AzureKnight

Home is where the Hearth is [Closed]

@Mae

Think you'd have room for a witch character? I saw for the most part you didn't have anything QUITE like that do far.

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

A Small Respite

_{@Rune_Alchemist@Click This@VitaVitaAR@Pyromania99}

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Maison d’Violette

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Lucrecia looked on as a simple bystander as Myrilla and Eliz had a bout of words after the fight was broken up, having already said her peace as she stated her understanding of the chain of command. Lady Livia would always come first before there "beloved" combat instructor. In a classy show of indifferent towards Eliz's taunts, she made a hardy laugh and spat at the ground before heading off. The other maids simply sighed and apologized to the little scale demon, seemingly used to this type of behavior from Myrilla. Guess she wasn't kept around for her sunny disposition...

"My apologies Eliz." Lucrecia said, walking over to her new demon comrade. "I haven't known Myrilla as long as the other senior maids, but I can tell she has a certain "way" about her, shall we say?"

Viatrix decided that enough time had been wasted and decided to point the group in the direction of the changing rooms, where the head maid Mariarca awaited them. Just then, Katherine, who had slept in and missed a great deal this morning, finally joined the group as well. Her, along with her unsettling dolls that always followed her. As the firbolg girl didn't seem to be at all ashamed of her conduct, Lucrecia could only mentally shake her head. She certainly had quite the few...eccentric associated with this gig. Nevermind that now, it back on to business.

"Yes, quite. Let us be off then." She said, cosigning Polina.

Arriving at the dressing room, they were all greeted by Mariarca, who Lucrecia greeted with a polite bow. "Eh, scusa, Madonna." Lucrecia started reluctantly. "Instructor Myrilla had attack Eliz earlier in the courtyards. Calling it a "training exercise", despite the fact it was far to violent to be as such. I had did my part in breaking it up, and Eliz of course is perfectly fine. All things considered..."

Home is where the Hearth is [Closed]

Looks like an interesting change of pace. I might toss my hat.

Wondering if you mean for players to have only one character, or if we can play multiple?

The Lion's Banner: A Fire Emblem-Inspired Anime Fantasy RP

_{@VitaVitaAR@Eisenhorn@HereComesTheSnow}

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Heretic Grounds

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Valmyra turned to another Lions' member who addressed her, this time it was the heavily armored man Istvan. Earlier he and Cadmon, the other member he was in service to, had outlined their plan to have the former lead a raid team as part of the bait squad to smash up the effigies and draw out their targets. Honestly, Valmyra didn't really understand all that much the odd and intricate tactics these human warriors implored. But, it'd best to learn it now, since she'd be working so many of them. The Lamia had ultimately decided to join the bait squad to add in drawing out the enemy, most serpents preferred to lie in wait and ambush but Val was always a more forthright and standoffish person. She was admittedly rather on edge, working with such a large group, but she'd just have to grit her fangs and bear it.

"I can't speak of how well we'll work together, but I will follow your lead." She responded to Istvan.

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Sitting in the forest, the sun now set, Valmyra indeed felt right at home amongst the sea of tress. She watched as Urden wasted no time in smashing the effigies with his axe, the sounds of metal chopping away at wood. As opposed to using her lance to do the job, Val thought it easier to simply smack the figures with her large tail. Letting loose a powerful whip, Val had smacked one completely out of the ground with such force it shattered as it slammed against a nearby tree. She began to see moving figures appear from the bushes and branches as she wiped bits of wood and grain from her tail. It seemed the commotion they caused finally garnered some attention. Underlings of the necromancer descended upon them; they made sneers and muffled sounds under the masks they wore, flailing their crude weapons as they began their attack.

"Filthy rodents." She spat.

The lamia grabbed the nearest attacker using her impressive coils, nearly squeezing the life out of them before skewering them with her lance. She then threw the body at another pair attempting to flank her. Before they could get up, Val already slithered toward them with surprising speed, stabbing one in the chest and slamming her tail down on the other's spine. She felt a satisfying crack as she landed her blow, that let her know that he's days of desecration were over. She looked over at Urden who seemed to be doing just fine against masked assailants, making loud war cries as he swung his axe wildly. Hopefully, the better they performed here the better position the other team would be in.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Kazenosuke, Dancing Blade

_{@PaulHaynek@Crowvette@Nakushita}

Kazenosuke's House

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A Deadly Dance

As Shizuka charged with Yuki at his back, Io let loose her stream of ice upon the Dancing Blade wielder. Kazenosuke did not back down as Shizuka unleashed his afterimage technique, seemingly confident that he could parry a multi-directional attack. However, he was forced to block Io's magical blast using his sheath. It did indeed block the technique, but it shattered upon him dropping it, no longer able to make use of it. This, in turn, left Kazenosuke open to the vagrant's attack. To little to late did he attempt to meet the offense; Shizuka's three simultaneous slashes hit their mark. With blood dripping from his side, Kazenosuke could do little but stumble back to the side of his abode. Holding his sword in one hand and his side with the other, his back was against the wall as he raised his blade once again. Proclaiming that he would still continue the bout, his eyes held a fleeting determination as he pointed his blade at the trio.

