Skill Seeker [hr] [@Crimson Paladin][@VitaVitaAR][@Guy0fV4lor] [hr] “How do you know about the seal?!” One would shout, though the rumbling from further within the temple, and a harsh wind that would blow out any torches and normal sources of light would quickly silence him. “And what do you know about the village!” A second would grip the weapon in their hands tightly, obviously both scared and indeed, ready to fight their way out of here if they had too. They most certainly looked ready to fight their way through Donovan and Akando if they had too - but thankfully for Donovan, it seemed he was going to have a little help here. Akando would turn his head to the newcomers - Novak and Nobunaga. “You are...the ones who helped that day.” He would shake his head. “We don’t have the luxury of time, Novak, but Donovan...convinced me that helping the Illuminator is not in the villages best interests for now.” The hunters would grit their teeth. They could fight their way through two of them. Even if it was Akando and Donovan, their chances would be good, and likely have enough time to flee before the Kyrnith would come for them...but four people now? There was only a moment longer of hesitation as Nobunaga made her desire for blood obvious, a stark contrast to Donovan’s sympathies. “...fine!” The apparent leader of them would frown, tossing his weapon to the floor. “We surrender.” The others would follow suit not long after. [hr] [@PKMNB0Y] [hr] “Hm? Now that’s weird.” Mie would say, a curious tone. Briefly, she’d glance towards the forest. “Someone’s angry eh~” An idle comment as she’d move back inside her tent. “Not my problem though...you want me to hide you, I take it? Alright, since we’re kin I’ll let you.” She’d allow them to enter the tent, motioning to the two guards outside to stand at the ready in case someone decided to cause trouble. “Now why would someone want to kidnap Lazhira?” She’d ask, taking a seat at her usual spot. “I swear things in this village are getting worse by the day. I don’t even think the Oni would be so bold.” She’d chuckle. “Well, come on, have a seat. Buy something if you’re up for it. And since I’m being nice, maybe you can give me something in return hm?~” A little secret [@Crusader Lord] [hr] Leannah would rush outside, having found no trouble within the cabin. The only sign of trouble she’d see, was a hunter running away from the cabin. A bit further on, she’d barely see Lazhira ducking into the crowd around Mie’s tent. A second hunter was lying nearby on the ground, groaning in mild pain from the burns sustained from the boiling water, trying to seemingly soothe them in a pile of snow. Well, there were only a few things that could have happened here, but it seemed the immediate danger had passed. She had a singular hunter to interrogate if she wanted, or she could just go after Misaki and Lazhira, or find Narkissa. [@Click This] “...have we? Oh you must have met [i]her[/i]” The god would say with a long, drawn out sigh. “Pain in everyone’s collective side she is, ever since she fled the nest, as they say!”He’d chuckle. “I’m all for a little chaos, but that one...that one needs to remember who made her...” The dark inflection to that tone certainly indicated something amiss, and perhaps even hatred and dislike. “That aside though, lass. Aye, you caught me in a bit of a half lie. I did. But...just because I learn something doesn’t mean I know how it works, how it is. That’s the fallacy here, isn’t it? Ah, it drives me absolutely batty. Knowing everything, but not knowing how one knows. Like being able to answer all questions on a test without having to think about it. Boring, ain’t it?. Ah, rambling again.” He’d chuckle, turning to her second question. “I want you to kill a god. Which god? I don’t know, I don’t know which one needs killing yet! Me? Auntie? Maybe even my cousin, ahaha! That depends on how this whole thing...plays out...” He’d look towards the commotion. “I’ve got a design. All the parts are in place. I just need...something to get it started.” The Roma Mob [@ERode] [hr] Bathing. A more modern luxury than one might give it credit for. Certainly they had baths, but modern plumbing seemed to be something currently beyond them. Perhaps, that should be something for one of them to fix, soon. Regardless, the water would most certainly wipe away the fatigue of the day, soon his body relaxing with the aches and pains melting into the water as he’d begin to consider his own abilities again. Fire. Heat. Fuel. Energy. All of these were needed to make an engine run. So he would feede the vehicle that was his body. His heart would start beating faster, faster and faster still as he pooled his energy into his heart. In his meditative trance, he wouldn’t realize just how dangerous such a fast heartbeat might have