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Moonlight and Witch's Work: An anime and JRPG-inspired Witch RP

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Moonlight and Witch's Work: An anime and JRPG-inspired Witch RP

oh, we started
I'll try and get a post up tonight

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Moonlight and Witch's Work: An anime and JRPG-inspired Witch RP

Talulah Fourier

& Trifoliata

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In a past life, Talulah might have thought hunting criminals would itself have been a criminal misuse of her skills. Even now, it still twinged a minor annoyance in her, but she was able to recognize that it was a civic duty as a witch, especially one well-suited for tracking such as herself. Looking among her companions, she didn’t think the same of the others, though—the black-haired girl could only think what a motley group of girls this operation had thrown together.

She could see one of the other witches throwing glances towards the one in clanking full armor, and the other one dressed in full white.
Two beacons in the night.

This experience was definitely different than what she was used to abroad. Being back in Lumiere was almost a novel experience after being in the sandy deserts for so long, but being an entire ocean and them some between her and the nasty wind-swept curses that had sent her back home in the first place was a welcome respite. If she hadn’t been convalescing, she wouldn’t even have participated in an operation like this, but Trifoliata had insisted on it as a way to ease her back into the groove. Exploring and researching artifacts in the field was her raison d’etre.

Had it just been herself, Talulah would have insisted on diving straight into Notte’s Labyrinth. The ruins in particular wasn’t the brand of ancient empire that she was most interested in, but it was still remnants of an ancient empire, after all.

Trifoliata also said that doing things like this was a good way to rebuild her shattered reputation at home, but that was neither here no there. Either way, she was here, and Talulah was hardly going to disagree that hunting down criminal scum and putting them down if needed was necessary.

Talulah made a dramatic gallic shrug when the azure-haired witch finally commented on the composition of their little party. “I suppose it can’t be helped.” Her words were conciliatory, but it was clear that she was finding the silliness at least somewhat amusing.

She and Trifoliata had scouting covered, and she said as much. “Trifle’s in the air ahead of us. She’ll let us know if she sees anything.”

Despite the distance involved, mistress and familiar could still talk to each other. The falcon’s smooth voice was audible to others, although slightly distorted by distance. “…I’m gonna smack you. But no, I don’t see anything yet. From my perspective it’s obvious the neighborhood knows we’re around.”

The black-robed witch sighed, making her twintails sway as she shook her head. At least with a Lantern around, even if they bumbled around, she could still lock on to something.

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

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Galahad was not the only one who found the engagement dreadfully anticlimactic and frankly pathetic. For all of the paladins’ misplaced zealotry, they folded like wet paper the moment they had been subjected to a classic hammer and anvil attack. It almost made her wish that she hadn’t prepared the battlefield so thoroughly and saved some of her explosives, but that was a bad train of thought and Éliane nipped it in the bud.

The bolt of her rifle made a smooth clack as she ejected her last bullet casing, looking almost sour at being told by Zacharias to switch to detaining rather than killing. She was still thoroughly biased against him, but she knew enough when to stop.

Or knew enough that she would get hassled by Esben if she didn’t.

Slinging her weapon’s strap back across her shoulder, she hopped down from the roof, retrieving the remaining few explosives that she had laid once the battle had wound down. By then Miina and Rudolf had finally met up with them and she began to get a fuller picture of what had transpired this night. Her brow furrowed at the revelation of Loki’s involvement. She knew of the woman and her reputation in SEED, but the particulars of her profile weren’t something that she knew well. The betrayal was obvious enough, but she would have to ask Esben later.

Considering Rudolf’s words, she shook her head. “From what you described, it sounds like the only asset that could be considered Skaelan would be the traitor,” the pink-haired officer replied bitterly. “When we have the chance, I want to investigate their bodies.”

That too would have to wait. The intelligence that Valheim would be attacking in force in just a few hours took precedence. The mention of her trump card was being increasingly mentioned now, and she nodded. “I’ll go with you, Rudolf. We still have the original mount and the fire control director that goes with it. We’ll need that for the anti-aircraft role.”

She paused. “We’ll need to find a lot of ammunition for it too. Any suggestions for a gun shop we can raid for autocannon shells?”

