AzureKnight

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

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Breakthrough

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Komatsu Bay: @PaulHaynek @The Irish Tree(Lili) @Crowvette @Restalaan(Skars)

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As he predicted, Shizuka's mist was the perfect cloak to mask the party's presence. Even with their lanterns, they could do little to penetrate the sorcerous fog. Although, while on the way, Io had accidently bumped in to Skarsneek. Io had apparently been staring at Shizuka to the point where she wasn't focused on her surroundings, which earned her a bit of teasing from the goblin. "Try to stay focused you two." He said. "We've avoided detection so far, but getting sidetracked in this situation would be lethal." They were able to make their way to the estate up the hill with no issues. Shizuka and the others saw there were multiple people currently within the mansion, upon closer inspection, two individuals seemed to be conversing about something.

It seemed that one of the men speaking was Lord Merneptah, and the sinister chi emanating from him marked him as another Varjan Warlock. During their conversation, Shizuka heard a name drop that he remembered from Kazenosuke's exchange with them: Lord Serek'uar. Could that person really be the one spearheading the whole invasion of Shizuyama? Regardless, it seemed that this Serek'uar didn't see Kyouko-sama's fleet as a threat. Merneptah saw things differently, and apparently was planning to initiate a raid on their forces, preventing them from moving. Shizuka had alot of questions he wanted to ask this man, but it seemed that with his superior senses he was able to sniff them out through the fog.

Io decided to take the initiative and make the first strike, with her ice strikes she was able to fell all of the Varjans in the mansion except Merneptah himself, who only seemed to be annoyed by the attack. After a declaration, his brandished his staff and prepped for a counterattack. Skarsneek rushed at him, but the warlock teleported out of the way, and appeared in front of Io. He knocked her aside before she could mount another offense. Thankfully, her resilience allowed her to quickly recover, and she didn't seem too worse for the wear.

Merneptah then began channeling a powerful lightning bolt, aiming it straight at Skarsneek. Just as Shizuka was about to make a move, Io had suddenly jumped on the warlock and began draining his mana. At that moment, the ronin thought back to all the times he got too close to a Warlock who was pressed on the defensive.

"Io-san, no! Get away from him!" He exclaimed. Despite her monstrous biology, even she may not withstand the suicidal gambit popularized among Varjan spellcasters. With his [Godstep], Shizuka would unsheathe his blade and using [Gale's Fang] to attack Merneptah. With the wind generated his plan was to disrupt the lightning spell, cause massive damage with a powerful blow, and grab Io to get her away from him in one fell swoop.

He would ensure his blow was not fatal, however, as he needed to keep him alive for now. He wanted more answers.

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Second Chance

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Fort Tanabe: @PaulHaynek @Restalaan(Grin)

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Hinami's attack was successful, as her supernatural strength alone was more than enough to topple the watchtower and send its occupants tumbling to their doom. Gringor, with a bit of help from Lord Takeshi and Lady Kikyo, was able to topple the other one. With the archers now dealt with, the prisoners were now able to continue making their advance. They quickly ran out of Atsuha's barrier and with powerful war cries marched toward their Varjan jailers.

However, to further suppress the attack, the Varjan unleashed a pack of vicious wardogs on the Shizuyaman force. Sound steel clashed against fang as the snarling beasts bolted toward the fighers. One would even pounce on Hinami, although her dead flesh barely felt the fangs digging in. Thankfully being a reanimated corpse gave her a higher pain tolerance than most. Before she attempted to stab at the beast to get it off of her, Takeshi fell the hound with a well-placed slash. "Oh, thank you Takeshi-sama!" Hinami said. She bowed at Takeshi's directive and went over to Lady Kiyko to support her. "Please keep my sister safe, My Lord!" She said to him before he departed. Looking at Lady Kikyo, they sized up their incoming enemies: two Varjan axe warriors and their pets. Hinami brandished her three-sectioned staff and quickly closed the distance between them. The wind raged with Hinami's strikes; She knew that the dogs may be somewhat of a problem for Kikyo so she aimed at them first. Her attacks would shatter the bones of the hounds and send them flying ever which way, and in addition she would be ready to assist Lady Kikyo against the other fighters if need be.

On the other hand, while Astuha was supporting the prisoners against the other canines, she would suddenly find herself surrounded by four of them. Being caught off guard, she recoiled a bit as they bit into the carapace that coated her legs. One of them was taken out by a stray kunai, which was then revealed to have came from Lord Takeshi. "T-Takeshi-san!" She said, relieved to see him here, only for him to be attacked by another one of the war hounds. With the remaining two still circling her, she quickly began to develop a hatred of dogs.

"I've had enough you filthy mutts!!" She snapped. She made a handsign that caused the tree on her back to glow a sinister fuchsia. Immediately after, large tree branches began jutting out of the ground and impaled the hounds attacking her, including the one that had tackled Takeshi. She then ran over to him and began to inspect his wounds. "Are you alright? Let me inspect your skin, you might get infected!" She said, getting oddly flustered over his potential wounds.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Eon Tower

Currently Active Reavers:

Leon

Scarlett

Lupina

Shavis

Hector

Einer

Damian

Morgan

Veteran Reavers

The Sage of Eon

“Never forget that you are of the Tower. Remember your training, and you just might make it out alive.”

Arteus Navarre Irvin

Arteus's Theme

The Magus Headmaster and Chief of Staff of the Eon Tower. A handsome man in his prime, he is the youngest member of the organization to obtain the rank of Grandmaster in several generations. In his younger days, he earned fame as a Reaver by racking up countless accolades and was often given express permission to act as a lone Reaver. Truthfully, he was seen by some as a ruthless and callous sorcerer, and crushed any foe that stood in his way without remorse. His infamy had earned him the moniker “Void Serpent.”

He eventually decided that he grew tired of taking orders under the jurisdiction of the Association, and he decided to use the influence and resources he had accumulated in order to establish his own sect. He, along with some trusted colleagues and people of special expertise, founded what is now known as the Eon Tower. He envisioned it as a private sector in the Association that can act on it's own in various cases and not have to bother with the frustrating bureaucracy of the higher ups. Although, this has made the Holy Church keep an even closer eye on them, must to Arteus's chagrin...

Still, he presents himself as being a poised and cordial man who is polite and professional to everyone he meets. He is entrusted with the most skilled Magus under his leadership, and competition to join his unit is the fiercest in the Tower. However, even seasoned mages who are accepted under his wing often complain that he is something of a taskmaster. Often setting unreasonable goals for his squads and sending them out on what could be best described as suicide missions. It doesn’t help that the high council of the Magus Association is silently up in arms about giving what amounts to an upstart humbug such a high ranking position and responsibilities. Still, even they can’t deny that his methods have produced results that have contributed largely to the organization’s sterling reputation, in addition to producing a generation of expert Reavers.

Arteus has shown proficient mastery in all forms of magic known to the tower, favoring Elementalism, Galdr, and Void magic. There are some peculiar rumors that he’s mastered some forbidden spells, but this has not been confirmed.

A Somber Witch

"...I'll keep going down this path no matter what. For their sake."

Rozemyne Levina

Roze's Theme

A recruit to the Tower who was only brought on a few months before the recent batch of new members and a powerful elementalist from a small residential district in the Republic. She commands high proficiency in manipulating the elements of Fire, Water (Ice), and Wind. In addition, she can summon familiars using invocation in order to further augment her spells.

A stoic and somewhat somber person, she rarely speaks about her past and seems to grow uncomfortable when it becomes the subject of conversation, leading some to believe it may be riddled with tragedy. Still, her renown had reached the ears of the Headmaster, who promptly offered an invitation of recruitment into Eon. While it doesn’t show, her loyalty to the organization is unwavering, and values her allies on the field.

She wields her sorcery using a powerful magictech staff named Gungnir. It has a large catalyst crystal in the top of the scepter that changes color depending on the summon she invokes. She also make use of 3 summons to strengthen her attacks: Caienne - a bat like creature with fiery fur, Devion - a sinister eel-like spirit with sharp fins going down it’s spine, and Icarus - a large hawk covered in an emerald down and brandishes huge talons.

Gungnir and The Triad Summons

Caienne

Devion

Icarus

Some better know Roze as the Witch of the Triad.

Beast of the Golden Sands

"The sheer thrill of the hunt is all a Reaver needs. What say you, greenhorn?"

Xashan Vhastia

A veteran Reaver who's been at Eon since it's inception. Back when he was a solo freelancer, he was a magus of some renown. He had the opportunity to fight alongside Arteus on a few missions and was notably impressed with the man's mastery over the six principles. Eventually, Arteus told him of how he had the idea to establish his own personal sect at the Magus HQ, and invited him to join it when it he got it running. He felt a natural kinship and intrigue with the man and his proposal, also being someone who likes to do things his own way. He's consider him a brother in arms ever since.

A bestial Belua, he has the looks and the disposition of a proud lion, and has the power of one to boot. While in battle, he puts his proficiency of Elementalism and Alchemy to full use. The wields the power of Earth, mainly using it in the form of sand. His impressive alchemic knowledge allows him to transmute it into countless tiny strands of a golden alloy that he uses to supplement his combat, both close and mid range. These skills have earn him the moniker 'Beast of the Golden Sands'.

He's quite jovial and enjoys joining friends in a good laugh, but he can also be very snide and domineering. It's put him at odds with others more than a few times.

Dedication through Light and Darkness

Brunhyldia Amelia Selini

"The Void contains vast knowledge, and the Light shall be the guide."

An immensely powerful sorceress whose expertise in both Thaumaturgy and Void theory is known far and wide. Both she and Arteus served under the same regimen during their time before founding Eon. Both were regarded as prodigies by even the High Council of the Association. Many people find themselves off put by Irvin, but she trust and understands his intentions more than anyone, having fought with him for so long. She assists him in overseeing the daily goings of the Tower and providing support for new recruits.

Much like Irvin, she has fully mastered all six principles of sorcery. In particular, Brunhyldia is able to freely combine the energies of both Thaumaturgy and Void to create the sinister magic known as Chaos. It is a rare and primordial ability that allows her to influence phenomena around her in various degrees.

For other magical abilities, she gathers around her alchemic crystals that grant her a high level of control of void energy not usually seen, transmuted from an unknown substance that seems to resonate with black magic. Along with this, she generates purifying light in various forms. From weapons to shockwaves, she can also make chains that even bind miasma abominations.

Her power has caused her to the earn the moniker, "Witch of Chaos", throughout the magus world.

The Blue Dragon Oracle

"I'd advise you to take your training and studies seriously. Otherwise, I might just decide to cast you away into the watery depths."

Ruecian Valeniquen

A serpentine Belua with the appearance of a handsome young man. He serves as a combat instructor of sorts, drilling newcomers to the Tower on their specific field strategies and battle tactics. He is a man of few words, and when he does speak he expects those he's instructing to listen as if there lives depend on it (which it rather does...).

While appearing cold and rough, his has a soft spot for those close to him, particularly his little sister.

A powerful Elementalist and Inovker, he calls forth a mighty Ryujin spirit to drastically increase the power of his water and ice abilities. Naturally, the Tower quickly sought him out for his skills and battle insight.

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Administrative Staff

An Old Dog with a few new Tricks

"I'm a man of simple pleasures. Booze, guns, and the sweet smell of reconstruction at work!"

Johannes Childes

A senior Reaver whose led a sterling 40 year career in the field of monster hunting before the Tower was created. A gritty old timer who underneath the roughneck bravado offers a profound insight into the world of magitech theory and battle tactics. It's no surprise that shortly after conceiving Eon, Arteus personally sought him out and insisted that he join their fold. The Tower's robust system of magitech weapons are an attribute of his creative mind. He's retired now, and mainly serves as the Tower's blacksmith/mechanic and as an advisor for aspiring alchemists and budding magitech researchers.

Even at his old age, though, he's still willing to volunteer for the most dangerous missions with a childish smile on his face, eager to test out whatever new firearm or tech suit he's toiled away at. You'd be hard press to find a better gunslinger, using a self-transforming alchemic gun with bullets to boot. He also imbues the bullets with various elemental effects to further bolster his attack power, though he sometimes uses too much power and becomes more of a danger to his allies along with enemies.

While not on the job one can usually find him in either his personal atelier, which serves as more of an arms factory and alchemy laboratory for the Tower, or drinking the night away at any local bar in town. Be prepared for his shop to reek of rusted metal, chemical fumes, and cheap liquor.

A Feathery Scholar

"Hmm, let's see: This one is usually native to the Bethlahelm region in the southwest, we've also seen an increase of this species in the Novak Marsh in the Northern swamp area. This particular beast has been nomadic in most observations, but as of late has been behav- ACK!!! Where did you come from?! Don't sneak up on me while I'm in the middle of research!"

Naomi Schuller

An avian Belua and recent graduate from a research institution dedicated to the studies of various magical beasts that appear around the world. Being at the top of her class, one would think her accolades would've have net her a lucrative role at a Triple A firm. However, due to having no real work experience and no chances to prove her scientific theories, she found it to be a nearly impossible task to find any work. Thankfully, through a chance meeting, Arteus took quick notice of her knowledge and offered her a place as a magical beast advisor at the Tower in exchange for funding her research. Of course she hastily accepted the proposition.

Not being particularly social, she often goes through the motions of causal conversation as quickly as possible, getting back to her studies and tirelessly working to reach new breakthroughs in the fields of magical beast research. Though whenever the subject is something that interests her or if it can related back to her research in some way, she won't stop talking any time soon. While a bookworm through and through, she has taken strides to improve her stoutness as she knows going out to the field is the best way for her studies to bear fruit. Though she would rather not if she could help it...

Her main means of defense are utilizing sharp talons afforded to her by her species and a bit of mid level wind magic.

Self Proclaimed 'Synergist'

"By combing alchemic reactions along with invocation, you'll then achieve perfect harmony as a synergist. What is a synergist, you say? Well, I'm so happy you asked!"

Nadia Whitsett

A interesting alchemic scholar born to a family of invokers in the republic. She often goes on about wanting to usher in a new sorcerous principle that she calls 'synergy'. Based on what she says, it's based on strengthening the power of a invoked spirit and the amount of time it's summoner can maintain it in the Material World by utilizing alchemic reactions to continuously transmute nearby energy as fuel. As one would guess, she hadn't gotten much ground with her theory as of yet.

Still, it shouldn't be ignored that her alchemic and galdr knowledge is superb for one in her field. So much so that even Arteus decided that she be fit for the tower as an invocation adviser.

Being from a family of such, Nadia can summon various sprites around her, she supplements their abilities by utilizing various potions and transmuting magical energy from a grimoire she carries with her.

The Collector

"Feel free to take what you need from the library. Just make my life easier, and return everything on time. I also would appreciate a generous donation every now and again~"

Kiff Luther

A magus who spent his days in the past exploring ancient ruins. He'd tell you that he was a respectable archeologist, but other will say that he was a treasure hunter with questionable morals. Still, he was able to collect countless grimoires and magical artifacts during his escapades. Wanting a quieter life, he decided to quit the seeker gig and open a bazaar. Many were impressed with the items and texts he had for sale, but didn't appreciate the outlandish prices he sold them for.

He eventually gained the eye of Arteus, who convinced him that he knowledge and wares would be more appreciated at his private sect. He now serves as a librarian for Eon, which houses countless grimoires and magic items.

The Alchemist of Light

"Goodness, so reckless aren't we? Let's fix you up."

Elaine Gardner

A seemingly mischievous, but kind apothecary in service to Eon. She was once a magus who acted as a medic out on the field, assisting in purifying areas and people of miasma that haven't fully succumb to it's effects. She actually close friends with Brunhyldia and agree to join the Tower at her request.

She earned her name by the impressive way she imbues her potions and medication with Thaumaturgic effects, being able to cure those afflicted with the early stages of miasma corruption.

Kitchen Wiz

"Ah, I've discovered a new recipe!"

Bellum Hawke

Another senior member of the staff who specializes in Elementalism and Alchemy. Her practices have led to massive strides in the fields of agriculture and forestation. She imbues her cooking with Alchemy to give it some extra flare, combing it with flora and fire to expand upon it's effects. Most of the time the result rivals five star cuisine, but only the Gods know what happens when she gets to excited with experimentation.

