Kazemitsu

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

omg Vani used a move that never actually existed XD Unscrewing the pommel and throwing it XD It tickles me silly that he did it lol

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

Do the ending rightly o3o he might be a half baked pally but that don't mean he's a slouch in swordsmanship!

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

Kaze's blow sent the blue plumed officer rolling and tumbling down the alley just to impact the wall at the end. If he had been of sound mind he'd have guessed half a ribcage gone, severe bruising, concussion, and fractured or purely broken, limbs. Rolling that violently in full plate was not exactly conducive to staying good health after all. But he was pissed, and didn't even register all that damage.

He did however register the bright flash of light coming from behind himself, and the archers losing their targets but still letting fly their arrows. Numerous plinks and clanks rung out as they missed, or hit their allies, or hit his armor. But there were a few meaty thunks as he took the hits. One arrow sunk into his exposed abdomen, another joined the first arrow he received today in his pectoral, the final whizzed into his bicep. The pain from these new wounds just fed his Rage, making his lips curl back to reveal those pearly razor teeth and a deep growl rumbled forth.

Three soldiers charged him, the ones who had initially flanked the officer from before. Not their best move, a full frontal assault was what Kaze preferred, especially in his enraged state. That giant sword crackled, electricity coursing along the slab of steel as his arms came back. His stance was wide, his blade held horizontally before it flashed forward. It was surprising just how fast he could move that blade given it was so huge.

The first strike snapped one of the other mens sword when he tried to block with it and the weapon kept going. Caving in his armor before going through his torso in a flood of blood. The stink of burning copper and iron filled the air around him as the blood was boiled off by the electricity and even burned the rapidly dying mans flesh. Another jerk sent the blade fully through to impact the shield of the second frontal rusher.

A gong-like clang and the man was knocked back as the third struck the raging reptilian man. Given the positioning of Kaze's arms there wasn't any place to really hit that wasn't armored except the bicep with the arrow protruding from it. Of course that's where the man aimed, but Kaze was going on his back-swing now, the sword bounced uselessly off the thick steel plate. The great blade repeated its cleave of the first man into the third man.

At this point the second man who had been knocked back recovered enough to step forward and thrust his sword. The tip of the blade caught Kaze in the abdomen. Eliciting a grunt from the giant before that massive blade came down from above. Cleaving through the soldiers helm, head, neck, and buried halfway down into his torso. A kick and the body was knocked back, but the sword stayed lodged within his abdomen. That smarted a bit, enough to get his brain to cool down some. But he didn't remove the blade, nor the arrows. He just turned his angry gaze towards the spearwall being...magically pushed back by the seemingly defenseless dracokin? What?

The Forest of Helsend

Kaze simply listened and then his eyes followed her gesture. Farmers, tradesmen, and a few oddballs were all that was in the tavern. Although one just left, clearly having a purpose. But what that purpose was the behemoth didn't know. Nor particularly care unless it muddied up his own plans. His attention returned to the woman as she got curious on if he wanted company into the forest. Competent company huh?

She offered to give him proof of her competence, which he just shook his head at. "I don't need proof. Mostly because outside of a fight 'proof' is meaningless." He said, the meaning probably pretty clear. Stories and trophies can be stolen, scrapping with him wouldn't exactly be the best thing to do given his appearance. "If you do want to accompany me, then go for it. Just don't expect me to babysit." He continued bluntly as she picked up her cup of alcohol. Probably a warmed spiced wine of some sort.

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Lizard Fighter gave Archer Girl a slight nod at her greeting to his return. Druid Girl was friendly as always which got a nod to her as well while the two talked about tracking along the footprints of the unknown creature prints. He leaned down and gave the prints a whiff before his snout wrinkled. That was a bit of a stink, it was probably worse if the tracks were fresh. The group didn't waste anymore time and set out, following the footprints while the nature mage talked to animals along the way.

They eventually arrived at the potential lair of the goblins. He looked up at the sky, giving the sun a brief look. It was past noon, heading towards evening. Which if the goblins truly were nocturnal it'd be getting towards morning to them. The issue with the opening ahead of them was that they have no idea just how far the tunnel went. It also didn't help that the goblins had a refuse pile...somewhere nearby judging by the smell.

Archer Girl immediately began to make traps for the entrance. "We should investigate the area as well. Their latrine, see if there's another exit for them. We should also discuss formation if we stick with traps." He said as he thought about the goblins. As tall as a child, as strong and intelligent as one as well. Big noses from the pictures he has seen, odd shaped pupils much like a goats. Barely any hair which was strange for a mammal. Or were they demonic? Whatever. The nose made him think they might have a better sense of smell than normal.

