13org

Avalia

Time: Morning.
Location: Forest near the Sun Elf Kingdom.
Interactions: Cadence @Helo, Soruklithbaal @Alivefalling, Sakura @baraquiel

Ayita, Cade and Sakura ran for a good time. Due to the adrenaline and her giving everything her body had in order to run away from the monstrous skeleton dragon. At first, Ayita felt fear. Even though the fire was mostly gone with only the smell of smoke and burnt trees remaining, it was still vivid in her mind. It was the same as when her village was burned to the ground... Then, it was anger. Just like there were those responsible for burning her village, there was someone responsible for sending that undead dragon after them... Aklenroth. He was just like the ones back in her world... He wanted her and the other humans dead and the fire created by the undead dragon was just the catalyst she needed to turn her fear into anger and focus it into Aklenroth. With nothing but the will to survive and anger in her mind, Ayita didn't realize that she was using magic for the entire duration. Trees passed through her as nothing more but a blur. Focusing only on the path ahead of her, the world around her was just an indistinguishable blur. Everything that was either besides her or behind her didn't matter. The only thing that did was the path that she had right in front of her.

After finally stopping running, it took a little while for Ayita to calm herself down and be able to hear and understand those around her. The stranger who had helped them, using some sort of magic, suggested for them to rest. Indeed, both her mind and her body were in need of a little rest. Still in a daze and recovering herself, Ayita was only able to hear parts of what the woman said. Fortunately, she did hear her name. She was called Sakura.

"Ayita... Thanks for the help." she said, still with her muscles painfully tense, enough for Cade and Sakura to be able to see a few veins on her legs and thighs.

"Did I...?" Ayita asked, after she heard Cade saying that she had used wind magic with an excited voice.

"Sorry I... There was the fire, the undead dragon and... I'm sorry. My mind was just in another place." she said, giving a deep breath before recovering her composure.

"Wind magic... I'm just as surprised as you are, Cade... I felt something strange as I started running. It is hard to describe... My steps got lighter and it became much easier to run. How can I say... It was a primal feeling, almost like an instinct. I still need to train and get used to this new power as I have no idea on what can I do with it yet... But I'm sure that this will help us to fight against Aklenroth." Ayita said, looking to herself, just as surprised as Cade was.

Truth be told, she was happy. Even though her head was filled with many other thoughts and feelings, she wanted to feel how it was to use her magic again, to run as fast as she did. Deep down inside, she felt different. Not different as in 'powerful', but a strange connection to the wind. To feel it embracing her, hear it's whispers and run with it. It was an exhilarating feeling she never experienced before.

"Sorry, right, introductions. I'm Ayita Ani' Wa'Ya. Thanks for your help back there, Sakura. Just as Cade said, we probably wouldn't be here if you didn't help us. Anyone who had the courage to help complete strangers, against an undead dragon nonetheless, surely is a welcome company. If you wish, that is." Ayita said, with a discreet nod of her head, once again thanking Sakura for her help.

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Within the Ashkevron Residence, Askavi. Faeril's secret work room

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Mikhail raised an eyebrow as Gennar replied to Dareen's words as she called that a 'torture room'. Even though she was technically correct, the Eyrien warrior didn't seem to take those words kindly, taking them as an offense to Faeril. Even though Mikhail was currently busy with another thing, he couldn't help but notice how strongly Gennar reacted to that word, stronger than one normally would. Even though Dareen had no intention of offending neither Faeril nor anyone, it did seem that those words had another meaning to Gennar, something much more personal as he spoke about his mother and his family before finishing.

Before he turned back to the prisoner he was currently 'interrogating', he looked to Dareen, nodding towards her in response to her reply to his previous question. Even though it was clear that she didn't exactly enjoy being there, Mikhail could understand her reasoning. She wanted something to do, even if that meant watching Mikhail torturing someone.

"There are fates much worse than death." Mikhail said, looking to the bound man with a predatory stare.

"I can provide you with one of those and if it's not enough to 'persuade' you..." Mikhail continued.

"Would you happen to know what exactly a Black Widow is capable of? I wonder how easy would it be for one to extract everything we want to know from your mind before tearing and completely destroying it. Madness can be much worse than death." he said, as he grabbed the man by his head with a quick movement of his hand, grasping it firmly as he approached the dagger from his right eye.