She and Johannes were a part of the same regimen back in the day and often banter with one another.

A Second Chance

”I guess there's a place where even someone like me can belong.”

Rana Schuellen

A youthful woman who was once a researcher working for the Association. Despite her lack of actual combat experience, she was selected to lead an expedition of magus to survey and area that was attack by a greater abomination. All but her and a few others survived the encounter, which left her scarred.

After speaking with Brunhyldia, she was selected as the Tower's operations servicer and administrative secretary. In addition, she can also act as an advisory for Thaumaturgic studies under the other staff members. She is grateful that she was given a second chance to sustain herself and further her pursuits in the field of magic in a new perspective, but she is still recovering from her past ordeal.

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Other New Recruits

The Star Witch

"Such is to be expected of a genius like me~"

Evelyn Grace

A young magus who recently received her license from the Association. Standing out amongst her peers, her application to the Tower was accepted and she hopes use Eon as a foothold to establish a career as a world famous witch. She's mostly motivated by delusions of grandeur, due to hearing of the accomplishments of the more senior members. Her heart's in the right place at the end of the day though.

She has high proficiency in Element manipulation and Void usage. In particular, she can combine the elements of fire and lightning to create a plasma-like element she calls 'star'. Using the essence of Void, she can lessen gravity's hold on her - allowing her to fly around on her staff. She can also use this ability on her surroundings, levitating objects and other people as she sees fit. She's also currently perfecting a technique that fully combines her elemental techniques with her usage of void, something she refers to as a "Nebula Field".

The Azure Esper

"The voice of the gentle streams have been troubled as of late..."

Lapis Valeniquen

Another recent addition to the Eon team of Espers, she is Ruecian's younger sister. He objected at first to her joining the field, but seeing the promise she held and feeling it'd be easy to keep an eye on her, he placed his faith in Arteus and his team to keep her safe.

Like her brother, she can freely conjure and manipulate water. She is usually seen with her familiar, Hachigan, a spirit resembling a tiny octopus. She also has a unique esper ability that allows her to communicate with sea-faring creatures, calling it the 'voice of the stream'.

She's a bit more forth-coming and friendly than her older sibling.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

@PaulHaynek @Polaris North @Hammerman @Enkryption @Silverstein @The Irish Tree @Frozen0Titan @Rune_Alchemist @FrogRFlowR
@Eviledd1984

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All of the Reavers had completed their respective quests and had settled back in the Tower, some of them doing other things to wind down the evening hours like eat or socialize. After retiring to their rooms, night seemed to quickly pass as the morning sun soon rose back into the air.

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The morning sun shone through the glass stained windows that adorned Eon Tower. The members within had all awakened at the crack of dawn, having made their way to the mess they were all instructed to eat a light breakfast and quickly to boot. The reason for this was stated by Arteus at an earlier date: The inquisitors were arriving this morning. Notably, The one heading the inspection was Grisha Pensworth, a notable inquisitor of some renown who hailed from the district of Grimvine in Flugell. Along with having a reputation of being impatient and formidable, he was clearly not to be trifled with. Accompanying him was an up and coming knight of the Church, Alexandra Haschwalth Vander. Rather young for being a Church official, Alex had a habit of being overtly meticulous and regimented in order to compensate for her lack of experience. Not to say that she herself wasn't naturally gifted, Alex was a bright young warrior with a promising future. Despite her personal circumstances, she carried a sharp mind and a keen eye for detail when it counted.

Alexandra accompanying Grisha here on the inspection was no surprise, as most inquisitors brought an assistant or two with them during the process. Indeed, it was someone else's presence here that was cause for concern: Tethys Aria Zaerado - A high priest who was well known within all circles of the Holy Church, also called The Holy Seer, her power as a psychic held equals part fame and infamy. One had to wonder why such a high ranking official volunteered to be a part of something as routine as an inspection.

The young Fae Leon had already long sensed her arrival as far back as a few days ago, due in part from forging a pack with that cursed grimoire that used to be in her very possession. Damian may hold some apprehension at the arrival of the Church officials, due to various reasons. In addition, Einer and especially Hectorwould have no doubt heard of these folk. Currently, the three Church reps were riding through the streets of Morgenröte on an elaborate and ornate magitech vehicle. Being easily identifiable as being of the Holy Sect, it got various looks from the citizens of the Magus capital that didn’t follow or even care for the faith. Eventually, the vehicle arrived in front of Eon Tower. The chauffeur had been the first to exit the carriage, and had promptly opened the doors for all the occupants. First was Alexandra, then Grisha, then the last was Tethys. Grisha thanked the man, and bade him wait by the carriage while they conducted business.

The three individuals stood directly facing the Tower; They were silent for a moment, as if taking in the site.

”This is Irvin’s base of operations?” Alex said, rather puzzled and unimpressed. ”I was expecting something more…modern… This tower appears to be utterly archaic and simple in design. Though, I imagine we’ll much more once inside, yes?” She said, turning to Grisha.

”Indeed, you’d be correct Vander” Grisha replied, sighing with a bitter reluctance. He wore a distinct scowl on his face as he slowly took a few steps toward the entrance. ”Irvin has always had taste that can only be described as ‘esoteric’, for lack of a better word.” He stared up at the tower, as if curious about its actual height. ”I don’t understand why he needs such a large structure; his ‘staff’ could fit into a moderate conference room. Let’s just get this over with…” He then turned to their third, Tethys. ”Anything we should look out for in particular. Aside from what was previously discussed?”

”Mainly, all I can say is that something is…off within the walls of Eon.” She responded coldly. ”I sense a faint echo that’s attempting to mask its presence, something in one of the upper rooms. Perhaps a magus that Arteus had entered into their ranks off record? Aside from that I’m mainly concerned about the Fae boy with that old tome, and that Florestas fellow. We also have those local police reports detailing two potentially malfested magus that are members of Eon to consider.”

”Quite right, with all on our plate, you can perhaps understand my gripes Lady Zaerado.” Grisha said, with a powerful grimace. ”Enough chatter, if it’s all the same to you. Let’s begin.”

Instead of knocking, the trio had let themselves in, with Grisha being the one who opened the doors. Upon entering, Alex was somewhat impressed by the architecture that contrasted the rather antiquated outside. Grisha walked through the halls as if he was already familiar with the layout of the building. They seemed to be heading for the conference room.

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The reaver team and the tower staff had quickly finished breakfast and were making their way toward the conference as instructed by the Tower’s headmaster, both he and Brun were absent from the group for the time being. Perhaps making last minute preparations? Regardless, the staff were leading the recruits to their destination. Nadia was oddly silent, a cold expression on her face. Childes and Bellum were bickering among themselves, Kiff was helping Naomi carry some documents and notebooks with the former cracking morbid jokes in order to lighten the mood, and of course Naomi was none too amused. Elaine was acting as the de facto leader of sorts for the group, trying to let everyone towards the conference area as orderly as she could. Sweat beads rolled down her face as she tried to hide her panic at the situation at hand. ”Why in the Six's name is the Church’s Holy Seer here?!” She said frantically, shooting a nasty glance at Kiff and a worried one at Leon, as she had a guess to the answer of her question.

”Oh wow, my first inspection!” Eve said, who’s excitement made it seem like she saw this as some odd rite of passage. ”We just gotta play nice for some Church mooks, right? They got nothing on the Star Plasma Witch!”

”Is that what you’re calling yourself now?” Lapis said with a bit of gall. ”You know, a witch must earn her title officially from the Association board, not to mention the Church officials aren’t gonna take you seriously if you use a corny name like that.”

”Aw, whadda you know??” Eve quickly snapped back.

”Both of you hush!” Elaine exclaimed at both of the bickering girls. The usual gentleness and warmth in her voice had vanished like it was never there to begin with. The sudden snap caused the two of them to make scared yelps, immediately clamming up and remaining dead silent. The scene caused Ruecian and Xashan to snicker a bit, but a quick glare from Elaine put an end to that. Roze looked at them, and could only shake her head, having enough insight to remain silent.

Eventually, the group that was composed of the whole of Eon’s members, minus two, had made their way to the doors to the conference room. The recruits already felt the signatures of the three individuals all the way down the hall, but being here in front of it was something else entirely. Elaine breathed in heavily, opening the doors to the room within. The group would see the three inquisitors sitting at the center table, Grisha was seated to the left and Alexandra was seated to the right with Tethys.

”Ah, Ms. Elaine, it’s been a little while.” Grisha said, apparently already acquainted with the woman. ”I trust you’ve been well?”

”Yes, Inquisitor Pensworth.” Elaine said plainly, albeit with a bit of anxiety in her voice.

”Come now, there’s no need to act so formal, Grisha will suffice. This is, after all, a routine inspection. Well, mostly.” He said, glancing at Tethys for a moment, who was quietly sipping tea. She did eye Leon, along with the cursed tome he was always carrying on his person since making a pact with it.

Grisha began turning his attention to the others in the group, first taking notice of the other staff members. Childes, Bellum, Nadia, Kiff, Naomi, and Rana. They all stood side by side, each of them reacting to the gaze of the Inquisitors in different ways. Old Man Childes picked some wax out of his ears and flicked it off to the side, and made no gesture of greeting or showing of respect. Bellum looked at him with disgust, but quickly turned and waved at the officials. Nadia made a polite bow, her face oddly neutral but her eyes denoted a bit of rancor. Kiff, unprofessional as always, had his shirt untucked and held a hand in his pocket. He waved with the other. Naomi attempted to bow as well, struggling to keep her books and documents from falling on the floor. Rana stood straight at attention, her hands clasped and held to her waist, making a professional bow at the inquisitors. Grisha looked at them all, raising a brow as he gave them all the once over. Alexandra also adopted a puzzled look at the staff members present before them, honestly looking a bit underwhelmed.

”You all must make up the administrative office for the Tower.” Grisha said. ”My name is Grisha Pensworth of Grimvine, state official of the Royal Flugell court and will be the one conducting the inspection of your base of operations today. The two ladies I have with me are here serving as my assistant and as an advisor, respectively, for this process.” He said, gesturing at Alexandra then Tethys.

”Good Morning, my name is Alexandra Haschwalth Vander, knight of the Holy Church also from the Grimvine district. It’s nice to meet you all.” Alex said.

Compared to her compatriots, Tethys held a serene and perhaps even lax air around her. Setting down her tea, she finally gazed at the Eon staff, making note of each of their appearances. ”Greetings. My name is Tethys Aria Zaerado, High Priestess of the Holy Church and the acting Seer for the Royal Court. I will mainly be acting as an observer here, so don’t pay me too much mind” She said, eyeing Leon with a peculiar gaze. As the seer looked upon the Fae boy, a thick tension began to fill the room. Grisha adjusted his throat, noticing that things were about to be derailed.

”You there, I don’t recognize you, are you a new member of the staff?” Grisha said, addressing Rana. She maintained a professional poise and responded formally to him.

”You are correct, Inquisitor Pensworth” Rana responded. ”My name is Rana Schuellen, I recently joined the Tower as its Administrative Secretary and Operations Scheduler. It’s a pleasure to meet such esteemed guests.” She was used to such regimented proceedings. Grisha nodded to her introduction, but didn’t say anything to her after that. Instead he addressed the group as a whole.

”In addition to most of the staff members, I’m also already acquainted with the members of your veteran reavers. Xashan Vhastia, Rozemyne Levina, and although his sister is actually a newcomer, I’m also acquainted with both of the Valeniquen siblings.”

Eve turned to her two friends with a look of surprise on her face, wondering why an esteemed official from an entity who was effectively the political enemy of the Magus Society. Ruecian and Lapis winced somewhat, but said nothing in response.

”That aside, why do we start having the Tower’s new recruits introduce themselves.” Grisha said, now addressing all of the new members of Eon’s reaver team currently present. ”Although with that latest arrival coming down the hall.”

Grisha was referring to Asterope, the Thunder Witch, who mana he was able to feel even while sitting in this room. She had to leave the Tower for her own personal reasons, but she has now returned. As she made her way to the conference room, the large double doors began to gently swing open as she joined her companions for the inspection.

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From the Night Prior

Collab with @Silverstein

Vermillion Echoes

A scorching memory.

A dangerous beast cloaked in flame walks amongst land, wielding its giant flaming sword, and leads an army of renegades who blindly worship him as if he was their savior. Its massive blade burns with hellfire equal to its fangs. Its scales forged in the depths of a volcano.

Its heat is so intense it can melt even the thickest icy terrains and boils down the entire sea, leaving it completely dry like the desert.

This creature is the embodiment of the sun. A ball of flame hovering above everything, devouring everything under its light, claiming what's his. A walking calamity. A kin murderer. An unquenchable flame that burns everything it touches to cinders.

I've never met anyone who has outsmarted the Sun itself. Let alone escape its reach.

A premonition suddenly flashes before Leon, looking at the blue-haired girl while munching on his meal.

What does this even mean? Does it have to do with Lapis being the sea and her brother, Ruecian being the ice?

”Damn, I hate having these visions. It leaves more questions than actual answers, really.

Still, I can't just keep this grim prophecy all to myself. Not what happened to my clan who ignored the seer's warning.

If there's a chance to save other people by telling them about their future. maybe just maybe I could change the course of this event.

"How very noble for a cutthroat. Involving yourself with other people's undoing even if it costs you your life. Heh, So foolish, just like my previous creator." The grimoire mockingly said in his head.

"Tread lightly my little fae harbinger, or I might find a new host from the path you're choosing"

"...."

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As they feasted on the Kitchen wiz's gourmet, The fae rogue couldn't help but to stop and stare at Evelyn and Lapis and started to mumble about the prophecy as if he was in a trance. Leon was so engrossed in what this riddle meant.

"The sun will dry up the sea and thaw the freezing snow," Leon audibly said after finishing his drink. Rapidly blinking his tired eyes to his surprise as if he shouldn't say what he was thinking in front of the others.

"Sorry, slip of the tongue, you must think I'm weird but I have the strangest vision about you and your brother." Leon said in a bashful manner to the girls. Embarrassed to spout out such enigmatic jargon.

"In any case have you considered having me as your secret bodyguard Mrs. Lapis? I'm not saying that you're not capable of defending yourself but I feel there is something out there to get you" Leon warned Lapis.

"Now, I'm not trying to scare you but my clairvoyance told me you will be hunted down by a malicious yet cunning fiery creature wielding a giant blade, whose scales is like the molten flame. Of course, I could be wrong but from what I've seen, it's far worse than I'm telling you." The fae said with a dire look on his face.

"Ugghh.. Wayyy to ruin our appetite fae boy, you and your weird jokes. I told you he's weird Laps. I swear you have the worst comedic timing." Evelyn slams the table with an annoyed look on her face, comically pointing and waving a piece of a drumstick at Leon's face as if she was threatening him.

"I wish it was, but the vision of what I saw was incredibly vivid even for me.” Leon remains serious even with the star witch’s childish outburst.

“Do you recall anyone who fits the descriptions of what I've just said?" Leon straightforwardly asked the Azure esper while chugging down another drink.

Lapis stared at Leon with wide eyes for a moment, remaining eerily silent for a moment. ”Lapis? Everything OK?” Eve asked, growing concerned for her friend.

”You…you’re talking about him…” Lapis finally said, breaking her earlier silence. ”No…I don’t want to remember! Why, why would you know about…” Her eyes had become bloodshot at that moment.

”You’re an Esper like me, aren’t you? You should understand the importance of a person’s inner thoughts! I don’t want to remember him! I don’t want to remember Kinnich!!” At this point, Lapis had tears dripping down her eyes. Eve, stunned by her friend’s bewilderment, couldn’t muster up the gall to speak.

”"What have you done you insensitive jerk!?" Eve turned her attention and scolded Leon. She and her familiar started comforting her while Leon just sat there, questions unanswered, and was like a deer in headlights. Still processing what just happened.

"HAHAHA.. this is quite the show, you truly bring absolute misery to those people around you. bringing her traumatic past and her unavoidable future. Well done my little harbinger." The grimoire mocks the Fae in his head.

