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REAL sorry for the delay guys. Family keeps dragging me in their escapades.
Anyway, it's the month of our language right now. What do you guys think about the foreign language being used here in this RP (the language in Sonarra)?
Anyway, it's the month of our language right now. What do you guys think about the foreign language being used here in this RP (the language in Sonarra)?
The Long Road Home
~@The Irish Tree (NEP)~
Neil's face lit up at the first words. "Yeah, you're right. Talia comes first."
"No, so we need to get her to Mahigan as soon as possible." Neil replied. "It's a good thing you can drive 'cause I sure can't. There aren't-- We don't use horses much anymore in my home world." He said with a laugh.
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Mahigan was a simple, monster-friendly village. One could say it was already a Bright Green Demon Realm considering there were lots of monsters mingling with the populace. The streets were pretty crowded so the wagon had to park on a corner. "Alright. Neph, you stay here with Talia while I go look for a doctor." Neil said to you before disembarking and heading off.
Neil's plan was questionable considering he was practically an alien in this place and you would be a more reasonable choice to search for medical professional. But he was already away, leaving you no choice but to look after the Cyclops. "It's a good thing Neil found me, isn't it?" Talia spoke from the back. "What a coincidence that he was looking for me at that time."
"Also Miss Nephele, what are you wearing?"
~@Lmpkio (MOR)~
You were out and about on your daily life on Mahigan. Life was peaceful and quiet but you had a goal, to look for that kaiju near Boreal Port. You were going to travel there one day, perhaps this was that day, but then you found a boy in adventurer clothing looking rather lost on the village streets.
When he and you made eye contact, he shyly and hesitantly approached you. "H-hey uh, can you-- can you help me out here?" The boy stuttered as he spoke. "We've got... we've got an injured friend and we're not... we don't know this place. Do you-- Do you know any doctors or apothecaries or anyone like that around here?"
While you know the medical professionals in Mahigan, you yourself know how to heal. Perhaps you could help directly instead?
Who Are You To Judge?
~@Lacroix~
You could see that the Holstaur absolutely loved your rather flowery response judging from her awed smile. "Oh my, I've never met a Phantom before. You guys really are... what's the word again? Cool, I think?"
"Anyway, I'm not in a relationship with Jeb Blanck. I'm married to someone else." The Holstaur corrected you. "I wonder why he would-- Oh. Oh. I-I think I know who he's looking for." The cow monster realized something. "Follow me, Miss Blackbourne. Let me show you Jeb's missing Lenore."
You and the Holstaur walk to an isolated farm just outside of Boreal Port, passing by an area that appeared to be an abandoned part of the town. The Holstaur lead you to the farm's stables where there was a healthy horse of brown hide and white mane. "Miss Blackbourne, meet Sally." The cow monster motioned to the horse. "Yes, it's the horse. No doubt about it."
"This is Jeb's missing love. Me and my husband bought her from a traveling merchant when we recognized her. She was probably stolen from Jeb since you're here." The Holstaur continued. "Nice to know Jeb's still looking for her... I think. What are you going to do now, Miss Blackbourne?"
The Sky Is The Limit
~@The Irish Tree (MAG), @Restalaan (YNG)~
"The 'Red-Crowned Robin'! A splendid name! Rolls of the tongue just right." Kyle combined some of the suggestions. "There isn't any red in the flying machine but it's a fine name regardless."
With one big inhale, Kyle prepared. "Into the wild blue yonder, Magnus and Yang!" With that yell, Kyle ran forward with the machine in tow and leapt to the air. "Ahahahahaha!" The flying machine indeed flew, or at least glided, with its inventor on it. Kyle was, without a doubt, flying through the air like a proud eagle. "Ahahahahaha!" Kyle continued laughing, likely happy that his invention was working.
Then there was a sound of wood creaking and breaking. "Huh? Oh dear!" The flying machine stopped in the air and with that, it began to fall freely to the ground. "Ooooooohhhhhhhh!" Kyle screamed as he fell. Yang and Magnus were too far away to be able to do something about the falling contraption. All they could do was watch Kyle and his invention fall and crash.
If Yang and Magnus go to the crash site, they would find the mangled and broken remains of the flying machine along with the equally mangled and broken corpse of Kyle Charlston.
The quest was done. Yang and Magnus could now go back to the guild or go somewhere else if they wish.
