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The magic that summoned the mighty bull already alerted the men in the watchtowers. They immediately started screaming and ringing their bells, but it was far too late. The sudden tearing of wood and support was loud and clear to the garrison, rousing every warrior from their slumber. The patrol groups immediately converged to the entrance, gathering any Varjan who was ready with them.
"For Shizuyama!"
The warrior fairy's cry was taken as the cue for the human part of the assault team to move forth. Precise arrows from Takamori hit the watchtower guards in their necks. A small group ready to fight attempted to engage Liliana, but a giant figure ran past her. It was not her summoned bovine but rather, the monk Nobutada. He crashed into the group and bear-hugged one Footman, crushing the Varjan's body with his immense strength. Axes and swords were swung at him, but they simply bounced back despite the monk being unarmored. Brandishing his kanabo, Nobutada sent a Varjan flying with each swing.
Some Varjan Brigands attempted to re-secure the battered gate, but Yurine was ready the opening. Despite being very old and wielding a heavy axe, Yurine was graceful and deft. She evaded attacks before countering with a stumbling or sweeping kick, an opener to make sure the swing of her axe found its mark. Varjans were cleaved as Yurine brought danced the art of death.
The garrison was completely caught by surprise and they were scrambling to organize. Varjans trickled out of the buildings piecemeal, and they would be walking into a grinder. But the task force would notice that these were mere Footmen and Brigands. Not exactly the troops one would deploy to defend an important castle. Something was off.
The stealth team infiltrated the lesser-populated inner courtyard with absolutely none of the garrison ever realizing. It was the dead of the night and most of the Varjans awake were drowsy, letting out yawn after yawn. Thus, the few patrollers were quickly eliminated by Kageho and Kazenosuke. Believing it would be best to eliminate as much Varjans as possible should they be discovered, Sorae entered a building and began slamming her naginata down on the sleeping garrison.
But then, alarm bells started ringing from the gate fort. They were loud enough to wake even the garrison in the inner courtyard. Thus, the Varjan garrison began hastily arming themselves and discovering the infiltrators, as well as the latter's bloody handiwork. Kageho, Kazenosuke and Sorae were forced to rendezvous out in the open to directly confront the remaining Varjans, numbering a dozen Brigands and Footmen.
The yokai part of the team can join the fight directly or hit the Varjans where they still don't expect. They had just woken up and their senses had not wholly come back to them. Surprising them again would not be difficult.
"I finally have all that I need to rescue my father from the Varjans. The only thing missing now is where the invaders have him imprisoned. I'm coming for you, father. Just wait a little longer." -Takeshi Oja
~~ TAKAMORI TALES ~~
"Lord Takamori's traitorous former student, Setsuna, is training Mongol archers across Shizuyama. Lord Takamori posits that she plans on attacking Omi Springs, his hometown and a refuge for villagers. We should meet with Lord Takamori as soon as possible." -Takeshi Oja
~~ SORAE TALES ~~
"Sorae is on the hunt for Sogen, one of the conspirators behind her family's murder. To track him down, Sorae has asked us to speak with Ayu who may know where we can find him." -Takeshi Oja
~~ SHIZUKA (MERCHANT) TALES ~~
"One of the farms near Komatsu Bay looks like it's had some trouble. Someone should make sure the people there are all right." -Takeshi Oja
~~ TALES OF SHIZUYAMA ~~
A villager woman remarked to the taskforce member as the latter passed by.
"You better watch out if you're passing Yabo Forest, yokai. It's haunted by angry spirits... Dead samurai, eager to spill blood."
"People go into the woods and never come out. Varjan and Shizuyaman alike! The bodies that turn up have all been killed by Shizuyaman blades..."
A peasant man eating barbecued meat on a stick was startled when the taskforce member approached. It appeared he has news.
"Yokai! You have to tell Lord Takeshi, there is another samurai noble who survived Sanjo Beach. His name is Lord Tonchiki. He's in his abode southeast of here. If you go see him, I'm sure he would join your cause."
"Err, maybe not. I guess you'll need Lord Takeshi himself to convince him."
A villager sitting on some stone steps in the temple stood up when the taskforce member approached.
"Yokai, I've heard of a small resistance group gathering in the Imahama Area. I believe they're headed by that shrine priestess that started a fight here not too long ago."
"They're recruiting farmers and fishermen to their cause. Brave, but it'll be dangerous if they're not trained. Better take Lord Takeshi with you too or else it might be a fight again."
A peasant man warming his hands on a bonfire noticed the taskforce member passing by.
"Yokai, you must do something! It's Ayane's sake brewery in Imahama. That brewery is the pride of Shizuyama, but soon there will be none left. The Varjans are taking it by force."
