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Roland


Level 7 Roland (59/70)
Location: Eseka
Word Count: 1112


An Organization member just... dropping in to get a bite? And just clarifying things in one fell swoop? And with everyone around not seemingly as on edge as they would be for a Consul or someone else. What was actually going on here? Roland could tell from looking at them, they had some goal that was different from the seekers, but it in a way relied on the seekers to accomplish theirs. A backstab waiting to happen perhaps, but while they were in a helpful mood Roland would chat them up to get a few questions answered. He did try to scope out what was assumed to be their main headquarters with no luck and only got a vague mention of the area, but with one in front of him perhaps he could get information about themselves specifically.

"This is my first time meeting one of you. I've heard about you organization 13 members though. I've got a question, how are you different from the Consuls? The way you talk, you seem to have some sort of existence much like them but far different goals and allegiances."

Though his face remained hidden, the stranger's incredulous look can be felt. "I struggle to imagine how you came to that conclusion. We have no affiliation with Galeem whatsoever; we are not bound in thrall to it or its system, and we do not require lifelight to live." His tone turned particularly flat and curt, as if to indicate something that ought to be obvious. "I'd think that disparate goals and allegiance make a world of difference."

"An enigmatic group that has been around for awhile knowing things about the world no one else knows. You can't help a guy being suspicious." Roland said, putting on a friendly but 'can you blame me?' sorta tone. While his job wasn't 'detective' like Band, intelligence gathering and processing was more or less the same sort of job.

"So, how'd you manage that? Being free from the whole lifelight." Roland said, asking the obvious followup question with genuine curiosity.

The Organization member shook his head with an irate click of his tongue. "Use your imagination."

"Can't say that I know. Unless you use flame clocks too." Roland said. He did know a bit about what Roxas said, with him calling them 'nobodies', but he'd like to get his information from multiple sources or at the very least see how they'd spin things. "All I know is that its something called a 'nobody', but outside of the name I don't really know what it means. Seems like an offensive name to give someone. Like, everyone is a nobody to everyone before they meet others, why would you just say a group of people are 'nobodies'?"

"My sympathies," the stranger told him before taking a sip of water, clearly not interested in elucidating the term's definition for Roland.

Clearly not the talking type. Or the clarifying type. Well, it was time to change tact then, but that'll be much more varied and random on what info he'd get. With a shrug, Roland dropped the topic. "So. If your going to enjoy a meal with us, got any interesting stories to tell? It'll be a bit before our food is here."

The man stared down at the pizza slice he'd been slowly and delicately carving into bite-sized pieces. "I don't recall enjoying the meal," he snarked. He then looked at Roland. "Since you're so eager to chat, why don't you share an anecdote or two?"

Roland thought about that, and maybe he had something that'd strike a chord. Having dealt with this member for such a short amount of time, something was very familiar with them that the other seekers didn't have. Well, maybe that'd be revealed in time by them, what did Angela call it, the "disease of the soul" or something. Roland had very little knowledge on the matter, only that it was what afflicted the people of the City.

"So, are you from my world, from The City? You act just as impassioned as anyone in the city." Roland said, noting his thought process. "If you are, I get it man."

After a moment, the Organization member replied simply, "No."

"Hm... Well, I guess the City exists in other worlds as well." Wait... Could parts of the City be in their home base? If so... That'd be... Well, Roland wouldn't know if that would be bad or good to be honest. "If that is the case, its pretty sickening to think about. Especially with what is apparently needed to 'fix' places like that."

Waiting for a bit, with no replies, Roland knew what or who he was dealing with at the very least. A middle of the ladder member of this organization with no pride or arrogance in anything but perhaps their own silence. A professional with no emotions... Essentially a calculator. Not a machine, something less than that, and well, there wouldn't be much he'd get from him. Maybe the others could get something, but Roland wasn't sure of how much substance they'd get.

"I've got another story for everyone while we wait, the story of the Demi-Glazed sauce. It was an Urban Nightmare level case. Apparently these cooks had managed to make this sauce that tasted so good it gave people almost religious like clarity and epiphanies. Granted they all didn't turn out super well, but it gained a notorious reputation. So I took the job with a partner and well... I guess we never learned what made it taste so good. You would think it was drugs or something, but no, it wasn't. We'd have figured those out right away if they were. If I had to guess it was probably angel wings or something by the name which is pretty illegal on its own. I tried to get a taste to see, but well, I never got the chance." Roland then continued the story, giving a few details here and there to make things entertaining, but also trying to keep it lighthearted. Granted when he mentioned his theory, he wondered what Pit thought, being an actual angel and everything.

