Crusader Lord

Fate/esoterica

Scylla

Servant Berserker

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The Redrock Catholic Church

New Stomping Grounds

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As her master spoke of living a life without anything really "happening", the beautiful white-haired girl in the passenger seat next to her simply gave a light, pleasant nod as a light smile remained on her face. The Berserker looked like a teenage girl, to be frank, white hair and simple white dress with straps and all. Dark eyes and pretty hair also shone from her features. Albeit, the collar she had on was an odd minor accessory, but hadn't minded it. It was simply nice to feel the fresh air on her face, to have the smell of the ocean from a ways away lingering in her nostrils without the stench of decaying bones and fragments of unfinished meals sitting about. To have enjoyed a "hamburger" not long ago was one of the highlights of the last while with her master for this conflict, juicy, not squirming, and cheaply flavorful and tasty and probably filling for a normal human. Hell, the having her own feet on the ground again was a massive plus this time around, and no sign of the jealous witch anywhere to be seen.

It was good to be back in the human world again, in this former body of hers again. Then again, it was rather alien as well at the same time. It was like enjoying a lingering, nostalgic old memory dwelling within one's dead, which having been drawn up from the depths of the sea of thoughts by some power...gave a pleasant sensation to the individual overall. Such was her perspective on the matter, though she had also continued to enjoy the company of her chaotic, lively master, a magus who didn't seem much like a magus in ways. At least, according to her information from the Holy Grail. Though the bit of introverted-ness was a humanizing feature she felt balanced out her master's impulsive behavior at times. Her master seemed to have a rough life as well...something she could actually empathize with in a sense.

But such matters about her master aside, there was an important matter at hand now: The Holy Grail War. A war where the servants would clash and a wish would be on the line in the very end. Acquiring the vessel, obliterating the enemy servant and any master who tried to stand in their way, such as the violent way of humans in order to achieve their wishes. It really didn't phase her, but at the same time she wanted to look out for her master to boot. Her master seemed driven to assert herself in the world, to leave her mark on the pages of history and throw caution to the wind to push ahead with wanton abandon.

That was so much like humans, to aim for the horizon and never turn back. So many went to their deaths, dashed upon the rocks, in the process though. Further, what kind of mark would she want to leave on history? There were heroes, legends of old, conquerors of adversity, those who burned their flames out at full throttle. Then...there were monsters. Those who left a stain upon the pages of history, tearing apart humanity, forces of nature that would inevitably clash with the aspirations of civilizations. And even that role could feel so....good itself.

So which one would her master become, hmm?

Though on that note of monsters, she hoped there weren't heroes with a "certain feat" in their legends. It would make her job a lot harder in that case~

[color=orange]"Haha! We'll be fine, Master~" the white-haired servant said, her smile softening for a moment as she looked her master in the eyes before going into the Church, holding her hands behind her own back, her voice a happy and innocent sing-song tone, "Just keep aiming for the horizon!"

As they walked into the building, her master entered with her usual manner of entrance into even a place many humans considered "holy", very casually greeting the blue-haired woman the servant saw sitting there in the building. She sensed some danger from the woman, albeit that wasn't in regards to herself as much as her master. But even so the Berserker didn't so much as blink and eye or remove her smile as she remained materialized by her master's side.

Ooh! Maybe they would get to find their fist opponent tonight! A nice snack after that small meal a time ago would really hit the spot, even if she didn't need the meal altogether as a servant.

@Drifting Pollen@VitaVitaAR

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Evangeline Henderson

Master of Assassin

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House, Near the Beach of Redrock

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The magus was sitting in a chair on the back patio, bottle of sake gripped barely in her relaxed hand whilst she lounged in her casual clothes (the ones in her picture in her app). The lights were off in her "acquired" home, the moon shining in through the windows whose blinds had been pulled up. Her things were inside the master bedroom, unpacked and messy as if she had been living here for a month. A basic bounded field had been placed over this location for detection and cutting off the environmental supply of prana from foolish enemy mages who entered. It seemed a pristine nighttime scene around her to an extent, however, with the salty ocean breeze able to be smelled from this position and the roar of the softly crashing waves heard in the not-too-far distance acting almost as a sort of lullaby. It would have been great for a vacation from her work, and yet...this was far from a vacation. This was a war, an conflict, a battle of usually defensive mages and beings of higher power than they were.

