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@Disillusionist

That's one of the pluses of exploring so many POVs in my stories, I get to look at things from perspectives I may not otherwise get to see!

I was originally was planning on the power of love the more I wrote the more I realized it made more sense to come up with a different solution because really, Rhowen loves the other dragons in his clan 9especially family members like Dremasul) I am a strong believer that romantic love is not the only form of love that has the strength to break spells like that. Then I remembered his original reason he was hired and it was too perfect to pass up!
@Disillusionist

That's one of the pluses of exploring so many POVs in my stories, I get to look at things from perspectives I may not otherwise get to see!

I was originally was planning on the power of love the more I wrote the more I realized it made more sense to come up with a different solution because really, Rhowen loves the other dragons in his clan 9especially family members like Dremasul) I am a strong believer that romantic love is not the only form of love that has the strength to break spells like that. Then I remembered his original reason he was hired and it was too perfect to pass up!
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----- [center][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2383572/73#post_39086952]Previous[/url][/center] ----- [center][b][u]Chapter 143: True Power[/u][/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=40974719] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=40974719&skin=0&apparel=750,10380,26359,25793,25797,15736,3630,27765&xt=dressing.png[/img] [/url][/center] The sounds of battle echoed around Quartz as he sat safely in his chambers. So many had turned against him, he was actually starting to get a little worried. The coatl fidgeted with the jewels on his hands, hoping Desertstone would get here soon. The mirror was the only one who properly knew how to set off the weapon. Quartz glanced at it warily. It didn't look like much, just a small, camera-like machine with bottles of elemental energy attached, but he had been warned that if it was set off wrong, it would blow up everything within its vicinity. Quartz didn't exactly want to put that to the test. All he could do was wait. This situation could end in three ways. The first was that his meager army could successfully fend off all the forces of Windkeep Tower. That first option didn't seem likely, he was sorely misjudged the level of loyalty that still remained to Fenn and Elric. The second was for Desertstone to get here and commandeer the weapon. To do that, he would have to slip through the attacking forces unnoticed. The poor fool had forgotten to stock up his extra bottles, so as it was the weapon was only prepared for one shot. The third option was that Quartz could lose. That was not an option Quartz liked to think about. In fact, he wasn't going to think about that option at all. No, he would trust in his forces and everything he had at his disposal. He would be victorious, he wouldn't accept anything less. [center][img]https://orig00.deviantart.net/e0bf/f/2018/247/7/5/divider_by_cas_a_fras-dcm237t.png[/img] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=51366343] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/513664/51366343_350.png[/img] [/url] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=51366344] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/513664/51366344_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] Topaz and Garnet were overwhelmed. Quartz had not prepared his children for the possibility of the attackers coming from different directions, and they had been split off from Magiere. Garnet wasn't too bothered, it gave her more room to stretch her abilities to their limits. Winterstone was an exciting opponent, full of tricks and challenges to overcome. Topaz, however, who's fighting style was far more physical than magical, was beginning to look nervous as he fought Xinskarr. The sight of the prince faltering should have brought Winterstone excitement, but instead it broke her heart. [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=49197767] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/491978/49197767_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] The two royal children seemed as that to her, children. They were younger than her own son, and yet they were being forced to fight in a war that wasn't theirs. It wasn't their fault they were born the children of a false king and queen. They were so young, there was still so much potential, and in their eyes she could see her lost children, the hatchlings whose lives had been stolen on Quartz's orders. "What's this?" Garnet taunted, clearly picking up on Winterstone's hesitation, "Lost your nerve?" "Give up the fight, you don't want this," Winterstone sighed, staring into the bright green eyes of the princess. "It's not up to you what I want or don't want," Garnet growled. "This isn't your fight. It's your father and your mother's. You still get to choose what you want," Winterstone pleaded. "What I want is to grow stronger! My father can give me that! I won't turn soft the way you turned my brother soft!" Garnet growled, sending a powerful bolt of lightning towards Winterstone. She only just dodged out of the way in time. Suddenly, beside Winterstone, there was the clatter of metal against marble as Xinskarr turned away from Topaz and raced down the corridor. He had caught sight of something, and turned tail from the fight. Winterstone turned to stop him, but in her distraction, was hit by another bolt of lightning. It crackled through her body, and she screeched in pain. "Not so brave now, are we?" Garnet gloated. Winterstone had been wrong to underestimate the royal children. They, almost fully grown now, were far more than children. Both Topaz and Garnet were advancing on her, it was two against one. Winterstone just smiled. "Have you forgotten how many you're up against?" She asked as she caught sight of Carmen and Amberlyn turning the corner. Seeing the wildclaw in distress, the two raced over to join the fight. [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=26754921] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/267550/26754921_350.png[/img] [/url] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=17420518] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/174206/17420518_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] "Where do you all keep coming from?" Topaz spat, clearly growing frustrated in his fear. "I like your strategy, maybe I do have a thing or two to learn from you," Garnet grinned. "But first, show me what you can do, show me what I can learn if I join your side." Amberlyn moved forward to speak to the young wildclaw, but Carmen stepped in front of the fiery dragon. "Leave this one to me, I know how to deal with dragons like her. She needs to be shown what power is before she can know your softness." The normally quiet skydancer was now advancing on the princess, lightning cackling around her. Garnet also began to summon her own lightning, clearly trying to outshine Carmen. Winterstone, Amberlyn and Topaz backed away as the two dragons collided, sending sparks of lightning down the corridor. Garnet was knocked back. The princess growled with frustration, but immediately got to her feet and charged at the calm skydancer again, summoning more lightning as she went. Once again, Carmen sent her flying. "You are powerful, but it is clear you've never truly fought in battle before," Carmen said, remaining calm and steady, "You are letting your