"Not helping, grimy..." Leon muttered under his breath.

Maybe the direct approach isn't the best course for telling her fate, after all, she is still young and emotionally fragile. Perhaps I should delve into her mind and her familiar to shed some light on who this 'Kinnich' is. I never communed with the spirits before let alone diving into one's core memories. Leon deeply sighed, preparing to use the grimoire's powers once again.

Leon's eyes started to glow and began to telepathically link Lapis and her tiny octopus friend, Hachigan together. Diving deep into the thoughts of the blue-haired witch.

He enters Lapis's mind and into the rabbit hole of memories. He finds himself teleported and swimming in the middle of a vast beautiful underwater utopia. Her inner thoughts are represented as this lively and colorful sea filled with marine life inhabiting it.

The knife ear fae can see an abundance of memories playing in the background like movies playing on repeat. From Lapis's childhood until her time as a reaver.

From there, Leon swam and followed the tiny octopi which led him into the deepest part of the ocean.

The turmoil began to brew as Leon noticed the temperature suddenly rose drastically. It must be close.

"So this is where you store the memories of this so-called, Kinnich." Leon sees a dark cave with a barrier prohibiting anyone from entering.

"Unravel and Unlock the mind. Dissolve the mysteries of the earth: Elucidation!" Leon reaches out his arm and casts an advanced esper technique that lets its user infiltrate the inner thoughts of others, no matter how restricted it is.

"Sorry for trespassing into your past trauma, Ms. Lapis. But this is for your own good. You gotta face your fears eventually." Leon and Lapis's sea-fearing octopi traverse into the underwater cavern hoping to find answers about the sun beast.

Hachigan chirped with severity as both he and Leon delved deeper in the recesses of Lapis’s mental space. The cave that stored her most repressed memories resembled more so a volcano than anything, riddled with large cracks that spewed eruptions of vermillion molten rock. With his psionic abilities, it wasn’t too difficult for Leon to cut through the barrier that blocked the entrance to the cavern. Hachigan hugged Leon’s arm tightly as they made their way deeper into the cave; Their trek was made more and more uncomfortable due to the steadily increasing temperature.

Eventually, Leon would hear a baleful voice ring out. ”Lassie, what’re ya waiting for? He’s got no fight left in ‘em.” Leon would look to where the voice came from, and gaze upon a scene of Kinnich standing with an apparently younger Lapis. More alarmingly, he would see a beaten and battered man limping on the ground in front of them.

”B-but, Uncle Kinni…” The younger Lapis whimpered, tears starting to roll down her eyes.

”But what?” He boomed. ”Get this over with, kiddo.”

”He, he didn’t do anything wrong…” While standing over the beaten man, Lapis held an ice dagger in her hand, which she was reluctantly brandishing over him.

”P-please, don’t hurt me!” Pleaded the man. Both the man and Lapis were filled with dread and fear. A past version of Hachigan was in the vision as well, floating at Lapis’s side while he tried to comfort her.

Taking advantage of Lapis’s hesitation, the man attempted to make a break for it. He quickly got up and tried to run as fast as his damaged body would carry him. He didn’t get very far though…

Lapis’s face lit up with vivid horror as the vicinity with a bright scarlett hue, which was accompanied by the agonized screams of the man. His body was immediately ignited, and Lapis watched as his charred corpse plopped to the ground. The smell of his cooked flesh made her sick to her stomach.

”Uncle Kinni…y-you, you killed th-” Lapis was cut short, as she received a violent strike from Kinnich, sending her tumbling to the ground.

”I told you to kill that hairless monkey.” He said with irritation in his voice. ”Ya ain’t gonna get far acting all soft-like, lassie!”

Lapis attempted to get up, still whimpering.

"Uncle!? So this cruel monster is related to the Reaver siblings?" Leon gritted his teeth after this inhumane execution and the Sun beast’s cruelty against young Lapis. If this wasn’t just a memory, Leon would brandish his dagger, strike from the shadows and intervene without any hesitation.

If Leon recalls correctly, some Beluas have a notorious reputation for being the most violent race of them all due to their primal tie-ins with their animalistic nature. The esper fae have first-hand witnessed how vicious they are in this scenario. A monster teaching a child how to be a killer. I have no words. That's just messed up.

"This is just the tip of the iceberg. let's get going, eights (Hachigan). The flames from my foresight are more refined than what Kinnich displayed in his early years." Leon nodded and began to swim deeper into the mental space of the azure esper's miserable childhood past.

The wayward Fae would happen upon another vision as he ventured further into Lapis’s unpleasant memories. It was another sight of Kinnich with his niece. This time, though, they were sitting on some rocks and no human victims were present.

”Lapis.” Kinnich said. ”Do ya know why it is I often send yar brother out apart from ya?”

”B-because I’m…weak and would just get in the way?” Said the younger Lapis.

”You’d be right, lassie.” He responded. ”That, and I’m trying to wean ya off of always thinking someone’s gonna save yer arse when death decides to play. If I were to kill Ruecian, that’d put you between a rock and a shitty place, wouldn’t ya concur lassie?”

Lapis’s face lit up in fright at her uncle’s statement.

”Y-you would kill Big Brother, Uncle?!”

”That’s not the point, nitwit!!” He boomed.

Well, this is kind of a tender moment. Teaching your kin to be reliable and able stand up on their own two feet. Perhaps there are some redeemable qualities to him just yet.

Of course, Being the skeptic that he is, The fae esper can see and sense the utter horseshit Kinnich is spewing under his molten tongue.

I doubt this monster is capable of affection in his family. Underneath this life lesson teaching lies a vile ulterior motive.

From my observation, He's a manipulative bastard who likes to keep the Belua siblings under his thumb.

He wasn't raising his nephew and niece to be dependable. He was training them as his weapon. This cunning beast saw some potential in them. That's why he hasn't offed or disowned them just yet.

"Eh, I'm not buying it. let's go deeper." Leon dismissively went past this vision and continues to trek down memory lane. Finding the root of why Lapis doesn't want to remember this monster despite their bond together.

Effectively swimming through the murky sea of Lapis’s thoughts, Leon would bear witness to yet another unsavory scene: this time it depicted Kinnich along with the siblings together. Before the scene fully materialized, he would hear a distinct sounding of impact - the kind that a fist made when it struck flesh. With the memory now in full view, the Fae would bear witness to the source of the disquieting pounding: Kinnich was punching a young Ruecian, the former being more than twice the young Belua’s size, with a savage fury that surpassed what he had displayed while he trained Lapis. She herself was writhed with fear and concern for her brother.

Kinnich would call this simple training, but most individuals with any shred of humanity could immediately tell that this was simply an act of cruelty. The ground was littered with bits and small splatters of Ruecian’s blood; his breathing was labored and his face and torso were covered with bruises. Despite this, Ruecian did not back down, he made every attempt to meet Kinnich’s blows with his own. All of which were easily parried, and the young man received a painful counter for each in turn. Eventually, Kinnich sent Ruecian flying with a sudden kick, causing him to crash into a rock face near where Lapis was watching. The impact caused a large crater, where Ruecian layed gasping for breath with blood dripping from his face.

This didn’t seem to deter Kinnich in the slightest, as he quickly began to advance to his nephew, but not before Lapis stood in front her brother with her arms spread out.

”Uncle Kinni, that’s enough!” She shouted, tears rolling down her eyes. Kinnich did indeed stop for a moment, but his menacing expression did not change. ”You’re gonna kill him!”

”If the brat succumbs to this, he’ll die sooner or later anyway.” Kinnich said coldly. ”Yer fleeting tears won’t save him either. Now move aside, lassie.”

Lapis ignored her uncle’s directive, and stood firm. ”No!”

Not even a second after, Lapis left a bludgeoning pain hit her ribs, and she was sent flying off to the side, tumbling several times before she finally stopped. Not even bothering to look in her direction, Kinnich then continued back to Ruecian, until he noticed that the boy had vanished. That actually got him to change the expression on his face for a moment, as he honestly didn’t expect the boy to have anything left in him. In the next instant, Ruecian was at his uncle’s face, who barely had time to parry the icy blow that was aimed for his face. A dagger made out of frost had ran through his hand and scratched a bit of his scaly cheek,

”Don’t you…hurt…my sister, you bastard!” He snapped.

”Got a second wind in ya, boyo?” Kinnich said. He was about to say something else, until Lapis had suddenly appeared and mimicked the same attack her brother did, but aimed for his ribs. Perhaps returning the favor? Regardless, Kinnich used his other arm to block the attack, not caring that the weapon had impaled his hand.

”Y-you…you really DID mean it, didn’t you? You were serious when you said you’d kill Rue!” She exclaimed.

”Apparently that’s what it took to get ya little gits to start puttin’ up a fight.” He said unremorsefully. Kinnich began to gather heat around his body, the icy weapons the siblings generated began to quickly melt. However, just before it built up too much, the sibling pair unleashed a large torrent of rime, blasting him square in the face. This act caused him to recoil with a horrible hiss, the grip he had on them loosened.

”Lapis, run!!” He yelled.

The brother/sister pair then ran off for the hills, with Kinnich hissing in great anger, melting the onslaught of ice around him.

”Fucking little shits! As if you have anywhere else to go!”

The sun beast's intimidating roar rang true and violently echoed through the vermillion cavern. Hachigan shudders and clings to Leon's cloak for dear life, shaken by the vivid past of his master's suffering at the mercy of their uncle.

"..." Leon's throat dried up. His eyes widened. His body refuses to move from the horrific memory he has seen. Is this the feeling of dread I sense?

His fear and uncertainty slowly turned to rage and disgust at this display of injustice.

He clenched his fist so hard that it started to turn red. His cursed mark around his body became more visible. His thirst for vengeance seems to react to his emotions. The very thin line between Leon's sanity and insanity is cracking. A line an Esper shouldn't cross.

"You'd be doing the world a favor by severing the sun beast's fate. Although this mountainous obstacle won't be toppled that easy. The question now is how much are you willing to pay the price to change the course of the Belua sibling's grim future?"

With one final deep breath, The esper fae has seen enough.

"This is why I hate delving into one's thoughts. You get to relive both of their dreams and nightmares." Leon said solemnly and snapped his fingers, Both he and Hachigan are engulfed in a bright light. Shattering the aquatic scenery around them like a mirror cracking and breaking into pieces.

They return to the present time, back at the mess hall, escaping Lapis's inner head space.

"My apologies for prying into your deep thoughts Lapis, but you seem to be irrational and preoccupied by fear by the very mention of his name." The esper rogue said as his eyes lost their glow and disconnected the link between them.

"I just need some answers." He continued.

" For what it's worth, your uncle is wrong about you. You're not weak nor helpless." Leon nonchalantly said.

"My offer still stands if that fateful day comes. If your brother Ruecian is your sword and shield. Lemme be your cloak and dagger. The vorpal blade that will strike through the heart of hellfire itself by any means necessary." Leon swore an oath to the Azure Esper.

His unexpected voyage through the reaches of Lapis’s most repressed memories having come to an end, he and the tormented Belua girl regained consciousness in the outside world. For Leon and Lapis, it seemed like his trek lasted for hours. However, only a few moments actually passed. Eve was slightly shaking her friend, attempting to get a response.

”Laps, are you ok? Why weren’t you saying anything?”

”....Huh?” Lapis shook her head for a moment before turning to Evelyn. ”What happened…?” She looked at Leon, a bit of anger growing on her face. ”Y-you peered into my mind, didn’t you?! Moral Espers follow a code, y’know? They don’t just peer into a person’s mind without their consent!”

”Eww, you perv! Getting fresh just ‘cause you helped me out on that mission?! I’ll fry you for messing with Laps!” Eve snapped, a bit of lighting crackling in her hand. That was before Lapis placed a hand on her shoulder, getting her to stop.

”Going further from that, it is because we’re Espers that I could sense that his intentions were pure. So, you saw a premonition that Kinnich would soon wreak havoc on us. My…uncle…” Her face grimaced, writhe with a slew of horrible emotions.

”Your uncle…? I mean, what’s his deal?” Eve said, still rather confused.

”Since you only recently graduated, Eve, you probably wouldn’t have heard of him. The academies don’t usually try to speak of S-grade criminals to students. The staff members have all probably heard of him a few times. And, Master Arteus has met him personally.” Lapis answered.

Eve’s face lit up in shock. ”Your uncle’s a S-rank criminal?!”

”That’s right. And apparently, you wish to…protect me from him, Leon?” She said, looking at the tattooed Fae. ”I mean, you can understand that your offer is a little awkward, we’ve only just met! But, Master Arteus and Mistress Brun are always saying that members of the Tower should treat each other like family…” Lapis was clearly conflicted at Leon’s proposition.

”Laps, don’t listen to this perv! I’ll protect you from your uncle; I’ll blow him into sticky little charred pieces. Not to mention your brother has our backs too! Uh, it sounds weird to talk about your uncle like this, and this is the first time I’ve ever heard about it. What’s his name - Kinnis or something? Why is he a psycho exactly?”

”It’s…hard to talk about. He’s also caused my brother a great deal of pain as well…” Lapis said, eyes staring down at her glass. ”But, I suppose Leon already knows the gist of the matter. Since he would naturally pose a threat to everyone at the Tower, it only makes sense that we should help each other out. I don’t know if I trust you, yet, but I welcome you as a fellow teammate all the same.”

Collab with @Hammerman

Dinner for Four

While the two lovebirds were washing up from their earlier mission in the waterways, they would hear a sudden knock on the door. With it, came a familiar voice.

”Um, hello? It's me, Rana. Is this a good time?”

Renee gasped, her cheeks reddening in an instant. Her fae ears were sharp enough to notice Rana's muffled voice through the door. She was indeed having fun with Lanus as they took a bath together — the latter currently scrubbing and washing the former, which was naturally accompanied by loads of groping as well.

It would seem that the couple forgot to lock the door after they went into their room. After not receiving an answer, Rana had inadvertently opened the door. ”Oh! My apologies, I didn’t realize that the door was unlocked. I had heard that you all were successful in saving those children lost in the waterways and -” She cut her sentence short when she noticed that neither of the Fae lovers were in the immediate area of the room, but she could hear movement and the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

”Um…is this a bad time?” She said, her nervousness building up.

"N-no! Not at all!" Renee shouted as she quickly separated herself from Lanus, grabbing the nearby towel to dry herself.

Lanus smirked. Unlike her, he wasn't shy at all by the sudden appearance of Rana. Hell, he wouldn't mind her seeing them having fun in the showers. He might even ask her to join in as well…

"Ahn! Cut it out! Rana's here!" Renee hissed. Lanus had just given her a pinch in her bottom.

He just could not resist.

Meanwhile, inside the room, Lana would be able to see a pile of clothes spread messily on the floor.

They were Renee and Lanus' clothes. Including their undergarments.
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The couple soon finished putting on their towels. Lanus was the first to leave. With a confident smile, even though he was barely dressed at all, he greeted the woman.

"Good evening! Is something the matter, Miss Rana?"

Renee exited afterwards, her cheeks still maintaining their red shade. It only reddened further once she noticed that her panties were perfectly displayed on the floor right beside where Rana stood.

At the sight of seeing the couple’s clothes sprawled all over the floor, including their undergarments, Rana’s face lit up redder than Renee’s was currently.

”O-oh my goodness! Forgive me, I should’ve waited until you were decent and answered the door!” Rana stuttered out, practically flailing. She tried to look away from Lanus’s barely clothed body.

”Um, I wanted to congratulate you on accomplishing your mission, and to say that I’m glad you could rescue those children. Oh! I was wondering if you wanted to grab some dinner in the mess hall with me…”

Lanus, being the Casanova that he was, wasn't bothered in the slightest that he was showing his shirtless form to the woman. In fact, he found her reaction to be quite cute.

"Oh, don't you worry!" He proclaimed with a grin. "I don't mind showing my body to a beautiful woman such as—ouch!"

Renee stomped her right foot onto his left. "Y-yes, thank you!" The female fae replied to Rana. "And we'll take you up on your offer! Now please leave the room so we can change!"

Renee wouldn't want any other women to see Lanus's body after all.

