A New Beginning, An Old End [open]

So, please, realize one thing about this: this battle is semi-open. What does that mean, Esthetics? Well, that means that if you try to claim this and I don't like you or your character, I'm not going to participate in a battle with you. This may come off as a bit snide or arrogant or whatever other adjective you think that you could use, but that is only because at the moment, I can afford to be whatever I want to be, and start over within the section.

My character will be revealed in due time. Of course, that means after I have accepted a challenger. Please, don't make me regret investing interest in this sub-forum again. After all, there's only so much loyalty you can expect from me to go out to a text-based forum that is named KHInsider. I've seen great RP'ers, mediocre RP'ers, and terrible RP'ers. But above all I see talent going to waste, and imagination being traded for power. That is certainly never a good thing, so this battle shall be mild power. If you even try to use a thing called Daigen Sansetsu Blitz Blood Attack of Chaos, I will boot you out quickly.

And, here are my rules.

1. I truly mean mild power.
2. This thread will be closed to avoid spam, so any applicants can PM me their template.
3. Setting, storyline, and whatever else will be decided by me.
4. Please, have fun and use your imagination.

Archetype00X has been accepted as my challenger. This will begin at some point after right now. This post will be edited with my template.

Cheers.

EDIT: Scratch that, I don't really want to fight Archetype. I think that I have participated in a battle with him before, and it wasn't nearly as fun as I wanted it to be. It would be nice if someone else would take this up, but I'm not particularly worried about it. After all, I don't need a forum for my imagination, but I do need a forum to share my ideas.

The legends are gone. Hell, I don't even know if they were legends; all I know is that they are seen as such. We need people to come in here and enjoy themselves, and when they do people will become the new legends, and the torch will be passed. Stop looking at other's standards, Role Players- look at what you want, and take it. Want to be the best battler here? Fine, you go ahead and do that.

But if you want to truly, honestly and deeply tell a story, well... there is nothing stopping you.

And now that that is over with, I will post a template below this, because god knows people aren't going to check this thread very often. Why would you?

=Your Character=

--Basics--

Name: Senkei Ilmradieth
Nickname:
Age: Consistently defined as ‘Ageless’
Gender: Male
Race: Personification
Pure Race or Mix: Pure
Allegiance: Unaligned
Occupation (if Applicable): N/A
Residence: Cave of the Mirage, Ilradia
--Family--

Parents: Senkei is the personification of the Coalescence, Effervescence, and the Denaivescence, and has no parents.
Siblings: Could be considered the sibling of all living beings.
Married?: Senkei was married once, to Elayireē
Children: Senkei could be seen as the father to all living beings.

--Appearance Basics--

Height: 6’4”
Weight: 189 lbs.
Hair Colour: White
Eyes: Golden, with flecks of black.
Distinguishing Features: Senkei has the tattoo of a crown on his right wrist; it is a light purple in color, and he can make it invisible at will. This is to show that he is the personification of all three Living Essences.

--Physical Appearance--:

~ Appearance: Senkei himself has typical regal features; high and well defined cheekbones, a smooth chin and the pointed ears commonly associated with the Elves of Yraen. Senkei’s skin is a glowing tanned color, and there are no blemishes or imperfections upon his body. He is usually clean shaven, with his hair being shaggy but not long overall. His eyes are golden from his experiences with the Elquip Naerro, an adventuring party that has lived on in legend since the beginning of Ilradia.

~ Garments/Armor/Armaments: Senkei appears as he wishes to, but his most common form is described hereafter. Standing at the tall height of 6’4”, Senkei is usually seen wearing a dark yellow robe, with black cuffs at the sleeves. Black diamonds are also sewn into these cuffs, and they can be used as weapons. Beneath this robe Senkei usually wears white cotton pants and shirt, and dark brown boots cover his feet. The only other clothing of note is the Ring of Acyre, which is made from a red and golden ruby, set with a deep blue sapphire.

