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Ithica
Apr 24, 2017 17:56:53 GMT
Post by The Muses on Apr 24, 2017 17:56:53 GMT
A Greek island located in the Ionian Sea, off the northeast coast of Kefalonia and to the west of continental Greece. 96 square kilometres but most importantly the home of Odysseus! Or it was... he's dead now. The island is rocky with patches of grass but a beautiful palace still remains at the top of the island. However, it is slightly rundown, and it is clear the line of Odysseus have deserted it for some reason...
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Ithica
Apr 28, 2017 17:03:00 GMT
Post by Child of Lightning on Apr 28, 2017 17:03:00 GMT
They sailed out on a rowboat. The captain of the ship had let them have one of his own, uneasy as he was to approach the island. So here they were, oving towards the island in one of the ship's rowboats. How were they going to get back? Who knew. As the boat made his slow way through the clear blue waters, Stelios at the oars, Prochorus finally had a little hope. They were running out of time, he could tell. The days were showing more strain on the elements. He reckoned they had a week and then full way among st the gods would erupt. But they were getting closer, he could feel it. And he'd do everything he could to speed it up.
He could fly and speed up his limbs with the wind. Imagine if he could control the boat with it? He moved to the front of the boat and concentrated, standing up. The others may look at him weirdly but he ignored them and just focused on the wind around him. He summoned it to him, and then willed it to collect behind the boat. He felt a sudden push and urged it forwards. He spread his arms out to either as the boat swayed, which helped him to make barriers out of the element on wither side, to keep the boat steady.
They surged forward as Prochorus turned red, heading straight for the island. The strain was immense, his head felt like it was going to burst. But he held on. The boat finally came flying towards the coastline of Odysseus' home. The hit the sand hard and Prochorus let go of the wind, toppling forward to the front of the boat. He looked up, his head pounding, at the others.
"You okay? Sorry of that was sudden." He hadn't even asked the if they were okay with it. He hadn't thought about their reactions. Now he hoped they'd be okay.
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Ithica
Apr 28, 2017 17:59:57 GMT
Post by Child of Lightning on Apr 28, 2017 17:59:57 GMT
(Bump)
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huntress
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Ithica
Apr 29, 2017 9:39:27 GMT
Post by huntress on Apr 29, 2017 9:39:27 GMT
Sophia stepped on the shore quite dizzy. The ship and now the boat made her a bit sea sick. She inhaled deeply and exhaled trying to calm her head and stomach. Then the girl turned to Prochorus and smiled weakly. "Nice trick there, Air-bender. Next time a bit warning would be appreciated. "
Sophia looked around and waited for the rest. "Once you're ready we should get moving as fast as possible to that palace because we are running out of time."
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Ithica
Apr 29, 2017 10:10:35 GMT
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Post by Iason, the Uniter on Apr 29, 2017 10:10:35 GMT
'Yeah,' Iason agreed. 'I reckon we only have a few hours until sundown. We need to get going,' he said, shouldering his bow.
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Ithica
Apr 29, 2017 10:21:44 GMT
Post by Child of Lightning on Apr 29, 2017 10:21:44 GMT
Prochorus nodded. "I'll leave my pack with the boat," he said, putting it down. "Mercenary, are you okay?" He asked Stelios, who was still in the boat.
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Ithica
Apr 29, 2017 10:24:52 GMT
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Post by Iason, the Uniter on Apr 29, 2017 10:24:52 GMT
'You sure? Our luck has been bad so far,' Iason pointed out.
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Ithica
Apr 29, 2017 10:55:00 GMT
Post by Child of Lightning on Apr 29, 2017 10:55:00 GMT
Prochorys shrugged. "Well, I have a bad feeling about this island." He paused, looking around feeling uneasy. "I just want to be careful."
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Ithica
Apr 29, 2017 12:01:32 GMT
Post by Hellenic Fireman on Apr 29, 2017 12:01:32 GMT
Stelios just grumbled at Prochorus' stupid and needless antics, he felt the boy was treating his wind powers like a child with a new toy. He couldn't possibly have mastery over them and could very well have killed them all. He stepped out of the boat with Aithon and walked along the shore with others.
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Ithica
Apr 29, 2017 12:04:45 GMT
Post by Child of Lightning on Apr 29, 2017 12:04:45 GMT
Prochorus noted that Stelios seemed a bit pissed; he obviously hadn't enjoyed his little display of power. That didn't really matter to him though; they had a deadline to keep and rowing was too slow at this point.
He started to trudging up the hill towards the palace, hoping the others were behind him.
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huntress
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Ithica
Apr 29, 2017 12:12:12 GMT
Post by huntress on Apr 29, 2017 12:12:12 GMT
Sophia walked fast after Prochorus and went past him quite annoyed that he kept leading everything. She turned her head back at him, saying, "Displaying leadership qualities again, I see."
The girl kept walking fast in front of the rest towards the palace.
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Ithica
Apr 29, 2017 12:15:06 GMT
Post by The Muses on Apr 29, 2017 12:15:06 GMT
Prochorus just shurgged, falling behind.
As the four demigods made their way up the hill and through the doors of the palace they began to hear the cry of noise. Shouting, laughing and the clash of plates and knives. Shadows started to flicker along the walls as torches lit up. The way ahead was clear as they made their way forward they ended up in a large courtyard, a broken table in its centre. A huge table, by the way. The shadows started to dance, laughing and ghosts appeared everywhere. Grotesque ghosts, with old wounds. It appears they had been slaughtered but now they were very alive. They laughed and ate, screaming with joy.
However, the moment they saw the demigods they all turned suddenly, glaring at them.
"Hello there!" One called, raising a cup. "My name is Antonous. What may you be doing in our fine hall?"
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Post by Child of Lightning on Apr 29, 2017 12:17:45 GMT
Prochorus turned to Sophia, waiting for her to answer. "These must be the men Nerseus mentioned."
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huntress
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Ithica
Apr 29, 2017 12:30:00 GMT
Post by huntress on Apr 29, 2017 12:30:00 GMT
Sophia looked at what she assumed were ghosts and shivers went down her spine. She glared at the feast table and thought of the prophecy again. Beware of freinds, beware of feast, meet family of those...she shook her head as the prophecy formed in her head and stared at the ghosts. "Good day, good sirs, me and my friends have travelled long distances to come and ask you some questions, if that's all right?"
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Ithica
Apr 29, 2017 12:40:13 GMT
Post by The Muses on Apr 29, 2017 12:40:13 GMT
Antinous raised an eyebrow. "So polite," he called to the others. "Usually they just barge in with their questions...," he raised his cup. "Demigods. Yes, we know. We can see you shining with divine power," he chuckled. "Ghost trick." He beckoned a hand. "Come, dine with us, have a seat, have some wine! Have some fish, of course, this is Greece! And you may ask your questions; we welcome all who want to stay in our old friend's palace."
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