"I recommend you to look away, Dareen." Mikhail said, turning towards the Pruul witch before he went back to his previous task.

"Now, continuing from were we stopped... Do you have anything to say? It will be much easier and faster if you cooperate. Otherwise, I can keep you here for a long time before finally killing you." He said, slowly plunging the dagger into the man's eye.

It didn't take much for the unfortunate prisoner to realize by the way Mikhail was moving that he knew exactly where he should cut, pierce or crush in order to inflict as much pain as possible without killing. It would take an extraordinary amount of willpower in order to resist what was about to come.

• 葉隱 •

Haofeng

Truth be told, when Haofeng stepped inside the city, he didn't thought much about the stares and the overall bad atmosphere. Being a half Goristani living in Tsukushima, he was already used in being treated in a... less than desirable manner. Due to that, Haofeng wasn't really clueless about the 'shady' aspects of a city and how to generally avoid most common problems such as scams and bandits. Unfortunately, exactly due to being already used with those types of things, Haofeng was careless and ended up falling for an extortion scheme ran by the local authorities. Again, nothing new, but this time, he was caught by surprise and had no options but to surrender himself.

With his blade and most of his concealed tools taken away, Haofeng knew the moment he was thrown in a small cell with a few other prisoners, that trying to escape now wasn't the best choice. They were under surveillance and even if he tried to escape, he didn't knew where his weapons were neither were to escape. When the guard mentioned they would be transferred for a prison though, Haofeng raised an eyebrow, paying attention to his words. If he was lucky, a chance would appear for him to slip away from that situation.

Taking a glance around the cell, Haofeng was surprised to see two women in the same situation as he was. Normally, women were simply killed upon committing any crimes. The rest of the group was surprisingly enough, quite varied and 'exotic', including an old man who smelled like sake, a mountain of a man and a guy who seemed to have a similar age than Haofeng himself. Quite the contrary of the thugs and bandits that were so common in such troubled times. Despite his curiosity regarding why such an unlikely group was reunited here, in the same situation as Haofeng himself, the crimes they committed, or didn't, wasn't something he cared about.

There wasn't much time for Haofeng to relax or to think before him and the other prisoners were transported to the back of an armored cart, ready to be transferred to the prison. One thing Haofeng noticed, much to his own misfortune was that the security was nowhere near as lax as he was expecting... Not only the armored cart was made so it was unlike they would be able to escape but they were escorted by a surprising number of guards, his hands and feet bound by chains as the prisoners were conducted one by one to the back of the cart. At least their weapons and possessions would be transported with them to the prison. Even if they were in a different cart, it did give Haofeng a small hope. That said, he did imagine it wouldn't go that well for him if they actually went through his possessions when they got to the prison and saw the frightening amount of poisons and venoms he usually carried with him...

Most of the trip was done in complete silence aside from the sounds made by the horses or the cart as it moved. Most of the other prisoners were either sleeping, not in the mood for talking or had their own troubles to think about instead of simply trying to talk with one another. Honestly, Haofeng was somewhat grateful for that. Even if his situation was far from good, silence was always welcome for him to organize his thoughts. Escaping wasn't impossible. It would be hard and the plan he had made in his mind would involve doing some risky and unpleasant things but with some luck...

Before he could think about anything more though, Haofeng's thoughts were suddenly interrupted as the card began to shake and jerk violently. Whatever it was happening outside, judging by the horses' panicked noises and the yelling wasn't really good news... At least for the guards. For Haofeng, it could mean the perfect opportunity to escape. Using the noises as a distraction, Haofeng began contorting himself in order to loose the chains enough so he could free himself. While it would be an almost impossible task for most people, due to Haofeng's body type and his training, he had a very flexible body and with a little bit of effort, including popping some joints off their place, it wouldn't be that hard if nobody interrupted him. When he was almost done though, something struck the side of the cart with an incredible force, sending it flying and tearing part of the roof away and forcing him to immediately stop what he was doing, even though he was almost freeing himself.

