Hello again, and welcome to the second chapter of my little creation. Again, do review and help me give you readers a better reading experience. Let's go.
Gil was just resting up, His magika reserves were filling up slowly but surely and his stamina was getting back in his body. He would like to just stay like this for a while but found that other people were fighting against more of the weird beast he fought earlier. He hopped from tree to tree, thanking that the nightingale armor had his steps muffled. He saw how teenagers were fighting, and was surprised there wasn't a magic caster. He did see a few stunts of magic but there wasn't a buffer or a healer in their group.
They were fighting a giant bird and one of those scorpions. Their weapons were peculiar, he recalled a weapon prototype he researched. It implied using black powder to make a iron projectile be fired faster than arrows, and as such be more deadly. It could be a better version of that weapon. He took out his crossbow and loaded a dwarven fire bolt. He would give backup so it would be needed. He watched them fight and when the red capped one was got stuck and she was about to get impaled by the scorpion, he fired. The shot connected with the target swiftly and it exploded, taking off chunks of the body and leaving a hole where the bolt struck. He loaded again and fired it at the bird, this was harder due to lining up the shot with the flying thing, but it beign very big made things easier, so when he lined it up he fired and little bird went down.
He putted the crossbow away and decided on what to do now. He would show himself, after all he didn't knew where he was, a little help would be appreciated. So he got down from the tree and slowly started walking up to them. As soon as they noticed him they lifted up his weapons against them, the prices of beign edgy. He lifted up his arms in a way it made him not a threat and spoke.
"I only want to talk" He said as he prepared a calm spell just in case. The teenagers looked at him and the red capped one was the first to talk.
"You are the one who saved me, aren't you?" She said and he couldn't help but cringe a little at how squeaky she sounded, thankfully he wore his hood.
"Yes, you see I was traveling and as stupid as it sounds got l got lost, so I was hoping for direction to the next town" He wasn't exactly lying there. The hunters in question only looked at him funny, his accent and manner of speaking sounded like he was from the middle ages or something. Weiss answered him.
"You can follow us if you want, we are heading to beacon and I'm sure you can get better direction there" She said and watched where his face would be, he stopped to think for a second and agreed with them.
"Thank you milady, that would be very appreciated an-" She interrupted him, she wasn't the heir to the Schnee dust company for nothing.
"In one condition, I'm sure you would be wary of who you are letting follow you, so you must take that mask off." She said, her tone commanding. He sighed. Before the armor was a one-piece. That meant that to take off one part of the armor you needed to take off the whole armor. Thankfully, since the armor was pretty suspicious he modified it, and now the hood and mask were different pieces. He reached for the mask in his face and undid a few ties, then took it off.
He had everything a Nord would have. A face that screamed battle, and blue eyes. He couldn't be much older than they were. His hair couldn't be seen but was fairly long and blond. The thing was that even if his face was that of a warrior, there was something about it that also was somehow soothing. Like if he was there there wasn't anything to be afraid of anymore. His blue eyes made his way towards the hair and she felt her heart skip a beat.
"Would that be enough milady, or would you require me to take off my clothes as well?" He said in a playful manner, but the hair could not help but blush.
"No that would be enough. May I ask your name?" She said and Gil nodded.
"How rude of me, My name is Gil Rasgrimth." He said and waited for her to say her name.
"Mine is Weiss, Weiss Schnee." She said, the last part with a aura full of smugness.
"I am a traveler but lost my way. May I ask where we are located right now, lady Schnee." He said hoping to get a point on where he was. Weiss was screaming in her mind about someone finally showing respect, in her mind, Gil got a few points. Back to the story, the weapons were nothing he ever saw, and that meant he was in a place he didn't knew about. The black one answered this time.
"Right now we are in the emerald forest, and we are in vale right now. where are you form?" She said, very suspicious of him.
"I come all the way from Skyrim, Tamriel" He said and hoped he was not that far away form home. Today Serana cooked, and for a vampire she made a very good stew. He did not plan to miss it.
"Skyrim? Tamriel? Never heard of those buddy. If you lie it is only gonna get worse for you, you know?" The yellow one said. He could not help but sigh. They were not adults so not knowing many continents was expected of them. He was about to respond but felt stomps in the distance.
"I would love to continue arguing about whether or not I'm lying but we have some unexpected guests lady in yellow" He said and they all took battle positions. Now that he looked closer at their weapons he found them even weirder. The red one carried a Scythe of all things, He wanted to tell her how inconvenient carrying a Scythe to battle would be and how they are not made for battle but kept quiet. He could not say much himself as he was the one to kill bandits with a pickax.
"The name is Yang, by the way." The yellow one said.
"Ruby, yang's sister." She said and Gil wondered how if they looked nothing alike. Ruby, reading his mind added to it. "We have different mothers." She said and Gil nodded.
"I believe I already introduced my self" Weiss said.
"Blake" The one clad in Black said.
The steps were getting closer, so he interrupted the rest.
