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I'm back! Still recovering but I'm finally home again.
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So... I ended up having to be hospitalized... Doing fine but not enough to go home yet. Sorry for the delays. Hopefully will be back home this week.
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I've just realized that in all the 9 years I've been part of this site, I've never had to change my name, make an alt account or anything like that!
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"Humanity takes great pride in three things. Their willpower, their greed and their mortality.

Their will and endless greed allows them to grow and ascend past other creatures
But their mortality denies them divinity

It's a delightful purgatory between being Fallen and being Divine"


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Come on everyone, where are you?
Wow, I'm glad that I was able to finish my post without anyone posting another one!

But taking that out of the way, I'm actually very, very happy that this RP is so popular, with the IC having over 10 posts in less than 12 hours!

PS: @PaulHaynek will have a heart attack when he sees all the mess we've done
Freyr


Things went wrong faster than Freyr thought that they would with the arrival of a litch. All the other members seemed to be pretty fine. Every single one on them had their own particularity, their own quirks, and that made Freyr extremely curious. Thankfully, no one had pulled his ears, at least not until that moment. The trouble started when the litch lady arrived. With an extremely arrogant tone of voice, she didn't even bothered in talking to the others, instead starting to belittle them with harsh and cruel words.
With the rest of the introductions being made, Freyr knew the names of almost everyone, there were still some left to introduce themselves, but with all the confusion and tension in the air, as the Litch lady, who said that her name was Liliana Morgana Felica Francis Natalie IV, an awfully long and unnecessary name, if you asked Freyr, started arguing with the mage, Matti. The scene that followed was one that Freyr didn't wanted to partake. As the litch girl continued with her arrogant tone, even threatening, Matti himself came down from the roof, rather irritated about her behavior. For a second, Freyr thought that they would both try to kill themselves, especially after Matti himself started saying what he thought about the witch girl.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but the man called Bartholomew said tha-" he tried to say, to calm down everyone, but his words fell on deaf ears as the other one who was in the roof, Bunny, also came down, threatening the litch lady herself shortly after Tue tried to calm down everyone, albeit in a slightly unusual manner.

"As the next Demon Lord, I will not be forced to spit out such long words so often! Now, I command us all to be nice to eachother, and get along." Tue said, folding her arms haughtily. Although she was trying to look intimidating, that pose made Freyr giggle, as he couldn't feel any bloodlust coming from her, making her pose have the exact opposite effect for him, instead of feeling mighty and powerful, he thought she was adorable.

"I'd suggest you not be my enemy." she said, with a very threatening tone. Unlike Tue, Freyr could feel the bloodlust on her. Certainly, if things continued like that, Bunny would attack without a second thought.

"I... Excuse-me." he said, shaking his head in disappointment as he walked forward and gave an unnaturally high and agile jump, landing like a feather in the roof of the building, where he sat, patiently waiting for Bartholomew. Maybe he could do something about all that confusion... Freyr himself had a lot of questions for Bartholomew. He knew very little about the world outside of the forest, and with each thing that happened, each new creature appeared to introduce themselves, he had even more questions.
He had absolutely no idea of what race most of the other members were. At least half of them were strange to him. He knew humans, orcs, mages, but all the other ones were a mystery to him. Although he would love to know more about them, he didn't want to have to fight with some of them, so instead of trying to remain down there, he simply went to the roof, which was way quieter, without all the tension and threatening. Quietly waiting for Bartholomew, he remained sitting down on the roof, staring at each one of the other members, trying to know what they were.






Bast Ragoczy


Bast kept quiet, carefully hearing as the other members introduced themselves, until a particularly interesting individual called him.
Wearing a very interesting and beautiful blue robe, he seemed to be a mage or a scholar, his name was Matti Virta.

"I would like to discuss of discrete matters with you as well, mister Ragoczy. My name is Matti Virta, the financial manager for the guild as well as the resident healer. If you have any injuries or unpatched wounds I ask that you report to me before you head out on a quest. I will look forward to working with you all."

"Why, of course Mr. Virta. And please, call me Bast. There is no need for such formality." he said touching his hat in a quick greeting.
"You seem to be a very knowledgeable gentleman, I would be very pleased to have an conversation with you. After Herr Bartholomew comes back, would you like to join me for a cup of tea?" he said asked, maintaining his noble pose.
Indeed, he seemed to be a very reasonable and knowledgeable fellow. Polite and intelligent, he apparently was the type of person who gives more value to logic than emotions.