Senkei wields many different weapons, and two of the most common are described in this template. First Damien wields a katana that has been enchanted to give off light whenever Senkei wishes it; the blade of the weapon is three and a half feet in length, and the handle allows Senkei to use one or both hands to wield the sword. The other weapon is a chain that has been enchanted to adjust to any length, and its links are made of adamantite; supposedly they are unbreakable.

For protection, Senkei has sewn tiny, flat diamonds on the inside of his clothing, and these can be attached to any clothing that Senkei sees fit as long as the proper method is used to do so. Diamonds are not the strongest type of material in the Omniverse, but they are sufficient protection from many attacks. All of these diamonds are a strong amber color, and they are enchanted so as to heal Senkei once per day, and will be used when the situations are most dire.


--Personality—

Senkei is regal, honorable, and slightly caustic. He will speak often, and when he does it is often to rhyme, use analogies, or to use sarcasm in a way to belittle others, if he is speaking to a lesser. But to an equal or a superior, Senkei is respectful, and he wouldn’t dream of striking down a good-natured superior. Unfortunately for him he has a strict moral code, which means that he will not steal, lie to those that are his superiors, or kill an equal while they are sleeping or unaware of his presence. As such, Senkei is known to engage in many duels, acting as the Battle Muse. Otherwise he will attack and kill any enemies if he needs to.


--Likes/Dislikes--


~ Likes:
-Swordplay
-Magick
-Cooked meats
-Autumn
-Fire, Lightning, Heat
-Good literature
-A good composition of music



~ Dislikes:
-Axes, hammers
-Technology
-Sushi, Fish
-Winter
-Ice
-Plagiarism
-Unoriginal or banal compositions


--Skills--
Senkei is known for his skill with the sword, and he is often hailed as the greatest swordsman of Ilradia.

Aside from his melee skills, Senkei has control over the Coalescence, Effervescence, and the Denaivescence, to a lesser extent. Because of this he can manipulate the world around him, dreams, and even the souls of others. These abilities are limited to the code of conduct above, and Senkei will not use them to outright slay any being unless they have tried to harm him first. Because these abilities are limited by how close Senkei is to his power source, in far off places of the Omniverse he is weaker, and will rely on his melee strength.

Fortunately, Senkei is known for his speed and his intelligence; he can move faster than even the most graceful of Elves, and he is a tactical and intellectual genius.

--Weaknesses--
As stated before, Senkei is limited by the presence or absence of the Living Essences. He also is not known for his physical strength; while he is stronger than average, he is not nearly the strongest person in Ilradia, let alone the Omniverse. His code of conduct also limits his actions, albeit slightly.

~Biography:


--Other Information—
Theme Song: Piano Sonata Number 3 in F Minor by Hummel, and Afterlife by Avenged Sevenfold

EDIT[The Setting]

The battle takes place in Ilradia, my own planet. It will be revealed in its entirety shortly enough, but for the moment you will only need to know that we are in the Desert of Kyrean, otherwise known as the Desert of Shifting Winds. Essentially, it is a desert roughly forty miles across and a hundred miles long [horizontal to vertical]. Within this desert there are dunes that can reach thirty feet high, and craters that can be as deep as Arboreum, otherwise known as the Abyss.

Within the exact center of this desert is an elevated platform, reaching roughly twenty feet into the air. The section itself is thirty by forty-five feet, comprised of a single slab of beautiful glass. Lightning strikes periodically in this area [hence the glass], but it will not strike during this battle, because of a disturbance in the Effervescence. As if that isn't special enough, within the exact center of the platform is a pool of water, that is known to grant the drinker eternal life; this comes at a price, however. This will be detailed if or when someone steps into this pool.

Other than that, the red sun is in the sky, nearing sunset. The clouds are a myriad of colors, ranging from a deep orange to a light purple. I find it worthy to note that the drop from this platform will not kill your character, but that it should serve as incentive to be able to stay on the platform; if present when the lightning finally does strike, something will happen that is rather...wonderful.