After some time, Roland's food arrived. He had ordered the chef special, Lomo Saltado - diced filet mignon, smoked cherry tomatoes, onions, red wine vinegar, ajiamarilllo peppers, au jus, roasted garlic, Maggi, potato medley, topped withcrispy potato strings served with jasmine rice + aji verde on side. Roland was a foodie, and he liked when he got access to food made with passion. Well, as long it was food and not... district 23's version of food.
Roland


Level 7 Roland (57/70)
Location: Eseka
Word Count: Less than 750


Roland was a late arrival at the meetup place, dropping into the current conversation between Nadia, Band, Zenkichi, Richard, Terry, and everyone. So much so he only caught the tail end of what Zenkichi said. "For one, the people here are on an average combat level much higher, and things are much more organized. Add in some nebulous magic and that should be a plan B, not plan A. At least not until we learn how the heavenly kings control things. It wont be as simple as 'politician with political power, but no actual combat prowess' like it was in Midgar." Roland said, shutting down that plan right away as he moved to grab a seat and grab some grub.

"I'm not sure which tournament I'll be in, but I heard something about Tekken. Granted I'm not too fussed about any of them. The mortal kombat tournament is more or less what I did every day. What did you all choose?" With that, Roland engaged in chit chats with everyone while he waited for his food.
Sectonia

Blazermate

Level 14 Blazermate (Holding 3 level up) - (15/140)
Level 13 Sectonia (holding 3 level up) (12/130)

Location: Krat Zoo
Word Count: 1024


Blazermate, having gathered quite the mass of zombie animal parts, was now having fun messing around with them with the hostiles in the area cleared out. All this while Heismay came to the group having found another person named Erik and some weird items informing everyone that the animals reanimated when they died. Blazermate giggled when he said that, saying. "Yep! They did here too! In fact they're over there!" Blazermate said, pointing at the mass of animal parts that was now trying to do an animated dance, bits and pieces flopping off and merging with the mass as it tried to follow Blazermate's instructions. "Its been awhile since I've seen actual zombies I can control again. Most are either too smart or are like, not actually zombies but something else."

As she was 'playing' with her new massive zombie, Sectonia took a look at the stuff Heismay and Erik brought at their request, telling them what she could figure out about them. None of them were all that interesting, and the one that she really disliked, the Ratshaker, Edward couldn't even disenchant to make into a useful item! While she was doing this, Blazermate was informed that there was a bit of a blockage on the other side of the door that she could probably clear up being the only flier small and agile enough to go through the windows to the north and get behind the door to clear it up. Having charged her shield she decided to give it a go, telling her zombie to stay still until she got back.

As she made her way around and behind the door, she found a bunch of growths around it. Well, her shield would deal with them and she deployed it. While the shield did indeed take out the growths, they'd also explode when destroyed. And that'd be bad for anyone else, but Blazermate's shield would stop the explosions from going through especially when they started to have a big chain reaction when one exploded, causing the others to explode. And once the growths were cleared, the door could be opened by the seekers on the other side, although being heavy, it'd take a collective effort to open them.



When the door opened, the team could get their first good look at the zoo proper. From the outset, it was clear that a blanket of winter snow was insufficient to hide the devastation that had befallen the place. Ahead of them lay a large open area bifurcated by the manmade river of what had once surely been a beautiful aquatic exhibit, where zoo guests standing on the boardwalk or perimeter of the central plaza could look down at frolicking seals or otters without fences to obstruct their views. Now, though, it lay drained, frozen, and littered with debris. More cages could be seen around the plaza itself, with additional mandrills imprisoned inside, though for how long one could never be sure.

The Midnight Walk led along the boardwalk to the right, where an arched metal footbridge spanned the widest, deepest part of the exhibit. Even from here, though, the Seekers could tell the bridge was broken, and while pretty much all of them could just jump across the gap, the same could not be said for the stagecoach. In fact, the enormous vehicle was much too wide and heavy to embark upon the bridge at all. For the Seekers' ride there seemed to be no way to continue along the Midnight Walk, at least without a little improvisation.

Well, Sectonia had something for just that. With some silent vocalization of a spell, waving her hands above her and a bit of focus, she summoned a giant portal that a crystal platform came from that filled the gap. Next was the mandrills inside the cages who, having seen what was basically new prey enter, were trying to bust out and attack the seekers. Seeing this, Sectonia summoned some Antlers to deal with them and the Antlers held the cages shut as best as they could... until Blazermate's giant zombie meatball from the previous room lumbered in at its masters call and rolled its way to the mandrill cages crushing them and basically 'absorbing' the mandrills and the antlers into the mass of limbs and bits. Being big, it was not a fast processes with the crunching of metal and the screams of the mandrills could be heard before all that was left was the moaning sounds of whatever in the meatball could make sounds.

"Wow. Would all of our fights go like this if things didn't poof into spirits? Just turn the previous things into a giant meatball and roll over everything? That'd make things so much easier!" Blazermate said, probably a little too excited in the destruction she was causing as she conducted the zombie meatball to roll over and crush each cage, antlers doing what they could to keep the mandrills in them before their time came. Although not all cages could be held closed, and while some did escape, Blazermate used her zombie meatball to chase them around like something out of a horror movie.

