Weaponry & Elements (World Building Fantasy AU)

Gaius Jeremiah Padaquin

It was a nice and sunny, Tuesday afternoon and sweet Jeremiah laid on the grassy floor of their yard under a sturdy tree that gave him shade yet still letting some sunbeams pass through which is shunned upon his glowing skin. The tree had been blooming bright-red flowers this month and soon, it will start bearing some scrumptious Sol-fruit. The Sol-fruit has an orange color when unripe and a gleaming yellow color when ripe and ready. People usually prefer to eat the ripe type of Sol-fruit because it's sweet and chunky but Jeremiah likes to eat it unripe because he loves the sourness of the juice when it's still fresh.

The boy found himself drooling and daydreaming about eating his favorite fruit of the season. He is currently in a lazy mood since most of the members of his guild are out somewhere else doing something else. He has got nothing to do for the whole afternoon and he ironically spends his time to rot in their backyard, daydreaming who knows what.

Suddenly, he heard a loud rustling amongst the trees and some commotion of a creature in the forest which snapped him out of his daydreaming. The noise wasn't too far from his backyard but it was almost nearing the deep part of the forest which can be covered in several shrubs and thick trees. Nevertheless, Jeremiah bravely ventured through the wild flora to find out what's making the weird frantic noise amongst the thick canopy of the forest.

He summons his shield and uses its light source as a torchlight to guide him through the dim-litted path. As he went deeper through the woods, the noise got louder and it sounded like an animal in distress. He hurried through the path as he followed where the noise was coming from and finally, he saw what was making all those troubled sounds. It was a magnificently-white, stratus-pegasus, the rarest of its kind. These types of pegasus are naturally wild and are partially responsible for creating clouds with their wings that harness the moisture of the sky and turns it into cloud mists. They're usually found on nacreous-clouds in the stratosphere but this one seems to be lost and unfortunately, stuck in the forest's canopy with its wings tangled in the branches, exhaustedly hanging and trying to flap it free.

Jeremiah pities the horse, its frantic neighing continues to ring through his ears as he feels sympathy for the creature. He carefully walks towards the pegasus alerting its presence but it starts to panic profusely because it feels threatened by him. This only made Jeremiah want to free the poor creature quickly so he hastily climbed the bark of the tree to its branches to carefully untangle the twigs from the pegasus' wings. At last, the horse was free, but it fell to the ground quite harshly out of exhaustion and it seems like its wings might be a bit bruised from all the frantic movements.

Jeremiah jumped down the tree to approach the winged creature but to his dismay, the pegasus through a fit at him, aiming his hooves towards Jeremiah. He quickly blocked the attack with his shield as the horse continuously stomped its hooves at him with tremendous force. The shield grew brighter with each attack, shunning a sudden light at the panicked pegasus, stunning its vision making it unable to move. Jeremiah didn't mean to hurt the pegasus but it was the only way he could tend to its injury.

He took a closer look at the pegasus' wings and his guess was right, they were bruised, but not badly enough that it could stop the fella from flying home. Jeremiah took a herbal potion from his satchel (yes! he was carrying a satchel this whole time!) and poured it's liquids on the pegasus' wings with an adequate amount. The herbal potion he used was a level 2, healing concoction that treats minor physical injuries back to health. In a minute, the pegasus' wings had no bruises anymore and the winged-horse felt a feeling of relief all over it's body, washing away the feeling of exhaustion.

The pegasus jumps gleefully, flapping its wings in satisfaction, creating a mist cloud with each flap. It nudges its muzzle at Jeremiah as a thank you and bows its head at him, inviting his savior for a ride on its back. Jeremiah's wide eyes sparkle in excitement as he rides the pegasus and they take off to the sky in a flash. The pegasus did some gliding tricks here and there, through the air and they both rode to the sunset towards the nacreous clouds where all the other stratus-pegasus lives.

                         -The End-