Hammerman

En'jer: Pharaohs of Egypt

@Blu
Fixed at the CS.

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

@Letter Bee
With her current state of mind, she will most likely just blow off anyone who tries to talk to her.

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

Lily Flameheart

Lily sat there, watching like a Hawk as the man tried to explain himself. He first said that he wasn't exactly lying when he told he was human, looking towards Bea. It seemed he had introduced himself to her as such when they first met. He then said that he was more than just your ordinary human. So was he implying that he was Tsuki? Now thinking about it, after her head had calmed down a little bit, he did look similar to the boy, only obviously more grown up.

He then blushed profusely when Bea said that she didn't mind him touching her. Lily immediately glared at Bea when she heard that. How shameless! A girl should not just let a boy she barely knew fondle and play with her body. Another character defect that she could attribute to the eldritch girl.

And speaking of Bea, she was now offering the last remaining cake to her. She would've accepted, grudgingly of course, if not for the fact that it was wrapped in one of her tentacles. She noticed how the now-adult Tsuki was gesturing with his hands for her not to accept it. Hmph, he didn't need to tell her that.

"No thanks," Lily replied coolly. "Looking at your slimy appendages had killed my appetite."

Now, she very well knew that it was pretty rude to insult someone's monster traits like that. But she really didn't care anymore at this point. The breast groping and Tsuki suddenly changing to a man were the straw that broke the camel's back. Now her mood had turned really sour, and she just wanted to wrap this up and went back to her room to rest. Tsuki was lucky his thought about marrying both her and Bea wasn't heard by her. He would've made her mood even worse as a dragon was always strictly monogamial, since they were all so possessive of their life partners.

The adult Tsuki then brought her and Bea some food, red meat for her and some fishes for Bea. At least he knew a dragon's taste. A dragon would rarely eat vegetables, preferring to only eat meat. It was the same for Lily. So she took the plate while still staring at him, and without looking, began to cut the meat with the table knife on her hand.

He then explained how he was apparently cursed, where he changed in random intervals between three forms, his child form, his intermediate form, and then this adult form. He then said that he didn't know which one of the three forms were the real him.

Lily however, didn't buy that at all. She knew his true form was the one sitting in front of her. And he had been using his child form to play innocence, to get close to her and Bea and then to grope her without repercussion. He knew she couldn't be mad at a child that played and fondled with her breasts, as he didn't know any better.

That pervert! That filthy pervert!

Normally, she would have exploded right then and there, but this time, she was in such a foul mood that she didn't even have the energy to lash out anymore. The worse thing about all of this was how she was tricked into thinking that she had found a replacement for him. She would never admit that of course, so she blamed all her frustration and rage to the fact that he had groped her.

So Lily then took the plate where her red meat was sitting, and then poured all of its content into her mouth. In one gulp, she ate it all without even chewing on it. She then rose up from her chair and just left the two without saying a word. And when she was out of their sight, she felt a single tear rolling down her cheeks.

@Blu@Rune_Alchemist

Endless Quest - A Fantasy Dungeon RP

@Roughdragon1
Isn't the shaman riding on top of the ogre?

En'jer: Pharaohs of Egypt

@Blu
I see. How about making it so they haven't met yet?

En'jer: Pharaohs of Egypt

Finally, here's my CS. Decided not to really change her appearance and just make her part of a wandering tribe that wears their exotic clothing.

Layla

[Layla]

Height: 160 cm

Personal Information

Name: Layla
Alias: The Lute Mistress
Sex: Female
Age: 22
Date of Birth: 26 August
Appearance: Wearing her tribe's traditional clothes everywhere, she easily stands out from the crowd, which is exactly what she wants as she is a wandering performer. She has an immensely long braided hair that reached to her knees, just adding to her exoticness. And her appearance wouldn't be complete without the beautiful smile that she always wears.
Personality:
She is a kind and motherly person, guiding the Pharaoh with her gentle wisdom. She gives off the impression of an older sister to everyone she met, even to the Pharaoh himself. She is mostly a quiet person, preferring to stay in the background instead of being the center attention.

However, even thought she was quite a patient person, able to handle crying children with a calm smile, her sensitive point was if someone were to make a disturbance when she was playing her lute. She would give the culprit quite the glare. She was also quite shy about her voice, as she refused to take up singing like her mother did. She believed her voice wasn't up to par, though many disagreed considering how melodious it was when they talked to her.

Biography:
Born to the tribe of Q'ur, she always wandered around the many cities and villages of Egypt, as the tribe was a nomadic one. Her family was a band of performers, with her father playing the lute and her mother singing. She was taught in the ways of the lute ever since she was little as her father saw great potential in her, and thus made sure she would be able to bring it to her full potential.