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

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By now, Éliane’s direction was somewhat aimless, and the pink-haired woman was about to default to the fight that she could hear when some strange flickering lights in a window managed to catch her eye. It had been erratic for a moment, but it had quickly coalesced into two lights, pulsing in pattern that almost seemed like Skaelan telegraphic code…

“Well that’s interesting,” she muttered.

It took her another second to realize that was exactly what it was and it was spelling her name. It wasn’t very creative, but now she knew exactly where the spy she was looking for was. Pivoting on her feet as she landed on another route, she quickly diverted. It didn’t take long for her to be face to face with Esben and his resident fairies. “Lucky stroke there,” she commented, before standing a bit straighter at the mention of the incoming paladins. By the way he suggested setting up, it seemed they still had a little bit of time. Her eyes caught the forms of Zacharias and Cid coming out as they spoke, making her shoot a questioning glance at both them and Esben, but she quickly got to work, nodding at his offer to boost her up to the roof.

Éliane was completely out of the loop still, but she nonetheless had a firm target to take her frustrations out on in the form of zealous paladins. She would ask about the situation later.

On the roof, she quickly began preparing. The din in the distance of the chanting paladins was easy enough to tell which route they were about to take, and she immediately pre-sighted the stretch of road they would be coming down.

“If only I had the cannon with me,” she bemoaned, thinking of the carnage she could inflict with a rotary cannon straight down the length of the road the enemy was about to take. Unfortunately, carrying just the gun alone stretched her ability to travel across the roofs, let alone any of the ammunition she needed, so it had to be left behind temporarily at the safe house.

She made do with what she had though, finding just enough time to lay out some explosives on segments of the road. They weren’t exactly improvised explosives, but if she shot each grenade when the paladins were over them, they would work just as well.

Éliane glanced as one of the fairies greeted her on the roof. “Hey, Selene,” she greeted. “Give me some speed when I call for it. There’s enough targets, so why not try for the mad mad minute?”

With that, she took a prone position on the roof with her rifle pointed and sighted, waiting for the zealots to turn the corner. The moment the first knight came into her range and sight, she started blasting.

Moonlight and Witch's Work: An anime and JRPG-inspired Witch RP

Talu

Talulah Fourier

19 | Female

Appearance

Talulah is on the shorter and smaller end, with a lithe figure measuring only a finger over five feet tall without her witch’s hat. Her wavy dark black hair is done up in twintails, with a monocle on her smug mug.

Despite her personality, she dresses somewhat traditionally as a witch in all black, with long black robes, big black witch’s hat, matching shoes, and not much else. She makes up the variety with alterations to her neckline and collar—a white collared shirt and colorful tie might peek out of her robes one day, complete absence another; or then something high collared another day.

Personality

Arrogant and smug, with a flair for the dramatic, but with the sort of subdued self-awareness that has come from being humbled and tempered by actual experience. Quite a bit different from the grating conceit her peers might have remembered her from her academy days, Talulah is a witch that has a good measure of herself and where she stands, often surprising her old classmates with her newfound relative maturity since returning to Refne from her foreign expeditions.

Cooperative although slightly crabby at times, Talulah is a hard worker where she wasn’t before, pushing her boundaries for both self-improvement and research. Sometimes her laziness still shines through, especially when it comes to taking shortcuts. For her own amusement, she pushes boundaries socially too, though not always in the best way, sometimes straddling the line between infuriating and personable. It often ends in her finding a bird wing thwumping into her face for her efforts.

These days she vacillates between smug and flustered depending on the circumstance.

She has rarely strayed from her interest for new places and the old and unknown, going far and wide for these experiences. She has also always been a speed junkie. Fly fast, and she’ll never turn down a race.

Abilities

Talulah has a well-rounded education from a prestigious magic school, with the knowledge of a graduate of all three categories of magic. White magic by far is her weaker point, using enhancements to aid her other magic. Her evocation is not much better beyond the baseline, although she puts in the work to stay fresh in the field in support of her birds. The majority of Talulah’s beyond the book repertoire is in black magic, mainly in offensive magic with a secondary specialty in cursebreaking— not too surprising, given Talulah’s reputation as a curse magnet.

