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Avalia

Time: Afternoon
Location: Wing River
Interaction: @Alivefalling "Vaeril"

"To fight? What do you…" Darius stopped speaking as he caught sight of the frog that hopped towards them. He faced it, initially with a frightened look on his face.

CroAAAAAAooooooooooK!

The frog was now in front of the two. Darius glanced at Aklenroth who had crossed his arms. There was no time to think about him, the enemy required his attention. Quick and merciless. That's how Malgormuun and Kol showed him.

Darius swiped his hand through the air, causing water from the river to slam against the creature's side just as it let loose its tongue. The tongue fired like a missile, hit the ground next to him with a hard pound. The impact was close enough to make him lean away while shielding his eyes.

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck what do I…

Darius sprinted to his left as the frog leaped his way. Its mouth hit the dirt, scooping up soil into its mouth. He had safely avoided the creature and turned to face it as he threw the mournwine bottle at it. It instinctively shot out its tongue, shattering the glass bottle on impact. The creature recoiled from the pain as its bleeding tongue returned to its mouth. It was just enough time for Darius to focus. With both hands out, he quickly pulled water straight from the amphibian's skin. The action appeared to work easier on this particular creature due to its anatomy. In response, the frog jumped into the river in an attempt to rehydrate.

"I think I got this now." Darius said aloud as he allowed the frog to enter its now saving grace. Unfortunately, it would also be its ruin. As soon as the frog entered the river, he focused on filling its body with as much water as he could. The frog struggled to move as it drowned from the inside out. It managed to jump from the river and crash sloppily into a large stone boulder on the river bed. It squirmed before jumping again, this time crashing into and knocking down several small trees in the treeline. It had saved itself from death, but it wasn't in any shape to continue a fight against Darius who was left with an accomplished smile on his face.

He found Aklenroth literally standing in the exact same spot. He wondered if the frog had even paid him any attention. It's faint croak could still be heard in the distance as it clinged to life.

"I should have thought of the whole amphibian thing at the start… And if I was stronger, I could have had him dancing like… Nevermind, he's beat." Darius shook his head as he mentally pushed away the image of the dancing Warner Bros frog. He then sighed as he looked around at the area where he had battled a giant frog of all things. He fell silent before looking at Aklenroth with seriousness.

"So... does this all end at the port? Have all your enemies in one location and then what? We kill that fairy girl?" Darius asked as he was curious about Aklenroth's approach to all of this.

Ember Grove - Reboot

Time: Night
Location: l'amour est dans l'air, Ember Grove
Interactions: @HowlsofWinter Veronika

Upon Veronika's arrival, Alexander's locked onto her form. His face remained neutral as he took in all of her features. This was their very first meeting after all. Wealth and class were often imitated, but this woman was truly authentic which pleased him greatly. Unfortunately, her escort's demeanor ruined the first impression with his unpleasantness. He didn't return a similar expression and instead remained with tact.

Once Veronika was seated and her servant gone, she spoke first. Bold. He liked her already.

"Pardon me for showing my displeasure. I am just not a fan of eating with them[. But for you, Veronika Cleveland, I can make an exception." A smile etched on his lips as he studied her like a new piece of art. His demeanor was friendly and welcoming.

"I was surprised you accepted my invitation."

Ember Grove - Reboot

Time: Sunset
Location: Ember Grove
Interactions: Charlotte @Crusader Lord

Once Dante allowed Charlotte to secure her apartment, he led the group out of the apartment complex. As long as the young witch remained close, she would feel that she could move her hands freely.

Using foolproof and uncomfortable restraints were not needed for this one. If anything, Dante only cuffed her so she wouldn't wander off into the middle of the street or something. To him, she seemed like the type and the kiddie cuffs worked just fine and would keep her and hopefully her friends at ease.

After walking for a few minutes, the two were crossing one of the parks with much lighter foot traffic. Dante handed Charlotte a slip of paper. At first, it was blank, but then words appeared

I have never been great with words, so I do apologize for being the one who had to arrest escort you to the Circle of the Ancients. I am quite surprised you don't know of us. What coven do you belong to?

