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Whoever says "the customer is always right" has not worked with atual customers.

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In Court of Nuhl → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Things were finally going their way, it looked like--no army of backup was waiting outside the door. Lyra's butterflies hung in the air as she looked around, muttering, "Tiltoure," to make sure she wasn't unwittingly walking into anyone looking to get the jump on her. The coast was clear and this was their exit, the sight of Commander Agavee in the distance freeing her of any worry. She let out the tiniest sigh of relief, though she knew it wasn't over just yet. The rescue wasn't finished until they were out of there, and Roan was still--

Her thoughts paused there as she shut her eyes. They were too late to save Marie and Dylan wasn't faring well, either. Roan was alright last she checked, but maybe she had been optimistic in hoping to save them all.

Pushing those thoughts aside for the moment, she sprinted back in just in time to watch Hasgad crumple to the ground, her butterflies following her and hovering above everyone. She approached the Inquisitor, scoffing a touch. If this was the sort of person to gain that rank, she wasn't going to be afraid of any of them from now on. Alderman needed to raise the bar. Donovan seemed to have lived the electrocution, though she noticed Roan's arm had taken a hit. As much as she wanted to check if he was okay, the onslaught of backup mages told her it was time to go. But first, she got to save the Astorio. What a great day, even if he likely wouldn't see it as such.

"Actendrelle!" She cast the shield between Chadwick and the rest, making sure every single spell slung was blocked. "We're leaving! Quinn, grab Dylan and anyone else that can't walk well! Everyone else, move it!" She ordered.

Her butterflies joined the shield, circling the edges ominously. As soon as she last spell hit, she dismissed the shield and threw the hoard at their attackers. The butterflies promptly surged forth, popping into flames that merged with one another until a giant fireball was shot down the hallway.

In Heiseina: Memories Long Forgotten → 3 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay

Tsubasa's initial joy at Keiko's acceptance quickly turned to confusion. He did what to his shirt? Looking down at himself, he supposed she had reason to make her comment. Then again, he was so used to it that he didn't even bother noticing until it was pointed out. That wouldn't do at all, especially since Keiko was already clean and dressed and ready to go. Maybe they could continue the conversation as well, and he could get to the bottom of her sidestepping his other comment.

"You're right, it'll be on me, then. I promise I'll put on something clean, too, of course," He laughed, wiping his brow again. He was about to ask if she was willing to give him a few minutes to clean up before someone else approached the forge.

The arrival of Fumiko was a surprise--he was visited by two people today!--and he straightened up a touch as she spoke. It was nice to hear Hayashi was going to be performing again this year, though he was a little surprised to hear that Fumiko was helping her out. Then again, Fumiko did like to do things around the village, same as he whenever he had the time. It was also nice to see the community come together to help one another, so maybe he shouldn't be too surprised.  

Before he could respond, Keiko replied to Fumiko first. Ah, she called him Tsu, that's so cute! Did she finally accept his own nickname for her? It did make him a little happy, though he was confused as she looped her arm around his. Wasn't she just complaining about how sweaty he was?

As she gazed up at him, he shrugged. "We could go help them out, then come back here and get ready before we enjoy ourselves?" He asked her. "If it's okay with you, Kei-chan."
@Asura@Queen Arya

In Heiseina: Memories Long Forgotten → 3 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay

Huh, now that Keiko mentioned it, Tsubasa supposed he never did see her around whenever the festivities popped up. He always assumed that she was busy or that there was work to be done; he remembered the many, many times that Tetsu would suddenly unload a bunch of last-minute orders on him, and sometimes that resulted in him missing out on a majority of the fun. She seemed entirely indifferent to it, the complete opposite of his own lament anytime he'd been so caught up in his work that it was too late to do anything meaningful.

At the very least she didn't linger on the subject for too long, though he wasn't expecting her next comment. The barrage of questions caught him a little off guard, eyes widening just a touch as she even went so far as to approach him. Wait, why didn't he consider asking her? Clearly that was the way to go! It was a good idea, he could wrap up what he was doing and they'd be on their way in no time!

But even as the thought crossed his mind, he scratched the back of his head with a small frown on his face. "Um, no, that wasn't why, but--well, actually, I would like to go with you. If you'll have me, of course," He dropped his hand as he spoke, deciding he would get that out of the way. "We can go see everyone's hard work, get something to eat, enjoy the shows that get put on, and of course the main attraction."

