Rising Ambitions

[Ambrosia_64]

(This is a roleplay set in the Skyrim universe for reference, and is closed to AlysaNewport.)

Aimee had practically begged to be let into the college-only after completing a score of difficult, gopher tasks had she been admitted, and even then-she found it difficult to fit in, even as diverse a place as this.

An Imperial, she was a dark haired, bright eyed young woman who had run away rather than make the voyage back to Cyrodiil with her parents-wishing to learn magic, -real- magic, the kind she doubted her homeland knew. Besides-she had been born and raised in the wintery snows of Skyrim-she couldn't bear to leave it now, come what may.

So she carried on with her studies late into the night, and she put up with the menial tasks she was assigned, the light teasing as her peers outpaced her-and she explored the college, sneaking about at night when she could not sleep.

On such a night she had discovered the secret passage leading deep into the dungeon-and hidden away down there was a box covered in runes and infused with great binding magic. She hadn't been able to open it the first week-for hours she tried spells and incantations, late into the night she read and researched the runes, trying to decipher them-sitting before the box alone in her night clothes.

Tonight she wore a novice's green robe, her dark hair braided down her back, slightly mushed from her work-a smudge of ink on one side of her pert nose. She set the book aside, rolling up her sleeves as she crawled to the box chained to the center of the floor. Her fingers crackled with energy as she began to chant strange and foreign words in her feminine voice, volume rising to a crescendo as she seized hold of the box-! Her hands locked to it as the red magic flared, the top exploding open as the petite girl was sent flying backwards, crashing into the broken, plain statue of a winged woman, knocked briefly senseless.

 

[AlysaNewport]

Kasdeya, young Demoness of Valkynaz captured and imprisoned in a cubic gem stone many centuries ago by the mages of winterhold. She wasn’t powerful by any means when she was hunted down by the hunters and brought to the college of mages. She was however a tool to use for some power hungry wizard that seek a leverage against Valkynaz. What the wizard gain was not what he expected, a quick and painful death, but the cubic prison was placed deep within the college and was protected by a council of wizards that knew nothing about the box that was hidden beneath their for so many years.

Time didn’t exist in the box, Kasdeya stood frozen in the defensive stance she took when the magic of the cube engulfed her. She battled the power but was unable to overcome the strength of the cube. It took her with some pain and frozen her in time and space.

The light was blinding, the powerful grip that held her vanished. She screamed from the pain she felt centuries ago, but felt as if it just has happened, for her it just did. Rage swept over her as her blue eyes turned crimson red, matching the long strands of hair that cascaded down over her shoulders. Her naked body trembled with the unhindered flow of anger burning her veins; fingers clenched tightly forming fists at her side while she scanned over the area, A raised brow formed over her eye for this was not the place she was taken from.

Her scan stopped at the frail form of a young female moaning at the base of a broken statue. Still her rage cringed her soul fueled by her fury as her magic came to bear. Small sparks of flowing electricity danced around her clenched fist. A small whirlwind spewed about her sending small items flying away from her. Her eyes scanning over the room looking for the old wizard whom chanted the spell activating her prison. But her gaze didn’t fall upon him, the only living thing in the room was the petite girl slowly pushing herself up.

“Whom are you? And why have you attacked me? Where is the old Wizard that bound me!” she demanded as she moved toward the girl, her breasts perky from the flow of energy coursing through her. “Answer me!” her words laced with fury.

 

[Ambrosia_64]

Aimee shook her head, blinked as electricity crackled. A woman had appeared! She was fierce. She was angry. She was naked.

Coloring, Aimee stared for a moment, lips parted in shock-before her gaze dropped to the empty box clutched in her hands, the runes-and back up to the angry demoness.

Embarrassment quickly turned to horrified realization as she held the box up and out to protect her face, praying her magic would regenerate in time for a healing spell should the demoness attack.

"I-I don't know any old wizard binding things!" Aimee asserted, not even standing just yet, her booted feet kicking at the stone floor, pushing herself further into the statue, eyes wide. "I found the box and I released you!"