rage get the better of you, and your feelings of inferiority. That's your father's downfall, don't let it be yours. You must channel your emotions into the strength or your attacks while not letting yourself lose your focus. That goes for fear as well, not just anger." Something flashed in Garnet's eyes as Carmen spoke to her. At first, it looked like annoyance at being lectured, but Winterstone watched as her frustration turned to respect. "Do you want to try again?" Carmen asked. Garnet nodded, and began to summon her electrical power again. This time her gaze was fixed on the skydancer, and she was breathing deeply, as if falling into a deeper concentration. Then, without warning, she charged. Carmen also was preparing for her attack, and sent bolts of lightning at the young wildclaw, trying to disarm her before she reached her. Garnet dodged the lightning bolts well, but one last one hit her and she buckled over. Wind dragons didn't absorb electricity to the same level lightning dragons did. "You feel that burn? Let it course through you, let it become you, and then its power can become your own." Carmen explained, exuding more energy into the bolt until Garnet was almost on her knees. Garnet gritted her teeth and tried to stand up, but the electricity was too strong. "Focus!" Carmen called. Garnet closed her eyes and took a deep breath between her gritted teeth. After a few seconds to collect herself, she tried again. This time, the electricity seemed to hurt her less, she was allowing it into herself rather than trying to keep it out. She summoned a breeze, and used her wind to guide it where she wanted. With a roar, she braced herself for a the pain and stood up. She opened her eyes, and they cackled with electricity. "Very goo-" Carmen began, but she was cut off as Garnet's attack hit her. An explosion of lightning radiated out from the two dragons, sending a shock wave over the three dragons that stood watching the fight. As the blast cleared, the two dragons were still standing, but Carmen collapsed to her knees, panting heavily. She looked up at Garnet and smiled. "You see? Power is more than throwing spells around, it comes from inner strength, and that means understanding your emotions," Carmen explained. "Teach me more!" Garnet's eyes shone hungrily, like she had been offered the world. "Garnet, no!" Topaz shrieked, "What about everything we've trained for!" "The throne was always yours, brother. I never wanted it," Garnet laughed. "Fight for your place if you wish, I have found what I want." Topaz stared at his sister in fear, then looked at the three attacking dragons. Not only was he sorely outmatched, but his sister was no longer fighting by his side. He turned tail and ran. Winterstone let him go. [center][img]https://orig00.deviantart.net/e0bf/f/2018/247/7/5/divider_by_cas_a_fras-dcm237t.png[/img] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=50475512] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/504756/50475512_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] Xinskarr's sides were heaving and his muscles were aching, but he would not give up pursuit. He was chasing Desertstone, and he could not let him get away, not with all those vials. Not after- [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=26649130] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/266492/26649130_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] "Going somewhere, are we?" Magiere purred, stepping out of a hidden corridor. She wore a twisted smile. She was clearly in her element. "Out of my way!" Xinskarr growled. He did not slow, and almost knocked her over with the impact. He could not let that slimy mirror slip away. Magiere watched Xinskarr go, clearly irritated he hadn't fallen for her swagger. He was gone so fast, she didn't have any time to conjure up any magic. "Ah Magiere, we meet again," Magiere spin around to see Kaladin advancing. Behind him was the entire circus, clearly aching to get a shot at Magiere after everything she had done with them. They were going to be using the moves she had taught them against her! It just wasn't fair! [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=37997969] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/379980/37997969_350.png[/img] [/url] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=46260519][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/462606/46260519.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43080299][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/430803/43080299.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=41895746][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/418958/41895746.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=41890810][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/418909/41890810.png[/img][/url][/center] Actually, come to think of it, all of the attacking dragons were using her moves. She had been in charge of training Windkeep Tower to fight in order to prepare for Quartz's attempts at conquest. Nothing made her angrier than them stealing this from her. She growled. Suddenly, the circus dragons froze in their spots. Magiere was stunned. Was she really that intimidating? That was when she realized that they were oddly still, like they had been frozen in place. Following their gaze, she saw their eyes fixed on her cherub swirls. They were rotating. Magiere had hypnotized them, and she hadn't even realized she had activated it. She grinned. This was going to be fun. "Go, find the others. Drive them out of the mansion," Magiere ordered. The dragons immediately turned tail and left to follow her orders. Now it was really her time to shine! [center][img]https://orig00.deviantart.net/e0bf/f/2018/247/7/5/divider_by_cas_a_fras-dcm237t.png[/img][/center] Xinskarr cursed as Desertstone turned a corner. He was losing him. That mirror was fast. He slowed to catch his breath, and try to figure out which direction Desertstone had gone. Suddenly, the mirror leaped out at him from behind a statue. [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=39431677] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/dressing-room/dragon?did=39431677&skin=0&apparel=23718,23584,27201,2973&xt=dressing.png[/img] [/url][/center] "Looking for me?" Desertstone grinned. Xinskarr was filled with fury and attacked, not leaving any time for a response. "What, no banter? You take the fun ou-" Desertstone was cut off by Xinskarr's flurry of attack. The mirror barely had any time to react, and as it was, he was not accustomed to fighting. "This is for hurting my daughter!" Xinskarr roared as he continued. The mirror didn't respond. Xinskarr realized he wasn't fighting back anymore. As he stepped back, the mirror slumped, oddly still. The vials that had been secured to his back rolled across the marble floor. Xinskarr felt a weight in his stomach as he nudged the mirror. There was no response. He checked for a pulse. Nothing. Xinskarr had killed him. ----- [center][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2383572/74#post_39116021]Next[/url][/center] ----- [center]@CleverDual @Alwaid @zzzhorses @Amezrou @ScrivenerRook @Kizzan @clarax @lilastar @tigressRising @Disillusionist @Aetherstorm @rainphee @FallenEclipse @Tirtouga678 @catmeow1 @ShinyDecidueye @AlchemyFox @demitri[/center] ----- Between helping my grandpa with some family history stuff this morning and going to watch my brother's musical theatre performance in the evening and work in the afternoon, I didn't expect to get a chapter out but here we are! I'm glad I got it out too, it turned out to be way more exciting to write than my initial notes for this chapter implied!