Just Business
~@Lmpkio (TCA)~
The Ronin began slashing away the cards that had been placed by Bast, knowing little that the more he did so the more he edged closer to you. Since he paid you little mind, he did not notice you swing your powerful tail until it was too late. He was sent flying several feet away, probably with a lot of broken bones but definitely out of the fight.
Eilidh had also finished off her opponent while Bast and Vară routed off the other mercenaries. George had come out of the barricade and approached the latter two, probably to thank them and by extension you.
Before you could leave, you heard a voice call out to you. "How... much... did he... pay you?" The Ronin asked you from the ground, barely holding onto life.
~@Silver Carrot~
With his evasion route blocked, the Gladiator prepared to receive your attack whether to block it or parry it. He did not anticipate the strength of your swing and his trident was sent flying, allowing you to strike him down with extreme prejudice.
"How could you... proud Centaur... defend a... drug dealer..." The Gladiator muttered to you in his dying breaths before expiring truly.
You see George already conversing with Bast and Vară, already thanking them, and by extension you, for saving him. Will you reveal your enemy's dying words? And get your wounds fixed in the meantime?
~@13org (BST), @AzureKnight (VRA)~
Bast's skills and Vară's flame magic manage to rout the attackers while Eilidh and Titanica won their duels. The small battle was essentially over.
George came out of the barricade and approached Bast and Vară. "Good! Very good! You are all very good fighters! I am lucky you came by when I needed you most." The merchant congratulated in his thick accent. "You are very weird group though. A Centaur, a Dragon, a Succubus and a gentleman? Who are you people?"
"Ah I know! You guys are harem with gentleman as the center." George jumped to a conclusion. "Oh, lucky you! I'd have harem too but wife will kill me."
One Man's Trash
~@13org (FYR), @Restalaan (DIT), @AzureKnight (NAG)~
The group went with Freyr's idea for him to join the competition to obtain the arrows. Going to the western outskirts of Ambran, the group found a gathering of people for an event on a clear green pasture. No doubt the aforementioned competition.
There were several people dressed in Eastern garb. Some were even wearing Eastern armor. There were several haystacks painted with targets on them but none of them had arrows. Not yet anyway. Freyr was allowed to participate, despite the weird looks the people there gave him. However, he and the rest of the guild run into the problem.
"The arrows you will be using are finely-crafted to prevent arrow quality from affecting the competition. These are commissioned by Sir Saburo Fujikiyo and you are not allowed to take any without expressed consent from Sir Fujikiyo-- What's that? Right. Ignore the last sentence. You are strictly prohibited from taking the arrows."
This rule would prevent the guild from just taking the arrows. The guild needed another plan.
~@The Irish Tree (NEP)~
"I haven't found anything yet. But, I've pulled out a few books that may shed some light. For now, Talia needs aid, and quickly."
Neil's face lit up at the first words. "Yeah, you're right. Talia comes first."
"I can't concentrate on studies when a fellow guild-mate is suffering. Come, let's hurry to Mahigan. Do you have anything for her pain?"
"No, so we need to get her to Mahigan as soon as possible." Neil replied. "It's a good thing you can drive 'cause I sure can't. There aren't-- We don't use horses much anymore in my home world." He said with a laugh.
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Mahigan was a simple, monster-friendly village. One could say it was already a Bright Green Demon Realm considering there were lots of monsters mingling with the populace. The streets were pretty crowded so the wagon had to park on a corner. "Alright. Neph, you stay here with Talia while I go look for a doctor." Neil said to you before disembarking and heading off.
Neil's plan was questionable considering he was practically an alien in this place and you would be a more reasonable choice to search for medical professional. But he was already away, leaving you no choice but to look after the Cyclops. "It's a good thing Neil found me, isn't it?" Talia spoke from the back. "What a coincidence that he was looking for me at that time."
"Also Miss Nephele, what are you wearing?"
~@Lmpkio (MOR)~
You were out and about on your daily life on Mahigan. Life was peaceful and quiet but you had a goal, to look for that kaiju near Boreal Port. You were going to travel there one day, perhaps this was that day, but then you found a boy in adventurer clothing looking rather lost on the village streets.
