well assuming I can come up with something
Sure, why not put even more things on my plate because haha I don't have a crippling RP addiction
Sure, why not put even more things on my plate because haha I don't have a crippling RP addiction
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STATUS: I just can't. This is too much. Berserk was so influential on so many things that I love. Goodbye, Miura. You'll be missed by many. 3 yrs ago
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I just can't. This is too much. Berserk was so influential on so many things that I love. Goodbye, Miura. You'll be missed by many.
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Hello! Welcome to my little bio.
Not much to say, really. Just a horror game protag that likes writing and playing vidya games when I'm not being chased by the cosmic forces of darkness. (I'm a security guard that works night shifts usually).
Have some dancing medjed.
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Team Nippon
@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y@Crimson Paladin
As Nobu and Misaki spoke, the girls face relaxed in relief, and curiosity quickly won out over concern as she took a few steps towards the trio of individuals.
“Wah!~?” Nobu would suddenly find the girl gawking at her, walking in a slow circle around the group, eyes almost sparkling with curiosity perhaps reminding one of a curious child. It would be a few moments before she finally stopped, seemingly realizing she was being rude.
“Ah!” She stopped, spinning in place as her dress billowed out lightly. “Sorry! Sorry! It’s just-ah-oh, I can’t help it this is great, ahah!~” A wide grin was visible on her face, and now that she was close enough to get a better look at, the trio would notice something quite odd on her left hand. A silver, almost tattoo sort of marking. It started at a point, halfway up her forearm, traveling until it reached the back of her hand where it split into a shallow half-crescent. Above it was another similar marking, a half crescent pointing downwards, with four spikes that traveled up to her knuckles.
“Okay, okay, calm down Lazirha,” She giggled, grinning and offering everyone a friendly grin. “Uhm, hi. I’m Lazirha. Sorry, I get super excited meeting travelers like yourself. Like, you!” She hopped towards Nobu. “I’ve never seen clothes like that! Where are you from? And why are you so adorably small? Ahaha, you are an adult right?” Her eager, curious gaze shifted to Misaki. “And you! I’ve seen people like yourself before, but they’re super far to the north! We only ever get a trader here usually-ah.” She blinked, shyly glancing to the side. “...S-sorry, I’m probably bothering you a bit, haha. You said you’re lost? You picked a pretty remotely boring place to get lost in.”
She shifted uncomfortably on her feet.
“Uhm, well, my village isn’t too far from here. We can be there after a bit of a walk along the beach in that direction.” She gestured briefly towards the beach. “Not that I’d suggest visiting. That place is full of old people that don’t know how to have fun...and well...” She glanced at Novak. “Ah, sorry, didn’t see you there. You don’t stand out much next to them, do you?” The native girl teased a bit. “What’s your names anyways?”
The girl, Lazhira, didn’t seem too keen to return to her place of residence if her mannerisms were anything to go buy.
The Roma Mob
@ERode@Pyromania99@PaulHaynek
The pup titled its head curiously as Isidore approached, yipping and wagging its tail in a friendly manner. It let him approach without much issue, even seemingly wanting to play a bit. When Isidore grabbed it by its neck, however, the pup responded with a mildly distressed sounding bark. He gave a quick look at its nether regions…
Well it was definitely female.
As it was let back down, it looked up at Isidore with a light growl not having been very appreciative of the man handling, nor the continued manhandling of its neck. It especially didn’t like it when Isidore attempted to put the chain around its neck! ‘Octavia’ resisted, trying to unsuccessfully wiggle out of Isidore’s grip.
Once done, the demon pup glared up at the human, huffing through its nose and scratching at the chain with a back paw and trying to briefly wiggle out of it. After a few failed attempts, the pup decided it wasn’t worth it.
Instead, it started pulling on the chain and led the trio back into the prison. The smell of old, musty air quickly filled their nostrils once more, the quiet gurgling and grunting of the warped monsters reaching their ears again. The pup would lead them towards the hallway they had neglected earlier - a number of those creatures stalking the hallway.
It barked loudly, alerting the creatures to their presence! The creatures slowly turned towards them, numbering about three in total, thankfully only one had a weapon, a sword similar to Isidore’s.
‘Octavia’ pulled on the chain, whining and growling at the creatures as one suddenly lunged towards the party!
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@Cu Chulainn@Crusader Lord@Click This@Guy0fV4lor
Donovan’s attempts to distract the giant were as fruitless as Leannah’s taunts. The foreman lobbed a rock at it, the stone bouncing harmlessly off its frame as it barely even registered his attempt. The massive stone giant watched as the group split, with Leannah heading for the tower...and the two heading right for the gate.
It was tasked with making sure none left, afterall - and it had already failed once today.
Malphas and Narkissa would find some success with their attempts. Even if it was only a marginal boost, it was still a boost. Their lungs however would soon start burning with strain and exhaustion - they were so close, almost there - !
There was a hum, almost electrical in nature as something started powering up. If any had been looking at the giant, blue electrical energy covered its body, several carvings on its aging form filling with a blue glow, traveling downwards from the openings on its shoulders and towards its stone blade. Lines of energy covered it, and the stone raised its weapon, and swung forwards.
For a moment, the moon overhead seemed to glow briefly brighter.
Blue streaked behind it as it swung towards the ground in a crescent shaped arc, causing the air to twist and bend around the stone giant as it finished its swing. The ethereal, crescent projectile raced through the air, little specks of white light forming with the projectile as it raced forwards. It carved a path through the air right between Narkissa and Malphas, slamming into the gatehouse in front of them with explosive force and consequently knocking them off their feet and sending them sprawling to the ground. A burnt, acrid smell filled the air around them, the specks of white light showering upon them and lightly burning them should it touch their flesh.
Thankfully it seemed they had escaped the brunt of the impact, but the stone giant was now closing in on them and they would need to decide what to do quickly. The thing started moving again, and they could hear it humming and presumably charging up another one of those blasts, whatever it was.
Donovan meanwhile continued circling around, walking along the cliff to the courtyard, just barely missing the trio of Augusta, Isidore, and Nicholas and only catching the result of their little misadventure with the stone. He could, however, hear the barking of a certain demonic pup not far inside of the building.