He paused for a moment. "...But I mean, even if I wasn't around, there's nothing wrong with going on your own, too. I've had to do it a few times myself. You're still a part of the village, and that means you get to have as much fun as everyone else, too, you know."
@Asura

In Heiseina: Memories Long Forgotten → 3 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay

Tsubasa couldn't help but frown at Keiko's statement. She said it so nonchalantly, too. He supposed it was something she had gotten used to long ago; unfortunately, their village didn't look kindly to outsiders. He remembered being more curious than anything, never really understanding the hesitation coming from the adults. But it wasn't any of his business. Her statement on considering selling did bring a smile to his face as the thought danced around his mind. Moriyama was pretty competitive.

At the mention of the fence, he had fruit in his mouth as he looked at it. He chewed faster, licking his lips as he moved over to the already finished pieces. "Tetsu says there's always work to be done. Though this time, some animals have been getting into the crops and that can't really wait," He explained. "I guess the wooden fences kept getting knocked down, so reinforcing them should do the trick!"

He dropped his gaze to what he was working on when she came in, wondering if she wanted to know about that, too. "This one's a table, though," He said. "Takamori said he needed something sturdier than others, so there that is."

Taking the chance to gobble up the rest of the orange, he let out a sigh of happiness. "Delicious," He commented happily, pushing himself away from the bench. "How about you, Kei-chan? Are you looking forward to the festival?"
@Asura

In Heiseina: Memories Long Forgotten → 3 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay

Tsubasa's stare was just a touch blank as Keiko spoke. What did she mean people didn't pay attention to her? He swore he often heard her name uttered every once in a while. Not in a positive way, mind you, but--oh, was that what she meant? It was a shame, he always thought they were a little harsh on her, but her pranks never did go over too well. It couldn't be helped; the village preferred its peace and day-by-day happenings to go on unimpeded, and Keiko was less than inclined to follow the rules. He supposed he should try to assure her. To him, she always seemed a little lonely, and he was more than happy to enjoy her company. Even now as she watched him and tugged on her kimono--what was she doing? 

There was no hiding the gaze that followed her finger, albeit he did remember his second blunder as he immediately jerked his head back up as she spoke. See them? See...them. Here? Now? No, she couldn't possibly mean that. As rambunctious as she was, she was still a lady. He was hot, tired, sweaty, and--and here, in view of anyone, it was shameless! Why in the world had he jumped to such conclusions? His interpretation was just clouded. 

Tsubasa wasn't sure why his throat was suddenly so dry, nor did he know why his eyes immediately snapped to attention at the movement of the kimono. He should say something. He should stop this. He should do a lot more than watch as the material revealed more and more of pale, soft-looking flesh. He'd be lying if he said his conscience wasn't screaming at him to say something as it got lower and lower until something sprang forth and--a pair of oranges came out.

"Wha..." It was barely a whisper but the confusion was plain on his face, albeit he did manage to catch the orange thrown at him. The warmth certainly didn't help things and he nearly dropped the fruit as that thought crossed his mind, his face already flushed with color as he tried to compose himself. Keiko was teasing him! And she got him good this time, goodness, he hadn't been this embarrassed in some time.

Said embarrassment turned to humor as Tsubasa couldn't help but laugh at himself. "Ah...thank you," He got that much out as he bit at the skin, pulling it away until the sweet scent filled the air. A welcome distraction, especially as the sweet taste cleared his mind.

"They really came in well," He added. "If you have a surplus, you should take them to the market. You'll sell out for sure."
@Asura

In Heiseina: Memories Long Forgotten → 3 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG--

The hammer would not rise too high as the touch on his shoulder alerted him that someone else was there. Safety first and foremost--that's what Tetsu would say before ordering him to fetch the bottle that had rolled away under a bench. While in practice it was disguised as being in complete control of his actions at any notice, realistically speaking it was so he didn't go swinging the very heavy, very metallic, and very hot hammer in surprise. The very last thing anyone wanted was to get hit, and since the village was so open with one another, it was common for anyone to come in at any time.

