Lucius Cypher

Persona: Roll the Dice (5e)

"My my my... Such a small child, taking up my bow and blade. But it is always the young that never get heard. If no one will listen to your words, then let them hear your music! I am thou, thou art I. Let us create a symphony that will never be forgotten!"

As Rosalie picked up the instrument, she could fill her body fill with some sort of strange energy. It wasn't bad though. If anything, it empowered her, filling her with a sort of strength and confidence that suddenly made this very frightening situation seem far less dangerous than it should be. Just as well, Rosalie's clothes change from her school uniform to some sort of adventurous looking outfit. It looked a bit rustic, but in a fantasy way. Music began to pour out from Rosalie and she could feel ideas and inspiration flowing through her mind and through her hands. All the while, a strange puppet figure was floating around her. But instead of these faceless, uncanny puppets, this one seemed far more human. Rosalie could feel a protective energy from this one. And in her mind, she knew the name of this being: Reminiscence.

The other puppets began to scatter, fearful for their lives. But the elven executioner simply seemed miffed that Rosalie had dared step out of line, showing him up of all people! He draws a longsword from his belt and does a flip off the stage, brandishing his weapon menacingly at Rosalie. He was about thirty feet away from her when the spirit that was protecting Rosalie. She could fill her mind and body synchronize with the spirit, granting her knowledge and the ability to fight!

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"You know the rules of nature! Only the strongest survive. If you wish to stop the vile darkness that haunts this place, you must be willing to stand up and fight it! Let us both strike back against this evil together. I am thou, thou art I. Let no wickedness escape our sight!"

Grabbing the hand crossbow, Julia can fill her courage grow even more so than usual. Knowledge of how to fight with this weapon, as well as use other esoteric abilities here, begin to fill her mind. Suddenly her school uniform changed into a suit of armor, and other weapons and equipment appeared on her body as well. It seemed like the very shadows began to bend around Julia and began to cover her in darkness, and yet despite this she had no issues seeing in this darkness despite her normal eyes. But what was even more of a surprise was the sight of another figure here. A hulking beast woman, who seemed to somehow balance herself perfectly still on a chandelier on the ceiling. But despite her intimidating stature, Julia would know this woman was a friend and here to help her: Komainu!

The butcher however did not care for Julia's sudden demands. He slashed his massive blade through the puppets, and they began to scatter to safety. He knocked over the table with his foot and began to rampage, ready to fight! Julia was about 30ft away from the butcher, but all of these puppets crowding around her would make it difficult for her to move. But just as well, the Butcher can't get to you without getting through the crowd, so maybe she can use them to her advantage. Regardless there was only one way forward, and it was to defeat this enemy!

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"Don't ever forget this feeling. When they keep knocking you down again and again, trying to keep you down, remember this passion and don't ever let the flame die out. Time to show them that you're done being tread on! I am thou, thou art I. Let's show the world just what we can do!"

The burning feeling in Maxwell's back and hand began to spread throughout his body, making him burst into flames. But instead of feeling any pain or agony, this explosion was more like a sweet release. Raw power emanated from his body like a roaring flame, causing the puppets to flee from him and set random furniture on fire. Walking out from one of the burning rubble was a humanoid figure made of flame. he puts his hand on your shoulder and you could feel your clothes burn off and replaced by something a bit more rugged, yet flashy. Like some sort of dark mage. This person melts into the air around you, wreathing your body in a mirage of haze and smoke. Despite only knowing this person for a minute, you recognize his name: Impetus.

Despite most of the puppets cowering against the walls in fear, the puppets with the sword didn't seem to take you very seriously. That'll be their mistake. Four puppets approached Maxwell with rapiers drawn, taking on a sort of pompous duelist stance. Four against one wasn't in Maxwell's favor, but her could feel his anger take shape in his mind. Fury that can shape his emotions into power, into a weapon that can be used against his enemies. These puppets may soon realize that just because they outnumber him doesn't mean they can outgun him!

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

@Unkown58 I'll try to get a post up in the next few days, been a hectic few days. Gotta make dem moolah and all that.

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

@Lucius Cypher

@Unkown58

Ye boi! Now we can actually do the quest. You wanna head to those mines and finish up some side quests, or focus on the main objective? If we gather some materials, might even be able to make a weapon for one of us.

Persona: Roll the Dice (5e)

Looks dope Harumi!

I'll get a post up asap, been a busy weekend for me. Things are about to ramp up real fast though!

Persona: Roll the Dice (5e)

Aight. I'll post something this weekend/Friday at the earliest. See if you can't get your post in by then, and if not no sweat.

Persona: Roll the Dice (5e)

@Vertigo How long do you think you'll be out? I'll still post something as an update, but it would be nice to know how long you might be out.

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Gren

Location: Orc Camp
Quest: Hunt for Food!
Current Activity: Talking to some orcs as a distraction for Vola @Unkown58

With Vola ready and willing to go with Gren's genius plan, Gren slapped his face to hype himself up for the operation. He probably wasn't cute like some of the other orcs, so he'll appeal to the orcs' ego! Butter them up and ask them about their work and conquests, get them to showboat a bit. Once sufficiently hyped up, Gren walks over, making big stompy steps so he could be easily heard. Making sure to stand opposite of where Vola was, Gren butts into the conversation to ask about the cave to the north. "Uh, hi! I'm gunna go out an hunt! But did ya say sumthin bout a cave in da north? What were ya doing up dere? Were you fightin monstahs, or maybe huntin?" Gren looked to the orc who had first mentioned the cave. He seemed to be annoyed by the runner nearly ruining his breakfast, so Gren felt he was most susceptible to some honeyed words. "You look really strong, yeah! You musta killed lots before. I wanna know how to be strong like you, so when I go huntin I'll get something good for tha camp!"

