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Another Epic Tale? Hopefully - An Isekai/Other World RP

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It is a tempting idea to follow lol Foxgirls are bestgirls

Adventure! - Stories of different worlds and realities (Private)

Scar

My Hider

Scar's ears perked up quite visibly as a voice was heard in their heads. This was the warden's voice? Scar couldn't quite remember what the bastard looked like, to be honest, let alone what he sounded like. Scar viewed him as quite insignificant and now he wished he had bothered to remember him a bit more. Just so he knew who he needed to stab, many, many, many times over with as many needles as he could afford to. Well, his words confirmed who he was anyway, and if he was capable of communicating back he had quite a few choice words he would respond with. Most were of the 'fuck you' variety.

His last words went unnoticed by Scar. He didn't need luck or anything of the sort. He would simply just survive like he had always done and will continue to do so. The moment the door came crashing down, Scar had already taken a few steps so as to stand behind the likes of Kris and uh...prisoner...big guy with oversized, impractical, possibly magical sword. Whatever his name was. Had he given it? Who knows, the only fact that needed to be stated here was how much Scar couldn't care. It was in the negatives was the only hint one would receive. He quickly bought the crossbow down towards the oncoming horde and pulled the trigger. Even as the bolt slammed into the previously human abomination, Scar had already armed himself again by whipping out 4 needles in his right hand and proceeded to throw them as well. Both his bolt and needles were aimed at the head, though in the case of the needles it was more they a scattershot that would hit other parts as well. More to test how effective they themselves could be, and also their poison. Though he had a sinking suspicion they wouldn't do much and quickly changed back to loading the hand crossbow.

"Usual crap then. Kris and Diana upfront, Macey and I will back you up. Big guy, do whatever it is you do." If Princess wanted to make a more detailed plan he would leave it to her, but for now a simple set up would suffice. He was briefly considering testing how effective his magic could be in this situation, but right now probably wasn't the time. Not without possibly being hit by that damned crazy dragon woman's magic by 'mistake'. He lined up another shot and would proceed to rinse and repeat. Take aim, fire, reload. Take aim, fire, reload. Etc. All the while also keeping a mindful eye on the 'bugs' near the window. If those things got in, they were most likely his problem considering his position. And he was confident of handling them, but only if he knew when they were getting in.

Another Epic Tale? Hopefully - An Isekai/Other World RP

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Elizabeth and Megu

@Achronum@Ithradine

Elizabeth nodded her head absently at Volaris' response, still watching the pair. Almost as if she wasn't paying full attention. Not that she really needed to, seeing as he was simply confirming what she had already believed to be his motives. Though she did eventually tear her gaze from them and towards Volaris as he began to respond to Megu.

"Ah of course my Lord. I should've expected no less from a Supreme Being to be so wise. Excuse my ignorance." Nodding as she spoke, the fire demon gave an exaggerated bow of her head. He had thought far ahead indeed with this disguise in mind. This was the difference between their planes of existence!

When Volaris activated his gate spell, Megu finally stood up. "Of course my lord. We mustn't keep our...'guests' waiting." With a smile that didn't quite match the tone she used, the black haired demon followed suit through the portal. Gesturing to Elizabeth to follow suit. Not that the girl needed the prompt, but such was Megu.

When the trio exited the portal, at first the change in lighting was blinding for the demon. Taking a few moments, and a lot of blinking, to adjust. Gah, she had forgotten how bright the surface world was when one actually went outside. Elizabeth, on the other hand, was looking around, taking in the scenery around them. When one was practically raised in a forest, such greenery and beauty was nothing. Especially in comparison to the mighty forest that dwelled within the great Cathedral. Though it held a certain charm of its own and wasn't quite as dreary. Her attention was bought back to the task at hand when she heard Volaris speak her name, frowning for a moment. She knew this was coming, but it didn't mean it pleased her.

"Of course Mas-uhh....grandfather." She had begun her customary response, but upon the realisation that it might be best to hold a certain amount of cover for time being managed to catch herself and made a somewhat hesitant correction. He certainly seemed old enough in appearance to be the young lady's grandfather. Though she didn't quite feel at ease calling him that, it should serve it's purpose. With a quick glance at the duo, she approached with her hands raised. "Greater Healing." Placing her outstretched hands on the female soldier, she felt the familiar rush of magic through her body. In an instant, the woman's wounds were completely healed. Not even a scar remained, her body having been restored to peak condition with Elizabeth's magic.

