wasn't quite right. Something, two somethings, were flying towards him. Was it just him or did they look vaguely like a hawk and a bat?

Roland tried to dodge them but the hawk managed to latch onto one of his wings. Unable to fly, they both crashed onto the floor between seats 14A and 14B. He tried to fly off again but the hawk was pinning him down.

"Argh...Get off me you damn thing!" Roland said angrily, trying to shake the larger hawk off of him.

 

[Not G. Ivingname]

John got up from his seat, seeing his golems catching the "bird."

"Sorry, excuse me," he said to his seating partners as he climbed over them, hoping not disturb them to much. John reached for a badge, deciding to go with the FBI than the air marshall.

"FBI, excuse me," John said, "I need to talk to the stow away."

"Argh...Get off me you damn thing!"

John was a bit surprised when the bird talked. Animorphs normally are limited to the vocal cords of what ever creature they turn into (so were either incapable of normal speech or extremely limited in what they could pronounce), and could of turned back into a human to escape the paper prison. This was something else.

John grabbed the mostly encased bird, walking back to the food storage area in far back of the plane. "Please tell the captain we have an 'extra' passenger," he said to the steward in the section, mostly to get her to leave.

John had his golem pin the bird to a wall. John made sure his coat hung open so the bird could see his gun (Glock 9mm, didn't bring his revolver since no FBI branch uses a .357 and he couldn't get fragmentation ammo in that caliber).

"Who are you, what are you, how did you get on this plane, who let you on, and why are you going to London?" John said, getting straight to the point.

 

[c_westerman13]

"... who has forced you? Simple curiosity is all."

"Fuck", Lucius cursed under his breath for a second. Still no solid leads on this damn woman. Still, he'd find her one day - and he would kill her. Still, must remain focused on the present, for now. He processed the information he'd been given, and decided to work towards an alliance.

"Power, my friend? You have no idea...", Lucius paused for a second, deciding how much to reveal, "I know of some old archives about 200 miles from the city containing arcane lore millenia old. If you'll help me find this old... friend of mine, I would happily take you there..."

Lucius moved his hands, reasonably subtly, to set up a field to warn him if anyone reached into his mind - he knew several of his fellow passengers could do that. Thinking back, he realised there were questions this 'Ascended' had asked.

"I can't say I ever felt forced to stay alive, I still have plans in motion. Not that you'd get the long-term strategy just yet - I suggest you learn fast...", Lucius countinued, "That being said, no, we can't die very permanantly - the best most people can achieve is putting us out of the way for a few weeks. I'm surprised that doesn't happen more often, mind you."

 

[drmigit2]

"That being said, no, we can't die very permanantly - the best most people can achieve is putting us out of the way for a few weeks. I'm surprised that doesn't happen more often, mind you."

Zaheer felt that the Lich was bad news, but honestly he felt he could handle him if things got too wretched and the object of more power always allured. "Ah, always benefits in aligning oneself with certain forces. I imagine the fate for this woman isn't particularly pleasant, did she manage to kill you? I would be willing to aid you in finding her I suppose, but if you wish to harm her then you will have to do that on your own. Sound like a deal?"

Zaheer still wasn't sure, but damn, ancient powers would be very helpful for the future in a certain circumstance. He just hoped the Lich wasn't lying to him, he would hate to make a weekly event of killing the guy.

 

[c_westerman13]

"... I would be willing to aid you in finding her I suppose, but if you wish to harm her then you will have to do that on your own. Sound like a deal?"

"You have yourself a deal... friend", Lucius smiled, slightly. Liches were never easy to find, so help was always useful.

Given the choice between paying soul or body for infinite years and power, the concept of paying his body had never appealed to Lucius. Even at the age of 18, before he was even involved in the Senate, he had aspired to eventual Lichdom. But then ascension was hardly a popular option in Rome - most people considered it an affront to the Gods (a concept Lucius hadn't entirely left behind).

Bringing his attention back to the point, he considered how much Zaheer would need to know about Arzhela. The name, at least, and some history. Lucius decided it would be prudent to leave out most of the details of his own involvement with the woman.

"Kill me? Gods no, only Werewolves - and armies - have managed that. I was avenged each time, I made sure of it. She was a colleague of mine, you might say, centuries ago - I had thought her permanently dead, but I have recently discovered this not to be true.", Lucius took a deep breath, preparing to divulge more to this stranger than he ever had to anyone else, "Back then, she went by Arzhela - I believe she was from Ireland. She always seemed fairly fresh, barely 200 years old, so I'd guess she'd be about 1000 by now. What I've heard suggests that she was in Oxford about a month ago, I'm hoping to pick up the trail around there."