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Current You know you're getting old when you start getting excited after discovering a new cleaning product that makes it SO, SO MUCH easier to clean stains from the bathroom floor.
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4 mos ago
I'm back! Still recovering but I'm finally home again.
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5 mos ago
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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10 mos ago
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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Aimée Bellerose


"I hate spiders, I hate spiders..." Aimée repeated to herself as she ran away from them. She could hear the noise of their paws walking behind them. It was almost too much to count, and that didn't help one bit to calm Aimée down.
She was grateful for Sonya, even if that ice wall didn't hold the spiders for too long, every meter separating those things from her counted right now.

Things appeared to be lost when they ran into a large wooden door. The large metal lock reflected the dim light in the cave, almost mocking them as Odessa tried to pick it without much success.

"T-they are coming!" Aimée said, as she heard the horrible noise echoing through the cave.
But suddenly, a louder noise caught her attention. It was the pleasant noise of wood cracking and metal hitting metal. Silas had succeeded in breaking the iron lock, opening the door.

"How Improper is the War-hammer now?" Silas said, letting the others get inside.

Aimée didn't waste any time and immediately jumped inside. After everyone got inside, the first thing to do was to barricade the door, after all, they couldn't just leave someone there, holding the door forever. Luckily, there was a heavy bookshelf close. With a bit of effort, they were able to use it to barricade the door. They could still hear the sound of the spiders hitting the door, but it was sturdy enough to not break, and they were not strong enough to push the bookshelf. They were safe, for now.

After the things calmed down a little, she finally took a good look around, and was able to see the room where they entered. It was old, very, very old. A thick layer of dust covered almost everything inside. It was quite obvious that no one had touched that room for a long time. Surprisingly enough, it was full of valuable things. Old, but still valuable nonetheless. Very old books, weapons and etc. Aimée was very interested about those books. She would enjoy taking a look at them. Who knows? Maybe they had ancient stories, tales and legends forgotten by the time? But before that, she needed to thank someone first.

"Silas, I could give you a kiss right now!! I need to compliment you, your hammer really did the job!" Aimée said, jumping on him, hugging the man, almost making him drop the book he was holding. She was genuinely happy and much more relaxed after getting away from the spiders. It was clear that Aimée didn't liked bugs that much...
"What is that book you're reading? Anything interesting?" she asked, jumping and peeking over his shoulder to take a better look at the book he was holding. But before he could answer, a very loud noise echoed through the walls, almost like a lightning strike. Strangely enough, it seemed to come from one of the rooms nearby.

“There.” Jehan said, pointing to where the noise had come from.

"No... I don't think that it was the orcs... It sounded almost like a lightning strike... Maybe it has to do with the book you are holding Silas?" Aimée asked, taking a better look at the book in question.
A strange symbol of a half moon adorned its cape, it almost looked like a grimoire or a magic book of some sorts. She didn't know why, but something on that symbol sparked her interest.

"Can I see it, Silas? I don't know why, but something tells me that this is a very important book..." Aimée said, suddenly getting serious as she approached the book, looking at it.

"Call it female intuition!" she said again, winking playfully to Silas before taking it from his hands and opening it.

Will have my post done tomorrow. Both for Yasha and for Nyna.

@Thecrash20
Nyna and Spooky are heading to E-Rantel, right? So would you mind if my next post I started taking us through Katze Plains, heading towards the city?

@Lugubrious
I suppose Arcos city is the one just below the mountains, right?
Will have my post done by tomorrow! :-)

Writer's block T__T Will have something done tomorrow, promise!
Faust Arzt


Faust raised an eyebrow as he heard Genesis apologizing with him in German. It was a surprise for him that Genesis could talk German too. What was his first language? He did mention he was something akin to an angel... right? He said that he was pretty old. Those questions really sparked Faust's interest, it would be an interesting thing to ask.

"Don't worry too much about it, at least I can help you to clean it afterwards." Faust said, with an amicable smile.

