Silverstein

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Leon Hyksos

@Hammerman @Rune_Alchemist@AzureKnight@Enkryption

"Yep, another day at the tower i supposed. i knew that beast girl and her spirit companion would be trouble. My danger sense were going ballistic the moment i lay my eyes on her." Unbothered by the explosion and the crazy antic the two just pulled, Leon casually steps back and covers his eyes with his cloak, protecting himself from the rubble and dust Lupina and Scarlett just cause from their not-so-subtle escape.

"You sure know how to pick your crew Mr. Xashan. I see nothing but a bleak and stressful future ahead of you if you continue to accompany those two. my sympathies" The lethargic rogue said with a straight face.

Not sure if Leon was mocking the charismatic belua from the way he speaks or if this was a piece of legit advice for things to come for him. It's probably the latter since he can relate on teaming up with a problematic person (i.e: Evelyn).

"Welp, I need a drink, If anyone needs me I'll be in the kitchen. It's no forest nectar from the fae community but it's strong enough to drown what happened this day." Leon said to the group, waving his hand in dismissal.

"Oh, And Ms. Gisselle, you know i can read people's actions and thoughts to an extent. You don't need to fret. I'm still a good-hearted fae whatever you may think of me. just raised differently other than living under the queen's rules." The knife-eared esper said before leaving the group.

~

As Leon walks the corridors of the tower, his Grimoire begins to glow by his side. Its cover began to form an angry and disgruntled face and seemed to be upset about telling other people about their contract.

"What is it now?" Leon sighed.

"You have no idea what you've done my little fae, You just opened the floodgates. They will know, and they will come for you." A sinister voice rang inside Leon's head.

"What do you mean? i think that went well, Despite her Authoritarian and strict demeanor. Mrs. Roze was pretty chill about it. Also, who's they?"

"Be prepared. Your destinies will intertwine soon." The voice hissed out its ominous warning, fading away in the back of Leon's mind. A sudden glimpse of the future flashes before the rogue's mind. Setting him aback in a mind trip as his eyes turn white.

This divination establishes a link between the two esper from two different factions. The vision is blurry and still Leon can see silhouettes of different three people. One brunette, one white-haired, and one with bright red hair woman in particular that caught his attention.

The rogue's dead dull eyes and the scarlet priest's vibrant blue eyes were locked into each other the moment their gaze met. Deeply staring into each other soul, measuring one another.

Even with the boosted power-up from the cursed grimoire. Leon is still no match for the immense esper pressure the red-haired noble is producing. The stark difference between him and the woman's power level was certain. Practically a no-contest who won and who is the superior psychic in this measuring contest.

He loses all of his concentration and abruptly blinks causing his future sight/telepathy to break. He returns to reality from this little daydream of his as his eyes turned normal.

What was that premonition? I definitely need a drink. Leon clutches his head and proceeds in walking abit shaken by this vision.

The rogue fae arrived at the kitchen meeting up with the kitchen wiz.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Leon Hyksos

@Hammerman @Rune_Alchemist@AzureKnight

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The price of power is costly.

The feeling of pure ecstasy is drifting.

My head, my body, my soul. it aches.

It's screaming with every inch of my body.

My limbs felt like spaghetti from exhaustion.

My stamina is completely depleted.

I'm so dead-ass tired.

So this is what happens if i skip a few scenes.

When you're too eager to accelerate to the future you don't have time to savor the present time.

Oh well, at least it is over or I hope it is.

I hate to become a deadweight and jeopardize the entire mission but I guess they have to make due rescuing those kids.

The knife-eared fae loses all feeling in his legs as his eyes became heavy.

The last thing he saw was a flying golden arrow that pierces through the corrupted summoner and an elegant archer wearing a familiar garb that signifies fae royalty.

Unable to stand still, The hooded fae awkwardly tripped and fell from fatigue he's suffering right now.

"Hmmmm, soo.. cozy" He manages to get a few steps in before sinking his face and started snuggling with one of Haaselle's tentacles as a cushion before blacking out.

What is personal space right?

~

Leon woke up feeling like he partied hard and had a really bad hangover.

He was quiet the whole trip, chugging down a bottle of water like there's no tomorrow and sluggishly walks with the group with their new ally talking to Lanus.

All he can hear are mumbles and inaudible bickering before Roze confronted him.

"Truth be told, i don't know what came over me. It started when I've made a pact with this mysterious grimoire I've acquired at Kiff's treasury. It's previous owner didn't like its ways and discarded it for unknown reasons" He said, clutching his head.

