ERode

Altera: Of Departures and Deliverance

Gwyn shot past the first shanty, then the second, her arrival impossible to miss. Sliding the grip of her staff down to the very base, she hefted it back as the swordsman surged forward, blade at the ready.

“Bash!”

At maximum reach, her staff far out-ranged that of a sword, and with all the momentum gathered in the head, any attempt to block would be thwarted as well. There was an echoing crack as it smashed into the skull, bits of bone bursting off, but while such an attack may be crippling for a living being, the undead warrior shrugged it off, delivering a sweeping swing that forced Gwyn to stop as well. For a moment, priest and undead were stalemated.

But then, a gurgling melody, a perversion of an incantation to force a contracted elemental to act, rang through the air. Ash’s bowstring twanged in response, an arrow flying into the eye socket of the undead mage. Such action was meaningless though. The undead felt no pain and could not be stopped even when pulverized into bits. Only with the blessing of Alri-Qua could those cursed by the King of Corpses be put to rest. And Ash’s arrow certainly wasn’t anything blessed by the First Light.

As Muu rushed in, a wave of cold emanated from the undead mage, the wet ground beneath freezing over, slick. Suddenly, her violent ambition worked against her, her feet finding little purchase as she slipped and slid towards her opponent. But natural athleticism saved her from a fall, and she slammed into the shanty instead, keeping herself upright in the process.

Ettamri was less fortunate. Her greatsword roared through the air, vicious and unrelenting, as her steed reared to the side, but the undead warriors responded in kind, hopping towards their right. The tip of her sword clanged against the shield of the spearman, leaving a scar birthed from sparks, but no greater damage was dealt. They had done well enough, ensuring that Ettamri couldn’t charge straight into their mage, and now, their diversionary tactics bore fruit: as thick ice coated the area around them, the white warrior’s steed couldn’t keep on its feet anymore and tumbled downed, the rider falling with it. It was fortunate, at least, that she hadn’t been crushed under the weight of her own steed, but now grounded, Ettamri faced the spearman on equal footing, as the axe wielder rushed down towards Muu, who was still trying to find her own balance on the icy terrain.

Matteo, meanwhile, stayed where he was, all under the guise of being stealthy. He probably should do something soon, but he was a thief, and no one in the party had asked him to sneak ahead or anything. It wasn’t even like his small knife could do anything against this group of unbleeding, undying monstrosities.

So for now, he bid his time in the back, hoping that his more combat-savvy party members would be able to figure something out.

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Beyond the Looking Glass: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

A mound of cultists throwing their bodies against the clones of a phantom thief.

A knight, an assassin, and a dragon, their weapons all drawn to tear each other apart.

Monoliths and spirits filled the air, warring for aerial dominance.

Slime dominated the earth, swallowing others whole.

She saw them all. She disregarded them all.

The silver clover that connected the Maiden and the Knight had become a compass, guiding Amaryllis and Sammy through the unnatural darkness that cloaked the graveyard. As the tiger mount rushed through the fog, her sword swept out to the side, slicing into the ground to leave a silver line. Guidance for others, if any would notice. She doubted they would. Any of the Beacon Buddies were a foe that made her Sword salivate, so hungry it was to feast upon their flesh and their might.

But the Knight of Rose quelled the wanton appetite of her eternal companion, even as its impatience chewed at the tips of her toes. They had a greater foe to fight, a greater glory to gain. Against the advent of a Horror, against the Infinite Abyss, it would take more than all of her power to see herself through the other side of the void. Oh, but imagine how tasty Soth would be, once her Silverlight began to carve into its phantasmal form!

Those thoughts gave her some courage, no matter how forced, and Amaryllis leapt off Tony once they arrived in the warzone that had become the domain of the crypt. In the distance, the sole light that shone was the nigh impenetrable barrier surrounding the ritual site, while before her, a dome of darkness bloomed, the masterwork of a witch. Asura descended upon the battlefield, golden arms clad in black flame, and a Seraph filled the world with divine radiance, her light reflecting off an array of blades crafted by a familiar Hunter.

“Sammy,” Amaryllis said, her eyes fixed upon the crypt, “Thank you for taking me this far. Now, I have a most urgent request for the Super Sleuth. Within the crypt is a Horror most foul, one great enough that even I will not be able to vanquish. With your deductive skills, find a way to open the barrier surrounding the crypt, so that others may head in to join the glorious fight.”

A smile, and then, Amaryllis patted her head.