And, of course, if you find this too irritating Lycian, I can edit this into a more simple form; I am trying to illustrate a setting while having fun, not establishing a setting and killing your own imagination. So please, don't feel obligated to stay quiet about what you think; I am all ears.

[Miss Murder]

[ no, it sounds interesting. I can probably be pretty liberal and imaginative with this, if my character lives up to expectations. And for future reference, any of the 'document extracts' towards the bottom of the template can suffice as a bit of Its biography. ]

Name
It has many names. One is Mother, one is Father. Another is Son, another is Daughter. It is in every one of us, and every one we do not know. It hides and lives, feeds and thrives within the depths of our minds. Its reach is limitless, its power is unknown. What is its name? Its name is You and I. It is everyone, and It is Everywhere.
Title
Insanity, Imagery, Inspiration, Illusion.
Physical Age
It was born from the Dawn of the free-thinking mind.
Gender
Homeworld
Original legends appear to pinpoint the dawn of Its creation at Earth. Other documents state that It originated from a different word or dimension, but the name of which has been lost through years of translations.

history

Born from the recesses of the human mind, Its existence relies on the extent of imagination
With knowledge of Its limitless presence, the world is condemned with dread and anticipation.
Creating poetry in the minds of poets;
Inspiration in the minds of artists.
It is the idea behind the art,
the emotion behind every part.

appearance

No single physical form is It graced with, but Its spirit extends throughout the Worlds
Its mind is great, Its power is pure, Its memory is shared in holy words.
Its appearance is always changing, conforming to those It meets
They see their loved ones in Its being, for their physical forms It reaps.

abilities

Its great powers lay in the form It takes,
Conforming and changing with whoever It makes
Epic powers lay in its grasp,
as long as humanity’s memories last.
If a memory of a power and person holds true,
It will always be able to be created anew.
Unique powers also grace Its being,
But those, for now, mystery is keeping.

weapons

Weaponry mimics the details for ability,
For however long memories are graced with fertility.
If a person has met a certain warrior wielding a sword,
Then It can make itself hold that same sword,
and wield it with the same mastery as the original.

[ extracted from numerous documents ]

November 27, 1912
Today my research team and I were excavating a site in the Antarctic when we were startled by what appeared to be an alteration of our vision. Not knowing what we were witnessing at first, we attempted to speak to this metaphysical being that manifested itself before us. Equally without knowledge of what to say to It, we simply greeted It as we would one of our own kind. It struck me that this being of sorts did not have a constant physical form. Indeed, It seemed to blend in with its surroundings; in fact, all we could see clearly of it was its face and upper neck, which were gray and featureless albeit a pair of black eyes.
When we did greet this being, It seemed to study us for a moment. At first, I figured that It did not know how to speak. If It had, in fact, come from some yet-unexplored place on the Earth, It may have not been familiar with our way of speaking. This was my initial thought. That is, until It spoke. Since It had no visible mouth, the words seemed to come out of thin air. It had a ghostly, otherworldly sort of voice that I would not have associated with a human vocal pattern.
All that It did was return our greeting with a simple “hello”. When It said nothing else, just sort of hovered there, for lack of a better word, we were at a loss for what to do or to say. So I stepped forward to speak, but immediately as I did so, the creature began to alter its appearance. Its eyes closed, and the air around it wavered even more. But instead of becoming less visible, It seemed to become even more physical than before. Its structure altered, and It gained human-like features until finally I began to recognize the similarities of what It was becoming.
Before long, the creature looked exactly like an old colleague of mind, a Dr. Archibald Frederick. He was quite a plump man, with a robust brown beard. This creature before us now looked exactly like dear old Archibald, who I knew was back in London at that very moment. Before I knew what was happening, or before any of my team could respond, the thing held up a gun. Archibald’s gun, for that matter, that he kept with him at all times. It held the gun up, barrel pointing straight at one of my coworkers, and shot him straight through his forehead.
Of course, in extreme shock, I had no idea what else to do but to run. From behind me I heard more gunshots, and the sounds of screaming as others in my team died. When the gunshots stopped, I found the courage in myself to turn around. When I did so, I saw nothing but dead bodies and reddened snow. No creature. No Archibald. No gun. No trace of what had just occurred but the carcasses, me, and the two remaining members of my excavation team. And now, this document. I hope one day someone will figure out what this creature was, and what It wanted.