Once Tsubasa looked over his shoulder, however, the space behind him was empty. Had he imagined the touch? Blinking slowly, he nearly jumped out of his skin when Keiko spoke, whipping his neck so quick it was a shock it hadn't rolled off his head. Relieved that he wasn't just imagining things, he cautiously set side the hot metal far away, deciding now was a good time for a short break. He couldn't help but think that it was very nice of her to visit him, especially when she likely had better things to do.

Plucking his shirt from his skin, he took back his rag in his hand as he hastily wiped his face and neck. He was far from presentable, but he was sure she didn't mind. "Kei-chan, good morning," He greeted her, slightly out of breath. "I wasn't looking for anyone, but I'm glad you're here."

Taking a few seconds to regulate his breathing, as he smiled at the girl, something looked a little different. Her hair looked a little healthier, but that wasn't it. She looked more mature somehow, a little less like a girl and more...what was the word? Well, mature, but it was hard to say. She had always been on the thinner side, though he doubted Signkeeper Tomo would let her go hungry. It wasn't that she had gained weight in a bad way, though--aha! It was her chest! His stare lingered a little longer than he meant it to, eyes darting away as he became aware of his rudeness. Even if she did blossom into a woman, it was unbecoming of him to just ogle her like that.

"You look nice today," He decided to pay her a compliment as he fanned himself, leaning back against the bench. "It's nice to see you've grown up a little."
@Asura

In Heiseina: Memories Long Forgotten → 3 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The bustle of the marketplace was just a low buzz, barely registering over the sound of iron meeting iron. After a few more hits, however, the world slowly started to permeate his senses: the buzz of the town got louder, the bite of the chilled air nipped at his cheeks, and the hammer in his hand regained its weight. Overall, Tsubasa was feeling the labor of his work drain him, but the finished product made everything worth it. As he placed his hammer down and cautiously lifted the iron structure up, he dipped the metal into the pool of water, watching the steam and leaving it there as he wiped his brow. 

Even though it was cold out, the forge had a way to always make the boy feel like he was ready for a cold bath. Granted, it was natural--working with heat to mold metal into anything he wanted meant he was always going to be hot, and that was guaranteed even on the days he didn't bother using the heat sign. Once he deemed it had been long enough, he lifted the metallic structure out of the water and plopped it down some steps away, abandoning it to let it cool in the chilly air. Now all he needed to do was toss it in the cart with the slab of wood he had ordered and someone would come pick it up.

Exhaling, he watched his breath form a misty cloud and then dissipate, running a rag over his neck. Let's see, now that the table was finished, he supposed he could start on the iron gate that had been requested. It actually hadn't come as a request for him, but Tetsu always pawned off those projects onto him. Festivals and celebrations always meant that work piled up since Tetsu decided that he was more interested in drinking than...actually, he always found an excuse to drink, so Tsubasa should have known better. Not that he minded--busy hands were happy hands, and the kid actually liked working. 

Tossing the rag aside, Tsubasa knelt down in front of a chest, gingerly plucking out the few iron bars that were left in there. At least Testu had left him everything he needed, so that was good! He placed the bars over the forge, lazily writing the Sign in the air. Once the metal glowed a bright red, Tsubaba carefully adjusted his hammer in his grip, taking a firm hold and lifting it into the air.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

In Heiseina: Memories Long Forgotten → 3 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay

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P E R S O N A L  D E T A I L S


Full Name - 戦後 翼
Age - 20
Gender - Male, to the dismay of some
Occupation - Blacksmith's apprentice

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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Sweet-natured
Despite his profession, comparing Tsubasa to mochi is wholly accurate. Soft, gentle, and all-around sweet, he often goes out of his way to help people whenever he can. There isn't really any rhyme or reason to it, with some often questioning his motives, but his sincerity often wins out.

Passionate
Whenever there is a hammer in his hands, Tsubasa feels alive. While he doesn't have many interests, the few he does have is a surefire way to get him excited. He puts his soul into all his creations, often gushing on their beauty and taking pride in his talent.

Withdrawn
Despite the above, Tsubasa tends to hold people at a distance, always willing to extend kindness to anyone but finding it difficult to accept any on his own. He remains polite but doesn't like to talk too much about himself personally. It doesn't take too much to know he has issues with his family, but otherwise, he outright refuses to speak on it.

