wielderofexcalibur:

sapphirehairedprince:

yonoir:

手強いシュミレーション by そも

Merric? Elice? Since…since when was this going on?

I hope Cain hasn’t been spiking drinks again…

*blinks* Oh.. Oh! Oh.. um.. well, again, it’s not what you think! She had something troubling her, and I offered my hand in help. Afterwards, Elice was so grateful for it, she offered to repay me somehow. I told her it wasn’t needed, but she did anyway with that. I’m not complaining though.

Nothing is going on unfortunately, I assure you! 

…How I wish for more of those..

“Oh, alright… I just did think Elice would be…so hands on…with her gratitude!”

Why is he muttering?

silentmasterofwinds:

wielderofexcalibur:

sapphirehairedprince:

silentmasterofwinds:

“Panacea” I said and let myself fall on my bed as if that would solve the problem. I didn’t know if the potion’s effects were suppose to increase by the time and if did they we really had to get the antidote because as I was seeing it, my body was demanding control of certain actions.

“You would have to go to an specific store to find it” I kept talking, “I can lead you there, since I know where it is” I heard myself say and then it hit me that I was trying to make myself have time with Merric, a mental image came to mind that made me speak once gain out of other. “No! Marth can go with you” I yelled right after.

The potion was obviously influencing his decision-making. He seemed uncomfortable about spending time with Merric and therefore was acting irrationally. However this did throw up a problem. How was I meant to find this elixir in a ‘specific store’ if I didn’t know where this store was? Unless it was the same store we went to for the potion ingredients. However that seemed like more of an apothecary. Would an apothecary stock elixirs?

However if Soren really didn’t want to go, and felt uncomfortable about going, we couldn’t force him.

“Where is this store?” I asked, “Could we return to the store we previously went to, or will we need to go somewhere else?”

‘Panacea..’ I mumbled to myself, trying to find familiarity of the name. I had walked all around the marketplace earlier trying to find the items I had been looking for, paying close attention to all the merchandise I had ran across. However, that name had not stuck anything in specific to me, no matter how hard I tried to remember.

“I don’t believe there was any Panacea’s at the marketplace. I had looked around all over, including in the stalls that had elixers and the sort. Unless my memory is failing me, I saw none of that specific sort,” I told them as I tapped my chin. 

At the moment, Soren’s sudden change in his decision wasn’t of huge suprise. After all, I myself knew just what those certain feelings could do to a man. “I’d be glad to have Marth accompany me. We’ll just need the directions to the store in question,” I told Soren, giving a nod in agreement to what Marth asked.

I listened to all suggestions and did my best to fight whatever this potion was. I knew I had accepted the consequences, but I didn’t know this force was going to be this strong.

“It is… the same store Merric…. and I went that time .. we battled. You remember right?” I blurted out trying to pull away the memory and make it objective. It was better if only the two of them went, but what would it be of me if I stay here. Will the potion cause me to follow them?

“I can go too. I just need…. distance” I then added, taking my time to think of a word that would explain the situation.

Merric and Soren had battled? Though it was not really that relevant to the matter at hand I couldn’t help but wonder whether this fight was in the nature of a training match or an actual conflict. Hopefully it was the former but I had witnessed a training match between mages before and it looked considerably more dangerous that a duel with swords. It was frightening to think what injuries could be caused with one miss-timed dodge…Magic made considerable, and often permanent damage to both people and their surroundings… I suddenly reminded myself of the matter at hand. Merric and Soren were obviously physically fine, I shouldn’t dwell.

Back to the topic at hand , it was luck that both Merric and Soren seemed to know the store that sold Panaceas. I turned to Merric to see whether he had any recollection of the store Soren was referring to. I didn’t have an inkling where to find this place, and if Soren was travelling at a distance behind us (which was perfectly fine, we had to take how he felt into consideration), Merric would need to lead the way.

archanea:

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What are these bizarre things? How are they making light and noise? Caeda…do you know?

silentmasterofwinds:

wielderofexcalibur:

sapphirehairedprince:

silentmasterofwinds:

I heard their discussion back and forward. In a sense I wanted then decide for me, or at least my sanity was telling me that, due to that I didn’t know anymore what was right or wrong when I was distracted and resisting on not looking at Merric; it was like I was fighting a force battle that I didn’t want to do in the first place.

