Progenitus Worldsoul

IC: Stronin was stopped before he could take flight, Kamaehu's hand clamping down onto Stronin's shoulder. The older toa shook his head. "That's family business. You can't intrude on something like that."

IC: Unfortunately, Fragarach's snowball had the misfortune of heading for Ara'kas. Although it was incinerated before it reached the toa, Fragarach could tell she was not amused. In fact, Ara'kas reached down to take out her sword. Or so it seemed, right up until her left hand came up, whipping a snowball back at Fragarach. "It's on."

IC: In reality, the blade was already repaired. Kamaehu was now just using his fire powers to cool the blade. Once that would was done, the sword would be functional again.

OOC: Time to dust off Kamaehu.IC: Entering Zyckell's shop, Kamaehu immediately went to the forge, heating it to prepare to repair Hasil's sword.

IC: Ara'kas snapped her fingers in remembrance. The Fire Toa stood up quickly, ready to press on. "Kalama, last time I went through Forge Valley, there was a Skakdi holding everyone up and making them pay toll. I hope he's still there, I've been meaning to take him out. Do you know if he is?"OOC: The skakdi is just an NPC.

IC: "Forge valley is faster, and will give us less problems."Ara'kas chipped in, nudging Nala of her shoulder. The fire toa was standing near the group, but not in the cluster. Rather than strain the heatstone more, Ara'kas had decide to use her element to heat herself. "Of course, you have to account for bandits."

OOC: Ara'kas from Ta-koro.IC: An irritated Ara'kas caught Agarin's question. "Yep, you're not the only one." She then started muttering to herself, talking about the cold, and 'How he was ever able to stand it'. In the end, Ara'kas just decided to carry a ball of fire the rest of the way, igniting it now.

IC: Ara'kas gave one last glance at JL and Ril before following the marines. As she left, these words could be clearly heard. "You're on your own, I'm not mediating any more. And I agreed with the others anyway."OOC: Ara'kas to Ko-Wahi.

IC: A steel gauntlet made its way swiftly to JL's face. From behind it, Ara'kas glared at the two fighting toa. "That is entirely too much of this. You" She pointed to JL. "Better stand down before I knock you down. And you" She now pointed to Naona. "stop chucking those rocks around. Give the guy some peace."

See, Kakaru's packing what I'm unwrappaging. Wait, I don't think that's how that metaphor works.

IC: Ara'kas arrived a little later than the others. As the group rested, she asked Kalama. "So, what not leads do you have on Kapura?"

IC: Ara'kas then bowed slightly to Kalama. "I too wish to accompany you, but for a different reason. Kamaehu, for some reason, thinks I'm bored." Ara'kas tone changed from sarcastic to serious. "He also believes that some things about being a toa must be taught by another toa. Therefore, I wish to come with you to train the kid." She gestured to Tanuka.

IC: Ara'kas shook her head. "It's your own fault."

Biscotti tastes good. Wait, this isn't about that?

IC: Ara'kas chuckled. "Yeah, your alter ego don't know how to block a thrust."

IC: Ara'kas' expression became surprised. "Ooh. Trained a Muaka, did you? Not easy to do."

IC: Ara'kas shrugged at Ril, before turning to Kalama. "So, what's the brilliant plan, Kalama?

IC: There he was. At least, I think that's him. Isfel ran towards the being he assumed was Krayzikk. "Hey, Krayzikk, Vernadon says I'm your- ..." He stopped, seeing the sack of bloodstained kanohi. "W-wwhat happened?" He said, in horror.

IC: Ara'kas simply picked up her sword from beside the unconscious Darylhii. She then turned to the marines and Ril. "You might want to tie him up then give him medical attention. He's got a little chest cut."

IC: "Seen it before." The slash was blocked by Ara'kas' gauntlet. Upon closer inspection, one realized that they were actually two parts, the flexible metal glove, covered partially by the rigid steel armguard. As the spear grated to a stop, Ara'kas made a small beckoning motion with her fingers. Unbeknownst to Darylhii, this caused a channel of hot air to come into existence, sending Ara'kas sword flying back to her. By way of Darylhii's head, hiltfirst.

IC: The blow was delivered from a cramped position, but still hit hard. Ara'kas staggered back, her head ringing. The toa of fire seemed in a bad position, dazed and unarmed, until one considered her opponent had a sword in his stomach. A slight grin on her face Ara'kas used her fire powers to make a blade attached to her left knuckles. Where it connected, the fire was purely aesthetic, but the blade itself was hot enough to scorch flesh deeply. Not waiting for her opponent to admire the finished blade, Ara'kas stabbed at Darylhii's shoulder with it.

IC: Ara'kas hadn't let go of the spear. So as the toa was pulled forward, she used the momentum to perform a sword thrust towards Darylhii's chest. The tip of the blade was glowing red, ready to unleash a wave of fire to incinerate the plantacles.

IC: "Never occurs to you I can hh-" Ara'kas left hand grabbed the spear, twisting the head away from her body. "Block that, does it?" The pattern on her gauntlet glowed, before a torrent of fire snaked across the vines entangling the spear.

IC: Ara'kas saw the transformation happen and snarled. "Not this time." Ril found himself knocked away, his place taken by the heavily armored noble. Ara'kas unsheathed her sword, bowing slightly to Darylhii. "Now we finish our fight. Nobody interfere."OOC: Like for reals yo, don't everyone rush the bad guy.

The only acceptable name for male Shepard is Gatstaf.