Yes! It was thanks to -her- she was free at all!

 

[AlysaNewport]

The young woman issued nothing to Kasdeya’s questions which added more fuel to her fury. She took another step toward the petite woman. She was going to find this wizard even if she has to kill everyone she makes contact with starting with this female. She raises her hands ready to strike when the female held up the cube in defense, its runes glowing with a faint hmm, still active. She hesitated not wanting to be trapped inside the device again.

Her eyes stayed focused upon the human, weighting her options now that the cube was brought into the equation. She didn’t understand its magical power or how to defend against it. Slowly she backed away, giving space between them. “I have no qualms against you. I only search for the wizard that bound me.” She hissed still the fury raged but was losing its flare, mostly due to the fear of the cube.

The crackling electricity slowly dimmed as she grew tried from it absorbing much of her energy. She grasped for energy that was not there. She struggled, pleading with herself to maintain the flow of magical energy but it was fading faster with each breath she took, until she could no longer hold it. Her eyes faded back to there natural blue. Her form weakened now that the fury has faded.

She looked to the human wandering what her fate would be.. But now with the fury subsided she could think more clearly, why would this human free her if she was part of putting her in there? She slowly sank to her knees. fatigue taking it's toll.

 

[Ambrosia_64]

Aimee blinked in surprise as the demoness backed off. Surely she wasn't a very intimidati-the box. The demoness was afraid of the box. Rising slowly to stand, Aimee held the sacred object tightly before her, the idea dawning that...well, she had just undone some powerful binding magic.

"...when were you bound?" She asked quietly, respectfully-if a little fearful at what she had done. "-Why- were you bound?" Her bright eyes flicked to the stone stairway. She should go get a master or even the arch mage.

But the demoness sank to her knees, twisting Aimee's heart strings. Worriedly, she inched closer in her robe, brow furrowing. "If...if I give you my robe, will you wear it?"

She asked softly, not lording the box over the nude woman's head-with her eyes a normal color, she looked...human. Without waiting for an answer she set the box down at her feet, pulling her robe off to reveal a white, thin cotton shift.

She picked up the box absently in her left hand, offering the robe timidly in her right. "My name is Aimee."

 

[AlysaNewport]

Kasdeya raised her head up slightly, not enough to gaze upon the human, but enough to the human to see that she was listening to her. She wasn’t going to answer the human, but again the fear of the box lingered in her mind, and if she failed to answer this human could put her back into it. “I was bound in the third era year 433” she whispered as she slowly began to feel herself recovering. “The why? I don’t know I just heard the human wizard speak of me being leverage, to give him more power than the Archmage of winterhold. That was the last time I heard or seen anything.” She answered the human’s questions with distaste, but as long as she held that cube she was at her beckoning. She raised her head up and allowed her gaze to meet those of the female.

“I have no need of your rope.” She spoke but reconsidered when the cube was only inches from her. “Yes, I shall wear it.” her eyes staring at the box, the runes glowing brighter with the proximity of the Demoness. Kasdeya reared back pushing herself with her hands and feet away from the box. Fear obviously in her eyes. The runes fade to a dim glow with the distance now between them. “I will not harm you. Your need of the box is not necessary.” she tried to manipulate the human to distance herself from the box.

She reached out with her left hand toward the Robe that dangled in the humans’ right hand. “Why do you ask me these questions when you should know all about what happened? For you control the box does not the history of it come with it?” She probed for information; hopefully this human knew the name of he wizard that trapped her so long ago.

She nodded upon the human giving her name, “Aimee, I am Kasdeya daughter of Valkynaz.” she whispered, not wanting to let the human know that she was regaining her energy. She would wait till the moment was right to strike and destroy the cube.

 

[Ambrosia_64]

Her distaste and the rejection of the robe seemed to leave Aimee at an impasse-and then the demoness accepted the clothing, moving back away from-Aimee's ego wanted to believe the demon saw power in her somehow, but...it was the box that held her eyes, not the mage.

