Vox Angelis

Tales Of Shizuyama: Alternative (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Stella sighed in defeat as she watched the maid Shoggoth run off on her own. So much for a well thought-out plan before throwing themselves straight into the fire. She didn't have much choice to follow them, well actually she did but...

"Aw, piss. Aye aye, cap'n." How could she say no to this handsome lad. She likes it when they take charge. Such confidence, it was enough to make a woman swoon for this warrior.

Alright, enough lusting. Time to go to work. As much as it dismayed her, she'll have to go into the thick of battle this time. The cliff was steep but Stella used her sharp dragon claws to dig herself in the rock and dirt and climb her way down, which took her longer than some of her companions before reaching down. She followed Janus closely behind, staying clear of his lightning spells. as a creature of the sea, she wasn't too fond of electricity herself.

The Leviathan girl opened her gourd of water, breathing in the whole content through her mouth. She could feel the power rushing in her lungs as her dragon powers awakened upon filling herself. Her eyes glowed brightly of blue and purple, grinning to herself with all her fangs.

With the agility of a skirmisher, Stella deftly dodged the corpse thrown at the ground. They wanted to play dirty, were they? She'll show them just how much a pirate plays dirty. She dug her tail into the sand next to her and used the shape of her tail to scoop it up and throw a shovelful of beach dirt to the warriors. Some had the reflexes to raise their shield to protect them from this large-scale "pocket sand" tactic, but one of them unfortunately caught the brunt of the sand and couldn't see the pirate dragon-lady unholster one of her flintlocks and taking a clean shot at the warrior's face.

She didn't lose a moment and breathed out a torrent of water towards the warriors and their champion. But instead of being hit with the force of a tsunami, the water stopped just as it would crash on them, lingering mid air.

"Ye boys should be wary o' wearin' buckets on yer head at sea. It's easy to drown in 'em."

Stella twisted an outstretched hand upwards. For the warriors wearing a full helmet, the water that was suspended midair started seeping into their protective headwear. If they wouldn't get rid of their helmet, they'll find themselves fighting for air soon enough. Either way, that would provide enough of a distraction for the others to make a move against some of the Varjan warriors.

Escape from the Prison Mine

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Everything happened so quickly, it was difficult for the poor simple giant man to process everything that had just happened in the span of a few minutes. He felt very sad when Mhin walked up to Kristo and ruined his craft, and was left confused as to why Erith suddenly lashed at his friend. He barely had enough time to realize this was all a setup before the guard entered and began brutalizing his friends. Maxim was just about to get up from his bed and take care of matters in his own hands before things got worse, but...

*CLACK*

The guard's head twisted unnaturally with the help of two hands. When the lifeless body hit the ground in a thud, the big man froze. Just like that, a life taken in matter of seconds, with no hesitation. Despite keeping to himself, Maxim had heard all sorts of rumors in this prison. There were all sorts of people in this prison, from all walks of life, innocent and bloodstained alike. He should have grown accustomed to the brutality of the guards, some prisoners were actually killed in the occasional scuffles. But he wasn't. Every time, he could feel nausea hitting him like a wagon.

"You, carry these two…"

The killer lady's voice snapped him back to reality. Right, he had to help his friends get out of here. He was supposed to be the muscle of the group. Now was a good moment to put his strength to use. The Bear got up from his bed and walked up to Erith, to examine the wound. Not a deep cut, for sure, but he'll need that patched. The big man ripped the last vestiges of his upper garment. It's not like it was much to begin with, the guards didn't bother finding him a good shirt, they had simply given him a blanket that he had to tear holes in. With the torn rags, Maxim gently wrapped it around Erith's waist, however securing the cloth tightly with two knots.

"You alright, friend? Here, let me get you out of here." Without even waiting for an answer, the giant of a man acted on Mhin's order and scooped up the blond feyling from the ground and held him with one arm against his chest. He then turned to the goblin girl stretched his free arm towards Rizx. Oh, he remembered last time his hand approached her. Could still feel the sting of her teeth. He paused, offering his open hand to her. "Can I?"

Escape from the Prison Mine

She can still rip out his twisted little neck! She'll probably just be seen as the bloodthirsty little maniac, but she probably won't be judged by her good friends!