However, as she grew up, she began to take interest in matters other than her performance. She started to take interest in the state of Egypt, and how it was now fractured between many Pharaohs. Reading history and mythological books, she discovered how Egypt used to be one, and in time, she agreed that it would be best for it to be so once again. And here she learned about the goddess Hathor, where she decided to devote her worship to her.

But nothing last forever, and one day, a plague claimed the lives of her father and mother. It would have killed her too, if not for Hator's intervention. And from that day on, she became a mage, as her lute-playing now gained power to affect the material realm as well.

Now, she was currently staying in Thebes, as she played nightly in the biggest inn in the city, The Oasis. She was paid quite handsomely to do so, so she might stay there for quite some time.

Combat Information

Magician: Yes
Deity: Hathor
Equipment: She traveled with only a single backpack that she carried herself. Her trusty lute she carried with her on all times, slung to her body with a little string. The inside of the backpack consisted of her spare ethnic clothes (she pretty much only wore her ethnic clothes at all times), a thin white nightgown that had become quite flimsy and well-worn due to her having wore it for years, and then her undergarments. She also carried some soap with her as her travels often made her quite sweaty and not all inns provided one. A performer needed to be presentable after all.

Ability:Playing lute, the knowledge to read hard books even though she had never be educated officially, singing

Spells/Techniques:
1. Good Night and Have A Beautiful Dream
Everyone who hears her lute-playing would immediately feel really sleepy. Strong-willed people may be able to resist for a while, but ordinary people would just fall asleep right away. Of course, she can exempt her allies from the effect.

2. Wish For A Peaceful Life
Everyone who hears her lute-playing would become sluggish, as their mind became clouded. They would have difficulty thinking and their awareness lowered. Of course, she also can exempt her allies from this effect.

3. March of The God-King
Any ally would feel refreshed and strengthened as they hear her playing. Any wounds they may have will stop being painful for as long as they can hear her lute.

4. A Plucked Heart
Every time Layla plucks a string from her lute, an invisible blade flies towards the enemy. It's quite tiny, only causing a scratch if it connects. However, seeing how she can do it many times in just a second, it can immediately overwhelm a non-heavily armored enemy. This spell is necessary for her as it allows her to fight bandits and raiders she meets on her travels.

Parameters

Essence: 4 / 5
Attunement: 4 / 5
Magic: 3 / 5
Strength: 2 / 5
Speed: 2 / 5
Body: 2 / 5
Wisdom: 5 / 5

The Hero has betrayed us

Leila's eyes widened once she saw the town burning from a distance. Her fist clenched as she realized they, no, she had been late again. Late to save these people from their terrible fate.

"I have to go," she said to the rest of the group before following Feon to the town. She summoned her trusty sword, charging towards the orcs that were surrounding the town guard. Without any kind of hesitation, she killed them all in one single continuous strike, cutting them in half using her enhanced speed and strength. The holy property of her sword certainly helped since they were undead.

"Are you alright?" she asked the man, who was still clearly shaking in his boots.

"T-the Tyrant... t-the Tyrant's here! R-run! W-we must run! W-we're no match for him!" His pupils dilated as he became overwhelmed with fear. His whole body was trembling. Clearly, he was in no state to fight.

Leila however, only caught his words. Sven, Sven is here?, she though to herself. She had to meet him. She had to.

And so she rushed in towards the centre of the town. And sure enough, there was him, The Hero, The Tyrant himself in the flesh.

"Sven!" she called out to him. "Is that... is that really you?" she asked him, her voice full of disbelief. Gone were the quiet kindness of him. Now she could only see his sadistic smile that was plastered to his face.

En'jer: Pharaohs of Egypt

@Blu
Yeah, still thinking up my character's backstory.

Endless Quest - A Fantasy Dungeon RP

Marianne saw the elven archer being ganked by a trio of skavens. She thought she would diverge some of her bees to aid her, but before she could, the elf had taken care of them by herself.

Marianne smiled with relief. It seemed even though she was a long-range fighter, she was no slouch in the melee department either. She herself would never be able to do such a thing.

Her musings were interrupted when she felt the tremors, coming closer and closer each second that went by. She then noticed also the sickly shimmering green coming from below the chasm. What could that be, she wondered? It didn't take long however for her question to be answered as soon afterwards, a giant hand grabbed into the edge of the cliff and raised its body up, showing it to be a massively sized rat ogre.

A rat ogre? That means...

Sure enough, when she squinted her eyes, she saw the shaman riding on top.

She had read about this. The Skaven Shaman, and its bodyguard, the rat ogre. The one that stood on the very top of the skaven society. Armed with powerful, twisted magic, it enslaved its lesser brothers.

She bit her lip. She didn't like this. This was a powerful foe. Perhaps even too powerful for them who just entered the everchanging realm the first time.