June 14, 1983
Dear Diary,

The strangest thing happened to me a while ago! I wasn’t able to write about it earlier, but I can now. I suppose I should start at the beginning.
I was in my home with my boyfriend, Jason, at about three Pm or so. We were just hanging out with each other, when I heard a strange noise from outside. Jason offered to look, but I was closest to the door, and it was only the afternoon. So, I went outside.
What do you think I saw but Jason, standing there outside on the pathway leading up to the house! It looked exactly like him, every feature the same, except the look on his face. He looked nearly emotionless, which wouldn’t be like Jason at all. Besides, I had just been with the real Jason five seconds earlier! Before I could do anything about whatever the thing was, It leaned in towards me. It quickly put a cold hand over my mouth, apparently so I couldn’t scream, and whispered something in my ear. Its voice sounded exactly like Jason’s, but much ... how can I describe it? Much colder, if that makes sense. Less human, almost.
Anyway, what It whispered into my ear was this, “Save him.”
Of course, I had no idea what this meant. But then It released its hand from my mouth, and everything went black. The last thing I remember was looking up at the thing’s face, and seeing it shifting into something that seemed to meld into the background, like smoke.
When I woke up, I was laying on my bed in my bedroom, and my mother and father were sleeping in chairs nearby. When I spoke, they jolted upright and rushed to my bedside. “What time is it?” I asked them, and they replied, “It’s ten PM.”
So I said, “Oh wow. Was I unconscious for seven hours?”
It took them a moment to reply. But finally my mother said, “Honey, you were unconscious for seven days.”
As if that wasn’t enough to send me into shock, she continued on to say, “But we have some bad news.” I waited for her to go on. “Jason is in the hospital. Apparently he cut himself while working on his car. The thing is, the doctor’s say he cut an artery and lost a considerable amount of blood before they could get him to the hospital.”
“Is he all right?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.
“He won’t be if they can’t get him the right kind of a blood donor. They got the artery fixed in time, but if he doesn’t get the right blood type soon ...” My father trailed off into silence.
I was lost in my thoughts.
Save him.
The creature’s words came back to me, but I wondered ... why would he tell me that if I couldn’t save Jason? I wasn’t the right blood type, I didn’t think.
I don’t know. But I suppose I’ll find out pretty soon. We’re going to the hospital to visit Jason this afternoon.

Until next time,
Stacy


Governmental Record
January 21, 2006
Location Unidentified

Currently studying and examining Specimen 200485, codename “Dawn”.
Interesting features include the ability to blend into surroundings, and mimic the memories of humans. Dawn is able to shift and form to different peoples’ memories and past experiences, mirroring people, weapons, and areas from a person’s past. We have also currently noted that Dawn can manifest people, animals, weapons, and areas from a person’s imagination, dreams, or nightmares in certain cases. It shifts into the people or animals, manifests weapons or objects and controls them very well, and alters the current location It is in to the location It has chosen.
Though we have Dawn closely contained, we fear occasionally for It escaping. Although It seems to grow tired after a certain number of shifts, It seems able to endure for a significant amount of time. When we tried the Damaging test, in which we harm the experiment mildly and test their reactions, Dawn healed Itself by shifting into a memory and shifting back to Its normal, smoke-like and nearly invisible state. This healing process appears to be rare, and now Dawn will not heal himself unless in dire need of it.
I have noted that Dawn appears to have a great interest in music. Although It can only partake in the creation of music when It is in a memory form, It seems to greatly enjoy classical music. We haven’t attempted to test Its reaction to other forms of music or art, though.
We have only been monitoring It for a relatively short amount of time, but already Dawn seems to have a great annoyance with us, though It shows little emotion on Its gray face.
I will attempt to keep this record updated.

