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All Together Now (Superhero Team RP)

This looks fun. also ^

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Ardur The Pixie

A New Mount >>>> The New Mount Is Feisty /// day 8 // Morning

Again Ardur kept close to the back of the Goblins head to avoid the swipes at him and sighed. She was making a bit of sense so that was good. “As you wish.” He spoke while getting ready to find another route off the goblin and up towards the ceiling. Looking back for a moment to see most of the pursuers pulling back and away from her and crispy.

“Looks like most of your attackers are pulling back towards the small fire again.” He mentioned as she began to slow down and equip herself with a rock. The pixie remained silent while the goblin spoke her peace, “what you don’t trust a harmless pixie? No matter.” He couldn’t help but smile for a moment before leaning in toward her ear and whispering, “If they ask about the shield just tell them you rubbed a pixie all over you until it did something.”

Ardur couldn’t help but giggle as he spotted another stalactite above them that had several places to perch and stay out of reach and out of sight of the other goblins. “Names Ardur by the way, it’s nice to meet you.” No one said he couldn’t be civil even in these trying times. With that last part he let go of the back of the goblins head and flew up to the stalactite. Once there he would take a moment to rest before experimenting some more while he waited for the other goblins.

Perched in the ceiling near the duo the small pixie was again interested in the shield spell of his. Casting it on himself or another without concentration seemed to make it totally envelop the user. But perhaps with a bit of concentration he could shield specific areas of himself. With this in mind the pixie would begin to try to focus his shield spell to just his fists. The pixie hoped that this would give these areas more protection than if he just cast it on himself. If it worked, Ardur would spend his time striking the stone with his shielded hands to try to chip away at the stone while watching the goblins down below.

@Lucius Cypher
@Zeroth

Ardur's character stats

Level: 1

Inventory: N/A

Clothes:

Weapons: N/A

Magic: Shield I, Lesser Flight II, Minor Heal II

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

Hobgoblin Gird

8 Legged Freaks >>>> I hope this works /// Day 5 // Morning

Gird was taken slightly back when the spiders began to swarm. For a moment he didn’t move, even as the swarm drew closer. He was thinking, what strategy to go with. Obviously if he killed enough of these spider lings the big one should come out. But he was sure he would be bitten before he got close enough. They could run but this was a test after all, one spider, one big spider could prove invaluable to their skill set. So what to do, but draw them off.

Stepping back toward Barth and slowly away from the spiders he kept strumming the webs just enough to keep their attention before moving again. “Luz ill draw these off. Wait for them to pass and take the other two to the right and engage the Spider. Once I draw these far enough away, I'll rush back to assist then we can deal with these at our own pace.” A simple order and plan, he was also basically giving her command while he dealt with these spiders.

Strumming the webs in a frantic manner from place to place. Gird hoped this would mimic what they would think was an injured bird or rabbit. Something that was struggling to get free and constantly got stuck while running away from the swarm. The pale hobgoblin was also being wary and careful not to end up in the webs himself as well as not wanting to get surrounded. He would continue to kite them around and away from the mother until he was at a good distance before returning and helping the others.

@demonspade64
@Jangel13
@Kheliop
@Crusader Lord

Gird's Character Stats

EXP: 0

Inventory:

Clothing: Alpha rabbit loin cloth,

Weapons: Sharp Bite, Claws, sharp wooden spear

Acquired Skills: Beast Tamer, Sharp Bite, Knowledge of the 3, Unarmed Combat: beginner, Rookie camouflage, bloody strike, Grave keepers Spirit,

Titles:

Blessings: Blessings of the dead,

Current Injuries:

Curses:

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

@Jangel13 I don't mind throwing out ideas even if they get shot down lol.

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

I like the were wolf tree but with dulvena maybe throwing in a few more varients would be fun

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Ardur The Pixie

Making a Gamble >>>> A New Mount /// day 8 // Morning

Ardur figured the goblin might try to attack him or swat him away. He could only watch as the goblin blindly swung at him and tried to shake him off. The pixie dug his toes into her shoulder and clung closer to her ear. He hoped that the goblin physiology was similar to humans as he griped and twisted her ear with one hand and jammed his fist into what would be a pressure point behind the jaw with the other.

