Raineh Daze

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

Miina Malina

Oh no oh no oh no oh no. They had to fight Leviathan? And they had just gotten done fighting one giant water monster! On the plus side, this time they were at least on dry land, which reduced the risk of immediate drowning somewhat. On the other hand, they were considerably down on firepower, and Miina had a strong feeling that Leviathan proper was much more dangerous to them.

Oh, and she was now their sole source of magical damage and healing? This was going to suck. Although, it seemed like the healing wouldn't be that necessary; they'd probably all have to avoid attacks or die…

"H-Hey! T-T-This is my c-country…" Miina protested as she skittered out from behind a decrepit pillar. Weakly, since she wasn't terribly invested in it, but she hadn't gone around trying to run another coup on Osprey or anything. Just been confused by it.

Now… uh, now she thought about it, how were a bunch of swordsmen going to fight a giant serpent that reared out from the ocean? Hm, maybe they'd ahve better ideas than her, as it wasn't really Miina's problem. Hers boiled down to what to attack with. Fire was out. Ice was probably just going to get reversed back on her or something. Electricity, again, then.

Right, one Thunder fired and… time to dive for cover again before Leviathan got her back for it. It was such a tiny attack compared to the size of the Eidolon, but it was an attack, in the end. And one picked to be as annoying as she could manage… well, unless she could think of something from Izayoi's demonstrated trick. She'd not had the greatest luck, but there was no time like the present. She just didn't think a hurricane was the most useful thing one could create against Leviathan.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

Tyaethe

Right… well, they were now stuck waiting for a door, and it wasn't like her skillset could contribute much there. What was she going to do, go stab around at the air until she found a spot that felt a bit strange? Eh, that was probably what one mage or other would try, but if she did it and somehow had any luck, they'd be announcing their entrance by force of battering ram. You couldn't get much more embarrassing than accidentally declaring an invasion.

So she left them to it, poking around the remains of the snake instead. Mmm, this spot seemed pretty mossy and nicely curved.

…

It seemed the vampire had decided now was a good opportunity for a nap. Fiadh seemed the only person immediately interested, hher head swivelling between Fionn, Gertrude, and the former snake.

The Elder Scrolls VI: Sentinel

@Rune_Alchemist budding pyromaniac accepted

The Elder Scrolls VI: Sentinel

Eheh, for everyone else, please remember to put charsheets in the OOC first for approval. xD

Minotaur's good, though.

From Realms Beyond — An Isekai Crossover RP (Now Accepting)

Fujiwara no Mokou

Well, now that they had averted fighting for the moment… back to the evil orb. It was certainly unfamiliar, and it oddly wasn't the first recent interaction she'd had with magic orbs, so…

"Do you know what this one does if you touch it?" Mokou wondered, pausing for just a second before asking, "If not, do you want to find out?"

The Elder Scrolls IV: Cyrodiil

The inn-keeper brightens even with your wavering commitment, and is happy enough to serve up lunch at what seems to still be rather a steep price—or perhaps the standards of travellers on the highway is simply higher than what you're familiar with? It might be basic, but there's nothing to complain about in terms of quality.

This leaves plenty of time to be filled in on what's a rather basic story in excruciating detail. A necromancer's taken up resident in a nearby cave, and the occasional undead are giving the inn a bad reputation. The Mage's Guild should be dealing with it, it's their ban on the practice after all, but the Roxey Inn apparently rates too low to send anybody out in a hurry. With the inn's usual mercs already working for other employers… well, Malene explains, she'd been forced to ask random travellers.

Lannessa seems in oddly high spirits as she leads the way north, pushing through the undergrowth while nonchalantly eating an apple. Why? "Every day you get to kill a necromancer is a good day."

The innkeeper's directions are correct, though, and sure enough there's a small cliff-face with a rather noticeable opening. It doesn't look particularly dangerous or necromantic, just… dark as you stand outside it, although the light at the end of the elf's staff promises that this won't be an issue for long. "So, I think you can handle this one mostly on your own. Small-time necromancer… probably just some skeletons and zombies."

The Elder Scrolls VI: Sentinel

Canon enough. Grabbing abilities from it is certainly applicable.

The Elder Scrolls VI: Sentinel

As an organised force? Destroyed in short order by pretty overwhelming power. Standard civil war questline stuff.

Tullius was still around for a while to do cleanup before the whole upended power thing, and the remnants have either stood down or are becoming more and more irrelevant as their recruiting options have reduced one by one.

The Elder Scrolls VI: Sentinel

Heyo~

Pelinal levels of murderousness would be concerning. Please don't kill any friendly elves. :P

The Elder Scrolls VI: Sentinel

The third century of the Fourth Era began turbulently, to say the least. Skyrim erupted into open civil war that threatened to have it secede from the Empire, to then be rudely interrupted by the sudden resurgence of dragons and vampires. The old Emperor, Titus Mede II, died under mysterious circumstances shortly before making a visit to inspect the Legions' progress in quelling the unrest.

To the bafflement of onlookers praying for the Empire's decline, the chaotic situation was just as quickly stabilised at the hands of a single figure. The Civil War? Brought to a bloody end by force of arms, despite the two sides' previous stagnation. The dragons? Similarly brought to heel, and the vampire threat silenced as quickly as it had sprung up. Even an attempt to take advantage of the College of Winterhold came to a dismal failure.

Yet still, as 4E 204 drew to a close, there was another interregnum, and the Legions were spent. Everything was ripe for the Aldmeri Dominion to make another move and finish what it had started.

Then the same woman that had caused them so much trouble in Skyrim waltzed into the Imperial City and declared herself Empress, the old regimes' hereditary bodyguards in tow. Her qualifications? Being Dragonborn, like Tiber Septim and Reman Cyrodiil before him.

And the dragons. Quite a persuasive argument, them.

Common wisdom and the advisors of the Elder Council suggested time to build the Legions up before acting provocatively and courting Hammerfell, actually readying themselves for the inevitable conflict ahead. The Empress? She declared the worship of the Nine to be the Empire's official faith once again, goading the Aldmeri Dominion to take action.

Another war looms on the horizon.

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"And so, you, my Blades, are to go to Hammerfell and see to it that we at least have another ally against the Dominion. Preferably, they would rejoin the Empire fully, even if you have to make concessions. Tullius insists it would make travelling to High Rock easier than going through the Reach." As usual, the Empress looks distinctly unregal, lounging across the Ruby Throne in full armour. Not that it would be wise to provoke the Breton woman; that diminutive figure can be quite terrifying.

"I have to stay here and keep the Thalmor on their toes, so… Lydia? I think I'll pick Lydia. She's going to be the open diplomatic mission, use her as your point of contact back here. You get the fun part. Use your imaginations, just… don't start a war, I don't need the old man retiring out of frustration yet."

Your orders are open-ended, and your resources limited beyond what you can take on the journey. But, for better or worse, you are the hand-picked agents to bring Hammerfell back on the Empire's side.

Akatosh have mercy on us all.

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In summary: the Dragonborn has taken control of the Empire, pissed off the Aldmeri Dominion immediately, and just picked the people she likes the vibe of to go do undercover work.

As you may imagine, this can make for quite the eclectic set of individuals. Albeit with two restrictions: they actually are on the Empire's side, and they're not quite as tiny as their boss. That's not hard, she's a short lady. I'm also aiming for a posting rate of once a week, so please don't apply if you can't keep up with that.

Bios:

• Name:
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• Equipment: Please, keep it reasonable; this isn't a game economy and things beyond common steel are going to get exponentially more expensive, fast.
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