The peace that formerly reigned in Terra Nova has eroded, now little more than a memory. War ravages the continent. Disputes divide kingdoms; ideals divide families. The quest for power consumes absolutely and indiscriminately. None are immune to its allure.
Who will rise and who will fall? Only time—and ambition—will tell.
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05.26.2023
2 month character creation hold for all existing members begins 6/5/2023. Ended 8/5/2023.
10.29.2023
Change in how times flows. Was 4 IC seasons, now only 2 IC seasons per 1 OOC year.
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Blast Generation - Avalon is able to generate blasts of powerful, pressurized air at whatever she targets.
A pressure-force generates in her core that creates a blast. She can direct this blast at people or objects. This means that if someone stands in the way of the blast force, it will not go through the person but hit them instead. If someone knows about her Gift and is feeling heroic, they would be able to throw themselves between her and her target to intercept her attack. This would result in them taking the blow.
The force of power behind Avalon’s blast is determined by how much she “charges” the attack. Charging looks like her focusing contained magical power into her core that she then releases at will. An attack with lesser pressure will be generated and released in a single post. An attack with moderate power will be charged for one post and released in the next post. Her most powerful blasts need to be charged for two posts and released in the third. For context, the most powerful blast from Avalon can tear apart stone, earth, and sometimes even metals.
Apart from power, Avalon can also manipulate the size and precision of her attacks. Sometimes they are large and all-encompassing, like a hurricane, and sometimes they are small and specific, like the loosing of an arrow. She can release any size in a single post, and the wreckage it causes is then determined by how much power she charged into it.
Although it had, initially, been exciting to 'live' in the palace, the thrill of it was long gone and now Avalon was just trying to keep busy while Honora Allemeade tried to get Elena back, and Hiram was doing fuck knows what. She hadn't seen him in a few days, and the other Eldouir weren't as interesting right now. She did wish she would run into Azazel Eldouir again soon, though. She could use the 'relief'. For now, in that moment, the redhead had made her way to the royal kitchen. Not a lot of people were present in the palace, but she had managed to threaten a random guard into becoming a chef for the afternoon.
She had planted her behind on a kitchen counter and was leaning against the wall with a bottle of wine in hand. Occasionally she took a sip from it, but most of the time she was monologuing about herself and how bored she was. The poor guard was too afraid to tell her he didn't care about her, but he didn't need to. Avalon knew, she simply didn't care. The man hadn't had the time to get away from Avalon when she had cornered him in the corridors, and he knew to keep the Eldouir sane, and himself safe, that obeying was the only thing he could do.
So there he was, trying his best to make a roast while simultaneously making an omelette for the hungry woman. He was poking the roast to see how far along it was when suddenly Avalon's voice would sound, loud and shrill: "You're burning my damn eggs you useless sack of shit!" Her voice could be heard far and wide, but would soon stop echoing when she brought the bottle of wine to her lips again.
Last Edit: Oct 12, 2024 11:42:52 GMT -5 by Avalon Eldouir