Down Burning

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<>Ambiance:<> A rain of exceedinly pale blush plum down begins to snow in the channel deepening to near scarlet and bursting into cool flame before burning to ash.....

* Damsel looks up, her expression both confused and intersted.

<Dale> What the..

<>Ambiance:<> The light in the channel pales substantially and fixes at a sort of half light....

<Dale> ((Heh, I bet Useless is coming.))

* Damsel looks about, trying to find the source of the odd occurances.

<TheTraveller> Odd weather that.

* Damsel smiles at TheTraveller. "Yes, indeed. I hope the holidays find you well?"

* TheTraveller Snatches some of the preflaming down from the air....

* TheTraveller shakes the down a way as it ignites.... This is not flame at all just light... The feathers are made of a pale purple light.....

<Dale> Diviara...

* Damsel glances at Dale and nods slightly. "Yes, it does bring one's mind to that one."

* TheTraveller looks up to the heavens "Your lighting system is a bit wonky too...." the statement is aside as if he is speaking to someone not visibly present to the assembled guests

<Dale> Then that would mean.. Useless would be near as well..

<TheTraveller> "What do you mean you detect no difference.... Well yes I suppose you can see well in near zero light however others..."

<TheTraveller> "Whom do you suggest I ask then...."

<TheTraveller> "Do not mind if I do"

* Damsel watches TheTraveller curiously.

* TheTraveller gestures and a Doorway appears.....

* TheTraveller steps through the doorway leaving it open as he passes to the otherside

* Damsel attempts to see what lies on the other side of the open doorway, attempting to deduce where it leads.

<>Ambiance:<> The feathery snow continues even as The Traveller's door remains open. Hanging.

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* Tralin sets mode: +v Durroth

* Durroth sighs in relief as he doesnt see yonni anywhere

<Durroth> Hi all

* Dale greets Durroth, his eyes still on the doorway.

<>Ambiance:<> A smell of brine and cold air flows into the area from the open door

* Damsel nods distractedly at Durroth as she approaches the doorway, her brow creased in thought.

* Damsel mutters quitely to herself as she stands just inside the doorway, watching carefully. "A seaport?" Then her brow creases further as she continues to observe. "And who is that?"

* Damsel glances at those still in the room and, seeing no interest, mutters quietly, "Ah, bloody hell," and crossing through the doorway.

* Dale looks up at Damsel, having heard her, gets up, peers into the doorway, and crosses into it.

* Lyoko follows, warily.

* Durroth follows dale

<Lyoko> ((Interesting. What now?))

<Damsel> ((I'm actually unsure.))

<Dale> ((Now, we wait.))

<>Ambiance:<> A brilhado with wings more golden than lavender though with still a slight purple tinge stands near a seawall of a port city. He traces his finger in the air drawing a sigil which hangs there glowing [1]

<>Ambiance:<> He seems not to note the approach of Damsel or the other interlopers

<Dale> Either he just isn't paying us any attention, or we can't be seen.

<>Ambiance:<> A deep horn is heard melodic and keening and the brilhado takes flight landing above and beyond the seawall his sigil still hanging where he previously stood....

<Lyoko> I think he may not have noticed.

* Damsel glances back, surprised to see that others have followed after her before turning once again to reguard events.

<Lyoko> Yeah, I'm always up for an adventure.

<>Ambiance:<> A green moglin crosses the peer his bare arms bearing some sort of tribal markings the most prominent of which appears to be some sort of feathered serpentine creature

* Damsel approaches the sigil with curiousity. "It looks almost like the number 4, or the terran sigil for jupiter."

* Lyoko watches the moglin.

<Dale> Nel?

* Damsel blinks in surprise, as she takes note of the moglin.

* Moglin stops and turns abruptly looking about

<Dale> They do bear an uncanny resemblance.. Damsel..

* Moglin shivers slightly

<Lyoko> ((Nel?))

* Moglin continues on his way

* Daniel|Food is now known as Daniel

<Dale> (( Yes, Nel. ))

* Moglin stops and considers the sigil standing almost next to damsel

* Moglin Drakel Script hanging in the air.... what are you on about Gil....

