The Irish Tree

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Sofia would fill her paperwork out with style and grace, flourishing with some impressive handwriting on her signature. She had some nice handwriting, nice enough that it put Brandy's to shame. Well...not like Brandy wrote actual letters.

At the mention of going to Gnarlton, Sofia would strike a pose, one hand raised in the air behind her while she dramatically said: "Fame and fortune await!"

Alice would take care of the nitty gritty of the details of their job, mentioning the bandits on the road and how she and Brandy had managed to "escape" them, since she didn't want to explain the full-moon rage she entered, leading her to be a whispered legend among bandits as the "Ballistic Ball-Busting Bitch". She would then run off to get ready for the two-day trip, thanking the farmer for letting her stay the night in his barn.

Sofia would embark on a completely ordinary walk to go and get her small bags backed, carrying not much more than a change of clothes, some spare arrows, and her standard equipment. She didn't technically need to eat anything aside from the occasional sacrifice of meat, which was easy to get in the wild. And even then, the undead were pretty good at fasting. Its why her figure stayed so good, because every day you eat is cheat day if you eat once a month.

Alice and Sofia would be waiting, while Sofia would eagerly show off her rather...overly heroic outfit designs already sketched and prepared for Alice and Brandy. Somehow, Brandy's showed more and less skin, looking like a hide-armored barbarian's attire, while Alice was dressed in overly complicated robes. "I uh...I like my apron. Thanks."

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Alice was glad that Karin seemed to come alive at the coffee, but was confused on why she got so flustered at Brandy's suggestion. ...Were her and the guildmaster in something together? It wasn't her place to judge after all. Love is free and all. ...Or was this just Brandy being Brandy as usual...?

Regardless, Sofia would clear her throat, looking to Brandy. "I would be most happy to join hands with fine adventurers such as yourselves. Rejoice fair Karin," Sofia would say, with the last part being said after Sofia struck a pose that one can only assume looked cool in her head. "I have come to join this guild hall, and carve my name into history as a hero of legend! While Sofia made a fool of herself in the coolest way possible, Alice would go back over to the job board to look them over. "Let's see...pulling weeds, picking apples, finding mushrooms, picking medicinal herbs, ...finding a lost cat, and delivering a letter to Gnarlton..."

Alice would look to Brandy, saying: "No dungeons or judgin for eating contests here. But, the quest to deliver a letter to Gnarlton sounds easy, fun, and an easy way to see things along the road."

Aether Saga: A Hero's Unlikely Journey (The Irish Tree and Xaltwind)

"I doubt they'd throw more bodies at you so soon after one of their lower ranks was dispatched so easily. When next they come, they'll bring far more. As such, we can only hope that creating more of them will take time and that, by then, you're still more than a match for Divine's forces." Gram would say, explaining her theory that Mammonie at least had a bit of breathing room. Still, without knowing exactly how their enemy worked, something like that was a haphazard guess at best.

"But, of course, for all I know they're waiting for us to leave the cave before teleporting an army on our heads. As for Vani's little boy scout task, there are indeed trees. Just...buried under the snow," Gram would say, while Mammonie's visual interface would show Vani's name and condition...and that his MP was rapidly drained in a single chunk while a thunderous boom echoed throughout the area. "Vani will likely prove useful to you, in your adventures. He's a fool and a lush, but I doubt there's a stronger paladin out there."

Vani would return soon enough, hauling an entire tree's trunk with a set of ropes tied over his shoulder. "I'm back. Took a bit of doing, but I managed to find one below the snow." Vani would enter, after the sounds of some very fast hacking of steel against wood became audible, the elven paladin entering with an armful of hacked up wood. "Good to see you're awake, Gram. Feeling any better?"

"Never better. Glad to see you used your brain for once without me around."

With a small spark and a bit of paper wrapping from some of Vani's rations, the fire was started and the cave grew warm, a far cozier abode than it had been.

