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A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Update anyone?

@13org, @The Irish Tree, @Restalaan, @AzureKnight

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

No worries @PaulHaynek!

Also posted at long last!

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

@Silver Carrot, @13org, @AzureKnight, @PaulHaynek

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Titanica continued to hold the poor drug-dealer in the air as she's forced to listen to his initial ramblings about his product. She has absolutely no need for these 'demon energy-free' drugs, granted they weren't exactly made for monster-kind in the first place. She let the others do the talking for her, answering on who they are and how they found him... up until a certain point that is. The dealer then began to talk about the reward that they were supposed to collect.

"Now for reward... Unfortunately, I use all my goods to make barricade. Nothing to give you."

Titanica's iron grip began to fasten considerably as a low angry grumble emits from the depths of her throat. Her eyes fastened on him like a predatory hawk to a rabbit, with her spines beginning to spark here and there.

"So you're admitting that this is all a waste of our time?" she asks ominously, her mouth already beginning to slowly open up and preparing to launch her breath at this cock-swaggling con-job.

It was then when the drug dealer said this.

However, I can have someone else pay you."

The titan's eyes began to slit as she looks at him closely with portentous intent.

"Then you better get talking." Titanica warned with a snarl, "We're already getting impatient."

He began to talk about a group known as Ravager's Rest, a group mostly comprised by runaway Varjians who happen to raid nearby towns and roads, with the Shrine Of Eros being one of them. He claims that if they hear to his plan on how to stop this vile group, the Shrine will surely reward them dearly for their work.

"What do you guys say?"

Titanica continues to study the dealer carefully, judging whether or not they should trust him or not. She has heard vague outlines of what the Shrine of Eos is and does, but hasn't made the trip there to see it for herself. However, it seems as from the bits she heard, it does match up with what the victim said. With a grunt, the titan drops the drug dealer to the ground and stands above him.

"If you're lying," she warns him carefully, "I will not hesitate to flay you alive. Now, where to the Shrine of Eos?"

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@PaulHaynek

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With haste in their stride, Morgan began to follow the boy through the village. As they enter the market place, the boy was the first to ask who she is.

"Hey uhh... may I know who you are? You know, to make things easier."

"Of course!" the mothra girl replied willingly, "You can call me Morgan."

The boy paused briefly before replying.

"My name is Neil, by the way. I'm-- Me and my friends are from the guild just south of here. Have you heard of us? Well, we haven't been active long so probably not."

"A guild?" Morgan asked curiously. She has heard of many guilds throughout her time in this country. Some were purely human based, others solely monsters, and some being a little bit in between. And there's such a variety of them too. There were guilds where you could practice the art of medicine, or the art of professional cooking, painting, archery, toy-making, shoe-shining and many more throughout the land. They can be found in nearly any major town and in some villages. Morgan hasn't joined a guild yet, and really seems to have no intentions of being in one either, but perhaps if there's one that fancies her interest, she might give it a shot. "I have heard of many guilds. Chances are I may or may not have heard yours. You must be more specific."

Quickly she switched subjects towards the matter at hand.

"But I digress, what happened to your friend?" Morgan asks concerningly.

"It's-- It's a long story about my friend. We had this, uh, fight last night. There's a bunch of hitmen who attacked our place looking for Bart, our guild leader. I... don't know much of the details but we were aided by this dragon-like woman who was a big help although she did blow the entrance open with her breath. She's working for us for now to help pay for the damages."

The moth's antennae suddenly stood straight at the description of this person.

"Oh?" she wonders as her head dangled briefly to her left, "Dragon-like you say? Interesting..."

Morgan began to ponder on who this monster lady might be. She has encountered many dragon ladies in the past, some of them being friendly, while others not so much. However, Neil mentioned that the person was "dragon-like", not necessarily being an actual dragon, and that she had the power to breathe a beam blast from, presumably, her mouth. There were only a handful of individuals and species that she currently knows can do such a feat, as the rest have been long gone for eons.

"And... mind if I get her name?" the moth creature asked rather eagerly.

"I-I think her name's Titanica."

Morgan's eyes grew as she stopped dead in her tracks. Was that who she has been sensing through all this time? Has a member of the long-gone Gojira tribe survived 'The Great Dying'? And it wasn't just any member of the tribe either. How has her long-time friend survived for all these thousands of years? It shouldn't be possible! Unless she somehow went into hiding and only emerged recently?

