So. I have decided to create a Planeswalker. However, that gets crazy-powerful fast, so I'm also adopting Mr. Moon's restriction that they must acquire their creatures and such on-screen.
Emancipation Angel:
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Today marked the start of the fourth week of this battle. Drawn out, moreso than one might expect, to be sure, but both sides had great numbers, and this dense forest made it nearly impossible to find the enemy, other than by a small patrol out hunting running into a similar group from the other side...
Selia had been thoroughly sick of it well before the end of the first. She hadn't been supposed to fight. Oh, she had a sword, certainly, but it was only there in case she ended up attacked somehow... At least, that was what they'd told her. Supposedly, she was to be freeing those who did well from the fighting, and that was all. Except for, perhaps, returning the wounded to the healers.
In practice, she ended up replacing them. It had happened so often by now that she didn't even bother going back up anymore, just stayed down until someone called for patrols to form up...
Still. That didn't mean she wanted to be here. She just had a well-developed sense for when it was inevitable that something would happen, and she'd given up trying to fight that sort of thing.
Well. Mostly. There was a reason that she was currently sitting in the corner of her tent, watching the flickering light from the tiny brazier of coal in the center play over her sword, wondering if it would go through her as easily as it had through everything else she'd killed - and for that matter, if she would actually end up not fighting if it did. Plenty of her superiors disapproved of such things, after all; it was quite possible she'd just end up dumped down to the other side.
All of this was moot, of course. She'd tried already, when one of the other Angels assigned to this conflict had died, and she hadn't been able to - whether that was because of interference from those above her, or she just wasn't capable of it, she couldn't tell, though she suspected the former.
The sudden presence of a newcomer jarred her out of her reverie, and she examined her curiously, wondering how she'd managed to get this close to her without her realizing someone else was in her tent.
"You look... Tired," the short, white-haired, woman said softly after a moment, smiling gently at Selia. "Your job is to grant respite, but it seems you are to get none of your own? I can change that, if you like... All you need to do is take my hand."
Vana has acquired Emancipation Angel.
Adarkar Valkyrie:
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Karaia was, to say the least, concerned. Two weeks ago, another Angel had disappeared. Most thought she'd died, since Angels didn't, in most cases, stick around on the mortal plane, and she had had no steady patrol, meaning that asking everyone who she might have gone out with was nigh-impossible.
She, on the other hand, knew better. The lives of the relatively few Angels here were under her purview, as were those of all the humans in this particular area, and she would have known had Selia died. However, seeing as deaths were to be expected, but random disappearances were not, this information was not precisely comforting...
Still. At the moment, potentially important as it was, she didn't have time to worry about it any further. It was time to fight again...
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Karaia was not, precisely, flying. It would, in fact, be more accurate to say that she was hopping with wing-assist, seeing as she was primarily pushing off, then landing almost immediately on another branch. But still, it was effective at getting through the forest without putting herself at risk until she had someone to bring back, and kept her where she could see the field, so she wasn't going to complain...
As she examined the dying combatants below her, however, she was struck from behind, shattering her right wing, and sending her tumbling towards the muddy ground, which was suddenly starting to look much further away.
In her tumbling, she managed to see that, apparently, what had struck her was a massive spider, one that was fond of preying on things that strayed too far up, though further contemplation on the matter was interrupted by the fact that she was struck by several arrows as she fell, at least one of which hit a lung.
The impact drove whatever breath she had had left after that out of her, and probably broke several more bones, though mercifully, she couldn't feel that, or much of anything, for that matter, though she could tell it was cold...
A few moments later, she tilted her head back - at least, as much as she could, though her control over her body was spotty, at best -, as, having heard a series of squelching footsteps approaching her from behind, she was determined to at least see whatever killed her.
Oddly, though, the person coming up behind her was a short, white-haired, woman, and, more specifically, not someone she remembered seeing on the field before she fell, which ought to have been impossible.
"How ironic," the newcomer remarked quietly, kneeling down by Karaia, and gently lifting her head. "They gave you the ability to save any life but your own... Selia, take her, would you?"
Vana has acquired Ardarkar Valkyrie.
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