With his arms still bound, Haofeng looked around trying to assess the situation. Most of the other prisoners were there but the other one who had a similar age to his own. Judging by the broken chains, either he somehow broke them himself or the impact did, freeing him. Looking out of the opening in the roof of the cart, Haofeng could see part of the other cart, where the chest his weapons were stored probably were. If he was able to free his arms, he could probably retrieve his possessions and flee. The biggest problem was that due to the impact, the chains were much tighter than they were before and even if he used his flexibility, it would be very hard to escape by himself. While Haofeng wasn't expecting the young samurai to return and free the others, he was surprised to see him doing exactly that. Even though he was already free and had no reason to help them, the man came back and started freeing them one by one.

"I didn't expect you to come back, you have my thanks." he said, with a discreet bow as he thanked the man and stretched his arms, which were still quite sore from the sudden movements and the impact from being thrown around inside of the cart.

While he was grateful for the stranger coming back and freeing him, Haofeng didn't really completely trust neither him not the other prisoners and as such, he immediately headed outside to get his weapons and tools from the chest. Even though Haofeng had an idea of what had attacked them, the second he went outside he quickly realized what had attacked them by the sounds in the distance and the horses, which were cleanly decapitated.

"Demons..." he said to himself just as he stepped outside of the wagon, looking around carefully for any sign of danger before going to the chest and quickly getting his things.

• 葉隱 •

「强龙难压地头蛇。」

Q I Á N G L Ó N G N Á N Y Ā D Ì T Ó U S H É.

E v e n a d r a g o n s t r u g g l e s t o c o n t r o l a s n a k e i n i t s n a t i v e h a u n t.

N A M E

Bai'Mì Haofeng, The deadly viper.
^{Surnames always come first in chinese}

hundred (百) | (秘) secret
grand (浩) | (东) summit
百秘 浩东

A G E

Eighteen.

T O T E M

Snake.

A P P E A R A N C E

Standing at 1,83m, Haofeng has a lean and athletic physique. Even though he cannot be considered 'muscular' or 'burly', his body and musculature were developed for another purpose. Where he lacks in raw strength, he excells in agility, speed and flexibility, hiding an exhaustively trained body underneath his apparent lean exterior.

Often wearing a traditional martial arts uniform from his family's martial arts style, Haofeng keeps his hair tied in a long braid, giving him quite an foreign appearance compared to most people in Tsukishima, making it clear that he comes from a family with mixed blood and the scars scattered through his body give him an even more exotic appearance, despite their grim origin. Other than that, his nails are another curious point about his appearance. Sharp, long and painted black, they look more like claws than mere nails. They're also suspiciously more rigid and strong than what normal nails should be upon touch...

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Around those whom Haofeng trusts, he is a surprisingly friendly guy. Easy to approach and generally open to conversation. That said, it would be wise to be careful around Haofeng... While he is loyal to those he consider close allies, to those whom he doesn't completely trust, he can be extremely cunning and treacherous. He has an extremely sharp mind and an even sharper tongue. Approaching people, making them trust him so he can know everything about them, even their weaknesses, manipulating them... He can be extremely hard to deal with even before the combat started.

S T R E N G T H S

T H E S E C R E T O F A H U N D R E D P O I S O N E D F A N G S

The fighting style used by Haofeng isn't a honorable one. With a heavy emphasis in the usage of deadly venoms and poisons, this style uses fast and agile movements together with poisons and venoms. His strikes are just as hard to predict as his movements. Wielding a light blade together with a number of other tools such as poisoned senbons and makibishi spikes and even using his own nails coated in poisons in situations where one needs to be discreet, every strike is fast, agile and lethal. Attacking from strange angles, using an opponent's blind spots to make an almost indefensible attack, using ambushes, stealth, with steps so light and movements so agile the user seems to be able to suddenly disappear from his opponent's sight... This fighting style was made to be efficient at one thing and one thing only, killing it's prey. Even if he isn't able to decapitate someone like the other styles due to both his special lightweight blade and the particular fighting style he uses, just a single graze from his blade is enough to deliver the deadly poisons on his blade. This sword style, created by the Bai'Mì family, is unique because it mixes traditional ancient Goristani martial arts and techniques found in Tsukushima, creating a unique and deadly mix.

