Lucius Cypher

Memoria Fantasia (Lucius and Luna)

Sure, I’ll reintroduce Annabeth later then.

Memoria Fantasia (Lucius and Luna)

Up to you I suppose? I figured since it’s not like Colette is a new student, her roommate situation is already dealt with. We can always figure out that out later.

Memoria Fantasia (Lucius and Luna)

You take your time getting dressed and ready for your day. Though the Winter Break meant there weren't any regular school hours, there were still classes students could opt to take, such as your mid-morning class. It was a fairly normal textile class, focused around the ceremonial and cultural garbs of various peoples from both the fantasy and the real world. The class encouraged students to design, dress, and research about different cultures to make different outfits. There were only a few students in this class and you were the only vampire, but everyone seemed nice enough. The teacher was a rather old human woman who has been studying various cultures and history for most of her life, though she's still quite new to the fantasy creatures.

You still had about an hour to go before class would start however. No one else was in class but there were a few students milling about. Most of them were just hanging out, some were heading to their own classes, some just studying. Among the students you'd recognize one: another vampire, older than you and something of your senior. Lucilia Riovas: a fellow cosplayer though she mostly focuses in designing than dressing up. She took the class you were going to now, having passed it a few years ago. She seemed to be by herself sketching something in her notebook.

Overlord: Momento Mori

Mamoru wasn't sure how to feel at Gromgard's simple reply. Perhaps she has been thinking too much about her current situation? It is still fairly fresh on her mind. Or perhaps Gromgard is just a simpleton. But even if he was, that didn't mean Mamoru also wasn't over thinking things. Despite her strength, she sorely lacks experience, which was something she actually felt envious about now. Gromgard seems to have at least gone out of the chateau to battle enemies far and wide, and likely has learned much from his experience. Whereas Mamoru simply tailed behind her Creator, hearing only his thoughts and seeing his views. Now that she doesn't have him, she needs to see this world with her own eyes for once. It was certainly something to think about.

Soon the group would return to the Chateau with new information, prisoners, and ideas. Upon returning Mamoru made sure to inform a skeleton sentry to find Bone Daddy and send him to the ritual zone. He would be under strict orders to guard it, but also maintain subtly. She does not want any native people investigating the area for any reason. Afterwards she'd also contact her clone with a new job, though oddly enough the skeleton butlers couldn't find her. Mamoru was debating recalling her to absorb her memories, but refrained for now. The clone may be in the middle of something important, though she would send a skeleton butler to pass along the message. Eventually the two chapter lords would arrive to Rodias's personal chambers. Mamoru would knock, announce her presence, and once allowed in she would go through the formalities as needed before giving her report to Rodias.

"Lord Rodias, your humble servants have returned. The goblin painters are safe and sound, however we have confirmed that there are potential hostile forces within the nearby woods. We came across a small group of cultists who in their fervor attacked us without any chance of parley. We were easily able to defeat them and have brought three of them back for further questioning. I personally managed to extract some information from one prisoner before I allowed him to be secured by the goblin troopers. From him, I have learned that the cult follows a god by the name of Ditronius. The cultist himself comes from a town called Gronbell, which is to the southwest of the Chateau, approximately sixty miles away. This cult is fairly wide spread but at the same time low in influence, as we found no signs of a temple of place of worship, but we did find the location where they made their sacrifices. There were traces of some sort of profane magic, though I regret to say that my own knowledge of magical lore is lacking, so I have sent Bone Daddy to go to the area and study the magic circle to ascertain the magic and strength of the circle."

After giving that report, Mamoru also raised her head to hand Rodias a scroll of information that she had gathered during their short trip, as well as a rough approximate map of the area, though it only covered the parts that Mamoru herself was able to explore. "Aside from these cultist, I have also detected various natural mineral deposited, and the forest itself seems to be flourishing well with life. Most of the materials I have detected are of a fairly low quality by Yggdrasil standards, however I have also marked down various resources that resonate with an unfamiliar power. The mountain in which the Chateau sits upon is quite abundant with this mysterious resource, which I believe may be a material native only to this realm and not our own. Additionally I have found signs of beasts who do not seem like a common animal, though I was unable to find any physical evidence that would lead me to believe if they are creatures not familiar to Yggdrasil either. But it does at least show some evidence that there is more than common woodland creatures in the woods." Once Rodias receives the scroll Mamoru would lower her head once more and finish her report.

