The Guild: IC
A light haze of smoke cloaked the room the elderly man was sitting in. The meditative state held the uttermost focus, however looked unbelievably at peace at the same time. Alumortus was sitting in the center of this tranquil room. Several incense were littered around the room burning, thus explaining the haze of smoke laying over the room, he so peacefully meditated in.
Something in the gut of the old man, told him that new Hero's would surface very soon. Though this was a very common and familiar feeling. For Hero's showed themselves and took their leaves as they pleased or found necessary. On the contrast to the good, there was a feeling that was not so favorable.
Alumortus knew one of these days of this week, would be one of those days where Zypher showed back up. Alumortus tried not to be bias but sometimes it proved rather difficult. He saw the potential in the boy, but also the danger. A danger that he never wanted his children, his hero's to face.
(I'm just making this initial post with Alumortus to give people an idea on where he is to interact with. So people do not have to ask me, “where is the Guildmaster.” However it is not necessary that people do interact with him, meaning people can operate out of the guild for years, before they get direct orders from him or even interact with him.)
The wretched screams echoed throughout the surrounding area as Zypher moved in almost a hypnotizing fashion. A utterly weak but still visible smile was etched into his expression as he sundered the yoma' before him. “You all must learn, the path of a Yoma, ends with a claymore.” Was uttered from Zyphers lips soon after he de-limbed a Yoma and held his massive claymore against its neck. “PLEASE SHOW MERCY! I WAS ONLY GOING TO TORTURE THE HUMANS OF THIS VILLAGE! I PROMISE!!!!” Tears rolled down the eyes of the Yoma, however no mercy was shown. “It sickens me, how swift you fiends are to beg for a life. You so un-righteously posses!” As he finished his sentence, he beheaded the foe.
Swinging his sword to remove the blue blood that was a yoma's. He sheaths the massive claymore behind his back. His armor clanked and shook as he walked near the exit of the village. As he took his leave, the residents of the town exited from hiding. However not to cheer in the name of Zypher and his good deeds. All of them stood in utter fear, as they watched Zypher leave.
Before he could fully take his leave, a man obviously the one in charge of the village or city stepped in front of Zyphers path. “Now do us a favor claymore. Keep on walking. And don't come-” Before the man could keep speaking, Zypher cut him off. “Yea, yea, I know the drill. Stay away unless the yoma come out to play. I know the routine, I get it in every town I go though.” The mans fear quickly turned into aggression. “Good, or the consequences will be dire. The protection of The Guild doesn't stretch for you out here.” Standing next to the leader or mayor he chuckled and stopped. “I would seriously doubt, if you cannot handle a few yoma. That you can have even the slightest chance of slaying me.” It was obvious when Zypher stopped walking, the man who was talking down to him almost released his bowels in fear. Chuckling at the mans ignorance, Zypher kept on walking towards The Guild.
Walking down a path in a rather lush forest. Zypher knew this trail rather well, due to the fact it was one of the less favored trails or less traveled paths within this forest. More importantly Zypher knew this trail would eventually take him to The Guild itself.
Ruby was in the gym of the guild, working a circuit that had her running a treadmill, doing inclined sit-ups, mountain climbers, push-ups, and jabbing and kicking a large punching bag. She was dressed to work out and had her red hair pulled back in a ponytail, weighted gloves on her hands and ankle weights as well. There was a light sheen of sweat on her, her blue eyes darting around during one set to look to the equipment she would use for the next. Breathing heavily and having completed 5 sets on each, she stopped, doing jumping jacks slower and slower to get her heart rate down until she was under 100 bpm. Her endurance let her last quite a long time, but she knew she still wasn’t as strong as she wanted to be. She hadn’t been at the guild long and had yet to meet some of the members, though the guildmaster had offered her a mission. She had declined, feeling woefully unprepared to handle anything by herself currently, but he hadn’t seemed upset. She just said she would rather be over than underprepared. Plopping down on a mat in the gym, she started stretching, just wasting time until she felt like actually going and taking a shower.
The Evil Hero thus was his title at the guild. Forever hared due to his past and being just downright almost satanic when it came to the other Evils. At times even they too were scared of Hisagi.
However being at the guild resent was all that was left. Most heroes too arrogant to even gauge another's strength, otherwise they might nit have been so unforgiving to the kitsune lord. Alas though it couldn't be helped as Hisagi looked onward at the courtyard to the walls beyond the guild. His gaze fixated to the outside world beyond the guild he so hated but was bound to by the guild master. As he looked onward still a sudden cold draft nipped at the back of his neck, "Seems the winds have changed. Perhaps an omen..."