"Since then, I've been hearing an ominous voice in my head, guiding me to the optimal path, as if I can predict the future and amplify my espermancy to a tenfold." He said.

"It asked me to become its agent and made a contract. As a result, it bounded with my skin and got these tats" Leon rolls up his sleeves and revealed the runes on his arms.

"I don't know if it's corrupting me or not, but a power like this is so hard to pass by." Leon continued.

"Crazy right? Promise me you won't tell anyone, ya?" Leon said as if he was practically begging the somber witch to keep this a secret between the two of them.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Leon Hyksos

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@Hammerman @Rune_Alchemist@AzureKnight

Anger. Grief. Vindication.

These are the strong emotions Leon felt emitting from the infected white-haired fae.

Leon cocks his brows and notices the uncanny resemblance between him and the mysterious figure attacking them. Both are agile cutthroats, has the same fashion sense as he does, and uses daggers as their main weapon.

It's like staring at a mirror of himself if he got corrupted by fell energy and got way too emaciated beyond recognition and decided to become a full-time spider tamer.

'Sever their fate, these small fries have no place in our future.'

The grimoire began to whisper to him once more, hungry to end one's life. Leon hesitated to answer back as he was too busy dodging the spider's acidic webbing.

"Shit" Leon mouthed. He continues to gracefully weave, fending off the arachnids chasing him. Unfortunately for the nimble fae, His throwing daggers do not affect the ghostly spiders. They're intangible and pretty much immune to physical attacks.

"Okay plan B, grimy. show me what you got!" The knife eared fae prepared for the worst.

Leon's pupils became dilated. His heart pumps twice as fast at an alarming rate as his senses heighten like crazy. His body is trembling from the sheer amount of adrenaline he's producing and let the cursed grimoire take over his body, exposing his tattoos as it began to glow.

From his perspective, all of the movements surrounding him become stagnated; Slowed down as if he can move freely without the restraint from the laws of time and the burden of one's body.

He is free, Unbound, and Untouchable.

His presence became an irregularity from the flow of time. He became a glitch, an anomaly of events that doesn't belong in the present timeline.

He pulls out his anti-magic dagger in one hand and a blade conjured from pure esper energy in the other.

Leon goes to work and began shanking the spiders left and right at high speed with his future step skill. Appearing and reappearing where they least expect it, going to point A to B with a singular step.

To those observing his movements, it might look like he has the ability to stop time.

The hooded fae seems to be teleporting all over the place as the spiders can't keep up with his movements leaving afterimages of his past self.

They began to fumble on their own eight legs as Leon runs circles on them in terms of speed; Dispelling the fell energy with each stroke of his magebane dagger, taking away their intangibility and ghost-like attributes and killing them like normal spiders.

Even with their multiple arachnid eyes, they can't track nor react to the hasted assassin's killing spree as they get picked off piece by piece.

Leon's borrowed power that is definitely not corrupted is almost downright cheating and insulting to the fae summoner's so-called 'family'.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Leon Hyksos

@Hammerman @Rune_Alchemist@AzureKnight

"I'm Leon, A pleasure." the hooded fae nodded and introduce himself in the dullest way possible to the group. You can almost skim past his presence from the way he interjects himself in the conversation.

Leon formed a dry crooked smile at them. He wasn't annoyed by them or anything, He was just baffled by how passionate and comfortable Lanus and Renee are with each other's skin. Quite the opposite of our secretive and lethargic knife-eared fae.

He then turns his attention to the newly added members of the team. The tower veteran Mrs. Roze and a stray recruit, who seems to be gliding on her feet. A tentacle girl who has been trailing her like a lost puppy.

Leon can read the emotion of the somber witch with his amplified esper powers. A telepathic gift that he didn't have before encountering that cursed book.

He can feel her burden like she is obligated to take care of her. The feeling of guilt that happens in her past. The psionic rogue didn't pry on for it too long as Roze seems uncomfortable talking about it let alone someone reading her private thoughts.

As for the new recruit, named Haassele. He can tell she's an esper. Her emotions and thoughts are somewhat distorted and lack clarity, quite uncommon for someone whose magic revolves around mastering one's mind.

Underneath this calmness and innocent face, there's some storm brewing in her. Quite the opposite of our meticulous fae, who doesn't like to take risks unless it's necessary and keeps his emotions at arm's length.

Either way, Leon is done sizing up the people he is working with. This should suffice. Analyzing people with telepathy can be tiresome and borderline creepy if you really think about it.