Other than it's deadly techniques, this style is also known for it's incredibly dangerous and deadly poisons. Having more than a hundred secret poisons and venoms, this style has a poison for almost every single use a practitioner might need. Paralyzing poisons, deadly ones that need only a few seconds to be lethal, poisons that have a delayed activation to kill their target only a good time after being poisoned... One of their most feared poisons though is the infamous Gu poison, said to be incredibly lethal and almost impossible to survive once someone is poisoned with it.

Stories tell that this style is almost the complete antithesis of styles who have an emphasis on medicine and healing. Where those focus on healing and curing, the Bai'Mì family style focus on killing. According to these stories, the Bai'Mì family's secret style was developed first and foremost for assassinations. It doesn't teach his practitioner the bushido, honor or how to 'duel' against another samurai or martial artist. Instead, it simply teaches them how to kill their target.

Using both senbons, makibishi and a multitude of other tools, this style also uses a special type of blade, unlike those used by most other Tsukushiman styles. Being described as a hybrid between a Goristan Jian and a Tsukushiman Shikomizue,, forged with an exquisite technique and displaying an intricate pattern on it's surface is able to remain light, incredibly sharp while maintaining a good resistance. What makes this sword even more interesting is the fact that it has special, very thin grooves for the poisons applied by the user to flow towards the edge in an uniform way, without concentrating in just a small portion of the tip or simply dripping on the ground. While it appears to be a normal blade from the distance, experienced warriors, blacksmiths or those who know swords will almost immediately perceive a faint, but rather unique sound produced by this sword when swung.

C O I L I N G S N A K E

Just like a snake coiling it's body just before the strike, Haofeng can make his muscles tense up and store energy for an attack, being able to move in blinding bursts of speed when attacking. Rumors say that the strikes from advanced practitioners and masters of this technique can reach speeds faster than what the human brain can react and due to that, they trained their bodies to be able to react faster than normal humans. This makes hitting practitioners of this technique or defending against them incredibly tricky due to their reaction speed and their highly flexible bodies.

T H E V I P E R ' S D E N

"Even a dragon struggles to control a snake in it's native haunt." When fighting with his poisons and techniques, Haofeng will turn even the battlefield in his favor. No matter how strong or fast his opponent is, they will certainly struggle against a snake's cunning strikes.

W E A K N E S S E S

L I G H T W E I G H T

In order to have a fast, flexible body and especially due to attain the special, unique body structure needed to practice The Secret of a Hundred Poisoned Fangs, one needs to give up on raw strength and often have lean bodies and low body weight.

N O H O N O R

Unsurprisingly, not only the Bai'Mì family is not that well seen by the people from Tsukushima due to having strong mixed Goristani blood running through their veins, but they also do not follow the way of the sword. To samurais and martial artists from Tsukushima, using poisons and underhanded tactics such as the Bai'Mì family use would considered to be a disgrace to all martial artists and samurais. This is one of the reasons why Haofeng needs to hide his last name wherever he goes.

T H E M E

Still searching for it

The Vanishing Kingdom

^{@Guy0fV4lor@Arceroth}

"Oh, don't worry about that. I do have plenty of time! Plus, I'm sure his stories must be entertaining too." Maeve said, laughing as she heard Valia's words about Allard's stories. The large innkeeper sure seemed to be the type who had lots of interesting stories to tell.

When she heard the man who had arrived a moment ago saying about working and Allard mentioning some errands to be made, Maeve thought to herself, even if she didn't need money, it could be a good opportunity to have a small 'tour' around the city. Sure, that was only an option if Allard's errands could be made at night...

"Really? Would you?" Maeve asked, turning her head with an excited expression when Valia mentioned she might be able to perform some simpler dances to show her.

"You shouldn't overexert yourself though! I would be glad just listening about it." Maeve said, with a kind smile. Even though she didn't try to hide her excitement when she heard Valia's words, she didn't want the woman to get even more exhausted than she already was.

The second Valia teased Maeve about the other type of dances though, it was almost amusing to see how red Maeve's face became as she blushed, replying to her.

"I-I mean... It's not that I'm not curious but... Oh no! I don't have anyone like that yet..." She said, in an unexpectedly cute display of embarrassment.

