Writers – LagunaEverae, and CharlotteCarrendar
CharlotteCarrendar: -The trees sprites, bound up and caught in the this hurricane of energy would be blasted into nothing more than falling leaves, scattering as the wind died down, some settling into Charlotte’s hair. Well that was one way to hush the trees, but Charlotte was amazed with how Laguna used his psionic energy to propel him up and over the Wood demon in a daring display of skill and acrobatics. Landing squarely, he spoke now with authority, a voice that commanded respect. “Perhaps you should use more than just your eyes” This had the Wood Demon dropping his own leaves, the colour of his face was now the darkest green. (Woody)”Death…to…you.!”- A sudden crack, the tall mighty oak beside where Laguna stood, started to uproot from the ground, as if stepping out of its grave, earth flying in all directiions. (Woody)”T…IMBER!”- the tree began to fall, headed right for Charlotte and Laguna.
LagunaEverae: – He heard the demon’s words. This particular one’s failing was to simply be unaware of who Laguna was and in particular, the command of this particular forest. HIS forest. True enough, Laguna had authority in any wood due to his previous good work in the past. But in the forest where he grew up, that he knew better than any other, it was slightly different. He beamed into his eyes as he watched it enraged, only mentally saying to himself as it stated the words (Woody) “Death to you” (Laguna) “As you wish my forest brother” was his final retort and he pulsed into the air above once more, now for the first time drawing the enormous blade that had adorned his muscular back. And enormous was the word too; it was almost as long as Laguna, and the young man was known to be quite the tall specimen himself. He came into contact with the falling tree, grabbing it as they both fell towards the forest floor, Laguna now gritting his teeth and roared out “nnnnnnnnnnnngggghhhhaaaaaaa!” as a pulse of kinetic energy emanated from his core and filtered outwards, carrying the massive tree out of harm’s way as it clunked and banged against its sill brethren. Laguna landed, and wasted no time; Holding his blade aloft and began to spin. Endless spinning. He was a blur. Then he was more than just a blur, he didn’t even appear there, just a whirlwind of energy and air. The faint outline of the blade made its way on a downward path towards the forest floor, now littered with bark. It came into contact and slowed it’s pace down immediately as it crackled its way through a medium sized tree that had fallen in the madness of the battle. It cracked and split. Laguna’s face was momentarily seen, once again, still on the eyes of the demon. The speed of the sword and the sheer kinetic force had forged it into a seething hot tool, and merged with the dry bark caught itself alight as Laguna twisted his wrist and stated matter of factly “ Find peace in the embrace of the goddess” before pulsing it towards the demon, a tree of fire –
CharlotteCarrendar: -The spinning of the blade radiated such heat the magnitude would cause the bark to catch alight and thus turn this tree to one of fire. Fire…the demon of fire the enemy of the Wood demon, would be laughing, cackling at this sight. The Wood demon panicked. (Woody)”No…no…NOoooOooooO!”- as the flames roared up its weathered bark and the glow of orange and red flames, licking across his surface illuminated the spdier demoness, who had been watching this most unsual battle. Within seconds he was engulfed, a blazing inferno, turning to white hot. Suddenly, the Wood demon explodes, sending a shower of hot ash, that landed upon the crisp white snow, staining it and marking its beauty. The battle done, Laguna the victor, and only fair, for it was his forest. None should be so bold to attempt to take him on in such a challenge. As the ash fell it scattered across the spider demoness who rose up. Again, she was indebted. He was today her champion. She slowly reached into her pocket and pulled out a small box, and then offered it to Laguna. “Open it please?”- if he were to he would find inside a fob watch, an heirloom. “Please accept this…as a token of my gratitude.”
LagunaEverae: – He stood, statuesque as his temporary foe had come to its end. The words he spoke when he knew an opponent’s life was to end was a poignant one; For he had no desire to do such a thing, hence the reason for his two warnings. He sighed outwards, his shoulders rising and falling as he stood plainly still, his back to Charlotte, his eyes for the first time falling slightly towards the floor almost in respect of the dead. He heard the other come closer, a fidget of clothes that alluded to her pulling out a small box, before speaking to his back (Charlotte) “Open it please.” It began, but the great man was barely even listening. Once again he was forced to take life from another. He uttered a silent reply, almost a whisper compared to his usual tone. “Keep it. I have no need for prizes, nor should I accept such an item as a gift of life. It is compassion, not reason, that is stronger than death” the latter part of the sentence said as he stepped forward into the forest, before turning to her, a solemn expression on his charred bark ridden face “There are no lines in nature, only areas of colour, one against another.” –