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@vancexentan okay, cool. Here's my Master then.


@vancexentan working on my Master now, sorry for the delay.

Are our characters allowed to bring things like Mystic Codes with them? I don't see a section for it on the sheet and no one else has them.
The system message informing him that his Mana Burn had subsided was a relief; although the status effect hadn’t negatively affected him too much, what with multiple sources of Mana regeneration to draw on to overcome their reduced effectiveness, the threat of overworking himself and doing even more damage to himself had been like a weight on his shoulders that had prompted him to slow down. Now that it had passed he didn’t have to worry about that anymore and he didn’t have to be so hesitant with his experiments.

Speaking of which, it seemed like he was on the right track with his idea of drawing material into raw Mana to change its properties. Although merely submerging the Mana in water wasn’t enough for it to change its properties, the Mana instead being washed away which had its own implications, actively trying to draw water into the sphere produced the desired effect. The Mana Orb became translucent, blending into the water itself, only visible by the thin boundary between it and the actual water and the feel of it against his palm, before it too was washed away as he stopped concentrating on maintaining its shape.

Pulling his hand from the water, Oberon stepped back from the stream’s edge and gave this result some thought. It was possible to create elementally-aligned Mana by drawing an element or power from that element into a spell of raw Mana like his Mana Orb or by infusing a material with Mana like with the Stone Shot spell; he’d seen this happen with multiple elements now and had proven that it could be done on command like he had just done with the stream. The question now was… what were the limits of this?

It was fair to assume that magic in this world had a set number of elemental natures that it could take on, starting with the classical elements of fire, earth, water and air alongside more esoteric examples like nature or light; these elements were probably already known by the more knowledgeable magic users in this world, barring a few really weird examples. The scientific idea of the period table of elements from his world wouldn’t apply here; no iron or copper magic, just a generic ‘metal’ element, no helium magic, just ‘air’. Perhaps it was more conceptual in nature; the different elemental types driven by this worlds expectations of what was an element and what wasn’t with the effects of those spells affected by the subconscious will of the user as he had somewhat seen already. The Sprite supposed it didn’t matter much anyway, but it was interesting to think about; as scientific knowledge in this world advanced, would magic evolve with it as the common consensus changed?

More relevant right now was to think about what other elements were at play. Light Mana existed; did that mean shadow magic was a thing? Darkness Mana? Would bathing a Mana Orb in shadows and trying to draw their power into it work? That would be something to try tonight, perhaps. If he could find something made out of metal he could experiment with that as well; there was nothing at hand at the moment, but once they met up with those Goblins again maybe he could trade them something for one of their salvaged items. There was also the stream to work with; he hadn’t actually done anything with the water orb, bubble orb or whatever it would be called and he would have to go back to it later.

For now there was something else Oberon wanted to try. He raised a hand and produced a Mana Orb, holding it in the palm of his upturned hand and keeping it there. From there he tried to focus on the ambient Mana in the air around them, tapping into the same kind of senses that he used during his mediation to pick up on and draw into the dispersed field of raw Mana that seemed to exist in everything. Once he had a sense of that power he tried to change his perceptions, focusing not on the raw, unaligned Mana but the power in the air itself, power which he could hopefully channel directly into the Mana Orb rather than into himself. This would likely be harder than drawing power from the water or infusing it into the ground, since the air was looser for lack of a better word, harder to grasp. Nonetheless Oberon was willing to keep trying until he saw some sign of success.

Conquering the elements one step at a time seemed like a good of his efforts.



@Zeroth


@floodtalon you've still got Eye for Art on your sheet.
Alright any updates guys? We haven't gotten much of anywhere today.


I'm still working on Berserker. Turns out the person I had in mind is a little less suited to the class than I first thought, so there were a few delays as I worked things out. I just need to write up his Noble Phantasms now.
Cleo Forsberg

Foreign District - Introduce your friend, Saber


It was quite a thing to see one’s Servant be manhandled so easily. The way in which this Berserker flung Saber into the air, with a casual movement of one arm, was as terrifying as it was unexpected; this was not someone that they should make their enemy.

Luckily it appeared that Saber had a prior connection to this Servant, a relationship forged while they were still alive; the name Saber had called out, coupled with their familiarity was enough for Cleo to learn Berserker’s identity, to remember portions of the stories she had read about the Paladins when researching her likely Servant. Ogier’s arrival had distracted the Berserker for the moment, Roland more caught up in the happy reunion than he was in his bizarre quest to kidnap Noon’s familiar.

Perhaps they could end this peacefully and with another ally on their side, albeit an unpredictable one.

