Wait waiiiit. What's all this non sense about consuming the light. I'LL show YOU the way out of the dark. :D
Fuck that. I'll balance that shit. Be a regular Gray Jedi, cept with two people instead of one and one's more fight happy than the balance would probably allow.
@ZekariVoblis: Hmmm... how does he hide all those weapons? That's still an awful lot even if he has them stashed somewhere.
Well, ask yourself this question. How does a person who's been adventuring and crusading for years figure out how to hide his valuables?
Experience and repeated failures till he figured out how to do it right.
I'm just confused why he has guns in the first place.
You need em when you're an adventurer of the magical and mystic...when one of your best spells is literally a huge fireball. And by huge I mean....maybe 6 feet tall? Maybe 6 foot circumference? Traveling 10mph if you're lucky?
The wolf was still struggling, seemingly realized that fighting against the herculean shortie was probably not gonna work. It didn’t have much elsewhere to go anyway, so why even bother? With the threat disabled, Anyon’s face slightly softened in expression. Softened in the sense that it went from “radiating bloody murder” to “radiating the possibility of bloody murder.” She walked past where the girl and the wolf were positioned as she looked down the hallway, seemingly contemplating where to go after her...unfortunate arrival to the fight. All she did was stare down the hallway after all. Her hand extended, open palm, towards the wolf’s torso, making it clear what she actually was thinking.
”El Huma.
A spike of ice shot forward and impaled the wolf through its body, finishing it off for good. With a satisfied sigh and a dust of her hands, her face finally relaxed. Anger management was different for every person, wasn’t it? For her, this worked very well. Walking forward and putting her hat back on, she remembered that, of course, there that group, for all intents and purposes, did give her a helping hand. Assumptions or not, they at least deserved some recognition for the assist. She turned over to them. ”Oy, thanks for holding the fort there, blonde one. But keep a closer eye on any actual weak ones. The giant water-magic woman is a sturdy fucker." She said as she pointed to herself with her thumb. She wasn’t all that surprised by the girl’s seeming super human strength. It could’ve been anything, so why give it a glance? Yang incantations, a divine protection...Probably the former if she was a betting woman. Now, time to set a course for whatever spawned that wolf, which would hopefully kill some time.
She made a hand wave towards the others as she walked, staff used as a walking stick even though she didn’t have a limp. ”Keep up. Whatever’s here has an ass that definitely needs a kicking.” As she went further into the building, a mental eyebrow rose up as she thought about something. Would going back and getting Mirt be a good move? Probably, but it seemed unnecessary. A bunch of knights and herself to fight some devil creature? She’s had that same sort of scenario more times than she can count. Besides, part of her wanted some quick fun. It was in her blood after all. This little adventure was probably gonna be a pretty penny for the two of them too, what with the apparent giant wolves, so why waste time running over? Light slowly started to fill more and more until she was near a room’s entrance.
Immediately, she shifted back a bit, as quietly as possible. She took cursory glances around to see what was nearest around. Nothing was stirring...Nothing was breathing from the sound of it...Safe from the looks of it. At least it seemed that way. A misplaced foot nearly stepped on...a glass shard. Picking up the shard carefully, Anyon looked at it before looking around the room some more. Empty dressers and chests, though it was hard to tell how long. Shattered mirrors too...The beasts doing? Maybe, but the chests...possibly it was whoever brought the beasts in here. Great, now they had to watch out for people too. Throwing the shard to the side, she went further in. Mental questions aren’t gonna get them any further. Just make them wonder is all.
As she descended, there was even more growls, though thankfully far away. ”Figures as much.” Light finally started to filter in again as her eyes squinted. With that light, came far more audible growls. She inched back a bit. Thank the gods she didn’t enter the room and set it off by accident. She kept close to the entrance, trying to not let it know she was here. She glanced around again. Dining hall...though pretty big for one, and most certainly no people eating. Big chandelier too...But then came the most important detail. The even more giant wolf that was standing at the other end of the hall. A soundless “shit” escaped her lips as she put her right arm behind her, an effort to make sure no one accidentally walked further than they needed to. It was far bigger than the last one, it was obvious just looking at it. But then came the most bizarre thing of all in the dining hall...3 men?
