The little figures slowed their movement, the wind becoming as mild as a gentle summertime breeze. The entire swarm lazily floated along their, twisting around the tent as the boy stuck his head slightly out. Then as one the little figures ascended, then spun down in a swirling dive toward the snow at Shiro's feet. They quickly spun around it, the warmth of the breeze melting it, before a sudden gust flung the water all over him.
The boy made a choking sound as the sprites snaked their way back over to the tent in what somehow managed to come off as a huff. "You wanna start a fight?" The boy said breathlessly. A tiny collection of whispers seemed to carry around on the wind and the boy shook his head and tried to argue. "I don't care that he didn't apologize...no they don't owe me anything...that's not...I'm okay, so...Ariel, stop, please, listen..."
"You know, oil for lamps and cooking and soap for cleaning up and things like that. Its good to know there' places I can get that stuff." Ariel replied. "Miss Aravanth, you shouldn't touch that. You really should put that dow-,"
In the next moment Ariel was just gone. The very instant something had leaped out of the trees screaming amid a fluffy of snowflakes he had rolled backwards off the log, done a back handspring onto his feet, and dived between the half closed flaps of his tent into the darkness beyond with the speed and graceful precision born of a lifetime of avoiding whatever the world could throw at him. He hovered around the tent flaps, form barley visible, watching as the growing frost overtook and snuffed his campfire out. Suddenly he was lit up by a swarm of little glowing figures, tiny orange lights that began to fly rapidly in circles around the tent. A warm wind picked up, blowing the flaps wild as a sickly sweet smell began to fill the air as the localized windstorm spread out. It met the blizzard and halted the advance of the storm.
"Everyone in here!" He called frantically from the shelter. "Please! Don't breath that wind, it'll turn your heart to ice!"
"P-p-pleasure to meet you, Aravanth. Cludia." he said, eyes shifting uncomfortably from the newcomer, down her leg, to the creature lurking in her shadow. He wasn't really comfortable having this many guests all at once quite yet, but that was the most worrying thing he'd seen all day. It definitely wasn't any sort of natural creature. He wondered if the woman knew it was there, or if it was planning some mischief on her.
"A-a-a-anyway it's real lucky I got so many visitors so soon." He continued, managing to tear his eyes away from what looked, to any layman, like a harmless little bunny. "I actually used up most of my supplies on the way here. I'm running low on food, oil...toiletries...a lot of things, really. How do you all get things like that out here? Is there a store or a trading post or something like that? I don't have no money, but I can to work."
"Cyborg...?" he rolled the word around in his noggin. "There a lot of you guys living around here?" he asked. The man might be more metal than an artillery barrage could put out and have an odd crackly what-might-have-been-a-laugh, but he seemed an all right sort. "How many, cause that would be a thing to see-"
Then he stopped short as the girl stepped up lightly and touched him. The kettle clattered out of his grasp in surprise and rolled slightly away on the grassy floor. He held still. He held very still, blank faced. A slight rustling, perceptible perhaps only in contrast to the boys sudden freeze, rolled underneath the boy shawl and a sickly sweet scent seemed to waft in on an errant wind. He held himself stiff like that until he felt her fingers leave his skin. He let the breath he had been holding in go as she planted herself on the log next to him. The scent faded away in the morning breeze.
"Ariel." He said nervously, reaching over to the fallen kettle in a way that oh so coincidentally let him scoot a little farther away from her. He poured himself another mug and drained the whole thing in a single sitting. "Call me Ariel. And, uh, yours?"
The boys face flashed several emotions at the steel mans answer, going from disappointment to relief and back before settling on a sort of mild thankfulness that the interaction had gone so well. "Oh, well, that's all right." He looked over at the newcomer, the girl that had manged to sneak up on his little abode. "Truth be told I don't have much anyway. And it tastes like fish, I think 'cause of that water." He proffered the kettle in the girls direction anyway, just to be polite.
"You're right though." He continued. "I don't think I've ever seen the like of you anywhere. I've been..." He thought for a little bit about how to explain when and where he was from, then gave up and settled for, "I've lost some time. I wouldn't know about new fangled...things, like whatever it is you're wearing."
@Holy Soldier I was planning to tie the amount I had to (M)Damage and play how fast it regens by ear. That one pip I have is sufficient to represent the three ink pots you start out with, and most powers use up one every shot. It's mostly to limit myself so I can't just spam Power Slash in lieu of melee.
I added a picture of her as a person, but the only person right now I could see actually viewing her like that is Rosalina because she's kind of/maybe a fellow god.