S K I L L S E T

Smithery
Tsubasa's number one talent lies in his apprenticeship under his uncle. Despite initially having worked with him as a punishment, he ended up growing to love the craft and developing genuine talent with it. He follows the rules strictly in order to both avoid hurting anyone and to make sure he doesn't waste resources.

Athelticism
Swinging around a hammer and working with intense heat requires Tsubasa to keep himself in tip-top shape.

Charisma
There are few people in the village that Tsubasa hasn't won over; he gets along with anyone and everyone with ease.
Physical Description
The one thing most notable about Sengo Tsubasa is his beauty. While tall, he sports fair skin that looks softer than silk. His jet-black locks contrast his skin, tumbling over his shoulders and reaches his waist. He often pulls it up with a red ribbon, though it isn't uncommon for him to keep it loose. His amethyst-hued eyes often seem like they're looking through you, his features soft and his smile always gentle.

Character Conceptualization
Tsubasa is a young man who dreams of creating a forbidden weapon. Some years ago when he was learning signs from the Signkeeper, he stumbled into her collection of books and accidentally knocked over a pile. In his haste in putting them away, one was opened, revealing a page that had caught his interest: a colorful image of a man clad in metal wielding a weapon. He didn't even look at the rest of the book, entranced by the man and his strange equipment. 
Despite knowing it was wrong, he tore the page out of the book and took it with him, obsessing over it for some time. One day, he managed to get the materials to make his first attempt at replicating the weapon. While his success varied, he was inevitably caught by his master. Instead of getting in trouble, however, he was strictly told that he should never attempt to do such a thing ever again and was only saved from being outed because no one else had seen it.
Ashes had been thrown onto his obsession, quelling it for the most part.

Other Information
His secondary hobby is flower pressing.
For some reason, Signkeeper Tomo doesn't seem to like him. He hasn't the foggiest clue as to why, either.
He is always happy to run errands for others. This is often exploited.

Known Signs:
Heat and Water signs for smithery [Amplify, Heat, Water]. Takes offense when its suggested to learn Mend or Reinforce.


^{_______________________________________________} _{P E R S O N A L D E T A I L S} ^{Full Name - 戦後翼 Age - 20 Gender - Male, to the dismay of some Occupation - Blacksmith's apprentice} - _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} ^{Sweet-natured Despite his profession, comparing Tsubasa to mochi is wholly accurate. Soft, gentle, and all-around sweet, he often goes out of his way to help people whenever he can. There isn't really any rhyme or reason to it, with some often questioning his motives, but his sincerity often wins out. Passionate Whenever there is a hammer in his hands, Tsubasa feels alive. While he doesn't have many interests, the few he does have is a surefire way to get him excited. He puts his soul into all his creations, often gushing on their beauty and taking pride in his talent. Withdrawn Despite the above, Tsubasa tends to hold people at a distance, always willing to extend kindness to anyone but finding it difficult to accept any on his own. He remains polite but doesn't like to talk too much about himself personally. It doesn't take too much to know he has issues with his family, but otherwise, he outright refuses to speak on it.} _{S K I L L S E T} ^{Smithery Tsubasa's number one talent lies in his apprenticeship under his uncle. Despite initially having worked with him as a punishment, he ended up growing to love the craft and developing genuine talent with it. He follows the rules strictly in order to both avoid hurting anyone and to make sure he doesn't waste resources. Athelticism Swinging around a hammer and working with intense heat requires Tsubasa to keep himself in tip-top shape. Charisma There are few people in the village that Tsubasa hasn't won over; he gets along with anyone and everyone with ease.}	Physical Description The one thing most notable about Sengo Tsubasa is his beauty. While tall, he sports fair skin that looks softer than silk. His jet-black locks contrast his skin, tumbling over his shoulders and reaches his waist. He often pulls it up with a red ribbon, though it isn't uncommon for him to keep it loose. His amethyst-hued eyes often seem like they're looking through you, his features soft and his smile always gentle. Character Conceptualization Tsubasa is a young man who dreams of creating a forbidden weapon. Some years ago when he was learning signs from the Signkeeper, he stumbled into her collection of books and accidentally knocked over a pile. In his haste in putting them away, one was opened, revealing a page that had caught his interest: a colorful image of a man clad in metal wielding a weapon. He didn't even look at the rest of the book, entranced by the man and his strange equipment. Despite knowing it was wrong, he tore the page out of the book and took it with him, obsessing over it for some time. One day, he managed to get the materials to make his first attempt at replicating the weapon. While his success varied, he was inevitably caught by his master. Instead of getting in trouble, however, he was strictly told that he should never attempt to do such a thing ever again and was only saved from being outed because no one else had seen it. Ashes had been thrown onto his obsession, quelling it for the most part. Other Information His secondary hobby is flower pressing. For some reason, Signkeeper Tomo doesn't seem to like him. He hasn't the foggiest clue as to why, either. He is always happy to run errands for others. This is often exploited. Known Signs: Heat and Water signs for smithery [Amplify, Heat, Water]. Takes offense when its suggested to learn Mend or Reinforce.