Avalia

Time: Afternoon
Location: Wing River
Interaction: @Alivefalling "Vaeril"

Darius nodded at Aklenroth's word as he found his knowledge valuable. He was aware emotions could boost the effectiveness of magic, but he didn't know about the draining effect it could have. Then there was the mention of using lifeforce as a desperate means to fuel magic as opposed to mana… And also confirmation that the human who they had killed was none other than Jack.

More reason to keep pushing forward to the destruction of dimensional rift opening machines.

"Alright then!" Darius didn't take note of Aklenroth's demeanor much, but Malgormuun did.

The awestruck kept silent, observing as Darius seemed to… No, the king was simply playing a part. Fooling the human with generosity. At least that is what Malgormuun wanted to believe. He had already watched how Darius confused the angel of death. He WOULD NOT confuse the lich king!

Darius siphoned the water from the levitating water sphere into the empty bottle before sealing it closed. He faced Aklenroth with confidence as he dropped the wine bottle."

"Bam!" The bottle stopped before hitting the ground. Darius lifted the bottle to eye level with a smile. "I gotta be versatile. That's the second thing! Like… just look at this!" Darius made the bottle float around, directing it with his hands while grinning menacingly.
"Hehehehe! Hohohohoho! I'm Umber the big dumb naked demon!" Darius mocked before grabbing the neck of the bottle and holding it up above his head with both hands. Focusing on raising the water, it carried the bottle with it, as well as himself.

"Gotta give that demon kudos though for giving me the idea." Darius said as casually hung from the bottle before letting himself drop comfortably. "So you taught your son magic huh? Where's he at anyway. He could have probably shown me the ropes better than Kol. That dude always pissed at something."

Avalia

Time: Afternoon
Location: Wing River
Interaction: @Alivefalling "Vaeril"

"Whoa whoa whoa! Slow down. Breathe underwater? No. Trust me that would have been the first thing I learned to do!" Darius argued as he walked over to the wall of water surrounding them. It was thick enough that he could drown if he plunged his head into it. He scoffed before thrusting his face into the water for several seconds before jumping back with a shocked look on his face. "Oh shit! I can fucking breathe underwater. Like a fucking fish!"

The momentary emotional spike caused the calm gelatinous looking cone to pop, splashing water over the two. Darius immediately held both hands up, keeping the scattered water suspended in the air before gathering all of it towards himself into a giant sphere over his head.

"See I got it." Darius smiled at Aklenroth. So far compared to Kol, he was… less tough on him. He seemed honest, but also didn't fire blasts of dark magic at him when he screwed up. "So, the key to this is having a big imagination because of the limitations? No molecules, no magic…" Darius' face became serious as he felt a tinge of envy. "The human we killed had air. He could use his magic anywhere. Earth magic is probably just as nice. Not sure about fire, but that means I need to focus on two things to overcome the limits of water." Darius flicked his hand, sending the massive sphere crashing into the flowing river. The sudden mass of water overflowed the waterbed and spread across dry soil.

Darius turned away from the river and held his right hand out as water droplets began to float towards him from the forest. It started small but water began to pull from plants, rapidly withering them. Darius held his left hand out towards a large tree and watched as the leaves went from vivid green to a stale brown. The bark lost its color as the sound of dried wood crackled within it. The water gathered into another sphere, smaller than the last.

"I have to be able to do that faster with more reach. Then I can use my magic practically anywhere." Darius took a step towards the half drank bottle of mournwine. Opening it, he chugged some of it and made a sour face as poured the rest out onto the ground "Definitely not a favorite… Just needed the bottle anyway… Ready for the second thing?" Darius asked with a grin.

Avalia

Time: Morning → Afternoon
Location: Port 10
Interaction: Carneylus @Dezuel

Mead and good food had granted the large dragonborn demihuman a long and rich slumber in a room he had rented out. He awoke in the late morning oddly enough in a wheat field. As the high sun prepared for noon, its warmth and light pulled Valaeon from sleep. He quickly jumped up with an excited roar.

