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HOLY NUTS I WAS A MEMBER OF THIS WEBSITE FOR 8 YEARS?!?!
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Okay, now I'm back.
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I'm back, probably.
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its been a week and i still dont feel 24...

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Oh cool. So I took a look at the IC a while back and remembered there's a gacha. Is that still a thing?
@Ellri Dunno the specifics yet, but I tend to go human in most cases. He's not the smartest of the bunch though, that's for sure.

@Mae Glad to be aboard!
Hi! I'll be joining this soon I believe to fill for what's missing. Planning on doing a Fighter most likely. Been meaning to post my character earlier, but I've been pretty distracted with the release of Pathfinder 2e. Will be up soon after I'm done discussing things with the GM!
Oh dang I woke up from my nap after too long. Too bad too, this looked pretty cool.



Saber of Decimation
Montmarte
In Pursuit


@GreenGoat@floodtalon@KoL

Tonight, they would pay.

After the events of last night, Saber had resolved to find the dragon that was responsible for the destruction of his Master's home. He did not care about whatever personal history that was shared between the Lancer who had found his way to his midst and the Berserker who wished him dead. He did not even care about the Berserker's hidden identity, or whatever connection he had to its anger. All that was on Saber's mind was the extermination of this dragon, both for the potential liability it would be and, more importantly, the audacity it had to attack Saber in his own home. The rage that welled up within Saber was already near its peak, and he had hoped that his Master's plan of bringing them out would lead to their long-awaited confrontation.

However, the fleeting signs of their presence slowly fading only made Saber angrier.

The Servant rushed into the building, smashing its way down the basement with little effort. It did not take him long to find (and smash through) the golem blocking the pair's escape route. While he briefly considered following them in, he did not want to risk a fight underground that would likely result in all of Paris crumbling down on top of the both of them. Despite having the advantage of initiating combat in such an enclosed space, having been trapped in a pit of dragons in his youth and successfully fighting them off with his bare hands, Saber instead decided to start the battle on his own terms.

If they wished to flee through the sealed, claustrophobic tunnels of subterranean Paris, then Saber would just flush them out.

The fires of hatred for this Berserker grew within Saber's very being as he began to exhale, his helmet opening up fully to allow him to release his flames. Hellfire spewed forth from Saber's mouth as it began to fill the tunnels with his manifested rage. Hot enough to evaporate whatever stagnant water flows through these dark crevices, the accursed flames made their way through the tunnels as they sought out the same "exit" that Madhisi would wish to find, seeking oxygen and burning everything in its path. In regards to Mordred, the demonic flames seethed with greater intensity as they seek to burn through her protective scales. The question of if Mordred was able to survive being engulfed with the cursed flames created to end existences such as her would be moot if she were unable to protect her Master from such biting flames.

Despite this, Saber proceeded onward, Nagelring in one hand, and something far more hideous in the other...



CODE-NAME: KHRYSEOS
Residential District
Sewer Diving


@Crusader Lord@1Charak2

Traversing the sewers, Isidore lead the way for his newfound allies as he peeked through each corridor, scrutinizing every nook and cranny for a suitable place to have a proper meeting at. A normal man would easily be lost in such a damp maze, but the Atlas alchemist was able to maintain his bearing by utilizing his memory of the city above to get a rough idea of what lies beneath. Of course, through his own photographic memory, Isidore was also capable of mapping off the entire sewer system itself. Ideally, he would find himself at another section of the Paris Underground, though it would also be quite interesting if they were to find themselves in the catacombs. Perhaps Caster would find some suitable mats there?

Of course, wherever they would find themselves at, it would be a bad idea to return home at this time. Of course, such a dangerous gathering of knights would surely spell the end for Isidore and his Servant if they were found. No, he needed to evade their detection for now, or at least until his pursuers are all dead.

We'll need to find a new base for now. Retrieve the sheath if possible, Assassin. If that isn't possible, then I trust your judgement in handling the situation. Either way, leave them with nothing.

Turning to Caster as he ordered his own Servant to depart for now, Isidore put out a hand.

"It seems we will need to take a slight detour for now. May I request that you make a suitable place for us to hide now? It will be troublesome if we were attacked by that group."
Rider maybe
I'll get something up maybe this weekend~



CODE-NAME: KHRYSEOS
Residential District
Heading Underground


@Crusader Lord@1Charak2@Sunglass

Isidore was immediately interested in the Caster once she had noticed the nature of his own cybernetic body, given the nature of it. Given her matter of dress as well as the weapons she was seen wielding last night, Isidore could only assume that this Caster in particular was some sort of inventor, or perhaps even a "fellow" alchemist. If this were the case, then it opened up more potential avenues of where this partnership could lead. It could very well be possible that this Caster may be able to help the alchemist perfect his weapon of choice... or even allow him to accomplish that.

"Yes, locating a discrete location could easily be arranged. I've got a perfect meeting place set up, though I hope you're fine traveling through the Paris Underground. It's a method of travel I've found useful in order to avoid any unwanted encounters... and it seems we may indeed run into one if we continued overland from what I've seen. As for scouting..."

Isidore opened his gym bag, revealing three more of the same type of drone he was utilizing to scout out Caster's workshop. Turning them on and throwing them in the air, Isidore pushed a few buttons on the ocular device attached to the side of his head, allowing them to fly using motorized propellers. He sent each of them to a specific district; one to the Foreign, another to the Latin, and a third to the Canal districts.

"My Servant is not with us at the moment, but hopefully he will rendezvous with us on the way there. I had him scout out specifically for your... other allies. It would be ashamed if they decided to seek us out, after all."

Of course, this was merely a bluff, as Assassin was not too far off.

Stay a good distance near Caster's Master, Assassin. Somewhere close enough to break the distance in case they make any moves on us, but far enough to where they don't suspect a thing. Don't make any sudden moves yet... we still want to at least try to gain their trust.

With all that established, Isidore began to head over to the nearest manhole, beckoning the two ladies to follow suit.
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