While a bit distressing to look at, Sectonia knew that eventually Blazermate would cleanse the huge ugly ball she made or allow someone else to cleanse it later and instead looked around for something of interest. A bit hidden, but near the entrance of where they entered was a door partly covered by moss and made to blend in with the exhibit. While a door was in the way that seemed to open via a scanner, unlike the previous door it was much more flimsy and with a blast of magic, the door was thrown from its hinges and crashed itself into the office that it revealed. Apparently this was a staff center that controlled and monitored this area, but since it was made for people of much smaller and less grand stature as Sectonia or her antlers, she instead informed the other seekers of the office for one of them to investigate instead.
Sectonia

Blazermate

Level 14 Blazermate (Holding 3 level up) - (13/140)
Level 13 Sectonia (holding 3 level up) (10/130)

Location: Krat Zoo
Word Count: Less than 750


Having used her new powers to find and manipulate useful ores in the earth, Sectonia pulled a fair amount of coal and iron from the earth and with Ed's armory access, placed it into the Avenger. She then spent the next fair amount of time resting, not really interested in the other goings on of what was happening until some Reavers attacked the coach, which she defended with her magic, Antlers and support from Blazermate and Sandalphon, with some help from Ganondorf.

As they continued, they came across another place called the Hall of Adventure where mutant, almost corpse looking animals patrolled about in a place called the Krat Zoo. While Blazermate would like to go look for things with the others, first they had to get rid of all these hostile creatures and as such, she began to overheal people and stay out of the way of these things. Sectonia, not wanting to get into range of them either, used her ranged magic and her antlers as a buffer between the seekers and these creatures. Although even her Rings of Light weren't all that final here, as even cut apart, these things still moved. Her Antlers did some work themselves, smashing or bashing things that got near with their maces and shields, but these things wouldn't stay down unless they were completely annihilated. This would soon be an advantage of the seekers though.

As Sectonia's Antlers and her own spells sliced up or smashed some of the mutated animal corpses and their bits started to reanimate, Blazermate got an idea. She used her suffering shield's ability to manipulate the undead to see if it worked, and it did! While these bits of various animals had various but less effective powers over the whole, she could use these reanimated parts to distract or possibly overwhelm another mutant, adding another corpse to her zombie horde as they fell. This in turn made things easier for Sectonia or the other seekers to push into the mutants, and at some point either there would be a mass accumulation of parts that would make more than they lost, or the place would be cleared out. Either way, as the fight went on, it got easier and easier as more and more reanimated mutant bits joined the Seeker's side thanks to Blazermate, even though the ability was quite ghastly.

"Hopefully once this is all cleared out we can go looking for things. We'll have an army of... well... not saying I'm happy about it but an 'army' to protect us for a little while as well." Blazermate said, having to give uniform orders to everything at a point as there were lots of bits to command all at once.




Roland


Level 7 Roland (56/70)
Location: Eseka
Word Count: Less than 750


Joining a dojo... Well, Roland had found one he was vaguely interested in so might as well get that done. Often Fixers swapped offices as they went up in grades, so this would just be that but hopefully much faster. As such, he entered the dojo Last Bronx. While he wasn't expecting much, this place looked much like a nicer backstreets establishment but still less than a low grade fixer office or workshop.

Applying for a spot in this dojo was more straightforward than Roland figured, but also a bit different than he figured. Instead of having him fight someone to join, they did something more akin to what a fixer office would have you do... well, after the paperwork was done. They had him do a little task for them. It was picking up some weapons for them from outside the city, something he could do as the guards of Eseka wouldn't recognize Roland as he came and went, but it was odd that they didn't go pick up these 'critical tournament weapons', but once Roland got his hands on them and seeing they were molotvs, switchblades, and other stuff like that, perhaps they didn't want to be seen bringing in such things? That or smuggling them in could be illegal or something.

Regardless, Roland did his job and got his spot in the dojo. And unlike the people here, he didn't have any need for these weapons. Really he wasn't sure how he'd use most of these as his weapons were just better.
Sectonia

Blazermate

Level 14 Blazermate (Holding 3 level up) - (12/140)
Level 13 Sectonia (holding 3 level up) (9/130)

Location: Snowdin
Word Count: Less than 750


After giving her information and watching as the others were getting ready to leave, something was nagging at Sectonia. IT was... something that she saw during her tour with Papyrus, but with how fast he was rushing her through town, it took a bit before she remembered. At the center of town, hidden by a lot of snow and the dark, she found the Christmas tree that Papyrus pointed out was at the center of town with gifts underneath it. There was something else odd about this tree though, and as Sectonia investigated, she saw what that strange thing was... a Flame Clock! Well, a small flame clock anyway. Mostly drained, she made note of its size and tried picking it up to study later. However she'd find the clock was unmovable, and with her new ability to sense and manipulate minerals in the earth, she could tell that this clock wouldn't move without a proper spell. A shame, but they knew the location of another one.

Christmas was something she was aware of, even on Popstar it was celebrated. So she knew the custom. And while she could just take all the gifts, as she opened up the first one and found a simple compass, she was pretty convinced these were nick nacks instead of items of great power. So she followed the custom, refilling the box with a beautiful conjured crystal that could be worked into various things. Not saying a compass was bad, but with no concept of what was north and south, it could be not as useful as it should be? Edward would probably find use for it though.