"Well I... We do have traditional dances in Tundral, but I doubt they are as interesting as the ones you have here in Kalla. The nobility back in Tundral often make balls and parties to both show the other noble families their own power and influence... Or to commemorate one of their daughter's coming of age ceremony... Or an engagement... Honestly, Tundral nobles search for any excuse they can to throw a party." Maeve said with a giggle, regaining her composure in a surprisingly short amount of time after Valia teased her.

"Our musicians are also famous for their talent! Even though I am not really someone who likes exposing herself in those types of social gatherings, It's undeniable that it is indeed beautiful to watch. The beautiful, precise and graceful movements of a couple dancing..." She said with a smile.

It didn't take much for Valia to notice that the traditional Tundral dances, balls and parties were incredibly formal. They were almost completely opposite styles of dancing. Despite that, Valia would be able to perceive that even though Maeve was used with such a rigid, formal dance, she wouldn't have that many problems learning Kalla's traditional dances upon getting a quick glance at her body and muscles. Her figure was surprisingly delicate and feminine, yet, she had strong and flexible muscles and knew how to move herself with a surprising grace and flow.

The Five Senses

Karina Frost

If Karina wasn't under the effect of a deterrent, she would surely have frozen half of the clock tower already. Despite her silence, it didn't take much to realize how angry she was. She had hesitated, she could have killed Tayla and finished all that, it was already the second time the woman almost ruined her plans but instead, Karina let her run away... Again. Even though she tried to talk, to understand her reasons... Karina was naive. She was a cultist, a crazy lunatic just like the rest of the cultists. Next time she tries to escapes...

"No... Enough playing. There will be no next time." Karina said to herself with a menacing tone as she looked at the gaping hole where Smit had fallen and Tayla had just jumped to.

Even though Karina would love somehow get down and finish what she had started with Tayla, she was in a severe disadvantage. Not only she was unable to use her magic, but she was outnumbered, she didn't know where DB was (or even if he had survived the bell falling) neither where Týfurkh was... She had to find a way to get down, unfortunately, so far she was apparently stuck there.

"Damn it!!" Karina cursed again, holding herself to not shout.

Jumping down from where she was would be just suicide, her access to the stairs was gone, together with a good part of the floor and she wasn't able to use her magic just yet, thanks to that man somehow being able to find the correct deterrent to use against her. Waiting until the deterrent effect ended was not a good option too, since the noise probably alerted the entire town... A moment of hesitation, a single moment of hesitation was all that it was needed to put her in such a terrible situation...

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Outside of the Ashkevron Residence, Askavi -> Within the Eyrie, Faeril's secret work room

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Silently hearing Gennar's words, Mikhail nodded as he told them there was a better room for what he was planning to do than Belinar's own room. Not only it would be more discreet... But honestly, he didn't want to make things worse for him. Faeril still haven't noticed the mess he made on the entrance of her house when he killed some of the warriors using his wires...

Unceremoniously getting the unconscious body of the other warrior and putting it on his shoulder almost as if it was a mere sack of meat, Mikhail followed Gennar inside heading towards Faeril's work room. Once they got inside, much to his and Gennar's surprise, they found not only Faeril resting, which was something they already expected to find, but they also found Dareen standing outside, in the hall to Faeril's room. Meeting the Pruul witch's eyes with a stern look, Gennar simply made a gesture with his hands telling her to stay silent as he went to a second door. Upon entering the secret room, it was immediately clear that it was much more suited for the type of works Mikhail had in mind than the previous one. Obviously, it would be wise to maintain the existence of that room a secret from the rest. What did surprise him more though was when Gennar mentioned that the room was in fact, Faeril's other work room. A single glance around the room was enough for Mikhail to realize that the Black Widow was much more than just what she wanted others to believe.

Dropping the Eyrien warrior he was carrying a few meters away from where Gennar dropped his, who fortunately, was already awake, Mikhail started helping Gennar to store the many, old journals and books away in the big chest. While he did so, he took a quick glance to Dareen as she helped Gennar to store the journals, stopping for a brief moment to read one of them. While Mikhail wasn't particularly interested in their contents, her reaction after taking a glance at them quickly indicated him that those most definitely weren't books about healing.

