Cu Chulainn

Cacophony Concord

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HP 2160/2160 SP 2370/2370 MP 20206/2060 (3060)}

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Leif kicked back at the ground with his hind paws, letting out a triumphant howl at the completion of his "business." While everyone was chilling out in Ames' Nuclei, the shaman had elected to set up a nice little protective zone around it. It would only keep out monsters, sure, but between Leif's [Boundaries of the Pack] and the ten [Spirit Wolves] he summoned, Leif figured he would at least get a better idea of the surrounding area, much more efficiently through the use of his [Wolfkin Blessing]. He had set up his wolves around the perimeter of his marked zone as well, having ordered them to howl and return if they spot any threats nearby.

Turning back into his bipedal form, Leif walked over to Arion, leaning back on his obsidian steed with his arms behind his head. He was always the outdoorsy type, after all, not content to remain confined indoors... of course, that is his excuse. In reality, Leif figured he'd look way cooler if he volunteered to be on guard duty and all. Besides, he never really got to use that ability as much.

"Yo, Amulak. Let everyone know I'll be sticking around outside in case some cheeky fucks decide to pay a visit to our little party uninvited." Leif hollered over, knowing Amulak was able to hear him through his weird ass Nuclei. He then chuckled after realizing Amulak probably saw Leif literally pissing around the place. "I can probably do some solo scouting around the area, see if I can flag down more Mora-Sho on the field to get a better idea on who's who and what's going down. Just let everyone know if they're fine with me flying solo. I'll try and go at a steady place so I don't outrange your shit again, eh?"

Fate/Grand Order - Advent of the World Shattering Star

I'm fine with that. After all, Arash's kit seems fairly formidable for what it is, even outside of using Stella. He possesesed the fortitude and foresight to know when to use his Noble Phantasm, and I think it'd be a cool plot point in the event I know I absolutely have to use it.

In any case, I also planned to make a Master, so it's also allow me to focus more on that character as well. Just curiois though, but do you want a comprehensive spell list, or just a list of commonly used/biggest spells our Master would know?

Fate/Grand Order - Advent of the World Shattering Star

Fair. I think I might go for Arash then, if applicable.

Fate/Grand Order - Advent of the World Shattering Star

Would someone like Siegfried be fine for this?

Fate/Grand Order - Advent of the World Shattering Star

I might have something for this. That said, it is important to note that most canon Riders are able to consistently fly with their mounts, and flight is only really an issue if the Rider possesses the skills of an Archer, which uhh... most don't. They don't need to have wings to fly around, after all. What balances them in combat is how mounts don't possess the same amount of burst speeds Servants do. It'd be like trying to dodge things with Torrent's dash on Elden Ring as opposed to rolling around~

Cacophony Concord

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HP 2160/2160 SP 2370/2370 MP 3060/3060 (3060)}

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As quickly as he had shifted, Leif turned back into his human form as he landed, clenching the flaming polearm in his hand as its fires died down. He groaned in pain as he stretched out, allowing the passive healing to take its course. As soon as the battle had concluded, Leif's wolves gave a nice goodbye howl before fading into the wind as well. They had acheived victory, and alongside it, the spoils of war.

Given the gear they were carrying, Leif wondered if they were fighting actual supply-runners, or just some shitty gankers. They could have even ended up team-killing, which would have honestly been hilarious. Eh, they weren't hired to check for badges or anything. As far as Leif was concerned, if they came back with some supplies, they'd get pair for the job.

Still, it wouldn't hurt to make sure, and the fight itself was quite exhilarating, if not over in a flash. He'd throw the Samurai an add, both to help him practice some PvP later as well as to maybe bug them about just what their party's deal was.

"Well, don't know about all you, but that was fun! Maybe I might join up after all, kicking other players' asses is sure as shit more fun than killing bears all day." Leif laughed, pulling out the same lotuses he had consumed earlier for mana and jamming a handful of them into his mouth. "I'll work on healing everyone up so we aren't surprised on the way back."

Spitting in the palms of his hands and rubbing them together, Leif created an orb of swirling water between his palms as he whispered some strange incantations. Streams of soothing water swirled through the most injured of the group, healing everyone as they passed through each person, Leif would repeat this spell for a bit until everyone was at least decently healed enough for their natural healing to take the rest.

"My bad on keeping track of my mana. If I had summoned less wolves, I might have had enough to heal us up a bit in that fight, maybe give Mags a shield of ice to deal with that fire. Ah, hell, you live and you learn, right?"

With a whistle, Leif beckoned Arion over to him, hopping onto the black beast and giving its engine a crack.

"Heading over to your little inn's probably our best bet for now, though, Ames. Will help us better rethink our plan and heal up. Plus I gotta go kick someone's ass for almost letting that Samurai kill me, haha!"

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

Shigenaga Nomura
Curiosity

@Rune_Alchemist

After a long moment of training, Nomura laid down on the sandy shore, allowing his muscles to relax. This surely was something to make a habit of in the future. Not only was he able to understand his current limits, but he was able to discover more about himself and his nature, namely that he needed to find ways to break his limiters. More importantly, it served as a nice and soothing massage after a day of training! The brief tangs of soreness would be alleviated with the application of medicine onto his limbs, using what was left of that salve he was given.

