KoL

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Archer
^{Tristan — The Knight of Lamentation}

Current Location: Somewhere around the Core — Passing the Ball

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Tristan raised an eyebrow momentarily now that he had a good opportunity to "look" at the other Servant. She was as much of a fine woman as he thought at first.

Her footsteps also made it clear that she was as much of a warrior as Tristan's first impression told him. Certainly a fellow knight. Though, she didn't look to be European.

A warrior from the East? Not only that but also a woman who possessed a very remarkable beauty. How interesting indeed.

If only Sir Gawain or Lancelot were here...

Tristan was only shaken out of his revelry when the other Servant replied to his question in a friendlier way than he expected. However, even as she did so, her guard remained as high as Tristan's.

"As you wish, milady. It's unbecoming—nay, it's sad—of a knight to keep that which does not belong to them," Tristan said as he tied the ball to a "string" and shot it back at its owner, harmlessly. After all, delivering messages tied to an arrow was something that any Archer worth their bow could do.

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Going towards: Nowhere

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@BlueHelix

Post deletion

I was browsing things on my phone and did a post by accident. Could someone please delete this for me?

https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4897340

Thanks.

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Madhisi

Current Location: Canal District -- Safe, for once

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Did they... win? The realization of what happened came to Madhisi as Berserker's rage subsided enough to allow her to do more than prop herself against a tree.

Berserker... defeated the enemy Servant. A clean victory without causing any excess damage.

Their second victory. The thought alone was enough to make Madhisi sigh a sigh of relief.

"However, there's still more to do," she said to herself.

Maybe this mage that tried to ambush her could be useful for them. Without his Servant, he was as good as dead, anyway. Making use of him was the smartest thing to do.

"Well done, Berserker. You really impressed me. Now, capture the enemy. Don't kill him yet, but if he tries to do resist, you are free to crush his limbs. Once you do, bring him back to me," Madhisi said over her telepathic link with Berserker as she walked back to the museum, to fetch a knife. She would need it for the curse she had in mind.

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Going towards: Nowhere

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@floodtalon@ItMeGritty@King Cosmos

Fate/Eternum

At the arena

The commotion at the arena's registration board was getting pretty wild. Nothing else could be expected of a day when none other than the Knights of the Round Table decided to attend the competition.

Commemorating their comeback with a brawl was only natural, of course. Especially when no one was supposed to die in the process.

Mordred was grinning her usual excited grin. Now that the secret of her identity had been revealed to the whole world to see, she was feeling even more confident than usual. For most of the waiting time she stuck with Gawain and Gareth—teasing the former and doting on the later.

Meanwhile, a certain red-haired knight stood in a corner. A sad look could be seen in his face as he turned his sightless-gaze toward his peers.

"To think that we would all be able to meet again in a circumstance like this. However, even in the midst of such joy there's sadness to be had. Even if it's not for us," Tristan said as he sat down and began to play a song to pass the time.

How very distressing indeed.

Othis

"That does seem awfully convenient," Othis said as Holmes explained the news for her.

She finished her breakfast—as well as some early morning work—by the time she heard it and came to the detective's side. "I would like to take a look at this in person indeed. But I think we might have problems getting the authority to investigate the site. Not that I think it'll be an issue for you of all people to find a way around it," Othis said as she packed a few things in her bag, including a very inconspicuous notebook.

"Would you like me call a taxi, or are we going to walk?" She asked while contemplating possible titles for a story based on this.

"Sherlock Holmes and the Mystery of the Sunken City, perhaps?"

"Actually, thinking about this. While we are on the way to the port, can I ask what you know about Atlantis, Holmes?"

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

Grain stared at the scene that unrolled in front of her. Despite no appreciable change in her expression, she was astonished at how someone could be so rude. It wasn't even a matter of his birth either, that blue-haired man was boorish by any standards imaginable.

Nevertheless, she picked the biscuit he threw towards her instead of letting it crash against the wall.

"Thanks for your words, but I do not deserve to be compared with a hero such as Sir Gawain. However, I'll consider your advice if Lady Ar-Rynesarte wills so," she said looking at Arinne, then at the biscuit in her hand, and back again unsure about what to do with the pastry.

In the end, Grain decided to return it—unless told the contrary—as soon as they got they began to move out.

Grain nodded to Miss Selas. Nevertheless, she wondered why the other woman could be taking action on her own in a time like this, before moving forward with Samuel.

Somewhere along the way, she took a moment to change into an outfit more appropriated to walking the city streets.

—X X X—

They found their first obstacle as soon as they arrived at the crime scene. A pair of policemen guarding the location to prevent access from unrelated parties.

Grain had no doubt that one of her mage companions could deal with this on their own terms. That said, the idea of allowing common people to be afflicted by magic didn't sit well with her.

She approached them until she was told to stop.

"We apologize for coming in unannounced, officers. However, we are on official service on behalf of an ally of Her Majesty. We would appreciate if you allowed us to investigate the crime scene you are guarding," Grain said as she pulled a badge from her pocket and presented it to the guards.

After the two policemen verified that Grain's ID was valid—which it indeed was—they quickly stepped away giving passage to the group.

KoL's Test Thread

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Warped Earth, Twisted Air (An Urban Fantasy Dungeon Crawler RP) — Now Open!

I suppose that @TheWindel and I can be in this Lousiana team as well.

Warped Earth, Twisted Air (An Urban Fantasy Dungeon Crawler RP) — Now Open!

