Seraphi

I posted it a few days ago. Chain acts as a prehensile arm or grappling hook of sorts. Gem allows full control over more undead. Shard allows Caladbolg to upgrade to Caladburn, which can use it's energy thingy an infinite amount of times. And the feather allows flight.

I request to join the World Union of Uninterested Nations, for the luls. Australia continues being awesome and doing stuff. Prototype exoskeletons prove a success in training, and will now be upgraded to a full time project. Anti-salvage devices are beingput in place.

"Rocks fall, everyone dies." :P

Point taken, although Rocco's example doesn't really make sense.

Depends what you consider a weapon. If something is specifically designed to fire weapons which fire further weapons, I think it's a weapon. Australia has issued dawn guards with very early exoskeleton prototypes for field testing in the arctic.

Ares asks what is on the persons mind.

Ares writes that he would be very grateful for that. He also greatly suspects that the missing Nyseer were probably taken by that kingdom, judging by their crazy notions of education and their apparent xenophobia.

Ares writes that he doesn't really know. He wants to heal his wings for the time being, and then probably back to training. He also writes that he hopes to investigate that mess of a kingdom at a later date. He also asks for some advice about the equipment situation.

Ares writes down the events which transpired in the last few days.

Ares asks why his friends were so uncomfortable around him.

Ares writes that he can come back later, if the person wants. If he does, Ares goes into the forest outskirts and looks for something interesting.

Ares asks to come inside, then points towards some paper and a pencil/pen.

Ares arrives at the village, then goes back to the house of the person who taught him the language. He knocks on the door.

Bah, they've had five days now. Guess this is karma for throwing absurdly powerful monsters at people...

Ares heads back to the Nyseer village, and attempts to heal his wings on the way.

Ares swears at the gods and wanders around for a while.

Oh joy. Then I'm stuck here, since the bog would take weeks to manouver without flight. Ares screams to the heavens and curses the gods for forsaking him, before slumping on the ground and wondering what the hell to do next.

Wow, I'm pretty screwed. No equipment and an hour to get back to familiar ground. What the hell did I roll, like 5 ones? Ares starts the long flight homewards.

Ares uses geomancy to fling himself to the side. He then decides against heading north and starts heading back towards New Exile.

Ares checks if the person dropped anything. He then starts heading far north, avoiding roads and paths and sticking to forests.

Ares tells the person to calm down, while using dark energy focused on his palms to block the sword if the person should attack.

Ares stops to say hello.

(Back to square one then. god damnit.) Ares sighs again, and then heads off looking for something to kill to brighten his mood.

Ares attempts to follow it.

Ares sighs, before trying to scan a large radius for residual energy.