“Now listen here, if you didn’t realize by the glowing aura you got right now from my shield spell. I’m here to help. Crispy is no longer a threat and could be a good teacher as long as he remains useful. He can always die another day.” Ardur lessened the pressure on her jaw and ear but still held on. “Now I took a gamble, I thought you were smarter than the other goblins. So if you stop swiping at me, I’ll tell you if there’s more shots coming in. got it?” A simple thing to understand for sure while he both watched their backs and kept an eye out for any more of her funny business or other goblins.

@Lucius Cypher
@Zeroth

Ardur's character stats

Level: 1

Inventory: N/A

Clothes: Grass and spider silk clothes

Weapons: N/A

Magic: Shield I, Lesser Flight II, Minor Heal II

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

well that was a fun weekend. a good friend that I hadn't seen in 8 years came over for a surprise visit with her 4 year old little girl. hope everyone else is doing well.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

@Lucius Cypher so you know ardur is on your shoulder and yelling at you... just so you know.

Resol'nare - How the Mando Boys (and Girls) Won the War [Star Wars]

this looks fun

- Squad 914: Beyond - Rebooted

Victor Asimov

Honestly Victor was caught off guard again but this time from the girls' response. The butterflies in his stomach began to act up again as she came closer. Mostly due to his blunder but still the blonde just smiled. Giving the girl a nod as his new friend introduced him to Milena. Victor could only wonder if these two would wind up on the same fire team as him.

This girl who so casually walked up to the two of them with confidence reminded him of his older sister. For a moment Victor caught himself thinking back to when she would come home with medical books and talking of dreams of becoming a doctor. It was her way of giving back, it was how she knew she could help. The girl had plenty of practice between the bouts of fighting that he would go through. Whether it was against his father or other kids in the city.

He seemed distant for only a moment when the girl asked him if she could check the small bump on his head. Without hesitation Victor knelt for the smaller girl. And again smiled when she said she was a medic. “You remind me of my older sister Sasha. She works in Kirov at one of the hospitals there.” He wasn't entirely sure why he decided to share that bit of information but decided to roll with it anyway.

Then Yosef spoke up about her being a medic and needing bandages then something about fixing guns and radios. “So an Engineer and a medic?” Asimov spoke up as he stood letting the medic finish what she needed to do. “Well I'm not all that great at patching people up or fixing weapons. But, if you need some covering fire to get from one point to another or need something heavy moved just ask. As long as you keep me alive and my gun keeps firing ill keep you safe. That would be a support's job right?”

The blonde kept his smile as an officer ordered them to board the train again, “Well I wish you both good fortune in what is to come and I do hope we are put in the same team. You both seem friendly anyways.” With that and a nod Asimov followed the others back onto the train taking care to duck before entering the door this time. Returning to his cabin he paused for a moment longer and looked back out the window at the alien world that would be his home for what could be the coming years. He missed the snow already.

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The train ride was still quite smooth. Victor spent the next few hours meditating to try to calm his nerves. His family sword laid unsheathed across his legs while he focused on his breathing. The sharp sword was a reminder of home and so far none of his superiors had an issue with him using it as he was always able to show he had great skill with the blade. That and he had orders from some far off general that said he could have it. Orders he kept with him, but he knew his father had arranged it somehow. The man did have his connections.

The stars shown brightly in the night sky, the small specks of light didn't fade because of light pollution or smoke. Victor found himself staring out at the stars for some time. Memorizing their place in reference to directions like he would do in the forests back home. A simple way to tell direction when one didn't have a compass.

Slowly the scenery changed yet again as the train began to slow. The lush green jungle gave way to a broken concrete one. Asimov knew with the sudden change in scenery and speed that they were almost there and with that he set to gathering his things and placing his sword back in his bag. The only other personal item he had were a picture of him and his brother and sister when they were kids but other than the sword and his clothes he didn't carry much else with him.

The boy was ready when they were given the command to depart the train, the war torn concrete didn't give him much comfort. He could only wonder as to just how close they were to the front lines. His thoughts were cut short when he was directed to a large tent with many others. After finding a bed in the middle of the tent he found himself going to sleep quickly, hoping he would get enough rest for the coming training.