Andulvar Yaslana (OU)

It doesn't take a genius to know Hiigari is up to something... He hasn't been to sparring. And he has had his mind somewhere else lately.

[Voice Entry]

Hell's fire. Mother Night and may the Darkness be merciful.

Not only is Tersa gone. But the waif is too.

SaDiablo,

Do you have an inventory of the things in your office at the Hall? 

Yaslana

[OOC: I'm assuming they've already talked about it...]

 Lucivar, you'll find me visiting Lady Karla. 

[OOC: This is meant to be a private, unposted message for Lucivar... and it was accidently posted. Eyriens are not good with machines. And the reason there was no psychic thread communication or verbal cause they're roommates is cause Lucivar and Andulvar have opposite sleeping patterns.]

[Voice Entry]

Let me guess. People suddenly think immaturity is a high-point. I don't know what kind of illusion this is, or what cast this, especially since I don't see Saetan, Jaenelle or even Karla wanting a million children running around,  but I'm not really amused.  

[OOC: Strikes are muttered, very hard to understand because of the deep timbre in Andulvar's voice]

This place really reminds me of Hell.

But the people.. especially the waif's friends... they are interesting.

Mikami Teru, are you still interested in learning defense? 

Hiigari, it's possible we may have someone joining our sparring. 

I'm very glad the waif's birthday was so entertaining. Especialliy watching Maxwell squirm. 

[OOC: Strikes are thoughts]

I've had meagar results recruiting residents for physical training. I realize others have their own methods, but the lazy asses are the ones that need it the most. But I heard from the puppy that the Dea al Mon witch will be joining him for sparring. *lazy smile* 

Again, if there is anyone willing to spar an Eyrien Warlord Prince, the offer stands

That's all.

[Voice Entry ]

A deep, but happy voice can be heard

You've outdone yourself, Hiigari. I'll be sure to wear it next time. Thank you.

On other business, I've been outside in the park some nights this week. If anyone would like to spar with an Eyrien, come right on out. I have enough fighting sticks for eleven more fighters. It takes great skill and even more concentration. But I know that no one should be without basic self defense.

 I've been looking at the map for this city. It seems the best place to trap one of these creatures is on the far side of the creek. There are enough large buildings on the south end of the compound to house the residents. It's not like they would want to be anywhere near the fighting. That is my duty, it's another battlefield. I just can't let it be my last. 

Sometimes I can understand Lucivar more than I understand myself. You have a great son, SaDiablo. I do have a question for you, the next time I stop by.

I will continue working on group defenses and focused offences against the entropi.

 SaDaiblo, I've taken a room with your son. I think Lucivar and I have some catching up to do... 

I still have not crossed paths with the Lady.. I'll go pay a visit to the waif soon. 

Takion, you seem to know a lot about this place. Where can I buy some furniture? The pieces we have don't offer much comfort for wings.

--VOICE ENTRY--

a loud smashing sound can be heard as Andulvar slams his fist into the ground.

Hell's fire! Mother Night! And may the Darkness be merciful! 

She fell.. We gave ourselves for the final fight! Why am I still here? ... Did the waif make it? 

there's a long silence until Andulvar picks up the communicator and flies off, there is a loud windlike noise until the communicator times out.