AzureKnight

The Little Hamlet

@Mae, @scrawls, & @Theyra

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After a long while I posted. I do sincerely apologize. Work often leaves me with little energy and creative drive, but nonetheless I still don't want to hold you guys up and hope that you can forgive me for the delay.

The Little Hamlet

Saya Akaba

Interacting with: Boro the Bookkeeper @scrawls, Zrer Lakeilu @Theyra

Outside Hearth Public Library || Inquiring || Relaxed

"An accident, you say...?" Saya responded, rather intrigued. She knew that some of the ruins outside of town that laid deep within the surrounding forests were still largely unexplored, so it was possible that if he stumbled into one of them and got caught in some sort of trap or was exposed to a strange substance, it could've very well trigger his current condition.

"That's certainly is unfortunate..." She said. "I'd rather not think on how it would be if I were in that position. However, in order to help you, I think it'd be better if you elaborated further."

Walking up a bit to Zrer until she was quite close to his person, Saya pointed out her index and middle finger at the man. A tiny wisp of energy had formed at the tip of said fingers, about the size of a pebble, it glowed with a peculiar light. She then ran the wisp around his entire body, starting at the head and working her way down from there. Was there perhaps a reason to this invasion of the man's personal space?

"Right now, I'll start with identifying any abnormalities within your body that may being causing your ailment. While I do that, can you tell me where this occurred and what exactly were you doing at that time?"

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Skills in use

Detect - Reagents

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Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

@Hammerman @Silverstein @Rune_Alchemist

Lost Children

_______________________________________________ Difficulty: ⭐⭐ Reward: 2000G Assigned Reavers Leon, Renee, Lanus, Haaselle NPC(s): Rozemyne Inventory: None

Description A couple of the local folk are reporting that their children have gone missing in the underground waterways below Morgenröte. Enough time hasn’t actually passed for the police to conduct a missing person search, but due to the concern of strange creatures being known to appear the parents are insisting that something be done to find the kids as soon as possible. The police state that the creatures that have appeared usually aren’t that dangerous to the populace, attempting to calm the concerns of the folk, but it hasn’t done much to persuade them. Hence, Eon has been requested. A photo of the kids has been provided. Rana’s Notes "I admit, I myself have also played in that old waterway back when I was little. You’d think they take better care in placing prohibitions from allowing youngsters to play there in the first place. I’ve never run into anything too dangerous down there that I can recall. Then again, I could still use magic even back then, and I presume these kids can’t since it wasn’t mentioned in the report. So, I’d say we should attend to this one as soon as possible if we’ve the manpower to spare. Especially since the so-called authorities don’t wish to be of help…"

With Renee currently crippled from PTSD, Lanus had to step up the pace as he summoned his dryad spirit to weaken the swarming arachnids. Being purified from the inside, they easily fell to his Fae blade. Leon had begun to make short work of the horde of spiders as well, having entered a mode that boosted he capabilities thanks to the fell grimoire he had entered into a “contract of sorts with. Uninterested with the little critters, Haaselle shot a blast against the fallen fae, making a snide remark at his proclamations. Her aim was to assist Roze, who was currently deadlocked with their main foe. Unfortunately, she would find that her shot wouldn’t connect, as his large eight-legged summon had blocked the blast for him.

The beast was shaken, but it was certainly not out. It shot out a large net webbing that while covering a wide area, Hasselle and Leon had enough time to dodge or counter thanks to their capabilities. Lanus would have to stave off his attack to dodge as well, however, the corrupt spirit seemed to have made the gambit with purposeful intent. Following its cunning predatory instinct, it used the web netting to create an opening to make a charge at Renee, who was still reeling from her trauma. Even with their speed, it didn’t seem as though they would have enough time to protect her from the creature’s deadly maw. Nearly on her, its serrated jaws nearly reached Renee’s throat when…it suddenly stopped in its tracks. Having oddly stopped its advance, its last action was a pained screech before it dissipated into tiny wisps that scattered and disappeared into thin air.

The party turned to see that the fallen fae was bleeding out across his chest, along with his body beginning to freeze over. Standing a bit in front of him was Roze, who had cut him down with a blade of ice, it dripped with fetid black blood. It seemed that the Triad Witch had won the day.

”W-What have you…doneee…!” He said, speaking in pain, rugged breaths. His voice still sounded like a freakish static that was trying and failing to mimic a human’s voice. Roze did not reply to his question, answering with only a stoic silence. Parts of his body began to turn into a disgusting pus, with frozen chunks of his decayed flesh falling onto the ground. With the last of his strength, he held out a hand as he limped toward Roze with a final effort to rend her. Roze pointed out her index and middle finger, preparing to fire another icy bolt to finish him off. However, before she could, a golden arrow had pierced the rotted fae’s head. He fell completely silent and froze in place, with his body then fully disintegrating into ash.

”What?” Roze said, surprised by the blessed bolt. ”Who are you?”

