Solo Beasts and skeletons

[Aerius]

Winter 32nd 516 A.V
The Prairie



The Day was young, and yet again Aerius found himself with a lack for entertainment. Therefore the Immortal who seemed to lack a care in the world for life ventured out into the open. Under normal circumstance he would not bother to go and practice his skill-set. Perhaps it was for the best that he hone his control of Reimancy. He could not so much as attempt to hide the fact that he was not comparable to majority of the other mages on Sahova. Perhaps destiny purposely forced him onto the island without a purpose. However, all he needed to do was practice; he had all of the time in the world to perfect his craft and he wanted to start without wasting any more time.

The Nuit exited his poor excuse for living quarters, and stepped out into the open. The moment that the Sun struck his flesh he scoffed, and began his journey toward The Prairie. This particular area of the island was practically created for experimentation. If he wanted to become a proper Wizard; he needed the one thing that the city emphasized upon which was progression. The Immortals pace was rather swift, and within a few chimes he reached the destination which looked barren. Save for several fauna which seemed to somehow flourish in an area without much food or water.

This time he was without his dog, and only companion; his dog was off asleep in his home. Upon entry Aerius spotted something that possessed a grotesque appearance, and stood out to him among all of the other creatures of the land. There were birds that were massive, and appeared to have wingspans larger than he was tall. Yet, this creature had a menacing appearance like none that he had ever seen before. It's skin was the color of azure, it possessed a set of gills, and webbed feet despite the fact that it had the body of a canine with a lengthy tail and fins on it's back and the underside of its tail. Perhaps the extensions of flesh were meant to maintain some sort of control when it moved through water.

Aerius with no more than a blank book, and a quill as well as a bit of ink began to take notes on the creature vigorously. “Long tail, Muscular body, Blue Skin, Fins, Gills. “ He jotted down quickly in common and he made an immediate note of something else. Not only was he taking notes as fast as he possibly could, but the creature seemed to get closer each and every time he took a note. It watched him in much the same way that he watched it. The two seemed to have been observing each-other simultaneously, and he had no problem with that. However, if it were to come any closer he would be forced to act despite the fact that he would not want to.

“Is seen on Land, meaning it must have lungs too.” The Immortal quickly noted and the moment he looked up at the creature again there it was; it charged at him with obvious malice in its eyes. He absolutely hated the idea of killing such a beautiful creature, but if it had to be done Aerius would not hesitate to protect himself. His eyes set upon the target, and he attempted to keep track of the creature as it darted back and forth on its way toward him.

At the rate it moved it would not stop before it got to him, and Aerius was left with no choice other than to react. His mouth gaped open, and res was exuded immediately from his throat in a conical shape as a gas. The Azure mist flowed from his mouth as if it were a spontaneous fog, and he did not want to over-give. Aerius instead decided to release a small amount of res over a large span of area to craft a more res-efficient spell. “Freeze, Foul Creature.” Were the final words he spoke as the mist managed to cover a vast area right in front of him.

[Aerius]

The Immortal transmuted the res as the creature got closer, and a large stalactite exited his mouth and rocketed toward it. The Creature simply instinctively dodged the attack off to the opposite side, and now it was closer than ever to the Immortal. Aerius no longer knew what to do, and in this case he knew just how much danger he was in. If the creature got within striking distance he would certainly die without the chance to battle against it. He took a single step back, and exuded res from the palms of his hands. The Immortal decided if it wanted to charge the best thing for him to do would be to stay on defense. If he attempted to become offensive the creature might simply slay him and move on about its day.

“Back up.” He spoke again as yet another cloud of res exited his palms, and he waited patiently in attempt to time his next attack. The Creature continued to charge forward, and it had finally reached arms-distance with Aerius. He watched as the creatures cranium with what appeared to be three horns entered arms reach distance. The Immortal immediately transmuted the djed into a strong current of air; that would likely tear the flesh off of a pulser. Aerius created a current just barely strong enough to avoid being killed; the creature swung it's massive powerful and seemingly sharp tail in an arc just beneath his chin which missed by mere inches due to the gust of wind.

The Immortals jaws clenched, and he watched as the animal staggered backward for a moment before it caught its balance. He had already used two attacks without hesitation, and hoped that a third would perhaps do the trick; the animal seemed to have a pattern of attack. It liked to fight facing forward, and was obviously a very physically strong combatant. Aerius refused to run, and certainly was not about to hide no matter how much danger he was in. His ego would not allow for such foolishness; he has been alive for a long period of time, and no beast was going to rob him of his eternal life.

This time he would set a trap and simply spring it on the beast the moment that the opportunity arose; he did not want to kill the beast quite yet. If possible he would simply like to make it unconscious for a lengthy period of time, and then freeze it in his laboratory. Although as a result of being frozen it would likely be killed; he wanted to learn it's body. Perhaps in the future it would make a useful morphing form, and he would do everything he could to avoid slaying the creature.

The immortal found it amazing how one minute he wanted to hunt down some of the magnificent beasts of the area. Only to in turn be hunted by an obviously threatening and strong predator ; Aerius was not the strongest reimancer, but he knew enough to defend himself when the time came. Res expelled itself from The Sorcerers palms yet again. This time in an arc, and the same azure color remained as it always had in the previous times. He came up with a tactic, and hoped that it would work; if the beast came again he was prepared.

[Aerius]

He took a moment to reflect on something, and realized that the creature lacked nostrils like the average land mammal possessed. Even birds that flew high above had nostrils, but this particular beast did not possess that quality; it had no sense of smell obviously. He watched everything that the monster seemed to do, and it almost looked like it wanted to devise a plan of attack. However, he noticed that in a split-tick the beast was gone and with blinding speed it charged toward him from his right side. Without a second thought Aerius took a leap off to the left, and attempted to increase the distance between himself and the creature. The Sorcerer quickly realized how fast that creature was capable of moving, but he did not panic as he watched it run directly into the small “Trap” he laid of res.