"She's a tad... scary, so I haven't really talked to her. Err, at all actually."

But one thing is for certain. Morgan must find her as soon as she can! Shaking out of her trance-like state, she looks at Neil with a bright glimmer in her eyes.

"After I heal your friend," she finally says to the boy, "Can you take me to her, please? Or at the very least tell me where she is so I can go there myself...?"

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

@PaulHaynek Dragonia definitely fits in with Titanica (even though not a dragon, she's semi-scaly and many otherwise call her a dragon). Even Morgan could be in it.

Or maybe add Ghidorah in it because she's a literal dragon Idk

And I also have other more original ideas for any dragon designs as well.

The Three Realms War [Act II] [DMC/Bayonetta/Darksiders Crossover]

@Zarkun, @Lugubrious

When a Nephilim, a Half-Demon, and a human mortal walk into a forest, not many expect for them to get along in the slightest. In fact, many would believe that they'd always be locking eyes with one another and pointing their weapons towards one another in a tense Mexican standoff. Any sudden movement from either character would invite themselves for a chance to be brutally eviscerated followed by a death match between the two survivors. Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately for some, this wouldn't be the case. The Alliance between the Three Factions has succeeded in binding them together to achieve a certain cause, but of course that didn't mean everyone liked it. After all, one

For Gideon, having come out of solo espionage duty, he hasn't quite gotten used in working as a team, let alone working with the enemy. Alas he was assigned to this mission somewhat against his will and thus is forced to work with them for the sake of the mission. And their mission? To come say hello to the Broodmother and exterminate an enemy horde so that they can allow her to find a new home for her brood. It's rather ironic for the exterminators to make room for yet another species of pest, although they'll need her and her maggots for the missions to come. She definitely has potential to become a powerful ally that can rapidly give birth to a swarm of minions to overwhelm the enemy forces. In fact, this could be potentially enjoyable, if only he didn't have to work with the others.

Upon the Broodmother's departure back into the slimy dank depths of her cave, the half-demon sighs as he lightly probs a brood member with his boot.

"Do your thing." he orders bluntly as he watches it crawl towards a certain direction, along with the other two perhaps.

All they had to do now was follow them.

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@kapuchu

The two brothers had been separated upon choosing their missions to partake. Usually the two would work together, however this time things were a little different. While Ferrus chose to go for guard duty, Mallus opted to work in reconnaissance towards the nearby archipelago. Even this decision seemed rather off, as many would believe that they'd work better if they'd switched jobs. However, it's too late to turn back now at this point. Besides, the Inquisitor Of Ice wouldn't mind to take a tour of the new world and preferably without the constant attention with his brother for once. It would be rather refreshing rather than simply sitting in a comfy chair drinking his tea as he reads simple a novel or tome.

Of course, other than the other Angel warriors who accompanied him, he wasn't the only major figure to lead his forces. Accompanying him is a young woman, one that many would consider to be just a regular mortal. In fact, if it wasn't due to his expertise at his job, Mallus could've easily have been fooled into thinking Cassandra was simply an average human. However, as an inquisitor for Heaven, he has been trained to identify the auras of every person he comes by. And if anyone's aura happened to match the same color and pattern as a demon's, wholesome of not, it was his duty to slay them. For in his eyes, they are nothing more than heretics that must be slain. Yet this alliance has forced him to set aside this cold, unfeeling, mentality and momentarily accept their existence as allies. Thankfully, his partner's appearance was bearable to look upon and not some ugly deformed monster that would utterly repulse him.

As they began unloading off the beachfront of a tropical island, the rest of the Angelic forces began to survey the island with great haste. It's not often that Mallus has time to observe such environments and it's indeed refreshing to take in the gleaming sun and the ocean breeze sweeping across his face. The whole place was rather bizarre, with great pillars jetting into the sky like massive skyscrapers and above them floating islands that cast a shadowy presence across the lands. Before long, the angels returned with their report regarding what they found.

"It appears these islands are deserted, as well as connected far above, but a curious barrier prevents our number from going too high up. We have spotted a cave at the foot of one of the pillars, it appears that will be our main way forward."