Chapter 143: True Power


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The sounds of battle echoed around Quartz as he sat safely in his chambers. So many had turned against him, he was actually starting to get a little worried. The coatl fidgeted with the jewels on his hands, hoping Desertstone would get here soon. The mirror was the only one who properly knew how to set off the weapon. Quartz glanced at it warily. It didn't look like much, just a small, camera-like machine with bottles of elemental energy attached, but he had been warned that if it was set off wrong, it would blow up everything within its vicinity. Quartz didn't exactly want to put that to the test.

All he could do was wait. This situation could end in three ways. The first was that his meager army could successfully fend off all the forces of Windkeep Tower. That first option didn't seem likely, he was sorely misjudged the level of loyalty that still remained to Fenn and Elric. The second was for Desertstone to get here and commandeer the weapon. To do that, he would have to slip through the attacking forces unnoticed. The poor fool had forgotten to stock up his extra bottles, so as it was the weapon was only prepared for one shot.

The third option was that Quartz could lose.

That was not an option Quartz liked to think about. In fact, he wasn't going to think about that option at all. No, he would trust in his forces and everything he had at his disposal. He would be victorious, he wouldn't accept anything less.


Topaz and Garnet were overwhelmed. Quartz had not prepared his children for the possibility of the attackers coming from different directions, and they had been split off from Magiere. Garnet wasn't too bothered, it gave her more room to stretch her abilities to their limits. Winterstone was an exciting opponent, full of tricks and challenges to overcome. Topaz, however, who's fighting style was far more physical than magical, was beginning to look nervous as he fought Xinskarr. The sight of the prince faltering should have brought Winterstone excitement, but instead it broke her heart.

The two royal children seemed as that to her, children. They were younger than her own son, and yet they were being forced to fight in a war that wasn't theirs. It wasn't their fault they were born the children of a false king and queen. They were so young, there was still so much potential, and in their eyes she could see her lost children, the hatchlings whose lives had been stolen on Quartz's orders.

"What's this?" Garnet taunted, clearly picking up on Winterstone's hesitation, "Lost your nerve?"

"Give up the fight, you don't want this," Winterstone sighed, staring into the bright green eyes of the princess.

"It's not up to you what I want or don't want," Garnet growled.

"This isn't your fight. It's your father and your mother's. You still get to choose what you want," Winterstone pleaded.

"What I want is to grow stronger! My father can give me that! I won't turn soft the way you turned my brother soft!" Garnet growled, sending a powerful bolt of lightning towards Winterstone. She only just dodged out of the way in time.

Suddenly, beside Winterstone, there was the clatter of metal against marble as Xinskarr turned away from Topaz and raced down the corridor. He had caught sight of something, and turned tail from the fight. Winterstone turned to stop him, but in her distraction, was hit by another bolt of lightning. It crackled through her body, and she screeched in pain.

"Not so brave now, are we?" Garnet gloated. Winterstone had been wrong to underestimate the royal children. They, almost fully grown now, were far more than children. Both Topaz and Garnet were advancing on her, it was two against one.

Winterstone just smiled. "Have you forgotten how many you're up against?" She asked as she caught sight of Carmen and Amberlyn turning the corner. Seeing the wildclaw in distress, the two raced over to join the fight.

"Where do you all keep coming from?" Topaz spat, clearly growing frustrated in his fear.

"I like your strategy, maybe I do have a thing or two to learn from you," Garnet grinned. "But first, show me what you can do, show me what I can learn if I join your side."

Amberlyn moved forward to speak to the young wildclaw, but Carmen stepped in front of the fiery dragon.

"Leave this one to me, I know how to deal with dragons like her. She needs to be shown what power is before she can know your softness." The normally quiet skydancer was now advancing on the princess, lightning cackling around her. Garnet also began to summon her own lightning, clearly trying to outshine Carmen. Winterstone, Amberlyn and Topaz backed away as the two dragons collided, sending sparks of lightning down the corridor.

Garnet was knocked back. The princess growled with frustration, but immediately got to her feet and charged at the calm skydancer again, summoning more lightning as she went. Once again, Carmen sent her flying.

"You are powerful, but it is clear you've never truly fought in battle before," Carmen said, remaining calm and steady, "You are letting your rage get the better of you, and your feelings of inferiority. That's your father's downfall, don't let it be yours. You must channel your emotions into the strength or your attacks while not letting yourself lose your focus. That goes for fear as well, not just anger."

Something flashed in Garnet's eyes as Carmen spoke to her. At first, it looked like annoyance at being lectured, but Winterstone watched as her frustration turned to respect.

"Do you want to try again?" Carmen asked. Garnet nodded, and began to summon her electrical power again. This time her gaze was fixed on the skydancer, and she was breathing deeply, as if falling into a deeper concentration. Then, without warning, she charged. Carmen also was preparing for her attack, and sent bolts of lightning at the young wildclaw, trying to disarm her before she reached her.

Garnet dodged the lightning bolts well, but one last one hit her and she buckled over. Wind dragons didn't absorb electricity to the same level lightning dragons did.

"You feel that burn? Let it course through you, let it become you, and then its power can become your own." Carmen explained, exuding more energy into the bolt until Garnet was almost on her knees.

Garnet gritted her teeth and tried to stand up, but the electricity was too strong.

"Focus!" Carmen called.

Garnet closed her eyes and took a deep breath between her gritted teeth. After a few seconds to collect herself, she tried again. This time, the electricity seemed to hurt her less, she was allowing it into herself rather than trying to keep it out. She summoned a breeze, and used her wind to guide it where she wanted. With a roar, she braced herself for a the pain and stood up. She opened her eyes, and they cackled with electricity.

"Very goo-" Carmen began, but she was cut off as Garnet's attack hit her. An explosion of lightning radiated out from the two dragons, sending a shock wave over the three dragons that stood watching the fight. As the blast cleared, the two dragons were still standing, but Carmen collapsed to her knees, panting heavily. She looked up at Garnet and smiled.

"You see? Power is more than throwing spells around, it comes from inner strength, and that means understanding your emotions," Carmen explained.

"Teach me more!" Garnet's eyes shone hungrily, like she had been offered the world.

"Garnet, no!" Topaz shrieked, "What about everything we've trained for!"