As the party looked at where Roze was speaking, on a platform high above them stood another fae. Thankfully, she was utterly untainted, unlike their now deceased spider-loving friend. Before them was a fae woman with long and elegant hair. She wore an elaborate green dress complete with a cowl. She stood with a nearly perfected sniper stance, her beautiful bow still shimmering with the energy from the shot she fired. Lanus and Renee, and perhaps even Leon, would instantly recognize that her regal garb marked her as someone who was among the Fae Queen’s highest ranking defenders. More importantly, the party would see the two missing children standing close to her. They were safe!

”Finally took out that scoundrel! ” She said. ”I’ve been hunting him for days, it’s disgraceful that I’ve allowed him to get this far into the human city. But, excuse my manners, my name is Giselle Kostovii. I’m what you’d refer to as a deepwood sniper.”

”I see. Well, thanks for that.” She responded. Noticing Renee in her stupor, she quickly went over to where she was, placing her hands on her shoulders. ”Are you alright, Renee?” Roze said, her voice full of gentle concern. ”I saw you tense up, thankfully I was able to cut that lost soul down. Taking out the summoner also takes out the summon. Well, Giselle was the one to actually land the killing blow…” Roze then jumped up to where Giselle and the kids were with an aiding gust.

”I’m Rozemyne Levina. You know, I think Arteus mentioned you.” She said.

”Indeed, I came here to meet with him and learn more about Eon Tower. I meant to meet with you sooner.” Giselle said. ”However, chasing after our friend there took precedence.” She said, looking over at the ashen remains of their foe. ”I believe Arteus mentioned you as well, you’re been a part of the Tower for a while, correct? I suppose you came here hunting after that fallen fae as well?

”Ah, actually, we knew nothing about him. We actually came looking for these missing kids, we happened upon him totally by happenstance.”

”I see, well, what say we get the little ones home first, then talk later.”

With that, Roze picked up the young boy while Giselle picked up the little girl, and both jumped back down to where the party was. Giselle, upon looking at the rest of Roze’s party, glared at Lanus with wide-eyed ire. She looked as if she would throw the little girl into the air and attack him at a moment’s notice! Thankfully, she didn’t act on her visible anger, though Lanus would feel her dagger-like gaze on him the whole trek back to the surface. Meeting with the authorities, the parents of the children were present as well. The children had a tearful embrace with them, and both they and the law enforcement on the scene thanked the team of reavers. Giselle also explained that she had mopped up the rest of the arachnid nest within the sewer, so the locals wouldn’t have to worry about any eight-legged freaks prowling around looking for food.

With all said and done, the reavers were free to head back to the Tower, or roam around town for a little while and explore Morgenröte if they so wished. However the fae couple could make a decision, Giselle finally confronted Lanus, her furious expression meeting him dead in the eyes.

”Lanus Retily, you lecherous dastard!” She snapped. ”I shouldn’t be surprised that someone with Irvin’s shady character would bring you into his ranks! I should fire 20 bolts into that shameful behind of yours!

Roze shot a confused, if austere, look toward both of them. ”You two know each other?”

”Tragically.” She said. ”You’ve no idea what your nonsense had done to the queen’s image! All the unsavory rumors we had to quell, all the gossip we had to endure…”

”Umm, perhaps we could discuss what this is within the confines of the Tower. I’d…rather not draw unnecessary attention on the streets…” She turned to Leon for a moment, curious about something. :

”By the way, Leon, I meant to ask you what that strange ability you used back there was? I also saw runes glow up on your body; you were moving like a blur, almost like you were teleporting. Mainly, it felt like there was something…off about your mana.”

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@Polaris North @PaulHaynek @The Irish Tree

An Intriguing Escort

_______________________________________________ Difficulty: ⭐⭐ Reward: 4000G Assigned Reavers Shavis, Einer, Hector NPC(s): Ruecian Inventory: None

Description “Greetings and Salutations! My name is Imre Dorothea Molnar, a local noble in The Republic. I’m contacting the Eon Tower to request an escort for a business trip I’m going on today. My destination is a large trading village that’s not too far from town. However, due to the increasing reports of monster attacks that seem to be springing up as of late, I’d feel safer about traveling if I had an escort to see that my trek there goes safely. I’ve heard you recently defeated a powerful abomination and purified the area it contaminated, so I feel confident that you’re the right people for the job. I do hope to hear from you all soon! ” Rana’s Notes "Ah. Well, it seems that the previous mission I was involved with you on had garnered the Tower with some recognition. It’s probably good that someone affluent like this had taken notice, as they usually pay well for requests answered. If you’re wanting more funds, I’d definitely suggest taking this one. Of course, I can think of other reasons as to why Lanus perhaps would love to take this mission."

