Psyker Landshark

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

I'll have a post up at some point this weekend

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

Ranbu no Izayoi

Black flame, bullets, and buckler slammed into Leviathan's skull while Miina electrified her from the tail upward. Leviathan screeched in rage and agony, rearing up and charging another water jet in her mouth before a combination of grenades and light magic disrupted her focus.

Izayoi followed up not long after, leaping onto Leviathan's body from the midpoint of the serpent and repeatedly plunging the tip of her katana between the Eidolon's scales. The titanic sea serpent seethed, whirling her body around to shake everyone atop her off once more before runes of casting materialized around her head, another spell in the process of charging .

"Enough! I will suffer these insults no longer! If I must wash away all in my path to be rid of you, then so be it! Now face mine Tidal Wave-"

An orb of flame crashed into Leviathan's upper body, cancelling out the spell as she writhed for a moment, recovering quickly.

"Leviathan! All of you! Stop!" A familiar voice cried out. From the edge of the ruins, Cid appeared with Eve following along not far behind him, the latter offering the party a slight wave as the priest hurriedly marched forward, his staff plunging into the ground with every step. Up above, Ifrit landed atop the highest point of the waterlogged ruins, eyeing his fellow Eidolon with a warning glare.

"Every last one of you needs to stop this needless carnage, immediately." Cid's voice was clear, loud, and grave. The aged priest slammed his staff into the ground to accentuate his point, as shockingly, Leviathan bowed her head to him.

"Dominant, these wretches offered deliberate insult to the rites. They profaned the old ritual and our convenant to the gods!"

"They were deceived, Leviathan. I can assure you that whatever insult was given, none of it was deliberate. Your battle could be seen all the way from Costa Del Sol. I know these warriors well enough that they would not have conducted such a profanement of the rites on purpose had they known of the ancient ways. Incidentally,"

Cid turned his gaze back towards the Kirins, his expression deathly serious.

"Who instructed you so poorly? This had to have been deliberate-"

"That would be me." Another familiar voice cried out. Grovemaster Isolde emerged from the ruins' entrance in much the same manner Cid had, bringing nearly two dozen men in Brightlam Cathedral uniform with her. "I apologize for the deception, Kirins, but at last, you've delivered Cid the Heretic directly into my hands. Surrender him into my custody, and I'll have no further quarrel with you. I'll even support your aims to bring toward the other Grovemasters once more. Zacharias is a lost cause, but Alambert can be turned. With two Grovemasters out of three, you'll have the support you need to stand against Valheim. What say you?"

Falling Skies

CMDR SAGAN "VULTURE" KODOS

<< We run on prison rules, Rabbit. No one likes a snitch. Drop and gimme thirty when you pull into the hangar. >> Sagan bantered back over comms as he sent the Watchdog hurtling forward towards the last, limping cruiser.

<< Roger, engaging. >> He wove through what remained of the point-defense like it was barely there, his MAS's flight boosters giving enough thrust to easily outfox the low-caliber autocannons. << Little bit of career advice, never become flight lead if you don't like cleaning up other people's messes. Pay grade ain't worth the headache. >>

The Watchdog raised its HPK, sighting up the engines. One burst, two, three. The thrusters went alight with flame before stalling out entirely, the cruiser dead in vacuum.

<< Sarret, Vulture. >> Sagan commed in towards the Roanoke again. << Reporting engine kill, designated cruiser's ripe for boarding whenever the jarheads're ready. >> With that done, he whirled his suit in an about face, hurtling through space until he caught up with the the Sparrowhawk.

<< This is Vulture, prepping to RTB. 7th, how're we looking? >>

The Elder Scrolls VI: Sentinel

Rela Arel

What an abominable situation she'd found herself in. Ripped from her research to put up with people she didn't much care for or about, and having to go to forsaken Hammerfell on top of it. But this was the price Rela paid in exchange for being able to take advantage of the renewed Empire's magical facilities and resources. She'd just been hoping for less personally arduous ways of repaying the debt. Like setting Argonians or Altmer or Argonians or Nords or Argonians or Khajit or Nords or Argonians or Argonians on fire. Bretons would have been on the list as well, but they didn't burn as easily. A shame.

And everything in this Azura-damned desert was so dry. Actual temperature was one thing, considering the presence of Red Mountain in her homeland, but the lack of humidity would have been ruinous on her skin had Rela not taken measures to keep herself so magically well-preserved. But she could still feel it.