Staring down at it, Aimee realized she had control, so long as she had the box.

"I...don't think so." She began slowly, feeling a little bad for distrusting the demoness-but she dared not set aside her only protection, remembering the wrath in her eyes moments before.

She held the cube back away from the demoness as her other hand bestowed the robe, skittering backwards a few steps. "No, no-I snuck down here. I found the box. I didn't know you were inside...it's been...it's been a long time since you were imprisoned, Kasdeya. I'm sorry."

Aimee's brow furrowed. "I've never met one of your kind, how can I trust you won't kill me? Like in the stories..." She nervously shifted from foot to foot, turning the box in her hands. "I had nothing to do with your imprisonment, but everything to do with your release-" Aimee had backed off so the demoness need not fear the box, a hand lifting to rest on the statue.

"I am a great mage in the making, you know." She mumbled, lifting her chin defiantly as if many would claim different. "Undoing that binding spell took...took alot."

 

[AlysaNewport]

Kasdeya slid into the robe, pulled her hair free, and fastened the robe closed, tautening the belt to her slim form. The fabric was wool, very uncomfortable against her naked skin. She missed the feel of pure silk sliding against her, but at the moment comfort was a luxury, something that would come later, for now she had to get rid of that damn cube. A slight flame of anger sparked when the mage pulled back, carrying the cube with her. She wanted to jump and rip the cube away from the small hand that held it protectively.

A sinister smile formed over Kasdeya’s face. “So you found the cube, interesting.” Her eyes narrowed gracious in a way for the information. Her head tilted slightly, “So the cube was not handed do to you in anyway, nor it’s history. Only a curious mage drawn to an item of ancient times, covered with wards and glyphs.” she whispered not as a question but as a suggested fact. “I need not your pity nor do I wish for it to be given.” her eyes hue to a slight red. She allowed the anger to conceal the fact that she was beginning to like this mage. Aimee’s pleasantry was something she never had faced before and it was quite different and pleasing.

Her tainted eyes rose to the human mage, she took a sturdy stance. “Like in the stories! What that we underworlders are the spit of pure evil? Your stories that don’t tell of how your kind disturbed us! Wanting our power! It was your kind that came to me and imprisoned ME!” Her eyes fiery red with fury once more. “I DID NOT COME TO THEM!” her voice booming with anger. Her mind battling the rage with the facts that Aimee wasn’t the one or part of the one that entrapped her. But the one that released her, a release that was accidental but none the least a release.

She took a deep breathe and held it for a few moments then released it with some of the fury. Her eyes still hued to a slight red. “Yes, you released me and in that fact is why I haven’t killed you yet.” She didn’t want it to come out that way, but the anger was still there and edgy. But Aimee’s last comment was one that broke the anger inside of her. Self proclaimed greatness spewed from the humans lips.

Chuckling, “Yes I see the potential in you as we speak.” she actually smiled and shook her head jokingly, something else she has never done “Your power is unyielding if not purely lucky at this releasing.” She felt strange, she felt light and unburdened as if life has given her a second chance. She turned away from Aimee. “Aimee, I fear the cube, but it also infuriates me as well. Can we come to an agreement where it isn’t in my sight, but yet available to you when you feel threatened by me?” She looked up at the ceiling tapping her fingers upon her thigh, “NO, Aimee, the truth is. The cube can’t help you, it takes a command word to activate it and since you found it, its command word is unknown to you. The cube glows strong when it is near me, but then the command word has to be uttered when it’s at it’s brightest to entrap me.” She turned to Aimee, “So I could attack you right now if I wanted to bring harm to you.” She squared off with Aimee, “But I don’t want to attack nor do I wish to bring harm to you.” her eyes releasing all the anger, turned blue once more.

“Do you have anything silk?” She tugged at the robe with a distaste look upon her face, “It’s scratchy!”