"You don't need to stay here if you don't want to." Mikhail said to Dareen, soon after. He knew that watching or doing that sort of stuff wasn't for everyone and he didn't want to force Dareen to stay there if she didn't want to. Even though she didn't seem to be that shocked when she entered the room, Mikhail still wanted to give her a choice.

"Good, one of them is awake. I'll start with him first. The other will probably wake up too once I start." Mikhail said as he finished helping Gennar, finally turning to the already awake Eyrien warrior.

Kneeling besides him, Mikhail unsheathed one of the curved daggers he carried with him, stabbing the Eyrien in the thigh and them twisting the dagger. A quick stab, avoiding any dangerous veins, it's purpose wasn't to wound, but just to inflict pain. The searing pain would be enough to fully wake the still groggy Eyrien and tell him that Mikhail wasn't playing around.

"Shall we start?" Mikhail asked, pulling the dagger with a quick snap of his wrist and cleaning the blade on the Eyrien's clothes as he looked at him with a cold, penetrating expression.

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Nori Hirai

Nori Hirai

Name:

Nori Hirai

Age:

18

Appearance:

Standing at 1,80m tall, a bit above what would be considered 'average', Nori's appearance could be considered quite 'normal' if it wasn't for the curious style of clothes he often wears. Traditional Japanese kimonos with colorful and striking patterns coupled with earrings and nails which he often paint black make his appearance quite unique compared to the others. While it is quite certainly hard to ignore him, nobody really knows if he wears such unique clothes just because he likes to or due to being raised in quite a traditional Japanese family, but most people agree that they do fit his calm and tranquil personality quite well.

Personality:

Nori is a very calm and tranquil guy. Unlike most people of his age, who are always so preoccupied with their future, getting a job, college and seem to never have time to do anything, Nori seems to always have a tranquil and carefree smile on his face. Much like his parents, he believes life should be lived, appreciated and not rushed. Due to that, most people enjoy his company, both due to the apparently 'calming' aura he seems to have and the fact that he is a very pleasant and flexible person to have nearby, enjoying both the silence and a good conversation.

While most people may see him as a lazy, good for nothing guy (he doesn't really denies the fact that he is lazy), he is surprisingly intelligent and, when necessary, he can be surprisingly diligent, depending on what he needs to do. Despite that, Nori isn't the type of guy that actually likes to work hard and most of the times will do only strictly the necessary to accomplish his current task and nothing more.

Secret Wish

Nori wishes for nothing more but calm and tranquility. People nowadays live their lives almost as if they were eager to die. Trapped inside the cage they created themselves, most people forgot how to appreciate simple things such as the blue sky on a calm afternoon, the unique colors of the sunset and the beautiful shapes created by the wind and the clouds in the evening sky.

Background:

Even though Nori was born and raised in a traditional family with a rich historical heritage, his family was never overly strict like what most people believe a traditional Japanese family would. There was never any kind of pressure on Nori regarding his future or anything at all. His life was always tranquil as his family was always relatively wealthy and despite his laid back personality, Nori was always very talented and intelligent. Mostly due to the influence of his grandfather, whom he was really close, Nori grew very close and interested to his family's history and traditions, which made him become quite proficient in traditional calligraphy and even knowing how to perform and enjoy a traditional tea ceremony. But what was maybe the most surprising thing was the paintings he started to make. Using traditional techniques that he learned when he started copying the old paintings in his house, he soon became incredibly talented at it, becoming one of his favorite pastimes.

When Nori first entered the school, he quickly became well liked and loved by staff and students alike. Not only he had good grades but he was always calm and had a pleasant smile on his face. Sure, he might not be the best student, often sleeping and generally not paying attention at the class, but since he seems to always have good grades (and due to the fact that is simply useless to try and argue with him), most of the teachers often turn a blind eye to that. Little did he knew that his calm and tranquil life was about to end...

