#syluss koellian

[theshroudwolf]

Pictomancer looks cool, Viper has me excited too.

But the sheer joy of this reveal will fuel me for months. Syl finally gets his real job in game. It had to be a limited job too cause if not Syl would be too powerful to roam uninhibited.

#syluss koellian #FFXIV 7.x #dawntrail #hype #woodsman #shroudling

[cadrenebula]

Send 🐾 to see them with a favourite pet or (animal) mount.

(All the pets! Yay!)

I spent the day gathering all the pets for you. :D (Well minus poor Keaira who doesn't have an IC pet yet.) Slapping behind a keep reading cause this is gonna be a long one.

Destiney has Tucker the wolf, Lucky the chaos rabbit, Lady the Dragonet, and Daisy the Fairy who had an armor fashioned for her during her days in the free company.

The Koellian house has way more pets than this but these are the ones Destiney herself added to the house when she married Syluss. Syluss had three wolves of his own and they've added more pets since.

Stefan has his carbuncles. Esper (Ruby), Sol (Topaz), and Stella (Emerald). Ronove isn't technically a pet though he can be mistaken for one when he hides in the bat toy.

Ronove recently picked up fishing in his free time. During one of his fishing trips, he got a small shark buddy. He's named his shark friend Littlefoot. He also got a big shark friend and named him Sharptooth.

Lance has a Owl he ended up adopting after finding it injured when he was out in Coerthas with Svan. He's been taking care of his little feathered friend since. It's name is Owlvael. The name was suggested by Stephanivien in jest towards his brother Aurvael.

Alex adopted a scruffy black cat from the streets and named it Shadow. Poor cat is missing part of his one ear and isn't quite as scruffy as he used to be. Shadow shares the home with his fellow cat, Tyranny, and Alex's wife, Sanagi.

Valentin has a doman magpie he named Lily. He adopted her from a foreign seller visiting Ul'dah. Lily is a smart bird that will take off an hide when Valen is working so that she doesn't get hurt.

Alfarinn picked up a dog for himself during his time working as the head of security. He wanted both a hunting companion and working company when Kino is away. His canine friend is named Frode.

Marielle adopted Blue when his mother was killed. After all, how hard could it be to care for a scalekin? Blue took well to having a dragon for family and they're just enjoying life together with Bodge.

Not so much a pet here even if Charlie looks like he could be one. Charlie is in fact a smart bomb. He follows Asher around and waits for a very specific verbal command to attack and explode.

Adel has an Otter buddy named Akir. He helps her pull off the extra spook factor when she does her Frost Siren bit. And now he's being her travel buddy while she's on leave from the Siren's due to the lack of work with current events.

Aryn was gifted his buddy Basil. A fan at one of the places the Troupe stopped at gave him Basil after a performance. He now torments his sister with the mandragora. Insisting he'll let Basil sleep on her pillows or getting Basil to scream and wake her.

(Basil was actually a gift from someone random just shortly after I made Aryn. I decided to make him IC because of that kindness.)

Nebula has their familiar named Karma. Karma hides in a plush qiqirn toy. However Karma often looks more like an elemental when not in the toy. Which is why the familiar hides in a plush toy since a lot of people are afraid of the Elementals.

Thanks for the ask @mimble-sparklepudding

#thanks for the ask! #Asks #Screenshot Meme Asks

[eaotheelf]

Gotta say... having my RL best friend playing with me now has been pretty damn skippy.

#ffxiv screenshots #elphanse silmontaix #Syluss Koellian #Moggerz Mog

[wkiba-ffxiv]

@theshroudwolf Syluss’s & @cadrenebula Destiney’s Eternal Bonding

[Thanks for hiring @baxter-ffxiv to bake the cake!] 

#ffxiv eternal bonding #ffxiv wedding #rp wedding #eternal bonding #ooc/ic photos #Kiba wasn't the photographer for this one #Syluss Koellian #Destiney Koellian

[for-gold-and-glory]

(video created by Dyvlje!)

Menphina Madness Blitzball Tournament Champions! The Gridania Sea Chocobos!

Congratulations to the Gridania Sea Chocobos! The Madness is over! Beating out the Ivalice High Seraph, the Gridania Sea Chocobos have emerged on top! 

