Thread: A Fairy's Tale

Lox's temper was flaring with the continued resistance of the forest and it's inhabitants, which meant that the flames flickering around his hands began to burn hotter and swirl almost lazily about his form casting an ominous red orange glow across the darkened woods. He had been attacked three more times by various predators and even creatures that had no right attacking anything, and while twice he drove the things away with vicious mental images of death and destruction the bear that lumbered out from behind a tree dangerously close was consumed by mage fire. Unlike normal cast fire, mage fire took on a distinct color inherent with it's user, and this unearthly blaze held a dark purple hue even as it turned the creature to ash and roared through the tree behind it until a column of flame burned upwards into the sky before vanishing. He was tired and extremely agitated being attacked by random stupid predators but even more ignorant elk and large deer charging with their antlers lowered to skewer him. And as he continued to progress even the plants snagged his feet and arms before the flames dancing around him turned purple and indiscriminately burned anything within a foot of his body. Lox was moments away from utterly and totally destroying this land with a spell of such dire consequences that it would sulfur the very earth and turn this lush green forest into a barren waste land until he stopped and glared at a root clinging to his left ankle. Everything burned within a foot of his body, and yet everything grew at such a startling rate that the moment the plant was turned to ash new shoots of growth sprang up and tried to entangle his body. He had gotten so angry that he had pulled his senses back into his own body and was no longer truly looking for the very thing he had come for, and this rampant growth was a sure sign that the fairy was extremely close by. Lox very nearly let loose a wave of flame that would have destroyed every thing within a mile radius of him out of rage alone, and yet he calmed himself enough to not only forget the spell already forming in his mind and even sever the link of magic that allowed the flames to come so easily to his hands. Without the barrier of fire burning away the growth his legs were soon totally entangled with creeping vines making their way up his body as his mind pushed outwards and searched for the fairy. Even though the text stated these creatures could make themselves shrink to a size impossible to hide, they couldn't hide their thoughts or just how intelligent they were from the other animals and plants around the area, and he found the mind long before he pinpointed exactly where the tiny creature had hidden herself. Just by brushing her thoughts he snarled at the gall this fairy had thinking she could defend herself in the least. Once he found her mind his own thoughts began tightening over her mind like a vice grip as he looked up directly to the spot where she was hiding and began to forcefully pull her out of the tree with magic wrapping about her delicate frame. The thoughts that filled her head were more terrible than the way he incinerated the creatures that had tried to attack him, and he let her know in fully that he had come for her and what he would do if she resisted him any further. Lox made her watch a memory of his past and the devastation that lay before her eyes would be enough to make even a cold human cringe. Before him stood a valley where fire blazed everywhere with rage and hatred so deep it was reflected in one horrifying spell that he had created for the sole purpose of destruction. The sky was twisting with dark clouds and lightning cascading throughout the valley, and at the center of the storm a column of flame swirled down in a tornado that came down on a huge estate that dominated a hill. For the briefest of moments he could see the spells and wards trying without success to hold against what he had summoned, before flickering and vanishing under the maelstrom of fire to leave nothing behind. Slowly the tornado vanished and though the valley burned on it's own Lox set fire to everything else until nothing remained before turning away. Lox only glared at her with a portion of the hate he had felt in that memory, and yet he promised her even as the creeping vines curled around his shoulders that she could either stop, or this forest would turn into the same inferno she had seen with her own eyes.