The Inquisitor nods as he looks up at the sky.

"How intriguing." Mallus answers while still looking up at the sky, "These virgin islands are definitely hiding something of great value. I wouldn't see any other point for such a barrier otherwise."

He then turns towards the reporter.

"Very well." the inquisitor acknowledges, "Assemble two squadrons to come with me. The rest of you remain here to unload and set up base camp. We'll be here for awhile."

Mallus swiftly turns and points to Cassandra.

"You." he orders sternly, "Demon. You're coming along as well. You will stay by my side until the mission is over. Do not leave my sight under any circumstance without my permission."

She may be allies with him, but Mallus is always cautious when dealing with demons. For if there's one thing that he always kept to heart, is that you may never know what they might be plotting to do next...

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@Sho Minazuki

"I had never thought a venerable angelic general would choose to be overseeing my actions today... Although being an angel, I suppose that should not be a surprise. Judgement and forgiveness and all that I suppose?"

"Well... basically yeah. It's kinda my job, you know." Ferrus responds dryly as he keeps a careful eye on the prisoner of the day.

Out of all the missions that he could've took, such as slaying a horde of monsters or going on a trip to a beautiful beach, Ferrus just had to pick escorting Servin while he's on parole. To be fair, he was the last person to make his decision and by the time everyone selected their mission of choice, he noticed one of the choices being completely barren. With everyone seemingly avoiding that very job, he simply couldn't help but to put that as his selection. A few people even gave him their "Good lucks" as they left the plaza. Then again, Ferrus wasn't involved in any battles that Servin was in at all, so how could he possibly know what he can do. And sure the so called "Vega" part of him had left Servin's body prior to this very moment, but the others, still seemed rather on edge with him. Actually Mallus seems to be more suited with this type of work, but even he seemed to stay clear and chose to pick a mission of exploration instead. It wouldn't have hurt to have him be with him here. Either way, with most of his power being sapped away, it seems logical that he'd at least behave knowing he's much weaker than before.

Besides... what can possibly go wrong anyways?

Servin then continues speaking.

"Well, in any case," Servin continues, "All I shall be doing is reconnaissance. It's been confirmed that the island has undergone changes in the last month, and no one of the DHO are fit to carry out this duty, except for me... Especially with this gift that my invader had left me with."

He then reveals the Devil Arms Kerberos and Hydra briefly appearing and phasing out from his body.

"Right." the inquisitor notes as he observes them wailing spastically for short seconds at a time, "I suppose if you want others to be more relaxed with you, you could try to like... oh I don't know, ripping them out or something? Just a suggestion really."

"Tried as they might, they could not separate them from my body, so I'm stuck with them. In fact this also might be a good chance for me to try them out myself, my guest had shown me how to use them second hand, so I have some idea... Still, it isn't part of my objective, so maybe I'll save it as a bonus."

"That makes sense." Ferrus acknowledges as he finally gets a more clearer picture of the circumstances at hand. Servin is seen as a potential threat and thus is kept as a prisoner. However, he wants to help and is cooperative enough that the rest allow him to do his work, all while someone babysits him in case he decides to become a threat again.

Again, Servin opens his mouth to suggest something.

"I know you're meant to only be watching, but I think if we simply work together instead, we can get a lot more done. The demons ahead seem to be heavy in number, having someone help clean them out can let me go further in and find out more about the situation."

"Hmmm..." Ferrus paused as he began to ponder the idea to himself. It would just be boring to simply do nothing other than to just watch him scout out the enemy. In fact, it could also be pretty helpful to the entire alliance if they can get a better picture of the situation. Yet he was given direct orders to only watch Servin and that alone. And what if he really was planning something awful like Mallus believed? Can he be trusted?

"Well I'll leave that up to your discretion, I'll just get to work now." Servin interrupts as he begins walking into the forest.

With that said, the Inquisitor has simply no choice but to follow Servin. Ferrus remains indecisive at the moment, but only time will tell to see what he truly believes. Will he give Servin his trust that he'll help him? Or will he keep an iron fist according to his orders?

