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Ixas
UECOR Clone # 2622-6035-7286-1332-8191 AKA Ixas the defector
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Durasia City Spaceport
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Princess Awinita
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So begins...
Ixas's Story
Ixas inched forwards, watching through the trees, going off the path and instead starting to climb, he moved then from tree to tree, quiet as a cat. A twig snapped, and he halted dead silence then as he watched for other movement, the wind blew again, she caught scent of blood from somewhere. He focused however on Giselle. Was she the injured one?
Ixas was thankful at the time that he was between her and a tree, so he was unseen. He slung the bow over his shoulder and watched fro the tree as she seemed to remove items from an injury. He dropped silently from the tree, returning to thep ath he continued forwards. Now in plain view. "Are you injured?" He spoke up from afar, a soldier of Argos to the end, he moved forwards calmly, his hands showing he was unarmed.
Ixas saw the marks of what appeared to be several old wounds mixed with new ones. "It appears you ran into something with wicked claws, or snakes." He didn't mewntion Medusa, or any of the other Gorgans, either way, Giselle had run across something. But that wasn't the blood the Ranger trained Ancient Roman soldier had caught scent of. He came closer. "Do you require help?" Now where was his pack? Oh yeah, outside Medusa's lair. A trillion and more footsteps in the other direction.
Ixas got close enough and reached out a hand. "Here, let me take a look" He had learned only so much from the Elves after waking up in Gondor several years before, and had since traveled, trying to figure out why he was still alive when he should be dead. He knew now only so much could be of help. Maybe he could at least bind the wound until she found herself one who could heal?
Ixas knelt next to Giselle and gave the wounds and also the injured arm a hard once over, taking a look at each wound. Thankfully nonew of them had Hades' poison or any such marks. If only he had his pack he'd be able to properly bind those wounds, but the arm was a different train of thought altogether. He held out a hand to the injury, his hand was strong, yet oddly gentle for a man of his skill. With seemingly no pressure of strength he took some of his cloak, and made a makeshift split. "Here, let me put this on your arm so it remains undamaged and will be protected." He said. He held out partof his (already weather beaten) cloak for her to feel before beggining to wrap tightly yet gently the wounded arm.
Ixas smiled before saying "Sometimes experiance is the only way to learn." He stood when he finished, "There, all set. Can you walk?" Ixas took a half step back and held out his hand for Giselle to take should she need his help, the arm was neatly bound and would take no more injury. Ixas found himself strangely lighter then he used to be. "Is there a person nearby that you know who can do healing?" And maybe a city or someplace I can speak to someone with a date and time? Ixas thought to himself, where exactly was he again?
Ixas looked at her setting one of his hands at the hilts of his swords. "Wing City?" He'd never heard of such a place before. But now that he has, "Do you smell that?" The scent of blood was once more caught. But it wasn't from Giselle. He hated not knowing where he was, or why he was alive, but all Gandalf told him was that Fate had something else for him.
Ixas moved off up a small hill looking down, hearing water on rocks of a beach of sorts. "I smell blood from somewhere, but not from you, otherwise I'd say it was yours, but this, I do not understand this." He looked slightly lost as he drew his bow, the Uurk made item was clearly a weapon of war, but for am an to be abel to draw such a bow and actually use it so skilled and easy...
Ixas nodded, hit fit an arrow to the bowstring, but held it there, not drawing the item back, yet. "I can smell someons blood, as if recently injured, whoever the person is, stinks." He said. He started down the path, keeping an eye on the path ahead and both sides of it as well. "It smells as if it is near the water." Was the Kraken still around? Had Persus killed it like he had promised he would?
Ixas kept moving. "I'm not sure" Ixas replied, "But we are near to the location, the scent is getting stronger." He halted, then turned off the path, headed for another smaller path leading right for the beach. the scent of injury was strongest there.
The setting changes from twisted-path to Wing City Lake: Beach
Ixas came out of the wooded trail onto the beach, the scent was strong as heck there. he twriled around, lookling for signs of adamge to the trees, seeing none, but also seeing scorch marks on the sand Ixas went for the water, something had indeed been there, something large enough to cast the scent of blood everywhere. he looked out on the water, lowering his bow as he did so. He was so focused on trying to figure out what happened at the beach he nearly tripped over a man laying on the beach near the water. he knelt down and felt for a sign of life, the man, later known as Xian was breathing. But he was only partly smoldered. No blood came from him.
Ixas shook his head, "No, he only smells of smoke as if knocked with fire, no blood comes from him." He said standing up and once more heading for the water, the scent was stronger near the water, there were a few inlets, and some of the trees bent over the water, it felt warm to the touch, but also reeked with the scent of fresh blood. "It is in the water!" he called out seeing was appeared to be a small 'river' of red within the lake itself.