The reavers would, for the most part, find themselves not too much difficulty in dealing with their attackers. Although, Einer would find that they were a bit more well trained than the thieves they found outside the plant on his previous mission. Einer was on the receiving end of an axe strike, with it grazing his forehead and leaving a small scar. Thankfully, Hector took out his foe and rescued him in the process. The rifleman was making good use of his new weapon, compliments of a gritty old smithy. The assailant who’s arm he blew a hole in groaned in pain, but he was able to get back up and was able to conjure a magic-generated smokescreen from his good palm. Using it as a distraction, he was able to deck Hector in the face, sending him to the ground and knocking his rifle out of his hand. He attempted to jump on the downed noble, but Hector was fast enough to move out of the way. However, he was now disarmed and at a disadvantage. Although the man was still bleeding out and looked very pale, perhaps it wouldn’t be too hard to finish him off. The scimitar wielder was still writhing in pain from has his eye and sword arm torn up.

Meanwhile, Shavis’ gut blow connected with the spearman, however she would find out that the spear had been enchanted with wind magic, which sent her and the man flying back from each other’s attacks. The Shavis clone pouncing on the man with the red weapon would find herself being burned by the fire magic the weapon was able to generate. However, she was able to shock the man into paralysis and deliver a decisive strike nonetheless. Things went a bit differently with the man wielding the blue glowing weapon. In a fit of desperation, the man let loose a frosty blast in the hopes of blowing the clone back. However, instead he ended up freezing himself along with the clone. While he was now effectively finished, Shavis’ clone was now essentially useless. Both the real Shavis and the spearman quickly got back on their feet, but before the feline Belua could mount a counter the spearman was already on her with surprising speed. He attempted to pierce her through her abdomen to return the favor, but she was able to barely dodge thanks to her feral instincts. It left a sizable scar on her gut, but thanks to her biology it would only feel like a little sting.

The other three attackers that went after Hector and Einer were now closing in. One of them who wielded twinblades charged at him and began to swing at him, which Hector was able to dodge quickly enough. The other two, however, would find themselves being blown back by an azure blur. It was Ruecian, who was able to step in and assist them.

”Those were some fancy moves with that rifle of yours.” He said. ”But like I said, don’t take this fucks lightly!”

One of the men who were blown back by Rue’s ice blast had pulled out a talisman of sorts. Channeling his mana through it, he was able to call a summon from it. The creature generated was a large and sinister looking centipede monster. It hissed with a disgusting screech.

”Shit!” Rue spat. ”Mizuchi, come to me!” He said, calling forth his own summon to meet the monstrous spirit. They began to clash, their fighting causing the ground to rumble a bit.

The other downed brigand was beginning to pull out a weapon that looked like a gun, and began pointing it at Einer…

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@Enkryption

The Bad Boy Boars

Pigs of Culture _______________________________________________ Difficulty: ⭐ Reward: 1000G Assigned Reavers Scarlett, Lupina NPC(s): ”Xashan” Inventory: None

Description The west back alleyways of The Republic are known to the locals and law enforcement as being the stomping grounds of a certain group of renegade Belua gang. They usually engage in common thievery, strong-arming the locals into their hair-brained schemes, and being general nuisances to the public. The local authorities would usually have no trouble in dealing with them, but because they’re so many of them it’s hard to stamp out their presence entirely. The local authorities have asked for assistance from Eon specifically to deal with them. Of note, the Belua that make up this gang all have characteristics similar to those of wild boars. Brun hovered a bit over Rana, as she read and showed the report. ”Ms. Rana, in this part of the report, you as the organizer would leave your personal notes in this section. These can be helpful little tips given from your personal pool of knowledge or experience. Sometimes, this is also filled in by other members of the staff, but it would fall to you by default.” ”Oh? I see. I understand…” Rana’s Notes "I’ve heard of this gang of cronies a few times. I’ve never paid any attention to them, only seeing them as a bunch of idiots with too much freetime on their hands. I personally feel that they should just take up jobs as construction workers or delivery men, just something that would make use of their brawny qualities as a means of contributing to society. Also, it’s obvious that the local authorities have more interests in other cases and are just dumping this on us so that they don’t have to deal with it. Hmph! After all, it’s not like the Association would entertain such nonsense! "

Xashan since the malice behind Scarlett’s and Lupina’s attacks, they meant to kill! Xashan, mentally groaning, prepared to stop them as such force wasn’t necessary for this kind of assignment. However, before he could do anything, he sensed a strange presence taking hold of both women. He didn’t know what to make of it, but it seemed to feel the same about the situation as Xashan did. In an instant, both of the girls fell unconscious, hitting the ground with their summons disappearing before they could make contact with the ruffians.

Xashan looked at both girls, not sure what to make of the situation. Looking back at the gang members, they all had terrified looks on their faces, some even had large darken stains on their crotches. They all began to run away screaming, which caused Xashan to sign for a bit. With his sand magic, Xashan nabbed them all up, slamming them into the concrete until they too, passed out. Walking over to the two gals, he put them over his back while he carried the brutes using his sand.

”Just another day in the life…” He calmly said. Making his way to the police station, he handed over the captured goons and took the payment as posted, ignoring any questions in regards to the two women he was carrying. Exiting the precinct, he sighed again as he looked in the direction of the tower. ”Pity, it would’ve been nice to take you gals out, but I don’t exactly look right bringing two unconscious girls into an eatery. Not that yer even conscious to tell me what you’d want…”

With that, he began to walk back in the direction of Eon. ”Guess I’ll just head back to base. I’m sure Bell will cook us something better anyway.”