Leannah would suddenly find herself at the base of the tower, barreling inside at top speed, not that she had much of a choice. Inside, she would find herself in a small square room, a large stone staircase leading upwards to the top level of the tower presumably. Against the far wall was a door, and on the walls were a few faded, unreadable tapestries.
“Gllgrhhhk!”
One of those wretched experiments were in here, having taken a quick note of her presence and was lunging at her with a sword!
The Lonely Pixie
@1charak2
“H-hey...what are you doing?”
The book wrote on the page as Alice started rubbing it lightly with her clothing. Carefully like one might attempt cleaning a cd-rom or phone screen.
“I-I’m not sure what you’re hoping to accomplish but I don’t think that’s the problem!” The book immediately closed itself, before Alice could do much more ‘cleaning’. Seeing no other option, however, Alice took the book and quickly made her way towards the building the skull wearing creature had gone inside of, making her entrance through the same window.
It didn’t seem any different from the time the others had left, leaving it in a mostly clean state. The only difference was the place's new occupant.
The cloaked figure was standing near the staircase, quietly tapping its foot on the floor beneath him.
“...I’m curious. What’s a fey doing here?” He suddenly said, his voice perhaps a bit deeper than what someone of his stature might suggest. Deep, and smooth, but oddly calming and relaxing. “Humans, a Sirithen, and even one of the Bastelian. Has the flow of fate begun? Or are you mere entertainment for a capricious goddess?” The small staturered figure turned to face Alice.
That was definitely a skull of some sort it was wearing over its face, not quite human, it was much larger with long, jagged canines but an oddly flat overall facial structure, just rounded enough to fit comfortably and contour to the wearers facial features.
“I suppose both would be the same, in this instance.” The rest of his body was hidden mostly under his blue cloak, the only visible part were his pitch black claws and hands. Rather than being covered in fur or skin, it seemed to be some sort of hard carapace. “You are looking for the way out, you are not? The gatehouse will provide, willing that you desire combating that stone construct.”
His face appeared to be made of the same, smooth, black shell and there didn’t seem to be any movement when it spoke.
@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y@Crimson Paladin
As Nobu and Misaki spoke, the girls face relaxed in relief, and curiosity quickly won out over concern as she took a few steps towards the trio of individuals.
“Wah!~?” Nobu would suddenly find the girl gawking at her, walking in a slow circle around the group, eyes almost sparkling with curiosity perhaps reminding one of a curious child. It would be a few moments before she finally stopped, seemingly realizing she was being rude.
“Ah!” She stopped, spinning in place as her dress billowed out lightly. “Sorry! Sorry! It’s just-ah-oh, I can’t help it this is great, ahah!~” A wide grin was visible on her face, and now that she was close enough to get a better look at, the trio would notice something quite odd on her left hand. A silver, almost tattoo sort of marking. It started at a point, halfway up her forearm, traveling until it reached the back of her hand where it split into a shallow half-crescent. Above it was another similar marking, a half crescent pointing downwards, with four spikes that traveled up to her knuckles.
“Okay, okay, calm down Lazirha,” She giggled, grinning and offering everyone a friendly grin. “Uhm, hi. I’m Lazirha. Sorry, I get super excited meeting travelers like yourself. Like, you!” She hopped towards Nobu. “I’ve never seen clothes like that! Where are you from? And why are you so adorably small? Ahaha, you are an adult right?” Her eager, curious gaze shifted to Misaki. “And you! I’ve seen people like yourself before, but they’re super far to the north! We only ever get a trader here usually-ah.” She blinked, shyly glancing to the side. “...S-sorry, I’m probably bothering you a bit, haha. You said you’re lost? You picked a pretty remotely boring place to get lost in.”
She shifted uncomfortably on her feet.
“Uhm, well, my village isn’t too far from here. We can be there after a bit of a walk along the beach in that direction.” She gestured briefly towards the beach. “Not that I’d suggest visiting. That place is full of old people that don’t know how to have fun...and well...” She glanced at Novak. “Ah, sorry, didn’t see you there. You don’t stand out much next to them, do you?” The native girl teased a bit. “What’s your names anyways?”
The girl, Lazhira, didn’t seem too keen to return to her place of residence if her mannerisms were anything to go buy.
The Roma Mob
@ERode@Pyromania99@PaulHaynek
The pup titled its head curiously as Isidore approached, yipping and wagging its tail in a friendly manner. It let him approach without much issue, even seemingly wanting to play a bit. When Isidore grabbed it by its neck, however, the pup responded with a mildly distressed sounding bark. He gave a quick look at its nether regions…
Well it was definitely female.
As it was let back down, it looked up at Isidore with a light growl not having been very appreciative of the man handling, nor the continued manhandling of its neck. It especially didn’t like it when Isidore attempted to put the chain around its neck! ‘Octavia’ resisted, trying to unsuccessfully wiggle out of Isidore’s grip.
Once done, the demon pup glared up at the human, huffing through its nose and scratching at the chain with a back paw and trying to briefly wiggle out of it. After a few failed attempts, the pup decided it wasn’t worth it.
Instead, it started pulling on the chain and led the trio back into the prison. The smell of old, musty air quickly filled their nostrils once more, the quiet gurgling and grunting of the warped monsters reaching their ears again. The pup would lead them towards the hallway they had neglected earlier - a number of those creatures stalking the hallway.
It barked loudly, alerting the creatures to their presence! The creatures slowly turned towards them, numbering about three in total, thankfully only one had a weapon, a sword similar to Isidore’s.
‘Octavia’ pulled on the chain, whining and growling at the creatures as one suddenly lunged towards the party!
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@Cu Chulainn@Crusader Lord@Click This@Guy0fV4lor
Donovan’s attempts to distract the giant were as fruitless as Leannah’s taunts. The foreman lobbed a rock at it, the stone bouncing harmlessly off its frame as it barely even registered his attempt. The massive stone giant watched as the group split, with Leannah heading for the tower...and the two heading right for the gate.
It was tasked with making sure none left, afterall - and it had already failed once today.
Malphas and Narkissa would find some success with their attempts. Even if it was only a marginal boost, it was still a boost. Their lungs however would soon start burning with strain and exhaustion - they were so close, almost there - !
