Amatiramisu

To Hold Back The Dark

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Location: Dogfalls Outskirts

Assignment: Engage the attackers' rear flank @Tsunmene

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Colt lowered himself, coiling his body in preparation to avoid the incoming flames - but Nova handled things as expected. He relaxed his muscles, pressing a hand to the other Light Bearer's back to support her as she held back the fire. "Thanks for the cover. You able to field this one?" He asked. "I'm gonna flank, try and handle their rear guard and keep any reinforcements back." He said, his words barely audible over the din of the flames blasting the shield. As Nova Andromeda lowered her guard and spoke her piece, Colt nodded, turning his gaze to the Scourge.

"Save some for me." He said, nudging Nova with his shoulder, and keeping his attention on Algrimar, he broke right, casting a wide arc around the Scourge, weaving into and through the trees until he lost sight of his Light Bearer friend and her opponent. A few stray lesser Grim stood in his path, dispatched mostly painlessly - but he skidded to a halt when-

"Oh. Shit."

It started with a blood trail, then one corpse. Then another, and several more. He gingerly passed by them - unable to shake the sensation of being watched as he strode deeper and deeper, hacking through the underbrush until he broke through the treeline. The moon shone down over an open field where the blood trail ended. Colt's gaze scanned the countryside, and caught sight of motion descending a hill in the distance. The sound of music wafted to his ears. Singing.

He drew closer. There wasn't much hiding the stranger's true nature - she was in the open after all. But he suspected she didn't have much to fear, judging by the gaggle of insectoid Grim around her. He clicked his tongue. Fine, best match that energy.

A bolt of lightning lit up the night as an electrified throwing knife embedded itself in the chitin of a centipede-like creature at her back. Nothing debilitating - but that wasn't the point.

"Sorry, fingers slipped." Colt announced, as he drew closer to Kohi Dei and her underlings. The centipede chittered and bore down on him. He laughed, weaving to the right, knocking playfully on the creature's exoskeleton before catching his knife and yanking it from its side. He gave the woman a little wave as the insect rounded on him, slowly closing in. "Hey, your friend's making me nervous."

He leapt into a graceful backflip, landing squarely on the massive insect's head as he wrapped a hand onto one of its mandibles for support, driving his hunting knife into its skull. He clung as it writhed, then came down with a slam. He casually pranced off it, pulling the knife from its head, flipping it, and sheathing it at his chest. He shot the woman a finger gun. "Liked your singing."

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Lady Victory. Stronghold of Mistmoor, Evening.

Current Targets: Tarrian Kar. @BunniesOfDoom Erik Elfhame Ostriecher V. @IAmTheIsland

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Tarrian's shoulder braced against the gate as Grim after Grim slammed into it. The wood began to buckle and creak under the weight of their onslaught, but then, suddenly it went silent once more. A few of the guards assisting in bracing the door let up, their heavy breaths the only sound in the night. Suddenly, the silence was broken by a sickening crunch, then another. The sound of flesh being rent and the sweet smell of death wafted through the gate - and then silence again.

"Open the gate." A woman's voice echoed from beyond. "The Light-Bearers." The voice said simply. No further words were spoke, and everyone remained in silence for a moment, before one of the guardsmen rose up, and with a shaking hand, opened the gate's viewport a crack. He slowly peered through it, and yipped in astonishment just as much as fear.

"The Grim... They're all dead."

"They have been dealt with." The woman's voice again explained as the guard yelped and fell backwards. "I expect them to follow orders - not to simply throw themselves at the wall of the enemy."

"Shit, maybe if we throw them out there, she'll leave us alone." The terrified guard said, huddled up in a corner just beside the gate. "H-Hey, what do you want?!" He shouted. Silence fell over them once more for several seconds. "Open the gate. I want Tarrian Kar and Erik Ostriecher V." She repeated. "You've five seconds, or I will open it myself."

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pop off hylia! dont worry about it

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Ditto I am also kinda waiting here lmao

I think it's Island and Bunnies I'm waiting on for Himari, and Hylia for Colt.