Beyond Nirvana - The God Eater Calamity

Lunara's high priestess remained stoic throughout the first introductions, her eyes seizing both the individuals and their patron deity, at least for those who were present. Hearing Mitstuko's story, Illistrianna couldn't help but feel some sort of respect towards the young woman. While the part about defeating a god in duel was impressive, what the elf found most admirable in her story was how she went from a poor child sinking into the consequences of evil deeds to a hero. It was like a fairy tale, to be honest, but the ways of the gods work in surprising twists. She could relate to working for the well-being of the people.

The moon gravitating around Illistrianna still was silent, but it pulsated with a gentle glow. The silver-haired elf hummed positively in response. It looked like Lunara was in agreement with her champion. A most respectable hero indeed. Mitsuko would make a good ally in the battles to come, and so was Amaterasu, from what they could tell. There only was one thing Illistrianna was left to wonder during Mitsuko's speech, but she wouldn't allow her ignorance to make a fool of herself by speaking it out loud.

Just what was a rollercoaster?

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As for Genesis' Herald, there certainly was something noble to be found in what it encompassed. To save everything on the sole principle of love. It was quite an interesting being, for sure. She wondered what a world like its would look like, considering of all the beings present, the champion of Genesis was unlike any other. She'll keep an eye on it for sure. Illistrianna was quite curious about it. The moon rotated silently, darkening.

As its introduction fell to silence, the elven priestess took a step forward. She nodded to herself, agreeing to the plan of introducing herself for the sake of camaraderie. Just like before, she bowed slightly to her peers, maintaining a regal and confident allure.

"Blessings of the Moon to you all. I am Illistrianna, Lunara's chosen. I have served our bright Mother for as long as I can remember, but it is only recently that she appeared, to grant me the duty of protecting our land from the coming darkness. I endeavor to do my best to support the effort in protecting our worlds, just as it was previously my duty to ensure the well-being of the Night Kingdom as one of the Three Queens."

The moon elf paused, looking at the moon that seemed to shine all the more brightly beside her. In retrospective, she didn't have much to tell about her life. Despite her long life and the many events that happened during her ruling years, her life could simply be resumed as being a devout queen for the most of her life. She didn't need to bother her companions with details that they wouldn't need.

She gave a faint earnest smile. "My apologies, I am sure my story is not quite as exciting to share as everyone else's. I suppose having lived as a priestess and a queen lacks a lot of noteworthy eventful moments."

Illistrianna bowed respectfully once more and stepped back to leave the speaking stage to someone else. The moon floated gently around her, pulsating with silver light.

Tales Of Shizuyama: Alternative (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

The sea dragon groaned. Stella felt like she was just about to step on a landmine. Being part of a "taskforce", she didn't actually expect to be sent to war directly against the Varjan forces straight off the bat. This... complicated things a smidge. Not that she was stranger to battles, she fought plenty before, but she was no soldier. Skirmishes, she could do. Full-frontal assault against an army, not so sure.

With bright blue and purple eyes beginning to adjust to night-time, the pirate lady knelt by the edge of the cliff, scanning the raging battle below. She frowned, teeth grinding. Shit, this was just no good at all.

"There's just too many of 'em. Varjans'd be givin' every fleet I've ever encountered a run fer their money." Stella pointed out, her gaze set at the ships lining the coast. She doubted it was all of the fleet, and yet it was still impressive. If it had been before the current Demon Lord's time, she could have easily sank that fleet with the help of her good old pals Levi and Karkka. Alas, no point in thinking of the past, there were perks to their current conditions too.

"Honestly, I think we should stick to skirmishes, like takin' out that stray bit going fer the town. They be fightin' on your turf, aye? Ye know best where to get 'em where it hurts. And if ye lose yer town, ye lose yer resources t'fight and ye get attacked on two fronts." That and she'd prefer to avoid civilian casualties, even though she won't say it.

Stella contemplated the shores for a moment, observing the dark waters. "If ye really wanna go out there t'fight, I can sink a few ships by me self, but I won't be much use in a big fight like that." She was no Leviathan of the old world, but she still had the means to give a fleet some troubles. She was however concerned at how exhausting it would be to do so.