Blazermate meanwhile, after picking up the spirits of the robot zombies she had slain, went back with everyone to get ready to move out. She'd ask Edward to store these in the Avenger for now, or crush them if he needed to. Having gone on her little errand, Sectonia came back, making note of the store run by Minshu, perhaps they could come back so she could browse his wares. With everyone ready, the moved out.

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As the group moved through the wilderness, Sectonia's new ability to sense valuable minerals went off as they passed by an area. It was populated by coal and iron ore, which while not beautiful, she knew could be used to make Steel. Steel was very useful, even if it wouldn't contribute to beauty, and the coal could be used for fires otherwise. Pointing it out as she could now sense such things, she was curious if anyone else would 'assist' her with mining it. Although in her case, it was more mining with magic than a physical pickaxe. Regardless, she'd keep her physical labor to a minimum by using her Antlers to secure the area and move things that weren't all that important. Two gold antlers being the bruisers of the area made things easier as when a Coal Tar decided to take a look at what was disturbing its home, it was quickly bonked by maces bigger than it as the golden antlers defended their queens operations.

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Roland


Level 7 Roland (55/70)


Location: Eseka
Word Count: Less than 750


Roland too a bit to get back to everyone as gathering intelligence took some time. As such, he bumped into the group after Terry had made his introductions. "Phew, for a town where advancement is based on fighting, getting intelligence here was a bit more complicated than I thought." Roland said, appearing out of seemingly nowhere and slipping into the group. He told them all the things he had learned, most of which they had already known thanks to Terry, Kim and Harry. However the name of some of the dojos and groups or even fighters might be of interest to them. Meanwhile he was told of the limited time to sign up for a low tier dojo and getting into a tournament.

"Oh! Well, so its like we have to rank up like Fixers. I mean, I've been at the bottom before, I know how it is. Lets hope it goes faster than actually going up Fixer grades." Roland said, almost relieved that things were quite simple. Although with all the fighting styles and dojos, he'd need to find one that was more based on weapons and such instead of hand to hand fighting. He was just hoping that didn't put him on the Mortal Kombat track. While he wasn't new to fighting for his life every day, he'd much prefer to not have to do that. He decided to go with Nadia's group, as Pit's group was a bit too big with all the people seemingly knowing each other.

Moving with Nadia's group, Roland had to find a dojo that worked for him. A lot of them were hand to hand combat based, but he did find a couple weapon ones such as WeaponLord, which seemed to be about old styled weaponry. While not something unheard of in the City, it lacked the ability to use guns and more high tech melee weapons that he had. He then found a dojo that fitted him well, Last Bronx, a street brawling type of dojo that used a lot of the weapons he used. It was almost at place with the City... if it wasn't so nice and neat. He'd have to sign up for something using them.
Roland


Level 7 Roland (54/70) holding 1 level up

Location: Eseka
Word Count: Less than 750


Seeing the 'guardians' at the entrance to Eseka as he got in reminded Roland of a much less extreme version of what he was used to, something he has been trying to get used to. Much like before, as it seemed some of the seekers were noticed as 'fighters' in this city by some of its citizens, Roland decided to go and grab some information to learn how this city worked and how they'd go about finding the Guardian.

Being inside the city itself, things were easier to find here. Much like he thought, fighting was the way to go up in the social standing here. Although HOW people went up the standing was a bit more nuanced than he thought it'd be. While winning a tournament was the best way to go up the tiers, as long as you made the top 24 of a tournament you'd have some upward mobility with top 8 being a bigger jump after that, and winning being a huge bump.

Then there were tournaments sponsored by the four kings of the city, those being Bison, Rugal, Shao Khan, and Heihachi. Some had slightly different rules than the standard tournament, with Shao Khan's being the most popular, but the lowest fighter participation tournament type. Speaking of fighting and tournaments, it seems the matches would end when someone was in a critical state instead of being fully defeated. However there were the occasional deaths, with the winner owning the losers spirit. In the case of any tournament run by Shao Khan though, all matches were supposed to be to the death with massive penalties for showing mercy. Although his tournaments gave massive rewards to compensate for such a risk.

Although one couldn't make a living in this city as a fighter alone unless they constantly placed well enough to be in the top tier of the city and could run their own dojo and many of the lower tiered fighters had to work day jobs from what Roland could see. Even so, the amenities here were better than what midgar had for the lower tiers, but worse than the tip top of midgar. Things were a lore more... close together in the class divide which made sense since there was always upward motion available.

When looking at the dojos, he saw some names that seemed to be big such as Zangief, Leos, Ermac, Annie, girl of the stars, and a few others. While not directly owning a dojo, Zengief and Ken seemingly co owning a dojo alongside a few others named the World Warriors with other dojos having names such as NMO, Guilty Gear, Shaolin, and the like. All together this place gave Roland the feeling that this place was run by the Middle, a bunch of martial artists beating people up, something he was all too familiar dealing with. But some fighters also specialize in weaponry, which was something Roland was hoping he'd see as he wasn't an unarmed fighter like some of the others. Granted a hat that turned into a buzzsaw that you threw or a mop were kind of impractical.

