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Mermay Day 11: Stowaway

Day 6: Tied to the Mast

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  In Imptula there were many legends of ghost ships, crewed by long dead sailors and cursed to sail eternally for some horrendous deed. One in particular though was much more based in fact.

Name: Juubilee Welsen

Age: 19-26 (timeline)

Race: Human (dwall)

Height: 5’11”-6'2" (timeline)

Juubilee is impulsive and speaks her mind, often to the annoyance of her companions when she acts first and contemplates the repercussions after. She joined the Efeldan military branch of mages as soon as she was old enough, and learned a lot despite her reputation taking a huge hit when she inadvertently blew up a shed. She’s good natured, and certainly means well, and has been working on curbing her enthusiasm to a less destructive level. She is a powerful fire mage, but has tried to keep the full extent of her abilities a secret. 

Is an Earthchild/Legend; magic trigger is intense joy. She spent her teen years learning as much as she could about magic, and is fairly competent with her powers. She just keeps getting better, and learning ever more about her limits. However, she is horrible at camouflaging her abilities from unfriendly eyes. 

Fears: Being hated by everyone. 

   Juubilee caught him as he fell, his face twisted in shock and pain. He was shivering and twitching uncontrollably. He tried to speak, but blood gushed from his mouth, choking. Juu cradled him as she lowered him to the ground, trying in vain to hold what was left of his insides inside. Skyler reached out and grabbed her shoulders, shaking his head, staring into her eyes, desperately trying to make her understand what he could not tell her. It's no use; I am dead. I love you. Live.                    

   She knew that was what he was trying to say. But she wasn't ready to accept it. "Nuh-uh, not now," she said, tearing her hoodie up over her head, trying to staunch the blood flow with it. But it wasn't just blood. The weapon had literally torn Skyler's abdomen apart, shredding his stomach, liver, kidneys, and any other organs in it's path like gossamer, then ripping huge chunks of them out with it. No healer, no magic, nothing, could save him.

   What a sucky way to die, he thought, time seeming to have slowed down to a crawl. At least I was able to protect her, and I'll die in her arms... guess that's all I really had the right to hope for...

   But, in death as in life, Skyler was fated to have his hopes smashed. He didn't die in the arms of the woman he loved. Instead he lay, weltering in his own gore, watching helplessly as she was beset by the undead and had to defend herself. He realized that the war was still going on, though he was no-longer part of it, and he was just another casualty, a fallen soldier dying like scores of his brethren. But he was happy. He was happy, because he didn't die for naught. He'd saved her. He'd saved Juu.

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