“The best detective don’t need keys, right?”

With the falling of rusted roses, she shot off, all the tension in her body unleashed. The steel of her bones rattled. The iron in her blood converged. Her sword freed itself from its scabbard with the crying of an infant that tore itself out of the womb, and her heels chimed like church bells as she gracefully bounced from one tombstone to the other.

She couldn’t waste time dealing with the monsters all around.

“Rina! Cover me!”

But that’s why she had a partner, however coincidental their meeting here.

A final surge of speed, and the Knight of Rose became a silver bolt, hurtling towards the crypt, the ritual, the sacrifice that had to be saved, regardless of the crimes she committed in her ignorance.

‘Annabelle!’
@BrokenPromise@Crusader Lord@Rune_Alchemist

Wareware wa tada betsu no sekai ni tsurete ika reta!

You don't need luck for that skill. Just get single-shot guns and laugh your way to the bank.

Wareware wa tada betsu no sekai ni tsurete ika reta!

It's probably because Gunners are like Warriors and Rouges in that they are weapon users who use stamina as a resource instead of mana. If you give them an ability like Mana Bullet this early on, they'd be more something like a Magic Gunner or whatever, which DOES sound like an advanced class.

Also, y'know, dude gets to save up money from the ammo he doesn't need to buy. And everyone knows that money-saving magics are the most important ones. ;3

Wareware wa tada betsu no sekai ni tsurete ika reta!

Begone, foul creature.

Wareware wa tada betsu no sekai ni tsurete ika reta!

Monday (NA times) is the deadline, and the character limit is 12.

Wareware wa tada betsu no sekai ni tsurete ika reta!

Damn, old dude goes into isekai with the most relevant skills around, huh?

Wareware wa tada betsu no sekai ni tsurete ika reta!

Yo, just a question...are warriors/rouges able to react to bullets? Like, dodge them or deflect them? Mainly asking cause 'medieval except some people have AK-47s' would realistically end up poorly for the medieval people.

Wareware wa tada betsu no sekai ni tsurete ika reta!

Rihi Springleaf

_{Dwarf | 15 y/o | 4'9}

Personality

Principled, steadfast, and, above all, kind, Rihi is someone not easily shaken or influenced by events around her, always doing her best to stay calm and work effectively. Though she certainly can’t be considered smart or wise by the standards of anyone around her, that just gives her more reason to never move onto auto-pilot. That doesn’t mean, however, that she’s cold or analytical. The core of her decision-making relies her emotions and her intuition, and ultimately, for all the thinking she does, Rihi rarely goes for something with a high chance of success or that is rationally sound. Naïve despite her mental age, she seeks happiness for herself and wants happiness for all, regardless of the scarcity of resources and the differences in need.

Maybe things won’t magically work out if she tried her hardest, but as long as she continued to do so, there will always be a chance of improvement, a chance to break through this situation.

Perhaps, beyond being principled, steadfast and kind, Rihi is just incredibly stubborn.

Background

From an outsider’s point of view, her life had been one tragedy after another. She became a mother at a young age, married at a young age, lost her husband at a young age, and, from that point on, stubbornly worked hard to provide for the one she loved. Without ever having an education beyond that of a middle school degree, she hammered away at labor work, saving wherever she could, while paradoxically lavishing everything she could upon her daughter.

It was enough for her to see her child grow up to be a responsible, good-hearted individual. Beyond food, beyond faith, it was seeing her face every day that let her keep on working. She never allowed herself to think of her situation as unfortunate, as difficult.
Everything was fine. Things were even looking up.

But then, there was light, the screeching of tires, a flash of bone-crushing pain, and then, death.

…

Everything was still fine. It was enough that she taught her child how to fight.

Class: Warrior
Skills:

Deflect – _{Bounce or redirect incoming attacks through active usage of one’s shield, with a chance of destabilizing the opponent if they use a particularly heavy attack.}
Vault – _{Use one’s spear as a vaulting pole, launching one’s self up and forward at heights unattainable through stats alone.}
Charge – _{Rush forward, shield first, and dive into the target, knocking them back. The greater the run-up, the further they are knocked back.}
Focus – _{Fan the flames of one’s inner ki, purging status effects both magical and physical, while sharpening one’s concentration.}
Viper – _{Lunge forward quickly and extend one’s spear to its maximum length, delivering an accurate, fast blow to an enemy’s weak point.}

[SPECIAL ABILITY/ITEM]: ???
Secret Password: Cutie