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Post by Red Charge on Apr 26, 2017 11:14:33 GMT -5
Whatever structure was there, made of carved stone had been subjected to such heat that it collapsed upon itself. The pungent smell of death and decay immediately caught Glide's nose as they approached and she felt something...
Avitus looked nauseous, "This ... this is wrong..." He said, "What is this?" He grabbed on to a nearby collapsed pillar for support. Glide could feel it too, though not at all at the same intensity. Something was WRONG. Very wrong. It felt like ... blasphemy... like a violation of the laws of nature... an affront against all existence... And just then she felt weak, very weak. Her wings fell limp at her sides and she suddenly felt like a part of her was being sapped by whatever it was that was plaguing this place.
Avitus did not relent however, he stumbled forwards, fighting... struggling against whatever it was that had assaulted them. This vague but overwhelming sense of something unnatural and wrong.
"Someone... someone did something here... something no one should have ever done..." Avitus said, clutching his chest, Glide could see it thrashing violently as he struggled to breathe, almost as if there was an enraged animal inside of it, trying to claw its way out.
He could not walk the next few steps, so he crawled, Glide didn't feel much better than he did at that point. She had to use every ounce of willpower just to keep herself from fainting. Slowly Avitus dragged himself to what was possibly once some sort of dungeon archway, but any secret that may have hid behind it was buried under tons and tons of stone and rubble.
Avitus turned around and started to crawl away, towards Glide. "We need to leave..." He muttered.
Only once they were out, laying in the ashes of the forest again did he speak again.
"I'm sorry I brought you in there."
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Post by Glide Heart on Jul 6, 2017 13:46:20 GMT -5
Upon drawing closer Glide felt a fluttery weakness in her head that radiated down to her throat and chest. The moment Avitus went weak Glide felt a sharp stab of concern for him. She wanted to dive in and help him, pull him out. The smell alone would be enough to drive an average pony away, now they were dealing with whatever this force was on top of that. She reached out her hoof to grab him and support him, to pull him out, but the moment she drew deeper into the cave she felt the weakness he was. Her hoof fell back to the ground in an effort to support herself. She focused on balancing but there was a very strong sense of something being wrong. This was not natural, just as Avitus had stated.
When she looked back up at him she saw him clutching his chest and experiencing apnea. Though it seemed almost more than that. Simple apnea wouldn't make his larynx look like a salsa dancer. As he attempted to crawl deeper into the cave Glide knew that was a very VERY bad idea, she opened her mouth to speak, to tell him not to go any further and to come back, but her tongue was stayed. She couldn't muster the strength to make anymore noise than a small peep. Instead she pressed onward with very slow and heavy hoof steps. She didn't make it in nearly as far as he had when he reached the walled off portion of the archway. Again she wanted to beckon him back to the safety of the outside, safety being a relative word in their situation, but again all she could muster was a squeak.
When he finally made his way out she waited and struggled her way out to the open air with him. Breathing heavily and sitting down, clutching her head once they made it out. Her mind was reeling trying to figure out what had gone on inside of there. One idea came to mind, and at the risk of sounding silly she suggested it to him. "Sir.... did someone..." she paused for a moment. "You said something happened in there that never should have been done... Did someone bring back the dead in there...?"
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Post by Red Charge on Feb 28, 2018 13:45:59 GMT -5
Avitus looked at her, for Glide, knowing the powerful, well controlled Griffon, it was impossible to call his gaze wild-eyed, but it was definitely as close to it as any griffon of his nature could get. Whatever he picked up in there, stirred something in him, like a cornered animal.
As the pegasus tried to asses his situation, she could feel something... a lump? Over his heart? Or was it his heart? It was hot and it beat with fury, she could feel the vibrations with each beat like a war drum.
"No... something worse... I don't even know... Not sure I want to..." He uttered ominously. His talons dug into the ashes persistently as he rose, walking determinedly out of Glide's reach. "Whatever happened here, the perpetrator must be found and destroyed. They are a threat. They must end." He articulated, his orbs aglow, almost burning with newfound energy. His homeland was threatened, and the Myrmidon drew strength from this knowledge.
The breeze blew through the once hidden valley, disturbing the charred earth into small ash tornadoes. Both Glide and her commander were covered in it, from claw to hoof. The eerie silence in this place was beyond unnerving. A sudden realization came to the medic, an epiphany of sorts. There was no ether flowing here, in the wind... whatever happened here made this location silent in every meaning of the word. Nothing, she knew, would ever grow here again. No animal will ever nest here. This place was dead to the cosmos, and that was the most frightening thought Glide had ever processed.
"It was doubtlessly fate that led you to us Glide," Avitus broke the dead silence, his voice back to being confident, comforting, collected. "You will be most useful fighting this enemy. I sense much power. We must report this to the Admiral." At that, he pulled her over on his back, soldiering on, carrying her, even though, she knew, he had suffered far more than she did here.
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Post by Glide Heart on Feb 28, 2018 16:36:51 GMT -5
Glide sharp stab of worry still had yet to go away. The rush of adrenaline and the sinking feeling in her gut caused by her concern and worry was persistent. Her breathing slowed but she still felt utterly drained. She sat in the ash and soot looking around the area at first in a state of disbelief. There was nothing in the world that should be able to cause anything like this to happen! Or was there. the thudding and pounding of his heart or whatever lump there was caused her worry as well. Any number of things could be wrong to cause what she considered a tumor like that, but its beating threw her off. That would have to be something she turned back to when they were no longer in danger.
Her worry for the commander was soon replaced by panic. If he was in such a animalistic crazed state of awareness and apparent panic then obviously someone like her ought to be as well, if not more so. Their surroundings didn't help matters either. To see so much death and utter destruction like this and realizing that the area would never be the same mad her worry. Not for that one area but more so for the fact that it could be done. Here and everywhere else in the world. Nothing could cause permanent destruction to the landscape. Not volcano nor glacier. Just this.
"I agree with you, this is something that cannot be allowed to happen anywhere else. So much destruction." She paused for a moment looking down at her ash permeated fur. She took a shaky breath before speaking again. "I don't understand what you mean by fate leading me here, what can I do as a pegasus?" Though his voice was soothing and confident she still had little confidence in how she could help a situation like this. She was a doctor of the physical sense, but not much her medicine could do for utter and total destruction. Whatever power he sensed, she definitely didn't have it right now.
When he picked her up to fly them back she felt a twinge of guilt in her stomach. He obviously took the worse of whatever it was that afflicted them so but something about getting a ride back felt so comforting. She laid across his back with the ever slightest of smile on her snout and closed her eyes. Enjoying the small break and the undeniable fact that shes probably the only one in the outfit who will get to enjoy this small privilege.
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