Five minutes later, the Fae couple opened the door. They were now back to their decent self, fully dressed from top to bottom.

"Well, let's go, shall we?" Renee forced a smile.

Rana politely bowed and promptly left the room at Renee’s request. She held her hands together downward, staring at the floor awkwardly. She blushed as she tried to compose herself. I’m such an idiot… She thought to herself. I…should’ve just stayed outside and waited longer…

”Is…everything alright?” A voice suddenly called out to Rana, causing her to jump a bit and look every which way. ”Um, here.” Looking in front of her, Rana would be face-to-face with the Fae archer Giselle, the emissary of the Queen.

”I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” Giselle said in a soft tone, attempting to calm the flustered Rana.

”Oh! No, that’s quite alright, I was just a little distracted at the moment.” She replied.

”Are you perchance another member of this Tower?” Giselle asked.

”Ah, yes, that’s correct. My name is Rana Schuellen, operational services and administrative secretary for Eon. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Who might you be?”

”Giselle Kostovii, emissary of the Fae Queen of Ithaca. I’m mainly here to perform a ‘survey’ of sorts for the Tower.

While the two ladies were busy with introductions, The Fae couple had come out of their room, fully clothed. Renee let them know they were ready to head to the mess hall. Giselle immediately shot Lanus another look, albeit it was less menacing this time.

”Oh, was I interrupting something?” Giselle said, looking at Renee.

Renee's gaze hardened when she realized that Giselle was there as well. She quickly hugged her arms around Lanus's, replying with, "Yes, you did, actually. We were having fun in the showers just now."

”Having fun in the showers…?” Giselle responded with an exasperated expression. ”Is…that right…?”

"Yep," Renee replied with a slight victorious smirk, hugging Lanus's arm even tighter. "We're a perfectly healthy couple after all."

”Um, we were all actually going to grab some lunch in the mess. Would…you like to join us, Ms. Giselle?”

”I originally came to check on Renee to see if she was still doing well from the last outing. But, it seems my worries were…misplaced. I suppose that would be fine, as long as these two don’t object.” She responded.

"That's fine by me as well," Renee replied. "After all, I'm not the kind of woman who would be threatened by any woman who gets close to her lover."

Lanus smiled, his expression practically saying, "Yep, I'm hers now. And I can't really wiggle my way out from her grasp!"

Giselle was rather taken aback by Renee's sudden change of character, to say the least. It was almost as if she was establishing territory. Did Lanus perhaps…no! She shot a glare at the white-haired fae; That scoundrel must’ve told her about the past between them! She’d keep silent for now, so as to not ruin the mood, but she’d have some words when the time was right.

”Oh…well, that’s great then! Let’s be off then. It is to my understanding that Ms. Bellum’s cooking rivals that of any five star restaurant!” Rana said, noticing the tension building up, thus trying to change the subject.

It didn’t take long for the group to reach the mess hall. They would see Lapis, Evelyn, and Leon conversing about something, but they ultimately decided it’d be best to leave them undisturbed. Bellum greeted the group and made some fresh plates full of freshly roasted meat and mixed vegetables. Sitting down, Rana and Giselle sat next to each other, facing Lanus and Renee.

”So, Renee…” Rana said. ”I heard that you encountered a malfested Fae while on the mission, I hope things didn’t get too dire!”
”If anything did, I would take responsibility.” Giselle interjected into the conversation. ”He was an elusive fellow I had been tasked with hunting, perhaps he inherited some of the tendencies of the arachnids he kept as company, abilities that allowed him to be so evasive of my bolts.”

"We did," Renee replied. "And I…" She paused, looking down at her food. "I froze up."

After a short pause, she continued. "He… he was malfested, yes. And he reminded me of my father and mother. My family. They were… malfested as well… And that's why I.. I…"

Lanus, realizing what was going on, reacted in a flash, taking her left hand and gripping it with his own under the table.

"I'm fine." She gave a wry smile towards Lanus. "If just talking about it like this, I'm fine. It's only when you see one in the flesh that I… that my mind can't bear it…"

Turning to the others, she then said, "I'm sorry. It's… it was the first time I saw a malfested fae… after that day… I shouldn't have frozen like that…" She gave an apologetic look towards Giselle.

Rana and Giselle looked at Renee with concerned looks: both of them certainly weren’t stangeres of the horrors presented by the malfested.

”Renee…” Giselle said.

Rana reached over and touched Renee’s free hand. ”Losing loved ones, watching them turn into monsters, sometimes the pain never goes away. We can only thank the Scions that you were spared that fate.” She then turned to Lanus, giving him a look of gratitude. ”In addition to this gentleman, as well. I’m sure you had a hand in saving Ms. Renee as well.”

”I should be the one apologizing.” Giselle said with guilt in her voice. ”You were put in that situation because I let him get away. I made an oversight in a task I was assigned. The disgrace lies with me alone.”

Renee shook her head. "No. As a Reaver, it is inexcusable for me to freeze up in a mission like that. I swear, by my honor as a fae, I will never do that again." She looked firmly towards Rana and Giselle.

Silence fell onto the group, each person having difficulty deciding on what to say next.

Until Lanus abruptly lifted Renee out of her seat, placing her right on top of his lap.

"Eep! W-what are you doing, Lanus?! Put me down at once!"

Lanus gently hugged her from behind, placing his hands on top of her stomach.

"Shh. Stop being so serious, my cute little Renee. Don't forget, I'm always here to help you," he whispered with a smirk.

And then, shamelessly, he moved his right hand upwards, resting it right on top of her breast.

"S-stop it!" Renee blushed. "Y-you can't do this kind of thing in public, you know!"

"Oh, who cares?! Everyone already knows we're a couple!" Lanus grinned as he groped her. All the while giving a glance at Giselle, provoking her for a response.

Rana and Giselle looked at Renee with surprised expressions, which quickly turned into happy ones. Their main concern was whether Renee was feeling better, which she seemed to be. Rana was about to say something in response, until Lanus decided to be the one to break that silence by pulling his lover closer and groping her at the dinner table. A scene that caused both Rana and Giselle to shoot him exasperated glances.

”I swear, even after all these years you’re still the same scoundrel you were from before! Just because she’s your wife doesn’t mean you get to act like a hog whenever you want!”

"W-wife?! W-we're not at that stage yet…" Renee replied, stuttering with a blush.

"Why bother with marriage anyway?" Lanus chuckled, giving Renee's left nipple a pinch, earning a yelp from the female fae. "We're not settling down anytime soon. Raising kids is just not for me."

"Alright, cut it out, you shameless lecher!" Renee yelled before elbowing the man.

"Gah!"

She stepped off his lap, glancing down at his crotch.

"Can you believe this pervert?" She looked at Giselle. "He got a boner just from that! You were right, Giselle. He's completely unsalvageable!"

With a huff, she sat back down on her chair.

Rana looked at Giselle, then back at Lanus. ”Um, do you two…know each other personally?”

”Unfortunately…” Giselle responded coldly. ”It’s a long and unpleasant story. Very unpleasant, I should say…” She took a swig of her drink, before slamming the mug back down on the table. The impact made Rana recoil a bit.

”So, I’ll change the subject. May I ask what made you both decide to join Eon Tower in the first place? I know you two probably haven’t been here long, but what do you make of the staff here so far?”

"Well…" Renee was the first to answer. "I think Miss Roze is a nice person to work with. She didn't scold me for, you know, freezing up in our last mission."

"And she's quite the beauty, if I do say so myself." Lanus added nonchalantly, earning a glare from Renee.

"As for Sir Ruecian," Renee continued. "Despite his youthful appearance, he's really strong. I aspire to be as strong as him one day."

"What? You don't aspire to be like me instead?" Lanus gave the performance of an offended boyfriend.

"You're too much of a lecher for that!" Renee returned.

”Of that, we are in agreement.” Giselle said plainly, cosigning Renee's reprimand.

”I must admit, he even leered at me during our first meeting…” Rana added, taking a sip of her drink. ”That being said, I also agree that Ms. Roze and Sir Ruecian certainly are impressive combatants. But, you two are also powerful Reavers! Renee, I know what it's like to watch your friends and loved ones be killed in front you, to watch them…turn into monsters. When out in the field, just know that you won't be alone, all of us will be here to support you in any way we can!”

”I concur." Giselle said. ”Not to mention this lout as well. He may be a scoundrel, lecher, and an utter git, but he is no less a superb fighter. Even Her Majesty can attest to that."

"Thank you, you two." Renee smiled, a rarity for the normally reserved fae.

"Why, thank you for the praise, Miss Giselle!" Lanus smirked, before taking a gulp of his hot coffee.

After another brief, more lighthearted chat, the group had finished their dinner. Giselle and Rana had wished a good night to the Fae couple as they retired back to their rooms for the night. The other two ladies said their farewells to one another, and went their separate ways as well.

Collab with @Rune_Alchemist

Impromptu Tour

"Oh. Uh, sure, that's fine I suppose. Come to think of it, you haven't had a chance to tour the Tower, have you?" Roze said, looking back at the squid-like Belua. "Pretty sure we don't have any public washrooms though…"

Being led down the halls, Haaselle would be shown the ornate designs of the Tower's inner workings. One room they passed had its door open, and they would immediately be pelted with the smell of cheap booze and cigarette ash. To the side of the door was a plaque that said "Alchemy Lab/Arms Shop".

"The old man should know that not every person will be able to put up with that smell." Roze said. "This is Old Man Childes's workshop. Since you're an Alchemist, you may find yourself coming here often"

Walking her further down the halls, they eventually made their way to the private quarters. There, they stood in front of a door with an empty plaque. "This will be your room." Roze said with a smile. Opening the door, she led Haaselle inside. She would find the room was fully furnished and was nearly decorated.

"You'll find that you even have your own bathroom. You probably wanna wash up, since we just left a sewer." She said, chuckling a bit. "Think you'll be needing anything else for right now? After you're done, I can show you around a little more, maybe grab a bite to eat?"

An alchemy shop? She’d definitely need to give that a look at later, but for now she was dragged off to her own room in the tower. Strange, really. As she’d step into the room she couldn’t help but to think about…how boring it all was.

“Ah yes, the sweet water of cleansing. I suppose I do need a bath, but alas a bath can only clean the physical.” Haaselle responded with a grin. “I wouldn’t mind some food later, but i do have a question. Are we allowed to decorate our rooms? I think…its missing something. Perhaps a Piano, or organ. Maybe a music box? An art gallery definitely is needed.”

"My, I see you’re a fan of the fine arts!" Roze said. "While, yes, you’re indeed well within your right to decorate your room, uh, I’m afraid that we don’t have any spare instruments to accommodate…"

"There should be plenty of shops in town that sell them at a decent rate, though a piano or organ would be expensive regardless I imagine. Well, I guess since you’re an alchemist, you could just transmute your own instruments. I’m not too familiar with art galleries, perhaps Ms. Elaine or Mistress Brun could better help with that?"

“I see I see, as long as I have permission, then I shall renovate until I am comfortable.” Haase smiled. “Hmm…though I suppose…money is an issue. Alas, such a pointless object. How does one measure value in small coins? I do not understand. T’would be better to barter objects actual value for others of actual value…haaa.” A shake of her head. “Ah well. I’ll just buy some art supplies to make do for now. Thank you Miss~Roze~” The end of her sentence was inflected with a slight sing-songy childlike tone almost as Haase giggled. “I shall take the offer of bathing now. My robe is starting to smell a little, I think. I’ll be done in a mere trifling minute or so.”

"Sounds good, then. I guess I’ll just have a seat and keep myself company, if you don’t mind." Roze said, taking a seat on one of the chairs. "Oh, of course if you're more comfortable with me waiting out in the hall, I certainly wouldn’t mind!"

”No no, I don’t mind. I’d make some tea, but alas, out of fresh spirits.” She’d chuckle, stepping into the washroom.

And so, Roze would have thus been subjected to a lively performance of a shower orchestra. Haaselle’s voice echoing in the bathroom as she’d sing and what was presumably the sounds of dancing meeting Roze’s ears as she’d take a full fifteen minutes to get herself scrubbed, washed, and all prettied up…at least, it could be assumed she did as once she was done, Haaselle would step out of the shower, a little tooting trumpet horn sound announcing her arrival.

She was still wearing the robe though, but it did at least somehow look cleaner despite not being washed itself…

”Ah, there we go Roze, sorry for the wait I’m all pretty and proper now~”

"You look chipper and refreshed." Roze said. "Oh! I should probably clean up as well. Hold on"

Haaselle would observe Roze as she surrounded herself in streams of water, seemingly controlling it like a conductor as it cleaned away any grime or sewage odors that lingered on her clothes. Within a few moments, Haaselle would see that Roze seemed to be completely refreshed, along with her clothes that sheemed as if they were brand new.

"There we go." Roze said, with a satisfied smile. "Water magic can be quite useful, and it’s certainly quicker to use than having to walk down a room to take a shower!"

She then turned back to her magus junior. "That was quite the singing Haaselle, truly. Uh, I think I may have even heard some instruments in there, but that can’t be right. Were you a performer before coming here to Eon? At any rate, where would you like to go? Did you want some food, or to continue the tour of the Tower?"

”Ooh, lovely.” Haaselle clapped at Roze’s show. ”And actually yes, I was a performer of sorts. You see, my Esper abilities allow more than just for physical affects on things. I’m something of a minor illusionist, you see. I can,” A trumpet appeared in Haaselle’s hand, that would begin trumpeting without any input from her. “Make little tiny illusions, hehe. Well, as far as you are concerned it is. Until it isn’t. Then it becomes quite real, but for now don’t worry the trumpet doesn’t exist.”

The trumpet though, was completely still in her hand though even if she was now ignoring it.

“Shall we continue the tour of the tower? I’m not all that hungry right now truth be told.”

"Sure, no problem. I’ll just show you more of the staff members then." Roze said, motioning for Haas to follow her.

Leading her out of the room, they left the private rooms hall and made their way back toward the administrative wing of the Tower. After a few minutes of walking, they eventually made their way in front of a door that had a plague that read: “Elaine Gardner”.

"This is the infirmary." Roze said. "Hopefully, you won’t have a need to go here too much. But, if you do, just know that you’ll be in good hands." She then knocked on the door.

”Come in.” Said a gentle voice.

Opening the door, Haas would see a young-looking woman with some striking features sitting at a desk. She appeared to be reading a book as the pair entered her office; Taking a sip of tea, she sat down her cup as they approached.

”Ah, good evening you two. Roze, I imagine this is one of the new recruits?” She asked the Triad Witch.

"That’d be right.” She answered. "She came to us at a bad time, so I’m making it up by giving an impromptu tour.”

”I see.” Elaine said. ”Well then, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Elaine Gardner, the chief medical officer and apothecary of Eon Tower. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Hopefully I don’t end up seeing you here too much. Oh! Not that I mean that in a bad way, just that if I see you in here, it’s usually because something’s ailing you. And your name is?”

"“Haaselle. No surname. Had one, but I wrote a song about it once then forgot it. Do tell me if you see the sheets anywhere, hm?” She’d respond with a good natured smile to Elaine. "“Don’t worry, I have a habit of sending others to medical facilities instead of myself.” Honestly meeting people was an odd experience for Haaselle. On one hand, she liked meeting new people. On the other hand, new people mildly…concerned her. It was difficult enough deciding to come to the tower in the first place, really. "A pleasure, though, absolutely~"

Elaine giggled a bit at Haaselle’s “antics”, one could call them. ”I’ll be sure to keep an eye out.” She responded. ”I suppose the confidence you have in your skill is reassuring. I don’t really care for violence, but I understand what is sometimes necessary. Just don’t overdo it, okay? Sometimes taking a less aggressive path benefits you as well.” She took another sip of tea to clear her throat.

”Well, I should tell you that I also study various herbs along with Ms. Bellum, our resident botanist, fellow apothecary, and chef. I’m always in the habit of making new potions and concoctions to assist you all in any way I can, so if you happen upon any strange solutions or herbs while in the field, please do reach out. Ahem. Although, I would…much rather you reach out to Bellum if you need any poisons or bioweapons made. That’s more her forte.”

