Wizards and Warriors RP

*smiles playfully* oh my take me out to dinner first *chuckles* yeah dont worry about it i got you!

"dinner can wait we need to find our class first"*with that as they are walking down the hallway there was that sharp pain again causing Yurnero to stumble a little*"ugh dang it not now"*Yurnero whispered*

i dont need sharp eye to notice that somethings wrong *stops for a second* i could always ask my familiar to ease the pain a little*resumes walking*

"no need its nothing let's get to class now"*with a smile but only Yurnero can see it they continue walking down the hallway*"I have no Idea where we're going I might as well go outside"*taking his arm off Ghorn's shoulder he walked up a door then went outside*"this is a very tiring day I want to rest for a while"*Yurnero signs then lays his back on a tree until he falls asleep*

Icy continued to wander down the forbidden hallways in quiet. "How long have I been away...where is everyone at..." Icy wondered. Most he had known did not seem to appear to him. Only memories of them seem to have rambled in his mind. Icy sat on the floor and looked around. "It's just emptiness..."

hmm i know sooner or later ill get lost anyway might as well explore *pets famliar* hey buddy go play in the forest, i got things to don*after familiar leaves looks around and starts walking aimlessly* hopefully i wont get in trouble again

Hmmm *starts to play with my ingredients and a cloud of black smoke comes out from a bottle and puts a cork in the hole preventing it from exploding* whoa

*walks aimlessly around the halls* "Hm...I wonder..." *pulls out magical map* "Yeah...I can see there's someone...there!" *Woof points forwards, now seeing a person in the badly lit corridor 121* "Who...who are you?".

*Yurnero wakes up from his slumber*"maybe I should visit Plague,yeah I'll do that"*standing up felt a sharp pain again causing him to fall to the ground*"dang it no matter this is nothing"*using his sword to get up then he goes to the inside the hall trying to find Plague's room*"I should apologize for leaving him like that"*Yurnero ran in the hall as fast as he can trying to find Plague's room*

Icy peered his eyes over to a silhouette figure in which he couldn't explain any characteristics of. He seemed to have asked "Who are you?" in a kindly gesture. Icy finally seemed to open his eyes wider. "My name...?" He asked in question. "My name is Icy...I am an ice mage part of a clan dating back centuries. I am merely a ghost representing a past age I recently died from." Icy explained as he stood up. He smiled bright and look towards the figure. "I usually roam these halls in spite of finding people to befriend because of emptiness and memories, but who knows if I meet a new face or two?" Icy replied looking his way. "What's your name?"

*has been wandering for an hour now and is still lost* either this place is huge or everything looks the same... probably both *sighs* im surprised i havent met anyone so far -thought ghorn- it sure is boring now......

*trying to find where Plague is at Yurnero felt a sharp pain then again then again until it didn't stop causing him to fall*"no this is not yet time ahh!!"*Yurnero tried to get up but he fails*"no"*its only a mere whisper until his vision darkens*

*sighs makes a shapeshifter potion and becomes teacher walking up to the desk hitting a button and the school bell rings for the chemistry class*

Still mumbling to himself, Plague eventually walked into his own room. He began to write vigorously, and said things such as "No, no... no combination of the ingredients is toxic, let alone this one...." or "There is no way to kill a human being with this mixture... this CURE. Even overdose requires a gallon... There is no way I could have killed them..."

*walks into a long room filled with many types of tables* is this a meal room or something of that type? *pulls a chair sits down and stretches a bit* aaawwww yeah i need this after so much walking..... *pulls out a book from his cloak* i might as well write the kind of power i saw today, might do some research on it later.

*still unconscious Yurnero was in a black room*"here?again? ugh that really hit me good this time hmm"*looking at a bright light he walked to it*"let see what happens"*as Yurnero walked into the light he was in his old village but it was only a memory*"I guess I'll go see the arena"*then he ran to where the arena was then he saw his past self*"wait this is the day I got banished from the village for removing my mask"*then when his past self was going to remove his mask Yurnero left the place then going through the light again*"now I know why I just left Plague like that and causing trouble"*then he meditated inside the black room until he woke up lying on the floor standing up and cleaning his self up he went outside then sat underneath a tree*"hmm what to do I guess I'll just rest again since there's no one around"

Continuing his now incoherent rambling, Plague begins writing. He hadn't noticed, but Lazarius had been laughing at him almost the whole time. Plague, now seeming to be on the verge of hysterics, attempted to say something along the lines of "what are you laughing at?!" But instead just became a nonsensical mixture of words. Lazarius could understand what clear thoughts there were within Plagues jumbled psyche. "You know, you don't seem to be questioning as much of the effects of the cure you made rather than the ingredients, bub." Lazarius teased. Plague was about to scream at him, until his mind suddenly just stopped everything.... he put two and two together. The internal bleeding. The eye spasms, the necrosis, the increased growth and extreme brittleness of nails and the odd, mucus foam from the mouth... That wasn't the work of the cure. That was from a poison. One concocted with things such as decayed human hearts. Realizing that there was really only one other person who could have done it, he turned to Lazarius. If he had a face, it would be more pale than a cloud. He looked Lazarius dead in the eye and could only form one. Simple. Word. "Motherfucker..." Lazarius' smile grew wide, and he adjusted his tie. So the cat is finally pulled out of the bag by some moronic mask-wearing buffoon." He pointed at Plague. It was all starting to come together.

*stops writing at his book and looks around to examine the place in hopes of finding other people* -sighs- it has been at least an hour since i last saw someone -starts biting his finger- it might be a good idea to look for yunero again. *gets up and leaves the room he arches his head back and his nose twitches* hopefully i can track my own way back to yunero by scent.

"man since there's no one around I guess I'll sleep here for a while"*Yurnero stretches and yawns he puts his sword on the ground next to him then he puts off his mask then puts it on top of his sword then he goes to sleep*

*stops at the entrance where he left yunero * thanks for finding me friend -scratches familiars neck- you really helped me find myself there heh -sighs- i really have to work on my sense of direction *spots yunero fallen asleep and walks over to him* still asleep are we? -familiar flutters around my head as ghorn notices yunero's mask- oh thats the mask i was holding on to for him, i never did get a chance to take a good look at it *sits down and stares at mask*