"Talking about mother language..." Faust replied after he heard Genesis talking about talking only with his own kind.
"Would you mind telling me a bit about the place where you came? Your race and everything..." Faust said, being very careful to not sound offensive about all that.

"I hope I'm not saying anything offensive. Its just because it really sparked my interest." Faust said, laughing.
"You said you were pretty old, right?" He asked, taking another sip of tea.
"Well... I love history..." Faust said, laughing.

@Ocheewa




Ominar, Victorious Secrets
Day 3: 9am
interacting with:
@Tuujaimaa's Nabriales
and
@Raijinslayer's Damian



Everything was going perfectly well. Damian would be a delightful snack. It would be enough to satiate her urges, at least for now. Until Something rather interesting happened. Instead of trying to flee, she felt the boy's hand reach her waist, pulling her closer to him.

"What?" She thought to herself, confused. His voice was strange as well, almost like it wasn't coming from his mouth, but reverberating around him.

"Normally, you'd be right Ms. Corinna. But right now. . . I'm tired of being prey." He said, suddenly losing form and definition, turning into a violet mist, swirling and coiling around her like a mist.
She could immediately feel the darkness around her, dulling her vision and movements, together with a multitude of violet eyes staring at her. She could feel the uncomfortable cold sensation and the unnatural fear trying to influence her. Anyone else would be panicking with fear, but Corinna wasn't a simple creature... She was also a licentia, she was familiar with those type of powers. They were indeed troublesome to deal with, but she had some tricks on her sleeve to deal with pesky nightwalkers... If Damian had simply done that and kept silent, Corinna would simply retreat and get away, but the words he said cut her deeper than his actions could ever do.

Corinna was almost hissing with rage after hearing his words. How dared he! Who he thought he was? He would soon find out that she was a lot more trouble to deal with than just that. He thought that simple gimmick was enough to stop her? The tendrils slowing her down were indeed quite annoying... almost as much as the darkness draining her vis away from her. She hated to have things taken from her, not only that but she hated even more those who didn't knew their places...

Corinna's expression immediately changed, but instead of showing fear, which would be normal to most people, her eyes showed only an increasing killing intent and hostility, as a terrifying smile marked her face. She spoke nothing, but only her stare was enough to make someone understand that she wouldn't joke around. It was almost impossible to say that she was the same person as the gentle and flirty woman from before. Those were the eyes of someone who wasn't afraid of killing, the eyes of a truly dangerous creature. As soon as he looked at her, he would know that those words he just said were a mistake. Perhaps even more than his own actions. Although she couldn't move as fast as she wanted, she still could move. Getting out her gloves and using her silk would be enough to teach that boy who was the real prey here. She would make him swallow those belligerent and conceited words down...

But before she could even move herself, the darkness suddenly disappeared. She was not in the store anymore. Damian wasn't there. The only thing that was still left was her irritation with what happened and her bloodlust.
In front of her, sitting in a table with the same charismatic smile from before, stood none other than Nabriales himself. Corinna was still a little confused on why she was there, but that didn't matter right now. She had a small suspicion that all that was carefully planned by the same man who was now sitting on a chair with a glass of wine on his hand, waving at her.
Corinna was already in a bad mood, and his smile and the confusing situation weren't helping.

"I see that my potion worked! Not exactly as intended, but you must agree that it was certainly the best tour anyone has ever given you?" the man said, with the same musical tone on his voice from before.

After taking a few minutes to orientate herself, looking around and blinking her eyes a few times, Corinna looked directly to Nabriales with piercing eyes. She was still exuding an dangerous aura, and didn't even bother to hide her spider legs, instead taking off her gloves, showing her arms, covered in a black, lustrous and sharp exoskeleton.

"Predators can never resist easy prey, can they? It must be so odd for you, then, that you have stumbled into the web of a beast far greater than yourself. I would very much like to make a deal with you, Corinna... Would you be amenable to discussing business?" He continued, his words confirming her thoughts from earlier. He was indeed behind everything that just happened.

"Mister Nabriales... That was an incredibly dangerous thing to do..." Corinna said, disregarding the chair in front of her, instead using her spider legs to sit down.