Monster Fighting Abilities:

Ability Basis:

Ink Manipulation

Magical State Breakdown:

While Nori's overall appearance doesn't change that much, other than a big Fude brush appearing on his hands, he becomes much more agile and faster than what he normally is. Since neither one of his abilities are suited to hand to hand or any type of close combat, he needs to use his agility in order to keep a medium distance between him and his enemy. While in this magical state, Nori can manipulate the ink (and different ink types) coming out of his Fude brush. The streaks and paintings he creates can be either painted in the ground or walls, functioning like normal ink or even in a '3d' way, with flat streaks of paint being painted into the air itself, without anything to support them.

List of Techniques:

• Suzuri no tamashii:
  
  Nori produces streaks or splashes of ink with his brush. Much like the yokai with the same name, the ink on said spot begins to ripple in a slow, rhythmed pace, almost as if it was an endless amount of ink hiding underneath the surface. It can be used in a multitude of ways, but Nori can use it to instantly transport himself from one streak to another (as long as he is touching a streak of ink of the same type), redirect attacks or even using it as traps to relocate an enemy (depending on it's size and if the creature falls on the ink).
• Demonic Ink:
  
  A quick and sudden streak of blood red ink, like splashes of blood coming from a sword wound, this type of ink has a frightening ability to cut that which it touches. It might be a simple ability, but it's particularly difficult to predict and defend due to how his ink manipulation technique works, being extremely different from a sword (reach, speed, angle of attack & etc.).
• Flowing ink:
  
  Nori readies his brush and draws a long line on the ground. The ink from this line begins expanding outwards, covering everything on it, from walls to trees and buildings. A moment after activating this technique, everything around the area it was initially casted becomes covered by black ink, becoming completely black. While inside the area covered by black ink, Nori's abilities are more powerful and can be used more freely. This ability can be used together with Suzuri no tamashii too, making all the ink around the area being able to be used for said ability without Nori needing to paint another streak.
• Hyakki Yagyō:
  
  "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons". While all other abilities can be used with simple strokes, this one requires time and it is harder to be used. Nori begins painting images of a hundred onis, demons and yokais. The beautiful paintings of each creature slowly come to life as soon as he finishes painting them. This ability, although strong and able to overwhelm his target, requires a great deal of concentration and attention and he isn't able to use any other ability aside from this one while painting
  . Interestingly enough, after using this ability a few times, he realized that some of the paintings he made started becoming stronger and more intelligent the more times he painted them and the more details he added, going as far as to acquire a personality. While he can still paint a hundred weaker, nameless demons in order to overwhelm an enemy, if he takes his time to paint the few yokais that he is used to paint with more detail, they will be definitely stronger and be able to hold their own much better against a strong opponent. That said, it takes more time and concentration than simply painting nameless demons.

UNFAIR MONSTERS [Spots Open]

Nori Hirai

Nori Hirai

Name:

Nori Hirai

Age:

18

Appearance:

Standing at 1,80m tall, a bit above what would be considered 'average', Nori's appearance could be considered quite 'normal' if it wasn't for the curious style of clothes he often wears. Traditional Japanese kimonos with colorful and striking patterns coupled with earrings and nails which he often paint black make his appearance quite unique compared to the others. While it is quite certainly hard to ignore him, nobody really knows if he wears such unique clothes just because he likes to or due to being raised in quite a traditional Japanese family, but most people agree that they do fit his calm and tranquil personality quite well.

Personality:

Nori is a very calm and tranquil guy. Unlike most people of his age, who are always so preoccupied with their future, getting a job, college and seem to never have time to do anything, Nori seems to always have a tranquil and carefree smile on his face. Much like his parents, he believes life should be lived, appreciated and not rushed. Due to that, most people enjoy his company, both due to the apparently 'calming' aura he seems to have and the fact that he is a very pleasant and flexible person to have nearby, enjoying both the silence and a good conversation.

While most people may see him as a lazy, good for nothing guy (he doesn't really denies the fact that he is lazy), he is surprisingly intelligent and, when necessary, he can be surprisingly diligent, depending on what he needs to do. Despite that, Nori isn't the type of guy that actually likes to work hard and most of the times will do only strictly the necessary to accomplish his current task and nothing more.

Secret Wish

Nori wishes for nothing more but calm and tranquility. People nowadays live their lives almost as if they were eager to die. Trapped inside the cage they created themselves, most people forgot how to appreciate simple things such as the blue sky on a calm afternoon, the unique colors of the sunset and the beautiful shapes created by the wind and the clouds in the evening sky.