"Kazenosuke-san, you show a willingness to be cut down, in a fight were nothing need be on the line?" Shizuka said, shaking his head with a tone of disappointment. "How long must we continue this until someone keels over? There is no need to drag this contest out any longer, admit defeat Dancing Blade."

As Shizuka attempted to convince his fellow swordsman to surrender, he immediately turned to Yuki, who began charging a large amount of mana. As it swelled inside of her, her horns began to glow and emit a lightning-like energy. The chi began to flow from her horns down into her elongated claws. With thunder crackling in the air around them, Yuki made a charge at the wounded Kazenosuke before Shizuka could even console her. Dammit, she was being too reckless! Powerful opponents like him were the most dangerous when their backs were against the wall.

"Yuki-chan, wait! Don't go off halfcocked!" He exclaimed. Instead of hoping, perhaps in vain, that Yuki would heed his warning - he opted to offer aid in case she received a painful counter for her trouble. Using his godlike speed, he would jump in front of a blow meant for Yuki, if Kazenosuke had one planned. He would have an afterimage take the hit, then he's real self would get her out of the way. Hopefully it wouldn't come to that though...

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Yurine the Death Keeper

_{@PaulHaynek@Restalaan@Enkryption@The Irish Tree@Hammerman}

Terauchi Temple

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"It is as Yurine-san says, Ayu." Atsuha responded. "Thankfully our comrades were able to quell her rage and we were able to subdue her."

Hearing Yurine's suggestion, she was about to answer when she noticed Skars and Gringor arguing amongst each other for a brief moment. Sighing, she stepped between them to quell the conflict.

"Gods above, do you ever stop arguing." She groaned, turning to Gringor. "Gringor, was it? Funny, don't think we get to speak very often to one another. At any rate, you have my gratitude in helping to save my sister from herself. Desipte what some may say, high orcs can't be all bad." She mused to the male mamono. Watching him walk off further inside the temple she turned back to her lover.

"I...suppose that would be a good idea. A lot's happened today, and I'm still a bit winded from that technique that brutish warrior landed on me." She said, making sure she still wasn't bleeding from her forehead. "Also, she thankfully appears to be a peace right now." She looked at her little sister, who was still resting in Skarsneek's arms. "Yurine-san, I do believe that we all could use a breather after today's events. It's best we tend to Hinami after tending to ourselves first." She responded to the gravekeeper.

"You know? I don't think I've ever tried out the hot springs here, I think I'll do just that." She smiled at Skarsneek. "I'm sure I would enjoy it much more if you were with me, but I unfortunately must ask you to look after Hinami for a while if you don't mind." She said. Beginning to make for the springs, she would surprise the goblin with a sudden tight hug that lifted him off the ground. "Thank you, my beloved." She said, planting a kiss on his cheek. At that point, she made her way off to the hot spring to replenish her stamina and hopefully her spirits as well.

Arrived in front of the springs, Atsuha carefully removed her white kimono. Neatly folding it, she gently placed on the ground before the pool. She'd have to remember to clean it later. She then skittered into the spring, her legs began to be submerged in the water. Since she was taller that most people, Atsuha tried to get to the center of the spring where she thought it deepest. Crouching down, she was able to have her spider body completely submerged in the pool. and only a part of her human half was visible. Part of the tree-like plant on her back stuck out, which left some sakura petals floating on the surface. As she soaked in the steam and water, mainly thoughts weighed on the spider's mind. She began to slump more into the pool, and as she did a couple of tears began to run down her cheeks.

"Hinami, what are we even doing here...?" She said to herself.