In preparation she had come here a few weeks ago, truthfully to implant some of her familiars in three key locations. She had placed a colony of them underneath her chosen residence to operate from, and she could sense the colony had grown immense underneath her base of operations, a hotbed of mana that was about two miles wide at this point. Then she had placed her second colony underneath a point at the farthermost point of the north leyline running into the area, a tactical means by which to grow more tools for her aims. And this colony too, when she had last checked up on it, had grown even more than she had initially calculated. A supercolony in that forest to the north where the Northern Leyline was located, growing along the length of the leyline underground and towards the town of Redrock proper. Not only was this her backup source of familiars, but was a tool to gather vast swaths of mana for herself and potentially her servant if needed.

In fact, it was time to summon her own servant now, as the moon peaked and others were likely only heading to the Church to report in to the Moderator of this conflict.

On the back patio where she was even, she had drawn a neat little summoning circle with chalk she had brought with her to this little occasion. However...procurement of a suitable catalyst had been virtually fruitless, though she had remembered many famous heroes were also famous...drinkers. Her kind of people, "born from another mother" as it were and cut from at least a vaguely similar cloth. Not that she compared to Heracles beyond having had a drink or two perhaps, but still she was trying to be optimistic about all of this. At any rate, her catalyst sat in the middle of the summoning circle: An entire case of high-quality sake, with more booze stocked up in the cabinets of the house alongside provisos of water and food for a full week and a half that she had brought prior as well.

"Heh...maybe i'll get a pretty chill guy as my servant," the glasses-wearing magus said, giving an amused smile at the thought, before taking another swig of the one bottle of the sake she had kept for herself to drink in the meantime, "But eh, time to start summoning, i suppose. I've probably got the last pickings for this thing, so here's to hoping."

Setting her drink down on the small patio table next to her, Evangeline stood up, walking over to her summoning circle, before triggering her magic circuits to flare to life. Taking in a deep breath in and out, she extended a hand at the summoning circle, before beginning the incantation:

"Ye first, O silver, O iron.
O stone of the foundation, O Archduke of the Contract.
Hear me in the name of our great teacher, the Archmagus Schweinorg.
Let the descending winds be as a wall.
Let the gates in all directions be shut, rising above the crown, and let the three-forked roads to the Kingdom revolve.
Shut. Shut. Shut. Shut. Shut.
Five perfections for each repetition.
And now, let the filled sigils be annihilated in my stead!
Set.
Let thy body rest under my dominion, let my fate rest in thy blade.
If thou submitteth to the call of the Holy Grail, and if thou wilt obey this mind, this reason, then thou shalt respond.
I make my oath here.
I am that person who is become the virtue of all Heaven.
I am that person who is covered with the evil of all Hades.
Thou seven heavens, clad in a trinity of words,
come past thy restraining rings, and be thou the hands that protect the balance-!"

And from the summoning circle, a great bright light erupted forth, causing the female magus to close her eyes for a moment to avoid the bright flash as her servant was brought into the world.

@Raineh Daze@VitaVitaAR

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@Zelosse Fixed my post. Goodnight. I apologize for the confusion on my part in forgetti g that bit. Can't keeep eyes open well rn to and stupid tablet takes forever to typpe anything here. (@_@)

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@Zelosse I...crap. :T

There went a lot of my post idea for Diana in the trash. Is late, on small tablet, will try to edit quick rn. Course I go brain dead the moment I finally get a post idea, lol.

Tell this to @Spriggs27 too, thouvh, since he mentioned Kris running into Diana in his post.