Well, she could most certainly tell that they were most likely men, but what was with their clothes? The tallest one seemed to wear something somewhat familiar looking but still oddly distinct. As for the other two, it seemed like they were wearing decidedly more strange clothes than any of them. She would say they were just foreign, but even then? They didn’t look like any country’s wears she’s ever seen before. A strange hooded outfit on one of them and a long sleeved shirt of some kind on the other. The appearances would already be unorthodox, but that wasn’t just it. You would think people in this sort of situation would have spells prepared, battle formations, or at least weapons. It didn’t seem like they had...anything from the looks of it, except for something in their hands that was hard for Anyon to even make out. What the hell was any of this?
A thought then approached. What if these are the people responsible for these wolves? They’re certainly suspicious enough and all of this wouldn’t be a terribly bad ruse. She’s seen plenty of people use trickery before, so it was an easy assumption. Though, to help possibly understand exactly what was going on, she moved a tad further back into the shadows as she gave a quizzical look over at the knights, specifically the strong one, while she pointed towards the 3 men. It was a bit obvious from her face that she was basically asking “They with you guys?” or “You know those 3?”
@ZekariVoblis: Okay, have to veto that many weapons. It would be way too hard to smuggle that massive illegal arsenal through Japan. Maybe like a couple he can hide really well.
Oh yeah. Forgot Japan has a thing against artillery. Fair enough.
Name: Alesandro Silva (Raisha “Nagi” Shanagi) Age: 26 Gender: Male Race: Human (Haunted By A Gashadokuro) Appearance:
He is 5’9’’ in height and, despite the picture, does not carry a sniper rifle. It’s only a regular rifle. He doesn’t got that sorta money. He also has a few scars on his back.
She is 5’1’’ and, like Alesandro, doesn’t have the gun posted. She does float around constantly if it’s any compensation.
The height can vary overall depending on how much power is put into the summon. Sometimes it can only be 15’’, other times it can be as large as 25’’.
Obviously not the same outfit and instead Alesandro’s outfit, but still fairly accurate.
Personality: Alesandro can be a rather serious man at times, but despite this, he is generally a very polite and reasonable guy. Morality for him, while definitely important, tends to be rather flexible and bendable depending on the circumstances. His attitude towards life is more “where the wind takes me” than anything and has a love for adventure and adrenaline. In fact, someone could even call him a tad bit of an adrenaline junkie, though not to insane levels. Boredom just isn’t something he particular likes is all. He has quite the “seen it all, cool with learning more” demeanor and actually is casual with interacting with the abnormal world around him.
Nagi, on the other hand, is one of the most playful ghosts a person could ever come across. Playing pranks on others, teasing people for a bit of comedy, and seeing how “x makes y do z” are some of her favorite pastimes. However, she isn’t a sadist and does understand that there’s limits to what she should do to others. That being said, the careful line between “prank” and “annoying” can be tricky for her at times. Ironically, despite her jokey personality, annoying her isn’t all that hard either if you know her buttons. She’s on to keep quite the grudge, however, and will only really drop it if the situation is too important for her to keep holding onto it. She’s also quite the history buff due to the souls within her.
Abilities: Alesandro, by himself, doesn’t exactly have a lot of magical prowess. While he does know a few spells and can cast average-level incantations, he can’t do anything really big or powerful like most could, let alone for as long. To compensate, he goes with more down-to-earth methods and external magical tools to assist him, such as natural magical staves and literal spellswords. Instead, any real “abilities” come from Nagi. Unpossessed, he can summon her large skeletal body parts to assist him and, if they’re the arms, can even swing large flaming weaponry when using it. To expand a bit more energy, he can even summon the entire top half of the gashadokuro, but he remains in place and the skeleton itself is rather slow moving overall. He also can’t keep the spirit’s powers going for very long when the whole skeleton is summoned. Limbs, on the other hand, can more quickly come out, for surprise blows or even blocking. However, if they are too severely damaged or severed, he can’t summon them again for a time and even feels the pain in the corresponding limb.
When possessed, that’s when Alesandro becomes a more magical danger. Since Nagi is in control at that time, she gains abilities that either she or the other dead had. Her swordsmanship is downright terrifyingly good and she’s able to turn average sharp tools into sharp Japanese weapons, such as making knives into katanas. They’re also can be ignited with a blue spiritual flame that increases their attack range, though it only allows it to cut or pierce better instead of really burning anything. Weapons can even be made with just the fire, but it will dissipate a few minutes after being made. Her reaction time is also superb and she’s surprisingly agile, though not necessarily fast. Keep in mind though. Nagi is in control she’s only able to do things she knows. Also, Alesandro can speak a variety of languages, including Japanese, due to Nagi being a somewhat “mental translator,” at least for the languages she knows.