The kitsune remained out on the balcony looking over the grounds.
Another burst of bright blue flames was sent towards Marianna just outside the the guild, and she easily dodged it, avoiding the nasty burn it would have caused if it did land.
"Be a bit more careful Evani, that wouldn't have felt too great if it wasn't so easy to dodge. You're focusing too hard, and the frustration is fueling how much energy you put into it," Marianna explained to his sister for about the twentieth time. It seemed like she would never get it. But even though they'd been training for quite a bit, and hadn't made any progress, Marianna still had a calm kind smile on her lips. It was better than doing nothing.
"Sorry...It's just a lot harder than you let on!" Evangeline sighed, crossing her arms over her chest. She let out a huff of breath and shook her hair out, ignoring her sister's words once again. The frustration she felt was evident by her behavior as she tried to figure out what she might be doing wrong. Going over the process, she didn't think she had done anything she shouldn't have. But then again...She never got it right. "This stupid...I don't even know why I decided to try." Evangeline huffed.
Marianna shook her head before sauntering over to her sister. "You keep trying to use physical force instead of mental power. It's all just in your head." Marianna raised a hand, a small blue flame sparking up into it effortlessly. She letit grow inside before dwindling down and puffing up once again. "You have to let yourself think how the flame might." The flame in her hand exstinguished before she went back to where she had previously stood. "Let's just try it again."
-In the Forest.
The deer raised its head warily from the stream, while it hadn't heard anything, it's keen senses detected that something wasn't quite right. It's uneasiness was amplified by the fact that it had been separated from it's herd for a few hours, it was completely alone, or so it thought. Suddenly something burst from the undergrowth, the deer started running immediately, a dark shape gave chase. The deer fled as fast as it's legs could take it, whatever it was that was chasing it, it wasn't of the forest, it smelled wrong, like blood and decay. As fast as the creature was, the deer was swifter still, it look as if the deer would escape this day, but then a another of the creatures burst from the trees in front of it. The deer, startled, lost its footing and tripped, the last thing it saw was a twisted maw descending upon it.
The two creatures were soon joined by two more. They all fell upon the deer at once, tearing bloody chunks off of the carcass and devouring them. They were about 6 feet tall, but hunched over like apes, with gnarled skin the color of blood-stained ash. They had long muscular legs and arms, the latter ending in elongated fingers ending in razor sharp claws. The top half of their face looked almost human, with a defined forehead and eyes that gleamed with a vicious cunning, but the lower half of their face was pure canine, with a long snout and jaw filled with sharp teeth, perfect for tearing meat from the bone.
The creatures utterly devoured the deer, even the bones were crunched by their powerful jaws. Finally sated, the creatures, the demons, for that it what they were, returned to the clearing they had made their home, and settled down to digest their meal. Night had fallen when one of the demons awoke with a start to the shrill inhuman squealing of one of its fellows, which was suddenly silenced. It made its way over to the source of the noise and found one of it's brethren dead, pierced by arrows in the chest and throat. A few other of the demons had gathered at the source of the noise as well and were staring at their comrade hungrily. Before any of them could move to cannibalize their fallen kin, they head a slight whistle, followed by a thud, and one of the demons fell stone dead, an arrow through its spine. Two more meaty thuds, two more demons dead, and the one remaining felt fear for the time in it's wretched existence.
From behind the treeline, Tamlin grinned slightly. It had been all too easy to track the beasts back to their lair, he had just followed the trail of blood and trampled underbrush from what remained of the deer. He had known right away that he was dealing with demons, no creature of the forest left so little left of it's kills. Tamlin drew an arrow from his quiver and placed it to his bow. He took aim, and shot an arrow through the remaining demon's black heart, then watched as it crumpled to the ground.
Tamlin walked over to examine the corpses. Belial demons, this was disconcerting to the ranger. Most demons only occasionally strayed toward the borders of the forest. It's true that Belial demons were weak and unintelligent, but the fact that a pack of them had strayed this deep into the forest was deeply troubling. Tamlin knew that, as much as he hated to leave the forest, this needed to be reported to the guild.