 

[Ambrosia_64]

Aimee flinched, her free hand glowing with a light, simple ward she prepared to cast on herself-something Kasdeya could unfortunately blast right through if she wished.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, to be, ignorant, I just-" Haven't killed...yet. What did this demoness mean, -yet?!-

Aimee cast the warding spell, still looking more like she'd rather run. But then her new friend calmed down some, and that quieted her own building trepidation. She stared down at the box, apparantly useless. Aimee sighed, the mystery not quite solved-but alot more interesting, in the very least.

"Silk?" Aimee's eyes lifted to the demoness, the conversation...strange to be having, but welcome. Perhaps they were not so different. Perhaps they might be friends. "I...have a dress. Just one. Hang on-" And the mage lit out of the space, sneaking up the steps and through the college for her quarters. She took down the red silk gown, something she had never dared to wear in Skyrim-and hurried back, a headband for Kasdeya's hair.

When she returned her cheeks were flushed from cold, the items brought into the empty space, presented with open pleasure to be giving them to her. "What I, what I said. I am sorry. The Nords-they openly mock and hate me for being Imperial. I was born here, same as them-I belong in Skyrim, but they do not see it that way. They call me a spy. Just because of race."

She frowned, looking down the gown, the headband. "So...here. In apology." Her distrust had shifted away somewhat, particularly because they now shared a common thing-the hatred of others.

 

[AlysaNewport]

Kasdeya’s eyes focused upon the mage with her glyph of warding slightly glowing around her then fading away, but she understood the fear that the mage is feeling, it would be the same fear that she felt looking at that glowing cube once more. She shivered just at the thought of that cube. Kasdeya raised her blue orbs up to the mage. A funny look was upon the mage’s face as she whispered the words spoken my Kas.
Kas nodded, “Yes silk,” she smiled still amused by the actions of the mage. Her eyes followed the mage as she darted into a stairwell and disappeared. She turned her attention to the cube since the mage was now gone. She moved toward it, her curiosity getting the better of her. When she reached down for it, the cube ignited with a green glow, Kas could feel the magic invading her body, slowing her heart rate, and her muscles began to get heavy. “NO!” she hissed as it was happening again. She fought desperately trying to break free from it’s’ gasp.
Managing to pull back enough to free her from the cubes magic, she fell backwards from its release. She instantly shot a gaze at the cube, not understanding how it could activate without a command word; she pushed herself up just in time to meet Aimee’s return. She was breathing hard and felt weak as the effects were slowly fading.

Kas looked upon the shivering mage, as it was obvious that she was outside for a length of time. She smiled when Aimee produced a beautiful gown. Its crimson color matched her hair and the headband would be a nice touch. Even though she was part demon, her other half was human that enjoyed the finer things in life. She lowered her head realizing that is why her father did not even bother coming to her aid, he despised her human side, for human women were only sex toys that he enjoyed other than that they were the dirt on the bottom of his feet.

Kas raised her hand up to Aimee in no need to give an apology wave. “There is no need.” she nodded her head in understanding, “Well, we were no different from them. When I calmed down from the fury of being trapped, my first though of you was that you were a greedy, power hungry mage wanting to advance you power by using me. In addition, I bet you instantly thought I was the Hell bringing death of the underworld. Am I right?” she tilted her head slightly. “But unlike them, we are talking and diminishing those feelings. Maybe in time your kind will talk and those feelings will fade. However, like you I am too an outcast. For I am half human, half demon and that is why my father didn’t come for me when I was entrapped.” she looked down at the gown. “Thank you. Now I will give you something as well.” her hands slightly glowed moments before she took Aimee’s’ hand into hers, a warming waves sweeping from her hand into Aimee. “You looked cold.” She smiled.

She released Aimee’s hand and proceeded to put on the gown. It fitted her well, it formed to her curves nicely. She then placed the headband upon her head and adjusted her hair so that most of her hair was out of her eyes, a few strands remained given her a very seductive appearance. “What do you think?” She asked slowly spinning around.

