Psyker Landshark
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Sam Jensen - Gleeful Jackal, Blue King
As the sun began to set, Sam sighed in boredom as he sat back on the bed in his dorm. With Deep Ground Online down, there was really nothing else worth doing at the moment besides browse the public forums on the World and occasionally shitpost. Currently, most threads were abuzz with speculation about the Corpse Collector person that the Black King and her Ebon Strikers were hunting down. Yawning, Sam refreshed the page again to see a new thread at the top.
Calling All Kings
In light of the Black King coming out, DGP crashing, and a big announcement calling out one player specifically, we obviously have things to discuss. By that, I mean everybody who wasn't an enigma before today. With the exclusion of the Black King, I'm hereby calling a meeting for the six of us; as I said, we've obviously got things to discuss in light of these new circumstances. Show up at the library during lunch tomorrow. Kings only.
I'll be waiting.
"...Welp." He muttered to himself out loud. "Looks like Red's running scared. What the hell, sounds fun. If nothing else, at least I might get to see her flustered."
Leaning back on his pillow, Sam decided that he might as well try to get onto Deep Ground, even if the servers were down for the moment. If he was lucky, he might be one of the first to log back in. And considering that he'd been logged out while in the Ebon Strikers' guild headquarters, he'd definitely need to get out as soon as possible, especially if the Black King had a change of heart once she logged back on. Closing his eyes, he willed himself to log into the Deep Ground Program...
Welcome, Gleeful Jackal, Blue King.
...And found himself pleasantly surprised when he opened his eyes, seeing the Black King's guild hall around him. It seemed that he was one of the first people to log back in, considering how the hall was devoid of all of the avatars that had occupied it before the servers had gone down. Without a second thought, the Blue King dashed for cover, placing himself behind a pillar. Unlike a good portion of Assassins, Gleeful Jackal possessed no invisibility skills. No, his stealth was all natural. He abused line of sight and cover to sneak around, not trusting in the crutch of invisibility, especially given that certain people (read: the White King) loved to spam True Sight. Still, now he was hidden. And the Black King had to log back in eventually. If he recalled correctly, the place where she had been standing was just in range of his Grim Reaper skill. If he could gank a second King, the results would be hilarious. Hell, he could even record it like he did with the previous White King. What would people say when they saw the legendary Black King falling for a sneak attack in her own territory?
"CORPSE COLLECTOR I'M CALLING YOU OUT! Ebon Skryters has a bounty on your head and I aim to collect! You found me before but I bet you can't catch me this time! I'm going to get you, and when I do, your ass is mines!" A voice rang through the area. Startled, Gleeful Jackal looked towards the entrance of the guild hall to see a massive horde of Dissolutions, as well as a player with a shotgun evading them.
Huh. So other people had gotten in before him. And...wait. That player with the shotgun had been in the guild hall beforehand, looking to join the Ebon Strikers. And the person that had been shouting said he was from the Ebon Strikers as well. Damn. So the Black King had probably logged back on before he did, and now she was out in her territory, hunting down that Corpse Collector person. Any chance he had of assassinating her for shits and giggles was out for the moment. Shaking his head, the Blue King drew his grappling hooks and ran out of the guild hall, rocketing past the swarm of Dissolutions as he pulled himself up to a rooftop. Crouching down on the edge, Gleeful Jackal surveyed the area around him until he noticed an explosion in the streets below.
"My, my." He whistled in appreciation. "Whoever did that, I like their sense of style." Grinning, the Blue King contented himself to simply watch the battle below, not willing to interfere for the moment.
As the sun began to set, Sam sighed in boredom as he sat back on the bed in his dorm. With Deep Ground Online down, there was really nothing else worth doing at the moment besides browse the public forums on the World and occasionally shitpost. Currently, most threads were abuzz with speculation about the Corpse Collector person that the Black King and her Ebon Strikers were hunting down. Yawning, Sam refreshed the page again to see a new thread at the top.