Beyond Nirvana - The God Eater Calamity

Illistrianna could not help but marvel at how different the Sun deity from another world was compared to her own. Legends of Elvira tell of Empyrean's son as a tall bronze-skinned elf with hair akin to a field of wheat. But from what she witnessed herself, Solaris was best represented as the sun, his radiance blinding all but his family and his champion. And despite Amaterasu being the main organizer of this godly alliance, the Moon Elf couldn't help but have a newfound respect out of sharing ties to a sun god herself. Maybe this was the reason Lunara had a natural good disposition towards the goddess?

Just as Illistrianna gracefully shook Amaterasu's hand and was about to comply to her request of knowing more about her world, the priestess' head turned to the side to watch the fanfare unfolding before them. She clearly was distracted from continuing the conversation, intent on analyzing what kind of persons these new arrivals were. Just what kind of allies they were going to be. It amazed the elven champion how, despite the very obvious differences between all the gods and their champions present at this gathering, she could understand each and every spoken words. Truly, it was a blessing that Lunara had taken the time prior to choosing to learn the different dialects from all these beings and grant her this gift of communication through divine knowledge.

The pale moon lady could not help herself in noticing that a lot of these champions seemed very different from her. Most of them seemed like they could handle their own in battle for sure. In a way, they were reminding her of Rosearia. Illistrianna had utmost faith in the reason Lunara chose her as champion instead of the kingdom's strongest warrior.

To each and every new arrival that came their way, the high priestess offered them the same curtsy bow. Much like her goddess, she remained silent unless spoken to, her face neutral to all, no matter how they presented themselves. She assessed quietly all the individuals standing with her. She would not pretend to understand who they were, but was interested in knowing who they were through their acts, their words and their body language. Deep down, she knew Lunara was doing the same.

Escape from the Prison Mine

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The big man went to his cell and laid down in a corner, just as any of the previous day since he arrived in this prison. All part of the plan, he was told. All he had to do was keep up the act that this was just another day ending. He could feel the unease however, something different about him and the others. What was it, hope maybe? Maxim never paid much thought about escaping out of the mines up until now, only dreamt of the world outside, of his old life and maybe what could have been.

All this worrying was keeping him eyes wide open. Everyone had their part to play, even him. He was hopeful it didn't have to come to this. Unlike Mhin and Mortika, he wasn't confident in his ability to physically assault a guard. Sure, he was much bigger than anyone else but the Warden, but he never fought anyone before. The thought of killing someone in cold bold made him all queasy inside. He was no butcher, even less a murderer. But for the sake of his comrades, Maxim would not fail them. When the time would come, he would gather up the strength and the courage to do what needs to be done.

Until then, The Bear had shuffled to his side and settled on watching Kristo knitting a hat. It brought him a semblance of comfort, taking his mind away from the worries. He was quite fascinated, reminiscent of his own mother's craft. Wool blankets, hats, sweaters, mum had kept her family quite warm during the harsh winter days. He had a lot of respect for people who could use their two hands to create useful items.

"Impressive!" He grinned widely to his crafty friend, full of enthusiasm. The next words were however much quieter, or at least as quiet as possible for the huge man with a usually loud voice. _{"Have you thought of bein' a seamster once we get out of here?"}

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@Zora

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Our Dark Lady

"Through Chaos, I shall bring Order to Life and Death."

Bio

Name:
Annastaria

Epithets:
The Moon’s Shadow. The Dark Lady. The Night Queen.

Age:
639 years old.

Description:
Compared to her Moon Elves sisters, Annastaria is way taller, gaunt and sinister-looking. She bears arcane markings across her body (mostly seen on her face), her skin is pale gray, as if devoid of life, her eyes glow with an eerie green light and her hands have warped into dangerous-looking claws. She favors wearing dark robes.

