Soma herself had fallen from her platform and by the time she recovered herself and noticed the ship plummeting out of the sky like the gods themselves damned it back down to earth. Somewhere deep inside her, she felt that call to protect those in danger even if it meant killing herself, literally the exact reason she chose to distance herself from troublesome people or situations was happening right now in front of her. Creating a platform midair and bouncing herself up until she boarded the airship and began to shield those who just couldn’t abandon the ship in her own personal shields if they popped Soma would be the one to take the damage instead of them.
“Whhhhhhhy me, ” she grunted that annoying feeling was the most persistent thing in the world interfering with her basic survival needs like living.
Soma continued her job until all that was left were the people fighting that monster and the captain of the ship, because he wouldn’t let go of the stick he was left unprotected this left Soma with an empty pit like feeling. In an attempt to get rid of that feeling she gathers up the people she did shield in the ballroom like area like marbles then capturing them in a large second orb
"I wonder where my sister is" she thought to herself randomly
Croma stood up relaxing her body a bit to sigh, realizing that she ruined a chance to get some good Intel in any case with three prisoners running amok the captain would surely come out and handle the situation. The swordswoman leaned against the wall, grabbing at her stomach having pushed herself today on an empty stomach being completely exhausted was starting to finally take its toll, she swings in the future we're going to be much weaker, but as always she forced herself to her feet and ran up the stairs. Once she got above deck looking around at the groups of random pirates fighting with other pirates, from the cannon fire earlier they were under attack something that more than likely aided in their escape. Readying herself once again Croma charged at a large group of pirates that wore the same colors as the jailers.
“Unsheathe style: Ten thousand beatings” she yelled, swinging her sword and a series of swings and jabs putting more force in the attack itself being that she wanted to knock them all out before her strength fails her again.
“nature has an order a power to restore balance….I am that power”
Sol is the older sister of Soma and the first born child of their father Nellph, Sol for the most part had the same events in her childhood as her sister being that the two were inseparable no matter how much trouble they got into. Sol swore to the gods she would fight the entire world if she had to prove her strength, typical ramblings of a child where the only person who would entertain them were her sister and father. As she grew, she started to have these strange dreams of a faraway land, it would always start the same out of body and rapidly approaching a forest, but she’d never get to that forest before waking up but ever closer each night. It wasn’t long before it wasn’t just a dream anymore, she would receive flashes of that place just from blinking, it was consuming her every thought the desire to figure out the issue and find out if there was really something more to this. It was only a matter of time before she left the village, leaving behind a map telling her family not to worry.
Sol wasn’t like her sister; she didn’t explore from a burning curiosity to learn all there was she also wasn’t ok with getting lost, fortunately she never was although it may have seemed that way. Her dreams and visions were her map and they pointed her in the correct direction, guiding her to each town, village and city, there was always a place for her to rest after a long hike as if something was purposefully taking care that she didn’t kill herself in the process of the journey. It seemed like she had walked halfway across the world itself being pulled by some unseen strings that guided her, but a gut feeling just confirmed this was the right path so continued to walk she did all the way until her body collapsed in the middle of the road only to reawaken at Rexicorg.
Here…. this was it, everything down to her very dna told her this was what she was searching for and so tired and hungry her body picked itself up and walked further down the rabbit hole. She stumbled into a chamber half dazed and delirious Sol continued to pick herself up and go deeper, she may very well have been on the edge of death when she found the chamber holding the item that called out to the girl to grab and so without hesitation, she crawled her broken body to the center of the room, forced herself to stand up and claim her prize but you see this was only the beginning. Upon touching the idol, she was shown the true nature of the object a totem of worship in service to the gods; power flowed through her body revitalizing that which was once badly beaten with new life. Sol came to understand her role in life when she woke up and left the temple nearly five years later, after training her mind, body and soul, the balance of power was starting to unnaturally shift and she saw fit to restore order unaware of the string that were actually still guiding her.
Personality: Sol has been and probably always will be that kid walking around with a chip on her shoulder looking to get it knocked off. Always ready for a fight, she isn’t a bully but very adamant about showing she’s no push over, ready to dig her heels into the dirt and show just how stubborn she really is when it comes to a challenge or obstacle. Sol is a goal driven and straight forward person unlike her sister who can be shrewd at times, Sol is quick to let you know exactly where you stand with her not wanting to keep anything hidden, this little trait makes it so she is completely incapable of keeping secrets.
Her tome takes the form of the totem she found in Rexicorg, a very large very heavy object that glows green when invoked. This artifact allows Sol (With a little bit of preying) to summon the old gods to her material world using her very soul as bait to lure them from their homes, currently there are four gods she can effectively ask for help from without being devoured herself.
Othros god of the ocean: An Eldritch god whose abomination of an appearance prohibits it from manifesting itself into an actual physical state, instead it allows Sol to summon tentacles around the field as an extension of herself, these monstrous things stretch to a maximum of fifteen feet slamming along the ground near an enemy or coiling around it to choke them out. Destroying one will directly affect Sol and hurt her tremendously as well.
Rhosalth god of fire: The only god that can be completely pulled through the void but because of its massive size its soul devours Sol completely and mutates her body as a physical manifestation of its body. Sol is transformed into a juggernaut of burning destruction spewing consuming flames from her mouth she can’t really control herself to much in this form and will pass out after a short time after using it for several hours.
Other: Sol has to prey for literally everything she does from attacking to using the bathroom Sol's hair is blond like her sister using her abilities changes its color
Croma’s ears twitched a little when she heard one of the pirates say something about a captain usually indicating that he or she was the strongest on this ship, surely Kichi would unsheathe itself for such a high rank. Rearing herself back and springing herself forward the resulting push caused her to jet past even Augest twisting her sheath back and swinging it like a baseball bat aiming at the pirate holding the sword.