His eyes widened for a moment as he transmuted it into an incredibly strong current of wind in an instant, and the creature was uplifted from the ground it once rested upon. It's body followed the arc-like pattern, and it was almost instantaneously turned upside down which exposed its gut. His attempt to dodge the attack failed initially and he had not noticed the creature easily sliced into the flesh of his cheek. “Petch.” He spoke and instinctively raised his right hand in order to cover the wound that did not bleed nor leak ichor. For a moment The Sorcerer had forgotten this body was like that of a full fledged animated corpse that never bled.

A grin so wide that it could practically stretch from ear to ear swept his expression in an instant, and the Creature eyed him as its body was aggressively slammed to the ground, and pinned by the strong current of air. The expression it bore was one of defeat as it cried out for a brief moment; perhaps to attract other creatures of the same kind. If it took this much effort to deal with a single creature he did not want to find out what it would be like to face multiple. All he needed to do was keep the creature trapped in place for another moment, and his right hand raised from his cheek.

His fingers outstretched toward the heavens, and with one final attempt to kill the creature while it was down he prepared what he thought would be the most powerful spell he had ever cast. Res exited his palm and fingertips simultaneously; the typical off-blue color of his res became one that was incredibly potent and vivid in appearance. His body became noticeably colder in temperature; he could not take much more from this point forward. The whispers came to him, and made him feel as if he were all-powerful. He was given the illusion of grandeur which beckoned him to cast more magic, but he attempted and fought off the urge to accept the offer. The whispers sounded like multiple voices, and he was practically being plagued and encouraged to cast again after this attack.

He was overgiving, but continued to pour as much res as possible into the single final attack that would lead to the death of the creature. Although he struggled to concentrate on the shape; he wanted the attack to be conical but at this rate he feared it would become a boulder and ruin the body of the beast for him.

[Aerius]

The Sorcerer continued to focus on his attack, and a split-tick before the pressure of the wind would fail to hold the beast he released the cone shaped stalactite. It shot toward the creatures chest in a mere moment, and pierced what appeared to be it's chest cavity; only to exit through the back where the large fin was just between the shoulder blades. A combination of oddly colored aqua de vitae exited the body and the animal that once wailed violently ceased it's motion, and fell silent. It's body went limp and it seemed to give up the battle for it's life.

The hunt was successful, and he had finally found a creature that he could study in depth so that he may one day become like the creature. It was so beautiful; even if it was dead and had it's body punctured. Aerius fell to his knees immediately after his victory came, and attempted not to unleash any more magic as not to lose control. The whispers however were relentless and stopped at nothing “More, Attack it again, Cast more.. Destroy, you can do it.” they encouraged further reckless behavior. Aerius noticed that ice crystals began to form on his flesh as if he could sweat again. They fell, and his body temperature decreased but no matter how long he rested in the sun it would not increase.

The Sorcerer grasped both sides of his cranial structure simultaneously, and involuntarily unleashed another spell as res exuded from his eyes. A massive gale shot forth after it was transmuted without The immortals consent only to knock dirt and debris into the air. “No!” He exclaimed at the top of his lungs as he proceeded to stand up again and his hands trembled. His body would not stop the production of the ice crystals, and he found that it stopped throughout the remainder of his being. His hair and forehead were the only parts that continued to spontaneously produce ice.

Ice formed in a grotesque, twisted shape across his forehead, and rounded about to the back of his cranium where it closed in the shape of a “headband” The Immortal grasped hold of the spontaneously transmuted wear and tore it from his flesh, but it simply formed again. A permanent consequence of his reckless actions for the casting of so many spells without rest. “Petch..” He spoke as he picked up the body of the creature so that he could take it off to his laboratory where he would later embalm it, and encase it in ice so that its body would be preserved for the future.

[Languish]

Your grades have been summoned
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Aerius

■ Observation + 2
■ Anatomy + 1
■ Reimancy + 3
■ Writing + 1
■ Tactics + 2
■ Hunting + 1
■ Planning + 1

Lores

Lore of Sahova: There Are Always Better Wizards
Lore of Location: Sahovan Praries
Lore of Anatomy: Land-Dwellers Have Lungs
Lore of Writing: Quick Notes are Best for Observations
Lore of Sahovan Fauna: Lemekors are Semi-Aquatic
Lore of Sahovan Fauna: Lemekors Have Sharp Razors
Lore of Sahovan Fauna: Lemekors are Fierce, Solitary Predators
Lore of Self: I'll Never Run or Hide From a Fight
Lore of Hunting: Don't Destroy the Body
Lore of Tactics: Timing the Springing of a Trap
Lore of Overgiving: Resisting the Sweet Whispers
Lore of Overgiving: Fluctuating Body Temperature
Lore of Overgiving: Spontaneous Casting
Lore of Reimancy: Overgiving is Sometimes Necessary

Additional Information

As a result of severe overgiving, Aerius will suffer from spontaneous production of ice on his body, which will worsen as he tires. If not regularly taken care of, this may burn and damage the skin. The scrape on his chin will be fine so long as it is kept clean for the next few days.

Aerius will recieve one Lemekor corpse. It will have a mainly intact frame, but there will be missing ribs and ruptured organs in its chest, including the heart and lungs. The skin of its chest and back is also ruptured. Little to no life fluids will be found inside due to the cause of death.

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Comments:

I really enjoyed this thread. It was very descriptive, and I liked seeing more of Aerius' pride and dedication, as well as his perfectionism. It really helped me understand the flaws and traits of the character.

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