After a moment of respite, Nomura stood up and yawned, stretching as he watched the sun dazzle over the horizon. Turning back to Mie's camp, he noticed a peculiar fox scurry its way back home. Having a feeling of who this fox may be, Nomura surged into the air as he enhanced his legs once more with speed and conjured his wings. Like a swooping hawk, Nomura would appear before Ayumi rather suddenly, the sun glistening off his majestic form.

"Hello, little fox... Seems you've been quite busy, no?" Nomura cocked his head curiously. "Does this mean you have what we need? Ah, and what of Donovan? He didn't pass, did he?" Grilling the fox with further questions, Nomura wished to get right on the bottom of what had just transpired!

Cacophony Concord

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To be honest, the situation was quite fucked. Raime was seconds away from losing a head, Mags was getting cooked, and Ames was still recovering from that stunning blow. Amulak was doing fine, but honestly fuck that guy, his spell seemed to have buffed his opponent. To Leif, it seemed that it all boiled down to what he could do. Of course, he was limited to just what those things are seeing as he's just about to eat that samurai's enhanced blade. Was this her Nuclei? If that were the case, magical attacks would be meaningless against her. He needed raw, physical strength to overcome his opponent. Luckily, there were multiple ways to achieve that.

But first, Leif had to help his friends.

"Arion! Roadkill, ten o'clock!" Leif roared aloud, referring to the crippled kannushi and hoping it would do just enough damage to finish him off, if not disrupt his spell so that Mags could do the job instead. As for the bard, Leif's spear arm ignited in a blaze, a flame both dazzlingly bright and sinisterly dark. It scorched Leif's arm as a demonic call of a bird of prey emanated from the shaman's monstrous weapon, taking its tithe: blood for blood. Soon afterward, it would launch from Leif's hand as if it had a life of its own, burning away a significant portion of Leif's life-force as it flew for the bard.

Of course, Leif did not forget about the opponent standing right in front of him. He sunk lower as his entire shape began to change. His silver hair grew longer, his fangs elongated, and his eyes would shift into a bloodthirsty crimson. One-by-one, his equipment would meld into his body, overtaken by his metallic fur. Only the lupine markings on his body would remain, glowing with the same sinister scarlet that was emitted from Leif's eyes. Soon, Leif took the shape not of a man, but of a monstrous direwolf covered in eldritch markings. Such a sudden shift in form would surely shift the samurai's trajectory of her attack, cutting through a large tuft of fur as the cursed lightning surged through Leif's bestial form.

Upon beholding such a transformation, the ghostly wolves howled as if on queue before converging to the leader of their pack. Muscles tensed, Leif quickly took flight, the sudden surge of magical energy from his transformation allowing him to move with a beastlike agility. He would leap upwards, first performing a sick backflip by uppercutting the samurai's blade with his back paw before lunging his fangs right for her neck. He aimed to eviscerate his opponent's neck with a [Crushing Bite], empowered by the strength of his [Wolfkin Blessing] alongside the support of his pack. If his bite didn't finish her off, the demonic spear making its return directly behind the samurai hopefully would.

HORIZON: In Wastes, Our Dreams

immortal meatsacks to bully, huh

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

Shigenaga Nomura
Training Day

@Rune_Alchemist

Nomura clenched his hand once Chōhei released his iron grip on it, doing his best to hide his pain. Once again, the mask made it easy to do so. There was some wisdom in his opponent's words, wisdom that Nomura would both hope his enemies would dare not follow as well as something he'll continue to ignore! And despite that display he made earlier, Nomura was sure he still runs the risk of accidentally getting killed training with the Oni regardless. Still, he won the respect of who appears to be one of the strongest of the Oni. This much was enough of a trade-off for a couple of broken fingers. Nomura looked onto Mie as she walked over, a look of joy in his eyes as he eyed that healing salve in her hands.

"It seems so. They're a rough bunch, for sure, but at least the issue of their disdain for me seems to be somewhat abated." Nomura said as he made sure to heal his hand, applying the ointment rather hastily. "I'm happy to hear you arranged that I'll be dragged along to train at any moment's notice, by the by." Nomura stated, sarcastically but in good humor. "Well, thank you for seeing to that my wounds, or well, wound, was quickly attended, Lady Mie. And with a bow, Nomura was off.

He still had a good amount of time in the day, it seemed. Socializing with the Oni could wait for later, although Nomura would make a quick note to speak with Chōhei when the time does come. Between that and waiting for Donovan to be done with whatever it was he was doing, it seemed Nomura was free to do as he pleased. In this instance, he chose to once again walk to the shoreline. Instead of fishing, however, he had chosen to merely sit and ruminate on the day's proceedings.

As he watched the waves gently touch the shore, Nomura's mind once more wandered to the power within him. That slap he was able to perform, the energy he was able to gather within his body. If he wished to survive another training bout with the Oni, Nomura knew he had to master channeling that energy in some way. Through his body, his eyes, and even his voice, Nomura was able to strengthen himself through the use of that magic. If he was able to control and maintain that power within, there was no telling what he could accomplish.

For now, he needed to push his limits. Sitting in some form of lotus position, Nomura began to meditate to himself. As he did so, he allowed that magical energy to course through different parts of his body. It's as if he was flexing his limbs individually, empowering one before the other, letting the energy fade before drawing it out once more. He would test the limits of this power, gauging just how much he was able to strengthen his limbs to the fullest while attempting to push past those limits. Nomura continued to train not externally, but from within.