Silvan Haven

The Magical Planet - Ecetopia - Open

Fionn Harken

The sound of harsh mechanical laughter interrupted any further conversation. The grinding of rusty gears being horribly warped into a voice. And the origin if this terrible noise lay in center of the room, among the ruins of the final guardian of this unholy place.

As it had turned out the zombies had become more active due to the awakening of an ancient dwarven metal golem. Gears and cogs twisted in the same ways as the undead that used to inhabit the ruins. The group had thoroughly disassembled it just a couple minutes ago but the eyes still gleamed in the laughing head.

"Yesssssss, the beginning of the end is upon you. Cry out in despair for the Master is returning! Your pathetic corpses will join the faceless thousands of his armies! You weaklings can do not but tremble and await your dooooom!"

The unsettling boasts were somewhat diminished by the way the clockwork golem's words got quieter as the last of the magic left it. The red eyes losing their glow as the last words slithered their way into the air. A moment later a flash of light leapt from Fionn's hand, turning the disgusting piece of machinery into so much slag. The mage's face was obscured behind the odd helmet he had donned but his body language seemed unnerved nonetheless.

"Yes, this is no place for civilized speech. Leaving seems like a wonderful idea."

The War of the Three

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Saef Harken
Celestial Library

How he had missed the tall angel Saef had no clue. Judging from his aura the winged man was immensely powerful, perhaps as high as an Archangel. He didn't seem that bad a guy though. The stern tone softening after the initial spoken word.

"Captain Saef Harken of the First Heavenly Mechanized. I was involved in the recent battle in the Graveyard. Pleasure to meet you sir..."

The Thaumaturge trailed off his reply in obvious question as he remained kneeling next to the distractingly adorable keeper of the building they were in. Just then her hand found his and he couldn't help but smile down at her. Judging from the change in her breathing rhythm and all the shifting she was doing, the young looking woman wasn't quite as asleep as she appeared.

Hmmm, how did my assistants used to wake me up when I was being lazy. Either something I would really dislike or really like. So carrot or the stick. And since I want to get along with her...

His smile turned slightly mischievous as his unoccupied hand started twirling out a small spell.

Heroes of Beacon - Contest of Champions

Hey, free credits. How could I not?

Name:

Current

Description: One of the latest from Atlas's many private weapons development firms, Current is a five foot long spear with a decidedly aquatic aesthetic. The entire outer casing is comprised of an advanced alloy impressed with a design rough enough to provide friction when needed yet smooth enough to easily allow the user's hands to slide along its length as desired.

Within the blade sits a harmonic frequency generator. When the titanium carbon alloy exterior strikes a target the frequency generator activates, causing the blade to vibrate in its best guess at the optimal cutting speed. Each subsequent hit allows the generator to to refine it's calculations. So the longer a fight goes on or the more often a certain type of foe is faced, the more easily Current can turn them into Julian Fries.

But wait, that's not all! When not in combat this remarkable weapon will remove small amounts of hydrogen atoms from the surrounding atmosphere and store them in a magnetic bottle just below the blade. On the user's command some of that stored hydrogen is accelerated around the exterior of the containment ring. Once they have reached sufficient speeds the packet of hypervelocity particles are launched at whatever target the user desires within fifty yards.

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@KoL

Saef Harken
Celestial Library

Oh that's adorable.

Ordinarily the Thaumaturge would have been gaping at the artistically piled collection of priceless artefacts and books that filled the space. However he had just walked through half a library of similar things. That and he was somewhat distracted by what he had found at the end of the trail of soft musical jingles. The Librarian was really going for the whole cat motif it seemed.

He made his way through the towering shelves with a quiet and even step. Sure he needed the catgirl awake to answer his questions but it seemed a crime to disturb the fairytale image before him. Pushing an errant book aside with his foot he knelt down next to the girl. Her soft, even breath shifted the small body in a way that made him want to...hug her or something. Maybe ruffle her ears. Was that an OK thing to do with catgirls? Saef wasn't sure.

Carefully he reached a hand out towards Si's head- no, her shoulder and gave it a gentle shake.

"Hey."

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@KoL

Saef Harken
Celestial Library

Well that had been...exciting. That was the first fully grown dragon he had taken on with anything less than a full battalion at his back. Doing it with only one other person was usually a good way to turn into a snack. Of course when that other person was the Imperator's own Herald the equation changed a little. Not that killing a dragon gave him much protection from his idiotic decisions.

Command wasn't very happy with him at the moment. The General hadn't gotten involved but Colonel McLoughlin certainly had. The dressing down that had awaited Saef on his return to the barracks had been unpleasant to say the least. Apparently there was some talk of putting him back in charge of small teams again. It was just talk for now and wasn't even an official demotion but he still needs to be careful all the same.

Aside from that the mission had been an unqualified success from the standpoint of his superiors. The battle had been won with a minimum of casualties and both the troops and equipment had stood up extremely well in the face of one of Hell's superior commanders. The weird readings that had caused the company to pull back turned out to just be the software dealing with the minor bending of reality the inclusion of holy magic had introduced.

All in all it could have been much worse. In an attempt to keep it that way Saef had gotten out of there after taking care of his company. Out of sight out of mind and all that. Plus that Librarian had said some interesting stuff. The Thaumaturge in him was itching for some answers. So here he was, once again standing in the mostly deserted Celestial Library.

