Jensoman

Let's Go Save the Princess!

Imma make a CS SOMETIME TOO!!

LETS SAVE DA PRINCESS BOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

Caravan: Resurrection

Flin had stopped playing at the same time Zay and Noru stopped, and stood up. "Yea, I believe I'm done as well." He responded, and leaned against the wall. When the caravan came to a halt and Yvette eventually entered the caravan, he glanced over at her. He nodded at Zay as he stated her last name. He stood straight, and bowed forward slightly. "Miss Eridal. Nice to meet you." He stated. It wasn't the most formal greeting, but it wasn't a sluggish or blunt response, either.

Caravan: Resurrection

Flin's eyes widened as Daelin called him out. He frowned, and revealed his two cards to Daelin. They were in fact two 4's. "I guess I got lucky, eh?" He stated with a smirk, despite the fact that his back was still hurting. He let out a painful murmur as he rubbed his back. "Well, some luck, anyways..."

Caravan: Resurrection

Flin narrowed his eyes at Daelin briefly as he layed his card, and he did the same when Zay and Noru followed up. But he soon regained his usual relaxed look. He stared at his cards, but held them close enough so nobody could peek. He pulled two cards from his hand and placed them face-down on top of the other cards in the middle. "Two 4's." He stated, and placed his cards face-down on the table as well. He turned towards Lyullia briefly. "I enjoy travelling and experiencing new things too, so I definitely understand your point. It's part of the reason why I decided to be a Knight, to go out with caravans. And also because it's a good and secure way to earn money." He responded to her.

Defiance

Corc smiled at Jack as he lit his torch. He didn't know the man too well yet, but he seemed reliable. As Fauve entered and the rumbling noise started, the giant orc turned towards the incoming horde of bears. The orc considered meeting the creatures head-on, which was typical orcish behaviour. Orc's were strong and rough, and they respected strength. Fortunately for Corc, he had a good deal of combat experience and was intelligent enough to decide against it. These weren't undead skeletons this time, but strong, bulky enemies in a group.

The orc turned to Jack as he told them to move on, and he nodded. "Corc follow Jack!" He stated, and bolted down the catacombs after him, right behind Gabriel. The orc wasn't a fan of running away, but sometimes it was just nessecary. And in a sense, he wasn't completely fleeing. He was still going down pitch-dark catacombs, that most likely held dangerous traps within. So it didn't bother him too much. Thanks to Jack's guiding torch, he was able to prevent himself from tripping over the steps. Considering how bulky and large he was, it would have been difficult for him to move in complete darkness, especially while needing to rush himself to escape the large undead bears behind him. "Corc thankful for light!" He told Jack.

Caravan: Resurrection

Flin rolled his eyes at Zay's mean comments. He looked displeased, about to make some nasty comment in response. But he stopped himself, and smiled instead. But it wasn't a fake grin. It was as if he'd realised something. "Well, at least you didn't burst out laughing at my fall like a complete idiot would." He replied, nodding at Noru as he joined them at the table. He looked at Zay. "Anyways, I apologise for lying, captain." He said. He seemed to be a bit more respectful towards him now. The captain was quite serious when he needed to be, which improved Flin's opinion on the man a tad despite his jabs at him.

Caravan: Resurrection

Flin heard Daelin call for him, and stopped playing abruptly. He put his guitar on his back and began to climb the ladder. But then, he lost his grip and his feet slipped off. "GAAAHH!" He blurted out, collapsing into the ground. Fortunately, he hadn't fallen from too high. He scrambled on his feet with a surprised look. "Impossible...I slipped-" He blurted out, and looked at everyone else. He scoffed at them briefly. "Errr, no, that's impossible! Clearly this ladder was poorly designed." He claimed, pointing at the ladder, to hide the fact that he'd screwed up. He advanced towards the table and he sat down.

A Hero Tale {Complete}

Jenso glared fiercely at the wall before him, as his eyes began to glow even more intense. "A loss is only the end..." He replied to Yzeira, constantly pushing and pushing and doing his best to escape. "...If you let it CONSUME YOU!!" He cried, and pushed with all his might.

"I won't give up!!! No matter WHAT!!!"

A Hero Tale {Complete}

Jenso glared at Yzeira, but despite the situation, a smirk appeared across his face. "Boast while you still can." He taunted, and rapidly began to build up energy around himself. It began to grow bigger and bigger, until he looked like a massive blue flame ball. But it solidified perfectly around his body and began to push Yzeira's shield, moving Yzeira further away from himself by extension. He suddenly launched himself towards the side of the barrier, smashing fiercely against it's side with incredible force behind it as an ultimate attempt to escape and launch himself as far as he possibly could. It was the same ability he'd used to escape Yzeira back in Feraldia, but this time it was far more powerful.

"COMET CRASH!!!"

He was ready to launch several whips into the ground afterwards to latch himself to the ground to avoid being pulled back in.

A Hero Tale {Complete}

Jenso landed on the ground as he advanced towards the clone nearby to stay more out of reach of the orb's pull to make it affect him as less as possible. He was still able to outspeed the streams that came at him from behind as he advanced towards his foe and flames seemed to shed from his body on the ground. He skid his foot across the ground briefly, and he charged more energy underground which shot out upwards, creating another dome around himself and the Yzeira closest to him.

His left arm coursed with the electric power he'd been charging as he punched at his foe with his left fist, as the flames took the shape of a dragon's head. "Die." He spoke coldly, gritting his teeth furiously to make it look all the more menacing.

He followed up with his right hand and opened it, and a plasma whip was created and erupted violently forwards in wild and erratic patterns, swatting at the orbs around Yzeira's body in an attempt to destroy them in their seperated states.