Infactorium: A New 4Xpansion (Overlord RP) [DISCONTINUED]

@Lucius Cypher

If I misrepresented Danger Sense in any way, please let me know so I can fix my post. I just thought it'd be funny to have Tungsten see Levia be a gigantic idiot, even when she's sneaking.

Infactorium: A New 4Xpansion (Overlord RP) [DISCONTINUED]

This...was growing to be an awkward position to be in. Levia was currently perched in a corner of the room, head to the ceiling as she nervously watched Mae's kitchen at work. She was so commanding, clearly knowledgeable of her work, and also...t-the smell of the dishes in the kitchen were everything she wanted out of life, at the moment. She had to use every ounce of willpower to keep her stomach from grumbling and giving away her hiding spot. She had to keep watching...purely for research purposes, of course. She definitely now wasn't eagerly anticipating sinking her teeth into whatever dish Mae was making. She had to contort her own body into ways that many wouldn't think possible to avoid bumping into the countless chefs as she had made her way in, figuring that the ceiling, with its lack of foot traffic, was ideal for observing.

Mae's burning passion and dominating taskmastering was inspiring to Levia who, despite technically being significantly older by technicality, was a novice at managerial duties. It didn't help that most of her services were barely useful before...but here, Mae was back into the full swing of things and leading everyone! It was moving, seeing someone so devoted to their role, even if it wasn't something involving fighting. Mae was the very heart and stomach of the guild now, and she made sure everyone was fighting fit with a meal worth dying for in their gullets.

But then, another issue arrived...that of Tungsten Jazz, who's barbarian senses were fine-tuned to let him perceive any ambush. Even one not targeting him. Even one from an ally. ...Even one not targeting him, performed by an ally, who was also coincidentally right in his field of view upon entering the kitchen. Levia was vibrating, in fear that she'd be caught and have to explain. One could literally hear the veritable dice being rolled, the latent perception of Danger Sense challenged by the elusiveness of Stealth Sneak.

Natural 20s were a funny thing, but even funnier would be that Tungsten could clearly see Levia staring at him, looking like a cat perched upon a high place they have no way of getting down from. And, somehow, she knew that he knew. But he probably didn't know that she knew that he knew. And thus, she'd start slowly snaking her way along the ceiling, using one of her human hands to make a "shh" motion over her lips, hoping Tungsten wouldn't draw attention to her.

This is the worst... she thought to herself, trying to exit with at least a scrap of her dignity in place, cheeks burning red. But...at least she'd gotten to see something that inspired her. And make her ridiculously hungry.

Aether Saga: A Hero's Unlikely Journey (The Irish Tree and Xaltwind)

Gram would hum, considering Mammonie's words. "I can see why you'd be upset. I wasn't as hurt as I let on, by the way. If it were down to me and Vani, we could defeat that thing with a fair bit of effort. But I figured that I would see if a tense situation would prove you were the real deal." Gram would crack her neck, relaxing a bit. "I apologize for having to fool you and Vani. Anyways, the reason you should have faith in our side of the conflict is because that Cherubim hated your guts. They hate all Demons, really. So, since you've already defeated one, you're high on the Divine Purge's list of targets."

Sitting up, Gram would drop her air of superiority as she looked Mammonie in the eyes, before saying: "I'll give you everything within my power. My title, land, wealth...even my life by the end of this if you would wish it. I may be a necromancer, but even I cherish life in this world."

A cold wind was blowing outside, not reaching the duo but screaming at the mouth of the cave. The storm wasn't letting up anytime soon. Gram would sink back down to lie down, clutching her side. "...I will say...there were many that were against summoning a hero to our realm. So if you wish to blame anyone for your being here, that someone would be me," she confessed, closing her eyes.

Mammonie was under no obligation to help Gram at all...but either way, it seemed more of those beings would come for her.