Her black magic is varied, but not particularly notable in strength—her main niche is speed, efficiency, and accuracy in all respects. She likes targeting and homing spells—both for herself and to augment companions. One of her main spells allows her to instantly swap with Trifoliata, and in general most of her spells lend well to scouting, following up with a rapid saturating response and an equally fast retreat.

Skills

She is a great, if somewhat reckless flyer. Although she doesn’t have a direct affinity for general research, Talulah is talented at appraising the function of magic artifacts and the value of general antiques on the fly, well enough that she had considered at point opening up a shop just for them before dismissing the idea.

Outside of strictly magical matters, Talulah is a falconer. It wasn’t something she grew up with, but something she had to quickly learn once she began working with Trifoliata and other birds but she’s taken an affinity towards both training non-sapient birds and hunting.

Equipment

Talulah’s monocle is a piece made from a recovered artifact, with its optics acting as a mage arm of sorts that helps her target, track, and augment her abilities to home in on targets for her spells with a very high accuracy.

Her wand, while standard equipment for a witch is high quality and robust, but it’s her broom that stands out, being race-built, with a customized handle and smooth varnished wood.

Brief Backstory

Talulah is from an old, well-established magical family in Refne. The name Fourier was prominent in the early years of the establishment of the Moon Circle Society, but over the centuries the house has declined in size and grandeur to just being one of the many notable families in the society, though just one with a storied background.

As such, the black-haired witch grew up surrounded by magic. She had the best magical toys, the newest brooms and wands, and a good education, attending one of the more prominent and prestigious magical schools in Lumiere. Talulah had a divisive reputation there; she had been a student with good grades and ideas, but with an ego to match and far too much arrogance for her own good.

She carried this attitude with her past graduation. She always had a bit of wanderlust, and she soon found herself attached to expeditions that took her far beyond the borders of Refne, to sandy lands across an entire ocean with ancient tombs and buried labyrinths of their own. Carrying herself with all the bombast of a new academy graduate, she quickly proceeded to alienate herself from all her colleagues, fell in well over her head in increasingly dire gauntlets of ruins, and sprung just about every curse trap that existed in that wind-swept land. She probably spent more time out of commission with cursebreakers going over her body than not. Her luck was that bad.

It took her a full year of this for her to fully eat her humble pie. A brush with death in a half-buried house, silenced by a very unluckily triggered cursed plate, and left high and dry after a particularly violent sandstorm finally made her shape up. Talulah had been led to safety by an unusually curious and attached falcon. It stuck around, but it too wouldn’t give the poor witch a break. It would fly with her when she scouted out ruins from the sky, and to her consternation, constantly kept beating her when she raced it.

She could never catch a break.

Eventually, she named her Trifoliata.

Despite being bullied by the bird, Talulah began working with her, making Trifoliata her familiar and actually learning some semblance of teamwork. She even got back into the good graces of some of her colleagues, although even with finally some support, Talulah still seemed to be a curse magnet whatever she tried.

It was a particularly bad curse that brought her back home to Refne to rest and recuperate.

Trifoliata

Trifoliata is a brown falcon. Her thoughts and human form made manifest by Talulah, she is a bird that thrives on schadenfreude. She’s a grinning, teasing creature, usually friendly but not always helpful. She keeps Talulah in check when the witch strays too far from the path. In her bird form, she roosts on her shoulder or head. Talulah’s also nicknamed her Trifle, but she usually gets a wing to the face each time she calls her that. Talulah does it anyway.

She mostly stays as a bird, and is primarily Talulah’s support in that form, helping her scout ahead, communicating with her in real time. She can coordinate other non-sapient birds into cooperating, carry objects as a courier or as a payload, and is nasty with her talons, but generally stays out of harm’s way unless Talulah can immediately swap in for her.

In her human form, she stands nearly a foot taller than Talulah and mostly exists to gorge on food. She can act as an assistant, but doesn’t very often.

Moonlight and Witch's Work: An anime and JRPG-inspired Witch RP

Talu

Talulah Fourier

19 | Female

Appearance

Talulah is on the shorter and smaller end, with a lithe figure measuring only a finger over five feet tall without her witch’s hat. Her wavy dark black hair is done up in twintails, with a monocle on her smug mug.