In Heiseina: Memories Long Forgotten → 3 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay

_______________________________________________
P E R S O N A L  D E T A I L S


Full Name - 戦後 翼
Age - 20
Gender - Male, to the dismay of some
Occupation - Blacksmith's apprentice

-

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Sweet-natured
Despite his profession, comparing Tsubasa to mochi is wholly accurate. Soft, gentle, and all-around sweet, he often goes out of his way to help people whenever he can. There isn't really any rhyme or reason to it, with some often questioning his motives, but his sincerity often wins out.

Passionate
Whenever there is a hammer in his hands, Tsubasa feels alive. While he doesn't have many interests, the few he does have is a surefire way to get him excited. He puts his soul into all his creations, often gushing on their beauty and taking pride in his talent.

Withdrawn
Despite the above, Tsubasa tends to hold people at a distance, always willing to extend kindness to anyone but finding it difficult to accept any on his own. He remains polite but doesn't like to talk too much about himself personally. It doesn't take too much to know he has issues with his family, but otherwise, he outright refuses to speak on it.

S K I L L S E T

Smithery
Tsubasa's number one talent lies in his apprenticeship under his uncle. Despite initially having worked with him as a punishment, he ended up growing to love the craft and developing genuine talent with it. He follows the rules strictly in order to both avoid hurting anyone and to make sure he doesn't waste resources.

Athelticism
Swinging around a hammer and working with intense heat requires Tsubasa to keep himself in tip-top shape.

Charisma
There are few people in the village that Tsubasa hasn't won over; he gets along with anyone and everyone with ease.
Physical Description
The one thing most notable about Sengo Tsubasa is his beauty. While tall, he sports fair skin that looks softer than silk. His jet-black locks contrast his skin, tumbling over his shoulders and reaches his waist. He often pulls it up with a red ribbon, though it isn't uncommon for him to keep it loose. His amethyst-hued eyes often seem like they're looking through you, his features soft and his smile always gentle.

Character Conceptualization
Tsubasa is a young man who dreams of creating a forbidden weapon. Some years ago when he was learning signs from the Signkeeper, he stumbled into her collection of books and accidentally knocked over a pile. In his haste in putting them away, one was opened, revealing a page that had caught his interest: a colorful image of a man clad in metal wielding a weapon. He didn't even look at the rest of the book, entranced by the man and his strange equipment. 
Despite knowing it was wrong, he tore the page out of the book and took it with him, obsessing over it for some time. One day, he managed to get the materials to make his first attempt at replicating the weapon. While his success varied, he was inevitably caught by his master. Instead of getting in trouble, however, he was strictly told that he should never attempt to do such a thing ever again and was only saved from being outed because no one else had seen it.
Ashes had been thrown onto his obsession, quelling it for the most part.

Other Information
His secondary hobby is flower pressing.
For some reason, Signkeeper Tomo doesn't seem to like him. He hasn't the foggiest clue as to why, either.
He is always happy to run errands for others. This is often exploited.

Known Signs:
Heat and Water signs for smithery [Amplify, Heat, Water]. Takes offense when its suggested to learn Mend or Reinforce.