There was a hum, almost electrical in nature as something started powering up. If any had been looking at the giant, blue electrical energy covered its body, several carvings on its aging form filling with a blue glow, traveling downwards from the openings on its shoulders and towards its stone blade. Lines of energy covered it, and the stone raised its weapon, and swung forwards.
For a moment, the moon overhead seemed to glow briefly brighter.
Blue streaked behind it as it swung towards the ground in a crescent shaped arc, causing the air to twist and bend around the stone giant as it finished its swing. The ethereal, crescent projectile raced through the air, little specks of white light forming with the projectile as it raced forwards. It carved a path through the air right between Narkissa and Malphas, slamming into the gatehouse in front of them with explosive force and consequently knocking them off their feet and sending them sprawling to the ground. A burnt, acrid smell filled the air around them, the specks of white light showering upon them and lightly burning them should it touch their flesh.
Thankfully it seemed they had escaped the brunt of the impact, but the stone giant was now closing in on them and they would need to decide what to do quickly. The thing started moving again, and they could hear it humming and presumably charging up another one of those blasts, whatever it was.
Donovan meanwhile continued circling around, walking along the cliff to the courtyard, just barely missing the trio of Augusta, Isidore, and Nicholas and only catching the result of their little misadventure with the stone. He could, however, hear the barking of a certain demonic pup not far inside of the building.
Leannah would suddenly find herself at the base of the tower, barreling inside at top speed, not that she had much of a choice. Inside, she would find herself in a small square room, a large stone staircase leading upwards to the top level of the tower presumably. Against the far wall was a door, and on the walls were a few faded, unreadable tapestries.
“Gllgrhhhk!”
One of those wretched experiments were in here, having taken a quick note of her presence and was lunging at her with a sword!
The Lonely Pixie
@1charak2
“H-hey...what are you doing?”
The book wrote on the page as Alice started rubbing it lightly with her clothing. Carefully like one might attempt cleaning a cd-rom or phone screen.
“I-I’m not sure what you’re hoping to accomplish but I don’t think that’s the problem!” The book immediately closed itself, before Alice could do much more ‘cleaning’. Seeing no other option, however, Alice took the book and quickly made her way towards the building the skull wearing creature had gone inside of, making her entrance through the same window.
It didn’t seem any different from the time the others had left, leaving it in a mostly clean state. The only difference was the place's new occupant.
The cloaked figure was standing near the staircase, quietly tapping its foot on the floor beneath him.
“...I’m curious. What’s a fey doing here?” He suddenly said, his voice perhaps a bit deeper than what someone of his stature might suggest. Deep, and smooth, but oddly calming and relaxing. “Humans, a Sirithen, and even one of the Bastelian. Has the flow of fate begun? Or are you mere entertainment for a capricious goddess?” The small staturered figure turned to face Alice.
That was definitely a skull of some sort it was wearing over its face, not quite human, it was much larger with long, jagged canines but an oddly flat overall facial structure, just rounded enough to fit comfortably and contour to the wearers facial features.
“I suppose both would be the same, in this instance.” The rest of his body was hidden mostly under his blue cloak, the only visible part were his pitch black claws and hands. Rather than being covered in fur or skin, it seemed to be some sort of hard carapace. “You are looking for the way out, you are not? The gatehouse will provide, willing that you desire combating that stone construct.”
His face appeared to be made of the same, smooth, black shell and there didn’t seem to be any movement when it spoke.
~Suzuka~
@Pyromania99@PKMNB0Y@VitaVitaAR
Fusang Streets
"I bet its some mega cringe anime OP's or somethin'." She teased before even giving Mana time to reply, but whatever reply mana gave after went in one fluffy ear and out the other fluffy ear. The sound of gunfire and a...fight. Suzuka's expression soured. Not only was this near the place she was gonna be taking Mana...how the hell was she supposed to enjoy herself when someone was making that racket? Hmm...actually, maybe this could be a good opportunity.
"Change of plans, master, we're taking a detour." Suzuka grabbed Mana's hand, pulling her towards the sounds of fighting without much warning or telling Mana what they were suddenly taking a detour for. Suzuka led her through the alleyways, passing through some sort of magical barrier in the process, not really thinking much of it before coincidentally ending just on the roof of the warehouse that Melt was currently crushing some baddies to death in.
"Ugh, this place gives me bad vibes." Sounded like something bad was going on in that warehouse. A quick check of the area showed that there were likely no one in their immediate vicinity, which mean out here was likely safe enough for Mana. Still, if she kept her here then there wouldn't be any reason for her to show off how adorable and great she was - ah.
They arrived just in time to see Melt crush one of the thugs, and the other servant summon some sort of phantoms. What was she doing here? Was she just destined to keep ruining her dates with Mana? Hmph. And what was with that other servant? She caused the fur on her tail to stand on in. She was seriously bad news, wasn't she?
Well, whatever, there was a super easy solution to all of these annoying dumbos.
"Hey master, want me to use my Noble Phantasm? I'll clean these bad guys up super cool like!~" She made a V sign with her fingers and grinned playfully.
Yeet, that's a post
again, super sorry for the delay on that
again, super sorry for the delay on that
@PaulHaynek
Now this was a bunch of information! Quite useful indeed. These people really had no real way of contacting the outside world out of their little forest, huh? Curious. It almost made her want to go around doing some perhaps dubious experiments, but that was no way to get on the villagers good side, was it? The Ursus continued to listen, so that would explain why she couldn't smell anything...huh, she better keep that in mind for later, just in case.
"...some sort of common Oripathy induced madness, huh." She idly commented. How curious! It wasn't unusual for those inflicted with advanced stages of Oripathy to develop mental...quirks, so that in and of itself wasn't unusual. It was the fact that there seemed to be a common trend among those infected. "...or perhaps is the oripathy causing some sort of devolution...hm..."
Or someone using Originum arts to control people in some manner. How devious. If there was someone or something behind this, they had a good operation going. Heh, she'd almost be jealous.
"Thanks friend," Zasada finally replied with a smile. "Hm, if that is the case...take me to your mayor, hm? I'm uninfected so the miasma won't affect me, and I'd like some more information regarding this situation."