Calling All Kings
In light of the Black King coming out, DGP crashing, and a big announcement calling out one player specifically, we obviously have things to discuss. By that, I mean everybody who wasn't an enigma before today. With the exclusion of the Black King, I'm hereby calling a meeting for the six of us; as I said, we've obviously got things to discuss in light of these new circumstances. Show up at the library during lunch tomorrow. Kings only.
I'll be waiting.
"...Welp." He muttered to himself out loud. "Looks like Red's running scared. What the hell, sounds fun. If nothing else, at least I might get to see her flustered."
Leaning back on his pillow, Sam decided that he might as well try to get onto Deep Ground, even if the servers were down for the moment. If he was lucky, he might be one of the first to log back in. And considering that he'd been logged out while in the Ebon Strikers' guild headquarters, he'd definitely need to get out as soon as possible, especially if the Black King had a change of heart once she logged back on. Closing his eyes, he willed himself to log into the Deep Ground Program...
Welcome, Gleeful Jackal, Blue King.
...And found himself pleasantly surprised when he opened his eyes, seeing the Black King's guild hall around him. It seemed that he was one of the first people to log back in, considering how the hall was devoid of all of the avatars that had occupied it before the servers had gone down. Without a second thought, the Blue King dashed for cover, placing himself behind a pillar. Unlike a good portion of Assassins, Gleeful Jackal possessed no invisibility skills. No, his stealth was all natural. He abused line of sight and cover to sneak around, not trusting in the crutch of invisibility, especially given that certain people (read: the White King) loved to spam True Sight. Still, now he was hidden. And the Black King had to log back in eventually. If he recalled correctly, the place where she had been standing was just in range of his Grim Reaper skill. If he could gank a second King, the results would be hilarious. Hell, he could even record it like he did with the previous White King. What would people say when they saw the legendary Black King falling for a sneak attack in her own territory?
"CORPSE COLLECTOR I'M CALLING YOU OUT! Ebon Skryters has a bounty on your head and I aim to collect! You found me before but I bet you can't catch me this time! I'm going to get you, and when I do, your ass is mines!" A voice rang through the area. Startled, Gleeful Jackal looked towards the entrance of the guild hall to see a massive horde of Dissolutions, as well as a player with a shotgun evading them.
Huh. So other people had gotten in before him. And...wait. That player with the shotgun had been in the guild hall beforehand, looking to join the Ebon Strikers. And the person that had been shouting said he was from the Ebon Strikers as well. Damn. So the Black King had probably logged back on before he did, and now she was out in her territory, hunting down that Corpse Collector person. Any chance he had of assassinating her for shits and giggles was out for the moment. Shaking his head, the Blue King drew his grappling hooks and ran out of the guild hall, rocketing past the swarm of Dissolutions as he pulled himself up to a rooftop. Crouching down on the edge, Gleeful Jackal surveyed the area around him until he noticed an explosion in the streets below.
"My, my." He whistled in appreciation. "Whoever did that, I like their sense of style." Grinning, the Blue King contented himself to simply watch the battle below, not willing to interfere for the moment.
Dervish said
So! Lack of posts.What gives?
Midterms.
TheWindel said
So how's everyone's day?
Working on a post tonight. Sorry for the delay.
Appearance:
Name: Alexei Galanis
Age: 36
Where do you hail from?
The western Kingdom of Isakios is a theocracy dedicated to the worship of Austema, goddess of light and staunch opposer of Hell and the demonic. Every aspect of society in Isakios is controlled by the church, and the nation is rather insular as a result. Isakios possesses a bevy of natural resources, claimed by the church to be a manifestation of Austema's favor towards the nation, and thus has no need to trade with other nations for raw materials. The high priest of the Austeman church controls the kingdom, but Isakios' claim to fame is their military force, the Crusaders. The Crusaders are a holy order of knights dedicated to the church of Austema. The church teaches that the goddess' creed is to destroy all things infernal, and the knights of the church were founded for exactly that purpose. Crusaders are trained in both light magic and the weapons of war. The knights of Isakios are renowned as monster hunters, frequently sending hunting parties out into neighboring countries to wipe out infernal monsters. This has put them at odds with their neighbors from time to time, and wars have started in the past from misunderstandings over this, but in the current age, it is an unspoken agreement that only small numbers of Crusaders are allowed into the countries bordering Isakios at a time, if only because they provide a useful service in slaying monsters.
