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as a patreon reward I will read your least favorite person's handmade custom tabletop RPG homebrew and ask them why they didn't just run it in 5e instead
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I started RP before double digit age but you couldn't have gotten an admission I was under 18 under threat of death. Kids just casually admiting it online now is wild.
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the whole subway's mine for the slammin'
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Valerie Durand


Oh, boy. How to get out of this one? She'd dueled the guy last night, of course she should have realized that he'd probably have questions about what the hell had happened if he was just a normal person. And what weird Obelisk girl? Valerie had caught brief glimpses of an Obelisk uniform during the previous evening's shitstorm, but she didn't get a good glance at who exactly it was. Still, it was good to know that at least someone else on this island had an idea of what Duel Spirits were. What wasn't good was that now the onus of explaining all this was dumped onto Valerie.

Or it would be, if she actually gave a crap about it. As it stood, she was in no mood to deal with any of this. Plus, thanks to the Obelisk girl, Valerie couldn't even play dumb and pretend it wasn't just an elaborate case of smuggled alcohol and drugs. Great.

"Alright, I'm going to keep this short." Valerie tucked her deck away with a sigh, turning to face Leo as she sat. "The Obelisk girl wasn't screwing with you, spirits are real. If you can't see or hear them, tough luck. It took years of being around one for me to hear him, but considering there's more than a few of those around this island, who knows? Anyways, if you don't believe in Duel Spirits, we're about done here. I seriously can't explain this otherwise."

@King Cosmos
Renar Hagen


In truth, Renar hadn't expected his move to have worked as well as it did. Going for the takedown had really just been to force the assassin's hand and manuever them into a position for any of the knights chasing the hooded figure to be able to catch them. But as he brought the attempted killer to the ground from behind, Renar certainly wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Even as the assassin went down, Renar flung his sword hand out, sliding his blade out of his grasp and along the ground. It wouldn't do for them to get any bright ideas about suicide in the face of capture and interrogation. With both hands freed, Renar proceeded to grasp both of the tiny figure's hands and lock them behind their back, even as he applied his body weight down on their back to keep them pinned. Even though she wasn't trying to get away, he wasn't taking any chances with the nem.

"I need bindings, now!" Renar called out to the crowd around him, hoping that one of his fellow Iron Rose or even a Crown Knight had something usable on them. "Rope, twine, cuffs, it doesn't matter!

Once he was inevitably brought a method to keep the assassin's hands bound, Renar proceeded to drag her up to her feet and frogmarch the nem to a safe distance but still within speaking range of the princesses, Fanilly, and Tyaethe.

"Your Highnesses. Knight-Captain." He expressed deference as best as he was able while restraining the assassin, which amounted to a deep nod of his head. "What do you wish done with this person? I don't suppose you've an interrogator on retainer?"
Dragan Meszaros


A breach in the tunnels? Dragan furrowed his brow from beneath his helmet, considering the state of the room they were in. As it stood, the villagers had used too much of their available materials barricading the front already. Any patchwork blockade they'd try to block off the basement door was doomed to fail.

"Enough of that." Dragan hefted his hammer up in his hands as he advanced on the entrance to the basement alongside Aleksiya. "Master Giles, we both know there isn't enough left here to secure the other door. We will secure the lower levels."

He glanced back towards his two fellow vampires for a moment, considering. Any tunnels below would likely be narrow enough that all three proceeding down would be more of a hindrance than a help in close quarters, and there was still the concern of the front door's barricade breaking down. However, these were his peers, not his armies. They would do as they will, regardless of his wishes.

"I will take the van. Do try to watch your range of casting." He said, throwing the door open and proceeding down into the basement.

@Rune_Alchemist @VitaVitaAR @Asuras
Renar Hagen


It was a stroke of luck that Renar had even noticed the crossbow being drawn by the small, hooded figure. He'd been idly glancing around the party to avoid paying too much overt attention towards the royals, even as he listened in. By the time Fanilly shouted in alarm, his sword was halfway out of its scabbard as he started rushing forward. Unfortunately, he was nowhere quick enough to intercept the crossbow bolt. Fortunately, the Gentle Blade had that covered. He'd halted for just a moment to confirm the princess's safety before taking off in a sprint after the assassin.

Serenity and Tyaethe's words echoed in his ears, and he noted with some amusement that Serenity wasn't even bothering to give him orders. Fortunately, the First and Youngest's sentiments echoed his own in this situation. The priority was to go for the capture. Stopping an assassination was all well and good, but these sorts of things had to be cut off at the source. Someone wanted a royal of Thaln dead, and depending on who made the commission, it could result in war.

With this in mind, Renar thanked the sun and moon that the assassin was rather short. Agile, yes. But he was gaining on them, thanks to the difference in the length of their strides. In the corner of his eye, he noticed the massive wall of black armor that was presumably a knight, and he settled on his plan.

