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Day 5


Gird did not truly have to tell Nyma to stash to corpses for now, as the female Goblin had gotten right away to work on the task at hand since Luz had started talking. She too could see the auras in the distance, and her first instincts were to follow these life force signatures deeper and see what was actually going on around here. Aside from the sounds of something rather big running away with haste in the distance. Already the female spider corpse had been strung up from a high tree branch, hanging in the air where predators would not be able to get it. The weight of the male on her back and her own weight had been enogh to hoit it up and hang it on a thick, high-up tree branch out of reach. Likewise, she was currently in the process of getting the smaller male spider's body strung up over a thicker high-up branch for the same purpose, albeit this was easier than the other spider body. She'd dipped her spear end into the poison of the male's poison sac, though, so she'd have a poisoned weapon before stringing him up to come get later.

The technique of stringing up food and resources out of the reach of predators felt so natural to Nyma, like she'd done it many times before. Perhaps one perk of being a Goblin, she surmised. Then again it made sense to keep the bodies out of reach of the predators that might find them. Though some small rocks attached to strings of web was how she'd been able to get the initial strings over the branches anywho, with some well=placed throws. It had taken a little time to finish her task anywho, but Nyma hadn't lost all sight of Gird's signature in the distance, keeping an eye out from the corners of her eyes, just to be safe.

"Alright, its getting darker, but i'm gonna sneak along and see where Gird is headed. Dipped my spear in some spider venom just in case," Nyma said to Barth and Luz nearby, before beginning to sneak along as softly, carefully, and quickly as she could to follow Gird and the other life force signatures to wherever it was they were headed to.

***Is Following Gird Stealthily***


@Kheliop@demonspade64@ReusableSword@Jangel13

Kira Moonchaser


Great Hall of the Ardent Heralds





So this was it, huh?

5


The end of Yggdrasil, the end of this game she had poured hours and hours into. But, well, that seemed to be the fate of games like this, they had their run, and then....burned out. Like a flicking flame amidst a blizzard, perhaps, though maybe that was a little too poetic about it all.

4


It was the end of a long, happy dream, one filled with frustrations and losses, victories and achievements. All the guilds she'd seen, all the places she'd been, the fights she had been a part of. Currently she was relaxing against a wall at the front of the Ardent Heralds guild.

A nice little place, a welcoming guild for newbies, a place for veterans to ply their craft and teach the newer players. A month before this day she had joined the guild, simply to have a place to be when the closing would occur. Of course she had enjoyed the small fun of doling out help to other new players, those trying to see how far they could get from level 1 before the game closed. Some who were looking around for the first time, the brief span of time before this wonder would close.

3


She'd taken one of the odder paths of Jobs classes, for sure, having to learn a good deal of healing spells regardless to be able to hop into groups. Though it was not like she was useless on her own. She had made innumerable golems and summon them during her time in this game, and had risen to the very top to be able to create the best of the best. The Strongest Golem. Not that she had the time to do so, though she could if she wanted. Or perhaps in the end it was that she hadn't cared to do so, as she instead enjoyed more the pride to have simply gotten to this point.

Looking down at the ten glimmering rings, their composition almost possessing the aura of the moon's gentle rays at night, or the sun's brilliance during the day. They didn't actually glow in the dark or anything, but each was adorned with a different gemstone that was more precious and beautiful than their more common counterparts. Each ring engraved with intricate designs of heavenly events and such things as angels or the creation of golems or rays of light peeping through the clouds. Works of art, all of them.

2


Perhaps she could save up money to buy a set of rings that looked like these. She had pictures on her computer for it, when she had first acquired the set. More like screenshots, really, but it could be fun. Gaudy, but....worth it. Ten little reminders on her fingers of a world where anything was possible and the boss wasn't always nagging someone around the office. Heh.

At least in the game she'd been able to fulfill the pleasures of her desire. Treats, items, company, fufufu~

1


Ah...she truly wanted more time to think, to ponder, to savor the moment. But this was really it...the end.

ITS TIME TO WAKE UP


Then the world turned upside down.

Sudden cold, chilling winds, opening her eyes to find herself in the snow of all things. And she....shivered. N-No way! This was not something possible in the game! She briefly, desperately tried to open a menu, find a logout by any means possible....but nothing showed up. Nothing showed up no matter how hard she tried. This was bad, this very, very, VERY bad. At first her mind went to thinking this was some kind of glitch, that the admins and developers would pop in and fix this right away....but there was no sign of them. No sign of this being the game itself even.