As soon as he turned back to me I glared back; avoiding contact was the best to do even if I wanted to. “An hour or 2 can be sue to see the side effects, we can turn the potion after” I simply said  as it took me a while to let my lips explain such thing instead of saying something else that should be forbidden.

Soren was the one who had inflicted the potion on himself, so it was Soren who chose what they did because of it, it was only fair. I had to wonder whether it was making him think a little differently, but I had no way of knowing that for sure.

So what should we do for the next hour or two before turning the potion in and completing our mission? I still thought finding the cure was a pretty good idea, but I wasn’t in charge here, which was admittedly quite refreshing if I looked past my worries that I knew nothing about magic and potion making. I looked at the others wondering if they had anything in mind before I spoke about the cure once more, I didn’t want to see like I was pestering them, but safety was important.

I ran Soren’s comment through my head for a few seconds then nodded. “Agreed. If there are side effects, they should start showing up within the next hour or two, even if only slightly.” I really wanted to ask Soren how he was feeling at the moment-and not if he was fine or not, but emotionally- but I resisted the urge, finding it to possibly not being the best question to ask currently.

Now that they agreed to wait an extra hour or two, a bigger question rose- what were they going to do for the time being. Giving it one last thought, I sighed and turned my attention back at Marth. “Perhaps.. we should just go ahead and create that cure now. In case things go wrong. Although.. what was it we needed again? A Restore staff and.. some type of potion or elixer was it? I could make a quick run back to the market and pick up the staff, but i’m not too sure on the other.”

“Panacea” I said and let myself fall on my bed as if that would solve the problem. I didn’t know if the potion’s effects were suppose to increase by the time and if did they we really had to get the antidote because as I was seeing it, my body was demanding control of certain actions.

“You would have to go to an specific store to find it” I kept talking, “I can lead you there, since I know where it is” I heard myself say and then it hit me that I was trying to make myself have time with Merric, a mental image came to mind that made me speak once gain out of other. “No! Marth can go with you” I yelled right after.

The potion was obviously influencing his decision-making. He seemed uncomfortable about spending time with Merric and therefore was acting irrationally. However this did throw up a problem. How was I meant to find this elixir in a ‘specific store’ if I didn’t know where this store was? Unless it was the same store we went to for the potion ingredients. However that seemed like more of an apothecary. Would an apothecary stock elixirs?

However if Soren really didn’t want to go, and felt uncomfortable about going, we couldn’t force him.

“Where is this store?” I asked, “Could we return to the store we previously went to, or will we need to go somewhere else?”

yonoir:

手強いシュミレーション by そも

Merric? Elice? Since…since when was this going on?

I hope Cain hasn’t been spiking drinks again…

ooc: Would you like to roleplay with Marth or Kurthnaga?

archanea:

[x]

wielderofexcalibur:

sapphirehairedprince:

wielderofexcalibur:

Merric was quite relieved to hear that. He’d have rather not come all this way just to find out it truely was a bad time and have to leave. Though he did wonder what happened between him and the Medon ambassador, he didn’t ask as he felt it wasn’t his business whatsoever.

“Ah, it is of no big trouble at all,” Merric said, waving his hands slightly in front of him with a smile. “I’m just happy we’re able to finally chat. We don’t get to do that very often anymore.” Ever since Merric had left for Khadein some years ago, communication between the two became very little as he began to spend much of his time studying the ways of magic. It had pained him a bit to do that, but he knew he had no other choice at the time. And while he had hoped that this lack of communication would change after the war, much to his chagrin, it hadn’t.

When Merric heard Marth’s offer, he perked his head up and smiled happily. “I would absolutely love to!” he replied, excited for both the chat and the tea. Since becoming a student under the Bishop Wendell, Merric had developed a love for tea, so if tea is ever mentioned he’d get pretty happy about it. “Just lead the way and I’ll gladly follow.”

“Please then, come in!” Marth said brightly, smiling that they had finally got their chance to catch up. It would have been sad for Merric to have gone back to Khadein without them getting a chance to speak. They were of course both very busy and lived so far apart these days, so much so that any opportunity was rare and precious.

