22nd Gate - Nothing is Gained Without Risk

[peacockherald]

It had been nagging at Vanyel ever since that young Lady Luthor had brought up the issue of safety preparedness in case of attack. He could set up shields, but did anyone really have a way out of the Castle in case it was attacked? He had no idea if it had any sort of secret tunnels, and frankly he had no wish to go exploring for them either - not sure if he wanted to brave the places beneath the Castle. Besides, there was no guarantee of those tunnels existing or surviving an attack either, or if someone else had previous knowledge of them.

Well, he had a possible way out. His Gates. He knew they did not work if he tried to go home, but what if he tried to place people far beyond the Castle's sphere? Could he open one into the Dead Zone or further, back where that temple they had visited had been? Yes, magic went null there, but would that still be true if the source of the magic was from elsewhere? He was confident he could open it near the Zone, but further would be better in case of a full out assault, he thought.

Yfandes, of course, had her concerns, but he reminded her of their last experience getting out of a Castle at the last minute this way, and how he really had no wish to repeat it. She could only agree, and also knew she could not stop him if he had his mind to it. At least he had come out to the barn to attempt this, not wanting any of his magics to backlash across the people in the Castle proper, and he could avoid harming the horses by taking them all out to pasture.

With a secure barn, and no one else around to potentially get hurt, he began his work, reaching in, drawing on his power since he had no other real source to tap. He began fashioning the anchors, envisioning where he wanted the Gate to open. He could see it, bright and clear, was sending his Gate out to connect....

And was suddenly thrown back as the Gate refused to connect and snapped back like a snapped bowstring, not giving him time to re-channel the energy. Even if he had, it would have been a massive overload of his own channels, just like before... In the back of his mind, as he waited to hit the ground, he told himself he should have known this would happen, just like last time. But, he had hoped, after all his work, he had hoped...

He hit the ground, breath knocked from him and the pain blinding him. Frankly, he should have been used to this sort of pain by now, it had happened often enough, was burned into his mind from the first time it happened and the events that had immediately followed it. What that event had made him. Of course he would flash through this things as he tried to process the painful burning inside of him, but it was all to much. It was always to much when this happened.

His mind went dark to spare him, long before he realized the pain of having trouble catching his breath, the ache in the back of his head.

Outside, Yfandes began to rear and scream at the top of her lungs, not for the first time hating her equine form.].
 
ooc: Basically Vanyel is unconcious, so most of your interaction will be with Yfandes. If you can hear Mind Speech, she might try to talk to you, but otherwise she will just be a very, very pushy mare.

ooc-2: No more rescues ^^ I think it is safe to say he has been rescued, though if you are wondering what is happening Yfandes is happy to give an explanation still.

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[doublethefun]

[and there's a flash of blue magic in the air as a pony teleports into place. Looks like she was drawn by the (backfire) of magic.

After a couple of flaps and a hard landing, she looks between the rearing Yfandes and the unconscious Vanyel - and moves towards the human.]

What hath occurred?

[peacockherald]

_{[Yfandes calmed enough to come over to her Chosen, gently nudging him with her muzzle, glad that he was breathing, though it was obviously strained and pained. She knew why, but it wasn't worth explaining the intricacies right now.]}

:: He was attempting to make a Gate. It did not work and the magic snapped back at him. ::

[doublethefun]

A Gate. [welp. She'll ask later, but if they could've avoided this by asking her to teleport stuff...

Whatever. She turns back to Vanyel, tracing the flow of magic.] An overloading of magic, then?

[that does happen to foals sometimes. Calming them down helps, but they're usually conscious. So...her choices are either an attempt at siphoning off extra (non-pony) energy or chucking him into the clinic and hoping the humans can deal with it.]

[peacockherald]

:: Yes. It will cause a sickness in him - headaches, and right now extreme pain. That much magic will burn his channels, which are already raw when it comes to Gate magic. I told him not to... But that is not important. He might also have more physical injuries, as he was thrown back some ::

_{{Yfandes, ever the prudent one.]}

[doublethefun]

[okaaay. So the magic's not important?]

As for physical injuries, we can attempt mine type of healing magic or we can bring him back to the clinical in the castle.

[can't say she's tried healing magic on a human yet, but she'll give him the once-over anyway. He can't be injured that badly, right?]

[peacockherald]

:: They castle, I think. He needs medicines to reduce the pain, and he will need more later to deal with the headaches. However, if might not be a bad idea to check physical injuries before hand either.

Oh, sometimes I wish I had hands! I cannot carry him and I cannot dragon him in this condition!::

[doublethefun]

[well then. Chuck him at the clinic it is.

There's a glow of her horn and then Vanyel is levitated carefully into the air. Hands aren't necessary, it seems. She turns towards the castle, but then steps close for a quick nuzzle.]

Let us go.

[and off she goes at a restrained gallop. Keeping him as steady as possible is definitely at the forefront of her mind.]

[peacockherald]

<sub>[Yfandes follows, watching her Chosen with worry and care, her hooves chiming as she ran with Luna.]

:: I am going on ahead to try and alert the staff of his incoming presence. Please, hurry. ::

[She surged ahead, much faster than any normal horse should have been able to run, and even if she could not go inside the Castle, she could certainly make herself otherwise known.]</sub>

[doublethefun]

[there's some muttering about longer legs and a few impatient flaps, but she keeps her steady pace. Jostling would probably be worse in the long run.

Soon enough, she reaches the castle.]

[peacockherald]

_{[Yfandes is at the open door with someone from the clinic waiting.]}

:: I cannot go in. Will you please follow him?::

_{[She was simply to big and the Castle to awkward for her, and clearly that was distressing her as she jigged a bit in place.]}

[doublethefun]

[she pauses at the doorstep and gives her a quick once-over.]

Wherefore? I can get thee to the hallway outside the clinic, if the stairs are too narrow.

[she can't promise space inside the clinic, but the hallway is definitely big enough. Regardless of Yfandes' choice, she sweeps into the lobby and heads to the second floor, her charge floating ahead of her.]