What are your reasons for crossing the Gate of the Labyrinth?:
A desire to slay monsters in the name of his faith.
How would you describe yourself?
Alexei is a wandering knight-errant dedicated to hunting down monsters wherever he finds them. This knight is so fanatical in his duties that he left his position within his holy order simply so he could slaughter the demonic in nations besides his own. In battle against monsters, he is bloodthirsty and nearly rapturous in his joy at killing monsters whereever they stand. However, when not killing monsters, Alexei is the very picture of a stoic, pious knight.
And your morals and ideals?
At heart, Alexei is a zealot for his church and the goddess he worships. The central creed of the Austeman faith is to slay the infernal, and to Alexei, that is all that matters to him. He is not adverse to helping those in need, but it will always be a secondary priority compared to hunting monsters.
What do you consider yourself to be skilled in?
As a holy knight of Isakios and the church of Austema, Alexei is an apt physical combatant, with strength greater than the average man, and a hardy consitution to match. He is a skilled swordsman, and specializes in large two-handed greatswords in order to slay the biggest monsters he can find. Additionally, Alexei is trained in the use of light magic. He is capable of firing blasts of magic, as well as augment his sword to smite anything it touches. Alexei is also capable of using his light magic in the form of shields and barriers, but he is less skilled in this aspect of magic than he is in the offensive arts.
After wandering on his own for a number of years, Alexei has also picked up general survival skills, and can fend for himself quite well in the wilderness.
Any fears or weaknesses that you hold?
If Alexei fears anything, it is the threat of monsters across the world. As a child, he had lost his family and village to a monster attack before he was saved and taken in by the Austeman Crusaders, and to this day, he bears an intense hatred of the demonic as a result.
The downside to being a zealot is that it can make a person quite unreasonable, and this applies to Alexei. Unless given a compelling reason to, he is generally unwilling to leave any monster he sees alive, even at the cost of either his own life or the lives of those around him.
Which part of your body do you value the most?
Alexei's right arm, which is his sword arm.
Stats:
Strength: 7
Leg stuff: 3
Dexterity: 3
Homogenized body stuff: 7
Name: Alexei Galanis
Age: 36
Where do you hail from?
The western Kingdom of Isakios is a theocracy dedicated to the worship of Austema, goddess of light and staunch opposer of Hell and the demonic. Every aspect of society in Isakios is controlled by the church, and the nation is rather insular as a result. Isakios possesses a bevy of natural resources, claimed by the church to be a manifestation of Austema's favor towards the nation, and thus has no need to trade with other nations for raw materials. The high priest of the Austeman church controls the kingdom, but Isakios' claim to fame is their military force, the Crusaders. The Crusaders are a holy order of knights dedicated to the church of Austema. The church teaches that the goddess' creed is to destroy all things infernal, and the knights of the church were founded for exactly that purpose. Crusaders are trained in both light magic and the weapons of war. The knights of Isakios are renowned as monster hunters, frequently sending hunting parties out into neighboring countries to wipe out infernal monsters. This has put them at odds with their neighbors from time to time, and wars have started in the past from misunderstandings over this, but in the current age, it is an unspoken agreement that only small numbers of Crusaders are allowed into the countries bordering Isakios at a time, if only because they provide a useful service in slaying monsters.
What are your reasons for crossing the Gate of the Labyrinth?:
A desire to slay monsters in the name of his faith.
How would you describe yourself?