"A field of all places?! Who would have guessed that it would make for great bedding?!" He laughed boisterously with a hand at his gut. Below him was an imprint of his giant winged body in the field. He held a toothy grin at the sight of his unintentional art. He had not remembered how he wound up outside of the port town or fallen asleep in a field for that matter, but the world was still intact. Besides, he was sure Carneylus would prevent him from overdoing himself.

He took in his surroundings, also noting he was alone. Then… his stomach growled.

"Hmm… Time for…" He looked up at the position of the sun. So high… 'Brunch! Two meals in one sitting!" He cheered before launching himself in flight towards the port town.
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After such a long and hearty brunch, Valaeon happily marched around town. He spoke to whomever he deemed friendly or harmless, which to him, meant everyone. During his many conversations, he got a tip from someone who had fled Roshmi by pegasus claiming Aklenroth's forces had failed to locate Risa Millinia and many of the figures that had spoken up during the ball. There was a note made of a woman yelling for people to travel to a port. It was now sometime after that in which Valaeon had much time to ponder this information, and there had been a few trips to a particular fruit stand

"Carneylus!" Valaeon roared for his friend, a peeled avocado held in his clutches and a beaming smile on his face. His usually white teeth had stained green from how many of his favorite fruit he had eaten. "Carneylus, my friend! You must hear me!" Several people around winced at the loud dragonborn who sat down outside of an inn he planned to successfully sleep in the next time night fell.

Avalia

Time: Afternoon
Location: Forest, Outskirts of Roshmi City → Wing River
Interaction: @Alivefalling "Vaeril"

Aklenroth's current disposition threw Darius off at first. The once helpless drunk now appeared to be the elf he had met just a few days ago in front of the Necropolis of Morteum. He gave the disguised king his space as he spoke of how the others had left him, a human so easily. That's a bit rich coming from the guy who put a bounty on our heads.

It was needed!

Yeah… Aklenroth had a point in what he stated, at least in Darius' eyes. It's not like they proved otherwise.

"Never thought too much of them anyway." He commented coldly before allowing Aklenroth to take the lead. The lich's hand on his shoulder was not as cold as he thought it would be. In fact, it was like any other person's. The form Aklenroth held was more than just an optical illusion.

As they ventured to the river, Darius thought about what he could ask the lich before posing a question. In a short time, Kol shared a lot about the workings of magic. At least generally. Darius was aware that certain emotions could amplify his magic. He knew that there was a difference between the generation of elements versus the manipulation of them in the environment. What to ask…
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When the two reached the river, Darius immediately made an underhand motion up at eye level with his free hand, causing a mass of water to rise from the river. If Darius could guess, it was enough to fill half a bathtub. Darius looked at Aklenroth with sternness.

"That human. The crazed one back there… He did things with air magic I wouldn't have even thought about…" Darius dropped his hand, which made the water fall back into its source. "Kol taught me about what magic can do… I want you to tell me what water magic can and can't do." Darius recalled how the water seemed to escape his control as Bowyn froze it when creating the protective dome against Jack or how he could barely budge the snow on Daka. Darius set the mournwine down and took a deep breath as he used both hands to help him guide water from the river and surround the two of them in a cone of water. The action was swift and unnatural as it the. Cons. Remained still and clear, waving ever so slightly as if it was gelatinous. He didn't think too much of the display. Oh, why couldn't he just be able to freeze? Perhaps a Winter Fairy on standby?

Ember Grove - Reboot

Time: Night
Location: l'amour est dans l'air, Ember Grove
Interactions: @HowlsofWinter Veronika

I did not expect to be back so soon, but my presence is needed… at least the venue has some taste, and I can relate to this company.

Alexander thought as he sat quietly at a table set for two. He went with the classic black tuxedo tailored to fit him perfectly as were most of his attire.