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@Frozen0Titan

Naomi’s enthusiasm began to die down a bit at Damian’s response. O-Oh… No, that makes sense.”” Her eyes lit up a bit as Damian gestured in the direction of her office, offering to compare notes. ”Ah, yes, of course!”

”Makara usually have a month-long period of development between mating and laying eggs.This can vary based on environment and the type of mana they’re exposed to during that time. After that, they usually lay 20-30 eggs that usually incubate for three months. Of course, this is all basic knowledge.” Naomi went out without pause in her discussions, as she always did. Eventually, after walking for a bit, they reached her office door. She opened it up, where Damian would see the inside filled with numerous shelves of books and test equipment. Over in a small corner of a room, he would see a Makara egg being incubating in a special lab tank. It was about ¼ filled with water, and one could tell the humidity was turned up as well. It was also surrounded by swampish foliage.

”I’ve done my best to mimic the typical ecosystem in which these eggs are laid. Eh, however…” She hesitated. ”The part I’m having trouble with is regulating how much mana should be channeled through the tank…”

She gestured toward a peculiar machine that was connected to the tank. An interesting piece of equipment known as a mana generator. Power by alchemic reactions, it was magitech that provided mana created as a byproduct to any apparatus that required it. ”What makes magical beasts so fascinating and tedious to study is how magic is so integrated into their genetics. These particular species are natural lightning elementalists, a quality they are born with. They gain this ability by the mana that flows into the egg during incubation, provided in part by their parents. How much is needed is determined by various factors, and if they don’t get the right amount they may be born with different complications. It may not even hatch at all.”

She looked worriedly at the egg. ”As a researcher, I’d of course like to be able to ensure that the egg hatches with no issues. If not for the sake of my own well-being…” She said the latter part of her sentence under her breath.

”Do you perhaps…have any suggestions?”

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

_{@Rune_Alchemist@Click This}

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Havershel Estate

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Lucrecia was pleased that Polina had agreed to her suggestion on getting information out of Havershel, albeit a bit reluctantly. Honestly, Lucrecia couldn't blame her, she wasn't necessarily fond of his ilk either. Although, her true feelings of hate were reserved for another certain disgraced noble.

Lucrecia turned to Lady Livia at her inquiry. As she looked in the corner, the two church officials were no longer present, having gone off somewhere. "...." Lucrecia tried to hide her discomfort. Their absence didn't bode well for the plan she had made with Myrilla, she immediately concluded that the two officials had begun their own mechanizations for taking the relic out of Havershel's hands. It seemed that a monkey wrench was being thrown at her at every given turn...

"I not not, Signora, but it's possible that they were summoned elsewhere. If I had to guess, they may been planning something against the head of the house." At that moment, a realization came to Lucrecia: the maid from earlier! Perhaps when she and Polina turned them down, they went over to the church officials instead. It was admittedly a bit over presumptuous, but anything's possible.

"Er...well, there was this servant who approached Polina and I earlier, stating that Havershel's wife, the lady of the house, wanted to meet with us about something..."

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Terauchi Temple: _{@PaulHaynek @The Irish Tree @Hammerman @Restalaan @Crowvette @Nakushita @Rezod92 @Enkryption}

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Pre-emptive Strike

"Hinami!!" Atsuha called out to her sister, who had been bludgeoned by the Varjan warrior Losia's shield, having been sent flying back several feet. The jiangshi's strike had connected, but it managed to do was anger the woman, forcing her to spit out a tooth. She then turned to the where Atsuha had been standing with Io, apparently this crazed brute had it out for spellcasters. Charging at them with a battle cry, Atsuha readied her talismans to meet their aggressor. Thankfully, Skarsneek and Gringor managed to avert her attention and start their own battle with her. Skarsneek had warned them that a squad of enemies had managed their way further into the temple grounds and were freeing prisoners. Atsuha winced, as if the situation couldn't get any worse.

Atusha was about to go over to were Hinami was, but she saw that the undead was already on her feet. Being somewhat relieved, she motioned for Hinami to follow her. The two looked to where Skarsneek and Gringor were still fighting Losia. The two, while bickering among themselves, still put up a sizable effort against the lady berserker. Eventually, she managed to down both of them, and attempted to finish the fight with a swing from above. "No!!" Both the sisters exclaimed. Atusha readied a spell while Hinami summoned a a large spike ball with chain. Thankfully, both male monsters managed to evade her strike, and retaliated with blows of their own. The exchange ended with Losia being knocked into a small pagoda, with most of the structure crashing down on her. After a few moments of silence, it seemed the victor had been decided.

The sisters rushed over to the High Orc and Goblin. "Are you two alright?!" Atsuha said. "I'm sorry guys, my blow wasn't enough to slow her down. I...just ended up getting in the way..." Hinami said after. Looking around, the fighting was still going on. Io had left to deal with the squad of attackers further in, while another force was bombarding the barrier Atsuha and Io had made.