Congratulations Captain Aedwen Tyrer, Froggy, Goatboy Baptistaux Hortimontel! Wolfboy Syluss Koellian! Hathaway Snow! Rayha’to Kazzak! Tala Kava! Serpent Private Scorpius Tacita-Buduga! and Garlean hostage Vincentius Caius!

(pic by Rayha’to!)

#ffxiv rp #blitzball #Menphina Madness

[lostelezen]

Baptistaux Hortimonte runs past Syluss and cannonballs into the water.  "I FINISHED COUTING THE SHEEP SYLUSS WHAT NEX-" Splash.  All. Over. Destiney.

Baptistaux Hortimonte: "Hi friend."

Glace Silencieuse: "What the bloody hells."  He peered over at the chocobo-headed cannonball.

Destiney Delvanguard gave a very deadpan look as someone clearly just splashed her. Wiping water off her face. "Glad I was dressed for swimming anyways..."

Nathaniel Castor eyes widened as the man ran past them, leaning away quickly to avoid the back lash of water. He grumbled a little as he slide further down, but had a brow raised to the chocobo head. . .

Syluss Koellian was going to say something and heard the familiar voice and his goat in tow. "Oh... You got done so fast." He wipes water from his face and looks at Dest. "Destiney, this is Baptistaux. Former Godsbow-" He whispers to her "somehow"

Baptistaux Hortimonte: "I got fired!"

Destiney Delvanguard frowned at Baptistaux and the ridiculous chocobo head. "Clearly. I would have remembered you had you been with them during my father's time."

Baptistaux Hortimonte: "I don't read.. good."

Syluss Koellian can't count good, but can read ok, so the number of times he had to read to Bapt was... numerous. "Oh yes, he is hard to forget." Glace Silencieuse: "I find your chocobo head offensive," he grumbled after a moment, and swam some distance away.

Baptistaux Hortimonte: "Bye friend!"

#IC #screenshots #baptistaux hortimonte #A treasure

[elezen]

Syluss Koellian

#submit #elezen #Final Fantasy XIV #ffxiv #submission

[braxis-ooc]

I too was tagged in an OOC thing

rules: tag people you want to get to know better

• relationship status: Single • favorite color: Blue • last song I listened to: System Of a Down Chop Seuy! In the style of Ghost • last movie I watched:  Theaters: Rouge One. At Home: All of LOTR movies • top 3 tv shows: Samurai Jack, Vikings, Archer • top 3 characters: The Scottsman, Archer,  Gibs

• top 3 ships:  Boaty Mcboatface is all you need.

• books I’m currently reading:  None, currently searching for a new read.

Separate Game Category Because Why Not

GW2 Characters I Admire; Thomas Rathorn, Raiden Tarqunius, The sass queen Lux,  Elessar Volundir, Kilayox Arkinse, Estamba, Heil Teucer, The worst recruit forever Grace ( @jinkrp fite me friend) And so many others many people have damn good characters.

GW2 Characters I Want To Connect With More; N/a (Not playing atm)

FF14 Characters I Admire; Zanzan Yanzan, Beexu Spiritbreaker, Io Saar, Quil Sureshot, Asmaria Soulmender, Hugo Boulderfist, Asher Rukoth, Aelin Stormwulf, Reinar Dorn, Titus Kagimake, Isuke Ejinn, Vilette Laurent, Emeri Gaerhart, Dominique La’fluer, Avelyn Firestone and so many damn more. Like so. Freaking. Many.

FF14 Characters I Want to Connect With More;  Vilette Laurent, Emeri Gaerhart, Dominique La’fluer, Avelyn Firestone, Kohl and Kaede Eidyr,  Iria Nicholaides , Liaden Summerfield, Yesui Tumet, Noriko Akagane, Syluss Koellian, Elphanse Silmontaix, seriously this list would be longer then the one above already.

For both of these categories as well, there are many more!

Tagged By: @rycasrose

Tagging Randomly: @ffxiv-roleplayer @io-saar @ffxiv-roleplayer Only people I know who’ve played both actively. If you have and what to fill this out DO IT AND TAG ME I WANNA SEE! 