Edit: Stupid tablet autocorrected Spriggs' name, so I couldn't tag him when first posting this message. Dangit. DX

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@Spriggs27@Zelosse The heroine has come to save the princess from her icy castle!

Lol. But still, i have posted, and Diana is doing her best to save Kris right now to boot.

Though admittedly, if the teachers don't get her pulled up soon, Diana is close to the cold really taking her down for the count too. She has willpower and drive, but that only can go so far when her focus with her powers is on Kris alone at the moment, not having thought of herself right now tbh. ^^;

As for Leanne, she is trying to think around the problem a bit. I hope it isn't a bad idea...

EDIT: Added a music track to my post for the cheesy effect. I love it though.

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Diana Schwarzwald

Academy Grounds; Underground

Fixing this post at 2:30 am and half asleep

@Zelosse@Kalleth

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After having made her way down the stairs, the intial geyser going off had forced her to jump behind a stalagmite just like with the others. And considering that she had come down here and seen the Ice Princess and other water users she recognized as such, it was perhaps safe to say that Fire and Ice and Water were allocated to this place from the looks of things. Heat, water, and if she had any guess there might be ice involved in this. Lovely, just lovely.

The red-haired German elementalist closed her eyes for a moment, stretching out her power to feel for the gathering heat of geyser eruptions below the ground. Since there were openings into this place, it would perhaps be safer and easier to do that, than try to run at it blindly. She took about thirty seconds to gague the movement of the greater sources of heat below, from where the geysers were erupting. And to be truthful, she felt a sort of pattern about it, like the geyser wasn't just erupting at random times. So with that in mind...

Keeping her powers aimed at sensing the movement of heat pockets, that would be the geysers shooting up when it happened, Diana began to swiftly sprint from stalagmite to stalagmite, waiting for each geyser to erupt before she took her time to move by. It was a little slower than the Ice Princess' method, albeit Diana didn't really know this since they were not doing this all at the same time, but still it was getting herself past the obstacles and onwards to whatever would come next in what the teen deemed to be a "safely cautious" manner of moving past this. Her natural stamina and endurance was a needed thing in doing this, as well as her powers being used to get the timing right to make the most progess as quickly as she could with the other stuff in mind.

Though whilst the heat didn't bother her at all, the impact form the geyser was what she feared most. One of those could sling her around like she was a rag doll, and the thought of cracking her skull open on the rock and sharp stalagmites/stalactites was a scary thought indeed. Several times she had close-calls with the geysers that left her shit and pants (provided to her by the fire teacher before the second part started thankfully) very much drenched in water from the backblow of the hot water on the walls. However, she didn't stop to dry herself off, not with the humid air and constant water popping up. It would be a waste, and she had to use her power to keep tracks of the geysers as best as she could, and as she progressed past them she began to get better and better about the timing of them in the process, learning about the landscape as she could at any rate to get past this part.

Eventually Diana found her way past the section of geysers, not having been thrown around at least in the process, but having used her power to try to hasten her progress as much as she could through the area. A struggle indeed, but one she had managed to somehow overcome to this point. She was only slightly shaky from the intense physical activity and focus, having actually been sweating at this point from that alone, but overall was not worse for the wear as a whole.

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Leanne Hillcrest

@Zelosse@Kalleth

Academy Grounds; Underground

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It is a curse to wield this element.

As she had recovered herself, gotten down back in her hole, and taken the last bit of time from the first part to get ready for the next part of the test. Yet even as she did this, Leanne felt those harsh and condemning words echo aloud in her head. And they...enraged her to not end. She had summed the strength to use her element, to try to feel like the others around her who would do as they please to "show off" and use their element. For once she had taken to heart some more of her grandmother's sage advice, forgotten the fear she had felt in the past about her element and actually made the effort to use it. And yet...some voice that seemed to mock her grandmother's own voice had deigned to talk to her cut into her very soul...the most private parts of her mind. It had shaken her to the core, and Headmaster Kano had followed that up, perhaps unknowing of what she had heard, and blasted her as if to remind her that her element was "no good", that "it was a curse only".