"Lastly, I would recommend that we should secure the forest around the mountain as to prevent any natives of the land from unexpectedly stumbling upon the chateau or any of our forces within it. Since we are no longer receiving supplies or resources from our usual sources, I highly recommend that we send out labor forces to begin escalation and harvesting of the local minerals in order to maintain a steady rate of production. Naturally such activity may alert nearby locals, and as such I shall defer to your decision. That is the end of my report."

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Meanwhile at a nondescript location in time, the Mamoru clone listened to Flan, worried that the sweet little slime couldn't possible force Chunnitrixx to back down peacefully. Even the realm Mamoru would need to use her skills carefully if she wanted to win, and this clone had no abilities beyond her buffed stats, which alone wouldn't be able to stop the other chapter lord's full onslaught. Still Mamoru respected Flan's decision and stood by, but still ready should Chunnitrixx choose to fight. Fortunately however, Chunnitrixx backed down, trying to reclaim some pride and leave without a fuss. Once she left, Mamoru simply let out a sigh. "Honestly... First she rebuffs Lord Rodias in front of the other chapter keepers, and now she pillages your kitchen and feels offended that you choose to defend it. It is little wonder that the creators were always in tense negotiations with one another." Even though she was a clone, Mamoru still knew the many battles her creator was involved in against even the other Sable Lords. Mamoru isn't surprised at Chunnitrixx's attitude considering even their creators couldn't get along, but she did hope that without any creators to guide them, none of the Chapter Lords had any real reason to cooperate with one another, or even allow each other to exist when they could simply conqueror each other and this new world.

Which now that the clone thought of it, may be something everyone has already thought about. Even Mamoru's own draconic instincts calls for her to set out from the Chateau and take what is hers by sword. She could command the infinite undead of the Chateau to flood the world with undead soldiers, but soon Mamoru shook these thoughts aside. Dreams of conquest were just that: Dreams. She needed to focus on the task at hand. "I'm sorry that had to happen Flan. Do you need any assistance in the kitchen? I am no proper chef, but I am equipped with skills that will bolster your crafting abilities."

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In another nondescript time and space, a black skeletal robot alongside with one hundred other skeletons were dancing nonstop to a snappy song, as his master had ordered him. Before he had left Butterfly's master, M177013, had left the game he had ordered Butterfly and as many other skeletal butlers nearby to dance in the Chateau's ballroom for no reason but his own amusement. Being his creation, an undead, and a robot as well, Butterfly did not question these orders at all. He in fact felt obligated to ensure that these skeletons did not disappoint his master by elevating their intelligence to allow them a greater sense of rhythm and coordination, acting less like MMD puppets and more like actual background dancers with their own life and existence, despite their undeath.

Additionally as he was only level 35, Butterfly also did not stop dancing even after Rodias had called for any chapter keeper or level 40 NPC to arrive to his hall. He figured that this was intentional, and that Butterfly must continue dancing for the entertainment of the others. He continued to do this until finally, a new skeletal butler arrived to inform Bone Daddy of his new mission. He was to go incognito to investigate and guard a profane site near the Chateau. Once more, Butterfly did not question these orders as he used a simple magic spell that transformed him from his black adamantine skelebot into a dark and hooded figure. Something that would easily camouflage themselves in a forest. With his new orders Bone Daddy would leave the Chateau and head towards the magic circle, taking note of the new location but otherwise having no real strong opinions about it. If no one told him about the Chateau's new location, than it probably wasn't that important to be concerned about.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

The party gathers their equipment together and heads out. It wasn't quite early morning anymore but still morning and people were once again going about their businesses. The place looked livelier as more decorations were put around the town. Wreaths, flowers, and other ornaments were decorating the plaza, with colorful papers being strewn about the streets as well. Things were peaceful enough as the group arrived to Ferric's shop. A large group of adventurer looking types left chatting as Ferric was sitting at his spot counting up a rather hefty sum of coin. Upon seeing you he smiles and waves. "Aye Sylvia and friends! Top of the morning to you! I gotta say, despite the rocky start business is booming. Why if this keeps up, I'm going to have to close up the shop a while to buy new products to sell! Speaking of products I know exactly what you're here for, just give me a moment."

Soon Mica and Ferric would arrive with your weapons. First was Buddy's axe. It looked cleaner, polished, and had an ethereal gleam to it. "I'd recognize a metal like this anywhere. Veridium, an alloy made of dwarven metals, but needs elven wood to fuel the coals. Now, I'm not going to bore you with the lore of it, but let's just say that some of the strongest metals in the world aren't made by just digging up any old rocks and blasting it with as much fire as you can put out. The source of the heat, whether it's from charcoal, a lava pit, or even dragon's fire, can vastly change the quality and type of metal you have. You got a relic here my friend."