I totes did not steal the title name from Rycas too

#OOC #Tagged!

[theshroudwolf]

Prompt 23: Soul

Syluss was still a fledgling Dragoon. He was taking to it somewhat naturally, but that alone would not improve him to a skill level he was comfortable staying at. Fortunately, Aramis was skilled in the martial skill and gave the woodsman a few things to work on.

Syluss kept the soul stone on him all the time but never really knew its importance. He saw it as a catalyst to reaching the skills and ability that would classify one as a Dragoon. What he didn't know was the deeds of those who held the stone were etched into the stones 'memory' for a simple way to describe it. The one who held it before he did was hateful, acted on his spite and narrow-minded prejudices. Whoever had it before, he knew not. It was now his turn to etch his legacy into the stone, and while it may not undo the dark deeds from those who held it before, but he would lay a better path for whom he would pass it down to.

Sitting amidst the trees just outside of the Sylphlands, the place he knew the levin aether was rich, he was in a calm reflective trance. Dressed in the armor he inherited, the weapon lay flat across his lap, and his pensive state held strange effects around his person. The air thick with static, hovering around him like a globe. The three wolves wandering around him, fur standing on end.

Aramis told him of something called blood of the dragon, something which a Dragoon can use to bolster their skills. Despite his father's lineage hailing from Ishgard and no doubt his partaking of dragons blood, he didn't exactly grasp that aspect. Opening his eyes, he looks about, the wolves occasionally getting static shock from the ambient aether, he smirked and closed his eyes again.

A long slow exhale escaped him and almost immediately the meandering wolves went still. Opening his eyes slowly to see he found the three sitting before him and looking up just above him. Peering upward as well, his concentration broken, the energy surrounding him dissipating, but before fully fading he takes in what he thought he saw.

The wolves focus their attention back to the woodsman and he nods. "You saw it too huh?" He stands and resting the spear across his shoulders he makes a few click noises and starts back towards home. "Blood of dragon, yeeeeah, I don't think I am tuned to that." Patches bumps his leg with her head and gets a pet before running off. "Blood of the wolf, I'll bet on that."

@maskedknightofishgard mentioned

#ffxivwrite2021 #Prompt 23 #Soul #Syluss Koellian #The Shroud Dragoon

[theshroudwolf]

Prompt 16: Crane

Bath time was either a chore or a fun affair, and tonight was the former. Evelyn was at home in the water the same as Syluss was in the forest. She also had the same mischievous demeanor at times, such as when Syl poured the soap on his hands to wash Evelyn's hair, she knew that was time to move to the far edge of the tub out of his reach.

"You think you're adorable? I mean, yes. But right now, can we not?" He stands and starts towards her only to watch her move away and to the opposite corner giggles and splashing the whole time. Both hands dripping soap he keeps them over the water and moves back and forth trying to get to his daughter before long, only to play a back and forth with her that was in the child's favor.

"You gonna make me act rashly I see." He, in simple shorts and nothing else steps into the water and Evelyn's squeal of delight as she tried to climb out of the tub was thwarted when the soap was applied to her hair and she was restrained back into the tub with fatherly caring hands.

"Destiney, were you like this? At bath times as a kid? I was-" He looked up and spotted his wife mid change from clothes to comfy pajama wear and peered out from behind the bath tub partition as much as he could. Being spotted stretching his neck as far as he could his attention was brought back around by Evelyn splashing water all over her daddy. The sudden return to the moment startled him a bit but looking at his laughing daughter covered in soap and he now thoroughly drenched as well, he took some of the suds and wiped them in his chest. "There, better?"

@cadrenebula mentioned

#ffxivwrite2021 #Prompt 16 #Crane #Syluss Koellian

[theshroudwolf]

Prompt 15: Thunderous

Footsteps running through the brush, sweat dripping, lungs pulling for air as the hunt is on. Prey making the run for escape, three wolves and a man giving chase. A smart tactic would be to let the prey go and try again, but sometimes you have to let the wild in you take over.

Leaping over a downed branch and bursting through some loose hanging leaves, he and the hunt companions were spread out, keeping theor future meal along a semi planned path.