"Haaselle is an Alchemist like the both of you, so I’m sure you’ll have much common ground to work with." Roze said.

”Is that so?” Elaine responded, turning to Haas curiously.

”I’ve been known to dabble.” Haase responded with a toothy grin. “Granted I am entirely self-taught. I was not afforded the usual education or study most others have.” The squid woman sighed, a mildly bemused, pouty expression overcoming her features. “Really, I suppose that is why people tend to not trust anything I make. Make one person grow wings on his head once and everyone acts like you’re a terrible person. Tangents aside though,” One of Haase tentacles moved aside a strand of her out of place hair. ”Don’t worry, any poisons I make i’ll do it myself. Wouldn’t be the first time I had to get creative to remove an…obstacle. If you don’t mind though, perhaps I could come by and we could compare notes? Or maybe I could pester you for some pointers?”

”I see. Well, hopefully no one here ends up with head wings or any other strange appendages as a side effect of your concoctions.” Elaine said. ”Recently, I’ve had to deal with a lot of craziness in a short amount of time. As for comparing notes, as I’ve stated, I don’t really enjoy dabbling in poisons and toxins. I insist that Ms. Bellum would be a much better source of knowledge to pull from. Now then Ms. Haaselle, is there any other tidbit you need to know about me?”

`”Aw, I’m starting to think you don’t like me. Most of my stuff isn’t directly malicious! I make sure of it!” Haase responded with a playful grin, thinly veiling her mild frustration as she’d continue. ”Weeeelll, can’t fault you for that, no ma’am. I’d make a bad student anyways according to everyone that raised me…anyways. It was a pleasure to meet you. Perhaps I could paint your portrait sometime?”

”Oh no, my dear, you’re perfectly fine, teehee.” Elaine said, gently waving her hand to further illustrate her point. As for being a bad student, sometimes, it’s the teacher that needs to be held accountable. But, as long as you’re willing to learn, I’d be more than happy to teach you~” She mused.

Elaine was a bit roused by Haas’s offer of becoming a centerpiece. ”Oh my, you’re also an artist. We certainly don’t have a shortage of interesting recruits in the Tower. I just might take you up on that offer!” She said, giggling a bit.

"Apparently she is." Roze said. "She’s also an aspiring musician; I even found her outside blowing a trumpet until I called out to her. Perhaps she’ll put on a song for us one day. But, I think we should be done here, I want to show her the other areas of the Tower before it gets too late. Hopefully the other staff members are available. "

”I see, so you’re leaving then?” Elaine said.

"’Fraid so.” Roze responded. She began leading Haaselle out of the room.

”Have a good evening you two. Here’s to you becoming a wonderful artisan, Ms. Haaselle, teehee.” Elaine said, waving goodbye to the pair.

"You as well, Ms. Elaine. Now then…” Roze turned back to Haaselle, the both of them back in the hallway. "There’s Ms. Naomi, a magical beast and environmental researcher, although she’s not exactly very sociable. I thought I saw a sign on her door saying that she was out anyway.” She paused for a moment, thinking.

"There’s also the librarian Kiff. He’s the head of our repository of grimoires and magical artifacts. He’s honestly kind of a sketchy guy, but he’s pretty knowledgeable about a myriad of different subjects. There’s Old Man Childes, who mans the alchemy and magitech lab for Eon. He’s the one who designed and maintains my staff, so I often count on him. I can’t be too flattering of him, though, as he is somewhat of an old fart and doesn’t keep the lab very clean… Ms. Bellum, as Elaine already mentioned, is a botanist and environment magus like Ms. Naomi. She’s probably in the mess hall right now, being the Tower’s chef and all. There’s also Ms. Nadia: She’s an upcoming alchemic and invocation researcher, attempting to make a breakthrough in said fields that hopes to take off one day. She’s a bit eccentric, to let you know now, but you’re quite the character yourself, so you might get along. We could visit one of them as part of the tour. You’re probably already acquainted with Master Arteus, and perhaps Mistress Brun as well, I take it?”

"Atreus, yes." Haaselle paused for a moment. "Bruns, no. Afraid not." A small tentacle protruded under from Haaselle’s robe, holding her chin much like someone might a hand in thought. "Sir Kiff is knowledgeable in mysticism, hm? Or more esoteric things? Sketchy…hmhm~” She hummed an upbeat tune to herself. “Well he sounds like my kind of chap, ehehe. I have a question I think he could help with…could we meet him, then?" A mildly hopeful and interested look.

"Allow me to lead the way then." Roze said, again motioning for the Belua girl to follow her.

They eventually found themselves in front of the library’s double doors. "Here we are." Roze said. Stepping forward, she opened one of the doors, and Haas would see the sprawling line of shelves that filled the large room. Each of said shelves were stacked full of countless tomes and magical items. At the center of the room, sat a long haired man wearing a snazzy suit with an untucked shirt. He seemed to be fiddling with an artifact of some sort, making an uncouth yawn as he did. He had a bored look on his face until he saw that the two ladies had entered the room.

”Why Good Evening!” He said, now sitting straight in his chair. ”Rozemyne! It’s nice to see you! I also see that you’ve brought a friend with you, another edition to the Tower, I presume?”

"Your presumption would be correct, Mr. Kiff." She replied.

”Roze, there’s no need for such formality between us, just Kiff is fine.” He said cheerfully. Roze responded with a neutral expression, causing Kiff to make a cute frown.

He then turned to Haaselle. ”Evening. Name’s Kiff Luther, the proprietor of this library of grimoires and artifacts. There were actually some other new recruits who came in recently and already made use of the facility. Guess I shouldn’t say that like it’s a surprise, magus are usually bookworms. When you hang around meatheads like Xashan and Ruecian, it affects your perception haha!” Apparently, Roze didn’t think Kiff’s little jab at her friends was very funny. She squinted at him with her arms folded.

Taking the hint, Kiff cleared his throat. ”And, your name would be…?” He asked, addressing Haas once again.

“Haaselle! A pleasure to meet you, Kiff!” Haase replied with a friendly grin like she was addressing an old friend and extending a hand to shake, though if he’d take it he’d instead be met with one of her tentacles shaking his hand in place of her hand. “Rozie here has been telling me all about how wonderful you are and how she very much thinks you're an upstanding gentleman with no shadiness about you at all.” Haase flashed Roze a grin. “And tells me you’re something of an expert on the matter of more unknown and esoteric subjects.”

Kiff chuckled, clearly pleased with Haaselle's flattery. ”While I doubt those words came from Roze specifically, they're nonetheless true. The countless travels in my earlier days have allowed me to see things most don't in a whole lifetime. Were you needing information in a specific subject?”

”An unblinking yellow moon and a song that wrote itself.” Haaselle responded rather quickly, barely even waiting for Kiff to finish speaking. “Ever heard of either of these things?”

”Hmm. If I had to guess, you're referring to the Emperor in Arylide, no?” Kiff said, his interest piqued. ”You must be a fan~”

Leaning forward in his chair, Kiff's mood seemed to have improved considerably. His earlier boredom had all but vanished.

”I can't tell you how refreshing it is to meet another literature enthusiast among the new recruits. To answer your second question, I may have heard a tale or two of such lyrics. What about them has gotten your interest?”

”A fan? Oh certainly, I’m a fan alright.” Haaselle replied. ”In the same way someone might be a fan of the flu, or a termite, or a gremlin that steals your lunch while you’re not looking! Absolute fools, imbeciles, crass, coarse, unimaginative neanderthals!” Haaselle hissed, her usual grin replaced with a look of unbridled hatred, her demeanor practically doing a complete 180 in a matter of moments. “Can’t get it out of my head! They put it in there and it always follows me, dreams, night wherever I go-”

Haaselle stopped, frowning, pulling her hood further down over her head.

“...you know nothing useful, if all you know are stories. Stories are everywhere. Common. I could make one up on the spot better than that one.” Her frown was still present, but she’d give a rather theatrical, comical bow. ”Apologies, Kiff. It seems I’ve been put in a foul mood. I’ll…come back later.”

"Haaselle? Is everything alright?" Roze said, turning to the tentacled Belua with concerned eyes.

Kiff also looked at Haas with a bit of perplexity on his face. ”My goodness, looks like something’s really weighing you down! I thought you were discussing literature, but it appears that you may have been referring to something else entirely.” He said, rubbing his chin. ”Well, I won’t twist your hand, but, if you ever need anything you’re always welcome here.”

With Roze and Haaselle now back in the hall, Roze thought it’d be worth it to at least pry a little further.

"Haaselle, what’s wrong? You were very troubled just now…"

”Troubled, Rozie?” Haaselle responded with perhaps, unusual levity considering her small outburst. ”Oh who doesn’t have troubles? The pauper begging in the street…? Tch, no, no good. The dam, burst. Dark, yellow and crimson colored. Bah, I need a drink. Or a muse. Rozie, shall you be that for now?” The yellow clad woman frowned at Rozie. “...I suppose you don’t know why I’m here, do you? I guess that old man just took pity on me...”

"Haaselle, you certainly speak in a rather strange way, no offense…” Roze said, scratching her cheek. "I guess you can draw a picture of me sometime, if that’s what you want… As for why you’re here, that’s something you’d have to ask Master Arteus. He probably knows a bit about your past, and sees that you have talent and potential to make something of yourself. Also, Haaselle, whatever’s bothering you, just know that it’s a burden that you don’t have to shoulder by yourself. You have us as well, since we’re a rather small unit, it’s pretty important that we look out for one another.” She said with a reassuring smile.

”What may be strange to one, is but a commonality to another.” Haaselle responded. “No no, no painting for now, but rather a story. Boring, one, but if you want to listen…I suppose I can give you the abridged version.” Haaselle glanced to the side, one of her tentacles removing the hood from her face, revealing a messy head of dark colored hair. “There was a girl once, you see. Out at night. She saw something she shouldn’t have. Was…invited to a play house. She never came back. Those there did things to the girl. Little more than torture really, to see if they could get something out of her. And those there you see, have some belief that the book, play, whatever I asked Sir Kiff about are in fact, real.”

Roze listened intently as Haas gave her rather enigmatic tale. "Haaselle, was that girl you?" She asked.

”Oh come on, you’re smarter than that! You don’t need to ask me that.” Haaselle chuckled. “But…thanks for…looking like you care at least, hm? Maybe I will paint a portrait of you at some point…I forget if I’ve already said I would, oh well.”

Roze scoffed at Haaselle’s observation. "Haaselle, I said that we look out for each other at Eon, and I meant it!" She said with a tone that was solemn, but kind. When she thought about it, Elaine was the one Haas said she would like to paint a picture of. Having misunderstood what Haaselle had meant, and having not been chosen at first as a centerpiece made Roze feel oddly depressed.

"...So, were you wanting to visit some of the other facilities of the Tower right now?"

”You’ll forgive me if I’m not in the mood any more, Rozie.” Haase replied, pulling her hood back up. “I should go…focus on the music. A painting. Something really before these crimson colored words end up getting out, hm? But…thanks. For listening…” A small pause, and a small bit of hesitation as Haaselle would turn to leave but stop short. “...I don’t know…if more of those people are out there. I’m looking for them. That’s why I asked, but whenever I start looking I get so…feels like my head is being ripped open.” Haaselle quietly would speak before starting to walk again. “Perhaps you can help, if I do find more? Ta-ta, Rozie. Don’t trip on the way out, hm?”

"I’m sorry that you went through such an experience. It sounds like these people aren’t exactly well known, but I’ll be sure to let you know the moment any leads pop up." Roze said, as Haaselle walked off, presumably back to her room. The Triad Witch didn’t really know what to think of Haaselle at first, but now she felt empathy towards the Belua esper. Given what she’s said, she may very well have been a perfectly normal girl before…whatever happened to her.

When and if she does confront those who wronged her, hopefully she wouldn’t have to do it alone.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

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Breakthrough

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Komatsu Bay: @PaulHaynek@The Irish Tree(Lili)@Crowvette@Restalaan(Skars)

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Much to the relief of the Taskforce, the plan worked. The Gatekeepers were none the wiser to the spiel given by Ayu's brother, and allowed him along with the cart to pass through into the shipyard. It was unfortunate that Ayu couldn't join the team, and it was clear that she also thought so. But, it was for the best in this case.

Having bade good luck to Lili, Shizuka and co made their way to the rooftops of the surrounding buildings. Surveying the area, he noticed that the amount of Varjan troops serving as lookout weren't too numerous - for now. The lower part part of the bay held the bulk of the establishments, that's where Lili was headed. Instead, they were eyeing the higher part of the bay, looking at the more regal houses and the large estate where the former leader of the town lived. Shizuka looked a Io as she addressed him.

"For now, I think it's best we stick together Io-san." He responded, then turned to Skarsneek. "I was thinking we could sneak around for a bit and inspect some of the houses, looking for Varjan elites or other people of interest. Given our talents, I don't think it'll be that hard for us to stay out of sight."

Shizuka wasn't bothered by the rain droplets that began falling on him. In fact, he welcomed it; The swordsman's strength increased in this type of weather. He thought to himself for a moment. "Given the time of night, proximity to the sea, and the current weather, I don't think a fog would be too out of place." The ronin then motioned for the group to follow him, as they would carefully jump from roof-to-roof until nearing the higher half of Komatsu. Confirming there were no guards around, he would the generate his mist on the ground. With a hand, the beckoned them to follow.

"This fog will go where we go, masking our presence. This should help us remain undetected, but don't worry. We, or at least I, can still see fine within the fog."

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Second Chance

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Fort Tanabe: @PaulHaynek@Restalaan(Grin)

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The battle at Fort Tanabe had begun.

With some of the prisoners now free, they quickly took to arms and enacted their revenge on their Varjan captors. Atsuha didn't care much for all the violence, but she was relived that the mission was going as planned so far. She looked back at her team near the entrance, glad that they were able to join the fray as well. She also noticed that Lord Takeshi had finally arrived via horseback, happy to see him here as well.

A furry of arrows had suddenly rained down on the freed Shizuyaman fighters, preventing them from advancing further and giving the Varjans more time to mount a counterattack. Kikyo quickly pointed out the source of the bolt storm: two watchtowers stationed at the entrance of the fort. They would need to take them out before things a turn for the worst. Gringor had damaged one of the towers, and began swiftly climbing up one of them. Hinami had summoned a a three-sectioned bo staff, and with great force began destroying the support beams to the second tower, hoping to cause it to completely topple it over completely.

Atsuha looked at the poor animal that was trapped during all the chaos. She had a mind to free it, but she doubted a scared animal could tell the difference between friend and foe. She'd free it later, for now she had to focus on providing supporting the Shizuyamans. Promptly scurrying over to them, she began healing any injured warriors and then used a talisman in order to summon a barrier that'd protect them from the deadly rain.

"Yes, I'm a yokai, brilliant deduction! Worry about that later, for now, if you want to live stay inside my barrier for now."

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

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Havershel Estate

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Battle Theme:⚔️

Lucrecia held fast as she clashed with Camio's onslaught of bladed feathers. The blessed steel did it's job and seemingly deflected the attacks, allowing Madeline to follow up with a prompt counter. Until she was suddenly impaled from behind., causing her to yell in pain as her blood splattered on the floor. "Madeline!" Lucrecia exclaimed. The spell that held Camio's blades was no longer in effect, and the lord had shown his cleverness by anchoring his blades behind the pair then letting them loose once they thought they had checkmate.

Lucrecia reflexively attempted to break off the blades and free Madeline, until a familiar voice rang out. Lucrecia's employer had arrived to greet the women who faced the enraged demon lord. Lucrecia looked as Livia ensnared Camio with but a small incantation, holding the wine glass that her boss casually gave to her. With another incantation, Camio erupted in blue flames, much like the ones Livia demonstrated to her during her prior lesson in magic.

The mighty demon lord, albeit a lesser one, that they were just barely managing to survive against was rendered unconscious with just a few spells that didn't even make Livia break a sweat. It further reminded Lucrecia of her place, and where she needed to get to eventually. Magic really is a powerful tool, it seems. Eyeing down the glass given to her, Lucrecia downed the whole drink down in one gulp, after all this she definitely needed a drink. She quickly looked back at the injured Madeline, running over to her.