Annastaria is best described as a slab of stone. She is cold and dead silent on the exterior, not letting much on about what’s happening inside her mind, mainly because she doesn’t feel much actually. She is a calculating and scheming sort, coupled with being pragmatic and you get an elf who doesn’t shy from using morally questionable methods to achieve results. She rarely talks at all, unless necessary. She’s secretive and doesn’t like to reveal her cards, or all of them at least. She’s not inherently evil, but her “the end justifies the mean” makes her susceptible to committing atrocities all for the sake of her goals.

Backstory:
Annastaria’s keen mind and aptitude with magic quickly granted her the title of “Head of the Magic Council” when her sister reformed the power system. She was in charge of magical research and all things that would require her intellect. Always a firm believer of order, Annastaria had put much effort into uniting all the races of Elvira, from the genocide of the goblin kin to the taming of the great forest beasts and finally to the subjugation of the dragons. It was actually by the end of her bargain with the dragons that she happened upon the Shard of Chaos, which was lost in the depths of the mountains surrounding the realm. Her bargain with the dragons ended into total subjugation instead.

Her desire for Order grew twisted as she attained the power Chaos gave her. It was probably because of her fervent desire to bring everything under a single banner that it made her an Archon, for she would be a most loyal servant in her crusade into bringing all the planes to their knees in front of a single master. Her first step into her journey was to finalize unifying the plane of Elvira, so to this purpose she gave eternal night to the whole realm to draw out all the monsters out of hiding. She had all the monsters slain and then brought back into the undead under her command. A short time after acquiring the Shard of Chaos, Annastaria’s sisters all died of mysterious illness, or so it was claimed, leaving her as the sole ruler of Elvira. The Council of Elder was soon dismantled shortly after she took the crown, leaving Annastaria with uncontested dominion over the plane. With monsters, undead and even dragons under her command, there was no one who could challenge her rule, and she set out for the planes beyond the shores.

Home-Plane

Layout:
Homeland of the elves, it is surrounded by towering mountains and the ocean, creating a natural barrier against the outside world only accessible through the air. To add another layer of protection, giant trees surround the realm at the mountains’ foot and the ocean’s shore. It was told these trees were planted by the oldest of the elves to secure the land from prying eyes. Past the treacherous mountains and the dense forests, true beauty awaits at the center of these lands. Verdant plains and glistening lakes make for most of the realm.

What makes Elvira peculiar is that it is as if the waters around the island were not part of this plane, it is pitch black almost impossible to navigate without a strong source of otherworldly light. From the mountains and into the forests, night is eternal, while the plains are always lit by the sun.

In her quest of power, Annastaria shattered the balance between these ecosystems, bringing the unending night to the plains and moon light to the waters surrounding the island. While travels by water became safer, now all sorts of monsters and undead came out of the woodwork to terrorize the locals, until Annastaria dealt with the unruly pests by adding them to her own personal army.

Civilization:
While humans conceptualize that polar opposites are keen to confront each other, the Elves rather think that opposites are two sides of a coin, forming a whole and bringing balance to the natural order of things. Only by understanding this concept can a society thrive to its fullest. Elvira is populated by two kingdoms: Solaris and Lunara.

The concept of those two kingdoms dates as far back as to the creation of the Elves. A single higher power gave birth to two children, one born of gold and the other born of silver. The Elves are descendants of those children, never mixing with each other but acknowledging they are of the same divine lineage, and thus vow to look after each other even through their differences.

Solaris is the Sun Kingdom, populated mostly by the Sun Elves and a handful of Moon Elves and now counts a few Dusk Elves as a recent growing trend. The kingdom stands at the very heart of Elvira, surrounded by plains and a lake. The people live their life in peace, farming the fertile lands all day and enjoying themselves in festivities during the evening.

On the other hand, Lunara has taken upon the mantle of protectors. Moon Elves live in the forests surrounding Elvira’s borders, ever vigilant to potential threats that manage to reach the realm. Dusk Elves who wish to undertake the warrior’s path live among the Moon Elves, but rarer are the Sun Elves in this kingdom.

While the servants of the moon are patrolling the lands and keeping it safe, the Sun Elves offer generous tributes to their nightly brethren to help and show appreciation. One could say that despite their peaceful life, a Sun Elf toiling the land has just as much fervor than a Moon Elf fighting, producing enough food for two families.

