[Savintar Warrens] The End of the World [Tiki, Ethan]

[Tiki]

OOCThis lack of a background disgusts me…but I’ll post anyway.

Tiki caught sight of Hadrian and Ethan from the side. He was pulled toward the exterior destruction more and more until Hadrian spoke to him. His worried look, the trembling lips and watery eyes, met with Hadrian’s and he was hooked. He wanted to run, but he didn’t know where. Hadrian offered escape. It would be one of the most terrifying and difficult moments of his life to remember, or better to forget. The shock to his mind and body held him in place, but Hadrian’s efforts were coaxing. He felt a shift in the temperature. The outside chill seemed to become colder as soon resembled that death inflicting frost that threatened his every fiber out in the wild. He remembered the numbing pain, the stiffness, and the darkened flesh. Then there was Hadrian, the light in the darkness, the warmth. It radiated from his eyes, the hottest blue flame at the base of the candle wick. It became clear, what he needed to do. It was as brilliant as the lightning flashes outside, that moment when the emotion became so clear in his mind and he felt cause to act. He turned his head entirely away from the window looking back to Hadrian’s eyes. The paralysis of the moment still rooted him. His own face had calmed, and then he forced the first step, and then the next came easier. He ran over to Hadrian, went past his arm and grabbed hold of Hadrian’s entire body. He buried his head in the wizard’s chest, a child seeking a parent’s comfort. He felt the warming embrace of protection in an awkwardly lithe form that was strange to him. Although it was not the fullness of body he remembered of either parent, it was safety. Not once did he take notice or concern of Hadrian’s power. Tiki felt the shield go up. Not directly, but through Hadrian. Snug against the wizard’s body he felt some change that he couldn’t describe or comprehend as the djed was spun outward, the wizard exhausting his spirit. Maybe he was breathing differently, he tensed, or it just such a flux of movement from the unwavering protection he saw before. He gripped tighter, his arms around Hadrian, and his face pressing forward more. He kept his eyes sealed shut, his tears all dried up by the warming comfort Hadrian provided, and just braced himself for when the barrier would break. He might have felt nothing, or it would be the end; he didn’t know. He merely did what he could to prepare himself and let the wizards resume their work.

[Hadrian]

His hand closed over Ethan's at the small of his back and his other arm curled around Tiki's trembling body when he came to shelter there. It was a strange thing to be strength and protection for people; he, who had always been the weakest of his brethren. Even his sisters had beat him up regularly as a child. But he had no idea how long this storm would last, and so he brought his breath and his mind into control, lapsing into a light trance from which he could work more efficiently, making the best possible use of his djed rather than spending it haphazardly in the heat of the moment. He murmured a litany against fear, ancient words floating around them, repeated. As he did so, he began to construct layers and layers of shields, none bigger than they had to be to envelop the knot of their three bodies. The third shield was covered with tiny perforations, no larger than the speck of nothingness he created in order to open a portal to the Void. The Void! His hope was that the perforations would allow the slightest amount of that crazed djed through, not enough to cause them harm, but enough to relieve some of the pressure on the shield, to prevent it from falling a while longer. His litany changed, though, with that idea. He focused on a spot outside the outer shield -- the farthest out save the one still holding the perimeter of the building, but not for much longer! -- and concentrated on pulling all matter and energy away from the center of that point, chanting now in equally arcane language. It took almost a minute for the portal to appear, its weak pull tugging at the djed around it. Then over the course of the next minute, it widened in pulses like the beat of the heart of darkness until it was slightly bigger than his cupped hands would be. Perhaps he could siphon enough of the djed off into the Void to keep them safer longer. Eyris protect us, he prayed, and felt an itch on the back of his hand. "Everything will be all right," he said over and over again, his newest litany against fear, as he tried to recoup his losses of djed in case more was required of him. It might just.

[Macabre]

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Hadrian
XP: Voiding +2, Flute +1, Flux +2, Morphing +1, Reimancy +2, Shielding +3, Leadership +2, Hypnotism +1
Lore: The Territorialism Of Kelvics, A Djed Storm, Using Wild Djed to Maintain Shields

Ethan
XP: Auristics +3, Intimidation +1
Lore: A Djed Storm

Tiki
XP: Hunting +1
Lore: A Djed Storm, The Grandeur of Mages

Notes: Holy magic use, batman. I'm sorry I could not award the Kelvics more experience; everything they did was more in reaction to Hadrian than anything else. Please PM me with any questions or concerns you have about the grade.