Alexei is a wandering knight-errant dedicated to hunting down monsters wherever he finds them. This knight is so fanatical in his duties that he left his position within his holy order simply so he could slaughter the demonic in nations besides his own. In battle against monsters, he is bloodthirsty and nearly rapturous in his joy at killing monsters whereever they stand. However, when not killing monsters, Alexei is the very picture of a stoic, pious knight.
And your morals and ideals?
At heart, Alexei is a zealot for his church and the goddess he worships. The central creed of the Austeman faith is to slay the infernal, and to Alexei, that is all that matters to him. He is not adverse to helping those in need, but it will always be a secondary priority compared to hunting monsters.
What do you consider yourself to be skilled in?
As a holy knight of Isakios and the church of Austema, Alexei is an apt physical combatant, with strength greater than the average man, and a hardy consitution to match. He is a skilled swordsman, and specializes in large two-handed greatswords in order to slay the biggest monsters he can find. Additionally, Alexei is trained in the use of light magic. He is capable of firing blasts of magic, as well as augment his sword to smite anything it touches. Alexei is also capable of using his light magic in the form of shields and barriers, but he is less skilled in this aspect of magic than he is in the offensive arts.
After wandering on his own for a number of years, Alexei has also picked up general survival skills, and can fend for himself quite well in the wilderness.
Any fears or weaknesses that you hold?
If Alexei fears anything, it is the threat of monsters across the world. As a child, he had lost his family and village to a monster attack before he was saved and taken in by the Austeman Crusaders, and to this day, he bears an intense hatred of the demonic as a result.
The downside to being a zealot is that it can make a person quite unreasonable, and this applies to Alexei. Unless given a compelling reason to, he is generally unwilling to leave any monster he sees alive, even at the cost of either his own life or the lives of those around him.
Which part of your body do you value the most?
Alexei's right arm, which is his sword arm.
Stats:
Strength: 7
Leg stuff: 3
Dexterity: 3
Homogenized body stuff: 7
Fion frowned as he looked up at Riley from atop his horse, taking the reins with only one hand as he did so. If he was honest, he hadn't thought flying would have come so easily to the half-witch in a man's body. Before this, Riley had never even tried casting elemental magic before, at least according to his memory. Then again, Horace had told him that witches were at least capable of casting it, albeit at reduced effectiveness compared to a human or an elf. So that left one of two reasonable assumptions: Was Eldren's body just that highly attuned to elemental magic? Or was Riley just some kind of magical prodigy? Or maybe both?
Of course, each assumption lead to its own set of questions. If Eldren had been so skilled with magic already, then why the hell did he need Riley's body? Did having a half-witch's body give him that much of an increase in his magic? And if that bastard in her body had been able to conjure up such a terrifying maelstrom back at the Burrow, what would his elemental magic have been like without being blunted by the witch blood in Riley's veins? Or did being partially human negate that effect?
"Oi, Fion. You keeping up alright?" 'Eldren' called up from above.
"I'm fine. Just make sure you don't run out of mana and fall from the sky, alright? Would be a pain trying to catch you with only one arm, Eldren." He responded lazily, even as his mind brimmed with questions. Bloody hell, everything was so much simpler a few days ago.
Of course, each assumption lead to its own set of questions. If Eldren had been so skilled with magic already, then why the hell did he need Riley's body? Did having a half-witch's body give him that much of an increase in his magic? And if that bastard in her body had been able to conjure up such a terrifying maelstrom back at the Burrow, what would his elemental magic have been like without being blunted by the witch blood in Riley's veins? Or did being partially human negate that effect?
"Oi, Fion. You keeping up alright?" 'Eldren' called up from above.
"I'm fine. Just make sure you don't run out of mana and fall from the sky, alright? Would be a pain trying to catch you with only one arm, Eldren." He responded lazily, even as his mind brimmed with questions. Bloody hell, everything was so much simpler a few days ago.
Soon. Doing homework right now.
Working on a CS. Gimme a day or so.
When would this stream be happening?
Will get a post up by tomorrow night. I have a test tomorrow, so yeah. Studying.
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