Raineh Daze

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

Miina Malina

With two dragons now approaching her, there was no way that Miina could keep the suppressing gale up. She'd be forced to keep dodging at best until they could be put down and that would only increase the complexity massively, if she even had the attention to spare. It had served its main purpose; it wasn't three against a swarm of flying blighted hellbeasts free to strafe them constantly with fire or lightning or some strange blighted alternative.

It had to be dropped.

The redhead licked her lips, only having moments to run through some sort of plan. Just abandon it to dissipate and fall back on standard spells? That would be insufficient, her repertoire simply didn't have the immediate firepower to deal with two dragons. It basically needed Izayoi or Galahad to intervene and they had their own problems. Miina couldn't engage in melee in any capacity against people, so dragons were even further out of the question.

Miina could haste herself and dodge, sneaking in spells here and there. Make it a battle of attrition, maybe drop one of them before the others were done. It was simple; it was safe; it was something she'd demonstrated plenty of times before.

Ears folded back and body lowered, Miina prepared to dispel the vortex but—

She was still actively maintaining it. She still controlled it, and it wasn't destabilised entirely of its own accord yet. She could use it instead.

Tighter, tighter, tighter; pull in the spiral and rein it back in, back towards her. Focus the wind as tight as she dared, until it threatened to pull her from her near-crouch and the dragons were upon her. No longer a hurricane, more a shrieking extension of her sword, swung to intersect with the monsters.

A feral grin split her face. Just enough time to swing, then to throw herself aside and watch what it did.

Would this just knock them about? Or was it strong enough to tear into the blighted monsters? How could wings meant to catch the wind fare against against the entire force of a storm?

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Corinne and Liliane

"Break?" Corinne asked, tilting her head and blinking a few times. "Break what?"

"She means we should get started," Liliane said, shaking her head at the other girl's odd conclusion, "If they're dug in, you might be the best option to let us get in close. Start casting, Cori."

"Oh, right! Umm…" the mage frowned in concentration, then started chanting something under her breath, the antiquated Talderian flowing smoothly, a chant calling on the sky, and the wind, and the tempest. Light swirled and gathered around the head of the staff, flashing and pulsing erratically. When she was nearly done, the other Hundi nodded and rushed for the gates, daggers in hand.

"Right, fire when I say. Everyone else, cover your ears and don't look," There was no point firing if one goblin just came rushing through on its own, but if there were multiple…

Practically dragging the mage through the opening in the walls, Liliane waited until she could clearly hear the chattering, then ­"Now!"

"Thunderclap!"

Whatever the goblins were expecting, she really doubted the little greenskins would be prepared for what appeared to just be a bright light shooting ahead into the fort. Nor for it to explode with a deafening crack and a blinding light. Much easier pickings for everyone else to fall in on.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

Royal Box

"T-The M-M-Midnight Hunt?" The difference in reaction between the two sisters was immediate – Maletha paled and immediately clung onto Elisandre for dear life, with the elder princess leaning forward eagerly. When she noticed that her younger sister had latched onto her side, she sat back a little, sheepish and pulling her close.

"Um… this isn't going to be a scary story, is it?" Elisandre belatedly asked – the idea that, this far in, it could have been a disastrous battle only just occurring to her.

Which might make working around some of the actions taken in the fighting a little difficult.

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Haizea was practically vibrating in place at the idea of being able to take part again – even briefly. "Really? You really think you can do it? Everything Aimada tried or everyone she asked couldn't do anything…"

Likely because of the complexity of the problem, and maybe just the inability to throw more mana at the problem.

"Heart, lungs, whatever…" Tyaethe shrugged, voice carefully level even while her body was turned away, "… It's not like it's gone away, you could come over here and listen if you wanted. It's just not a problem any more."

@Octo

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Team Farm

"Anything in common?" Fletcher repeated, hand reaching up to scratch the beginnings of stubble as he thought over the question, "Aye, not that it'll narrow it much. Anything that hasn't got crops on it this year, I've been trying to move them around since it started. I'll show you in the morrow."

He gave a nod to Csenge. "I've spare rooms, 'less you all prefer to sleep out here."

If nothing else, the man seemed somewhat reassured by the idea that there'd be a watch kept over his disappearing livestock.

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

Miina Malina

She'd take the lack of answer – and the state of the dragons as they approached – as a yes, kill them all. Well, she'd probably still avoid targeting the unblighted ones specifically, but there were so few that she couldn't see it mattering if they died… she just wanted to keep the distraction around as long as possible. Three of them against what was about to be over a dozen Blighted dragons? Anything extra was welcome–

Well, not having to keep an ear open for that annoying blonde woman at the same time, not being able to give her full attention to just the magic was…

Nothing for it, though.

"N-N-No flying," Miina hissed, concentrating on the same combination Izayoi had showed off back on the ship over to Drana. Almost the same, almost, but not quite. With one of her arms out of commission, she couldn't release it as two separate streans she was balancing into one effect, no. Everything had to be twined together into one unstable spell first, wanting to reject themselves and – well, it was a good thing she had a proper catalyst, any slip-up would have been agonising otherwise.

As it was, her sword was still humming as she cast whatever this was at this point, but there was an upside to doing it this way. It made it a lot easier to balance the disparate elements while they were all still directly within her grasp. Enough, maybe, to hold the resulting vortex together for several minutes – or, perhaps, long enough to deal with these beasts.

Space Fantasy Space Opera Thing

Accepted. @Expendable

Space Fantasy Space Opera Thing

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Space Fantasy Space Opera Thing

Sorry, wanted to save some of the details for later. From the stories she was told as a kid, the settlers of New Iowa crossed space in covered wagons with Monopoly being the only way to pass the time. And the Imperial Navy didn't make her into a warrior-elite fighter pilot on a ship of the line, she was doing grunt work on an aging repair ship. The eggs were for her mother, worried something would happen and Lara wouldn't be able to have kids when she got out.

I'll work on a civilian character.

@Expendable

Eh, I was less worried about the skillset, and more... it'd be weird if everyone had similar backgrounds? Overall it was fine, just that one point. xX

Space Fantasy Space Opera Thing

@RickyG85 Ah, yeah, that was my mistake, really sorry about that; I got confused about who's who and the ordering. And I'm sorry it took so long to respond, I was… well, sleeping. Which I should have done before accepting… :(

@Expendable To refer to the mess just above from my own confusion, I'm trying to not have the cast be entirely ex-military. There's going to be plenty of non-military institutions that'd kick you out for picking fights – I've mentioned civilian freight a lot; those are massive conglomerates/merchant guilds.

Her eggs are in storage at a fertility clinic in New Iowa & ship's medlab.

That's… kind of a weirdly specific detail to have.

(And I'm willing to give the monopoly thing a pass, but I'm going to point out that this is thousands of years in the future, at minimum; do try and keep that in mind when it comes to specific things that exist now)

Space Fantasy Space Opera Thing

@InfamousGuy101 That's accepted (I'd add the caveat that this is not Imperium of Man levels of callousness, at least universally, but yeah, empires are gonna empire) xD

@RickyG85 That's... not. The weird copycat idea is just... what?