Jensoman

Caravan: Resurrection

Flin

Name: Flin Meeru

Age: 27

Appearance:

Height: 5.8 feet

Race: Human

Home Nation: Arcadia

Personality: He is a good guy at heart, but can come over as non-chalant, non-caring and arrogant at times. It takes a while before he opens up to people. He is willing to kill creatures or people when nessecary, but tries to avoid doing so.

Magical Capabilities: Arcane and Metaphysical. Flin can manipulate sound and has Mid-blue color arcane energy for defensive purposes.

History: Flin earned his money within Arcadia by playing songs for people, and easing the pain of those who were suffering. His attitude often got him into fights, but he always trusted on his magic to get him out of a yam. If he were to beat someone, he'd also take the luxury of stealing their money. This granted him great skill in pickpocketing. He wanted to do more than this, though. He knew that the tension between nations was high, and he wanted to help others. And frankly, his current way of life felt too boring for him.

As such, he began to join in caravan runs to experience the wildlife outside of Arcadia. It earned him more money than he did before. He could earn good money, and help his nation by doing so, so why not?

Defiance

@Polaris North @Valkon @tex @Seraphin @Candy @Hokum

Corc let out a cheerful grunt as the doors crashed open. As the ground began to shake, the giant staggered back for a moment before regaining his composure. "Corc so strong...made ground shake?" He muttered, confused for a moment. "No...not Corc's doing.." He added, looking around. But nothing was in sight. He peered down into the darkness within the crypt, as the ice-cold winds brushed against his stone-hard skin. It caused even the giant to be startled ever so slightly, and he took a few steps back.

Corc was terrible at sensing magic, but he was no idiot. Whatever lurked down there was certainly evil in nature. And charging into darkness aimlessly was foolish. The giant nodded at Gabriel, and turned towards Fauve briefly. "Corc sorry...did not mean to scare Fran!" He apologised, hoping that his ally would relax somewhat. "Corc want to proceed...but can't see well in dark. Can anyone light Corc's way?" He asked to everyone in the general area.

Defiance

Corc advanced towards the small building, looking at the gems. He seemed rather confused. "Corc drunk?! Corc see glowing rocks change colour!!" He whined, to nobody in particular. Corc had only seen this once before, and it was when he'd enhaled some strange fumes from a man who was smoking something in a bar once. But back then, everything around him was rainbowy for several hours. Still, that wasn't quite as trippy as what Foeldar had made him see not too long ago. The giant advanced towards the stone door, readying his mighty mace.

The orc grabbed it firmly with both hands, and swung it powerfully into the stone doors. "Corc SMASH door!" He cried, expecting them to shatter. He didn't pay any mind to the obelisks and the gems inside. He had an ominous feeling, but he did not see the point of hesitating now. Finding evil near this area was to be expected, if it were truly the source of all their trouble.

Defiance

Corc nodded at the woman with the hat, and began to walk further towards the ruins that she'd mentioned. No point disturbing a girl, who just wanted to sleep, and claimed that she had nothing to do with the attack. Of course, Corc knew that she could be lying. In that case, he'd just have to teach her a lesson! The giant calmly attempted to walk past her towards the location on the map, still heading for the same general direction that he'd been heading for earlier. "Corc apologise for disturbing lady..." He simply muttered, which was surprisingly polite for an orc.

He heard Devlin question the woman some more, which wasn't a bad idea. But the orc didn't care too much about that. He wanted to reach the destination on the map as quickly as possible, which might have been the source of the monster attacks. He remained somewhat tense as he passed by, though. The girl was still suspicious, regardless of wether or not she had anything to do with the attack. It wasn't normal for humans to sleep in a giant skull, despite the fact that Corc had picked such places for himself to sleep at. But for an orc, that was common. If the village was that close by, why would a human girl even sleep out here? The orc spoke a few more words as he moved onwards. "Corc decide to believe girl...not make Corc regret decision." He stated. It was more of a warning than a threat. "Fran, Gabriel, also coming?" He asked, looking over his shoulder towards them briefly. He would stop if they decided against following, as he didn't quite trust this witch lady himself.

Defiance

Corc blinked as the witch lady emerged from the skull, and mentioned that Devlin had woken her up. That didn't seem like a comfortable place to sleep! Sure, Corc himself didn't have a problem sleeping anywhere...but still! The giant orc turned towards Gabriel who'd mentioned that the witch was likely already aware of their presence. The giant orc shrugged in response. That's when the powerful gust of wind struck him from behind, forcing him out of hiding. The giant tumbled forwards, with a shocked look on his face as he struggled to regain his balance, just barely able to stop himself from falling.