* Moglin shakes his head and continues walking

* Damsel 's brow furrows as she watches the green moglin's reaction. "So perhaps they can't see us... but in some fashion can sense us. And if this is Nel, then we're somewhere on Lore."

<Daniel> It doesn't feel right.

<Dale> (( Bah, refresh my memory, who is TheTraveller again?

<Dale> ))

<Lyoko> ((I'll save this. Lkeas might want it.))

* TheTraveller lands by the Moglin

* Moglin looks up startled.

<Dale> (( Of course she will. ))

<Daniel> I think we are around the temple maybe, if that is Nel.

<Moglin> I thought you were leaving the world entirely. If you are seeking the king he is not present.

<Dale> The King...? Of where...

<Daniel> Where is Tralin, Nel?

<TheTraveller> Then it is well enough that I am not seeking the Drakel

<Dale> We are back in time, then..right?

<TheTraveller> I was actually after and have already spoke to Giliara... and then had some buisness to attend to with the Second Knight

<Lyoko> That or they are good at ignoring.

* Damsel shakes her head slowly. "I am unsure."

<Moglin> What buisness do you have with Cerin

<TheTraveller> Nel. I am a servant of a power. I am not able to openly discuss all of my obligations. Suffice to say it was an Omega issue...

<Dale> ((Heh, did I call that or what? ))

<Moglin> Is what ever you said to Giliara the reason he drew that sigil...

<Moglin> It is the Drakel symbol for the Light Lord is it not?

<Moglin> The ancient drakel sigil

* Damsel 's brow creases in thought as she watches quietly.

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* fantasygod walks in, waves to everyone, and sits down in his usual chair.

<TheTraveller> You know as well as I that it is Nel. That is his God. Should Gil offering prayer startle you. It would be as odd as Cerin seeking to aid a Damsel in distress, or some trapped creature in the Dale. No the Devil's challenger has not come. It is merely a prayer. Nothing more.

<Dale> (( hehehe ))

* Damsel smirks a little at Dale, her eyes shinning with a degree of mirth.

<Moglin> Are you deliberately speaking enigmatically?

<Lyoko> ((That damsel was capitalized. Clue?))

<Dale> (( Indeed. ))

<TheTraveller> No. But I see things you do not Nel. And so it is only natural I speak in ways that you do not have the key to understand. Though the doorway will remain open a very short time. Mayhaps you will learn.

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<Lyoko> ((I can't seem to concentrate today, ignore what I just said.))

* Dale says to himself, "So he can see us..."

* TheTraveller turns and stares at Dale directly

* Daniel is smiling : *

<Lyoko> But Nel can't. I think.

<Moglin> What is fascinating about the Pier Traveller?

* Damsel places a hand over her mouth, laughing quietly behind it, as she watches the interactions carefully.

* TheTraveller shrugs looking a way his gesture broad as sweeping. The pier is a doorway unto all the world. Though some fear that "The door will close any moment""

<Moglin> Panic will do few any good....

* Damsel nods thoughtfully before turning to her companions. "Time to go, I think."

<Lyoko> Yeah.

<Daniel> I disagree.

<Moglin> Well I have been summoned by Darin too. I must go.

<Dale> I vote we stay...

* TheTraveller Happy frostvale Nel.

<Daniel> But I will come with for I lack the method to break open a doorway.

* Lyoko raises an eyebrow at Daniel, who seems to have popped up out of no where.

<Moglin> And you Traveller such as you observe it

* Daniel was there, but silent : *

<Lyoko> ((Oh.))

* Damsel turns and begins walking back toward the doorway, though she often looks back over her shoulder making note of all she can.

<Daniel> ((For the most part... :<_:<))

<>Ambiance:<> The door visibly begins to swing shut

* ReindeerTakun is now known as riendeertakun|dinner

* Daniel dives through it : *

* Damsel lets out a small cry and begins to run towards the door.

<Daniel> Thanks Traveller.

* Dale runs through door, like the others.

* Lyoko runs through as well.