@PaulHaynek
ya, sorry for the delay on that! And thanks, I feel fine now. I'm deffo getting a post up tomorrow. I've been having to prepare for a visit from my family and write some stuff for my own RP
Again, reeeeally sorry about the delay here.
ya, sorry for the delay on that! And thanks, I feel fine now. I'm deffo getting a post up tomorrow. I've been having to prepare for a visit from my family and write some stuff for my own RP
Again, reeeeally sorry about the delay here.
Team Nippon
@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y@Crimson Paladin
While each offered a plan and a course of action, they remained relatively safe. The giant’s roar could be heard, but it was distant even if it was concerning. Had it found prey elsewhere? Well, it didn't matter much to them. While the massive creature was distracted, the three of them booked it for the gatehouse. Snow crunched under their feet as they made a dash for what was hopefully the exit.
Thankfully, it seemed like that assumption was correct.
Upon reaching the gatehouse, an archway connecting the two towers could visibly be seen in almost pristine condition. Beyond it, it led to a narrow path cut into the cliff. They perhaps could have taken more time to inspect it, they’d make out various runes carved into the sides of the archway, slowly lighting up and shimmering as they passed.
To them, nothing much changed. They ran into the passage, it narrow enough to require them to move mostly single file, Nobu at the front, Misaki in the center, and Novak bringing up the rear. Yet, something was off, and Nobu and Misaki could both tell through their experience and the others more animal senses. Almost as something...moved. Not them, nor the ground, almost as if the world itself somehow changed.
The smell of the sea, a gentle crashing of waves against the shore. The shrill call of a few birds, similar to the ones they had confronted previously. The rock walls of the narrow path disappeared entirely, and a cold wind and blinding sunlight greeting them as they suddenly found themselves standing atop a snowy outcrop, the sea crashing against a wall below them.
There was no sign of any guardian, ancient buildings, or...anything from that place, really. If they looked back they would see a ruined archway laying in pieces upon the ground, and a large, black obelisk rising into the sky, seemingly coming up from the ocean itself rather than being built upon the cliff. Several intricate carvings could be seen, far more intricate than what were in the others. They were difficult to make out here, but one more prominent one was definitely of a large, crescent moon situated near the top.
More of those black stones littered the ground, along with various structures made of stone.
It seemed as though they had successfully made it out of that area, but...where were they? And where had they been? The land before them was covered mostly in snow, any greenery lightly touched with it. To the south across a large bay were two impossibly large mountains, seemingly threatening to pierce the heavens itself. It seemed like they could reach it relatively soon if they followed the beach alongside it. To the north, the beach stretched onwards, and further inland they could make out nothing but a snowy plains and a forest immediately beyond.
One of Misaki's ears would pick up the sound of something moving to her right.
A quick look would reveal someone hesitantly poking their head out from behind one of those black stones. Upon realizing they had been noticed, they hesitantly stepped out. It was a young girl, probably only a teenager by earths standards. It was difficult to tell much from how far away they were, but a mix of both curiosity and mild concern was clearly visible on her face. She seemed oddly lightly dressed, given the conditions.
And so, they were the first to exit the area the goddess had thrust them into, now then, what exactly would they do here? The world, as they say, was theirs for the taking. They just had to decide where they were going.
The Roma Mob
@ERode@Pyromania99@PaulHaynek
Instead of letting this thing pull her in, Augusta steeled herself, deciding to pull back on whatever force was pulling her. By herself, this might have been something of a herculean feat. Whatever it was doing the pulling was incomprehensibly stronger compared to Agusuta. Every tug she could almost feel herself slipping further and further.
Yet, she was not alone here.
Isidore provided an anchor. Thrusting his sword into the ground, he wove his own spell. A faint outline of chains, wispy and ethereal could be seen could be seen connecting them between the cold air. Augusta would feel it, too, Isidore’s own energy connecting with her own. He would feel the pull, too, much stronger now, yet they suddenly whatever was pulling seemed to panic slightly. They had reached a standstill. Neither side being able to fully pull on the other. When Nicholas decided to join, it seemed that was all the little push Augusta needed.
The translucent blue tone of her body began returning to normal, fair skin color. She was slowly, ever so slowly, dragging whatever it was through the connection she had to it. For a few moments, it didn’t even seem to resist and let itself be dragged until there was an audible crack. Augusta, Isidore, and Nick would find themselves having nothing pulling back on them, the sudden lack of opposing force sending them to stumbling backwards. Had the connection been severed by the other side?
The ground under the stone rumbled lightly, and the first thing they’d see was the snow suddenly melting, turning into steam as the ground underneath began to crack and split. A vicious, black, sludge bubbled up from the ground from it, slowly forming a small pool at its base. Not seconds later would it start crawling its way up the stone, almost as though it were alive in some manner. Up and up they crawled, making an almost vein like pattern on the surface of it, the sludge pulsing and undulating with life as all of the different veins reached the top of the stone. Not stopping its growth, it continued growing upwards, a small stem growing upwards resembling that of a flower. A few new growths would branch off, almost resembling leaf like patterns. Soon the growth stopped, a single sphere of the black substance sitting atop it like a heavy crown. It kept growing and growing, larger and larger until it was almost almost the comical size of a small animal and could no longer support its own weight.
And then -
It opened.
The sphere, or perhaps, flower bulb split. Its petals opening and revealing an oddly beautiful black flower and dropping something from its confines onto the ground with a heavy thud.
Upon the ground in front of them, was a puppy. At least, it looked like a dog. Its fur was thick, black and surprisingly extremely soft. Its eyes, an angry red and its mouth seemingly too long for its muzzle, with jagged sharp teeth. It rolled around in the snow for a second before standing on four legs covered in a small bark like substance and shaking off the snow from its body. It looked to the three gathered people, barked happily before running in a circle and wagging its tail, jumping back in the direction of the building they came from before turning to face them once again.
It seemed friendly.
The flower that spawned it, purpose completed, withered and dried up. The petals dried up and floated away in the breeze, leaving only a few melancholic ones remaining.
The thundering footsteps of the guardian could be felt getting closer. They were closing in on this location! Was it chasing something, or had it noticed them? Nick was getting a bad feeling, but it wasn’t from the dog. It was definitely coming from something else, presumably the golem now that the stone had finished whatever it was doing.