As the others rushed into the Great Hall and assembled, she ran in as well. To get out of the cold. Blast it that she never got the enchant on her attire to protect her from weather effects. Not even her darling battle maid was here, missing in action after having been sent off to check the woods....and Kira having forgotten to call her back in the last countdown. Though that was not the most pressing issue, albeit it was a concern within her mind. As she sat at the table with the others here who had come in, she began to calm down more. Then more. Then enough to try a bite of the cooked meat on the plate before her...and it was juicy. Tender, well-seasoned, part of the feast that had been prepared in here but all the same delicious. The warm feeling as it went down her throat and settled in, ah.

She began to eat what was on the plate in front of her a bit more, bread and meat and veggies and such, as she listened to what the others were saying. She wasn't going to overeat right now, albeit her character was supposed to have a high metabolism normally, though this bit was helping her keep a better head in this for the moment, to soothe the initial panic. At least until she could wrap her mind around what was going on enough to chill-...wait. There was a strange, but more than plausible idea at this venture. There was at least a few anime like this out there she'd heard of, or watched even. Isekai. Being sent to another world! Or other anime where people were left trapped in video games. Odd ones, not ones she'd watched often if not rarely, but she'd read up on them a good bit!

As a certain zealously enthusiastic individual was saying, this was all real, physical....tasty when it came to the food by the way.

"Overzealous. It seems....well, the others have pretty much summed it up. Not only has this guild house seemingly been moved to another, very different place, but all of this feels, or rather is real it seems. The food, the weather out there, even the NPC's seem more "alive" than they were before. As stupid as it sounds to say, this seems like one of those anime where people gent sent to a different world, but in this case...it is very much real. Can't even get menus to log out, but it seems i can still access my inventory." the Dark Elf said after swallowing some food and wiping her mouth out of habit with a napkin, projecting her voice more professional but relaxed tone she usually used in the game when dealing with formal matters, though obvious hints of her disbelief at this situation were audible in her voice regardless.

This all even as a wave of relaxed feelings and such washing over her...kinda like she was Kira herself now, really. Actually, rather literally now. Though at least the guildmaster was at least now getting about things when it came to doling out orders and trying to ascertain things. Good, that was good. A step in the right direction. But if this was all real...well, they needed someone able to get things moved, people even, as required.

Then again, her real body was gone.....albeit she had Kira's body now. Name too. The figure, the sexy bust, ah...this might not be so bad then? But then again-

-what kind of topsy-turvy anime had they fallen into?!?!

"I'll volunteer to go with you, I have teleportation spells and Gate, in case we need to get back here in a hurry, or bring anyone back for that matter. I can leave a golem outside just in case as well, at least blocking the wind in front of the doors if nothing else," the dark elf said when the guildmaster, standing from her chair before pushing it in and standing behind it, leaning a bit on the back of the tall seat even as she had been speaking.

This was an emergency, so focus. Yes, that would help her keep her head better, rather than eating more of what little food they had. Though what little bit she had was enough to put some warmth into her body. Not that eating that slow-roasted pork hadn't been divine, no pun against Zeal intended, but still focusing on the tasks at hand was good. In fact, the more she was here, the more she felt that sort of carefree, relaxed, hedonistic personality assert, but doing so naturally like a flowing river.

@Zelosse@Stern Algorithm@Rune_Alchemist@Darked13@Spriggs27
@Jangel13 I never said they could handle it all....just maybe help hinder them in a sense is all at least. XD
@Jangel13 I was thinking when we go to face the other trolls, following this guy, we can use our webs to help entagle the enemies as they potentialyl come at us....or if we surprise them (least likely to happen). Two of us got barbed webs, two of us got webs in general. Make a silly-string cluster mess fired in their direction to at least try to hinder them.
@Jangel13 Exactly. >:D
@demonspade64@ReusableSword@Kheliop

We all have webs to spray out to help against these trolls! Go team Spiderman! Spidergoblin? Er....Green Spidergoblin? Yikes that's a little ironic... XD
Sophia von Einzbern


Main Room, Einzbern Manor/Compound, Einzbern Forest, Miyama Southwest





Ah, her guests were very soon to arrive, very soon indeed. Perhaps minutes, perhaps moments. Regardless, she had enough of a sense of pride to put out the proper things, tea, tea cakes, tea biscuits, the little things a member of the Euro-centric Tohsaka Family would perhaps be able to enjoy. And...admittedly the man had just lost his entire home in one fell swoop, destroyed with the rest of Miyama. She had barely been able to pull her familiars out of the area in time, albeit she'd already been keeping them distant enough to not get caught up in the fire. More or less, her attentions had to be on her location, for....more than obvious reasons. Regardless, she....empathized with his losses, the people lost, the resources lost, and anything else in there that was now lost if he or his servant or an ally hadn't carried it here by some miracle. Though mulling about it all was not something she felt would be proper for the occasion. Cautious, but polite and comforting in the provided environment.