As of current, she sat at the table the Empress's loyal Blades were all gathered around, lounging back as she continued to scribe a spell scroll for later use. One of the...meat shields was the polite term, began to speak, and seemed to think she could command. So long as the bint didn't prove herself incompetent, Rela wasn't about to gainsay her. After all, leading these people would be far, far too much effort on her end.

"Funds ought to be easy to come by once we have acceptable targets to take from." She remarked, inscribing a few more runes into the vellum with magicka-infused ink. "As for a cohesive story, we are refugees and exiles, clearly. Considering the makeup of our group, any attempt at obfuscation or creation of a narrative will be blown apart with one glance. I evidently missed the dissolution of the Mage's Guild some centuries ago, may they all rot in Oblivion, but I suppose I can say I'm here to satisfy...oh, some personal grudge. Yes, something petty and vengeful ought to do. It is what an educated guess would expect, and it carries the bonus of being something I would undertake given sufficient reason to."

SPIRITUM

Kalina Kovalic

Morden wasn't wrong. This was unusual. Still, these were supposed to be some of the top spooks in Rassvet. Of course they'd be off-putting and off-kilter. It was part of why Kalina wanted this entire handoff done as soon as possible, really. The less they had to deal with these people, the better.

And then it turned out they wouldn't have to deal with them for very long. No WARDEN that was conscious could ignore suddenly being cut off from Mist. Anti-WARDEN tactics. They were under attack by mundanes, then. The spooks and their gunmen. Okay. Kalina could ask why later. First things first, shoot them. Don't get shot. Either Veld's people had been subverted by the Vangies, or this was stupid squirrel shit that necessitated they try to take out their own nation's special forces for whatever psychotic spy reason.

No Mist. The pocket was out, obviously. It was a good thing she kept her service pistol on her actual person. And a spare knife. They both came out, pistol in the right, knife in the left and braced in an icepick grip up against the underbarrel of her gun. Considering they were indoors, it would've come down to this anyway. The quarters in here were a bit too close for the gunblade, especially with the doorway in mind.

"Roger." Kalina affirmed in response to Justice's 'anything goes' order, briefly noting the body going over the flashbang. One less problem. She stacked up against the wall next to the door, pistol raised as she cracked the door open slightly, sighting up a pistol-wielding spook and nailing him in the forehead before he could make a move. The sound of oncoming footsteps alerted her, and Kalina simply raised her knife to thrust once, twice into the rusher's chest before roundhouse kicking him back out the door.

"We need to move, before they get any more ideas with grenades. Morden, ready? I'll follow your go."

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

Ranbu no Izayoi

Double-layered haste magics. Twin lances, one of shadow, and one of lightning, plunged into the barrier. Four golden, shining thrusts, all made in an instant. A relentless storm of bullets hammered away. Truly, the Kirins brought all they had in the name of survival.

And yet, it wasn't quite enough just yet. Their efforts chipped and fractured at the barrier, piercing through several layers of practically-solidified water with great effort. But not quickly enough.

That was where Izayoi came in.

"I am the storm." She intoned a mantra to center herself, aether welling around her while the others had been preparing their strikes.

"I am the squall!" Her knees bent, sword ready to draw. Shin-Zantetsuken wasn't suited for smashing through a static defense. Ranbu had very nearly killed her to use in the desert, but this wasn't nearly as taxing. Until the return through Osprey, it still would have been too much for her. But the last few weeks' worth of combat experience had served to harden her body to the point where it was entirely possible she might just execute this without suffering too many ill effects from the strain.

Izayoi surged forward, her feet practically slamming off the ground. As the Revenant had in the deserts of Osprey, she seemed to split apart into three afterimages, each splitting off and surrounding Leviathan's barrier to deliver a furious assault of slashes from three separate angles.

There were two ways to shatter a magical barrier: overwhelming force at one point or forcing the aether composing it to spread too thin to be viable by attacking from multiple different points. The rest of the Kirins were almost through with might alone. It fell to Izayoi to disperse the remainder of the barrier enough for them to succeed.

The Revenant had never managed to complete the remainder of the arte in their duel, but here, all three afterimages faded away after delivering their slashes, only for the original to reappear in midair, sword sheathed once more as she descended.