Genshin Impact - Eikons [Current Chapter: Geo]

_{@Sho Minazuki@Enkryption@The Irish Tree}

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Zweidaya

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The songstress made a face at John's retorts. She then turned a curious eye toward the other, older woman present. "The pleasure is all yours, Ms. Juniper." She said. "While I don't usually travel to these types of locals, I thought it a good chance of pace to do so." Tiziana wasn't too surprised that this Juniper knew who she was, having done her part in making a name for herself. She imagined that word of mouth could travel even as far as a backwater place like this. Originally, Tiziana came here with establishing a new gig in mind. However, this current string of events may prove to be more interesting. For this reason, she decided to tag along with John and the woman.

Walking up to John's side, she leaned closer in to her fellow witch's ear. "Also, it's nice to finally learn your name, John." Realizing she didn't like being refer to by her 'other' name.

Following behind Juniper, they made their way further down the city streets. Tiziana had to admit, she wasn't a fan of these gritty back alleys, finding them to be unsavory. Couldn't complain too much, though, as she did choose to come along. She felt the magic coming from John's eyes, noticing she used the same spell during their earlier scuffle. She also made note of how it seemed to drain her stamina as time went on. Eventually, the group reached a peculiar looking building, which Tiziana guessed was where Juniper did business. On it was a neon lit sign that read, "Club Spades". Going inside, she put a hand to John's shoulder noticing her nausea. Looking around the establishment, it seemed Juniper made her business by involving herself in underground fighting rings. Fighters of all shapes and sizes were on display, bashing each other's brains out and cheering drunks egging on the carnage. Tiziana didn't care for it one bit.

Juniper then led them into a lounge area, where a strange man dressed in a purple suit with an owl perch on his shoulder that didn't match his aesthetic. As the man leaned in closer, he seemed to allude to the fact that Tiziana was a noble of sorts. "Good Evening, Mr. Charles." She said. "I see that your establishment has no shortage of pugilistic entertainment." Her arms folded, she held her closed fan to the side of her face. "Of which, I'll be taking no part in. I mean, look at me." She used gestures to highlight the feminine curves associated with her body. "Martial arts aren't the arts that I specialize in, as I prefer recreation of a different sort." She looked as Juniper lead John out of the room, likely prepping her for an upcoming match. Tiziana seemed to ponder for a moment, then turned back to Charles. "For now, think of me as John's sponsor." She said. "In addition, I'll also be betting on her to win."

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Sitting in a VIP section during the sport, Tiziana looked on as the fight between John and this Bjorn went under way. Hearing the crowd chant his name and taking a look at his physique, it was no wonder why he had such a following. Interestingly, Bjorn seemed to know John prior to this confrontation. After actually hearing it, the songstress made a frown which was then followed by a light chuckle. "Goodness, this woman really DOES get into trouble wherever she goes...".

Looking over the fight itself, she at first, wasn't that much interested in it. Just another slogfest of face bashing and sweaty wrestling. However, as the fight grew more and more climatic, Tiziana unconsciously became more drawn to it over time. Oh nice, how'd she counter that? Quick, dodge or you'll be skewered! She silently cheered her fellow witch on. Her eyes widened when Bjorn kicked John square in her pelvis, the sheer shock of the act left her stunned. "You disgusting brute, have you NO honor?!" She exclaimed. Rules be damned, that's still no excuse for treating a lady in such a way!

Both fighters bloodied and battered, the match appeared to be reaching its final stages. The ice and fire elemental mastery was on full display, and Tiziana had to admit that it impressed even her. Charging each other again, Bjorn had gotten John into an strong hold, attempting to use his superior strength to overpower her. However, Tiziana was not prepared for what happened next. John ending up puking right on Bjorn's face in the middle of the match. The sight made Tiziana sick to her stomach herself... Hilariously, this allowed John to gain the upper hand and eventually win the fight via a pressure hold. With Juniper announcing the winner along with the crowd's cheers, John had passed out from exhaustion. Both she and Bjorn were carried out by the medical team to have their wounds treated. Tiziana turned to the odd woman after she made her statement. "Just make sure Charles pays me what I am owed, my fighter did win her match after all." She said. She then departed toward the medical ward, following the team that took away the two fighters.

She had too admit, she felt a little bit more sorry for Bjorn. Losing a match AND having banana puke on your face was enough to crush away one's spirits...

Magus Reaver: Scions of Sorcery

Croc Crush

_______________________________________________ Difficulty: ⭐⭐ Reward: 2000G Inventory: None

@Enkryption@Polaris North@The Irish TreeNPC(s): Lapis

"Uwaaahh!" Keith let out a girly yell as he was struck in the chest by Scarlett's tendril-chain. It was then pulled out of him as Shavis confronted Scarlett, but Keith was still standing with his wound slowly closed as the seconds passed.