The shaman shrieked, ordering his mount to kill everyone in sight, both the dwarves and their party. The ogre, obeying its master, charged forward, running with all four of its legs. The tremor caused was like a small, localized earthquake.

"If it is up high, you should aim low!" she heard Siph shouting. She agreed. That was certainly one way you could take on a giant-sized opponent. Destroy their balance by attacking their legs and they would collapse on their own weight. However, she was more worried for the shaman. It wielded powerful magic and it wouldn't just stand by as Grendrick, or any other attacked his mount's legs. She believed the shaman was the real threat here.

She then heard Grendrick ordering them to stay back and let him take care of the creature. Was he really thinking of taking it on alone? No matter how strong he was, surely that monstrosity would be too much for him! She wished to shout to the lycan to stop being so reckless but she very well knew it would just be a useless gesture.

Fariha shot an arrow to the beast. It did absolutely nothing, as the ogre was made of pure hardened muscle. Perhaps she would aim at the shaman next.

Marianne then saw Grendrick standing on all fours, as he seemed to be charging up before his attack. And then, he launched himself forward with incredible speed, landing at the ogre's shins. He immediately tore its flesh apart by his claws and fangs, not caring about anything else other than the taste of the ogre's blood. She now witnessed the pure feral form of the lupine. She guessed that at this state, he wouldn't have any sense left on him to think.

So it fell down to her and the others to cover for him.

She quickly directed his bees to fly towards the shaman. She intended to at the very least distract him from casting any spells against Grendrick. She knew this was a risky move. Her bees could just die if the shaman cast a large fire spell. And then she would only be left with the mantis as her form of attack, not to mention how she had to look and tame another set of insects for her future battles. It would be quite bothersome indeed.

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

Lily Flameheart

Hmph, so they weren't blood related after all. Hearing the good news, Lily's lips couldn't help but curve upwards a little. That meant he was not a Great One and Bea had no real claims to him. She could have him for herself.

W-wait, that came out wrong. That just sounded like she had a crush on him or something! Which was definitely not true!

She viewed him more like a little brother. A little brother she was very much interested it. It certainly helped how he really reminded her of him.

Bea then replied to her accusation in her usual cryptic manner. She's starting to hate that way of speaking of hers. Wanted to hear her beautiful voice, she said? Did she just say that she wanted to hear her squeal like she did before?

She then looked at Tsuki, whom was trying to reconcile them together. She could certainly agree with him telling Bea that she should ask first if she wanted to hear her song, though she obviously had no intention to sing that song of hers, asked or not asked. And then Tsuki turned at her and pretty much pleaded at her to be friends with Bea. Hmph, she would be willing to do so if Bea herself was willing to change her attitude.

He then offered her and Bea a slice of cake, the only remaining food left on the table. It seemed he had eaten the rest of them. What a voracious appetite, Bea commented. His could rival a dragon's appetite for sure.

The leftover piece of cake looked so sad and lonely, putting Lily off eating it. She glanced at Bea, waiting if she would be the one to take it. In the meantime, it just sat there awkwardly in the middle of the table.

Tsuki then started to yawn. So now he's turning sleepy. He really was a kid, falling asleep right away after eating.

As he stretched his arms however, he actually fell asleep right away while in the middle of doing that, making her head plop down to the table, his hands soon following suit.

...Except that they didn't land on the table at all.

*boing*

They made a soft, squishy noise as they landed on Lily and Bea's breasts; right breast and left breast respectively. And then, Tsuki began mumbling on his dream, about how soft they were as he fondled them with his hands.

Lily's first reaction was basically a big flat "What?" as she tried to process what was happening. And then, after around 5 seconds later, redness began to creep to her face as she began to feel the sensation coming from her fondled breast. Now, at this point, if anyone else, especially a grown-up male, was the one who did it, she would explode and the poor culprit would probably end up unconscious on the ground after Lily slapped him so hard with her full draconic power. However, the culprit was Tsuki, just an innocent little boy who didn't know any better. So Lily couldn't exactly be angry at him. And besides, this wasn't the first time a younger boy had grabbed her breasts. He used to do it too, with how clumsy he was. He would often trip and either land his head or his hands on her breasts. Of course, he profusely apologized afterwards so Lily let him go with only a light scolding, and it was mostly about how he should stop being so clumsy.

But then, the unexpected happened. With a big poof, Tsuki transformed into a grown-up male, still sleeping while still fondling her breast. And before Lily could process what just happened, he woke up, groaning as he got over his grogginess.

And he was still fondling her breast!

Lily could feel her temper rising. Him withdrawing his hands, blushing as red as a tomato while saying "Crap, crap, crap!" didn't help matters the slightest.

Then, Lily spoke, venom seething from her words.

"Who are you and what did you do to Tsuki?!"

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