Perhaps he was...just trying to help her. Keep her from some unknown terrible fate that lied in the shadows, the sort of things seen in an RPG of some kind that was made in Japan and wasn't revealed until it was "too late". He had been so kind as to bring her, and other Darkness users, here to the Academy. To teach them about controlling their element, when no others would likely be able to do so without fear of death. It could all easily be seen as a chance, a great act of mercy that had even brought her here to be able to learn something at all in the first place.

And yet....

WHYWHYWHY?! Why was it called a curse? What was the history of it that no one was telling her, that had made things so bad...so terribly bad that just because of it she was always feeling like a stranger and unwanted nuisance in her own home?! Her parents said they loved her, but couldn't stand the sight of her so much she had to go to her grandmother's place most of the time! Would the Headmaster even be willing to tell her what was going on....even if he seemed to be wanting to help her and the other darkness users here, what was the real purpose of having them there at the Academy? Why were they included among the others, even when around the world other Elementalists would loathe her existence or perhaps try to kill her for this thing she was born with?! Even at the Academy, some of the faceless crowd had already begun to look down on her, curse her name under their breath, just for her element alone after the earlier incident!!!

Leanne huffed as the path to the next part of the test opened up, doing so under her breath as she tried to use a calming breathing trick she had been taught a time ago....by her grandmother once again. It was hard to really understand if she hadn't a clue about things. Maybe if she knew the reason why Darkness was so badly rejected and despised beyond all else, she'd at least have something to better understand Headmaster Kano to some degree if naught else. It would be better than nothing at all, she supposed. So gathering herself up, picking up the current pieces and at least attempting to push her frustrations and incited emotions to the side, she walked down the straits into the dark depths of the earth.

Though as she passed the wisteria vines, she found herself sightly in awe at the sight before her. A few shafts of light from the ceiling, accompanied with glowing plants lit up the cavern area in a somewhat surreal manner, whilst the flowers and plants' lovely odor filling the air with a sweet aroma that for a second removed her from her prior train of thought (but didn't remove those other thoughts at all). Not because she was easily distracted, but because it was a better feeling than the ones she was trying to get a grip over at the moment. Returning to the visible game path before her, Leanne moved down it carefully, watching out for anything that might seem suspicious about this place. She did her best to not breath in too much of the plants' odor, just in case they had some funky kind of pollen or spores going on around in this place that could inhibit her. She even pulled her shirt over her nose and mouth, using it as a rudimentary "gas mask" to try to help things just to be on the safe side.

As the game trail began to thin out, however, and a wall of thorny vines covering roots before her, ominously swaying vines coming down above her as well, with low=hanging branches even trying to grasp at her head and hair as she pushed forward (though her hoodie's hood helped protect her hair from that for the most part). She stopped a safe distance from the thornwood wall before her as she creaking of branches and rustling of wood, along with the activity she was noticing from the plants in the crevice now, set off all the mental alarms she had at once. Something was awry. These couldn't be "just thorns and vines and such" sitting here without a care. That cave with flowers and plants couldn't just be what it seemed. Something was off.

Leanne extended herself, drawing upon her element once more. She did her best not to waver, to push back the voice from before and Headmaster Kano's harshness. And with a little application of the breathing trick as well, she was able to get a sense of focus on what she wanted to do with her element.

Swirling, whirling, cutting, slicing. These things came into her mind as she did her best to shape the darkness in front of her to her will. Moving, faster, faster and faster. As Leanne projected her will into the darkness of this area, a cylindrical construct of darkness formed in front of her as she kept her shirt over her nose and mouth to protect them. The cylinder sat horizontally in the air, with larger blades beginning to form around its shaft. then it began to spin, more and more, faster and faster, until in front of her Leanne had carefully constructed what looked like a whirling, horizontal darkness buzsaw of sorts.