Adventure! - Stories of different worlds and realities (Private)

Scar

My Hider

The man handed the keys over without any fuss once he heard Scar clear things up for him. Good, the last thing they needed was to start a fight right now. The man clearly knew how to use his weapon, so being unarmed the fight would've been very difficult. He looked over as Diana made her way over to the door. A few things went through his mind at this very moment, such as what had happened before when she tried to blow the door off its hinges. Hawke's sudden shout made him groan externally. The doors were protected by enchantments. Of course.

Scar held onto the desk as the room suddenly trembled. The glyphs on the door making him sigh and shake his head. Well, if they hadn't made a shitload of noise before with the previous spells, then they certainly had the attention of the guards by now surely.

.....Or whatever the fuck that thing was.

Thanks to Kris' shouting, the bug creature trying to break in was now front and centre of Scar's mind. He didn't need to be told twice to go get his weapons, and the first chance he got he went in. There was a lot for him to grab. Needles, wire, daggers, throwing knives, his favourite shortsword, his hand crossbow and most importantly; his fucking shoes. The Kitsune was arming himself literally to the teeth. He even grabbed some of the guard's weaponry, some of their bolts and a pair of arm guards. Whatever little weapon he could throw he grabbed.

God knows how he carried all this and was still stealthy, but he had his methods.

"I don't think he's got much of a choice here Princess." Adjusting his arm guards, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Kris' words. There was safety in numbers here, god knows how many of those things were out there. The man would probably die if he didn't stick with them. Not that Scar cared, he wasn't a member of the group plus he was a criminal.

"I would rather fight these things with a well armed, trained and drilled army personally." With a rare smile, or perhaps it was a smirk, he took aim at the creature at the window. "Suppose anyone here have a plan? Mine just involves killing these things and not dying, but it's open to suggestions."

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Totally not a lazy CS

Name: Syleste Luna Vishali Angel Elizabeth Cerideyn Osseena Aurora Trisha Nadeeka Gresilda Morgana Bellafonte

Age: 13

Birthday: 21/11

Magic: Aura Magic
Caster Magic that allows Syleste to manifest her will as a malleable force known as an ‘aura’. In addition to being highly sensitive to the magical auras of others, Syleste can bend the physical limits of her own body with her magic.

The most common use of aura is enhancing the body’s strength and durability by blanketing aura around the desired body parts. This allows for Syleste to manipulate the properties of her strikes by how she shapes her aura. For example, she can give her punches slashing properties. This effect can extend to held objects, turning even mundane trinkets into deadly weapons.

Whilst Aura Magic is very versatile, it is a force that requires great mental prowess as well as magic power. Concentration is key and an unfocused mind will have difficulty manipulating aura effectively.

With more learned use, an Aura Mage will be able to project their aura in various ways for a diverse repertoire of magical abilities.

Magic Level: D

History: While Syleste doesn't tend to delve too deeply into her origins, once you get past the exaggerations and outright lies she tells one would find out that she is from a very rich family. Whether her name is her real name or not, however, remains a mystery. One probably wouldn't be surprised if the girl had made her name up, to be frank. After some sort of fight with her parents, she decided to run away and live life her own way. What the fight was exactly changes every time you ask. You know kids, they think they know what's best for them and chuck a fuss when they don't get their way.

Some point during this, she met an elderly mage whom she tried to cheat in a card game. Though she was terribly obvious with how she went about it, the man went along with it and managed to beat her regardless by turning the cheat against her. Afterwards, the man decides to take the young girl under his wing and teaches her magic for a year or so before he suffered a heart attack and passed away.

With nothing more than the clothes on her back, the magic her teacher taught her and a few of said teachers belongings she made her way to Magnolia where she was found by Emily and 'taken home' by the strange girl. The rest is history.

Personality: A chatterbox with seemingly endless amounts of energy. Syleste is the living incarnation of 'curiosity killed the cat', getting into more incidents than one could possibly count because of her antics. Loves pranking others, being quite the jokester. She also seems to have a lot of confidence in herself, overconfidence to be honest. This coupled with her lack of respect and care for the rules can land her in hot water quite often. She also seems to have quite a few delusional thoughts.

Guild and guild mark location: N/A

Team Members: N/A

Three Strengths:
1. Her small size helps in getting into cramped spaces and to get lost in crowds

2. She is pretty resourceful and streetsmart

3. She has a very good memory

Three Weaknesses:
1. She has a habit of spacing out

2. Trouble magnet, and if it isn't drawn to her she is drawn to it

3. She has poor concentration abilities, seriously this kid is distracted by an ant crawling near her

Greatest Love: Exploring and enjoying her freedom

Motivation: To live life her way

Additional Details:
Her 'teacher' left behind a book explaining the usages and teachings of the magic, which she still carries to this day. As well as his own notes on the magic, such as concentration techniques and the like. So that even with his passing, she can still learn about her magic and teach herself to an extent.