On to the mission!

~

Into the mouth of the underground waterworks

And it reeks! its repugnant stench is enough to make anybody hurl in disgust. And this is just the entrance of it. How can anyone be enticed by this smell, especially the children? Luckily for Leon lower part of his face is covered with bandages to filter out the smell.

As they delve into the maze-like tunnels known as the city's underground waste dump. The trail grows moist and hotter. Signs of struggle and infestation became clearer. The air is damp and feasible that someone or something inhabits this place.

With one glance at the torn-out jacket Roze is holding, Leon foresaw the past within a vision. A glimpse of a kid running for his life and being dragged out by a creature into their nest. The jacket he left was the last gasp of hope if somehow someway he would be found and miraculously rescued.

His train of thought was cut off as his danger sense abruptly kicks in. The feeling of imminent threat was registered in his mind, an unavoidable encounter that they have to fight their way through.

The others pointed out it as well as the pale spiders began to appear and flank them on all sides. Spiders from the fae forest that shouldn't even be here.

These white arachnids saw them as intruders or their next meal or both.

Leon changes his stance, swiftly drawing his daggers on both hands. Two spiders began to bare their fangs and started charging at him.

Unflinching from where he stood, The psionic fae didn't even bother to dodge nor move and foresaw the outcome of this brawl with his clairvoyance: Their future was forfeited at this moment.

That's how confident he is in feeding off the Grimiore's power.

Their movements were predictable almost too easy to read for Leon as they began to pounce on him.

Their frontal assault was met by a flying dagger hurled right between their red eyes, stopping them in their tracks, and obscuring their vision. making them screech in pain from where they stand.

The knife-throwing doesn't stop there as Leon began to conjure his twin psychic blades as his coup de grace for the two wounded beasts.

In one swoop, He throws them both like a boomerang in the air causing them to collide and pierce both of the spider's heads in succession, puncturing their brains from the side, and making them plop on their backs like a sack of potatoes.

The poor arachnids started twitching their eight legs ever so helplessly as their life was soon coming to an end.

The twin daggers return to Leon's hand as both of his opponents were unresponsive and disposed of.

"They're weak yes, but is it just me, or their attacks are well coordinated? not you're usual dumb creature I would say." Leon leaps backward and disengages in combat, rejoining the others in fending off these out-of-place albino forest spiders.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Leon Hyksos

@Hammerman

I don't know what's more awkward. The fact that I'm harboring and borrowing a malicious entity's power residing in my very skin. Or the feel of third-wheeling a lovestruck couple in this mission. Either way, this is going to be a hellish experience that's for sure! Leon mentally sighed, the thought of these complications already exhausts the rogue's urge to go on this trip.

The rogue fae received Lanus's invitation and went to the lobby. He carries the cursed grimoire behind his cloak and his sharp knives intact, preparing for the worst in this retrieval operation.

Before he approach, Leon heard a soft eerie whisper in his head. He paused in the moment.

He can suddenly see invisible lines coursing towards the couple as Leon sighted them from a far. Its thread is sturdy and unbreakable that carries chain of events both tragic and joyous to Reinee and Lanus. The bond between the two are inseparable.

Ofcourse, these are just probabilities that the cursed grimoire is projecting to him in his head.

Like, who can really predict the absolute future?

~

"Ready?.." Leon said, snapping out of his stupor and greeted the two.

"I've done some little digging and it turns out Rana's notes were wayyy too outdated. The waterworks around these parts continues to expand as the city continues to develop." Leon scratches his head.

"It makes you wonder what mrs. Rana's real age is? she seems more mature for her youthful looks."

"In any case, Finding the missing children might not be easy as we think." The rogue ponders.

"Oh, and don't worry about me tagging along, i'll leave you to your own and trail you from the shadows, you won't even notice i'm even there!" Leon assured the two, Especially Lanus, who seems unenthusiastic to him being there.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Leon Hyksos

@Hammerman @Enkryption@AzureKnight

These markings won't go anytime soon.

Leon takes a good look at himself in the mirror. His skin was all wrapped up in writings and shapes no mortal being could comprehend. The rogue fae can sense it's lingering corruption coursing throughout its strange symbols. Whispering. Watching. Reacting to his every thought.

He felt power ingrained in these symbols and knew his senses were taken over. Perhaps he can use this curse as a blessing? Perhaps he can control it?

The knife-eared elf was playing a dangerous game to gamble with the unknown.

He clads himself in bandages to conceal his new look and went to the meeting room.