"Sort this out?! Do you not see the hole in my chest courtesy of your buddy?!" Keith replied to Hector. "I'm afraid that ship has sailed, my good sir!"

The mercenary moved to the side and threw several shurikens at Hector, while also throwing one for each bullet that he suspended in the air. He then switched targets, unsheathing two swords and going after Lapis. Twirling his blades in the approach to deflect any projectiles or to slice away any of Hachigan's tentacles that neared him, Keith would slash at the azure esper once he got close enough.

This would prove to be the case, as Hachigan’s appendages did little to stop the onslaught of the merc’s swordplay. Now on Lapis, she attempted to block Keith’s slash with an ice bolt. It worked, but he quickly kicked her away into her own summon. Knocked back a bit, with a groan she regained her stride, but she quickly looked over to Scarlett. In a seemingly delirious state of mind, Lapis looked on with shocked eyes as the iron-blood alchemist took on a more feral form. Lapis had an ominous feeling in regards to the mana that flowed out of her, she’d never felt anything like it…

She then shot a glance at Shavis, who combined with Shadar and prepped to stop Scarlett from going rampant. That only left Hector to assist Lapis against the masked sellsword. Amongst the conflict, however, there was a menacing snarling sound that could be heard coming up from outside. Accompanying it was a sudden rumbling of Keith’s makeshift safehouse, the walls shocked and creaked while the floor quaked beneath them. ”It’s the Makara, they followed our trail!” Lapis exclaimed. Due to the fighting, she only now was able to feel their raging ids, if it weren’t for that she could’ve warned them sooner. With a cracking explosion, a scaled claw erupted from the floorboard, slashing Keith’s leg in the process. The wound began to heal as soon as it was cleaved, and the merc had the presence of mind to quickly move out of the way before the entire beast was on him. More soon followed, and at that point roughly five of the creatures were on the party and Keith. Two jumped at Shavis, who was still focused on Scarlett. Another made its way toward Hector, who at first had his gun pointed at the merc. The other two continued their attack on Keith, with Lapis being added to the list. Keith slashed at one, the deep wound exposed pale tissue from which ran crimson blood. This, however, did not deter the beast and it already had Keith pinned to the grow before he could prep for a second attack. With its strong jaws and claws, it began tearing the merc’s body apart; one of his arms already rolled over to the side. With his girlish screams, Keith struggled in vain to break free. The fresh smell of blood immediately attracted the second Makara, and the one that was originally stomping toward Lapis. Rushing the squirming Keith, all he could do was make panicked yelps as the crocs made a supper out of him, eventually his yelps were drowned out by the sounds of snarling and tearing flesh. Soon, much of the floor was covered in red, and whatever parts of Keith the beasts didn’t care for.

”You see, this is what happens when you don’t respect nature!” She yelled at the now deceased Keith. She said that, yet on the inside Lapis felt sick to her stomach. She only attacked him in self defense in an escalating situation, and she certainly didn’t mean for him to die in such a gruesome way.

The group had another problem, with the feral stomping of the beasts the shack would likely give way. If they didn’t think of something soon, the entire hut would come crashing down on them.

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Badland Heist

_______________________________________________ Difficulty: ⭐⭐⭐ Reward: 3000G, New magitech inventory available in shop Inventory: None

@PaulHaynek@Silverstein NPC(s): Evelyn

With a reluctant smile, Evelyn took Leon’s hand and was thus helped off the ground. ”You’ve my thanks.” She said, ”It seems you have some manners, after all. You’re alright for a shady rogue.”
”Ha! Well, I could’ve fought on for even longer. I would’ve made you lightweights feed your lunch at the Tower to me for a year if I had to pick up your slack!” She said, replying to Einer’s and Leon’s statements. She could feel her scrapes and bruises fade away at Einer’s healing tune. Although her wounds were healed, the mana she lost still hadn’t fully replenished.

”Come on, follow me inside. No tricks, I promise.” Said the conspirator.

Following the worker inside, much to his word nothing was amiss. It seemed that all of the bandits who were inside came out to deal with the reavers. Eventually, an assortment of crates and burlap sacks came into view. ”Don’t worry about those, they’re just supplies.” He said. Walking past them, they made their way into a large spacious room in the back of the cave. It looked to have been converted into a makeshift safe house. Over in the corners of the room were casings with see-through glass, of which various weapons could be seen. They also bore the company insignia of the company.

”Alright, as promised, here are all the stolen goods.” Said the worker, turning to the group.