The rush of blood, the burn of muscles strenuously working, deep breaths, it wasn't about the hunt or meal now. It was all about the exhilaration of it. The chase, the run, the sport. He didn't care if it got away at this point. The chase was all he craved now, not to hunt or kill, but to see if he would best his prey.

And the wolves and the man continue to run..

#ffxivwrite2021 #Prompt 15 #Thunderous #Syluss Koellian

[theshroudwolf]

Prompt 11: Preach to the Choir

Viarianne had asked her son to come to the village and show some of the young ones there some hunting and trapping methods. He only agreed on the stipulation that he was to join them seeming as another novice and them none the wiser.

To really sell the role, he was in a very crudely fashioned fur covering, which was honestly little more than a store bought rug haphazardly tied and sewn to be wearable. He was the eldest of the group but looked the most greenhorn.

He was so ready for this. He was paired with a youngster barely into his teens, who almost took the idea and application of hunting too far. He smells of musk but also heavily of mud and animal urine, trying a little too hard on masking his smell.

"A good hunt can be ruined if you smell too much like you." Syl nodded silently as the two continued along their way. The entire journey was filled with lots of wisdoms given freely and absolutely none that were asked for.

"The bait is important on what you're hunting-"

"Never use poisons if you intend on using the kill for meat-"

"Make sure you move slow and steady to not attract attention-"

"Checking for tracks and droppings can lead you to their territory-"

"Trapping snares can make a difficult prey target easy to take down-"

Syluss knew this and more but one of the most important things was being ignored or perhaps just not thought of.

"Silence is your friend." The woodsman stared through his young student and placed his hand over the young man's mouth. "Normal words give away your position and can negate any tracking cause if someone was after me to be made into food and they were yammering on, I would know to get out of the area quick. No amount of snares, tracking or camouflage can help... when your target can hear you."

The boy looked almost insulted as he was led to believe he was the one showing the ropes, not having them shown to him. Syluss scratched a tree trunk in a very distinct way and made light clicks with his mouth. His ears twitched as what sounded like normal sounds of the woods was the only sound to return, but with a huff and a nod he stood upright. "There no hunt to be had here today. Let's get back."

Syl felt his arm grabbed and pulled back to look at his young companion. "You don't know that! We-we can still find something-" With a firm grasp he takes the boys arm from his and grabs his face covering his mouth.

"Of all the hunting skills and knowledge you have, learn to shut up. We know where no hunt is, and they know exactly where we are. I'll be sure to note this for your review." He releases his grip and starts back the way they came, the boy standing stupefied.

"You were the trainer."

Syl nods and gives a thumbs up as he moves out of sight. His younger companion dashes after him the way he went and found only the crude fur wrapping hanging on a tree. The cold steel of a hunting knife touches his throat as Syl gets the upper hand in no time at all. "Ambush hunting is also very effective when using decoys." He put the knife away and grabs the fur wrap before waving his student to follow.

#ffxivwrite2021 #Prompt 11 #Preaching to the choir #Syluss Koellian

[theshroudwolf]

#woodsman #shroudling #the shroud wolf #syluss koellian

[theshroudwolf]

The journey home seemed to take so much longer than the time taken to arrive in the Churning Mists. Once back down to land which was not floating high in the sky did travel gouch easier. Viarianne and Syluss, both injured, were slow to travel but once home, true healing could begin.

Stephan informed Syluss of one other matter that would need his attention, but not at all pressing. He needed to recover and heal, that to which Syluss nodded in complete agreement. He did ask one odd question before departing, to which Syluss gave an odd reply to.

"... Green?" Stephan took note and departed the Koellian home, and Syluss took haste to clean up and soak in a hot bath. He wanted to spend time with Destiney and Evelyn after everything but the immersion in the hot water eased him and he fell asleep in the tub. No small effort of Destiney to wake him and get him out and into bed where his wounds could be properly dressed. Once out and dried he found slumber again before he could be fully bandaged. Being a newly founded Dragoon and using powers associated with it was tiring. Plus having your ass kicked by a dragon is exhausting in of itself.