Despite her personality, she dresses somewhat traditionally as a witch in all black, with long black robes, big black witch’s hat, matching shoes, and not much else. She makes up the variety with alterations to her neckline and collar—a white collared shirt and colorful tie might peek out of her robes one day, complete absence another; or then something high collared another day.

Personality

Arrogant and smug, with a flair for the dramatic, but with the sort of subdued self-awareness that has come from being humbled and tempered by actual experience. Quite a bit different from the grating conceit her peers might have remembered her from her academy days, Talulah is a witch that has a good measure of herself and where she stands, often surprising her old classmates with her newfound relative maturity since returning to Refne from her foreign expeditions.

Cooperative although slightly crabby at times, Talulah is a hard worker where she wasn’t before, pushing her boundaries for both self-improvement and research. Sometimes her laziness still shines through, especially when it comes to taking shortcuts. For her own amusement, she pushes boundaries socially too, though not always in the best way, sometimes straddling the line between infuriating and personable. It often ends in her finding a bird wing thwumping into her face for her efforts.

These days she vacillates between smug and flustered depending on the circumstance.

She has rarely strayed from her interest for new places and the old and unknown, going far and wide for these experiences. She has also always been a speed junkie. Fly fast, and she’ll never turn down a race.

Abilities

Talulah has a well-rounded education from a prestigious magic school, with the knowledge of a graduate of all three categories of magic. White magic by far is her weaker point, using enhancements to aid her other magic. Her evocation is not much better beyond the baseline, although she puts in the work to stay fresh in the field in support of her birds. The majority of Talulah’s beyond the book repertoire is in black magic, mainly in offensive magic with a secondary specialty in cursebreaking— not too surprising, given Talulah’s reputation as a curse magnet.

Her black magic is varied, but not particularly notable in strength—her main niche is speed, efficiency, and accuracy in all respects. She likes targeting and homing spells—both for herself and to augment companions. One of her main spells allows her to instantly swap with Trifoliata, and in general most of her spells lend well to scouting, following up with a rapid saturating response and an equally fast retreat.

Skills

She is a great, if somewhat reckless flyer. Although she doesn’t have a direct affinity for general research, Talulah is talented at appraising the function of magic artifacts and the value of general antiques on the fly, well enough that she had considered at point opening up a shop just for them before dismissing the idea.

Outside of strictly magical matters, Talulah is a falconer. It wasn’t something she grew up with, but something she had to quickly learn once she began working with Trifoliata and other birds but she’s taken an affinity towards both training non-sapient birds and hunting.

Equipment

Talulah’s monocle is a piece made from a recovered artifact, with its optics acting as a mage arm of sorts that helps her target, track, and augment her abilities to home in on targets for her spells with a very high accuracy.

Her wand, while standard equipment for a witch is high quality and robust, but it’s her broom that stands out, being race-built, with a customized handle and smooth varnished wood.

Brief Backstory

Talulah is from an old, well-established magical family in Refne. The name Fourier was prominent in the early years of the establishment of the Moon Circle Society, but over the centuries the house has declined in size and grandeur to just being one of the many notable families in the society, though just one with a storied background.

As such, the black-haired witch grew up surrounded by magic. She had the best magical toys, the newest brooms and wands, and a good education, attending one of the more prominent and prestigious magical schools in Lumiere. Talulah had a divisive reputation there; she had been a student with good grades and ideas, but with an ego to match and far too much arrogance for her own good.

She carried this attitude with her past graduation. She always had a bit of wanderlust, and she soon found herself attached to expeditions that took her far beyond the borders of Refne, to sandy lands across an entire ocean with ancient tombs and buried labyrinths of their own. Carrying herself with all the bombast of a new academy graduate, she quickly proceeded to alienate herself from all her colleagues, fell in well over her head in increasingly dire gauntlets of ruins, and sprung just about every curse trap that existed in that wind-swept land. She probably spent more time out of commission with cursebreakers going over her body than not. Her luck was that bad.