"Thank you for the compliments, Sir Ragoczy." The knightess answered after he complimented her.

"But, I am not impressed. Keep your lecherous thoughts to yourself will you? I have no desire for such relations. If not, then I will kindly remind you what this sword of mine is used for." she said. Despite her harsh words, he could perceive an unmistakable blush spreading across her cheeks.

"I was merely stating the truth, Miss Arletta. I am an extraordinaire gentleman, I would never stain the honor of a knightess with such dirty, lustful thoughts." he said, putting his hand over his chest.
"If you allow me to ask, what bad there is in merely saying the truth? I see not only the beauty of a woman in you, but I also see the beauty of a honorable knightess, the beauty of an unbreakable warrior, which will stand its ground and keep its word under any circumstance."
"That being said," he said with a flourished bow, gently taking her hand, touching it lightly and approaching his lips from her knuckled, but without actually touching them.
"I am very pleased to meet such a wonderful and virtuous knightess."

Even though things got really tense after the arrival of an undead lich lady, Bast remained calm. It was uncouth for a gentleman to be seen partaking in such unsightly situations such as openly threatening someone. The lady in question was called Liliana, and her first impression wasn't a good one. Rude, lacking good manners and acting in a completely uncivilized way, she wasn't someone that Bast would like to have as a company.

But instead of paying attention on the undead girl and her rude words, Bast instead went to greet the shoggoth maid, which hadn't said her name until now.
"Miss Gorschilthextreeb, Miss Winter," he said, pronouncing the shoggoth girl's name perfectly, without even the slightest error.
"Its a pleasure to meet you." he said, gently taking both of her hands and approaching his lips from her hands, but without touching them, as it would be rather invasive and impolite for someone to greet a maiden they didn't know with a kiss. Unlike many would think, Bast wasn't even slightly disgusted by the shoggoth maid's appearance, instead, treating her just like he would treat anyone else. Even the fact that shoggoths had a slime-like physiology didn't bothered him. Like an experienced gentleman, he took her hands while being careful (albeit in a very discreet way) to not get his clothes or hands dirty (which would be very embarrassing for both of them).
"Miss Gor, I must say, your cheerful personality is very refreshing! You are a wonderful company." he said, smiling to her.
"Miss Winter, your shyness is adorable! But I also see that you are a very caring person. I would love to know you better."

Although it could be seen as very slightly flirtatious, Bast's words, tone of voice and actions were extremely respectful. The perfect mix between being flirtatious, courteous and polite.

@Man Jack Frost @1Charak2 @Ariamis @Rune_Alchemist
LOL CALM DOWN EVERYONE!!!
I'm trying to write a post and when I'm halfway through there is another post on the IC
Same here, lol, I kinda missed that T__T

PS: Bast has just flirted with every single one of the monster girls currently present....

Did you guys see the edit I made on my post?

So... What do you think of Bast?
@Bazmund
Got it. That sounds really nice for me.

Regarding the attack, how much is the duration? I mean, it will stop as soon as someone attack him and disrupt his concentration or there is something more?

Which parts of her body the attack affected? Legs, arms...?
@13org It's not a physical attack. He's attacking her mind, to simulate a crippling wound. For example, it's the kind of magic that will make a person believe they've lost their legs, or been blinded. Although a physical attack works too - the mental attacks can come later, once Kat has weakened herself with anger.


Ooh got it!
But it the attack is still physical isn't it? I mean, the effects are mental, but the golden spark thingies need to hit her to be effective right?
Wow.... Bast is smooth...

Damn silver tongued bastard...
Freyr


Standing in the very center of the group, Freyr watched the building curiously, as the boy called Neil talked about it. On the forest he lived, there weren't any buildings like that. The villages were made on top of trees to avoid the dangerous forest floor. Although the city where the female Vieras lived had big temples and beautiful spires on top of the biggest trees in the forest, he never dared to venture too close from it. But more important and interesting than the building itself, was the number of people there with him. He couldn't lie, after spending so much time alone in the forest, living in the ruins of a place where once the male Vieras lived, he was very, very excited and happy to not be alone anymore.