"Skarsneek, my love, our strength is yours. Tell us what you have us do, and we shall follow."

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

_{@Rune_Alchemist@Click This}

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Havershel Estate

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Having shoed away the maid, Lucrecia turned back toward the other party members along with Polina. While Myrilla's words did make sense, Lucrecia couldn't be sure if it was a trap or not. Hopefully they made the right decision, hopefully there were other parties goers who could provide some useful information that the maid could've.

Before she could ponder further, Lady Livia had returned with Lord Havershel back into the main hall, the man wearing an even more irritated expression on his face. Having been denied the removal of the church officials, Livia returned back to Polina and Lucrecia's side. "Temo di no, Madonna." Lucrecia responded. "We were hoping that you may have gleamed some insight into what the head of the house is playing at." She then turned as said Lord addressed the hall, showing off the prized relic they had all came for in the first place. The one he was currently showing off was a fake, of course. Unfortunately, they still had no leads on where the real artifact was being kept.

Myrilla let her voice be heard in Lucrecia's ear, yet again, offering some more suggestions as to how to tip the situation in their favor. Lucrecia agreed that a man like Havershel would probably enjoy having his ego stroked, especially by a woman.

"Madonna, if I may make a suggestion." She said to Livia. "Perhaps we could simply have Signore Havershel tells us what we need to know himself? He is a proud man who enjoys delving into the occult, and he just that, a man. Why not butter him up and lighten his mood, instead of running around like mice, let's have him lead us to the prize, no? I believe Polina would be well suited to this task, if you and she are in agreement that is. As her bodyguard, I'll also be sure to provide cover in case thing take an unexpected turn."

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

@Hammerman @Silverstein @Rune_Alchemist

Lost Children

_______________________________________________ Difficulty: ⭐⭐ Reward: 2000G Assigned Reavers Leon, Renee, Lanus, Haaselle NPC(s): Rozemyne Inventory: None

Description A couple of the local folk are reporting that their children have gone missing in the underground waterways below Morgenröte. Enough time hasn’t actually passed for the police to conduct a missing person search, but due to the concern of strange creatures being known to appear the parents are insisting that something be done to find the kids as soon as possible. The police state that the creatures that have appeared usually aren’t that dangerous to the populace, attempting to calm the concerns of the folk, but it hasn’t done much to persuade them. Hence, Eon has been requested. A photo of the kids has been provided. Rana’s Notes "I admit, I myself have also played in that old waterway back when I was little. You’d think they take better care in placing prohibitions from allowing youngsters to play there in the first place. I’ve never run into anything too dangerous down there that I can recall. Then again, I could still use magic even back then, and I presume these kids can’t since it wasn’t mentioned in the report. So, I’d say we should attend to this one as soon as possible if we’ve the manpower to spare. Especially since the so-called authorities don’t wish to be of help…"

The group of Reavers were fending off the spiders quite handily; thanks to Lanus’s support, Renee was able to snipe and kill the remaining arachnids on the wall. That, however, left six of them to charge at Roze by her lonesome. Two attempted to shoot webbing at her, both from front and behind. Crossing her arms and pointing open palms in both directions, the webs were instantly burned away before they even got a chance to make contact with her body. For their trouble, the attacking spiders received a prompt ice needle to their skulls, which ended them right then and there. Baring their fangs with horrid screeches, another two jumped at her, meaning to hold and bite down on the young witch. This proved to be ineffective, as with a sudden squall and deft acrobatics, Roze flipped into the air high above her foes. Grasping her arm, she held out another palm at them as she channeled more mana into it, letting loose a large gust that tore the creatures to shreds. The final pair of monsters attempted to shoot Roze out of the air with more webbing; it seemed that Roze had left herself open in her multi-spellcasting.

Or so it appeared. Roze had frozen the silk nearing her, and used it to skid down toward the remaining creatures. Then, wielding her staff, generated a large shard of ice on it and swung it at them. With her attack, the last of the arachnids had been crushed into sticky mulch. Back on the ground, Roze quickly rejoined with the others. ”Nasty little things aren’t they? Is everyone alright?” She asked her teammates. She showed much relief as it seemed like everyone was unscathed. ”I’ve no idea how many of them made this place into a nest, but it seems like this rescue mission turned into an extermination job.” Roze then motioned for everyone to follow her down the main path, leading them further into the sewage system.

Roze attempted to sense for the mana signatures of the missing children while along the way, in addition to any more of their eight-legged friends. Thankfully, or unfortunately, she wasn’t sensing anything nearby. ”Hey Leon,” Roze began, ”I was thinking about what you said earlier, I think you might be onto something. Combining the way they coordinated their attack patterns along with them being her in the first place…” Roze paused her brainstorming for a moment; the group had reached a large valve system within the inner workings of the sewer. The triad witch’s eyes narrowed, reading her staff after looking around for a moment. ”We’re not alone!”

