Estylwen

Dark Beyond: Voices of the Past

That sounds good to me!

Dark Beyond: Voices of the Past

@Lexisheeps Ah, perfect! It looks good, I would just need a limit on radius for the telepathy, and a detail on if he can read other people's thoughts with it who don't have the implant.

Dark Beyond: Voices of the Past

Thanks for the update, Days. Hope you get better soon. :<

I will add a map and some goodies so we can do a bit of exploring before leaving this place. :) Also, I have forgotten if we have discussed this before - an artifact, Lexi? Which one? :o

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

Magic in the Park

All good. You know what that means...

It's the boss' turn again!

Dark Beyond: Voices of the Past

With your explanation, it's fine as is. :)

Dark Beyond: Voices of the Past

Post looks good, Lexi! Just a quick note, everyone was in tubes, not on beds.

And just to confirm, can Lexi now send telepathic messages with his augmentations? I would need to detailed out and added to his CS, if that's the case.

I'll aim to have a post up this weekend. :)

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

The job comes with its perks, I promise~

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

Battle-Blood Minstrel, Above Athius

@Irradiant, @The Otter, @Click This

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The mana struck true, impacting various places in Ingens’ flesh. Though the wounds weren't deep, they stung, and caused Ingens to howl. His face twisted, three eyes settling on Sir Hayworth.

His voice telepathically cut through the water. “Mortal fool, you really dare to think you stand a chance?!”

A tentacle pinned down by biting anglerfish shook itself, sending turbulent blasts of water shockwaving through the seas's depths. The anglerfish lost their hold, and a colossal tentacle swung through the water, attempting to clothesline Sir Hayworth.

Though, as he would watch, anglerfish would swim to the leviathan's face. Their angler bulbs began to burn bright with a fervering, cutting light, and Ingens wailed, momentarily blinded. The tentacle still aimed towards Sir Hayworth, but would no longer track him, and be easier to dodge.

Meanwhile, the Wizard Queen tracked her subjects as she tried to inhibit the leviathans movements. Court Mage Tearmoon shot forward, in the middle of casting a spell. Before, in the blink if an eye, she began to convulse, and soon hung limply in her bubble.

The Wizard Queen watched with narrowed eyes, before a portal opened up near the court mage, and the unconscious girl fell in.

Not even two second later, a massive anglerfish breached the surface as Prosser hollered to the neighboring ship. Its monstrous, needle-like teeth gnashed as it attempted to form human words. Its voice was wet like a foggy marsh.

“She asksss for you, down below. Yoooou and the Thorne.”

Before it spat, and a wet pearl-like Seed sailed straight for Prosser's face. The court mage's subjugation Seed.

Captain Thorne stuck his head over the railing, staring with his teeth bared at the fish. “You think we can leave the deck alone, you freaky looking fish?”

He could only look for a moment before he activated his barrier, blocking a black fireball cast by Faith. He surveyed the battlefield aboard the ship for a moment, before he sighed, and side-eyed Prosser. With a quick flick of the rest, he tossed his subjugation Seed to the young noble.

“I'll hold the fort here, you get down there and help Her Majesty!” He growled out, before he took a step forward and raised his arm, lightning circling it before arcing out to Faith, which countered it with a projectile of black fire.

“...You're not going anywhere.” Said a voice beside Prosser. Spirit had cut his way through, bodies of soldiers trailed behind him. He raised a glove, and snapped his fingers, sending out a shockwave that would daze Prosser if it connected. However, the attack would never see the light of day. Thorne's shield expanded, blocking the attack.

“Go, get outta here!” He hollered to Prosser, staring hard at Spirit.

Meanwhile, as Duchess Agustria and Minuette sank into the water, a golden orb rose up to meet them, Valor staring hard within.

Valor was in the middle of their path on the way to their descendance to the leviathan. Duchess Agustria could see flashes of mana, light and glints of scales in the water below. But alas, they would have to deal with Valor first.

Valor rose a hand, and golden filaments of light glittered through the waters, stirring them. Soon, the golden light grew, churning the water more and more, until a full on whirlpool surrounded them, turbulent water aiming to catch them in its deadly grasp.

In the skies above Athius, a grinning Raiden pointed to the Swiftsure. “Right there, Jikoryss. Take out the guns.”

In response, the dragon opened its maw, static electricity crackling within. In the next instant, a purple bolt rocked the Swiftsure, striking along its side in the hopes to dismantle as many guns as possible.

Faith, having been busy with countering the spells and shots from the Swiftsure, took the momentary confusion to levitate over to the Swiftsure. He hovered over the bow, lance raised, before he threw it forward into the most densely packed area of the deck. It would impact and expand a magical shockwave rapidly, with enough force to throw men off the deck.

Iris Ascendis

You can always ask me for a quick collab if you want some fast back-and-forth dialogue. I find that usually helps.