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Alice was caught up once again in the whirlwind that was Brandy's excitement. hurriedly, she was trying to stop Brandy from bugging the lady, since judging from her intense aura and razor sharp presence, she was dangerous in her own way. W-What if she cut Brandy down for being a noob trying to talk to her!? "I-I don't know her, she might be on assignment form another branch. Brandy, wait!" Alice said, realizing how futile it was as Brandy approached the Revenant Ranger before them.

Her greeting didn't seem to stir the woman, beyond the most slight movement so that she could look Brandy in the eyes. If looks could kill, Brandy would be smited where she stood from that singular eye staring at her, the cold, hardened eyes of a killer taking her in...

...or at least, that's how the ranger saw herself. "...Okay, deep breath...no lung function, but deep breath. Just another fellow awesome adventurer at this guild. Just act natural, and everything will go just fine..." the Ranger's thoughts resounded in her own mind, before she leaned against the counter, flipping her bangs aloofly. "A pleasure to make your acquaintances, Brandy and Al. I hail from parts unknown, a whirlwind of chaos come to descend upon the land. Though I've only started my journey as an adventurer, know that someday my name shall ring across all lands as a herald of destruction!" she would say, raising a gauntlet covered hand to point directly at Brandy and Alice.

"I am the Duchess of Destruction, Sofia Lenkov~!" she proclaimed proudly, taking her free hand and poising it over her face, covering her already covered eye hidden by her bangs. "As for my raiments...crafted by none other than your's truly. I'd never trust another to handle my protectKCHION!" she would proclaim proudly, leaning back again before slipping and falling on her back, tripping over her own cape as she repositioned her feet. Staring blankly up at Brandy and Alice, she would blink after a moment, before hurriedly clearing her throat and poising her cheek in the palm of her own hand, leaning like a maiden awaiting a painting in her image. "I-I merely thought it best to...inspect the condition of the floor. Very sturdy. A fine floor, indeed."

"...Ohhhhh my god oh my GOD! THEY SAW ME JUST EAT SHIT! They saw me fall like a moron! Why does this always happen why why why why why why why why!?" Sofia's internal monologue continued, all the while a small amount of cold sweat started becoming visible on her face. She was beyond nervous.

Alice had seen everything, and walked over to offer her hand. "Well, if you're a fresh adventurer, you can count on me for advice. I'm Alice, and this is Brandy like she said. She started just yesterday, so..."

Sofia would hold Alice's hand with both of her's, visible eye shimmering as she said: "My profoundest thanks, fair lady Alice! I would be delighted to undertake your tutelage to...to...erm...adventure. Properly!"

"That's great! First though, we need to get some paperwork filled out. Buuut...since Kariin's not here, you might need to wait."

A quick motion, and Sofia was once again on her feet, standing before Alice and Brandy with a smile on her face. "Rest assured, I would not fail to be a most worthy ally to your adventures. No dragon shall match our fury, and no hell can contain our boiling blood!"

Alice clapped her hands together and smiled. "Great to hear...but...most of our jobs are like...missing pets and picking crops."

A long silence would fill the room as the revenant's enthusiasm waned at hearing that. "I-I see...but, the simple folk are always in need! It is only natural our duties begin at hearth and home!"

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"Sure thing," Alice said in response to Kariin's request for some coffee. Turning on her alchemical furnace and rummaging through the guild shelves quickly for their preferred beans. After all, it wasn't the first time an alchemist brewed coffee. A bit of hot water, some alchemical do-dads, and bam, a pot of coffee was being brewed while Alice peeked at the job board.

It looked like a lot of slim pickings for jobs, mostly just errands that people needed doing...and, that cat rescue was a no-go. It wasn't that Alice hated cats...it was that cats hated Alice. She'd probably only scare the cat more. Kariin would have to wait for her coffee it seemed as she was called into the guild office, and as such Alice would be left to greet Alice with her usual energy.

Alice didn't mind having her hands grabbed, not possessing paws...thankfully. That would make her work difficult. "Ehhh...yeah, that only happens during a full moon. And yeah, silver isn't my look. Was looking over the quests, and made some coffee. Was supposed to be Kariin's, but she'll have some when she gets back. Want some?"