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@Cu Chulainn@Crusader Lord@Click This@Guy0fV4lor
Donovan bolted from the building, slamming the door behind him. A noble sacrifice, this early in his new life? Certainly a tale for the books. The former construction worker put his entire being into running, his physical body straining against its already heightened natural limits. He could feel the warden shake the very ground with every one of its massive steps. While it wasn’t fast, its own weight slowing it down massively, its gait was long and each movement covered as much ground as Donovan did in all of his steps.
Recalling whatever the goddess said of his mystical abilities, he focused inwards. He could feel it, something in his chest. Focusing it inwards, he directed that energy towards his legs - the effect wasn’t much. This was his first time doing something like this, after all, but he could definitely feel a small difference - he was slowly, just ever so slowly, outpacing this giant but he could feel the toll it was taking on him, too. He couldn’t keep this up for long as untrained as he was.
He could see it in front of him, a path beside the cliffs that led west. The giant would never be able to fit in there, and the giant seemed to sense Donovan’s goal. It growled, a terrible mechanical sound as it pursued - yet, however, suddenly stopped, the only indication Donovan would have of this would be the sudden lack of the titan’s heavy footfalls.
If he looked back, he’d see its head turned towards the east - in the direction the others presumably had gone.
It then completely forgot his existence, turned, and started walking back towards them.
The others, conflicted about the man's sacrificial resolve, quickly left the building. Perhaps there had been more secrets there to discover, but for now they likely chose the safest option. Leave while their watcher was distracted. They left the building, one by one entering into the cold open air, the only one remaining unbothered would be Leannah, her blessing keeping her warm and cozy despite the temperature.
Once outside, they would meet the same sight Donovan did. A large snow covered field, littered with stone slabs, the ground recently disturbed by the steps of their guardian. Across the field they could see a tower and buildings, and beyond that a cliff where a wall was.
That only left them to decide where to go now, while the Guardian was distracted. North was out of the question, unless they wanted to play hero and see Donovan’s resolve go to waste. That left only the path right in front of them - they could see a few doors along the building, and the path around to the west seemed safe enough, and it seemed Narkissa made the decision for herself.
The brit would take the chance, running west as south was nothing but an open field with more of those monuments. Soon, she’d reach the courtyard where the giant had been watching the tower, close to the center of the complex. If everyone had followed, they would see the gatehouse as well. Perhaps that was their ticket out of here? Ahead of her, Narkissa could see three more disappear beyond the gatehouse, a small shimmer of light seeming to indicate them passing. Was that their ticket out of here? Fate would not be so fortunate.
As soon as the others had passed, Donovan’s distraction would fall somewhat short. Their exit caused them to draw the attention of the Guardian to the gatehouse. With a growl, it turned their attention back towards them. They had time before the guardian made its way to them. With a little luck, perhaps they could make it to the gatehouse before it caught up to them, but as its steps thundered closer, perhaps they should scatter before it could crush any of them.
The Lonely Pixie
@1charak2
Donovan dashed by some distance in front of Alice, surprisingly swift of step. Perhaps he was using some supernatural means of enhancing his speed? Regardless, the giants steps thundered after him, but it was not important to Alice. Neither would see her, tucked away in her corner. Still, she elected to perch on the roof to hopefully prevent herself from being spotted.
“Golem…?” The words slowly formed on the page as though the book was thinking, if it were even capable of it. “...I recall...a lab...shadow elf and...a cloaked figure. So many prototypes...I’m sorry, I can not recall.” The words trailed off, as the book likely considered Alice’s second question.
“Broken? Am I...broken? I can’t say. I can’t tell anything from here. I am sleepy and lethargic, but...broken?...ah...hold on...” The pages in the book suddenly, quickly turned, stopping only when the center pages had been reached. The pages shimmered briefly, slowly losing their paper like appearance and quality as it was soon replaced by a dark gold colored, almost metallic looking shiny finish.
Lines ran down the page, a slightly brighter color. Some of the lines ended in little circles. Others ran off the page, presumably being continued on the back side of the page. Some of the circles were black, almost as though they had been burnt. Some had been seemingly torn out or somehow removed, leaving nothing but a jagged hole.
One of the pages returned to its normal coloration, more writing appearing on it.
“Hm...it seems I am damaged. That may...explain a number of things, but I don’t know how to fix it.”
A line break.
“...a fairy. Curious. And not from...here?...where is even here?”
If Alice cared to look, out of the corner of her eye she could still see that same cloaked figure near the building the others had just vacated. The person wearing the skull mask curiously seemed to watch them leave, before scurrying inside the building through a window.
@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y@Crimson Paladin
While each offered a plan and a course of action, they remained relatively safe. The giant’s roar could be heard, but it was distant even if it was concerning. Had it found prey elsewhere? Well, it didn't matter much to them. While the massive creature was distracted, the three of them booked it for the gatehouse. Snow crunched under their feet as they made a dash for what was hopefully the exit.
Thankfully, it seemed like that assumption was correct.
Upon reaching the gatehouse, an archway connecting the two towers could visibly be seen in almost pristine condition. Beyond it, it led to a narrow path cut into the cliff. They perhaps could have taken more time to inspect it, they’d make out various runes carved into the sides of the archway, slowly lighting up and shimmering as they passed.
To them, nothing much changed. They ran into the passage, it narrow enough to require them to move mostly single file, Nobu at the front, Misaki in the center, and Novak bringing up the rear. Yet, something was off, and Nobu and Misaki could both tell through their experience and the others more animal senses. Almost as something...moved. Not them, nor the ground, almost as if the world itself somehow changed.
The smell of the sea, a gentle crashing of waves against the shore. The shrill call of a few birds, similar to the ones they had confronted previously. The rock walls of the narrow path disappeared entirely, and a cold wind and blinding sunlight greeting them as they suddenly found themselves standing atop a snowy outcrop, the sea crashing against a wall below them.
There was no sign of any guardian, ancient buildings, or...anything from that place, really. If they looked back they would see a ruined archway laying in pieces upon the ground, and a large, black obelisk rising into the sky, seemingly coming up from the ocean itself rather than being built upon the cliff. Several intricate carvings could be seen, far more intricate than what were in the others. They were difficult to make out here, but one more prominent one was definitely of a large, crescent moon situated near the top.