It took her a full year of this for her to fully eat her humble pie. A brush with death in a half-buried house, silenced by a very unluckily triggered cursed plate, and left high and dry after a particularly violent sandstorm finally made her shape up. Talulah had been led to safety by an unusually curious and attached falcon. It stuck around, but it too wouldn’t give the poor witch a break. It would fly with her when she scouted out ruins from the sky, and to her consternation, constantly kept beating her when she raced it.

She could never catch a break.

Eventually, she named her Trifoliata.

Despite being bullied by the bird, Talulah began working with her, making Trifoliata her familiar and actually learning some semblance of teamwork. She even got back into the good graces of some of her colleagues, although even with finally some support, Talulah still seemed to be a curse magnet whatever she tried.

It was a particularly bad curse that brought her back home to Refne to rest and recuperate.

Trifoliata

Trifoliata is a brown falcon. Her thoughts and human form made manifest by Talulah, she is a bird that thrives on schadenfreude. She’s a grinning, teasing creature, usually friendly but not always helpful. She keeps Talulah in check when the witch strays too far from the path. In her bird form, she roosts on her shoulder or head. Talulah’s also nicknamed her Trifle, but she usually gets a wing to the face each time she calls her that. Talulah does it anyway.

She mostly stays as a bird, and is primarily Talulah’s support in that form, helping her scout ahead, communicating with her in real time. She can coordinate other non-sapient birds into cooperating, carry objects as a courier or as a payload, and is nasty with her talons, but generally stays out of harm’s way unless Talulah can immediately swap in for her.

In her human form, she stands nearly a foot taller than Talulah and mostly exists to gorge on food. She can act as an assistant, but doesn’t very often.

Sorry for the delay myself. My writing wasn't cooperating for a while. :<

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

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Éliane had parted from Rudolf midway with a two-fingered salute. While she was hardly as efficient as Galahad, she bounded off in the direction of Esben’s planned target, utilizing the city’s more unique architecture, managing a semblance of how she traversed the rooftops of Solitude in urgent pursuit by means of wind materia.

Even midway through the city, she could tell that the situation was developing not necessarily to the favor of the Kirins, by the chaos and noise that was starting to erupt in the streets. Just from the explosions and sounds of gunfire from the direction that Rudolf had gone, she could tell that something hadn’t gone right… but also made her wish that she had swapped places with the man instead of heading to Esben. The fact that there was no chaos and fighting ahead of her didn’t mean much given the developing situation. While she was anticipating a good fight, she debated over what she was going to expect.

Midway through, it occurred that she didn’t have a good idea how exactly to even find Esben. It wasn’t guaranteed that he was still at the council offices, and with the situation in the city, he could have been in any number of places now.

Well, she knew that the spy was a resourceful fellow. If he needed help, surely there would be some kind of signal.

Failing that, she could always head directly to the very obvious gunfire.

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

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Éliane had found being in her disguise thoroughly unpleasant. Although she had not removed it in the hideout out of prudence, from the way that she fidgeted in place at her seat, it was clear that she was looking for any excuse to get out of her mottled brown cloak and to properly suit up in uniform with the full array of her weapons.

So when Izayoi strode into their safehouse with purpose, she immediately stood up, picking up on her demeanor. The moment she saw the Valheimian insignia hit the floor, the pink-haired Skaeller immediately scowled. “Of course it’s those bastards. They have their hands in everything!” Exclaiming in exasperation, her expression quickly turned almost feral.

“No more excuses now, then?” Not waiting for a response, she was already moving towards her weapons, gladly accepting her pack tossed at her by Galahad with an appreciative nod. Whether it was one or all of them, Éliane was going to take any excuse to deal with the grovemaster problem.

“The sounds of fighting will do,” she agreed as she threw off her cloak, stripping before slipping into more appropriate gear. “I won’t be hard to find.” Belting her weapons on, she mulled over the Edrenian’s words before nodding as well, checking her guns one last time for their condition. “In that case, Rudolf will need to split too to cover Miina and Esben. I’ll head to him.”

Moonlight and Witch's Work: An anime and JRPG-inspired Witch RP

What's the deadline for sheets on this? Might be interested.