"You underestimate me, Nabriales... Although your display of power was quite... impressive, I would suggest you to be careful, as I hate being played with..." She continued, playing with very thin, almost invisible silk strands on her hands, twirling and stretching them on her fingers.

"Although I must admit, your timing was nothing short of perfect. If you had waited a bit more, your little assistant would be in deep trouble. You see... I don't like to play with toys that don't know their own place." She said, stretching the silk on her hands, making a sharp sound as they reflected the light from the room she was in. As soon as Nabriales looked at it, he would know that those strings were infused with vis.

"You shouldn't underestimate me just because I am not a nightwalker... My silk isn't just for show, you see... Just a simple movement, and your little helper would find his darkness powers incredibly useless... I like to think that they are even more dangerous than a Nightwalker's shapeshifting ability. The things I can do with my silk are only limited by my own creativity." Corinna said, forming a small roll with the thin silk thread, cutting it with one of her sharp fingers and putting on the table in front of Nabriales, making a discreet signal with her hand for him to inspect it.

"Don't be mistaken... Being a beast is one thing, being a predator is another entirely different thing. Being a predator is not about brute strength or mindless ferocity. A beast is nothing near an experienced predator, and remember, I am always the predator. I would suggest you to not underestimate that if you want to make deals with me. After all... Underestimating me is the last mistake that my preys ever make." Corinna said, taking the wine glass on her hands and taking a small sip on it. Her pleased expression was quite obvious after she drank it, but even the discreet smile she made after drinking it, wasn't enough to dissipate the threatening aura around her. She was still obviously in a dangerously bad mood.

"I am indeed interested in some products at your store. I must say that your selection is quite... impressive. Some itens could prove to be incredibly useful for me. As for what I'm offering in return, I'm sure that this small sample I just gave you is more than enough for you to see the quality of my thread. You should quickly perceive how many uses it has... Now... What would you have for me?" Corinna asked, taking another sip of wine, still sitting on her spider legs. Corinna's voice, tone and expression were a bit more calmer as she said that, but there was still a slight tone of irritation on her voice. That sudden change would be enough for Nabriales to know that he wasn't talking with a naïve girl. Her tongue would quickly prove to be as sharp and poisonous as her own fangs.

"I will admit... It was rather rude and careless of me of attacking him on this store... After all, I am just a guest here. But in my defense... Would you hold back yourself in such situation? You offered him to me so easily... You gave me the perfect opportunity, you even made it easier for me to get closer to him... It would be rude of me to not take that opportunity, right? After all... refusing the food someone offered you is incredibly rude, am I right?" Corinna said, with a mischievous smile.

"I do apologize for my actions, but you should know better than show a piece of meat to a predator and expect it not to bite it... Especially in front of someone who haven't had a... meal for quite a long time, thanks for a little carelessness regarding a certain man a few months ago... Oh, but don't worry, I never had the intention of killing him. I would only give him a little bite... But that was before what happened... I do think he deserves a little bit more than just a bite, after toying with me..." Corinna said, cutting a piece of meat and eating it, not even trying to hide her sharp fangs from the man in front of her. Upon paying a little bit more of attention, it would be obvious that Corinna wasn't actually trying to be threatening, but she was simply not bothering to hide her real body from the man in front of her.

"Oh, and I must compliment you for this wine... Its simply marvelous. It certainly is being effective in appeasing my mood. Although I won't promise I won't attack that arrogant boy if I see him again... So I would suggest you to hide him from me, at least for now." she said, taking another sip at the glass of wine.

"Now, I've already said much about myself. Would you mind telling me a little bit about yourself? After all... This is already a deal, am I right? Information for information. And I'm particularly interested in your... peculiar powers." Corinna said, leaning back on her spider legs, studying Nabriales' reactions, with a gentle and genuinely interested expression.