Next was Pylia's war club. Aside from a new coat of laminate it didn't look very different from usual. But when Pylia picked it up, channeling her magic through it, you could see faint glowing runes on it's surface. Ferric wheeled out a beat up looking armored dummy. "Go ahead, give it a whack." Pylia did so, and when she did there was a burst of flames that appeared right where she struck the dummer, leaving not only a dent but also a burn mark. "Unlike most flame enchantments, Mica's elemental enchantments are subtle. While not as visually impressive as say, a flaming sword, this way you don't have to worry about burning down a library or being a beacon in the night." Pylia touched the head of her war club, surprised that she didn't feel any heat even as she lightly tapped it against her hand. "Trust me Pylia, my son knows how to spellcraft! You won't have to worry about your club inadvertently burning you or your things unless you want it to." She seemed satisfied with this and thanked Ferric. "I love it. I never imagined I'd ever have a weapon like this."

Finally there were your tonfas. Both pairs had new leather grips attached to them, and the scruffs and cuts from your previous battles were buffed out, leaving a shiny pair of ivory clubs. "I'll be honest with you Sylvia, I have no idea what these are made of. Bones of course, but what sort of beast has bones this big I don't know. I've never gotten into Scrimshaw but I can tell this isn't bonemold, so whoever made this must've found or even taken down quite a large monster. In any case, the next time you land a solid blow on your enemy, you'll definitely notice it doing a lot more damage."

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

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Ferric's Item Shop

In The End (Code Vein RP)

The path towards the flower, based off the map, was just a long walk down the hall. If there was nothing else the trio wanted to do the trip was painfully uneventful; there wasn't even any lost corpses to attack. Just rusted bits of metal and broken concrete. The most notable thing during their walk would be coming across old graffiti in black paint. Most of it looked like some old faded gang signs, with the only clearly legible piece of graffiti was the open that looked like a giant penis on wheels. Aside from that eventually the crew would arrive to a larger area, similar to the previous location where they fought the Lost.

This area didn't have any lost however, though still in a fairly bad shape. However there wasn't a thorn of judgement here piercing out of the ground allowing access to the upper levels. There was another set of stairs that went down, and from the old signs on the walls these staircases led to the actual part of the subway that would lead to the train tracks. There was another hall up ahead though where it would lead, the map didn't show as this currently location was at the very top of the makeshift map. There was another kiosk here that was locked shut, with various gouges into it's metal door to show that brute force hasn't been successful in opening it.

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Ambrosio won't have to wait long before they continue to move on. They walked in the opposite direction you came, with the larger boy planting a few objects on the ground. "Alright, let's go home. I don't wanna run into Salome." The two would leave, moving fairly quickly for their small frames. It looked like the boy with the gun had dropped tin cans with some sort of device strapped to them. Their crude construction would remind Ambrosio of the very bombs strapped to his chest. The child had planted land mines here, possibly to deter or even slay any wondering Lost who wouldn't be paying attention to such things. If Ambrosio wasn't careful, he may trigger them himself.

Keratia: Story of the Surf, Tales of the Deep

Inconclusive. For some who have them, the magic was the fact they somehow managed to get such an intricate tattoo put on their foreheads without noticing. Others already had magic powers so any additional magic powers from the tattoo isn't noticeable, and again some people have made the journey and never got a visit from the strange ocean folk.

Keratia: Story of the Surf, Tales of the Deep

No and yes. Ruins of Nurn isn't my original creation I just took it form a GM after he flaked. But the Ruins of Nurn are called ruins for a reason, and let's just say that the Mana Storms are there for a reason.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

“Wow, this is a lot to take in before breakfast.” Pylia says as Shortfang hands her a bowl of soup. “Memories huh? I can’t say I know anything in particular. I’ve heard some northern elves specialize in dreams though. Workings of the mind. Perhaps we could journey up there or find an elven mage who could help jog your memory?” Pylia also looked and nodded towards Buddy. “It would be helpful for Buddy as well. Though I’m not sure if he sleeps or not.” Buddy shakes his head confirming that he does not sleep, however he writes a note voicing his opinions. ”I would gladly seek out any means to learn of lost memories.”

Shortfang finishes off any soup that isn’t eaten and wipes his face down. “Shortfang could ask Greyscale. They super smart, know all Sorta lore. Maybe they know some thing for boss’ mind.” As Pylia goes to handle some personal business in the water closet Buddy shows her something from his journal. “Oh yes, Don’t forget We have some business from yesterday to attend to as well. We should stop by Ferric’s shop and pick up our items as well as see Shor about those criminals we brought in.”