”Right you are, wench!” Spat an unpleasant voice, it sounded like a creature was attempting to mimic a human voice but failed miserably at it.

Immediately after the statement, Lanus would find a strong kick connecting with his gut, knocking him on his back. The revealed figure would then attempt to pounce on the Fae man and stab him with a large knife, thankfully Lanus was fast enough to dodge and get back on his feet. Before he and Renee could react, the figure flipped away and threw multiple knives at Haaselle and Leon. Thankfully with their esper insight they were able to dodge them easily enough. Roze attempted to shoot a fireball at their foe, but the figure proved too nimble and quickly evaded her spell. The figure landed high above them, on a part of the valve mechanism. Upon closer inspection, the figure appeared as a rouge-like assailant with long and messy white hair, wearing torn rags with tears and marks on them. His sharp and elongated ears marked him as a Fae, but something was off. His eyes had an eerie crimson hue to them, and his hunch and mannerism denoted some sort of feral aspect about him.

”You…” Roze said, her look telling she knew something about the man’s nature. ”What are you doing here?!”

”Building a family, you sorcerous wench!” A disgusting snarl accompanied his retort. ”You…fucking murderers!” he snapped. ”You…killed my family!!! Roze shook her head in disgust at the man’s tirade. ”Sorry, but I’m afraid I’ve no idea what your on about.”

”Bitch!” At this point the rogue was foaming at the mouth. ”You killed them not but moments ago, then you feign ignorance!! I’ll kill you all!” he exclaimed. The realization hit the party, he was talking about the widows!

”Everyone, be careful with this one.” Roze said. ”I’m sure you all can feel it, this poor fool is malfested.” A malfested Fae somehow found their way into the Republic waterways and attempted to make a “family” out of white widows he likely somehow brought with him. There was no time to think about that now, as the miasma-poisoned foe began his charge.

The man let out a nasty screech as miasma began to emit from his body, eventually the fell energy molding into an ethereal-like creature that appeared in the shape of another spider. ”Shit, that’s an apparition!” Roze said. Apparitions were wraiths that were born from exposure to the fell plague, they were trouble in more ways than Material Realm malfested as they were immune to physical attacks. The ghoul bellowed as it charged at the party. It swiped at Haaselle, knocked back several feet, whereas it shot an acidic webbing at Leon and forced him to dodge back a ways, watching as the silk burned through the concrete footing surrounding the structure. As Leon dodged, the creature promptly jumped after him, but as it did it seemed to have left something in its wake. Small blue wisps crackled on the ground where it was, which turned into little arachnids, further adding to the group’s pest problem. With more screeches, they charged at the Fae lovers.

Meanwhile, Roze was deadlocked with the corrupted Fae, feeling that the quickest way to deal with the threat was to cut it off at the source. He raked at Roze with fell claws, slicing away the ice she was using to stave him off. She retaliated with fiery wind slices, attempting to return the favor.

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@Polaris North @PaulHaynek @The Irish Tree

An Intriguing Escort

_______________________________________________ Difficulty: ⭐⭐ Reward: 4000G Assigned Reavers Shavis, Einer, Hector NPC(s): Ruecian Inventory: None

Description “Greetings and Salutations! My name is Imre Dorothea Molnar, a local noble in The Republic. I’m contacting the Eon Tower to request an escort for a business trip I’m going on today. My destination is a large trading village that’s not too far from town. However, due to the increasing reports of monster attacks that seem to be springing up as of late, I’d feel safer about traveling if I had an escort to see that my trek there goes safely. I’ve heard you recently defeated a powerful abomination and purified the area it contaminated, so I feel confident that you’re the right people for the job. I do hope to hear from you all soon! ” Rana’s Notes "Ah. Well, it seems that the previous mission I was involved with you on had garnered the Tower with some recognition. It’s probably good that someone affluent like this had taken notice, as they usually pay well for requests answered. If you’re wanting more funds, I’d definitely suggest taking this one. Of course, I can think of other reasons as to why Lanus perhaps would love to take this mission."

The group turned as Hector made his presence known. Imre took immediate note of his labored breath and sweat rolling down his cheeks, being taken aback a little bit. However, she noticed the garb he was wearing, feeling it was a bit familiar somehow. Then, it all came together as he gave his name. ”Wyland…” Her eyes perked up at the realization. ”You must be a member of the Wyland household! I hardly believed it when Sir Einer revealed himself from the Holy Capital, but it seems Eon has two nobles from Flugell in their ranks! Goodness…” Quickly realizing that she had lost her composure, Imre blushed for a moment and cleared her throat. ”Oh, please excuse me! Sir Wyland, it’s a pleasure to meet you, my name is Imre Dorothea Molnar. I’m the heiress to the noble house Molnar, and I thank you for escorting me on this trip.” She said with a polite bow.

”My lady, we shouldn’t dwindle away time.” Nathaniel said.