If one paid enough attention at Corinna, they would easily realize all the changes on her expression, body language, words and even tone. It was almost too many things to notice, some abrupt and easily noticeable and others discreet and subtle. If one paid enough attention to realize all that, they would probably ask themselves who really was Corinna? Who really was that woman? What did she hide beneath all those masks she wore?
Freyr


"Freyr, w-we need to...to stick together, but you try and sneak. I-I'm big, so I can draw its attention. And my helmet will keep it from...t-t-t-tearing my throat out..." Freyr heard Magnus saying. Indeed he was big and undoubtedly he was more resistant than Freyr, but something told Freyr that that was no simple wolf. He could easily see how nervous Magnus was, but Freyr couldn't blame him. Freyr himself was terribly nervous and uncomfortable due to the forest being silent, but he was trying his best to hide it.

Vieras are naturally attuned to the forest, both magically and physically, and that only heightened the discomfort Freyr was feeling right now. It wasn't only the howls, but the terrible silence... It was almost if the forest itself was dead.. He wasn't able to feel the forest breathing anymore. Even the trees were strange, marked with big oddly shaped claw marks. Were those marks made by the creature?

But before he could do anything, a very distinct sound of footsteps interrupted his thoughts. They were coming from behind.
Out of pure reflex, Freyr turned back, with his bow on his hands, but there was nothing there. The sounds were too clear to be his imagination. But the most disturbing thing weren't the steps he heard, but the terrible howl, followed by an ominous wind that was almost inviting them to go deeper into the forest.

Something was terribly wrong...

"Magnus, I will be moving fast, you probably won't hear or see me, but my senses are sharp. Just call my name and I'll come. I'll always keep an eye on you, don't worry." Freyr said, with his eyes extremely alert and his ears twitching and turning non stop. It was clear that he was in full alert.
"Something... Something is terribly wrong here... This... is not an common animal. The forest is reacting in a completely unnatural way to it..." Freyr mumbled loud enough for Magnus to hear just as he gave a powerful jump, disappearing on the trees above them, moving deeper into the forest. He needed to know what exactly was that creature.

@GoddessOfNature @The Irish Tree



Bast Ragoczy


"It is ironic, isn't it? That the 'monsters' were the one that came to help. And we still say that they are the monsters..." Bast said, with a small chuckle.
Violence, chaos and destruction wasn't anything new. Bast had already seen other towns have a similar or even worse fate, and most of the times, the reason was either greed or just a simple desire to cause chaos and destruction. People indeed were extremely interesting to watch...

"But leaving that aside, I'm sure that the town will get back up on its feet. Especially with the help of the mermaids. Truly, the mermaids helping the town isn't anything surprising. What has really surprised me is seeing a dark priest wanting to help the town... That doesn't seem the 'style' of your order, am I right?" Bast asked, looking at Riñas with a mischievous smile.

That was when he heard Jezamine speaking, and what she said further piqued his interest.
"Surely one of the Fallen is not just helping a village out of the kindness of his own heart, is he? Please tell me there's something else going on here...?" she said.

"That is a very... interesting question, Miss Jezamine. Everything in this world is a trade. No one ever does anything out of pure kindness. Those who do are either mad or simply delusional. That is one thing that my experience taught me very well..." Bast said, studying Riñas' reaction.

"So... What are your true reasons? Don't worry, I will not judge, or try to stop you. You have my word on that. I am in fact interested on the outcome of this... mission." he said following the dark priestess.

"Very well, Miss Riñas, what exactly are we doing here? I'm at your disposal." Bast asked, with a smile.

@PaulHaynek @Lady Selune
@BurningDaisies @Hammerman
As I said, i'm fine either way. If you guys want to write a collab to maybe get the characters know each other a little bit or skip the travel is up to you guys. Just waiting for your words to get to work XD
@BurningDaisies @Hammerman

I am good either way.

:-)
How should we do that? Getting to the city I mean...

Should we write a collab or...?

@Thecrash20 (Nyna)

@Hammerman @Rune_Alchemist (Yasha)
I don't know what to do regarding Bast... Should I wait for @Lady Selune or keep posting?
@PaulHaynek

Will have my posts done tomorrow.

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