Marth led Merric through the courtyard hoping his winces weren’t too noticeable. The beautiful flower beds had been utterly ruined and his sister’s beautifully kept medicinal herb bushes were destroyed completely.  They weren’t used to having wyverns in the castle, and its inner open spaces simply were meant for great stomping creatures. So the occasionally Pegasus liked to wander out of its stable and nibble on the flowers, much to the irritation of the gardeners, but wyverns…they were a completely different matter.

“The ambassador rode a wyvern to get here,” he informed Merric, who was bound to be wondering about all the destruction, “It seems wyverns are even more temperamental than horses…I don’t remember Minerva’s wyvern ever going on quite such a rampage but well, I’m sure that man would try the patience of even a wy…” Marth stopped himself and gave a small laugh. No! He wasn’t meant to say anything bad about the ambassadors or Jaegan would scold him like a child again. Well, Jaegan wasn’t around and, no, it was just better not to consider it.

Marth called the attention of a passing maid as they entered the main part of the castle. He asked her politely to see if the west balcony (the one facing an unruined courtyard)  was set up for afternoon tea for two. She curtsied and hurried off leaving the two of them to walk up to the balcony in question.

“So how is your life in Khadein?” He asked Merric cheerfully. It was a conversation starter if ever there was one and besides, he was intrigued. He hadn’t been to Khadein since the way and he was genuinely curious to what it was like on a daily peaceful basis.

Smiling, Merric followed Marth inside, excited about this. He really wanted to catch up with his friend right now. However, as he walked through the courtyard, he looked around and blinked. He.. never remembered the flower beds being this destroyed before.. Right when he was about to ask about it, Marth beat him to it and told him what happened. Merric nodded in understanding.

“I see. I would imagine that such beautiful flowers would be no match for the claws of Wyverns.” As he walked past Elice’s now destroyed medicinal herb bushes he winced slightly. She was definitely not going to be happy about this.. And from what Marth was saying when he continued, this ambassador that visited must have been quite.. horrendous. Or at least annoying.. Something he’d believe if the man would let a Wyvern do such a thing to these flower beds!

Merric waited patiently as Marth spoke with a maid about the west balcony. After she hurried off, he continued to follow the Prince up to the balcony. “Hm?” he let out once he heard Marth speak. “..Oh! Well.. It’s been quite well! The weather has been gratious to us these past couple weeks, giving us well need sunny skies with plenty of wind. Perfect for practicing my spells.” He chuckled slightly before continuing. “Everyone in Khadein has also been helping to rebuild what was destroyed during the war. I’ve given my hand with rebuilding the School and other buildings as best I could. But.. well, i’m not much of a builder, heh. However, much of the city had been rebuilt now and the School went back in session some weeks ago. Although.. I’ve began to spend less time at the School now. After Master Wendell became Khadein’s senior mage and embarked on a journey, I’ve been spending my time learning spells on my own. When I do go to the School though, it’s mainly to help some of the students with their studies.” Merric paused before continuing. “You know.. I’ve really begun to enjoy helping others with magic. I think i’d really like become a magic teacher someday.”

Looking up at Marth, he gave a small smile. “What about you, Marth? How’s life been here in Altea?”

Marth knew he was going to have some explaining to do when Elice returned from her journey around Altea. (The trip concerned orphanages and hospitals, Elice hadn’t told him the details, probably because she had everything under control by herself.) Still, there was some time left, they could hopefully get to some semblance of order before she came back…those bushes were rare though.

He listened with great interest to Merric’s description. He had never been to Khadein in peace time and the very name was tainted with his memories of Gharnef and all the monstrosities that wicked sorcerer had committed… However every time he heard of Merric’s life in Khadein those thoughts were replaced with a much brighter outlook. He heard tales of learning, busy days and great progress with the reconstruction. Marth knew one day he would have to visit, however when would he ever have the time? One day though, one day he would.

“I think you would make a wonderful teacher,” he replied

Marth couldn’t help but smile when he heard of Merric’s ambitions. He thought his best friend would make an excellent teacher, and a well-loved one at that. His magical skill was of course amazing but he was also a person of such patience and kindness that Marth thought any aspiring young mages would love to have him a teacher.  As for his place in Altea…he wish he could have something as aspiring and hopeful to look forward too on a personal level, but the entire country was definitely becoming a brighter place.

