The moment he touched the wall another menagerie of blades sought to bring him down. Though his vision was obscured the precision of his magic sense was uncanny. He could sense what he was sure was magical energy flowing through these specters. What manner of arcane force was tieing them to this pla...

Effortlessly, the Emerald haired pauper navigated the terrain abroad. As they dodged the nasty supply of traps and death centered creations Zero abruptly came to a halt just before the corridor of set to the right of the once forked path. In truth Bo hadn't placed much intentionality in his choice, ...

The once frosty winds sent a now almost warm breeze through the hollowed temple. Evant had dragged Dazuma into it's reaches in order to find some form of shelter for the passed out prince. Contacting now his household sister to gain a wellness check. As he waited for her to respond he could not keep...

"Are you trying to get caught? Honestly, you're so darn reckless. Sire." A voice regal in nature, deep in tone, and filled with a slew of other indications was whispered onto the now settling winds. Stern was the glare the ebony-clad figure held as he ran over the young lord. “I remember someone wh...

Bo made sure to keep up with Zero’s movements as best he could. The way he moved about the space affirmed Bo even further that he had chose the right man for the job. Almost as if with little effort the pair made their way towards their destination. A litany of dangers clad in damn near every wall, ...

The further they traveled the tighter the fit. It would go without saying that Bo posses a bit of a phobia concerning caves. Being born in a Kingdom who’s roots are embedded in the Emerald Ascension, It was strictly forbidden for anyone not sanctioned to do so to be in the mines. Carved into its wal...

The Skies The land and air were saturated in his magic, his power invigorating all around him, the healing power of his light magic practically polarized everything his light touched. Its reach stretched into the sky creating clouds drenched with lightning magic. Small but strong spurts of rumbling...

Forty-second Pillar, The Recorder. Zero mused over the image of Bo playing some sort of wind instrument while floating through the expanse of immutable, unpredictable space in his mind. If his visions were to be believed, Bo’s destiny started to lay itself out for him already. Zero rarely felt that...

His hand stayed firm as he allowed his power to flow freely, it was as if the small remnants of his inheritance were on auto-pilot. Was this some form of intervention? Or... "It's...becoming hard to maintain" Magic of this kind was something that he had only witnessed in high-level shapers. Though f...

Bo meant every word he said. He had to believe them to be his only present truth. It was those very words that laid in tandem with his duty. He thought about the vision he had. The world had seemed to fade around him and he found himself nestled within the cosmic bosom of the stars. A voice called o...