Burning Knowledge - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
3/8/476
Log
The blaze continues nearly unhammpered! Many beings try pouring buckets upon buckets upon it, but nearly zero change to the fire! It is all around the Acadamy, burning and licking at its sides. Mirana is standing there, a strange box in her hands, she is twisting knobs, pusing buttons, and out comes her Crusher carrying a pair of beings out.
Arimia steps into the Academy district and looks around. On seeing Mirana she scowls and makes sure she's standing a good distance away. She turns her eyes toward the fire and frowns thoughtfully. After a couple moments she shrugs and starts working on some fire mathemagic to try and control the blaze, knowing it'll be too large to simply put out that way, and that her skill with water math isn't good enough to do the job.
Tzerya walking up the blaze with a look of surprise, she notices the few being rescued by Mirana. Knowing she can't really carry anyone out, she takes a stand and begins using fire mathemagic herself, hoping to aid in controlling the blaze and silently wishing she was a bit better with water. Giving that extra umph she focuses harder on making the blaze a bit more controllable, barely noticing the raccoon.
"Mira!" called out a hooded... rather large figure running up to the gravid vixen, grimacing once she reaches her cousin, the wolfess looked at the fire, and the sacred machine coming out of the blaze. "How many are still inside? do you know?" Kiall'a asked, looking down to her cousin with a rather serious look. "It looks like we need dirt to go with that water, it's not enough."
Dio rapidly makes his way over to the Academy district soon after noticing the bellowing smoke, accompanied by the heat and crackle of burning materials. He eventually spots a familiar vixen and soon makes his way towards her. "'ello there lass," he comments, peering at the box. "Quite an interestin' toy ya got there. "When did the fire start, if ya know?" Focusing on the math he had been learning in his spare time, he concentrates some fire math in an attempt to lessen the fire.
Mirana continues to shuttle people out using her machine, a few coming out singed, "Arimia! Tzeyra! Dio! Kiall'a!" She calls out, then notices that they are collectively trying to draw down the fire. Their efforts give some effect, but the flames continue. At Kiall'a's suggestion she nods. The burning continues to lick at the sides of the acadamy! From inside some screaming can be heard, though the words are far, deep behind both fire and building.
Arimia gives up on her attempts to control the fire, knowing it would take a lot more than she has. She looks around, ear twitching but otherwise giving no indication she heard Mirana. She walks over to where people have buckets and grabs one. She strips off her cloak and dunks the entire thing into the bucket. Once it's off it's easy to see that her right arm has been replaced by a gleaming, metal facsimile. Once her cloak is soaked she picks it back up, pulls it on, takes a deep breath, and makes her way into the building.
Tzerya takes a calm breath as she stops ffighting the blaze and looking around for a moment, "The blaze is far more potent than it should be.". Her left ear drooping she takes a deep breath before walking by the buckets of water and drawing the liquid from it as she began using water math. Hoping it was enough to shield her from the blaze she followed in, not as concerned with the scream as she was extinguishing the source.
Dio continues trying to help tame the flames as best he can with fire math, but it would seem that it had little effect, even with the combined power of multiple gifted. "Odd," he comments, ceasing his fire magic and shrugging off his coat and handing it to Mira. "Suppose if they're doin' it..." He grabs a bucket of water and pours it over himself, wetting his fur but doing little to take away his stink. That would require perhaps a metric ton of various herbs and soaps. With the some fire magic, he attempts to stave off the flames and enter the building in an attempt to assist those within.
Mirana continues to work more on getting people out as everyone starts to make their way in! Those on the inside will see people screeming, running around, and Mira's Crusher walking in and out carrying one or two at a time. No evidence of what cause it here, but the door to the deep vaults is completely off its hinges!
Everyone is running into the fire... with various intelligent ideas. Only a couple of people actually remain outside. It made Kiall'a sigh softly as she stretched, growing, increasing in size before she moves sfrom wolf, to dragon, a bright silver in the sunlight, removing her outer clothing to show the equally shiny armor beneath.
Shaytalis rushes over hoping to assist somehow, seeing the flames raging from outside. Is there anything, immediately, that her understanding of math can do? Is there an individual in immediate danger? Are there people trying to get out, or trying to get in? She looks for a region to locally manage the flames.
Arimia continues deeper before stopping. She turns and waits, then stares at Dio. "You. Smelly. Air magic this smoke outside. Try to clear things up enough so that those who are able to run an' walk can get out." She then turns back to the door to the deep vaults and walks through it, a hand disappearing under her cloak, only to reappear with a dagger in it.
The vaults certainly caught Dio's interest, but there were more important things at stake! Lives take much higher priority over the building and what materials lay within. "EVERYONE," he shouts, trying to grab attention of those around him. "We're gettin' out of 'ere. Follow me." Taking Arimia's suggestion, he begins using air magic to blow the smoke out of the building, making it much easier to breathe and see the way out.
Tzerya sighs at the sight of the chaos and debates trying to help coordinate people out while lowering the flames near the door, though to no avail as she groans, "Hmm stronger in here than out there I bet.". Hearing the orders from the fox to lion, she nods letting those two handle the current chaos as she looks to the deep vaults, their door completely off. "I'll make sure no one is still down there that needs out!", she shouts through the chaos, trying to send a few people in the right direction of escape as the smoke clears.
As the smoke disipates and the fires die down, the inside becomes more managable. However, a sudden quake shakes the whole building as Arimia and Tzerya approch the door. People scramble, topple, flail over each other. Mira outside is knocked to her arse, as are a lot of the people applying buckets of water and dirt to the remaining fire. The deep vault has no lights at all down there, completely dark.
Arimia fishes about in her cloak and pulls out a stub of a candle. She holds it to a bit of fire then starts to move through the vault. It doesn't provide much light, but the assassin is used to darkness. The quake doesn't seem to bother the 'coon either, with her having assumed the one behind it is a powerful mage anyway, such things were to be expected.
Kialla moved into the Academy, bracing herself and stumbling a bit at the sudden tremors! making her grunt some as she climbed back to her feet. Catching a glimpse of the open doors below as Dio made his efforts in rescuing the remaining beings inside. She took her time trailing down after Arimia and Tzerya. Her weapons reamaining where they are at the moment. The 'coon lighting a candle certainly made her easy to follow, once the dragon got down that far...