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

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Titanica (Kaiju - Gojira)

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Bestial Form

Appearance:
Titanica is a massive figure, standing at an height of 7'4" (2.23 meters), and sports an incredibly fit and curvy physique. Her skin is well tanned, with dark-grey hair, sharp-teeth, and gleaming yellow eyes. She also sports a long dark-grey reptilian tail, lined with three rows of jagged spikes, and a ripped, skimpish-looking, attire that shows scaly details, which reflects her bestial form. When charging or using her atomic energy, her fins and gill-slits glow a bright blue color, which is also reflected in the beam she fires. Titanica also wears thick heals, however it doesn't seem to hinder her movement in anyway.

Titanica's bestial form allows her to grow up to a limited height of 15 feet (although she claims she can grow past 100 meters if she 'wants to').

Name:
Titanica | "Gojiren" | "Godzilla"

Race:
Kaiju - ["Kaiju, ('Strange Beast'), is a broad term that represents a category of ancient monsters that can, or have the potential to, transform into massive bestial versions of themselves. These sizes vary depending on the classified kaiju, with some having reported to reach up to the size of mountains. Most of them have, or had, affiliations with the Demon Realm, with many sporting destructive tendencies and total disregard towards the human race. Some have even been rumored to have come from space, hailing from another planet. However, some have spawned naturally on Earth as a natural, benevolent construct and sought to protect the realm from hostile kaiju threats. While the natural 'mega-fauna' have decreased dramatically over the span of millions of years, most experts speculate that these figures still reside beneath the ground or in the deepest trenches of the oceans just waiting to awaken. And some, they say, might be walking amongst us in their human forms, locking their powers away until they are needed."]

Gojira Clan - ["The Gojira Clan, (sometimes translated as 'The Godzilla Clan'), is comprised of an ancient prehistoric species of kaiju that take the form of a large amphibious reptilian monster, sporting three rows of spikes down their back. These spikes are unique to every individual creature, with some having rounded tips that sport like a maple-leaf, to sharp random-jagged spines. The smallest individuals can grow up to twice the size of a man, while the largest can grow up to over 100+ meters tall. Yet ancient recorded tablets tell of an even larger individual being over 300+ meters, although this is yet to be proven. Each individual is capable of absorbing large amounts of radiation/mana, both natural and artificial, as a means of energy to power their massive bestial forms and allow them to fire their own signature atomic breath through their mouths. They are known to make their homes either deep within the oceans or found on isolated islands far from civilization."]

Magic/Abilities/Equipment:

• Superhuman Strength/Durability: Titanica's strength is utterly immense, easily allowing her to lift and crush large boulders with ease, as well as sending opponents flying with her muscular tail. She's also quite durable, allowing her to survive great falls or hits that could kill most humans. This strength is amplified significantly in her bestial form, allowing her the strength to tear through thick walls with her tail.
• Amphibious Nature: Titanica is an incredibly adapted swimmer, using her massive tail as a powerful rudder. Her gills also allow her to virtually stay underwater indefinitely.
• Radiation (Mana) Absorption/Invulnerability: Titanica can absorb large amounts of radioactive energy, or mana, that can refuel her energy supply and power her atomic breath. This can also be helpful when healing, using the radiation to enhance her body's regenerative abilities, allowing her to heal slightly faster then an average human.
• Atomic Breath: Titanica's signature ability is firing a blue breath of atomic energy, which burns opponents upon contact, and can set wooden structures aflame. Her breath is unable to produce radioactivity, so she won't irradiate an entire village with each blast. However, it isn't infinite, as it takes a huge chunk of mana every time she fires. Once she deplete's her reserves, she'll have to wait several hours before she has enough energy to fire again.
• Nuclear Pulse: Titanica can unleash a wave blast of energy from her spines to throw opponents off her and cause minor burn damage to them.

Personality:
Titanica is a rather introverted individual, often producing a solemn persona wherever she goes. She rarely ever smiles, let alone talks, and she'd prefer to have her actions speak on her behalf. In fact, she'd rather be left in solitude rather then to talk to others. At rest, she usually produces a silent yet content outlook, wandering aimlessly over the horizon as if thinking about the world as a whole. She registers most of humanity as tiny and insignificant, not caring about their general well-being but at the same time does not consider them worth destroying. She even occasionally wonders about their culture, yet often never to the point where she really cares. Her main concern is with the realm as a whole, treating it as a sort of territory. She treats it as her home and will do anything to protect it, as well as to keep her bloodline alive for as long as she can.