As Renar sprinted past an alarmed serving boy, he snatched the empty, circular serving tray the man was carrying with his left hand, his right still clutching his sword.

"I'll be borrowing this." He said hastily as he tore after the assassin.

As Haelstadt moved to cut the killer off, Renar took the tray and hurled it like a discus, aiming for the fleeing figure's back. Even as he threw, he poured on the speed in one final burst, aiming to catch the assassin and tackle them to the ground while they were occupied with dodging or being hit. Oh, to imagine Felix's face if he pulled this off...
Valerie Durand


"Today's parent visitation day."

"...Fuck." Valerie muttered under her breath at the announcement, folding her arms in front of her. For the entire rest of the period, her expression was practically murderous and she stormed out of class without a word. The only thing that gave her pause was Haruko giving her a free card...

...Ash Blossom? Damn. They almost never printed this card, and Haruko was entirely comfortable just giving her one? Between this and last night, how the hell was this girl a Slifer?

"Wait, seriously? Look, you don't have to. All I did last night was get wrecked twice-"

"Just take it. If you don't, I'll get angry."

Well, there wasn't really anything she could say to that, could she? So with a resigned sigh, Valerie took the card and tucked it away, making a mental note to slot it into her deck later.

___

Some time later, Valerie managed to slink away from the crowd of students waiting for the boats. Instead, she sat atop a shipping crate, pulling her deck box and her collection out as she went through her cards, retuning her deck to both include Ash Blossom and account for the weaknesses she'd seen in last night's duels with what she had. Damn, she really needed to hit the card shop soon. There wasn't much in her current collection that would help much.

"Valerie." Ceruli materialized, sitting down on the crate next to her. "Do you want to-"

"No." She said flatly as she resleeved her cards. "I gave up on this changing years ago."

"Very well." Ceruli sighed as he propped himself up to his feet. "Know that I will be present should you wish to speak of it. In any case, it seems you've a visitor. I'll make myself scarce."

“Hey, Dark World girl! You got a minute?”

Oh, what now? Valerie glanced up at the familiar voice as she finished retooling her deck.

"Oh. You're the HERO player from last night." She remarked tonelessly, idly shuffling her deck and drawing a test hand. "Look, today's not great. Can we make this quick? You need something?"

@King Cosmos
Valerie Durand


Valerie opened her eyes with a groan, immediately registering Ceruli hovering worriedly around her shoulder. What the hell had happened...?

Oh, right. The spirit she lost to possessed her or something. And then she'd lost a duel for the second time tonight. Damn. Possessed her didn't even get enough time to be a bitch, having bit her tongue more than once because her tag partner had been pissing and moaning about being passed up for a date or something. Ugh. Prick didn't have something better to complain about?

"Valerie?" Ceruli asked hesitantly. "Are you alright now? I was afraid you'd not return to the land of the living."

"I'm fine. You know, except for my pride." She sighed, picking herself off the ground. "Probably a good thing we lost that last one, but it still feels like it sucks."

"I am still holding to that 'no help' stipulation you gave me years ago, you know." Ceruli pointed out as Valerie began to slip away, in no mood to talk to anyone else for the moment. "If I-"

"No." Valerie said flatly as she trudged back towards the dorms. "I'll make some deck adjustments tomorrow and look into picking up some new cards. I can do this. Just need to play better."

A resigned sigh was all the response Ceruli gave as they made their way back.
Renar Hagen

@VahkiDane @ERode @VitaVitaAR @The Otter

The duel was over, and the response to it...well, he should have seen this coming. Admittedly, it wasn't exactly his finest work performance-wise, but Renar had never been one to be particularly flashy with the blade. Besides, he couldn't risk even the miniscule chance of actually losing to Felix, of all people. No, better to end the duel conclusively and disappoint those looking for a show than to drag it out. As much as Renar looked down on Felix's sword skills, his half-brother was still a Crown Knight mostly on his own merits.

Also, it wasn't a bloody exhibition in the first place, no matter what that fossil in armor would claim.

Still, Renar did make out a few appreciative glances from those of a more martial bent in the crowd that actually knew proper swordplay. That was fine. If he could make inroads with even one person here that actually understood his value, then tonight would be a rousing success.

As he made his way off the field, Renar spotted Tyaethe with...good word, was that the Gentle Blade? And the First Princess approaching them? Now he was almost starting to regret not putting on a better show. But he wasn't going to approach. The princess hadn't asked for his presence, and he'd already stood out enough for the night as it was. Instead, Renar fell in next to Sergio, who was currently with Serenity and some others of the princess's entourage following after Elisandre.

"Have I missed anything?" He murmured quietly to Sergio, keeping an eye on...wasn't that a Velbrance? Well, well, well. Small wonder he'd approach Serenity, if what he knew of that family was still accurate.
Some small edits made, nothing too big, just clarifications.
Also while I won't be rescinding that acceptance, it was a mistake on my part.


I'm a special boy, it seems
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