After gathering his info, Roland made his way back to the seekers who hadn't split up to explore the town yet and informed them on all of this. "Seems to be a varied mix of fighters. From creatures to ninjas to buff men to idols. Honestly that last one confuses me unless they have K corp like healing facilities here. All fighting styles seem to be allowed, just be wary of any tournaments sponsored by Shao Khan unless your really confident as only fighters confident enough to risk their lives for glory are going to be there."
Sectonia

Blazermate

Level 14 Blazermate (Holding 3 level up) - (11/140)
Level 13 Sectonia (holding 3 level up) (8/130)

Location: Snowdin
Word Count: Less than 750


Seeing the other seekers gathering in the middle of town, Sectonia used this as an opportunity to say goodbye and thank Papyrus for his help, pointing out the others she had to talk to. She then made her way over to the other seekers, putting on a different air as she didn't need to gather intel anymore, or well, put on her usual air, as she heard what the others were saying. "Areas of interest you say? I've been asking around town myself and while I gained little information about the guardian, I did gain a lot of info about nearby places of interest, including one which Vulgrim mentioned with an item of great power." Sectonia then explained what she learned from her two major interactions and all the areas nearby town and far away from town. She also mentioned that this area hasn't seen sunlight in quite a long time, although the reason why was unknown. "While the mountain I heard from both my sources and Vulgrim is probably our best bet, I wouldn't be adverse to other points of interest along the way. With how jumbled this world seems to be, you never know when some insanely powerful artifact is just sitting in the middle of nowhere."

When Edward came around to make his report on what he had found, and his recommendations, Sectonia said. "My fire antlers can handle the cooking fuel. They have mastery over fire magic and I can summon as many of them as we need." Speaking of, since Cecila and Sandy had come back with warm parkas, one of which did fit Sectonia pretty well, she gave Edward his Ring of Frost Resistance back as this would be suitable to keeping her warm alongside her red antlers and her own flame breath. She would've preferred to keep it but, a deal was a deal. She wouldn't be adverse to the food though, although knowing what a military man like Edward might consider food, she wasn't looking forward to what he brought.

Blazermate meanwhile was healing Ramattra, watching what he did to all of these zombie robots. He seemed to be a brawler form the looks of things, which suited Blazermate just fine as he took and had his overheal healed up over and over, giving her charge and her projectile shield, the latter which she used once she got it. Using a combo move of her Disseminate and flying down to slam the wide energy shield into the zombie robots. As the robots got touched by the intense energy shield, they began to slow down and spark as the shield did its work with the Disseminate target dealing bonus damage to those around it. With all the damage going out, the bots eventually disintegrated from the shield when their hp ran out, no way of them putting themselves back together once this happens! With the wide coverage of the shield, Blazermate was able to disintegrate or damage a vast majority of these things until the shield went down. All she had to do now was watch Ramattra take out the stragglers. Those outside the mansion could see the bright electric blue of blazermate's shield as it disintegrated some of the zombie robots if they were looking in that direction.
Sectonia

Blazermate

Level 14 Blazermate (Holding 3 level up) - (10/140)
Level 13 Sectonia (holding 3 level up) (7/130)

Location: Snowdin
Word Count: 954


"Oh hello! Another monk type medabot! Well... I guess your a bit big for a medabot, but thats fine! Hope things are going well!" Blazermate said as her and Ramattra made their way to the spooky mansion up on the hill. It wasn't too difficult to enter the place, it was unlocked and from the looks of it, abandoned. Well, that abandoned part soon was shown to be a lie as when the two robots entered and made their way to the center of the room, robot zombies came up from the ground all around the room, lurching towards the pair. "Oh wow! Robot zombies without a medabot controlling them! Weird!" The way she sounded, it was like this wasn't the first, nor the second time she had seen something like this.

Still, they were looking to fight, and well, guess they had to fight! They were zombies after all. She got into her normal healing position and put her healing beam on her new buddy to start generating her healing charge and everything, then throwing out a Divine Star to damage and heal. She'd be flying around healing Pam and throwing out the occasional Divine Star, refusing to get into melee range unless one of the zombies was distracted. With the room being much smaller than the last battlefield she was on, she could also find and touch a few purgatory cracks, summoning exploding ghosts to chase down the occasional zombie.

Sectonia meanwhile, having finished listening to the wanderer's stories, gave him a bit of gold for his stories and wished him beauty and goodbye, before going to look for more information. She took a peek into Grillbys to see that Geralt was there gathering information, and she knew that others were in the shop which, all things considered, she wanted to visit at some point before they left. So instead she figured she'd look at some of the houses around. Considering how friendly things seemed here, perhaps one would be responsive to royalty asking questions?

Although Sectonia wasn't entirely sure what she was in for, and almost regretted it immediately as she knocked on a door and a particularly energetic skeleton answered the door. This would be the... third undead looking monster in this town she saw today and that was a bit of a shock but she shook it off quickly, saying. "Hello, I'm new to town and..." and just saying that, Payprus immediately jumped at that. "Oh! New monsters! Let me give you a tour!" And started to almost pull Sectonia with him as he went around Snowdin giving her a tour all too happy to do so. Although he seemed... not all there. His intense personality though did throw her for a loop for a little bit not expecting this level of... anything really.