"Librarian?" He called out softly. He had yet to hear of a person with that title who appreciated loud noises within their domain. He wasn't sure how to find her though. The building was as large as the store of knowledge held within. Plus, she seemed like one of those spooky types who always knew when someone said their name.

The War of the Three

Does the twenty meter range restriction still apply while in kaiju form?

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

@Crimmy

Beacon Academy-Survival Class-Beryl Harken

Beryl couldn't help but stare at the empty cupcake wrapper in her teammate's hand. The other girl couldn't have entered the room more than a few seconds before her. Beryl had only left the Armory classroom second because she had tried to give Jer-kun a thank you hug. And she had seen Gratia enter the Survival room.

The berserker of the team certainly had a serious sweet tooth. It almost made one want to reevaluate the crazy "I ruN on ThE poWEr of My eNeMIes SOULS," bit. Combined with her constant dismay at their team leader's terrible fashion sense it created an odd dichotomy with her more acerbic side. Which was most of her sides.

So thinking the young Faunus settled into the seat next to Gratia with a nod and plopped her bookbag protectively between the other girl and the cupcake she had been speculatively eyeing. And for good measure she took a bite out of it as she sent a friendly wave down at the teacher.

That's... Bianca's sister I think. This should be interesting.

The War of the Three

@KoL

Saef Harken
Air-Angel Sector

The dragon was fast, fast enough to slap Farris into the ground before she could do more than launch a volley of holy spikes. Saef had been too busy to catch her as she flew past. His hands and mind preoccupied with the globe of power he was forming between outstretched fingers. This was real power he was working with here and the energy pouring out of his soul lit his eyes with a radiance that the visor did nothing to hide.

This foe was on another level from the pair they had previously faced. A full sized dragon capable of freely calling upon the blood roses in the area. It called for an appropriate response. A serious response.

Flashes of light sparked into being around the Captain as Demon thorns evaporated against his shields. The surge of quantum particles from his jetpack attempting to keep him from being blown like a leaf by the hurricane winds generated by the massive wings of the beast.

As the dragon slammed itself into the ground and the catacombs below Saef continued to gather energy. Flying closer and looking for an opportune moment while he did so. The dragon obliged him by opening it's mouth really ####ing wide. Blood flowed in from the surrounding fields of red, gathering into a rather nasty looking orb in that wide open mouth.

Eh, still easier than blasting through the armor.

Before the beast could finish gathering blood for whatever Hell it had planned Saef was floating before it. With a grunt he shot both hands forward. The swirling light gathered between them erupting in a meter wide beam of radiance that blasted towards the unfinished ruby sphere and the open throat beyond. It wasn't a simple beam of light of course. He was the Heavenly Thaumaturge. A simple attack would have been a waste of his skills.

Inside the beam of light was a volley of spikes created out of hardened light. They would punch through tissue weakened and burned by the still deadly primary beam. About half a second after impact the spikes would burn up their energy in bright flares of holy light. It was a difficult bit of magic to craft and not one he could have handled without the extra change that had turned his hair white.

Saef hoped blasting a giant beam of light down the beast's throat would give Farris a chance to recover.

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Saef Harken
Air-Who Knows Anymore?

"Hmmmm."

Saef watched Apia's body begin the long fall to the ground below with bemusement on his unseen face. That blow should have passed clean through his opponent's head. Their skull had been much hardier than expected. What was even more surprising was the very definite lack of response to the holy energies in his blade. Whoever he had just killed had not been a Demon despite fighting alongside one. If it counted for anything her clothing seemed more Heavenly than anything. He shrugged and turned away, a mystery for another time.

A quick glance confirmed that Farris had dealt with her for just as swiftly. If much more flashily. Eh, the ####ed Demon had grown at least three times larger. Overkill was hardly uncalled for. It did leave the pair without foes for the moment however. Saef wanted to make sure the field was cleared of enemies before the cleanup operations began. He knew how bad things could get if you just assumed they were all dead.

There was nothing on the scanners. Nothing moving in the crimson fields directly below and no Machina sensor emissions that reached this far. That left visual scans and then what promised to be a very long and tedious grid search of the entire battlefield.

Egh

He quickly turned up the magnification on his digital binoculars and started searching the mists for signs of activity. Any sort of large scale conflict would show even through the deadly mists.

Large like a dragon?

"Farris!" He called out, raising a hand to point at the large beast in the distance. "Demon Dragon."

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Saef Harken
Air-Who Knows Anymore?

Farris had the ice Demon well in hand. That left Saef to deal with the Queen Bee. She was once again going for him with one of those oversized stingers. A large swarm of her minions buzzing alongside her as her own wings sent her up towards the armored Thaumaturge. Blood poured into the frigid winds from a myriad of deep wounds. She must have possessed immense reserves of willpower to even be conscious, to say nothing of being able to launch an actual attack in her condition.

Saef swept forward to meet her charge. His scepter swept up and aside, slamming into the oncoming stinger and deflecting it. Since they were both moving towards each other this instantly left the armor clad soldier inside the guard of his opponent. With less than a second before the two swept past each other Saef called upon the superhuman speed and reflexes his ascension had granted. His left hand was encased in a blade of light and swept towards Apia's head with all the speed both he and his suit could give.