Varjan Wardogs The dog is man's best friend and the Varjans couldn't have agreed more. Bred to be ferocious and relentless, entire packs of these wolf-like Wardogs descend upon the warband's enemies with teeth sharp enough to pierce light armor and rend flesh. At the very least, they are annoying distractions for the enemy and their lithe speeds mean they are not easily taken down. They are also effective guards and patrols, able to sniff out hidden dangers to their Varjan masters.
Varjan Firethrowers Spellcasters specialized in casting one, particular spell called Unflame. Just by raising their arms and opening their palms, Firethrowers shoot out jets of the magical, blue Unflame that burns like normal flame but is not actually fire and so, cannot be manipulated by those that can control fire like the Ignis monster. Typically wearing loose robes and cloaks, Firethrowers join the battlefield to relish the screaming of their burning enemies.
Varjan Immortals Warriors that know a bit of magic and prove themselves may sometimes be inducted into a unit of Immortals and be awarded a set of Immortus Armor. Invented by ancient Varjan royalty, this initially pink-hued armor magically turns blue and resurrects its wearer upon death for a couple of minutes before the wearer expires permanently, likely giving the Immortal enough time and the opportunity to avenge their own death. However, the blow to activate the armor must be fatal making nonlethal takedowns completely nullify their gimmick. Despite being nigh useless against monsterkind, they can at least detect the energies monsters passively emit.
Varjan Black Discs Those unfortunate enough to be charred to a crisp by a Firethrower continue to suffer beyond fiery death. Thanks to the unusual properties of Unflame, the burned corpses still has spirit energy left behind that can be manipulated. Spellcasters can gather these charred bodies and mash them together into a platform and then cast a spell of levitation or flight to make the platform take to the sky. The burnt platform's flight, instead of consuming the spirit energy of the spellcaster, consumes that of the bodies it is made up of. Varjan Warlocks and Firethrowers are the usual riders of these Black Discs.
The Scarce Legion One of the twenty Legions founded by the Grand Hero Serena to fight in the Crusade Of Unification, a long and colossal campaign by the Order to finally unite the squabbling mankind against the monsters of the Demon Lord. Unfortunately, the Scarce Legion became one of the legions to betray Serena and undo all the accomplishments of the crusade. As per their namesake, there are not many legionnaires in this army but they do have more spellcasters in their ranks compared to the other legions.
Rubric Warriors In an attempt to shield themselves from the temptations of monsters, one of the greatest Master Warlocks of the Scarce Legion along with some assistant Warlocks cast a powerful spell over the entire legion. Those affected by spell found their bodies reduced to ash and their spirits fused with their armors. Their minds were also shattered, leaving them little more than automatons needing orders to function. They were then known as Rubric Warriors, named after the spell that created them. These warriors no longer needed rest nor food nor water, their innate spirit energy enough to sustain them indefinitely. Unfortunately, a glance of Demon Energy is usually enough to transform them into Living Armors while also restoring their minds, which were usually filled with thoughts of disbelief and vengeance.
"The drums of war never cease. For Arcadia always lies in great peril. How could it not? Arcadia is a crucible of relentless conflict. It has ever been so... An era as long as the mountains are unyielding."
As great powers battle for the continent's fate, I make my own humble contribution. A neutral witness in a formal but tense meeting between representatives of the League of Arcadia and representatives of the Dwarven Kingdoms in Dragonrage Pass, a stretch of land created by rage-filled dragons. Or so as the myths say."
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If one were to observe the entire pass under the night sky, one would find camps and fires as far as the eye could see. However, not all of them are on the same side. They are allies though, a relationship created when the goddess Gaia laid waste to Arcadia. While the soldiers of both sides are either friendly or indifferent to each other, there was... uneasiness in the camp where representatives of both armies met.
But the politics was not the soldiers' concern yet and so the soldiers mostly did nothing but lay around and waited for orders. Among the organized regiments, there was one that was... not so organized. They were an assembled force of men and women who were there to help out but is not part of any official regiment. At the head of this unusual unit is one Jarde Devaron who had everyone under his command together around a small bonfire.
Once everyone was present, he spoke. "So uhh... Hello everyone. I'm... pretty sure you all know we're not a regular unit but more of a group of varying fighters. You know, like Chrom and his Shepherds in the stories of legends." He attempted to raise everyone's spirits. "And like Chrom's Shepherds, I'm sure we can get far and accomplish many things despite being an unorthodox unit."
"I'm Jarde by the way. Jarde Devaron. First and only son of King Harald of Ereb." The young man introduced himself. He wore a metal cuirass, gray in color with matching gauntlets and greaves and gray clothes underneath the armor. His hair is short and light brown in color save for a streak of black, believed by many in the Arcadia League to be a sign of corruption.