”Ah, yes you are correct. If you all would follow me, please, let us be on our way.” Imre said, gesturing for the party to follow her to the vehicle. Her servant opened all the doors for them, where the group would then load up the automobile. ”Thank you Nathaniel. Shall be off, everyone?”

Group was now on the road to the trading village that was further down south. The interior of the vehicle was as decorated as its outside. It contained comfortable leather seats lined with fine finish, in addition the insides were painted with a deep velvet color. Imre sat across from her three escorts, with her servant in the front as the designated driver. The drive currently was a pleasant one, as the main road was well paved and Nathan appeared quite experienced at manning the luxury auto. The group would be able to enjoy the view of the countryside whilst dabbling in idle chatter, Imre seemed oddly nervous but began to speak.

”So, um, Sir Valeniquen…” She began. ”That mission in the plains must’ve been quite the experience! Would you care to tell me about it?”

”It’s what you’d expect from a mission involving abominations and rotting.” He replied. ”Thought it was weird how the creature that caused the plague in that area in the first place just vanished, but no one else seems to know anything about it. Are you worried that it might show up here?”

”Well, a part of me certainly is, yes.” She responded, staring downward for a moment. ”I recently heard that a small village was completely wiped out from an attack by a monster. Although, no one in the area is alive to confirm what kind it was, and all that were left were lesser members of the fallen. Given its nature, it was likely by the same creature that attacked those plains.

It seemed this information was able to perturb Ruecian, causing his eyes to narrow somewhat. He was quickly snapped out of his thoughts as the auto came to a sudden halt. ”Everyone, step out of the car, quickly! Milady, please stay inside!” Nathan said in a panicked tone.

”Whatever for? What’s going on?!” Imre said.

”We have friends…” Rue said, sensing the mana outside the vehicle. ”Come on, let’s go and meet them.” He motioned for his team to exit the car as instructed. Upon stepping foot onto the ground, the Reaver would be greeted by a sizable group of miscreants. They had the look of assailants, their heads hidden by veil and hoods that only showed their eyes, and wielded painful looking weapons.

Ruecian stared at them with an uninterested expression on his face, his arms crossed. ”I can guess what you arseholes are after.” He said. ”But, I must warn you that a little “incident” this morning, yeah we’ll call it that, has me in a not-so-good mood right now. Go find some other noble to bother. That’s your only warning.”

One of the men’s eyes sharpened a bit as he looked the blue-scaled Belua over for a moment. ”You. You’re Ruecian Valeniquen, are you…?” He said.

”Last time I checked. That a problem?”

”Won’t be in a little bit, just give us a few minutes. Alright boys, let’s make quick work of this!" The members of the group in the front began to close in. One with clawed gauntlets charged at Rue with surprising speed, already in range to swipe with one of the claws. Rue was able to dodge it easily enough, however. While he did, another brigand had charged a ball of lightning from his palm. The sudden bolt nearly caught Ruecian off guard, but he was able to freeze it within an icy prison before it could hit its mark.

”Careful, these guys can use magic!” He warned his team. He knocked back the clawed attacker with a kick and ended him by showing a bolt of ice. Meanwhile, Shavis would find three assailants coming at her with enchanted polearms weapons. A sword glowing red, an axe glowing blue, and a spear glowing green. Perhaps the colors would give her an indication of what abilities they were imbued with, but she’d have to be careful all the same.

Einer and Hector would have five attackers pressing them, each with dangerous weapons. The lack of cover and good range would make it hard for the eye-patch noble to get a clean shot…possibly. It was definitely a good time for him to test out his upgraded rifle.

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@Enkryption

The Bad Boy Boars

Pigs of Culture _______________________________________________ Difficulty: ⭐ Reward: 1000G Assigned Reavers Scarlett, Lupina NPC(s): Xashan Inventory: None

Description The west back alleyways of The Republic are known to the locals and law enforcement as being the stomping grounds of a certain group of renegade Belua gang. They usually engage in common thievery, strong-arming the locals into their hair-brained schemes, and being general nuisances to the public. The local authorities would usually have no trouble in dealing with them, but because they’re so many of them it’s hard to stamp out their presence entirely. The local authorities have asked for assistance from Eon specifically to deal with them. Of note, the Belua that make up this gang all have characteristics similar to those of wild boars. Brun hovered a bit over Rana, as she read and showed the report. ”Ms. Rana, in this part of the report, you as the organizer would leave your personal notes in this section. These can be helpful little tips given from your personal pool of knowledge or experience. Sometimes, this is also filled in by other members of the staff, but it would fall to you by default.” ”Oh? I see. I understand…” Rana’s Notes "I’ve heard of this gang of cronies a few times. I’ve never paid any attention to them, only seeing them as a bunch of idiots with too much freetime on their hands. I personally feel that they should just take up jobs as construction workers or delivery men, just something that would make use of their brawny qualities as a means of contributing to society. Also, it’s obvious that the local authorities have more interests in other cases and are just dumping this on us so that they don’t have to deal with it. Hmph! After all, it’s not like the Association would entertain such nonsense! "

Xashan stared at the women pulling him toward the alleyway, but then could only chuckle at the situation. ”Goodness, you two are quite the characters. Luckily for you, I have a soft spot for pushy girls.” He scoffed. By grinding fine sand around his arms, Xashan pushed off the binding that held his arms.