"The throne was always yours, brother. I never wanted it," Garnet laughed. "Fight for your place if you wish, I have found what I want."

Topaz stared at his sister in fear, then looked at the three attacking dragons. Not only was he sorely outmatched, but his sister was no longer fighting by his side. He turned tail and ran. Winterstone let him go.


Xinskarr's sides were heaving and his muscles were aching, but he would not give up pursuit. He was chasing Desertstone, and he could not let him get away, not with all those vials. Not after-

"Going somewhere, are we?" Magiere purred, stepping out of a hidden corridor. She wore a twisted smile. She was clearly in her element.

"Out of my way!" Xinskarr growled. He did not slow, and almost knocked her over with the impact. He could not let that slimy mirror slip away.

Magiere watched Xinskarr go, clearly irritated he hadn't fallen for her swagger. He was gone so fast, she didn't have any time to conjure up any magic.

"Ah Magiere, we meet again," Magiere spin around to see Kaladin advancing. Behind him was the entire circus, clearly aching to get a shot at Magiere after everything she had done with them. They were going to be using the moves she had taught them against her! It just wasn't fair!

Actually, come to think of it, all of the attacking dragons were using her moves. She had been in charge of training Windkeep Tower to fight in order to prepare for Quartz's attempts at conquest. Nothing made her angrier than them stealing this from her. She growled.

Suddenly, the circus dragons froze in their spots. Magiere was stunned. Was she really that intimidating? That was when she realized that they were oddly still, like they had been frozen in place. Following their gaze, she saw their eyes fixed on her cherub swirls. They were rotating. Magiere had hypnotized them, and she hadn't even realized she had activated it. She grinned. This was going to be fun.

"Go, find the others. Drive them out of the mansion," Magiere ordered. The dragons immediately turned tail and left to follow her orders. Now it was really her time to shine!

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Xinskarr cursed as Desertstone turned a corner. He was losing him. That mirror was fast. He slowed to catch his breath, and try to figure out which direction Desertstone had gone. Suddenly, the mirror leaped out at him from behind a statue.

"Looking for me?" Desertstone grinned. Xinskarr was filled with fury and attacked, not leaving any time for a response.

"What, no banter? You take the fun ou-" Desertstone was cut off by Xinskarr's flurry of attack. The mirror barely had any time to react, and as it was, he was not accustomed to fighting.

"This is for hurting my daughter!" Xinskarr roared as he continued. The mirror didn't respond. Xinskarr realized he wasn't fighting back anymore. As he stepped back, the mirror slumped, oddly still. The vials that had been secured to his back rolled across the marble floor. Xinskarr felt a weight in his stomach as he nudged the mirror. There was no response. He checked for a pulse. Nothing.

Xinskarr had killed him.


Between helping my grandpa with some family history stuff this morning and going to watch my brother's musical theatre performance in the evening and work in the afternoon, I didn't expect to get a chapter out but here we are! I'm glad I got it out too, it turned out to be way more exciting to write than my initial notes for this chapter implied!
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oh dear,,

but let's be honest, he kinda deserved it.
oh dear,,

but let's be honest, he kinda deserved it.
please buy my dragons
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please just send private auctions.
it's a CR with half the hassle,
and with PAs we both get our stuff instantly.
@Petall Wow! I definitely was not expecting Garnet to go down like that -- not as a defeated foe, but as an eager student. Of Carmen, no less: She's so quiet and timid most of the time that it's difficult to forget how tough she is, to have survived Mercer.

*whistles* The rest of the chapter had a lot of great twists and turns, too: Magiere's unconscious hypnosis, Xinskarr accidentally(?) killing Desertstone...Looking forward to seeing how the rest of it plays out!
@Petall Wow! I definitely was not expecting Garnet to go down like that -- not as a defeated foe, but as an eager student. Of Carmen, no less: She's so quiet and timid most of the time that it's difficult to forget how tough she is, to have survived Mercer.

*whistles* The rest of the chapter had a lot of great twists and turns, too: Magiere's unconscious hypnosis, Xinskarr accidentally(?) killing Desertstone...Looking forward to seeing how the rest of it plays out!
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@Petall

Oh dear... Xinskarr...
@Petall

Oh dear... Xinskarr...
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@Petall

Well, with Desertstone now out of the picture, and even his children that are still loyal to him abandoning him, it seems Quartz is almost out of cards to play. He still has Magiere, though, who now has a bunch of dragons at her command (including Kaladin? It wasn't too clear. But if she has him too, that's bad news.) and Nova somewhere... who says she is behind Banella's time-disappearance (doesn't Vaughan have the time machine though?). Oh, so many characters makes it a bit confusing sometimes, but it's so much fun to read!
@Petall

Well, with Desertstone now out of the picture, and even his children that are still loyal to him abandoning him, it seems Quartz is almost out of cards to play. He still has Magiere, though, who now has a bunch of dragons at her command (including Kaladin? It wasn't too clear. But if she has him too, that's bad news.) and Nova somewhere... who says she is behind Banella's time-disappearance (doesn't Vaughan have the time machine though?). Oh, so many characters makes it a bit confusing sometimes, but it's so much fun to read!
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@FallenEclipse

I guess he sort of did!

@Disillusionist

She's so quiet that she doesn't sneak into the narrative all that often, but when she does, she even surprises me with what her character wants to do!

I'm glad you enjoyed it!

@Tirtouga678

Yyup! He went a little too far this time!

@AlchemyFox

Yes, Kaladin is meant to have also been hypnotized, sorry I didn't make that clear enough. Also, Vaughan may have the time machine, but Nova is also good at forming valuable connections with dragons who have things that she wants, like access to a time machine. I understand why having so many characters can be confusing, especially as I'm the one who has them all fully formed in my head and I'm introducing/showing them to you all. I hope I've been doing a good job of juggling them all in a way that makes sense for the most part.
@FallenEclipse

I guess he sort of did!

@Disillusionist

She's so quiet that she doesn't sneak into the narrative all that often, but when she does, she even surprises me with what her character wants to do!