"What say you, demon?" Necras asked the Hellspawn cowering at his feet. "What is your defense?" He kicked the demon away from him, preparing his wooden sword for the next strike. "I-I have none." The Demon responded, raising his arms to protect his face. Necras grinned. This job had been to easy. He put the sword back in its place and took out another cigarette, lighting it and throwing the other one away. He took out the metal rod he always kept on his back. Taking a step forward, Necras swung the rod, hitting the demon square in the face.
"And that was the last mission I did before retiring." Necras said, recounting his tale to some of the cleaners that stopped to take a break. "It was a great journey that I can only relive through some of the adventures that take place when some of The Guild Members are hired for a job." He said, looking at the ceiling with a grin on his face.
Still walking through the forest, on the very same trail he had been on for some time now. Zypher contemplated what surprises The Guild held for him this time around. Due to all of the new faces and old entering and exiting The Guild. You could never truly know what to expect, when visiting The Guild. Though he still enjoyed visiting the guild very much, despite how distant he seemed from others. It just wasn't often he converse or interacted with others due to their fear, or his anti-social attitude.
After a while longer of walking the forest came to an abrupt stop. Before Zypher stood a massive wall, the very same wall that surrounded The Guild itself. The only expression showing on the man, was an utterly faint smile. The same faint smile that always etched his face, even in the darkest depths of battle. Some found it unnerving and inhuman, while others knew it was because of him being a Claymore.
Claymores had their ups and downs, they could harness a demonic energy known as yoki or youki. Though as a cost he was constantly at a struggle to retain his humanity. His struggle to stay human and not awaken or turn into a yoma, was not seen on his expression for he hid it extremely well. Hell, many never even knew he was part demon but that was ever so rare.
Staring up at the top of the wall he contemplates for a moment. To go around to the gate, and get hassled by those protecting the wall/gate. Or as always jump the wall. Of course the wall stood very tall, in fact it towered over The Guild. Anywhere between eighty and a hundred feet tall, the wall stood. With a blink of his eyes they shifted from silver to a demonic yellow, his pupils also shifted making them look inhuman. Not like his eyes looked very human to begin with, due to being silver in color.
With just the smallest bit of yoki, Zypher granted himself enough strength to leap up onto the massive wall. He landed in a sort of crouch on the edge of the wall towards The Guild. For a moment, he sat and stared; watching The Guild and everyone inside it carrying about their business. He enjoyed how peaceful it looked, wishing he could spend more time here. Though he knew due to circumstances, The Guildmaster would be throwing another mission on his shoulders when seen.
Still perched upon the top of the wall surrounding The Guild, Zypher was deep in thought. Thinking of his last missions and the past in general. Also thinking of events to come along with several other things.........
Ruby finished stretching, getting done with her workout and ripping off the extra weights on her body. She tossed the gloves and ankle weights over towards the free weights, a satisfying thud echoing as they hit the wall. She smiled and left the gym happily, heading to her dorm room and jumping in the shower. She got out after a while, smelling of rosemary and sage shampoo, and got dressed. She blow dried her hair and walked out of her room. She walked down to the cafeteria and got an ice cream cone, humming to herself happily before walking outside and sitting on a bench in the shade just outside the front of the guild. Two girls were seemingly practicing and Ruby just watched with mild amusement, eyes glancing up to what she thought was a figure sitting on the huge wall around the building, but she wasn’t sure. It distracted her from the girls fighting though as she tilted her head and kept looking back and forth between the practice fight and the top of the wall.
Destiny stood behind the bar in the guild making drinks happily. Her white hair was pulled into a high ponytail with a gold bow. She had on gold jeans, white heeled boots that go up to her knees and a white cropped tank top with a gold necklace with a white and black dragon making the yin yang sign on it. She hummed to herself thinking about different things as she carried around atray delivering food and drinks.
Mika has been travelling the forest for 4 day now. She has been escaping her village, or what had been her village. One day she had gone out to get some berries and herbs for the medic room but when she got back her village had been raided and burned down. Afraid of who could of done this Mika ran back into the direction she had just come from without any food and water.
It has been 4 days now and she still isn't sure where she is heading. Panting for breath she leans against a tree. Exhausted, she closes her eyes. She opens her eyes one more time and in the darkness she see's a small light beaming from afar. Opening her eyes widely shec frantically gets up with the support of the tree. 'Come on Mika, a little more...you can do it...maybe you will find someone who will help you...
Following the trail with her head facing the ground, her eyes are half open. Continueing to walk something hits her head softly, looking up she see that she had bumped into a wall. Looking for the entrance she quickly walks to the front gate. Knocking on the gate door she yells out "Hello? Anyone here?"