When he and you made eye contact, he shyly and hesitantly approached you. "H-hey uh, can you-- can you help me out here?" The boy stuttered as he spoke. "We've got... we've got an injured friend and we're not... we don't know this place. Do you-- Do you know any doctors or apothecaries or anyone like that around here?"
While you know the medical professionals in Mahigan, you yourself know how to heal. Perhaps you could help directly instead?
Who Are You To Judge?
~@Lacroix~
"This is no mistake, beautiful maiden! It was destiny itself that brought me to you! And now I, Lady Vanessa Blackbourne... shall bring sire Blanck back together with his missing Lenore!"
You could see that the Holstaur absolutely loved your rather flowery response judging from her awed smile. "Oh my, I've never met a Phantom before. You guys really are... what's the word again? Cool, I think?"
"Anyway, I'm not in a relationship with Jeb Blanck. I'm married to someone else." The Holstaur corrected you. "I wonder why he would-- Oh. Oh. I-I think I know who he's looking for." The cow monster realized something. "Follow me, Miss Blackbourne. Let me show you Jeb's missing Lenore."
You and the Holstaur walk to an isolated farm just outside of Boreal Port, passing by an area that appeared to be an abandoned part of the town. The Holstaur lead you to the farm's stables where there was a healthy horse of brown hide and white mane. "Miss Blackbourne, meet Sally." The cow monster motioned to the horse. "Yes, it's the horse. No doubt about it."
"This is Jeb's missing love. Me and my husband bought her from a traveling merchant when we recognized her. She was probably stolen from Jeb since you're here." The Holstaur continued. "Nice to know Jeb's still looking for her... I think. What are you going to do now, Miss Blackbourne?"
The Sky Is The Limit
~@The Irish Tree (MAG), @Restalaan (YNG)~
"Hey Hey, what should we call it? I-I can yell loud! Um...it flies right? S-So...what's a kind of bird. Uh...Robin? Sparrow? Alba...tross...?"
"Hmm, how about the red-crowned crane?"
"The 'Red-Crowned Robin'! A splendid name! Rolls of the tongue just right." Kyle combined some of the suggestions. "There isn't any red in the flying machine but it's a fine name regardless."
With one big inhale, Kyle prepared. "Into the wild blue yonder, Magnus and Yang!" With that yell, Kyle ran forward with the machine in tow and leapt to the air. "Ahahahahaha!" The flying machine indeed flew, or at least glided, with its inventor on it. Kyle was, without a doubt, flying through the air like a proud eagle. "Ahahahahaha!" Kyle continued laughing, likely happy that his invention was working.
Then there was a sound of wood creaking and breaking. "Huh? Oh dear!" The flying machine stopped in the air and with that, it began to fall freely to the ground. "Ooooooohhhhhhhh!" Kyle screamed as he fell. Yang and Magnus were too far away to be able to do something about the falling contraption. All they could do was watch Kyle and his invention fall and crash.
If Yang and Magnus go to the crash site, they would find the mangled and broken remains of the flying machine along with the equally mangled and broken corpse of Kyle Charlston.
The quest was done. Yang and Magnus could now go back to the guild or go somewhere else if they wish.
Just Business
~@Lmpkio (TCA)~
The Ronin began slashing away the cards that had been placed by Bast, knowing little that the more he did so the more he edged closer to you. Since he paid you little mind, he did not notice you swing your powerful tail until it was too late. He was sent flying several feet away, probably with a lot of broken bones but definitely out of the fight.
Eilidh had also finished off her opponent while Bast and Vară routed off the other mercenaries. George had come out of the barricade and approached the latter two, probably to thank them and by extension you.
Before you could leave, you heard a voice call out to you. "How... much... did he... pay you?" The Ronin asked you from the ground, barely holding onto life.
~@Silver Carrot~
With his evasion route blocked, the Gladiator prepared to receive your attack whether to block it or parry it. He did not anticipate the strength of your swing and his trident was sent flying, allowing you to strike him down with extreme prejudice.
"How could you... proud Centaur... defend a... drug dealer..." The Gladiator muttered to you in his dying breaths before expiring truly.
You see George already conversing with Bast and Vară, already thanking them, and by extension you, for saving him. Will you reveal your enemy's dying words? And get your wounds fixed in the meantime?
~@13org (BST), @AzureKnight (VRA)~
Bast's skills and Vară's flame magic manage to rout the attackers while Eilidh and Titanica won their duels. The small battle was essentially over.