As soon as Alice offered her coffee, the door of the guild would swing open, a figure entering that Alice hadn't seen before...nor anyone at the guild. Her garb was black as night, contrasting with the deathly pallor of her skin and hair. A single orange eye looked out at the guild, her other obscured behind her bangs. A sinister looking bow was hung across her back, a quiver at her hip possessing similarly edgy arrows. She...looked like the real deal. Like, an actual adventurer that did more than picking apples.

Approaching with confidence, the undead woman would stand before the guild desk and awkwardly stand there waiting, unmoving.

Alice blinked a few times. "...Think she's here to finish a quest? Her weapon looks awesome..."

Aether Saga: A Hero's Unlikely Journey (The Irish Tree and Xaltwind)

Vani was amazed at the power that Mammonie had displayed, and kept looking her weapon. "So...a golem spoke into your mind and your weapon manifested? Sounds divine in nature to me...but I don't know of any Golem Gods." Vani was lost in thought as they walked along, brought back to reality by Mammonie's attempts at explaining how a gun worked. "Oh, so its like one of those Magilocks that I've seen people carrying around. ...If that's how powerful one can get, I can definitely see the appeal. You took that thing out in an instant!"

Then came the question of Gram's well-being, to which Vani would reply with: "She'll be just fine. Gram's tougher to kill than most anyone I know. Plus, I've been healing her as we walked. One big benefit of being a Paladin is healing people just by touching them for a while. As for me...aches and bruises, but I'll live. If I took a direct hit like Gram did though, I'd imagine you'd have a holey paladin instead of a holy one." Lame joke aside, Vani at least seemed to be alright, and as a small curvature of rock and snow came into sight, he picked up the pace. "As for what that thing was...it was...I guess you could say an ascended angel. They're like, beings that used to serve the Goddess Divine before she went mad, and followed her into madness. They don't show up often but they take an army to defeat usually. Oh, there! That's the cave we used."

Inside, the smooth inner walls of the cave were dark and chilly, but it was a far cry from the frozen waste outside. Vani's light spell would make it easy to move around, and he would set Gram down with a length of cloth atop her, freshly unfurled from his traveling supplies. A bunch of burnt up firewood was sitting in the middle of the cave but looked useless as could be. Vani would crack his neck before turning to the cave entrance. "I'll go get some firewood, and then we can cook up some of these rations I brought. We won't be here long; Gram can conjure her chariot again once she wakes up, and we'll be back to civilization in no time. I'll be back," the paladin would say, marching out into the cold to get wood for a fire.

Mammonie would be left alone with Gram, who's breathing was stabilizing now that she was laying down. If she focused hard enough, she could see the bar representing Gram's vitality slowly climbing back up...but there was also a portion beyond it. A deathly slate gray far beyond her bar, as if she had negative HP.

"I thought he'd never leave," Gram said, rolling onto her side suddenly and looked at Mammonie. "You pass."

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Steppe Archer had to agree...kicking that thing had been a huge mistake. But at least Big Red wasn't all that hurt. And, as he said, stuff wouldn't seep past his scales and cause an infection. "I agree on finishing this up quickly. I wonder if that thing ate all the rats and roaches itself or not. That'd be convenient for us," she said aloud while trying to peek down some of the corridors. "I've never seen anything like that either."

"I think we should head back. Something like that, that seemed to move on instinct alone, it probably ate just about everything in these tunnels and got that big. As nice as it'd be to call it a day claiming its kills, we don't have any proof that anything on the quest died. If you want, I could scout ahead on the next tunnel, and run back if there's any trouble." Steppe Archer was all for continuing since their Lizard Fighter claimed to be good to go, even in poopoo water. She was a bit worried that there might be more of those things, but as long as they kept an eye and ear out, they'd be able to run if things got tough.