From Grillby's to Morshu to pointing out the mansion on the hill, he went around pointing out anything and everything with... his own commentary about a few of the places like Grillbys saying something about a 'brother' of his. Seemingly having endless energy, he never took a break showing off the town, and noticing this Sectonia spoke up, stopping him in his place. "Thats all well and good, but do you know anything about the outside areas of Snowdin? I'm looking for someone."

"Outside?" The gregarious skeleton rubbed his jawbone with his glove, one eyebrow raised above its socket despite his lack of either skin or musculature. "Hmm...just what I hear from travelers, I guess! There's a monastery, a valley full of red water and trees, a magic city in the ocean, and a big, frozen mountain! That two-headed fellow loves talking about it! And fire!"

"Yes, I'm aware of the mountain. The other three are new though, know anything about them?"

Her new friend thought for a moment, then put his hands on his hips and shook his head. "That's about it! The city is very far away, and you'd need a boat to get there. The funny people who bring my friends food like going to the monastery, I think. But they don't like me, and I don't need food, so we don't talk very much!"

"I see..." Sectonia said. While helpful, this guy had very little information himself. What she did find strange now that she thought about it... How were there so many peaceful people here in a world that was supposed to be fueled by fighting? Was this area not run by a Consul or a flame clock and thus allowed to be peaceful, or was there some underlying problem?

"A question about the town then. Has there been any recent incidents of note, such as an act of violence or something of that kind?"

Papyrus mulled over the new question. "There have been more people coming here lately. I wonder if it's because the sun is gone, and it's always nighttime now? Maybe there's something scary out there in the dark." He shrugged. "Mr. Two Heads says its getting colder, without the sun. I don't feel the cold, myself, but I hope the sun comes back soon. Where could it have gone...?" He stared off into the dark, cloudy sky. "...They say the dark wants fire. If you're going out there, stay warm!"

Now that was interesting, considering there was a day-night cycle everywhere else to her knowledge. "I see. Thanks for the tour and the information." Sectonia said, sort of wanting to just go now. Although with how oblivious Papyrus was, he didn't notice this at all as Sectonia looked for another seeker to discuss plans or perhaps take Papyrus aggro off of her.




Roland


Level 7 Roland (53/70) holding 1 level up

Location: Field of Gold
Word Count: Less than 750


Once everyone had gotten to a farming town outside their destination, things got... well, it was almost like a brawl on the backstreets. Or at least, an argument upon what looked like fighters with various amounts of skill. While he wasn't a slouch in combat himself, he'd rather gather intelligence on the area instead of joining in the middle of a brawl involving the locals like Nadia or Big Band were. Instead, he moved around the town, using his perception warping mask to blend into the background as he moved about the area, listening to bystanders, looking at other fights that randomly broke out, and tried to find any written information about the city he could like a guide or something.

Eventually he found something akin to that, more explaining the city's tiers and what was involved in them through a combination of hearsay and written material. Or at least, what he could about all three tiers in the lowest tier of the city. So he took what he heard about the upper tiers with a grain of salt when some said it was 'the pinnacle of fighting divinity' or something of the like. Still, he'd spend his time gathering information than fighting, at least for now. Still, not being in Eseka itself, there was only limited information he could get.
Sectonia

Blazermate

Level 14 Blazermate (Holding 3 level up) - (8/140)
Level 13 Sectonia (holding 3 level up) (5/130)

Location: Snowdin
Word Count: 1443


Sectonia wasn't a fan of needing to be squeezed into a ship that could barely fit everyone, but the ride was short and they found themselves on the outskirts of a town named Snowdin in the hinterlands. Much like Sectonia asked, Edward traded for his ring so Sectonia didn't have to worry too much about the cold. At least until she found a more permanent solution. Regardless, to help everyone else as people started to break off into pairs, she summoned her fire antlers to follow Edward, Roxas, and Celica. They'd offer an aura of warmth around them to help stave off the cold, although they were pretty slow.

Alongside Geralt, Sectonia offered to look for information about the area, perhaps even some rumors on the guardian. She wasn't entirely confident she'd find anything about the latter... The people here were welcoming but probably unaware of what that thing was. So at first Sectonia decided to check out the mislabeled library. Maybe there were some things about the local area but after checking out a few books; having her ice antlers bring her books as she couldn't fit comfortably in the building before returning them; she found they weren't all that useful. Well, they WERE useful, but not for their current mission.

She learned a lot about some of the various worlds that got fused, including one that verified one of the outlandish stories Bowser had been bragging about which more... spooked Sectonia more than anything. Defeating the Dark Star that could destroy the world and take over the galaxy? That felt more like a hero story than anything, but that did confirm one of his stories to a T and it was clear he didn't write it so... what else was true? hm...