As soon as he enters, Leon tries to avoiding eye contact with everyone else and acts to be less suspicious as possible, especially the 'chaos witch' Brun who is known to exorcise malicious beings.

He can hear their thoughts as he skims through them. Some of which are just focus on the mission. and some are just way too inappropriate use of playing cards and wishes he doesn't have these new mind reading powers.

"Ehem.." Leon clear his throat, making his presence felt.

"I'll accompany Mrs. Renee and Mr. Lanus in finding those missing children. Us feys got to stick together right?" Leon said while pointing at the document.

"Tell me when we're leaving, I'll go get prepared."The rogue fae sternly said and left in a hurry. hopefully, his actions doesn't strike him as acting weirder than usual self to those people in the room.

This mission was the perfect test to prove how far Leon can see through the future with his new gift by finding out the fate of those missing kids and unravelling this case.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Leon Hyksos

The Dagger and The Grimoire

As a nocturnal person, Leon doesn't have enough energy to socialize early this morning in this gathering. He feels lethargic, almost falling asleep listening to people around him; Sluggishly eating his breakfast and leaning his head against his arm for support. His eyes almost shutting close from exhaustion.

Even half awake, the fae rogue is very aware of his surroundings. He can hear tidbits of interaction and jest amongst reavers, both old and new.

His attention was diverted towards the rowdy bunch at the end of the table, The new arrivals who presented themselves as rockstars coming back from a high-rank mission. Bigshot veterans that have been doing this dance based on how they acted around Rue and the others. well, 2 out of 3 at least. The other one seems to be a new recruit. The photographer. Damian the beast whisperer.

The sluggish fae continues to stare at them unflinchingly while eating a bowl of oatmeal. His cold lifeless stare could come as offensive and rude if they notice Leon watching them from afar.

The chaos witch huh? Looks like Mrs. Evelyn can stop gushing about her. She's like the sophisticated upgraded version of her. I wonder if she's unhinged as she is.

As his moniker implies, you can already tell Damian's an esper designated to speak to animals. Even the rogue fae can't do that. It takes real patience to understand savagery more than people.

And lastly the feral Belua, Xashan. He sure is loud as a lion's roar, huge as a towering mountain, and.. smelly as a wet dog's fur. I'm sure hope he isn't an esper, or else he'll flatten me for the remark alone.

As for the Eon/Holy Church meeting Brunhyldia announced, Leon seems to be unbothered by the news. I haven't done anything blasphemous or illegal lately so I think I'm good. Better steer clear just to be sure.<?>

Speaking of illegal things, I think that hoarder Kiff wants me to sort out his smuggled goods in his inventory. He said there's an old grimoire that only faes can decipher. He said those who can unlock it can change the future. Is he trying to con me or something? I doubt that's the case.

Either way maybe i should drop by the library to sort those out.

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Leon Hyksos

Badland Heist (Thieves' Hideout)

Interaction: @AzureKnight @PaulHaynek

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”Ha! Well, I could’ve fought on for even longer. I would’ve made you lightweights feed your lunch at the Tower to me for a year if I had to pick up your slack!” - Evelyn

"As much as I love to see another calamity unfold. I suggest you should take it easy and stop squirming until we get there, Mrs. Evelyn." Leon deadpanned and continues to press on, tracking down the path ahead. It's like babysitting a ticking time bomb waiting to blow up at any moment.

He limps his way down the cave below, dragging the worn-out Evelyn along with him. He can feel his body rejuvenating from the magical tune Einer is playing, giving him strength from his exhaustion.

"A man of violence and healing, You're a strange one kid, I'll tell you that" The rogue scoffs, slightly forming a smile on his lips, amused by the mellow melody surrounding him.

"In any case, I owe you one, a thief's honor," He said to Einer.

~

Upon arriving at the thief's treasure trove, The worker/bandit made an unprecedented confession before the reavers can extract the stolen goods from their casing. The fae esper can see the fear and reluctance in his eyes. His employer must have got him whipped good.

"Mr.Josef, your supervisor? color me intrigued. Shame you have to confess that, it's a habit of mine not to leave loose ends until the contract is complete." Leon said with a sharp yet deadpan gaze that could cut skin, curious about where this is going.

"Tell me what kind of man is he?"

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Leon Hyksos

Badland Heist (Thieves' Hideout) Completely Obliterated

Interaction: @AzureKnight @PaulHaynek

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”I’d advise the both of you to steer clear. To be honest, I don’t have much experience with this technique.” -Evelyn

"Steer clear? What are you implying? You can't just cast a spell without knowing what the result is.. that's just insanity!" Just as Leon was about to reprimand the floating witch's casting her unstable spell halfway. His danger sense suddenly triggers.