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A week went by, no word from Stephan, and despite him being helpful and on their side, he wasn't missed all too terribly. The events were still fresh and heavy on the mind. Viarianne was over this day, actually spending it properly introduced to Destiney and Evelyn and enjoying the company in a kinder environment. Syluss, doing what he does, turned a pair of roast fowl over a fire spit while slowly stirring a spicy chili sauce nearby. He didn't know how to cook many things but the things he did know, he cooked damn well.

"Smells good." A familiar voice draws attention as Stephan walks up a courier chocobo behind him with a crate in tow. "Sorry for unexpected visit, but I'd rather leave this with you as quick as I get it to you. What you do with it from here is your choice."

Syluss stands and greets the older man and moves to him eyeing the crate. "Hand me downs?" He doesn't sound thrilled to be receiving them and it corrected.

"Not entirely. I made appropriate changes as per your color preference and through... Ilvont's mention of your canine companions." The woodsman raises a brow and Stephan shrugs. "I was to discard of this but... With you showing the skill you did, it's for you to decide if you want to keep it or not." He looks at the food cooking and pats Syluss on his shoulder. "I'll leave you to your meal. Enjoy your night young man."

Syluss extends the offer for him to join them for dinner and the offer is politely declined. "You've dealt with us old Dragoon knights enough lately. I thank you and wish you well." Stephan takes the reigns of the chocobo and lifts himself atop, turning and departing with one final wave.

Syluss stares at the crate and drags it up to the yard, leaving it for later. Turning the birds over the fire was his focus in the moment, dipping a finger in the chili sauce before pinching a sprinkle more salt into it.

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Explain the crate was simple and he just didn't really care for the contents. He cracked it open to make sure nothing alive was in there and the thickly wrapped contents gave no evidence of it, so in the yard it stayed. But the nagging sense of curiosity was nagging at his mind and that night he opened the crate and uncovered the contents. A full set of armor, the metal tinted green, the gauntlets and boots resembling paws and claws a large wolf. Smirking at the armor set he pulls the helmet from the crate, a helmet which looks modeled directly after a dragons head in design. Setting it down and unloading it he looked it over and with a scratch of his jaw he sets it down and closes the crate, dragging it from the yard inside.

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Syluss was out of the house early the next day. He had left note that he was gathering fresh fruit and produce, with one stop before hand so he would be a hair late. The empty crate, save for a helmet, gave no illusions as to what the stop had something to do with.

Dressed in the armor, testing the fit and feel, Syluss stood a rotting log up a distance away and the heavy boot prints leaving their mark in the dirt as he made his path. Moving a good fifteen fulms away he eyed the log and drew the weapon, the stone still set within and eyed the target. Closing his eyes to gather himself, channeling energy around him, he opens his eyes, weapon aglow and crackling with electricity. Taking a deep breath he leaps up, high into the sky, higher than any normal person could and dives down fiercely into the stump, the force and energy channeled shatter the rotten wood into pulp. Exhaling slowly, the glow of the weapon diminishes and the residual levin dissipates. Eyeing the damage he huffs a breath and places the spear at his back and slides the gauntlets off.

Turning and gathering his things his extra chore done for the day. Some fresh fruit sounds extra good right now, and he doesn't want to keep the wife and daughter waiting too long.

#Syluss Koellian #Shroudling #Woodsman #Plot #Finale #The Shroud Dragoon

[theshroudwolf]

Syluss and Viarianne, wounded and without the supernatural strength that Ilvont has in his dragon form, stare at him defiantly as his claw raises to strike them down. Pushing himself up with sheer force of will he lifts the weapon and plunges it into Ilvont's abdomen just as his claw strike falls slamming Syluss into the ground. Screaming as she watches her son struck down, Viarianne musters as much of her strength as she can and with a ferocious wind blast is able to at least make a small distance between them. Here staff raised as the gale force shoves Ilvont back, she quickly turns and with her outstretched palm washes a healing light over Syluss. Bathed in the energy, his wounds slowly close and he stirs, groaning and coughing as the pain of the blow wracks his body.

Ilvont digs his legs into the ground and pushes back against the wind flow as it weakens by the second. Closing distance again Viarianne is forced to stop the healing and focus on the wind which despite the renewed force begins to die down as her strength wanes.