More of those black stones littered the ground, along with various structures made of stone.
It seemed as though they had successfully made it out of that area, but...where were they? And where had they been? The land before them was covered mostly in snow, any greenery lightly touched with it. To the south across a large bay were two impossibly large mountains, seemingly threatening to pierce the heavens itself. It seemed like they could reach it relatively soon if they followed the beach alongside it. To the north, the beach stretched onwards, and further inland they could make out nothing but a snowy plains and a forest immediately beyond.
One of Misaki's ears would pick up the sound of something moving to her right.
A quick look would reveal someone hesitantly poking their head out from behind one of those black stones. Upon realizing they had been noticed, they hesitantly stepped out. It was a young girl, probably only a teenager by earths standards. It was difficult to tell much from how far away they were, but a mix of both curiosity and mild concern was clearly visible on her face. She seemed oddly lightly dressed, given the conditions.
And so, they were the first to exit the area the goddess had thrust them into, now then, what exactly would they do here? The world, as they say, was theirs for the taking. They just had to decide where they were going.
The Roma Mob
@ERode@Pyromania99@PaulHaynek
Instead of letting this thing pull her in, Augusta steeled herself, deciding to pull back on whatever force was pulling her. By herself, this might have been something of a herculean feat. Whatever it was doing the pulling was incomprehensibly stronger compared to Agusuta. Every tug she could almost feel herself slipping further and further.
Yet, she was not alone here.
Isidore provided an anchor. Thrusting his sword into the ground, he wove his own spell. A faint outline of chains, wispy and ethereal could be seen could be seen connecting them between the cold air. Augusta would feel it, too, Isidore’s own energy connecting with her own. He would feel the pull, too, much stronger now, yet they suddenly whatever was pulling seemed to panic slightly. They had reached a standstill. Neither side being able to fully pull on the other. When Nicholas decided to join, it seemed that was all the little push Augusta needed.
The translucent blue tone of her body began returning to normal, fair skin color. She was slowly, ever so slowly, dragging whatever it was through the connection she had to it. For a few moments, it didn’t even seem to resist and let itself be dragged until there was an audible crack. Augusta, Isidore, and Nick would find themselves having nothing pulling back on them, the sudden lack of opposing force sending them to stumbling backwards. Had the connection been severed by the other side?
The ground under the stone rumbled lightly, and the first thing they’d see was the snow suddenly melting, turning into steam as the ground underneath began to crack and split. A vicious, black, sludge bubbled up from the ground from it, slowly forming a small pool at its base. Not seconds later would it start crawling its way up the stone, almost as though it were alive in some manner. Up and up they crawled, making an almost vein like pattern on the surface of it, the sludge pulsing and undulating with life as all of the different veins reached the top of the stone. Not stopping its growth, it continued growing upwards, a small stem growing upwards resembling that of a flower. A few new growths would branch off, almost resembling leaf like patterns. Soon the growth stopped, a single sphere of the black substance sitting atop it like a heavy crown. It kept growing and growing, larger and larger until it was almost almost the comical size of a small animal and could no longer support its own weight.
And then -
It opened.
The sphere, or perhaps, flower bulb split. Its petals opening and revealing an oddly beautiful black flower and dropping something from its confines onto the ground with a heavy thud.
Upon the ground in front of them, was a puppy. At least, it looked like a dog. Its fur was thick, black and surprisingly extremely soft. Its eyes, an angry red and its mouth seemingly too long for its muzzle, with jagged sharp teeth. It rolled around in the snow for a second before standing on four legs covered in a small bark like substance and shaking off the snow from its body. It looked to the three gathered people, barked happily before running in a circle and wagging its tail, jumping back in the direction of the building they came from before turning to face them once again.
It seemed friendly.
The flower that spawned it, purpose completed, withered and dried up. The petals dried up and floated away in the breeze, leaving only a few melancholic ones remaining.
The thundering footsteps of the guardian could be felt getting closer. They were closing in on this location! Was it chasing something, or had it noticed them? Nick was getting a bad feeling, but it wasn’t from the dog. It was definitely coming from something else, presumably the golem now that the stone had finished whatever it was doing.
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Donovan bolted from the building, slamming the door behind him. A noble sacrifice, this early in his new life? Certainly a tale for the books. The former construction worker put his entire being into running, his physical body straining against its already heightened natural limits. He could feel the warden shake the very ground with every one of its massive steps. While it wasn’t fast, its own weight slowing it down massively, its gait was long and each movement covered as much ground as Donovan did in all of his steps.
Recalling whatever the goddess said of his mystical abilities, he focused inwards. He could feel it, something in his chest. Focusing it inwards, he directed that energy towards his legs - the effect wasn’t much. This was his first time doing something like this, after all, but he could definitely feel a small difference - he was slowly, just ever so slowly, outpacing this giant but he could feel the toll it was taking on him, too. He couldn’t keep this up for long as untrained as he was.
He could see it in front of him, a path beside the cliffs that led west. The giant would never be able to fit in there, and the giant seemed to sense Donovan’s goal. It growled, a terrible mechanical sound as it pursued - yet, however, suddenly stopped, the only indication Donovan would have of this would be the sudden lack of the titan’s heavy footfalls.
If he looked back, he’d see its head turned towards the east - in the direction the others presumably had gone.
It then completely forgot his existence, turned, and started walking back towards them.
The others, conflicted about the man's sacrificial resolve, quickly left the building. Perhaps there had been more secrets there to discover, but for now they likely chose the safest option. Leave while their watcher was distracted. They left the building, one by one entering into the cold open air, the only one remaining unbothered would be Leannah, her blessing keeping her warm and cozy despite the temperature.
Once outside, they would meet the same sight Donovan did. A large snow covered field, littered with stone slabs, the ground recently disturbed by the steps of their guardian. Across the field they could see a tower and buildings, and beyond that a cliff where a wall was.
That only left them to decide where to go now, while the Guardian was distracted. North was out of the question, unless they wanted to play hero and see Donovan’s resolve go to waste. That left only the path right in front of them - they could see a few doors along the building, and the path around to the west seemed safe enough, and it seemed Narkissa made the decision for herself.
