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"A friend of yours? Not too bad looking, I guess," Erika joked when Katie approached Thomas and began explaining their situation. However, she soon came back to her business mood, after a taste of the drink she just got from a passing bunny attendant not too long ago. "Anyway, we probably should talk less and do more princess rescuing, before they decide to take her to another castle if you get what I mean," she said, keeping her cool sense of humor.

"I agree with you on that part. In fact, I think it's strange to see you suggesting doing something with subtlety for once, instead of just taking what you want by force. Am I right, 'Black Beast'?"

Right after Erika made her last comment, she pulled a small plaque with a number from her coat. "Don't worry, though, I came prepared. After all, what kind of bodyguards would we be if we didn't foresee every possibility?" She commented as a number of the other guests also produced similar plaques, right on time for the auction that would determine Riku's fate.

"Thinking about it, I never bought a princess before. Maybe I'll have fun with it."

A thought occurs:

The Nutcracker certainly doesn't seem like the sort of tale to be classified as a Legend.
Which makes me wonder about Eins...
She seems self-depreciating about being a "mere Legend" according to Stripes's POV, and rereading her own post doesn't make the Tabby's conclusion seem inaccurate. Pair that with Eins's warnings to students about using her Tuning for the pursuit of power...
Dons tin-foil hat.
It makes me speculate that Eins used her own Grimoire on itself to seek greater heights and was punished for her folly.
She became a "Legend", but a false Legend in the end. Thus, she has an inferiority complex over her status.


You are on to something there. It's not 100% what happened to her but it's close.
Eins was left speechless –horrified, even– by the conclusion of the duel between Tesni and Roma. Even though she knew it quite well, the destructive power of their grimoires… was it really right to even think of magical girls as normal people? Or were they something else? Eins couldn’t answer that question back then, and she still couldn’t do it now. All she could do was what was within her grasp. Still, to think that it was not the aggressor, but rather one of them who did this much damage to their school, and to their allies… no –If Eins was right, Tesni actually used her own companions as weapons to corner Roma. Why was everyone else taking the case so lightly when it was so… wrong?

“I– Thanks, but I didn’t do anything worthy of praise. Even now, I can barely help anyone when it really matters,” Eins replied to Mika’s praise with a downcast smile. “At any rate, I suppose that a little senior outing to let off some steam wouldn’t hurt. At least after I help the victims,” she added after pinching her own cheek, chiding herself for sounding too negative.

While Eins was busy administering first-aid to those in need and getting the girls whose grimoires had been more damaged back to the infirmary, where they could recover, a rare occurrence took shape in their midst. None other than the Grand Minister in flesh and magic, descending from her sanctuary to alleviate the suffering of the afflicted as well as seemingly greet the return of a prodigal astray daughter.

The Grand Minister

“Fear not, my children. The storm has already passed, until the tides have once again turned, all that lies before you is the motherly embrace of the Winds and the Earth,” Lilian –or rather, Merlin’s– voice was lyrical. It was almost as if flowers bloomed in her very wake and a spectral, phantasmagoric song soothed the hearts of all those hearing her words –no, maybe it did happen indeed, since many of the present –Eins included– would feel the weight of yoke of suffering be lifted from their shoulders and the girls that had been hurt by Roma’s ploy would be able to rest in peace, at least for now, while their leader walked among them.


“I know what you have gone through. But now you can rest. Rest assured that you endured the darkest night. However, is not the time to grief, instead, we should celebrate,” Merlin’s words provoked a wave of disbelieving faces, and whispers rose here and there, as the gathered girls who could still get a hold of themselves wondered what was there for them to celebrate after such a night.

The Grand Minister’s next actions would make it clear what she meant.

“My heart is filled with joy to have you return to us, my dear lost child,” Merlin said as she knelt to the captured Roma and cupped the other girl’s face with her hand. She also bent forward, touching her forehead against the other girl’s. “You have gone astray for too long. But to know that your light is not truly lost is the greatest gift you could ever give me.”

Erika Reinhardt

Erika struggled to keep her laughter in check as she watched the bunny attendants drag Riku away while the thieving Princess —if her origin story can be trusted— tried to convince her that she wasn't the suspect they were after. It was quite the enjoyable scene to witness, the perfect distraction from the worries brought about by Katie's overly cautious attitude.

"Oh? Taking me seriously all of a sudden? That's rare of you," Erika said as she followed her cousin as both of them went after the kidnapped Princess. "Almost as rare as the dragon saving the Princess, don't you think?" She joked.

When they arrived at their destination, Erika couldn't help but wonder where all those old, ugly bastards dotting the crowd came from. Perhaps Harley had a thing for them? At any rate, it seemed like Riku would indeed need a hand to solve her problems. "So, do you think we should just barge in there and take her, or... would it be better if we played along this place's rules? If you catch my drift," Erika said as she drew a stack of cash from coat's pocket and slid a bill down one of the bunny attendants' cleavage, to show her appreciation for a drink she had been served right as they came in.

PS: By the way. If anyone feels like it, just change and improve it to your own tastes. If you can post the result back here, it would be even better, so we can improve the guild's look and feel little by little.
Let me preface that, normally, I don't post in this kind of thread so, I may or may not reply in a timely manner to anything coming from this.

With that said, I took a look at this thread with some compiled suggestions for the future of the Guild (which will likely never get implemented if we are being realistic). Which reminded me that I was working on a stylesheet for guild the other day (the kind you can load on a browser extension like Stylish and change the site's CSS style). It kinda shows that, if someone wanted to, the Guild's design wouldn't be unsalvageable.

