Kazemitsu

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Lizard Fighter raised an eyebrow at the Captain's words, and then his joke. Guards were known to intimidate people getting out of line. At least with his people in the larger enclaves. It was a promise of violence basically to keep the potential criminal from doing criminal things. Maybe humans did it differently? Preferring sugary words and false facial expressions? Either way the job was done, parchment safely tucked away, and they were outside in the cool night air.

Druid Girl clearly didn't relish the idea of camping out in the alleys, and mentioned she had a room at an inn. She offered to share it which got a blink from him. "You two can share it, I'll just pick a spot in the common room. It's a frontier town, I'm sure the proprietor won't mind if I toss some coins at them." He stated, it'd still be a floor space. But Archer Girl seemed determined to sleep on the floor as well if he had to. A single bed room at an inn was not very spacious, no need to clutter it up.

Then the very audible stomach growl from the Druid got a brief chuckle from him. Like a couple seconds worth of mirth from the normally stoic reptilian being. Archer Girl plucked an apple from her satchel and offered it to Druid Girl. "Best to eat light just before sleep. It's not the most pleasant sensation waking up after eating a full meal. Also might be best to keep some dry food on your person, never know when you'll need it." He said, having dried meat resting in his own satchel at the small of his back.

Since this was literally his first time in this human town, he gestured for the two women to lead the way. Honestly if the buildings didn't have signs he'd wonder where the hell he was supposed to go to get things done! And he'd be leading the girls around town all night hunting for the inn Druid Girl talked of.

Marvels of Mountain City

@Omega Man I'd planned on giving him another power, but it'd make him too op

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Kaze

Archetype: Feral/Big Man
Name: Kazemitsu
Alias: Kaze, Behemoth, Scales (hates that one).
Age: 28

Powers:

• Natural Body: Given his animalistic body he has the traits to go with them. Heightened strength, endurance, speed, and reflexes. Some are better than the others, namely his strength and endurance are very far up there. Nearly tripling peak human performances. Speed and reflexes are just a little over doubled.
• Bestial Instincts: Like spider-mans spider sense, his instincts give him hints something is up and it's normally not good for his health. Essentially an early warning system that is vague about WHAT is coming, just that something IS coming.
• Acid Spray: As the name suggests he can spray an insanely potent acid from his mouth. He naturally generates it over time, it's not an infinit supply. The acid is actually so strong it can't be contained by anything but himself that he's aware of. Even glass turns into a steaming toxic slop.
• Super Adrenaline: He has a LOT of adrenal glands within his body. Way more than the average human. Obviously this gives him a major physical boost when they all start pumping.

Weaknesses:
Due to his reptilian nature he utterly HATES the cold. It won't kill him, or send him into hibernation, but it makes him sluggish and weakened. He wouldn't mind a nap at that point.

Less of a weakness, more of a personality quirk, he doesn't handle insults well. He gets angry and starts swinging without thinking it through. So...social weakness?

Alignment: Walks the Line

Personality: Instigator, Efficient, Relaxed, Lech, Irritable.

Appearance:
Kaze is a behemoth of a being. A whopping eleven feet tall and built like a house. Black scales, with some silvered by scars, cover his muscular body and act like armor. Thicker, royal purple, plating comes from his jaw, down his neck and torso, all the way to the tip of his enormous tail. His claws and horns are all a pure white, speaking of he has two main horns that curve back along his skull. Roughly two feet long. With three more smaller horns on each side going from the main ones down to his jaw, a protective shield to his ears. The last major feature is the titanic wings he has. The limbs, when stretched out, have a thirty foot span, and have a royal purple membrane. Five claws on the 'elbow' joint act as secondary 'hands'. The edges of the membrane however are tattered, obvious targets since it looks to be the only unarmored portion of him.

BRIEF Bio:
There's not much to say about Kazemitsu's past. He made his butchered name from what japanese he saw, and began to explore and learn. Of course people who saw him in the wilderness thought he was some spawn of Godzilla. But the draconic being has no idea where he came from, what spawned him, or whatever created him. But from his observations he learned that humans are weak, and the strong pushed around the weak. He had no inner sense of justice, but that was just something that irked the hell out of him.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, it depended on your mindset, gangs and villains were starting to show up dead. As if they were mauled by some gigantic beast. Real villains, not just crooks with money, actual super powers, were found to be partially melted but some noxious green sludge. It was later found, because someone finally saw him doing it, that Kaze was destroying the criminals himself. And boy was it being destroyed, the districts he tore through had crime rates plummet. No one wanted to earn his ire. Although it was questioned if he were a hero, or if he just thought villains tasted better. Some even asked what heroes would do about the murdering dragon monster.