Kingdom: A small forsaken land called Clover in the Capcom Kingdom
Written Description: A larger than average wolf with fiery eyes and fur that shines as white as the driven snow, only those with great spiritual awareness or particularly open minds can see the distinctive red markings and divine instrument resting on her back. Fewer still can look totally past the mortal shell to glimpse the beautiful young goddess within.
Personality: A combination of good natured generosity and boredom ensure that Ammy never wants for something to do. She will help anyone in need, including taking the time to feed wild animals, and take any challenge presented to her. This charity comes from a place of deep love, both of humans and the natural world, but it's hard to deny that the resulting praise and adoration doesn't play at least some part in it. She is a God after all, and faith is her lifeblood. To this end she can step back and use a subtle paw when dealing with earthly problems, but prefers a brute force approach befitting her more brawn than brains nature. She's the sort who rushes into danger without hesitation, putting herself forward as a matter of course whenever a monster needs slaying or a source of spiritual corruption needs stamping out. These things are her responsibility as a divine being.
Less divine (depending on who you ask) are her short attention span, generally disrespectful attitude, fondness for both treasure and voluptuous young women, and disapproval at any of these flaws being pointed out. While she enjoys hanging around and listening to people someone going on for too long at her will just put her to sleep unless it's something of dire importance, and sometimes even then. Despite being a wolf Ammy is pretty easy to read and readily displays whatever she's feeling at the moment.
Game: Okami
Current Story: While content to let her son/present incarnation on Earth (god stuff, complicated) deal with the last crisis, this Mugen situation is dangerous enough to warrant her personal intervention. To this end she has re-assumed a mortal form to answer the capital's call for heroes, leaving the kid to look after Nippon, though she's discovered that having two mortal incarnations running around at the same time has left her greatly diminished.
Weapon(s):Divine Retribution - A green reflector wreathed in bright red flames resting on Amaterasu's back, the weakest of all reflector class Divine Instruments. A functional and balanced weapon, excelling in neither speed nor power, Ammy is capable of lashing out with the reflector at close range. When used as a sub-weapon the reflector can be used as a shield to block frontal attacks. With the proper timing the enemy can even be knocked off balance by this, setting them up for the devastating Izuna Otoshi piledriver should Ammy sink her teeth into them during this time.
Lv 1Sunrise - Amaterasu's default Celestial Brush ability. By drawing a fully enclosed circle in the sky Ammy causes the sun to appear, changing night into day.
Special Abilities
Slot One.
Items
Slot One. Slot Two. Slot Three.
Strengths
Beasthood - Ammy is a wolf, with the strength, speed, natural weapons, and keen senses that entails. Even without her divine empowerment she is able to go at the enemy with tooth and claw, her senses are sharp enough to lead her to long buried treasure, her agility is great enough to let her thrust herself though the air and leap off walls to reach greater heights, and she's strong enough to run at full speed with a grown man on her back.
Godhood - Amaterasu is a divine being. Flowers spring up in her wake and form under her to cushion her falls. He nature give her the ability to resist curses and corruption of sufficient strength to turn normal people to stone outright, if only for a short while. Her spiritual senses are as sharp as her animal ones, allowing her to perceive things beyond the scope of ordinary mortals such as ghosts and hidden monsters. She is also immortal and if "killed" can return to life at a later date, though this would take many, many, many years.
Good Doghood - Ammy is a big wolf that strangers not only allow to hang around, sometimes in their homes or with their children, but interact and talk with as though she were a family pet. Even people that can't perceive her true nature seem to unburden themselves on this strange animal, sharing of their problems and worries. This doesn't apply to all people, but enough find her trustworthy for it to be odd.
Celestial Brush - A brush capable of manipulating the fabric of local reality to cause various effects should the user know the proper brush strokes. When the brush is in use time halts until either the user is done or runs out of ink, the effects of the brush going off once time is resumed. Can be used without specific strokes to doodle on things, cover them in ink, and create shooting stars in the night sky. People can even be circled in order to get their attention. Actually Ammy's tail.
Weaknesses Ammy can't fly, can't get good traction on ice, and while capable of swimming can't keep it up too long or dive under the water. Her celestial brush can't be used in places that are heavily cursed or corrupted, and each effect she causes takes up a certain amount of her celestial ink. Though it regenerates by itself if she uses up her entire supply she loses her divine powers and becomes an ordinary wolf for a short period of time. Most importantly, Ammy is incapable of speech so even if she figured out the entire plot at the very beginning of the adventure she wouldn't be able to share her insights with anyone.