I'm glad you enjoyed it!

@Tirtouga678

Yyup! He went a little too far this time!

@AlchemyFox

Yes, Kaladin is meant to have also been hypnotized, sorry I didn't make that clear enough. Also, Vaughan may have the time machine, but Nova is also good at forming valuable connections with dragons who have things that she wants, like access to a time machine. I understand why having so many characters can be confusing, especially as I'm the one who has them all fully formed in my head and I'm introducing/showing them to you all. I hope I've been doing a good job of juggling them all in a way that makes sense for the most part.
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----- [center][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2383572/74#post_39109943]Previous[/url][/center] ----- [center][b][u]Chapter 144: Kingdom Keys[/u][/b] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=33201295] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/332013/33201295_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] Banella quietly walked the long corridors of the castle in which she had grown up. It was haunting, seeing again the castle walls that were now a pile of rubble. She had never thought she'd see the Clan of Resting Wings again, yet here she was. How had she got here? The last thing she remembered was grabbing that strange necklace. Banella was careful to stay out of sight. She wasn't sure what point in the timeline she was at. Was she at the castle right now? Had she already run away? Who was the clan's current ruler? She had so many questions, but they were drowned in the emotion of seeing home again. She hadn't realized just how much she missed it, and how much she grieved its loss. "Banella?" The wildclaw spun around when her name was called. Perhaps she had not left the castle yet after all. To her surprise, however, she realized she recognized the imperial crouched in the corner from Windkeep Tower. She was that annoying fae's friend. The one she and Quartz had captured. What was his name again? Kipper? Kipling? [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=49769280] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/497693/49769280_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] "It's Rori!" The imperial said, seeming relieved to see a familiar face, but her face fell as Banella stared at her without response, "Oh my goodness, do I have it all wrong? Do you not know me yet? Do I have the wrong Banella? I am so sorry for bothering you, I'll just go-" "No, Rori, wait!" Banella whispered, "I remember you! Did we just-?" "Time travel? Yeah. This isn't my first time," Rori looked around the corridor, "Do you have any idea where we are?" "The Clan of Resting Wings. My birth clan," Banella said sadly, "I never thought I'd see it again." "The Clan of Resting Wings? You don't mean-" Rori's eyes widened. "You know it?" Banella asked, surprised. Her visit to Novus Lux had implied it was beginning to fade from memory of all but those who had visited it while it still stood. "Yeah, I mean, my family came from here. Kahli told us all about it. Well, what she remembers anyways," Rori explained. "You're descended from Basil?" Banella asked, staring at the imperial as if she was seeing her for the first time. Her sister's descendants truly were everywhere. She felt a pang of grief that she hadn't let herself be a part of her sister's legacy. She had missed so much. "I mean I'm a bit fuzzy on details though, I didn't stay in Novus Lux very long before I moved to Windkeep Tower, but-" Rori began before Banella cut her off. "Shhh! I hear voices!" Banella hissed and pulled Rori into what she hoped was an empty room. To her relief, no one was inside of it. The two dragons sat crouched in silent as the footsteps and voices drew nearer. As they passed, Banella recognized them to be that of her parents, and she had to stop herself from being overwhelmed by the flurry of emotions she felt inside. On one hand, she was still angry at them for not taking her seriously, but there was some part of her that wanted to jump out and tell them about all of her accomplishments. She wanted to tell them about the kingdom she shared with Quartz (though she would have to leave out a few key details, they wouldn't approve of everything she had done to gain power), but most of all, she wanted to tell them about her beautiful children. She had built a family for herself. It wasn't the perfect family, no, but neither was the one she had been born into. She was finally building something for herself, and she wanted to share her pride with her parents the way Banella had as a hatchling. But it was too late. They were dead and gone, and these were just ghosts. No, less than ghosts. They were echoes. Though they were physically real, events were set in motion. "We have to go, we can't be here," Banella realized, "This is wrong." "We can't go back home, we need to wait for the sand in the necklaces to run out," Rori explained. "I don't care! We have to get out of the castle, out of the clan, we can't be here! I can't be here! There are too many emotions here!" Banella hissed. "Okay! Okay! Gosh, no need to be so snippy about it." Rori muttered. As soon as she was sure that her parents had passed, Banella opened the door and waved Rori through. The two began to creep through the castle, hiding themselves in empty rooms whenever they heard anyone coming. Eventually, they made it out without being spotted. Banella let out a sigh of relief, only to see Leo walk by her. Banella cursed. Of all the dragons, her ex-lover was the last one she wanted to run into. To her surprise, however, he walked right past. This must be before she met him, if he didn't recognize her. How old was she in this time-frame? Had she even hatched yet? Curiosity filled her, and suddenly she didn't feel ready to go. [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=26544711] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/265448/26544711_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] "Where are we going? I thought you wanted to go?" Rori asked, clearly confused. "Yeah, well, now I want to look around," Banella snapped. Who was this youngling to tell her what to do? "If you want to go, fine." "I'm not letting you out of my sight," Rori hissed, "I knew something fishy was going on when my hourglass glowed, and I'm not going to let you complete whatever evil plan you have in store!" So it wasn't an accident that Rori had found her way here. She was so caught up in her memories that she had forgotten everything going on in their time zone. She was used to being disliked, but somehow the hatred in the imperial's voice threw her off guard. She tried to ignore Rori's glares as she wandered around the clan she once called home, paying no attention to the snide comments Rori was making. Eventually, the two of them found themselves in the clan gardens, Basil's old haunt. Banella couldn't recall the number of times her sister had skipped classes and meetings to come here. For the first time, she could understand why. The beauty of the gardens brought an immense sense of peace, as if whatever problems she had back home didn't matter anymore. Suddenly, her contemplation was broken by the playful screech of hatchlings. "Tag! You're it!" A small voice giggled. "Why do you always tag me? Why don't you tag Bloodburner for a change!" Another hatchling complained. The name sent a wave of shock through Banella. "Because you're slow, Banella!" The hatchling called Bloodburner taunted. "You're going to regret saying that! I'll show you how fast I