The brit would take the chance, running west as south was nothing but an open field with more of those monuments. Soon, she’d reach the courtyard where the giant had been watching the tower, close to the center of the complex. If everyone had followed, they would see the gatehouse as well. Perhaps that was their ticket out of here? Ahead of her, Narkissa could see three more disappear beyond the gatehouse, a small shimmer of light seeming to indicate them passing. Was that their ticket out of here? Fate would not be so fortunate.
As soon as the others had passed, Donovan’s distraction would fall somewhat short. Their exit caused them to draw the attention of the Guardian to the gatehouse. With a growl, it turned their attention back towards them. They had time before the guardian made its way to them. With a little luck, perhaps they could make it to the gatehouse before it caught up to them, but as its steps thundered closer, perhaps they should scatter before it could crush any of them.
The Lonely Pixie
@1charak2
Donovan dashed by some distance in front of Alice, surprisingly swift of step. Perhaps he was using some supernatural means of enhancing his speed? Regardless, the giants steps thundered after him, but it was not important to Alice. Neither would see her, tucked away in her corner. Still, she elected to perch on the roof to hopefully prevent herself from being spotted.
“Golem…?” The words slowly formed on the page as though the book was thinking, if it were even capable of it. “...I recall...a lab...shadow elf and...a cloaked figure. So many prototypes...I’m sorry, I can not recall.” The words trailed off, as the book likely considered Alice’s second question.
“Broken? Am I...broken? I can’t say. I can’t tell anything from here. I am sleepy and lethargic, but...broken?...ah...hold on...” The pages in the book suddenly, quickly turned, stopping only when the center pages had been reached. The pages shimmered briefly, slowly losing their paper like appearance and quality as it was soon replaced by a dark gold colored, almost metallic looking shiny finish.
Lines ran down the page, a slightly brighter color. Some of the lines ended in little circles. Others ran off the page, presumably being continued on the back side of the page. Some of the circles were black, almost as though they had been burnt. Some had been seemingly torn out or somehow removed, leaving nothing but a jagged hole.
One of the pages returned to its normal coloration, more writing appearing on it.
“Hm...it seems I am damaged. That may...explain a number of things, but I don’t know how to fix it.”
A line break.
“...a fairy. Curious. And not from...here?...where is even here?”
If Alice cared to look, out of the corner of her eye she could still see that same cloaked figure near the building the others had just vacated. The person wearing the skull mask curiously seemed to watch them leave, before scurrying inside the building through a window.
Yeah, sorry
got busy yesterday and I've had a headache all day today so don't expect anything from me until tomorrow.
got busy yesterday and I've had a headache all day today so don't expect anything from me until tomorrow.
Aight, I'll be tryin' to do a thing tomorrow
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@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y@Crimson Paladin
For Nobu, Misaki, and Novak, the situation remained roughly the same. The only difference was that the stone giant seemed to see something, before immediately going towards it, though they were too far away to see what exactly it had seen. All seemed for them, calm for the moment and left them with the moment to collect themselves or perhaps they should take this opportunity to attempt leaving, if possible. Thankfully, those birds from earlier seemed to have mostly vacated the area as well, though a few could be seen roosting on some buildings further away, and on the cliffs near them.
The Roma Mob
@ERode@Pyromania99@PaulHaynek
As more energy flowed out of Augusta and into the stone, light slowly continued to fill the carvings. Perhaps if she had tried, she could have attempted controlling this energy in some manner. It seemed possible, since she could feel it. In fact she’d almost imagine she could see it. A slow, swirling blue-colored energy meandering its way from her arm into the stone as it was pulled in by it.
Yet, soon the flow slowed. As mana presumably filled the stone like an empty cup, the edges of Augusta’s vision would slowly fill with a dark blue. Soon she would become by a sensation like she was almost floating, her body becoming weightless. For her, the change was entirely subtle. Blinking and the world she was in suddenly was suffused with the color blue.
Soon, however, the stone was entirely lit up, and Augusta would feel something…’connect’, in a sense. Instead of filling the Mana, it seemed as though it was going somewhere else.
And then something else seemed to ‘grab’ it.
Another pull, but this time it wasn’t just her ‘Mana’. It was a physical sensation of her body being tugged! Something was trying to pull not just her magic ability, but her in her entirety now! Isidore would start to feel it too. He could see Augusta’s body slowly turning blue, the same color of the light filling the stone as he started to lose his grip on her.
A sense of dread starts washing over Nick, a small feeling of anxiousness. Whatever was happening could possibly have some effect on his and even Augusta’s life it seemed.
Maybe Augusta should try severing the connection...or maybe even attempt pulling back on whatever was pulling on her.
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Narkissa descended the stairs, wary of the others below. A sensible thing to do in such an unfamiliar scenario. As she greeted the others and introduced herself, she reached for the nearest weapon.
As she went through the motions of a spell, Narkissa focused inwards. It was definitely there. Some sort of...power, otherworldly feeling in nature. It almost felt like it was circulating through her body, same as blood might carry air through her veins. If she wanted, it seemed like all she’d need to do is somehow exert the force outwards in order to do something with it.
Malphas would search for another weapon. Unfortunately no arrows could be seen, but a dagger he would indeed find.
Donovan’s search proved somewhat fruitful. The item didn’t seem immediately useful, but who could say? He stuffed the emblem in his pocket for later. Who knew. Perhaps at some point it’d save his life. So taking Leannaha’s advice, he approached the door, its creaky hinges easily allowing passage. In the distance, across a small field of stone ruins and snow, Donovan’s eyes would see the same massive stone giant Nobu and the others had seen. It towered above them, its stone cut body lightly frosted. Notably, it was carved from different stone than the black stone the building and monuments that littered the ground.
It didn’t seem to see them thankfully. It was standing behind a tower, and seemed to be currently inspecting it. It’s short, stunted head barely visible between its massive stone shoulders as it scanned the roofs of the buildings.
Leannah would then hear the same scratching noises, this time clawing their way up to the roof. They stopped towards the front of the building. Then the sound of metal scraping against something. The sound of something being pulled...and then the twang of a bowstring snapping back into place. Then the sound of footsteps, quickly running towards the back of the building before vanishing, either jumping off and running in some other direction, or managing to disappear through some other means.
