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Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

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Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

Can white magic be offensive in nature? (Example: Rays of light, Holy smiting blast, Cleansing fire)

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

I have been working on my sheet, but I need abit more time to flesh all the details out. Don't wanna leave it too bland, but on the other hand don't want to spoil too much neither. Tricky path to walk, that line inbetween the black and white magic. I may finish the sheet later tonight or early tomorrow. So bear with me abit longer.

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

Dissidia 012 only :P

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

Home and working on my sheet, hopefully it will be done in a few hours. Gotta make sure it looks and reads nicely first.

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

@Ambra

Still a few more hours til I am home feom work and can start putting down the character sheet. Still out of all the classes the red mage is what fits the best for what I have in mind. I am not overly familiar with fantasies of the final kind, but I have been prone to follow the story of a vagrant, even if my character wouldn't be a vagrant. But perhpas something more along with a faerytale, a saga in the frontiers of Edren. Thus thoughts were already in motion before I even read about Lunaris, which fits like a glove for what I have in mind.

Can likely expect a sheet post from me in some 6-8 hours from now.

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

I am leaning towards Red mage, as that would likely be the closest thing for what I have in mind for a character. Other possibility could be summoner unless they are bound to staffs.

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

I'll see about making a char sheet after my 24 hour workshift is over.

Royal Rumble: Rumble over the Heavens

Alrune

Al didn't hide his broad smile as Lambda had praised him for being cool, it was an image which the boy could totally live with. In fact he had always wanted to be the cool guy. The sort of guy who could stare evil in the face and not tremble. He knew that his mouth just had this problem, where words would just sometimes get lost on the way out. It was almost like it had a life of it's own at times. He was certain. No. He was confident in his confidence. He had after all stepped up to defend a nice lady who had rewarded him for his just deed. It really did pay off being the good guy!

"Ahaha! I- no no! I am totally not that cool!" Al scatched the back of his neck in an awkward manner, as if he felt embarassed. Still it did make him feel in a good mood, especially when Lambda had so openly encouraged him to search for his dream of joining the school of the cool. At least that was what he heard it were, why would people make that up?

While Lambda seemed to be a hardworking scholarlike-garden person, Al wasn't overly fond of the idea of looking into books. It felt like a big problem, he would rather just play some of his music and sing. Fighting wasn't something he really wanted to do, but he knew he had to try learn to defend himself and his friends. If he could find some. Odd. Now when he thought about it, ever since he came to Rhea he had not made a single true friend. Sure there were the members of his band, they were a good bunch. And then there were his manager who had looked out for him and helped him getting everything set up. He had also been the one to find him after his blackout, while some nefarious person could have possibly tried to mug him or pull him into some criminal activities. His manager had helped him get a job and a place to stay. For that he was eternally grateful, even if he was so tired after many of the events.

But now after having been given all this money from the rich girl, he could finally take a break and make contact with his home to let them know about his luck and the amazing place that were Rhea. Ofcourse he felt that he should at least help his band find a new singer first and likely give the manager abit of the money for his help. He had somewhat drifted off from his conversation with Lambda, whereof he quickly shook his head and snapped back in focus.

"Oh sorry, I got lost in my thoughts there for a moment. I cannot say I know anything about gardening stuff or book stuff myself. But hey people are good at different stuff!" He said in an appologetic tone before glancing around as if he had insulted the very library itself.

"Uhm, I would have liked to talk more with you Lambda, but I should try get to my place before someone gets wind of what I was just gifted." He smiled warmly before offering a soft nod to Lambda and anyone else who happened to be in the vicinity.

"Take care allright? Maybe next time we meet I could tell you about how cool the Mephisto school is? Gonna be great!" He grinned in a friendly manner while offering a wave to Lambda, then began his way over towards the exit of the building, throwing a glance over his shoulder just before leaving to make sure none were following him. He had to protect his fortune now, it would save his entire family from poverty, not to mention himself. All the food he could buy. He felt a sudden urge to visit the market again, after all he was a growing boy. He had to eat.

'Time to try everything.' He tightened his hands into fists and made a cheering motion without saying a word, but his body language would display his feelings enough.

@MagusDream

Royal Rumble: Rumble over the Heavens

Orpheuz

The young man narrowed his eyes at Alyona the moment the girl set her eyes at him again, and even more so when she decided to speak to him.

Not only were she carrying that defiant and resentful tone to him, but also claiming that he, he of all people would belong at the gallows. The very idea almost made him lower his guard for a moment to provide a mocking laugh, but this were no laughing matter. He had in the unfortunate circumstances decided to teach her a lesson, in the hopes it would make her understand. After all, dumb people could only understand blunt things, whereof punching the wits into their head were usually the best way about it.

But amidst his thoughts of displeasure on seeing this girl being so overly defiant and unrelenting, it made him oddly enough feel a slight bit of admiration. It wasn't the girl's will that had led to her loss, it was her body. She was headstrong. There were no doubt about it, and her power, whatever it were seemed very dangerous visually. Had his own powers not have been warped in his pathway to the world, who knows who the victor would have been? He decided he still had to reply to the thief.

"Hpmh! You have quite the nerve speaking to me like that... Insolent girl. You are a girl right? Abandon your brigand ways, don't waste your gift on petty crime." He said in a serious manner, his tone was however befitting of someone who had served the lady of shadows. He had to act the part of a noble, even if his core was very distant from the literal sense. His lady had however been more than a literal noble, she were noble in heart, and as such he would also have to be.

For how else could he herd all the witless sheep away from the butcher? He didn't know how long it would take before the enemy would reveal it's face in this world. If he had to beat up some ruffians to make them fall in line, so be it. Alyona was one such ruffian in his eyes. A piece of coal which may yet become a diamond, with the right guidance. Would his battle with her put anger in her heart and make her train harder or abandon her path, then it would all serve in the interest for the coming battle. As Alyona struggled up to her knees, Orpheuz quickly withdrew his hands from where he had put them trying to hold Alyona down. Almost as if he realized he was being close to catching some disease, perhaps it were the gushing water being spit in his direction.

He wasn't worried about water. He knew that at least. Yet allowing her saliva-tainted water to land on him was not something he wanted. Even though he was well aware of that in order to purify, one would have to go through grime at times.

"I will be on my way. You best find some way to dry off. And cover yourself up, indecent thug." Orpheuz grunted in an irritated manner and slid his both hands into his pockets, before teleporting a distance away so that he was out of reach for the girl were she still considering to rob him. Then again. The thought struck him. What possibly did he carry that she could rob him off?

'Ahh.. I suppose that's true. I don't really have anything of material worth with me. Something to remember for the next time...' He threw glances over to the girl to make sure she wasn't a stalker, and also in case she would say anything else in that highly arrogant tone of hers. He definitely knew her type. The kind who say 'I hate you...' when they actually meant the opposite.

@Crowvette