Bear in mind that this is in a very, very alpha stage and only really works on main posting threads. The guild's HTML is a mess with a lot of hardcoded values that really didn't need to be there, but simply changing the site to a more modern color palette like Nord and removing some of abundant the sharp angles, can make it so much easier on the eyes.

If anyone else wants to take a look at how it's the CSS is down bellow, just load it on your favorite stylesheet editing extension and navigate to an RP thread, and yo should see how even a few simple changes can make the site more user friendly in terms of looks (and customizable to the user's taste at that).

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line-height: 1.5;
border-radius: 10px;
padding-bottom: 20px;
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We can also just assume Eins is just lonely and wants people to visit her longer.


Eins: "That's totally not true. I'm neither a loner nor traumatized in any way shape or form."
This was the worst, simply the worst. After waiting for a week for some of the students to come to visit her at the library, Eins was utterly disappointed that no one of the newbies came even to ask about her offer —or visit her at all.

Now, on top of that, she was rudely shaken awake by the sound of chaos coming from the cafeteria. As one of the primary supporting magical girls around, she rarely went on night missions and patrols, so Eins could still enjoy a proper sleep schedule However, tonight she was quite literally thrown out of her bed by the impacts of Tesni's strikes, only to find that the school —or at least the dining hall— had turned into Hell on Earth.

In times of crisis, the first response was crucial, and it seems like Eins had already failed on that. She couldn't shake the guilt from that, but at least she could try and do her best to hold the fort while most of the other teachers were out.

Catching the identity of the assailant, and her mode of attack wasn't a hard task. All Eins had to do was run into one of the magical girls who were fleeing the cafeteria in pain. A cursory look at her grimoire —as well as the girl's report— was enough for Eins to understand the situation.

"This is terrible, horrific. How can someone do such a thing to anyone else?" Altering, tuning, revising... The words might vary but ultimately were all the same. Changing a Grimoire was a delicate process, these weren't just pages on a book, they were pretty much an expression of the souls of the magical girls they were bonded with. Forcing such a change on them was... cruel. She saw what could happen to someone with a corrupted grimoire before, she wasn't gonna let that happen to anyone again, even if Eins had to risk her life for it.

"At least, I came here on time. Hold on a little, I'll help you right away." Eins wasn't happy with the idea of applying her tuning in such a harsh way, but if she didn't do anything to patch the damaged girls up, they could very well be beyond help by the time she got to them. With certain reluctance, she pulled a pen from her coat and scribbled something on the girl's rapidly-corrupting grimoire, stopping the spread for the time being. However, that also forced the victims she helped out of their magical girl state. It was only a stopgap —and one Eins hated— but it was necessary all the same. If she could avoid the spread of the corruption, she was certain that she could save them later.

"But first, we must stop this," Eins said as she left many of her nutcracker soldiers taking care of the girls she helped so far and rushed to the ground zero of this invasion — Merrywell's dining hall.

"I don't know who you are, or why you are doing this. But you have to stop it now! What you are doing isn't right. If you insist on it, I'll not hold anything back!" Eins demanded of Roma as she barreled into the half-demolished cafeteria. True to her words, she was holding what looked like a feathery, almost Valkyrian-looking —albeit still Christmas-themed— lance in a hand and the other was pointing right at Roma's feet, atop Tesni's staff. With a command from their creator, her nutcracker soldiers shot a volley of warning shots at the invader, hoping to stop her right in her tracks.

Erika Reinhardt

"The good son always comes back home. Isn't it like that?" Erika answered Katie's question in a roundabout way before taking another sip of her milkshake. "You should listen to your new girl friend. That stuff you were having earlier is bad for you," she added while checking Riku up. Even though Erika had to agree with Katie, that just taking one of the casino's outfits was literally asking for trouble, she couldn't help but think that Riku looked good in it.

"Do I need a reason to come visit my cousin? Especially after you just disappeared out of nowhere one day? Actually, I wasn't even the only one. But it seems that Dumb Tiger lost her way somewhere in the Tower," Erika said casually after being interrogated about her motives. "That said, I couldn't exactly anticipate that things would turn out like this. Who would've thought you were on an outing with 'that' kind of people?" She said, not even bothering to mention whose of Katie's companions she was referring to, lest they attract even more unwelcome company.

"I wouldn't worry about that if I were you. It's just like Miss Grumpy here said. This place is all about luck, you'll eventually find your friends once again." Erika followed up on Katie's explanation before drawing a deck of cards from her coat and fanning them before Riku's eyes. "Believe in the heart of the cards and all that. And, if you don't find them, I guess I wouldn't bother adopting a cute bunny like you~"

※ ※ ※

"Well well, this place is full of tricks, isn't it?" Farris said when she noticed that the Marianne she was holding was not a creation of the Tower anymore, but rather the genuine, lecherous article. "And here I thought it was the other way around. At least that's what Rama likes to brag to everyone and their mother, literally," she replied to Marianne's quip about Rama.

"What the!? Grrr!" Farris' voice came out as a literal growl as she noticed the form that had been foisted upon her not only placing her into such an unbecoming outfit but also revealing the baser attributes she inherited from her mother. "I should have expected you to be fine with this kind of humiliation, but what do you mean by work? You know what kind of thing that means over here, don't you?" the wolf said even as she was dragged by the collar towards Thomas and the rest.

@BrokenPromise

I'm sorry, I can't accept a character based on Fionn that doesn't have to suck their thumb to use her wisdom powers.


At any rate, she seems ok. You know what you have to do.
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