am!" The young Banella growled, sending her sister into a rolling fit of laughter. Banella took a step back, suddenly overwhelmed by emotion. Here she was, before everything. Before she had set her heart on the throne and been denied it. Before she began her affair with Leo and ran away from home. Before she had lived a life governed by bitterness and resentment. She couldn't remember ever being this carefree, yet here she was. A child, young and free. She was competitive, yes, but that drive for competition had not yet consumed her. She wished she could take her younger self and hold her close, keep her safe from all that was to come. But she knew she couldn't. This innocent hatchling was going to go on to break her family's heart, the way Sapphire had broken her own when he had run away. Then suddenly, she understood her son, and she broke down crying. She had failed her children, she had never even allowed them carefree freedom like this. "Are- Are you okay?" Rori asked, clearly unsure of how to approach the queen as she sobbed. Banella didn't respond. Tears streamed down her face, blinding her. She could not stop crying. [center][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/33201294][img]http://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/preview/dragon?age=0&body=172&bodygene=13&breed=10&element=7&eyetype=0&gender=1&tert=9&tertgene=10&winggene=13&wings=8&auth=f409bb6ff50b750f6302cd4ebdd38e6e33f41523&dummyext=prev.png[/img][/url][/center] "Um, excuse me, are you okay?" Banella lifted her face from her hands and wiped away her tears to see baby Basil looking up at her with concern. Banella didn't know how to respond. "Here," Banella turned to see her hatchling self holding out a flower, "These always make Basil feel better when she's upset. Maybe it will help you too." [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=33201295] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/dgen/preview/dragon?age=0&body=54&bodygene=13&breed=10&element=7&eyetype=0&gender=1&tert=176&tertgene=10&winggene=1&wings=5&auth=a89bf4bec0a6f09471f3ebe1513fa29cc3bbd615&dummyext=prev.png[/img] [/url][/center] "Thank you," Banella sniffed, "You kids go back to your game, don't mind me, I'll be fine." As she stepped away from the gardens, she knew it was time to leave for good. As she left, she wondered what her younger self would think of herself more. For some reason, after the kindness baby Banella had showed her, she had the strange feeling this wasn't what she had initially imagined when she wanted to become queen. She had wanted power yes, but above all, she wanted to be important, to be loved and respected. She knew deep down that Windkeep Tower resented her for what she had done to their queen. Banella didn't blame them. She knew she resented the dragons who had stolen her home and family from her before she could make amends. Maybe it was time to make amends in a different way. [center][img]https://orig00.deviantart.net/e0bf/f/2018/247/7/5/divider_by_cas_a_fras-dcm237t.png[/img][/center] Banella could tell Rori was getting worried. The imperial had said the time travel only lasted a day, and it was nearing two. Vaughan must have messed with the time machine for some reason, and now she and Rori were stuck here. The two were huddled in a makeshift den of brambles, hidden from the elements. It had been a while since Banella had been this uncomfortable. She was used to palace life, and before that, the theatre. Rori wasn't happy to be stuck with the tyrant, but Banella didn't blame her. With what she had become, she wouldn't want to be stuck with herself either. She had to applaud the imperial for her patience. "Those are poison berries," Rori sighed as Banella came back from her third gathering trip. Every time, she had brought back something inedible. "You know what? Let me get the food, again." She rolled her eyes as she pushed past Banella. The imperial took a few steps outside, then there was a sudden flash of light, and she was gone. A few seconds later, Banella was enveloped in the same light and the next thing she knew, she was back in her room in the Windkeep mansion. She wasn't alone. Standing next to Rori was a dark skydancer she didn't recognize. At the sight of the queen, the skydancer drew a glowing blade and held it to her throat. [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=36377357] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/363774/36377357_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] "I take it you are Queen Banella," The skydancer said, "My name is Eclipse. I've heard you've caused this clan a lot of pain, and I'm here to change that." "I know," Banella sighed, feeling the weight of the world on her shoulders, "Do it, kill me, I don't deserve what I have here. I've betrayed by birthright. Have your revenge, become the hero, restore the freedom you all deserve." "Wait, what?" Eclipse was so surprised, she withdrew her blade. Clearly she was not expecting this answer. "This has to be some sort of trick," Rori growled, "She would never give up power just like that!" "Rori, what I saw in the Clan of Resting Wings-" Banella took a breath, feeling the emotions wash over her once more. What she was about to say felt like it was betraying everything she stood for her entire life, but it had to be said. "This was never what I was meant to become. I see now what my parents meant when they said I wasn't ready to be queen. I give up my throne. I was wrong." [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=51366343] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/513664/51366343_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] "Mom! No!" Topaz burst out from where he had been hiding in the curtains, "You're giving up everything we've fought far!" "You are too young to understand, but this must be done, my dear," Banella sighed, feeling guilty for how she had misled her son, "Royalty is not anything anybody deserves, it needs to be earned, like respect, and I haven't done anything to earn this." "But-" Topaz looked utterly betrayed. Then his gaze hardened. "Dad was right! You are weak! You don't really want this!" "Topaz, wait! Let me explain!" Banella called after him. But it was too late, her son was gone. He had too much of her stubborn spirit. She supposed it was only fitting, after all she had put her family through, that she lost her family here as well. "So, what are you going to do now?" Rori asked warily, "You're not going to sit here feeling sorry for yourself, are you?" "Of course not!" Banella spat, feeling her nerve return after such an accusation. She was not a dragon who worried about consequences, once she made a choice, she stuck with it to the end, and that was what she was going to do. If her family didn't agree with her, that was their problem, not hers. If they wanted to take advantage of and hurt innocent dragons, that was their mistake. Banella was coming for Quartz, and this time she wouldn't let him off easy. If anyone didn't deserve a throne, it was her husband. Or rather, ex-husband. She was done with him and she wanted to make sure that she never had to see his stupid face again. ----- [center][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2383572/75#post_39136224]Next[/url][/center] ----- [center]@CleverDual @Alwaid @zzzhorses @Amezrou @ScrivenerRook @Kizzan @clarax @lilastar @tigressRising @Disillusionist @Aetherstorm @rainphee @FallenEclipse @Tirtouga678 @catmeow1 @ShinyDecidueye @AlchemyFox @demitri[/center] ----- It's been a long journey, but Banella's character arc is finally reaching some sort of conclusion!