"Ah, that's a good idea!" Jarde realized. "Why don't we all introduce ourselves? That's the first step to a great fellowship."
Jarde made one gulp before knocking thrice on the door into Candaeln and entering the place.
He encountered no one yet which made him wonder where anyone was. The knight order's home was undoubtedly large but Jarde was sure there were a lot of people in the Iron Rose Knights. Or at least he thought so when he took a glance at the roster. He thought maybe he was mistaken or maybe the order just was out on a mission somewhere.
However, Jarde did hear sounds of activity somewhere inside the Candaeln. He decided to go and find it and establish proper contact with the denizens of Candaeln.
Tracking the noise, Jarde found himself in the building's kitchen. It appears that there were some maids preparing food along with a man who looked like a grizzled veteran. "Hello there, ladies... and man." He said out loud to announce his presence. "Cooking for yourselves, I see. Though, I think lunch time has already past..."
If I was given money to make an anime, I'd remake Lord of the Flies.
HOWEVER! Only the protag and his nerdy best friend is male. The rest are females. And then I'm going to market it as a fanservice-y harem anime. Heck, even the protag thinks he's in a harem situation. But he's wrong because it's frigging Lord of the Flies.
P.S. I suppose I should call it Lady of the Flies.
"These men and women are no one great. They do not possess godlike power nor are they born under very special circumstances.
And yet, a keen sense can see that these people holds something very important in their hands and carries something very tremendous upon their shoulders."
"@[%&3) $7&3>3. A long line of tacticians and grandmasters runs in his blood. A line that originates from the fallen nation that was once Razelia. His family had to escape its downfall and decided to split apart. Still, the young man's dreams reflects that of his ancestors: To become a grandmaster."
"3$^3[[3 (@3(3$^!>%$. With a family of servants, there was little surprise as to what she would be in the future. Still, she serves Lord Dubois dutifully. From cleaning to healing to fighting, this maid takes her job seriously."
"Nyx. A Manakete that has lived to see the War of Gaia tear apart her family and home. Now, war looms once more in the horizons and only time will tell if she gets to live to see this one to the end."
"&0@<3 ^3&3$$3. Her origins may be humble but the fates were apparently not happy with this development and decided to gift her a wyvern friend. From there, her sense of adventure lead her to the care of a noble house."
"Myno. A Manakete that joined the War of Gaia along with his family. His kin may have perished from the conflict but he was rewarded by a king with another home. Now he is summoned again, for conflict has risen once more, the chances of him joining his family still very real."
">!(^0%!@ 9@*. Born to nobility but did not desire the status, this redhead woman went against her mother's wishes and lost her entire family as a result. She did not regret her decision, however, and she never looked back."
"&@*@!@#. A man forged into a formidable warrior by his own father and his own experience. He was given the opportunity to have a more peaceful life but he apparently does not like its dullness."
"Taka Hadakoto. His family shares a bit of culture from the southern lands of Iapana like their penchant for bravery and melee prowess. Something that he did not share with, however, and he is forced to take up the bow and his family's resentment."
"@<63{1$3. Daughter of the King of Juggdrali, many wanted her to be a prim and proper princess befitting her family. But she thought otherwise, she did not like to be part of the politics of the nobility. And so, she pursued more physical activities under the guise of bringing glory to her family.
"({[<$ ^#@#[. Being the only male in a children of four did not stop him from becoming a hardened warrior. Though, it should also be noted that none of his siblings settled for a simple life. He teaches combat in Archanea but can he practice what he preaches?"
"$3>$#!. Dabbling in potions and bows, he lived in Magi Val until his family were beset by bandits. Now he travels, seeking justice."
"Eclisse. With her parents slain by bandits, she learned combat and fighting under her uncle. Soon she is a capable Myrmidon, traveling across the League of Arcadia."
"Tomoe Minamoto. An expert bodyguard likely from the southern island-continent of Iapana. Her skills with locks are on par with her skills with the Naginata.
"Ansgar Staudinger. This hardworking and stubborn Ereb Tactician has his first assignment in Dragonrage Pass. Little did he know it would not go as expected."
"Zueche Ausch Entzer. This Dark Mage is feared just as he is loved across Arcadia. He now searches for his family who had disappeared."
"Mayhew Theodonis. The last of the bloodline of the deposed royal family of the fallen Razelia. He seeks to restore the magical kingdom to its former glory over Varjo's ashes."
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Hey! I said GM eyes only!
Nyx >Ironbreaker & Iron Scale >Dragonstone, Vulnerary(x3) and Elixir(x3)
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