In battle, Titanica often analyzes her situation and can easily adapt to when certain situations change her current outlook. That said, underneath her calm expression, Titanica can release an animal-like ferocity when under utter-stress. Her wrath is swift, yet destructive, in her endeavor to destroy anyone who dares threaten her or anything she has a fondness over. Only once the threat is eliminated, does she return to peace and continues about her day like nothing happened.

Background:
Titanica belongs to an ancient extinct species of kaiju belonging to the Gojira Clan. Millions of years ago, the clan was much more numerous in numbers, with a population of roughly fifty different individuals. They were a relatively protective force, one which acted to restore the balance to nature whenever that balance is disrupted on their lands. When other kaiju threatened to destroy their world, they banded together to eliminate them and keep peace to the world. It's been said that they even saved the Earth multiple times from conquering alien forces through their sheer power alone. They were a respected race and arguably one of the most powerful clans of its era, for nearly nobody could've matched them.

But one day there came a threat that the Clan could not beat. Known infamously as "The Great Dying" a highly contagious virus began to spread through nearly every form of kaiju species, wiping out nearly 90% of all related species. The Gojira Clan was not spared by this disease either and with no cure that could cure them, they too began to slowly succumb to the sickness. Eventually everyone in the clan died and they became an extinct species.

All but one.

Titanica was born several years before "The Great Dying" and was the youngest of her kind, at 23 years old, before the sickness wiped out her entire clan. Prior to impact, she enjoyed a peaceful life living with her parents and she was capable of learning at an incredibly fast rate. She even made friends with other kaiju species, like with the Angirasu and the Radon Clans, and enjoyed her way of life. However, when the sickness arose she feared for her safety. With her family and friends dying out one by one, she believed she was going to die like the rest of them... a long agonizing death.

However, in her case, the disease never got to her. Somehow, Titanica had something within her that made her immune to the disease. She couldn't quite tell what it was, actually no one really knows to this day. Somehow she harnessed an immunity to the disease, but at the cost of seeing everyone around her die right before her very eyes. Distraught and depressed by this experience, she jumped into the ocean as she descended deeper and deeper to the bottom, entering a deep comatose-esque slumber. She wanted to sleep forever to forget this horrifying experience.

But her slumber was interrupted by a nearby demonic invasion of a coastal town. She rose to investigate the matter and through pure instinct she eliminated all the demons while being completely naked. The nearby knights from the Order who attempted to deal with them, were instead greeted to the lustrous curves of this new monster. Titanica prepared to fight these new creatures she'd never seen before, but instead of fighting back they just stood there, almost as if they didn't want to fight her at all. In fact, they seemed to expect something else from her, but much to their dismay Titanica decided to head back into the ocean. Clearly she isn't the whole fan of sexing her enemies to death.

Currently, Titanica has been appearing more often, and has been seen going on long trips inland into the country. However, she has soon made Boreal Port her main home, where they are friendly to monsters like her and allow her to have a room (although she still prefers the ocean). Yet, unknowingly to her, Titanica is about to encounter a certain guild that may change her life forever...

Misc:
My favorite Monster Girl would have to be a dragon or Hobogoblin.

Morgan - (Kaiju - Mothra)

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Bestial Form

Appearance:
Standing at a mere 5'1" (1.54 Meters), Morgan can be easily confused as a young girl, yet she is anything but. Her skin radiates a warm caucasian color, not too tan and not too pale, has crystal-blue eyes, and light pink hair with two strands sporting as her antennae. She wears a specialized ceremonial dress, with the upper two-pieces being comprised of orange and white wooly silk, while the lower portion is mostly black with two orange circles on it's side. Morgan also wears black tights and warm brown boots. Most notably she has two large wings on her back, which can disappear and reform upon the user's will, mostly sporting the same colors shown on her dress.

Larvae would often wear a specialized brown fleece jacket hoodie and shoes, with a dark brown clasp covering their mouthes.