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Elizabeth and Megu

@Achronum

Some time had passed since Megu had left Elizabeth to her own devices. She trusted the Fire Demon to make the preparations with little hassle and fuss. Normally in this time, she might've taken the time to think on their predicament, but instead that was the last thing she wanted to think about. At this moment she barred her mind from thinking about anything remotely related to her Father, which was certainly far from the norm for the girl. The less she thought about him, the more she could stay composed and in control. She could think about this more when she wasn't about to go on a potentially important mission. Especially one that required her to journey with a Supreme Being. Showing any sign of weakness would be unforgivable, especially after her showing in the Scrying Chamber.

So she did the only thing she could at this moment, she read. She just pulled out a book and read. It was good to pass the time and distract her thoughts, a 'kill two birds with one stone' type solution. She was close to the end when she heard a knock at her door and looked up from her novel, a little irritated by the interruption but upon seeing it was Megu the young mage managed to stop herself from voicing said annoyance. If she was back, then it was obviously time to get going.

"I apologise my lady, but the preparations are on schedule. Not even the servants can feasibly mess this up from here on out so I was coming to suggest that we make our way to Lord Volaris, but if you are busy then that can wait." With a respectful bow, she went to leave.

"It doesn't matter Megu," Elizabeth said with a sigh, standing up and shutting the book in the same motion. "It can wait, it would be best not to make Lord Volaris wait if he is ready himself." Pocketing in the book, Elizabeth strode past the bowing Megu who soon followed suit with a brisk, to the point response.

"As you wish then."

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With the use of Teleportation magic, getting back to the Chamber took very little effort and time. When the cloaked duo came into the beautiful chamber, they expected to find the Supreme Being in his usual guise. Not this frail looking old man in his place. At first, Elizabeth didn't realise it was him. But luckily, Megu had already walked forward and addressed him.

"Lord Volaris? This was not the guise I nor my lady expected." She stopped a few steps away from the player, taking a few moments to study his current form. She wasn't sure why he had taken the form of an old man, but it certainly gave off the air of a harmless, senile elderly man. "I mean no offense of course my lord. I believe choosing such a form was wise, not that I expected any less of course, for not only can you blend with other humans but they tend to ignore the elderly and weak. And you give off the current impression of both." Summing up her thoughts with a light bow, she took this moment to also gesture to Elizabeth to come over.

"Tch. I knew it was him." Clicking her tongue in annoyance, the young mage walked straight up beside Volaris and began to study the scene of the forest before them. Despite the disapproving look Megu gave her. Of the two armoured figures, both seemed gravely injured. If left to their own devices, they would surely pass soon. It was of no consequence to them, but nontheless had these two had gained the attention of the Supreme Being. She also couldn't deny her interest, she rarely saw any humans. She didn't count her father or Lexicon, one was a Supreme Being and the other....well, one could barely consider him human to be honest.

"Shall we captu-I mean, 'save' these two?" She asked, gesturing to the image "I assume that's what you are thinking? That they could hold vital intel?" She failed to see what else could interest Volaris, for it was really her own selfish personal reasons that they caught her own. With her magic, healing them would be easy enough and make the duo in debt to them. Meaning they could gather information much easier and faster. Best case scenario, they knew everything about what had caused their situation and anything else they wanted to know.

Highly unlikely, but a possibility nonetheless.

Worst case scenario, they could give them some information about their surroundings and the world in general. Didn't really see how they really lost here. But, it was up their Master to choose.

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Kat

@Achronum@HueMan

That was such a wonderful response. Because he totally knew what the situation was. Well, he did kinda know that it wasn't a good one and that they were searching their surroundings? Besides that, not much really.
Gah, why did he have to be late? If he hadn't been, he would've known everything. Suppose he could only blame himself, also taking a mental note to try and increase his speed stat some more. Or maybe get one of the others to teach him Teleportation magic. God, he envied that so much.

Noticing that Baron was gesturing for him to come closer the Kitsune did so, though tenatively. The next moment he felt one of Baron's long and skinny limbs grab onto his shoulder. Another moment passed and they were suddenly in the Akashic Records. Kat took a moment to regain his bearings, blinking a few times as he readjusted to the change in lighting.

