Athinar

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@Fallenreaper@Tearstone How about we start to work on such a thing, then? I have to go, right now, but maybe we could work on such a thing? (IDK if Echo's thing is done, but if so, how about we do that?)

I was thinking about maybe singular ship-to-ship combat? (Maybe small fleets, if possible?)

Unhallowed Ground - Evil Divided (Adrian Vs Athinar)

"I had the power
of death once in my own hands
I surrendered that, though."
Athinar switched to Czech, one of the most dominant of all Slavic languages, and said,
"I fear not death, child
I am like death to the sheep
however, this can't end now."
He grinned at the Vampyr, who seemed to talk by Haiku. Two could play this game. His knowledge of Czech, Haiku, and Vampyrs would suggest that he was more than he seemed, although he probably had inferred that by the Blade appearing in front of him.

Suddenly getting an idea, Athinar summoned the Blade, and sliced through the stone coffin, causing it to slide to one side, (cut in half,) and land in the middle of the corridor with a loud bang! Flipping the coffin lid up with his foot, Athinar kicked it forward. It was extremely uncomfortable to do, but Athinar found the struggle, the experience, exhilarating. The desiccated remains of some centuries-dead man remained in the bottom of the coffin, which Athinar then grabbed, leaving the blade hovering in the air in front of him, and broke the skeleton over his knee, and then threw the halves of the old corpse down the hallway at the Vampyr. This all might seem to be craziness, but Athinar was simply trying to hinder the Vampire's movement, so he wouldn't be able to use that inhuman speed characteristic of the Nosferatu.

Spinning around, and grabbing the Blade, Athinar fled deeper into the Hallowed Halls, running with an insane grin on his face. This. Was. Fun.

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Hey everybody, are you all waiting on me? If so, I'm sorry, I was trying to give everyone else an opportunity to post.

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Hmm, I have an idea. How about we get a spaceship arena? You spec out the type of ship, your command crew, and fight? I dunno if anyone else would be interested, but I certainly would be.

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@Fallenreaper Naw, Ruby's right around the same level as Iron, although she is significantly more... murder-ey.

Unhallowed Ground - Evil Divided (Adrian Vs Athinar)

@MelonHead Back in Skalldricjaart, I remember when the wyvern went down. My team, boys all, died in the crash. All except for me, because I was in a hospital, recovering from an arrow wound to the knee. I still blame myself.

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@LeeRoy Um, well, you see.... Eeh, about as fast as it would take to get close to the speed of light, if focusing, and strong enough to move planets. He can also manipulate his own form, so yeah. There's a very good reason I put his true form in god-tier.

Unhallowed Ground - Evil Divided (Adrian Vs Athinar)

Slight issue there, you said your character came round the corner in your initial post (hence being able to see Adrian) but then you had him walking forward (towards Adrian) as he spoke, hence me tracking the distance between them. That would put you out of range of the safety of the corner in the corridor.

This is less me trying to get an advantage over you and more for people reading wondering what the hell just happened. Useful training I suppose as well.

I could just work with it actually, though it's going to make your character look a trifle insane.

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Hah, yup, that's Athinar, always batshit crazy. :P

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During the Riots

Uskriss Ranore heard the shouting three hours before the riots began. It came from upstairs in the apartment building that they lived in, and didn't sound like it would stop any time soon. Uskri disregarded it, thinking it was just another young, hopeful couple becoming disillusioned by the reality of Lost Haven, when the shouting went outside. And it was louder than just another domestic dispute.

Throwing on his leather jacket, Uskri kissed his mama Via on the cheek, and said, "Ai, mamma, I'll be going out, I need to see what's going on. Be right back, I promise!"

Nodding her assent, the tiny woman said, "Ah, no worries Uskri, I know you'll come back fine. By the way, the stew will be done in an hour!"

Deep in his mind, voice made a rough approximation of a snort. Yeah, right. Knowing this city, it's probably some person who can spit glue, making a mess of the neighborhood.

Smiling, and walking to the door, Uskri thought, Hah, Mot, don't be so pessimistic! For all you know, it could be something cultural! Like a parade- Uskriss opened the door, and his expression hardened. I hate it when your pessimism wins, Motega, you know that?

If a smirk could show in Thoughtspeech, Motega would be grinning from ear to ear. Pessimism? I call it realism- Uskriss had to stop listening as a metal baseball bat swung towards his head, in the hands of a hooded, bandanna-wearing thug. Ducking a hairs-breadth, Uskri waited for the thug to get overbalanced, and then simply pushed down on the baseball bat, causing it to clatter to the cracked concrete. Grabbing the thug by the collar of his shirt, he pulled him up so he was looking him in the eye.

"And just what, exactly, didja think you were gonna' accomplish by doing that?"