Name:
Morgan | "Mosura" | "Mothra"

Race:
Kaiju - ["Kaiju, ('Strange Beast'), is a broad term that represents a category of ancient monsters that can, or have the potential to, transform into massive bestial versions of themselves. These sizes vary depending on the classified kaiju, with some having reported to reach up to the size of mountains. Most of them have, or had, affiliations with the Demon Realm, with many sporting destructive tendencies and total disregard towards the human race. Some have even been rumored to have come from space, hailing from another planet. However, some have spawned naturally on Earth as a natural, benevolent construct and sought to protect the realm from hostile kaiju threats. While the natural 'mega-fauna' have decreased dramatically over the span of millions of years, most experts speculate that these figures still reside beneath the ground or in the deepest trenches of the oceans just waiting to awaken. And some, they say, might be walking amongst us in their human forms, locking their powers away until they are needed."]

Mosura Clan - ["The Mosura Clan, (sometimes translated as 'The Mothra Clan'), has claimed to be the original ancestors of the modern mothman race. Like other kaiju races, they are comprised of an ancient prehistoric species of kaiju that can transform into a giant moth-like creatures. Their life cycle is unique amongst the kaiju species, each being hatched from an egg into a wingless "larva" form. It's not unknown to occasionally spawn twins from one egg. They have the ability to spray a special type of highly-durable silk, one strong enough to hold buildings together like super glue, and can telepathically communicate with their parents. While useful these abilities are, the larvae are otherwise defenseless against stronger monsters. However, by the time they turn exactly 5 years old, they form a cocoon using their own silk and remain inside for roughly a month. When they hatch, they reveal their "imago" form and continue to grow until the age of 18, when they are sexually mature. While they're on the smaller scale compared to the other kaiju species, usually ranging around five feet tall in fully adult human forms, their wingspan in monster form can reach between 75 - 250 meters from wingtip to wingtip. Each individual's wings are each comprised of a unique pattern, one that isn't shared with any other. This allows the clan to recognize which Mosura is which. Most of their race has been recorded to live off a remote island far away from the mainland named 'Infant Island'."]

Magic/Abilities/Equipment:

• Healing Magic: Morgan can heal allies with her magic, being able to quickly patch up most scratches and can ease the pain of more serious burns or even broken bones.
• Flight: Using the wings on her back, Morgan has the ability to fly for long distances. Many hear a strange "humming" noise emit from her during flight.
• Gale-Force Winds: Morgan flaps her wings rapidly to produce a gale of wind that can stun or throw opponents off balance. Prolonged flapping at that calibur can sap her energy rather quickly, making her tried.
• Antenna Beams: Morgan can fire twin rainbow-colored energy beams from her antennae, which saps her energy the more she uses it.
• Arc Lightning: Morgan's wings can also conduct electricity and exert it from her wings as lightning or when she touches an opponent. This lightning is usually not too lethal, often being strong enough to incapacitate most foes or be as weak as static electricity found on wooly clothes.
• Poison Scale Cloud: Morgan can release a cloud of a poisonous yellowish powder-like substance from her wings, allowing her to slowly asphyxiate and/or weaken opponents. It also renders most energy attacks nearly useless, often backfiring into themselves. However, the more she releases these scales at one time, she'd eventually loose the ability to fly and will have to wait an extended period of time before her scales regenerate.
• Scale Shield: Morgan can concentrate her scales to form of shield in which it can block most physical and energy based weaponry. These scales often retreat back into her body after being used, unless the shield is broken by the opponent. If used too much, it can weaken Morgan and loose the ability to fly for an extended period of time.

Personality:
Morgan is often described as a cheerful and friendly person to be around. She is very outgoing and social, always open for a nice chat, and is shown to be very playful and curious about her surroundings. She often attempts to make friends to anyone she meets, even those who are often described as introverts. For many, she may look and act like a child, even being annoying at times, but her beliefs hold more than simple benevolence. She believes in the theory that all humans and monsters can live together in harmony, without bigotry, hatred, and selfishness. In addition, she is very kind and generous to those who need her help. Yet at the same time she treats her race with gentle care, for she recognizes that she is one of the last of her kind and that she must search for a mate in order to produce the next generation.

In battle, Morgan often attempts to overwhelm her opponent with fast strikes or overwhelming power regarding her wings and/or scales. She is normally calm and level-headed during the battle but is always quick to protect her allies if they are in great danger. In fact, despite her being one of the last of her kind, she is quite willing to sacrifice herself for her friends if they really mean a lot to her or if it'll help save the world from destruction.