Oh thank god, Baron had finally explained what was going on. For a moment Kat thought he was going to have to make himself look like an even bigger idiot by asking, though he visibly flinched when he heard that he was going to have to read not one, not two, but six whole volumes of History of Yggdrasil. Wonderful.

He always got the best, funnest jobs didn't he?

"Of course Baron sir! Consider it done!" Giving an enthusatic salute, he mentally shook off the gloom he felt. He had his orders, no use moping about. He could consider this task a punishment for being late. First things first, he needed to get said books. With that thought in mind, he turned on his heel and proceeded to make his way over to the shelf that contained said volumes to begin his task.

Adventure! - Stories of different worlds and realities (Private)

Scar

My Hider

Scar promptly ignored the whole mum treatment from Kris. She wasn't the boss of him, so if he wanted to eat a potential deathtrap then he could at least go out in a way he would want. Eating a goddamn sandwich. Truly, there was no better way to go Scar reasoned. So he just continued fiddling around, growing more and more irritated as he realised the futility of it all. If he had his proper lockpicking gear, he would've been able to do this. For sure.

He had given up on it when Diana had sauntered on over. Oh God, she was coming this way.

You would've had to have the intelligence of a brick to stay near that door as soon as that blasted woman went anywhere near it. Her intentions were obvious and Scar wanted nothing to do with it. Scrambling away quite quickly, he felt Kris grab him and kicked out. Planting a foot on her chest, the fox man launched himself under the desk and undercover just as the room rattled. Papers fluttered about in the breeze and he flinched when the loud crash of sword could be heard. Ouch. Sensitive ears were terrible around these lot, bloody hell.

Then, just when he thought his day couldn't get any worse a new person suddenly came through one of the doors. Wonderful. Just what he needed, another nuisance. The newcomer was a man, however, a welcome change to the fact that Scar was surrounded by women, but it didn't take a genius to work out that this man was a convict here. His attire kinda gave it away. But that wasn't all that important, to be honest. He was right, getting out of here was the priority here. Finally, somewhere here was speaking some sense. He went to stand up, dusting himself off as he did.

"Once we get our weapons, we will be more than happy to get out of-" Scar stopped mid-sentence, groaning loudly as he watched Macy duck under one of his swings. Great. What was she doing this time? This was a potentially dangerous criminal and he was armed. So yes, go and enter his personal space suddenly and just stand there. I'm sure he won't care or anything. "...She's saying she wants the keys. We need them to get our own weapons." Rubbing his temples, Scar sighed. Hopefully, he wouldn't attack Macy, but Scar couldn't just trust some criminal who had somehow gotten hold of some of the keys. So he was ready to back her up in case of an attack, but honestly, without his weapons, he wasn't sure what he would be able to do against this bulky man.

Cloud Chasers | First Book: Casting Stones Upon the Glass Sky |[ Invite Only ]|

My Hider

@Raijinslayer

Adelyn didn't move from her sitting, curled up ball position even when Laz made his way onto the deck. At this point, she didn't feel up to blasting him to the moon. She didn't really feel like doing anything at the moment really. Instead, she just tried to become more like a sitting armadillo than before and hide her face further. She wasn't sure what was worse right now, how she felt or the fact that she was acting so...weak in front of them. Let alone Laz. Which in turn made her feel worse.

The unsettling silence that set in after she had heard Laz sit down somewhere near her didn't particularly help in that regard either. Perhaps it was too much to expect a savage such as himself to say something, anything, to comfort her. Nor was she was sure why she would want him to. Perhaps because he was the one that had come looking for her after her, truth be told embarrassing, outburst? The more the silence dragged on, the more she had to think. Which she hated.

Thankfully, he finally broke the silence. His sudden and unexpected apology catching her off-guard. It just seemed so...well unlike him. Not just the apology, but the way he said it. At first, she didn't quite understand what he was apologising for, but as he continued to speak she slowly lifted her head. This was certainly a far more...mature line of thinking and speech that Laz was using. One that she thought beyond him, to be perfectly honest her opinion of him wasn't all that high anyway. To show more maturity than a five-year-old child would've been above her expectations. She was so surprised, she couldn't really do much other than sitting there and listen.

It was absurd to be honest, his 'escape plan'. Laughable in fact. Even she couldn't help but smile a little at it as she shook her head. And it would be difficult to find someone who wasn't moved, even a little, at the notion he put forward. It was mostly laughable because it would seem even with this sliver of maturity he had found...he still didn't quite understand.