She even had the good cushions out for this with the chairs, and a soothing tune playing on the record player in the corner. Ah, that little added luxury. She'd even gone to wash her face, make sure her own great stress over this didn't show physically as much as it could. She didn't want to seem utterly unphased at what occurred, her physical tiredness told her that much, but after this meeting she was taking a well deserved nap....no, first a sensual massage after a hot bath, and then a nap. This all once the all-clear was given once their most current matters were settled.

Albeit that "Lesser" Ruler had brought a message of interest. Free command seals for those hunting down the perpetrators of last night's event. Ah, her familiars had seen an amount of things, including by chance the actions of a certain pair she had sent a minor homunculi to communicate with. It could be good, yes, but she'd consult her servant on that as she was massaged and bathed at the latest. More command seals was a notable boon in this war, something everyone might be vying for. A good chance to snipe targets and potentially gain useful command seals in the process. Haha.

Though when it came to her soon-to-be-here guests, she wasn't too sure about the Tohsaka's guest, though, whom seemed an oddity in and of himself. But, as it were, she would have her maids keeping extra attention on this...horse-head-wearing individual. Such was the nature of magecraft, that even such a silly looking person to the eyes could be a potential threat in his own ways and manners. She even had two of her personal familiars perched on the back of her tall chair, just in case. It was not to be hostile, but....well, she had to be cautious as well as a Master and in her duty to safeguard the Grail. Desperate people could do things, and if negotiations turned sour even more so she had to be ready. It was just "good business"....or rather, very much her actions were the seemingly rare common sense. She couldn't let her guard down, nor could she become a paranoid psychotic individual from all of this.

Actually, perhaps she could have some "alone time" as she bathed as well. Yes, that would fit nicely with removing stress for her.

Even so, she still sat in her chair, waiting for her guests to arrive.

.....At the very least, the city wasn't on fire....again. Not that it was in any manner of good shape right now as it stood. Between that earthquake, the storm, and the Greek crashing into Miyama from above.

@Kyoka@Reflection@Cu Chulainn@Seirei No Hai




Saber: Sigurd, the Dragon Slayer


Rooftop, Abandoned Home, Western Farms, Western Side of Fuyuki





Ah, a grassy hill, a soft knoll.....all better than sitting on a hot rooftop, though the servant did not complain. In fact, he didn't even mind the feeling at all. He had spotted that "Ruler" sort of individual flitting about on his journey here, nothing serious, though any messages he had were of no import to Sigurd. However, last night's events had taken their toll, destroying part of the city rather completely, slaying tens of thousands, and then a small but overall inconsequential earthquake bore what the people of this land might call "bad omens" at dawn. This was a land plagued by destruction indeed, and already the Saber knew of his own desire for the Grail. Not that it was anything big to him, though what was in his mind was truly a miracle. If this object could grant such a thing. Ah, but that was not for now.

He had in silent gone about the areas on the eastern side of the river in the wake of the storm, moving debris for rescuers to secretly make paths for them, freeing trapped victims out of buildings and then vanishing in a flash before they got a good look at him, making neat piles of the worst debris and sorting out a solid amount of the mess in some places. At times he'd done things, like throwing rocks or making notices with objects, to draw attention to those who needed help when rescuers seemed to be going the wrong way. His skills gave him the needed ability to help find still-living people. He'd even gone about finding many dead bodies (what bodies were left that he could find) and respectfully carrying them to line up neatly and properly to be found and buried. Men, women, children, it was a terrible thing that had happened, and though the fire was gone the destruction left by "those" two men had all but obliterated much of the landscape on this side of the city.

He had done a good deal of service to help these people, albeit in subtlety and secret due to the nature of this Grail War, the simple job of a hero who had the power to help was all. It was far from the things he had done in life, slaying dragons and enemies, though in this case his work was to ensure the best outcomes for those he could at least help in this. That made it worth it. Though it had taken some time, after having to wait for that storm to subside first before he had unwavering gone right into the work he knew he wanted to set out to do.

Regardless, after finishing what he set out to do he had come here, to sit, to ponder. He needed no approval to do what he did, nor would he sully his pride to regret his actions as a hero. He saw it as necessary to help them, at least in this case where he could.

@Phonic@CorpusMundum@Red Alice
The quest to become a hobgoblin eventually continues on.
Grats to the two who got EXP from that troll kill. XD
@Jangel13 Trying to remember to get a post up. DX

Otherwise Nyma was just tying the spider up to get it ready to go. She'll follow Gird to the next destination, if by chance i don't get a post in. Then again she would follow him even if i do get a post in.

XD
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