Lucius Cypher

Overlord: Momento Mori

Unfortunately, Mamoru has already laid claim to the new slime sweet heart. But I’ll gladly add you to the harem.

Overlord: Momento Mori

How uncouth! Mamoru is no molester, but a maiden of culture, one who has touched fluffy tail and knows salvation when she rubs it between her fingers. You’ll find no one better than her to settle down and live your life with.

Overlord: Momento Mori

Obviously the o y thing left for you to do is marry Mamoru so you can retain your honor as a maiden and we can connect our family together in a marriage alliance.

Overlord: Momento Mori

As Mamoru was attending to Rodias, she was trying her best to ignore Chuunitrixx. But in truth, her words stung Mamoru, and she had to fight the urge to turn from Rodias and attack her. This thought scared even Mamoru. After all it is not as if Mamoru is a stranger to insults directed towards her: when she still accompanied her Creator many insults were often directed towards her by those who hated him, often bashing her character and purity, thought as little more than her Creator’s fetishized idol. That’s when Mamoru began to realize why she felt this fury; because her Creator would always defend her against these accusations. She felt her anger fulfilled viciously though him, who would fight for her. Despite being his servant, Mamoru’s Creator fought for her. Without him, Mamoru must learn to fend for herself. How to do things for herself.

For now, the maiden’s duty was to tend to her master. She will take out the trash later. Rodias finished his speech, making Mamoru concerned that his humility will weaken his authority in the Chateau. Kindness is acceptable, weakness is not. But Mamoru will discuss this with him later. For now she has been tasked to find Gromgard’s goblins as well as investigate any natural resources around the Chateau. Two things she can do very well. She has a few basic skills for finding enemies and more skills for finding resources thanks to her time with her Creator. Plus this would give Mamoru a chance to be out of the Chateau, which is always a pleasure. As much as she liked the place, her best memories were when she was out in the field working alongside her Creator.

“As you command, Master Rodias. I shall not fail you.” Mamoru bowed to Rodias as he dismissed everyone and went his separate ways. Mamoru considered how to employ the skeleton butlers to find the goblins, but decided against it. She may have a few of them posted around the perimeter of the Chateau as sentries (the mountain cold will do nothing to harm skeletons) but she won’t have them searching around on their own. Cheap and functionally immortal as they may be, as Rodias said if any outsider finds the monstrous servants first, it will harm future relationships. Mamoru would personally seek out these goblins, as well as any notable mineral deposits as she searches. Perhaps she’ll send the skeletons to gather resources once she secured a safe passage.

Before everyone else would leave though, Mamoru took one deep breath as she took a step towards Ashara, and proceeded to fondle her many tails. “Luckyyyyyy. Master Rodias is letting you and Kath go on an adventure to the village! I wanna go see these new people toooooo.” Mamoru said in an almost monotone yet casual tone, far from how respectful and grandios she was with Rodias. It didn’t help that she was trying to make herself comfortable in the fluffy fox tails, and thus was feeling extra crass and slovenly. “I bet you’ll run into some trouble that will make you go ‘ah, these peasants are in danger, but my job is just to scout’, but then stuff will happen and pull be all ‘these bad guys are really annoying, I’ll just show them five percent of my powers’ and then boof, paaaaah, entire army destroyed! Then the peasants will be so happy but you’ll have to be all ‘it was nothing, now could you tell us a bit more about this place’ and other cool things.” Mamoru would try and nuzzle her face into Ashara’s tails as much as she possibly could. Who knows when this opportunity will come again.

“Hmmmm, you can do illusions can’t you? I’m sure we can figure something out...”

Keratia: Blade Maiden’s Exploits

Fo sho, you’ve played with me before and you ought to know I go truant about stuff like RP more often than I care to admit. Continue on whenever you wish, I’m down to clown so long as you don’t mind me when I’m being neglectful.