𝙻𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚒𝚎

𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 162cm | 𝚆𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 48kg

𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎

Elise "Lizzie" Slate

𝙰𝚐𝚎

23 years

𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢

Lizzie is a silent person with a business-like disposition. She may seem to be shy or socially inept to onlookers, however, she simply believes in speaking only what's necessary without any manner of window dressing. While it would be easy to think that she would get irritated by others with conflicting personalities, the truth is that she's mostly neutral towards everyone and tries to always keep a cool, levelheaded attitude. Her behavior could be summed as "Do only what's necessary and do not worry about things that are beyond your control".

𝙰𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚎

Erasure「"Sensory Concealment"」The ability to vanish from others' perception, completely camouflaging you against any manner of detection and even making others forget about your existence temporarily. While this effect doesn't work on machines, it does work on people that may be making use of those machines. For example, she can be recorded by cameras and detected by sensors but someone looking at the footage will not notice her. However, an automatic security system would still be able to engage in the proper measures in case she triggers it.

𝙰𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜

CQC, infiltration, sneak attacks, and guerilla tactics. Lizzie is especially an expert in short-range weapons like knives, and handguns, using techniques from practical self-defense systems instead of regulated martial arts.

𝚂𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜

As part of her training, Lizzie is very skilled in all manner of physical and athletic activities such as swimming, climbing, freerunning, etc. Even though she's not inept at doing anything else -- Lizzie's a normal functioning human being, after all -- doesn't have any other specific talents since she never bothered to develop superfluous skills and abilities.

𝙱𝚒𝚘

Lizzie's life isn't remarkable at all at. She came from an average family from an average city tucked in the mountains of Western Virginia with a couple of working parents, a younger brother, and maybe a dog or perhaps a cat over the course of her early life. Perhaps thanks to this excessive normalcy, she always had a desire to see the wide world with her own eyes, which led to her joining the military as soon as she graduated from high school.
She spent the next couple years of her life training constantly she even got deployed abroad a couple times. However, she never saw any actual action until she was assigned to a new squad formed to explore the Rifts that her life changed for real.
Everything went well until right about the end of the end of the mission when they got ambushed by an unknown force of Rift-dwellers. After this mission went completely FUBAR in a matter of hours, with Lizzie being one of the few survivors, the military decided to abandon the idea of exploring the Rifts by themselves, handing the matters to private contractors.
Following this experience, Lizzie spent another couple years in the military, but she never got to forget the experience she had in the Rifts that day. As soon as she got a chance, she arranged a job at one of the Rift exploration contractors and asked for a discharge from the military. sure, seeing the world was nice, but nothing could compare with what lay beyond each of the mysterious Rifts.
Lizzie knew that exploring them was the dream she pursued her whole life and she wouldn't let it escape from her hands.

𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

N/A

Warped Earth, Twisted Air (An Urban Fantasy Dungeon Crawler RP) — Now Open!

Ok, there we have it:

𝙻𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚒𝚎

𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 162cm| 𝚆𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 48kg

𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎

Elise "Lizzie" Slate

𝙰𝚐𝚎

23 years

𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢

Lizzie is a silent person with a business-like disposition. She may seem to be shy or socially inept to onlookers, however, she simply believes in speaking only what's necessary without any manner of window dressing. While it would be easy to think that she would get irritated by others with conflicting personalities, the truth is that she's mostly neutral towards everyone and tries to always keep a cool, levelheaded attitude. Her behavior could be summed as "Do only what's necessary and do not worry about things that are beyond your control".

𝙰𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚎

Erasure「"Sensory Concealment"」The ability to vanish from others' perception, completely camouflaging you against any manner of detection and even making others forget about your existence temporarily. While this effect doesn't work on machines, it does work on people that may be making use of those machines. For example, she can be recorded by cameras and detected by sensors but someone looking at the footage will not notice her. However, an automatic security system would still be able to engage in the proper measures in case she triggers it.

𝙰𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜

CQC, infiltration, sneak attacks, and guerilla tactics. Lizzie is especially an expert in short-range weapons like knives, and handguns, using techniques from practical self-defense systems instead of regulated martial arts.

𝚂𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜

As part of her training, Lizzie is very skilled in all manner of physical and athletic activities such as swimming, climbing, freerunning, etc. Even though she's not inept at doing anything else -- Lizzie's a normal functioning human being, after all -- doesn't have any other specific talents since she never bothered to develop superfluous skills and abilities.

𝙱𝚒𝚘

Lizzie's life isn't remarkable at all at. She came from an average family from an average city tucked in the mountains of Western Virginia with a couple of working parents, a younger brother, and maybe a dog or perhaps a cat over the course of her early life. Perhaps thanks to this excessive normalcy, she always had a desire to see the wide world with her own eyes, which led to her joining the military as soon as she graduated from high school.
She spent the next couple years of her life training constantly she even got deployed abroad a couple times. However, she never saw any actual action until she was assigned to a new squad formed to explore the Rifts that her life changed for real.
Everything went well until right about the end of the end of the mission when they got ambushed by an unknown force of Rift-dwellers. After this mission went completely FUBAR in a matter of hours, with Lizzie being one of the few survivors, the military decided to abandon the idea of exploring the Rifts by themselves, handing the matters to private contractors.
Following this experience, Lizzie spent another couple years in the military, but she never got to forget the experience she had in the Rifts that day. As soon as she got a chance, she arranged a job at one of the Rift exploration contractors and asked for a discharge from the military. sure, seeing the world was nice, but nothing could compare with what lay beyond each of the mysterious Rifts.
Lizzie knew that exploring them was the dream she pursued her whole life and she wouldn't let it escape from her hands.

𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

N/A