* Damsel makes it through the closing doorway and turns to watch, hoping the others will make it.

<>Ambiance:<> Even as the door begins to close the world arround it begins to fade to black as if the door was all that anchored you to that place and once it goes you will be dropped into a void. Even as the last crosses the threshold the door vanishes with you back in the normal environment of #755

* Daniel breathes a sigh of relief : *

<Daniel> Glad I didn't stay...

<Lyoko> Yeah.

<Dale> Heh, Looks like I almost made a wrong decision..

* Damsel smiles slightly, her eyes turning thoughtful. "Very intersting, indeed."

<Daniel> Devil's challenger caught my attention.

* TheTraveller appears

<Daniel> Greetings Traveller!

<Dale> You could see us that whole time, couldn't you?

* TheTraveller looks up at the still raining burning feathers

* TheTraveller According to Giliara this signifies that a Brilhado is within their death throes.

<Dale> Diviara...

<Daniel> Diviara...

* TheTraveller Such an occurance has been unheard of in his experience

* Damsel 's brow furrows, her face suddenly serious. She speaks one word with dread, not wanting to test the name, "Who?"

* TheTraveller Not the death of a Brilhado. Some have died in war and in combat with each other

* TheTraveller This symbol... the feathers are made of light...

* TheTraveller For them to appear... the Brilhado has to have been accepted by the lord of light

<Dale> This is a good thing for us.. No?

* Daniel 's brow creases in worry, and he is silent to Dale's question : *

<Damsel> So Giliara?

* TheTraveller Giliara is unaware of any save himself... that are in the Light Lords service. No other brilhado had served him for millenia

* TheTraveller Giliara himself however is hale...

* Damsel 's brow furrows further. "Then who?"

* TheTraveller He can only conclude that for this sigil to appear it has to be someone who was accepted by proxy... The powers often working in odd ways.

* TheTraveller I however was near sure they were Giliara's feathers and would still believe so had I not seen him... for they are a near genetic match

* Damsel bites her lower lip, hoping to hold back tears. Her voice cracks worryingly. "Please... It can't be Diviara, can it? Talo-Toecan left to save him. He has to succeed!"

* TheTraveller Well I am called away

<Daniel> Fare well.

* TheTraveller vanishes

<Lyoko> Until we meet again.

<Daniel> Damsel, I fear it is Diviara. There isn't exactly a long list of Brilhaldo for us to think of however.

<Dale> This means Diviara is almost certainly dead...

<Daniel> It may be someone we are not even aware of yet.

* Damsel turns away from TheTraveller, tears beginning to run down her cheeks. A single word escapes her before emotion prevents any further vocalization. "No."

<Dale> And, on the bright side, Useless should be coming back...

* Daniel sighs : * "I'm sorry."

* Ojodeldevorador blinks

<Daniel> Greetings Louis Zephyr.

<Dale> Where. Is. Useless.

<Ojodeldevorador> He is in New York where I sent him

* Damsel wipes at her eyes and turns toward Zephyr. "Why did you take Talo-Toecan if there's nothing he can do?!"

<Ojodeldevorador> There is always something Lady.

<Ojodeldevorador> Even if it is just making peace.

<Ojodeldevorador> Would he prefered to have learned the Master's general had passed after the fact?

<Ojodeldevorador> When he could not have even spoken a word...?

<Dale> Why did you give us the hope that Diviara had a chance of survival?

<Ojodeldevorador> As long as those feathers continue falling.... the being is still alive. They mark death throes not death itself...

<Daniel> Give Useless well-wishes for me. I must depart. I have music to write.

<Ojodeldevorador> Death itself will be marked by them stopping and the light going away for a time

* Daniel vanishes a la Traveller : *

* Damsel has quit IRC (Ping timeout�)

* Daniel is now known as Daniel|NotInRoom

<Ojodeldevorador> When Dale were you ever offered promises by me? I am not ryuusei Cartwright. I do not make promises I cannot keep and so I rarely make them at all.

<Ojodeldevorador> The future is still liquid. What comes or what goes is not yet fixed