George came out of the barricade and approached Bast and Vară. "Good! Very good! You are all very good fighters! I am lucky you came by when I needed you most." The merchant congratulated in his thick accent. "You are very weird group though. A Centaur, a Dragon, a Succubus and a gentleman? Who are you people?"
"Ah I know! You guys are harem with gentleman as the center." George jumped to a conclusion. "Oh, lucky you! I'd have harem too but wife will kill me."
One Man's Trash
~@13org (FYR), @Restalaan (DIT), @AzureKnight (NAG)~
The group went with Freyr's idea for him to join the competition to obtain the arrows. Going to the western outskirts of Ambran, the group found a gathering of people for an event on a clear green pasture. No doubt the aforementioned competition.
There were several people dressed in Eastern garb. Some were even wearing Eastern armor. There were several haystacks painted with targets on them but none of them had arrows. Not yet anyway. Freyr was allowed to participate, despite the weird looks the people there gave him. However, he and the rest of the guild run into the problem.
"The arrows you will be using are finely-crafted to prevent arrow quality from affecting the competition. These are commissioned by Sir Saburo Fujikiyo and you are not allowed to take any without expressed consent from Sir Fujikiyo-- What's that? Right. Ignore the last sentence. You are strictly prohibited from taking the arrows."
This rule would prevent the guild from just taking the arrows. The guild needed another plan.
BAMP!
BAMP!
Things are getting a little heated, no? Opening the RP to new players, by the way.
Also, Athos' investigation group is on a different period of time by the way. Just letting y'all know.
Also, Athos' investigation group is on a different period of time by the way. Just letting y'all know.
Varjan appeared to have snap back to reality with your words. But before he could respond, the doors to the shrine flew open. "Varjan! There you are!" A woman stormed in. She was blonde with green eyes wearing a simple yet elegant garb. Her beautiful face was marred by her angry expression.
"What are you doing here?! What are you doing to that poor girl?!" She demanded from Varjan. "I let you out of sight for just one moment and you're off causing gods know what?!" The quiet and peaceful domain of Aylama broken from this one furious woman. "Release her at once!" She angrily ordered Varjan.
"Mom, it's... this isn't what you think..." Varjan tried to explain as he let you go.
"I don't want to hear your f***ing excuses!" Varjan's mother rebuked as she violently pulled him away from your side. "Go home and prepare for your next match!" She practically shrieked at her son. Varjan said not a word, doing as he was told and quickly exiting the shrine. "What happens if you're caught off-guard in the tournament because you're not ready? Stupid boy..."
The mother then inhaled as she calmed down. Now with a earnest-seeming smile on her face, she addressed you. "Sorry about that, my dear. I saw him holding you, are you hurt? What did he do to you?" She asked with concern. "Worry not, I shall make sure Varjan is disciplined properly."
Seraph Academy ---> City Square
Practice Halls ---> Northern Parts
~~~ @Frozen0Titan (KAZ & MAL), @Pyromaniacwolf ~~~
"It seems too easy a reason used, however, and I find it most curious. Perhaps we can talk further at a tavern close by and share a drink, if you're willing?"
"The offer is appreciated but I must decline." Tozen replied. "My vacation is coming to an end and I'd like to enjoy the festivities Razelia has to offer while I can. Who knows? This might be my last venture here. Take care, Sir Kazudain."
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"Learn your craft boy, it can't help you if you can't use it."
"I'm. So. Sick. Of HEARING THAT!" Zeen yelled to the leaving Vuldur. "You think I haven't been trying to learn?! You think I'm just some phony magician?! You think it's my fault I'm not as magically attuned as you?!" The boy got off the stage to face Vuldur.
"You think I'm insignificant, don't you? You think I'm just a nobody who can't change anything like all those idiots in Seraph Academy." Zeen accused the Beastkin. "You know what? I'll show you. Let's duel, Beastkin. Right here, right now." The boy challenged Vuldur. It was probably not his wisest decision though he was a little too enraged for any wisdom to show.
Meanwhile, all this commotion was attracting a few people. Kazudain and Maldur included.
Seraph Academy
Practice Halls
~~~ @AzureKnight (LIS) ~~~
Zev'jul tried another melee attack and was caught in your trap, getting electrocuted by the lightning around you. And with a powerful slash, the mimicking sorcerer was knocked to the floor although, not reverting to his original form just yet.
