Recess Thread (Ssinith D'Illil-Devir)

[Ssinith DIllil]

During the time of him taking sanctuary after the treachery of his so-called "guide", Ssinith made peace with the surface Adhiel and the stray Panites who were talking about a counter-attack. With his tactical mind, and seeing the moral of the Oneist troops with his own eyes, he knew fear was going to be their greatest advantage. Unfortunately, he needed to get back to Fort Dusk to have the talks between the Adhiel of Pan's Isle as well as Gulanadur. Thus, he set out and returned to Ft. Dusk with a couple of Panite ambassadors.

Upon telling his story about the Dryad, however, the commanders were wary of the potential threat that the Fae might cause with the strange Dark Adhiel who lived on the surface. Weighing out the options, they could not afford to start a two front war with the fae roaming the land, and asked that several females make a bargain with the Dryad. She can keep her curious lover alive on two conditions... that she keeps him sedated in her thrall so he is no longer a threat to anyone passing by, and that she released Ssinith of her thrall. At first she refused, but after being bribed with exotic and sweet mushroom treats which were found only in Gulanadur, she accepted if she got a yearly offering. She knew how valuable her ability to port people through her tree was.

Of course, snapping the thrall caused Ssinith to go insane for several days, like pining after a lost, dead lover. His brother, Zurik, was called in to 'talk' some sense into him and ended up beating him half to death to bring him to his senses. After several days of stabilizing his energy and quelling his emotions through council and 'tough love' from his brother, he gained enough of a semblance of sanity to start serving the Queen again. Together with Zurik and his bodyguard, he was taught to fight with his fists as the Adhiel between the Gulanadur and Panite forces ironed out a plan. It would be a week later that the Merchants would strike a deal with the Gulanadur army. Between the plant life samples, and his studies, Ssinith came out with a formula potion known as "Daybreak"; a two part formula which glossed the eyes with a tint, preventing bright light to pass through the eyes. Of course, this could also be used as a sort of poison during nightfall, not allowing light to be as useful.

Being forced to rest the night before the battle, he was charged with leading a small magical unit which would be at the center of the infantry forces to attack foes from a distance. He had one long philosophical and theological talk with his brother, as well as the Panites who were sitting around the campfire. In a final act of love between brothers, they both prayed for the blessing of Molten before dawn.

Because of their surprise night attacks through this time, as well as the Gulanadurians being rendered blind without their special glasses, They would attack at the least expected hour... high noon.

Fatigue was set in on the Oneists between rotating watches from the attacks, and with the initial attack of the magical forces using their energy to cause all of the campfires to explode, the resting soldiers were attacked first and their tents put aflame. Though greatly outnumbered, the tactic pressed the advantage on the Gulanadur forces who waited for the attention to be drawn solely on them so that the Mouthie forces could catch the Oneists from behind.

Sadly, this tactic lost some effectiveness on the account that there were more Oneists at this camp than previously anticipated. Apparently, the night before, several of the smaller camps took station to the main holding and could hold their own with divided forces. A tactical retreat was suggested by Ssinith, since the sun was now setting in the west to retreat towards the sun in order to keep the light in the eyes of the enemy while merging forces with the Mouthies. This would normally be a bad idea, since it was facing the coast and their army would be surrounded, but if the Mouthies could get their boats to that part of the coast in time, their cannons would tear the Oneist armies asunder. Not to mention the fact that the mages could use the water energy there for attack.

As a disciple of Molten, however, he would not use the latter tactic out of respect for his fiery god. No, once arriving on the beach, he ordered the mages to start charging the heat energies which were surrounding the tired armies and aim them all to the sand. The infantry formed a line at the bottom of the hill, readying their weapons as the charge would come, and the mages focused the heat to turn the entire sandy hill into glass at their feet. Unfortunately, the plan did not give account the archers and the cannons on the hill. Though the majority of the footmen and cavalry were slaughtered, the ranged attackers still held ground... and the sandy hills were now too slippery to climb by foot. The two army units parted ways, the sun not giving much mercy to the ranged attackers for aim.

Then again, not much accuracy was needed for the cannons. The cannon users were getting smart and aiming at the glass to allow schrapnel flying in all directions. One blast actually landed on Zurick's unit, making him lose his arm and to become mortally wounded. Ssinith, not wanting to see his brother die here, carried him along the side while ducking down.

The latter half of Ssinith's plan actually came to fruition none too late as the ships from the Mouthies bombarded their attacks back to the ranged attackers of the Oneists. The day was won, but not without great loss. Ssinith was able to bring his brother back to Fort Dusk where he used his own energies to try and keep him alive. His prayers to Molten sealed his wounds from bloodloss, but his internal damage was too great from the glass shards from the blast. His brother's last request was to pass away in the Dryad's forest so that he might be around the beauty of the surface at nightfall.

Zurik D'Illil died in peace after defending his brother to the death.

Though no longer thralled to the Dryad, he still remained kind to her for all she had done. Alas, the price of the Imperials was to gain control of the Island after the war, and the locals were not happy. He was a disciple of Molten, though he had a respect for the Panites. Since he had to bury his brother, he would return to Gulanadur to petition the Temple of the Moonlady to find a place for them to be with Pan in peace. After all, the faithful always took care of their siblings.

With a sense of accomplishment, but at a heavy toll, he returns somberly to Gulanadur and the Great Temple of Molten for the mass funeral of the fallen. A hero he might have been, but a hero who had lost much.

The months following were spent to himself, as even his physical appearance had changed. The blast his brother saved him from left gash scars across the right side of his face and shaved several of his war braids from his head. As if his first hairstyle wasn't eccentric with his insane long hair, the left side barely reaches to his shoulder with his longer left side tied in a loose braid which wraps itself around his shoulders.

He has already petitioned the temple of the Moonlady on behalf of the Panites, but other than informing them of the situation, has not made any further measures to help them. Having it ingrained in his mind that the Dryad had used him for his own pleasures has left him slightly bitter to the sensual.

Having been made "Ssinith D'Illil-Devir", he has recognized his responsibility to the Queen and has made several speeches to raise the morale of Gulanadur... but because of his loss, has holed himself up in his room at the Acadamy in order to drown his sorrows in his studies. He hopes to graduate soon as well as study about the gate at the temple. His disposition has changed from the kind optimistic, to a more sober intellectual who has known the sting of magic.

After his graduation, he will visit Molten in the depths once more to offer his newfound strength and study as an offering.

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