 

[Ambrosia_64]

Aimee's eyes widened slightly as the warmth flooded her body-and when Kas released her hands she looked at them in wonder, feeling much warmer indeed. "Thanks. Thank you." Aimee had the decency to look away as Kas changed-her eyes straying to the demoness once before she turned around, her face a little heated, arms crossed in the thin shift.

-"What do you think?"-

Turning back, Aimee blinked-and then smiled, looking her young age. "Beautiful. Much better than I ever did, anyway." She came closer to snag her robe back, welcoming the added warmth it provided, her hands finding her pockets, eyes looking around the empty space.

"What other secrets does this college hide, do you think?" Aimee wondered, her eyes flicking back to Kas, a slight frown. "Kas, your father...did you live with him before you were summoned?" Did that mean Skyrim was new to her?

 

[AlysaNewport]

A thin brow rose up and a pert little smile flashed across Kas’s face when she caught Aimee glancing at her moments before she pulled the fabric of the dress down over her breasts. Nevertheless, let the fact drift away as she pulled the dress down and spun around when Aimee turned and looked upon her.

She slightly curtsied to the young woman, smiling with the compliment. Her blue eyes sparking with the great feel of the silk sliding across her body with each turn and twist she made. Much more comfortable than that wool robe that she was wearing just moments ago.

Kas slightly tilted her head to Amiee’s question, “What do you mean by College?” her eyes narrowed, “Aimee, Where exactly are we? I have never been to this plane of existence before, I was taking on my plane of existence or the underworld as you know it, so I have no idea what your talking about.” she then lowered her head knowing she didn’t answer the mages question, “No Aimee, he left me in a tomb sealed by weak magic. I believe he wanted some lesser Daedric to come and kill me, but the old wizard was the one that came for Me.” her eyes flashed a tint of red before fading away.

“Aimee, I’m an outcast in an unknown world. I don’t even know how to get back to my plane and to be honest I don’t want to go back.” She debated about telling Aimee about the box, it didn’t need a command word to activate it, it just needed the magical energy of a spell caster to hold it. “Aimee, when you left to get me this dress, I moved over to the cube and was going to destroy it, but it began to immobilize me as it did before, it didn’t activate because it needed the magical flow of a spell caster to activate it. Not a command word.” She lowered her head… “I fear knowing there is a wizard here that has the knowledge of how to get to my plane of existence and being able to capture my kind, that maybe we will run across an evil Daedric here in this world where the cube will come in handed.”

 

[Ambrosia_64]

Aimee's heart ached to hear such a thing, frowning as she watched the demoness describe such a horror. Her head turned to stare at the cube, the mysterious object suddenly forbidding, ominous. "...we'll destroy it." She murmured, moving to pick it up, her hands a little shaky that it held such power over Kas.

"Though...I do not yet know how." Leaving it out seemed a bad idea-what if someone got a hold of it, attempted to trap Kas in it's confines? Then again, Kas had a point. What if they needed the cube to protect themselves against someone else? Walking to a corner of the room, Aimee dropped to her knees-and started to dig into the packed dirt floor with her hands, the cube in her lap. "We'll bury it for now, hide it. We're beneath a...a school. The Mage's college. I attend classes here, am tutored. It's where...I ran away to after my parents went back to Cyrodiil."

Worriedly, Aimee's head turned a troubled expression. "You...you don't think another like you is here, do you? I mean...trapped? Or...or angry..." She wasn't the mage her teachers were. Not yet.

 

[AlysaNewport]

By instinct alone, Kas took a step back, fear on her face as Aimee picked the cube back up. Her mind shot back to the feeling of losing herself, the inability to move the smallest muscle when the cube’s magic hits her full force, and now that a spell caster is holding it, fear struck her. “AIMEE!” Kas fumbled back another step from her. Fear sweeping over her.