Potential Storylines: He's very on the fence about how to do things in the world. Killing villains makes things simpler, but murder is bad to heroes. Maybe one side will be able to sway him in their favor and he might just learn to stop holding back so much.

Notes: He does hold back a lot, so what's listed here isn't his full power.

I'd have used a pic, but meh photobucket is stupid with their gigantic watermarks. But he's done, and borderline evil/good. So....weee?

Marvels of Mountain City

I feel like I've rped with @Omega Man before...

This thing still accepting characters? I have a solid idea for a feral man type o3o

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Lizard Fighter kept his eyes and mind on the job at hand. Those reptilian eyes twitching this way and that when something moved. Rats, cats chasing the rats, and some debris shifting in the errant breezes. The girls talked again, getting a mental sigh from the male. Oh, they were saying it was time to get back to the garrison to report. Great! He walked with them, just because the shift was over didn't mean they wouldn't be dragged into something else.

Thankfully things stayed quiet, the return trip uneventful as they made their way into the barracks. The Archer Girl was finally losing energy after her big yawn. So there was a bottom to that particular well, huh? Like the others he dropped off the torch and shield and made his way to the captains office.

Archer Girl gave a good enough synopsis about the nights events. A little vague though. "The drunk was arguing with the tavern keeper and some intimidation made him run home." He clarified as the Guard Captain nodded and handed the group the paper to give the Guild. Which was probably closed up for the night.

Lizard Fighter pocketed the parchment before leaving the building with the two girls. "Alley camping or an inn?" He asked, obviously not caring which the group did.

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

If this man had been an adventurer, then Lizard Fighter knew magic. It was a rather pathetic sight, why did humans do this to themselves? It honestly baffled him every time he thought about it. But it didn't take long for the man to finally notice the tall reptilian man who was glaring down at him with eyes that promised pain if he didn't get his ass going.

Of course the man, in his drunkness, thought Lizard Fighter was a dragon. Which got his eye to twitch as the man fell on his ass and began to scoot away until he hit a building. A sight so pathetic he didn't think he'd see another like it ever again. A full grown human male crying, snotting, and begging someone to save him.

Druid Girl got in on it now, threatening the man with being eaten by the 'dragon' if he didn't get going right now. Whatever self preservation he had finally kicked in and off he stumbled. You couldn't really call it a run, and it was more than a shaky walk.

The bar keeper started laughing, having thought the oaf would start swinging at the temporary guards. At least someone got amused by the situation. His attention went to the Druid Girl before shrugging. "It's fine. He stated neutrally, he had never tasted human but judging by the fact animals almost always refused to touch their corpses...they must taste bad.

A pair of slaps, and Archer Girls reddened cheeks let him know she...had done something to herself and seemed happy no one had to get into a scuffle because intimidation. But... why did she slap herself?! Why were humans so damn weird?! Instantly that all got shoved into the back of his mind before the group began their patrolling once more. "Watch your step for...puddles." He said, no need to step in drunken vomit or urine. The bright moons would easily reveal the glistening slop.

Archer Girl mentioned it being really bright out because of the two moons being nearly full. "Maybe that will keep crime down since it's so bright out." He commented, couldn't steal or break in if you were easily visible after all! Still he kept his eyes peeled for suspicious activity. Another thing that confused him about humans. Always craving what others have! Get some money and get it yourself! Or duel for it.

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Lizard Fighter was unsurprised by the slurred speech and the person sort of wobbling while standing up. Until he flailed about in his explanation that he hadn't had enough to drink. Why did humans drink? He had tried some before and it had been nasty, never mind the fuzziness of the mind and slothfulness of the body. It had an extremely undesired result and it wasted a lot of resources.

While he thought to himself, and made an imposing presence behind the Archer Girl, Druid Girl popped up from behind him to try and talk the drunk down. Were...were they trying to reason with someone not in full charge of his facilities? Did they not know how alcohol worked? Then the lush talked about Druid Girl having huge knockers, Archer being fresh and perky, then asking for a roll in the hay.

Glancing at the girls he sighed and shook his head, Druid Girl looked less than pleased while Archer Girl was slumped for some reason. Maybe to not show off her perkiness? Whatever. Talking wasn't going to get them places and they were wasting time here. But Archer Girl got her second wind, showing off her shield while puffing herself up some, so she hadn't been hiding her bust. Maybe a memory? She'd share it if she wished later.