His eyes scanned the room and he took in its elegance. The accents of white from the flora and tablecloth gave the restaurant a pure feeling. To be pure. He sniffled and crinkled his nose. The place was full of human guests. The best of their kind, but even then… They amounted to prime livestock in their current form. Some would change, others would serve a purpose for a time. Yet filled with so much impurity.

Alexander did not enjoy liaising with his enemies, but he would not pass up the opportunity of meeting with Veronika Rose Cleveland. He knew that if he wanted to proceed with his plans, he need not waste anymore of his time hunting a witch that may be hundreds of miles away by now. His focus needed to be on acquiring the assistance or even the ignorance of another faction. One that was not in Operation Humanity's sights.

The Order

Can't wait for this to kick off

The Order

Smith

Johnny Walker Simms "Smith"
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33 - August 13th 2017 - Male - Disorder

^{Rick Ross - Hustlin'}

Appearance Johnny stands at 6 feet and weighs 200lbs, short dyed blue hair, and has blue eyes. He has a light-skinned black complexion, displaying his mixed-race heritage. Johnny wears an assortment of different clothing, from a time he calls "the good old days" despite this time period not being established and up to his own personal standard.	Relationships Sexuality: Hetero Willingness towards romance from 1 to 10: 6 Living family members: None he knows of. Any current companions: None. Can't trust anyone these days...

Personality Johnny is a man who values business over anything. To him, everything and everyone has a price. He's only loyal to the highest bidder or trader, but he always puts on his charm for any potential customer. Johnny is smiles galore for anyone with something to bargain… Everyone has something to bargain, right? So he keeps his charisma on 100 whenever someone comes through while making sure to keep a weapon trained on your skull. He will lie and fight dirty to increase his survivability. One of his favorite things to do is to tell younger sorts about how life used to be, or how he remembered it at least.

Background Living in Dallas, Texas at 13 while the world was "normal" was a blast as far as Johnny remembered. It was just he and his dad who owned an automotive parts shop. His father put him on the path for a technical career. It was all to add to Simms Auto and expand the beginnings of a large family business. All his father had left after his mother passed was his son, his job, and the bottle. The first two were what he focused on most, while the latter helped him cope with being a single parent father with a small business with the potential to expand. It all meant nothing when 2030 came along. At first, things went swell. A lot of vehicles coming in to get worked on from the damages, but as the months went on, the business had to close. Hell, the whole country had to shut down. If old man Simms was anything, he was resourceful. He links up with a US Army National Guard unit and helped them to maintain their vehicles and other equipment that Johnny had a bit of a knack for. He enjoyed the military folk, even after old man Simms sold them out to a profitable group of raiders a year and a half later. Sad day that was, but old man Simms kept things afloat. When the Order showed up in Dallas, old man Simms took a visit and returned with a disheartened look on him. "FUCKIN' COMMIES!" He screamed as he threw his cap down. He hates the Order more than anything. Told Johnny to never join the bunch while he had the choice. Business, sure. Anything further was a hard no. Old man Simms eventually passed. Too much cholesterol and not enough exercise is what got him so young, or perhaps it was that would he never got treated, or rabies, or maybe that old meat he ate the day prior… Johnny told most what he believed got his old pops… "He was just done with it all. This stopped being his Dallas in 2020. He was just cruising along, to be honest." Johnny or perhaps Smith now runs a shop on an old national guard camp just a few miles south of the Order's precious gem of a city. He sells "pristine" old-world items as well as some "exclusive shit" that he makes from scavenged parts and equipment. The shop is simply called Simm's

Skills • Assembly and Disassembly of machinery and hardware • Can utilize small arms and basic tactics • Really good at reading others through tone, body language, and behavior.	Equipment • A prototype exoskeleton he acquired and has been working on. Requires a charged battery and is prone to overheating during use. • A red cap his father wore. Gives Smith a confidence boost upon wearing it, but only wears it when he thinks he needs it. • Aluminum baseball bat • AR 15 Rifle