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I'll probably wait for Nova first in Dogfalls, keep it on a nice clean rotation. I'd also prefer to be able to consolidate Himeri's next act in the same post but with Island on vacation I suppose that'd be on pause haha

✨Beyond The Veil✨

Alicia Tenebris

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Location: Cracked Fang, making for Blood Market Row • Time: Nightfall

Interactions:William @Theyra • Mentions: Dom, Tessa, Kessler

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"Let's make tracks then." Alicia said, rising from the table. "Gotta buy a new jacket now anyway..." She mumbled, not really intending any ire. "Do hope Tessa's okay." She added offhandedly, glancing at William over her shoulder as they passed through the door and into the night. "Everyone was pretty fucked up about this all but I think she took it hardest. Least far as I can see." She continued, giving a brief, petty little 'heh'. "No matter how hard I try, I can't really get into Dom's head, and especially not Kessler. Lot of the Fangs are a rowdy bunch, kind of crowd I was pretty used to seeing, uh-" She stopped herself short. "Never mind. Got nostalgic about some stupid bullshit."

Silence fell between the pair as they wove through the moon-kissed streets of Halcyon. She felt eyes on them - but nothing more than the knowing gazes of other Lycans, or the lingering gazes of loud college boys landing on the goth bitch on the sidewalk. Her paranoia never quite let up, and only began to worsen once they were out of the Fangs' territory in full. She nudged William with her elbow. "Remember, we're trying to sniff out a trail via the people who sell information. Where we find those people is uh..." She cleared her throat. She was mostly trying to get her mind off the unease, but it helped to find that point of focus either way. "Well, we improvise. Maybe we start- What's the term I'm looking for... False flagging?"

She snaps her fingers, eyes widening with realization. "Yeah. We start acting like we're the ones asking after Fang higher-ups." She explained, tugging again on Will's sleeve. "Get people to point us towards y'know, people who know shit about the Fangs and have been selling that information and then in the process we could start feeding them misinfo." She continued. "And whoever acts on that fake information - well we know who's been squealing for one. That narrows things down."

She spread her lips into a grin, her fangs glistening, as she punched William in the arm playfully. "Then sic you or, like, Kessler on 'em." She said, cracking her knuckles. "Well, implying Kessler isn't already ripping someone to shreds tonight..." She mused, shoving her hands in her pockets, coughing awkwardly. "Meh."

She glanced sidelong at William, tilting her head. "Hey, you're a bit of a stray mutt like me. You wound up here. Got any stories? Any idea at all what you were up to before..." She clicked her tongue, nodding abstractly at the buildings. "Y'know, was there a 'before Halcyon' for you, or you a local?" She asked. "Just uh... Filling the air, I guess. Walking like this in silence gets me antsy, or something..."

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Since we have a lot more people in the campaign and it's only growing, would yall like to make a discord for the game? Or are we good to just keep the OOC section of this thread?

@BunniesOfDoom

i am pro-forum supremacy tbf but if a discord is made i will join it. i do think there is something to be said about spending hours fuckin around in an ooc thread like the old days tho

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dropped a bit of a rushed post, gonna be on a cod stream shortly so i had to get it out haha

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Location: Gate of Dogfalls

Assignment: Defend The City

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Bells rang out across the night as Colt was roused from his sleep. "Shit." He mumbled groggily as he rolled, fell out of bed with a thump, and clambered to his feet to prep. "Shit shit shit shit shit...!" He repeated, glancing out the window and shielding his eyes as a brilliant sigil of light lit up the horizon. "Looks like we're on." He said, as he began to work on the straps of his gear, stumbling downstairs. He burst into the night, rounding onto the cobblestone street only stopping short near another cottage nearer the church

The sight of his father, mounting up and preparing to ride gave him pause. The pair's eyes met. "Izolde is on her way to the market square. Not to worry Colt, I'm simply going to the church."

Colt nodded. "Out the gate." He affirmed, and his father saluted. "Alathean's light be with you, son."

The older man whirled his steed around, and Colt clicked his tongue. "Always is." He said, as he took off for the gates. As he neared closer, a battalion of guards drew into sight, spears, bows, and swords drawn as creatures pounded on the gate. "Avalon!" One of them cried over his shoulder. "Get your ass to the ramparts, we're-"

A brilliant bolt of light exploded from the sky, suddenly, and just audible from the other side of the gate was the voice of a familiar soul. "Ha, Nova beat me to it again." Colt said with a grin as the guard shrugged at him. "Crack the gate, I'm on it."