Governmental Record
January 29, 2006
Location Unidentified

Dawn has shown us It has a different power. It is difficult to describe, but It seems to be able to occasionally alter the memories of people if they do not have many memories to speak of. For example, we brought into Dawn’s presence a newborn baby mouse. Immediately, Dawn attempted to reach into the mouse’s memories. We have noticed that this happens when the victim’s eyes take on a faint red glow.
Upon not finding anything, Dawn showed Its new power. Like a muscle being flexed, a great shadowy hand appeared over the throat of the scientist holding the box containing the baby mouse. Within moments, and despite our desperate attempts to release Dawn’s apparently telepathic hold over the man’s throat, he suffocated to death and the shadowy hand disappeared. After this display of memory creation, Dawn went into what appeared to be an unconscious state in which he disappeared completely from sight and the readings on our machines went blank.
After approximately an hour, though, Dawn returned to sight.
If I didn’t know any better, I would say that It was angry.

Governmental Record
February 9, 2006
Location Unidentified

I am only able to make this record brief. Dawn has escaped from our containment. Most of the research team was killed in the process. I must go now, there seems to be more trouble.

On the date of February 9, 2006, all records of codename “Dawn” or any of Its other names ceased.

Theme Song
Moonlit Sonata - Ludwig Van Beethoven

The platform was large and steady, rising roughly twenty feet into the air. By the determinations of all of Ilradia’s scholars and magi, the platform rests in the exact middle of the Desert of Kyrean. As such, it is often seen as an important and exotic locale; it would attract many visitors, if it was any easier to get to. As of right now, the large dunes and the deepest of chasms dissuade many would be visitors; only those that have the mettle can even find the place. And it truly is a place worth finding… the pool in the center itself is invaluable, beloved.

Far from the East came a warrior that was in himself special, as he was one of those that embodied all that Ilradia was. His name was Senkei, and he left his home in the Cave of the Mirage to visit this platform. The man’s robed body walked across the sand for what seemed like millennia, but was truly only for a couple of days; he truly was quick, this Senkei Ilmradieth. Upon passing a chasm he would make the sign of warding over his heart, from those deep pits the fiends rise from Arboreum, the Abyss. The dunes were shifting quickly, acting almost as an ocean. Men could be buried in a place that they thought was safe, or find themselves thirty feet higher into the air than when they started.

Upon reaching the platform, Senkei didn’t really know how to proceed. A disturbance in the Effervescence meant that he was slightly weaker than he normally would be, and he wanted to save all the energy possible. Pulling his chain from his sleeve, Senkei gave it a quick swing and then shot it towards the edge of the platform. While he did so he conjured up a single rock, upon which the chain wrapped around. Finding it steady, Senkei held onto the chain as its magick made it shorter, drawing Senkei along with it. The ascent was swift, and when his feet touched the glass platform Senkei almost breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking towards the middle of the large slab, Senkei found a pool, the pool. Standing at its edge, he held a hand to his chin while he thought about how it would be best to proceed. He knew that the pool would give whoever touched it some form of gift… but what would it give? Senkei didn’t really want to take the chance, so he expended a bit more energy to create a slab that he could sit on, and a thin layer of ice to cover the pool; he didn’t want to touch the water by accident, not before learning about everything that it had to offer. Even such a tiny effort was difficult with this disturbance in the Effervescence, and Senkei would need to devote everything that he had into just maintaining the ice that covered the pool.

His white hair gleaming in the midday sun, he decided to go to sleep before he would ponder the pool again. When he awoke it was nearing evening…he would have to be wary of the Ellumins, lest they sneak up on him while he was here- no. He was twenty feet off of the ground, and Senkei could feel the magic of the glass beneath his dark brown boots. No Ellumins would come on this day, not for Senkei. Others, however…Senkei would still be on guard. Loosening his katana in its sheath, he sat back down and positioned himself in a way that he could see the whole platform from within the pool; the glass flooring was rather useful.