“It seems Altea has become a much more notable point on the map,” he said, “Merchants, ambassadors, all kinds of official travellers have been coming and going lately and it’s made the people proud and very happy. Trade is booming and re-construction has been happening a lot swifter than anyone can imagine with such enthusiasm for our country spreading across the continent.  A week doesn’t go by where there isn’t at least half a dozen meetings with foreign ambassadors or diplomats, we’ve been quite overwhelmed by it all. Caeda and I have been delegating between us but we seem loaded with documentation and trade proposals wherever we turn.” Marth gave a little laugh, “We get some relaxation time though, Jaegan steps in occasionally and demands we give it a day. I’ve been trying to master riding lately, Frey and Cain even picked out a horse for me. I’m…a little slow, but I’m getting there!”

silentmasterofwinds:

wielderofexcalibur:

sapphirehairedprince:

silentmasterofwinds:

I tried to maintained calmness. To try to clam my pulse and my breathing; who would know that love could change your body structure that much? 

I knew Marth was looking though an antidote and I listened to both of them. Both of them were right and it really wasn’t hard to find the staff, the panacea though that was a different story. The voices kept running through my head and I couldn’t help to agree with Merric, as much as I wanted to find the items no matter, what my resistance was wearing off. “I-I agree with Merric” I said looking at the floor, still trying to avoid contact as I felt like they were laughing on me anyway. “But…. we can get the antidote just in case”

Merric had made a very valid point and I felt slightly foolish for not considering it. Of course it was important to find out if there were any side-effects to the potion, and those couldn’t be discovered if they found a remedy straight away. However Merric was also right about the fact it should be Soren’s decision on what we did. He was the one who had taken the potion and he was the one feeling its effects. Still I couldn’t help but be a little concerned about his well-being. He looked rather flustered and agitated, certainly not comfortable with the situation at the very least.

However Soren had made up his mind, though he was growing increasingly flustered by the stammer that had crept into his tone. Getting the antidote just in case seemed like a good idea, just in case one of the side-effects was a longer effect than anticipated.

“Should we try and find the cure, or hand in the potion and complete the mission first?” I asked. Even though the mission was important, Soren’s health was equally so, so perhaps the cure should come first. It wasn’t up to me of course, but what if there were side-effects and they were harmful. It was essential to know about them, but it also essential to stop them too. It was better to be safe than sorry, especially because we’re dabbling in things that I, and perhaps Soren and Merric, may not fully understand.

The more I observed Soren, the more I noticed him becoming more and more flustered and nervous. That.. potion really did work.. and it seemed to be strong. Considering he and I had met once, I couldn’t help but get a bit worried about him. I’ll need to be sure to not do anything that could cause him to become even more uncomfortable..

“Finding the cure seems best at the moment,” I spoke up again, turning my gaze back at Marth. “It goes back to the side effects. Again, we don’t know just what the effects of the potion are, if any. If we have the cure with us, we can automatically use it if the effects start showing up and turns negative. We surely don’t want anything that could potentually harm Soren’s health and wellbeing happening.” Though I wasn’t sure just what could happen when it came to something like this, with love and whatnot. However, we shouldn’t take too many chances with this. Again though, this was up to Soren. I turned back to Soren and blinked. “What do you think, Soren?”

I heard their discussion back and forward. In a sense I wanted then decide for me, or at least my sanity was telling me that, due to that I didn’t know anymore what was right or wrong when I was distracted and resisting on not looking at Merric; it was like I was fighting a force battle that I didn’t want to do in the first place.

As soon as he turned back to me I glared back; avoiding contact was the best to do even if I wanted to. “An hour or 2 can be sue to see the side effects, we can turn the potion after” I simply said  as it took me a while to let my lips explain such thing instead of saying something else that should be forbidden.

Soren was the one who had inflicted the potion on himself, so it was Soren who chose what they did because of it, it was only fair. I had to wonder whether it was making him think a little differently, but I had no way of knowing that for sure.

So what should we do for the next hour or two before turning the potion in and completing our mission? I still thought finding the cure was a pretty good idea, but I wasn’t in charge here, which was admittedly quite refreshing if I looked past my worries that I knew nothing about magic and potion making. I looked at the others wondering if they had anything in mind before I spoke about the cure once more, I didn’t want to see like I was pestering them, but safety was important.