The second book was about some myth about an angel coming to save or destroy the underground. Considering they had already dealt with that 'angel', Sectonia only skimmed this book. She had absorbed that 'angel' after all, so she was living that legend. The third book she picked out was another vague mythological tale about 7 powerful emeralds that if brought together could change the universe and make thoughts real. Being as vague as the second book, Sectonia took it with a grain of salt but she figured that perhaps these were things to look out for. Wait, that being said, didn't she see one of those once?

The final book she picked out was another legend, but much more detailed than the others almost like a midground between the first and second. It mentioned a hero of time clad in green that struck down the king of evil, born from the wrath of an ancient demon. Eventually that king rose again leading to the gods drowning the world. Considering the pictures in the book, that king looked like Ganondorf but different. Perhaps what Midna had been going about was true, but what she said was vastly different from what was in this book, and even different from how Ganondorf acted so... Were there multiple versions of him running around?

If she had more time, she'd read more and more of these books. She had gained some interesting insights, but time wasn't on her side right now. Instead she decided to ask one of the two people that were outside in this cold. Seeing how one of them was at the edge of town, under a book, perhaps he had a lot of knowledge about the comings and goings of the area? While she didn't care for his looks, Sectonia knew a town of monsters wouldn't have many good lookers.

Moving to the campfire at the edge of Snowdin, Sectonia went to get some information from Soulfisher. Upon reaching him and his book hut, Sectonia let out a cough, that cough that noble ladies knew how to do to get attention in order to wake him. Unfortunately, her exhalation seemed to brook no response. For the moment the strange fellow, with his tall pointed hat and skeletal blue face, remained as cold and lifeless as the dying embers of his campfire.

Since his campfire seemed to be going out, Sectonia figured that, perhaps he'd react to her lighting it again? Using her fire breath, she spit a few fireballs at the campfire to relight it. The tinder caught fire readily, almost greedily, bursting into a bright, dancing flame. Its warmth radiated into the Soulfisher's body, and right away he raised his bowed head. "Uuuuuuooooogh...." he yawned, stretching creaky, spindly limbs. "Fire?" His voice was dry and aged, with a distinct southern twang. His empty sockets marveled at the little inferno by his feet. "Well, hey! I'd almost forgotten how it felt." Looking over at Sectonia, he seemed to read her at a glance, and tipped his hat in respect. "And salutations, good lady. Fancy meetin' someone like you here."

While he looked a bit ghastly, he had proper manners so Sectonia would reply in kind. "Hello. I am new to town. I see that you live here outside town. Any particular reason for that?"

"Oh, I don't live here, ma'am." The Soulfisher shook his head. "Matter of fact, I don't live much of anywhere. I just wander down the road from place to place, 'til my spark dies down and I put up my feet. Can't even rightly say where I'm headed. The Midnight Walk has a mind of its own, see. And a mind to teach its walkers a thing or two, to boot!"

"Hm... I see. In your travels, have you run into anything noteworthy? Anything around town I should know about?"

The wanderer glanced over at Snowdin. "Noteworthy? Of course. More than I could tell. But around here?" He scratched at his neck. "Warm beds. Hot cocoa. Open doors and hearts. Nothin' more and nothin' less. Simple and everyday things, but in a world like this? Worth more than gold." His gaze returned to Sectonia. "If you ain't from around here, I reckon you'll be movin' on soon too. Headed to Moon Mountain, where everyone's Midnight Walk does lead."

He extended a bony arm. Miles and miles and miles away, in the northwest, a lone mountain loomed over the landscape. A splash of gray silhouetted its pointy peak against the night-dark sky, as well as the enormous, pitted sphere that floated, motionless, above it. It possessed an ominous, abnormal menace, even from such a great distance. "Some folks call it Dragonspine, mind you. Others, just 'the mountain'." The Soulfisher shrugged. "Course, not everyone walks the walk. And not everyone who walks it reaches the end. Nevertheless, there it is. Waitin'." His empty sockets blinked. "Waitin'..."

"I see... What is waiting? a creature?" Sectonia asked. She also wouldn't be against hearing what other things he said. A traveler who makes it their mission to travel were often wellsprings of information.

"Why, Moon Mountain itself!" The Soulfisher chuckled. "A sight like that...if that ain't an open invitation, I don't know what is!" He crossed his arms. "If you're curious what you'll find there, well. Sounds like you better start walkin'. Or...flappin', as it were." After breathing in, he extended his hands toward the fire. Evidently this wanderer was in no rush to move on.

"If you have any other stories of what you've seen, feel free to share. I've got some time."

"Hah! Better listen up then," the Soulfisher replied. He began to ramble, spinning a long yarn about various stories he'd seen and heard during his travels, from the tale of the Nobodies' schism after their conquest of the Molgrims to the tale of a giant craftsman who created his daughters from clay. His stories lacked connective fiber, or clues about the Seekers' mission, but if nothing else they were rather entertaining. Sectonia made sure to keep the campfire lit and warm as she gathered this information. Sure she knew some would be useless, others wouldn't be coherent, but much like the books, there would be nuggets of proper information within the rambling nonsense.