A strong pulse pounded in his head and saw a vision of its outcome: a symphony of stars exploded in the area and the aftermath of a decimated field after the smoke clears. A walking disaster in the form of lightning and fire unleashed.

Definitely, Don't want to get caught in that!

"On second thought, I think that's a VERY good advice. I suggest you do the same Mr. Einer." without waiting for the scrapper bard to reply, The fae rogue nodded and made a mad dash towards safety, running past the numerous bandits who were unfortunate enough to get caught in her spell.

What follows was a series of flashing lights violently erupting on the battlefield like the 4th of july along with a mixture of hapless screams that goes with it.

Leon didn't even dare to look back at the explosions behind him.

Everything was a blur as soon as Evelyn finished her destructive spell.

Leon shielded his eyes with his cape from a safe distance and was amazed he was even alive after this whole mess.

"So much for subtlety. In any case, i count this as a job well done.. i think?" Leon muttered, scratching the side of his cheek and looking at the devastation the cosmic witch has caused, wiping off the enemy forces in the process.

"To the victor goes the spoils. I hope mr. Kiff appreciates this." The rogue picks up and held the troublesome orb in his palm.

With one tap of his knife, he manages to chip a fragment of it and imbued one of his daggers with its shard, Making an anti-magic dagger for himself, and the rest goes to the collector as promised.

”H-Hey, Fae boy. I may have…made a small miscalculation and used up too much mana with that last attack. It’s not like I need it but, I certainly wouldn’t mind a little bit of help either…" - Evelyn

For the first time, Leon was lost for words. He wasn't in the mood to retort a witty comeback nor blame Evelyn for her crazy antics. Instead, he was relieved that both the bard and the witch are safe.

He simply releases a sigh of relief and extends his hand to help the fallen witch, picking Evelyn up by his side and looks at Einer, putting up a thumbs-up gesture to express his approval.

"I think i have had it with explosions and crazy people for one night, let's go retrieve those stolen goods."

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Leon Hyksos

Badland Heist (Thieves' Hideout)
Interaction: @AzureKnight @PaulHaynek @FrogRFlowR

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'I must have that!'

The rogue's eyes widen. Despite the dire situation they are in, The only thought process that comes into his greedy little mind at this moment is stealing that shiny purple relic from that hooded man. He saw the potential of its power; A magitech capable of leveling the playing field by greatly diminishing the magical prowess of each magic user in the area. Imagine the possibilities if he gets a hold of that.

Of course, he had to go through the layers of angry bandits to get to that precious prize. Easier said than done. right?

"I don't suppose you guys have any special talents? any fighting experience without magic? any summoning familiar aids? now is a good time to let it out or its curtains for us, No pressure tho..." The elf nonchalantly said to Einer and Astrope while preparing to lunge a swift frontal assault.

"Cover me, I think Ms. Evelyn may be up to something.." He puts on one of his daggers between his teeth while holding two in both hands.

Even without his espermancy nor the cover of shadows to conceal himself, Leon was able to use his natural agility to rush into the fray, making quick work of the bandits in his path, doing acrobatics, shredding them with his swift cuts, mounting onto their shoulders with his hobbit-like size, slitting their throats and latching on to the next like a little murder gremlin.

It's a matter of rinse and repeat of attacks. Surely, if the reckless flame witch can dodge their projectiles by sheer luck, then by all means their aim must be really terrible. Like untrained monkeys wielding a firearm.

The knife-eared fae begins to gain momentum as he makes his way toward the orb wielder. He runs through the top of the enemy's heads, using them as platforms to gain speed. His phasing becomes quicker, Taking a massive leap at the end, soaring beyond their reach.

The fae was in flight. His long hooded black cape flapped into the night sky shrouding the bright moon above.

Gravity was defiled by the lightfooted fae. He was on hang time in the air for a brief moment. The nimble fae has his sight set on that pesky disruptor from his bird's eye view.

With a sleight of hand, The airborne rogue unleashes a fan of sharp knives from the heavens. A flurry of deadly daggers rained on his enemies. The intent was either to maim the people below him or be a distraction for Evelyn to sneak around and bludgeon the hooded mage controlling the sphere.

Crap! I'm running out of daggers. I hope Ms.Evelyn knows what she's doing. I've never considered her as the sneaky type.