Background:

Even though Nori was born and raised in a traditional family with a rich historical heritage, his family was never overly strict like what most people believe a traditional Japanese family would. There was never any kind of pressure on Nori regarding his future or anything at all. His life was always tranquil as his family was always relatively wealthy and despite his laid back personality, Nori was always very talented and intelligent. Mostly due to the influence of his grandfather, whom he was really close, Nori grew very close and interested to his family's history and traditions, which made him become quite proficient in traditional calligraphy and even knowing how to perform and enjoy a traditional tea ceremony. But what was maybe the most surprising thing was the paintings he started to make. Using traditional techniques that he learned when he started copying the old paintings in his house, he soon became incredibly talented at it, becoming one of his favorite pastimes.

When Nori first entered the school, he quickly became well liked and loved by staff and students alike. Not only he had good grades but he was always calm and had a pleasant smile on his face. Sure, he might not be the best student, often sleeping and generally not paying attention at the class, but since he seems to always have good grades (and due to the fact that is simply useless to try and argue with him), most of the teachers often turn a blind eye to that. Little did he knew that his calm and tranquil life was about to end...

Monster Fighting Abilities:

Ability Basis:

Ink Manipulation

Magical State Breakdown:

While Nori's overall appearance doesn't change that much, other than a big Fude brush appearing on his hands, he becomes much more agile and faster than what he normally is. Since neither one of his abilities are suited to hand to hand or any type of close combat, he needs to use his agility in order to keep a medium distance between him and his enemy. While in this magical state, Nori can manipulate the ink (and different ink types) coming out of his Fude brush. The streaks and paintings he creates can be either painted in the ground or walls, functioning like normal ink or even in a '3d' way, with flat streaks of paint being painted into the air itself, without anything to support them.

List of Techniques:

• Suzuri no tamashii:
  
  Nori produces streaks or splashes of ink with his brush. Much like the yokai with the same name, the ink on said spot begins to ripple in a slow, rhythmed pace, almost as if it was an endless amount of ink hiding underneath the surface. It can be used in a multitude of ways, but Nori can use it to instantly transport himself from one streak to another (as long as he is touching a streak of ink of the same type), redirect attacks or even using it as traps to relocate an enemy (depending on it's size and if the creature falls on the ink).
• Demonic Ink:
  
  A quick and sudden streak of blood red ink, like splashes of blood coming from a sword wound, this type of ink has a frightening ability to cut that which it touches. It might be a simple ability, but it's particularly difficult to predict and defend due to how his ink manipulation technique works, being extremely different from a sword (reach, speed, angle of attack & etc.).
• Flowing ink:
  
  Nori readies his brush and draws a long line on the ground. The ink from this line begins expanding outwards, covering everything on it, from walls to trees and buildings. A moment after activating this technique, everything around the area it was initially casted becomes covered by black ink, becoming completely black. While inside the area covered by black ink, Nori's abilities are more powerful and can be used more freely. This ability can be used together with Suzuri no tamashii too, making all the ink around the area being able to be used for said ability without Nori needing to paint another streak.
• Hyakki Yagyō:
  
  "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons". While all other abilities can be used with simple strokes, this one requires time and it is harder to be used. Nori begins painting images of a hundred onis, demons and yokais. The beautiful paintings of each creature slowly come to life as soon as he finishes painting them. This ability, although strong and able to overwhelm his target, requires a great deal of concentration and attention and he isn't able to use any other ability aside from this one while painting
  . Interestingly enough, after using this ability a few times, he realized that some of the paintings he made started becoming stronger and more intelligent the more times he painted them and the more details he added, going as far as to acquire a personality. While he can still paint a hundred weaker, nameless demons in order to overwhelm an enemy, if he takes his time to paint the few yokais that he is used to paint with more detail, they will be definitely stronger and be able to hold their own much better against a strong opponent. That said, it takes more time and concentration than simply painting nameless demons.

UNFAIR MONSTERS [Spots Open]

I mean... I was waiting for confirmation. Nori was already reviewed and accepted by pm but still...

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