"Honestly...you two are talking to a brick wall. He's drunk." He stated before looming over the drunk from behind Archer Girl. He didn't want to take the wind out of the girls sails, but he was about two seconds from knocking the drunk out so they could continue.

(I'm aware I didn't progress things, but he wants to see what the girls will do and I don't wanna hurt their feelins!)

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura gave Trent a rather lazy look. Well as lazy a look as a slime could muster. "Why does everyone assume there is a god or maker or something? And why does everyone assume they have a plan?" He asked as the undead rats claws skipped across his mostly liquid body. It stung but that was it. So moving quickly he engulfed the rats head and tried to Crush the thing within his body. Pretty much Smashing inwards.

The others went on the offensive now, the wisps having fired off their shots. They were too high up for him to really get them and he didn't want to expend his Stamina throwing things. So he just tried to Analyze the ghost wisps any way he could. Magical Analysis first since he had that, then just a basic Analyze, and lastly Analyzing all the spells and skills floating about. Maybe he could learn something? Like full on Analysis of Creatures and Skills? Maybe even learn a skill since he didn't want magic.

The angry burbling got a slight smirk from him. "It's fine Mother Slime. Just watch for bads from back." He called back to her, he and Trent were more than tanky enough up front for now. Not that Ardur really needed a tank since he could fly out of melee range and bring Steve with him.

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Lizard Fighter didn't find the Captain's reasoning for the drunks to be very sound. If you had a job you did it to the best of your capabilities. If you made yourself sick being stupid you go in and suffer your own consequences. But he wouldn't tell the Captain how the guards should do their jobs. He left as quietly as he came with the other two members of their party.

Don't bring misogyny into this oh player of butts! The comment wasn't snide but he knew pound for pound men were stronger than women. He didn't bring the subject any further since he took note of the women's looks to him. A drunk may be uncoordinated, but good luck really making them feel pain if they drank enough. But another guard came over, bearing torches for the triplets. It was getting dark and none of the group had Dark Vision that he knew of. He simply nodded his head and took it in the hand that had his buckler strapped onto his forearm.

So clockwise through the town until the green moon was at its zenith. Shouldn't be to hard in this town. Druid Girl agreed with staying as a group, so off they walked. They didn't get very far before the magical girl was humming and then singing. Then Archer Girl joined in with humming making him quirk an eyebrow upwards. The pair could see his ears flick this way and that as they walked. Obviously searching for distressed sounds while they walked.

Archer Girl had way to much energy, like an illegal amount. She checked every alley and side road before returning with an all clear. It didn't take long for them to find trouble though, alcohol flowing freely tended to brew it. A drunk arguing with a tavern keeper in the middle of the road. With the Archer rolling up her sleeves and marching with purpose. Why did women have to try and prove themselves so much...

Still he followed along, he'd be the back up in case things went bad.

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

The reptilian man took note of the surrounding buildings as they walked through the better part of the small town. Impressive that they built so much so quick, unimpressive that they focused more on protecting the useless rich and not the people who actually provided for the town. He'd protect food over coins any day of the week. Then again he could improvise weaponry easily instead of focusing only on iron and steel like humans tended to do unless they had virtually no money.

As the made their way to the Guard Captains Office he took a brief glance around. No colors, no comfort, as a barracks should be. It was a place of work, not a tourist attraction. When they entered the Captain seemed annoyed at first then he remembered that he had posted a job. Then he explained why the job was even up, which got the Lizard Fighter to raise an eyebrow slowly. "A town in the wilds that needs protection more than a city does...and they get shitfaced?" He asked, clearly his opinion of the guards plummeted. The fact humans could barely function without alcohol was rather pathetic in his eyes but he'd keep that to himself.

Instead of having spare Tabards they had Guard Shields. Archer Girl snatched one up which got him to give the wooden shields a once over. Sturdy but it'd keep one of his hands occupied unlike the buckler strapped to his forearm. So he used an alternative, he picked it up and slung it over and onto his back where a hook was. It was actually specifically for shields, he hadn't always had a buckler.

Without further explanation he left with the others, and Archer asked if they should split up or not. "Stick together. We're not searching for anything we're just patrolling, and guards always go in at least pairs." He stated as he started to walk. "Besides, can either of you out-muscle a drunk? He asked, he wasn't making fun of them or calling them weak. Just that their classes didn't really boast a lot of strength. He was sure they could talk people out of a fight better than he could, they each had something that the others couldn't. It's why they would be a pretty good party if they stuck together.