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

Over the course of a few days, many trips to the school's doctor, and actually being forced to stop training to properly rest, Mamoru's wounds would heal. She had a few scars for her trouble but nothing that she felt particularly concerned about. It was simply a reminder that she has gotten stronger than she was before. Mamoru didn't spend her time idle even if she couldn't train either; she made sure to make regular visits to the hospital to see Reina and Takeshi, as well as gathering up information about any villains and criminals she could legally get her hands on. A lot of the information she ended up getting came from hero magazines about various villains taken down already, but she also grabbed a sizable database of info off the internet, though how reliable this data was, it remained to be seen. Regardless, it would allow Mamoru a chance to work her brain a bit more than her muscles, allowing her to figure out how to deal with various quirks both alone and alongside her fellow students.

Once in class, Mamoru knew something was up. It's been pretty boring all things considered and Mamoru was itching to get back into action again. So when Yoshida started the class with a warm greeting and a big hello, Mamoru just smiled. "Oh yeah. Something crazy is about to go down." And sure enough, something crazy was about to happen. Soon five students came into their class, the top students of Komei. Mamoru has only seen them in passing, usually via posters or rewards hanging in the halls. These were big shot students who have already legitimately done a fair amount of hero work, and would likely be one of the top contenders as great heroes once they graduate. And of course today they'll be training 1A. Mamoru was excited; as much as she liked sparing against her fellow students, this would finally be a chance to face off against others outside of her class. New rivals to test out her new abilities!

Mamoru left alongside the others to change into her hero gear. Not really anything new, though she made her gauntlets out of a thinner material than the previous kevlard weaver. Thanks to her new powers to manifest armored gauntlets, she needed something that would be more comfortable without sacrificing too much on protection. Mamoru manifested her gauntlets for just a moment, and then her shield, taking a few practice swings to warm up. "Woo! It's been too long! These idle hands will be doing devil's work today!" Mamoru said eagerly as she leaves the locker rooms. Along the way out she spotted Reina and was about to call out to her, but she could see that her friend was deep in thought. Truth be told, Mamoru wasn't sure how her relationship with Reina was. Ever since visiting her and Takeshi at the hospital, Mamoru felt like she was a third wheel in their budding relationship. On one hand she was glad that Reina was slowly coming out of her shell. But on the other hand, Mamoru wanted to spend more time with the girl. But did Reina want to do the same for Mamoru? The pinkette wasn't sure if she wanted to know the awnser. So instead Mamoru simply turned and continued on her way out, heading to Training Ground Alpha.

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Since that fateful day, Donny has been keeping to himself more so than he normally does. While occasionally seen doing what he does best in the kitchen, and generally present in class, Donny has started to isolate himself from the other students. Conversely, he has been seeing Miss Mako during his scheduled appointments, but makes no real efforts to tell her about what had happened with him and Yukari against the villain who decimated the both of them. Donny had simply taken it upon himself to prepare himself in both body and spirit, two things he's not entirely certain how to do but he felt he needed to learn on his own. Training wasn't really something Donny did a lot of even after settling into Komei, but he knew that he couldn't allow himself to use his own pity as an excuse for long. That battle reminded Donny that for all of his fears about how much power he has, there are far more powerful people in the world than him. If he was afraid of what he could do, he'd never be able to stand up against villains who could do so much worse. And how could he call himself a hero if he couldn't fight them?

Most of the time Donny trained, he made sure to train where no one would see him. He was still self-conscious about his true form even if he's certain that it's an open secret at this point. Stranger still, he was working on the technique he used with Yukari, the Symbiote. Normally when Donny fights, he doesn't fight so much as he just tunnels underneath the enemy, trying to drop them into pits or drop things on them from the ceiling. Utilizing the Symbiote was Donny's way of figuring out how to actually use his powers in a direct fight that also isn't just him throwing punches and limbs at the target and hoping for the best. He already knows that conventional martial arts will neither help him, nor be useful against him. Hard to try and punch his face when he doesn't have one, or sweep his legs when he's a giant amorphous blob. Even so, he needed to learn how to fight if only to learn how to protect himself from people who can fight. He can still get hurt after all. Though whenever he does use his Symbiote form, he tends to use it with robots who are programmed with advance martial arts knowledge. How well this would translate to helping himself or others, Donny wasn't sure. But he would figure it out somehow.