As a bit of joy came into her, Leanne willed the spinning construct to move, move around her and cut down any branches or such that reached down at her as she cautiously approached the thorn wall. In essence, it was like a constructed elemental bushcutting machine that would make the path clearer overall, as well as potentially drawing out any...potential obstacles that she might need to use it against. Holes in leaves, scraps of clothes on the thorns, it was like a horror movie where some plant was the monster and would attack. She needed to get a small bit of space, at least, before directly approaching the thorn wall.

Or perhaps she was overthinking things. Though to be fair, this being a "test" and such she didn't want to push her luck too much. A good approach, and intelligent one, would fare her better than sheer speed in her mind.

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Cymbeline Lockhart

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The mage ran her magic into a sigil placed on her cloak, a minor protective sigil that was meant for things like guarding against pickpockets and their ilk. It wouldn't harm any faeries who tried to get close, but would rebuff them and physical keep them from getting to her things. It was the most passive she could think to guard them off with, as she didn't want to take more severe actions as Sir Tiral had. Sure, she had the idea of where he was coming from, but at the same time didn't want to risk things too much in regards to these things. Couldn't be too careful then.

She then looked over at Sir Indrau, giving a nod as she watched him try to negotiate with the smaller beings. Hopefully they would be receptive, at least since the older knight hadn't flicked them and such, since such information might be able to help them out. Though seeing Tiral also moved about to collect pieces of bunrt wood chunks left over from the blast of whatever sigil was on that tree, Cymbeline furrowed her brows in thought. If naught else, she could begin an investigation with one of the remaining chunks around here, whilst Tiral perhaps had the time to do no in-depth methods on the amount he had taken.

Leaning down, the mage inspected one of the larger chunks closest to her, the steam and smoke from the heat of the blast seemingly still trailing off of it and into the air. Though she didn't touch it, she used her finger to draw a sigil around it on the cooled-down spot of dirt around it. It was a sigil commonly used by her teachers at the Mage's College in her hometown to do initial analysis on new substances or experiments. Something used to help gague the level of magical energy involved in something affected by a spell, as well as assist in determining the general, base nature of a given spell. Nothing of detail for sure, but a very basic means of investigation.

"Time to see what this thing has to tell us...at least on the fly," Cymbeline noted, running her magic into the sigil in order to activate its effects, the information going to be fed directly into her mind by the magic of the sigil in question.

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Elissa Lockhart

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The lord's mind was addled beyond what she had initially thought, it seemed, and there was no doubt at this point that magic was involved for sure. Unable to perceive weapons or such, perhaps this was a curse that had been placed on the lord to keep him from commanding the defense of his town? It seemed rather likely, to be sure, that such an idea would be tactically notable. But she herself had no means of really determining the nature of this stuff, unlike her sister whom was absent and perhaps with some of the others who had gone towards the forest. What a bother.

"The man can't perceive weapons, it seems," the more serious twin noted aloud, for the other knights and others in their immediate vicinity to hear, "Not even his own sword. No wonder he didn't know a battle was going on here, he's been addled himself to be blinded from the truth."

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

@PKMNB0Y Alright, so Vita told me that the last time i put up Aile, she was rejected because the app was far too long. So i decided to cut back all the details of the Biometals, which will easily shorten that app back up! :D

I hope this works!

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Name: Aile

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Normal Appearance

Model ZX Biometal Form

Personality: Aile is a tomboy with more than enough “spunk” to stand her ground against enemies and take on even the most daunting of challenges. She can be a compassionate and caring person who is lenient to those close to her, especially after the loss of her beloved friend and boss Giro, but her resolve has been strengthened after beating the head of Slither, Inc. and Giro’s parting words as a Cyber Elf. To her, destiny is not a thing given, but rather people must fight to shape their own futures. A rather optimistic note, as it were, but the harsh reality of her past has by this point better tempered her as well to some extent, despite her being 14 years old at this stage of her life. She also bears a sense of justice that leads her to protect others, or to fight other similar wrongs.