As each one of them started presenting themselves, Freyr listened carefully, his big ears (a trademark of the Vieras, and the very thing that make them so popular when they go outside of their forests) moving and turning to hear their names.

"Neil, Arletta, Ryla, Anitta..." he repeated their names to himself. There were some who haven't told their names yet, but they all seemed to be good people. He couldn't help but stare at them, with curious eyes as they talked. There were all sorts of races and people, some wearing light clothes, other wearing big and heavy suits of armor, some wearing robes... Freyr particularly didn't understand why they needed so many clothes, and how they could even move themselves freely using all that, especially suits of armor.
Freyr himself wore only very light leather bracers coming up to his shoulders, cotton and leather pants, made to be flexible and give him at least some protection and leather shin guards. Anything more than that was unnecessary, as it would hamper his agility.
But the very fact that the Vieras never covered their bodies as much as the others did, made all those colorful, interesting clothes very beautiful and strange to his eye.

"... Oh, i'm sorry, My name is Feyr. I am a male Viera, probably the only one alive..." he said, surprised when it was his turn to present himself.
"Yes, male Vieras do exist. We are only even more secretive and secluded than the females are. Oh and please do not pull my ears... They are quite sensitive... " he said, his ears going down as he spoke it, almost as if he was already foreseeing that someone would try to pull them (which has already happened many times since he left the forest).
"I'm really happy to meet you all." Freyr said, with a kind smile. Anyone looking at him could see that he was actually very happy to meet them, to talk to them and to be with them in general.
"If you need any help, or even if you just want to talk, please let me know I will be glad to help you all."







Bast Ragoczy


Patiently waiting for his turn to talk, a mysterious man wearing magnificent, formal clothes and holding an elegant cane stood in the back of the group. His clothes, mannerisms, his impeccably white hair, the monocle, the discreet, but beautiful gold jewelry adorning his finger, hat and clothes made him feel incredibly out of place in the middle of all the others.

"Herr Bartholomew must be very busy, especially after reuniting so many different people, from so many races in one place!" he said, walking forward to the group to present himself, looking to all the different races there.
"I have many names, but you can call me Bast. Bast Ragoczy." the man said, taking off hit top hat in a flourished bow.
"Its a pleasure to meet you all. So many beautiful and interesting ladies, and even a male viera! I'm almost feeling intimidated!" he said, putting the hat back on, laughing.
"We do have quite the work ahead of us, indeed, but I'm sure that with a little bit of effort, we can restore the building back into its former glory. I wonder what happened to it to become like this..." Bast said, answering the girl in armor and looking to the building.
"Don't hesitate in asking me any question you feel like, after all, if there is something I have is knowledge and secrets. And I would also love to know you all better. With so many lovely companions, I'm sure that one thing we wont have is boredom!"

Bast was quite interested in all the different people there. A witch doctor, a knightess, a shoggoth maid, a blade dancer... He was certain in accepting herr Bartholomew's offer, it promised to be very entertaining.

"Herr Bartholomew has quite the eye to find interesting people! I am quite amazed myself!" He said, looking to the others with a very satisfied expression.

"Although I must say, he also has a very good eye for women!" He said with a mischievous smile.

"Pardon my indelicacy, but... You ladies are simply breathtaking!" He said putting his hands together on top of his cane in a noble pose.

"Deadly, swift and beautiful, the grace of a blade dancer is unparalleled in combat. Strong, with an iron will, unbreakable, a knightess's honor and virtues are incorruptible. Knowledge coming from ages and ages of culture and tradition, the inquisitive spirit of a scholar, the witch doctor uses the knowledge as it's weapon, as sharp as any blade. And how could anyone forget the kindness and caring nature of a maid? Always there ready to help, resting your head while under the care of a maiden is enough to raise anyone's spirits." Bast said as he walked to the back of the group, looking directly to the eyes of each one of them as he passed, with a gentle stare.

"Ruthless, ferocious and the ultimate hunter on the sea, the mershark's dangerousness only makes her even more beautiful. A mask is just like a beautiful painting, once you understand then completely they only become even more beautiful. Their charm is unrivalled, dancing, acting, losing your heart to a mask is very easy. A wendigo, a living fortress, as impenetrable as the cold and harsh winter itself, but at the same time, their embrace is warm and full of love." He said getting back to the place he was before.
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