Races:
-The Sun Elves:
Peaceful and friendly folk of the land. Sun Elves are exclusively male. Usually tanned to dark skin because they spend most of the days farming outside during daytime. Tradition has it that their name starts with a “Z”, for they are the second-born of the Creator.

-The Moon Elves:
Vigilants and protectors of the realm. Moon Elves are exclusively female. Their skin complexity ranges from pale to light blue, as their waking hours are spent during night time. As the firstborn of their Creator, the Moon Elves have a tradition of adopting names that ends with an “a”.

-The Dusk and Dawn Elves:
Born of the marital bonding between a Sun and a Moon Elf, they can also be referred to as Dawn Elves. Dusk Elves have inherited physical traits more akin to their mother, while Dawn Elves have inherited more of their father’s traits. Both are however stronger than their parents. A recent trend among elves. Shunned for the most part by the elders or begrudgingly accepted in traditionalist elven society, especially for the Moon Elves who are far more religious and traditional than their laid-back Sun siblings. To honor both their parents’ lineage, their names both start with a “Z” and end with an “a”.

Boons

Shard:
Annastaria’s shard is an emerald that reflects the verdant life of Elvira’s core, now corrupted by its wielder’s dark ambitions. As it is the heart of the plane, the Dark Lady channeled her soul magic into the shard to allow her greater ease over converting her homeworld’s denizens into becoming her mindless subjects. The Shard now effectively works as a soul reservoir. It accumulates siphoned souls to be later used to fuel Annastaria’s magic to ungodly levels.

When Annastaria obtained the shard, she gained knowledge of the multiverse outside her own. It was at this moment that she became aware that the ocean around her realm was actually a passageway to the other adjacent planes. Worlds that may have been connected to her own before the shattering.

Powers:
Annastaria is what most called a “Spellbinder” before she became Archon. While she was adept at all forms of arcane magics, she was most proficient and interested in the art of white necromancy, or the study of souls.

Now, she actively raises the dead, drains living beings from their souls and life force to force them into undeath, and infuses dark energies into stronger foes to rob them of their strength and will to fight. In the most extreme cases, when she has to get personal, she is no stranger to calling down the elements to devastate armies and obliterate single opponents.

She is at her most dangerous when surrounded by death, for she claims the souls of the dead and uses them to fuel her magic.

Assets:
-Elvira's forces:
Annastaria commands everything within the realm of Elvira as its sole ruler. Elvira's forces consists of a few hundreds of elite Moon Elves warriors and mages. She also commands the few hundreds of Sun Elves that serve as her main workforce to supply her kingdom. Lastly, though various means, the Dark Lady also has a myriad of creatures at her command, ranging from anything between goblins to dragons.

-Magic:
It is worth noting that while Annastaria has powerful magic of her own, she requires assistance of varying degrees depending on the task she is undertaking. Soul magic is known to be very dangerous both to the wielder as to those subjected to it. Thus, various magic reagents and rituals are needed to be prepared for some colossal spells Annastaria casts, for it can burn the Night Queen's soul in an instant if not properly prepared.
One such example is her infamous tactics of converting whole cities into undead followers in the snap of her fingers (kinda). The ritual takes preparations in the form of digging a circle underneath an area of her choosing and placing unholy artifacts at the seven points of the circle. When darkness falls upon the unwary denizens, the ritual is performed, and all it takes is but a hour for the hapless fools to turn into a horde of the undead.

-Artifacts:
When creating the kingdom of Lunara, the goddess left behind 2 artifacts that serve as the sword and shield of the kingdom. The first is a staff called Sanctuary. The staff grants an immensely powerful barrier surrounding the wielder when used, but nothing can go in or out of the barrier and sight is blocked from both ways, as if the wielder was cut off from existence for a brief moment.
The second artifact is named MoonLight, an indestructible kriegsmesser that weights almost nothing but of legendary sharpness that comes with the power to conjure waves of silver light that slice just as well as the blade itself.