She lowered her head in shame for her cowardly reaction to the cube. Her eyes drifted upward when she heard Aimee digging in the dirt. “Aimee, you will need that cube….We will need that cube.” She pushed herself upward to a full stance. “Aimee, this old wizard came to my plane, took me and left me here, maybe he knew I wasn’t at full development so he went back and captured a stronger one of my kind. Do you think he gave up with just me? No…He went back… So Yes I …”

“What is going on down here!” a soft spoken females’ voice rang out in a demanding tone. The small form stepped into the light, Sorceress Mira was fully robed and holding a staff at her side. “Novices are not supposed to be down here. So why are you down …” She turns quickly toward Kas. Her hands began to glow upon her uttering a chant…

Kas instantly raises her hands, a red shimmer forms around her fear in her eyes once more, for she could feel the power of this mage for it was ten times that of Aimee. Her head turned toward Aimee, her eyes showing the fear..

 

[Ambrosia_64]

"But so long as I have it, it could activate and I don't want-" Aimee froze as Mira's voice rang down the stairs, popping to her feet, the cube held behind her. Her face was pale and expression a little terrified as Mira came into view, starting to demand answers-when she spotted Kas.

Shit.

"W-wait a minute, Mira!" But no, a fight seemed imminent, and Aimee knew better, -knew- she couldn't hope to beat the sorceress in a fight-and, fearing her new friend would be slaughtered or killed, Aimee did the only thing she could do-she gripped the box tightly before her and ran full tilt into her prefect, the bullying female issuing a scream as the green light pulsed and swallowed her whole-the box toppling on it's side in the dirt.

"Oh. Oh Goddess." Aimee whispered, backing away-her eyes widened. "Oh no, I'm so sorry-"

 

[AlysaNewport]

Kas watched Aimee moving toward the mage with the cube in front her intentions uncertain until the cube began to glow with that familiar green glow, Instantly Kas reached out with grasping fingers as if she was in range to grasp her newly found friend, but in reality she was three times the reach away from Kas’s grasping fingers, “NO!” Kas’s voice rang out, chasing Aimee’s full tilt run toward the mage.

Kas closed her eyes, and lowered her head upon hearing the scream of the mage, she knew what just happened and her heart felt heavy. “No, Aimee.” She repeated her words even as the event already happened. She lowered her arms to her side, her head remained lowered as she knew what the mage was going through right now. “Aimee.” she whispered again as the red barrier thinned and then vanished.

Kas took a deep breathe and moved over to the wide-eyed mage of her liking. “Aimee.” she reached out and took her hands. “Aimee, We have to release her. Do you remember the words of your spoken chant when you released me?” she searched the horrified eyes of Aimee, her hands jiggling Aimee’s trying to get her attention, “Aimee, I know I heard the screams too, but we have to concentrate now and release her. A human will not survive the cube Aimee, we have to release her now.”

 

[Ambrosia_64]

"She, she'll kill you. Maybe both of us, I don't, you don't know Mira, you don't know how much she -hates- me." Aimee's entire form was trembling, tears forming in the young mages eyes. "W-what if she attacks? What if they a-all attack? All I ever wanted was to be in this stupid college, but l-look at the secrets they keep."

A human wouldn't...survive the...

Aimee swallowed, nodded fearfully. She had to release her, or it was murder. Had to...release, or it was...

Oh Goddess. She had just attacked a member of the college. They'd throw her out! They'd maybe take her to prison! But she couldn't let Mira -die-!

 

[AlysaNewport]

“Aimee, calm down.” Kas moved to Aimee’s side and extended her arms around her soft waist. “Listen to me, you have to calm down. What has happened has happened and can not be changed, but we can stop it from getting worse.” She tried to keep her voice calm but in reality, she was as scared as Aimee was. She had no real answers to give her. She did not know how the mage would react neither once they released her nor if they could stop her if she did attack them. She only knew that if they left her in the cube the mage would go insane and die. Maybe that was not a bad thing, she did not know, but she did not think Aimee could handle the thought of taking a life so coldly.