The Forest of Helsend

Kaze listened as she talked to him, asking questions after introducing herself. His arms came up and folded across his broad chest while he looked off to the elven woman diffusing the situation between a strange guy and the aggressive male. A brief snort and he returned his attention to the female half breed before him.

"I'm Kaze, a traveling warrior and explorer. I heard about the rumors of the forest here and have been taking my time snooping about." He replied while giving off an air of laziness. Would that be why he took his time? Laziness? Or was he just taking his sweet time, possibly waiting for others to go deeper into the forest with him? Strength in numbers after all.

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

Kaze blinked when it seemed like everyone was about to go in different directions. Still, he ushered those in front of him to follow the busty elven woman, the jester, and horned girl. Vani picked up his own pace, chasing after the women and male ahead, but the girl asked him if he could throw her to the rooftops. "Remember there are archers, girl." He said, but Vani positioned himself to act as the springboard she seemed to desire.

More sounds were coming from behind, there was the unit ahead, and the leader of the squad ahead decided slapping someone full force would get him what he wanted. When someone was kneeling and defenseless, pretty much submitting, you didn't attack them because they said something you didn't like.

A low animalistic growl emanated from the behemoths chest as his eyes widened. His pupils turning to slits as a red miasma started rising off his body, his barbaric Rage activating. Reaching over his shoulder he grasped the handle of his huge blade and drew it before blitzing down the alley-way. Despite his rage he did still move around the others of the group instead of bowling through them.

It took a lot to enrage the reptilian man, except for certain actions. Like striking someone actually submitting since there was no reason for it. It honestly didn't even register that the woman hadn't taken any damage, just that she had been hit. Skidding while drawing his weapon back he swung the giant cleaver as if it were a great-club. A full body double handed swing as if he were aiming for a home-run combined with some of his skidding momentum at the man who had ineffectively slapped Serafaye.

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

The message the System had sent made Asura start to worry some. Nevermind that Trent had never practiced throwing things before. Whatever, it was time to learn. "I'm low on Stamina." He called out as he started using Stamina Furnace, he had been consistently eating high energy fatty things. So he used all the mana he could on the contents of his 'stomach' to replenish some of his Stamina.

System, list new Skills. He thought as he was belted with a Mana Orb from behind. So if something died it just turned into a ghost wisp? No choice on spiritual form? Or was this because these were no-name mook monsters? Another javalin struck, but it hit the bowhown skull instead of him, saving him some damage and poison. It was less than half durability, but it was serving its defensive purpose.

The living pixie got skewered and came back pretty much immediately as a zombie, but was promptly taken care of by Steve. Strings of squishing were effective considering spider silk had the tensile strength of steel. He doubted a single thing in this cave could contend with those threads.

Still his low Stamina was a little worrying. But he had gotten...something, when he tried to actively drain Stamina. It was orange, so maybe it was Stamina and Health? Doubtful, but still it was something to try while killing these mobs. By now Mother Slime was just going full bonk mode on a poor lizard. "Destroy head, Mother Slime." He called over as he moved back to engage the enemies coming from the rear.

As he moved he Smashed the body of the reforming Slime, probably a Necro Slime now, to send it flying into the water. He thanks whatever gods might be around for the luck of all these wisps and ghost wisps not being able to lead a target. Or having homing options. The rear wisps whiffed the fast moving slime as he rapidly approached the Decomposed Lizard. He had low Stamina, so he raised up his stolen javelin and attempted to pin the undead reptile to the ground with it.

From here he tried to...send his spirit he guessed? To try and grab the Lizards energy. Mana, Stamina, hell even its health, he tried to drain it of everything that made it function. But it was hard to describe how one would do that, was it his spirit? His own Stamina or energy? His actual life force being weaponized?

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

I wasn't aware we had suddenly split up o.o never split the party! D:

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

Kaze's ears flicked forward at the sound of more voices. The scout hadn't been alone, but he had gone ahead of his group? "Shit...get going. Vani, stay to the front of the group. Your shield is their bulwark." He said as Sera came back to try and grab the down soldiers sword. Which melted through her grasp only to reform once out of her grip. That was new, he had never seen that happen before.

"Worry about weapons later, get your asses moving. I'll bring up the rear, you lot focus on the front." He growled out, starting to show impatience as the group was literally pushed forward. Well the ones who were lollygagging, they were ushered along by the behemoth to get their little feet going. When did he become the shepard of children?

He kept his own pace light, lagging behind a bit but keeping up with them. "Disabling takes too much time by the way. Just kill them if they're in the way." He stated, clearly he wasn't one for messing around. He had only plowed the scouts head into the ground because it had been a singular enemy. But that was probably going to be the last easy encounter the group would have.