Blazermate meanwhile went with to look for stuff for everyone. Although she was a bit without direction as outside of healing or fighting she really just went with the flow. As she lazily flew through the air, she saw an interesting thing, an abandoned manor up on the hill! That might have something! Although she'd need to find someone that'd be up to going up there with her as she wouldn't feel comfortable doing it alone. Maybe she could ask around and see which seeker would be up to going there with her?




Roland


Level 7 Roland (52/70) holding 1 level up

Location: Field of Gold
Word Count: Less than 750


Roland was indifferent to the hellpod drop. It was weird, but it wasn't unpleasant. Although his body shape was the prefect type for these pods, unlike say Band who just barely fit. They were dropped a bit away from their destination, so they had some time to go. Being a city person, such a wide area really wasn't something he was used to. It was... nice... though, all things considered. Roland didn't really do all that much but take a look around, following Nadia around as she seemed to know a bit more about what was going on maybe? That or she was just as lost as Roland was.

Having a bit more trouble getting around the water than the girl with boat powers, Roland was a bit late at her idea of taking down a giant fish for food. Maybe it was for the best, they didn't' need his help and he got time to relax. Well, as relaxed as you can be trying to move around so many water features.
Roland

Sectonia

Blazermate

Level 14 Blazermate (Holding 3 level up) - (5/140)
Level 7 Roland (51/70) holding 1 level up
Level 13 Sectonia (holding 3 level up) (2/130)



Location: The Avenger
Word Count: Less than 750


Blazermate had no problems getting up the next day, for multiple reasons. Sectonia, having not drank all that much by volume and knowing how to handle a hangover, was an early riser as well. Roland however, woke up with a hangover but surprisingly well rested. While Grimm was around to burn away his nightmares, Roland could get some actual sleep instead of being tortured by the various horrors he had seen or caused. That didn't help him having drank too much the previous night through, and with a groan, he got out of bed, got himself ready and made his way to the cafeteria to get some coffee.

After breakfast, something Sectonia was huffy about with how it was back to the low quality simple things, everyone got their briefings before handed some gear and pointed out to go to their vehicle. Tying a band to their arms wasn't a problem for Blazermate or Roland, not fully understanding the item. For Sectonia though, she had to find a proper spot to tie hers, eventually wearing it as a belt around her slim midsection.

Upon meeting Edward and the others at the Pelican -1, a ship that Sectonia wasn't sure how it would hold all of them without them all squeezing in, it crossed her mind that she was one of the few without any cold gear. While she could use her new fire breath and her red antlers to keep herself warm like she did when scaling that ice mountain, that would still be very annoying regardless. Although she also noticed Edward was wearing a fair amount of new items. One of which was a cold resistance ring? Where did he get that? There wasn't anything in the armory from what she knew like that.

"Well, thats a very useful item for where we are going to go. Where did you get that?" Sectonia asked. Edward explained that he made it himself, using the essence of other magic items to craft the ring. Something like this interested Sectonia in more ways than one, but for now a cold ring for herself, as cold outfits for someone of her size would be difficult to acquire, was something she was interested in. She knew that there were some magic items in the Armory that weren't being used, so she decided to head there for a quick look.

As Sectonia went to the armory to look for things that could be used to craft a cold resistance piece of jewelry for herself, she'd find that Roland had gone there as well. While Sectonia was grabbing the ice wand Dagon and deciding what second magic item for Edward to craft with, Roland was looking over the items himself and picked up the Greed Shield. Seeing as that was one of the magic items, Scetonia asked him why he was grabbing that one, but what came out of his mouth made way too much sense. "This makes gold, and I need to pay off my bar tab." Sectonia didn't argue that fact at all and let him have it. Roland grabbed the item then left, thinking there were some valuable things there, but decided that a weapon that made money would make him a lot of money with how often he clashed.



Although as she looked through the rest of the items, only the shield Roland grabbed seemed to be of a strength requirement of magic that would be needed to make her item. So instead she grabbed the leather jerkin that boasted some cold resistance and left the armory. Before she left though, she seemed to gain a new sense for the various ores and crystals in the armory and an appreciation, evaluation, and properties of them. She noted that the Festive Spycicle, the Morkite oil, and the core stone were incredibly valuable and could be used for many things and decided to grab the festive Spycicle to possibly sell later while informing Susie of the latter two as the Avenger often needed funds. While not entirely sure why she could appraise gems and minerals as well as she could, she did emphasis how valuable a few of the items, including the core stone, were to Susie. Noting the Core Stone could focus the power of a star without much issue. What the bot girl did with that information was up to her.



Heading back to the ship, Sectonia handed Edward the leather jerkin, saying. "Well, I found an item, but that wont be enough for you. Considering how difficult it is to find cold weather clothing for someone of my royal stature, could you trade me that ring? I'll give you a red antler to command and for warmth alongside this item... At least until a time where this ring will not be needed either through finding an item that can replace it, or no longer needing it."

Blazermate, being a member of the same group, didn't say much of anything. She didn't need any weather resistance gear as she was more or less immune to the elements, but if she had to heal frostbite, she'd have to heal frostbite.
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