She had several gashes and stab wounds, and her blood was all over the floor. Lulu turned to her master and Cassandra.

"Per favore, le signore, Madeline needs healing!"

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

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S T E E L P E R F E C T I O N : S O V E R E I G N W I N D

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Shizuyama Wilderness: @PaulHaynek @Rune_Alchemist

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Kirei began his walk out of the temple, alongside Nyla and Lord Takeshi. Whilst trekking through the wilderness, Kirei looked as though he was a humble passerby enjoying the scenery, as opposed to being a noble warrior on a mission to fight off invaders. He turned to Takeshi who addressed his earlier inquiries into the land's troubles.

"Well, our employer had already filled us in with the most important details. Like, how Varjo used to be on good terms with Shizuyama, but when they started making unreasonable demands for resources and weapons your lands couldn't provide, that's when everything started going down hill." He said, rubbing his chin, but still carrying a relaxing smile. "But, she didn't really explain why it is that these lands despise the yokai so much. Was there some type of past war or enslavement? I mean, I figured after the Great Change, that would cause at least some changes in the social systems here. Do the people here even know about it?"

Kirei removed his hood as they walked, wanting to let the wind blow on his white hair. "Part of me still feels like your father is still alive, Takeshi-dono, so I'd let that lift your spirits, if only even slightly. If you don't mind me asking, what type of man is he?"

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I C Y C R E E D : B E W I T C H I N G D A R K N E S S

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Takamori Quest: @PaulHaynek

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(Currently in collab)

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N O B L E S S E O B L I G E : S O U L O F F I R E

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Kazenosuke's House: @PaulHaynek @The Irish Tree(Vivian)

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Varã didn't protest to Vivian joining her on her quest to Kazenosuke's home. The trip didn't take along, as Takeshi himself stated earlier. Eventually, they found themselves near a small house by the river. There were a group of men talking, one of them was easy to guess was Kazenosuke himself due to his eastern garb. However, the other man he was speaking with was the same man who killed Sidonus. She didn't know the name of the man, and she didn't give a damn, all she could feel was the rage building up inside of him just looking at his masked mug.

They appeared to be talking about something, but Varã was too full of ire to have paid attention. The masked man and the group of Varjans had left before Varã could go to him, but that didn't stop her from stomping over to Kazenosuke.

"You're Kazenosuke, aren't you?" Varã said to the swordsman. "Lord Takeshi wants to know why you didn't join the battle at the beach. And I want to know why you were speaking with that despicable, murderous man in the mask!" She snapped, eyes full of fiery chagrin.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

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Breakthrough

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Komatsu Bay: @PaulHaynek@The Irish Tree(Lili)@Crowvette@Restalaan(Skars)

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Shizuka pondered for a moment, walking closer to the fortress with the other members.

"I was thinking of using a disguise to pose as a merchant, but, I may have built up a reputation among the Varjan ranks at this point. They may recognize my face, so perhaps it's best for me to hide in the cart with the others. Unless, you have a mask or something I could borrow?" He said, looking to the short sake maker who he shared a name with.

He looked at Skarsneek, who offered a hand to Io to help her into the cart. Ultimately deciding against the disguise, Shizuka quickly hopped onto the cart along with them. The grace he executed the maneuver with didn't even cause the cart to rock.

"Well, shall we go? Even if the gig goes south, I don't doubt that I and the others can react in time to make a quick response."

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Second Chance

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Fort Tanabe: @PaulHaynek@Restalaan(Grin)

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"Ugh... Oaf!!" Atsuha snapped.

"Grin-san! Don't be rude to my Nee-san!" Hinami whined. Despite their mewling, the sisters had heard every word spoken by Kikyo. They both nodded in agreement to her proposal, also noticing that she was concern about Takeshi's absence.

"If the wait too long for the young lord to show, he'd perhaps wonder why we just sat and did nothing whilst the prisoners continued to suffer." Atsuha said. I'll scale the mountain and assist in freeing and arming the prisoners. The boorish brute can come along if he wants. Hinami, you stay here with Kikyo in case anything happens, be sure to assist her with anything."

"Aye-aye sister!" She responded with a cute salute.

Atsuha jetting out some webbing, attaching the other end to a craggy rock that jetted off of the cliffside. She carefully scaled the cliffside with the fine webbing, more durable than steel fiber. A little while after, she had made it to the top, standing on the fencing surrounding the fort. Quickly getting off, she scurried to the shadows, and attempted to scout out where the prisoners where being kept. They were several soldiers walking about, all of them fully armored and heavily armed.

Unfortunately, it wasn't exactly easy for a girl with a tree on her back to sneak around...

She did her best to find some weapons for the prisoners to utilize, all the while staying out of sight. Eventually making her way to a secluded part of the camp, she believed she had finally happened upon the prisoners. They were all housed in makeshift cages, clothed in worn rags. She had to be careful, even they likely wouldn't be pleased to see the presence of a mamono happen upon them, thus causing a commotion. She waited whilst the amount of guards hovering around the cages dwindled, and the couple that were left were distracted.

She silently broke the locks on each of the cages, then using her webbing, she placed the weapons she gathered during her trek at the feet of the freed prisoners. It was no time at all for the inmates to realize their new freedom, and they took the weapons and began their assault. Atsuha channeled the ofuda Kikyo had given her, and the ball of light quickly went up into the sky. No doubt the others would see, and thus the attack had begun.

Atsuha assisted the prisoners in their fight, but was sure to maintain distance and opted to cast long range magical attacks.

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

_{@Rune_Alchemist@Click This}

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Havershel Estate

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Battle Theme:⚔️

"Gracie, chierica" Lucrecia said to Madeline, catching the blade she tossed her way. A blessed weapon, eh? This certainly would've been useful earlier, she thought to herself. Although, if she had chosen her words more carefully earlier, this situation would've have happened in the first place. Lucrecia looked over at the child that was placed in Polina's care, believing she heard something mentioned about him being the son of Camio. Perhaps Lucrecia should apologize to the child later for upsetting his father so much.

She'd have to think about that later though.

Right now, Camio let loose more of his steel feathers at the pair, Madeline readied herself for the incoming attack. However, Cassandre strolled over and muttered some kind of incantation that caused the space between them and the Demon Lord to contort. The phenomenon caused the blades to stop dead in their tracks. Camio wasn't about to let that stop him, and used more feathers to give his claws long metal blades, swinging them down on Madeline.

Not missing a step, Lucrecia didn't feel as though she had much magic left, so she had to be careful. She cloaked her new blessed blade in a bit of ember and swung to meet Camio's slashing attack to defend the Churchwoman. Lucrecia was always one to return a favor.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Collab with @Enkryption

Wrapping Up Loose Ends

Giselle’s attention immediately shifted back to Scarlett, having sensed that she was doing something strange to one of her arms. Noting the mummified appendage, Lupina had reached out to shake her hand. Upon touching it, however, the limb had torn off. Lupina then screamed and thus the arm was flung into the ceiling. Not missing a beat, Scarlett then summoned her serpentine spirit, and had it shoot a small blast of ember.

”What in the-”

BOOM!

Scarlett had generated an explosion of blood and grime, thereby making the perfect distraction for both her and Lupina to break away from their senior officer and sail on the skies. Xashan had shield the party from the fallout of the explosion using a sand barrier. Giselle had a look of utter shock on her face, while Xashan and Roze held expressions of mild annoyance.

”By the All-Mother, what in the hell was that? What’s her problem?” Said the sniper.

Making a small sigh, Xashan looked on as his two teammates faded from view, heading back toward the direction they just came from. ”Ah. These ladies certainly are forceful, AND rather cheeky. Giselle, I understand how this looks, but don’t let it bother you too much, they just wanted to break away, not meaning any harm to anyone present." He said, reassuring the forest envoy.

”Do you want me to drag them back here?” Roze asked, sounding as if she didn’t really want to anyway. ”We don’t need them causing trouble in town, especially not right now.”

”Nah, it’s fine. I know where they’re going, it’s about the mission we just did." Xashan said with a dismissive wave. Gathering sand at his feet, Xashan began to be lifted off the ground. Manipulating his sand, he floated above the heads of everyone else present. ”I’ll go and keep an eye on ‘em, and make sure we get back once our business is concluded." He said, following after them.

As fast as he was, the Apostles had a good headstart on him, and flight that didn't require maintaining sand and stability. As such, the women would land in the village, and split up immediately on their own plans.

Scarlett headed for the local jail to arrange an interrogation with the leader of the Boar Boys, while, also, sending Milli to go out and snoop around for anything suspicious with the populace. Lupina, however, put hers and Baast's nose to work, as she hit the beat and asked around for where the Boar Boys hung out in order to determine what they'd been up to.

They had precious, little time to work, so they weren't wasting time. They would reconnoiter once Xashan, or Roze, inevitably arrived to drag them back.

It wasn’t especially difficult for Xashan to find the two ladies; In addition to already knowing where they’d probably go, those two had very distinct scents. He immediately deduced that Lupina was a cross-breed, but Scarlett was another matter entirely. The scent she gave off was human, but also…Fae? He hadn’t met too many Peredhel in his time, but they weren’t unheard of.

The two ladies would eventually arrive in front of the precinct, where they originally dropped off the captured thugs where they’d be processed through the Republic’s normal systems. They would also notice a particular man walking in as well; Immediately they would sense the man’s mana signature as an oddity, but could easily tell that the stench of wolf spirits hung heavily on him. He had dark, spiked hair and had mean-looking red eyes, his appearance suggested that he was a martial artist, or at least a roughneck of sorts.

Entering the station with little regard for etiquette, he went over to one of the officers sitting at a desk. The said officer looked at him with alarm as he stopped writing on the documents in front of him.

”I’m here to see Javion, he was in the squad that got captured right?” Said the roughneck, his voice as rough as his appearance.

The officer squinted at the new arrival. ”He is, I know you’ve been looking for him, so it’s honestly rather fortunate that you’ve arrived. Seems he was spooked by the group of reavers that captured him, but he won’t talk to us nonetheless. Maybe you can get something out of the tight-lipped bastard.” He responded. He then pointed to the cell that the gang member had been put in.

”You know, Javion in particular, wasn’t that bad of a guy. Vagus, you two used to be pretty tight, yeah? Before you gave up your days of rolling with brigands.” Continued the guard.

”Yeah…” Said the man, apparently named Wolf, he spoke plainly and didn’t even turn to the officer when replying to him. He simply continued toward the cell he had been directed to.

As they landed, Scarlett raced up the stairs; passing by the strangers, as they spoke. Stopping inside, she sniffed the air - seeking the delicious smell of pork. It was difficult inside the melting pot of smells, but her nose was sharp for a Human.

At the same time, Lupina was listening to the conversation between the newcomers and the officers. They seemed to be on terms, and aware of their quarry. That... was a problem. No motivation could be gleaned from their cryptic conversation, beyond she knew that she and Scarlett needed to get ahead of them.

"Let's go. I overheard where bacon fat is," Lupina says, relaying the directions the men had been given thanks to her sensitive hearing, "Seems like those two assholes are gunning for him, too. Sounds personal."

Scarlett narrowed her eyes, "Now for long! It's business for me!" and threw herself forward, before leaping into the air, "Milli!" and landing on the snake like a surfboard.

Lupina smirked, and turned to the officers. "Official business of Eon Tower. We aren't done here," she says, before running after Scarlett, and leaping into the air, "Baast!" and chasing her down in the air.

”The hell?! We’re indoors, dammit!!” Shouted one surprised officer. The officers in the precinct grew agitated and flustered at the shocking display made by the pair of Scarlett and Lupina, surfing on their familiars through the rooms.

”Six be damned, who are they?” Asked a policewoman. ”They’re the larger part of the Eon group that caught the Bad Boy Boars in the local district.” Answered another guard. ”I guess they came back to interrogate the perps.”

”They’re from Eon? Guess I should be surprised…” Said another, shaking their head.

It certainly didn’t take them long to catch up with Vagus, who immediately noticed them catching up with him. He turned, eyes in a sharp gaze. ”Who the hell ar-” Was all he could say as they jetted past him. They quickly made their way in front of the cell that the perps were in; The convicts looked up in shock at the sudden gust of wind that accompanied their landing. Shock turned to horror at the familiar sight of the ladies. Especially by the one sitting in the back, the girls didn’t know it, but that was Javion.

”You two must be the weirdo reavers who caught these guys.” Said Vagus, who appeared behind them only a moment after, apparently not being left in the dust as much as initially thought. ”I imagine we’re all here for the same reason? You guys can traumatize whichever inmates you’d like, but the guy in the back there is for me alone.” He said, pointing at Javion.

”W-whoa, Vagus?!” Javion said, still shaken. ”Are these babes with you?”

”Nah, they’re from another group. Besides, you know I run alone now. But nevermind that, I came to find out why you guys suddenly decided to start doing dumb shit.”

Javion looked at Vagus with a bewildered expression, as if he wasn’t expecting the blatant question. It seemed he couldn’t answer, instead looking down at the cell floor with a now somber look on his face.

"Hey, Lupi..." Scarlett says, transforming her arms into Eosinophil, and splitting the barrel into three.

"Yeah, Scar," Lupina asks, materializing an arrow that set her on her heels.

"I'm not in the mood," Scarlett says.

"Me neither," Lupina agreed.

"I only need his brain, being honest. This rest... acceptable losses..." Scarlett says.

Lupina smirked, "Heard."

"TIME FOR PORK!" Baast howled, as he tore at the cell gate.

"PIGGIE FOOD!" Milli hisses, as she latched onto the gate, as well.

"Whoever you are, you're interfering in our business!" Scarlett says, whirling on the man with a bladed kick; blood splashing from the manifestation of Neutrophil growing from her shin to ankle, as she aimed at him.

"Just because Xashan thinks he knows everything doesn't make him right!" Lupina snapped, aiming at the other man; her feet sinking into the tile floor from her charged arrow.

"We aren't done here!"

Both Scarlett and Lupina emanated a physical, smoke-like Miasma, as their hair stood on end, and revealed their third eyes; both linked to each other by the Espermancy of The Maiden Abyss.

They weren't letting go without a fight.

”Canis Armis” That’s what Scarlett would hear, coming at Vagus with her leg turned cleaver. She’d then feel a powerful hand that blocked her attack, and whatever he did to his hand it made it stronger enough for Scarlett’s blade to not break the skin.

As the inmates cowered at the sight of Baast and Milli tearing at the cell walls, they would feel themselves being stopped by half a dozen wolf summons, being held in place with their fangs.

”I said that you could traumatize whoever you wanted, except the guy in the back. He’s mine. Also, pretty sure that traumatize doesn’t mean kill.” He said with a chuckle. ”Not sure who this Xashan you’re talking about is, but he sounds like a droog.”

”Very funny, wolf boy." Said a familiar voice. Along with it, Lupina would be subject to the familiar feeling of sand covering her bow hand, preventing it from firing. It seemed Xashan had finally caught up with them, along with a few officers with angry looks on their faces.

”What the hell’s going on here?!” One shouted.

”Apologies officer." Xashan said. ”This was just supposed to be a simple interrogation. The methods that these ladies use are a bit more rugged than the standard fare, we’ll say." He said in a jovial tone, trying to lighten the mood. ”I apologize on behalf of Eon."

Vagus looked at Xashan with an intense gaze. ”Did you guys just say…that you’re with Eon?”

"Lesser beasts. Bowing to a man..." Baast snarled, eyeing the wolves behind him.

"ICKY! ICKY!" Milli whined, squirming in place.

"You hard of hearing," Scarlett asks. "That’s old news!"

"Xashan..." Lupina turned her gaze to him, "...you are in the way, now."

"Exceedingly..." Scarlett affirms. "We left you at home. Message wasn’t clear enough," she asks. "This might be all neat and tidy for you, but it’s not over, and this jackasses showing up proves it!"

"They know that hunk of hog, and were planning to bust him out!" Lupina surmises. "Taking out only lead into what’s going on with them!"

”No, but apparently the two of you idiots are…” Vagus said, annoyed and rather indignant at this point.