The gate of the stronghold lifted ever-so slightly, and Colt took a running start. He dropped into a slide, scattering the ashes of the Grim that Nova had vaporized. He stood, jogging forth as he punched Nova on the shoulder. "They had to do this in the middle of the night, huh?"

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He's just a little guy!

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More reinforcements incoming.

Colt Avalon

Colt Avalon

_{Artwork by @m_riidi}

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22 - 5'10" - Dogfalls

Light-Bearer

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Personality:

• Well-Adjusted
  
  • Colt is a kinder soul than you'd usually find on the road, and will often go out of the way to lend a hand to a person in need even if it's a little inconvenient. He's tactful and mature, but still fun-loving and playful - even bantering with opponents in battle until things get a little too serious.
• Free Soul
  
  • The open road is his playground - Colt's at his happiest when he isn't tied down. Though he isn't one to shirk duty, his heart's most in it when said duty has him on the move.
• People Person
  
  • Colt loves meeting strangers, but more importantly he feels personally responsible for all lives, and he can't be satisfied unless he can save everybody... But he's not gonna say no to a bit of attention himself. He'll usually put on a bit of a show if he's got an audience.

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History: As much a wild animal as any child, Colt had the benefits of a parentage that gave him an early love for the open outdoors. His father, Cassell, was a knight of the Church, and would sometimes take him on missionary expeditions across the continent. His mother, Izolde, on the other hand, was an acting member of Dogfalls' naval militia - so trips along the strait were common in kind. Even as a child he was taught the skills to survive in the wild - and the martial elements that came with it.

When he first came of age, his father brought him to take communion beneath Alathean's light - and he found himself blessed by her. The priests spoke her word, that it was indeed his calling to take her light to every corner of the world. He wasn't her sword - he was her eyes. Colt's choice was made for him - he wouldn't be a knight or a sailor or anything so mundane as a tailor or merchant. His goddess-given calling was, in truth, to be an explorer. An adventurer.

He wasn't really complaining.

However, fate had other plans in store for him. His expeditions and missions across the country would instead give way to a series of brutal fights. Scars marred his body in the first attacks, but the city's bulwark held. Now, with evil on their doorstep, Colt remains determined to bring the Goddess' light forth.

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Spells and Abilities:

• White Lightning
  
  • Wreathing his body in electricity, Colt utilizes lightning magic not for conventional purposes, but instead to charge his own weapons and abilities. The most common usage is giving a bit of spice to melee weapons in-hand, but just as much he'll use it to anchor himself to surfaces while climbing. However, the efficacy of his lightning tapers off the further it gets from his body, so up-close and personal is the only real way it works.
• Versatile
  
  • While Colt generally carries only knives and straight swords, he is trained in operating a variety of weapons including spears, staves, bows, cannons, and axes.
• Hardcore Parkour
  
  • An expert in climbing and traversal, Colt's specialty lies in his ability to scout, flank, and perform fast hit-and-run maneuvers on enemy forces while being able to make the terrain his playground. High walls? Sheer cliffs? No problem.

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Weapons or tools:

• Straight Sword
  
  • A decorative dragon-headed pommel at the grip of a flat, straight steel blade with a conductive ceramic core laid inside of it. Able to hold a charge for a short while after Colt lets go of it. Sharing is caring, after all. Custom-built.
• Hunting Knife
  
  • Speaks for itself for the most part - generally more of a tool the majority of the time, but he usually wields it in his off-hand as a parrying dagger.
• Throwing Knives
  
  • Small iron blades built primarily for throwing, but also commonly see use as improvised climbing picks when out and about.
• Survival Gear
  
  • Rope, canteen, fishing line, flint, medical supplies. Always be prepared.

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Miscellaneous Information:

• Free Bird
  
  • Colt can play the lute. Really well. Popular at taverns.

• Free Agent
  
  • Colt never formally signed on with the church knights - but he is still closely affiliated with them through his father and has, in the past, run countract services for them. Just the same, he's in pretty good with the sailors around Dogfalls.

_{Artwork by @yuleloggu}