[Miss Murder]

The creature had found Itself in this previously unknown land approximately a month previous to current events. It was there on Its own business; serving the supposed greater purpose It believed in, with Its free-thinking mind which worked very similarly to a human’s. It had arrived in this world through the power of “dream jumping”. This ability was rightfully referred to by a different name from the place where Dawn – we will refer to It as Dawn, as was Its name that time not so long ago – originally came from. Apparently Dawn was called this name because, according to the scientists who had naively held him captive for those short few months, It was the dawn of a new species. Little did they know that Its kind had existed in their own piece of space for millions of years.

Through the ability of “dream jumping”, Dawn was able to reach into the minds of different species and selectively view their current, future, or past dreams and embody those places so It could travel to them, by simply embodying Itself in the area. Needless to say, this creation and manipulation of molecules took quite a bit of energy out of Dawn, and for some time It had to conserve Its energy greatly. It would need the energy for what was to take place. The reason, as stated before, for Dawn arriving in this land was to seek out a certain number of beings – perhaps just one, perhaps more – and either eliminate or save them, or perhaps carry out a different method that would complete Its purpose in the current world. It would only know when It arrived and came into the presence of those whom it was supposed to meet. The reason for this godly judgement process is currently unknown, but it is known that Dawn has been carrying out orders – from whom is also unknown – for quite some time. The first recording of It eliminating mortals was found in the research diary of Dr. Robert Johansson in the early 20th century.

And so, for a matter of weeks, It hid and reserved its energy, manipulating the resting ability of melding into surroundings to heal. Dawn was graced with another healing method, but it required the use of spiritual energy that It currently did not have. But now It had regained the spiritual energy that fueled its metaphysical being, although It was still not up to its full potential from the dream jumping process. Nevertheless, Its mission had to be carried out and could not wait any longer.

Now Dawn looked upon the expanse of a vast desert. It knew that its desired location lay somewhere in the midst of this desert, but how to get to it in the preferred amount of time was the problem. The situation called for a power that Dawn preferred not to use on a regular basis; one that required Its mirroring abilities. The power originally belonged to a man that Dawn had come in contact with approximately two hundred and seventy years previous, and It hadn’t used the particular power for quite some time. This was basically because the power took spiritual energy to use properly, and Dawn preferred to save Its energy for more necessary situations. But there wasn’t time to waste.

Thus, Dawn used Its power of psychokinesis to alter the distance between Itself and the area in the middle of the desert. It did use minor forms of psychokinesis often, but this time of distance alteration was rarely used. Dawn’s being continuously melded with Its surroundings, giving it the image of smoke altering the air around it. It was true that the area around Dawn lacked a certain amount of oxygen, as Its being acted like a leech to the air around itself. Currently, all that was visible of Dawn was its black eyes and a tint of gray that must be a certain piece of its head.

Before long, Dawn was near the center of the desert area. In his line of vision was a great platform of glass, on which Dawn saw a physical being emanating a life force. It could see that this was a man, due to Its sensitive and highly developed vision, and because It was able to see heat radiation quite similar to a serpent. The man was sitting on what appeared to be a slab of glass. Within moments, Dawn was near the area where the being was. Was this the man he had been sent to seek out? There was no way to be certain, but it appeared to be so.

As It was near the man, Dawn altered Its own visibility ever so slightly so that Its silver-gray head was almost completely visible. There were no surprises in Dawn’s way of life. It embodied Itself directly in the man’s line of sight. Dawn did not know what language this man spoke, so It remained silent for a moment. The air around It grew even denser due to the increased gravity around Its being, and the nearly complete lack of breathable oxygen.

[ I decided the post was long enough without an extended description of the surroundings. Hope you don't mind the lack of a descriptive quality. ]

Senkei felt the oxygen being taken away from somewhere near him; within a dozen feet. Instead of drawing his sword like he would normally do, Senkei reached out with the Coalescence, hoping to find a sliver of consciousness in this being. Feeling around, Senkei realized that this being essentially was without form, aside from its head. He couldn’t tell whether or not this being was a threat, however. Senkei watched as the being moved into his line of sight, and he looked up at it.