Chapter 144: Kingdom Keys


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Banella quietly walked the long corridors of the castle in which she had grown up. It was haunting, seeing again the castle walls that were now a pile of rubble. She had never thought she'd see the Clan of Resting Wings again, yet here she was. How had she got here? The last thing she remembered was grabbing that strange necklace.

Banella was careful to stay out of sight. She wasn't sure what point in the timeline she was at. Was she at the castle right now? Had she already run away? Who was the clan's current ruler? She had so many questions, but they were drowned in the emotion of seeing home again. She hadn't realized just how much she missed it, and how much she grieved its loss.

"Banella?" The wildclaw spun around when her name was called. Perhaps she had not left the castle yet after all. To her surprise, however, she realized she recognized the imperial crouched in the corner from Windkeep Tower. She was that annoying fae's friend. The one she and Quartz had captured. What was his name again? Kipper? Kipling?

"It's Rori!" The imperial said, seeming relieved to see a familiar face, but her face fell as Banella stared at her without response, "Oh my goodness, do I have it all wrong? Do you not know me yet? Do I have the wrong Banella? I am so sorry for bothering you, I'll just go-"

"No, Rori, wait!" Banella whispered, "I remember you! Did we just-?"

"Time travel? Yeah. This isn't my first time," Rori looked around the corridor, "Do you have any idea where we are?"

"The Clan of Resting Wings. My birth clan," Banella said sadly, "I never thought I'd see it again."

"The Clan of Resting Wings? You don't mean-" Rori's eyes widened.

"You know it?" Banella asked, surprised. Her visit to Novus Lux had implied it was beginning to fade from memory of all but those who had visited it while it still stood.

"Yeah, I mean, my family came from here. Kahli told us all about it. Well, what she remembers anyways," Rori explained.

"You're descended from Basil?" Banella asked, staring at the imperial as if she was seeing her for the first time. Her sister's descendants truly were everywhere. She felt a pang of grief that she hadn't let herself be a part of her sister's legacy. She had missed so much.

"I mean I'm a bit fuzzy on details though, I didn't stay in Novus Lux very long before I moved to Windkeep Tower, but-" Rori began before Banella cut her off.

"Shhh! I hear voices!" Banella hissed and pulled Rori into what she hoped was an empty room. To her relief, no one was inside of it.

The two dragons sat crouched in silent as the footsteps and voices drew nearer. As they passed, Banella recognized them to be that of her parents, and she had to stop herself from being overwhelmed by the flurry of emotions she felt inside. On one hand, she was still angry at them for not taking her seriously, but there was some part of her that wanted to jump out and tell them about all of her accomplishments. She wanted to tell them about the kingdom she shared with Quartz (though she would have to leave out a few key details, they wouldn't approve of everything she had done to gain power), but most of all, she wanted to tell them about her beautiful children. She had built a family for herself. It wasn't the perfect family, no, but neither was the one she had been born into. She was finally building something for herself, and she wanted to share her pride with her parents the way Banella had as a hatchling.

But it was too late. They were dead and gone, and these were just ghosts. No, less than ghosts. They were echoes. Though they were physically real, events were set in motion.

"We have to go, we can't be here," Banella realized, "This is wrong."

"We can't go back home, we need to wait for the sand in the necklaces to run out," Rori explained.

"I don't care! We have to get out of the castle, out of the clan, we can't be here! I can't be here! There are too many emotions here!" Banella hissed.

"Okay! Okay! Gosh, no need to be so snippy about it." Rori muttered.

As soon as she was sure that her parents had passed, Banella opened the door and waved Rori through. The two began to creep through the castle, hiding themselves in empty rooms whenever they heard anyone coming. Eventually, they made it out without being spotted.

Banella let out a sigh of relief, only to see Leo walk by her. Banella cursed. Of all the dragons, her ex-lover was the last one she wanted to run into. To her surprise, however, he walked right past. This must be before she met him, if he didn't recognize her. How old was she in this time-frame? Had she even hatched yet? Curiosity filled her, and suddenly she didn't feel ready to go.

"Where are we going? I thought you wanted to go?" Rori asked, clearly confused.

"Yeah, well, now I want to look around," Banella snapped. Who was this youngling to tell her what to do? "If you want to go, fine."

"I'm not letting you out of my sight," Rori hissed, "I knew something fishy was going on when my hourglass glowed, and I'm not going to let you complete whatever evil plan you have in store!"

So it wasn't an accident that Rori had found her way here. She was so caught up in her memories that she had forgotten everything going on in their time zone. She was used to being disliked, but somehow the hatred in the imperial's voice threw her off guard. She tried to ignore Rori's glares as she wandered around the clan she once called home, paying no attention to the snide comments Rori was making.

Eventually, the two of them found themselves in the clan gardens, Basil's old haunt. Banella couldn't recall the number of times her sister had skipped classes and meetings to come here. For the first time, she could understand why. The beauty of the gardens brought an immense sense of peace, as if whatever problems she had back home didn't matter anymore. Suddenly, her contemplation was broken by the playful screech of hatchlings.

"Tag! You're it!" A small voice giggled.

"Why do you always tag me? Why don't you tag Bloodburner for a change!" Another hatchling complained. The name sent a wave of shock through Banella.

"Because you're slow, Banella!" The hatchling called Bloodburner taunted.

"You're going to regret saying that! I'll show you how fast I am!" The young Banella growled, sending her sister into a rolling fit of laughter.