Background:
Morgan belongs an ancient clan of critically endangered species of kaiju known as the Mosura Clan. Her clan is a strictly benevolent force, acting as a counter to the dangerous kaiju that came from the demon realms. In fact, her clan is one of the few monster species that has no close ties to the demons themselves. Yet they keep great relations with most of their allied kaiju, those which defend the world from invasive and destructive monsters, and often band together to face a common enemy. At times of peace, the clan often engages in ceremonial rituals and often holds special "mating sessions" once a year to make way for the next generation. In addition, they've been rumored to have two tiny fairies, or more appropriately as "priestesses", that act as their voice for humankind and at times word of advice. They are known as the Shobijin. Morgan often played and hung out with her friends from allying clans for the most part and was ultimately happy. For millions of years, the Clan had lived in relative harmony with nature and the other kaiju species.

However, once the "Great Dying" hit, a terrible disease that wiped out 90% of all kaiju species, it changed everything for them. While the Mosura Clan isn't known for their brute strength, like those the Gojira or Angirasu Clans, they are known for their intensive magic and resistance to most diseases. This allowed for most of the clan to survive, only to watch as their allies succumb to the sickness. Morgan lost many of her friends to the rancorous sickness and grieved all the losses she had to deal with. She and her kind were able to help some of their kind after finding a "cure" to the disease, but by that time it was simply too late. The damage had already been done.

However, Morgan's Clan eventually faced something far worse for her species, one that would spell near certain doom for them. New and aggressive kaiju clans began to replace the niches that the previous once took control of and most did not like or had very little care for the Mosura and they began to brutally harass them and often began great purges to eliminate their competition. With their strength-oriented clans that acted as their allies and shield now most extinct, Morgan and her kind had little choice but to go into hiding into the farthest regions to the Northeast or remain in the islands to the west. Slowly, they continued to dwindle, and eventually they were routed once again from hostiles to the point where it's been said that only a few individuals exist in the world. These individuals were forced to flee by themselves in different directions in an attempt to hide their existence, a suggestion by the now desperate Shobijin. Perhaps one day, they may all find one another, and alas make way for the refounding of their race.

Morgan herself escaped and head to the safety of Mahigan, near the Valoras Woods, where monsters like her could live normally peaceful lives. Yet despite the suffering she endured, the Mosura still continues to hope on the future and eventually reconnect with her lost race and maybe even find her friends. Yet when she heard news of a kaiju being was found hanging around near Boreal Port, one that matched the description of a friend she once knew from the Gojira Clan, Morgan sprung into action as she attempts to find her long lost friend. Little did she know, she'll find herself in the welcoming arms of a certain Monster Guild... where her journey continues.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Posted! Also making her first official introduction, Morgan officially joins the RP!

You can see her profile on the very bottom post on Pg. 49.

Totally gonna be her theme from now on

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

@Silver Carrot, @13org, @AzureKnight, @PaulHaynek

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As Bast distracted the mighty ronin, he had little time to react to the massive tail that was racing towards him. The tail struck true to it's mark, hitting the sword-wielding warrior straight in the chest and he was sent flying several feet away before falling limply onto the ground. Titanica snorts as she gets up from crouching, glaring menacingly at the fallen foe. Yet as the titan began to turn and leave the dying warrior, he managed to croak weakly:

"How... much... did he... pay you?".

The reptilian beast simply stares him down for a few seconds before eventually turning back towards the others. It looks like the others had already finished their fights as well and the little scampering merchant came out of the barricade to congratulate them on beating these foul men. This missions was all too easy for Titanica and she could've easily taken them all on if she were to be alone. Of course, having more on your trip does also mean that you can finish this job way faster. But still, she was rather disappointed at the battle she had.

So the group began to surround the merchant as he continues praising their work and skills on the battlefield and was most certainly grateful for their assistance. Still he seemed confused to who they actually were, all until he had the bright idea to say his own conclusion.

"Ah I know! You guys are harem with gentleman as the center. Oh, lucky you! I'd have harem too but wife will kill me."

