[Center][color=ed1c24][h2]Fujiwara no Mokou[/h2]
Level 8 (holding 2 level ups)
31/80

Location: Location: The Midnight Walk - Cursed Armory
Wordcount:  559 (+1 exp)[/color][/Center]

Mokou’s first instinct upon waking up in this strange location was to flex her fingers, willing a spark of magic to ensure she was still good. The lack of a spark should have been a terrifying prospect for a woman who used magic constantly, but she only let out a light sigh as she slowly floated off the ground, hands in her pockets once more, [color=ed1c24]“I’ll take this as a reminder to step forward myself if we happen to find any presumably magical structures. Random teleportation is an annoyance”[/color] she says as she looks around the armory, leaning in to inspect a nearby set of cloaks, [color=ed1c24]“Looks like we ended up in an armory. Magical too, by the looks of it. Wouldn’t be surprised if these were cursed though”[/color] with that statement, the Phoenix immediately grabbed a hat from one of the stands, placing it on her head.

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[b]Dark Artist's Hat[/b] (Cursed)  - increases defense, magic damage, and magic critical chance while also decreasing mana costs. Also boosts the damage dealt by summons by a lot. This item is cursed, and equipping it inflicts the Disorder OSTEOGENESIS IMPERFECTA. This Disorder increases physical damage taken, causes physical attackers to take damage and bleed due to the sufferer's  spiky brittle bones, and when downed the sufferer receives two persistent random injuries that need dedicated treatment to heal
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Mokou blinks slightly, adjusting the hat on her head while also flexing her hand, feeling the difference in her body. It was… A strange sensation, but while she was certain it was supposed to be unpleasant, it also felt… Refreshing. The Elixir meant that she [i]never[/i] changed, and because of that, even this slight change was enough to BE something.

In a life spent unchanging, that was a rarity. Even if it was a curse.

[color=ed1c24]“... Hm. Well, I can confirm that these are cursed. Not entirely awful curses though it seems, I think I’ll be keeping this hat”[/color] the phoenix comments as she places her hands in her pockets, floating around the armory while glancing at other items… Her eyes eventually being driven to a particular sword. While not a swordsman herself, her interest in the blade’s design led her to reach out her hand, grasping the hilt and pulling it out from its display.


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[b]Sky Fracture[/b] (Cursed) - a long-handle sword forged from cobalt, bone, and magic. It is very high-quality and inflicts impressive damage in skilled hands. It can launch magical blue swords to deal equal damage from long range. This item is cursed, and equipping it inflicts the Disorder NECROPHAGE. This Disorder compels the sufferer to move toward any dead bodies they can see (within reason) or smell in order to eat them, ignoring everything else. Any body can be eaten in a single massive bite, and doing so will give All Stats Up for one minute in addition to healing a little
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This time, there were no immediate signs of a curse taking event. Mokou was not stupid and knew that meant it was just more subtle, but regardless, with herself [i]already[/i] cursed, she chose to just go along with it, resting the sword’s handle on her shoulder as she floated back to Sectonia, [color=ed1c24]“Well, unless you want to do curse roulette, think it’s best we figure out how to get out of here. Would blow open the door, but-"[/color] Mokou snapped her fingers, her signature magic technique that resulted in no visible sparks of flame, [color=ed1c24]"Guess they prepared for that. Unless you haven't tried the door yet. In which case-"[/color] the phoenix continues, walking over to the door and placing her hand on it to try and push it open.