When Yoshida greeted the class with an uncharacteristic smile and tone, Donny felt fearful. Did something happen that made Yoshida angry? The few times he's even heard a hint of emotion from Yoshida was whenever someone did something stupid, and Donny glanced around the room to see who screwed up this time. But as it turns out everyone was in for a real treat. Training with upperclassmen. Donny didn't know these people at all, and wasn't sure what they could do, but if they were as good as they said they were Donny was suitably nervous. But then he had to steel himself once more: this isn't the first time Donny has to face people who out do him in skill and confidence. He really needs to learn how to get over himself. Taking a deep breath and sneaking a few bites from a granola bar, Donny composed himself as the class was ordered to gear up and head over to training ground Alpha. Donny would be one of the last to leave and last to gear up, despite his hero gear being little more than his usual street cloths underneath a mask and a black cloak. But then again even his street clothes is nothing more than another costume to hide the hero within.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Pylia wasn’t too far, literally just standing next to the entrance after you left the building. It was quieter outside than in the Silver Stag itself, with only the sounds of the distant market place causing any notable ruckus. Now away from the group Pylia spoke up. “I felt the need to bring you out here to speak privately because I just wanted to remind you, this whole business with the dragon, Elysium, and all those things may not have anything to do with why you’re here or how to get you back home. It was something I thought about after we left the Sewers, after we had helped Shortfang’s tribe. I know you’re a good person, Sylvia. Far too good for a place like Gransys. I just wanted to remind you that... That you shouldn’t push yourself to try and fight everyone’s battles.”

Clasping her holy symbol Pylia seemed solemn. “Listening to Shortfang’s stories about Pun-Pun, I’ll admit I doubt they’re true. Likely just some folktale told by the kobolds to explain what they think their history is. I know every bit of information will help, but I’m worried that you might get attached to one lead that will just be a dead end. We haven’t even visited the temples here yet to see if they have any information about the dragon or how it might have something to do with you. And what we’re doing for Ferric right now... I’m not against it, but again I just want to remind you that I want to help you find a way home as quickly as possible. I’d hate for something to happen to you because you’re too kind for others.”

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Now that Shortfang’s story was done, Pylia looked between you, Shortfang, and. Buddy. She spoke quietly before motioning towards the door. “We should y’all about this outside. Just you and me. There are... Well, just personal things I guess. Meet me outside if the Silver Stag.” Pylia stood up and left the room, leaving most of her ear behind sans a dagger on her belt. Buddy stepped aside from the door to allow her to leave as he continued to stand there in silence. Only the sound of Shortfang gently snoring and the crackle of the fireplace could be ears as the walls of the inn was thick enough to muffle the hustle and bustle outside.

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

I have no talents for investigation, but I've a decent perception modifier. Otherwise I think I'll have Orchid hold a javelin and keep an eye out for any danger first and foremost. He's not really good at this ranged stuff.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Shortfang shrugged. “Legend say C’tan orphan, adopted by elf. Ancient elves. They teach C’tan magic and immortality, which help C’tan become old and powerful. C’tan use to be hero wizard too, he help fight calamity dragon and use magic to stop the One Thousand Suns, but Shortfang dunno those stories.” The kobold returned to his bunk with the toasty and warm blankets to wrap himself in until he was a kobold burrito. Only his snout could be seen from underneath his sheets. “Oh! C’tan did have wife, but she leave when she turn evil. They say she still lives. They say she is Eos, Dawnbringer. When edge of world was made, no more sun, so she become sun and moon to give Keratia night and day. They say she know everything about C’tan, but no one know how to talk to her.”