"COOOOOORRRC?!" He shrieked in surprise. Was Foeldar pushing him from behind? No...he would have heard him coming. Just who or what was strong enough, to be able to move a giant Orc like him?! The giant looked over his shoulder to see who had moved him. "WHO PUSH CORC?!" He demanded to know. But he saw no one. He was confused and surprised, and looked over at the witch. In a sense, one could say that the witch had popped Corc the orc's cork. The cork on his stealth, anyway. The orc listened as Fauve finished speaking, and didn't feel like adding much. She mentioned everything that he would have wanted to say. He did say one thing, though. "Corc not harm girl...if girl is nice to Corc and companions!" He stated. He nodded happily at Fauve when she offered him a drink, taking a gulp from the bottle before handing it back to Fauve. "Corc!" He sung happily.

Defiance

Corc turned to Gabriel, and thought for a moment. "Corc not mind going with cat man, but..." He muttered, turning to Fauve. He was still on edge, not trusting the sound. That's when Fauve spoke to him. He nodded at her in response. "Sound good to Corc!" He sung, feeling somewhat relaxed by Fauve's words. He felt less tense. The giant looked ahead as he also vaguely heard Devlin's words. "Corc agree...Corc observe." He stated, and observed Devlin's movements from a safe distance.

He stood behind bushes and several trees, peeking out from behind them to see what Devlin was calling out too. He saw her talking to a hat, and got a confused look on his face. "Crazy lady talk to hat? Hat being mean?!" He asked softly to Fauve, not quite sure what was going on. He realised that the sounds seemed to be coming from the hat, so he stood at the ready to act in case something bad happened. He was surprisingly good at being stealthy, despite his usual loud nature and his large stature.

A Hero Tale {Complete}

Jenso glared at Yzeira as the sphere headed for him. He had to move! He couldn't die here! Everyone counted on him! But he simply couldn't!

Then, the orb crashed violently into his body as he felt his body being overtaken by the deadly red energy. "RAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!" He screamed, struggling desperately to endure the intense pain that flooded through his body as the sphere engulfed his body completely. He saw many of his memories flash by through his mind. When Prisma destroyed his village and killed all he held dear, Lark's death, Vale's, Nexus, and many more who died. He also saw those who still lived. Bruce, Alvios, Jeff, Oz, and the others. So many had helped him to get this far, to stop Yzeira. With his defeat, Yzeira would destroy the universe. He did not stop thinking about them all, up until the very end.

'E-EVERYONE...'

Then, something snapped within Jenso. He felt something powerful emerge. An incredible, strong feeling. It erupted violently, and rushed through every inch of Jenso's body.

A massive blue flash suddenly emerged from within the center of the sphere, which lashed out violently in all directions like blue streams of energy as the sphere was violently ripped into pieces and dispered into nothingness. Along with that, thick fog emerged from the blue energy, and covered the whole roof. If Yzeira did not have his eye ability, the figure before him would have been hard to spot.

'No more kindness...? ..SO BE IT...'

Jenso was revealed, standing up in a confident, calm composure. Despite that, he looked incredibly angry and his confident grin had vanished. An ominous blue glow emanated from his eyes, while the blue energy surrounding him pulsated slowly around his body. He locked his eyes directly with Yzeira, gritting his teeth out of pure rage. He spoke, his voice far deeper and colder than usual.

"YZEIRA..."

A Hero Tale {Complete}

Jenso's eyes widened, realising that Luke was truly his father. His fist began to tremble, but the rest of his body still failed to move. "Is that so..." He muttered, somewhat shocked. He remained silent for several moments to process what he'd just learned. It made sense, as Lark and his mother were together at some point in time, which Luke had told Jenso about back in Diver's Paradise. He suddenly spoke. "Even if Luke isn't my father, he sure as hell did his best to be a father for me from the day I've met him. And Lark...he was a great man. And you killed him, among so many others! You'll get what you deserve!" He screamed, clenching his fist even tighter. "Your crazy laughter certainly doesn't convince me that you're in control of the void in your mind, that's for sure!"

A Hero Tale {Complete}

Jenso glared at Yzeira. He kept trying to move his body, despite the fact that he'd lost already. He frowned as Yzeira spoke about his father dying. "Luke's fine, you...ain't gonna fool me..!" He blurted out. As Yzeira stopped and appeared shocked, Jenso gave him a confused look as he mentioned that one of his companions had succeeded and muttered Nexus's name. He grit his teeth and clenched his fist tightly, suddenly able to move his hand again. But Jenso didn't even realise this fact. He was far too busy thinking of Nexus's death. 'Nexus...!' Jenso thought. He knew there was a possibility that Bruce would have needed to kill Nexus, but it was something that he truly wanted to avoid.

"Fucking psychopath...do you see what your actions have caused? You forced him to get in our way and fight us, and this is how it ended!" He hissed loudly at Yzeira. "It's your fault! You only have yourself to blame!"

A Hero Tale {Complete}

Jenso listened to Yzeira's words, confused as he mentioned something about Shaidra and Nexus. "What...what do you mean?" He muttered. "And what are you trying to achieve?" Jenso stated. As Yzeira mentioned that he served him well, Jenso couldn't help but cringe. "I never served you, and I never will." He added coldly. "Who's really in charge? You, or the Void lashing around in your brain?" He asked with a smirk.