“Aimee, close your eyes and think of the words that you spoke to release me. You have to do exactly the same thing that you did before. Think of it this way.” She decided on a new tactic to try to calm her down so she could think of the time before. “When we release her she might think your way more powerful than she is for you was able to entrap her. This would prevent her from ever bothering you again.” She did not know but that was a possibility.

“Now, you have to remember how you touched the cube. Did you touch any of the glyphs or not, and which ones, then you must remember your exact words or thoughts.” She did not know about this either, but if she did everything she did the same as last time, by all means it should work.

She let go of her waist and took a step back so that she can perform the ceremony as she did before. “Aimee I am right here with you. I will protect you.” She would make sure of that.

 

[Ambrosia_64]

"Okay, okay-yes, exactly like before..." Aimee half felt this was a strange dream. She lowered herself to her knees, her trembling hands trying to remember exactly what she had done mere minutes before. "The incantation is in the book, over there..." She murmured, and if Kas brought it to her, she would touch the aging ink on the thin paper, reading, remembering. "I know a paralyzing spell. I'll cast it, as soon as...Kas, what will we do? We'll have to run."

But she could not let Mira die, no matter how terrible the mage had been to her.

Her fingers crackled with energy once more as she began to chant strange and foreign words, losing herself once more in the spell, her volume rising as she seized hold of the box, the red magic flaring, casting the room in flamed light, hands locked to it as the magic burst forth, once again exploding outwards, knocking her back.

Weak, so very weak-wide eyed, she looked to see what had happened-already readying her paralyzing spell-

 

[AlysaNewport]

It all came back to Kas, watching the runes glow vibrant with magic, the sound of crackling power echoed with the this small corner of the room. Kas felt tense ready to do what was necessary to stop the retribution that was to come from the imprisoned mage. She just hoped the mage would thinks she was weaker than Aimee and flee back up the stairwell.

The shock wave of forced air sent Kas flailing backwards and falling upon her back. She shook her head trying to clear the ringing that formed between her ears as she pushed herself up upon her elbows. Her eyesight slightly blurry from the dust particles that managed to settle down upon her eyes. She squinted about the room looking for Aimee.

“Aimee?” She called out pushing herself up to a kneeling position. Her head throbbed her vision still blurry. She had to find Aimee before the released mage does. She scrambled upon all fours over toward the box, in hopes of finder her friend soon.

There just a few feet away from the cube Aimee was pushing herself up as well. “She crawled over to her and put her arms upon her leg. “Are you ok? have you seen the released mage? I haven’t seen her at all, I’m not even sure if she came out!” Kas rubbed her eyes and took another gander about the room. Her heart dropped slightly not knowing what was going on. She turned her head back toward Aimee. “I think we just need to get out of here and not worry what happened to the mage. I have a bad feeling about this but just cant place my finger upon it. Lets just run and not look back.” She looked worried and troubled.

She extended her hand down to Aimee, “Come we need to get out of here now.” She pulled Aimee up and began to walk toward the Stairwell.

 

[Ambrosia_64]

"Did it...did it work?" Aimee asked dizzily, sitting up to rub her temples with a low groan. Two magic heavy spells in one night had drained her, made her sleepy, so very, very sleepy.

"I...I don't want to leave her trapped..." Aimee mumbled as Kas hauled her up, led her towards the stairwell. The stairwell. The college.

Surely someone had heard Mira's scream.

Eyes widening a fraction as pounding footsteps sounded, Aimee whispered an invisibilty spell JUST in the nick of time as robed wizards rushed headlong into the dungeon. Frantic hands at Kas' back urged her up, rushing her before the ten second spell faded.

"My rooms. My alchemy ingredients-" They had moved down a hall, found themselves in the the grand atrium, the pulsing magical beam in the center, the oversized statue and roman columns. "We won't last a day in the cold like this."

Her arm was still linked through Kas', the petite mage's noticeable fear palpable. She was afraid. Of discovery, of fleeing. It was amazing she hadn't devolved into a sobbing, pitiful mess.