To further distract the orcs, Gren demonstrated his "technique" with his stick, emulating smashing something with his stick like he would with a hammer. It also reminded Gren that he ought to look for a bigger stick: What he has right now was small enough that he could hold it in one hand, but he'd rather have a bigger, longer stick that would provide more momentum even if he had to use two-hands to wield it. If they get that stone hatchet, they could probably cut down a small tree or a branch to fulfill Gren's wish. Speaking of which, Gren knew he would need to move quickly once Vola secured something. He didn't want to be around if or when these orcs realized that they got robbed.

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Gren

Location: Orc Camp
Quest: Hunt for Food!
Current Activity: Talking to Vola @Unkown58

Vola! That was her name. Gren was glad to see that she was being so cooperative, he was afraid he was going to have to bully her into working with her. She seemed to have the same idea as he did about getting some rope to work with, so Gren figured that's what they should look for first. As Gren was about to lead another search, he almost got ran over by a running orc! A memory of a massive truck running into him flashed in Gren's mind and he froze. Fortunately the runner managed to avoid the two children and Gren came back to his senses. "What... Huh?" Gren looked to see where the runner was going, but alas, the orc was too fast and was out of sight before Gren could process what he was doing. But in exchange, Gren did spy three orcs sitting around a fire, eating and talking. Gren's mouth salivated at the smell of roasting meat. Even if it was just rat meat, it smelled delicious. Better than the usual watery slop that got fed to the babies. Didn't even have any seasoning!

He also heard the orcs talking about some work that could be done. Finding wood and ore for the Bowbh, who Gren recognized is the clan's main craftsman. They'd have to go into some caves though, but that was fine. If Gren remembers correctly there could be some interesting things in the cave they could kill, as well as grab those ores. Not to mention those mushrooms that Gren was thinking of grabbing were also in caves! He could kill three birds with one stone. Or two orcs with a bad decision. Could go either way.

Speaking of bad decisions, Gren spotted some stuff around the camp that he could grab. Oh sure, it's nothing that the orcs threw away, but it could be stuff that Gren could still nab. Useful stuff. However there wasn't a way for Gren to grab any of it without getting spotted, even if those three orcs were just lazing about right now. No doubt they'd be roused to action if they spot him nicking their stuff. So he had an idea. Since Gren was too big to be sneaky, he could be a distraction while Vola grabs something useful. Patting the orc girl's shoulder, Gren told her his plan.

"Psst. Here's wat I'm thinking. I'm gunna go talk to tha orcs, distract em a bit. While they looking at me, you go nab something useful. Like that axe, or the bag with tha belt. I'll have em looking the other way for like a minute, while you grab the stuff and run. You ready?" Gren wasn't really going to ask Vola if she even wanted to do this, or had any other plans. Moments like these you really just had to act on your feet and think fast. Besides, doing it this way means that ultimately it was up to Vola what she wanted to get. Maybe she doesn't grab either and gets something that Gren thinks is useless. Regardless he'll just have to roll with it: better that one of them succeeds than both of them failing.

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Gren

Location: Orc Camp
Quest: Hunt for Food!
Current Activity: Talking to Vola @Unkown58

Gren was walking around the camp holding his stick, looking for orcs who didn't look too busy that they'd be annoyed by him bothering them. He was also looking for any usable tools to swipe. A bucket would be nice, but what would be better would be some sort of blade. A knife or ideally, an axe, something that he can use as both a weapon and a tool. Or some rope. He had an idea to try and make a stone axe with his sharp rock and his stick, but he needed some rope to tie it together. Of course if he could just swipe someone's axe himself, he can skip the crafting project and get straight to work.

As Gren was looking around he spotted one of the younger orcs also wandering around. Pretty sure she came from the same brood pit as he did. He vaguely recalls her name, something with a V. Violet? He's pretty sure it was the name of a flower. Pretty name for an orc. Either way, she was a fellow runt and Gren figures if she's in the camp instead of the forest, she had the same idea as he did: find some gear in the camp before heading out. Figuring that two heads were better than one, the slightly bigger orc boy walked over to the orc girl. "Hey! You a runt too, right? Got orders from tha boss to go a huntin and stuff. Me too, but I wanna look fer stuff round tha camp fer I gotta go into da woods. He didn't say we couldn't go unprepared right?" Gren gave her a big toofy grin and held his fist out to her. Despite being a runt who hasn't really learned much in the ways of social etiquette, his past life was filling in the blanks in his head and told him that a fist bump would be a perfectly serviceable way to greet someone.

"Name's Gren by tha way. I'm lookin fer a bucket so I can scoop up slimes if I kill em. An something ta eat. Shouldn't go huntin on an empty stomach right? And if I'm real lucky, maybe I can find some rope or a blade, to hunt with. You help me, I help you, yeah? We runts gotta stick together, at least till we're bigger and stronger." While Gren had a vague idea that orcs are suppose to be mean and tough, Gren as a person simply didn't feel the need to be so aggressive to a stranger. He doesn't have anything to prove to her, only Auguz, and Gren knows that teamwork is important to get the job done. While he doesn't quite understand it, he still remembers his past life of crime and how most of his success could be attributed to his crew, who had skills he didn't to do things he couldn't, while he used what skills he had to do things they could not, which was usually breaking metal doors and smashing people's faces into the ground.

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Cool. I'll try to get a post out asap.