In the same instance, Donovan would hear and see it clearly. An arrow loosed from the roof of the building - impacting the guardian right in the shoulder. Immediately, the guardian’s gaze turned towards the building - eyes momentarily locking with Donovan.
It opened its mouth, the blue light turning a bright red as a horrific, distorted almost robotic sounding shriek came from it as it slowly trudged around the tower, slowly starting to pick up the pace as it made a beeline for Donovan and the building.
Had...someone just gotten the guardian to target them? They only had a handful of seconds before it was upon them.
The Lonely Pixie
@1charak2
Forcing more energy into the book seemed fairly straight forward. It took a few moments for her to get to ‘feel’ the energy, but as the Goddess had said performing magical feats seemed to come almost second nature to her. Like pouring water into a cup, directing this energy into the book was easy enough.
Eventually she’d get what she wanted - more writing starting appearing on the bages of the journal. The ink somehow writing itself in a language she could understand.
“...thank you.”
A line break.
“But who are...you? You feel unfamiliar...and...apologies if I seem….tired...can’t wake up…
Odd. It seemed almost as if it was losing energy faster the more she put in it. The sound of the ground rumbling and a distorted, robotic shriek would interrupt her thought processes. A quick glance would reveal the same massive stone giant heading towards the building across the field, not her, as well as seeing Donovan.
@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y@Crimson Paladin
For Nobu, Misaki, and Novak, the situation remained roughly the same. The only difference was that the stone giant seemed to see something, before immediately going towards it, though they were too far away to see what exactly it had seen. All seemed for them, calm for the moment and left them with the moment to collect themselves or perhaps they should take this opportunity to attempt leaving, if possible. Thankfully, those birds from earlier seemed to have mostly vacated the area as well, though a few could be seen roosting on some buildings further away, and on the cliffs near them.
The Roma Mob
@ERode@Pyromania99@PaulHaynek
As more energy flowed out of Augusta and into the stone, light slowly continued to fill the carvings. Perhaps if she had tried, she could have attempted controlling this energy in some manner. It seemed possible, since she could feel it. In fact she’d almost imagine she could see it. A slow, swirling blue-colored energy meandering its way from her arm into the stone as it was pulled in by it.
Yet, soon the flow slowed. As mana presumably filled the stone like an empty cup, the edges of Augusta’s vision would slowly fill with a dark blue. Soon she would become by a sensation like she was almost floating, her body becoming weightless. For her, the change was entirely subtle. Blinking and the world she was in suddenly was suffused with the color blue.
Soon, however, the stone was entirely lit up, and Augusta would feel something…’connect’, in a sense. Instead of filling the Mana, it seemed as though it was going somewhere else.
And then something else seemed to ‘grab’ it.
Another pull, but this time it wasn’t just her ‘Mana’. It was a physical sensation of her body being tugged! Something was trying to pull not just her magic ability, but her in her entirety now! Isidore would start to feel it too. He could see Augusta’s body slowly turning blue, the same color of the light filling the stone as he started to lose his grip on her.
A sense of dread starts washing over Nick, a small feeling of anxiousness. Whatever was happening could possibly have some effect on his and even Augusta’s life it seemed.
Maybe Augusta should try severing the connection...or maybe even attempt pulling back on whatever was pulling on her.
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Narkissa descended the stairs, wary of the others below. A sensible thing to do in such an unfamiliar scenario. As she greeted the others and introduced herself, she reached for the nearest weapon.
As she went through the motions of a spell, Narkissa focused inwards. It was definitely there. Some sort of...power, otherworldly feeling in nature. It almost felt like it was circulating through her body, same as blood might carry air through her veins. If she wanted, it seemed like all she’d need to do is somehow exert the force outwards in order to do something with it.
Malphas would search for another weapon. Unfortunately no arrows could be seen, but a dagger he would indeed find.
Donovan’s search proved somewhat fruitful. The item didn’t seem immediately useful, but who could say? He stuffed the emblem in his pocket for later. Who knew. Perhaps at some point it’d save his life. So taking Leannaha’s advice, he approached the door, its creaky hinges easily allowing passage. In the distance, across a small field of stone ruins and snow, Donovan’s eyes would see the same massive stone giant Nobu and the others had seen. It towered above them, its stone cut body lightly frosted. Notably, it was carved from different stone than the black stone the building and monuments that littered the ground.
It didn’t seem to see them thankfully. It was standing behind a tower, and seemed to be currently inspecting it. It’s short, stunted head barely visible between its massive stone shoulders as it scanned the roofs of the buildings.
Leannah would then hear the same scratching noises, this time clawing their way up to the roof. They stopped towards the front of the building. Then the sound of metal scraping against something. The sound of something being pulled...and then the twang of a bowstring snapping back into place. Then the sound of footsteps, quickly running towards the back of the building before vanishing, either jumping off and running in some other direction, or managing to disappear through some other means.
In the same instance, Donovan would hear and see it clearly. An arrow loosed from the roof of the building - impacting the guardian right in the shoulder. Immediately, the guardian’s gaze turned towards the building - eyes momentarily locking with Donovan.
It opened its mouth, the blue light turning a bright red as a horrific, distorted almost robotic sounding shriek came from it as it slowly trudged around the tower, slowly starting to pick up the pace as it made a beeline for Donovan and the building.
Had...someone just gotten the guardian to target them? They only had a handful of seconds before it was upon them.
The Lonely Pixie
@1charak2
Forcing more energy into the book seemed fairly straight forward. It took a few moments for her to get to ‘feel’ the energy, but as the Goddess had said performing magical feats seemed to come almost second nature to her. Like pouring water into a cup, directing this energy into the book was easy enough.
Eventually she’d get what she wanted - more writing starting appearing on the bages of the journal. The ink somehow writing itself in a language she could understand.
“...thank you.”
A line break.
“But who are...you? You feel unfamiliar...and...apologies if I seem….tired...can’t wake up…
Odd. It seemed almost as if it was losing energy faster the more she put in it. The sound of the ground rumbling and a distorted, robotic shriek would interrupt her thought processes. A quick glance would reveal the same massive stone giant heading towards the building across the field, not her, as well as seeing Donovan.
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