"Let's leave introductions for later. We have an enemy in front of us." He said and the others nodded.
From the behind the trees came 3 death stalkers. Seeing as they all had trouble with one he sighed and charged up a spell. Call to war, a altered version of the spell call to arms. It was basically the same but was an area spell that was stronger. Unlike the basic call to arms, targets affected with this spell will lose the feeling of danger and fear. Very useful in these kind of situations. He fired the spell at his feet and everyone felt the spell begin to take effect.
"What happened, I feel so... strong" Said Pyrrha as she looked at the Death stalkers again, this time she didn't felt any sense of fear towards the Grimm. She held up Miló and Akoúo̱ looked at her companions. They too felt the strength coming in and the fear fading away. The hunters took positions and started their attack. Unlike before, when they were very off sync, they fought as one. As if someone was giving them directions in their heads.
The Death stalkers died not long after their all out attack. The effects of the Call to war are also very different form the original call to arms. The user can 'command' all allies that have been affected by the spell. Of course this was limited to how skilled you are with illusion magic, the biggest he could reach was 13 max. Also where the spell ended 10 minutes, this one ends after the end of the battle. This due to, like the name says was made for large scale battles.
"]Well... that was something... you have something to do with this... don't you Gil?" Asked Pyrrha between gasps, trying to catch her breath. It wasn't that she was tired from the battle, it was just that it was as if the feeling had taken breath out of her lungs.
"Quite so. I'm sorry I had to do it without your consent, but stopping the battle to ask for permission for a Illusion spell isn't the best of ideas." He said as he looked at the forest again. "And I would recommend getting out of here before more of those... things come back." He pointed out and all of them nodded and made their way back to the cliff. The way back was much easier due to more than half of the forest beign dead. As they were getting to the cliff, they noticed this. They knew there was a battle and that a lot of Grimm were going that way, but they didn't knew exactly how many Grimm died there. They started climbing and noticed how Gil was hoping form rock to rock like he had been doing this his whole life. Noticing the stares he gave them a smug smile.
"I have climbed more mountains due to me wanting a shortcut than to actually do something on the mountain" He said, his tone sounded like he was proud about it. They just gave him a deadpan.
As they reached the top the first thing they was was Ozpin and Glynda. Were they greeting all the students?
"Congratulations on your initiation, but there are things that I must discuss with ... Alone" He said and Glynda guided the new students to leave the two alone.
After they all leaved Gil was the first one to speak
"How do you know my name, I believe I only told my name to the people I just arrived with." Ozpin nodded.
"I have cameras set up all over the forest. I must keep an eye at my students and make sure they do not get themselves killed, I just saw a lot of Grimm heading in one general way and could not help but wondered why so many Grimm were heading in that general direction."
"Grimm?" Ozpin kind of expected this. He more than anyone would know if there was someone like than in Remnant. He coming out of nowhere and making strange things didn't make one bit of sense. He was a firm believer of the theory of there beign multiple dimensions, the Multiverse if you will.
"Creatures of darkness, they have been in this world since the beginning of mankind, and in the past, almost drove mankind to extinction. Thankfully, after the discovery of dust, a resource capable of harnessing the powers of the elements, we were able to make a stand for humanity. That was a long time ago and here we are, training students to kill mankind's biggest enemy." He expected some kind of reaction form him but he only nodded in understanding.
"It reminds me of the college of Winterhold, a college form my land that teachs the many fields of magic to those that seek it and have the aptitude for it. Speaking of my land, you wouldn't know how to get there? I'm kind of lost and don't know where I am, I come from Skyrim, from the continent of Tamriel." He said and this fueled more Ozpin's theory of how he came to be.
"I'm afraid I do not know this land you speak of, I will see to it but for now do you have somewhere to stay?" He said and Gil shook his head. "May I offer you stay in my school? Since you are here you could join Beacon and study with the students here. Of course you do not need to, but we all should use every chance we get to get better, don't you think?" Gil beign Gil bought it and agreed to his offer. Until he found how to get home he could use the practice.
"I have to do something, you go on." He said and Ozpin started walking. Of course he had eyes everywhere so he didn't worry.
After he was out of sight, Gil reached within him and used on of his powers, Secret servant in this case. (I change how he works for making this more interesting." As he did so, a summon circle appeared on the ground and a Dremora appeared in it. He was Qlucunes, Gil's servant, but even if he was bounded to Gil with a bound spell, Gil didn't treat him like a slave, and more like a friend, something that from all of his Masters, he was the first one. He was who Gil dumped all of the extra stuff he gets in his adventurers, as Qlucunes had some sort of pocket dimension in which he could safe keep stuff.
"It's good that I can see you Qlucunes, I was afraid all connections to Skyrim would be cut off. I want you to tell Serana I'm going to be away, wouldn't want her worrying." He said and Qlucunes respectfully bowed.
"Of course Mas- er Gil" Gil smiled at him and he disappeared as fast as he appeared.
Well that was something, don't you think.
Until next time!