Brief History: Aile lived within the city where the headquarters of the world-famous Slither, Inc. lied and continued to produce Mechaniloid security forces to protect people from Maverick attacks in various cities across the world. Originally she was working at Giro Express Transporters for her boss, whom was a Reploid named Girouette that took Aile in after she lost her mother in a Maverick attack 10 years ago at a carnival. One day she went out to help Giro deliver and important package to a group called “The Guardians” at a certain location, only to be attacked and knocked off of a cliff and survive with the package. However, as she and the clients were attacked at the target location, the package emerged as Biometal Model X, who bonded with her and allowed her to transform in order to defeat the enemies.

From this point onwards, Aile would meet up again with Giro, only to lose him in a fight against Mavericks that allowed her to discover that Serpent, the beloved hero and head of Slither, Inc. in the eyes of the people, was actually orchestrating these attacks to not only gain business but also to gain energy from the souls of the dead to fuel a biometal called “Model W” in order to rule the world. However, to get to Serpent to stop him, Aile joined the Guardians before going gathering all the other Biometals held by his Pseudoroid servants, including even the “Model O” Biometal of unknown origins that Serpent’s minions had sought but not found. She then proceeded to defeat Serpent himself, who used Model W himself, before getting a last goodbye from Giro’s cyber elf (or soul equivalent for a reploid) before returning to the guardians.

It was at this point, however, just after her joyous reunion with Prarie, the leader of the Guardians, and the other Guardians that she suddenly blacked out, waking up in “our” world of all things with no clue as to how she got here.

Universe of Origin: “Megaman ZX”

Equipment:

Biometals: These mechanical devices that can fit within the grasp of one’s hand, not exactly in the palm of their hand, contain the souls of legendary reploid heroes and are capable of “Megamerging” with human or reploid users via the M.E.G.A. System in order to grant them incredible power in via a transformed state. Essentially it is like unto some sort of a sentient device giving someone a magical girl form with armor and abilities. However, for Aile to use the other Biometals, she has to use Model X as a base and merge with both it and the target to be able to transform and use the abilities of other Biometals. However, in the case of Model Z this fusion between it and Model X creates a unique “Model ZX” form instead.

Each Biometal form has different weapons, abilities, and capabilities based on the soul of that past legendary hero they contain. They are also sentient things due to possessing a soul, capable of floating about in the air and telepathically communicating with other living things or even mechanical things like other Biometals at their own will. They are also capable of some form of technopath-like combat on their own, though this is highly limited to only being able to mess with other Biometal users and other Biometals.

Models Z and X- Her primary megamerged form is these two combined. She can use Model X alone, since it is the base for her other megamerges, but not Model Z alone. The biometals containing the souls of Megaman Zero and Megaman X respectively. In this form, her normally base one excluding her use of Model X alone at times, wields the "ZX Buster" laser pistol and the "ZX Saber" laser sword.

She does have the other Biometals as well, though, but they will be stated in-RP as they are used to avoid cluttering this app up (again).

Abilities:

Biometal User- Aile is unique in that not only does is she primarily compatible with the Model X Biometal, the one she started with, but all the other Biometals as she saved them from their Pseudoroid hosts came to her side as well. Though she is unable to use the other biometals alone, they allowed her to use them via being combined with Model X as a base or “middleman” so to say for them to then be able to grant Aile their powers and so she could transform into their armored forms.

Motor Bike Riding- As part of her job at the Giro Express under the mentoring of her boss and foster-parent Giro, she became skilled at riding on her world’s version of a motorcycle. Similar enough in design and function to the motorcycles of “our” world, these skills of hers would easily apply to the general motorcycle’s of “our” world if she managed to get on one.

Other: -

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Still trying to sort some irl bits and such, and think on what to do with my OC's, so i can get in a post here. Ugh. (@_@)

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Cymbeline Lockhart

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Did. Tiral. Just. Flick. A. Fairy?