 

[AlysaNewport]

Kas rushed upward springing over two steps at a time rushing to get as far up the stairs as she could before the spell expired. Upon reaching the next level, she stopped only to be gently pulled by the linking arms toward a doorway. Aimee was uttering something about her room and her ingredients.

Kas’s eyes bounced about looking at everything while running and being guided by Aimee’s locking arm. Before long, the fridge cold smacked her like a brick wall. “Aimee!” She wrapped her arms around the young mage and uttered a chant. The warm flowing glow encircled them both. “Aimee, we need to get out of here.

Sounds of people approaching echoed up from the stairwell. Shouts ordering Aimee found for she assaulted the prefect. In form the Archmage that a cube was found in the catacombs, its origin unknown was spoken from an unknown teacher.

“Aimee we can’t stay here, we have to go now, and they will lock you up for attacking that mage. Come on, we can find shelter somewhere and I can keep you warm.” she pulled on Aimee’s arm. “Come on Aimee.” A streak of lightening flash just over Kas’s shoulder. “NOW!” She screamed, her eyes glowing red as fury raged through her. She pulled Aimee with no problem down the long bridge that lead down to the lower landscape.

Electricity balls and streaks of lightening followed them down the bridge striking the walls around them. “Run, Aimee, Run.” Kas stops and turns around, she begins to chant …

 

[Ambrosia_64]

Adrenaline kept her from fainting, but that's about all it did-racing down the stone walkway with lightning blasting over their heads, Aimee breathlessly mumbled a weak fire spell, her hands lighting up as Kas stopped, urged her to run-Aimee too whirled, stepping up to Kas' left before unleashing the flaming magic, melting the snow and heating the stones-but mostly, leaving a weak fire wall behind them.

And then she turned and fled once more, racing into only the edge of the small, half buried village-and taking a sharp left, running into the raging snow storm, her steps quickly concealed, her green robed back fast disappearing into the white curtain. There would be caves ahead, she intended to find one.

 

[AlysaNewport]

Kas, eyes turned white, her body trembled as she raised her hands into the air, her chant echoing in the wind with a strange demonic voice. Blood dripped down from her ear and streamed down her neck. Her chanting stopping as a while oval circle appeared and a Flame Atronach stepped forward. “Defend this bridge.” She commanded before turning and running down the bridge following Aimee. She felt tired and drained her legs were light rubber but she kept the pace up.

She for the very first time felt an extremely cold as the wind whipped through her dress. Her limbs began to ache and grow numb. This isn’t right she whispered this is unnaturally occurring. Her eyes looked over the area. “Aimee, something isn’t right with this area.” She whispered, as she felt extremely fatigued now. She fell down and slid down the bridge slowly pushing herself up, her gaze searching for Aimee. She called out a few times before catching a glimpse of her robe. The wind began carrying thick, heavy wet snow. She trembled as she plunged her way toward the way Aimee was going.

Her limbs were tight; she shivered with the cold snow resting heavily upon her. She tried to cast the warmth spell but was still too weak to bring it forth. She continued to plow her way forward giving all that she had left before collapsing just inside the cave that Aimee found…

 

[Ambrosia_64]

When Kas came to, she'd find herself in a notably warmer atmosphere-a warm fire blazed near the mouth of the cave but several steps inside, a wooden shield rapidly blackening within the flames. A simple, golden ward was cast at the mouth, smoke funneling through the top but snow sliding off the barrier, a stew or soup of some kind bubbling within an upturned helmet.

The cave's tunnel descended sharply, leading elsewhere-but for now they were safe, Kas wrapped up in thick but slightly musty cloak, Aimee herself stirring the soup with a wooden spoon apparently brought along in her alchemist's sack.

She cast a worried glance in her friend's direction-and upon seeing her eyes opened, crawled quickly to her. "Oh thank goodness-I was worried. Are you alright? Did you hear the dragon?"

(Wanna go with some frost breath? And perhaps it occupied the mages as they fled-a dragon attacking the town and college.)