^{_______________________________________________} _{P E R S O N A L D E T A I L S} ^{Full Name - 戦後翼 Age - 20 Gender - Male, to the dismay of some Occupation - Blacksmith's apprentice} - _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} ^{Sweet-natured Despite his profession, comparing Tsubasa to mochi is wholly accurate. Soft, gentle, and all-around sweet, he often goes out of his way to help people whenever he can. There isn't really any rhyme or reason to it, with some often questioning his motives, but his sincerity often wins out. Passionate Whenever there is a hammer in his hands, Tsubasa feels alive. While he doesn't have many interests, the few he does have is a surefire way to get him excited. He puts his soul into all his creations, often gushing on their beauty and taking pride in his talent. Withdrawn Despite the above, Tsubasa tends to hold people at a distance, always willing to extend kindness to anyone but finding it difficult to accept any on his own. He remains polite but doesn't like to talk too much about himself personally. It doesn't take too much to know he has issues with his family, but otherwise, he outright refuses to speak on it.} _{S K I L L S E T} ^{Smithery Tsubasa's number one talent lies in his apprenticeship under his uncle. Despite initially having worked with him as a punishment, he ended up growing to love the craft and developing genuine talent with it. He follows the rules strictly in order to both avoid hurting anyone and to make sure he doesn't waste resources. Athelticism Swinging around a hammer and working with intense heat requires Tsubasa to keep himself in tip-top shape. Charisma There are few people in the village that Tsubasa hasn't won over; he gets along with anyone and everyone with ease.}	Physical Description The one thing most notable about Sengo Tsubasa is his beauty. While tall, he sports fair skin that looks softer than silk. His jet-black locks contrast his skin, tumbling over his shoulders and reaches his waist. He often pulls it up with a red ribbon, though it isn't uncommon for him to keep it loose. His amethyst-hued eyes often seem like they're looking through you, his features soft and his smile always gentle. Character Conceptualization Tsubasa is a young man who dreams of creating a forbidden weapon. Some years ago when he was learning signs from the Signkeeper, he stumbled into her collection of books and accidentally knocked over a pile. In his haste in putting them away, one was opened, revealing a page that had caught his interest: a colorful image of a man clad in metal wielding a weapon. He didn't even look at the rest of the book, entranced by the man and his strange equipment. Despite knowing it was wrong, he tore the page out of the book and took it with him, obsessing over it for some time. One day, he managed to get the materials to make his first attempt at replicating the weapon. While his success varied, he was inevitably caught by his master. Instead of getting in trouble, however, he was strictly told that he should never attempt to do such a thing ever again and was only saved from being outed because no one else had seen it. Ashes had been thrown onto his obsession, quelling it for the most part. Other Information His secondary hobby is flower pressing. For some reason, Signkeeper Tomo doesn't seem to like him. He hasn't the foggiest clue as to why, either. He is always happy to run errands for others. This is often exploited. Known Signs: Heat and Water signs for smithery [Amplify, Heat, Water]. Takes offense when its suggested to learn Mend or Reinforce.

In Court of Nuhl → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Lyra was a little disappointed to find her fire hitting a shield, though she definitely got some satisfaction from the shock Hasgad had. She guessed he missed the memo saying that the heir to the rebellion knew how to use her magic. It was kind of a shame, but Nelda would just tell her that it was a chance for her to gain the upper hand against unsuspecting enemies. Which, in this case, it was. She spotted the net of lightning and ceased her flames, hastily blurting out the right words to shield herself. She was pushed back some, and almost charged forward. She stopped as she watched Donovan's attack succeed. Did he have to steal her thunder, too?!

It might've been for the better, though, as Hasgad decided to electrocute the shit out of the both of them. The stench of burnt flesh hit her again, and she grimaced. Well, if she rescued Donovan, she could use that to make him back off some for a while. The bolts of lightning that flew out of him caused her to jump back and throw up another shield. Oof, close. Figuring it was safe to get back in there, she went to move, but Roan beat her to it--who knew he was crazy like that?

Well, Hasgad was done for, and she wasn't too keen on sticking around longer than they needed to. The next thing she needed to do was secure an escape route. She looked around to see the far door creak, narrowing her eyes. As much as she wanted to attribute that to luck, she was skeptic enough to figure that it was just as well another entrance for the enemy to come in. Unlucky for them, she was about to pave a way out with fire. Lyra wringed out her hands, concentrating on the heat around her. She took in a deep breath, holding it for a moment as she produced fire in front of her. She exhaled, the flames shooting forth and breaking into a multitude of fiery butterflies. They swept through the door with Lyra following closely behind, ready to wield the flames onto any unfortunate soul looking to get through.

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