Skills: If a person can’t really use magic when they’re meddling in the business of the supernatural, what do they do? For this man, it means using whatever they can get their hands on and use their wits on. This includes knives, daggers, and guns to help himself out, usually preferring lightweight stuff so he can still move quickly. He’s also rather good at parkour due to his different bouts in life and, surprisingly, is good at blacksmithing. Resourcefulness is something he prides himself on, too. He can take a beating, but remember that he is still human and overall is still limited like a human would be.
Equipment: Alesandro has an assortment of weapons at his disposable. In terms of regular weaponry, he brought a pistol, a rifle, 2 knives, and about 3 flashbangs. Obviously, he doesn’t carry all of these things at the same time, mostly not to shatter his spine, and usually has to choose what to bring with him. He also has a decently sized assortment of supernatural tools, such as a functional Ouija board, a low power wand that spews out fire spells, a mid power wand that uses water spells, and healing potions. Rope is also something he tends to carry cause, well, there isn’t many situations he knows of where he doesn’t need rope.
Brief Backstory:Remember that one kid that would always go on adventures when they were left alone for as much as twenty seconds, going all Rugrats? That one that could give an babysitter the worst near-heart attack of their life. Well, that would sum up Alesandro’s childhood pretty well. He constantly looked for things to do and had his imagination make the fun parts for him. When it turned out those tales of magic and tomb exploring could actually be real, of course he was going to pursue it. By the time he was 17, the world of magic became his reality and exploring it was his life. Despite parental fear, ironically the people who made him aware in the first place, he couldn’t be stopped. Time and time again, he swung from ropes, stealing ancient riches from criminals and learning magical knowledge in the depths of danger. Of course, here and there he had to get dirty but good God the ruins and rhymes he learned were worth the pain.
If people knew who he was, they remembered and feared or awed at the “Elegant Splunker.” He always hated that people called him that, but hey, good to be remembered? Some wish they could be remembered after all, as he soon learned. As he tried getting a treasure that was believed to be from the Japanese Feudal Period, or some closeby era, he found himself cornered. A wall and approaching gunsmen down the long hallway. With how low on equipment the man was, it seemed like this was the final journey. He looked at the treasure, covered in robes, as he decided to unwrap it, the one action he was warned not to do. It was a red skeletal arm. In seconds, a red haired see-through girl popped out from the arm. And not long after, the gunsmen came. With a twist of her head, 180 degrees to be exact, all of them shrieked as they ran off, yelling “Gashadokuro! She has come!” the whole way. They both shrugged as he carried the arm back to the exit, grumbling that that was way less satisfying a rescue than he was hoping.
The two soon tried getting acquainted with each other, though it was a bit one-sided. Alesandro was an easy enough explanation, but the girl, Raisha Shinagi, or simply Nagi, was more complicated. Mostly because she had not one past, but multiple. As it turned out, her existence as a gashadokuro infused the past of the dead, most unceremoniously dumped in a mass grave or killed on the battlefield, in her memories. Yet, she knew that she had her own life previously, not just existing as the fused will of the deceased. The problem was figuring out which one she was as none of them looked like her. But she knew her name and it was proof she was alive. That there was a Raisha Shinagi. Surprisingly though, Alesandro was enough of a distraction to not make her too soul-searchy about it. The adventures the two had were always some bizarre fun, especially as they found it she could give him a boost. But curiosity soon came to a head after an old friend of Alesandro’s said he may have a lead on this “Raisha Shinagi” case he asked him a few years back. A small town they called “Minazawa” that might have the answers they were looking for. It was pretty much an immediate decision that they needed to check this out, whether it was her birth town in life or her final resting spot in death. Of course, first came having to stash most of his weapons away due to Japan’s laws towards weaponry. He already had to go through that hassle once, going through it again was not on his plate. With that headache prevented, it was off to Minazawa they would go.
Okay, here's it for now. I still have to finish the backstory(which I'm working on as we speak), but wanted to see how the rest of it was first. If I need to nerf anything in terms of powers of the Gashadokuro, fine. I'm 50/50 on exactly the strength of the abilities, so that is just fine. Outside of that, hope you like. I'll let you know when I'm finished with the backstory and when I'll paste it in here from Google docs. Also, let me know if the pics work or don't work.