”Indeed you did. Quite rudely in fact.” Xashan replied to the girls. He squinted when they mentioned that the wolf summoner planned on busting out the prisoner in the back, turing to him in curiosity.

Vagus looked at the two with perplexity, then sneered for a little bit. ”You…thought I was planning on busting this dumbass out? Yeah, no. The way I see it, he’s in here because he deserves it. The dumbass played games he shouldn’t have, and now he’s paying the price. I’m just here ‘cause I need some info from him, same as you it seems.”

Xashan sighed, shaking his head at the scene. ”Do you guys know why I dragged you back to the Tower in the first place? This is precisely why. You guys need to learn to leave well enough alone. I was actually planning on coming back here and interrogating them at a later time, provided law enforcement couldn’t get anything out of them. Why are you two so deadset on playing detective anyway?”

"You don’t get to be curious, now," Scarlett says, "It is our mission to uncover the reason behind things, not leave them to change and happenstance," she says, "Dealing with the who, what, and why is the task we undertake, once we are beyond Eon Tower, and on task."

"Just because you were satisfied, didn’t mean we were," Lupina says. "Just because you were planning on returning at a later time, doesn’t mean all would have been well," she says, "Leaving things be is how things go wrong. If we hadn’t returned, there’s no telling what could have happening here and now."

Lupina returned to the man with command of wolves, "Regardless of your affiliations, your purpose, yours needs, and your wants, it shakes nothing of the custodial hold Eon Tower has on Porkbelly."

Scarlett sneered, "In short, first bites ours."

”Arteus seems to have company with some interesting fucks sense I last saw him.” Said Vagus.

”Hmm? You know Arteus, wolf boy?” Xashan said to him, tilting his head.

”Name’s Vagus.” He snapped. ”Remember that, little kitty.” After giving his name, Vagus pushed Scarlett back towards Xashan with his powerful palm. The Eon group would likely note how Vagus’s palm, along with his whole arm, looked more like a wolf’s at that moment. Hairy, clawed, and muscular. Xashan growled at the wolf summoner, now also becoming annoyed with his attitude.

Vagus then turned to Lupina. ”What you don’t seem to realize is that in these types of instances, Eon and any other reavers for that matter, are simply hired help. He said, his arm now turning back to normal. ”The custodial hold, as you call it, by all rights belongs to the Republic’s district precinct. The one we’re in right now, in case that went over your head. You’re why they simply just can’t have vigilantes running around as they please, so under the reaver system, they request hired help. After which, you’re paid for your services, and then sent on your merry way. In order words, you’re just gloried delivery mooks.” He said, chuckling.

”That’s enough. An officer said, stepping forward. ”What he saying is technically correct, but I think this has gone on long enough. If you lot want to speak with Javion, I’ll set a room up for you. But, for now I think it’s best that the two ladies let Vagus be a mediator. The perp and him have known each other for a good while, and would be more inclined to talk with him.”

Javion, still silent, was shivering along with his mates in the cell with fear. Vagus turned to him, his expression now calmer.

”I…suppose that’s fine. If it’s all the same to these two here.”

"Mooks, yeah," Lupin asks. "Keep that in mind for later," she says, dropping her arrow into a line of blood that spread from Scarlett to her and into the cell, "Mooks are the one quickest to stab you in the back, after all..."

Disappearing into the blood, the arrow appeared at the end of the blood trail, nocked in the end of one of Scarlett’s harpoon firing tube - a small construct built from the iron in the spilled blood from the kick she’d launched at Vagus, mingling with the blood that was produced from her original formation of her ranged attack armament.

"Don’t tell them all the secrets," Scarlett smirked, as she tugged her foot out of the blood; ripping wiring and blood vessels, "It’ll spoil the surprise..." she sneered, as the small cannon fell apart, and the arrow embedded itself into the floor. "One, I wanna make sure you never see coming..."

Dismissing Milli and Baast, the two stretched for a moment - Scarlett, her legs; Lupina, her arms - after which, they seemed to lapse into silence; speaking between each other, before nodding.

Suddenly, they took off without a word of warning.

Vagus looked at them with slight confusion, but then paid special attention to their little blood show. He couldn’t piece together why they ran off as they did, however.

”Ah, those two make a pretty good team. When they aren’t finding new ways to disturb the peace.” Xashan added.

”I…imagine that means they won’t be joining the interrogation?” Said the officer

”Whatever, makes no difference to me. Let’s just get this over with.” Vagus spat. He groaned as he began wiping the blood off of his clothes. ”It’s gonna take forever getting this shit out…”

”Whelp, glad that’s over, I guess. I’ll look after those two and make sure they don’t cause any more trouble, weird they’d just go away after all that trouble of trying to get to these guys though…”

Vagus raised his hand, which glowed with a pale indigo light. He revealed several wolf souls where the two Eon recruits were standing, along with some behind him as well. Waving his hand, Vagus dismissed his familiars, the conflict now settled.

”Those two are more clever than I originally gave them credit for.” He said. ”That lady who could morph her body, whose blood got on me… She quickly figured that a straightforward strike wouldn’t work on me. So, she worked with her friend to set up a sneak attack. But, I could tell she’s a beginner when it comes to invocation, not being able to sense my familiars much at all. Plus, they deduced that since no one here was on their side they should just cut their losses.”

The guard unlocked the damaged cell, and motioned for Javion to come forth. The latter was hesitant at first, but sensing that the danger had subsided, he slowly came out.

”Vagus, bro…”

”Save it, muttonhead. Let’s just do this so I can go home already.” He lazily spat.

They made their way to a lone room down another hall, then promptly entered…

Scarlett and Lupina sat on the root of the police station, and started as a small, kind of phonograph-like device, and listened to Vagus chastise them.

"That dick..." Scarlett growled. "Acting like he's so cool. Just acting like he wasn't tricked."

"Oi, dumbass, will you pipe down," Lupina snapped, ear to the small device, "He didn't wipe all the blood off, but I can barely hear..."

Scarlett grumbled, as they resumed listening...

The officer motioned for Vagus and Javion to enter the room, where there was a single table that had seats on opposite sides. A single chair was situated in a corner behind them, the one the officer would take to supervise the interrogation. All of the men sat, and allowed the talk to begin.

”Alright Jav, talk to me.” Vagus was the first to speak. ”Who put you guys up to this, and how much did they pay you?”

”It isn’t like that, things got…more complicated… There’s not much I can say.” Javion replied.

”Must’ve been a pretty penny, as it seems you suddenly got some tight lips.” Vagus retorted.

”I’m serious, bro!!” Javion said, frantically. ”This wasn’t about money, w-we were threatened!”

Both Vagus and the officer raised a brow at Javion’s statement. ”Who was it, I thought you lot ran all of your rival gangs out of the area?”

”It wasn’t another gang. I-it was just…one guy…” Javion said, his head hung down.

"Just one man," Lupina asks. "Baast, go. Sniff around for any the pigpen, and isolate anything that isn’t porkpie."

"Right," Baast nodded, before separating from Lupina in his Full Spirit form, and lunging off the roof.

"Need this conversation to hustle..." Scarlett says, before closing her right eye. "Milli, slither around the vents a little. Listen for any chatter about new faces, and passers in and out."

"Yes, Mommy!" Milli says, before slithering into the vent from the roof.

Spirits sent out, the girls resumed listening...

”One guy scared all of you? Well, considering those ladies were able to do the same thing, guess I shouldn’t be surprised.” Vagus said with a small “haha”. ”Who was he?”

”He was a feline Belua, he wore strange robes and used a long and slender sword. I don’t know where he came from; He just appeared to us one day, and beat us up real bad. Said he would kill us if we didn’t do as he said. Th-that’s when we started doin’ worse things: attacking people, breaking into administrative offices, vandalizing private property. Shit didn’t make any sense!”

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”You, uh, didn’t ask why he wanted you doing that shit? You’re right, it doesn’t make sense…” Vagus said.

”I would rather have my head attached to my body…. Javion weakly said.

"Fair enough..."

"That aside," Scarlett says, "To what end, falls to us to discover..."

"So it seems," Lupina says, "All that grumbling old asshole seems like he's good for is fighting and being an eyesore..."

Scarlett nodded. "It's unethical, but I need to get into that coward's head," she says, "I need to get my blood into him... I can look into his memories from there... with Her Eye..."

Lupina stood up. "I just need a syringe small enough to contain blood and I can fire it on an arrow," she says, "If you make me a bow small enough, anyways."

"Sounds like a plan, then," Scarlett says, blood spurting from her fingers, as spawned two small blades, two sharp spikes, a single blunted mace in their place, before she crossed her left thigh over her right, and cut into the meat; his discolored blood solidifying until a table to work on the small project.

"...I'll keep listening..." Lupina gagged at the macabre sight and work.

Scarlett didn't reply, but she, too, was listening, as they eavesdropped together...

”Right. So, I imagine he didn’t tell you anything of substance. Probably because you were just disposable pawns in a greater scheme. I’m guessing he didn’t even give you a name or an alias?”

”No, but, he did drop the name of some kind of group or something. He said Preydator, I think it was.”

”Huh? Preydator?? Weird name. Doesn’t ring any bells, unfortunately. You ever heard of them, officer? ”

The officer shook his head in disagreement.

"How much longer on that bow and arrow," Lupina asks, her expression darkening. "Now I have questions..."

Scarlett looked over, "Reasons for the rush. Seems that round of dialogue caught you attention," she noticed the darkness, "Take it, you have beef, now."

Lupina bleeted aggressively, before spitting off the roof. "One could say," she says, "Tell me... can you murder someone with your creepy powers without notice, like, such, with that blood needle..."

"Effortlessly," Scarlett nods. "Is holiday ham a threat, now?"

"To me," Lupina says.

"And, Eon," Scarlett asks. "I have a lot of blood in my hands," she says, "I'll need justification."

"If I tell you... you go on the list, just like him," Lupina says.

Scarlett laughed, and then smirked, as she held the syringe needle to her eyesight. "Colour me curious..." she says, before looking to the little speaker. "Compose yourself, while they continue..."

Lupina narrowed her eyes, but listened with Scarlett...

”I’m with Scarlett on this one." A voice rang out to the girls. At this point, the girls likely didn’t even need to turn around to know who it was.

”Since we might as well get something out of having come back here, let’s continue to hear them out. These ears of mine picked up what you two were talking about up until this point, so no need to play catchup. However, let’s avoid killing, shall we?" Xashan sat down next to the girls, legs folded and arms crossed with a smile.

”Guess I’ll have to do some digging to see if there’s anything that can be found on this gang for now. I think that’s all we can really get for now. There anything else you need to ask him?” Said the officer, getting up from his seat and walking over toward Javion.

”There is, actually.” Vagus said. ”You know where our feline friend is now? Did he ever setup any kind of meeting place for you to report to him? If he threatened you to keep you coerced in this, he must be holded up somewhere near by right? ”

”I mean, he didn’t say anything in particular. He always came to our neck of the woods, he was really careful about the whole thing for some reason. Y-you don’t think he’ll come looking for us, now that we’re caught do you?!”

”It’s possible. It’ll probably be better to have you moved to a different prison, if possible.”

”Aw hell!!” Javion started to panic at this point, until the officer called him down.

”Even if I file all the necessary paperwork tonight, it would take a few days for everything to process. It would likely be approved though, given the circumstance.”

”That’d be the right move for these guys. I’d suggest law enforcement keep an eye out for any suspicious characters.” With that Vagus got up and began to leave the room.

”Wait, bro! You can protect me, right?! I mean, you’re stronger than any of these droog coppers!” Javion said, his voice cracking. The officer was a bit annoyed at his statement, but knew that he was right.

”Sorry, Jav, but you brought this on yourself. You had a chance to leave this life behind, but you just couldn’t let it go. I’m afraid that you’ll have to put your life in the hands of the local law enforcement from here on. I’m just a freelancer now.”

Without looking back Vagus left the inmate and the jailer to their devices, walking until he eventually reached the exit of the precinct. Upon walking outside, he gestured with his hand in the form of a dismissive acknowledgement. It was as if he was doing it to thin air, but he knew better. He knew he had an audience during that interrogation.

"Pressing my patience..." Lupina says, as Xashan appeared. "Eavesdropping is rude."

"Rather," Scarlett says, "Freelancer. Self-important dickhead." Standing, she tore the crafting table out of her legs and pulled the tools out with her teeth. "Xashan, I'm stealing from you. It's for science, so you can't get mad..."

Scarlett stepped to the edge of the roof, and then forward onto a cloud of iron particles like sand... before gathering a spike of it, and throwing it at Vagus.

"Pervert," she snarled, as the javelin raced forward.

Vagus seemingly ignored the clop of dust that was jettisoned at him from above. He lazily dodged it with a slight movement of his neck. Scarlett may have heard him mutter something, before he snickered a bit. It may have been something along the lines of “Confident, aren't we?”

Xashan sighed, the situation apparently over finally.

”Well, that puppy bastard was certainly a character." He said plainly. ”At least we know now that the cause was someone acting on behalf of some unknown gang. You…seem to know them, Lupina. But, you can’t tell us, for some reason?"

"Oh, there is a reason," Lupina says, "I’ll just have to kill you afterwards. He’s on the list of people to die, as well," she says, "And, that officer... and you... and her... all of you..."

Scarlett turned her attention back to Lupina, iron particles gathering around her like Xashan’s sand. "Dangerous game, playing predator when you were born prey," she says, forming a lance without lifting an arm, or even facing Lupina. "I’ve died once before," she says, "I’m in no mood for a second knock."

"You better aim your lance elsewhere, then," Baast growled, a pair of chokutou crossed at Scarlett’s throat like a pair of scissors, "Before I close my fangs on your throat and kill you."

A sharp hiss split the air, as Milli spawned from Scarlett’s left blood, and encircled Lupina’s firing arm, threatening her neck in turn. Her scales were reddening with heat, as she hissed back, "Same! Milli do same! You suffer, if Milli suffer!"

Once again, a stalemate. No winner with both women armed to fire, and both Spirit Animals ready to punish them for it.

”Hey, hey…" Xashan said, his own sand at the ready. He noted how quickly Scarlett picked up on his sand alchemy, but wasn’t surprised by it. In fact, it made him smirk a bit.

”No need to play cat and mice here, this isn’t a jungle or an open savannah where survival of the fittest is the only rule. Lupina, whatever your reasons are, I don't think it necessary to jump to something so drastic. Why don’t we head back to the Tower for now and think on our next move."

"Fine," came the annoyed retraction of conflict, as Baast and Milli retreated back into their respective shadows, "For now..."

Miles off, an amused Deity sat on her duff, and watched. "Poor things..." she says, "It would seem... my third eye has found another lost one, and guided her through..." she stood up, "At last, my Handmaidens will assemble as a whole..."

{Then, we can set this world right...}

Opening a Void Portal, Mae disappeared to parts unknown.

There was one thing that was weighing on Xashan’s mind: did those two just emit a small amount of
miasma? The officers present weren’t that intune to sensing energies, so they probably only felt a dark and sickly tension in the air. But to Xashan, there was no mistaking it. But, then, Arteus surely must’ve known that, why would he admit malfested to the Tower? He would make it a point to ask him about it later. But also -

”Say, that Vagus dude acted he knew Arteus personally, saying somethin’ about they met before?" He said, attempting to keep conversation away from further unpleasantries.

"Who cares," Scarlett asks. "It would seem, pretty boy knows all manner of kith and kin. What’s one asshole out of the bunch?"

"Aye," Lupina agreed. "The real question is, what are you going to do about that lunch you promise?"

Scarlett wheeled on Xashan, "Yeah, there is that whole matter to settle."

"Since you’ve been so uncharitable as to not even trust us with a simple matter, or even that you were planning to return, I feel we’re doubly entitled to lunch, now," Lupina says.

Nodding, Scarlett smirked. "We’ll even make a date of it," she says, "Since, I was planning to take Elaine to breakfast, before all this interrupted me. Now, you can treat us to dinner."

"Sounds like a plan!" Lupina says, snatching Xashan’s right arm, as Scarlett snatched his left. "Unless you have an argument to wage against," she says, "Spoiler alert, though..."

"WE AREN’T HAVING EXCUSES!"