"I am the sword!" Izayoi's falling battojutsu strike slammed into the center point of the shield, and both Rudolf and Galahad found themselves smashing through, their spears piercing deep into Leviathan's scales as the Eidolon writhed in pain, forced to abandon her spellcasting.

Leviathan coiled and spun her body, hurling the two Edreni men off as she bucked, now furious as they managed to deliver critical blows.

"To the end, we vie for dominance! Come, children of man! Be dashed upon the shore!"

The titanic sea serpent dipped her head below the plateau, her body quickly wrapping and looping around the entire cliff face until her tail rose where her head had been previously, and the Eidolon's cavernous maw rose above the entrance of the ruins, cutting off any path of retreat. She snapped her fangs downward at the Kirins while her tail slammed, rampaging about the cliff face and ruins as bubbles of water magic formed at random above before dropping downward to crash against any Kirin unfortunate enough to be caught in their path.

Nearly exhausted from breaking her limits as she was, Izayoi nonetheless managed to step out of the path of Leviathan's tail, scoring a thin gash along it with her retaliatory cleave, gasping for breath before drawing herself up.

"Come, then!" She bellowed back at the Eidolon, reaching the throes of battle frenzy herself as she forced her tired body into a charge towards the head. "We finish this here, primal!"

Iris Ascendis

Lmao, janitor sus. Saw him vent.

@ERode

bro he was in reactor
he was doing tasks

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

Renar Hagen

Renar took Gertie's words with all the praise they weren't intended with, mockingly preening for a moment just to be an ass to the annoying witch. Then cut it off as he returned right back to business.

It was true. Most of them were utterly lost in this situation, himself included. Horrifyingly enough, Fionn might be a better authority on the fae than the kingdom's Court Mage. Still, if the only avenue was to lean on their specialist advisory, then there was little more to it than to do so.

"Right, now that the fun's over, thoughts on this, Fionn? You, Fiadh, and the Lord Arken are arguably our only sources of information going forward."

Out of the corner of his eye, he both saw and heard the ongoing byplay between Gertrude and the captain. Oh for the love of...

Renar caught Fanilly's eye behind Gertrude's back, silently shaking his head and pantomiming "no" a few times to make sure the message sunk in before turning back to Fionn expectantly, as if he hadn't just done that.

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

Ranbu no Izayoi

Leviathan's mouth interspersed itself between Izayoi's sword strike and the Eidolon's neck, sword clashing against fang for a moment before Izayoi pushed off and retreated, skidding across the ground as she landed. The Lady of the Whorl moved to capitalize, starting to charge up another water jet in her mouth before Miina's bolt of Thunder flew straight into her gaping maw, doing more damage than expected as it shocked the Eidolon from the inside out.

To her credit, Leviathan recovered quickly enough to jerk back and evade Rudolf's darkened cross slash before rolling her head and moving to slam it towards him. Unfortunately for the sea serpent, that left her vulnerable to Galahad's descent, only noticing the dragoon bare moments before he struck. The Eidolon shifted aside enough that Galahad's lightning halberd slid down the side of her snout, inflicting a grievous scar but ultimately resulting in little more than cosmetic damage. She twitched slightly as most of Ciradyl's arrows didn't penetrate deeply enough, but two or three pierced her scales for her to roar in pain and fury.

Waves crashed around the Eidolon as she started to channel a spell in truth, rather than just relying on her natural ability to harness ambient aether, but the bolt of light coming from Robin's blade blinded her for but a moment, disrupting her concentration enough for a sped-up Izayoi to close in, aiming to capitalize.

Any follow-up was to no avail as the water around Leviathan burst outward, knocking everyone back and waterlogging them. When their vision cleared, Leviathan could be seen channeling another spell once more, surrounded by a watery barrier.

"Enough of this! If you would threaten me in mine own domain, then drown in these raging torrents!"

A swing of Izayoi's sword sent a wind shockwave at the water barrier, but the projectile dissipated and was drowned out by the tides surrounding the titanic serpent. The samurai's eyes widened, moving to sheathe her sword.

"We must stop the spell! Bring all you have to bear against the barrier!" Gods be damned, if only Eve was still with them! Megaflare would have been perfect here!

Moments left until Tidal Wave...

Iris Ascendis

Yeah this is looking like a skip for me too ngl. All pressure to Est, gooo