-The Shadow Order:
Lead by Annastaria's most trusted general, Lady Talona, the Shadow Order consists of a dozen of Moon Elves hand-picked by Annastaria and Talona to become the kingdom's most useful asset. The Shadows have proven amongst the best warriors of Elvira trained by her late sister, taught magic by the Queen herself and infused with the ghastly essence of death and darkness to the point they are almost living shadows themselves. Lady Talona is in fact a ghost that the Moon's Shadow brought back from the grave. The Shadow Order is mostly used for covert operations, but have proven to be very dangerous on the battlefield, but only at night. They cannot operate in broad daylight.

Gladius:
Annastaria doesn't see her wing of the Gladius as a place where she would sit and wait while the invasion takes place. As such, this section of the headquarters is fit to be more practical to her main force. The wing is plunged into eternal darkness, only lit by the dim ghastly light of the torches lining the halls. Each room is attributed to the different species of her monstrous forces. The largest room of the wing is aptly named "The Chamber of Bones", for it is where corpses, both living and yet-to-be-animated, rest in wait to be ordered but the Dark Lady. At the far end of the wing lies the council room where Annastaria gathers her generals and plots their invasion.

It it worthy to note that no elf live in the Gladius beside the Shadow Order. The Moon Elves are actually staying behind to protect Elvira during Annastaria's absence. Furthermore, Annastaria's invading forces are purely made of monsters and the undead hordes.

Misc

Theme:
Goddess of Death

Familiar:
Annastaria has a familiar winged snake named “Laghoss”. It was a monster orphan when she found its egg next to its dead parent. It was actually from raising the monster that she had developed ideas about unifying the various races of monsters with elven-kin. The little guy is loyal as a loving son to its mother. It often serves as Annastaria’s eyes and ears.

Tales Of Shizuyama: Alternative (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

First of two weeks of vacations is just about to end. Been a pretty chill week. Lots of relaxation and playing Diablo 4 here and there.

Beyond Nirvana - The God Eater Calamity

"Then it is settled..."

An echo resonated in the endless cosmos surrounding the two deities and their champion. Two elves; a silver-haired female and a golden-haired man, nodded in obedience, standing still on their knees in prayer. Beside them, two astral bodies stood, best described as a miniature sun and moon.

"These two shall become our champions. Lunara, may your champion spearhead our effort in banishing this corruption from all there is. Solaris, may your champion shield the realm against the incoming corruption. All our hopes, and our fate, are placed upon your shoulders, children. We will pray for our success. May you bring our kin's radiance to those who are lost in the darkness."

The echoes faded into nothingness. The divine presence of the creator, Empyrean, disappeared as their voice came into silence. The two chosen elves got up to their feet, looked into each other eyes with deep understanding and shook hands in silence before walking into the light of the portals behind them. This is where Moon and Sun would go separate ways. Illistrianna and Lunara walked firmly to meet with the expeditionary forces to vanquish the Darkness before it arrived on Elvira's doorstep. And should they fail, then Zenit alongside Solaris will serve as the last line of divine protection.

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A new arrival on this captivating meeting place. A garden unlike anything the royal palaces of Elvira could nurture. Illistrianna could feel her heart flutters at such sight. Truly a wonderful sight to behold, the high priestess took a moment to take in her surroundings. She could see a few beings had already arrived before them. She had been warned beforehand to discard all that she knew about reality. This place would undoubtedly disregard everything that she thought was possible.

The pale white moon accompanying the Moon Elf pulsated gently with silver moonlight. "Remember this, my child. We will be fighting not only for our kin's survival, but for the beauty of all these worlds. All this life. In time of crisis, all planes of existence will convene, as an estranged family coming together for what could be a final meeting."

Illistrianna nodded solemnly, her eyes drifting to the cosmos surrounding them. Her hands clutched the white wood of Lunara's blessing, Sanctuary. Somewhere, in this sea of stars, surely there were other champions gathering to fight for the same thing. But for the moment, it should be more appropriate to meet with the ones who would be fighting alongside her.

The moon priestess and her divine guidance reached to the gathering. Her steps were soft, with regal bearing but also reserved, mindful that she was in the presence of divinity. With her staff proudly grounded next to her and Lunara floating gently beside her, Illistrianna bowed her head and brought an open hand to her chest in respect. "Blessings of the Moon upon you, divine ones. I am Illistrianna, Lunara's chosen.