Xashan would feel hands against his back, and smell the scent of a wolf. Baast was behind him.

”You…You were about to take Elaine out? Aw, c’mon man… You guys only just joined up!" Xashan whined. Truthfully, the cat had asked out Elaine several times for a meal, or even a drink or two. He was subsequently turned down every time - politely, of course.

Xashan frowned as he sensed Baast’s presence behind him, he got his fill of the scent of wolf spirits for the night he felt. No, more like for the whole rest of the year. ”Hey now, if I recall, you two ran off on your own. Not to mention, you traumatized I don’t know how many people. You gals may not realize this, but you’re really intense! I sort of like it, if I’m being honest."

Xashan sighed, but held his head back up, his mood improved a bit. ”I know a good restaurant that has some ritzy food from Flugell. It’s pretty expensive to boot, but lucky for you gals I’ve been saving up a bit~"

"Ritzy!" Milli hissed, as Xashan’s neck was suddenly dragged down by a new weight and little fingers clinging to the neck. "Ritzy traumatized! Ritzy intense! Ritzy!"

"At least, you know how to treat a lady," Baast says, "Now, hurry! I want pork! Beef! Chips! Goooo!"

"FOOD TIME!" Scarlett and Lupina cheered, dragging their benefactor (for now) ahead faster.

Xashan had to ask himself... could his wallet survive?

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@Silverstein

Upon entering the mess hall, Leon would notice the room was relatively empty, save for one table where Eve and Lapis sat. They were eating dinner, but stopped and turned to look at Leon when they noticed him entering. Lapis had a look of concern, while Eve seemed to be a bit anxious.

”Oh, there you are.” Eve said. ”Donovan came by earlier and said that he wanted to talk to you about something, it was about the last mission we went on.”

”It sounded like you guys got in trouble.” Lapis chimed in. ”Wouldn’t it have been mainly your fault, Eve? Since you apparently blew it up? A blunder on your first mission isn’t a good look…”

”It wasn’t my fault!!” Eve whined. ”That Einer guy got injured and Leon and I were completely surrounded! I had to do something if we didn’t want to end up as target disks!” She angrily pointed her fork at Lapis, who held an expression of indifference at her friend’s plea of innocence.

”Anyway, he said the heart of the matter was an item that could halt mana flow within a given radius of its vicinity. Eve likely blew it up, as she does everything else, but he wanted to ask you since you were there as well.” Eve scowled at Lapis’s further remarks on her destructive tendencies.

”Umm…What made you decide to get all of those weird tattoos on your body? Is it a fashion statement, or is it a part of some new spell?”

Over in the kitchen area, humming and the sound of water and dishware could be heard. The water stopped for a moment and Bellum had walked into the mess to see Leon joining the others.

”Oh hi there!” She said cheerfully. ”I reckon you just got back from a mission. Well, I got plenty of steak and veggies to go around, help yerself!”

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@Rune_Alchemist

(Currently in collab)

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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 Irma 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."

”Oh! Please don’t let it trouble you. All of you are really strong, and I’m sure that Sir Einer will make a full recovery.” Irma said, attempting to comfort her escorts. ”Sometimes, things out of our control happen, but that’s why I made sure to prepare accordingly."

Irma rubbed her cheek with a finger, blushing at Shavis’s words. ”Oh my! Um, to be truthful Lady Shavis, I’m not sure I could give you a proper bout. You give my abilities too much credit, and I’ve no doubt you’d shatter my blade with your fists!”

She then grew silent for a moment as Hector inquired into the identity of the earlier assailants.

”Yeah. Seems like whoever hired ‘em doesn’t take failure as an option.” Ruecian replied. ”Irma, as a noble, I feel like you’d be more valuable alive than dead, but it seems like you really pissed someone off. Do you know of any entities that oppose you in such a way?”

Irma broke her silence, her expression stern but somber. ”Truthfully, I actually have quite a few peers within my circle who would want me dead. You see, there’s an issue with…corruption within the ranks of the Flugell nobility. I’ve..made it a personal goal to combat it in any way possible. They would have more than enough resources and finances to hire well-trained fighters to do their dirty work, all the while keeping their hands clean in the matter.”

Rue’s face grimaced. Not so much the situation, but the mention of corruption in Flugell in general. That place brought back memories that he tried his best to forget.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel had turned at the outburst of a now awake Einer. ”Well yes, Sir Einer, it is true. As a noble, she of course knows how to use magic, and in addition knows well how to use it to defend herself with. But, please understand, Lady Irma has become the target of unsavory characters in higher society. They can hire very powerful fighters to complete a given task. In this instance, she suspected that during her trip her, she would be targeted by assailants. Unfortunately, we had no way of knowing how strong they’d actually be. However, she herself wasn’t deterred at that prospect, she wanted to fight with you all from the very beginning. I was the one to insist that she stay back and let you lot handle the situation. It wasn’t until your situation grew dire that she forwent my request and charged into the fray. Forgive me, but as her servant, I have to prioritize her well being in all instances.”

Eventually, the two arrived in front of the physician’s clinic. Upon entering, Nathaniel flashed a card of sorts to the desk clerk. A few moments later, they were seen after. The doctor was able to treat Einer’s injuries quite effectively, treating the irregular flow of mana that was preventing his shoulder being healed by Irma or Hector. The clinician gave Einer recommendations of rest, and gave them the ok to leave. Eventually, they made their way back to the rest of the group.

”Milday and fellow comrades, you will be pleased to know that the worst of Sir Einer’s wounds have been fully treated, and with a bit of rest he’ll make a swift recovery.”

Irma clasped her hands together as her expression became much brighter. ”That’s wonderful, Sir Einer I’m so glad! I was worried when mine and Hector’s magic fail to heal you in a meaningful way, but thankfully we weren’t too far away from town.

Nathaniel walked over to Irma and got close to her ear. ”Do not forget why we're here, Milady.” He said.

”Oh! Of course! Forgive me everyone, but Nathanial and I must attend to some business as part of coming here in the first place. We won’t be too long, I assure you.”

”No worries, that’s why we made sure to get you here in one piece.” Rue replied. ”Take your time.”

Irma and Nathaniel bowed and left for an establishment that was down the borough a little ways. It looked like a normal enough building, but they did notice there were much less people going in and out of it compared to those around it.

”Glad you’re OK, Einer.” Ruecian said to the young noble as they waited. ”Hector, I know that you got pretty banged up, but good work protecting him. To be honest, I’m not sure Shavis or I could’ve made it over to you guys in time…” He continued, scratching his head. ”I mean, I probably still would’ve been able to save you guys though, but...”

While they conversed, Irma was having a discussion of her own

Paradigm

Irma was seated in a decorated chair, with Nathaniel standing dutifully next to her. Across a small table from her was seating another woman. She looked to be in her mid-twenties at first glance. She wore a long black dress with sleeves that were clearly too long. Her hair was solid black, but had a purple hue on the inside.

”Well, sounds like they’re getting bolder with their attacks, I’m glad you made it here safe.” The dark haired woman was the first to speak.

”It would seem so.” Irma spoke next. ”It would seem that they’ve now resorted to hiring trained mercenaries, as opposed to roughneck brigands. They were even outfitted with the latest tech from Lohengrin Industries!” She sighed, clearly still a bit shaken.

”Well, the fact that you’re here in front of me means that the help you hired won the day! Tell me, they appear to be capable at the very least. While I do understand that one of them was injured during the battle, I’m curious to know if they could be of true aid to us.” The woman’s hands were together and rested in her lap, anticipating Irma’s answer.

Irma was silent for a moment, trying to find the best words to describe the reaver squad that saved her and her servant. ”Yes, while Sir Einer was injured and didn’t show to be as capable as the others, he is still a magus and was shown to be willing to fight no matter the odds. In addition, he may still have some of his noble standing that could help us in the future.”

”Provided that his house isn’t adding to the problem.” Said the woman.

”Ahem. The other nobleman, Sir Hector, was quite the rifleman. No doubt due to his service within the capital; I wonder why he left and joined up with an independent magus sect? Not to mention, the weapon he used surpassed the tech that the mercenaries used. I’ve never seen tech like that on the market. That Tower must have a master mechanic! He also had a snake familiar that further aided him. Then, there was Lady Shavis, she’s quite the beast! No pun intended of course. The way she blended her lightning element and animal familiar in her CQC was astounding, and she barely flinched after being slashed with a lance. That’s a Belua for you!”

”Traits that were shared with the team leader, yes? That’s the one I’m most interested in.” The black-haired woman crossed her legs and gestured that she wanted to get to the heart of the story.

”Ah, Sir Ruecian. Indeed, the others were by no means slouches. But, Ruecian was on a whole other level. His mastery over water and ice allowed to make his own weapons against the teched-out mercs, and took out several using only hand-to-hand! Freezing them, cutting them down with water plumes, he could even make ice clones. His martial mastery belies his young age, he certainly has earned his reputation.”

The dark clad woman giggled for a bit, a hand placed on her mouth. ”My, my, I see he made a lasting impression. But, it’s perfectly understandable, one could say that he is one with the water. I understand that not only could the attackers not land a hand on him, hew wasn’t even tired after the whole ordeal. And that dragon summon of his must’ve been a sight to behold.” Irma blushed and made a face at her compatriot, which caused her to giggle even more. ”At any rate, I do believe they can be of great help to the cause. Uh, provided they continue to accept our requests in the future. Now then, onto other matters. I think it’s best you stay a few nights here. Once they learn that this attack failed, it’d be too suspicious and risky for them to mount another attack so soon in this town. Don’t worry about the details, I’ve already prepared rooms for you and Nathaniel. You’ll be very well taken care of here.”

”Thank you so much for the offer, Liesel, but I think it's best that we return back to the Republic.” Irma said, getting up from her seat.

”Oh my, are you sure?” The woman named Liesel said. ”I suppose you’ll be safe with that team at your side, but I thought you’d be tired after fighting yourself to save that Einer boy.”

”I’m fine, really. While fighting isn’t necessarily my forte, I’m more hardy than you give me credit for, friend!” Irma said, making a flexing motion with one of her arms.

Chuckling, Liesel could see that she wouldn’t be changing her mind. ”Very well, I admit defeat, do as you will. I know how stubborn you can be! Just…promise me that you’ll be careful on your way back, yes? I’m…not sure what I’d do if anything happened to you…”

Irma wore an uplifting smile on her face, turning to her friend just before she and Nathanial left the establishment. ”No worries. With them at my side, the Paradigm will crumble in no time!”

After some time, Irma and Nathanial returned to the group. ”Our business here has concluded, and I think it’s time I got you all home now.” Irma said.

”Sounds good. Alright, you heard the lady, let’s saddle up.” Rue said.

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The ride back to the Republic had remained uneventful the whole ride, without any interruptions from geared up death merchants thankfully. The sun was beginning to set, bathing the landscape in front of Morgenröte’s gates with a vermilion light.

”We’re back home, everyone.” Nathaniel said, signaling for everyone to exit the vehicle. Rue, Shavis, Hector, and a treated Einer now stood in front of Irma and her servant, both them with grateful looks on their faces.

”Everyone, I’d just like to thank you again on behalf of house Mohner for escorting us to and from our destination. The tactics and combat skills you displayed were nothing short of spectacular! Sir Einer, I apologize again that you were injured during the ordeal, and am overjoyed that you were able to recover! As for your payment, I’ve already made arrangements for the gold to be transferred directly to the Tower. Well…”

Irma paused for a moment, looking over everyone, Ruecian being the last one she looked at. Rue noticed, being puzzled by her gaze. ”Well, I do believe that just about covers everything. I expect great things from Eon, based on what I’ve witnessed today. I do hope we can continue to rely on your assistance in the foreseeable future. Until then, I hope you all have a good evening. Nathaniel, we’re heading home.” With a confirming nod, Nathaniel along with Irma made a polite bow at the team and entered back into their vehicle, driving back to her household.

Ruecian looked at the pair drive off, then turned back to the group. ”Alright, a job well done, team. Glad it seems like none of you are slacking on your training! Unless you guys have stuff to do somewhere else, I say we head back to the Tower. Got use some rest, especially Einer.” He said, motioning them to follow him back to Eon.

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@Eviledd1984

Uskeche would find himself in the entrance hall of Eon, amongst the elaborate and ornate workings of the walls around him. In front of him was the master of the Tower and the one who escorted him here, Arteus Navarre Irvin, who up until this point had been out all day.

”Here we are at the Tower, welcome abroad!” Arteus said, welcoming the newest edition to the Eon. ”I can give you a full tour if you’d like, although it’s rather late in the evening and I’d imagine you may want to get settled in for the day.” He said in a jovial tone.

”I see that a good chunk of our new team members are here, perhaps you’ll get a chance to meet some of them. Speaking of which, Ruecian, your drill instructor of sorts, seems to be returning from a mission with his team.”

Indeed, Rue and co had made their way into the entrance hall, meeting eyes with Arteus and the curious magus Uskeche. ”Arteus, there you are!” Rue said. ”Brun mentioned that you’d be gone on business most of the day, more shit with the Association?”

”Something of the sort…” Arteus replied, in a rather foreboding tone. ”We’ll talk about it tomorrow. For now, I want to introduce everyone here to our newest member. That includes Xashan’s group.”

”Ugh, so even the furball joins us…” He whined.

”Nice to see you too, scale-shedder!” Retorted a familiar loud voice. Xashan, Scarlett, and Lupina had also returned to the Tower, having just got done with a dinner that had a check with too many digits… ”Master Arteus, see you made it back here finally! How’s your new friend?”

”He is your new teammate and new member of the Tower, Uskeche.”

”I see, evening. I’m Ruecian Valeniquen, nice to meetcha. Try to get up in the morning on time and don’t slack off, and we should get along fine.”

”Aw, lay off the guy ya gremlin! Not everyone’s a fight nerd like you.” Xashan jeered.

”Oh, sorry, guess I should be a loud-mouthed himbo like you then?” Rue retorted.

”Ahem. Uskeche, don’t mind the nonsense from these two. We here at Eon pride ourselves on a team-oriented environment. I have to head to my office for the time being, but Uskeche, feel free to make yourself at home. Thankfully I was able to show you were your quarters and the mess hall are, so do as you please. Do remember that we have an inspection from the Church coming up as well.”

With that, Arteus in a violet veil, leaving the others to their devices.

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@Frozen0Titan

Kiff paused for a moment at Damian’s inquiry, the mention of the subject matter and Kiff’s reaction raised Naomi’s curiosity.

”Voidal…?” Kiff said. ”Hmm…I believe I may have heard that name mentioned once or twice throughout the years. As for my actual understanding of the language, I’m afraid it’s more or less non-existent. But! Perhaps some of my more ‘aged’ tomes could be of help!” With another wave of his hand, Kiff caused some books to shuffle off of the shelves in the back, with a couple of books being pulled over to him. ”Here, feel free to peruse, hopefully you find something of value.”

As Damian looked through the dusty old books, he found himself having to shuffle through a good majority of the pages without finding anything of real substance. However, eventually, he stumbled upon something that set off a switch in his mind.

Naomi noticed, inching closer to Damian’s person and looking at the book with him.

”Mr. Damian, what is it? Did you find something?”

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

_{@Rune_Alchemist@Click This}

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Havershel Estate

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Battle Theme:⚔️

Shit!

Lucrecia made a mental swear. Her gambit did its main job, which was to separate her from the not-so-lordly lord. However, she wasn't stupid. She understood that none of her attacks up to this point had so much as tickled the demon. She clicked her tongue again at his sneering taunts, knowing there was some truth in his words.

Sorry Polina, looks like I messed up...

Unfortunately, their friend was beyond reasoning with, all he wanted was blood now. He charged at Lucrecia with great speed, his serated and lanky body covering the distance within a few moments. Lucrecia channeled fire through her blades and prepared to meet when...

Lucrecia turned to see that the two church officials had found their way here. The warrior maiden, Madeline, had ignored Cassandre's words and charged straight for Camio with her weapon. Rather reckless, but Lucrecia certainly wasn't in a position to critique. At the very least, Madeline would be better equip to deal with him then the Maison team was.