”I don’t know what your tastes are, but I can pretty much tell you that you won’t find any good restaurants here. This is a pretty old part of town, full of abandoned buildings and whatnot. Perfect hangout spots for petty thieves and wannabe gang goons.” He continued. ”That’s why I said it’d be better to wait after the mission, where I can take you to a place with some real grub”.

The trio would find their conversation cut short, as a large stone was cast at them, nicking Lupina in the face a bit before shattering on the wall behind them. Looking at its origin point, the trio would see a group of pig-like Belua standing on top of a balcony overlooking them.

”You freakshows lost or something?” Said one of them with an unpleasant tone in his voice. They all began to jump down and casually walk up to the team of Reavers. ”In case you arseholes weren’t aware, this is Bad Boy Boar turf, and outsiders ain’t welcome. Turn ‘round before this gets uglier than the cat boy is.”

”Excuse me??” Xashan said, in an ireful tone.

”Although.” One of theBoar Belua said, having a nasty smile on his face. ”Now that I look at ya, the girl with the horns ain’t half bad. If you leave her here with us, we might overlook this transgression and call it even. Whaddaya say? As if the choice isn’t obvious…” He snorted as he laughed to himself.

Xashan decided to give them an immediate answer by hitting the goon who threw the rock with a large hand made out of sand. The power caused the boar to be sent spiraling into a nearby wall, where he left a sizable crater in.

”What genius makes a move on a lady whilst throwing shit at her? Although, you gravest mistake was in insulting my appearance.” He said. ”Think it’s time we taught you idiots some manners~!”

Full of anger, the gang jumped the trio, whether Scarlett and Lupina were prepared for it or not.

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@Frozen0Titan

”Thank you.” Naomi said, taking back the books from Damian. She paused a moment to look over the man, something about him stood out to her. ”Oh, mainly aquatic ones. The Makara species in particular, need to learn a bit more about their biome and hormones during gestation periods. It’s…a long story.” She sighed to herself.

Looking back at the man, it seemed that something finally clicked in her brain, as she became wide-eyed and her mouth was more or less agape.

”You, you’re Damian Florestas! The legendary Beast Whisperer!” She exclaimed. ”The catalog of species of animals and magical beasts you’ve accumulated is no less than magnificent! Not only is our catalog numerous, but the creatures you’ve managed to capture the likeness of are uncannily rare! I’ve always used your works as a source to draw my research from.” She was starry eyed and when on and on rambling, regardless if Damian was listening or not.

”Wait! If you’re here, does…does that mean that you actually plan on joining the Tower? Th-That would be amazing!!”

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

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Havershel Estate

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Polina was well playing into her part as a affluent socialite thus far, chatting it up with various nobles and sampling foodstuffs. Both she and Lucrecia bade farewell to their mistress as she attended to business with the master of the estate. As they left, Lucrecia would hear a familiar buzzing sound in her ear. It was her favorite combat instructor, Myrilla; Lucrecia made sure to look as inconspicuous as possible as she listened to her words. It was to be expected that Havershel wouldn't show the mistress the actual artifact, or she'd demand that it be handed over on the spot.

Whilst listening to her drill instructor, a maid quietly strolled up and garnered their attention. She requested that the two of them follow her, as apparently the lady of the house wished to speak with them. "Odd, was the lady of the house not stated by her husband to be under the weather this evening?" Lucrecia whispered to the maid. She couldn't think of a reason as to why Lord Havershel would lie about such a thing. Perhaps it would be convenient for him to have everyone else think as such?

Myrilla continued to speak in Lucrecia's ear; She apparently felt that the maid was just there to be a distraction, meant to throw off their trail. If that were the case, that would mean that the house was already aware of their true aims. They would have to tread carefully from here on. She honestly didn't know how much information she could extract from the other nobles, but she supposed for now Lucrecia would trust the intuition of her instructor.

"Thank you, but if the Madonna of the house is under the weather, I doubt she'd want to see visitors at this time. I'd like to enjoy the festivities in the hall a while longer, if you don't mind." She responded to the maid. She wasn't sure if Polina would be in agreement, but eventually she may have to break off from her to accomplish her personal task anyway.

Tales Of Shizuyama: Alternative (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

I'm a bit confused as to why people are making comments about Coco and Gwen coming on to Takeshi... Coco specficially restrained herself from doing anything except having a purr to her voice, and Gwen is just jumping up and down in place... Did I somehow not make that clear or did I miss adding that bit in? Or maybe they just seemed overly familial? Someone let me know? :<

@Xaltwind

I may have misunderstood, as I thought she got a little close to Takeshi and rubbed his cheek for some reason ^^;

If that be the case, I apologize for the oversight and can edit my post if necessary.

Tales Of Shizuyama: Alternative (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

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