"And go where exactly?" She asked, her voice cracking just so slightly. "My parents are dead. The Librarium have labelled me a traitor. My brothers will probably kill me on sight, not that one needed a reason to anyway. And my Uncle..." She paused at that one. She wasn't sure about that man, to be perfectly honest. She had never understood him. Nor did she know whether that traitor title had been applied to him or her brothers. Or, if she tried to seek his help, it might label him as such. Let alone, would he even help her?

No. She couldn't go to him. With family out of the question...that left nothing really. She knew nobody, a small side effect of having very little contact with people outside of her direct family or servants. And the occasional ball she went to. Any family friends or allies they had would quite likely turn her in, seeing as she's a traitor and all. She was more than aware she couldn't survive on her own...so, unfortunately, this was her best option.

"Besides...what irks me more than anything this motley crew can do, more than disturbing my reading, more than speak in such crude and vile language, more than being vulgar, barbaric savages...is decide for me. Worse still, betray me." Pausing and clenching her fists, she half turned to look at Laz's back. "Both of which that so-called 'Captain' did. He's no different from them. From my parents. That was all they ever did." She honestly couldn't think of a single significant decision in her life she had made up till now. Her parents seemed intent on her following her brother's footsteps...on becoming a Hunter, or at least a Cleric Knight. And, at the same time, being a graceful and sophisticated nobleman's wife. On becoming a mage. Honestly, she couldn't see how she could feasibly be all that but they had obviously thought otherwise.

"You're not the only one that doesn't understand me. They never did, either that or they simply didn't care what I thought. Even now, I'm stuck with constant reminders. That the choices I didn't even make...they've..." At those words, her tightly clenched hands were paler than a ghost. Contrasted by the small trickle of blood that dripped down from where her nails had dug into her palm.

"...I don't want, or need, someone to confide in. They'll just betray that trust eventually. I'm fine with being alone." She spoke in a brutally honest tone, her tightly held fists just releasing a little. Even if it wasn't all quite the truth, it was just hard to trust someone when she felt she couldn't. Even if she wanted to. "But even so, I know I can't make it by myself. Not when the government has effectively blacklisted you. I wouldn't even be able to go out in Public without being arrested. Leaving this ship is effectively a death wish. Then again, maybe death wouldn't be so bad."

At least in death, nothing that worried, hurt or burdened her would be a problem anymore. Who knows, maybe after the stunt she had pulled just before she would be kicked from the ship anyway. Not like she could really blame the Captain, insubordination was a serious offence. Let alone assault, undermining his authority, amongst other things. The more she thought about it, the more trouble she realised she might've gotten herself into. Oh well, it was no use worrying about it too much now. She had other things burdening her mind. And besides, whatever punishment the Captain would dish out was out of her control.

"Every time I give something, or someone a chance, it just seems to turn around and slap me...I just don't see a reason to." Besides, she had given this lot plenty of little mini chances. None of which had been taken thus far, so what was to be gained by giving them more? "Besides, there's a difference between that and what the Captain expects of me. Attacking a Librarium convoy would just solidify my traitor status beyond repair. And any chances of returning to the Librarium will be gone with it."

Cloud Chasers | First Book: Casting Stones Upon the Glass Sky |[ Invite Only ]|

My Hider

@Raijinslayer

She was in the middle of cradling her sore foot when she heard the familiar voice call out to her. Blargh, out of everyone why did it have to be him? Straightening up and shooting a glare over her shoulder, she noticed the familiar creepy eye sigil that Laz made poking out from under the trapdoor. She had half a mind to blast both it and the door to smithereens, maybe she could get some splinters in his face. But she decided that was more trouble than it was worth. Instead, she narrowed her eyes further and spoke in a low growl.

"No I do not. And certainly not with someone as vile and irritating a savage as yourself." Turning her back on Laz, she sat down and hugged her knees close to her chest. She didn't know what he wanted, but she didn't care or want to know. So instead, she sat there in silence for a moment. Or two. Or three. In fact, it was more like five minutes of total dead silence from the girl before she finally turned slightly to glance back towards the trapdoor.

Oh. He was still there. She let out a heavy sigh as she realised that he probably wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. Great. "...I didn't want or ask for any of this." Burying her face into the dark fabric of her skirt, she spoke in a hard to hear mumble. Especially seeing as Laz was kinda below deck. "I'm sick of it. All of it. No one ever cares to ask me before hand, they're all the same. The Captain, my parents, everyone. I didn't get a choice in any of it."