The beast's eye twitches violently at such a lewd and childish response. With little to stop her, she seizes the man's scruff with her clawed hand and lifts him off the ground in a single swoop. She begins uttering an angry growl while scowling at him with her vengeful wrath in tow.

"Now is not the time for your little jokes, gremlin." Titanica mutters in a low, yet aggressive tone, "What do we get for saving your perverted petty ass?"

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@PaulHaynek

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A cool breeze sweeps through the peaceful village of Mahigan. It's one of the best places for displaced monsters of almost any species to spend their time in peace, not having to worry about the brutal forces outside, and to ultimately start their lives anew. It's a gorgeous place after all, known for it's vibrant meadows and calm atmosphere, all while being a short trip away from the nearby Valoras Woods. And if one continues to follow the path to the east, they'll eventually come across the Shrine of Eros. Mahigan itself also happens to be a major place where religious followers gather as the last major settlement in the northern hemisphere, where they gather up supplies and rations, and set off on their great annual pilgrimage towards the shrine. Yet other than this yearly event, little really goes on in this village as most of the citizens are often relaxing away or working in the nearby farms, providing food both to the village and it's neighboring towns. Most people ought to simply stay the rest of their lives here until they eventually grow old and die in what many call a sanctuary.

Yet for someone named Morgan, her time here in Mahigan is beginning to run short. Just yesterday her senses had picked up something far to the west, precisely towards Boreal Port. There she senses something, or rather someone, familiar. Someone she hasn't sensed for countless centuries. And if her hunch about who this figure is is correct, she must travel their immediately to meet up with it. But the longer she keeps herself planted here, like a caterpillar still in it's cocoon, the more restless she becomes and who knows when or if the figure is still there.

"H-hey uh, can you-- can you help me out here?"

Yet as Morgan continues to ponder in her thoughts alone, she suddenly hears someone ask for her assistance. She flutters her bright blue eyes rapidly before looking down to see a young boy shyly asking her for help.

"Oh?" she wonders intriguingly at him as she issues a friendly smile, "What seems to be the matter?"

The boy seemed a little hesitant to respond at first, but alas he continues.

"We've got... we've got an injured friend and we're not... we don't know this place. Do you-- Do you know any doctors or apothecaries or anyone like that around here?"

Luckily for him, he's standing in the presence of one now.

"Well lucky for you," she responds cheerfully, "You've just so happened to bump into one! I can heal your friend, just show me where he is and I'll get him patched up in no time."

Fire Emblem: A Blinding Light

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Chapter 1 - In Times of Need

@Crimson Raven, @PlatinumSkink

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After several long minutes, Servus and his newfound group finally approached Grado Keep. When they got there, he can see the enemy soldiers scurrying below them, their weapons high and their sights forward in completing the invasion. Some were marching towards other sections of the kingdom, while several squads can be seen snuffing out the last bits of resistance. Jehenna's strike was both quick and ruthless, taking Grado completely off guard and ill-prepared. They didn't stand much of a chance it seems. And it was both weird and rather shameful for the Jehennian born gone rogue to see his old faction attack his current residence. Do they even know that Servus still exists? Or perhaps that maybe he died?

Either way, Servus knew that for the sake of his passengers on board, he had to hide. Swooping down below the gates, the wyvern swiftly descended behind Grado's tall walls and behind a large fortification of shrubbery. It could almost represent a make-shift moat, one not of water and man-eating crocodiles, but rather of thick foliage that prevents enemy forces from scaling her walls easily and slowing them down. Once they landed, Servus cautiously had Ambolli approach the entrance as close as they can before letting off the two passengers off. If they get anymore closer than this, they can risk getting caught. He carefully peaks out of the wall to take note of the surrounding area.

"Good lord there's a lotta troops." he whispers to himself as he peaks from the corner.

From where he's standing, he can see three guards guarding the entrance closest to them, and a little farther off Servus notices two soldiers guarding what seem to be prisoners. Looks like they didn't kill everyone here after all. Yet still, amongst them, he can see other soldiers patrolling the area and no doubt more located on his blind side to the east. It'll be extremely tough for them to get in.

"Alright..." Servus says while lightly clasping his hands, "We need to make up some sorta plan to get past these blokes. Some of em are even holding prisoners hostage. It's gonna be hard getting past them just by our lonesomes. What say you guys?"