Falling to her hands and knees spent from the massive exertion feels Syluss grab her and lift her back to her feet. Watching as Ilvont approaches again, a terrible grin on his face he raises his claws again and wordlessly brings them down over the mother and son.

In what was thought to be their final moments a powerful wave of water flows from behind them and sweeps Ilvont away several fulms. Syluss and Viarianne surprised turn and look frantically for the source before Syluss looks up and sees Destiney riding a falcon overhead, her rapier and magic foci joined channeling the massive wave which saved their lives. Her face distorted with anger, Evelyn still in her arms, eyes wide and wet from tears clutching her mother and her stuffed wolf tightly.

Stephan hobbles over and helps Viarianne to her feet and motions for Syluss to join them and escape and regroup. Looking up at Destiney and Evelyn again he turns and looks at Ilvont roaring as he gets back to his feet and in a full run begins to push back through the water flow back their way.

Bloodied and hurt, he grips the weapon angrily and with a loud angry scream, electrical energy crackles around him and akin to a bolt of lightning he jets forward through the water blast and directly into Ilvont's chest. The force carries through and still flying forward, the dragon is lifted off his feet and through a pile of stone rubble and part of a downed tree. Syluss kicking off his chest leaps back about half the distance he traveled and holds the weapon wearily in his arms but still at the ready. Closing his eyes he aims to gather as much aether he can to keep his attacking momentum but doesn't find it.

In the distances, thunder echoes in the sky as it turns a deep blue crackling with electric energy. With a slow exhale Syluss feels a tingle race over his body.

"There..." Another thunder clap and his eyes open, electric charge runs through his body and weapon. Ilvont slow to stand roars out at the lone man before him, the wound on his chest deep and gushing blood. Struggling to find the strength to breath another breath attack he instead lurches forward again as fast as his limbs can drive him. Watching as Ilvont approaches, Syluss stands his ground and with a quick kneel he rises to the sky, levin crackling from his body at the pinnacle of jump, he remains at that point for only a second before crashing down, the force of a literal lightning bolt strikes with him as he dives into Ilvont, the force of his jump attack and the levin he carried with it leaves a crater at point of impact. Ilvont's right arm severed from the blast as well as his chest partially caved in, electrical burns about his body from the center of the attack. Syluss hanging onto the spear sticking out of Ilvont's chest using it to hold himself upright. Exhausted from his exertion as well as the pain from his various wounds, he refuses to drop to his knees. He looks at the unrecognizable face of the dragon which he knew was his father. He doesn't recognize him any more now that he had before.

"~Boy...~" Ilvont's words are pained and spoken through gurgled breaths. "~You did~"

"Shut up. For once... in your miserable life... just shut up." Syluss pulls the spear free and stands on his own strength, weak as that may be now. The sky crackling still with static as a cold wind begins to blow.

Syluss lifts the spear one last time against his foe, his father and plunges it into the dragons throat. With a sound and final push, the pained breathing of Ilvont fades, his body limp. Lifting the spear, he spots the Dragoon soul stone set within it. Running bloodied fingers over it, he nods once to himself.

Climbing down from the corpse, he let's the wind flow over him, the ache of his muscles and pain of his wounds seem to blow away with the wind. Viarianne walking with help from Destiney and Stephan, all approach but give a small distance except for Destiney and Evelyn who close the gap and embrace him tightly. Syluss winces at the pain, but the need for such an embrace outweighs the hurt.

"Thank you, you saved me. Saved us."

Stephan leaves Viarianne to go ready the falcon porter to escort them out of here. Syluss looks up at Viarianne and Stephan. "Sir, thank you." Stephan looks at Syluss and wordlessly nods moving to the falcon as Viarianne, using her staff, limps over.

"Mom, this Destiney and Evelyn." She smiles and nods casually mentioning how they already met.

"This is my mom, Viarianne. She's going to coming around more. And we, to visit as well. One hell of a way to bring family together."

#shroudling #Woodsman #Syluss Koellian #Plot #The Shroud Dragoon #A Cold Wind #Spotify

[theshroudwolf]

The clash between dragons rages on, Ilvont's violence knows no end. The cold stone ruins painted red with blood as the dragon falls, a lifeless corpse. Ilvont roars put gleefully as even in his self proclaimed horrible form boasts of grand newfound power. Wounds on his ribs, shoulder, and chest weeping blood fueling his bloodlust.