"NOW YOU CAN HELP ME KILL THIS SARACEN AND CLAIM A PRIZE FOR MY LOVE!"


Or perhaps things would not be that simple.

“Saber, can you try and talk some sense into him? No… never mind, forget I asked. Divert his attention at least, keep him from killing Ywain.” Cleo spoke through her connection to Saber rather than call out during this delicate moment. The last thing she wanted was Roland’s attention on herself, when Ogier was keeping him distracted and non-violent for the moment.

@Danchou@SSW@ManyThings

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Lancer - Jangar, Khan of Bomba

Latin District - I want my spear back


A minute? Lancer was supposed to hold out against this beast for a whole minute?

He’d pushed back against the Berserker, not managing to land a hit but at least putting her on the defensive for the moment. He was slower than he should have been, his attacks lacking their usual snap or punch as the knight managed to block or dodge or parry them. His injuries made him sloppy, his arms felt liable to fly off with each swing of his spear and his legs ready to buckle under his own weight. His White Jade was doing its best to keep him together, this brief reprieve as Berserker was unable to attack him giving the item enough time to close his cuts and begin healing the minor fractures in his battered bones.

And then, all at once, he felt a rush of energy flow through his body from the ground beneath his feet. His Master’s healing had reached him, strength returning to his limbs and pain fading as his spear suddenly began to move faster and with more precision. It wasn’t enough to turn the fight around in his favour, but it might be enough to buy his Master the time he needed.

Berserker roared and slammed her sword into the ground, the edge of it catching his spear behind the head and dragging it down with it, pinning the Aram spear to the ground beneath the sword as the latter buried itself in the pavement. With another surge of that powerful aura Berserker slammed her hand down on the haft of his spear, Lancer releasing the weapon a moment before the blow was struck so that the weapon was slammed into the ground rather than being wrenched from his grip with the same result.

Lancer jumped away, abandoning his weapon for the moment as he sought distance from his opponent. There was no chance he would be able to retrieve his spear while Berserker still pinned it to the ground; his only hope of getting it back would be to lure the other Servant away from it. That was easier said than done however, he was without a weapon now and without the innate protection it offered. All he had was his bare hands, a magic rock, and his magecraft.

As a child Lancer had been taught the magic of his homeland. An old man had appeared to him in a dream, teaching his magecraft, martial arts and granting him the strength he needed to save his father’s kingdom from the demon that had taken it over. It had never been his forte, but that knowledge would serve as his weapon now.

Tapping into the mana at his disposal, Jangar began to weave the spell together before launching it at the Berserker. It was a quick and dirty attack; the speed of his opponent would allow nothing else, a simple assault on the Servant’s spiritual nature using the Shamanistic practises of his homeland. An assault on her very connection to this world, seeking to harm and weaken. Banishing evil spirits was something all Shamans should know how to do and Jangar had a feeling this Servant qualified.

@floodtalon@ItMeGritty@KoL
Akeno stood with her arms crossed and with a frown creasing her brow, staring at the raging fires in the distance. She’d known there would be some trick to this test, there had to be; rescuing civilians from a forest path was far too simple a task otherwise, even if the intention was just to see how they worked as a team. Even so, she hadn’t expected something of this magnitude.

Are all hero schools this crazy, or is Jigokuraku just trying to make a name for itself in its first year?

Ignoring the text for now, her phone vibrating in her pocket with unanswered messages, Akeno turned back to her team. Koumori had come up with a plan, or at least a formation of sorts, to help them better handle whatever they ran into out there; she’d placed herself in the middle, which Akeno approved of, with herself positioned to deal with threats up close and Azukina positioned to deal with threats from afar with her Quirk. It was a good plan which Akeno had no issues with, but more than that it was both surprising and pleasing to see the shy girl putting forward anything at all and Akeno was happy to go along with her idea to help give the girl more confidence in herself.

The situation may have changed with the fires that had been added to the mix, not to mention whatever that roaring sound was that came from a direction with no fires, but they would have to just deal with that when the time came. Azukina was already rushing ahead, breaking into a run that left the rest of them behind. “Hey! Azukina! Don’t forget the plan already!”

Grabbing Koumori by the arm, her hand closing around the smaller girl’s wrist much like Koumori had grabbed her earlier, Akeno ran after Azukina. She pulled her other teammate behind her, trying to keep her pace to a gentle jog so as not to pull the other girl off of her feet, gradually speeding up as Koumori got up to speed and letting go once they were both running.

@tobiax@Delta44
I'll be looking to make a Berserker then, based on what's available, I'll start making the sheet today and try to get it in before the end of the weekend.
@vancexentan What classes haven't been claimed/had CS's submitted for them yet?
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