Banella took a step back, suddenly overwhelmed by emotion. Here she was, before everything. Before she had set her heart on the throne and been denied it. Before she began her affair with Leo and ran away from home. Before she had lived a life governed by bitterness and resentment. She couldn't remember ever being this carefree, yet here she was. A child, young and free. She was competitive, yes, but that drive for competition had not yet consumed her. She wished she could take her younger self and hold her close, keep her safe from all that was to come. But she knew she couldn't. This innocent hatchling was going to go on to break her family's heart, the way Sapphire had broken her own when he had run away.

Then suddenly, she understood her son, and she broke down crying. She had failed her children, she had never even allowed them carefree freedom like this.

"Are- Are you okay?" Rori asked, clearly unsure of how to approach the queen as she sobbed. Banella didn't respond. Tears streamed down her face, blinding her. She could not stop crying.
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"Um, excuse me, are you okay?" Banella lifted her face from her hands and wiped away her tears to see baby Basil looking up at her with concern.

Banella didn't know how to respond.

"Here," Banella turned to see her hatchling self holding out a flower, "These always make Basil feel better when she's upset. Maybe it will help you too."

"Thank you," Banella sniffed, "You kids go back to your game, don't mind me, I'll be fine."

As she stepped away from the gardens, she knew it was time to leave for good. As she left, she wondered what her younger self would think of herself more. For some reason, after the kindness baby Banella had showed her, she had the strange feeling this wasn't what she had initially imagined when she wanted to become queen. She had wanted power yes, but above all, she wanted to be important, to be loved and respected. She knew deep down that Windkeep Tower resented her for what she had done to their queen. Banella didn't blame them. She knew she resented the dragons who had stolen her home and family from her before she could make amends.

Maybe it was time to make amends in a different way.

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Banella could tell Rori was getting worried. The imperial had said the time travel only lasted a day, and it was nearing two. Vaughan must have messed with the time machine for some reason, and now she and Rori were stuck here.

The two were huddled in a makeshift den of brambles, hidden from the elements. It had been a while since Banella had been this uncomfortable. She was used to palace life, and before that, the theatre. Rori wasn't happy to be stuck with the tyrant, but Banella didn't blame her. With what she had become, she wouldn't want to be stuck with herself either. She had to applaud the imperial for her patience.

"Those are poison berries," Rori sighed as Banella came back from her third gathering trip. Every time, she had brought back something inedible. "You know what? Let me get the food, again." She rolled her eyes as she pushed past Banella.

The imperial took a few steps outside, then there was a sudden flash of light, and she was gone. A few seconds later, Banella was enveloped in the same light and the next thing she knew, she was back in her room in the Windkeep mansion.

She wasn't alone. Standing next to Rori was a dark skydancer she didn't recognize. At the sight of the queen, the skydancer drew a glowing blade and held it to her throat.

"I take it you are Queen Banella," The skydancer said, "My name is Eclipse. I've heard you've caused this clan a lot of pain, and I'm here to change that."

"I know," Banella sighed, feeling the weight of the world on her shoulders, "Do it, kill me, I don't deserve what I have here. I've betrayed by birthright. Have your revenge, become the hero, restore the freedom you all deserve."

"Wait, what?" Eclipse was so surprised, she withdrew her blade. Clearly she was not expecting this answer.

"This has to be some sort of trick," Rori growled, "She would never give up power just like that!"

"Rori, what I saw in the Clan of Resting Wings-" Banella took a breath, feeling the emotions wash over her once more. What she was about to say felt like it was betraying everything she stood for her entire life, but it had to be said. "This was never what I was meant to become. I see now what my parents meant when they said I wasn't ready to be queen. I give up my throne. I was wrong."

"Mom! No!" Topaz burst out from where he had been hiding in the curtains, "You're giving up everything we've fought far!"

"You are too young to understand, but this must be done, my dear," Banella sighed, feeling guilty for how she had misled her son, "Royalty is not anything anybody deserves, it needs to be earned, like respect, and I haven't done anything to earn this."

"But-" Topaz looked utterly betrayed. Then his gaze hardened. "Dad was right! You are weak! You don't really want this!"

"Topaz, wait! Let me explain!" Banella called after him. But it was too late, her son was gone. He had too much of her stubborn spirit. She supposed it was only fitting, after all she had put her family through, that she lost her family here as well.

"So, what are you going to do now?" Rori asked warily, "You're not going to sit here feeling sorry for yourself, are you?"

"Of course not!" Banella spat, feeling her nerve return after such an accusation. She was not a dragon who worried about consequences, once she made a choice, she stuck with it to the end, and that was what she was going to do. If her family didn't agree with her, that was their problem, not hers. If they wanted to take advantage of and hurt innocent dragons, that was their mistake.

Banella was coming for Quartz, and this time she wouldn't let him off easy. If anyone didn't deserve a throne, it was her husband. Or rather, ex-husband. She was done with him and she wanted to make sure that she never had to see his stupid face again.


It's been a long journey, but Banella's character arc is finally reaching some sort of conclusion!
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@Petall Time travel! Always an interesting thing but I guess that's largely because there's the possibility of plenty of stuff going wrong.

...But it looks like things are going right here! I can see how introspection wouldn't work for Banella; she's too self-absorbed to see past her own faults. But being able to see things from outside seems to have done the trick for her. I have a bad feeling about Topaz, though. He's all rage and ideals and hasn't really had the time or experience to learn much yet.
@Petall Time travel! Always an interesting thing but I guess that's largely because there's the possibility of plenty of stuff going wrong.

...But it looks like things are going right here! I can see how introspection wouldn't work for Banella; she's too self-absorbed to see past her own faults. But being able to see things from outside seems to have done the trick for her. I have a bad feeling about Topaz, though. He's all rage and ideals and hasn't really had the time or experience to learn much yet.
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After everything, I figured it was the only way for her to make peace with her past. She's been blinded by her rage for so long, even her memories have been twisted!

Unfortunately, Topaz is very much like his mother in that regard! He certainly inherited her stubbornness and strong will!
@Disillusionist

After everything, I figured it was the only way for her to make peace with her past. She's been blinded by her rage for so long, even her memories have been twisted!

Unfortunately, Topaz is very much like his mother in that regard! He certainly inherited her stubbornness and strong will!
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