The fay were not bad creatures at heart, being small, female, playful, mischievous, not actually a threatening presence to wipe out a town or something unless you managed to bumble into pissing a lot of them off at once. But powerful in their magic as it were, the one fairy had seemed to help the "bad lady" who had nearly vaporized the commander with magic in an innocent manner, not knowing the vantage point would be crucial to a battle or even attacking the town potentially at that. Even her two compatriots were prodding her about helping the bad lady, having had more of an idea as faeries than the one they were fussing at. But flicking a fairy on the forehead? It wasn't the worst thing ever if the fairy and its companions took it well. But if they even got so much as enough pissy to lash back...ugh. The potential was a headache and a half already.

Well, if the worst happened she would sigil her best defenses up on the others and try to help get the group out of there if needed.

But at least it seemed that Sir Tiral had made a point to explain things, with hopefully the faeries otherwise supporting the action against their ditzy comrade as a reminder. And as he turned to Indrau and asked for a drawing of that sigil to boot...

"I can help with studying the sigil, being specialized in sigils myself, and help in determining its nature and counteractions for it," the half-Nem piped up to Tiral and Indrau, her brain switching from worry over faeries back to the collected mindset of wanting to both understand this magic as a mage and the personal desire to seriously want to help counteract this stuff in the future in case the captain was targeted again.

She...couldn't imagine the captain being put in danger again by this. And if Tiral wasn't around to protect her to boot the next time, it would potentially be a terrible situation. Orcs were another thing too, but if this magic could surpass the normal spectrum of it...jeez. But she was a more formal mage than many here, perhaps at least, and that would be of at least some help in this situation. Hell, being a sigil user of note within this group was already a thing she could use to try to assist with this as part of the Knights proper in this aspect of things in general. At least, that was her mindset.

Hopefully, though, the two elder knights wouldn't shove her away due to age alone.

@PKMNB0Y@TheFake

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Elissa Lockhart

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The lord seemed as knowledgeable that orcs had attacked his town as a basic peasant would be about matters of state and political affairs. Which is to say, not at all. To him, his son saying there had been a battle was as silly and nonsensical as saying he say a unicorn flying overhead with a troll riding on its back singing to a pretty tune. It made absolutely no sense that a lord would not know of the state of his domain being under attack, even though the townsfolk and others were more than fully aware. The one person who should have been conscious of this was not, and his son seemed to be hiding something about this. How long had this been going on? The boy hadn't answered her earlier question even, which had already been a sign of something amiss.

Heavens, even Sir Radistirin had jumped past the guards to place the lord's hand on their own blood-soaked breastplate to try to drive the point home. And that itself was a risk considering the guards, but hell if she didn't feel it was a fitting action considering the situation. If the Lord might get some sense in him, then it could be a lesser issue than it potentially was for him.

But if the blood failed to get him to recognize a damned thing....blast, she wished her twin sister was here to cast some dispelling sigil in case a magic of some sort had sway over this man's mind.

The half-Nem then began to glance about the scene with a subtle, furtive gaze, noting the guards, the lord, and anyone in the current proximity of things to try to look for any suspicious figures or things that might stand out.

She could at least do this much, keeping her cool as the others took some action or another.

@Raineh Daze@VitaVitaAR

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@Zelosse@Kalleth If Leanne uses Darkness to make a giant Tachanka avatar to carry her to victory and punch all the things, does she automatically pass?

*ahem*

Anyways:

1. Is shooting fire out of the bottoms of your feet to accelerate and notably augment small bursts of jumping to get past geyser sections, whilst being timed properly of course to the geyser eruptions without being impaled, to get past each section of geysers in the Geyser-Glacier area be an idea that would work for that first obstacle?

2. Are there any stalactites hanging close to where the geysers are, and if so would cutting one down to plug up or be melted into the exit hole of a gesyer to try to seal it be a remotely good idea? XD