”So…are you going to explain why you decided to go gallivanting with a bunch of thieves and throw away your job? Not that I care…”” Evelyn interjected, still leaning on Leon for support. ”Were you press-ganged into working for them, or…” Her eyes narrowed. ”Did you sell them out on purpose?”

”It’s…more complicated than that…” He said, unable to look at the group at eye level. ”Josef, he’s…he’s not as good a person as you may think he is…” Evelyn looked at the man with perplexity.

The party could press the man further for his thoughts, or they could just leave his fate with the authorities and collect the stolen goods.

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Necropolis

_______________________________________________ Difficulty: ⭐⭐⭐⭐ (Special Request) Reward: 5000G, Notoriety increase Inventory:

@Hammerman NPC(s): Ruecian, Rozemyme

Roze would quickly feel the lingering pain from her wounds dissipate as Lanus’s Nymph did her work, the gash closing up almost completely. ”Thank you, Lanus.”” She said to the Fae invoker.

Ruecian, on the other hand, wasn’t having as much relief in consulting Rana. That was when Renee came up to her, making direct eye contact whilst detailing her accounts of dealing with the effects of miasma first hand. She seemed to be more receptive of Renee’s words, snapping out of her depression for a moment. She wiped the tears from her eyes and began to address her. ”Even so, things didn’t have to be this way.” She said. ”They put us in a position where we couldn’t refuse this mission. But, thank you. To you as well, Ruecian Valeniquen, I suppose…” She referred to the latter with a more sober tone.

”Uh, sure, no prob…” He replied, scratching the back of his head. Roze was now up and seemed to be walking fine, walking over to Rue, Renne, and Rana. Acknowledging her presence, Rue turned to the group as a whole. ”I think we’ll go ahead and call this a day then, let’s head back and report to the statesman.” He said.

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Appearing back at the base camp, they explained the situation to the statesman in charge. He seemed to understand, and was satisfied with the results. ”Well met, I see this Tower of yours has no shortage of talented fighters. I look forward to seeing more from you, perhaps I’ll even have the luxury of relying on your services in the future.” He said to the group, handing them their payment. He then gave an apathetic glance at Rana. ”You’ve fulfilled your role here as well, Rana Schuellen, you are dismissed.” He then left the group and began making preparations for fully purifying the area. Rana was surprised by the apathy displayed by her former superior.

”Hmm, Rana, what do you intend to do now?” Rue said to her.

”Well.” She began, ”I originally took this job so I could acquire more funds for research. But with all that’s happened, I’m not sure about that anymore…” Her tone was one of defeat and uncertainty. ”There's no reason for me to stick around here, not that I would. I suppose for the time being I’ll travel back to Morgenröte with you all, after that…I’ll figure something out.”

”You could come to Eon with us.” Roze interjected. ”I don’t doubt that you’d be welcome there. ” Rana went wide-eyed for a moment at Roze’s statement. ”I-I don’t know about that. I mean, why invite me there when-” She cut herself off, her face full of an unknown guilt. ”Nevermind. Besides, that Irvin man is gathering those with exceptional talent and resources. I don’t see why a b-list magus like me would be welcome there…

”We won’t twist your hand.” Rue said. ”But, you should know that Arteus isn’t like what you may think.” Rana glanced at Rue after his statement, but went back into her own world not a moment after.

With everything settled, the group was set to load up back into their vehicle and return to the Tower. It was early evening, and would likely be nightfall by the time they returned. They were free to head back if they so desired. They could inquire further into what may be on Rana's mind if they wanted to pry...

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Kazenosuke, Dancing Blade

_{@PaulHaynek@Crowvette@Nakushita}

Kazenosuke's House

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A Deadly Dance

Shizuka, unfortunately, found his plan backfired. Instead of stopping Kazenosuke's blade, his own blade was parried and for his trouble received several slashes that caused him to stagger back. Yuki, quickly came as a follow up, now angered and appearing to take the fight more seriously. She was able to deliver a blow to the distracted swordsman, shredding a bit of his robe in the process. Yuki dodged his counter, but he was able to push her away using his scabbard. Gaining back the ground he lost, he again span his blade, clearly confident they wouldn't find a crack in his defense a second time.

While bleeding, thankfully the wounds Kazenosuke inflicted weren't too deep. Io had done the liberty of casting healing magic, stopping the bleeding and patching up the cuts. Acknowledging Io's signal of a plan of attack, he nodded in agreement. However, in the off chance it didn't work, he wanted to have a backup. At that point, he turned to his oni comrade. "Yuki-chan, that last exchange gave me an idea. Follow Io's lead for now and strike at our friend here as soon as you see an opening." He said. Looking at the spell Io fired, he immediately deduced the lich's plan. Slowing him down with frost, eh?