Ixas went out a bit deeper into the water, closer to the tover the water trees, the blood seemed to come from that direction. He shook his head, "No, something had burned him, but something else was also injured, who that was I'll never know. But where the blood comes from...." He trailed off when he finally saw the orgin of the scent. There in the midst of rocks and tree roots laid, gently bobbing in the waves of the wter, a white haired being. clearly a woman. Injured, and possibly dead, or not. Ixas went right over to herside and felt for life, her eyes snapped open, they were snow white as if blind. Ixas slung his bow and checked the woman over for injury.
Ixas looked around the area the woman laid in, she was sheltered, mostly, by rocks and some tree roots, and also reeds of some sort, though that wound looked nasty. he slogged back through the near waist deep water to where Giselle stood on the beach, having heard her voice clearly where he was at. "Its a woman, but if I try to move her, i'll need help, the only place I can think of is to remember where she lays now before returning to get her somewhere safer." He said, his breathing labored as he had to slog his way through tangled roots, waves and sand.
Ixas nodded, getting help would be the best thing to do, and if this woman, who he had yet to find the name of, knew where he was, and they were close to this Wing City, things might be looking up. "Let us go to Wing City then, someone there may be of help. And someone will also be of help with your arm as well. Lead the way, since I am new to this place I do not know of where to go from here." Ixas said, it was true, msotly, he had no idea where to go, he found himself walking off a broken ship and found himself on the path in the dark woods.
Ixas smiled at mention of a bar full of people, "Don't worry" he smirked, "If we can't find one to help, we can always find one to fight." He hoped though that it would not come to that. He matched her pace, staying two steps behind at all times. He knew the woman and the man would be alright, both seemed pretty well off, though the woman, she reminded him a lot of Io.
The setting changes from wing-city-lake-beach to Gambit's Bar
Ixas stopped in the doorway, taking in the bar and those that were within it, He'd seen many things in his adventure, one that he'd perfer to not wake up from, he liked being dead. But like Gandalf had told him, Fate had another task for him to do. He walked into the bar still keeping pace with Giselle as he did so, no doubt he stood out a bit compared to a few others there, or not as he noticed damage to the bar, what he presumed to be a bar. "OK" he said coming ot halt next to the stairs leading up. "Who do we talk to, to get help for our injured friends at the beach?" he wondered aloud. the enseble of people in the bar was a total mixing bowl.
Ixas noticed Grey approach and made a slightl bow. "We have two injured comrads near the waterside, one of them rests within the water from a slash wound across her chest and stomach. The other, burned." Ixas told the wizard, he did not exactly like the air about him, but then he did look similar to a Djinn. "Now that you know of what help we need. I would liek to know who I'm making a deal with." As of right then he had no money on him, only enough for food and better weapons. He normally as of late worked for anybody that needed help to earn even just enough for a days wage.
Ixas noddeed in return to Grey introducing himself, he could trust the Wizard. "I am called Ixas. former of Argos, Gondor and of Valinor." Ixas said, even though he was dressed as a Ancient Roman/Greecan with a mixture of rangers clothing added in, he seemed well off for battle, and had seen a lot. "It is an honor to meet one with skill to help another. Sadly the other that also needed help seems to have disappeared." Ixas had never seen Giselle disappear. Thinknig she went off somewhere to be on her own.
Ixas smirked, "Lets go then. I know the way" He gave Grey a hard look before turning and leaving, the ranger trained soldier of Argos left the bar heading to parts unknown, No doubt Grey kept up pretty well with the soldiers speed, his natural speed at that.
The setting changes from gambits-bar to Wing City Lake: Beach
Ixas stood nearby, watching everything, He didn't look sick, but he sure felt it. He watched Grey do his work. the soldier noticed the Wizard looked slightly tired. Was he not used to such movement? He steadied himself when the wind picked up. He turned away when the light appeared. He had seen the extent of the white haired womans wounds, it was a long one, deadly looking too. What could have made such a wound?
Ixas went over to the woman. helping her to her feet, the other man was still on thr ground, sleeping peacefully or so it appeared. He had to watched in mild amusment as Grey lit somethign to smoke, he'd seen Solon do that before, only after comllaining like a old man that he'd never had enough fuel to light the thrice damned thing. The white haired woman's clothing seemed in good order, but wasn't that also slashed across the front as well? Ixas thought it best not to worry over it. He wondered though who the man and woman were, nither of them looked alike. One was clearly from the South, the other, had to be from the West.
Ixas watched the wizard with a curious gaze, then she spoke, her harplike voice seeming to be from the gods above. "Thank you, kind master, for helping me." She said with a bow. Apparently she had been well learned, her long white hair still wet from the lake. her neon blue and emerald green kamino was stained with her own blood, but in otherwise good shape. "To whom do I owe my thanks?" There were two men there, one of them a soldier from the East no doubt, the other a man of magical means.
Ixas spoke up. "I am called Ixas, It was I and a friend who had come upon you and he in the waterside. You were injured, but by what?" Ixas stared at the woman, she was indeed beautiful, and looked quiet young, but he doubted his assessments were right, he thought Io was young, but she was more then ten times his own fathers age! Then he remembered the Wizard, Grey, "I nerarly forgot, the man who healed you, I forget your name good Wizard." Grey reminded Ixas of Gandalf.