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Ok...so I believe that those that need to post, are Tzarima, and Cap'n and me, yes?
Watching amongst the carnage, Johanna saw Asher fall free from his aggressor's clutches and hit the ground. The man she had slain, toppled noiselessly to the ground. Immediately, she moved towards him, hurrying to Asher's side. Just as she knelt beside him, an explosion of fire tore through the night air. Shielding her eyes from the intensity of the flames, Johanna looked up in time to see strange hooded figures who seemed to be the cause of the massive explosion. The fireball in itself was vast, the size of a small cottage. Could it be? Could it be magic? A chord of terror struck her heart, what if they were in real danger? She had never witnessed any real magic before, until now.

It seemed that the ball of fire created a lull in the ongoing battle between the refugees and the raiders. Keeping her eyes upon the hooded figures who caused the explosion, she watched as one of the hooded figures moved towards a bandit, sending what looked like lightning, from his fingers tips, searing the man's face. His face melted into one cohesive pool of flesh. Johanna cringed in disgust and repulsion, she clung to Asher, holding fervently onto his forearm for support.

Then, the battle came to a halt. Anyone foolish enough to challenge these mysterious men were quickly dealt with in the same manner as the others had.She turned her eyes away, Johanna would not force herself to look upon the destruction surrounding her without scarring her mind.

"Step aside, young lady. I will tend to him." The words spoken to her didn't register in her mind until she looked up to see a hooded figure looming over Asher and her. She retreated far enough to provide him room. At first her initial instinct was to defend Asher in his wounded state. Yet before she could openly protest, her eyes widened in astonishment. The cloaked man passed his hands over Asher's wounds; touching them gently as he went. Before her very eyes, the wounds inflicted upon her companion began to heal over. She missed the chance to inquire after the man who had generously healed Asher for the man uttered a few words to her, "Keep him safe.", before disappearing.

Johanna repositioned herself by Asher's side as she heard him groan. He reached out and clasped her hand in his, his words were lost upon her ears for all Johanna could think about was his hand entangled around hers. She studied his fingers and knuckles before she looked at his face and heard the last bits of his words, "...You have no idea how much I appreciate that." Here she smiled at him, and turned her full attention to him once more. He commented on the scene of the battle coming to a close. So Johanna sat beside her friend, Asher, clinging to his hand with fear of what was to come next.

She soon found herself asking, "How do you feel? What did that man do? I saw him! He healed your wounds. Who has the power to do such a thing?" Her inquisitive mind started grinding gears as she searched for answers to her questions in her mind.
Nightwing said
Hi everyone, I've been unnaturally busy as of late, but after school today I'll finally have an opening. So, I'll have my post up around 6:00 P.M EST today. I'm really sorry, but thank you for your patience.


Thanks for the update (:

I'm not bothered by things unrelated to the rp coming up in the OOC, this would be really boring if it were nothing but chatter related to our roleplay, haha.
All right guys, it's been a while. How are we doing?
It's ok, in fact I'm getting ready for my finals too. So expect some future delays in posting. I'll be working on modifying the reference sheet during this time too.
Nightwing said
Sorry for the delay, I've been a bit busy. I'll get working on my post, but it should be up tomorrow, or if I'm lucky and time allows it, later today.


Thanks for the update (:.

Fallenreaper said
She would later on down the rp road, but earlier stages it's only more animalistic.


Oh ok. Well either way works fine for me!
Really? I pictured Anjiru having this succubus/demoness-like voice.
Thanks for posting Fallen, and Tzarima, thanks for the heads up. While we're waiting, I did some more editing and now the Water Spell List, now has some spells, and I also included a Force Barrier spell into the Physical Spell list. Also, the words in these {...} are the words of magic. This is what your character would say if they were practicing Spoken Magic. Meaning, if your characters summons fire, and they choose to summon it verbally, either by recitation or from a spell tome, they would speak these words.

There were a few spells on OldGuild that I had used once in the Physical Spell List, I'm going to reincorporate those.
The man she had knocked unconscious tumbled noiselessly to the ground, dropping like a dead weight. At first, Johanna was tempted to investigate the man for the severity of his wounds, but she resisted as Asher called to her. She made her way over to Asher as quickly as she could, stumbling over fallen crates, and other precious items that the refugees deemed valuable to take with them, as she went. Johanna had unpinned the folds of her dress for the evening before the raiders sprang upon them. She had been caught off guard, the fabric from her gown hindered her movements.

Suddenly, Asher hurled his dagger towards her. She covered her face in horror, crying aloud as she did so. How could he betray her now?! Yet when the blow from the hurled blade did not come, she uncovered her eyes and saw that Asher had not the intention to slay her. Looking over her shoulder, Johanna spotted a woman with his blade embedded in her abdomen. Now was not the time to get sick, Johanna told herself bitterly as she fought back an up-rise of bile. The sound of clanging metal, screams of the dying, of the helpless, the images of the scene unfolding at hand filled her head, nauseated her. Fighting to regain her senses, Johanna began to move hastily towards Asher once more, and as she came upon him, she found him upended by a rather large and burly man. Fear struck her dead in the heart. Surely she would die here, on this night.

The weak hearted woman fought back the urge to sit in the midst of the carnage and cry. Cry for her mother, for her brothers, for the comfort of her home, for the old familiar smells of her shop. Instead, a spark of courage, the flame for survival ignited. The man that tortured her partner relentlessly would be eliminated. She spotted the short-sword at her feet, it had fallen from her hands after she covered her eyes to hide herself away from the horror. Now, with the sword once again in her hands, she had to save her companions life, no matter the cost.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, something clicked. One could call it her instincts, for she crept towards the man, timing her movements between each swing. And between each swing, she quickened her pace, until she was at a full sprint. Johanna approached him from behind, and with one quick thrust, she plunged the blade into his back, giving a frightening yell as she went. It was primal, filled with rage, and pain.
Well, the scene is focused on Angel now, so yes, now it would be your turn to go, seeing as how Rhaedin and Sevine were the last to join. Zal asked Angel a question, so it's time to answer it. Nightwing's post would come after yours, as would mine and everyone else included, but it doesn't have to be in a strict posting order.

And I also re-read your post (:
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