With that, Shizuka utterly vanished from beside Yuki. Just after, three images of Shizuka charged at the Dancing Blade from different angles. Despite his technique being herald as the ultimate defense, he couldn't defend against an attack from Yuki whilst being distracted. He would attempt to find a blind spot using his afterimages, attempting to further breach his guard and coming with an immediate counter if Io's ice beam was deflected. If Shizuka got parried again, he'd have to make sure to use Eseryu in order to avoid a more damaging slash.

Hopefully this would give him and Yuki an opportunity to put the match in their favor.

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Yurine the Death Keeper

_{@PaulHaynek@Restalaan@Enkryption@The Irish Tree@Hammerman}

Terauchi Temple

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The trip back was met with a bittersweet silence, especially from the Hangai sisters. Hinami was still unconscious, being carried back to the temple by Gringor and Skarsneek. Atsuha had gotten injured during the fight, which she didn't perform very well in. In addition, she already exhausted mind was completely focused on using the lilies in order to help quell Hinami's rapacious nature. She didn't want to think what could've happened if things didn't go at the cemetery as they did.

Upon arriving, they were greeting by Ayu, as they usually were.

"I believe Takeshi-san and Kikyo-san were discussing something in private." She said, barely acknowledging Ayu's presence.

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

A Small Respite

_{@Rune_Alchemist@Click This@VitaVitaAR}

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Maison d’Violette

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Lucrecia's charge had worked, and she was able to repel the clash of the demon recruit and their superior officer. Although, she made a slight wince at the numbing pain that came with stopping Eliz's attack."Scuse Madonna, but I was ordered by Signora Fiore herself to ensure little Eliz doesn't get into any sort of trouble. Even if it's you..." She replied to Myrilla. The arrival and reprimand of Sieg and Viatrix caused Myrilla to finally lower her blade, and hopefully Eliz would also back off. The battle instructor didn't seemed fazed at the fact that her actions would be reported to Lady Livia, apparently her job security was such that she was certain nothing too ramifying would happen to her. Must be nice...

Lucrecia couldn't help but chuckle a bit at the joke Viatrix made at Myrilla's expense, realizing too late that might have been a mistake. She turned to Polina for a moment when Sieg stated that she would also be reported to Lady Fiore, due in part to her lack of action in stopping Eliz from getting into conflict. The look Lucrecia gave her told something along the lines of, "Well that sucks..."

Sheathing her machetes, Lucrecia would again feel the numbness left from parrying Eliz's blow. It wasn't anything too serious though, and hopefully it would go away before she was sent out on another mission.

The Lion's Banner: A Fire Emblem-Inspired Anime Fantasy RP

_{@VitaVitaAR@Crimson Paladin@Eisenhorn}

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Hraesleg Lions Base Camp

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At Roger's correction of his name, Valmyra's face tunred a cherry red as her eyes widened. The mission hasn't even started, and she's already getting names wrong...

"Apologies..." She said in a weak, defeated tone. She would elect to remain silent for the time being, until she was addressed directly or had concerns with a given plan. Until that point, she would slump into a depressive state, attempting to avoid drawing further attention to herself.

She would still take note of her other allies, however. The humans (and one Nem) gathered around were quite the motley crew. All of them from different backgrounds and walks of life. The little Nem began discussing poisons with the clocked blonde on the team. The little one seemed to be a merchant by trade, and it showed in her speech... Val was reminded of some of the human merchants she gave patronage to during her town visits. They spoke convincingly and with much enthusiasm - anything to make a sale. Lirrah, was it? She thought to herself. Gods, she hoped she got that name right. She felt there was more to her than meets the eye. The clocked woman, on the other hand, gave off the air of an assassin. Probably no stranger to the subject matter then.

Her thoughts were broken as Urden, another fellow teammate, leaned over to her. She began to pout as she glared at the gruff mercenary. "Oh stop. He's probably annoyed enough as it is!" She said, her face full of exasperation. Turning to their captain, she informed them all that their targets were likely fell worshipers. Val had to keep herself from bearing her fangs at the mention. She thankfully never had a run in with their ilk before, but their sacrilegious actions showed they had no respect for nature. That disgusted her more than anything.

"Captain, I will echo Urden and say I am fine with wherever you feel my skills would work best in. I will say that I am at home in forested terrain and can move nimbly amongst the trees.