been in his previous life. Nor would he register the pain. Yet, this pain and beating of his heart would soon disappear, fading into nothingness. Even if he hadn’t entirely realized it at the moment of meditations end, his will would bring forth new power for him. [hider=Goddess Note] Ability Gained: Fervent Engine Your heart is your engine. This is true for all, but for you, its truer than most. Your heart boils as does your blood. Your fire flows through your heart now, as does your veins. Stronger, able to coax more force out of your muscles. Faster, able to react and move quicker than your peers as fiery adrenaline guides you. Remember to not overexert yourself, however. For such a powerful engine needs rest after going full force. Also grants resistance to cold, as your body burns from within. Synergizes with your fiery blood while active, making those who strike you suffer burns from coming into contact with your blood. [/hider] He would waken, feeling oddly invigorated despite the travels. Upon opening the door, Nesherit would greet him with a decidedly disinterested look. “L-last night? Augusta?!” Isidore’s comment though, would cause the young elfs face to flush with mild embarrassment as he’d quickly turn away, but before he could protest further Augusta showed up as well. “I-I don’t- W-we didn’t...uh...” Frowning, the Prince would instead focus on the matter at hand. “...As I said, Mother wishes to speak with you about some matter.” He would say, managing to focus as he’d start walking towards the throne room. “It’s likely regarding some troubles in old Naraheim lately. ” Octavia seemed happy enough to travel with him, for now, trotting alongside the pair happily. It wasn't long until the pair would reach the throne room, the queen sitting upon the throne as ethereally beautiful as ever. "Isidore, I am glad you are here." The queen would say with a small smile. "Before we continue, I have a feeling you are the man to ask to solve more...difficult problems. We have had some problems regarding old Naraheim...the old realm of the demons that lay beneath ours." [hr] [@Pyromania99] Stepping into Leuca’s room, she’d be greeted by both Sorcha and the young elf. The two of them already seemed to have been up for awhile, judging from a plate of already eaten food, sorcha being completely dressed in her usual armor while Leuca had seemingly finished a bit of practice doing something that caused her to have been sweating a bit. “...Augusta. Good morning.” Sorcha would greet. “Here to get started then?” “Hello, Augusta...is Octavia not here?” She’d question hesitantly. It certainly was looking like Octavia was the cause of Leuca’s uncertainty. “Oh, well...I thought she’d be coming...alright. Uhm.” “I’ll start,” Sorcha would say, placing a gentle hand on Leuca’s shoulder. “Take a seat next to Leuca. I won’t be repeating myself. Any questions can be asked after I return from training this evening.” She would say, standing in front of the bed. “The Leargas...hm, Is easiest explained as ‘All the combined experience of the Elves.’ Some call it their ‘Ancestral Memory’” She’d begin. “I won’t get into the history, since its not important, just know its an ability the Old Fey created all Elves with so they could better perform their jobs as the Fey’s guardians.” “U-uhm, its basically sort of...asking the spirits of your ancestors to guide and help, while also making yourself stronger.” Leuca would say. “Uhm, all elves can do it, but it usually requires...really, really, hard training. Some even...die...” Leuca would say with a frown, as if recalling something. “According to Leuca and the King, you’ll gain brief access to all the knowledge your ancestors did, as well their combined combat experience among other things. As you can imagine...it can even turn a novice warrior into a force to be reckoned with. While all Elves can try - the only ones that have to...are the royalty and their relatives. Any Elf that desires ruling or the throne, must learn the Leargas to prove their worthiness.” Sorcha would fix Augusta with a serious, almost challenging expression. “You can die from attempting this if you are unready. If you still wish to go through with it, then I will test you in combat as both part of your training with weaponry and for this.” [hr] Send Feet Pics [@Cu Chulainn] [hr] “...I can’t say I’ve met him, no.” Haruno would reply with a frown. “Forgive my impudence, but is there a reason you are asking?” The warrior Oni would ask curiously. Ayumi would run off, having taken Nomura’s cue to leave and go search on her own. Hearing Donovan’s name however, would cause Bolcha to perk up, looking in Malphas’ direction with a mildly surprised expression. “What are you looking for Donovan for?” He’d ask, perhaps, some mild concern present in Bolcha’s voice.