The referee went over to your downed opponent and hesitantly checked him. "Zev'jul is down! Princess Lisiathus is the winner!" The referee announced. The audience roared with cheer for the princess of Razelia. Even your brother joined the cheering, clapping his hands loudly. Meanwhile, Zev'jul reverted to his original appearance moments after he had recovered.
"A fine fight, Miss. Truly the Princess of Razelia." Zev'jul complimented you as he got up and dusted himself off. "Your skills may need refinement but I have no doubt that you can win this tournament with relative ease. Unless of course there is someone here who is equal or more to you in skill and ability. Is there such a participant in this tournament?"
~~~ @AzureKnight (HIS) ~~~
Both the Wood Elf were awed at your performance. How you leapt and evaded your opponent's attacks. Primera did not react fast enough and you manage to take her bow away. She was also not fast enough to react to your solid punch which sent her to the floor some feet away.
The referee went over to your downed opponent and checked her. "Primera is down! Hisana is the winner!" The referee announced. What audience there was delivered a soft applause at your victory before exiting the hall. The Elf you beat said not a word as she got up. Completely ignoring you as she made her way out of the hall.
"Yo!" A familiar voice called out to you. "Remember me? We bumped into each other, remember? Sorry about that." It was the black-armored warrior who took your gold while he was screaming about the end of days. "Nice fight with Zevvie though. Too bad he's not the one I know and sometimes love."
"The name's Keith by the way. Keith North. Super Merc who REALLY doesn't want to be here." The warrior mercenary introduced himself. "Say, you wanna hear a secret?"
Thessir's attacker was pulled away by Raviel but did not heed the Beastkin's words, too clouded with rage to even hear anything.
The student shook off Raviel's hold on him and lunged at the Beastkin, sinking his teeth on Raviel's right ear to inflict pain and to make the Beastkin flinch. After the bite, the student punched Raviel right in the face and knocked him to the ground. The student was then on top of the Beastkin and continued throwing hooks and punches aimed at Raviel's head.
Meanwhile, Thessir was allowed to recover as his attacker shifted his attention to the Beastkin and did not pay the Rogue Elf even a sliver of mind. Basically, Thessir was free to save his savior. He, of course, needed to be careful about it. There was no telling what this rabid-like student could do.
Luminous Citadel ---> Eastern Gate Town
Meeting Room ---> Warehouse
"Get me the list of items you need and I can procure them within the hour. Where do you want to meet after this?"
"How about the Radiant Church? We won't look too suspicious if we meet there. So shall we meet again in thirty minutes and start our plan?"
"We are all in agreement then? I shall see you all later."
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Night had fallen and after Athos was given the accessories to be planted on Juan de la Cruz, Athos instructed the three investigators to the warehouse. While Athos would monitor the person, it would be efficient to also investigate the warehouse activities while they were at it. They were told to gather any evidence they find and see. They will be invited to the Luminous Citadel again sometime tomorrow.
The warehouse itself appeared to be nothing remarkable. It was just an inconspicuous building sitting on a large plot of land and quite some distance from another building. There appeared to be no one guarding or patrolling the warehouse which made it even more unremarkable. However, the three knew better so they must be careful in approaching and entering these private premises.
But how will they do that? That is up to them to decide on a plan of action.
Eddie Cage & Dorma
The awkward stares were not unnoticed by Dorma. She internally screamed. She had embarrassed herself in front of Yosafire and her friends. Dorma dutifully accepted the pie and said nothing else, too down for any words.
Dorma was about to leave when she bumped into a certain human. "Ah, oh. I'm sorry." Dorma apologized, almost dropping her newly-bought pie.
"No worries. Could've been worse." Eddie replied. "Could'a splashed that pie all over me."
Dorma forced out a chuckle and noticed that this newcomer was no resident of the Gray Village. "Umm... who are you?"
"Heh, I'm..." Eddie was going to list off all his accomplishments again but decided now was not the time. "...a visitor. For the festival." The former actor then noticed that he was actually at the pie stand that Ater talked about. "Heeeey, this is that famous Dialo's Pie shop, isn't it? Are the pies here that good? You got one more for this wayward visitor?"
Dorma elected to stay quiet and let the others answer this 'visitor'.
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