Syluss lays unconscious not far away, the sun setting over the horizon bathing the floating landmass in dusk. Blood pooling under his face from a wound on his head slowly closes and heals. A soft healing light flows over him and through a quick shake, his eyes flutter open and he suddenly pushes himself up out of the blood pool. Half his face painted red as he looks up at Viarianne stands over him, channeling healing energy into him. It's quick and stopped the worst of his wounds, but he is far from top form. "Mom, what ha- where?" The stomping of heavy steps approaching and the daze melts away he gets to his feet and shuffles towards the dropped weapon and holds it up at the ready again, energy rippling through it again.

"Ilvont has delved into madness and whatever sanity he had has left him. He needs to be stopped but I fear we may not be enough."

Syluss, not being bothered to wipe the blood from his face shakes his head. "He took you, and he took my daughter. I can't forgive and I will end this-"

Viarianne grabs his shoulder. "You sound like him. Never stopping, you have to do whatever you think is right even if it's unwise or for the worst. Be better than him."

"~My dear Viarianne, do I hear you admit your son is akin to his dear father? How touching, a lovely reunion.~" Ilvont approaches slowly and growls at the Duskwights.

Viarianne raises her staff and a strong wall of wind forms between the two and the dragon. "You were a donor, nothing more. You preyed on my desires and from that mistake came a great man." The wall of wind shakes as Ilvont roars at the two.

"~You need to convince yourself of these things to justify standing against me. And this is why I have thrived and you hid away in your forest.~"

Licking a droplet of blood from his lip, Syluss takes a quick breath and with a dash forward, pierces the wind wall and lands at Ilvont's feet adding to his wounds with a swipe across Ilvont's knees, flaying the scales and skin bringing pained roars out as his claws aim to counter only to be met with the same knife which entered his ribs, pierce through his palm. The force throws Syluss to his knees but his attack has no follow through and with wounded knees and a knife in his palm he staggers back. The wind wall concentrates into a focused stream and pushes Ilvont back further. Moving to his feet Syluss sprints at the dragon looking to capitalize on the advantage and with a daring leap, he gains height he has only seen by other dragoons and with rapid descent further injuring the dragons wounded arm. Leaping back his evasion comes a hair too late as a sudden dragon breath wave tears across the field and blasts across Syluss mid-air and sends him tumbling across the ground again. Groaning and struggling to his hands and knees he gathers himself.

Viarianne starts to dash to his side, but Ilvont pushes to his feet, hobbled but still mobile and takes to the air and targets the woman to crush her. Using another concentrated wind blast she sends herself back quickly, narrowly avoiding the descending dragon. Turning on her heel she hides behind a stone wall as Ilvont tail slaps the stone wall down, rubble sent flying.

"~You made me your foe, think of that in your last moments.~" Ilvont breaths in heavily, ready to breath out and seal Viarianne's fate. Struggling to uncover herself from the rubble, she desperately tries to escape before fear overcomes her staring up at the terrible sight before her. Closing her eyes ready to accept what comes the heat from the breath rains down, but only the heat as the energetic breath attack is deflected around her and Syluss as he channels his own aether into the weapon using it to counter the attack. The breath attack continues to flow out much to Ilvont's pained straining, but he persists feeling his victory nigh.

Syluss struggling to maintain the defense, the heat and energy pressing down drives him to desperation himself. Pouring all he can muster out in a counter attack, a wave of energy rips forth from his hands through the weapon and in a bright explosion Syluss, Viarianne and Ilvont are all thrown back from the focal point. Syluss slumps to knees, only remaining upright by the spear sticking out of the ground. Viarianne scurries to him to try and help him up as Ilvont screams in rage and claws himself up and advances again.

"~I've toyed with you enough.~" No breath attack, no leaping. He raises his unwounded arm, claws out and stares down at his victims. "~My disappointment dies with you.~"

#woodsman #shroudling #syluss koellian #Plot #The Shroud Dragoon