The head of the creature was a dark grey, and Senkei could feel the power emanating from it. Using his ability to speak in tongues, Senkei began to converse with the creature. First he asked it what it was, who it was, and why it was here-the normal questions when being confronted by a being that was certainly not from Ilradia. Perhaps it was from Arboreum? No, it didn’t have the dark taint of the Denaivescence either. Maybe this was just another mage seeking out the gifts of the pool.

“Do you know what this pool does, Earlu?” Senkei asked, looking directly at where the eyes should be. He
hadn’t moved since the creature had shown itself, but he was subtly working the atmosphere around him to create a slight electro-magnetic charge. If he needed to, Senkei could use this charge to attack the beast, or to use the Effervescence more powerfully. The charge wouldn’t be noticeable to a normal human or Elf, but Senkei wasn’t sure how the beast would react to the increased electricity in the air.

With a twitch of his fingers, the charge was centered mostly on Senkei, sending the air around it a bit of shock. This glow was covered by the natural glow of Senkei’s skin, so hopefully the being in front of him would not notice. He kept his hand well away from the katana hanging at his waist, but he did stand up into a position that would be more defensive. While Senkei was a trusting sort, he wasn’t any fool.

[Miss Murder]

Dawn stood its ground - or rather, hovered its air - in front of the man. As It did so, It began to search through the man’s conscious mind to find information on the area. It could have done this throughout the past month that it had been here, although It hadn’t come in contact with many other living organisms, much less ones with a significant free-thinking mind. The information included the name of this area, the name of the man It was confronting, and the language the man spoke, among other basic details of information. But Dawn could not locate the origins of this man’s power; It figured the man had too complex of a mind for low-level ‘mind reading’. Dawn could have extended its mind reading to a higher level, but found it unnecessary.

After the man was done questioning Dawn, there was a pause in which Dawn processed the language the man spoke. When that time had passed, It spoke in its otherworldly voice, saying, “What I am and who I am is irrelevant. Some have called me Dawn, others have referred to me by other names. I am hoping to find out my purpose here fairly soon.” The man’s next question referred to the pool underneath the sheet of ice he was sitting on. Dawn did not look into any information about the pool when It searched the man’s knowledge. Clearly the pool held some sort of special quality; why else would it be in the center of a vast desert?

A light breeze lifted sand up about twenty feet below where Dawn hovered, and below the great glass structure. The breeze blew It’s smoke-like form slightly to the east, blending and shifting into the sand and sky behind it. “I do not. The pool appears to have different qualities than normal.” It spoke once more. And then, after another moment’s pause, said, “I have traveled here for a specific purpose, though, Senkei Ilmradieth. That purpose, I believe, involves you.”

As it said this, Dawn vaguely noticed a slight change in the air’s qualities. Although It could not immediately place what that change was, precisely, It figured that the change originated from the man. Even though Dawn did not entirely know what It was supposed to do that involved the man, there was a way to find out.

Amazing; whatever it was that was in front of Senkei could speak the native Ilradian, something that many extra planar creatures couldn’t do. Watching as the thing seemed to just regard Senkei and the air around him, Senkei did nothing but maintain the energy that was already all around him. After all, there was no reason for these two to fight, as of yet.

Addressing the person-Dawn-before him, Senkei set his head in his hands and said: “Do you think that this thing could grant eternal life?” he asked Dawn, hoping that the two could hold up a conversation. “Personally, I think it does…but there has got to be a catch involved somehow,” he continued, standing up and looking into the water. The cerulean of the liquid was covered by the pure white of the ice, making it seem a rather pleasant hue of blue.

Staring into the pool, Senkei was hoping that he could figure out exactly what this pool was and what it did before anything bad happened. Like, a lightning strike that would spread across the platform…

OOC: I can think of nothing to post.